#gender thieves

[symphonic-scream]

Okay here are the

Phantom Thieves of Gender

This started from some headcanons for a transboy Haru thing and now I have a mini arcana swap with the most gender team of teens ever so. Here

Fool/World - non binary Futaba, they/them, don't have much for them yet

Lovers - tranfemme Akira, she/they, wears glasses, first year on hormones, she doesn't talk much outside of the metaverse, but is a mad flirt

Chariot - trans Ann, she/her! She and Shiho are volleyball players, she isn't allowed to play for the school cause of her birth sex, but she and Shiho play for a little local rec team after the first arc, been on hormones since 14, her parents are rich and supportive

Emperor - nonconforming/genderqueer Makoto, any pronouns, preference for they or he. Was a goody goody stuck under Kobayakawa's thumb, but the Thieves help them out and the week after the confession, they show up to school in an oversized plaid jacket and pants, a new gender identity, and hair more choppy, parted more like Sae's, more grunge. Eventually they'll try binding and do it once and a while

Priestess - trans man Ryuji, he/him. He's at Kosei, athletic scholarship, his fellow athletes fall for scams and he has to solve it. He's been out since he was 15 (he's 16/17) but can't afford hormones so he's doing masc workouts and everything he can naturally do

Hermit - genderfluid Yusuke (she/they/he, alternative day from day). Again, not much for this one, sorry

Empress - demigirl Hifumi, she/they. Also at Kosei, she takes Haru's original role, and her mom is a lot worse in this. That's, pretty much what I have for her rn

And, the other two arcana that I've worked out

Star - transboy Haru, he/him. Transition started at 12, he got top in his second year, and of course, dating Makoto. They introduce him to Futaba, and the star social link is about Haru wanting to garden. He's a soft kinda guy, but he's scary with a bat

Death - Sae, cis. Happy Niijima siblings. Thats the reason.

Anyways that's the post. Gender Thieves.

feel free to send me asks about this I love these little gender kids

Stuff for this can be found under the tags 'Gender Thieves' and 'trans boy Haru' for older asks

[rosegoldenatlas]

officer it was him! She's the on who stole my gender from me! Please officer tell them to give me it back! Its all I have please. Tell her to give me my gender-

WHAT DO YOU MEAN NUH UH!?

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soooo fucked up that everyone’s too busy objectifying cicero and miraak to give a shit about the best character in skyrim (karliah thievesguild)

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toxic yuri rovinsky anyone? (x)

[coffee-at-daybreak]

power | brynjolf x reader

a/n: ty all SO much for 50 followers ahh !!! here's a celebratory bf brynjolf fic. technically sfw but it's suggestive if you squint bc bryn's a tease lmao

“Everything alright, love?”

His voice, tender and gentle, pulls you out of your thoughts. You look up from the dagger you were sharpening, though your lack of concentration keeps you from doing a good job.

Brynjolf crosses the training room to approach you. He looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and concern, studying your features intently. Even when he’s assessing you for your emotions, his gaze sends flames along your skin.

You nod. “Yes, just fine.” You turn back to your dagger, swallowing any other words that might give you away.

He makes a small humming noise. Then he’s sitting next to you, the locked chest you’d been using as a seat creaking with the added weight. His shoulder taps your own.

“Are you sure?” He asks. “You seemed very unfocused during that meeting.”

Your stomach takes a dip. You’d been praying to Nocturnal that nobody had noticed - especially him.

It wasn’t often that a meeting was called for all the Guild members to attend, so you knew it had to be something big. And something big it was, because whatever map Brynjolf had rolled out onto the desk looked too complex to be a simple grab-and-go mission.

Turns out the owner of a grand estate somewhere outside Solitude will be gone on a business trip, the optimal chance to swoop in and take all the riches that can be found within. Surely, he’ll have some guards there, but that’s nothing for seasoned thieves like yourselves. So there was a lot of planning to be done - who goes in, who grabs what, which paths and entrances to take. You really did intend to pay attention.

But then Brynjolf had started drawing circles and lines on the map, and you found yourself watching his hands. You’d never noticed how well-formed they are,how muscular and veiny, how they are adorned with tiny scars and notches. And how nimble in their movements…

And then he had leaned over to gesture to one area of the map, and you’d caught a whiff of his scent. He smelled like leather and warm spices, something comforting and masculine, a refreshing waft of air compared to that of the cistern.

