#so i present to u a superior hc

[soimcoga]

Leo is a fairly decent cook (they all are), he had to be, as the oldest in a family with the father who had to go out for prolonged time to provide for food. And it was fine up until the moment Donatello introduced advanced electrical utensils into their lives.

Leo's fine with their old gas stove, fine with their old-fashioned stove kettle, fine with mincing meat and chopping vegetables by hand, fine with mixing dough and cream and other mixables only using his trusty whisk, but the moment his hand touches any electric utensils, all goes down for some reason.

This guy can sneak a look at an advanced piece of alien tech and master it to be considered one of the best pilots in known universe, but he cannot for the love of him figure out a simple toaster.

This phenomena is actually studied by both Rockwell and Donnie, and they are yet to make any breakthroughs.

[yakuzacanons]

since u did y6 han dating hcs how about some y7 han ones (if you haven’t done them already ofc)

ur absolutely right that y7 han is superior lol

Ya know what I have NOT done general headcanons for Y7 Joonie, how is that possible??? Anything for our Joonie-Bun.

Generally speaking, Joon-Gi is not a romantic at heart. It isn't that he's incapable of romance, it's just never been high on his priority list in life. Blame it on his weird job and the whole face surgery/body double thing. Not exactly a lifestyle that presents many opportunities for romantic self indulgence.

He doesn't really fantasize about romance or dating but he does wonder what it's like, especially when he sees couples on the streets. He resigned himself to a fairly lonesome life early on and as a result he does NOT catch feelings easily.

A direct effect of this aspect of his personality is that if he does catch feelings for someone, he catches them HARD. Unlike Y6 Joon-Gi, Y7 Joon-Gi doesn't really have much of a playboy aspect to his personality. If he's going to date you, it's going to be pretty serious for him.

Unfortunately, our inexperienced Joon-Gi does not know much about dating as a whole so don't expect him to pull out some cool dating spot right off the bat. Dating him does require some patience as he's kind of learning as he goes.

He's never impolite at least, although he can be oblivious. Passive aggressive behavior or subtle hints just fly right over his head. He prefers a partner who, like him, can be upfront and face problems head on.

It's already been said that he lacks the playboy/fuckboy aspect that Y6 Joon-Gi has, but it cannot be stated enough how fiercely loyal Y7 Joon-Gi is. He's the type of man to follow you to the ends of the Earth and to hell and back if you asked him. In a serious and secure long term relationship, he's extremely steadfast and reliable.

The one thing he and Y6 Joon-Gi have in common is fashion sense. Although their specific fashion styles are slightly different, Joon-Gi is always a good dresser. Puts in good effort with his skin and hair care as well.

Despite not being experienced with romance, Joon-Gi is actually a pretty solid flirt! Likes to tease, but some can mistake this behavior as him being insulting for no reason. Can whip out the most potent "fuck me" eyes on the planet. Has great control over his face and appearance as a whole when he's flirting.

In the bedroom, Joon-Gi is actually a verse. He's perfectly capable of fulfilling most roles and positions. Good stamina too. Only potential drawback he has sexually is he's completely inexperienced with all kinks. Like ineptly so. Every time someone mentions them, he's like "the what?". He just does not know.

[azul-marie]

Can you make hcs jealous for cozmez with a fem reader please 💕> u <

hello! thanks for your request! i do hope you enjoy them. stay safe! ❤️

note: fem. reader

genre: romance

characters: kanata, nayuta yatonokami.

kanata:

it’s all too easy to be protective over precious things; always nayuta, now you. his jealousy comes just as easily, fierce in scowls and snarls. kanata’s possessive nature is nothing new. his love is the kind that burns him up inside, spreads out to scorch those around him. if not contained, not soothed, it burns even those he loves the most.

kanata is a very jealous person. it isn’t from a lack of faith in you, but when it comes to other people — he trusts you, only you. there’s been arguments over his envy before, and although kanata may be too stubborn to admit it at times, he knows better than to treat you like you can’t take care of yourself. it’s something he works on bettering for you.

times he gets jealous include when men from rival groups (allen) are around you, when other men (allen) try to speak/flirt/learn more about you behind his back, and hearing you gush about other musicians/their music.

nayuta:

there are few things he has that make him truly happy; always kanata, now you. there is a gentle way he treats you, holds you up like the precious girl you are. nayuta trusts you to the point of loving you, but it is not without flaw. his jealousy is all ice and frosty mornings, glares and huffs towards those who dare rival him; more than anything, he is not willing to share you.

nayuta is a fairly jealous person. love and loyalty bind him to you, wanting you all for himself. his envy is not quite so towards others, but more of a desire to keep you close to him. this jealousy is quiet, however, present in the tug of his hands or face pressed to your neck. signs that tell you he’s feeling just so.

times he feels jealous include when men from rival teams are around you, seeing physically superior men interact with you, and when you choose to baby others over him.

[commanderserwin]

love again.

↦ pairing(s): erwin smith x reader &&& levi x reader

↦ word count: 3.9k 

↦ anon request: Hiiii💜 May I request a scenario or HC (whatever you wanna write💜) for the reader being in a relationship with Erwin but when he dies he leaves a letter for her that says that Levi will take care of her (because she's pregnant and he doesn't want her to be alone) and after a while Levi and the reader fall in love because he's a really great 'father' for her daughter 💜

↦ author’s note(s): thanks 2 anon for breaking my heart !!! square up please what made u think u can send this to me!!!!!! goin to cry!!!!!! but please enjoy ☹︎♡

ps. i also tweaked a little but yep that’s all! happy breaking hearts everybody!

love again - ii. [coming soon!]

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When you wake, the immediate morning hues surprised the room as it entered through the window and the air in a lazy daze. The silence in the room is always the same, until you glanced at Erwin quietly writing at the little table. He looked up at the same time you looked at him, and that was when you noticed that he his eyes were red, and his cheeks covered in tears. He hurriedly wiped them, turning away, and walked towards the bed where you were like you didn’t just catch him crying. He sniffed your hair, feeling his still wet cheeks with his tears. He took your hand over your big bump, and laid his head on your chest. You let him rest for a few minutes, hearing him sniffle and clear his throat as you kissed his forehead, urging him to look up at you. 

“What’s wrong?” You mumbled against his forehead, while you pecked his nose, “Why are you crying?”

“Nothing,” he stuttered, smiling against your chest. He kissed your heart, then up to your lips. Erwin smiled against yours, and he laid on his side, still his hand on your bump. “Don’t worry about it.” 

“Erwin, it isn’t nothing when it’s making you cry,” you whispered, holding him close. To ease the somber morning, you joked, “Look at you, making my favorite dress wet.” 

“I’ll buy you another one,” he answered, kissing you again. He pulled away from your embrace, and you sat up stretching your arms over your head. He grabbed something off of the table, and stared at it sadly after a few seconds. 

“You better, Commander,” you said, taking the blankets off of your body. He sat opposite you on the bed, and he hastily gave you a sealed letter with his clean handwriting of your name and the year. You took it, ready to open it, when he stopped you. “What’s inside?” 

“It’s something that I want you to have…”

“Erwin,” you warned, feeling tears forming on your eyes. He sniffed again, offering you a smile. 

“I want you to read it when I’m gone,” he firmly said, his hand squeezed your hand. 

“Don’t you use that tone with me. You know I hate it when you use your commander voice at me,” you chastised, pulling away. Erwin gently grabbed it back as he brought it to his lips. 

“Promise me,” Erwin pleaded, kissing your hand. “You have to promise me.” 

Looking at the letter, you were scared of what was inside. Millions of things has ran through your head, angrily guessing what could it contain. You didn’t even want to think of the letter as his last, when he will eventually…

No, you thought, you’ve been by his side after all these years, watching him be ranked Commander of the Corps while you became one of his Captains. No, he’s strong, and…

“Erwin, don’t speak like that,” you shakily said, tears now falling on the letter, “Don’t speak like you’re going… Just no, okay?” 

“But you have to promise me,” he pleaded, wiping your tears away. “Promise me.” 

“Okay,” you nodded, sighing loudly. You looked at his eyes, with his own tears falling, “I promise. I promise.” 

Erwin playfully patted your hair, and bend down at the level of your bump as he started his routine of talking and humming tunes that he remembers. After that he helped you get out of the bed, as you watched him fold the blankets and arrange the pillows. You swaddled towards the bathroom, ready to start the day. 

While in the shower, you couldn’t help but softly sob at the way he cried, as if he was already saying ‘goodbye.’ And it’s too soon, even after all those years in the military together, crushing and dating, it’s all too soon just when it was getting to the best part. You quickly rinsed yourself, hoping you didn’t look like you were crying your eyes out. You clothes yourself, and exited the bathroom. 

Erwin chuckled, standing up from the table as he waited for his turn. He kissed you on the temple, patting your bump. Your old uniform doesn’t fit you anymore but you made it work by borrowing his shirt and clinching it to make it work. Once he exited the bathroom, you watched him dry himself, and wear his trousers. You turned around, helping him with his shirt, as you buttoned him up. You still buttoned the end of his sleeves just like the usual, feeling the hollowness of the right sleeve. 

You pressed your hand against his face, bringing him down so that you could peck at his forehead, “Erwin, don’t make this the last time I button your shirt.” 

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The meeting started solemnly, Hange, Moblit, Levi, and his squad was present. The younger members grinned in passing, looking at each other as they took note of your growing bump. Erwin helped you down to sit, holding your arm as you sit down, holding on to your bump and the armrest. You swatted him away, insisting that you were okay. He stole a kiss on your lips, and the kids snickered as you jokingly scrunched your face at them. The Commander sat on the opposite side of the long table. 

Erwin remembered the first time he was attracted to you, and it was right at that very chair. You were one of the toughest soldiers, and your whole demeanor demanded respect, wanting none of the sweet talk and bullshit. It was the very way he started falling in love with you. He did admit that whenever you were in the room with him during meetings, he was scared to meet your eyes as you always burrowed your brows whenever he speaks as you were deep in thought. And that’s still the very way you are. It was the way you crossed your legs, and leaned on the armrest with your hand next to your face, and your index finger on your temple. It was the simple action that made him attracted to you until he got the courage to speak his mind, and asked you out. He thought you were going to reject him, but you just blushed and tucked your hair behind your ear as you shook on the date. 

The Commander cleared his throat, and only your eyes moved to give him your whole attention. He always blinked surprised whenever you do that during meetings, and that commenced the meeting. Erwin watched you intently, eyes moving back and forth to his and the other members of the meeting, as you never spoke a word. He publicly claimed that you were staying behind and you nodded, hand immediately going to your bump. 

It was there when Erwin’s and Levi’s eyes met for a quick second, Levi’s subtle body language faltering for a second. You caught on that tiny detail, and etched it into your memory. It was like they knew something you didn’t it. Captain Levi made a mistake of slightly turning his head towards your direction directly at the end of the table. That just solidified your guess, it is about you. Erwin caught your eyes, watching the him and Levi in the act, and he turned slightly away. He didn’t try to look at you during the whole meeting, as he spoke darkly and firmly on the plan, and all you could do is pray and hope that whoever is controlling everything gives Erwin back to you after this mission. 

Please, you pleaded silently, bring him back to me. Always.

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It was a long night, as you tapped on the table, thinking of what is happening. You slept for a few hours before that but the raging thought always caught up to you, clawing its way to your mind, leaving you hopeless without knowing, helping… If you were there, would it be different? If you weren’t pregnant, would you be fighting alongside Erwin? Is he fine? Is he hurt? Is he…

Someone knocked on the door of your house. Erwin thought it be best if you stayed in his house during this mission so that you could officially take your leave as the barracks isn’t best suited for a pregnant lady. You almost knocked over the chair, hurriedly opening the door to the house. 

Levi pulled down his hoodie, his brows deep in thought. Chuckling, you opened the door so that he could enter and he quietly did as he settled on the dining table. “Where’s Erwin?” You began, starting the fire to heat a drink for him, “Please don’t tell me that he chose to chatter away to his superiors than to me, his pregnant girlfriend, or else I am going to march right there-.”

“He’s dead.” 

The kettle in your hand trembled as your hold on it faltered but you held it tightly as you poured. His words echoed in your head, but you just blinked at him. He’s dead. Erwin’s dead. “What do you mean?” 

Levi tapped on the letter in the middle of the table, afraid to look at your eyes. Once he finally had the courage, he can feel the slow burn at his heart as you wept quietly, bring your hand to your head. He watched your hands tremble, still bringing him tea. He watched you drag your chair as you sit down, hand at your bump. “[Y/N], Erwin’s dead.” 

“That’s a sick joke, Levi. Fuck you,” you cursed, standing up at your chair. You paced around, holding on your heart. Erwin’s isn’t dead. He always comes back. You didn’t know your tears were falling heavily and you stopped to meet Levi’s soft eyes as he shook his head. “Levi, please... Erwin, he can’t...”

“I’m sorry,” he breathed, standing up in front of you. He watched you break down, crying loudly, clutching your bump and your heart. The least that he could is let you cry on his shoulder. He hesitantly wrapped his arm around your figure and once you leaned to him, and grabbed him, he embraced you and let you cry your eyes out. He pulled away for a minute, “Erwin wants you to read his letter. No buts, you promised.”  

The following day, you packed up out of the house, wearing the key around your neck. You crept behind the back door, adorning the green coat that was wrapped around your body, as you walked to take a seat. Everybody didn’t even bothered to shy away their gasps as you entered, not really expecting you still take your place as Captain. But you did, the least that you could do is listen to Hange talk and uncover the truth that Erwin was dreaming about it. 

Levi watched you carefully at the corner of his eyes, as somebody helped you to sit down, as you breathed deeply, holding on to the armrest  as you crossed your legs, and fixed your index on your temple as usual. He will never forget how Erwin would repeat it, being attracted to the way you sit. He watched you pay no attention to the man helping you sit, staring right at Levi, as the meeting began. 

