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op3ra · 5 months

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lore bit: facial markings

(rusty, dinah, wrench, caboose)

general lore about markings in my au is under the cut. feel free to shoot me an ask if there are other characters whose markings you'd like to see :>

All trains have colorful designs on their faces. Known mostly as facial markings and sometimes facial patterns, they’re permanent parts of a train's livery (so, closer to a tattoo than to face paint). They’re intended to be unique to each train; there’s nothing exactly keeping track to make sure every train has something completely brand new, but there’s generally an effort to come up with something distinctive.

All trains are given basic markings when they’re manufactured (typically around the eyes), but most trains gradually add on to them to create a truly individualized design. Although patterns are mainly centered on the face, lots of trains have them on their necks and even down their bodies--for example, Dinah has a chevron across her chest, and my OC Screw has them along her left leg. Typically, patterns are 1-2 colors, although it's not a strict requirement.

Trains are generally very proud of their liveries and even when trains repaint the rest of their liveries (to either match a company contract, or just to switch things up), their markings tend to stay the same or similar.

When originally manufactured by humans, trains were given blank, vaguely human-colored faces; after they separated from humans and took over their own manufacturing, trains developed their markings, desperate for something to give themselves individuality and separate themselves from humans.

Rusty is very self-conscious about his rust overtaking the majority of his markings; after he wins it’s a little overwhelming to finally repaint them after so many years of them being missing :,,,,)

#stex #starlight express #starlight express au #starlight express headcannons #between u n me i think rusty's nose-bridge rust becomes a part of his markings to him. he can't bring himself to get rid of it <//3 #if you look closely at the rest of my art you'll see the trains all have recurring patterns #for ex. the yellow squares under greaseball's eyes #i also have a cutesy little headcanon regarding rust repair's markings but i'm embarassed to drop those on this post LOL #lots of markings include eyeliner btw! rusty‚ the components‚ and the coaches all have eyeliner in their markings #art or whatever

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blue-inferno · 5 months

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I have always had a headcannon that C.B has a little pet squirrel, that was abandoned by its mother as a baby so he decided to hand rear it. He later trained it to steal and nick little things from people like little things magpies do with shiny objects...

He named it Elvis

#cb the red caboose #starlight express #cb stex #the red caboose #headcannons #au #stex

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gaytrainboi · 2 years

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Poppa/Momma: Look around; happiness is trying to catch you!

Caboose, chasing Rusty with a knife: AH HAHAHAHAH-

(Based on a fortune out of a fortune cookie)

#starlight express #stex #incorrect quotes #cbtheredcaboose #red caboose #stex red caboose #steam engine #headcannons #rusty stex #stex rusty #rusty the steam engine

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kingofthebeskargoats · 2 months

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Secure embrace

Gender neutral reader

Rating: sfw

Word count: 608

Warnings: implied rape (starlight incident)

Comments: Sorry for anyone wanting pedro pascal character fics. I've been reading through the lovely @blindmagdalena ‘s homelander hugging headcannon and found one about what hugging homie would be like

Gif (credit to the creator, please let me know if you dont want me to use your gif):

What a terrible day you just had, the day started off after you woke up with your back being in the most pain you've ever had before, falling on your face while trying to get your pants on, your toothpaste falling off your toothbrush and going down the sink and you spilled your coffee before even taking your first sip of the day.

It's only been your third week working for Vought and so far most of the fellow supes you work with have been good, except for The Deep, who has been harassing you ever since the first day you joined, trying to weasel his way into your pants. You stopped him and he hasn't been off your back since.

You make your way towards the meeting room for the average morning meeting to start off the day, but not before The Deep comes up to you before you are able to notice and escape away from him, being too deep in your thoughts. He starts talking your ear off, trying to show off how cool he is, how many people he saved yesterday and how many fish he looked after, obviously trying to make himself seem greater than he is. You roll your eyes and ignore him as he blabbers on.

As you try to let yourself zone out he grabs your chin and pulls it towards his face. “It's rude not to listen, you know, I should punish you for that.” He says with a sick grin. Before you're able to push him away or say something witty to shut him up, Homelander rounds the corner, noticing what's happening.

“Hey Deep, what'd I say about harassing the new supe?” He asks, The Deep, his face going white, obviously startled, looks up at him and mumbles out something about leaving you alone. “That's right! You agreed that the new supe wouldn't have the same experience that poor Starlight had. I mean who would actually want to be near your junk, aside from a poor ol’ fish you've seduced.” Homelander says, with a grin.

The Deep slinks away after being caught and being humiliated in front of you. Homelander walks up to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. “You ok?” He asks quietly “The Deep is a greasy fish fucker, I wouldn't try to worry about him, if he comes near you again, let me kno-” you cut him off with a big hug. He pauses for a second before hugging you back hesitantly, patting your back a couple times.

You take a breath, he smells pleasantly like lavender, sandalwood and vanilla, all scents you've noted to be from the products he uses to look like the most heavenly and handsome man you have ever met.

