𝐂𝟒𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐀 - independent, unaffiliated, and mutuals only rp/writing account involving original fantastical demonic and supernatural lore and characters (with some roots in real-world mythologies) as well as the naruto character deidara. 18+ only, personals (please) dni
penned by albedo, any, 23, this blog will contain tagged NSFW, DARK THEMES, and BLOOD/GORE as well as RELIGIOUS THEMES
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disclaimers:
this blog is a sideblog to @peperjwaala (where the general rules are, so please look!), so i do not have the ability to send in asks directly from this account. i have a smooth brain and too many things make the small smooth brain hurt. main rules and things are over there.
for everyone else:
here are the guys as well as IMPORTANT INFORMATION (for lore!) there and here.
I won't be doing any sort of suggestive/ship content with the characters prantika (due to her physically being a child), akira (a teenager, but does have a timeline where he's an adult), and cort (idk i honestly don't want to ship him), and no shipping content for dana or ryuu (because dana and ryuu are married). rest are fair game within reason, with the usual rules about shipping and nsfw content.
while a lot of the characters are based off of my own fantastical silly lore, there are religious themes, heads up.
for some of these characters, i do explore darker themes (such as toxic relationships (platonic/familial and romantic), negative aspects of grief, and inhumanity vs. humanity). i tag these to the beset of my ability and do not take these lightly.
for deidara:
this character--well, we all know what this guy did. he's a nutter. do not attempt to do what he has done in real life, please. while i write him with more depth than what was given in canon, as well as giving him a headcanoned backstory, deidara is still a cruel person who delights in destruction and only has vague manners because of sasori. he's violent, unpredictable, and overall a menace to society, and i am shaking him like a maraca.
i'm semi-active on here--i have two other blogs that i rp frequently on. additionally, i have work n family things, so i might get very busy.
there are five main verses that i intend to explore with him (and another possible fella) outside of a non-au: genshin impact au, somehow this guy survives au, lol/steampunk fantasy au, good au, a burgeoning fantasy au, modern au. information here.
i won't be doing any nsfw content with him--the most i will do with him is a fade-to-black scenario.
a lot of people would call mei a fool (amongst other sorts of cruel names that he wouldn't really want to repeat, because they were words that were so cruel and offensive that he's seen people start physically fighting each other over them) for going straight to such a dangerous shinobi to ask about one of her deadlier techniques, and maybe they're right.
but, mei knows full well he won't get anywhere in life without being a bit bold, so here he is, standing right outside her door with a smile on his face and meimei held carefully in his left arm. at least sasori hadn't straight up told him to leave yet, so there's still some stuff left to work with.
"someone to help out, if you'd like," mei replies, adjusting his somewhat awkward stance. since he's wearing a casual pair of sandals, the puppet joints on his legs are visible; simple woodworking that appears to have been made by the teen himself. the fingers on his left are subtly working puppeteer threads, keeping himself upright so that he can look the famous puppeteer in the eye. "and i've always admired your work in the poisons and puppetry fields, ma'am."
there's definitely something off with the boy--brown eyes show an unusual excitement yet with a tinge of blankness characteristic of someone whose mind is not quite how it should be. despite this, his words are so very genuine and full of a near-innocent wonder.
note that future mei does adopt shou from .shameofice (one of my other blogs!)! they're a strange little family unit who are surprisingly functional and shou is a pretty decent kid other than the whole violence issue.
⠀⠀﹛ ♰ ﹜ — Understanding why her presence is requested , there is less hesitation than usual had anyone else asked ; amount of time spent by their side bringing about INSIGHT regarding their species & how differently they operated compared to humans , AVGIN or not . FAMILIARITY was foreign to her , the warmth coming with it forcibly pushed aside in favor of focusing on what she did know which was BUSINESS .
⠀⠀⠀With a few steps , she is by their side before taking a seat , legs folded beneath her to avoid unnecessarily flashing under garments despite their having seen her void of any under different circumstances , a air of PROFESSIONALISM sought in effort to maintain DISTANCE .
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ Next time we meet , I plan to choose the place . ❞ she states , a few stray grains of sand brushed off her skirt with a sigh , ❝ Though it may be a while until then , I shall , of course , send word ahead of time . ❞
the sheer professionalism that marceline chooses to don even in the most mundane of circumstances is admittedly quite cute to the angel, who watches with a more amused smile than previous. these little idiosyncrasies from people are always interesting to him; about how they act like professionals in front of a camera or on a stage, and while caelia's feelings towards marceline's are genuine and warm, there's still those hinds of levity within their mind.
"of course," caelia hums, generally unbothered by marceline's words. she does not need to send any notice, as nice as it would be, but other than that she has learned to manage. "do you not like the beach, celine?" it's more of a rhetorical question, as he does not wait for a response, instead leaning in to press his forehead against hers.
it is simple to transfer the information to marceline. locations are given (three potential ones, three places for those with money), close associates are listed (four, one being noted as sympathetic to the rangers), the times that he lets his guard down the most, and just about anything else that caelius believes would be useful. "here you go, dear."