Hange spoke about the whole day, the discoveries they found at Grisha’s basement, and it stabbed your heart when you remembered Erwin telling you about it. He wanted to be there, he wanted to learn the truth, and being in this meeting means that he could learn it through you. Hange held your hand as the two of you exited together, blabbering to ease your pain about baby names. She made sure you’ve got somebody as you arranged to make you move back to the base. 

For the next week, you’ve spent the your days inside Erwin’s room. It still smelled like him. Everything still smells like him even the sheets, even his towel was on the chair since he left it in a hurry. It still smelled like a lingering lavender, creeping around the room as he would always put that on when he would sleep. The bed looks so empty without him there reading quietly and suddenly perking up when he would watch you enter and groan about your day. He’d close his book and would hang your coat inside the cabinet, as he listened to you yap. It was the most simplest things you missed. And you missed him dearly. 

The letter he wrote is behind your pillow, and he described the day that he wrote it. He described how your growing stomach was starting to be marked from stretching, he described how he would often sleep on his stomach so that he could still wrap himself around you, so that he could hold you in your sleep. His letter shifted to asking for forgiveness for leaving you too soon. He didn’t want you to leave you alone so he asked Levi if he could look after you. He also specifically mentioned that you couldn’t say no, because he knows how hard you’ll argue just to get your way. This time, he wrote, it’ll never work because he needs you to be happy when he passes. 

The next morning, Captain Levi stood beside you as you barked orders to the new recruits. You didn’t move much, not wanting to tire yourself so you announced that if they have any questions, they could just come forward. He watched the recruits try on the gear and hand-combat with you. 

“Captain [Y/N]!” 

“At ease,” you smiled, lacing your hands at your back as they saluted you. You nodded at them, stepping back so that they could leave. “Take a rest, then come back.” 

“Why are you here?” 

“I am a soldier, no?” 

“Don’t be stupid,” Levi hissed, “Why are you here?” 

Turning around, you bent down slightly to meet his face. “You want to know the truth, Levi? Huh, Erwin just died and I’m pregnant with his child. I can’t be…”

“[Y/N]…”

“I can’t…. I cannot be in that house alone. So, just give me this.” 

“You’re on leave-.” 

“Levi, I am begging you,” you said, pushing away the tears that was forming on your eyes. “I need to be here.” 

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“Isla?” 

The two year started mumbling, padding her tiny feet as she squealed around. You could hear her heaving herself up after she fell, and started running again to find out where you voice was coming from. You hid behind a countertop listening to her mumble, and after she turned a corner, you surprised her, raising her up in mid-air as you give her smooches on her chubby cheeks. She started giggling hysterically, latching on to your cheeks as you continue to fly her around. 

“If she throws up, that’s on you,” Levi mumbled, taking off his jacket while he got himself a cup of tea. You didn’t hear him enter, and both you and your daughter made a face while Levi sipped his tea. 

“No fun,” you mumbled, carrying Isla around your arm. 

Isla crossed her arms, and copied you with a slight lisp. “No fun.” 

“That’s right, Isla,” you kissed her as you gently place her down the floor, walking her way around, opening little cabinets as she explored the kitchen. “So, how was your day?” 

“Good,” Levi sipped, crossing his legs as he watched Isla intently hold a small plate, “New recruits, training, meetings, paperwork, same old.” 

“That sounds like fun, huh,” you winked, stepping over you daughter as she made a mess of the hidden plates you kept. You made your way to where Levi was sitting on the dining table, placing a freshly cooked lunch. Levi moved forward, helping himself to the meal as you went to grab more utensils and Isla’s favorite plate. “Hange?” 

“Always in the lab…” He answered, bending down to meet your daughter’s wondering stares at his black trousers. He mumbled quietly, “I’ve got you a present.” 

Isla stood up, holding on to his knees as he watched her surprise her with a doll. She squealed loudly, making you turn around, holding you waist with one hand. She giggled as Levi gave her a doll, and heaved her up to his lap. He placed his arm around your daughter’s body as he balanced her on his crossed legs, holding the doll with the other as he whispered right at her ear, moving around the doll.

“Please do not tell that you’ve bought her another doll?” You sighed, walking to the table. “Have you seen her pile? All dolls from you.” 

“It’s her birthday, isn’t?” Levi said, holding Isla on his lap as they make little conversations about the doll. “I’ve got her a book, don’t worry.” 

“You always spoil her,” you countered, putting a serving on his plate. 

“What’s wrong with that?” 

“What’s wrong is that she’ll eventually ask for more or everything.”

“I can give her everything.” 

Faltering for a second, you knew that it was a loaded statement. True enough, he’s been doing his task of taking care of you in lieu of Erwin. There wasn’t a single second in your life when you don’t think of Erwin. You always imagined how your life and Isla’s would be if he was here. Every time you looked like Isla, all you could see was Erwin’s soft eyes, exactly where she got it from. She’s slowly becoming stubborn just like his father, and it gave you no rest to move on. You always thought that after he passed, you’ll be alone now. But with Levi? Levi carried that responsibility of being a father figure to your daughter, always trying to make time to visit even just for an hour after a late night. 

You couldn’t help but feel guilty when you feel attracted to Levi. You blamed it on longing for somebody, for having somebody to help you, mentally and physically because taking care of your daughter is both taking a toll on your mind and body. You wanted Erwin, and you feel guilty when you see Levi doing the things you imagine Erwin would be doing with Isla. Because you know Erwin would’ve wanted to spoil Isla to ends, would want to carry her on his shoulders, see her grow up, run free outside with her friends when she couldn’t be tamed anymore. All those things, and your guilt is eating you up for wanting Levi to be that. 

“I’m going to put her to bed,” Levi whispered, coming next to you to put his cup on the sink where you were daydreaming your thoughts. Levi turned around so you could kiss Isla on the forehead, watching her sleep on Levi’s shoulder. He gently bumped her up, his hand behind your daughter’s head to carry her upstairs. “I’ll clean those up too, so don’t worry.” 

“It’s fine,” you whispered, watching them retreat upstairs. 

Levi stopped in his tracks, and you realized just how disheveled he looked from playing around with Isla. “I got it. Rest.” 

After he put Isla to sleep, Levi washed the plates while you sat idly on the table. To pass the time, you grabbed two clean glasses from Levi’s dishes and grabbed a bottle of wine that was hidden at the very back of the cabinet. Levi arched an eyebrow, never seeing you drink even before. You popped it open, even hushing as it made a sound, scared if Isla would wake up. He watched you turn your head towards the stairs sheepishly, waiting for your daughter to make a sound, but she didn’t. He watched you pour wine on to your glass, full to the brim, and drank it sip by sip. Levi wiped his hands on the apron, and joined you by the table. 

“Rough day?” Levi asked, pouring his own. He took note of the bags under your eyes, as you stared at him with your chin on your hand. 

“Not really,” you whispered, tapping your chin with your fingers. 

Levi stared at you. 

He slowly moved his chair until he placed his arm around your chair. The gesture made you impassive, following his eyes and where his arm was. You didn’t move a single inch, just staring at him. Levi pondered while he stared at you. He could easily read other people’s body language but yours were the hardest to decipher. He noticed this when he read the letter Erwin gave you, similar to the one he received from Erwin. 

It was silent. Both of you were staring at each other, breathing slowly wanting to not break the eye-contact, still figuring out what was going inside their minds, trying to figure out the next move. 

He watched you moved your body towards his, inching closer until your lips could touch him but never actually moving. His hand curled around your shoulder, and slowly crept to your neck to pull you to him. His lips were against yours in a split second, kissing away the taste of wine and yours in a cloudy daze. Both of yours lips moved against each others, no touches, no nothing. Not until, you stood up without breaking the kiss to sit on his lap. 

The kiss was composed, and his hands roamed your back as you slowly moved your hips. He caught the moan that escaped your mouth,  as he carried you by the back of your thighs to gently set you on the table. He moved the glasses away, as you placed your hand on the table, as he wrapped your right leg around his waist. He slowly pulled away, watching your face contort into something but you remained impassive. You pulled him down, kissing his lower lip as he kissed you back with urgency. His fingers worked on your buttons, and he stopped when he heard you sniffle. 

He pulled away, letting go of your right leg, as you laid on the table, covering your eyes with your arms. He watched your whole body shake in sobs, getting louder and louder, as your hand moved to clutch your heart. He let you rest there for a few minutes, never stopping crying as he pulled you up by your shoulder and hugged you. He wrapped his arms around your shaking figure, wetting his shoulder, as you clutched tightly on his shirt. 

Levi soothed your hair, letting you cry as much as you can. This was the only time he has seen you breakdown, and he couldn’t gnaw at the feeling at how hurt you must be from spending half of your life with Erwin and suddenly wanting to be a family, but Erwin was gone too soon. He slowly erased his feelings, he thought it was selfish of him to have you for him, as you welcomed him into your house and arms. 

But is it his fault for finally falling for somebody? Somebody who he wants to start a family with? Even if he knew you were still mourning, he couldn’t stop his feelings. Levi couldn’t, and he wants to be selfish just this once. 

[awhilde]

heyy idk if u do requests but can you make more kaeya headcanons? i really loved urs!! it can be angst or fluff idrc <34

fighting alongside kaeya -- a drabble

help sorry for the wait! i've been really busy lately with school but i hope this is okay nonetheless <3 i'm posting on my phone rn and the format is probably going to look really bad but :D i'll change that later. sorry abt it not being a hc, i felt like that kind of format would have been a little icky with this content but i’ll be sure to post more genshin hcs in the future! thank you for requesting!!!

neways,,, here is : the drabble

as a fatui, your interests settled not within the complex arrangements of snippy political meetings nor the sense of superiority that came with the job, but stemmed instead from the thrill of battle.

as a polearms user, you were usually fighting front lines, head and center, wherein your body was subjected to the constant risk of death. it is inherently clear that any misshap on the battlefield was sure to cause the loss of a limb, sure to render you useless in the field. perhaps, though, this was the element that had hooked you into such an establishment, where the line drawn between right and wrong were blurred.

every arrow that whisks past every vulnerable patch of skin, millimetres too close, every claymore that shook the ground by your feet and every wound from an elemental attack left your blood buzzing in your veins and a grin etched on your face.

the truth of the matter was, regardless of whatever the fatui delved themselves into, you stuck with then despite knowing the consequences. this statement held true especially during this era whereupon you were sure the fatui had stumbled upon something outworldly this time around though, what other organization could possibly satisfy your need for danger? the knights of favonius? don't kid yourself, there was no way such a stiff and boring group could offer you such joys in life.

so you had declared to yourself. but the moment you stepped foot into the bustling city of music and freedom, your perspective wavered.

"first time here?" the man with the blue hair asked.

your eyes examined him over your glass of wine (the bartender saying something about dandelion wine?), before nodding. "yeah, what's it to you?"

the man twirled his drink and laughed. "no need to be so hostile, we're just exchanging greetings. what kind of citizen would i be if i didn't greet a visitor to my homeland?"

your eyes traced the short distance between your chairs before sending him a narrowed glare. "awfully close to a stranger, aren't you? where's your sense of danger?"

"you could say i'm quite confident in my abilities. if you need a bodyguard for when you walk around town, i'm always available." the wink he sent you made you snort.

"as thankful as i am, i'd have to pass." you stood fro your chair, intending to settle your bill and leave.

"are you sure? they say the city gets dangerous when it gets darker."

you headed towards the door, aware when you feel a presence follow you from your seat. "surely you have something more fulfilling to do than bother random people?"

"ah, i'm simply worried about a friend exploring an unknown city. where's your sense of danger?"

you laugh and turn to him, a weary smile on your face. "you could say i'm quite confident in my abilities." and with that, you left the noisy tavern behind you, letting the jingle of the bells signal your departure. despite how comfortable you had felt around the blue haired man, you knew connections with other people never lasted, especially because of the person you were.

"now," you muttered to yourself, the city of freedom welcoming your stay. "where do i go from here?"

the blue haired man never appeared in your mind again, the short conversation dissipating as quick as it had occurred. instead, you were fairly occupied with some dragon business you had been sent to settle, and a certain green haired god you had been sent to dispose of. fatui lacked the skill of anemo and it was an understatement to say you were excited to meet in combat with the bard.

he certainly proved difficult to catch, escaping time and time again through the help of a mysterious blonde individual and their floating companion.

strange.

excitment was quick in morphing into surprise however, when your eyes fell on the man in front of you in the present time, deep, deep into a dungeon. his own widened as they rested on yours, an easy grin sliding onto his face.

"have we met?" he said.

you brandished your weapon in front of you, defensive in your stance. "can't really say. you don't seem particularly memorable."

the girl beside him, adorned in red, nudged his side. "do you know them, kaeya?"

kaeya shrugged. "you heard them. apparently not."

you gesture dismissively off to the side. "step aside if you don't want to be killed. i only came for the bard."

the odd outsider stepped in front of venti, your target, and shook their heads. their hands crept to the hilt of their blade with a gleam in their eyes. neither kaeya or the girl made any decision to move.

"nope! paimon says you have to go through us first!" the floating creature taunted.

you smirked, pulling out your polearm. "i was hoping you'd say that!"

not letting the group of four utter another word, you leapt into the air, twirling your weapon above you. the surprise in their eyes as they followed your body sent adrenaline pumping. upon impact, you swiped at their feet causing them to jump back.

"oi, that's not fair!" paimon complained and you made a jab at her, purely to shut her up. your polearm clanged against the metal of a sword as you did so, knock in your aim off course. frost covered your fingers as you withdrew and you shook them off with a smile.

