#their favourite food is the negative emotions of others

[zombiecicada]

I think our goopy friendly horrors should be friends.

@snazzyladreal

[waldau-archived]

how they take care of you — seventeen | 2,531 words | hurt/comfort, fluff

i didn't know i liked writing ot13 this much!

gender neutral reader. warnings: reader is stressed out/tired/scared/ill/sad? y'know, the usual spectrum of negative human emotions?

seungcheol

gets so concerned when he hears a hitch in your voice when you greet him that he drops whatever he’s doing and rushes to you. doesn’t matter if he’s on a call or if he’s doing some important paperwork, he’s all yours now.

gives you a big, comforting hug that tries to shield you from everything but him. kisses your head to try and ground you.

doesn’t make you talk if you don’t want to, but he insists that you don’t keep it in for too long because it’s only going to hurt you in the end. lasts only for a while before asking if there's someone that needs some talking to for making you feel this sad.

tries to do anything in his power to see you smile, even if it's momentary. shows you a funny picture of his favourite child (mingyu) to cheer you up. asks if you feel okay enough to walk kkuma with him, because she needs some time with her other favourite person (you).

“you know i love you, right? that's never changing.”

jeonghan

is proud to be the person that becomes your comfort when something doesn’t go right, or when you’ve had a bad day.

immediately bottles up any jokes he’s about to make and wipes away your tears, stops only when you bat his hands away. even if he doesn’t want to let go of you, he respects your boundaries.

when you're feeling a bit better, he pulls you down into the sofa and cuddles with you, and is content whether you choose to tell him what’s on your mind, or if you want to be silent and fiddle with his shirt instead.

kisses your forehead and looks into your eyes when he promises you that it’s just one bad day, and that he’s always here for all the others. links pinkies with you because he knows how much it means to you, even if it may seem childish.

will resort to tickling you to make the last traces of your sadness vanish, and asks if there’s anything else he can do to make you smile.

joshua

comes to pick you up from work because he has a free day, and realizes something’s wrong the moment you greet him hello without even looking at his face for more than two seconds.

doesn’t make a big deal out of it, though. takes your stuff from you and greets you softly. opens the door for you and buckles your seat belt. asks you if it’s okay that he’s not taking you home first, because there’s some place else he wants to take you.

dismisses any concerns you have about not looking “good enough” to go out, because you look absolutely gorgeous at any time of the day, and he’d never lie about something like this to you. lets you choose whatever music you want as he weaves through the traffic on the streets, telling you about his day.

parks the car and gets out to hold your hand in his as he guides you over to the many stalls, asking you to pick whatever you want to eat. sits next to you on one of the benches overlooking the river, your legs swinging as you lean into his side and enjoy your meal. is glad he could take care of you like this because you needed it.

“trust me when i say whatever happened is not your fault, okay, sweetheart?”

junhui

is more confident in his actions than his words, because he can immediately notice the little changes in your behaviour: your tired smile, and the way you’re kind of curled in on yourself, as if trying to take up less space.

gives you a long hug with lots of cheek kisses and pulls you into the kitchen to show you what he’s working on: a dish that coincidentally happens to be your comfort food. it’s your favourite, especially when jun makes it in his own style.

this six foot man becomes small as he tries to do anything to make you smile. hates that you’re even feeling this way. throws random pickup lines at you to see which one gets you to crack and slap his arm and tell him to stop (he won’t, because he loves you too much).

offers to feed you dinner once it’s ready and makes random airplane noises that bring out a giggle from you. watches as you eat slowly and is glad when he sees your bowl is empty. doesn’t resist your offer of feeding him dinner once you’re done.

hides under the blankets with you and watches cat videos till your eyes shut from exhaustion and his arm hurts from holding up the phone from so long. cuddles with you and doesn’t let go even when you halfheartedly complain about how warm it is.

soonyoung

becomes so gentle that it pulls you out of your dullness a bit, makes you wonder where your usually hyperactive boyfriend is.

doesn’t baby you because he knows you don’t like it, but he makes sure you get everything you need. calls his mother to ask her the exact recipe for this soup she used to feed him when he used to get ill. stays by your side even when you have a raging fever and you’re worried he’s going to catch it if he kisses your cheek one more time.

doesn’t complain even once when you wake him up because of how uncomfortable you’re feeling. what else is he there for, if he can’t take care of the person he loves the most? wraps himself along with you in your blanket even if it’s hot enough that he can just melt.

is your hype man when you finally get better enough to start moving around the house by yourself. watches you with the biggest smile on his face that he will not tamp down when he sees you eating the soup he made, and almost cries with joy when you ask him for a second serving.

doesn’t blame you one bit when he catches the same bug a week later, because you’re there to take care of him through it, and because he loves you too much for it to be an issue.

wonwoo

gently pulls you into his chest the moment he sees your tear-streaked cheeks, and rests his head on yours. doesn’t ask you what’s wrong because he feels it’s more important to make you feel better.

doesn’t care that your tears are leaving behind a spot on his shirt, and shushes you for even pointing it out. in fact he wants you to do that so that you can run out of tears and he can take care of you properly.

gives you his hoodie to wear because it’s oversized on you, and he loves seeing you in it just as much as you love wearing it.

makes you wrap your arms around his waist from behind and cling onto him while he goes about the house finishing his share of chores. does yours without asking if he senses you’re too drained out to do them.

absolutely needs you by his side regardless of what he’s doing, whether it’s playing a game or brushing his teeth. offers to read you a book if you’re having trouble falling asleep. tells you he loves you in the lowest voice possible when he sees you finally asleep against his chest, breathing evened out.

jihoon

might not very verbal, but when it comes to you, he knows exactly what to do to make things better.

knows you’re in his studio when the door shuts, but you don’t greet him. decides to finish some edits on the song he’s working on before he turns to you, only to find you lying on the sofa facing away from him.

genuinely sad to hear you had a bad day. he got through today only because of all the encouraging texts you sent him. decides the least he can do is return the favour.

wraps you in your favourite blanket that he always keeps at the studio for when you visit. holds your hand regardless of whether you want to talk or not. offers to order food to the studio so that he can make sure you’re not hungry.

very thankful that you came to him because you were feeling down, and he very much wants to call it a day and take you home so that he can cuddle with you and make your day just a bit better.

seokmin

his mood almost always mirrors yours, so when he sees you so exhausted and down, his heart genuinely hurts.

not a confrontational person, but he’s willing to fight whatever made you sad, even if it was a table you stubbed your toe on. happy that it brings a smile to your face even if he didn’t actually fight anything.

have you seen his arms? wraps them around you till you push him off with a bit of a smile on your face. he then decides he wants to use them to bake something for you. you’re the better baker between the two of you and since he’s got loads of time today, he decides he wants to learn something that he can make the next time you’re away and he doesn’t have to feel that lonely.

is your own personal jukebox. belts out whatever song you want, and does a mini infinite aju nice in the comfort of your kitchen, making you jump while the oven works, till you’re tired and actually smiling.

“it’ll be okay, i promise. i love you.”

mingyu

hates that you had a nightmare but is thankful that he was sleeping right next to you when it happened.

the biggest cuddle bug you’ll ever see you in your life. when you wake him up with a shaky voice, he immediately blinks out of his sleep and holds you in his arms. he’ll hug you and keep hugging you till he can drain your sadness even just a little.

doesn’t matter how late it is; if you can’t go back to sleep, he’ll pull you to the kitchen and make his ramen just for you. makes you help him chop some ingredients and stir the broth so that you feel involved. keeps purposely bumping into you every time you cross paths and takes a kiss as payment.

finds some cheesy, slow music to dance to and gently pulls you all over the kitchen, twirling you and even bending you as the song ends. loves hearing your laugh when he pulls you back up.

“i hope you dream of me when you sleep again. i love you.”

minghao

words aren’t necessary when he can just take care of you the way you always deserve to be taken care of.

actually gets upset (a little) when you apologize for crying in front of him. who else will make you feel better when you’re down if not for him? makes you promise never to feel nervous to be emotional around him.

runs a bath for you and makes your favourite food. when you’re done with dinner and feeling a bit better, he takes you to bed and cuddles with you, wanting you to focus on his breathing so you can calm yourself. he whispers endearments into your ear. also makes sure you know how proud he is of you for getting through today.

would give you the entire world if he could, but when you tell him the only thing you want is him, he promises you he’s never going anywhere, no matter what happens.

“i’m so lucky to call myself yours, my love. always.”

seungkwan

he can never stand seeing his loved ones sad, so when he sees you, he needs to find a way to make your smile get back to your face.

sees your lips wobble when you say hello to him, and he eventually coaxes the issue out of you: your friends had ditched a get-together you’d been planning at the last minute, and they didn’t even have the decency to apologize for it. he feels extremely angry on your behalf and is ready to curse. doesn’t do it only because it won’t help you.

thinks about what he can do to make you happy. asks if he can take you out on a drive tonight so you can watch the stars with him. when you regretfully decline the offer, he asks if you want to create a blanket fort and watch movies or go to sleep.

it’s not long before he’s constructing a blanket fort for the first time in his life thanks to some youtube tutorials. he’s upset when it collapses right in the middle of constructing it, but he realizes he’d build it a hundred times more if it meant you’d laugh the way you just did.

sets up snacks and your favourite drinks after a while. keeps apologizing to you on behalf of your so-called friends till you tell him to stop. promises that he’s always going to be with you, and that you don’t have to be sad when you’re with him. falls asleep with you in his arms, and a smile on your face, snacks and movies forgotten.

hansol

feels bad the moment he sees you try to mask the sadness on your face with a smile.

better with actions than words, so he kisses your forehead and trails you around the house while you try to relax from the day you had. if you’re really sad, he lets you just rest your head against his collarbone and breathe till you feel better.

