#lxgatus

[impfiltration-archive2]

katie, dealing with any mahjarrat: just. just let me look at your stuff. please. i’m begging you. i will give you my money and blood.

[shadowtongued]

"I do not come looking for a fight, brother. It is a popular tradition among humans to give gifts to those they trust, and I saw some things I thought you may enjoy." The box he holds out is quite weighty, containing an expensive looking bottle of champagne, massive clusters of assorted aura quartz and an ornate gilded fountain pen set large enough for a Mahjarrat to comfortably hold. "Merry Wintumber, Sliske."

late xmas gifts bc i’m a n00b. || closed blz.

           𝑯𝑬'𝑺 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑶𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑹, 𝑺𝑬𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑾𝑯𝑬𝑵 𝑾𝑨𝑯𝑰𝑺𝑰𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑳 𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑶𝑶𝑹. He looks so small in modern clothing, no frills, no silks, just turtlenecks and sweaters. His dim-witted, pudgy cat comes skidding down the smooth flooring of the hall to the visitor and slowly slides into Wahi’s leg with a soft bop. Sliske GRIMACES at the feline and looks up from his work, his long ears twitching as he looks at the proffered box before reaching up to it. 

           “Oh,” it comes out as soft and hushed, claws gliding across the bottle in silence, “This is lovely. You didn’t have to. But I could put the crystals on my windowsill for them to glitter in the morning.” LURID eyes settle on the pen in silent glee, as his favored pen had finally broken and rendered un-mendable. “Thank you, brother.”

[fiulnoptii]

        the legend of zelda starters // accepting

        @lxgatus​ says: ❝ you and i aren’t as different as we thought. ❞

         HE LIFTED HIS HEAD AT THE STATEMENT, almost as if to question them where they came up with the notion that they were. They were in fact, very different. Different species altogether, and a lot about the other was foreign and strange to him, as were they to him, everything from vampire to human culture and customs. He guessed that’s what you get when you leave your own world for another. Contantly asking questions, what is this or that, seemingly unintelligent questions about the most common things.

         VAMPIRES ALWAYS COEXISTED with humans, learning their ways from afar and even living among them, they have blended in with them for centuries. That was a difference, a big one. And then there were other points. Things like their appearance, the way they reacted to situations. To say they aren’t that different, seemed very wrong.

         ❛❛  You seem ... confused.  ❜❜

         RECOUNTING THE THINGS THE OTHER HAD DONE that would definitely be seen as strange and otherworldly seemed almost countless in his mind. His reaction to seeing snow for the first time, or the inventions he showed to him now and then, even common things humans did or had, mesmerized the other like they were a young kitten at times.

         ❛❛  Definitely.  ❜❜

[worldguardian]

☆☠■ Azzy

We Love The Man!!!

☆ - happy headcanon

among his friends and family, azzy displays his happiness quite openly. the easiest way to make him happy is to get him talking about The Religion, which makes him get this absolutely adorable light in his eyes. he could go on for hours.

when he’s happy he gets playful, too. he makes more silly jokes and will mess with people - with heart and rosa in particular he loves to pick them up and manhandle them a bit. humans are just so small, u kno? gotta be moving them around at all times. with akthanakos and wahisietel, he’s quite likely to wrestle them, which is a bog-standard mahjarrat show of affection. play-bites, headbutts, loving punches, he’s very physical in how he shows that he loves you.

(akthanakos is too, but even moreso. he’s just as likely to roll up to azzy and clock him one out of nowhere which he deserves.)

a happy mahjarrat is also a mahjarrat that makes lots of Noises. freneskaen is a very subverbal language, so much of mahjarrat communication consists of body language and vocalisations, which sounds extra interesting with their deep, echoing voices. standard Happy Space Wizard Sounds include deep, rolling chuffs and rumbles from the back of the throat. in particularly soft moments, they give longer, sustained rumbles that humans find analogous to purring.

happy azzy noises are ones that you feel in your chest. his voice thrums.

mahjarrat also express affection amongst each other by sniffing! their sense of smell is totally foreign to humans, and they’re incapable of smelling 90% of what humans do, since they don’t eat. on the flipside, they can smell minerals and magic with unerring sensitivity. they’re rock people, so sniffsniffing another mahjarrat is a gesture that essentially says “u smell like good magic. i like that.” this is a very intimate gesture and is typically only performed between partners or parents and their children.

(incidentally, to a human nose, mahjarrat smell like ozone.)

