even numbers for lucien and hibiscus
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What's something about your OC that people wouldn't expect just from looking at them?
Like he’s genuinely trying to be a good person. He puts on a facade because that’s what he’s used to, and how he got around in his previous life, and it still has its perks. He can’t trust everyone, and he reflects that energy with his own demeanor. Still, he’s doing a good thing, being Deanoh’s chosen, helping keeping forbidden magics under check, even if no one knows
How passionate they are. There is hurt that runs deep within, maybe being annoying is a shield, maybe to distract, sticking it to the family by being everything they weren’t raised to be. But under that layer there is a person who really cares for the people around them, be it a small sleepy mining village, a scared boy who grew up in a cellar, an honest farmer, a sorcerer who can’t really get a hold of their magic
When scared, does your OC fight, flee, freeze or fawn?
His reaction used to be a coinflip of fight or flee, before he was immortal he had to do the math 0.04 seconds and think if he can fight himself out of whatever situation, but fleeing is the smart option sometimes. Nowadays he doesn’t really get into situations he needs to flee from, it’s always he just doesn’t go there or he is there the fight
Fight first, think second, flee if necessary
How easily could your OC be convinced to do something that goes against their moral compass?
It used to be as easy as tossing a hefty amount of coin for him. But now he’s no longer bound by sheer greed, so his morality is much more stable. He also no longer takes orders from anyone but the big guy, so people pleasing is out the window too.
They’re willing to do the wrong thing for the right reason. Like if you can convince them doing something will actually be good, they could do it.
Would your OC ostensibly be able to get away with murder?
Would be, has been
They could if they put in the effort, though most people they’ve killed… someone probably knows they were behind it
What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?
Is it an au if it’s the fifth world after four apocalypses… It’s like dishonored meets bloodborne and Lucien’s flesh is torn and filled with flames insead (the other immortals gets eldritch horror forms too)
I’m pretty set on having Hibiscus in the setting they’re already in
Is your OC self-destructive? In what ways?
Through decades of practice he’s gained an uncanny knack for self-preservation.
Somewhat self-destructive. They’re always trying things hands on, making friends in low places, hanging out with the wrong crowds, pissing people off, just general act first think later behavior
How does your OC want to be seen by other characters?
He likes to keep his cards hidden, where his loyalties lie, what he is capable of. He puts on a charming persona to talk his way in and out of everything with a hint of being jovial.
They want everyone to know as little as possible, they’re straight to the point, distract them with tall tales or by jumping straight into action. They also want to be the guy who shows up and people are like “wow they’re here, they’ll handle it!”. Reliable and capable
What is your OC's pain tolerance like?
It’s not like you get used to pain, but knowing you can’t die makes it slightly more bearable
Goes from “i can do this all day” to “aaauuuuu, hellwp :(“ in a matter of minutes. Generally good with handling pain but knows where their limit is
Is your OC more cold and detached or up close and personal?
He’s VERY detached, Deanoh for the longest time was his only constant, everything around him changed, people he had bonds with died, he had to travel all over the continent, couldn’t speak to anyone about his condition.
Kinda both? Like when dealing with strangers they’re like “eh yeah whatever”, but with people they know.. If they're on their faces 24/7, won't leave them alone, you will have their company like it or not.
Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?
Not really, partly because he’s so detached from everyone, partly because he's confident and content with himself. Though if someone was to take Viessa for a twirl there would be a spark of jealousy not gonna lie, but it wouldn’t get out of hand, and he’d tease Viessa later about it.
There is a chance but I wouldn’t say tendency. They’d get a little possessive over Pestle, and also ask him with sad soppy puppy eyes if he loves them
What character alignment would you consider your OC to be?
Lucien used to be neutral evil, now he falls somewhere between chaotic neutral/chaotic good. Rules are for losers (except those that Deanoh puts on him) and generally his moral compass aligns with the greater good nowadays
They were neutral evil at first too bc i thought it was cool but now they’re chaotic neutral more like, they have their morals, but they’re bit of a mystery
What is an alternative life path your OC might have gone down? How different would their life be if they'd made those decisions?
He could’ve just died and stayed dead back in the revolutionary war. He would’ve died and been a footnote in the history books.
They could’ve stayed with their family, be miserable but rich, studied with academic prowess and the talk of the high society. A Nightmare right.
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I want a BBC Merlin fanfic where Hunith visits Camelot as a surprise. Merlin doesn't know she's coming, only Gaius knows that she plans to visit. This is set in a time period where all the knights are alive (I'm looking at you Lancelot.) and Arthur is Prince, but running the Kingdom as Uther is unwell.