“you’ve got this, and you’ve got me, okay? i’m right here.”

has a bunch of handmade coupons for whenever you feel sad. each coupon has the same four options: eat, talk, watch a movie, sleep. does whatever you choose, whether it’s only one or all four.

another one who has no problem with prolonged eye contact. he looks at you till you understand that he loves you more than he can say and that he’s always there for you when you feel like this.

chan

always used to being babied by his older brothers, so he feels happy to get a chance to take care of you. just doesn’t like the fact that you’re sad, because you deserve to be anything but.

very transparent with his affection for you. he whispers “i love you” into your hair when you ask him for a hug, shouts it across the living room when you come out to get some water, and holds your hand under the table during dinner even if it’s inconvenient.

if you’re really down, and don’t feel like talking, he bundles you into a blanket and puts you on the sofa and sits close to you, so that you have your space but he’s close enough if you need him.

sits with you while you work and watches intently even if he doesn’t understand much of what you’re doing. ready to go to the store and get you anything you’re craving, regardless of how late it is.

“i love looking after you, okay? don’t ever feel bad about telling me what’s troubling you.”

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[lovendergaze]

dom!remus x tired!reader would include:

you coming home drained from work, your eyes red and closing, your feet hurting and your brain signaling you're one mishap away from a complete breakdown

you open the door and the first thing you see is your boyfriend, Remus, waiting on the other side. He looks cozy in his fuzzy, brown sweater and he opens his arms, inviting you in

you fall into his arms and suddenly every negative emotion fades from your body, contentedness taking over as the sweet yet musky scent of Remus fogs your brain and as you feel the comforting weight and warmth of his arms engulf you

the only thing on your mind being how you will get as fast as possible in your shared bedroom, under the covers, in a pair of comfy pyjamas while still cuddling the human furnace your boyfriend is

you start nudging him towards the bedroom to begin executing your plan, when you hear him chuckling as he pulls away

"I made your favourite," he says, his voice laced with adoration, "let's have a bite before cuddling"

reluctantly you pull away and move towards the bathroom to wash yourself

later on, after having showered and changed into a clean pair of pyjamas, you are seated in the dining table in the kitchen, next to Remus, lazily taking bites out of your plate of food

Remus, realizing how close you are to dozing off right into your plate, starts giving you small bites

"I'll do the dishes tomorrow," you promise

"whatever you say babygirl," a playful smile decorates his face in response

the day might have started off rough, but you wouldn't change a thing if it meant that every time you had a rough day it ended up like this, your and Remus' bodies tangled into one, his calm heartbeat lulling you to sleep, with the soft autumn breeze creeping into the bedroom through the opened windows, making you lean further into his warmth

[brights-place]

Dating Floyd Headcannons

- OHOHOHO IMMA ENJOY THIS ONE FOR YOU FLOYD SIMPS

- Floyd is what you describe as MALE WIFE

- The PERFECT MAN!

- Sassy but loveable

- Sweet yet sour at people who diss on you.

- You Fell first but this man FELL HARDER

- When you first met he was in awe in your singing when they came back to pop village.

- you stood out unlike the others was it your appearance? Was it your voice? Was it the way your eyes shined when singing and dancing with the other trolls? He didn’t know but his heart felt something

- I’d think he’s abit oblivious to liking you…? Okay so like he understands people’s emotions but doesn’t get his own sometimes and is dumb founded by them

- Literally watched you with his lips parted and fiddling with his fingers while you rushed over to greet poppy and branch back and then became super shy when seeing the new people ‘Aka branch is brothers’

- he took note that you were comfortable and chaotic with people you were close with but quiet and shy to strangers and random people which he found cute.

- Would try make small talk with you but fails due to how you shuffle away abit not knowing what to do.

- When he see’s you being energetic and doing the most dumb things in the world he just laughs and praises you for how awesome it was or how funny it was which he found out made you grin happily.

- Pays attention to every detail about your stories, hobbies or anything you enjoy whenever you open up abit before realising your rambling.

- you two soon get close and he enjoys when you open up a lot more and would sometimes bring you small tokens of his appreciation like an flower to give you or some of your favourite food to give you its subtle but sweet.

- when he realised he fell in love with you he panicked

- he didn’t know his feelings until it got pointed out by his brothers even BRANCH piled on with the teasing

- he was an stuttering mess and would try not to interact with you much abit since he was scared you’d no longer be his friend.

- YOU confessed first since Floyd was too much of an (Pussy) wuss to do it and was thinking about the negatives after finding out his feelings he literally cheered and tackled you into an hug.

- your first date would probably be an small picnic in an field near pop village.

- second date would probably be at an Cafe or at one of his concerts

- when you officially started dating on the 4th date he offered you to be at his concert again.

- he would focus on you and make sure YOU always got an spot right near the front

- points you out most of the time in the crowd with his subtle gestures and dance moves.

- He gives the best cuddles and would make sure you feel comfortable an safe.

- your opinions matter to him.

- he wants to make you happy

- He understands emotions so well so if you wanted to vent or rant to him he would listen combing his hands through your hair as you ranted/vented about things.

- You two would start having lots of stay at home dates since you two would just be comfy in each others arms cuddling.

- When he’s sarcastic and Sassy you literally growl and shout ‘AWOOGA’ like when poppy finds somebody attractive which you blamed poppy on

- he chuckles every-time when you get flustered

- POSITIVE MESSAGES EVERY DAY

- He always interlocks your pinkies and hands whenever you two are out.

- PDA in private and not in public until he starts getting use to showing it more later on in your relationship

- Would sing songs to you

- He literally wanted to cry when walking in on you singing his parts of the songs and doing the dance move to one of the songs in brozone

- He joined in with goofing around and singing

- You two would sometimes slow dance in your or his pod

- He literally will treat you right and make sure you are ALWAYS comfortable

[thetriumphantpanda]

rainy days | frankie morales

Summary | It has never been your favourite day, but he always knows how to make it better.

Pairing | Frankie Morales x F!Reader

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Warnings | Mentions of depression and sadness, negative feelings around birthdays, Frankie makes it all better, two idiots truly in love, allusions to smut but nothing explicit.

Authors Note | To my darling Jo, @undercoverpena - whilst this is my entry to your birthday celebration (I got the colour old rose, apologies for the tenuous link to brief you're about to read), it is also my love letter to you. To the woman you are. To the friend you have become. A love letter to the fact that you can be soft and emotional and have flaws and still be worthy of all the love in the world. Because you are. I have said it many times in recent days, but it is the truth, that I love you unconditionally and I am forever grateful for your friendship and love. I am here for you. I see you. I understand you. And I love you. Happy Birthday darling woman.

He knows it isn’t your favourite day of the year. One that is usually meant to bring joy and happiness and love is instead one that fills you with dread. Worried people would forget, having to force a smile at gifts that show that they really don’t know you at all.

He knows not to push it either. He’s good at that. Knowing the battles to pick and those to leave. You suppose that’s why you love him so much. The way he’s comfortable to sit in your hurt with you, not immediately jumping into fixing it, because it’s been years and you don’t think he could truly unravel everything behind the feelings. But he’s there, with a strong arm around you and a kiss to your forehead. It doesn’t need words, just his presence to say I’m here, I see you and I love you regardless.

It rains, because of course it does, weather to match mood, drowning out any hopes of the walk he’d promised. You distract yourself, cleaning mainly, even though the kitchen counters are spotless and the vacuum has been used more times in the past week than it has in the previous two years since you bought it. Distraction mainly, but now, with nothing to do, you sit. Listen to the fat raindrops and odd rumble of thunder. You reread the same four pages of your book, hopelessly trying to stop checking your phone for missed calls or messages of glad tidings.

The doorbell rings, startling you. Clad in a big jumper, leggings and socks, hair scraped back, you open the door, roar of rain rushing in, to find him standing there. Your man. Your Frankie. He’s soaked to the bone, t-shirt wet and cap dripping, but he’s smiling, both hands behind his back.

“You’ll catch your death, Morales,” you chastise lightly, moving aside for him to step into the warmth of your house, but he makes no effort to move, “Are you coming in?”

It almost makes you laugh when he starts talking, like a scene from the old romcoms you used to watch, but you let him do it anyway. His right hand moves first, a beautiful bouquet of flowers, a dusty rose colour, which he hands to you. They remind you of the paint swatches, the way he’d patiently waited at the store for you to pick it. And then painted eleven swatches on the living room wall until you settled on one. Old rose.

“Hermosa,” he breathes, “Feliz cumpleaños.”

He bends, warm lips to your cheek, finally stepping across the threshold into your home, the place he spends more time in than his own home, his other secret revealed in the shape of a basket, woven, with a telltale red and white gingham poking out.

“Damn the rain,” he says, “and damn this misery, I know we can’t have this outside, but I know you hate eating outside anyway.”

He holds the basket up to you, lets you open the top. It’s full to the brim with food, all of your favourite things from your favourite places you’ve been with him in the past year. Pastries from the coffee shop where you had your first date, fruit from the farmer’s market you visit each Sunday, sandwiches from the shop you always stop at when you visit him at work to make sure he’s eating - it’s all there, in black and white, the moments you’ve shared, tiny, edible pieces of his love and care for you, that’s he’s the first person to ever truly see you, to ever truly know you. It makes your eyes water and your nose sniffle.

You press up on tiptoes and gently slant your lips over his, trying to tell him without words how much this means, how much you truly do love him.

You spread a blanket on the floor, unpack the food and sit for hours, eating and talking and kissing, until it goes dark outside. It still rains as he clears up, lightening now illuminating the sky, it rains as he leads you upstairs and undressed you, and thunder cracks along with your gasps and moans when he buries himself inside you.