He's soft, due to the padding in his suit, yet also provides the right amount of strength to give the best hug, squeezing not too hard to hurt but not being too light either. Probably the best hug you've ever had in your life.

You let him go and he looks at you with a flushed face and a pleased yet also surprised expression. “Ahem… well I'm glad you feel better, I must've needed a hug, huh?” He asks, blinking a couple times after rubbing his neck, “Yeah, pretty shitty day so far” you say.

He looks like he's about to say something to you before the rest of the group turns up, except for The Deep. Homelander turns to them, the blush having left his cheeks and walks towards the others and heads into the meeting room with them.

You hope to see those cheeks flush up again someday.

Masterlist

#homelander x reader #the homelander #homelander #gender netural reader #sfw #tw implied rape #the boys

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cheolsfriend · 1 year

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Dahlia Secrets!

—> A series of “secrets” (weird/crack headcannons) about people from all over Dahlia.

Note: These are just for shits and giggles so yeah, most are unrealistic 💀

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Secret #1:

If you stand next to David Shaw himself, you’ll automatically have full bar wifi.

Secret #2:

Angel could power a car with their voice.

Secret #3:

Milo Greer has a slightly overly bright political smile.

Secret #4:

Sweetheart had a slight fear of dicks before. They got scared the first time they saw one in person.

Secret #5:

Damien likes slightly overpriced lemonade on a hot summer day.

Secret #6:

Darlin’ has fought a faulty vending machine and won(???).

Secret #7:

Lasko Moore has a coffee cup with “STUDENT’S TEARS” written on it.

Secret #8:

Aaron has one existential crisis per morning.

Secret #9:

19 years old Babe has used a Nestle Café Blend 43 jar to defend themself from an aggressive car thief.

Secret #10:

Gavin had swallowed a total of 10 UNO cards to win an UNO game.

Secret #11:

10 years old Ollie thought he was gonna die while being constipated on a public toilet.

Secret #12:

Babe used to sleep at 8:30 PM.

Secret #13:

Huxley is a little terrified of boredom.

Secret #14:

Caelum makes a serious and focused yet teary face whenever he stubs his toe.

Secret #15:

Sam has a rivalry with bumblebees.

Secret #16:

A small part of the reasons why Vincent is well-respected in the clan is because he’s got dirt on everyone.

Secret #17:

Lovely apologizes to inanimate objects.

Secret #18:

David contributes absolutely nothing in online group chats.

Secret: #19:

Smartass bites into ice cream.

Secret #20:

Angel says internet slangs in verbal conversations.

Secret #21:

Darlin’ has a gun up their ass at all times.

Secret #22:

Milo sometimes starts online fights for entertainment purposes.

Secret #23:

¾ of Freelancer’s gallery is memeable pics of the DAMN squad.

Secret #24:

Lasko’s storage is on life support.

Secret #25:

Damien’s contact name in Gavin’s phone is “Portable AC”.

Secret #26:

The ONE time Huxley accidentally smacks Angel as a joke, Angel slid 6ft across the floor.

Secret #27:

After David’s multiple meetings with Angel, David had a slight urge to officially and permanently ban Angel off the Shaw Pack territory.

Secret #28:

Lovely reminds Darlin’ of Angel.

Secret #29:

(Ollie) Baby’s credit card was in debt, TWICE.

Secret #30:

For some ungodly reason, Vincent has 20k pics in his phone.

Secret #31:

Sam’s pupils goes opposite directions of each other whenever he spaces out.

Secret #32:

Asher once found a king sized condom in Babe’s nightstand drawer before they started dating.

Secret #33:

Milo used the ‘macarena dance’ to seduce Sweetheart. (It worked)

Secret #34:

Aaron watches Gilmore Girls religiously.

Secret #35:

Gregory once slipped in the shower and tried to grab the water.

Secret #36:

Christian wins fake arguments with himself in the shower.

Secret #37:

Arden cheated once in Poker.

Secret #36:

Ollie dislikes Zoom.

Secret #37:

Smartass and Milo was a leash kid.

Secret #38:

Babe can twerk, jsyk.

Secret #39:

Freelancer saw the price tag of Xavier’s shirt behind his neck after their talk.

Secret #40:

8 years old David used his bedroom door to get rid of his wobbly tooth.

Secret #41:

Sweetheart once smelled a really nasty cologne on Angel and never said anything about it.

Secret #42:

Freelancer finds Gavin’s smirk expression absolutely attractive.

Secret #43:

Huxley took a whole year of figure skating class and graduated.

Secret #44:

Despite cat-lover tendency, Lasko was slightly scared of cats.

Secret #45:

Starlight once got locked inside Avior’s bathroom.

Secret #46:

Both Darlin’ and Angel has a separate photo album full of blackmail.

Angel collects blackmail from the mates, Darlin’ collects blackmail from the wolves.

Secret #47:

Darlin’ genuinely finds Quinn ugly.

Secret #48:

Avior has a separate mug full of fountain pens.

Secret #49:

Milo had braces.

