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Bucky Barnes x ex-red-room-agent! reader headcanons:

A/N: Some of my thoughts about how it would be like if Bucky dated an ex-red-room agent because I think it would really fit. I might write a part 2 that plays during the events of The Falcon and The Winter Soldier when I have rewatched the show. Because it's been a while since I've last seen it.

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like Natasha you grew up in the red room as part of the black widow program

after a failed mission you got captured by SHIELD, Natasha convinced you to join SHIELD

you meet Bucky a few months before the beginning of the events of The Falcon and the Winter soldier

You meet when you both run to help some kids who where being robbed by a gang or something like that

You both are intrigued by each other's combat skills, both asking each other about it and receiving the same answer "long story I'd rather not tell"

You invited him for a drink at a nearby bar that night and you two had a great time talking and laughing and silently agreeing to not ask about each other's past. At the end of the evening, you exchange numbers

You are the one to ask him out first. Which is fortunate, because he wouldn't have done it. Even tho he liked you he was still too insecure and felt like he didn't deserve something like romance at the moment.

You had not much experience with dates that weren't set up for a spying mission or an assassination, so you two simply got drinks at the same bar again.

After that, he took you on a lot of old-school 40s-like dates.

Walks in the park, 'going dancing' where he realised that clubs are vastly different now than what he remembered

when you were out one evening it started raining horribly and since you were close to Bucky's flat you two sought shelter from the weather there.

He made the both of you tea and you sat on the floor (he didn't have much furniture) and spent the night talking. That's the first time you tell each other about your past.

You realise that you have a lot in common.

You both are so happy to finally have found someone who understands again.

He lost Steve, you lost Natasha - you both lost the only people who could understand your life

You spend the whole night talking until you both fall asleep on his living room floor.

This is also the first time you see him having a nightmare.

You talk it out and comfort him. He falls asleep again in your arms.

Not long after that, you make your relationship official

He asks you, all 40s style, with flowers and all, to be his girlfriend. You think it's incredibly cute but also incredibly funny and you might laugh at him a little

when his past is haunting him, or when he has had an especially bad nightmare he calls you. You either come over and comfort him or you talk it out over the phone.

You teach him about your culture and introduce him to the Russian community in New York, where you live.Even though your childhood in the red room was traumatic, you are still Russian, and you still think your culture is beautiful, regardless of the government.

When you find out that he speaks Russian you are thrilled

Because speaking to the person you love in your native language is just a lot more intimate. English will never touch your heart as much as your mother tongue does.

You start speaking in Russian more often. Soon you two mix the languages

He will ask something in English, you answer in Russian or you start a sentence in English and finish it in Russian

When other people hear you speak they are always VERY confused

But you two think it's amazing that you can communicate in both your native languages

You are the one who convinces Bucky to go to therapy

In the beginning, you accompany him to the sessions since he doesn't feel comfortable talking to anyone but you about his problems

But slowly he trusts his therapist more and more until he eventually doesn't need you there anymore

You still often drive him there and pick him up, since a therapy session can sometimes leave you feeling pretty shattered

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They do what in the bedroom?! | asexual Frodo x reader comedy oneshot

Summary: You are in a romantic relationship with Frodo but you are both asexual (But of course since you are hobbits in middle earth you have no words for that). One day Sam and Rosie tell you about sex and you are shocked.

A/N: I thought this was a funny idea. This obviously isn't meant to shame anyone who has sex, of course not. Just a funny silly story about two asexuals finding out that sex exists.

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You and Frodo had been out drinking in the Green Dragon with Rosie and Sam last night. It had been really fun until Rosie went on a walk with you to 'talk about something personal'. What she told had quite shocked you, to say the least.

Now you were sitting at the breakfast table with Frodo, still quite a bit hungover, when you decided to tell him about your conversation.

„You know how I went on a walk with Rosie yesterday?“ ,

„Yes?“, he answered with a mouth full of bread.

„Well, she told me something about her and Sam's relationship“ you began, not quite sure how to put it. „Did she tell you what they do in the bedroom?!“ Frodo blurted out

„Yes! Yes, she did!“ You said relieved that he knew and was apparently as freaked out as you.

„Sam told me when you and Rosie were gone. Did she tell you that they... stick their.... intimate parts into each other?“ He asked awkwardly. „Yes, she did! And she expected us to do the same.“ You and Frodo shared the same disturbed look

„Sam did too. Apparently, a lot of people do that.“

„But whyyyyy?“, You whined, 'That sounds disgusting'

„I don't know either' Frodo matched your tone of voice 'Sam said it's fun and he 'needs it', like his body actually wants it.“

„Rosie told me the same. I've never wanted to do something like that, I have never even thought about doing anything remotely like that. Have you?“ you asked curiously.

„No! Never!“ Frodo answered, „Sam insisted we have to try it“

„Rosie did too. She wouldn't let it go. Said that that's what you are supposed to do when you love each other.“ you told him. Frodo looked at you somewhat scared for a moment then he whispered: „But I don't want to.“

Your heart broke a little hearing him say that so scared. „I don't want to either.“ you reassured him with a loving smile.

You could hear him release a breath. „Frodo, we love each other.' you stated, 'it is our relationship. We only do what we want and no one has the right to talk us into anything.“

Frodo returned your smile. „But I'm scared that they will ask us again if we did it and then when we say we didn't they will judge us“

„Then they shall do that. I don't care.' you declared. 'If they are really our friends and care about us the will respect how we live our life. And, by Illuvatar, Sam has seen worse than us not conforming to their romantic norms.“

Frodo let out a small chuckle and nodded. „I'm so glad we have found each other. I couldn't imagine having to do... that.“ he laughed

„Me too Frodo. Me too.“ You leaned over the table and kissed him softly.

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one-Shot | Comforting Loki when he finds out that he is a frost giant

Summary: After Loki confronts his father about being a frost giant you show up. You comfort him and remind him that he is loved.

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When you entered the artefact room you were a bit shocked at the sight before you. Odin was lying on the stairs, visibly drifting off into Odinsleep. Loki was holding his hand, and he had the most broken expression on his face that you had ever seen. The guards took Odin away, while you stayed with Loki.

"Loki, what happened?" you breathily asked while rushing towards him. He looked up at you surprised, he hadn't noticed your entrance. By the time you reached him, his eyes were already filling with tears and when you dropped down next to him he collapsed into your arms. You held him close, rubbing comforting circles on his back. His hands clawed into the fabric of your shirt, desperate for some support while his whole life was falling apart in front of his eyes.

