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norton campbell (survivor) x gn reader
prompt: jealousy
warnings: jealousy (yeah no shit), physical touch
a/n: i have a hard time writing jealous characters but im gonna try my best today raaah hopefully i do alright also this is valentines event day 4 wahoo alright cool let's get on with it already
ever since the two of you got in a relationship with each other, norton couldn't help but feel protective over you.
he doesn't mean it in a bad way, of course! it's just that he's used to having things he cares about being snatched away, and he doesn't want to lose you as well. he cares about you more than anything else in the world, after all.
don't worry, though, he's not protective to the point where he's constantly hovering around you, obviously. he understands that you want to hang out with your friends sometimes, and he trusts that your friends wouldn't do anything malicious towards you. he doesn't let it get to him.
what does get to him, though, is whenever someone seems to start getting a bit too comfortable whenever you two hang out. you brush it off at first, obviously, since pretty much everyone at the manor knew about your relationship with norton. surely, they doesn't mean for their actions to come off like that, do they?
but norton isn't convinced. something about the whole situation just feels... off to him. he tries not to ovethink it, but he just can't help himself. something about it just seemed to make him feel strange and sour inside. he knows that they likely doesn't mean any harm, but...
he's left feeling bitter and uneasy as he keeps thinking about it. he doesn't quite seem to realize the way he subconsciously starts appearing by your side more and more, keeping a watchful eye on anyone else around. it's just his protective instincts. he doesn't mean to suddenly start sticking to your presence, it just... happens.
norton doesn't really seem to realize that he's jealous. he just wants to keep you safe and remind anyone else who dares to make a move that your his, and you don't plan on leaving him anytime soon.
if the situation calls for it, he pulls you closer to him almost subconsciously. he wraps an arm around your waist and holds you tightly next to him, shooting a nasty glare at whoever was getting a bit too close for comfort. he'll even go so far as to grunt at them, angrily telling them to back off, though he does his best to keep his emotions under control.
if you try to tease him about this later that night, he just grumbles and denies everything you say with the tiniest tint of blush on his cheeks. him? jealous? no, he'd never get jealous... where'd you get that idea from?
a/n: me when i. nortbn cmpball
thanks for reading, and remember to take care of yourself!
#`•- main hall in the archives: headcanons#`•- events in the archives: the philomena's propellente's countdown to valentines day#philomena's files#norton campbell x reader#identity v x reader#idv x reader#fanfic#fanfic author#fanfiction#fanfiction author#x reader#norton campbell#identity v prospector#idv prospector#identity v#idv
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tag drop (redo: general & peter)
#PBP. TERRIFIED OF CHANGE / 001. pre homecoming verse#PBP. MANKIND’S NEW FRIEND / 002. homecoming verse#PBP. HATES MONUMENTS / 003. far from home verse#PBP. THE END OF A LONG ORIGIN / 004. no way home verse#PBP. JUST ME N MY 23 TABS / 006. college verse#PBP. IN THE EPICENTER / 008. 911 verse#ARTS & CRAFTS / self promos#MUSEUM HALLS / promos for lovely people#RAMBLING NONSENSE / ooc#MAYBE A 100 BAD DAYS MADE A 100 GOOD STORIES / memes#INQUIRE WITHIN / asks#TIME CAPSULES / archives#PBP. WEBHEAD / visage#PBP. STILL TURNING OUT / headcanons#PBP. MADE IN NYC / musings & aesthetics#PBP. A FILM BY / 001. post no way home (main)#PBP. BE OPEN TO THE GOOD / 002. ted lasso verse#PBP. NOW I GROW WINGS AND RAGE / 003. overwatch verse#PBP. JUST THE GUITAR GUY / 004. musician verse#PBP. JUST ME AND YOU / dyn. may parker#PBP. WHEN I SEE YOU AGAIN / dyn. michelle jones watson#PBP. ONE AND ONLY BEST FRIEND / dyn. ned leeds#PBP. THREE IS A MAGIC NUMBER / dyn. peter 1 & 2 & 3#PBP. POE DAMERON?!!? / dyn. marc spector (bledf1rst)#PBP. YOU CHANGED ME & I YOU / dyn. verity (automnic)
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OKAY. Suitehearts Thoughts time. For my magnus archives danger days au. The first brainstorming post is here
One of thems a vampire. The shark toothed physically unable to speak tma kind. I was thinking Sandman but actually. Maybe Crab?? Because i always headcanon him mute and hard of hearing and Benzedrine like semi verbal and they communicate a lot with sign but the vampire thing is like. They send mental vibes through eye contact. Feelings and thoughts in a mindmeld. And i just think that fits them. Maybe he turns benz at some point and he becomes a vamp too. Sure the vampires whole purposes are like to like hunt humans sure but like whatever its fiction he can have human friends. Mostly human friends. Because the thing is the suitehearts in this are all Fucked up. Like they're juvie halls, they're in the underground, in the city, where the fears are. And sure better living sends all their monsters beyond the walls for the killjoys but like the desert is the other powers domain, the Witch and Destroya and whatever else i come up with. The fears are festering within the city, and especially in like the slums and the underground? They kind of run rampant, bli doesnt care, the peple there are seen as expendable, all future dracs. So the suitehearts face monsters and fears and shit, but it also means that those who are avatars of the entities, they're powerful within the city, where the entities are. So Sandman and Donnie, who i might be making avatars, have more powers than like, Cherri with the vast or Ghoul with the rot or something like i mentioned, since theyre way out in the desert, and not as connected.
Benzedrine- well I'm still thinking about it- but either hes an avatar, or his flavor of fucked up is like, he used to be a avatar. My main plan is that he survived a ritual and had like. A youngblood chronicles experience. So this would be like. A ybc/suitehearts/dager days/tma crossover 💀. So he's like still dealing with the aftermath of that. And suprise! Hes immensely fucked up by it. Maybe theres still traces of that power in him too, and sometimes his eyes flicker yellow.. (im so normal about this).
Donnie I'm not very sure on anything yet, if he'll be an avatar or not. If he is, maybe for the spiral? He just has the vibes.
Mr Sandman.. I think he'd be a good avatar for the end. With some power over or knowledge on death. Like the tma guy that could see the vines and knew how and roughly when everyone would die, at first he just saw it in dreams but then he started seeing the vines in real life too. Sandman has that power or like, the power to give someone a heart attack or something. I just know i want it to be freaky, and him to be really, really creepy.
#danger days tma au#ttlotfk#danger days#the true lives of the fabulous killjoys#america's suitehearts
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~~THE EDGY ELLA MASTERLIST~~
Hello! Welcome to my Tumblr. Yes, it is I, the great and powerful Edgy Ella. This is my personal blog, not dedicated to any one fandom, so I post all kinds of things on here. Below the cut are links to my socials, projects I’m working on, some of my biggest and/or favorite posts on here, etc.
Socials:
Twitter: Here
YouTube: Here
Archive of our Own: Here
Discord: Here (this is primarily a server for Iron Touch)
Ongoing Projects:
Iron Touch: A JoJo fanpart that takes place between Golden Wind and Stone Ocean starring Polnareff’s daughter as the lead. Don’t forget to leave comments and kudos!
Conversations With Mike: A FNAF rewrite meant to streamline the story while adding some new plot details in to keep things interesting. Written in collaboration with @allshaftsfall. Alternate link here.
Completed Fics:
JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure:
Little Diamond: A short fic of Tomoko finding Josuke in the hospital after his battle with Kira. Completed on 6/18/2021.
Water Boiling on the Seafloor: While traveling via submarine to Egypt, Polnareff has a little chat with Avdol about the whole "faking his death" thing. Completed 5/27/2023.
Sonic the Hedgehog:
Unlike Mechs, I Can Grow: Being a teenager, Sonic was bound to hit his growth spurt at some point. His robot doppelganger wishes it could say the same. Completed 4/22/2022.
(All of my fics are rated either G or T on AO3. Don’t worry—there’s no smut to be found here.)
Side Blogs:
@iron-touch: A blog dedicated to my aforementioned fanpart, where I post chapter updates, author’s notes, and reblog any fanart of the fic I see
@futuresmashmemes: My smash bros meme blog where I post about stuff that could happen in Smash Bros (and some of it did!)
The Tumblr Archives:
Ella Essays: Wanna hear me ramble? These are my theories, analysis posts, and headcanons about anything and everything I wanna talk about.
Hall of Fame: Posts from this blog with 100 notes or more.
DNI List:
I’ve never been much of a blocker or “if you like this thing, don’t breathe in my general vicinity or I’ll chop your hands off” kind of a person, so anyone is free to interact with me if they want. However, there are types of people that I usually don’t get along with or feel uncomfortable talking to.
