#《 and the only family member they have is emotionally distant from them 》

[naturalbloodstainblnde]

CAL GABRIEL. HEADCANONS || ZERO DAY

cal gabriel as a boyfriend // a lil angst? // tw sh mention // gn!reader // headcanons

cal gabriel, who knows how to make himself likable. he’d be sweet, funny, maybe even a bit awkward and shy at times, but only to the extent that it benefits him. he’s not emotionally invested in the same way most people are—he’s more interested in the idea of having someone who adores him… and that “someone��� happens to be you.

cal gabriel, who would share enough personal details to seem open, but he’d avoid anything too deep. if you tried to dig into his thoughts or true feelings, he’d quickly brush them off with a self-deprecating joke or change the subject.

cal gabriel, who, no matter how much he likes you, andre will always come first. he’d cancel dates or disappear without much of an explanation if andre needs him. he won’t apologise either—it’s just how it is.

cal gabriel, who would swing between affectionate and distant. one day, he’d be laying his head in your lap, even allowing you to ruffle his hair; the next, he’d barely respond to your texts or act distracted.

cal gabriel, who wouldn’t view your relationship as something permanent. he’s too focused on zero day and doesn’t plan to be around long enough to see where the relationship could possibly go.

cal gabriel, whose younger siblings simply adore you. maddie and eric see you as an honorary family member and get super hyped every time you come over.

cal gabriel, who uses play-wrestling as an excuse to get close to you, pinning you down and laughing at your attempts to fight back.

cal gabriel, who tries to show off by playing sitar for you, fingers moving effortlessly over the strings as he plays a riff that’s surprisingly good.

cal gabriel, who teaches you a few basic chords, leaning in close to adjust your fingers on the strings.

cal gabriel, who rolls his eyes when you straighten his coat collar or tuck his hair behind his ear, pretending to be annoyed while secretly enjoying the attention.

cal gabriel, who mutters “quit babying me,” when you nag him about missing meals, but still eats whatever you give him without complaint.

cal gabriel, who has something small of yours that he keeps stuffed on his pocket—a bracelet, a hair tie, or even a note you scribbled for him in class. all of these ended up in the fire.

cal gabriel, who likes to carve your initials on random surfaces around school—lockers, desks, and even the bathroom wall. but his favourite canvas was his own skin—hidden from everyone but him.

cal gabriel, who has perpetually cold hands and always slides them under your sweater or onto your neck just to hear you yelp, laughing while you smack him away.

cal gabriel, who loves it when you grab his freezing hands and hold them between yours, rubbing warmth back into his icy-ass fingers while he mumbles, “they’re not that cold” (even though they are).

cal gabriel, who sometimes doesn’t let go of your hands even after they’ve warmed up, his fingers staying intertwined with yours.

cal gabriel, who freezes for a moment when you ask him about graduation and college, his usual smirk faltering before he quickly deflects: “college? i dunno, maybe i’ll take a year off.”

cal gabriel, who avoids your gaze when you press him about the future, running a hand through his hair and mumbling, “i don’t think that far ahead,”

cal gabriel, who is sweeter than usual in the days leading up to zero day. he’s always been sweet to you, but now there’s a weird sense of urgency to it—like he’s trying to cram a lifetime of memories into just a few days. he takes you out to see a random movie “bridget jones’s diary,” you don’t even remember half of it because you guys spent most of the time making out in the back row.

cal gabriel, who presses his forehead to yours after breaking the kiss, his breathing uneven when you ask him if he’s okay, whispering a soft “yeah” before pulling you back in, like he doesn’t want to talk about it.

cal gabriel, who filmed a tape just for you, apologising to you and explaining everything he couldn’t in person. it ended with a quiet, “i love you.” but the tape doesn’t not end up in the deposit box, and as cal and andre burned their belongings, he throws it into the fire, thinking it wasn’t fair to put you through that pain.

that’s all i can come up with for now :p

[risetherivermoon]

Mouthwashing family headcanons!!! because im mentally insane about them:

Daisuke: was an only child, his parents had him later in life and he's a rainbow baby. They love him deeply, but are worried about him not doing anything in life. He wants them to be proud of him so he's trying, but he'd really rather not be at this internship. He finds out his Mom got him it after an argument, she drops it on him and tells him he has to do it. He hates that he left home with that being their last conversation, as he refused to talk to her until he left as protest. Months later he's gotten over it and recognizes what she was doing for him. His father is kind of the buffer between him and his Mom during this, as well as in general since Daisuke's mother is the one who scolds him the most.

Anya: had a little sister, their parents were pretty emotionally distant, serious people who were both in business. They were busy a lot of the time which meant Anya took care of her little sister most of the time. She lives in an apartment with a roommate and their two cats when on earth, though her roommate is used to her being gone most of the time so she only has Anya pay half rent. She still talks to her little sister when home, the two of them meeting up and getting coffee when shes off work, but she's cut off her parents almost completely.

Swansea: had two brothers, both younger. His father was a hardened guy and wasn't around much, so Swansea took care of his little brothers and helped out his mom best he could. He gets married to his wife after meeting her at an AA meeting, they have three kids, two daughters and a son, their oldest the son and daughter (twins) and their youngest being their daughter. They have a family dog and two cats (his youngest daughter begged for them, Swansea hates the idea at first but warmed up to it) All three are grown by the time he's on the Tulpar for the last time, he's surprisingly an attentive and quite loving father, though he's a bit emotionally stunted. His youngest daughter comes out to him as a lesbian and admits to being afraid of his reaction, and that's the only time he's ever cried in front of her. He loves his family but is very bad at expressing it, as he's not well mentally.

Curly: middle child of three with a younger sister and older brother. His dad left when he was around six, and so his mom raised him and his siblings on her own. He was a fairly quiet kid compared to his siblings, his brother and sister were more high maintenance, with his brother having rebellious mental problems and had constant arguments with their mom, and his little sister was constantly ill as a little kid. He was the kid his mom could 'rely on' and be assured he was fine, he was considered the 'easy kid' though he really wasn't fine. He still calls his mother and visits his siblings all the time, his brother having gotten married and had a daughter, and his sister having a good job. His niece adores him because he always lets her do makeup on him at Christmas.

Jumbotron: an only child with an abusive alcoholic father, and a mother who wasn't very attentive. Though his father was abusive he idolized him a lot as a child and hated his mom more, thinking his father beating her was deserved, and when it happened to him he also deserved it. He took a lot of the rhetoric his father passed down onto him to heart, shitty things like how women should stay in their place. I'd say he's the definition of the abused become the abuser. He would stay at Curly's house as a kid to avoid home, and was kinda considered an honorary member of their family. He also visits for Christmas along with Curly, though he'd gotten the impression Curly's sister hates him. (She can see his manipulative behavior from a 100 miles away, and is pretty protective over her brother, also is uncomfortable around him.) His mother and father are both dead by the time he has the job with Pony Express.

[brucewaynehater101]

do NOT kill Tim

stop being mean to tim in your fics when Bruce is right there to be mean to

let Tim run off and get into shenanigans with his friends while Gotham burns

maybe give tim amnesia and somehow gets reported as dead on a yj mission and his friends help him recover and accidentally on purpose don't mention anything about Gotham except Cass who is his sister and their friend so she's allowed and she sees Tim happy for the first time in so long that she goes along with letting Tim remember, or not, in his own time

and maybe he does remember, when they're in space and too far from Gotham for Tim to immediately rush back and try to fix things because fixing things, trying to help, has always been his first impulse, and he's convinced to wait, to see if anyone tries reaching out to him instead

and he becomes resigned as only cass reaches out, as the rest of the bats just accept that he's dead, without even a body, with just one line in a mission report, a mission report that they didn't even read, the bat computer just noted key words and updated red robin's profile accordingly in its system and no one noticed until someone mentioned that red robin had no patrol routes assigned for awhile and then the profile is brought up

and in the meantime space shenanigans for yj, including the retired ones, and cass who wants her brother to be happy

I mean... you're 100% fair in that I should emotionally beat up Bruce instead in my fics. I do have one where Tim leaves the Bats/Gotham. He has a goodbye conversation with Dick, Jason, and Damian, tries to have one with Bruce, and leaves a video/note for Alfred and Babs. I'd love to chat more about what he does afterwards if anyone wants to know more.

