#i headcanon branch didn't get to meet either of them ����

[zivazivc]

Like a completely normal adult person, after watching the new trolls movie, I obsessively started putting together the brothers' backstory, the deeper reasons for their separation as well as how that all took place without disregarding the fact that they were trapped in the troll tree, which of course evolved into a fic in (forever) progress... yeah

Anyway, even though they aren't actively in the story much, i needed to design the parents, so uh meet Rosiepuff's daughter, Tulip, and her husband Branch.

I designed them based on the brothers' adult looks and in Tulip's case also on her mom's.

bonus baby branch:

[mochinomnoms]

What do you think would happen if Floyd were to meet Riddle's mother?! Cuz I just read your Mama/Papa leech Headcanons about meeting their sons crush. But what if it’s reversed? Riddle's mother Meeting Floyd? (I would also say Yuu's parents meeting Jade, but unfortunately, that won't be happening)

“Wow, I thought Lil Goldfishie was a stick in the mud, his mama has a whole branch up her—” *gets kicked in the groin*

I have very mixed feelings about Riddle's mother, in that with the context we have right now she's a bitch and if I ever see her it's on motherfucking sight. But she must love her son still, right? Is she harsh because he wants to set Riddle up for success, but only knows the way she was raised? Is she scared of her kid getting hurt or failing, and so she tries to shield him from all possible harm? Is she so hyperaware of all the dangers in society that she feels the need to keep him in a little bubble, knowing in the back of her mind that making mistakes and getting hurt is part of growing up? A good mother would never want to see their child ever get hurt if it were up to them. I mean, she must care for him in some way, but how? In the manga or novel (not sure which) they mention that she fought back against the school to keep him in, but was that because she wanted him to have the prestige of NRC in his background or because she wants what's best for him? She homeschooled him herself to the point that he's an immensely powerful mage already as a teen, so she could've hypothetically kept doing the same thing, right? Is she a mother that truly cares for her son but suffered the same childhood, but she “turned out fine” so it must be fine? Or is she just a bitch, lol. Either way, she is emotionally and affectionately neglectful and doesn't realize it at best, and emotionally and psychologically abusive at worst.

I have a lot to say on the topic of Mrs. Rosehearts, about her parenting, the cultural differences of child-rearing that EN players and JP players might have. This post talks about it in depth, but I can say more on the topic later.

In regards to Floyd meeting Mrs. Rosehearts, probably against Riddle's wishes or while he's distracted, the poor guy is set up for disappointment. While it's implied that Mama Leech is overprotective and that she calls very often, if not daily, to check in on her sons, they still had enough freedom growing up to get into shenanigans and hijinks. I mean, they beat up a sturgeon and took some of its scales to fashion into earrings like a trophy. And they both speak very fondly of her, so Floyd is going into meeting Mrs. Rosehearts with the expectation that she might be a bit stuffy. But, she raised Riddle, his crush and favorite human! He's strict and mean at times, but he cares a lot for his dorm and is super diligent, she must be like that too!

But she's so���critical. She looks at him unamused, very standoffish, but is polite. He guesses. He can see where Riddle got his strictness from.

“Hello. Who might you be?” She probably didn't expect to have some random student, not even from her son's dorm, come up to her. He was...tall. Towered over her, and based on the color of his hair and sharp teeth, most likely wasn't human.

“Huh, you're not as red as my Lil Goldfishie is.”

She blinked and frowned, resisting the urge to chastise the strange fellow for his informal tone and rube behavior. Not her son, not her problem.

“Pardon? Do you often speak to your elders like this?” she asked, eyeing him as she turned away to watch her son give orders to his dorm as they managed an informational booth.

“Yeah, why not? They're just people. Not like I'm being rude or anything” She would strongly disagree. “You're kinda prickly, like a lionfish.”

“W-what?” She changed her mind, someone needs to put him in her place. “Now listen here, young man, it's quite rude to call people anything other than their na—”

“They're real mean, ya know. Venomous, a nuisance, can't even mess with it cause it has a bunch of spines—oh! Imma call you Mama Lionfish.” The young man snapped his left fingers like he made a revelation.

Mrs. Rosehearts had learned to control her temper, but she still had her moments, Her face been bright red, her lips thinned, and she opened her mouth to start berating the young man.

“Floyd Leech! What did I tell you about calling people names?” A tall, slender women came up to them, pale skin and hair hue similar to the man in front of her. She wore a cream-colored dress and matching blazer, adorned with gold and pearls, and a matching wide brimmed hat. She was followed by Riddle, who looked a mix of anger and concern.

“Never do it in front of people, yeah, yeah.” The man named Floyd pouted, but brightened at the sight of Riddle. “Oh hey Lil Goldfishie! What's uuuup?”

Floyd jogged over to Riddle, halting him midstep as Mrs. Rosehearts noticed Riddle almost bristle, trying to sidestep and get around Floyd. He was failing.

“I apologize, you know how boys can be!” The woman in front of her also towered over her, though not nearly as much as her son did. “My Floyd doesn't mean anything by it, he just a silly boy.”

The blue haired woman laughed, then abruptly stopped, narrowing her golden gaze as she thinly smiled.

“You're the man's mother, I assume.” Mrs. Rosehearts replied, smoothing out her skirt and clutching her hands together. “He's very...spirited. He's from the Leech family? Is it safe to assume that your the Leech family matriarch?”

The other woman's sharp toothed smile grew as she nodded. “Yes. It's not often that I come to the surface. But it's wonderful to know that I'm as—oh—well-known, on the surface, as under the sea.”

Mrs. Rosehearts wouldn't use the word 'well-known' as much as she would infamous.

“Yes, well. I would just remind your son to not so blatantly call people names to their faces.” she said, clenching and unclenching her fist in an attempt to sooth herself. “I'm not sure what your customs are under the sea, but up here he would be considered a riffraff.”

For all her talk about politeness, Mrs. Rosehearts forgot herself at time and let things slip out of her mouth faster than she processed. She knew she pressed a button when Mrs. Leech's smile disappeared.

It was only for a moment, but with the blank face and the way her gold eyes bore into her, it felt like her body and soul were being grasped by something dark and violent.

Then that feeling was gone as Mrs. Leech smiled again and closed her eyes, tilting her head.

“He'll be fine, I'm sure he'll find his people. After all, it seems he's already found someone in your son.”

Both women moved their gazes to the pair, now bickering. Well, Riddle was, the one called Floyd, was just swaying on his heels as he grinned and make a comment here and there. Each one after the other seemed to fluster her son further, his cheeks growing in color as they spoke. Most people who knew her son would assume that the red was attributed to his rage, and it mostly was. But (fortunately or unfortunately, she couldn't decide) her son was much like her. It wasn't rage that made his eyes dart away each time their eyes met for too long. It wasn't rage that made him scuff his foot every so often. And it most certainly wasn't rage in his eyes.

Mrs. Rosehearts cleared her throat, turning away from Mrs. Leech and walking to her son.

“I don't know what you're implying, but I must be going now. My son and I still need to tour his dorm.”

Mrs. Leech watched the other woman walk away, sighing.

“Oh, what a disdainful woman. And her son is so lovely too…she really is like a lionfish.”

“Yeah, it's a good nickname for her, right Mama?” Floyd came bounding over, stretching his arms. “Is' too bad she's a stuck-up, gonna real annoying if she's my mother-in-law.”

“Hm, I'll just have to overcompensate then and be the best Mama for you and the little Riddle!” Mama Leech clapped her hands excitedly, sighing in bliss at the thought.

“Oh, it will be so wonderful to see the family grow big...oh! By the way, Floyd.” Mama Leech walked away, Floyd following after diligently. “I might have mentioned a little 'something' to him about your cute rambles about him. He was so cute, all red and flushed when I said you're positively infatuated, calling him cute and—”

“Aw what! Mama!”

[rocksibblingsau]

Wow, I rlly like the way you wrote for Techno Branch’s relationships with the other trolls! I wanted to ask if you could do one for a country branch (Delta Dawn, Holly Darling, Gust Tumbleweed, maybe even Clampers!)

P.S. Have a headcanon that when Delta and Holly meet Brozone, they give them the worst guilt tripping ever imagined because it was DESERVED (and Gust couldn’t even feel bad for them as a bonus lolol) It would take ‘em years to recover 😊

Thank you! I can do that!

Delta Dawn would be his adoptive mom in my version of Country Branch. She's immediately worried for this small grey child. A lot of people headcanon that Branch is underweight for his age, but I like the idea that after their doctor visit, both she and the doctor worry about just HOW underweight he is... before realizing it's because he has half the amount of legs they do.

She still tries to feed him a lot. I think she'd be a lot like my grandma in that if you step in her house she's going to attempt to feed you. Branch visits her as an adult and she insists he eats and take home some leftovers.

Clampers looks up to him. She doesn't get why he looks different, so she ends up asking a lot of questions. By this point Branch is either a late teen/adult, so he ends up using this to sorta mess with her.

Clampers: Why don't you have all your legs? Branch: I didn't listen to my mama about being careful by the tractors.

Clampers: Why are your colors so grey? Branch: I didn't eat my greens. Now finish your dinner.