"Hey, it's alright. I'm here. I'm here for you" " you whispered repeatedly into his ear, occasionally pressing a kiss in his hair. "No, it isn't! I-" his voice broke.

"Shhhh," you whispered pressing your cheek to his head and cradling him closer to you. " I'm here and I'll stay. You don't have to tell me what's going on right now." He nodded as he buried his face deeper into your shoulder, allowing himself to freely cry in your arms.

You stayed like this for quite some time. When his sobs eventually turned into quiet sniffles and finally died down completely you loosened your grip a little, testing if he let you pull away or if he needed to be held a little longer.

He did not protest, so you pulled away just enough to cup his face with your hands and looked at him. His eyes were red and swollen from crying and the expression on his face was resembling a sad puppy. You were sure your heart would break any minute.

"Want to tell me what happened now?" you asked with a loving smile, wiping away his tears. He nodded and turned from you to sit on the stairs more comfortably. You sat down beside him and took his hand. He then told you what he had found out about himself and told you about his conversation with Odin.

"I have never been more than a political instrument. And now that doesn't matter anymore?! Y/N I don't know who I am anymore." he cried. You pulled him closer and pressed a kiss to his head.

"You are Loki Odinson. I see how you understood Odin saying the political plans he had with you don't matter anymore as 'you don't matter anymore', but I think that's not what he meant. Can't it be that those plans don't matter anymore, because now you matter? Can't it be that he abandoned his original plans because he loved you as his son?" you suggested.

Loki let out a heavy sigh considering your words. "He could have told me before. Instead, he just hoped I would never find out. What 'loving father' does that"

"A lot of them actually" you answered. "How parents communicate, or don't communicate, to their children that they are adopted is often a problem. And I so agree with you that Odin should have told you at some point himself."

"He told me he wanted to protect me from the truth." Loki cried "From what? From what I am? Am I such a horrible monster that I need to be protected from myself?!" Your heart broke for him at these words.

"Oh dear, no! Look at me.", you lifted his head from your shoulder and brought your face close to his. "You are not a monster. Don't you ever believe that. Listen to me. You. Are. Not. A. Moster" You reassured, caressing his cheek with one hand.

He leaned into your touch with closed eyes. Tears streaming down his face again. "How can you be so sure when you haven't seen it yet."

"Because I know you.", you press a kiss to his forehead, "And I see you, and there is not the faintest trace of a monster."

Loki got up, pulling you up by your hand. He wordlessly guided you down the stairs, to the casket. You followed him, squeezing his hand in an attempt to offer some comfort.

When you reached the casket, he touched it with both hands, just as he had done earlier. Ever so slowly his skin turned blue and curious shapes appeared on his body. He turned his head towards you, sad red eyes staring into yours.

"Do you see it now?" He cried.

He expected you to be shocked. To turn away from him. Just the thought of you leaving him was more than he could bear at the moment. If you would hate him now, he was sure that no one could love him.

But to his surprise, you did none of that. You climbed between his arms, which were still holding onto the casket, and smiled at him with so much love in your eyes that his worries melted away in an instant. Loki closed his eyes when you cupped his face with your hands and pressed another kiss to his forehead.

"This doesn't change anything" you smiled. "You are not defined by your genes. Yes, you may have been born a frost giant, but you were raised in Asgard. You are an Asgardian, and even if you can't see it right now you are so so loved here."

Tears seep out of his eyes again as he lets go of the casket and places his hands on top of yours holding them in place. on his cheeks.

"Thor loves you, a lot. Even if you stab him sometimes." you chuckled

"He doesn't know it yet" Loki whispered. "I don't think that it will make a difference to him," you said.

"He's been talking about slaying frost giants ever since we were children! How can you say it won't make a difference to him!" Loki whined.

"I know Thor, and you do too. He won't think of you differently, just because you turn blue when it gets cold. And I think his views about genocide might change once he comes back from his punishment." you chuckle.

"And your parents love you. Your father too, even if you can't see it at the moment. Even if he majorly fucked up."

"He claims to love me. But does he? He's always favoured Thor. I don't think that I can ever be good enough for him." He bites back.

"And that's fucked up. But he still loves you even if he sucks at being a father. But you don't owe him any love of yours, just that you don't misunderstand me. But I think that, when he wakes up, you two should have an honest talk. Maybe you'll find together again, maybe you won't. Nonetheless, there are people who love you here. Even if you feel alienated from everyone now, you are not alone my dear."

He didn't know what to do with your words. He loved his family. And he wanted nothing more than his father to love him and to be proud of him. But he couldn't see it. Not right now. Not with what he had just found out. And now you were standing here, telling him that he was indeed loved by his father. Could that be true? He desperately wished it to be. And after all, you grew up with him, you nearly spend the same amount of time with his family he did. So maybe, just maybe you were right?

"And I love you Loki. I love you so much. No matter what happens I will always be at your side. I will always be there for you. I love you so so much." He closed his eyes again at your words.

This was what he had been longing to hear since you entered this room. You still loved him. Even if everyone else would turn on him, even if had been no more than a political instrument for his father you still loved him. This was the one thing you said, that he could believe at this moment. You had seen what he was and still loved him.

He let himself sink into your arms again. When he felt your fingers running through his hair he let out a small whimper.

With every touch, you pierced his shattered soul back together. Every hug, every caress of your hand, every forehead kiss put a piece back into its place.

You two stood there, in front of the casket for a long time holding each other. Finally, you broke the comfortable silence :

"I understand that Odin won't wake up for some time, now that he is in Odinsleep. And with Thor banished all the responsibility will be on you now. If that's too much for you at the moment, if you want to take some time to process everything, you can stay at my place for a while and escape everything for a while. Only if you'd like, of course", you offered.

He pulled out of the hug, just so much that he could look you in the eye. "I'd very much like that, thank you" he smiled at you, sad, but also thankful.

You pressed a kiss to his forehead "I love you"

"I love you too"

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Note: I did not proofread this so if it sucked I'm sorry. If I ever find the motivation to go over it again I might edit it and make it better I guess.

