#renfield headcanon

[spiders-rob]

Personally my headcanon for the brides in the Universal uh, universe, is that they just straight up mostly don't really care much about Dracula anymore. In vampire terms basically he left them for his secretary and, at varying speeds they all came to terms with this and more or less moved on with their lives. One was relieved. One was stoic but secretly very, very sad and will never fully stop grieving because she refuses to process any emotions ever. One grieved and raged wildly and went on a rampage about it but worked through it quickly. They are all together now as each other's wives.

Relieved one doesn't really care where her food comes from and can easily be persuaded to let victims live/feed from willing people but just as easily can be convinced to kill randoms. She's kinda ambivalent. Food is food, y'know? Who cares?

The one who went on a rampage TRIES to stick to nonlethal consensual feeding but loses control/has cheat days every few months at best. She's very tortured and emo about it afterwards.

The one who is still in mourning has 0 remorse and would never stop killing. They're vampires. Why wouldn't they kill? That's pussy shit. Except she would never curse so she wouldn't phrase it that way. She'll brutally murder hundreds of people but she would never say a bad word. (Bad words are for poor people, drinks, and drunks)

All that said, Relieved would probably congratulate Renfield on the killing. And even Rampage would be supportive, having come to terms with how Dracula was pretty awful to all of them. But Stoic? Stoic would fight him to the death while the other two tried to pull her away and talk things out. Hell, even if she didn't know about the killing Dracula thing she'd get mad at him for "stealing" her husband and probably call him a slut or even get worked up and say a homophobic slur. Despite herself having not one but two wives.

I may in fact write this at some point but frankly I don't even know how/if they would ever find out Dracula was killed or "killed" given how thoroughly not a part of their lives (unlives?) he was at that point.

[rebloggingrexan]

Also, I'm sorry but there is no way someone as squirmy and coked up as Teddy Lobo sat still long enough to get something as big and painful as his neck tattoo.

We all know that fuckin' thing is a temp tattoo

[corvys-clover]

Happy pride, folks <3<3<3

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[vickyvicarious]

"I ran downstairs then, but could see no sign of him. I looked into Renfield's room; but there was no trace there except——!" Again he paused. "Go on," said Harker hoarsely; so he bowed his head and moistening his lips with his tongue, added: "except that the poor fellow is dead."

I want Arthur to have been with/comforted Renfield as he died for Renfield's sake. I want him not to have simply died alone on the floor of the room he's been imprisoned in. I want him to have been thanked and soothed and treated like a person in his last living moments. I want him to have the assurance that he's helped them drive Dracula away from Mina. I want it to be Arthur specifically because he is so kind and because the former Lord Godalming was someone he knew in his youth, so maybe the resemblance could have taken him back to better days.

I also want Arthur to have been there during this death for his sake. But not in a comforting way, necessarily. Arthur is surrounded by death in this book. So far he has lost his father, Mrs. Westenra, Lucy, Lucy again... One more now feels fitting in a horribly sad way but also like it might help somehow. One more person he can't save... He is emotionally open enough (and emotionally overwrought enough) to potentially cry here and I think it could simultaneously be a comfort to Renfield that there is someone who would cry for him, and a little bit cathartic to Arthur too. Jack says that even after admitting Renfield died, "I could not but feel that Art was keeping back something; but, as I took it that it was with a purpose, I said nothing." Unless I'm remembering wrongly, we never hear what might be held back here or what the purpose might be. It makes me wonder. I'd kind of love it if Arthur made some kind of promise to Renfield. Maybe to bury him safely, maybe to carry on the fight against Dracula, maybe to ensure he won't rise into anything worse than death. Certainly if the latter he may not feel it's a good time to mention it in front of Mina. Or maybe he just spoke with him and it felt private enough that he doesn't want to talk about it. Regardless, it would be such a good moment.