"cyro?" you asked.

kaeya grinned back. instead of replying however, he darted forward, causing you to raise your weapon in defense. his eyes caught the movement and hit your blade front on. the blow was strong enough to send you a step back, and you gritted your teeth against the pressure.

you eyes wondered to seek out a weak spot when you noticed one if his hands had left the hilt of his blade.

with one swift movement, his hand pressed against the side of your stomach, freezing the fabric of your shirt. you hissed at the sudden pain, and pushed your strength into one singular blow, knocking him out.

you cradled your side with a crooked smile. your target switched from venti to kaeya in that moment, channelling your elemental power a tad bit earlier than you had expected.

but, well, the fatui would just have to deal with it.

electrical powered fuelled your polearm, the rush of sheer energy tingling your skin. sending a series of attacks at the approaching kaeya, you allowed the super conduct to double the damage done to his health. similarly, your health dropped with every injury, a byproduct from your own attacks.

eyes identifying an entry, you ducked under an incoming attack and thrusted your weapon into his stomach, halting just before the metal touched his skin. your breath condensed in the close proximity, panting from the combat.

kaeya looked down at you with interest. "was there something else you needed?"

you frowned. "i have you trapped and the first thing you do is joke? what's wrong with you?"

he jokingly raised his hands in the air, you drawing slight satisfaction in the way he hesitated while doing the action. "i would be more concerned but you seem to have no real interest in killing me. this i understand, i am rather beautiful."

your blade poked his skin in warning. before you could snap back with your own retort, and the fiery words at the back if your throat would have been enough to do so, the earth beneath your feet trembled. your head whipped up to check your surroundings, settling on the door that had now opened. the other members sheepishly stood beside the key to the door.

"oh."

the time it took for your limbs to move was not enough, for it had only taken you a moment to blink before the tables turned and you found yourself under the man you once held captive.

he had dismissed your polearm in your moment of surprise and fallen into you, using his hands to push your shoulders to the ground.

your breath left your lungs at the impact and your weapon flew from your hand, clattering as it met the floor.

kaeya looked down at you with the ease of a predator. "hey. funny how the tables turn, huh?" despite being defenseless, he remained above you, even when the rest of his group joined him by his side. it is only when paimon questioned his motives does he stand, making sure his hands never left a part of your body, something he deemed necessary so as to not let you escape.

paimon cocked her head at the sight, at the smug kaeya and at you who looked furious at the treatment. "well, looks like the fatui will be joining us."

you snorted. "what makes you think i'll be helping you?"

paimon looked down at your hand which laid limp in kaeya's grasp. "paimon thinks it doesn't look like you have a choice. looks like kaeya's taken an interest in you."

kaeya sent you a wide smirk.

you huff, turning away from his blue eyes that saught to gauge your expression. but your hands never left his, your eyes never looking for an exit, not even when the group began to move into the next section of the dungeon. something about the warm atmosphere of a carefree group whose only worries were that of becoming emergency food settled the roar for bloodlust. you found yourself cozy, an experience you hadn't felt since your childhood. you no longer held onto your polearm as if it was a lifeline, no longer enhanced your senses as you walked, no longer stood firm and upright.

it felt like it suited you, you who had only just escaped the age of 19.

and when the battle against stormterror fell upon you and the group, you found yourself fighting not for the thrill of spraying blood into the atmosphere, but for the synced dance you and kaeya created as you fought back to back.

[pluto-writes]

hello!! this is my first bsd req aha,, can i have hcs for the port mafia members (like chuuya or akutagawa) reacting to the reader revealing that they've been secretly dating akutagawa? thanks ^_^

Hello to you too anon ^^ Pleased to be the one to receive your first bsd request! Thank you for your patience, and I hope you enjoy ヽ(〃＾▽＾〃)ﾉ (Sidenote: Apparently the human body needs these things called ‘vitamins’ and without them you ‘can’t function’ and ‘feel tired all the time you just sleep for more than half the day’. So now I take vitamins.)

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Reader revealing that they've been secretly dating Akutagawa/Chuuya.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke 

Higuchi was on her way home, thinking about what to make for dinner for her sister. Until she spotted her senpai coming out of a store, his arm looped together with another person.

She froze, coming to a bunch of different conclusions, but then she remembered about the incident not too long ago with Gin, who ended up being his sister. ‘Maybe this is another relative?’ She thought to herself, hoping that she was right.

That hope quickly shattered when the person kissed Akutagawa on the lips and he returned it. Mouth agape, Higuchi could hardly believe her eyes.

“Akutagawa-senpai is dating someone??? And I didn’t know?” She continued to keep an eye on them, seeing how they act together, and debating if she should just barge in on them and save her senpai. 

She refrained herself from doing so since she didn’t want her senpai to get mad at her again, he made it clear before that he doesn’t like receiving help when he doesn’t want it.

After an hour passed, the two walked away, presumably on their way home. She called it a day and decided to continue her personal investigation as to who that person was for tomorrow. When she got home, she couldn't think of anything else and left her sister to make them dinner.

Morning finally came, and she had a plan ready to figure out who the mysterious person with her senpai was. When she walked into the headquarters she saw you immediately. 

“Ah, (Y/n)-san, can I have a moment with you?” She called out. Her being your superior, you obliged.

“Yes, what can I do for you, Higuchi-san?” You respond, being respectful towards her. 

“You work as part of the espionage group, correct?” You nodded, wondering why she would need you, as far as you knew Mori hasn’t given you any work for a few days and you’ve been using that free time to spend it with your boyfriend. Gah! Even thinking about it gave you butterflies. 

“One of the best!” It was thanks to your ability mostly, it helped you render yourself unrecognizable so you can be free to spy without your true self being seen. “What happened? Do you need my help?”

“It’s selfish of me to abuse my power this way… but I need your help. I want you to stalk- uh… follow Akutagawa for the rest of the day. Yesterday I saw a suspicious person with him, and I want you to figure out who it was…” Truthfully, Higuchi would’ve liked to be the one to get to the bottom of this situation but she knew that would upset him.

“Alright,” you agreed, “wait… yesterday?” That’s weird. You were with him yesterday, and you’re sure you would’ve noticed a person like that on your outing. Even if it was your day off your instincts would kick in and alert you of any danger. 

“Yes. it was most concerning. Senpai didn’t seem to be aware of the danger that could be present. At first I had thought it was another relative I did not know about… but then… I saw the person kiss him! Clearly they have him under some sort of spell so that they can have him obey them!” The more she spoke the more her eyes gained a fire in them, “We have to save him! I’m counting on you!”

Oh. Oh. She must have seen the two of you yesterday. This was embarrassing but you can’t let her think that you were using Akutagawa.

“Um… about that…” You pulled at the collar of your shirt, clearly nervous. You would have liked to keep it a secret that the two of you were dating but you guess it was inevitable to try to keep it hidden. “The person you saw yesterday with him was me…”

You let your words sink in, Higuchi gasped. “Huh!? But you looked so different- the two of you were- you and him- I saw you kiss-” She jumped from topic to topic, stunned by the information you told her. After a couple minutes she composed herself, “You’re dating Akutagawa-senpai?”

“Yes… I’m sorry you had to find out this way. We wanted to keep it a secret since things would just be better without people knowing, so please don’t tell anyone!”

Higuchi couldn’t believe it. The truth was right in front of her but she still didn’t want to accept it. You? Dating her senpai? It didn’t make sense to her.

The thought of commanding you to stay aware from him briefly crossed her mind, but she didn’t want to indulge in that fantasy. She remembered how carefree her senpai seemed while he was with you. And how he smiled your way without hiding it. 

He just looked overall calmer with you… and she didn’t want to take that happiness away from the two of you. 

You waited anxiously for her response, if her earlier reaction was anything to go by, it was clear that the news didn’t please her.

“I won’t.”

“Please, I’m begging, don’t tell anyon- wait. What!? You won’t!?” You’re genuinely surprised by her answer, you thought she’d flat out deny you. 

“I won’t tell anyone you are dating Akutagawa-senpai.” Before you could say thank you to her she cut you off, “But don’t be mistaken… I’m not saying this solely for your sake. Yesterday, I saw how he acted around you. He seemed happy with you… at peace by your side.” 

Her words moved you and made you feel overjoyed. For her to say this to you was basically the same thing as a blessing. 

“Know that if you cause Akutagawa-senpai any pain, I will return it ten-fold.” As she said this her eyes pierced your soul, it sent a shiver down your spine since you’ve never seen her like this.

Nodding, you responded slightly scared by her threat, “Of- of course! I wouldn’t dream of it!”

“Good.”

When she walked away, her words were still rooted in your head. You wouldn’t want to do anything that would cause him pain, not because of her threat, but the idea of causing him any suffering after everything he had endured would hurt you more than any beating, a mafia style execution wouldn’t be enough punishment.  

Nakahara Chuuya

Kouyou noticed a shift in Chuuya’s behavior recently. He wasn’t as rash as he used to be, one could say he seemed to be calmer, but at the same time more on edge. As if something was bothering him.

He didn’t have a permanent scowl on his face throughout the day, whenever he was on the phone with someone, a gentle smile appeared on his face. And even after the short call was over he’d still have that same smile on until someone called out his name.

She thought it was strange, since before whenever Chuuya was bothered by something, he’d come to her and tell her his problems and she’ll be there for him and help him. But he hasn’t told her anything yet, and she’s worried about him.

When she was first told to watch over Chuuya, she wasn’t that interested in his well being. However, as time passed she came to hold a certain fondness for the boy and wished to be there to protect him.

Which was why now, she was trailing after him. Staying a little over a block and a half behind him so as to not be suspicious. Earlier, she had overheard him on the phone making an arrangement at a restaurant. While making that call he had that same stupid smile that infuriated her. 

‘Why hasn’t he told me anything? He knows I’ll always be there for him… so why?’

All these thoughts rushed into her head, and confused her as to where she had gone wrong for Chuuya to not open up to her. 

She had no more time to dawdle on these thoughts, when she saw Chuuya stop in front of the restaurant. In one smooth motion, Chuuya turned his wrist towards his face and checked the time. 

“Good, I’m here a bit early. Wouldn’t want to make them wait on me,” A soft blush blossomed on his face as he thought about you. After checking in with the receptionist he came back outside to wait for you.

From the corner of the building, Kouyou listened in on what he was saying, “He’s waiting for someone? Just what could he be planning..?” She muttered to herself. Just as she was about to look over, a new voice entered the scene, causing her to retreat back to her hiding spot.

“Chuuya!” You cheered, unable to contain your excitement. “I’m so glad to see you!” You locked your fingers with his gloved one. “We haven’t been able to go out like this for a while.”

“I know, between our missions finding time to spend together was hard, but I’m glad too. Being able to see you today is the best part of my day.” 

His comment made your face get warm and caused your heart to skip a beat, “ U-um,” you shifted in your spot, unsure how to properly respond. “Let’s head inside now… we wouldn’t want to be late, now would we?” You smiled at him in an attempt to calm your nerves but he just smirked back at you. 

“Of course, whatever you want, my highness.”

“Chu-Chuuya! Please don’t tease me…”

As you moved to pull open the door, Chuuya was already there to open the door for you, “After you, your highness.” He bowed.

“Stoppp,” You groaned in embarrassment, but he knew you liked it when he called you that.

Once Kouyou heard the door close, she moved from her hiding spot and looked through the clear door. She could see Chuuya holding your hand as the waitress guided the two of you to your table. 

‘Just who is he with? If I get a closer look…’

As if some being was heading her prayers, the same waitress that sat you down was walking towards the side door to throw out garbage. ‘Perfect.’ It was fortunate for Kouyou but bad luck on the waitress’ part. 

After she knocked her out, Kouyou donned on the waitress uniform and made it back into the restaurant undetected. She picked up her pen and notebook and walked her way over to your table. 

“What can I start with for the lovely couple here?” She wasn’t dense, she knew that the hand holding, the smiling, the looks she saw that the two of you shared, and the choice of restaurant must have meant. She didn’t want to face that reality, she wanted the two of you to deny it, tell her that she had the wrong assumption and that you two were just friends but that wasn’t the case.

“I’d have the...” Chuuya told her some name that you didn’t really understand. “And my lovely date here would like-”

“Chuuya!” You lightly kicked his leg under the table, and leaned over the table, “You can’t just say that! I thought we were keeping it a secret!” 

“(Y/n), it’s fine. We have nothing to worry about here, we come here all the time and the staff have a no talking policy. Plus, it’s probably obvious by now…”

Even though the two of you thought you were whispering, Kouyou heard everything she needed to hear. Her suspicions were correct, the two of you were dating… She wasn’t sure how to take the news. So she continued to take your order and passed it onto the kitchen staff.

When that was done and said, she slipped out of the restaurant. “(Y/n), was it? Hmm, where have I heard that name before…” She mulled over it on her way back to the mafia. 

She also thought about what to do, she had her own opinions with love, none of them positive. She had experience as to what love can do for a person, and she doesn’t want Chuuya to live through the same experience. It took her awhile to cope with her loss.

Back in the comfort of her office, she found a distraction to lose herself in, until a knock interrupted her. “May I come in?” The voice was simultaneously unfamiliar and familiar. 

“It’s open.”

The doorknob turned and the door opened to reveal you, the same person she saw with Chuuya earlier that day. She hid her surprise when she saw you and put on a fake smile, “What do you wish to speak with me about?”

“I know you know… about Chuuya and I. You were at the restaurant…” Your words shocked her, she thought her disguise was enough to not get recognized. “I never seen you face to face before, so it would’ve worked. But your thoughts gave you away.

“My ability allows me to hear the thoughts of others. I heard what you thought about Chuuya, and your views on love and… I understand that you care about him and want to protect him, but know that I love and care for him too! He talks very highly of you, and I wouldn’t want to be the reason your relationship with him gets strained. So, please,” You kneeled on the floor and placed both of your hands in front of you on the ground, “allow us to stay together.” You placed your head down.

Kouyou wasn’t expecting a dogeza… She opened her fan and covered her face as she contemplated it. She was now aware of your ability, but it still comforted her by having her face covered. Once she came to her conclusion she walked over to your bowing form on the floor.

“Get up,” she put her hand under your chin to look at her as you started to get up, “Now listen cause I’ll only say this once.

“I may have my own opinions on love, but I trust that Chuuya knows what’s good for him. That you’re a good fit for him, and won’t be the one to bring him down, but that you’ll be the one who gives him strength.” 

Elated by her words, and feeling as if a weight has been lifted, you go in for a hug, “Thank you! Ane-san!” You felt her stiffen under you as you said that, “...Too much?”

