#had this thought as soon as i realised that i initially headcanon them walking on their tiptoes (bc why not)

[starlitmeadows]

silly thought: Loop having digitigrade legs in their star form is valid because they used to wear heels all the time

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[woundedoves]

How They Would Suck Your Blood: Vampires (Sunday, Dr Ratio x Bottom GN!Reader) Headcanons Part 2 (NSFW) ⟡part 1 ⟡part 3

a/n: sunday my savior

CW: Sunday has guilt about being a vampire, biting, blood, slightly violent thoughts on sunday’s part, slight insecurity in Ratio’s part

Sunday

⟡ Sunday hates himself for what he is, he hates himself for deceiving his planet of who he truly is, not a soft hearted, warm angel with a halo but a disgusting creature; walking among his people as if he doesn’t see them as food as soon as he gets a whiff of their blood. Were it not for Robin, he would have banished himself from Penacony a long time ago.

⟡ Regardless, your relationship with him is complicated to say the least. He’s convinced himself that you’re just another servant that just so happens to have the blood that his taste buds enjoy the most, nothing more nothing less.

⟡ At least, that’s what he tells himself as his fangs pierce your flesh, his length throbbing against the fabric of his underwear as he listens to your silent whimpers, your silent breaths, the way the drug that is you; you in your entirety hits his system, he feels like he’s truly reached the heavens.

⟡ He quickly realises that he doesn’t only enjoy your blood, the way your skin feels against his, the way your hands feel in his, the way your lips quiver when his own get way too close than they should to the lips of a servant. These… urges, let’s say, he’s always had them and yet— when you came into the picture they ramped up by a hundred, as they say.

⟡ He’s ashamed to even admit it to himself, ashamed to even think about it but… it makes him feel cathartic as he sits on his desk, agonisingly long papers sit atop his desk as he taps his fingers against his pen, clicking his tongue as his stressed thoughts wander to you. The way you quiver and squirm when he places his hands on your waist to keep you stable, the way you say ‘master Sunday’ when he goes too far with the feeding, the way your hips rut against his gloved hands when they ghost around your clothed sex; you’re oh so angelic when your neck is covered in your own blood, his fangs claiming you as his the moment they grazed your neck.

⟡ He wants to bite down on your pulse, he wants to tear you apart, he wants to cling onto you, tell you to never let go, he sees the want in your eyes, the desire and the love behind your lingering gaze and your lingering touches and yet he feels too ashamed to ever give the satisfaction of indulging…

⟡ His eyes that he didn’t realise were closed snap open as he hears a crack, he broke his pen in a desperate attempt at gripping it to stabilise his sinful thoughts, he sighs as he looks at the inky streaming down from his gloves as he thinks, ”would it be a sin to bite the apple, when I’ve already been born a sinner?”

Dr. Veritas Ratio

⟡ I don’t think he’d see it either as a bad or a good thing, it’s what he is, rather than lamenting and parading around with self pity, he’s taken the initiative to see the safest ways to feed on humans. The only thing is… he thinks the act of feeding on a person is rather… embarrassing.

⟡ He hates to admit it but he can get pretty desperate and messy, so he appreciates the fact that you don’t tease him when he is feeding on you, he is his most vulnerable self in that moment, he’s basically trusting you with his life. To some vampires human blood and the act of feeding on it is just a normal routine, some do it every day some do it every week and some do it every month, ratio does it every week to keep himself stable; and yet he just can’t adapt to it like others have, it’s so private and so vulnerable for him, you’ve seen him shed a few tears sometimes.

⟡ He feels guilty, no matter how much he tells himself that it’s just what he needs to do to survive now it doesn’t take away the fact that he’s drinking human blood now, his best guess is this sensitivity is because he’s been a vampire for roughly a year and a half now; he’s still adjusting.

⟡ You’ve suggested having sex while he feeds on you, his knee jerk reaction was a surprised, “absolutely not!” Though the more he thought about it, the more sense it kind of made. You’d feel good during the feeding and maybe, just kaybe the pleasure clouding his mind could keep his guilty thoughts at bay?

⟡ He was, admittedly, a bit nervous so you took action when he was in the bathtub, his favourite relaxing space as you let your hands wander down into the water, to his cock. He took a sharp breath as he closed his eyes, opening them when he felt the weight of you on his thighs, tapping his favourite spot to feed on on your neck as his hands snake around your form, pulling you closer and capturing your lips in a deep kiss as you sigh with pleasure. You withdraw from the kiss as you levitate yourself upwards a few inches with the help of the water, both of you moaning softly as you sink down on his dick, feeling his body quiver under you as his hips thrust up sharply.

⟡ You whine in pleasure as he sinks his fangs into your neck after peppering the spot with kisses, his hands kneading your ass as you slowly ride his cock, the pleasure has his mind foggy, his body numb and his cock hard, throbbing inside you as the taste of your blood hits his tongue. He should listen to your advice more often… maybe.

[g-xix]

Señor Frogs Headcanons (☁️/🔞)

Summary: Inspired by Señor Frogs driving team getting their first podium: headcanons of what it'd be like returning to each of the drivers as gf!reader after each of their stints. Content (warnings): mainly fluff, smut @ end features thigh riding + rly slight exhibitionism

Chrismd -Performance synopsis: he spun out initially but managed to clutch up and take the senor frogs to right in the middle (15th place) -He'd come back to cheers and pats on the back from his fellow drivers, rain speckling his visor and suit that had just began as he'd ran off the track -He takes in the boys' praise and a mouthful of cake that Chippo forces down him as a celebratory snack -But as soon as he locks eyes with you his grin is widening by tenfold -You're over the moon - completely shocked and surprised and proud of your man - running to him with open arms and wrapping him torso with the grandest hug - your face slotting into the crook of his neck and eyes closing as you hug him with all the force in your body -Practically knock the man  off of his feet, and he falls back onto the sofa behind him, still wrapped with your arms around him -Ends up having the post-performance chat with the boys with you wrapped around his middle - one of his hands gesturing and accompanying what he said, whilst the other pat your back and rubbed over the back of your head.

Willne -Performance synopsis: Shambolic at the start - didn't do his helmet up or take the seat insert out, losing valuable time for the team - gets a contact warning for being an "aggressive driver" and spun out a few more times, before finishing his stint as night fell. -Will came back feeling sick. He thought he'd done horrid as he left that car, but seeing you on the line with the iconic whiteboard - stood besides Calfreezy with the sign reading "MY BOYFRIEND IS THE BEST DRIVER"- -Will received a heavy slap on the back from Freezy, and a kiss on the visor from you. -You hadn't even realised that you wouldn't be able to kiss Will, with his helmet and visor still pulled down, until your lips met the cold glass and you pulled back - seeing the misty shape of your lips patterned across the glass -Your hands were completely frenzied as they shoved the visor up with a palm, smashing your lips through the slit and connecting them with Will's whilst he used his arms (pumped and inflated with adrenaline) to pull you up onto his waist, walking you back into the Senor Frog's shelter  -And when you walked into the warm room where the rest of the teamates were - you had Will's helmet in your hand, your other hand wrapped around his neck to hold your body close to his whilst he held you around his waist, kissing you sweeter than ever even whilst you were drenched from the rain outside -You didn't care. You were over the moon kissing Will like he had won the olympics. 

Chip -Performance synopsis: The night driver. The fastest and one of the best drivers, sent out to manage the weight of the boys' expectations in the dark of the night. And in the rain and the dark, Chip flew past the other drivers and into first-fucken-place. Too bad he got a black flag and pulled into the pit lane - told off for overtaking and spinning out with a stalled car... -Chip returned to the RV dejected, having had Cal laugh in his face from his performance. -You were laying in the RV bed that Chip had reserved for you, and were groggily awoken as your boyfriend, dressed in a now relaxed hoodie and pair of joggers, pulled the curtain back and told you to move up for him. -You'd watched the beginning of the performance, and so when Chip came back feeling so down you wondered what had happened -"You did so well!" You pressed a kiss to his face, then another on the other side. "You took the team to first place and had the fastest laps-!" -"I spun out and stalled the car and lost a minute" Chip grumbled in retaliation, pulling a pillow over his face to cover himself in shame. -You knew that wasn't good for the team at all, but you still couldn't let your boy look so distressed, so you carefully pulled the pillow away from his face and peppered two more kisses over either of his closed eyes -"That can be made up with other teams' pit stops," You consoled him, letting your hand rub over Chippo's curly locks comfortingly. "Anyone in the team - anyone on the track could've spun out or stalled the car - not everyone could've overtaken everyone on the track and gotten the team into first place-" -Your words were abruptly cut off by someone in the RV violently SHHHHHHHHing to indicate that it was still indeed 3am and people were trying to sleep. -Turning back to Chip, his expression at least looked less unhappy and more accepting - and you could feel his heartrate against your front, slowing and coming to a reasonable rate. -It was then Chip's turn to press a kiss to your forehead and mumble a thank you - i love you - turn around - spooning you before falling asleep, holding you as close to his chest as possible

Harry Lewis -He was panicking when he got onto the course, and that showed the moment he got onto the track and got overtaken my everyone else. Wailing through the microphone, screaming to get him off, practically crying into the mic where no-one could communicate to him... Bog returned feeling humiliated, embarrassed and with just a slight death wish -It was still dark when Harry returned, and you didn't hear anything until you felt the strong arm around your waist, pulling you into his body, closer, and sighing into your back as lay down next-to you in the sleeping quarters. -"I fucked it," was what you heard from behind you, before Harry's forehead pressed against your back, hiding his face from the light in shame, as he tried to also get a bit of sleep. -You knew better than to try console Harry verbally in this situation, too. -Instead, you let your hand scale over Harry's arm until you found his hand, wrapped around your middle and beneath your body - bringing it from beneath you and up to your mouth, planting a kiss to the back and interlacing your fingers with his to squeeze him, and physically reassure him. -Something close to a whine escaped his lips because he definitely did not feel comforted by the actions which he knew had the intention of placating him. -You knew what comforted him though, and you let his hands do what they needed to. -They fell down to your stomach, the section that wasn't defined with muscle and had a squish to it. -His palms massaged the pliant flesh, massaging it between each section of his palm and kneading it like a cat making biscuits, using your body like a stress ball  -It sent you to sleep. That feeling of being held and nurtured by someone you loved. And Harry was quick to sleep, too, his hands slowly slowing to just holding you and cradling your body.

Willne (second stint) -Second stint performance synopsis: The boys were horrified seeing him go out and go so slowly. The weather had reached an all time low, as had the team's performance. -"Sack of piss and shit car," Will came in and practically threw his helmet down, throwing the headset at Cal too, who accepted his fate and let the shitty plastic hit his arm. "You c'mere, Y/n, I need a rest-" -Even filled with anger, Will couldn't resist the opportunity to take a nap with you. -"Lie across me, please," Will had asked, groggy hands already trying to manoeuvre you and pull you on top of him. -You knew he liked that feeling of being compressed, and you liked Will's chest as a pillow - so you crawled on top of Will's body and let his hand fall to your back, hand grazing up and down over and over, fingernails lightly scratching and getting you addicted to his touch as you closed your eyes and enjoyed the moment of peace and care away from the other boys, Will's scratching slowing to a stop until you felt air fanning across the top of your head and little snores n grumbles from your sleeping beauty

Chip (second stint) -After two hours sleep, Chip wasn't feeling happy to proceed Will's performance... Yet he outdid everyones' expectations and with the help of the rival team's technical errors... Chip seemed to be making up for Will's performance. -Chip practically received a roar of cheers and praise as he entered into the Frogs' den, and as he sat down besides you and felt you pressing your lips firmly against his cheek to cement a proud kiss to his cheek. -Your boyfriend's adrenaline and emotion was still high and furiously pumping through his body however, and that small gesture just wasn't enough for Chippo. -And so despite all the other boys that were in the room and still watching the man - Chip's arm came around the underside of your thigh and hauled you over his body so that you straddled his hips - before his hand wrapped around the back of your neck and brought your lips smashing into his, meeting in the most frantic and passionate kiss which Chip was fast to insert his tongue into, sloppying and wetting the both of your lips as the boys around you eurrrggghhhhhhhed, and Cal even joked "C'mon Chippo, your performance was good but not good enough for this much PDA-"

Harry (second stint) -After being placed in first place after Matt's masterclass on the track, Harry did his absolute best not to get onto that track. Surprise; he found himself back on the track just as the rain restarted. And although Harry started perfectly, Harry's spirits were hindered as he let more and more drivers surpass him and take the first place spot.  -"Fuck off," Harry grumbled at Cal as soon as he saw the giraffe looking twat (his words, not my narration) at the race-side. -He huffed as he sat on the sofa in the group setting - right besides you. -And you could tell Harry was in a dangerous mood - meaning you were unsure whether or not to say anything to him.. -Harry answered that internal issue however, as his arms wrapped around your waist and drew you from your conversation with Chippo as he pulled you onto his lap, burying his head into the back of your shoulder where he could block all light from reaching his eyes and smell the perfume you'd worn on your pulse point to calm him down.  -You ran a hand through his hair with a blush forming across yours cheeks as you signalled to Chippo to save the conversation for later, instead working on knotting your fingers through Harold's hair and massaging the stress out of his scalp lovingly

