#Existential Powerlessness

[wickedzeevyln]

✮ Oracle ✮

No point in arguingagainst someone who can read your thoughts, who is omniscient, who knows you are guilty even if you haven’t transgressed. Your words are muddled, your reasons obscured, you are irrelevant to the equation. Log in, the pact is made, resign to your fate. Your explanationsare poor excuses, forever linked to a dot in the middle of a blank page. Against the author, your role lacks…

[walriding]

"miles is stupid for going to the asylum" "miles should've tried to leave instead of exploring / recording everything" "miles is a dumbass for--"

what if what happened was inescapable. inevitable. what if waylon emailed him and only him for a reason. what if his pre existing obsession with murkoff meant it was an opportunity he couldn't pass up, and even if it looked dangerous what if he couldn't just turn his back on people suffering because of the company. what if once he entered the building the rest of it was completely out of his hands. what if his entire journey through the asylum as orchestrated by father martin really was at the behest of what whispered in the static.

what if there was no other way it all could have happened because Something Else needed him exactly where he ended up.

[bonefall]

where’s that little horror piece about kits never growing up in Starclan? because I remember it so vividly but I can’t find it.

The one about Bright Stream?

Weird that it's so hard to find! It's probably because it's got such heavy tags lmao.

I really mean it though like, canon's permakitten system and the idea that Bright Stream is up there, forever taking care of fetus children who were filled by sudden knowledge and yet never grow past that point absolutely horrifies me. Jesus Christ. I don't know how anyone reads that final scene in Path of Stars and isn't filled with itching, white-hot existential dread, man.

Sometimes you just gotta write horror about it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[vaguely-concerned]

I was going to have rye maaaybe start to buy into solas' whole johnny silverhand deal a little bit more in the post-weisshaupt talk -- to Progress the Arc tm/set up the beginning softening in that relationship and heighten the effect when it eventually goes. quite another way entirely -- but the sheer spectacular cruelty in hindsight of 'at least you still have varric to talk to' is such that considering where I'm intending to end up with this narratively, the stoic 'not here to make friends you fucker gimme your intel' option is simply irresistible. gotta have that echo rattling around rye's head forever when he decides that you know what? I have had enough of being nice, actually. I do want to go ape shit. someone hold my coat for me please I have some work to do and I don't want to stain it. guess for now the ol' watcher training & instincts are still kicking in enough for them to treat solas like a tricky spirit you should treat with respect and good intentions, but also shouldn't be out there offering little fingers to unless you have a whole arm lying around to spare haha

[zeledonia]

slaps roof of meteion and sphene you can fit so much 'person with a kind personality tragically forced into cruel actions by the core of their nature' into these girlies

[shallowseeker]

Sam and Dean are grieving the loss of Mary, Jack, and Rowena very differently in 15x06 Golden Time.

Sam is throwing himself into the mission and rushing to rekindle the thing with Eileen. Dean, on the other hand...is stuck.

DEAN IN STASIS

INT. MEN OF LETTERS - KITCHEN - NIGHT

ONE: Dean is eating Jack-type cereal. The lack of Jack mentions are LOUD, y'all. Jack's death too painful to mention, much less face. That's why Dean will later default to talking about Bel as "code" for Jack.

When Cas died, Dean ate PB&J, and when [OMITTED] died, Dean ate cereal. Cocoa Crunch. That's a Jack-coded cereal in the script, as Jack was shown eating Crunch Cookie Crunch last season.

TWO, wow--that is one SERIOUSLY DEPRESSED man. Sam is taken aback by just how depressed and downtrodden Dean is beneath his barbed jokes. //

SAM, INCENSED

Sam is soooo frustrated and mad about it. Here Sam is, working SO hard, and Dean's given up. (Not to mention, Cas is giving Sam the silent treatment by proxy. Poor Sam, really.)

Dean's not allowed to give up. He won't. He can't. Per season 15's The Trap, that's not the Dean who raised Sam.

///

Dean doesn't rise to Sam's irritation, not even a little bit:

Not vindicated, just deflated.

So, Dean goes back to stress-eating and watching his stasis-oriented comfort series to escape it all. Dean plays up the act, eating messily.

