“This character is dead in canon” to you. They’re dead in canon to you. To me they’re fine
“This character is dead in canon” then explain to me why they’re still running around and living rent free in my head.

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@smoothcrmenal
“This character is dead in canon” to you. They’re dead in canon to you. To me they’re fine
“This character is dead in canon” then explain to me why they’re still running around and living rent free in my head.
some asshole: “Why do you even like that character?”
me: “Because they’re a great character.”
asshole: “But they’ve done so many shitty and problematic things, you can’t just excuse-”
me: “I said a GREAT CHARACTER not a GOOD PERSON you imaginationless wet napkin, this character is an asshole and a human disaster who deserves everything coming to them but they c a n s t i l l b e m y f a v o r i t e”
knowledgeburns:
The circling was having an unnerving effect, likely intentional of Torchwick to do. Really, the situation was a rock and a hard place. He could bleed to death or be killed by Torchwich. Honestly, this was how he went?
Ignis huffed, partially from the strain the blood loss he was now feeling. “The Grimm attacks have grown more fierce. Being careful guarantees nothing these days.” He saw the hand twitched and kept his finger hovering on the trigger for Moonless Ebony. A soldier of Atlas did not go down without a fight, and certainly not when against the likes of Roman Torchwick.
The offer made Ignis pause.
Had he heard right?
An offer of mercy from the man?
“About the same as a wanted criminal offering aid to his pursuer.” It was foolish to assume it was an altruistic offer, though Ignis couldn’t calculate any possible gain for Torchwick from it. “You’re a clever man, surely you can reason out those odds.”
“About the same as surviving a four-story fall after being vomited out by a Grimm, I would think. I’m a gambling man. Those odds are absurdly long, but they tend to be absurdly streaky, too.”
He stopped circling, and pointed Melodic Cudgel’s barrel to the ground, eyeing the huntsman’s weapon with calculated disdain. “I’m going to assume you can’t stand, since you’ve yet to. I’d feel far more inclined to help you do so if I weren’t staring down that thing’s open maw.”
entershadows:
She would ignore his comment about Adam…Though she couldn’t deny Adam did make her pretty mad. Ruby just shakes her head, “It’s not about the White Fang anymore…I honestly don’t know why I’m even going to tell you this but Salem is the real issue at hand, not just for me and my friends but for you and this entire world.” There was so much she still didn’t know but what she does know is Salem has to be stopped.
“Oh, there’s a big surprise. I think I might have a heart attack and die from that surprise. There was a reason I came down on her side, you know.” He heaved a theatrical sigh. “So, let me guess, she’s decided that owning the world isn’t good enough, and she’ll have to end it, instead?”
entershadows:
Roman did have a point…Though a part of her felt like there was more to it than just not being shot at, “I see…Well things could change, we’re not necessarily out of the woods yet..Adam Taurus is still out there, Salem and her crew are still out there, who knows what could happen.”
“All that hassle and that cow couldn’t get himself killed in the aftermath? Why doesn’t anyone have the good grace to die around here?” A classic case of the pot calling the kettle black, to be sure.
“And I take it you and your little friends are still leading the charge against them, is that right?”
entershadows:
“No, just figured getting swallowed by a Grimm would change a man…Guess I was wrong.” She lets out an amused snort, “Oh yeah? If I recall the last time you’ve tried that I kicked your goon’s butts.”
“Oh, don’t think I haven’t changed, Red. You realize I haven’t taken a potshot at you since we’ve started this little chat, and I’ve certainly had plenty of opportunity.
“And they were cheap goons. It’s absurdly difficult to get good quality goons these days.”
entershadows:
Oh how much she wanted to tell him it wasn’t that simple…Though she didn’t really need to either, eventually he would find out its not very easy to escape Salem, especially once you’ve been involved with her plans.
“So what do you plan on doing now? It’ll be hard to get a good job after what happened at Beacon.”
“A job? You seem to have confused me for someone who does honest labor.” He leaned on his cane with exaggerated care. “I’m sure I’ll be able to pick up some odds and ends here and there. There’s always Dust to steal, and buyers who don’t care where it came from.”
entershadows:
Honestly after the shit she’s been through since the fall of Beacon…Roman standing before her honestly didn’t surprise her in the slightest, “A lot has happened since then…I doubt the White Fang or Cinder would be taking your side any time soon.”
An expansive shrug. “Ah, but you see, Little Red, being dead’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. No more White Fang mongrels. No more scraping at Cinder’s glass slippers.”
“No more obligations to that crazy Salem. I’m free.”
littlesisweiss:
“If I did, could I drown you in it?”
“You could try, but I can swim.”
[smoothcrmenal, for Ruby] “How you doing there? Looking for a way out?”
“Like I’d ever tell you…What do you want Roman?”
“Right now I’m just enjoying the view, Red. Much more spacious outside a Grimm’s gullet than in it, and watching you go in circles is far more entertaining.”
littlesisweiss:
“If only they were true.”
“Cry me a river, little princess. Boo hoo, things didn’t go as planned.”
“The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.”
but daddy torchwick sounds hot ♥♥♥
“Hot can be arranged.”
BLAM!
mmmmmmmm daddy torchwick
“Gutting myself with Cinder’s shoes sounds more pleasant.”
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“Yeah, I don’t think so.”
“That’s my girl.”
OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS.