Chip (third stint) -He went in to make up for Harry's mistakes, and managed to weasel a penalty for an opposition team... Yet also appeared to have damaged his him from the injury of the collision. Regardless, he takes the car over the final line and brings the boys their second place and podium position.  -He ran back to the side lines where his team was cheering and screaming praise at the man who had secured them a podium for their first time ever -He literally grabbed you when he got there - picking you up from the lower half and lifting you straight from your feet - spinning you around and making you clutch his shoulders as he whirled you, squeezing you tighter than ever -You were put down with a headrush that made you barely able to see, before Chip crashed his lips into yours with a bruising force that almost made you pass out as your lashes fluttered and head spun, trying to accommodate the fast pace of everything happening around you -Has you in one arm and the trophy in the other whilst taking podium photos -Puts his medal around you n gets litr the cutest photos -U see later that night an insta story Chippo's posted: some candid photo of you one of the photographers had taken when you cheered upon seeing Chip cross the finish line - in your sundress and look of ecstasy on your face -And the caption makes your heart melt: "Couldn't have done it without my good-luck girl either <3"

Calfreezy (🔞) -This brother was STRESSED the entire time. -would have u on his lap from START TO FINISH whilst sat in front of the screens n viewing station, his head resting against your shoulder as he looks past you - hands wrapped around your waist - fixated on the screen -Will squeeze + you'll feel his grip tightening whenever he gets nervous watching someone out on the track -N when he gets excited because Chip and Matt are overtaking a bunch of drivers, he'll bounce his leg happily and cause you to jump with it. -At night, when everyone's asleep in the RV and Harry was out on the track, giving you two the empty room... Cal had you feeling needy, your exhibitionist and horny thoughts turning up as you shuffled in his lap. -"C'mon Cal, no-one would know..." You'd turned around to straddle his lap - and you were gently nipping and kissing over his neck to persuade him, your body flush against his under the blanket that Matt had provided you before going to sleep himself. "Everyone's asleep and Harry's gonna be out on the track for another hour - c'mon - you need to relieve some of that stress, too-" -"Y/n I gotta stay focussed.." Cal groaned, readjusting his semi beneath his cargos, and you whined in response, rutting your hips into his and giving him absolutely no chance to compose himself. -"But Caaal, I need you.." Your words made him groan, rolling his head back and fastening his hands around your hips to stop you from grinding down onto him, because the combination of your words and his body was driving him fucking insane. -He found a compromise though. His hands wrapped around either thigh and quite literally picked you up and off from his lap - instead placing either of your knees around one of his thighs.  -"Ride my thigh then. You're really that desperate for something? Ride my thigh and thank me for it." -Already turned on - his words were practically enough to make you finish right then and there -But allowing your hands to fasten around your shoulders instead - your teeth biting down into his trapezius to muffle the moans and whimpers that fell from your lips - you humped your core furiously back and forth over his thigh -And even though he initially refused to do anything because he was so focussed on monitoring the screen, he could feel his agitation growing as with each rut of your hips you moved his cargos and created friction between his cock and the material of his trousers -Gives you max 30 seconds recovery to come down from your high before folding you over the table and fucking you whilst having you babble thank you's and pray that no-one woke up and returned to the room early.

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[akutasoda]

HEY HI HELLO!!

May I request a fic (or headcanons if you want^^) with Ranpo and s/o that is sometimes taking his sweets or even stealing 'em? (To eat it ofcc) I thought that his reaction might be kinda funny because cmonn we all know Ranpo🥲

Anyways how are youuu, doing good?

(I think its my shortest ever request I have written for you woahh)

sweet tooth

synopsis - you both had quite the sweet tooth, maybe you couldn't help but steal a few sweets from him

includes - ranpo

warnings - gn!reader, fluff, slight crack, more fluff, wc - 1.1k

a/n: HIII! im doing well! hope you're doing well as well? hmm pretty sure this is the shortes but it's still an absolutely amazing idea

ranpo knew you had a sweet tooth like him, afterall it was one of your qualities he admired. initially, he always noted on the sweets you would often bring into the office or buy when out and about with him. as that way he could buy them as gifts for you when you started feeling down or unwell.

and it went both ways. the both of you could recite the others favourite sweets for each mood perfectly. so it was safe to say most of the time both sweet stocks never were empty - including the pile of sweets that were dedicated to sharing because that way it discouraged stealing from each other.

but sometimes exceptions happen. and one of those exceptions could involve you underestimating how much you had leftover in your pile. so it did come as a shock when you realised you had none left and ranpo could practically feel your dejection from his side of the agency.

he wasn't that bothered at skipping work for a quick snack run so he offered to run down to the local store and buy some to tide you over intil the end of the day - plus he could get some for him. and so you let him.

but for some reason it felt like he was taking longer than usual and your sweet tooth was all you could focus on. and as you glanced over at your lover empty desk all you could wonder was, he wouldn't mind right? surely he could sympathise with your situation and you were sure he'd do the same.

ranpo returned fairly quickly afterwards and immediately made his way to your desk. he set down a rather impressive bag filled with all your favourites and you thanked him and gave him a quick peck to his cheek before he retreated to his own desk with an equally impressive bag of goodies.

but ever since he sat down he couldn't helo but feel something was off, like something had happened while he was gone but quickly dismissed it as he thought that whatever it was most likely was insignificant and wouldn't be a major issue.

and days soon began passing as normal. everyday was practically the same routine with a few changes each time but nothing too taxing. but ranpo had developed a sort of itch in the back of his mind, something that started bothering him. and that was due to the fact that most tiimes he left his desk, he felt as if something went missing or something disappeared from his locker.

his conclusion came to something to do with you, but he didn't think it was and you always said you had no clue. but really you were feigning innocence. ever since you took one sweet from ranpo, you had started building a habit of nabbing one or two everytime you walked past his locker or desk that wasn't occupied.

you really meant nothing by it, it's just that your sweet tooth demanded you satisfy it. and if you were being honest you really thought he would've caught you by now so a part of it was wondering how far could you go before he caught you. and unsurprisingly it didn't take much longer.

ranpo had now knew that someone was taking his sweets and he really didn't have to think hard to pin it down to one person. you were the only one who had a sweet tooth that rivaled his and you knew the combination to his secret stash. but he felt so betrayed and he thought a suiting comeback would be to catch you in the act, rather than just mentioning it.

and so he plotted his attack. he started by waltzing toward your desk and acting as he normally did. dramatically expressing his boredom and whining about the amount of paperwork he had stacked on his desk while you continued yours but still paying full attention to his words. he eventually stopped slumping on your desk and got up telling you he was going to cure his boredom.

you waited a while, to make sure he was truly gone before you even looked in the direction of his desk. you could only sigh to yourself and think of what a distrustful habit you had picked up. but even that couldn't stop you from getting up and going along with your habits. but what you didn't know was that ranpo was ready and waiting by the door.

he was going to catch you this time. he waited until you reached his desk and began looking before he jumped out. he attracted the attention of many agency members and nearly gave you a heart attack. you knew you were going to never hear the end of this.

he marched over to you and whined about how betrayed he was, how deeply distraught he had become eith this information. you apologized profusely, saying it was only meant to be a one off but you just couldn't help yourself. but he only huffed at your answer and pushed you back to your desk.

you could only sigh yourself as you sat down and watched him sit at his desk, before looking back at you and sticking his tongue out. you then proceeded to grab something under your desk before walking back over to his desk and hiding it behind your back.

but as you reached his desk he swung round in his chair to face the other way. now you had to hold back your laughter. so instead you sighed pulling out the item behind your back and saying how you were going to hand him it as an apology but now you might keep it for yourself.

this caught ranpo's attention back and he glanced out the corner of his eye. turns out during your break you had went down to a favourite balery of his and brought their new limited item to hand him after work. but now you were using it as a barganing chip.

he swing all the way back around and tried snatching it off you but you pulled it away and told him the only way he could get it was to accept your apology.

he really couldn't be mad at you for long, especially with such an apology gift waiting for him. so he accepted it and received the second part of his reward. he thanked you and started scolding you saying next time he wont forgive you. you justt laughed and said you'd keep that in mind but the both of you knew the other would forgive for something like this.

[antoncore]

no cuz same i’m at work but so bored sometimes so i just think up headcanons and scenarios and bother ppl on here😓😓

i’ve been convinced to read romance books recently?? i’m not rly one for it but from like.. a nerdy🤓 perspective i like learning about all the different tropes and cliches (even if some of them are cringey asf??) and i was wondering if u had an opinion on which riize members fit different tropes best?? like.. i’ll try to remember 7…

grumpy x sunshine

friends to lovers

enemies to lovers

fake dating

arranged marriage/dating

billionaire romance🤭🤭

second chance

idk if you’ll think this is fun or not but i thought i’d pitch it to you!! lol

- 🧸 anon

you don’t bother me at all!! you’re rlly cool and u give me rlly good ideas!! this took me abt 3 hours in total i think and i loved writing these so enjoy :D

friends to lovers is so anton coded!!! he would fall in love you over the years, from a little crush when you were kids to being teenagers and being absolutely enamoured with you. he just wanted to show his love to you so badly, throwing subtle hints e.g buying your favourite snacks for you and bringing up things he knew you liked. he would be so happy when you finally told him you liked him :( i was actually going to write a little something about this but i have so many others in my list of things to write that idk when it’ll happen (inspired by this song)

billionaire romance instantly made me think of eunseok who would always take you out for shopping sprees, buying you multiple designer items in one sitting. he would also take you to the fanciest restaurants, insisting that you order anything you want. would also take you anywhere in the world you wanted, ticking off many places on your bucket list that you had since you were young. anything you could ever ask for, you would have it as soon as possible.

grumpy x sunshine reminds me of sohee!!! when you first met, he was so intimidated by your cold persona and had no idea how to approach you. eventually, he got the courage to do so by asking you to go on a walk with him. you’d come to learn that you actually had a lot in common despite the contrast in your personalities. as you started to date, you began to see that opposites do attract as his warmth and optimism complemented your coldness and bluntness.

enemies to lovers with shotaro where you were part of rivalling dance teams in the same area. it was so extremely childish how the tension between your groups has escalated this far over the years. at school, you had been paired for the end of year showcase. this forced you to spend hours together in the school’s dance studio, figuring out the choreography and practicing. you began to see that shotaro was driven, not just by competition, but by a genuine love for dance which you shared. after you’d finished your performance, he complimented you on your skills and offered to take you for some boba (on him of course). and it was that moment that you’d finally realised that you were both falling for each other.

seunghan and fake dating goes perfectly to me. he needed to make his ex-girlfriend jealous so he asked you and of course you accepted, anything for a friend. as you did romantic things together such as holding hands and going on cute ice cream dates, he felt himself loving you more and more with each passing second. you were shocked to hear the words “i love you” as you walked home with him after classes. you said it back, wanting to say the words ever since you initially agreed to this fake dating situation. and with that, it wasn’t fake anymore; you were really together and in love, something his ex didn’t have.

i see sungchan as second chance. the breakup was nasty, both of you saying hurtful things that made each other’s heart shatter into a million pieces. sungchan would do anything to have you back, delivering flowers with handwritten messages to your doorstep every week telling you how much he loved and missed you. with time, you realised just how much you couldn’t live without him and his contagious smile. you’d walk to his house with a box of homemade cookies that you used to bake together with the words “i love you.” he swore he could’ve cried when he opened the door to see you there, instantly hugging you. he let you in and you talked for hours, finally agreeing to get back together before having makeup sex, the room filled with i love you’s as he fucked you so well.

an arranged marriage situation made me think of wonbin. it had happened because you both hadn’t found someone yet, too quiet and reserved for the chaos of the dating world. your families were desperate to see you settled so they took it upon themselves to find a match; each other. you surprisingly found peace in each other, enjoying quiet evenings in together. you found yourself slowly falling in love with him, drawn to his calm demeanour that was similar to yours. life with him was so easy and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

[milkywaybottles]

hello! i’m new to the ghost fandom and i’m loving your blog so far! i was wondering if i could request headcanons of papa emeritus III (terzo) or cardinal copia (it doesn’t matter which one) with a s/o that’s almost doll like? their skin is soft and reflective as a porcelain doll, glossy eyes, they barley blink which freaks people out a lot and barley speaks as well, only talks on occasions. they try to stay as still as possible or try to do things in an “elegant” way. they wear beautiful gothic clothing. in general they freak a lot of people out by how doll like they are but to papa they’re the most beautiful person he’s ever seen. no rush on the request! i hope you have a lovely day today! :D

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

OH. MY. SATAN. (I love the aesthetic of your blog btw) I love this and haven't stopped thinking about this request since I saw it. I had been dancing around the idea of how to do it justice and I think I've come up with something. Thank you for the request, my dear. Hopefully, it does do it justice. I couldn't decide which Papa to do so I did them both.

