Ghost hunter AU where Dex, Sophie, Tam, Marella, and Jensi run ghost hunting agency where most of their ghost hunting is done through impromptu therapy sessions with the ghosts.
i commented on Twitter that i've been obsessed with Bloodborne lately and apologized for "abandoning" CoPa for the time being and someone suggested combining the two. and now I'm just thinking... hunter Yoshiki art...? 🤔🤔
Hunter was a complicated man, there were not many people who could handle him. Hunter rarely had friends, one first person that got very close was his fiancé but they ended up getting killed by Kingpin which lead Hunter out on revenge. Hunter was smart, emotionless and also very twisted too. The male could be toxic and choose to never have a deep bond or relationship with anyone. Hunter was surprised when Dex ended up showing up at his doorstep. Both had spoken and agreed to work together since they were after the same target. Both males had a history and chemistry, both being drawn to a darkness, the attractiveness of toxicity that they both shared. Hunter was someone who was good in working alone but he knew that with Dex help he stood more of a chance.
As they worked together, their relationship changed into something else. Both male had crossed a physical boundaries, they had ended up sleeping together. For Once in a long time, Hunter had develop something feelings which was interesting especially for him since he often questioned if he could feel anything. Especially since he chased after time, often getting into fights in order to feel something. Hunter had been at a bar all night, he had ended up kissing a particular individual who he never planned on taking home, they were just for him to feel something before he got bored of them. After the kiss, he had paid his tab, leaving them upset before heading home.
Hunter was not surprise at all when he walked in and turned on the light to see the other standing and waiting for him. "Surprise to see you here Dex," he spoke looking into Dex's eyes and smiling a twisted and devilish smile on his face.
𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐼𝐴𝑁 ⚔ toothy grins, stories around the campfire, clothes covered in pet hair, hot temper, old jeans, heartbeat in head, potatoes and steak, beaded jewelry, bruises like galaxies, mementos, backpack stuffed full, craigslist furniture, spontaneous road trips, air ripped from lungs.
𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ homemade bread, white lies, easily excited, trying on hats, band geek, pep talks, no impulse control, sunsets, vintage fashion, long showers, selfies, following dreams, rosy cheeks, song mash-ups, pink lemonade with tequila, loves easily, animated storyteller, full of comebacks.
𝐶𝐿𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐶 ⚔ list of wishes, biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin, shoulder to cry on, morning sun, necklaces, trial and error, homemade quilts, formal clothing, astrology fan, messages in bottles, pleated braids, speaking up for friends, feathers, motivational quotes, vivid dreams.
𝐷𝑅𝑈𝐼𝐷 ⚔ bird watching, shy kid, wind chimes, trying to whistle, summer camp, apple orchards, lost in their head, glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, hoodies, thrift shopping, saving worms off the sidewalk, pig latin, bare feet, thunderstorms, numb fingers, braided hair, naming potted plants.
𝐹𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇𝐸𝑅 ⚔ goose bumps, leather jackets, adventure, chewing nails, cares deeply but can’t show it, bronze locks, no sleep, taste of iron, netflix binges, never forgets, combat boots, stories behind scars, table for one, official soundtracks, sore calves, trusts themselves the most.
𝑀𝑂𝑁𝐾 ⚔ always trying to be better, wanderlust, meditation, sweat pants, old photographs, yoga, sleeping in hammocks, nostalgia, minimalist design, breath of fresh air, baby animals, volunteering, perfectionist, doesn’t care about fashion, healthy snacks, noticing the little things.
𝑃𝐴𝐿𝐴𝐷𝐼𝑁 ⚔ school uniforms, thick jackets, sleeping with the windows open, logical advice, scrapbooking, compasses, i fight for my friends, sculpture gardens, cold morning air, big soul, likes routine, secret romantic, last to get jokes, sunflowers, practical presents, misty weather.
𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅 ⚔ herbal tea, smell of rain, blinking away tears, camping trips, collecting bones, swiss army knives, first impressions, anxious thoughts, bobby pins, burnt marshmallows, too competitive, clothes lines, messenger bags, holding grudges, gets along better with animals than people.
𝑅𝑂𝐺𝑈𝐸 ⚔ flirtatious sarcasm, candid photos, lost phone chargers, adrenaline rush, picking dirt out from beneath their nails, social chameleon, clashing clothes, self-deprecating jokes, claw machines, sits in chairs wrong, smudged eyeliner, has too many sunglasses, eats nothing or everything.