Proshippers: I’m not a shipping guy and stay out of ship discourse, but I don’t have a good track record with proshippers. If you can’t handle me dunking on your problematic ship, then we probably won’t get along.
NSFW/kink accounts: No thank you, not my thing. Not on main, anyways. I don’t mind if you post NSFW on a side account, though.
MAPs: Pedos can suck my big fat adult cock
Skinny shamers: Body shaming of any kind is incredibly rude, but for whatever reason people seem to think skinny shaming is the exception. If you unironically have a “fuck the skinny bitches” mentality, keep in mind that I am the skinny bitches in question.
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Introduction Post
Hi, my name is Jo, I use he/him pronouns and I am a binary gnc transmasc. I am the current only moderator of the rainbow-dash-sideblog tumblr blog, an archive of various art pieces relating to Rainbow Dash from the cartoon series My Little Pony(as well as her previous and future iterations) and Rainbow Dash-adjacent characters.
Feel free to send things about your RD headcanons, xenogenders, etc etc. As long as they are SFW.
FAQ (aka don't ask these questions please)
What is this blogs purpose?
The simple answer is, "To archive media surrounding a popular cartoon character that the moderator(s) enjoy." There are more personal reasons, of course, though at the end of the day, this is just a blog that reblogs and tags things. I, myself, consider it to be a 'project' in the sense that I wish to keep it up forever.
Why make a blog like this?
Because I was bored and I like Rainbow Dash. I also enjoy archive blogs such as @heritageposts and I've always dreamed of creating and moderating a blog similar to that. Though R-D-SB focuses more on recent artworks that are very likely to be forgotten and buried rather than old iconic posts of Tumblr's past.
You said you wanted to keep this blog up forever, what do you mean?
I mean that even if I decide to deactivate my main blog(@vampiricspectrumdisorder), I will manually transfer all of this blog's content over onto a separate tumblr account so it may never be lost(...for as long as Tumblr stays around, anyway). If I deactivate my main blog and transfer all of what I currently have over to a new tumblr account, I would not expect this blog to be maintained after that point. Though, who knows. Time will tell.
Will you ever open up moderator slots?
Most likely, though I will wait to do that until this blog has at least 100 followers. I want a large enough pool to pick from.
Who is your favorite MLP character?
...Despite what you may think, it's actually Celestia...
Do you have any other blogs like this?
(nobody would ever ask this, but I want to self promote LOL...)
I do have other sideblogs(@cyberneticcelestia, where I post my artwork, @moichinagae, a community resource for YASHA(1996), an obscure manga by Akimi Yoshia, which is still in development as i figure out what to post on it). My main blog, as said above, is @radspeon where i mostly reblog things and I don't have a set blog theme.
Under the Keep Reading, there will be a list of all the tags used on this account! Browse safely, kids.
rainbow dash sideblog originals - original posts that are not reblogs
rainbow dash sideblog reblogs - reblogged posts(most of the blogs content lol)
RDAU - posts about AU’s related to Rainbow Dash
feat [character] - posts featuring another character(like the other mane 6, the princesses, Jesse Pinkman, or Sam Winchester)
transmasc RD headcanon - posts about transmasc RD(there’s so many that it deserves it’s own tag)
xenogenders - Rainbow Dash/RD-adjacent xenogenders
rd physical media - kinda self explanatory, it’s physical items that are themed around Rainbow Dash, like toys and headphones and shirts
rainbow-dash-sideblog hall of fame - images/art of rainbow dash that I think are particularly noteworthy/outstanding(not that all RD art isn’t outstanding, but I’m talking about shit that is insane), also used for historical rainbow dash posts(if I find any)
g3 rainbow dash - self explanatory, I think. It’s for RD in g3, because I love her and she deserves more love.
king sombra timeline RD - ….it’s my blog I get to decide what fits in RDAU and what doesn’t/j (no but, I think that KSTRD is different enough from other RDAU’s that she deserves her own tag!)
RD STIMS - rainbow dash stimboards
equestria girls rd - art of RD that is either based on the EG series or is just of a humanized rainbow dash in general.
rdvids - videos featuring RD
rd gifs - gifs featuring RD
More to be added
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Resource for Picard Fanfic Writers
Season 2 of Star Trek: Picard is upon us, and I have barely had time to read any of the myriad of new fics that have arrived in the AO3 tag in the last couple of weeks. So many new stories! So many new names! I am so incredibly happy to see you all joining us on this wild ride 😁
It’s been a while since I’ve done some self-promo for this blog, so I thought now would be the right time.
Welcome to the Mapping La Sirena Project!
I started this little blog a couple of years ago, because I was writing fanfiction for Star Trek: Picard, and at the time, we didn’t have any floor plans or layouts of the main location the series takes place in: Captain Cris Rios's Kaplan F17 Speed Freighter La Sirena.
In the intervening years, the production team have been incredibly generous and have given us glimpses of official set plans, construction photos and all kinds of other resources you could use to answer questions like:
“If Rios is sitting on the bridge, can Agnes get his attention if she shouts loud enough from the mess hall?” (Yes.)
“Where is a dark corner for Raffi and Seven to make out in, if they’re too... preoccupied to stumble all the way back into their quarters?” (Blind corridor behind the holodeck.)
“Is there a way to get to the back of the ship from the mess hall that doesn’t involve going up the stairs to the bridge, running along the entire length of the upper deck, and going down the stairs near the engine lights?” (It’s complicated. On the set? No. In universe? Probably, because there is enough space for corridors to go past the sides of sickbay, and not having at least one corridor there would be ridiculous.)
“Is it just me or is the ship bigger on the inside?” (🙈 I’m afraid so.)
And so, so much more.
I have made it my mission (or rather my hobby to an obsessive degree 😅) to collect this information and make posts exploring this little ship. Partially because I have absolutely fallen in love with her and want to know each of her bolts and fittings blind, but also because I want to create a resource for writers like me, who have questions about the location where their Picard fanfics are set.
If you have a question about La Sirena, be it about what we saw of her in season 1, what we’ve seen of her in season 2 so far, or what the beta canon has said about her, but you don’t want to trawl through hundreds of Trek Core photos or reddit threads or TrekBBS forum posts, you have come to the right place!
In my masterpost (pinned post on the blog, I’m not gonna link it here, because I want this post to show up in the Picard tags 🙈), there are links to most of the more involved posts I’ve written so far. I don’t have a masterlist of my tags yet, but my tagging system for this blog is pretty meticulous, so if you want to check if I have mentioned the mess hall in a post that’s not mentioned on the masterpost, just click on the tag under the deep dive and see what comes up.
And if you have a question that I haven’t covered (or you don’t currently have the time, energy, or spoons to go rooting around the archives), my ask box is always open! No question is “too silly” or “too small” or “too nitpicky”. And I’m happy to answer the same question over and over again, if it gives me a chance to talk about this ship!
A Quick Note on “Accuracy” in Fanfics
I don’t want anyone to use this blog as an excuse to police other people’s fic writing (or their own writing, for that matter). From what I’ve seen of the Picard fanfic writing community, all of you are incredibly lovely people and would probably never dream of something like this, but I feel it deserves to be said nonetheless.
If you couldn’t care less about the precise size and layout of La Sirena, that is perfectly fine! I, for one, will love reading your fic/headcanons/meta/what have you anyway, because you're brave and generous enough to share your passion for this world we all love. Who cares if you give the ship a few extra rooms she doesn’t have in canon? I’ve certainly done that before 😋
This project is not a callout or attempt at gatekeeping or a plea for people to care more about accuracy in their fics or whatever. It’s just a resource (or source of entertainment, if you’re into really nerdy, detail-obsessed starship observations) for those who think they might enjoy that.
So, I hope I’ll be able to help some of you in the future and share my joy about the absolute beauty that is La Sirena!
#star trek picard#star trek: picard#la sirena#cristobal rios#agnes jurati#raffi musiker#seven of nine#elnor#jean-luc picard#soji asha#about the project#not mapping#tw flashing gif#i was originally going to title this post 'attention picard fanfic writers'#but that felt a bit too much like gul dukat going 'attention bajoran workers' 🙈#anyway i would love to see some new faces and hear from y'all!#i know i haven't been posting super regularly#but i'm always utterly delighted when i get to answer questions#and my collection of several thousand meticulously labelled and easily searchable screenshots holds so many wonderful details#yet to be discovered#so any question is appreciated :D
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OM Omegaverse - Lucifer (SFW)
Rating: Teen and Up
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: GN/M
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Characters: Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)
Additional Tags: omegaverse, scenting, headcanons and short fic, SFW edition
Summary: Lucifer is claiming what’s his.
