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2-dsimp · 2 months

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A/n: hey yall this is my first ever yandere collab that I did with my dear mutual @yandere-dreams-but-not-really and I’ve never knew how much fun it’d be collabing with others until I did so with them ＜3

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Yandere company Bros

The eldest brother

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→ CW: Yandere tendencies, unhealthy coping methods, obsessive/possessive behavior, Judas needs a hug, internal company conflict

Synopsis: 【You were a new intern for hire at the grand Acer international company ran by the Kinzen family. And you stood out amongst your colleagues by being capable, ambitious, and dedicated to the craft! All the qualities of a true corporate slave which may have attracted some unheeded attention from the future inheritors of said company itself. Ultimately you ended up getting sucked into an internal family succession battle between the youngest and the eldest brother…Let’s just hope you make it out in ONE PIECE.】

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【Eldest brother! Judas was never the type to believe in love at first sight. Despite his father always ranting on about how he fell for his strict mother at first glance. He never truly understood what it meant to feel a romantic love for someone. Throughout his highscool and college years he’s never had a crush or been in a relationship for that matter.】

【But all his reservations went out the window when he saw you, a well put together newbie walking past the doors of the well established business owned by him and his family. Encompassing an essence that of a fresh summer breeze which completely disarmed him.】

【Truly he thought he worked himself to death and was blessed with the sight of an angel who came down to take him away from his mundane life. Of being in his mother, Isidore’s shadow as a prominent businesswoman. Known across the world for her cutthroat business conduct.】

【Eldest brother! Judas was at a loss for words as you stepped up to him with those bright attentive eyes. And offered to help take on the loaded stacks of papers he was lugging into his office with an altruistic smile. The fact that he knew you didn’t know who he was at that time and was this naturally sweet. As opposed to everyone else who usually try coming to his aide with ulterior motives】

【Made His motherfucking heart grip at the enclosure of his rib cage at how you just politely interjected yourself in his space to go ahead and take half of his work load off of him. while he was stunned stupid too flabbergasted to even utter a sentence.】

【This socially stunted stoic man was trying his best to keep his mind afloat as he’s never been affected by such intense emotions before in his 23 years of living. He didn’t know how to act as he tended to isolate himself from his peers. In turn for studying business till his nose bled and working himself up the corporate food chain.】

【Eldest brother! Judas resembled that of a black cat who was looking in pure awe of his new fixation which wasn’t work or studying. His pristine appearance was now unkept with hairs falling flat in his face from how caught off guard he was. Finding himself mindlessly trailing after the new bubbly intern in long strides.】

【When yall reached his office he struggled to find the words to thank you. But his haywire brain opted to abruptly encase your hand in his and bring it towards his bleeding heart. as he gave you what seemed to be a death stare inherited from his mother but in reality was an expression full of gratitude, obsession, and adoration.】

【Congratulations you’ve unknowingly seduced the eldest heir of the Kinzen family. And there’s no take backsies.】

【Eldest brother!Judas is the type to be more or less clingy with his darling. Always calling them to his office to ask for “help” on some assignments. which caused onlookers to give him surprised exchanges. Since the famed hermit workaholic never came out of his dumpster fire of an office to request help of any kind.】

【He just loves seeing you breathe in his general direction. It makes him impulsively grip at the sides of ball pen till it damn near snapped in two. From how His heart is was overflowing with so much pure and genuine infatuation for you.】

【The eldest Kinzen was a ticking time bomb since he always kept everything little thing bottled up inside and never had anyone to confide to unlike his youngest brother Dexter who was a social troglodyte.】

【So as time progresses Judas spends each and every waking moment fantasizing. About what it would be to show you all the admiration that he feels for you. To convey how you’ve turned his world upside down and to emphasize how utterly precious you’d be underneath him due to size difference ahem his management. Working alongside him as his lovely equal/assistant manager.】

【Only one strand of restraint was holding him back from pouncing on you as if he had no good sense. But it was waning with how his meddlesome brother Dexter kept interfering with y’all’s pleasant time together.】

【Eventhough he may have been born with a diamond spoon he was never the one to indulge in it. Not that he could since his mother Isidore was a hard fashioned woman with a strict traditional upbringing. She instilled in her sons that what you earn is what you keep and how there was nothing such as free handouts in the world.】

【And yet since he was the eldest, Isidore made sure to remind him how it was his responsibility to steer his brother in the right direction. Taking her words to heart he always made an effort to accommodate his brother to an extent.】

【In their childhood days whatever Dexter wanted something from Judas. The eldest willingly gave in to him since he could be fussy if he didn’t get what he wanted. But once he noticed the eyes Dexter made at you whilist making you laugh from his charm.】

【Something snapped inside Judas. He didn’t like the way Dexter was trying to put dibs on you in his subtle hand placement on your waist. He despised how happy you sounded from the half baked jokes of the Youngest. He hated how easy it was for Dexter to strike up a conversation with you and be in your general presence without need for work excuses.】

【Don’t look at his brother look at him sure he may not have the best social ques or a way with words but he’ll treat you right. Judas will take care of you as if you were a queen to the throne of his heart.】

“I’ll be good, I’ll be perfect just for you… All I want is for you to look at me, focus only on me, Please don’t look elsewhere with those eyes of yours. I just wanna be yours. So choose me, not him.”

【He’d seldom show you in the most intense ways possible, the depraved man he’s become. Falling weak to his needs to hug you, to kiss you, to embrace you, to show you all the love that he can possibly show you. Within his iron grasp since you’re the one thing that he’ll never give up to his youngest sibling no matter how much tries to tempt you away from him.】

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lonelyfresita · 5 months

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Can we talk about how Dexter is the only brunette in his family and how that is a great representation of how invisible he is to his parents? My knowledge about blonde hair and genetics might be limited, but I do know that natural blonde hair is hard to maintain and that with time, it can become brown. So probably Dexter had blonde hair, but due to the lack of care coming from his parents and servants alike, it became brown.

Or you know, you can also say that he dyes his hair to be *☆•°different°•☆* but I like my theory more 😌

#i donno #just thinking about how Dexter was very clearly a hipster and what that represented #I don't know much about being the middle child since I'm the youngest girl of 5 and the 2nd youngest overall #I do know that usually the youngest take all the attention and the oldest takes all the expectations #so probably the only expectation put in Dexter is to not stand in the way of his brother's achievements #Man...I love Dexter #he looks like a basic nerd with not much personality but he really has a lot of depth #eah #ever after high #dexter charming #eah dexter #And yes #I don't like the representation of king charming in Class of Classics #that comic gets a lot of things right but WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT DARING'S DAD WAS A NERD IS HIGH SCHOOL #nonsense!!

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callsigns-haze · 3 months

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Short Love

➛ Masterlist

Summary: The is about widowed father Bradley Bradshaw who enlists his brother-in-law Jake Seresin and childhood best friend Robert Floyd to help raise his three daughters, eldest Donna Jo Margaret (D.J for short), middle child Stephanie and youngest Michelle in his San Diego home.

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

warnings: There is a separate warning for each chapter. This series is 18+ as it will contain mature themes. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Prologue

Chp 1

Chp 2

Chp 3

Chp 4

Chp 5

Chp 6

Chp 7

tagging:

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dontmixpaintinyourcoffee · 1 year

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EAH was one of my very favorite cartoons as a kid, and I've been enjoying it's renaissance very much, so REDESIGNS!!! (I've done a bunch over a couple months and put them on Instagram, but I figured I'd move them here cause Instagram sucks, so if you've seen them before over there that's why)

I think the original designs are aesthetically pleasing, but they're not super practical for the characters- case in point! Gay icon Darling Charming

I'm gonna put all my design notes under the cut so if you don't care about that carry on, have a nice day

Darlings original design is fun, but it doesn't serve an obvious purpose, at least not that I can see. She clearly wears armor on the outside of her outfit, the Marie Antoinette poof is a bit strange to me, and she has very little visually tying her to Dexter and Daring. I wanted to emphasize her secrecy, but also her passion for puzzle solving, riddles, combat tactics, ect. when she's around the people she trusts (as if the queer metaphor wasn't obvious enough)

Here are some details that just make me happy

-First, the hair. I knew I wanted to give the White Knight a more unique look, and I wanted to simplify it overall. I LOVE the original armor, but it would be a huge pain to animate, and I don't have the patience for that, so I went for a masquerade-ball-three-musketeers-vibe. The braided bun is still a fancy, regal style, but it's a lot easier for her to manage in her uniform

-I tried to synthesize the color schemes of the Charming siblings. They all have a pit of yellow, a bit of pinkish red, a bit of blue. The twins lean heavy into yellow and blue, with splashes of red where thematically appropriate. Darling doesn't really communicate with Daring much, so she has the least amount of red. I think having more muted colors in comparison to her brothers also emphasizes the fact that she's hiding herself. She is very much defying her family with her ambitions, and she has to work hard to keep it under wraps. Sort of related, I gave her a tooth gap, because it's a cute design detail, but also to act as a "flaw" to contrast with Daring. Daring's primary physical trait is his ungodly perfect teeth, so I thought it'd be fun to give her an "imperfect" trait, like Dexter and his glasses. There's nothing actually wrong with them, but it's a failure to reach the insane expectations that the Charming family has cultivated over the generations. Basically the Charmings are petty and I feel bad for the youngest generation.

-Speaking of concealment! There are a couple bits that I thought would be fun to hide throughout her outfit. First, the skirt is flowy enough and the shirt is positioned just right so that you can't tell, but she has pieces of leather armor on at all times. She saves the plates for wonderland. She also wears gloves to hide the callouses on her fingers from swordfighting! She also probably keeps knives in her hair somewhere. Pulling a small switchblade out of the base of her bun just seems like something she would do

-Final thing, I gave her a scar! From what I can tell, she's always been very rough-and-tumble, so I gave her a scar over her brow. She likes to pretend it's from a Mysterious Incident to mess with her friends, but really she was wrestling Daring when they were like, 4 and 6, and she bonked her face into a table. She got over it real fast, but Daring got a long lecture about it, and that's when he started getting over-protective about her

#eah headcanons #eah #ever after high #ever after high art #eah fanart #darling charming #eah redesign #coffeepaintart #yes I have thought about this cartoon for children designed to sell dolls from almost a decade ago for far too long why do you ask

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bones4thecats · 5 months

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heyaa can i request a hades , Poseidon , Thor , (and if you can) Buddha with a fem!tansai seikun! reader?

((this is how reader look like))

Basically the reader is a goddess of calamity , misfortune that Zeus has personally choose. To fight against humanity

How would the ror character(a.k.a the reader husband) react when she fight against like one of the humanity fighter and absolutely demolished em outta existance with her 12 shikigami with zero scratches

Like they know she was strong but they didnt expect her to be this strong and then what is the aftermath when the reader finally meet up w their hubby??