Secret #50:

Out of all the Shaw Pack mates and werewolves, Babe was the first one to get their drivers license in their teen years.

Secret #51:

Damien once caught Huxley at an adult store in a mall.

Secret #52:

Ollie and Aaron are the same height, Aaron just wears shoes with higher soles.

Secret #53:

Gregory’s actual first impression of David was “mini Gabe”.

Secret #54:

Babe has worked at Home Depot.

Secret #55:

David had ONE sticker on his fossil-aged laptop. And it’s a Hello Kitty sticker.

Secret #56:

Sweetheart almost lost Milo’s phone, TWICE.

Secret #57:

Smartass is banned from a fast food restaurant.

Secret #58:

Despite being lost from David multiple times at the airport, Angel is really good with airport check-ins.

Secret #59:

Caelum has a good sense of hearing.

Secret #60:

Freelancer wears a ring on their ring finger for shits and giggles.

Secret #61:

David knows the scientific name for how a bug sleeps.

Secret #62:

Angel casually uses scientific terms in conversations.

Secret #63:

Law student Babe uses the things they learned in law school to win arguments.

Secret #64:

Lovely could take over the world but ‼️responsibilities‼️ :(

Secret #65:

Sam doesn’t like road trips with Vincent because he’s forced to sit on small middle seat on the three-seater at the back.

Secret #66:

Christian throws more shade than balls.

Secret #67:

A question Angel asked right before sex almost lead to them and David breaking up.

Secret #68:

Lasko minds his business but knows all the tea.

Secret #69:

Sam’s a vampire yes. But instead of garlic, it’s seafood.

Secret #70:

Milo sat on Aggro multiple times.

Secret #71:

Angel calls laundry detergent ‘laundry sauce’.

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bigmack2go · 4 months

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Yes my name is spelled with a j at the end. I know i have many typos but that is not one if them. Its pronounced the same way (almost at least but most people just pronounce it like mack)

Its hungarian.

Its rly important to me because 1 im from hungary and 2 bc the letters have meanings!

Edit:

On that note! I just realised i never made an intro post so i guess here u go!

Short version

I am mackj

Hungarian/german

I speak german and english (Hungarian amd a little Swedish)

Multi fandom

Newsies (main atm)

Pjo (always loved it but new to the fandom)

Marauders

Dsmp

Atwow

Three???

Starlight express

(Oractically any musical)

Descendants

SOC

TMR

Currently going to fashion school and hope to become a designer or actor one day…

They/them/any pronouns/ask for pronouns

(I just prefer they/them most of the time)

dyscalculia fucked my career

Adhd asf and weirdly gatekeep-y about it.

shizophrenia

Christian

I love turles w my life

Writer, musician, dancer

(But i can’t do long choreos bc i have a limb since i was eight and my leg will start hurting and i have a criculation disfunction)

The reason that i talk funny isn’t that english isnt my first language but simply because i want to, okay. Fuck u.

PLEASE!...

...use my headcannon!

...use my OC's

... post or talk about my book

...make headcannons for my book

... make OC's for my book

...come up with faceclaims for my characters

... ask me stuff

... ask about fashion school

... request shit

... ask about my disabilities

...ask about my stutter

… ask about my Tic‘s

WITH CREDITS AND/OR IF U ASK U CAN DEFINITELY ...

... use my promts

...use my ideas

...use my fic's

... summarise my book

... repost my art on other platforms

... use my poetry

...use my music

...use my choreos

CHECK THE TAGS FOR THESE^

DONT...

... ask if i do commisions: i used to but fashionschool said nono. what is freetime? never heard or it. requsts? yess. Absolutely. Because i dont have to promise shit with that, dont need times etc

... be unconstructive w criticism bc i WILL cry

... ask me if i can sew your wedding dress

... inform me of shit i already know like "isnt hungary queerphobic" like bitch im aware but what do u want me to do? un-be hungarian?

DO ,IN FACT, INTERACT IF UR HOMOPH0b!c; I NEED A FIGHT!!!MY FINGERS R TINGELING Be ready to have a regulated debate tho!

Aka on this blog EVERYONE is welcome, even himophobes but only if they wanna fight

Idk what else to say…

My tags:

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you-have-been-frizzled · 1 year

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I have this headcanon all the Vacker cousins are super competitive and hate each other and every family gathering is their parents not so subtly comparing them to see who gets to be the Golden Child so they all hate Fitz bc he's Fallon (the grandpa lmao)'s favorite bc of how consistantly he's the Child of The Gathering(TM) and now that he's offically a part of a rebellion and has been banished but is also on Team Valiant they're not sure if they can verbally express their hatred so they just passive aggressively attack him and Biana however they can and god knows Alden and Della do nothing to stop it.

Also I love that headcanon. Keefe calls Sophie Starlight tbh <3

ok that actually makes like a TON of sense and i love Fitz being Fallon’s favorite. your headcannon it actually works with my ocs (i’ll explain tomorrow if you want) because they actually make the family look bad not good

and yes i love that! so so much!

