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chaosmultiverse · 1 year

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📂📂📂📂📂📂📂📂📂📂📂📂📂📂📂 YES

Polly was a really good swimmer when she was alive.

Her hometown was one a seafront, so Polly spent a lot of time on boardwalks or otherwise near the sea.

She was the ‘mom’ friend of her friend group as she’d always take care of her friends who had taken too much or otherwise weren’t as good at limits as her.

Polly knows the basics of playing piano, though never got too into it.

While she manly watches shows that are battle heavy, she does enjoy the rare romcom. As long as there is a lot of over the top drama.

She doesn’t wear dresses to often, but more because within the monster realm it’s hard to find dresses that fit her body type and let her move enough for her comfort. When in Hell she’s much more likely to be rocking a dress if she’s doing non-combat related stuff in the day. And is fond of a battle skirt.

Dahila has a hard time understanding fairy tales but enjoys them regardless, even if to her they’re full of plot holes and odd choices of who to side with in the story.

The og Hope was very much not the ‘little sister’ typecast that the 4th Hope is, she was much more in line with the archetype of The Thinker or otherwise the team’s planner.

She was very vocal about when she disagreed with the methods of Faith & Grace and sometimes would spare enemies and hide them from the rest of The Coven.

Oz has a hard time enjoying horror movies, mainly cause he doesn’t find them that scary and the fear of anyone watching with him is very... Fake? It’s like store brought icing vs homemade butter cream to him which isn’t enjoyable.

Vera and her hair snakes share the resources from what they eat, so if Vera eats something they’re also fed and it goes the other way too. Very helpful when one part of the body is sick (& thusly has a harder time eating).

Vera has powers she doesn’t know about, and due to how rare Gorgon’s are to find this power isn’t common knowledge.

When Vera came out as trans, she picked her new name so it’s match the sound of her family.

Vera can hear what her snakes are thinking, making verbal communication unneeded between her and them.

Her snakes are only slightly smarter than normal snakes. Above a normal animal but no where near close to what’s expected of people.

Salil deals with arms and shoulder pain on the side of his body he’s been able to mutate, it normally isn’t too bad but straining it too much or using too much of his magic on other things can result in limited use of his arm.

Salil idolizes angels and demons as far as it comes to monsters he wants to be akin to. Though he has a soft spot for vampires as well.

#royalreef #Polly {& I’ll Probably Be Leaving So I’m Tellin’ You} {Headcanons & Meta}#Dahlia Aquino {All Is Fair In War} {Headcanons & Meta}#Hope {The Goddesses's Heart} {Headcanons & Meta}#Oz {In The Shadows Of Your Mind} {Headcanons & Meta}#Vera Oberlin {I Feel Like I'm The Worst So I Always Act Like I'm The Best} {Headcanons & Meta}#Salil {I’m A Lifeless Face You’ll Soon Forget} {Headcanons & Meta}

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deathfavor · 1 year

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TAG DROP 4. The Fairy Tail Squad

#᛭ — [IC] oh how memory sings to me [RUFUS LOHR]#᛭ — [VISAGE] gaze upon a night of falling stars [RUFUS LOHR]#᛭ — [MUSING] the wind whispers truths afar [RUFUS LOHR]#᛭ — [HEADCANON] memory cherishes but also forgets [RUFUS LOHR]#᛭ — [AESTHETICS] wander the labyrinth of a library [RUFUS LOHR]#᛭ — [MUSIC] sing to the red moon above [RUFUS LOHR]#᛭ — [IC] remember my name in the pits of hell [JACKAL]#᛭ — [VISAGE] destruction trails after each step [JACKAL]#᛭ — [MUSING] scream but no one will save you [JACKAL]#᛭ — [HEADCANON] pave history in violence [JACKAL]#᛭ — [AESTHETICS] the sun burn red above the war [JACKAL]#᛭ — [MUSIC] your heart beats a wartime melody [JACKAL]#᛭ — [IC] cower before the king of the underworld [MARD GEER]#᛭ — [VISAGE] observe what a nightmare truly is [MARD GEER]#᛭ — [MUSING] conquest arrives in the despair [MARD GEER]#᛭ — [HEADCANON] whispered tales in darkest nights [MARD GEER]#᛭ — [AESTHETICS] thorns coiled round a broken moon [MARD GEER]#᛭ — [MUSIC] symphonies for the shadows [MARD GEER]

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orionremastered · 3 months

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By any chance would you consider writing fwb with feelings headcanons for the boys 👀

Any chance? Any CHANCE?

