I want to draw the Glamrocks and the DCA as PowWow dancers so bad but that would be just… so much detail. So mmmm it’ll have to wait.

But hear me out!

Sun and Moon: hoop dancers (Ojibwe/Anishinaabe)

Roxy: fancy shawl (Lummi)

Chica: Jingle dress (Lakota Sioux)

Monty: men’s fancy (Seminole)

Freddy: lead drummer/singer (Eastern Tsalagi/ Cherokee)

DJMM: Master of Ceremonies (Navajo/Diné)

And their regalia is just in their usual colors.

Hiii hope I'm not sending this at a wrong time 😅

Can we have some headcanons for queen barb marrying reader ?. 👰‍♀️👰‍♀️💐💍

Barb X Wife! S/O

Pairings: Barb X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, mild cursing, THE GAYS ARE GAYING!

A/N: I have never been so happy with this request! I'm literally writing an whole fanfiction instead of headcannons cause THIS! THIS IS TOO IMPORTANT TO BE JUST HEADCANNONS!

Barb X Wife! S/O pt 2

You and Barb had been dating for about 7 years and you were always supportive with each other but you did have an argument when she wanted to unite all trolls you thought you all were going to understand and learn each others different styles of music.

You didn’t think you’d end up watching your girlfriend try to take over the world. You spoke up about it but she was so close to actually collecting all the strings about it and she was gonna quit since she noticed the look of discomfort in your face but continued to do it anyway even though you told her that you felt something would happen even though she knew your gut feelings were always right she waved it off…

Now she stood at the stage watching the strings of the diffrent music tribes Techno, country, rock, funk, and pop fade in her hands as poppy ran to her partner Barb stared at the two before looking towards you wanting you to comfort her but she noticed how you looked away with an look on your face she knew well enough to read.

After the world tour incident she apolgized to everybody and literally had you scold her for so long she started to get into you degrading her which lead to some stuff if you know what I mean 🤭

She had proposed to you right after her concert dedicating songs to you which made you flustered and would take you to the rooftop singing rock songs to you that you loved as soon as she got on an knee you knew what she was gonna do “Barb…” you uttered Barb nodded looking away.

Barb definitely hasn’t been practicing proposing to you for the past 2 years after she realised she wanted to marry you “(Name) Uhm shit I forgot what I was gonna say…Fuck” Barb said looking away as you giggled cupping her face as she cleared her throat “Loving you is a knee jerk reaction. I cant control it and if I could believe me, I would. You walk into a room and my gravitational pull isn’t down. It’s you. Like you’re the Center of my world and I’m constantly falling. Falling, Falling to you and for you and hopefully with you… (Name)” Barb took an sharp inhale as you teared up slightly “If you stay with me, I promise to make you smile everyday with my weird jokes and random kisses. I promise to hold your hand when you need someone to walk with through the storm. I promise to share my food with you, give you good massages and laugh at your horrible stupid jokes that I love so much…” you gasped abit at the end “my jokes are hilarious!” Barb snickered “Sure babe… there are a million reasons why you should stay with me and be my wife… if you’d like to be?” Barb said looking away as you smiled nodding quickly tackling her to the floor and kissing her deeply

You pulled away as she held you close tearing up “Rock on…” You giggled “damn right” You said kissing barbs face as she blushed. Once you tow came back inside you were met by King Thrash and other rock trolls congratulating you two for getting engaged and soon planned together an wedding sitting side by side as you two talked about different things for the weddings.

Currently you two where wondering where exactly it would be hosted “It could be hosted on where we first met?” Barb suggested as you hummed thinking to yourself “Barb we met at volcano rock city plus I wanted to invite our friends from outside of volcano rock city our temperature here is much different were use to it but they might not be” “They have to suck it up I want our wedding it to be fucking rocking!” You giggled cupping barbs face giving her an quick peck on her lips as Barb smiled “god I want to fuck you right now” Barb uttered placing an hand on your waist as you sighed pushing her head away smirking at her “Barb keep it in your pants” “I want you to be in my pants though” Barb groaned.

The wedding ceremony was a perfect mesh of elegance and rock 'n roll theme. The rock 'n roll themed wedding was a perfect mix of elegance and rock 'n roll vibes. The wedding was held inside a vintage like building where King Thrash and Queen Thrash got married at… Barb wanted to be wedded their for her mother and father even if he mother couldn’t see it she wanted her father too.

It decorated with edgy yet classy rock 'n roll accents. The venue was decorated with dramatic black walls, featuring white accents and gold details. The venue was completely transformed into a vibrant and fun rock 'n roll theme, featuring colorful stage lighting, edgy punk rock decorations, and musical elements such as vintage rock instruments and neon lights. The tables were adorned with dramatic black table cloths and edgy black tablescape decorations, making for a perfect venue for rock 'n roll lovers.

An altar had an mix of your favourite flowers and barbs favourite wilted flowers together As Barb stood at the altar gulping sad she fixed her suit slightly as music started to play an rock n roll wedding music. Barbs suit was crafted with a bold punk rock vibe, featuring accent buttons and bold silver spikes on the jacket and black leather pants. The jacket was shaped with a dramatic collar, giving it an edgy yet stylish silhouette, while the pants featured a bold and dramatic drop-crotch style. The pants and jacket were completed with punk rock accessories such as a silver spiked neckband and belt while the shoes were crafted with a bold spiked detail black leather. Barb inhaled sharpley as riff patted barbs shoulder since Barbs bestman was riff.

You stood at the other end staring down the aisle with a nervous look on your face as you wore a wedding dress featured bold yet elegant details combining the dark and mysterious vibes with the elegance of traditional wedding dresses. The dress was beautiful and was crafted with stunning lace and satin fabric, featuring bold accents of black and deep red velvet. The bodice was shaped with a low neckline and dramatic flared sleeves, while the skirt fell in a dramatic and elegant drape, creating a chic and romantic silhouette. The gown also featured dramatic black ribbon accents at the waist, giving the gown a sleek and stylish edge. King thrash was guiding void down the aisle as rock trolls awed at your outfit as satin and chenille high-fived eachother impressed by their work.

Poppy started to tear up and bawled on her seat as branch soothed his partner chuckling. You stood infront of the altar staring at Barb who smiled softly “Your beautiful” you two say in sync before giggling at eachother as the pastor spoke telling the basics as as always before motioning for babe to start with her vows as she gulped and spoke nervously “Well damn it’s just like when I propose to you I’m so nervous… I can’t even believe I’m saying it out loud cause I know I’m gonna be made fun of by my people” Barb said smirking as others laughed in the crowd

You smiled at her as she took out a piece of burnt paper “Don’t ask why it’s burnt… I may have threw an bitch fit” Barb said as you sighed “God damn to Barb” you said giggling as Barb spoke up once more “"In the darkest of times, you are the one who lights up my world. In the most joyous of moments, you are the one who makes it all the more sweet. My days would be bleak and desolate without you, and my world would lose all its meaning. You complete my heart, my soul, my life. Without you by my side, nothing makes sense. I vow to cherish your presence, hold you close to my heart and be there for you through thick and thin. Through every hardship, I promise never to leave your side." Barb said looking up to you before freaking out when seeing you looking up holding back tears “(Name-)” “I can’t cry cause my Massacra was 48 Dollars!” Barb giggled “How do straight people do this without crying?!” You complained as Barb agreed.

You sighed looking down at your own piece of paper with vows on it “Barbra… how do I even start this? Your so fucking chaotic” you started as Barb chuckled with others in the crowd “babe you zealous hard rocker at heart, who loves the members of her Tribe and our music but you also love me… when I first met you… you mostly shielded yourself with a rough exterior but you actually has a softer side that you mostly expresses around the kids in our Tribe but also with me” you whispered cupping Barbs face as Barb smiled softly “I promise to hold your hand when you need someone to walk with through the storm. I promise to share my food with you, give you good massages and laugh at your horrible stupid jokes that I love so much… I will listen when you tell me about how horrible your day was when you come home from work. I promise to you in my arms when you feel like your whole world is crashing down. I’ll make you see that there are a million reasons why you should stay with me… and why you should marry me and you did… Barb I can’t wait to have this new chapter in our lives” the pastor smiled handing you two your rings as you placed them on each others ring finger.

You both were wearing a skull ring with you having a red ruby and Barb having an (Gem of your choice) as hers the pastor soon spoke “You may now kiss the bride!” Barb may or may not have grabbed you by the waist dipping you to the floor and kissing you happily with an large smirk as others cheered while rock n roll trolls screamed doing the rock symbol with you and Barb doing the same while kissing each other happily.

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Chaotic Main 4 as Creatures

Ok so recently I’ve been obsessed with this show called Chaotic which is like a card game come to life and the main characters each have a different tribe they like. And I’ve seen art of what it would look like if they became a creature from their respective tribes and got inspired to try it for myself.

Actually I was inspired to create a fanfic which was inspired by ‘Transcending Perim’ By: ChaoticCommander where Tom, Kaz, Sarah, and Peyton end up having their coded selves dying at the exact moment they were trying to leave, connecting them to their earth selves, and this happens at the exact moment a powerful surge of energy appears from the Cothica which the main 4 we’re trying to see in person and got caught in the blast. This then merged their coded self with their earth self and after being affected by the energy of the Cothica, transformed them into members of their tribe. A side effect is that it wiped the memory of everyone who knew them previously except those in chaotic. However, the creatures they knew beforehand would know something was missing. Felt that someone was missing but couldn’t figure out who. (And I’m debating if it was Klay’s fault their coded selves died). If they know someone really well though or spend a lot of time with them after being transformed, the creature they knew can regain their memories. This would also be really early in the series so they might not know Maxxor and Chaor as well or maybe they do but just don’t have much opportunities to meet and it’s painful for them to see their friends and not have them know who they are. I’m also debating what would happen to their earth selves, if they would just die, be in a coma, or disappear and be forgotten. And so they only have each other to rely on at the moment since they weren’t really close to others in Chaotic (and I believe that while Peyton might be friendly, he only really hangs out with the main 4) and a strange music in the back of their heads which kinda guides them and acts like a sentient entity only they can hear. It’s always there too, no matter what they do but only they can hear it. Because the Cothica saved them for a reason, knowing the M’arillians would invade soon. (None of this will make sense unless you watch the show). So yeah, that was my fanfic idea that I will probably never write but it compelled me to make fanart for it. Or maybe I needed to make fanart and then created an entire story behind it? Not really sure which came first.

This is Sarah AKA Seraphim (they either choose a new name or someone scans them and they see that their names have changed. A blessing from the Cothica.)

Tribe: Danian

This was actually inspired by this amazing art by HosekiDragon on devianart. It’s actually what inspired me to make art of all the main 4 as creatures. I would see art of them and have a basic idea of what they might look like but no matter what I saw, Sarah just never looked right until I saw this one picture and HosekiDragon’s Saraphim was so beautiful that I had to make my own version of it. The name is also what inspired me to make creature names of all the main 4 that include their actual names. The art also inspired Kaz’s design a little with the hair and tail but otherwise, that’s mostly what I imagined him as.

For Sarah, I imagine her as kind of a combination between a spider and a bee. She’s pretty similar in personality in being very headstrong and taking command but also deeply caring for her friends. As a female Danian, and being considered very beautiful, the Danians that see her basically treat her as royalty. (I have a headcannon that Danian parasites only work on males since the only females we see are the queen and princess and apparently, Larrina is an Overworlder, not a Danian.) so the Danains treat her as something almost holy which Sarah would love normally…if it didn’t have the side effect of them attacking Kaz, Tom, and Peyton for getting too close. Which makes Sarah annoyed. (She lost her home, her family (even if they didn’t get along) and she was NOT about to loose her boys too). Wamma is the only exception and even he doesn’t know why he doesn’t treat Sarah as something holy or why he doesn’t see the others as a threat to her. But he does have a strong urge to protect her.

Sarah is capable of flight, spinning this super strong silk from spinnerets in her wrists (which is what the main 4 made their clothes out of. Sarah being the exception because her exoskeleton already acts as both clothing and armor. Which is lucky because when they transformed, that did not include clothing.) and Sarah is very good at making tunnels, climbing or moving quickly in her new form. She is used to a Danian’s body from the dromes so it was pretty easy for her to adjust. It was just uncomfortable at night to find a good sleeping position.

Peyton AKA Peytonic

Tribe: Mipedian

Peyton’s form was both easy and hard. I definitely had the most fun on it though. I saw this fanart once where he was an ankylosaur and I’ve had that in my mind ever since. I just thought it was fitting. But at the same time, I felt his snout could be a bit longer like all Mipedians. So I did that but made it kinda square. I just felt that fit Peyton more. I also adjusted his coloring to be a bit more greenish like his clothes. I did take the robe idea from HosekiDragon’s art though. I thought it was cool. Then I looked for other lizard creatures and found one with the stripes and I was just in love so I added those. He kinda resembles an iguana and I kinda like that look. Or maybe that’s just me who sees it. Overall, I just love how he turned out.

Peyton was probbaly the most affected by the transition to Perim as creatures. Peyton spent most of his time In Perim and Chaotic though because lots of people in the real world thought he was weird. He made friends with the creatures who didn’t mind his weirdness and the players only cared about how well he did in the dromes. This made Peyton a lot more outgoing and friendly. So it hurt that his Mipedian friends have no idea who he was and that the chaotic players don’t seem to care that he hasn’t played in a while. Being in Perim wasn’t the problem, it was being there and not being able to talk to his friends that hurt him. While with the other main 4, he’s still his outgoing and friendly self. Practically loving his new body. But he avoids cities and other creatures because Peyton just can’t bear seeing them and having his friends have no idea who he is.

