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bluskye-27 · 2 years

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HI! I love your work! If you are alright with writing angst then can I request Headcannons With Usopp + Ace + Shanks (separately) when Their s/o gives them the silent treatment after a pretty bad argument? (Fluff at the end please!!)

Don’t forget to take your time!

Usopp, Ace & Shanks with Fem! S/O after a Bad Fight!

Summary: You and your boyfriend got into a nasty fight and now you won't talk to him. So, he made a plan to have you back in his arms once again.

God Usopp:

- Usopp is a pretty prideful when it comes to his skills and lying, which can be a disadvantage for him sometimes.

- One day, Usopp accidentally broke your favorite figurine. Not wanting to face your wrath, he puts the blame on Chopper nervously.

- Poor Chopper has no idea so it's clearly not him that did it.

- Your anger went tenfold. How DARE Usopp broke your figurine and fucking blame it on the innocent reindeer doctor?! Heck, he didn't even apologized to you and Chopper!

- You were hurt, mad, frustrated all at the same time. You thought Usopp would never lie to you but he just did.

- So you decided to punish him by giving him the silent treatment. And boy it took a huge toll on the long-nosed sniper :()

- He tried talking to you but obviously it didn't work since you will turn the other way and pretended he's not there.

- Usopp was sad and mad. Sad because the love of his life was ignoring him and Mad at himself because he fucking lied to your face.

- He would cry silently when he thinks no one can see. But Robin did.

- Robin, a close friend of yours, lectured Usopp about not lying to you anymore and told him he should admit his own fault and not blame others. The sniper nodded his head shamefully at every word the archeologist told him.

- Usopp is a great inventor so he went on a mission to make you forgive him. He will remake your figurine with Franky teaching him. The cyborg wanted to help him but Usopp declined, wanting to do it all by himself, pouring his heart on his work.

- You returned to your room just to see Usopp carefully placing the figurine on the desk. The man flinched once he noticed you looking at him.

- "Uhm, I... I'm just gonna leave this here and leave immediately! I swear!" About to run out, you stopped Usopp by hugging him.

- Usopp, having missed your warmth, cried softly and apologized repeatedly to you, snot running down his long nose.

- "I promise I won't lie to you ever again! I swear with all of my heart!"

- And you trust his words, knowing how genuine he was being.

Portgas D. Ace:

- Ace was mad. Livid even.

- After a huge battle with the Marines, you were injured from protecting him.

- He was angered at the fact that you protected him even if he can protect himself!

- After being dismissed from the medbay, you went to your shared room with Ace. Just to see the said man sitting on the bed with his head on his hands, fingers gripping his hair.

- Ace didn't even look at you when you entered the room which confuses you. Usually, he would tackle you into a hug by now. So why isn't he-?

- "Why did you do it?" His deep voice spoke, spooking you with its harshness.

- "Uh, what do you mean, Ace?" You shifted on your feet as you already knew what he was talking about. You gulped when he looked up at you, eyes glaring daggers.

- "Why the fuck did you took the blow?! Don't you trust my powers? Don't you trust me?"

- Scoffing, you crossed your bandaged arms, your own eyes glaring back at him. "I saw that bastard sneaking up to you! Of course, I would be fucking worried! He had a sea stone knife, for fuck's sake!"

- Growing angrier than he already was, Ace stood up and went to stare down at you. "You got hurt! What if you fucking died because of me? Huh?! Don't you think it will not devastate me?! Fuck no! You're the love of my life! The one who owns my heart! And yet you don't trust me that I can protect myself!"

- Tears started to drip down your eyes, you never imagined the sweet and precious Ace would get mad at you and starts yelling at you. Frustrated, you slapped him across the face.

- "Well, screw you Portgas! Can't a girlfriend be worried about her boyfriend's well-being?! Besides that, this pain is nothing compared to the thought of losing you! Don't you think it will not devastate me?! You know what? Fuck you! If you seriously think you're the strongest and cannot be defeated by anyone, then let's break up!"

- Stunned, Ace was left standing in his room (not your shared room anymore). He didn't know he was crying until he felt tears started to flow from his eyes, blurring his vision. What have he done?

- Meanwhile, you were in a similar state, curling up next to Izo as the said man rubs your back gently, trying to make you stop crying.

- After that day, you ignored Ace, the freckled man trying his best to talk to you but you denied his every approach. You even sat away from him when it's breakfast, lunch and dinner.

- Ace was getting desperate so he begged Marco and Thatch to help him talk to you. Seeing how devastated the younger man was, the two agreed. They thought of a plan before putting it into action.

- You were washing the dishes when you suddenly got grabbed from behind and was carried to the pantry. You tried getting out but seems like your abductors locked you in the room. Huffing angrily, you looked around the room just to see a sheepish looking Ace holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

- Your ex was blushing, looking away from you as he holds up the bouquet. "F-for you."

- You clicked your tongue in irritation. "That's it? You guys locked me in here with you just to give me flowers?! What the hell, Portgas?"

- Ace flinched under your glare, tears started to blur his eyes once again. "I'm sorry." He tried to wipe away his tears off but they kept on flowing. "I didn't mean to get mad at you... I was mad at myself for not watching my back and not being able to protect you... I'm so sorry, Y/n. I truly don't deserve an amazing girl like you. You don't deserve the son of a demon like me. I'm so sorry." He sobbed.

- Now crying yourself, you went to hug him, hiding your tear-stained face on the man's bare chest.

- You and Ace hugged like there's no tomorrow, your hearts slowly mending as the two of you shared a kiss full of love.

- "I love you, Ace."

- "I love you too, Y/n."

- You guys were startled when you heard the cheering and sobbing from the outside of the pantry. Apparently, your crewmates were listening in to your reunion.

- "You fools! Get back to work!" "SORRY, POPS!" And scrambling footsteps were heard and away from the pantry.

- You and your boyfriend shared a hearty laugh, never letting go of each other <3

Emperor Shanks:

- Shanks is a very handsome and charming man, we all know that, right? As an Emperor, the redhead would obviously be popular, especially among the ladies.

- You were angrily cutting up the vegetables, thinking how a certain emperor's good looks was a curse too. To you, at least.

- Let's rewind, shall we?

- After docking to a tropical island, the Red Hair Pirates immediately disembarked to get supplies and swing by the bar. Apparently, you belonged to the first group with Benn and some responsible members while the rest (Shanks included) ran to the nearest bar to get drunk.

- You were helping with the list of supplies when suddenly, Benn went up to you, patting your shoulder.

- "You should go to Shanks and the others. I'll take care of the rest." He smiled at you.

- You thanked him before dashing to the bar where your redhead boyfriend and the others were.

- You were excited, the thought of finally taking a break and drink booze with your boyfriend makes you grin. You pushed the bar's doors open just to frown at the sight before you.

- There sat Shanks drinking booze while a bunch of girls fawn over him, touching him shamelessly.

- Yasopp noticed your form at the doorway, waving you over. "Hey, Y/n! Over here!"

- But you just ignored the sniper, instead you went up to Shanks, pull away the leeches off of him, and smacked him on the face, real hard.

- "Fucking idiot!" You stomped away, leaving everyone in the bar stunned by your actions.

- Shanks, now snapped out of his drunken stupor, went after you, calling your name.

- He finally caught up to you and pins you down in a nearby alleyway.

- "What's wrong with you?" Shanks looked at you while rubbing his reddened cheek, wincing. "Why'd you smack me?"

- Livid, you grabbed his collar, tugging him down to your height. "What's wrong with me? NO! The real question here is: What the fuck is wrong with you, dumbass!" You pushed him away, eyes glaring daggers at him still. "You were letting those bitches latch on you while your girlfriend is busy with work! And now you have the fucking audacity to ask me what's wrong with me?! The fucking nerve!"

