#Can I call these HeadCONons?

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Headcanon 2

You know what? Daily Headcanons. I will probably forget some days, but as near to daily as I can.

At one point in early Season 6, one of Cub and Scar's money-making schemes was making bets and then faking the result they wanted. And one of these was that Santa was real. Scar would go up to Hermits and make bets on Santa being real. And, that Christmas, Cub dressed up in full Santa attire (he had his old skin with the long beard too which helped) and very obviously gave everyone presents.

Scar won the bet. But Cub realised, if he wanted to keep this illusion alive, he'd have to pretend to be Santa every single year. Scar, after getting over the hilarity of the situation, agreed to help him pretend to be Santa.

So now the Hermits think Santa's real and Cub and Scar sneak around giving Hermits presents from him every single Christmas.

Also, whenever there are new Hermits someone brings up Santa being real, and they don't believe it until they get a present from 'Santa' and are then incredible excited about it.

Bdubs: oh, watch out for Santa

Gem: Santa?!? Bdubs, you don't seriously believe in Santa do you?

(On Christmas morning)

Gem: OH MY GOSH I SAW SANTA I SWEAR IT WAS HIM HE GAVE ME A NEW SWORD-

[the-froschamethyst4]

The dog protects you

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Ghost Headconon

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When Simon was in the military he brings home a friend

Riley the German Shepherd

Since Riley is a grade A military dog, and is learned to protect his handler now owner at all times. Simon now trains him into protecting his home

There was once when Simon was away, he gave Riley a command on protecting you and the house

And someone tried to break in while he was away but luckily for the robber he got a scary dog waiting for him on the other side

You know those ring doorbell cameras, yeah you have one and sent the video of the aftermath of the robber running away from Riley

“Soap, Price come see what Y/n sent me,” he calls

He walks to Price’s office showing him the video of the robber running down the street with Riley hot on his tail and Y/n coming out to call for Riley to come back which he does immediately

They all laugh at the stupid robber and clapped for Riley

When Simon comes home, Riley is somewhere with you, in your home office he’s at the door with his back towards you making sure you are protected

Riley use to have to follow Ghost around but now he’s home he follows you around now (it slightly makes Simon jealous)

“LOVE?! RILEY?! I’M HOME!!” Simon calls

You come downstairs and Riley picks up on how excited you are and jumps for joy when his other comes back home

“Did you see the video?”

“Oh yeah, good boy Riley,” he says patting the dogs head

When you fell pregnant it was like a switch happened in Riley to where now he doesn’t even want Simon near you

You on the couch Riley is by your feet growling at Simon to sit farther away. Simon has kicked Riley outside a couple of times so he could get close to you

“Don’t be mean Simon,” you say letting Riley back in who barked at Simon for throwing him outside

“I want to touch you, I can’t with him in the way,” he pouts gesturing to the dog

“He’s confused, he thinks you’re going to hurt me.”

“But I’m not.”

“I know, he just doesn’t get it.”

When you sleep Riley is sleeping between you two, Simon tries to get him off the bed knowing he’s not supposed to be on the bed, Riley doesn’t listen but only listens to Y/n

“Riley down,” Simon says sternly. “Riley!” Simon sounded like a dad getting frustrated with his child not listening to him

“Riley, down boy,” Y/n says calmly and Riley gets off with ease and sits next to Y/n letting her pet his head

“What the hell?!” Simon says, confused, you only giggle at Simon

Riley becomes very gentle once the baby is born. Simon and you try to introduce Riley to the newborn slowly as possible

“Riley, easy,” Simon says as Riley walks closer to Y/n holding the newborn in her arms

Riley sniffs the baby’s head and looks up at Y/n if he’s allowed to be this close

Y/n pats his head “it’s okay Riley.”

Riley then sniffs the baby all around trying to get use to the baby’s scent. Simon watches his dog that was supposed to be tough and scary become all lovable

Riley rested his head on Y/n’s knee smelling the baby some more

As the baby grew up Riley became more of the baby’s protector

When they started to learn how the walk Riley was like their walker for a little bit. The baby would hang onto Riley so they could walk

Riley would sometimes even save the baby from falling off the couch a couple of times luckily Y/n and Simon also saw the baby before they almost fell off

Riley slept in the baby’s nursery to protect them

This one might bring us to tears

When Riley starts getting older, Simon hates seeing his dog go from an active dog that saved him numerous times to becoming so old that he can barely go down the stairs anymore

Riley was loved by the family even some of Simon's friends

The dogs white face panting like he ran a marathon, you child playing with him the most they can before he's gone, Simon trying to spend his last few days with Riley, seeing if he'd will be willing up for taking his daily walk

"You're a good dog, Riley...you did a good job protecting us," Simon says, sitting on the porch with his dog next to him laying on his side "You are defiantly my best friend, Riley," Simon tells the dog

[monotonesmile]

Okay so your headconon that damian is bilingual and what reader says something flirty in their home language then Damian something flirty back to reader ( sorry if it's bad you don't have to do if you don't want too love your fics )

Damian Wayne X Bilingual!Reader Headcanons

[Notes: I literally only know English so I will be using google translate, please excuse possible spelling mistakes or errors. Translations will be at the end.]

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If you can speak two different languages, or more, and he doesn’t know it, he will be spending multiple nights learning it just so he can understand you, it’s his kind of love language. He likes hearing you talk in any language, especially if it’s your native language.

Now! If you were unaware of him learning your language, because he absolutely would not say anything about it, you might mutter compliments under your breath, or say them out loud when watching him train or just exist in your vicinity.

He likely won’t say anything at first, but he can understand what you are muttering, it makes him smile a little, knowing that you’ll talk to yourself about how much you love him makes him feel all warm and fuzzy.

He will start out small when speaking in the language you know, like saying hello or yes and no, basic words he could’ve picked up easily, but over time his vocabulary will grow and he’ll start to understand your conversations, he might even jump in a few times, which would surely surprise you and whomever you are talking to.

Now onto the actual request (for the sake of the prompt let’s go with Spanish as Readers second language).

Damian already knows how to speak Spanish but he would absolutely take the time to learn nicknames and flirty remarks if you were flirting with him in Spanish.

“Hey Damian!” You would call out to him with a cheeky smile on your face, the two of you meeting up at the city park for your date, catching the young Wayne’s attention.

“Hello beloved, how are you?” Damian nods to you as he walks up to you, hands in the pockets of his jeans, his usual stoic expression on his face as you run up to him, he paused as you attempted to tackle him in a hug, but he barely budged when you did.

“I’m good, mi amor. ¿No te ves absolutamente hermoso hoy?” You hum, looking up at him with your arms wrapped around his neck as you hug him close, you’re likely the only person that can get this close to him without him shoving you off.

“Dice la belleza parada frente a mí.” Damian smirks at the surprise that immediately covered your face when he responded, as well as the flustered expression that followed.