Lucifer is an Alpha and everyone knows it. He carries himself with an air that lets everyone around him know that he is at the top of the hierarchy. Depending on the atmosphere, it can be completely oppressive to an Omega or even a Beta. Though some Omega may lash out rather than submit if there is bad blood (see: Satan & Belphie).
When he is about to go into a rut, he begins to pace back and forth in an effort to mark his territory. He is usually the last one to realize he is doing this and someone needs to point it out for him.
Since he has to share the House of Lamentation with his family and MC, he tries to restrict his territory to his room and office. Spreading out any further than that can create issues because it becomes hard and harder to avoid stepping into it.
He has a hair-trigger and will attack anyone that comes into his territory. The only people he apparently will not attack are MC (after they got their pact with him) and Dia.
Despite his efforts to keep his territory to a smaller space, Lucifer is not afraid to leave his designated area to find exactly what he wants; someone to drag back to his territory with him. Oftentimes, the family throws MC into Purgatory Hall or the castle for a week when Lucifer goes into a rut. It's the safest option.
If he manages to get his hands on MC, however, he will attempt to use his overwhelming presence and influence to convince them to come with him. Since they are human, it isn’t very effective. In that case, they just get dragged back anyway. It is safer to just agree to go with him. Rescuing MC is a lost cause. It’s not like Lucifer will hurt them, so everyone just has to deal with it.
Lucifer spends a lot of time rubbing his cheeks against whoever is with him to make sure they are scented properly. He has to make sure that everybody knows when someone belongs to him.
“Mine,” Lucifer says as he rubs his cheek longingly against the human wrapped in his arms, “All mine.”
“Uhh, this is a little awkward,” they struggle to get out as he squishes their face with his own, “Is it really necessary?”
He froze for a moment, staring down at them with eyes that dared them to ask such a stupid question again. He was coating them in his devotion and they had the gall to question him. Any omega would be honored to be scented by an alpha like him. Truly, a human could not appreciate what he offered.
“It is necessary as long as I say it is.” He jerked their head toward him and claimed their lips with his own, careful to avoid his desire to bite down on them so he could lick the wound and scent them another way. Only once they began to moan into the kiss did he pull away, “Now shut up and be good.”
#obey me#obey me omegaverse#obey me lucifer#mine#swd obey me#obey me swd#obey me shall we date#obey me fluff#fluff
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Concept: Destiny Orchestra A.U.
Zavala's a stressed conductor who's desperately trying to "stick to the classics" but every once and a while drags out that one piece he knew his wife loved. Ikora is the first violin who always manages to make even the E string sound heavenly. She also somehow always manages to grab coffee for everyone on break.
Drifter's the kid who never shows up on time but is somehow the best viola player you've ever heard. Eris is the violist who used to be a violinist but switched over and is now the second chair violist who's always filling in for Drifter. The Exo Stranger is the only double bass. Variks is the section leader for the second violin who used to be the second chair violin but was "promoted" when Eramis auditioned so that she could take the second chair.
Shaxx is the percussion section (with his red jacks) and everyone fucking knows it. He's the lifeblood of the group always coming in clutch with the jokes during rehearsal and keeping everyone motivated on concert days. Saladin is the first obeo; a classic instrument everyone forgets but is absolutely necessary. He refers to the other oboe players as his "wolves".
Saint-14 is the first chair cello who's been there since the beginning with his boyfriend Osiris who plays the harp with enough passion time seems to stand still. The two of them have their own youtube account and everyone in the orchestra follows; not because they feel obligated, but because they're amazing.
House of Light / Misraaks is the choir that has recently started singing with the orchestra. It's only a few pieces now, but they've already made friends within the orchestra who make them feel welcome and comfortable. Lakshmi (or whatever her fucking name was) was the singer that thought they didn't need the choir. She was promptly fired.
The Spider and his associates are the music archives. Zavala has recently started getting music from them but they have extremely strict rules and absolutely hate if you leave any pencil markings, accidentally write in pen, or spill your drink on your music. Spider also has a concert hall with some of the best acoustics and lets Zavala use it provided that he play one song he requests.
Amanda Holiday isn't one of the musicians, but she's the main instrument rental store/repair store that everyone recommends. Saint-14 still doesn't like her touching his instrument even if Zavala is near insistent that he should get it tuned up. Ada-1 is the owner of a music supply shop for everything from tuners to cases to new strings.
Add to this with your OCs or characters I missed or if you think you have a better headcanon. I left Young Wolf intentionally ambiguous.
#orchestra au#destiny 2#destiny the game#the drifter destiny#the drifter#drifter destiny#zavala#source: I was in an orchestra#destiny ikora#lord shaxx#lord saladin#saint 14#osiris#eris morn#the spider destiny#the spider#misraaks#ada 1#amanda holliday#destiny headcanons#I will probably never write this#but at least I tried
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Meet my Guardians :) [part 1?]
I have been playing Eldarya ever since I was 14. For the past few years, I had been reading the story religiously, mixing in headcanons to fill plot-holes, and fleshing out Erika until she became something entirely different.
Her character soon split into my three mains, all of whom I will introduce to you all in this post! In my Eldarya AU, they all exist in the same universe, and the three of them play crucial roles in the Oracle’s prophecy. I will develop them more as time goes by hmhm
1-Monnika
Name: Monnika Defreine (she/her)
Birth date: 14th November [ ♏︎ ]
Age: 22
Species: Faelienne (Aengel+Human)
MBTI: INFP
Guard: Absynthe Guard
Familiar: Lillith (Bâkhrâhell)
LI: Leiftan (both in TO and in ANE)
Occupation in the Guard of Eel: She has taken on the role of a teacher for many children inside the H.Q’s walls. She specializes in lyrical poetry and composition. Whenever she is free from her teaching job, she adventures out into the forest to collect ingredients for ointments and potion spells.
Sub-occupation: Trained alchemist, Oracle visualizer. Monnika has frequent premonitory dreams and visions featuring the Oracle, but she cannot understand them nor speak in their tongue. Her visual communication with the Oracle is important regardless, and she’s the most attached to it.
Weapon of choice: Sword
Pros: Forgiving, educated, compassionate, patient, reliable.
Cons: A push-over, easily biased, indecisive, self-victimizing, very edgy.
Monnika follows the more “canon Erika” path. She is the only one of the main three to have come from Earth through the portal we see at the beginning of the game. She is also the only one to retain an element of Aengel blood, albeit stronger than Erika’s. The option was ruled out for canon Erika, but Monnika is indeed adopted and a faelienne. She’s aware of her adoption but does not know anything else about her background, nor has she cared to know.
In her childhood, she was often reported to affect nearby light and energy sources. Her parents believed her to simply be sensitive to electromagnetic fields. This explanation is usually given to spiritual mediums: The energy they accumulate is said to be what causes paranormal phenomena around them.
Once she crossed the portal into Eldarya, she began regulating her Maana, and her powers started manifesting more. The eventual blood transfusion and ‘soul-tethering’ with Leiftan jumpstarted a physical transformation, leaving her stuck out of her human disguise. Now, do not let her edgy appearance fool you: she is an Aengel.
Monnika's form is inspired by traditional Seraphims— that is, ominous balls of eyes and feathers. Her blood is ancient, and her outside reflects it: Upon transforming, all of her grows in size monstrously. She prostrates, back heavy with wings, as blazing white light fills her sockets. Her spindly fingers dig into the soil, like the feeble limbs of a black widow spider. She is one with the earth her mother bore her from; in her presence, one feels as though judgment is neigh.
There are no reasons to fear her, though, for she is kind and reserved. Monnika finds joy in tranquility and avoids company most of the time. After her initial transformation, she grew more distant, ashamed of her new condition. Her human blood keeps her from smoothly regulating her powers, so she is stuck in her angel form from the first time it occurs to the end of the War for Eldarya, before the 7-year coma. With training, she is finally able to change back to a more human disguise.
Leiftan and Monnika are, indeed, soulmates. She always felt herself gravitate towards him and followed this attraction without remorse. Her alliance stands with Leiftan and with Leiftan only, which made her position in TO quite complicated. Her lover's crimes were heinous, but her eagerness to build bridges between them again kept her from understanding the seriousness of it all. After their coma, her spirit and trust are broken by Leiftan's distance. She's then left to pine from afar, desperately trying to comprehend how she's supposed to live with half a heart.
2-Astraea
Name: Astraea Varma (she/her)
Birth date: 5th March [ ♓︎ ]
Age: 24
Species: Euryhalin nomadic mermaid
MBTI: ISFJ
Guard: Obsidian Guard
Familiar: Thetis (Blobbiathan)
LI: Valkyon (TO) & Mathieu (ANE)
Occupation in the Guard of Eel: Unwilling to find herself (or her peers) wounded and helpless in the midst of battle, she started working as a nurse under the protection of Ewelein. Her eagerness to learn and help others soon turned her into a sponge for medical knowledge.