She hugged you back, “It’s… quite alright. Thank you,” she spoke softly. She didn’t say what she was grateful for, but you had an idea what she was thanking you for.

[sir-huffman]

⭐️ (i know we haven't interacted yet buuuuut believe me this'll inspire me some more about what could be)

DUKE’S RELATIONSHIP HCs | [ NOT ACCEPTING ]

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

I. BAD ASS TOL vs SMOL ASS SUNSHINE

*slams hands on table and jazz hands on Huffman and James* Excuse me as I present to you the potential of these two knights from two different games and how I want to see their dynamic because they are the complete opposite of each other that I...just want. (see in the read more)

II. Game Crossing

So there are both abyss stuff in both games right? Did I get that right? Yes. No? Well, either way let them game hop between each game and go into their own pocket dimension together. Let James come over to Huffman’s world where everything is basically sunshine and rainbows and he can show this grump to a place full of festivals and get him to do really dorky stuff like shooting balloons for prizes. Also let James have to show Huffman how to actually fight for his life in James’ world, them having to work together and like not die (or if Huffman dies, that’s fine too lol)

III. Fighting Dynamics

Okay, so I’ve been actually thing about this a lot. I want them to build battle tactics together so that Huffman isn’t useless and James doesn’t have to watch over this rather weak human when they venture together. So like, where James will be the strength and more endurance, let Huffman be the more agile and quick support.

IV. Relationship Dynamics

As such, I (with all my relationships with Huffman from enemies, to platonic, to romantic, etc.) need my moments of soft fluff. So just even if James completely dislikes Huffman, I need the small moments where James just looks over at Huffman and sees this small man just give James the most innocent and warm smile he has probably seen in the longest time. How James feels (either annoyed, pissed off, relaxed, etc.) is fine with me...I just want that moment to happen...a lot. (asdfjkl)

Bad Ass Tol vs Smol Ass Sunshine

You already know James is a tol at 6′07″ but you do realize Huffman is a smol at 5′10″ so I want you to know I laugh in amusement at your muse having to baby sit this smol knight who couldn’t hurt a fly

But I also see Huffman being rather motherly towards James (it’s Huffman’s nature I’m sorry) as in by offering to cook meals and constantly worrying about James getting injured - despite James healing abilities, Huffman is still going to worry

Game Crossing

As stated somewhere above, I need fluff but I also like angst.

Give us fun times in festivals in Huffman’s city. Let them relax (or have Huffman try to make James relax) and play with the kids and go drinking and shoot balloons. Let them sit and weave flowers and maybe dance and just have fun >:U

But also let Huffman and James get injured. Let Huffman watch as James takes a very brutal blow (in Huffman’s eyes) only for James to heal up and Huffman is just wanting to check up on James and treat the wound (that’s healed) and just have genuine worried friendship.

Also, have Huffman get hurt and James having to stop and take time to help Huffman. Maybe be of guidance and make have a deep conversation of live and duty and their purpose - cuz oh that’ll be interesting.

Fighting Dynamics

There is no question that James is the far superior fighter, but where as James would do most of the fighting, Huffman will do his best to support by either taking on a few enemies himself, being a decoy or distraction, etc.

I also offer Huffman being the long ranged user, as...although he is a knight, where he is from the bow and arrow are also prized and as such he is quite skilled with a bow. So should they make a bow for him and some arrows, he can be a great long ranged support.

Relationship Dynamics

And as we talked about, I’m absolutely alright if James doesn’t get too friendly with Huffman - just know that Huffman is a knight trained to be kind, courteous, welcoming, and respectable even if the other person wants him dead. So he’ll be viewing and treating James as a friend because it’s in his wiring at this point.

Where I see their relationship going (to be honest) is a sense of some sort of companionship - even if it’s just two knights from different worlds respecting each other as knights.

Huffman will want to have at least some sort of friendship - and possibly more, but that’s just because James is checking off all of Huffman’s type list. (Huffman does have a crush, forewarning) >.> I mean, tall, strong, a knight, wields a giant sword, what else can you look for in a knight? Huffman admires James a lot just by those facts alone - who knows if he will feel this way after they truly interact (asdfjkl)

[stillthesunkenstars]

The boy Braxiatel and Bev Tarrant for the character meme :D

thank u for asking!!!!!!

Brax

How I feel about this character: I think his development is very cool. No seriously I love his characterization from dellah to collection. He had foreseen his arc since axis (hence the... fish incident) and everything he tried to do to avoid it had only led him to become what he feared the most, it appears to have started only after axis but it is foreshadowed(?) since gallifrey. On gallifrey he trained as a soldier under Danna and from from what he said about the minefield it’s pretty unforgiving. Her learnt that simply being a pawn for the greater powers cannot do anything to the outcome of a war, he was cannon fodder for the commanders no matter how good he might be at combat or strategy. And though Danna may had thought the minefield incident taught him to be cautious but brax learnt never to trust those in power again because they do not care about the sacrifices of their pawns. In his insecurity, brax sought to know more and control more and ultimately, become the person in power so he would not be manipulated and sacrificed again without knowing why. (hubris that under his control everything would be better/he would be a benevolent god and paranoia of what disasters could happen if he doesnt take control)

but how does he act in the collection where he controls all? He did exactly what his past superiors had done in wartimes, taking peoples lives and using them as pawns not out of selfishness, but under the genuine belief that it would be better for the greater good. Once in crisis his anxiety took control of him and while he is fully aware of that he is becoming (and they became monsters), he is also fully fixiated on the thought that this would be the only way to a good future. (P much copy-pasted from my Twitter thread)

Brax is a very ironic and tragic character and everything about him (his presentation/demeanor/actions) are ultimately forged for security, he doesn’t believe in what he does but he does believe the results of doing those things would be one that he hoped for. His original personality is still there (like a piece of metal) but he fashions himself into a sword and fights for an ultimate bloodied peace. And that irony also makes him pretty comedic like he could be doing yoga and experimenting on babies in one audio story and see nothing conflicting lmao??? And turn into a rock??? Honestly he has the range!!

I could think about him all day but I have one(1) maths exam tmr and it’s lowkey killing me qwq

All the people I ship romantically with this character: uh. darkship with Veronica the plant??? ‘Love is not love if it’s forced’ what if in another interpretation he meant Veronica forced him to romantically love her? And there was Renee before that broke up with him due to different ideas on long term relationships... I Can and Will water my own crops by hc-in him as aro

My non-romantic OTP for this character: bennybrax cleanses my soul like no other dynamics. They are so different yet in their core they are so similar on a deeper level, their interactions with each other are brilliant too they bounce off each other too well the fuck!!!!!! Also johnbrax is a big one Bc they have big exes energy and the simple reason of John being the only one to outplay brax in the mysteryman game is enough and I respect him too much for it (also... face touching.. tender time lord gay shit???? I’m in)

My unpopular opinion about this character: uh I’m probably gonna get fucked for this but I don’t ship braxmana (not anymore). I esp don’t like their early gally dynamics with brax simping for her, I do like both of their characters though but there is not enough deep heart to heart shit for me to vibe with

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: a good character death which already happend thank you bf for my life qwq... tbh I love meaningful character deaths at the end of arcs it’s way better than dragging stuff on. I don’t want him to die in gallifrey though because all his doings in the collection are for a chance to save gallifrey, which he gave up for benny’s plan to restore the universe. I Would like to see him doing something about it now that he’s given a second chance by the watchmaker?!! Also I would like him to meet Benny one more goddamn time... perhaps a recall to theatre of war which should’ve happened but is not impossible Bc the axis destroying the good soldiers?

I’ll do bev Tarrant later in reblogging this post!

[chaoticoconut]

BARBARA GORDON HEADCANONS THAT MAKE ME SWOON!!

(and so can you!! alfkvoekfndnej does anyone get that reference anyhoo)

I couldn't NOT post these idk I was showering and then I was hit with a mf tornado of hcs about my favorite gal and I figured I'd share :))))

Barbara and Tim are actually the most potty mouthed members of the batfam, excluding Kate. Jason is close, but only when he's upset (which probably seems trivial bc he's yk always upset but I hc him a pretty chill if not bitter and snarky guy). Tim cusses more when he's tired, but he consciously tries to bite his tongue. Barbara has no remorse and cusses very casually and openly, because she sees no point in abstaining. It releases endorphins guys. Duh. She uses those ridiculous "holy heck Batman!" lines as Batgirl unless she's genuinely thrown off her game. She limits her cussing a lot as Oracle bc she's not one to offend people, and you never know. It's most definitely a civilian thing for her, and anyone who knows Babs knows she's a fucking sailor.

Her favorite food of all time is pizza. Her dream house has a brick pizza oven. She has a food blog with every pizzeria in the greater Gotham area ranked from best to worst. Her favorite of all time is the Gotham Pizza Garden, which is located in Old Gotham near the police station. Technically it's the second best pizza in Gotham, second to Gargoyle Pie Company, which is renowned for being the epitome of Gotham-style pizza and is always busy. She has a lot of memories of GPG though, and loves both pies. GPG also has an incredible Chicago style pizza, which is her second favorite type of pizza. She does however believe Gotham style is superior and thinks less of Dick for disagreeing (@blanddcheadcanons tie-in heyo!!) Very few things make Babs as happy as gourmet pizza.

She grew up watching Teenage Mutant Turtles, Powerpuff Girls, and Star Trek. They all hold a very special place in her heart. There is totally a connection between her love of pizza and TMNT and turtles and mixed martial arts. She once got the boys to go as the turtles for Halloween, with her crushing it as April.

Speaking of turtles, she's had a pet turtle named after icon Nichelle Nichols since high school. Yes, she does call her Shelly. Yes it's cliche. No she does not care. She also has a calico cat named Cornflake that Dick gave her as a birthday present. She doesn't have pet dogs until she and Dick finally settle down. She never had them growing up because her father is allergic and her mother was a devout cat lady. She's not really sure why she never got any on her own, she's just more familiar with cats. After her mom passed away, she did get a bunch of bunnies whom she and JJ named after their favorite horror movie monsters and serial killers.

She loves slasher flicks. It's a family thing. JJ was creepy about it, Jim loves the thrill, Babs loves the mythos, and her mom was never really afraid of anything and found them funny.

She inherited her mother's love for baking. She left her her cookbook, which contains an amazing mixed berry pie recipe. Her pie baking abilities rival Alfred's. She even begins to branch out with her recipes and experiment with all sorts of fillings and even cake-pies (fanfic au tie-in heyo). Everybody loves a Barbara baked good. She knows everyone's faves and literally crushes holiday season. Dick is all about the og mixed berry pie, whereas Jay, who loves lemon everything (hc I saw awhile ago that I just love) prefers either a lemon meringue or a raspberry lemon. Tim is all about strawberry open face while Steph prefers cherry cheesecake or pecan pie. Cass and Bruce both love her cinnamon apple pie. Duke loves just about anything she bakes, but especially her more adventurous, contest winning pies like kiwi-blueberry-black cherry and other originals. Kate will die for Babs' cherry pie. Damian prefers blackberry or mixed like Dick. Alfred is a sweet potato pie kind of guy himself. There's a farmer's market in Blüdhaven her mother went with her to when she was a kid that Barbara still goes to get get all the fresh fruit.

Even better than Barbara or Alfred baking alone is them baking together. Roy Harper is also a pretty good baker. They all trade recipes with Martha Kent. M'gann brings wine to the manor and assembles them all for fun days of baking.

She's also totally the type of gal who made a shit ton of cupcakes when she ran for class prez and stayed I from Batgirl duties to finish them. Just saying.

She picks baking back up as Oracle but several hero emergencies lead her to burn perfectly good desserts.

She and Roy will always have puppy-love crushes on one another and be totally oblivious. They both did ballet as kids, love baking, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, shameless empty flirting, and tech. They're completely platonic and really great lifelong friends. They met at a Wayne gala as kids.

As if she wasn't already talented enough, she's completely ambidextrous. I'm jealous. Dick and Wally are left handed. Bruce is similarly ambi. Selina's a leftie. Maybe Alfred too.

She likes to enter contests and win for fun. She's a monster. Everything from baking to video games to weight lifting, she loves showing people up.

Dick, Babs, and Tim all snore atrociously loud. The batfam hates it. She's the quietest out of them all, but she's also a blanket hog. And a major cuddler.

Her favorite colors are grey and green. Purple does deserve an honorable mention however. Her apartment is a fair mix of green and grey decor and covered in books.

She was a total ballerina growing up, just like her mom wanted. That was until she discovered how kick ass martial arts were, and she got a little too jacked to continue with ballet as a formidable career option. Her next best option is becoming a cop at this point, but her father believes that not only would it be far too dangerous but a waste of her skills (like ballet cough cough). This upsets her so much she goes off and invents Batgirl, complete with a stole grappling gun from evidence.

In college she works as a barista and excels at it. Her dream is to open up a cafe/bakery/flower shop with Dinah some day. She wants to call her half Bean Me Up Scotty! (another hc I saw and fell in love with)

Babs is also a pretty good cook being that she became the family chef at a young age (Jim can barbeque and make spaghetti. That's literally it. Maybe some breakfast). Cooking lessons from Alfred certainly helped.

Her personality is so versatile. She can get along with pretty much anyone due to her wide range of interests and skills which is what makes Oracle so bad ass. She's also a Libra so she adapts fairly easily to any group without seeming fake.

She has a podcast where she rants about tech and feminism and politics and plays video games

She SO took Latin in high school and dominated competitions. She loves classical studies and is a dork for Greek and Roman mythology as well as linguistics. She has a pretty good grasp on all of the romance languages, and learns languages fairly quickly.

She always smells like mint and books. She has killer mint shampoo and conditioner, which is a Kean family thing (they just love the scent). She always smells refreshing.

She likes coffee but prefers tea always. She's like Ramona Flowers with tea

Her music taste is total 90s nostalgia (grunge, boybands, air pop, ska, hip hop) meets far too indie 4 u. Yes she's pretentious. Yes she loves chick rock and *NSYNC and Britney and Kurt Cobain and Biggie and deal with it. She also loves shit you've never even heard of. Was totally into the Gotham punk scene as a teen.