It eases late, after he’s woken you in the dead of night with his mouth fused to your cunt. Draped across his chest, silence, save for the two of your breathing, you realise that this is all you need. One man who will do the most for you. One man who will continue, day in and day out, that he truly loves you. Maybe it won’t fix the disdain for your birthday, maybe it won’t fix anything else, but it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that he found you and he loves you.

“Muchas gracias,” you whisper softly against his skin, “Te amo, mi amor.”

“Te amo, querida.”

[roryculkinluvr]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 *ੈ✩‧₊˚

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: charlie walker x fem reader

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: brief mentions of smut and perv! charlie without detail.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: i changed a few things from the original template that i used, i hope you all enjoy this! also should i start a tag list?

𝐀 = 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐄 ┆what do they admire about you?

charlie admires everything about you. he genuinely thinks you’re perfect despite your “flaws” or “imperfections.”

if i had to choose something specific, i’d say charlie admires your ideas and opinions. he loves the way you think and express yourself, and the way you word things.

𝐁 = 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ┆what’s their favourite body part of yours?

he’s obsessed with your entire body, obviously. but he especially loves your eyes, stomach and your boobs.

𝐂 = 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ┆do they like to cuddle?

he doesn’t like it, he loves it. charlie is huge on physical touch and could lay with your body intertwined with his for hours. even just hugging you makes him feel so safe.

𝐃 = 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 ┆what is their ideal date?

charlie’s ideal date would be taking you to a drive in movie but instead of new movies, it would be a marathon of all of your favourites.

𝐄 = 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ┆how do they express emotions their to you?

he’s very expressive when it comes to positive emotions but charlie gets embarrassed when he’s upset. he’d probably try to hide his negative emotions until it all hits him at once :(

𝐅 = 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 ┆do they want a family?

charlie has a dream of growing old with you. maybe you’d have kids, maybe you wouldn’t. he would never pressure you into wanting to have kids if you didn’t want to, but he’d probably want one or two when you’re older.

𝐆 = 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐒 ┆how do they feel about gift giving and what are their habits regarding gift giving?

charlie adores gift giving! he wants to let you know that he thinks about you and that he pays attention to what you like. he’d be so nervous giving you the first gift, afraid you wouldn’t like what he had picked out for you. after you assured him that you loved the gift, he didn’t stop giving them to you.

like i said, charlie pays close attention to what you like so if you mentioned a certain food you love, he’d bring it to you. if you told him about something on your wish list, he’s show up at your door with it the next day.

𝐇 = 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 ┆when do they like to hold hands?

charlie will hold your hand anywhere and anytime. not only does he just love having his hands on you at all times, he also wants everyone to know that you two are dating.

𝐈 = 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 ┆how would they act if you got hurt?

he would hate seeing you in pain and try his best to take care of you. he’d lay in bed with you, watching a horror movie that you’d both seen way too many times and constantly check up on you, making sure you’re okay.

𝐉 = 𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐒 ┆do they joke around with you?

all the time. he’s so sarcastic with you, especially when he’s flirting with you. charlie lives for banter.

𝐊 = 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 ┆how do they like to kiss?

if it’s in public, charlie will give you short, shy pecks on your lips or your cheek — he also loves when you kiss his forehead when you’re saying goodbye.

but when you’re in private, he’s so passionate. he’d kiss you so slowly with his hands all over your body. he’ll trace sloppy kisses down your neck and chest, leaving marks all over your tits.

𝐋 = 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ┆how do they show their love?

he shows his love through acts of service and physical touch. emphasis on physical touch, he always has to be touching you in some way, even if it’s just your shoulders touching as you sit beside him.

𝐌 = 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 ┆their favourite memory with you.

charlie’s favourite memory with you is the first kiss you both shared after admitted your feelings for each other. it was so refreshing to kiss you after years and years of waiting. that kiss quickly turned into making out, you lips were so desperate for each others as you both gasped for air between kisses.

𝐍 = 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄 ┆what’s their worst fear?

charlie’s worst fear is hurting you, mentally or physically. he does everything he can to avoid it. even if he hurt you by accident he would feel completely and utterly horrible.

𝐎 = 𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐘 ┆what is one quirk they have?

charlie secretly bites his nails when he’s nervous and thinks it’s embarrassing.

𝐏 = 𝐏𝐄𝐓 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 ┆what do they call you?

i don’t think charlie is huge on pet names, probably just “beautiful” or “baby”.

but if it’s in bed, oh he’ll call you all sorts of names

𝐐 = 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ┆how do they like to spend their time with you?

charlie likes kind of just existing in your presence, if that makes sense. you could just be studying or reading, not paying attention to him at all and he’d love just being there, with you.

that being said, obviously his favourite thing to do with you is movie nights.

𝐑 = 𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌 ┆what music would they listen to?

charlie walker is a alternative rock/grunge music lover and no one can change my mind. he’d listen to the smashing pumpkins, deftones, nirvana, weezer, i think his favourite songs would be as follows:

silverfuck by the smashing pumpkins

mascara by deftones

drain you by nirvana

undone - the sweater song by weezer

𝐒 = 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 ┆how open are they with you?

because you and charlie where friends before you got together, he’s pretty open with you. but when it comes to his perversions, he keeps most of those to himself…

𝐓 = 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ┆how long did it take for you two to get together?

a longgggg time, like years. charlie definitely had a huge crush on you since you both met. as we know, he’s not too good at making first moves, so he’d be far too nervous to ask you out or even flirt with you before you gave him hints that you were interested too.

𝐔 = 𝐔𝐏𝐒𝐄𝐓 ┆how do they act when you’re upset?

even if the reason you’re upset isn’t his fault whatsoever, he will apologize. he’ll wrap his arms around you, rubbing your back and letting you cry into the crook of his neck. “i’m so sorry baby, you don’t deserve to feel like this. i wish i could make it better.” he’d whisper.

𝐕 = 𝐕𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓 ┆do they like to show you off?

YES YES YES!!! charlie will always show you off. he’ll brag about your achievements when you’re too humble too. he’ll walk with you hand in hand, so everyone knows you belong to each other.

𝐖 = 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 ┆would they fight for you?

obviously yes, charlie would do anything for you. even before you started dating, he’d defend you.

when guys would say perverted things about you, he’d threaten them (which is kinda hypocritical lol).

𝐗 = 𝐗-𝐑𝐀𝐘 ┆how well are they able to read you?

charlie’s not stupid, but he’s clueless. the majority of the time, you have to tell him everything straight up or he won’t pick up on it (especially when it comes to flirting).

𝐘 = 𝐘𝐄𝐒 ┆how would they propose?

after you had been together for years, he would drop ┆ hints on wanting to get married. he’d have this huge grand gesture planned and he would always wait for the ‘perfect’ day to ask you to marry him. poor charlie would put it off constantly due to his fear that you’d reject him. eventually, you’d pick up on his hints and you’d be laying beside him in bed, about to fall asleep and you’d be like “do you wanna get married?” and he would be like “are you serious.” and you’d nod and he’d get all frustrated with himself cause he didn’t get to suprise you.

to make charlie happy, you’d tell him you would “forget.” and let him go through with his plan.

𝐙 = 𝐙𝐄𝐍 ┆what calms them down?

when you play with his hair. he’ll lie his head on your chest when he’s overwhelmed and you’ll stroke his hair or run your finger through it. it makes him feel at ease.

he also has on oral fixation lol

[voidandabyssal]

Aw, that last one was so good! May I request another?

I don't remember if you've written anything about the Dreamtale twins. Do you have any personal headcanons about them? No, I'm not asking because Nightmare is my favourite and has been on mind a tone lately...

I’ve written a teeny tiny bit about the dreamtale twins. Not all that much tho so I’m glad I get the opportunity to ramble about them!

Nightmare is 100% the elder twin, if only by a few seconds. He totally lords this fact over Dreams head whenever is most convenient, and also means he felt solely responsible for himself and Dream when they were children

Nightmare hid all of the abuse and mistreatment the villagers threw at him. Dream genuinely had no clue anything was wrong.

Dream has a hero complex. He doesn’t know it yet, and doesn’t want to admit it, but it’s something he picked up when he was a kid that never quite went away.

Nightmare is capable of positive emotions, just as Dream is capable of negative emotions. Though either twin isn’t the best at expressing positive/negative emotions

Dream really likes spicy foods, Nightmare loves sweets.

Dream picked up archery at first when he was young, a travelling merchant had gifted him a bow as a gift and he got into archery.

Dream is illiterate, or at least is for his childhood and then likely a few years after he’s released from stone. Neither twin grew up with a formal education, so they both had to teach themselves.

Going on from this, Dream has dyslexia. He hated reading for years and would only sit down to listen to his brother narrate one of his books.

Nightmare has a gigantic library in his castle, stocked with books from all different au’s. He likes seeing how the same author can write such different stories across multiple au’s.

Nightmares castle works like the Other mother’s home from Coraline. Theres only so much to the world, walk far enough and eventually you end up right back where you started.

Dreams version of Nightmares castle is a little cottage on the outskirts of a Monster town. It’s not in its own separate dimension like Nightmares is, Dreams home is settled in a highly positive au.

It’s probably Blue who teaches Dream to read. Ink is…not the best teacher, and Blue is the only other person Dream would feel comfortable telling about his illiteracy.

Ink and Blue both crash at Dreams home. Even though neither live there full time Dream likes to keep their rooms just as they left them. (He has a room dedicated for Nightmare… if his brother ever wanted to stay of course)

Nightmare does get along with the bad Sans’s. To varying degrees on certain days (….Killer I’m looking at you)

Nightmare and Dreams relationship never fully repairs. Ever.

Sure they’re not actively trying to kill each other anymore. But by this point there is such a wide gap between the two.

Dream doesn’t like this, and for the longest time tries to force Nightmare to be around him, to spend time together, etc.

And it doesn’t go well, Nightmare is really the twin who feels too different from his past self to ever go back.

As much as it hurts Dream to think about. Nightmare has new interests, thoughts, personality, friends, even family.

