Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 10 Group 50
Propaganda and further pictures under the cut
The Bad Kids: Riz "The Ball" Gukgak, Adaine Abernant, Fabian Aramaris Seacaster, Gorgug Thistlespring, Figueroth "Fig" Faeth, Kristen Applebees (& Ragh Barkrock)
Drawtectives: Gyorik "York" Rogdul, Grendan "Grandma" Highforge, Rosé, Jancy True, Eugene Finch
Submissions are still open!
The Bad Kids:
before i start the pictures below are by isawiitch (https://www.tumblr.com/isawiitch), victor rosas (https://twitter.com/SirVictorThe2nd), and m0nomercy (https://www.tumblr.com/m0nomercy) respectively check them out they're very cool and also that middle guy did the official art for fantasy high its very cool
Mods note: said middle picture is a .webp. And I sadly can't add those. But the others are below
anyways
all of these dumb teens are just god they complete each other they're the most important people in the world to each other like fabian and gorgug meeting with a punch to the stomach and going on to share a hug in an evil forest and "DO YOU WANT ME TO BITE IT OUT FOR YOU" "the ball, wait" -riz and fabian and kristen's really bad inspiring speech (they're gonna get inspiring real soon) but they are inspiring because they're from the best and sweetest friend in the whole world and gorgug getting razzed a little for thinking random people are his dad and the sheer joy everyone felt for him when he met his real parents and RIZ THE BALL GUKGAK AND FABIAN SEACASTER THE DUO OF ALL TIME
and adaine learning to be a normal teen and fig swearing she's not an open person when she pours her heart out to her friends every chance she gets and riz and adaine being the only two non-horny members of the team and bonding over that and being smart but terrible in social interactions together and "its called being gay, when you're here you're family" -kristen applebees, 2019 and fig starting a band with gorgug, one of the more socially awkward members of the party and "what would riz do" "you bite down hard on a piece of glass" and adaine's actual worst fear being what she would become after her friends passed and the KILL YOUR DAD chant and its gorgug keep going and all of them feeling each others' overcoming of fear in the forest of the nightmare king no matter how far apart they are and riz shooting off an incel's fingers for being weird about adaine (there was other stuff going on but you can't convince me that it wasn't at least partially because of that) and the gang not really letting gorgug and kristen forget that one time they died (they got better and were psychologically okay with it after a bit so this was lighthearted jabs and not straight-up reminding them of a big traumatic moment) and "my friends were warmer to me on the first day that we met than you were to me in my whole life" -adaine abernant, 2020
AND
that doesn't even include all the crazy stuff with bad kids-adjacent found family members like gilear faeth getting his life back together thanks to these teens and jawbone o'shaughnessy being the dad of all time to the point where he actually adopts adaine at the end of sophomore year and aelwyn abernant holy shit (she's harder to justify here because her main important interactions are with her sister, unlike gilear who is technically fig's stepdad but is a core part of the found family in all directions) aelwyn abernant is trying so desperately hard to be better and ayda aguefort and adaine swapping homemade spells named after each other (adaine kills her dad with hers its a good time) and ragh barkrock getting over his internalized homophobia
SO IN CONCLUSION
these guys have changed each other so much and every single combination of them, be it a duo or a trio or whatever has a distinct dynamic thats so so important to me. they're all family to each other, some of them more than even their real families. they are the guys of all time and my blorbos even and are a wicked good found family
Sometimes a family is the kids who all got detention together on the first day of school at adventuring academy.
And sometimes that family is:
A Half-elf-Half-Pirate rich boy who killed toxic masculinity by learning how to dance, and mercy-killed his father by stabbing him with a sword.
"The Greatest Wizard of this Age" (actually a Barbarian who took a level in artificer to boost his cellphone-reception to call and apologize to his satyr girlfriend) Half-Orc drummer who was adopted by Gnomes;
A bisexual Punk-rocker Tiefling who thought she was a wood-elf until her horns came-in & caused her and her adoptive father to discover that her biological father is actually an Archdevil;
The Elven Oracle (later just "The Oracle"/"Everybody's Oracle") who was adopted by the school's Werewolf Guidance Councilor after her evil parents disowned her (she later punched her evil bio-dad to death in a single round of combat, despite being a magic caster);
An aro-ace (un)licensed Private Investigator Goblin who carries a briefcase and ate the face of the dragon that ate his father;
And a lesbian ex-fundie human who met the corn-god her family worships, found out he sucks & left the church and her family, CREATED HER OWN GOD (of Buzzfeed listical symbols, known first as "YES!" then later "YES?"), only to then abandon that god to become the Saint of the long forgotten Goddex/Goddess of Mystery, Night and Magic.