#world building headcannon #hmm #oooh #the Vacker will get any person who makes one of their family members a bad match banished #and they have like a Vacker privilege when it comes to getting banished #thanks for the ask!#kotlc #kotlc headcanons #🍓strawberry shortcakes arrowhead #fitz avery vacker #kotlc fitz #fitz vacker #i’ve gotta go to bed but i will tell you the story in the morning

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iridiscent-aesthetics · 3 years

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Head Cannon of Az being jealous when he sees Gwyn and Eris talking?

Hey! Thanks for asking! This is my first time writing a headcannon so I'm aware its not very perfect but I hope y'all like it!

It hurt to watch them like that. No, It didn't hurt to see Mor lean into Emerie and whisper something into her ear making the female blush furiously. It didn't hurt to see Nesta and Cassian nestled in each other's arms so irrevocably in love with each other. He didn't feel envious when Rhys watched Feyre and Nyx with starlight dancing in his gaze. He hadn't found jealousy anywhere in the corner of his thoughts when he saw Elain smile shyly at Lucien and look at him as if he was her only sun while he was comically explaining something throwing his hands in the air. No. Azriel didn't feel that gut wrenching pain of realization that he was utterly alone. He didn't feel envious of any of his friends' happiness. No. He felt happy for them. Truly.

It was them. It troubled him hugely to see that male talk to her. To see fucking Eris Vanserra absolutely smitten talking to Gwyneth. It hurt him that Gwyn seemed equally interested in associating with the likes of Eris. It made him envious to the depths of his soul to hear Gwyn's melodious laughter along the hall and know that he wasn't the one that caused her cackle. He was watching the Autumn court heir and the Vaylkrie across the room; engrossed in conversation, either oblivious to the rest of the world around them. Azriel clutched his wine glass firmly, his knuckles white and shadows aggressively swarming around him. "Stop sulking and go take action thundercloud." He turned to his side to see Amren twirling her wine pretending it was blood. "I understand that I might not be the best person for relationship advice. But it is glaringly obvious that you're considering the million ways to kill Eris." She said with a slight smirk and knowing glow in her eyes. Indeed he was deliberating all the ways he could make Eris suffer. "And as much as I would enjoy that, the night court finds an ally in him and hence I'll have to prevent you from doing so. Instead, how about you man up and go do something about that." She said pointing a sharp finger at the two redheads. "What, how do I.." Az began with an almost whine. "Don't ask me how boy. You're half a millennia old. If I had my way I'd already have kissed the priestess." Az gave her a look of complete disbelief before shaking it off in realization that the tiny female might hold true to her word. He gathered all the courage he had and walked across the room to Gwyn thinking of how to get her attention to him. Would he tell Eris to simply fuck off, that he was troubling his Gwyn? But Gwyn didn't seem troubled. Would he ask Gwyn to have a word about her training and carry her as far away as possible from everyone else? The question of training at this ceremony seemed uncalled for, but anything to get Eris away from Gwyn. As he approached them he finally saw Gwyn completely up close. She was radiant. There were no words to describe her beauty. There she was the light of his life, in a turquoise dress that brought out the color of her beautiful eyes with sleeves that fell from her shoulders, dress bunched at her waist and then flowing down in a gradient of dark blue to her ankles like a fountain. Her wild chestnut hair left loose today and dancing with the wind. She seemed to have try and tamed them with a bunch of star shaped clips on one side that reminded him of her freckles and the constellations they made. How many times had he had to refrain himself so hard from holding her beautiful face in his hands and kissing all of those freckles, counting them and tracing the constellations he could form. Her bright teal eyes stood out even more today outlined by kohl while her lips were painted a plush peach. Mother how he wanted to kiss those divine lips. Az stopped dead in his tracks. He shouldn't be thinking of Gwyn in such a way. After all that she had been through, she didn't need Az thinking of her like this, with desire. She deserved better than this. Better than him. He was about to turn back when he caught eye of Eris looking at Gwyn with such fondness. Az couldn't stop himself then, He walked straight up to them. About to punch Eris straight in the nose when Gwyn looked at him with a glimmer in her teal eyes with the brightest of smiles. "Shadowsinger! Hello!" "Spymaster. What brings you here to us?" Eris bit at him as if annoyed to be disturbed. Azriel cut him a short glare and focused back to his priestess. What would he say now, why had he come here to them. "Gwyneth," he gave her his softest smiles "A dance?" His words tumbled out surprised of his own boldness. Gwyn seemed to consider him a heartbeat, enough for him to fear his rejection, before she answered, "It would be my honor, of course. Excuse me Eris, I'll get back to you." She threw him a promising smile to which the male mocked a bow "I'll be holding up to you on that." He said

