#I think they'd have a calm and wholesome dynamic

[by-saiyuri]

sometimes you just need to draw a retired god being a grandpa to his nation's children

[morningsharksworld]

I don't know if you write platonic fanfictions or not, but I had an idea about one! I just felt like sharing it with you, in case it gave you any inspiration or brain worms for a future story!

A story of a new member who'd join the Phreaks who's older than Hazard, maybe in their 40s, that'd help them out during one of their heists then leave, but they keep meeting in the same place, and this lone wolf vigilante having no gang decides "sure I could roll with you guys, you seem like you could use my help." Then after they join, all the combat experience and abilities they have are super useful, their personality fits in pretty well, they're not judgmental, and they act like almost a chill Mom/Dad figure that everyone appreciates. I understand the Phreaks are all a found family, but I see it as a found family of brothers and sisters. This new member would be like the 'mother/father' figure of theirs. They go through some sort of dangerous gang fight, one that nearly could have got Hazard killed, and this parental gang member does something that saves him. And after Hazard goes "thank you" the member goes "no problem son," and it sticks to Hazard for the rest of the event until they get home.

Imagine that when they get home Hazard brings it up, and the member admits that they had a son who was only 14 years old when they passed away... due to this horrible system. The healthcare system, the education system, the judicial system. They hated all of it after what it all did to their son... and then they'd confess that Hazard's confidence and dreams and perseverance reminded them so much of their late son that if they lived only 10 more years, they'd probably be just like him.

Imagine that this person eventually 'adopts' Hazard as a son in this gang, and their bond goes deeper than blood. And for the first time in his life Hazard has a father figure that actually gives a shit about him, listen to his feelings and ideas, and even show up to is wedding with Susie (or enter S/O here)

Deeper Than Blood

A/N: AAHHH I had to take a moment to appreciate this because this is extremely wholesome, I wish blizzard made these type of dynamics with some of the characters in game. It took longer than expected because I wanted to make it as perfect as possible and to convey the perfect portrayal for it. I hope you like it 👹✨. Also fun fact every time that I wrote the character in question dialogue, for some reason I kept reading it in the voice of Dracula from castlevania, but when he…you know ALMOST kills Alucard and that kind of made me tear up a bit.

Summary: The phreaks along Hazard found someone to call home.

The job had gone sideways before it even began. Hazard crouched behind a rusted metal container, his heart pounding as gunfire rattled through the abandoned factory. The Phreaks were pinned down, outnumbered and outgunned. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

A shadow passed overhead, swift and deliberate. Hazard barely caught the blur of movement before he saw one of their attackers collapse, then another. It wasn’t one of the Phreaks—this figure moved with precision, like they’d done this a thousand times before.

In the chaos, Hazard felt a hand grip his arm and yank him behind better cover. “Keep your head down, kid” the voice said, calm but firm. They didn’t stay long, vanishing into the smoke as quickly as they appeared.

When the dust settled and the Phreaks regrouped, Hazard couldn’t stop thinking about the stranger who’d saved him.

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The next week, Hazard found himself wandering back to the same district. He told himself it was coincidence, but deep down, he was looking for them. It didn’t take long. The stranger was leaning against a food stand, chewing on a skewer, their weathered face unreadable.

“You’re a persistent one aren’t you…” they said without looking up.

Hazard froze, unsure how to respond. “Ah, uh… wanted tae say thank’s, for last time.”

They shrugged. “You don’t need to thank me.”

“Ah don’t even ken who ye are, but really thank ye.” Hazard said, more curious than accusatory.

The stranger finally looked at him, their gaze steady. “Just someone who doesn’t like seeing people getting themselves killed.” The encounters became more frequent after that. Hazard started noticing them watching the Phreaks from a distance, their presence quiet but unmistakable. During another skirmish, they stepped in again, their skills turning the tide in the Phreaks’ favor.

Afterward, Hazard confronted them. “Why dae ye keep helpin’ us?”

The stranger raised an eyebrow. “Because you need it.” They glanced at the group of young, scrappy misfits. “You’ve got heart, but no direction. You could use someone who’s been around the block.”

The Phreaks were hesitant at first, but their actions spoke louder than words. Slowly, they became part of the crew—not just as a fighter, but as a grounding presence.

They were different from the others. Where the Phreaks were loud and brash, they were quiet and deliberate. They didn’t judge, didn’t lecture. Instead, they listened, offering advice when it was asked for and stepping back when it wasn’t.

For Hazard, they quickly became someone he trusted. Someone who didn’t dismiss his ideas or mock his dreams.

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It wasn’t until a particularly brutal confrontation with a rival gang that Hazard truly understood what they meant to him.

The Phreaks had been ambushed, their plan falling apart under the weight of sheer numbers. Hazard saw an opening and took it, charging forward to create a distraction. But he underestimated the enemy. A grenade landed near him, and he froze, realizing he didn’t have time to get away.

Before he could react, the stranger was there, shoving him aside and taking the brunt of the blast on their reinforced armor.

Hazard scrambled to their side as they pushed themselves up, wincing. "Ye awright?" he asked, his voice shaky.

“Fine” they grunted, brushing off debris.

“Thank ye mate” Hazard said softly, the weight of what just happened sinking in.

They gave him a faint smile. “No problem, son.”

The word lingered in Hazard’s mind long after the fight was over. They had called him kid before sure, but this was something new.

