Headcanons for Krolia that are suspiciously thought out enough to imply that this is all I think about:
She grew up in a Galran colony. Her father was the chairman of defense for the colony and her mom was a retired sergeant turned military drill instructor. She had an older brother in the army. So a very nuclear, patriotic family. She was close with her family.
She had aspirations to be a military engineer as a young girl and enjoyed playing outside. She had a childhood best friend named Yorak.
She'd frequently play with the native children of the planet she resided on. It is because of this that she stumbled across a secret murder/trafficking scene led by one of her father's colleagues (I have the lore thought out but its too long for this post). Because she's young, unhinged, and angry, she blows up his office. This consequently kills the man and she runs away from home.
Thus Krolia has begun her independent rebellion against the Galra, which consisted of stealing weapons and going around blowing things up. She's eventually caught and interrogated by the Blades.
She joins the blades as she does not believe she can go back and she has so much anger in her heart.
I'd like to believe that Krolia was a very angry teenager, and that it'd be enough to blind her and make her do some regretful things.
Prior to the Galra capturing the Red Lion, I'd also like to believe that she was a firm disbeliever of Voltron. Krolia would look down on it as a child's tale and a coping mechanism for people who wanteed an excuse not to fight their hardest. She believed that no one was going to save them and that they would die in the war.
The Empire and the Blades located the Red Lion at the same time. Krolia is on the mission to retrieve it, and due to her going back to save a wounded Blade member, they fail the mission and nearly die. The Red Lion saves Krolia's life (wierd lion magic that transcends time and carries Keiths sentiments from the future idk) but then gets captured by the Galra.
Krolia spends the rest of her pre-Earth time searching for the other Lions.
During this time, she runs into her brother on a mission as he is a Galran soldier. He tells her that their dad fell ill while searching for her and died. They fight each other and he dies (parallel to Keith fighting shiro but ending differently)
After betraying her empire and also being seen as an enemy anywhere else due to her race, Krolia didn't believe there was a single planet in the universe she could call home. This is why she was so surprised to find Earth.
Texas Kogane and Keith were sincerely enough to reconsider her place in the universe as a soldier. Unfortunately the war had other plans.
Having a family on Earth shifted her mentality away from "defeating the Galra" and towards "defending the universe."
Krolia threw herself into work to cope with leaving her family behind.
Her mom dies of loneliness and Krolia doesn't find out till years after when that colony is liberated.
She dedicated a whole lot of blade work towards keeping Earth safe and away from the war.
okay that's enough for now! Lmk if yall want more or send me asks about it idk
hiiiii!! if you do sub readers, can you do a sub ditzy/dumb slime reader who gets fucked by kaveh and alhaitham? if you don’t wanna you don’t have to, but thanks for reading this!! nd i really loved the other slime reader fics!!
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ACTIN' LIKE A DAMN HYPOCRITE !
FROM: kaveh / gn! slime! reader / haitham
SUBJECT: you did something wrong and now you're fucked. literally. except i did not do the request and it became kaveh and haitham fighting over you while you get plowed and haitham's a hypocrite the entire time.
( gn reader but they have a CÙNT, seeex, idk this is pretty tame bois )
no matter how endearing you are— all of your gurgly-voiced, innocent-eyed adorableness— one cannot just let you roam free without some sort of discipline. after all, who knows what you're capable of? you're a humanoid slime that kaveh picked out of nowhere, that alone should raise some bells, and plus the fact that you were sucking the living soul out of their dicks every day should warrant you a damn collar.
alhaitham raises his brow at his roommate, who coddles and coos at you in your slime form. "this is why the pesky thing keeps thrashing our room. you spoil them too much."
kaveh stops babbling to you in baby-talk just to shoot his roommate a glare. "oh, shush you. even if they look like a human, they're still a slime through and through. it can't be helped that they'll be a little rowdy every now and then. it's part of their nature!"
"if their nature is going to cost me 10,000 mora for renovation, then it becomes quite the inconvenience for me, i'm afraid," haitham deadpans, shutting his book and leveling his senior with a stern stare. "as the one who found them, do you even have the means to get that money right now?"
kaveh winces. "well, i... i'll manage somehow. somehow." his tone becomes pitiful at the end. finally realizing that he has to teach his little pet some manners so that they won't keep bankrupting him, he turns you around and tries to muster the harshest glare that he can. you notice that the situation has become serious, and in his hands you slowly morph into your humanoid form as you tilt your head innocently.
"kav... eh?" you gurgle in questioning, wide innocent eyes looking up at him. "did i do something wrong?"