Sub-occupation: Obsidian infantry soldier, Crystal fragment detector. Astraea can easily sense the presence of crystal fragments, corrupted or not. She can easily follow them to where they are, as if they left a visible trail.
Weapon of choice: Hammer or enchanted fists.
Pros: law-abiding, empathetic, just, optimistic, fun to be around.
Cons: Inflexible, holds grudges, bad loser, stubborn, quick to judge.
Astraea washed up on a small stream that crosses the forest of Eel. She was found by Ykhar and Alajéa on the noon of the same day that Monnika appeared in the Crystal Room. Astraea had no recollection of her journey upon waking up beside the fact that she was looking for something significant. She made allusions to it being noted down in her journals, all of which she lost in the last half of her trip.
She comes from a clan of Euryhalin nomadic mermaids, aquatic creatures who can travel both through rivers and oceans according to migratory seasons. These migration patterns are marked by the moon and the stars, so these mermaids are essentially nocturnal. This is similar (if not the same, even) to the structure and tradition of Alajéa and her sister Colaïa’s clan. The likeness between Alajéa and Astraea’s experiences will eventually strengthen the bond between them, and make them grow closer than ever— despite the initial moments of sourness. The only thing that could throw a spanner in the works is Astraea's distaste for Karenn, Alajéa's best friend. The breach between them is no different in ANE, as Karenn's overall demeanor is quick to make Astraea's blood boil.
Despite being an Obsidian, Astraea fears conflict and very much dislikes harming others. She is not one to await battle with a smile, nor is she an outstanding warrior by herself. Nevertheless, it is her wit, perseverance, and fairness that landed her on that guard. Moments of doubt, like passing mists, may have clouded her self-perception; She may have broken down many times but always stood up again to dedicate more effort to her cause. She fights when necessary, using her knowledge in enchantments to gather up fists of rocks as her weapons.
Incredibly passionate about justice and discipline, Astraea held the Obsidian chief Valkyon in high regard. He became one of her confidants in the tortuous search for her memories; then, a partner to stand by as the world caved in. After the War and the 7-year coma, Astraea withdrew into isolation, grieving over the loss of her lover and mentor. The cherry tree that once was Valkyon’s shelter is now Astraea’s place of reflection— a deep, melancholic pondering only Mathieu, a new friend, and Sonzaishinai, an old friend, can get her out of.
3)Sonzaishinai
Name: Hélène “Sonzaishinai” Müller(she/her)
Birth date: 20th May [ ♊︎ ]
Age: 25
Species: Nocturnal fae (moth variant)
MBTI: ENTP
Guard: Shadow Guard
Familiar: Skade (Owlett)
LI: Nevra (TO) & Lance (ANE)
Occupation in the Guard of Eel: Hélène had always shown a questionable interest in the archives of the H.Q. When Ykhar offered her to work as an adjoined archive librarian, she could not pass it up. She knows the catalogue by heart and has gathered a bunch of...information that may be of use to her.
Sub-occupation: Master archer, Oracle interpreter. Sonzaishinai has auditory hallucinations featuring the Oracle. She is able to understand her tongue and speak in the Ancient tongue of Eel, thus being able to interpret many crucial pieces of information.
Weapon of choice: Bow and arrow.
Pros: Diplomatic, humorous, witty, loyal, affectionate.
Cons: Hides information, violent under stress, impulsive, patronizing.
Sonzaishinai was brought to the H.Q disheveled and delirious by a group of local Purreko merchants. They had accused her of theft (bread? a dragon tear? so they said), and she was thrown into a cell pre-emptively. Nevertheless, her worn-down state and the lack of evidence ended the trial period rather quickly. For lack of planning and information about her, she was kept in jail for an extra day. Sonzaishinai was in prison at the same time as Monnika. The 'masked man' freed both, and the girls parted ways at the Hall of Doors.
As a disoriented newcomer, Sonzaishinai was granted shelter. She was allowed three days to recover and decide on her fate. She would either hit the road and return to her homeland or commit to becoming a productive citizen of Eel— by settling and supporting local markets, or joining the staff. Her affairs were thoroughly searched, and nothing was found but a couple notebooks filled with inscriptions in an alphabet unknown. Under questioning, Sonzaishinai soon proved to be, somehow, proficient in languages galore, many of them forgotten and unused.
She soon joined the same recruit program as Monnika and Astraea...not without the Guard's persuasion, of course. There, Sonzaishinai and Astraea grew close beyond belief. They learned to lean on each other, bound by laughter and blind trust. Sonzaishinai considers Astraea a sister and does not hesitate to call her so— while Astraea always goes to Sonzaishinai for guidance. In ANE's weapon giving ceremony, Hélène chooses to call her new bow (it is Monnika who gets the sword) "Astraea", for she believes the younger mermaid to be her protection and good luck charm.
The nickname "Sonzai Shinai" was given to her by a guard colleague from the Jade Coast. It is a verbal expression of Japanese origin, meaning "there is not", "it does not exist". The culprit behind Hélène's telling nickname is no other than her silence: One can barely hear her arrive, and she always seems to appear as suddenly as she fades away. With time, she fully adopted the nickname, and nobody really calls her Hélène anymore—with rare exceptions.
Nocturnal faes are beings as mysterious and charming as they are dangerous. Most of them present themselves as delicate young women, who seem far too attractive or even stuck in time, never aging. Behind their lips, however, hide sharp teeth. They are carnivorous and oftentimes conniving, some even venomous, just like the habitats or plants they frequent. It depends on the individual, of course, but they do not have the best reputation around. Whatever they really are, it is not advisable to seal deals with them. They always have a trick up their sleeve.
Although Hélène can be 100% trusted if you are her ally, she does tend to keep many things a secret. It was her that contacted Lance in TO, never telling Miiko and even asking him to take her along. She built a sense of trust between them that allowed Lance to feel comfortable enough to kidnap her in particular, hoping she'd be the one to understand his goals the most. He'd never thought that she'd know as much as him and that she'd been using him to get new leads the entire time. Despite it all, they were always capable of dialogue, which threatens to come back in an incredibly mentally stimulating way upon their new meeting.
Regarding Nevra, Sonzaishinai had always felt a strong, nurturing love towards him. He'd proven to be an ambitious brat with too big of an ego one too many times, but his light-heartedness and genuine attachment got to her rather quickly. Upon waking up after the 7-year coma, she did not recognize the moody and regretful man before her. He'd promised to love her forever, but now she stood alone spiteful, facing empty words. Despite their falling out, she will always have a soft spot for him and won't doubt to put herself in harm's way for him.
#eldarya#eldarya a new era#gardienne#erika#beemov#eldarya oc#oc#eldarya guardian#original character#eldarya ane#eldarya to#eldarya spoilers#eldarya karenn#eldarya alajea#eldarya leiftan#eldarya nevra#eldarya valkyon#eldarya lance
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Reflections - Project Widow Soldier Part 2
I don’t know if I’ll be posting much of my own content again until after the New year so if you don’t hear from m until then, hope you all have a Merry Christmas (Or whichever holiday you prefer to celebrate!) and I’ll see you in the New Year! Also, I don’t think I’ll be continuing this any further as I have no more headcanons for it but I hope you enjoy this anyway.
Part 1
Anyway on with the story!:
Marinette sat in the lounge of the Avengers tower, eyes closed and for once almost completely relaxed. Friday was playing a mix of Christmas music that had everything from Peter Hollens, Pentatonix and Lindsey Stirling to Frank Sinatra and co. Currently, it was 'Grown-up Christmas List' by Evynne Hollens and its wording was making her reflect on the past few months.
When the Avengers had found out she existed she had been worried that she would be dragged away from the life she had made for herself in Paris completely. She had been extremely when Tony had walked into her class and dealt with Lila, Alya and Ms Bustier as it took all the pressure she had been feeling from dealing with those three herself off of her. The fall out from that had been extremely swift with Ms Bustier being replaced by a Ms Pargeter, who was not only a good teacher but made history much more enjoyable! The class had gone back treating her the way they always had before Lila had taken over and while she didn't care all that much about their opinions it was nice to be able to walk through the halls without people trying to trip her. She was also grateful as she hadn't expected them to support her wish to stay with the Dupain-Cheng's nor had she expected them to stick around long enough to help with the Hawkmoth problem.