Dream can only hope that one day, they will be able to spend time together like they did as children.

[asherlockstudy]

Why is purple Rhett's new favourite colour?

Wonderhole E5

To be honest I am not big on writing this post because all I want to say is "it's gay. that's the post. bye" but this would not be fair or totally accurate for this wonderful and well thought out episode.

Rhett and Link are painted red and blue and get isolated in respective tiny rooms, in some type of GMM-like experiment. They are guided through the experiment by what seems to be a sinister twist on Stevie. The point of the experiment is to check whether this colour theory of association to emotions can be proven real. There is this expectation that after a while in these colours Rhett and Link should start behaving in a certain way.

The food cube segment seems to allude to weird taste tests and competitive games in GMM. Rhett is more reactive and compentitive while Link is more stoic and relaxed, as expected. Of couse, before that we were graced with another imagery of them drinking from tubes.

!!!ALERT!!!

PUZZLE VIDEO REFERENCE!!!

We had seen another one in the Brown Diamond!!!

Rhett and Link already express that they feel irritable and antsy and lethargic and pensive repsectively. This could be commentary on their real selves, as we know that Rhett can panic and get reactive in the face of hardship while Link has said on many occasions that he likes to nap away his problems. Things got worse when they listened to comments that resemble quite a bit some of the real life negative comments they get.

Another interpretation could be that this is a message that they comply to what is expected of them.

You know, the title of the fairytale evil!Stevie is reading them, Ferdinand the Fox, is a play on the children's tale "Ferdinand the Bull" and... I have a lot of thoughts...

Ferdinand is a young calf who, unlike all other calves playing fighting and acting tough and strong, he prefers to calmly smell flowers. His mother worries because he is different than the other calves but ultimately is understanding to him. Ferdinand grows up and he becomes an unusually large bull. Yet he is not aggressive and tough at all, he still prefers to sit at peace and smell flowers. One day Spanish bull fighters come to the farms to select the next bull for the bullfights. Ferdinand knows he would never be chosen and sniffs flowers calmly, only accidentally he steps on a bee and the bee stings him. Ferdinand starts running, mooing and heaving due to the pain. Impressed, the bullfighters take him for a challenging wild bull and take him with them. In the bullfighting arena, Ferdinand is entirely distracted by flower bouquets and ladies' garments adorned with flowers and refuses to fight. The bullfighters are filled with shame at his expense and return him back to his pasture. Unbothered, Ferdinand continues his flowery life in peace.

So... that is an interesting starting story to draw from, isn't it?

However, Ferdinand the Fox is quite the different character from Ferdinand the Bull. Let's take a look to the Wonderhole fairytale because this one is very interesting as well.

We have a land of many furry animals (Mythical Beasts) whose favourite songs are Fo-Rest and Trees (Rhett and Link). They chant these songs daily (daily content) and the magic fountain fills with the purest, sweetest water (the - monetized yet authentic - creativity produced by the chemistry / collaboration / bond of Rhett and Link). A fox called Ferdinand however crafts a plumbing system that routes all the water to his own place, so he enjoys all the water while the other animals are dehydrated and sing in vain (Rhett and Link's creativity is drained and channeled to a single format / style of content, perhaps due to somebody's or some people's responsibility, to the dismay of their loyal fans). Eventually the animals stop chanting their favourite songs (Rhett and Link lose popularity / viewership), however this is not beneficial for Ferdinand either because the fountain needs sound in order to produce water (money). But he knows singing Forest and Trees is not necessary for this (Rhett and Link's authenticity and artistry are not truly necessary to make money). So he goes to the other animals and starts spreading gossip, negativity, toxicity which creates unrest amongst the animals but, if nothing else, the fountain makes water again (uninspired, basic content with toxic, negative fan community). A mole named Marvin - another occurence of a mole, most notable was the mole who was supportive of Rhett and Link's hole digging - digs deep enough that he discovers what is going on. He comes to the surface and tells the other animals the truth. However, Ferdinand manages to turn the animal community against him by questioning his claims and even blaming him for the water drainage. Ferdinand wins (as Rhett and Link's videos usually have bad endings).

Who was the recurring mole? The old fans? Someone in particular? Someone in their immediate social or workplace circle? Someone who rallies for Rhett and Link's creativity / authenticity / sincerity but their efforts are met with too many obstacles? And who is Ferdinand? Is it some certain person with power in Rhett and Link's business? Is it the toxic, conservative or overly particular part of the fandom that wants only one type of content? I cannot tell what these characters exactly stand for but I feel the story told here is pretty much along those lines.

Rhett says how "we the animals" would want a revolution (a drastic change in how Rhett and Link present themselves and express their creativity?). Link comments how he feels sorry for the dehydrated animals (long standing fans?) and just before the crescendo of this video, he reflects how the animals (fans) should have listened to the mole (truth teller?, shippers?, old fans?, real life ally?).

And then we have this scene which was kind of agonizing, especially when you think there is a symbolism in it, which it obviously has a symbolism in it:

Like a literal wake up call, we are blasted with the image of Rhett and Link cuddling in their sleep. They also make sure to show that they must have "mingled" enough during their sleep that their bedspreads are messed and each has ended up on the other's bed and they are towards the opposite direction than the one they had in the beginning. In short, they have "cuddled" long and hard.

It's not just about that though. Rhett and Link are still being watched throughout in this context and, if anything, it seems things are going according to evil!Stevie's plan or expectations for the experiment. She removed the wall between them, waiting to see whether it would led the experiment to this and it DID lead the experiment to this. So there is an element of manipulation of which Rhett and Link seem to be the victims, either because they are driven to this or because they are watched while inevitably this happens. It sort of reminds me again Rhett's passive aggresive "Perhaps you are right after all" to the shippers last year.

When they wake up, they act like they have no memory of what happened (that level of twist and turn with another person in bed requires you to be at least semi-awake) and they deny having any will in this, particularly Rhett. In fact, Rhett accuses Link of "blueing him in his sleep" (wow) and slaps him. Then we get ANOTHER Puzzle Video reference!

Which is not surprising at all... remember what Link does in the Puzzle video ;)

A lot of denial, in short. The incident has made the tensions go up high. Rhett and Link start fighting each other in an ingenious fight sequence, wonderfully shot, directed and acted. With their fight, Rhett keeps redding Link and Link keeps blueing Rhett more and more, bit by bit. Eventually they challenge each other to "surrender". This goes on for a while until Rhett promises he will surrender, only if Link does as well. Then there is another round of "surrendering first" challenge until they proclaim to surrender, only to tighten their grips on each other extremely. The tension rises uncontainably and they eventually explode, creating purple in the process. Their purpling provokes another food reward by evil!Stevie. And here is what "purpling" means in Evangelical context, as explained by @unforgivablengk .

Based on this video, the tension and subsequent explosion can mean one of these three things:

Rhett and Link try desperately to resist the inevitable, all while challenging each other to make the first move to surrender. It reminds me of the peanut butter argument in the Flight Simulation, where they fight over who will take the first scoop. This only builds up the tension and they eventually "explode".

Rhett and Link are on different pages regarding being upfront and honest with their audiences and they both stick-in-the-mud forcing each other to surrender to the other's opinion. They are so stubborn in their own opinions that they neutralise and dissolve themselves in the process.

Maybe it's only artistic / work commentary, showing how they are different personalities who have different creative visions but their tension and the rubbing off of each other creates their trademark "purple" identity. I mostly saw this being the interpretation of many others on youtube. However, it does not explain why it needed physically touching heavily in bed to convey that message and also Rhett and Link have never claimed their artistic visions are different or that their personalities are opposite when it comes to the artistic vision.

But here it's time to remind you all that Rhett has only since the previous year started expressing his love for the colour purple (there was also the Lucy Lavender chicken in the Road Crossing Chicken video) but it has not always been his favourite colour. For the longest time, Rhett was not that decided on having a favourite colour but whenever asked, he would say that his preferred colour was grey. For ages. Then for a short while he also appreciated green, after his own eyecolour (lol). But suddenly, since a year or so, he is so big on the colour purple like he was never before with any other colour. This is a slightly sudden change. I believe he has associated purple with some particular symbolism in his mind...

*The evil!Stevie is voiced by Katey Sagal, the voice of the Smart House and also the purple haired, one-eyed Turanga Leela, the Captain of the Planet Express Delivery Ship in Futurama.

One Story Rhink Masterlist here

[byhees]

fluff alphabet.