[pillow-anime-talk]

reaction to his s/o’s death.

request: hi! how would moriarty the patriot characters react to his girlfriends death? sorry my english is bad becaues it’s not my language. if you don’t want to do it, dont do. have a nice day/evening😁

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; romance; drama; angst; death and blood mention; pregnancy and cancer mention too; suggestive

includes: female reader ft. sherlock holmes, jack renfield, james bond, fred porlock, george lestrade {mtp}

author’s note: hiii, thank you so much!

— SHERLOCK

↘ Your death was sudden. Sherlock was not prepared for it at all. He wanted to spend time with you that day at your favorite cafe on the corner of one of London’s streets. He wanted to eat apple pie with you, drink some coffee or tea with honey, and at the end take a walk along the park, talking about plans for the coming weeks.

↘ Your smiling face and eyes full of love, which shone even more at the sight of sweets, were muffled after a short while by the screams of the barista and customers, as well as gunshots, probably the most ordinary pistol. This day was going to be great, but it ended with a shooting by a madman.

↘ The sight of your body covered in blood and your blurred eyes was something indescribable to the man. After everything, the only question left was: Why didn’t he take you somewhere else? The feeling of guilt overwhelmed Sherlock Holmes like nothing else.

— JACK

↘ Just a few hours earlier, you were teasing each other about what to have for dinner, and a little after five in the evening, when you and your dog went for a short walk around the tenements, Jack heard many screams. He quickly put the newspaper he was reading on the table next to his cup of coffee, and then went to the huge window to see what had happened.

↘ The man could only see the galloping horse, the driver shouting incomprehensible words to God, your dog – Sharon – curled up under… you lying in a pool of blood, dirt and mud.

↘ That was when Jack cried for the first time in ten years, since your wedding.

— JAMES

↘ Together with James and William, you went to fulfill a mission; it was a simple task. Talk to the suspect, make a deal, possibly admit guilt and consider the punishment for the sins that the person was supposed to have committed.

↘ At first, everything was going well. Harold Stein, a German who came to London five years ago, was a human trafficker, who he brought from Germany. Pimping was a huge crime, so the three of you decided that there was no other punishment for the man than to hand him over to the police. And it was probably these words caused him to become so furious and disapproving. In an instant, the flash of a knife was within your sight. You quickly jumped away from the criminal, and then, with the will to fight, you wanted to stop him by saying that nothing would improve his situation.

↘ Your good spirit and aversion to aggression caused the knife to move towards you in an instant, and the next thing you felt was cold in your hands and toes. Looking down at the knife stuck straight into your chest, you just laughed. Flying bullets, fights, and poison had never defeated you… it was just a knife. Seeing this, James went into a rage, and even the calm and powerful William couldn’t stop him.

— FRED

↘ Fred understood the concept of death, he had dealt with it for a very long time, especially working for the Moriarty brothers.

↘ However, he never understood and never would understand the concept of the death of someone close to him, beloved, so precious. You were so young, so beautiful and had your whole life ahead of you; you wanted to write, sing, dance ballet, you wanted to open your own café, start a family with Fred in the future, have a pet and a garden where you would grow your favorite vegetables for salads or dinners. And yet cancer, for which a cure had not yet been invented, took you away from Fred in half a year.

↘ And although he had seen your life fading away for the last six months, at the funeral he could not hold back his tears and emotions; even Louis, even his mother, even God himself could not calm his suffering soul or soothe the longing that was visible in his gaze when he kissed your forehead for the last time in the coffin before placing it in the grave.

— GEORGE

↘ To George, you were a real princess, real Queen. And when you got pregnant with your first child, your husband couldn’t have been happier; a beloved woman, a home together, a long-awaited baby that would bear his surname, and also plans for the future like a secure old age and a group of grandchildren around the two of you sitting in old armchairs. Could it have been more beautiful?

