levels of headcanon:
This is heavily supported by text/subtext and is likely what the creators intended for me to get from this
this is sort of supported by the text and could, conceivably be what the creators intended for me to get from the text/subtext
there is no evidence either way
there is slight evidence against my headcanon, but I don’t care
I’ve stopped giving a crap about canon
@wilyacme. ( x )
“Well, I WAS.” Her voice is wheezy enough to match the sort of nightmarish screeches she just produced. However, their dingy motel room failed to reflect the girl’s urgency.
There were no signs of a struggle or anything else that could cause distress, besides maybe some moldy walls. It was just Vanx with a seething look of betrayal.
She sniffed as she hugged onto his side. Even though Vanx was tall enough to dust off the top of Shiro’s head, she hunched over enough to more or less tuck herself into Shiro. Her face was sour and a little wet, but Vanx’s grip was like a vice. “I didn’t know where you were.“
“ i-- ” he began, only to cut himself off immediately while sliding an arm around vanx. GUILT washed over him in violent waves as he dropped the bags from his other arm, the contents of which no longer felt as important as they once had. swallowing, shiro pulled vanx in closer, wrapping himself around her securely in hopes to calm her and make her feel SAFE once more, and... perhaps part in apology.
“ sorry, i just ran across the street to grab us some food and a couple other necessities. i... thought you’d sleep through it. ” though he’d worried that she might not. pursing his lips, shiro rested his head atop vanx’s and slowly started to run a soothing hand up and down along her back. he hadn’t MEANT to cause any distress, he’d just wanted to take care of a couple chores, but... maybe he should have just waited until the morning. it wasn’t as though they couldn’t go TOGETHER, going alone just... sped the process up a bit.
“ you seemed like you were in a deep sleep, so i--- ...sorry. i didn’t mean to scare you. ”
WITCH AU.
shiro gains the white streak in his hair at a young age. it’s a space witch thing; it’s said they’re touched by stardust.
over time, shiro’s hair becomes all white - this isn’t something that happens to all space witches - and it happens more rapidly as he regains touch with his magic.
in his wolf form, shiro undergoes the same changes. he begins with a black coat of fur with a distinct white marking on his forehead and, over time, his fur becomes fully white.
once he’s reconnected with his magic again, at night one can sometimes see soft glimmers of light in his hair / fur, bearing a resemblance to stars in the sky.
rather than wolfman creatures, werewolves are simply large werewolves when transformed. by large, i mean a bit bigger than a full grown tiger. with head fully raised, they can stand the same height as some humans.
during the full moon, werewolves lose themselves and become aggressive beasts.
due to his being a space witch, shiro has a connection to the moon. because of this, he can fight against his curse to not completely lose himself to the werewolf mind for the night. it’s difficult, given how his magic is suppressed, but it becomes easier after months and months of practice.
dox is the one who suggests that he try to fight because of his nature as a space witch. shiro didn’t even think about it.
werewolves can shift as they please except, of course, on the full moon when they’re forced into wolf form.
shifting is a painful experience in the beginning, but one grows used to it the more it’s done.
shiro spends the majority of his time in wolf form.
dox creates a prosthetic arm for shiro, made from plants, bones, and magic. it is rather off-putting too look at, particularly as glimpses of bone can be caught now and then, most often in the fingers. the arm changes form with him when he shifts.
some of the space witch specific abilities shiro is capable of are:
hearing the universe. it’s a difficult thing to explain, but essentially he can gather positions of planetary bodies, etc. and have some degree of… not future sight, but an idea of possible future happenings (this is me taking inspiration from the ideas of astrology)
moving himself from one area in the universe to another, aka teleportation. this begins small but if worked on, he could theoretically travel as far as other planets.
some degree of gravity control??? ability wip.
able to breathe in the vacuum???
i’m still working on these lmao
grimesucker.
samsara vc : who raised you—???
shiro vc: you.
shiro, keeping an eye on pidge w/ her space pirate crush from a distance:
Delivered to @kienokoru with a hug and a lil’ cheek kiss uwu
verse tag dump.
✗ ― 「 v: release me from the present 」 canon: i. ✗ ― 「 v: don’t let me be gone 」 canon: ii. ✗ ― 「 v: lean on my pride / i’m a lion 」 canon: iii. ✗ ― 「 v: stay with me / you don’t need to run 」 garrison. ✗ ― 「 v: if i can live through this 」 champion. ✗ ― 「 v: i’m a goner / somebody catch my breath 」 astral plane. ✗ ― 「 v: dear atlas / you must endure 」 galra reign.
grey, participating in munday? whaaaaaat
@mekabound sent: “ you’ll be okay somewhere in that vague future tense ” (uc verse? :0)
cursed suggestion ☆☆ accepting!!
at that, he can’t help but snort a weak laugh. it’s not the most REASSURING way to word such a thing, but the fact that it earns amusement might actually make it MORE USEFUL.
“ i think you need to spend less time with dox, ” he comments, shifting his position on the couch where they both sit, legs bent at the knees and feet occasionally touching on the middle cushion. “ you’re starting to SOUND like him. ”
in this case though, shiro doesn’t mind it so much. he minds even less that d.va is HERE, keeping him company on one of the days where his symptoms are flaring up enough that the pain is TOO MUCH for even stand up for long. her company is some which he’s already come to enjoy, but on days like this... the distraction of having another person around helps a LOT.
“ ‘ that vague future tense, ’ huh, ” he repeats, tugging on the blanket spread across the both of them in an effort to cover more of himself. there’s no malice whatsoever in his tone as he continues, merely a WRY smile to signify he’s joking, albeit rather darkly; “ so, the day that everyone in the city GETS ALONG and the barrier is opened? ”