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// imagine if lux and hel had a kid

somehow hel makes pretty babies. ll accepting.

Name: Rasmus

Gender: Formless as the wind, but presents as masculine

General Appearance: Average height and impish, they have a lean and mischievous look to them. While he might have been pale as his mother at some point, he takes readily to sunlight and maintains a lovely sun-kissed cast to his skin. His hair is a loose black mop that is often kept pulled back and away from his face, allowing his bright blue eyes to shine all the brighter. From his father he has deft hands and a crooked grin, and from his mother a softness of face. Quite a pretty child, all told, and the furthest from regal in a rather frayed wardrobe.

Personality: Though he be but little, he is fierce, facing the world with a cockiness that hardly fits his young age. An adventurer, social butterfly, and often a scrapper, he has no royal bearing to speak of. He’s definitely willful, wanting his way above all others and balking at any authority pressed upon him. The only things that can really get him to settle down are good stories or being wholly engrossed in nature, both of which leave him quietly curious and awe-struck. He’s not a bad kid by any means, just a very rambunctious one that seeks whatever stimuli are available.

Special Talents: His sense of direction is impeccable, and he has a photographic memory. His talents also lie in mathematics and numbers, both in applicability and more shady pursuits. He sails and he knows things, that’s him, it’s the kid.

Who they like better: Dad might be uncomfortable at the idea of being a dad, but listen: Lux is cool. And has a cool accent. And is like impossibly tall to this child’s point of view.

Who they take after more: GEE I WONDER.

Personal Head canon: Hel really has to worry for his little kid ‘I’m running away from home!’ tantrums because this one could actually get loose, head to port, and try to take a boat a la the original game trio’s ideas. He keeps trying to befriend the gulls and they continue to bully him to the point of tears. World order doesn’t mean shit if he’s taken to various worlds, he will just run his mouth and people will comment on what an imaginative child he is.

Face Claim: i dont know shit abt kids in video games

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heldyn // if they had a kid meme // @humanmoxie​

Name: Tesana Lucis Caelum

Gender: Has no power over her, but the feminine does have its appeal.

General Appearance: There is no doubting that this child is old royalty. With a cascade of loose red violet curls and wide eyes, she is the picture of the Chancellor, an upward turn to her mouth and a certain set to her jaw and chin. In this resemblance, she still carries some traces of her mother, eyes an unnaturally bright green and skin like cool marble.  There’s a sense of old world aristocracy in her look, accentuated by a sumptuous wardrobe and an affable, genteel air.

Personality: What a queen she would have made, what a savior, walking the same path as her mother’s beloved. A healer by nature, eager to soothe the pains of others by either her own hand or a sympathetic ear, she does all that she can to aid others when the Gods have turned their back. Quick-witted and sociable, she relishes the games of her father’s world, all while trying to quell a more mischievous streak. Tesana still knows where to draw the line, however, and has what some might call a sullen attitude when she’s had her fill of dealing with others.

Special Talents: Number one band aid pusher of her generation ; Possesses the sharpest of minds and the most clever of tongues ; Voted most likely to stress her parents by being the best climber around, even if she’s not supposed to scale buildings.

Who they like better: Birds of a feather flock together, even if much of Ardyn’s nature is a mask and hers is genuine. Ever since she was a child, she has cherished time with them above Hel, no insult intended.

Who they take after more: Pre-fuckening Ardyn. She’s a painful little mirror of all that they were and might have been.

Personal Head canon: I just imagine some golden ending where the gods get fucked and our ship run off and Tesana is born into a world after the dawn and never knowing the pains her parents went through ; She’s a prolific collector of cats and names each one she meets something ridiculous ; Stray would absolutely die for but most importantly kill for this kid.

Face Claim: don’t fuckin look at me m8 this started bc of me playing in app

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Soundless, little paws and powerful body carry the mighty hunter across the hardwood floor, not even a creak betraying their position. Blue eyes glow from the underside of the couch, watching carefully, before- They spring into action! Baby bounds across the floor, skeleton key carefully held in their mouth as they sprint forward and... Right out the door past Hel's legs. Freedom! Adventure! Excitement! // @invertxgo​ // send me anons as my muse’s child. (accepting)

“Soy Sauce!”

Hel laughs as the cat rushes past her, turning to hopefully stop the flow of other farm cats going for an afternoon ramble. The laughter freezes in her throat as soon as she realizes what, exactly, the scene in front of her means. The Tortoiseshell is perched like a queen upon the couch, staring into Hel’s eyes in shock.

Her, Mama? Surely not. Doing a swift headcount of her other children, Hel soon wheels back around to look out her front door.

