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blitzendoggo · 2 years

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Headcanons and Canon Update

This is info update from Godforce ep6-7 and Breakpoints 3: A Standard Quest

B.B.

Headcanon:

-has braids in his beard

Charlie

Canon:

-has an axe guitar

Specks

Canon:

-is the Leader of the Rangers

Reylias

Canon:

-is a Warlock patron??

-has a team of Godcursed

Headcanon:

-When he first transformed he thought he was going to die because of how bad it hurt.

-Since being transformed he has had chronic pain constantly.

Sky Skimmer

Canon:

-has a heartbeat?

-is a Lady

Headcanon:

-Mercury’s mother’s soul resides in the ship and is why she’s alive.

Markos (Legs)

Canon:

-is Mercury’s father

-Bad person/father

-Smuggler/Pirate

Headcanon:

-Is a wife-beater and child abuser

-Alcoholic

Mercury

Canon:

-is the God of Travel

-His mom’s dying wish was for him to get Sky Skimmer & get the hell away from Markos

-is scared of Aragdus

Headcanon:

-used to want to be a pirate like his dad until he realized what his dad was actually like

-Calls his dad Markos but his mom mother/mom/ma/etc.

-Very Superstitious

-Extreme Daddy Issues

Goodbid

Canon:

-has the law version of a spidey-sense

-is rich

-lives in Riftreach

-is 5’10

-has very bad impulse control

Doc

Canon:

-made Djared

Headcanon:

-is a short King

Djared

Canon:

-Is an acronym

-DJARED: Doc Johansen’s Alternate Reality Entanglement Device

-is ⅓ of a time machine

Prohis

Canon:

-his eyes are ever-shifting with the chaos colors

Callisto

Canon:

-his eyes are grey

Glib

Canon:

-is homeless

Headcanon:

-Is very sympathetic to werewolves/other transforming creatures

-Does not understand why S.G. Shapeshifts so often

S.G.

Canon:

-moves around a lot (so no home)

-has healer’s feat (took one first-aid class)

-has hold monster

Skeezvol Shrakks XIX

Canon:

-Wasn’t supposed to be king (was his brother) was told that he can’t die, and then fought his brother. He scooped out his eyes to intimidate him.

Ezekiel

Canon:

-Head of religion in Aragdus

-Made the gold golems

-Very tired

-Old

-Magic users

-Sarcastic

-pauses a lot while speaking

-will match people’s energy

-is not a gambling man

Dayv

Canon:

-is a bard-barian

-is a human woman

-is here for a good time

-Smart Valley-girl

-5’5”

-has no armor

-is wearing a nice dress

-has a glave and a whistle stick

-has heat metal

-when entering a rage she takes out earrings and pulls her hair up into a scrunchy

-Davy’s mom: “You’re being a lot right now”

Volath Clanslaughter

Canon:

-is a goliath (8’6”)

-a heavy European accent

-“pacifist”

-a cleric

-just wants to keep people alive

-has killed a couple hundred something

-is really smart

-has a lot of gold

-can change his eye's color

-has contagion as a spell

-Reading Volath’s rules for alive is like looking into the eyes of Cthulu

-got melted

Headcanon:

-Is really sensitive to sound now

Laurel

Canon:

-Teifling

-Has a cursed (sentient) book

-Wizard? Warlock? Spellcaster.

-wears glasses

-nerd with bad social skills

-wears a cloak

-has wings

-stutters

-is immune to spell spells

-can summon demons

-“The Book is Fine”

-is Kraken’s favorite child

-is constantly being pulled by the book

-book is slimy and wet

-high intelligence and low wisdom

-bound to a Kraken god unwillingly

-book tries to protect him but acts independently

Tris Beark

Canon:

-BugBear

-druid

-raspy voice

-on a self-fulfillment mission

-wants to do good

-family is very bad

-trained from birth to kill many things

-sprays poison when he gets anxious

-was raised to be a villain

-7’0”

-can speak to animals

-can cast “blight” which drains the life/water out of people

-can heal

Sons of Discorso:

-Members wear metal masks that restrict jaw movement

-vow of silence

-speak through their instruments

- people have mixed feelings about them.