If they do run into creatures, he kinda closes himself off and lets the others do the talking. If he’s forced to speak, he tries to act like his normal self and pretend nothing’s wrong. Although his smile is strained if it’s someone he knew. He’s fine if it’s a creature he’s never met before.

As for his new form, Peyton is probbaly the most well adjusted to actually living in Perim. He spent most of his time there anyways. And he is loving his invisibility. He is also their expert on anything edible because Peyton, being Peyton, decided that a good use for the beta dromes is to taste everything in every location he’s been to that looks slightly edible. If it’s poisonous, then he can’t die in the dromes anyways. So Peyton tells them what is safe to eat and even knows some cool recipes. He also does some hunting with the others (they try very hard to pretend it’s just like a drome battle. It takes a while before Kaz or Tom can go through with a kill though. Even if they need it and it’s just animals). Peyton also doesn’t struggle to adjusting to his new form. He’s battled as Mipedians, exercised as them, played as them, slept as them. He’s explored every location and everything they could do so he’s right at home.

His abilities consist of normal Mipedian abilities. Strong scales like armor, claws, strong jaws, invisibility. Keen senses. And Peyton is a bit stronger than the normal Mipedian. He’s kinda the muscle in the main 4. He also does not act like a normal Mipedian warrior. Much more laid back and go with the flow. Which works for him in battle, especially with being unexpected. His body is too big and spiky for normal clothes so he just wears a robe. It allows much more maneuverability without getting torn. Peyton also has these extra hard scales down his back. He likes to curl up into a ball and roll into opponents. He finds it fun. His enemies? Not so much.

Kaz AKA Kazmodeus

Tribe: Underworlder

Every version of Kaz I have ever seen has him with orange skin. And I agree, it looks good. But I never liked the combination of orange hair with orange skin. So it never really clicked for me. I was never really attached to his art. Then I saw how HosekiDragon used black hair and I just loved that. But when I saw it trailing down his back, I imagined that it kind of looked like fire so I thought, what if Kaz actually had fire hair? But I didn’t think having just normal fire hair would be very practical so what if, it was normal hair that could become fire? I already imagined Kaz with a tail and wings so with orange skin, he kinda looks like Takinom. (And while that might have interesting consequences if Takinom feels like she knows him but can’t quite remember, I will store that plot bunny deep in the recesses of my mind). I also never really liked Kaz with horns. I get why they were added as usually it’s a reference to looking like Chaor but they just never clicked for me. On the other hand, I was determined to give Kaz his hair streak thingies. And then I had an idea. I gave Kaz a crest on his forehead that resembles the yellow hair streaks. I bet if you just glance over the drawing, you might mistake it as the hair streaks. But this way, it’s not affected by the fire hair. And I just think it looks cool. I made his clothes more practical with having an open back for his wings. And I made them a similar color to his normal clothes. Also, I regret to inform you, I took away his glasses. It took forever to find his actual eye color but yes, it is brown. I just feel like the Cothica would cure Kaz of bad eyesight if it changed his entire body.

Kaz’s form is pretty similar to Takinom so he adjusts pretty fast to having wings (except at night where he faces the same problem as Sarah). He loves flying and definitely makes use of it. Often getting an aerial view of their surroundings. The only thing Kaz struggles with, is his hair. It lights on fire. And that would be fine if it only did so when he wanted it too (which he can do). But it also lights on fire based on his emotions. If he’s angry, excited, scared. Any high emotion and his hair lights up. Which is bad when they are in a place like a forest. Kaz is pretty creative so he’s the one who actually makes their clothes using Sarah’s silk. Or even making traps around their campsites. For a while, they just keep moving since most places belong to the territory of one tribe and as they each look like they are from a different tribe, the others aren’t safe there. They refuse to split up and go to their separate tribes. They don’t want to loose the only normal thing they have left. They don’t want to see friends who will have no idea who they are (if they even let them into the cities. Being unknown creatures). And they definitely don’t want to risk fighting eachother. So they stick together and they keep moving.

Kaz is the designated campfire. If they need to cook meet, or boil water, or even forge something (Peyton took a shop class so when they find metal, he can forge them into tools, belts, clothing, or even armor if they want) they just walk over to Kaz and hold it over his tail. Despite his grumbles, Kaz doesn’t actually mind since he knows this is the safest option and doesn’t leave evidence of a campfire for other creatures to find. Or make smoke. He’s very useful on cold nights. Sometimes he’s also the designated flashlight.

Kaz misses his mom so much. But she’s the only one he actually misses. All his friends are in Perim with him. Everyone at school thinks he’s a freak. And Underworld players aren’t really popular in chaotic. And he isn’t popular with other Underworld players because of his friendship with Tom, Sarah, and Peyton. He does miss H’earring though (eventually H’earring gets his memory back and helps Kaz but the first time they met, it was like getting punched in the gut for Kaz knowing his friend didn’t know who he was and is why the others don’t want to risk meeting their creature friends for fear of the same thing happening.) The music from the Cothica helps sooth his nerves.

Kaz’s abilities consist of flight, fire attacks, being fire proof (he discovered this when he fell in lava and it was like a warm bath. Still scary though), spikes on his tail for harder hits, and being very maneuverable.

Tom AKA Tomahawk

Tribe: Overworlder

Tom’s name was the hardest out of everything. The others were pretty easy. I immediately named Kaz Kazmodeus as a play on a demon’s name. Peytonic was Peyton’s game ID and it just fit. Saraphim was a name on a different art but I loved it so much I had to use it. But Tom….Tom….do you have any idea how few names start with Tom in it? Or at least not the ones I want. I literally looked up every word that has Tom in it and most had it somewhere in the middle (Like Atomic) and while it was surprising to see how many names actually had Tom, every other character started with their name so I need to have one start with Tom. So I read through a…lot of words. (I was very tempted to call him Tomcat but instead, I shall have Kaz call him that to tease him). Eventually found Tomahawk which is basically a small axe or weapon used by Native Americans and I thought that fit perfectly. A weapon is strong, durable, and I just think it fits Tom’s personality. Especially since it’s a native American weapon and fits Tom’s current image.

Before anyone says anything. Yes, this is inspired by the Navi tribe from Avatar. No, I do not regret this decision. I know that everyone always draws Tom as being the same species as Maxxor, with green skin. And while I think that’s cool, I once saw this art of Tom with blue skin and elf like ears and have never been able to see him as anything other than a blue tiger ever since. I blame the fact that Intress is close friends with Maxxor. And the fact that most Overworlders are some type of animal. But Anyways, YES! AVATAR! I saw Tom with blue skin and saw him as a tiger and had to put them together. While there are many similarities between Tom and the Navi, there are some differences too. For example, Tom is covered in a thin layer of fur just like a normal tiger. It’s not just skin. (Kaz thinks he is a very fluffy kitty). His front is kinda pale blue, almost white, both on his chest and face. Kinda like Intress. His ears are like the Navi in which they are more elf like but can swivel around like cat ears. He also has retractable claws on his hands and feet. So while his paws can feel extremely soft without nails, he can call upon them for hunting, climbing, or any other reason. His feet are also more catlike. His tail is also prehensile and can be used to grab things. He often uses it for climbing by holding onto other branches. And yes, he can hang from his tail if he really wanted.

As for his hair. I was inspired by the Navi’s Queue (no idea if I spelled that right). The nerve cord thing on the back of their head. It has two functions. It’s prehensile, and it can channel electricity like an electrical whip. Basically, for Tom, it’s like a second tail. Only, a tail with a mind of it’s own. It grabs onto anything and everything within reach whether Tom wants it to or not. While his body is very similar to Intress, he’s never turned into a creature with a prehensile nerve cord in the back of his head while he was in the dromes. He doesn’t even know of a creature that has one. So while controlling one extra limb is easy as he has had acess to intress’s muscle memory, the nerve chord is a different story. It can grab things and Tom might not notice until he has to pry it out of the cord at the end of the day (or scold Kaz who likes to hold objects in front of the chord knowing it will grab them and then seeing how long before Tom notices) or it will grab objects like tree branches still attached to the trees and Tom will get yanked back when he tries to walk forward. Eventually he realizes that relaxing the limb releases things and once he gets the hang of it, starts being able to climb super fast and can eventually hold on with just the chord and tail while his hands are doing something else. Like drawing a bow and arrow. (But it will be a while before that happens).

The hardest thing about the nerve chord, is the hair. It’s like a horse’s tail (which Kaz mocks is like a literal ponytail.) Tom basically has his normal short hair, and then he has hair growing along the cord. If it remains still, it just looks like a ponytail, but because it’s constantly grabbing stuff whether on accident or even once Tom gets control of it, the hair gets tangled in everything. The problem though is that the hair is insanely tough. If something has to give, the branch/stone it’s attached to or the hair, the object always gives first so Tom always has to physically untangle stuff instead of cutting it out. They tried to cut the hair and it’s like wire. Super soft but unbreakable wire. They managed to cut it once after using some powers and the part that exposed the chord hurt so much. It’s like when you have a cavity exposed to the elements. Basically, the nerve chord is sensitive because of it’s ability to channel electricity. The hair acts as both a conductor to channel the lighting through it (again, like wire) and also protection. It’s soft against the actual nerve chord but acts like a barrier against whatever the nerve chord touches and just the elements in general. It’s basically like armor (if someone were to cut it with a knife, the knife is more likely to break or be damaged. They know, they tried it when they first started trying to cut Tom’s hair). So since they can’t cut it, (both from difficulty and because it is needed protection) Kaz has an idea from an old Disney movie called Tangled and they just braid his hair instead. That way, the hair doesn’t get caught in stuff.

Sarah becomes obsessed with this. She can’t do her own hair because it’s hard to reach with all her armor. Kaz’s hair is too short (even if it wasn’t, all decorations would just burn up when he got excited), and Peyton doesn’t have hair. So she basically uses Tom as a glorified Barbie doll by decorating his hair with all kinds of beads, feathers, and braids. Tom just kinda lets it happens for 2 reasons. One, because it makes her feel better and they need all the stress relief they can get, and Two, because you can’t really say no to Sarah when she makes her mind up about something.

Tom is kinda similar to Kaz when it comes to being in Perim. His parents are hardly ever home but he still cares about them and misses them. On the other hand, all his real friends are right there with him. However, he can’t face Maxxor. He might run into Bodal who doesn’t know him and that would be hard enough. (It would be fun if later, Bodal hates not knowing something so investigates why this creature felt familiar and recovers his memories when Tom wasn’t there). But Tom cannot face Maxxor. However, he does spend time with other Overworld creatures and even creatures of other tribes. So they gain back their memories of Tom back pretty quickly (whether or not he’s there for it is the question). Especially since he doesn’t avoid them like Peyton does his friends. I think Smildon might be next. Anyways, Tom is struggling but he tries to put on a brave face for the others. As for his abilities, he basically can do anything Intress can do. He’s very stealthy, agile, has strong senses (although his sense of smell sometimes backfires on him). And he also is very fast and can use electric attacks. Kinda like a lightning tiger. Many people mistake his braid for hair and get a nasty shock if they try to grab it or have Tom’s hands pinned and think that’s the end. He is incredibly good at battles. He was one of the best chaotic players and Intress was someone he played almost as much as Maxxor. Tangeth Toborn too and he was also very catlike. So Tom could take on multiple opponents at once and still win (like he did against Codemaster Hotek).

Eventually, Tom learns two new skills. One is archery which he might have dabbled in before or one of the other main four did, or he finds a new teacher (I don’t know but I really like the idea of Tom with a bow). And the second is that he learns how to be a caretaker. The main 4 might stay with Garv for a bit (either before or after they help Smildon at Prexor Chasm) and Tom and Peyton take an interest in how Garv does stuff. With the Cothica’s music guiding them on what plant or ingredients to use for different potions, Garv thinks they are naturals. This leads to them being very valuable later when the M’arillians attack as they are able to undo the pollution to the various Locations around Perim. (And I headcannon that the reason they were polluted is that the M’arillians brainwashed the caretakers with their mind control). I’m also making it so that the main 4 are immune to the M’arillian’s mind control. Every time the M’arillians try, the Cothica’s music starts screaming which basically drowns everything out.

whoooo kinda a random upload BUT! I had alot of fun with these fellas. Most of these were just for fun and me trying to push the WoF tribe looks. I wanted them to still look like thier canon designs but have a special flare. I even made some tribes related to each other and had a whole tree connecting them all but it looked shitty so i removed it.

anyway these are my headcannons. you can take inspiration but PLEASE don't argue about how this isn't cannon or like how you actually created this headcannon please. I get we are very passionate about our dragons but I'm not having another Phoboid and feathered skywing situation. seriously

also i apologise if i get anything wrong about 3rd arc I havn't read it nor plan to lol. It's also been ages since I read these books. Also these are sketchy because if I made these fully rendered I would have died holy shit lol.  ---

Related Families of Dragon

Aquatic Ancestory Tree - Beetlewings, Seawings and Mudwings Aquatic ancestors of these three tribes were monsterous in size. Thier muscle and power helped them have a terrible hold of the sea. Most of these aquatic dragons did not yearn for land nor did they yearn for peace. Aquatic ancestors were very violent dragons and their violent and stubborn nature would be their downfall. When the dragons began to become hunted down few decided to change thier path. Some went on land on a dry continent (Beetlewings) some went into the deep swamps and bogs (Mudwings) and those who managed to survive the genocide became the Seawings.