And then at one point, still locked in discussion, he had quickly tied up half of his hair and gathered it into a messy knot, getting it out of the way so he could see better as he hunched back over the map.

Unfocused is a major understatement for your state of mind during that meeting. You’d been entranced by him, reminded of your boundless infatuation.

But you hope you still have a chance to play it off. “Did I?” You ask, trying not to let one drop of nervousness show up in your voice.

Brynjolf watches you fidget with the dagger in your hand. “Mhm. I wager you weren’t even listening.”

Your head shoots up to look at him. “I was listening!”

Half his mouth lifts in a smile. You see a little sparkle in his eye, and immediately, you regret saying anything. “Really, now? What’s your role in the plan, then?”

You open your mouth, then close it. You look away again, heat flushing the ends of your ears.

Brynjolf chuckles softly. “That’s what I thought.”

You go back to messing with the dagger, but you don’t get very far before he’s reaching over and taking it from you. His hand brushes over your own, and you feel a prickle shoot up your spine.

“When you’ve been in the field as long as I have, you become very observant.” He sets the dagger aside and his hand goes back to yours, but this time, the grazing of his fingers on your palm is slow, and feathery - deliberate.

Your heart starts to race against your ribcage.

“And it seems like you were very observant of me,” he says, his voice dropping a little.

The warmth on your ears rushes down your neck, and you know if you try to play dumb again, it’ll only get worse.

So you give a lazy shrug instead. “Maybe…”

Brynjolf laughs again, a soft rush of his breath falling against your cheek. “You could have picked a better time.”

“I know - sorry,” you mumble.

“Don’t be, love. In fact, I like it.”

His fingers dance farther up your hand, to the sensitive skin of your wrist. His thumb prods at the pulse point, and even though it’s a light touch, you feel a jolt leap up your arm.

“You do?” You question, getting a nod in return. “And here I thought you would chastise me for not paying attention.”

“If I were still your superior, I would,” he says flatly.

You scoff and start to gather a reply, but then his hand strays higher up your arm, and your words die with a hitched breath. Your thoughts stumble over one another as your attention shifts to the path of his touch.

You can feel the warmth of his palm through your leathers as he reaches your shoulder. His fingers stretch out to briefly weave some of your hair between them. One of his fingertips grazes your jaw, and your heartbeat flickers.

“But we are equals now. We run this guild together.” Brynjolf’s voice goes soft, matching the gentle movements of his hand as he tucks the strand of hair behind your ear. “Frankly, you can do whatever you want - even if it’s drooling over me at a meeting.”

You roll your eyes at that comment. For a second, you forget the nervous state his touch is putting you in. “I was not drooling. Don’t exaggerate it.”

He snickers. “Had it gone on a little longer, I’m sure you would have started.”

Your blood simmers at his teasing. But once more, your attempt at a retort vanishes when he leans closer. With your hair out of the way, you can feel the subtle warmth of his breath on the side of your face. His hand is back near your shoulder, the pads of his fingers resting against your skin.

The pounding in your chest increases, making it difficult to draw in a slow, unsteady breath. But there is also an excited flutter in your abdomen, and the nerves are overpowered by the desire to play along, to feed more into his intoxicating attention.

You turn your head to look at him. The immediate eye contact is so intense that it’s nearly overwhelming. But you tilt your head, holding that sensual gaze of his. “You like the power, you mean.”

Brynjolf cracks a smirk. “Aye, that might be true.”

Suddenly you feel his fingers slithering down your back, making you flinch with a jolt. He laughs. “Alright, very true. I like having the power to do that.”

“Don’t let it get to your head,” you mutter, flushing deeper as his fingers stray lower.

“Too late.”

He moves to the small of your back. His fingertips trace your spine, diving into every little ridge as they work their way back up. You shiver, back rippling with movement, but he keeps going.

“I could get drunk off of this,” he says, sounding a little winded. His hand pauses between your shoulder blades, his thumb making a sweeping motion there.

You cast him a glance. “Careful. You know what happened to the last Guild leader to abuse his power.”

He grins again. “Right, right. But if you ask me, I’m using mine wisely.”

His hand travels up until his palm is flat against the nape of your neck. His touch feels warm on the exposed skin there. His fingers stretch up, easing themselves into the hairs at the base of your skull.