"yes, dear," he starts, and he reddens when he notices haitham's amused expression from the corner of his eye. "that was very naughty of you, to destroy haitham's study while we were away. we... i..." he heaves a breath, wincing as he continues to speak. "we need to punish you. you've been a very bad slime."
"we?" haitham cocks a brow.
"oh come on!" kaveh groans. "i know you want in too!"
he's not wrong about that. not when haitham's deep groans sound throughout the room as he's fucking your wet pussy like his life depended on it. it was nice, to be the one fucking instead of being fucked. he still had his pride after all, even if you had stripped him of it countless of times before.
he pinches your clit as he grinds his cock deep into your cunt. you let out a squeal, a cross between surprise and pleasure as you start leaking more and more slime around his cock. he's always been a petty jerk, and it's become more obvious when he relishes in the cloudy expression on your usually clueless face. the face of his dreams and nightmares, staring down at him as he drowns in his own shameless pleasure as if they haven't stripped him of all his dignity.
he swipes a thumb across your lip— relishes it when you shiver in pleasure from his touch— and dips it into your mouth. "this is how you ought to look like everyday," he says, serious eyes studying your face as you whimper and suck on his thumb. "brainless monsters like you should just sit still and submit like a good pet."
"don't be so mean!" kaveh admonishes his roommate, giving him the side eye as if he's not sat behind you and torturing your chest with those delicate fingers. "we're just disciplining them. you don't have to demean them like that!"
haitham shoots him a glare and kaveh, not one to back down from haitham, glares right back. "you don't have the right to talk, " he spits, glaring moodily down at your fucked expression. "you brought this one into our home and allowed it to destroy both of our lives."
"oh please," kaveh sneers. in his aggravation, he pinches your perky nipples so hard that you let out a small sob as he abuses them. "destroy? more like destroying your ass." his smirk widens when haitham blushes angrily. "we both know that after your done plowing my cute lil [y. name] you're going back to taking their dick in your ass."
haitham clicks his tongue, venting his frustration by rutting too deep into you. he's close, kaveh can see it, if the white liquid leaking from his head and floating in your slme torso was any indication. "as if you don't do that either," haitham snaps.
"well, i'm not a bitch about it," kaveh scoffs.
"you act like damn slut when it comes to [y. name]."
you rock up and down against kaveh while you whine and moan from haitham's rough handling. kaveh pecks a loving kiss on your cheek, snuggling into your neck, and you whine back as you try to find his lips again. kaveh grins at haitham.
"better than acting like you don't get bitched everyday."
haitham growls, but says nothing more. once he's done turning your body into his creamy white, he's coming after kaveh.
woke up hungry today which is weird because usually i need a few hours before i can eat/feel hungry but then i realized it's because i barely managed to eat anything yesterday😭
If you are queer and you say slurs that do not apply to your specific identity, you are being homophobic/transphobic. Full stop.
I don't care if you're queer, if you're not trans you have no business saying the t slur.
I don't care if you're queer, if you're not a non man who loves non men you have no business saying the d slur.
And if you're not queer in any regard you have no business using any slurs against queer people. I don't care who gave you permission, or a "pass". If you are not in a situation where you genuinely understand the history behind a slur and the impact of being referred to as that slur you have no business using it.
More Human than Human (aka eddie made a mistake inviting billy to perform with him)
Eddie wasn’t thinking when he invited Billy up on stage Halloween night.
Well, he was thinking, he just, definitely wasn’t expecting this. He knew Billy could sing, like, heard him sing along to the radio all the time. He knew he also had his own songs that he sometimes played with the band, like, just for fun.
He definitely wasn’t thinking Billy would be down to perform, but honestly, that was stupid of him. Billy had gone all out for the night, black pleated mini skirt, fishnets, boots, little devil horns on his head, pinned into his hair. When he jumped up on the stage after Eddie waved for him to come up and have some fun, Eddie knew. Billy’s eyes were wild, his tongue sweeping out and licking his busted bottom lip from where it had been elbowed in the pit earlier tonight when they had covered Raining Blood. He looked feral, ready for war, ready to tear this place apart, ready to fight, ready to fuck.
Eddie smiled at him, stuck out his pierced tongue and wagged it at him, knew it would rile Billy up even more as Billy grabbed the mic from him, smirked, and spat into the crowd. Eddie looked back to his bandmates, who just smiled at him, they all knew, all knew Eddie so well and knew Billy well, too, and Gareth counted them off with his sticks before they began playing one of Billy’s songs that they all had fallen in love with the second they read the lyrics. Eddie laughed loudly when Billy fell to his knees, spread apart, and threw his head back, moaning obscenely into the mic, rocking back and forth, voice pitching higher and higher into the crescendo of orgasm before he began actually singing.
