#(he doesn't know that it's a fancy ritual wine! what does he know!)

[cattewife]

thinking about,,, drunk sneezes

not only the possibility of sensitivity to wine/etc itself but just. the alcohol fuzziness meaning maybe they let a sneeze creep up on them without noticing, and the lack of inhibitions meaning they let it out without any shame they may usually have..... maybe even being more dramatic than usual, louder, bending at the waist, dazed after.... accepting care they may usually deny because they are drunk and happy and vulnerable

[mncxbe]

How do u think the bsd guys would help out if they had a daughter who started her first period?

Omg this is so sweet I cannot. I assumed that the daughter didn't know much about periods so I hope it's ok. The characters were also randomly chosen so if y'all want me to add anyone else lmk. Enjoy♡♡

First period◇

𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒃𝒔𝒅 𝒙 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: good vibes/ silly/ fatherhood

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𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊

let's start off with our favourite glazed donut

this man knows about periods and what to do when his daughter gets one

if his partner isn't at home, he definitely calms her down and teaches her how to use a pad

Dazai is a goofy dad, so he surely makes little comments and affectionately calls his daughter "little ketchup packet", but if she has cramps he will be serious about it

brings her painkillers and something warm to put on the tummy and then tucks her in

9.5/10 overall experience

𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒚𝒂

oh he knows what to do

still gets quite anxious when his daughter announces that she got her period

if she's really scared or stressed he tries to comfort her but ends up getting frustrated

Mr. fancy hat will teach his daughter how to use a tampon but he's not 100% sure he's doing the right thing

the two of them sit on the bathroom floor while Chuya's trying to read the prescription for painkillers (the text is too small and he gets angry cuz he cannot read properly sjsksksk)

surely opens a bottle of wine after the whole deal is done

8.6/10 experience

𝑨𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊

he panics a whole lot, more than his daughter even

immediately calls his partner and googles advice on how to deal with a first period

after two mental breakdowns he's ready to help: brings her sweets, buys her pads and they watch yt videos on how to properly use them

he's really gentle and does his best to reassure her and make her feel comfortable

8/10 experience

𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂

let's be honest he knows about periods, after all he has a sister

but he has no idea how to take care of someone who just got their period

he just simply stands there with a blank expression on his face, lowkey trying to suppress his anxiety before calling his partner or sister to ask for advice

he does offer to make her tea and watch a movie with her

uses Rashomon to get the things she needs from different rooms so she doesn't have to move too much

overall a 7.8/10 cuz he doesn't really know how to comfort her

𝑶𝒅𝒂

he's so chill about it

having brought up a number of kids already, he knows how to deal with his daughter's first period

teaches her all she needs to know + extra self care tips

Oda would make her stay in bed all day if the cramps are painful; brew her tea and bring sweets

offers to read or tell her stories to distract her from the pain

10/10 experience

𝑲𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒂

this man loves his schedules; anything that's out of the ordinary makes him spiral

that's why when his daughter called him at work, saying that she just got her first period and doesn't know what to do, he kinda panics for a second

nonetheless he quickly makes his way home and does his best to comfort her

after that, he explains the whole situation and shows her how to put on a pad, what medicine to take and teaches her tips on how to deal with cramps

9/10 experience cuz he gets too anxious

𝑭𝒚𝒐𝒅𝒐𝒓

just like Akutagawa, he doesn't really know how to deal with periods

he probably gives his daughter a nasty look at first like why does she expect him to help?

but still he explains the whole biology of it and reassures her that it's a normal phenomenon

makes her tea and, if she has cramps, attempts to take her mind off of the sharp pain, but ends up mentioning blood rituals that Russians used to practice💀

7.6/10 experience (bonus points if he asks his partner for advice)

𝑻𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒖

he is utterly dumbfounded

asks his wife for advice; goes to buy her pads if there aren't any at home

he's lowkey proud that his daughter is growing up so fast

if she mentions cramps he surely prepares her a strange concoction that he swears will help ease the pain (it doesn't)

8.6/10 experience; he's really sweet and caring

𝑭𝒖𝒌𝒖𝒛𝒂𝒘𝒂

he reacts so well

buys her those silly books about puberty, y'all know what I'm talking about

I'm pretty sure that Fukuzawa would own cat if he were to settle down, so he gently places it on his daughter's abdomen if she has cramps

"Oh, I heard that the frequency of a cat's purr has healing properties. I thought that maybe it could help you."

really gentle and caring; brews her tea or coffee, whatever she needs

also cancels his plans for the day and stays at home in order to make sure she's alright

10/10 experience

[meltedbluecaterpillar]

Olfactophilia

QUARTET NIGHT - HE★VENS

TW FOR SEMI SUGGESTIVE CONTENT! These are my personal headcanons on what I think the idols would wear. You do not have to agree with me. I just dislike how Broccoli always gives their character merch scents like; apple or lavender. They are adult men in an entertainment industry. They usually get promotional items so I think that they have preferences... But I also have a thing for exploring the world around me with my nose first. I hope you enjoy.

Quick explanation; top notes, middle notes, and base notes are the length of how long the scent will last when applied. Top notes; 5 - 15 minutes / Middle notes; 1 hour / Base notes; Max of 6 hours

Otoya Ittoki

God of Fire by Stéphane Humbert Lucas Unisex Cologne Around 200 USD // 29,896 Yen

I chose this particular cologne based on my personal views and how I see Otoya Ittoki. Usually for character merch he has a very delicate and gentle smelling item (lavender usually) but I personally do not think it fits him. Especially now that he is a fiery adult! Do I think he would actually spend that much on cologne? Once... If he is planning to go on a special date or he has to go to a big fancy event he will have this prepared. God of Fire has the scent of smoke and embers. Imagine a wildfire that has reduced it's surroundings to ash. Otoya is a very free spirit and he is full of energy like a burning flame. He and I also share a star sign, so I know my Aries men the best. The top notes are mango, ginger, lemon and red berries (usually this is raspberries) which gives it an upper tropical and fruity smell. Middle notes; Coumarin (a grassy smell mixed with vanilla), jasmine and cedar. Making it very woodsy! And base notes have musk (this usually means fabric, soft and clean), amber, agarwood. The base notes are the raging, smoky flames that will reduce everything above to ash.