“You can’t just say those things, Damian!” You groan, burying your face against his chest with a huff as you hear him chuckle from above you, moving your arms from his neck to his waist.

“Then perhaps you should halt your flirty remarks, beloved?” Damian tilts his head with a small smirk, patting the top of your head to continue taunting you.

“How dare you even suggest that. Never.” You huff, peeking up from his chest with a pouty scowl after you see his smirking face, knowing the teasing won’t stop as their date continues.

“I suspected as much.” Damian chuckles quietly as you detach yourself from him, gently taking your hand and kissing the palm of it. “Shall we continue our date?” He holds your hand, giving a gentle squeeze.

“Yeah…let’s go, chico amante.” You shake your head with a soft smile, the two of you starting to walk through the park for your little date, holding each other's hands.

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[Mi amor: My love.]

[¿No te ves absolutamente hermoso hoy?: Don't you look absolutely beautiful today?]

[Dice la belleza parada frente a mí: Says the beauty standing in front of me.]

[Chico amante: Lover boy]

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[Requests are open] -> [New characters added!]

[satubby]

Yandere God Gojo headconons

[As promised, a bit late I know, but I needed my time to not cry for Satoru so an apology. So since I'm not good at describing powers and let's add to that Jujutsu Kaisen has mathematics, which I hate... I just won't go into his god-like powers]

This post comes from the previous idea, you can find it in my profile. Credits to the artist and me for the edition.

⚠️ Warning: This is MY interpretation of the character but it does not define the canon, I want to show my love for him (Fuck Gege for all I care) There may also be pronoun errors because damn my dyslexia affects my eyesight.

On an ordinary night, your mother sent you to the mini supermarket, a place similar to convenience stores like pharmacies. 「More common in my native Mexico, such as an Oxxo.」

Unexpectedly, a curse/demon began to haunt you. Without knowing how, you ended up cornered in an alley, the rain adding a touch of desperation to the atmosphere. Exhausted, you tripped over a trash can, lacerating your leg in the fall.

The unimaginable happened when your blood, the fruit of the scrape, awakened a god enclosed within a bucket, multiple eyes arranged in a dice-like pattern 「Yeah, I fucking used 'It' you thought」. Your blood acted as a call for the imprisoned being lying in there.

Satoru, the god that lay dormant, awoke. Upon realizing your situation, he offered to help you, but not before uttering the words that would seal your fate: "Tell me, mortal, do you accept that I save you by giving me something precious? Yes or no, the choice is yours."

Given your young age of six and the impossibility of facing the dreadful monster that pursued you, you had no choice but to accept. How could you refuse? Hell, you were a brat who could barely carry your mother's bag of errands, much less fight that dreadful thing that wanted you dead.

And so the deal between you and the unknown god was sealed with…. a tongue kiss. 「Despite its polemical nature, it is crucial to the development of the plot」.

❀.°• ─ ─ ─ ─➢ Satoru, in his divine form, is an extraordinarily powerful being. Sometimes, his impressive abilities can lead you into complicated situations, such as when a simple sneeze from him transported you to another dimension. Such is his level of power. 「In this version, we will represent him as an invincible individual to explore his unrestricted potential…. P.S. I hate you Gege」 ❀.°• ─ ─ ─ ─➢ Gojo is often playful and teasing, he often jokes with you, even going so far as to claim that you are his "wife" although it sounds like a joke, he really means it. His attitude toward other people's opinions is indifferent. He enjoys showing affection, kissing and caressing you, although he has waited for you to reach adulthood before formally considering you his mate in public. ❀.°• ─ ─ ─ ─➢ When he is not using his 'real' form, we see him as the canonical Satoru, though obviously with Lovecraftian touches to his powers. Despite his divine nature, he exhibits a somewhat childish side, similar to what he shows in canon… BUT 100% times worse, as he has been alone and being powerful, he doesn't have much morals as he considers it stupid to abide by the rules of 'lesser beings'. Despite his playful and relaxed attitude, he hides a dark side. He is aware of how capable he is of destroying a city with a single finger, if he so desires. ❀.°• ─ ─ ─ ─➢ Handling his jealousy is not his strong point, given that he has always gotten what he wanted and not knowing how to deal with humans despite having spent millennia observing them or making deals before being 'sealed' 「More like sleeping」It always makes it difficult for him to respond to his own emotions. ❀.°• ─ ─ ─ ─➢ Since he is not human and was born in the void of nothingness and everything, he has wandered and fought in various places, often just for fun or out of sheer boredom. His reactions can be fickle and capricious. This Satoru is a mixture of his adolescent and adult stages, mostly acting like a spoiled brat and playful with you but when he is jealous or sentimental, he acts according to his divine position. ❀.°• ─ ─ ─ ─➢ When he feels jealous, his reaction is unpredictable. If the reason for his jealousy persists 「Examples are like a male human talking to you」 And already for that reason he might decide to eliminate the source of his discomfort. For this reason, you hardly interact with other people. It is intriguing how loving words and gestures can appease him…. Although sometimes that doesn't assure you that those poor souls who crossed words with you will be saved from him. ❀.°• ─ ─ ─ ─➢ As a divine being, he has the power to materialize anything you desire. His gifts have no limits, and he takes you wherever you want. Sometimes, on a mere whim, he grabs you and takes you on unexpected rides using his abilities. It is curious how he shows jealousy towards any thinking human being, and even animals, taking you back home without allowing the date to continue or any activity prior to his jealousy.

"Toru… for once, let me enjoy this vacation. If you take me somewhere, make it really worthwhile. I couldn't even ride the roller coaster just because the ticket booth clerk was a man…" You looked at him as he pretended not to have pulled you out of the amusement park just 5 minutes ago due to his jealousy.

"Come on, couldn't we go another time…? It's no big deal, you know I can take you anytime, why don't we cuddle instead of fighting, would you like me to shower you with kisses, mmh? Come on, my sweet bean mochi!!! I want to…" You looked at him, almost incredulous. You really doubt he'll let you go to a crowded amusement park. If you go, it will surely be when he's off duty or with a snap of his fingers, it's not for nothing that he can stop time.

"Even if you do that, it doesn't mean I'm no longer upset with you." You watched her pouting expression. Despite having six beautiful eyes and six arms, you didn't want to fall for his game.

Gojo was unwilling to listen to your complaints. He was in a bad mood, convinced that you would understand his position. He acted like a child seeking to get your attention to deflect your anger. And so, he devised a plan. He moved closer to you by climbing up on the edge of the bed. "Mochi, do you prefer something sweet or sour?"

"Do you think that's an appropriate question to change the subject? I'm still annoyed with you. Hey, let go of me!" You felt his firm embrace, laughing as he kissed your neck and his chest pressed against your back.