So... I have one fic where he leaves the Bats. There :)

As far as the rest of your ask, I'm so vibing with the amnesia. Let Tim get into wild adventures with his friends (family) and have Cass stop by to say hello. Maybe Tim goes to see her a bunch since he's no longer stuck in Gotham (if Cass is still based in Hong Kong).

I also absolutely love the idea where he gets his memories back in space and spends the entire trip back to Earth processing his thoughts. Should he go back? It's all he's known, but should he try to help out the Waynes some more? Tim is still doing good. He's still helping people. He's just no longer helping specifically Gotham and the Bats.

The part where the Bats don't notice he's dead is cruel and so delicious. Very tasty angst.

I'd also kill for Cass's POV in this (maybe a few chapters), where she discovers Tim is amnesiac, starts to realize the other Bats don't notice or seem to care about Tim (it's hard to understand the way you or a family member is being treated is wrong if that's "normal"), has her own growth and realizations about the Bats, and has complicated feelings about loving the people who are usually good to her but usually bad to Tim (in this AU).

I don't know as much about Cass's canon, but I would be interested to hear more about how her canon could or could not apply to this.

Then let the Bats have a meltdown that Tim is "dead" including their own warped perceptions of how they DO care/love Tim. Maybe they blame Tim for being distant, blame themselves, and try to hunt down who killed Tim. Let them remember certain interactions with Tim that RR remembers differently. Let the Bats be grey in their relationship with Tim because they never did mean to hurt him [they never realized that they did].

Just fun complexities of dysfunctional families :)

Moving on, let Tim be free from the Bats as they all collapse and chat about him. He can have his space adventures far from the chaos as they implode (perhaps the Bats try to take Gotham with them, and the JL has to get involved).

[vroomvroomcircuit]

Do Not Enter is written on the Doorway

(A/N): A personal thank you to @foreveralbon for reading over certain parts and give feedback and ideas

Summary: Max helps his girlfriend through her anticipatory grief

Warnings: Talking about the future death of a family member, this is sad, but Max is the greatest comforter

Wordcount: 2.3k

🏎Masterlist🏎 ______________________________

Some news gives you this warm feeling in your stomach that slowly spreads over your chest and into your head and extremities. You smile, your brain barely able to keep up with the immense joy you feel. It’s like you could hug the whole world at once, this feeling giving you superpowers beyond imagination. That immense excitement, that’s a feeling you never want to lose.

This is what good news gives you.

But nobody talks about the stabbing pain you get in your heart upon receiving bad news. The sudden 100 pounds heavy weight settling into your stomach. The coldness you feel in your hands and feet never are mentioned. The spinning in your head, having to realize that after hearing what you have been just told, nothing will ever be the same.

You immediately wish to be the person you were moments ago, before your brain chemistry has been changed forever. Nothing is better than being in that beautiful bliss of unsuspectingness. But you can’t go back, you only get to mimic being that person in the first few moments after waking up, before the memory sets back in. The damage has been irreversibly done.

This feeling after receiving bad news is the one (Y/N) has been most familiar with during the last couple of weeks. One of her close family members is terminally ill and they are in a state where their symptoms are only managed after being taken into hospice care almost immediately upon receiving the diagnosis. They will be sick for the rest of their life expectancy.

For her, it’s like jumping through burning hoops with a broken leg every day ever since. She wants to be a good daughter to her mother, who relies on her for support. (Y/N) wants to be the good family member she usually is, spending as much time with them as possible.

But she also wants to be a good girlfriend to her Max. She wants to be with him at every race, cheer for his successes and support him through his losses.

Being all that and staying on top of her own feelings, that is not doable.

Max sees it. He sees the circles under her eyes grow. He sees the hunch in her back, yet the tension in her shoulder. He can’t remember the last time she smiled at him with those smiles that take his breath away and make him feel warm and fuzzy inside. Max misses her laugh, always sounding like music to her.

He sees it all, but feels helpless. Powerless. Something he swore to himself to never be again. This ever so disabling feeling, making your limbs heavy and your heart sink every time you think about it. And your brain never stops thinking about it. It’s going over and over again about the situation, trying to find an angle where he can finally get through to her. But everything he tries feels for naught.

In the moments where he hears her cry in the middle of the night, thinking Max is soundly asleep without a single worry, he is thankful to never have to experience what his girlfriend is currently going through. So he tries to make it better, even if it is just coming from a distant place, since she doesn’t let him close, neither emotionally nor physically.

During nights spent crying, Max turns around to her and hugs her closely to his chest, acting like he just needs his partner cuddled to him in his sleep. He takes over all the household chores, claiming “Oh, I just saw that we needed to wash a few clothes” or “I had some downtime, so I tried to make myself useful” not wanting to shame (Y/N) for lacking.

Because if your head is full of emotions, there is no strength left to do physical things. Max knows that out of personal experience, from a life where you are constantly under extreme pressure.

Still, he tries to get through to (Y/N), missing the person he fell in love with. “Hey, I thought about going out for dinner tonight? Just you and me at your favorite place with that dress you love so much?” Max asks her as she puts her shoes on to run off to work. He is hopeful, it’s an offer she never has said no to. On the contrary, he kind of expects her to let the second shoe in her hand fall to the ground to put her arms around his neck and thank him over and over again.

But to his shock, she does no such things. The young woman puts the other shoe on and shakes her head. “I don’t feel like going out at the moment. I will stay late at the hospice anyway after work, the doctor said that-” Her voice cracks. Max steps towards her, but she waves him off. “We don’t have much time left. And I want to take the time to prepare for, you know, it.”

Max nods, even though he does not understand her point. Not yet at least.

(Y/N) presses a quick kiss to his cheek before exiting the house in what seems like a great rush. She leaves a flabbergasted dutchman behind.

This was the first kiss he hasn’t initiated for several weeks now (22 days to be exact, although who's counting?). But the subject of preparing for someone’s death still doesn’t let him go. Not when he feeds the cats and cleans the kitchen. Not when he trains for the upcoming race on the simulator and in the gym.

The thought of trying to prepare for the inevitable is unfathomable to him. Isn’t the fear of getting stuck in your head greater than missing the current moment with that person?

His mind still circulates around this topic when he unfreezes some pre-made meals that are with his diet and to (Y/N)’s taste. He knows not to warm hers up already, he made that mistake quite a few times, just for the food to turn cold while it is waiting to be consumed by her.

Their habit of eating all to most meals together diminished to one dinner once every other week. That’s something else he misses. Just spending quality time with his partner. Still, he does not want to be demanding towards her. He is understanding of her situation and knows that it won’t be like this forever.

He already sits at his computer set up, playing a few rounds of a game to calm down before going to bed when (Y/N) enters their quarters. Max immediately greets her, clocking in the exhaustion in her face. “Hey, welcome back!” He softly says. “I’ll heat up your dinner. You can take a shower or a bath. Or sit down in the living room and put a show on. I’ll bring you your food.”