엔하이픈 희승 ・ female reader + word count 1100 genre fluff established relationship warnings not proof-read kissing skinship pet-names mention of conflict,injury — more

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admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?) heeseung finds a particular ‘habit’ of yours particularly endearing; when you lightly pull him close to you by the belt loop, and tiptoe a tad to attempt to match his height, just to brush strands of his tousled hair off his forehead. it’s your little smile that gradually grows upon seeing the product of your quick hairstyling, that does it for him <3

body (what is their favorite part of your body?) heeseung loves your lips the most; he has made it his pastime to search makeup stores for lipstick shades that’d best suit you. he loves sneaking pecks on your lips— he finds the revelation of your lips fitting perfectly together with his, like interlocking pieces of a grand puzzle, each contour and curve finding its match in the other, so pretty.

cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?) heeseung honestly likes cuddling with you in general, so he isn’t particular. but, if he had to choose one, he’d enjoy spooning you the most. he loves drawing shapes on your arm and thigh, it’s so relaxing :(

dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?) heeseung would probably like to take a walk with you round a park, basking in the sunshine and afternoon glimmer. he’d carry around a little digital camera and take silly vlogs and pictures with you.

emotions (how do they express emotion around you?) heeseung might be open to a certain extent; it’s not for a negative reason, though. he simply doesn’t want to burden you with all his personal matters. however, he never holds back from flashing a toothy smile, and he certainly never conceals his giggles and laughs around you^^

favourite (do they have particular privileges dedicated to you?) heeseung always feeds you the first bite of his food; he’d scoop up a generous amount, and watch your reaction with earnest. if you happen to like it, he’d begin piling up a little corner of your plate with the best parts of his meal. or, another ‘privilege’ would be your ability to wake him up, peacefully, no protests whatsoever. if you, so as to, mumble for him to get up, he’ll spring up from the covers in an instant, no grumbling, bargaining or pillow throwing needed.

gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? what are their habits when it comes to this?) heeseung practically gives small gifts every week, even with no special occasion planned or anything; it can range from flowers, to a necklace that reminded him of you, or even a customised teddy bear. he’d probably devote a ton of effort for big events like your birthday or your anniversary.

holding hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?) heeseung loves holding your hand, every second, every minute, every hour. loves swinging your interlocked hands in the space between your bodies whilst walking. loves caressing the back of your hand just because.

injury (how would they act if you got hurt?) heeseung would try to keep his cool, and would act really really swiftly; if it’s a bad injury, he’d very likely drop everything to grab the necessary medicines and creams, and would stay up to cheer you up with silly videos. if it’s a small, minor one, he’d probably pat your head and reassure you that you’re okay.

jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?) heeseung jokes around with you a lot— actually, ‘a lot’ is an understatement— but it’s all light and good-natured. doesn’t really prank you that much, but if he does, it’s the harmless kind.

kisses (how do they like to kiss you?) heeseung likes to kiss you on the lips, but an honourable mention would be your forehead; at times, it’d be a quick little peck. other times, he’d plant a longer kiss, and make a loud “mwah” noise afterwards, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

love (how do they show you they love you?) heeseung expresses his love through small acts of service. some examples include plugging in your phone when you fall asleep, picking up your favourite snack from the store, and fixing your clothes.

memory (favourite memory together?) heeseung absolutely treasures the memory of trying out a pottery class with you; he still keeps the deformed heart-shape cup you crafted for him.

nights (do they have any sleeping habits?) heeseung has a habit of wrapping an arm around you, and hours later, it winds up being his leg as well; he ends up snuggling close to you.

oddity (what is one quirk they have?) heeseung’s burst of random questions and thoughts; you’d be so close to dozing off, when he’d suddenly mention the most mind boggling things.

pet names (what do they like to call you?) heeseung finds himself leaning towards ‘angel’ and ‘love’!

quality time (how do they like to spend time with you?) heeseung would probably opt for super mario game-offs, with the catch of ‘loser has to do a punishment’. honestly takes this as an opportunity to pull out his newly mastered pickup lines as a form of distraction.

rhythm (what song reminds them of you, or otherwise, your relationship?) girl (feat. BLOO) by oceanfromtheblue

secrets (how open are they with you?) heeseung would probably be half-half about this; he doesn’t seem like the type to share a bunch, but if it’s something more lighthearted, he doesn’t mind filling you in on details.

time (how long did it take for you two to get together?) about a month and a half, given the initial hesitance from a not-so-cute meet cute.

upset (how do they act when you’re upset?) heeseung would check in on you, and if needed, he’d gladly grab an extra blanket for extra comforting cuddles; would be so ready to square up (even if it’s an inanimate object) because who dares to hurt his girl >:(

vanilla (what scents remind them of you?) heeseung would probably go with a white floral like jasmine^

warrior (how often do you two fight? how are they resolved?) mostly just small conflicts twice a month, or something similar. you two don’t particularly argue a lot, and even if there’s a more sensitive topic in question, it’s normally settled in a very fair manner— listening to both sides before anything else is said.

x-ray (how well are they able to read you?) heeseung reads you so well, and he’s almost always accurate with it (it’s lowkey scary). but reading him on the other hand? he’s kinda unpredictable..

you (what are you to them?) the melody to his lyrics.

zen (what makes them feel calm?) bear hugs :)

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[subzerosongie]

LUCIFER SFW HEADCANNONS

Omnisexual and Demiromantic, Lucifer finds beauty in just about everyone. 

Struggles with affection, Lucifer's rank as an Angel wasn't known for being overly affectionate. Lucifer can come across as suffocating and controlling when he shows affection. 

Has deep tissue scars where his angel wings used to be, he did rip them clean off his body.

On the rare occasion he misses his old life but that's a rare feeling, usually when he's heavily intoxicated 

He's aware that he misses the memories and not the Celestial Realm himself

His feelings towards the Celestial Realm are mixed at best and negative at worst. 

He wishes he could goof off like the others, but understands his role

Struggles with emotions, both others and his own. 

Admittedly self indulgent, he makes no effort to hide his fondness for alcohol 

Knows how much he has to drink to get to the level of intoxicated he desires

Insists he's not addicted

Smokes when he's particularly stressed out.

Was a leading example of virtue while in the Celestial realm for most of his time there. 

Had a rebellious teen phase

Thinks about having kids more often than he'd even admit to

The idea of Romantic relationships with him makes him uneasy, he hasn't been in one in ages and the last one didn't end well. 

This is because despite all his good traits as a romantic partner his struggles with affection and general tendencies to be protective, even overprotective at times make him worry about chasing people away

This said, Lucifer loves simple pet names like Darling, My Sweet, Love, Babe/Baby, Honey. He does have a few special ones he's fond of using towards his lover.

Scars litter his body, most are superficial but aside from the wings one, other deep scars are on his chest, lower back, neck, face, arms and legs. 

Finds humans endlessly fascinating 

Fangs adorn his top and bottom jaws where human canines are located. 

Has a beastly demon form, he's rarely had to use it and are a mix of a demon and his symbolic animals of Peacock and Bat. He also hates this form.

Likes the harder musical genres outside cursed records. Metal and Rock are his favourites

Cat person, dogs can be too demanding for his tastes

Likes Salty foods

Winter is favourite season

Heat is actually hard for him to deal with

Devildom's natural climate is perfect for him

He regrets his fall, if he could do it again he'd make sure his brothers got to stay.

Had a decent singing voice, he doesn't sing very often though

Slightly an ambivert, heavily leaning introvert. 

He craves social interaction but it drains him pretty fast

Mammon is as much his favourite brother as Mammon is the bane of his existence 

Easily flustered when it comes to personal matters

One of his few fears are dying and being called back to the Celestial Realm and losing his family

Likes True Crime

Has PTSD the worst of his Brothers

Also has Depression, it presents through anger and bouts of despondency, he rarely cries or expresses his emotions any other way

He doesn't like this, but doesn't know any other way.

However one way to loosen him up to cry is again, make him intoxicated.

Pride, Lust, Wrath, Envy, Greed, Gluttony and Sloth are the sins ranked in order of intensity 

Workaholic

Rarely eats, when he does he eats larger portions to counteract the frequency 

Has a hard time sleeping, usually naps throughout the day or when everyone else is sleeping

Lucifer has fallen asleep at his desk more than once.

Gifted in Mathematics 

Actually doesn't like to use his powers outside of necessity 

Tries to get into or research his brother's hobbies to try and bond with them, with varying rates of success. Works out with Beel, Reads what Satan is reading, lets Asmo paint his nails, etc

More compassionate and caring than his demeanour shows 

Wishes to amend things with Satan but understands that to do that, it is on Satan's terms to do so and not a moment sooner

Lucifer's favourite holiday is Halloween

When not working, he's usually reading or corralling his brothers in someway

Takes comfort in Diavolo

Probably needs glasses 

Unhealthily relies on Coffee

One of the other brothers have to go in and give him food/drink or drag him from his desk from time to time

Bad at charging his phone

[da-rulah]

Can I get an angsty one with a side order of hella fluff? Where the reader is having an awful day because they keep getting assaulted with less than pleasant memories of the past.

I need my sweet rat man rn so bad 👊😔

If you aren’t comfy with this feel free to ignore. No pressure at all <333

Oh honey, I hope your day got better! Sending love, hugs and copius amounts of Copia 🖤

TW// Mentions of past trauma, angst, breakdowns

Anger was boiling up inside of you the more the day went on... It started as mere irritation, unable to get the negative mood you were in off your back. Then came the memories...

Memories you had buried for the longest time, stuffed inside an old trunk in your mind, padlocked shut and tossed into a flowing river. Except, it was washing up now. Slowly but surely, memories came back to haunt you.

You refused to let them make you feel sad, refused to give them the satisfaction - so you replaced it with anger, an emotion you felt you could control better. But no, the anger was brewing, spewing over into your day to day life.

Copia had heard whisperings that his amore was in the worst of moods today, siblings of sin warning others to steer clear where possible for fear of making it worse or being the person you took it out on. Not that you were usually feared, but people knew of a side to you that was darker, less forgiving. And they knew it came from a place of trauma, of pain and hurt.

You were none the wiser, going about your day and letting inanimate objects have it. Cupboard doors took a hit, chairs were shoved, papers thrown on desks and doors slammed shut. In fact, the door to your living quarters slamming shut is what alerted Copia to you returning home that evening.

"Amore?" he called out to you from the kitchen.

"What?" you snapped back. Copia didn't take it personally.

"I-I made you your favourite," he called back, a little nervous. You could smell the food he'd made wafting into the living space now. You sighed to yourself, pinching the bridge of your nose. Sometimes you wish he'd give you a reason to get angry, give you an outlet to vent but he was too kind for that. He only ever tried to make it all better.

"I'm not hungry," you deadpanned, knowing you were going to disappoint him and doing it solely out of spite to try and get a rise out of him.

There was silence, until he walked into the living room with a plate of food for you still. "You should still try to eat a little, amore," he reasoned.

"Copia, for the love of Lucifer! I'M NOT HUNGRY!" you yelled, regretting it instantly as soon as you saw the hurt look on his face. You weren't being fair, you knew it. You were being cruel for the sake of being cruel. You were hurting him.

