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yulin-pop · 1 year

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- order 77 | headcanons | First Years (Housewardens too ig)

Ace Trappola

Out of all people— you have a crush on Riddle?! He silently judges you for this. At first he thought you were just playing around trying to get a reaction out of him.

He was in denial for a bit before noticing how every time you “came to hang out” with him and Deuce, you gravitated towards Riddle. You always hugged him when you saw him and after a while complete ditched your best friends for their housewarden!

Now Ace will never stop mentioning your crush on Riddle. You’ll casually be reading Romeo and Juliet for class and he’s like “You and Riddle?” Just to make fun of you.

He is definitely not supportive. You saw how he was at the beginning of the school year— just a little bratty tyrant. And yes he did indeed change, but even now how could you be attracted to him.

“Riddle is really sweet though. Say, will you help set me up with—“

“Hell no.”

Honestly he would understand if it was Trey or even Cater but Riddle is bottom of the barrel in his eyes.

What’s even more frustrating is that Riddle definitely likes you back. He is way more tolerant of you misdeeds than anyone else. Riddle is always asking about you to him and Deuce. Like, where you are and if you’re struggling on any subject. Such a caring boyfriend…

Deuce Spade

Ehehe, what? It was unthinkable for you to have a crush on Riddle Rosehearts. He wasn’t sure if you were joking until you had to prove you were serious.

“Riddle, do you wanna go on a date?”

“D-date? I’ll see if I have time…” He bashfully said.

“AHHHHH THEY WERE SERIOUS?!”

Deuce is supportive unlike Acey-Wacey. He supportive by default but he really wants you to think hard when you say you have a crush on Riddle. The heart wants what it wants, he understands that. He promises to be at your wedding when the time comes.

Make him the flower boy!!

Jack Howl

Oh wow. That’s all he really could say. You two were just walking to the library together to return some books having a small conversation until you said “Leona is so hot I want him so bad.” Like wow maybe a warning next time. He really doesn’t know what to say. He just gives you a look.

He knows Leona isn’t a bad guy and he is very much not against it but what does it have to do with him?

Apparently you like guys who act cold because you really don’t care that Leona seems not to have any interest. You followed him around and he kinda just allows you to.

“No way, he totally likes me back. He literally sent Ruggie away to spend alone time with me.”

“Wait, really?”

It’s kinda hard to imagine that you actually made some progress with him. He usually tells you if Leona is in a bad mood or where he is. And you run across the school just to say hi to him. Maybe true love does exist.

Epel Felmier

Damn he knew something was up! He didn’t understand why you always wanted to go to Pomefiore, you always used the excuse that you wanted to hang out with him but you didn’t really hang out with him. You hung around Vil.

You denied having a crush on Vil but he noticed you were being love-dovey about things and smiling to yourself. You were making it too obvious but Vil was making it worse.

Always doting on you and walk you to class in the morning or some times you walk him to class even if you get marked tardy. He always has to fix your tie and fix your hair. Epel thinks you do it on purpose so Vil will care for you.

At some point you stopped lying to him when he started asking too many questions about your relations with Vil.

“Okay I’ll be honest. I don’t like Vil.”

“Be fer real—“

“I love Vil!♡︎”

He’s never falling for your lies of “Can I hang out at your dorm?” ever again. He will physically kick you out of Pomefiore the next time he sees you.

He really doesn’t blame you that much. Vil is well known, rich, and pretty so it makes sense but he won’t forgive you.

Ortho Shroud

The only one that genuinely supports. He’s actually really glad it’s you since you’re his friend so he knows you’re not a bad person. There’s plenty of people who just want the money from the Shroud name but he knows that doesn’t matter to you.

He’s also just afraid that Idia would end up alone. As said before, a majority of people would try to get with him for the money. Trust me he will be your wingman throughout all of this. He’s always talking about how great his big brother is to you.

“Idia is just amazing! He coded a game all by himself.”

“That’s so cool!”