Holly is very outgoing and would make it her goal to befriend Branch. Unlike Poppy (or Synth in the Techno Branch AU) however, Holly attempts to bond with Branch over working in the fields. Her generosity sort of scares Branch a bit, because he doesn't feel like he can ever do enough, so he talks to her a bit and asks if she could tone down the gifts. Holly learns a bit about Branch's love language (as he prefers to receive genuine words or acts rather than presents) and adjusts accordingly. Branch also learns that gift giving makes HER feel happy, and it's not a transaction, so he eventually accepts that Holly's a gift-giver. Branch is too (see The Giver) so he can sort of understand it.

She's absolutely a protective friend, and would do her signature guilt trip on all of BroZone. I also personally see her as they kind of person to say 'Well bless your heart [derogatory]'.

Gust and Branch are both pretty easy going and serious types, so I think they'd hit it off well! I could see Branch doing Gust's job pretty well, even, so I think Branch would fill in for him when he was sick or couldn't do it. Gust is the kind of guy who would see that Branch is grey/different and be like 'That don't bother me none, we both bleed the same'. It's not that he thinks differences don't matter, just that they shouldn't get in the way of treating someone with respect. No matter how different Branch is, Gust focuses on what they have in common. They're both trolls, they both appreciate order, and they both can't resist good pepper jelly.

[daisygirlwrites]

Olive Branch

Part 2 to Rough Start

Part 3 - Little Things

Summary: Ghost starts mending the patches of your guys relationship

Warnings: None really

Pairing(s): Simon "Ghost" Riley x fem! Reader (Platonic)

Note: No use of (Y/N), called Rook/Rookie since this is before Crash getting her callsign

a/n: holy shit sorry this is so freaking late ;-; but here y'all go, part 2 of rough start! again, so sorry that this is late, life got too busy again >:0 there will be one more part after this but it'll be a proper headcanon style with memes as well. thank you guys so much for being patient with me <3

taglist: @bobfloydsgf @itsscromp @stilllivindue2spite @greenkiki @isimpforfictionalppl @appl3-0rchard @luna-moons

After that mission, Price gives the team a couple days off to recuperate. It also serves as a break between you and Ghost. Neither of you talk the next day, then again, you rarely talk outside of missions and training.

You try to start conversations with him, asking him questions only to respond with a short answer or nothing at all. Hell, he would straight up tell you “Piss off.”

Doesn’t miss the flash of hurt in your eyes when he tells you that though

This time, both of you actively avoid each other

Soap thought it’d be a good idea to be the middleman between you guys but Price reminded him that “Both of them are adults, they should try and deal with it themselves.”

However, Price was kind of being a hypocrite because he wants to sit both of you down and stay there until you talk about your feelings. Ultimately though, he leaves both of you alone

Ghost knows that he’s at fault here and if you were anyone else, he would own up to it. But whenever he sees you, all he could think about is that you’re his replacement. That he’s passed being useful. That he’ll be abandoned because of someone better

What pisses him off more is that you’re nice to him. With the limited interactions you both have together, you’re always thinking of everyone else. At first, he thought you were a kiss ass, trying to get an advantage with everyone liking you. But then again, you didn’t have to take care of Soap and Gaz when you dropped them off to their room after a night out. You didn’t have to get them water and painkillers so they wouldn’t have to in the morning. You didn’t have to always help out Price before and after meetings. You didn’t have to always look at him with hope in your eyes

Yet he looks at you with resentment because to him, you are the young and naïve soldier who didn’t “struggle” on her way up to rank. You weren’t worthy of the name ‘Little Ghost’. That last thought made him snap out of it for a moment. 

Price finds him on the rooftop. Balaclava pulled up to his nose, smoking a second cigarette and eyes distant, deep in thought. The door opening was enough to alert him but he didn't turn to face his captain until he too was resting on the railing.  

“What’s the Rookie got on you?” Price starts. Ghost sighs, not wanting to have this conversation but he can’t walk away from it either. So he stays quiet for a while, contemplating on what to say. He could lie but with Price, it’ll go nowhere. Instead, he just says what came to mind: “Always did better in school than my brother,” he starts off, “Made mum proud.” He takes another inhale of his smoke. “Tom hated it. Would call me names and shove me.” Simon was quiet again, eyes looking down, biting down on his cheek as if he were trying to stop himself from speaking the next words.  Price studies him, Simon's eyes are intense as if he’s in a battle. Eventually, his broad shoulders lowered in defeat and he confessed quietly. “I guess this is what he was feeling.” It was silent again. Price didn’t know what to say after that, so instead, he pats his Lieutenant’s shoulder. He walks back towards the door but before he leaves, he informs Ghost, “Rook’s at the range.” 

He finds you in the indoor range, leaning back against the wall as you lazily throw a knife into a wooden board hanging in front of you. Ghost watches you do this a few more times, intrigued with how effortless it looks but also how your stance was incorrect. However, that’s not what he wants to tell you.

You cease your movements, looking around until you see his large frame by the door. There was a beat of silence before you called out to him, “Gonna tell me that my form’s bad?” 

Ghost shakes his head and walks over to you, also leaning against the wall. He looks at the wooden board, little knives sticking out and clustering in the middle. He pushes away any feelings of jealousy before he speaks. “I’m not here for that.”

You let out a snort, “Well, that’s a first.” You can feel him roll his eyes at you but he continues.

“You’re right.” “About what?” “I do envy you.” He watches you shake your head, “I don’t understand. It’s obvious that you’re more skilled and more respected. It’s just…” You look him in the eye, “It’s just dumb."

The soft hum of the fluorescent light is the only sound you hear in the range. You move over to the booth that had the hanging target and push a button on the side, the board slowly lowering down. Once it was on the table, you take your knives out and push the button again, the wood board hanging but empty. Going back to your spot on the wall, you place the knives onto a side table, one of them already in your hand. Putting the blade between your fingers, you hand it over to the man beside you. “An olive branch.”

Ghost was taken aback but he didn't say anything. He grabs the handle, feeling the weight of the knife before straightening up and throwing it towards the target. It sinks in, making a satisfying thunk. Both of you take turns before all of the knives are in the target again.

He faces you, head and eyes down. This man looms over you and yet, he stands unsure, nervous even. Taking a deep breath, his eyes move to yours.

With his mask on, you almost missed it. “I’m sorry.” He whispers to you. And even with your mask on, your face was easy to read. He watches your eyebrows shoot up and mouth drop down but just for a second. You compose yourself before nodding, “I accept your apology.” Wanting to leave it at that, Ghost turns around and starts heading for the door. “Wait!” He stops and turns his head. "I look up to you sir,” You start off, “I am not a replacement for you, never will be. You are in a whole different league and it would be a miracle for me to be even close to it.” Making eye contact with him, you begged, “Please don’t forget that."

 He gives you a nod and before he leaves, he steps towards you, bringing his arm up. You feel his hand resting on top of your head and before you can move to look up at him, he ruffles your hair. Bangs falling in front of your eyes, you push it back in time to see his figure leave and his shadow following behind him.

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The tension between you and Ghost has somewhat lightened. Training was finally something you looked forward to. There was no more shouting and though his mean comments and name calling remain, you felt comfortable to take jabs at him too. 

After missions, he still gives you pointers but doesn’t insult you while he does so. During this time, Ghost realizes that he doesn’t mind teaching, especially when it comes to something he’s good at and to someone that can keep up. And as always, you take his feedback seriously

Price feels relieved, seeing how the two of you are finally getting along. He was seriously thinking of handcuffing you guys, yes it’s juvenile but so were you and Ghost.

Even bar nights were enjoyable, it was nice to have someone to talk to or play darts with instead of sitting awkwardly, playing on your phone while you waited for everyone to finish drinking. 

The team hated it when you and Ghost teamed up for darts, having no chance of victory when you worked together. But, in the times you played against each other, it was fun for the team to make and place bets. Always a close game for you two.

Knife throwing was another activity that helped you guys bond. Just chatting about anything that came to mind while both of you mindlessly throw blades against the wooden targets. You do this during missions too, though not as often. While the team waits for the heli, you’d look for a tree or a log nearby to make it your temporary target. You’d get the knife stuck half of the time and would shyly ask Ghost to get it back. He does without fail and flicks your helmet every time. 

He finds out that you two have a lot more in common than he thought. For one, your dad’s a shit person as well. After Gaz mistakenly calls Price “Dad”, Price jokingly asks you if you see him as a father figure too.

“You have done more for me in the last five months than my real father has in the last twenty three years. So yeah, I don’t oppose calling you ‘dad’.” “Holy shit, Rook. That bad?” Gaz was surprised. “Treated me, my sister and my mom like shit and when they died, he married his secretary and started another family with her. “ Ghost doesn’t add anything to the conversation but he can’t help and feel empathy for her. Even though you hide your feelings well behind smiles and jokes, there’s always a flash of hurt in your eyes.

Like everyone in the military, you have a fucked up sleep schedule. Nightmares waking you up before your alarm does. Opting to start your day very early, you’d get up, put some pants and a hoodie on before heading down to the common area and kitchen. It’s not a surprise to find Ghost there too, usually making a cup of tea and a book in hand.

