#tsh hc

[donnas-books-taste-a-lil-fruity]

unsure if this is a thing already or not but... i just was thinking about how the movie Purple Noon gives some the secret history energy in an AU and then i was like eulskdnweaflbwnf WAIT does anyone else think Henry killed Julian?.. cause, first the idolization turning into mimicry down to the pens... what if it was to learn his pen style/writing and when he disappeared and no one heard from him..... yn. but then Henry finally had a break in his... psychopathy/sociopathy and it ended there... but what if he planned to assume his identity cause he was running out of money, fine with leaving the country (with Camilla probably) and living in some secluded area for then after. sorry if this is old news but... idk i had to make sure

[dionysus2xborn]

Charles actually was dominant with everyone except Francis. With him it was how plenty of closest queers where, they wanted to be dominated for once. And by the thing that they felt in a choke hold by, men.

(This goes against another idea of the opposite being true i have that i plan to write for too. Charles def was aggressive, abusive and totally rude about things with him. And by rude i mean the other r word he probs def did to him. ALSO, HATE HIM SM BUUUUT i just got this oneshot idea and i do love owning a lil closet case creeper jerk bitch when i can. (lol sorry not sorry at all actually ChArLeS, but get wrecked!) Plus.. yn, hate fuck is a thing i love working with. Bunny (ew), for one too.)

[eternallyfatedjadedspaded]

do not ask me why my first thought was, “this is if Henry actually ended up marrying Richard”. but it is, it’s the truth. they’d start and end the night doing coke together in the BK parking lot.

Richard: *blows line in passenger side because course he’s passenger princess for life* “I FUCKIN LOVE YOU DUDE!”

Henry: *calmy blows line after* same.

Francis from the back seat: i love you guys too but... can i also get a line, pls?

[urfavoritedcwhore]

henry winter as your secret boyfriend//headcannons//some sexual

he hates being late, and hates even more when you make him late.

let’s you smoke his cigarettes with no fuss.

he’s beat up a guy at a party for bumping into you once.

he knows that your smart, but refuses to admit it.

constantly tells you things in latin you don’t understand.

he finds it extremely unattractive when you swear, but also a bit cute when you do it out of excitement.

he holds your hand under your desks in greek class if he thinks your having a bad day.

will often talk in french to you in front of the others if he’s trying to have a private conversation with you.

“y/n, ai-je laissé ma ceinture dans ton dortoir la dernière fois que je suis venu ?” “je ne sais pas Henry, tu peux vérifier ce soir lors de ta visite”

he’s endured many days of watching Richard flirt with you

he’s always getting mad and saying your flirting back when all your doing is being polite.

switches from english to greek when he’s speaking with you drunk, and never realizes it.

you think it’s incredibly funny

julian is the only person who knows about your relationship.

you would tell the others, if you thought it wouldn’t make things super awkward.

francis walked in on you two once having a romantic dinner at henry’s apartment, but was too drunk to realize what was going on.

bunny constantly jokes about how henry can’t get women to you.

when you two are alone he’s constantly holding your hand, your waist, your face, or just simply cuddling with you.

he tells you everyday that your the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen.

nsfw headcannons:

this man is a top, no doubt about it.

he’s usually gentle with you, but if you piss him off, you’re getting badly punished.

once you were acting extra bratty with him at dinner with all the others around.

you weren’t allowed to cum for a week after that😔

he’s a boob guy

if he’s feeling extra spicy, he’ll play with you under the table at charles and camilas weekly dinners.

“y/n, why are you squirming so much?” “sorry camila i- *fake cough to cover up a moan* im just feeling a little hot.”

he never looks at you while he’s doing this. just continues his conversation and eats his dinner with an expressionless face.

has tied you up before and overstimulated you for hours, just because you said that he was too gentlemen like in bed.