But (Y/N) just stares at him. He halts in his tracks, waiting for her answer. But he never gets one. Instead, his girlfriend bursts out in tears, sobs and snot.

Quickly Max gathers her in his arms, gently rocking her while drawing circles on her back with his fingers. He tries to maneuver them onto the couch in the living room, getting her sat in his lap with her legs straddling his thighs.

Now, to say the Dutchman is shocked by that outburst would be a lie. He has seen how much (Y/N) ran herself into the ground. It was just a question of time when all of the built up emotions found their way out. Between wanting to be the perfect daughter and the perfect family member, she forgot to be her imperfect self.

Yet, Max hasn’t expected today to be the day. Today has been so unassuming. There were no visible signs during their morning that could have prepared Max for the breakdown.

Not that he needed to prepare in the first place. Max has every tool he needs for this exact situation in close proximity. He throws a heavy blanket over them and hands (Y/N) a stuffie that coincidentally found its home permanently on that couch a few weeks ago. The plush lion itself is weighted with beans, being a nice pressure on her chest.

He continues to rock them back and forth and murmurs sweet things into her ears. His hands draw soothing circles and other shapes on her back. At one point he starts to trace letters.

“I love you too”, (Y/N) mumbles into his hair, her voice still tear stricken. “I love you so much, I can’t imagine a world without you or your support or your love or your… everything.” Max tightens his hold on her. She knows how to interpret that one. It’s his non-verbal way of saying how much she means to him.

They sit there for several more minutes in silence with Max listening to her breathing evening out. “Do you want some tea? I stocked up on your favorites. I can heat up your dinner during that.” The young woman nods yes, sliding off his lap and cuddles into the corner of the couch.

Max quickly puts the tv on, leaving on some random show to stop the eerie silence and quieten down the thought spiral in (Y/N)’s head.

He tries to be as fast as possible, until his phone rings. His girlfriend sent him a message, asking if they can share that frozen meal. Max’s heart clenches, realizing they finally have another dinner together. Of course, he obeys her wish and brings two forks along with two mugs on a tablet to the living room.

“Here is the food and drinks and I got some of your favorite chocolate earlier”, he says in a soft voice. (Y/N) smiles, his thoughtfulness is enough to change her mood.

In unity they share the meal and catch up over peas and carrots. With mugs in their hands they cuddle close to each other and pay attention to the movie that’s playing as soon as the food is gone.

“I’m scared to lose them. But I am even more scared to forget to cherish the time we still have together.” (Y/N) starts speaking into the dimmed room. Max looks down to her, showing his girlfriend has 100 % of his attention.

“You know, it hurts to see them hurting. And I know they will only get worse, which is weird to know. I am already hurting from an event that hasn’t even taken place. We also know that they will die soon. And I am already grieving them. I sit in the same room with them, talk and laugh and think ‘this will not be possible very soon’ and it is so… fucked up. Because I don’t want to think about this, they are still here. But I already miss them. I miss the old version of them, I will miss the current version of them and I’m dreading their future version. And I am hurting all the time and I kind of don’t want to see them, because how they are right now is the way I want to remember them. I feel selfish, because it’s all just about me meanwhile they are literally dying under our hands.”

Max realizes three important points at this moment.

He is very lucky to have never lived through her situation, watching a loved one dying. This must be another kind of hell on earth that he does not wish upon his greatest enemy. Seeing how his girlfriend, who is the strongest person he knows, struggles to the point of a mental breakdown, shows Max that he would not be able to live through these circumstances the way she does.

(Y/N) is under too much pressure, trying to be a good family member, a helpful co worker and an attentive girlfriend. He feels like he failed her by elevating more of that pressure, making her take some time off from work and reassure (Y/N) that he can support them financially as long as she wants him to, so she can spend more time with her family.

He voices his third conclusion out loud. “Several emotions and feelings can be true at once. You can be thankful for the time you got left and still feel bad about their current condition. You’re allowed not wanting to see them to protect yourself. Sometimes, being selfish sounds like the worst thing you could do to outsiders, but the best decision for yourself. It’s up to you entirely. Don’t feel bad for your anticipatory grief, it is normal. Your brain wants to prepare itself for the end.

And no matter what you will do or where you are going, I’m always at your side and support all your decisions. In this house we support (Y/N)’s rights and wrongs.”

Her laugh makes Max’s heart lighter. He knows the upcoming weeks and months will not be easier than the previous ones. But he is aware that they will get through it together.

“Will you read to me?” (Y/N) looks at him with her puppy dog eyes, something they both know he can’t resist. “Ok”, he says after letting out a sigh, ”Get your Faye smut book. But only because you had a hard day. Next time, you will read to me ‘how to build a car’.”

Before Max even ends his sentence, (Y/N) launches herself from the couch and runs to get her book from her bedside table.

After an evening like this, none of them wants to have it any other way.

[ausp-ice]

Rhome (they/he/she), an Edeia representing the Idea of Melancholy. They were once a human who died and returned to life as a Sanctial, eventually setting off on his final journey before Actualizing right before they thought they would fade away.

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Rhome

"There is a certain beauty in things that cannot last. The final notes of a song. The warmth of a cup of tea as it gradually cools. The memory of someone you loved. Your tears are proof you experienced something meaningful enough to mourn. Let me sit with you a while, in this gentle ache that reminds us both how deeply you've lived."

Rhome is a quiet, contemplative presence. They are patient and attentive, preferring to listen rather than speak. They find something profound in sitting with others during moments of transition and loss, drawing out their melancholic emotions and helping them recognize the beauty within them. Rhome believes that melancholy is not something to cure but to honor, as it represents the lingering echo of experiences precious enough to be missed.

When Rhome speaks, their voice carries a gentle, soothing quality. They find particular beauty in impermanence and the bittersweet nature of loss.

Abilities

Melancholic Resonance: Rhome can perceive and interact with the emotional imprints left behind by significant moments of transition, loss, and other events that leave lingering feelings of melancholy. They can induce vivid recollections of memories or even enter a manifestation of those memories, with or without the person in question, and control the scenes like a movie—playing, pausing, rewinding, fast-forwarding. The scenes often take on a monochrome, blue-tinted appearance, with certain colors becoming more vivid based on the emotions felt by the subject and other members of the scene. 

Melancholy: Rhome can draw out and amplify feelings of melancholy, often in a gentle way. They can use this ability to create physical spaces that induce this effect on others as well. 

Crystallized Memory: Rhome can transform melancholic emotions into tangible objects that capture the essence of what those feelings represent. These "Mementos" can take all sorts of shapes, but typically have the appearance of pale, bluish crystals with pale gold ornamentation. Touching the object transfers the emotions gradually, and holding it for a long time can allow for the associated memories to manifest in the mind's eye. 

Abstraction

Rhome's Abstraction is a realm of pale blue tones, always raining. Sometimes the rain is heavier, and the sky is darker; sometimes the rain is a light drizzle, and the sky is more of a pale, white color. A city of stone and gold sprawls across the Abstraction, with the waters of a lake present in the gaps between sections of buildings. In a central area is a castle with windows of glass, pale light emanating from within. 

When in their Abstraction, Rhome spends most of their time in the castle, often gazing out the windows at the lake. The halls are quiet, filled with a melancholic, solitary energy. There are various crystallized Mementos decorating the space; when Rhome wanders the halls, they might brush their hands across them and let the emotions of those moments run through them once more. 

Though the city is vast, there are not many residents. On occasion, Rhome might offer a place to stay for those who cannot bear to live with their melancholic emotions. These people are told to take as long as they need to mourn what they've lost and what they've missed. Here, there is no need for sustenance—only the gentle weight of melancholy, eternally pouring from the sky. 

