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sevensoulmates · 1 month

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i wonder if people would be okay with eddie being bisexual. shannon as the only woman he fell in love with and buck as the only man eddie fell in love with. bisexual people also suffer from catholic guilt (i'm bi, latina and my family is catholic), but i don't think 9-1-1 would give us bi4bi romance. i just hope that, if eddie is bi, fans don't get mad and say things like 'it doesn't make sense'

Oh goodness, now we're getting into some iffy territory here. So, WARNING, if you follow my blog, you may already know that I personally headcanon Eddie as a repressed gay man, and not bisexual. And I have very specific reasons for that. HOWEVER, if the show DID want to go with Eddie also being bisexual, I would 100% accept that, because you're right bisexual people 100% also experience catholic guilt and comphet as well. All of that could definitely fit into the bisexual experience too. It would also make sense to the story...to a certain degree. So here's my warning again, I'm going to dive into my headcanon here, so be warned this is just MY opinion and is not indicative of all queer experiences real, fictional or otherwise.

Here's my reasons why I feel the story aligns closer to repressed gay than bisexual for Eddie. I simply don't believe that Eddie really ever was in love with Shannon. Loved her as his best friend, yes. Deeply loved her as the mother of his child? Yes. Loved her as a person? Yes. In deep romantic love with her? No. Nothing I've seen from their relationship, not the sex, not their "sweet" moments, or the vulnerable moments, nothing has ever made me ever believe they were in love love. I totally realize that that's my personal opinion and other people see it differently, I understand that, and I respect other people's personal opinions on the matter. This is not a knock against Shannon as a character, but just my individual feelings on their relationship. This was my opinion back when season 3 was still airing and I saw the show for the first time, and it's still my opinion now.

However, back in season 3/4 I actually still believed Eddie could be bi, for sure. And I would've been absolutely THRILLED with a bi4bi story from Buddie.

After all, just because Eddie wasn't in love with Shannon didn't mean he couldn't fall in love with another woman (or man), right? But then came Ana Flores....and then Vanessa...and then came Marisol....and the pattern kept going and I simply COULD NOT justify any of his behavior as actually really being attracted to/wanting/loving ANY of these women.

I understand that plenty of heterosexual and bisexual men also have this kind of avoidant-attachment relationship style, and that it could also stem from trauma, the way he grew up, patriarchy, etc, but the way he FORCES himself to be in a relationship with these women. The way he NEVER allows a genuine bond with a woman to just grow naturally and always has to force it to start, and then desperately cut it off when he's finally reached his limit, truly feels like he's torturing himself. And I'm so sorry, but I feel like if you were a person who genuinely wanted to be with a woman or a man, or anyone, in any capacity, you would not be torturing yourself over being with them.

Especially when I look at him in comparison to Buck, a canon bisexual man. I never once doubted that Buck actually loved Abby. I never once doubted that Buck was actually trying in his relationships with Ali, Taylor, and Natalia. When he was interested in these women it didn't feel forced. Unhealthy? Sure. Not the right fit for him? Absolutely. But forced? Like he was only doing it because he thought he had to? Never. Sure, maybe Buck held on longer than he should've because he didn't want to lose them, but that's because he still wanted their love even if it wasn't healthy for him.

I don't see any of that with Eddie. Shannon, and Eddie's relationship with her, has always felt like a crutch for Eddie, like an excuse, before she came back, when she was present, and long LONG after she died. So the argument that "well Ana and Marisol just aren't Shannon" will never work for me.

I also think Eddie being demisexual would be a better fit narratively at this point than bisexual as well. But then again, there's overlap and it's all very subjective and yeah--just a lot of queer theory to get into that I'm not an expert on, so I'm just gonna reiterate again. This is just my opinion.

If the show really wanted Eddie to be bisexual, and stated it as such, I would be fine with it, and I would accept it graciously and happily. But I do honestly feel like it wouldn't really fit well into the story they've been telling. At this point in time, with everything that we know, and everything we've seen, the only thing that I believe truly fits with the narrative is that Eddie's a repressed gay man and/or demisexual.

But if real-life bisexual people see themselves in Eddie, that will ALWAYS be valid, regardless of what the show says in regards to his sexuality. Fuck, they'll probably just leave him unlabeled regardless, in which case, any and all headcanons are valid.

This is a nuanced topic, and I do admit that IN REAL LIFE (remember I'm just discussing FICTIONAL characters here based purely on what a NARRATIVE has shown us which is all we can truly take as fact) someone in Eddie's position could for sure be bisexual and have this exact same experience.

I just think in my personal subjective opinion that with all we've seen in canon thus far, it would feel most organic to the story (and doesn't make Eddie look like a fucking asshole who chooses not to care at all about the women he's dating) if he realized he was a repressed gay man.

#911 abc #eddie diaz #god I hope this doesn't start discourse #anon you're valid for wanting a character who aligns with your experience so I'll never admonish you or anyone else for that #again this is my opinion based on my own subjective life experience #please no one come for me #this is why I tend to use the term queer in relation to eddie #or even queer leaning towards men #or hell maybe even bisexual leaning towards men idk #sexuality is a spectrum for a reason so even what I'm saying could be disproven by someone else's experience and knowledge

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rightsforbrunomadrigalonly · 2 years

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Can I just say how much I love your headcanons for Bruno's supportive wife? just *chef's kiss* perfect! Crusty rat man needs that kind of support system in his life. Could I request a fic or headcanon (whichever you prefer) on how she wooed Bruno with a serenade (like with the song "I love you too much" from the Book of Life)?

{A/N: PLEASE ITS SO FUNNY YOU SAY WHOOED HIM WITH A SERENADE BECAUSE I WANTED HIS TO MAKE HIS WIFE A GORGEOUS SINGER, LIKE VOICE OF A SIREN, LIKE ANGELIC CHOIR TYPE VOICE. He probably adores when she sings to him when he’s anxious, and rubs her finger tips at the base of his head as she gently plays with his curl. He falls asleep that way so many times. I HAVE TO WRITE SOMETHING, maybe head canons so I don’t go overboard like I did the last fiction lmao whoops}

Bruno hearing his wife’s singing voice for the first time.

God just when he thought he couldn’t find another damn reason to fall harder for this woman, she reveals a deeper part of herself that Bruno just can’t help but dive for.

The first time he ever heard her singing, it was unintentional. He wouldn’t have called it eaves dropping, but lets just say he couldn’t quite turn his ear to the sound.

It wasn’t uncommon to hear music flowing through casita, but when he found out the music was coming from the love of his life? He was hooked instantly.

Her skill was so unacquainted. The way she made even the most intricate of notes sound so effortless and simple, like it took her no work to sound so beautiful.

She was probably in the kitchen helping Julieta clean up the mess from that nights dinner. She usually did dishes for la familia, since it was the least she could do, seeing as to how she didn’t have any magic to help otherwise, outside the typical baking she’d do for dessert.