Alsp maybe can you please add a scene of like the reader just basically tormenting a God outta pure mischief whilst their husband just stare at her with the "i am awestruck , crazy in love with this sadistic woman i married" look

btw the reader is a sadistic type like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland type but a bit more serious

(srry if i Made too much unimportant stuff , i love your writing and honestly i just cant Refrain myself from requesting im sorry if this is alot , tyyy)

A/N: Sorry, I couldn’t think of anything for Buddha, as she fights against Humanity while he fights for Humanity. I hope you do like the parts I did write! Enjoy~~

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You looked at your opponent, known as ‘The Luckiest Idiot In History’, you stood against Timothy Dexter, who was known for his very stupid rags-to-riches story

Lord Dexter looked at you and tipped his hat off, bidding you a good match, you just smirked a completely black smile as your empty eyes looked into his soul

“ What is your name, madam? “ “ You intend to challenge me without knowing that? Is it boldness or just disrespect? Oh well, whatever. I am Y/N, the Goddess of Calamity, reflect on the name of the one who will end you. ” “ Y/N, Goddess of Calamity. I already have. “ “ Now then, should we get started? “

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💀 Your husband sat by his nephews, Ares and Hermes, and his youngest brother, Zeus, while you and this ‘Timothy Dexter’ prepared for battle

💀 He initially was very upset with Zeus about having you fight, what if the human Brunhilde chose could give you a hard time?

💀 But seeing how your completely black eyes lit up and how you accepted on the cost that there was a border around the people inside, knowing your power’s extent

💀 Hades watched as Timothy tilted his hat down and sent a hoard of knives towards you, and as you brushed them away with ease, they simply went around him

💀 He sat at the edge of his seat near the end, watching how no matter what attack you sent towards the human, he somehow avoided it

💀 You smirked when he landed a decent blow nearby you, and you decided to say, screw it

💀 Holding your hand up, you chanted the words;

“ 12 Shikigami, attack. “

💀 Once the final attack landed on him, you smirked and watched as he turned into green shards and faded into nothing as Humanity had a mixture of angry screams and laughs

💀 Hades looked at you as you walked back inside and you just smiled and hugged him, and all he could think as he watched you torment Loki while battles continued was;

“ What a lovely wife I have. “

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🔱 Poseidon and you had a habit of watching humans fail things and chuckle about it, but you did it because it made you laugh and he did it because it helped feed his ego

🔱 When you were summoned for battle, Poseidon kissed your head and watched from his seat as you began to happily mess around with the attacks of Timothy Dexter’s

🔱 He looked at the human with disgust when a knife nearly hit you

🔱 Seeing you just dodge and attack the human, proving the attacks were fruitless if direct, he narrowed his eyes

🔱 Poseidon watched as you kicked and beat the Humanity Ally with your 12 Shikigami and he smirked lightly as he died slowly

🔱 Hearing the screams of celebration from the Gods annoyed him, but seeing you fly up and hug your best friend Loki and then give himself a kiss on the cheek made him pull you onto his lap to rest, you had no injuries to tend to, so why waste time?

🔱 You and your husband looked down on Humanity with different reasonings, his because of superiority, and you because of your sadism

🔱 And if he disagreed, he’s lying, he had hearts in his eyes watching you sadistically massacre the human whom he deemed ‘too annoying’ for life

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🌩️ Thor had met you through Loki centuries ago, and now you were married and fighting to the death in Ragnarok

🌩️ He knew you could handle yourself very well, so hearing that Zeus chose you to fight made him smirk, knowing it was gonna be a very short match

🌩️ Not being fond of the human who had greeted you so teasingly is something that he definitely felt

🌩️ Staring at the human from his stance by his father and cousin, anyone could feel the tension between the Norse God of Thunder and the dubbed ‘Luckiest Idiot in History’

🌩️ Watching you fight made him itch for his match, which was set after yours

🌩️ But it distracted him when the knives and constant random attacks that Timothy sent out would nearly hit you, but seeing your smirk and begin to torment the human’s brain got him feeling butterflies

🌩️ When you were announced as the winner, he stood by the Gods’ walkway and hugged you once you made it to him

“ My bolt, I congratulate you on your battle. “ “ I cannot wait to see you fight, my love. I hope you make the human writhe in pain~ “

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just-right-mirror-cast · 5 months

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My Ever After High AU (explaining)

I decided to make this post to inform the public and fans of ever after high about my book/fanfic.

This fanfic is set in the modern world, with everything it's entitled to, just with some changes added to this world that I created

From the beginning it was created with a focus only on Apple White and Darling Charming. But if I decide to change, in the midst of their story, the story of other characters will begin to grow.

I will give a small summary.

"Dear charming, the youngest daughter of one of the most influential families in Storybrook, after five years decides to return to her hometown. After studying exchange in France, and studying the first two years of high school at a boarding school in Switzerland. Your heart decided it needed something more homely.So this is the new student at Ever After High.

"Apple White, The eldest daughter of actress Dianna White, the most famous preppy that exists in Ever After (lesbian). One of the proteges of the Charming family, especially Marylin, the matriarch. Since she will know about the existence of her younger sister of Daring, there was no curiosity that wouldn't kill her. Little does the blonde know that she's coming back."

But anyway, I'll make a summary here about some interesting things about my AU. (I don't have a name yet, help pls)

An interesting thing about where this world takes place. It takes place in New England, in the city of Worcester. Most of the characters live in a historic neighborhood called Storybrooke, (yes, in my AU, it's in Massachusetts, not Maine). Now, Ever After High's school is in Bookend, a neighboring neighborhood, in fact, the city center.

The White family and Queen family have a connection. (in addition to both being rival companies in the legal field). Raven queen's father and younger brother of Dianna White's late father. It's clear that Regina and Dianna never got along. (will be explained better in the future).

Daring, Dexter and Darling are Ashlynn Ella's cousins. Yes, her parents are brothers. But be sure that both patriarchs do not have a healthy relationship, which generates a lot of intrigue. (there will be explanations in the future).

Now.

I will post things here on Tumblr like the character's aesthetic, interactive, I will answer questions and everything will be attributed.

I hope you really like it, for those who don't want to read it, you can still follow everything I post here

(AVAILABLE in PORTUGUESE on WATTPAD and SPIRIT FANFIC)

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lilith-kruger · 1 year

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THE QUEEN VISENYA TARGARYEN : Visenya, the oldest sister, was as much a warrior as he was Aegon; as comfortable with the coat of mail as adorned with silks. He was holding the long sword valyria dark twin and handled it with dexterity, because he had trained with his brother since childhood. Although he had silver and gold hair, and the violet eyes of valyria, his was a beauty hard and austere. Even those who most appreciated it considered it harsh, serious and and relentless; some said he played with poison and ventured into the land of black magic.....At stokeworth, a few ballesteros shot arrows at visenya, until the flames of vhagar ignited the roofs of the castle turret. They also submitted.

PRINCESS VISENYA TARGARYEN :When the infant finally came into the world, it turned out to be a monster: a stillborn girl, torn and deformed, with a hollow in the chest where the heart should be, and a short, thick, scaly tail. Or that's how mushrooms describe it. The dwarf also says that it was he who transported the creature to the yard to cremate it. The deceased girl had been given the name visenya, announced princess rhaenyra the next day, when the milk from the poppy had relieved her worst pain. She was my only daughter and they killed her. They have stolen my crown and killed my daughter, and they must pay for it."

PRINCESS VISERRA TARGARYEN :The youngest of the four, princess viserra, was also of a strong character, but she never cried, and certainly never cried. "Taimada" was a word used to describe her. "Vanity" was another. Viserra was beautiful, all the men coincided. She had been blessed with violet eyes, the golden and silver hair of the authentic targaryen, unblemished black skin, beautiful features, and an elegance that was somewhat disturbing and disconcerting in such a young girl. On one occasion when a young squire told her she was a goddess, she proved him right.

#the queen visenya targaryen #visenya targaryen #visenya targaryen daugther of rhaenyra #viserra targaryen #ABECEDARIOTARGARYEN #valyrianscrolls #pre asoiaf #house targaryen #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #asoiaf fanart #my art digital art #V🐲#fireandblood #fire and blood #the world of ice and fire

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badbatchblog · 29 days

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Hello everyone! This is Omega. Since we've just started up this blog, I thought it would be a good idea to have us introduce ourselves!

I'll go first. Like I said, I'm Omega! I'm the newest member of the Bad Batch, and although I look like the youngest, I'm actually the oldest! I used to live on Kamino working as Nala Se's assistant until my brothers came to rescue me after the Empire took over. I'm really good at using an energy bow and playing strategy games. I have a Tooka doll named Lula that my brother Wrecker gave me. And my Trooper doll too! Oh, and I have a pet! Her name is Batcher, she's a Lurca Hound. Gonky and AZI are part of our family too, but I don't think they'll be joining the blog. Umm. I'm not sure what else to say about myself! I'm still trying to figure things out, honestly. But I'm excited to meet new people and chat with all of you!

Ok, here are my brothers! -Omega ☀

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heya everyone! I'm Wrecker! I like to blow stuff up and eat good food and cause a ruckus! the last part is what Tech and Crosshair say I do anyway haha. I'm the biggest and strongest of all of us and proud of it! I also get called the sweetest one by other people, but idk I think Omega is the sweetest one. I do think of myself as a nice guy tho! just don't get on my bad side hehe. uhh let's see, what else... oh! I only have one eye! my other one's a fake one. if you saw the scar on my head, you'd understand why! oh yeah and I know Omega said I gave Lula to her... which I did! but we still share her. Omega just gets to keep her more often. I don't need Lula THAT much! ...don't listen to anything Crosshair says otherwise. ok I think that's all! lookin' forward to talk with you guys sometime!

-Wrecker 💪🏽

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Hello. This is Tech. I am the main source of information and the main mechanic for the Bad Batch. I possess a high level of intelligence and dexterity that allows for me to bear these titles. I set up this blog as a means for us to get to know the people of this website better, with the hope that it will provide some much-desired information about the society culminated here. In fact, it would be much appreciated if we could get specific information from those who choose to interact with us; anything you're willing to provide will do. Oh. Omega has informed me that this was supposed to just be about myself... I'm afraid the rest will have to wait until another time. Or perhaps saved for potential inquirers. Regardless, I look forward to whatever is gleaned from this experience.

Addendum: It appears as though there's some confusion surrounding my existence. Misinformation, if you will. Well, I can assure you all that this is one hundred percent the real me, and any rumors surrounding my death have been greatly exaggerated. If you require further proof, by all means, ask for it. That is all.

-Tech 🧠

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Echo here. Wrecker already stated it, but I'm actually a former member of the squad. I'm also a former member of the 501st Legion. I still consider myself a part of the family though (and the others do as well), which I appreciate. I have several cybernetic augmentations and limbs, curtesy of the Techno Union, thanks to an accident I endured a few years ago. It's fine, I'm over it now. I've accepted who I am, and if other people can't, then that's their problem. I probably won't be as active here as the others, but I'm more than happy to answer any questions thrown my way.

Thanks. -Echo 🔌

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hey. name's Hunter. i'm the leader of this squad. i have enhanced senses and am good with blades. my face has half a tattoo on it. i like to keep my hair back with a bandana. don't mess with my squad or you'll regret it. i don't know what else to say. i'm no good with technology stuff.

