#fenn headcanons

[codthefishgod]

You have to understand. Fenn is the guy who fought his entire life to get the opportunities he's been given. He made it from the ground up. He put in the work.

Meanwhile Tobias has been given these same opportunities on a silver fucking platter since he came out of the womb, but he didn't choose this. He doesn't want this. Tobias would rather be playing banjo on an abandoned street corner. Tobias would rather be crossing the country with nothing but a packet of chips and a dollar fifty. Tobias would rather be adventuring the seven seas as a stateless pirate. TOBIAS WOULD RATHER HAVE A BROKEN DOWN MOTEL AS HIS ONLY PLACE TO STAY AS HE TRIES TO FIND THE LAST LOCATION WHERE A LONG DEFUNCT FAST FOOD CHAIN STILL OPERATES.

[darlingzelda]

[olipeaksforever]

More albums Twin Peaks characters would listen to! This time: Annie, Harry and Tammy (first row) and Bobby, Audrey and Gordon (second row)!

[fangsandsoftgrass]

The description for the Saliache tiara saying it was previously worn by an Ayleid shapechanger to help transformations was sooooo cirwedhcoded so I got it LMAO

ALSO IT WORKS SO NICE WITH HER CURRENT LOOK LIKE CMONNNNN

[ithseem]

Court of Darkness with a Reader who Hums to Self-Soothe (Part 1)

Writing this because no one else will. And because it's fun

Warnings: mentions of traumatic events, but they do not go into much detail. The reader is in an established relationship with the boys

Guy

First notices one day when you were waiting for him in his room, humming an unfamiliar tune

His curiosity is piqued, so he asks you why you're humming

You tell him it's your way of self-soothing after going through those traumatic events, or when overstimulated

He can't really blame you, and he finds your humming far from distracting

He actually finds it quite admirable, and since you're his paramour, he doesn't need to hide that fact

Does secretly wish you would hum for him though

Lynt

He was napping in the courtyard when he heard you humming a short distance away from him

Your voice was really soothing and if he wasn't feeling relaxed then, he sure was now

Later in the day, when you meet up in his room, he told you that he heard your humming

He liked your voice, but he does wonder why you hum to yourself

And when you say it's to self-soothe after going through traumatic events, he can't help but feel sad for you

Even so, he thinks humming is a great way for you to relieve stress]

And if you feel like humming when happy, he'll ask you to hum for him

Toa

He heard your voice outside the music room where you waited for him

He asked if you do that a lot, and you say yes, as it's your way of soothing yourself when you're either overstimulated or coping with trauma

Honestly, he gets it. Music is his escape too

And humming has other benefits too, like helping to regulate breathing, which can help lower heart rate and blood pressure

The vibrations from your own voice can do wonders on the nervous system

He does ask if you could hum for him sometime, and if you say yes, he would be SO happy

Fenn

"Treasure, what a sweet voice you have!" - Fenn

Was he there the whole time?

He does wonder why you hum to yourself. You are his paramour, he's just curious about you

And when you tell him it's to calm yourself after becoming overstimulated or to cope with a traumatic event speedrun, he understands

And frankly, he kind of admires it. You create your own beauty after experiencing bad things

Roy

He overheard you humming while you were waiting for him on the rooftop garden

He finds your voice to be quite lovely

He does want to know why you like to hum to yourself

And when you tell him, he understands completely, and kind of admires it

He'd try it out to calm his nerves before important royal duties

He does also kind of wish you'd hum for him also

[better-call-mau1]

Congratulations! You’re being smothered with a completely random headcanon about Mandalorian marriage customs rescued! Please do not resist.

The Rite of Riduurok Akaanir, aka “Lover’s Quarrel”

Alright…so I gotta be honest and say that even though I can’t remember how exactly this headcanon came to me, I’ve been carrying it around for years, ever since first watching Rebels and shipping Sabezra 😅 …and at this point, I feel like it’s burning a hole in my head, trying desperately to get out, so I’m gonna save myself the expense of reconstructive cranial surgery and just share it:

Mandalorians like to fight. Actually, they don’t just like to fight, “weapons are a part of [their] religion,” or at least their culture—and for many, their entire lives are built around that. In the case of the Children of the Watch, strict adherence to a No-Living-Being-Can-See-You-With-Your-Helmet-Off orthodoxy even gets in the way of basic interpersonal behavior, like eating a meal together. The implications of that are…interesting…and not in a “wow that’s cool!” way…more like a “kark, that’s depressing” way.