Tropical Ancestory Tree - Rainwings, Skywings, Leafwings and Sandwings Tropical ancestors were covered in feathers and serpentine in nature. Their venom and feathers were the pride of thier tribe, often displaying their feathers in the humid jungle. Tropical dragons did not yearn to fight instead party thier lives away. Altho became victims to the terrible and unpredictable weather. Some chose to go deeper into the jungle (Rainwings) some flew to the mountains (Skywings) other to the hot desert (Sandwings) and those who despised the island the most flew to a new place where they could start anew (Leafwings).

Tempered Ancestory Tree - Sandwings, Nightwings and Icewings Tempered ancestors were as violent as the aquatic tribe. Altho they lacked size they had terrible mystical powers and claws that could gouge any beast. Their self reightousnessmade them choose the fate of the other tribes. They used thier mystical power to attack the Tropical Dragons while they killed as many Aquatic Dragons as they could. They could not be reasoned with. But their terrible power came to a close as their home was destroyed my a meoteor. No dragon could fortell these terrible events. Some stayed in the terrible desert and made alliance with some of the tropical wings (Sandwings) other flew to the bitter cold and barely survived (Icewings) and some flew in the complete opposite direction landing in thick green forest (Nightwings).

Beetlewing Ancestory Tree - Silkwings, Clearsight and  Hivewings I honestly hate Clearsight tbh if it were to me Clearsight didn't even breed out Beetlewings. Instead those who didn't like her left and created a small hidden colony and starting repopulating again but struggle bc of how small it is. Silkwings and Hivewings do have Nightwing ancestory but it's so small that it's kinda nonexistant. More so the breeding between both Beetlewings and the Nightwing/Beetwing hybrids created the Silk and Hive fellas. I also havn't read arc 3 so if this seems stupid or something sorry but I have no interest in reading the 3rd arc.

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WoF Tribe Headcannons/Changes

Beetlewings     - Not exstinct     - Specifically looks like Rhino and Hercules Beetles     - Quite large comparing to the other tribes, altho smaller than Mudwings     - Compound eyes + Beetle wings with wing covers     - Their horns can gouge dragons quite easily      - Abilities: Stink pheromone, silk and sense vibrations.     - Medium fellas

Silkwings     - Thier fluffy now bc moths and butterflies are slightly fuzzy     - Their scales now look more bug like bc whoo bug      - Atenae is changed + ears looks like butterfly wings     - Have two pair of moth/butterfly wings     - Compound eyes     - No teeth but instead the proboscis     - Abilities: Can create silk, flamesilk, and sense vibrations     - Smol fellas Hivewings     - NOT INBREED NOT INBREED OKAY NOT INBREED GOD     - Scales again look more like thier bug counterpart bc i love bugs so much     - Added atenae + mandibles     - A smigein taller than Silkwings     - Only have spikes on their neck      - Compound eyes     - NERFED LMAO. Abilities: Paralysing poison (paralyzes a dragon unless they have allergic reaction when then will kill them), Stink pheromone and sense vibration.     - Smol fellas aswell

Icewings     - Horns are based off of reindeer/caraboo     - Still spikey as every     - Added a membrane that mimics the shake of snowflakes and spikes      - 3 rowns of spikes on neck, one on back and 2 on the tail     - Tail looks like a super spikey snowflake     - Abilities: Icebreathe, Icescales (essentially firescales but ice) and Nightvision     - I made em smol because animals in colder enviorments usually are smaller in size. It was also funny imo

Nightwings     - Instead of spikes now they have hair like sandwings, just a bit shorter     - Bat nose cause cute!     - Honestly I didn't go all out with these guys because I kinda find Nightwings boring (lmao sorry Nightwing stans)     - Stars on the edge of their wings cause cute     - Abilities: Firebreath, Mindreading, Seer abilities and Nightvision     - Medium sized fellas

Sandwings     - Frill is more hairlike because I honestly hate how stiff the frills look in cannon sorry     - Simplified the scales because wow Sandwings are hard to draw     - Python pits!! Remnants of thier tropical ancestors     - Also frills show on the neck aswell     - Dark eyes to help with harsh sun.     - Can come in different types like sunbleached, goldenscales and scortched (pale whites to golds and yellows to browns and blacks).     - Abilities: Firebreath, Sensitive Smelling and Nightvision     - Medium sized fellas

Leafwings     - Leafbug inspirations but not as much as the others.     - Leafshaped nose horn + leaf like webbing on the neck.      - Simplified thier scales because imo it was really ugly all layed n stuff.     - Goat eyes whoooo     - Abilities: Leafspeak, photosynthesis and leaf mimicking.     - Smol fellas but slightly bigger than Silkwings + Hivewings

Rainwings     - FEATHERED RAINWINGS YOU HEAR ME??? FEATHERED RAINWINGS AND ANYONE CAN MAKE EM GO FOR IT WHOOOO      - Python pits     - Feathered frill, and frill expanding from on ears, behind the ears and on the neck. (can expand when upset/scared)     - Smaller scales and looks more smooth (kinda like scaleless snakes but not?? idk)     - Werid froggie eyes     - Spikes from head to tail     - Abilities: Vensom spit (spits them like a cobra, fangs fling out) Chamoflage, Color Change and Sensitive Smelling.     - The smollest of the tribes!! SO SMOL

Skywings     - YES THIER ALSO FEATHERED I KNOW SO ORGININAL WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW     - Different types including Tropical, Songbird, Birds of prety, Aquatic, Giants and Misc.     - Featheres behind the head and on the neck     - More color range, not just orange and red, ALL OF EM BABY!!     - Spikes behind the head of feathers, goes down to the tail     - Feathed tail and slight feathered wings (kinda like a gryphon)     - Abilities: Firebreathe, Firescales, Keen Sight and Sensitive Smelling.     - Medium sized dudes

Seawing     - Comes in 4 types Freshwater, Tropical, Predators and Deep Sea     - (The one here is tropical specifically lionfish traits)     - Not any other major traits tbh     - Abilities: Underwater Breath, Nightvision and Destructive Tail.     - Smol guys who just vibe

Mudwings     - Two types, landbased and aquatic based     - This fella is aquatic based (essentially fins like freshwater fish and barbels but it varries)     - Huge tusks to gouge their enemies + prey     - Large cow or ram horns and cow like ears      - Goat eyes whoooo     - Big ol nose for sniffing     - Abilities: Firebreath, Bloodscales/Fireproofscales, Imencse Strength and Sensitive Smelling.     - Largest Tribe whooo big ol babies. ---

whooo yeah that's really it. thinking next to do some headcannon redesigns of the characters because I think they deserve it.

Also I challenge others to do this fun little artistic exorcise! I apologize if you guys don't want @. Also don't feel like your forced to do it just a fun little thing I think people should try. And if you wanna try it and your not tagged go for it!! Even tag me to show me your finished redesigns

★ Not for Other's Use ★ ★ Feel Free to Take Inspiration★ DA: https://deviantart.com/glitterbonez FA: https://furaffinity.net/user/glitterbonez/… Commissions (CLOSED): https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Hzs23XXIApzOsxdnZ9lAJy3SrRLkb7Teeu0n3OqJUeI/edit?usp=sharing… TOS: http://docs.google.com/document/d/1Zq…

witch hat atelier ponies! here come the magic dads and their adopted children. all of them have trauma! (i know we didnt get that tetia backstory yet but have you seen this series? id be more surprised if there wasnt a sad backstory hiding in that voluminous pink hair)

since im pretty happy with this one, have a wall of text about cutie mark reasoning, some headcannons and other random ramblings below

- first off, the doodles on the left show how witches of each pony tribe draw the seals; earth ponies have retractable ink wands, pegasi use wingtip wands. unicorns pose a bit of a problem here given theyre already magic horses, so WHA unicorns can only perform the most basic magic there is in mlp canon ie object levitation. we will conveniently ignore the question of how they hide their seal drawing when theyre not really wearing any clothes. the ratio of each tribe in witch population is 60:30:10 unicorns:pegasi:earth ponies. due to this unicorns are generally viewed as best witches (where classical unicorns are held above regular ones); then pegasi, then earth ponies, however, this is more a matter of stereotypes than inherent biology traits.

- im gonna go character by character, left to right, note some titbits if i have any about them, and add in my reasoning behind each cutie mark. i am sticking to only one set of character names, if you read a different translated version and are used to another way a name is written.... look agott alone has like a dozen of them, im not writing them all out okay? okay good lets go

olruggio: him and his disaster husband have complimenting designs; i opted to go for that fire and water duality with them, rather than just black and white. so olly has dark red coat against qifrey´s light blue. admittedly, making him a pegasus wasnt all that deliberate decision, he would probably make a good unicorn just fine, but i figured making them all unicorns is predictable and boring, so why not have some fun? he can have some flying, as a treat (we will omit sylph shoes existing in case of this crossover). his cutie mark is a contraption tool inside a flame; both pretty obvious choices, he is an inventor and the one character with an entire monologue about a fire.

qifrey: correct me if im wrong, but i think qifrey is juuuuust a tiny bit taller than olruggio in the manga, so the drawing reflects it. his cutie mark is a water drop creating ripples in the water surface; the water aspect in him is clear. his decision to take coco in is what jump starts all the events that unfold, and his relentless pursuit of brimcaps show he is not someone to, pardon the awkward pun, let the waters stay calm.

- agott: ah. she. my favorite, best character right here, prepare for me going off. unlike everyone else, agott´s ears are perpetually folded (she is one serious and a little bit grumpy child after all), but that doesnt necessarily mean she always feels grumpy or sad. she just prefers using words to emoting, which is entirely fair. i hear all zero of you asking, why isnt she a unicorn? surely the arklaums would all be fancy unicorns (yes, really, i think akrome is the most spread around version of her surname, but like i said im sticking to the translated version i prefer because like, again theres at least five different ways this surname is translated), given theyre one of the original houses, shouldering that legacy. reason is twofold: one, being born an earth pony, the one with a runaway gene (here´s where i point to the cake twins as canon mlp example), enhances her status as the family outcast; gives one more reason for her desperation to prove herself to her family. two, it gives her another connection to coco, something she despises at first but then accepts and even cherishes later as she gets to know coco. and because angst is the fuel that keeps me afloat, here´s a fun twist: do yall remember chapter 23, where iguin starts tattooing a forbidden spell on agott´s lower arm but doesnt finish it? i remember. now,  kamome shirahama the series´creator doesnt, as far as ive noticed at least, keep this unfinished spell on agott´s arm (granted its like, just one long line canonically so maybe i just missed it), but to me its way too intriguing of a concept. so pony agott has an incomplete seal on her hoof where you can tell its a seal, and boi does it cause problems to both agott´s psyche and bring unwanted outside attention (you bet there was at least one confrontation with knights moralis over this). she generally hides it under a bracer if theyre away from the atelier. now, her cutie mark is the one im most proud of; a book and a purple bird (specifically a phoenix) in front. the book symbolizes both her personal goal to become a librarian in the tower of tomes, and her main strength as a witch, that is technique derived from studying and hard work. the phoenix symbolizes a cycle of change, of rebirth. she was rejected from house arklaum only to find herself in qifrey´s atelier; a second chance to prove herself. the endless cycle of changes in her life, and she does her best to keep rolling with them. and in her own words, she always strives to become someone better, never content to be as she is now.

coco: as mentioned, coco is an earth pony, an obvious choice for the regular-person-thrusted-into-magical-world characters. she is actually really stoked about agott being an earth pony as well, since agott being so skilled with magic gives coco hope she will be great in her own way one day. brushbuddy enjoys being carried by coco, ponies are fluffy. her cutie mark is a wand, but the tip is a painting stone; a link between her old-new calling of magic finally given a chance, and her past as daughter of a seamstress and her ability to draw perfect straight lines. longing, working towards a future where she can both keep her magic and return her mom from petrification.

richeh: now, like qifrey, i made richeh a unicorn, but unlike qifrey, she is a classical unicorn; that means sligtly tilted ears, longer and curvier horn, and a leonine tail. her trademark deadpan stare is of course included. her cutie mark is an ink wand changing into one of her crystal ribbons, a symbol of her originality and the way she wants to keep her spells her own.

tetia: she has a habit of pronking instead of walking, fitting given she´s the most pinkie pie-esque character in WHA. and also im still terrible at drawing pegasi in flight, but we dont have to talk about that part. her cutiemark is rather simple, a cloud and a rainbow. rainbow for her general disposition and her focus on gratitude, and the cloud for her proficiency/interest in cloud magic.

thats about it! i talked way too much about this, i´ll probably end up drawing some more stuff for WHA.

[1] Hi! I hope you don't mind, but can I ask a sorta uncomfortable question? I wanna ship cloqwork because I like their character dynamic, but at the same time I get uncomfortable because when Qrow enrolled at Beacon (at "the right age," as specified by Raven) he would've been 17 - legally not an adult. Ozpin would've had a disproportionate amount of power over him, both as a legal adult and as his teacher.

Hi, Anon!

I apologize in advance that this response is probably going to be all over the place. I’ve got a lot of thoughts about this and very little ability right now to put them into a cohesive order. So we’re just chucking it all out lol.

