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chuuyanakaahara · 6 months
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who wants to hear about my perpetually in-progress almost-but-not-quite original wip abt a guy named nickei who is kind of The Fucking Worst (died and came back wrong in and they put him in charge of a fascist governmental organization)
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kydv404 · 2 years
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Wanted to give Jay some funny slightly meta shirts
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p4v3 · 2 years
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my target audience is my partner @ollietheotaku i haven’t done lots of danny phantom art or been super involved in the fandom, so i used his headcannons
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ukelele-boy · 10 months
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This was the original sketch for this art. I headcanon the lichenburg scars from lightning manifest into those golden pottery lines on his true form and manafests into his physical form when he loses control of his emotions.
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ladynightlark · 2 months
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CFLDF Character Sheet:
Nezuko Kamado
Age: 14
Status: Human (Alive)
Ranking: Mizunoto
Kasugai Cat: Chachamaru
Male Calico Cat with Amber Eyes
Wears a Red Collar
Previous Slayers: None
Hair: Black with Dark Pink Highlights
Pre-Slayer: worn in three buns, each tied with small pink ribbons
Training: after the demon attack (and during training), cut short to just above her shoulders
Final Selection: hair becomes slightly more wavy, and reaches her waist again; wears it as a long side braid tied with pink ribbons.
Demon Slayer: hair is cut to a few inches above the middle of her back, with a faint pink highlight in light; wears half up, half down so her face is framed by two long strands; 2-3 shorter strands that are completely dark pink and puff around her ears are braided when pulled back, and the rest is left down; still has her signature pink bow tied on the left side
Eyes: Pale Pink
Outfit(s):
Pre-Slayer: light pink kimono with white/red checkered obi and a dark brown haori; has white tabi socks with black material tied with pink ribbons around her calves
Training: off-white/gray yukata with white triangle pattern and black pants; has white tabi socks and zori
Final Selection: white kimono with gold triangle pattern, black pants, socks and zori
Demon Slayer: slayer jacket and hakama pants with her pink kimono fixed to become a haori; tabi socks and zori with white leg wrappings
Accessories:
Magatama-like Pendant: yellow pendant with blue cracks spreading from center; tied with a blue cord around her belt (worn like a lanyard)
Special Markings:
Strange Red Scar on Left Side: a large marking that resembles either a flame or vine pattern; sits between her ribs and hip, and stretches from the middle of her back to her abdomen
Dark Pink Strands of Hair: during Final Selection, she is briefly struck by lightning (launching herself off a tree) and her hair starts turning dark pink
Scar on Left Foot: gains a lichenburg figure-like scar on the exact spot she launched herself off the thunder-struck tree during Final Selection
Breath Style: Thunder Breathing
Sword: Black with Dark Pink Markings like Lightning
Tsuba: Black and wheel-shaped
Hidden Talents:
Special "Sense": with humans, she can “sense” their auras, which typically allows her to feel what emotions they are experiencing and if they are lying; with demons, she can "see" into their souls, sometimes being able to relieve their human memories ***(Regardless of who she uses this ability on, she must be making physical contact with them for it to work, though there are a few special cases like with extremely powerful demons and hashira) ***(The full extent of this power is yet to be known)
Strong Legs: has abnormal leg strength that allows her to crack stone
Blood Demon Art: N/A
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envihellbender · 2 months
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Fic based on 11 from your Spotify Wrapped and any fitting TMA character/scenario
Oh no mine’s embarrassing. Teenagers by My Chemical Romance (I was feeling nostalgic. A lot.)
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Characters: Gerard Keay and Mike Crew
Content: teenage AU
Gerard stepped outside of Mercury Caves, his preferred metal bar of choice, and picked up his cheap, disposable lighter he’d picked up from Tescos alongside his pack of 20 Lucky Strikes. He hated the taste but they fulfilled the habit he’d picked up at 16. He preferred being inside, the loud, heavy music dulling his thoughts as the guitar solos set off something pleasing in his brain. However, he knew if he didn’t have a cigarette break every hour it’d get far too overwhelming. He was almost enjoying the buzz of city sounds and cold air as he began daydreaming, letting his mind wander as he stared at his scruffy old Vans trainers. The sudden noise and awareness that someone was standing far too close to him shocked him like he’d shoved his fingers in a plug socket.