Much love xx

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Papas (Terzo and Copia) x Gothic gn!neutral Reader Headcanons!

Papa Emeritus III (Terzo):

Ever since he was small, he had an obscure fascination with dolls and their beauty

Thus, when he found his s/o, who not only had a lovely personality but had an elegant poise, he found himself quickly head over heels in love with them.

Terzo had been with many people in his life and he had yet to find someone who could match his gothic ways until you came along. You honestly stood as competition to him because of his nature as a diva. Originally, he had felt threatened by your allure and much like a cat with its fur raised, all alarm bells sounded in his mind when he saw you walking in the halls of the ministry for the first time.

Though, Terzo soon realised that this precious jewel of a person required closer inspection.

Many members of the clergy found you freakish, despite their beliefs, and Terzo often gets defensive whenever a strange look is passed your way or a mumble is uttered while you walk past. "Hey! Stop staring at them! Stare at your Papa, si?", which causes you to let out a refined and shy giggle. You know he doesn't mean it maliciously, of course, his intentions are clear to protect you from many uncomfortable stares.

One of his favourite activities to do with you is to take you out for a stroll with your favourite black-laced parasol out in the garden. Once the sun begins to peek through the clouds, you retire inside and collapse inside each other's legs while reading a book (Terzo more begrudgingly if anything, but willing nevertheless)

He didn't care what anyone thought of you, you were his, and he was yours.

Cardinal Copia (Copia):

Copia, on the other hand, was a little confused initially but he definitely had the spirit.

When he laid eyes on you for the first time, his jaw was on the floor, admiring all your porcelain qualities and your stunning clothing. You were the most beautiful person he had ever seen.

He fumbled and had absolutely no idea how to approach you. And it stayed this way for a long time. You both would share skewed glances in the hallways but nothing more beyond a polite "Hello, how are you doing?"

Eventually, he plucked up the nerve to ask you out with a bouquet of crimson roses and black dahlias (to which you obviously said yes to)

Copia was under the impression that many of your date activities were very much confined to your aesthetic, and because in public, you rarely spoke, he found it difficult to communicate with you.

The Ministry housed a large dining room with an ebony elongated table, surrounded by vintage chairs. He often took you in to dine, but the only problem was that you were at opposite ends of the table and it felt as though you were a world away. After roughly a week of dining in awkward silence, as he drank his red wine, you brought your chair all the way to his end of the table, causing him to flush with embarrassment and realisation.

This communication barrier was quickly overcome after this in private, "We do not need to do something fancy and dark every time, darling. I appreciate it beyond belief, but I like cuddling and spending the night in too"

Now, he practices a perfect balance of both and aspires to create a dynamic like that of Morticia and Gomez Addams.

He often enjoys going on walks with you as well, taking your arm in his and holding your gentle hand to his lips, moustache tickling your fingers.

You were his beautiful bella

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[themonotonysyndrome]

Hey Mono! I hope you're doing well. I just came with another small headcanon thing that I remember I had when Part 2 of Castin's story came out and I thought I'd share it with you :))

Remember when Castin said that he was doing that campaign thing where he was training kids or teens to fight and to prep them to be in the army or something? I thought that that was maybe one of the things that helped the Baroness to fall for Castin.

She was just passing by the training grounds maybe to meet up with someone for lunch or for work and she happened to see her husband with a bunch of teenage kids. For a second she forgot all about the campaign when she saw the way he interacted with them but she remembered what Castin mentioned before when she saw the armour they all wore.

At this point in time, she hasn't really seen Castin fight much so she secretly enjoyed the demonstrations he gave to the kids. But what she enjoyed even more was the way Castin came up behind the kids and gently guided them to do what he demonstrated properly and the way he encouraged them to try even if it was difficult. She enjoyed the way he praised them or gave them a high five when they did it successfully.

She unconsciously had a smile on her face as she watched the scene before her but was surprised when she realised that Castin saw her and caught her staring. She kept smiling and gave him a small nod before quickly walking away to where she needed to be.

She noticed that her heart beat a little faster than usual and her palms were a bit sweaty. No, she wasn't falling for him. She was simply walking too fast and it was hot out. She definitely wasn't starting to fall for him. Right..?

I love the thought that Castin is good at interacting with teens or older kids and the idea that the Baroness was in denial at first about liking Castin idk. That would probably make a good 5 + 1 ao3 fic. "Five times the Baroness denied her love for Castin and the one time she didn't" lmao.

I think I've gone on long enough and it's really late where I am so I should probably go sleep soon... Probably. Anywhom, have a good timezone and until next time M'lady.

- 🌚

Purple Moon!Anon! You came with a feast and I, but your humble and grateful guest!

I'm feeling a lot better than yesterday so thank you for your good wishes.

I think it's brilliant that you let the Baroness observe the different sides of Castin. That way, it'll give her something to mentally chew on and reflect on her true feelings for him! After all, other than Rhett's words and Castin's behaviour during their first meeting and right up to their wedding day, the Baroness doesn't have much to go with it. It's unfortunate the bad stuff outweighs the good.

Also! Also! Castin as A Father To His Men goes well with the brotherhood bond the Intacian warriors have for one another! He's firm with the younger recruits, but praises and compliments come freely from his mouth. He doesn't lord his ranks over the soldiers, and once training is over, he'll sit down with you and explain what you did well today, what went wrong and how you can improve further.

That's how Castin treat those under him, and the Baroness can't help but wonder why he did he initially humiliated her? Oh well. Only Castin knows why.

But the moment she starts falling for him, she's oblivious to it. Her heart beating faster? Palms sweaty a bit? Eyes always dart to the side when Castin flashes a grin to her? Yeah, someone please save this woman 😆

I think the 5 + 1 fic format about her coming to terms with her budding affection for her warrior husband is perfect! Castin probably already notice her change of heart but he will be patient until the Baroness come to terms with it herself.

I always enjoy discussing headcanons with you, Purple Moon!Anon! Have a good rest, OK?

[write-like-wright]

Your First Kiss With Them: Prosecutors Edition

A lovely anon requested first kiss headcanons with both defense lawyers and prosecutors, so I'm just gonna do it in two parts.

Miles Edgeworth

It happens spontaneously with Miles.

You'd gone on a few dates already and he always walks you to your door, like the gentleman he is. When it's time to say goodbye, he lingers for a moment, as if unsure how to proceed. He always flakes in the end, leaving you after an awkward hug and a face that matches the colour of his suit.

One day you're just at his place. It's one of those lazy days when you order takeout and sit at home binging Steel Samurai. A funny scene comes on, something that leaves you both in stitches. It's such a sweet thing, seeing him laugh so earnestly, some colour rising to his face. You lean over and press a kiss to his lips almost instinctively and he freezes for a second and so do you once you realise what you'd done. You apologise awkwardly, fearing you'd crossed a line.

"What are you sorry for? I quite liked that," Miles laughs. "At least one of us has enough courage to act."

Franziska von Karma

Happens in the middle of an argument, most likely. Nothing serious, of course. You're just bickering over something silly and Franziska gets a bit too smug with her comebacks. It annoys you to no end, seeing that smarmy grin on her lovely face. You stand there for a second, feeling an overwhelming urge to-

"Why are you glaring at me like that? Just because I'm right doesn't give you the excuse to act like a f-"

Silence. Cut off by a kiss.

She's completely dumbfounded when you part. It takes her a moment to regain her composure.

"Well," she says eventually. "How foolish of you. Trying to win an argument through such underhanded tactics."

You keep on bickering.

She kisses you not two minutes later when she realises her argument makes no sense and you gain the upper hand.

Diego Armando/Godot

It's the classic scenario with him.

He takes you out for a cup of coffee one rainy afternoon. You sit at the coffee shop for hours, talking and laughing, enjoying each other's company. It's dark outside before you even realise it and he offers to walk you home. The conversation keeps flowing on your way to your place and you feel a pang of sadness when it's time to say your goodbyes. You tell him how much you enjoyed your date and he just casually leans in for a kiss that lasts a bit longer than you'd expected. There's no way your neighbours won't gossip about it tomorrow.

Klavier Gavin

He texts you to wear something warm before your date. You're confused but oblige.

Klav shows up on his bike to pick you up and it all makes sense suddenly. "Come on, Schatzi, I'll show you what a real adrenaline rush feels like."

He's true to his word. He drives you around the city, the cool twilight air rushing past you and you feel more alive than ever.

Eventually, he takes you to his favourite spot, a clearing overlooking the entire city. It feels surreal seeing all the city lights intertwine with the stars above. You sit on his bike while he stands in front of you, talking about something or another. It's hard to say who leans in first, but soon enough you're kissing. It's your first kiss together, then the second and third and fourth...

Simon Blackquill

You're just fooling around at his place.

Simon is a massive tease when he drops his twisted persona. He picks little fights and picks on you just to get you worked up. It's a mixture of endearing and annoying.

He puts on some stupid show you're not interested in one bit. Neither is he, but he'd rather tease you about it than change the channel.

"Give me the remote, Simon."

"Come get it, *insert dumb nickname*"

You try and fail spectacularly. It's just play wrestling, but that doesn't change the fact he's twice your size and can pin you down with one-fifth of his weight. Not that you mind.

You're both giggling breathlessly at this point. "Do you yield, miscreant?" He asks in his scariest prosecutor voice. Dumbass. "I yield, I yield! Just let me go!"

"You must pay the toll first," he deadpans, crossing his arms.

"And what is the toll?"

"A kiss, if I recall correctly."

You buy your freedom and he lets you up, handing you the remote and letting you curl up against him on the sofa.

You pay his toll a few more times during the evening.

Nahyuta Sahdmadhi

You're very hesitant to kiss Yuti.

He's a monk. You're not even sure it's allowed.

You start wondering if you'd perhaps been misunderstanding your outings. They were clearly dates, you thought, but then again he could merely see them as you acting as his tour guide to introduce him to your culture. You're very torn on the matter.

On your way home from dinner, you pick up some dessert. Nothing fancy, just cupcakes from a local bakery. You eat them at your place while trying to explain the concept of Netflix and chill to him. It's hard to say if he's scandalized or intrigued.

"These are so good! Would you like a taste?" You ask with your mouth full, perhaps overexaggerating your food-induced moaning.

He gives you one of those sweet, gentle looks he's known for. "Certainly," he says, bridging the gap between you, pressing the softest of kisses to your lips. You're confused by his actions but you'd be lying if you said you minded.

"What was that about?"

"Hm? Oh, that was a pick-up line, was it not? I've heard about those. Although I hear that one is usually used with flavoured lipgloss."

"Yuti, I was just offering you some of my cupcakes."

"Oh," he seems a bit embarrassed now. "Do forgive me then."

"I didn't say I minded. But you can't just go around kissing people like that."

"I'll jot that down in my 'How to act like a native' notebook."

Barok van Zieks

(Heavily inspired by my incessant bugging of @bailey-reaper from my main)

It happens during his University days.

Barok approaches you at a gathering, completely red-faced while Klint and Albert snicker within earshot. He asks you to dance with him in the most roundabout way possible, to the point where you're not quite sure what he's asking of you.

You agree and are surprised at how good of a dancer he is in spite of his initial and apparent awkwardness. Must be those long, elegant legs.

He takes you on a stroll after and you end up alone on a balcony. His initial nervous demeanour slowly melts away, although he's still more than a little shy. You chat away and you even get a laugh out of him at some point. It's one of your personal victories.

It's almost midnight when you are interrupted. "Ah, brother, there you are!" Klint van Zieks suddenly joins you on the balcony. His lips curl in a knowing smirk as he turns to greet you. "Mother has sent me to get you aeons ago! I've been looking for you all over. It's time to leave. Say your goodbyes, and be quick." He leaves then, giving you a moment of privacy.

"I-I, hm, I have really enjoyed your company tonight. Thank you for the dance. I fear I must be going now."

"Wait," you say placing your hand on his arm, half expecting him to recoil. He doesn't. You get on your tip-toes and you can still barely reach his face. Thankfully, he's already slouching. You press a quick, chaste kiss to his lips, hoping no one saw you. "Surely, you wouldn't have left me without a kiss goodnight?"

His face is burning now and he swallows. "Pray, forgive the discourtesy. How careless I am. I'll bear it in mind for next time." With that, he turns and leaves you.

Kazuma Asogi

He walks up to you one day right as you're about to head to your next class, looking pensive and excited at once. You know why, you'd heard the news. Kazuma had been selected for the student exchange and you were thrilled for him - no one deserved it more than he did. You just hoped you did a good job of hiding how sad you were to see him leave regardless.

"I can't leave you here without a proper goodbye. Leave your books, come on." He convinces you to skip the rest of your classes and drags you away on an adventure as he calls it.

You spend the day together, joking around, getting food and window shopping. Finally, you settle under the shade of a tree where you usually met up in secret. He babbles away about the law, the British Empire, his plans for the future.