with a wink and kissed her hand before turning away. Az tensed. He was going to kill Eris, for so much as looking at Gwyn and then he had dared to talk to her, wink at her and Kiss her hand! He was going to rip that sorry excuse of a male to shreds. Ally or what may go to hell. "Shadowsinger?" Came that familiar voice, Az couldn't stop glaring at the eldest Vanserra as he made his way though the crowd. White hot anger seeping his veins and calling at him for violence. "Azriel?" Gwyn placed a steady hand on his stiffened chest. Was it the way he finally heard his name on her lips in her melodious voice, or was it how her touch to his chest unlocking something deep within, he felt a simmering gold ribbon making way out as he turned to look at Gwyn. The ribbon reached from him to her. Was this it? Was this the mating bond? No, it couldn't be. He was delusional. He had been so obsessed with a mating bond that he was now imaging things. Gwyn couldn't be his mate. She was so much more than him. Strong and courageous, beautiful and determined, she was glowing happiness and light. In no way did he deserve her, his scarred hands and tainted soul, the overwhelming darkness in him. His intimidating shadows and him, a hopeless monster. She saved all those children at Sangravah, at the expense of her own. And him? He couldn't even save her, couldn't be there for her on time. No Gwyn was so better than him, there was no way the Cauldron would bless him with a mate and more at that, such a wondrous mate, no matter how much he desired it to be true. It was not, this was the final stage of mania hallucinations. And as if on cue, the ribbon bridging them reduced to a faint presence. "Is there something wrong?" Came her soothing voice again, breaking him away from his darkest thoughts threatening to spiral down to his worst of nightmares. It took all his five hundred years of being a Spymaster to forge his expression neutral before looking into the depths of her oceanic eyes with his darkened gaze. Gwyn's eyebrows furrowed with concern and confusion. For him. Mother above, she was adorable. One look at her and he was smiling, "Nothing at all, Shall we?" He gave her his arm and beckoned to the dance floor. Gwyn yet seemed unconvinced but didn't complain as she walked by him to the midst of the floor. As a slow song played, Az snaked his arm around her waist and held her hand in another as she placed one on his shoulder, slowly swaying to the tune, smiling contently. "That was the first time you called me by name." Her eyes widened a fraction "I- I didn't, I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable." Now it was his turn for his eyes to widen "What-Gwyneth, No. I liked it." A blush creeped up his neck. "It felt nice, hearing my name from you." She took a second to consider and then one corner of her lips curled up as she answered "Well then I'll make sure to call you Azriel more often Azriel." To that he laughed, laughed from deep within in his heart. Marvelling at how his name sounded rolling off her tongue. And at that moment, with Gwyn in his arms, looking up at him with her wide, beautiful eyes and bright smile, such adoration. His shadows swirling around them; in their darkness making Gwyn glow brighter than ever, that faint ribbon twirling around them pulling them closer to each other. As something sparked in his chest once more, Az decided; he wanted this. He wanted this feeling for the rest of his life. Nothing more, nothing less. And he would do anything to make Gwyn smile. He would be the darkness to her light.

I tried! Always open for suggestions and feedback. Feel free to send me Head Canons and other prompts!

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lozzique · 7 years

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Dustin likes to help Dinah bake pies.

#headcannon?#starlight express #Dinah #Dustin

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radioves · 3 years

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oo yeah oo woo Seawing Royalty HCs

Many, many centuries ago, even before Darkstalker’s time, a program was set in place by the current queen during that time where royal dragons could only breed with what the queen considered “pure-blood”, which essentially boiled down to meaning only other royal dragons.

The program resulted in many strange mutations, the most notable one being warmer colors of scales in the royal family, compared to commoners deep blue and emerald green scales that matched the sea around them, coming in colors that resembled Skywings more than Seawings such as ruby red and salmon pink.

The program was upheld for a several generations, before royal scientists discovered the harmful effects of such a small gene pool it was creating, though it still took until the next queen was crowned for her to remove the rule set in place and allowing the royal family to breed with other, non-royal dragons.

Slowly, the more deforming genes were bred out, but the scale color gene stayed recessive, sometimes even being sought after for its unique appearance, resulting in dragons like Queen Pearl’s pale pink scales, Queen Coral’s hibiscus-red gleam, and Anemone’s rosy accents.

[I headcannon Pearl’s scales are a pearly pink color and Coral is the same color as some types of coral shh]

Royals breeding with commoners has also resulted in more colors in between the cherry reds and sapphire blues, such as mossy greens, bright yellows, rich purples as seen in Tortoise and Indigo, and, rarely, dull greys as seen in Shark.

Breeding between royals and commoners can also result in deformed wing patterns, instead of the usual swirling patterns and talon-print patches, it can come in circles, stripes, or rarely, a simple line along the edge of the membrane.

Seawings who are found with these patterns are usually sent to have them tattooed over, to avoid being confused with actual members of the royal bloodline, though dragons born outside of the kingdom usually are free to keep them as they are usually not full members, or simply hybrids.

The wing patterns can still vary wildly, even in the royal bloodline, ranging from simple sprouting loops to Moray’s talon-print patterning, to full displays of sweeping arches and splattered speckles that resemble a dragonets talon-paintings strewn across their wings.