(Addendum: It's true, it took him 15 minutes just to write all of this out. -Tech)

-Hunter 💀

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The name's Crosshair. I'm a sharpshooter, and the best damn one you'll ever meet. If you want to know more about me so badly, then ask me yourself. Information like that doesn't come for free, after all. I don't care how much Omega fusses at me about it either. Like she's doing right now. Yes, that's correct. Keep fussing, kid, and I'll just keep mentioning it. Pout all you want. Cry, even. Anyway... my actions speak louder than my words. Send me questions if you want, I don't care. Just know that you're more likely to get a decent conversation out of me than Hunter. The man can't even capitalize his sentences correctly. So go ahead. Ask me something. Just don't expect anything... pleasant in response.

Oh... and Wrecker was totally lying about Lula.

-Crosshair ❌

#the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #the bad batch rp #tbb rp #mun note: please read the pinned post before interacting; thank you!!

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historia-vitae-magistras · 1 year

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Character Profile - Scotland

Character Name: Scotland. The Kingdom of Scotland. Alba. Alasdair Kirkpatrick. Alexander Kirkland. Alexander Kirk. Alasdair Kirkwood. Alasdair Kirkland. Uncle Alasdair.

Age: 10-12 upon the Roman invasion of the 1st century. 18-20 by 1300. Late 30s, early 40s modern day..

Height: 6'0/182cm.

Physical Description: Tall and musclebound, Alasdair was a warrior and his body still shows it. Broad-shouldered and strong-jawed, the transition from fighter to the financial brain of the British empire matches a large man with surprising grace and dexterity. He carries himself equally well in a boardroom as on a battlefield. The most classically handsome of his brothers but the least agriculturally valuable, he was locked in a triangle with his youngest brother and Francis for centuries, riding on his good looks for much of it. He also contributed much to his brother's children and added enough, especially to Canada. He made the lad damn near a strawberry blonde. He's getting a bit softer in middle age but still easily caber tosses the entire family on a human's strength if permitted. He's got a bit of a grumpy look to him sometimes, but he's also extremely tender-hearted if brusque with those he shares affection with, and those people know what his body language conveys, if subtly.

Eye colour: Blue-green-grey. A bit muddled and changeful like the churning clouds and waters of the highlands.

Hair colour/style: Red-brown curls. The shade of brown you can't tell is red or brown even in bright light. He wears it just long enough to show off the curl too it and often with a matching beard. Arthur is the one more often at sea, but Alasdair often looks like the quintessential seacaptain.

Other distinguishing physical traits: The family brows. Has a smattering of old war wounds that especially act up when he and Arthur are arguing. He and Brighid are also the source of the family dimples but Alasdair has to be positively grinning for them to show.

Personal Appearance/Style: A lot of sweaters, boots and trousers. When he put down the broad sword and picked up the abacus, he became quite interested in finer things and figured if he was stuck in this union with Arthur and Rhys, he might as well get something out of it. He's generally found in quite dull greens, browns and countrymen clothes these days but was once very fond of French fashion. He only wears a kilt on special occasions. Instead of having his own clan tartan or even wearing the national one, he most often wears a woad-blue and white plaid he remembers his mother having a cloak of.

Verbal Style: He can switch between various Scottish accents fairly well, lowland and highland alike. It gets thicker when he's speaking to Arthur to piss him off and when he speaks French because it makes Francis practically swoon. His Latin isn't a good as Brighid's in the modern day, but he's still pretty good with it; he learned languages as needed, especially as the sciences grew through history. Whatever the language of education is, he'll be fluent quickly. An interest in chemistry brought him to modernize his German; he's always loved reading in French.

Level of Education: This is almost impossible to quantify. He was the first country in the world to make education mandatory in the 15th century. He was meant from birth to be a warrior and he was very good at it with there hardly being anyone mortal who could challenge him sword to sword by the time he was as tall as the sword itself, but he was always in his heart more of a druid and a scholar. He's gotten so many degrees and learned so much over his life span its a little insane. And barring Alfred, he was largely in charge of educating Arthur's children. He's an absolute powerhouse at the sciences and maths but loves a good poem too. Physics, chemistry and pharmacy are his specialties and an incredible knowledge of medicine is still building in his head. He's also, of the British isle siblings, the best with money. Arthur is no slouch either but its Alasdair's running of the family money that they scrambled themselves out of poverty several times over before ever having any real international power. Once that started up, he was the real brains behind the money-making.

Occupation: Diplomat, surgeon, financial something or another.

Past Occupations: Doctor, surgeon, cattle raider, financial planner, merchant, trader, fur trapper, teacher, writer, artist, professor, soldier, crofter, farmer, fisherman, sea captain, shipwright, engineer, weaver, banker, etc.

Skills, Abilities or Talents: He's got the brawn to match his brains and is an incredible hand-to-hand fighter. He's a mental math whizz and has memorized almost everything written in Gaelic in the last 100 years. He knows practically all the major scientific disciplines back to front and their experiments and research patterns. He's probably more resistant to cold than Rhys or Arthur. Like all of his siblings,

Admirable Personality Traits: Innovative, resourceful, blunt, nurturing in a crabby sort of way, friendly, reliable, bold and practical.

Negative Personality Traits: Stubborn, impatient, grumpy, taciturn, reserved, slightly superstitious despite his incredible knowledge.

Sense of Humor: Dark, dry, direct, observational, sardonic, pawky.

Physical/Mental illness or affliction: He's probably the least mentally fucked of all his siblings, but that's not saying much. His liver is about as virgin as a dockside brothel. He's got a lot of old war wounds, but only a few bother him, and even then, he's not one to wallow.

Hobbies/Interests: Reading, engineering, hunting, hiking, caber toss, golf, building ill-advised machines with Alfred in the garage.

Favourite Foods: If its fried, he'll fucking love it. He might be the only person on earth who likes Alfred's food as much as Alfred's. He loves Cullen skink, cured meats and cheeses, kedgeree, cranachan, scotch pie or any meat pie, and he'll still pile on rowan jelly on porridge for breakfast. Whisky, of course.

Most important personal item: The torc and penannular brooch his mother gave him is in the national museum, and he has a kilt pin with a chunk of diamond Francis gave him in the 13th century.

Person/friend close to character: He's somehow close to his brothers, all things considered, but he's also on the best terms with Brighid, and they tend to talk more than Brighid does with the other two. He's very close to Arthur if only because they figured out they could control a lot more power and money if they worked together. An uneasy but extremely effective relationship there. And because the Americans will reblog and add a paragraph about how special Scotland is to America if I spent more than five words on Canada, Alasdair played an outsize role in raising Matt. but yes, he's very close to Alfred, who is fascinated with all things Scottish and has the same kind of brain Alasdair does. The Appalachian mountains used to have the same range as the highlands, and the way it was peopled rather shows it.

Brief family history: He was the second child and first son of Brigantia/Brittania in the pre-roman period. He's about 200-300 years younger than Brighid and maybe 400-500 years older than Rhys and Arthur. His relationship with his siblings is complicated but generally more positive than Brighid's. His brother's children are important in his life.

Most painful experiences in the character’s past: Probably the Jacobite uprisings and the rough wooing, and god, they're 2,000 years old. There's so much shit here. The civil wars? Elizabeth I hacking Mary Stuart's head off??? He's seen famine, plague, two world wars, and god knows what else.

Their Song: Julie Fowlis - Dh’èirich Mi Moch Madainn Cheòthar

#Character Sheets || bodies and flesh of borders and fences #Alasdair || my heart's in the highlands #hws scotland #If anyone wants to give me feedback about anything that feels wrong about the brit bros I would very #very much like to hear it #these fuckers are HARD #so much fricken history

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Yandere Bros Collab judas with a Y/n who accepts his feelings and denies Dexter?

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POV: you accepted Judas’s confession over Dexter!

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Short love...coming soon

Just how would it feel if a man fell in love with his passed away sister's best friend....But she wasn't there to stay. The dad needs help with the girls and three men would have a hard time filling the mother figure.

The is about widowed father Bradley Bradshaw who enlists his brother-in-law Jake Seresin and childhood best friend Robert Floyd to help raise his three daughters, eldest Donna Jo Margaret (D.J for short), middle child Stephanie and youngest Michelle in his San Diego home.

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RWBY COMBAT ANALYSIS: OZPIN

“The single quality that is common across every living creature on this planet... is fear. It's funny then, that as common as fear is... we so easily underestimate its power. Fear of growing close to someone, a subsequent fear of loss, fear of failure. And as more people depend on you, those fears can take on greater power. But fear itself isn't worthy of concern, it is who we become while in its clutches. Will you be proud of that person? Will you forgive them? Will you understand why they felt the need to do the things they did? Will you even recognize them? Or will the person staring back at you be the very thing you should have feared from the start?”

PHYSICAL

In the wake of Salem’s attempted overthrow of the Brother Gods and the subsequent purging of the first age of humanity, her former lover, the warrior mage Ozma, was reincarnated by the God of Light to act as an instrument against her, charged with reunifying mankind and keeping her at bay. Ozma was reborn countless times over the millennia, and when Salem’s agents instigated the Fall of Beacon Academy, he was operating as Ozpin, the institution’s headmaster. A middle-aged human male, Ozpin had been a member of Beacon’s staff since at least Team STRQ’s freshman year roughly 21 years prior, so he was likely in his mid to late 50s at the time of his physical death. While little is known about this incarnation’s personal background, he was confirmed to have been the youngest individual to attain a Headmaster position, the thousands of years of cumulative training and combat experience from his previous forms making him appear to be a prodigal talent and wise beyond his assumed years. As headmaster and a member of the Vale Council, he operated publicly as an administrative and political official, though in private he dedicated himself to a war of shadows against Salem, building a cadre of sundry yet well-placed allies among the other academies. The sad irony was that he found himself keeping just as many secrets from his friends as he did his enemies, his experiences with betrayal and deception leading him to keep many details closer to the chest than necessary.

Putting together a set of physical statistics for Ozpin is difficult due to a lack of information. Despite being a heavily featured character in the show’s first three seasons, Ozpin was only depicted in combat a single time, that being the brief snippets of his final duel with Cinder Fall, while all his other on-screen combative feats have been while he was possessing the body of Oscar Pine. Regardless, there is just enough information available and that can be inferred that a good measure of his abilities can be gauged. As a conventional man standing 6’6”, Ozpin had no significant anatomical factors or enhancements, distinguished only by his graying hair, brown eyes, and slender build. While his desk job kept him away from direct battlefields, Ozpin remained active in his campaigns against Salem, and as a professional Huntsman and veteran military operative, he would have certainly maintained a strict training regimen to keep himself healthy and vital. Despite being an older man, Ozpin remained valid competition for the much younger Cinder Fall, matching her fairly evenly during their battle. A speed and skill based martial artist, he demonstrated his highly polished dexterity in his core fencing technique, contending with Cinder’s assortment of weapons and deflecting her projectiles with casual ease. His agility was expressed though his dynamic physical component, combining blinding rushes with nimble footwork and incorporating deft acrobatic evasions during his fight with Hazel Rainart at Haven. Though the latter is a flawed demonstration due to the fact that he was operating in Oscar’s body rather than his own, Ozpin’s muscle memory and complete willingness to utilize such maneuvers leads me to believe that he did incorporate them in his previous form. In the realm of strength, Ozpin has little to draw from, as the few physical feats we have for him point to him being a speedster and measured fencer rather than a power duelist or brawler. Regardless, he did employ focused power blows against Hazel, so they were, again, likely part of what he used in his own form. Furthermore, given his previous incarnations as a battlefield warrior, he would have almost certainly attempted to maintain a good balance among his attributes, which would have obviously included strength training. He’s not particularly domineering, but he’s not even remotely weak.

