#headcanon that he ends up having to wear them

[alucards-boots]

Having a close friendship with Adrian tepes.

Oh, you thought it was a mere ‘close’ friendship like trevor and sypha? No. You both are so close, you two act weird around each other.

Bullying each other most of the time, he says ‘have some class’ while playfully and purposefully looking at you up and dow with an exaggerated expression.

whenever you point at him, or simply having your hand palm his face, he bites.

He bites. I will state it again. He bites.

Okay, jokes all aside, you both are very close, he loves your company and mostly spends time with you, people nearly viewed you two as a couple despite the bicker and banter.

Well, you two were aware of the fact people assume you two as a couple, so you two took advantage of that, well.. playfully.

Empty threats, really, empty threats, he always says he’s going to kill you and eat you just to end up shoving his well cooked food down your throat.

Playful smacks, mostly from you though. oh, and playful flirting.

You both are like .. a mood swinging duo, you both playfully flirt then after 4 seconds, you both declare war on each other.

You wear his coat alot, usually when he does not have a coat rack to place his black coat on, you’re automatically his target.

cheek kisses, lots of them, honestly, you see why people view you two as a couple initially.

Sweet nicknames descending to diabolical nicknames.

in a best friend way, he loves to just say ‘i love you’ out of the blue, and holding your hand alot (like how he does with sypha.)

Most of your ‘arguments’ end up eating together quietly, sometimes he’d even feed you.

If you grew up in a household where you ate with your hands (i know i did.), you love feeding him with your hands, despite his fangs, you effortlessly brush through them, do not fall for those ‘i forgot the utensils’ from him.

When you two do activities together, you love singing along with him, maybe improvising some lyrics to the point you two become a Disney song probably.

no personal space, literally none. You are reading in the couch? Make space for him, he’s gonna be pressed up against your chest.

occasional sparring that ends up him chasing you down the castle or.. naps.

Regarding the esoteric side of him, you know most of it, you’re the first person he trusts if not sypha and trevor.

You both occasionally nap together, be it on the couch or his bed, really anywhere.

Feel free to add more to this! Honestly, i’d love to see these type of headcanons.

-FB

[spr1ngpvrinbunny]

✨ Headcanon: William’s absurdly fancy sleepwear vs. your casual, scruffy look

At the end of the day, there’s William—stepping out of the bathroom or bedroom, dramatically draped in a lavender silk nightgown, the kind that shimmers under the light as he moves.

The collar and cuffs are lined with plush, fluffy trim (maybe even faux fur) in a soft cream or white, almost regal. It swishes around his ankles elegantly, and of course, he wears it like he’s a king retiring to his chambers.

He’s combed his hair back, too, though a few locks stubbornly fall into his face. Maybe even a little subtle cologne lingering on his skin. He walks in like:

"Darling, I’m ready to retire for the evening."

Meanwhile—you’re sitting on the couch or bed in:

a stretched-out T-shirt with a silly graphic

shorts that definitely have seen better days

maybe mismatched socks or none at all

hair a lil messy, no effort at all

And the contrast is hilarious. (He’d absolutely side-eye you playfully from across the room while you’re still standing there still in your comfy oversized T-shirt and shorts, meanwhile he’s fully draped in silk and luxury, sipping wine like a dramatic villain)

He pauses, looking at you, that little amused smirk tugging at his lips.

"Really, love? That’s what you’re wearin’ to bed next to me?” he teases, gesturing grandly to himself like “look at this masterpiece you’re getting to share a bed with.”

You just shrug, maybe throw a pillow at him or mumble something cheeky like:

"If you wanted me to dress fancy you should’ve given me a 24-hour notice."

But secretly, he loves the contrast. He loves that no matter how glamorous or dramatic he’s being, you’re still entirely yourself—relaxed, cozy, scruffy, comfortable in his presence. It grounds him in a way.

He tries to coax you into matching him. One night he holds up a spare silk robe or pajama set, wiggling it enticingly:

"C’mon, pet, humor me. Won’t you join me in luxury? Think of how dashing we’d look together.”

Alternatively… he ends up wrapping you inside his ridiculous nightgown like a giant lavender burrito when you crawl into bed, tucking you against him with a smug little hum.

"See? Softest sleepin’ you’ll ever have."

If he’s feeling extra dramatic and playful, you know he’s got the matching lavender silk slippers (maybe even with little embroidered gold accents or subtle tassels, because of course he’d go that extra step). He glides around the house like he’s floating, sipping tea or a nightcap, acting like royalty. Or the second choice is—BUNNY SLIPPERS.

Not just any bunny slippers, either. They’re white and fuzzy, with ridiculous floppy ears and tiny pink noses, and they squeak slightly when he walks. He wears them completely unbothered, as if they’re part of a royal ensemble. The contrast is insane—this tall, imposing man in an elegant lavender silk robe, collar fluffed up like a cape, and on his feet? Cartoonish little bunnies quietly boop boop boop across the floor.

When you give him that look, he raises a brow like:

"What? They keep my feet warm. You think I’m going to freeze for vanity?"

Then he sits back with his legs crossed regally on the couch—slippers and all. If you try to tease him about them, he’ll lift one foot in the air and wiggle it at you.

"Don’t mock the slippers. They have names."

What are the names? No one knows. He refuses to say.

(But you’re 99% sure he calls them Sir Hopsalot and Baron Fluffington when he thinks you're asleep.)

But on nights he’s more tired, relaxed, or wants to be closer to earth (emotionally, mentally), he’d absolutely go barefoot—quietly padding across the floor, silk gown trailing behind him, hair a little more rumpled, no theatrics, just soft William. He might even curl up beside you on the couch instead of his usual proud posture.

If he’s barefoot and you try to step on the back of his heel just to mess with him, he’d give you the most outraged gasp like you just insulted the monarchy.

"HOW dare you—my Achilles—" he dramatically collapses onto the bed.

And the whole time, he’s probably can't stop teasing:

"Really, darling? You’re going to let me look this magnificent while you… wear that?" (but his smirk shows he secretly finds it endearing)

Later? He’s tugging you into his lap, wrapping the soft silk fabric around you both like a blanket cocoon, pressing a kiss to your temple and murmuring:

"Doesn’t matter what you wear, you’re still mine."

Bonus fluff: if you actually cave and wear the matching robe one night? He’d pretend he’s so smug and victorious but inside he’s MELTING because you’re humoring his silliness.

[jazryde]

It HAS to be TransMasc!Butters, I have a lot of confirmation bias on riding on this, so bear with me, I know most of the fandom probably doesn't see it xD

So first of all, I admit that male characters who aren't traditionally masculine often appeal to me, so obviously I gravitated a lot to that angle of Butters, but the thing that most interests me is: Butters has absolutely no doubt that he's a boy, despite how everyone treats him.

