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flamingo-writes · 10 months

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A/N: i am back from the dead after months. And it should’ve come as a surprise that I absolutely loved Hobie. Looks like a rockstar and is an absolute punk. My type in a nutshell.

I’m gonna be using some of these headcanon for future

Gal in The Chair — Hobie Brown x Artist!Reader

I think Hobie would be the kind of guy to fall for someone who he’s known for a long while, that being said, you’d perhaps known him all of your life

Having grown together, the two of you shaped a lot of each other’s beliefs. So no wonder the two of you were so compatible.

After the spider bite, you saw the whole journey from Hobie freaking out at first, to him figuring out how to use his new abilities.

He designed his web shooters, being the genius he is with technology. You helped him with his suit, specially his mask.

You became his Gal in the Chair

You liked to fix up and personalise clothes. All of your pieces of clothings came from second hand shops and you gave them a make over doing all sorts of stuff on them to make them unique and yours.

You also did this with a lot of Hobie’s clothes. As well as teaching him how to use your sewing machine.

After graduating high school, you opened a small alternative clothing shop in with unique pieces, doing the same thing you did for your clothes on this one. As well as doing hand made jewerly like bracelets, necklaces and earrings. You also had a talent with plants, managing to almost magically bring plants back to life and reproduce them like crazy, you added selling plants into your small business.

As Spider-Man gained traction, he low key promoted your work to his followers and people who agreed with him. This in order to keep negative attention from falling on you, and keep bad guys from thinking and theorising that maybe you knew Spider-Man.

As a side gig, you educated yourself on coffee making, and learned about the different processes and types of coffee beans there were. It started as a hobby, but soon you also implemented that into your shop.

The fact that you were so versatile, made Hobie feel incredibly proud of you. You seemed to be so independent, and creative and that never ending curiosity and passion made him harvest feelings for you.

Eventually, the close friendship, and companionship grew into affectionate and romantic feelings.

Hobie was always flirty, but it wasn’t until now that you started behaving differently. Normally he played his electric guitar but now you found him playing his acoustic guitar more.

He showed you a song he wrote. And while it was unusual —however, not imposible— to hear a romantic song coming from him, it wasn’t until the first minute that you realised the song was about you.

That’s how he chose to tell you about his feelings.

He didn’t intend for it to be this romantic, he simply one day word vomited the song and used one free afternoon to add the music.

After hearing his song, it was actually you who grabbed him and kissed him.

More than satisfied with the outcome, he kissed you back, put his guitar down and pulled you over his lap.

You two became inseparable since. You already were, but now it was more evident.

You worked at home, doing all the creative things you did, selling them, helping Spider-Man with art shows and gigs.

Those who paid close attention, they were able to determine you were some sort of associate to Spider-Man. However, all of them were also punks and anarchist so of course they kept their mouths shut. Spider-Man was always looking out for those in need. They were going to help a brother back and not tell anyone whenever any authority or weird-looking threat asked if anyone knew Spider-Man, or someone close to him.

You became widely known between Spider-Man supporters, although none of them would ever dare to snitch on you.

After Hobie met Gwen, she brought her over, you two became close friends right away. Letting Gwen crash at your place more often than not. She even offered to help you with the dishes and the groceries as thanks for letting her stay.

“You’re Hobie’s friend, you’re welcome whenever you want,” You’d told her.

Pav was also a frequent visitor. He loved your coffee, he taught you how to make chai. And you had chai ready for whenever Hobie told you Pav was going to be there.

Pav also bought plants from you all the time. Most of them for his mom. He once asked you if you could make a set of earrings and a necklace for his mom.

The set was a success and Pav always told you how much she loved them,

Eventually Miles also came around. And it wasn’t until Miles met you that his suspicions of Hobie and Gwen dating dissappeared.

Miles saw the absolute pure love with which Hobie looked at you. He still made the same sarcastic and cheeky jokes while talking to you. But the way he looked at you was completely different to the way he looked at anyone else.

Hobie convinced Miles to buy a plant and some earrings for his mother.

“Listen mate, this is what my girl does for a living. Plus the world needs to learn to appreciate the handiwork of an artisan,”

Miles was even surprised at how Hobie still looked cool while being mushy and cheesy with you as he hugged you, kissed your head, or played with your hands or hair.

Hobie had zero fucks to give about what people think about him, he doesn’t give a shit about PDA. Gwen thinks it’s gross, Pav thinks it’s adorable, Miles is simply puzzled as to how he is still cool when seeing his parents doing the same thing would make him cringe so hard.

Hobie is amused by the different reactions he gets. Especially Gwen’s grossed out face.

He still loves kissing you every chance he gets. Whether if it’s kissing you passionately. A subtle peck. Sweet kissed on your cheek or your forehead.

#hobie headcanons #hobie x reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown #hobie brown headcanons #hobie brown fanfiction

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total-drama-brainrot · 3 months

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i just posted a silly impulsive headcanon in the discord off the top of my head, but now that i'm thinking about it...

let's say, during their stay in jamaica (or maybe in a later season/different show altogether?) the contestants are staying in hotel rooms for simplicities' sake. and due to the number of them, they're paired up. not an issue, right?

noah goes to join owen in his room, but he's already partnered up with tyler (or whomever), so noah's left with only alejandro as an option. great. again, it's whatever, it's only temporary. at least they'll be able to sleep in proper beds, so things are still looking up!

oh, they've been given the last available room? it's got the queen bed? oh sweet! so they've got bigger beds than the others? no?

wait. what do you mean "only one bed?"

oh shit oh fuck he's totally doomed.

well, they'll just have to make do. noah isn't about to cause a fuss about his sleeping arrangements, he's already tired enough from the plane crash itself and the challenges they competed in. what's the worst that could happen?

(he steadfastly ignores the Very Possible Outcome of his unfortunate sleeping habit, even when various headlines pertaining to a certain awake-a-thon incident race across his vision like spectres. because it's NOT going to happen again.)

alejandro also takes the news with his usual levels of grace and poise- all of that social training as the son of a diplomat has done him well- though noah can just tell by the tenseness in his shoulders and the stiffness of his posture that he's not as calm about the situation as he'd like the others to believe.

whatever. it's just a bed, who cares?

when they're getting ready to sleep- in an actual bed, what a luxury!- noah and alejandro gingerly climb into their respective sleep wears, both facing the opposite direction. this is the first time the whole season that they've been allowed the opportunity to sleep in their actual pyjamas. you know, since they haven't exactly had beds.

alejandro, dressed in his tank top and sleep shorts (he'd usually sleep in just the shorts, but the thought of doing so whilst sharing a sleep space seemed inappropriate), turns to climb into their queen bed only to see noah, who is already dressed in his own loose t-shirt and shorts, stepping into a pair of sweatpants and pulling a thick looking sweater over his sleepwear. what the fuck?

the room they're in isn't even cold, they're in jamaica?

even worse, noah's actively putting on a pair of fluffy socks. who wears socks to bed?

and then, then, the absolute mad lad reaches into his luggage and pulls out an equally fluffy dressing gown (or bathrobe/housecoat, same thing tbf), wrapping it around himself like a winter coat as if he's somehow cold in his two- now three- layers. it's almost 26°c out there! (80°f)

and the psycho smiles to himself, breathing out a sigh of contented air (and, alejandro notices, uncurling from his slightly hunched over posture, as if he'd been trying to conserve heat), as if he's not sweating his ass off under his three weather inappropriate layers!

so, as a concerned team leader, alejandro points out the obvious; he shouldn't be wearing so many layers to bed, he's going to get heat stroke.

but noah argues back; he naturally runs cold, especially when he's asleep.

and alejandro briefly recalls the amount of times he's noticed a napping noah shivering in his sleep despite wearing his usual three layers of clothing and the jet itself being kept a consistent room temperature for all it's faults, but his logic reasons that even so noah still doesn't need to wear socks to bed (it's immoral).

eventually noah gives up defending his (objectively wrong) decision to wear thick layered clothing and socks to bed and just climbs under the covers (discarding the dressing gown on the way, he's not completely insane), huffing in annoyance as he curls up at the edge of the mattress and makes a point of ignoring his company.

alejandro also sighs to himself, though whether it's in defeat or exasperation he isn't entirely sure, and carefully slots himself onto the opposite edge of the bed.

the two fall asleep in a tense silence with almost a meter of space between them.

which is why it's surprising when alejandro wakes up a few hours later, absolutely boiling under the heated weight practically glued to his side.

noah's iconic hair, softer in texture that it's usually neat waves would imply, tickles at his neck whilst the cynic's face is pressed firmly into his chest. his sweater-clad arms and wrapped almost possessively around his shoulders and his legs and tangled between the latino's own. whilst the added pressure is nice bearable, alejandro is sweating his life out beneath the warmth of another body.

when he tries to unpeel his clingy companion from his side, a sleeping noah seems to take that as a challenge and digs his hands into the taller's shoulders, which is when alejandro realises that despite everything noah's hands are freezing to the touch. how?! the two of them end up even further entwined than before, as his escape efforts only lead to noah wrapping his body even tighter around alejandro like a particularly stubborn boa constrictor until he had the shorter practically sleeping on top of him- as if alejandro himself was the mattress, or some oversized teddy bear.

it's... not an ideal situation.

alejandro kicks the duvet off of the pair, prompting a shiver from the wannabe koala attached to him, but the freedom from the oppressive heat outweighs any remorse he would've felt for depriving his companion from potential heat stroke. without the oven-like heat of the duvet, having the warmth of another curled up against him is actually pretty nice, and alejandro soon finds unconsciousness washing over him like the (comparatively) cool air of their room.

noah wakes up as sunlight filters into their suite, his face tucked firmly into alejandro's neck as the taller cradles him between his arms, deep slumbering breaths making his chest periodically rise and fall against noah's own. his arms are wrapped around the spaniard's waist, cold hands gripping loosely at the fabric of his tank top, and their legs are to tangled together that it takes the bookworm a few moments to figure out which ones are his.

he's warm, for once, and it's wonderful. he barely spares a thought at how awkward the situation is going to be when they're both awake and just presses himself further into alejandro's inviting warmth, mouth twitching into a smile, as he drifts back to sleep.