///

Cas is...who knows where he is.

(fatalistic)

What is a fatalistic person? A fatalist is someone who feels that no matter what he or she does, the outcome will be the same because it's predetermined. Fatalists share a sense of being powerless to change the world. In philosophy, a fatalist is someone who holds specific beliefs about life, destiny, and the future.

Chuck is hostile. Dean's life is a hoax. Mary is dead. Jack is dead. The future is dead. Cas is dead to him. Cas left him. There's nothing left for Dean to have faith in anymore.

There is no future.

Sam can't deal with a fatalistic Dean, so he goes for a run. Dean grabs more cereal and continue la wallowing in despair.

///

Meanwhile, Cas is finding a sense of renewed resolution

Dean may be fatalistic, but Cas becomes resolved to stand and fight Chuck.

(Cas has become seriously strong-willed over the course of the series. I'm so proud of him!)

The nice thing here is that Cas has BEEN fatalistic before, too. He was there in seasons 7-8, you know?

(In a way, Dean's where Cas himself was then! If Moriah-Dean is season 4-Cas, then Golden Time-Dean is easily a season 7-Cas.)

Anyway, because he's already weather existential crises and rebellion, Cas is better positioned to process, and he does.

(Sam, too, went through bouts of fatalism and despair, notably when he went AWOL on Kevin, "You're well and truly alone," etc, and purely driven by the need to escape, and then took on the Hell trials.)

Here, they're all suffering from the existential wound of Chuck and the loss of meaning in their lives, even Cas.

///

And Cas realizes something about Chuck's game, a resounding gong against his past escapism:

///

Off Cas, finally resolved.

///

DEAN SPIRALLING

Cut back to Dean. Self-defeated:

15x06 Golden Time

It is not until Dean meets up with his dark mirror in Lee in 15x07 Last Call that his will to fight returns.

It's no accident that Lee bears some resemblance to the Dean in AU Michael's Nihilism world. Dean had some contentment (not true happiness) in the falseness of Rocky's Bar, for sure, but it existed primarily as a means of fleeing the storm that was raging outside.

It was an anorexic happiness, a contented world of potential with no risks.

Lee is like the ghost of Christmas Future, and Dean finally rejects becoming his worst self.

(All scripts here.) via @spnscripthunt

[merrilark]

Sometimes you gotta hear or see things and take a big deep breath, hold it, and pretend you're exhaling out all the weight because nope, can't deal with that right now. Nope, nope.

Sometimes ignoring things you cannot realistically do anything about is the best course of action for taking care of yourself and the things you actually can do something about. It's okay to prioritize, because if you string yourself out too far for every problem or fear, you're not going to have the energy or headspace to take care of your own stuff.

So deep breaths. Let it out and try to focus. You're okay. Take it one day at a time.

[holytrickster]

the closer I get to my birthday the worse I feel . haha. like what the fuck do I have to show for myself now I'm out of school. I know they think theyre being funny all "when are we kicking you out" "get out" but it's starting to not feel funny anymore...idk.

i feel like everyone acts really understanding about mental health until it affects being able to do even basic self care shit and then suddenly you're just lazy. As if I'm not already constantly feeling self loathing + guilty lately for how I feel just..so behind everyone. like I love my friends but it's so hard sometimes watching people that are like three years younger than me seem more like they know what they're doing. and they're actually enjoying their summer maybe instead of spending most of it tired and in pain

[inked-withlove]

Soft hands that end in talons A fierce grip, making me sink into clouds Not a physical hurt, no Making it easy for it to slip through To make me forget A sickeningly sweet smile As my head is held down in water I scream, with no sound My lungs fill with just enough air to let me live Is it water still? Or is it smoke? A firm grip on my chin changing my view I don't need to see, to feel, to escape It's so warm and safe in this emptiness Letting life pass by Minute after minute, hour after hour Years pass by Syrupy slow and lightning fast And colours fade Oh, where am I now? A blink of clarity, air comes rushing in... Soft hands cover my face Talons nip flesh blood and tears mix and flow freely The air is back to barely keeping me alive

— inked-withlove

Image Credits: left: Christopher Campbell right: nikko macaspac

[luna-azzurra]

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[thesiltverses]

If there’s a list of books or plays or movies or tv series that influenced Eskew/TSV what’d be the top 10?