Members:

-Legato is a bard and speaks through a flute

-Mordendo the First Chorus (God) wears a mask but has a giant mouth in his stomach; is very confident and calm; has a normal voice despite the stomach mouth (which is talking); has a scream attack

-Andante is a swashbuckling pirate

Aragdus:

-is very wealthy

-difficult to get to

-is the Chaos area

-accessible through (Ruins of) Inanus

-King and Queen are hella wealthy

-King Romulus (himbo) and Queen Ramira (brain cell) Ragdon

-King and Queen title is passed from generation to generation.

-Royals are figureheads

-Looks like the Emerald City

-Everyone (except Ezekiel) is a golden golem construct and thinks they are the only one

-If they are touched by the black goo (thick like honey but nearly as sticky) then they go berzerk

-Their “Religion” is secrecy (worship the Absence)

-The Absence is lonely

-Higher levels are unaware of what happens in the lower levels

-When you tell a secret the lights go out, there are footsteps, and whatever it was gets taken.

-When they go berserk, they still have consciousness.

Voctan quote: “A being who denies wisdom, denies all peace”

Extra:

-It’s spelled Dramatticus

-Standard Quest takes place 297 years 6 months and 3 days before the main campaign

-Pied Piper is canon

-Hellen (Prince of Hell) is real?

#d&dorks #sir_superhero #pandaredd #momoiscariot #naethan apollo #nikhilclayton #glib #Mr. Goodbid #s.g. iguess #skeezvol xix #info dump #headcanon list #listen man I'm trying my best to keep everything up to date #It's kinda hard when I have to write new character descriptions every other episode #/lh #this is a labor of love

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mandalorianfantasy · 2 years

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hunting on a foreign planet

Summary: You’re too hungry to think. You’ve been hunting this bounty for days and it’s time to find some dinner, despite Din previously telling you to wait it out. Looking for herbs to season your dinner that’s roasting over the fire, you unknowingly grab a savory aphrodisiac plant. & You know the rest...

*FemReader, smut, no grogu, accidentally cooking with an aphrodisiac herb, blindfolded reader, fully clothed dom + unclothed sub.

You’re walking through thick brush. You’ve been pushing aside branches and ducking under vines. The Mandalorian walking about 100 feet through the trees to your left. You told him you were veering off to cover more ground while looking for the bounty, but you were really hunting for some dinner meat. You couldn’t hear yourself think over the loud growl of your stomach. Din told you to wait it out earlier and focus on the mission, but the hunger pangs are taking over your reason.

You and Din have been trying to sniff out this bounty for four days now in this maker forsaken forest. Although he was hot on the trail this morning, it has quickly fallen off since. The bounty was fast on his feet and knew this foreign planet better than the both of you. So many places to hide. Zig-zagging through numerous trees and foliage, sinking down in mush. You and Din were annoyed at how long this is taking and you’ve taken it upon yourself to hunt some dinner before you both fade away.

Din comes into view from afar, waving you over to him. Hell no, not now. You’ve been following these tracks of a... something? Whatever it was, you were definitely gonna eat it. You’ve been on its tail for a good few hundred yards, and could smell how close it was now. You shake your head no and put your finger to your lips as signaling for him to stay quiet. You see in your peripherals Din start making his way in your direction, equally annoyed as he is curious what you’re up to. You hear the animal shifting through brush ahead of you. YES, finally closing in.

With light feet, you creep through the vines and branches. You see the animal standing in the shallow spot of a pond drinking. Sneaking up as close as you can, you come around the back of where it’s standing. Careful with your steps... you draw out your beskar sword ever so slowly. Then in one swift movement, you leap onto the animals back. Plunging your sword through the back of its neck, and killing on impact.