#wrote this in a stream of consciousness so it's probably awful but 🤷‍♀️#me when the brainrot sets in: WRITE THAT DOWN ✍ WRITE THAT DOWN 📓#anyway taking noah's sleep cuddling to the extreme will never NOT be funny to me #as soon as he's asleep he becomes A Heat Seeking Missile of hugs. there is no escape.#the ideal ship dynamic is THERODYMANICS BABY 🗣📣🔥#there was only one bed #👈 one of the best clichés ever.#uhhhh #total drama #td alejandro #td noah #alenoah #silly ideas #silly headcanons #this is probably terrible i haven't re-read it #😬

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not-another-robin · 2 years

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Miscellaneous Alfred Pennyworth headcanons because he is immortal and you can't tell me otherwise

Alfred HATES musicals. Hates them. Especially Broadway, do not get him started on Andrew Lloyd Webber. He has a vendetta against the man not only because he thinks mega musicals are cheap schlock, but also for RUINING his son for a good 4 months after Phantom of the Opera came out. That shit was Bruce's MCR. he's skulking through the manner in a blanket cape with dark eyeliner playing the title song at deafening volume. Harvey enables him for months just to get on Alfred's nerves. Besides that, the batfam insists he doesn't like musicals as a genre because he can't sing. They are correct.

In my heart of hearts, Alfred was the OG 'finders keepers applies to wayward children'. When Bruce started working with other heros Alfred started checking in on them regularly, especially the ones who were far from home or lost their families. It's not uncommon to see Hawkgirl or Diana or J'onn at the manor when they're feeling homesick.

If a league member has at least one parent that's able to be contacted, said parent is invited to monthly get togethers with the rest of the league parents. They have a little club to talk about their kids. Okay it's more of a support group

If someone needs to be looked after due to sickness or injury and the league can't spare a team mate to do it, they're brought to the manor. Its no secret that most hope for this outcome.

It's a running joke that everyone, everyone gives Alfred a gift on fathers day.

One such Father's day the teen titans made "if lost return to Alfred Pennyworth" shirts for every batfriend (somewhere around 20+ people when alls said and done). They have a big group photo with them all, Alfred in the middle with a shirt that says "keep them".

Alfred watches soap operas regularly, and has seen every episode of Dynasty to date. Where he finds the time nobody knows, but he is knowledgeable on all the TV drama within the shows and behind the scenes. He has pretty ecclectic taste too, given he speaks a couple languages.

One time, while deliriously sick, Jason found him watching The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. All of the batkids insist this was some fever induced hallucination. They are wrong.

Alfred is a world class pot stirrer. There is so little of substance at the myriad of galas he has to attend that he makes his own fun, sue him. It's a leftover pass time from Martha's days - people were objectively cruel to her and gossipped at her expense often, so she returned it in kind. She was truly a legend in this regard and Alfred was her right hand man. They were experts at sewing seeds of doubt with a single comment ("Oh I'm so sorry sir, I assumed the woman over there was your wife") and watch the world burn, wine in hand. He missed having a partner in crime in that regard - eventually, Jason and Steph fill that role.

Bruce and Alfred have been locked in a decades long battle for Bruce's posture. He will go into shrimp position if given any opening and Alfred is determined to not let that happen. Idk if anyone else's parents did this, but Alfred is absolutely the type of parent to poke/push the small of your back until you sit up straight. He also does this for every batkid, even unofficial ones. Tragically it is too late for Tim.

Both Alfred and Bruce are fond of pen pals, though Alfred kept his up for much longer. He writes letters to his few friends back in England, to the Kents, various heros, he even manages to get mail to Themyscira.

To anyone under the age of fifty (excluding Bruce, maybe) his natural handwriting is completely illegible. Peak old person cursive, it is supernatural how his friends manage to read it. He writes very neat and very small, with very little space in between the lines. Its nightmarish. He does know how to write legibly for the sake of the kids, but his personal notes are practically in code.

Okay this one's a little out there - Alfred's posh accent isn't his natural one. It's natural now, since he's been using it so long, but growing up him and his family spoke in a more country/cockney accent - except for his mom, who had the more posh recieved pronunciation one. I've rewritten Alfred's entire backstory so bear with me She was the head housekeeper for a wealthy family, and she came from a more 'refined' area, so she carried herself with the more stereotypical fancy British manners. Alfred loved his mom, looked up to her more than anything in the world, so he adopted her mannerisms (and accent) whenever he could. He was teased mercilessly for it as a kid, so he stopped, but once he left home to join the military he fully adopted the persona to distance himself from his father and brother. The only time the original accent would slip through was when he was really, blindingly angry or upset, and only Bruce and Dick have ever heard it.

He has a flat within the manor, like a little apartment for his own space. It's initially sparsely decorated, but over the years it accumulates a borderline absurd amount of photos. Some of them are of him, mostly military friends, him with Martha and Thomas, or souvenirs from his theater days. The vast majority are his kids though. Pictures of Bruce from every stage of his life of course (the kids have a field day when they find them) and a smattering of pictures Bruce has drawn for him over the years, from crayon scribbles to charcoal portraits. The halls are lined with photos of the grandbats, many big milestones but also personal ones caught on candid camera: the first time Damian smiled while being hugged, Cassandra and Bruce playing bridge, Dick and Jason asleep after their first mission. On the wall at the end of the hallway hangs the old family portrait - Martha, Thomas, 6 year old Bruce, and him. Though he's not particularly spiritual, it's placement makes him feel like Martha and Thomas can see how their family has grown.

#batman #dc comics #narsposting #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #batfam #batfamily #headcanons #i have. so many thoughts about this family so if this gets literally any feedback I'm doing it again #also if you wanna hear my entirely rewritten alfred backstory woof we'll be here all night but id still love to attempt explaining it ascrb

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multi-fandomsfreak · 1 year

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Movie!Knuckles discovering echidna!reader after losing his tribe (part 2)

(Movie!Knuckles x Echidna!Reader)

Thanks for the request!

Glad you that you liked it :)! If you want to read it I’ll like part one below ⬇️

PART 1

Sorry for the late response I kept getting put off it. I also got another knuckles request , I’m currently working on it but I’m not sure when it’ll be done so please be patient thx.

This is just going to be my general headcanons based off of the previous part if that’s alright ~ J/Blaze

Pronouns: they/them

Warning: ⚠️mentions of knuckles backstory for sonic 2⚠️

Requested: Yes/No

Characters: Knuckles + Sonic, Mentions of Eggman + Tails

Proof Read: ❌

Credit: Photo by Kulikova Tanya + Banner by twistedhart

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- Considering your one of his kind this is definitely going to cause some more protectiveness when it comes to you obviously he isn’t going to be obsessive because he does understand that you can and are capable of doing things on your own but he definitely is worried when it comes to dangerous things and acts like a parent regardless if you are older than him or not. It’s just he doesn’t to lose you after losing his tribe.

- He definitely gives you some training on how to defend yourself even if you know how to or not. He makes sure that he isn’t putting to much stress on to you when this happens. If you ever struggle with something he goes extra slow and in more detailed about what move your supposed to do and he definitely makes sure that you are happy with the outcome by praising you when you’ve done something right.

- I might be going off topic but I am going onto when sonic movie 2 happens so yeah 👍

- After first when he informs you about looking for sonic for clues about longclaw he’s kinda got mixed feelings about you joining but ultimately he lets you join after persistent begging from you wanting to help. When you first met eggman in the mushroom world and him making a deal about bring the both of you two to sonic he makes sure to have your opinion first before agreeing because he trust you with his life if you say you want to do something he’ll happily do it and if you don’t then he’ll find other options to avoid that

- Alright between sonic first meeting knuckles and the final fight scene he definitely does his best to protect you e.g. if sonic tries to attack you he’ll return the damage back to him possibly causing more harm if you manage to cause some yourself, for some reason I can imagine sonic confusing the both of you considering your both echidna’s so when he aims for you thinking your knuckles he all of a sudden he gets tackled down by the actual knuckles

- After a few fight scenes here and there as well as both of you agreeing to help both sonic and tails take down eggman after being betrayed by him. Much to knuckles dismay but again mentioned above he trusts you so he doesn’t question you. Eventually he does realise that sonic and tails are actually pretty decent. Rant over lol.

