#arcane bat guy

[sihakadan]

Firelight

Yeah, so I found the lumen au from @meliapis and I also saw this and was like, yeah, bet my dudes. @maraozdrawsfanart for you buddy🎁@vastaya-simp I was inspired by some of your head cannons, hope you don't mind.

🦇Scar x gn!AFAB Reader (no specific pronouns)

🦺SFW, only warning is that is will be long and probably full of mistakes because I am a goofy goober.

Part 1 of ?

///You///

You were 13 when the ball of dark purple and blue light appeared, floating around your head as if curious about it's new friend. None of the other kids you hung around knew what it was and you had no parents to guide you. Shimmer had stolen them, like most of the children on the streets.

The light should have frightened you, made you wary, but it had a calming affect on you. It was also really cute, with little ears like a bat. And you didn't have to feed it, so it didn't trouble you. All it did was follow you, hide in your hair and chase after those who even looked at you funny.

You found work as a runner for the brothels and other establishments, earning meals and a safe place to sleep. Some of the workers took pity on you, buying you clothes, letting you use their personal baths to clean up. Smelly children drove clients away.

One of the workers, a woman named Clara, took notice of the little ball of light and cooed loudly. "Oh look at that, a lumen! You have a soul mate!"

In confusion, you held your little 'friend' in your hands and tilted your head. "A what?"

She laughed, waving her cigarette around with the movements of her hands, making the smoke waft into your face. "My sweet little petal. A lumen! It means out there in this cold, awful world is someone waiting for you." In a softer and kinder tone, she added: "And hold it close. You don't know how lucky you are."

And that was all the information you got about it and it was overwhelming to a 13 year old from the streets of Zaun. A soulmate sounded bigger than life at this age and what if you never found them? What if they didn't like you? What if they died before you met them? Would you lose your little friend too? Oh...what if they were a Piltie? You shivered. Pompous gilded vipers.

Cradling the lumen to your chest, you made a quiet promise that you would protect it.

///Scar///

His didn't appear until much later and your lumen was bright. At least at first. It almost shimmered as it ran over his arms, his hands, his ears. It liked to stay very close to him, which he never minded, but you seemed to be very touchy. He always felt like he was being held or kissed on.

When it first appeared, it was night time and he had been sitting with Ekko up in the tree, listening to him make plans about raiding some warehouse for food. If the smaller boy hadn't been there, he would have fallen to his death.

"Whoa, shit man! Is that what I think it is?" Ekko steadied him, slowly letting him go after he made sure Scar wasn't going to fall out of the tree.

It was, it really was. He wasn't mad or scared, not even annoyed. But he was shocked. He had a soul mate? And it was only now appearing?

"Well?" Ekko gave him a look. "Come on man, say or do something!" This was a big deal and so special. Ekko would have been elated to get his own.

"Bright." Was all Scar said, blinking a couple times, moving his head away as you lumen tickled his ears.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Ekko watched as it inspected Scar and then him, but it wasn't as interested in Ekko. Obviously.

Scar shrugged and sighed as the lumen ran head first into a firelight, knocking the poor thing back and the bug out of the sky. Well, at least he wouldn't be bored.

The kids in the hide out loved your lumen and it let them chase it around, but was never too far from Scar. Every now and then it would return to him and the light would flutter, as if communicating with him. What was he supposed to do with it? Talk to it? He really had no idea.

But then one night, the light faded, very quickly and it laid on his pillow, unmoving. Scar feared the worst and ran for Ekko, unsure of who else to turn to.

Ekko rubbed the sleep from his eyes and bent down, looking at it. "Maybe they're hurt?" He looked up at Scar and regretted saying that immediately. It made the tall chirean pace. "Well, do you even interact with it?"

"How?" Scar wanted to know. What was he supposed to do with this little ball of bright light that followed him everywhere and teased his ears?

Ekko sighed and hung his head. That was what the problem was. "Dude, you have act like you want it. You can touch it, hold it, talk to it." He held his hands out towards the lumen. "It looks depressed."

Scar scratched his head and gave Ekko a puzzling look, but he didn't argue with him. Gently, he scooped up the lumen and cradled it in his large hands and he suddenly became nervous that he might crush it. As soon as he made contact with it, the light flickered a bit brighter.

"See, it just wanted you." Ekko yawned and playfully smacked Scar's arm. "Now don't wake me up again." And then his friend drug himself back to his bed.

Scar just sat on the bed, the lumen in his hands, flickering a bit brighter and brighter slowly. Like he was petting a kitten, he gently stroked the lumen and it spun almost like it was happy. Uh. So all he had to show it affection? Or just acknowledge it? No one had really told him about that. Just what a lumen meant.

He wasn't a very sappy guy, but the fact the lumen wanted his attention so bad kind of made him melt a bit. Laying down and getting comfortable, all while cradling your lumen, he took a deep breath and placed it under his chin, safely tucking it. The lumen nuzzled against him and he chuckled softly. "Good night, my firelight." He whispered to it, but really, he hoped you could hear it too.

///You///

Your little friend loved your hair and would hide in it often, but it had a really good hiding place in your hooded vest. When you got older, you turned to actual running. Which meant that you smuggled packages from drop point A to drop point B. Nothing more or less.

You had to be fast, smart, and sly and getting caught was not an option. For an even further amount of security, you wore a mask and different clothes while you worked. No one knew what you did but you had a comfortable life, at least, for a Zaunite.

The lumen was very handy in certain situations and it became a partner of sorts. You even knew what certain flickering meant. Fast- danger. Slow- coast is clear. X amount of rapid blinks- how many enforcers. Thanks to your little friend, you managed to stay out of trouble. It made you really good at what you did.

The want to leave Zaun and Piltover before it exploded was a drive to save so much of your money and live under your means, but something also told you not leave. That you had to stay here. Maybe it was the lumen and the way it seemed to almost pout when you put the money away or look at maps of where you could go.

You just couldn't leave when you had the chance. So you'd take more jobs and while you never knew what were in the packages (you'd be stupid to look), you knew your work was going to get you into some kind of trouble one day.

But the other choices of work were not any better. Brothels, mercs, or shimmer; that was all that was left in this forsaken city. You did what you could without being too much on the radar. However, someone was hiring your service to smuggle things for a Piltie scientist or that was what you assumed. You never saw your clients.

The lumen didn't like this job at all and tried to push your hand away when you reached for the package, whirling around and trying to lead you away.

"Come on, stop that. If we don't get moving, we'll draw attention." You softly grabbed it and tucked it into its usual spot in your hood and made sure your mask was still on. The strap was starting to wear out and you'd have to replace it soon.