“do you still think i’m too much of a gentleman darling?” “oh, looks like someone can’t speak. are you gonna say your safe word?”.

you never say your safe word.

he smokes and shares his cigarette with you while you two are in missionary.

missionary is his favorite position when he’s being gentle. he likes to be able to watch your face when you cum and feel you moaning into his mouth while he fucks you.

when he’s not being gentle, your legs WILL be on top of his shoulders. he likes knowing that you’re completely at his mercy and can push your legs backwards and slide you off his dick if he doesn’t want you to cum.

you two used protection for the first few times you slept together, but he took you to the gynecologist and paid for you to get an implant after you both tried it raw for the once and loved it.

you’ve woken up a million times to him touching you as he’s reading a book. (don’t worry you talked about it before and consented to it)

he doesn’t look up from his book until he feels you tightening around his fingers and knows your about to cum.

he moans especially loud when he’s drunk.

he loves to praise you.

“look at you, taking all of me like a good girl.” “you think you can cum for me one more time darling? ohh good job baby”

after sex he’s always gonna fix himself, and you, a glass of scotch before getting back in bed and reading to you until you fall asleep.

[secret-histories]

this is so random but like Bunny would HATE broccoli listen to me oh my god he would refuse to eat and and be all stubborn about it if forced to eat it

it’s like the story my dad told me about how he wasn’t allowed to leave the dinner table until he ate everything on his plate, one of the things being a vegetable that he hates… so he just had it all in his mouth, got up from the table and quickly went to the bathroom to spit it all out in the toilet…

in my head Bunny would do that specifically with broccoli that man hates it

[greenandsorrow]

The dark academia corner...

Dead Poets Society

Drabbles

on outliving your comfort character

The Secret History

Oneshots

Filidonia - Henry Winter x shapely!fem!reader/ smut

Multi chap

What once was. - Henry Winter x fem!oc/ nsfw

Random

don't give up on writing

the moon's beauty

cigarette daydreams

general masterlist

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[introvertgoat]

hc that throughout the years, jude takes leaves of absences form being high queen to go spend a couple months w vivi heather n oak !!! madoc too ig while he’s still exiled lol. ( vehemently ignoring the stolen heir’s canon sorry not sorry.) family bonding time, far away from the hubbub n chaos of the folk, n also the realization that jude doesn’t mind the mortal world all that much. yes it’s not faerieland, but it’s smth alright n she finds it soothing at times. she’s less unhinged n paranoid compared to when she was younger n the ptsd from her past has decreased in its intensity thanks to heather-mandated therapy ( heather only had to hear a couple times abt the duarte sisters’ fucked up childhood for her to plead jude to go to therapy—vivi alrdy has— n jude relented after 5 yrs of honest-to-god begging. big slay heather our mental health queen 🫂) and so that’s why she can even leave faerieland in someone else’s hands. these visits aren’t too frequent but they r long in their duration. 3-4 months tops. sometimes cardan comes along bcs the bed feels empty w/o jude n— Okay he’s js lonely w/o his wife. sue him. some poor hapless councilor advisor is forced to be in charge in their place (they send letters weekly. ‘please your majesties, when will you be returning home ?’ #urgent LOL) one day jude (age:37) notices grey hairs appearing on her head n she sort of freaks out. not in an entirely vain way either. more like:. oh fuck aren’t i supposed to not age as long as im in faeirieland ?? 3 long discussions later w cardan n the royal folk-human specialist, the conclusion that is reached is that bcs of jude’s visits to the mortal word, as infrequent as they r, theyve seemed to affect the way her body ages. or more aptly put, doesn’t age lol. jude gets some grey hair n lines on her face while still technically NOT aging. n she feels less panicky abt it bcs hey she’s not aging. sort of. meanwhile, cardan finds himself deeply enamored w jude’s grey hair n the subtle creases on her face that multiply slowly. he tells jude js so n she’s like i am not susceptible to flattery cardan greenbriar. hes Serious abt it tho n tells her that he isn’t saying that bcs it’ll make her feel better or wtv but bcs her aging evidently is actually beautiful to him. cue jude sour pursed lips for a bit as she gets these days when it comes to cardan being unbearably earnest towards her but she feels less weird abt the hair n lines so :)

anyways this was a long-winded niche asf hc that appeals to exactly only 2 ppl on this site n im not even confident in THAT estimate lol

[rowan-on-the-moon]

btw ted tonks was a butch lesbian. his name wasn’t actually edward, people just assumed it was and he never corrected them

[eternallyfatedjadedspaded]

Can’t be more grateful that I open up this app to HOOOOWWE MANY things to check but shhh shhh shhh thiiiiis is the first thing I see and I love that. My happy place confirmed yet again.