Story Synopsis

Born into a wealthy but emotionally distant family, Rhome learned early to suppress their desires and emotions, existing primarily as an extension of their mother's ambitions. A brief connection with their pet snake, Rasa, ended when their mother secretly poisoned it. Rhome did not understand the emotions they felt, simply asking their father to handle the remains. 

In their mid-20s, Rhome was caught in a fatal accident and brought to a Sanctuary where they received a second chance by being revived as a Sanctial. During their years in the Sanctuary, Rhome developed connections with other Sanctials, especially one with a snake-like appearance. As Rhome learned to feel emotions they had suppressed in life, they discovered a particular affinity for helping others process their losses before departing on their final journeys. When the snake Sanctial eventually left, also revealing its identity as Rasa, Rhome began looking inwards. After a meeting with Anim, they began their own final journey, expecting to fade from existence as they ventured beyond the Sanctuary's protection to experience the world's varied melancholies.

In their travels during the early Age of Reunion, Rhome encountered Janus—the reincarnation of their snake, now human with no conscious memory of their connection. Something shifted in Rhome, then, and they accepted both the beauty and sorrow of their journey. They felt themself unraveling and parted ways ready to fade away, but at their final moment of finding peace, they Actualized.

Inspiration Notes

The Abstraction is somewhat inspired by the City of Tears from Hollow Knight.

I was sparked by the emotions I felt when reading Monochrome Rumor, a story that's become something of a comfort to be due to a certain feeling of soft sadness present throughout the story.

[rouecentric]

AAAAA okay, so I saw that your requests are open... (this is my first time requesting anything so im a bit nervous)

about your post with the lante x grandkid!reader, IT WAS SO GOOD, and yes, i totally understand the family's shock about lante doting on his grandkid. this is the same man who established that familial love is unnecessary, was it not?

we got lante's perspective of his grandkid... but what about the other family members? will they like the grandkid as well? or will they be indifferent / dislike them?

(this is a bit wordy im sorry ☠️)

how would the agriche family react to grandchild!reader being doted on by lant agriche? / headcanons, death, typical things you'd expect from a fic that's about the agriche family, gn!reader.

THE agriche's reactions are mixed, honestly, and they thought that dion having a child was enough of a shock, so to have grandchild!reader being doted on by the lante agriche would mean that the usual "balance" (or what was left of it) in the family would no doubt be thrown out the window.

there would most likely be more hatred and indifference than adoration when it comes to the grandchild, especially once they start taking on some of lante's traits as well, but some of the only people that i could see liking the grandchild no matter what would honestly be maria and sierra, as they most likely took on the role of a maternal figure in the grandkid's life since their mother died while giving birth.

roxana, as obvious as it is, would most likely resent the reader because of how doting lante is when it comes to them, especially since not only did they automatically gain lante's favor, but they also are the child of dion, her brother's murderer. however, she might open up to the reader and eventually get along with them if the reader doesn't exactly idolize the agriche head because of his actions, hell, she might even use the reader against lante.

jeremy's neutral when it comes to the grandchild, honestly, he probably never personally met the child more than twice on his own volition, since he would rather cling to his half sister than interact with some snotty baby. but there is a chance that he would have more encounters with the grandchild once they're around four to seven years old.

grizelda.. it's hard to say on whether or not she likes the kid, really, but the grandchild would most likely idolize her, and grizelda is at least a bit kinder at first when it comes to the kid, so the two of them would possibly be close, with the grandchild seeking out the older woman's attention or help.

however, charlotte hates you without any doubt. charlotte doesn't like you because of how easily you get lante's favor and attention, causing her to usually harass you without lante usually knowing, but she does bite back her tongue whenever there are other people present, however, she mellows out when she's older, and there's a slight chance for her to apologize! but don't get your hopes up, because she's stubborn as hell.

fontaine despises you, as you were not only lante's favorite in th family, but also because your birth reinforced dion's position on the top three candidates for being the future head of the agriche dukedom. hell, he isn't even above trying to get you killed, since all is fair in this household that didn't have any morals, no?

dion, your father, was indifferent towards you, he didn't really care for your mother, either, since it was an arranged marriage orchestrated by lante himself for his own benefit. sure, he may have taken care of you in his free time, but his emotional baggage and childhood trauma definitely wouldn't have made him a good father, most likely being emotionally neglectful, even if he sometimes doesn't mean to be distant.

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God, I'm Going to Miss You (#59)

Don't Say Things You Don't Mean (#61)

Character in Love with Someone who They Think Hates Them (list)

Love Confession after an Argument (list)

Being Shocked After a Kiss (list)

Character that Pushes Away the People they Love (list)

The People Who Don't Care if I Live or Die (#159)

Monster x Human (list)

Grief / Depression Angst Prompts:

Faked Death (#37)

Prompts for a Character that is Alone (list)

A Character Dealing with Grief and Drug Use (list)

Prompts for Being Left Out (list)

Prompts for Losing Someone (and having Self-Guilt) (list)

Prompts for a Character Having a Breakdown (list)

Reuniting with a Missing Friend (list)

Unforgiving Fist (#103)

Meaning Without You (#170)

Oblivious Friend (Angst no Comfort) (list)

Fantasty / Sci-Fi Angst Prompts:

Bigger than the Both of Us (#5)

Can't Remember My Name (#20)

The Visions (#65)

My Head is Filled with Ghosts (#89)

No-Longer Human Character Reuniting with Friends and Family Part 1 (list)

No-Longer Human Character Reuniting with Friends and Family Part 2 (list)

Character Getting Thrown into a Volcano (list)

No-Longer Human Character Regretting What They've Become (list)

Non-Human Character Revealing Themselves (list)

My Design Was Never Good Enough (#129)

Quiet Monster x Human (list)

Let the Gods Choke on War (#192)

Burn Heaven to the Ground (#193)

Character who would Sacrifice the World to save their Lover who would Sacrifice Themselves for the World (list)

Hero and Villain Angst Prompts:

You're Sick (#1)

Responses to "I'm Going to Kill You" (list)

Not the Best Idea (#62)

Responses to "Let's Die Together" (list)

Alone in the World (#42)

Hero is told by Villain that their Friend Betrayed them (list)

I Can't Control It (#146)

Anger/Argument Angst Prompts:

One Character Has Been Lying to the Other (list)

You Betrayed Me (#97)

Been Like This (#121)

Betrayed Your Kind (#123)

The One to Beat (#171)

Family Angst Prompts:

Different Ways to Describe Emotionally Distant Parents

Single Parenting Prompts (list)

Responses to Finding Out You Have a Secret Sibling (list)

Meeting a Parent After Abandonment (list)

Other Angst Prompts:

Prompts about Re-Entering Society (list)

Character Has Been Poisoned (list)

Describing a Car Accident (list)

You Don't Remember? (#117)

Responses to "I'm just tired." (list)

Dark Angsty Dialogue (list)

[rosewood-multifandom-writer]

Ed x Abused Reader Headcanons + Short One-Shot ⚠️

Summary: You have a tough exterior and keep others at arms distance at best. At worst, you act cold. You’re not mean, but you’re not nice either.

Ed is no exception to the many people you coldly separate yourself from. However, if there is one thing you both love and hate about him, it’s his stubbornness. But… there is a reason why you’re like this to begin with.

Author’s Notes + Content Warning(s): There are multiple Abuse Mentions. This is the most major element in these headcanons and in the one-shot that comes afterwards. If this is an upsetting subject for you to read about, you’re uncomfortable with the subject matter, or any other reason, give this a skip. The tag is also under the tag name “tw abuse mention.”

