i am always thinking about cob but now youve got me thinking about modified so like. what would the cob mains be like in the modifiedverse? what would their demon blood %s be and what emotions would they lose if they did?
oh this is so much fun....I would imagine Crushed Olive Branch in Modified Bliss verse would probably just be a sort of normal modern au with some other weird elements. Like they're really just a group of friends and junk.
However, Dominic would ABSOLUTELY be afflicted. I'm not sure how much demon blood he would have exactly but probably like?? 75-80% range. and his lost emotion would probably be like...fear. which perhaps would free of him of his insane internalized homophobia but we can only hope. Perhaps then we would have a version of Dominic that is like Academy Dom but grown up. Theron/Dominic but it's normal
Theron I think would have pretty low demon blood. like maybe 30-40% range. He wouldn't lose an emotion at that amount but he would be more susceptible to demon related illnesses. I mostly think that's how it would be because there are some families in modifiedverse who really don't want any more demon blood than necessary put into their families. But again, maybe in this society he would be under the influences of insane internalized homophobia.
Mattias, Nerissa, and Ava i think would be run of the mill average person range which is around 50%. So no lost emotions between any of them either. I think Mattias would have the same kind of role as Yuri, where he would be super into studying and learning more about demons in the world (and maybe being attracted to them).
In this hypothetical MB!COB au, I think they would all be going to college together for vastly different things and having weird relationship drama. and Perhaps Theron/Dom/Mattias have a normal fucking love triangle instead of whatever the fuck is happening in the comic. Also Dom is a lot gayer but this time it's on Purpose.
2 notes
·
View notes
Some people really liked it, so here is some more of my unhinged fanfic of keefe in the forbidden cities
The
kid had come out of nowhere and she managed to hit him with her bike. Shit.
…
"Holy crap, are you good, man?"
The boy she had hit blinked through his blurry vision to see a girl kneeling over him, her messy hair blowing in the breeze. All he could do was groan. His butt hurt. The boy tried to stand but only wobbled, nearly toppling over. The girl caught his arm keeping him steady, but that only seemed to make him woozier. His vision went blank.
"Wowsa, I guess you're NOT good then."
That was the last thing the boy heard before passing out.
…
Name. What was his name again? He couldn't remember. His head hurt. His heart ached. What was his-
Oh yeah.
It was Keefe.
He forced his eyes open to find himself laying on some sort of table and bench combo thinking in the shade of a gigantic oak tree. Keefe turned his head to look at the bench connected to the table. Why connect them? Humans are weird. As he studied the bench, his gaze was caught on a leg.
That leg belonged to a person.
Keefe shot upright, ignoring the rush of lightheadedness as his body tensed, ready to flee.
"Woa there, bud. Chill out. I'm not going to steal your liver," the blond girl next to him said. The reinsurance should have made him feel better, but the thing about the liver seemed very unessacy. It made his gut twist a bit, almost like she was going back on her word and stealing his liver right then and there. "So, uh, what's your name?" the girl inquired. She seemed a little shy, but not in the "omg you're so hot and charming" way he was more used to, but in the "I just carried you to a table in a park and now I have no clue what to do with you now" way. Keefe supposed he'd feel about the same in her place.
Keefes brain was so out of wack, he didn't even answer the girls question. He just looked at her blankly while his brain grasped onto the least important things. Like how she wasn't acting like most girls did around him. Maybe she was one of those people Sophie mentioned to him. What were they called again? Lemonon? Lebonan? No, lesbian.
Before he fully grasped what he was saying, he blurted out, "Are you a lesbian?"
"Nice to meet you "are you a lesbian"," she retorted dryly.
Keefe reddened and crossed his arms irritably. (GOSH his head hurt). "I don't need to tell you anything."
She snorted and smirked a little, "Well aren't you a salty little cookie." Keefe just stared at her confused. Did she just call him…a baked good? He was befuddled before, but now he was baffled. He may have watched humans before, but this was the first time he had actually spoken to him. Were they all this confusing?
"What?"
Keefe must have looked as baffled as he felt because the girl cringed slightly and seemed to shed a little bravo. "Sorry, I kind of forgot that you literally fainted, like, 20 minutes ago."