Another tremor runs through your body, and you can’t help but lean into his touch. It’s almost embarrassing how weak you are for him.

“Doesn’t seem very fair,” you murmur. You look at him again, trying to narrow your eyes in defiance, but you’re caught off guard by the heat in his own gaze. His own composure is slipping, the amusement in his eyes slowly being washed out by something more serious.

“Is it not?” Brynjolf’s voice drops lower, and so does his head. His mouth is dangerously close to your neck, the sensation of his breath there causing your lungs to lock. “Do you even know of the power you have over me, love?”

That surprises you. You start to voice a doubtful “really”, but it turns into a silent gasp when you feel his lips brushing ever so lightly over your throat.

“How often I look at you when you don’t notice? The effect you have over me when you say my name, or when you give me one of those gorgeous smiles from across the cistern?” He carries the breathy words further down your neck, his stubble grazing the sensitive skin above your collarbone. He’s so close that you wouldn’t be surprised if he could feel your crazed heart pumping. “How often I think about you at every moment, how utterly obsessed I am with you…”

You shudder. It’s a struggle to find your voice, but you manage to whisper, “I .. didn’t know.”

Brynjolf moves back up slowly, his mouth never quite lifting off your skin, until right before he reaches your own lips. He inches back just enough to reply, “Now you do.”

Then he’s finally pulling you in for a kiss. You’ve never melted into one so fast. His lips caress yours with a fierce hunger, one you easily match. It is pure instinct that takes over your body, that drives you to cling to one of the buckles on his armor and bring yourself even closer. You thrive off the warmth provided by him in every way - his hands squeezing your waist, his tongue swiping across your bottom lip, his ragged breaths tumbling onto your face.

It puts you into a euphoric haze, one you only break out of when you impulsively slide a hand up his neck and into his dark russet locks and he groans into the kiss. The sound alone shocks you to your core, but feeling it from his chest, pressing against your own - that is forever etched onto your memory.

You break apart, a brief second passing where you both merely catch your breath, sharing the same air and tingling aftereffects. A warm, amusing realization appears in the clouds of your mind.

“I get it now.” You tilt your head and leave a chaste kiss on his cheek. “I could get drunk off of this.”

Brynjolf’s laugh is breathless, his lungs still recovering from the kiss. But his hands snaking up your waist and back have a newfound strength.

“Like I said, love. Equals.” And he captures your lips again.

[themagical-soup-spaghetti]

Not requested!

Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves Courting Headcanons

Edgin Darvis

Definitely tries to serenade you all the time

Talks about you non-stop to everyone when you're not there

Is always giving you compliments

Rides / walks alongside you to talk to you

Listens to you over everyone else

Asks you to join him and the group on their adventure

Is ecstatic when you agree to join

Tries to hold your hand when he's nervous

Literally jumps for joy when you make a move on him

Gets you your favorite foods / drinks at pubs

Physical contact >> any other way of doing things

When splitting up to do things, he will decide that the "only person" who is fit to go with him is you

Holga Kilgore

Protects you no matter what

Rides / walks behind you just incase

Gives you weapons as a present

Is almost always by your side

Likes to have you in her sight at all times

Volunteers to go with you when the group needs to split up

Jumps in front of you when in battle

When in pubs, she'll sit across from you with your favorite drink and you guys will talk about everything for a really long time

Likes when you compliment her on small things (her eyes, her hair, ect.)

Lets you hold her hand when you get scared / nervous

Xenk Yendar

Is absolutely horrible at showing he likes you

Actually scared of how he was feeling around you until he talked to Edgin about it

Has Edgin as a wingman

Gives you gifts a lot (Jewelry, satchels, holsters, ect.)

Offers to go with you on missions

Takes you back with him when he leaves the group

Gives you a place to stay

Is actually really good at calming you down

You sleep in the same bed

When you want to go exploring, he comes with you

Helps you with your problems

His love language is acts of service/ quality time and he thinks it's yours too

Doric

Freaks out because of her feelings for you

Doesn't really court you in a normal way

Acts of service >>>

Gives you like, things from the woods / nature as gifts (flowers, leaves, ect.)