You won't be burned by Otoya, although he is much hotter than any sun...

Ren Jinguji

Triumph of Bacchus by Argos Masculine/Unisex Cologne Around 250 USD // 37,370 Yen

Ren usually will have citrus as his scent. Oranges... But I think that is overplayed. Allow me to entice you my little lost lambs!~! This cologne is designed to seduce. And Ren is also a nepobaby so I don't think he looks at prices very much? As long as it is something he truly wants. And what he wants is to charm you out of your clo- I mean... Take you on a date... And fun fact, Bacchus is one of the twelve Olympians and he is the god of wine making, fertility, ritual madness, theater, and 'religious ecstasy'. Catch my drift? The top notes are Rum, white peach, green apple and saffron which are nice and fruity!~! Middle notes are tonka bean, patchouli, jasmine and vetiver (it's a grassy smell with wood as well). This is where the more sexy aspect starts to really kick in especially when he hugs you tightly against his chest... The base notes are tobacco, vanilla, amber, sandalwood and musk. Tobacco (natural and unburned) is actually oddly sweet so it fits extremely well to me.

Don't lose your way little lamb, the big bad wolf might lure you in... Just kidding, it's only Ren...

Natsuki/Satsuki Shinomiya

Au Lait by Alkemia Unisex Perfume 20 USD // 2,990 Yen

Le Lion by Chanel Unisex Perfume Around 325 USD // 48,581 Yen

Natsuki is our double dipper because he is a very special case. His scent is... Pure yellow. But that reminds me of extra strength cleaner which is so horrific. I like these instead! The first one is something I think he would buy because it reminds him of bouncy fresh bread. He doesn't seem interested in prices or anything like that. Just if something is small and cute. Because it isn't a luxury brand... Fans would go insane knowing this is what he wears. It has only a few ingredients which aren't really categorized. But we have wild honey, hints of brown sugar, tonka beans and creamy milk. Some reviews say it really does smell like fresh buttery bread which I adore. The next one is technically Satsuki, but still Natsuki. But please interpret this however you want. I picked this particular fragrance for many reasons , but I won't bore you to death! Honestly... A fan probably bought this and sent it to the company PO box... The top notes are bergamot and lemon. Which is very acidic and citrusy, like a sudden jolt when you inhale. Crackle even. The middle notes are labdanum(woody smelling resin from a species of rockrose) and amber. This makes it have a very inviting and somewhat... Almost animalistic... In a good way. Kind of wild and a little... Dangerous. But it lingers around because if Natsuki is wearing it there's nothing to worry about... Right? The base notes are vanilla, patchouli, sandalwood, and musk. This is where that charm really shines through for me Natsuki wise. It's delicate and masculine, still inviting and strong just like he is.

Natsuki wishes he could hold you all the time... Satsuki has other intentions...

Cecil Aijima

Oro Verde by House of BŌ Unisex Perfume 175 USD // 26,159 Yen

Unfortunately Cecil is a victim of the green apple craze. I do not think green apple suits him at all it is such a childish thing. Something I would get at Claire's. So I choose this. Which is very simple but I also do not see Cecil as someone who would wear a lot of cologne? He doesn't want to rub stuff on his skin that isn't natural so he probably dabs this on his clothes or staff will ask to put it behind his ears/on his wrists. The top notes are bergamot, cannabis, mate- LOWER YOUR PITCHFORKS! Cannabis smell when it is unburned has an earthy scent to it. Somewhat sticky and almost like fresh cut grass. When it is burned that's when you get the skunk and garlic... Okay? Middle notes are basil, watermelon, and vetiver sables (earthy like rotten log smell). This with the light scent of lingering fruit really makes me smile it has a very fresh smell which I really like. Like the scent of your skin when you sunbathe. And finally the base notes are herbals and spices (I don't want to list off all of the plants). When they say spice that actually is in reference to black pepper! Which all together is so wonderful to smell. And Cecil is a prince so of course he smells good.

The fresh scent lingers on your clothes, just as Cecil had hoped!~!

Masato Hijirikawa

Quasar Ice by O Boticárioro Masculine Cologne 50 USD // 7,474 Yen

Of course our ice prince gets something ice themed. I did not want to give Masato something expensive like the others just because I don't think he is into luxury items. I am not suggesting the others are... I am implying that he doesn't think to hard about cologne. As long as it smells nice for a meeting he won't mind. The only issue is that this is an alcohol base so he would spray it gently... Leaving a nice fade out. No dousing... The top notes are ice (this is hard to explain but it is the molecule that allows you to smell cold air), lime, sage, and cardamom. So in other words... A store bought key lime pie! I wanted something sweet for Masato since I think he is a very sweet guy, even if he doesn't look like it. The middle notes are cedar, black pepper, bourbon geranium, and lavender. This will reminisce a nice winter walk though the forest! And the base notes are oakmoss, amber, sandalwood, and cashmere. So after your frozen pie and a chilly walk, it's like you've returned to a nice cozy cabin with him at the end of the night...

To think that even Masato could wear something so romantic...

Tokiya Ichinose

Midnight by Rawchemistry Masculine Cologne/Pheromones' 30 USD // 4,485 Yen

My original choice for Tokiya was something different. However I cannot find the original scent and nor do I think it truly fits the Tokiya that lives in my mind anymore. So, I chose this. It is also not an alcohol base which I think Tokiya would like because he is overly conscious and critical of everything he eats/wears/does. And this is technically pheromones. Not cologne. So there aren't really top, middle and base notes. Just an overall scent. And that would be; lavender, orange blossoms, patchouli and vanilla. And if you didn't know... All four of these are aphrodisiacs. The usual notes used in cologne are made in fact to attract. But these all together are made with the intent to seduce if that makes sense since there are no other ingredients to note. Is Tokiya a sexual character? No. But he is designed and written to have that form of charm without directly saying it. So that is also why I chose this. He is very confident with what he does as an idol. So... He wants you to understand that without him saying it...