Rubbing your eyes, you turn the corner into the kitchen and to your lack of shock, Ghost is there. Already sitting at one of the tables, cup in hand, not looking up from his book.

In your tired state, you fail to see that there was another cup on the table. One with cartoon birds on it, tea already made to your liking. He glances up from his book to watch you stare at the cupboard, confused on where your mug went. He lets out a silent chuckle before he calls you over

Taking the seat in front of him, he lightly nudges your mug towards you. Without your mask on, you give him a tired smile. Bringing the cup up to your lips, you give a light blow before taking a sip. It was less sweeter than you’d like but that’s not something to complain about. Instead, you give him a nod of approval.

Setting your cup down, you keep a hold on it to warm your hands. “Thank you,” You tell him.

Looking up from his book again, he makes eye contact with you “That’s my olive branch to you.”

[lavendersartistry]

Family

Space Riders AU - @onyxonline Eve Ewe, Aurora, Felicite, Melanie - @lavendersartistry

This fic is more of a fun fic for onyxonline's Space Riders AU! This is mainly centered as the headcanoned sibling dynamic between Eve Ewe and DogDay! Please check Onyx out, their work is super cool!

DogDay felt emptiness. His mind was dulled as he tried to wake up. He felt like he was floating in the cosmos, the faint sounds of whispering angels ringing in his ears.

He then found himself at a magical place, something similar to Eden's outskirts. The sound of an owl echoed as it flew above his head and landed on the branch of a weeping willow.

"Captain DogDay. My, how you've grown."

DogDay flinched at the sound of his title as captain, quickly turning his head to whoever said.

A tall, roughly 11ft, woman sat in a bark throne made from the tree behind her. Her hair glided against no wind as her piercing teal eyes stared down at the captain. Owls perched around her like pets, waiting for her call to either attack or to befriend.

DogDay took note of the teal eyes and immediately bowed.

"Q-Queen Aurora!"

The queen lightly laughed and leaned forward, her finger under his chin. Despite her tall stature after death, she still had her benevolence.

"Now now, captain. No need to bow, not anymore. Save that for my little Eve."

DogDay nodded and stood up nervously. He didn't really know how to react, meeting Eve's mother like this in what seemed to be a dream to the afterlife.

The queen calmly scooped him up with her gentle hands, the captain being so small compared to her size.

"You have protected my little Eve very well after me and Lucien's passing. I give you my appreciation for it. But I have noticed something in particular."

DogDay went silent for a moment. He didn't understand what she was implying, it was almost scary. Yet he let her continue on.

"I give you my blessing, DogDay Solaris, to become my little Eve's older brother and my son."

DogDay then went to a stunned state. Her son? But she was a demon, a demoness at a very high rank in her hierarchy. Was it logical? What if the council in Eden found out? All those worries filled his head.

"Your Highness, I don't get it. What of the council? What about the other demons? Is this all even safe?"

The queen giggled, a ghostly aura to her.

"My dear, Lucien does not tolerate such of that. If those old kooks decide to harass you for being my son, he will not hesitate to send a little lightning their way as a warning."

DogDay slowly nodded, trying to peace everything together. As he did so, Aurora comfortingly kissed his head.

"Go now, my little shining sun. Your sisters will miss you."

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"DogDay! DogDay, this is no time to be napping! It's mission time!

DogDay suddenly woke up in his room, hearing the youngest sisters Felicite and Melanie in his ears as he was shaken mainly by Felicite.

"Wha- what do you two mean by a 'mission time'?"

Melanie lightly shrugged and plopped onto his bed.

"'Mission time' is when we go steal tarts from the kitchen. And you have to stand guard so we can steal them!"

DogDay sighed yet chuckled and shook his head.

"Alright, you rascals. But you have to eat only three. You two can't really manage sweets like that."

The little ferret and mink princesses groaned and ran out of his room for the kitchen downstairs of the palace.

DogDay looked out the balcony, the stars behind the forcefield that shielded Eden still glowed beautifully. As he smiled, a certain big and bright star twinkled in response.

Aurora was watching. His new family was watching him.

[parabelllvm]

When i wiped this blog, I got rid of a lot of headcanon posts that — looking back on it now — i should've saved. BUT! such is life. c'est la vie. and i now have an opportunity to rewrite them with added flavor.

the first I'll cover is Hayden's wings because I have so many things to say about the Wrucilese.

as stated in the realm info for Eokketion, Wrucilese are an ancient species of avian humanoids that are best known for the colors of their wings. the color scheme of said wings is based on that of the lilac breasted roller with the addition of iridescence of their feathers and a stark white plumage at the base of his wings ( where it meets at his back ). the origin of these beings can be traced back to a now extinct species of shifters — ones that truly have no descendants today aside from the Wrucilese.

Hayden is not the only remaining Wrucilese, nor will he be the last. However, due to how few there are when compared to other species, the topic of them disappearing altogether is a revolving one — even though their genes are fairly strong and tend to cancel out that of other species ( hence the lack of beings that are half-Wrucilese and half something else ). It is very much… erring on the side of caution on the part of Cadayllean elders and members of the Multodeu. They mean well but it can get to be a bit much.

Hayden's wings — like all others — are a source of magic all on their own ( and that's in addition to his already extensive knowledge ). Every feather is brimming with magical energy due to his close proximity to Ailmtinne'eadhe. As a result, they tend to "carry a charge" long after they've fallen or been removed from his wings.

They don't carry any elemental energy. Rather, they hold a very concentrated form of Life magic. Hayden's is a little more so than what is considered normal because he has always spent a lot of time in and around Ailm. One of his favorite spots to relax is high up in Ailm's branches and that tends to be where he can be found if not at home.

His feathers can be used to either give life to something of equal size or heal a serious injury. The latter the two is not widely circulated, as it would make him ( and others ) a larger target than he already is. Gather enough of his feathers and you could possibly revive someone, though this much would come at a steep cost to him.

That said, he's detached his feathers in the past and has fashioned them into accessories and the like for those that he is extremely close to ( only after asking ). His feathers will eventually lose that luster that they're known for and their effectiveness will also dwindle... but it takes decades for that to happen.

Though his wings are a source of pride for him, they've also been… a source of discontent, at times. He will never wish that they were gone, but more than they didn't mean as much to everyone ( that being the Multodeu ).

[camileeon]

HI headcanon that once you guys are dating he would throw rocks at your window to get you to come out woth him at night or go back to his room to just chill and cuddle <3

IN YOUR ARMS

(a/n) MY FIRST ASK!!! THANK U FOR SUGGESTINGGGG THIS i seriously enjoyed making this because i see this honestly happening to him in general HAHAHHAHA hope you guys like this one!!

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Summary - as night fell in the town of encanto, restlessness arose from the boy in yellow. Still having spare energy from the day's hours, but seemingly he didn't want to venture out alone. Y/n getting dragged along again by the curiousity of the boy, they thought they'd just be wandering through out the quiet streets of the sleeping town. Unfortunately for them, camilo didn't have that simple mind they did.

The ticking of the clock continued as it chimed another hour, y/n was rustling in their bed as they tried to find a comfortable position to sleep in to end a long day's events. They sighed deeply as they stared up at their ceiling, the moon's light seeping on to the floor from their closed windows.

They were deep in thought. About what you may ask? Honestly, they didn't bother to know either. Maybe it was the urge ro think about what would and what can happen the next day, how they wanted their day to go? who were they going to meet? Will the day follow according to her plan?-.

‘tingk! clingk!’

their train of overthought thoughts were interrupted by.. rocks.? They got on their feet to take a peek outside through their window, suprised with what they saw.

It was the boy in the yellow ruana, the boy who made their heartbeat quicken everytime they saw him. Camilo Madrigal.

They chuckled a little, sending a little wave before the boy gestured them to come down with smile that didn't seem in anyway look tired.

Rolling their eyes as they nodded, they quietly went down the stairs to make sure no one in the house woke up before quickly slipping on their slippers and went out of the house to meet up with the hazel eyed boy.

They were met with the boy's arms around their waist, pulling them into a warm loving hug. “Good evening princesa, did i wake you?” He speaks with a cheeky smile. They brought their hands up to his cheeks, giving him a few kisses as they shook their head “No no it's alright.. i felt a bit restless too.” they respond,

“do you plan on kidnapping me amor?” they jokingly add as camilo took their hand in his as they started to walk “One, i would never in my life do that or be able to the love of my life. Number two, you felt restless as well so we're going on an adventure.” He speaks with confidence in tone though sounding like a bored kid at the same time.

“an adventure? Going to find nonexistent ghosts like we were younger kind of adventure? You humor me cami.”

“jackpot! We're gonna go to the woods to look for ghosts!” he responds, being absolutely serious with his words as he hands them a flashlight while continuing to walk towards the entrance of the dark woods that was only lit up by the moon in the sky. All you could do is sigh, there was no time to chicken out now. Y/n turned on the flashlight that was given to them and shun it through the neverending trail of darkness as so it seems, shuddering a little as the wind blew against their back as they both started to walk along.

Every step they took left an unleading and uncomfortable aura around them, trying to pull up all the courage they had through the dark while keeping up a postive mind.