Later that night, back at the hideout, Hazard found them sitting alone in their room, quietly cleaning their gear. He hesitated before approaching. "Can ah ask ye somethin’?"

They looked up, their expression unreadable. “Sure.”

"Why’d ye call me ‘son’?"

For the first time, their composure seemed to falter. They set down their gear and took a deep breath. “Because you remind me of mine.”

Hazard blinked, caught off guard.

They continued, their voice heavy with emotion. “He died when he was fourteen. This city… it chews people up and spits them out. The healthcare system, the schools, the courts—they all failed him. Failed us. I hated it all after that. Walked away from everything.”

They paused, their hands trembling slightly. “When I see you fighting for something better, refusing to give up… I see what he could’ve been. What he should’ve been.”

Hazard didn’t know what to say. He sat down beside them, the silence stretching between them until he finally spoke hurriedly. "Ah'm sorry—Ah didnae mean tae pry intae it, it just caught me off guard and Ah—"

“Don’t be Son” they interrupt him while chuckling softly. “You’ve giving me a chance to make things right. To protect someone again. And if you’ll let me… I’d like to be the family you didn’t get.”

Hazard felt a lump in his throat but managed to nod. “Aye. Ah’d like that too, actually. Everyone would.”

From that moment on, their bond deepened. They weren’t just another member of the Phreaks—they were the calm in the storm, the steady presence that held the group together.

And to Hazard, they became more than a mentor, more than a protector. They were family.

In a world that had taken so much from both of them, they found something neither had expected: hope.

EXTRA:

The Phreaks were winding down after a job when the parental figure noticed Hazard, flushed, typing away on his comm-link.

"What’s this?" they teased, walking over. "Your head has been all in the clouds these past few days. Who’s on your mind, my boy?"

Hazard groaned, trying to his subtitle glances at her. "Nothin’… just Susie."

The tall figure could only grin. "Oh? You and Susie seem to be gettin’ real cozy with each other." They leaned in. "Tell me, are you asking her to marry you anytime soon? You do know that I’m not getting any younger”

Hazard’s eyes widened. "Whit?! Nae way! It’s no like that!"

"Oh, but I bet it could be." They chuckled. "I’d love to see it. You in your best suit, Susie by your side. Beautiful."

"Stop it!" Hazard said, trying to hide his face.

They could only ruffled his hair, still grinning. "Don’t worry, Son. I’m just havin’ some fun. But when you do, I’ll be there. Front row."

Hazard muttered under his breath "You’re impossible."

"And I’ll be proud to see it. Just don’t wait too long, eh?"

Hazard just nodded, half-flustered, half-grateful for the teasing that felt more like family than anything else.

[c0zy-fluff]

Do you have any headcanons for Starstudent? 💙💛💙💛

Oh, PLENTY.

- They'd have multiple tropes: the oblivious x obvious (or boyfailure) trope, (obviously) the dumbass x smartass trope, mutual feelings (but neither of them see it, except for everyone else around them), etc.

- When given affection by the other, Bubba's ears would flap and his tail would wag from side to side cuz he's flustered (y'all can thank @skelexguts for that one- ...and a couple of others-)

- They'd be a sassy duo in public, but really wholesome n cute when alone together (Like they'd both give off slightly sassy remarks towards others, as a joke ofc, but would later be all cuddly and comfy together)

- (I've already said this one in another post, but I'll say it again) When Bubba's stressed, he'd huddle himself into a ball and his ears would mostly cover his face, while Kickin will give him unconditional support and love

- When Kickin's stressed/frustrated w/ smth (or maybe even himself), Bubba would calmly attempt to get Kickin's attention away from his slight breakdown. Once he does, Kickin is basically left breathing heavily for a split moment due to his breakdown, while staring at Bubba. After a few moments, he immediately hugs Bubba tightly (but not enough to actually hurt him) while Bubba would console him and softly whisper to Kickin saying stuff like "It's okay", "You're safe", "Nothing can hurt you here" and also wipe any tears he sees off Kickin's face

- After either one of them calm down from their mini panic attacks, the other would tell them to give a genuine, happy smile, then the other would compliment on how adorable they look when they smile and then they'd laugh about how they know they both love each other very much <33

- Bubba is definitely the big spoon (and Kickin would always feels so safe, comfy, and protected by da elephant's cuddles)

- They'd joke around w/ each other and crack lil jokes from time to time while playing some video games

- Hoppy teasing Kickin for his crush on Bubba when she first notices Kickin staring at Bubba would be a complete understatement. She would absolutely tease him for making goo-goo eyes at Bubba and Kickin would either be too proud to admit he likes Bubba or be too embarrassed by how Hoppy's teasing him

- When receiving affection from the other, such as smol kisses, one of them would get butterflies and start giggling, which leaves the other to stare at them lovingly while thinking "Wow... He has the most adorable laugh I've ever heard..."

- They'd definitely have a dynamic where one info dumps about stuff they like while the other listens lovingly to them

- Sometimes if one of them starts to slowly fall asleep on the other (on their shoulder, head, lap, etc.), the other would find it absolutely adorable to look at them sleeping so soundly

Welp- That's all from me! ...For now. :]

(yeah, i came up w/ some of these hcs w/ the help of @skelexguts , go check them out! Cuz they pretty cool :P)