(Optionally, add in the Half-Orc repressed-gay bully they befriended and helped come out)
And sometimes, that found family becomes a literal family, because over the course of the series:
Fig's mom starts dating Adaine's adoptive dad,
Fig's adoptive dad gets engaged to Fabian's mom,
Fig's biological dad starts dating Riz's mom,
Kirsten starts dating the niece of Adaine's adoptive dad/Fig's mom' boyfriend.
(Gorgug is the only one who still isn't related to the others, but he did find his biological parents. And although he still lives with his adoptive parents, he is now in the famous band "Fig and the Cig Figs" along-side his bio-parents, Fig, and Fig's bio-dad)
Currently, Fig, Adaine, Kirsten, Fig's mom, Adaine's adopted dad, Kirsten's GF, Adaine's biological older sister, Adaine's sister's ghost fiancé, Ragh, Ragh's mom, and Fig's Half-Phoenix librarian/pirate GF all live in one giant haunted old Victorian-style Manor.
Drawtectives:
They are so silly and cute <3 Three strangers bond over solving a murder mystery as interns to a tired detective/mom figure. In s2 they pick up an amnesiac guy and adopt him as a son (despite one of them being younger than him). Everyone pls watch Drawtectives it's so fun and there's lots of wacky drawing shenanigans involved
they are SILLY they are BESTIES they are in a POLYCULE they LOVE EACHOTHER 🥺🥺 (eugene is their son who is also their age and jancy is their mom. dw its not weird) (art included is all by karina @dilfosaur of drawfee)
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GOOD LUCK SAMU!
Miya Osamu x F!Reader
Hogwarts Au! [+18]
BratTamer!Osamu, Bratty!Reader, Spanking, Nipple play, Fingering, Clit Slaps, Blow Job, Unprotected sex. Hints of jealous and protective Osamu.
Osamu is feeling like everything in his life is going wrong, so he asks his brother a little bottle of liquid luck, felix felicis.
Miya Osamu was well aware that his luck had been running rather low lately.
His books had disappear.
His broom had gone insane.
A bludger hitted him in the stomach.
He didn't know what he had done to deserve all of this... maybe he got out on the wrong side of the bed, or someone may have cursed him, but what he did know in fact, was that he needed to get his luck back, and quickly.
In five days, his house was going to play against the regent three year champions of the quidditch cup, Gryffindor.
Slytherin needed to win this year competition no matter what, their honor was at stake.
Osamu was day and night analyzing his strategies, weaknesses and good sides. He had come to a simple conclusion: They needed to beware of the lions most dangerous player, their seeker.
His most talented opponent was his own brother. Miya Atsumu.
Osamu was unusually nervous. He wasn't like this on a daily basis, but with his current luck, surely the bludgers would plot something against him.
While Osamu was daydreaming in the couch of the common room, a girl entered trough the Slytherin portrait. When she realized the dazed state of the boy, she approached silently from behind, covering his eyes with her hands once she was close enough.
— Guess who?- She asked in a funny voice.
— Oh, it's you.
You smiled and sited right beside him.
— Whats with the long face?- Osamu looked at you with tedious eyes. He then proceeded to tell you everything about what was happening to him.- Yeah maybe you need to find a four leaf clover or something like that.- You joked. But Osamu didn't laugh. "Thats it!" He thought to himself
— If i don't have luck, i need to make my own.- He murmured. After that, Osamu left the common room without saying anything else.
— Good luck Samu!
[...]
Osamu went straight to the library to find what he was looking for: His roommate, Oikawa Tooru.
The dark haired boy was the only person who would help him with this kind of thing, because Osamu wasn't sure of what he exactly needed, but Oikawa would surely know.
— Oikawa!- He yelled in a whisper, bewaring of the old creepy librarian.
Osamu stopped in his tracks, next to him was Toorus girlfriend: A Ravenclaw girl who was too immersed studying to play attention to him. Her head was down with her hair hiding her (probably serious) expression.
Would she snitch on him if she heard something? Would she get him in trouble? As his mind raced in thoughts, he heard a very silent snoring: It came directly from her. She was asleep. In the library.
Oikawa patted the chair beside him, inviting his friend to take a sit.
— Is something wrong?- Asked the brown haired boy. Osamu proceeded to tell him everything he was going through. At The end, he asked Oikawa if there was anything that could bring him luck, or at least, something to recover the luck he already had.- Mmmm. Maybe a little bit of Felix Felicis could help. But it's very difficult to make, so you can't ask a normal student for it, let alone a teacher...
But Osamu knowed exactly who could help him. He thanked Oikawa and went straight to Gryffindors dorm. A few minutes later, the blond twin peeked through the Fat Lady portrait, making sure his brother was there.
— I received your message, I can get the potion with one of my friends, but you would have to wait, at least two days.- Osamu nodded and said:
— Ok, i will wait.
[...]
Two days later, his brother went to the Slytherin chambers with a little wooden box. Those two days were Osamu longest days in his life.
