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jaq , spheirrow
hey @zzozo … *bullies gonzo* *bullies gonzo* *bullies gonzo* *bullies gonzo* *bullies gonzo* *bullies gonzo* *bullies gonzo* *bullies go
*grumbles* *grumbles* *grumbles* *grumbles* *grumbles louder* *grumbles louder* *grumbles louder* *grumbles loud— wHAT?!
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indentured servant > blacksmith > pirate > vessel > bog demon
i really make gonzo go through so many transitions and he is always something different depending on who he’s around, it’s wild. blacksmith when he’s by himself, pirate when he’s with his found family / friends, bog demon when with the other bogs. no wonder he has an identity crisis tbh ( i mean it’s the trauma of losing his memory and getting possessed by the horned king too but anyways )
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GONZO STUDIES : 8 / ?
ft. uma
#〤 — i am rebuilding myself bone by fragile bone. 「 face claim. 」#〤 — with both hands clasped around your beating heart. 「 uma. 」#my gifs.
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HEADCANON : pets / animals
* trigger warning for animal / pet death, torture of an animal & child abuse.
When Gonzo was a child Creeper gave him a young six month old cat. Gonzo named him Pitter for the sound his paws made on the dungeon floor, he grew to love that cat, would give him portions of his own food and water, and keep Pitter healthy and clear of fleas and any infections.
One day Creeper came to him and told him to kill it, and Gonzo refused. [ TRIGGER WARNING ] Creeper would take Pitter from Gonzo, locking Gonzo behind his dungeon cell door and slice Pitter’s belly open with a knife, leaving Pitter on the floor just out of Gonzo’s reach. Gonzo was forced to listen to Pitter cry and watch him bleed out until he died, it was slow and painful for the animal and Gonzo has been traumatized ever since. When Creeper came to him with another cat and ordered him to kill it, Gonzo snapped its neck as quickly as he could, desperate to ensure that Creeper didn’t kill it slowly like he had Pitter.
Unbeknown to Gonzo, this had been the intention. Creeper conditioned Gonzo into being able to kill on command. Gonzo would justify his actions by convincing himself that he was saving the creatures from a worse fate, if he could kill the creatures quickly, then Creeper would not be able to kill them slowly or painfully. Creeper would repeat this action over and over with different animals over the course of Gonzo’s early childhood. [ TRIGGER WARNING END ]
Due to these experiences, Gonzo becomes extremely stiff, tense and uncomfortable around animals, especially domesticated animals like cats, dogs, rabbits and others, which will typically lead to the animals becoming nervous around him. He cannot watch people with their pet animals without feeling sick to his stomach and breaking out into a cold sweat and will typically avoid looking at them, or simply excuse himself, avoiding being around animals as much as he is able to.
Over continued exposure to domesticated animals, in particular large dogs, farm animals such as pigs and cows, as well as horses, Gonzo has been working on becoming more comfortable around animals as a whole. Cats however, continue to be very difficult for him to interact with for extended periods of time.
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konstantin , eleghies
❛ ▌┊𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐈-𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 : gonzo ( @zzozo ) .
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌, but he watched her for a few minutes. Her long, dark hair caught in the wind as she laughed at something someone said. Konstantin didn’t get the fascination Gonzo had with her. She seemed like any other girl — naïve and stupid. And emotional; he could practically smell the different notes of emotion she carried and it clung to her like a fine perfume. For a split second, Konstantin considered feeding, but it vanished as quickly as the thought surfaced. No, he had something else in mind.
With one last look at Corinne, he ducked into the nearest building.
The heat of the forge could be felt even before Konstantin stepped over the threshold into the smithy. Sounds of metal striking filled the tepid air, the sweltering heat prompting Konstantin to lift a hand to his face to push back damp, blond curls. He shut the door with force and suddenly the smithy was silent; his presence known.
As he ventured further into the room, Konstantin’s expression remained as listless as ever. Blank eyes scanned the room for Gonzo’s familiar figure. It wasn’t hard to spot him, hunched over what Konstantin presumed was another project.
❝ Zo, ❞ The blond gave a non-committal wave in greeting, leaning against a nearby post that kept him still a fair distance from the forge fires. He studied his “brother” for a moment, expecting to feel something akin to annoyance but his expression remained unchanged. There was no need to pretend with Gonzo. ❝ Y’got a minute? ❞
Gonzo sat at his workbench, currently covered in various notched metal slabs, bent over an uncut slab of steel measuring out notches when he heard the door crash closed. Jerking his head upright, Gonzo met Konstantin's dark eyes across the room and raised his chin in response to his non-committal wave.