- Annoyed, Shanks scoffed at you. "Oh please! I wasn't interested in any of them anyway. I already told them that I already have a girlfriend but they kept on touching me. What am I supposed to do?!"

- You laughed in disbelief before snarling at him, pushing him away. "Well, what do loyal boyfriends do? Exactly, you push away those bitches and never let them touch you! You have a fucking girlfriend, Shanks! You're supposed to not let some hoes latch to you! But you know what? Go back to those girls! I'm sick and tired of this for always happening!"

- Shanks furrowed his brows in confusion, "What do you mean?"

- You clicked your tongue, "I'm breaking up with you, obviously! See you at the ship, Captain." You proceeded to walk away, leaving the redhead dumbfounded.

Now back to the present...

- "Y/n, please talk to me!" Shanks has been pestering you everyday, wanting to talk with you but you didn't let him.

- You rolled your eyes, told Lucky Roo that you'll help him later and then walk away, Shanks trailing after you like a lost puppy.

- The red haired emperor kept on talking about random things, trying to get responses from you but you just ghosted him, doing chores around the ship.

- The crew was sighing, shaking their heads as they watched their usually cheery captain reduced to a kicked puppy wanting attention.

- As your family, they huddled up, planning to get you two back together again.

- And that is why you and Shanks found yourselves on a small secluded island, alone, without the Red Force in sight.

- You were mad at your crew for doing you dirty like that but since Shanks won't give up, you let him talk. And talk he did.

- "First off, I'm sorry. I actually don't like those girls and I don't know why they kept latching on me. Second, I miss you. Your hugs, your warmth, your kisses. I miss all of it."

- Shanks looked like he was regretting all of his life decisions so you talked to him, finally.

- "I forgive you and I miss you too, dummy."

- With those words, you found yourselves hugging on the sand, laughing your hearts out.

Meanwhile at the hidden Red Force....

- Your crew were passing their bets around, Yasopp and his group winning with their bet on who will apologize first, which was Shanks.

- They were whooping and cheering once they made the ship visible to the two of you, their loud voices making you and Shanks looked at them.

- Angered, you went up to the ship, beating the shit out of your stupid crewmates for leaving you and Shanks on the island. But you were still grateful for their stupidasses.

- Shanks never let anyone touch him or you ever again, his right arm constantly latched around your shoulder or hand to show others that you are in a happy relationship together :D

Hello, @gl00ml ! Hope you like this, bestie! Sorry if I got carried away with Shanks, haha! XD

Also, let me know if I did Usopp right, this is the first time I wrote for him after all :P

#god ussop #portgas d. ace #akagami no shanks #one piece usopp x reader #portgas d ace x reader #one piece shanks x reader

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dark-twist-fairytales · 11 months

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Okay, well, I guess this is as good of a time as ever.

Ninjago AU's:

(Plain text: Ninjago AU's:) All of these have been swirling in my mind for A WHILE. No, some of them literal years! I'm going to go through this one by one, give details, and tell more while also naming them.

Dragon AU (Original)

(Plain text: Dragon AU (Original))

This AU has been with me for years, and has since gone through MAJOR changes. Which is why THIS is going through the Original version of the AU

-Loosely based around the movie, as it had been created around this time (think 2017-2019)

-High school sort of AU

-Dragons were hunting for the 'ninja', aka, elemental power users

-Only those with the elemental powers could see THEIR dragons wings

-Dragons were hatched/raised together by someone, taught a human form, and left to fend for themselves after their passing.

-Knew basic skills and what their goal to find was.

-Cole was a baker. I don't know why this was such an important detail, but it was.

-Incompleted, lead to a dead end, original won't be worked on, but a wonderful memory nonetheless

Royalty AU

(Plain text: Royalty AU)

Ninjas were royalty instead of ninjas! Everyone had their own kingdoms to rule as either kings, queens, princes, or princesses!

-Kingdoms loosely based around elements

-Loosely based after Tournament of Elements, only Lord Garmadon and Lloyd are.. Well, Lord and child

-There was a previous side-blog dedicated to this, but the original has since been deleted (nothing was actually on it, don't worry)

-Revamp blog can be found here: @royalty-ninjago

Dragon AU (ReMake)

(Plain text: Dragon AU (ReMake))

This is the current version of the Dragon AU! A lot of changes, a lot of major bringings, and so much with this AU that I just Love.

-Loose college based AU

-Cole's working to become a teacher. Zane a doctor, while working alongside Misako at a museum. Jay's an inventor and you can pry that out of my cold, dead hands. Kai's partially dyslexic (barely having a proper education as a younger kid), but working to be a blacksmith instructor.

-Nya's there, don't worry. So it Lloyd!

-Yes, there are still dragons! Don't worry about where.

-This AU is being written down, so not TOO much will be spoiled. Chapter 1 is about.. Maybe halfway done with?

Possessed? Jay AU

(Plain text: Possessed? Jay AU)

This came from a really weird fact pointing with @ninjago-autism-hours , and being written down. This will eventually be posted to Ao3 when completed and linked.

Ignacia Curse AU

(Plain text: Ignacia Curse)

I have named this AU finally!! You can find the information here!

Headcanon X Show Crossover AU

(Plain text: Headcanon X Show Crossover AU)

This one is self explanatory: My headcanons for the ninjas meeting themselves in a crossover.

Ninja-less AU

(Plain text: Ninja-less AU)

Once again, a little self explanatory, but more in depth than you think.

-Wu never finds the Ninja, despite trying to. Lord Garmadon is still 'Lord', and is still destined to destroy Ninjago, with Lloyd trying to stop him.

-The four OG's work on themselves and their own skills;

-Kai becomes a skilled blacksmith after years

-Jay becomes a spontaneous/on-the-spot inventor/mechanic and creates many things, ranging from cars to jets

-Zane becomes this sort of grey area of a 'Jack of all trades', yet still dedicated to helping people out

-Cole becomes an infamous hit man. No, I'm serious, that's where my mind went to for Fole, and it stuck.

-Lloyd somehow ends up in Cole's care, crossing paths before the snakes could be released, so the whole Pythor thing doesn't happen...

-Or does it?

-Can't remember details, but Pythor gets released. The 'ninja' have connections with each others, yet are so disconnected, you'd never think they'd know each other!

-They do. Barely.

-Morro also gets released, but instead of possessing Lloyd, zeoh just.. Kind of vibes with Cole and Lloyd, but most often gets left in Zane's care.

-There was a lot to this and I loved it a lot. I need to write this down.

Mute Kai AU

(Plain text: Mute Kai AU)

A more what if: Kai was a mute

-Pilot would be changed MAJORLY. The dudes wouldn't know Kai's name until Nya said it!

-Actions become words to the Ninja, and so often, Kai will motion in a really basic way to confuse someone, and then Jay pops up like 'Oh, yeah, we can absolutely go get something to eat after this', or Cole saying 'No, I think you're confusing Mystake with the other tea lady.'

-Just that. Mute Kai. There's a scar on Kai's neck that glows gold at random points, but no one ever says anything about it.

-Nya actually knows sign language, and has taught the others bit by bit so they can actually hold a conversation with Kai. By the time season 3 rolls around, they all know sign language and finger spelling.

+Jay's both offended and accomplished by his sign name (first starting as just 'talks a lot', but changed to 'electric boom', or something like that)

Dragon Kai AU

(Plain text: Dragon Kai AU)

If Kai was a hybrid of human and dragon. There's a LOT on this already, check the tag 'dragon kai' or 'dragon kai au'

Bizzaro Verse

(Plain text: Bizzaro Verse)

There's already a good bit about this out in the tags 'bizzaro verse'.