Maybe there is some appeal to Tokiya after all... Just kidding...

Syo Kurusu

Sahara Rose Absolute by Habibi NY Unisex Perfume 135 USD // 20,180 Yen

So... Usually Syo will have a rose scented item. Which... I personally like a lot actually. He is a character designed to not fit into most traditionally masculine stereotypes while still being very masculine. So I chose this scent because it sort of replicates what I think his actual character scent actually is and what he would like to wear. Although I regret to inform the masses that he used to drown himself in Axe body spray... Thankfully he's grown now and he knows that shit was wack. The top notes are Turkish rose, geranium, jasmine and black currant. Very floral and very delicate which is so pleasant when it lingers. The middle notes are pink pepper, saffron, incense, and agar wood. These are spicy and semi-sweet, the balance between femininity and masculinity. The incense offering a powdery-ness that makes it not overwhelming. And finally the base notes are musk, sandalwood, vetiver, and amber. Very sensual at the end, and again not overpowering. I love the balance it has personally and this one was my 'absolute' favorite.

Even though Syo is so strong... He still leaves that rose colored hue behind...

[haven-of-dusk]

For @orbitalpirate , the Richard is a self-taught/self-made Parisian theory/headcanon. It was way too long to fit into replies alone, so here it is. (Also a good chunk of it is copy-pasted from another time I wrote all this up, so forgive if the format gets janked)

Richard, as noted by a friend of mine who lived in France (in multiple areas, not just one location) for a few months, acts in many ways like a stereotypical Parisian (or Parisien if you want to use the French word), which is a significant distinction from most of the rest of France from what I can learn from osmosis having not actually been there myself. Such to the point that my friend was actually shocked to learn Richard wasn't from Paris since he seemed to fit well into that mold. When we were talking about it, I was reminded that from early on I had gotten kinship vibes from Richard and Colin, especially after the ritual sacrifice scene, but I couldn't put my finger on why since they seem to just be friends, with no more significant connection than Colin has to, say, Bumbercatch, or Jan Maas, or even Sam.

With this new bit of information though, a theory formed in my head that Richard, to an extent, is performatively Parisian as a method of social camouflage. Similar to Colin driving expensive cars because he feels that's kind of a social expectation of him, seemingly not because he actually desires the fancy cars on any deep emotional level, it seems possible that Richard adopted certain mannerisms, behaviors, and interests to better fit in with not only a local environment he'd probably need to interact with regularly as a professional footballer, but also an international audience that would be used to a certain type of 'Frenchness'. He does seem to genuinely enjoy his wine collection and his other interests of that sort, but I'd be curious to know if their origin was rooted in social expectations rather than something he just generated on his own.

For a couple more possible links, the sand, while it being from the first time he ever slept with a supermodel is played as a joke (rightfully, it is quite funny), his emotional reaction suggests the action DID mean something significant to him (read: perhaps an acceptance into a 'higher' social standing? Similar to how Rupert tried to set Nate up with a supermodel?). Plus his playstyle, known typically as the team's trickster, masterful faker, and for one episode extreme warrior with zero fear, demonstrates a different side to his personality beyond the composed charmer (also demonstrated in the Amsterdam episode when he was out for blood in the pillow fight).

So to bring this back to the religious trauma bit, if he associates Catholicism with his 'past' life that he doesn't like acknowledging because he feels he's made himself a better person, then relapsing occasionally but mostly drifting away from it tracks. And yet at the same time, he may feel guilty for rejecting so much of his old life, especially considering the lengths he's gone to. That could even lead into some identity crisis stuff where the persona he's built and the old life he pushes away are both not the real him, and he's left to wonder if there IS a real him anymore.

That got existential, point is I've probably put way too much thought into this. And also Richard needs hugs and kisses and maybe some hot chocolate from Jan.

[fizzyghosts]

2 and 11 for all of them and thennnn 31 for Sabien, 24 for Samson and 34 for Rosemary :3c

2. What is your OC’s birthsign? Does it affect the way they live their life?

Sabien was born under the ritual. Discovering his aptitude with the undead at a young age might have been what turned him down the path of necromancy. He's rather happy with his birthsign :3c

Samson was born under the ritual as well. He unfortunately has mixed feelings over it due to his status as a former worm cult member and he usually tells everyone he was born under the lover instead.

Rosemary was born under the serpent. He's a liar and loves messing with people so he likes to make up facts about the sign to trick anyone he can. Since its such a slippery(lol) sign, I imagine he can get away with quite a bit.

11. What does your OC's daily/nightly schedule look like? Do they have any routines?

Sabiens schedule tends to be a bit all over the place. He's always been a bit scatterbrained, but it's gotten worse since he's aquired Umbra, so imagine giving a hamster caffeine and letting it loose and you've got Sabiens daily life.

He does have two consistent routines. The first is waking up before his traveling companions and taking a few minutes to crouch beside each of them and stare, just to make sure they're still breathing. He has pages in his journal dedicated to describing what he'll do with their bodies if they do stop breathing, which he did make them read because he's a nice necromancer who cares about their opinions. The second is watching his companions fall asleep. Sabien knows death well but it doesn't stop him from fearing that his friends will be taken from him if he looks away.

Samson schedule when he's traveling is usually a variation of Travel at night -> camp briefly to make potions -> explore town/make a plan for the day in the early morning when most are still asleep -> sell potions/repair gear/shop once things are open -> find odd jobs around town -> complete those -> head to the tavern for dinner then repeat. He's a light sleeper and doesn't sleep all at once, prefering to just nap throughout the day.