This is my headcanon, so obviously, a lot of it is just contradicting canon, and some of it working with it.

I do not HC Butters seeing himself as a girl pretty much never, ever since he was very young (Maybe since preschool) He expressed to his parents he wanted to be one of the boys. And his parents decided to go with it, not because they accepted him or had some sort of altruistic view of trans people, but because they simply did not want to raise a girl.

Stephen sees it as a way to "Redeem" his own shortcomings as a young man (Not fitting into his mother's ideas of a true man + all his internalized homophobia), and Linda wants to avoid the awkwardness of raising someone the way she was raised. Even then, this caused things to be rougher for Butters in the end.

In my HC, the reason Butters' hair is so short is precisely because having it any longer would make him look too "feminine".

His parents are already extremely controlling with his appearance, in "How to eat with your Butt" both Linda and Stephen have him grounded and made very hurtful remarks about his face, specifically Linda says that "He's making silly expressions" while Stepeh accuses him of wearing his mother's make up to look like a girl, while he insists that he didn't, yet they even make him wear a bag over his head.

Believe it or not, Marjorine also has parts of my HC, mainly the fact Butters (Just like the other boys) has absolutely no clue how to "act like a girl" and is generally awkward and terrified of it, he likely got picked specially for the fact he's the one who most looks like a girl, which in my HC is due to the fact he is AFAB.

Butters did not enjoy being Marjorine; he admits that they put him through a lot. He didn't know how to act like a girl, yet was forced to do so.

As soon as he gets out of the house, he throws off the wig and runs off to see his parents. He's even completely changed clothes and removed the make up once he's there.

A lot of other Butters episodes are often related to him trying to "prove" his masculinity or be accepted by the other boys as one of them. It was his main motivation for getting a kiss in "Butters' Bottom Bitch", also in "Sarcastaball" (Ignoring the fact it contradicts my HC anatomy wise xD) he is joyous to be accepted by the other boys for being good at a "sport" that highlights his most positive traits (Being kind and compassionate).

OK, talking more about more of the fanon part of my hc rather than my silly interpretations of canon xD

I always think of teen Butters as perpetually unstable, basically having a flippant personality where he's sweet and optimistic but also extremely anxious and explosive. So, adding that he's transmasc feels like an interesting combination for drama, angst, and even comedy through awkward scenarios of him struggling to pass as cis.

Imagine how awful his first period would be, with parents who refuse to explain anything beyond basics, friends who don't know and likely wouldn't understand, and overall having other mental disorders due to a long history of trauma.

He'd have to wear oversized clothing to hide his changing anatomy, making the issue of fitting with his male peers even more difficult, which would likely lead him to a lot of introspection, plus he already spends a lot of time alone, with how often he gets grounded. His parents would give him even more of a hard time when he acts or looks too girly.

I think it gives most of his trauma an interesting additional context. It's dark, so I won't go into detail, but you can piece things together if you think about it enough.

But most of all, I think Butters would still take everything in stride just because he's sure he's not confused and knows what he is and wants to stay as. He wants to be a boy, wants to hang out with the boys, despite his gentle nature and potentially softer attributes, he's happy being seen as a boy, even if that boy is a crying little pussy.

Additional note: I've been sort of holding on this post for a few days because I've seen some negative opinions on transmasc hcs, I'm frankly a bit scared, I also do feel kind of silly about it since a lot of it is very personal to me :( Sorry if it bothers anyone...

[clowns0up-felix]

HII YOUR ART IS THE TASTIEST THING EVER AND EVERY TIME U POST I ASCEND TO ANOTHER REALM OF EXISTENCE

and!! What tloz headcanons have u been thinking abt lately? If u wanna talk about some brainworms :D

THANK YOUUUU !! ^_^ it seems as though you found my hidden message of wanting to talk about my hcs ,, smirks well well well

There’s so many I think about every day ehhhh which ones do I even pick , I think I’ll go w the ones my last post showcased mostly? Which would be my tfh hc, uhmm .. was gonna talk about sheikxruto but I’ll do that in another ask..!

(Putting it under here vv bc kinda long lol)

Triforce hero but it’s Mural, Wolf and Mage: A while ago I was brainstorming w two friends about tfh and they really liked my idea that the 3 guys in the game were 3 links from the lm instead of Mural + copies of mural or mural + two random other guys, and together we chose Wolf and Mage! Tfh would be happening simultaneously to hw, hw being the reason wolf and mage are in murals world for it..! For mural it still would just be his normal timeline, having it after albw.

It’d be before the lm for all 3 so they don’t know each other at all and then get to meet again later yay! It’s not a super serious hc and just fun ^_^ i don’t remember why wolf got the emo haircut

They call each other Red Green and Blue during tfh I’d think ??

Some random small ones I like:

- at the end of hw Mask gives Linkle his Bremen Mask! She has and cherishes it all the years up until the lm where they meet again ^_^

- Malon and Sailor are related , just with really really much time between them

- Marin goes to Sailors era w him and Tetra after hw

- Ravio started to put a lot of research and money into magic after albw to figure out how to create portals between Hyrule and Lorule again ! (Which he succeeded in like, a few months later) ,, when the lm happens he and Mural are chilling together and he’s experimenting w some magic stuff and then Mural , for different reasons, gets ripped away and Ravio straight up thinks it’s his fault bc he was fucking around and found out lol

- Bunny writes letters to Marin about whatever currently bothers her, mostly about the yearning 🙄 she’s also btw a bard (idk if I’ve talked about this on the blog) and travels the land to spread music that come from her adventures,, especially Marin’s song yk the drill

- Bunny meets Ralph during the lm (which is b4 ooa so they’re strangers) by falling on him and breaking his right arm

- mural, rift, sunder, and mage all know the ballad of the wind fish because of bunny spreading and making it popular in her era! Marin herself was able to teach Mask, Captain, Sailor and Linkle the song during hw!! So a lotta links know it ^.^ Captain is tone deaf af tho so he can’t sing it. By the time it’s Sunders era the song has become a popular children’s lullaby :)))

- Sprout is missing two teeth currently (milk teeth that fell out)

- when Sunder and Zelda are 6-7 Zelda sneaks away into castle town where she meets link and they spend a few hours hanging out and having fun! Zelda at that time has bangs that keep falling into his eyes so Link gifts him her favorite blue hairclips that Zelda wears to this day ! (T4t Zelink if anyone’s confused about the pronouns)

- speaking of them after botw they have a little cucco den next to their house with 3 coccos that Clavia takes care of when they’re out of town

- Mural has a pet Remlit named Rupoor

- I MUSTVE mentioned this b4 but I can’t remember so I might repeat myself ,, Dawn has narcolepsy

- Picori idolizes the hell out of the hero of the sky, has been his biggest fan ever since he was a kid

- Mask has a childish fondness of bugs, other random things he loves are fishing and cheese

- mask has a super light dialect,,,, likeee the kokiri do speak hylian but just oh so slightly different (also way more somber yk) bc usually groups thatre separate from other people speaking a language won’t speak with the exact same dialect yk ,, Also would make him seem stranger bc he speaks hylian but there’s just something very VERY slightly different about how he pronounces things! Maybe he has some different words for things

- if sailor is approached from the right (can’t see bc missing eye) he can tell bc the wind tells him

- Captain always carries hidden weapons with him, like a knife in his boots or one under his pillow when he sleeps as examples

- Sailor once broke Captains nose in a play fist fight during hw

THATS ENOUGH FOR EVER ..