It stopped but you could almost feel the pouting. "Yeah, well, the pay is good." You muttered and tucked the package into your pack and then climbed up the pipe towards the roof tops. Got to be fast, you had a short window before the enforcers would be patrolling by the other drop point.

"Hang on my little love." You sniffed before taking off in a full sprint, going roof to roof, scaling buildings, dropping into alleys, staying out of sight and mind. You had to stop a couple times, as you swore you heard some sort of whirling around you, but when you would look, nothing was there. No, you were being followed, you could feel it.

"Oh, shit." You breathed, panting, looking around. Out of the corner of your eye you could see streaks of green, like lights flashing in a blink of an eye. You felt your lumen press against your neck and your hand went instinctively to your neck, cradling it. "No, no. Stay in there. I got this." You whispered, taking off again. You had your ways.

///Scar///

Your lumen was tucked away in his collar safely, but it didn't seem to want to be there at this very moment, when he need it to be the most.

This runner was moving shimmer, a fair amount of it. It didn't matter if they knew it or not, it had to be stopped.

Ekko, Scar, and a couple of the others had set up the runner after watching the drop points for months now. It had been a very well thought out and meticulous plan on Ekko's part, since this runner was incredibly good at their job.

Once again, the lumen tried to leave the collar and carefully he clapped his hand over it, growling a warning. No. No, stop. It was going to blow their cover and he gritted his teeth. Maybe he should have stayed behind.

Ekko gave the signal and made the first swoop in, effectively tripping the runner with a swipe to the legs. They weren't down for long. And man, they were really fast.

A good roll and they were dropping down into a tight alley, running towards some old tunnels that had once been used as some black market, before the enforcers shut it down.

"Cut them off!" Ekko's distorted voice called out and the others went in, trails of lime green following them.

Gripping his spear, Scar broke off from the rest, knowing there was a man hole that dropped right down in the path of this runner. He could get them and stop the delivery.

As soon as the man hole appeared, he jumped off his board and slid to a stop, grabbing it from the air, and used the spear to pry the lid up, tossing it out of the way. With his sensitive hearing, he could hear the echoes of boots running in the tunnels, followed by the whirling of hover boards. Quickly he jumped down and stalked forward a bit, smirking under his mask as the sounds got closer and closer.

He must've looked so terrifying in the dim light, with that mask, the metal claws, his lumbering height, because the runner skid to a stop and almost fell over themselves, cursing.

They weren't very big, but they were quick. Scar knew better than to underestimate what they could do. The lumen against his neck again struggled, making him growl menacingly, the sound vibrating through the tunnel.

///You///

Shit, shit, shit!

No matter how many twists, tricks, and turns you made, they seemed to be right on your heels and then there was the big one- mask like a skeletal bat or rat, tall and that spear in a clawed hand-Janna help you.

When you stopped, you almost fell forward, catching yourself barely and you froze in place, keeping your eyes on this terrifying figure. That look was purposeful and you were almost impressed, if it wasn't you that it was being used against. The growl they let out even frightened you more.

"Stop!" You almost turned around, but fear of taking your eyes off the big one stopped you. The lumen in your hood edged forward and you blocked it from leaving. No, if it came out, you could lose it.

Taking off the satchel, you tossed it at the masked figure behind you, keeping both them and the big one in your sights. "You can have it, just let me go!" You'd have to leave, immediately. The client could send someone after you, your reputation would be tarnished. You had enough money.

The owl masked figure walked forward and snatched the satchel, watching you for a moment before backing away while opening the satchel and inspecting the package.

"Who are you people?" You looked at all the masks, the paint covered clothes, the amazing boards they rode on.

No one answered you and it made you even more unnerved. But panic rose as your little friend escaped and flew out of your hood, flashing bright.

"No!" You shouted and tried to catch it but it flew towards the large figure, who was also struggling with something in his hands.

"Wait!" The owl mask shouted, dropping the satchel and walking towards both you and the big one. "Let it go!"

They looked up at the owl mask and then at you, confused when the purple and blue lumen began to circle their hands. No, wait, what did that mean? You didn't understand what these blinks meant.

"Let it go." Owl mask repeated, holding his hand up at you to stop you from doing anything.

Slowly, the clawed hands opened and the brightest ball of light flew straight up and then over to you, acting like it was looking you over.

"Oh!" One of the others gasped and moved forward. Now you were freaked out.

"What's happening?" You asked as your little friend bumped into the brighter lumen and a large flash of light made you jump. You tried to grab it, but it avoided you to nuzzle the other lumen. "Oh." This was it, wasn't it? That was your lumen, who followed-

Just moments ago you were scared out of your wits, running for your life, sure these people were going to kill you. That who ever was behind that terrifying mask was going to kill you. But, this was them. Your soul mate.

Who ever they were, was frozen in place and staring right at you. Both of your faces were obscured and stuck in a damp, musty tunnel. It was not a good first impression.

"This just got complicated." Another masked person said. "Maybe we should take them back?"

Back? Back where? You felt a soft caress on your cheek and you knew it was the lumen, trying to calm your nerves. You had never seen it so bright before. "I don't-"

Before you could finish your sentence, the owl mask reached into one of they're pockets and pulled out what looked like a blind fold. "You need to come with us."

Oh, that was bold. "Oh I do? You're going to just chase me down and frighten me and now I'm coming over for tea?" You looked at them all. "Are you for real?"

"Look-" They pointed at the lumens, going from you to the tall one and circling around one another. "Things just changed. Do you want to fight us when they're doing that? You really want to fight him?" They pointed at the tall one. Him. They pointed at him. Well, that was one thing you knew about him, that and he was really tall.

You'd have to take off your mask and you could feel the emotion coming off of the big boy. He was in shock or despair. Or both. You were too, this was crazy.

"Damn it." You muttered, pushing your hood back and undoing the clasp of the mask, groaning when the strap actually snapped. This was a great first meeting.

///Scar///

There was no way. The runner was his soul mate? It made sense why the lumen was acting up and trying so hard to get out of his collar but of all the ways to meet you, this was not ideal.

You were also their target, so now what were they going to do? If Ekko hadn't stepped in, he'd still be staring at you, dumbfounded.

When you pushed back your hood and your mask fell off, his heart jumped into his throat. There was no way that you were his soul mate. You were just beyond beautiful to him. Even the way you were looking at all of them with mistrust was just attractive to him. Was this how it was supposed to be or were you just really good looking?

After securing the blind fold, Ekko nodded at him. Scar just stood there, looking between you and him, as if pleading to not make him pick you up. He didn't think he could handle it right now.

"You're the strongest one. Pick 'em up." He nudged Scar and finally, he had to snap out of it and do something.