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Seto Kaiba affection headcanons

Seto is not really a touchy person

not much of a cuddler either

BUT... LOVES hand holding and hugs

he won't let go of your hand

I mean it. When you are next to each other HE WILL HOLD YOUR HAND

No matter if you are walking through Domino City or you are in a business meeting

If someone judges you two for it he will DESTROY them

"Are you jealous Wheeler because you can't get a partner? It's not my fault no one loves you"

In meetings, however, he will secretly hold your hand under the table - he can't risk his image after all

your hand is his lifeline

if he's mad, stressed, anxious or generally feeling bad and you are in public he will squeeze your hand really tight

you then will rub soothing circles on the back of his hand, stand just a bit closer to him or make up an excuse to leave the situation completely

Big hugger (I've written Seto Kaiba hugging headcanons so feel free to check them out (x) )

Sucker for forehead kisses

if you cup his face with your hands and gently kiss his forehead under his bangs He. Will. Melt

His love language is definitely quality time

no matter if it’s a friendly duel, playing video games, talking, cooking together or just working in the same room Seto just wants to spend time with you

He will make an effort to incorporate you into his life

making time for you and including you in everything he does as best as possible

he will seek you out during the day, quietly sitting down next to you and continuing doing what he has been doing... just in your presence

if you plan a date he will make time for you no matter what

even if he has to postpone or cancel a meeting

He is the CEO and if he cancels, his employees have to deal with it

will plan dates in his virtual world for you two

spending hours to write just the perfect programme to create the most romantic atmosphere

your first kiss probably happens in the virtual reality too

His kisses are soft and gentle

but he will only kiss you in private, never in front of other people

he won’t be able to say that he loves you for a long time

even if he knows that he does the words just won’t come out of his mouth

he also doesn't really care if you do as long as you show him through your actions

he very much loves you but is terrible at affectionate words

He will make video games for you

if he initiates cuddles he is feeling bad. Like really bad

this means his mind is so loud and the pain is so overwhelming that he needs you to hold him for a long time to keep him sane

when everything is alright your 'cuddling' mostly looks like you two laying in bed together foreheads pressed together while holding hands and sharing occasional kisses

if you are working or studying a lot and are stressed out he will bring you food and your favourite (caffeinated) drink

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Masterlist

LOTR/Hobbit

Headcanons:

Comforting Frodo through the journey to Mordor

Teaching Frodo how to swim

Oneshots:

They do what in the bedroom?!- an asexual comedy

Star Wars

Headcanons:

Being Anakin Skywalker's best friend

Saving Anakin Skywalker

One-shots:

Saving Anakin Skywalker - Mortis

YU-Gi-OH!

Headcanons:

Seto Kaiba hugging headcanons

Seto Kaiba affection headcanons

ACD Sherlock Holmes (original books)

Headcanons:

Being in a QPR with Sherlock Holmes would include

One-shots:

STOP TRYING TO FIND ME A WIFE (featuring AroAce Holmes)

BBC Sherlock

Headcanons:

Being childhood best friends with Sherlock

Marvel

One-shots:

Comforting Loki when he finds out that he is a frost giant

Headcanons:

Bucky Barnes x ex-red-room-agent! reader headcanons

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Stop trying to find me a wife! -

Aroace! ACD Sherlock Holmes oneshot

Summary: Holmes angrily makes it clear to Watson that he is Aroace and that Watson should stop trying to find a partner for him. (The word aroace isn't used since it didn't exist back then)

Based on the Prompt:

"So you're just going to trample over their feelings like this?" Doctor Watson asked his friend Sherlock Holmes angrily.

"Their feelings? Why is it always other people's feelings? What about my feelings instead?" the detective answered, visibly exasperated.

This took the doctor aback. He wasn't used to such emotional outbursts from his friend. Did Sherlock Holmes of all people just talk about his feelings? He stayed silent since he suspected his friend of having more to say. He was right.

"I am sick and tired of people pushing romance onto me when I have voiced countless times that I have no interest in such matters" Holmes ranted. "Especially you should know by now. Still, you keep nagging me every chance you get. I've tolerated your countless matchmaking attempts. I've told you over and over, very politely if I may point out, to refrain from any further attempts to find a romantic partner for me but you never listened."

Watson felt ashamed and guilty at the words of his best friend. It was true that he had fun teasing the detective about the women swooning over him and that has gone out of his way once or twice to arrange a date for his friend. He was looking for a wife, so to him, it was the most natural thing that Holmes should also marry one day. Watson had assumed that Holmes had just been too consumed by his work to waste a thought about romance and that the detective just didn't know what was good for him so the doctor had taken matters into his own hands.

Just now, they had come back from a dinner the doctor had arranged with a very nice lady. After seeing through the plan Holmes had turned the woman down, rather rudely for the doctor's taste, and promptly left the restaurant. The Woman was rather hurt and so now back at Baker Street Watson thought it to be his duty to scold his friend for his unacceptable behaviour.

"Yes, I was rude to Miss Bell. Yes, I may have hurt her feelings but she will get over it." Holmes interrupted the thoughts of his best friend. "But I am done with being polite. I am done with being polite to women who will practically throw themselves onto me, not even caring when I tell them I am not interested."

It was true that his fame, earned through Dr Watson's stories, had brought the detective quite a large number of admirers of any gender who sometimes were ... very persistent with their affection.

"And you Watson, instead of having my back, you encourage them. You tell them I just need to be convinced to go out with them. You tell them to keep trying and not lose hope. And when I adopt a harsher tone to turn down the people you gave false hope, or that you even brought to me in the first place, you get mad at me for hurting their feelings." Holmes was getting more and more frustrated

"What about my feelings? Don't you realise that you hurt MY feelings when you ignore my wishes in such a severe manner? I have trusted you when I told you that I have no interest in romance or the intercourse that often comes with it whatsoever. Information that is quite personal and rather frowned upon in our society. And you disregarded this completely and keep trying to push these things onto me nonetheless"

He let himself fall into his armchair defeated. His head in his hands, so that his face was covered, waiting for an answer from the doctor. Although he didn't expect his friend to understand this time.

Dr Watson was still processing what he had just heard. In retrospect, he had been a bad friend in this matter. He now realised that. To him, it was unimaginable that someone could not be interested in romance. But Sherlock Holmes wasn't, he understood that now.

He went over to his friend and put a comforting hand on Holmes's shoulder.

"I am truly sorry, my dear friend, for I have been a very bad friend to you. I should have listened to you. I should have believed you when you told me how you felt about these things. But it was just something so obscure and unimaginable to me that I couldn't accept it to be true. I now feel ashamed of my behaviour. I apologize and I hope you can forgive me. I promise to never try to find you a wife again."

The detective looked up at him with tired eyes

"I also promise to take it seriously in the future when you communicate your feelings on any matter to me. I sometimes forget that you have such things as feelings since you are usually rather private with these." The lips of Holmes curled into a barely visible smile. Still, his eyes looked as tired and defeated as before.