[thestoryteller-thedreamer]

Jay and Nya Wedding Headcanons

(Not sure when this takes place, but it should. I need it confirmed that they are husband and wife.)

They would want a small ceremony, especially after Skybound. The other ninja, Ed and Edna, Maya and Ray, Wu, Misako, Skylor, Pix, and maybe a few other close friends would all be invited, but that would be it.

Kai would walk Nya down the aisle. Yes, I know her parents are both alive and well, but Kai basically raised her and it would be such a sweet moment for the two of them. Ray and Maya would cry a lot, but Kai would probably cry the most, especially during the vows. 

Nya wouldn’t wear a dress. Again, too many traumatic memories. She would instead rock a white jumpsuit and heels. Their wedding colors would be shades of blue, with hints of gold and silver. Instead of passing rings, they would pin their yin and yang badges onto each other's clothes. 

Lloyd, falling back into his slightly bratty ways, would pretend to be grossed out when they kissed. But only to cover up how excited he is that they are finally together.

The reception would be huge, with basically everyone they have ever met invited. They would want the dance party of a lifetime. Jay and Nya’s first dance would be epic, completely mind blowing and beautiful choreography with dance moves they created. Cole and Vania- platonic or romantic, take your pick- would take the stage next and they would probably have some sort of dance battle (I totally headcanon that Vania is a great dancer. She is royalty, after all, it's kind of required). Of course, no one would care who won, and everyone else at the party would join in before the song finished.

P.I.X.A.L. and Zane were in charge of the guest list and planning, since they are the most organized people on the team. P.I.X.A.L. would probably take things too seriously, and walk around with a clipboard and color coded schedule, only to ultimately give up and let Zane drag her out onto the dance floor where they would be on the corner, doing some sort of really awkward but also incredibly endearing dance together.

During the cake smashing, Nya and Jay would pretend to smash it in each other’s faces, but then “miss” at the last moment, and instead get Kai and Cole, respectively. Kai would be a little upset at first (his hair, you know), but would get over it pretty fast, and Cole wouldn’t care how the cake got into his stomach. He would also take any leftover cake home. 

At the end of the night, Kai (with Nya and Jay’s approval and full support) would propose to Skylor, maybe with the whole pass the bouquet thing, and she would be all, “it took you long enough.” (If you don't like Kailor, pick whatever other ship you want to be official)  

Once everyone had left, Jay and Nya would stay behind and have a final slow dance together, just the two of them. 

[npookie0]

Hi hi feel free to ignore this ask since it's kinda boring but I was wondering if you could write headcanons of the Lis with a reader that DESPISES summer like the heat and all the bugs that come out they absolutely hate it and thank you for all ur hardwork on ur fics I absolutely love them !!

Heat Hater

I'm so glad that someone wants to read headcanons about me <3 / j

Killer Chat Love Interests x mc who hates summer

Emo Olympics :

He very likely hates it too, he can't wear most of his sick sick emo clothes and black clothes + sun are not like us, they're not a great couple

My man doesn't really give a fuck about bug but since you hate them so much he will buy a restock of bug spray because the one he owns is half empty and five years old

Ronin takes a water for you everywhere and gets your ice cream whenever you get out

"Awh? Can't take a lil heat? Yeah, same here, let's get outta here before we end up like boiled eggs." He probably has a fan in his room and that fan is the main attraction in his room for the two of you when summer is around

She Bites :

She gets you on the bugs, especially mosquitoes, she has to be super careful so they don't bite her, spray for insects is her best friend and she uses it on you too 'just in case'

A hot woman is not afraid of some heat!! Also what's the difference between five hundred studio lights and the sun? Both are bad for her and both make the places she's in unbearably hot. Luckily because of that Angel has ways to make the high temperatures more bearable

Sunscreen is your new best friend now too. "Listen you my not care about the UV light during the winter, but now you HAVE to use this, okay baby? Great."

"It's too warm? I know love, we can go back to my place, I have AC so we won't die of overheating there."

Whimsy Pal :

No magical ways on dealing with the hit, you both suffer and hate it, the trailer's floor is surprisingly cold and you two occupy it like your life depends on it.

Ice cream for breakfast, lunch and dinner, because keeping cold is important.

You two just run away from the bugs and fight them in their trailer if they intrude

"I hate it too honey trust! But we'll survive... somehow..." You mostly get out at night because it's not that bad anymore

Rich Guy :

V has a whole pool in that house I can bet and if not then he just takes you to a pool very often so you can a) spend some active time b) not die in heat (if you don't like pools then i'm sorry but i like them <3)

Sunscreen, sprays for insects, sun glasses (good quality ones) and clothes that won't make you suffocate in the weather. He has it all prepared, when did he do all that? No one knows, but at least you'll survive the heat without needing to worry about it

The heat doesn't bother him as much ("as a vigilante i need to be able to survive every weather condition" ahh) but he is always ready to change plans if the weather is too much for you

"Remember to hydrate, it may be hard, but if you really want the heat to be less troublesome then drink a lot." You've never drank more water and cold drinks in your entire life

They're a little silly, I hope that it's not too silly !!

meow meow

bai bai

love ya

nate <3

[lily-sofii]

If you do platonic relationships, is alright for me to request on headcanons for being best friends with pavlova cookie pls? If you’re not cool with it that’s alright with me ^v^

Pavlova Cookie HCs

A/N: I haven’t met him, so this is most likely OOC (Just saw like 3 YouTube shorts). Aka. I'm at the start of the game.

TW(?): he wants to leave the garden, you want to help him, reader isn’t from Eternal Sugar Cookies garden, EVERYTHING IS PLATONIC, he’s kind of a fashionista, wing grooming

-You first met Pavlova Cookie when you travelled to Eternal Sugar Cookie’s garden as a guest of the Hollyberry Cookie.