“So why’re you so special?” A well-spoken voice mumbled from beside Gerard, the accent caused his hackles to raise more than the surprise. He had grown to associate posher vernacular with certain powers in London. The tattoo just below his navel burned into his skin as he began to feel sick, confirming his suspicions. When he looked up he did a double take at who greeted him. Despite how sure of himself the young man sounded and the arrogant luck in his mismatched eyes of two different blues he wasn’t that intimidating. He was short, coming up to Gerard’s chest, and skeletal as if a gust of wind would cause him to topple over. He had lichenburg scars marring one half of his face and both of his arms. Gerard could only assume they also covered his chest beneath his striped t-shirt.
“Who said I was special, kid?” Gerard retorted. “Why are you out here? Isn’t it a school night?” He knew the comment was childish but the surprise had taken away the best that his snark could come up with.
“I’m 17 not 12,” the young man snapped. “What do you care how old I am?”
“Makes you underage mate,” Gerard pointed out. He took another drag of his cigarette. He stared at Mike as if daring him to ask for one. “And although this place ain’t that strict about it doesn’t mean I won’t tell ‘em to card you.”
“Why would they believe you?”
“What you mean the regular or the new kid who couldn’t ride the tall person rides at Alton Towers?” Gerard snorted. The young man let out a growl and went to kick Gerard’s shins, he caught it just in time and stumbled a little to the left.
“I don’t intend to go inside,” the lad mumbled, looking up and down the street. They were silent for a moment whilst Gerard sighed and began to feel sorry for the kid who’d been dragged into all of this.
“So. Take it your Fairchild’s new pet?” He eventually forced out, trying to be as respectful as his defences would allow.
“I’m not his pet,” the young man scowled.
“But you can now make people get vertigo so bad they shit out their kidneys and he makes you call him Papa or some shit?”
“Doesn’t make me do anything,” he mumbled. “You’re rude. I don’t care for it.”
“Whatever, I don’t care for Fairchild’s special little guy hounding me. So I guess we’re even.”
“Why don’t my powers work on you?”
“Ask Papa Fairchild.” The opening bass to Blood and Thunder by Mastadon hummed through the door and Gerard put out half his cigarette on the wall. “I’m going in. Fucking love this song.” He got to the door and turned his head. “If you come in though I will rat you out, alright dickhead?”
“You know, just because I can’t get at you now, doesn’t mean I won’t. Remember the name Mike Crew, because next time I come for you, you won’t be hiding behind mummy’s little shield,” Mike spat before leaving. The jibe certainly sounded better in his head, but it was enough to ensure Gerard’s shoulders stayed tense for quite some time.
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wizardpigeon · 2 years
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Starlight has lightning/lichenburg type scars from the meridian and they glow when they use magic send tweet
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tumbling-darkling · 3 years
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DannyMay Day 14 - NEON
Sometimes the scars glow, and that’s when the ache returns and the memories threaten to resurface. It’s easy to forget pain sometimes, to think back and wonder why you thought it was so bad. But some pain is so vivid, that you can still feel the itch, the burn before it becomes unbearable, and the scars make sure that you never forget the lava that ran through your veins.