Tears welled in your eyes, the anger inside you evaporating at the look on his face. Immediately, the surface layer of anger and rage was pulled back, revealing the hurt and trauma behind the curtain. And you just broke.

You flopped onto the couch, sitting with your head hung low as sobs racked through your chest and tears stung your eyes. Everything hurt, every memory was coming back and it was all just so exhausting.

Copia laid the plate in his hand on the coffee table by the couch, and sat next to you, not hesitating to wrap his arm around your shoulders and draw you into him. The moment your cheek hit the material of his shirt, it dampened with tears, and your body fell limp against him.

Pretending all day had been the most exhausting part. But you didn't have to pretend anymore. "I...I don't... want these... memories anymore..." you sobbed into his chest. He just hugged you closer, kissing the top of your head and whispering sweet nothings into your ear with a gloved hand stroking your hair.

He sat with you for Lucifer knows how long, knowing you just needed to let it out. He'd be as patient as he needed to be.

When your sobs quietened and your breathing returned to an even rhythm, he lifted your head to check on you.

"I'm sorry..." you mumbled, embarrassed. But he just smiled at you sweetly, holding your chin up with his thumb.

"It falls on deaf ears, amore mio... You have no need for apologies, eh?" He pressed a sweet kiss to your lips for a moment, a perfect distraction.

"You're too good for me," you admit.

"No, cara... We are a perfect fit, I believe..."

He fed you bites of your favourite meal that evening, long since cold, but each bite made with the love he held for you.

You didn't believe in angels, but if you did? He'd certainly be one.

[thewigsnatcher764]

This Post is about Fuu.

(Because he's been rotting in my brain for the last few days and he's one of my favourite characters.)

~INTRO~

This post is mainly about questions and general thoughts surrounding Fuu. This is mainly self-indulgence since this creature has been invading my thoughts non-stop for the last few days. If some parts are kinda cooky or out of place or smt please just ignore them😭

[The research mainly came from The Cleaveland Clinic:]

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Ok, so you guys remember when the trash beast was falling apart and everyone was sorta freaking out? Noerde got YEETED out the beast and presumably died or at the least very injured. The cleaners escaped thanks to Guita's jinki and the Vandals thanks to that girl's manhole. But what about Fuu?

It is VERY CLEAR that the vandals abandoned him, and yet the next time we see him, he's seemingly completely unscathed from the prior events of the story.

(I mean the title of the chapter didn't even bother saying "the people left behind" instead of "the woman left behind" but that's prob bc Noerde was the main subject) he doesn't have any means of escape, and let's be honest,

He is not able to do anything alone.

His whole character seems to be centured around his absolute dependency on someone else. Especially when it comes to leading and making decisions. The minute he has to act independently, Fuu completely breaks down and spirals into panic extremely fast.

Also, in this panel, Fuu talks about a "flaw" he has to fix. This could be just a natural flaw someone could be born with and that he was born with these extremely negative traits.

But in this case, his main flaw is dependency. Something like this is usually grown out of. Obviously, this can very easily be different for everyone. But, for this trait to be so present and strong in someone they legitimately collapse and completely break down the way Fuu does.

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There can be many reasons, but in this context, I'm theorizing that Fuu has Dependant Personality Disorder.

But first, what is DPD?

"Dependent personality disorder (DPD) is a mental health condition that involves an excessive need to be taken care of by others. A person with DPD relies on people close to them for their emotional or physical needs. Others may describe them as needy or clingy.

People with DPD believe they can’t take care of themselves. They may have trouble making everyday decisions, like what to wear or what food to eat, without others’ reassurance. They usually don’t realize that their thoughts and behaviours are problematic."-Cleveland Clinic

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This paragraph describes Fuu's behaviour pretty darn well. Even when he was supposed to fight Enjin. Fuu essentially just begged Enjin to begin the battle. This could tie in with his jinki tho...

This theory can explain why Fuu doesn't really seem to acknowledge his way of acting. I could be wrong but it seems as if Fuu isn't aware that his way of behaving is off-putting.

(I mean the amount of lack of awareness you need to pull up on the guy you were supposed to fight and lost to pitifully, calling him master'n sir...)

People with DPD typically don't realize their actions are weird or problematic. This disorder can easily explain his weird clinginess to Enjin given he sees him as a role model and someone he can depend on.

There are a few causes for this disorder to come up,

Experiencing abuse: People who have a history of abusive relationships have a higher risk of a DPD diagnosis.

2. Childhood trauma: Children who have experienced child abuse (including verbal abuse) or neglect may develop DPD. It may also affect people who experienced a life-threatening illness during childhood.

3. Genetics: Someone with a biological family member who has DPD or another anxiety disorder may be more likely to have a DPD diagnosis.

(I'm leaning more toward the first and second, because of smt we'll talk about a little later...)

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Ok, let's get back to the trash beast thing...

It's clear that Fuu used his jinki to escape the trash thing. But his jinki is weird...

His jinki seems to have some conscience. It can speak and is aware of its surroundings and situation. Since Urana hasn't shown us all the world, I'm just gonna assume jinkis aren't "alive" and that Fuu is a special case. In fact, his jinki seems waaaayy more in control and in charge than Fuu himself.

The way I see it, Fuu is the battery that supplements Hii, given that jinkis need to be taken good care of and be loved. Fuu is the perfect candidate due to his possible disorder. Hii is the leader, the one in charge whenever Fuu needs it, (which is essentially all the time)

The word that describes their relationship best is DEPENDENCY, A TOXIC ONE:

Fuu needs Hii to take charge and Hii needs Fuu to give him love and attention to stay alive.

Fuu's entire character is surrounded by DEPENDANCY.

On top of Hii's intelligence, he is surely a very strong jinki. I mean think about it, if my theory is right, a person with DPD would have a lot of love and dependence on their jinki, which would increase its power. Also, to be handpicked by Zodyl means you're a special case.

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Hii's independence could explain why Zodyl showed interest in Fuu even with his cowardliness and lack of combat experience.

Perhaps Zodyl wanted to test to see what would happen during a fight:

Is Fuu the one in charge during fights? If so, how does he manage it?

Or is it Hii? If so, how does he operate? Do they work together or one at a time?

When does Hii come out? When Fuu needs help/is in danger or just whenever he feels like it?

What is his limit? Does he have any true potential?

HOW STRONG IS FUU IN REALITY?

Obviously, Fuu did NOT pass the vibe check and is abandoned.

But I think that's gonna bite Zodyl in the ass later for one reason:

He didn't think Fuu would switch teams,

the fucking cleaners no less.

AND FINALLY...

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HII'S CREATION

Remember in the middle of this essay I said I would why I think causes 1&2 of DPD have smt to do with Hii? Well, here it is...

I think Hii is Fuu's abuser

Well, specifically, I think he is supposed to be Fuu's abuser, almost to replace or incarnate his former abuser.

Let me explain...

See how one of the causes of DPD is an abusive relationship or a traumatic childhood?

"People who have a history of abusive relationships have a higher risk of a DPD diagnosis."-Cleveland Clinic

"Children who have experienced child abuse (including verbal abuse) or neglect may develop DPD."-Cleveland Clinic

WELL...I think Fuu had an abuser, whether it was a parent, friend or even lover, and it was BAD. But Fuu endured it either because he had nowhere else to go or was deluded into thinking that the person loved him (which I think fits him best...)

Eventually, the abuser abandoned Fuu and my man was crushed. The abuser had made him so dependent on them that once they left, he didn't know what to do. Something was missing... so he found Hii.

He basically used him the way a kid uses eany meany miney mo. Whenever he had to make a decision, he would use his imagination and wonder: "what would [ ] do?"

As you can imagine, the love and care Fuu gave Hii made him go back to life. And that's how I think Hii came to life.

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~OUTROOOO~

Fuuuuuuuuucccckkk this was longer than I thought it was gonna be����😭😭

Welllll those are basically my general thoughts and theories in a nutshell. I'll prob make a part 2 when we get more info on him.

*SIGH*

Can you tell I like Fuu a lot? Like a lot a lot?

[wickedgamesoyaoya]

❧ 2. Indestructible

❧ Masterlist - Previous - Next

❧ A/N: written portion below!

It's all too suffocating. The expectations, the micromanaging, and of course, the eyes that never stop analyzing your every decision. Whether you choose to extend a sigh only a mere second longer, or whether you choose to wear your favourite sweater twice in a row. Everything is observed and critiqued.

And sometimes, it's just far too much.

Even the mirror cannot provide you with a safe space. The fluorescent lighting is far too cruel for your liking, highlighting every imperfection that you really wish to pay no mind to. Yet, beyond the imperfections, it's the eyes that captivate even your own interest. A shell of a person stares back at you, yet the eyes... They carry a heaviness that would startle most, and would haunt others.

They tell a story about a marionette whose entire life consisted of obeying the wishes of others. The invisible strings that were embedded into the limbs of the marionette, lifted her up and helped her continue the play.

No matter how disastrous the storm inside of her soul was, she had no choice. The show must always go on.

"Y/n? Are you okay?"

The voice disturbs your inner monologue, yet it does not frighten you; nor does it trigger any negative emotions. Instead, a small smile claims the corners of your mouth as you take in the presence of your younger brother.

"I'm okay, Reo. I just needed to use the bathroom." Instinctively, you reached out and provided a gentle pat to his cheek, earning you an inquisitive blink in response. It was clear that your words did not provide him with the reassurance he craved.

"You don't have to hide things from me." The purple-haired boy stated this as if it were a universal fact; one that was not open to debate. "I'm only a year younger than you. I can help protect you too."

The latter part comes out more in a childish grumble; one that warms up the ice that was claiming the surface area of your chest.

"Oh, is my younger brother now a knight in shining armour?" Lifting up your brow, you tapped a finger against your bottom lip with a sincere smile now itching to grow. "Or is it, a knight in shining Armani?"