To those wanting to read more, the headcanons and one-shots are under the cut. Stay safe, stop reading at any point in time if you get uncomfortable.

Other quick author’s notes to keep in mind in this scenario:

1. Reader has been emotionally abused (i.e., threatened by an ex, yelled at by an ex)

2. Reader is NOT avatar.

3. Reader is the definition of a street fighter mixed with how Frank Castle fights. (I’ve become obsessed with the Punisher lately because he’s become my new comfort character, sue me, lol)

4. I also have age timeline headcanons for Ed mentioned here briefly.

You always held up your walls around everyone. You never took any bullshit from gang members, Shadaloo wannabes, a certain Taekwondo master, or anyone for that matter.

The first time you met Ed, you weren’t exactly friendly to put it lightly. Even now, you still acted cold towards him even when you were in a good mood and just speaking with him.

In fact, the conversations with Ed don’t feel like conversations sometimes. It just feels like you accomplishing missions for yourself. Sometimes it’s missions for him.

Ed always denied his frustration with wanting to get to know you but you always turned up him down.

Now that he thought about it… the way he sometimes treats that one person that always meets him in the subway station because they wanted to get stronger and wanted to find the meaning of strength.

Maybe that’s how they felt whenever he just barely tolerated them before.

“Is there even a reason why you fight or what?” “I just do what I gotta do.” That just sums up your conversations. Ed asks a question, you give a short answer, a non-answer, or a vague answer. All of which annoy Ed.

“Goddammit, why does he even bother? Why does he even care? What does he see in me?” You always thought. Then… the reason why… hits you hard.

Ed reveals that he talks to you because he’s been through a lot. Him being kidnapped and experimented on when he was 10, having to abandon his only father figure when he was 18 because of Shadaloo, and now being separated from his Neo-Shadaloo family for god knows how long at 21.

It explained so much to you why he of all people grew attached to someone like you. You sighed and hesitantly told him, “let’s meet somewhere, alone.”

One-shot Section:

You were now at an abandoned construction site. Not a single gang member to be seen to interrupt you. Partly because you were there to intimidate them into going away.

As proud as you were to be an intimidating figure to push away any possible dangerous people, it also made you feel alone.

That is, until Ed came in and being the stubborn man he is, kept trying to connect with you. Speaking of which, you saw him walking over to you.

“You’re not about to mug me, are ya?” Ed asked jokingly.

You scoffed, an amused smile on your face was briefly shown to Ed, only for it to be replaced with the same distant frown you had.

But… this frown hits differently now.

���Those scientists that did that to you, did you ever get revenge against them or anything? Did you at least get one name?” You asked.

“Why?” Ed asked.

“So I can make them pay for what they did to a child. Well… several children for that matter.” That cold exterior that you had going on became more apparent when you made that remark to Ed which made him feel intimidated for the first time in years.

“You don’t need to do that.” Ed told you.

“No. But I want to.” You said, your gaze now soft. “You deserved to be a kid. Not be some bastard’s lab rat because he wanted to be stronger.”

“I don’t remember their names. It’s not going to undo what they did to me. I’d much rather focus on now than trying to get revenge.” Ed said. “Besides, revenge is a waste of time to me.”

Shrugging, you joked, “You’re way better than me, that’s for sure.”

Ed looked at you with a bit of shock.

“I’m serious. I only beat others black and blue because I started out wanting to get payback against my ex.” You confessed.

He listened carefully as he needed to make sure that he does not screw this up. Not when he got this close, which is rare with you.

“Let’s just say my ex said some horrible nasty crap to me. My ex yelled at me, started nasty fights because they were mad at someone else, threatened to hurt me, and if that didn’t work, they threatened to hurt themselves, and their reasons were how bad their situation was or because they were pissed at the person who made them mad.” You said, voice shaking slightly, trying to fight against the tears.

“I had enough. So the next time I met with them, I just… lost control. I had to get my knuckles wrapped up. Not to mention that I had to serve a bit of time.” You looked at your own fists, which were just ordinary MMA fighter gloves in your favorite color.

Sighing, you said, “All it takes is the ONE person to be your last straw one of these days. Even if it was the one who was supposed to love you.”

Clenching his fists, Ed got closer to you and just hugged you tightly.

Eyes widened, you did not know what to do with this unexpected moment of affection from this man you met not too long ago.

“What are you doing?” You asked him, your arms remaining at your sides with unsure opened hands.

His hug tightened and he simply said, “I’m sorry.”

Speechless, you let tears spill over as you held onto Ed tightly and you both collapsed on your knees while holding each other and never letting go.

It’s been way too long since you had actual affection. This hug feels so warm, protective, and genuine. You never felt safe, even with what you now had.

Every abuse victim you saved from their abuser, every bruise you received from the fights against said abusers while saving the victims, every tooth you knocked out of the monsters that were supposed to be lovers and families, it can’t undo what your ex did to you years ago.

Not even getting revenge on your ex healed you. It made you feel worse.

Now… you are safe. In the arms of someone who actually loves and cares about you.

It truly will get better soon.

Author’s End Notes: I was going to put visuals on here to make it look less boring, but I didn’t know what to come up with. Probably the most unexpected Ed fic that I was able to finish and post, honestly, because the others are collecting dust in WIP limbo because it’s a mix of writer’s block, becoming caught up in the other things, and of course, thinking that the fic is not good enough to post because my overthinking brain is like, “no one is gonna like this trash, lol,” but I’ve been itching to post more Ed content, and the waiting time for Elena is annoying me on top of having nothing much else to do after 100%ing World Tour Mode, so there’s also that.

The next Ed fic/headcanons are gonna be more lighthearted! 😁

[whiskawaybelf]

It only took me two months to get this together but I'm stoked to talk about Pacifica Elise Northwest again.

(Please note, as we're discussing the bell, I do talk about physical and emotional abuse, the former quite briefly.)

Previous posts: Entitlement and Expectations. Pacifica is fucking angry all the time.

Okay.

Let's conquer The Bell ™

Now. Word of God says the bell is a warning that credit cards will be cancelled and that she gets grounded and that's all nice and good. I disagree and I think a lot of us read a lot more into it, but I'm going to first address the things that don't contradict this and still have a massive impact on what the bell means outside of punishments.

This is a youtube video discussing 'Still face' and a lack of parental interaction and feedback. And let's be clear, surely Pacifica had a nanny/ child wrangler of some kind because Preston and Priscilla will not even consider dirty diapers, let alone change one. There's the family portrait in Northwest Manor Mystery that shows a pink, silly, smiling Pacifica. So she got some interaction and nurturing as a child from a member of staff who was presumably dismissed eventually.

And even as a child her parents were emotionally distant, Pacifica was a thing they owned, another mark of their affluence and position in society. A well behaved, pretty, obedient, impressive daughter.

So even if we believe there was no emotional abuse or physical abuse (I'm very iffy on physical though I know people can and will headcanon whatever resonates for them) just the fact that her parents will withdraw what little attention and affection she's getting at the first sign of her exercising autonomy, getting dirty, acting incorrectly, disobeying, that's already enough. Pacifica is incredibly isolated, she doesn't have real friends. All the people she is connected to remain connected on the condition of her good behavior or her being rich or mean enough to keep them around.

Not to mention, we know that she gets sent to her room if she disobeys, presumably for a long enough time to be a deterrent so misbehavior also results in literal isolation. Not great for any kid but particularly not one who is already under-socialized (As in, she is very much shoved into society and she's the most popular girl in Gravity Falls, but like, is she?)