❝ Hey, yeah, gimme a sec, ❞ Gonzo set his work aside, pushing himself upright and lowering the forge's shield. Rather than douse the forges fires completely, it expelled the heat through the vents and outside while also muffling the sound of the blaze, creating a quieter space to converse without needing to yell.
There was always something a little unnerving about Konstantin, more so than the rest of their siblings at least, but that uneasy feeling always became more noticeable whenever Konstantin chose not to bother mirroring other people’s emotions. Sometimes Gonzo felt as if he could almost mistake him for one of his automatons. Sculpted from white steel, painted with black eyes, given every chiseled feature but always missing something.
❝ Everything okay? ❞ Gonzo asked, brows furrowed slightly. Despite or perhaps even in spite of that unnerving air around him, Gonzo always found himself worrying about Konstantin more than the others. Everyone else seemed to have a pair, Freyja and Flea, Jagna and Katja, Alexei and Yana, Valeria and Maya, only Konstantin seemed to stand apart.
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he’s always got the words to say
just enough so you don’t notice
that you ain’t nothing but his prey
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i am posting a lil tiny plotting / starter call. give this post a like and i’ll drop some plotty shenanigans in your dms and i’ll post a starter for whatever we come up with <3
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mal , paintedragcn
Her reluctant expression soon morphed into one of intrigue. Even when she had lived on the Isle, parties for any kind of traditional occasion were kind of rare, especially New Years parties, which were supposed to be about optimism. She never really allowed herself to enjoy many of them.
“Nah, this fancy royal advisor is sick of Auradon’s holiday balls,” She snickered, sitting up straighter. “I’m just saying …you’re cool showing up with me to that?”
To outsiders, Gonzo didn't especially go out of his way to reveal how much he enjoyed revelry, but he did. He had spent most of his early life miserable and alone, any chance to go out and enjoy simple things like music, dancing, or rough-housing with his friends and family, they were some of his favourite things.
❝ That's the spirit, ❞ Gonzo laughed, ❝ screw Auradon's stiff lip events, nothing like an Isle rager to start the new year. ❞ Gonzo jerked his head in the direction of where he wanted to lead her and rolled his eyes at the question, ❝ I'm good with it, anybody has something to say about it, they can get their shit rocked. Besides, I wanna see how many drinks it takes for your face to go red, ❞
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Castor vs Gaius Chau ½
Into the Badlands - Chapter XX: Blind Cannibal Assassins
#〤 — i am rebuilding myself bone by fragile bone. 「 face claim. 」#〤 — i can’t apologize while i still have cuts bleeding. 「 skills. 」#obvi with my return to this blog#imma reblog my fav gifset in the world pls#blood tw#violence tw#eye horror tw
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nina , bloomrots·
“ what would i do without you , zo ? ” she leans over to peer down into the hatch he created in the floor . “ damn , you really thought of everything . ”
❝ crash, burn, and suffer, ❞ gonzo informed with a wide grin as he pushed himself upright, ❝ tried to. it's starting to look like a real place...i figured i'd leave all the painting and decorating stuff for you, ❞
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micah , songeurame·
@zzozo
“don’t be scared. i just need you to come with me for a minute.”
❝ Okay, now I'm just deeply suspicious. Is this a ' I need help with a body ', or ' I've got a wardrobe emergency ', what's going on? ❞
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mal , paintedragcn·
NEW YEAR STARTERS
@zzozo· asked: “Want to go to a party?”
Mal’s head tilted a bit as she looked over in Gonzo’s direction. She knew there were all sorts of parties happening tonight to ring in the new year. As far as Auradon’s parties went, the thrill had started to wear off the longer that she resided …and the outfits, while pretty, were kind of stuffy after a while.
“Are you, like, inviting me to one?”
Gonzo raised his brows expectantly as Mal fixed him with one of her stares. He had to admit, the uncertainty of whether or not he was actually inviting her to a party was well founded considering their history but the pirate shrugged, an easy grin on his lips.
“Yeah, why not?” Gonzo asked, “or are fancy royal advisors too good for Isle parties nowadays?”
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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍: halloween costume.