"Wait, pick who-?" Whatever you were saying turned into a yelp as he scooped you up and awkwardly held you for a second before getting on his board. "Why didn't anyone warn me?" You were terrified and he got that, but his ears twitched at the pitch.

Ekko put his hands on his head and exhaled, the mask obscuring what ever expression he had on his face. "Come on, we have to figure this out."

#arcane firelights #arcane #arcane scar #arcane ekko #lumen au #arcane lumen #arcane netflix #scar arcane #arcane bat guy #bat dude arcane #arcane chirean #scar x reader #arcane x reader #i wrote this a 3 am #i will probably reread it and cringe later

[luuxxart]

letting myself be cringe and free by introducing this little shit punk

#he’s the son of Amy and….. shhhhhhhh!!!! we don’t know #I so know #Floyd Rose #sonic fankid #Amy rose #sonadow #knuxouge #and #silvaze #honorable mentions….. #tailseam #? #taiream #?? #¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #anyway it’s just a joke on. #Pink Floyd #because his name is Floyd and he is pink #tagging the other guys #queenie the bat #beetle the fox #zeppelin the hedgehog #arcane the hedgehog

[idkwhatimdoingbutslay]

What they mean by the gay agenda

#got mad about a comment section on an ig post about wenclair where everyone was screaming about the gay agenda #‘why can’t people just be friends’ #LIKE STFU #SHE HAS LIKE THREE GUY LOVE INTERESTS AND NONE OF YALL BATTED AN EYE #ALSO #WEDNESDAY IS ARO/ACE #BECAUSE I SAID SO #SO LIKE ???? #anyway #uh #yeah I decided to make my own gay agenda cuz cishets make me so angry #I’ll honestly make a longer one for January out of pure spite #and because this isn’t nearly long enough #arcane #caitvi #vi arcane #caitlyn kiramman #caitlyn arcane #vi #violyn #piltover’s finest #piltover's gayest #caitlyn #caitlyn and vi #vicait

[nulvuu-2]

Them

#cartoon crush #scar arcane #other bat guy from arcane #the chokehold they have on me

[yourplayersaidwhat]

Previously on the Beast Tamers(?) (Our group's npc granted name)

We're still in the lodge and, after some antics, (firbolg skeleton bloodhunter Marigold pretending to be a summon and losing face to help the rest of us sneak through door by bonking themselves repeatedly into a doorframe and acting like they couldn't open a door), we have finally reached the vault!

And immediately had to do a will save!

Players (knowing what's in store) in unison: Oh noooo....

DM: >:)

Shirina (cute batfolk druid of stars/warlock of the Astral. The Face): passes with flying colours

Marigold (The (Former)Floof): No problem

Zoe (naive/no impulse control snakefolk arcane rogue The Most likely to go Evil): Surpringly okay

Wren (halfling drakewarden The GunsTM): ... oh no...

DM: Okay! Everyone one of the pedestals in front of you has what looks like the ugliest hat in the world, it is made of what looks like human, maybe orc, skin, stitched horribly together into a floopy yet stiff mess. Wren...~

Wren, while crying with laughter: I love this haaaat~

Everyone else: Oh no...

Marigold: Wren, there are so many cursed things in this vault you don't want the hat.

Wren (still crying with laughter ooc): Yes I do, I looove ittt!

Zoe: It's made of skin!

Wren: Clearly dragonscales! It'll look so good on me for the ball!

Marigold: I quickly pick up the hat-

DM: Roll another will save~

Marigold: Passed. Then I hold it well over Wren's reach, "Wren you don't want this hat, it is cursed and will never look good!"

Wren (finally composed herself and getting into character): "You just want it for yourself!"

DM: Wren, Marigold is holding your precious hat out of your reach, and you really want it. What do you do?

Wren: Can I... attack?

DM: Go for it! >:D

Everyone else: Oh no...

Wren: Right, okay... can I use fist or what..?

DM: It's up to you! Marigold, who *beat you senseless* when you were possessed is holding the one thing that is just about as precious as your Izul~

Zoe: I'm going to try to grab her!

DM: Roll for grapple, that's a strength check.

Zoe: And I'm going against our strongest character... nope! That's a 3.

DM: Zoe, you try to grab her, but Wren slams an elbow sharp into your gut, take 3 points of damage.

Wren: Right... I'm going to pull out my double crossbow and have Izul infuse the bolts. Uhh... does a 19 and unnatural 20 hit?

Marigold: .... yes

Wren: Alright! And that's.. 20 damage all together! Iseul is very glad to finally hurt Marigold after everything they did to Wren before.

Marigold: You shoot Marigold, and there is a sickening crack, and they say in a pained voice, "Ow... that's.. going to leave a mark.."

Wren: "Good, now give me my hat!"

Shirina and Zoe confer in the background, then Shirina tries to talk to her (unable to persuade due to curse): Sad bat sounds and face! "Wren that hat is cursed, you don't want it!"

Wren fails another will save: "Yes I do! Give me the hat!"

Zoe: Oh! I have Suggestion! "Wren! You do not want the hat! You are hurting your friends!"

Wren fails her will save to Zoe: Oh, thank god. Wren blinks and shakes her head looking confused, "Whoa, what happened..?"

DM: You have 8 hours for suggestion to keep working, she is still cursed.

Wren: Wren looks at the hat in Marigold's hand and makes a face, "Ugh.. that is an ugly hat..."

Marigold: Marigold grunts trying to keep a straight face, "You tried to wear it."

Wren gasping: "I did not!"

Marigold: Marigold pulls the crossbow bolts out of their bones, passing them to Wren with a grunt, "We're even. How am I supposed to sneak by the bad guys now? I have holes in my shirt! Also.. is my arm supposed to be so wiggly... oh no, no, it's not. Ow."

Wren: Wren blinks at the bolts, recognising them, then Iseul hisses at Marigold. "What do you mean even?"

Marigold: Marigold hisses right back. "You just shot me."

Wren: Izul yelps and goes and hides in his baby bjorn, Wren gasps in outrage "How could you?! And you BEAT me I still can't see out of one eye! I have permanent tissue damage and a shiner the size of your fist!"

Marigold: "It was just a mild concussion."

Wren: "A mild concussion!?"

Shirina: I'm going to start healing Marigold while they argue.

DM: Shirina busies herself healing Marigold as Zoe notices a shiny footlong key that looks like writhing with flames, and hears a hissing voice in her head. "Take the key, it will be needed~"

Zoe: Okay... I'm going to use stelath/slight of hand to grab it.

DM: Everyone else roll insight.

Everyone else: Fails.

