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tiredstressedemotionalmess · 1 year

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me thinks, just maybe, you should totally share your fab four characters hcs (specifically ones ab their appearances) 😇 also i just rlly love headcanons

GDJGHJGDJHD THIS IS SO FUNNY I LITERALLY HAVE LIKE. WRITTEN IN MY NOTES APP ALL MY MAIN APPEARANCE HEADCANONS AND STUFF AND I WAS GONNA SEND YOU SCREENSHOTS EARLIER BUT I TOTALLY FORGOT GHGHDHGD so anyways im just gonna copy/paste my word vomit (plus added commentary as i reread this) here lmao

(also just a quick little thing, i have far too many hcs for these fucks, some of which contradict each other bc it kind of depends on what setting/story im thinking about these characters in. things like gender and pronouns change a lot too, so im not even gonna try and catalog all that shit. just know they are all Gay and Trans and only party has "consistent" pronouns bc they always use they/them, but i might add others in if im feeling spicy. the lack of canon material is absolutely wonderful for my creativity, so this is just like. a collection of the things that remain the same across the majority of my mental images of them lol)

Jet Star: no surprise here, his hair is very textured! so many curls!! i see the curls as a bit looser, not super tight or packed together but still like, well defined yknow? i envision him with fairly dark skin as well and, playing into the whole star/space association i have w/ him, i feel like he absolutely loves body glitter and, like, sparkly eyeshadows and shit (he doesn't wear it *all* the time but he'll put it on for a party or something and then just let it rub off over time. needless to say, there is glitter fucking all over his room). also, he fucking LOVES jewelry! just wears SO many bracelets and necklaces and shit (more bracelets than necklaces but there's still a lot of both). this was more of a ttid specific thing, but i think ive gotten so used to imaging him with a huge fucking scar on/around his neck, that its sort of bled into my regular interpretations of him so that's there as well! also, he wears an eyepatch PURELY as an aesthetic thing bc he thinks it makes him look cool and it switches eyes constantly but he denies that fact whenever people point it out! (that is until he actually *does* get his eye fucked up. some exterminator noticed how the patch's location would change, thought it would be funny to give it a permanet placement).

Party Poison: SO MANY FUCKING TATTOOS I'VE WRITTEN A POST ABT THIS AND I COULD HONESTLY WRITE A WHOLE FIC ABT IT I JUST- THEM. INK. COLORS. FUCK. love the idea of them with long hair, too. they usually keep it shaggy and just a *tad* bit longer than shoulder length, but i feel like they'd only cut it when they're in jusssst the right mood so it'll tend to grow out for months, get really long and start to reach their mid back, and then they'll get annoyed and finally chop a shit ton off when they're bored at like 4 am. also, this has nothing to do with appearances but they get fucking terrible and frequent migraines, purely because i get terrible and frequent migraines my only hobby is projecting my problems onto these gay fucks :D (also could so write a fic abt that and how it effected them it the city/their conflicting feelings about taking pills to help with the pain once they get out to the zones... hmmm...) the fucker also has sharp as hell teeth! canine especially! idk why they just do. kobra does to (snake siblings go brrr) but party's are noticed more often because they tend to talk a lot more/loudly and smile wider than kobra so people notice it on them more. im also a big fucking fan of android party so sometimes they are robot to me :) if they aren't robot, then they usually have some type of prosthetic limb in my brain (usually an arm idk why and idk if that's gonna be in ttid but yknow. we ball). they also really like lipstick, and they've got a large collection of practically every color imaginable

The Kobra Kid: okay so like i said before, sharp teeth! snake boy's got fangs!! he's also got heterochromia (ooo city trauma from being Different time!! there was definetly talk of surgeries to "correct" his eyes when he was younger and it was becoming more noticeable, but party always fought the adults on it, said he was too young, it would be too expensive, shit like that. worst came to worst, they'd get into some trouble to distract from the issue for a bit). anyways, i think the kid's naturally blonde, but not *that* blonde, yknow? like he gets out to the desert an the sun makes it a bit lighter and he falls in love with the idea of it being fucking BLONDE blonde, so he totally steals party's leftover bleach and just fried the absolute shit out of it. also, fuck it, i only thought of this just now but im incorporating it into everything ever; he dyes a streak in the front the same red as poison. (i like the idea that joys close to each other will dye their hair the others favorite color or the color that they have their hair as. and they're brothers!!! he loves his sibling!!!! he gets a re streak fuck you i can do what i want :]) uhhh other kobra things, oh! the world is a bright, bright place, and my man wears sunglasses constantly, even indoors, to Cope (again. projecting.) and yeah maybe he wears them too so he's harder to read/looks more badass, but really its just bc it fucking bright out man. OH AND PIERCINGS FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT THE PIERCINGS HE'S GOT SO MANY MOSTLY IN THE EARS BUT EYEBROW AND SEPTUM TOO AND OF FUCKING *COURSE* MY MAN HAS SNAKEBITES FUCK (one again might be projecting here but i love piercings and he'd look cool with them so he has them) also just thought of this but his nose is Fucked Up omg he gets punched in the face so much

Fun Ghoul: Scar :] he makes the most animated facial expressions too, and he's got these big fucking bright green eyes, and all that combines with the scar kind of freaks people out and he fucking LOVES it! he laughs at literally everything, too, especially when he's feeling nervous or super energetic. his adrenaline gets pumping and he's just cackling like a hyena. anyways, his hair is so fucking dark like *inky* black, and he's never heard of a shower a day in his life so my guy is greasy as all FUCK. his hair is just so fucking shiny and stringy and jet absolutely yells at him constantly trying to get him to WASH HIS FUCKING HAIR. it's longer than poison's, but not by a lot, and he ties it back a lot especially when he's working on projects and shit. he's cut it if he didn't hate it so much when it's short. his skin tone's also like a medium dark-ish, and i think he has a few tattoos but not nearly as many as party (his are all like super meaningful and related to like, late crew members or phoenix witch/religious things or mementos of super important moments in his life. (part of him hopes that, if the battery ever does get him and they steal his mind and memories away, the ink in his skin will help him remember who he truly is). he's got a lot of burn scars too (bombs and shit)!! not most aren't super severe, but they're visible in a lot of spots. he thinks it looks cool. fucker not only paints his nails, but he paints everyone else's too whether or not they're aware of it at them time (he gets bored and does it while they're sleeping lmao. party loves it, kobra's indifferent, jet pretends to get pissed off bc it makes ghoul laugh but really he thinks its sweet). also a fan of him with prosthetic limbs but i haven't really thought about that all too much yet.

#asks #killjoy headcanons #danger days headcanons #my headcanons #party poison #fun ghoul #kobra kid #jet star #so yeah! that's generally them!#so yeah! that's generally them! i think about them far too much and i could probably write a whole book about them- OH WAIT #lmao #i think gerard should hire me tho tbh i could write a comics run about them and it'd be so so so good please mx way just give me a chance-

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cebwrites · 2 years

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trans claiming anon again! I'm glad my asks are going through! the weather's finally cooperating so yay! I get if you don't answer the full Sanji ask since you answer the inquiry (can't remember fully what I typed since it was sent at like 2am lol)

ok ok more queer headcanons cause I'm obsessed! Mihawk, oh our ravishing gothic loner, is absolutely not straight! Mr. open ruffle shirt in throne by fireplace. I sincerely view him as demi/bi, he needs a full connection and time before he ever even leans near anything romance! his attraction is anyone that doesn't grate his nerves! also purple color pallete pride flags auto associated with him lol most likely to have a husband though cause I wanna be that husband pfffft

his relationship would be like Gomez & Morticia Adams cause the line, “Look at her, I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way, what bliss.” about his partner cause let's face it there's no other way that man can woo his partner of few or many years. him and his partner against the world government!

plus side note I want him to have a floral tattoo, its what he deserves

clearer weather wheeeew 💕 (bigger reply under the cut <3)

mihawk? straight????? he'd take that as an insult lmao yeah you get it!! i like to hc mihawk as largely leaning mlm but ohh the demi one!! i don't actually know a lot about that (i've read up on a decent amount of stuff for research but it never feels like i know enough to actually implement it lol), i've been flip flopping between making the law in my verse demi or not bc i worry about portrayals 😭

demi mihawk does sound like it'd make sense!!! he'd need to build up a long rapport with someone, probably over the course of a few years because he's so god damn elusive lmao but somehow the sea always brings him back to that one person he's fine with letting in and tells himself it's just coincidence until he can't deny those feelings anymore 🥺💖 (all his uncertainty would be internal, he'd never show it to his love in the moment but once they're comfortably together he'll admit it while kissing their hands in the early mornings or late at night before they go to bed, but also any feelings he has going forward will be up front with his love because they're in a relationship now)

i'm on the fence about mihawk having any sort of body mods (the whole 'swordsmen and scars' thing) but oooo that does sound cool 👀👀

#cebask

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nosignalformiles · 2 years

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Name: Valentine Raleigh

Nickname: Very close friends can call him Vali

Age and Birthday: Equivalent of mid to late 20s, but court fae grow so dang slowly.

Height: 5ft11

Pronouns and gender: Fine with any but defaults to he/him, guy

What they are: Court fae

Style and Appearance: Suits, but not suits in the monochromatic commuter way. Unique, color, patterns, shimmer and texture. Very much a ‘everything is custom made and he comes from money but doesn’t he look just cool as hell?’ sort of look. His non glamoured appearance includes red deer antlers, horizontal pupils, pointed ears, and patches of red and yellow lichen along his sides and back.

Piercings and tattoos: No piercings, but he might wear cuffs and other jewelry that can look like he’s got ear piercings. Has deer head whose antlers frame a simplistic version of the royal court building, the deer’s antlers are also blossoming and made of wood.

Scars and distinguishing marks: No scars, no marks. Even in his actual form. Defnitely none in the glamour.

Sexuality: Fae concepts of gender and sexuality don’t easily fit here, but let’s go with pan for simplicity’s sake.

FC: X

Personality: Ambitious, focused, even on tasks that seem kinda small or silly, so don’t play games with him unless ready for hyper-competitive nonsense, compassionate and empathetic in general, but also kind oblivious in a slightly self-centered unaware rich kid way. Like if he sees something he’ll get it and help, but he’s not going out of his way to find people who need that help, cause he’s got other stuff to do and it doesn’t even cross his mind. (Has the privelege of not having to engage, but when he is, he’s caring and focused like with anything else)

Abilities: Court fae magic - glamour style control over his appearance. Magical ability to influence decisions and thoughts. Real ass strong. Heals damn quick. Court fae were literally seen as gods at one point. Control over plants, weather, any number of other magical skills he can learn if interested. He’s also proficient in Excel.

Weaknesses: Not many. Iron is about the only thing. He will take visible damage, but he wont feel it unless it’s extreme, and heals almost instantly. Very strong magic could weaken that healing, and harm him. But royal line court fae are so yoked when it comes of powers they don’t even bother using pseudonyms. It’s a power play, even if you have their name, lets see you do something with it.

Links: Headcanons - Media - Fun Stuff - Playlist - Music - Threads

Other bits and pieces:

As alluded to above. Not just a court/old fae. This guy's a dang prince. Not of one of the main seasonal courts, but a smaller one. He put himself in, essentially, exile, in order to protect a friend and do some groundwork.

Currently works as assistant to the mayor of Wellspring. There isn’t an official deputy mayor, but he’s essentially that.

Might be planning a coup. Who’s to know?

Best friends since childhood with Tadhg, whose father was Valentine’s personal guard as a child, and head of guards by the time they were teenagers.

Lives in a larger home towards the edge of Wellspring’s main body. It was built via his own magic, and mostly tries to echo the organic, curved, and light architectural style found in his home court.

He doesn’t want perks because of who he is.... except he does. He just doesn’t want them obviously to be because of it. No he didn’t get a good job because of who he is, it was obviously because he was good at networking and negotiation.

Long form backstory and bio:

As far as fae courts go, his is pretty small. It’s one island. It’s fae realm anchored location is warm and arid, with some areas of what we might call Mediterranean forests or scrub. The only problem is, it exists in an area with a thin veil between worlds, allowing it to sometimes be seen and accessed by humans. At first this was fine. Beneficial even. Humans left them alone and were respectful, even started seeing them as gods living on a vanishing island in the fog. Of course, human morals and perspective changed, and suddenly it became a haunted evil place and anything you met or saw there was dangerous.

They even tried attacking and invading a few times, to prove they weren’t afraid and how strong their belief was. It never went well. Still left a very ‘humans suck’ aftertaste in the court’s mouth though.

All of this was centuries before Valentine was born. The oldest of three kids, Valentine was absolutely raised in the lap of luxury. Not that he’d see it that way considering how many hours of constant training and classes and shadowing his parents while they worked he’s been put through since birth. Not to mention, the isolation from everyone but his family and trusted members of the court. No school, no chance to explore, etc. It’s not like he’s naive to the larger world because of this sheltering, he’s probably been taught how to deal with it better than people who grow up in it.

Tadhg was the only friend his age that Valentine was ever allowed to have. Even as a small child. There were visits to and from other courts and he’d meet kids like him, but those were brief, and way too often had parents nearby watching and judging if it’d be a good match. Tadhg? They never cared. And because of his dad’s trusted position, Tadhg was allowed to be there. Even better, Tadhg knew all the little shadowy corners and ways in and out of the court, into the surrounding town, and right to the cliff’s edge to look out over the strait and see the human island.