His socks had dissapear.
He failed herbology class.
Osamu was so excited, he hurriedly went to his dormitory again to open up the box. The package was cute, it had a yellowish color and a few words written all over it. A message could be read, courtesy of Atsumu.
"you can drink it in one go or save some for the match, good luck (:"
Osamu thought to himself. The best thing to do would be to take little by little every day, so he pulled out the little vial and taked a sip. He waited a few seconds to the potion to make something, but he was disappointed when he noticed that he didn't feel any different from before.
He putted the box under his pillow and went out to the common room. There he saw how you and your best friend played magical chess, and strangely enough, Osamu sat next to you.
— Do you want to go for a walk around the school?- he whispered in your ear, taking you by surprise.
— Y-Yes! Of course. Tsukishima!- you shouted across the room.- Come play against Atsumu's new girlfriend.
— I'm not his girlfriend! - the girl said while blushing.
As you both left the common room, you began to talk fluently. You two have always gotten along, not exactly friends, but rather good classmates or even teammates, but one thing was clear: both felt some kind of tension whenever you two were left alone.
Osamu felt unusually light, changing the conversation from topic to topic and overall going with the flow. Maybe the potion had finally worked?
Without noticing, both reached a dead end.
When you turned around, ready to leave, Osamu tooked your hand, waiting for something. He didn't know exactly what he was expecting, but out of nowhere, a door popped out of the wall.
Surprised, both passed through it. It was a room you had never seen before. It looked like the Slytherin common room, but with a double bed in the middle.
You both heard whispers nearby, so you rushed into the room and closed the door behind you. Osamu began to look around, touching and watching everything. Once he was too bored to continue, he threw himself into the bed and sighed tiredly. Moments later you imitated him, smiling.
After a few comfortable seconds of silence, Osamu took your hands in his own, and timidly began to play with your fingers.
— Samu...- You whispered.
— I really like you.- Your cheeks turned bright red at the sudden confession. Your mind going blank for a few seconds.- I-i don't know why i'm saying you all this, but i just needed to say you that.- Osamus voice was waivering, almost as if he was loosing his strength.- Maybe the potion?
— Its okay, Samu. I, I really like you too.
Osamu looked at you straight in the eyes as he timidly caressed your cheeks.
— Can i?- He asked quietly. You nodded, and moments later, he began to kiss you. His lips were soft and his hands rough, a really nice contrast that went well representing Osamus personality and actions.
Both let yourselves go for what seemed like hours. Without noticing, you ended up sitting on his lap, with Osamu's hands under your skirt squeezing your ass. You were ready to take the next step, but Osamu had other plans.
— We should go back.- He said breaking away from the kiss.
—Don't wanna.- You murmured approaching his lips yet again.
—Do you think I want to do it?- Said the boy frustrated. His dick was hard against his trousers, poking your entrance through the layers of clothing.- We need to go back. We will continue this later.
[...]
Osamu had the last bit of potion left in his hands.
He had save it for the Quidditch match against his brother. So when the day came, while all the houses were eating breakfast and talking, he poured the remains of the potion into his cup of coffee.
—Samu!- Shouted his brother, calling him to come over to his table. Osamu walked to the Gryffindors section and smiled to his brother teammates, wishing them good luck and making a little bit of small talk.
When Osamu returned to his seat, he saw you. He smiled and playfully patted your head as he tooked his place besides you. He threaten to kiss you, but he waited for you to finish your cup of coffee.
Cup of coffee?
Osamu widened his eyes in pure shock.
The coffee you were drinking was his, the one that contained the remains of the potion.
— Shit! No! Did you drank it all?
— Mmm? Yes. What happened? I can serve you another cup if you want it that bad.
— No you don't understand! Do you feel weird? Do you feel different?
— Naw I'm good Samu. We should hurry up, we need to win this game. And I promise you, I'm gonna catch the snitch before your idiot brother!
Osamu wanted to die.
It wasn't your fault that you drank the coffee that contained the last drop of Felix Felicis, it was his.
His bad luck had comeback.
[...]
The match was in a constant draw.
Osamu was doing his best trying to keep you safe of the bludgers and the Gryffindors attackers, but he was still worried of the potion side effects.
Nausea? Headaches? What would happen to you?
In just a second, Osamu lost you out of his sight.
You were now floating higher and higher than everybody else. Atsumu was right below you following the snitch. When suddenly, you jumped in the air, falling onto Atsumus broom and catching the snitch in the process. The crowd gasped in surprise. All the Slytherins shouted from the stands, yelling your name and jersey number.
Atsumu landed both of you safely in the ground, asking you if you were okay, but immediately after your answer he stomped out of the pitch. Murmuring insults to himself.
Everyone was happy, everyone excepted Osamu. What crossed through your mind?! Were you insane?!