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oh-atlas · 4 years
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characters with scarring from their own magical abilities are so sexy and intriguing
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drabbles-of-writing · 3 years
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Four Years/New Age: Top 10 dumb things Luz has done/Amity has stopped her from doing
god there could never be a true list, it fluctuates from day to day and depends on if it was stupid in context or if it was stupid in general. i will however give u my best estimate at this time. this isn’t in like “best to worst” im just throwing out ones that were stupid ksjrhtk
1. Luz heard someone rose the dead zombies like a town or two over that one time and wanted to see if she could do the same. she was scarcely stopped before she could officially boast about being a necromancer
2. decided to play with lightning magic in the middle of a goddamn thunderstorm like that one lightning scene in TDP and, of course, got a nasty lichenburg scar out of it
3. Luz “if I don’t look like I’m trying to reenact Step In Time then what is the POINT” Noceda has fallen off of many, many roofs. Amity can almost never stop her and instead pretends she doesn’t notice when Luz topples into the bushes
4. there was a time the rebellion KNEW they were being set up for a trap but they needed to walk into it for an important mission, so of course Luz popped in and decided to taunt Warden Wrath and half the Emperor’s Coven to let the others sneak by. she got dogpiled in a scene reminiscent of that one in HTTYD and got put in a prison designed specifically for her. took her about a week to get out of that one
5. went “what if I try to play bullfighter with this small, very angry Boiling Isles animal with tusks” and barely avoided getting her hip shattered
6. was only just stopped from breaking into a military base two states over simply because she was bored and knew she could. eventually was convinced being hunted down by the FBI after just escaping the Emperor’s Coven wasn’t worth it
7. went up to the Knee on her own to find some trivial thing and ended up getting caught in a snowstorm. was later found face-first in the snow almost completely covered. only reason she didn’t get severe frostbite or died is bc Snowy saw her dumbass human face plant n went “yeah I should get help”
8. Amity told her not to go into some of the rebellion tunnels bc it was falling apart after a recent earthquake. proceeded to dead-sprint through them bc she didn’t feel like running into the Coven on the surface and had to Indiana Jones her way out of there
9. passed tf out in the woods somewhere bc she was tired and too lazy to keep walking home and got momentarily kidnapped
10. her favorite excuse to do stupid shit in the human realm is “legally, I’m dead, so” and her excuse in the Boiling Isles is “legally, I don’t exist, so” and every time she says either of those Amity’s fight-or-flight response gets triggered from like 10 miles away
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simplysparrow14 · 3 years
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So far in Volume 8, Nora has had severe scaring/head trauma due to her lichenburg scars, has been in a full coma/temporary coma (she did mumble that one time) for over 4+ episodes now and is in such bad condition that Klein has now put her on fluids with an IV Drip.
And now that Penny’s at the schnee manor, Mama Schnee suggested that Ruby, Weiss and Blake go get the family generator that all the way at the other end of the house, which will most likely leave Nora with a defenseless Klein (we don’t have any evidence that he can fight), a non-activated semblance Whitley, a drunk Mama Schnee and a soon to be watts-controlled Penny.
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On, and Cinder and the Hound are on their way to Penny’s location in order to get the maiden powers.
Absolute Joy.
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lieutenantcactus · 5 years
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Some Mane 6 redesigns I did for fun!
Notes below the cut
Applejack
Half Clydesdale, Half Painted Pony
Has the size, strength and feathering of a Clydesdale and the markings of a Painted
CM's a tree cause they're big and strong like her
Fluttershy
Half Deer, Half Pony
Is a trans mare (doe?), so she has antlers. Doesn't mind them, though they do get caught on low hanging branches
Is the green on her legs/in her mane actual markings or are they just permanently stained? Not even she knows
The sticks are for sure not a part of her body though (Her brother will have a heart attack if he saw it)
Twilight Sparkle
Dipping into my headcanons about alicorns, Twilight is a Royal Alicorn, thus she has two sets of wings (one set being smaller) and a halo (also a beard, but I always forget that part f)
More "Twilight-y" looking
IDK
Rarity
Darker coat (like the outside of a geode)
Decorates her horn with gems and junk
Fancy Earrings
Has prosthetic hind legs, cause why not (she's an inspiration to many with prosthetic, especially a certain little pegasus in Hope Hollow
Rainbow Dash
What a feral lady
Has lichenburg scars up her legs from working with thunderclouds (a hc I got from my friend cottonskittles on tumblr :3). They didn't hurt much and she thinks they're rad so w/e
Her "Rainbow" streaks are "Dashed" through her hair lol
Is small (better for aerodynamics)
Pinkie Pie
Is a pegasus in a family of earth ponies (very slight pegasus genes on mother's side)
Bows!