Basically, I started to wonder how the “BAM! BOOM! BAM! BOOM! BLOW STUFF UP AND KILL THOSE FORCE-WIELDING MANIACS!” portion of Mandalorian culture (so…most of it?) intersects with intrinsic parts of human…wait, nope, sorry Grogu sentient life—namely romantic intimacy. (Paz Vizsla has, presumably, not taken his helmet off in decades…and he has a son who’s probably 12ish years old, tops…so do you think he ever stares at his kid and tries parsing out his own features to get an idea of what his wife looks like?) It’s an extreme example from an extreme sect, but there’s application to Mandalorian society as a whole. Where does love fit into a worldview or galaxy-view, I guess where conflict is a core tenet? When do individuals stop existing as warriors and start existing as people? Do they ever?

Anyway, the point is that on its face, the cultural dogma doesn’t seem to leave much room for authentic social and romantic intimacy, especially the latter since, ya know, the beskar has to come off both literally and figuratively in order to procreate. It’s difficult for me to see how the necessity of physical and emotional vulnerability can coexist with the rest of Mando culture—so let’s just leave it at that.

But for a civilization to survive as long as Mandalore has without totally disintegrating, those intimate relationships have to exist, and there’s plain evidence that they do. For all their problems, the Wren family clearly loves each other, and we even get a glimpse of some soft Alrich/Ursa PDA in “Heroes of Mandalore.” Then there’s Bo-Katan, who still cares deeply for her sister despite…well…joining a terrorist faction to help overthrow her. That says something, right?

Wrapping my mind around how authentic love can exist in a fictional warrior society really got me thinking—so much so that I headcanoned a ritual (Riduurok Akaanir, “Lover’s Quarrel”) to help myself work it all out.

The general idea? On Mandalorian wedding nights, the bride and groom have a private duel. A duel to the death? Maybe if it’s an arranged marriage and one party really wants out and I’m gonna speculate that Bo-Katan widowed herself at least four times before running off to join Death Watch.

More commonly, though, it’s just a playful act to embody love transcending conflict. Alrich Wren, for example, isn’t a traditional warrior, but Ursa didn’t assert her superior combat prowess on their wedding night by firing a wrist rocket at his face something Bo-Katan probably did to a few of the short-lived husbands Satine picked out for her. (“Parry this, you kriffing casual.”) Instead, I’d like to think Alrich and Ursa went through the basic motions of a hand-to-hand duel, not necessarily to prove who’s the better warrior, but as an intimate prelude to the actual consummation of their marriage—almost like a mutually disarming dance. (Could it be light-heartedly competitive? Sure! As the first Mando to perform the Riduurok Akaanir with a Jedi, Sabine would go all-out to make sure she doesn’t lose to Ezra! 😆) When the dance-duel ends, they set aside their warrior identities to become something more: husband and wife. It’s like a way of saying, “As Mandalorians, what we do is fight, but we’re more than mere weapons. We fight so we can love. We wear armor to protect ourselves, our homes, and our families. It’s an important part of who we are, but we’re ultimately made of flesh and blood, not cold beskar.”

So that’s the point of Riduurok Akaanir, a term I came up with using this nifty English to Mando’a online translator (before I just called it “Wedding Night Fight” in my head). It’s not supposed to be a blanket explanation—but intimacy and vulnerability don’t have clear utility in a warrior culture, and this is my best attempt at bridging that perceived gap.

If you made it down this far without dozing off, enjoy this Sabezra incorrect quote! 😁

Fenn Rau: I trust that Sabine briefed you on Mandalorian wedding customs?

Ezra: Yep! I know exactly how not to get myself killed before officially becoming a married man.

Rau: The trick is not getting yourself killed *after* becoming a married man. Did she explain what happens on the wedding night?

Ezra: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

Rau:

Ezra:...yeahthatsnotreallysomethingIneedorwantSabinetoexplaintomeandKanankindofgavemethelowdownbackduringmyJeditrainingdayssoIthinkIknowwhattodobutthanksanyway.

