#thedoublefang

hey sweet cheeks ;)

“I wasn’t complaining,” Lin explained, looking up at the very large man. “I’ve found meaning. Keeping my city and the people safe, and I think that counts for something. And believe me, I’ve had plenty of things happening,” she added, folding her arms. “As I trust you have as well. 

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More often than not, people generally perceive Wolfwood in whichever way he wants them to- usually either the bumbling, shitty priest persona or (less often) the child-soldier-turned-killing-machine. It’s rare that he lets someone see both sides, as he prefers to be seen as harmless, if an asshole. It’s better to be underestimated.

The biggest exception, however, is Vash. One thing that’s notable about both these two idiots is how quickly they’re able to see through each other’s bullshit. Another exception is Livio, since he’s seen both sides at his best and his worst.

Nicholas’ perception of himself, on the other hand, is actually pretty negative. While he has high self-confidence, fairly high self-image, and knows he can get shit done and get it done well, his sense of self-worth is almost non-existent. His body is nothing more than a tool. His life, nothing more than a bargaining chip at best. 

Years of being systematically dehumanized in the Eye of Michael have taken a toll.

He’s done horrible things; murder, theft, mass slaughter, and treason to name a few. Mostly out of a need to survive or protect others, but he also knows that’s no excuse. Despite his horrible job of acting like a priest, he does believe in Heaven and Hell, and is thoroughly convinced he’s going to the latter, and he’s going there soon. This terrifies him, but if it means saving people he cares about, then it’s worth it.

Peering down when her leg was tugged, Korra lifted an eyebrow once she saw the little dude. Was he lost? Was he okay?

“… You’re probably the first person who has ever said that. It pisses me off. What do you think gives you the right to call someone out like that? You don’t know me, or my story. I could be just having a bad day, and you’re willing to make a gamble at my world being a mess.”

“What’s your problem, man?”

At first he felt a TINY bit proud of what he said,  but      the second the taller man continued he immediately      lost any good feeling that sat inside him.  To be fair      the joke should have been made with a lighter tone…      hah.