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APHRODITE. laughter-loving, sweet smiles, dressed in silk and satin, flower in their hair, sees the world as a runway, unapologetically sexual, the sea washing their ankles, in love with love, stirrer of passion, cunning concealed by painted lips, secret daggers, doves, revolution in their kiss, delighting in the waves, flirtatious winks, strolling along the beach, staring wistfully from a balcony, this is how to be a heartbreaker, wants to be adored, gets turned on by danger.
APOLLO. glitz and glamour, art galleries, turning the volume up, being made of gold, neatly-organized music sheets, notebooks filled with poetry, bathing in the sunlight, the powerful urge to create, collecting vinyl records, beautiful cover of Wonderwall, playing multiple instruments, tasting like sunshine, healing touch, speaking in prophecies, smile mingled with wrath, shunning lies, sporting shades, hanging out at music festivals with their friends, sleeps naked, arrow to the heart, paint brushes, probably has a Tinder account.
ARES. armed for battle, wants to raise a dog with their significant other, soft spot for children, gives piggyback rides, scarred body, blood on their hands and face, willing to fight the world for the ones they love, fights against injustice, warm hugs, well-worn combat boots, boxing gloves, bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles, fist raised in protest, ignites revolutions, fear is a prison, more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think, exhausted, damaged goods, force to be reckoned with, red roses, curses under their breath.
ARTEMIS. keen sense of a hunter, freckles like constellations on their skin, piercing eyes, disheveled braid, moonlight peeking through the shadows, the calm of the forest at night, lying on the grass and staring at the stars, mother doe and her fawn, protecting their kin, the moon shimmering on a still lake, quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree, running with wolves, bonding while circled around a campfire, not being much of a people person, arrow hitting a target, popping egos, patience on 3%, touches heaven and returns howling.
ATHENA. discerning gaze, unreadable face, quiet museums, owl perched on their finger, armor that intimidates, eye for architecture, plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses, studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid, big fan of logic, loves brain teasers, ancient buildings, sweaters in neutrals and cool colors, hair done up, can kill you with their brain, heads to the library often to research, sharpened pencils, abs that can cut steel, stoic statues, pottery classes.
DEMETER. soil-covered hands, smile that can bloom flowers, skin loved by the sun, being the mom-friend, can lift you and your friends, flowers kept in the pockets of overalls, takes pride in their beautiful garden, speaks to their plants, leaves rustling in the wind, stalks of wheat, picking fruit, greenhouses, heart as strong as a mountain, values simplicity, daisies dotted across a collarbone, curls crowned with flowers, folded pile of sweaters in warm hues, pulling out fresh-baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.
DIONYSUS. drunk shitposter, on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second, seductive smirks, untamed curls, rich fabrics on dark skin, sleek-furred panthers, theater masks, stage productions, receiving a standing ovation, rose caught between their teeth, being the baby of the bunch, wild parties that last from sundown to sunup, creeping vines, inspiring loyalty, grand opera houses, masquerade balls, rolls of film, shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine-spilled floor, pouring champagne into flutes, lives for the applause.
HEPHAESTUS. the calloused hands of someone who knows labor, sweaty brow, flame burning in their eyes, inventive mind, broad shoulders, steampunk goggles, nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes, ashes, striking a match, blueprints for future projects, fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades, wrestles with bitterness, work boots have seen better years, wrinkled plaid shirts, iron melted in blazing fire, huge jackets, crafting masterpieces, greased-stained overalls, fascination with robotics, pain is fuel, stack of weaponry, even their muscles have muscles.
HERA. resting bitch face, dressed to the nines, cows grazing on a pasture, cool rain, loving and hating fiercely, hand clutching a string of pearls, large chandelier with glittering crystals, plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims, romance to realism, pictures of the sky while flying on a plane, files that under fuck it, downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix, like their selfie or you’re grounded, knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man, dark eyes that penetrate your soul, marble and gold.
HERMES. devil-may-care smile, always up-to-date on the latest technology, will steal your french fries, does it for the vine, shitposter, puts googly eyes on everything, meme hoarder, long drives on the highway, ma and pop diners, spontaneous road trips, folded maps, fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop, shooting hoops on the basketball court, chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations, goes jogging in the morning, mixes redbull with coffee, menace on april fool’s, hoodies and sneakers.
POSEIDON. storm with skin, colorful coral reefs, waves crashing against the shore, stroking the soft fur of a cat, their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop, tousled locks, clothes smeared with paint, owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more, leather jackets, fondness for diy projects, handwriting that flows across the page, nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin, velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams, mood as ever-changing as the sea, the roar of a motorcycle, compass with a spinning arrow.
ZEUS. thunder in their heart, running on coffee, flash of lightning, natural charisma, eloquence, badass in a nice suit, aficionado of history, force of nature, lenny face, nightmare-filled nights, proud arm around their lover’s waist, high-rise buildings, planes soaring through a cloudless sky, technician on the piano, maintains order, strong handshake, juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease, expensive watch
Green-Eyed Redheads
fireandfigures:
“Like I believe that. That would mean that you’ve been schtupping your way around the multi-verse, wouldn’t it?
“The first wouldn’t be difficult, if we assume the morals of a baboon. It’s the planet-hopping that’s impossible.”
“Welcome to Vale, sweetheart. Try not to let the airships hit you on your way in. They do smart if you take one across the backside.”