Probably different every time someone asks! But today let's go with...

Kafka's Castle / Trial / Penal Colony / Metamorphosis, Ligotti's Kafka-inspired stories (e.g The Town Manager) and other semi-adjacent absurdists and brilliant weirdos (Daniil Kharms, David Lynch, Hans Henny Jahn, Kobo Abe, arguably Fernando Pessoa?) who like to deal with social performance, human reaction and the pretence of normality in the face of unbearable strangeness, monstrous impositions and nightmare logic

Beckett's Happy Days / Endgame / Not I / WfG / Malone trilogy for the tragically pointless but inescapable search for meaning and fulfilment in ourselves, in our memories, in other people, in this wasted landscape, etc

Junji Ito's Uzumaki / Gyo / Amigara Fault / other stuff for powerfully making the argument that ludicrous horrors are also terrifying and gross horrors are also hilarious

Works that explore the helpless terror and allure in being horribly transfigured into a final shape that makes sense of us (The Fly / Videodrome, Annihilation, Ovid's Metamorphoses, Society, Ito again) or relatedly the shameless joy of setting fire to our social and familial and societal environment and embracing the wild, devilish, bestial and profane (a lot of stuff, but I'm thinking of the works of Angela Carter and Leonora Carrington and also The Witch and Carrie, that one Clarice Lispector book where she eats a bug)

Dostoevsky's Devils, Crime and Punishment and Notes from Underground for his unsurpassed collection of asocial self-obsessives having an existentially bad time and handling that poorly

The 1973 double bill of The Wicker Man / Don't Look Now for exploring the tragedy and horror of how our search for meaning may entrap us into a dead end of meaningless horrors

All of LeGuin's fiction but particularly The Dispossessed and Omelas.

The Wire for its peerless portrayal of a cast of complicated and largely unheroic human beings all attempting to either reach or destroy one another but who are ultimately all adrift and alone in the modern supersystem. The Wire and The Lives of Others for affirming the worth of even futile and powerless to support others who are suffering within that supersystem.

Any and all shit about strange and awful environments which may possibly possess a malevolent will or which are perhaps merely beholden to their own natural laws and we are the ones drawn to destroy ourselves within them (The Stone Tapes and many of Nigel Kneale's other works, The Children of Green Noah, The Haunting of Hill House, Roadside Picnic / Stalker, The Terror, The Minpins, Annihilation again, The Island of Morel, I know House of Leaves is a perfect fit for this but personally I always found it a bit hacky)

Riddley Walker, A Canticle for Leibowitz, and other post-apocalyptic work - to some extent Mad Max and the better Fallout games apply - that find the value and humanity (while recognising the potential for self-destruction) in our absurd efforts to construct meaning and to tell meaningful stories from out of the ruin and chaos all around us.

There's other stuff - The Silt Verses steals a lot of its initial atmospherics from True Detective Season 1, both shows are inevitably in dialogue with the mechanics and themes of Lovecraftian cosmic horror even if I wouldn't call Lovecraft a positive influence - but that's a pretty good list, I think.

[winchester-reload]

I’ve been feeling some kinda way about AI recently, as I’m sure many of you have been as well. While I know it’s not all bad, I can’t help but feel discouraged by the influx of artificially generated images in the art world. Art isn’t just a picture: It’s intention. It’s meaning. It’s thought.

Art is a story, and it needs a soul to tell it, just as it needs a soul to read it. AI has none of that.

But, while I am powerless to stop it, I can pick up a paintbrush once in a while and do something a computer can never do. Please enjoy this little watercolor sketch I made while I mulling over this existential drama 💚💙

And check out the process video if you want to add some chill vibes to your day.