Bruno probably rounded the corner expecting to steal some scraps left over from dinner, but when he heard her heavenly melody serenading the open air, food was the last thing on his mind.

Her favorite type of music was love songs, anything gushy and over the top with emotion. She was fluent in the language of music. Her love would always be shown to Bruno through songs she’d find appealing to her inner sentiment, something she could use to express her feelings as she snuggled herself into his arms....but never before had he heard her sing.

Being brutally honest? Bruno was under the assumption he she couldn’t sing.

He’d scamper away though as soon as she senses someone listening in.

True rat behavior.

He’d spend the rest of the night thinking about it, as she laid there against his chest in the dark of their room. Everything seems so tranquil and so still as the sound of his heartbeat accelerates.

She’d hum and glance up to his face, seeing a mix of emotions flooding the surface.

His Wife: “what’s with that look?” shed ask with a chuckle, fingertips reaching up to graze against his jaw line with a smile.

He’d nearly shit his pants. He’d startle, green eyes blinking down at her.

Bruno: “Yeeaaah....I’m fine mi vida...”

She knows when he’s lying.

SHE IS AN EXPERT ON ALL THINGS HER HUSBAND. A FLUENT SPEAKER OF BRUNOLOGY.

She’d give a scoff, pushing herself up on her elbows to catch his face with a hum.

His wife: “Well, somethings distracting you, I can see it written all over handsome face of yours.” Her fingerpads would walk against the scruff of his cheek, very gently pressing kisses against his nose, the edge of his mouth, truly any place she could find open space to fluster him into speaking.

He’d squirm, body temperature rising as his hands restrain your body. He loves you and your displays of affection, they were a good way to soften his walls and open him up.

Bruno: “Nothing is on my mind mi Vida! Really I-I'm okay. I’m fine....I just....please don't be mad at me”

Mad?

His Wife: “Mi amor, there’s nothing you could do in this world that would make me mad at you”

Her tone is always so comforting. It didn’t matter how many times she needed to repeat the same assurance for the man, she always held the same patience and same level of comfort every time.

A smile would play at the edges of his lips, a calmness flowing over him.

Bruno: “I heard you singing before in the kitchen. I think it was you, I mean- I’m pretty sure it was you...I was just going to ask if maybe you could sing again for me? “

His eyes would be so pleading, she wouldn’t be able to say no.

Just like Bruno has his weaknesses, GOD was that woman weak for that innocent puppy look he’d throw when he really wanted something and he was to sheepish to ask with confidence, especially if he thought he’d get rejected.

She’d sigh, wriggling her position to sit up straight, she patting her lap for the man to lay in it.

MAN CANNOT HOP INTO HER LAP ANY QUICKER.

His curls immediately seek refuge in her lap.

Her tone starts out soft, as her fingers rummage through the soft silk of his curls. She works her finger tips down to his scalp, gently messaging as her words engulf his ears.

His Wife: “ I love you too much, to live without you loving me back. I love you too much, heaven's my witness and this is a fact. I know I belong when I sing this song. There's love above love and it's ours, 'Cause I love you too much”

HE CRIES

So many emotions swirl through his head. Overwhelming his heart as he listens to both the words and the angelic tone of her voice.

She’d smile down at him, her finger tips drying his eyes with her knuckle as she kisses his nose and keeps singing.

He keeps her up all night, requesting song after song.

Eventually the sound of her voice luls him to sleep and he falls under in her lap.

She doesn’t mind, she thinks its the sweetest thing and she loves the sight of his body peaceful at rest on top of hers. She’d just brush his bangs bang from his eyes and kisses his forehead.

From that night on, any time Bruno was in need of some serious calming her go to move was to sing to him.

He appreciates it every time.

If he ever thought this woman was too good for him, he was assured she was now.

He holds onto her tighter

Loves her harder.

And asks her to sing for him as frequently as she’ll allow.

#encanto bruno #bruno madrigal x reader #bruno madrigal x oc #bruno madrigal #encanto bruno madrigal #bruno #encanto #bruno encanto

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maddrmatt · 3 years

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A Beautiful Future: A Premonition or a Punishment?

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Greetings, readers and fellow SoKai fans!

Time for a certain Princess of Heart to take the spotlight in this story!

Fair bit of warning though, I sort of used this chapter to showcase a few headcanons and speculations regarding the future of the series.

Also, there’s a little challenge within this chapter that you can take on if you wish.

Enjoy!

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Chapter 3: Writings of a Princess

Land of Departure

Dear Sora,

I know it’s been a while since I last wrote to you. I haven’t really had anything really important to tell you since I came here.

Now something incredible has just happened and I had to tell you first before anyone else. But before that, here’s a few updates on what’s been happening on this side of reality.

I’m still training hard. No offense to Merlin, but I think I’m getting way better with my Keyblade training under Master Aqua than him.

My days here at the Land of Departure are filled with learning various fighting techniques or improving my magic skills. And to test them, I often spar with Aqua, Terra or Ven. One day, I might even get a perfect score against one of them in our matches.

All of three of them and Chirithy have been very good to me. They’ve really made me feel like part of their family.

But as great as it’s been with them, they’re no true replacement for everyone back home. I miss everyone: Mom, Dad, Selphie, Wakka, Tidus, Riku, and you. Especially you.

Sorry, Sora. It’s just so hard every day knowing that you’re trapped in that fictional world. I really wish I could’ve gone there with Riku to save you. But after being out of action for a year and the fact that I couldn’t even land a single blow on that memory of Xehanort, I knew it was the better choice to stay behind and train even if I didn’t like it.

I really hope Riku finds you soon. We’re all so worried about both of you. Since nobody really knows anything about this Quadratum place, we’ve all thought Riku was a little hasty in just taking off there alone.

We still haven’t heard anything from Mickey yet either. Hopefully, he’ll come back soon from Scala Ad Caelum, and he’ll have found something we can use to help you and Riku. Until that happens, all the rest of us can do is wait.

Anyway, time to tell you the real reason for this latest letter, Sora. And you are not going to believe what it is. I can hardly believe it myself.

Last night, I had a dream. It was actually the first dream I’ve had since I came to the Land of Departure.

Not that I’ve minded not having dreams just in case they ended up being recreations of my worst memories. I’ve already watched you vanish twice. I don’t think I could bear to watch it happen again in my dreams.

But the dream I had was nothing like that at all. It was of a wedding, Sora. Our wedding.

It was an amazing sight. It was in this gigantic chapel that looked like it was in Radiant Garden, and it was filled with all your friends from around the worlds.

Many of our fellow Guardians of Light and closest friends made up our wedding party. It was hardly a surprise to see Selphie as my maid of honor or Riku as your best man.

You looked so handsome in the suit you were wearing. And judging from the stunned look on your face when you saw me coming down the aisle, I must’ve looked pretty beautiful to you.

It was truly incredible, Sora. It felt so real and so wonderful. I wished it never ended.

But, unfortunately, as it is with dreams, we all have to wake up eventually. And when I did, the happiness I felt ended up giving way to other emotions as I reflected on the dream.