Rau: Kanan taught you about the Mandalorian ‘lover’s quarrel,’ then? His instruction was even more thorough that I imagined. Or maybe he always knew you and Sabine would end up together.

Ezra: Sorry, did you say...?

Rau: The Rite of Riduurok Akaanir is usually non-fatal. Sabine seems to be genuinely fond of you, so I’m sure you’ll survive to see the sunrise.

Ezra:

Ezra:

Ezra: Oh kriff.

[atomsminecraft]

My headcanon on if the consorts would like roller coasters or not lmao

Guy

I feel like he would because it would be kinda similar to riding Ertle but just really fast

Jasper

I’m not 100% sure on this one but I’m gonna go for him not liking roller coasters. Idk I just find it funny that one day he did have to go on Ertle for whatever reason and he was scared shitless and never went on Ertle again 💀

Toa

I’m gonna say he doesn’t like them. He might like carousels, teacup rides, and one of those rides that lift you up in the air and spin you around though

Knight

Absolutely not 💀

Bro would hate them

He would try them out once and vow to never go on one again

Fenn

He would love them

He’s the one who tricked Knight onto going on one and it scared Knight shitless

He would keep any pictures that are taken on roller coasters

He and Guy are forced to sit next to each other

They sit in the front for the “full experience”

One time he memorized where the cameras are on a roller coaster and when they were about to pass one he put his arm around Guy’s shoulder and now cherishes the picture

Guy tries to burn the picture

He fails

Roy

Oh boy

I feel like he wouldn’t like roller coasters but he would like the same ones as Toa; Carousel, teacup rides, and those rides that lift you in the air and spin around

He would go on one one time and his princely demeanor almost slipped

Almost

Bro’s hair got so messed up and Fenn made fun of him for it /j but also /srs

Grayson

Absolutely not

No

He would hate them

He would look at one and not want to go on it

Would avoid one with all the power he has

“I’ll stay here and watch everyone’s things”

He uses every excuse in the book

Lynt

Now why would you make him go on one

Bro would get nightmares

Let him go on one if those rides at Disney that tells you the shortened version of a movie like that one Ariel ride

Actually it would be pretty funny seeing him fall asleep on a roller coaster

Imagine Lynt snoozing during the entire ride

Everyone is screaming meanwhile Lynt is like 😴😪

The workers there think he fainted and almost call in paramedics

Tino

Who hurt you

Never make him go on one

He would have a heart attack

He’s staying on the ground

Would go if Lynt went on one though

Lynt please show mercy

Rio

He loves them

He would ask to go on it again

He would find the largest roller coasters and go on them

He’s having the time of his life

Lance

Ok so I’m not 100% sure

I feel like he would like specific rides

Like he probably wouldn’t like the roller coasters that have those spins that bring you upsidedown

Dia

I feel like he wouldn’t like them

He would have to have his hair in my ponytail to keep his hair out of his face

Would rather go find mushrooms then be there

He would go on the ride if it has mushrooms

Someone get him a ride that’s based on mushrooms

He would love that

Lou

I feel like he would be terrified of them 💀

He made the mistake of going on one that Fenn recommended and he has never been the same

“It’s not that fast” proceeds to go at the speed of light

I would love to see the imagine that shows up after his picture is taken while he’s on a roller coaster

I feel like it would be funny to witness

[chirp-a-chirp]

Alrighty Court of Darkness Cult!

We need headcanons of Team Good Dads—King Aiden, King Liam, and King Klaus—finding unofficial ways to support or adopt the princes with bad dads—Guy, Toa, Lance, Fenn.

I’ll start: King Klaus

He’d present Guy a gift at a Saligian function when Roc wasn’t around. It would be a black leather jacket similar to what Roy and Grayson have. Except it would have the phrase “Best Boy” emblazoned in hot pink on the back—Sherry decides to show her support via magical bedazzling.

“Roy has an identical jacket in his closet. You both could match!” Roy audibly groans in the background.

Guy takes the gift with him back to Colde. Unbeknownst to anyone, he usually brings the jacket out of his closet after addressing correspondence from Avari nobles questioning his decisions. He’ll never admit this.