↘ It certainly could have been... different. George had many enemies, but when you entered a relationship with him, you knew what to expect. So for five years you lived quietly, not sticking your neck out too much, enjoying being his life partner and future mother. However, everything changed on that one rainy night, when your beloved stayed at work longer than usual, wanting to finish some paperwork. And that’s when someone broke into your apartment. At first, they took what seemed valuable and expensive; your necklace, pocket watch, a bottle of red dry wine, a cigar, your grandmother’s rings, and also gold in small bars. And you would probably have survived that night if not for the instinct that told you to wake up and check if your husband had already returned.

↘ Instead of George, however, you saw a stranger who, upon seeing you, immediately attacked you with a vase standing on the dresser. In a moment, you found yourself on the floor with a terrible headache and spots before your eyes. The only thing you could think about was your husband and child in your belly. Unfortunately, your beloved returned too late and the sight he found was worse than all the nightmares he had dreamed of throughout his life. Guilt, anger, sadness, mourning, a desire for revenge… And in all of this, emptiness and loneliness...

[rebloggingrexan]

I caught this the first time I saw in the theatre, but they forgot to erase (?) some filming equipment from the shot where Robert drags Dracula to the ground after Dracula sticks his fangs through Robert's hands. Not a complaint though, it didn't break my immersion or anything, just a detail I haven't seen anyone else catch.

[ID: Two shots of Renfield holding Dracula down with his legs in the ground, he pushes his arms on his back and moves his body up. In the background are a rack of torture devices, as well as some filming equipment with a large white sheet, a white circular device with a metal bar. The next image is from immediately after, zoomed out with the filming equipment removed. Renfield is still keeping Dracula on the ground and he screams "No! Oh, no!" /End ID]

[made-of-wood]

How do I bring back the Renfield fandom? Do I just like.. leave out flies for you guys to follow like a trail?

How about some headcanons?

- Renfield begins to study bugs after quitting eating them. (For the most part.)

- Renfield has a lot of religious guilt that goes untalked about.

- Renfield would be amazing in fast food service (let's be so honest, he'd hate it at the same time).

- Rebecca would nickname Renfield pest control as a joke.

- Renfield would absolutely love goth culture, or at least the music.

.. Also I'd just like to put the vision of Renfield working at Hot Topic in people's heads.

[froggywritesstuff]

halloween with teddy lobo (headcanons)

ship/pairing: Teddy Lobo x g/n!reader

fandom: Renfield (2023)

request: anon: hi! if you’re still taking requests for teddy, please a fluffy teddy x gn!reader of them doing halloween tgther! even hcs 🫶 ty!

warnings: possessive behavior, mentions of physical fights, mentions of cocaine and getting high/drunk

word count: 630

A/N: might edit or add more to these later, but i wanted to get them out before halloween was over, hope you enjoy :)

teddy loves halloween

will literally BEG to wear a matching couples costume with you

he'll find you breathtaking no matter what you wear 

he may or may not do it on purpose but his costume ends up looking a little slutty

whatever makeup your costumes need, teddy insists on doing each others makeup

but he ends up flustered from being so close to you

your makeup may end up looking not so good

whether your costume ends up being more modest or not, teddy will end up fighting anyone who has anything negative to say about how you look

like yeah his bark is much worse than his bite, but he won’t hesitate to cuss anyone out if they so much as give you a dirty look

if he ends up getting high or drunk (he most likely will) then a fight will escalate very quickly and turn physical

as concerning as his possessiveness paired with his unearned confidence can be, it’s kind of sweet watching him defend you and risk getting a black eye or bloody nose

yes he goes all out decorating the lobo mansion

no you're not helping him, this is the perfect opportunity to show off his 'strength'

when he lifts something and tells you how heavy it was please just congratulate him, it'll make him shut up sooner

he constantly asks you if you like what he's done or not, while also insisting that he knows better about decorating

you'll most likely end up being taken out to a party or a club with teddy

where he literally will not shut up about how good you look, and brags to everyone that you're together