“HAHAAAAA,” you scream in victorious excitement at the capture of dinner, as you fall to the ground on top of the animal.

Din stands watching on the edge of the pond and shaking his head, “are you kidding me, how long have you been hunting this.”

“COME ON help me,” you grunt while trying to drag the animals body up and out of the pond.

“I told you to WAIT, we need to get this bounty taken care of already,” annoyance in Dins voice. You knew that he was equally as starving, if not more so. He had let you eat the last ration you two had packed away. Neither of you were expecting this to be such a long trip.

“Din.” You drop the animal and look at him placing a hand on your hips, breathing heavily from dragging the beast. It was a pretty large animal for you to lug around. “I don’t care about credits, I am starving. You need to eat also. We can’t catch a fast bounty in a foreign planet when were sluggish and hungry. Now come help me drag this bitch somewhere we can cook.”

Din staring at you with his head tilted and arms crossed the whole time. After a few seconds he lets out a grunted, “fine.”

“Anyways, night is coming fast,” you say as Din approaches you.

“Mmmyeah,” he looks up towards the skies changing colors, “we’ll have to find a good spot to wait the night out.” He crouches down and hoists the animal over his shoulders. You look at him with an eyebrow raised, always impressed at the muscle that mandalorian packs away under his armor.

“It seems like there’s higher ground to the West of us,” you point. Din nods his head and the two of you set off.

You collect firewood on the way while Din trudges along with the freshly killed meat. Smirking to yourself at your victory as the Mandalorian lugs your dinner behind you. Finding a nice spot higher up with some running water near, you start building a fire and tend to it until it gets blazing. Then you go to work on creating a spit to roast the meat. After cleaning and cutting the meat up using the nearby stream, you put it on the spit-roaster over the fire. Looking around the camp, you realize Din had been gone almost the whole time you’d been preparing dinner.

After making sure the fire was contained, you decide to find where Din had gone. You truly loved to cook (maybe you just loved to eat) and were incredibly resourceful with your surroundings. Along the way you look for any good herbs to use for seasoning on the meat. Grabbing handfuls of plants and taking deep breaths to draw in the different aromas. Sometimes nibbling on them to determine what flavors you were after. Although a lot of the plants on this planet were foreign to you, you had an incredible sense of smell and almost always knew when something was poisonous. You come across a beautiful purple flower, and are immediately drawn in. The vibrant color, the red stems, it drew you to it like it was using the force.

Plucking one of the gorgeous flowers, you take in a long deep breath. An immediate feeling of elation washes over your whole being. You take another breath, burring your face into the pedals. Oh Gods, you think to yourself. Your mouth is salivating, your body tingling. You feel bliss cloud your brain. You put the entire flower in your mouth and bite it off the stem. Closing your eyes, savoring the colors and somehow feeling them as well while you chew. Your eyes snap open as you swallow, and you start gathering a large bundle of these euphoric flowers.

Din sits on higher ground than you watching the horizon, incredibly alert of his surroundings. Every bird, every lizard or sway of trees in the wind is acknowledged. You walk up to the higher ledge he’s occupying and sit next to him, holding a bundle of herbs you collected to season the meat. Din’s vision trails down to your hands holding the bouquet of plants.

“What is that?” He asks.

“This is going to be dinners seasoning,” you explain with a gentle smile.

“It smells like... it’s so...” Din can’t finish his sentence. He keeps taking breaths in, distracted by the scent flooding his senses.

“Mmmmmm,” you bury your face in the bundle again, almost entirely made up of the purple and red flowers you stumbled upon. “So decadent.” A look on your face of pure ecstasy.

“That scent is almost... almost charging... It’s... so consuming. You’re sure thats edible?” Din is suspiciously relaxed, eyeing the bundle you hold.