Has heterochromia (other eye is blue)
And a tooth gap!
Yellow, blue and light pink streaks in her hair are like streamers
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ladyramora · 5 years
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I really love you amnesia!zenos 😍! Could I request, perhaps, let's say haurchefant is still alive and well, maybe some HaurchefantxWolxAmnesia!Zenos? I could see haurchefant and zenos being into a poly relationship with wol or least maybe them both being flirty with wol and wol is just confused and flustered
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His lover is not home when it happens. Zenos thinks, perhaps, that it is for the best that they were not.
The man on their doorstep is pale and drawn, very much confused, and entirely naked.
Zenos is wary, of course. Not all guests that come knocking on his lover's door are welcome ones.
Still, first. "Why are you naked?" Zenos asks suspiciously. Was his lover expecting company? That kind of company? Company other than his own? Or was it meant as a surprise?
Zenos sucks in a hissing breath, eyeing the naked man unabashedly. He was rather pretty, was he not. Surely his lover's type, with little doubt.
Zenos would not mind sharing their bed with him if that was his lover's wish. His only issue is the lack of information about such an arrangement. He would like to know of any impending threesomes that his lover had planned. It took three, after all.
Ah, but the man seems confused. "Naked?" He blinks his pretty blue eyes, looking down at himself in surprise. "I... I don't... I was.. I'm not...?"
The man stops to gape at himself, touching pale, trembling fingers to a large scar stretching across his abdomen. A scar that looked like he had been pierced through and struck by lightning all at once, judging by the spread of lines in a lichenburg figure that stood a stark contrast against his pale skin.
Zenos frowns. "Are you all right?"
The man looks up at him, and his eyes are wet. "I... I was dead," he says weakly, hand still pressed to his scarred belly, fingers flexing like he wanted to claw at his own skin. "I... died."
Zenos tilts his head at him. That made two of them, then. "Well, you're not dead now. Tell me, what is your name?"
The man gives a tremulous smile at that, giving a half bow as he introduces himself. "Haurchefant. Haurchefant Greystone, at your service."
Right. Right, of course. Of course he was.
Haurchefant seems mildly intimidated as Zenos steps out to loom over him. "Hmm," Zenos hums thoughtfully, circling around him. Haurchefant is very much unabashed by his nudity, as he makes no move to cover himself even as Zenos examines him.
Zenos reaches forward, pausing momentarily at Haurchefant's flinch, and then offers his hand palm up instead. "Come. I may have something you can wear. We shall wait for my lover to return together."
Haurchefant seems hesitant, but ultimately accepts his hand.
"Lover?" Haurchefant asks in confusion as Zenos leads him inside, tugging him along behind him to his room.
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His shirt is large and loose enough on the smaller man that it could almost be an ill fitting dress. It was almost seductive the way the collar slipped over his shoulder. His trousers do not fit on him at all, never mind that Zenos had no belt to offer him.
He settles him on their couch along with a heavy blanket, as the Elezen man had started shivering.
"Do you like... tea?" Zenos offers. No, wait, what had his lover said he liked..? "Cocoa?"
Haurchefant looks up, covered completely in the blanket with his legs tucked close to his chest under the overlarge shirt lent to him. He smiles, bright and eager, and Zenos begins to understand why his lover felt so about him. "...Cocoa? Please."
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His lover returns to find Zenos reading a book, with Haurchefants head pillowed in his lap.
They gape at him. At Zenos. At Haurchefant. At the both of them together.
"Ascian?"
Zenos shrugs, responding just as hush so as not to wake the man sleeping with his head on his lap. "I do not think so."
He is ill prepared for the wounded sound his lover makes. The sight of their tears as they cover their mouth and kneel at his feet. Their face ilms from Haurchefant's own as they watch him sleep. As they watch him breathe.
Their hand reaches out, slowly, to brush a lock of silvery-blue hair out of his face and behind one pointed ear.