He took a lock of your hair behind your ear and fiddled with it in his mouth. A shiver ran through your body as his lips brushed your earlobe. "Why are you playing hard to get when you know I know you well? Besides, I know my jealousy doesn't affect you, and I'm going to make sure you're only mine." He laughed softly, pulling you closer to him.

"Satoru… That doesn't justify you threatening anyone who looks at me. I don't want to be embarrassed like the other day in the cafeteria, when you tried to hurt the cashier just because I ordered a cappuccino." You whispered as his six arms held you tighter and in different places, listening to his childish whimper as he buried his face in the back of your neck.

His behavior was becoming more aggressive and lustful, making him dangerous. He held you in such a way that you could not move. He looked at you with playful eyes, sketching a smile.

"So what if I'm jealous? If I'm honest with you, if another guy tried to get your attention, I'd be sure to eliminate any interest he showed." A smirk formed on his face. You knew that ugly smile well, a cruel and possessive one, dealing with his jealousy sometimes exhausted you … you had no choice since your soul was bound to him.

He kissed you passionately and caressed your body, his touch was too pleasurable to resist, your flushed but annoyed face said it all. He didn't mind at all acting that way in public if it meant you would still be his. "You will always be my only princess….. I love you, my precious mochi," he whispered softly before delivering another intense kiss, this time on your lips, his arms frolicking with you and bringing an even more severe blush to your face.

NSFW:

••┈┈┈••✦ This Satoru loves to make you scream, if Sukuna in his original form can grind you to exhaustion, our albino won't let you rest. ••┈┈┈••✦ He loves having you in front of his cock, the worst thing is that he can create more if he wants to. Let's add that he has six arms, each one can overstimulate you, forget to mention that Gojo is 213 cm / 7'1 feet, you are a midget next to him. So his cock and fingers are the size of your arms, but he can fucking manipulate reality and adjust your pussy to his size. ••┈┈┈••✦ He loves you riding his cock while he hears you moaning, sometimes you end up kissing him. He loves you sucking him while he pulls your hair. His hands usually go from your breasts to your waist [Sorry I'm not good at writing NSFW] All while you swallow his cock, his fingers have claws and putting them all the way in hurts but in the pleasure you end up giving priority to your lust, forgetting the pain. ••┈┈┈••✦ Honestly, Satoru can make your body not get tired so easily, but he is not cruel so he can set limits for you. He especially loves to bite, while you scratch him all over the place. ••┈┈┈••✦ His aftercare is incredibly gentle, he kisses and lulls you as if you were a baby, and how could he not? When he leaves you all exhausted down there and you can't feel your legs. Sometimes he gets to the point where his excitement clouds his judgement, ending up with your bones broken.

In general, having a relationship with him is like going on a roller coaster ride: You can feel a rush of various emotions and in turn want more of it even though you know it's scary to a certain extent. Just avoid making Satoru jealous and everything will be fine [What won't be fine are your mouth, your ass and pussy]

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BatFam At Disneyland Headcanons

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ࣪˖⤷ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ࣪ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ˖ ⤷

Author's Note: This is my First time Writing Headconons so I hope you guys like it and I did it right <3

Also this is based kinda on my experiences at Disneyland which I haven’t been there in like 10 years? So I haven’t been to Avengers Campus or Star Wars so sorry if stuff is wrong so sounds weird.

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Dick: 

-Is actually so excited but doesn't want to show it because he knows Jason is gonna make fun of him.

-He would get so happy when he gets called a ‘Space Ranger’ when they scan his ticket.

-Gets pissed that there's not many rides that are wheelchair accessible.

-Keeps saying how he can do the Spider-Man's flip at Avengers Campus.

-Is now convinced he can be Spider-Man.

-Tried to get Spider-Man to do a backflip with him.

-Got sad when Babs told him to leave the Cast Members alone.

Jason: 

-Makes fun of Dick because he knows he's excited.

-Is also really excited.

-Try’s to think of a ways to leave Damian because he knows hes going to complain the whole fucking time.

-He's 100% gonna try and flirt with some of the princesses.

-Also gets pissed that there's not many rides that are wheelchair accessible.

-Gets yelled at by Alfred and Brunce when he tries to hold his middle finger up in the picture with Steph.

Tim: 

-Gets sick on the TeaCups ride.

-He got so excited when he met woody like he was jumping with joy.

-Bro loved Cars Land like he had to be forced to leave.

-Makes everyone wait till the lights turn on in Cars Land

-Cries during ‘The World of Color’ show.

-’Toy Story Midway Mania’ was his favorite ride of the whole day.

-Gets freaked out thinking about Walt Disney's frozen head.

Damian: 

-Complained the whole way there.

-Wants to go to ‘The Wizarding World Of Harry Potter’.

-Gets pissed when he can't go to The Wizarding World.

-Is pissed till they go on Hyperspace Mountain. 

-He had so much fun at StarWars.

-He made a droid and a lightsaber.

-Kept comparing Brunce to Iron man.

Duke: 

-Makes fun of Tim for getting sick on the TeaCups.

-When everyone gets Mickey Mouse Ears he laughs at Dick because they wouldn't put ‘Dick’ on the ears.

-Got a little scared on the Indiana Jones ride, he kept his eyes closed because he was not taking any chances.

-Small World freaked him out a little. 

-He was eating every candy and treat he could get his hands on.

-Pretends he's not sick at the end of the night because he doesn't want to prove that Alfred was right.

Bruce: 

-He begs Alfred to go because he can't deal with all his kids by himself in a place like Disney.

-Man is stressed.

-Mentally complains about how expensive everything is like he isn't a billionaire.

-Grizzly Peak was his favorite.

-He thought ‘Soarin’ was the best ride. \

-Now hates Iron Man

Cass: 

-Pirates of the Caribbean and Haunted Mason were her favorite.

-Doesn't want to but agrees to take pictures with the princesses (she actually really wants to, especially with Pocahontas).

-Meeting Loki was the highlight of her day.

-Convinces Tim that Walt Disney's Head is frozen in the basement. 

Steph: 

-Explains to Damian that The Wizarding World is at a different park.

-Convinces Cass and Babs to take pictures with every princess they see.

-Gets Jason to take a picture with Eeyore and Tigger. (She said it was them)

-Makes everyone watch the parade. 

-Cries during the Fireworks. 

Babs: 

-Get's sad that there's not many rides that are wheelchair accessible.

-Convinces Dick that he can go on rides without her.

-Loved taking pictures with the princesses

-Meeting Ariel was her favorite part.

-Jungle Cruise was her favorite ride.

-Tells Dick to leave Spider-Man alone.

-Tells Dick he can't just ask people to do backflips with him.

-Loved Pixie Hollow. 

Alfred: 

-It was his idea but he wants to stay at the manor.

-Has no idea why Bruce is stressed considering he planned everything.

-Takes princess pictures with the girls.

-Kept telling Duke to stop eating so much candy because he was going to get sick.