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Not Just Friends

Dick Grayson

His favourite thing in the entire world is to snuggle with you while watching movies together

He was so happy when you proposed the idea of friends with benefits but 'no feelings attached'

He wasn't happy with the last part though

Sometimes without warning he'll hold your jaw in his hand and run his thumb over your bottom lip

He realised he had feelings when you said you were talking to someone and planning to go on a date with them

Little did he know you had feelings for him too and you didn't want to go on the date with a stranger but with him. you cancelled the date thirty minutes before, unable to feel guilty

You ran to his door and confessed to him when he opened it and he probably fell in love with you then and there.

Jason Todd

Jason was the one to propose the friends with benefits agreement

and it bit him in the ass

He started getting feelings for you when you held him after he had a bad nightmare

subconsciously rubs your inner thigh whenever you're wearing shorts

The times you've let slip that some guy has been bothering you, you tell him 'it's fine, they won't do anything'

he beats them up anyway (as Red Hood, of course)

You told him you were going on a date with someone and he was dead silent

You came back to him after the date crying, telling him that the man was trying to kidnap you, probably for human trafficking

He held you in his arms all night while you cried and at one point he thinks he heard you say 'I just want to be with you'

He thinks he was hallucinating

Beats up the guy and goes after the human trafficking ring with the entire batfam. No dear, don't ask why he came home at four in the morning and of course the blood he's covered with isn't his love

Tim Drake

You were the one to propose the friends with benefits thing

At first Tim was on board but then he started (day)dreaming about your smile, the smoothness of your skin and the way your eyes sparkled when you looked at him

Coincidentally, that was also around the time where he started buying literally everything for you

Stole your card and gave you his because he kept finding out you were using it to pay for things, even just groceries

You protested at first but he told you that he was just looking out for you. it's really nothing out of his earnings anyway

Eventually he started getting impatient and bought you a ring, asking you to be his girlfriend

His smile when you said yes made your heart flutter just a little but you're too embarrassed to tell him that.

Damian Wayne

Like Jason, he was the one to ask for the arrangement after he caught himself staring. often. like, too often for it to be just a friendship

Even with all of his training, he failed to realise you were staring too (he's a little thick with relationship stuff. maybe you can help him with that)

Stands behind you like a silent shadow and is, in all honesty, terrifying for many (many) people to approach

Damian, like Tim, will try to take as much financial burdens out of your life that he can

He likes holding your hand in public, and other people pointing out how beautiful of a couple you two are is just an added bonus

You moved in with him because 'it's easier and safer to just live with him' and you agreed

At some point the two of you started to do couple things like washing each other's hair, attending galas together and things like that

You just straight up asked him if the two of you were dating now and he was like 'yes. there a problem?'

There wasn't

#batfamily x reader #damian wayne x reader #batfam #batfamily #jason todd x reader #dick grayson x reader #tim drake x reader

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angelicxlly · 1 year

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—{ Muses Tag Dump pt. 2 } ✿

• Flower Gleam & Glow; let your Power shine ;; Neeko IC • Words are tricky; better to speak with colors and emotion ;; Neeko Aesthetics • Beauty shines from inside; where the heart dances ;; Neeko Headcanons • Co-om se henna means we smile forever; like Friends; That is the words ;; Neeko Musings

• A Honest Voice is Louder than a Crowd ;; Seraphine IC • Get your dancing shoes ;; Seraphine Aesthetics • Sure its a classic; but have you heard the remix ;; Seraphine Headcanons • Let's change the world ;; Seraphine Musings

• Flowers are the Shadows of Stars ;; Soraka IC • I cannot shepherd so I must inspire. ;; Soraka Aesthetics • We shall weave our own destiny ;; Soraka Headcanons • To heal and protect ;; Soraka Musings