That had been interesting to be part of. Not long after they had arrived in France, there had been an Akuma attack that had forced Master Fu to name her as the guardian. Due to this, she knew she wouldn't be able to leave Paris until Hawkmoth was dealt with, and if she was honest with herself, she wanted a true holiday! This led to her asking the Avengers for help, which they were all too willing to provide. When she wasn't working on her hacking skills with Tony to get into the police video archives, she was sparring with Natasha and Bucky to make sure she hadn't lost her skills there. She had gone over her weapons training with Hawkeye too and was pleased to see that despite not actively using her skills she hadn't lost any of them.
They had had their first break when they had noticed that there were no camera's around the Agreste Mansion and gone backtracking to find out why. Seeing the number of bribes the man had paid to various people to make sure the area remained camera free was staggering, to say the least! The next step was to hack all of the computers in the mansion. She knew that Adrian had missed several classes due to photoshoots and she also knew that all the computers in his home were linked so it was simple to slip a program onto a flash drive that would bypass all of Mr Agreste's firewalls and give them unlimited access to all his computers without having to bother about hacking them. Tony had seen the logic in that as it saved time, even if it did require him to have some patience.
Some of the things they had found on those computers, when combined with the police records had been enough to convince everyone that Mr Agreste or Nathalie was Hawkmoth. When Mayura was added to the mix they were almost 100% sure. To be safe, Marinette had lent her mother the fox miraculous to case out the mansion without it being traced back to any of the avengers. Natasha had named herself Kuma Lisa* and her colouring when transformed was a dark red that could easily be mistaken for black. She had almost no white on her and as a result, she tended to vanish into the shadows which was perfect for her spying activities. When she had seen the huge butterfly window and even more damming, the corrupted butterflies that left from it, they knew they had been right. They also knew they would have to be careful as some of the purchases they had seen through the computers had included military-grade hardware and weapons.
With all the evidence they had, Marinette knew she had to bring Adrian in so that he didn't receive a shock during the battle. She had had to think hard about how to break the news to him and eventually decided to slip him a note to meet her at the Grand Paris where she could reveal herself as Ladybug and the Avengers could back up what she was saying. He hadn't taken it well but in the end, he had lowered his head in defeated acceptance. He had then asked what would become of him when his father was arrested and had been shocked when Tony had offered to adopt him. Tony knew of his love of physics and chemistry and had wanted to nurture it though he knew he would need to get Adrian into councilling so that he didn't end up the same way he had. When Adrian had found out about Marinette was adopted her had been more than willing to accept Tony's offer though he was shocked when he found out who her birth parents were.
With the help of her parents and the rest of the Avengers, the battle had gone smoothly. They had Kuma Lisa had waited out of sight near the opening of Hawkmoth's lair and had alerted them as soon as it had opened. With Kaalki's help, the whole team had been on-site within seconds. Hawkmoth had tried to fight back as had Mayura but he just didn't have the skill to go against the Avengers and Ladybug at the same time, especially as for the first time ever, Ladybug had not held back. The fight had been brutally one-sided from the start and within 10min of everyone arriving the fight was over. Chat Noir had been tasked with getting all the hard copies of anything Miraculous related from inside the mansion along with Bruce as they had wanted to spare Adrian from having to fight his father and they hadn't wanted to risk the hulk becoming Akuma bait.
The fallout all over Paris with Hawkmoth gone was interesting, to say the least. The government had to hire extra psychologists to deal with everyone trying to get used to being able to show their emotions again without fear, yet not knowing how due to having to keep everything suppressed for years. It became a common sight to see adults floundering to situations that they should have normally been able to handle. The mayor had been outed as had several police officials for corruption, new people had been brought in to help and the UN had offered to help out the same way they normally would in war-torn countries in order to help Paris recover.
By the time term had ended she had been glad to get away from her classmates and go on tour with Jagged. She had taken the miracle box with her but had sent all the scrolls and books with Tony to be stored in her room at the Avengers tower. They were in one of her lock boxes for now but she knew they needed to get everything away from Paris as a precaution.
The month she spent travelling was liberating in Marinette's opinion. Sure she had checked every new area for any lost miraculi as Tikki had advised her to but she had also taken the chance to observe what worked the best design-wise for stage vs videos and even event situations. This had led to several wardrobe additions for Jagged and Penny as well as for herself when she found herself dragged on stage to either help translate what Jagged was saying or to sing with him after he caught her singing Halestorm's Amen while she was working on his next stage outfit. The first time he had pulled her on stage for a duet, it had been an instant sensation and from then on it became a regular thing for his concerts. She always insisted on a mask though, she had destroyed her Hydra records but she'd rather err on the side of caution, just in case!
Once her month with Jagged was up she'd headed to New York and met up with the Avengers and with Adrian, who had taken to living in the tower like a duck to water. She had been surprised to find that Tony had given her a whole floor, rather than just a room but apparently each of the Avengers had their own floor too so she just shrugged it off. She had jumped back into her normal training routine now that she wasn't travelling and had enjoyed those first few spars against her parents immensely. It was during one of the no-holds-barred all-out two on one spars they held every so often that Adrian had walked in and been stunned by how fast and hard they were fighting. When they had called an end to it he'd asked how much she had been holding back during their time as Ladybug and Chat Noir. His disappointment when she said that she hadn't used 90% of her skills had almost been tangible but he had understood why she'd done it after she'd explained her reasoning.
They had settled into a sort of sibling relationship soon after that as she tried to teach him moves that would work for him and he tried to learn how to cook from her. It had gotten to the stage that they were banned from the main kitchens due to the number of flour fights they'd had. Somehow they had ended up making sure they had a least one day a week set aside for anime and they had worked their way through SAO, Akagami no Shirayukihime, Seiken-Tsukai-no-World-Break and Isekai Cheat Magician within a week before they decided they needed to slow down. The only downside to watching Anime was that Marinette had picked up the language to the point she no longer needed the subtitles and he still needed them much to his disgust. Especially as she hadn't known any Japanese at all when they started.
She had been at the tower for three weeks when she met Peter Parker for the first time. She had just finished her work out and was leaving the gym area when he'd arrived and had been highly annoyed with Tony, thinking he'd adopted her like Tony kept trying to do with him. She'd laughed but hadn't corrected him and simply carried on her way. The second time they met was when she'd made breakfast for everyone as it had been her turn to do so as one of the few who could without burning down the kitchen. They'd spoke for a while this time and found they enjoyed each other's company. By the time her summer had ended they had become close friends and she was looking forward to seeing if any more would happen. She'd had to go back to Paris for the new school year but Adrian had decided to enrol in a school in NY instead of going back to Paris as he had too many bad memories there. Marinette didn't blame him at all for that.
School hadn't changed all that much when she returned for the new term. There were the same faces, the same subjects even though they had new topics within them and for the most part there were the same teachers. She hadn't held back as much as she had in previous years, blaming her time at the tower for her slightly more advanced knowledge. She was still bored though and although she had missed Tom and Sabine when she had been away from them she had looked forward to coming back to America again. Especially as things with Peter seemed to be getting more interesting.
Marinette was startled out of her memories by several of the Avengers walking into the room.
“All good there malen'kaya oshibka?” Bucky asked. (Little bug)
“Yeah, I'm alright zhuzhzhaniye.” She replied (buzz kill) “Just thinking about how crazy everything has been since you all dropped into my life.”
“You wouldn't change it for the world and you know it Bug,” Adrian said even as he settled on the floor in front of her.
“True,” she admitted quietly “I'm just glad I have somewhere I can be me, you know what I mean?”
Adrian nodded as did most of the Avengers.
“Enough with the heavy thoughts, people. It's Christmas! That means presents and getting drunk and possibly eating too much!” Tony said effectively interrupting her thought process again.
Jarvis changed the song to 'December Song' and by seemingly mutual agreement the ones sitting closest to the tree started to pass round the presents that had amassed underneath it. The rest of the day was spent enjoying their time together and living in the present. They knew that should anything threaten any of them, they would face it together.
*(Kuma Lisa is a fox from Bulgarian folklore and Russian folklore who usually plays the role of the trickster. Kuma Lisa is encountered with another character known as Kumcho Vulcho - a wolf which is opposite to her and very often suffers from her tricks.)
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Headcanons for life in the Clergy (particularly the highest part of the the clergy)
Mmm I like this.
Fully SFW. Note that this does not include the Papa’s.
General Clergy hc’s:
The living quarters of the higher up clergy members are pretty comfortable. The building itself is a little bit better renovated than the one that the lower-ranked Brothers & Sisters of Sin live in. It’s warmer and generally more cozy. It’s also co-ed, and a lot more like a large apartment complex than a dorm.
Their building has its own separate kitchen that is staffed most of the time. Notable exceptions are the witching hour, and holidays. On holidays the kitchen staff are busy preparing the feasts. Other than that, a senior clergy member can expect to enter the kitchen and have their order taken relatively quickly.