“Also Idia mentioned you today.”

“Oh my goodness, what did he say?”

He’s always setting you two up to see each other and make it seem like a coincidence that you too have been bumping into each other so much.

What’s perfect is that Idia likes you back too! Ortho straight up asked him, do you like MC one time and Idia short circuited.

“L-L-L-L-Like?! Nonononononono Ortho what are you thinking?! Some weirdo like me could never even think about a relationship with someone so cute and kind!”

“Ooo you’re blushing! Your hair is turning pink.”

Blushing, hiding his face, laughing, everything else. Idia tries not to talk about you but he’s always asking Ortho what you were doing today and such.

He has the wedding all planned out. He’s determined to set you two up. He wants one of you to confess first. Even though he knows for sure that it’s a mutual feeling, he wants you two to figure that out on your own.

Sebek Zigvolt

When you started spouting nonsense about a crush and how lovely he was, he just brushed it off. He wasn’t interested in your romantic life one bit.

He never would’ve guessed it was his young master that you were trying to romance. And unfortunately it was working.

He didn’t understand why Malleus came back smiling to himself or muttering something under his breath. He also started playing around a little more. All very positive changes.

At the same time you were blushy and talked about being exciting for night to come so you can meet him. Whoever that him is, hope he’s ready to deal with your silliness.

When you gave Malleus an invitation to VDC, Malleus was positively glowing. He was blushing and rolling around on his bed holding the invite like a lovesick school girl. Malleus was definitely in love.

Ace, Epel, and Deuce mention it later.

“I thought it was just some random dude. I can’t believe you were flirting with Malleus Draconia…”

He wanted to laugh, what an odd joke. “Are you talking about some sort of a dream?”

The three stare at each other than at you.

“That dude MC was droolin’ over was Malleus Draconia.”

Sebek immediately is engulfed with shock. He’s in denial for a bit until he looks at you and shakes you back and forth.

“You… monster! You charmed the Young Master!! You are a lowly human, you are in no way worthy of a Royal fae like Malleus! Do you hear me?!”

He’s super mad and his week is officially ruined. It tells Lilia and Silver about it and Lilia just giggles while Silver congratulates him on finding love.

Lilia thinks is cute how you fell first but Malleus fell way harder.

Now they know where Malleus runs off to at night. He feels stupid since it was kinda obvious if he just looked into it more. He just hopes that you will treat his young master right and he’s happy (begrudgingly).

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twst #deuce spade x reader #ace trappola x reader #epel felmier x reader #deuce spade #riddle rosehearts x reader #idia shroud x reader #sebek zigvolt x reader #jack howl x reader #malleus draconia x reader #leona kingscholar x reader

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hereforthefunnyguys · 2 months

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For the meme: 7, 8 and 12 for Joey, 25 for Tristan?

Fer Joey:

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

I like how we've all mutually agreed that in even in a universe where we can have tricolored hair with two separate textures entirely, Joey is still absolutely a bottle blonde with naturally just plain black/brown hair. Incredibly real of him. Also I like the dog symbolism I realize it was overused as a way to make fun of him but I'll be damned if that man isn't the human equivalent of a beaten-up street stray thats been recently adopted and isn't quite sure what to do with that but is taking the change of pace enthusiastically.

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise? LISTEN. listen. Joey Wheeler may be dumb, but for the love of God, he isn't stupid. Yes he may be a little easily distracted and has a hard time focusing in school, but he is usually shown to be quick-thinking when he's in a practical situation and adapts incredibly quickly. Plus, he seems relatively good at judging people on a dime; he figures out Rishid isn't Marik in literally under an hour of seeing him face-to-face.

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character? He is permanently on a Sleepover Roulette with all of his friends so he's only actually at his dad's house like... once or twice every week.