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago au #yeah there's.. a lot here. some not in full details for reasons #please ask all you want i love these aus-#dragon kai au #bizzaro verse

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space-mermaid-writing · 1 year

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The Sorcerer Supreme and his very weird, magical diet [IronStrange]

This is for the IronStrange Winter Gift Exchange 2022 @ironstrangehaven

Prompt: Stephen having side effects from the magic he uses. Any direction is good for this, it can be funny, hurt/comfort, whump, sexy, just something where he and Tony are facing something weird the magic has done to Stephen.

Summary: 5 times Tony has to deal with the weird side effects of Stephen‘s new magical diet and 1 time he nope’d out.

Tags: established relationship, soft idiots in love, magic is weird, this is more on the funny side, don’t mess with the fridge!

Ko-fi | Read it on AO3 | Masterlist | Word count: 4k

Author’s note: This is for you, @thedevildinosaur. I loved that prompt and had way too many ideas, so it became a 5+1 fic with a good amount of banter. I hope you have fun reading it. Happy Holidays!

The Sorcerer Supreme and his very weird, magical diet

Tony typed on his Starkphone and waited for Peter to run an update on his spider suit. The boy was supposed to show up soon.

The door to the hallway was open and he heard footsteps and two voices approaching. One of them was clearly Cap.

„… thank you again for your time, Doctor. It was really appreciated.“

„No problem.�� Tony perked up as he realized the other person was Stephen. „I‘m glad I could help.“

„And I‘m glad that the item we found in the Hydra base was not cursed… I‘m sorry, are you sure, you‘re okay?“

„Yes, this is just a minor inconvenience. Don‘t worry.“

Tony frowned. Whenever Stephen said, 'Don't worry,' it was most likely something to worry about. In that respect, they were both very similar. The fact that Steve Rogers aka Captain America was additionally irritated about whatever was going on, only added to Tony's worry.

He stuck his head out the door and saw the two men standing at the end of the hallway. As far as he could tell, Stephen looked normal. There was nothing to indicate that he wasn't okay. The only unusual thing was that he didn't have his cloak with him. Maybe it was washing day. The cloak hated wash days.

His mind at ease that this was just his not harmed wizard boyfriend, he called out to him. „Hey, Strange.“

Stephen turned his head and that's when Tony saw what had Cap worried. First he thought there was something wrong with his eyes, because for a moment it looked as if the sorcerer's body was blurring. Tony rubbed his eyes, the image did not change. Stephen became transparent for a moment, flickering, as if he were fading in and out of existence. Tony could clearly see the wand behind him.

Huh. That was new.

Stephen, however, did not seem to mind. His eyes lit up when he saw Tony and he said goodbye to Captain Rogers with a few words – now as solid again as a human being should be – and then walked down the hall to him.

"Tony." He flickered again, his outline blurring, if only briefly. From close up, it looked even weirder. Almost like a flawed hologram. Tony reached out his hand. It landed on the sorcerer's front chest without reaching through him.

"Not a hologram," the mechanic stated.

Stephen gave him an amused look. "Sorry to disappoint?" He stepped further into the room and leaned casually against one of the lab tables. As usual, he had no business looking so handsome at such a mundane activity. But Tony let it slide, because there were obviously more pressing matters to address.

„Are you telling me what this is?“ he asked him, stepping right in the sorcerer‘s personal space. His curiosity was piqued and he was very tempted Friday to have some scans done.

Stephen ran his hand through his hair, looking somewhat embarrassed. "Wong had me set on a magical diet," he explained. „These are just some side effects.“

„I hope you‘re not going to disappear on me.“

„Is that worry I hear in your voice?“ Stephen‘s voice was teasing and dropped an octave. He licked his lips and Tony zoned in on his shiny pink mouth. The inventor knew he was being distracted – Stephen was a pro in deflecting – and he didn’t press the matter. Stephen would open up, if he was ready. Instead Tony kissed him, just softly but full of affection.

Stephen sighed and relaxed under his touch. He was always much more concerned about things than he wanted to let appear.

“I just wanted to know if I need another wizard as my plus one for that gala in two weeks.” Tony kept his voice light.

“As long as there’s free food, I’m sure Wong would love to go.” Stephen chuckled, then added, “The symptoms should disappear in a few days.” Stephen locked his eyes with him. He knew that every joke Tony made, also hid a serious concern.

Someone at the door cleared his throat. Peter stood there, his school backpack hanging over one shoulder. „Hey, Mister Stark. Doctor Strange.“

Turned his head, but didn‘t move an inch away from Stephen. „Hey Pete. You‘re early.“

„Actually I‘m half an hour late.“

„Same difference. Plug your suit in so Fri can run the update.“

The boy nodded and went to his table, while Tony looked back at the sorcerer. "Duty calls," he said apologetically.

Stephen did not blame him. He was himself expected in Kamar-Taj and disappeared through a portal.

A week later, Tony was visiting the Sanctum. Stephen was busy updating a few wards on some relics.

He was still fading out every now and then, although not as often anymore. Tony had found out that it was related to his emotions. Ever since it was his favorite thing to make Stephen flustered and see him going transparent.

Most of the time Stephen hardly noticed that he was fading out for a second and it did no harm to him. Even the cloak of levitation had come to terms with this by now and was back on his shoulders.

As far as Tony had found out, this magical diet was essential for the Sorcerer Supreme. It increased his powers without having Stephen absorb demonic creatures. Tony seconded that last bit very much.

Stephen‘s body needed to adjust to his new powers and until there was an overflow of magic, causing weird side effects like fading out of existence for a split second.

Other ‘minor inconveniences‘ – Stephen liked to call them that – that Tony had witnessed in the last few days included:

- the sudden appearance of butterflies (this happened quite often whenever Stephen used a spell)

- feathers growing in his hair. Plugging them out was kinda hurtful, since they were deeply rooted in his skin. But Stephen didn‘t want to walk around in public with them.

- breathing fire whenever he opened his mouth. It lasted for four hours and Wong put in on time-out in the mirror dimension after he almost burned the curtains in the library.

- once a cat followed Stephen and Tony when they were walking through Greenwich to get lunch. Tony was just 35% sure this was part of the side effects. It could be just a regular cat. There was also the slight possibility of a shape changer. Tony was sure the cat looked funny at him at one point.

Beside the butterflies, which dissolved after a few hours, fading in and out was the only lingering effect. Stephen was pretty sure that he just had to use his powers a lot to regulate the overflowing. And since Wong backed that thesis up, Tony wasn’t too alarmed about it.

While Stephen was still busy with the relics, Tony looked at the image of a floating globe. It was made out of golden light, a perfect replica of the Earth – the color a sign that it was currently not in any danger. Small glowing dots marked the locations of the super secret wizard headquarters and their even more secretive school.

Tony liked to joke about it, but had to admit that in these days and age of facial recognition and tracking devices, it was impressive for such a large organization to stay mostly under the radar.

“Hey, quick question.” Tony turned his head to Stephen and pointed at Asia. “Is this red glowing dot a concern?”

Stephen stopped weaving the spell he was working on and stepped next to him.

"The Hong Kong Sanctum will take care of it," he decided with a quick glance. Having such a globally networked organization to rely on was quite handy.

Suddenly, another, larger dot lit up in the Midwest.

„This one on the other hand…“

After a quick re-check on the location, Stephen opened a portal. He stepped through first and then turned to give Tony a hand. The inventor still had his difficulties with portals of any kind. It helped that he could see a small town on the other side instead of the dark expanses of space. It also helped that nanobots bled over his body, forming his Iron Man suit.

Surprisingly, everything was quiet on the other side. Tony had expected more chaos, maybe mayhem… at least something that caused the alarm. “Are you sure this is the right place?”

Stephen nodded. “Magic isn’t always obvious.”