“Yes and it’s delicious,” you bite off another savory sweet flower. If ‘daydream’ could describe a taste, this would be it. Plucking one and handing it to Din. “Try it,” You tell him, basically drooling. “You can relax a little bit ya know,” you say softly.

“Not right now I cant,” Din replies, his words were meant to be stern but his energy was melting down. Seemingly gliding into a dream after slipping the flower under his visor and into his mouth.

“I would have smelled something, or your helmet would have picked up some heat by now,” you try using reason to bring down the protective barrier he constantly has up. You stand up and get right in front of his view. Eyeing him smugly, before you turn around and wiggle your butt in front of him. Looking behind you to see his reaction.

“Stop that,” he mumbles lowly. Putting a genuine effort in trying to come across unamused, but failing at the attempt.

“At least come and sit by the fire with me?” You suggest, big puppy dog eyes. “I put all this effort into building it..?”

“Okay,” Din says surrendering with a sigh, “I’ll be down in a little bit.”

“The meat is cooking, don’t be too long,” you turn to hike back down to camp. That intoxicating smell following you down the mountain.

You sit by the fire, ripping up and sprinkling herbs along the dinner. You’re rotating the meat when you hear shuffling in the trees. Immediately standing up and pulling your blaster, Din steps into view.

“Just me,” he says walking into the camp. “I thought you said we could relax now?”

“Relax, yes. Not completely drop our guard,” you reply raising an eyebrow.

“Well it seems as though there’s nothing but critters for a few miles within our radius, so its a good time to eat and get some shuteye,” Din says coming and sitting next to you by the fire and setting his gun down. The sky has darkened almost completely now. The glow of the fire lighting up a small circle of camp.

You grab the dagger from your thigh holster and start cutting some slivers of meat to hand over to the Mandalorian. Din is finding this oddly arousing, you preparing a dinner for him that he earlier watched you kill. You remove your back harness holding your sword and set it by the fire, Din follows your actions by setting down his jet pack and spear. After cutting some meat for yourself, you sit down with your back against his. This has become your routine way of eating. Back to back, you can share meals together without Din being wary of you trying to sneak a peek beneath the helmet. The shredded purple specs glimmering on the meat. You’re so hungry you can hardly pace yourself from inhaling it.

Din murmurs from behind you, “mmmm mhmm.” You can feel the rumble of his sounds vibrate against your back, sending shocking waves down your spine.

You can’t help but release a small giggle. “So delightful,” you respond to his sounds of satisfaction.

Then silence as the two of you eat, nourishing your bodies. Slipping further into a sedated state. Were you just lethargic from all the food you ate? No... this felt different. A feeling like electric waves rising up, and then calm tranquility setting in after each pulse. You wanted to articulate why you were feeling so much, but couldn’t focus on those thoughts. You could feel Din relaxing all his muscles in his body against your back. Your breathing falling into unison, long and deep. With each breath, you’re becoming so relaxed that you could feel yourself starting to get wet. Breathing becoming a little faster paced.

“(Y/n?)” He asks from behind you, voice free of his modulator. Damn, that sends chills down your body.

“Yes?” You reply with a deep sigh.

“Are you feeling... off?” Din asks in a slow concerning tone.

“I... I don’t know. I don’t know what’s happening.” You struggle to find words. “I might have an idea what’s happening, but I - I can’t focus.” Images of the seductively scented flowers you had kept eating were flashing across your mind.

“Hmm,” Din hums as he reflects on your words. “I can’t focus either...” Din trails off with his voice, and you feel his body tense up. “It’s getting hard for me to be so close to you.”

Din puts on his helmet and stands, putting his hands on his hips and staring down into the fire. You turn and on all fours you crawl a couple feet to get closer to the fire, trying to replenish the heat leaving your body from losing him against your back. You notice his line of sight following your body as you move on your hands and knees, situating yourself close to the fire and then sitting back. Your blood starts to rush faster. A primal urge bubbling inside you, gaining more momentum each moment. You know you ate a lot more flowers than he did, but you wonder just how strong its effecting him.