Wings patterns start out very small as a dragonet, starting out as small, tightly curled buds like fern fiddleheads, slowly unfurling as they grow, fully opening up once they’re 7-9 years old, depending on how fast they grow, and dragons who are full-blooded royal, such as the queen and her heirs, can rarely have swirled markings spread all over their body as they grow older.

This phenomenon can happen in non-royals, too, shoulder and face markings spreading to become blobby, yet unique glowing scales, but royal dragons are special, as their scales can trail into looping and sweeping markings that resemble starlight vines crawling across their body.

Some queens tattoo over the longest curls, but many like to flaunt their glowing vines, culture believing the long stripes resemble the beauty and complexity of royalty, only setting them higher up on the podium of importance due to the rarity of this mutation.

There is even a small, volunteer-run museum of sorts that records the queens who carried the most beauty with them, started by an extremely loyal Seawing with a fixation for their queen, it lists off many royal dragons with the most unique scales, ranging from a princess who expressed scales that resembles peaches, to a queen whose scales glowed like a comet.

#wings of fire #wings of fire seawing #wings of fire headcanons #ask to tag #because HOW DO YOU TAG IMPLIED INBREEDING—#r.transcription

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 4 years

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Can i request for a headcannon of the event (i know it's not out yet) where Yuu secretly makes a wish that she wants to be alone with Deuce and make a love confession~

...Well, it is out now! What better time to celebrate than with a piece for our favorite wholesome ex-delinquent?

Please note that this piece is being published before the release of the second part of the Wish Upon a Star event so some details may be inaccurate.

***Warning: some event spoilers ahead!***

Imagine this...

“I wish...to become the greatest magician ever!”

No sooner did Grim finish uttering his words did the Wishing Star in his paws lit up. From its core came a bright light, pulsating and beating like a heart in the throes of excitement. A wish, granted life.

“Ehhh, I expected nothing less from you,” Deuce mused, accepting the Wishing Star from Grim. A warm glow washed over his face, painting him in starlight. His serious eyes held a sparkle to them.

You couldn’t help but find yourself staring--not at the star, but at him.

Deuce is just too cute for this world.

He glanced over, and you quickly snapped your eyes away.

“It really is a shame though, (Y/N).” Deuce sighed, frowning down at the Wishing Star in his palms, “that the headmaster only gave you one wish between you and Grim.”

“I-It’s fine, it’s fine!” you insisted, holding up both of your hands. “I mean, Grim and I do count as one student...and the rule is, one wish per student, right?”

“Well, yeah! I know that, but...that doesn’t mean you still shouldn’t get the chance to participate in this holiday ‘n all.” Deuce scratched the back of his head and regarded you bashfully. “I feel kinda guilty as a Stargazer if I don’t hear out your wish, too.”

“My minion’s wish is my wish!” Grim interrupted, a smug grin planted on his furry face. “Buuut the great and benevolent Grim-sama supposes he can allow his minion this one luxury!”

“Thanks for your blessing,” you chuckled, giving him a good head pat. Grim was mid protest, but it soon gave way into a contented purr. “Hm...my wish, huh?”

“Yes! Your wish--what is it? Please tell me!” Deuce regarded you with eager eyes, expression solemn and transfixed. Like a spell cast, freezing the time just a minute before midnight.

A faint blush tinged your cheeks.

“I-I...” you choked on your words. Swallowed them. Tried again, but your throat was as parched as Scarabia’s desert.

No way--there was just no way you could admit to him that all you really wanted...was to have some privacy to properly confess to him.

“...Is something wrong?” Deuce frowned, concern crossing his face. “Ah, maybe...maybe you don’t know exactly what you want? I-if that’s the case, I’m sorry if it sounded like I was pressuring you into talking!”

“No, no--” you shook your head frantically. The last thing you wanted was for Deuce to feel guilty. “My wish is just a little...embarrassing.”

“It’s fine! I promise I won’t laugh--I swear on my honor as a man!” Deuce declared, thumping a fist over his heart. “You can count on it!”

You giggled, your anxiety easing a little. “...Alright, I’ll tell you.”

Deuce leaned forward, his brows crinkling together.

Focusing.

“See, there’s this boy that I like. He’s kind of dumb, but he’s sweet and he’s earnest. He means well and he tries his best in everything that he does,” you explained dreamily. “I...I wish that I could be alone with him--so that I can tell him how I feel.”

Deuce nodded firmly. “Understood! I...I will definitely make sure your wish comes true, (Y/N)!”

You let out a weak laugh. “How’re you gonna do that without the power of a Wishing Star, silly?”

“We don’t need that at all!” Deuce reassured you, gently bonking your forehead. “All we need’s faith, trust, and a little pixie dust--that’s the real magic that makes your dreams come true!”

Your fingers trailed to where he had touched you. Your skin still slightly tingled--and there were butterflies (or perhaps baby chicks?) in your stomach.

Illuminated by the light of a Wishing Star was Deuce Spade--wide-eyed and grinning from ear-to-ear. Shining brighter than the sun and the moon themselves.

A breathtaking Stargazer.

