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This is what I want

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dude, I wanna get Genji or Lucio skin but I didn’t pick this guy much

Ps. If pic it look laggy, don’t mind me, my laptop is suck (At least I can play in low graphic

[Posted on 06/24/20]

Literally Anyone in Talon: *readily goes up to Siebren*

Siebren, not even two seconds later: Why hello there! Do you perhaps have a moment to talk about our Lord and Savior, G r a v i t y ?

[Posted on 07/02/20]

Hello, hello! Stardust here to share a roleplay response I wrote yesterday for a Sigmoira roleplay I've been doing! For a little context, Moira is performing Siebren's initial interview, and she requests that he elaborate on the black hole incident. I was really really proud of how this reply turned out and thought I'd share it! If anyone's wondering, the reply is 4,779 characters and 859 words long. It was really fun to write and I hope you all find it entertaining!

Siebren's heart drops when she says she'd need him to elaborate about the black hole incident. He'd been hoping she wouldn't ask him to do this but alas. He nods as she speaks before taking a deep breath and sighing.

"Very well. Allow me to explain..."

Siebren then begins to recount the day when his life was forever changed...

— — —

That day two weeks into Siebren's team's stay on the International Space Station had begun just like any other. Everyone had been woken up at the crack of dawn to perform their chores, but today was special. The team's final goal on the ISS was to conduct a gravity experiment that could quite possibly change the course of human history, and today was the date of that experiment. The lead scientist, Dr. Siebren de Kuiper, had been awake far earlier than his colleagues so when they shambled into the cafeteria for coffee he simply chuckled.

"Well good morning, sleepy heads. Wonderful to see you all finally awake! We do know what day it is today, yes?"

One of his groggy companions groans and begins to think. She sighs.

"It's Monday, I think? Why?"

"No, no. I mean what the date is."

One of his other companions pipes up, still in his tired daze.

"It's the 20th."

Siebren sighs tiredly. Had they really forgotten the meaning of today? Had the history they were going to make on this very date slipped their minds?

"It's the day of our gravitic experiment! Today we'll be making history!"

Siebren spoke with such excitement and vitality but his colleagues don't seem to mirror it; they all tiredly get their coffee and shamble off to their chores. The Dutchman sighs before going off to begin the preparations for the experiment later that day.

— — —

At this point in his account, Siebren takes a moment and pauses. His hands were shaking, and he could hear his heart beating in his ears. He takes a slow, deep breath and exhales. He mutters for a moment.

"Hold it together. Hold it... together."

Having recollected himself, he continues his account of the events of that day.

— — —

It was now afternoon and all of the chores had been completed and preparations were done. It was now time for the gravitic experiment that served as the team's final goal. As Siebren slowly made his way through the many corridors that lead to the testing chamber, he quietly muttered to himself; he had been assuring himself since his first waking moment that this day was when he and his colleagues would go down in history. A sinking feeling sat in the Dutchman's chest that screamed that something was going to go wrong. He stops in front of the chamber designated for the experiment and takes a deep breath.

"Time to make history."

Siebren was in fact going to make history today simply not in the way he expected.

— — —

Siebren suddenly stops speaking for a moment. His hands were at either side of his head, his fingers pressing into his temples. His melody was growing in volume the longer he went on. He was trembling and his breathing had turned shallow and ragged. The tall male was in almost an upright fetal position with his head down, close to his body. At this point in the account, it would've been a good idea to stop him but before an objection can even be made, he draws one more ragged breath and continues to speak.

— — —

Everything was going as planned in the beginning. The experiment was playing out at a reasonable pace and nothing had gone awry just yet. Siebren sighs as all of this occurs; maybe that feeling from earlier was simply his nerves? Moments after the thought passes through his mind, everything changes. The field containing the experiment began to fail. The Dutchman desperately begins trying to figure out the cause. The brief formation of a black hole occurs just before he can do so, exposing him to its extreme power.

— — —

A scream tears out of the Dutchman's throat as the memory returns to him. In a matter of seconds, the room is sent into zero-g's. The table between the astrophysicist and the biologist and their chairs lift. The objects in the room drop right back to the ground. Quiet sobs leave the male before suddenly stopping. Siebren falls completely silent, unmoving. Had his quiet gasps for air not been audible, one could've assumed he'd stopped breathing all together.

All of a sudden, Moira is thrown back from her chair and pinned against the wall behind her by some unseen force. The Dutchman's very frightened and submissive posture shifts; slowly his hands move to rest on the table and his back straightens. The once confused expression that had been plastered over Siebren's face had turned to a cold, menacing one. He scoffs a bit and when he speaks it's quite obviously /not/ Siebren.