There weren't actually real ghosts right? I mean they don't exist as far as they knew, though as all these thoughts clouded their mind..

‘snap!’

They let out a sudden yelp due to the sound of a branch snapping under their feet, closing their eyes and putting arms over their head and visibly shook, afraid of what may come at them. Instead of anything horrific, the boy in yellow's comforting arms took them in. His body was warm as the sun's presence while holding them in his arms, y/n's quick heartbeat because of the sudden fright began to slow down as they knew his presence were there.

Camilo let out a chuckle “shh... It's okay, i'm here mi amor.. in my arms your safe from any monster out here.. Wasn't sure you were gonna be scared that easily with a branch though.” he calmed them down and let out a laugh, using words to relieve their frightened state. “ I just didn't see it coming okay? Too lost in my head..” they explained, kicking the branch to the side as they remove themself off of him and continued to walk.

Though due to the boy in yellow's clingy nature, he slipped his hand in theirs while both their fingers intertwined automatically. As if their hands were meant to hold eachother's for the rest of their lives.

Camilo went nearer to give them a kiss on the cheek with a sly smile on his face. Y/n faced the other way bashfully with warm cheeks and nudged their significant other affectionately, covering their face with their hand.

Suddenly a rustle from the bushes alarmed the hand holding couple, y/n felt camilo's hand begin to sweat but they shun their light at the shaking bush. The thing in or behind the shrubery started to make a squeaking noise, as the aura around them felt uneasy at the same time.. the creature came out with a sounding suprised ‘squeak!’

Camilo yelped out at the same time as he clung on the other.

“It's a... squirrel..?”

“ITSAFUCKINGSQUIRRELL--”

the boy who shouted out clung on for dear life, his legs were wrapped around theirs and his arms were wrapped around their shoulder and neck area. his screech echoed through the woods as they both watched the critter flee into a tree away from them, y/n looked at him with an awfully judgeful smirk resulting them to burst out in laughter.

“h-hey quit laughing! C-can we just get out of here already?!” he lightly complained while still clinging on to them, they hadn't even noticed that the sun began to show after they had exited the woods they were from.

“Hey you suggested the idea of going in there, i just went along mi vida.” they put him down as they reached the waking town.

“This never happened okay? This is between just the two of us señorita.” Camilo says with tinted cheeks as he leaned closer to them, directing them to look up at him using his finger to push their chin up.

“my lips are sealed my love.”

[thebiscuiteternal]

(IDK if you're looking for writing prompts or just questions, so I'm including both. Feel free to ignore any of them!) For the writing prompt, I love how your Nie Huaisang is often dealing with a chronic illness. It heals my spoonie heart. I'd love to see anything related to that. I adore your horror writing, but I'd be so happy with something lighter if you'd prefer. For the question: Could you share a character headcanon you love but haven't had a chance to talk about? Any character is great!

I've talked about a few of these on twitter, but I don't think I've posted any of them here. And some of them are part of the Big Overall Headcanon that Huaisang has chronic illness, so two birds with one stone?

Be it virus, injury, tragedy, what-have-you, Nie Huaisang actually gets quieter the more serious it is. If he's being a big dramatic bitch about something? He's most likely fine. If he's in tears or curled up in a ball or whatever and not complaining about the problem? Time to call the healers and/or bust some heads.

He absolutely has the ADHD habit of once he actually manages to get himself in a groove, he forgets about everything else until he finishes what he's doing, because the literal second he stops, his mind's already moved on. This is why he keeps snacks at hand at all times; if he gets up to go get something to eat, there goes all his drive.

As much as he wanted to go visit Yunmeng for a summer, it would have sucked for him because of a previously posted headcanon that his body has almost no body heat regulation, even with a core. While the baseline temperatures wouldn't have been too awful by themselves, the sheer level of humidity probably would have melted him into a puddle by the end of the first day unless he decided to go around barely decent (and he would if it wouldn't get him in trouble with da-ge).

Despite all of his health problems, all his practice catching birds mean he is an excellent climber. His hands hurt all the time but he has incredible grip strength. This little weasel could probably scale a cliff no problem, unless someone tried to make him do it as regular exercise, and then he'd never so much as touch a tree branch again out of spite.

Roughly a year after his da-ge's death, he suffered a public qi deviation of his own. No one saw it coming because he was just sitting in a meeting like normal and then all of a sudden he's got blood trickling from his nose and eyes. The reason is because I headcanon that a qi deviation causes the person to lash out at any target of resentment... and this happened while he was still under the belief that Nie Mingjue's death was his fault for being a terrible brother.

I think it would be both incredibly funny and incredibly tragic if he, of his entire generation, was the only one to attain some form of immortality. And he did it by accident, solely because he refused to die before he could purify his brother's soul. He had full intention to die after that, only to find out that... uh... oops. He can't. Now what?

Okay so going back to that one idea I love using where he and Meng Yao are actually cousins via their mothers... think about how fucking lucky it is that the one other living person besides Meng Yao who could have identified them as such because he'd known both their mothers to some degree -Jin Guangshan- didn't care enough about either woman to pay that much attention.

[asterjennifer]

OK SO not rlly a request or whatever i just wanna see what you'd think, what if mc didn't have romantic feelings for saeran until his GE basically?? like how would that work out..

🎀 Oh, dear, there are actually two ways we can look at this question! But first comes first I'd say^^

You see, the thing about Ray is that he might adore you a lot, but there's a difference in obsession and love..

Because Ray doesn't really love you at the beginning either. He's basically obsessed and for the time being, he won't truly love you. Love is freedom, it's based on truth and trust. Yet he doesn't give you any of it.

The problem for Ray's that if you don't show any interest in him, he'll start getting paranoid and fears you leave him..

Ray experienced every kind of love and came to the conclusion that it's painful. Family love, guardian love, brotherly love, even friendly love's painful for him since he never had friends. The only form of love he didn't try yet was romantic love...

So he sets that hope into you. Now.. If you don't show any kind of attraction towards him even with time passing by? Messy.. He'll try a lot to make you fall in love, conscious and unconscious.

After the day 4 branch, Ray probably will lower his expectations once he realizes you're not in love. If you just stay with him and be kind like you'd been from the start, then he takes it. He doesn't deserve your love anyways..

When Suit Saeran comes into the picture, however.. This probably becomes even more messy than it already is.

What if Saeran can't use Ray as a bait? What if he cannot take the feelings you have for that weakling to torture you? What will he do if you're not in love with Ray? If you didn't love Ray... Then why would you come to like him?— No.. no!! He doesn't need you. It's better that way, a stupid toy doesn't deserve his affection.

Suit's relying on your feelings for Ray to do whatever he wants with you. He believes you let him hurt you because you wait for Ray to come back. He thinks you want to stay because you want Ray instead of him.

If you're not in love with Ray, Saeran has to find other things that go right through your heart. If you cared for Ray despite having no feelings, he could still make use of that. But it's just stupid. If you don't love Ray, then you have no reason to stay. Saeran won't be as confident anymore, just a lot more pissed.

But what if... He's no different from you?

I made this headcanon for Saeran after I found out I'm Greyromantic.

I believe that Saeran might be Demiromantic!

(Demiromantic is when you experience romantic attraction only after you have a deep emotional connection with someone.)

I said this at the beginning! Ray is obsessed with you, there's a lot wrong in the love he has towards you. He did research and watch you, but he didn't meet you in person until you come to Magenta. He treats you like a porcelain doll that could break apart and run by the tiniest bit of truth revealed. His love isn't freedom, he tries but still lacks the trust and openness to give you that. Ray fantasies about a person following his every word without complain and resistance. But that isn't love... That is wanting to posses someone and have control over them. When love is the exact opposite of that.

So you could say that Ray, although he might do deep down, he won't love you at first either.

As Suit, this starts to change.

Saeran's cruel to you and wants to make you cry. But you're already there for God knows how long and showed compassion and affection to Ray. He bonded with you a lot, which changed him. Now he got a clear view of your feelings. He got a clear view of who you are and what kind of person you are. What you feel for him. Saeran's love forms, but now he can't show it because of the circumstances. So instead he pushes them away to play cat and mouse with you..

If you do end up catching feelings at the time of the Good Ending, Saeran probably will be amused when you tell him.

Imagine you're at the hideout and say "I think... I've fallen in love with you right now." Saeran will feel his heart flutter. Because he can understand why it took so long. He later knows it wasn't any different for him. He also took a lot of time to actually get behind his feelings before falling in love. So he will stand up, run his hand over your head and smile at you. "I love you as well, Angel. And I didn't know how beautiful that would be until now."