When he runs out of topics to talk about, he goes quiet, dark eyes searching your face. "Do you know why I stole you away today?" Stole? He's so dramatic. You shake your head. "I don't want you to forget me when I'm gone. Remember this day, and me and this." With that, he gently takes your face in his hands and leans in, claiming your lips in a heated kiss. It's so intense, you feel yourself burning under his touch. Tears prickle your eyes when you part. "I hate to so you go," you whisper weakly and he gives you a sad, understanding smile. "I know. I'm so sorry." You pull him into another kiss, lying down on the grass, hidden by the shade of the tree. You're not about to let him forget you either.

[sailxrmxrs]

it has been too peaceful around here. we need some angst to spice things up. specifically headcanons as to how the bloomic lis plus onion would react to mc wanting to break up with them. yes i am including the onion stealer bc i lov him a lot okay. he is not exempt from the pain. anyway this is going to be as angsty as i can get, which admittedly isn't that sad bc i am weak but it's still going to HURT. dw we'll get back to the regularly scheduled fluff shortly but first, break up angst.

♡ nightowl ♡

Nightowl is a consistent ray of sunshine and positive light in your relationship. He's always ready for some kind of adventure or to spend hours by your side. And you adore that part of him, he's extroversion incarnate and brings out a whole new side out of you. The relationship is sweet and loving, filled with all kinds of memories to cherish for the months to come. But then as time goes on, Nightowl's jealous tendencies start to shine through. He never goes too far with it, but there's a bitterness that lingers. A darkness that slowly builds in him, a swirling insecurity that threatens to bubble up and escape his throat. He hates that dark pit inside but he can't fight it, can't fully cut it off. And he knows it's only going to continue building until his body can't handle it anymore and everything comes crashing down around him. But before that can happen, you're calling him to go for a walk together so you can talk about something. Nightowl doesn't think much of it, but then he sees you and knows something's off. Something's wrong. And you're looking guilty, as though you're about to do something that'll hurt. And it does. Nightowl can't think of anything other than the immense pain that he's lost you. His soul was so blackened and infested that he finally drove you off. He's been told that he could be too much but you always assured him that wasn't true at all. Was all that a lie? Was Nightowl really just someone undeserving of true, unadulterated love? He doesn't even try to hold back the tears, letting them cascade in thick droplets down his cheek. He's mumbling a goodbye, voice cracking as he turns to leave you, knowing this is the end.

♡ quest ♡

Being in a relationship with Quest was easy. It was comfortable. Arguments were few and far between, with little cause for concern. At first that had been a welcome change from past experiences to be with someone so transparent and open about themselves. But over time it became wildly apparent how self-sacrificial he could be. Quest would relinquish so easily to avoid conflict, whether with you or someone else. While you'd initially thought he was just a passive person, you soon learnt that Quest simply gave up in the face of conflict. And while that fact did not initially hinder your relationship, slowly over time you felt as though you fighting a losing battle. Any disagreement was swept under the rug instead of talked over. All your grievances were met with unrelenting positivity and acceptance that it just felt like you weren't being heard in the way you needed to be. Over time it grated you down until one last disagreement came about. It wasn't anything particularly serious, but Quest's actions were as predictable as always. Feeling exasperated and tired of the same old conversations, you finally broached it to Quest. Of course, the cycle continued and it finally brought about the breaking point. You were done with all of this, exasperated and in need of a break. Quest couldn't quite believe what was happening and yet it also felt like a long time coming too. He'd been wondering when you'd finally grow tired of him. Finally realised you could do better. He thought that maybe if he let go of his past and took steps to being less intimidating, less imposing, just less then maybe he could find someone who would love him wholeheartedly. But, of course, he had been wrong to believe he deserved that and so now his life was to return to its original monotony, tinged with resentment for who he once was all those years ago.

♡ xyx ♡

In the early days of your relationship, Xyx had expressed a desire to take things a little slower. He'd later come to tell you exactly why that was—a really nasty breakup had left an invisible scar that would never truly heal no matter how much love you poured into it. Xyx had taken a while to fully open up and feel comfortable being vulnerable again, but now that he could? Oh, the freedom it granted him was euphoric. He felt like a whole person again, finally healing after months of stewing in that self-hatred and blame for how his previous relationship ended. All because you came along and wedged yourself in his heart and refused to leave. But Xyx didn't hate it, in fact I loved the person he had become with you and loved the ways he changed over the span of your relationship. Obviously there were ups and downs but that was to be expected in any relationship. What mattered most to him was that he could tell this was a relationship built on mutual respect and care for the other. As long as that remained, Xyx was content with you, was entirely smitten and in love. But when you texted him one day during his lunch break stating that you needed to talk, he felt an overbearing sense of dread collecting in the pit of his stomach. He knew where this was going. Knew exactly what was about to happen. So he shut down, shut off, and repressed it all. He was right back to square one, pushing away those who tried to get close. He sent a scathing reply and turned his phone off, not caring what you had to say. Storming out of the office building, he made a beeline for his motorbike full of dangerous intent and disregard for himself.

♡ nakedtoaster ♡

Toast would be able to process a breakup the easiest out of everyone. He's very in tune with his emotions and knows the best ways to deal with bad news. In past relationships he's been able to move on fairly quick, accepting that it had run its course and they just weren't the same people anymore. Sure it's sad but it's also a fact of life. That said, whenever Toast thinks about their relationship with you it's a different matter. They've known for a while just how deep those emotions ran, and that he cared for you and loved you more than any of those past relationships put together. Marriage is not something that's necessarily crossed Toast's mind before, but when he looks at you sitting across from him on the sofa he thinks maybe having a small wedding to celebrate your love would be nice. Nothing crazy nor extravagant, but just big enough to celebrate with the other server members and maybe some close relatives there too. Then one afternoon you're meeting up to grab coffee, and Toast has been thinking all day if he should maybe bring up the topic to gauge your thoughts on it. But those thoughts are pushed far, far to the back of their mind when you express your desire to break up. He's speechless, mouth agape as he stares at the coffee sitting between his hands. Suddenly it makes sense why you didn't order anything. You're explaining how you feel but Toast can barely hear it, their ears blocking out the devastating news you've brought upon him. He cuts you off, telling you to just get this over with and leave. They're not shouting, but you've never heard him speak with such venom before. Once you're gone, Toast sits back in their seat and sighs. They don't feel sad or angry, just empty. So, so empty. Where their heart used to be is now an expanse of oblivion—no more than an empty void of who they had been no less than five minutes ago.

♡ onionthief ♡

Onion thinks he can handle negative emotions well. He's had his fair share of tribulations and relationship struggles over the years that it's hardly something new for him. But then he met you and suddenly his entire world view shifted. Whereas before he was somewhat jaded or nonchalant regarding romantic relationships, he now cannot imagine a life without you in it. You brought a whole new light into his existence that Onion hadn't realised just how much he needed. He didn't have enough extremities on his body to count the number of times he's dreamed about a future with you: buying a house together, getting married, having kids. He wants all of that with you and knows just how perfectly the two of you fit together, like jigsaw pieces that slot together so easily it's nigh on impossible to imagine a time you weren't an entwined pair. And so, when that fateful day comes, Onion feels his entire world come crashing down around him. That once picture perfect jigsaw has splintered beyond repair; there's no fixing what has been broken ten times over, after all. His entire plan for your future has been torn to shreds in front of him and he can barely think, can barely process exactly what's going on. All he knows is that he needs to get out of here before he says something he'll regret. The emotions don't fully hit until night when he's laying in bed alone. Despite his own presence there, without you it's cold. Unforgiving. It's that unshaking feeling that something is missing that sets off the tears. And when Onion wakes up in the morning, his eyes are sore and pillow still damp from where he'd cried himself to sleep. This was going to be hard, and he wasn't sure how he was to pull himself through it with you by his side. But he no longer had a choice. He was alone once more, and he had to live with that fact for the foreseeable future.

[writemyaceattorneys]

hey hey franziska anon from turnaboutyandere here 👀 so excited for this blog! i feel obligated to request for some general franziska and edgeworth headcanons please ✨

Of course Franziska Anon!!!! I’m glad that you have obliged me to talk about my favourite trilogy prosecutors, husband Miles and wife Franziska are absolutely fabulous angels.

I hope that you like these headcanons. I’m also really excited for this blog and I can’t wait to get into running it .

Spoilers: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney - Trilogy

TW: Franziska’s whip

💎Franziska von Karma💎

💎 Relationships are a concept that are very alien to Franziska. From a young age she was taught to only seek perfection in her career, that trivial feelings such as love should always come second or not come at all.

💎 Because of this, she soon came to realise that she was very unprepared for the sudden deluge of emotion that struck her after interacting with S/O a few times.

💎 She would probably be very angry with S/O at first. How dare this foolish fool just waltz on into her life and make her feel all of these feelings and just be so oblivious to their effect on her. S/O would be on the brunt end of Franziska’s wrath (namely her whip) during this time period.

💎 It would absolutely get to the point where everyone around Franziska and S/O would realise what’s going on. Getting Franziska to confess to S/O would be nigh on impossible because of her stubbornness so it would be up to S/O to confess to Franziska first, if of course, they felt the same way.

💎 Good news! They do, (although, they had been getting the distinct feeling that Franziska didn’t like them because every time they went to talk to her, they’d walk away with several whip lashes) so S/O plans to confess their feelings to Franziska

💎 Franziska would be in shock when S/O first confesses to her, as much as she had been wishing for this to happen it was still something that she would never expect could happen to her.

💎 In terms of affection, Franziska is still going to be very closed off at first. She doesn’t have much experience in terms of PDA or even private displays of affection so S/O is going to have to be initiating a lot of it. Over time, Franziska would probably clutch onto S/O’s hand if she was angry and would very much appreciate it if S/O rubbed her hand with their thumb.

💎 She would absolutely love to show her S/O off to her colleagues!! She’d bring them to fancy dinners, conferences or whatever else she was invited to as her plus one. She sees it as her own form of affection, while she isn’t 100% comfortable with initiating more personal affection yet, she will more than happily speak about her S/O if prompted (given that the person asking isn’t a foolish fool of course).

💎 If S/O were to learn some German in order to speak to her, she’d be so flattered and would probably blush, depending on how S/O decides to compliment her, she would absolutely get embarrassed.

“Hey Franziska! du siehst heute schön aus.”

“H-Hör auf mit dieser Torheit... aber danke, mein Sonnenschein.”

💎 All in all, Franziska is very grateful for S/O’s presence in her life and she hopes to one day be able to give back in tenfold the affection and support that S/O has given to her, until that day, however, she is more than happy to bask in the warmth that her S/O provides.

Translations from the text:

Du siehst heute schön aus. - You look beautiful today.

Hör auf mit dieser Torheit... aber danke, mein Sonnenschein - Stop this foolishness...but thank you, my Sunshine.

♟Miles Edgeworth♟

♟ Very similarly to Franziska, Miles is also very inexperienced when it comes to romantic relationships. He was more focused on making his mentor proud and didn’t really focus on anything to do with dating. Because of this, he is also very oblivious to how other people feel about him which means that even if he had feelings for S/O, he wouldn’t be the one to initiate a relationship.

♟ Any form of romance with Miles Edgeworth is going to be prime slow burn material. It’ll take him a good several months to even consider forming anything closer than a professional working relationship with S/O, before anything else he would come to appreciate and admire the hard work that S/O put into whatever they did.

♟ Again, S/O is probably going to have to be the one to confess how they feel to Miles and they are going to have to be very upfront about it to avoid a miscommunication. The confession would absolutely happen somewhere privately and once Miles realised that he wasn’t the only one with these strange feelings about the other, he’d feel absolutely relieved (although he’d be sure to hide it with a wry smile and his normal formal and cool manner of speaking).

♟ Miles is also someone who is very inexperienced with public and private displays of affection and the initiation of such acts will never fail to make him incredibly flustered. He might be a bit more put off by public affection and would seize up if S/O were to as much as hold his hand in public, let alone embrace him or kiss him. This is something that he’d work on over time so at some point, he’ll be more open to holding hands in public.

♟ Despite his inexperience, Miles would probably be the most comfortable with privately displayed affection, whether that be in his office when it's just the two of them or at either his or S/O’s home. He’d absolutely be down to hold hands while he works and if he was feeling particularly worn down, he might just pull his S/O into his arms while he sits and 2just lay his head against their thorax.

♟ It’s pretty much common knowledge within the fanbase that Edgeworth has a dog at this point, so a good way to spend time outside of work would be to go with Edgeworth while he walks his dog. Also bonus points if Edgeworth’s dog also likes S/O, animals are very perceptive and as far as Edgeworth is concerned, if his dog likes and trusts S/O then there’s a good chance that he can do the same.

EXTRA! bonus points here if during the walk, Miles’ dog keeps looping the lead around both Miles’ and S/O’s knees and they end up falling into each other.