Rosemarys daily schedule is forced upon him by his students. They're students from the college of winterhold who found out that the missing alchemy teacher lives in morthal and they camped in front of his door until he agreed to do his job, so most of his day revolves around dragging them on adventures to find alchemy ingredients, teaching them alchemy, and making them sell they make so he doesnt have to do it. He does have a very elaborate bedtime routine that he does late at night that no one is allowed to interrupt and it involves a fancy bath, a million skin care products, wine, and soft pajamas. His self care routine is occasionally ruined by having to turn into a werewolf for a bit 🙄

31. Your OC is packing for a day-long trip on the road. What is in their travel bag?

Sabiens travel bag is bread, a knife, a journal, an extra pair of clothes, sock puppets, writing utensils, and his necromancy stuff(embalming equipment etc) mixed with his alchemy equipment. He tries to pack fairly light so he never has to take it off since he's gotten yelled at quite a few times for returning empty handed because he put his bag down and forgot where he put it.

24. What moral boundaries does your OC have? Have they ever crossed them? What happened?

Samson is meant to be a huge hypocrite and his moral boundaries reflect that. How he feels and reacts to something depends on how he's feeling that day. Murder and thievery is crossing a boundary, unless he doesn't know or like the person or a friend tells him its fine. Necromancy is crossing a boundary, unless the necromancer is himself or a friend of his or even just someone who talks to him before anyone against Necromancy does that day. He's like that with every topic, and its both a blessing and a curse. It makes him an obnoxious person to be around (especially when paired with his refusal to take accountability for his own actions), but, as the vestige, it also makes it easier for him to deal with the daedra and make difficult decisions in the moment and not regret them.

That being said, if he does cross a boundary on a day he considers it bad, his reaction is to refuse to admit to it and blame others for his actions. Its always someone else and not him. But the memory lingers in the back of his mind for weeks after no matter how hard he tries to not think about it.

34. Your OC feels that they are about to die. What are their last words, and to whom do they speak them to?

Rosemary's last words are him begging for forgiveness. They're spoken to Rumarin, but the words aren't meant for him. They're meant for Sinderion, someone long dead by the time Rosemary faces his own mortality. Rosemary had let grief and anger ruin their relationship all those years ago and he wishes he could go back in time and tell him he's sorry, and that he'll be a better son.

[fablewritesnonsense]

Medicine and Repair for Fallout OC asks? :)

Oh jeez!! Thanks so much for the ask! I was definitely not expecting any interaction when I reblogged that 😂

I do have a good number of OCs tho so I'm just gonna cut it down to my POV characters

Medicine

16. How does your character tolerate pain? How do they handle stress and trauma?

Bentley can handle pain just fine. They can handle stress just fine. Trauma? Nah bruh, they need an emotional support dog and two husbands to get through that shit.

Asher is a dramatic baby because they know Danse will absolutely drop everything to nurse them, even though pain really doesn't bother them. They can handle stress just fine... Until Danse is involved. And they understand the concept that they've gone through traumatic events, but it barely registers with them. Tho they really need some therapy if I'm being real.

Richard handles stress and pain beautifully. He is epically and legendarily bad at handling trauma. His inability to handle trauma is literally the entire reason that Nuclear Family even happened 😂

Gin's pain tolerance is variable, but no matter what she tends to be dramatic about her pain. Handles stress like a goddamn champ- she thinks. Ask her brother and he'll say otherwise. Trauma? She can handle it, she's just gonna be dramatic about it first

17. Does your character have any habits? Any tics, fixations, rituals, superstitions, or dependencies?

I wasn't gonna include Bentley until I saw ✨dependencies✨. Yeah they're dependent on the emotional support from MacCready and Hancock (even when they were only platonic) to help them function in this new strange world. Other than that? They may or may not go to wine to help distract themself.

Idk if fixation is meant as hyperfixation, but you put Asher anywhere near a scrap pile and their inner Scav will pop out. They definitely got in trouble for disappearing into junkyards while on mission and reappearing two hours later covered in gunk with an apron filled with goodies.

Richard has a habit? Tic? Ritual? Of tracing the constellations at night if he's on the road now.

Gin's a smoker. 'Nough said.

18. What's something that always makes your character feel better (physically, emotionally, mentally)?

Hugs always make Bentley feel better. Especially from Duncan. Baby hugs just bring them peace.

Asher always feels better after a smooch. Lil Danse smooch.

Richard is where the Fancy Lad Cakes quirk comes from. You give him a box of those and he will solidly forget anything was wrong as long as those snack cakes last.

You'd think Gin's answers would be a cigarette. But actually it's running. Specifically from X. It's like a fun little game of chase that gives her something else to focus on, and when he catches her she's up high.

Repair

22. What is your character's single most handy trait or skill?

Because Bentley is such an emotional and traumatized person, they're easily underestimated. They figured out early that because they seem so frail, people let their guard down when going after them.

I mentioned this early on in NF, but Danse credits Asher for his continued survival. Anything they upgrade becomes a fuckin legendary item. BOS folks like up to beg them to Midas Touch their shit.

Richard didn't become a Captain over nothing. He's a strategist. He's a big ol' himbo, but when it comes to tackling dungeons hideouts, there's nobody better to have with you.

Gin is a fucking deadeye with any manual or semi-automatic firearm. Good to have if you're running low on rangers, can nail a ragstag through the eye at ranges that would put MacCready to shame.

23. How concerned is your character with practicality? Are they more down-to-earth, grounded, or focused on necessity, or are they more of a dreamer, indulgent, or reckless?

Bentley is very down to earth. They have anxious tendencies but most of their concerns dig them further down than into the clouds.

Asher's so fucking indulgent and reckless. They sneak away from their tanks and stalk strangers across a strange area for a wellness check for fucks sake.

Richard's very focused on necessity, though he's very much a dreamer if he has even the faintest reason to be romantic.

Gin's like Asher. Girl hopped out of a hiding to antagonize a bunch of raiders and then almost toppled off a cliff until X intervened.

24. How quick is your character to forgive? Are they able to earn forgiveness from others easily?

Bentley's very quick to forgive most people, and even faster to earn forgiveness.