First, there’s absolutely no need to apologize for being on anon. That’s what it’s there for! I think tumblr has developed a view of the anonymous option that, on the whole, isn’t particularly useful. In our efforts to call out those who are sending flames/hate under the comfort of anonymity (which you obviously are not), there’s no need for anyone to “prove” themselves by going off of it. You’re using anon because you (justifiably) fear how the fandom might react to these questions. I often use anon because I abandoned my “main” account years ago and dislike sending messages from it. There’s a huge range of reasons why someone might want to be on anon and ultimately it doesn’t matter why we use the tool that’s been provided to us. It’s there, so never feel bad about going anon for any reason :)

Onto the ozqrow! Or yes, onto the cloqwork. I learned “ozqrow” first so it’s pretty embedded in my head, but I agree that “cloqwork” is the more sophisticated of the two ;) Anyway, yes. There are potentially ways that we can view the relationship as unhealthy… with the key word there being potentially. AKA, as headcanons. No, Qrow wouldn’t have been an adult when he entered Beacon, but who’s to say a relationship began then? Some fans might like to imagine that despite the real world issues attached. Others—like you and me—would not. The important thing is that we both have the space to achieve whatever interpretation of the relationship we please. Far as I can tell, Qrow is 37 at the youngest. Four years at Beacon (17-20), 15 years after Summer’s death (35), and then roughly 2 years of in-canon present time (37). Realistically, he’s probably older than that. Based on the relationship dynamics it seems that Tai didn’t date Summer until he broke up with Raven and given Yang’s age compared to Ruby’s, that adds two years. So Qrow is probably around 39. Even that’s assuming that Raven had Yang right after Beacon. If she didn’t we could push the timeline another year or two, putting Qrow in his early 40’s. I lay all this out to demonstrate that… that’s a lot of time. How old “should” Qrow be before he enters a relationship with someone? Obviously that answer differs from individual to individual, but let’s say for the sake of argument that he should be at least 25. That puts him 5 years out of Beacon, potentially older than when Raven had Yang, and roughly 6 years older than most of our main ships right now (Blake/Yang, Jaune/Pyrrha, Ren/Nora etc.) where fans argue very strongly that at 19 they’re already adults and are able to make informed decisions, be it about relationships or world-shattering secrets. So we’re already holding Qrow to stricter standards than other characters and that still leaves roughly 15 years for him and Ozpin to start something, all of which is time that takes place outside of the Teacher/Student dynamic. It’s a choice to prioritize “But he was his headmaster for 4 years” over “But they were equals for 2 decades.”

Now granted, there’s more to this relationship than just Qrow’s own age. I’ve also seen people bring up the age gap and, more recently, Ozpin’s “manipulation” of Qrow. In regards to the former, we simply have to acknowledge that Ozpin is screwed in that regard. Everyone is younger than him. Almost the entire cast. At some point nearly everyone we meet will have, at some point, been a child while Ozpin is an adult simply by virtue of Ozpin being a reincarnating wizard who has already lived at least a thousand years. The only exceptions to this are Salem, the Gods, or Jinn, all of which are more “problematic” partners to my mind. Which again, isn’t to say no one can ship them together, just that it seems ridiculous to me that—if we’re really going to “justify” an in-canon relationship—we’d prioritize “Salem and Ozpin are the same age that’s so much healthier!” over “Salem abused Ozpin, killed their kids, and has hunted him for years on end. That’s... kind of not great!” It’s a matter of what parts of each relationship we choose to emphasize. And ozqrow is far from the only ship to grapple with this. In the witcher fandom I adore both Geralt/Jaskier and Geralt/Regis. Both of those ships have “issues” in regards to age. Is Jaskier not allowed to be with Geralt because he’s in his 30s and Geralt is in his 80s? Is Geralt not allowed to be with Regis because he’s in his 80s and Regis is in his 400s? When we talk about fantasy series we’re talking about species/races/abilities that are, obviously, fantastic. They don’t exist. Which means that real world concerns can’t perfectly map onto these scenarios. The question is not “Is a 1,000 year age gap problematic?” but rather “Are these both consenting adults who are in a position to make their own informed, romantic decisions?” To which we answer for ozqrow: yes. Unless we specifically imagine that the relationship began when Qrow was just a student but again, that’s purely headcanon. Emphasizing that non-canonical imagining of how a relationship might have started over the canonical years of working together as equal peers makes no more sense than going, “Yeah but there was a time when Regis was an adult and Geralt was just a kid, so if they’d met then it would have been super unhealthy so you shouldn’t ship them :/” They didn’t meet when Geralt was a kid. In the same way, Ozpin and Qrow didn’t start a relationship when Qrow was a kid for the simple reason that they have no canonical romance at all. That puts the power entirely in the viewers’ hands to imagine when/how such a relationship occurs. 

Which leaves us with second issue mentioned: power dynamics and Ozpin’s “manipulation.” Take everything said above and apply it to this point too. That power dynamic only exists if we imagine a relationship while they’re headmaster and student. Which you can! Plenty of people want to write/read about such “problematic” stuff. That’s partly what fandom is for. But again, if that’s not your cup of tea there’s no reason to prioritize those 4 years over the 20 years we get later. I have heard some people say that the relationship is indefinitely imbalanced because of Ozpin’s age/power/leadership/whatever but… that simply makes no sense to me. Or rather, it seems hypocritical. Does that mean it’s “problematic” for Weiss to be with Ruby? After all, Ruby is the leader of their team and calls all the shots. What if Weiss feels like she can’t say no to her?? It’s terribly unhealthy. Does that mean Weiss can’t be with Blake? She was racist, after all, and comes from such a place of privilege. I’m not sure Blake is educated enough to hold her own with Weiss. Does this mean Blake can’t be with Yang? Blake comes from a very rich and powerful family whereas Yang is just a country girl… what if Blake uses that power against her somehow? Does that mean that Nora can’t be with Ruby? Or again, Weiss with Ruby? I mean, Nora is homeless and Weiss has been cut off from the Schnee line, so they might stay in a relationship purely out of fear of being abandoned--super unhealthy. These are all revised versions of things I’ve heard applied to ozqrow: Qrow shouldn’t be with Ozpin because Ozpin is his leader (Ruby/Weiss), because Qrow grew up in an “uneducated” tribe whereas Ozpin is clearly so sophisticated (Blake/Weiss), because Ozpin has power and connections that Qrow could never match (Blake/Yang), because Ozpin is tied to the life Qrow has built and breaking up supposedly threatens that. Which means he can’t ever break up. Which means Qrow is trapped. Which means it’s unhealthy (Nora/Ruby or Ruby/Weiss). They’re all warped, assumption based arguments that are only taken seriously when they’re applied to a ship that people are already inclined to dislike. The takeaway is that every relationship has power dynamics and every relationship has the potential to be “problematic.” Literally everyone. Give me any two people and I can spin some yarn about how one holds too much power over the other for the relationship to be healthy. Which isn’t to say that real power dynamics don’t exist that should be avoided (like a teacher/student relationship as you point out), only that fans are inclined to extend that past the point of logic in an effort demonize ships they don’t like. Someone having trauma in their past (which, again, is everyone at this point in the series) is not the same “power dynamic” as an adult grooming a child (which, again again, Ozpin didn’t do). So when we’re left with the acknowledgement that any relationship has the potential to be unhealthy, we have to ask… is it? And the answer is no. As you say, “We all know that canonically Ozpin ISN’T that kind of person.” That’s what trumps every headcanon and negative assumption. I could headcanon/assume that a Weiss/Blake relationship would be horrific because Weiss would be a racist ass to Blake and Blake would only stay with her because she’s determined not to “run away” from something again… but we don’t see evidence for that on screen and it literally never happens. In the same way, some fans like to headcannon/assume that a Qrow/Ozpin relationship would be horrific because Ozpin would use his power over Qrow in various ways… but we don’t see evidence for that on screen and it literally doesn’t happen. 

If anything, post-Volume 6 I’d say there’s more of a potential problem with Qrow being with Ozpin. Meaning yes, as you point out Qrow has a lot of stuff in his past that makes him potentially vulnerable—toxic family environment, drinking problem, etc.—but we learn irrevocably in Volume 6 that so does Ozpin. He was manipulated by the Gods into accepting this “impossible” task. He was in an abusive relationship with Salem and, quite literally, didn’t survive it. He’s lived a thousand years of unimaginable trauma. He arguably was also an alcoholic at one point given the drinking we saw in Jinn’s flashback. He’s been betrayed time and time again by his allies… of which Qrow is a part. Arguably Ozpin has even more vulnerabilities than Qrow but both characters are in a position to hurt one another with those vulnerabilities: Ozpin could play on Qrow’s desire for family and Qrow could play on Ozpin’s need for support. That “could” is, again, important because it’s mostly headcanon speculation that chooses to see the relationship as inevitably negative… with the exception that canonically Qrow is the only one who we see using these vulnerabilities against Ozpin. The fandom likes to assume that Ozpin “manipulated” Qrow all these years but we simply never see that happening. In true RWBY fashion, RT gave Qrow a very damning sounding line—I gave up my life for you—and then let the fandom assume really negative connotations. In reality though what that line translated to was, “You trusted me despite the fact that I entered your school to learn how to kill you and your allies, then taught me how to be a better person and gave me a purpose in life: to help others, even if I’ve now learned I can’t fix it all in one lifetime.” Like yeah, what kind of horrible “manipulation”?? Ozpin’s supposed power over Qrow has only helped and benefited Qrow, despite how Volume 6 tried to paint that relationship as suddenly negative. What is said doesn’t align with what we’ve seen. In contrast, we do see Qrow using Ozpin’s vulnerabilities against him. He does betray him. He does punch him into a tree. He does help perpetuate those same lies to Ironwood. He does absolve Ruby without offering the same to Ozpin. He does then plant the seed—with absolutely no evidence—that he had a hand in Summer’s death. To be frank, Qrow has treated Ozpin like shit lately and it’s one of the (many) reasons why I hate Volume 6 and 7. Ozpin is coded as the perpetrator, but we never see him taking advantage of Qrow. Meanwhile, Qrow is coded as the victim, but we do see him taking advantage of Ozpin’s vulnerability. One character has helped the other flourish, the other has abandoned him in his greatest time of need. Right now I’d argue that the in-canon ship potential is “problematic” due to Qrow… but that doesn’t mean any of that has to impact fandom shipping. For me personally, I prefer to keep to Volume 1-5 material or AUs up until Qrow (hopefully) apologizes for his actions. Then I might feel inclined to write canon-based ozqrow content for Volume 8, or whenever we re-establish that respect (with AU elements involving giving Ozpin his own body. The Oscar situation is a whole other thing I’m not going to delve into here. Suffice to say, I’m considering Qrow and Ozpin as separate people right now). But even if they never make up, even if Qrow, or Ozpin, or both of them end up being completely toxic for one another, that doesn’t stop anyone from imagining something better for them in fandom. Fandom is transformative for a reason.

All of which isn’t to say that people have to like the ship (obviously) only that in the same vein it means that no one has to justify liking the ship either. Again, for me personally, I usually need some in-canon, healthy dynamic to work with in order to enjoy a ship. It’s why I love ozqrow because we did see that for 5 volumes and may indeed see it again. In contrast, it’s why I don’t love pairings like Yen/Geralt or Bakugo/Izuku because I don’t feel like I have a healthy foundation to work from and, for me, a healthy foundation is usually necessary (with some exceptions like my childhood love of Erik/Christine). But all those are preferences. They don’t—and shouldn’t—dictate anyone else’s enjoyment. Which is the problem when people don’t just assume that ozqrow is inherently unhealthy (which I hope I’ve somewhat helped to disprove here) but likewise assume that that’s necessary for anyone else to ship them. For you that potential coding of teacher/student and power dynamics might outweigh otherwise liking their dynamic and that’s fine! That’s a preference! But a preference doesn’t give anyone the right to throw shade at others for enjoying something different. 

Which finally brings me back to the hypocrisy in all this. Ozqrow (and Blake/Yang) are the only ships I’ve come across in this fandom where the fans have to continually “prove” why their ships are valid. Not as potentially canonical relationships, but just as fandom-based ships. Just as fictional preferences we enjoy as a hobby. It says something about the fandom’s bias that we can watch Ilia, on screen, be one of the bad guys, kidnap Blake, try to murder her parents, try to ship her off to her abuser… and despite all this the fandom went, “Oh yeah. I could see them together.” But Ozpin and Qrow, who have supported one another for the vast majority of the series, suddenly need to provide receipts for how healthy their relationship is and if you don’t do a good enough job proving that, it’s cancelled. That’s messed up. None of these ships are “bad.” Ilia/Blake shippers should go wild with that potential! It’s just an issue of comparison and applying different, rigged standards to certain ships. This is a fandom where people ship the heroes with the likes of Cinder, Roman, Raven, Ilia, Salem, Tyrian… tons of killers and would-be killers, characters who have done objectively horrifying things. But it’s when two loving adult men might get together that it’s suddenly too “problematic”? That says more about that bias than it does the ship. For you, anon, if I’ve failed to alleviate those concerns and that coding means ozqrow isn’t really your thing? Great! You can drop the ship, involve yourself only in AUs, or anything in between. That’s how fandom should work. The problem lies not in asking polite questions about how we might interpret a relationship in canon (which as said in the original reblog I greatly enjoy doing!) but rather in some fans’ tendency to demand a moral standard from a ship that none other is held to and then when fans inevitably fail to meet that standard, they’re criticized for daring to like the ship in the first place. Ultimately whether you end up shipping/liking ozqrow is up to you—which is precisely where the power should be. In your hands, not the hands of someone on tumblr trying to make others feel guilty. 

My Cats headcannons that nobody asked for

Any content is good content, in my opinion. Please enjoy and remember everyone has different ideas and opinions!