Klaus discretely sends Toa packages of Invidian tea known for its calming qualities and bouquets of blue roses—Klaus knows his relationship with Avari prevents him from being more open/direct with Toa. The tea and roses are accompanied with a note:

You are not alone.

[bitchkay]

Ass, tits, or thighs? Which one (or more) out of these do our friends from Court of Darkness prefer?

🎙️🎤🎙️🎤

[Ask received: oct 27th 2023]

See now were asking the good questions😈😈

Part 2

ASS🍑, TITS🍒 or THIGHS🍗??

Court of darkness edition :)

*random order*

Thighs

he just gives off that vibe

I feel like if he were to actually answer this question he wouldn't give an answer

Cus he loves all of you, what do you mean pick one

He may not know it yet but it just gravitates there you know

A secondary one is tits

When your top comes off he's all over your chest but your pants? IT'S OVER

Dosen't matter if you have thick thighs or not, his hands are squishing your leg meat like no tomorrow

Taking a bite outta those drumsticks frl

It's not like he finds home between your thighs when he's eating you ou--

Ass

I feel like if Guy could have fistfuls of your ass he would

Dosen't matter if you have a big ass, small ass or no ass his hands will find a way towards your rear

Tits.

A secondary would be thighs but tits take the cake for Toa

No cus imagine this

Your in bed with Toa right

Sitting on his lap facing him, top discarded

He has his hands around your waist thumbing your sides affectionately

Mouth fill of boobie

Making out with your breasts switching between the two periodically

Your nipples wet with saliva

To detach him from your chest would be evil, pure evil

If you did he'd look at you with such disappointment you cant help but feel bad

Ever seen Toa pout before? Now you have.

Tits

I feel like this ones obvious

Like bro just looks like a boobs kind of person

Not to mention in epilogues bro always has mouth fulls of your chest before your top is fully off

yitties in his mouf

They make good pillows for when you nap together aswell

Ass and Thighs

Yup

Dont get me wrong he loves him so titties but ass and thighs???????? Hips and waist???????????

He's done

Your leg meat is his favorite thing in the world

He considers it a privilege to get to rest his head on your thighs to take a nap and hes truely blessed with the view when he fuck from behi--

Thighs

Goes a little feral when he see them ngl

Slips your bottoms off and his mouth waters a little

Hickeys all over your thighs sorry

Might be a little sore too yeah he did a number on them😬

Good thing Saligian culture is fairly modest, you don't have to worry about trying to hide the marks on your legs--

Ass AND tits

You heard me

Hows he supposed to pick

Has two hands for a reason

Hands on your booty while hes sucking up on your boobs😼😼

Tits

Maybe ass

Ass would be like secondary

But 100% boobie

Fenn would have a bad day and ask to see your boobs to make him feel better💀

[mandogab]

When I saw this comment, I had already written the introduction to a new story, which I hope will appear soon. I just need Atin and Grogu to meet, jealous Fenn (who doesn't like Din) and Bo-Katan who wants forgiveness (because she's not the best mother and wife). 🧡

This comment made my day.

And I give you some of this one-shot below:

"What is this place?" Din asked.

"Something… like a refuge," she said, leading them down a less frequented street.

"Why would you hide on this planet? I found you on Kalevala…"

It was all too complicated for Din.

"My family is living here," she explained quietly.

Grogu looked around, delighted by all the new smells coming from the bazaar, the new sounds of the city waking up and the sights. He smiled, emerging from the bag at his father's waist.

"Family? I thought-"

"You don't know much about me yet," she cut off, standing at the door of one of the buildings.

[singsofecho]

*slaps the top of Korkie's unnamed, unknown alleged parent* this bad boy can fit so much interfamilial drama in it

[codthefishgod]

HALLOWEEN HEADCANONS FOR THE NEW MONTH‼️‼️‼️

Tobias would be the guy who gives out king size candy bars to every kid, he's THAT HOUSE on the block that everyone knows gives out the GOOD STUFF. Fenn gives out toothbrushes and apples 💀

And everyone knows who is who so if Fenn comes out they all start screaming "WHERE'S MR. TOBIIIIIIIII"

(Modern AU, trick or treating wasn't really a big thing at all during their canon era. If I knew more about traditional Halloween celebrations it'd be interesting to come up with headcanons for how they'd actually celebrate it too)

[darlingzelda]

How the Princes would react to MC being pregnant!