-Stand behind everyone during the fireworks and tear up at the idea of this trip healing all of their inner childs even if it's just a little.

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[forevfangirlwrites]

hey! for your how to handle fame series, what if annabeth won an award for one of her performances and she mentions percy in her speech and it’s very fluffy and his reaction goes viral? I’m obsessed with your series btw! (I’ve reread them all so many times and seeing a new update makes me so happy!)

“And, of course, the biggest thank you to my biggest supporter Percy for being my haven through all the moments, big and small.”

The adrenaline running through his body from the initial winning announcement prevents him from registering the words until a few seconds later. It’s a shock and he’s reisters a cameraman getting closer to him but his heart is soaring in his chest and that’s all that matters.

His vision is also getting a little fuzzy and he realizes it’s because there is water in his eyes that in quick succession also make their way onto his cheeks.

Everything feels like a blur so he sits down and attempts to ground himself. It’s harder without her by his side though.

As he waits, his brain starts to actually process what she had said and it occurs to him that maybe she’s giving him too much credit. 

He’s a haven?

But it’s the other way around. She’s his haven, his rock, it explains why he’s struggling so much right now without her by his side. 

There are people congratulating him and he smiles and nods all the while waiting for his Annabeth to return. 

It’s probably not that long, but it feels like forever until she slides into view next to him, taking her seat again. A smile automatically comes to his face as he, openly, stares.

She smiles back and their fingers interlock under the table so everything is right in the world. People at the table turn to talk to her during the break and she responds in stride.

He squeezes her hand and runs his thumb over her knuckles absently as he watches her do her thing. She truly sparkles in the lights which is how he knows she was made for this. 

It’s not till the car ride home does he reveal this thought to her though.

She’s leaning against his shoulder, clearly tired from the activities, but she leans back to look at him when he says the words.

“Thank you. But you’re the reason I can continue. You remind me of my dreams when I start to forget them.”

She says it simply like it’s the most obvious thing in the world but it’s far from that to him.

“But how?” His confusion must show because she smiles at him.

“By being you. By holding my hand throughout the night, by cuddling when I have a rough day, by making me smile and laugh. Just…by being who you are.”

And with that final statement she settles back into his chest and wraps an arm around his waist.

He sits there trying to process what she’s said, and he’s not sure he has even when they’re home in bed and she’s fast asleep and pressed up against him.

His mind is racing too much to go to sleep so he does the worst possible thing and pulls out his phone to scroll social media. (Which is never a good idea at 1AM but definitely not a good one when you’re dating a celebrity.)

Gifs of his surprised face greet him when he opens twitter and apparently the people are calling it wholesome. (It’s not the most flattering image but whatever.)

He watches himself process her thanks and his jaw definitely did slacken a little and the eyes filled with tears is obvious.

Maybe it is #wholesome and maybe his love for her is showing in ways he’s never really thought about.

And maybe he should give himself a little more credit.

He looks down to see Annabeth sleeping beside him and thinks that she’s the wholesome one.

(But, he supposes as he puts his phone away and settles down beside her, maybe he isn’t too far off either.)

MORE HOW TO HANDLE FAME HEADCONONS LINKED HERE

A/N: Thank you for the cute prompt! I hope you liked how it turned out! Apologies for the delay in my answer too by the way!

[elenam]

billy loomis x stu macher with y/n as a wholesome family headconon:

summary: cute, fluff, wholesome, adorable, two killers having a soft spot for a cute baby/toddler/child/teen y/n but they're mean to other people, billy and stu aren't killers on this and they are friends with sidney prescott, tatum riley and others.

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billy would be that type of dad who's overprotective, caring, a little bit strict and autoritive while stu would be that type of dad who's goofy, funny, sweet as well as caring and tiny bit strict as well as billy. but in the end, they show their soft side only to you since you're cute, innocent and impossible to resist our own cuteness.

even if you're a baby, toddler, child, teen or even an adult, you are still billy and stu's little girl/boy. of course if you're 20, 50 or even 90 years old, you're still your daddies' little girl/boy, deep down billy and stu can't accept the fact you're growing up to be a beautiful or handsome girl/boy.

stu would be that type of parent who would play princess with you. dressing up as a princess from disney, eating a lot of sweetness and candy, watching movies like snow white, lion king and other kid movies. he doesn't care if people would critize him, he wants to make you happy and having your beautiful and innocent smile across the face.

and dear billy, he would do the same thing as stu did but when it's just you and him at the house since he can't allow anyone seeing his soft spot for his daughter/son. but whenever they are spending time together with you as a family they would make sure that you're happy and having a good time but when it's a raining day, you and your parents would stay at home and watching movies while eating popcorn.

when you're starting to have your puberty, billy and stu would probably call sidney or tatum about starting your period if you're a girl and probably giving you an awkard sex eductation and you would be blushing so hard and telling your parents to stop talking about that since you don't want to hear anything about it.

stu would be the chilling and happiest dad while billy would be an overprotective and observant father when you decided to bring a boy or a girl into the house as your partner. even if you're gay, bisexual and being apart of the lgbt, your dads will still love you for whatever you are and if you're happy, even if you're straight, billy and stu still love you. when billy is alone with your partner, he threatens him or her, he is an overprotective parent from the moment you were born and he doesn't want to see you hurt or heartbroken.

let's just say your partner shallowed his/her saliva before nodding his or her head, meaning your partner perfectly understood billy's message. stu couldn't wait to see you married and having children as well as billy, if you don't want to get married or having children, billy and stu would understand your choices but if your partner doesn't accept your choices, most likely billy would teach him or her a lesson about respecting you, nobody messes with stu and billy's daughter and gets away with it.

throughtout your life while being stu macher and billy loomis's daughter, they raised you right without showing you violence, sexual stuff, they're not abusive and neglecting you, sometimes you would argue about some things but in the end, you would apoligize to each other and spending time together.

in all of the families around the globe, everyone makes mistakes because nobody is perfect. some people try to change while a few people don't change at all, but billy and stu all want to do is protect y/n from all the horrible things around the world, they will do everything for y/n even letting the world burn for her.

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(this is my first headconon of billy and stu, i made another headconon but it's not about billy and stu, i will try to post stories with billy loomis x stu macher and y/n whenever i can. if you want to watch the other headconon, i will post a question about it and if you want to see it or not, then i will post if you say yes.)

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thanks for reading and watching this :) <3

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Can we get some cute headconons on Jio, Isaac, Jadu (he is slowly growing on me) and Lance accidentally blurting out the L word to their crush aka farmer in like a very random time 🤧

L word? *searching "L word meaning"*

Oh! You mean 'love'? Yay, fluff! Thanks so much for the ask and enjoy!

Isaac:

The fact that Isaac had stopped chasing the Farmer away from him meant a grand gesture on his part.

The chaotic and charming Farmer had managed to break through the first line of defense to the cold adventurer's heart, and they became friends.

