[Posted On 08/02/20]

[Posted on 08/02/20]

N o t a P u s h o v e r

A sound almost like the clap of thunder rang out of one of the rooms in Talon's Rome stationed base. Y/N found themself pinned against a wall, three feet from the floor, with their limbs being held down by some unseen force. The source of the sound had been one of the large hands of Talon's resident dissociative astrophysicist slamming against the wall Y/N was pinned to. His hand had been only a few inches from Y/N's ears, making Y/N wince.

Even though they were being held rather high off the ground by what was more than likely the astrophysicist's gravitational abilities, the Dutchman still towered over them. The cold features on the male's face signified that it was not Siebren in control of the body but Sigma. His cold eyes bear into Y/N's own as he leans forward, closing the small gap between them. His words are cold and just a bit agitated.

"I can assure you, geliefde, I am no pushover."

[Posted on 07/06/20]

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[Posted on 08/06/20]

[Posted on 08/03/20]

J u s t a N i b b l e

"We can't, we simply can't! Harming another person is wrong!"

"You've been starving us, Siebren. You understand that if we don't feed we die don't you?"

"Yes but..."

"Then there is no other choice. Feed or die."

This was the conversation Dr. Siebren de Kuiper's personal laboratory assistant, Y/N, was treated to as they stood there in the doctor's lab. Following an experiment-gone-wrong on the International Space Station a few years ago, de Kuiper had become a recluse and hid himself away in his lab, away from society. Y/N had discovered just why a few hours before; Siebren had dissociated quite a bit due to the trauma of his accident and developed a second personality to serve as his psyche's shield whom he called Sigma. The two frequently conversed like they were doing now.

Y/N was genuinely confused as to what they were talking about. "Feed"? Feed what? Or feed who? Y/N flinched when the male's blue eyes shift to them. It was Siebren who spoke first.

"I'm so sorry for all of this. I should've been totally honest when you first came to work here with me. Now you've discovered Sigma's existence."

He pauses before taking a deep breath and sighing.

"But there's one more thing I haven't told you."

Y/N's head tilts to the side out of curiosity. What else had he hidden? Y/N chuckles internally at the laundry list of possible (comedic) things it could be.

"I have a... condition. You see-"

Before he has a chance to finish, Sigma breaks in. Siebren's features quickly turn cold and sharp at the shift.

"We're what normal people call a vampire."

Y/N blinks in shock. Vampires were real? As soon as Siebren regains control, he seems genuinely worried by their reaction and reaches to take their arm in his chilly hand. Y/N doesn't move at all, not wanting to seem afraid. The poor Dutchman probably felt bad enough about withholding the information; he'd feel even worse if he scared them now.

"I understand if you want to leave with all this in mind. I won't stop you."

Y/N responds with a head shake. They weren't just going to leave. Sure their lab partner had a second personality and drank bloo- Then it dawned on Y/N... When did he drink blood? They saw him for most of the day so there's no way he had time to. Y/N is broken from their thoughts by a groan from the astrophysicist. He was holding the palm of his free hand to his forehead in reaction to what was likely a headache. When Siebren's expression shifts back to the cold one Sigma wore, Y/N's heart sunk. The male's other hand takes a hold of their other arm and holds them there.

"Siebren has been starving us for months, refusing to drink from not one person to protect the people around us. What he doesn't realize is that doing so is the equivalent of pushing an injured animal into a corner; it's going to attack eventually."

He pauses for a moment to allow Y/N to process the information. It all seemed very logical so there wasn't much confusion. He starts again.

"Are you aware of how torturous it is to be in such close quarters with a human? To hear their heart beat, pumping that crimson nectar across their brittle little form?"

His grip was beginning to hurt a bit as it tightened around their arms. The towering male slowly begins to lean forward and Y/N gets a flash of his glistening fangs. They knew exactly where this was going...

"I want just a nibble. Nothing else, I promise."

Y/N doesn't resist as fangs sink into their shoulder. No use was there? As their blood begins to flow out of their body, a light headed feeling quickly manifests; the world was spinning and blurring together. The tall male pulls away after a moment but the world continues to whirl like a carnival ride. The last thing Y/N sees before blacking out is Sigma's blood stained smirk...

What kind of relaxation headcanons do you have for Sigma? I really like your take on the character and I'd love to know more ;w;

[Answered on 07/18/20]

Pyro, hey! I appreciate you sending me an ask! Great to know you enjoy my portrayal of gravity grandpa uwu! You're not here to hear me babble though so I'll go ahead and get straight to the answers!

R e l a x

Probably the most obvious, but most definitely Siebren's favorite, is stargazing. There's something inherently calming about the beauty of space and its vastness. If he were given the chance, the Dutchman would simply kick back in zero g's and watch the night sky until dawn.

Another obvious one is listening to music. Music serves as an escape for most people but for the astrophysicist it means so much more. Siebren has an affinity for classical (specifically piano pieces but he enjoys full orchestra as well) and old, 2000's pop. Shockingly, Sigma has different tastes than Siebren; Sigma does also enjoy classical but he prefers the sad rock songs over pop.

Reading is another one of Siebren's favorite things to do to relax. As I've already mentioned in a previous ask, he enjoys sci-fi and space themed novels in terms of fiction and astrophysics based books for non. At the moment, he's reading a trilogy called "The Movement".

And last but most certainly not least is cuddling. As I've mentioned in a previous ask, Siebren is extremely touch starved. Knowing that there's a physical person in his arms that he can touch and hold is a very calming sensation. His broken psyche churns his thoughts and constantly creates things he knows are not there, so knowing that at least one thing is real is grounding and relaxing for him. And we all know who'd be happy to cuddle with our gravity man. *cough* Moira *cough*

Sigma's thoughts on toe socks?

[Answered on 07/02/22]

"Toe.. socks? Well ah.. I would say that they are even more uncomfortable to wear than normal socks... They still cover the feet and prevent me from feeling the ground beneath me and what's even worse is that they now wedge fabric between the toes and.. ick.. Just know, that in my opinion they are most definitely a scientific mishap.."

I know this post is formatted a little differently than normal but hey I wanted to try answering an ask in character! In any case, apologies this is so late Anon and here's hoping you enjoyed my answer!