The crowd was jumping, moving, writhing, and Billy couldn’t get enough, kept singing, kept moaning, kept lifting his skirt up a bit more and crawling on his knees to Eddie, who was glad there was a guitar covering his hard on, because Jesus, Billy looked like sin personified. Eddie wanted to drag him back to the van, flip up that little skirt of his and fuck him until he was screaming just for him.
He looked down at Billy, who was now in front of him, on his knees, still singing, but when he caught Eddie’s eye he stopped, mid verse, to lean forward and lick a long wet stripe up Eddie’s guitar, stopping on Eddie’s fingers, making him fuck up a few notes. Eddie stopped even pretending, stopped playing, shot out his hand and grabbed the back of Billy’s head by his hair. Tugged. Ripped Billy’s head back until he was looking straight up, a smirk on his lips. Billy spread his knees out wider, forgetting the crowd but still managing to hear their screams, the sound of the band still playing on without them. The older boy rolled his eyes, tugged on his hair again, leaned down and told him to cool it, he wasn’t going to let Billy blow him on stage.
The blonde laughed, head still pulled back, opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, gave Eddie the finger.
Eddie spat into his mouth, right in front of the band, the crowd, everyone. The screaming got wilder, his band just kept playing. He watched as Billy pulled his tongue back into his mouth and swallowed, winking at Eddie. Then he got up off his knees and began to sing again. Knew he would have to wait but still kept glancing at Eddie, swinging his hips, bending over every now and then.
When the song was over, the younger looked over to Eddie and winked, jumped down off the stage and exited out of the side door, already somehow had managed to get a cigarette between his lips.
They finished their set, watched as the venue slowly became empty, and began to pack up their equipment. Eddie knew not to go looking for Billy right now, looking for trouble. He would just end up leaving the rest of them to get their shit packed up and back to the garage. No, he’d make Billy wait, and wait, and wait, until he would probably be wondering if the guitar player was even going to come to him at all. Until he was desperate for it.
Turns out Eddie didn’t have to even look for Billy, he was already waiting for him at the trailer, leaning onto the front door and smoking, legs crossed in front of him.
“Took you long enough, Munson,” he said, flicking his cigarette onto the ground. Eddie knew this game, knew it well. He walked up the steps and pushed passed Billy, unlocking the door.
Billy followed him in, still running his mouth, talking shit, trying to get Eddie to snap. Eddie opened up the fridge and pulled out a beer as Billy stood in the living room, rolling his eyes at the older boy as he walked to the couch.
“God, Munson, you’re so goddamn annoying, it’s fucking Halloween, we shouldn’t be home after that fucking show, we should be out, partying, doing some coke or somethi—”
“Down.”
Eddie sat on the couch, legs spread, and opened his beer. He took a sip and looked at Billy, who was just staring back.
“You want it to be an easy or hard night for you, baby boy?” Eddie asked, “I can do either, it’s up to you. Now, down.”
Billy’s eyes widened as he realized, realized Eddie’s order, and he sunk to his knees in between Eddie’s legs.
“So eager to get on your knees in front of everyone else, but I have to ask you twice,” Eddie mumbled into his beer. “You know better, baby.” He sat the beer down on the table and leaned forward, lips almost connecting to Billy’s. “What do you want so bad, huh? Want my cock down your throat so bad you were willing to gag on it in front of hundreds of people?”
Billy closed his eyes and whined, curls shaking furiously as he nodded. Eddie reached out and unclipped the devil horns from his hair, throwing them onto the table, and brushed his fingers through Billy’s hair.
“Messed up my playing and everything, all because you wanted my dick on your tongue.”
Billy swayed forward a bit, mouth opening slightly, tongue peeking out from between his strawberry pink lips.
“I can’t have that, baby, you know that. I take my music very seriously.” It was the truth and a lie at the same time. Eddie loved having Billy on stage with him, it made his blood pound and his dick hard, and he knew he was already planning on inviting him up there again, because the crowd had loved it, too.
“Open your mouth.”
Eddie unzipped his pants, palmed himself for a minute while looking at Billy patiently waiting with his mouth open. He pulled his cock out and groaned, gave it a few strokes before the fingers in Billy’s hair tugged him forward, his head into Eddie’s lap. He knew Billy liked it like this, liked it when he pulled his hair and fucked into his mouth, was able to just take what was given him.