Isaac studied them for a long time, out of curiosity, and didn't notice how he managed to fall in love with them. Though he'd tried to deny it at first.

They never interrupted him, never gave him trash, but rather useful things for adventures. They knew the value of honor, always trying their best to protect the Valley and even the Castle Village.

And yet Isaac couldn't admit his feelings. Not because he didn't trust them, but because deep down he was afraid of rejection.

Only he was so engrossed in Farmer's story about their recent adventures that he didn't realize that he had quietly said to them: "I love you."

The realization after the words were spoken hit him instantly.

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I said I'll blow you!" Yoba, that's even worse...

"Wha-"

"Go to hell!" Isaac yelled at the farmer and walked off in the opposite direction from them. His cheeks were as red as a ripe tomato.

The next day he apologizes for the incident. Isaac will be numb if Farmer says they also loves him.

Jadu:

Oh, no. No no no no. Whyyyy?

To smash a whole crate of potions for the guild in Stardew Valley!

He's been brewing them for a week, and because of a stupid rock he tripped over - all the potions are on the ground, broken! And right almost near the guild's doorstep. Ugh...

Even worse, the Farmer he'd been secretly in love with for the past four months was nearby, and must have seen everything. Now they would consider Jadu a total loser.

But instead, Farmer walked up to him, looking anxiously at his hands.

What? Oh, right. He cut himself a bit over the glass of the broken bottles, but that's nothing. However, Farmer insisted on treating the wound, and began bandaging Jadu's hands with bandages.

Such a gentle and careful touch.... And Farmer is so caring....

"I love you."

"I'm sorry, what?"

Jadu's silly smile immediately slid away when he realized what he had said to them.

"Jadu, did you accidentally hit your head in the fall?" The Farmer asked worriedly.

"I hit my head four months ago now, that's for sure."

Lance:

Apparently, Farmer took the phrase "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach" very seriously. Whether in friendship or in love, this phrase is equally effective.

Think about it: you're standing at the post office somewhere in a forgotten part of the world that can safely be called Hell, you're hungry, and your friend appears out of nowhere and brings you your most favorite food.

Lo and behold, a relentless fortress named "Lance" has also been conquered.

The gallant pink-haired adventurer had been very interested in the mystical farmer since their very first meeting. But he never imagined that after their adventures together, Lance would have a crush on them.

They both sat watching Crimson Baldlans, eating the most delicious tropical curry Lance had ever tasted in his life. Talking about monsters and adventures for over an hour. Their first meeting, sighting in the Highlands, meeting The First Slash.... So many fond memories in that short time....

"I love you..." It was a good thing Lance happened to say that phrase quietly enough, as Farmer didn't hear them.

"Hm? Did you say something Lance?"

He coughed, quickly corrected himself. "Ah, I said I love your cooking. The curry was wonderful. Thank you, my friend."

The Farmer smiled broadly, Lance melting every time he saw their beautiful smile.

Maybe he should take the first step soon to move to a new level of relationship, more than friendship. But not tonight, tonight they would just enjoy each other's company and food.

Jio:

Have mercy, forest spirits! He's even worse than Isaac...

He was a master of caution, he was hiding all these strange incomprehensible feelings that had begun to manifest after all those adventures in Spirit Realm with Farmer. Jio couldn't understand what it was.

"It's called love, silly!" "Shut up, Daia."

Love? Pfft, absurd! Jio even laughed at this silly idea.

Truth be told, when he and Farmer were in Ridge Forest at night, in such a magical place where Farmer looks especially beautiful, Jio still accidentally said something that had been tormenting him for a long time. "I love you."

Farmer.exe and Jio.exe stopped working.

"What did you say?"

"DIE!" Jio turned into a mist and disappeared from Farmer's sight. The fuck was that?...

The elf afterward would think that Farmer was using some kind of enchantment that made Jio behave like that.

"Silly old Jio, you just fell in love with Farmer! You need to talk to them" "Shut up, Daia."

But his friend is right about something: he needs to apologize for being rude at the very least.

[strayheartless]

I need some roxas headconons today, and I feel like it might get a little deep so bare with me:

Roxas is the kind of person that needs to have control of his own sound scape. If there are people near him talking or there’s noises outside is immediate space he doesn’t like is, so he wanders round with headphones round his neck so he can put music on that makes him feel calmer.

My boy is quiet. Like quiet quiet. Out of the four boys (Ven, Sora, vanitas and Roxas) and Xion, Roxas speaks the least. He’s happy to talk when he’s got something to say, but he’s pretty happy to just listen most of the time.

Roxas sees Lea as not just his best friend but also like his parent. He’s not a father -Roxas doesn’t think that’s the right word- but when either he or Xion need a hug, or advice, or just to sit quietly and be accepted, Axel is who they go to.

Roxas does not hate Riku. He doesn’t love the guy, but he has long since accepted that Riku had his own shit going on. They’ve talked it out and come to the conclusion that they are friends through their connection with sora and little else, and that’s okay. Roxas would land Riku a pen if he needed one but their not going to die for each other any time soon.

Sora decided Roxas is now his twin brother, and Roxas will never breath a word of how happy that makes him. The fact that sora accepts his existence was enough, but to be treated like he’s always been his own person? Warm and fuzzy.

Roxas gets frustrated quickly, and in a turn of events that suprised maybe everyone, possibly no one, Ventus is usually the one who knows just what to say to bring him back down to earth. Ven just sits with him and mourners encouragements, or helps him solve the issue and keeps Roxas level.

Being a person is complicated and messy and Roxas has ✨trauma✨, so some days are a lay in bed and cry day; others are a throw something until Lea and Isa make you stop for everyone’s safety day; and some days are a blanket burrito on the couch and disassociate day. Either way a evening call with Sora while Xion brushes his hair is usually the solution.

Don’t ask Roxas about skateboards or random twilight town trivia if you have a pressing appointment. You WILL be late. Particularly with skateboarding. The boy knows everything.

Roxas can play the bass. Or at least he’s learning to and he seems to be quite good at it. He likes it at least, and Isa seems to think it’s good therapy for him so… win-win really.

I dunno, that’s all I’ve got atm. I’m sad and feeling Roxas-y. Send help

[shakey-loves]

Give me your best Sunny headcanons . . . I wanna know what you think of him. (And Hearty. I need more of her).

Thanks to your headconons, I can get more of a feel for Sunny.

This man is absolutely foul when it comes to revenge. He'll piss in your food and make everyone hate you.

His main method of attack would be kicking. He's zesty and probably knows ballet, make those legs into weapons!

Anybody tries to leave the house looking like a mess? Get your ass back in here and change!

He has a sweet tooth. Feed him sweets, he might as well be a kitten.

For hobbies besides music.....collecting random objects, like rocks, leaves, anything he finds interesting.