They walked through a nice suburban neighborhood. It was a late summer day and people were standing in their front yard looking at them curiously. It wasn't often that Iron Man walked through their street. Tony waved at two kids in a garage driveway, who gaped at him with their jump rope in hand.

“How about dinner later?” he asked the sorcerer casually.

Stephen avoided looking at him, almost embarrassed. “Uhm, since I started that diet, I can’t have normal food for a while.” Maybe never again, but he wouldn’t open that topic yet. Not when they had to concentrate on a potential threat.

Tony shrugged. “How about a movie then? That means more popcorn for me. What are you eating anyway? Mystical vibes?”

“More like alien eyeballs and writhing tentacles. Cooking is not Wong’s strongest skill.”

“Yikes. I stay with pizza.” Tony made a face in disgust, but didn't ask to elaborate, because eyeballs and tentacles were clearly exaggerations, right?

Right?

He turned his head to Stephen, who was busy with a golden mandala he had created in front of him. A quick scan of the area told the sorcerer that there was magical activity all around them. But he could not find a source. That was strange. Time to get a different perspective on things.

He dissolved the mandala and opened his third eye with a simple move of his hands. It helped him to see auras and hidden forms.

But before he could look around, he felt the skin on the backs of his hands move. When he turned them, two more eyes looked back at him from them. Surprised, he blinked – and they blinked back. The feeling of skin changing repeated, traveled up his arms. It was weird, and definitely not what he had intended to do. It far exceeded his goal.

With these new eyes he got a new view. It was mostly darkness for now, because most of it was covered by the sleeves. The fabric itched him and he used a quick spell to remove his sleeves. This was way better.

He saw the world in different colors now. It was fascinating. With the eye on his forehead, he already had expanded senses, but now it had multiplied.

Stephen heard something and realized that Tony was apparently talking to him. He was so overwhelmed by the new impressions that he didn't even notice. The sorcerer turned his head toward him and – wow.

Stephen took a step towards him. Tony’s aura was familiar to him, but now there was so much more to see, even with the Iron Man suit on, that usually shielded it. It was blueish-white, but he could make out and distinguish different shades. The blue were actual fine lines, wrapping around the light, that shone like a small sun. His sun. Tony.

When he reached out and touched one of the lines, it pulsed, moved independently.

“I think I can see Friday.”

The words coming out of his mouth were purple with faint black tips.

“That’s great, I guess. But it doesn’t answer my question.” Tony planted himself right in front of him, probably looking at him.

Stephen’s eyes followed where his words went. They were orange and dissolved in the wind. He could see the wind! It was beautiful.

“Hey! Earth to Gandalf!” Tony’s next words were tinted with concern. “Are you alright? You seem kinda off.”

“I’m great. Did you know, you have gorgeous outlines?” He watched the words floating to Tony, wrapping around him like a warm blanket. He tried to catch the question mark, to try to change it, but he wasn’t fast enough. It stuck to Tony's cheek.

“Thanks? You know, those eyes are kinda creeping me out.” Normally, Tony had no problem being stared at. But there were at least twelve eyes on him and none of them were part of an actual face. “Can they help us find the threat?”

But Stephen was no longer listening to him. Tony was still speaking when he wandered off, looking around curiously and in awe. Tony hurried to follow his – apparently – very high boyfriend.

Tony was not fully awake yet but his need for coffee was already strong. He moved quietly, not wanting to wake Stephen – the sorcerer needed sleep as much as he did on his good days – and went to the Sanctum's kitchen.

The Sanctum was a weird place, starting with self-opening doors and definitely not ending with wooden floorboards that tripped Tony up too often for it to be coincidence or his own clumsiness.

Stephen once explained to him that the building had been exposed to a lot of magic over the period of several centuries and thus had formed a kind of will of its own. Magic was unpredictable like that. The Sanctum still had its limits though – of course, it was just a house.

Tony was a favorite victim of its shenanigans, especially when he walked the halls alone – like he was doing now.

He arrived at the kitchen door and opened it – just to find Stephen’s bedroom behind it. The sorcerer was still fast asleep.

“First I need coffee,” Tony said. It wasn't the first time the Sanctum played roulette with the doors, changing the rooms behind them at will. Tony closed and opened the door again. He looked at what seemed to be an actual jungle. A monkey was yelling somewhere.

“I swear, if you’re not giving me the kitchen next, I will call my estate agent and put you up for sale.” He slammed the door shut with more force than necessary. He couldn’t believe he was talking to a building, even threatening it.

The door in front of him swung open again, the creaking of its hinges sounding more like laughter than they had any natural right to.

Finally he saw the object of his desire and headed straight for the coffee maker. It was a modern and very fancy model. Tony himself bought it one day and gifted it to Stephen and Wong – for totally unselfish reasons.

Money had many perks and enjoying heavenly good coffee was one of them.

While waiting for his drink, he let his eyes wander in search of food. He could go for a snack. Maybe a sandwich. The refrigerator was on the opposite wall, freestanding and not near any other kitchen appliances, which, huh, was a weird interior design choice, but he wasn't one to judge. He walked toward it and managed exactly two steps when suddenly all the kitchen cabinet doors began to rattle violently, like an ominous warning. Startled, Tony flinched. Thank you very much for this horror movie moment.

If Tony wouldn’t trust Stephen enough to believe him, when the sorcerer said that the Sanctum was not out to actually try and kill Tony, he would have run a long time ago.

“What?” he asked, but got no answer. The sanctum wasn’t Friday, it couldn’t talk. There was only silence.

“That’s what I thought.” Tony huffed. It was too early for this kind of weirdness. Of course he had to fall for a wizard with a maniac of a mansion. Couldn’t be just a cute suburban condo with a large garden in the back.

Tony tripped over a loose floorboard and kicked the table leg in return. Since he was barefoot, it probably hurt him more than the wood. He was five seconds away from going back to bed without breakfast and coffee, pulling the covers over his head and staying there – preferable forever. But he couldn’t let the house win. Determined, he went to the refrigerator, put his hand on the handle and was about to pull the door open, when another hand laid on him.

“I told you not to touch the fridge,” Stephen said. He was in his pj bottoms with no shirt, which was a sight for sore eyes. Especially with that tousled morning hair sticking in various directions.

“Why? Afraid I eat Wong’s precious leftovers?” Tony wasn't stupid enough to make that mistake twice. “What does a guy have to do to get breakfast?”

“The secret stash is in the top left kitchen cabinet.” He nodded in the direction and as if on command the door of the kitchen cupboard opened. There was cereal, toast and – oh, poptarts! Fine. Tony didn’t press about the sorcerer being overprotective of his fridge and made a beeline towards the sugar. He deserved it with what he had to put up with.

Still, he was a little bit curious about the fridge.

While most of the side effects lessened over time, the butterflies didn’t stop appearing. They were small bluish or greenish and most of them dissolved after a few hours. But some lingered in the Sanctum. They seemed to take a liking for Tony though, and always found their way to him, flattered around him.

Tony pulled his shirt over his head, feeling his arm hit something small as he did so. "Oh shit." He his head, only half-dressed, and saw a butterfly fluttering irritated. Carefully, he caught it. “You have to be more careful, buddy.”

It rested calmly in his hand.

Stephen emerged from the bathroom. “You know they’re not real, right? Just a byproduct of my magical energy.”

“He doesn’t mean that,” Tony stage-whispered to the butterfly. He gently set it down on a dresser. “Go look for your friends.”

He slipped his second arm through the other sleeve and glanced at his watch. “I’m running late. Can you portal me?”

“Sure. Where to?”

“Conference room 315.” Tony checked his hair one last time, then he stepped to the sorcerer, who slipped his slingring on his fingers. “See you tonight?” he asked against his lips, before kissing them.