So, let's say that's all it is. Her emotionally negligent and unavailable parents withdraw what little they give her. Maybe they're cold or ignore her. That's enough. That's enough to keep her on track.

But then there's the need to win, the drive, the sense that there are very real consequences to not being the best. Her parents forget to pick her up, they don't care about her competitions, only that she wins, they've built her insecurity about her looks to the point that she, at twelve, is desperate to avoid any sort of physical imperfection and prides herself on her appearance. You're telling me her mother never told her, "You look washed out when you forget blush," "Oh, Pacifica, a pimple? Disgusting." "Did you even bother to brush your hair?" "If you can't dress correctly, you'll stay home. I won't be seen at a party with you like that."

"Only a B, Pacifica? What's next, you go to public school?", "Second place is embarrassing, Pacifica, everyone at that game couldn't look at you without laughing." Yawning and interrupting her stories. Pretending they can't see her cry. Pacifica has only known the things she did wrong and the things she did 'good enough'.

Perfection or nothing.

I'm tentative about physical abuse and don't feel educated enough to speak on it other than to say we see minimal evidence for that. I can definitely understand where people might draw that conclusion or relate to it. I would consider perhaps physical shaming. A slap if she talks for too long, a hard grip dragging her to her room when she was reluctant. A pinch to stand up straight. I'm not sure those interact with the bell specifically but that's only my reading of it.

The bell is a warning, a reminder that they can and will remove her from a situation if she makes herself difficult or they will pull away and truly let her know she is below attention. For the Northwests the line from fine to difficult is a millimeter. Pacifica is always on edge and very alert. Looking at her family for cues, only her discovery of real connection with Mabel and Dipper start to draw her out of this obedience. She realizes she doesn't need to rely on her parents to fulfill her emotional needs and there are people out there that don't need her to be perfect to find her worthwhile. She can overcome some of her isolation by relying on people outside her cold social circle and circumstances. If her parents can't control her by denying her personhood and agency, then their power is significantly diminished.

A much shorter analysis for this one, I'll maybe make a poll for the next one, but if you have any ideas, opinions or asks send them my way :)

[lucaswarmhotchocolate]

Imagine that in order to stop the war, an arranged marriage is agreed upon. Omega!Voldemort will marry Alpha!Harry. They both detest him, but end up accepting. They have a rather cold and distant married life, time passes and they haven't had children. Harry is MOD so there is a lot of pressure on him. Voldemort doesn't want children, but understands the importance of having heirs for the houses of Potter, Black and Gaunt. They begin to try, it is terribly uncomfortable and tense. Time passes and Voldemort fails to conceive a baby. Harry is asked to take a second husband or have a harem (which is normal in the Wizarding World). Voldemort gives Harry "permission" to have one (he was being sarcastic, and he forgot that Harry can be very dense sometimes…).

-Here I pause- In this idea I thought that the members of the harem would be Omega!Snape (who is alive but with a horrible scar), Omega!Draco, and Omega!Charlie. I chose them because they would all be hated by Voldemort, each one represents something that Voldemort despises: Snape's betrayal, Draco that Harry saved him, Charlie for being Harry's gay awakening LoL -finished the pause-.

Some of them end up having the main heirs (Potter and Black), to later have their own heirs.

-Here I open another pause LoL- I like to think that Snape is the one who gives birth to those two heirs (last names: Potter-Black, and Black-Potter) and then his heir (Prince-Potter), I like that it is Snape because he himself would not think that he would be attractive to Harry, because of his age that perhaps it would be difficult to conceive -finished the pause-.

Draco would have his Malfoy-Potter heir, and Charlie may or may not have a baby, he's more of the cool uncle and the one with whom Harry can do exciting and adrenaline-filled activities, plus he doesn't have the need to give birth to heirs, his brother Bill or the others will take care of that. Time passes and Voldemort still can't conceive a baby, it's frustrating and he's furious, as the main husband he's supposed to give birth to his alpha's heirs. He knows that despite not being able to have children he's still the main husband, he has power over the other husbands. He doesn't intimidate them that much he just has fun. He leaves the children alone, he knows that Harry would never allow him to be intimidating to his children.

Years go by and Voldemort finally manages to get pregnant. In a miracle! It ends up being a delicate and difficult pregnancy, it demands a lot from Voldemort's body. Surprisingly the other husbands take care of him and the baby. Voldemort begins to get close to children because he wants to learn how to take care of babies and young children. Harry and Voldemort bond emotionally after years of a cold marriage. Voldemort has a difficult birth where he thinks he will die, he makes Harry swear to take care of the baby and to love it (he begs him to love the baby very much). Childbirth is hellishly tortured and lasts too long, the baby is huge and its hips too narrow (he can't believe Snape gave birth 3 times) (all of Harry's babies were huge). Finally, a girl is born! Voldemort names her Adelina (according to Google it means Noble), she will be Adelina Gaunt-Potter, she is Voldemort's heir. Voldemort is happy and can only imagine what future he and his daughter will have in this great family. -In this story I believe Snape would give birth to Harry's 3 canon children, only Lily keeps her canon name, the others have different names. Snape likes that Lily is his heir) (Draco has Scorpius, maybe it's just him or he has brothers, also Snape is sure that Draco has a uterus that is a photocopier LoL)

-Well I think that's all, although it would be fun to imagine MamaMort's life with her little daughter who looks like a female version of Tom Riddle-

-This little story is a gift for mpreg!Voldemort fans! Since it's a gift you can take it! It's all yours! A fanfic or art inspired by this little story would be nice, if you make it please share it on Tumblr, and put a lot of tags! So I can find it!-

Wow, a lot of love was put into this ask, anon! Thanks so much for sharing, if anyone wants to adopt this concept, please do ♡♡♡

[wcstlcys]

Westley Thorn - Reapers - Enforcer

( PENN BADGLEY. THIRTY THREE. MALE. HE/HIM. ) in texas, WESTLEY THORN is known to most as WEST. they have been riding with the reapers for FIFTEEN YEARS. they’re originally from STRATFORD and the ENFORCER is known to be very CALLOUS & RECKLESS but the other club members will tell you they are INTREPID & DEVOTED as the years go by, they’ve gained a lot of respect in the club and around town. they’re usually at GOTTI AUTOBODY , working as a MECHANIC. they rarely ever drive a car but when they do I NEVER TOLD YOU WHAT I DID FOR A LIVING by MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE is usually heard blasting. ( A CRUEL AND CROOKED SMILE, BLOODIED KNUCKLES THAT NEVER HEAL, AN UNDYING LONELINESS. ) [ june. 28. gmt+2. she/her. ]

Tw for abandonment, mentions of violence, and a garbage mans

✘ Westley grew up raising himself, his parents far too focused on furthering their careers than raising their son. He wasn't planned, nor entierly wanted, but having children was the norm. He had no siblings or knew his extended family. The older West got, the less he'd see his parents. By the time he was old enough to cook for himself, they only showed face after dinner if he was lucky.

✘ West formed a sense of loneliness, something that never truly ever vanished. He didn't know what it was like to belong, to feel loved. He gravitated towards anything that would give him attention. He was lost, desperate for a sense of belogning.

✘ Westley was sixteen when he first saw the reapers, the way they rode together in a pack, sparked the first thing he ever wanted in life. Nothing else mattered, he wanted that patch on his back and the family that came with it. He barely passed high school, his only goal to join the club. He tried to befriend anyone he could and by the time he was eighteen, he was a hangaround.

✘ At twenty-one, West was finally able to prospect. His devotion was concerning at times, giving up anything and everything he had to simply belong. He did whatever was asked of him with little to no fuss, learning to fix up bikes and following every order given to him. By the time he was twenty three, he finally made it, he was a patched member. It was the first time he truly felt happy.