[jujuicykaisen]

NSFW headcanons for which characters you think likes an SO that likes to wrestle and be pinned down as part of their foreplay? Thank yoooou. 💕

A most excellent suggestion~

Characters: Toji Fushiguro, Satoru Gojo, Ryomen Sukuna, Choso

Contents: slight sub/dom, pinning, Sukuna, mild humiliation/playful degradation, gn!reader

Toji Fushiguro

Let's get the obvious part out of the way—no way in hell are you going to win any wrestling match, playful or otherwise. It's Toji. You could attack him with your whole body and he can fend you off with his pinky finger.

Strong isn't the word for it. Toji's as immovable as a mountain.

While he can switch it up in the bedroom, he does like to be in the driving seat.

He likes to grab both your wrists and pin them down over your head. The scarred corner of his mouth kicks up in a sardonic grin as you try to push against his big hands.

"You know there's no point to that. You versus me is a losing bet."

"You'd know all about those," you retort, struggling, giggling, red in the face.

You're not giggling later, when he has you pinned down in a mating press, the sheer power of his body keeping you firmly in place while he pounds into you.

Watch out because he'll overstimulate you to fuck, locking you down underneath him while he fucks you well past the point where you thought you needed to tap out.

Satoru Gojo

He might be the Strongest, but Satoru still finds it adorable how you seem to think you can take him. (You can take him, but in a slightly different way...)

Not only does he have to lower his Infinity before you can even touch him, but he's also ridiculously strong. The power differential is wild, and this comes out playfully when you fuck.

Satoru will let you try to hold him down or push on his shoulders, rolling his eyes and giving exaggerated protests about how you're manhandling him.

Then, without warning, he'll flip the script and have you on your back, both of your wrists clasped in one long-fingered hand, that beautiful unsettling face looming above you. His eyes ares a little too wide, his grin a little bit too sharp, and for a moment you get the tiniest hint of the existential dread that his enemies must face with him as an opponent.

Then he leans down and kisses you, and it goes back to being hot.

He likes the feeling of you squirming underneath him, but he also likes your hands on him, so he'll compromise by pinning your body to the mattress, leaving your hands free to scrabble at him while he fucks you to infinity (and beyond!)

Ryomen Sukuna

This answer shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone.

What does Sukuna's true form have four arms for? To wield a weapon and be able to cast jujutsu at the same time? A fool's answer!

Naturally, he needs all those upper limbs in order to hold his offering totally equal partner down and manhandle them.

Forget just pinning your wrists. He can hold both of them in one hand, hold your legs open, and line one (or both) of his cocks up with your body. Doesn't matter which anatomy you've got going on—Sukuna's going in.

And the fact that you enjoy it? That you like being held down whether it's face-up or ass-up? As far as Sukuna's concerned, it's only fitting that you like to be kept in your place—beneath him.

Think that means he won't mock you for enjoying being dominated? think again. This is Sukuna we're talking about here.

"Look at you, you pathetic little creature," he says, leering down at you. "The more powerless you are, the more you mewl for me..."

Choso

This isn't a domination thing with buff emo bun-buns, here.

Choso considers himself the responsible one, a leader, and this mentality will definitely crop up in the bedroom if you make it clear you want him to take charge.

The wrestling and pinning during foreplay is purely playfuk. Choso's usually stoic, melancholy expression breaks into rough, muted laughter as he pulls your hands away from his buns or his blood mark and pushes them down to the bed, telling you to behave.

Things get charged and intense during sex, fingers interlocked with yours, clasped hands pinned firmly over your head as he moves over you, taking full responsibility for bringing both of you to the pinnacle.

At first, it's just because you like it and you asked for it, but Choso comes to enjoy it as well. Having you place everything in his hands like and ceding some of your autonomy to him gets his little half-cursed heart pumping.

A trust fetish, maybe?