Wait, he'd been out at long?! "Wait, I've been out that long?!"
"Yep, you kinda freaked me out. I have a couple of friends that faint sometimes, but it usually isn't for more than a minute or two. You'd better get home and get something to eat."
"Oh yeah, I guess." Sweet, he could just walk away and everything would be fine-
"I'll walk with you."
Keefe bit back a curse. This weird human was making it VERY hard to be undercover. With a forced grin he hoped was charming (he probably looked like he was freshly done with his daily hair appointment…with the mouth of Verdi the T-Rex), he stood to leave and find a corner hidden enough to lightleap away. "Nah, I'm good, uh…" She never gave HER name either. "...cookie." Wow. That was smooth. (Not really).
As Keefe moved his legs to leave, everything went fuzzy for a moment before his vision cleared. Suddenly towering above him was the girl with the tail end of a shocked expression twisting into a mix of amusement and irritation. Realizing that he had fallen flat on his butt, he looked up at the girl a little sheepishly.
"You're "good", huh? Oh, and my name is Soda." Soda was worse than Cookie in keefes mind, but Soda dragged him to his feet before he could dwell on names for too long. "Come on, we're going to Subway."
…
Subway, as it turns out, was not an underground collection of dangerous human transportation, but an above ground collection of dangerous human food. Wasn't the ham Soda ordered made from pigs? Ew.
Soda turned to Keefe after she finished ordering her sandwich on the weird assembly line. "What do you want?"
Keefe tried to play it cool, but his nose wrinkled a bit when he mumbled, "I'm good."
Raising an eyebrow, she seemed ready to add a sparky remark, but she paused when she noticed the way Keefe kept sending sideways glances at the meat section. "Oh. You're vegetarian."
Before Keefe could intergect Soda had already ordered him a vegetarian sandwich. Keefe recalled that cheese was made from cows milk.
Ew.
The two of them sat in a corner booth. As Soda calmly ate her sandwich and drank her soda (was she named after drink of was it named after HER?), Keefe figeted and ignored his sandwich. The human emotions didn't make the world spin like it did when he first leaped, but his head still pounded and he had trouble focusing. Again, he found himself focusing on all the wrong things.
"Why do you have the same name as your drink?"
Soda smiled slightly (she was used to people asking about her name), but the way he phrased the question made her lips twitched downwards once. It was almost like he didn't know what soda was. Nah,that's crazy…
21 notes
·
View notes
I kinda think it's hilarious that Bakugou is dead for a hot second and when he comes back to life, Deku is a crying mess, All Might is on the brink of death and the whole world seems like it's gonna implode on itself.
I mean, we knew that there would be no victory without our symbol of victory in bnha but wowsa, boy literally about to prove the reason for the katsu in his name, again. And Deku will get the biggest buff of the century, considering he's always been just a little stronger with Bakugou by his side.
30 notes
·
View notes
The trials continue!
Cars, y'all, are horrid things. Our car went and died via turbo on the engine quitting at life. Had to go and get another cheap car as an emergency buy with money we didn't have to waste. Little cheap car isn't too bad I guess. I got a manual for it and the desire to cause chaos.
Gotta spend nearly £50 on small parts like spark plugs and an air filter to replace them on engine which, yikes. But hey, you gotta do what you gotta do.
Car has MOT until 13th December which... Isn't ideal. Have a full 5 days before I get paid so even if it passes MOT, won't have it back until paid for it... Ugh.
Do have the front brake discs and pads so I can, hopefully, sort them out myself and not require them adding on top of MOT cost. Back brakes are a them problem however because shoes and drums are Not My Wheelhouse At All.
Anyway. This is more to complain about bad luck, bad timing, and spark plugs being lil binches that desperately want to cause me problems.
🙃
Will I kill this car tomorrow when I try and do the spark plugs and air filter? Maybe.
Am I going to do it anyway? Yes.
What happens if things go wrong? I cry from frustration and figure out how to pay for repairs and MOT.
What happens if things go right? I cry from joy and still figure out how to pay for MOT.
Do you think the universe likes to give me problems to deal with because it doesn't want me getting bored or... Ya know... Having a good, happy life?? Fucked if I know.
3 notes
·
View notes