- You first saw him in a field near the entrance.

- Quietly laying between the strands of grass and flowers, his chest rising and falling slowly.

-He seemed out of it, not moving except for his fingers that were tugging out a few flowers near his hips.

-Was he okay?

-You sign to Hollyberry to continue going to the kingdom, that you’ll catch right up.

-You need to see if this cookie is okay.

- Pavlova cookie is really shy and not really talkative when you first meet him. Partly because he’s cautious when talking to people from outside of the garden, and partly because he’s overly aware of Eternal cookie’s watchful gaze. What if she becomes angered that he’s talking to you.

- When he becomes more comfortable with you, his mouth is open non-stop. As if he didn’t know how to shut his mouth.

- Pavlova cookie likes talking about anything, but if you ask him about the garden, or about Eternal Sugar cookie, he’ll be startled.

- He wants to tell you about it, but is afraid about Eternal Sugar finding out and punishing him. What if he becomes a statue? Or worse, an abomination.

- Whenever you ask those questions, he nudges the conversation in a different direction, or downright shuts it down.

- Being the bringer of happiness also means that he tends to be really busy in the gardens.

- More often than not he prefers to work by himself, but if you ask really nicely, he’ll let you tag along.

- Sometimes if he peeks into the heart’s of cookies he shares his findings with you, leading to countless hours-long conversations about cookies of the kingdom, and their respective love-interests.

- Pavlova Cookie has had the thought of peeking into your heart to help you with your desires, but finds it intrusive to do so without your consent.

- He has brought it up a few times, wanting to peek into your heart, but you always declined.

- The bringer of happiness takes it in a stride, not wanting to break any boundaries and trust that has been built between the two of you.

- He also enjoys ranting to you about the love of cookies, and the way he always helps them.

- Really often he offers you a sort of ‘counseling’ for love. Always saying to come to him if you have any issues with love.

- Your beloved doesn’t love you back? He’s already on his way to fix it!

- Pavlova Cookie also enjoys fashion. Going out with you to buy new outfits, or staying in together to pretty each other up.

- He absolutely adores it when you do his hair or pick something pretty for him to wear. He’ll wear anything you pick, even if it isn’t his personal style.

- Also lets you pick out his halo. He has multiple of them, and every morning you’re with him, he lets you pick which one to wear.

- There have been instances where he even asked you to help him preen his feathers!

- Feather grooming is a really intimate thing for cookies like him, but having grown close with you, he feels like he can trust you with such task.

- Pavlova Cookie also picks the outfits YOU wear, but with his sense of style it is safe to say you alway end up in a similar outfit. A pink or white dress with a few accessories and sometimes something on top.

- He’s also really fond of going out to eat with you, but don’t expect to actually get good and filling food. He has a sweet tooth and always ends up taking you to a candy store or an ice cream shop, buying sweets that could make one’s teeth rot away.

- He’s always surprised when you take less candy than him, but if you took as much as he does, you feel like you’d get diabetes or would just explode from the amount of sugar.

- Sleepovers are also a must have! He likes movie nights with sweet popcorn, and watching some romantic or animated movies with you!

- Even though you live outside the garden, he always ends up dragging you back here.

-There isn’t a week where you two don’t see each other.

- Eternal Sugar Cookie also seems to notice the closeness between the two of you, much to Pavlova Cookie’s dismay, but it’s okay.

- Eternal Sugar Cookie likes you, even though she sometimes thinks you want to make Pavlova Cookie leave.

- A few times you noticed Eternal Sugar talking to Pavlova Cookie asking if he wanted to leave, but he always says he doesn't. His tone seems to be deceiving everyone except you and him.

[ephemeral-roses]

I'm putting on my big boy pants and puffing up my chest for this one. Recently, I've become shy about OCs, after so long of working on the Greek gods— especially about OCs whom I shipped with canon characters. Despite still being incredibly fond towards her and her relationship, my anxious and self-conscious side fears I am cringe— but to be cringe, is to be free, and I like the wind blowing in my hair so…

She did change a significant amount, so for those who have known her previously in her Soul Eater days, it will be like reading about a new character, but she is the same in other ways.

Her name is Schneewittchen Dunst-DuBois, or Snow White, or just Snow. She was born in Germany, specifically the Black Forest region, which borders France. She was born to a French father and German mother, whose both surnames she took as they died when she was too young to remember either of them and feels like it is only fair to keep them both, and she also sees no point in only keeping one anyway.

Snow works at the front office of the DWMA, along with Auntie, focusing on confirming and assigning missions. She started in her 20s, when she was much more shy and less self-confident, but as time would go on, she would become more talkative and confident. Working with Auntie contributed to this change, I would say. She strictly follows the rules and is very punctual, always arriving on time rather than being late. She becomes anxious at the thought of breaking the rules.

Similar to the character she shares names with, she treats others with kindness and understanding, refusing to be judgemental towards them.

Although not a weapon or a meister, she still comes with something to bring to the table; the ability to make people see whatever she wants them to see, and she knows how to use this ability well and creatively. This ability is not actually within her, but comes from the small mirror brooch she often wears. Without it, she cannot do anything. She describes the mirror as something stolen from something much bigger but was destroyed— and more similar to Death's mirror rather than anything else. In her early 20s, she would be too anxious to use it on others, but as time progressed, she became more willing to use it to prank others or to get back at people— and isn't afraid to get brutal with it.

She has a rather close relationship with the Death Scythe, Tezca Tlipoca. In the beginning, she was more jealous of him, as their powers were similar, but he had significantly more to bring. She kept her jealousy hidden by keeping herself quieter than usual, but his chatterbox and friendly personality wouldn't let her be, and eventually, she caved in and abandoned her envy. Over time, she opened up a bit more and was more comfortable sharing bits of her personality with him, mainly her joking and happy side.

Here's how I imagine how he'd be with dates;

Based off of this,

They do have differences between them that bring some conflict, For example, her being more punctual because of where she is from, meanwhile he is more lax when it comes to being on time. I headcanon he is very comfortable with arriving 15-20 minutes late. Snow learns how to deal with their differences and to not have a panic attack over it.

Snow is based on both instances of Snow White in fairytales; Snow White and The Seven Dwarves, as well as Snow White and Rose Red. Her relationship with Tezca is inspired by this also.

In Snow White and Rose Red, a bear the two girls meet and help ends up being a prince who was cursed to be a bear. In the end, when the prince returns back to normal, Snow White is the one who marries him. And of course, Tezca is known for his bear mask and first appears with the name ‘Mysterious Bear’.

And, magic mirrors are an important object in Snow White and The Seven Dwarves, giving the two characters something to relate to.