"I was certain my distrust of you was well placed and it seems you've confirmed my hypothesis..."

This. This was Subject Sigma.

Well my question is, do you have like any headcanons for Sigma and/or Moira? It could be family, love life, etc. because I'm trying to take notes because I have no idea if you saw some of my posts but I kinda drew Sigma and Moira a daughter and I don't want to go over board with it until I know what other people think.

[Answered on 07/17/20]

Hello there! I'm honored you're taking my headcanons into account! ^^ I /did/ happen to scroll through your posts, but I believe I might've missed it, heh. Your art is really good by the way! Anyway, back to the matter at hand! I have some Sigma and Sigmoira headcanons, but I unfortunately don't have any for Moira individually, heh. Here are some of the ones I have though! (Also, I'd like to apologize for this answer being so delayed. I've been a tad bit busy ^^')

Siebren de Kuiper / Sigma

Siebren and Sigma are two entirely different people. Following the accident on the International Space Station, Siebren developed a secondary personality that served as a shield for his broken psyche. Sigma surfaces when Siebren's stress levels are pushed to their limit and a gravitational anomaly is imminent; Sigma shields Siebren from and destroys the stressor. Sigma may be cold and rather psychotic, but he only wishes for the best for Siebren.

Bringing up Sigma or the incident is a big no-no. Siebren will often times beg his questioner not to talk about his other half or the accident on the ISS. Should they continue to press him for information on Sigma or force him to detail the events on the ISS, Siebren will almost always spiral into a stress induced panic attack, and Sigma will surface.

Siebren has a very powerful aversion towards violence, preferring to try and settle things via words. Because of this, he calls on Sigma to perform any absolutely necessary violent acts; however, Siebren is also capable of violence if thoroughly provoked, simply not on the same level that Sigma is willing to perform.

Siebren stands at 8'1" while flatfooted on the ground. This is in part due to microgravity in space and the constant state of anti-gravity his body is in, preventing his spinal disks from compressing like they normally would. Because of his height, Siebren has a habit of ducking or bending down through doorways no matter the height of the door frame.

Siebren is rather muscular, specifically in his upper body, due to his time on the ISS. Though Siebren is not a conventional astronaut, he still had to go through the same conditioning programs on Earth and perform the same workouts on the station to prevent muscle atrophy and the like. Even without his gravitational abilities, Siebren is more than capable of performing heavy lifting because of this.

He actually requires reading glasses but otherwise his vision is near perfect. On the subject of reading, he prefers to read sci-fi or space themed fiction and non-fiction based in his field of study (astrophysics).

Siebren is actually learning the piano in an effort to express his unheard melody. Many people have asked just what exactly it sounds like and the Dutchman has always been at a loss for an explanation so he took to learning piano. He's making quite a bit of progress, but he still has a ways to go.

Siebren is very VERY touch starved. Having been deemed a danger to himself and others, he was denied any kind of physical contact in the government black site he was sent to before being retrieved by Talon. As such, should anyone even suggest physical contact with him they'll receive a very firm yes. He is aware that others have personal space and he doesn't want to be a bother though so he never actively asks for physical contact.

Sigmoira

Moira is actually the one who suggested retrieving Siebren. Upon hearing that one of the most renowned astrophysicists of their century was being kept on some military black site, she knew something was fishy. Why would they hold him there of all places? The only solutions were he knew something very important or something catastrophic had happened on the ISS. Moira and the entirety of Talon were in for quite a shock when they discovered just why Siebren was there.

Siebren and Moira's relationship starts in the labs. Having been cleared after his initial interview, Siebren is allowed into the labs and he and Moira begin to work in the same space. The two quickly discover how much they have in common and how intellectually equal they are. And so, a love was born.

Siebren finds some sort of comfort in the sound of Moira's voice. Moira was there throughout Siebren's many ordeals in Talon and as such she is associated with comfort and grounding for the Dutchman. Whenever Siebren would spiral into one of his raving episodes or panic attacks, Moira would be the first to come running. Even as the gravitational field surrounding the male would distort, Moira would oh so calmly approach and quell his raging sea of thoughts with just a few simple words.

Moira herself connects rather well with Siebren but Sigma taps into her immoral side. Perhaps it's the cold, calculating, near chaotic nature of the entity or that he is just as protective of Siebren as Moira is. Whatever it is, he and Moira get along quite well.