First of all, I felt a little confused. As good as that dream was, I couldn’t help but wonder why I had it at all. I mean, wouldn’t you find a little strange to have a dream about a wedding especially since we haven’t even had our first kiss yet? It’s kind of rushing things a little.

But don’t get me wrong, Sora. I know, deep down in my heart, how we truly feel about each other. I wouldn’t have shared that paopu fruit with you otherwise. And when the time is right for it, the idea of getting married to you is something I will embrace wholeheartedly.

So, I thought more about the dream and believe it or not, I started to think that it was not merely just a dream. I wonder if what I saw was our future. It definitely did feel like that since there were so many unfamiliar parts in it.

For example, I had no idea there was a tradition in Radiant Garden weddings for the bride and groom to crown each other with symbolic flowers. Then again, I could have known that if the knowledge came from a memory from when I lived there. Maybe I attended a wedding there when I was young.

But what really stood out to me and made me believe that this could be our future was the many unfamiliar guests. I knew that because I’ve been studying the details of your last two journeys from Jiminy’s Journal and the Gummi Phone. And even though the Journal of your first journey was erased (Naminè’s still really sorry about that), I still remember everything about it from being in your heart through it all.

So, I was able to recognize who you had met and who were strangers. They were far too numerous to mention. But here are some examples that really stood out to me.

A tall woman with long black hair wearing a tan colored dress and a beautiful turquoise necklace with a raccoon, a dog and I think I saw a hummingbird flittering around her.

A pair of robots, one yellow and box-shaped, the other white and cylindrical, who were holding hands.

A couple that consisted of a redhaired woman and blonde-haired man who appeared to have some kind of hairless rodent on his shoulder.

A teenage boy and girl along with a younger boy and a company of animals such as a bear with gray fur, a panther, an elephant with a tuft of brown hair and a quartet of vultures.

A large family that appeared to be a mix of humans and skeletons along with a very colorful winged dog and a giant winged cat.

A boy with red hair (whose head looked triangular) along with another boy with green hair and a bunch of other teenagers as well as some kind of strange teal animal that looked like a cross between a duck and a beaver and a man with brown hair, poor posture and wearing a lab coat (who wears that to a wedding?).

A princess dressed in a beautiful green gown accompanied by a prince in a green suit with a blonde woman dressed in pink, a short old woman dressed in white and wearing sunglasses and a snake around her shoulders as well as an alligator who was carrying a trumpet.

A very unusual group consisting of two men and a woman with blue skin and pointy ears along with a dog-sized dragon, a centaur, and a winged lionlike creature with horns and a scorpion’s tail.

A girl with bushy brown hair among what appeared to be a family of giant frogs.

A woman dressed like she was some kind of islander with a burly man with numerous tattoos (I think I saw one of them move) over his body along with a pig and a chicken that didn’t look very smart.

A family who seemed to be some kind of royalty consisting of a princess in a simple green dress with long curly red hair along with three identical boys with the same kind of hair, their big, strong father with a peg leg and their very elegant mother.

A boy and a girl who looked like they were twin siblings who were accompanied by a pair of old men who looked like twins as well.

A redhaired boy in the company of a group of what looked like various human-sized bugs.

There were so many more, but I think I’ll stop here. With the large number of guests at this wedding, I could go on listing them for a long time. But it does seem there’s a lot more friends for you in the future.

Unfortunately, while I was mulling over the dream further, a horrible thought came to me. I started to wonder if the dream, as beautiful as it was, wasn’t meant to bring me happiness at all because it was actually showing the future that we could have had but now would never have. And the true reason of it was to punish me for my failures in the fight against Xehanort.

I know you wouldn’t like to hear this, Sora. But there are still days where I can’t help but feel responsible for your disappearance and think that if I had made some different choices, you’d still be here.

I know it was my choice to fight alongside you because I wanted to keep you safe the same way you’ve always done for me. But looking back, I now see it was foolish to assume that my training alongside Axel would turn me into a Keyblade wielder on yours or Riku’s level. And it was probably an even worse idea for a wielder with very little actual battle experience to go from basic training to a high stakes battle with nothing in between.

We may have been desperate to stop Xehanort before he went after the New Seven Hearts especially since he had already assembled all his darknesses. But we probably could’ve and should’ve explored some other options instead of going to fight the Organization right away after you woke Ven.

Since Ienzo told us that they had a replica body ready before we even left for the Keyblade Graveyard, we could’ve gotten Roxas or maybe even Xion out of your heart before the fight. In Axel’s words, they were the old hands when it came to Keyblades.

We also could have made a bigger effort to find and save Terra first even if our chances were pretty low. That would not only have gotten us a more experienced wielder, but it would’ve also lowered Xehanort’s ranks by one.

Maybe if we had done things that way, we would’ve had more experienced Keyblade wielders to fill out the Seven Guardians of Light. And even if it would be disappointing to be put in the reserves, it would’ve been worth it if it led to you being safe.

So, those are the reasons I believed that dream was a punishment. But you’ll be glad to know, Sora, that I only entertained those beliefs briefly.

After thinking it over some more, I decided that it didn’t matter what that dream’s purpose was. Comfort or punishment, I’m going to actually use it to serve my own purposes instead.

I’m going to let it remind me of what my ultimate goal is and drive me to be the best Keyblade wielder I can be. One that’s going to make the forces of darkness think twice before causing trouble and one that you and Riku will be proud to have fighting alongside you. And hopefully, that will lead us to a future like the one in the dream or at least one that’s pretty close.

In fact, after seeing that dream, I think I may end up actually proposing a couple of ideas to Aqua and Master Yen Sid. I’ve been thinking about them a lot and maybe now is the time to try to put them into action.

Since I need to get some real battle experience to become a stronger Keyblade wielder, I’d like to go on a journey throughout the worlds to gain some. Hopefully, Aqua will think it’s a good idea. And even though there’s been little sign of the Heartless and Nobodies since Xehanort’s defeat, there is one thing I really wish to do.

I’d like to try to find and identify the remaining three of the New Seven Hearts. After all, who’d better to find them than someone who’s part of the same group? And if we knew who they were and what their home worlds were, we’d be in a better position to protect them if someone tried what Maleficent and Xehanort did.

Who knows? Maybe all those unfamiliar faces at the wedding were not only friends you’ll make on future adventures, but ones I’ll make on my own adventures. Maybe even the remaining New Seven Hearts were among them.

I also have an idea that may be able to help in the quest to bring you home. If Fairy Godmother could bring me back to the Final World, I could talk to that girl from Quadratum again. She may not be able to remember certain things. But she might be able to tell us something about that world that could help.

Naminè might even be able to help with this plan. Even if you only met that girl briefly, that may be enough for her to be considered connected to you and therefore, Naminè’s memory powers can work on her.

Hopefully, the Masters will think that these are good plans. I really want to do any part I can to not only help bring you and Riku home, but also to protect the worlds as both a Keyblade wielder and a Princess of Heart. After all, with you two gone, someone’s got to pick up the slack.