Haurchefant gives a soft sigh, but does not wake.
It is clear he had been through an ordeal, though Zenos had not questioned him much further before Haurchefant had begun to tilt sideways in fatigue. Not before finishing his mug of cocoa, of course - and when offered - Zenos's untouched mug, as well. A sweet tooth? Or mayhap just fond of cocoa in general, Zenos has yet to determine.
"Zenos," his lover says softly in a voice trembling with emotion, "Thank you for letting him in. For taking care of him."
Zenos thinks perhaps he should feel envious of the way his lover looks at this other man, but... He cannot help but feel satisfied at the raw joy that lights up their face. Their happiness was made his own.
Zenos captures his lover's hovering hand, leaning forward to press his lips to their knuckles. Accepting their thanks without words, for how could he have turned the elezen man away once he spoke his name? To deny his lover the glad tidings of a lost love returned?
Zenos was no fool, memory loss or no. Friends indeed, were they, but so much more than only that. His lover had loved the other man - still loved him now, 'twas plain - and Zenos would not be the one to stand in the way of such a tragic, - and no doubt romantic - magical reunion.
If he must needs share, after all, Zenos finds he does not mind it. Especially not with a man such as this who brought his lover so much joy to merely lay eyes upon.
This Haurchefant Greystone must truly be a man of worth. Zenos could not wait to get to know him as his lover knew him.
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His lover makes dinner for three, insisting even as Zenos protested. Stay, read your book, his lover had pleaded. Let Haurchefant rest.
Zenos had acquiesced with a reluctant sigh. He'd had plans for dinner, but he supposed he could put them off for tomorrow night.
So he reads his book, and out of habit from his lover's penchant for laying with their head in his lap, drags his fingers through Haurchefant's hair.
Soon the seductive smell of food is wafting through the air, tickling at noses and inciting appetites.
Zenos feels his stomach growl, and blinks down into his lap as Haurchefant rolls over into wakefulness with a raspy chuckle, blinking up at him sleepily. "I felt that as well as heard it."
He seems to realize his position then, and a flush paints his pale skin a soft pink. "My thanks, and apolgies, for the impromptu use of your lap."
Zenos gives a soft hum as he closes his book and sets it aside. "I hope you're feeling hungry. Knowing my lover, they have surely made a feast for such an esteemed guest."
Haurchefant sits up in a rush, smoothing at his hair. "Your lover has returned? Forgive me, I meant to greet them properly and thank them for the hospitality."
Zenos tilts his head, smiling knowingly. "No thanks are required, I assure you. My lover was - is -... pleased to have you as a guest."
Haurchefant seems surprised. Then flustered as he ducks his head and twists his fingers in Zenos's over large shirt. "Are they now? Ah, well..."
Anything else Haurchefant would add is lost as the master of the house leaves the kitchen, wiping their hands on their apron, "Zenos, dinner is ready. Will you wake-... Hhh-...Haurchefant?"
Haurchefant stares in shock.
His lover gazes back helplessly.
"This is your lover?' He questions to Zenos with strain in his voice. Zenos never understood the expression "with heartbreak in their eyes" until just now.
Zenos would put a stop to his hopeless line of thought before it has the chance to begin to upset his lover. "And yours, as well, I imagine."
Haurchefant gapes at him. "What? L-lovers? We were... Never did we..."
Zenos blinks in languid surprise. They had not? "My mistake, then. But surely one that can be made amended. I have little doubt my lover desires you so even now. I would not mind sharing should you be amenable to it."
"Zenos!" His lover cries, thoroughly delighting him with their fluster. "How did you..? I hadn't even... That was a conversation to be had later! Much, much later!"
Zenos smiles smugly. He loved it when he put together pieces of puzzles without any help. What a heady feeling, that stroking of his ego. He was brilliant, obviously.
Haurchefant is looking between them with wide eyes, mouth dropped open and cheeks flushed a lurid red.
He covers his face with one hand, shoulders shaking in laughter.
"Oh, dear heart," He laughs. "How I've missed you!"