Stephen closed his eyes for a moment. There never seemed to be enough time between all of their responsibilities. “I’m meeting with the elders, so it probably get pretty late.” He sighed. There were a dozen other things he would rather do.

“Ten bucks your elders are less boring than my board members.”

Stephen huffed amused. “Debatable.” He kissed him again, then took a step back and moved his arm in a circle motion, creating a portal.

Said board members sitting in conference room 315 were caught by surprise, when suddenly orange sparks appeared out of thin air and their boss stepped out of a magical circle.

“Good morning, gents.”

The portal disappeared, leaving behind a small butterfly that followed Tony immediately. There were two more in his hair he was totally unaware of. Ignoring the not so subtle glances of his staff, he sat down and gestured to the guy at the front to continue his presentation.

Tony already knew the headline of the day: dragon invading New York.

Stephen told them it was actually a wyvern, because it had two legs instead of four like a dragon would. Nobody knew how it got here. Maybe it got lost, took a wrong turn in another dimension. And now it was destroying part of the Bronx. The Avengers got called, acting as a backup for Doctor Strange, because, honestly, this was more like his kind of expertise.

He tried to banish it, sending it back where it came from, while the Avengers distracted the beast long enough for the sorcerer to perform his spells.

It wasn’t an easy task, although the creature was clearly outnumbered.

The wyvern lashed out with its spiked tail. Tony moved out of the way, blasted back with his repulsor.

“Can we speed this up?” Clint asked via comm. “I’m almost out of arrows.” As if on cue, one of them hit the wyvern, exploding by impact into goo that spread around the beast’s scales. It restricted the wyvern in its movements.

Strange added more and more symbols to the glowing mandala in the air, concentrating on his spell and seeming to have almost blanked out his surroundings.

Tony had Friday keeping an eye on his boyfriend while he was vulnerable. With another blast he prevented Peter from being hit by a sharp claw. They had to hurry up,

Finally Strange hurled the complicated banishing spell at the wyvern, sending it back to wherever. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Strange’s clothes were slightly singed. The wyvern was able to breathe fire – no wonder the news mistook it for a dragon. He landed next to Cap and Natasha, slightly stumbling as his legs gave in as soon as his feet touched the ground, but the cloak masked it and helped him by taking most of his weight. It had taken a lot of his energy to compete with the wyvern’s natural magic resistance.

Steve turned to him. “Is this thing gone for good? No friends of it are going to show up?”

“It won’t cause any further problems,” Stephen reassured him. He was slightly panting, feeling nauseous all the sudden. “I will look into how it was able to travel in-…” He stopped and managed to turn away just in time, before he vomited some kind of black goo.

The others looked at him concerned.

“Shit, doc, are you alright?”

Stephen nodded, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Yes, I-… “ He vomited again. Tony was at his side instantly, rubbing his back. The inventor had noticed the sweaty hair and the dark circle under the sorcerer’s eyes.

“Too much magic?” he asked in a low voice. “Let’s get you back home.” He side-eyed the black… whatever this stuff was that came out of his boyfriend. Tony swore he saw it moving. And was that a tentacle sticking out of it?

Stephen managed to nod, exhaustion taking over him. He was tired and – surprisingly – hungry, although he had puked his guts out just seconds ago. “I’m fine,” he mumbled. “Don’t worry.”

“Sure.” Tony knew better than to argue with him. He did, in fact, worry, but moved it aside for the moment and looked at Steve instead, who was watching them, concern also written in his face. “You guys handle the clean up?” It was less of a question and Tony didn’t even waited for an answer before he led Stephen home.

Tony walked up the steps of the sanctum. He had visited Peter and May for their bi-monthly pizza and card game Sunday and decided to visit Stephen on his way back home. He even brought leftover pizza for Wong – Stephen was still strict on his diet, refusing to eat anything else.

The door opened automatically, being familiar with Tony and welcoming him. As soon as he stepped inside, he heard shouting from somewhere in the back.

“It’s getting away!” Wong yelled.

“I’m on it!”

It sounded urgent enough that Tony moved his hand instinctively to the house unit on his chest. But before he could activate it, something suddenly burst through a wall next to the big staircase.

Tony had seen some serious shit in his life: ugly aliens, rogue robots and that one time he was attacked by electric whips at a car race. But magic surpassed everything. Devils, demons and mystical beings? Yeah, tough shit.

And now there were tentacles – purple-green and slimy – a lot of them actually and quite back ones, moving like legs. Like an octopus trying to walk. But instead of a body – there was the fridge. The very one Stephen told him not to touch. It had the same ‘I ♡ NY’ sticker on the door that now hung partly unhinged.

Stephen followed through the monster shaped hole, throwing his red glowing ropes to catch this abomination.

Tony blinked, frozen in place. Then he turned around and nope’d out. This was ridiculous. He was not dealing with this kind of bullshit today. Absolutely not.

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clearcloudlesssky · 6 months

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*sips tea* WHY, HELLO THERE

I am here to inquire about your writing! (I just want to give you an excuse to make a tumblr post about it because you're an amazing writer)

Who's your favorite oc and why?

What two characters do you think have the most interesting dynamic together out of the ones youve written?

What tropes do you use the most?

Do you have any ocs you think youd get along with irl? Any you think you'd hate irl?

ALSO...CAN I MARRY ORPHEUS??? (and eule i love them both)

WHY, HELLO TO YOU AS WELL

thank you for inquiring about my writing!! it means a lot seriously

i am so so sorry i didn’t answer this sooner i literally did not know that there was a inbox until today sobs

well anyhoo questions

1) who’s your favorite oc and why?

my favorite oc at the moment is levine. mostly cause depressed doctor with a missing inventor childhood friend, who disappeared after a morally wrong experiment, but then the subject of that experiment appears at his doorstep and what tf is he supposed to do now.

plus i just like his personality (me saying he’s quiet and hates interacting with people just like me frfr)

ok but on the legitimate side of things

levine tends to portray himself as a misanthrope who dislikes spending time with others, but in reality he uses it as a mask to cover up the fact that he doesn’t actually hate people, rather he ends up caring too much, so he just withdraws.

he pretends to be the first option, but ultimately he’s a bleeding heart disguised as a cynic. yes, he’s bitter and somewhat jaded by certain events, but that doesn’t stop him from feeding the scrawny cat on the side of the road or taking in a child? automaton? person? that was left to him.

plus his relationship with childhood friend aka local crazy woman camille who is his exact opposite is fun to write

2) what two characters do you think have the most interesting dynamic together out of the ones you’ve written?

hmmm out of the characters that i’ve written so far the relationship between yuna and neva is probably the most interesting to me, seconded by marion and cinna.

in yuna/neva’s case it’s the mixture of childhood-friends-turned-reluctant-enemies-but-not-really, and the thing about their vibe that i like is that they just keep making each other worse. they love each other, they adore each other, but they also hate and despise each other, and whenever one falls it’s inevitable that the other follows.

yuna is usually the one to take the first downward plunge, without any hesitation, and she always looks back at neva like “are you coming?” —and neva always looks at her, and something inside her whispers that this is wrong, she shouldn’t be doing this, but another part says yes this feels good, and enjoys the thrill, and it’s that side that wins over like all of the time.

because when it comes down to it yuna just does what she wants in the moment, without much regard for the future or the people around her. maybe a different person could reel her in, or clean up her messes, or tell her hey this is wrong, but that person will never be neva. neva is kinda apathetic to both life and people, she’s just plodding through life. yes, she has a better moral compass than yuna, but she’s not pressed enough to follow through on that bit of conscience within her and stop what they’re doing, so everything usually just spirals and spirals until it explodes.

that was basically them in their teenage years, and when the story starts as reuniting adults, the pattern just. happens again but on a larger scale. i told you they’re my toxic lesbians and i love themmmm

3) what tropes do you use the most?