AO3 | Other Blogs: Bleach | Bungo Stray Dogs | BNHA | Naruto

[tallykale]

episode 19

as you can probably tell, i've thought a lot about what post-canon one would look like in my vision... i've said before that i have issues with straightforward fix-its, and i do genuinely love the tragic open-ended conclusion that the series has, but i... am not immune to playing with characters like dolls LOL

here's some writeups about where everyone is at mentally in these pictures. please please please PLEEEASE feel free to ask me more about this cuz i love talking about my beautiful mind palace

charlotte: somehow the most optimistic person in here, mostly out of necessity. when she died, she saw parker leading her out of a cave as her waiting room and was about to take his hand when airy respawned her, so she has a brief moment of bonding with bryce when he talks about the waiting room and seeing stella. with the knowledge that there is potentially a way to get out (bryce and liam being the proof) and the fear of rotting away again she is by far the most actively motivated to help liam figure out the computer. a lot of her days are spent talking to liam over the mic and writing out the code in the dirt so she can try to understand it. she still has to push against her natural misanthropy (and often shouts at liam or bryce for being fucking stupid and useless) but both working on the code and helping amelia give her something concrete to focus on outside herself. she wants to get home so she can make amends with her friends. charlotte is scared of dying! she's really genuinely horribly scared of dying and has awful vivid nightmares about rotting away. she often pushes amelia into talking about her life which causes some tension, but it's because she really hates seeing amelia lose herself like that - a metaphorical rotting away of the self.

subway seat & atom: not on the same level of pure existential depression as the batch 1 contestants, but they both feel the hopeless mood pretty harshly regardless. subway feels very lonely as the only hidden object still 'awake', and likes to carry whippy creamy around rather than just leave him sitting on the ground constantly. tray is too big and unwieldy for him to do that with, but he 'hangs out' with her anyway, talking to her and whippy creamy in the hopes that it'll get them to want to wake up again. atom doesn't talk much, but he still carries his piece of grass. he's definitely the person who's the least affected by the prospect of being stuck on the plane forever, since he… doesn't really perceive existence in the same way as everyone else? he's an atom. but his time in the competition definitely made him view everyone else as friends, and he feels even more powerless than usual in the face of this incomprehensibly difficult problem.

amelia: falls into total hopelessness when bryce rejoins, basically seeing it as the final sign that they're never going home. still calls everyone their competition names (she actually gets into a big fight with bryce about it lol). she gets really clingy and dependent on bryce when he first comes back but it crashes and burns pretty quickly when, during an argument, bryce tells her how much he wishes he could just go back and never have let liam in and forgot about everything… which really sucks for amelia to hear, given that she's part of that everything. after that, with bryce isolating himself, she's kind of reliant on charlotte to keep her going. she blames liam for airy dying and secretly kind of thinks he killed him but just isn't telling them… she also doesn't really believe there's any way of getting out and is just kind of waiting around to die of, like, old age i guess. after how long she's been here, amelia is convinced that she has nothing to even go back to and frequently forgets details about her life. regularly cries and hates being alone. the shift markings on the side of the water tub have changed from being a way to keep track of time and stay sane to a horrible reminder of how long they've been here and how much longer of an eternity they have before them.

bryce: hates himself and liam and airy and the plane and his entire stupid fucking life. bryce is really, really fucking pissed off at liam for losing the notes and letting texty die and every other mistake he's made, and isn't shy about telling him that. as well as being angry, he's also incredibly miserable, because he was finally starting to turn his life around (he quit drinking after the plane) and now it's all for nothing - and even worse, those 7 months he spent getting better were 7 months he did nothing to help the rest of them, especially amelia. he's horribly guilty about that, and that he didn't tell amelia about the fake votes before he was eliminated… but finds it easier to just let liam take the heat for that one at first. after he fights with amelia about it he becomes a bit of a hermit, hanging out by himself next to the plug, and never responds when liam tries to talk. contemplates suicide regularly but pretty much the only option is drowning himself, and the idea of that still scares him more than staying like this forever. would kill for a beer.

liam: tortured by horrible guilt every day over a million different things. these include getting bryce pulled back into this (plus delayed guilt over getting him for real killed), letting texty die and not saying anything about the charger, not telling amelia that everything was fake, knowing that charlotte is going to die if he doesn't get really smart really fast… he's frequently gripped by fits of rage where he almost smashes the computer and has to hobble around outside with the axe for a while to blow off steam. he has really bad nightmares and dissociative episodes, made worse by the isolation and spending hours in a dark cave. liam really wants to fix things with everyone but genuinely has no idea how to start that conversation. he assumes airy killed himself (and views it as an unforgiveably cowardly move) and directs a lot of resentment towards him. he has a lot of things he wants to say, especially to bryce, but the fact that he cant talk to anybody one on one makes things difficult. spends a lot of time just reading through the code, too afraid to actually make any changes in case everyone explodes, but talking it through with charlotte at least makes him feel like he's doing something. more than he would like to admit, liam catches himself staring at the plane as if it's a simulation or a livestream.