Tells Simon that she thinks she likes you, and he almost told you on the spot the next time he saw you

Freaks out when she sees you for the first time after she realizes she likes you

When the battle at the end of the movie is done, she gives you a handshake cause she's nervous

Simon has to tell you that she likes you (which she freaks out at him for telling you)

Simon Aumar

Knew immediately after seeing you that he liked you

LITERALLY ASKED IF HE COULD COURT YOU

"If you wouldn't mind, I would like to take a chance in courting you? 🥺"

Got super excited while talking to you and that's how Edgin found out that he was courting you

Talks about you non-stop

Up talks you to literally everyone he's ever talked to after you guys met

Preforms magic tricks for you and fails about 50% of the time

Gives you his cloak when you get cold even though he's cold too

Would protect you with his life

Likes to give you gifts

Will buy things if they remind him of you

Likes to listen to you talk

When you "accidentally" mentioned that you enjoyed him courting you, he fell backwards off his chair

A/N: That's it!! If you want more for a specific character please don't hesitate to ask :D

[cabeswaterdrowned]

Sorry (not) but I find anyone who acts like Blue is making something out of nothing when she’s mad Adam’s first question is about the kissing to be like. Deeply suspicious. Of course she is mad that’s the first thing he asked her! They’ve been walking on eggshells around each other and not really communicating since the last aborted kiss attempt which is on both of them to some degree, but when he comes around to her it’s only for this and when she has so many fears and insecurities about not properly belonging in the gang because she’s a girl (which is founded based on the fact aside from Noah they’ve all been misogynistic towards her at some point even if it was passive) and not being respected, when she’s also an outsider at home because of a different thing she can’t control. And you can not say that her feeling Adam is treating her like a thing to have and not a person he connects with is unfounded he again literally “I got Blue without you!” screamed at Gansey, consistently going to her after they fight (he did it end of TRB after repugnant too) to validate himself or just generally when he’s falling apart looking for validation from her like in the apartment scene. It’s not a bad thing to seek validation from your partner and in TRB before I’d say the last quarter I think Blue and Adam were genuinely connecting and developing a friendship while also exploring their feelings/attractions to each other, which did always have elements of seeking escape or validation for both of them in different ways, but it’s dissolved into that so much now. And I do think Blue is to some degree mad at Adam because he’s here and available to be mad at when she’s also mad at Gansey for it (I don’t think they’re *in the wrong * for not inviting her but they are in the wrong for not even considering she could want to go or at least want to be in the loop, also even though it’s Gansey’s party if Adam is trying to be her *boyfriend* it was kind of his place to ask her) so she’s conveying anger at Adam when the anger is for both of them, and also more general factors she’s frustrated by, but also Adam has the exact same response of channeling emotions that aren’t solely about Blue through their fights (and to his credit he is self aware that he does this) so again crucifying Blue for it is whack imo. Also to check myself on shipper-brain for the Adam-Gansey aspect of it, well obviously I read that here as a factor because I’m me, but for arguments sake on the premise Adam has No feelings about Gansey that are anything other than platonic Blue would still have a right to be mad about him prioritizing his platonic male friends over her and treating them with more respect, obviously, because misogyny exists (also these are not two contradictory readings in that I think they’re both factors. Signed an Adam Stan).

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[creelkobblelaufeyson69]

Castle

Warnings: angst

Note: sorry if there’s any errors! I wanted to write this before I lost my idea

They wore a mask and had a dagger hidden under their armor that they wore. It almost seemed as if they came from riches already, but they were just a good thief. They were standing, waiting patiently for Forge to show up. They didn’t go on the mission that faithful day, but instead stayed to watch over Kira. They waited for a while, and when they saw only Forge and Sofina return, they knew something was wrong

“What happened?” They asked as they kept Kira shielded from both Forge and Sofina. “Our friends were caught” he says with a look of dread on his face. They knew that it wasn’t the whole story. “Yeah? And you two just easily escaped huh?” They asked as they felt betrayed. They were crushing on Forge, but not so much anymore. “Well we would’ve helped the two escape, but neither wanted our help” he continues

“Bullshit!” They say which makes Forge shocked. “Now, there’s no need for such language in front of the child. I honestly feel hurt that you don’t believe me” he says, which makes them roll their eyes. “Cut the crap. What do you want?” They asked sternly as they take out their dagger. “I don’t want anything” he says as he continues to keep up the act. They place the blade close to his throat now