- Overall even after all of the things that happened and even if he lets his guard down around new friends he feelings about protecting you doesn’t change

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#sonic the hedgehog #sonic series #sonic series x reader #sonic movie #sonic movie 2 #sonic movie x reader #knuckles the echidna #knuckles the echidna x reader #knuckles #knuckles x reader #movie knuckles #movie knuckles x reader #x reader #request #tails prower #tails miles prower #tails the fox #movie sonic #movie tails

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vmures · 4 months

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Thoughts on Fandom Peer Pressure via Shaming and Bullying

There is a very loud subset of people in fandoms that are incredibly frustrating and hard to deal with--those who seem to think the best way to get what they want out of fandom is to harass, bully, shame, and intimidate others who do not interact with fandom in a way that matches their own. It's hard to know if their goal is to drive all other points of view out of fandom or to shame people into only interacting with fandom in a certain way, whether that's only writing certain pairings or tropes or only agreeing with their meta takes and headcanons.

You may notice that I kept that statement very broad, and I did so intentionally. Many will read this and go "oh great another anti/proshipper discourse take" and honestly, I think the problem is much broader than that because I have seen examples of the above that don't necessarily fit under the typical anti bullshit.

For example, fans of a canon character who dislike other's interpretations of said canon character's actions and bully and harass anyone who dares write their favorite in a way they disagree with. These folks will often co-opt anti tactics because they have seen how effective those tactics can be in driving people out of a fandom. So they'll label those with takes they can't stand as problematic in some form or fashion. Call them racist, ableist, sexist...insert -ist of your choice regardless of whether or not there is anything to support their claims. They'll bend over backwards to create support for their claims and twist the words of those who disagree with them and push back on their bullying.

But there is an outcome they don't consider, which is that they are actively making it harder for many in fandom to like that character because of their actions. There are plenty of studies that show that shaming is an ineffective method for changing behavior. Additionally, we know that shaming and bullying about a topic can lead to complex relationships with that topic. Shaming and bullying someone about their weight frequently leads to disordered eating issues and a rocky relationship with food and body image in general.

Being bullied and harassed over something that brings you joy can lead you to lose all interest in that thing. And if it is tied with a certain aspect of a thing, like a character in a fandom, it can lead you to hate that aspect more than anything and to associate that aspect with the bullies themselves.

When it comes to fandom, this plays out in many ways. Some will leave the fandom entirely, and, eventually, this will cause the fandom to shrink or die out completely. Some will just keep on keeping on and ignore the haters. Some will find themselves hating the character(s) and/or pairings that the bullies love to the point that they can no longer write those characters or pairings in a positive light. And the more they get harassed and bullied, the more they hate the character(s) and/or pairings. And even if they manage to block and mute all the bullies, the negative feelings about the bullies' favorites continue because those favorites are forever chained to the bullying they endured.

Even just seeing others abused and harassed in the name of defending a favorite character can result in people associating that character with bullies and abuse and thus cause them to form a negative opinion of the character. Fandom is a very social culture and the way fans act impacts the way other fans feel about the fandom and various aspects of it. Our fandom creativity is fed off of each other's ideas and takes. So if all we see of fans of a specific character or pairing is utter nastiness, then people will come to dislike it just because they associate it with that ugly behavior.

TLDR - If you bully others over a topic, you'll eventually cause them to associate the take you love with bullying and harassment and probably make more people hate that thing as a result. If you really want to encourage people to interact with fandom in a similar way as you do and to create fandom works that you love, you'll be a lot better off using encouragement and compassion.

#v's musings #fandom discourse #fandom meta #fandom wank #fandom is a social hobby #your actions within it affect how people view the fandom #stuff I've been thinking about a lot lately

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fixfoxnox · 1 year

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Do you have any soap/ghost/price headcanons, like soap and ghost’s love story or Price’s dad vine origins?

It is about time I talked about these three lmao, I've somehow talked about everyone but them:

Present! Ghost's backstory is primarily the same as Past! Ghost's backstory, at least in regards to the outcome of his entire family dying

I think that Present! Ghost was on a specialized team before the 141, one that did a lot of undercover/stealth work. Ghost didn't wear a mask at the time and one of the men that the team was going after was able to figure out who he was and killed his family as a message.

Ghost started wearing his mask after that. He quit the team after they captured/killed the man who killed his family.

At that point he kinda did a bit of everything

Got his face scars after being captured and tortured by a terrorist at one point. This was the mission that he met Price on

Was super nervous about joining the 141 just because of what happened the last time he was on a team. Price assured him that he could keep his mask on at all times and, in the field, he'd only be referred to with his call sign.

Primarily he joined because he trusted Price.

Bisexual man, but has only ever dated men

Soap has a big family (love love love this headcanon in general)

He has three sisters and two brothers. He is the middle child through and through.

Both of his brothers are older, he has one older sister and the other two are younger

Similar to Jackson, he has hoards of nieces and nephews

Has wanted to join the military since he was little, it was always his dream and his parents were supportive, though a little confused with his enthusiasm

Chaotic teenager, used to do the dumbest shit just because

Got scouted for the team specifically because of his demolitions knowledge. He was good with weapons but, after seeing one of the more complicated bombs Soap rigged up as well as seeing how smart he actually was with strategy/mission knowledge, Price knew he had to have him on the team

I think Price's beginnings are much the same as they were in the OG universe, at least in regards to MacMillan and Prypiat.

He joined the military young, after being kicked out of his home due to an argument with his dad

Immediately proved himself to be super skilled though. Caught the attention of several different people during his training, including MacMillan

MacMillan scouted him and took him under his wing similar to how Price did with Gaz

Quickly worked his way up the ranks and when he was a Lieutenant he was chosen specifically by MacMillan for the Prypiat assassination

Not on Zhakaev in this universe, likely some big up and comer in the Ultranationalist movement who was making too many quick grabs of power for anyone's tastes

Was a success in this universe!

Sometime after this is when he started running missions as a team leader/by himself

This includes the mission with Farah where he adopted his first child

Admired her strength and how good of a leader she was. Always kept tabs on her and checked in to see if she needed any help with anything (even if it meant him breaking protocol)

He was promoted to Captain after MacMillan retired and he started working anti-terror specifically

Met Laswell around this time at a soccer (🦅🇺🇲) game during a mission and the two hit it off

They became really good friends and eventually Price brought Laswell with him to meet up with his sister at one point (she was the only member of his family he kept contact with)

Watched his sister and Laswell fall in love and served as Laswell's person of honor at their wedding

He definitely didn't cry (he for sure cried)

Adopted Alex sometime after this. Met the kid on a mission and was like "oooo, okay, adopted"

I like to think its because of either Alex or Farah that he has his hat

One of them gave it to him as a joke gift and it very quickly became his favorite thing ever and he started wearing it all the time

He and Nikolai met during a joint force operation with a Russian team back before Price was a Captain. They became fast friends while on the mission and have stayed in touch ever since.

They also definitely kissed at one point but decided they were better as friends

Price lowkey regrets not dating him on occasion (until he meets me then he'll never regret it again because he will have found his one true love)

Definitely fishes and does all sorts of other dad activities

The team will often walk in a room to him hyper focused on a crossword puzzle with a pair of reading glasses perched on his nose

Definitely an avid jeopardy watcher, if he can he makes the team watch with him. He never misses a question 💪(he misses a lot of questions)

Hates trains. Will do literally any other form of transport but trains are an immediate no

Doesn't have a good relationship with his parents, but MacMillan and his wife have essentially taken him in as their own

After every successful mission he and Laswell take a shot together. They did it on an off thing after their first mission together and just kinda kept it going

Started smoking cigars because of MacMillan, used to smoke cigarettes before that but only smokes cigars now

Drives like the oldest most beat up truck ever and refuses to get anything new, even if the thing sounds like its going to break down every time he drives it

His favorite child is Gaz, though he would never admit it outloud. He see's a lot of himself in Gaz and he would very literally die for him

Seems very demanding/smooth but gets easily flustered if someone flirts with him. This has resulted in the team seeing him go bright fucking red at bars several times

Speaking of which, I adore the headcanon that no matter how many times Price says he's gay, the team still are shocked any time he mentions it

Has literally the best eye for future couples. He knew that Soap and Ghost would get together then that they would date Roach within like minutes of seeing them together. Could tell Gaz and Jackson would end up together (though protective dad Price mode was engaged immediately and he was so not cool with it because Jackson had already apparently slept with one of his kids (Roach))

If it hadn't been for the poison bracelet he probably would have shot out Makarov's kneecaps before finally killing him just because of what he'd seen him doing to Roach