Instead of the ritualized great hall that the others eat in, senior clergy members dine in a more relaxed cafeteria-style setting. They’re seen as “graduated” in terms of ritual dining, and they’re allowed more freedom when it comes to their meal times. They are, however, mandated to join the entire congregation for feasts.
Once you graduate to senior Sister/Brother of Sin, your habit or robes are given a hem line with the colour of the Papa you serve. Red for i, Green for ii, Purple for iii and now Blue for iv.
A long hallway connects the Senior living space to the Papa’s quarters, seeing as how many of the Seniors serve the Papas. Imperator’s office sits at the intersection between this hallway and the Papa’s corridor.
The bedrooms aren’t large, but they’re large enough to get the job done. Each en-suite contains an office room and a bedroom. There’s a strict “one small pet per Sibling” rule that is strictly enforced.
The Senior clergy’s building has a back access to the garden of Papa i, and they are entrusted to keep it well kept. This means no tramping the flowers, and you /must/ pick up after yourself if you eat your lunch here. The garden has never been vandalized, as there is too much respect held for Papa i.
Higher ranked clergy members are allowed to forgo the strict dress code, and are only required to wear the main habit and stockings. The head cover is optional for them, as are the specific clergy-issued shoes. Most of them still wear these, though, as a sign of respect and devoutness.
The Ghouls are less wary of these higher up ranking clergy members, and they’re more likely to be seen hovering around in their areas. They’ll initiate conversations, run errands for them, and generally respect them as if they’re a few steps below a Papa.
They’ve got access to /most/ of the deeper archives of the clergy, although most of it is still off limits to all but the current reigning Papa and his own staff. A lot of the archives are still needing to be translated from the older languages (Aramaic, Latin, Hebrew, Greek, etc) and many of the Siblings are taught at least one of these languages.
Ghouls take care of most of their needs such as laundry, cleaning services, book delivery, and whatever else may need to be done. As punishments, lower ranking Siblings may sometimes be given these tasks as well.
I’ve got quite a bit more, I’ll just have to put those in another post or tack them on to this one.
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`•- Their Love Languages
antonio paganini, andrew kreiss, kevin ayuso, luchino diruse, matthias czernin, naib subedar, william ellis x gn reader (all seperate)
prompt: love languages
warnings: physical touch (obvs cuz it's one of the love languages lmao)
a/n: wasn't able to get this out on time cuz i was busy but day 6 of the valentines event yippee!! also i have now spent 161 pulls for matthias and i still haven't gotten him yet. im now entering my villain arc
Starting off, Antonio loves giving you words of affirmation and physical touch. Every single day, whenever he's around you, he'll be holding your hand or hugging you affectionately as he whispers compliments and sweet words into your ears. He'll back off a bit if you dislike PDA, though. As much as he just wants to pick you up and smother you with his affection, he'll happily wait until the two of you are in private if that's what makes you comfortable. When it comes to receiving love, Antonio likes words of affirmation and quality time. He's often busy with matches or practicing a new song, so any time spent with you is time he treasures. It also makes him giddy whenever you compliment him. Whether it be you praising him after playing a song or doing well in a match, he always loves receiving your compliments.
Andrew is a bit awkward with his affection, but he loves to give you quality time whenever he can. It's not really something he can explain, but something about you just being there with him seems to wash all his worries away and make him feel truly at peace. Also, he likes to receive words of affirmation from you. Again, your presence is soothing to him, and whenever you give him kind words and reassurances, it always makes him feel calm and happy.
Kevin is extremely affectionate, and he loves giving just about everything. Oftentimes, when he's near you, he'll come up behind you and gently wrap his arms around your waist, giving you a surprise hug as well as a quick kiss on the cheek. He also likes giving you little compliments accompanied by affectionate petnames as he hugs you. Also, he'll be happy to take care of just about anything for you if he sees that you're feeling tired or unwell, and he'll give you a little gift in hopes that he can cheer you up, even if just a little bit. When it comes to receiving your affection, Kevin adores whenever you spend quality time with him or do little acts of service to help him. It never fails to make him feel warm inside when you offer to do some little mundane tasks for him before sitting down on the couch and cuddling with him.
Luchino is very busy, so he tries to apologize for it by spending quality time with you. He doesn't have very much time between matches and continuing his research on whatever new topic has caught his interest, but he always tries to make time for you at least once or twice a day. Oftentimes, he'll spend lunch with you, engaging in a pleasant conversation with you before he returns to his work. Sometimes, though, his work keeps him busy during your usual noon meeting times, so he tries to apologize by finding you sometime later in the day and spending a few moments with you. When he's receiving affection, Luchino loves whenever you give him words of affirmation and physical touch. It always warms his heart whenever you pay him a visit while he's working himself to the bone in his office. When you walk over to his chair and gently massage his shoulders while you whisper kind words in his ears, he just absolutely melts. He has a soft spot for you, and whenever you're sweet and kind to him, he always feels warm and fuzzy on the inside.
Matthias doesn't really know how to show affection, but he always tries to give you some quality time and gifts in order to show his love to you. Mostly, he just likes to be around you, as your presence tends to make him feel less worried and more peaceful. Oftentimes, the two of you aren't really doing anything specific together, he just likes to tag along with you wherever you go. Also, he'll often try to give you some small things that remind him of you. Typically, he either picks a few flowers from the manor's garden and gives them to you in a small bouquet, or he'll give you small little trinkets like a locket or something of the sort for you to keep in your pockets for good luck. When he receives affection from you, he values words of affirmation the most. Your kind reassurances always help him whenever he's feeling worried or doubtful of himself, and he feels honoured that you think of him so highly. He also likes receiving physical touch, though he prefers if you'd ask first before you touch him; It makes him more comfortable.
Naib isn't the best with affection, but he tries his best for you, and he often shows his love through acts of service and quality time. Most often, he tries to take care of miscellaneous tasks for you so that you're not too exhausted by the end of the day, and he loves to sit down and relax with you on the couch in the evenings. He's not used to receiving affection, so any kind actions from you tend to make him feel warm and jittery inside, really. Though, he especially loves whenever you give him words of affirmation or physical touch. After a long day, Naib loves nothing more than when you cuddle up to him and make him swoon with sweet compliments. He practically melts in your embrace every time, and all of his worry and stress that built up our the course of the day seems to dissipate immediately, leaving a happy and content Naib leaning comfortably into your touch.
Lastly, William is also very affectionate, and he likes to show you love through physical touch and gift giving the most. Several times throughout the day, he'll just casually walk up to you and proceed to give you the tightest spine-crushing hug ever before letting go, ruffling your hair, and walking off to go participate in another match with a goofy smile. He also gives you a bunch of random things, usually for no reason besides that he thought you'd like it. He gives you just about anything, whether it be flowers, chocolate, necklaces, or other things. He just likes to shower you in love and affection constantly. When he's on the receiving end, William is a sucker for words of affirmation and quality time. He just loves it whenever you tell him how great he did in a match or how well he did when practicing rugby, it just seems to always make him feel all giddy inside, and he can't help but grin like a lovestruck fool. He also adores the moments whenever you two are hanging around together. It doesn't matter what the two of you are doing, he just loves being able to spend time with you.
a/n: was gonna add some of the girls and also a few more guys in here too but i ran out of time rip
thanks for reading, and remember to take care of yourself!
#`•- main hall in the archives: headcanons#`•- events in the archives: the philomena's propellente's countdown to valentines day#philomena's files#antonio paganini x reader#andrew kreiss x reader#kevin ayuso x reader#luchino diruse x reader#matthias czernin x reader#naib subedar x reader#william ellis x reader#fanfic#fanfic author#fanfiction#fanfiction author#x reader#identity v x reader#idv x reader#antonio paganini#andrew kreiss#kevin ayuso#luchino diruse#matthias czernin#naib subedar#william ellis#identity v#idv#holy shIT THATS A LOT OKAYYY COOL WE DID IT WE TAGGED THEM ALL JEEZ im not tagging their occupations like i usually do nope nuh uh too many
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Hi I've been listening to tma for a while but I'm new to the fandom part so I had imagined the characters in a specific way, without having seen fanart. I see it seems to be a generalised headcanon that jon is poc (and i love it and i love the way you draw him) so i was wondering if i ever drew him in the specific way i had imagined him (which happens to be white) would it be considered whitewashing? Sorry if this is random but i don't really know who to ask
Hi and welcome to the fandom! Thanks for your kind words about my Jon and I hope you’re having a nice time in the spooky halls of the archives :D
About your question, I’m not exactly sure I’m the right person to answer this although I myself am poc and I headcanon him as poc as well but I’ll try my best to answer you :)
As far as my experience with the TMA fandom has been, it’s generally a pretty accepting and pleasant place - most headcanons are valid as long as it’s sensitive and doesn’t trample on already established races for the characters in canon (i’m not sure how far along you are but there are some characters who are established poc). The fact of the matter is tho: (1) The writer is white, (2) most of the VAs are white, and (3) Jon’s race has been left ambiguous from the very beginning. So yeah, I don’t mind a white Jon hc. I’ve seen some, they’re far and few in between but they’re there. It’s not my place to judge others for how they imagine characters but as a podcast fan (not just speaking as a poc) I’m happy to headcanon him as poc because i just wanted a poc main character for once :)
Sorry if this got a bit rambly but main point is, a white Jon hc is a-okay! Do you, bud. POC Jon is the popular hc most fans favor but a white Jon is fine too. This is just my opinion though, others may not share in it and feel more strongly against a white Jon. I really hope this helped!