“Why must you do that?” Din growls it almost angrily.

“Do what?” You look up at him, face glowing. Looking at him made you melt, and it wasn’t the feeling of the fire. You cock your head slightly, not able to stop the lustful thoughts that are making your head dizzy.

“You know what you’re doing...” Din says low and sternly.

You lean back down onto your hands and knees, making eye contact with the Mandalorian. He scoffs at your actions. “Why must you fight the urge?” You say crawling a foot closer to where he’s standing, not being driven by logic. You are being taken over by impulsive actions brought on by this sensual hallucinogenic state.

“(Y/n), you’re too distracting... and I need to make sure I can sense any movement around the camp.” Din sounds like there’s a plead in his voice. Fighting his body, he’s putting in a tremendous amount of willpower to not feed the urges consuming him. You both know, he’s gonna cave in if you keep pushing.

“We’ll be the only movement that happens, I promise,” you say seductively.

You continue crawling in slow steps towards his feet. Sway in your hips, never breaking eye contact with his visor. He lets out a defeated grunt, taking off his belt with the blaster and dropping it into the accumulating pile of weapons. The act of a Mandalorian beginning to surrender. You’re at the base of his feet now. Looking up his body with a glimmer in your eyes. He reaches down and puts his gloved hand under your jaw, tilting your head up even more to meet his gaze.

“You don’t take no for an answer, do you?” He says amusingly. Instinct is starting to posses Din, a primal drive to dominate you. “You have such a pretty mouth (y/n).” He turns your head from side to side, as if he’s examining every inch of your face beneath him.

Your face so close to his waist. You break eye contact and glance down in front of you for just a moment. You can see he’s growing under his pants. Snapping your eyes back up towards his visor as he speaks.

“Are you longing for me, pretty girl?” He coos.

You shake your head up and down and raise your eyebrows, “mhmm.” Sucking on your bottom lip.

“Stand up and take off your shirt for me,” he orders it. You stand, and keeping your eyes on him, slowly lift your top throwing it towards the pile of shedded weapons. You drop your thigh holster holding a dagger, as well as the blaster at your hip. “Now turn around when you take off your skirt,” you spin slowly, moving with grace. You put two fingers into your long black skirt that has a split on the side revealing some leg. As you slowly pull on the waistband, Din says “bend over as you pull it down.” He’s got excitement in his voice, an eagerness he’s trying to withhold.

You slow your movements even more so. Bending forward and arching your back as you pull the fabric over your butt, revealing a little black thong. Dins body is vibrating. Letting out a satisfied, “mmmpphh. Come over here and taste me.” He unzips his trousers, and in an instant your down at his feet again. His hand back on your face, giving your jaw a squeeze as he admires you once more.

You reach in and pull him out to meet your mouth. He’s so hard he’s throbbing for it. You lick up his shaft and come to the tip, slowly going down on a couple inches. He puts his head back and lets out a breath that you can hear underneath the beskar. You lick him all up and down, sending tingles up his body. He wraps his hand up in your hair and plunges your mouth deeper and deeper onto him. Controlling the motion of your head bobbing back and forth. Groaning and pulsing for you.

“Rub your pussy while you please me,” he directs you, and you feel the butterflies flutter. You move your thong to the side, and start rubbing yourself in circular motions. Already so wet, your panties are soaking. He pulls your head back off him, “god you feel so good, I have to pace myself.” Din pulls his gloves off, and grabs your shoulders. Pulling you up to your feet and close to his chest plate. He reaches down and rips a sliver of cloth off his shirt.