but if parties and crowds aren’t something you’re comfy with or they’re just not your thing, he’ll stay at home with you for a quieter night in together

there are a few parents in new orleans who just don’t care enough about their children, so you end up getting a few trick or treaters at the lobo mansion

he gets bored in between waiting for more trick or treaters and nearly eats all the candy

in his defence, he was left unsupervised (as you were literally right next to him attempting to take the candy bowl from him)

it’s funny watching teddy not know how to interact with kids (you half expected him to bring out a bowl of little baggies of cocaine for trick or treaters)

and since he’s being deprived of people to brag about you to, he ends up yapping to these poor kids about how he’s dating you

tries using gen alpha/brainrot slang. fails miserably

you give the kids extra candy for their troubles and drag teddy inside

to satisfy his need to brag about you to people, he posts nearly hundreds of photos of you and him in your costumes (mainly you with not so subtle indications that he was with you when the photos were taken)

gets so excited about carving pumpkins with you 

buys pumpkins to carve and gets soooo pissy when he's not immediately perfect at it

even more so if yours turns out better than his

eventually he’ll act like he doesn’t care about it - as if it wasn’t his idea - and he’ll carve like a penis or something dumb on his pumpkin

if you watch a scary movie that doesn’t scare you, teddy tries acting so tough and brave when he’s attempting to sneakily hide behind you for half of the movie

if you’re scared by the movie he’s so relieved. he makes fun of you at first, and denies being scared when he’s literally hiding under a blanket with you

the night ends with lots of cuddling as teddy talks your ear off before eventually drifting off to sleep

[ink-and-blood-goddess]

🪳🩸Dating Robert Montague Renfield Headcanons I🪳🩸

A/N- I watched Renfield for the second time a few days ago after watching it for the first time back in June and decided to write headcanons for our favorite, beloved character.

So, this is my first time writing character dating headcanons and had this saved up in my drafts for a few months. I’m going to be doing several of these as separate posts so that I don’t go overboard when I write the headcanons out

Also, I’m adding Renfield to my fourth list of character fanfic requests, so be on the lookout for that :) 

So please enjoy these headcanons…

Warnings: Some language, minor angst, mentions of past abuse, minor violence, and a fluffy relationship

Citrus Scale: 🍎

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The two of you met at Assholes Anonymous at the local church one night. Just two complete strangers listening to other people’s problems and how they got here.

You were the same way too. Looking for a place to spill all your fillings out after having a huge falling out with your NOW ex shitty boyfriend. It felt like the floodgates opened up once you began to talk about your fucked up relationship.

Sobbing over everything he’s done to you for the past few years you were together. Everybody sat there including him, listening what you��ve been through with a fucking low life like your ex. 

After the meeting, he came up to you at the refreshments table to see how you were doing. Your eyes were very red and puffy from all the crying, he felt very bad for you. He took out his handkerchief and wiped away stray tears that were left on your cheeks.

He was so kind to you, the two of you started to talk with one another.

“I’m Robert Montague Renfield,” he held out his hand. You extended yours and shook his hand gently. “Nice to meet you Robert Montague Renfield, I’m (Y/N) (L/N).” You said with a smile.

The two of you hit it off pretty well. You saw one another again at the next meeting and it was his turn to talk. He talked about his narcissistic boss that always gave him problems at his job and how it was hard for him to work with that type of person.

You felt more bad for him than yourself. Having his boss hound him everyday was harsh enough. That’s when something incredible happened.

After the meeting was over, he came up to you all nervous looking, fiddling with his hands, “(Y/N). Would you like to go get some dinner with me? I know a great place in the square.”

You nodded your head, “yes. I would love to grab a bite to eat, Robert.” He smiled back and both of you locked arms as you walked out the door.

Once the two of you got to the restaurant and seated at your table, you started talking about your lives.