[vinnyvamppp]

DMC HEADCANONS ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧

Note: no one asked for this, I’m doing this to partially cope after the anime AND because I’ve been putting off posting about other fandoms. This series was my fixation in middle school!

Warnings: Both SFW and NSFW headcanons.

Featuring ⭐️: Dante, Vergil, Nero, Trish, Lady, and Nico

(Love these hotties)

🔥 DANTE SPARDA — SFW HEADCANONS

Sleeps with the TV on. But not out of laziness. The sound helps keep the silence from creeping in. After losing people close to him, silence started to sound like a threat.

(BEFORE DMC3) Still keeps the amulet that was given to him when they were kids, even if he pretends he doesn’t care. It’s shoved in a drawer somewhere, scratched up and dull. He checks on it sometimes without realizing.

Bad with names, great with faces. He’ll never remember a demon’s name, but if you helped him once five years ago, he’ll offer you pizza like you're family.

Flirts to deflect, especially when conversations get serious. Ask him how he feels about Vergil now, and he’ll make a joke about being the prettier twin.

Secretly plays guitar. Bluesy, slow stuff, never in front of others. It’s the one thing he does that reminds him of Eva, their mom, who used to sing.

Orders every single pizza “extra extra cheese” and then yells “THIS ISN’T EXTRA ENOUGH” at delivery guys like a diva.

Thinks Bluetooth is a demon and refuses to use AirPods. “Not putting that demonic soul-sucker in my ear, thanks.”

Has definitely been banned from multiple karaoke bars for screaming Bon Jovi.

Believes Febreeze can exorcise a room. “Smells like demon ass in here—psh-psh-psh—boom, purified.”

🔥 DANTE SPARDA — NSFW HEADCANONS

1000% a giver. His whole thing is making you feel good. He wants the moans, the praise, the squirming. He's in it for the show as much as the finish.

Loves messy makeouts, hands all up your shirt, your thighs, your hair. He’s tactile and insatiable once he knows you’re into it. He's a physical lover through and through.

Very vocal. Expect dirty talk, playful teasing, even praise if he sees you’re into it. "Damn, look at you… you gonna take all of me like that, sweetheart?"

Has a thing for being interrupted mid-fight — blood pumping and adrenaline high — the way you grab him after a mission? Game over.

Secretly really into overstimulation. Let him go down on you and he won’t stop after one. Not even after two. He wants to hear you beg.

❄️ VERGIL SPARDA — SFW HEADCANONS

Sleeps with a sword near him at all times. Not out of fear, but control. He’s haunted by how powerless he once felt. It’s a comfort, like a knight sleeping in his armor.

Reads philosophy and poetry, especially existentialism and epic poetry (Dante’s Inferno, obviously). There’s a tenderness in the way he marks lines he resonates with, even if he denies feeling emotions.

Still can't eat spicy food and it infuriates him because Dante can. Vergil sees it as a personal failing and won’t admit it.

Feels guilt in quiet, invisible ways, like sharpening Yamato longer than necessary when he’s trying not to think about Nero.

Watches over Nero without ever speaking, perched on rooftops or standing in crowds, making sure his son is safe from a distance. One day he might say something. One day. (He didn't)

Once walked into a glass door at a museum and then blamed it on “human architecture” being flawed.

Has no idea how phones work. He will stare at it like it’s a cursed artifact. If you call him, he just glares at it until it stops.

Thinks memes are witchcraft. You show him a cat video, and he whispers “unholy.”

Talks like Shakespeare but accidentally texts in all caps because he doesn’t understand keyboard functions. "WHERE IS THE SWORDSMITH? —VERGIL"

❄️ VERGIL SPARDA — NSFW HEADCANONS

VERY INTENSE, usually controlled, and most times dominant. He wants to undo you with precision. One look and you know you're not walking tomorrow.