Harder to determine than anything else is Ozpin’s tolerance for pain and injury, as the only hit he’s ever been seen taking was the sustained blast of fire that killed him. On one hand, Ozpin’s age had likely undercut his ability to maintain his performance in the long term, and fatigue would have almost certainly been a significant hurdle for him in any prolonged confrontation. On the other, Ozpin was a highly experienced player in his war with Salem and has clearly been though the meatgrinder of hard combat, so I sincerely doubt that he was some glass cannon who couldn’t take a hit. Even if his years did hamper his stamina, his emphasis on controlled technique minimized physical strain, and he was able to fight evenly with Cinder Fall for an extended bout despite the Fall Maiden’s youth. As several of his incarnations were military operatives and/or suffered extremely violent deaths, Ozpin has certainly endured a considerable amount of pain and suffering yet has continued to fight on. In any event, Ozpin’s millennia of training and combat experience afforded him with extreme patience and discipline, maintaining his calm under fire even in the most horrifying situations. During his battle with Hazel at Haven, Ozpin was subjected to numerous physical blows that knocked him across the hall, and while his possession of Oscar again limits the value of measuring his resiliency, this display does provide a powerful demonstration of his ability to understand and deal with pain in the heat of combat. His mental health was by no means perfect, however, as his traumatic experiences and the mounting pressures of his perpetual conflict with Salem left him an emotionally vulnerable man. When Jinn recounted his history to Team RWBY, the combination of reliving his life’s failures and the team’s angered reaction motivated him to retreat into Oscar’s subconscious, not resurfacing for several months at minimum. Fortunately, Ozpin has only cracked when specific buttons have been pushed, often through specific knowledge of his history, and he otherwise remained a stoic pillar of discipline, keeping himself together and persevering under fire.

During his service as Beacon’s headmaster, Ozpin dressed for the job, his wardrobe reflecting his professional status while also remaining practical for fighting. His day-to-day attire consisted of a simple black suit under which he wore a green dress shirt and vest, with a green scarf wrapped around his neck. He also regularly wore a pair of shaded spectacles, though weather these were prescriptions or merely sunglasses has never been confirmed. No protection, but still functional and stylish.

RANKING: Tier 3, Advanced Human Fitness

On one hand, Ozpin is a very strong athlete whose performance levels are more than sufficient to enable his combat skill and outperform his adversaries. But on the other hand, he was past his prime and was beginning to contend with the limitations of age. Ozpin will not burn out immediately, his feats and accolades proving that he can hold out in hard combat, but he does have a lower ceiling than one would hope for. Fortunately, Ozpin is aware of his limits and has built himself to compensate for them while continuing to leverage his strengths. Outwardly unassuming yet dynamic and powerful, he combines blinding energy with balanced, relaxed grace, employing a measured approach to cover his bases and stay alive while working to wear down his opponents before they can wear him down in turn. Essentially, an over the hill Tier 2.

MARTIAL

The ancient warrior Ozma carried a large, jeweled staff during his lifetime and continued to carry it through his incarnations, though by the time he inhabited the body of an unnamed settler, he had rebuilt it into the Long Memory, a collapsible cane imbued with magical properties. When fully extended, the cane was approximately three feet long, though Oscar Pine’s use of the weapon seems to suggest that the length is adjustable. It’s squared shaft composed of a highly durable black substance, and the silvered handgrip featured a protective hand guard. The handle was capped off on one end by a rounded pommel while the shaft extended from an intricate gear system that was clearly part of its magical components. The most notable property of the Memory was its enchantments, which allowed it to store kinetic energy from hits it either delivered or endured and then release that power at will. I’ll elaborate more on this in the Special Abilities section, but as it stands, the Long Memory in irrefutably the single most powerful hand-held weapon in the setting at this time.

Prior to his original death, Ozma was a famed wandering warrior, renowned for his righteousness, courage, and will. Already a tried and tested combatant when he learned of Salem, his skills allowed him to make quick work of Salem’s father and his armies, and he spent his remaining years as an adventuring hero. After becoming a reincarnating immortal, he continued to train and fight in his various conflicts with his former lover, garnering experience as a frontier settler, military operative, and of course, a Huntsman. His most notable form prior to becoming Ozpin was the last Warrior King of Vale, leading his forces to victory through the Great War and personally directing the final campaign in Vacuo, where he was reported to have laid waste to whole armies. With thousands of years of training and experience under his belt, Ozpin was unquestionably one of the greatest martial combatants, not just of his era, but of Remnant’s history as a whole. Even when operating under non-combative roles, namely his Headmastership of Beacon Academy, Ozpin understood that confrontation with Salem’s agents was an inevitability, not a hypothetical, and as such stayed on top of his training. However, despite being a heavily featured character for RWBY’s first three volumes (and even after the fact due to his merging with Oscar), Ozpin has surprisingly few explicit combat feats to his name, and the full range of his specific proficiencies has not been explored. Fortunately, there is just enough actual substance to back up his reputation, as the few fights he has been seen in speak to his incredibly advanced skill. Ozpin primarily operated as an armed combatant, Ozma’s skill as a swordsman demonstrated when he casually slew a Beowolf mere seconds after awakening in his first incarnation. This apparent specialization was expressed in his primary fighting technique, wielding his cane much like a rapier. His favored attacks were swift thrusts and stabs, employing both single strike takedowns and rapid-fire stabbing assaults, as well as powerful slashes and chops to bludgeon the opponent. Despite lacking an obvious edge, Ozpin’s attacks were always executed with grace and precision, his strikes targeting vulnerable joints to stagger and incapacitate his opponents, demonstrated when he brought the much larger and stronger Hazel Rainart to his knees. For defense, he favored whipping deflection parries to intercept projectiles and shunt blocks to brace against melee attacks, while relying on acrobatic evasions to avoid attacks he couldn’t meet head-on. As far as alternative fighting methods went, Ozpin has demonstrated advanced skill in hand-to-hand martial arts, taking an active role in teaching Ruby Rose such methods during their time in Mistral. Additionally, while Ozpin has never been seen utilizing firearms, I simply refuse to believe that someone with his career was not at least a competent marksman.

After millennia of operating as a frontline combatant, wartime military commander, administrator, and politician, it should come as no surprise that Ozpin was one of the most capable strategic minds of his day, distinguished by his calm demeanor and cautious foresight. With Salem and the Grimm as a constant, seemingly unending threat, Ozpin was extremely wary and preached constant vigilance against potential threats. However, where other preparation-minded leaders such as James Ironwood simply built up their primary power base to deter potential aggressors, Ozpin understood the large-scale impact of his decisions, emphasizing intelligence gathering and covert operations to take his opponents’ measure and nip threats in the bud before they spiraled out of control. In this manner, he effectively kept his conflict with Salem a complete secret for millennia, anticipating her attempts at insurrection and maneuvering his own well-placed followers to counter her. When Team RWBY uncovered information about the White Fang’s operations in Southeast, Ozpin opted to let the students scout out the area and work to dismantle them rather than sending troops to the region and tipping their hand prematurely. This vigilant and observant approach made him virtually impossible to overcome directly, forcing Cinder Fall to conduct a long, clandestine conspiracy in order to facilitate the Fall of Beacon. While Ozpin, like everyone else, was caught completely off-guard by the sudden terror attack, he maintained his composure and quickly delegated his subordinates to mount a defense, demonstrating that he could keep control of himself and maintain his tactical viability even when completely blindsided. Of course, Ozpin was by no means passive, and would decisively intervene when situations boiled over, forcibly taking over Oscar’s body during their battle with Hazel for his own safety after the farmhand insisted on acting on his own. Clearly a student of psychological warfare, Ozpin could quickly pick out specific buttons to push, getting under his adversaries’ skin to undermine their composure or, ideally, conscript them to his cause. When Oscar was captured in Atlas, Ozpin pleaded with Hazel to defect by appealing to his once noble intentions, eventually offering the identity of Jinn as a sign of trust. However, this emphasis on secrecy and underhanded tactics also highlighted his key limitation as a leader, as he frequently kept just as much information from his allies as his enemies. While a good man who genuinely valuing and caring for the well-being of his followers, Ozpin’s history of betrayal left it difficult for him to trust others with the whole truth, to the point where he was hiding critical information from his agents as he used them to achieve his goals. This seemingly callous use of people as tools and manipulation through half-truths contributed directly to Raven Branwen’s abandonment of his inner circle, broke Team RWBY’s trust in his leadership, and contributed heavily to Ironwood’s eventual fall from grace.

As far as his conduct in live combat was concerned, Ozpin applied his cautious yet proactive mindset in a way to undermine and subvert his opponents. He would open defensively so as to gauge the opponent’s skills, though he also had a tendency to draw his weapon to provoke a response. Once he settled into a comfortable rhythm or took the opponent’s measure, he would turn around and begin an intense yet measured assault, blitzing the opponent wherever possible and, whenever not, striking at exposed weak points to disable them. This method was best demonstrated in his battle with Hazel Rainart at the Battle of Haven, during which time he was occupying the body of his newest host, Oscar Pine. While initially content to let Oscar cut his teeth in the battle, this came to an abrupt halt when Rainart became aware of their situation, stabbing electric Dust into his arms and viciously assaulting Oscar. Forced to possess the boy for his own safety, Ozpin casually evaded Hazel’s brutish attacks before outflanking him with acrobatics, striking at his face, neck, and joints before he had a chance to properly respond. Eventually bringing Hazel to his knees, Ozpin was only prevented from finishing him off when Leonardo Lionheart shot him in the back, forcing Qrow Branwen to rush in to protect him. While it could be argued that this victory was brought about through superior speed, especially against Hazel’s bulk, it can just as easily be argued that Hazel’s brute strength was the only thing that enabled him to contend with his older and easily more skilled opponent. As far as Ozpin’s duel with Cinder at Beacon is concerned, Ozpin again held a solid advantage over the Fall Maiden. Clearly able to contend with her varied weapon proficiencies, he forced her to give ground with his refined and focused offensive and countered with swift reposts, swatting her flurry of glass shards aside like bothersome flies before putting her on the receiving end of a machine gun poking spree. Cinder ultimately resorted to unleashing her Maiden powers to attack the headmaster, and while Ozpin’s magic barrier was ultimately unable to save his life, the fact that Cinder had to resort to such extreme measures is a strong indicator that she could not overcome Ozpin in battle. While it is unclear who was in control of Oscar’s body during Team JNR’s ambush of James Ironwood, I do feel that Ozpin would have, at the absolute bare minimum, been able to pressure the General in open battle, and even defeat him as he did with Hazel.

RANKING: Tier 1, Complete Mastery

Already a distinguished warrior before he was cursed and having continued to live and train throughout his numerous incarnations, Ozpin, by his nature, has accumulated more training and combat experience than any normal warrior could possibly obtain. His fighting technique has proven versatile enough to engage a wide array of opponents, while also being refined to an unprecedented mastery. Even when operating in a new body, he still proved himself to expertly leverage his incredible talents. While not infallible as a tactician and strategist, he was nonetheless cunning and intelligent, knowing how to operate among friend and foe alike to achieve his goals and undercut his enemies. Further proving his ranking is that he has engaged several of the most devastating combatants in the current setting, and the best they could hope to do was contend. Ozpin has never been beaten in melee combat, his death at the hands of Cinder owing to her overwhelming magical power, not martial skill.