“Baby--”

The sunlight gleams off of whatever they clasp in their mouth, the ink of their body little more than a shadow in the grass. A confounded spurt of laughter rips from her mouth, before she hitches her skirt and follows after her child. Coming to a stop against the edge of the fence, leaning against the railing, she can do nothing but call after the Wurm--

“Be home by lunch! Or I’ll send Papa after you!”

The twitch of their head allowed her a better glimpse of Luxu’s eyes, of the key between their teeth. Sighing, she rested a little easier against the gate, teasing her wayward kid.

“Don’t go making any deals with the Darkness!”

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If they had a kid: Hel / Lisa Tepes :3

and then hel was a mombie. ll accepting.

Name: Adela Járnviðr

Gender: Chaos Incarnate 

General Appearance: A wild child in the purest sense of the word, with wild black curls and bright, ever-searching eyes. Small for her age, with delicate bone structure, she is little more than a sprite, a slip of a kid who moves unseen within her territory. Even her face is impish, with a wide, grinning mouth and well defined cheeks, her eyes and smiles giving a certain smug atmosphere to this overall look. An absolute gremlin that her mothers gave up on in terms of finery years before, putting her instead in more durable breaches and woven shirts rather than the gorgeous gowns her parents favor. More often than not, she’ll be in a furred cloak that obscures just how diminutive she is from others, leaving only her self-satisfied little face and untamed curls visible.

Personality: Alas, she does not merely look the part of a fairy tale trickster, but has much the personality to match. Wiley and manipulative, she plays her part with relish, without mind for manners or others comfort at times. Her mothers have convinced her, at least, that if she is truly the supreme being, then she has a responsibility to those she comes across. She was raised to be a kind and merciful figure to those she comes across, and while her antics are constant, they are without malice. Strong-willed, she barrels through life without fear or reservation. armed with a knife-sharp grin..

Special Talents: A veritable encyclopedia of plant knowledge and practical uses, both for medicine and cooking. Also challenges one of her mothers for the title of ‘best tree climber’ through her daily pursuits. 

Who they like better: Lisa, for being the almighty badass mama who does not hesitate in following her dreams. A total inspiration.

Who they take after more: She’s adopted but points at Hel’s long dark hair and her own unruly dark curls and claims she and Modir match.

Personal Head canon: Was taken in by her moms after her bioparents were lost to an illness ; I don’t know what universe she would exist in, but if it’s one that also gives her big bro, then he absolutely must answer her riddles three before he can see their mutual mom ; Hair styling pro who lives for getting her grubby little gremlin fingers into others locks.

Face Claim: i know nothing of little animu child fcs.

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if they had a kid, edmond and hel >:3c

hel somehow makes pretty babies. ll accepting.

NAME: Emil Louis Dantes

GENDER: Male

GENERAL APPEARANCE: A lanky slip of a boy, with a sun-warmed complexion liberally dotted with freckles. He has his father’s striking downturned dark eyes peeking out from long black hair and thick lashes that give his eyeline a certain shadowed look in his face. His jaw is square as his father’s, but he has Hel’s rounded chin, giving him an old school pretty boy aesthetic befitting his mother’s ancestors. While he is very much Edmond’s son, he carries himself far more humbly, a holdover from his mother, though he does have his father’s taste in expensive, well-tailored clothing.

PERSONALITY: The boy had little hope from birth but to become a little gentleman, raised to have the best manners and always aware of his obligations as a high born child. While he has the good heart that has carried his bio parents through the centuries, he has also seen some influence from their respective partners. From Dream he learned to be a cautious boy ,carefully considering his actions before making a move, and from Armand he gained a certain flair for the dramatic, for entertaining others. If he has one rebellion from emulating the adults in his life, he does tend more towards laissez-faire lifestyles rather than intellectual pursuits.

SPECIAL TALENTS: You had best believe Hel taught him music from a young age, even if his predilections lean more towards vocal work than instruments. He is also quite good with riddles, quick-witted and clever enough to try and get a leg up over the many immortals in his life. One day, he might actually succeed.

WHO THEY LIKE BETTER: After careful consideration, he has decided to be a Mama’s Boy, thank you for understanding.

WHO THEY TAKE AFTER MORE: Physically he is very much a young Edmond, and this holds in certain facets of his personality as well.

PERSONAL HEAD CANON: He learned to cook to pick up where his mother falls short and has proven a capable student. Custody is split between his mother, her lover, and his husband in Florida and with Edmond and Dream traveling the world. He is very interested in journalism and wants to take after a certain stepfather once he grows up. 

FACE CLAIM: i have looked so long and am all tapped out . _ .

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hel/destruction

somehow hel makes pretty babies. ll accepting.