Fer Tristan:

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire? You know I am choosing Ryou. We see so little of it and yet it fascinates me. "That idiot! Did he wear the Milllennium Ring again?!" indeed. The fact that he seems to worry about Ryou the most when literally nobody else does is. Just. Theres so obviously Something going on there the problem is that they are just the most background characters to have ever backgrounded so we aren't shown whatever deep bond of friendship and worry for each other they're forming off-screen rip. Also I think "street punk vs. polite young rich boy" is an incredibly funny friendship dynamic.

#joey wheeler #tristan taylor #ygo #asks

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zakthefiend · 5 years

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Hana & Aradel

((This was inevitably going to happen. I did one where Saya met Ciradel, and next I’ll do Iwarela and Nana at another time. Here, we’ll be seeing how the chillest of the Warden sisters handles the kindest of the Renu sisters. @pebster made these characters that we’ve all fallen for, and I know she will keep making more great characters of headcanons of her own! I hope you enjoy!))

Hanarenu has often been described as the nicest person you’ll ever get the privilege to meet! Ask any who have met her! Not only could she help you feel better, but also give you sage advice on anything! Currently, Hana was tending to a garden of flowers. However, it seems the undead elf was going to be given something else to deal with today...

Aradel has heard of her sisters recent clash with a demon hunter. She laughed her ass off and said, “With how uptight you are, I’m surprise she didn’t punch you sooner!” Still, she loved her sister enough to go after the supposed “crazed” illidari. Doing some snooping, she learned that the girl had three sisters. One of which being much closer to her than the other two. Currently, she silently watched her target picking flowers and humming a song.

Deeming her not really a threat(I mean could you blame her? First glance Hana looks so nice!), she decides to approach the woman. She hopped down into a bush and walked to the young looking Kaldorei. “Excuse me young one, you wo-” That’s when she saw it. Her eyes. Despite Hana eyes and general emotions being calm and lax, the eyes themselves were a dead give away to what she was.

She was a death knight. A former slave to the dreaded lich king, who had nearly consumed the world into a planet of the living dead! The icy-cold look pierced into the warden’s heart like daggers, almost feeling a sudden frosty feeling running through her veins! The elf tilts her head, now looking confused. “Sorry? Were you talking to me?” She asked, wondering what the warden wanted with her.

Aradel collected herself, “Yeah, sorry. I wasn’t expecting the... Anyways! I wanted to ask a fer questions miss...?”

“Hana.” She responded, holding her hand out. “Hanarenu. It is a pleasure to meet you!”

So it was the person she was looking for. Plus she was unnaturally nice, which was something that Death Knights were not known for. Usually, the ones that she met anyways, were always dark and gloomy and always depressing. Kind of like Warlocks but less creepy somehow. Still, she wanted to at least be polite to the girl, especially after everything.

She shook her hand, taking note of her soft grip. “Aradel. It’s also nice to meet you too.” God this woman’s smile is so precious! I just want to protect her from anything and everything! She thought, watching Hana’s face gleaming with delight. “Anyways, I wanted to ask about what happened between your sister and my sister. You know, the little scrap that uh, broke out.:

Hana nodded, “Oh of course! I’m happy to clear up any confusion!” Hana was just glad that this warden approached her much nicer than the other ones. This one she felt like she could just talk to very casually!

“Right. First question: Who started the fight?” She lifted her right arm up, taking out a piece of paper and a small bottle of ink. Suddenly, a majestic great horned owl flew from the brushes, and landed right onto her arm! The undead elf looked at her with amazement!

“By Elune, it’s amazing!” She barely contain her energy after witnessing something so awesome! “Can I pet it after I answer the questions?” She asked, admiring the natural beauty that was this owl.

Aradel couldn’t help but smile slightly to her, “Him, and his name is karać. You may indeed gently pet him after the questions.” Elune damn me, she is not unlike a child! How does she make it come off cute?!? She thought again doing her best to collect herself. She plucked a loose feather from the owl, and dipped it in the ink.