"I am very grateful that you now told me with such severity how you felt about this, although I should have picked up on this before. My dear Holmes, I am very sorry and I hope you can forgive me."

Dr Watson ended his apology speech. Holmes stood up from his armchair and embraced his best friend in a hearty hug.

Since then the life of Mister Sherlock Holmes was free of any kind of unwanted romantic attention. His best friend fiercely shielded him from annoying admirers and kept true to his promise to never nag him about romance again.

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"So you're just going to trample over their feelings like this?" Doctor Watson asked his friend Sherlock Holmes angryly.

"Their feelings? Why is it always other people's feelings? What about my feelings instead?" the detective answered, visibly exasperated.

This took the doctor aback. He wasn't used to such emotional outbursts from his friend. Did Sherlock Holmes of all people just talk about his feelings? He stayed since he suspected his friend of having more to say. He was right.

"I am sick and tired of people pushing romance onto me when I have voiced countless times that I have no interest in such matters" Holmes ranted. "Especially you should know by now. Still, you keep nagging me every chance you get. I've tolerated your countless matchmaking attempts. I've told you over and over, very politely if I may point out, to refrain from any further attempts to find a romantic partner for me but you never listened."

Watson felt ashamed and guilty at the words of his best friend. It was true that he had fun teasing the detective about the women swooning over him and that has gone out of his way once or twice to arrange a date for his friend. He was looking for a wife, so to him, it was the most natural thing that Holmes should also marry one day. Watson had assumed that Holmes had just been too consumed by his work to waste a thought about romance and that the detective just didn't know what was good for him so the doctor had taken matters into his own hands.

Just now, they had come back from a dinner the doctor had arranged with a very nice lady. After seeing through the plan Holmes had turned the woman down, rather rudely for the doctor's taste, and promptly left the restaurant. The Woman was rather hurt and so now back at Baker Street Watson thought it to be his duty to scold his friend for his unacceptable behaviour.

"Yes, I was rude to Miss Bell. Yes, I may have hurt her feelings but she will get over it." Holmes interrupted the thoughts of his best friend. "But I am done with being polite. I am done with being polite to women who will practically throw themselves onto me, not even caring when I tell them I am not interested."

It was true that his fame, earned through Dr Watson's stories, had brought the detective quite a large number of admirers of any gender who sometimes were ... very persistent with their affection.

"And you Watson, instead of having my back, you encourage them. You tell them I just need to be convinced to go out with them. You tell them to keep trying and not lose hope. And when I adopt a harsher tone to turn down the people you gave false hope, or that you even brought to me in the first place, you get mad at me for hurting their feelings." Holmes was getting more and more frustrated

"What about my feelings? Don't you realise that you hurt MY feelings when you ignore my wishes in such a severe manner? I have trusted you when I told you that I have no interest in romance or the intercourse that often comes with it whatsoever. Information that is quite personal and rather frowned upon in our society. And you disregarded this completely and keep trying to push these things onto me nonetheless"

He let himself fall into his armchair defeated. His head in his hands, so that his face was covered, waiting for an answer from the doctor. Although he didn't expect his friend to understand this time.

Dr Watson was still processing what he had just heard. In retrospect, he had been a bad friend in this matter. He now realised that. To him, it was unimaginable that someone could not be interested in romance. But Sherlock Holmes wasn't, he understood that now.

He went over to his friend and put a comforting hand on Holmes's shoulder.

"I am truly sorry, my dear friend, for I have been a very bad friend to you. I should have listened to you. I should have believed you when you told me how you felt about these things. But it was just something so obscure and unimaginable to me that I couldn't accept it to be true. I now feel ashamed of my behaviour. I apologize and I hope you can forgive me. I promise to never try to find you a wife again."

The detective looked up at him with tired eyes

"I also promise to take it seriously in the future when you communicate your feelings on any matter to me. I sometimes forget that you have such things as feelings since you are usually rather private with these." The lips of Holmes curled into a barely visible smile. Still, his eyes looked as tired and defeated as before.

"I am very grateful that you now told me with such severity how you felt about this, although I should have picked up on this before. My dear Holmes, I am very sorry and I hope you can forgive me."

Dr Watson ended his apology speech. Holmes stood up from his armchair and embraced his best friend in a hearty hug.

Since then the life of Mister Sherlock Holmes was free of any kind of unwanted romantic attention. His best friend fiercely shielded him from annoying admirers and kept true to his promise to never nag him about romance again.

“So you’re just going to trample over their feelings like this?”

“Their feelings? Why is it always other people’s feelings? What about my feelings instead?”

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Saving Anakin Skywalker one-shots Part 1 - Mortis

Summary: You bring Anakin back to the light after he has turned to the dark side on Mortis because of the son

Premise: You and Anakin are bestfriends (see headcanons)

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"Hey, are you doing lava sauna Anakin? I didn't know this was a wellness trip" You called out from a stone column of the well of the dark side to which the son had brought Anakin. He looked up at you shocked at the casualness of your words. Didn't you know what was going on? Were you still his friend? Surely not! You wouldn't understand! No one will understand what he is now. Even he doesn't. All he understands is that this is what he needs to be to save everyone.

You chuckled at your own joke and jumped down into the pit, landing softly with the help of the force. Anakin turned around to face you, still staring at you bewildered. 'It is really hot down here!' you exclaimed 'How are you not melting?' you laughed. Your lightheartedness only added to his pain. He didn't feel like laughing at all but you also hadn't given him any reason to distrust you. You were acting as usual. But can't you see that nothing is as usual? Can't you understand how serious the situation is? Can't you feel the darkness inside him? Or can feel it? Is it possible, that you are here, happy and cheerful as ever, despite what he is now? You felt the conflict raging inside him through the force. All the fear, pain anger and love swirled together into a violent storm clouding his mind and heart. However, you were not going to scold him for falling to the dark side, you weren't going to demand from him to turn back. You knew what he needed most was a friend to help him see clearly again and therefore you were determined to keep his trust. 'Hello, Anakin, are you there?' you laughingly asked your friend. He just managed to answer with a sound somewhere between a scoff and a laugh while he continued to stare at you. Frozen and unsure what to do.