Well, I think that’s enough for now. It’s nearly time for breakfast and then it’s training until lunch. But before I go, there’s just one final thing I’d like to say.

Whether that beautiful dream shows a wonderful future that is meant to be or not, it doesn’t matter. Because the only kind of future I’ll ever wish for is one in which we’re safe, we’re happy, and we’re together. That’s all I really need.

See you soon,

Kairi

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Much later, the training hall in the Land of Departure was filled with the sounds of clashing Keyblades and various shouts of magical invocation. While those sounds were nothing uncommon in that location, there was an unusual intensity that day.

As Aqua, Ven and Chirithy watched, a heated sparring match was taking place between Kairi and Terra. But much to their surprise, the more experienced Keyblade wielder was actually struggling as the young rookie was keeping him mostly on the defensive.

“Wow! Kairi’s on fire today!” exclaimed Ven.

“She is, indeed,” concurred Chirithy.

“Well, she has improved a lot in her skills since she came here. But you two are right. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her this driven before,” said Aqua.

“You’ve got that right, Aqua. If she lands one more hit on Terra, this’ll be the first time she’s won by a perfect score,” said Ven.

As the match went on, Terra blocked blow after blow from Kairi. Then, strangely, she ceased her attack.

Terra saw his opportunity and charged toward her with a downward slash. The Princess dodged to the right narrowly avoiding the hit.

“Light!” she cried out as she fired a small but powerful Light spell at Terra’s side. He grunted as the magic struck him and knocked him off his feet.

“Point to Kairi,” declared Aqua.

“That’s three to nothing! Kairi wins!” exclaimed Ven as Chirithy clapped its paws together.

“Well done, Kairi,” said Aqua.

“Thank you, Master Aqua,” Kairi said as she walked over to Terra and helped him up.

After exchanging bows with each other, the Princess of Heart said, “I hope that didn’t hurt you too badly, Terra.”

Terra chuckled. “Not at all. It helps that you’ve learned how to restrain your magic during training. But I’ve got to say, Kairi that I am impressed. That’s the first time since you’ve come here that I’ve been unable to land a single hit on you.”

“You’ve certainly come a long way, Kairi. Today, you showed some truly exceptional skill and strength. You should be very proud of yourself,” said Aqua as she, Ven and Chirithy approached.

“Well, I’ve had a good teacher and some great sparring partners. But I think it really helped that when I woke up today, I just felt a little extra drive,” said Kairi.

“Yes. We noticed,” said Aqua.

“Why is that exactly?” asked Chirithy.

A certain smile came to Kairi’s face which caused her four friends to exchange knowing looks. They had spent plenty of time with her by now to know what exactly brought out that special smile of hers: thoughts of a certain someone close to her heart.

“I had the most amazing dream.”

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Notes from the Mad Doctor:

I thought the best way for Kairi’s spotlight chapter would be to do in the style of one of her letters to Sora. I’ve used it before as readers of my big fic Kairi’s Epic Journey would know.

So, in case it wasn’t obvious, the challenge I mentioned at the start is that list of unknown guests. It was quite a challenge to write all those characters by description alone. I hope you all will take a shot at identifying them. Some are pretty obvious, but some may be a little more difficult.

I hope I did a good job in trying not to make this chapter’s narrative too similar to the previous chapters. I actually tried having Kairi leap to the punishment notion before the premonition notion. But unfortunately, the flow didn’t work right.

Fortunately, the views on the punishment notion are a little different. Sora has absolutely no regrets for what he did and believes that he’s being unfairly punished for breaking rules he had no idea existed. Kairi, however, believes her punishment is deserved since she blames herself for what happened to Sora. Fortunately, both are able to use that dream to keep on fighting.

I hope you all aren’t put off that this is more like a series of one-shots centered around a certain plot device (the wedding dream) instead of a congruent storyline. That was what this project ended up being.

I give my thanks to whoever reads this chapter.

I also give my special thanks to @fandomchanger, @flynn-science, and @ladylucky for their likes on the previous chapters as well as @sokaiweek, @phoenix-downer, and @the-secret-place for reblogging the previous chapter.

Comments, likes and reblogs are much appreciated! Stay tuned for what comes next because it’s going to be a real feel-good chapter!

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Onto the next chapter!

#kingdom hearts #kh fanfiction #sokai #sokaiweek #sokaiweek2021 #kairi #aqua #ventus #chirithy #terra #maddrmatt

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jalebi-weds-bluetooth · 4 years

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10 Headcanons about IPKKND

Headcanon: It refers to something that the reader assumes about the story (in this case, a television show) or a character, though it's never officially stated in the books (tv show) or by the author (writer/creator).

Of course, I’m in the bandwagon of watching Iss Pyaar Ko till the end of my life, and now I’m so mentally convinced that these are ten things that definitely happened in the Iss Pyaar Ko world (beyond the script & screen).

P.S: I love you writers, creators, actors and the sensible decision makers <3

#1 Arnav and Anjali are the mirror images of their father and mother, respectively.

#2 Anjali realised the truth of her marriage on the day of Arnav & Khushi’s remarriage.

#3 Aman Mathur is Arnav’s best friend.

#4 Aman and Anjali DO FALL IN LOVE.

#5 NK and Lavanya fall in love as well.

#6 Aarav grows to become closest to Khushi.

#7 Shashi recovers and tells the families about his ‘paralysis’.

#8 Akash and Payal get to know about Arnav & Khushi’s first marriage.

#9 Arnav and Khushi explore dating and friendship after their remarriage.

#10 Arnav gets shy when Khushi makes the first move.

#1 "Aap wohi kar rahe hain, jo aapki pita kiye rahe.”

“You’re exactly doing what your father did.” Nani to her grandson, Arnav.

Although Nani unfairly does use this line on Arnav far too many times, one thing that is true is that Arnav is his father’s son. From the only picture we have of Mr. Malik - there is an uncanny resemblance of the man who does not want to look like his father in any way.

When Arnav talks to Khushi about his father’s mother, he is pissed at how tenacious, prejudiced, judgmental and stubborn his grandmother is. And this line of cruelty seems to be a Malik streak that even Arnav has.

There is no denying that Arnav has the Malik blood in him coursing through his veins. But it’s just a magic that he has turned every weakness, fault of the Maliks into his biggest strength.

And in between all this we perhaps miss how identical Anjali is to their mother. Anjali is not only pivotal to Arnav’s life like his mother, she is also literally similar to Ratna Singh Raizada.

Calm, composed, ability to see through their Chote’s anger, clad in a rich saree, always present with a large smile.

But along with personality and features, she also inherited her mother’s fate.

A cheater for a husband.

However Anjali fared worse. Not only did Shyam cheat on her, he did not care about his child and made numerous attempts to murder his wife and was behind the Raizada wealth.