Loves edging. You think you're close? No, no. He’ll stop, pull back, whisper “Not yet.” He wants absolute surrender before you come.

With a low, deep voice in your ear. “You will remember this.” And oh, you will. He doesn’t raise his voice, he commands... quietly. Its more empowering when it looks like you're hanging on his every word.

Biting kink. Absolutely leaves deliberate marks on your neck, collarbone, thighs. Something primal seeps out when he’s really into it like he’s barely holding back something feral.

Soft aftercare king but won’t admit it. He’ll bring you water, clean you up, brush hair from your face, but if you mention it, he goes cold again like “You imagined it.”

⚡ NERO — SFW HEADCANONS

Listens to rock music to pump himself up, but secretly loves sad indie ballads. He blames Kyrie for that influence but totally listens on his own when no one's around.

Has a growing book of sketches; not very good ones, but they're of people he meets, things he’s seen, battles he’s survived. His version of a journal.

Picks fights with Dante as a love language, he doesn’t know how to be soft around him yet, so he pushes instead of pulling.

Low-key terrified of Vergil. Not because he thinks he’ll hurt him, but because he doesn’t know how to be around a father he never had.

Still visits the orphanage where he grew up — drops off supplies, fixes things. The kids call him “Nero the Hero” and he acts annoyed, but he’s there every week.

Says “I’m not mad” before launching a full boss fight.

Gets into fights in grocery stores over the last energy drink.

Cannot cook. Like at all. He set ramen on fire once.

Tries to roast Vergil but ends up roasting himself. "Nice coat, Dad. What is that, from the 1800s? ...Wait."

⚡ NERO — NSFW HEADCANONS

Hotheaded, passionate, and a little desperate. Once he’s got you, it’s on sight. He kisses like he’s mad at you for turning him on so much.

Loves using the Devil Bringer arm. The strength, control, and precision. He’ll pin your wrists, grab your thighs, lift you effortlessly. He’s all about power-play with a needy edge.

Gets flustered when you dirty talk back. You whisper “Harder” or “Don’t stop” and his brain shorts out. “F-Fuck, yeah—okay—”

Breathplay curious. Let him wrap a hand around your throat just enough to own you, and he’s done for. Bonus if you scratch his back! leave marks and he’ll melt.

Rough first, soft later. The first round is pure chaos. The second is slower, sweeter, forehead kisses, murmured “You okay?”s while still buried deep.

🔫 LADY (a.k.a. “Hot Girl With Too Many Guns”)

Carries snacks in her weapons bag. Like… actual snacks. Pulls out a granola bar in the middle of a demon fight. “Low blood sugar’s a bitch.”

Gets into bar fights on purpose. Because she was “bored.” You once walked in on her arm wrestling a demon bartender while yelling “NO MAGIC, YOU COWARD!”

Her lock screen is a meme of Dante crying. She updates it regularly.

Steals your clothes. Not in the cute “wearing your shirt” way. In the “You blinked and your entire wardrobe is gone” way.

Calls Dante ‘Uncle Dumbass.’ Refuses to explain why.

She’ll flirt with you just to make you flustered. “Nice shirt. Would look better on my floor. Just saying.”

Insists you two do “girls night” once a week. Which includes tequila, target practice, and her psychoanalysis of your love life.

Once brought a demon home like a stray cat. “He looked cold.” You had to exorcise it while she ate chips.

🔫 LADY — NSFW HEADCANONS

Power top energy. Period. She’ll pin you, ride you, boss you around and you’ll love every second of it.

Has a thigh kink. Yours, hers, anyone’s. If you’re sitting on her lap? That’s her weakness.

Gets off on control! Holding your wrists, making you beg, watching you squirm. She wants to hear you say her name.

Bit of a tease. Will whisper things in public just to make you flustered. “Wanna know what I’m not wearing under this coat?”

Loves risky locations. Back of the van, gun locker, office chair — if she knows someone might hear? She’s into it.