I tthink we need to make something clear and it's that the guys of the greek class get pegged. Thanks for coming to my ted talk.

[macau1ay]

any tsh headcanons you’d care to share? esp for the twins because i adore ur interpretations of them <3

— 🩰

thank you-- i've got so many hc's for these guys in general, i riff about them constantly.

for the twins though, i really like to think about their lives back in virginia. i think that in high school charles was probably in the drama club, and i think he'd be like, a lead role kinda guy cause hes cute, can sing/musically inclined, and he's nice. i'd like to think he plays like..... sky masterson from guys and dolls or something LOLL. of which camilla is infinitely jealous because she's not a very good singer. she's smoking outside irritably while charles does choreography inside.

also random but i think that camilla post epilogue is going to rot in her family home with 12 cats and make reborn dolls for a living.

[dionysus2xborn]

me trying to trigger myself back into having nightmares just to write more authentically as my Nigel by reading the Homer/Virgil before bed every night?... more likely than you think.

[urfavoritedcwhore]

Not sure if you are up for that but i would love to read the break up from Henry’s POV …

oh pookie yk i’m always up for a good henry pov

break//henry winter x reader fanfic (henry’s pov)

if you haven’t already, go read y/n’s pov loves!!

warnings: swearing, alcohol

not proof read

Yet another dinner at the twins apartment, a space brimming with laughter and drunken revelry. Bunny is in full swing, bickering with me over some triviality, my attention is consumed him. I can hear y/n beside me as she holds on to my arm, her laughter, bright and infectious, pierces through the din. The atmosphere is deceptively buoyant, yet I’m acutely aware of its fragility. Though listening to bunny’s ramblings pain me, knowing that I have the women on my arm that I love brings me some sense of peace. As the night progresses and the drinks continue to flow, I find myself feeling the warmth of the alcohol in my chest. I don’t even realize at first when y/n slips away from me, i’m too engulfed in my conversation with bunny. I suppose in the back of my mind I know she’s slipped away, I can’t feel her warm grip on my arm anymore and her laughter sounds further away. I know Camilla has most likely stolen her away to discuss something, or perhaps to just have a glass of wine with her; But y/n doesn’t drink wine, she drinks scotch. A small glass with ice and lime, she thinks I pour it straight for her but I always dilute it with a bit of club soda. That’s besides the point however. The point is that Camilla simply wouldn’t steal her away when there’s no scotch left. She knows just as well as I do y/n doesn’t drink wine, and they only seem to talk while they’re having a drink together. As my mind continues to conjure up what they could be doing bunny’s words suddenly strike through my thoughts. I raise an eyebrow, not hearing what he said only the teasing tone he said it in. He nods forward looking over my shoulder with a grin, “looks like the old man is taking your girl for a spin.”, he says with a drunken chuckle. My eyebrows furrow in confusion before I turn my body towards where his gaze is pointed. Richard and y/n are in the open space of the living room, drunkenly swaying to the music from the record player. They dance together, Richard’s hands resting too comfortably at her waist. It’s absurd, I know, but the sight ignites a sense of urgency within me. I know I should dismiss it as harmless fun, but I can’t.