Tying the strip of cloth over your eyes to blindfold you. You immediately hear Dins beskar helmet drop to the floor, an electric anticipation fills your body for what comes next. You feel his hands on your shoulders drop to your hips. Then jump a little when you feel kisses cover your tummy, your hips, your thighs. Your hands shoot down to feel his is curly thick hair. He grabs your thong with his teeth and pulls it down with a low growl. Every touch he gives you burns with desire. He takes one of your legs and lifts to drape it over his shoulder, the cold beskar from his armor jolting your body temperature.

With one of Dins hand firmly holding your thigh that rests on his shoulder, the other hand travels to see how wet you are for him. You let out a whimper, so sensitive at his touch. He massages your clit in small circular motions and then slips a finger inside you. Another small whimper, as you tighten around him. His hand movement becomes more fluid, curling his finger inside you. He starts to lick up your clit while pumping his hand. You throw your head back, starting to shake from the movements. Another finger slips inside you and out cry out, tightening your grasp on his hair.

He knows you’re close and he slows his movements to string you along. Smiling into your dripping pussy as he kisses it softly. As the shakes subside, he can feel you start to relax around him. Which is when he decides to shake his hand faster inside you. Shaking back and forth, your eyes rolling back into your head. You start to cum all over his hand and pull his head tight. Burring his face in your pussy as he relentlessly thrusts his fingers into you and eats you up. Convulsions taking over your body, dripping juices down his jawline.

Your breathing is heavy as Din slows his motions yet again. Then slowly removes his fingers from you and lowers your leg to the ground. He turns your body around as he stands and pushes your shoulders forward with one hand, while drawing your hips to his body with the other. A hand moves to your throat, kisses fill up your neck from behind. Din grabs your hips and thrusts inside of you. A yelp leaving your lips at the size of him. “You’re such a good girl for me,” Din coos from behind you. Both hands tightening on your hips, he settles into a rampant rhythm.

No longer able to control himself, he reaches up and tightens one hand around your throat. Thrusting as fast as he pleases, using your body for his pleasure. Getting lost in each other, just fucking you dumb. Din rolls his hips into you, your juices coating him. He growls with satisfaction at the feeling shooting up his spine. He reaches around to rub your clit while he fucks you. Your body tightening up at the sensation. Then in unison you orgasm together, your body spasming around his and Din’s hard cock throbbing with gratification.

You stay still this way for a moment, both of you trying to catch your breath with Dins arms wrapped around you. Din withdrawals from you, zipping himself up. You hear the helmet get picked up off the ground and then his hands gently untying your blindfold. He’s holding your clothes out in front of you and you give a sheepish smile as you take them. Din removes his cape and lays it out on the ground next to the now dull fire as you get yourself dressed. Sitting on one side of the fabric, keeping the spot closest to the fire open for you.

You try smoothing out your hair that you know looks a mess. Heart still pumping so fast. “You’re beautiful,” Din says admiring you as you collect yourself, still so flustered. He moves his head nodding you over to him, an invitation to come join him laying on the cape. You slowly sit and lay back, putting your hand behind your head for support. Din lays back as well, putting a hand gently on your thigh. You’re both still bubbling off the high. Bliss flooding your bodies.

The fire a slow flicker. Feeling his hand gently squeeze at your thigh sends you into a dizzy all over again. Practically humming at the touch. The clearing through the trees above you shows a million stars. Milky galaxies in the distance. You take a long deep breath in, hold, and exhale. No where in this universe can compare in this moment. Will you ever come down off this high? You look over at a small bundle of purple flowers laying by the fire that went unused for dinner.

You reach over and grab one, bringing it to your mouth. You take a bite of the petal and look up at Din. His helmet tilted down to watch your actions. “Wait, don’t keep - “ Din starts up but you bite off the rest of the flower before he can finish his thought. He lets out a sigh at your defiance. You smile at him, incredibly comfortable with your current place on this planet. Then Din extends his arm out under your head, and you snuggle into the Mandalorian. Entranced with the sweet scents swirling your head.

You wish you could live forever in this moment.

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