🦇 TRISH (a.k.a. “Lightning Mommy With Issues”)

Does NOT understand human social norms. “Why are people afraid when I teleport behind them and say ‘Boo’?”

Genuinely thinks her and Lady are in a buddy-cop movie. Narrates your life like it’s an action trailer. “One half-demon. One lightning goddess. One confused bystander (you).”

Spends an unhealthy amount of time perfecting dramatic entrances. That thunderclap wasn’t random. She planned that.

Knows she’s hot and uses it for discounts. She once got you free sushi because she winked at the manager and called you her “mortal consort.”

Terrifies Siri. Her phone won't answer when she says “Hey Siri,” because it’s scared.

She’s always touching you. Hand on your lower back, brushing your hair, whispering “You look delectable today.” Yes, she’s doing it on purpose.

🦇 TRISH — NSFW HEADCANONS

Wickedly sensual. She moves slow, talks dirty in that low velvet voice, and knows exactly how to wreck you mentally and physically.

Can literally shock you in bed. Soft, teasing jolts across your skin, building anticipation. It’s like being edged by electricity.

Dominant with a worship kink. She wants you to beg and praise her. Call her a goddess and she will absolutely lose control. (Like… why wouldn’t you anyway? It’s Trish.)

Loves lingerie. Like, expensive, scandalous stuff. She wears it under her regular clothes just to catch you off guard.

Aftercare queen. The moment it’s over, she’s stroking your hair, kissing your forehead, whispering affirmations like “You did so well for me, sweetheart.”

Likes to “charge” your kisses. Literally. You get a tiny shock every time she kisses you. She finds it hilarious. You are currently plotting revenge.

Will fight Lady over who gets to sit next to you in the car. Every time. “Shotgun.” “Trish, we’re in your car.”

💀 NICO SFW HEADCANONS

Her purse is just a gun holster with a stick of gum and a Zippo lighter. Don’t ask where her wallet is. She hasn’t seen it in three weeks.

Can hotwire anything. Car, vending machine, coffee maker. You left her alone with your smart fridge once. It now plays Cowboy Bebop.

Once made a gun that shoots glitter “for the aesthetic.” She immediately regretted it when she couldn't get it out of her cleavage for a week.

Smokes inside even when you beg her not to. “Babe, if the demon smoke ain’t killin’ me, this lil ol' cigarette won’t either.”

Has definitely said “I could fix him... or build him better” while actively building a flamethrower.

Will slap your ass in public like it’s nothing. Then laugh like you did something wrong.

Flirts like she’s got nothing to lose. ���Damn, sugar... If you weren’t already mine, I’d make you fall for me all over again.”

Will crawl under a car covered in oil and then immediately kiss you after. "What? A little grease never hurt nobody."

Insists on pet names like “darlin’,” “sweet thing,” “hot stuff,” and “my little walking distraction.”

Will try to build you a mech-suit for your birthday. It does not work, but you now have a flamethrower built into your heels.

💀 NSFW NICO HEADCANONS

She’s a filthy talker. Southern drawl, low voice, right in your ear. “Damn, baby, look at you… all wrecked and whimperin’ f’r me.”

Will wreck you with her hands. She builds weapons for a living, what did you think those fingers could do? (I’m on freak timing 🙄)

Gives the messiest head in the business. Spit, moans, eye contact, and she doesn’t stop until you scream her name. “You keep squirming like that, baby, and I might let you come.”

Big dom energy with chaotic switch moments. One minute she’s got you tied to a workbench, next minute she’s whimpering with her legs shaking, begging for more.

Has definitely banged you in the back of the van. More than once. With the windows down. “Hey, if the devil’s watchin’, he oughta learn a thing or two.”

Aftercare is a whiskey shot and her wiping you off with her bandana. “Ain’t nothin’ cleaner than the bandana. Trust me, it’s vintage.”

[untitled-passerby]

If someone’s gotta rant on existentialism and/or absurdity in hades 2 it has gotta be Prometheus.

Jokes aside, I really like him. How can I not. He tries to do what he means to do, even though he well knows he’s powerless against his prophecies. Truly an existential defiance.

And he still loves mortals.