"I think Armani." Another party joined the conversation with a whimsical laugh. It's a sound that brings a wave of tranquillity, so you more than welcome it. "He's too weak to carry armour."

"Right, anyone would appear weak in comparison to you, Oikawa." The younger boy showcased a charming smile, but the irritation underlying his words was clear.

The chestnut-haired male blew out another laugh before snaking an arm around your middle. The fluidity of his movements did not catch you off guard. This was all merely part of the performance. And the two of you, were no doubt, the best performers.

"Oh, you're so kind, little Reo. Maybe I should repay that kindness by teaching you how to work out?" After slowly leading your back to collide with his chest, Oikawa leaned down to whisper into your ear. "Unless Miss Y/N has an issue with that?"

Ahead of you, Reo narrowed his eyelids the slightest, while the emotion drained from his face. He knew that you and Oikawa were simply pawns on the chessboard. It was not as though you both had the luxury of free will. Yet, it bothered him how easily Oikawa could play the aloof asshole.

Nothing belonged to Reo. Not even his own body. Every part of his life was calculated from birth. The only reason he had the slightest bit of sanity was you. His older sister. The one who bore the punishments that would come if he made any errors. And the one who sheltered him from knowing the true torment that came with being a Mikage.

So, the fact that Oikawa Tooru could make light of Reo's physical state... It upset him. Especially, knowing that the only reason he was not completely skin and bones was because his sister would sneak him in food.

"You should consider training yourself a bit more, before giving out advice, my sweet Tooru." Sensing Reo's discomfort, this was the only response you could offer. Beside you, a pout settled onto Oikawa's mouth, and you were unable to ascertain whether he was genuinely upset.

"What's going on here? Are my three favourite people fighting?" The last individual to enter the conversation had your stomach in knots. Your mind was prepared for the mental warfare, yet your stomach raged with a dozen emotions. The muscles of your body, responding to the havoc ensuing inside of your stomach, also strained under the pressure of his gaze. Oikawa must have felt your sudden change in demeanour, as his grip around you tightened.

"No, father. We are not fighting. Please do not misunderstand." Over time, you had perfected a low and velvety tone. It was one that contained an essence that was both docile yet refined. In ways, it served as a defensive weapon. One that had saved you and Reo on countless occasions.

"Yes. I sincerely apologize if it seemed that way, Mr. Mikage." Oikawa matched your facade, yet stated his words with a royal-like confidence. It was a simpler task for him, as he was not afraid of your father, but his own.

"Well, alright. If there are no issues, let us all return to our table, hm?" The grey-haired male pressed his lips together into a faint smile, before motioning forward with a short and calculated hand gesture. "And Reo, be sure to stop by my office when we return home."

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The shedding of blood commenced almost 15 minutes after the family returned home. The ominous comment issued towards your brother had you on high alert throughout the car ride. Reo did not utter a single word, instead his attention was fixed on the tiny droplets of rain sticking against the glass. Your parents, on the other hand, were speaking freely with each other about how delightful the banquet was. The Kise family hosted the banquet to express their gratitude towards the Mikages. They were another family who were "saved", without truly realizing that their saviours had more than a few skeletons in their closet. Under the Mikage dynasty was a blood-run river, one that exchanged souls for wealth.

Oh, it was also the banquet that caused you to delay your enrollment into Sacred Arms Academy. Not that it mattered now.

When the four of you entered the shared residence, you prayed your father had forgotten about his request. Ten minutes slipped on by, and he did not call out for Reo. Usually, if your father was to administer a punishment, it would happen immediately. So, you accordingly thought that it would be safe enough to at least take five minutes to change your clothes.

Only halfway into changing into a sweater, the sound of glass shattering brings your heart to sink into the pit of your stomach. Almost on autopilot, you quickly slip your arms into the sleeves and begin down the long staircase. For approximately 20 seconds, silence consumes the house. And it's once you reach the bottom of the staircase, do you hear your father's loud voice boom through the space.

"You dare disrespect the Mikage name? You dare?!"

Panic ignites inside of your muscles as you proceed closer to the study room. Based on your experience, rushing in could make the matter worse. However, standing there - in safety - while your brother was forced to endure abuse was also not an option.

"You are no longer at the weight you were assigned. Two pounds. You gained two pounds! It was enough for the Oikawa boy to even notice!"

How in the world could Tooru's comment be construed as a comment on weight gain? Honestly, your father's lack of critical reasoning was beyond your comprehension. The truth was, the old man was always looking for excuses to harm his children. It was not about the perfect image; it was about keeping them within his grasp. He craved complete and utter control, but he could never fully obtain it. Because he was not God. And you two were not his puppets. There was no way for him to completely strip you both of your individuality. And he hated you for it.

"I... I'm sorry..." This time it was Reo's gentle voice that cut through the air and pierced your heart. "I'll make sure to lose it..."

Oh, Reo. Your sweet, innocent Reo. It wasn't fair. None of this was. But soon, you'd be leaving him to fight for himself. And you knew deep inside, that you couldn't.

You absolutely could not do it.

"He won't be losing anything." Upon entering the study space, your eyes instantly searched for your younger brother. It only took a few seconds to find the purple-haired boy, on the floor with a superficial cut decorating his cheek. When you had heard the glass shatter, you had incorrectly assumed it was aimed at the wall. Now, that you were inside the room, you could see the impact was right beside Reo. "You threw a glass at him?"

Terror gripped your throat as you stared at the younger boy. But the pure dread animating his irises devastated you in a way it had never before.

"You... This is enough." Perhaps it was time for the bricks to break from the pressure of the well. And maybe that was the reason for the steaming liquid running down your cheeks. "We're not playing your stupid little game anymore. Do you understand, father!?"

Senior Mikage took a cautious step back upon hearing your words. He reasoned to himself that he had no reason to fear you and yet, this was a new reaction he had elicited. He was unsure just how far you would now take this.

"What insolence... What -"

"No. You do not get to curse us anymore. You will not lay a hand on us. Do you understand?" Adrenaline had you practically bouncing on the spot. Even if your father were to strike you now, you doubt you would feel it until tomorrow. All you could do was continue your proclamations and pray your father would not lift his hand again.

"In fact, you'll be enrolling Reo into the academy with me. And we'll both be leaving tomorrow. You will no longer have the privilege of living with your children. Do you understand me!?"

The only reason Reo was not joining you in the first place was due to your father's needless meddling. The two requirements for the academy were an undergraduate degree and a recommendation from a family of wealth. Those were two items within Reo's grasp, the only issue was your father.

"What... How dare you -" The older male could not process what was occurring at a reasonable pace. He had become far too comfortable in his artificial reality that he forgot that his children could choose to defy him. Once the varying forms of abuse were no longer effective, what was he to do? What was his plan?

Well, there was no plan. And that was why you were able to use the circumstances to your advantage.

"Come here, Reo." After wiping away the tears with the sleeve of your sweater, you curled your fingers into your palm to motion the younger boy forward. Although he was hesitant, Reo mustered the limited energy left in his body and removed himself from the floor. "This is the last night we'll ever stay in this haunted house. We're going to finally be free."

Once Reo was within arms reach, you took his hand in yours and without sparing your father a glance, exited the study space. To your dismay, you almost strolled straight into your mother who was clearly listening to everything from the foyer. Upon seeing her children, the older woman exhaled a breath while crossing her arms over her chest. Her behaviour did not coincide with that of a worried mother. Instead, she appeared disappointed, and that fact alone had the acids inside of your stomach churning in revulsion.

A mother who could bring herself to care for her own children was no mother at all.

"We'll clean up your wound first, Reo. Then we'll start packing." Your intentions were purposefully stated, to serve as a warning to both your mother and father. If either of them were to intervene, you were not completely sure what you would do. But the adrenaline soothed your concerns, whispering little lies about your indestructible state.

For now, pretending would be enough. But starting tomorrow, you'll commence your journey into discovering how to become more than skin and bones.

Taglist: @boosyboo9206 @hunnie-lily @valleyofheartz @pearl-blue-musings @moonlit-mizukage @lilith412426

[neo-axe-oc-thoughts]

𓆟 COD OC - Guppy 𓆟

Quick note Guppy is an COD AU OC, xyr AU is a mix of Black Ops (I, II and Cold War) and the Rebooted Modern Warfare (I, II, III). I'll make a separate post about the universe timeline, and what is/isn't canon.

General

Name : Harlow Rayner

Nickname(s) : Guppy

Age : 26

Birthday : Feb 9th 1997

Nationality : Australian

Language(s) : English, Auslan

Blood Type : A- (A NEG)

Disability : Autism

Gender : Queer

Sexuality : Grey AroAce

Pronouns : xe/xem/xyrs | ze/zir | they/them

Affiliations : Cryptologic Systems Op Navy, Aus Intelligence Corps Army

Rank : Intelligence Analyst

Callsign : Prophet 0-1

Affiliations

Cryptographer "Bell"

Agent Alex Mason

Special Agent Frank Woods

Lieutenant Commander David Mason

Station Chief Laswell

Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish

Sergeant Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley

Captain John Price

Relationships

Sibling : Isaac Rayner , younger brother - Alive, minimal contact

Father : Charlie Rayner - Alive, no contact

Mother : Evelyn Rayner - Alive, no contact

Bell their Zizi, (uncle/aunt not biologically related)

Appearance

Hair Colour : Dark Auburn Brown

Hair Style : Man bun, wavy/curly hair

Eye Colour : Brown Dravite

Height : 166cm / 5' 5" ft

Build : average

Beauty Marks : Light freckles across bridge of nose, moles scattered across body, stretch marks mainly on hips, upper thighs and upper arms

Scars : top surgery, chip missing from right ear

Tattoos : 3 Gill like tattoos across sides of ribcage, jelly fish wrapped across mid right bicep, two guppies on inner top of zir left forearm, wave band on right leg, a coral piece from left hip down thigh, circuit inspired tattoo from left collar bone to top left shoulder blade.