General

Most of the Jellicle are outdoor cats, and have human homes. However, they all spend a lot of time in the junkyard, and some even choose to also have dens there. 

Victoria

She is Mistoffelees’ sister, and is mute/partially deaf.

She is not magical like her brother, or psychic like Coricopat and Tantomile, but she and Misto have always been able to understand each other, even without speaking.

She gave Quaxo the nickname Mistoffelees. (More on that below)

Her mate is Plato.

Both she and Misto were not born directly into the tribe, but they are still Jellicles. Bustopher brought them to the tribe after their mother died, because he even though he loves them, he could not care for them himself.

Grizabella

Grizabella’s kits are Demeter and Bomba.

The reason she was exiled was because when Macavity attacked the junkyard, several years before the present time, he also attacked her and her kits. Grizabella only defended herself and allowed him to take Demeter, who wasn’t an adult yet or necessarily capable of fighting for herself. 

She left with her head held high, thinking she’d be just as successful anywhere else.

Spoiler alert, she wasn’t.

Old D

Munkustrap, Macavity, and Tugger are all his sons.

If Jellicles have up to nine lives, or can only be reborn 8 times, then this is his last life. He knows this, and has only told his sons. Macavity can use this information to his advantage, to possibly attack Old D and finish him off or ambush when Munk is supposed to take over, to take over for himself. This worries his Munk and Tugger, but Old D has faith that Macavity wouldn’t do that to even his own father.

His brother his Gus (after seeing the national tour, nobody can fight me on this).

Macavity

Was exiled after developing his magic in secret and using it to wreck havoc. He burned a good portion of the junkyard and the field behind it, let large, dangerous rats sneak into the junkyard, and tried to fight other Jellicles for no good reason. Old D could not reason with Macavity, and had to banish him for the safety of the tribe.

Stole Demeter when she was still a young kitten, only a few months away from being considered an adult. Initially she was going to be held for ransom, or some sort of trade, but he took special interest in her.

Can change his appearance from dusty ginger tabby to black with dark ginger tufts, similar to how Misto can go from black with white markings to almost fully black. (Basically think 1998 costume compared to the 2016 costume).

Munkustrap

Secretly, Munk is jealous of Tugger’s life. Tugger just gets to strut around and be lazy, whilst he is always working. He is almost envious of all the attention Tugger gets for doing nothing.

Watches over any new Jellicles for the first few months after they join the tribe, and all but officially adopts any new kits that join. Usually an older queen will take care of any new kittens not born into the tribe, but Munk is always around, making sure they’re okay.

The oldest in his litter.

Hates fighting Macavity, because they are brothers, but will do anything to protect his tribe.

Though he’s always exasperated with Tugger’s bullshit, he would kill for his younger brother.

Demeter is his mate, and Jemima is their daughter.

Rum Tum Tugger

Secretly jealous of Munkustrap’s life, because Munk is well respected and strong, while Tugger only has his looks and his ego.

BICON

“Rum Tum Tugger doesn’t care for a cuddle” my ass. He will never admit it, but he adores physical attention of any sort. The only people who know this are his humans, Misto, Old D, Bomba, and Munk. Tugger is unaware that Munk knows this, and Munk will never tell him (to protect Tugger’s ego, of course).

His best friends are Bomba and Misto (who is also his mate).

Tugger’s humans love rock and roll, and hearing rock music around his house and seeing pictures of rockstars inspired his whole act.

Was originally the runt of his litter. He always was (and always will be) very curious, but when he was a kit he was weak and small. He grew up to be a lot bigger, but isn’t as strong as many believe he is. He can hold his own in a fight, due to his size and muscle, but he’s not a trained fighter, and isn’t very agile.

Very insecure about this, and much of his arrogance/ego comes from faking it for so long that it just became a part of him. He loves attention, but worries that he isn’t enough and that people only love him for his outward rockstar persona.

Don’t get me wrong, he can still sometimes be a conceited bitch. But he isn’t shallow.

Quaxo/Mistoffelees

His sister is Victoria, and they seem to have some sort of telepathic way of communicating with each other.

His given name was Quaxo, but one day, he started referring to himself as Mistoffelees. When asked why, he would just say Victoria gave him the magical nickname. No one understands really why or how, but they don’t question it.

Before his number in during the ball, everyone assumed his powers were simple, just tricks of light or occasional levitation. Only Victoria, Old D, and Tugger knew his full capabilities beforehand.

Speaking of Tugger, he and Tugger used to hate each other. Tugger thought he was stuck up and cold, and he thought Tugger was arrogant and stupid. However, one day, Tugger was bothering Misto out of boredom. Wanting to go practice his magic, Misto told Tugger to leave him alone and not to follow him. Tugger obviously followed him (because no one tells him what he can’t do!) and saw Mistoffelees’ true magical capabilities. Tugger was fascinated and quickly took interest in the magic cat. Their friendship grew from there; Tugger realized that Misto was actually pretty badass and understanding, and Misto realized Tugger could be sweet and thoughtful. They later became mates, which, at that point, wasn’t a surprise to anyone. They practically spent all of their time together. Both cats put on a persona on the outside (Tugger being cocky, Misto being aloof), but they support and understand each other when in each other’s company, alone.

Tugger and Misto live in the same human home. Tugger invited Misto to live in with his humans, because Misto was kicked out of his old home due to his owners blaming him for things going missing, things breaking, and things moving as a result of his magic. He loves living with Tugger, but he misses he sister dearly.

Misto is secretly terrified of his powers, and the possibility of losing control over them. He fears Macavity almost as much as Demeter, because he knows Macavity could target him due to having similar magic to the mystery cat. He also fears his magic becoming deadly and accidentally hurting people.

Bombalurina

Most queens, including the younger ones, love Tugger and are fine with fawning over him, but would never see him as being a suitable mate. All except Bombalurina.

She’s initially jealous of Mistoffelees when he first becomes Tugger’s mate, since she had been Tugger’s friend longer and has had several short flings with him.

Eventually she gets over it, and remains close friends with both of them

Fiercely protective of her sister, they even have dens next to each other, just in case Macavity comes back again one night and they need to protect each other

Skimbleshanks/Jennyanydot

If Munk watches over every new kitten that isn’t born into the tribe, then these two adopt every new outside kitten

They took in Victoria and Misto, after they were brought to the tribe by Bustopher, and even though Jerrie and Teazer were a little older when they came, Skimble and Jenny still act like their parents. Jerrie and Teazer would never admit it, but they are eternally grateful.

Jenny doesn’t particularly trust trains, and she gets worried when Skimble is away for longer than they anticipated.

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer

The crime twins were saved by Macavity from some pollicles that were set upon them by some humans, after a failed burglary attempt.

This indebted them to Macavity, forcing them to work for him. 

They were caught trying to steal from the junkyard by Munk and Alonzo, but after seeing how overworked, underfed, and just plain terrified they were, they were basically adopted on the spot.

They care deeply for everyone in the tribe, and want more than anything to be accepted and included. However, they are both very independent, due to years of only having each other, and many Jellicles, especially the older ones, are wary around them.

Tugger, Skimble, Jenny, and Munk would all die for the twins. 

They live in a super wealthy home, and were last minute Christmas presents. They were practically grabbed off of the street and taken in, but they don’t mind because it gives them shelter and Macavity doesn’t usually go near Victoria Grove.

What do you guys think? Should I post more of these? Expand and talk more about any specific headcannon? Talk about other characters? I hope you enjoyed!

The wind has blown me elsewhere.

I’m gonna open up here. This is me at me rawest.

Just get it out there. Because I’m ready to just let this shit go. I can’t let it touch me anymore.

I was born poor. My father is full blooded Puerto Rican and he left when I was 2. He’d come around sometimes. Eventually he had the son he wanted and I was made to realize he never asked for a daughter. I spent years in fragments (when I could find him) trying to get him to love me. On my 16th birthday he told me he hated my mother and I reminded him of her. He said that he thought both of us would be better off if I never existed. All of this because I didn’t want to be part of their court case. I tried with him one more time when I was 21 and he stood me up. I promised he would never make me cry again. I’ll never look for him again.

My mother is a trouble maker. An alcoholic. Did drugs. Party girl. She’s not alone her siblings are too. She likes to fight to prove how tough she is. She has borderline personality disorder and is manipulative. I Iove her, regardless of how often she hurts me. She’s the reason I know how to lock doors with knives. And idk how many times there were weird people in our house because she passed out drunk partying. she almost drove us off a pier when I was a kid and then attacked me for being upset. She’s threatened to kill me and herself and I’ve had to have her committed into the ward. Asking cops to understand the she was mentally unstable but generally a nice person. She tries to make me feel bad for distancing myself by telling me that I am dead to her or she’s numb to me. It’s part of her disorder. I know that but it still hurts. I got tired of the drama... the lying and deception... the mind games. So I left and I see her sometimes but she is too much for me. She’s on a lot of meds, a breathing machine, and doesn’t drink these days. But a large piece of her is gone. She doesn’t understand things she should. But my mother is nice. Just makes dumb decisions. I love her.

I was the weird kid and no one liked me. I went to a lot of different schools and sometimes I had no friends. In one school my only friends were an autistic girl and two mutes. I was 7 but I still remember them. The only people who accepted me. I went goth in middle school. The emo and goths didn’t want me. Or the nerds. Or like anyone. I found a tribe of misfits. Most of us drifted or became different people as adults.

I was told numerous times in middle and high school by adults I adored the I would drop out because I was stupid. That I’d get pregnant because I am Puerto Rican and that meant if I stared at a man too long I’d get pregnant due to my lust and high fertility. That I would become my mother. Family rejected me. Kids bullied me and told me to kill myself. One girl hit my in the head with a rock the size of a fist. She was a softball pitcher I believe. Boys hit me with text books and shoved me.

I got violent back. Became a bitch. Was angry and it only took me until I was a junior on high school to get that way. But then a year after I graduated I realized that I was becoming what I hated and I needed to stop. But I was still sad.

My art professors in University didn’t understand my art. The one thing I felt I was ever good at... I was told I was not an artist so many times. I stopped loving art. I hurt. I graduated with honors! I slowly stopped doing art. I got a job in a cubicle. I started dying inside. I told myself it was the best I could do until they realized I was shit and got rid of me. I burried myself in Mortal Kombat feed but never played because I never felt good anymore. I did story mode and resumed laying on the couch staring at the floor for hours. I wrote head cannons and it was the only thing I enjoyed then. Because I didn’t have to be with myself. I was in a totally different world that I’d known since i was in k5 and I loved it and I didn’t exist there to fuck it up. People liked my posts. I felt better for a few seconds each time. Then the ban list was leaked and I was on it. Rejected again. Not accepted again. Because age gaps don’t really bother me. (Btw my spouse and are 15 years different. They are amazing and caring and the most stable relationship I’ve ever been in. ) I started getting in my head about what I was writing. I didn’t want to compromise myself. I also didn’t want to upset people. And apparently I was upsetting! I became afraid to post headcannons to the point I hated writing them.

Now, 4 months on Prozac, going to individual and group therapy, and living in reading mental health books and blogs. I’m constantly getting better. My self talk is improving. The ocd still is there as is the anxiety. The depression is handled well most of the time. The shaking from nerves is better. Writing is hard... but I’ve been reading a lot and drawing A LOT. I’ve enrolled in an online course in surface design. I’m starting to try and get a career direction. I’m eating healthier (my niece’sGirl Scout cookies are pure delicious evil though!)

I still love the mortal Kombat community here. And I still obsessed with mortal Kombat! But I have to get better and MK is a very comfortable blanket for me to hide away from my life under. I need to take control if I will ever get anywhere.

The Path

(A lot of Antelope tribe headcannon stuff. This is specifically the branch that A’sana, her wife and a few others come from. Various warnings about mild blood, gray lore stuff…so on and so forth. I blame @talesfromthegameff14 for inspiring this.)

The stone had sat in Ayanga’s hand, calling to her, urging her to claim it just as the land itself had welcomed her and A'sana was terrified of it. Her tribe was gone. Only her and Delesta remained. Her brother had held in his hand what could have been the key to everything. To reclaim something of her lost tribe, to understand what was going on with her…to have something to pass on to the children she carried. Despite all the reasons to take it, she had said no, even if it was temporary until she was certain.

Certainty wasn’t going to come by brooding over it. Even as she finished the circle, the scent of tallow, blood and chalk thick in the air, she knew what she was doing was needed. She’d done this once before, sent her spirit out across the aether in search of someone. Then it had been Xavion, using their bond as her guide. She’d done it trying to find Aveis, using her sister’s blood as her beacon across the vast expanse of that nameless place. Even if she didn’t understand it, she knew that was where she had brought her family, where she had been trapped by the voidsent Gancanagh. Their minds had made sense of it as a dream, but she knew it was more than that but she lacked the words to explain it because Eozreans had no word to explain it and she did not remember enough of her tribe’s own tongue to know what they called it.

This time, there would be no beacon. Not one living at least. She knew A’dorel had reached to her through that space between. She understood that now. She also knew the last time had left him terribly weak so she was hoping that this time her reaching out to him would be the difference. It scared her. She didn’t know her path. She didn’t know the price of this. There was always a price with magic and blood magic could be even steeper than most.

Her fingers were stained with blood and ash from tracing out the intricate circle. It didn’t feel right. These runes were those she’d learned over time, from books, tattered scrolls and a man who had ultimately turned his back on her in fear of what she was becoming. Now she had to help but wonder if it was because she was stronger than him rather than his excuse of her being too ruthless. T’resh had been a ruthless man himself, but he feared those stronger than him. She’d known it then, but had never thought to associate power with herself. Still, these were what she had. What she knew worked and for now, they would work.