Hunith pulls up to Camelot and is walking towards the Castle through the citadel, burdened by her bags, when a cheerful voice rings out. "Do you need any help, miss?" It's one of the many Castle servants.
Hunith explains that she is heading to the Castle to visit her son who works there, the servant then offers to carry her bags.
"Oh I don't want to be a bother." Hunith replies
"It's no bother at all! Really, I was heading that way already." The servant insists and they both make their way to the castle, "What's your son's name by the way, I might know him if he works here."
"His name is Merlin." Hunith responds with a smile. The servant stops walking and looks at her. It's not only him that stops at this announcement.
"Y-you're Merlin's Mother?!?" A nearby servant who had been close enough to hear the conversation says in awe.
The courtyard that they're walking through gradually fills with hushed whispers as the news spreads. Everyone knows of Merlin. The Prince's manservant who had managed to not quit in the first week of serving him. Merlin, who changed the Prince from a spoiled brat into a good man whom the Kingdom was proud of and eagerly awaited the day he would be crowned King. Merlin, who had followed the Prince into battle time and time again to save Camelot.
I want a fanfiction where The Entire Of Camelot loves Merlin and is thankful for his role in making Arthur a good person. Where not only the Knights, but the Castle staff meet his mother and collectively decide that she is That Woman and treat her with Respect. Where they treat her like Royalty.
Ofc Gwaine loves her. That's his best friend's mom. Hunith looks at all the knights and adopts them on the Spot.
And Merlin is either really confused by this behavior or knows and just lets it happen.
Arthur has no idea what's going on or why but he treats her with reverence and love because that's his future Mother in Law and he's very much starved for parental affection which she gives him (and the knights) in spades.
But yes, I just want a fic of people meeting Hunith and being like "Thank you for giving birth to your son. I'd die for you both" and her being like "...please don't."
(Bonus if Leon meets her and is just like. "How did you survive being around that little shit (Merlin) for so long?" And she just laughs and gives him advice, which makes him cry because he's just so tired. #LetLeonRest2024 I will push this agenda till I die)
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This popped into my brain and wouldnt leave so I wanted to share it with yall
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A young boy and his parents are attacked on the street, only the boy makes it out.
It's a rare occurrence, an event like this, the police find the man and arrest him and everyone else is safe.
Bruce Wayne goes home to a mansion that feels larger and lonelier than ever, with only his butler to take care of him.
And yet the young boy finds himself too afraid to leave for more than necessities.
The young boy grows into a young man, he inherits his parents business and starts to leave his house a little more, unwilling to lose this connection to his lost parents but still he finds himself afraid, afraid to be around people, to be seen.
Until one day at a gala he must attend for the sake of the shareholders, he sees a man, a reporter, who holds himself in an odd way, clearly a tall and strong man who could be intimidating if he tried but the man held himself as if to appear smaller and unassuming, Bruce's brain flitters across the idea that the man is hiding something, or more hiding himself.
His brain that has soaked up comics and movies for years so as to not grow bored in his home.
And when he learns of all the good this reporter has been trying to do, he thinks the man would make a good superhero.
When he goes home the thought wont leave him alone, he thinks of a world with a hero, a world that needs a hero, one where his parents murder would have just been one of many, but this hero wouldn't have been there to help, he was too bright, a hero for the daytime, not for the shadows of night.
He thinks maybe he could have been a hero in this world, one that saves other kids from suffering a fate like his own.
One who is afraid and fights anyway.
The next time he leaves his home there's an event at a museum, with some special objects that are in town for a few days. There he sees a woman who knows so much about ancient relics and is so beautiful that he doesn't believe she could be just a normal human.
He thinks she would share her knowledge and kindness with the world given the chance.
While he remains mostly alone, other than his Parental figure/Butler, he also keeps in contact with two friends from when he was in school.
One is now a psychiatrist, with an interest in learning about fear and how it can change people, and the other a psychologist, both working at the city's asylum.
Harleen is who Bruce considers his best friend, a goofy but kind girl who cares alot about others, she tells him about a patient, without going into much detail, who she claims would be cute if he wasn't so insane. Smiling and laughing while he talks about harming others.
She got a boyfriend somewhere along the way, a man Bruce is sure abuses her but she can't seem to leave.
The three get in a fight one day, and lose contact, and Bruce supposes you can't have heroes without villains, though he can't bring himself to think of Harley as a villain by her own choice.