✘ His devotion did not falter once he was patched in, only growing stronger and stronger. Westley kiced, breathed, and bled as a reaper. His club was the only thing he cared about.

✘ Westley's loyalty is deadly, willing to put anything on the line for his club. He's been in fights, committed felonies, gone to jail and landed himself in the hospital all in the name of the reapers.

✘ Westley's commitment meant he was content with dying for the club, which is why he became an enforcer. His life was only ever meant to be a reaper, and his death would be the same. The protection of his members is his priority, especially those higher ranked than him.

✘ Ironically enough, despite his loyalty, West has commitment issues when it comes to his relationships. He doesn't trust anyone unless they have a reaper on their back. His relationships often fail, West is unable to ever fully commit himself. He can be toxic, emotionally unavailable, and distant. He sleeps around a lot in an attempt to fill the void.

✘ Overall, he's fun. He's reckless, down to throw himself into any fight. He's sarcastic, unable to take himself seriously outside of club business.

✘ Westley currently has a partner, but their relationship is very rocky. If you ask either of them, they're both single. They fool around with others at times as well. However, they cling to each other and are otherwise inseparable. It's complicated, and he isn't one to talk about it. ( cassiopeia johnson )

( BASICS )

𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥  𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 - westley thorn

𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞  -  west

𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦  - penn badgley

𝐚𝐠𝐞  - thirty three

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  - male

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬  -   he / him / his

𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲  -    biromantic / bisexual

𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧  - wrath

𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞  -    stratford

𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 -   mechanic at gotti’s autobody

affiliation  -   reapers

rank -   enforcer

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬  - loneliness, betrayal, abandonment, love.

𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐬  - gap in front teeth, fidgeting with rings when nervous, sarcastic humour, compulsive smoker, refuses to drive a car, permanently scarred knuckles

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭  - chaotic neutral

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬  -  devoted, intrepid, reckless, callous

𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬  -  a cruel and crooked smile, bloodied knuckles that never heal, and undying loneliness 

[2003daredevil]

Right so I was super surprised when it was Ben Hawthorne of all the kids who ran off after the alien ball but then it occurs to me what that sort of means about his character. He was brave enough to run headfirst into the woods about something exciting and then (maybe because of being the first one caught) he was tortured and experimented on regularly for decades with no direct memory of it, only a vague feeling of dread. All of this time, with no support outside of D'arcy because his family are at the very least emotionally distant, flat out abusive at worst. And Mike mentioned he took over from a Sheriff Hawthorne! A parent or other family member so even if he could remember there was no one he could tell! Yeah some of his anxiety is innate or due to his family but he really went from brave enough to run after the mysterious light to terrified of everyone and everything including his wife.

My alternate explanation for "why Ben" is that he too was once one of the Grey's projects like Robert was. I mean they were taken to the same place. Maybe even also being a hybrid? Maybe it's a little out there but he did mention that in his dream his leg hurts (the chip is in his ankle) and his family are the ones standing around him. Now it could be that theyre just that terrible he imagines them in place of the Greys but it would be on brand for them to have infiltrated Patience's most influential family. It also could very easily be coincidence but I wonder if Max's ability to see aliens is related to that. I kinda doubt the show would go as far as to make a character previously established as human not a human but still.

[starsomens]

Helloooo :)

I have a deep question, I think

I'm new in the Fandom, so hello. But I recently discovered that noah doesn't have any blood family anymore.i think.

Which makes me really sad.

Because, even though family can be an ass, for me, they've helped me go through a lot of tough times, and I'm very grateful for them.

I've seen that he used to live with ruffilo and I assume they are like family and Nick's family is Noah's family too, now at least. And he also has the boys he lives with and his band mates who probably support him in every way he needs.

But my question to you is: do you think, when he gets a girlfriend ( that he pictures his future with, marry and blah blah) he'll be emotionally dependent on her? Because in a way, and on his head, she'll be his only family....

I feel like he had to become super tough and strong emotionally because he had to grew up super fast and for the family members he lost, and he had to also protect his heart from the outside world.

But do you think once he gets that girlfriend, he'd become more "free" and dependent emotionally on her? More vulnerable for sure ( they'd be dating after all ahaha) but more care free, put his whole trust and heart on her hands ?

Sorry for the deep feelings ,so heavy I know ahahaha

But yeah, bye now, love your blog :)

So for starters welcome!!!! I hope you have fun here and don’t be shy to ask questions! I love deep convos! Again welcome!

So no, it tends to be very private about his life so I did to learn some information when I was new to phantom and how he kind of doesn’t have any blood related family at least that we know of, but he would still rather have that kept private and kind of separated from the fandom so I like “Stopped trying to find out more about him”

But I believe in some interviews he has said that he’s going to therapy to help deal with his emotions more so I think personally that he tends to be a little emotionally distant due to his past, and what he has been through, but in a way, I think he will have some kind of attachment to whoever he is with in some way shape or form. There should be other people on here that know more than me since I got into them around last August or so. Kinda looking for information and kind of just focused on whatever he from his own mouth because it’s coming from him you know what I mean

[byghostface]

Nika + family members headcanons

↑Some notes and my HCs about Nika & Her family's appearance I drew/wrote back in 2022

-Grandfather

Regret about his past.

Doted on both granddaughters and called them "sweetie /sweetheart".

With his wife, don't weird out and scared by Nika's obsession with death, and indulge her behavior (they think Nika is just curious and feisty).

Bedridden when Nika was around 7-8 years old, rarely interacted with her since then. Especially when he needs to be at the hospital to monitor his health often.

Over time Nika grew more distant from her grandfather, only having some vague memory of the moments they had spent together.

Use to patch up Nika's destroyed plushies and toys.

-Grandmother

Having natural dark Hair.

Doted on granddaughters and called them "sweetie /sweetheart" the same as her husband, and called Nika "My little victory", Mila "My dearest" (sometimes their mom called them that too)

Passed away when Nika was 7 years old (Mila around age 9-10).

Nika has good memories of her but it's becoming vague as she grew up.

Loves to gifted candies and homemade sweets to granddaughters.

Both girls got the dark hair atavistic inheritance from their grandmother, and Nika had inherited some of the facial features as well.

-Elder sister: Mila (hc age- 2~3 years older than Nika)

Think Nika is annoying and attention-seeking most of the time.

Disgust by Nika's obsession with death since they were little. Blame her little sister's obsession with death for the reason that attracts/brings bad luck into the house (their grandparents dying).

Often verbally belittle/disapprove of Nika and her behaviors.

Exclude Nika when she is playing with her friends (her friends don't like Nika too).

Give up her toys to Nika to make her less pestering but failed.

Looks more like her father and mother.

Worried about things and gets anxious easily like her mother.

Emotionally affected by things, incidents, and surroundings more easily than Nika (cried when grandpa died, "She was always a bit more on the… soft side. Naive"-Nika's description of Mila in Batman & Robin 2023 #7).

Getting frustrated with how their mother would change the house rules to fit Nika's needs.

Prideful and hard work in her school studies, likes to gain approval from her parents and seniors elders.

Try to be a responsible big sister (oftentimes depending on her mood and situation).

Like to sing and go to the choir with Nika. Because they both get praised a lot for being earnest and good singers.

Really upset about losing her grandparents.

Terrified of the idea of not living/being not existing. Like to know her importance in living.

(She may have connected with death like Nika but is actually repressed/terrified by it, and seeing Nika so obsessed with it makes Mila feel really repulsive thus taking it out on Nika, making death associated with her little sister more instead of herself.)