erm i would say that i use “childhood friends” AKA “knew each other in youth” wayyyy too frequently. also a sucker for the parental figure and traumatized child relationship

4) do you have any ocs you think you’d get along with irl? any you think you’d hate?

i think that i’d get along with eurydice (wow i should probably rename her) mostly because she’s a chill lady, runs a tea shop. i’d like to get a drink from her and just relax. i also think i’d get along with doll but let’s be real, doll gets along with like 99% of the people they meet. they are my sunshine porcelain automaton child. (i coparent with levine.)

erm i would probably dislike hanging around yuna, enough said about that. i kinda want to say marion but i wrote him to be fairly charismatic and i don’t think that i would be immune haha

5) can i you marry orpheus (also eule)

STOP MARRYING PEOPLE’S OCS ASHER >:(((((

you have permission to marry eule. but marion comes as a side piece. this is non-negotiable.

as for orpheus, ask anil lmao

suddenly occurs to me that nobody knows who these people are. oH well maybe i’ll post more later TwT

i wrote this at 2AM coughing so if this is incoherent i sincerely apologize

#who let stella write #answering asks #writeblr #original story #original characters

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cakeinthevoid · 4 months

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if you're willing to share, id love to hear about your OC flange gusset cowboy extraordinaire (i actually just acquired a few cowboy OCs myself recently)

Oh you have opened the floodgates, but I don't even know where to start... I hope my rambling below will make sense haha...

Flange Gusset, Cowboy Extraordinaire!

...and the closest thing West Hinge has to an engineer.

Flange became an 'official' cowboy as a teenager, about 15 years old, but growing up on the ranch in the budding city of West Hinge, he's been training all his life for it. Genuinely, he's one of the most cowyboy cowboys who ever cowboyed. West Hinge knows his name—often as Gus, or, nowadays, Mr. Gusset, which he always tries to wave off. Everyone knows that he's a dependable lad. He works hard and is always there to help—and he's your guy if you every need a cheap repair or a little thingamajig to make life a little easier.

Family:

His mom is Mexican, so he had plenty of Vaquero stories from her side of the family. While she's proud of the man her Flan Cake (her sweet nickname for Flange <3) became, she will always worry about his safety as a cowboy. She knows the life is hard. Flange sees his mother as the kindest and most generous person in the world, and aspires to be like her.

His dad was an american farmer who didn't raise no quitter!!! He taught him the importance of true courage and loyalty. Flange worked the fields and did repairs around town with his dad growing up, which is where a lot of his most practical skills came from. Flange feels like he could never replace his dad as head of the house. He misses his dad.

He's the oldest sibling, so he knew he needed to get a job asap to help provide for his family. "Inventor" wasn't exactly a career path he could dedicate himself to, so he took up ranching and cattle herding—he took to it like a duck to water! (There's a reason he's one of if not THE top cowboy in the town at his early 20s).

Cowboy Life:

Flange started working for ranch owner Mr. Lewis at 15, doing your typical beginner cowpoke chores. His skills and talents weren't going unnoticed though, and he was quickly rising the ranks, joining the older cowboys on round ups and cattle drives. The other cowboys on the payroll are some of his closest friends.

Cowboying around gives him enough quiet nights during travel and time off to pursue his not-so-secret passion: inventing. He’s come up with plenty of doodads to improve the lives in West Hinge—in addition to doing repairs n stuff. He treasures his simple yet purposeful life, but privately wishes to do good on a greater scale, to invent something truly marvelous… but right now, he has a job to do.

So he does what he can. He’s no doctor, but he tries to help in other ways. He respects the trades and rolls his eyes at big business. Down right pisses him off when those mega-ranches try to scam or buy out the hardworking little guys.

He adheres to his own cowboy code, which is everything in the unwritten Code of the West and more. He scowls at those who taint the cowboy name, but he won't go picking fights unless the situation is truly dire. He also truly don’t mind most outlaws, unless they’re one of the ransacking and killing types. He would much rather everyone get along and sing by the fire, but he isn't naive.

He's run into enough outlaws and wicked cowboys to know better.

Fun facts!

Flange's #1 horse is a beige and white spotted cutting horse named Chico! He's the cowboy who can ride him best, and thus does the cattle cutting. He's prevented his fair share of stampedes, to say the least.

Flange is scary good at poker. The man never gambles, and seems to hardly know what is going on, but he's never had a bad loss.

Flange can play the harmonica, banjo, and guitar. He's real shit at piano though.

Flange is scared of being well and truly alone. He's also irked by wasps.

~ ~ ~

Oh man this was fun. Yes I got a little carried away and there is still so much I could go on about (realizing I barely spoke on his engineering endeavors) but AAA thank you for this ask <33 I hope you enjoyed

AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!

#stalecabbage your ask singlehandedly made me deep dive into cowboy and western frontier history #real talk I had almost ZILCH #NADA—RIEN #for my boy flange gusset cowboy extraordinaire #he was quite literally just a concept in my head that I didn't really get the time/inspo to develop further #and now im like... it's my BOY!!!!#so thank u <3 #may our cowboys ride into the sunset together #asks in the void #im gonna try drawing him i think. try to hammer down the Looks #flange gusset cowboy extraordinaire #cowboy lore

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Hey, I am watching Doctor Who for the first time and I have reached Twelves last episode. One of my favorite Doctors so far for sure, and I'm procrastinating watching the final ep because I dont it to end but also because I have only heard bad stuff about Thirteen's seasons :/

What are your (spoiler free) thoughts on Thirteen?

putting this under a readmore because I hate reading chibnall salt if i'm not seeking it out specifically. i do have a lot of positive things to say though. no spoilers 👍

the 13th Doctor era frustrates me immensely because while it is not nearly as bad as the "anti-woke" crowd makes it out to be, but also nor is it as actually turbo-progressive as dudebros complain about. I like the Thirteenth Doctor, but I think moreso the idea of her or the way she is in fanon than canon. Like, the era has like, 80% great stuff, that then aren't brought to their full potential or have frustrating misfires or missed opportunities. Not that the other eras don't have the same, but I think it's compounded by the fact I don't like the companions as much. I can be entertained by an episode that has a nonsensical or boring plot if I'm enjoying the character interactions, but, for example, Ryan Sinclair is not much more expressive than a cardboard cutout. And that's frustrating! (And also, not Tosin Cole's fault.) I want him to have more personality and a life and character! I'm even writing a fic for that, right now.

(Applying criticism to only the 13th doctor era is misogynistic. Acting like RTD or Moffat were perfect but the Chibnall era sucks uniquely is stupid. Every era has problems in its own way.)

(Chibnall's also done stuff like hiring the first writers of color on the show, having a significant amount of female writers and like, I don't know, cast a woman as the Doctor or something. Big if true. /j)

For 13 specifically, I love the way Jodie plays her, I think the way she plays with gender in the narrative is fun, I love that 13 is flawed and an intelligent inventor and looking for fun in the world, that she's funny and awkward and sincere.

I sort of fell out of love with her (or stopped being starry-eyed about her) after series 12. I had been certain that the majority of the era's criticism was just disguised misogyny, but I came to a point where I was constantly thinking "This doesn't make sense" or "that's a horrible rhetorical move." or "What a big missed opportunity!" And I hate sounding like the dudebros who say "Not my doctor!!" or who think Chris Chibnall is the source of the world's problems. There's also a lot of things that were external factors in the era that were downgrades, like the decreased episode count and having to film with pandemic restrictions for series 13.

I do think the 13th Doctor era is a net positive, and there are some really fun and high-quality episodes like Demons of the Punjab and Eve of the Daleks, but this era frustrates me beyond belief. the 13th Doctor era is one of the few places where I prefer fanon to canon. Believe me, that does not happen often.