For years they got to run around, and Valentine even argued with any tutors and masters that Tadhg got to stay for classes as well. They were inseparable. Then they hit and age where education and work became less ‘setting a foundation’ and more ‘welcome to the rest of your life’. Tadhg was dragged off to train to be a knight and guard, while Valentine was put through the ringer of everything necessary to rule. Sometimes this did bring them back together, Valentine needed to learn to fight after all.

His twin sisters were born around here, with an equivalent of 13 years age gap. He didn’t see them much, all it really meant was he got less time with his mom. She was more practically involved in the day to day of hearing petitions and being the ‘heart’ of the court in the eyes of most citizens. Always emphasizing the importance of giving a shit and recognizing that nothing important separates anyone there, so be compassionate. Plus, if they like you, less chance they’ll decide things would be better without a royal court.

Vali excelled at basically everything he put his mind into, he was genuinely loved and looked up to, even as a teenager. Never hesitating to get involved, helping wherever he knew he was needed. Of course, he also excelled at getting into trouble with his dad and escaping duty when he didn’t want to deal with it. Still knowing all those shadowy corners and hidden passages to get around. Usually with Tadhg in tow after the young knight was sent to find and retrieve him.

This is how they went from looking out across the sea to Valentine trying to talk Tadhg into backing down, and playing watch as Tadhg started venturing off the island. The king - Rhodric - had a well known hatred for humanity and fraternizing with them. The closest they got to interaction was a formal hunt.

I’m not going into detail on this because it’s not Valentine’s story, it’s Tadhg’s, but the secrecy didn’t last. They got caught. Of course Vali wouldn’t be punished in the same way, he was a prince after all, and wasn’t the one who left the island.

After Tadhg was transformed and banished, Valentine did his best hunt disruption with the help of his young sisters and two of his tutors, including the new head of guard, to make sure the planned wild hunt wasn’t able to find their quarry.

He walled up to his dad after that, and stopped being involved in the more outgoing aspects of ruling. Leading to a lot of speculation that he wasn’t allowed to leave the court even with supervision, and that Rhodric thought being around other fae of the island would ‘corrupt’ him further. As well as some wild speculation about Tadhg and Valentine being in love, and Rhodric having Tadhg killed after finding out, so now Vali is on close watch until they find a suitable match. (Not a gender thing, to be nice and clear, same as with Iona - Valentine’s mom - not being the head of the court. It’s based on who was in line to rule there, and someone’s parentage/status. They might be a classist nightmare, but at least they aren’t homophobic?? - this is a joke in case anyone can’t tell)

Valentine threw himself into magical studies. Not unheard of, or frowned upon for a ruler, it only spoke to him being more academic and less physical in how he’d likely deal with problems in future. Of course, the only reason he dd this, was to learn as much as he needed to, as quickly as he could, to undo the spell put on his friend and get them back. In his mind, if he was going to be a king eventually, it meant righting the wrongs his dad had done.

It was years later, even in the fae realm, Valentine was well into adulthood, when he learned what seemed like enough. With that information, he made it abundantly clear, publically during open petitions and court proceedings, what he was doing and why. Loudly calling the king cruel and unjust, and then declaring he was leaving. Of course Rhodric tried to stop him, but Iona helped him get out. She even helped him further, but that’s in Oriol’s bio.

Earth was a culture shock. Blending in was easy enough, he knew how to act, what to do, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t A Lot to deal with. Lucky, really, that he met Oriol shortly after tracking down Tadhg. Because Oriol just so happened to know about Wellspring, and just so happened to have a connection there.

Valentine sees working with the mayor in Wellspring as practice, not different than what he was doing back home. More petty, more human and modern complaints, but ultimately no different. The current mayor is also incredibly corrupt but ultimately pretty harmless. Doesn’t mean he isn’t planning to take the office over next election. He’s spent the last few years learning everything he can about the town, how the magic that created it works, how it’s connected, how people find it, everything. This includes Cyren. He’s one of the few people aware of what Cyren is, and is actively working to find a way to get the magic to sustan, while freeing him.

Only known to Tadhg and Oriol, is the fact Valentine has also been testing the waters back in their court. Finding citizens across all levels who are dissatisfied with the state of things, making sure they know they have options, if he has support. Laying whispers and groundwork for a return.

Until then he’s fetching coffee, pouring over budgets, and listening to property line disputes while enjoying a chance to be just another citizen. But he’d still like it if he gets free stuff and attention sometimes cause come one, don’t you know who he is?

#headcanon valentine #muse bios

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mixelation · 3 years

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fuck it. Kakashi/Karin platonic soulmate bullet point fic.

this is a "marks on your body appear on your soulmate's body" AU. that means both cuts & writing & tattoos will appear on your body as long as your soulmate has them. you can sense/feel it happen, but it's more like a skin-tingle than the actual sensation your soulmate is having. so if they cut themselves real bad, you'll see where the cut is & what size/shape it is but it won't hurt and it won't bleed or affect you. it will fade when it heals on your soulmate, OR just be there forever if it scars.

it also doesn’t work retroactively so karin doesn’t get any scars kakashi had BEFORE the soulmate bond formed and vice versa

i thought about obito being Kakashi’s first soulmate but then I remembered OBITO DOESN’T ACTUALLY DIE AND KAKASHI WOULD DEFINITELY NOTICE. but also someone (not me) should write “obito is soulmate-texting kakashi all the while he’s in the cave”

this is ALSO an AU where you get your soulmate at some time in your life when both you and your soulmates personalities are somewhat “settled.” for most people this happens around puberty but i’m going to say Karin gets hers after that horrifying scene where her mom dies and then karin is forced to take her place. she’s 9 so Konoha is recently post-uchiha massacre

kakashi is a dumbass so when he starts getting skin-tinglies followed by weird-ass bite marks her goes to the hospital. he’s like “....but why bite marks?” and the medic is like “obviously because your soulmate is getting bitten, dumbass, i thought you were a genius?”

kakashi is determined to ignore the problem for a while but the bites. don’t. fade. and they’re all different sizes, so they’re front different people? WHAT IS GOING ON

in this type of AU there definitely exist pens that are designed to write on your skin and then wipe off real easy to facilitate soulmate-texting, so kakashi buys one, takes a very deep breath, and just writes, “hey”

karin doesn’t answer for several days but when she does she also writes, “hey.”

Kakashi is just: okay. yes. okay. this is good. we’re making progress. this is getting us somewhere

He writes: sup.

Karin, hours later: nm. you?

Kakashi ghosts her for like a month because he’s allergic to feelings

they start talking for real when he gets a really nasty burn on his torso on a mission and under it Karin writes with a little arrow, u good bro? and kakashi replies, absolutely not. lived tho

the hospital is REALLY boring so they start playing tic-tac-toe and Kakashi figures out Karin is doing this while equally bored in class.

they sort of talk about stupid stuff and he doesn’t ask about the bites but he does glean that she’s a ninja and a literal child and he’s just like. christ. what is he supposed to do with these feelings

Kakashi continues to not have a deeper conversation than complaining about mundane stuff like burning his dinner and conversations about, like, whatever romance novel series Karin is reading (which Kakashi goes and buys a copy of because he’s not going to talk about icha icha with an actual child, but he likes this sort of stuff and he’s okay with reading Ninja Twilight or w/e) and while ALL THIS IS HAPPENING he’s also very sneakily interrogating her to figure out where she is.

like he’s not talking to her EVERYDAY, per se, but when he’s not on missions or moping around the memorial stone and gai’s not around to challenge, he.... sort of doesn’t have much better to do? and it’s nice to have someone to kill time with and bother with his stupid Ninja Twilight headcanons

but he never asks about the bite marks, even though sometimes when he nicks himself Karin will literally circle his injuries and write what did you do now? and if he doesn’t reply she’ll add sparkles and hearts

he knows SHE must be hyper aware that he can see her scars too, but she never, ever mentions them or anything that might even cause them

so anyway he figures out her name is Karin (he insists his name is the henohenomoheji), she’s 9, she’s a kunoichi in training in Grass, she has glasses and red hair she’s constantly whining about getting too staticky, she’s an orphan, and she lives alone in a studio apartment and knows more ways to cook eggs than kakashi

via her complaining about her hair and her describing the sorts of things she likes to cook, kakashi knows her preferred shampoo AND what styling spray she likes AND what sort of food-smells she’s likely to have on her, and so he’s pretty confident he has a decent scent profile for her. plus he knows she lives in the north side of Grass across from a bar she complains gets loud at night and she mentioned being able to see one of Grass’s look-out towers from her bedroom so like. he’s PRETTY sure he could track her down if he wanted to

which he’s not going to do. because that would be insane.

like she’s in an ENEMY VILLAGE and he’d definitely GET IN TROUBLE for going and getting her.

plus even if she hasn’t mentioned them yet, she probably has friends, maybe an elderly grandparent who can’t care for her but she’d miss?

but Gods above, what is with the biting

then one night he’s on mandatory leave and he’s home alone, rereading Icha Icha Paradise for the bazillionth time and trying to forget about his life, and a bunch of bite marks appear all at once. there’s some on his arms and legs he’s sure are bruises from hands holding her down and. he doesn’t even think about it; he just grabs his mission gear and leaves

when he does find her, Karin is curled up in bed looking miserable and dully flipping through Ninja Twilight and Kakashi jimmies open her window and is like. guess what, it’s me, henohenomoheji man and karin screams and throws a kunai at him

Karin first words once she believe he’s her soulmate (he, idk, rolls up his sleeve or something) are: “but you’re old?!”

Karin doesn’t want to go at first and Kakashi is like, “look, idk what’s going on, but they’re clearly abusing you and i promise you if you come with me, i can make it stop.” and karin tells him no, she’s helping her comrades this way, that her village needs her and she’s saving lives, and through their resulting argument, kakashi finds out WHY and HOW she’s being abused, and that Karin is fixated on letting it happen because she feels like leaving or hating them would mean her mom died for nothing

and kakashi is like. look, i get it. your village used and then tossed your mom away like garbage when it was convenient for them and expects you to step into her shoes without any complaints or criticisms of them, believe me i get it. but do you know what? they don’t deserve you.

so karin lets kakashi sequester her off into the night and do you know what. let’s let kakashi burn down the whole village. as a little treat

....then when kakashi gets home the shit really hits the fan because you’re not allowed to just burn villages down and steal children, kakashi

karin has to go through a bunch of interrogations (while kakashi wrings his hands in the background and refuses to sleep) and the whole uzumaki thing comes up and konoha is like. what the fuck. but they do agree to keep her :P

then there’s like 1-2 chapters of domestic fluff where karin is like “i can take care of myself” and kakashi is like “but i will die from my Ride or Die Disease if you don’t stay in my apartment with me so i can fret over your health and safety while refusing to have a conversation with you more meaningful than fancasts for the newly announced Ninja Twilight movie.” they have to move to a two-bedroom. karin asks for ridiculously priced furniture and kakashi signs the check because he has no idea how much furniture is supposed to cost, and now unfortunately karin understands she is the one in control of his wallet.

i guess karin enrolls in the academy eventually and i can’t decide if i want to put her in neji-lee-tenten’s year or team seven’s year. actually you know what. let’s let her be in naruto’s year so she has to Deal With Him and also have her replace Kiba on Team 8 when they graduate. karin thinks kurenai-sensei is very cool and pretty

Kakashi’s international infamy SKYROCKETS after he destroys a whole village seemingly randomly and he has all these flee on sight orders and ridiculous bounties but. Kakashi is basically a big brother figure who does not know what a lint roller is, and Karin sprays perfume in his face when he gets annoying

I think it would be funny if this turned into a semi-fix-it fic completely on accident just because Kakashi gets upset and flips out if he even catches a whiff of someone being unkind to Karin. Danzo is like “what if we train the new Uzumaki to be a back-up jinchuriki” and in a series of snowballing events that were just Kakashi trying to make sure this “training” wouldn’t involve a lot of biting, he swears, all of ROOT ends up being taken down

I ALSO think it would be funny if Karin got in on the Sakura-Ino rivalry for Sasuke’s affections but she’s a borderline super villain about it. the sakura-ino friendship never falls apart completely because they keep making truces to work against Karin.

at some point Team 7 realizes they can go to Karin for advice about Kakashi-sensei being ANNOYING but the whole thing is played like going into a semi-reformed villains lair to ask for help against a greater evil. like Sakura takes the lead and she’s like: KARIN. Naruto is shaking behind her as Sakura explains what they want, because he called Karin his cousin one too many times in public once and. hedoesn’t want to talk about what she did. Karin’s glasses glint and he faces turns right towards Sasuke. “And what.... will you give me in return~?” Sasuke makes them leave before Sakura can try to negotiate

I would end the fic before the chunin exams because i do not want to think about how Karin’s presence in Konoha would affect the rest of Naruto’s long and spreading plot, hell yeah

#soulmate AUs #uzumaki karin #hatake kakashi #this is a VERY platonic soulmate bond but i know some people get weirded out by huge age differences in soulmate AUs #so if this is you i would avoid #also i am so sorry but my keyboard is sort of fucked up and i already make a lot of typos so. i am so sorry

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pthalomars · 3 years

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Ninjago Headcanons!

my apologies this will be long so bear with me...