-Nika

Tried to share her interests with her sister but always got rejected (aside from music-related topics).

She is resilient about it (sharing her obsession with death to her sister) for a long period of her childhood.

Love to "kill" her plushies and toys, then learn to patch them up by herself after grandpa is not in the house to do it for her anymore.

Later on realized her sister's distaste towards her, and her parents' disagreements about her. She was becoming closed off and less responsive to her family, and taking more interest in drawing to distract herself.

Keeping herself busy with the things she likes (hobbies— death theme, drawing, singing) to avoid/suppress negative emotions in life.

Feeling the pressure the grandfather's hospital condition has put on the family, sometimes thinking he's better off dead (peacefully).

Despite her obsession with death, she doesn't like the idea of suicide. She may have some suicidal thoughts or fake imagined scenarios but never commits them, because that's not what she wants her life and death to be (passive suicidal ideation). These hidden passive thoughts change greatly after meeting Damian on Lazarus Island.

Looks more like her grandmother and her mother, and looks really similar to Mila when she was little.

-Father

Most of the day is at work, rarely at home.

Think Nika is nothing but a troubled kid, unlike his good-manner elder daughter.

Often at the hospital take care of his father, and let his wife take charge of the kids.

Impact by his mother's passing, and later his father's condition. His mood is not very stable.

The source of living income of the household. Manage all the finances in the house and inheritance of his parent's property (under a lot of financial stress).

-Mother

Housewife, spends a lot of time with her children.

Love to nurture her garden and teach the plants and flowers knowledge to Nika who is interested in making her little playground graveyard in the yard pretty.

Worried about Nika's obsession with death and scared for Nika as the obsession progresses as she grows up.

Setting the house rules for the girls, so it would be fair and easy to discipline them. But it's really difficult with Nika, because she is more "adventurous" compared to the elder daughter.

Struggling to get Mila and Nika to make peace/behave toward each other, and it gets worse as the two sisters grow older(her husband is not helping by favoring Mila more).

Need to do some part-time jobs in later years to support the family and father-in-law's hospital bills.

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Nika + family members hcs．Nika + family (dynamic) hcs

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Idk why, but I just really want some Legend and Flora bonding. Like, I subscribe to the 'Legend is related to Fable' theory because that's good angst and also has some hilarious implications about him and Sky, but adding to it, if I can also see it as something that he could connect to Flora over.

Legend is by far the most accomplished and experienced hero in the chain, but also that's juxtapositioned as him being the most defensive and having the most emotionally painful failures. Objectively, the only member of the chain to have lost more than Legend is Wild. But where Wild can trust that the future will be bright even with those losses, through 'Rulie, Legend KNOWS his accomplishments will ultimately lead to the darkest timeline and anything he does to make like better will not last.

On the flip side, Flora has lived a life of sacrifice and duty and has suffered more than any other Zelda has. Her life 100 years ago was full of shame, disappointment, and the pressure of the upcoming apocalypse and knowledge everyone is counting on her. She felt useless and like a failure, and ultimately, while she stopped the calamity, it came at a heavy cost, and she lost her friends and family. All she had left of that time was Wild, who remembered nothing, and the Sheikah, most of whom knew her personally, were already elderly. And then there's the sacrifices she made in TOTK.

I just would like for someone to address that if Legend is Sky's decendant, then that means he is a distant relative to Flora and how both of them have lived such different yet tragic lives and bond over it because you can bet Flora has some resentment with Hylia and Legend is canonically bitter over being dragged to so many adventures.

Hmm, I mean, I too ascribe to the “Legend and Fable are related” theory because I want to see some variety in the nature of the Link & Zelda dynamic across the games, so that’s an interesting set of observations!

I don’t know enough about all the Links to say Legend is the second most tragic one. But his Koholint issue definitely was hard, and clearly still bothers him. He likely has a lot of wounds on his heart from his many adventures! As for BotW Zelda, gosh yes poor girl has had it rough. I’m not sure I’d say she has it the hardest - she’s probably tied with OoT Zelda, honestly. The Adult Timeline one. Like… I could rant about that Zelda a lot. I love her. She’s my favorite. But that’s not the point of this ask so I won’t lol.

You are right that, with that theory, Flora and Legend would be distantly related, which is neat! :D They could no doubt bond over the heartache of their failures, but I feel like Legend would rather try to focus on the positive and how to rebuild. Flora is far more melancholy, he’d probably be the one to try to help raise her spirits on the matter.

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Thinking about Vox’s relationship with his mom/his parents in general.

Winnie had been an actress all her life. She’d always dreamt of being famous and had some success within her troupe, but never really managed to become known. She had Vox/Vaughn later than most of women of the time, and as he grew, she could feel her chances of success fading away as she grew older. When she began to notice their son’s potential as a performer, she transferred her hopes for herself onto him. If she couldn’t become famous, then she’d make sure her beautiful little boy attained it instead!

Winnifred was a very affectionate mother, at least superficially. She would hold Vaughn when he was little, give him cuddles, and tell him what a perfect, handsome, talented little boy he was. But she was also volatile and neglectful. Whenever Vaughn would be defiant or even just reluctant to do as she said, she’d immediately break out the emotional blackmail. She tried so hard to give him everything he needed to be successful, and now he was throwing it all back in her face! What a lazy, ungrateful child! He must actually hate her! When he was younger, Vaughn would be scared and hurt by his mother’s accusations, apologizing and doing as she said. However, as he grew up, he recognized this manipulation tactic and stopped being emotionally impacted by it (although he usually still obeyed since arguing just wasn’t worth the effort).

Additionally, despite her physical affection, she and her husband had a tendency to leave their young son alone for extended periods of time while they worked or networked with other industry members. When he was little, Vaughn had believed that his parents were just doing what was best for him and was desperate for their praise and approval. By the time of his injury, he knew they only ever saw him as an object.

Winnifred was the more involved parent back when they were touring with the Vaudeville company. She took care of Vaughn while William, her husband, took care of the business side of things. She taught Vaughn everything she knew about the performing arts and held him to the same standards she held herself to. She wasn’t an unkind teacher, but she was incredibly thorough, often making him practice for hours on end until he perfected whatever they were working on that day. Between the hours of rehearsal and the way she always hovered over him whenever they were out, doing all the talking, Vaughn began to feel smothered by her. Of course, that all changed once he got injured.

It was like a switch flipped when it became clear that Vaughn’s stage career was over. His parents, who had once treated him like their golden goose, were suddenly cold and distant. His father was bitterly disappointed they’d invested so much time and money into him for nothing, and was resentful that Vaughn had “chosen” to uproot all three of their careers right as the Great Depression hit. His mother was heartbroken that the stage career she had envisioned for her son (for herself) would no longer be possible and equally bitter about the timing of the accident. Vaughn saw less and less of his parents and eventually grew accustomed to simply not telling them anything, handling everything by himself. On one hand, he was glad to no longer have them ordering him around at all times; on the other, it still hurt, no longer receiving even superficial love from his parents.

Once Vaughn had grown up, his parents regained interest in him again. They were proud of him for going off to college and were delighted when he married a girl from a rich, influential family. Neither of them ever realized that they’d done anything wrong or that their son was just barely tolerating them until he could go off on his own and make something of himself. Winnie in particular believed that their “close relationship” when he was a child would translate into continued affection in adulthood. It did not. Her perfect, adorable little boy grew up into a perfect, handsome man who went off to chase success in a new field that she didn’t understand, and, for some reason, she wasn’t there for any of it. He must’ve been simply too busy with his new career to ever reach out to the two of them. Yes, that must be it.