Hana cleared her throat, and gave her attention to the Warden. “Saya threw the first strike, but it was the warden who insinuated it.” She wrote down the answer. “No surprise...” She mumbled, finishing the last word on the page.

“What caused the skirmish to happen?”

“It was the warden. Though, my sisters temper did her no good, it was the awful mouth of the warden that caused Saya to go berserk.”

“Lastly, was their any property damage and accidental casualties during the fight?”

“None. Unless you count the trees and possible forest animals that probably lived in them.” Hana thought about, and now realized that there might have been a very unlucky squirrel that got crushed in that fight. Now she’s a little sad.

“Right... alright. Thank you for the help Hana. Whenever Ciradel bites off more than she can chew, they always send me since I’m the only one with people skills in my group of sisters.” She then lowered the owl to Hana’s range. “I believe a deals a deal.” She smirked to her, as the owl tilted it’s head to the overjoyed kaldorei.

Hana gently pets the owl, getting a few coos from it! She absolutely loved feeling it’s soft feathery body down her hand. Aradel didn’t NEED to return as soon as possible, and it wouldn’t hurt to talk to someone who isn’t consumed by duty and vengeance...

The two of them would get along quite nicely actually, the two talking about infamous times with each other’s sisters. Hours went by, and the afternoon turned to evening! Aradel couldn’t stay any longer, but she did say her goodbyes before leaving. From then on, the two would hang out whenever they could, becoming pretty good friends!

#pebster #pebe-art #hana #hanarenu #aradel #night elf #night elves #nelf #nelves #kaldorei #death knight #wardens #world of warcraft #battle for azeroth #not my characters #not my ocs #not my art #my writing #zakthefiend

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powerovernothing · 7 years

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A little while back I saw that that the most lovely @sevi007 created a super wonderful post based around the idea of a crossover happening with Yondu and Peter based around the film Road to El Dorado.

Now, considering that’s one of my all time favorite animated movies, and the concept is just way too fitting for our Local Space Assholes that we know and love... well, honestly, I couldn’t help but get inspired and write my own take on this fantastic idea.

So, with that in mind, as well as knowing this is totally in honor of Sevi’s great headcanons, please take a moment and consider both Yondu Udonta and Peter Quill in an over the top scenario similar to the one of the film.

Imagine the two of them in the roles of Miguel and Tulio, but shift the plot ever so slightly so that it fits the world of the Guardians of the Galaxy.

Meaning that, while it’s still based on Road to El Dorado of course, it goes from two best friends searching for a golden city, to a father and son looking for great riches...in space!

And while that idea alone can totally create something hilarious with great dialogue, allow me to take a moment and discuss in further detail my own thoughts of what this grand Ravager Family adventure would entail.

(Lots of Yondad and Star Son crossover headcanon and fic under the cut! Prepare for a mix of many feelings~!)

~Both Ravager Father and Son pulling many a scam, as they often do, on some backwater hub on some equally tattered planet, to earn a few extra units on the side -- “’Cussa can’t have on’ too many units, eh, boy?” -- and having it go all so perfectly with Yondu at the head of said scams -- until Peter manages to set his eyes upon a particular holo-map of an unmarked planet being tossed into the betting pile. One that he, oh so surely, believes is indeed their massive ticket to massive wealth -- because when dealing with something that unique, why on earth would it ever be anything else? -- and thus completely forcing his old man into one final game to try his hand in winning their original earnings as well as the map to boot: “Pops, check this shit out! Look at it! Just imagine all the untapped potential! The mystery! The units! The women! It could be like our, I dunno, our destiny or something to find this place before anyone else! Possibly even our fate!” “Boy, if ah’even so much as believed in any’sorta idea o’fate, ah’wouldn’t be sitting up in this shitty bar with you tossing around loaded dice!” “Aw, c’mon, Yondu!” “Oh, don’tcha even start -- not with ‘dem damn eyes of yers -- aw, hell!”