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #Deuce Spade #Reader #self insert #Deuce Spade x Reader #Reader x Deuce Spade #spoilers #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland requests #twisted wonderland scenarios #imagine this

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girls night

#just remembered this i never posted #featuring a new pinker/darker color scheme i'm trying for wrench #wrench is actually the shortest out of the three btw joule is leaning down a bit (volta is the tallest component)#actually while im on about their heights ALL the components are very tall. wrench is just the shortest still #my art style doesn't work so well with this but: wrench's eyes are purple (triangle pupils). joules are orange. and volta's are silver #i don't talk about starex with anybody ever so all my headcannons have to go into the tags of random art posts :(#starlight express #starex #stex #starlight express fanart #wrench the repair truck #joule the dynamite truck #volta the freezer truck #“DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT TOOK TO GET A REAL SMILE OUT OF WRENCH FOR THIS SHOT” -joule probably #art or whatever

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Freya, the Operatic Queen

I finally came up with a Jellicle OC, which is something I truthfully never thought I would do!

However, seeing such wonderful posts from @the-cat-at-the-theatre-door, @theimpossiblescheme, @1taliart-stargayce, and @storyweaverofgondor (please let me know if you want me to remove tagging any of you) where they introduce and breath life into original characters or swing Cats from the many productions of CATS over the last 40 years has inspired me to create a character of my own.

Admittedly, she is a bit self-indulgent, as Freya allows me to expand and connect my headcannons for characters, but that is part of the appeal of CATS! It allows for insertions like this which do not detract from the main show, but do help expand the background relationships and histories of characters.

The amazing Jemi created art for her here.

Here are my headcannons for Freya, along with other headcannons that she plays into. It is below the cut as it is a bit long:

Three Words: Sensitive, Caring, Genuine

Named after the Norse goddess associated with love, beauty, fertility, and gold, who rides a chariot pulled by two cats. (Also named Freya because I ADORE Freya Rowley who was in CATS (2019) as Jellylorum, Tantomile in the UK Tour 2014, and a Swing in the UK Tour 2013).

Breed and appearance wise, Freya would be a Traditional (Doll-Faced) white Persian, or a solid white Norwegian Forest Cat, with striking gold eyes. (For those unfamiliar with cat breeds, a longhaired, fluffy white cat).

Freya is Victoria’s and Mistoffelees’ mother, and she is the sister of Bustopher Jones.

Freya and her brother were both bred as showcats, something that neither enjoyed. Bustopher was the cat who was did better in shows as he was easier to handle and would cooperate for food. Freya would caterwaul and generally did not like to be picked up. She believes cats should be judged on their personality and not on their appearance.

Her and Bustopher were close in childhood, but their lives begin to diverge as they got older, with Bustopher becoming too used to luxury and pampering (as he is adopted to a wealthy family), something that Freya never felt comfortable with.

Freya has a modest home with her human, a professional classical musician, trained in piano and violin, who exposed her to all types of music. Freya most enjoys the operas, arias, and symphonies.

Freya is a stubborn Queen and a perfectionist. She accepts nothing less than the best from everyone, and is even more so expectant at the theatre. Some Cats regarded her as difficult, a fact that she was not one to challenge. In her heart, she knew what she trying to achieve, and that those close to her would appreciate it.

Freya is able to harness the power and magic of the Jellicle Moon, something she found out during her coming of age, which her daughter will discover in the same fashion. Freya’s magical ability manifests itself in the way she sings, so sweetly and so powerfully, instantly eliciting strong emotion. Her voice can be heard far and wide, and it was unmistakable.

The kittens’ father, a Cat who also possesses some power and magic of the Jellicle Moon, is only known to Freya, who takes the secret to her grave.

In a role to protect and support the Tribe, Freya is a lookout and a Cat who alerts the Tribe of danger, as her voice carries over large distances. She does not fight unless absolutely necessary, but is able to take care of herself if required.

Freya sadly passes away fairly young from sickness when Victoria and Mistoffelees are kittens. Although her death does not register much with them at the time, as they are young and not quite able to understand fully, her impression left on them is undeniable. She has embossed her children’s lives with her existence, and the way they express themselves is a derivation of who their mother was.

Freya called Victoria her ‘piccola luna‘ (little moon) and Mistoffelees her ‘luce stellare‘ (starlight). They mean so much to her, and it absolutely destroys her that she will not be in her kittens’ lives physically as they grow older.

She was best friends with Jellylorum and close friends with Grizabella and Jennyanydots, as they were all involved in theatre performances with Gus and Asparagus. Jelly and Griz are more performers, while Jenny and Asparagus are the ones who help prepare and organized the shows. Jenny is the primary costume fabricator, and does occasionally bring her mice and cockroaches to perform in shows.

Knowing her life remaining is short after becoming ill, Freya asks Jellylorum to continue raising Victoria and Mistoffelees on her behalf. It is the hardest conversation Freya will ever have, as she never wanted to admit that she needed help. It also the hardest for Jelly, who was not necessarily prepared for the request (years later, Jelly would again be dealt with a difficult situation, needing to tend to the increasing declining health of Gus), so soon after learning that the Queen she regarded as a sister was dying. Jelly selflessly accepts the request, promising Freya that she would take care of her kittens until the end of her current life. She would never let her down in any capacity, laying down her life if needed.