Don't call him or anyone he loves a bitch. If you value your life, just don't.

He's fond of older people because they're usually nicer than people his age.

HeartyHoggy Headconons

She's a talented chef and baker. When she was a piglet, she was the eldest of 12, and was often the one to be the mother.

She raised PickyPiggy on her own because her parents abandoned her when she was young. Picky never really asked because she always saw her as her mother.

She was never married. And she only had one son. She doesn't speak to him anymore.

She didn't trust Hoppy with Picky, because she wasn't Picky's first partner. But she learned quickly that Hoppy's love for Picky is genuine.

She lives on an apple orchard.

She has a bad habit of not believing people when they say they're full. Shell believe you once you pass out on the table.

Her specialties are her apple pies and ciders.

She always needs a taste tester in the kitchen. You better hope you have enough room for the actual meal.

[thenamesblurrito]

Hey I'm new here can I ask is the world building a headconon or just apart of an au?

It’s all for my magical girls themed fan continuity called SNAP, but a lot of it I end up using for general headcanon bc it’s fun to also apply to canon works. Most of it transfers easily anyways, like the food

[space-bubbles402]

Hello everyone,

while I’m stugging to draw Cadis for scythes universe here are some headconons I have for this character because I have no idea how to draw horns. Please help.

P.s never done this so here’s some things I just thought about while drawing him cause he will always be my favorite character and we definitely need more of him.

Cadis struggles or just gives up on brushing his hair because of his horns and if it’s needed he’ll let ferah do it

Cadis really cares about deary because it’s the first human that has shown him kindness and respect he also has tried to keep deary out of everything in the newest video

Cadis probably often feels lownly and often really hopes the one day it will return to the old days where humans/angels/demons all live together in peace. So when ever he gets stuck in his head he’ll most likely walk closer to the thorn border just wishing that his land would grow and flourish again

Cadis doesnt like the angels because of the fact that they can freely talk and interact with humans with out consequences and demons get called monsters even though they’re more trustworthy he thinks it’s so unfair and he thinks they’re prissy

Anyways here’s how the drawing of him looks so far please give me tips/tricks for drawing horns. Also thank you so much scythe I’ve miss this series and hopefully in the future there’s more.



Please let me know what you think and if these headconons sucked or not it just kinda what I thought he would do or feel

-Hireath out

[shittyfanficwritter]

A Headcanon

ok so I have this little headconon regarding the Na'vi and sounds. In TWOW, we hear Neytiri calling to her kids and like they obviously have heard the sound before. In the first movie, we also hear how Neytiri called Seze. The Na'vi seem to have a very complex vocal cord that allows them to make whatever noise they want. So I theorize that each parent has a specific sound that their kids know and recognize and maybe some even have a series of sounds for different things. Carrying off of that, all I can imagine now is the fresh batch of Recoms trying to figure out Pandora and this family sees them and cue the Stranger Danger animal call from mom and the kids know it's time to book it. The Recoms probably never even knew they were there cause they don't know animal sounds yet.

[fnafsbheadcanon]

Somebody: I don't like Greogry as a person, I'm pretty sure he could murder a actal human being how selfish he is.

Me: Bro he like Ten Years old and he's a fucking orphan trying to survive robots trying to murder him. Of course he want to destroy them since he all his life he only know how to fight and survive on the streets. Do expect him to show kindness when he probably never been given or show any kindness in whole life?!

[cyborg-franky]

Hello Franky! I hope your having a super day!

If I can since some of your requests and headconons are open, I was wondering about the reactions and out come of calling killer and kid (separately if you please) pet name on accident cause they were so excited to get off the boat for a but and say bye so fast that when they all realized what happen ran away and is extremely nervous coming back but is dragged by heat and wire (their bbfs and find this whole thing funny af) 🤣

Thank you for you time and keep up the great work!

I think I understood the request and I hope you enjoy it <3

Kid

Gods, it had been far too long since the ship had docked and you could feel the ground under your feet. You wanted to smell fresh unsalted air, you wanted to touch grass and sniff flowers.

You were very excited as the gangplank was lowered and you basically flew down the thing.

“Don’t fuckin’ get into trouble or some shit.” Kid barked as he watched you almost stumble in your haste for a day off the ship, wanting to eat something that wasn’t some sort of pasta combination and just enjoy the little island.

“I won't! I promise, Tulip!” the pet name had just slipped out but you didn’t even turn around to see if Kid had reacted, you could feel the killing intent as you run as fast as your legs could take you.

It had been Wire and Heat to get you to come back to the ship as the sunset. You lamented in your punishment of just calling your captain a pet name out of the blue.

He stood next to you as you gripped the rails and stared over the ocean, eyes wide as you heard him clear his throat.

“Tulip.” He began and you nodded your head, still avoiding eye contact.

“Y-yeah, sorry about that..” You said and take in a breath.

You're still alive? You haven’t been thrown off the side? You turn and face him now, there's a tinge of pink on his cheeks.

“I like that, better than shit like Spikey head, jaggy or bastard.” He said and folded his arms, you felt yourself smile.

KILLER UNDERCUT

Killer

You’d dropped everything you’d been working on when you heard the call that you’d reached land.

Dropping the plate back into the sink you’d been washing, your overwhelming urge and desire to be off this fucking boat had taken over all thinking and you just abandoned the chore.

“Where’s the rush?” Killer asked as he set down another dirty stack and you peeked your head back around the door. “I’ll finish it when I get back babycakes!” You called and ran down the hall.

The colour drained from your face when you realized what you’d just called him.

Heat and Wire had spent most of the night trying to find you, seeing you hiding in a tavern before dragging you back.

With your tail between your legs, you entered the kitchen and saw Killer sitting there reading through his recipe book Pasta and pasta adjacent dishes when he looked up at you.

“Okay, so sorry about running away from my chores.” You said and slowly pulled the chair across from him out.

“And sorry about the ah.. Pet name..” You said and itched your arm, it was hard to face him, literally, that helmet gave nothing away.

“It’s alright.” He replied and flipped another page. “So I got garlic while shopping today and was thinking it might be a nice addition tonight.”

“You, really aren’t mad?”

“Why would I? That was a cute name, I feel precious.” He said and gave a thumbs up.

You had no idea if he was fucking with you.

[kim-seung-mo]

feel absolutely evil for this one but can i request the 18th headconon from the ot8 section of your idea list? i’ve got my tissues ready 💔💔

𝟚𝟜 ℍ𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 (ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕟 + 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕙𝕠)

♩ gn!reader, angst angst ANGST, this is pure depression guys, crying, a lot of crying and suffering, character death, dealing with grief, car accident, mentions of firearms and getting shot, blood, just, just pain

♩♩ word count: 2.9k

♩♩♩ A/N: this turned out to be like 5 times longer than i expected so i decided to break it into sections, this part includes chan and minho, the next one will include changbin and hyunjin ( Ĭ ^ Ĭ ) (this was a lot of fun to write tho i'm kinda proud of myself) wip list here

Changbin and Hyunjin, Jisung, Felix

for convenience, your time of death is 12:00 AM

Chan

12:30 AM:

He gets a call from you, but when he picks up the phone, it's not your voice on the other end.