~Them actually winning the game, without a doubt, and collecting the units and the map...but sadly ending up getting caught because of all their scamming done to the locals -- “Guess ‘that ol’ Ravager luck was bound to run out sometime, eh, pops?”/”Dont’cha go blaming ‘dis shit on me now, boy! Ya the one wanted the fool map ta’ begin with!” -- and thus, having to create yet another con just to get away with their asses in tact. Meaning, but of course, fake fighting each other all the way out of the bar and towards some amount of safety. Which looks almost too convincing to any sort of onlookers that aren’t sure what is teasing, conning, or actual truth when it comes to Captain and Star Lord. (But that’s okay, because sometimes neither do they.)

“Ya go an’ raise a boy ever since he was nutfin more ’den ah’ scrawny lil’ youngin, and what he go and do ta’ya in return? Give you loaded dice ta’ get’cha nabbed by’th law?! What kinda’ son would’a -- ah! Nova Core thank’tha stars yer here! Go on now! Arrest ‘dis embarrassment; drag ‘im outta ma’ sight!” “What the hell, you arrogant blueberry? I put up with all your crazy bull for years, and you wanna start shit talking me like this?! When you're the one controling all the cons in the first place, and just pullin’ me along for the ride! No way, arrest him! He’s the crooked one!” “Tha’ it, boy, I just about had enough outta yoo’! Ya and yer damn disrespect! If ya got any sorta scrote left’on ya, you would flash ‘em fancy blasters of yers, and show what kinda man you really are!” “A better man than you, obviously! Come on, let’s go! I’ve been wanting to do this for years!”

~Both of them escaping far away from the various aliens wanting their heads because of their tricks -- after all the blaster shots, whistles, and countless amounts of property damage ring throughout the bar and the streets -- as well as the Nova that has become too done with these two to ever be lenient ever again. And very ‘cleverly’ stowing away on a, what they assumed to be at the time, completely ship and having to escape from that in the end as well.

Because apparently fate -- “And boy, ah’really wish ya’d stop using ‘dat damn term.” -- just loves to take the piss out of them whenever convenient. So they end up floating in a poor, pitiful, half functioning escape pod in the middle of space’s absolute nowhere as wait for life support to give out. "Pops, you ever think that we'd end up going out like this?" "...Well, shit, lotta ways ah’thought our last moments would go, but nowhere near ‘dis humiliatin’" "Hah, well since we're probably gonna kill over any second now, ya got -- I dunno, any regrets, old man?" "A'sides dying out n’space with’cha, boy?" "Yep." "Pffft, hell 'course I do. One bein’ -- I ain't never had ‘nough credits t’pay off all 'em bounties an’ threats on all 'em planets." "My regret -- 'sides killin' over -- is that our most badass adventure, our most epic Ravager heist, is friggin' over before it really even got going, and ain't no one even gonna remember what we did! In this planet. Or in that star system. Or how many people we pissed off in that one..." "Prob’ly space exposure gettin' all up in these ol' eyes or sumfin -- but I figure I oughta let'cha know, Pet --" "Oh wait, don't tell me. Right before you die on me, leaving me all alone in this escape pod -- and first of all, how effing dare you -- ya gonna tell me something all sappy and heartfelt? Like, how you never knew jackshit about raisin’ a kid, but you did your best and in the end ‘I really came ta care fer ya like my own, Petey, and I don’t wanna leave ya, even though it’s mostly all my fault in the first place -- ‘" "...Al'rite 'dats it. I had this whole' speech all rearin' to go, but ya just had to go and ruin it. Well, fergit' it; ya ain't worth the breath. And it was damn nice too, ah’ll have ya know." "Yeah, yeah...love ya too, Yondu."

~The two of them eventually getting out of the pod, (After crashing landing, with a lot of loud swears, whistling, and throwing the blame around. Because obviously this is Peter’s fault somehow.) and even despite the super close call, Peter then realizes where exactly they ended up and having a sudden second wind full of adventure and excitement!