DM: Alright! Marigold and Wren are too busy arguing, and Shirina too busy patching Marigold up, as Zoe picks up the key. It writhes and shifts forks in her hand, taking the shape of a dagger, a whip, a sword, before finally turning into a bracelet on Zoe's wrist. As it does so there is a huge gout of flame at the pedestal it once rested.

Zoe as everyone turns to look at her: Zoe pretends to look about in confusion, pulling down her cuff to hide the bracelet. "What was that?"

DM: Now then... there is a red ledger on a pedestal in the middle of the room, showing a list of everything within the vault, both cursed and harmless. You read various items: a star sapphire of power, elven chain mail, a pendent of disguise self, a blink ring, a necrodraconomicon...~

Wren: "Oohhh~!"

Everyone else: No!!!

Wren, pouting both ic and ooc: Wren can't have the necrodraconmicon, Wren can't have the cursed hat, this dungeon has not been a good trip for Wren.

#shit my players say #dnd #rpg #submission #shareable #the beast tamers #long post #team spirit

[goosewriting]

hmm i’m planning an arcane rewatch soon (my reward for surviving the fast approaching finals 😩 wish me luck afdgdhsjd) and when i do, i know the brainrot will take over,, so would anyone be interested in reader inserts for ekko, silco and/or scar, the bat guy? 👉👈

if so, let me know what you would like to see (sfw pls) down here or feel free to send some asks with ideas c:

#goose honks #arcane x reader #so many fandoms so lottle time #league of legends x reader

[simons-twsted-children]

Hi there! I’m Simon and my TWST OCs and writing fits in with @twistedwonderlandarcaneexchange! I tend to work with @cyanide-latte, @ramshacklerumble, @tixdixl, and @inmateofthemind, and a lot of my characters’ lore is intertwined with theirs!

My “spicy” tag is “#simon gets spicy” if you want to block it for any reason

My ask box is always open!

More info about my characters under the cut!

My OCs:

STUDENTS:

Sidney Larkspur

(they/she, but will respond to pretty much anything as long as they know you’re talking to them)

Twisted from: Elizabeth Swann (POTC, along with some aspects of Will)

RSA/NRC

Octavinelle

Human mage

Signature spell: “A Pirate’s Life For Me”

Originally an RSA student pretending to be a cis guy, searching for a treasure supposedly hidden in their vaults— the compass of Jack Sparrow. After finding and successfully stealing said compass, it leads them to join the second arcane exchange. After outing themself in the course of protecting a fellow student, Sid ends up inadvertently joining NRC’s student body on a more permanent basis (thanks to Crowley’s “infinite generosity”, and him overlooking their gender in favor of pocketing another mage on the path to Overblot). They officially join Octavinelle dorm, and work part time at the Mostro lounge. Their biggest dream is to follow in Elizabeth’s footsteps and become the Pirate King, after reading about her in an old family journal, and being told stories about her from their maternal grandmother. They manage, somehow, to become a member of Copper’s crew aboard the newly-resurfaced Black Pearl, but this is only the first step on their journey towards their dream. (Easily the most developed of my student characters)

Endgame is slightly complicated, as they’re in a relationship with @cyanide-latte’s WRQ, though it’s pretty much platonic in nature as far as we’ve developed, with a one-sided romantic attraction on Sid’s part.

Edgar Allen “Snowball” Taylor

(he/they, transmasc)

Twisted from: Mittens (Bolt)

NRC

Savannaclaw

Black cat beastman mage

Signature spell: None (so far)

Talked mad shit to his Savannaclaw dorm mates when he was accepted into NRC about how “badass” his signature spell was; doesn’t know what his signature spell is. He made a deal with Azul to give him illusion magic that has the look of a powerful spell charging up, in exchange for doing his bidding whenever called. A certain Jamil Viper found out his secret, and from there on, Snowball lost use of his free time, becoming the lackey of not one, but two of NRC’s most powerful mages. (Warning, probably won’t go into too much detail on chunks of his story as it tends into NSFW territory and I know a lot of people aren’t comfy with that)

Endgame is with Jamil Viper

Roddy Sheperd

(he/him, cis)

Twisted from: Bolt (Bolt)

NRC

Pomefiore

White dog beastman mage

Signature spell: “Superbark”

A teenage actor and idol, running in some of the same circles as Neige and Vil, who’s signature spell is powerful but hard to control. Was supposed to attend RSA to gain better control over his magic in order to continue upholding his pristine image, but a mix-up occurred, and he ended up at NRC by mistake. No one batted an eye, and he was sorted into Pomefiore without issue. His abusive manager is repeatedly stalled by Crowley in his attempts to locate and contact Roddy, who hardly knows himself outside of the roles he is constantly forced to play.

His manager’s name is Louie Kincaid, and he’s somehow even more scummy than the agent in Bolt.

Endgame at the moment is Silver, though admittedly I haven’t done as much to develop that as I’d like to and it’s pretty up in the air right now.

Klaus Hassenkamp

(he/him, cis)

Twisted from: The White Rabbit (Alice in Wonderland)

CKS

Heartslabyul (temporarily during the exchange)

White rabbit beastman mage

Signature spell: “I’m late/You’re late” (name not 100% settled)

Best friend to Fiamma Trein, bugle boy and first chair trumpet player for Corlux’ band, this bunny might look shy and unassuming, but there’s a sassy streak hiding under his initially quiet exterior. Somehow, one bunny draws the attention of not one, not two, but three separate princes.

Endgame is an OT4 with Malleus, Leona, and @inmateofthemind’s OC Kentigern

Marcel Hamelin

(he/him, transmasc)

Twisted from: Remy (Ratatouille)

RSA (scholarship)

Savannaclaw (temporarily during the exchange)

Grey rat beastman mage

Signature spell: Symphony of Flavor (no I don’t know what it does, but I’ve been stuck on this as being the spell’s name for weeks now)

His family historically works in the sanitation industry, a fact which his father and elder brother are deeply proud of. Marcel, however, has loftier dreams. He wants to eventually become the head chef of his own restaurant in Fleur City. He is extremely skilled at balancing flavors and mastering difficult cooking techniques, but his prejudice and stubbornness get in the way of his progress. Marcel tends to disregard food from cultures outside of Fleur City as “less than”, and has a lot to learn when it comes to expanding his horizons. His rivalries with Ruggie and Jamil might just finally put him on the right track— both with cooking, and with people.

Endgame is with Ruggie Bucci and @oathofoaks’ Bobbi St. Robins!

Kelly Archer

(he/they, transmasc)

Twisted from: Flynn Rider (Tangled)

NRC

Pomefiore (initially; transfers to RSA after his freshman year)

Human mage

Signature Spell: (undecided)

Kelly is one of my newest babies. He was an orphan from a young age, barely remembers his parents, but found his own family in books and old adventure movies. Definitely a giant flirt with low self esteem, probably some flavor of autistic. From the same town as @tixdixl’s Emil, and bonds with him over food and culture when he’s feeling particularly homesick.

