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{{ THIS CHARACTER IS BEING MOVED

to my multi-muse! @prettycdds ! I am not deleting this blog, on the chance that I might want to separate him again-- and also to keep what threads are here-- so consider it archived!

But please do follow him over to there and feel free to still interact! My muse list is nostalgic media focused, not really comic books, but there's Powerpuff Girls muses-- and hey I am not at all stopping batman from meeting a disney princess if he wants to!

But thank you if you do follow him there ! :) }}

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I LOVE that you have a blog for brother blood, weird question tho…Do you accept request about any (within reason) headcanon questions?

[[ HI BTW this ask is literally a year old, but I just wanted to answer this to vaguely gesture at everyone that yes!! You are !! Welcome to send headcanons asks or asks for him to answer in character at any time !

Ask him about his students, ask him about the teen titans, his weird past, whatever !

I have not been active but I've honestly been silently lurking and poking my head in on this blog for months, sorry for the lack of posting though :') ]]

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you bald-headed demon… / from Argent,, ( whaa me reviving a muse JUST for this blog? yes, absolutely... also hello! <3 )

⬡𝓗⬢ " That's Headmaster Demon to you, young lady. " The school has moved locations. Surprised to see him here? Good. Professor Blood corrects the delinquent, turning to greet them with a single raised hand, radiating red energy. The psychic was quick to block them off from proceeding toward him and his computers with forcefields. But, also the door. They've meddled enough. Time out.

" Hello... Argent. Lovely... I can tell by your remarks you are still precisely the respectless little rebel your file suggests, Ms. Monetti. " Photographic memory. If its ever been collected up and written into his machines, its forever known, the biggest database not his computers but always his head. An unlike his students, he does his homework... " Shall I safely assume you aren't here for early enrollment? A pity... I wonder what those powers could produce if you learned some real discipline... "

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{{ AND the fact.... that he's so focused on science and education, for himself not just his students, he's specifically a high tech brother blood-- that is extremely weird! Because comic brother blood is almost always traditionalist and ancient looking.

and so it makes me think....... this is like athiest BB. This is a reflection of his resentment for the cult his father had. Like, if anyone brought up the church of blood to him he'd probably hiss about them being sycophantic lunatics. interesting interesting interesting }}

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i hope a hedgehog shits in your cereal, you difficult person. (Melvin)

⬡𝓗⬢ The headmaster cranes his neck down at the source of the disruption and cocks his brow. He admits, that one slowed him down a bit. " ... Ok. That's a new one, I'll grant. Your file did say you were... creative. Nonetheless-- " He continues stepping, but manifests a red tile at their feet to slide them to the side as he pasts, determined to be unimpeded in his task. " Such vulgar language... what are they teaching kids these days? " He half mutters to himself, the man who teaches kids to kill. He projects his voice more clearly as he continues.

" This is adult business, young lady. Please go play elsewhere. "

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maybe, if we wait a little bit longer, a fuck will fall into my hand, and i can give it to you. (Rose - P.S : Not Sorry! 😝)

⬡𝓗⬢ || His lip tugs deep into a scowl at their rude interruption. The headmaster's eyes glow red with aggravation at their poor attitude for a moment of heated temper before he rolls his head back and exhales through his nose, sighing his words. " Yes, that's my mistake... I shouldn't have assumed you were capable of conversation. " So he's being rude in turn, sue him. Its not like he can make her say no stronger...

Teenagers will be the death of him. But they're just words, even if they did take him by surprise. He flourished an eloquent hand in a shrug. " Villain speech aside... it was merely a proposition. If the pursuit of world improvement means nothing to you, what we do at HIVE is hardly different than your father's work. "

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{{ Mixing comic and tv canon has led to such a funny reading of Sebastian that he is just yet another generation of a Brother Blood cult leader, he did indeed grow up in that cult, he has the weird emotion vampire psychic powers, he did kill his dad at the age he's prophesized to, but then he just..... defected. This universe's brother blood just left and went off in a weird direction. Which means its possible the original cult is still out there and he is just avoiding them? haha

But he still has that weird tendency to always end up with a mass following of people he's responsible for ( long story why in the older comics, something to do with jesus christ-- ) but instead its a school this time. He can't help it, the cult mentality just follows him across centuries. And adding all that looming over his shoulder, something no one really is going to know about him unless you really dig into his past, just makes everything better in context. He's like-

I'm not running from my problems, I don't have problems-- If anyone shows up asking about a blood ritual turn them away-- no, the kids do not need to know I bathe in blood the kids do not need to know about my bathing habits period-- }}

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{{ Sorry f I don't have all my graphics done yet, like my ask header, I have something in mind but it'll require actually drawing a long hexagon shape and bleh, that bit might take me a while-- anyways full permission to any HIVE students to annoy him like an average teacher, Jinx rpers hmu. Anyone who wants to be a student / the evil version of their muse for a thread hmu tbh! That's the trade off, he might have overall mind control over you if you enroll but you get... annoy and pester immortal grandpa privileges lol }}

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"well, i'd like to help, but... you see... not as much as i'd like not to."