She collects vinyl and books and horror flicks ugh hipster queen

She loves spicy food and Dick cannot stand it. They both like sour candy though

If your Barbara Gordon didn't graduate high school at 16 she doesn't have rights

She was all of the Robin's first crush. Duh. Tim will always think she's the gold standard of women. He likes that she usually sticks up for him. He doesn't mind being seen as her male equivalent lmao

At some point Jay and Babs are roommates and it's literally the best I'll talk abt that later

Her type is guys with dark hair or blonde gals.

[silenthillmutual]

adding onto that other homestuck question u got, what are your hc's for their blood colors, if they were trolls? Some I see fitting blood colors that match w/ their zodiac, like Taka, but others don't really fit the blood color associated w/ theirs, like Byakuya being a Taurus = bronzeblood.

I’ve actually thought a bit about this before! From what I have heard, astrological signs aren’t as big a thing in Japan as they are in America, so there have been some times when I’ve looked at the official astrological signs for characters and just kinda had a flat “no” reaction to it. Like, Jotaro Kujo as an Aquarius? Absolutely. Jonathan Joestar as an Aries? Nope. 

I think Byakuya would definitely be Violet. He has a massive superiority complex and definitely says stuff that sounds like things Eridan would say (I’m keeping THH as Alternia and GD as Beforus), like that comment he has in school mode that very unfortunately sounds like he’s talking about ethnic cleansing.

Due to their association with psychic powers, I could see Sayaka being a goldblood! Although some of her sprites remind me of Aradia, for some reason? 

I’m kinda doing this out of order because Byakuya was the first one I thought of, but I’d always thought that Hina had a similar personality to Nepeta, or maybe closer to Meulin? Potentially because I think she’s also a Heart player. I think Chihiro’s friendship with Mondo is close to how Equius & Nepeta’s moirailegiance is, or maybe like how Meulin & Horuss are? But the Homespectrum section of the Homestuck wiki said that Olivebloods tends to have assassination type jobs which. I just. Did not remember. I gotta reread Homestuck, lol.

Okay, about Jadebloods: “Jade Signs are the zodiac’s caretakers. Intelligent and steady, they are excellent organizers and planners. They are detail-oriented, and can tend toward perfectionism, never satisfied with their endeavors. If you hire on a Jade Sign, be prepared for an excellent product, but also no peace until that project is flawless. They are fussy and particular, which can cause friction with those around them, although a Jade Sign holds no one to as high a standard as they hold themselves.”

So. That’s definitely Taka! And I think that it’s especially cool how that fits his canonical astrological sign, although his birth date was meant as a joke. 

I’ve seen people drawing Taka before as Tealblood, and that does make a certain kind of sense since he is drawn to justice, but I think I would place this one as Kyouko. Being involved in legal-type stuff is apparently a, like, requirement of their blood type, and Kyouko went into being a detective because it runs in her family. 

Celes is Cerulean: “Let’s not mince words: Blue Signs are the ones to watch. Of all the sign classes, they have the potential to do the most good, but also cause the worse harm. They can be incredibly effective, and also incredibly destructive. Tell a Blue Sign this and chances are they would agree with you. They are magnetic and adaptive, able to adjust how they present themselves in any situation. They have a mask for every occasion. They are obsessively dedicated, willing to throw themselves into work, play, and everything in between. Because of this, Blue Signs are highly valuable allies and friends. However, they are very selective when it comes to who they let into their inner circle. You could be best friends with a Blue Sign and still never truly know them. They are powerful and successful, but they also tend toward jealousy. They often resent those they see as more well-positioned than they are. A well-adjusted Blue Sign is fantastically competent and inspiring, but a Blue Sign at their worst is a force for chaos.”

I’m sure the comparison between Celes and Vriska has been drawn, but for whatever it’s worth, I think Ardata Carmia is a closer fit. I’d go into details, but that would constitute Hiveswap Friendsim spoilers so I won’t!

Reading about Indigo signs, I’m kind of surprised to say this but I think that may fit Hiro best. Excitable, changing their tastes in an instant (I was thinking of that time when he says something about like, “my character wasn’t fully developed then!”), tactless comments and flailing limbs (his jacket, oh god), digging their heels in to insist they did nothing wrong when they hurt peoples’ feelings. 

I’m going to say flat-out that Junko is Fuschia because Meenah and HIC definitely fit Junko. 

Makoto…if I opted to make him a troll instead of a human, would probably make him mutated blood, for his role as the leader and having uniting forces among his friend group and would probably be the one most likely to form bonds outside the boundaries of quadrants. But I could also see this fitting Mukuro, because there’s not much we know about her and Junko would absolutely hold her being a mutant over her head to manipulate her.

Now, for who I have left…. there’s

LeonChihiroMondo HifumiSakuraToko

I think Toko could maybe be Burgandy. She has a lot of self-esteem issues in regards to her looks that I think would translate well into the Homestuck ‘verse as self-esteem issues relating to the hemospectrum and her likelihood to be culled. I could also see Burgandy working well for Chihiro, because of its relationship to ghosts. I feel like I’ve seen people headcanon her as Bronzeblood, mostly so they can have a thing about Mondo as cerulean killing her and that…I just do not think is fair to compare Chihiro & Mondo’s relationship to that of Vriska & Tavros’. They have completely different contexts to them. 

Alongside Makoto, I would actually probably make Sakura & Leon humans. I’m not sure where on the hemospectrum that they would fit. Maybe Leon would be Violet as well? He doesn’t really ring a lot of the same bells as Eridan, but I could see him being more like Cronus, maybe. Or even a bronzeblood as Rufioh: an equal opportunity himbo. 

I would not put Mondo as a Purple blood at all. I know that’s common because “ohhhh big violent big scary!” but Mondo really isn’t a wildcard, I don’t read him as a Rage player and I don’t think he’d be that high up on the hemospectrum. I could see Junko fitting as the wildcard with ridiculously strong psychic powers who fucks with the timeline enough to ruin things for literally everybody. I know I already said she was Fuschia for being like Meenah or HIC, but I think the purple description fits her as well. Maybe she’d be the Gamzee (or Kurloz, given that he was capable at brainwashing) with Mukuro as the hands-off Fuschia blood, more like Feferi? 

I saw someone draw Hifumi as bronzeblood before, but like Sakura and Leon I don’t really see anyone I think he really fits in terms of parallels. It’s something that I guess would make sense if you have Celes-as-Vriska but I’m not sure comparing him to Tavros is fair. So for the bronzeblood…I don’t know, I guess Mondo? I could see Mondo being Indigo, as he clearly has some kind of magnetism to be able to run that gang - he just wouldn’t be a particularly well-adjusted Indigoblood. He is careless - at least emotionally - and sometimes is unintentionally tactless. I would only put him as Bronze because Gundham isn’t in this game and he’s the closest we get to someone who might be able to commune with animals. 

Hbu, what do you think?

[charismastaticarchive]

xemnas hc: [ the lights are off, but i know you feel like you are safe at home. ]

here is a xemnas hc that is more complicated than it lets on. throughout the series, xemnas lets himself be betrayed basically a shitload of times. nomura says in the case of marluxia, he knew basically nothing of the betrayal until castle oblivion because marluxia played the part of a yes man, and is a very good actor. xemnas meanwhile---knew about saix’s betrayal, and axel’s, and i feel like he assumed xion would betray him again from the callous way he goes ‘changing sides again’ lol, bc for SOME REASON he seems to remember her before axel does.

i think this is not actually because xemnas is oblivious. i think it is because xemnas is quite literally delusional. he does nothing for ten years except threaten to kill people or turn them into dusks and tell them what to do and talk at them about being gods, and he WANTS these people to like him, to LOVE him, to be his faithful friends and companions SO BADLY that he is willing to overlook any betrayal. there are moments, certainly, of clarity, on all my xemnas blogs, in which xemnas feels that everyone hates him, because, to be frank, every organization roleplayer i have ever met makes it very clear that their characters hate xemnas more than anything else to the point where even if u are delusional, it is plainly apparent while it is happening exactly what is going on. but in the moments where xemnas appears to talk to no one, when he calls them his friends and comrades, he really does believe they are all on his side, that they appreciate the home that he has made for them out of his shallow soul, that they care as much as nobodies can care.

don’t mistake this for some kind of innocence, however, xemnas is intensely flawed in that his own shattered ego make him not only need approval, but to feel worshipped and better than all the rest of xehanort’s puppets. (this is definitely lessened in my portrayal of xemnas, bc i woobify him a lot, but it is Still Present.)

xemnas wants so badly to believe that he is not a lonely puppet, that he is the Best of all the empty puppets, instead, that he believes the people he oversees actually like him, and want to be around him, that they’re not prisoners, that this isn’t a cult---it’s the only thing he’s ever known anything like a family. and he likes them, genuinely likes them, genuinely likes their company. he likes every single one of them. and, at the very end---he mourns their loss, even as they gain new lives of their own. because as somebodies, he has no control over them, he can no longer be better than real human people with strong hearts and wills---and he is seperate from them, always the lord of nothingness and the superior of the in-between even when he has no inferiors, and is completely alone in his void & lack of humanity that is the only thing that makes him useful to what appears to be his ‘true’ and most ‘superior’ self, xehanort, the self with half a dozen hearts that appears to have ‘won’ in a thousand timelines, and that can’t seem to lose without bringing out another self with another plan. 

just as ymx is trapped in the idea that his future self is meant to be this way, xemnas is trapped in the belief that xehanort is ‘the ultimate’ self, the self he is meant to die to recreate and to actually win as. xemnas is merely a pawn in a larger game, really no more superior or no more important than any of the other pawns, and without the ability, like them, to change sides or even be sympathized with.

[thedelanceybruddas]

Can you teach me how to rp Morris, i’m really bad at it and it’s a problem

ok so this is super late BUT youre giving me a good excuse to put together my Morris Personality HC™ so thank u anon. i apologize that this is focused less on roleplaying him and more on writing him but. i think that’s close enough.

ok so if we’re looking at the script of the musical we know that Morris is a HUGE instigator. his lines, in order, are: “you want some of that too, ya lousy crip?” - “hey Oscar, looks like it was bum information we got about a strike happening here today. not that i’m complaining; i know my skull bustin’ arm could use a day of rest” - “hey, ya working or trespassing? what’s your pleasure?” - “shut it, ya stupid crip!” - “and now, we’ve been given discretion to handle you as we see fit. yeah, so behave.” - “you can sleep right here, on this old printing press. *SMACK SMACK* now that there is firm.” 

a lot of his character is displayed through his physicality; when Race says his whole “it would be a pleasure to tell Weasel myself” line, the camera cuts to Morris and Oscar, and Morris does a sort of pointy ‘i’m watching you’ gesture; a lot of Morris’ threats are just physical gestures not included in the script. the way the actor plays him makes him seem a little less like a goon and more like a jerk older brother; constantly taunting and provoking the newsies, but not really rising to action unless he gets a reaction. every line in the script might have a threatening gesture accompanying it, but it’s like he’s daring the newsies to do anything and doesn’t really have a plan if they do take him up on it. when jack knocks the Delanceys down with Crutchie’s crutch, Oscar is immediately for retribution (“just wait till I get my hands on you!”) but Morris doesn’t respond at all; he follows his brother in chasing Jack, of course, but for someone who keeps talking big game he has no response for when the newsies actually fight back. this rule changes for Crutchie; out of the two Delanceys, Morris verbally and physically attacks Crutchie whenever he gets the opportunity. you can have your own interpretation as to why, but it isn’t excusable.

when he and Oscar are (presumably) hired by Pulitzer to intimidate Jack, Morris takes more of a hands-on approach; when they’re in the distribution yard, Oscar is the one that handles talking to the Newsies the most with little back-and-forth quips and jeers and such, while Morris only talks to them before work starts, either at the gates or just as they’re coming through them, or when his job is to beat on them. he seems to care about seeming responsible/mature when we see him working, whether for Wiesel or Pulitzer, but especially the latter, since that’s when he takes control of the situation the most; presenting the printing press to Jack, telling him to behave — Oscar only has one line in that scene, and that’s to add on to what Morris was saying with a threat (“but just in case, I’ve been polishing my favourite brass knuckles”). when compared to when he’s working for Pulitzer, it’s seems like he’s letting Oscar be the boss of the distribution yard by deliberately keeping out of things; now, I see Morris as the older brother (I have a post saying why) so I interpret this as Morris letting his baby brother do the cool stuff like handing out the papes and talking to the newsies while he handles the dirty work. whatever interpretation you choose, the point is that Morris very rarely speaks to the newsies when he starts working (i.e. after the gate has been unlocked.)

you may notice that literally every single line in the musical is him either instigating a confrontation or him taunting the newsies. if we look at the 1992 script (minus that one scene because dear god please do not use that scene for roleplay inspiration) its a lot more detailed in stage direction + it has a few different lines so we can learn a bit more about him!

the first direction in the script for Morris is for him to push past Jack with ‘deliberate aggression’. when Oscar pushes Snipeshooter to the back of the line, 'Oscar and Morris glare at the crowd, daring anyone to do anything about it.’ – basically that whole first scene with them is showing that they’re just stupid tough goons. in the scene where the Delanceys are chasing jack, at one point, when Morris has him, the script says 'Morris lifts him high into the air to smash him onto the cobblestones.’ However, this doesn’t happen in the actual scene; the only time in Carrying the Banner that’s remotely similar to this is when the Delancey’s are fighting Jack inside the circle of newsies, where Morris pushes Jack down and tackles him, showing him as the heavy-hitter of the duo, further enforcing that he’s the brother who gets his hands dirty.

later, when Jack gets the extra paper for Davey from Wiesel, Wiesel is PISSED and the script says that he backhands Morris (who isn’t even the one who gave Davey the extra paper). This doesn’t make it into the film either (probably because it’s kind of dark, GEE DISNEY DO YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE IS DARK) but it could point to Weasel being abusive towards the brothers.