Aether flowed into the room like a living breeze, hot with the flavor of her blood, of the blood magic she used. Ash and ozone lay heavy on her tongue, but she blocked it out. She let her spirit free itself from the physical constraints of her body, let her will guide the aether into the circle to act as her anchor and the shield for her physical body and the children she carried. Other wards, including her the one giving to her by her brother, Ayanga, would help protect her spirit.

There was always a rush, somewhere between the strange jolting sensation of falling one got right before sleep, the electric shock of waking in fear from a nightmare and the lulling warmth of the mind in between sleep and waking. It was disorienting and always she felt as if it might consume if she gave into it and in the past, she had fought it but Ayanga’s words rang in her head. Accepting a call in the past had made it easier to handle what was being offered and so, she accepted this. She did not judge, did not fight, did not analyze it. She acknowledged it and let it go. Let it be. And in doing so, there was a sense of freedom she didn’t quite understand. She had done something large, something so momentous that it promised to change her and she puzzled over it distently because while she could feel this, she couldn’t understand what it meant.

A’sana became aware of her body with the casual awareness one does of realizing the sky is blue. It simply was. She knew it wasn’t her physical body, but it was her body. Separate of the children she carried in the waking realm. Separate of the aches and pains of maternity, of living and of the past. It was simply her core. The very essence of herself and yet incomplete without that mortal coil she could still distantly feel if she reached for it. This too, despite the fear it brought, she accepted and it simply was.

The cave lay out before her as it was meant to be, not as it was in the current day. The waters that lay in a semi circle around the central room were pure and charged with aether, shimmering blue-white in the light of the room, mixing with the electric violet of the crystals embedded in the ceiling above her. This part of the cave was without the runes on the walls and the paintings that lined the tunnel that would have led here. She stood in the circle etched into the ground, kept whole by countless generations.

At each cardinal direction, a stone stood. Three feet tall, they were etched with runes and each bore a different decoration. East  bore intricate ropes of herbs and bones, the skull of an antelope, bleached by the sun, prominently displayed on it. South was ringed in gold and fire crystals, each woven into the intricate rope work. West was water crystals and plants she knew had traveled a long way from the coastal seas they would have come from and North bore the feathers of the great birds that roamed the Fringes, painted with intricate runes in a silvery paint. They were beautiful and they were protection. That knowledge came unbidden, a memory from the time her grandmother had brought her here.

“You came and yet you are still not ready.” She knew that voice. A’dorel had spoken to her several times but there was a certain sorrow in his voice this time. A disappointment that she hadn’t expected to hear.

“I came seeking answers.” A’sana turned to face him, standing face to face with what could have been her more masculine doppelganger. There was no question the man was her father. “There is nothing left of the tribe. Our lands have gone back to the wild. The spirit walkers cave defiled by void. I need you to help me understand.”

The look that played in Dorel’s silver eyes and across his features was the long suffering one of a parent dealing with a child stubbornly refusing to accept a parents explanation of something. “You have answers, A’sana. You know this. You rejected them because of fear. What do you think would have happened if A’tiyhe had been able to teach you properly? Had been able to pass down your birthright? That stone would have been yours, Saghiri. It is yours and you know it.” Sana shook her head, agitation running through her body, down her tail and laying her ears flat. She didn’t want the soulstone. She didn’t want the voices of those who’d borne it before her in her head. As old as she was sure it was, she could only imagine how many voices would be speaking to her. She didn’t want that. She feared that. Her own voice in her head was unbearable on some days as it was.

“There is always another way. Maybe I can keep coming here for you to teach me.” Even as she spoke those words she knew it wasn’t true. She could feel the drain on her body from holding this connection. Like the last times she’d done this, her body was faltering quickly. It took too much for this to be a viable way for her to learn of her people. Of what she was.

She could see her suspicions answered in the look he gave her, his tone gentle and loving as she came to take her into his arms, kissing the top of her head as she rested her forehead on his shoulder. “Saghiri…my daughter. You know what you need to do. I should have been there to help you with this. Your grandmother…A’tiyhe should have been there. Instead, we made choices and now you are bearing the consequences and I will never go to the great river knowing that I am the cause of this. That I brought our people to ruin.” Her head lifted at that, the frown and the confusion on her features enough to prompt him to continue. “You should not have been chosen to be spirit walker. I should have been. I was initiated and trained, awaiting my trial to take A’tiyhe’s place and the day I should have instead I challenged the Nuhn. I had been among the last ones born. Eight years and we had no children when before there had been at least one born per year. It was not for lack of trying. The women were fertile. We knew this since they had born children before. A’kahi was no longer fertile and our tribe would die if he remained Nuhn. I challenged him. I won. No other Tia would challenge me and the women accepted me, so it was.” A pained look played across his features before he kissed her forehead and pulled away while he continued to speak. “A’tiyhe…was disappointed. Time was weighing on her and there were no others but me born able to take her place and the land demanded a spirit walker to speak for it. To speak for our ancestors. To walk the veil like you have to hear their wisdom. Even though I tried, you and A’dina were the only two even potentially able to take her place and only you had the sight…”

“I don’t understand how this was your fault. You did what any Tia should have when you challenged the Nuhn to take his place. Eventually the women would have rejected him anyways.” She knew enough about how most Seeker tribes tended to work to know what was the case. There were exceptions, but she didn’t remember them being one of them. “You’re right, but A’tiyhe was sick. She knew it. We all knew it. We needed her to keep the land safe and instead by claiming my place as Nuhn instead of spirit walker, I left us vulnerable. The runes that helped hide our village began to fail. The crops began to fail. No rains came…Even the game became more scarce. These were things that were signs our spirit walker was sick…that the land was sick with her.” Irritation and frustration played in his body as he paced while he continued to speak, every bit of his posture akin to the large cats that her sister’s so often reminded her of. “We hoped that by initiating you early, even without training, it would help take some of the burden, but it was too little too late. I attempted to help. I underwent my trail, but while I was recovering, we were attacked. I was weakened…too weak to properly protect our people. One of our own had led them through the lands and led them to our homes and I could do nothing but die as I watched them slaughter our people for not yielding to their will.” She could feel her hold on things starting to slip, could feel her physical body starting to weaken even as she listened. “You did what you thought was right. I can’t fault you for that.”

“No, but I fault myself for it.” He sighed as he stopped his pacing to come back to her, standing before her and gently taking her face into his hands. “You need to go back, Saghiri. This is a place for the dead. Go…go and take what is yours. Stop fearing and just accept.”

“There has to be another-”

“There isn’t. You know this. You do not accept, but you know.” A’sana let out a sound of frustration as she felt him push her back into her physical body and out of that place they had been in.

She came awake with a start, feeling as if she’d been drenched in cold water and truly, her body was soaked with sweat from the strain of what she’d done. Her hands shook as she wiped them across the circle to break it, the rush of the aether dissipating causing the candles to dance and flicker madly. It was a struggle to reach for her linkpearl and let Delesta know that she would be spending the night at her workspace. That no, she was fine, she just was tired and didn’t feel like making the walk home.

And then she wept. Curled on herself as much as her pregnancy would allow, her hand lay cradled against her children as she wept. She mourned for the people she could barely remember. For the father she knew was punishing himself by not moving on. For so much that was lost that her children would never know. More than that, she wept because she knew what she had to do and she knew in doing so, she would change. Into what. Into who. She didn’t know. She just knew that she would change and that the path she was walking down would be responsible for it. She could turn back, could be willfully ignorant, but that wasn’t her way. Knowledge was being put before her and she couldn’t turn her back to it.

It took time and the gentle kicking of her sons to stir her from where she lay in the ash and dried blood of her circle. She ate what food she kept there and drank water, though both tasted like ash on her tongue. It wasn’t for herself, but for her sons. She forced herself to clean up the mess of her ritual even as her legs and arms shook with weariness. She bathed even though she could feel sleep tugging at her. And finally, when she did sleep, it was fitful, but it was sleep.

In the morning, she would speak with Ayanga. She might not ask for the stone back, but she would at least get his input on what she’d seen. Even as she had that thought, she knew she would ask for it back, even if, like so many other hard truths she tried to hide from herself, she wouldn’t admit it yet.

Failed Terraforming Experiment Mastertheory

You may have seen this one on FV itself, but some of the first posts I’m going to be making will be compiling some headcannon/theory things I’ve said around the forums. A lot of my personal theories and headcannons tie back into this one, so I figured this would be a good one to make the first post. I’m going to try to keep this one compatible with any on-site lore, so this theory may change as official lore is added. Enjoy!

The world of Furvilla is the modern remains of a failed terraforming experiment, started by humans. The Minipets and the Villagers were both created as tools to eventually make the planet of Furvilla suited for human use. The project was abandoned thousands of years ago, and humans have long gone extinct from this world. Let's start at the beginning... Humans decided to expand their reach in the galaxy by habiting a new planet, something they may or may not have done before. This planet was specifically chosen for its resemblance to Earth, with a similar star, orbit, and temperature. The only two issues with this planet were 1, humans couldn't survive in the atmosphere without the use of oxygen tanks and bio-suits, and 2, the planet was already inhabited by a thriving ecosystem. Four bases were eventually set up, each in a unique biome and strategic location that would be pivotal to destroying the existing ecosystems and molding the world for human habitation. The first and most important base was underwater, as this location was the safest from local fauna attacks. Long after the base and its buildings had rotted away, this area would later become Oceandome as later settlers found it just as safe as the humans had many eons ago. Later bases were made in the regions that would eventually become Olde Foxbury, Dragonsmaw Manor, and Tigereye Peak. In every case, these bases and most of the buildings that were part of them were slowly eroded away by weather and aggressive monster attacks, eventually leaving only manmade objects such as metal pieces and toxic waste. (Quetzal Palace was settled much later) But, let's get back to the past. After establishing themselves on this hostile planet, the humans got started on changing the planet to fit them. Logically, it made the most sense to tackle the 'simpler' problem first: destroying the native life. It would reduce the risk to the humans if the planet was wiped clean of hostile fauna, so that they could change the planet's atmosphere and native floral life in relative peace. On top of this, the 'monsters' were just not aesthetically pleasing to humans. Enter the "Minipet". Technically just called "animals", minipets were genetically engineered to be the ultimate invasive species. Every minipet was created to occupy the same niche as a native 'monster', aggressive or non-aggressive, and drive it into extinction by out-competing it. This is why minipets breed so quickly and are born almost fully formed, only needing a full breeding cooldown to go from newborn to maturity. However, this had an unintended consequence. Though most of the monster species were driven to extinction, there were many gigantic predators that seized this new opportunity and thrived. Many of the worst of the aggressive monsters ended up coming even closer to the encampments than before, chasing their new food source like a fox chasing chickens right back to the farm. This is why most of the monsters you know are so belligerent and come close to your modern villages. Your excess minipets are monster chow. If you've ever wondered why minipets and monsters look so very different, the artificial creation is the reason why. The two groups are completely unrelated, minipets were created to resemble Earth-concepts and be aesthetically pleasing to the humans while monsters evolved totally independently in an atmosphere different from Earth. Thanks to their engineering, minipets were able to survive in this environment without a bio-suit just like a native monster, and this ended up being more useful than the scientists ever thought they would be despite the extra monster attacks, which gave the humans a new idea... Enter the Villager. A genetically engineered creature didn't need a bio-suit to work, it didn't need to eat human rations, and it was disposable if it got injured. They had already made animals, the next step was to give them a useful upright gait and make them intelligent enough to take human orders and do human work. After a few experiments with minipets and making them more intelligent (one of these experiments lead to the Quetzal Palace serpent), the first Villager was born. The Villagers were created to be the servants and workers of the human colonists. This is why Villagers have a deep desire to expand, explore, and colonize. Another big upgrade from the minipets was the ability to change to fit any scenario. At every villager's core is a Shifty, and morphing potions were a quick way to change a villager from one form into another form that better fits the task they needed to complete. A human could quickly change their flying corvid into a strong bear when a monster attacked, without the need to bring multiple Villagers. Every human only needed a few loyal Villagers thanks to the potion system, and towards the end of their stay, they needed even less when the Shifty potion was eventually created, giving Villagers the ability to freely transform into anything they could personally imagine. The shifty potion was the last potion to be created, all other potions and forms were created before the Shifty potion but are just being re-discovered. But, the human civilization did not last. Perhaps the project ran out of funds, perhaps the encampments failed from repeated monster raids, perhaps the Villagers revolted. The terraforming experiment was abandoned, and the humans evacuated. While many of them took their personal Villagers and minipets, far many more Villagers and minipets were left for dead on a wild planet. Without the creators, the creations were aimless. Little more than 'servants' or tools to their human owners, very few Villagers knew how to read and even less know how to work the leftover technology, and thus they were essentially sent back to the stone age. They had to go back to using spears and axes, and created tribes as they tried to survive. Any humans who got left behind eventually either died from bio-suit malfunction, monster attacks, or just plain old age, despite the best efforts of their Villagers to keep them alive. This is why human skulls can be found all over the world, especially near the colonized areas, and why they're super-rare. That was thousands of years ago. Humans and their accomplishments are barely a memory, remembered only by ancient remains and leftover technology such as amulets or the impressive Quetzal Palace serpent. The sites of great civilization were uninhabited for centuries, but no longer! It has been a slow climb, but Furvilla is on the cusp of a great technological revolution. Five major cultures have appeared, and with them, five great nations. Education, new careers, and a greater standard of living is within Villagerkind's grasp, scattered all about the places they currently call home. The game we are all playing is the start of a golden age, and things are finally looking stable on this unnamed planet we've been calling Furvilla.