SPECIAL

Before the modern world of Remnant came to be, the first age of humanity possessed the ability to utilize magic, a blessing of the Brother Gods. Sorcery was commonplace in this time, and while the warrior Ozma’s exact standing in relation to his peers is unconfirmed, he was unquestionably a prodigal talent, seen when he single-handedly overcame the army of Salem’s father before besting the king himself in a wizards’ duel. However, after Salem’s attempted rebellion against the Gods, the brothers wiped their slate clean and destroyed their first humanity, the only survivors of this being Salem herself, cursed with immortality, and Ozma following his resurrection into the new world. With the current humanity incapable of accessing the otherworldly abilities of their precursors, Ozma and Salem were left in a vacuum, standing as two of, if not the, most powerful beings in the setting by default. For the purposes of this analysis, I will be taking all of the demonstrations of Ozma’s incarnations into account, not just the ones he specifically is using. Despite my assertions above that Ozpin’s physical and martial abilities while controlling Oscar are not fully accurate gauges for Ozpin himself, transferring into a new body has never been shown to have any impact on the ability to wield magic. As such, the feats and demonstrations of Oscar, the King of Vale, the Wizard and others can be carried over to all timelines. Magic has consistently appeared as an independent, virtually limitless energy source that its wielders, casually called upon even when the user’s Aura has broken. The powers offered by magic in the RWBY setting are quite varied, ranging from clairvoyance and long-distance communication to control over the elements or weather to various forms of manipulating energy. For his part, Ozpin has demonstrated the ability to unleash concentrated blasts of green energy as a long-range projectile, channeling his power through his scepter and later the Long Memory (more on that later). Alternatively, he could focus this power into powerful energy barriers to shield himself from injury, this ability being one of his favorite tactics. While the shield did fail against Cinder’s firestorm at Beacon, this is no sign of weakness given the godly power of the Fall Maiden. Additionally, he has demonstrated powers of personal levitation, likely developing this ability to enhance his already astounding agility in battle. While this is mere speculation on my part, I believe that the devastating weather conditions that contributed to the meatgrinding Vacuo campaign of the Great War was not simply Vacuo’s unpredictable climate but a consequence of magical influence on the battle, which could in turn be directly linked to Ozpin as the Warrior King was personally involved in that battle.

Aside from his direct combative powers, Ozpin’s most notable use of his magic was ironically the powers he surrendered. Over the course of his life, Ozpin has granted magical abilities to several his followers and allies, either as payment for services rendered or as a gifted tool for his agents to improve their performance. Following their kindness and companionship in the midst of one of his more depressing lives, Ozpin, then an unnamed hermit wizard, sacrificed parts of his own power to four young women to create the four Maidens. While I don’t usually like following A>B>C logic, I do find it reasonable to assume that Ozpin is comparable the powers and magnitude of the Maidens given how powerful he remains despite this relinquishing. Ozpin could also grant power on a smaller scale, as seen when he used what he described as a minimal amount of power to grant the Branwen twins the ability to shape-shift into birds. As remarkable as this ability is, however, it is also the source of Ozpin’s greatest limitation as an ethereal warrior. The amount of power needed to grant magical abilities to others took a significant toll on his own energy reserves, reducing the amount of power he could personally bring to bear. This was most clearly demonstrated in his offensive power. In his first incarnation, Ozpin was able to match and briefly overcome Salem with his energy beams, matching her strength with his own and his defeat likely owing more to Salem’s wrathful aggression and his own concern for the safety of their daughters. However, when Oscar unleashed his power on the Monstra during the Battle of Atlas, Salem was staggered but unhurt despite suffering a direct hit, and he was quickly overpowered in turn. Additionally, Ozpin claimed that his power was already dwindling, and though it has not been established why this is happening, it does indicate that his abilities may continue to atrophy as time continues. Fortunately, this decay has not reached a point where his powers are unapplicable in battle, and he did develop a significant countermeasure in the form of his weapon. Aside from being a bludgeoning tool, the Long Memory was also a magical artifact blessed with the ability to absorb kinetic energy, building up power with every blow. By pressing the handle on the hilt, the wielder could release this power into blasts of golden energy capable of sowing massive destruction. It was this ability that Oscar used to survive his fall from the Atlas vault, and later to unleash a surge powerful enough to obliterate the Monstra (which I’d like to point out was several miles across, weighed hundreds of thousands of tons at minimum, AND was imbedded with giant gravity Dust crystals) with an explosion that could be seen across all of Atlas…

...holy shit.

Already a distinguished spellcasting fighter during the first human age, Ozpin truly grew to the height of his abilities over his numerous lifetimes training and fighting with them, mastering his powers to a degree that few in his own time would have even come close to replicating. When he brings out the magic, it is in a powerful, focused spell meant to achieve only what he sets out to do, be it protecting himself from immediate harm or decisively disabling the immediate threat. He capitalizes fully on his innate abilities while also working within and around his few limitations, the building of the Long Memory easily being the greatest example of Ozpin compensating for his long-term handicaps. This standing is even more pronounced in the modern day due to Ozpin effectively functioning in a vacuum; Any limitations Ozpin may have as a spellcaster are functionally irrelevant in 99.9% of potential conflicts because he’s so overpowered that his weaknesses almost never come up. However, despite possessing tremendous destructive power at his fingertips, Ozpin rarely unleashed his abilities in live combat, both out of the need to conceal the war with Salem from the broader public and out of a conscious restraint in using up what remained of his power. Due to these factors, Ozpin only cut loose with his magic when he absolutely needed to, most obviously when confronted by the few other magic beings in his time, up to and including Salem herself. While extremely skilled with his magic and able to call upon it for tactical advantage, Ozpin’s powers were more often than not treated as a trump card, bringing down the hammer with extreme and unconventional powers that most opponents simply didn’t know how to combat. Against opponents who had a snowflake’s chance in hell of contending with his raw power, Ozpin relied almost exclusively on physical combat rather than expending his energies against an inferior target. On one hand, this restrained approach meant that Ozpin ran the risk of failing to make full and effective use of his powers, allowing battles to drag out for much longer than they would really need to and giving lesser opponents like Hazel plenty of opportunities to kill him before he wised up. On the other hand, Ozpin always has the option of cutting loose, and when he does use his magic, the results are absolutely devastating.

RANKING: Tier 1, Dominating Combat

This placement really should require no explanation. As part of a race with innate magical powers that transcend the magnitude and abilities of any conventional Semblance or application of Dust, Ozpin is undeniably one of the most powerful beings, not just of the current world of Remnant, but of the planet’s history as a whole. He balances out between standard offensive and defensive abilities and radical arcane powers that provide him with a great deal of flexibility in various combat situations, while his sheer destructive power is astonishing. He is by no means flawless; his restraint in using his magic proactively does limit his ability to integrate his powers into his martial sequences, while his performances against Cinder and Salem prove that he can’t overwhelm everybody. But at the end of the day, the number of people who could realistically challenge Ozpin’s power, even at this diminished state, is so pathetically small that it rarely comes up. Simply put, Ozpin used his special abilities like a tactical nuke, and if he is ever forced to draw out his full might, woe betide whoever stand in his way.

OVERALL RANKING: TIER 1, SUPER HUNTSMAN

With his overall combat performance determined by his martial skills and special abilities, Ozpin serves as a quintessential example of a Super Huntsman, undeniably one of the most advanced and powerful characters in the whole RWBY franchise. Even with his full potential being diminished by his advanced age and deteriorating magic, this degradation was not nearly enough to detract from his combative effectiveness at the time of his death. His strong athleticism allows him to continue his exceptional performance even against younger and stronger adversaries, he is an unparalleled martial artist with thousands of years of combat experience and training under his belt, stands as both a masterful grand scale strategist and flexible on the ground operator, and he wields god-like magical power that he can express both offensively and defensively to an unprecedented degree reinforced by one of the most dangerous hand-held weapons ever developed. Appropriate for the one who conceived the idea of the academies in the first place, Ozpin was the single greatest Huntsman warrior of his day, matching and exceeding all of his peers in some way while also setting the mold for what virtually every Huntsman and Huntress at the time strove to be.

Still, one must not mistake mastery for perfection or invincibility. Ozpin’s track record and accolades are testaments to his talents and prowess, but they are also evidence that he has not faced a true equal in years. As dangerous a fighter as he was, Hazel Rainart was ultimately no match for the headmaster even in an undertrained body, while Cinder Fall’s raw talent merely allowed her to contend, and she would have undoubtedly lost without the complete Maiden power. Most of the prominent combatants of the current setting are/were members of Ozpin’s own inner circle, and those who weren’t gave him a wide berth.

Contained both physically and mentally in an ivory tower, Ozpin’s isolation from the meatgrinder of hard combat mirrored his difficulties in maintaining the trust of his subordinates. So many instances of betrayal and failure have conditioned him to keep things far closer to the chest than appropriate, ironically turning Ozpin into a victim of the very power he cautioned Oscar against; fear. This fear of trusting others too much can also be seen in his fear of exposing all of his secrets and power, keeping his most valuable assets in reserve for much longer than he needs to. Fortunately, Ozpin has avoided a common pitfall of immortals in that, while he has grown secretive and accustomed to half-truths, he is neither stagnant nor truly cynical. The influence of Ruby Rose and her friends allowed the wizard to regain a spark of hope and trust, even amid arguably the darkest hour of the whole war with Salem. While we may never know how this would have influenced him prior to his merging with Oscar, it is fair to say that Ozpin, in all his forms, is one who can still learn and grow even after an obscenely long life and the most disastrous of failures. Ozpin himself may not be able to defeat Salem per Jinn’s claims, but his legacy of resistance can and will live on in the Huntsmen and Huntresses he has helped to guide. After all, as a fellow green-themed ancient master once said,

“Pass on what you have learned. Strength, mastery. But weakness, folly, failure also. Yes, failure most of all. The greatest teacher, failure is. […] We are what they grow beyond. That is the true burden of all masters.”

*originally posted on RoosterTeeth Community page on 05-10-22*

* images taken from RWBY Wiki*

RWBY Combat Analysis

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werezmastarbucks · 12 days

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a nasty piece of weather

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warnings: mentions of violence

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music: you know

Next day it was raining, so Tyler had to put his skating plans on hold. Kai had to call in to Sam’s school and give his brother’s monitors’ heads up: they knew the youngest didn’t come out of the house in rain, but just in case. Quite frankly, it was infuriating that he had to call in every time; in early spring, the rain season, he had to call almost every day and say the same things: “It’s raining, Mr Stan, so Sam’s staying at home”. He was the best damn student in the whole school. He tried to shift this responsibility on Tyler, but the middle one wrestled him with a good point: Kai knew how to talk to people. His younger brothers didn’t.

“What a nasty piece of weather”, Sam kept repeating, driving the other two crazy. He has given birth to this phrase this morning and kept saying it every other minute like a mantra.