Guy: He would be absolutely stunned into silence at first. After sitting there in silence to contemplate his existence as a father, he would sit you down and tell you that you needn’t worry, because he’d take care of you. He’d formally move you into his chambers from then on and personally act as your bodyguard. He’d walk you everywhere and make sure you eat properly, even going so far as to escort you on daily walks to make sure you and the baby are healthy. Once he got used to the idea, he would worry over you and fuss over your wellbeing because he loves you so much.

Toa: He would most likely be incredibly happy. Toa doesn’t grin much, but the dazzling smile when you tell him could rival the sun itself. He worries about how his family will react, of course, but that’s nothing compared to the joy he feels at having a family with you. He often talks to the baby when the two of you are alone together, leaning down to your bump and telling them how he’s excited to meet them and how loved they are. Toa would be an excellent father. He immediately starts collecting every book in the library on how to raise and care for children, and he shares what he learns with MC when they take meals together. He also tells Knight to start collecting things for when the baby arrives.

Fenn: His first reaction would be terror. He’d never thought about the possibility of having children, and the thought of being a father scares him because he doesn’t know if he’ll be a good father for his child. However, once you reassure him that he’ll be fine, he starts becoming more and more excited. He never thought he’d have the chance to raise a wholesome family, and he’s so enamored with the fact that he starts obsessing over it. He goes into town with you to look at baby clothes and even starts telling Violet about it whenever he gets the chance to talk about his little one. his fangirls are absolutely in despair because now he’s really nailed down to you. The bad thing is, now he’s regarded as a DILF.

Lynt: He almost cried when you told him. This man has so much joy inside him that he ended up sobbing on your shoulder because of how happy he is. He’d always secretly wanted a child of his own, and he couldn’t be happier that the both of you were going to be parents! He’d start telling you about how he would cuddle the baby to sleep and rock them gently in his arms. Lynt would be the perfect father. He would be able to hush the child to sleep and have them sleeping in his arms within five seconds, simply emitting a calming, sleepy aura. You’d never be able to separate him from his beloved little child.

Roy: He’d simply stop functioning for a full five minutes. He cannot believe his ears. When he finally gets it through his head, he immediately throws his arms around you and genuinely has a breakdown of happy tears. He can’t believe he’s so lucky, he gets to have a child with the most amazing person ever. He starts talking to you about how he’d give the child the most amazing life, how he’s so excited to tell his family about it. He would talk nonstop about it to anyone who would listen, and eventually the other princes get tired of listening to him ramble about how much he loves his baby.

[olipeaksforever]

reposting my twin peaks headcanons because yeah (bobby is transfem btw)!!

[fangsandsoftgrass]

Day 15 Games./Hunt.

OKAY YALL BUCKLE TF UP

Fennorian gets to live his prey kink dreams. FAILING AT SMUT BEWARE

Something was chasing him, stalking through the unending darkness of the surrounding woods and closing the distance with every snag, every trip, every stumble. Fennorian's chest heaved, and what air he sucked through his clenched teeth was cold and sent jolts of pain through his jaw. Twigs snapped underfoot as he ran, lungs burning, but he pushed himself forward until a howl pierced the air, maybe forty paces behind, and sent a shiver down his spine. Something lower, deeper, more profound, turned molten as the ground beneath him shook and the birds above startled.

Eventually, the trees thinned, and tiny slivers of night peeked through the shadowy arms. The stars streaked by as Fennorian ran as fast as his legs would carry. But he was running out of steam, and both he and his hunter knew it. Soon, the air grew thick and heavy around him, droplets forming on the strands of dark hair that clung to his face. Everything was going fine, well- as fine as it could be given his current predicament, but with each starved breath, his chest caught fire. There was a moment—ragged panting behind him, a streak of white in his peripheral—and his foot struck the roots of a tree. Time slowed as he lurched forward and landed in damp earth a few feet ahead, splayed on his back as two massive arms sunk into the ground with a heavy THUD; a snarling maw snapping the air in front of his face with spit-slick lips and canines like daggers to slice through the tension.