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First Yule
For Ruthari Week 2020
AU: Prince Runaan Headcanon
Pairings: Runaan x Ethari
Rating: Gen
Archive warnings: None
Prompt #7: Jewelry/Formal wear
“His Royal Highness Runaan of the Moonshadow Elves, and escort.” The seneschal’s voice rang out across the circle of raised marble that served as the entry hall into the massive feasting room. Ethari’s fingers tightened on Runaan’s as his princely boyfriend held them in a formal pose. Runaan paused for a bare moment at the top of the blue-carpeted stairs, letting them both be seen by any guests below who wished to look up. Ethari felt the tug in Runaan’s fingers and smoothly mimicked him, hoping he hadn’t looked too obvious in trying to head on down the stairs first.
The room below them was vast. Ethari thought he’d seen big rooms before, back in the village, but he had not. Not like this. Even the largest understump in the Silvergrove couldn’t compare to this sprawling hall.
Six long arc-shaped tables criss-crossed each other to form a snowflake-esque eating area in the very center of the hall. Serpentine crystals glowing in blue and green hung from the great lacy dome of the ceiling, interspersed with flickers of white and blue as birds and moths flitted through them, occasionally landing on soft vines that grew down from the outside roof above. The air rippled with laughter and murmurs of conversation and carried the bright twinkle of falling water on opposite ends of the great chamber. It was also pungent with aromas Ethari had never smelled before—things salty, fishy, spicy, and sweet, so unlike the traditional dishes of the Silvergrove.
The other guests swirled around the tables in an uncoordinated ring of small dances that was nonetheless beautiful for its unwieldy grace. The dances didn’t appear too complex. Ever since Runaan invited him back to the palace for Yule, Ethari had been worried that he’d appear far too backwoods to make a good match for Runaan. Especially in front of his large and powerful extended family.
“Shall we?” Runaan’s murmur pulled him out of his gaping.
Ethari shut his mouth with a quiet snap. “Sorry.”
Runaan squeezed his fingers, and they descended the carpeted steps to the main floor in perfect sync with each other.
The air cooled as they descended, and Ethari suppressed a shiver. How he could be cold while wearing so many layers baffled him. Runaan had helped him dress in formal attire worthy of being seen at an official holiday celebration at the palace, so Ethari felt confident that he fit in. Runaan had laced up his dark purple corset vest a bit loosely, “for dancing,” he said. Then had come a light, one-sleeved robe of lavender silk, with a single swooping crystal loop that rested against the silk as it strained across Ethari’s sturdy deltoid.
“I feel too… muscular in this. What if I break the crystal cord?” Ethari had murmured worriedly as he tested his range of motion.
Runaan’s response had been to smooth his fingers down Ethari’s arm, pressing it to his side again, and to reassure him that he couldn’t break the crystals. All while wearing a faint blush.
Lastly had come an asymmetrical mantle in deep navy velvet that clipped to Ethari’s corset vest on one shoulder, and then again on the opposite hip, through a high slit in the sleeveless robe’s side. Runaan settled a wide silver cuff etched with moon phases around Ethari’s bare bicep and linked it to a matching one around his wrist using a flutter of lavender silk. Then he’d smilingly tucked a gleaming moonstone belt through Ethari’s layers and buckled it in front for him before kissing his lips softly. “You’re perfect.”
Ethari adored the way Runaan looked at him in that moment, but his fluttery tummy wasn’t only from Runaan’s soft attention. He might look the part of a prince’s companion, but he had yet to open his mouth or attempt any palace rituals or traditions. Runaan had said he’d be right by his side the whole time, and Ethari was desperately clinging to the hope that he wouldn’t get called away.
Runaan smiled and tilted his horns toward him as they reached the end of the long staircase. “I know it’s out of your control, but I’m finding myself deeply appreciative of the fact that you’re exactly my height.”
“Y-you are?” Ethari looked over in surprise.
“My perfect match.” Runaan adjusted his hand and clasped Ethari’s less formally, as they always did while strolling around the Silvergrove together.
Ethari let out a big sigh and squeezed his hand hard. “Don’t let me out of your sight, my prince,” he said, only half joking. “I’d hate to start a war on accident if you abandon me for the drinks table for too long.”
Runaan chuckled and pulled him close, until they stood face to face, still holding hands. “You’re worth starting a war for, my light. But don’t worry. I won’t leave your side.” And there at the base of the steps, in full sight of everyone, Runaan took Ethari’s face in his strong fingers and kissed him. Far more than just a peck on the lips, Runaan’s kiss was warm and deep, and it made Ethari’s toes tingle.
“Hey, come up for air already,” someone said teasingly.
Ethari twitched in surprise, and Runaan let the kiss go, but he kept a hand on Ethari’s shoulder as he looked aside with a serious expression. “Riati. The Moon hasn’t claimed your soul yet, I see.”
“We both know you’re the one who’s gonna die first, Runaan,” the shorter, slender elf said, his tone cool and sharp. One of his dark horns were adorned with three rings, and he wore the same corset, robe, and mantle that Ethari had, but in light blue with teal accents. The markings across his cheeks were swirls, which Ethari appreciated, each split down the middle as marked members of the High Grove and their families.
Ethari tensed at the newcomer’s stance, but Runaan squeezed his shoulder warmly. Then Runaan and Riati grinned and threw their arms around each other, hugging tightly and chuckling. Ethari grinned and relaxed. This must be one of Runaan’s many cousins.
“Ethari, never play shadowknuckles with this elf,” Runaan said, as he held Riati in a loose neck hold. “He cheats.”
Riati pretended to be highly offended and elbowed Runaan lightly in the gut, causing the assassin to step back sharply with an oof. “A misunderstanding of the rules, I assure you,” Riati said primly, though the grin that flickered around his lips was not one that held interest in rules. “And this must be your new love, Runaan? He’s very handsome.”
Ethari blushed and only barely caught himself before he ran a nervous hand through his somewhat smoothed locks.
Runaan tucked his hands behind his back in a formal pose. “Ethari, may I present Prince Riati of the Moonshadow Elves, my mother’s sister’s son, and guardian of the Wilding.”
“The Wilding?” Ethari repeated.
“All that falls outside Cousin Athara’s Balance belongs to the Wilding,” Riatia intoned, before smirking and chuckling. “My mother serves on the High Grove in the Second Ring. We’re more metaphorical than the fuddy-duddies like Runaan here, who have actual jobs.” He swatted Runaan on the arm, making his crystal swoop jingle.
“Ah,” Ethari said faintly, as he entirely failed to keep up with all of Riati’s jargon. His eyes flicked to Runaan for a quick prompt.
But Riati saw and slipped in between the other two elves, taking Ethari by the hand and pulling him close for the first few steps of the Holly Rondel. “Oh,” he murmured in Ethari’s ear, “Runaan hasn’t bored you to death with all the inner workings of the High Grove? Well, not to worry, I’ll be happ—”
Runaan reached right between the elves and freed Ethari bodily from Riati’s grasp, spinning through and pulling Ethari into the next few steps of the dance. Ethari’s lavender armscarf fluttered wildly as Runaan spun him, and Runaan’s own turquoise armscarf caught the breeze and billowed brightly. Then he paused with Ethari on the far side from Riati and turned back to his shorter cousin. “You know what happens to those who wander outside the cycle too long, Riati. They get acquainted with me,” he said lightly. “Professionally.”
Riati was far from cowed, though. He crossed his arms and pouted prettily. “I’ll claim the rest of that dance later, then. Ethari, it was a pleasure to meet you. Welcome to the High Grove, and to Moonhollow.”
“Th-Thank you,” Ethari stammered, still trying to pick up on Riati’s mercurial moods.
Runaan swept his mantle in front of him with a quick, stiff bow and a mocking tip of his horns. “I’ll see you at the table, Riati.”
“I’ll look for you, then.” Riati’s even teeth bared in a pretty smile that seemed ever so slightly threatening.