Ages through the seasons:

Pilot

Nya 16

Jay 17

Kai 18

Zane 18

Cole 19

Rise of the Serpentine

Lloyd 8

Nya 17

Jay 18

Kai 19

Zane 19

Cole 20

Legacy of the Green Ninja

Lloyd 8

Nya 17

Jay 18

Kai 19

Zane 19

Cole 20

Rebooted

Lloyd 10

Nya 19

Jay 20

Kai 21

Zane 21

Pixal 20

Cole 22

Tournament of Elements

Lloyd 11

Nya 20

Skylor 21

Jay 21

Kai 22

Zane 21

Pixal 21

Cole 23

Possession

Lloyd 13

Nya 22

Skylor 23

Jay 23

Kai 24

Zane 23

Pixal 23

Cole 25

Morro 36-40

Skybound

Lloyd 14

Nya 23

Skylor 24

Jay 24

Kai 25

Zane 24

Pixal 24

Cole 26

Hands of Time

Lloyd 14

Nya 23

Skylor 24

Jay 24

Kai 25

Zane 24

Pixal 24

Cole 26

Sons of Garmadon

Lloyd 16

Harumi 16

Nya 25

Skylor 26

Jay 26

Kai 27

Zane 26

Pixal 26

Cole 28

Hunted

Lloyd 16

Harumi 16

Nya 25

Skylor 26

Jay 26

Kai 27

Zane 26

Pixal 26

Cole 28

March of the Oni

Lloyd 17

Nya 26

Skylor 27

Jay 27

Kai 28

Zane 27

Pixal 27

Cole 29

Secrets of Forbidden Spinjitzu

Lloyd 18

Akita 19

Nya 27

Skylor 28

Jay 28

Kai 29

Zane 28

Pixal 28

Cole 30

Prime Empire

Lloyd 20

Nya 29

Skylor 30

Jay 30

Kai 31

Zane 30

Pixal 30

Cole 32

Master of the Mountain

Lloyd 20

Nya 29

Vania 20

Skylor 30

Jay 30

Kai 31

Zane 30

Pixal 30

Cole 32

LGBTQ+ and ND stuff:

Lloyd

Trans man, he/him

ace/aro

autistic

Nya

Cis woman, she/her

lesbian

Skylor

Trans woman, she/they

pansexual

Jay

Trans man, he/him

Bisexual

ADHD

Kai

Trans man, he/him

bisexual

Zane

Nonbinary man, he/him

Demisexual

Autistic

Pixal

Nonbinary woman, she/her

lesbian

Cole

Cis man, he/him

Gay

Physical Traits n Such:

Lloyd

Ethnicity: Chinese/Japanese

Height: 5’6”

Weight: 151lbs

Body type: average, sort of muscular

Eye color: green but subject to change...

Other: pointed ears and sharp teeth sometimes..

Nya

Ethnicity: Chinese

Height: 5’6”

Weight: 160lbs

Body type: average, muscular

Eye color: dark brown

Other: beauty mark under right eye, cheek scar on left side

Skylor

Ethnicity: Polynesian/Chinese

Height: 5’10”

Weight: 177lbs

Body type: lean, broad shoulders

Eye color: dark amber

Other: moles+some freckles, mark of the anacondrai tattoo obv

Jay

Ethnicity: White

Height: 5’5”

Weight: 134 lbs

Body type: lean, sort of muscular

Eye color: blue and brown (heterochromia)

Other: freckles, nicked eyebrow on the left side, faint lightning scars

Kai

Ethnicity: Chinese

Height: 5’9”

Weight: 162lbs

Body type: average, muscular

Eye color: dark brown

Other: feathered scar over right eye. Part of his eye is discolored from the scar

Zane

Ethnicity: Black

Height: 6’2”

Weight: 200lbs

Body type: muscular, topheavy

Eye color: bright blue

Other: his seams are like the LED lights that change color

Pixal

Ethnicity: Black/White

Height: 6’1”

Weight: 170lbs

Body type: lean, toned

Eye color: bright green

Other: her purple markings/seams are like the LED lights that change color

Cole

Ethnicity: Black/Hispanic

Height: 6’0”

Weight: 230lbs

Body type: heavy set, muscular

Eye color: dark hazel

Other: lava scar on left eye, moles

#ninjago #ninjago headcanons #lloyd garmadon #kai smith #nya smith #jay walker #zane julien #cole brookstone #skylor chen #ninjago harumi #ninjago morro #ninjago vania #ninjago akita #pixal borg #sorry i know not everyone is here but...#i am simply too tired :)#long post

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danceworshipper · 3 years

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Giulio Moretti - HPMA Character Profile

template by me // images created using the zepeto app

NOTE: I am a cisgender female. As such, I have been hesitant to make a trans oc and will not be going into much detail about Giulio's experiences specifically related to his gender. If anything in here feels iffy to anyone not cisgender, please let me know and I'll correct it

Personal

Full Name: Giulio Antonio Moretti

Gender: Male (trans)

Sexuality: Demisexual, polyamorous

Birthday: June 1st

Age: 11

Birthstone: Alexandrite

Zodiac Sign: Gemini

Blood Status: Full Veela

- I'm mostly using these headcanons written by @carmilla-the-bird, though over time I might end up changing a couple details

- I'm not certain if full Veelas would even use wands/go to magic school but these ones do because I say so

- What I'm specifically adding is that since HPMA takes place later than the full HP series, there has been a new method developed to allow full veelas to better coexist with wizards. This comes in the form of a clear gemstone that can be inserted into any piece of jewelry, usually necklaces. While the stone is worn, the charm [or allure, as I call it] that all veelas have while glamored is dampened by up to 80%. Another effect is that when angered, the veela won't be able to lash out with their fire magic, unless they've trained their magic well enough that's it's less of an instinct and more of a conscious choice. Minors are legally required to wear it at all times, except in their own home with only their family around. Once an adult the veela can choose whether they want to wear it or not. The stone has a similar trace to underaged magic, so when a Veela who's a minor takes it off, the Ministry is alerted and their location will be tracked

3 Positive Traits:

- Empathetic

- Resourceful

- Playful

3 Negative Traits:

- Irritable

- Addictive

- Pessimistic

Usual First Impression: When meeting Giulio, most people see him as a spoiled and stuck up little boy. This isn't true. He's just very wary of strangers, so he doesn't tend to leave a good first impression. Once he's more comfortable around someone, his positive traits outshine the more negative ones

Location

Birthplace: A Veela-specific clinic in southern Italy. His mother travelled there for all of her children's births, and the midwife there is the woman who delivered her

Current Home: His family home in England, a medium sized house under a strict Fidelius charm, which his aunt is the Secret Keeper for. His bedroom is on the second floor, looking out over the fish pond in the backyard

Future Home(s): Fresh out of Hogwarts he'll share an apartment with Lori with heavily warded Floo access. Later homes TBD once his love interests are planned out

Favorite Place: The little house the family rents for a month every summer in southern Italy. The town is full of good culture, and better yet, good food. It feels peaceful, even when there's a loud festival going on

Disliked Place: The woods a mile down the road from his home. The woods are the last place Giulio saw his grandmother before she went missing, and now they feel like they're haunted. He refuses to go on walks there anymore

Appearance

Face Shape: Round, slightly pointy chin

Eye Color: Deep teal

Hair Color: Whitish blond

Hair Style: Self cut (horrifies his mother), slightly uneven, medium length. Not brushed every day, fluffy

Skin Tone: Pale

Freckles/Spots: A few beauty marks on his face, two near his right eye and one on the left side of his chin

Scars: None yet

Piercings/Tattoos: None

Height: 5'7" [fully grown]

Weight: ~ 135 lbs [fully grown]

Physique: Thin. Luckily for him, Giulio's family has always had rather "boyish" bodies - wide shoulders, not very curvy - but he's still got too much woman in him to be fully happy with his form

Clothing Style: Baggy tops, loose pants, nothing fancy. Giulio tries to attract as little attention as possible, because while he's glamored people stare at him a lot anyway, even with the dampener. He does like colored pants, but his tops are usually grey and black. His dampening necklace is the most eye catching thing he wears (as it was a gift from his missing grandmother) and he wishes he could take it off, but he legally can't

Carried Items:

- The last picture of him, his sisters, and his grandmother ever taken

- A lighter. He likes having the fire near him since he can't access his own fire magic

- His hair scissors, for whenever he feels like it needs to be trimmed

- A container of Silly Putty he got from a Muggle convenience store

- His water bottle

Magic

Wand: 10" Veela hair wand in Fir wood. A very pale colored wand that's a bit rough around the edges. The hair is from his younger sister Martina, who yanked the strand right out and handed it to the wandmaker after no wands appeared to choose a very defeated looking Giulio. The wand was made while Giulio watched, and he checked it many times throughout the process to make sure it felt like it would have him, which it did.

Animagus: As a veela, Giulio can transform into pretty much any bird shape. He has no need to go through the animagus process

Boggart Form: Him, fully matured, very womanly, and in a wedding gown just like the ones his older sister Alessia fawns over

Riddikulus Form: Him in a ridiculously exaggerated Bloody Baron costume

Amortentia (to others): Someone smelling Giulio would smell new pillows, the faint burning metal scent that clings to him, and the dry shampoo he uses

Amortentia (to them): He doesn't smell any sort of romantic interest yet. What he smells now are safe, comforting smells, like the cigars his mother and aunt smoke, the perfume all his sisters use, and the smell of his favorite restaurant in southern Italy

Patronus: Bird of Paradise

Happiest Memory: Receiving his wand once it was completed, and finally feeling the connection and power he'd heard so much about but thought he'd never have

Mirror of Erised: Some might consider it sad, but all he sees is him, happy, the way he wishes he was - including not looking at all like a Veela. Someday this will change

Family Spells: It's not really a spell, but the Morettis have a particular bird call that, when paired with the right charm, will alert every living family member to the caller's location, should one desperately need help. It's only to be used in emergencies. Giulio isn't sure he wants to know why his grandmother never used it

Inherent Magic: Veela stuff - storm sense, fire, bird transformations, allure, slight levitation abilities

Family

Grandmother: Francesca is not an ideal parental figure. She grew up in a time when full Veelas were treated with nearly the same suspicion and prejudice as werewolves, so she's very anti-human. However, she was still one of Giulio's best defenders and most treasured family members. She places a huge importance on family and is the one who came up with the idea of the special danger call. Francesca went missing when Giulio was seven, and there have been no clues as to what happened.

Mother: Valentina is a kind, gentle woman who cares for her family before anyone else. She and her sister were taught all their lives to be nothing more than a pretty face, and while Bianca rejected this, Valentina embraced it. Even now, with her own mother nowhere to be found, she has trouble remembering to be herself. She wears her necklace at all times, terrified to be without it

Father: Giulio never knew him. He's not sure he even has one

Aunt: Bianca is, in many ways, the exact opposite of her sister. Bianca embraces all of her less than proper instincts, and even walks around in public completely unglamored, acting as a good deterrent to anyone who might want to come say hi, innocent intentions or not. Gets angry very easily, and has caused public property damage more often than Valentina would appreciate

Sisters: Two older sisters, one younger. All Slytherins while in school

- Alessia, six years older, prefect. A headstrong young woman who takes advantage of her allure to get what she wants, and is skilled enough to fight off anyone who gets too "friendly". She likes to have a collection of boy toys she never lets get too close, but secretly only has eyes for the Hufflepuff prefect, Lina.

- Emilia, four years older, Quidditch captain. Hates her allure with a passion and refuses to even think about romance until she's out of school. Could kick anyone's ass, and will do so if she feels the need to. Very protective of Giulio, has gotten into at least eight shouting matches with those who misgender him

- Martina, one year younger. The baby of the family. A bit of a spoiled brat, and too young to fully understand exactly why her older siblings are all so wary of strangers, or letting her out of their sight. She dreams of being the Minister of Magic, and of being able to take her "stupid, ugly, and stupid" necklace off for good

Pets: The two family screech owls which trade off being at school/home, and an Abraxan Giulio found on Hogwarts grounds that likes him a lot

Family Values: The Morettis hold nothing higher than each other. The family's main priority is sticking together, and always doing whatever they can to help each other achieve whatever they wish. The family is also, as a whole, rather reclusive

Opinion of Family: Giulio loves his family. For all their faults, they hold true to their values and he couldn't imagine one of them ever betraying another. Even if they won't ever truly understand him, they've all tried and they do what they can, and it means more than he can say

Friendships

Introverted or Extroverted: Introverted

Best Friend: Oleander Loris. Her anger issues, her weird pink eyes, and her tendency to drag him along to social outings are all things that Giulio comes to appreciate over time. He originally became curious about her on the train ride to school, when she stumbled looking at his older sisters but didn't notice him at all, and they spoke for the first time in Flying class. Lori is definitely a force to be reckoned with, and the fact that she's not affected by his allure in the slightest makes him feel really happy

Worst Friend: TBD

Friend He Didn't Expect: Cassandra. They aren't the best of friends, and maybe they can't be considered friends at all, but she doesn't hold the contempt she seems to hold for most others for him

Who He Wishes Was His Friend: Kestra Fernera. She's got fire powers, and she doesn't have to be chained down by the Ministry. He thinks she's super cool, and is very jealous of her and how popular she is, but he's far too nervous to try and talk to her

List of Casual Friends:

- Brian Haywood-Reese @catohphm

- others TBD, but likely the main cast of the game. Mc friends welcome, if any are interested!