♟ Routine affection is also very important to Miles, he’d make sure to have time set aside during the day to be receptive to affection and once he gets bold enough to initiate affection and romantic gestures himself, I can guarantee that there’d be at least half an hour that he’d take out of his day to just hold S/O in his arms.

♟ Miles is also one to show off, so S/O can fully expect to be brought to all of the fancy functions and conferences that Miles has to go to. He’d also take them along on all of his international excursions so if anything, S/O can expect to become a lot more well travelled. He’d take S/O to see all of the sites in whatever country he was visiting and he would absolutely take advantage of the fact that he probably knows several European languages to further impress S/O.

He would also teach S/O different languages so that they can communicate too.

♟ One thing that Miles would definitely be concerned about is his fans. He is no stranger for receiving bouquets of flowers and other lavish gifts from people who are no doubt trying to woo him. However, he wouldn’t stand for any slander against S/O and if these fangirls grew to be too much, he’d make it abundantly clear to both his fanbase and whoever checks his packages that he won’t be receiving anything else from those who only seek to interfere in his private life.

(Sorry Wendy Oldbag, I don’t think you’ll be getting your ‘Edgy-poo’ anytime soon)

♟ Miles would be fiercely protective of his S/O. If he thought for a moment that anything that he was about to get himself into was going to put S/O in danger, he’d try to keep them as far removed from it as possible. It would absolutely wreck him if S/O was hurt and even in a non-yandere situation he’d make it his mission to make sure that anyone who put S/O at risk was brought to justice.

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Yandere Bruno squad headcanons perhaps :0?

Yandere Team Buccelati

Content Warnings: Yandere behaviour, stalking, abduction

A/N: Apologies, but I've decided that I'm not really comfortable writing under 18s as yandere characters, so I'll just be doing Buccialati, Abbacchio and Mista for this one. Extra warning that this is really bad (I'm particularly not happy with Mista's section) because I wrote this late at night and didn't know what I was saying as I wrote it, so double apologies for that.

Bruno Buccelati

In spite of his occupation, Bruno has no qualms befriending the civilian population of Naples and doing good for them. He holds a profound pity for the victims of organised crime, and is eager to help where he can. So when you approach him on the street, asking for help with ridding yourself of a creepy stranger who had made it his business to follow and harass you, Bruno is quick to ensure your would-be stalker never looks your way again.

Although Bruno saw to it that you were escorted home safely, he can't help but feel some well-intentioned worry for your well-being over the coming days. He checks in on you again, which you find to be very sweet, but as the days pass by again his worry returns. Continuing to visit you would seem odd, he knows, but surely there's no harm in asking Narancia to check through your window once in a while?

At first it really is just concern for your safety, but after a while, Bruno is forced to accept that he is genuinely infatuated with you. His feelings are far too strong to simply sweep under the rug, and approaching you the normal way could put you in danger, provided it even works. He isn't going to kidnap you, that would leave him no better than the thugs he chases off of the streets, but to make you his he's going to resort to something unorthodox.

Bruno makes a few preparations. He does a few favours for your friends and family- gotta make sure they're on his side, He also checks his intel into the area's rival street gangs, since it can't hurt to have a hint of truth to the story he's going to tell. Then, armed with a few empty suitcases and a fake look of concern, he heads to your house late one night.

He announces to you that one of the rival gangs in the area has singled you out as a target for trafficking, and because of your previous interactions with him, they're dead set on taking you. Bruno assures you not to worry and helps you pack away your things, promising that you will be safe in his care while the issue with the gang is sorted out. You'll be staying in his house, of course. It's best he's right on call in case anyone tries to come after you.

Your new life in Bruno's house is a strange one. You cannot leave the house of course, except for the occasional short trip with him or his men to stop your mental health from suffering, but your internet access is unrestricted, you can call your family as much as you want, and you're allowed to buy anything you'd like with your money (or better, have him buy it for you). You have your own room, but Bruno often asks to come in and sit with you late at night. It's all for your comfort, of course.

After a couple of months, Bruno's excuses to keep you longer will start to run out as you start to wonder why he hasn't eliminated the street gang yet. The hope is that by this point, you would have already fallen for Bruno's charm and started to love him, but barring this, he'll simply buy more time by making up more reasons why it's unsafe for you to go home.

But, if all else fails, and you begin to insist on leaving... well, Bruno didn't want to do this, but he can't just let you go. You're locked in your room, windows barred as Bruno explains to you calmly that this is all for your own good. You can come out any time you want, Amore. All you have to do is promise to stay.

Leone Abbacchio

Despite his occasionally cold demeanour, Abbacchio is no stranger to the want for companionship and affection. In fact, it's fair to say he needs it, and that going so long without tenderness has left him empty, miserable and disillusioned. But it's only a matter of time before somebody reawakens his need for warmth.

Both of you were having a bad day. You were downtrodden and lamentful, and as sad people tend to do together, you shared your angsts together as you sat at the bus stop, neither of you caring that this was the first time you'd even seen each other.

Abbacchio does not want the conversation to end. So when the bus arrives, he gets a ticket to your stop instead, and sits with you, continuing to talk. He is sad when you say goodbye. He knows he needs to see you again. He thinks nothing of lingering to see which street you turn onto as you walk home.

Abbacchio gets to work right away. He needs to have you, but cannot see you ever falling for someone like him. Not through normal means instead. His thoughts turn to abduction, but the image of you begging and crying as he drags you to his car saddens him. He knows he could never hurt you that badly. He needs to find a half-way point, between force and natural love.

The first thing he does, once his mind is made up, is go to your boss. Using Passione's name, he quickly convinces them to fire you without any question as to why. It is a similar story with your landlord a few days later. Any friends or relatives who might take you in are also sent a warning phone-call.

You know full-well what has happened. You knew at the time your one-time companion on the bus was a mafioso, his story made that clear. You beat yourself up every minute for not avoiding him then and there. And now, as misfortune after misfortune strikes you, everyone who bears you bad news has the same white-haired stranger to speak of. When, on your first night on the streets, a tall figure approaches you from the black car, you do not feel any surprise.

Both you and Abbacchio know what he is here for, so he does not explain much. He sombrely instructs you to get in the car if you don't want to be stuck on the streets any longer, promising that he will not do you any harm if you comply. He has already struck out every other option for possibly helping yourself. You have little choice but to go with him.

You do not expect much when you arrive at Abbacchio's house, but instead you find all your old possessions lined up for you to decorate your room with. After quickly explaining where the bathroom is and which foods from the kitchen are free for taking, he goes to bed, advising that you do the same. You are completely, and utterly perplexed.

Abbacchio forces little conversation on you in the early weeks. Most of the time, he is out doing work, leaving you with free reign of his house. Soon, you do not feel at all as though you were forced to be here. You dare say your life is better here than it was before. Abbacchio's friends occasionally visit, making sure that Leone isn't mistreating you and you're fully happy here. Eventually, Abbacchio relents to letting you reopen communications with your friends. You cannot say you have anything to complain about.

The only question, is what Abbacchio ever wanted from you. It's so strange how he went to all these lengths to take you only to largely ignore you. The truth is, he's waiting for you to open up to him of your own free will. As he lies in bed alone at night, he dreams of you coming into his room, asking if he can hold you for a minute.

Mista

Guido Mista has dated a few times in the past, and he isn't interested in letting Passione stop him from continuing. It doesn't matter how you met him, just that after a few encounters you began to date, and were very happy with your new beau. You worked well together, what else is there to say?

But after your second date, Buccialati received word of your existence and was concerned. He isn't exactly going to force you to stop dating, Mista is an adult after all and can do as he pleases. But Buccelati wants to make sure you know what you're getting into.

Paying you a visit, Buccelati explains to you that your new boyfriend is involved with the mafia, and continuing to see him will involve certain risks. He is happy for you to take these risks, so long as you are aware of their existence. You thank him for him time, and immediately proceed to shut off all communication with Mista without explanation.

After a brief shouting match with Buccelati once Mista realises what he's done, he marches over to your house to plead with you to take him back. You stand your ground, that Mista lied to you and you refuse to be involved with criminals, but Mista isn't giving up.

The argument escalates. You slam the door in his face. Mista goes home and despairs. You were the best he's ever had, and now he's supposed to accept that you're just... gone?! No... all you need is a little more time. Mista turns right around and heads back to your house. This time, he isn't letting up for anything.

It goes much further than he intended. In a split-moment of instinct, Mista draws his gun and threatens you into letting him in. He really didn't mean to scare you like that, but his emotions are running high right now and he doesn't know how else to make you listen.

So, here you are now, a hostage in your own home, because your barely boyfriend couldn't let you go. In the ultimatum the two of you made after he threatened you, you ended up agreeing not to leave the house at all for the time since he was scared you'd try to run.

Mista doesn't stay with you all the time, but he visits you daily to bring you things and try to repair the relationship. To his credit, he hasn't threatened you at all since the initial incident and seems to regret it intently, but forgiving him is difficult after what he did.

Your commitments are mysteriously all taken care of, your boss inexplicably granting you a long period of furlough at full pay. Buccelati wasn't kidding when he said the group Mista was part of was powerful. You shudder to think of what else he could do.

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SFW Alphabet Heisenberg Headcanons

I posted these on my AO3 but I thought I’d move my headcanons onto Tumblr too - all fanfics are staying on AO3 at this stage.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Heisenberg is a man of action, not of words. He’d be more inclined to show affection through gift giving or physical touch once you’ve reached that level of familiarity around him. In public, definitely a lot more possessive behaviour that’s merged in with physical affection, like his arm around your shoulders or waist, hand holding, making sure you’re within arms reach.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

There would be so much swearing. You’d have to be forced to be around him for a long time before he warmed up to you, and would have to prove that you were trying to be friends with the intent of being his friend, not for Miranda’s or your gain. I personally HC that he and Donna get along well enough that they spend time with one another sometimes, so even being an acquaintance of Donna’s and meeting that way would help speed things up a bit. He’d pop in on you during really bad moments ‘just to say hi’ but then you wouldn’t hear from him for months because he’s too focused on his metal army to realise how much time has passed.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He will never admit it, but he does love a cuddle. If you manage to convince him to have a cuddle session with you, he will always, always insist on being the mattress or the big spoon, and will play with your hair and trace random words and numbers against your back. When he’s had enough or needs to do something he will make a snide remark about you having had your fun and he needs to get up to do actual adult shit now, but you always find he’s a lot calmer after having a good cuddle. During rough days are the days that he will approach you directly and state plainly that he wants you to be the big spoon or the mattress, loving the feeling of your hands in his hair or playing with his various necklaces or tracing weird patterns that don’t make sense against his skin. He loves a good cuddle, but again. He will deny it until his last breath.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Heisenberg can cook one (1) meal and he burns it every single time. He claims it ‘adds flavour’, but in reality he was so focused on something that he forgot that he had something on the stove until he smelt smoke. He’s also not a clean man, not organised - shit just goes on the floor and when he needs it, he eventually finds it or a replacement.

I don’t think Heisenberg would want to settle down intentionally. He’s so focused on leaving the village that it consumes every waking and sleeping thought. But, that being said, if someone was to arrive and start acting domestic around him once he’d lowered his walls enough, he’d quickly fall into some sense of routine that looks very, very domestic from the outside. He’s very much the sort of man who doesn’t ask you out, you just end up dating somehow.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Cut and run. He doesn’t had time for emotions (before leaving the village) and he’s not good with words so he’d rather just up and leave and save himself the hassle. Probably wouldn’t even leave a note or send a text, you’d just have to figure it out for yourself that he was alive and had left you and not dead in a ditch.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Definitely not whilst living in the village. Again, he’d not really ask someone to be in a relationship more than he’d just fall into one. But, once he’s realised that you’re dating (and after he’s left the village, whichever comes last), he may start thinking about something more long term. I feel like it would take years for him to realise that he wants to marry you, and then years again before he asks. You’ve got to be in it for the long-haul and after escaping the village, there is a lot of healing that would need to take place. So. Don’t expect marriage any time soon.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Surprisingly, very? He’s a hard ass at first, but the longer you know him and the more he drops his guard, the more you realise he’s a big ole softy underneath his hard shell. He wears a lot of his more intense emotions on his sleeves, but the more intimate ones are harder to come by and usually it takes a unique gaze to realise that he’s been gentle to you for a while, it’s just in a very Heisenberg way.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Same with cuddling, he’ll never admit that he likes them but he does. You have to initiate most hugs, with his preference being you pressed up against his back as he sits by his desk or table with your head resting either on top or next to his own. He’s always warm, and a weird but comforting blend of strong muscle with soft fat makes his hugs some of the best you’ve ever experienced. Sometimes he needs them for a little pick me up and sometimes you need them for the same reason. If you ask him to hug you first, with your head pressed against his chest or shoulder, he will grumble and tease you a little, but never, ever deny you.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Oh, forever. I’m convinced that Heisenberg shows his love rather than says it - you learn his little love declarations as time goes on (him fussing over you or saying some form of praise where an ‘I love you’ would be appropriate, him making or doing something for you. Stuff like that). I don’t think Heisenberg would say I love you very often, it’d only be during highly emotional or important moments that the word would just slip out.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Ahaha. Ahaha. Ahahahahaha. Yeah no he gets jealous a lot. It does not take much. Angie demanding too much of your time? Jealous. Alcina inviting you to dinner with her and her girls. Jealous. That random kid from the village asking you for help and giving you a flower as thanks? Jealous. He tends to get more closed off to you and short, and if it’s Alcina who’s the one who makes him feel this way or, heaven forbid, someone showing interest in you romantically, there will be violence. Otherwise, just a lot of pouting and occasional rants about how they know not to bother you and he’s only looking out for you and is definitely not jealous that your attention can’t be on him 100% of the time.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Rough, scratchy. Usually heated but every now and again you’ll have a soft make out session or give each other a simple peck as you walk by. He loves kissing your shoulders and neck just to see you shiver, and forehead kisses are his preferred way to show affection in this manner. He isn’t that fussed where he’s kissed, just as long as he gets to feel your lips against him in some way.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Depends on the age - useless with babies. Absolutely useless. But once kids start talking and he’s able to answer questions or teach them words and phrases that will have their parents seeing red? He’s incredible, mostly because he’s having the time of his life teaching them anything and everything, including different swears to share with their parents the moment they get home.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Pre escape: Each start to the day usually revolves around trying to find out where he’s passed out this time, or if he’s slept at all. Usually you’d bring him something to eat and drink to keep him going and ask what he worked on overnight before you go to get ready for your day.