[celorangeine]

these are my headcanons for what these 3 would wear outside of their uniforms 🤗

[imjustapoorwayfaringgeek]

i also made this guys

yes, jaime in a dress, yes, cross dressing lannister twins are something really important to me

[yea-baiyi]

the key to understanding hua cheng’s appearance and how he occupies space is that he’s a transmasc goth who’s committed to red and silver as his aesthetic. ok. the layered hair the outfits the boots the chains. he doesn’t shave off his eyebrows and redraw them only because he is a shapeshifter and so his eyebrows grow the way he wants.

[roboboxtron-draws]

I miss my boys

[desalvar]

alright, i'll write about it at length eventually, but the type of human nik originally was are actually a neat little group of guys. called 'shadows' or 'hosts' (most often not called much of anything really) they're what happens when once in a very rare while a mundane human is born metaphysically incomplete, with their soul not fully formed. they're perfectly regular people, no extra abilities or special heritage (and if they were supposed to have any, they usually end up not having it), with zero clues about what they are besides some inherent restlessness, aimlessness and an odd sort of spiritual dissatisfaction. they don't stay clueless for long, though, usually. when there's a void where part of your soul should be, it kind of behaves differently.

one thing they unwittingly do is absorb metaphysical energy aimed at them like a sponge, making them natural conduits for the magical and spiritual, and extremely sensitive to both. it does also neatly soften the blow of any magic attacks, curses and, most importantly, possessions - which they can handle better than most, but suffer more of than the mundane human would. the preternatural just can't seem to leave them alone. unfortunately, they end up being pretty convenient for otherworldly creatures or metaphysical forces that be in need of a physical form to operate or speak through.

a lot of them are extremely talented mediums and find their calling in allowing the spiritual to speak through them. others find a source of external power or magic to borrow from, but those can only be granted by surrogacy, not taken. some bond with supernatural beings they gladly pay host to, like a live-in patron of sorts. few aren't quite so lucky and end up as 'true vessels', fully taken over by greater spirits and stripped of their autonomy. for a time, while he was still a 'host', nikodemus' fate was almost sealed as a true vessel, only he ended up eating his 'parasite'. which is a neat way to discover what you are and also how you can use it to your advantage, in the same breath (and gain some new abilities through virtue of digestion).

anyway, i just think they're neat.

[madamechrissy]

Your best friend's dad Toji headcanons

Pairings: Toji Fushiguro x fem reader

Content warnings- ABSOLUTELY NO MINORS interacting with this, heavy NSFW! Big age gap (Toji late 30s, reader is 21) some manipulation (both of em lol) masturbation (toji) and oral sex (both recieving) obsessed Toji, the oneshot will be much more in detail lol. If you don't like Toji being called 'daddy' don't read lmao, taboo ass themes.

Full oneshot now- Daddy Likes Crazy Girls

Your best friend's dad Toji who used to be so affectionate, but the past couple years he's been... closed off, indifferent to you? He had Megumi so young, it was more like he played a big brother role, really, you used to talk to him about anything. But lately he just grumbles a hello and pats your head, much to your dismay.

Your best friend's dad Toji is so hot you've had this crush on him forever, but of course you try to hide it, and eventually you have it under wraps- when you're about nineteen or twenty you start catching his looks, the ones he doesn't think you see, and you may or may not wear next to nothing when you stay the night, just to sleepily smile at him in the morning, watching dark green eyes dilate.

Your best friend's dad Toji can't stop thinking of all the ways he'd treat you so good, when he listens to you crying about a break up, thinking these pathetic dudes probably couldn't even get you off, in fact he's sure that they haven't. You don't look well fucked, like you should, with your shy little smile and the way your tits just sway in those tank tops with no bras, driving him insane to no end, so that now he just avoids you.

Your best friend's dad Toji has lost how many times he's stroked his cock to the thought of you, especially when you sleep on the couch, you spend all kinds of time here instead of your dorm with your roommate who apparently always has guys over. More peaceful for you here, and instead of tucking you in he openly stares at your parted lips, at how your tank top twisted and your tit is almost out. He'd throw a blanket over you and head to his bed, stroking himself and trying to stifle the moans, picturing how he'd make you cum over and over again.

Your best friend's dad Toji has girls over at times, and you can't help but feel upset when you see them, which is so stupid, but here it is, these feelings that arise, knowing they're going on dates with him, wondering if he'll see you any other way. One day after a particular date he comes in the dark kitchen, startled to see you sitting in one of the seats, sipping on a beer. 'The fuck, doll do you ever go home? And are you old enough to drink this shit?' you uncross your legs, and damned if your shorts aren't loose enough that he sees a hint of your pussy. 'I'm more than old enough, you know, I'm Gumi's age' Toji scoffs, cracking open a beer and leaning against the counter 'yeah, a fuckin kiddo still'

Your best friend's dad Toji pauses with his lips almost to the bottle when you step closer, fingers trailing up his dress shirt, his dark hair falling over his brow as you tilt your head, looking at him for the first time how you've wanted to. You've lost count how many times you have played with your pussy, how many times under boys you pictured Toji instead. 'Did you get off, Mr. Fushiguro?' Toji sputters now, how you make a man like him speechless is diabolical. 'the fuck you say, doll?' Toji manages, and you smile as your hand trails lower. 'You've helped me so much, I could help you cum if you want' he scoffs, gripping your wrist then 'don't fuckin' tease me, won't end well for you'

Your best friend's dad Toji shows you just how well it ends, when you're on your knees in the kitchen, and he's shoving his cock deep in your eager mouth, fucking your throat so good tears prick your eyes. 'F-fuck... s-so good I.... shit...' he's stuttering, as you take his cock down your throat, your nails gripping at his thighs, looking up at him then. 'Gonna cum if you- stop, shit you-' you keep sucking his veiny length, throbbing and twitching as he yanks on your hair, pulling you off before he busts, just in time for the door to click, and you both seperate before a sleepy Megumi finds you.

Your best friend's dad Toji doesn't come to you like you'd expect, no he avoids the shit out of you even more, and soon you're imagining this was all some odd dream. He doesn't even acknowledge it, so you go back to dating your ex, and try not to come over anymore, Toji misses you, fuck he does, but he's trying to not engage with whatever demon mouth his kids bestie posesses. Toji even sees you out while he's on a date, his jaw locking when you're at the other table, young and seemingly in puppy love, your eyes lock when you see him, and Toji's date is fading into the background just a bit. When you get up to go to the bathroom, Toji excuses himself, just to come behind you and press you against the counter, barring you with his strong arms, as you murmur- 'Mr. Fushiguro..."