Romance

Current Crush: None

Current Partner: None

Past Partners: None

Future Partners: TBD

His Type: Pretty much anyone who's able to look past the allure that Giulio hates so much and also isn't afraid of him in his natural form, though most people haven't even seen it

Hogwarts

House: Slytherin

Prefect Status: No

Quidditch: Not on the team, but plays casually

Clubs: TBD

Organizations: None

Favorite Class: Flying. Duh

Least Favorite Class: Potions. It gives him a headache surrounded by all the fumes

Favorite Professor: TBD

Least Favorite Professor: TBD

Timeline

Young Childhood:

- Giulio realizes young that he hates the idea of being a girl, and insists that his mother change his name. His family thought it was a phase, but once they realized it wasn't, they became more serious and started to see what they could do to help him

- He's a sheltered child, learning early the importance of staying close to a trusted adult. He sees the horrors of what can happen to a Veela caught unaware at a young age when he almost loses his mother to someone who wanted to sell her, and never looks at strangers the same way again

- At five years old Giulio is given his dampener necklace. He refuses to wear it until his grandmother forcibly puts it on him. He decides it's not that bad, though it feels like it's choking him and he doesn't like the muted feeling in his hands that comes from the loss of his instinctual magic

- At seven years old, Giulio is on a walk with his grandmother in the woods when he hears a loud screech. She sends him back toward the house, saying she'll be right behind him. Hours pass, and she never follows. There's no evidence as to what that screech was, or what happened to his grandmother

- At eleven years old, Giulio spends a week traveling to different wandmakers around Europe trying to find a wand so he can go to school in the fall. For some reason, his magic is picky and not a single wand even comes close to working for him. When he's given up all hope, his little sister Martina asks if the wandmaker takes custom orders, and rips out her own hair to be used for Giulio's wand. It's the first time Giulio cries happy tears, hovering his hand over the uncompleted wand and feeling it call to him already

School Years: TBD once I'm able to play the game

Post Graduation: Giulio moves into an apartment with Lori soon after graduating. While she immediately starts work, Giulio takes time to find some higher education, and work on training his Veela magic now that he can take his necklace off whenever he wants

Career(s): TBD

Marriage and Children: TBD

Death: Giulio will be murdered by [redacted] in order to save [redacted]'s life, but he'll be very old (around 200) and will have outlived his lovers, so he doesn't see it as too much of a shame. He'll be buried in the family garden and have some lovely flower bushes planted over him

Notable Facts Not Previously Mentioned

- The Veela magic in Giulio recognizes him as a boy as soon as he does. When his allure kicks in, anyone attracted to men finds themself affected, while those strictly into women do not, even though male Veelas are practically unheard of

- His aunt Bianca paid a personal visit to Hogwarts before he was enrolled, ready to throw flames if he was going to be put into the female dorms. Luckily, she didn't need to worry, as once the situation was explained it was settled with a simple change in his paperwork

- Giulio hates being cooped up indoors for too long. Even in the coldest days of winter, he'll spend as much time as possible outside

- Starting in third year, Lori will figure out how to get the necklace off of him without alerting anyone [putting it on herself within a few seconds], and Giulio will occasionally spend a few hours free and in his natural form in the Forbidden Forest. Unbeknownst to him, wearing the necklace saps at Lori's magical core, and it takes her a day or so to regain her strength if she wears it for more than thirty minutes

- Giulio will likely have three partners in the future. He could never even imagine having one, so if his younger self was told he would have three he would probably have a difficult time believing it

- Cutting his hair so frequently doesn't affect his magic like his mother feared it would, though he does feel nauseous when he does it

- The dark teal eyes are something only he and his sisters have, which is how he knows they all have the same "father" or whatever they had. His mother, aunt, and grandmother all have the traditional black eyes. Not even Alessia ever saw any type of man around when her younger siblings were born, so there are no clues as to how the four of them exist

- As much as he hates the dampener, it does him a lot of good when he's younger. He gets angry easily and often feels very defensive, so without it he could have gotten into a lot of trouble

- Though he doesn't like his allure, Giulio will sometimes take advantage of it like Alessia does if he wants to get out of something. He won't fight it, he'll play nice, and let whoever he needs to back off get a little dazed

- He wanted to hide the fact that he was a Veela when he first came to Hogwarts, but with two older sisters and his allure he couldn't

#harry potter magic awakened #magic awakened #hpma #hpma oc #giulio moretti #veela oc #slytherin oc #I'm probably going to play as him tbh since it would feel wrong to play a character in any other house

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roomy-ghosted · 3 years

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Badlands/Adjacent + Karl tattoo headcanons

I really love designing tattoos for the smp members and I've had Bad's for so long in my mind. Thus: Tattoo HC's list!! I want to do more like Las Nevadas, L'manberg ogs, Dream Team, ect. so yeah! I'm dogwater at drawing designs but y'know, I love to describe them so, enjoy some tattoo hc's!

General

-everyone but Philza and Slimecicle have three heart tattoos across somewhere on their body. Wherever that be on their wrist, chest or leg, it's somewhere.

-glowsquid ink can be used to make tattoos glow!

Karl

-His heart tattoos are on his stomach horizontally. When in and a few days after spending time in The Inbetween and The Other Side, they flash between the colours of his old skin, though not like neon lights or some shit. It's not noticeable unless you look at it.

-Karl is the type of guy to have a bunch of cool tattoo ideas but he can't do them because he's absolutely terrified of needles. however!

-He has the two dots on his hand because of course he does.

-He was stupid and asked Bad to give him his swirly symbol on each of his fingertips with different colours to help him remember things after his first few time travel trips. He chickened out after the third one so there's only one on his thumb and middle on the left and thumb on the right.

Bad

When the egg takes him, the colours also drain to match them.

-His heart tattoos are on the back of his non-dominant hand horizontally and are coloured blue, one of them is blacked out though where it would usually show skin due to the pact.

-Bad has a set of three pairs of black wings across his back, going down in size with each pair until it lays across the trampstamp area, tips of the last set just creeping around to his hips. All are spread and have roses of orange, red and blue hues curling around them and across his chest and upper arms. The wings are hard to see against he black-grey skin sometimes but they are visible in good light. The wings are natural and embedded into his skin whilst the roses were added by a friend.

-A Diamond sits on his throat to represent the lives pact with skeppy, blue spirals coming around and off of it in a beautiful, curling pattern.

-To make Sapnap less self-conscious of his lava scars as a kid, he decorated his veins on his dominant hand with glowsquid ink tattoos of oranges and yellows, which made the child so much happier because he thought his dad had the same scars as him.

-He also has a badlands flag across his ankle, with a pawprint, redstone, cake slice and a rose to make it like a bracelet around it.

Sam

-Sam's lives are vertical across his throat in the classic red hearts colours, leaves from his creeper side however often grow over it and hide them which he promptly prunes off when he's warden to show people how many lives he's got.

-He has a lemon on his forearm he got with Ponk when he was so sure that Ponk was the one (the same arm ponk has cut off) and has cut a line through it, creating a scar that healed over the lemon. (ponk had a creeper face on the cut off arm)

-I love the idea of Sam having some sort of redstone-related back tattoo but it's more cogchamp-esc? With cogs and wires and mechanisms all rolling up and around each other across his shoulderblades and down the middle like a spine. I lowkey want a way to have animated tattoos so it moves and stuff and Fundy to have one too but I have no lore explanation for this.

-Because of anatomy books he has a tattoo of his lower ribs and where they hold the creeper's explosion gland, the gland it'self being in green glowsquid ink and similar to a heart/ender pearl hybrid in shape. He thinks it's funny as you can usually see that area glow when creepers explode. It is not.

-Also has the same ankle tattoo as bad with the addition of a diamond but in place of redstone there is a small set of devil horns.

Antfrost

-His hearts come vertically from the base of his tail and up his spine. There's frozen-like blue marks that crawl around and over them like cracks that glow in the dark, similar to lava scars from the Nether but for those who were babies in tundra biomes. So Frost Scars!

-I like to think the manhunts are canon as like, little games the original server members played, and Ant got Dream with the potions that one time and took it to heart, getting a potion of harming bottle on his shoulders (the area that faces the sides? I can't describe it but the area that faces outwards left and right)

-Because of Velvet's death, Ant has icing-like drip-lines coming from around his wrist and 'dripping' up his arms so he never forgets his lover no matter how much time goes on.

-has a floof cat on his hip because it was a good place to start when he was getting tattoos. It actually made floof bind to him as a familiar which was a great turnout for a first tattoo!

-The same ankle tattoo as Sam but the pawprint is devil horns instead of the redstone.

Skeppy

-Because his skin is hard, any tattoo needles will crack upon making contact with it. Whilst swords and tools harm him just fine, Skeppy cannot get tattoos unless he makes demonic pacts with demons.

-His three hearts are underneath his undercut, small and at the upper nape of his neck. They are a blood-red and one is blacked out from his pact with Bad.

-A set of those pointy, spiky wings you see anime characters sometimes have is on his lower-back, dark red to mark the lives pact he has with Bad.

-Not a tattoo but he has an ankle bracelet of charms the others have as tattoos :}

Hannah

-Her lives are on proud display across her collarbone, with roses that link to her arm tattoo.

-Hannah saw Bad's roses tattoos and imminently asked if he could do the same on her, the ornate roses wrapping along the arm her skin has roses on in place of them. They link and lock into the ones that she has had over the heart tattoo too.

-Her and Purpled both have pillows tattooed on both of their hips (bedwars bitches :}) as well as the Hypixel H on the back of their necks. (any smp members who frequents hypixel also have this due to a lot of people knowing them there. It's like youtuber rank basically but you acutally go on Hypixel.)

-Hannah also has a really nice sun and clouds trampstamp tattoo.

-The same ankle tattoo as Sam but the rose is devil horns instead of the redstone.

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reliciron · 4 years

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Rattataki Headcanons

Rattataki, the rowdy bastards of the galaxy.

There isn’t very much on them, canon or otherwise, but a lot of my own personal headcanon aligns with what @spookthespy laid out in this post.

Rattataki evolved on their own, they are not descendant from humans, but as a near-human species, they CAN inter-breed with them, so an ancient lost Republic expedition would have either died or been assimilated into the gene pool. However, while human DNA is very widespread among the Rattataki population, the amount is very small and rarely causes much structural differences to their body.

Their blood is a grey-ish blue, and their skin is a combination of chalk white and translucent depending on how much time they spend in the sun.

Their rock hewn villages makes me think that originally they were cave dwellers, thus the pale complexion and eyes. The chalky white is their version of melanin, so the more translucent their skin is, the less sun they’re getting. The sun on Rattatak is very dim and diffuse, so the day there looks more like twilight to us, and their sun lights the sky up in a deep red from sunrise to sunset. Still, it is common to wear protective shawls and scarves over your head to protect it from the harsh UV rays. During battle, these head coverings are taken off or replaced by helmets, but it is preferable to leave the face uncovered at all times so their clan tattoos can be recognized.

I agree with spook in that their ink is basically gang tattoos, meant to help them recognize allies and enemies. And I also agree that piercings are a mixture of decoration and status. You get them because you want them and the more you have the more well off you seem because you can afford them.

They tend to have a low body mass, often short and stocky or average height and lanky, large individuals are fairly rare. While they are not any physically tougher than other species, their pain response is generally duller than other races, and in the midst of a rage, it’s nearly nonexistent. A berserk Rattataki will. not. stop. until you’re dead, they’re dead, or they pass out, whichever happens first.

They are an extremely healthy people, thanks to their ugly habit of culling the weaker members. They rarely get sick, but when they do, it is cause for immediate panic and isolation. To be caught in a weakened state could mean death, so even when out in the greater galaxy, illness produces almost paralyzing anxiety. This goes for just about anything that might hinder their ability to defend themselves: injury, illness, pregnancy, all of them lead to a constant state of anxiety until it is resolved. Miscarriage is a common problem on Rattatak. However, once healed, scars are a major source of pride to Rattataki, very much a ‘hey, look at me, I was tough enough to live through the injury AND the healing process without dying/ being murdered so you should think twice about messing with me’.

I totally agree with spook about their diet and iron stomach, and I’d add that this goes for drinks too. It takes A LOT to get a Rattataki drunk, and they are capable of drinking water that is far too brackish for other species to tolerate. Beggars can’t be choosers is a major mindset on Rattatak.

And I love their idea of Rattataki being very grabby about their food, especially the stuff they like, and being very uncomfortable with eating in public.

They’re generally kind of selfish, and very slow to trust, but once you DO get there, they’re pretty loyal. But if you stab them in the back after they trust you, there will be absolutely NO SECOND CHANCES, they may even go out of their way to be aggressive if not kill you outright, depending on the nature of your betrayal.

Very very opportunistic. If they see something they can get away with grabbing, they will grab it, even if they don’t really need it. Stuff is useful, someone will always want something, and the more stuff you have, the more you can trade for. A random thing you took a week ago could save your life because you traded it for medicine or food.

They’re particularly head strong and willful. They want to do things the way they want to do them. Their way or the highway. They CAN listen to other people, but it needs to happen before they make up their minds, after that they’ll probably just get mad at you because it will infer that they’re doing it wrong or they’re stupid for doing it that way. If you try to impose your will on them too often, you will be lumped into the ‘that asshole’ category, and you will never climb out. That’s why they tend to be so resistant to authority. Someone telling them what to do, even if it’s in a kind way, when they’ve already decided how they’re going to do it, pisses them off. Backtalk helps them establish just how strong the authority figure is, and weak leaders/bosses don’t last long.

Adaptability is definitely the name of the game on Rattatak. Being able to roll with the punches is a matter of life and death. Backup plans are a must, but if everything goes to hell you need to be able to think on your feet. Yet another reason to have a lot of stuff. You never know if the thing you grabbed the other day might come in handy, or could be made into a different thing that would save the day. Creativity is a prized trait, especially in regards to jury-rigging stuff. If you know how to cobble together a generator from 3 paper clips and a roll of tape, you are very valuable.