But Runaan was pulling Ethari away toward the open floor near one of the two waterfalls that fell in through the flattened dome overhead.
“Did I do something wrong?” Ethari murmured. He kept a tight grip on Runaan’s hand.
“Not at all, my light,” Runaan reassured him. “Riati is, in a word, chaos. When princes of the forest are elflings, we’re all tested to see what our inclinations are, and the strongest in each category is raised to fulfill one of the sacred duties of the Moonshadow elves, with an eye to take over from one of the High Grove someday. Usually our own parents, but sometimes it changes. Riati tested highest for Wilding.”
“What does that really mean, though?”
“It means he’s a terrible Moonshadow. But sometimes, we need terrible Moonshadows to think outside the rules.”
Ethari blinked in surprise.
“Pray take your places for the Mistletoe Circle,” the seneschal boomed.
The elves all separated and began to line up in circles of six, all the way around the vast room. Even those seated and chatting rose and swanned out to join in the dancing circles.
Ethari followed Runaan to a circle near the waterfall and stood palm to palm with him, next to two other pairs of dancers, waiting for the music to begin. Uncertain and nervous, he pressed his hand against Runaan’s and felt his palm begin to sweat. Past Runaan’s shoulder, the waterfall’s dark cascade caught his eye.
“It’s… black,” he blurted.
“The shadowfall, yes.” The music swelled from all corners of the room, and Runaan took the lead.
Ethari followed him, recognizing elements from Silvergrove dances and eagerly twirling through them with his beloved. Runaan’s mood lifted fully as Ethari threw himself into dancing with him, letting his mantle swing wide and flutter close around his legs as he spun and stepped. He let his fingers trail up Runaan’s bare arm, across his silver cuffs, across his shoulders, and down his silken sleeve, and Runaan claimed his hand and spun him through the next steps. Halfway through the dance, Ethari actually got Runaan to laugh for a moment. The way the other two dancers stared, that seemed to be a rare thing—or at least it had been when Runaan still lived at the palace. Ethari tucked his smile deep down in his heart.
The dance ended, and Runaan let Ethari spin him around an extra couple of times as the last notes died away. Runaan’s cheeks were pink with exertion, and his smile was easy and warm, and Ethari wanted nothing more than to lean in and kiss him again.
“It’s not called the Mistletoe Circle for nothing, Ethari,” Runaan murmured. He captured Ethari’s hands and dropped a soft kiss on each.
“Oh, I… I don’t know this part—”
“Yes, you do.” Runaan leaned in and kissed him, smelling of silk and spice, tasting of berries and honey. His fingers interlaced with Ethari’s, and he stood right against Ethari, so close that Ethari could feel his chest heaving for breath after the dance.
Ethari really couldn’t help the little whine that slipped over his tongue. He leaned his forehead against Runaan’s and panted quietly.
Runaan curled his fingers through Ethari’s. “Come on. This party’s just getting started. And I want to share every bit of it with you.”
Ethari’s grin was as wide as the forest. “Then lead on, my prince.”
#runaan#ethari#ruthari week 2020#ruthari fanfic#runaari fanfic#tdp fanfic#runaan x ethari#runaari#ruthari#formal wear#moonshadow dancing#prince runaan#i know it's just the start#might write more i like this story
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Castaspella was happy that Light Spinner was appointed Great One of Mystacor. She thought the future was bright for her and her best friend (and secret lover). But then a shadow was cast.
Fandom: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power
Ships: Castaspinner (Castaspella/Light Spinner)
Rating: T
Tags: Angst
Author’s Notes: I literally picked two characters from the new She-Ra and thought, "Could I do this?" And, guess what? I CAN. Like... there's NOTHING in the show to support these two as a ship, but I'm doing it anyway.
Castaspinner for the shipname! Shadowcast if you ship Shadow Weaver (as she is now, after all) and Castaspella.
Also, my headcanon is that, on Eternia, the tradition is that you choose your own name when you reach a certain age - thus the mention of "nameday" (and the fact that all the princesses' names are so freaking ON POINT).
(3,922 words - on Ao3)
Teaser below cut:
Casta was finishing her fifth glass of starwine when someone latched onto her wrist and pulled her away into an alcove. She started to shriek in surprise, but a hand covered her mouth.
“Shh! It’s me!” The hand loosened warily.
“Spinner,” she hissed, giggling. “What are you doing, sneaking around like a thief? This is your party, your day! Mystacor is your domain now!”
The hands fell away entirely and Casta turned to find her new leader casting her eyes about warily. “I know, but… I wanted to talk to you in private.”
Casta grinned. “Just wanted to get me alone, huh?” She giggled again.
“Um… kind of. But that’s what I wanted to talk to you about, too.”
That broke through her tipsiness a bit. “Huh? Spin, you okay?”
“Please can we just go somewhere to talk?”
“Sure. Let’s go to your new bedroom.”
She could see the blush come up over the top of Spinner’s veil. “Casta, I’m being serious.”
“So am I,” she replied. “Can you think of a more private place? Who would dare barge into the leader’s bedroom?”
Spinner thought a moment, then nodded. “Very well. This way.”
“I know the way,” she said. “I’ve been in the Great One’s bedroom before.”
“Right, your brother. Light only knows what mischief you two cooked up in there.”
“Not half as much as what you and I have concocted,” she said as they walked. “Remember when we turned the entire junior class’s hair different colors?”
Spinner chuckled. “Reprimanded and lauded at the same time,” she recalled.
“Well, changing everyone’s hair would have been impressive enough,” Casta opined, “but to make each one an entirely different color? For the entire junior class?”
“Well, you did half and I did half.”
“It was still impressive.” She was quiet a moment as they slipped through back halls, avoiding the main party. “Are you worried about being leader? You’ll be great.”
“No, I’m not worried about that. This is what I’ve been training for since I first came to Mystacor. No, even before that. This is all I’ve ever wanted, ever since I can remember wanting anything. I’m worried about… about us.”
Casta stopped dead in the hallway. “Us? Spinner, you can’t think that I…”
“Shhh! In private, please?”
“There’s no one around!”
“Not right now, but…”
“Fine, fine. We’re nearly there anyway.”
#spop#Socks writes She-Ra fanfic#Castaspinner#She-Ra spoilers#spopspoilers#I DON'T KNOW OKAY?!#it was an experiment#and an excuse for hella angst
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All right hello anyone wants a combined headcanon-canon layout of the ShinRa headquarters tower? Because I went through what we have gotten in games and then filled out the rest, as I thought reasonable.
Not that the layout with the canon floors make much sense on their own but hey. Video game logic... The whole thing is under the cut!
(-3?-0: Basement floors. Storage.)
Floors 1-3: Lobby, exhibition hall, Tower shop.
Floor 4: Cafeteria.
Floors 5-15: Army (or "Public Safety") and Army-adjacent floors. Residential, equipment, general training and exercise rooms, offices.
Floors 16-44: Corporate. Department floors, HR, general R&D, another cafeteria?
(16-17: Weapons Development possibly, close by for Army and storage)
Floor 45: General company archives.
Floors 46-51: SOLDIER and SOLDIER-adjacent floors. Residential, equipment, SOLDIER-grade training and exercise rooms, offices. Possibly a SOLDIER-only cafeteria as well.
(Floor 49: the main SOLDIER resource floor.
Floor 51: SOLDIER director office, archive, library.)
Floor 52: Internal Affairs. SOLDIER-grade and general cells, offices, courtroom spaces - you break rules, you end up here. Divisions for Army and SOLDIER both. Corporate as well?
Floors 53-54: Turk floors. Offices, interrogation rooms, cells, archive, equipment, training. (Residential?)
Floors 55-57: Restricted access R&D - materia research, mako energy research, similar.
Floor 58: Infirmary, physical therapy. Examination rooms, operating theatre.
Floor 59: First security lock floor, often used for loitering by employees.
Floor 60: Second security lock floor/buffer floor. While security measures are of course in use at lower levels, above this you're getting absolutely nowhere without the right clearance of keycards. Multiple keycards might be needed depending on how high you go, or what you might not have access to on lower floors.
Floor 61: One of the nicer break areas. Actual greenery, small café. Unofficially corporate-only break area, though Army and SOLDIER tend to use it outside of office hours.
Floor 62: Midgar municipal government offices, and a research library.
Floor 63: Storage.
Floor 64: Corporate recreational area for health and fitness. Not for use by Army or SOLDIER (as they do have other facilities).
Floor 65: Urban Development department(?).
Floor 66: Executive offices and meeting rooms.
Floors 67-68: Science department. Offices, lab space, containment cells.
Floor 69: Executive foyer, offices.
Floor 70: Presidential floor, offices. (Residential?)
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