Your best friend's dad Toji mutters 'so did you get off on your lil date, doll? with the kid?' you hear it, the tenseness, the jealousy, as his huge, strong hands slip up your little black dress, and you whine out just a bit, before glaring. 'What if he did? what if he gets me off so good, Mr. Fushiguro- ah!' Toji's done with you then, he's got you turned so you see your own blush and glittering eyes in the mirror, slipping his hand down between your thighs and rolling rough fingertips on your clit, towering over you, taking over your senses in this bathroom. 'Bet he ain't got shit on me' he murmurs, before rolling your clit in circles and hearing you hiccup, whimper, head falling back as his other hand grips a breath 'tired of ya fucking teasing me' he then leaves you there, gasping and needy, sucking on his fingers and moaning about your taste.

Your best friend's dad Toji does not like it when you bring your boyfriend over, even if it is Megumi's other friend, not when you're sitting on his lap and kissing him while the three of you game, all giggling. He scowls right at you, only for you to give him a knowing little smile, one he thinks about fucking right off you, until you're just open mouthed and drooling. He's jerking his dick right off in the bathroom while the three of you spend time, endlessly thinking of positions he'd put his kid's best friend in, bend you over, drink your pretty pussy up, make you call him daddy. As his cum squirts out of his reddened, drooly tip, he exhales, trying to pull himself together, surely two can play at your stupid little game.

Your best friend's dad Toji starts to go to every one of Megumi's games now, he used to catch a few, but he loves to go every time because he knows you cheer for the team. You kiss your little boyfriend's cheek and bounce around in your cheerleading skirt, all while you see him with a new girl in the stand all the time, acting so unbothered by you. When you're asking Megumi about it, he shrugs muttering 'they don't come home after the games, maybe he's trying to look hot to the PTA moms? he's weird' huh you think to yourself, seeing his glint in narrowed eyes, which only makes you want him more, the shithead that he is.

Your best friend's dad Toji watches as you 'drop something' just to bend over in your cheer skirt, with nothing under it like it should be, making him lose his mind when you smile brightly at him, talking about a party all of you are going to after. Toji can't stand it when he's at home, waiting, imagining everything you're doing, fucking dying to have you, he jerks off so much it starts to hurt, and it's all your fault, which you would delight in knowing truly. When you come back over in the damn cheer outfit the next day, and Megumi isn't home yet, you sigh. 'Oh, then I'll come back later-' Toji stops you then, locking the door with a click. 'Oh you'll cum alright'

Your best friend's dad Toji has you up on his kitchen counter, thighs spread, pulling your panties up so that your wet spot darkens them, and he sees the plump lips of your pussy. 'real slutty, where's your shorts huh?' you smile at him, then gasp as he grips your chin, and your head falls back against the wall. 'I want you to see' you finally admit, and he glares at you. 'and why the fuck you torturing me!?' you gasp at him. 'it's you who torture me!' 'nah, doll, you know what you're doing, and I'm tired of it, gonna shut you the fuck up' Toji yanks your panties off as you gasp. 'gonna make you forget any dumb college boy has ever touched you' he says, before he sinks two thick digits, moaning as he watches your pretty face get fucked out.

Your best friend's dad Toji laps at your little clit, as your hands entwine in his inky hair, and he feels like it's so wrong, you're like at least sixteen years younger, your his kids best friend. Shit you practically lived here, but once he gets a taste of your slick pussy, he's done for. He's got you cumming all over his fingers in minutes, and you're drunk off it, as he keeps licking, scar brushing your inner lips as you pull him closer. "Mr. Fushiguro..." You're whining out, and he smirks, pulling back and spitting right on your pussy, watching it drip from your twitchy clit to your soppy little hole. 'don't call me that right now, not when you're about to cum all over my face again, huh?' you eagerly obey, earning his chuckle 'guess this is how I get you to listen'

Your best friend's dad Toji slurps up more of your cum, obscene in the little kitchen, and you're fucking his face, his fingers, all while his cock his throbbing in his sweats, and you're whispering 'Toji!' he slaps your pussy then, loud in the room, with wet sticky fingers, you scream out at it, cunt throbbing around nothing, ready to be filled by him. 'Please, please...' he chuckles again- 'please what, doll?' you're shattering as he scissors his fingers in and out of your soppy hole 'please fuck mee, please!' he moans against your cunt, rubbing himself where the precum has leaked out past his boxers and even to his sweats, nipping at your clit as you cum again. 'want me to actually fuck you, huh? show you how a man does it?' 'please Toji...'

Your best friend's dad Toji carries you to his bed, the place he so frequently pumps his cock to the thought of you, eyeing your already fucked out face, smirking down at you as he spreads your thighs. 'then need to ask me properly, huh doll?' you blink in confusion, as he leans over you, cock still under his clothes, gripping your wrists as you wriggle, aching for him. 'I said please though!' he presses a kiss to your lips, and you taste yourself on him, moaning into his mouth. 'say please 'daddy''

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[boobearymuch]

Their Favorite Underwear (On You) —♡ LADS Headcanons

—♡Summary: They certainly have interesting preferences, that's for sure. —♡Tags: NSFW, suggestive, sex implied, afab!reader, no pronouns used, fingering, panty sniffing/licking —♡A/N: done staring at this I'm throwing it out into the wild —♡ masterlist

—♡ Caleb

Caleb’s favorite pair of underwear on you is somewhat an innocent pick. A worn out pair of cotton panties you’ve had since high school. 

They have some kind of pattern—either horizontal stripes, flowers, a repeating print of the cookie monster—doesn’t matter, he loves it all. 

They remind him of simpler times—laundry day when you were younger—and how they’d get caught up in his own load by accident. You’d flush bright red when he stopped by your door to drop them off, but he’d just throw his head back with a laugh and tell you it's fine.

He’s never told you how close he came to pocketing them instead.

In the present, he’s found himself on laundry duty again. The colonel is dumping your basket of dirty clothes into the washer when a familiar pair of cotton panties fall in. 

He doesn’t even bother looking around; Caleb reaches for them, breath hitching when he realizes they’re the same pair from before. He can’t believe you still have them. You really ought to buy some new clothes…

Something dark—hot—coils in his belly when he turns the gusset inside out and lifts the fabric to his trembling lips. 

It smells divine—a little on the tangy side, but he’ll make sure you drink more water from here on out. 

Then his tongue finally laps at the inner lining, and Caleb’s eyes practically roll into the back of his head. 

His hips jerk against the washing machine just thinking about sinking his tongue into your actual—

Your voice abruptly floats down the hall, some question he can barely hear, and Caleb tells you he’ll be right there.

Perhaps he will pocket these for later, after all…

—♡ Xavier

Xavier’s favorite pair of underwear on you…is actually his own.

His boxer briefs are basically yours at this point. 