“‘Ey, boy, getc’ha ass over here and help out with this ‘ere pod! We gotta get it runnin...unless o’course yer wanting to make dis ‘ere yer second Terra --” “Holy shit, Yondu.” “Quill, now, I expect ya’ to answer me when I’m orderin --” “Holy shit, Yondu! You are not going to believe our luck!” “What are ya shout-- oh hell, don’tcha tell me that that is --” “We almost died like, way more times than normal, and got lost in space on top of that, but oh my God, look! We’re actually here! We found it!” “Ya still have that piece’a junk, after all ‘dis time!? And durin’ all that, you ain’t never thought about -- I dunno, grabbing a lil’ more resources!?” “Dude, get over here, look, look, look! You said so yourself, back at the bar --” “I reckon I said a’ lotta things --” “You said this place could be real, and it is, man! It totally is! And we are the first ones to find it! The riches! The mystery! The women! It’s completely ours!” “...Remind me ‘gain why I ain’t dumped yer crazy ass years ago?”

Outside of the amusing interactions that ended up leading to the Guardians versions of “El Dorado”, imagine for a moment how you could take this crossover idea and turn it into something quite clever and original! I’m sure that everyone has their own ideas -- but since I’m always the one who loves coming up with adventures for these two. How about for a moment, you consider this here: ~The two of them, after being on the Trail We Blaze for quite a while, and having to rely on each other’s expertise to figure out the map -- including Yondu getting annoyed at first, because how on earth did his son ever talk him into trucking through wilderness of an unknown world, and “Ya sure ya even know where’th hell ya going, boy?” -- eventually finding out the secrets of the uncharted planet. That being a long lost Centaurian tribe that automatically hails them both as Gods -- Yondu as the one that “Escaped His Chains” and Peter as "The One Who Carries The Light” ~Yondu being incredibly unnerved by this idea, mostly over Peter’s title, and when said, oh so stupid, son of his gets way too ahead of himself in terms of newfound fame -- “Petey, ya know that ther’ lil’ voice ‘dat folks have 'dat tell ‘em to quit when they’re ahead?”/”Uh, yeah --?”/”YA AIN’T GOT ONE, BOY.” -- he actually decides to go along with the wild and crazy idea of “Godhood”. Firstly, just to make sure that Peter doesn’t end up getting himself killed over all of this, and second because never had any warm feelings for his people; (And finding a full tribe of them isn’t exactly the most comfortable thing) so, if he can have a little bit of fun at their expense and also walk away rich...well, it couldn’t be all bad, right? ~Both Ravager Father and Son having to keep up their God like con for three whole days, until they can get some means of transport back to the Elector properly, and Yondu’s fun starting to melt away into full fledged worry. Because being around these people for one evening is bad enough, and obviously Peter doesn’t release what could happen if they are caught, and the repressed memories alone--! “No, seriously man, look at this -- having been hidden away for so long, aren’t you just the least bit curious --” ”Hell no, boy! Don’t’yoo even move so much’asa muscle!” ”Hah, Yondu, c’mon, ya gotta be --” ”Wha I just tell ya?! And look’atcha! Yer moving! You are abs’olu’ly moving! And I just said not to!” “Whoa, hang on, I just --” “Ey, ey! Stop, right now, Quill! I mean it!” “P-Pops, ya can’t be --” “I swear ta’th stars, that if you so much as move an inch, I’ll show ya just how many of ‘dem “Eat’yoo” threats I really meant! Just. Stay. Put. Peter!” “For, three, friggin’ days?!”