Robert talked about his stressful job and how his boss is making his whole life a living hell. You talked about your very shitty ex boyfriend and basically walked all over you for the past few years.

“Wow. It sounds like we were destined for each other Miss (Y/N),” he said with a smile. “Yeah. I guess we were,” you laughed a bit.

After dinner, Robert offered to walk back with you to your place and you said yes.

You walked hand in hand, as you finally arrived at your apartment door on the third floor.

Before you went to unlock the door, Robert cupped your face with his hands, leaned over, and pressed his lips against yours. They felt soft and sweet on your warm skin.

Once he was done and lifted his head back up, you felt your face blush from the sudden move. Robert’s face turned to a bright pink shade as he laughed a bit.

“I had a great time tonight Robert. Thank you again,” you giggled. “ I did too. Good night (Y/N).” He leaned over again and kissed the top of your head. “Yes. Good night to you too Robert.” Then the two of you waved each other goodbye as Robert walked away and you went into your apartment.

From that night on, a relationship blossomed between the two of you.

Robert took you on all kinds of dates all over the city. Brunches, lunches, dinners, cafes, picnics, movies, a night under the stars, etc.

He really understood you and your feelings. Robert made you feel important more than ever.

Everything was going well, until your ex boyfriend came back. He wanted to have a fresh start and wanted to start over with you. But you saw through him quickly.

When you told him to leave, he grabbed you and held you by your throat against the wall.

“Listen to me you little bitch. You don’t belong to anybody else, but me. You belong to me and me only.” You let out a soft whimper, as tears fell down your face.

Before he could do anything else to you, the door to your apartment burst open and you saw Robert charging straight in towards your ex. He tackled him full force into the kitchen, with his hand letting go of you and dropping you to the floor.

You could hear the crunching of bones and tearing of flesh, as you watched Robert beat him into a bloody pulp and then stopped.

After a few seconds of silence, Robert turned and looked over his shoulder at you. His hands and face were covered with blood splatter. When you looked into his eyes, they weren’t blue. Instead, they were a golden yellow.

You wanted to get up and run out the door, but your legs felt frozen in place. Your soft whimpers turned into cries for help.

Robert quickly dashed towards you and embraced you in a tight hug. “Oh dear God (Y/N). I’m so so sorry you had to watch that.” He said, as he buried his face into your hair and ran his fingers through the strands. You continued to cry as you buried yourself into his soft sweater. Then as your cries soften, Robert cupped your face with both hands as he wiped away the tears with his thumbs.

“But never in my whole life, I’ll ever harm you in any way. I’ll protect you and make sure you’ll be safe. I swear it.” He said, as his eyes changed back to that beautiful blue color. He kissed the top of your head and then kissed your lips in a soft embrace.   

[trace-owo]

Autism is very often genetic family heritage.

It makes sense to me, that's all Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ

[insecthusbandry]

Hey there buddy what r u hiding behind your back?

[spiders-rob]

Headcanons: How Renfield (2023) characters feel about people shorter/taller than them

Dracula: Physical stature is irrelevant. Humans are all ants whether they know it yet or not.

Tedward: With taller people, he will be insecure and he will take it out on the other person by mocking their height. With shorter people, he will bully and mock them about being short.

Carol: Tall women are beautiful but intimidating. Tall men are kinda scary but she would not admit this. Short women are friend-shaped and sometimes very cute. Short men are literally just some guy. All non-binary people are fellow queers regardless of height and therefore Carol will relax more around them.

Caitlyn: attracted to tall men. She knows she's not ready to date again yet tho so it's mostly hypothetical. Anyway she's got a crush on a woman so once she is ready to date her feelings about tall men might be kinda irrelevant.

Karla: Finds shorter people pretty/cute.

Bob: As long as you don't joke about his height you're fine

Rebecca: "Height is a social construct", Will make short jokes about herself but that is not permission for anyone else to do so. Unless you're funny.