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

much like any mahjarrat, azzanadra when angry is a terrifying sight. other mahjarrat might get explosively furious, but azzy’s anger burns cold. his anger is a promise, not a threat. he can get overwhelmed with rage, but this is rare and something you definitely won’t see more than once. the easiest way to nudge him towards that state is to talk about zamorak or the betrayal.

he places a lot of stock in his ability to remain “civilised”, so it’s not that he doesn’t feel anger. he just works to disguise it, or otherwise turn it into a cold displeasure that’s terrifying all on its own.

as for violence, however...

oh, he’s violent. all mahjarrat are. he takes a certain pleasure in violence, but he doesn’t actively seek it out. unleashing his power on some poor soul will always amuse him, but sheer mindless, purposeless violence, he looks down on. “fools they are, and fools they remain”, after all. control is the central tenet of zarosianism and he must exemplify that for all.

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

he lives in the senntisten temple, which has had significant restorations and work done to it compared to how it looks in-game. no feral skeletons, for one thing.

the temple’s presbytery was one of the first things he unearthed after the grand chamber, since you know, he needs somewhere to live and all. as time went on, he excavated and restored more of the temple, and in its current state it has a few rooms for living/sleeping and a few rooms that have been converted into storage. he has his own personal quarters, a study, and then rooms for heart and rosa. when akthanakos and wahisietel visit, they tend to just crash in azzy’s room, which is hilarious and adorable.

he doesn’t go in much for excessive furnishings. most of the furniture in the temple - beds, chairs, etc. - is mahjarrat-sized. the few human-sized pieces were made by heart herself or brought in from their house in yanille.

the whole temple has a very heavy glamour on it to keep the museum from poking their noses in, and the rope entry was replaced with a more proper dig elevator fairly early on.

[midoriimu]

         Ib sentence starters // accepting

         @lxgatus​ says: “Having fun?”

         「  That’s what I should be asking you !!  」

         ARMS MOVED UP TOWARDS THE OTHER’S HEAD, and while he expected for the other to hiss at him a little, with a lot of pulling Kei managed to put the headband he had bought earlier on Wahi’s head, granting him cat ears per the theme park’s mascot.

         「  Calm down, you’re going to scare the other guests if you keep growling like an animal. Security might just come over and think that I broke you out of the petting zoo enclosure.  」

         THE DEMIGOD THOUGHT it would be a good idea to bring the other here, have him experience what is commonly known among the people as “fun”, but since seeing the exterior of the park and hordes of people flocking the entrance gate, they had been a particulary stubborn about the entire thing, and getting him successfully onto a ride was something he hadn’t managed to accomplish yet.

         「  You’re supposed to get into the rides, not just look at them.  」

[marakasu]

         THE IDOL WOULD NEVER KNOW what it would be like to be so tall, but when it happened he was suddenly a little glad he wasn’t a walking giant. Today must have been the first time he saw someone walk against the doorframe of the doors he just headed through. He heard the moment of impact, a loud thud, and looking behind him they saw the man who had been unfortunately been hit.

         「  Aaaaah — !! Are you alright? That really sounded like it hurt !! Are you bleeding? Here, how many fingers am I holding up?  」

         @lxgatus​

[pontifex-maximus-of-zaros]

♤

Non-sexual acts of intimacy

♤: Taking a bath together - asked by @lxgatus

Communal bathing was common in Senntisten, and indeed among the Mahjarrat, but Azzanadra preferred the comfort and solitude the private baths would provide him, especially after hours. But after a long days work, nothing helped to ease the stresses of the day more than a long soak, a stiff drink, and to share a pipe with his closest companion.

Pouring out another measure for the Legate, Azzanadra continued on with the rambling vent he had been subjecting his friend to for the last fifteen minutes. “...and of course, the Chthonians don’t care for all the bells and whistles necessary in a state banquet, so having to persuade enough ambassadors to make the trip is-”

Sighing, Azzanadra closed his eyes as reality finally caught up to him. “I apologise, my friend. I appear to be droning on again. Please forgive me. How was your day?”

[vernades]

@lxgatus​ -- ;

The night hoards of Dracula rarely seemed to abate, pillaging every town and village they could sink their fangs and claws into. The blaze of homes caught afire was a numb roar in the priest’s ear as they conjured what spells of water they could, aqueous waves washing through and quenching everything ablaze. Though largely typical in their endeavors against the night hoards, Sypha couldn’t help but notice that... someone was doing their own against them. One with energies just as malignant. When the worst of the flames had been extinguished, Sypha scaled a small hill and found the one who seemed to be the one responsible.

“For whatever reason it was done--thank you. A few less lives were lost tonight.”