Sticking to his usual colour palette, Gonzo opted to dress up as a card game character called "No Face". Supposedly a murdered nobleman that haunts the in-game battlefield killing warriors, knights, nobles or royals unfortunate enough to trigger his trap card, while one of the games strongest trap cards, usable once per hand and able to be pulled from a discarded deck when paired with another card called "The Banshee".
Gonzo dressed in white and off-white, a sheer formal shirt with golden detailing, a pair of dress slacks and a pair of long boots with similar gold accents for the lace buttons. He also wore a long white coat and accessorized with golden rings and a various gold and pearl necklaces of various lengths. He finished the look with a white featureless mask.
Both Gonzo's shirt, coat and boots are made from colour changing fabrics, turning bright red when wet or damp and drying back to its usual white allowing for some fun misshaps to spilled drinks, rain, or other liquid spills throughout the Halloween weekend.
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𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐜. cotton, and wool, soft, thick, and stretchy fabrics that he can move in and that protect him from cold winds. denim is one of the only restrictive fabrics he's willing to wear, he also likes light linens and polyester.
𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭. engineering, specifically the designing and construction of buildings or things. he loves to work with his hands, he loves building things that will outlast him, that will make life easier, or that will help someone with something. he enjoys creating something from what might have been nothing before.
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞. family drama, gonzo struggles with social anxiety and he likes reading or watching things that tell stories about complex people and their relationships with others. he likes seeing the way that people can deal with situations, issues, or environments, it helps him understand people better while also allowing him to be at a safe distance in order to learn.
𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞. safe, he wants to feel safe, and he wants the people he loves to feel safe with him. he believes it should be comfortable, and as natural as breathing, something that is instinctual and casual. this doesn't mean that he expects love to be easy, he knows that it isn't, and he knows that there will be ups and downs, struggles and conflicts, but he wants the love to always be waiting, protected, and safe.
𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. snapdragons, spikes of brightly coloured flowers which are said to represent both deception and graciousness. gonzo dresses himself in colours that stand out, but his body language, expressions, and personality tend to make people think he's mean or cold, however this often conceals a much softer, gentler, and kinder nature.
𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. earth, he's very grounded, set in his ways, and practical, he leaves little room for flexibility, and tends to be a bit stoic but he's prone to sudden turbulent emotions which can shake everything around him and is dangerous when upset.
𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞. tree roots, the kind that climb up out of the ground, tangled, uneven, lumpy. tree roots that you can sit on beneath the trees branches and look out over the land or into the wood. tree roots that you could trip over if you're not careful.
𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞. touch, always working with his hands, always reaching out to touch something, to see who it feels, to test its weight, to figure out it's shape and memorize it to his hands. but also the act of being touched, of letting someone feel his skin, his scars, to run fingers through his hair, parts of him that he hides, conceals, pulls away from.
𝐦𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. griffin, a combination of a lion and an eagle, which combines intelligence and strength. gonzo has always been two things, both mortal and demon, boy and man, he's never just one thing, and just like a griffin, he is both highly intelligent, and incredibly strong.
𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. thunderstorms, they're loud and dangerous, but they align with the feeling of staying indoors, of sheltering under the boom of thunder in thick blankets, in the crackle of a home fire, of hot mugs of tea. something about existing at the same time as a thunderstorm makes him feel mortal.
𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐲. midday, everyone's awake, but there's that lull in the middle of the day where you can catch your breath with the people you're closest to. where you can share a tray of food, a drink from a canister, where you can touch base with your friends and family and ask them what they're up to, how their day is going, do they need anything.
𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. fire and earth, the smell of the forge. cold steel and hot iron, heat and tension, the scent of a hard day on beaten steel.
𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐞. ginger, sharp and warm, with woody and floral notes. it's strong, and easily noticable and is often in your face, but it's also soothing in its own way.
𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦. glowing embers, the remnants of a fire fading out, the way that it can beam to life with a brush of wind, the way that it can still burn even as its dying, glowing embers are the evidence of something that has already happened.
𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦. water straight from the tap, instant, impatient, it's something needed right now, it can fill a glass, or a bucket, or a barrel, ignore the groaning pipes, this water could last forever.
𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞. hands, his hands are always warm, always hot to the touch, he uses them to touch, to reach out, to hold, to help friends stand steady, to warm his lovers, to create.
𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. fear, he has so many people that he wants to hold onto, but he doesn't know how when the world is so much bigger than it used to be, and he wants them to be happy and do what they want, but he's afraid of what will happen if they go, and he's afraid of what will happen if they stay.