Asher is a very spiteful creature. There's a small handful of people who they don't hold grudges with as a rule. Everyone else the will hold a grudge to their grave. This tends to go in both directions.

Richard forgives easy... Earning it tends to be harder tho.

Gin is the opposite of Asher. Forgives easily for most, but if you're in that one percent it's fuckin grudge city. But people tend to forgive her easier because she's got chronic baby face and people assume she's a tweenager.

If anyone saw this and finds any of these characters interesting...

Bentley is my Sole Survivor and the main character of Lost in the Commonwealth.

Asher, Richard, and Gin are from Nuclear Family. Asher is a Scav turned BOS Proctor. Richard is an army hero turned BOS Knight/Minuteman. And Gin is a lawyer turned Railroad Heavy.

[lovely-oh-so-lovelyyui]

Entrapture

Kou & Subaru

Minor nsfw, pining, headcanons

Definition of a cruel summer fling

They didn't even expect it to happen, I mean yeah both were into the pulling ponytails for a love language thing but they're oblivious

It was honestly borderline crazy

They'd be all in each others face then wait for the first chance of privacy to make out

Neither knew how to feel, all they knew was it felt good and the other looked so so pretty

Very needy, bite marks neither meant for feeding or fighting decorated them, simply marking each other up would get them going

Kou would float around seeing what buttons he could push to get a reaction, his favourites were when subaru acknowledged him in public especially in front of his brothers

He hated being kept a secret but it was satisfying when subaru admitted to his family he saw him as his best friend, not the complete truth but close enough

Would literally spend the night and waltz into breakfast like it was normal, left reiji flabbergasted because he had to give up his breakfast

Thinks it's funny to decorate Subaru's coffin with hello kitty stickers

Laito gets on a whole new plane of competitive on family game nights, gives out shovel talk

They'll go on long drives all night, without saying anything to each other but their pinkies will be linked

Will look at the stars in the country side of some villa Subaru got in his inheritance wrapped up in each others arms

Or will sit together in some fancy hotel kou booked with the entire wall just a window, watching the skyline as kou gets high and Subaru drinks wine trying to ignore the smell

The first couple of nights they'd slept together they keep it quiet, like it would be taboo to make any sounds. It's almost like a ritual then jealous sex gets in the way and they're snarling at each other trying to prove a point.

Kou literally flirts in a deliberate way in front of him, subaru nearly strangled him because communication is just not their thing

Kou isn't any better, he wakes up one morning in Subaru's coffin and finds subaru in the windowsill looking at the roses. It took him forever to convince Subaru to show him his room. Anyways Subaru walks over to the dresser and sprays the boquet by his bedside with perfume, and kou things it's so cute until he realizes it's a woman's perfume and it's obviously very old and nearly about to finish.

Kou gets suspicious fast, but he wants to lure Subaru out first and asks of that's his perfume, and subaru says yeah obviously kou can tell he's lying. Now he's trying to figure out why he would lie, still trying to joke around he asks if it's some special ladies for him to be carrying it around.

Subaru thinking he's still messing about goes something like that, now kou's furious he grabs Subaru's dagger and holds it to his neck

"Now subaru-chan that's not very nice is it, trying to make me jealous. Who was she? Some pureblood vampire beau of yours? You really cared about her huh?"

Literally starts seeing red when subaru laughs at him, doesn't calm down until he explains it was his mother's

Obviously does a full sweep of Subaru's room once he goes to get them breakfast to make sure any female belongings are his mom's

Still tells Yuma they're just "messing" about at family dinner though

Would take subaru to backstage shows, and subaru would watch him get dressed up. The first time Subaru allowed the stylists to put eyeliner on him kou went feral.

Literally hangs off Subaru in public, Subaru always has a hand around his wrist where pulse is or around the back of his neck

Subaru loves tucking his head into the nook under kou's chin

Shu knows

Everyone finds out after him

First time they fucked they both got home and took really long showers trying to pretend it was in the moment thing.

It was not

They never did make it official verbally got each other promise necklaces tho, the hearts can only be opened with the key the other has

[ahjustroza]

Last Legacy Headcanon

💤Sleeping Together💤

(SFW)

Kind of a self insert type of headcanon. So that you beautiful people can imagine yourselves in Anisa’s arms. Or wrapped by Sage’s tail. Or Felix on top of you. Pick your poison ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

✨MC is always gender neutral in this blog✨

Enjoy~

Sage

I feel like in his case you are the little spoon most nights unless you tell him otherwise

He will always face you

Not because he doesn't trust you to turn his back at you

But he has to have you within his eyesight at all times

He wraps his arms around you or lets you wrap him with your arms while he rests his head against your chest.

He is probably the one to sleep on the wall side as well

Meaning, no matter which side you turn he can still cuddle you while keeping an eye on the room, window, or door for any possible threats at night

He won't let you know tho

oh no 

He'll make sure you get your sleep without worrying about anything

He'll worry for you 

Also will make everything so causal as well, unless you ask too many questions about his sleep routine you will never know he guards you even at nights

He'll purr and wrap his tail around your leg each time

He likes to have his tail around your leg 

That way he can pull you even closer and feel your body more

Hair pets are a routine if you are willing

Kisses are also a must

He'll either kiss you on the cheek causally if you are both too tired and need to just lie down or give you longer and more sloppy kisses here and there

Playful on the bed for no one's surprise

Not always for heated follow-up moments if you catch my meaning, but romantic and intimate closeness is always there 

You two are just too comfortable with each other and can lie down any way you want

He just has to feel your presence at all times

Also Sage is a light sleeper in my opinion

He has the potential to sleep like a bear but he also can intentionally sleep light as well

He'll check you each time you move away from him in your sleep

Either with his hands or by opening his eyes slightly

When you wake up for the bathroom or to grasp water he'll sit upright and look where you are going

Maybe ask you half asleep where you go in the middle of the night and if you don't answer he'll get up and follow you to see what you are up to