⬡𝓗⬢ || It was a rarity to catch the headmaster actually knocked down, usually so careful, so well guarded. He rolled across the ground and propped himself up on his elbow, already aggravated with the fact he didn't predict that one. But his eyes go wide at the rapidly approaching shadow over his head, however. He has to throw his other hand up and block a mountain of falling debris with beams of red. It appeared to be straining him dangerously just to keep it from crushing him, but don't worry. Not enough to stop his amusement at their comment.

" Hah! Mocking... the enemy... in their moment of mortal crisis, Robin? I'd give you extra points for that if you were in my class. " After a moment he begins to take a more relaxed posture as he speaks, cheek finding his palm while his red glow subtly creeps up the sides of the debris pile.

" Such a waste... And so much potential too. Perhaps almost as promising as Cyborg. But~! " Quickly, the old man finds a limber, almost push-up like position balancing on one hand with slender fingers, and throws off the dozens of massive boulders and metal bars in their direction. " Needs improvement. "

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“Surf’s up.”

– Brother Blood, Wavelength, Teen Titans (2003 cartoon)

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chaotic unhinged lines from 2022-2023 (prompt edition).

basically in 2021 i made a list of prompts inspired by lines in tiktok videos and instagram reels that made me laugh so hard i cried! and now i have returned with another list! these may provide an alarmingly clear image of what my sense of humor is (aka broken) but i figure a little levity is always a good thing! more prompts are forthcoming, but in the mean time: bon appetit!

knowledge has always chased you, but you've always been faster.

no... no, that was mango apathy juice. from the farmer's market.

of all these people, you are the one i understand the least. i want to get to know you better, but like, not that much better.

i-i will CHEW YOUR MEAT!! WHAT are you doing?!

ooooh god, no, you wouldn't be long getting frostbit!

you are evil. like a hobbit.

WHY MUST YOU FAIL ME SO OFTEN?!?!!?

i have had a perfectly wonderful evening, but this wasn't it.

AHEM!! fill my cup.

may god ignore you like you ignored my greetings.

i will avenge you mister van gogh.

call off work bestie, we need you to solve a murder. here's fifteen dollars.

you're not in love. you may think you are, you dumb fuck, but you're not.

go ahead and put the ranch away.

sadly, "hopefully" doth butter no parsnips.

forget school, i want to be an italian sandwich.

you shouldn't skip work, you are a lawyer and he is a hamster.

you can stop roleplaying now. you're free.

her coupon game was so fucking raw.

i'm sorry guys... he's making a salad.

you could get a straight guy here if you learned to make a good pasta. i'll teach you how to make a risotto that'll get you married and out of my basement.

hey, do you want me to get together a plate of roast beef and hide it in our room so we can have night meats?

it's not the most ethical thing in the world, but in a pinch you can hand off a cursed object to basically any baby.

no, children, you're wrong. once upon a time, there was a piece of wood.

and i'm not saying she deserved it, but i am saying that god's timing is always riiiiight.

hydrate or die-drate, ya DICK!

why did the monkey fall out of the tree? because it was DEAD.

new york city is a fictional place written up by someone with a sinister mind and a knack for comedy.

this is grindr my guy.

wait, i didn't finish teaching you the difference between human and wolf anatomy.

it's time to tell your grandmother that she was wrong. do not be afraid.

vanilla vodka... you fucking child.

without ash to rise from, a phoenix would just be a bird getting up.

you are fucking alive. do what you want.

why are you cradling me like a baby, friend? this isn't how guys of my generation hang out.

i hope a hedgehog shits in your cereal, you difficult person.

you know, i am not as mean as i would like to be. and i think people should appreciate that more.

see, i am not a kangaroo.

well, i'd like to help, but... you see... not as much as i'd like not to.

rest in peace you fucking onion fairy.

when god sings with all his creations, will a turtle not be part of the choir?

i fight for a seat in heaven, every. single. day.

map maker? can you find me somewhere on the map where this big man thinks he's the king?

you bald-headed demon...

so... there are 24 million pigs in australia... and 24 million people... so if you ever feel lonely, there's like, a pig out there that's sort of your cosmic twin.

remember, alcohol is god's apology for making us self-aware.

i'm straight!! stop CONFUSING me!!!!!

you guys want something to eat? because... i know we'll die if we don't eat.

he is a BIBLICALLY gorgeous man. i wanna feed him grapes. i wanna fan him with the frond of a date palm from the forests of Lebanon. i wanna find the alabaster vial of perfume oil that one woman broke for jesus and comb it through his hair. like... he's stressing me OUT.

i'm not sad! i'm freaking HUNGRY!