Jellylorum is initially a bit overwhelmed taking care of two more kittens, and starts to rely on Jenny for assistance, creating a unbreakable queerplatonic partnership between the two, and initializing the future Mom Duo who take care of everyone, especially the kittens of the Tribe. Jelly credits Freya for pushing her and Jenny closer, without knowing it of course. The Everlasting Cat works in unique ways, and Jelly was happy to find someone who understands that romance should not be the forefront of a relationship.

Grizabella, although sad that Freya has passed, begins to realize that she has no competition for stardom with her gone (not that Freya wanted fame; on the contrary, she wanted to forget her show days and live quietly), and begins to change. Grizabella starts to feel like she has been ignored and taken for granted by the theatre group, who in her mind have held her back from her dreams. As Jelly and Jenny begin to focus most of their energy in helping to raise their kittens, they spend less time at the theatre, and Grizabella begins to feel alone. She grows more distant from the theatre group and the tribe as a whole, eventually leaving in search of her dreams of the Glamour Cat, and the recognition she believes she deserves.

Victoria and Mistoffelees have inherited some of the magic from their parents, which would not be known to them until they have grown up, and is something is discovered by both of them when coming of age.

Their mother never explicitly told them that they may grow up to be tied to the Jellicle Moon, as she never got the chance, and they were too young. She could feel that her kittens had the same, if not more, power than she had. She wanted her kittens to be able to understand for themselves their inherited magic. The only other Cat who was told this was Jelly when Freya asked her to take care them. Jelly does not say a word to anyone, even Jenny, in her time raising the kittens.

Victoria first feels the power of the Jellicle Moon within herself during the White Cat Solo. It is a nervous energy that she never quite has felt and guides her movements throughout. She looks to the Moon for guidance and falls into a trance. Time slows down and Victoria is flooded with the memories of her first dancing for her mother, their paws together following a rhythm. Then the memory of Victoria’s first solo dance, the pride in Freya’s golden eyes watching her daughter move more elegantly than she ever could imagine. There is familiarity and comfort to the trance, wrapping around her and warming inside, and Victoria realizes that her mother Freya is shining down on her. Her mother has always been beside her in spirit, looking down from the Heaviside Layer, proud to watch her little moon become the Queen she is. She also feels this power leading the Ball, where the energy is a focused burning inside of her. Victoria feels less burdened by uncertainty knowing that Freya is close to her, even if she can only sense it. Freya’s pride for Victoria is bestowed upon her now, as her mother always thought that she would be a special Queen, purer than she could be, and a beacon of light shining at even the darkest of times.

Mistoffelees first discovers his connection to the Jellicle Moon when alone one night, not long before the annual Ball. The same nervous energy felt by Victoria is felt also by Misto, but manifests in the form of electricity. At first he is scared of his powers, but as beings to discover more he reigns in control of them, and learns how to perform other feats of magic. He keeps this to himself initially, until he has to explain to a curious beast onlooker how he just teleported himself from one pile of trash to another, when he thought he was curled up by the fire. He makes Tugger swear to not say anything, which may otherwise hurt his standing with the Jellicles, considering their past with Macavity. Rescuing Old Deuteronomy is the first time Mistoffelees shows his abilities to the Tribe, much to their surprise, and perhaps fright?

Freya would act beside Gus as Griddlebone in performances of Growltiger’s Last Stand, which was the highlight of any theatre performance put on by the Jellicles. She loved to sing the operatic highs of the Lover's Duet and let herself be dramatic as the flamboyant Queen, showing her less serious side that was somewhat hidden in apprehension.

In honour of Freya, the theatre group continues on the performances of Growltiger, where Jellylorum dresses up like the Operatic Queen, in a costume of a fluffy white cat. It keeps Freya’s legacy alive with the Tribe, and allows Victoria and Mistoffelees to have some physical connection with their mother, something that Jelly feels is her duty to create.

#CATS the Musical #CATS Musical #Jellicle OC #Freya #Did you expect me to make an OC who was not a fluffy white cat?#You should not be surprised by this then #This became longer than I anticipated but it feels good to just write out my thoughts #I feel so happy with this #This is what I meant by fleshing out details #I think I wrote everything I thought of #I wish I could draw what I have in mind for what Freya looks like #Victoria #Mistoffelees #Griddlebone #Jellylorum #Jennyanydots #Bustopher Jones #Grizabella #Dredging up my headcannon that Jelly and Griz were close when younger #As they put on performances with Gus and Aspargus at the theatre #But now we have an added Queen #And Jenny's involvement #Jelly is the nicest and sweetest cat #I also shamelessly write my Jennylorum/Jellydots relationship headcannon because I can #They love each other #If you read this post #I thank you #You all inspire me to write #Maybe I will write more at some point #The White Cat Speaks

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