Post escape: Most mornings, he’d wake up before you and you’d be woken by him playing with your hair or tracing his fingertips against your skin. You’ve taught him how to use the coffee machine, so sometimes he’ll have a coffee there waiting for you. It takes a lot of work for you to pull away from him in the mornings, mostly because he refuses to let you go, but regardless, its a stark contrast to the way he was before escaping Miranda.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Pre escape: You try and stay up with him as long as possible, not wanting him to not have the company. Eventually, you pass out next to him, something he finds hysterical and heartwarming at the same time - he’ll never admit it but he never thought he’d meet anyone that would trust him enough to fall asleep next to him. He usually lets you rest there for a little bit, finding comfort in your soft snoring and occasional shifting, before he picks you up and carries you to bed, making sure you’re tucked in nice and warm before going back to his work. The softness can wait for after you’ve both survived his escape plan, and not a second before.

Post escape: I see two things happening frequently: The first is you falling asleep on the couch with your legs in his lap as you struggle to stay awake as he watches a show on the telly. You don’t want to leave but you struggle to stay awake. When the show is finished, he picks you up and, much like back at the village, carries you to bed but only this time he crawls in after you, curling you up against his side or slotting your back against his front, falling asleep seconds after he has you in a comfortable position for the both of you.

OR

You end up going to bed a little bit early to do something, maybe read a book or scroll on your phone, who knows. Heisenberg eventually joins you, crawling into your lap until his head is resting against your chest. He falls asleep on top of you as you play with his hair, his arms wrapped tightly around your middle as you continue helping to bring him down after a stressful day.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

So, so slowly. I’m talking at least a year of him being completely closed off because he even lowers his guard a little. He’s been hurt before, he’s been used before. And as far as he knows, you could be someone Miranda sent to him to keep tabs on him, or you could be toying with him for your own amusement. You really would have to show that you are there for him before he started opening up to you, and even then it wouldn’t be in waves, it would be in drips and trickles.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

This man has anger issues, he gets angry at the drop of a hat.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He won’t remember stories, or names, or dates - time just blends into one, endless mess for him. But he will remember facts. You tell him your favourite colour or favourite snack? In his mind forever. You make an offhand remark about wanting something? Next time he’s at the Duke’s, he’ll see if he has any in stock.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

When you escaped the village by far, the pair of you in the back of the Duke’s cart as he gets the pair of you away after seeing your home blow up thanks to Ethan. It was the first time that the both of you weren’t on edge or scared that you were seconds away from death, and after the adrenaline of the escape had gone through your system, you were tucked up against his chest, fast asleep as Heisenberg chewed on his cigar, his arm wrapped tightly around you. It was a new beginning for the pair of you, and Heisenberg was excited to see exactly what the world had to offer to the both of you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Incredibly, especially around Alcina and Mother Miranda. The other lords, not so much. He’s close enough to Donna to know that she wasn’t interested in stealing you, she only wanted to be her friend. Moreau was too scared of Heisenberg to try and pull any shit, the Duke was just a friend and he knew it would never go beyond that but everyone else? Is an immediate threat. There would be a lot of tugging you into his lap, keeping you tucked by his side, using his metal to hold you close. There would be a lot of threats and shouting as well as insult throwing if anyone so much as looked at you funny or made a small comment about taking you away, especially at Alcina. He’d try and keep you away from the village and from the family meetings as much as possible, and his hand would never leave your thigh or your waist if you were forced to attend. He’d make it clear that you were off limits to everyone and anyone.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Not much? Maybe after escaping the village he’ll put a little more effort into certain anniversaries but dates are simple affairs, anniversaries don’t mean much to him. He’d rather show his love to you everyday through small tasks to make your life more comfortable than put all his effort into certain dates. Gifts, however, is where he puts most of his energy - he definitely makes most of his gifts for you. Be it something small that he thought you might like during the day to larger gifts that take time, he will make sure every part of it is perfect for you. You don’t get a gift every day, but you do get a gift most weeks.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Smoking in bed is one. He also has a tendency to focus too heavily on his escape plans that sometimes it can feel like you are being neglected. His bathing habits also are rather lacking too. He 100% wakes you up in the middle of the night to rant about something that is bothering him or explain excitedly to you something that he’s discovered or created.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not very - he is, according to him, a naturally handsome sonofabitch, why would he need to worry about his style or be attached to a mirror forever fixing his hair?

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

It’s not so much a feeling of incompleteness because Heisenberg always feels empty and broken, but he definitely notices when you’re not nearby. It’s not like a piece of him is missing, but more like a recognition that something in his space is gone and he misses it and needs it back for him to feel more settled.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He’s autistic. He got his accent from listening to/watching shows on the television in the 50s. Lady D helped raise him and it wasn’t until they had a falling out that they started to hate one another. He didn’t hate Mother Miranda until he was in his 20’s where it became apparent that they were only there because Miranda found some use for them after stumbling into her laboratory and finding her notes on all four of them. He’s also addicted to netflix and loves binge watching whatever he can, especially anything to do with creating/crafting/science. Can speak 3 languages fluently.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He doesn’t like to be fussed over, at least in a way that is blatantly clear that that’s what you’re doing. He is independent to a fault, and refuses to take care of himself - but if you try to do anything to help him without his asking first and it feels like an attempt to mother him? He hates it, with a passion. The longer you know him, the more you’re able to get away with when he knows it's coming from a place of concern, but he can only handle so much because he breaks and his temper flares.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Before escaping the village: He doesn’t sleep much and where he does sleep is wherever he passes out. The man lives off of caffeine, spite and cigars, and the amount of times you’ve found him passed out at one of his many desks is astounding. Best thing to do is cover him up and let him rest because at least he’s sleeping.

After escaping the village: He still doesn’t sleep much, only this time it's due to nightmares of being back in the village under Miranda’s control, or you getting hurt in his attempt to flee. He won’t sleep unless you’re asleep beside him and if that isn’t happening, he either doesn’t sleep at all or works himself to exhaustion so he passes out wherever he may be - just like in the village. He is, however, an octopus when he’s asleep. No matter what position the pair of you fall asleep in, you always end up in some weird tangle of limbs simply because he cannot be close enough to you.

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May I request for headcanons with the dorm leader and a f!reader who’s scared of people and always have her guards up? How would they win her over? (I’m so sorry if this is way too much and if this is the wrong place to ask for requests)

It’s not too much and it’s a good place to ask for requests. Hope you will like it~!

I swear I don’t know why Vil and Azul are so long..

♥️ probably scared you with his tantrums and quick temper

♥️ and probably scared you even more with strict rules imposed on students,

♥️ at first Riddle had absolutely no clue how to approach you, you always seemed rather anxious and cautious around him and he didn’t like it at all. Eventually, he asks Trey for some advices on how to get closer to you,

♥️ now he’s making sure you’re not near before he ruthlessly scolds and punishes students or has an outburst of anger,

♥️ Riddle tries to control his emotions around you and talk in rather pleasant voice, sometimes may turn a blind eye if you break one, seemingly insignificant rule, even though he’s screaming internally,

♥️ asks you, how was your day and oftne starts small talks with you. Riddle even offers to help you with subjects you don’t excel at, which slowly makes you warm up to him and gradually builds your trust,

♥️ when you feel more comfortable in his company, he invites you for tea parties where just the two of you eat strawberry tarts and talk in pleasant ambiance (Riddle shamelessly denies it being a date and refers to it as friendly meeting, keep telling that to yourself)

♥️ Riddle is the listener and he tries hard not to push your barriers, he’s always there to listen to your problems and is more than willing to offer you a solution,

💛 he certainly enjoys a good chase and is up for the challenge, he’s not the type to easily give up. Leona is a predator after all and you happened to be considered a prey,

💛 since you always have your guard up around others, he finds your mysterious and unapproachable aura completely endearing, Leona wants to be the only one to whom you will open up

💛 he acts more than he talks, so at first expect that lazy lion to actually put some effort – he will intimidate people you’re scared of, will carry your bag if you happen to walk in the same direction as him without even asking for your permission or he would invite you to his table in canteen,

💛 when he realises his approach doesn’t work that well and you’re still slightly intimidated by him, Leona will change his strategy,

💛 since you don’t want to be open, then he won’t be forcing you. Leona decides to show you an example. He opens up to you, tells you his honest thoughts without beating around the bush – which actually works and makes you gradually trust him more and more, 

💛 Leona is not rushing you or putting any pressure on you, after all hunts are not supposed to be easy and end so rapidly,

💙 his tentacle senses began tingling when he spotted you. His greedy and calculating self was looking for a perfect moment to get you to sign a contract. You had heard rumours about his fishy deals and after Floyd personally and brutally invaded your comfort zone, you swore to yourself your feet would never step in Mostro Lounge again. It led to you having absolutely no trust in him and basically running away at a mere sight of the twins,

💙 if you were scared of people before, now you were terrified and your guards were even higher than always. You promised yourself to be extra cautious around Azul,

💙 Azul can partially understand you, he doesn’t like feeling vulnerable either and usually has hard time opening to others and prefers to keep things to himself, yet it doesn’t mean he will go easy on you,

💙 after your brief meeting when you politely refused a contract, Azul actually gives you time, he doesn’t seem pushy or overbearing. You don’t see him or Leech twins for extended period of time. After a while you began to feel less anxious and your body isn’t in constant “fight or flight” mode, that’s when Azul steps in.

💙 gets paired with you in poison class, completely accidentally, much to your discontent. Azul leaves you surprised by how respectful he is, not putting any pressure on you and helping you with task. He gently asks about your opinion and listens to you, which leaves you stunned,

💙 you don’t warm that easily to him, having at the back of your mind all the horrible rumours about him. Azul is a great manipulator. While he was seemingly giving you time, Leech twins were busy collecting any information about you, which could be helpful in the future. Soon, Azul adapts his responses to your reactions, slowly making you lower your guard in his company,

💙 offers you a small favour, without any contract and wants nothing in return. You were suspicious, he keeps his promise, which makes you slightly warm up to him, Azul views that as investment in the future and he is more than willing to make another favour,

💙 just one day Azul will return to collect your outstanding debt,

💙 if he doesn’t manage to woo you with his manners, clever tricks, then surely, he can do it through a contract, right?

🧡he is open and friendly with everyone and his bright and energetic personality scared you a bit at first. His presence was a bit overbearing to you and you couldn’t believe you would find such a kind soul in this school,

🧡 Jamil had to explain to him, why you may not want to open up to new people and have trust issues, after that he would change his approach,

🧡 Kalim wants to gain your trust and become your friend, before he would try to woo you, he doesn’t want to blow his chances with you, so he takes things slow,

🧡 soon you learn that he’s genuinely friendly and cheerful and he’s not trying to be someone he isn’t,

🧡 Kalim talks openly with you, doesn’t hide anything about himself and is more than happy to share some histories about his past with you

🧡 often tells you that he appreciates time you spend with him and how this relationship is important to him,

🧡 gradually, your conversations began to flow more easily and naturally and you find yourself opening a little,

🧡 eventually, his bright personality wins you over

💜 Vil thinks highly of himself and is sure that making you fall for him would be easy-peasy. After all, who wouldn’t want to date him? Isn’t he such a perfect lover? He knows, it’s just a matter of time before you let your guard down and fall head over heels for him,

💜 sends Rook to discreetly gather some crucial information about you, he wants to understand why are you cautious and don’t you want to trust others. After finding a cause, Vil is more than happy to impose the best (in his opinion) solution and solve your issues. You won’t even notice his attempts,

💜 Vil is an excellent actor. After learning more about you and analysing your personality with Rook, he will adjust his words, gestures to your reactions. He always creates a perfect ambiance for your talks and seems to be empathizing with you. But you will never know which sugar-coated word was his true self.