Saeran takes his time to understand true love. That won't change regardless if you love him in return or not. The right amount of compassion and affection can change that for him. 🎀

[carrdfan]

Venom/Eddie Brock x Reader

summary : when it all started, you had promised Drake that you would do nothing but stay by his side. Yet as time went on and he showed his truth, by the time Dora tells you about her future plan to stop Drake, you debating about risking it all once you come face to face with the intruder.

main tags : enemies to lovers , headcanons , gender neutral reader

At first, you were nothing but ecstatic to the fact that you were able to work at the Life Foundation

It felt like a deserved achievement, and the fact that you started at a reluctantly young age meant that this could be just the first few steps to a successful life

You were nothing but respectful to everyone at work, particularly to Drake since you commonly work with him

Yet, the bright flower for this job was to slowly wither away unbeknownst to you

Over the following few months, Drake's behavior turned into something more cynical. Especially once the symbiotes found their way to the planet

The fact that he showed no remorse to people all because they were on the less fortunate side disturbed you greatly. Unsettlement increased by the passing day and you became entirely concerned with Drake's well-being

One day, you ran into Dora while both of you took the elevator to get into work. You were familiar with Dora so you spoke up to end the deafening silence

The conversation was going relatively normal until you two got onto the topic of Drake and his recent actions

"Hey Y/N, has Drake been acting.. Strange to you?"

You took a moment, you had your answer, but it was more of the worry of if Dora was trustworthy enough to receive your truth

"...Yes, ever since the symbiotes came into the frame he's always been strange." You soon turned back and made strict eye contact with Dora. "Why? Got something on your shoulder?"

Though your last comment was more silly then serious, still, you felt relief you weren't supposedly the only one concerned over Drake's actions

Dora took a breath, "I do." Your eyes widen to the serious response

"Dora, what are you planning to do?"

She looked hesitant to tell, as if she was a child nervously having to admit they did something wrong

"I want to expose Drake of what he's doing. You know, he's testing humans like they're pure animals ever since those aliens arrived. I think it's better if we put him down."

You were impressed, the fact Dora wanted to go to such lengths to end this villainous of a man made you happy.

But then again, these same lengths were also what struck fear in you. The last thing you wanted to hear was Dora getting caught and punished.

Before you could reply, the elevator stopped and you both had to separate your ways. Time was moving too fast at the worst of times.

"Just.. Take in what I said. I'm gonna try and find someone to help me out tonight."

With that, Dora excused herself and headed off on her way. Leaving you to process the warning before quickly stepping out yourself.

Time had passed but there was never a moment where you didn’t think about Dora’s words. Was she really going to risk it and try to take down Drake?

By the time you were heading home, it was late evening. You were just a few steps away out the door before hearing a familiar voice.

From afar you could see Dora, still in the building mere hours after she should've been home. She was waving goodbye to a security guard before excusing herself.

When she turned and noticed you, you walked up to her and whispered, "Dora, what the hell are you still doing here?"

"We don't have time, we need to leave before they—"

Suddenly sirens went off, alerting that there was an intruder as both of you covered your ears. The alarm added nothing but more questions, yet you had to act fast

You soon placed a hand on Dora's shoulder and guided her to the door

"You get out of here, I'll see what's going on."

"Y/N, I can't let you do that, if you get caught they'll—"

"I'll be fine Dora, unlike you, I have a passable alibi. You should've been home hours ago. Now get going! I'll call you later tonight."

Dora resisted for a moment before nodding her head and leaving. That only left you to go and investigate what happened

You decided to rush through the back ally, catching a glimpse of security guards trying to hop over a fence, hinting that the intruder had escaped.

Walking up to them, you quickly asked what the hell was going on. To which they replied explaining how someone came in and took one of the symbiotes.

You expressed how you wanted to help, so you got in the car with the guards and proceeded to drive out in the middle of the nearby forest, where the supposed intruder was last seen.

After a while of searching, nothing prevailed. You stared out into the distance before being called by the guards to get back in the car so they can retreat and inform Drake on what happened.

Shockingly, you declined the offer, explaining how you still had a gut feeling that the intruder was close. Having no other choice, the guard nodded and all proceeded to drive back to the building.

You watched as the cars left your vision before looking around the area one last time.

You raised your voice, yet still being cautious if any possible guards being close, "I have a feeling your here. I'm not gonna turn you in, I'm with Dora."

There was nothing for a moment, you almost gave up before hearing creaking as a small branch suddenly fall to the ground. You looked up to see the alleged intruder at the top of a tree.

The man seemed extremely troubled, and you couldn't even blame him. You ran next to the tree and took the next few minutes slowly helping the man down.

After some time, you both managed to get into your car and leave the building safely. Both of you were still puzzled by what went down

"Dora told me about her plan, though.. If I was informed a bit more, this would’ve been more correlated." You told the man to simply reassure that he can trust you. You really didn't have any idea how to handle the situation, but you trying to come off as if you did.

"I'm Y/N by the way. Also, I kinda need the address to your place to drop you off..."

The man was still quiet, but then again you told yourself it was you who was rushing the conversation. You accepted the silence politely.

"..Eddie. Eddie Brock."

You had heard of Eddie before on the news, but he looked a lot more.. disorganized in person.

"Well Eddie, it's nice to meet you."

Both of you got to Eddie's apartment as he proceeded to bust through the door while trying to call Dora.

Sadly, your time could only last for so long before suddenly getting a call yourself.

It was Drake.

You dropped into a panic as you slowly closed the door and ran down to the ground floor before answering the phone.

"Hello? Drake?"

"Y/N, where are you. Guards are saying you stayed out looking for the intruder."

You freaked out as you tried to think of a diverse lie that could also match the testimony with the other guards.

"Yeah, I stayed out for a few extra minutes but to no avail. I didn't find anyone and left the building, I was getting off anyways."

You looked at yourself while making this final decision. You were lying to someone you had told many times that you would do nothing but share the truth with. You made it clear to Drake with the actions that he could trust you, and now here you were, covering the enemy.

"Y/N, I just wanna make sure, but you aren't lying to me, are you?"

Now was your last chance to turn back to the thing you had built so much to achieve. You were either going to save your career or save a thief. Yet thinking back on the outcome Life Foundation was going to be in with Drake's sinister ways, you gathered yourself and managed to tell him.

"No. I didn't see anyone out there. The intruder unfortunately is loose and his whereabouts are unknown."

With that, you and Drake briefly talked before hanging up the phone.

You wanted to go back and check on Eddie, but you convinced yourself not to and see him another time.

Right now, you needed to remain undercover yourself. You are an ally with the villain after all.

[glorified-red]

In honor of this blog turning two years old yesterday, I figured I'd do the yearly check-in that I started last year. I lost the post somewhere so I'm gonna start a new one :)

This is for me to keep track of my progress and to see how far I've come, it puts things in perspective.

As of 10-19-21:

One Completed Series

Two in progress

13 one shots

26 headcanons

106,870 words

As of 10-19-22:

One Completed Series

Five in progress

16 one shots

36 headcanons

157,166 words

Red gets introspective and sappy:

Looking at these numbers, I definitely got a lot done in my first year compared to this year. But I have so many projects I'm working on that I can't help but feel proud either way. My writing has changed drastically from when I first started. Even now, I posted a fic that juggled 6 different characters, something I never could've done a year ago.

I'm starting to branch out and write for Damian which came out of no where, I used to refuse to write for anyone other than Tim but now I actually enjoy Damian's character enough to write for him. That alone is progress.

I'm experimenting with settings and started writing non-reader fics, another thing I couldn't picture myself doing. I surrounded myself with people last year and my writing became a tribute to them. Now I'm relearning how to write for myself, to write things that I enjoy instead of craving validation. Im starting to surround myself with new friends now and I cannot wait to see where that support goes, because maybe I'll step into a new era of writing like I did this year.

All in all, to my fellow writers out there. Numbers are numbers, your progress cannot be determined but a word count or how many fics you've posted. Your progress comes from things you learn, people you meet, and how your writing changes into something more you. I could sit here all day feeling sad that I didn't accomplish much this year numerically, but I did accomplish so fucking much when it comes to my own expansion as a writer. My motivation has finally come back internally and my god does it feel good.

Write what you want to write.

Create something you'll be proud of.

Fuck what anyone else has to say.

[severusdefender]

Snape Headcanons? I got.. a few. (I'll probably send more and more as the times go by but for now starting with early childhood/pre-Hogwarts days + maybe a bit of early hogwarts days)

To start off: Tobias Snape is Irish. He snuck into Britain at 18 to enlist in the military there and fought in World War II. Even to his dying day you could still hear the Irish accent in his voice, but it of course had faded out quite a bit.

After the war ended, he didn't quite know what to do and ended up going back to Ireland for awhile.

Eileen had been kicked out of her family thanks to a previous muggle relationship (she had given birth to another child, a set of twins, half sisters to Severus, who he would never meet.)

Eileen and Tobias met on a warm summer day in 1951. They hit it off rather quickly, and the first moment they could, they moved to Britain, as Ireland didn't really seem to suit them.

Fast forward a long few years, prices started inflating and they had to move to a less expensive location, which ended up being Spinners End in Cokeworth. There was other families in Cokeworth, all kinds of people.

Fast forward 5 years, Severus Tobias Snape is born. Eileen kept the whole magic thing a secret, and got pregnant with another child about 3 years after Severus was born. They named her Seraphina Eileen Snape. So the two siblings grew up together.

Of course there were spouts of magic happening constantly, but Eileen managed to cover it up, until Severus was seven (Seraphina was four.) Seraphina had fallen off a branch and almost hit the ground, when suddenly, she was flying. Severus was not too far from her, holding out his hand, little wisps of color coming from it, indicating he was levitating her.