You made sure to present yourself as cheerful and bubbly as possible because you guessed, that would throw him off most at the moment. You cupped his face with one hand and examined it. The huge dark circles under his eyes added to his aura of darkness perceivable through the force. 'The son has given you some nice yellow eyes' you remarked 'but don't you think Padme will miss your pretty blue ones?' This was too much for him, the mention of Padme, your gentle touch and your loving smile finally sent him over the edge. His eyes teared up and his lower lip started to quiver. The mask of anger vanished as the darkness was not enough to hold his broken soul together. You pull him into a tight hug. His legs gave out under him and you both sank to the floor, Anakin sobbing into your shoulder. You held him a little tighter and rested your cheek on top of his head as he clawed into the back of your ropes desperate to hold onto something for support. 'It's alright Anakin. I'm here for you. I'll always be here.' He buried his head deeper into your shoulder as he continued to sob uncontrollably. Now that you had broken through his walls you could feel the full weight of his pain through the force. His emotions were crashing down on you in waves, swirling around you begging for entrance into your heart. You let them pass through you, let yourself feel Anakins pain, his fear, his helplessness. You observed the emotions raging in your body, mingling with your own feelings, passing through between Anakin and you. While you allowed them into your heart, you didn't let them influence you, you kept them from your mind, allowing you to experience his emotions without your judgement being affected. This is the empathy the Jedi teach.

When Anakin's sobs had turned into quiet sniffels you pulled back from the hug and cupped his face with your hands again. With a loving smile, you wiped away his tears. 'Can you show me what he has told you?' you asked looking into his still yellow eyes. He nodded. You let go of his face and took his hands instead as you both sat on your knees opposite each other and closed your eyes. Through the force, he shared his memories. You saw all that the son had shown him, saw how he murdered the younglings, how he strangled Padme, and how the Jedi died. A new wave of fear and pain crashed down on you as Anakin squeezed your hands tighter. You let it pass through you while your thumbs began rubbing circles on the backs of his hands. You tried to share some of your calm and warmth through the force and thought you could feel his grip loosening.

When you had seen all of it both of you opened your eyes again. As you looked at him you could see the wet paths streams of tears had left behind glistering on his face in the warm glow of the lava. Anakin looked at you with an expression of tired helplessness and despair that shattered your heart in an instant.

'Anakin' you began softly ' what he has shown you isn't real. He is the personification of the dark side. He would have shown you anything if it meant you would turn to the dark side.' 'No, you don't understand!' he whined ' I will do all these things! I could feel that it was real! I can't let that happen! Please, I need your help! Obi-Wan won't understand what I am now but that is the only way I can save everyone. The Jedi are an obstacle if we want to end the war. But with the power of the son, I can do that. Please tell me you will stay by my side.' He was near tears again. As you looked at him in this moment all you saw was the scared little boy you met all those years ago at the temple. ' I'll stay. I'll stay.' you reassured him as you pulled him into another hug. This calmed him down a little. He breathed in your warmth as he let himself rest in your arms for a second.

' Ok.' you tried again 'Let's say that at the moment the son showed you the visions, that was your future. But by showing you he has changed this future himself. Now you know and you obviously won't do this now, even though I find it hard to imagine that you would do something like this in the first place.' you rubbed his back in soft circles ' What you are scared about is turning to the dark side in the future right?' He nodded into your shoulder. 'Don't think it rather stupid to turn to the dark side now to prevent that?' you laughed. He was quiet. You could feel the fog in his mind that the dark side caused lifting a bit. 'You say you can end the war with the help of the son, but at what cost? Killing the Jedi? The separatists? The republic? Isn't that the very thing you saw in those visions? Anakin, he is tricking you. He doesn't care about you or the war. He wants to use you for his own goals.' You gave him some time to consider what he had said.

While you sat there, hugging, you could feel the battle of light and darkness inside your friend. The fear of what the son had shown him fighting his trust in you and the obvious logic of your reasoning. 'But what if you're wrong?' He finally asked pulling away from the hug and looking at you. With a smile, you acknowledged that the yellow in his eyes was barely visible anymore and instead was fading more and more into the former icy blue. 'What if all I saw will happen regardless and I can't prevent it?' 'Then I will.' you stated. 'Anakin, I promise you that I will never let you fall to the dark side. I promise to never let you do such terrible things. If necessary I will protect you from yourself. No matter how yellow your eyes are, I will always be there to turn them back to blue.' 'Thank you'

With that, you were looking into a pair of blue eyes again. Together you ascended out of the well where you met up with Obi-Wan and returned to your ship Later when you were back at the ship Anakin asked you why you were going into the well alone and didn't take Obi-Wan with you. 'I could feel your corruption of the dark side and I know that you and Obi-Wan tend to push each other's buttons. Obi-Wan will deny it but he wouldn't have been able to keep his calm so I knew that if we wanted a chance to win you back I would have to go alone.' Anakin nodded. He understood what you meant about him and Obi-Wan. And he wondered what would have happened to him if you hadn't been there. A thought that genuinely scared him. When you finally left Mortis the feelings you experienced in the well of the dark-side still haunted you and Anakin even though no matter how hard you tried none of you could remember what the son had shown Anakin. Nonetheless he still clearly remembered the promise you had given him. He was now more confident than ever that he could rely on you no matter what.

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Seto Kaiba hugging heandcanons:

For you to be able to hug Seto you two need to be VERY close

You are either best friends or in a romantic relationship

He needs to fully trust you with his life to allow you to be that close to him

This boy has trust issues

But once you have gained that trust he is the biggest hugger

When he is exhausted from a long day at KC, frustrated or just feeling emotionally unwell he will collapse into your arms

He will lean onto you with his whole weight and burry his head into your shoulder

When you start playing with his hair he will sigh and nuzzle his head deeper into your shoulder

When he cries, and he will cry in front of you, hugs look very similar

you will probably find him somewhere, staring wide-eyed into space while all his worries are playing in his head

when you then gently touch his shoulder or face to snap him out of his mind, he will briefly stare at you with tears forming in his eyes before he collapses into your arms and sobs his eyes out.

Hugs that he initiates are usually when he's feeling broken and needs your comfort, he won't really initiate casual hugs. But whenever you are in private and go up to him for a hug he will happily accept it

Seto isn't one for PDA. He will not hug you in front of people other than Mokuba unless one of you is feeling really bad.

Seto's hugs are usually really tight. He wants to be as close to you as possible and might need to tell him to loosen his grip a little in order not to suffocate you.

In the same way, he likes to be held really tight. If you are excited and squeeze the life out of him he won't mind.

Hugs make Seto feel calm and loved. So the ugs you share are usually rather long. He can relax When you hold him in your arms and play with his hair or stroke his back.