I feel any ounce of my inebriation wash away. I’m utterly sober in this moment. I stand wordlessly for a moment before finally speaking up, my tone sharper than intended, “that’s enough y/n. let’s go now.”. Y/n chuckles, disentangling herself from Richard and stumbling toward me. “That was fun, old man. Let’s do it again sometime!” The way she adopts Bunny's vocabulary is grating. I drape my arm around her waist, my grip tight, and turn us around, walking us toward the door. I call out my goodbyes, dragging her along before anyone can even respond. As we make our way down the hall, her laughter rings in my ears, but I keep my eyes focused ahead. Her drunken giggles don’t mask the irritation simmering beneath the surface. I can feel my grip on her waist tightening involuntarily, a mix of possessiveness and frustration swirling inside me. She seems blissfully unaware, lost in the moment, and it drives me mad. I whisper to myself a quote from Dante’s Inferno that seems to fit quite well to the situation I find myself in while keeping my eyes straight. I see her up at me slightly, “huh?”, she asks almost like a child who doesn’t understand a school lesson. I take a breath and repeat myself, “I said, ���there are two reasons for evil deeds, one is illness, the other is wickedness.’”. She’s silent for a moment as we get into the elevator. I keep my eyes on the doors as they shut, eager to get away from this damned situation. From the corner of my eye i see her head tilt as she looks up at me, “Dante’s inferno. Canto 11, Dante discusses the nature of sin and the motivations behind evil deeds.”, she says. She sounds almost proud she knows the quote. To be quite honest, I feel a twinge of pride as well, though I make sure not to show it. After all, i’m the one who gave her a copy of that book. I simply nod once in response.

The elevator doors finally reopen. I walk out, my grip on her waist still firm. If she wasn’t drunk I’m sure she’d be saying something about how I always, “forget my own strength”, and how she’ll, “probably have bruises in the shape of my fingers tomorrow!”. This thought makes me loosen my grip slightly, I don’t want to hurt her physically, not even when i’m as mad as i am right now. She speaks again as we walk out of the elevator and into the lobby, “why are you quoting Dante to me?”, the innocence in her voice only frustrates me further. I don’t answer, I only continue to walk towards the doors. As we exit the apartment complex, I let go of her waist; The cool air hits me, sharp and refreshing, yet it does little to clear my mind. I don’t bother to open her door when we approach my car, she can do it herself. I open my own door instead and sit myself in the drivers seat. She doesn’t follow immediately, but i choose to not look at her. Approximately 15 seconds go by before the passenger door opens, and I feel the car shift slightly as she drunkenly plops into her seat. I snap my head to her, I force the words out, “So which are you, Y/N? Are you mentally ill or simply wicked?” It’s a question I know is harsh, but I need to understand why she danced with Richard, why she doesn’t see how it looks. Her surprise cuts through me, “excuse me?”, she asks, I can tell my words have sobered her up slightly. I start the car and turn my head back forward as I back out of my parking space. I press on, driving the point home. “Did you embarrass me because there’s something mentally wrong with you, or did you do it just to be wicked?” Her disbelief stings. “Are you joking?” she asks, and I can hear the hurt in her voice. I scoff, but deep down I’m wrestling with the fear that this might be more than just a misunderstanding. I steal a glance at Y/N, confusion etched on her face. “Are you joking?” she asks, her voice tinged with offense. I can feel the irritation bubbling beneath my skin, but I keep my focus on the road, unwilling to let her see just how much this bothers me. “Good God,” she continues, “he’s homosexual, Henry.” Her dismissal stings, but I can’t let it show. “So there is something mentally wrong with you then,” I retort, my voice sharper than I intend. “You don’t see the way he looks at you all the time? Y/N, he practically salivates over you.” The words slip out, laced with a mixture of annoyance and anger. She shakes her head, disbelief written all over her features. I can feel the tension in the car tightening, the air thick with unspoken words. As we drive toward campus, I can sense her confusion. “Why are you driving to campus?” she asks, and I keep my eyes trained on the road, determined not to falter. “I’m taking you to your dorm.”, I reply, forcing a sense of finality into my tone. She should understand this, we’re clearly on the way towards Monmouth house. But inside, I’m wrestling with my own emotions, the weight of my jealousy heavy on my chest. I know I’m being unreasonable, but the sight of her dancing with Richard, the way they swayed together as if it were the most natural thing in the world, has ignited a fire in me I can’t control. She deserves to understand the implications of her actions, and yet here I am, driving her away from me. “why aren’t we going to your apartment?”, she asks, her tone dropping from anger to a childlike innocence. I sigh, she needs to understand that I can’t be embarrassed like this, that she can’t act as if she’s single. I take a moment to collect my thoughts, not letting myself speak until we reach her dormitory building and park. “I need to not be around you right now y/n.”, I say flatly, feeling my resolve harden. That is, until I look at her. The way her face falls hits me harder than I expected. “I don’t want to go to my dorm… I want to go back to your apartment.” Her voice is almost a whisper, and it makes me feel like I’m suffocating.