He and Laswell secretly call Soap "problem child" when talking about him in private

He threatened to put a bell of Ghost once after the man snuck up on him and scared the shit out of him one too many times

Just a single dad who loves his problem children

#this became mainly about price #but he's my boyfriend and i love him #so it makes sense #thoughts with luke #you asked luke #something in the orange #simon ghost riley #captain john price #john price #john soap mactavish

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metagalacticx · 1 year

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🏳️‍🌈👻🧸

Liam, Theo, and Scott

a sexuality headcanon

oooh i have never revealed my sexuality headcanons for any characters before whew here goes:

liam: i hc liam as aspec and i’m probably the only person in the universe and also yes i’m correct sorry but i’m right shh just trust me

theo: theo is pansexual aromantic

scott: bi bi bi

a headcanon about what scares them

you know the way nolan is usually characterised? that’s kind of how liam is to me; he’s a ball of nervous energy. (this isn’t about nolan but sometimes people forget what a bitch that guy can be like yeah he’s jittery and nervous but he’s also a bitch and he can be rude and hold his own sometimes he stabs and punches people). anyway, liam. so scared of so many things, always worried about outcomes and possibilities. he’s scared of ants. they’re tiny and they don’t bother you if you don’t bother them but he’s scared of them anyway. he sees a line of ants and his skin crawls.

theo is scared he’ll never be good enough; for a pack, for anyone else, for himself. he’s not sure what he really wants (though he might think he knows) but deep down he’s terrified he’ll never be good enough for any of it. he’ll probably never realise that being himself is enough, and will probably always think he isn’t enough because he is who he is. inferiority complex on steroids.

scott is scared he’ll never die. he doesn’t want to die, but he’s scared that he never will, that he’ll be stuck facing demons for eternity. that this curse is eternal and he’ll never escape. also he’s scared of guns. and the sounds of guns being cocked, fired etc. that’s not a hc actually

a headcanon about their childhood

liam: his mom was never home a lot and they didn’t spend a lot of time together when he was younger. they have a good relationship, but he’s closer with his stepdad. i think his mom probably avoided him a lot when he had episodes and didn’t realise it affected him. his tendency to isolate when things get rough (avoiding mason, avoiding scott) may indicate that he dealt with a lot on his own growing up. or that he felt he had to.

theo: he started skateboarding because some older kids on his street did and he wanted to be able to do cool tricks and flips, just like them. he was not naturally good at sports and it took a lot of effort.

scott: his very first pet was a stray cat that would come to his back door a lot and he would feed it and try to pet it even though melissa cautioned him not to; and it would always scratch him and he hated it a little bit but he always fed it no matter what. then he got roxie who was a literal angel compared to the demon cat. roxie loved cuddles and walks and would run into his tiny arms. but he kept feeding the cat anyway. eventually it stopped coming around but he’ll never forget the evil, perpetually hungry cat.

#asks #thank you sm for sending!#liam dunbar #theo raeken #scott mccall #teen wolf headcanons

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⚡︎ headcanon . Cid's biological family & connection to the Motes of Thunder

According to both in-game entries and the Ultimania, Cid was born in the Outer Continents south of Valisthea; while very little of these lands is described in FFXVI, I imagine they were also ravaged by the Blight (which forced Ultima's migration to Valisthea, after all), which is a theory I subscribe to for the purposes of crafting Cid's background.

As a consequence of the spreading of the Blight, I think people attempted to leave for the Twins as soon as possible - and being from a family of modest means (also a canon fact), I headcanon Cid to have been the oldest of his siblings, trained from a very young age to fend for himself and survive at all costs. This made him a more than decent swordsman, enough to find him jobs in Valisthea with the frequent conflicts that erupted there.

The idea was simple: Cid was, like many others, an immigrant. He went to Valisthea and endured the journey (which is reported to be quite scary and infrequent in-game), keen on trying to support the Telamons to the best of his abilities in this new land. Knowing that he needed to send gil home or to prepare for the eventual migration of the rest of his relatives made Cid work hard - and at first, when Ramuh's powers surged and he was transformed into the Warden of Thunder, such fact was perceived as a blessing.

Even more so in Waloed - with a dominant for a king, Cid was not prosecuted but rather scouted by the monarch himself, who recruited the mercenary into his own army and kept close tabs on the younger man. It was Ramuh's power that made him climb the ranks rapidly and obtain a comfortable living condition in the kingdom, not to mention the respect of those around him... But all of this was not done for personal glory and success: Cid did it for his family.

Cid never really stopped thinking about them: and while communication was next to impossible, having a fixed address at Stonhyrr would have been a good thing, but Barnabas' isolation policy did not help. While Cid, as Lord Commander, had missions that extrapolated the borders of Waloed, the easiness he had to come and go was not shared with normal trading routes and even mail carriers. The letters he received from home were infrequent and few - and then ceased altogether.

It was hard for him to come to terms with the fact that the Telamons, as well as most of his homeland, were gone. While Cid was never able to confirm it with his own eyes given how dangerous the journey back could be and the rapid advance of Blight in Ash alone, he made peace with such outcome. Less and less people arrived from the south - if any. Not even people from Kanver thought differently, and they had the best scholars and academics in all of Valisthea.

As a result, Cid considers himself orphaned quite early on - and thus dependent on different connections to craft a sense of 'home' for himself, the first one being Otto. This invariably expands to the network of alliants and friends he builds over the years, even before leaving Waloed altogether, and further strengthens his resolve to take in Mid as a daughter when they first meet.

All things considered, Cid does not believe himself unlucky - many have lost their homes and loved ones to the horrors of the war in entirely avoidable episodes; he has some consolation that the Telamons at least perished together and hopefully in a painless fashion. If anything, he knows he has been given a fighting chance, one he intends to expand and multiply in Valisthea - eventually culminating with the creation of the Hideaway and his ambitious plans of demolishing the remaining mothercrystals.

As a final note: I do headcanon that the Telamons were descendants of the Motes of the Thunder, who originally inhabited Ash and lived closer to the mothercrystal associated to that element - Drake's Spine (again, according to Ultimania). These were the people among which dominants of Ramuh would be born into, and, in many ways, seeing Cid journeying (back) to Ash as a sellsword is a 'homecoming' of sorts.

However, he remains unaware of this (even given the way he talks about Ramuh choosing him, years later) and I do not think Cid realizes that this connection also gives him a different understanding of the world and a fondness for engineering and science that, instead, he credits entirely to Mid (as in her genius making his interest into these matters flourish as well).

#⚡︎ headcanons . we're all men and we should not die as anything less #welcome to the first #of my many ramblings re. Cid #if you think I've gone over all the tomes before doing these #you're right! :D #(and Ultimania fan translations ofc)

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outofangband · 2 years

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Angband World Building and Aftermath of Captivity Masterlist

I know I’ve spoken about it before on the above masterlist but I wanted to share some more headcanons on Maedhros’s capture and the journey to Angband as well as the morale of his host when the letter from Angband came

This is part one

I also have my extended musings on his capture here which is often being updated, this is sort of a supplemental

They do not know how long after their father’s death the first letter comes. There is no night and day, only endless stars and the intermittent rain the only change in the landscape. It does not feel like a long time.

The first letter says very little, it merely informs them of an approaching messenger. The host is naturally on edge until a lone messenger indeed approaches one of the scouts at the edge of the camp and delivers a single scroll.

The argument between the sons of Fëanor that ensued was almost entirely behind closed doors and they allowed very little insight from any counselors or advisors, especially in the beginning.

No one was in any doubt that the terms Melkor offered were false however his exact plans and true intent was a matter of some debate.

Eventually however Maedhros sets off with his small band.

I do enjoy darker views on the Fëanorians where Maedhros is deliberately allowed to walk into danger as retaliation for defying Fëanor at Losgar. Perhaps he simply wasn’t able to take as many as he thought was prudent, perhaps vital information was kept from him or a recovery or backup group was intentionally delayed in setting out after him.

This sort of internal betrayal and malice this early on isn’t my main reading of them but it is very interesting to think about and fits in very well to some of my post Angband thoughts too

The geographical information is unfortunately vague in the published Silmarillion

The Battle Under the Stars took place in Mithrim but Fëanor’s smaller host followed fleeing orcs to the gates of Angband and he died in sight of its walls. I don’t think the meeting sight for the parlay was very far away from the death sight of Fëanor, likely in Northeast Hithlum, North of Mithrim some distance away from where the Fëanorian host had settled. Maedhros would likely want the location of the parlay to be far enough away that the location of his brothers and their host wasn’t obvious.

Celegorm nearly came with him with Huan, to scout ahead and indeed in the days before Maedhros set off did spend time exploring the area, looking for potential passages or hiding places.