💜 makes you believe that he leads the conversations with you, while having the intention of fully listening to you. Soon, you’re convinced that he’s a reliable person in whose company you can speak without feeling judged or embarrassed. After all, doesn’t he seek to understand you?

💜 Vil judges you internally, although in your eyes, he’s a very encouraging and supportive person. He helps you adjust in this completely new word and initially he isn’t harsh to you, as he is with Epel. He showers you in compliments, builds your self-esteem and makes you feel appreciated in his company. After all, Vil is going to fix your any imperfection after you eventually becomes his.

💜 if you reject him despite his relentless efforts, special addition to your apple or an old-fashioned love potion should make you fall for him,

🖤 oh boy, he is rather scared of people, often avoiding them at all cost and now he wants to overcome your barriers you had set around you and win you over?

🖤 it’s going to be a tough challenge, Idia himself is not sure whether he can overcome it,

🖤 feels very awkward whenever he tries to get out of his comfort zone and approach you, so he practically doesn’t leave it. You’re not sure how many times you had seen him leaving his dorm, yet alone his room,

🖤 you both share a lot in common, so he perfectly understands why you may have trust issues and don’t want to open up so easily,

🖤 Idia gives you (and mostly himself) quite a lot of time and if he finally gathers lasting remains of his practically non-existing courage, he will message you,

🖤 most of your conversations would be online. Surprisingly to you, they don’t feel awkward or forced, you both enjoy them, slowly warming up to each other,

🖤 eventually you would take your relationship from Internet to real life,

💚 he is a patient fae, so he gives you as much time as you need to warm up to him. Your mistrust and fear of people, as well as having your guards up all the time is understandable to him. 

💚 Malleus is not exactly an open person with a vast circle of friends. Besides, most of Diasomnia students are also cautious and discreet, so he is rather accustomed to it and doesn’t find you weird,

 💚 He doesn’t mind walking in the forest with you in complete silence and doesn’t even find it awkward,

💚 Malleus is elated when you gradually become more comfortable in his company, he always makes sure you’re feeling alright and is a great listener. You could spend hours rabbiting on how your day was awful and he would be there to hear it. You have his full and undivided attention,

💚 always tells you how much he appreciates time spent with you and how much this relationship means to him, 

💚 appreciates every piece of information you share about yourself and in return does the same. Generally sooner or later, you both help subconsciously help each other open up and before you even realise, you start to develop feelings for your kind Tsunotarou,

[blu-joons]

DATING SEVENTEEN A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Yoon Jeonghan

A ⇴ AFFECTION 

Affection from Jeonghan will usually come in the form of a practical joke. He loves to mess around with you and wind you up, but once he’s finished pulling whatever stunt it is, he’ll always pull you into a hug to make sure that you’re not mad at him.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING 

The two of you had grown up together, you could never remember a time when Jeonghan wasn’t in your life. You gravitated towards each other from the moment that you met each other, his personality instantly drew you to him, and together, you soon struck up a very close friendship as you grew up alongside on another.

C ⇴ CONFESSION 

As he began to grow up and learn more about love, Jeonghan realised that a lot of those feeling translated to you. When the two of you reached the point in your lives where you were beginning to find your own feet and walk down different paths, he knew that he couldn’t let you go too far down the path without him. His confession pulled you back when it began to feel like you were getting away from walking down his path too.

D ⇴ DATES 

When the two of you started dating, very little changed. You’d often get up to the same things that you did as kids, the arcade or the beach were two of your favourite places to go. Neither of you ever settled on a favourite thing to do, you were both open to trying just about anything with each other. You weren’t people who could just sit down and talk on dates, you loved to mess around and laugh, and often end up getting thrown out of somewhere too for making too much noise and causing too much chaos.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE 

You were the first for Jeonghan when it came to everything, as he was with you. The two of you had experienced so much together before you started dating, it only felt right that you experienced everything to do with love together too. Already knowing each other so well certainly helped the two of you transition into a romantic couple, you didn’t have to learn too much about each other which was a big bonus. And best of all, you were already a suitable fixture to support him when he was working or away on tour.

F ⇴ FIGHTING 

Sometimes, knowing each other so well certainly caused a couple of arguments between the two of you. You both knew the perfect ways to push each other’s buttons and wind each other up, which would often lead to many petty squabbles between the two of you. You’d never argue over anything major, but if you came home to see Jeonghan hadn’t washed up, then you’d hit the roof. The best way to describe your relationship was like an old married couple, but you could guarantee that any time the two of you argued with each other, it made everyone else who was sat around with the two of you fall into hysterics of laughter.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

You were already a part of his family without needing to get to know them. Secretly, his family had always been rooting for the two of you, so when you arrived at their home one day and told them that the two of you were together, they struggled to act surprised when they always hoped deep down that it would come true.

H ⇴ HOME 

Having been around the boys since the very start, you’d always just been another part of the dorm. Neither of you were in any rush for Jeonghan to move out of the dorm, you slotted in perfectly, and the boys were always very respectful of your relationship too, so none of you ever had any complaints about the other.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU” 

From a young age you’d always told each other that you loved each other, and so a romantic ‘I love you,’ never really happened. As you began dating, from friends, you still just continued to tell each other that you loved each other, only nowadays, it carried a bit more of a significant meaning then it did all those years ago.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY 

You’d been a part of Jeonghan’s life forever, so if someone dared tried to take his place, he wouldn’t be happy about it. His eyes will often let you know when he’s feeling jealous, as much as you usually love them, all of the colour, will drain from them when he’s feeling bitter towards someone else. He’s always been the one to take care of you, and you’ve always been the one to take care of him, so if anyone tried to get in the way of that, then you both will quickly put an end to it and gravitate back towards each other again.

K ⇴ KIDS 

The two of you always remembered how you joked in school about being mum and dad one day, that the thought of it becoming a reality almost felt too good to be true. You only ever saw your futures with each other, so naturally, you could only imagine having children with each other too. You’d often talk about all the old dreams that you had as children and imagine how many of them would eventually come true.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER 

He absolutely loved to pull pranks on you and mess around, being serious wasn’t something that Jeonghan liked to be. The two of you were the king and queen of practical jokes as far as you were both concerned and would often pull pranks on the other boys and wind them up too. Together you made quite a daunting team because of the trouble you caused, even the staff were often on their toes whenever the two of you were nearby. If you’d had a rough day, Jeonghan would listen to everything that you had to say, but it would be inevitable that he’d soon have you smiling once again and forgetting about it.

M ⇴ MISSING 

Being away from each other never felt like it got easier for the two of you. You’d spent long enough with Jeonghan travelling that you were used to time on your own, but that never meant that you were happy to be by yourself. What Jeonghan appreciated the most was how understanding you were, even if he wasn’t able to call you for a few days, you’d still eventually pick up the phone with a smile on your face and no complaints. He was good at controlling his emotions when he missed you, but he never got used to the feeling of not being able to see your face whenever he wanted to or hear your voice when he walked through the door.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES 

His nickname ‘angel,’ was a bandwagon that you definitely jumped onto. He loved when you called him ‘angel,’ having given it to himself anyway, he was super pleased when you caved and started using it too.

O ⇴ OBSESSION 

Jeonghan is obsessed with your eyes, he can tell exactly how you’re feeling by the look in them after so many years being around each other.

P ⇴ PDA 

He doesn’t mind being affectionate in public too much, but he won’t make a big deal out of it either. He loves to prank the media and get yourselves headlines, and then laugh about it when he sees that a stupid photo of the two of you messing around each other has made its way onto one of the many popular news websites.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS 

When you tell him you’re fine, when you’re not, Jeonghan will refuse to let it go. He knows you far too well to know when you’re faking a smile. He’s a good listener and will sit by your side until you’ve told him absolutely everything.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS 

Over the many years you had together, the two of you collected a lot of things. As a result, Jeonghan loved to scrapbook, first your friendship, and then your relationship. The two of you would often sit down and look back over all the memories you had together, most of them you’d often forget about. Old cinema tickets and arcade tickets filled most of the pages, from films from a few days ago, to ones from many years ago.

S ⇴ SEX 

Initially, intimacy was a big hurdle for the two of you, but you slowly managed to step over it. The two of you always felt like you knew everything about each other, but that was until it came to romance. You could only ever laugh about it at the start of your relationship, but as you began to get more comfortable being so close to each other, intimacy also became a lot easier, and more relaxed for you both too.

T ⇴ TEXTS 

The two of you were always talking to each other, you could never go too long without messaging each other. Your phones were glued to your hands when you were apart, you would always be texting one another.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE 

Life for Jeonghan was not a thing without you in it. He could never remember a time when you weren’t there, but best of all, he loved having that one person there throughout his life who was by his side through it all.

V ⇴ VACATION 

The chance to explore the world together was something that you both adored. You’d never go to the same place twice, Jeonghan loved to be the one to travel with you and show you the world. The two of you loved adventuring together, your bucket lists were filled of places that you wanted to see together.

W ⇴ WHINING 

If someone dared tried to take your attention, Jeonghan wouldn’t be happy, you were always his as far as he was concerned.

X ⇴ XXXXX 

Whenever he pranked you or overstepped the line, Jeonghan would always kiss you by way of an apology. The two of you knew each other inside out, it wasn’t just the look in each other’s eyes that could tell a story, it was often your kisses too. The two of you could pick up on just about any emotion that the other was feeling by their kisses, whether you were happy or sad, the two of you would always fix or support any situation.

Y ⇴ YOU 

You were his soulmate; you’d been there for him since day one.

Z ⇴ ZZZ 

Depending on how the two of you were feeling, falling asleep would vary. Sometimes you’d be the big spoon, other times Jeonghan would be, you were comfortable with each other regardless of how you slept.

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[amysteriousmessenger]

RFA+ V and Saeran with an MC who asks for more affection ;;;

 down and cuddle I hope you like this, anon!! <3

RFA (+ Saeran and V) when Reader asks them for more affection Headcanons (small references to nsfw)

Yoosung Kim

Yoosung’s a little bit like a puppy when it comes to affection, he’s always excited to see you and is super depressed when you leave. He was usually a bit clingy anyway so when he suddenly disappeared to spend even more time than usual on LOLOL, so it’s understandable that you felt a little bit ignored.

You told him that he had been kind of neglecting you recently because of LOLOL championships and he immediately felt super bad about it, he hadn’t meant to ignore you but he was just too into the gaming mindset, especially since he had gotten his new set up. 

He’d worry that he wasn’t a good boyfriend and would promise to make it better, he’d offer to make you an omurice and a coffee with extra love for lunch, ask if you wanted to go for a walk together around his campus or maybe even a trip to the cinema if you had time - his treat, for making it up to you.

Once you saw that he was making the effort, you’d probably let him go back to his championships after a while as long as he promised to come and cuddle with you in the evening. Of course, he will. 

  Zen/Hyun Ryu

Zen had gotten a really good part in a new production, and whilst you were very proud and excited for him, you absolutely hated the new hours he was working. The rehearsals were really tiring and lasted pretty much from 9am to 9pm, so by the tie Zen got home he usually didn’t even have time to properly relax before needing to go to bed. You tried to put him first since it was his career but after a while, it made you feel so ignored.

He usually called you on his lunch breaks since he liked to go for walks on them for some fresh air and you asked if you could spend the weekend together. Zen sighed and was about to say that you couldn’t since there were weekend  rehearsals coming up and you just couldn’t stop yourself: you cried and quickly hung up in hopes he didn’t hear. He did. He knew.

Zen was very aware of how difficult adjusting to his new hours had been for you and had he had been neglecting you as a result. You wouldn’t need to ask him for affection because he would already know that you needed it. He’d plead with the director to see if he could have the weekend off, claiming a ‘family emergency’ because, well, it technically didn’t feel like a lie to him. He’d send a quick text telling you that rehearsals were ‘cancelled’ for the weekend so he was free to do whatever his princess wanted.

When Zen got home that night, he’d turn up with flowers, a few cans of beer and something for dinner, He’d spend the night giving you all the affection you could ask for, and then even more on top of it. Zen wouldn’t even let you shower alone, he’s gotta make up for the lost time.

You’d definitely be getting all of the attention in bed that night too, and then again and again until he practically collapsed asleep on top of you. 

Jaehee Kang

Jumin had started a new cat project and it had meant so, so many late nights and early mornings for Jaehee. It hurt your heart, it felt like you never saw her. And then, when you did see her, she was always stressed and tired, and barely affectionate. You knew she couldn’t help it but it still hurt to have her feel so distant. 

You’d come up behind her whilst she was working once and ask for a little bit of attention and been almost immediately blown off. Jaehee’s tiredness had made her words clip just a little too harshly and she realised they had as soon as she felt your arms slink away from her as you silently got up and went to bed alone. She felt so guilty. 