"You're their emergency contact, they just got into a pretty bad car accident..."

You were supposed to be on your way to pick him up.

1:00 AM:

He asked Minho to help him drive to the hospital because he knew something would definitely happen if he drove himself.

He was crying the whole way, his heart was beating wildly.

He didn't like it but had a bad feeling about this.

1:20 AM:

"We did everything we could...we are truly sorry for your loss."

1:40 AM:

He regrets it, all of it.

If he hadn't asked you to pick him up...

You wouldn't have gotten into that car, you wouldn't have encountered that drunk truck driver.....

You wouldn't have left him.

Alone, forever.

1:50 AM:

"Don't touch me! Don't take me away! I need to be here... I need to stay here with Y/N..."

"Y/N must be scared, all alone... It's so dark and scary here......my Y/N, they're a cry baby...they must be so scared ......"

2:20 AM:

The other members rushed to the hospital and together they advised Chan to go back to the dorm.

But he didn't listen, there was only one voice in his head.

"I need to stay by Y/N's side."

3:40 AM:

The hospital gate was blocked by the paparazzi, the news of "Stray Kids' leader Bang Chan's lover dies in a car accident" filled up the whole NAVER homepage.

4:30 AM:

Thanks to the efforts of the seven members, Chan was finally taken back to his home

Not the dormitory, but the home of the two of you.

There was still the meal you heated up for him on the table.

The bedroom light was still on, and your favorite music was still coming from inside.

Everything was so familiar, but he knew ......

His baby was never coming back to him.

5:30 AM:

The members all suggested that they could stay, but he just wanted to be left alone and undisturbed.

Lying in your shared bed, he could even feel your residual warmth.

The sun will be up soon, but he didn't couldn't sleep.

Usually at this time, you would kiss his forehead and tell him not to overwork himself.

You'd give him a glass of warm milk, adding vanilla and a little sugar.

You would be by his side......

6:45 AM:

He didn't know when he finally fell asleep, he only knew he was crying.

10:00 AM:

Awakening from his dream, he held hope for a second.

Maybe what had just happened was a dream?

But then he broke down again when he saw that there was no one besides him.

You were really gone.

You really were never coming back.

He was gonna be alone from now on.

11:00 AM:

The sun was fully up, but he had no desire to get out of bed.

He just wants to sleep forever, stay forever in your bed, wrapped in your scent.

He missed you so much...he really missed you......

"Y/N..."

He murmured to himself.

"Why did you leave me alone......"

1:00 PM:

Everyone in JYP started sending him messages telling him they were sorry, and that he needed to look past and move on.

But he didn't even come to terms with the fact that you had left in the first place.

Slowly walking into the bathroom, Chan looked at his face in the mirror.

Tear stains, dark circles under his eyes, messy hair, dry lips.

If you saw how he looks now, you'd be angry at him.

3:00 PM:

His tears seemed to have been unstoppable since last night as they never dried up.

The company has sent him a message telling him that he could take as much time off as he needs.

Everyone around him knew how much you meant to him.

You were his muse, his inspiration.

A bright future with you could even be considered his life goal.

But now there was nothing left.

5:00 PM:

He was hungry, his stomach kept growling.

But he didn't want to do anything except stay in your room.

He didn't dare to answer the phone when his mom called him.

Hannah and Lucas also called him.

But he really didn't want to see anyone right now, he didn't want to talk to anyone, he didn't want to think, he just wanted you.

He just wants you back.

And that was the only thing he couldn't have.

6:30 PM:

Your mother called him.

He had to answer this one.

"Chan...dear, we don't blame you, we will never blame you. You were the most important person to Y/N, Y/N loved you with all their heart. So please, don't blame yourself, stay strong, be strong for Y/N, for yourself."

He started to sob again, knowing that it was because of him, he took you away from your parents.

He took you away from them, forever.

7:30 PM:

After eating a little, he returns to your room.

He let out a pathetic chuckle.

His heart was aching, he was about to suffocate.

He was really about to suffocate.

It hurts to breathe, it hurts to do anything, it hurts to do everything.

It hurts to think about you, and it hurts even more to not think about you.

8:45 PM:

Someone was knocking on the door, Chan did not want to answer, but the doorbell kept ringing.

"Chan, we found Y/N's phone."

The person outside said, he knew the voice, it was a JYP staff.

Hearing this, he immediately opened the door.

10:00 PM:

After a long period of preparation, he finally opened your phone.

Your screensaver was a picture of him that you took in secret.

The first thing that popped up was the call record from last night.

Backing up to the main page, he faltered and clicked on messenger app.

You: channie i'm gonna go pick smt up from the farmacy, want me to come pick u up on the way? Channie sweetie❤: yeah sure that would be fine you: okieee love ya~ Channie sweetie❤: love ya too

He gave his first smile of the day that wasn't self-deprecating.

Tears dripped on the screen.

He just loves you so much.

12:00 AM:

It was going to be tough without you for sure.

He needed to learn to take care of himself, on his own.

He needed to get used to not having you leave meals and lights on for him at night, to not have someone always waiting for him.

He needed to get used to a cold, cold bed without your warmth or your goodnight kisses.

He needed to get used to not seeing you anymore, ever.

He needed to get used to being on his own from now on.

A year later, five years later, ten years later.

There will be no one else to make him feel as happy as he once did.

Minho

12:00 AM:

He knew that separation would come, and that people always experience separation one kind or another.

But he did not expect that it would be so early and so sudden.

Nor did he expect it to be forever.

He didn't even have time to say goodbye to you.

12:45 AM:

When he received the call from your father, he was practicing with Hyunjin and Felix in the dance practice room.

"Hello? Mr. Y/L/N? Why are you-"

"Minho-ah...I don't know how to say this to you, but ......"

About three hours ago, you were involved in a bank robbery and were chosen as a hostage by the bandits.

About an hour ago, the bandits tried to kill you, they shot you in the chest.

Doctors immediately performed resuscitation, but......

45 minutes ago, your heart stopped beating.

1:20 AM:

By the time Minho arrived at the hospital, your body had already been taken to the morgue.

"Minho-ah..."

He hugged your mother, pretending to be fine.

He was in pain now too, so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

But he knew your parents must be hurting more than him.

So at least for now, he needed to be fine.

Even if he was about to die from the pain.

1:55 AM:

"I'll take her home...Minho-ah, I know how hard it must be for you too right now......here's Y/N's jacket...you can take it."

Minho feebly took your jacket and stared straight at the ground.

The moment your parents turned to leave, the feelings that had accumulated inside burst out in a flash.