Maedhros brings a group of thirty despite the terms agreeing to six on his side and five on the other. His group is made up of skilled fighters and scouts though he took less of his most talented than he might have as he didn’t want to leave his brothers’ camp unprotected

I don’t exactly know what Maedhros believed the outcome would be. I’ve spoken a bit about it here or rather I’ve rambled about the possibilities but I find it difficult to believe he didn’t see death as an option. This is an elf who has suddenly become very well acquainted with violent death in a relatively short amount of time after a life completely oblivious to it. First the brutal death of his grandfather and then the violent death he had a part in dealing during the First Kinslaying. It’s interesting to imagine the effect this would have on him especially combined with the sudden weight of the kingship after Fëanor’s death

We don’t know how much knowledge Maedhros has of captivity and the other evils of Morgoth. It’s too early for their host to have had much contact with the elves of Beleriand and to have learned of what they know and what they fear and I don’t think the elves of Valinor speak much of the Dark Rider and the pits of hell their kin could vanish to and the ghastly creatures and uncanny folk that could return back but usually didn’t

Maedhros had heard whispers, rumors, vague allegories that were capable of sewing dread but not of conjuring up any cohesive images of what might happen should he fall into the clutches of the Enemy

The ambush itself happens quickly. Maedhros’s group is overrun by the sheer number of Morgoth’s side and though they equal and sometimes beat the orcish fighters in skill and stamina, they are no match for the balrogs.

Maedhros watches two of his best burnt alive before arrows from his own side end their suffering.

He watches his own numbers dwindle rapidly and it is only when they are less than half what they came with that he realizes the enemy cannot truly be looking to kill him. As more of his side falls, he finds himself surrounded, every exit blocked. Maedhros is overcome by sheer numbers. The flaming whips of balrogs sear the ground at his feet and he starts to falter. There are still several moments then when he thinks he could die but the fear is an instinctual one and he does not truly think it. Orcs physically grab at him with their hands, worsening his balance. Nearly a dozen are upon him when the last of his group (or at least to his knowledge) falls. The grief is not something he can process as he lashes out, tries to keep his footing. His sword is nearly knocked from his hand and he is shoved as he moves to retrieve it. A whip wraps around one arm, burning though not yet alight. His vambraces protect his flesh from the worst of it but the pain is still dazzling. He stumbles.

And they catch him.

To be continued

#the silmarillion #maedhros #in the Iron hell

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dumbledore-and-grindelwald · 2 years

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Do you have Ariana headcanons? We don't know much about her personality, but I think she's probably more like Albus-a dreamer and an idealist. I don't know why a lot of people make her out like she's mentally impaired because I think she's like Aurelius. She is smart and capable, she just can't control her magic or emotions due to her trauma and obscurus. I think Aberforth was always the most real and down to earth while Albus and Ariana had their heads in the clouds.

I always imagined Ariana as someone who would enjoy broadening her horizons, learning and developing her skills, but without having Albus' desire for greatness. That said, I can't think of her in the same way I think of the brothers. I can’t get in the process of thinking what kind of person Ariana could have been, what her personality would be or what she could achieve.

You’re right about her being like Aurelius, but does it matter? In the first movie Credence was an adult who was perfectly capable mentally and physically, but he still struggled a lot. In FBaWtFT he barely talks, he is terrified, he cannot control his obscurus because his fear is consuming him and bursts out, so he keeps losing control. He is bound to the New Salemers and when he is exposed he is basically exterminated. In CoG the difference that being free and having Nagini close made to him is impressive, but Ariana never had such a chance.

Ariana was not an adult like Credence. She was a child and she was part of a family that was in the ministry’s records. The only reason that Credence even managed to travel and to break out of his shell was that at the time he was thought to be dead and then his freedom was bound to a known fugitive. Ariana was locked in a house for half her life. She did not attend Hogwarts. She couldn’t be allowed to socialize in case she had an episode and someone ended up hurt or dead. She had the bare minimum of activities and after she became 10 her brothers were away for most of the yer, leaving her only with Kendra.

The sad part is that no matter Ariana’s potential, she couldn’t live up to it because she was suffocated. Being kept inside probably affected her as negatively as her trauma and the obscurus did. A child growing to be an idelist is largely affected by their exposure to society. Ariana didn’t have that. I would like to think that she still managed to have hopes and dreams, because without them her life would be unbearable. At the same time I feel that being assaulted in such a tender age and seeing the effect the outcome of thiose actions and her episodes had on the family were too brutal and might have kept her from believing in something better, which is absolutely heartwrenching.

When it comes to moving portraits, they are supposed to reflect their subjects’ behaviour. So when we Aberforth says that Ariana was sweet and calm most of the time and when we see her being quiet, wiith her kind smile and vacant look in the portrait, that ‘s the closest evidence we have of who Ariana had become. It wasn’t a matter of mental disability. But in order to grow, to develop their personalities to the fullest, to decide what things they like and what they don’t, what things they like and what they don’t, children need exposure and stimula that Ariana didn’t have.

This is a big part of her tragedy. She had a family that loved her and if she had an opportunity at normalcy she might have gotten better at controlling her obscurus and eventually she might have patched up her emotional wounds and managed to thrive despite them. But the slightest possibility of her blowing up the Statute of Secracy meant that her loved ones had to play jailers and keep her in a situation that was not helping with her healing and might have even been downright regressive, because the alternative was even worse.

#ariana dumbledore #fantastic beasts #Harry Potter #asks

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mysticdragon3md3 · 2 years

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I like this idea, because I still daydream about a Golden Route. Specifically an anime adaptation written by Yasuyuki Mutō, the writer for the Sengoku Basara 2009 anime. (It's my daydream, I'll go as indulgent as I want!) And this idea helps solve some problems.

The big problem with a Golden Route, is that the story of FE3H begins its 2nd half by pretty much stating "this is the history of the unification of Fodlan". The story has to end with Fodlan uniting into one country. But in a Golden Route, where all 3 house leaders don't die, it's unlikely that Fodlan would unify, given their personalities and goals. Dimitri is very duty bound, and as his fans have pointed out, he would not abandon his throne again (…I mean, unless that one rare ending where he instituted a democratic monarchy, eventually progresses into a pure democracy. Maybe then, he'd leave the throne. But knowing Dimitri, he might even retain his royal figurehead status, just to fulfill more ceremonial duties for the government.) And then there's Edelgard, who is so resolved on her ideas for how governance should be done, that she doesn't veer to adapt external criticisms, nor accept that any other forms of government are unflawed enough to be allowed in Fodlan. Hence, the conquering. Claude is flexible though. He can and does, canonically, both stay to restructure the government, religion, and covered-up histories, and he also leaves to rule Almyra, or even ditch to pursue several romantic pairings. As someone once pointed out, the only reason Fodlan unified, was pure luck. The other 2 countries on the continent happened to collapse or lose their leaders, so whoever was left, kind of became the new dominating force in Fodlan by default. In Azure Moon, Edelgard is killed and Claude leaves Fodlan. In Crimson Flower, Dimitri is killed and Claude can either leave Fodlan or be murdered. In Verdant Wind, both Edelgard and Dimitri die, so Claude kind of gets Fodlan by default. Except that he gives it all to Byleth, so he can leave to become king of Almyra. If a Golden Route still has to end with the unification of Fodlan, then there has to be some other excuse why 2 of the 3 leaders cannot lead their countries. Which may be tricky, when only death will keep 2 of those 3 leaders away from taking on ruling responsibilities, and a Golden Route should be a story of them not dying in the war, resolving their issues, working together, and reaffirming that Friendship theme that Claude gave a speech about at the end of his Verdant Wind route.

But if Edelgard is going to die soon from her 2 Crests…That's helps solve the problem. Claude is always able to leave. Dimitri is not going to turn away from his responsibilities again. So if Edelgard dies prematurely, but just not from being killed as an enemy in war, then we can still get the Friendship and cooperation theme in a Golden Route, while retaining the "unified Fodlan" outcome.

This really makes a Golden Route easier to imagine in my head. Before, I was trying to think up excuses for why Adrestia would have to become assimilated into the new unified Fodlan, and I kept circling back to "Edelgard can't rule for some reason", but I just couldn't see her relinquishing rule. Also, I think that if all 3 House leaders worked together to win the war, then they would all be necessary and useful to ruling the new unified Fodlan, especially to continue the theme of cooperation/Friendship. But if they acted as some kind of triumvirate, how is that different from having 3 separate countries? I guess, 3 different systems of government would explain the separation into 3 countries. But if a Golden Route has them work together to defeat the Agarthans/Nemesis and see how well they work together, then I guess a triumvirate would work on a unified Fodlan, if they could all collaborate and agree to one new form of government for all of Fodlan. But my headcanons were getting so complicated, with Edelgard as this masked Prime Minister, hiding her identity so that the other former enemies of Adrestia wouldn't dismiss her contributions to the new system… Dimitri would rule Fodlan as king and Byleth would be Archbishop, just like Azure Moon. But Claude would stick around like Verdant Wind, just until he had helped reform the government and helped negotiate between the different factions. Then he'd leave Fodlan to become king of Almyra, like always. But my headcanons just didn't seem to fit Edelgard. If she just dies early, then that'll take a lot off my mind. (And then during peace negotiations between Fodlan and Almyra, King Dimitri and King Claude fall in love, then they have a "political" marriage, and Archbishop Byleth officiates the wedding,…)

#headcanons #fe3hfuukasetsugetsu #golden route #KhalidMitya #processing thoughts #please ignore my idiocy #rambling #lrb~lrt

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chinchilla-7 · 3 years

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Idk where to put this but I wrote it last night and am proud of it enough to post it here. Plus, I don’t want my messed up sleeping schedule to go to waste.