Face Claim : Erika Lindner

Voice Claim : Soren (GOG) /Rai Thistlethwayte (Thirsty Merc) /Kaoru Kurita (Wonder Egg Priority)

Personality and Negative Traits

Guppy comes across as strange or awkward to neurotypical individuals, and mostly gets along better with other neurodivergent people.

Guppy is very hard working, if the project is important they are unwilling to stop working even if it means ignoring xyrs body's needs.

Dependable : When it comes to those xe trusts, Guppy is incredibly trustworthy and reliable. A steady presence in their life, who would do absolutely anything to make them feel safe.

Intuitive : but often second guesses zirself, and ends up ignoring xyr intuition.

Has a habit of isolating themselves away from others, as well as repressing zir emotions often bottling them up since they struggle to express xem in a way that makes sense to others.

Overly empathetic as a response to zir being parentified during childhood.

Stubborn : Often unwilling to do things that go against what xe believes or what those xe trust has taught them.

Virtues and Vices : self-reliance, stubbornness, obsessive (wont stop until something is done), caution, dependability, Intuition, Tenacity, Impatience, Ingenuity.

Skills and Abilities

Basic Combat Training

Special Skills : Analyst, Cryptography, coding, hacking and intel gathering.

Favourites

Colour : dusty orange

Food : chicken parmi

Drink : Mocha

Flower : Purple Phlox subulata

Trivia

Guppy is right-handed, but working towards being ambidextrous.

Zir listens to music sung in other languages or metal to focus, annoying whoever they share a workspace with.

Has a more dark sense of humor, but hates that that sort of stuff makes xem almost laugh.

Spent most of zir spare time with Bell, and has picked up a couple Russian words and their knowledge on cryptography.

Surprisingly xe is a good cook and baker, spending time learning different recipes especially ones that Bell remembers enjoying from their childhood.

AN : I'm going to be making xyr backstory a separate post, since it's still a work in progress. I might post a small bit about Guppy's current concept/idea for their place in the story.

I also took inspiration from @/kaitaiga and @/sleepyconfusedpotato COD OC posts. Which is the second time I've taken inspiration from Sleepy, first time being my COD MW age head canon post.

[thelovelymachinery]

Witches <3

I love my witches so fucking much so be prepared for a (slightly) psychotic rant!

I'm trying not to give away too much lol so wish me luck!

Witches weren’t originally a thing. They were created by Nelaria’s magic gaining a mind of its own, sending some small sections of her magic to Eozuspea, the world of humanoids and mortals. The goddess's magic slowly finds the humanoids and watches how they interact. Craving the attention and relationships that the humanoids are able to create with each other, the separate sections of Nelaria’s magic slowly learn how to become humanoids. Starting from the exterior and physical body, the speech and finally the interior. 

One thing they didn't seem to prepare for was how hard it would be to keep the physical and mental forms. Their struggles led to the humanoids struggling to accept them. The struggles of the Witches were that they couldn't retain the physical, mental, and emotional forms fully. Most witches are mentally or emotionally far younger than they actually are. An example would be Lydia Archernar who is Mentally three yet physically thirteen and Medusa Ariti who has the emotional regulation of a toddler yet is twenty two.

Due to the witches being made of magic and nothing else they need magic to survive. They can't live in a magicless world. If a witch moves to a magicless world she will either slowly begin to lose hope and eventually dissipate, her magic going into the earth making the world habitable to witches. If the witch doesn't lose hope she will eventually end up magicless, burning up all of her magic like a flame does a wick. Once a witch burns up all of her magic she will die as all she is is her magic. 

Once a witch becomes pregnant the baby slowly drains her of her magic, making the pregnancy incredibly deadly. Unlike humans witches rely on magic to live instead of food and because they rely on magic the baby in their wombs gains their mothers magic from the umbilical cord which makes any babies they carry at least half witches, if the baby would've been half witch normally the child would be a full witch with the traits of a half of what their father is. Occasionally the baby eats up all of the mothers magic, leading to her death. Having twins is almost always fatal for the mother and having anything more has never allowed both the mother and babies to survive. 

Now some goofy facts!

Witches have insane back problems because they store their magic in their breast (The men have big pecs, I find this all hilarious) (yes there is a reason) (It is a stupid reason)

Witches souls are their magic making it impossible to take a witches magic or place a witches magic inside another person (unless you're from Ceridis because they're above rules and like wtf dude?)

Witches are either blonde or brunette and they have bright magenta eyes or lilac eyes, it is caused by their magic and entirely depends on their magic strength and pureness. Even if a witch is part Pheonix or Elf or any other species with a designated hair colour or eye colour they would still almost always have blonde or brown hair.

Witches don't understand sexual or romantic attraction, they can experience infactuation and love. A witch has to either force or be taught sexual and romantic attraction. Occasionally witches are born with both but it depends on the witches pureness and generation. An example would be that Lydia June Archernar had to be taught by her husband attraction, he failed miserably and she fell in love with his daughter Katla but he technically still did it?

Witches can live off any and all magic, including godly magic and any magic from other worlds. The witches filter the magic and only get the positives with none of the negative side effects of the magic.

If a witch kisses you she knows all of the magic you know.

Characters you know or will know that are witches!

The Ariti Sisters - All of the sisters are witches (my favourite sister is Medusa or Nora-Elizabeth), Nelaria, Queen Evangeline Archernar and her wife and children.

Whitehall - The Ariti Sisters and the Archernar (og) Royal Family

Between Life And Death - Evangeline, Anastasia, Kessandra, Lydia June, Leilani, Nelaria

The Queens Blessed Daughter - Medusa, Sapphire, Catilline, Queen Evangeline, Queen Anastasia, the Archernar (og) princesses, Nelaria

The Guards Cursed Child - Amara, Nelaria

The Imperfection In Perfection - Queen Evangeline, Queen Anastasia, the Archernar (og) princesses, possibly more

The End Of The Cycle - None

A Taireth's Promise - Unknown currently

The Fates Angels - Unknown Currently

Tagging the Taglist!

@an-indecisive-nerd @wyked-ao3 @thecomfywriter @the-letterbox-archives @mysticstarlightduck

@bookwormclover @illarian-rambling @leahnardo-da-veggie @bio-blegh

Interact here to be added to the list!

Interact to Interact! (aka be cool, love me)

[pencilpat]

*materializes into existence*

Hey there :D

I heard ya wanted asks about your personal headcanons for the Sides? I'm curious about your thoughts on Remus & Roman, and just them being brothers. You always have the coolest takes and fanarts with them!

So, yus: ✨the twins✨

And also Virgil's and Remus' relationship with each other if ya want :3

Anyway, have fun :D

Hello my favourite breakfast food mutual! /j

I have so much to say about the twins and their relationship to each other.

To start with, I want to clarify that the two of them very clearly have a lot of issues to work out, and although I love them being brotherly, I do think a lot of their fighting might be a little... more genuine than that. They are very much pitted against each other both by their natures and by the other sides, and Remus is intentionally antagonistic to Roman a lot. It's not healthy, but they are brothers nonetheless, and like most sibling relationships they have a lot of complexities to them and their feelings on each other.

Now getting into headcanon territory!

I don't really ascribe to the common fanon of a big "splitting" event that resulted in the two of them. I also don't think there was a King as fun as that headcanon is. I think the original creativity was something more childlike, like a puppet/muppet looking fella or a stereotypical cartoon character trope - maybe something disney based. When Logan talks about them splitting like an ovum, he seems to be talking about a much slower, gradual process as Thomas had those catholic ideals of thought crimes and repentence forced into him. Religious thought like that is integrated into a child's mind in a much slower fashion than that of which would cause a sudden and massive separation.

I like to think that Remus came about the way mold or a nest parasite does. Slowly growing off of and out of the original creativity until he was his own being entirely. Strong enough to pull off of the 'host' and grow on his own. I like comparing him to a cuckoo bird baby. He didn't understand why he's so much hungrier, so much bigger, than his sibling. He didn't understand why he was so out of place and different from his foster siblings in the nest. He didn't understand why he had done something very bad, but he knew that he had. He is so hungry. So much bigger than the rest. He is so much - too much. He has done something very bad. He doesn't know what he's done. He's done something... horrible. He is something horrible.

Remus and Roman have been compared to each other and placed above or below the other their entire time of existing. That creates really difficult feelings about your sibling when you're raised like that. Remus having to always be seen as 'worse' created self esteem issues that manifest as him purposefully making himself as unlikeable as possible. He absolutely can't handle positive attention or praise, and tends to see it as not genuine or that the person is fooling themselves when he does receive it. Roman, heralded as the 'good creativity' and always put on a pedestal, is the opposite. He cannot handle negativity towards his creations or himself, and being the Ego doesn't help with that. Roman is very easily hurt by criticism because he used to always be praised for anything he made, when Thomas was a child.

Remus and Roman get in a LOT of physical fights, being imaginary has its perks such as "I can decapitate my annoying brother and he will be fine and still yelling at me." It helps them blow off some of the animosity between them, and usually they patch each other up after which also helps with that. I think they drum up entire battle scenarios in The Mindpalace with dragons and manticores and all sorts of beasts to tear each other apart, only to laugh and put each other back together.

I think that sometimes, even though most of their relationship is fighting and bickering, they really are the only one that can comfort each other. They understand each other's painful emotions and self esteem issues so well that the other sides couldn't get anywhere close to the ability they have to make each other feel better. They're brothers, no matter how much they dislike that fact, and they know each other inside and out.

This is very long so I will talk about Remus & Virgil at a later date! You can see a tiny bit of my thoughts in this post though.