His lover's expression shifts then to that soft, wounded expression. "Missed me? Haurchefant, I missed you!"
Haurchefant stands from the couch then, arms spreading wide as he walks forward. Zenos's lover meets him half way, grasping at his hands to kiss at his fingers with tears in their eyes.
"Oh, my dear. My dearest," Haurchefant says on a sob of a breath, and begins to cry in earnest along with them as he takes them into his arms.
Zenos was right. It is romantic, and tragic, and magical all at once.
"How did this happen?" His lover asks through happy, laughing weeping. Embracing Haurchefant firmly, but far more gently than they did with Zenos. Like he was delicate. Breakable.
Perhaps to them, witnessing what they had, in their mind Haurchefant was. A lover lost that had been returned.
Haurchefant shakes his head. "I know not, my dear. I fear I am just as in the dark as you are."
Zenos waits, only a trifle impatiently, for them to kiss. They do not. Only talking to each other in low voices, lost in the other's eyes.
"What was it like...? Where you.. Where you went? After?"
Haurchefant smiles. "Warmth, and light. And my mother. I was with my mother."
"Oh," his lover breathes, and looks so happy but also terribly sad. "Oh, Haurchefant. I'm so sorry. To have to come back here after knowing that, I..."
Haurchefant shakes his head, shushing them gently. "Oh, dear heart, do not look at me so. A smile better suits, no? My rest could not be full true knowing that you suffered still in mine absence. I had promised to wait for you, had I not? To be present should you ever have need of me. Is it not better that I can make good on such a promise now?"
He had meant to be comforting, surely, but that seems only to make his lover cry all the harder.
Haurchefant looks to Zenos helplessly. "Ah.."
Zenos sighs, stepping forward. He did so detest to see his lover upset. "Not to interrupt your touching reunion, but dinner grows cold, and I grow hungry."
His lover laughs, scrubbing at their tears with the back of their hands. "You're always hungry."
Zenos gestures to himself, "How else am I to sustain this body you love so? I would tire from your amorous attentions, surely, if I were malnourished. I must remain ready for ravishment at a moments notice. So, food, if you please, I must needs keep my stamina up."
"Zenos!" His lover looks to Haurchefant. "I do not," his lover sounds mortified, whispering furiously, "..ravish him!"
Zenos pouts. "Well, not now. But surely with another lover to contend with you can be convinced?" Zenos smiles at Haurchefant wickedly, eyebrows arched meaningfully
Haurchefant is looking between them, a delighted grin tugging at his lips. "I should think my friend capable of making their own decisions, bedfellows included. Mine own attempts at seduction had been less than fortuitous, mind."
Zenos crosses his arms. "And here I thought to have a comrade in arms for a satisfactory climax."
Haurchefant clears his throat, "Had you now?" Haurchefant looks to his lover - their lover? - in askance. "Should we make an attempt?"
Zenos cannot help but chuckle as his lover buries their face in their hands with a loud groan. Embarrassment was a good look on them.
"Can we please just eat dinner now?"
Zenos hums approvingly. "Yes. Dinner now, seduction later."
"Zenos, no."
Zenos smiles. Zenos, yes.
Haurchefant laughs. "Well, it has been quite a while since I've been invited to a threesome."
Now that was interesting. "Oh? Do tell."
"Are we really going to talk about threesomes for dinner conversation...?"
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drabbles-of-writing · 4 years
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Could you describe each and every one of Luz’s scars? How do they compare to Amity’s?
This took me all day to compile
--Third degree burn on the back of her neck, faintly in the shape of a hand. Belos gave her that one. She hates it the most.
--Lichenburg scar that starts at the elbow of her right arm and stretches up to the back of her shoulder. Luz had an unfortunate run-in with lightning magic
--The palms of her hands are a bit gnarled and rough, it’s from a lot of things. Climbing over rough surfaces, misfiring a glyph, trying to shield herself, etc.
--She has a dark nasty stitched line about 4 inches long that starts at her left hip and moves upwards. She got stabbed by a small-ish beast with tusks.