#Flower Gleam & Glow; let your Power shine ;; Neeko IC #Words are tricky; better to speak with colors and emotion ;; Neeko Aesthetics #Beauty shines from inside; where the heart dances ;; Neeko Headcanons #Co-om se henna means we smile forever; like Friends; That is the words ;; Neeko Musings #A Honest Voice is Louder than a Crowd ;; Seraphine IC #Get your dancing shoes ;; Seraphine Aesthetics #Sure its a classic; but have you heard the remix ;; Seraphine Headcanons #Let's change the world ;; Seraphine Musings #Flowers are the Shadows of Stars ;; Soraka IC #I cannot shepherd so I must inspire. ;; Soraka Aesthetics #We shall weave our own destiny ;; Soraka Headcanons #To heal and protect ;; Soraka Musings #tag dump

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spacebarbarianweird · 6 months

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The Scorching Sun

My desperate attempt to redeem the ending scene

Astarion is running away from the sunlight once the tadpole is gone, and Tav is nowhere to be seen.

Tags: hurt/comfort

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The excruciating pain pierces Astarion as his skin starts burning.

The sun's searing rays cause agony from which there is no respite. The tadpole's grip finally releases him. Still, as it does, it leaves behind a gaping void, one filled with a mind that races with panic and anxiety, amplifying the horrors that lie ahead.

Astarion is scared. He has never felt so frightened in his life. Not when he awoke in his coffin two centuries ago, dying of hunger and pain. Not when Cazador put him through horrors and torments. Not when he was sealed in the tomb for an entire year. Not when he thought Tav was dying.

Because now he is burning alive.

Astarion desperately looks at his companions seeking support, but instead, he sees disgust on their faces as if without tadpoles they suddenly realize Astarion is a vampire.

He hears a chuckle, probably from Gale, that "Now our friend has to return to shadows" and another voice, "Seems like we won't see him again soon."

Once trusted friends now cruelly mock him, their laughter an eerie cacophony that reverberates in the depths of Astarion's consciousness. Each word stabs his undead heart.

You are nowhere to be seen. You are absent when he needs you the most.

Astarion runs toward the huge crates at the pier, which cast a comforting shadow. Astarion stumbles – he can't see anything; the sun has burnt his eyes. By touch, he finally gets to the shadows, curls up in the corner, and presses his legs to the chest.

Eyesight finally recovers. Astarion hears distant voices – someone laughs, someone cheers. He is jealous. Why can't he be there, with them, in the sunlight? Didn't he suffer too much? Didn't he fight the Brain with the rest? Why, why?

Tears stream down his cheeks. Tears of pain, tears of desperation, resentment, injustice.

Betrayal.

As the sun slowly rises, a merciful shadow retreats, and a harsh ray of light burns Astarion's right leg. The once-safe haven has become dangerous, and despair compels Astarion to seek refuge in the nearest house. The sun continues to scorch him, subjecting him to wave after wave of searing pain.

However, an invisible barrier obstructs his path, granting entry only upon invitation, offering no respite for the vampire. Astarion is left to writhe in the agony of the daylight.

He must go to the Inn. The vampire's invitation is forever, but the city lies in ruins, with only fleeting shadows left. Baldurians cheer, praising the gods for saving them from unimaginable horrors. Amidst the joy and light, Astarion feels like crying, for he knows he doesn't belong here. Life, light, and happiness are not for him; he remains a creature of the night, a monster. His foolish hope for anything else has faded away.

At last, he reaches the Inn. Astarion pushes the door open and collapses on his knees, palms pressed into the wooden floor. The pain clings to his body like acid sweat. The tavern is empty, and Astarion manages to stumble upstairs, each step feeling like an eternity. Even the cruelest tortures in Cazador's mansion did not leave him feeling so helpless and weak.

Finally, he crawls into the room he once shared with you and collapses onto the bed. The dark room envelops Astarion like a lover, providing a shred of safety. The echoes of his former companions' laughter still torment the vampire like cruel ghosts from the past.

In desperation, Astarion questions if he heard your voice. Were your promises of love empty words? Could you no longer want him, and the tadpole was the sole reason for your affection? These tormenting thoughts whirl in his mind, threatening to drown him as hunger and pain draw him closer to the abyss.