Anyway, here’s a long headcanon type thing of a reader (GN) starting a relationship with Genji and Hanzo Shimada. It really just spurred from my bad crush I have on both of them, but maybe other will enjoy too.

Like I said, I wrote this at 1am, so if there’s any mistakes/weird parts, my bad. I also didn’t proofread this cause we die like men, y’know. Anyway-

Hanzo + Genji x GN!Reader

Disclaimer: No, Hanzo and Genji are not dating each other in this. The reader is just dating both of them at the same time.

You hadn’t meant to develop a crush on both Shimada brothers. It just sort of… happened. The longer you spent being around them - whether it be together or separate (it was usually separate) - the more you fell for their charm. They both had that same special quality about them that you couldn’t keep away from,

It certainly didn’t help that it seemed that both brothers had developed a fondness towards you. Both showed it in different ways, of course: Genji’s walls broke down just enough for you to catch glimpses of his younger, playboyish behaviour; and Hanzo’s walls broke down enough for you to experience a more gentle, softer side of him.

So now you were bouncing back and forth better spending quality time with each of the brothers. You weren’t cheating since you weren’t in a relationship with either of them, but there was still this weird feeling at the pit of your stomach that you couldn’t shake.

Of course, you weren’t the sneakiest about seeing both of them - and given Hanzo and Genji’s past, they knew a thing or two about keeping secrets - so both of them caught wind of your relationship with the other. And, at the beginning, they kept quiet about it, despite how much it bothered them.

This back and forth game couldn’t keep going forever, though, and you knew it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to come to a decision. You had fallen for both of the brothers and having to pick only one hurt more than you were willing to vocalize. Well, until you had to.

Eventually, Genji and Hanzo approached you about the situation; it appeared that they had had a discussion between themselves before coming to you, and a mix of emotions washed over you: anxiety, guilt, fear - the general emotions you’d expect to feel in this situation.

You knew that this was the moment where you had to make a decision. Neither of them were necessarily mad at you, but they had made it clear that they no longer wished to participate in your little ‘game’ as Hanzo put it.

You were quiet for a long moment before you could bring yourself to say what you’ve been feeling. You’ve known for a while what your decision on this matter actually was, you just couldn’t bring yourself to accept it - now, however, there was no choice but to do so.

“I want to date both of you.”

It was an odd statement, you knew that. And it wasn’t odd due to the polygamy that was involved, but rather the fact that you were asking to date brothers. You could tell by the shocked and confused looks that you were going to have to give them more than that as your answer.

“I-I want to be in a poly relationship with you two- you two wouldn’t be dating each other, obviously, but I can’t imagine picking one of you over the other… so I want to be dating both of you.”

You knew it was a lot to ask: a brother being okay with you dating them and their brother. But, there was no other outcome to this that made you happy.

It took all too long for either of the Shimadas to respond. It was Hanzo that spoke first:

“I need some time to consider”

That was not a no, so you were more than happy to accept, especially since Genji agreed with the sentiment. You told them to take the time they needed to think it over and you thanked them for even considering it in the first place. There wasn’t much else said from their end afterwards - it was mainly just a nod and a ‘see you later’ before they both left to their own thoughts.

Though, when you told them to take the time they needed to decide, you didn’t think it would be this long.

It had been about two weeks since you had laid a poly relationship out on the table. You hadn’t really talked to either of the Shimada brothers since then, which was probably for the best, but it only made your gut twist more and more into knots.

They had kept to their word, at least, both taking the time to think it over:

After some deliberation, Genji reached out to a couple close friends to aid in his discussion: Zenyatta was the one he spoke to the longest about it, and it really boiled down to the need to also converse with his brother.

Hanzo, not being as close to as many people, mainly spent his time alone to think. It ended up being the only thing he thought about: being unable to get away from it even during his meditations. His mind would just wonder back to the possibility of dating the same person as his brother. He had nearly reached his breaking point before Angela suggested that he needed to talk to someone in order to get out of his head. And, of course, what better person than Genji.

Despite both of them knowing that it was for the best to speak to the other, it still took a couple days for Genji and Hanzo to sit down and discuss this matter with each other. Sure, they could speak about the fact that you had basically been dating both of them at the same time, but now they couldn’t look at each other at the concept of you actually dating both of them at the same time. Still, they made an attempt, and it was a better attempt than they expected. They even managed to speak about other topics they had been avoiding - it ended up being a rather long conversation.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ganji and Hanzo approached you once more. If only you could get a read on their faces, but Genji had his visor on and Hanzo was as unreadable as ever. You managed to give them a weak smile, hoping for the best, but expecting the worst.

Though, it seemed that the worst wasn’t the reality.

“Genji and I have taken the time to really consider your… proposal and, after quite a bit of talking, we both agreed to date you.”

Okay, so his wording was a little awkward, but that didn’t bother you. In fact, you barely noticed since you were more focused on the fact that they said yes-

Genij cut off your train of thought: “Though, I think it’s clear that there are, um, boundaries that need to be set before we really go further with this relationship.”

You nodded, agreeing immediately since you knew that came with any relationship - but especially in a polyamourous relationship featuring two brothers.

After that day, and setting some basic ground rules and boundaries, you found yourself in a decent spot dating both of the Shimada brothers. It was rocky at first, of course. The three of you were still finding your footing, but you were the happiest you had been in a while.

There were some moments in the beginning of your relationship that were rough: like during times where the three of you would hang out together, neither were sure if you were okay with them initiating affection while the other was also around - they also weren’t sure if they were willing to tell the others around them the current standing of their relationship. There were quite a few hurdles to get through.

It took some time, but the three of you managed to work through the many challenges that came with the reality of your relationship, and you were so happy that Genji and Hanzo were putting in as much effort as you were. It made this all worth it.

#hanzo x reader #genji x reader #hanzo shimada x reader #genji shimada x reader #overwatch x reader #overwatch headcanons #reader insert #if any of you tag this as sh/m/d/c/st i'll scream #and also eat your bones #hanzo and genji x reader #hanzo shimada #genji shimada #hanzo overwatch #genji overwatch #overwatch

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dreamkidddream · 3 years

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Not a request, just because I was bored and putting off all my homework lol. Reader is gender neutral! I also might do this for some other characters too 👀

TW: small mention of suicide (its Dazai) but nothing graphic is mentioned

Jealousy Headcanons with: Dazai and Kunikida

Dazai

Dazai doesn’t get jealous

Or at least that what he tells himself

He could get anyone that he wanted, no problem. I mean, hello??? Have you seen this man???

Not to mention how much of a natural flirt he is himself

So why does he feel himself getting livid with this stranger taking up your time?

Now, Dazai was not an insecure man, by any means. But he couldn’t help but feel his stomach churn when he saw you smiling back at this person. A smile that he wants reserved for him and only him

You guys weren’t together yet, but he will make sure that people know that you are off limits. You may not take his advances as genuine, but his feelings for you are and he can easily prove that to you. You’re his and he’s yours; it wasn’t official per say, but he’s only giving his time and affection towards you

It seemed like he was vying for your attention, but he knew that he could easily turn the whole situation on its head. They may think that they’re in control, but Dazai can show just how wrong they really are

Flustering you in front of the individual would be one of his best (and favorite) methods to use. Seeing how embarrassed and bashful you would get while the other person would just be ignored was a good feeling; and usually that would be the sign that they should go elsewhere

If that didn’t work, trying to leave the scene did: “(Naaaammmme), this is the perfect time to commit double suicide with me! Being the last lovely sight that I lay my eyes on would be more than just a dying wish.” “Belladonna, the stars are beautiful during this time, why don’t we go see for ourselves?” “This place is boring, let’s go somewhere else where we can really have fun, no interruptions.”

While he wasn’t the same man as he was from his past, that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t find ways to solve this little problem. He just won’t be messy. He’s turned over a new leaf, and he rather not get anymore blood on his hands if he doesn’t have to

He just has to get a bit creative with his words and his methods; no violence necessary!

Unless the other person was making you uncomfortable (God forbid hurting you) and not taking the hint that you were his, but let’s just hope that it never comes to that

Dazai didn’t want to lose you period, and he will be damned before he loses you to someone else that he doesn’t even see as a threat. Eventually very soon though, he’ll lose his patience, so don’t keep brushing him off or seem like you’re interested with someone that’s not him. He’ll be forced to take action, so be careful

Don’t worry though, he won’t be hurting anyone! Not controlling either, just...possessive. Very possessive, atleast for a couple of days.