NON-STUDENT:

Alicorice “Ali” Leroux

(She/her)

Twisted from: Vanellope von Schweetz (Wreck-It Ralph)

Sentient/Sapient/Self-aware AI as the result of a magic accident coinciding with a power fluctuation. Can cast magic as a result of the accident/her bond with her creator, but there’s something Off about it.

Signature Spell: Glitch in the Matrix (I have a vague idea of what this does, but it’s hard to explain)

Ali was originally one of the main characters in a VR blastcycle racing game that was in development called “Sweet Tracks”. Her creator had a deep love for her, and put more work into her character’s AI than was common or necessary. Before the accident that created her, Ali had a similar level of autonomy and awareness to Mira, Vil’s chat assistant. But thanks to a power fluctuation, a strong discharge of magic (possibly healing/light magic? Or maybe the use of her creator’s signature spell to try and protect Ali’s code?), and her creator’s strong love for her, Ali became as aware, feeling, and free-thinking as any human. What she wants most is a real body, like Ortho’s, and to become a real life blastcycle racer, and she and her creator will do damn near anything to see that goal accomplished. Her creator finds out about Idia and Ortho on the net, possibly from Azul selling Ortho’s old parts secondhand, and they resolve to track down the tech prodigy and secure his help, one way or another.

Dirk Hawkins

(He/him, cis)

Twisted from: Jack Sparrow (POTC)

Human, some weak magic, mostly parlor tricks.

Dirk. Dirk is complicated. I need to re-work a lot of his stuff and I don’t really have the spoons to right now.

The short version is, he started off as a captain in charge of his father’s side hustle, a smuggling business working under the larger umbrella of a legitimate shipping company. After a series of events strongly involving @cyanide-latte’s Wei Xinyi, Dirk ends up making a series of Very Bad Decisions that end up with him as the captain of the Flying Dutchman. Beyond that, I’m not really sure anymore.

#TWST #disney twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #my ocs #twst oc

[letters-to-rosie]

revolution-verse cast list

it occurred to me that my little fic universe has a lot of people in it. I figured it would be a good idea to make a cast list so anyone can reference it whenever they want. I'll add people as we go, too

(not including major Arcane characters because yeah)

Powder's gang

Sky Young: Jayce and Viktor's lab assistant in canon; here she's coworkers with them and Powder at Piltover South-Central University's engineering lab

Megan Young: Sky's younger sister; a medical resident at South-Central's university hospital

Scar: the bat Chirean from canon; a part-time student at South-Central, construction worker, and single dad

32nd Street Community Center gang

Marnie: the director of the community center; an old friend of Ekko and Gianna

Gianna Acardi: the Firelight who knocks Caitlyn out in canon; Ekko's friend from high school, employee at one of Piltover's big 3 mining companies, and haver of a ton of siblings, including Ajuna, Nate, and Gabby

Eve: the Firelight who reminds Jinx of Vi in canon; community organizer who is always ready for a new challenge

Mr. Kang: cooks at the community center often; during Powder's early foster care days, he was her neighbor

Gary: frenemy of Marnie's who frequently steals from the community center pantry; works at a nearby homeless shelter (so at least it's for a good cause?)

Nadir: Gary's fiance who also works to provide assistance to the homeless population

Rosmaria: friend of Marnie's who works for one of Piltover's premiere shipping companies, BOL

assorted folks

Ajuna: in Ekko's game lore, a friend he couldn't save; in this story, he's Gianna's step-brother and a large source of her and Ekko's stress (affectionate)

Kai: Scar's infant son

Taze: a friend of Scar and Eve's who is a refugee from Noxus and an expert on resisting oppressive nonsense; has a wife and kids

Amari: Megan's long-term partner; hopes to go to pharmacy school

Isah: member of Finn's gang, the Slickjaws; she and the members she leads defect due to Ekko's influence

Boone: leader of a gang having territory disputes with the Slickjaws; loyal to Silco and Ekko by proxy

Zeray Bask: a schoolteacher and local leader at the New Antima housing complex; termed "Soup Guy" by Powder

topsiders

Charleston Beaumont: youngest son of Amara Beaumont, the owner of BOL; wants to make shimmer an international product, which has led him into a bloody feud with Ekko

Amara Beaumont: in canon a woman Mel introduces to Jayce after his crackdown on corruption at the Hexgates; in this story, a wealthy shipping magnate who spoils her six children

#rosie's writing desk #revolution-verse

[nyxthejinx]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 - 𝐏𝐭.𝟏

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: The harbingers dealing with a kiddo but it's actually a funny sight.

𝐅𝐭.: Pierro & Capitano (on crack, a bit ooc)

A/N: These headcanons can adapt to a more general context, but some parts will be about things I specified in THIS post about a project I'm working on, check it out if you’re interested, or curious about this "curse" I'm speaking of. 👀 + omg gotta split this cause I’m having too much fun and it’s long bye.

𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

Alright, big scary old man.

 Ngl he gives me a bit of Silco vibes, for those who watched Arcane. Stoic outside, soft inside. I can see him as someone who doesn’t bat an eye even at chaotic situations, mostly because no one dares disobey him or anything like that, a glare of his and everything goes quiet.

Not you apparently. Lmao F in chat for this guy who has to deal with you.

No well, the curse won’t start eroding for a few years, so 4-11 y/o you will be a typical curious but quiet kid for the time being. Though it doesn’t mean you won’t stir up trouble. You know they can’t lay a finger on you, so you just do whatever you want and expect them to follow around without complain. Even the great Jester.

He spends most of his time behind a desk, despite being the strongest, hence you don’t really seek his boring office out unless there’s something you need or want to ask.

He’s not even pissed when you rant while he’s doing paperwork, he’ll entertain a full ass conversation without lifting his eyes or stopping the movements of his hand. He’s that patient. And wise too, he’s seen so much in his life prob.

You usually stay with him when something upset you. Whether you need advice or just someone who will listen until you’re done, he’s here -mostly because he can’t outright kick you out, but also cause he doesn’t mind. 

If someone is foolish enough to do you wrong he won't uh, slaughter them, but rather make a mental note to check their nominative later and confront them peacefully.

Aka tower over them with his usual glacial aura and let them know they're walking on thin ice.

Not big on physical contact, just a couple of headpats if you do something right. Carries you to bed when you fall asleep somewhere in his office.

Will lend you some books if you’re getting bored, even help you with words you don’t know.