Name: Eldr

Gender: Has no power over them

General Appearance: The very picture of their father, with red hair that grows in soft waves and a strong, square face. While their eyes might be downturned in Destruction’s shape, they shine the same brilliant green as their mothers, and they share the same soft nose. Eldr’s porcelain skin is another inheritance from Hel, though they are still far more Destruction’s child than Hel’s.  They tend towards obscuring their tall, limber frame with long tunics and flowing fabrics in various colorful designs.

Personality: Of Hel and Destruction’s children, they are keenly aware of their place in birth order -- the eldest. Mature and understanding towards others, they act as a mediator more often than not. From this they have shown a bit of their father’s natural charm and social grace, and from their mother a very real need to interact with others. Cheerful and outgoing, they’re something of an optimist and old soul all at once. Like Destruction before them, they tend to be the problem solver among their siblings, and of life in general.

Special Talents: They’re something of the family linguist, picking up the local language wherever the family travels with relative ease. They also show some promise as a peacekeeper, able to get to the root of problems and help to resolve them in a satisfactory manner.

Who they like better: They are so much Hel’s little baby even into adulthood, they just think the world of her.

Who they take after more: Make no mistake, they are a much better adjusted Mini Destruction.

Personal Head canon: The only one in the house that can stomach Hel’s cooking. A big fan of the mystery genre and is constantly pestering their uncle’s librarian for more recommendations. Has Hel’s divine bad luck with gardening unless it involves succulents, which you basically have to be trying to kill.

Face Claim: Liv Hewson

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"Mama! Daddy said he knew you were the one when you got him a unicorn. Can you get ME a unicorn?"

mombie. ll please send more.

Oh, she ought to have known this was coming.

Problem: ‘Daddy’ is the exact reason Hel can no longer reach out to Sleipnir’s horned brethren, lest they charge her on sight. The queen weighs this truth for a long moment, studying her daughter’s sweet face. She imagines disappointment in those dark eyes, and it pricks her deep beneath the skin.

Her family is nothing if not resourceful. She cannot call herself Loki’s daughter or Vita’s mother if she does not give this quest her all.

She smiles.

“I’m sure that I can, dear heart – it might take some time, though! They don’t grow unicorns on trees.” And there the mother pauses, theatrical, voice dipping towards conspiratorial hush, “Anymore…”

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If they had a kid: Wade and Hel

best meme. ll accepting without fail.

Name: Vita Beatrice Wilson

Gender: Female

General Appearance: I mean, you wouldn’t assume her parentage looking at her. She’s got one of those defined faces you see on primtime tv, big brown eyes made all the darker for the pallor of her skin, she’s practically Little Miss America. Her dark hair is always slightly curled around her shoulders, the product of careful arrangement each and every morning. She’s a put together, darling sort of girl, her clothes pressed and neutral as can be. For all of this, she’s the odd duck of her family, even though objectively she takes after both of her parents in terms of looks.

Personality: See, this is where her down to earth good girl thing falls apart. Sure, she has all the trappings, down to the cliche love for unicorns and a bedroom eye-searingly pink well into adolescence, but you cannot let yourself be fooled by this. She puts on that nice and soft-spoken front to avoid suspiscion. This girl is the devil. She has Dad and Grandpa’s propensity for mischief and Mama’s talent for misdirection. She is a very patient sort of chaotic, adventurous true neutral that is here to have fun and rebel when no one is looking. Vita is a wild child that is too smart to get caught, and too loyal to drag her loved ones into her topsy turvey world of dadaist counterculture bullshit.

Special Talents: Jury’s still out on whether she’s a Mutant or simply Mystical -- she just smiles when asked -- but she has a certain talent for healing others. Her mom is a Death Goddess and her dad s perpetual healing factor, but we have already established Vita loves her contradictions. She also knows her way around a firearm because. Like Honestly. Either her dad or someone he runs with was going to teach her responsibly at some point. She’s a dead shot when the situation calls for it.

Who they like better: Wade! Dad’s fun and a better cook and besides, having dual citizenship is Neat.

Who they take after more: On the surface, she’s so much Hel’s sweet tempered baby girl it hurts. Below the surface, she’s so much a reflection of pre-imprisonment Hel that it’s a little scary.

Personal Head canon: She’s on the Honor Roll at Xavier’s and staff beg her to bring her mother to parent-teacher meetings rather than her father, a plea that Vita has never actually listened to. Her one open display of her true goblin nature is that she learned to play a particular woodwind just to wake up the rest of the student body at ungodly hours because ‘there’s nothing like some good old midnight sax :)))))’

Face Claim: 

Natalia Dyer