And he doesn't like walking around half asleep

Some nights he'll hold your arm and make you lay back down and grab you a glass of water himself 

You two are way too comfortable 

You won't mind if he purrs too loud in his sleep or throws one leg on you in his sleep

He also won't mind even if you sleep on top of him, take all the space in bed to yourself, or even drool in your sleep

He also won't mind morning hair or morning breath

He'll kiss you good morning and beg you to make/find breakfast every morning 

Anisa

She actually cares for your sleep schedule a lot more than you do

Anisa is not like the controlling and then lecturing you for not getting enough sleep kind

She instead gives attention to how energic you wake up after long or short sleep every day and calculate how much sleep you need in her head 😌

Everyone's body works differently, some needs more than 8 hours of sleep while others are fine with only 4 hours of sleep

If you sleep less than her she'll make sure to lie down beside you if you like to spend time in bed until you sleep yourself 

She enjoys your company in any way possible

While giving you your space

She'll learn your sleep habits as well

What kind of pillow do you sleep well with

Is it high or low? Hard or soft? What kind of pillowcase do you prefer?

Oh you bet she'll even change the bed with a new one if you are not comfortable with the old one 

She likes to talk to you before going to sleep in the bed too!

She mostly would like to talk about the future of you two in my opinion

Where would you go together or what new things to try...

She'll ask you many questions about your world and home

I can also picture you two just wear your most comfortable pajamas and just be yourselves and really, really enjoy each other

Your pajamas might look ridiculous but have an insane level of comfort 

Like you can wear just a random shirt with a really old coffee (or anything really, maybe soup stain? wine stain? pomegranate stains are a bitch to get rid of as well) stain that is just not going away no matter what you do 

Or you can just wear a potato bag all she cares

She is nonjudgmental 

She accepts you with your everything

And she actually likes it when you be yourself without having a need to look perfect at all times

No

She LOVES it when you just be comfortable around her 

So just be natural

Wear your ugliest socks

She'll still call you gorgeous 🥺

Ah and she'll be comfortable around you as well

She is calm around you

Like really calm

Peaceful

Safe

Her muscles are relaxed as if she were just out of a spa day

You two start off by cuddling but when you both fall asleep it is just a matter of which position do you sleep most comfortable with

She just needs to feel your presence but won't sleep on top of you as Sage does

She might like to just put her arm around your waist in her sleep or sleep close to your body without putting her arms around you

I feel like she won't take a lot of space in bed to herself either

She is good with sharing

If you are a clingy sleeper she is fine with it as well

You can sleep on top of her and she'll caress your cheek before finding herself a comfortable position while not disturbing your sleep while you're still on top of her

She might want you to make a coffee for her in the morning while she takes care of the breakfast most mornings

You are the mighty barista after all 💪

If you don't know how to cook she'll teach you so that you can surprise her with a nice breakfast one day

While she might enjoy drinking her coffee with you in bed, you are not allowed to eat in bed

Felix

Yes.

He is ✨smol and pretty✨ but definitely has the potential to take a lot of space in bed while sleeping

His bed was huge and comfy before he signs to the Starsworns too in my opinion

Filthy rich and with a big comfy bed hmmm

But I also think he will just curl in your arms too so

It is a 50/50 situation with him

You are mostly the big spoon because he is 

a bottom

yea

I don't decide the rules here

He will have a hard time getting comfy sleeping beside you early in the relationship

He is nervous for funny reasons

and adorable

He cares how he looks around you

Also, he is grown up in an almost perfectionist environment. Appearance among the upper class is always important. 

His pajamas are comfortable, most likely silk or something soft 

You have to take the first step to break the uncomfortable walls with him

It is not like Felix is pushing you away or don't want to sleep in the same bed with you

He does

But he is shy and nervous like I said 

Be casual around him, wear your most comfortable pajamas without caring how ridiculous they might look on you 

I am saying this way too much but I don't believe people wear fancy pajamas at all

If they do they belong to jail.

Wear that shirt with Spongebob print that you bought in 8th grade y'all

He'll find it reassuring but will also make comments on your pajamas

Because he is a "quick answerer"

He has a comment for everything 😌

But he'll relax after seeing you being yourself around him without worrying about how you look

Also not making comments about his bed hair or the way he sleeps will help a lot as well

Just be gentle with my sub bottom boy

Caress his hair when you hold him close

Maybe murmur a calming melody while stroking his back 

Just enjoy his presence as much as he does enjoy yours

It is all looking mesmerizing and cute. Just like straight out of a romance movie awe

Holding the love of your life in your arms and feel his warmth

Until he falls asleep.

He is a blanked hog

I am not accepting any opposite commentary about this and baby boy takes all the blanket for himself in my dreams

And you will let him as well. as I do in those dreams

hehe

No, but I am serious.

He will wrap himself with the blanket

If he could breathe easily he would put his head under the blanket as well

Felix does this so that he can feel pressure around him

Something to hold him tight all around

Blanket hogging can be a huge sign of self insecurity and fear of outside factors/ harm coming to them in a sleep state

 People that had a lot of sleep paralysis during their childhood tend to wrap their body with a blanket for the sense of security and sometimes feeling nervous even sleeping on their back

Those people usually sleep sideways or on their stomach 

Felix has traumas and a not too peaceful childhood so I believe he will unconsciously feel like he is not secure in his sleep

I also think he is a heavy sleeper unless he is napping

He is a night owl yes

but it is only half because he doesn't need too much sleep

I think he might feel nervous in the dark. Not afraid, but nervous. 