But don't talk to him about it or he will get embarrassed and stop hugging you. He feels like he isn't allowed to feel cosy and loved so if you acknowledge that he does, he won't allow himself to be that vulnerable anymore.

this is something I've written to get out of a creativity slump so it isn't really good.

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Headcanons - Saving Anakin Skywalker

this is part 2 of my Anakin Skywalker best friend Headcanons x so make sure to read them.

when he first starts having nightmares about Padme dying you are on a mission, so you learn about it only after he has talked to Yoda and Obi-Wan

since you know about their marriage he can talk to you a lot more freely

You don't necessarily believe that the nightmares are visions, because no Naboo with access to medical care has died in childbirth in like a thousand years

But you also know that telling him that would be of no use because he is convinced of it and terribly afraid

So you take his fear seriously and promise to help him keep Padme safe

This takes a huge weight off his chest because you are the first one to really be there for him. Obi-Wan tells him to keep his feelings under better control and Yoda to be happy that people become one with the force. 2 things that did nothing to soothe his unbearable fear.

So when you tell him that you understand his fear and are there to help him he will hug you and thank you because he is so relieved that he isn't alone anymore

When he has nightmares and you two are on a mission, Padme is away, doesn't take them seriously or he just doesn't want to bother and disturb her constantly he often ends up at your door.

You either talk it out over a warm cup of tea, tears and hugs or you hold him until he has fallen asleep again. When he's asleep you try your best to keep nightmares away from him with the help of the force, often losing sleep yourself in the process

You do research about death in childbirth and use the temple achieves to learn about force healing and other ways to prevent death through the force

You keep him updated with your findings. This makes him really feel like you care and assures him that you are actually trying to help him and therefore strengthens his trust in you

When Anakin is assigned Palpatine's bodyguard you are alarmed. Anakin has told you that he convinced him to kill Doku and wanted him to leave Obi-Wan behind and since then you don't trust the Chancellor one bit.

You have no idea what his intentions are but you are just suspicious of him.

So you always ask him what they have talked about and try to set his mind right when you spot manipulation against the Jedi

Palpatine tries to break Anakins trust in you

So when Anakin becomes distant you confront him and ask him what Palpatine has told him

You talk it out and he goes out of the conversation with more trust in you than ever and a slight wariness against Palpatine

So when he is waiting in the council chamber for Windu and the other council members to take hold of Sidious he asks you to wait with him because he knows that he might not be able to stay there on his own

You are there to comfort him and help him detangle his thoughts

He tells you about how Palpatine might be his only chance of saving Padme, but you make him understand that it is not improbable that the chancellor put the visions in his mind in the first place

if he was able to conceal himself from the Jedi order for so long and presumably has the power to manipulate the Midi-Chlorians he might as well manipulate Anakin's mind

You keep him in the temple long enough for Windu to be able to kill Palpatine

When you feel the disturbance in the force as the darkness lifts from the galaxy you hold him as he grieves

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Being Anakin Skywalker's Best friend would include :

You met Anakin when you became a Padawan

Your master had been good friends with Qui-Gon and she naturally helped Obi-Wan deal with the passing of his master and Anakins training - because let's be honest, that guy is nineteen, has just lost his master and is supposed to be responsible for a traumatised 9-year-old... what could possibly go wrong?

So you and Anakin do most of your Padawan training together

Since it is a rather peaceful time before the Clone Wars there isn't much action - lots of training at the temple, studying the force, occasional 'field trips' with your masters- plenty of time to form a deep friendship

Anakin tells you about his life as a slave on Tatooine and you are often there to comfort him when he misses his mother

Through the talks with you he first really processes how wrong his childhood was. Of course, he knew slavery was bad, but that's all he knew so only through his training at the temple and talking with you did he realise how fucked up of a situation that is for a child to grow up in

You tell him about how you grew up as a youngling in the temple, introduce him to your friends and teach him the customs and (pop)culture unique to the younglings and young padawans

As Padawans you do all kinds of reckless things together and often get scolded by Obi-Wan and your Master. You steal speeders and cruise through coruscant or explore parts of the Jedi temple that are forbidden for Padawans.

when he first starts to have nightmares about his mother being tortured you and Obi-Wan are there for him

you often take midnight walks together through the temple gardens when he's had a nightmare

sometimes you talk it out, sometimes you just walk in silence and sometimes you hold him in a tight hug while he cries

when he meets Padme again he is thrilled and tells you all about her.

You quickly pick up on his crush and tease him about it. You know romantic love is against the Jedi code, but you don’t pay it much attention and besides- it’s just a harmless little crush right?

That's what you thought... until they ask you to be best woman at their wedding

Since then, you are their secret keeper, marriage counsellor and biggest shipper

You and Padme become besties

You absolutely adore them as a couple. They are very open with their affections towards each other in front of you and whenever you see them together like this your heart simply melts. You just want to hug them both and tell them over and over how happy you are that they have found each other.

Whenever Anakin and Padme argue, he will come to you for advice. Now and then Padme too will ask you for your opinion

Whenever Anakin is absent from Jedi business to be with Padme you cover for him. You are always quick to come up with excuses, although you can't promise that they won't be embarrassing for him

('You see Master Windu, on his last mission he had to eat that tatooinian sand eel, but apparently it had gone bad, so during the night he shat his pants and now can't get off the loo')

Anakin talks to you about the death of his mother, but he will never tell you what he did to the tuskan raiders. He is far too scared of loosing you

You are there for him through his grief and help him process his feelings.

The Jedi way of dealing with grief - 'be happy since they now are one with the force'- isn't doing anything for Anakin. You talk to him, often, about his feelings, about how he thinks himself responsible for his mother's death, how guilt is eating him up, about the overwhelming pain he feels and about the anger, there to cover it all up

Without your help, his feelings have been indistinguishable chaos, but you help him slowly detangle the knotted ball of yarn in his head

During the Clone Wars, you often fight side by side. You make an amazing team on the battlefield.

He will call you as backup for dangerous missions Obi-Wan would disapprove of.

When he is supposed to go undercover as a slave trader with Ahsoka you convince the council to send you instead of him. You will NOT have him be confronted with his trauma like this without any kind of support system nearby.

When he finds out he isn't upset, very much to your surprise, but grateful.

You also become kind of a mentor to Ahsoka but mostly you two bond over teasing Anakin

You and Anakin often laugh about that now that he has a Padawan you have to act all grown up and pretend to be wise and responsible Jedi knights.