If you're gonna be a Harbinger (the main reason why the Tsaritsa took you in, for sure) you need to be cultured and an expert in different fields. Low-key makes it his mission to hone your already sharp mind. He feels like it's his duty, though no one ordered him to do so.

MIGHT spill some bedtime stories. Just expect a lot of violence and philosophical depth. Don't worry, he'll cut out/soften the most gruesome parts.

Overall understanding and willing to help. His advices are top notch cause he doesn't give you the solution, but rather teaches you how to reach it with the tools you have.

Give it some time to learn his indirect language and he'll go from "zero degrees cold" to "warm blanket around your shoulders during winter" warmth.

9/10 recommended grandpa.

𝐈𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧

This guy, what to say about this guy

From what Viktor says in his dialogue, I can picture him as a fair person.

Gives credit where’s due, treats well his subordinates. Calm, collected, serious. Kind of like Pierro, but I feel like he could be more vocal and less stoic. 

He’s strong. Duh. Of course. And busy as hell too, given his position as captain. 

So he’s never around because of it, not even when new recruits could use some of his experience. Childe says he doesn’t pay any attention to those who are weaker than him, so you’re even further out of reach.

Can’t see you. Literally, you’re too short.

You’ve probably seen him fight against people he deemed worthy and, yes it was breath-taking. 

He’s not someone who basks in his enemy’s blood, he’s someone who dances with them, keeps them on their toes and then cuts thru like a gust of wind. 

The Tsaritsa eventually asked him to train you a bit once you became old enough to handle weapons, and from what you could see -very little- he didn’t look content, nor bothered.

You, on the other hand, were happy. Until he showed you that no, just because you’re the Tsaritsa’s child he won’t go easy on you. 

It’s not that he’s extremely violent or anything, he does his best to calibrate his strength and follow you step by step, but his stamina is like a thousand times higher than yours and forgets about this most of the time. Will "look" at you confused when you lay on the ground, wheezing, after barely two hours of training.

Struggles a bit when it comes to explain a technique verbally, as he’s not used to fly low and overall teach, but you’re quick and observing his perfect poses and movements is enough to get the job done. 

As time goes by he’ll grow more comfortable in his teacher role. He’d have almost fun sparring with you, and would be secretly proud when he barely escapes one of your new, original moves. Gives you headpats too, but what you really cherish is when he reaches out after kicking your ass again and offers his hand to pull you up from the dirty floor. 

You’ve never seen him doing it with anyone he’s defeated. EVER. 

He’s more like a proud brother sob, that brother who pats your shoulder and sends you flying into the wall /hj

When the curse starts to hinder you physically but you still insist on fighting, he’ll either swoop your ass and threaten to call the Tsaritsa or literally drag all your way thru the HQ to your room.

Poor man is worried :( But when you start to discover the powers that come with this same curse he’ll help you out at the best of his expertise. 

Don’t ever tell him if someone’s pestering you.

Ever.

It won’t be a bloodbath, no. It’ll be EMBARRASSING.

He’s married to the idea that honour comes first and foremost, and he's willing to pull out his 25 slides long PowerPoint to prove how wrong the person's behaviour is.

Just make good use of his teaching and punch the guy's jaw till they can't speak.

Yeah.

Another harbinger you can't really see thru unless you've spent a long time in his company

Don't let his lack of perception kill you, cause he won't realise you're about to melt in your own sweat.

Incapable of being angry. Literally seems too level headed for it. Worst case scenario he'll give you the cold shoulder till he gets the opportunity to clean the floor with your face.

7/10 good brother figure

BROO THIS TOOK ME FOREVER and it's only the first two. But my perfectionist ass can never let it be 🥲 hopefully this will give me the right charge to start the fic fr lmao. Also, lemme know if there are typos, checked this 420 times and still don't trust myself lol

DON'T copy/repost my work. REBLOG instead! ©nyxthejinx

#Genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #pierro x reader #pierro #genshin pierro #capitano x reader #capitano #genshin capitano #genshin impact #genshin headcanons #gn reader #fatui harbingers #fatui harbingers x reader #fatui x reader #| Genshin Impact 🌓 | #| Nyx Writes 🌑 |

[lunearobservatory]

Okay I LOVE Wild magic Sorcerer Florida but also consider he's a dual class with levels in the Arcane Trickster Rogue subtype.

I can't decide if Loui would be a Circle of Spores Druid or Circle of Land Druid, but honestly Loui as a Druid is so goated.

New York as a barbarian is interesting because I would more consider TEXAS as a barbarian. I was thinking of New York as a Rogue or Monk.

California as the worst Bard ever is also hilarious. I think he's just waiting it out until he can take a dual class. Maybe he'll takes levels in being a wizard or a warlock.

OOH I see it yeah I see it HMMMM i have a few others as possible multiclassers so mayb Florida is a special lil guy (he has a secret he has a secret he has a secret im not gonna say what it is yet heehoo) as long as he's able to cause some chaos he's happy. I just... the surge table is so important, whatever else he is or does, I need him to have it

On my funny little ideas doc Texas is a (possibly minotaur?) barbarian hehehe don't you worry, that was like the literal first thing I put down. Get me this freak in a rage state !!!

WAIT A MINUTE... you may be on to something,,,, monk with a club (baseball bat) NY. LMAO ok ok ok. I'm writing that down I'm gonna play with that

I like California being a cringefail bard so much. Like. Honestly I said I have him as a wildfire druid but I am noooootttttt settled on it at all (it was a mostly haha fire joke recommendation from my brother who's a professional DM, he's helping me with this lol) and alsoooo that's kinda cramping louie's whole druid thing. I just think he should try giving bardic inspo and be like. erm !! 😀😀😀 yeah !!!! 😄😄😄😁 woo yeah !!! 😁🙂🙂 lets go gamers !!! 🫶🫶🫶 yeah girlie go get em !!!! What a fucking dweeb I want him to trip over his shoelaces that Florida tied together

SPEAKING OF LOUIE. WOAAAAHHH CIRCLE OF SPORES... HOLLLYYYY SHIIIIITTTTTT UR SO RIGHT. FREAKY MUSHROOM AAAH I wanted to give him sooommeeething to do with death but wasn't committed to giving him full on necromancy 🥲 that feels like too much, but fungal infestation is so fucking perfect for him WOWWIE AAA hell yeah HELL YEAH

#screams into my hands #alaska is a firbolg fey wanderer ranger with an antler faewild gift btw ermmh. yeah <3 im literally not changing that im sorry he has to be #lune talks #when ppl ask me things #lune thoughtfully considers a d&d au #i need an actual tag for it now ive done a lot more than just consider it #wttt #wttsh #ben brainard #welcome to the statehouse #welcome to the table #wttt louisiana #wttt california #wttt new york #wttt texas #wttt florida #welcome to the tabletop au

[sihakadan]

I did a thing and I am not apologizing.