~Peter eventually escaping out from underneath his dad’s watchful gaze, and exploring the village all on his own. And in doing so, bringing music to the Centaurian children, and teaching them how to dance, oh so awkwardly mind you, but the concept just being very sweet all the same. ~The mood ultimately shifting at the end of the big adventure, because of a Centaurian slaver secretly being among the tribe. And him knowing who both Peter and Yondu are -- who they really are -- and thus believing that they would fetch an amazing price along with the rest of the slaves, and turning against them because of greed and selfishness. The exact same thing that originally brought both Father and Son to finding this place to begin with. And so, when that terrible truth comes to light, both Yondu and Peter end up throwing their original plans away -- because they may be a-holes, surely, but they’re not, as they would say, 100% dicks, and oh man do they really hate slavers -- and Yondu takes on the slaver single handed, while Peter frees the children and elders that had been captured and tortured while under this terrible Centaurian’s awful control. Meaning that, after all their greatness, the two of them end up being held as heroes among the people. Not Gods, but heroes. And somehow that just feels a whole hell of a lot better.

~The Centaurians going a bit further with their praise, and offering Yondu a place among their tribe because of how he destroyed the slaver with his own hands, and broke free all the chains that held them down. But Yondu simply shaking his head to their words, knowing well enough that his place is out there among the Stars -- with a certain annoying ass lil’ Lord of them right beside him as they both chart their own paths through the galaxy. ~Yondu throwing an arm around Peter’s shoulder, and the two of them walking away from the village with massive grins on their faces.

Not only because they make damn fine heroes when they want to be, but also during the intense battle, both Father and Son managed to take whatever the slaver had on him. That being a fair amount of credits that will keep the Ravagers going for quite a while, but also some rather interesting coordinates to a nearby Slaver camp.

“Ah’m kinda feeling up to a Free Em and Burn Em run; what’cha say, son?” “I say that you completely read my mind, old man.”

Because maybe Peter and Yondu enjoy the occasional adventure in space, and maybe they both end up getting on each others nerves when that adventure doesn’t go according to plan, (Or goes too well?) and perhaps they completely adore the idea of relaxing with endless amounts wealth underneath them...

...but by the end of the day, they still remain the duo that they’ve always been. The ones that care too deeply and loves too easily, and will willingly protect and save all that they’re able to, including each other, even though they would deny all the way to the grave that they’re nothing more than Ravagers.

And don’t you know that they don’t have a heart?

But even as the Slaver Camp burns down to ashes, and Yondu and Peter manage to grant freedom to the ones that were denied it, and begin their next big adventure together with the rest of Ravagers crew...you know that no matter what comes their way; they won’t ever change.

Freeing slaves, burning camps, getting drunk off their asses and taking the occasional extra unit when no one is looking, they still are the actual worse kinds of heroes that the galaxy has ever known.

...But isn’t that one of the mains reasons that we adore these assholes so much? ;)

#peter quill #yondu #yondu udonta #gotg #guardians of the galaxy #My Stuff~#Long Post~#Very Long Post~#This was originally supposed to be attached to Sevi's actual post.#But then it ended up getting too big.#And then my creativity started going all over the place.#And then that one little dialogue snippet ended up turning into this monster of a post.#And honestly I'm not sure what to consider this.#Fan fiction maybe?#Free Prose bullshit?#I'M NOT SURE WHAT THIS COULD BE CONSIDERED.#BUT I JUST KNOW THAT I HAD A REALLY FUN TIME WRITING IT OUT.#The idea of taking a crossover and twisting it to something slightly original is something that I've always adored.#So I couldn't resist doing something like this.#THIS ONE IS FOR YOU SEVI.#I HOPE YOU HAVE A FUN TIME READING IT!#YOU CREATED THE GREAT IDEA AND WELL I EXPANDED ON IT!#SO YEAH!#But seriously this turned out way different than what I had in mind.#I'm kinda proud of it in a way.#I hope you guys have fun reading it!#Lots of kisses to the fandom~ ♥

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skyrimpark · 6 years

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Mun Info Name: Wicked Age: 20 Discord: Timezone: PST