But when Ratna and Anjali realize the true faces of their husbands - they seemingly say the same thing;

“Aapne mujhe pyaar kiya hi nahi,” You never loved me.

“Aur aap humein pyaar bhi nahi de paaye.” You couldn’t even love me.

And you have to wonder, if not for Khushi in their lives - what would’ve happened? Her presence helped Arnav step out of the shadows of his family’s past and gave Anjali the support to escape the emotionally manipulative marriage she was in.

#2 “Nahi Shyam ji, humare Chotey aur Khushi ji ka rishta itna kamzor nahi hai. Inn dono ka rishta toh iss sab se bohot upar hai.”

“No Shyam, my brother and Khushi’s relationship isn’t that weak. Their relationship is above and beyond all this [misunderstanding, tragedy, manipulation].” Anjali to her husband, Shyam.

This is one of the few times in Anjali’s marital relationship where she has gone against her husband. And this was more than going against, this was dismissing him. While I rejoiced that Arnav came back to his Khushi to live their happily ever after - I was more surprised by Anjali’s calm demeanor.

For a woman who had clung onto her grandmother, Dadi, the minute she entered their house - Anjali did not even have a single hesitation to Dadi leaving the house permanently.

There’s a sudden maturity and clarity in Anjali. She laughs, teases, worries just as before but there’s a realization that history has never been the way she and Arnav saw it.

I think that maybe Anjali too believed it was an outsider who ruined her parents’ marriage - but perhaps seeing Khushi crumble without Arnav and her brother’s strength to face his past and embrace his present, and above all blatantly seeing her grandmother’s manipulation shifts Anjali’s perspective.

She sees what no one else does. That Dadi chose this day, the day of her dearest Chote’s wedding, the happiest day of her brother’s life to speak about a past that does not matter. This freezes Anjali against all her hatred she had for the other woman, her father, their past. For Dadi her grandson’s happiness does not matter.

But for Anjali, nothing was worth more than her brother’s happiness.

And I positively stand by this head canon because immediately Anjali signals her brother that he did the right thing after he asks Khushi to marry him. She requests for Khushi’s happiness from Arnav as her nek. She keeps insisting, in front of her family, that Arnav and Khushi are made for each other. And above all, when Arnav tells Anjali that he might hurt her - she immediately shushes him that he can never hurt her.

And so one of the first things Anjali tells to Shyam is that;

“Why should I trust you? So you can betray me... again? My family was against you, every evidence was against you but I... I stood with you.”

#3 *Gets SOS message from Arnav to send Khushi a gift* *Sends the gift but signs it off with his name*

Somehow I have this deep feeling that Aman messes with Arnav on purpose! I find it hilarious that we never see Aman so genuinely he is a figment of our imagination - why is why I believe this man is canonically Aman and I have evidence which I refuse to be disputed on!

But in general I also feel that Aman is one of Arnav’s closest friends apart from colleague. According to me, Aman Mathur is one of the first men to join AR and a key employee who helped Arnav grow AR to what it is. He is responsible for the functional logistics, is Arnav’s best friend and one of the only people to not be intimidated by ASR.

In a world of ‘yes men’, Aman is a ‘no’ man and it is their intellectual arguments that makes him Arnav’s best friend because Aman truly looks out and cares for Arnav as his own family. Also, he wants the best for Arnav.

He probably knows everything about Arnav and Khushi’s contract marriage, gets to know everything about Shyam’s duplicity and even though we never see him in the family - I can imagine that Arnav, Akash and Khushi, consider Aman as their own.

And either Arnav and Aman function on the same brain cell, i.e.,

Arnav - can memorize the entire Oxford dictionary but cannot conjure ‘Happy Birthday’. Runs a fashion house but has NO IDEA that his wife needed a bag for functionality, not accessory. Can have telepathic conversations with his wife but NOT a real one.

Aman - one of the most efficient person on this planet. Immediately organizes a gift for Khushi, upon Arnav’s instructions. Finds the best handbag, puts it in a box and sends it through a worker in time. FORGETS TO REMOVE HIS NAME AND SCREWS UP ARNAV’S HALF ASSED APOLOGY ATTEMPT #8592.

- OR -

Aman - tries interrupting ASR by dropping subtle hints that Khushi needs a ‘happy birthday’ instead of a bag. Seeing the density of his best friend Aman does two things; selects a bag that is completely out of taste for Khushi but pleases Arnav because it’s expensive, makes sure to leave his name behind for Arnav to understand what a gift is.

Tell me which one sounds more like your imaginary Aman ;)

#4 “WHAT THE FU-”

He completes that sentence the day Arnav learns about Anjali and Aman’s relationship. Definitely the two people, apart from Khushi, who is closest to Arnav and cares for him the most.

The two people Arnav loves the most.

The two people Arnav would NEVER WANT TO LOVE EACH OTHER.

How and when Aman and Anjali fall in love - I’ll leave that to competent fan fiction writers - but to add in a few thoughts;

- Aman and Khushi develop a strong friendship. Khushi and Anjali are more than sisters.

- Aman and Anjali connect because of their common point (their sincere care and concern for Arnav) and maybe there were prior feelings? I leave it open - but their love has this trance like gentleness that grows into humor and friendship and more as they try to sneak their way as an official couple.

- Khushi is the first to notice and connect the dots between Aman and Anjali and she is glad. Arnav denies the thought and is positively horrified by it.

- Khushi bears the brunt of having to placate Arnav into Aman and Anjali’s romance. It’s hilarious (and we get to see another flare of Dramatic Singh Raizada).

- Oh there’s almost always going to be a love-hate relationship of Arnav and Aman. While Arnav truly is happy for Aman and Anjali, he never fails to remind Aman he’s the boss. While Aman truly loves being accepted into a family and cares for Arnav as his younger brother, he never fails to remind him that he is married to Arnav’s sister. *Khushi and Anjali’s exhausted eye rolls*

- But in times of adversity they stand together against anything and everything.

#5 "Shurukiya Lavanya.” “Shurukiya NK.”

Let me say, I began to ship NK and Lavanya the day NK said ‘shurukiya’ instead of shukriya - just like Lavanya! While the intellect, grasp of the Hindi language and foreign lifestyles match - they are also a case of opposites when it comes to personality.

In my head they meet - either for the first time or again - at Khushi’s birthday. This time Arnav babua knows how to win his lady love’s heart and how to say happy birthday so he does organize a small, intimate but colorful party with all the people who matter.

Which includes NK & Lavanya - Khushi’s two best friends (which she found thanks to Arnav).

There is definitely attraction at first sight but love? That takes its own sweet time to grow. It does NOT help that NK is Arnav’s cousin - but NK and Lavanya do end up together and are perfect for each other.

Neither NK nor Lavanya need to change, and their love story is like any other Hollywood romantic comedy - there’s everything (much to Khushi’s delight and Arnav’s dismay); meet cute, misunderstanding, accidental kissing, pretend boyfriend/girlfriend, denial of feelings, final grand confession at airport/balcony of La’s house and of course a white, hilarious wedding!