𝑆𝑂𝑅𝐶𝐸𝑅𝐸𝑅 ⚔ infectious laugh, family trees, shivers down their spine, lipstick and roses, mood swings, clumsy, believing in destiny, high expectations, sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish, passionate, good grades but never studies, poetry books, blowing kisses, not knowing their own strength.
𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐾 ⚔ knowing everyone’s secrets, backpack covered in pins, envy, being in walmart late at night, earl grey, selective memory, conspiracy theories and cryptids, keysmashing, need to know basis, can’t cook, bags under eyes, experimental art, flickering bulbs, black clothing all year long.
𝑊𝐼𝑍𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ piles of textbooks, cat in lap, keeping a diary, indecisions, scented candles, studying alone in a café, lingering touches, museum dates, unanswered questions, taking on too much responsibility, collections, chalk dust, comfy robes, unnecessary apologies, coming home after a long day.
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idk what these characters were supposed to look like as well i was imagining a lot of dudley do right characatures but for lockstock and little sally really all i could see was sam sweetly and fuckin darla dimple
i have this idea for a character if i were to ever play in a forgotten realms campaign of like a dude who’s such a bane fanboy and wants to become a paladin of bane soo bad. he’s a profane soul hexblade blood hunter, his “patron” is this rusted rapier that he picked off some guys body outside of an abandoned wizard tower and now he can’t get rid of it cause it’s slowly becoming part of him and turning his right arm the same dull rusty color (thinking that the wizard simulacrum’d into the rapier at death and is now a hexblade weapon)
Summery: A collection of drabbles set in my modern au where the Bad Batch raise Omega after rescuing her from the abusive hands of their mother. In this chapter, Omega meets her father, Jango Fett for the first time.
A/N: Loved the new episode! So happy to see Gungi again! Sorry my updates have been a bit all over the place. I'm hoping to have more regular updates now that I've got inspiration from season 2! I hope you guys are still interested in this story as I've got lots of plans! Xxxxxxx
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They had been sitting in silence for at least ten minutes when Jango finally spoke.
It was strange to know that the man sitting in front of Omega was her father. She had always known she had one somewhere in the way that everyone had a father. But she had been so focused on meeting her brothers that she hadn't really given the idea of her father much thought growing up.
Nala Se had told her his name, ethnicity and other supposedly important genetic factors, but she had told her very little about what he was actually like as a person. Omega had gotten the impression that whilst Nala might not have loved Jango (and honestly Omega wasn't sure if it was possible for her mother to truly love anyone) the woman had cared for him in her own distorted way.
Her brothers had never talked bad about him in front of her but she knew that all her brothers, both half and full, didn't like him very much. And from what little she understood, it was for a very good reason.
It was odd to see her own golden brown skin, broad nose and deep eyes reflected back at her. Like looking into one of the funny mirrors at a carnival Wrecker had taken her too once.
They were at a restaurant that Hunter would call 'fancy' and Tech would call 'terribly overpriced per cubic centimetre of food'. Server's carried small plates of even smaller meals that looked like grape jelly. She appreciated that he'd made an effort, but honestly she would have preferred to have gone to Dex's diner.
Jango had exchanged awkward plenaries with Hunter when her older brother had dropped her off at the restaurant, but beside that this was really first time he had spoken to her since they had arrived.
"So... do you play any sports?"
"I play soccer." She said. Usually when one of her brothers asked her about her love of soccer, she would ramble on to her heart's content. But that was with her family. The man in front of her was a stranger. And she vividly remembered the first point of Hunter's lecture on stranger danger. Do not overshare.
"That's like British football right?" Omega nodded. When she didn't say anything, Jango kept talking to stop another ten minutes of awkwardness silence. "Growing up my boys were all on the football team! Well erm the ones that lived with me were."
"Tup didn't. They were a cheerleader."
"Oh right yeah. You would think after raising so may kids I would be better than this." Jango chuckled tried for a joke, but they both knew it felf flat. Because yeah after having thay many children, Omega thought he really should be better at this.
She glanced down at the menu in front of her in a poor excuse to end the conversation. She didn't understand any of the meals written on it. The words looked like some of the French Hera had taught her, but she had didn't recognise any of them. It reminded her of the trick questions Nala would set her that intentionally didn't make sense and weren't expected to have an answer.
Remined of Nala Se made her feel sick she didn't want to throw up like she had when she met Hunter.
"Can I go to the bathroom?" She asked.
Jango nodded and Omega fought back the urge to sprint as she made her way to the bathroom.
Once inside, she locked herself in one of the stalls. Like the restaurant, the bathrooms were also fancy, with each stall having its own basin.