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. cygnus, which tells the story of a man by the same name, who sacrificed his immortality to be transformed into a swan so that he could dive deep into the waters to retrieve the body of his best friend and allow him to travel into the afterlife.
tagged by : @janefaery
tagging : @seoladair, @faetaels ( soren ), @biteofwinter, @handbitten ( frannie ), @cindheir
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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 : isle style .
Prior to the barrier’s removal, Gonzo’s style of dress was rustic, a hybrid of bohemian and industrial pieces created from recycled materials and fabrics disposed of by Auradon and transported to the Isle. As such, his dress style was ragged and patchy and it wasn’t unusual for some articles of clothing to be made of two or more types of fabrics. Beyond the layered and oftentimes oversized fits, Gonzo’s clothes were somewhat plain. Not only did his pieces lack in the usual Isle aesthetic of studs, spikes, and visible stitching's, but he generally avoided leather. Instead the dominant fabrics seen in Gonzo’s wardrobe were denim, cotton, linen, and wool as Gonzo struggled with the restrictive feeling that wearing leather had on him so he compensated with oilskin/oilcloth, boiled wool or coated nylon in order to resist the damp and wet weather of the Isle.
Like most Isleborn, Gonzo has a specific colour scheme which can be found throughout his wardrobe. Like his crewmate Gil, Gonzo valued earthy brown and yellow tones but gravitated towards lighter shades and chose feature pieces, such as his hoodies, jackets or coats, to be olive and muted forest greens. Other colours seen throughout his wardrobe are creamy whites, neutral greys and matte blacks.
Most of Gonzo’s clothing is cheap and easily replaceable, but are almost always ill fitted. His oversized jerseys, hoodies, and coats with all the layered fabrics tend to dwarf him and make him appear smaller and younger than he is.
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𝐦𝐚𝐥 , paintedragcn
SHIT I SAY – SENTENCE STARTERS
@zzozo· asked: ❝ I need to just sleep for like 17 years. ❞
“Unless that’s a serious plea, you might not want to say things like that around someone who’s studied a lot about sleeping curses,” She couldn’t resist teasing.
𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, closed it, then opened it again ❝ good point, maybe just a nap for a solid twenty minutes instead, ❞
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𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞 ; janefaery·
Injuries working on the forge were something Gonzo undoubtedly had more experience with than Jane did, but still her brow furrowed as she tried to remember anything that Lani might have taught her that would help. “You can wiggle all of your fingers, right? Nothing’s broken?” Nerve damage, what about nerve damage, could she even check for that? Shock would cause things to feel numb or at least lessen the pain, and the ice would help slow blood flow so that it didn’t swell up, but what about dulled sensation or things setting crookedly?
“Well, if you really think I could be better help than Johnny.” Applying a tilt to the name the same way that Gonzo did, Jane ceased frowning at the ice encasing Gonzo’s had up to the wrist and instead looked up to offer him a brief smile. Being teased by Gonzo was a good feeling and not only because it was a distraction from his injury, felt inclusionary and Jane didn’t feel the burning urge to grab at any chance to be useful and prove that she could be helpful.
“You know, I actually wouldn’t mind trying my hand at something small one day, but I’d hate to give you competition.” She teased back, absolutely certain that Gonzo had to be one of the best blacksmiths on the Isle even if she didn’t have any familiarity with the other Isle blacksmiths. “So what’s your pain level?”
𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 out of the ice long enough to wiggle his fingers, curling and uncurling his fingers carefully, there was tenderness and a little stiffness but nothing that felt like anything permanent or broken. ❝ nothing broken, ❞ gonzo assured as he shoved his hand back into the ice, ❝ it'll be fine in a couple days. ❞
he might even be overestimating how long it would take for the pain to subside but he would rather overestimate than underestimate. gonzo flashed jane a humored grin, it wasn't johnny's skill that warranted the emphasis to his name, but his personality. he was loud, always talking, and rarely sitting still, something that was likely to clash with the way gonzo liked to work in near silence for hours on end.
❝ you'd be a lot quieter, ❞ gonzo teased when he caught jane's brief smile. his mouth dropped open comedically upon jane's further teasing, ❝ i knew it. this whole time, you've just been out to take my job, ❞ gonzo laughed, shrugging dismissively as she asked him about his pain level. she was a quick study, from what lani had said about her, and she was picking up how people were quicker to answer honestly when they were distracted. ❝ three out of five? the ice is nice. give it another ten minutes and it'll be numb, ❞
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