--*A lighter scar through her left eyebrow that stops just above her eye, and her eyebrow won’t grow around it, caused by Lilith when she first transformed and attacked her.
--Right over a main artery on her left thigh is a large circular-like scar where she had an arrow shot into her leg. 
--Couple of pale stretch marks on the backs of her legs and thighs from her rapid growth spurts
--You can’t see them, but there are a few healed gashes and rough skin under Luz’s hair where she’s smacked her head against objects (like the table in Necessary Needles) and gotten like. A lot of concussions.
--Luz’s got a thin scar over the right side of her mouth when her face was grabbed by some ass with sharp clawed hands and was too violent about it.
--*Crescent shaped scar right across where her throat meets her head. You can imagine how she got that one.
--Twisted web-like markings from her right foot that ends just above her ankle. Got caught in an acid spiders web and was lucky it only got her foot.
--You’d have to shine a light into her mouth to see it, but Luz’s throat is a bit scratchy and looks like she swallowed a bunch of ash. This is half from swallowing a ton of light spells and half eating awful and dangerous foods. It doesn’t really bother her, but eating and drinking feels a little funny now. Not bad or hurting, just different.
--There’s a long, dark stitch down the middle of her back, nearly over her entire spine. A Mainland witch gave this to her when she visited. It was for a transfer of magic and energy, but was certainly not a fun experience.
--Bite mark on her lower left arm from trying to sneak out in the middle of the night on a splintercat and forgot that splintercats are very grumpy.
--Large, jagged claw mark on her back that stretches from just below her right shoulder to a couple of inches above her left hip. Eda didn’t mean to hurt her, but she can’t help that her owl form is overly protective. Especially when, you know, she’s a bit disoriented.
--She has a wonky triangle scar on her upper left arm, a bit to the side. Fun fact: a cult carved that one out. Luz hates looking at it.
--Right where her chest meets her stomach there’s a small, circular scar. The same scar shows up just to the left of her spine. That’s when Luz got impaled through. She may have had to visit the hospital on that one.
--A bunch of tiny jagged cuts along her back, shoulders, upper arms and back of her legs when a bunch of glass shattered on top of her and she didn’t have her cloak.
--Large stripe-like scars horizontally across her stomach when she had to squeeze through a small space and stumbled momentarily, ending up in her dragging her skin along sharp objects.
--Rope burns around her wrists from being tied up. Often. Also that one time she was bound by enchanted ropes but We Don’t Talk About That.
--A line starting at her right earlobe that followers her jawline for a few inches, gained while trying to move through a thicket of thorns and scratching up her face.
--Sharp lines along her chest and abdomen where wires were wrapped around her and strung tightly. They’re actually one of her deepest scars, but aren’t as talked about because of how thin the lines are. Luz says the experience felt like being a puppet.
--Mangled scrape-like scars on the left side of her ribcage from when she was trying to cling to a roof but kept sliding and cut herself when she slid down very roughly and fell off.
--Spots of boil marks on her left knee and lower leg, plus some on the back of her left, untattooed hand and wrist. Got her leg scars when her leg was left uncovered when a rainstorm had started, but the hand and wrist scars during the sudden storm nobody saw coming and she was trying to rescue King.
--A scar in an X shape right over her heart. This one was caused by Luz, more or less. X marks the spot, after all.
--A sharp, pale scar on the left side of her face that starts at her jawbone and stretches up to her cheekbone. She got it from some human trafficker's who figured she’d be worth a lot of money as a pet.
I’ll probably add more one day, but for now, these are all the ones I’m going to give off. So, yeah, Luz has been through a lot.
As for Amity, she has far less. Her main scars are big claw marks on her shoulders and chest from when cursed Lilith attacked her, scars from wires around her arms and just below her elbows, and a small chunk of her left ear got completely ripped off from...an event she’d rather not repeat. Course this doesn’t mean they’re her only scars, but all others are either extremely small, faint, or eventually heal over.
No, I will not provide further explanation for any of these scars. Suffer until I make one shots about them.
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