Yeah, Tobias found out. But he didn't really believe it until an explosive argument broke out between the siblings that ended with one of them getting angry enough... And a few glasses exploded.

Not too long after that, Tobias was fired from his job. Cue the drinking, cue the bad childhood beginning.

Of course it was like a slow fall from grace, at first it was just Tobias locking himself in the bathroom and drinking the night away, but then it started escalating to staying in pubs all the time and coming home wasted and spitting mad.

Severus protected his sister the best he could, and was confused himself as to why their father changed so suddenly.

Arguments were frequent between Eileen and Tobias, and suddenly Eileen began shunning her children and blaming them for what was happening to her family, which caused rather frequent arguments between her and Severus.

Eventually Severus started getting into fights with all the kids in the neighborhood constantly. One day when he was 8, he came across some older kids bullying this other girl who looked to be around his age. He ran up on the boys, basically appearing out of nowhere and tackling one of them, starting a fight with the kid. The other two ran off, screaming something along the lines of "Everybody run! It's that crazy Snape boy!!"

He later found out the girl his age, a girl with bright green eyes and fiery red hair, was named Lily. But they didn't become technical friends until a year later.

At first Severus was just confused as to why Lily wanted to be friends with him, he was just some crazy kid who constantly picked a fight with anyone he could. But of course, eventually he accepted his fate.

Seraphina, Severus, and Lily ended up being an infamous trio that everyone in their age range feared quite a bit.

Neither of the Snape kids even found out Lily was magic until they heard her and her sister screaming at each other over it.

After that, when Severus got his official hogwarts letter, Lily also got hers, and Sadly Seraphina would have to wait a few more years.

Severus had wanted to sneak her onto the train, and after he came back from first year to find her injuries, he tried to.

He was almost successful, but when he reached hogwarts he was immediately stopped and brought to Dumbledore's office, where he was forced to send Seraphina back home. Unbeknownst to either of the siblings, this would be the last time Severus saw Seraphina alive...

Severus got back home in a hurry after second year, and he came back to see a figure laying in his bed, and upon closer inspection it was his sister.. But.. She wasn't alive. She looked to have been beaten to a pulp, but there were marks around her neck, showing signs of being strangled.

Needless to say, that was a horrifying discovery. And he spent the next few years being blamed by his parents for it, it being an excuse to abuse and manipulate him.

It wasn't helping at all that he also had these four boys at school that wouldn't leave him alone. And also people in Slytherin talking about muggles and muggle borns badly, and as the days went on, the things they were saying about them.. Didn't sound so wrong.

He came back after third year to find blood, both fresh and dry all over the walls and floors. He searched the house and eventually found in his parents room, his father, stabbed in the neck and his head partially bashed in and his mom, who had hung herself.

(Stay tuned for more-)

this started out cute and became horrifying holy shit

[maraariana01]

❴ On a cold, autumn night... 🌙🍂 ❵

!! Spoiler warning !! This story contains spoilers for The Great Ace Attorney 2 : Resolve. Please make sure you have finished playing/watching a playthrough of it before reading this!

• Author's note: I just wanted to write a really short Shamnoch fic based on one of the headcanons I posted at some point. Also I'm the only person on earth who cares so much about this pairing so <3 yea I just wanted to write something short and sweet lol

Anyway, some things to note, if you don't already know me, are that: 1. this is an AU I created, called Triple Culprit AU, where basically my 3 favorite culprits (Shamspeare, Drebber and Mamemomi) meet each other and they have their own little hideout and go on wacky adventures together :] this takes place shortly after they all meet, so they're still getting to know each other. And they don't have any beds yet so they're all sleeping on the floor next to each other. Read more about this AU here btw 2. I am not going to be using Mamemomi's localized name (or any other japanese character's localized name).

That's about it. Hope you enjoy!

The wind was blowing furiously outside, causing the tree branches to hit the windows of the hideout from time to time, creating an aggressive melody along with the heavy rain landing on the glass as well. It was an unusually cold night for the end of October, even by London's standards.

Enoch Drebber, who has been tossing and turning under the covers for a while now, suddenly sprang up with a gasp, his eyes wide and filled with dread. He stared blankly at the wall for a few moments, trying to slow down his breathing, before quickly turning his head to the right, where a strange noise rang out.

"Oh..." he uttered as soon as he realized there was no need to be alarmed.

On the floor right next to him was Heita Mamemomi, sleeping soundly...and very loudly...without a single care in the world.

The fear then disappeared completely and his expression changed to a more annoyed one. He brought his knees to his chest and let out a sigh as he hugged them.

"Just another damned nightmare..." he thought to himself.

That accursed night from ten years ago was still haunting him, it seemed. The loud gunshot...his own scream of terror...the warm blood splattering all over him... It was an unforgettably terrifying night, no matter how much he desperately tried to forget about it.

"Pray, what troubles thee?" a voice whispered from nearby, this time coming from his left.

Also on the floor next to him, sat William Shamspeare, almost unrecognizable. He wasn't wearing his usual flashy, gaudy outfit. Instead, he wore a simple, pale blue night shirt and his hair was uncurled, now looking a lot longer than before. Drebber wasn't used to seeing him like this at all. It took him a few moments to realize who he was talking to.

"Can't sleep either, huh?" asked the blonde man, completely dropping the act. His usual, nonchalant grin and sparkly eyes were now replaced by a soft, genuine smile and tired eyes that expressed sympathy.

"I suppose not." quietly replied Enoch.

With neither of them able to sleep, they soon found themselves chatting for the next few minutes. As they were talking, Drebber noticed that William started shivering a little.

"It is rather frigid tonight, isn't it..." he admitted.

Shamspeare chuckled. "Perhaps we should huddle together for warmth?" he jokingly suggested.

It really was cold, Drebber could feel it too. He stood there for a moment, lost in thought, processing what the man next to him had just said. Sleeping all snuggled up on a cold, rainy night didn't sound like a bad idea actually. What did he have to lose?

"Alright, very well." he agreed.

"Huh?" William's eyes widened, completely taken aback by Enoch's unexpected response. "Oh...I...wasn't expecting you to actually say yes..." he stammered, turning his head away from the one next to him, trying to hide his face that immediately and inevitably became redder when he heard those words.

"I mean..." continued Drebber "Why the hell not. This way we will both warm up. It's a win-win situation if you ask me."

Shamspeare eagerly inched closer and made himself comfortable, resting his head on Drebber's chest while Drebber put his arm around him. He could hear Enoch's heartbeat, rhythmic, just like clockwork. He stood there and listened to it, trying to calm down his own heartbeat which gradually accelerated ever since he offered this silly suggestion. His cheeks were rosy and his eyes still wide, but he eventually couldn't help but close them, overcome by a feeling of sleepiness and comfort.

And soon, as he held William close to him, so did Enoch. At last, for the first time in years, he finally felt...soft and comfortable. He felt safe, in a way. This man he was embracing, this silly little blonde man, he felt like he could trust him with his life, even though he's only known him for a few weeks. "How strange..." he thought, already moments away from falling asleep. "I've never felt quite like this before..." but before he could finish the thought, he drifted to sleep without even realizing.

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The rays of sunshine peeked through the window, finally announcing the morning's arrival.

"Good morning, lovebirds, time to wake up!" Mamemomi's voice suddenly echoed through the room. He was standing up, looking down at the cuddled up pair on the floor, looking as lively as ever with a big grin on his face. Unlike the white-haired fellow who has just managed to open his eyes and squint at the roommate looming over him.

"Lovebirds?" Drebber looked down at the man who was still peacefully sleeping on his chest, his golden locks shining in the morning light. What a sight to wake up to.

Only now has the realization kicked in. "Oh......." he muttered. Now it was his turn to feel his heart racing and his cheeks burning.

[catohphm]

In HPHM, there are a quartet of characters who are always Ravenclaw regardless of what house your MC is in. Two of them are more outgoing and extroverted, while the other half are more reserved and more often keep to themselves rather than getting involved in the greater events happening at Hogwarts. From Cato’s point of view, generally speaking, he’s closer to the latter, the names of which are Talbott and Badeea. Like with Talbott, he has a close friendship with Badeea where they spend a lot of time together. Now it’s time I share my headcanons for her and Cato. Enjoy!

Like in the main game, Badeea is at first unaware of Cato’s name or the rumors involving his brother and the cursed vaults. She doesn’t pay attention to the drama, instead putting her time into her studies and practicing her art skills. He also doesn’t often approach others himself but as an empathetic individual, he may head out to take a closer look, depending on the circumstances of the situation in question. This was the case when he first met Badeea.

Cato was out in the courtyard when he noticed an easel, the canvas on it was facing a large, low-hanging tree branch. Sitting on the branch was a student wearing a blue headscarf, who was staring at the easel. Curious, Cato decided to take a closer look. He approached the easel and looked to face what was on the canvas. On it was what appeared to be a beautiful painting. It was on the Black Lake near the castle, which rested on a huge outcropping of rocks. The scene was set on a starry night. Small glittering dots were scattered on the water. The artist was painting the boat ride first-years take at the start of their time at Hogwarts.