Eddie wasn’t gentle, didn’t pull back when Billy gagged around him, didn’t care that the other boy probably couldn’t breathe, held his head down until Billy’s nose was smushed into the soft hair of his groin. The younger whined around the cock in his mouth, tears springing from his eyes, and rocked his hips into the air, not getting any friction at all but he knew better than to touch.
When the dark haired boy pulled at Billy’s hair, off his cock completely, he reveled in the look on the blonde’s face. Spit and pre were dripping from his chin, tears running down his cheeks.
“Such a good cock slut for me,” he whispered, rubbing a thumb onto Billy’s swollen bottom lip, smearing pre and spit around it and then back into his mouth. “And as much as I’d love to cum in that pretty mouth of yours, I’d rather hear you cry while you bounce on my dick, so get up here.”
Billy moaned out a “fuck yes,” and scrambled from his knees, crawled into Eddie’s lap. He was still wearing his skirt and boots, but when Eddie ran his hands up the back of his thighs to his ass he realized the younger had taken off his underwear.
“Eager slut.”
“Only for you,” Billy said, rocking back into Eddie’s hands. Wanting his ringed fingers to make indents into his skin.
Eddie crooked a finger forward, between his cheeks, and groaned when he felt the slick there. The slut had even lubed himself up, knew he was going to get fucked tonight, knew all that arguing about going back out earlier was a lie.
“Go on, then,” Eddie said, “make me cum.”
Billy leaned back a bit, reached around and grabbed Eddie’s cock to guide it to his hole. Didn’t ease himself into it slowly, just sat, in one go, enveloping Eddie’s cock before Eddie could even blink.
“Fuck,” Eddie groaned, resisting the urge to buck his hips up into the tight heat. Billy moaned, throwing his head back, his hair falling down towards his back and Eddie couldn’t help to reach up and grab it, pull it some more. His other hand found Billy’s hip, gripping hard enough to bruise. “Fucking c’mon, baby, give me a performance I won’t forget.”
So Billy started bouncing, moans punching out of his lungs every time his ass met Eddie’s hips, when the older boy’s dick pounded into his spot, his moans getting louder and higher the closer he felt to cumming, his cock slapping up against his belly every time he bounced down. Eddie wrapped a hand around it and Billy, Billy couldn’t anymore, he was so close, his bounces slowing to a grind and Eddie had to wrap his other arm around his waist and fuck up into him, relentless. Billy wailed as white spurted from him, covering his chest, and Eddie kept bucking into him, had leaned forward to take a nipple into his mouth and bite it, groaning as he emptied himself into Billy.
“Fuck,” Eddie whispered, opening his eyes to see Billy panting above him, holding onto his shoulders and tears dripping from his face. “Baby…”
Im continue the genshin oc sage and blah blah blah
anyways, today oc is Avgust
Years ago, police were alerted about the murder of a Snezhnayan family and were on the case. During the investigation, two dead bodies were discovered, an adult man and an adult woman. However, there was also a child involved and there was no third body to be found. Despite their efforts, they couldn’t trace the murderer or find the missing body. Later, the case would be left unsolved.
Nearly a decade after the murder, a bloody and severely injured 14-year-old shows up at the front door of an orphanage. The child, who they learn is named Avgust, was taken into the orphanage and also interviewed about the murder since he seems to match the description of the missing child.
Now a young traveler, Avgust has the goals of exploring his homeland and honing his own fighting skills. Despite his young age, he's a pretty strong fighter and will never turn down a fight. Sparring will be the only way for you to even get close to him, for that he practically pushes everyone away (physically and metaphorically). Due to events in the past, Avgust has become extremely wary and cautious of people, often pushing away anyone who gets too close. Because of this, he's often described as cold and distant. However, it's possible to become closer to him, it'll just take a while. He's slightly more talkative and even overprotective of those he becomes close to.
Sm stuff guys:
cryo vision
sword (dual swords)
5*
main dps
medium male model
17-18
A few thoughts about Avgust ig. Ngl he's one of my favorites when it comes of my genshin ocs. I don't really know why i like him. He's just neat ig. Bro has a ton of lore (and trauma) that I'd like to touch upon sometime.
Avgust has like (in my opinion ofc) one of the better designs among my genshin ocs too. I like it when the design of the character barely matches their vision and Avgust does not look like a cryo character (but that's a good chunk of my ocs tho). The bright blue contests nicely with the red-browns of the rest of his color palette.