He saw a war against Lord of Shadows and lost the entire Starsworn 

He also knows necromancy and nighttime rituals

There are also many abominations and monsters in The Last Legacy universe as well. Most likely he fought many during the war

My point is, sleeping is partly torture for Felix without him knowing it

So when he got used to sleeping beside you, he started to feel alive when he woke up

His unconscious told him that he was safe with you

That you would protect him

That you will always be beside him, ready to pull him in your arms

And your scent is a calming factor for him too

He started off by getting more and more clingy with you in his sleep each night

When you hit the final/ 100th Level (the chosen barista: Felix’s hug pillow) with making Felix comfortable in his sleep, he starts sleeping in positions such as curling in your arms, tangling his legs to yours, and getting the blanked all the way up to your necks

Or if you turn your back to him in your sleep, he will sleep either pressing his back to yours and hugging the blanket at the same time or wrap an arm and leg around you with the blanket covering his entire back

On summer nights tho you will have to put your arm around him with a small space between you two to not get sweaty

Or he will not care about the heat and sleep on top of you

He mostly gets lucky with the summer breeze on top of you, but you'll feel super hot beneath his body 

Put your arm around him if you want to sleep

Either way, he wakes up looking healthier each day  

Just seeing how relaxed his shoulders look in the mornings feels heavenly for you

You are good for him

[dyker-farmer]

Ok this was supposed to be a quick draw and a description to go with, that blew into a full chapter and now it's also on Ao3 SO happy reading ig idk

I never see Shane works that don't go all in for romance nor explore the more realistic ugly parts of recovery, and I kind of crave That TM. So let me have at it too with the self-insert whump mumbo jumbo; no romo version.

Set post-8 hearts event, Farmer Uidelsib is two years or so in, full house built and married to Emily. They/them pronouns, same as me.

Diverges from then on, Shane-centric from an outside POV for the most part.

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Take that can away if you can.

Gulp it down. Chapter 1/2/3/4

There's a few to-know to survive life in society, in the valley; there's no good way to comment on the age nor weight of both resident housewives, you can't say no to Evelyn's homemade cookies- and why would you, you fool-, you do not fight at the Saloon or you'll get no cheese anymore on your pizza and only sparkling water for drinks, and-

And you don't mess with Shane's alcohol related ritual.

Except I did, that night, because you do that, when your two-years long friendship with the guy taught you better than letting his impulses overcome yours, when your buddy is trying to recover from teenage long-lasting into early adulthood, trauma-enhanced heavy addiction, and you know, you know tomorrow he'll feel like absolute shit and question his right to therapy the moment he'll stop his pounding skull from splitting. Wonders what a three-dosage paracetamol can do. 

At least he doesn't drink it out anymore.

So yeah, when you're in my shoes, you get that Joja store-bought crap out of Shane's hand, and you brace yourself for the incoming lash out.

The first fractions of seconds are always those to look closely into most. It's only a glimpse, but before the scowl slips on like a well-worn boxing glove ready to strike, there is always this open page I learned I needed to decipher as quick as I could.

Tonight, it's heartbreaking. When I peck his forehead- doting big sibling habits die hard, even when you're actually the youngest of the pair- the eyes I catch looking at me are so confused and bare of any emotion, except for the sorrow that goes beer-soaked tears, it pangs. I get used to the breakdowns, working in the fields I do when I'm off the farm's, but it's not the same when it's a friend.

When I straighten back, offensive beverage in hand, it's already gone in a flinch, away from the empty space behind the chair and onto the table, as he snarls.

"Wha- giv'me back- 's mine!" I don't know how much he drunk before he met up with me, but from the slurring, it's a Lot. A season and a half into sobriety. That's harsh.

I ignore him and walk behind him, pondering where to put the beer for now.

"Y-you can't just do that! It's my booze I got with m'money, not some- who d'you think you are?-" He sputters indignantly, angry tears fewer than the sad ones but still there. He tries to turn around and grab behind his back, but the wild movement is way off and only gets the chair to nearly topples down. I rush in time to stabilize it, and profit off the moment to set a strong hand on his shoulder.

"I can just do that, 'cus it's my house I got with my money, and I think I'm your pal who knows when you've had enough. Dude, I trust you to be an adult, but minutes before, you were already so torched I had to keep your neck upright so you didn't faceplant into the table, and you nearly just kissed my floor good evening. Not to mention you clung to my arms the whole way from the little entry stairs to the kitchen because, quoting, 'If I don't I'll fall in the hole and won't get up'."

I turn to the fridge again, going to open it, before I think better of it. Likely enough, we'll both forget it was there in the first place, it'll stink up my fridge- it's Joja's- and it'll be money out of Shane's pocket for nothing. I set it on the counter, with the rest of the pack. He'll put it to cool down when he's back to Marnie's. Or he won't, probably. 

That's not a worry for now.

When I caught up with him, it was a few feet below my doorstep; he'd probably slipped up trying to climb the three steps up to it, and settled for it. He was nursing that same can, muttering to himself, head down, curled up on himself. Except for that leg sticked out, he probably hurt it when he fell, I'll have to look at that and work on it if it's too swollen. Hopefully that'll spare us from a visit to Harvey's.

Bad memories. Not mine, and it's warm and not raining outside, but. Déjà-vu.

Anyways, he looked the picture of "help I've fallen and I can't get up- and even if I can I won't because Fuck You", and it's been a hassle to have him cooperate. But when I asked if he wanted to leave, he shook his head with a fervor no somnolent drunk should have. That resulted in a lovely streak of vomit down the wall right next to the door. That's also for later. If Eryza doesn't lap it up. Ew. This cat's never predictable.

Now, he's staring at his hands, sitting at my table, contemplating something too far down for me to see- or maybe just zoning out with a sleeping brain. Then he mumbles. "Sorry."

I get back to the table and sit at arm's length across of him. "Nah, 's okay. I don't mind being a helping hand or touchy-feely, must be the frog-eater in me. Not for the helping part." I'd chuckle but my quip falls on deaf ears.

I go to put my hand over his. When he doesn't blink at it, I try and shake a reply out of him, gently. He startles and hawkeyes our joined fingers. When he's finally looking at me, I raise a single eyebrow. He doesn't say anything, but when he pulls back his arm, I let him. We both straighten up, and it's hard to keep up the eye contact.

"So…" There's a heavy air on us. Suddenly, like the last year didn't happen, we're sitting a stride away of each other, and yet it feels like he's all the way back to the forest, looking down at waves.