While Anakin sometimes bends the rules of the Jedi Order, often behaves rather recklessly and cares more for fighting and action than the study of the force you grow into a much more balanced and calm Jedi Knight and focus on the force rather than combat

In this way you balance him out, you keep him on the ground and in the light. When his life and mind are loud and chaotic you are a place of calm. You help him process his thoughts and feelings and see logic and reason through all the emotions.

Your friendship is the only relationship where Anakin experiences unconditional love, (after he lost his mother), Obi-Wans affection is dependent on Anakin being a good Jedi and the love he shares with Padme, since it is romantic love, can and should not be unconditional. So your friendship is incredibly important to him and likewise to you

Maybe you are even the most important part of his support system, since you will not judge and most of the time will see right through him.

When he's at his worst he often drives people away by showing anger or appearing cold but you see through that. You know that he's unconsciously trying to push people away and that behind all the emotions he can't understand and deal with himself he's still just the scared little boy afraid to lose the people he loves

So when he lashed out and hides his feelings behind anger or indifference you stay. You stay by his side, calm as always with a loving smile on your face. You might make a lighthearted joke and touch his arm to show him that you won't leave and when his guard is slowly breaking down pull him into a hug until he finally lets it down completely, collapses into your arms and freely cries.

He is as afraid to lose you as he is with Padme, Obi-Wan or Ahsoka

If you get seriously injured and even end up unconscious in the sickbay he is worried to death. He won't leave your side until you are out of immediate danger

Same goes for you if he is the one injured

You are the only one he and Padme tell that they are expecting children

They want you to be an aunt since you are like a sister to Anakin

You are overjoyed for them but immediately worried about the logistics of hiding THAT.

You suggest that Anakin takes a year or two off to meditate once Padme has given birth. This isn't uncommon since a lot of Jedi can't handle the war. This would give them some time to decide where their lives are supposed to go

When Anakin tells you about his nightmares about losing Padme in childbirth you are the only one who doesn't dismiss him.

You promise to be there for him and to find a way of keeping Padme alive

You don't necessarily believe that those dreams are visions and are destined to come true, but you acknowledge that he believes it and you see how scared he is

You prevent him from turning to the dark side (will make a separate post about this) the war ends and everyone is happy (because this is fanfiction and I said so)

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Comforting Frodo through the journey to Mordor headcanons

In the beginning of your journey to Mount Doom, you try to persuade Frodo to not carry the ring all on his own. You propose taking shifts in carrying it so that everyone splits the burden.

But you quickly realise how unsafe and even angry that makes him so you resort to trying to lighten his burden as best as you can

when he can’t sleep at night, (which is the case basically every night) you just hold him in your arms and run your fingers through his hair

this takes his mind off the ring and enables him to relax for a bit. Some nights he will even get a little bit of sleep.

when you begin messing with his curls he lets out the most adorable little sigh. When you chuckle he gets embarrassed and won’t look you in the eye for the rest of the night

whenever he breaks down exhausted or loses hope you embrace him in a tight hug and stroke his back or hair.

his legs will give out under him and you both will sink to your knees holding each other

he will cry in your arms

A lot

not just lightly. Full on sobbing, shaking, screaming

whenever you see him cry your heart breaks into a thousand pieces. So you hold him really tight and whisper reassuring words into his ear until he has calmed down

he gets really cold when he cries so you always wrap your cloak around him and when he has calmed down you rub his arms quickly to generate warmth

in general if he gets cold he will snuggle up to you to get a share of your body warmth

You spent so many nights sitting at the fire, while Sam was already asleep, talking

You are always there to listen to what’s on his mind. You talk about his worries, how the ring makes him feel and about everything that’s bothering him.

You often talk about your lives back in the shire too. You try to imagine what it’s like there at the moment and dream about what you would do if you were back home.

When he’s sad you try to cheer him up with funny stories from your youth or about Merry and Pippin's adventures.

This always makes him laugh

It is a fine line between making Frodo laugh and wrapping him up in cosy nostalgia and reminding him of everything he misses and has left behind but you learn to walk it well

When Gollum joines you, you work hard to keep Frodo's trust

You talk about everything you hear Gollum say to him and constantly remind him that he is loved and not alone and that you and Sam will never leave him or betray him.

Since then you never leave his side. You won’t give Gollum a chance to talk to Frodo alone.

At night you hold him close. Primarily because you see that the ring is taking a bigger toll on his mind but also because you won’t let Gollum get anywhere near him or the ring when you are unconscious.

when you get closer to Mount Doom Frodo needs a lot more support

You take care of the wounds the ring chain is causing. You make creams out of healing herbs and put them on his neck

At first, he won't let you, since he is afraid you just want the ring but you manage to convince Frodo that you just want to take care of him.

You wrap the chain into pieces of fabric you take from your cloak so that it isn't as sharp on Frodo's skin

If the pain gets really bad he will allow you to hold the chain over his neck. He won't take it off but in this way, you can help him carry the weight of the ring

He can't appreciate your help in the moment, since the ring is clouding his mind but he will be eternally grateful for your support once the ring is destroyed and you two are back in the shire.

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Teaching Frodo how to swim headcanons

Warnings: mention of drowning, a bit of angst

You and Frodo have been friends since he moved in with Bilbo

You have talked about how his parents died in a boat accident many times

And he has told you that since then he has been afraid of water

So to help him overcome his fear you have decided that you were going to teach him how to swim

You were a fairly good swimmer, which was uncommon for a hobbit

but you have always been the adventurous type and taught yourself how to swim in a forest lake

you even sew some swim clothes for yourself and now for Frodo too

So when the day of his first swimming lesson came you went to the lake together

Frodo had been nervous the whole time and when you reached the water he was beginning to panic

You sat down at the lakeside and breathed together for some time

"Frodo it's all right. I'm here with you the entire time. Nothing can happen to you ok? I will look after you" He nodded and you wiped away his tears

When he has calmed down you walked into the lake hand in hand

You stopped when the water has reached your hips

you show him how he is supposed to move his arms and legs and how he has to hold his body in the water

In the beginning, you hold him by the waist to support him in staying afloat while he practices the motions

you have to take many breaks because Frodo is getting scared

When he is panicking especially bad you just hold him in your arms in the water to show him that he is safe until he calms down

After some time he gets the hang of it and can swim on his own for some meters. But he always stays close to the shore, where his feet can reach the ground

You are incredibly proud of him and you tell him that

You tell him how proud you are that he doesn't give up even when he is scared and how proud you are that he is making so much progress

his face goes beet red at your words and he tries to hide behind a water plant

When You take breaks from swimming the two of you lay on the mossy lakeside side by side talking and laughing