They were trying to keep busy. Kai even cleaned the house and did all the dishes, his dexterous fingers never missing a spot. Tyler stood at the window from ten in the morning till noon, waiting for the police. “They sure are gonna come”, he announced gravely. “I’ll be in the basement. Bang on the wall when they start arresting the psycho, Sam”.

Sam was sitting on the sofa, his eyes transfixed on the television screen. “Oh no”, the youngest sighed without getting distracted, “are you going to scream again?” Tyler looked at Kai with his eyebrows raised.

“You always scream”, the oldest nodded, “you think we don’t hear. Just cause you close the door it doesn’t mean the room’s sealed”.

“I sing”.

“Way to go, Tyler”.

“What a nasty piece of weather”, Sam uttered, savoring every word. Tyler shivered down under his yellow hoodie and headed for the door under the stairs.

“If it bothers you, don’t fucking listen”, he muttered, closing the door behind himself.

Kai crashed on the couch next to his brother, sighing contentedly. “Did you vacuum the living room?” Sam asked, his eyes still on TV.

“Yep”.

“Did you clean the photograph shelves downstairs and in Tyler’s room?”

“Yes”.

“Plates in the dishwasher?”

“Absent. All dry”.

“Bathroom and the sinks?”

“Clean”. Kai shifted, trying to pull the remote from under himself. “Lava lamps?”

“Dusted”.

“Windows?”

“It’s raining, Sam, there’s no point cleaning the windows today”.

“What a nasty piece of weather”.

“Oh my god”, Kai whined, turning the TV on just to make the whole Sam picture more normal, “weather isn’t even uncountable… you can have a good weather and a bad weather… when you say ‘piece of’ I always think of ass…”

Sam finally looked away from the screen, sturdy connection broken.

“That’s because you have a dirty mind. And ‘mind’ can be countable or uncountable, just like – get this – weather. I can say, ‘a piece of mind’ like it’s uncountable, or ‘she has a beautiful mind’, and it’s going to be countable. You can have a nasty piece of weather and not think of eating ass”.

“I never mentioned eating ass”, Kai shook his head slowly, accusingly.

Sam repeated his enchanted phrase four more times under his breath. The rain really got on his nerves: all this clattering and banging, hissing that sounded like someone speaking; then Tyler started to scream again. His songs, all of them, sounded like wailing and a bit of piano. That’s what Sam called it anyway: wailing and piano. The way he articulated stuff really hit the spot from time to time. Or, maybe, he just repeated phrases so many times the other two Parkers got used to hearing them that way. “Isn’t he supposed to be at work, by the way?” Sam squinted his eyes, unable to watch Kai skip through the channels at a cosmic speed.

“You go ask him”, Kai replied lazily, “last time I checked, he skips work like it’s not mandatory. I have no idea why he’s still not fired”.

“I guess it’s the rain. Wh-”

“What a piece of nasty weather, I know”.

“What a nasty piece of weather”. Sam’s jaws clenched. “You did it on purpose! You said it wrong on purpose”.

It got slightly better, as it always does. By the evening the heavy clouds finally started drifting, and the wet asphalt glistened like black jam. The sky is always cleanest after the rain; the torn shreds of fluffy white were slowly filling with pale coral and peach colors. Closing to seven, Tyler and Kai left the house to go to the nearest store: they were running out of eggs, pasta, beans and cheese. Sam examined fridge every other day and always left neatly written post-it-notes right on the parents’ picture. His unbreakable logic, by which, he thought, the world functioned, told him to do so. Kai and Tyler never looked at that picture, but they learned to look there solely in case there’s a note from Sam: ‘we need some herbs for all of us and chocolate for Kai’. That was a nice, working system they had, that didn’t demand too much communication. If the note was gone that meant somebody has been to the shop. Sam could examine the fridge again to look for new imperfections. ‘Tomatoes wilted’.

They threw their boards on brand-new, smooth, clean road and went on. Tyler was a pro, skating ever since he was able to gain balance enough to stand on his two little feet. Moreover, he looked cool on board. He had all the right features and tattoos for that, he wore his special striped T-shirts and wrapped pieces of plaster around his knuckles and elbows in case he falls. But he never fell. Kai has been falling every now and then, because, sure, he was a fast learner, but no Tony Hawke or Tyler Parker. He didn’t enjoy the sensation of not feeling the earth under his feet; he didn’t listen to Sum 41 enough to be a good skater. From aside, he looked good, though, and he hated it when he had to walk while Tyler rides his board, like he’s babysitting his little brother.

“Sam’s taking this rain too seriously this time”, Tyler noted, looking as the ground was flashing past under the little wheels. He was wearing his yellow hat although the air was warm. His head was killing him again.

“He’s fine”.

“How many times has he said what a nasty piece of weather?”

“About two hundred”. Tyler didn’t say anything which sounded like I’m right and you’re wrong.

“Tomorrow’s gonna rain again”.

“You better pray it doesn’t, dude”.

They were moving along the street in their neighborhood. The rows of white little houses prepped against each other were all clean and neat, under the pink sky. “I’ve ran out of chores to do”.

“Find a job”, Tyler suggested, for about a hundredth time this week.

Kai swerved his board, drifting away from him. He liked the air in his ears, warm May light and taste brushing his face. “Job’s for ordinary people”, he yelled, and his joyful voice echoed against the porches. It seemed like everybody was asleep. But then again, it didn’t rain that often in their little town. Maybe they all killed themselves.

“We get on just fine. The money Mom and Dad left will be enough for now”.

“What about then on?”

Kai swerved even further away, bending his knees slightly. Every time he tried to do tricks, Tyler couldn’t help recalling that one time when his brother fell off the skateboard right in front of the house. It was mid-July and the weather was scorching hot, so Kai was out without his shirt. He was riding a straight line, and god knows what he did with his stupid long legs, but he fell face forward, kicking the board back; he was moving ahead and still slid when he touched the ground. His chin, chest and belly got scrubbed on the asphalt really hard. His face was bruised but apparently got away easiest; up to this day Kai had a big long scar from his belly button up to his solar plexus. He was never ashamed of it.

Kai was still skating inside Walmart. A guy was trying to run after him, but he sped away into the home maintenance department. Tyler could shop in peace while his brother took over all walking and talking people.

Carrying his board tightly under his arm, he was wandering along the aisles, the white note in his hand. Sam’s handwriting was ineffable. When he was little, the two other Parkers entertained themselves by making their brother write offensive notes to their neighbors and family friends. People got all kinds of colorful cards saying The Parker family thinks your face is gross in calligraphy. Also, Sam had to write a couple of apology letters to his teachers and friends’ parents. Kai’s all-time-favorite note was created when Sam was ten years. It said, Dear Mr and Mrs Fielding, I’m sorry for putting Greg’s teddy into a blender but it talked too much.

He weighed a can of pasta in his palm and took out one airpod. The security guy’s voice was dangerously close, competing with Kai’s deep, mocking tone. “Young man, for the tenth time: you cannot ride your skateboard inside the shop”.

“But my feet really hurt when I step on the tiles”, he yelled, “and what if I step on the break? My mum dies?!”

Tyler started humming a song under his breath. Kai was twenty-two, but behaved so immaturely it was hard sometimes. He was the one who always got into trouble. Especially with the law. All the more surprising how he could pull off all those killings.

Tyler shivered a little, and his palm flew to his neck, travelling all the way to his face and rubbing it energetically. He couldn’t stop doing that when he got nervous. He looked at his palm and saw a shade of black oil paint smudged.

At the checkout desk he had to wrestle the security people to keep Kai’s board.

“This is not a joke”, one of them barked. Kai was like a head taller than him; he always stood very straight but relaxed and never felt threatened. There was not a single thing Kai was afraid of. In the whole world. The guy’s name was apparently Lacer if they were to believe his badge. Lacer was balding but seemingly in good shape; the red thin lines on the white in his eyes indicated he was a drinker.

“This is the fourth time this month”, the checkout lady helped, giving Tyler a look while beeping his packs of frozen peas. Kai was holding his board above his head as he laughed at the guys, three of them. Lacer was backed up by Roger and Matthew, none of whom looked happy when the Parkers were in.

“I have the right to skate wherever I want”, Kai yelped stubbornly, sheer self-jerkery in his voice.

“There is no such law that states that!” Roger shook his finger furiously, “don’t you understand you can knock something off! Or injure somebody!”

“I have great coordination” Kai replied, at which point Tyler snickered. The checkout lady looked at him again, hostility in her eyes.

“If you guys don’t stop fucking around every time you come here, we won’t let you in anymore” she said gravely. Being reproached by a woman was too much for Kai; his benevolent idiotic stance changed in a blink of an eye. She continued, “You will have to find another place to shop”.

Tyler could have predicted what would happen next but he was too preoccupied with counting the money. Kai rushed to him, bumping into his shoulder. A shot of electric pain stung Tyler’s skull. Everything went dizzy for a second.

“You keep talking, bitch”, Kai hissed, balancing his board right above her head, “and you’ll have to look for a new place to live, because I will be coming for your…” Lacer grabbed Kai by the shoulders and tried to put him in a lock. Tyler started packing his backpack really quickly, humming louder.

“We’re very sorry”, he mumbled as the can of pasta fell from his hand. It fell onto the desk and jumped, as if by magic, falling and kicking Lacer’s ankle. He screamed with pain, and Tyler thought, I’m going to die because my brain is going to explode right now.

“I’m calling the police!” Roger announced. Tyler grabbed his brother by the collar of his shirt just as Kai swung his arms to hit Lacer with his board. The other one, Matthew, managed to catch it from the other end. Tyler pulled Kai, Kai pulled his board, and ache pulled in below Parker’s eyelids.

“The police are busy looking for that Debbie boy”, Kai hissed triumphantly. In his mind, he was a funny punker, living his best life on the sunny streets of Fontana, California, where everybody appreciated the salt of his jokes.

“What fucking Debbie boy”, Matthew snarled through his teeth. Tyler pulled his brother by the neck, and they nearly fell, his board flying above their heads and ending up outside, flying right through the open doors.

“Let’s go!” Tyler yelled. “Stop it! Let go of him, he’s just going to keep making it worse!”

Roger took out his phone. Kai punched Lacer in the face with a swing. The checkout lady let out a yell. Tyler’s backpack was very heavy. Kai’s board was slowly rolling away…

Sam opened the door after the first ring: the sound of the bell irritated him big time. In fact, he’d be better off without any sounds at all. He didn’t enjoy music and especially music Tyler produced; he was highly irritated by his screaming and shouting every other day. He didn’t like the sound of rain, when the drops were beating on the window sills from every side. He didn’t like it when the phone rang so he always had it on mute and made his brothers turn the notifications off. There was nothing more soothing, less disturbing, than silence. In that, he could properly think. Sometimes it seemed to him that Kai and Tyler created all this noise just to distract him from something, to stop him from pondering.

“Good news”, Kai said with a wide smile as he came into the corridor, pushing the youngest with his shoulder, “we bought everything and I had a rush of adrenaline, so I can stay up all night. Tyler’s gonna give you the bad news”. He took off to the kitchen, apparently, hungry again.

“We’ve been banned from the local Walmart, all three of us, and Mum and Dad, too”.

Sam frowned with the expression of pain on his face. He looked at Kai’s back as the oldest stood by the fridge, looking deep into it. “What has he done this time?”