morris, compared to oscar, seems super sadistic, especially when he grins at Crutchie before he and Oscar drag him off to the cops - and later in the script Crutchie fills us in that Oscar and Morris 'worked him over’ - either before or after turning him in.

we don’t see anything special specific to Morris again until a while later, after Jack becomes a scab; script says 'The Delanceys pass by; Morris grinning at him, bouncing a club in his hand.’

however, this isn’t accurate to the movie, as Morris has a blank, almost annoyed expression. this is significant due to Oscar’s next line: “come with us, cowboy. we’re gonna fix your pal Davey today — fix 'im so’s he can’t walk no more.” Morris tells him to shut up, which, in the script seems like it’s supposed to be said in a way akin to ‘shut up dude, we’re not supposed to tell him that’ but the way the actor delivers it seems more like ‘too far, shut up.’ watching the scene, you can see how Morris slowly shakes his head as Oscar speaks, and the ‘shut up’ is delivered as he pulls Oscar away from Jack. this line is the one that I’ve noticed most fans using to interpret Morris as more sympathetic. if you do want to play Morris semi-sympathetically or try to redeem him, this line is what you want to look at.

the next Delancey scene is weirdly violent and disgusting for Disney and i know it’s a cop-out but i tend to ignore it so i will not cover it here.

one last note is that after jack beats up the Delanceys for The Previous Scene Morris yells “Ya better run, cowboy – we’re tellin’ Weas! You’ll be back in the Refuge by supper time!” haha tattletale

some extra stuff that may or may not be canon: morris’ trading card reads ‘Born in SoHo and worked on the family farm. Abandoned by his parents, believes in survival of the fittest and sticks like glue to his brother, Oscar. They work with their Uncle Wiesel, keeping order at the distribution window of “The World”.’ it’s pretty likely that Mike Faist wrote this, but it’s nice to use as a kind of baseline for Morris’ characterization. Mike also says in the Meet the Newsies video for Morris that “deep down… y’know, really deep down, he’s actually like a really nice guy.”

across both versions of Newsies, we have these consistencies: Morris and Oscar work for their uncle Wiesel (they call him Uncle Weas in the movie), they fight with the Newsies at least twice, and they fight the most with Jack.

we also have the discrepancies: first, the ableism toward Crutchie. in the musical, both of the Delanceys (but mostly Morris) single him out from the other newsies specifically to bully and harass him for being disabled. Morris calls him stupid, assaults him, and calls him a slur twice. it’s obvious that he does this because he’s disabled. for example, Morris snatches his crutch away after Racetrack and Oscar start fighting (“ain’t your father one of the strikers? “guess he didn’t take care of me”) yet does literally nothing to Racetrack who’s the one that started it in the first place, not to mention that Crutchie really didn’t do anything besides stand nearest to Morris. in contrast, the 1992 version has a scene that basically mirrors this scene, except instead of Morris making Crutchie fall over by taking his crutch, Oscar shoves one of the very smallest newsies, Snipeshooter, towards the back of the line of newsies (“in the back you lousy little shrimp.”) Morris is of course still abrasive in the 1992 version, but the only time he SPECIFICALLY picks on Crutchie is when he’s literally the only one left in the distribution yard after the chaos, and Oscar and Morris are basically working in tandem at this point. Oscar kicks away Crutchie’s crutch, then they both drag him away by his shoulders — Morris does kind of menace Crutchie with his baton, but he doesn’t hit him. Throughout the entire movie (and the bar is touching the ground), at no point do Morris or Oscar call Crutchie a slur.

the ableist slurs and behaviours by Morris in the stage musical were probably included because there are basically no other opportunities to show the Delancey’s villainy, since Sarah isn’t a character and Jack never works for Wiesel — in regards to Morris’ personality and writing him, it’s probably meant to showcase either a superiority complex, his sadism (as evident in the 1992 film), or the ‘survival of the fittest’ mentality referenced in his trading card bio.

basically, when writing Morris I’d pick and choose from every one of his showcased aspects between both iterations, and I wouldn’t fall into the trap of trying to make him so sympathetic that he’s OOC. he’s mean, confrontational, vindictive, petty, violent; he looks out for his brother, tries to be responsible, and doesn’t seem to hold a grudge (especially against Jack). of course, since he’s supposed to be a one-dimensional Disney villain, you have to add some depth by yourself. for example, I headcanon that he’s older than Oscar to add a kind of asshole older brother dynamic. honestly, you don’t have to consider every single bad thing he’s ever done in canon when writing him; imo writing Morris is harder than writing Oscar because, since Morris is more stoic and physical than Oscar, it’s much harder to try and imagine his motivations and thoughts, much less build a personality that’s redeemable. Just imagine canon Morris as the skeleton and then build on top of it; don’t take away what he is OR how he’s hurt other characters, but build on top of it. just be prepared to think up a metric fuckton of headcanons. 

[arielle0808]

Your hc are great and maybe i can make a request too? well how RFA/v/saeran would be jealous about ppl flirting to MC before realizing that she has no idea that person was flirting with her. can u do it? thanks anyway

Aaaaw, thank you! 🙈 Of course you can!! Here it goes~

Dense MC is so fun to write xD I really hope you like it

Yoosung

He had thought that taking MC’s hand or passing an arm around their shoulders would make that creepy dude stop flirting with them. He had been wrong.

He could feel his anger increasing the most that guy continued talking. He had tried to make all kinds of excuses to go home, but MC just looked at him wide-eyed and replied with confused statements like “but it’s so early!” “aren’t you having fun?” etc.

MC, on the other hand, was having the time of their life.

They weren’t used to Yoosung being that bold in public, so they loved his unexpected gestures of affection! Besides, talking to new people was always fun and they had just met this friendly guy who seemed really interested in their life!

“So, what are your hobbies, cutie?”

“I like playing LOLOL with my boyfriend!!” they exclaimed.

“Wouldn’t you prefer playing other things with me?” the creepy dude asked, escalating to super duper creepy dude in no time, as he gave Yoosung a look of superiority.

Just as MC was telling him they should play Monolopy, Yoosung punched him on the face. MC looked at him, as puzzled as the dude. They knew Yoosung wasn’t a violent person, so something at that moment clicked in their mind.

“Oooh,” MC let out in understanding, but by that point Yoosung was already taking them out of the bar by their wrist.

MC still scolded Yoosung for getting jealous and punching that guy, but still they promised they would be more alert the next time.

“I don’t like it when you get jealous, but I don’t like random people flirting with me either.”

Zen

He hadn’t liked that dude from the moment he had appeared and started talking to MC.

He had tried to keep calm since MC had complained before about Zen acting too overprotective, so he tried to keep his hands to himself while MC and the guy talked, but always being alert in case he did something weird or surpassed a line.

“So, your boyfriend is an actor? You must spend so much time on your own…”

“Yeah, but I’m fine,” MC shrugged.

“Wouldn’t you like some company then?”

Zen breathed in and out: MC can defend themselves, MC can defend themselves…

“Nah, I’m fine,” MC shrugged it off, and Zen smiled in content. “But if you ever want to hang out for a coffee, just call me!” they added, making Zen’s jaw fall to the floor.

“But MC!!”

MC turns to Zen with a clueless smile and just as the guy was taking his phone to dial their number, Zen took them away by the wrist.

“But Zenny, what’s wroooong??” MC whines, getting angry.

“He was trying to flirt with you!! And actually succeeding!”

After a heated argument, MC finally realises Zen was right. They remain grumpy for some time since they don’t like it when Zen gets jealous, but they’ll make sure that the next time some random guy tries flirting with them, MC’ll reject them faster. Not for Zen’s sake, but their own.

Jaehee

She was starting to get really uncomfortable at that guy’s shameless flirting.

“You guys are fun, I really like you,” he’d say. “Why don’t we do something tomorrow?”

“We are busy,” Jaehee cut him off as dryly as she could.

“Eh? Are we?” MC ased, confused.

“Well, if she has plans, we can hang out the two of us together,” the guy shrugged with a smile and passed an arm through MC’s shoulder.

“I guess?” MC said, getting uncomfortable at the dude’s extremely “friendly” manners.

They tried to break from his grab, but he only made it stronger.

“Let go of them,” Jaehee said.

“Why? MC and I are just having some fun,” he disgustingly smiled.

Thus, Jaehee took him by his hand, made him let go of MC and made one of her judo moves on him.

No creepy dude has come around MC ever again.

Jumin

He had brought MC to a business dinner, so he had to try to remain composed and polite. That man was making it difficult.

He was flirting shamelessly with MC, trying to reach out for their hand any time he saw the oportunity, and the worse part was that MC didn’t seem to realise!

The truth is that man was evidently older than MC, so they didn’t think he was trying to flirt! They thought he was just looking at them like he’d look at his own child!

“You should come as my partner to the next party,” the man laughed and MC laughed with him as Jumin’s anger increased.

“Aaaaw, but I really wanted to go with Jumin,” MC chuckled.

“You’ve gone with Mr Han enough times already, it’s my turn now,” he playfully complained.

“We’ll see, we’ll see,” MC joked.

“About our business deal...” Jumin cleared his throat.

“Well, of course,” the man said. “I’ll sign the deal. But that’s foul play, Mr Han. Who would say no when a person as lovely as MC is present?”

“I was intending to say that I am withdrawing my offer. C&R doesn’t want to be associated in any way to a company whose CEO makes deal basing his decisions on the “loveliness” of another person. We work for the well-being of people, and their objectification plays against it. More so, that person being my fiancé.”

“Are you basing your withdrawal on personal interests,” the other man said, red in anger.

“I apologise if I’ve given that impression. MC, we may leave now.”

MC looked at Jumin believing he was the coolest.

707

That’s why he hated going out. No one flirted with MC at his bunker!! (Well, except he and his multiples personae.)

MC laughed once more at one of the dude’s comments and he felt his blood burning in anger. He was way funnier!!!

“Hey, MC, what do you call a tomato with a cape?”

“Super-tomato?” MC asked, knowing the joke already.

“God 707, defender of justice!!”

MC starting laughing out loud at the joke, making the dude wondering about his choices for flirting, but he wouldn’t give up, starting a joke contest with Seven.

“Guys, stooooop!!!” MC asked them, their belly hurting from all the laughter, but Seven spoke up.

“MC what do you call the game this dude is playing?”

“What, what?”

“Fool play!” he said and took MC by the wrist, rushing out of the bar and leaving the guy dumbfounded.

God 707 wins again!!

V

He and MC had decided to go out for a couple of drinks, and everything was going on really well until that guy had approached them.

“Wow, MC, you are so pretty,” the guy said for the third time after what seemed hours of flirting. “Are you sure you aren’t a super model?”

MC let out a laugh, believing the guy was just kidding.

“No, I’m a student!”

“Aw, that’s a pity,” the guy took their hand, making V look away in disgust. “You should let me take some photos of you one day. You are seriously gorgeous.”

“Lol, thanks, thanks, but V is the only one who takes pictures of me,” MC happily and casually said, clinging to their boyfriend with a bright smile.

Both of the men looked at MC.

“Well, I guess I’ll get going,” the creepy dude said with a pissed off expression.

“Oh, see you around, new friend!!” MC waved innocently at him.

V hasn’t felt more blessed in his life.

Saeran

He hated bars. He hated people. And, more than anything, he hated that guy.

Any time he tried a new cheesy line with MC, Saeran felt he was going to be sick. He felt trapped. He didn’t want to scare MC using violence, more so after all they had been through, but he just couldn’t speak out to try to stop the dude. And the worst thing is that MC didn’t seem to mind his flirting. 

Were they having more fun with him that with Saeran? He felt he was going to die.

“Shouldn’t we go somewhere on our own, MC?” the dude whispered in their ear loud enough for Saeran to hear as he looked at him with a smile of superiority.

“Hm? Why?” they asked clueless.

“I don’t think this guy is enjoying of our conversation, and I’d like to know you better without a third wheel,” he winked.

Then, MC realised. They finally looked at Saeran and saw his pale face as if he was about to have a nervous breakdown.

“If you think we are better off without a third wheel, then you are the one who should leave!” MC said in the same friendly tone, taking Saeran’s hand. “My boyfriend and I were having enough fun without you!”

MC then talked to Saeran and reminded him once more of the fact that he was the one MC loved. They also decided to create a sign for Saeran to indicate MC when he was feeling uncomfortable and he couldn’t voice it

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M. What are they like when they are sick?

His first thought is to ignore it…who has time to be sick, you know? But then he thinks about how childish that seems, and he’ll do what he’s supposed to…mainly because it’s what Saito would do. >.>

N. Are they comfortable in their own body?

I don’t think he really thinks about it…I mean, he would be comfortable right up until the point where he actually has to consciously THINK about how he looks nude…and then I think he would be a little less than confident. Make sense?

O. What is something people assume about them that is completely not true?

That he is shy in the bedroom. I honestly think (once that first time is over and out of the way), he’s probably pretty inventive in bed. Juuuust my own personal HC, of course. :)

P. If they were an animal what would it be?

The fox…they look adorable and harmless, but are stealthy and fierce in battle.

Q. What is one thing they do that drives other people absolutely insane?

He can by bossy/preachy at times, which can come off as “better-than-thou” to some.

R. What is something they aren’t dealing with?

Okita…He doesn’t deal with his TRUE feelings for the man because he doesn’t want to fully admit that he just DOES NOT like his superior.

S. Favorite position?

Hmmm…I think he would most like to try new things, so wouldn’t necessarily pick a favorite. HOWEVER, if I had to just name one…I’d say Cowgirl…Not reversed, though. He wants to watch her.

T. What are they like in a relationship?

He’s a closet romantic…he likes doing things that are just…classic. Dinner and a walk, talking while they cuddle…He likes reading to her. He’s not opposed to a small amount of PDA, but nothing that’s too over the top. In private, it’s different. He is still a serious person, but he can “let his hair down” with the person he truly loves, so a lot of his creativity comes out. He leaves notes and poems for no other reason than he thought of her at that moment. 