You both have brought plenty of snacks that you share or t you feed some to ducks or squirrels

when he is relatively secure in his swimming you try to go into deeper water

you swim in front of him facing him while he follows you

like this you slowly lead him away from the shore more towards the middle of the lake

all goes well until Frodo tries to reach for the ground with his foot and can't find it

Panick takes completely over and he thrashes and latches onto you for support, nearly drowning both of you in the process

You are finally able to securely hold him with his head above water, making sure that he doesn't see how much you are now struggling yourself

He is violently crying when you manoeuvre both of you back to the shore

Out of the water you both collapse on the shore exhausted

He is still crying and hyperventilating so you pull him in for a hug

He buries his head into your chest while you stroke his hair and whisper to him that he is safe and that everything is all right

Very slowly he calms down as you hold him like that

You decide to postpone further adventures in deep water

You both go swimming regularly throughout the summer

You often picnic at the lake and then jump into the water to cool down

Very slowly you get him accustomed to the deeper parts of the lake

In the beginning, he just holds onto you while you swim vertically through the lake so that he can get used to the feeling of having no ground under his feet

When he is more comfortable he dares to swim in the deeper parts as long as you are right next to him at all times

Finally, he becomes confident enough to brave the deep water on his own

This whole little adventure has brought you incredibly close

You have reached a whole new level of trust

Since then Frodo would not hesitate to put his life in your hands, he trusts you more than anyone else and just knows that he is safe with you

And the same goes for you

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Being in a QPR with ACD!Sherlock Holmes would include

Headcanons for the original book Sherlock Holmes and reader being in a QPR (so the setting is the 19th century)

You are a teacher at a girls' boarding school when one day another teacher is murdered and Sherlock is hired to solve the case

You try to help as best you can and he quickly realises how smart you are

(Watson also thinks you are attractive but you shut him down very quickly, expressing that you have no interest in romance of any kind)

this earns you respect from Sherlock

Since his knowledge of the world is sometimes rather specific (he doesn’t know the earth moves around the sun?!), whenever a case requires knowledge he and Watson don't have he sends you a letter to consult you

You basically become pen pals

As a woman in the 19th century you are very limited but also very dedicated to give your girls a good education

so whenever you need to do a science experiment, want to test out a theory or need lab equipment and your school won’t help you you write to Sherlock

So in your free time, you can often be found working on some experiment at 221B Baker Street

Sometimes you also assist Sherlock with his experiments when you are free and Watson is annoyed

Accompanying them on cases every now and then

You are smart but also good with people which makes questioning suspects a lot easier

Soon you are a regular guest in 221B

Mrs Hutson loves you

Comforting Sherlock when he couldn’t solve a case, or someone he should protect dies

This is also when you first hug

Watson sent you a letter that they had a bad case, Sherlock couldn’t solve it and the client died. Since then he has been inconsolable. He plays sad music on his violin all the time and takes drugs and Watson is getting scared for him.

When you arrive he is standing at the window playing the violin

You march over to him, take the violin out of his hand and pull him into a hug

He is ABSOLUTELY SHOCKED. Completely freezes, every muscle tensing up

You don’t care and keep hugging him, so he slowly settles into the hug

He buries his face into your shoulder and lets out a heavy sigh

You stand like this for a long time

When you finally let go you make tea and talk about the case

Since then hugs have become a regular thing for the two of you

much to the surprise of Dr. Watson

The doctor doesn’t understand your relationship at the beginning

he keeps nagging Sherlock and sometimes even you about a potential romantic relationship, and asks all the time if and when you are gonna marry

After you and Sherlock have explained to him a thousand times that you don’t have romantic feelings of any kind towards each other and that your relationship is not like that he finally accepts it

even tho you are not sure he fully understands he sees that your relationship is rather like his friendship with Sherlock

When Dr. Watson marries, Sherlock asks you to move in after a while

This is seen as quite scandalous -an unmarried man and woman living together- and nearly costs you your job but you manage

Now that Watson is occupied more often you are a more frequent companion on cases

You also have more time to work on scientific projects together since living together

sometimes when one of you is feeling especially down long hugs turn into cuddling

You sit on the sofa together and just hold each other in your arms

You always make sure that Sherlock takes care of himself

You bring him food when he is absorbed into a case and refuses to eat. When he refuses to take even a small bite you will go on a rant on how his body and mind will break down if he continues to starve himself

This usually has no effect so you just start shoving food in his face until he eats it

Reading Horror and murder mysteries together and laughing about the stupid murderers

When you both retire you move to Sussex together

He tends to his bees and you take up gardening

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Being Childhood best friends with Sherlock would include

Your families being neighbours when you grew up, so you quickly become friends with Sherlock who is the same age

Quickly becoming inseparable, no matter where Sherlock goes you aren’t far off

The Holmes parents love you since you are „normal“ and „a good influence“ and even Mycroft kinda likes you

After the Euros incident your memories change too , to match Sherlocks because you deal with the trauma together

always protecting Sherlock from bullying

„ hey, listen to me. You. Are. Not. A Freak. Ok?“

after uni work makes you move away from London so you stay in touch with Sherlock mostly trough phone calls and Skype

John doesn’t know about you for a long time

He is completely freaked out when you visit one day and Sherlock HUGS YOU?!

Telling John a ton of embarrassing stories form Sherlocks childhood

John admires how you are the only one who can really handle Sherlock when he’s acting strange

You know how Sherlock’s mind works and how to help him when he’s stuck in a thought loop or freaking out

When his brain is understimulated and he’s dying of boredom you drive around in the underground together

he can deduce everything about everyone for hours which keeps his mind busy

he can only do that with you because you notice when it’s getting to much for him and then you drag him out at the next station

Always playing cluedo together

After being introduced to John you join them on cases every now and then

Oh and you are probably fucking smart… I mean you are friends with Sherlock Holmes

You are the only person he hugs

when John marries you move in with Sherlock

You comfort him when he misses John and he feels lonely, he even cries in front of you

At the wedding when he wants to leave you catch him outside and comfort him

As teenagers you took your dance classes together so naturally you dance a lot together at Johns wedding

still you two leave rather early and spend the night playing cluedo

People often mistaking you for a couple (just as with John and Sherlock)

Christmas dinners with the Holmes family

Pranking Mycroft together

I think I need to end this here but I’ve got so many more thoughts haha

Let me know what you think about my headcanons