Hi! 👋 Somehow, that comic of Sai and Ino, alongside that bonus panel of Deidara's near-likeness to Ino, makes me want to request some kind of art featuring the 3 of them wearing unique crop top outfits and being divas together, or at least them going on a shopping montage worthy of a teen movie. Would that be possible?
(P.S. I hope your Christmas and New Year went well a while back.)
✨The Diva Brigade✨
(Ino is buying clothes. Sai is buying art supplies. Deidara is buying materials for a pipe bomb.)
some headcanons regarding clothing choices based on specific needs because i am Thinking about it:
lacey will often wear looser, more flowing clothing, as chafing irritates the parts of their body that are rotting. their clothing is also full coverage to hide said rotting from the visible eye (they also wrap those parts in bandages made of non-irritating materials that are good for sensitive skin).
mei has two sets of prosthetics, but primarily wears the mechanical one (multi-axis) that allows her to wear her cute flatter shoes (sneakers, low-heeled boots, etc), which. his other pair of prosthetics are a stiffer one (single-axis) that he wears around the house. so, around the house or on a more casual day out, mei wears a lot of loose robes and clothes that are easy to change in and out of, just so he doesn't have to fumble around with pants and whatnot. pants are worn to work, but they're all very loose yet cute and stylish.
hiba also wears a lot of looser, full-coverage clothing for similar reasons as lacey, but additionally he also needs clothing that's easy to wash and maintain (sores leave icky stuff on clothes sometimes).
some theo my beloved (made with character maker and maddel picrew on picrew)
for reference, theo goes by they/them and is physically sexless most of the time (like lacey), and as with most of the 'angels,' theodorhea is not their primary name--it's just one that they use that can be spoken without the 'angel's' unique language. loves to paint. overall very sweet and a bit sheltered but is always willing to learn.
in any sort of au, theo is still the face of a massive coalition and the de facto leader (although they frequently consult sola, their advisor). powerful politically, and pretty short (about 5 ft solid). grown ass adult who drinks paint water on accident more often than they should btw. who let them lead an entire species.
surprisingly enough i think mei would be doing pretty well in alien stage. like there's something functionally incorrect in his brain to the point that she would be pretty okay with all of the aliens and death tourneys and w/e. anyway
Rather than the usual rushed peck or over sensual make out , she opts to give them a gentle kiss upon the lips full of vulnerability she usually would opt out of showing - the perks of waking up beside her and Marceline being too exhausted to fight the connection as per normal . @ Caelia WHEEE
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caelia has found that she quite likes this kind of kiss, sweet and gentle and full of emotion. happily, it is returned, a single delicate hand with calloused fingertips pressing gently against marceline's chest, right over her heart. thump-thump, thump-thump-thump-thump, thump-thump. it in of itself is a rhythm like a song, ancient from the very first time life was borne from something so very small.
all life is precious. all artists from their homeland are taught that from the moment they start on their journey. and, all life is art, no matter how big or now small.and, right here, marceline is art, lips against hers and a warmth shared between the two of them. it is almost loving, and once they pull away, they give the ranger a warm smile, cupping her cheek in a tender gesture reminiscent of a lover.
"good morning," they hum, thumb brushing beneath one of her eyes, teal ones glimmering in a gentle amusement. "thank you for the kiss, my dear celine."
⠀⠀﹛ ♰ ﹜ — ⠀After spending most of her life consistently moving from place to place with little regard spared for whatever was left behind, it felt foreign to REMAIN ; familiar sight of the other allowing their muscles to relax causing chest to tighten with the realization that she'd dwelt much longer than NECESSARY .
⠀⠀⠀RELUCTANTLY , she treads through the sand with boots in hand to avoid any grains finding their way into her trusty footwear and becoming BOTHERSOME come a later time . Unaccustomed to the terrain and having spent so long on SOLID ground , she mentally curses the way legs wobble despite having long ago known nothing BUT sand .
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ Continuing to put this off has become . . . TEDIOUS . ❞ she speaks coldly as she comes to stand behind them .⠀❝ The information I came for has become more urgently needed , Caelia . ❞
of course, she comes for business reasons. it's well within her reasons, and caelius would never fault marceline for thinking about her work as a galaxy ranger because of how dedicated the average ranger is, and yet--yet there is a slight tinge of disappointment. why not visit him for him, and not what he could provide? he does notice that marceline's body is visibly relaxed in his presence, and that brings him a touch of satisfaction.
caelius smiles softly in marceline's direction now, after turning to face her. teal braids are undone, hanging like waterfalls over her shoulders. "of course. please, sit, and i will let you know what you need." words are chosen with care, flowing like a melody.
the particular way members of caelia's species tend to share crucial information is not as simple as stating words. telepathy, intertwining of the souls, communication through the means of wing twitches and the language of hands. in order to communicate it with member of different species, however, it is a little more complicated, and requires physical contact.