When you sleep over and need a change of clothes, he just lets you borrow his; which is how you end up in an oversized shirt and boxer briefs in the first place.

Seeing you in his clothes is a thrill of its own, but seeing you in his underwear?

It’s an entirely new level of intimacy that has his ears burning red and his slow heart skipping a beat.

You wouldn’t wear just anyone’s underwear to bed, you’re wearing his.

He gets oddly clingy when you do, sliding in behind you in bed and nuzzling your shoulder as you scroll through your phone. 

You make some comment about a post you saw, but he’s hardly listening. Instead, his hand is sliding down your hip, stroking the fabric of his underwear and the heat of your skin. It brings a soft smile to his lips.

Xavier can’t help but think the slit of his boxer briefs is silly on you, sliding his fingers inside to gently stroke your pubes. It’s usually innocent, he just likes the texture.

But the hitch of your breath darkens his gaze, and Xavier gently coaxes you to continue scrolling as his hand sinks lower…

He hums in response to your little moan, fingers curling up into your slick heat. His other hand reaches around to take the phone out of your faltering grip and slams it against the nightstand. 

Xavier’s selfish, he admits—he doesn’t want you distracted by anything else while you’re wearing his clothes, his underwear…

You need to borrow another pair of boxer briefs by the time he’s done with you.

—♡ Zayne

Zayne’s favorite pair of underwear on you is not one you expected—thongs. He’s secretly crazy for them. Well, that might be an overstatement—but he enjoys the sight of you in them very much.

You’re surprised to learn about Zayne’s preference, though he doesn’t readily disclose it at first. You have to feign trouble picking between two sets of underwear first, and shove your phone into his face for an opinion. 

“...The one on the right.” The cool response is only betrayed by a fervent blush on his cheeks.

He likes slipping his fingers under the thin string, teasing and tugging. It leaves very little to the imagination; straight to the point.

Your order comes in, and Zayne secretly watches you slide them up your legs as you both get ready for a banquet. It’s all his mind keeps wandering back to throughout the night. 

Not only are you wearing underwear he picked out, but you’re wearing them to mingle with his colleagues. A rather distracting thought, isn’t it?

At one point during the night, you bend over to grab something, and the lack of a panty line reminds Zayne all over again what you’re sporting underneath.

He approaches calmly, interrupting a conversation with his colleagues by wrapping an arm around your waist. 

His excuse to leave early is well thought out—you suspect he’s had it in mind since arriving—but you’re barely listening when his hand wanders low.

It slides down your backside, and he absently thumbs the string of your thong through the fabric of your dress. 

…The car ride home is a short one, to say the least.

—♡ Sylus

If you asked Sylus, he’d say he prefers you in no underwear at all. 

But, if he had to choose, he’s rather fond of a simple red lace. Comfortable, practical, sexy. 

Not to mention, red is absolutely your color. The fact that it’s his too is merely a…happy coincidence. 

When he’s stocking up your closet in the N109 zone, Sylus makes sure to order only the best luxury brands exclusively in various shades of red.

The idea of you sauntering around base in his color is enough to make him purr at the sight of you, even when your underwear isn’t visible.

He makes a game out of guessing what pair you have on; is it the scarlet one with bows? Or perhaps the strappy maroon? 

Sylus finds out at dinner; you’re laughing at some ridiculous story when you uncross your legs, and there’s a flash of vermilion underneath your skirt. 

The one with heart cutouts? My my, you only wear that one when you want something…

His eyes roam you up and down as you continue your story, but you stumble over your words when a swirling red mist drags your chair closer to his.

You were quite bold for wearing such a bright color in public, and if anyone other than him was to catch sight of it…

Well, we can’t have that, can we?

Your breath hitches when his hand roams your thigh, smug eyes never leaving yours. His calloused fingers ghost the hem of your skirt, and your words trail off in anticipation of what’s to come next.

Sylus grips the fabric and tugs your skirt…down. 

Your face burns as he leans back with a chuckle, “You were saying?

—♡ Rafayel

Rafayel’s favorite pair of underwear? Brazilian panties, next question.

They sit high above your hip bones while accentuating the curve of your tummy; absolutely divine.

Of course, you look divine in everything; hell, you’d look perfect in only a seashell to cover your modesty. But something about the aesthetic of these panties, specifically, gets him insanely hot and bothered.

He brings you back gifts from his trip overseas, but he flushes and fervently denies having anything to do with the three pairs of panties tucked behind the body lotions and skincare.

Rafayel quickly changes his tune when you suggest modelling them for him, though.

That’s how you end up changing into them right then and there, a minty lace pair with a little satin rose sewn to the front. You rejoin Rafayel, who’s been waiting patiently on his bed.

Rafayel can’t speak, only tugs the back of your thigh closer as he swallows thickly. 

Your pubes peek out the sides due to the nature of the design, and you make an offhand comment about shaving the next time you wear them. Rafayel immediately shakes his head—as if offended—and grips the sides of your hips, thumbs hiking the side wings further up. 

He flushes, and his nostrils flare right before he lowers his head to lick a stripe up your lace front.

His tongue burns through the fabric, and the Lemurian lets out a shuddering breath against your stomach. You barely register the chill down your spine when he licks you again, this time his teeth catching on the waistband.

You never get to try the other two pairs on for him…

[demaparbat-hp]

Hiya!! 👋🏼😄 How's it going? Your fashion taste for Zuko in a Modern AU seems to be artsy, or maybe "formal" is the word. That shirt he wore when he gave Sokka romantic song advice looked Versace🧐. Anyway, I was wondering how you came up with it, he always struck me more as the type that didn´t care much about fashion, so I'm curious about other´s opinions and heacanons about it. And do you have any other fashion headcanons for the rest of the GAang? Also, their music tastes. How did you come up with them? Especially Katara's! 😍

Hello! As it happens, I have a lot of Thoughts and Feelings™ about this, so I'm leaving these over here, and the rest of my ramblings down below the cut!

Let us begin with the Gaang, shall we?

SUKI always struck me as that Pretty Girl from the Gym. She is so incredibly fit it isn't even funny. She could kick anyone's ass, and we'd all thank her. She has this casual gym style that somehow always looks glorious on her, as it should! Comfy yet fashionable clothes for a nice workout or a day in town.

Her music tastes are basically any and all power songs from the eighties and nineties. (Eye of the Tiger, anyone?) She also enjoys metal via Toph, and bands like BSB, NSYNC, or Boyz II Men with Katara. My girl has a very eclectic Playlist and we all love her for it.

SOKKA is That Guy™. Loose T-shirts and shorts everywhere he goes, no matter the weather. He's stupidly into fashion but it doesn't show! At all! And everyone teases him about it. His closet is about 90% Cactus Juice merchandise, hence the "it's the quenchiest!" shirt.