AND OF COURSE KHUSHI SHIPS IT! And Arnav curses his life because he was probably just coming to terms with Aman and Anjali coming together! (How come every employee gets married to a family member - the only exception being Payal and that Khushi is married to the owner and she was an employee so that doesn’t count).

I can just imagine an over enthusiastic Khushi helping a besotted NK and an empathetic but practical Lavanya. And probably there’s a breakup, or Lavanya chooses to not pursue the relationship until, ironically but according to clichés, Arnav saves the day by tapping into the friendship he shared with Lavanya.

And by driving NK to the airport - or La to the airport.

There is an airport scene ok.

#6 “Mom”

Never, in a million years, with all her twenty imaginary babies would Khushi have ever imagined to be called ‘mom’. In her fantasies of Laad Governor & Sanka Devi’s Shaadi Shuda Zindagi she thought she had imagined it all;

A hot, passionate but crazy marriage. Their brood of children would be half western, thanks to English Singh Raizada, and half traditional. Her son would probably take after his father in looks (which she would be grateful for) and in temperament (which she would curse Arnav for). Their daughter would be just like Khushi (which Arnav would be grateful for) and probably believe in all love and romance (which Arnav would curse Khushi for as he fought off suitors for their daughter).

And then Arnav and Khushi would have another set of a son and daughter to have the roles switched. Of course, they have mastered the skill of making love and babies.

Arnav would be positively traumatized upon being called “Babuji” and would drop all his business to make sure his brood calls him “Dad/Papa” and Khushi would leave all her jalebis and shop to make sure her little army of Raizada's called her “Amma” instead of “Mom!”

That is until the day Aarav calls her mom. Suddenly, that is the sweetest word Khushi has ever heard and she does not want Aarav to call her anything else. Because it's what Aarav calls her.

Aarav, although shown to be identical to Arnav and immediately close to him because he believed all along that Arnav was his father - hence tried to impress him as much as he could - grows to become mamma’s boy. It’s Khushi’s childishness, sense of humor, joy for life, maturity and zest that brings out the boy’s childhood.

I am sure one day Khushi sits and talks about being an orphan - and Aarav would be surprised at Khushi’s happiness despite her tragedy. I feel Khushi would actually play a key role in nurturing Aarav and making him a wholesome boy who can laugh, dance and enjoy life like his mother.

In a nutshell, Aarav grows to become the perfect combination of his parents; slightly religious, loves sweets, plays pranks, is extremely sharp at mathematics, sarcastic, introvert, dry sense of humor, values relationships, values money and is temperamental enough to get people to obey him.

Oh, and did you think Arnav was a terror if anyone insulted Khushi in front of him? That Arnav would slap and rip away the person from planet and protect his wife from all costs.

Don’t even think of insulting Khushi with Aarav Singh Raizada around.

Even Arnav can’t raise his voice on Khushi in front of Aarav.

Aarav is obviously, protective about his father too - except he’s not too vocal about his. Arnav becomes a mentor, guide and a loving father for Aarav, while Khushi becomes Aarav’s best friend.

#7 “That was not an accident.”

One line that would shake the worlds of the Raizada's and Gupta’s would be to learn that whatever happened with Shashi Gupta was not an accident. Of course, the show was great the way it was but with Shashi Gupta being such a competent and fantastic character - I just have this head canon where this last knot is tied up as well.

I think nothing adds more gravity to Shyam’s villainy than the fact that he nearly murdered a man right under their noses and no one even had an inkling. I just think it was important to address how disastrous it was for Buaji and Garima to immediately rely on Shyam and hasten Khushi’s wedding. Like Garima is truly selfish when she asks Payal to not say the truth and how horrible it was for Khushi to believe Shyam could change.

All along her father lay paralyzed by that very man’s hideous actions.

A part of me is not okay that they show Khushi, out of all people, trusting Shyam again. That Shashi’s paralysis is never addressed - it was a murder that failed. That Buaji and Garima have no idea what the consequence of their decision was.

They nearly married Khushi off to her father’s murderer. There’s just a part of me that does not want to blame anyone or expect any drama, but I need to know that the family knows how close they had been to losing everything because of their gross naivety.

Anjali lived with a murderer for so long; it’s been out there! Shyam paralyzed the man who suspected him, attempted killing his wife multiple times, kidnapped and nearly murdered his brother in law for wealth and then finally he did kill his child.

So I just need a moment for the Raizada's and Gupta’s to realize what a horrifying man Shyam is - independent of everything else. And I would have loved to have seen Shashi Gupta and Arnav’s interactions! So for me, it is my head canon that they all get to know the other truth once Shashi heals enough to speak.

#8 The Six Month Contract

I mean I am completely fine with no one having an idea of the nature of the marriage. But also, I can’t imagine that Akash and Payal - who are very quiet but very in tune with their siblings and aware of their siblings nature - would be just quiet.

Especially when both of them knew that Arnav and Khushi were a bubbling pot of feelings on the day of their marriage. Arnav’s attraction for Khushi at that time was not a secret, and I am positive that an observant character like Akash would have picked that up.

Payal, the one we know, knows every single thing about Khushi - from her dreams to her wishes - would be completely shocked to know that Khushi agreed to a marriage where there was no priest.

If any character knows Arnav and Khushi best - it’s Akash and Payal. They are the only characters that Arnav and Khushi don't justify themselves to. But I feel in dignified manner, both Payal and Akash would try to find the truth on what happened that night.

Unlike Di, Nani and Bua ji, they won’t be happy with “oh they’re getting married again.” In my head canon, Akash and Payal are more active than what they were shown. And they would do this together - no secrets. They would discuss that knowing Khushi, she would never say yes to a marriage without a priest. And Bhai does seem like the last character to elope - especially when there is no reason to. With the way things were going, naturally Arnav and Khushi were next in line.

Probably from Nani Akash and Payal would learn what happened on their wedding day. They would learn about the fact that Arnav knew about Shyam, on that day. He thought Khushi was involved with Shyam. And he did make a big mistake in his life on that day.

From Di they would learn that Arnav did not marry Khushi because he loved her.

And that would give them all the knowledge that they knew and it would lead to a difficult but poignant conversation between all four of them. Akash and Payal are the ones who know the whole picture, but they’re also the ones who are closest to Arnav and Khushi.

#9 “You’re going on a date?” “Haan.” “HAAN! KISKE SAATH!?!” “Obviously Khushi ke saath.”

“You’re going on a date?” NK

“Yeah.” Arnav

“YEAH! WITH WHOM?!” NK

“Obviously with Khushi!” Arnav

This is probably one of the funniest scenes because NK has to question his cousin, who is about to be remarried to his wife, who he’s going on a date with.

And that sparks this head canon for me that Arnav and Khushi enjoy all the joys of courtship, friendship and dating post their marriage. They start heading to the movies, playing pranks, discussing business, traveling countries and flirting with each other shamelessly.