Notes on Appearance:

[Yet another example of me being grumpy that so many swtor aliens look like reskinned humans, so dammit, I’m going to tweak their appearance to fix that.]

I’ve drawn my consulars before, and while they have an atypical body shape, their general facial features are pretty standard for my version of Rattataki.

Their eyes are wider set than most near-human species and slightly turned outward, sort of a sweet spot between front facing and side facing eyes. This gives them a very wide field of vision while still having binocular vision in front, so it’s very difficult to sneak up on them. The down side is that the binocular field is narrower and the blind spot directly in front of them is larger. But if an enemy has already managed to get into your blind spot, you’re dead meat anyways. It also means that it’s common for a Rattataki to look at you a little more side on instead of directly facing you.

Their ears are small, pointed, and mobile. They have very good hearing, and a decent sense of smell.

Since they’ve had to adapt to eating just about anything, they tend to have small fangs for gripping food, the equivalent of carnasal teeth instead of premolars for shearing, and heavy molars for crushing. Their jaw muscles are very strong, so if they bite you, you better plan on losing whatever they’ve gotten a hold of.

And like spook said, there is generally little difference visually and culturally, between genders.

#swtor #star wars #rattataki #alien biology #rattataki biology #this is the fourth swtor alien bio i've done apparently this is a habit now #go read spookthespy's post it's very good

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blackfemmecharacterdependency · 4 years

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26. I Hate This Fandom, and I Hate All of You

I absolutely stole this line from an old friend in the Glee fandom, because it’s one that I think about EVERY TIME a fandom gets on my nerves, much the way that even this fandom does and in particular Simon stans. Idk what to tell y’all if y’all feel some type of way... be better people. ANYWHO! Shoutout to my friend for a quote that still means a lot to me 10 years later. Word Count: 4119

There was a lot of buzz surrounding the mini vacation for Simon’s birthday. Their families were together in Belize. Simon’s photos only reflected Simon either being with Grace and Hazel on the trip, or Grace. For the type to hyperfixate and go through everyone’s pages, they could find entire group photos and stuff on Mr. Laurent’s and Mrs. Monroe’s pages as Mr. Monroe didn’t have social media and Mrs. Laurent’s wasn’t sophisticated (inspirational quotes and recipes and DIYs that she was never going to actually try). Simon’s selected photos always looked like professional stills of the scenery, candids and capturing all the beauty possible, while Grace took hundreds of photos of everything from hijinks and mishaps to food to selfies, and they always just looked like somebody living her best life.

But, someone asked, “Are you in Belize with Grace Monroe?” on Simon’s photo of a pair two pairs of bare feet in the dirt - one an older person, dark brown skin, several scars from previous damages and new callouses, and a younger person’s lighter brown skin and cutesy temporary tattoos on the base of their feet.

“Grounding, also called earthing, is a therapeutic technique that involves doing activities that “ground” or electrically reconnect you to the earth. This practice relies on earthing science and grounding physics to explain how electrical charges from the earth can have positive effects on your body.” Simon had put as the caption. In the same photo set, you could see an image of his own feet in the dirt, and...

“These are Grace and Hazel Monroe’s feet, right???” When they flipped through the set, there was near the end of several pictures of the landscape and sky, silhouettes of two people in the sunset - remarkably shaped like Grace and Hazel dancing in the dirt.

“OMG OGM GOM MOG MG OOMG…”

“Simon and Grace are BACK ON y’all!”

“Grace is letting Simon post photos of her! You all know that she’s very secretive about Simon these days, and now they’re in Belize and he’s posting photos! We WON everybody!”

“GRACE???”

Grace’s comments were a little bit less like that. A little bit. She had almost forgotten how “Simon’s fans” could get. She had looked up one of those “foods to order when you’re in Belize” articles and gotten everything on the list, took a photo of the table top and captioned, “About to go IN!” And less than a few moments later, had SO MANY, “Are you with Simon/Simon is gonna eat most of that/Save some for Simon/What did Simon order/So jealous that you get to eat all of that! Save room for desert AKA Simon!” That was the point where she decided to go on a comments black out. There could be no more comments on whatever photos that she took for the rest of the trip. Simon left his open, though. It blew his mind that half a year ago, people were telling him that they were disappointed in him for hurting Grace and lying about it, or that they were disappointed in him for trusting Grace again after everything, and now SOME of those very same people were extremely excited just to see them having brunch together that they were already working on wedding date headcanons and pregnancy foreshadowing. This entertained him. Grace wasn’t as much of a fan and contacted Hazel’s social media rep to ensure that any comments or questions about Simon were promptly deleted from any of her pages. Sometimes, they did that too. That was less amusing to Simon. He really believed that kids should be left out of things like that.

Simon knew that he was the reason that they didn’t last, as friends or otherwise and he had come to terms with that, but he still wanted her to be able to forgive him someday, trust him again and let him be a part of her life. This wasn’t her intention with this trip, so he definitely couldn’t take it as a sign. She was enjoying Belize with her daughter and making the most of the fact that her parents had foolishly invited him along, thinking it could be beneficial in some way. That didn’t mean that he wasn’t going to enjoy his limited time with her to the fullest.

Plus, he and Hazel had made some small steps to acceptance on her tour of their memory lane. Surprisingly to him, Grace was very open with Hazel about her wrongs. She did tell her about how she fought and hunted down Simon’s bullies, how she stabbed one with a fork and kept it just to remind herself of that day. She told her things that Simon never would have wanted to ever let his kids know that he had done. Hazel just hugged her, told her that she understood her pain better now and that she was proud of her for being able to be a good and strong person now. She posted something about her mom being her hero and being so glad that she had somebody like her in her life. It was really cute.

Simon went to follow her on her social media and someone even noticed THAT. “Simon Laurent is now following Hazel Monroe on like everything!” They posted with screenshots of his name following each account and an eyeballs emoji. He… blocked the person. He didn’t block people very much, but where Hazel was concerned, he didn’t want any of his stuff to bleed over into her space. Grace wouldn’t like that and he didn’t like it, either.

He and Hazel had spoken about the charm bracelet. She had been chronicling the charms with their stories, and said something like, “I feel like I’m wearing a sacred relic on my wrist.”

“Speaking of…” Simon had said, and reached into his satchel. “I made you copies of something…”

He showed her some pages of what could ONLY be two Esmoroth books and she squealed, hugged them to herself and stuck them in her own tote. “Expect my notes on them, soon.” He gave her a salute. Grace watched them interact and she couldn’t remember many moments that he talked to kids - like she had seen him at work with them and even sometimes whenever she caught part of one of his scouts things, but seeing him and Hazel sort of bonding affected her. She was equal parts cautious and soft. Simon seemed genuine though, and that only became more noticeable during the trip.

He was doing stuff like making sure she was walking on the inside when they went down streets, reflexively shielding her in crowds, helping her over, up onto stuff whenever she looked like she might struggle - things that Grace would normally do/try to do but wait it out to see if Hazel could do it herself or ask her if she needed help. Simon jumped into action and it didn’t seem to bother Hazel, so Grace was able to watch her get babied a little bit. It was cute. She snapped several photos, just for herself, though.

They got back to the villa to see that Mrs. Monroe had arranged another dinner. “This woman, I swear,” Grace mumbled. Simon laughed a little.

Mrs. Monroe announced, “We had a spa day and I got the Laurents makeovers. The three of you get washed up and dressed. The photographer is already here and I don’t want him to catch you three looking like… This.” she circled her hands at them, then waved them off.

“What… should I wear?” Simon asked as they walked off.

“I’ve set your outfits out!” Mrs. Monroe called at his back, “All of you!”

“I really feel like I’m 15 again,” Grace said shaking her head. Simon let out a grunt of agreement.

Hazel wondered, “This is what 15 feels like???” Not her 15. Grace was NEVER gonna do this type of stuff to her. But, the occasional bossiness of GlamMother Monroe would be fine. ONLY on occasion.

They reconvened with the family on the patio, overlooking the water as they were relaxed enough to not be as uncomfortable as at the birthday dinner. Hazel and Simon were talking about how far along she had gotten in his book, which she had her copy of at the table and was going over notes so far (she was pleased with where it was going and she enjoyed the angst between the Future King and the Idol Princess, “A lot more than I would have before everything I learned about you and my mom,” Grace heard her say.

“Do you want more?” Grace heard an unfamiliar voice ask.

She turned to see Mrs. Laurent staring at her with gray eyes… Simon’s eyes. Ugh… This is where he got those? She forced a smile and shrugged, “Someday.”

The woman leaned closer to her and said, “It gets tougher whenever there’s another. You have a hard time juggling the same amount of love that you have in you between more bodies.”

“I don’t think I’ll have that problem, but I’m going to take everything that the professionals say into consideration whenever I begin to think about expanding the family.”

“Simon was really easy. You just give him a little block set or something to build and he would leave you alone for hours. His sister needed constant attention. She just couldn’t stand not being focused on. I could easily leave Simon alone for half a day whenever he was 6. Hope couldn’t be left for a couple of hours, even having someone there with her…”

“Leave her alone,” they heard Simon growl at his mother in a low voice. The woman frowned and sat back in her seat. “Are you okay, Grace?” Simon looked at Grace’s hands clutching the table. She looked at them too, and released her grip, then saw Hazel, looking at her concerned and looking at Mrs. Laurent suspiciously.

“Yeah. She was just talking about motherhood.”

“About how she was terrible at it?” Simon asked.

“Simon…” Grace started.

But Hazel interjected, “Not everybody has a mom like you, Grace.”

“My mom isn’t perfect…”

“I think she meant a mom who is like you,” Simon said. Hazel nodded. “Some of us got hit a lot and yelled at, called names…”

“Abandoned in a field for days…”Hazel added. “Not to say that GlamMother was better! Just… sometimes it’s harder to trust people again, depending on what they did and well… as a mommy, doing bad stuff to your kid makes it so hard to even be nice.”

Grace nodded and adjusted Hazel’s braids. She had braided her hair whenever they were on the plane, to pass the time on the long flight. “I understand. I’ve been hurt by somebody that I thought really loved me before…” Simon blinked and turned away. Hazel gave him a sympathetic glance. Grace added, “But, I’m really trying not to be angry with them forever, and I think maybe our moms might be able to inherit a little bit of the same kind of forgiveness that we would want from others.”

Hazel scoffed, “She is definitely talking to you, Simon. There’s no way I’m forgiving any time soon.”

Simon said, “Noted,” and stared into his cup. He sat for a while longer and then took his cup and left the table. Hazel lowered her eyes, avoiding looking at Grace.

Mrs. Laurent offered, “He’s always been really sensitive. I’ll go…”

“No,” Grace said. “You… stay.” She stood up, glanced at Mrs. Laurent, slid Hazel’s chair away from her a little, basically letting Hazel know not to engage with that woman (though Hazel seemed to be the only person that the woman was kind hearted to, probably reminded her of her daughter or something). Grace found Simon pacing and clenching his fists. She turned to leave. This was a private moment, but he glanced up, saw her and stopped moving. She winced and clasped her hands together, “I was coming to check on you.” He relaxed a little and sat down on the nearby stairs.

She leaned against the rail and explained, “I’m not saying that you have to forgive your mom if you want me to forgive you. That’s not what I meant to convey. I just mean… that I try to think about things from the other person’s shoes a lot more than I used to. I remember right before I snapped, I asked my mom if you really believed all of the things you said about me, or if you were just a really good liar. I still don’t really know for sure what the answer is and I don’t think you do, either. And, whenever we don’t even fully know ourselves, how can we possibly know what others are going through? For all I know, you’re in the most pain that has ever pained anyone. I couldn’t say. What I can say is that I won’t let your pain be an excuse to hurt me, and as long as you aren’t hurting me, I see no reason to punish you.” She sat next to him. “But, maybe you and your mom can’t be like that, and that’s valid. I was just throwing something out in the air. I probably should have thought it through.”

“It’s true though. The stuff I did is just as unforgivable as the stuff she did. How can I expect you to ever trust me again when I’m not willing to do the same with her?”

“I mean… you and me are different people. You and her are different people. Not everything is interchangeable.”

“Any time I’m near Hazel, you look like at any moment, you expect me to throw her into the ocean. It feels really bad, but I get it. So… I know that she MIGHT be hurting too. It’s just… so hard. And to think that this is the way that I make you feel when I’m around, trying to pretend that I’m normal… It’s the most painful part. What can I do though? I made it this way. I did things that can’t be undone. Even in trying to rectify it, that’s just… treating an injury. I’ll never be able to remove the scars.” He had tears falling down his face, which he wiped away before she could have the chance to feel bad. “And you’re the last person that I should be whining to about it, because you’re the victim in this story.”

“A survivor,” she corrected. “Who has chosen to try to understand. Let’s give each other a little more space. We went around town, living in the old days and that maybe threw us a bit out of reality’s orbit. You were fine before we hung out..” He opened his mouth to debate, but she caught herself and corrected, “Well, not fine, but better. And… you need to get increasingly better. Until you’re well.” She got up and he watched her go back out and collect Hazel. They turned in early that night. He went back out to talk to his mom…

The Laurents were awake early and the only ones in the kitchen with Hazel whenever Grace emerged from their quarters. Mr. Laurent had made pancakes and eggs, and Hazel was stuffing her face and reading. Simon was next to her, ready to protect her, if he had to, while his mother was nursing a cup of coffee with a full, cold plate in front of her. “Good morning!” Grace cheered and kissed Hazel on top of the head, then Simon, though she awkwardly cringed after she did. He blushed, but didn’t make a big deal out of it. Yeah, she requested space, but she was also always affectionate and they had been around each other a lot the past few days.