"Ah," he whined as a rough tongue licked a trail from his jaw to the tip of his ear, "I've been caught, it seems." His heart was in his throat as the slavering beast buried its nose into his neck, teeth dragging along his collarbone, sending another shiver down the length of his sweat-soaked body. The smell of cold leaf litter and fresh blood overwhelmed his senses, and when he opened his eyes he saw gore-stained white fur overgrown with tangling vines. Fennorian shut his eyes in anticipation as the creature threw its head back and howled into the treetops, sending another wave of startled birds from their roosts.

"Caught." Her lips were not meant to form words, yet they did regardless: "Poor deer." The rumbling baritone behind her chewed-up speech did unspeakable things to the pit in his stomach as Fennorian found himself arching off the ground, almost eager in his movements to closen up to the thing.

"My, what sharp teeth you have." he keened into the fur-covered chest that smothered him, breathing deep the heady musk as it practically dripped off her. A pause, and then another hot puff of air as Fennorian was faced with the beast's piercing gaze. For a moment he thought he saw a flash of green, and in the next the beast was shifting before him. It was always a horrifying display, but one he enjoyed deeply, as bones snapped and fur shed from writhing skin in a ring around them, melting into the shape of a naked Bosmer in the dappled moonlight.

"Mhm. All the better to do this-" she dipped down to nip at the skin beneath his ear, licking at the purple mark left behind and snaking her arms up his own. If it could beat any slower, Fenn would have thought his heart had stopped when a filthy moan escaped his lips. What clothes she hadn't torn in their chase, Cirwedh made quick work of removing. The remainders of his modesty were thrown to the side as he silently cursed the deep mauve blush spreading from his face to his chest. All around him hung shimmering waves of moonlit hair, stained at the ends with blood and dirt, and as the warmth of her hands traveled lower down his body, the feeling from before returned with a white-hot vengeance. Every inch of his skin felt like it was on fire, and the more he leaned into her touch, the harder she pushed him back into the soft earth beneath.

"So pretty on yer back; I wish you could see what I do right now." she purred. It sounded absolutely divine. Lost in the way her tongue played with the edges of her teeth, Fennorian didn't notice her thighs closing around his hips until her warmth was flush against his pelvis and sending that fire straight to his belly.

"I'd argue the view is much better from here." He strained, failing in whatever poor attempt at suave was made. But he meant every word. The sight was mesmerizing; her skin was alive with flowering greenery, and the strands of silver moonlight illuminated the sheen of sweat covering her freckled skin. He felt he could stare at her forever, that his eyes were made to behold this sacred sight, His hands made to worship her form. For hers was a raw and wild beauty, sweet like honey and sharp-toothed. It was only when she shifted—and he felt a jolt of pleasure as she ground her hips against his—that he broke from his trance and squirmed beneath her weight.

"Now you're paying attention!" she was chastising him. Sneering through wolfish teeth and tapping long claw-like nails against the lean muscle of his biceps. Every word dripped with sex as she leaned down and whispered into his ear. "A shame you couldn't run longer, to be honest. I was having a lot of fun with the hunt." that familiar glint was in her eye again. Fennorian could only shudder as she lowered herself, and her chest pushed nearly all the breath from his lungs. He hungrily kissed every inch of her skin, from the jagged soul-scar across her breastbone to the curve of her throat, desperate to touch her in whatever capacity he could.

"I-it's a real shame to-" There was another flush of heat against his flesh, and a pathetic whimper interrupted him, "mhmf- play with your food, love." There was that annoyingly wanton begging as he spoke, almost whining for her to finish the game he'd started.

He watched as she looked down her nose at him and hummed, pulling his arms by the wrists to hold her by the hips as she tortured him with her every movement.

"Oh, my Deer, you don't get to rush this."

He gasped softly, feigning shock. In the woods somewhere, a howl echoed, and Fennorian welcomed the end he was to find in the damp earth as the wolf atop him pounced.