On the negative side, he needs validation and if she doesn’t show him often that she cares, he begins to worry. He can also get too into his head sometimes with work, and needs to be brought back to the present. He struggles in the beginning to show his true self, but once he feels completely comfortable, those moments become fewer and fewer.

U.  What are they like when they meet new people?

Polite but aloof; cautious.

V. Soft or rough?

He can be either depending on the situation. He’s versatile, but his preference is somewhere on the softer side of rough.

W. What in this world completes them?

I don’t think Yamazaki ever feels “complete”….he’s always looking to improve things. I think he would feel that completeness equaled …. nothing left to make better. :-/

X. If they could copy one thing about someone else and give it to themselves or vice versa what would it be?

He already tries to copy Saito’s stoicism, so I think that’s what he would want to be able to do. I think he would like for Okita to copy his seriousness.

Y. If they could give advice to their younger selves what would it be?

I think he would talk about his worry about not having his parents’ attention…He was pretty much ignored as a child by his parents and that kind of brought about his need for seriousness and hiding his emotions. Luckily, his uncle and then Hijikata and Saito, saw his true worth and made it visible for him as well.

Z. What excites them?

Being a warrior instead of a doctor. Being right about something. Playing a role that is the opposite of who he is.

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TWST Boys and MBTI HCs Part 1: Heartslabyul

Hey there! First time trying writing this headcanon stuff series. Differing opinions and discussions are welcome since this is only a HC (nice words though, I don’t condone senseless bashing here), and if there is someone already posted MBTI, just think of this as my hot take on the stuff.

While MBTI’s reliability is debatable when used in real world context, I find it a really interesting and neat way to navigate character traits and personalities in fiction. Thus, while I procrastinate on WIP fics and undergrad thesis try to flex my writing muscles, this immediately came to my mind. And here we are.

No need for permission and disclaimer to use this HC in your fan works whatsoever. However, if you happened to enjoy this do consider to leave a trace behind :3

In this HC series, I’m going to use the Introduction, Strength, And Weakness section of the personality overview for the sake of brevity and not use a few points that I deemed inapplicable (and even then I think it’s already quite long).

Mostly canon-compliant, aside from some of my personal interpretations here and there (expect personal story and main story references up to chapter 3).

For those interested in an overview of MBTI, check this link: https://www.16personalities.com/articles/our-theory. You can also check each personality type overview on the same website if you’re curious.

Since this is going to be quite long, if you’re interested, click below:

Riddle Rosehearts-ENTJ (Commander)

Out of all Heartslabyul boys, this one gave me quite some difficulty hence the long introductory part . First, regarding the Extrovert vs. Introvert debate, while on the surface Riddle is not as flashy or outgoing as the traditional portrayal of Extrovert, I think that his goal to direct Heartslabyul and all of its residents to achieve his ideal level of excellence shows enough of his outward-focused thinking.

Second, it also took me a while since his rule-abiding trait is also prevalent in a number of Sentinels personality type group. However, he also shows a lot of curiosity and very eager to learn new things just for the sake of understanding how the world works, a trait especially prevalent in Analyst personality type group in which ENTJ is a part of.

Strengths

Efficient – Unless explicitly demanded by the rules, his first concern is how to make things work, with little to no care about any kind of flairs that have no correlation on efficiency.

Energetic – Always puts 100% energy into his works, be it individual or group activities. Cue the other more relaxed people struggling to follow...

Self-Confident – Deliberately not checking on his test results because he already knew that it would be perfect score? That’s some level of confidence he has over there. Also, consider his SR Robe story where his confidence in his own skills immediately convinced Sebek to register into horse riding club despite his initial dismay because of Silver’s presence in the club.

Strong-Willed – Disagreed with how the previous dorm head managed the dorm? Duel him and take charge of the dorm just after your first week in school, of course. Really, the iron will this boy has is no joke...

Strategic Thinker – Less apparent than say, Azul, but I do believe he does have this trait. One of the most apparent example of this trait is the way he tackles his studies. Not only he makes notes from class lecture, he also thinks ahead and prepare material from outside sources that no one else bothered to look up for such as the latest scientific journal articles (Riddle school uniform R).

Charismatic and Inspiring –  When he let himself forget about those pesky rules, he actually has this... thing that kinda spurs people to become the best version of themselves; an inspiration, I daresay. This is especially apparent in his interactions with individual members of Dumbass Squad so far, that either portrayed him as an overall competent and admirable senpai that you can look up to (Jack robe SR, Deuce dorm SSR).

Weaknesses

Stubborn and Dominant – Goes hand-in-hand with his general strongheaded character. One interesting example of this trait is his conversation with Azul in prologue’s first rythmic game, in which he outright demanded Azul to follow his lead and adjust to his pace in capturing Grim. Very telling since technically Azul is supposedly someone with the same standing as a fellow dorm head that you can’t just order around...

Intolerant – Has an extremely poor tolerance for error in other people. Self-explanatory, really, goes hand-in-hand with rule-abiding tendencies.

Impatient – When the underclassmen didn’t bring the tarts for Unbirthday Party fast enough, he was already so close to exploding, only managed to narrowly avoiding it thanks to Trey’s intervention (Trey dorm SSR).

Arrogant – Nurtured to the extreme by his own mother to believe in the innate superiority of people with high magical power. He ended up adopting the ‘might equals right’ mindset to the extreme, believing that he had proven himself as the most competent person in Heartslabyul on the basis of his. Remember that time in chapter 1 when took a jab at Ace and Deuce’s presumed less-than-ideal parentage and basically went ‘lower magical power = no rights for you’...

Poor Handling of Emotions – Guy overblotted because he couldn’t identify his neglected emotional need of companionship, and subconsciously tried to cope by enforcing his ideals towards others...

Cold and Ruthless –  The number of people he had ‘beheaded’ for the slightest rule violations speaks for themselves for this behavior, honestly...

Trey Clover-ESFJ (Consul)

An expected result for Heartslabyul’s resident Team Mom. An S-ranking team player that everyone relies on, I think that it’s kind of no-brainer to put him in this category. While the prevalence of his people skill is usually a specialty of Diplomat personality type group, his inclination to value stability above all else puts him firmly in this Sentinel personality type.

Strengths

Strong Practical Skills – Day-to-day dorm management, cooking, dealing with students’ concerns and worries, just all around being a dependable senpai... this guy’s got you covered. We can certainly thank Riddle’s demon temper and borderline impossible standard leadership and his kouhai’s stupidity cluelessness for letting us see this trait appear from time to time...

Strong Sense of Duty – “Knight of the Rose” is no joke indeed: in spite of all the sh*t he has to deal with on daily basis, we seldom hear him to voice even a word of complaint , be it in serious or joking context (for good comparison check on how Cater handles it). A true ‘grit your teeth and bear with it’ guy.

Very Loyal – While this is self-explanatory when it comes to Cater as his fellow long-time suffering underling, he arguably also shows this to Riddle (or maybe more accurate to say, to the ‘Riddle’ of his past memories)... while he low key took a jab at Riddle’s temper in his lab coat SR story, he never really plots something against him, for better or worse unlike that certain snake vice dorm head.  

Sensitive and Warm – As everyone’s fave senpai this is a given. This particular trait of his really is a refuge for Heartslabyul students from their demon strict dorm head...

Good at Connecting with Others – Connected to above point. Really good at empathizing with most people’s pain, making him indispensable as buffer to Riddle’s crippling weakness in this aspect.

Weaknesses

Worried about Their Social Status – Arguably, this is one of the main reasons why he never bothered to do anything in regards to mama Rosehearts’ helicopter parenting that caused Riddle so much suffering. Like it or not, she is an influential citizen in his homeland, and maybe after witnessing her unleashed rage at his family, he was not very keen on trying anything risky...

Inflexible – Very, very reluctant to oppose Riddle in chapter 1, despite the clear evidence that his non-action did more harm than good. he tried to convince himself and others that any kind of resistance would be futile.

Reluctant to Innovate or Improvise – While he’s indispensable for the task of keeping day-to-day operation proceeding smoothly, he also has the tendency to keep doing things the same way, for a very long time. This is apparent in his dorm SSR story, where he was not really welcoming to the underclassmen’s suggestion to change their Unbirthday Party’s cake type.

Vulnerable to Criticism – A bit of a hot take, I HC that after mama Rosehearts chewed him and his family out for feeding poor Riddle strawberry tart, he developed a different take from Che’nya on what should he do as Riddle’s friend, and both of them failed to reconcile their views. The prospect of criticism was appalling enough to him that when Dumbass Squad brought up about Che’nya in chapter 1 he got his rare sour face...

Too Selfless – As pictured above in his own robe SR personal story, he tends to take on so many responsibilities from other people and ended up forgetting his own physical and psychological limits. Another prominent example of this trait is his behavior in Riddle’s lab coat SR, in which he was downplaying his light cold and ended up bedridden because he refused to delegate his responsibilities to take more rest.

Cater Diamond-ESFP (Entertainer)

For me, this one needed quite a bit of contemplating, for two reasons: 1) I’m personally not really focused on him; 2) There’s so little info on him (perhaps this is a sign for something big, perhaps not, only time can tell). Like Trey, I initially also wanted to categorize Cater into a personality type in Diplomat group due to his prominent people skill. However, after reading more into the personalities in Explorer group, I found out that he lacks the usual idealism that embodies personality types from that particular group.

Strengths

Bold – Rarely holds back when it comes to experiencing pleasures of life when the opportunity presents itself. Just look at Idia’s uniform R personal story, in which he decided on a whim to whisk off to Kalim’s banquet without so much of a thought, and even forcibly brought a very reluctant Idia along because it would be more fun that way.

Aesthetics and Showmanship – This is very clear from his day-to-day mannerism, that tends to give off the ‘bubbly and trendy’ feel: his default cheerful and open gestures and words, his everyday up-to-date fashion items, you name it. Flat is most probably one of the furthest thing you would associate with this SNS-loving guy.

Practical – So far, he seems like the type of guy that doesn’t really adhere to a big, overarching ideology that underlies his every actions; he is, after all, the best when doing whatever suits his convenience at that exact moment as demonstrated in his own dorm SSR personal story. A good way to understand this trait of his is to compare him to the more idealistic characters like Riddle, that will most certainly hold onto his personal convictions even when it’s not beneficial.

Observant – Really sharp when it comes to identifying what people really want from him and then acts accordingly, as noticed by Trey multiple times (chapter 1, Cater dorm SSR).

Excellent People Skills – Plays the role of resident social butterfly really well... not much to explain here, really...

Weaknesses

Sensitive – Despite his best efforts to gives off the impression that nothing can really hurt his feeling, both his robe and lab coat SR showed us that he does feel things, and they greatly affect his psychological state (sad mandrake, I’m looking at you).

Conflict-Averse – Desperately tried to persuade Dumbass Squad to not butt heads with Riddle in chapter 1. Also has the tendency to bury his negative feelings behind his smiles and cheery attitude.

Easily Bored – Hops in and out of trends constantly, not much to explain here really... he vibes really well with trend-based Magicam for a reason after all...

Poor Long-Term Planners – Admitted to Riddle and Trey that while he is an excellent multi-tasker, he severely lacks the ability to plan and strategize for long-term goal (Riddle dorm SSR).

Unfocused – Strongly related to above point, he also has a considerable difficulty to tackle subjects that need long-term, regimented effort to master such as Practical Magic (Riddle dorm SSR).

Ace Trappola-ENTP (Debater)

Arguably the first non-Ramshackle member of Dumbass Squad, this boy, indeed, lives and breathes the phrase “Bold and Brash” in his every single endeavors in life. Unlike the other boys in this post, deciding on which personality type most suited for him was so damn easy that I felt a bit insulted (heck, even easier than Trey): his cheekiness and motor mouth were quite were like highlights that pointed out to this personality type’s direction. And, ho boy, the second I read ENTP’s overview, I instantly knew that I already hit the mark this time...

Strengths

Knowledgeable – Not of the useful, practical kind of knowledge, but he does have a fondness to learn various amusing little tricks for the fun of it and for bragging material.

Quick Thinker – This boy seriously has a talent to bullshit his way out of trouble in the last second... This trait is basically the entire plot of his SSR dorm story, in which he showcased his ability to use half-lies and misdirection to avoid disadvantaging himself in unforeseeable situations...

Original – This trait is basically his whole stand off with Riddle in chapter 1. Not only using his own very personal opinion, he also linked it to other Heartslabyul students’ various expressions of discontent and made the initially generic and powerless words into a very distinct, powerful argument that basically screamed ‘you and your rules suck’ to Riddle. Add in a very ingenious touch of physical punch to the face that nobody else dared to try, which made the message even more powerful.

Excellent Brainstormer – Considering his extraordinary bullshitting skill, he must be quite sharp in this department... Also, there’s also the fact that the subject that he performs best at is Magic Analysis...

Charismatic – Only shown subtly so far, but combined with his bullshitting skill he does show a knack to influence people’s opinion from time to time. One example is shown when he influenced Heartslabyul students to demand Trey to make different cakes for their Unbirthday Party (Trey dorm SSR).

Energetic – A given trait when you’re a member of the Dumbass Squad, with how much shenanigans that you’re going to face...

Weaknesses

Very Argumentative – Has the tendency to pick a fight with people, arguably just for kicks. One of the example of this trait is his admission of having the thrill out of the possibility getting your neck ‘cut’ constantly as one of the reason that he finds the thought of changing dorm is unthinkable (Ace dorm SSR voice line).

Insensitive – Lacks the ability to read the atmosphere, or possibly just straight out ignoring it. Cue frequent troubles with Deuce and Riddle...

Intolerant – Has shown quite a bit of pre-concieved prejudices to something he’s not familiar with. Combined with his lack of delicacy, this could turn nasty very fast, just look back at his first meeting with magicless MC and monster Grim...

Can Find It Difficult to Focus – This trait is the main culprit for his bad affinity with traditional text-based learning methods and subjects that make use of said methods, such as Magic History.

