#hc tag. //

[volerons]

maelle ( & by extension alicia ) are clothing THIEVES. are the dessendres filthy rich ? yes . does that stop their youngest from taking any / all of their unworn clothes ? absolutely not . gustave , verso , or renoir’s old vests quickly become part of her wardrobe , as do clea or aline’s old skirts . the outfit that sophie wore during the gommage is an outfit maelle has … … “ borrowed ” before when she & gustave were still together . suffice to say , if you hand her a jacket , don’t expect to see it anytime soon .

[yakiire]

water is wet but zo*ro's love language to me definitely is acts of service. he may seem uninvolved in other people's troubles at times but really he can be quite perceptive and considerate of his comrades' needs and will generally go out his way quietly to somehow improve their days. you won't see him make a fuss over it. you'll just see the results; your fav trinket that you thought got lost on the last island/in the ocean back on your nightstand, your fav book with a torn page suddenly fixed bc someone asked the resident archaeologist if she knew a way to mend it, you getting skipped over during night watch hours because he saw you yawning the whole day and is fine with a double shift. the list goes on.

this character trait expands to self-sacrificial dimensions during battle and he won't even think much of it. sometimes caring means taking several hits for others because of how aware you are that your body can endure more than most. love is proportional to the pain you can weather.

[woozyhere]

stu absolutely whole ass has spice girls blasting in his room when he's home alone, he tells billy it's tatum's cd if he's caught

[ehrendiila]

hmmm, are you afraid of your brother?

Are you afraid of your brother?

The instant answer is a sharp, biting "No." The truth, however, couldn't be further. The truth is more complex. The truth is changing. Subconsciously, his hand goes to his temple and rubs a small circle where the black and purple hues of bruising had covered, his mind goes to his back, which still hurts some, and then to his heart and finally his own mind.

He's cracking under the additional pressure this shitstorm has brought upon them. Doesn't know what it's going to take to make Birvor realise.

To say he isn't scared of the half-orc is a bare-faced lie, he is, but it's not Birvor himself he's scared of. It's of what Birvor is capable of. What he will do to him. What he will do to Veszdrin. What he's done already. How he's changing. His hand falls, gloved fingers curling in the fabric above his heart. Gods. He hates it. He's terrified of the rages - always has been - but now they seem more dangerous and unpredictable and there's more than just him. He's scared for when even Kim can't get through to him.

His mind flits back to the night at the lake. Maybe he should just let go. Let himself be controlled. Maybe he should let Vesz go. At least he'd be alive-- Maybe he should give up. Something inside him twists at the thought. He thinks of Veszdrin--and there's tears welling before he can stop them. they're promptly wiped away with the back of his hand. It'd be better for the camp. For everyone around him, really. Just not for him, but when had that mattered?

" I'm not afraid of him. "

[arrowdeft]

On Violence and Ideals

I don’t really agree with how I often see Ashe represented in the community. I’m not a fan of how she tends to be almost pacified in her role as the protagonist, a bit too much of a violence averse goodie-two-shoes. Ashe is an idealist, and she has lofty goals for the betterment of the Freljord, but she is far from a pacifist and her sense of morality is far more in line with the warlike culture she was raised in, I see her as far more similar to Sejuani than is typically portrayed. Ashe was raised by warriors to become a warrior herself, fighting and violence are second nature to her.

In The Harder Path, we see Ashe presented with the leader of an enemy tribe, Hildur, one who was guilty of the slaughter of another tribe under Avarosan banner. She had surrendered to Ashe, bargaining her own penance for the sake of her tribe, and Ashe's first instinct is to behead her with Hildur's own axe. A swift and brutal act of vengeance, an eye for an eye, but she doesn't, and in sparing Hildur she's fighting with herself. Battling to prove that this practically cultural cycle of Freljordians killing each other is not the answer, but that's not easy, on another day in a fouler mood she could have easily taken Hildur's head as a warning to those who cross her. Although, her ideals of peace do not align with her absolute hatred for Draklorn and Frost Priests, she still holds a grudge over Maalcrom’s betrayal, and none of them will get any mercy from her.  

Leadership is easily challenged in the Freljord, anyone self assured enough can claim the current leader to be weak or unfit and demand ritual combat for sovereignty. Ashe is no stranger to this, having seen her aunt Helnr challenge Grena, and been herself forced to grant a warrior’s death to members of her own tribe over their squables, a loathsome tradition but one she saw as necessary. The strong govern the Freljordian tribes, and Ashe does not always appear to be so, being both young and small, the tall tales of her being Avarosa reincarnated are not enough for some, so a display in battle is sometimes the ony way to prove her strength, as regrettable as it may be.

[heartbreakincident]

nothing but respect for our troops (smut writers) but listen. i dont want to be the person to tell you this, but not every character is going to be a dom or a sub. some people. and i know this is hard to hear. but some people do have vanilla sex. and some of those people might even be The Character.

[boobilby]

Anyways

[panmaewon]

let's do some muhfuckin' headcanons and psychoanalyzing y'all —

pls take note that things will most likely change if we ever get more information about the Recruiter in future seasons/the prequel series, but for now, this is what i have pulled just from his monologuing in s2; this is quite the read, so buckle up!

— Park Hyun-min is his name ; anonymity is his game! he has gone by the nickname 'Kid' for so long that it is all he answers to and will scarcely answer to his birth name unless it is a dire or serious situation

— born 1979 and is currently 45 (s2). he has been in his recruiter role since the 16th annual games in 2004.

— he is fascinated by numbers and likes to play with the odds of things. what are the odds i can play Frogger across this busy street and not get hit? what are the odds that i can con this street vendor into giving me a free treat? what are the odds that a bird shits on me today?