Both relate very highly to being viewed as monsters. Moira's work is deemed unethical and her own alterations to her body cause others to view her as a monster. Siebren's broken psyche and his volatile abilities coupled with his genius cause others to see him as simply a dangerous individual or a broken man ripe for manipulation.

One of several things the biologist and astrophysicist have in common is their fierce dedication and passion towards their work. Moira was willing to alter herself and Siebren was willing to put his own life at risk in the name of progress in their respective fields.

Saturdays have become dedicated star gazing nights. Siebren takes Moira outside of Rome's light pollution and into the forested areas outside the city where only the light of the stars and moon are visible. There Siebren and Moira will simply watch the sky while suspended in zero g's, watching the night sky. If Siebren's in a particularly chatty mood, he'll explain the stories behind the constellations and the names of the stars that make them up even though Moira has heard it all several times over by now (she doesn't mind though because it makes Siebren happy).

Moira is not one for physical affection but is willing to accept it if it's from Siebren. Moira is well aware of how touch starved Siebren is and doesn't even put up a fight when he asks to cuddle. If she was completely honest, the closeness and the affection were actually quite nice. She would be perfectly content simply laying back onto his strong chest, wrapped in his strong arms, listening to his every word if she was given the opportunity.

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*

[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 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...

[Posted on 08/06/20]

[Reblogged on 11/12/21]

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[Posted on 07/02/22]

Talon was an organization with many people partaking in it and just as every shady organization needed some council of baddies, they also needed a daycare. Much of the Talon strike team had already been banned from partaking, mostly because many of them could scare the kids; I'm looking at you Gabriel. But as with all things that require a softer touch, Siebren seemed the most effective fit for shifts in the daycare. Now granted it probably wasn't initially the best idea to place a highly volatile gravity manipulating Dutchman in a room full of preschoolers but hey it worked out in the end! Siebren was always very gentle with the kids, and they allowed him to reconnect with his child-like wonder and express the gentle nature that still welled in his heart. He always dressed very nicely, wearing a sweater and some jeans and an apron; shoes were still a no-go, but the kids didn’t mind either way.

It was just about nap time then, Sieb placing all the kiddos down for their nappy naps (by hand mind you). The far larger Dutchman offered the soothing hums of old Dutch lullabies he was sung as a child as the children around him drifted to sleep, silvery blue eyes watching the small shapes with both clear softness and fascination. Just as he was laying the last child to bed, a rumble wracked the facility and the only television in the colorful, toy filled room flashed on. A breaking news bulletin flashed across the screen and the astrophysicist’s heart sunk. “End of the world”? “Global catastrophe”? He slowly placed the child in his hands on their lil sleeping mat and leaned out of the door to the daycare. No one in sight... Where.. was everyone? Suddenly a deep panic took grip in the man’s heart. If this was the end then... what about the children? Siebren felt his thoughts slip, his mind starting to spiral into one of his panic attacks when his eyes fell onto those little shapes; without any further thought, he found the strength to steel himself. These... little beings had taken his heart and now it was his job, no his duty, to protect these children. He knew what he neeed to do.

The tall Dutchman held out his hands and very tentatively begins to warp the gravitational pull on the room. The small children, still wrapped in their little blankets and clinging to their pillows, being lifted from their little sleeping spots and drawn towards him. There were only eleven or so kids and shockingly enough the Dutchman manages to get all the tykes in his long arms. With the tykes all secured, Siebren hurries down to a panic bunker tucked under the Talon facility in case of emergency.. to find that all of his coworkers were here! A wave of relief fell over the tall astrophysicist seeing the menagerie of familiar faces. He continued to cradle the smaller bodies to himself as he floated into the room, some of the children shifting in their sleep. They were safe now at least... Now, it was only a matter of time. Perhaps this wasn't the end after all..?

You’re a daycare worker, watching over toddlers, when the imminent end of the world is announced. It becomes increasingly clear none of the kids’ parents are going to show up as the end inches nearer.

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!

I am in need of some fluffy Siggy boi stuff soooooo how about Professor Sigma comforting an abused student s/o? You choose if you want a story/headcannon thingie 😁

[Answered on 07/04/22]

Hello Anon! ^^ To start off, apologies this took so long! But yes! You've come to the right place if you're looking for fluffy Sigma content! I've actually never written anything with the Professor!Sigma AU so this will definitely be a new experience for me. With that being said, I never really write many abused inserts so I'll be going a bit out of my expertise. I've decided this functions a bit better and fits together better as a headcanon list so that's what I'm doing! Hope you enjoy! ^^

O l d W o u n d s

When he found out who boy. You'd only told him after a few months of the two of you dating. When you did, you could just see the blood boiling in the normally very docile doctor's eyes. The idea of someone hurting you was something he couldn't bear to think of. After all, he cared about you deeply and just wanted to see you kept safe.