His fashion and music tastes are pretty much the same. He loves poetry but isn't really into lyrics. He'll misinterpret just about anything you place in front of him. His Playlist is mostly vibes and tiktok songs he kind of enjoys. He isn't really into music...at least not as much as his sister.

AANG owns exactly one hoodie, one pair of shorts, and one beanie (THE beanie). Oh, and the crocs—don't forget the crocs. Somehow, he's always wearing the exact same outfit. Every. Single. Day. Ancient Gaang lore suggests that the day Aang goes out without his beanie, it's the end of the world.

His Playlist is the poppiest, most bizarre thing ever. Every single song is Happy by Pharrell Williams levels of happy. Yet sometimes, among the bouncy dance-to songs, you'll find the strangest of things... (He does know what Good Day by Twenty One Pilots is about. That's the reason he likes it so much, actually. And it's so weird.)

KATARA is all about sundresses and loose pants. The epitome of comfortable loveliness. Light fabrics in blue shades, careful embroidery, delicate shoes, and little to no accessories—hers is a simple, yet quite adorable, style. She just needs to add more colors to her usual palette...

She is, first and foremost, a Florence + The Machine girl. It's the Dark Goddess of the Sea vibes, to be honest. Florence Welch is her idol and yes, she will fight you about lyrics interpretation, and win. It may not seem like it, but her music tastes are also very varied.

She draws a little from each member of the Gaang, so you'll hear her humming along to Gorillaz (where did you even find out about them, Aang?), The Weeknd (I...don't think this song means what you think it means, Sokka...), and Hozier (Zuko why did you dedicate Talk to me, Zuko WHAT DID YOU MEAN BY THAT).

TOPH...ah, lovely girl. I'll summarise everything about Toph’s fashion sense in two words: comfort and rebellion. Stuffy dresses forced on her by billionaire parents? No thank you! Give her tank tops with loose shirts and short pants. Bandaids shared with Aang, bracelets from Katara, and even piercings she got in tandem with Sokka. Shoes? What even is that?

Something I love about this fandom is our collective agreement that Toph is into the dirtiest, heaviest, most ear-splitting and soul-crushing death metal of all times. Her Playlist is full of the most obscure names to ever exist, and she can and will blast through your walls with the sheer volume of her speaker.

Zuko. ZUKO.

Even in a modern AU my boy must suffer. That being said, I envision Tales from the Couch as—well, exactly what it is: an ATLA modern AU. While there is not a war to fight, and a lot of plot lines are discarded or expanded upon, much about the core story remains the same.

This is my way of saying that Zuko still goes trough his redemption arc, and it reflects on his fashion choices.

The way you described it works perfectly because of one single reason: in this AU, Zuko is an artist. He had to suppress his love for writing and drawing because of his background and the expectations Ozai had for him (taking over the family company), and a very large part of his redemption arc directly affects his relationship with art.

In the Couch equivalent of S1, Zuko has fallen out of Ozai's graces, and is desperate to protect his place in the company and the Kasai household. He's pretending to be someone he isn't and trying to live up to his Father's image of a perfect heir while still being somewhat cut-off financially, and it shows.

He's all about imposing long coats and a semi-formal style, imitating what he knows Azula and Father would respect. He's striking and sharp and dark. But no matter how he dresses or carries himself (that air of cold superiority and arrogance)—it won't help him when he needs it the most.

In S2, Zuko has hit his lowest point. He's officially disinherited and tossed away by his father, and would be out in the streets if it wasn't for Uncle Iroh. He goes from sharp, high-tailored outfits to old second-hand clothes that hang loosely on his frame. He starts smoking and cuts his hair off, forgoing the undercut for the first time in years.

But then...Father accepts him back. When Zuko returns home, it's with respect to his name and a very high position in his father's company. He's finally the perfect Kasai heir, dressed in overly expensive suits and finery, even at home... But Father forbids him from wearing Lu Ten's earring, and Zuko can no longer recognize himself without the familiar glint of gold dancing on his peripheral vision.

When Zuko leaves the Kasai name behind him and goes back to living with Uncle Iroh...he's finally at peace with who he is, and what he wants in this life. The sharp edges aren't gone (they'll always be a part of him, after all), but now they're dulled by looser clothes and softer hairstyles.

He's an artist, and for once in his life, he is determined to pursue his own ambitions. Zuko's outfits may not be designer-made anymore, but he takes what he has and makes himself look like he wants to look, like the person he wants to be.

He doesn't read fashion magazines or keeps up to the latest trends like Azula does. He's just...Zuko. And his newfound confidence makes everything he wears look like it belongs on him.

As for music...well, Ursa raised a literature boy.

He loves lyric-heavy music and natural voices, be they soothing or powerful. Dissecting song meanings and possible interpretations with Katara is one of his favorite parts of the day. They're both very passionate and strong-minded individuals, so it stands to reason that their debates can get quite...heated.

Zuko's Playlist is both incredibly eclectic and somehow very...him. There's a common thread that binds together every song and artist he likes, and he's hilariously unaware of this. To take a look into his Playlist is a higher honor reserved only for those closest to him.

In the wide spectrum of things, it is no wonder that Zuko is, first and foremost, a Hozier man. But though Andrew is his God in all aspects of this life, there's someone else that has had a huge impact on him...

Two someones, actually.

Zuko refuses to tell anyone how he got into Twenty One Pilots, but it's kind of a moot point when the beginning of his obsession is nothing compared to everything that came after. They have just about the right amount of everything that makes Zuko...well, Zuko. The poetic lyrics, the soothing or raging music, the heavy, intensely resonant themes...

Up there, in the second artwork, I placed an album cover behind each period of Zuko's life. The election of these records is intentional, as I feel like their general themes work incredibly well with Zuko's arc and growth.

Blurryface in S1. For the demons within us. For giving a name to our fears and shame.

Trench in S2. For escaping the confined walls of a depression city, and fighting to understand the depths of the map of your mind.

Scaled and Icy in the first half of S3. For returning to places you had left behind. For convincing yourself and everyone around you that you're fine, that you're perfect, even though everything is crumbling inside...

Clancy in S3. For recognizing that you can backslide, that you can have fears and shame and pain—but you're shaping yourself with each step you take. For knowing that seeking help from others is okay. Nobody learns to walk on their own.

(And, in the end, you'll always be better than the person you were yesterday. If only because you're still here. You're still alive. You're still yourself.)

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Overall, I rambled a bit too much, don't you think?

If you made it all the way down here—thank you so much for reaching out and being interested in this crazy AU! I hope you enjoy these ideas and tell me some of your own ❤️