I want to reach out, but I can’t. “I think it best if we spend some time apart. I cannot continue to be constantly worried about you going off with another man.” The words feel like a knife twisting in my gut, but they’re necessary. When her eyes glisten with unshed tears, I realize I’ve crossed a line. “What do you mean by ‘time apart’?” she asks, voice trembling. “Are you breaking up with me?”. “If that’s what you need me to call it, then I suppose. Though I would rather just call it a break for right now.” I force myself to keep my tone even, to hide the turmoil within. Don’t let her see your emotions, Don’t let her see your emotions. I watch her face shift as she processes my words, her eyebrows knitting together in confusion. I can see the moment the realization hits—her breath catches. I want to reach out, to soften the blow, but the jealousy tightens its grip on me. I see a tear escape down her cheek. She nods, quickly wiping it away, trying to regain her composure, I assume. “Fine. If that’s what you want,” she replies, her voice steady but laced with hurt. I glance back to the windshield, forcing myself to stay focused. “It is,” I say, my tone clipped and matter-of-fact. I can feel her pain in the air between us, but I can't let it show. I take a deep breath, steeling myself against the weight of what I’ve said. I watch her from the corner of my eye. In the fleeting moment when her expression softens, I can see the vulnerability beneath her bravado. But just as quickly, she wipes it away, unbuckling her seatbelt with determination. “Fine then.”. She opens the car door, stepping out into the night, and the sound of it slamming shut reverberates through me like a finality I hadn’t anticipated. I want to call her back, to explain that this isn’t what I truly want, but the words feel stuck in my throat. Instead, I sit in the car, the silence heavy, knowing I might have just lost her.

[ninis-dollhouse]

my favorite tsh hc i’ve come up with is that camilla’s eyes look like their about to bug out of her head any minute. that and her voice being described as unwaveringly calm?? homegirl would be terrifying

[greenandsorrow]

Hello everybody💖

I have an important announcement to make and I know you're not gonna like it but I hope you can understand... HIATUS ALERT 🤭🎉🎉

I'll be answering comments and asks. I'll also ✨indulge✨ if you want to have a little chit chat, but I won't be posting anything. *inactivity intensifies*

I'll come back stronger so don't worry. It's probably gonna be for a month or so. And I'm still gonna write all the stuff I have talked about.

Upcoming fics!

requested deaf!reader x the Hazbin gang hc

The price for misbehaving - rut!Alastor (the continuation of it)

The fox - Alastor (the final part)

requested nun!Alastor oneshot

more Angel Dust & Alastor content in general

Hazbin AU that follows the events of the show (pilot included) x OC

What once was - tsh Henry Winter x OC multi chap

After Dark - Officer K multi chap

That Court Gentry oneshot I had talked about moons ago

I can fix him - William Afton multi chap

Pennywise multi chap

Hello my old heart - Thorin x faerie!reader multi chap

Ledger!Joker oneshot

Matrix fic

David 8 content in general

Strangers things multi chap (Billy x reader)

Darth Maul and Mando content

Also some BBC Sherlock but probably in the far away future

Too many fandoms, I know it's confusing... but you can always ask to be tagged to any of the multi chaps, or even to the unreleased oneshots.

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