#updates from cipher #tried to keep it as spoiler free if i could. this also really makes me want to work on my ryan fic again

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thenightling · 1 year

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Debunking a popular belief about Mary Shelley (not that anyone is likely to listen)

Many memes (and Google) have credited Mary Shelley as the Inventor of Science fiction. Though I love Frankenstein (the novel) I have to say this is actually incorrect. Though I love Frankenstein I actually have to disagree with Google and the popular idea that she invented science fiction or wrote the first science fiction novel.For starters, if you actually read Frankenstein, it doesn't actually teach the popular Frankenstein movie moral of "I shouldn't have tampered in God's domain." Creating The Creature wasn't Victor's sin. His mistake was abandoning him and the cruelties of the world. The Creature was benign until he was abused by everyone he met. To pretend that simply bringing The Creature to life was what Victor did wrong does a disservice to Mary Shelley and undermines the actual themes of parental responsibility and the necessity of forgiveness and the futility of revenge. Also the "Modern Prometheus" leads many people to think that Prometheus was punished for stealing fire from Gods. But Prometheus in the myth, was the creator of the human race. He just didn't want his creations to suffer. And Mary Shelley's own husband, Percy Shelley, wrote Prometheus Unbound. Victor didn't create his creature through scientific means. No. He found the secret of life in the works of Agrippa and Paracelsus, an alchemist and sorcerer. Even the involvement of lightning is semi-ambiguous. Victor saw the power of lighting when it struck a tree on his family's land years earlier but he never specifies if that's how he brought The Creature to life. In fact he tells Captain Walton "The secret dies with me."Victor wasn't even a medical doctor in the novel. He was a student. He was studying metaphysics and he never graduated. There's actually very little (if any) science in Frankenstein. It's more Gothic Fantasy but that shows how few people actually read the novel...Dungeons and Dragons' campaign "Adam's Wrath" is actually closer to Frankenstein than most Frankenstein films and in that he's called a flesh golem.Also before Frankenstein was even published Goethe portrayed time travel in Faust Part 2 and the creation of a Homonculus by Wagner (Faust's former assistant). There's even a Frankenstein-esque scene of Wagner announcing that they are about to witness the creation of a life. And Mephisto quips "Where are you hiding the man and woman? Up the chimney?" And in 1827 (three years before Mary revised Frankenstein, changing certain plot elements before re-publishing it) Jane Webb published a science fiction novel called The Mummy! A Tale of the Twenty-Second Century. My Sources: Faust by Wolfgang Von Goethe, Parts 1 and 2, translation to English by A. S. Kline. Part 1 first published in 1808, part 2 published in 1832 (after Goethe’s death). The Mummy! A tale of The Twenty-Second Century by Jane Webb, published 1827. Frankenstein or The Modern Prometheus by Mary Shelley, published 1818. Frankenstein revised edition by Mary Shelley, 1830. Dungeons and Dragons: Adam’s Wrath, published 1994.

#Frankenstein #Mary Shelley

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shiroi---kumo · 8 months

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the internal debate on whether or not to put my perception of your OCs into one ask or multiple ended in me getting distracted and checking my emails.

eventually (30 seconds ago) i decided that they would be a little of both (broken into categories) so buckle up friendo.

also buckle up for the fact i will be holding no punches in my very totally professional analysis

because somehow this ended in me checking my emails (which is productive), i will start with aamun's associated group (the soul binds, who i propose should henceforth be known as ✨ the sparkle squad ✨)

valo:

oh man oh boy i perceive him alright. he's keeping so much to himself for the betterment of others. he's always "i'm just tired today" but it's more than just tired. beyond that, he's such a kind person. he's a warm person. he seeks to understand but not really to be understood - i have to wonder what made him think in the patterns he does. i have to wonder what or who made him think he can't open up. he has such good control on himself and it's him that i'd be afraid to truly fuck with for that same reason.

palo:

it is impossible not to perceive her. she is loud, boisterous, funny - but what else is there? she became a doctor, an inventor, she wants to help others and save lives, she's sworn a life oath... all these things are serious, but often she's not taken too seriously. i think she should be. i think she'd be someone's worst nightmare if anyone laid a single finger on her liege or any of the others. she's a force to be reckoned with. scary.

sydän:

she's vibing. but she's also stuck in the same loop as her brother and there's no avoiding it - they are constantly compared or treated as one entity in some regard or another. in a way, it makes her a perfect teacher for someone like pilvi, whose expectations aren't something he can separate from himself. and in the same way, it also makes her a great advocate for usva. she's someone who understands a bit where people are coming from without much effort and she's someone who can and will argue effectively against all the bullshit. i feel that she's calculated because, in a sense, she has to be able to tear others' faulty logic apart in order to be anything at all outside of hollow labels and others' assumptions.

aamun:

lonely by twelve, barely held together by people kind enough to take him in. the world is harsh for many military kids, and aamunkoitto is absolutely no exception. there was likely no room and no time for him to be soft in the sense some others are, but he's so loving in his own ways. there is absolutely nothing he wouldn't do for those he cares about, and if anyone is able to see what somebody needs, it's definitely him. there's a lot more there than he would ever let on, and i feel like he shoulders much more blame than he's actually owed. people tend to see a tall, grumpy man who's very no-nonsense, but those same people would run to him in a heartbeat for comfort and safety. like the dawn he's named after, he is reliable and subtly comforting.

revon:

if anyone flipped to the word 'effort' in the dictionary, there would probably be a picture of revon. he is the definition of "just doing his best", and yet he feels somehow it just isn't good enough. he pushes himself to the sideline, watches over these people who love him so much, and never realizes just how fiercely he is loved in return. he would do anything to protect them and measures his self-worth in this sole trait, though the people he's so focused on worrying about think of him as so much more than that. this man deserves the world and he thinks, truly, his whole world are the handful of people he keeps close. how beautiful and tragic a character he is.

How do you perceive my OC || Accepting

AKA Theo attacked me with positivity again

✨ The Sparkle Squad ✨ you kill me. Theo you slay me and just this overwhelming love for them pouring out from you just makes me so much more excited about them and to write them. It makes me excited to write in general. I love you so much. You see them. You see them so clearly and who they are and just Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh Theo you're wonderful, thank you for loving my babies. Thank you for believing in me and my creations.

Thank you.

You see them. You see them all so clearly and I'm so glad they're coming off the way I intended. Ahhhhh yes good.

#meme || OC perceptions #ask || mun speaks #dontcallmealyre #dont call me a lyre #tw; long post

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katyspersonal · 1 year

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002 for Mico and Rom both please?

Oh!!!!!!! Hell yea!!!

(Asks from this ( x ) meme)

002 I Give me a character & I will tell you

• How I feel about this character

For Micolash: I feel a LOT of things about Mico. He is genuinely one of the most important fictional characters that I ever had in my life. Not just that, but there were many bizarre and significant dreams connected with him, and even some things transcending into waking life.

I actually feel a bit reclusive to elaborate as these are very intimate matters (that also touch upon spiritual matters and mental health). I'll just say that this character means A Whole Bunch for me, and I gave up trying to reason why I am not scared or repulsed by him despite the sheer depth of comprehending his insanity. Though can a hard-core fan of FromSoft games truly be sane? Hehehe~ Also I love his appearance and I want to kiss his face, and I want to give him a motherly hug and wrap him in a comfy blankey

For Rom: Roughly the same things apply; a very important character, a lot of connection with dreams, spiritual experiences and mental health profile. In fact, I sort of kin this character. It is just hard to convey since within canon she is almost a blank canvas, yet I don't even feel connected with my portrayal of her specifically. It is just A Rom. There are only a few boundaries, such as strong sense of her being one of the students. But I love all the takes on her!