“Good morning,” Mr. Laurent said. “Plenty of pancakes and eggs!”

“I’m having breakfast with my parents, but thank you for the offer,” she said in a fake sweet voice. “Hazel, why don’t you go get ready for the day. We’re spending it with your grands.”

“Yes!!! They give the BEST day out presents!” Grace sat down, and Simon noticed that with the off the shoulders blouse she had on, he could see the tan marks on her now even darker brown skin. He… liked tan marks. And… her hair smelled really good. Her lips looked so moist… She squinted her eyes at him and he quickly turned away and grabbed his plate and Hazel’s to clear them from the table.

“What do you all have planned for the day?” She asked.

“I’m going to take Samantha to the beach,” Simon said.

“If you can find her. I told you to keep her in her crate,” Mrs. Laurent said.

“I let her out in my quarters, not in the entire villa. She’s somewhere in my space,” he said. They had been bickering. He told her that he was trying to forgive her, because forgiving her might mean being able to forgive himself for the things that he had done. She told him that even if she tried for the rest of her life, she couldn’t forgive him for what he did to Hope… So… They weren’t any closer to whatever it was Grace was at in her growth journey. “I might do something with my hair,” Simon said, shrugging his shoulders as he washed dishes and returning his attention to Grace’s question. “Since I have that patch on the side from getting kicked in the head, I sort of want to do something Viking looking or elvish… Maybe a braid and a side do.”

“That sounds hot,” Grace said. He blushed again. “There might be something in Hazel’s Celtic book! There were some hairstyles in there. She carries the thing around a lot. Every since we found out that she had it in her DNA, she’s sorta been obsessed with Celtic history and the fact that there’s hazel tree lore is her favorite coincidence in the world.” Simon smiled and put the clean dishes away.

“She’s a great kid. You’re doing great with her.”

“It’s really not that hard. I just love her a lot and always try to give her what’s best for her and trust her to let me know if she doesn’t agree with what’s best for her… which isn’t often, at all. I worry that she sometimes maybe has too much emotional maturity. Like, if I shouldn’t coddle her a little more…” She bit her lip. “Like… how can you even tell when it’s what’s best?”

“She is happy and healthy. I trust that you do what’s best.” He cut his eyes at his mother and dismissed himself just as Hazel returned. They high fived each other when they crossed paths and Grace got up so that they could leave. She’d meet her parents elsewhere later. She couldn’t just stay in there with the Laurents, no matter how nice they were maybe trying to be.

She and Simon did well enough keeping their space through the rest of the trip. By Monday morning, when they were all back home, Grace wondered if Hazel needed a day to recover, but she was SO READY to get to school and brag to her friends about how she had been given drafts of the next two books of Esmoroth and how she wouldn’t tell them what happened and they would be SO jealous and think she’s SO cool. “They might even think that I’m lying. That’s why I have photos of me and Simon, with both of the drafts. They’re gonna be extremely, extremely envious.”

Grace laughed, “Why do you want your friends to be envious?”

“Because, that’s how you know it’s the good stuff.” Hazel still had her braids in. They probably wouldn’t last as long as that style would in Grace’s head, but Grace estimated she still had a few weeks before they would have to take them down. Also, Grace noticed that after giving Simon the leaf in her hair whenever they went to get on their planes home… She hadn’t replaced it. She put in one of her leaf clips and almost left the door without Grace! Grace caught up with her and the girl was as lively as ever. Grace didn’t have that same enthusiasm.

The weekend was exhausting for her. Seeing her parents wore her out. Seeing them, the Laurents, and specifically Simon? She was about to sleep this entire day, until it was time to meet up with Hazel afterschool. Back in her own bed, with her own energy in her space, her own schedule and company (or lack thereof) it was great.

Simon had went live while he was working on styling his hair, to clear up all of the rumors about he and Grace rekindling their romance, which essentially boiled down to, “Grace and I are not together. We aren’t even friends again. The Monroes were nice enough to treat my family to a vacation for my birthday. I love, admire, adore, worship, would die for Grace, but I’ve done too much stuff for her to ever trust me again and I have to be okay with that, so all of you should be, too.”

Grace didn’t know until Hazel told her that Forgive Him Grace and Groveling for Grace were a thing. She watched the video and was amazed that they had taken his words and decided to do the complete opposite, because of course they did! She merely made a post, with no tags or links that said, “I hate this fandom, and I hate all of you.” Some were in the comments laughing, because they knew exactly what she was talking about. Some were asking her what fandom it was and offering words of kindness. Some were just flooding it with those stupid hashtags.

Simon messaged her to apologize and insist that he didn’t mean for THIS to happen. She turned it into a video call, which he immediately picked up.

“Your followers have always been a very… special kind. Unreasonable. Stubborn. Obsessively defensive, even when you absolutely don’t deserve it.” He looked embarrassed. “You trained them too well. Jeesh.”

“They’re literally a little cult on the internet,” he said.

“Yup. They better not be bothering my baby.”

“No. I shut that shit down the moment I see it. I actually pinned an exile list to the top of my pages specifically for that.”

She checked and saw “For troubling Hazel Monroe, you will be exiled and your name will go upon this wall of shame.” It was followed by a list of names of people he blocked and at the bottom, “Leave her alone or you won’t be welcome here.”

“This is kinda adorable,” she said. “I love how you are with her. It means a lot to me.”

“You mean a lot to me, so she does too,” he said. She bit her lip and blew air through her lips. He smiled. “I love that you still do that. I was counting the similarities and differences.”

“I’d love to hear what you came up with!” She said.

“Okay. Similarities: You still do that brrrr thing with your mouth when you’re thinking or uncomfortable. You still play with people’s hair as a show of affection. You playfully tugged on Hazel’s braids so many times! Your feet still bother you… though they seem to be giving you more trouble than before. You still try to play nice with people and speak sweetly… Differences: You’re more confident. Not that you were insecure before, but you used to care what people think about you and now, you just don’t. It’s really sexy.” She blushed. “You’re independent. You don’t need anybody else and you used to always want somebody around. Like, you love Hazel and keep her close, but I can tell that you also allow her freedom and don’t demand her obedience like your parents did to you. And you’re… everything. I can’t believe that I convinced myself that you were nothing. You’re everything, and I would do anything for you.” They both just stared at each other a while.

“Well… That’s a nice thought. I’ll think of you if I need anything.”

“Or if you want anything…. Anything at all, Grace. I swear.”

“Okay. I’ll talk to you soon. Get your followers together!”

“I’m on it,” he said and rested his chin on his hands. She exited the conversation and took a deep breath. She didn’t know what he meant by any of that, but she had a feeling that it would be clear soon. Simon never made a declaration that he wasn’t going to come through about. Even “new” Simon.

#If They Didn't Get on the Train #AU Infinity Train #Infinity Train #Nesha Fanfiction #Infinity Train Fanfiction #fics

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mauserfrau · 4 years

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Mau's Very Silly Headcanon Post

Since I have two pieces of fiction going live this weekend and they’re both going to be late due to butting into each other XD.

I did another one here and there’s going to be some overlap, but less bodily function stuff in this one (mostly spit) (also some vague references to medical trauma).

A lot of this is small potatoes because I didn’t want to spoil anything. How Phaseleech actually works ends up being a plot point in what I have pending, so I actually can’t just come out and say what’s going on. That said, I’m sure there are people here who want to know what’s on my mind, but who don’t want to sit through 50K words with half a dozen squick warnings.

That said: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Mauser_Frau

Questions welcome, about this, anything else I think about Borderlands, what exactly is in Chapter 13 of Satellite, if it’s true the one flashback actually happened to Mom...

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-Look, the only thing I did that’s appreciably off-canon is let them have emotions. Maybe I drove into left field with what those emotions were, but that’s really all anybody’s got to do to fix this situation. Go with the deity of your choice.

-If I was headed for a Gearbox ending, it would be for the scrapped one, not the one we got. See this and this other thing.

>>>I would still have written the twins as having something resembling a meaningful relationship regardless of whether that turned out romantic or not. As things went and are, them as a couple was something I knew how to write and my mom shipped them (no, I’m not kidding).

-I’m not going for a canon ending. Mercy, did I find a thread I could snap and take the whole sweater out.

-Both had blue siren markings when they were born; Troy’s turned red after they were separated.

--Which was a complicated mess-- they were upside-down verses each other and had several secondary adhesions, the most notable of which was Tyreen’s face to Troy’s thigh.

---Leda never 100% recovered from the emotional or physical trauma, but she put on a brave face for the last sevenish years of her life.

---Troy’s tissue loss was severe and left him with a notable pit in his upper right side.

---Tyreen also has heavy scarring running from her right armpit to her right hip. It’s not as complex, but it is very visible. Missing a fair amount of intestine compared to the average human, but this has apparently never bothered her beyond the fact that visiting the toilet when you don’t eat is not fun.

-Semi-identical twins. Have 82.5% of their genes in common. LSS, neither one is a parasite. They’re two sperm plus one egg and they didn’t divide right.

--Ms. Phaseleech* didn’t know any better. #oops

--If you get them relaxed enough, they will indeed curl up together in their “fish” position.

-Tyreen is the one who would wail first if separated from her brother when they were very small, but they don’t like being apart even as adults.

-Both very well-read, used to recite The Odyssey to congregants instead of scripture (‘cause they didn’t have any scripture).

-Good to excellent hunters. Depends what they’re hunting and if they’re together. Prefer to go barefoot if there’s no one else around.

-The circumstances surrounding Leda’s death are appreciably worse than fanon baseline to the point I don’t think I ought to leave them lying around in a Tumblr post.

-Both have wavy hair if they don’t iron the daylights out of it.

-Prefer to be on the road and around people, even if a fair amount of those people are going to end up dinner.

-Get weirdly soft-hearted around kids, especially little boys with a similar complexion to their own.

-Do they have any concept that they’re horrible people? Yes, but it’s very academic and not something that motivates them. You’d be way more likely to hear them frame themselves as hedonists, which also explains their worldview to a certain extent.

~*~

Troy

-Skinnier than most other Troys. You could put him in a room with every fandom Troy and sort them by muscle mass, you’d find him at the bottom end, partying like this was an accomplishment.

-Has an X-linked connective tissue disorder which is more extensive than he lets on. He really should not do about 90% of the stunts he does because of the vascular involvement.

-Made a categorical decision to treat the associated pain with a lot of cannabis and massage. Has a distinct resin and honey body butter smell because of this.

--Also, if you get him off-hours, there’s going to be a fair amount of “but why are we here, man?” discussion.

-Has a kink in his upper back. His spine tilts to his right. Not super noticeable, but if you were on massage duty, you’d realize something felt out of place.

-Used to get catastrophic nosebleeds, though these have lessened in frequency and severity over the years.

-After a certain point, has a permanent latching socket port installed on his right side, allowing him to switch arms out as he likes.

--Because he has a selection of eccentric ones. What? It’s a challenge to learn to use non-human aspects like claws or feathers or forty joints in a tentacle.

--Still flounces around without one if nobody of consequence is watching and generally won’t sleep with one in.

-The insides of his ear gauges are messy and don’t even get him started on changing the jewelry on any, erm, other piercings he might have. (Nipples and one off-center PA. That was QUITE enough after what it took for his tattoos to cooperate.)

-Will frame any illness or off-day as a migraine, which he does get.

-Had really bad teeth before his mouth mods. After that, has none of his natural teeth remaining. Primarily uses his exceptional bite radius to annoy others, show off, eat sandwiches in a disturbing fashion and do unspeakable things in bed. They’re for show. They’re not functional in any serious way.

-Doesn’t have great control of said mouth mods in the heat of passion or if you get him laughing hard enough. Hope you like spit!

-Still has rather heinous-looking feet, but he’s concerned about losing his calluses if he has them fixed. You’d be more likely to see him open on an operating table than barefoot in public.

-Always wants to be the little spoon. You’re a tink? You’re a third his size? So what. He wants to be the little spoon. Just give in.

-Genuinely likes tea, especially flower-based tea. Favorite foods include grits, polenta, tamales, campfire beefy rice, beef and broccoli layered onto somebody else’s leftover noodles, beef curry, beef sandwiches soaked in jus, steak tips on day-old fries and look just give him a sloppy plate of starch and dead cow if you need him to shut up.

-Drinks vodka so cold and over-filtered it tastes like water, then follows it up with extra greasy, burnt-to-hell texas toast while talking about his mother.

-Lactose intolerant. Please do not feed the rat child pizza. Or chipped beef on toast. No, not even if he begs.

~*~

Tyreen

-Abnormally acute senses, especially hearing/smell and including a form of intuition which targets where things she can leech exist nearby. She’s only aware of any of this in the context of it being different from how Troy’s senses work. She knows where to get food. Don’t most people?

-Doesn’t perceive herself as 100% human. The Leech is part of her and she likes herself. Mama said she was perfect. The details are whatever. You got a problem here? Well, that’s easy to fix…

-Would have been sorted as a tomboy growing up, but had no companions to do so. As is, prefers the company of masculine individuals, loves showing people up in a boyish fashion and is absolutely going to tune you out if you start talking to her about the topic.

-Reeks. You might smell something “off” with her around in a meeting room, but get her sweaty or worked up and forget it. It’s not even a human smell. Petrichor and spray paint, menstrual blood and chlorine, dead leaves and solvent. It’s chemical, it’s uncannily biological. It’s really not OK. She can’t smell it and Troy’s used to it.