Muse Info Name: Eric Cartman Age: 18 Birthday: 1st of Sun’s Height (July 1st) Race: Nord Class: Mage Guild: Dark Brotherhood Brief History: Born to a tavern wench in some nondescript border town, Eric Cartman came from humble origins. As a bastard, he was for the most part hated by everyone, and as his magical abilities began to grow and become noticeable, the village shunned him. Due to this, he gained an antipathy towards them and his personality became quite twisted and cruel. One day, in revenge, he lured a horde of bandits over to the little town, and watched with gleeful eyes as they razed it to the ground. From there, Eric had a new lease on life. Free from the bonds of his home, he traveled Skyrim, going all the way to the College of Winterfell to further develop his magic. It turned out that he was quite the prodigy when it came to destruction spells, and so he quickly became a master in the art at the young age of 14. However, Cartman was kicked out of the school when they found out that he was delving into the darker aspects of magic. Spurned, he left Winterfell for good, but not before he had a strange encounter with a hooded figure… Intrigued by his magical prowess, the Dark Brotherhood took him in, and ever since, he never looked back. Headcanons: - He is quite the charming sort of fellow, but don’t be fooled by his manipulative guile, for he’d stab you in the back faster than you can say “I got shot by an arrow to the knee” - Eric is best when it comes to shock spells, and it was the first branch of destruction magic that he mastered before moving on to frost and fire. - Conversely, he is notoriously bad at restoration, and indeed if he were to every try to heal someone he would end up doing more harm than good. - He’s also dabbles in potions of the poisonous variety, but he is nowhere near an expert. - Eric doesn’t really believe in all of the Night Mother crap, he’s only in the Brotherhood for the money. Indeed, at the first sign of trouble, he’d be the first one to beat it if he thought that he could survive the inevitable assassination that would follow. - Doesn’t like Winterfell. Period. He thinks that they’re a bunch of smug bastards who don’t know shit all about what he calls real magic (read: magic so dark that it would make your skin turn inside out were you to ever witness it). RP Sample: A lone, shrouded figure was sitting in the bar, face shadowed under the brim of a large, pointed hat as he sipped at his mead. The wind outside billowed harshly, and winter was unleashing its wrath upon them, yet inside the shady bar, all was merry. The bard played a happy little tune, and drunken patrons danced along with scantily clad wenches rubbing up against them. They were loud, and brash, and bold, and it seemed like the night would never end. One of these drunken patrons, however, was louder and bolder than all the rest. “Aye! I say this, there are noe that can best me! Out of all of the mer of Tamriel, I am the strongest Nord who ever lived, Talos be praised-” “You really wanna bet on that?” Suddenly, everything froze. The mysterious cloaked stranger turned around on his bar stool, smirking at the crowd. The braggart Nord, not one to back down from a challenge, stood up from his chair. “Hahaha! What, and you think you can take me? You’re a little too soft around the edges fer tha’, laddie.” An eyelid twitched in the dark, but the man under the hat was all smiles. “Oh, you would be surprised to know just how much I can take.” The boastful drunkard scoffed. “I wager that you wouldn’t last ten seconds in a fight against me, not even if I tied both hands behind me back!” His smile grew crooked. “Well. Since you’re so sure, how about this: I will give you ten seconds to knock me to the floor. I won’t raise my fists, or attack you, or anything like that. You, will have free reign.” His feet hit the floor. Red eyes stared down the Nord, and an ominous aura hung live a pall in the bar. “However, should you fail to defeat me… I am within my rights to beat you within an inch of your life.” “Please, you’re all talk and no bite. It will be a pleasure to send you to Sovngarde! Too inebriated to sense the danger, he swung a fist in the stranger’s direction- Only for his target to disappear from his view. “Wh-what? How can this be?” A whisper slithered into his ears from behind. “You have five seconds.” He pivoted around on his heels. “You- you coward! Come back here- ack!” “Pity. I would have thought you’d at least get a scratch on me. Where’s all that brash confidence now?” The man, head encased in ice, had little to say about that. “Oh well. I suppose I’ll be off. You guys have a merry old time now.” Contract fulfilled, Eric Cartman faded into the night.

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