[ithseem]

Drawing Henna Tattoos On the Consorts' Hands (S-Ranks edition)

"Why are you writing this?" Because no one else will. And because it's fucking fun

Saligia is full of wack flora and fauna, and since you've finally found something resembling a henna plant that can actually leave a stain and doesn't make you hallucinate or some other odd shit, you decided to crush some of the leaves up and make a batch. There was an upcoming festival, so this is a good opportunity to put those skills to use

Guy

Oh boy...The amount of puppy-eyeing you need to do 💀

He does eventually cave though, only because it's you. His own curiosity definitely has no part in this, what are you talking about?

He's going into this knowing that henna stains may take a few hours to set properly before he could wipe the dried paste off.

Because of that, he'd get all his stuff done before sitting down with you. You'd better do the same too.

He'd moisturize his hands and forearms as per your advice and hold still long enough to see you work your artistic skills, and he's quite impressed (He may or may not voice this).

He can see that working with henna can be fiddly, seeing how focused you are.

The small smile on his face after you finished means your mission was successful.

Lynt

You want to draw a tattoo with henna on his hand? Alright. It looks like it'd take a while to draw so he'd try and stay still if he'd fall asleep.

"Would you moisturize my hands for me? 🥺" is is excuse to feel your hands before you start your work.

He does fall asleep about half an hour in. He saw how focused you were, and the design already looked pretty good, so he trusts that he's in good hands (not that he has a reason to distrust you).

You did tell him ahead of time that the henna would take a few hours to properly set, so he'd try not to move his hand too much

Lynt's pretty sensitive, so once the henna feels properly dry, he'd wipe off the paste.

He seemed so pleased with the design that it seems a shame to use that hand too much. He'll ask Tino to do a bit more work until the stain wears off (Not that Tino minds)

Roy

When you told Roy about drawing tattoos with crushed leaves, he knew he'd want to try it. Especially on festival days.

Though he is a busy man, he'd make some time for you to do his henna and wait for a few hours to let the stain set. Probably on a day off or something.

He can't help but watch you while you put your artistic prowess to work.

And the design? It is absolutely gorgeous.

"That look of intense focus is quite captivating, you know? And the design looks gorgeous" - Roy Invidia

Fast forward several hours and he's wiped off the dried henna.

He wears the stain like a medal of honour.

Soon enough, all the girls found out about it and drew some designs on their own to wear on special occasions

Toa

He can't say he isn't curious about this custom, so he'll indulge you. And he wants to spend more time with you and watch your artistic skills in action.

Before his day off he made sure everything is done without any mistakes (he does that anyway, but he does this more meticulously than usual)

He washed and moisturized his hands before you got to work.

Drawing with a tube of paste can be fiddly, so he held still as possible (he was going to anyway, he just really doesn't want to break your concentration)

He has to admit, the design looks exquisite. You really put a lot of care and thought into it

The next day, you see him teaching his classes with the henna stained hand in plain sight.

He let his class in on this once his lecture finished.

Needless to say nigh everyone had a henna tattoo on ball days after that.

Fenn

You want to draw a tattoo on him? Using crushed leaves? He would love that!

He doesn't mind sitting still for an hour to see you work on something so beautiful.

Hands and forearms? Clean. Skin? Hydrated and moisturized by you (he likes feeling your hands). Hotel? Trivago.

The design you're working on is beautiful yes, but it pales compared to you. Especially right this moment since you look so focused.

The urge to try and fluster you is too strong, so he does when you lift the tube for a few moments.

The stain set a few hours later, and my goodness was the final product gorgeous.

And let me tell you: nigh everyone drew a tattoo with henna. Especially before ball nights

Rio

Rio would be more than happy to let you draw a design with henna on his hand, but he is a bit concerned about how he's going to eat his food. That henna(?) stuff doesn't seem too appetizing and he doesn't want to ruin your work. (Thoma volunteered to take over for his work for tending to the vegetable patch)

You opted for a simpler design on his forearm or on the back of his hand so it doesn't get too in the way of his food or work. Rio doesn't mind though. He knows what you'll create will be beautiful regardless

His hands and forearms are clean and moisturized and he's rarin to go (not without a few snacks to share with you, of course)

He can't say he's too well-versed in this art form, but you look like you know what your doing, and he likes the design.

The wait was definitely worth it, and he wears that stain like a badge of honour.