LONG POST

I’m doing this because half of my break is over, and I’m doing this w/out proofreading bc I’m about to get shit-faced in a few hours. For the most part, I’m still on board with this original train of thought (see http://bokubutts.tumblr.com/post/139333690934/theory-time), but here are some more thoughts (post season 4) mostly inspired by a few Reddit threads I couldn’t help but agree with. Apologies in advance for the poor articulation, I’m thinking much faster than I can type.

There are still many unprecedented things in the world of Remnant like the magic behind the Branwen twins shapeshifting into birds or the prowess that comes with each fairytale (maidens, silver-eyed warriors, the two brothers). But what I want to focus on are the more convoluted things like whether Ruby’s semblance is speed or “bursting into rose petals,” Raven being able to rip portals through the fabric of space, and the importance of Yang’s flames which’ll bring me to my main point later.

Ruby’s semblance was originally posted as speed on the official RWBY wikia, but Qrow mentions “bursting into rose petals.” This has left a lot of people confused. My guess is that there has to be more to this semblance thing.

Qrow’s semblance of misfortune has been confirmed, but I’m sure there’s more to it than that and the animagus bonus. I’m re-raising the split-second shot in his fight vs. Winter in season 3 (which I’m so so happy I wasn’t the only one that noticed) when Winter strikes him in the face and he strikes back even harder with a glint in his eye. If you’ve read the Reddit threads, most speculate it’s his experience as a hunter, but I’m thinking it’s a Branwen thing as seen with Yang, but not (yet?) seen with Raven. Anyway, I refuse to overlook it.

Another widespread fan-theory is that Raven's semblance is being able to predict the future. She told Qrow “Beacon would fall and it did. Ozpin would fail and he has.” There are three possible limits/catches to her prophecy. 1) They come to her at random, which most people believe. But wouldn’t it be interesting if 2) they came easier to her depending on who she prioritizes. I hoped this to be true when she was willing to come out when Yang needed some serious saving, because how else would she be able to know when she’s in grave danger if she’s never present? I thought this until it was thwarted by the fact that she didn’t show that time Yang nearly got herself and Ruby killed AND when she had to go out of her way to ask Qrow if “Salem has it.” So we’re back to 1) or 3) it’s blocked out by something purposefully negating it. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I’m thinking of Alice from Twilight and how the wolves presence somehow interfered with her foresight. Other than that we know she can shape shift into (shocker!) a raven, and have seen her open portals on two occasions. Many are assuming that the shapeshifting and the portal thing are tribe-related, but you don’t have to necessarily disagree when I propose The Point™ later.

The least-flawed ordeal I came across in the RWBY tag is the theory that in the far (or near) future, Yang will be able to shape shift into not just any bird, but a phoenix. Given all the folklore of phoenixes, it all makes way too much sense. But pushing that aside, the main in-story selling point that makes me think it’ll come true is the fact that her mother and uncle can canonically shape shift into birds. But another significant telling that I overlooked at first which should be considered are her flames.

Keeping in mind one of RWBY’s first World of Remnant videos where “semblances are a manifestation of one’s aura,” what if most (if not all) semblances are hereditary in some way but presents differently in individual’s aura? I’m getting at the Schnee’s who use glyphs. Both Winter and Weiss were able to use them, but Weiss happened to have a harder time summoning. What if that had to do with her aura? What if her forte lies in another area of glyphs. Though this might not be fair to equate with the Branwens; I might have this all mixed up since each of them are under different conditions, but what if shapeshifting and/or “getting stronger with each hit" is a shared Branwen trait, but each of them has their own originality to it (Qrow with his misfortune, Yang with her flames, Raven with the portals/prophecy)?

If this is true what if both Ruby’s and Summer’s semblances are “bursting into rose petals,” but Ruby’s is accompanied with speed and Summer had some other insane wild card up her sleeve (don’t even get me started on this, it deserves an entire post by itself).

Other thoughts/assumptions/headcannons I’ve collected from reading the tags/randomly just thought of.

Just another reason as to why Tai threw dirty looks at Qrow: He thinks he’s manipulative which he didn’t deny when he “used Ruby as bait.” Tai found out Qrow purposefully left kid Yang a hint to finding her mother to lure Raven out which led her and Ruby to an abandoned shed and nearly had them killed. 

This is assuming he knew about Raven’s rule about her saving her once since Yang’s birth, which also leads me to believe when Qrow was hallucinating and groaning “she’s not coming back, Tai,” he was referring to Summer not Raven.

Keep in mind that Raven’s outfit is exactly the same at Beacon and when she returns to her tribe and RT said colors are important in this series. Qrow and Raven were barbaric when they were first admitted to Beacon. They get lumped together with Summer and Tai. Summer is a kind spirit who tries to warm up to a closed-off Raven, she even tries mimicking her color scheme (key=black skirt). Tai is jealous is Qrow because he naturally gives off the bad-boy vibe and draws all the ladies attention, so he tries to make him look bad by tricking him into thinking the quilt was a part of the uniform. Qrow actually thinks Tai is the cool one and wants in. Tai lets him in (both of them wear similar shirts in a similar way) under the condition that he gave him pointers on how to get at his sister. Raven wanted to/didn’t know how to respond, so she finally asks Summer for help. 

TEAM STRQ didn’t have (as much) bad blood and was totally functional at some point making them the best team Beacon’s ever had.

I brought up earlier that Ruby’s getup (red cape and crosses) is all too similar to Qrow’s but we can’t be sure if this is because she was inspired to look like her teacher or, like father-like daughter, they share the same “crummy" fashion sense.

Let’s assume EVERYTHING I’ve presented above, even with bad blood given Raven’s “faults.” She’s out and about with her tribe, completely avoidant of all the baby-daddy drama, Ruby is born but she’s willing to come through for Yang. She still low-key cares about everyone on STRQ to some extent. This is where I jump back on the second possbility that Raven sees visions based on those she "prioritizes.” She sees a vision involving Summer and makes an exception to warn her. From what we know, Summer was super mom. When we look back on the lyrics to Red like Roses parts I + II, she didn’t plan on leaving but she knew it was something she had to do. But one day, “she went on a mission and never came back.” For whatever shitstorm Raven told her was coming, Summer went on that suicide mission. I’d like to think she had a choice… or the relic for (as Qrow quoted)  “the most important gift" of choice.

The lyric “so baby please don’t do what I did” also leads me to think Summer’s major character flaw was that she thought by handling it on her own and sacrificing herself, everything would be solved. There wouldn’t be a world to save, and her daughter wouldn’t have to follow in her footsteps. And I’m afraid Ruby has huge potential to fall down that same path. She’s already been set apart from her age group when she got accepted to Beacon two years early, she was set apart from her team when Oobleck handed her the answer to what it meant to be a huntress while her teammates had to figure it out for themselves, and even though she joined JNPR, she was the only member of RWBY to remain active after the fall of Beacon. 

Angst headcannon: (an affectionate) Qrow finds out too little too late, brainlessly rushes to the scene and unintentionally kills her due to his misfortune. 

Another world of remnant video noted that people tried fusing dust with their bodies. Well what about fusing with grim? (I’m looking at the humanoid grim we know as Salem)

Someone made a video a while back somehow connecting Into the Woods to RWBY. He basically theorized that a character representing the color gold/Rumpelstiltskin would become an important key to the story, but would run away from the huge responsibility he was tasked with before Oscar was even introduced. I think that Oscar is this Rumpelstiltskin. 

I think the King of Vale and The Wizard might be the same person, but there’s a good chance he’s not.

I also think both Oscar and Jaune are somehow linked to this King/Wizard (tons of evidence on tumblr) and will both become love interests for Ruby

Pretty sure Glinda Goodwitch and James Ironwood were/are/will be romantically involved somehow

Something about Glinda and Salem are too alike. Their demeanor is similar, they’re both references to witches and important to Ozpin in some way. 

I’m a firm believer that Adam is another silver-eyed warrior. He took down that grim effortlessly and Monty did say he and Ruby were connected in some way. 

AU Headcannon: Natsu and Erza try for a baby but can't. Erza goes to a doctor and finds out she's infertile, incapable of having babies. She becomes depressed but Natsu figures out a way to make her happy; they adopt. Instead of picking out one, Erza chooses to adopt all the kids, making their wish come true of having a large and awesome family! :D

Crossover with Danganronpa 2/3… yeah…

            ChisaYukizome twitched and forced a brilliant smile onto her face as she regardedher fellow redhead.

            “I’m sorry,could you repeat that? I must have misheard you.”

            And true toform, Erza Dragneel did not bat an eye as she repeated word for word her“decision”.

            “I want all of them.”

            Chisa’ssmile dropped completely and she gave off a blank stare. Oh dear. This womanwas clearly delusional. It took all of herwillpower to not go crazy with all these kids every day, and she was trained for this sort of thing!

            “Ma’am,”Chisa started slowly. She needed to bring this madwoman back down to earth. “Wecurrently have seventeen children in our care. Seventeen. I don’t think you understand the gravity of howimportant it is to-”

            “I KNOWJUST HOW IMPORTANT IT IS TO CARE FOR THEM! I GREW UP IN A GUILD OF ORPHANS!”Erza roared, making the matron flinch. Okay, she definitely had a voice thatcould keep them in line, and maybe the passion, but even so…  

            “D-Do youeven remember all their names? What each of them likes to do?” Chisa tried adifferent approach, but her eyes became wide as Erza’s eyes sparkled.

            “Fuyuhiko-kunis just so adorable! Well, they allare, especially Chiaki-chan, but still! The way he takes charge of theplayground like a yakuza… So cute!And little Mikan-chan is so sweet…”

             Chisa’s eyes got wider and wider as Erza wenton and on, listing each and every childand what they apparently liked to do. Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu: Wants to be the head ofa yakuza empire. Chiaki Nanami: Content with playing video games, and beingleft to herself (though she certainly doesn’t mind multiplayer). Mikan Tsumiki:Hated so much to see others get hurt, wanted to be a nurse when she grew up.The “Imposter” (real name unknown): Because he doesn’t know or remember his ownname, he wants to copy others so that he feels like he is somebody. TeruteruHanamura: Developing a talent for cooking, wants to become Fiore’s greatestchef (then aim for the world title). Mahiru Koizumi: Sweet little girl contentwith taking pictures of anything and everything. Peko Pekoyama: Seems right upErza’s ally with her interest in becoming a swordswoman; seems smitten withFuyuhiko. Hiyoko Saionji: Very taken with dancing (and is a bit of a bully tothe other kids, especially Mikan-chan). Ibuki Mioda: Very outgoing, lovesplaying music (eager to learn any instrument). Nekomaru Nidai: Very athletic,but also has a habit of coaching the other kids so they’re in top physicalcondition (most… will pass up on his coaching). Akane Owari: Also veryathletic, but has an appetite to match (interacts with Nidai the most). GundhamTanaka: Very boastful of the animals he’s kept as pets (especially fourhamsters that he calls “the Four Dark Devas”). Nagito Komaeda: One of the oddducks; Lady Luck seems to be very fickle with this boy – it’s almost creepy howlucky or unlucky he can be at any given moment. Kazuichi Soda: Loves tinkeringaround with machines; has a massive crush on the “Princess” of the group. SoniaNevermind: Came from a wealthy family (they fell victim to bandits, and she hasno one left), but she’s come to terms with living at the orphanage with all theother children. Ryota Mitarai: Another reclusive boy; he likes to spend timedrawing and animating. And… Hajime Hinata. Chisa really feels bad for this lastone, because the boy feels so different from everyone else – like a “scrub”, ashe so puts it. If all these other kids can be described as “talented” in someway, then he seems to think himself “untalented”. “Average”. “Worthless”. He wants to be good at something, but hejust hasn’t found his calling yet – or at least, that’s what Chisa has toldhim… over and over and over. At least none of the other kids look down on him;most of Chisa’s time would be devoted to Hajime if that were the case. EvenHiyoko is a little less biting when she bullies Hajime like the other kids. Chisawas surprised Erza remembered Hajime… not because she doubted her fellow redhead,but because Hajime has been at the orphanage longer than the other kids, ifonly by a year. He’s so overlooked by potential parents, and it greatly saddensChisa.

            “O-Okay… soyou know them.” Chisa sounded dazed as she acknowledged that she was wrong.Yes, Mr. and Mrs. Dragneel had been stopping by the past few days, but to hearsomeone else know all her kids tosome degree… it was… Chisa honestly didn’t know how to feel about that. Alittle wary? Glad? Nervous? “I still don’t think you’d be able to give allseventeen of them the love they need… B-B-But if you want a trial run with themor something, b-by all means! Please! Let’s just get this pesky paperwork outof the way!”

            Apparently, Dragneel didn’t like her parenting skills being scrutinized. Well, it washer loss if she went insane. … Just kidding. Chisa would feel terrible forevery neglected child that would have to return to the orphanage until theDragneels could manage.

            Wouldn’tChisa be surprised when not a single child returned? Not even that odd duckNagito.

            ~*~

            “The fuck?!No one said we had to drink any milk!”Fuyuhiko raged with a reddened face.

            As he andErza proceeded to get into a screaming match, Natsu leaned over to his fellowpink-head. They had to set up two tables to accommodate all nineteen of them,plus Happy, but they made it work… somehow…

            “What’s upwith him?”

            Sodascratched his cheek sheepishly.