The hunger is insatiable, gut-wrenching. The tadpole had once dulled it like a medicine. Now, it is back, threatening to turn Astarion into a feral, mindless monster.

Astarion clenches his fingers, trying to grasp the reality: he is alive, his master is dead, and he is free. But it all means nothing.

Hours pass, and Astarion attempts to enter a trance to escape the agony, but his sunburnt body refuses to cooperate. He longs for respite, for a brief escape from reality, but the pain and dark thoughts overwhelm him.

Yes, he did hear your voice in that laughter, and he envisions an evil grin on your face. Perhaps you despise him and have moved on to someone else. Silent tears stream down his face, bearing witness to the profound betrayal he feels from those he once trusted and loved and to the unending nightmare of his existence.

Then, he hears footsteps. The door swings open.

"Astarion! I should have known you were heading here," you exclaim as you sit on the bed and take his hand.

Astarion looks at you in disbelief. Your face, your voice, your scent. You are back. He wants to grab you, to press his face against your collarbone. But he is so weak he can't move.

"Does it hurt?" you ask. Astarion nods, and you press your lips to his knuckles.

"I'm so sorry. I fainted when the tadpole was removed. When I woke up, they told me you had run away, and I've been trying to find you ever since. Hey, look at me," you gently caress his cheek. "I am here. I'm not going anywhere."

Astarion finally manages to look into your eyes. He sees the same love, care, kind smile, hope, and support he thought he had lost.

"I thought… I thought you were never coming back," he whispers.

"Well, if you had run even further, I would have lost you forever," you say.

The tears prickle his eyes once again. How could he have ever doubted you? What kind of person was he to assume that his lover would betray him?

"You didn't answer if it hurts."

"Like a hellplane," he replies.

"I am so sorry. I truly am."

Astarion finally manages to lift his hands and he presses you against his chest. You roll over and lie beside him, putting your head on his shoulder, and he wraps his right hand around you as you place your hand on his stomach.

There are so many things he wants to say to you but simply can't.

"What are we going to do next?" you ask.

He shrugs. "I don't know. What do you want?"

"Anything that doesn't involve staying in this city. We could settle somewhere…"

"It would be tediously boring," Astarion interjects.

"Agreed. We'll always have time for that. Maybe we should go to the Underdark to help other spawns."

He strokes your hair. "I'm not taking a living person to a den of seven thousand vampires, that's for sure."

Astarion presses you tighter, wanting to feel your heartbeat. Then, a realization washes over him: he is no longer in pain. His skin doesn't burn, and his muscles aren't being torn apart. Your presence alone alleviates his suffering. He kisses your forehead and responds with a smile.

"What do you think about getting away? Traveling with me and seeing the world?" you finally propose.

"Darling, I thought you'd never suggest it. I'm sick of this place."

"And we can find a cure for you. There are probably ways to allow you to walk in the sun or even reverse your vampirism. This world is full of cruel wonders, so why not give it a try?"

He nods and gazes at your face as if trying to memorize every little detail.

"I'm not going anywhere, Astarion," you smile. "Stop looking at me as if I'm going to disappear." You sit up and ask, "Can I kiss you?"

"Only if you promise me something," Astarion counters.

"What is it?"

"Stop asking for permission to touch or kiss me."

"You sure?" you hesitate.

"Yes. Stop treating me as if I'm made of glass. It's you. Your touches can never be unwelcome."

You giggle and kiss him. At that moment, you are the two happiest people in the world.

You both lay in each other's arms until sunset. When night falls, you leave the city walls and enter the wilderness. You continue forward, holding hands as if afraid to lose each other. Astarion's undead heart rejoices. He has everything a man needs.

Freedom.

A woman he loves, who loves him in return.

A future.

He would be a fool to exchange all this for false promises of power.

Suddenly, you stop, wrap your hands around his neck, and press your lips against his. Then, you proceed to kiss his cheeks, his forehead, and everything you can reach while standing on the ground.

He flinches for a second but then hugs you back and tightens his grip.

"Never ask for permission," he whispers into your ear. "You are always invited."

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