On the news Bruce learns of a man working to better science as they know it, a man who always seems to be a few minutes too late, he follows the story until the day something goes wrong and the man is there on time to shield workers from flying chemicals, killing him but saving others, Bruce thinks the man a hero in death, and could have been one in life, one who always made it to where he was needed just on time.
As time went on Bruce tried to get out more in normal ways, one night he went to the circus, he enjoyed it, reminding him of the day when he was little and his parents brought him to one just like it.
It was a few days later that he learned at the next show there was an accident, and a little boy lost his parents, he remembered being small and feeling alone when he had lost his, thankful for the man who cared for him he wished he could do the same for this little boy, but knew he didn't have the skills needed.
He could, however, make sure the boy got somewhere safe, and other kids like him too.
So he held a fundraiser and donated a lot of money into the foster system, doing what he could to make it safe.
And he thought of a world where he could have taken the little circus boy into his home, making it brighter and less lonely.
As he ventured out more and more Bruce travelled through different parts of the city, he saw a group of little children cowering behind one bigger who had just chased off a grown man, Bruce smiled as the kids cheered for the little hero.
It was the news that later told him the boy was dead, a homeless kid who stopped being seen, the little hero was gone.
Bruce held another fundraiser, this one for the homeless shelters and kitchens.
It was the news that told him the boy was not dead, found by the police, with other stolen children.
Children that returned to a better place.
The day he lost his last parent is the day where he began to feel truly alone, the only person there for him gone, but Alfred would live forever in his memory's as the man who loved and cared for him.
He reached out to Harly again not wanting to be all alone, and they made up, he learned she had gotten free of her abusive boyfriend and had fallen for a woman who's love of nature was refreshing and new.
He knew little about his neighbours, but he tried to get to know them better, he struggled but eventually learned that the woman that lived there was very sick and that the man was not home much, when he learned of the child who spent so much of his time alone, he thought the kid was brave and told him if he ever needed anything to just ask.
The kid needed someone the day when his mother didn't wake up and his father wasn't home. Bruce did what he could, he was no father but he cared for the kid the best he could until his was able to return.
Bruce knew it was expected of him to have a family, someone to give his things and his business when he passed. He tried dating, but nothing ever seemed to work out.
However one day he learned of a child, a son, one the mother hadn't told him about, he tried to gain any sort of parental rights but couldn't get any custody, only visitation, he met the boy, a quiet but fiercely determined child, And he loved his son even without seeing him much.
When the quiet, hermit, billionaire Bruce Wayne, best known for appearing, donating large amounts of money to random causes and then disappearing again, passed away his belongings and company were to be split between two people, Timothy Drake, and Damian al Ghul, when the two met up to split his things, they found writings the man had never told anyone of.
Writings of a world where regular people became heroes, where aliens walked amongst humans, and where magic made lives exciting.
They agreed to publish the story's for the world to see.
To most people, the writings were just an entertaining fiction story that a billionaire wrote with his unlimited free time.
But to the retired reporter who knew his height frightened others, who now rested and found the stories learned that someone had seen how he stood, and what he had done and thought of him as a hero,
To the artefact collector and preserver who learned this man believed she was so knowledgeable about what she had strived to learn everything about, as well as beautiful, that he thought her to be blessed by the gods,
To the old psychologist who mourns her friend, a man who thought that no matter what she went through she'd always make the right choice in the end,
To the family of a man who lost his life saving others, who this guy they had never met thought so highly of,
To the man that lost his only family to an accident at their circus, he was a man who wanted him get a good home, where'd he'd get anything he ever wanted,
To a man that went through so much, believed dead for so long to learn this man who he had only seen once, saw him not as a poor homeless kid but as a fighter and protector,
To the boy that new the man for a short time, as a temporary guardian and protector, who made him feel safe and not alone when he needed it most,
And To the boy who wished he could have known his father, but was kept away by his mother,
The storys showed to them all that this man, who some thought of as cold and egotistical, as he locked himself away and refused to be around others, was actually an anxious, lonely man, who saw what others didn't and cared about everyone in his own odd way.
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I just thought it was a cool idea I wanted to share with yall, so I hope you guys like it
This is my first post on here, so please be nice,
Also, ignore any spelling or grammar mistakes Dyslexia goes brrr
If you want to know what I think he based the other heroes and character off of, just ask, and I'll figure it out!
Thanks for reading, and have a good day!
Edit:
Thanks for all the nice comments and reblogs :)
I genuinely didn't realize how sad this was, lol. Sorry, not sorry, guys
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