“You wouldn’t hurt me. Especially not in front of poor shaken up Kira” he says, which makes them turn to face her. “Why are you trying to hurt our friend?” Kira asked them, which makes them lower the blade. “See? Look at what you’ve done.” Those words echoed through their brain constantly. They’d wake up from nightmares after hearing those words. They hated themselves for not being to protect Kira

They wondered if she hated them. They wouldn’t blame her if she did. Their thoughts are interrupted once they hear a gasp. They turn their head to see Forge. “Oh, this is gonna be fun!” He says excitedly. He takes in their attire, noticing that some things just never change. They were always a good thief, even before having a group to steal things with

He does admire that quality of them. “You’re still very good at stealing. I hope you’re not after my throne” he says jokingly. “I’m not” they spoke softly, which makes him shocked. “What are you here for then, dear?” He asked as he leans against the wall next to them. “It can’t be Kira since Edgin isn’t with you. What could it possibly be?” He asked genuinely wanting to know

They don’t respond, which makes this even more intriguing to him. “Is it perhaps to see me?” He asked with a smirk. No response, which makes his smirk falter a bit. “Yeah, but with your head detached from your body” they spoke finally, which makes his smirk completely falter now. “Are you still stuck on that whole me lying to you?” He asked in annoyance. No response

“You know that same day I was thinking about how damn good you’d be by my side as ruler” he admits as he felt angry. “You didn’t want the throne, but the riches that came with being a ruler. You were gonna let innocent people die while you run off with your money and go somewhere else” they snapped at him, which makes him impressed as always by how well they understood people’s true intentions

“Very good! But maybe we could’ve gone to rule a different kingdom” he points out as he smiles now. “Shut up! I know what you’re trying to do! I’m not falling for your stupid tricks” they say in annoyance. “Oh, but darling, it’s not a trick” he says honestly as his expression softens. “Come on, you know when I’m lying and not lying”

They were about to speak when Kira shows up. Kira doesn’t seem to recognize them due to being in armor and a mask. They take the mask off to reveal their scarred face. Kira was shocked and tears of joy seemed to be leaving her eyes. This confused them as she goes over to hug them. They felt so many different emotions right now as they returned the hug

“Uncle Forge told me you’d come back” she spoke, which Forge being referred to as uncle, really threw them off guard. “Uncle?” They questioned. “He told me that you had good reasons to be mad at him” she explains after the two pulled away from the hug. They stand back up straight and had a million questions now. They turn to look back at him. They placed their mask in their satchel in the process of turning to face him

He was smiling and standing closer towards them now, and they felt their heartbeat pick up by the closeness. “There you are” he says referring to their true feelings for him. “Kira, why don’t you go explore the castle or something?” He says to her. Kira says okay, and walks off. He kept his eyes focused on their eyes. “You know, that armor looks very sexy on you” he spoke in a sultry voice

His eyes go onto their lips as he inches his face closer toward their face. His lips ghosting over their lips now as his hands pinned them to the wall behind them. “You like this, don’t you my dear?” He asked them as they felt lost in lust they craved for so long by him. “Yeah” they admitted, which makes him smirk. “Good” he says before his lips go onto theirs. They relaxed as they returned the kiss

He lets their wrists go as his hands go onto their waist now. But they begin to feel bad for their current actions. They didn’t want to betray their friends all for a silly crush. They swiftly take out their dagger and had stabbed him. He stumbles back as he lets go of them. They then easily and swiftly clean off their blade. “Why?” He asked in a betrayed tone. “Because you messed with my friends” they say before leaving without a trace as he bleeds to death

[kevyeen]

I wanna steal Bez's gender as if he himself hasn't stolen Vale's gender

[symphonic-scream]

Here's a bunch more of the Gender Thieves

Futaba has the Thieves' Chat named "Fruity Bitch Parade" which, is fitting. They also assign each of the thieves a nickname as their contact name and shit just. They lightly haze them all it's a thing they do

So the Thieves at Shujin include Futaba, Ann, (A)Kira, and Makoto. Then Yusuke isn't in proper school they're in a conservatory, and Ryuji and Hifumi are at Kosei

So let's talk about the Shujin uniforms, ft Shiho and Haru!