Dislike Practical Matters – His general dismay to even try memorizing and implementing written, word-by-word rules that Riddle force feeds to Heartslabyul people everyday is rooted on how boring they are. He fully understands why rules are important, but chooses not to obey it because the prospect of just obeying is not very thrilling to him...

Deuce Spade-ISFJ (Defender)

And, last but not least, here comes our egg boy! This Dumbass #2 of Heartslabyul is one of the more difficult one to assign, and my decision to put him in this personality type didn’t really come that easy. While reading through Defender’s personality overview, at first I thought that “Whoa, maybe this one is too soft for this ex-yankee...” and I had intended to put him into something from the Explorer group due to his dumbass shenanigans general spontaneity, but hey, actually, this boy is soft.

When I factor in the fact that NRC is basically a school that consists of talented but egoistical problem kids, this boy quite distinguishes himself with his fierce loyalty to his loved ones and the general earnest vibe that he exudes, that really vibe with this personality type. Also, something about Introvert vs. Extrovert debate, I HC Deuce as more of an introvert because, while outwardly he is no less rowdy than Ace being a pair of dumbasses that they are, he is way more inward-focused in his way of thinking, focusing on his few beloved ones instead of the larger populace.  

Strengths

Supportive – A great deal more honest and sincere than Ace in his approach of friendship, think of him as that openly supportive friend that doesn’t hide how he values his friends and always tries his best to support them in any way he can.

Reliable and Patient – In line with point above, he’s that type of friend that you can safely depend on, the type that would always be there when you need him.

Imaginative and Observant – Despite appearances, Deuce is actually quite adept at empathy (especially when compared to his fellow Heartslabyul dumbass Ace), being able to sympathize with people’s feeling. One of the best example of this is Deuce’s response to Azul’s insecurity in chapter 3, in which Deuce pretended that he never saw the childhood photo that Azul was so adamant on hiding because of his inferiority issues.

Enthusiastic – He’s really passionate about the things that he has set on to do; you can practically feel it in most of his dialogue lines...

Loyal and Hard-Working – He’s willing to bend back-and-forth for the sake of his loved ones. Hell, the main reason that he tries his hardest to become a great magician in the future is so that he can make his mother happy...

Good Practical Skills – This is moving more to the headcanon side, but I think as an only child that lives only with his mother he ended up developing this trait, whether he likes it or not...

Weaknesses

Humble and Shy – Might be the influence of his yankee past, he’s rather low key when it comes to his personal achievements. Compare that to Ace’s constant bragging...

Take Things Too Personally – Self-explanatory, when you look at his hands-on approach on things... one of the example of this trait is his robe SR story (pictured above), in which he was about to physically fight a student that underplayed his achievement as a first year.

Overload Themselves – ‘Chill’ is not really the word that could be attributed to this boy, he takes everything he does too seriously. Although right now the effects are not really apparent, but it does make me wonder whether this will pose a problem later on...

Reluctant to Change – Very visible when compared side-by-side to the more mercurial fellow dumbass Ace, overall Deuce has more respect to the existing order in his environment, and he also shows more respect towards authority figures. I HC that this trait is what makes him tried to restrain Ace from punching Riddle in their chapter 1 showdown.

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Your dares are no match for my power. Let me know if you want elaboration for any of these. :* 

100 Random Character Development Questions

Under a read-more due to length.

001. When is their birthday?

September 17th

002. Do they do anything to celebrate their birthday?

Absolutely! The Addams family celebrates life as well as death! Cake is mandatory, and the family makes a point of spending some special time together, whether it be a fun outing or a game night at home. Gifts are present, but generally not the focus as gifts are often given on random days as well. 

003. Does your character like coffee better, or tea?

Tea! When she gets older, Wednesday doesn’t mind coffee, but Thing makes wonderful tea, they know just how long to steep it. 

004. Do they prefer being alone or with others?

In the right company, being with others, but it’s very much with the right people. Wednesday doesn’t mind being alone, but family and friends always make for a better time. 

005. Are they in good health?

For an Addams, absolutely. It may not be good health if someone outside the family would follow her diet, but she’s a bit different. She’s in no danger of major illness, and is by all means in a rather athletic shape. She practices Judo and is quite skilled. 

006. What sense do they most rely on?

Sight. Wednesday is generally rather good at using all her senses, but sight is really just the most useful. 

007. Is your character an optimist or a pessimist?

An optimist! Things have a way of working out for an Addams. 

008. What is their favorite fairy tale?

Her and Pugsley’s version of Red Riding Hood. The wolf is okay in that one. 

009. Do they believe in happy endings?

Yes.

010. Do they believe in love at first sight?

Yes. 

011. How would your character court the person of their dreams?

Well, her family has lots of advice on this. She’d wear pretty dresses, keep her hair down, learn to dance, and pull a nice long face. If that doesn’t work, though, she’s been given plenty of backup options. 

No, but really, she would likely change her appearance somewhat, but would largely offer her affection as acts of service and time spent with the person of her dreams. If it truly is a person of her dreams, then they will want to court her as well, and she imagines things will fall naturally into place. 

012. What makes your character embarrassed?

Remembering the terrible crushes she’s had on people that wouldn’t even play with Pugsley’s octopus. 

013. Have they ever been bullied or teased?

Yes, she didn’t mind much so long as they were just insulting her. 

014. Detail one secret shame your character feels.

She wants her Marie Antoinette doll to be period-accurate. Even though the clothes she wears are beautiful, and the period-accurate ones are horrific, Wednesday would rather it be light and frilly. 

015. Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue?

That depends– not much aside from insulting her family will make Wednesday resort to physical violence, but when words simply won’t do….

016. What is their choice of weapon?

If a weapon is to be used, a nice knife. 

017. When does your character think that violence is justified or deserved?

As mentioned before, when someone insults her family. 

018. Your character wakes up to find that war has been declared. What do they do?

Rejoice. 

019. If they could have a superpower, what would they choose?

Teleportation

020. What are their hobbies?

Writing, raising spiders, painting, ballet, etc. 

021. How do they display affection?

A loving look, or (as a child) excited hugs. Occasionally thumps on the head. Sharing of possessions. 

022. What is the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen?

Her mother’s garden

023. What do they consider beautiful in others physically?

A lovely pallor 

024. What do they consider ugly in others physically?

A penchant for bright clothing

025. What do they consider beautiful in others personality-wise?

Intelligence 

026. What do they consider ugly in others personality-wise?

A sense of superiority

027. What is their idea of perfect happiness?

Family and the means to decorate and provide for her family in the way that will make them most comfortable.

028. What makes them laugh out loud?

Uncle Fester’s dynamite caps

029. What sort of sense of humor does your character have?

Dark & Gloomy

030. Do they believe in the afterlife?

Yes, though her idea of the afterlife is not conventional or definite by any means.

031. Are they superstitious about anything?

Yes. Imagine most superstitious, reversed (ex. lucky number 13, breaking a mirror is 7 years of good luck, etc.)

032. Does your character believe in ghosts?

Yes

033. Do they keep their promises?

Most of the time.

034. What’s their view of lying?

Reputable people don’t lie. That said, sometimes she doesn’t feel like she has to be reputable. 

035. What is the most important rule your character lives by?

Family first and family last and family by and by. 

036. How honorable is your character?

Depends on when you catch her. I’d say mostly honorable. 

037. If your character saw someone drop a large sum of money and knew that they could probably take it without anyone noticing, what would they do?

Give it back. Depending on the sum, possibly slip in a little more for charity. Money’s a strange thing, for the Addams family. 

038. What bad habits do they have?

Using her family’s possessions without permission

Proclaiming when she knows a secret

039. What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person?

Isolation from loved ones

040. What is their obsession?

Raising pedigreed spiders

041. Are they comfortable with technology?

Depends on the type. 

042. What is their greatest achievement?

Though no one knows it’s actually her art (as they believed it was Sam Picasso’s), her paintings have been critically acclaimed. She’s most (un?)known for her trees with human heads. She’s more proud of her spiders, though. 

043. What will they stand up for?

Family. 

044. What disgusts them?

Apples

Non-consensual sadism (deriving joy from hurting someone that doesn’t want to be hurt). (while I HC the Addams Family are neither sadists nor masochists, there’s no judgement of those who are, unless it hurts those who do not want to be harmed)

045. Does your character have any chronic medical conditions?

No

046. How do they handle getting sick?

Her father will typically call Dr. Mbogo, but he’s usually busy and by the time they’ve run off another doctor, the illness will have run its course

047. What was the last medical problem your character had?

Her temperature was very oddly low for a few days. 

048. Do they have any allergies?

No

049. How does your character feel about growing old?

Well, everyone must

050. How does your character feel about their own mortality?

What of it? It’s unconcerning

051. If they knew they would die tomorrow, what would they do today?

Spend time with her family

052. What is your character’s worst flaw?

A shocking refusal of awareness that her family is in any way “strange.” Also her undying loyalty.

053. What is your character’s greatest strength?

Undying loyalty. Also her refusal to think of her family as “strange.”

054. Does your character want power or authority of any kind?

No? Yes? She’s happy to have it but does not demand it.

055. Is your character an introvert or an extrovert?

Introvert

056. Has your character ever struck someone in anger?

Yes. Harold Pomeroy. 

057. Has your character ever killed anyone?

No

058. What is your character’s idea of a perfect day?

A nice storm staying at home and curling up against Kitty. Lurch would play the harpsichord and her parents would dance, she would play with dynamite caps with Pugsley and Uncle Fester, Grandmama would tell her about Marie Antoinette again, she’d play hide and go seek (and Thing would help her cheat), and at the end of the day her Mother would read her a lovely bedtime story.

059. List several phrases your character is fond of uttering. Where did they pick them up?

“It’s so nice and gloomy” - How she’s always described her house. Echoed from her mother’s words. 

“It’s Marie Antoinette” - Whenever people ask about her doll

“No.” She’s a very stubborn girl, and knows exactly what she said.

060. What is your character’s attitude toward education and learning?

She’s extremely intelligent… but may have the system a little backward. She’ll fail to spite her teachers, unless she’s very interested in the subject. Even then she doesn’t like answering tests. 

061. Does your character prefer adventure or safety and security?

Adventure. 

062. What sort of legacy does your character wish to leave behind?

That of a true Addams

063. How well does your character handle difficult people?

She’s undeterred. 

064. In what ways does your character annoy others?

Wednesday is very set in her ways at times, and will keep at her argument without escalation (and without deescalation) when it comes to minor differences. 

065. Is your character better at leading or following? Which do they prefer?

It entirely depends on the situation. 

066. Does your character prefer city life or being out in nature?

Nature

067. Does your character believe in fate or destiny?

Not in the way this question makes it sound. 

068. How strong is your character’s sense of responsibility? What kinds of things trigger it?

You may have guessed it now, but very strong. Particularly to her family or any group she is a part of, she feels she has the responsibility to show her worth and care for those within. 

069. What about your character is heroic?

She will defend her family until her death and beyond. 

070. What about your character is cowardly?

If there’s something she doesn’t want to deal with, she simply won’t. This isn’t really a problem for smaller things, but sometimes....

071. How kind is your character?

I think she’s actually rather kind, but it may not come across that way, always. She has a very good heart for those she cares about. 

072. In a Dungeons & Dragons game, which class would your character be? (wizard, fighter, bard, priest, ranger, etc.)

Oooh... this should not be as hard as it is... I want to say warlock. 

073. In a novel, what plot role would your character fill? (hero, anti-hero, sidekick, villain, etc.)

Strange mysterious character that ends up giving you a cryptic, true answer but you don’t realize it until the end

074. What is your character’s favorite game?

Dolls (when young), poker (when older)

075. Is your character ticklish?

Not that anyone knows.

076. How do they express anger?

Violently and vindictively. Wednesday isn’t truly angry often. 

077. How often do they cry? Over what?

Not too often. When she was younger it was because of those awful tales where knights slew the poor defenseless dragons. Nowadays it’s just a nice cathartic cry every now and again. 

078. How emotionally stable is your character?

Rather.

079. How easy is it for them to read the emotions of others?

Rather.

080. How easy is it for others to read your character’s emotions?

Fairly.

081. Is your character religious?

No?

082. What are your character’s sleeping preferences?

On her back, perfectly still, under two light blankets with a hard mattress and pillow.  

083. What is the first thing they say and/or do when they wake up?

Yawn, then make the bed.

084. Describe your character in one word.

Novel

085. Describe your character in three words.

Child of woe

086. How would your character describe themself in one word?

Wednesday. 

087. How would your character describe themself in three words?

Wednesday Friday Addams. 

088. Is your character quiet or loud?

Quiet, except when she gets to use fresh dynamite caps. 

089. How vocally expressive is your character?

She says what she thinks.

090. How bodily expressive is your character?

Very, if you know how to look. But it is rather subtle 

091. What type of music does your character like?

Instrumental. Her favorite artist is Lurch, on the harpsichord. 

092. What emotion does your character evoke in others?

Unease, sometimes. Who on earth could know why?

093. What is your character’s goal in life?

To support her family, and someday have her own.

094. Name three things most would not expect your character to be able to know.

The works of  Edgar Allen Poe, Dante Alighieri, and William Shakespeare.

That B-O-O-Z-E spells booze (at six) 

Approximately how many heads were chopped off in the French Revolution.     

095. Name three things most would not expect your character to be able to do.

Judo 

Advanced mathematics

Be the unintentional cause of several law enforcement officers’ resignations.

096. How do they move and carry themselves? What energy do they project?

With confidence, poise, and grace. Wednesday projects a strange, dark energy, but one that is assured of itself and uncompromising. 

097. How well do they adapt to change?

Fairly easily. Sometimes she’ll become a bit down if it isn’t as gloomy as she’s used to, but she can get it there. 

098. Does your character like animals?

Yes. She has a spider named Homer and a lizard name Lucifer, among others. She adores animals! Though dogs and bunny rabbits are a bit… weird. 

099. Do they talk to inanimate objects?

That depends on what you consider inanimate. In the Addams home, those lines get blurred. 

100. Does your character dream? If so, what do they dream about?

Yes. Usually just about daily life-- playing, going to school, talking to her family, etc.