It’s an aspect of love they scratched on right before Akash and Payal’s marriage and their remarriage. With the absence of all hate and prejudices - Arnav and Khushi probably have a really fun marriage with one always pulling the other one’s leg.

When they’re serious and romantic - they burn the house in flames from their intensity.

When they’re pulling pranks they’re also bringing the house down with Khushi screaming murder and running behind Arnav to maul him.

We see glimpses of this when Arnav, seductively, draws a mustache on her. Or teases her about the moon and she slaps him, lightly on his chest. Or when he suggests that the world isn’t weird but she might be. Or when Khushi teases Arnav on being called “chote.”

*sigh*

In a nutshell - Arnav & Khushi explore the facets of romance and courtship post marriage - dates, friendship, movies, travel, exercise, cooking, gardening, pranks, arguments, etc.

#10 Arnav Shy Singh Raizada

Another completely silly head canon - the silliest of all - is that when Khushi takes control, Arnav becomes shy. He isn’t as vocal as Khushi when it comes to expressing his emotions but he does have his brief moments of being slightly flustered which he graces with his one look. A soft smile and a sweet challenge brewing in his eyes.

We get a hint of him being bashful when anyone else interrogates him about his feelings for Khushi - there’s the obvious nonchalance and anger, but this little heart likes to believe that there’s a soft boi underneath who’s going starry eyed every now and then.

If anyone read this in full then may Devi Maiyya bless you with infinite happiness and patience. It was a lot, even though it was supposed to be a silly list of head canons! Thank you for your time!

#ipkknd #iss pyaar ko kya naam doon #Arnav Singh Raizada #khushi kumari gupta #headcanon #list #i write too much

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fredheads · 6 years

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When and why did you start liking Hal?

I honestly don’t know. An accurate answer to this would probably require a s1 rewatch that I am not strong enough to do now or ever.

When I started watching Riverdale I was actually really invested in the kids plotlines (shocking, I know) and didn’t pay a lot of attention to Hal. I somehow didn’t even notice his sexy windbreaker look in the pilot. If anything I found him vaguely untrustworthy, but that’s because he was written to be a possible suspect all the way along. I wasn’t even smitten with Fred until episode two.

But then (i don’t remember what order these events happened in sorry) we got the “stepfords of riverdale” opening and BAMMO!! I was hooked on each and every member of the Cooper family. The kids had kind of failed me at that point but oh man do I have a big fat emotional attachment to the “golden boy” trope and suburban discontent in general. That stuff is my bread and butter in fiction. Being presented Hal as this former RHS golden boy who married his high school sweetheart and went on to have a less than perfect life that he was struggling to keep manicured on the outside...bam I wanted him.

That was also when I flipped from “I can’t like her she’s abusive” to “I want more of this woman” on Alice. When she was being fake in the church for the cameras??? MOM. I imprinted fast. I didn’t find them necessarily “likable” yet but I wanted more of the Coopers backstory ASAP (oh how the turntables..)

I also have (hold on tight this one will shock you) a big soft spot for dad characters and I wanted to like Hal all along. When he was fixing the car with Betty (I also have a big soft spot for mechanic!betty) and talking about Polly I was so hopeful it was time for his redemption. I don’t think you guys remember how much they were holding back from us character-wise in season one and anyone suddenly becoming likeable was fair game. Also, Hal was just fun to watch. I knew he had secrets and I wanted to know what they were.

So honestly from almost the get-go I was rooting for a redemption arc for Hal. Then we got one for Alice instead, and for an episode I almost disowned him because it felt to me that we were going down the route that most of you have accepted as canon now, that Hal was potentially abusive to Alice throughout her marriage and that he forced her to abort her first kid against her will. (We didn’t find out Alice’s first kid was actually born at all until later - I remember standing up on my couch in front of my housemate and yelling CHIC COOPER at the abortion reveal. I’m a big comics fan.)

(Man did that scene get my motor running though like Hal as the flawed patriarch watching baseball alone in the den in the dark, Alice doing a 180 on us and confronting him in full hysterical housewife mode........ The gotcha! reveal that Riverdale hadn’t written Betty’s oldest sibling out they had a plan for him all along.... I look back on it and I don’t like it anymore because of what it’s turned into but day one that scene had me quaking in my artfully faded jorts. I love suburban stuff like that. )

Then we got more information - that Hal was never abusive to Alice, that he only offered Polly money for an abortion and didn’t force her into one, that Alice didn’t abort Chic at all and that there’s no evidence Hal put pressure on her to do so. He only suggested it. In my opinion, the whole drama of the scene was because Riverdale was actually trying to make everyone unlikeable then, because someone was supposed to have shot Jason in the head.

By the time Alice threw a brick through the Register window I was rooting on her and Hal to reconcile to protect their kids. It was so clear they loved each other to me. The thought of this flawed suburban stepford wives couple going back to their flawed but functional marriage with a few key improvements... fabulous. And they did and we got Hal dropping “What the hell is wrong with you people?” and Riverdale should have ended right there because it was great.

Also when we found out he was homecoming king once it cranked my Hal love up to 11. Side note.

(This is going to sound shady but I don’t know why 90% of you go around yelling “HAL FORCED ALICE TO GET AN ABORTION” when Chic was RIGHT THERE for 99.99999% of season two please check your facts he absolutely didnt and the evidence is right there drinking milk out of the carton it boggles my mind)

As the season ended I was kind of shaky on adult Hal character-wise because my feeling toward him was that he cared about this blood feud stuff more than his own family and I also didn’t want to get too attached to anyone in case they were the killer. Bear in mind, this was back when I was still semi-protective of the child characters and I was under the sway of the stream of thought in this fandom that was really concerned with purity and only liking characters who weren’t troublesome. Now I just like who I like.

I was writing a lot of parentdale fanfic at that point, and I love love loved my multiple conceptions of teen!Hal. I still had that soft spot for him onscreen though. I felt overwhelmingly what I’d felt in the car scene with Betty - that he wanted to be a good dad but was letting his personal prejudice and confusion about his lot in life get in the way of succeeding. I thought he should learn some things from Fred and then they could all be happy there on Elm St but for the time being he was entertaining as shit to watch and pushed all my buttons and I had dreams of him being a deep complex character whose motivations they were going to draw out for a long time and contrast him with Fred and it would be fabulous...

I don’t remember how I felt about Hal early season 2 but by the middle of it I was fed up with everyone and everything and Hal was the only was dropping truth bombs so I loved him. He was roasting Chic and snapping on Alice and I was fed up with them too! After season one I had to check out for my own mental health and I had to start taking the show a lot less seriously and a little more cynically than I had. I had also stopped caring about the kids entirely at some point so I was watching it in a different way. I’d met Kim at this point and we were making up our own headcanons to fill in the gaps and well... that was more entertaining than anything the show was going to give us.

Around there people turned against Hal in fandom because they were rooting for f/lice and whenever the fandom abandons a character like that I start to love them more so there went the old ball game. I loved him again because no one else was going to do it.