Omega splashed water on her face in a poor attempt to shock herself out of her panic. When that didn't work tried she tried the breathing exercises that Mr Kenobi taught her to calm herself down. Thankfully, they were much more successful and after a few minutes she had managed to breathe herself out of a potential panic attack.
With her mind now clear, she got out her mobile. It was simple flip-phone but most of her classmates didn't have one yet and it was one of the fee things that made her feel kinda cool.
Omega knew if she called Hunter to pick her up he would be there in a heartbeat. But she was surprised with herself that she didn't want too.
When she came back, Jango had put his leather jacket on. For a brief moment, she panicked that he had been planning on abandoning her there.
But when he heard her approach, he turned around with a smile of a smile.
"Let's get out if here." He said, thumbing towards the door.
Omega grinned, relived that they no longer at to eat at the stuffy restaurant.
They headed outside where Jango went straight for a motorbike parked on the side of the street. He swung his leg over the seat and placed an oddly shaped helmet on his head.
"What are you waiting for? Hop on!" He said.
"I don't have a helmet." Omega told him although she really did want to go for a ride. She'd never been on a motorbike before.
"No worries. You can borrow Boba's." Jango rummaged around in the small case at the back of the bike. He then pulled out a smaller green helmet and held it towards her.
"Will he mind me borrowing it?" Omega asked.
Jango shrugged which wasn't much of an answer. Still she slipped it over her blonde curls and climbed up the bike frame to sit behind him.
As Jango sped off, she clutched her arms around his middle to stop herself from flying off. Her hands barely encompassed his sides. Jango was broader than her brothers, his stomach a solid slab of muscle. There wasn't that same instant warmth she had felt the first time Hunter had held her in his arms, but there was a familiarity there non the less. If she closed her eyes, she could imagine that she was holding one of her brothers instead.
They sped around the local park. The trees were started to grow back their spring coat of leaves after the cold of winter. And a flock of Canada geese landed in the nearby pond, on a pit stop before they made the long journey East. Feeding the geese, Omega spotted Caleb with his mother and grandfather.
He pointed in excitement and even though Omega couldn't hear them, she could make out that Caleb was begging his grandfather for a motorbike when he was older much to his grandfather's chagrin.
Omega waved as they passed by, this time making out Caleb's whoops of hello. She had never felt more cool in her life.
They must've been driving around for about an hour before Jango headed back towards the restaurant. Even though they hadn't exchanged a word, she felt closer to her father than she had an hour ago.
She didn't love Jango, not yet. She wasn't sure if she even liked him. But she had to admit that he was cool. And for now, maybe that would be enough.
As they pulled up outside the restaurant, Omega saw that Hunter was already waiting outside, he body practically vibrating with anger.
"And where have you been?" Hunter demanded, marching over to them. "The waitress told me you disappeared an hour ago!"
He startled to a stop, his vision must've caught up with his anger as he took in the sight of Omega climbing down from the motorbike.
"You took her on your motorbike?" Hunter growled in disbelief.
"Relax. She had a helmet on. I've been taking Boba for rides on it since he was born. I wouldn't have taken her if it wasn't safe." Jango said, non-repulsed by Hunter's anger.
"Yeah. It was actually kinda fun." Omega said, feeling the need to stick up for her father who wasn't aware that he was one unthought out word away from having his head ripped off by Hunter.
"Well I'm glad you had fun." Hunter said through the gritted teeth of a forced smile as he turned to Jango. "Next time tell me before you take somewhere besides our agreed location."
Jango gave him a salute of acknowledgement. He then tugged the helmet off of Omega's head, ruffling a hand through her curls.
"See you soon kid."
And with a quick nod to Hunter, Jango sped down the street into the glare of the evening sun.
As soon as their father disappeared over the horizon, Omega felt Hunter relax beside her.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked softly, his voice now void if anger.
Omega nodded, leaning into his side.
"I am kinda hungry though."
Hunter wrapped his arm around her, gazing down with their brown eyes that she was thankful to Jango for, otherwise she never would've had such amazing brothers.
As much as he hated to admit it, Ivy's words stuck with Hunter. Dex was probably spreading the message about needing to see him to see how long it took until he showed his face. The idea of looking like he shied from conflict ultimately pushing Hunter straight to Dex's door, walking through it and giving a reluctant nod to the few other dwellers there. "Dex here?" he asked firmly, before seeing the movement of his boss through the small corridor. "You wanted to talk about Bruce, huh? Well, I said everything to Diego, Blaze and then him. So really, we should be talking about what the fuck is gonna be done."