Not that either one of you would be complaining

Kunikida

He’s a busy man, he doesn’t have time to get jealous! Besides, according to his notebook you don’t have-

Who is that? And why are they giving you flowers? And candy? And they’re even giving you a kiss on the cheek?! You never said that you were dating someone! How could someone take you from him!-

Sir that’s not even their boyfriend it’s just an older cousin who came as a surprise visit

Kunikida has fallen for you, and hard, and that scares him. Yes, you’re a great coworker, one that he can always depend on. And yes, you always bring a small smile to his face whenever you greet him in the mornings. And yes, you became a part of the day that he is always looking forward to (even wrote your planned interactions in his notebook) every day. But...you didn’t meet all 58 of his ideals

Could you really be his ideal partner when you barely met any of the conditions? Would he be prepared to give you his everything if you were?

Which he already knew the answer to: YES

So he tried to put his feelings aside and strictly focus on work (not that he already wasn’t, of course). But damn it, was it hard to conceal his true emotions when he had to see people that weren’t him making you happy. And it seemed that others took notice of his more than sour mood too. It was miserable to see more than anything

So being the best partner that he is (and that the answer is so obvious), Dazai pulled him to the side and calmly explained to him what he was feeling...

SIKE this is Dazai we’re talking about. While he did want to help his dear friend out, he wanted this to be entertaining.

Give it up for Dazai always trolling this man and Kunikida falling for it everytime lmao

Kunikida didn’t believe it was jealously at first, and he refused to accept it. But, it kept appearing more and more to the point where he had no choice but to come to terms. And it explained so much, he hated to say

Unknowingly glaring at whoever was diverting your attention, grinding his teeth whenever he would hear you laughing and knowing that it wasn’t him causing it, even snapping one time at a possible suitor when he overheard the conversation between you

“If you actually listened to (Name) then you would know that they already answered that question earlier. But no, you’re too busy focusing on their looks to understand what they’re saying! Maybe if you didn’t let your damn mind wander to the gutter so much you could appreciate the time that they’re willing to spend with you when they can be spending it with me!”

He won’t ever live that down

He would try to gift you things that he knows that you would enjoy (and he didn’t even have to look in his book, that’s how much he remembers), but it would somehow backfire

“Thank you Kunikida for this but...were you hungry?”

“No. Why are you asking? If you’re offering to share it, I rather not. I got those just for you-“

“It’s empty.”

“...”

“RANPO!”

He would be the gentleman more than he already was, but you just saw it as him being nice and trying to stay in like with his beliefs. He even asked you straightforward on a date, but you said that you already had plans

With the look on his face you would’ve thought that you burned his precious notebook right in front of him and you and Dazai were roasting marshmallows above it

Kunikida could be controlling, but only because he’s so used to running on schedule and being a leader. But he would try his best not to come off as that to you outside of work; he wants you guys to be happy together in a healthy relationship. He’ll make mistakes but he’s truly trying, be patient. He really does want to be with you and he’s here to show that

So after collecting mountains and mountains of data on how to approach this unique situation, he came to only one outcome: to confess. He was nervous, his stomach doing multiple flips, but he will go through with it

Now, he’s on a mission: to both try to overcome the struggle of accepting that you weren’t the ideal romantic ideal according to his notebook, and to reveal that you are the ideal romantic partner for him

He couldn’t take this ugly feeling anymore, and while he stood by his ideals, he wanted to stand by your side too

Plus if he got tempted to use his ability on one more person that tried to hit on you he was gonna snap

#bsd headcanons #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd reader insert #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #bsd dazai x reader #dazai x reader #bsd kunikida #kunikida x reader #bsd kunikida x reader

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*Cries tears of joy* Thank you so much! You handled it with bravo and gender neutral kid!doc makes more sense too. By the by do you think you could expand the prompt with one more person? Flamebringer with kid!doc? If not that is alright too. My heartstrings were tugged by every three of them but Hellagur specifically was very endearing, ｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ bless you so much ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆

Aaaa Anon!! 🥺 I'm getting back to you pretty late, but tysm for this request and your last one!! 😭 I love the child Doctor idea (I get a little carried away with writing them shsjbsjs) I'm very glad you liked the first one 🥺👉👈

Since I'm now back from my hiatus, I wanted to finally post this as I've been writing it for a while. 🌸 I also plan to expand on this again with Broca and Courier for some of my friends at a later date! 🥳 Anywho, forgive my rambling, please enjoy 🌸

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Flamebringer with a Doctor who got turned into a child for the day

The Executor, SilverAsh and Hellagur version is here 🥰

Headcanon format; written in second person, from the perspective of the Operator for the most part

Contains: Flamebringer, gender-neutral Doctor; reader as the Doctor, implied established relationship, mention of side characters, general fluff 🥺

Word count: 2.8k

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FLAMEBRINGER

･ Flamebringer quite enjoyed gardening and flowers, and he enjoyed your company just as much - so whenever you were able to spend time tending to the flowers and plants in the green house along with him, he was always open to it.

･ However, you weren't exactly the most educated person when it came to flowers; they were plants, so almost all of them were harmless. How any harmful flowers could there really be?

･ Well, those were your initial thoughts.

･ You had been helping Flamebringer in the greenhouse one afternoon - it was normal as always; he checked each of the flowers, giving them water or moving them to a place where they would be able to get more sun, while you assisted him by passing him gardening supplies and helping him transport flowers around.

･ You had finished handing him a jar of what looked like soil when he gave you new instruction, "There's some lone flower pots down the far corner of the greenhouse, they must be longing for the sun. Fetch them for me, won't you?" Nodding with a smile, you set off to find the flowers in question.

･ Flamebringer tended to the plants that needed his attention whilst waiting for you. He had just finished watering the last one when he heard you call out to him from a distance, "Flamebringer?" Raising his voice a little so you could hear, he replied, "Yes, blossom?" Your next words came out a little hesitant, "Should this flower look like thi….-"

･ Your voice trailed off suddenly, and the Sarkaz paused and quirked a brow up. He waited a few seconds, but the sound of something breaking followed by a thud came rather than your voice.

･ Flamebringer stopped giving attention to the plants immediately, his eyes narrowing his eyes slightly. The Sarkaz called out your name but the greenhouse remained silent. A little worried, he dropped what he was doing and quickly made his way toward where your voice came from.

･ "....oh?" When he looked to the floor, right beside a broken flower pot was your Rhodes Island jacket all bundled up in an oddly shaped pile. The Sarkaz quirked a brow up - were you playing some kind of joke on him?

･ Before he could roll his eyes and gently scold you for fooling around, something crawling out from under your coat made him freeze and do a double take.

･ "...blossom?" From under your jacket, a small child was looking up at him with wide eyes. Taken off guard, the Sarkaz simply stared back for a few moments, not moving an inch.

･ What was a child doing there and why did they remind him so much of you?

･ A soft voice approaching caught his attention, "Hello Flamebringer," It was Perfumer, when did she get there? The Vulpo was beside him in a few steps, smiling softly, "Have you seen the-....oh my."

･ It didn't take that long for her to notice the child crawling toward them both. After a few seconds, Perfumer greeted the child quietly, scooping them up and looking them over. Flamebringer was a little preoccupied with looking around for any sign of you, speaking in a calm tone despite the fact he was still a little surprised; "Were you looking for the Doctor?" He began, "That can wait. This is no place for a child, who brought them here?"

･ Perfumer was silent for a moment, "Flamebringer, I know this sounds a little bizarre…but I think this little one is the Doctor."

･ The Sarkaz almost laughed at that suggestion, but then the child reached out to him, cooing "Flamey! Flamey!", and when Flamebringer recognized the grin they had on their face, he too understood what Perfumer was saying.

･ He stared for a moment, "...Hello blossom." When you smiled wide at the nickname, he knew the child was you - there was no doubt.

･ Perfumer quickly took charge, telling Flamebringer to follow her while instructing one of the staff in the greenhouse to get a sample of the flower you had been trying to bring back to the Sarkaz.

･ After getting back inside the Rhodes Island facility, the Medic operator let Flamebringer stay in the medical room while she ran tests on you. He was still cautious; less of you, and more of himself. Any wrong move and he could accidentally hurt you, so he kept his distance for now.

･ Perfumer was quick with her tests, and when she finally turned to Flamebringer she exhaled, holding you in her lap as she spoke. "I think I understand what happened. The flower they picked up was heavily mutated, so when they sniffed it, the spores released from the plant caused…quite the interesting outcome." She smiled, motioning to you, "It's only temporary, however, so please don't worry. We'll just need you to take care of them until they return to normal."

･ Flamebringer lifted a brow, "Oh? You're giving me the responsibility of looking after them?" Perfumer blinked, "Of course. They'd be most comfortable with you."

･ The Sarkaz looked to the floor, "I have no experience caring for children." Had it been anyone else, Flamebringer would've declined immediately; he didn't exactly have time to look after a child, nor was he the most capable for the job either. But this was you they were talking about, and you were always worth his time - even so, he wasn't confident that putting him in charge of babysitting you would be the best choice.