If we’re being serious for a minute though, by the time we got to the s2 Hal/Alice reconcile I was so so hopeful we were going back into a halice redemption arc. For some reason all of you read “I worshiped you” as something gross but for me, Hal was at his most likable during that fight. What I saw was that he really did love Alice and he knew he had made mistakes but the thought of being without her was crushing his world. That for everything that was fake and plastic and manicured in their shared “perfect” lives, their love for each other was never part of it. Apparently, I was supposed to read that differently but I truly didn’t.

Hal shooting Fred is so ludicrous I don’t even hold it against him. That whole ending was lazy and if nothing else he blessed me with at least a half-episode of Fred-centric drama and angst so honestly I owe him one.

This answer is a big freaking mess so if you read it (or hate-read it) all the way to the end thanks but please don’t send me hate or anything for it. This is just honestly how I experienced the series and that’s all there is to it. That’s the that on that.

tl;dr i always loved hal i just didnt know it for awhile.

#this has been in my drafts forever im sorry #hal cooper #Anonymous

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ratsseau-blog · 6 years

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AN INFO POST

ABOUT THE PLAYER :

name: Mason pronouns: he/them age: 28 timezone: central

TRIGGERS :

Spiders

In this post: child abandonment and abuse, prison trauma, gender trauma.

ABOUT THE CHARACTER:

FULL NAME : lucien rousseau CURRENT AGE : 27 GENDER AND PRONOUNS : trans male he/him LOYALTY : destler OCCUPATION : museum tour guide CRIMINAL OCCUPATION : destler emissary FACE CLAIM: Lee Soo Hyuk

INSIGHT :

Lucien’s childhood is little more than a blurred series of images that flash behind his eyelids while he sleeps at night. Home movies on deteriorated film, the sound coming distorted and unnerving to his ears. Surely he must have had parents at some point. He doesn’t remember the transient gamblers who brought him into this world. He doesn’t remember the deal they struck when they handed him over to a missionary couple, a man and woman who then left him in the care of an army of stern Irish nuns. He doesn’t remember their name for him, not that it matters. He chose his own name a long time ago.

What Lucien does remember is tarnished metal grating on the inside of a confession booth. He remembers that mildewed metallic smell that would forever remind him of broken skin and the thwack of a wooden ruler on the back of his hand. He remembers the clothes they made him wear, the bare handed spankings hen he refused. What Lucian remembers is the man with a beard of fire and a voice like hundred year old whiskey. Running away with the first person who promised him something better than the church’s promise of eternal damnation. He remembers stained sheets and peeling wallpaper that changed only in color in every cheap motel across Europe. What Lucien remembers is learning to listen, to gather. To aim, and to fire. He doesn’t remember the day he chose to be The Ratcatcher, but he will always remember the satisfaction at finally finding his calling.

Lucien is an odd combination of loyal and opportunistic. He is not a leader, instead, he is looking for someone to pull him into their inner circle. His services are easily bought with money. His loyalty, however, is only available to those who can offer him both purpose and protection. Ever observant, if it feels like Lucien is watching you, it’s because he is. Just because you’ve bought is loyalty and silence doesn’t mean you’ve squashed the natural curiosity and the compulsion to always have a back up plan. The life he has lead has taught him to always anticipate betrayal.

Efficient and meticulous are the best ways to describe the way Lucian works and the way he lives. Jobs are done promptly, evidence eliminated methodically, reports filed immediately. He has more than earned the reputation that brought him to the Destlers’ radar. There is an obsessive quality to the minimalism he practices. The inside of his home is nearly bare. The only things Lucien owns in excess are files, containing an endless collection of secrets, and books, an interest he picked up in prison and one that had helped him develop a profession that involves a little less blood than his primary source of income.

Lucien is a man of few words. He prefers listening and observing over actually participating in conversation. He has a gaze that can border on disturbing for those who catch him focused in their direction. He can be a difficult man to get to know, but he is not without his social and sexual proclivities. If you catch him on a good day, he can carry a witty conversation with an ease that most would not expect. If you can strike up a conversation about art or history, you will find a man shockingly in his element. And while he is a man who is difficult to get intellectually and emotionally close to, there is nothing easier than getting physically close to him. Lucien’s social interests are driven largely by by physical desire and sexual curiosity. There is very little he won’t be willing to try in that department.

HEADCANONS :

Lucien has obsessive compulsive disorder. This doesn’t manifest itself in a fear of germs or necessity to be clean—he is not a particularly clean person. But he does become easily overwhelmed by clutter. He is prone to throwing things away if he cannot find a place for them. The minimalism of his life is driven by neuroses rather than conscious choice.

Lucien has the faint remnants of an Irish accent. Because he is a man who rarely speaks, this can catch people off guard when they hear him speak for the first time. Generally, he makes an effort to hide it, keeping his voice neutral and level. But it has been known to seep through despite his best efforts.

Lucian’s only real interest, aside from his work, is art. It is an interest he picked up in prison, where there was little else for him to do than to flip through the pages of the three art books available in the prison library. Part of the appeal for him of working for the Destlers was the opportunity to work for the museum. Art books, histories, and memoirs are the only things he truly owns in excess. The walls of his home are lined with stacks of books. Later, he developed a lesser interest in general history and biographies. He almost never reads fiction.

INTERVIEW :

QUESTION ONE :

What was your childhood like?

Sitting straight in his chair, Lucien shifts his posture. Resting his right ankle over his left knee. The hem of his slacks rise above his ankle and he resists the urge to tug it back into place. The suit—more expensive than anything Lucien had ever owned—felt alien against his skin. But he supposed it made sense to look the part. His eyes, wide and vacant, settled on a shadow in the corner of the room. “Unremarkable,” he said simply. It was a lie he told so easily he could almost believe himself. Almost. If not for the hands resting on the leather arms of his chair, baring the long straight scars that marked all of his childhood sins. “I was the only adopted child of two very devout Catholics. Naturally, I was a happily spoiled child.”

QUESTION TWO :

Where is your favorite place in Paris?

“I don’t get out much,” Lucien answered honestly. His words were measured, refusing to allow the brogue that bubbled behind his teeth betray him. He would not be made to look foolish by those atrocious sounds. “My work keeps me very busy.” He drummed his fingers against the rich leather, wondering what he was meant to add in order to keep this conversation moving. “I work for the Lake. I suppose that might be my favorite place.”

QUESTION THREE :

What would you say is your purpose in life? If not something permanent or long-lasting, what is it at the moment?

“I don’t have a purpose.” Lucien’s eyes shifted back into focus, piercing in a way that he knew left people quite unnerved. “None of us do. The lie of self-fulfillment is meant to keep everyone moving along with their lives. It’s quite a relieve to accept that purpose is a myth.” His answer was morbid, he knew. But it was a rare opportunity to be presented with a moment to be honest without betraying himself and others. Catholics believed in purpose. And the lessons the nuns tried to beat into him never did quite stick.

EVERYTHING ELSE :

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