-Doesn’t shave. Has fluffy armpits that don’t match her dye job and a rather spectacular bush that extends onto her upper thighs. Does pluck here brows and the witch hairs on her chin, but otherwise, you know what, nah.

-Heavily tattooed, but this is limited to her torso. The viewing of said tattoos, as well as her scars, is a ritual in her particular CoV.

--Not that she cares about being naked. A body is a body. You people are so uptight.

-Will reflexively guard her lower stomach before anything else and sometimes in error. Do not call her on this. You will piss her off.

-Has an eye-shaped siren marking, but it’s on her left shoulder blade and she tends to forget it’s there. More aware of the “pointer mark” underneath her navel.

-Poor tolerance for any drugs.

-Can only ingest salt, sucrose and 80 proof or better clear alcohol without retching.

--Which is to say she doesn’t eat “people food”.

--Fatty or high-fiber foods tend to make her ill faster. She could possibly keep tofu or chicken breast down for an hour or more, but it’s still not going to end well.

--Can and does eat cinder toffee because it’s one of the few things she can chew and digest. Konpeito is nice too, but sometimes the dye upsets her stomach.

--Milk, maybe. Human works better.

-Enjoys swimming or long baths.

-Ambidextrous. Was either born that way or picked up doing certain things left-handed because that’s what her brother had to work with and she had to show him how to do stuff somehow.

-Good with a forearm-mounted crossbow. Either hand is fine.

-Used to drool precipitously when she leeched something “good”. Mostly has a handle on this by the time the CoV gets to be a thing. Mostly.

-Deeply immature love language which might include her actually asking to play with her prospective partner and a good bit of bullying.

-SHE IS NOT SHY ABOUT HER NEEDS AND KINKS. THE HELL WITH YOU. YOU’RE MAKING SOMETHING OUT OF NOTHING. HOW DARE YOU. DO YOU WANT TO BE SKAG BAIT ON THE NEXT LIVESCREAM. UGH. #nottsundereatall

~*~

* The Leech IDed herself as, erm, herself in some stuff I’m not sure I’ll ever post but ANYWAY.

#borderlands 3 #headcanon post #calypso twins #troy calypso #tyreen calypso

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cristobalrios · 4 years

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CHARACTER SHEET !

Answer the questions for your muse. REPOST don’t reblog.

𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑺

FULL NAME: Cristóbal Rios NICKNAME(S): Cris - Not a nickname but most people just call him Rios, and Sylar always calls him Captain and Sir no matter the circumstances - except when referring to him with Vulcan terms of endearment, usually t’hy’la but sometimes others like ashayam GENDER: Male HEIGHT: 6′0″ AGE: 46 SPOKEN LANGUAGES: Spanish (Chilean dialect, fluent, mother-tongue), Federation Standard (fluent, slight Chilean Spanish accent), some Vulcan, some Klingon, some Bajoran, possibly others

𝑷𝑯𝒀𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑺

HAIR COLOUR: Dark brown EYE COLOUR: Brown SKIN TONE: Tan (Latino) BODY TYPE: Athletic, muscular VOICE: Slight Chilean Spanish accent, can be casual, calm and relaxing, but always authoritative DOMINANT HAND: Right POSTURE: Relaxed but not slack, a conscious choice; he tries to seem casual but there is always the military man underneath, the Starfleet Captain who never was but would have been; when he’s not paying attention or is distressed the facade drops and he automatically takes a stricter military stance. SCARS: Several scars on his chest, arms and legs. - His first scar is on the back of his left leg from falling off the rigging on his family’s sailing ship when he was 7. - A small, jagged line on the left side of his neck from a jellyfish sting when he was 8 (based on the fact that I got stung by a jellyfish on my neck when I was 6 or 7 - it didn’t scar, but I think scars from jellyfish stings look cool) - Scar on his leg from a fútbol injury at the Academy when he suffered a comminuted compound fracture of the tibia and fibula in his right leg (based on a soccer injury my dad suffered when in the military which happens to have coincided with the American football injury of Joe Theismann that ended his career, if you want to know more about it), didn’t fully heal when he told them to leave the scar, acts up once in a while. - Several scars from his time during the Dominion War -- Not ones he purposefully shows off, though he doesn’t hide them. Any of his “war stories” are usually not from the war itself. He’s not ashamed of his time as a soldier but doesn’t think of actions during war as something to brag about. - Scar on his right arm from a bat’leth competition. - Scar on his chest near his left shoulder from a shuttle crash during an ion storm. - Scar on his left side from falling scrap during an attack. - Scar on his right shoulder from tritanium shrapnel. - Probably others SCARS (MIRRORVERSE): Probably the same as above, probably a few more, plus the very obvious one of his damaged eye, always covered by an eyepatch TATTOOS: Tattoo of a mermaid on his left bicep - He and Sylar are going to get matching tattoos at some point, but they haven’t decided what it will be yet. - Mirror!Rios might have more? BIRTHMARKS: ? MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S): Mustache and beard, slightly graying, short, messy hair that tends to curl NOTE: Mirror!Rios does not have the mustache and beard

𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑫𝑯𝑶𝑶𝑫

PLACE OF BIRTH: Caracas, Venezuela (based on Santiago Cabrera) HOMETOWN: Santiago, Chile (because why not) SIBLINGS: N/A - Raffi (and Seven) - Elnor (adoptive brother) - In Syrios-verse, Agnes would be his adoptive sister-in-law as well as Elnor his adoptive brother-in-law since Sylar adopted them PARENTS: I haven’t named his parents yet in case it’s ever mentioned on the show - @talvenhenki has the headcanon that Rios is half-Danish on his father’s side, who is related to H.C. Andersen and I like this headcanon - his father also left him and his mother when Rios was young and he barely remembers his father at all. He was close to his mother and his maternal grandparents. - Rios saw Alonzo Vandermeer as a father-figure OTHER FAMILY: The Holo Squad (don’t tell them)

𝑨𝑫𝑼𝑳𝑻 𝑳𝑰𝑭𝑬

OCCUPATION: Captain and pilot of La Sirena, an unregistered Kaplan F17 Speed Freighter - veteran of the Dominion War, former Starfleet officer, attained the rank of Commander before being honorably discharged after being diagnosed with Post-Traumatic Dysphoria and declared unfit for duty. Served as the XO of the Ibn Majid (and was very briefly Acting Captain on it) CURRENT RESIDENCE: La Sirena (civilian freighter) CLOSE FRIENDS: Raffi Musiker - Picard’s crew, Picard, Agnes, Elnor, Soji, Seven RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Verse-dependent - Syrios: Married/bonded to S’vec Sylar, @plaktow-ed - Your Lips are like a Siren’s Call: Married to Anna Winden Rios, @manenimittliv - Agnebal: Dating(?) Agnes Jurati, canon, @agnespjurati - Long-time on again/off again relationship with Kira Nerys, @kiranerysmajor - Dating(?) Ellie, @bakcr Honorable mention to Enoch, his ENH who is not-so-secretly in love with him, @ncthingstars (and Emil, who is not-so-secretly in love with Enoch because this crew is a mess) FINANCIAL STATUS: He’s “expensive” - He’s not really rich but he does alright, mostly uses his money to repair and maintain his ship because, despite what he claims, he doesn’t actually care about money that much DRIVER’S LICENSE: Starship pilot’s license CRIMINAL RECORD (MAINVERSE): Nothing on record. Almost-sort-of committed mutiny on the Ibn Majid, may or may not have transported some illegal items post-Starfleet. Nothing he’ll admit to CRIMINAL RECORD (MIRRORVERSE): Mutiny - probably smuggling but it’s also probably not on the record. He’s had a few scrapes with authorities on various planets. VICES: Alcohol, tobacco, reckless behavior, reading depressing philosophy and self-isolating in space, wallowing in his depression

𝑺𝑬𝑿 & 𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE: Dysfunction PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE: Dominant but flexible LIBIDO: Normal, somewhat repressed lately LOVE LANGUAGE: Showing off (strength, scars, skills, etc.), discretely staring, sharing silences, talking about philosophy, getting drunk and talking about philosophy until 0-dark-thirty, gently touching the other’s hand RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES: Closed off at first, emotionally, but will open up pretty quickly. Gentle, caring, protective.

𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑬𝑶𝑼𝑺

CHARACTER’S THEME SONG: Hm, I don’t have one yet HOBBIES TO PASS TIME: Reading (out of paper books), reading philosophy, discussing philosophy, learning about cultures, exploring, traveling, fútbol, exercise, camping, hiking, sailing, playing his guitar, dancing, listening to music (especially on his record player), learning about/using/collecting old technology, holonovels on the holodeck, wallowing in his misery, racing La Sirena between jobs, reckless behavior LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED: Right-brained FEARS: See this post SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL: Surprisingly high considering his self-hatred and introverted nature VULNERABILITIES: Very empathetic but tries to hide it, his post-traumatic dysphoria from the Ibn Majid, probably has some father issues from both his own father he never really knew and the whole Vandermeer stuff, he wouldn’t call his relationship with Sylar a vulnerability but it can be...

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citialiin · 4 years

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ZIGGY ✰ STARDUST

i jacked this from @cardinalrot. thank you dad. tagging: @gothsic ; @blossomingbeelzebug ; @betelguide ; @thatcertainnight ; @prophesyed ; you, specifically, reading this.

𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬

FULL NAME. [ redacted ] * NICKNAME. ziggy GENDER. agender (he/him or they/them) / typically presents as a “man” for simplicity’s sake and also because he doesn’t care enough to think about it for more than 4 seconds HEIGHT. 5′10″ AGE. 26 (earth years) ZODIAC. ??? (he wasn’t born under our stars ... so .......) SPOKEN LANGUAGES. any/all (he doesn’t really know them, though, he uses an internal translator)

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬

HAIR COLOR. bright red, seemingly unnatural -- but it’s natural EYE COLOR. left pale blue, right black SKIN TONE. very, very, very pale BODY TYPE. skinny. very skinny/slender/svelte. willowy and tall and bony. good for looking waifish on magazine covers but bad for lifting even vaguely heavy objects. VOICE. posh, nasally, low, the slightest bit condescending. speaks with an english accent despite not being english, let alone human. drawls his vowels and enunciates his letters. his voice is strangely clear and bright when he sings, unlike his somewhat unpleasant speaking tone, and he tends to sing in higher pitches than his speaking voice. DOMINANT HAND. ambidextrous -- but he can only play the guitar left handed POSTURE. very straight and proper, holds his head high and his shoulders square. uncertain if it’s height alone or if he really is looking down upon you. SCARS. small incision in the back of his neck where the translator was placed. barely there and usually covered by a collar or his hair, anyways. TATTOOS. none BIRTHMARKS. a large yellow disc on his forehead, rimmed with a slightly darker yellow/bronze with the slightest hint of a chromatic shift affect due to reflecting/light catching pigment in skin cells. this isn’t unique to him, however, as every member of his race has it. has the tiniest hint of a freckle above his lip, on the left side, and he hates it and wishes he could nuke it off his face. both of these are usually covered, anyways. MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S). the circular mark, his unusual eyes, his sharp features, his bright hair. everything about him is weird and outlandish and strange, but it helps him maintain a striking, marketable image.

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝

PLACE OF BIRTH. far away. HOMETOWN. faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar away. SIBLINGS. [ grabs the steering wheel and veers straight into worldbuilding headcanon territory ] the society he comes from is no longer sexually dimorphic and typically doesn’t reproduce the natural way. having evolved far beyond such icky things, they use genetic samples from large swaths of the population to make consistent batches of new individuals -- the genetic samples are screened for defects and aberrations and sort of tossed together into a genome salad, and out comes however many individuals they need to fill in gaps in the population. there’s a lot of consistency in his species due to this: everyone has reddish hair, everyone has heterochromia, everyone is about the same height, etc. so technically, he’s related to everyone in his “batch.” PARENTS. he wouldn’t ever know -- a lot of people, probably

𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞

OCCUPATION. rockstar -- cultural icon -- celebrity -- musician -- singer -- model -- jerk CURRENT RESIDENCE. london, LA, NYC, but he’s constantly moving and tours quite often CLOSE FRIENDS. few and far in between -- he’s friends with his drummer who is named priscilla but usually goes by the stage name WEIRD, as well as siddharth, his bassist, who goes by sid in his personal life but GILLY on stage. they were the first two humans to encounter him and taught him everything he knows, from how to tie his shoes (aliens wear boots, and you should know this) to the C major scale -- because they are among the few humans who know his secret, he views them as his closest and dearest friends. his stardom isolates him from them, just a little -- he likes the spotlight but they don’t mind just being “the drummer” and “the bassist.” they don’t quite have the star power that he does. his manager -- tama ahinariki, some guy from new zealand who seemed to bumble his way into becoming in charge of one of the most successful musicians of the decade -- also knows he’s an alien, but they tend to be more business partners than close friends. tama is more interested in the money side of things whereas priscilla and sid are only interested in the music. ziggy has stock in the music, money, and his personal brand.

via rp, he’s made some friends with other characters! a few. very few. RELATIONSHIP STATUS. single -- he intends to stay that way. he gets all the action he could ever need from his legion of devoted fans and groupies. even in situations where he’s romantically involved and emotionally invested, he would never consider himself exclusive or monogamous. a lot of tabloids make rumors that he’s involved with cardinal copia, fellow rock icon, but he tends to be sneaky at hiding any time they spent together. it’s hard to keep things private when you’re both massively popular public figures, though. he goes out of his way to be sure no one knows about his predilection for spending time with thomas, because the last thing an awkward alien in disguise needs is a lot of public attention because people think you’re dating a celebrity (who they don’t know is also an alien). he hangs around annie a lot, too, but this is extra extra under wraps, because annie has a stalker named jonathan who may or may not go apeshit and try to tear his head off or something if he finds out. FINANCIAL STATUS. filthy rich. should be guillotined. DRIVER’S LICENSE. doesn’t have one. he has some paperwork, somewhere, with a “real” name and all that, but he has no idea where it is and lets his manager deal with that stuff. CRIMINAL RECORD. none ! clean slate. that doesn’t mean he doesn’t do illegal things, though. he just doesn’t get caught. VICES. smoking, drinking, la cocaina, sex, impulsive spendng, rockstar stuff.

𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

SEXUAL ORIENTATION. bisexual. PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch | top | bottom | verse. this doesn’t really come up in rp because i dont write nsfw. the way i view it is that he’s lazy and would rather you take care of him than the other way around LIBIDO. pretty high, but it’s difficult for him to have as much sex as he might prefer because, uh, he has, uh, alien..............parts...........and stuff ..... like ....... some parts down there look different ....... so he’s stuck having sex with usually in the dark, under sheets, and he has to zip his pants up really quick afterwards. maybe it’s a little bit hilarious and i just think it’s funny idk LOVE LANGUAGE. selflessness (which is big, for him, king of all douchebags and lord selfish dickhead the third), rambling to you about his day, physical affection, gifts, letting you see him without make up, opening up to you about his life before earth. he might play you music, sing to you or write you songs if he’s feeling particularly sappy. this is stuff reserved for people that he finds himself incredibly romantically/emotionally attached to, though, not the people he has one night stands with. and he almost never forms any sort of lasting attachment to the people he sleeps with casually. RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. he tends to fall for people who challenge him in some way, who aren’t easily beguiled by his status and physical looks, but who aren’t outright mean to him. that being said, he is very vain, and he loves being showered in compliments, praise or attention. he matches well with people who can put up with his antics and moodiness and odd behavior. he likes the idea of being someone’s muse or someone’s idol, so he finds himself drawn to other creative types. he has the most intimate/special connections with other nonhuman beings, especially other aliens, cuz he feels like they Get him and he wouldn’t be really giving himself in his fullest form if he had to still play pretend that he was a human being. for whatever reason he goes apeshit for goth guys/dudes with black hair who wear a lot of black. he really doesn’t like people who are too much like him, because HE’S HIM, and you’re YOU, and he really wants it to stay that way. GET OUT OF MY DRESSING ROOM

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬

CHARACTER’S THEME SONG. there’s a whole album about him .......... theres a song called “ziggy stardust” ....... HOBBIES TO PASS TIME. singing, music, writing -- he lives for that shid. he likes art in all forms, so he reads, watches movies, looks at paintings -- he has a lot of human culture to catch up on, and he loves all of it, from any time period and any culture. he also likes buying things, shopping, looking nice, gossip. he tends to be a party animal (party alien?) and often indulges in more hedonistic fun. LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED. his brain is not structured like a human brain. also, head empty. no thoughts. FEARS. being perceived as ugly or untalented, being outed as an alien, being rejected for being an alien, becoming a nobody, losing his social status, becoming a conformist, becoming “outdated” or “uncool” SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL. somehow sky high and on the floor at the same time. he usually thinks he can do anything and he’s pretty perfect, but that may just be from a solid few years of repeating that to himself and empty praise given by people who are just crazy obsessed with him -- he built his confidence level on a very shaky foundation, so it’s easy to start making him doubt himself and panic if you know what to criticize him on VULNERABILITIES. a lot of things, and im sick of typing

* pay me 100000 USD to unlock my LEVEL 20 ZIGGY STARDUST LORE pack now with NAMING/TITLE INFORMATION, HOME PLANET CLIMATE/WEATHER PATTERNS and PAST OCCUPATION/EDUCATION information. includes a piece of gum i found on the floor.

#ooc #meme #I'm so close 2 being done with finals just like one more week i turn in terrible project after terrible project #i am typing this as i wait for a group member to send me the first five pages of our cumulative 10 page essay. i hate him. i hate him.#why is he taking so long. i need to write this thing.#but after that i will go back to what i need to do ...#i run this account like a shitty ship careening into rocks #but i will go down with it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#KEEP YOUR 'LECTRIC EYE ON ME ; queue

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nosignalformiles · 2 years

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WIP, butI needed to get them posted

Name: Tadhg (Tieg - Tiger without the -er)

Nickname: Tie/Ty are fine

Age and Birthday: Equivalent of mid to late twenties, hard to give seasons and dates given time differences, but probably late october or early November?

Height: 5ft10

Pronouns and gender: He/him, guy

What they are: Former court fae, current fenodyree

Style and Appearance: As little clothing as possible. That shit itches and makes fur feel hot and sweaty and gross. Not a fan. Breezy. 100% the guy you see walking around in board shorts and nothing else. Pointed ears. Covered in fur. Short and dense, soft to the touch. Sandy colored on his palms, under arms, chest, stomach and inner thighs. More of a banded brown and gray, like a wild rabbit, everywhere else. It feels like rabbit fur. Has a long, thing, and semi-prehensile tail. Even when he Looks human enough, he isn’t changing his appearance, only the perception of it. It’s an illusion, not a transformation. If someone touched him, they’d feel fur.

Piercings and tattoos: No piercings. Under the fur there are still tattoos, a crawling vine that stretches around him, it used to bloom and change with the seasons, but that required the magic from being a court fae. So now it’s plain vines. This is visible on the illusion form.

Scars and distinguishing marks: Animal bites on his forearms, long scars across his back.

Sexuality: gay

FC: X

Personality: Desperately wants to put his trust in other people because he cannot trust himself, but he just can’t. So he’s isolated emotionally. Flirty and kinda hypersexual because of trauma. Clingy, with few boundaries. Goes to fawn over fight, flight or freeze. Under the self-destructive chaos, he’s very gentle, curious. Although that curiosity was essentially cursed out of him. Kind of volatile, around people this comes out as erratic behavior, on his own this means he might burst out crying watching a commercial.

Abilities: None of the former fae magic. Strong, fast, good claws and fangs, very flexible, and a pretty good tumbler/sort of acrobatic performer. Heals pretty quick, but nothing compared to court fae.

Weaknesses: Can be hurt by most things, no specific weakness or sensitivity to any metals.

Links: Headcanons - Media - Fun Stuff - Playlist - Music - Threads

Other bits and pieces:

The illusion of a more human appearance was created by Finch to test out enchanting items. It isn’t foolproof, magical barriers can stop it working, it can run out of charge, and people who can see through illusions wont fall for it. Otherwise, it’s a leather strap with a small glass vial full of ingredients and sealed with wax, he wears it as a necklace.

Homesick, but also so completely disillusioned with the very nature of royal courts and old fae. Which leads to some complicated feelings around someone who was, and still probably is, his best friend.

Confined spaces, and being restricted or controlled without permission or understanding, will freak him the fuck out. He will probably react violently.

If you know cat body language wrt tail movements, you can definitely figure out what his traitorous tail is saying at times. (Lifts if he sees someone he likes, flicks about when he’s getting restless, wraps around people he cares about, fluffs up if scared or trying to look big etc.)

He was on earth for so many fucking years alone stuck in a feral, completely inhuman, mindset. It didn’t go well. He doesn’t ever slip back into that, he was tempered back to his own faculties, by Valentine’s magic, but he can remember it all.

Has some pretty awful nightmares.

He is a trans man

Long form backstory and bio:

Tadhg was the only child of two fae knights. It was pretty much known from birth what he’d do. He was allowed too socialize with Valentine because of his dad’s position as Vali’s personal guard. He was trusted, so Tadhg was too.

Going to lessons and classes that would’ve never normally been an for him opened his eyes to the larger possibilities and world outside the royal court, and outside the island in general. Conveniently ignoring the bloody history with humans and current opinion on them. Or, more accurately, not giving a shit about it.

He learned the secret passages and ways around the court from a very young age, quickly teaching them to his usual partner in crime, Valentine. The two especially liked sitting by a cliff that gave a clear view across to a human town on a nearby island.

Once he got older, formal combat training and actual rules and restrictions were put in place, no longer allowed the relative free rein given to him as a kid while both his parents worked. Tadhg had secretly hoped he’d be goddamn useless. So bad they’d find another job for him elsewhere. But the second his instructor started training him with the language/rhetoric of protecting his best friend, he was invested. Any hope of sucking went out the window.

He was very well trained, and was quickly just flat out working within the court, not training. The intention was for him to get a few years under his belt before becoming Valentine’s personal guard, like his father had been before getting promoted.

Except things didn’t go down that way. Ever curious, Tadhg snuck off the island one night, leaving his things with Valentine, who kept watch by the water’s edge. It went well. He wandered around a human town with a glamour up, talked to people, ate food, had some drinks, played darts, and then went back home utterly besotted.

After that, it became a monthly thing. He even ended up caring a lot about a human in the town, he isn’t sure it was love, but it was something. What was a month for him was anywhere between a few months to a few years for the human, so they were in their forties when Tadhg saw them last. Twice in quick succession. The first on a night where other court royals were visiting, preparing for a wild hunt. He was supposed to be there, and instead he ran off to be with the human.

When this was discovered, king Rhodric’s absolute hatred for humans and sense of betrayal let itself be known. He was dragged out publically to be sentenced to death, only for his father to make a plea. To die in his son’s place, with Tadhg being allowed to leave the court unharmed, and live on elsewhere. His father was publically executed in his place, and Rhodric stuck to the letter of the deal, but not the spirit. Tadhg wasn’t harmed, but he was transformed. Body and mind twisted into something broken and feral, released onto the human island - out of the court - as new quarry for the wild hunt.

The second time he saw the human, Tadhg was unrecognizable. Acted like a cornered animal and attacked. Blood clinging to his fur as not just the fae hunting him. How he got through the night, he doesn’t know. It was only with the help of friends he still had back home.

It was only a handful of years in the fae realm, and only a handful of years to his own body, but on earth they stretched out for decades. Years spent dragged around in a cage, as a sideshow, traded around like any other creature. He was dangerous, violent, a scared animal reacting out of fear and confusion. But hey, for any human with the cash, he was worth a look. Advertised as a wolfboy, as a missing link, as a lion man, and more. Some places tried to train him, especially when laws started popping up to shut down the spectacle. If he was a performer, it wasn’t a freak show, it was an act. Mostly this was done by people who favored the positive punishment quadrant of operant conditioning.

Far too many years had passed for him to come out the other side completely unscathed once he was returned, at least mentally, to who he’d been before. While well-meaning, being told he didn’t deserve the cage and violence, only confuses him and makes him doubt himself more. Fully seeing it as a justified action, he wasn’t safe to be around, he wasn’t in control. Of course, almost anyone but him can see that sure, maybe they needed to get rid of him, but if he was that dangerous, they wouldn’t have tried to make a profit with him like a performing poodle.

Sometimes he really wishes that Valentine hadn’t saved him. Because it brought back the memories, the responsibility, the anger and pain that had gone un processed for so long. He got his dad killed. He got himself turned into that. (There is 100% some suicidal ideation stuff here, seeing it as maybe he’d’ve been better off killed, maybe he deserves to die etc. But I wont go into detail cause triggering as hell)

With Valentine and Oriol around, Tadhg quickly found himself acting as a guard all over again. He was their knight. He’d keep them safe. Make sure nothing happened to them, more determined than he’d ever been before. Unwilling to let either of them see weakness or cracks. Trying desperately to make up for past mistakes that no one but him sees as his faults.

Over the few years they’ve been together in Wellspring, the behavior has gotten worse in some ways, better in others. Both Valentine and Finch have introduced him to Aster, but he’s refused help with nightmares or trauma, and Finch and Cyren have both been awful influences in furthering his self-destructive tendencies that most people see as just fun times.

He buts heads with Oriol over Valentine’s future with the court. Tadhg firmly thinks it would be better for them - safer for Valentine especially - to just stay in Wellspring. Forget that world. It was fucked up anyways. But Oriol, and Valentine for that matter, both think that’s the point, that’s why they need to go back. To fix it, and get rid of Vali’s dad.

So there’s already been a building tension, not helped by Tadhg’s understandable distrust in royalty, so seeing Valentne work so hard to get back to a title, to a position, it fucks him up a bit. He doesn’t know how to feel about it, but betrayed is pretty close. Especially doesn’t help that sometimes Valentine looks and sounds a lot liike his dad. He doesn’t have the language to say it, but it’s triggering. Having your best friend remind you so strongy of the man who killed your father and ruined your life, it’ll mess you up a bit. So despite still patrolling their home, working constantly to keep them safe, Tadhg doesn’t really connect with Valentine. Not like they used to. They don’t just hang out, run around, explore, grab drinks. It’s business and a shadow of what used to be.

The situation is also not helped by Valentine pulling away, feeling guilty that he couldn’t completely restore Tadhg to his former self, and that he wanted to keep Tadhg unable to hide his inhuman appearance, thinking it would keep them close, so he wouldn’t be left alone again. Valentine knew how fucking selfish that thought and action was, but he still dd it. Getting the result he wanted, and viewing it as a justified action, but he knows it was shit.

He’s feeling unmoored all over again, losing the one piece of home he has, the only true friend and family he has left. Sooo expect some serious clingyness if muses get close to him.

#headcanon oriol #muse bios

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