Robert: He's pretty tall so if you're taller than him it's surprising anyway. A bit nervous about fighting people taller than him, as seen in canon. He does worry about "looming" over others as he doesn't generally want to come off as intimidating/suspicious. He's also used to wanting to be smaller in order to go unnoticed/be less of a target. This all put together means he tends to hunch in on himself or try to seem smaller (especially around shorter people) when he's feeling insecure or nervous. Occasionally people will compliment his height and he gets very flustered.

Mandy: Enjoys it when people underestimate her for her height/gender/etc. It's funny because then she kills them and the look on their face is priceless.

Mark: He had a thing for tall guys in high-school but at this point he doesn't really care as much.

Kate: Doesn't really care unless she's teasing Rebecca about being short. (Sibling privileges.) Rebecca teases her about being tall which she doesn't care about but acts offended by/bickers back about, on principle. She does take note of everyone's height but that's more in a "constantly remembering details about people in case they turn out to be criminals and she needs to give a detailed report" fbi paranoia kind of way.

[sprinklysparkle]

[gerardway-is-my-babygirl]

Thinking about Renfield stitching up Dracula's old clothes whenever he finds them In a pile somewhere. He grabs moth eaten blazers and button up shirts and ties and fixes them up and puts them somewhere nice where they won't get destroyed again.

He's such a little housewife and I can't stop thinking about him sitting on the floor of the hospital with a thread and needle humming his favourite songs while Dracula sleeps. Sometimes he repairs clothes deep Into the night and Dracula wakes up to the sounds of his familiar pricking his fingers and humming to himself. Most times he startles Renfield with his presence and makes his familiar prick himself on purpose, though on rare occasions he lets Renfield continue for a little longer while he scratches him behind the ear like a dog.

After Dracula dies he ends up teaching himself how to knit and crochet with all of the free time he has. He has a giant basket full of yarn and spends all day and all night just repeating the same motions with a needle over and over again. He's a very fidgety person and loves the simple movements of his wrists whenever he makes something (It's definitely a stim for him)

Rebecca comes over and finds him after he hasn't slept In 3 days and drags him over to his bed and tidies up while he naps. He's pretty bad at crocheting at the start, and the yarn keeps coming loose, but he gradually Improves at following patterns he finds In magazines (grandma coded) until he manages to make a blanket for Rebecca!

[that-one-stressed-person]

Renfield Headcanons (pre-mania)!!

i’ll make another for my headcanons on him for after he met Dracula and became his familiar :3

Idc what the movie Renfield says, this man was never married. He’d never really been interested in having a family, always putting his work first.

His parents raised him well and he was taught to be respectful. He can be talking to the most icky garbage trash person, and he will still be saying “please” and “thank you”

He minds his business because “if it doesn't affect me, I don't need to be involved.”

He is 100% American and had not ever been to England

He’s a scientific kinda guy, so he doesn't believe in things unless there’s some kind of proof (still Christian, though casually)

He likes children and thinks they’re cute. He doesn't want kids of his own, but he almost wishes he had a sibling so he could have nieces/nephews to play with and help take care of

[our-detective-so-supreme]

So here's my timeline theory on when each of the crime gang met the Moriartys.

First, Jack Renfield, a short while after the events of chapter 1. This is pretty obvious since we see this in canon.

Next came Moran a few years later, as evidenced by William, who by then was a teenager.

Von Herder came along either shortly before or shortly after Moran. They knew each other prior to the formation of MI6, plus Herder was the one who designed Moran's rifle from chapter 3.

Fred was the next one to cross paths with them. The exact circumstances behind this first meeting are currently unknown, as of writing this post.

Moneypenny was hired as Albert's secretary back when he was working in MI5 (and was subsequently transferred over to MI6 when it was formed).

It was also not long after MI6's founding that Patterson was taken on as one of their informants.

And then finally, we have the last additions of James and then Billy. Again, no need to elaborate on how either came to be.