Staring in awe at the work, Cato then looked around for whoever worked on it. He caught someone sitting on the fallen branch, staring at him. The student was a girl. She was clearly Ravenclaw from the blue scarf she wore, which was called a hijab, and the matching accents on her robes. Feeling nervous, she wanted to say something to the boy looking at her painting, but no one had taken much interest in her art before. In her mind, she didn't know whether she’d be judged or be commended in some way. Cato mustered up the words “... Hello. You made this, right?” The girl nodded. “I think this is really beautiful.” he then commented. Shocked, she said “Thank you, whoever you are. You really think that?” Cato replied “Sure! I can tell these are the boats we rode in at the start of school.” After a brief pause, the Ravenclaw girl took a deep breath in relief. “By the way, I’m Badeea.” introducing herself. Making a hand motion for Cato to come forward, he joined her up on the tree branch. “What would your name be?” Badeea asked him. “My name is Cato, I’m a Ravenclaw too.” he said. She raised a curious look. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m sure I heard the name Cato back in the sorting ceremony.” “It’s nice to meet you too, Badeea!” he enthusiastically said. She pointed out “Cato, that’s a pretty nice name! It’s unique and not too hard to remember. He smiled and thanked her. Returning the compliment, he remarked “Badeea I don’t think is a name I hear much either, but it’s pretty good too!” She smiled too and they shared a confident handshake.

Following their first meaning, Cato would stop by to see Badeea when he was bored, and watch her paint. Even after he started watching, it would still be a while before others would pay attention to her work. Cato though enjoyed it as it was a great distraction from the combined stresses of the Cursed Vaults and keeping up with his studies. Badeea worked on her projects during Defense Against the Dark Arts to help pass the time spent with incompetant, boring teachers until the arrival of Rakepick in her and Cato’s fifth year. He was supportive and had a good eye for details, becoming a good source of constructive feedback for her. When he thinks about it, Cato wouldn’t be sure where he’d be if it weren’t for being able to watch Badeea paint during DADA.

It was also from her that he was exposed to the process of inventing new spells. Cato had learned duelling as means of self-defense when standing up to bullies. He was interested in new spells that could be used during duels so that he could be able to better protect his friends and have a better chance of facing the dangers in the Cursed Vaults. Although it would be a few years until Badeea would come with a useful spell, her attempts would inspire Cato to not be afraid to explore new ones he can’t find in any textbooks. The lack of a good DADA professor until the fifth year also motivated him to look more into duelling as a way to refine his skills with defensive magic.

When the Portrait Vault’s curse revealed itself during the 1988-1989 school year, Badeea continued to focus on her art when not working on assignments. She grew to be fearless and didn’t let the danger get in the way. S

Badeea was concerned for her and friends’ safety, but knowing Cato was there to support her made her feel comfortable. He looked up to her take on what was happening at Hogwarts that term as a way to remain positive and not let the fears get to him. Cato also greatly appreciated it when Badeea helped keep Penny company when the thought of her sister being in danger got to her a lot.

By his seventh year, he was leary of dealing with all the drama and strange events at Hogwarts. He made it a point to focus on his studies as much as possible, but even then Cato would grow overworked and tired. Badeea was one of the friends who helped him study and make sure he was comfortable if he needed rest. She gave him a portrait of the first time they met on the tree branch as a parting gift when it came time to graduate. Although they’d from then on be split by distance and different career paths, they continued to keep in contact through letters, even though they’d take a while to get across.

[lewis-winters]

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oh? me? writing about single dad!lewis who is a disaster human being but a good dad to a precocious little girl named Bea who adores him but at the same time thinks her daddy is the silliest person to ever exist?

you bet your ASS i am.

anyway, here have this headcanon list:

Bea is Lew's little girl from a one night stand. her mom didn't want to abort, but she didn't want to keep her, either. Lew considered putting her up for adoption, but the second the doctors let him hold her he knew that that just wasn't an option.

at that point, Lew never really knew what love was. not really. but looking down at that lil bundle in his arms that resembled more a bean than human, he decided then and there that that is exactly what true love feels like.

Bea is AMAB and has always known she was a girl. Lew always indulged her, especially when she finally learned how to talk and walk and have opinions. if Bea said she wanted to wear a dress or play with dolls or grow out her hair, he'd let her and he'd sass down anybody that let her feel like she couldn't. bc of that, Bea never thought that she was anything but a girl for ages.

i mean, the only thing she truly hated was her name. bc it was a boy's name and was therefore very ugly.

when she was four, she told Lew and everybody that would listen that she wanted to be called Beatrix-with-an-X instead of the name they gave her. she heard it on tv one day and loved it so much, she just decided to use it and that was that.

I wouldn't say Lew didn't have his moments of crisis over it-- he had a whole paradigm shift, and he definitely had to read up some stuff and talk to people, but he never let Bea know it. that's his baby girl. and he loves her. he'd never forgive himself if he'd ever let her feel otherwise.

he calls her BumbleBea on a regular basis, but in his head and when referring to her to anybody else, he calls her Little Miss Nixon

occassionally Little Miss Hypochondriac if she's being particularly fussy that day

bc Bea is VERY fussy

she's under the belief that her daddy doesn't take care of himself very much. she is right. Lew does not like to admit it.

she prepares his vitamins and reminds him to drink water and eat his veggies

they take care of each other a lot

Lew makes sure Bea does her homework and is polite and gets dressed real nice and is making the right friends

Bea makes sure Lew remembers to brush his teeth or eat breakfast or drink water or dress up warm during the winter

their little mantra in the morning is--

Lew: Be good, but if you need to be bad--

Bea: Don't get caught!

Bea also understands sarcasm a bit too well for a baby child

Lew says it's the natural Nixon gene. Blanche says it's bc Bea spends way too much time with Lew.

Bea calls Lew two things: Daddy, on the regular, and Dada when she wants to be cuddled or carried or held or comforted

Lew has NO idea why she does, but every time he hears her call him Dada while holding out her arms in a silent request to be picked up, he melts into a puddle

George, Lew's old college buddy and Bea's godfather, and Blanche are her regular babysitters. she loves them both so much but she definitely loves Blanche more because when she's with Aunt Blanche she gets presents

George treats her like a mini adult, which just kinda reinforces why she's so fluent in sarcasm to begin with or why she's half as mischievous as she is.

Bea is a morning person. Lew is a night owl. when Bea was a baby, this was definitely a problem, bc she'd have Lew running to her side at 3 am, so much so that he just moved her bassinet to his room and then just little by little let her migrate to his bed and let her serve as his alarm clock.

but when she started to walk and talk and become big enough to do things on her own, they've come up with a system where she'd get up, try her best to make Lew coffee, then wake him up with kisses

the coffee is never good but Lew swallows it down anyway

Lew is very good at braiding hair for some reason

Bea always did say that her Daddy is fit to be a stay at home husband bc he keeps track of their household stuff better than his at work stuff

Lew doesnt work at the plant-- Stanhope didn't like the name Beatrix, let's just say. Lewis told him to go fuck himself. thankfully before doing that, he saved enough money to sustain him and Bea until he could find a job. also, he has a group of very good friends and an amazing sister who stuck by him and Bea, so really, leaving Nixon behind to get a fresh new start in New York with his baby girl was the best decision he has ever made

(Lew always says Bea saved him somehow-- taking care of another human being helped him learn, little by little, how to take care of himself. how to function. he wants to be a better man for Bea, wants to be able to be somebody she's proud of. and by wanting that and doing everything to be that, he's managed to heal himself. day by day. it hasn't been easy. but it has been worth it.)

(he still drinks, though. but never in front of Bea. and never more than a glass. he can't afford to go down that road right now. not with Bea.)

Bea meets Dick first. she's seven years old in a brand new school being run by her dad's college friend and her godmother, Kitty and Dick, fresh from his last tour in Iraq, is there to visit Kitty's boyfriend and fellow teacher, Harry, who is his old college buddy.

Bea likes Mr Winters very much and talks about him to Lew when she gets home

Dick, of course, is easily charmed by this precocious lil girl with an inquisitive nature and an oddly dry sense of humor. He's planning on getting a job in the school's administrative branch so he's there quite a lot. Bea always stops to talk to him, and he never fails to humor her. He rather enjoys her company.

Lew, otoh, is getting very jealous

all Bea can talk about is Mr Winters said this and Mr Winter said that and ooohhh did you know Mr Winters was a soldier? that's pretty cool

Lew has a 9-5 desk job. Bea doesn't think that's very cool.

bc of this, Lew does not like this Mr Winters on principle

All of Bea's godparents (George, Kitty, Lip, and Ron) and her Aunt Blanche think this is hilarious

Everytime Lew sees them, he grumbles about Mr Winters. This, of course, drives Kitty to find a way to introduce them.

so, during during the Parent Teacher Conference, Lew meets Dick. and he finds he does like Mr Winters after all. he likes Mr Winters a lot.

Dick, otoh, sees Bea light up and run into Lew's open arms, giggling when Lew peppers her face with kisses and raspberries, and immediately knows he is very much In Trouble.

Bea, being perceptive as she is, picks up on their mutual crushes on each other and thinks they're meant to be (she's right, of course) and immediately starts trying to push them together.

Bea: Mr Winters, do you like bad boys?