･ Perfumer shook her head simply, carefully offering you to him, "There's nothing else wrong with them; they don't seem to be fussing up and they're not uncomfortable." She smiled when Flamebringer took you in his arms, his eyes softening, "I think they'll feel the best with you, but if you're busy I can find someone else."

･ The Sarkaz stared at you for a moment, his face calm. He always saw you like a flower, he did call you 'blossom' after all; you were captivating yet not invincible. Flamebringer was always ready to protect you, but this was different - you were so tiny in his arms and you didn't seem to have a care in the world. He wasn't sure about what he would do to take care of you, but he was open to figuring it out.

･ "Don't misunderstand me. I will watch over them." Holding you carefully in his arms - albeit a little stiffly -, the Sarkaz stood, "Do what you must to investigate the mutated plant that caused them to turn into a child."

･ Perfumer nodded, and that was that; Flamebringer was off with you in his arms.

･ Once he was out of the medical room, you cooed and peered up at him. Smiling slightly, he stroked your cheek with the backs of his fingers. "Don't worry, I’m no threat to you." Though, judging by how you then nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck, you already seemed to understand that.

･ Flamebringer wasn't one to live by a strict schedule, but it was obvious that there wasn't much he could do with you in his arms. Training was out of the question, until the staff could clean it the greenhouse was much too dangerous with you as a curious child, and one couldn't really discuss battle formations with him considering you were a little toddler.

･ He wasn't annoyed, however. Whether you were comfortable or not mattered more to him than his own comfort. Making his way down the hall, the Sarkaz exhaled, turning to you when you started blabbering again,

･ “Flamey?”

"Yes blossom, wasting time isn't something I’m interested in."

･ It didn't take long before he started attracting eyes and stirring up murmurs - many at Rhodes Island saw Flamebringer as a machine made for war who lived off the high of being on the battlefield, so to see him cradling a small child was enough to cause a commotion.

･ “A kid?” “What is he doing with a child?” - it really came as no surprise that the majority thought that the last place a child would be safe in was Flamebringers’ arms.

･ Even so, no one could really muster up the courage to ask about why the Sarkaz was going about his day holding a child; even with the cute toddler on his arm, Flamebringer still looked rather intimidating.

･ Eventually - and unfortunately for them -, another Rhodes Island employee was forced to swallow their fear and approach Flamebringer to ask him something about weaponry.

･ “Uhm, Mr. Flamebringer?” As soon as the Sarkaz’s sharp gaze fell to them, the younger Operator stood up straight and gulped, “Sorry for bothering you, could you take me to the lower arsenal? I’m supposed to pick up a weapon there for delivery but I can't find anyone who knows the way there.” It had barely been a minute and Flamebringer already seemed impatient with them.

･ The Guard Operator exhaled, rolling his eyes a little. If he was honest, the answer was ‘no’; the last thing Flamebringer liked was wasting time on trivial matters. The thing was, however, that you were in his arms this time. He knew that if you were able to, you’d urge him to help his fellow Operator - and he would end up doing so just so you were pleased.

･ So, the Sarkaz was willing to help - emphasis on was - until the Operator brought up the child in his arms.

･ In an instant, Flamebringers’ eyes sharpened and his tone dropped an octave, “Ahh...I'm not particularly fond of people who have a habit of asking too many questions. You're already wasting my time as is; don't put me in an even worse mood.”

･ Needless to say, your cute appearance did nothing to calm the poor Operator who was now trembling like a leaf in the wind the entire walk to the lower arsenal.

･ The Sarkaz had always been very protective of you - now that you were in such a vulnerable, fragile form, he was twice as more vigilant than usual.

･ No one bothered Flamebringer much afterward, and when anyone passed, he subconsciously held you a little closer to his chest.

･ If anyone approached him gushing about how cute you were, they were easily scared away with a curt "Think carefully before you decide to touch them.” from the Guard Operator; people were starting to wonder how he hadn't caused the kid in his arms to cry yet.

･ Such was notable to himself as well - even when he was emanating the most suffocating, cold aura, you sat happily in his arms; quiet and not making a fuss.

･ In fact, the only times you did get upset were when you had to be away from him; around lunchtime, the Sarkaz brought you to Perfumer so she could help feed you properly. Flamebringer obviously chose to sit with you as you were fed, but as soon as you were out of his arms, you started whining a little.

･ All throughout being fed, your eyes stayed to him and called out babbles of his name with your mouth full, “Flamey….” - It was as if you were worried he would be gone if you didn't keep your gaze on him.

･ Perfumer smiled a little, wiping your mouth after she fed you the last bite, “Hm, they keep staring at you.” The Guard Operator sighed a little, lips pulling into a small smirk as he leaned over to tilt your chin up,

“Oh?....You don't have to be vigilant around me, blossom.”

･ When Flamebringer was done in the Rhodes Island facilities, he went straight to the greenhouse. The mess from that morning had been cleaned up already, and the plans surely needed some water before the sun began to set; it would be the last thing to do before he called it a day for the both of you.

･ The greenhouse, vacant with sun spilling through its walls of glass, was quieter than usual.

･ Letting a sigh leave his lips, the Sarkaz shut the door to the greenhouse behind him, before turning his attention to you; surprisingly, you had stayed wide awake throughout the entire morning, resting calmly in his arms. Even as a small, naive child, you obviously trusted him.

･ His usual smirk playing his lips, the Sarkaz tilted your chin up, causing your attention to go from the colour planted pots to his eyes; “Flamey?”

･ At your babyish voice, the smirk on his lips melted into a soft smile, he tapped your small nose with his finger in a playful manner, chuckling a little at how you went cross eyed staring at his finger; “Something worth heeding, blossom - don’t sniff anything suspicious.”

･ You giggled a little, eyes sparkling with amusement, “No sniff!”

･ How was it possible that you were even cuter than you originally were?

･ Finding a bench where you would both be able to admire the sunset-painted sky, Flamebringer sat down with you on his lap and began watering his plants as usual. On occasion, you reached out toward the flower pots and grabbed at the air, prompting the Sarkaz to gently redirect your hands away; as cute as you were babbling about wanting to touch the flowers, who knows what you would turn into if you came into contact with another weird plant?

･ You were clearly feeling a little restless, however. You kept kicking your legs back and forth and tugging on his jacket to occupy yourself; now it seemed like your boredom had reached its peak and you had resorted to trying to investigate the horns in his hair by scaling him like a mountain.

･ To satisfy you, Flamebringer took a moment, “Blossom?” Held between his fingers was a flower - a white daisy with a yellow center. When he spoke his nickname for you, you stopped trying to climb him to reach the horns atop his head and instead sat back down in his lap. Gently, the Sarkaz watched you with a gentle face expression as he tucked the flower behind your ear, speaking to you afterward, “Ahh, that suits you well, don't you think?”

･ You seemed beyond elated, your eyes filled with stars and your lips pulled into a wide smile as you cooed happily, "Flamey! Flower!". Grinning back at you a little, Flamebringer returned back to his flowers.

･ When the sun had fully set, you were fast sleep, your head resting on his chest as small snores left you. The Sarkaz made no move to stand; the sky was filled with stars that night, and the moon was glowing overhead. Life was short - he figured he might as well enjoy any moments of calmness he was gifted.

･ His attention turned back to you - Flamebringer never had a childhood, nor did he encounter many children who were living happy and safe lives. He wasn't a gentle person, he didn't see himself as so and neither did many other people; but there you were, in the body of a child, resting on his chest with a daisy tucked behind your ear.

･ The daisy; a symbol of innocence.

･ Flamebringer cared for you immensely, and even though you had flaws like anyone else, he saw you as a warm-hearted, strong person who changed his life a little everyday.

･ And so, he promised;

･ “My days are numbered, but until something claims my life, I’ll stand with you through you anything and all things, blossom.” You were asleep, he knew that, but it didn't stop him from murmuring, “Like these flowers, we will both meet our last day eventually...but you can't wither yet.”

･ Whether you were a child babbling about flowers or a strong leader sending their forces into battle, Flamebringer swore to be close by, for anything you needed or anything you wanted. The innocent light your eyes carried; he would protect it even if it meant he wouldn't get to see that light anymore.

･ Then, out of nowhere, his thoughts were broken by a call of his name; “...Flamebringer?”

･ "Ahh-" Much to his own embarrassment, the Guard Operator jolted just a little, then he recognized your oh-so-familiar voice, “Hello to you, my blossom.”

･ There you were; fully grown and sat in his lap. It seemed like whatever effect the flower had on you was now wearing off. Yawning a little, you rubbed your eyes before snuggling closer to him and resting your head on his shoulder, “Flame….I’m tired.”

･ He chuckled a little, wrapping an arm around your waist, “Hah, rest; you’ve been through more than enough today.”

･ Once you bean snoring again, his eyes came back to the daisy, still behind your ear. The little flower of innocence.

･ You and him both knew that either of you could die at anytime, anyday. But quite frankly, Flamebringer didn't care. For now, he held you close, vowing to stay with you no matter what crazy things you two went through.

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