Starting with Futaba, they wear the uniform normally, blazer buttoned up, skirt, but with bright green crocs, varying gamer themed socks, and with headphones around their neck

Kira! Blazer buttoned, black choker with a red heart, red headband, skirt rolled up once so it's an inch higher, knee socks, black loafers. Nothing too special, she tries to fly under the radar

Time for Ann. Open blazer, a volleyball team jacket under it, so it's red with a white zipper, red hood with the white inside. Black hair tie, wears the skirt a little high, I'm debating the knee pads. It would be funny if she wore them all the time, but, that's not realistic. And, pink runners, and the basic black crew socks

MAKOTO. At first it's canon Makoto, but then they get saved and come out and, well. Blazer is gone, instead it's an oversized blue plaid hoodie/jacket. They get their hands on some slightly large uniform pants, just big enough that they bunch up a bit, the crotch is lower, etc. They also wear the suspenders down, and some scuffed up dark blue vans type sneakers

Shiho is, canon, only she makes it to the end of the year. Thats all she's there the whole time

And, Haru. Our sweet boy. No blazer here, he subs it out for a pink formal sweater, a crew neck pull-over type. He wears suspenders under it, but you can't really see them. Just know they're there. His pants are always perfectly correct. He has some dress shoes too!

And. Psst. Makoto's suspenders? From Haru. Took his spares.

I have so much for Makoto and Haru since they're where this started. So, so much for them.

Makoto and Haru both have different favourite cuddle positions, and then there's one they both agree is amazing

Haru's favourite, especially after his top, is Makoto's head where his shoulder turns to upper arm, their arms wrapped snugly around his waist. It's the perfect position for him to admire their sleeping face, the cute little half smile, their little light snores, Haru adores it

Makoto prefers having their boyfriend on them like a weighted blanket. Lying between their legs, head over their belly, holding them like a giant pillow. Makoto loves to watch him sleep, and play with his hair. This position gives them the easiest access to both, while having Haru hold them like he's never letting go

And, of course, the compromise. Lying on their sides, Makoto tucked just under his chin, both holding the other so tight it's like they're one

Just. Makoto lying on Haru's bed in the gym uniform shorts and some T-shirt they bought with Ryuji post gym shopping, and Haru smiles from his desk. He loves them so much. Makoto finished their homework an hour before he did, and has been watching anime on their phone. The little Buchimaru socks.

Haru: hey, I'm done, didnt make you wait too long, did I?

Makoto: nah, but, you can still give me some kisses to convince me further?

And he carefully lies over them, and they share some lazy, sweet kisses

The Thieves in this are very used to their Emperor splitting their attention during meetings, texting under the table, while still helping plan things as if they weren't flirting with their boyfriend. It's a whole thing they're all low-key amazed

Also like. The only thieves that go by he being the little butch, bleached-hair nose-ring boy, and the prettiest most Gender one of them all is. A little funny to me (Makoto, Ryuji, and Yusuke)

Please. Ask me more about them I love them

[prompt-of-the-day]

Dialogue: #049

"Coffee or tea?"

"As always, tea, darling, my answer won't change just because you ask everyday."

"Hey, you never know, hope burns eternal."

[lesbianjudasiscariot]

Why does every character in TRC have perfect teeth? Where's the representation for us buck tooth girlies, us gap tooth girlies? We deserved at least one character with fucked up teeth!

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raven girls ? 🫣

[themagical-soup-spaghetti]

Request: (From my previous DnD: Honor Among Thieves post) Love these! Would love to also see some for Forge pls? And maybe Sofina aswell?

A/N: Yeah I can do that!

Dungeons and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves Courting Headcanons

Bad Guys

Forge Fitzwilliam

Realized he likes you but he never actually knew what to do

Gives you money all the time

Literally the definition of "here's my card"

Treats you like royalty

You get to do anything you want around the castle, just don't try and get into the vault

Tells you about his journeys with Edgin and the group

Is overjoyed when he realizes you're courting him too

Giving gifts is his love language, let him shower you with them 🙏

Takes you anywhere you want to go

Sofina

She has never been in love before, so she has absolutely no idea what she's feeling

Doesn't actually court you

Doesn't even tell you she has feelings for you

You figure out that she likes you from a page written and left on a table in her room

"I have this odd feeling in my chest and my gut when around Y/N, which I have no idea why or where it came from." - Excerpt of the page

You start courting her instead

A/N: That's it!! If you want more headcanons for a specific character from Honor Among Thieves, or headcanons for a different fandom, let me know :D