maybe, if we wait a little bit longer, a fuck will fall into my hand, and i can give it to you.

it's not my fault you thought you lived in this IKEA.

let's leave my mother out of this.

jason may kill people but he's not bad enough to kick a dog.

i run for LUMP!

oh no, i'm all out of caring, baby!

you don't think it mcbe that way... but it mcdo.

what is this enticing bowl of white?

serious question, do his nipples sparkle?

what in the reese's peanut butter fuck is going on here?

if your parents don't buy it, stop loving them!

i just hope you know just how much you've decreased productivity today.

that was poetry at its FINEST.

and if you let that motherfucker shenan ONCE, you best believe they're gonna shenanIGAN!

may god bless the dinosaur that died to make the fossil fuel that was treated to become petrol in the car that took her mom to the hospital to give birth to her.

that's modern milk for ya. what a time to be alive.

you have attachment issues. please fix it.

remember when people had secrets? we should bring that back.

the moon landing was an elaborate marriage proposal.

i don't like the cobra chicken.

i didn't know eggs were this expensive? it's time to lay my own, i fear.

so you're saying the reason i don't have a girlfriend is because i'm not a big enough threat yet.

god gave him a top lip, that's why he's so powerful.

it's a common mistake, but frankenstein was actually the author.

i finally got a pocket-sized diary!!! also i don't get the concept of life.

if a beautiful woman disagrees with me, i will immediately change my view. i've no principles.

how did you all end up married to such boiled potatoes?

if so much as one tear drops from their eye... i will slap you back into your mum.

you are ringing a phone that does not like to be rung.

look how Dr. doofenschmirtz had a fucked up childhood but didn't project his trauma onto his teenage daughter. he projected it onto a platypus.

it is mathematically impossible for you to get a wedgie.

i'm breaking up with you. i love you, it's just... i don't think you could protect me from a mummy.

if you can't do fractions....... you will fucking die.

that's right; in the year 1791, all of our bottoms were killed in a Big Bottom Massacre.

people always assume i'm mean. like CAN you BELIEVE THAT CRAP?! like WHAT would make you think i'm MEAN?! I'M THE NICEST PERSON ON THE PLANET!

the chocolate milk is strikingly overpriced and at the same time very easy to steal; another of god's little tests.

someone's gotta tell the waiter that i ordered mashed 'taters and it sure as shit ain't gonna be me.

if i had a week i couldn't list all the reasons that wouldn't work.

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⬡𝓗⬢ || Her final grade? Blunt! Overly abrasive, rash, lacking in coordination, and worse of all? Disobedient. The Headmaster was not one to take head on, so to speak, not alone. His psychic shield could block near every attack from the titan, even if he rarely hit her back. He was playing defense, he never sheds his billowing ceremonial cloak, he was not risking engaging her in combat, no-- he needed all his mental resources to keep her from leaving. At all cost.

The longer she fought the more dangerous he became. Unlike his students... he paid attention. Took notes, if only in his head. The tendency of her flying patterns, how tightly she could ever turn at the speed she was flying, and he blocked her mid trajectory, and again and again until she was cornered, trapped in honey, caught like the fly all these young heroes were-- buzzing around his head. Red energy restrains her at the wrist and at the ankles inside a honeycomb tomb, they pull her taught, and force her to look into his burning eyes.

And he doesn't relent his psychic grip, not until he sees every inch of green fire extinguished in that glare, just like that hideously rebellious spirit. Gone. At least, as far as he can tell. ... And he sighs, no different than a parent relaxing after a particularly assertive punishment. " There. Now... are we feeling less volatile, Ms. Starfire? All that destructive emotion is finally focused into a productive mindset... " With a wave of his hand, she's released. " A marked improvement. I knew you had it in you. " With a pleased grin he plays off well that twinge of sarcasm under his words. He offers her his hand to take. Perhaps a sign of just how much they were all just children to his very old mind. And how much he didn't want her wandering.

" Come along, Ms. Starfire. " They were leaving. Before the others came tailing after her, no doubt. He has no time for all that. " Oh-- but, do me one favor, dear: Take out your communicator and throw it far behind you for me. "

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{{ What am I doing I'm going to regret making this blog hahahA ok--

I don't know. I just love this ridiculous cult man. Bargain bin Slade could be so much funner to write than real Slade. I couldn't write real Slade, I couldn't ever be that serious for long, but this guy? He's so much funnier. He's responsible for 20 dozen children and he's so tired. He runs villain Hogwarts. He once cut all of Cyborgs limbs off. His comic book counterpart is extremely bloody and horrible. He has gay coded Disney villain energy. }}

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..................................... " Brother Blood, at your service. "....................................

indie. selective. heavily headcanon based. written by an Oddity. 𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 from 2003 Teen Titans.

carrd. ||

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{{ Welcome back to another episode of Animated Villains: Are Those Dark Rings Under Your Eyes or Eyeshadow? }}