Following being told everything and getting some clarifications for boundaries and what not, Sieb has made sure to avoid any possibly triggering subjects or situations. Of course, he always tried to not push boundaries much to begin with, but he's even more tentative about it now. He wanted to make sure you felt safe and loved and that's exactly what he did.

Sieb has, on just a few occasions, asked about what happened specifically; from his own experience with trauma, he knew that talking it out and telling others could be cathartic. But when you've told him that you don't want to talk about he quickly drops the subject. You could tell him in your own time. When you finally decide to, he'd be happy to lend an ear.

During instances of trauma resurfacing, he's the first person to come to your side to comfort you. His first instinct is physical touch like hugging but he never jumps straight to that conclusion during times like these. He makes sure you're okay with him touching you or him being near you in general before he does. Once he gets your approval, he'll pull you into his embrace and hold you. He often hums or talks to you as he does, giving you something to hang onto and something to ground yourself with. He's always happy to cuddle with you as long as needed 😌💙

But with that said, he always knows that some times you need space and he understands when you'd prefer to be on your own. But should you want company again, he's always at your side at the drop of a hat.

And of course, he understands when your work for class is delayed because of a relapse. He's not soft on you in class and he doesn't give you free passes of course, that wouldn't be fair to the others in the class and you of course wouldn't want that either. But he does understand that you can't always get things done or turned in on time because of well, the things.

And speaking of class, he always understands if you need to leave early or if something comes up. He's sure to give the work and the lesson to you later so you don't get behind.

Honestly, overall he just wants to make sure you're comfy and loved. No matter what he's always gonna be there for you. You're an absolute treasure to this tall Dutch man 😌💙

[Posted on 07/05/22]

[Posted on 07/08/22]

Okay so. Recently I found out that Graviturgy is a canonical magic in 5e D&D and u h

Fantasy/D&D AU Graviturgist Sigma

It would be so dope 😭. Like a homebrewed Graviturgist centered around Sig's abilities. As a lover of high fantasy and stuffs, I think I might start playing around with that AU some who knows.

[Posted on 07/13/22]

[Starter Status: OPEN]

Tired chatter and footsteps filled the halls of Talon HQ. It was the end of last shift, around 9:30 PM, for the employees of Talon and many were clocking out to leave. The clicking of punch cards echoed in the front room of the facility and the tired but still bright laughter of some of the operatives accompanied it. By now it was time to head home, relax, and maybe catch a few z's for the Talon employees. But while many operatives and staff were calling it a night and heading home, Siebren was most definitely not.

The tall Dutchman stood leaned over a pile of documents and reports, brows furrowed as he stared down at them through his reading glasses. He was dressed in rather comfy fashions for being in the lab: he wore a beige turtleneck sweater and black slacks with no shoes of course. He seemed perplexed, frustrated even, as he stared down at this stack of paper. What could possibly have him so worked up? Sieb brings a hand to his chin and scratches it in thought.

"Verdorie.. What am I missing..?"

A deep frown slowly formed on the normally calm, composed features of the tall male. He'd been staring at these papers for an hour now and still he couldn't figure out why the numbers didn't add up! Had he miscalculated? Was he using the improper formula? As his frustration began to build, the faint whispers of his unheard "melody" drifted through the back of his mind. Siebren quickly shuts his eyes and takes several deep breaths while muttering to himself.

"Hold it together, hold it together.."

Once his melody had subsided, he sighs. He opens his eyes again just to focus them right back down on this stack of god forsaken paper. Perhaps he needed a second opinion? No, everyone had already left for the day hadn't they? If only he could do the same.. But his scientific pride would not allow such a thing with a blunder like this staring at him in the face! He needed to figure out what was awry and then he would rest...

Just wonderin, y did u start musing Sig n y do u still do it? Any specific reason? Sorry if this comes off kinda weird, just wonderin :)

[Answered on 09/27/22]

Heyo! I started musing Sig after my current boyfriend started playing him! His portrayal of Sig made me absolutely fall in love with the character and after researching and learning his character I started musing him :] We have a lot in common with our hyperfixations with space and (possibly) our shared neurodivergency so it was a perfect fit!

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