Jaehee would wake up extra early the next day to make you breakfast in bed with all of your favourite foods. She’d made you a very fancy looking coffee and decorated a little heart and a smiley face onto it out of cocoa powder and foam.

She’d sit with you as you ate, leaning her head on your shoulder and apologising for not giving you enough affection recently and that she hadn’t meant to sound so cold. Please reassure her that it’s okay, Jaehee is always struggling to balance everything.

Jumin Han

Jumin wasn’t particularly great with overt affection, he tried his best but it just wasn’t at the forefront of his mind. When you asked him for more affection, he’d immediately apologise and tell you that he would try harder, but internally analyse where he had been going wrong. He’d been spending late hours at the office, and he’d had a few more business meetings than usual on his schedule, so he’d figured that it must have been it. 

He’d a little concerned that he had made you feel insecure by not giving you enough attention. He knows that romance and intimacy is not his strong point, but Jumin really didn’t want you to suffer as a result of his oversight on this.

If possible, he’d have Jaehee reschedule any appointments he had over the weekend so he could take you for a surprise weekend break in order to spend more time with you. Jumin also knows that you’re not won over by his wealth, and if it’s his love you’re asking for then it’s truly his love that you’re after.

If he didn’t have any more appointments that day, he’d work through his lunch break in order to get all of his paperwork done early and would inform Jaehee that he was leaving and to summon Driver Kim. Jaehee had barely shouted a ‘Mr Han!’ before he was already out of this office. 

On his way home, Jumin asks Driver Kim to stop by one of his favourite wineries so he could pick up a special bottle for the two of you to share that evening.

Jumin essentially spends the evening doing things that he thinks would make you happy. You sit, chat, enjoy a glass of wine on his roof top terrace, god- you even cooked together. It was was hilarious to see Mr CEO-in-line Jumin Han try to cook something edible for dinner, but you couldn’t tease him too much since you knew he was making this effort entirely for you.

Saeyoung Choi

Seven struggled to let anyone in. the only person who he had ever let in had been his twin brother, Saeran, which admittedly had not ended well for either of him. Seven had let you in despite trying to hard to push you away, and whilst he had loved you with his entire heart, sometimes he struggled with not holding you at arms length. He still got into his own head about it and isolated himself from time to time. For the most part, he wouldn’t even be aware that he was doing it. He’d just get into his own head too much and stress himself out. 

It wasn’t until he heard your little knock on his workroom door and saw your teary eyes, asking if he was mad at you, that he realised how neglectful he must have been. You asked him if he could spend some time with you, that you hadn’t seen him properly in days and how much you missed him. Seven swore, in that moment, that he audibly heard his heart crack. 

He opens his arms and pulls you to his chest, stuttering an apology out for being so absent. He’ll make it up to you, you can do anything you want. You can even wear his jacket if it would make you happy. Usually it would make you happy, but he had been sitting in it for days and it was ever so slightly stinky so the first thing you wanted him to do was to have a shower. 

He’ll spend the rest of the evening with you, bullying Yoosung over messenger. Seven just wants to make sure you spend the night smiling and laughing with him and knowing that he loves you very damn much, even if sometimes he gets into his own head about it. If you just want to watch a movie and cuddle on the sofa then he’s absolutely up for it, but he can’t guarantee that his hands won’t roam here for there. He might mean it innocently, or he might suddenly grab you and tickle you until you’re wheezing. His choice is between him and God.

Saeran Choi (GE Saeran because it wasn’t specified)

GE Saeran was already incredibly affectionate, to the extent that when you were alone he was a little bit shameless about it. He had spent far, far too long without any sort of affection in his life, so he’d be damned if he wasn’t laying his claim to it now. 

When you expressed to him that you wanted more affection, his initial thought was an anxiety that he had somehow been neglecting you without realising. after you assured him that that wasn’t the case, his very swift follow up thought was that he was so unbelievably happy that someone wanted his affection. You not only wanted his love to begin with but you somehow wanted even more of it. Surely, he wasn’t allowed to be this happy. 

Saeran’ll want to know if there’s anything specific that you want him to do so he can get to it right away, but if not, he’ll get to spend blissful hours in his greenhouse and study thinking of new ways to demonstrate his love for you. He keeps a little notebook of ideas for dates and gifts and little bouquets and their meanings that he wants to make for you.

To start with, he’ll get you your own little desk in his study where he dries and catalogues different plants incase you just wanted to spend more time with him when he was working. 

He loves the domesticity of his life with you and already showers you with his attention so he’ll have to try hard to think of new things. He still isn’t very good at large amounts of social interaction with people who aren’t you or his brother, but Saeran will do his best to branch out with different date ideas like restaurants or arcades for you to try something different (he saw a video of Saeyoung in one and thought it looked fun, but worries it might be a little overwhelming for him). 

Once he was able to go to the cinema, he really liked going there with you and then getting to go home and cuddle you, partially because you’re you and secondly because he likes that you smell of sweet popcorn.

V/Jihyun Kim

He’s a little surprised at first, he had hoped that he was always giving you the affection and love that you needed but he realised he had probably been spending more time in his studio than he had been meaning to. However, V has a lot of love to give and he’s utterly ready to devote himself if that’s what you need from him. 

V will also initially ask if there’s anything specific that you’re lacking from him so that he can work on it but if it’s just that you’re feeling distant from him, he’ll try to plan more activities for the two of you to do. 

He’ll try to be more physically affectionate, since he can regularly write verbal poetry without meaning to and since he’s physically been absent whilst working, he thought that perhaps the extra physicality might help to compensate. He fluctuates between very withholding and overly forthcoming depending on his emotional state so it really depends.

However, the best way he can give you affection is to bring you into his studio with him since he’s his most intimate space.

The way he’d show his affection to you best if by you letting him paint you onto a canvas. So, if you were willing to let him, he’d love to paint you. He’d also love to photograph and paint you naked for his personal collection, of course, but he genuinely feels as though it would bring the both of you closer and give him the opportunity to provide the affection you’re seeking from him.

[feanorianethicsdepartment]

Do you have any personal headcanons about Celebrimbor's mother and her relationship with Curufin? I always thought that it's weird we don't have even the barest information about that considering Celebrimbor's unique position as the only next gen Feanorian. (Sorry if you already talked about this somewhere!)

thanks for the ask! i have, but i'm not going to pass up an opportunity to blather on about my ocs for several paragraphs

curufin's wife (she lacks a name because i hate giving characters names and will delay it until i absolutely have to) is noldorin, she lives in valinor in the years of the trees. i haven't thought much about her family, but i suspect they're middling nobility at the highest the did-valinor-have-social-classes debate is a whole different rabbit hole. she's a metalworker like her husband (she probably specialises in a slightly different subcategory but idk enough to say what) and is a member of the same tirion artisan guild. it's in that context that they meet and begin their Intense Crafting Rivalry

you know that trope where a pair of rivals are so obsessively devoted to one-upping each other it's blindingly obvious that what they actually want is to kiss? that's them, that's their relationship. their specialties are just similar enough they do a lot of the same stuff but just different enough their approaches tend to be radically divergent. what starts as the two of them trying to prove the superiority of their own artistic circle or whatever evolves into them trying to show up him/her specifically, s/he's wrong about x and i know i can do better, why does my family keep asking if we're dating yet????? their competition gets absolutely ridiculous in ways only a pre-scarcity society can get, like building an entire fountain out of solid silicon specifically because he said she couldn't do it (he actually said shouldn't but screw him (not literally cousin oh my valar))

but yeah. their relationship grows an undercurrent of the-only-one-allowed-to-push-around-my-archnemesis-is-me, and they find themselves fighting back to back (occasionally literally) when tirion guild politics takes a turn for the tirion guild politics. they just slowly come to trust each other, more than anyone else, and soon there comes an appropriately dramatic moment for them to suddenly kiss. they're still always trying to out-craftself each other, celebrimbor grows up in a house that's about 70% forge to the background noise of his parents insulting each other's work, but they're comfortable with each other in a way neither of them could have imagined in the early days, and when things get rough they always have each other's backs

things do, in fact, get rough. maglor won't meet his wife until beleriand, caranthir's relationship with his spouse slowly falls apart along with the political situation in tirion, but curufin's wife is loudly team fëanor. she suffers from an acute case of finwean spouse disease, she thinks going to middle-earth to build their own world is an awesome idea, she's deeply embedded in the tirion artisan scene with an entire social circle as think the same way, and when the inevitable civil war flares up she'll probably be even more eager to fight the fingolfinians than her husband. she goes with him and their-still-pretty young son to formenos, and when the trees get eaten and fëanor does the speech she prepares for the adventure of a lifetime

then, alqualondë. i stand by my conviction that nobody on the noldorin side walked in planning to steal the boats, let alone murder the teleri, but it was dark and the world was ending and everybody had sharp things. like everybody else involved in the first kinslaying, curufin and wife got caught up in the battle because somebody shouted 'they're attacking us!' in the distance. she is at first more trying to stop them from stabbing her, obsidian fishing spears glancing off ornamental steel, but then she lashes out and she hits someone in the chest and -

there was this recurring trope in her and her husband’s endless mutual critique. she’d create something beautiful, artfully devised and elegantly constructed, showing off a whole ton of design principles and doing things with the material no one had ever done. he would look at it skeptically and go ‘okay, but what use is it? what is it for?’

red liquid running down the fuller of the exquisite sword she forged herself, light guttering out of another elf’s eyes as he coughs up blood, she knows, sure as once were the light of the trees, what the piece of metal in her hands is for

the next few moments are a blur. she threw the sword into the water, she knows that. somehow she wound up running out of alqualondë, tears streaming down her face, as buildings burned and people screamed behind her. she found a concealed spot by the road, tore off her armour, peeked outside, and watched. when the fires were dying down and the boats were clearly gone, she mustered her courage and went to save her family

in the centuries to come, very few people believe celebrimbor when he tells them his mother tried to get his father to come back by, among other things, appealing to his better nature. nobody believes that it almost worked. but curufin was still only starting out on the road to hellbeastery, and his wife was his eternal partner-in-crime. right there at the beginning, staring out over a burning city, she saw where the road the noldor were walking would eventually lead them, no matter how much they tried to deny it. no dreams could be worth that, she told him. no ideals. and she was always the idealist, wasn’t she?

she was. maybe that’s why he, who had so very few ideals to mark his path, refused to abandon this one. their discussion rapidly devolved into a screaming argument half the camp could hear, much like curufin’s last argument with celebrimbor, centuries later. soon enough, though, it became clear that he wouldn’t turn back, and she refused to go on, and neither of them could change the other’s minds. the only thing left between them was celebrimbor

celebrimbor was eight (-ish in elf years), and completely freaked out, and eight, and knew almost nothing about what was going on, and eight, and had grown up listening to his grandfather’s dreams, and eight, and was surrounded by adults who very loudly thought going to middle-earth would solve all their problems, and eight, and couldn’t tell why his mother was abandoning them. panicking, on the spot, he buried his face in curufin’s smock to wipe away his tears. when he looked up, she was gone

so yeah, curufin’s wife went back with finarfin, that’s why she didn’t go to middle-earth. she initially stayed with nerdanel because almost everyone else on both sides of her extended family remained by (and later burned) the boats, i’m only just realising the horrible curufin argument probably wasn’t even the only one she went through that night, jeez. also she really needed a hug. the sun rose, alqualondë started rebuilding, and she ended up head of her and her husband’s former mutual craft guild, mostly because nobody else with the skills to do it was left. decades turn to centuries, news slowly filters back from beleriand, and her worst nightmares are proven so awfully right

probably the biggest emotion she feels towards curufin in the aftermath is betrayal. they were partners, in every sense of the word, they took on the world and they did it together, using their constant competition to drive each other to ever greater heights. they listened to each other, they trusted each other’s judgement, and she knows he understood the point she was making. him continuing on anyway, and diving face-first into the void - the elf she thought she knew would never have done that. as time passes by, the grief and the loneliness get subsumed by a deep abiding rage. if she ever sees the thing her husband let himself become again, she’ll throw a welding torch in his face

but that anger, that heartbreak, none of that applies to her son. when the hosts of valinor began gearing up for war - she’s the leader of tirion’s most prominent metalworking guild, she can’t not go. while they’re unloading supplies and siege equipment and stuff onto the isle of balar, she happens to pass by this relatively short dusky-skinned noldo hauling some smithing equipment about. as soon as he gets a proper look at her, he gasps. she looks back in confusion, and then she meets his eyes

later, she’ll hear his tales of his adventures in the hither lands, all of the hardships, yes, but also all of the brilliance. later, she’ll learn about the person he’s grown into, someone she can be unreservedly proud of in his choices and works. later, they’ll talk about the future, about his ambitions of making his grandfather’s dream come true, but with open hands and a light to be shared with all the peoples of middle-earth. for now, though, she wraps celebrimbor in a massive hug, and lets the tears flow down her face, because no matter how much they’ve lost, no matter how deep the darkness around them, right here and now, her son is alive