"Do you want me to do something?" I bend myself a little closer to him, not moving otherwise.

He puts his head in his hands, shivering. Can't tell if it's the AC or his system kicking the alcohol out, or itself, in stress. I think I hear something, but it might as just be his shuddering breath.

"Shane" I insist, voice level, not pressing. "I need words. I want to help, I truly don't mind, but I need words to know what to do." He's never shown signs of going nonverbal before. If he does, I'll improvise. Until then… I need words.

Time ticks slowly as we wait. Then, with great effort and deep fatigue, he drags his palms up from under his nose to his temple, spreading some snot and wet tears across his face from his scrunched shut eyes. Lips trembling but finally showing, that attempt to let out a sound that's not too garbled. He coughs, sniffles a bit, breathe in again, sounding like a sick dog, and blows through gritted teeth before his jaws go slack. Eyes still closed, he whispers, and I have to lower myself some more toward his crouched form to catch it.

"Can I get something to drink…?" His voice is hoarse.

The demand could be comical, if we were into sour humor. And we usually are. But right now, we're not finding the joke in the lines. I stand silently, and as I walk to the fridge again, I let my hand brush his shoulder- same spot as before.

I take a minute to choose, look into the pantry. When I'm back at the table with my items of choice, he's still sitting there, his cheek is cushioned on his arms, face hidden from view. His shoulder, except for the occasional tremor, rise and fall in rythm with his snores. Breaks my heart to interrupt that, but not really. Hangovers are mean bitches with the sharpest nail art on the blackest of boards.

"Psst, dude. C'mon." I rustle his hair backward. He hates when I do that, says it tickles, and it makes him sneeze. So I obligatory do it once a day if I can. Let's say today's my late quota for the last four days I haven't seen him.

He gruffly tells me to kindly refrain from such pleasantries, and raise bleary eyes back up at the table. I can also guess he tried to bat a hand at me, but his coordination is off and he slaps himself lightly on the ear. Then he glares bewildered at his hand for a few seconds, obviously insulted. I profit of this moment to grab a small basin from under the sink, on second thought.

When he brings his attention back to me, I'm sitting again. Between us, a jug of fresh milk from this morning, a small sack of peppers, and a juice carafe sit aside a green glass bottle. There's also some bread, mostly for me to munch on. Because, hmmm dough. He squints at it all, especially at the bottle. Probably trying to read the label.

"Yeah no, didn't get you one of my best wine, not sorry."

"Hot pepper… juice?" He looks at the actual peppers next to it. "With actual peppers?" And then I get the squint too.

"Hmph, I know you like your elongated hell tomatoes, man, what can i say."

At that, a feeble snort.

I decide that it is the highlight victory of my soirée.

"Welp, have at it." I gesture to the half-liter liquor glass right by his left.

He fumbles with the drinks and some splashes around, but I lay back on my chair, arms crossed, letting him do his thing. While I don't hold back from growing downright doting on him when I got to- or even when I don't- I don't see how more devotion right now would be not smothering. He can break my fancy glass cups if he wants and spill my milk, so long he doesn't cut himself or cry over it.

Now, you could be thinking that plain water would have done the trick just fine, if not better, in rehydrating him. Here's the thing, though; going from booze to tasteless liquid, for Shane, that's a sure way to puking his heart out. And I'd rather not have us deal with an acid bile throat burn on top of near alcohol poisoning. Sorry to not spare you the squeamish details, but his oesophagus is pretty sensitive ever since that stomach pumping back at the clinic. Hot fiery hell fruits he can do just fine, with relative moderation and hydratation- hence the milk and juice- but liquor bursting its way back from his guts? Nuh uh. 

It had taken lots of coaxing, but he'd explained the plain tastes, or lackthereof, were very hard for him to deal with, especially when contrasting with strong ones like beers and whiskeys. I'd shackle it to gustative hypostimulation, but I don't know enough about him that way to say. He'd said sparkling water was a good compromise.

But I don't have sparkling water, because I do not like suffering.

I might buy a pack for when he visits though.

And I do know a handful about him already. Shackle that to perceptiveness and a stubborn streak on top of a year and so long camaraderie.

And having a certain uncontrollable fear of failing to act quick the next time coped with by accumulating information and patterns compulsively.

I shake my head to focus on the present again. He's switched from juices to soaking bread in milk to eat it small portion after small portion. He pauses in mid-bite when he catches me staring. He's still hunched on himself and red-faced and a tad bloated. His cheeks are drying and he's blown his nose. I smile calmly. Worst of the storm passed, unless I screw up and blow it.

"Ywou wan' chom'?" He offers a dripping piece of bread. In moments like this, when he's sobering but not quite, the resemblance with Jas are unmistakable. The glint in his reddened eyes that open wide, and his blank-but-not-quite wondering expression, it's all here to paint a scrutinizing but vulnerable picture of tired but bright minds.

"Nah thanks. You done with that milk?"

"...Sure." He eyes it, wary. He knows where this is going, and he doesn't like it. I take the drink off the table, and his gaze follows my movement until I bring it to my lips.

He frowns. A silent warning. 

And as I lock onto him with a dead stare, not blinking a millisecond, I down the rest of the 2 liters jug in three, five gulps. I even take the time to lick my new mustache away, and close my mouth with a click of my tongue.

His expression is the macabre marriage of beffudled horror and pure affliction, disgust if you will. The face of someone who doesn't hate milk, but has grown out of it enough to not be able to live off the stuff like the brave souls I'm apart of. And probably with reason, as I actually can't, like most 20+ years old, digest the liquid in large amount. But I smile like a smug cat, perfectly content.

Cats really can't digest milk once adults, it's all social mythos.

We silently judge and fuck with each other like that for a while more, as more time passes, until the room's elephant gets it all humid with its prancing around. Enough that tears and nervous sweats start again, for no apparent reasons but the residual anxiety from the whole chain of events that led to this.

"I think we should talk about this."

--- to be continued.