FIGHT LIKE HELL!

     he’s  softer  than  quetzalli  deserves, but flynn will never agree to that. he saw her for what she was — not a civilian, not some helpless mortal who was fumbling through trying to survive. it meant a lot, really, but she can’t even bring herself to think much about it as warmth floods flesh. the ache of cold dissolving into nothingness.  ❛  she’s  there,  took  a  couple  hits  from  a  fallen  walker,  but  not  too  bad.  ❜ those shots were dead in the face, but he doesn’t need to know that. she’s being repaired as they talk. as he sets her back on the ground, she tries in earnest not to laugh at his bodily functions but she does. the words giving it an added punch. she understands why he’s a titan with an affinity for the sun; he’s as warm as they come. friendly, kind but also destructive and chaotic. it’s a chaos she’s familiar with.  ❛  alright  then,  where  do  you  wanna  eat?  you  know  these  places  better  than  i  do.  ❜  and food in fort tarsis was a lot different than the last city’s cuisine.

as long as he’s had light, there are truths that persist:  both grand & small, simple & complex. there will always be people who deserve the world --- the kind that give so much, risk so much, all for things they believe in. & light help him, she deserves the universe: she does not have the luxury of a second life, but quetz would lay down her one, single life for others. ( it’s something that confuses the titan--- her devotion & bravery is something he loves, but flynn will always fear losing her --- there is one place that devotion & bravery will lead , & it is a place all guardians must go to rise. & unless something happens to his ghost, it is a place he cannot follow. )  

 one day, he will lose her --- it’s the price of his immortality, & he will gladly pay it for her.   but not today. 

quetzalli  navarro  has  no  time  to  think, because the moment she registers the titan’s voice his arms are wrapped tight around her. the wind quickly knocked out of her small frame as, with a seemingly languid pace in comparison, she returns the hug. his warmth soothing the cold ache that comes with prolonged cold temperatures and wind in the javelin.  ❛  i  did,  i’m  sorry  —  got  caught  up  with  making  a  new  mod,  ❜  she explains with a rather sheepish tone, normally the pilot never missed a match. sometimes even she loses track of time.  ❛  just  means  that  you’ll  have  to  do  it  again,  ❜  a faint smirk tugs at her lips before she nods slightly,  ❛  i  think  you  actually  cracked  my  back,  so…  thanks?  ❜

this is a headcanon - heavy, mutuals - only roleplay blog for THE DOOMSLAYER , the ( formerly silent ) protagonist of id softwork’s DOOM, centered around DOOM 2016 and ETERNAL.    this blog’s kinda low activity, and i’m a shy bean that rarely follows first. i made this blog to have fun, and that’s what i’m gonna do. i won’t unfollow for being inactive, but y’know, i will unfollow for being a dick to others or repeatedly breaching basic roleplay etiquette. JUST DON’T BE A DICK TO OTHERS AND WE’LL BE FINE, OKAY? this includes being  TRASH: transphobic, racist, ableist, sexist, or homophobic. 

i have my follower count hidden, so it might take me a second to follow you back! please don’t take it personally!!! ;w; if i follow you though, i want to interact! if you don’t want to be mutuals, that’s fine -- just know i’ll probably unfollow you in 1-2 weeks. sorry, i swear it’s not you, it’s my anxiety.

IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER: if you aren’t willing to write or follow me on my oc, astrcytes, i’m not going to write with you on my canons, especially my male canon ( adjacent ) muses like flynn.  it’s 2020, i’m not playing these games anymore! and if you don’t like this rule, i have good news: i don’t care!

also, flynn is a pan black man. similar to the rule above, i don’t particularly give a shit if you like that or not, either! “but shelly,” you might cry, “the doomslayer is white!” well you’re gonna have to keep crying, because guess what! i don’t care! if you don’t like it, go follow someone else! the writer of this blog is half black and full tired. please cry to someone who cares more than i do.

that being said, i’m open to pretty much anything that isn’t, y’know, gross. this blog is mostly multiverse based, so if i know the fandom, chances are i’ll either have an au for it, or your local interdimensional doom slayer goes on a vacation from demon slaying. i’m selective with the dc, marvel, and overwatch fandom, and won’t interact with jjba, and i won’t follow horror blogs with excessive horror imagery. i have a severe horror phobia, so the only horror blogs i follow are close friends ;w;

i don’t mind shipping of all kinds! romantic or platonic works for me, just be sure to discuss it beforehand and have that Sweet Sweet Chemistry if you wanna smooch flynn. if you want a chaotic dad friend? you’ve come to the right place. oh, and due to past trauma, i practice mains, not exclusives.

aw hey, you made it! i’m shelly, i’m nb fem with she/they pronouns, i’m autistic, i’ve been here for a while, and i love being friends with my rp partners!  my triggers are irl blood, gore, horror movies, needles, body horror, and jumpscares! i tag things with tw / and ask that you tag these things as well! you can also tag these things with shelly don’t look / ! i hope you have a lovely day!