“He was skating inside, and then he threatened to… what exactly were you going to say to her?” Tyler took off his backpack and stretched his shoulders.

“Eighteen plus, I’m afraid”, Kai’s neck bent to the right, then, to the left, snakelike. Sam looked at Tyler with his big, ever confused coffee eyes. His brother shrugged.

“Oh, and also, there were police cars at Teddy’s house”. This was an alerting line which usually worked well. Sam wasn’t the only faulty machine in the family; he wasn’t really afraid of Malachai who was clear enough. He liked to inflict pain, and that was that. He also had quite a temper, something that Sam disapproved of. They both moved into the kitchen, watching their brother’s back carefully. Muscles under his shirt were tense.

“So? I thought his name was Debbie”.

“Debbie’s a girl name, short for Deborah”, Sam said. Kai turned to them, eyeing them innocently.

“So, what do you want from me? I saw the police cars, too. So, his mum is searching for him, there’s nothing we can do about it. I guess some people do have parenting instincts after all…”

Sam licked his lips nervously. “I’m going to tell something unpleasant, so Tyler, cover your ears, because you always get hurt in your head when we discuss killing people…” Tyler rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

“Did you hide the body properly?”

Kai’s smile stretched on his face, but his eyes stayed cold, as they always were. “Yeah. It’s in your room, right in your bed… there’s never anyone anyway, Samson…”

Sam exhaled through his nose. “Really?! Why would you do that, you moron? He’ll start to smell!” He was about to run upstairs.

“Cluster! Cluster, Sam”, Tyler whooped. Sam stopped, all ruffled up like a baby bird, eyes wide.

“It was a joke?”

“Yes, he’s pulling your leg”.

“Oh”, Sam patted himself on the chest and returned to the kitchen space slowly, “good thing we have cluster. Good on us”.

They stood, all three of them, around the table, Kai’s jaws moving as he was chewing on something. Tyler’s headache returned again and started drilling his brain. “They are gonna come though”, Kai added, “the cops. So, don’t forget to put Sam away, or he’ll blurt out that his brother killed little Debbie boy”.

“Teddy. His name was Teddy, and he was fucking twelve”, Tyler growled, enraged, “don’t you think you aim low? Got no guts to take on somebody your weight?”

Kai’s eyes narrowed, just like when the checkout lady started lecturing him. His white triangle face became completely snakelike. Not once did Tyler think that his brother was something in between a human and a beast. What did it make him, then? And the youngest?

“Next time try to get offended by older people in my weight category then”, he uttered, “it’s not like I choose them myself”.

Sam sighed.

“Oh no”, Tyler warned him, “do not sigh like that”.

“What did I do?” Sam got frightened.

“You sigh like this and drop your eyes when you think Kai’s got a point. When in reality, he’s just always looking for excuses to explain his urge to…”

Tyler pressed his lips together. He could hear his own voice, tender and a bit rusty, nothing like manly timbre of his older brother, altogether sturdy, like a stone. “Kill”, he helped. “Spell it for me”.

His eyes were dead set on Tyler. Kai could see his younger one melt, his face, his round chin with black paint smudged on it, his half-opened mouth.

“K-I-L-L”, Sam went obediently.

“Not you; the screamy boy”, Kai brushed him off; Sam sat down on a chair like on command. Tyler took a step back.

“You keep reproaching me, little brother, forgetting that half of them went down because of you”.

Kai clicked his tongue, the frozen feeling of the kitchen filling him like fresh, hot blood. He had Tyler in his right palm and Sam, in his left. Maybe because he wanted to destroy them. Maybe because he wanted to protect them. He could see the change in Tyler’s face, every other time he would find strength to withstand him. Tyler manned up, getting that dark, hard matter all over his aura that made him a Parker. He straightened his shoulders, and clenched his jaws but still managed to speak.

“You can’t keep killing people, Kai, I’m amazed we even have to talk about this. You know, other idiots, like you, they go through smoking or death metal phases, but you take your late maturation to all new levels…”

He had him at “like you”. There was nobody like him, not even his brothers. There was him, Malachai Parker, and his copies, good in their ways, but not quite like him. He took a deep breath. He couldn’t hurt his boys, not them. He had to remind himself. For some curious reason, of course, they were the ultimate goals. Of course, you get the most pleasure out of hurting those whose screams actually hurt you in return. But Kai also knew he wouldn’t be able to go on without them, the screamy guy and the youngest. He, the ripper. Needed his brothers. So, be gentle with them.

He grabbed Tyler by the collar of his shirt, just like he’d been grabbed himself, earlier. Brother’s eyes went blank as pain, so strong Kai could feel it, sprang to his closeted mind. Sam covered his head with his hands.

“Don’t”, Kai pushed Tyler to the table and collided him with the countertop, hitting the small of his back. Tyler’s hands crushed into his, trying to unlock his fingers, but Kai had a killer’s clutch like a bulldog. “Don’t ever tell me what I can’t do and never”, he put his face so close Tyler could smell sweet mint in his breath, “compare me with others, screamy boy”. Tyler changed his tactic. He put down his hand and punched Kai in the stomach. The oldest gasped, letting go of him, and bent in half. Sam was watching through his fingers, one curious eye transfixed on the scene.

Kai took a breath and watched his brother, four inches shorter than him, in his stupid yellow hat, preserving his crazy head in the warmth of May. And started laughing. “You punch like a babe, Ty”.

Tyler was fuming. “Should’ve left you there. Let the cops come and take you in for behaving like a goddamn idiot every time we go to public places. Let them question you about what you’ve been doing late nights for the last four months”.

Kai’s smile was fainting as he was deep in his thought. “Yeah, and what you two would do if I went to”, he bit his lower lip, “jail?”

“Oh”, Sam growled, “Tyler, he can’t go to jail, he’s the only one who’s of age…”

“Cluster”.

Tyler wanted to add something else, but he suddenly felt drained. He hated Kai sometimes. The oldest sniffed in the dirtiest manner and smirked. “Imagine this house without me” he simply said. Tyler did. He felt nothing. His headache was killing him more than anger with Kai.

“Go lay down”, Kai suggested, watching his face go very pale. “Are you going to puke?”

“If only because of you”, Tyler grumbled, turning his heavy body, and scuffed away into the living room.

Kai’s eyes darted to Sam, who put his both palms flat on the table as if feeling it. He expected the youngest to burst out in confusion again on how Kai’s physically unable to make someone vomit without touching them. But the boy was silent, looking back with the most loyal eyes Kai’s ever seen. Sometimes Sam looked so well-behaved he got the urge to pat his brother on the head. And he thought, damn mammals, all fluffy and doe-eyed, that make you want to stand up for them and defend them out of their cuteness. All the more incredible how Tyler was able to mutilate animals. If only Sam was a baby owl, Tyler would’ve butchered him long time ago.

#kai parker #tyler joseph imagine #sam gardner

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iamarti00 · 5 months

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Tav question game (Rosanna Maerdon)

Questions by -> @tolkien-fantasy

I got done with finals a few weeks ago and I'm bored so here we go 👍

(Old Pic just to show her main clothes)

1.) Why did you pick the race you did for your tav?

Wood elves are my favorite subrace in general. I like their vibe. He'll.even one of my favorite fantasy characters is a wood elf lol.

2.) Why did you pick the class you did for your Tav?

I like being a rouge or any type of sneak related character archetype (even though I suck at it sometimes lol). I like the thief type character anyway (it's fun to.do I get get an excuse to steal stuff lol)

3.) What is your character's moral alignment?

Morally Gray. She had to learn that in the criminal world (or in any place 🤷🏻‍♀️) that nobody is good or evil, they are doing this because of their own desires. But she has a big heart lol.

4.) How did you choose your Tav's name, if you gave them a unique one?

First is was Maelynn Yavenguard but then I changed it Rosanna Yavenguard then Rosanna Maerdon because it just seemed to fit her more (I'm still working on her character design cause I'm indecisive) 😅

5.) What are your character's strongest and weakest stats (strength, charisma, etc)?

Strongest - Dexterity (17) and Intelligence (14)

Weakest - Wisdom (8 I think) and Strength (8)

6.) What is your Tav's origin story?

This I what I wrote so far for my tav. If u have any suggestions writing my tav plz let me know ☺️

- She grew up in the wilds of Faerûn with her mother and and 5 siblings (1 brother and 4 Sisters) and is the youngest in the family

- The members of her family are as followed: Gweneth is her mother, her father was named Mirran, Quiinn in the eldest brother, Janethwen the eldest sister, then Lorathana, then Eilxina, the Faewen

- Her family is poor and make a living by selling herb and ingredients for alchemy

- Her father died when she was young. After his death, her mother tells her stories about him like what he was like, what adventures he went on and how they met to cope with the loss

- When she was an "adolescent," she met a man named Zephy Nascient (went by the alias Gemini), a high elf thief who convinced her to in a life of crime (even though she's an outlander lol) and obviously said yes because she like to create mischief and chaos but also she thought that she could provide for her family

- Since her family might not approve of this (particularly her mother and 3 of her sisters) she kept it a secret

- They were as thick as thieves, they did everything together, steal stuff, did heists, and spent a lot of time together

- After spending time with Gemini, she immediately feel head over heals for him

- After she discovered he had feeling for they immediately started courting each other and got very intimate with each other

- After a while, the even started their own guild and partnered with people in the black market in Baulders Gate it evolved into a successful crime empire (most people in Baulders Gates have heard of it but never brilved it was real because they only have heard rumors)

- After a while though his greed and lust for power took over and his true colors started to show.... He was manipulative, delusional, mentally abusive, possessive, and told her she was nothing without him

- she had to endure his mental abuse and had to deal with his delusional rants but was in denial be cause he said that he loves her

- When she had enough of it, she framed him for a theft (that was considered to be quite valuable) and he was found guilty, but he was able to escape with a sense of revenge

- When she can to her home to visit her family, she found that her home and most her family was killed by a fire (which was caused by Gemini). Her eldest brother and one of her sisters, Faewen survived though.

- When she found this out she was devistaed and broke down in front of her remain family members

- She told Quiinn and Faewen her double lfe and how she was doing it for her family's survival. Quiinn didn't approve of this at first but accepted the fact that she told the truth. Faewen was kind of th same but quickly forgot that because her baby sister was in pain and has been dealing with a lot

- After that she started thieving on her own to support herself and her remaining family

- she became depressed and started to feel useless to the point she has injured herself a few times herself... (not going into it cause I don't want to trigger anyone) because she couldn't protect her family and couldn't stop the man she called her lover.....

- after that she started drinking and became a s*x addict so she could "feel something"

- When she reacted her adulthood, she created a new group in Baulders Gate that consisted of a female tiefling named Nerissa, a young human male named Sparrow, a middle aged man name Svfen, a male drow named Tazenghar Kilval, and a female halfling name Jemma Mae.

- after she reacted adulthood she though about what she went though and decided to fix herself. after that she learned how to cope with what she had to deal with and started to better herself mentally (though she still has habits of drinking and s*x) She started talking about her feelings more to her remaining family and her crew sometimes (the ones she trusts lol)

- She still has problems of self worth and confidence sometimes, but she has people that care about her and want her to be safe

7.) What was the most significant moment in your Tav's origin story?