I picked interest in her almost instantly, but I had a dream about being her before I knew ANYTHING about her and only saw the design. She was, and is, such a blast to develop from my very first days into Bloodborne. She is as important for me as Micolash, just except that I do not have a crush on her. It'd feel too awkward... xD

• All the people I ship romantically with this character

For Micolash: Edgar, Damian, Laurence, Rom (not my version of her though, since mine is his sister), to an extent Kos and Wet Nurse (they are weird ones since they're gods)... Yeah, I think that's mostly it! I could like some others though? For example, @saint--adeline had a ship of Mico with Adeline and like... gfjjjfjyug cursed but it actually makes hella sense, you go girl xD

For Rom: Ebrietas, Julie/Yurie, Edgar, Micolash (see above), Damian, Adeline, Maria, Willem (cursed, I know), Patches

Naturally, I am not rotating all of these ships in my brain all the time, hahaha! I just like to explore different opportunities in fiction, and these are the ones I think of!

• My non-romantic OTP for this character

For Micolash: It is hard to choose one... I think him and Archibald work well! Archie probably would simp for Micolash, though, but I just don't see them becoming a couple. However, they would work together and get along juuust fine like two mad inventors, plus Archie is basically THE chief of Yahar'gul hunters. And one of the few mad lads that was loyal to Micolash genuinely until the end.

For Rom: Which one would not become a ship, hmmm... She sure has friends, but 'platonic OTP' is a very honorable status, you know! I think Caryll falls here the best; my particular version of Caryll distances from Byrgenwerth a bit soon, but in general they are the highest Insight scholars on the block (Micolash drools and hisses and cries and throws up from envy)

Honorable mention: My versions of Rom and Micolash themselves! They are siblings separated at birth that found each other thanks to Rom's intuition and unique devotion to finding her lost brother. They went though everything together, and were close and loyal to defending each other until the end. In fact, they are SO close that arguably none of their romantic ships could rival this bond. Very codependent family bond does that sometimes...

• My unpopular opinion about this character

For Micolash: Not an opinion, more like 'then do it yourself if you're so goddamn smart' moment. But I think he should have been involved in Research Hall (very likely as one of the doctors), and I think this is not explored often enough! Just like him being a necromancer and being able to teleport is not something I see addressed often enough. Basically my opinion is that there are more sides of him to simp for appreciate than just him being Weird Guy and a cult leader. The dude got TALENTS, okay? x)

For Rom: I prefer to think that her being intellectually disabled and, I quote, "childlike", was not a side-effect of ascension but natural traits for her in life! (Her title in Japanese original uses the word 'hakuchi' that is very directly a way to describe profound mental disability, as opposed to the more vague English word 'vacuous'). No, takes along the lines of Rom being a super genius so smart that she deserved eyes for that alone are cool, I am just very biased on my way of taking her title. In my case since she is a student, it is selective disability: academically smart but very helpless otherwise. Can see everything throw raw intuition but gets none of it. Can conduct incredibly complex research on the Universe but might not know how to button her shirt or count to ten. Along those lines!

I'll say though: the day someone makes Rom not a scholar and not a teacher but a secret third thing (Willem's baby daughter) is the day I will EAT that take /pos

• One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon

For Micolash: I'd LOVE it if Micolash was a friendly NPC in the Nightmare for some time (basically temporary Doll, or maybe giving us helpful updates for Insight points), and then "betrayed" us by jumping in the Lake that'd serve as teleporter to the Lecture Building. x) Inspired by the cut idea for him in beta version where he DID do that. Him being a useful NPC is just my idea to lead up to it. Maybe he'd even make lamps conveniently not work in the Nightmare to force us to interact with h- lol yeah I just wish we got to interact with him more.

For Rom: A way to reveal Mensis Ritual without having to kill her and her babies. Just a split way of acting where if you kill her you get this, if you use roundabout way you get that... I just... I can't describe the feeling from that battle, it felt like bullying a child... even despite the fact that she has like 500 of her own children. But yeah, a FromSoft game that let's you be safe from anguish is not a FromSoft game...

• my OTP

For Micolash: Micoedgar! Edgar fell in LOVE with Micolash and he ruined his mission because he was GAY for him and he WILLINGLY gave Micolash his soul and he protects him because he is SIMP and I'll die on this hill!!!! But no, seriously, I feel like the two have the best potential. I largely characterized Edgar as someone not quite fitting with the Choir's limiting, toothless ways, and his brilliant and inquisitive mind simply found more of a kindred spirit in Micolash; the 'insane' and 'evil' guy that Choir told him to not trust and stop at all cost. And I think Micolash likewise appreciates Edgar; someone both smart (and brave) enough to listen to him and question things like him, but also an individualist enough to doubt him and concur his own thoughts if needed. Edgar refuses to wear a cage, now doesn't he? They are just equal, in the best way possible.

For Rom: I could not choose between Robrietas or Yurom/Julirom. Ever. Like yeah I know Rom has two hands (16 in her ascended form, actually), but balancing a human and a GO is hard... I think my preference will SLIGHTLY skew towards Rombrietas though, since Rom is destined to ascend anyway..

I concluded Ebrietas is a half-human herself (adult version of a celestial larva), so both Rom and Ebby would hit a very strong bond of being 'between' the mortal and the divine. Ebrietas also mourns Rom's petrified real body. I always felt like Ebrietas would much rather have Rom stay safe within the guidance of Stars and Moon, but Rom just.... HAD to go above and beyond, HAD to become a Spider (Amygdalae affiliation), HAD to secretly help Micolash... There is very deep emotion and conflict, and Ebrietas also having the Grinch heart moment; as a 'paleblood' Great One she nonetheless cries red bloody tears, as a sign of her feelings Rom 'sullying' her purity.. but also letting her touch upon her human side for the first time. Her theme and Rosmarinus both have 'why do you cry, fair maiden' bit but Rom altar has candles, so they must know WHY, right? But maybe it is because it was the first time Ebrietas cared about someone being lost to a ritual....

There are just so many layers to the two, I could go on all day....

• my cross over ship

For Micolash: I don't know... I have a suspicion a character from ER might fit, but I'll need to learn more about them before.

For Rom: I once had a weird fever dream where she met Gwynd0lin and they were talking about their experiences, and then Rom (still human-ish enough) had to run away carrying him in her arms when Suly appeared and beckoned Aldr1ch with the bell ggjhkgkyhj It is hard to describe but the emotions of both of them, and the impending horror, felt so real that I now physically can't unsee the two having a good chemistry. I've been imagining them interacting in a crossover a few times by now.

• a headcanon fact

Damn, I did not notice upon first reading the meme that it had this oxymoron, hahaha. Like... so, a headcanon OR a fact? I'll interpret it as 'a headcanon I am firm on' because I don't see any other way x)

For both: The description of the first Brain Fluid you find mentions a man that wanted to become a doctor, and so his sister volunteered to be his patient. I believe that the mentioned siblings HAD to be Micolash and Rom; Research Hall's connection with peeking into the Sea, the fact that eventually Research Hall does become Choir's base, the fact that this description is too random otherwise.....

You pick this Brain Fluid from a female head that is guarded by a guy, sure, but not only he is lower ranking Black Church doctor/hunter (that'd probably not do experiments on ascension, unlike White doctors)... But also, his internal name is 'lover npc'. So yeeee.

I'll give some pointer though: it could also refer to maybe Laurence and Adeline (Laurence does hold Eye Pendant and Healing Church WAS interested in internal eyes through water at its first days). Or maybe Micolash and Adeline? I just think these being Rom and Micolash comnects the things way better, Rom being the zero patient from whom that research started just... just completes things so well, and explains her fate more... That Rom was honored by Kos, when other patients turned to the Stars instead of the Sea or just went mad... argh.

Thank you for the ask, it was fun to reflect on so many things! These two are indeed my favs!

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