He slammed the wall repeatedly and forcefully.

He did not stop even when his knuckles were all covered in blood, he did not stop even when there were three doctors pulling him away.

Why? Why? Why must it be you?

Why did you have to do this to him? Why must he have his love taken away?

Why......

2:30 AM:

'He is horribly silent.'

That's what Changbin, who came to pick him up thought.

He was expecting a reaction of tears, of sobs, of yelling and anger, of incomprehensible and insane cries.

Not like this, currently, without saying a word, clutching your blood-soaked jacket, sitting silently in the back seat.

But what Changbin couldn't see was the bandaged hands that were clenched under the jacket.

What he can't see is the hostility in Minho's eyes.

4:00 AM:

It's not supposed to be like this.

Your house is not supposed to be so quiet.

When your kitten sees Minho come in from outside, he rubs against his leg.

Unbeknownst to this little fellow, his other owner was never coming home.

Minho dropped to his knees, startling the cat.

"It shouldn't be like this......"

He chuckled.

"It's all wrong."

5:00 AM:

For an hour he knelt where he was. His knees began to twitch and ache, and his calves went numb.

You were so strong, how could you just die like that?

You were smart, how could you let yourself be the hostage?

Why did it have to be you? Why did it have to be the one he loved?

He won't take it. He wasn't gonna take it. He will never take it.

"Wake up."

He began to slap himself, one after another, until his face turned red and even began to bleed.

But he wouldn't wake up.

Because it wasn't a dream.

7:00 AM:

When he stood up, he nearly fell right back to the ground.

He endured the pain on his face, the pain in his knee, the pain of his injury, and limped back to your bedroom.

He gets under the covers, puts his head on the pillow and looks at where you should be sleeping peacefully.

Smelling your scent, surrounded by the familiar aura, he closed his eyes.

He didn't know why he thought so, but he felt that, when he'd opened his eyes again, everything would go back to the way it was.

11:30 AM:

He was awakened by the movement of the cat.

He opened his eyes, you were still not there.

The pain in his body did not diminish at all, it was more painful than earlier.

The wounds on his hands, the wounds on his face, even the dull pain in the chest had multiplied.

Only now he also had a headache from only barely getting four hours of sleep.

After picking up your cat with one hand and tossing him off the bed, Minho headed for the bathroom.

11:45 AM:

Arriving in the kitchen, Minho took out two slices of bread.

When he finished cooking, he took out two plates.

Opening the drawer, he took out two forks.

He did for half an hour what could have been done in ten minutes.

Every little movement reminded him that there were supposed to be two people in the house.

12:50 PM:

After eating, Minho went to the living room and slumped on the couch.

He unconsciously looked to the door.

Like you were gonna push through the door the next second.

Though his heart told him again and again that it was impossible.

But even then, he kept looking over at the door every few minutes.

How pathetic.

1:30 PM:

The bank robbery last night was on the news.

"All three robbers have been apprehended, in the case -"

Before the newscaster finished, Minho turned off the TV.

It's playing surveillance footage from the bank.

He saw you.

For a second, the emotion he thought he had suppressed burst forth again.

4:30 PM:

What a slow day today.

It's only been some 10 hours since last night.

For Minho, it seems like years have passed.

You're in every nook and cranny of the house.

That painting you didn't finish, that laundry in the washing machine, that leftover food in the fridge...

Anger, depression, irritation, all kinds of emotions piled up, only to make him more and more confused.

Finally he decided to go for a walk.

5:30 PM:

How did he end up here?

He was standing in front of the bank, there was a crowd outside.

"Oppa!"

Just as he was about to turn around and walk away, a voice came from below.

"......"

He looked down at the source of the voice. It was a little girl, no more than five or six years old.

"Oppa, you are the boyfriend of the unnie/oppa who saved my life yesterday, right? Eomma told me!"

"Sooji! I told you to stop running! '

The girl's mother immediately catches up with her, looking apologetically at Minho.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I just turned my head for one second and she- Sooji come with Eomma, don't disturb-"

"You said...saved you?"

Minho ignored the mother's words and stared at the little girl.

"Yes! Sooji was taken by bad guys yesterday! If it weren't for unnie/oppa yesterday, Sooji would be dead by now! The TV said you were unnie/oppa's boyfriend! Do you know where they are?"

The child's innocent words pierced Minho's heart like needles.

Turns out you weren't chosen by the bandits after all.

You were trying to save someone......

"Mr. Lee, I'm really sorry... Sooji! Just give oppa the phone!"

Sooji, frowned, handing Minho the phone in her pocket and bows.

"Although I can't see unnie/oppa, if oppa does, please say thank you for me!"

Minho took the phone and nodded. The little girl didn't need to know.

"Mr. Lee, Mr/Ms. Y/L/N gave me this phone before they were taken hostage in place of my daughter, and I think it contains... there should be something for you......I am truly sorry for your loss."

The little girl was immediately led away by her mother, who made several more bows before she left.

He was holding your phone in his hand, it felt like it weighed several tons. He felt like he couldn't breathe.

He knew he couldn't stay here too long, so he quickly put your phone in his pocket and left the scene.

9:00 PM:

He thought he would be able to turn on the phone when he got home.

But it was as if some invisible power was holding him back.

No, it wasn't some invisible at all. It was him.

Because he knew that turning on your phone and reading the message...meant that......

He'd have to accept that you were dead.

11:00 PM:

Minho was back in your room, quivering.

He couldn't find the courage to turn on the phone.

But he knew he couldn't be so selfish.

This message was your last word, which meant that it wasn't just for him.

Even if it's for your parents, he had to open it.

Finally, curled up in your shared bed, Minho cradles your clothes in her arms, types in his birthday as the pin number, and opens your phone.

What pops up automatically was the notes app.

To Mom and Dad:

I'm sorry I can't be your child any longer. I love you two.

To Stray Kids:

I'm sorry for damaging your reputation. Please take care of Minho for me.

To Minho:

I will always love you.

With a few simple words, Minho's tears, which had been repressed for 23 hours, broke down. Like a burst of a waterfall, tears streamed down his cheeks and flew into his mouth, dripping onto his body, blurring his sight.

His hands clenched his chest, feeling the physical pain in his heart. He could only cry helplessly.

He clung to himself, looking for something to hold on to, but it was of no use.

All he could do was cry.

You have thought of the possibility that you might face death.

Even knowing that you might face death, you still chose to save that little girl.

He wanted to hate you, wanted to hate you for leaving him.

But he knew you, he knew you would make such a decision.

You really were the strongest, bravest person.

He loves you so much.

He doesn't want to stop loving you.

12:00 AM:

His pillow was soaked with tears, your tiny phone is in his arms, your jacket is over him.

It was as if you were there for him, holding him, protecting him.

"I too...will always love you."

He murmured to himself in a faint voice.