            “Peko orHajime might be able to tell you for sure, but I think he’s got an allergy orsomethin’. Lactose intolerant, I think?”

            Natsu madean ‘O’ face at this information. He should probably tell Erza, but they werecurrently on opposite sides of the tables… For his own good, he shouldn’t yellacross the table and incur Erza’s wrath about his own table manners.

            Aw hell,what did he care about manners?

            “ERZA! FUYU’SLACTOSE ‘N SOMETHIN’!”

            Thistriggered a shouting match between husband and wife, as Natsu had to pass alongSoda’s message accurately, and Erza scolded Natsu on his lack of manners. Mostof the kids ignored this over their own chatter; it wasn’t any louder thanAkane or Nekomaru’s verbal exclamations about the exercises they’d be doingafter dinner (even with Akane’s face stuffed), and with the adults occupied,the kids were free to ‘socialize’ as they pleased. Like Hiyoko picking on Mikan(Mahiru tried to get her to let up), Nagito getting on Fuyuhiko’s nerves (ittook all of Peko’s willpower not to smack him with her bamboo sword), Ibukitrying to get the “quiet ones” (the Imposter, Ryota, Hajime, and Chiaki) to bemore open and talkative, and Sonia apparently found Gundham feeding hishamsters “adorable” (which drew in a jealous Soda, who immediately beganslinging insults at Gundham and trying to pick a fight with him).

            “Hey Soniaaa!”It was all fun and games until Teruteru opened his perverted mouth. Withinearshot of Erza. “Some nasty poison caused my… little wiener to inflame, and it’s very troublesome… So I’d be verythankful if you sucked out the poison with your mouth~~”

            Of course thepoor aspiring chef was then dragged off by their new mother, who was nowred-faced and just a teensy bit shifty-eyed. Boys just entering their teensshould not be perverts yet! … But what does Erza care about Pervertedness? It’snot like she’s got a collection of erotica to share with her new ‘problem child’…or anything…

            For someunknown reason, Hiyoko, Ibuki, and Mahiru felt goosebumps go up their backs. Theyhad this odd premonition that one of their parents was going to be an enablerto that dirty rotten pervert…

            ~*~

             “So, mortal… whose master are you?” Gundhamasked Natsu, when they were alone with Happy. The dark-haired boy pausedbriefly before gesturing one bandage-wrapped hand at the Exceed. “… Aside fromthis magnificent specimen here.”

            “Eh?” Natsusquinted at the boy.

            “Whichtribe did you make a pact with? Answer me!” The boy pulled down his purplescarf to fix the Dragon Slayer with an intense stare… and the Pyro wasn’t anyless confused.

            “’Pact’?”

            “Answer menow! Though I shall cast you into a watery grave once you do!” Okay, nowGundham was just sounding bratty.

            Natsusquinted at the boy once again. Even by Fairy Tail’s standards, this guy was…eccentric. Happy seemed to understand, though… somehow.

            “I bet he’saskin’ if you’ve ever raised a pet, Natsu!” He rubbed the back of his head asGundham’s intense gaze fell on him. Natsu made an ‘O’ face.

            “Well, Ihaven’t raised any pets… Happy’s Kin.” Natsu sweatdropped as Gundham seemeddissatisfied with this answer. “… Oh! And Kemo-Kemo lived with us for a bit! Hewas green, and furry, and could breathe fire!But he wasn’t a pet, ‘cause he was Kin, like Happy.”

            Gundham’seyes seemed to bulge as Natsu described Kemo-Kemo. Never before had he heard ofsuch a creature… and this mortal had made a pact with it?! And this blue catcould fly… truly, his new father figure was a force to be reckoned with!

            “I-Itappears I underestimated you… to have raised such a pair of specimens…! I haveno way to gauge your Magic Essence! You may very well rival the great andpowerful Gundham Tanaka, SupremeOverlord of Ice!” Gundham posed dramatically and cackled gleefully.

            Happywatched the hamsters emerge from Gundham’s scarf.

            “Do thoselittle guys live in there…?” The Exceed asked cutely.

            Gundhamcrossed his arms proudly.

            “Tamingevil by using myself as a bed… Truly, this is the secret art of the TanakaEmpire!” He then paused again and nodded sagely. “One of my Four Dark Devas ofDestruction, Mirage Golden Hawk Jum-P, has this to say: ‘We’re not used togoing easy on our enemies…so don’t make us angry. You wouldn’t like us when we’reangry.’ FUAHAHAHA!”

            Natsu andHappy stared dumbfounded at the aspiring breeder. They hadn’t heard thehamsters say anything, but the boy apparently did.

            “Yourhamsters can talk?!” They chorused.

            Gundhamsmirked and chuckled. Oh yes. With a family that respected him like this, hewould make a fine roost here! He could not wait to tame the woodland creaturesand make them staunch allies!

           "Oh yeah.... Natsu was raised by a dragon! Thought you might find that cool."

           Gundham stared speechless at the flying blue cat. He had found quite the fascinating home indeed.....

            ~*~

            For thefirst few weeks, the Dragneel family home had to be renovated heavily to accommodatenineteen (eccentric) people. Unfortunately, it was a bit unreasonable to builda house that had nearly twenty separate bedrooms, so the kids were separatedinto rooms by gender, and given simple cots until they all raised enough moneyto upgrade living arrangements. None of the kids wanted Natsu, Erza, and Happyto break their backs to make sure they were all fed and cared for, so theyopted to help out around the Guild, and Magnolia in general for some. Chiakiand Sonia helped to serve tables in the Guildhall, while Teruteru helped Miraout in the kitchen; Elfman got some extra hands in bringing stuff out of thestorage room (Akane and Nekomaru); the Imposter was able to pull off convincing“Transformations” without the use of Magic, so he taught those the ‘tools’ ofhis trade; Mahiru didn’t want to intrude on poor Reedus’s turf, so she offeredto take photos around town; Fuyuhiko felt out of place in the Guildhall, so hetook to the streets and started cracking down on the “rival gangs” and bringingthem under his control (Erza thought it was a bit dangerous for him to handle,but the boy was an aspiring yakuza; and he had Peko to back him up, so Magnoliawas steadily becoming an even safer place to live); Ibuki and Hiyoko offered toperform shows for both the Guild and Magnolia in general; Mikan wanted to helpout in the infirmary, so for the time being she was learning under Porlyusica;Gundham grudgingly accepted the suggestion of taming wild animals and sellingthem to townspeople; Soda, aspiring mechanic that he was, offered to do oddjobsaround town and study under some mechanics; Ryota was working on honing histalent for animation, and he was getting some drawing tips from Reedus; Nagitowas a bit harder to pin down for a ‘job’, but Makarov gleefully had the boyentering all sorts of lotteries to earn money for the Guild (his bad luck wasannoying, but the good luck made it so worth it…); and Hajime… well…

            Hajime hada whole new world to explore with Fairy Tail. He usually helped out withwaiting on tables with Chiaki and Sonia, but he was also associating with manyof the Guildmates in an attempt to find his calling. He hadn’t found it yet,but he wasn’t going to give up. As one of the sons of Natsu and Erza Dragneel, thatwas one lesson drilled into his head fairly early on. Never give up. The futurehad endless possibilities~.

~*~

Note: I might continue this AU… The crossover’s a bit of a stretch in some places, like with Chiaki’s video-gaming and Ryota’s animation talent, but…. it’s fun~. I know I didn’t get into Erza’s infertility, but I wanted to get to these crazy kids. Phwwwh. They’d get along with the Fairy Tail cast… somewhat…. *giving Hiyoko the stinkeye* Hope you enjoyed this a little!

Basic State Relations

Mun: So let’s get the elephant in the room out of the way.

Vermont: What elephant?

Mun: Well, some people I know wonder if you states are related to America in some way or form or are like a bunch of teenagers.

Vermont: Oh Jeezum Crow (*), here we go.

Mun: Wow, I don’t have to coax you on this one?

Vermont: Let’s just settle this. No, we are not related to America. Were not his kids. And most of us are adults with a few exceptions. Most of us are barely related to a select few states anyways, which that in of itself is a stretch, but America is one we all agree we are not related to. I mean, for Christ’s sake, some of us are about his age or even older than him!

Best way I can describe the nature of most of the states relationships with America is that we operate kind of like an office department where us states are coworkers and America is the boss that sometimes gets overruled by us. We basically coexist with each other to keep ourselves afloat.

Mun: Okay, so then that leads to the next question. What do you mean by it’s a stretch to say some states are related to some? And who is considered related to who?

Vermont: Look, some of us, like Maine, Louisiana, and I just so happened to be related to each other because we have French heritage and partly got raised by France. Doesn’t mean it’s a solid blood relation, it’s more by circumstances which then developed into personal attachments.

There’s a select few where they are definitely related to one another and are willing to admit it. Like the Dakotas; they are twins that started off as one territory that then got split when admitted to the union. The Carolinas are sisters, not twins, cause North is older than South by a little less than 30 years going by the first successful English settlements. West Virginia and Virginia are twin brothers where no one knew why one colony/state needed to representations until... that war occurred and West split from the rest of Virginia.

Then you get a lot of states that were settled by England, but they don’t call each other siblings. It really depends on a state’s personal feelings and sense of family. Like Washington had some relations with England in the beginning before American settlement, but he doesn’t call himself a brother to the Carolinas or the Virginias. Or to bring it back to me, cause the Louisiana Purchase made a bunch of states, just because we have a common relation with France, doesn’t mean I call myself the older brother of a lot of them. The only one I will make an exception to in that instance is Louisiana herself, and that’s because we both personally are fine calling ourselves related and do have a sibling-like attachment.

Mun: Okay, so who would you say you feel you’re related to?

Vermont: Well, technically Maine and I are related. Like by actual reasoning. He’s my older brother. He had some of his first settlements by French in early 1600s when he was known as Acadia. Basically it’s like we share the same father but have different mothers. France had Maine with his mother, Passamaquoddy, and then he had me with my mother, Abenaki.

Then to a lesser extent I’m related to Louisiana. She was more by choice than anything due to her mixed heritage of Spanish, French and, quite frankly, a load of other cultures, that basically made it difficult for her to pinpoint who was responsible for her existence. Maine and I had a silent agreement to just consider her a little sister to us, and she was perfectly fine with it. Certainly gained us weird looks from the other states cause... well...

Mun: Well what?

Vermont: Look, I’m not going to sugarcoat things here. We were two white men and she is a black woman. Society then was not kind to blacks at all, hell, kind of is still true today. It was rough for all three of us in the union because we chose to consider ourselves related. The states then weren’t as mature as they are now. They didn’t understand then.

But we didn’t care. We didn’t have a family in our lives for a long while. Hell, my mother died shortly after the English decided to settle in the 1660s, and Maine lost his mother before that due to smallpox. Fuck, Louisiana kept getting bounced around and poorly treated for so long she thought that was how all people acted. We provide each other what we were missing or needed the most, and we wouldn’t change that for anything. We have each other’s backs.

Mun: Sounds like you three get along pretty well.

Vermont: Well, took a minute for Maine and I. We got along enough for Louisiana’s sake, but for awhile we just didn’t want anything to do with each other on the account of we didn’t quite know if France technically cheated on Maine’s mother with my mom or not due to when Maine’s mother died, and we treated each other like we were the embodiment of that fact. It didn’t improve until shortly after I joined the union and Maine was technically considered part of Massachusetts. I mean, the rest of the states found out then that we were brothers, which in hindsight was hilarious because of the look on Mass’s face when she realized that, so we had to interact a lot. Eventually, we got along well enough that the whole France debacle is more level-headed debate and we both could agree that France wasn’t the greatest parent since he kind of neglected us in favor of Canada a lot.

Mun: I would ask a bit more about France, but that sounds like a whole can of worms that shouldn’t be opened quite yet.

Vermont: I’d prefer not. That’s whole other... topic to deal with.

Mun: Well, then I guess we can wrap up for now. Later we can go in depth with different states or your relationship with America or other countries as well as your history.

Vermont: I’m guessing it’s up to asks who people want to know more about unless no one asks for a while and then you pick?

Mun: Exactly!

Some Notes:

Jeezum Crow - a Vermont expression for “Jesus Christ”

Apparently, the lost colony of Roanoke is technically in present day North Carolina, and their first settlement dates back to about the 1640s, though settling was very difficult , while South Carolina’s first settlement was in 1670 at Albemarle Point (though I also saw that under North Carolina, so I’m having a little creative license here because of the confusion, and I wanted to be different from a lot of other people who consider them twins) 

the war that Vermont is hesitant on saying while talking about the Virginias is referring to the American Civil War; I headcannon a lot of the states that were involved just won’t talk about the war due to a lot of psychological damage and every single one of them having done horrible things to one another that they don’t know how to cope with

Washington and Oregon were part of the Oregon Country and the land was given to America by Britain due to a compromise between the two that nearly escalated to war

I headcannon that Maine was also considered the short lived Acadia Colony by the French, which was around 1604

Passamaquoddy is a Native American tribe that was found in eastern Maine and New Brunswick, and most of which died from smallpox upon contacting the Europeans

Abenaki spanned a large area, but was split between the Western Abenaki (mostly Vermont) and the Eastern Abenaki (New Hampshire and western Maine), though some Abenaki tribes went into Massachusetts as well; currently only recognized in Canada

The Wabanaki Alliance was a very loose confederacy between several New England native American tribes against the Iroquois (who they were long time rivals and enemies of) and several European nations. All tribes that were part of the alliance all maintained their own sovereignty and independence from one another.