My OC Vee giving bat dad the love he fucking deserves.

#arcane #arcane netflix #arcane firelights #arcane scar #scar arcane #arcane bat guy #bat guy arcane #arcane oc #my oc #he was a skater boy #she said imma see later boy #will i ever learn to properly color? #the answer may surprise you #it's no #my art

[luuxxart]

it just keeps happening

#sonic #sonadow #sonic fankid #silvaze #taiream #knuxouge #knouge #floyd the hedgehog #zeppelin the hedgehog #arcane the hedgehog #beetle the fox #queenie the bat #so all of these were solidly in the last post but now they’re just. yeah #floyd is the only only child here #i have made many more of these guys in the doodle margins of my feminist studies notes #i wanted zeppelin and arcane (who goes by a hero name of ‘the clash’) are just normal hero looking types #but i wanted everyone else to be like. punk emo scene #like . 2006 hot topic #beetle is also very solidly based on that one NIN Tails drawing #and yes zeppelin has an older brother named Lead

[alucarddear]

How does Alucard celebrate Halloween, if he celebrates it at all?

Note: Let’s say he does; let’s do some holiday HCs. Happy Halloween, you guys! In the word of Alucard himself, BOO!🩸👻🦇

[Modern!Alucard]

Candles. There are tall candles fitted in antique, passed-down candelabras everywhere!

Alucard’s favourite part of Halloween is decorating. Think… cobwebs, large realistic-looking spiders, BATS 🦇, fog machines, just enough “evidences” of sus activities littered around—ie, ritual circles, arcane and sus items, a couple badly-hidden “victims” and etc. I like to think modern!Alucard will also have a pet cat, most likely an all-black little kitty he rescued sonewhere. 🐈‍⬛🌙 Kitty definitely serves as a great decor too lol.

Can you imagine the fake pikes he will have staked outside his home? If he’s feeling morbid, maaaybe. :p

He adores(!!!) giving out sweets to children. He does NOT skimp on the good chocolates, that’s why his home is the children’s fave every year.

He dresses up as a vampire, duh. He finds it funny. (If he has an s/o, they’ll prob have the sense of humour to find it funny too.) It’s amusing how he doesn’t even have to try lol. He changes the era or theme every year though. Ie, last year, he was a modern-day vampire in a business suit. This year, he’s dressed in Victorian garb. Works everytime 💯. Effortless.

Can you imagine him doing “tricks” for trick-or-treating kids? They’ll be so amazed by his “special effects,” like if he hovered in the air for two seconds or something. It’s easy enough to create excuses for and fake it with strings lying around, in case an adult is present!

Overall, he’s a big holiday guy, especially if he has family/friends or a partner in his life. It’s one of the things he finds joy in because he lived a lonely, solitary life in the past. Holidays are not lonely anymore. They’re now something festive; something to look forward to. 🤍

#happy Halloween #modern!alucard #local-ragamuffin #castlevania #alucard #adrian tepes #adrian fahrenheit tepes #alucarddear writes #alucarddear headcanons

[tea-with-eleni]

This week on curse of strahd:

The leading theory is that the Abbott is an aberration. At least, that's what Ireena reckons. She had the convincing argument that he had to be an elemental, celestial, aberration, fey, fiend, or undead. He didn't seem like an undead, they know those pretty well by now. He doesn't seem like an elemental or fey. Of the remaining options, aberration goes pretty well with the fleshcrafting theme.

They did briefly throw around the idea of getting Ireena to bat her eyes at Strahd and tell him "Hey, there's this guy in the abbey who might rival you in power, maybe kill him?" and letting nature take its course.

They also have literally every sign that the next artifact is Sergei's sword and it is in the abbey's nursery. (Which, it is.)

I may have been a bit of a mean DM here, though: They saw Sergei's sword before it was broken, in a vision of Tatyana's death where she grabbed for the sword before taking her fatal fall. So they know it had a very distinctive crystal blade. (Sergei's spirit did hint that he wasn't sure of the sword's condition and that Strahd is very good at breaking things.)

Which means they are now looking, very specifically, for a crystal sword. A sword, with a blade, made out of crystal. That sword.

It's gonna be really fucking funny if I send them off on a wild goose chase into the mists or up to the amber temple or something because they used arcane eye, saw the nursery was full of rubble, and were like "WELP GUESS IT ISN'T HERE".

...guess time will tell.

#curse of strahd #dungeons and dragons #dungeons and/or dragons #sunsword #dnd #dungeonmaster problems #oh my players

[centralkvetchmonolith]

Jaz sent me a TikTokTM

This particular TikTokTM is a cover of "I'm On Fire", by Bruce Springsteen, which cover is performed by a 22yo with the thesis "dad rock and lesbian indie are essentially the same thing".

As is typical, I said something about the vibes which made perfect sense to me but was impenetrable to my conversational partner. This, uh, caused me to wax poetical about what I meant, which is ALSO very typical, specifically for when I am talking about Bruce Springsteen songs.

To wit: "Springsteen's sheets are soaking wet because of the sort of desire that bubbles up against the stifling heat of the waning summer; the restless kind that would drive someone out to the hills on the off chance that SOMETHING could happen tonight. Thea's sheets are soaking wet because of the febrile tossing and turning that one does in the first week the boiler is switched on for one's apartment; it's a desire that turns in tightening gyre and doesn't want to move but laments the lack of movement anyway."

Thinking this hard about something I'm already autistic about triggered the dreaded hyperfixation, and so of course I immediately started listening to all the covers I could get my gay little hands on via Spotify, and assigning them months.

Soccer Mommy is April: I'm not sure for what their desire burns, but maybe they aren't either Electrelane is late July: The mumbled drudgery of summer gains steam over the course of the song; by the end the energy that's been building slowly the whole time has bloomed in a revelry in the joy of desire, much like the heat that's been building over the course of the month & season. Bat For Lashes changed the lyrics to make it straight, and embodies December. There's an arcane quality to how she sings this song, like the plodding dark of the solstice. Her desire is to feel worthy of inclusion in winter, despite being so early in the meteorological season. Chromatics is February: The desire here is buffeted about between thaw and freeze; these sheets are soaking wet from sleety rain and the hope for what could come after. Gus Dapperton is FAITHFUL to the original, putting them solidly in September. Where it differs from Springsteen's song, it is with an eager energy that hopes for reinvention. Shakey Graves has the most inventive cover so far, netting June. I heard he killed a guy. The Staves is the band that Thea Grace was shouting out, but they're distinctly March. Their sheets are soaking wet with the meltwater of the very end of the month; their desire is cooled, but by the runoff of the love they already have - no need to chase after the unobtainable. Cassandra Violet's version sure is for a motion picture (Pig???!?); the energy here is all montage. I wanna say October? AWOLNATION is January; their desire throbs like the first tension headache one gets from a truly cold day. I'm starting to have trouble focusing (blame it on my ADD) and we're running out of months, so I don't know that there will be many more. Low is late October: The Halloween spirit thrums through this song like holding hands with a girl while you both watch your first R-rated scary movie. Town Mountain has August energy…it's finally another novel take on this song, though it's distinctly "bluegrass band booked some studio recording time and sounds nothing like they did at the house concert you saw them at" so I hesitate to call it inventive. OKAY LAST ONE BECAUSE THERE ARE LIKE FIFTY OF THESE: CLAVVS is May. No I didn't pick that just because it's the only month left. No I will not elaborate on my reasons.