I think it's her realizing that the way she coped with her before her adulthood (which is 100 in elf year I think 😅) was not healthy and made her worse. It's took her a very long time to do so (but still has those memories and urges from time to time). So she dedicated to helping others who have that same issue (which leads to a certain someone lol)

8.) What deity, if any, does your character worship?

None. Not a religious person

9.) What is your Tav's biggest priority or goal?

She doesn't have one (until she gets abducted by mindflayers) she a go with the flow kind of person

10.) If your Tav didn't become an adventurer, what else would they be doing?

If she didn't devote herself to a life a crime, she would have become an herbalist

11.) What is your Tav's most used weapon or spell?

Anything that's lightweight. Knives, daggers, shortswords. She can use a bow but prefers close combat.

12.) What is your Tav's favorite school of magic/weapon type?

Shortswords and daggers (she liked to combine a sword and dagger to dual wield)

13.) How does your Tav fight in a combat situation?

If she has to fight close up she will. If she has to fight within distance she will (even though she hates it). She s a team player when she gets confotable enough.

14.) Does your Tav know any other languages besides common?

Elvish obviously lol, Halfling (cause Jemma Mae taught her), and Sylvan. She can recognize infernal but can't read it.

15.) If your Tav could/does multiclass, what other class would they chose?

It's between bard an ranger... (Still need to figure out how to multiclass 😅)

16.) Which of the companions does your Tav trust most?

Gale probably

17.) Which of the companions does your Tav distrusts most?

If minthara was in the group then yeah she would distrust her.

18.) Who is your Tav's biggest rival?

Astarion

19.) Who is your Tav romancing, if anyone?

Also Astarion (Rivals to Lovers Trope lol)

20.) If your romancing anyone, why did your Tav fall for them? And why did that character fall for your Tav?

When they met, they were at each other's throats (figuratively and literally). After they got to know each other, they realized that they have a somethings things in common. When Rosanna realized that there was more to Astarion than is looks, charm, and questionable morals (bascllay when she discovered that he was a massive dork lol) she started to fall in love with the vampire. His looks were an added bonus lol. When Astarion started to devele feeling for Rosanna (my headcanon is that he started to fall in love with her in that first romance scene without realizing it lol) oh boy he was terrified to the point where he was in denial (image him being a tsudere lol that would fit his character so much lmfao!!!!) But when she stode up for him in his decision (that certain scene with a certain drow...) he decided fuck it I'm accepting these feelings and confesses. After defeating cazador, he realizes "yep she's the one" lol.

21.) If you're romancing anyone, who fell first and who fell harder?

Rosanna fell for Astarion first EVEN THOUGH SHE TOLD HERSELF NOT TO BECAUSE SHE KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING AND DELL FOR HIM ANYWAY LMAO!!!!!!

Astarion fell harder without realizing it at one point lol. Then he gets more close with her once he gets to know her. He also likes how fucking insane she can get lol.

22.) How does your Tav act around their crush?

Honestly is very chill about it. Will get flirty and straight forward from time to time but she doesn't overdue it.

23.) What is your Tav's favorite moment they've had with their lover?

When Astarion confessed and Rosanna was able to comfort him and hug him. She felt a true connection when that happened.

24.) What is your Tav attracted to? What are their turn-ons and turn-off?

She attracted to more than one gender (She's bi)

25.) Does your Tav have any biases against other classes or races?

She vibes with any race

She hate paladins tho....

26.) What is the most prominent color in your Tav's color scheme?

Black, red, brown, white, pink, teal

27.) What is there sense of humor like?

It's between light hearted and dark/vulgar

28.) What is Tav's guilty pleasure?

She likes collecting (stealing) gemstones because they are pretty.

29.) How easily offended are they? How do they act when offended?

It depends on what she thinks is offensive. If she gets offended, she'll be a smartass about it.

30.) How does your Tav react when someone insults their friend/partner?

If it ever comes to that, she ll either threaten to kick their ass or frame the for a crime.

31.) How does your Tav for different occasions, like very fancy situations?

She would love doing this lol. She would dress in a sexy fancy dress to show off her tattoos (and her breasts lol) and would put on jewelry with a few necklaces, bracelets, and earrings she likes. She would also have arm decor if she felt like it. She would also carry a dagger under her dress just in case anything got bad or ugly.

32.) How did your Tav get their scars, if they have any?

No scars. Just mental scars.

33.) What is your Tav's relationship with their family?

With her remaining family she very close with. Closer than ever since the fire.

34.) What is your Tav's opinion on nobility and authority?

On nobility - "I like them! They have good stuff to steal!"

On authority - "ugh I did to steal that it was just there get off my case" (she definitely stole something)

35.) How does your Tav react to wearing the Wavemother's robe? How do they react to their partner wearing it?

Honestly she loves it. She jokes that she feels like "a sexy mermaid"

If Astarion would wear it, she would love it as well. (Use ur imagination lol)

36.) What is your Tav's favorite type.od environment? Like a tavern, a library, out ik the wilderness, underground, etc.

Honestly, she is ok with anywhere. She likes to explore. But if she were to chose it would be a tavern.

37.) What would your Tav's Zodiac sign be?

Honestly I'm not familiar with the in depth of Zodiac signs so Idk 😅🥲

38.) What is ther favorite season?

Spring. She likes flowers and loves to them bloom

39.) Where in the world does your Tav want to vist most?

Since she heard about Waterdeep from people (mostly Gale lol) she want to go there. Not because she want she the city of spenders but want to steal valuable things from the city of spenders.

40.) What is the biggest mistake your Tav ever made?

Rosanna regrets framing her ex for a crime that causes most of her family to die in a fire.

41.) What animal represents your Tav?

A cat. No exceptions

42.) What flower/tree/plant represents your Tav?

A red rose, a symbol of passion, strong emotions, desires, commitment, admiration, and courage.

43.) What does your Tav smell like?

Apple, cinnamon, rosemary, maple, citrus

44.) What song best represents your Tav?

Idontwannabeyouanymore by Billie Eilish

Ghosts by Ladytron

45.) What would be your Tav's favorite music genre?

Indie music

46.) What role would your Tav play in a highschool AU? (nerd, jock, bully, goth, etc)

The Rebel Trope.

She would drink/do drugs, get detention all the time, has tattoos, disobeys dress code, skips school/classes, etc.

47.) What is the most important item your Tav has?

She has a music box locket that her father was going to give to her for her 16th birthday but wasn't able to because he died when she was really young, so she kind of feels close to him in a way.

48.) Where does your Tav feel most at home?

With her newfound friends and lover

49.) What is your Tav's philosophy in life?

She has a few...

Do what is necessary to survive

If there something sitting there with no name on it, you can take it

Help others, no matter what

50.) Does your Tav think with their heart or their brain?

Honestly it depends on the situation and what mood she is in.

51.) What does your Tav want in their future? (Domestic bliss, more adventure, a family, etc)

Honestly she just wants to do something that will make her happy. Just go's with the flow.

52.) What is your Tav's worst fear?

She fears that she will go back to the way she is and don't want to be a burden or she fears that she will lose others close to her because of her actions.

53.) Is your Tav easily tricked or deceived?

She get srewed over by clients from time to time but that rarely happens because she study their body language to se if they're lying or not.

54.) If your Tav was granted to wish, what would it be?

That she could relive the moments and memories she made with her newfound friends when the events of the game take place.

55.) How does your Tav feel about keeping secrets, both their own and others?

It depends on who....

If it's her friends and lover, yeah she'll keep secrects

If its someone she hates, she won't keep and use it against them

56.) How does your Tav react to a love confession?

If it's someone she considers a friend, she'll awkwardly/calmly say why she's not good for them and that they will find someone better than her. (I came up with this little headcanons that she does this to Gale and he's upset at first but understands why)

If it's some she loves, she be head over heals (she still a lovesick teenager at times lol)

57.) What are your Tav's biggest insecurities?

- She's insecure about her mental health and she doesn't want to weigh people down

- She sometimes get insecure about her curvey body (big boob's and slightly larger hips) but accpects her body and shows it off lol

58.) What decision would your party have to make in order for Tav to consider splitting off the group?

If my Tav did something fucked up or serious, they would try to consider her to leave for herself and others.

59.) What is you Tav's favorite food?

Anything cake/bakery related. She love cinnamon rolls and pumpkin pie lmao.

60.) How generous is your Tav, especially to those they don't know?

She is willing to helps those in need struggling to survive, especially the poor. She grew up poor and was able to pick herself up so she's willing to do the same for others.

61.) If an evil character told your Tav that they wanted to change and help them, would they believe them?

No. Not a chance. She already did that once so she never doing that again.

62.) What meme describes your Tav best?

This one lol

63.) What does your Tav want to be remembered by?

She wants to be remembered as this mysterious/ legend theif or anti-hero (Robinhood type thing lol)

64.) What Tarot Card best represents your Tav?

I feel like the wheel of fortune tarot card would best represent Rosanna

65.) What would be your Tav's major in college?

She would not have one cause she would have dropped out. But if she dis not drop out she would go into business.

66.) Does your Tav consider themselves as a hero, villain, victim, or something else?

Honestly, she doesn't care, she just wants to be herself (it's corny ik lol)

67.) How does your Tav at giving advice? How good are they following it themselves?

If it's with mental problems, she good at giving advice with that. If it's with other things, she can give morally questionable advice.

With herself, it's 50/50. Half the time she does half the time she doesn't.

68.) how does your Tav get along with each party member?

- Astarion -> It was rocky at first and they always had daggers each other's throats (figuratively and literally) . But after they got to know each other and confesse to each other they grew very close.

- Gale -> Definitely besties. Love to spend time with him (even though she grew end zoned him and felt bad...).

- Shadowheart -> Also besties. They don't she eye to eye on somethings at the beginning but when they got to know each other, the grew close.

- Karlach -> Truely admires her. Loves to talk to her and tell stories with each other. They Asli become besties at some point.

- Wyll -> They have a alright relationship. They don't see eye to eye on lost things (mainly moral choices) but do get along

- Lae'zel -> They were strangers at first but eventually grew to respect each other in the end

- Halsin -> respects and admires him a lot. She see him as a father figure (and he reminds her of her own father a bit)

- Jaheira -> Lots of respect for her. She loves sending tmr with her whether if it's a quick ch at or a hard battle. Rosanna sees her as a mother figure because she reminds her of her own mother. Loves being called cub and is shameless about it lol.

- Minsc -> She fins him interesting. Although she is concerned by the fact that he is able to understand a miniature giant space hamster that clearly

69.) What are your Tav's other hobbies?

- She likes collecting gemstones like I said before

- She Love to garden in her spare time

- Has a fascination with alchemy (because of her mother)

- Loves to collect alchemy ingredients

- She is good at calligraphy (even though she's not very artistic, just in letters lol)

- Loves to explore her sexuality (not explaining further)

- Loves to explore anywhere.

- Loves to get gifts for her friends and lover (don't ask where she got them from lol)

70.) Free spot : ask any question you like!

Well there's my essay on my Tav lmao. Ask me anything about my Tave through this post or somewhere else (if you want to)

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #Tav #astarion #gale #shadowheart #lae'zel #wyll #karliah #halsin #jaheira #minsc #astarion x rosanna #rosanna maerdon

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