— "I used to work at the games when I was younger." a very large part of me likes to think that he was "raised" in the games from far younger than young adulthood, and i will touch on this theory more to follow. i think he was very likely an impressionable and disturbed adolescent, merely looking for a place to belong. maybe he was adopted into the games, maybe he joined the pink suit ranks the second he was 'of age'. ( i will work this out the more i play him! ) for now, i like to place his recruitment around the year 1995, at the age of 16 or so.

' "These things aren't human. They're just trash, utterly useless in this world." I kept telling myself that and worked hard for a few years. Then they gave me a gun. It felt pretty good. Like my existence was acknowledged for the first time in my life. '

using my utterly useless criminal and behavioural psychology degrees to pick apart the salesman? absolutely. this is trauma. he has been abused, abandoned, and silenced by those he trusted the most, and although i have no real thoughts for a mother (and do assume she was probably out of the picture), i am keen to place the blame on his father: ' I don't know which year it was, but one day, I was about to shoot a man who had lost a game. This guy seemed familiar. Guess who it was. My dad. My dad was suddenly standing right in front of me. He was in tears, begging me desperately to spare his life. And so do you know what I did? I shot him right in the middle of his forehead, and realized, "Ah. I'm cut out for this job." '

the very blase and casual approach to this monologue is telling; he didn't give a shit about his father, probably due to his father not giving a shit about him in his youth. his not even remembering the year in which he murdered his father point blank is also very telling of the above: he did not care, and he did not grieve. Hyun-min found validation and a place to call his own within the Games, and i'm willing to bet Oh Il-nam was far more of a father figure to him than his own father ever was.

— using the information above as well, we can garner that their family was extremely financially burdened. his father joined the games for a reason, and that reason is always money. i think he was a gambler, and here is why:

to offer the homeless and downtrodden the choice between bread and lotto. his crash out is not just because of his frustration of 'human nature' to prove his point, that people are garbage, but it is linked to trauma as well — why choose lotto over a meal, especially when you're so unwell, down and out? i am willing to bet his father chose lotto/gambling/etc over groceries to feed his child.

— he absolutely has a panic disorder, though has learned very swiftly how to yank himself out of the panic the moment the overbearing wave subsides a bit. we can see this during his crash out, while after all is said and done, he pulls himself together, smiles, brushes himself off, and carries on. people with trauma showing and sharing their vulnerabilities are masters at cutting themselves off and pretending everything is fine. he is your classic, stare at yourself in the mirror and tell yourself 'stop crying, pussy' and he does.

— this is an on-going work in progress as i play him, as this is my first whack at him, and this may or may not be updated often or not so often! <3

[eydilily]

(look at what i have to offer) — this is the spider's nest.

[beebfreeb]

[volerons]

what does your heart look like ?

molten lava and charred flesh. your heart burned so fiercely that it burnt itself out , leaving horrible scars in its wake ; scars inside your chest and on the hands of those who touched you , the hearts of anyone who got close enough to connect to yours . the person you are now is no longer recognizable , burnt up by your own anger and passion and love . the injuries can never be fully erased , but they can be soothed with time and trust and forgiveness .

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

do you even remember the lives that you threw away like trash

continuation of this

[woozyhere]

i was gonna do this on sinday but got distracted, so i'm doing this now; y'all wanna know just how fuckin freaky this bitch is?? n.sfw headcanons and such below! tw for some more aggressive kinks, dude is unwell

hybristophilia; defined as feeling romantic or sexual arousal for criminals or an act of crime in itself.

autassassinophilia; sexual arousal and the achievement of orgasm are facilitated by the fantasy or belief that one is in danger of being killed.

blood play

knife play

gun play

sadomasochism

asphyxiation

masks (ghostface specific, but could play around with others)

degradation and humiliation; to an extreme extent. like, call him the f-slur or a girl in bed and he'll come on cue

alternatively, he does like praise

he is a sub leaning switch

he is homoflexible! he has dated/slept with women in his adolescence mainly to hide the fact he identifies as gay, but the right woman will turn his head. usually dominant women

not to mention, he actually loves eating out, and with a tongue like that? he knows he's damn good at it too

he's a really attentive partner and knows all of the spots that get a partner going in seconds

he's a talker! he'll dirty talk a partner to the point of making himself blush

not only a talker, but he's a fucking LOUD mouth. trying to get this guy to stop moaning like the rent is due is like telling a person to stop breathing. yes, he has almost got himself and billy caught on multiple occasions

public. stu has absolutely no qualms giving/receiving road head or going so far as to pull a partner into a dark alley while they're on a walk to have at'er against the wall

property claim; in the manner of leaving hickies and having hickies left on him. also good for scratching, biting, cutting, branding

receiving discipline; listen, this dude's parents were gone literally all the time, he LITERALLY got away with murder. boy's neglect trauma whole ass manifests into a discipline kink and--

daddy kink. probably a mommy kink too ngl

'beating the shit out of each other' as a metaphor for love. like stu will push billy's buttons to the point of a physical fight because he likes giving billy that outlet, but is also a pain slut so like. lmfao punching each other in the face is flirting actually

[ehrendiila]

& what horror trope is Ehrendil ?

family as a cult

you will never need anyone else. outsiders will hurt you, aim to corrupt you and ruin you and leave you in pieces, but your family will always be there for you. everyone has the same eyes, the same smile. the same sickly yellow light cast over their skin. the same tastes, the same food that melts to gray sludge on your tongue. family recipe. hugs last too long, touches linger and sting like sunburn. don't stray too far. if you come back looking like a wolf rather than a sheep, the dogs will eat you.

[madelinesthread]

[vengefulqueen]

i love how needlessly intense i made chrysalis- its just not enough that she feeds on the 'aura' of love, she's gonna eat the whole corpse with it