Here they are in chronological order according to the Hebrew calendar, ya sluts. Thanks for reading this whole thing.

P.S.: Jaz sent me the video in the first place because of my literary analysis of Springsteen's work as transfeminine and sapphic (specifically butch); there's just something about the way he says "hey little girl is your d*ddy home" that feels less like male territoriality and more like the conspiratorial wink of a dyke hoping to see you in your own right. Too, the way the narrator's class fundamentally alienates him from the (married, wealthy) object of affection and (wealthy, WASPy) masculinity mirrors the fundamental alienation that a butch woman might feel from her (presumed straight, at the very least femme) object of affection and (wealthy, male) masculine aesthetics. Look at the music video! The narrator hopes for a moment of understanding even across these gulfs!! The object of affection longs just as much, just as impossibly!!! This too is yuri!!!!!!!

#kosher queers dot gay #bruce springsteen #i'm on fire #playlist #this too is yuri #my brain eufunctions

[katyspersonal]

Do you think the Snatchers and Bell-ringers are Pthumerians?

I definitely do! In fact, I believe Bellringing Women bit is hinted on by a description of one of the chalices?

Not only the looks, but also the fact that both Snatchers and Bell-ringers are exclusively found in Dungeons + connected with School of Mensis (whom we did figure HAD Pthumerians involved). Also:

While I was looking at Snatchers again for this ask, I noticed this super cool detail, that their necklace looks like a torch sort of...? And we know Pthumerians dabble in pyromancy + if Keepers of the Old Lords are any indication, fire - and setting your body and soul in fire - was sort of a sacred thing for them! Makes me wonder if necklace design is one of the tokens of that. Heck, their odd skin patterns might be burnt marks? Unusual color, because Pthumerians are still not quite humans!

(My headcanon is fire magic gifted to their kind by Wet Nurse that once was one of the crowlike Great Ones living on the sun but sacrificed like 70% of her body to help proto-humans to survive THEIR beast plague at least somewhat)

What also messes me up sometimes is:

There is clearly some heritage within Cainhurst! Annalise does recognise the meaning of that ring, too.

I personally do not think that pthumerians slowly evolved into humans on their own somehow? For me pthumerians appear to be sort of proto-humans, kinda like nephilim! They even have racial variety of their own - just skin that is bleach white and shades of grey, rather than beige and shades of brown. However, I do think that they are ABLE to mingle genetically with humans! My biggest hook is that Maria who looks as human as possible, can use fire blood magic that appears to be their genetics (at least / especially taking roots from Pthumeru Ihyll).

My lucky guess is that this line, the now known Cainhurst nobles, at least has had a long line of generations of pthumerians procreating with humans - only the strongest and the prettiest ones! - in order to weed out 'unwanted' genes and take the best from both species. Leading to a mixed line - super tall humanoids with very pale skin and permanent dark circles under eyes. Not always pale skin though, it depends on the region... But yeah, Cainhurst vilebloods had a LOT of arrangement I think. The royal people just tend to be like this about bloodlines :pensive:

These guys are also what gives me a hunch that pthumerians or humans or both were not really nice to offsprings that showed genes they considered 'unwanted'? Lost Child of Antiquity is a mob that is also found in Pthumeru Ihyll - so, associated with the line that eventually became Cainhurst vilebloods. Giant Lost Child is associated with Loran - they are only found in Nightmare Frontier (and stormy pathwalk to Nightmare of Mensis, which IS layer of Nightmare Frontier)... We did agree as a fandom that Nightmare Frontier must be connected to Loran, right?

So like, Giant Lost Children were disowned once they were born like this - and used in slavery it seems?? This is what whip lashes are? I think this also has connection with how pthumerians have gigantic variants sometimes - like giant Church Servants, or Shark Giants (my beloathed -_-), or the big guys in the dungeons with cannons and literal candles on their backs! This one might be result of painful birth mutation where it is mesh of human and this 'gigantic' pthumerian.

(But, I honestly do not have an idea what could have caused a mutation that makes you look rocky and have bat-like wings (undeveloped). I think Kin were involved though - there are themes of petrification from great blast of Arcane in the game (Eye Pebbles, Rom's "corpse" on altar, statues all over Upper Cathedral covered in dramatic manner as if they were creatures that ended up turning into stone, petrified people in Yahar'gul)... And it is Arcane-boosting blood gems that are grey in color, too. The closest to winged Kin we do have are Gardens of Eyes.)

I side-tracked but yeah, yeah they are pthumerians. Hell, I'd argue that Bloodborne Patches is easily mixed between human and pthumerian, just look at him closer!

I am yet to figure what did happen historically - how there are friendly pthumerians that do NOT act like zombies (like Chapel Dweller), what about pthumerians that seem to have lost their roots (like Logarius), why ones like Church Servants work for the group that has been actively raiding the dungeons where remains of their civilisation were etc? So many questions??

Though the gist of this I think, most remaining pthumerians have gone crazy from living far too long thanks to their unholy magic and rites, longer than what nature had prepared for them, but naturally humans didn't learn from history and attempted doing the same lol

#bloodborne #pthumerians #bloodborne theory #bloodborne headcanons #fandomry rambles #ask replies #it is very hard to not sidetrack and just say 'yes i do' without extra essay sdhdsfd trust me #(lol no it is literally not so hard i am just being myself) #i am not sure how humans OR pthumerians appeared though! #if doll's dialogue is of any indication moon presence might have had a hand in creating both #which makes doll's lines even more eerie #it is as if flora tries to passively-aggressively hint what attitude she wants from mortals through her #but yes i think they are able to breed together #and cainhurst decided to go freak mode on orchestrating a 'proper' bloodline because thats what nobles like to do #like you know the nobles? people that historically would even have children with relatives to 'preserve the purity of bloodline' #wow that went well....