Dick, who most definitely has always had a thing for dark haired, rakish characters with hearts of gold and is also blushing very hard: Uh... sure I do

Bea: Great. Because my daddy is bad at everything.

it becomes Bea's mission to get her daddy and Mr Winters together

she doesn't have a plan for it. she just waits to throw them at each other at every opportunity until something happens.

she's very determined. Lew would stop and admire her ambition if only he wasn't busy fumbling into this new relationship with Dick while also doing his best to be a good dad.

and it's all very cute and fluffy and nothing bad ever happens ever bc this is my au, gdi, and i'm allowed to be as indulgent as i want, thank you.

[luuxxart]

THIS IS ME ASKING FOR YOUR FERDITHEABERT HEADCANONS I didn't even know how badly I needed this ot3!!

THABK YOU FOR ENABLIGN ME

SO MUCH under the cut

I’m gonna go with individual ships first and then branch into ferditheabert that way it’s easier to sort of chronicle ???

Also someone remind me to write a fic one day im literally going to go through an entire plotline over here sndmdkdkdkd

Pre-Timeskip Ferdithea

I think this one would be the one that would happen first

I’m a whore for canon so everything definitely happens according to the supports imo

Ferdinand sort of just goes with the flow and is nice to everyone but anyone with eyes can see he’s madly in love with Dorothea

Just absolutely head over heels like

“If you asked me to jump off a bridge right now I would go do it” kind of head over heels madly in love

Dorothea is aware but is trying very hard not to be

She doesn’t really get it because she’s still under the impression he was gawking at her in the fountain and suddenly feels guilty about it now that they’re pretty much on the same pedestal

And as Dorothea navigates how she feels about Ferdinand and his adoration of her, she turns to Hubert’s relationship with Edelgard

Pre-Timeskip Huberthea

Dorothea pesters Hubert endlessly about his feelings for Edelgard

Knowing that his feelings for her aren’t romantic is relieving, but she’s not sure why

Especially because this now makes Ferdinand’s doting on her even more confusing

So she hangs around Hubert, much to his annoyance, to see what fuels his drive for Edelgard

She ends up doing a few tasks with him like buying some Bergamot, polishing axes, and eventually uh

They touch hands

While harvesting some Noa Fruit

And the ensuing weekend dinner with the Professor becomes all the more awkward because of course the Professor is playing matchmaker after noticing the time they’ve been spending together

Then one day Dorothea notices Hubert drinking coffee and is like

Holy shit that stuff we used to drink to stay up for five fucking acts of an opera how do you drink that

But he makes a bombass brew and suddenly the caffeine addiction is back

They don’t really talk about the almost-touches and the wistful talks about romance that don’t really go anywhere

But Dorothea manages to convince Hubert to do some things for himself (like planting coffee beans in the greenhouse and like vent)

And Hubert’s errands for Edelgard takes Dorothea’s mind off the stress of finding a suitor

Because devotion to someone or something is ,,, honestly a lot more important than money

And holy shit maybe there’s something to Ferdinand’s actions?????

Oh well better ignore it for now

Pre-Timeskip Ferdibert

But this is where it gets cOMPLICATED folks

Hubert is VERY aware that what he has with Dorothea is bordering romantic but he’s trying to push that down a because he feels like he doesn’t deserve someone who could be as devoted to him as he is to them

He’s ALSO trying to push down his feelings for Ferdinand mostly because he knows that Ferdinand is currently pursuing Dorothea

So Hubert is caught in the middle between the two

If at all, he tries to focus a little more on his attraction to Ferdinand because he understands that Dorothea is currently not interested in either one of them

(or else she would’ve said something, right????)

Also, due to Ferdinand being heir apparent to the prime ministry, Hubert has an excuse to keep watch over him

I mean

What can I say except Hubert is morosexual

He wants someone to fix/take care of and currently Dorothea is not exhibiting that need

Ferdinand tho? dude would literally lose his head if it weren’t attached to his neck

Eventually Hubert draws up a proposal to have a double prime ministry so that he can overlook Ferdinand’s actions in the future

He ends up tucking the draft into a drawer, but the idea tends to sit at the tip of his tongue every time he sees Ferdinand

He’s afraid Ferdinand will see it for what it is

A proposal proposal

And that’s exactly what it is

And he (no thoughts) talks to Dorothea about it and she (head empty) encourages him to propose it at the dance

Pre-Timeskip Goddess Tower

so after presumably edelethy actions have happened and the goddess tower becomes unoccupied,

Hubert asks Ferdinand to accompany him up to the tower for the government proposal™️

Ferdinand doesn’t suspect anything

But then they get up there and Dorothea is there, waiting to pour her heart out to Hubert because she realizes if she doesn’t nip it in the bud, she’ll never have a devoted suitor (and also she still doesn’t realize that this is a proposal proposal)

So then it basically becomes that spiderman meme with all the spidermen pointing at each other because they all have dumb stupid crushes on each other

Problem is they’re all young and dumb and they don’t know how to sort it out so they just don’t and leave

Post-Timeskip Ferdithea

So war happens and everyone’s pretty distant from each other

Then the Professor comes back and is extremely upset to see all the rifts between everyone

So everyone kind of tries

But that’s hard because it’s been five years and the rifts are now pretty much ravines

Ferdinand finally gets the nerve up to talk to Dorothea again because he’s at his breaking point

He can’t stand not talking to either of them and Dorothea’s more open to talking

Their A support happens and Dorothea finally understands why Ferdinand did the things he did

ONLY PROBLEM IS

NOW HUBERT/EDELGARD IS VERY CONFUSING AGAIN

Post-Timeskip Huberthea

So Dorothea finally confronts Hubert again and asks him again if he truly loves Edelgard

He decidedly does not

He also decidedly does not want to speak to Dorothea after the Goddess Tower Incident

Dorothea begs him to at least speak to Ferdinand

Hubert considers this

Post-Timeskip Ferdibert

Meanwhile, Ferdinand is mending the bridge between himself and Hubert

They have their A+ Support

They start doing missions together

And after Hubert protects Ferdinand from a close call with a Faerghus fusillade, Ferdinand starts to see what Dorothea saw in Hubert

Uh the devotion that is

Now Ferdiberthea :)

So have i said devotion enough yet? Because that’s the name of the game

And Dorothea fuckiNg misses Hubert

and Ferdinand is pretty much spending all his time with Hubert so Dorothea ends up missing him a lot too

(Also at this point both Ferdithea/ferdibert have become an unspoken thing around Garreg Mach and everyone is VERY confused)

(Except the Professor who is watching their matchmaking attempts come to fruition)

So anyway Dorothea has Edelgard arrange for her to go on the next mission with Hubert and Ferdinand

And OOPS ITS WINTER AND THEY ALL GET STRANDED IN A SMALL TOWN WITH ONLY A ONE BED ROOM OPEN AT AN INN

it’s a king size don’t worry

They just have to get used to each other’s company for a long Pegasus Moon

Ferdinand catches onto the coldness between Hubert and Dorothea so he tries to find situations to get them alone together

So after a couple of those moments, Hubert and Dorothea have a colder version of their A support out in the small town market

There’s some crying, some consoling, and a passionate makeout back at the inn followed by Ferdinand reaping the spoils by joining in

When they get back to Garreg Mach, they become an impervious wall of magic and equestrian fighting

They also become an impervious wall of love and devotion

Miscellaneous headcanons

Ferdinand always sleeps in the middle just because Hubert and Dorothea can be all over each other one minute, and suddenly need space the next

It’s not that they don’t like each other, they’re just both A LOT sometimes

Dorothea and Hubert often stay up longer than Ferdinand because they are very avid coffee drinkers

They double team carrying him back to the bedroom if he ends up nodding off at a late night war meeting

One thing to keep in mind is that I also headcanon Hubert as trans

And so he has met Dorothea at an opera in person before Garreg Mach, she just doesn’t recognize him, and he’s gonna let it stay that way

But it was with her that he was introduced to coffee, which sort of helped him through Edelgard’s disappearance (if you count staying up until the crack of dawn to plan ways to rescue her as “help”)

Hubert will never admit that he’s sick because he is devoted to his royal duties

so Dorothea and Ferdinand take turns staying with him to make sure he doesn’t move and fulfilling his duties in his absence

Ferdinand is still very fuCking reckless and hes even more reckless in war so it takes both dark knight!Hubert and gremory!Dorothea (riding on Hubert’s horse usually) to keep great knight!Ferdinand in check

Were you also disappointed that Dorothea wasn’t a theater/opera kid meme? Me too.

Anyway she is. And so is Ferdinand. So they convert Hubert into operakidism and then proceed to annoy the rest of the black eagles endlessly with opera songs and dance numbers

Listen, if u haven’t seen the Manuela/Ferdinand supports,,, like

Manuela is an enabler of the opera kids just saying

also it is no secret that Ferdinand is a horse girl and he ends up turning the other two into horse girls as well and eventually the rest of the black eagles have to ban horses from conversation entirely

Pegasi were already banned from conversation because of Hubert

Eventually the three get married and have a couple kids by mage

They take an annual winter vacation in a small town to rekindle any sparks they might lose in the stress of governance