🦄 for maglor!
thank you for the ask @spiritofwhitefire!! unusual maglor physical appearance headcanons...
lots of freckles and moles.
lost a couple of teeth in alqualonde (harpoons, you know how it goes). they grow back very, very sharp, and too white. draw blood from his cheeks and lips a little too easily; he often has to wipe it away with the back of his hand, terrible on the cufflinks.
looks as unremarkable as nerdanel, with míriel's dimples (and míriel's quick, easy speech). not pretty, exactly.
a wide, wide guy. solid rider type. chest depth pavarotti would envy. very, very strong and nimble.
not short for an elf.
able to walk silently whenever he pleases, and very loudly, too, when he wants to. generally maintains a very strong sense of acoustic control around his surroundings with his voice, will and gestures.
silence, too, can be a weapon. great at thrall-catching; he can make them speak just by the force of not speaking, parsing out in the silence all the words half-willed into speech.
eye bags. lots of them. purple and dramatic.
wounded after the bragollach, loses eyesight in one eye, and is badly burnt on one side after being trapped under dragonfire.
everyone keeps going for his fingers. why do they all go for his fingers? the bones grow back stronger every time, and the skin gets though. he takes great care, with honey and goat milk and possibly the blood of some animals, to make certain the skin remains supple.
does a great deal of physical therapy and stretching even in valinor, as all singers and musicians do. guy who will start improv rehearsal exercises whenever.
gap-style tattoos.
strongly attached to his old layered surcoat of mail and silk (enchanted not to catch fire, enough mesh to keep out arrows and spears) (the fraying brocade leaves damning red thread wherever he passes).
furry hats aplenty. no armour. on account that if you wear armour around a wyrm, that's not your head, that's some wyrm's roasted dinner in a plate.
very curly hair as a prince, perfumed and often decorated with chains and headdresses. stiff braids bound with chains of gold coins as a regent and lord; goes half-wavy and half-straight with stress. fully pin-straight after the 3rd kinslaying. braids fall apart and off, sometimes, in ratty strands, once the salt eats at them enough.
on the other hand, his thick eyelashes and eyebrows remain very striking through his wanderings! so there's that.
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came here for Hazbin, and staying for TADC and the incredible artstyle! I absolutely love how you can draw Caine looking silly and full of whimsy, and then make him look like he is This Close to just going 110% unhinged. Wherever you go fandom-wise, I am absolutely along for the ride!
The AI is trying a bit too hard to be fun it’s getting creepy!👀
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hiiiii! okay thought
rafe and shy!reader but she has cuteness aggression so whenever rafe does something sweet she just bites him cause he’s so <3 and how else does one go about that
oh my god.. you spoke to my soul with this one ♡ this felt so intimate to write almost like we're all intruding on a moment btwn them
sometimes you can't believe rafe is your boyfriend. he's so... so. he's perfect for you, like he was crafted for you specifically, with the way he treats you. gentle, but firm. caring, but still bringing you out of your shell at times. he's the kind of guy girls dream about, and he's yours, and you feel so giddy about it you don't understand how to process it.
it's all the little things added up, the way he memorizes your orders so you don't have to talk to the waiters, the way he always finds a way to bring you into conversations with his friends so you're not the odd one out. he treats you like a princess, makes you feel like one.
you think it's the best when it's just the two of you, like today, alone in tannyhill. curled up in bed next to him, you read your book while he works on his laptop, looking at something he tried to explain to you before you gave up on paying attention.
you're a little enraptured with your book, not even noticing when rafe shuts his screen and puts it away.
"kid. kid."
"hm?" you look up, a little dazed. "oh, are you all done?"
"for now. how's your book?" the way he asks, you feel like there's nothing rafe cares about more in the world than the book in your hands and how it makes you feel.
"it's good," you say quietly, staring up at him still.
"good. read some to me, hm?" he closes his eyes, lying back against the pillow. you feel your heart warm, your face flush. you lean against his chest, opening your book back up and starting to recite while rafe wraps his arm around your shoulder.
"-and elinor, who now understood her sister, and saw to-to she was carried by her eagerness to to be with willoughby again.."
you stop reading, looking up at rafe with his eyes closed. you move your head, teeth biting down gently on his arm. his eyes shoot open, while you giggle against the skin.
"what the fuck, kid-"
"sorry. i couldn't resist. i just love you so much." you bury your head into his chest, your book and its page getting lost in the sheets. you resist the urge to bite his chest too.
"so y'have to bite me? jesus. gonna get you a muzzle." he presses a kiss to the crown of your hair, holding you tighter. "i love you too."
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Hello there.
[Slides elegantly into the tags]
Do you ever think about Emotion?
Of course you do. How could you not. But do you ever think about this exchange specifically:
“You’re not Adrien!”
Because Adrien is sweet, and forgiving, and kind. In fact, kindness is his defining quality — Marinette herself made sure of it:
“I’ll never tell another boy I love him before I know everything about him! Whether he’s kind or not, thoughtful, what he does outside of school and with who… I’ll know everything.”
But.
Do you ever think about Adrien’s development in S4 and especially S5?
Overtime, he has grown resentful of a system that exploits him relentlessly.
Of the people he gave countless chances to, only to be let down over and over again.
Of the web of lies and half-truths he constantly finds himself tangled into. A web that is only growing bigger, stickier, and trickier to escape.
And the Senticousins. Do you ever think about them?
Do you ever think about how they are each other’s reflection, identical and opposites all at once?
“When you bring a living being into this world, you have a responsibility towards them. Your duty is to protect them, love them, help them discover the true meaning of their existence. To deprive them of that… is monstruous.”
“To have a child is to help them blossom, to grow, to find themselves and to be free!”
Do you ever think about their opposite character arcs in S5 — one learning mercy and trust, the other developing a rage so strong it could destroy the world?
Do you ever think that if Felix can now have this exchange with his mum, and mean it:
“They’re all monsters!”
“Not all of them.”
Then there’s nothing stopping Adrien from saying this:
“Look closer, Marinette. They’re the monsters.”
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