As the Slytherins cheered you, Osamu followed the team from behind. Furious.
The tradition dictated that after winning an important quidditch match, all the slytherin team needed to go to the prefects bathroom to celebrate the win. They usually went without clothes, but this time, all the boys were wearing their bathing suits, due to the female presence of this year.
Osamu was in a bad mood. He didn't want to be there. But when he thought about you being in a tub surrounded by half naked men, he decided that he needed to go.
Your teammates jumped into the hot water, celebrating with butter beer and candy, but Osamu waited until you finished changing.
While leaving the cubicle, everyone saw you happily enter the bathtub. You were wearing a little bathing suit that complemented your skin color a little too well. They were all stunned for a few seconds, but upon hearing Osamu scratch his throat, everyone began to ignore you, or at least ignore your boobs.
Osamu approached you from behind silently, holding your waist with his strong hands while whispering in your ear:
— You are going to say that you feel bad, and we will leave this party.
— But Samuuu.- you whined. He looked at you with a serious expression, waiting.
You got out from the tub, excusing yourself with a silly lie with Osamu behind your back.
And there he saw it: a big purple bruise was starting to form in your ass. He blinked a few times, processing it. What's that from falling onto Atsumus broom? Was that from another guy?
As both of you dried yourselves up, and put some clothes on, Osamu grabbed your hand and started dragging you into the same corridors the magic door appeared the last time.
— I'm going to cure your bruise with magic.- Said Osamu in a low voice. He was absolutely fuming, not only did you drink his potion, you also putted yourself in danger.- Go and wait by the bed.- Silence overtook the cozy place, the only thing that could be heard was the soft crackling of the fire place.- Look, I'm pissed about what you did in the pitch. Yes, we won the game, yes, the potion helped you, but you saw what happened at the last minute. The effects runned out and you fell really hard onto Atsumus broom.
— Yeah.
Osamu sighed, trying to relax himself.
— Now, now. Lift your skirt, I'm going to heal you.
— You just want to see me naked.- He blinked a few times. Were you always this irritating? You were testing his patience a lot today.
He crouched down besides your legs. The position was, intimate but it was the only way he could possibly make the spell correctly.
—Now.
—Okay.- you lifted your skirt, instantly smiling when Osamu chocked in his own spit.- I was going to say you that i didn't have any panties on, but i guess that's what you wanted the whole time.- Osamu closed his eyes. The sight was... seductive, but in the end, you were making fun of him. Thats how you wanted things to be? Okay, he would play along, and nicely.
He grabbed your ass with his left hand and smiled as you hissed down his touch. He putted a little bit of pressure to the bruised area and said:
—Pass me my wand, I'm gonna cure this bruise, but I'm gonna leave my hand prints here if you don't behave. M'kay?
—Okay.
— Episkey.- The boy murmured while watching the bruise on your ass disappear.
As you turned around, he saw your juices dripping down your thighs. You laughed, trying to play confident, bringing one of your hands to your entrance, and opening it up to show him your gaping hole. Osamus mind exploded. Were you always this dumb?
He standed up, his dick hardening in his pants. You gulped, suddenly feeling nervous. Closing the distance between both of you, Osamu grabbed a fistful of your hair, making you wince in pain. He laughed at you for a brief moment.
— Can I?- He asked. You nodded, agreeing at what you thought was obvious. In contrast with his sweet words, his tongue was practically forcing its way into your mouth. Saliva dripped down your chin and your breath was stuck in your nose. The kiss was too overwhelming.
Was Osamu still mad? You tried to test that, biting his lip with such force that it made him bled. He opened his eyes, astonished.
— You should have listened darling.- The boy threw you onto the bed, cleaning his mouth as you falled comfortably on the white sheets. He was just so hot: his hair was disheveled, his lips swollen, everything about him was amazing.
— How are you going to teach me? Spanking me?
— Yeah, exactly.
You had seen Osamu make many expressions, but none of them were like this. His eyes were clouded with lust, but still piercing enough to make you nervous. The boy approached your figure once more, grabbing you strongly by the jaw and ordering you not to bite. You nodded, feeling small next to him.
Both began to kiss again, continuing with the intensity of the first kiss. Osamu released your jaw and proceeded to lower his hands over your bust, squeezing your breasts roughly. He began to undo the buttons of your shirt one by one, but with how impatient you were for him to fuck you, you taked the shirt off for yourself.
Osamu spent some time playing with your now exposed breasts, biting your nipples and kneading them with his strong hands. Oh how much of a mess had you become. Breathy moans and swollen lips suit you really well. You tried to strip him from his clothes, but Osamu declined.
—Naw, I'm fucking you like this.
—Please Samu. Its not fair that I'm the only one nude here.
— Well its not fair that you drank my potion, so hurry up and get on your knees.- You complained, but still followed his orders. Palming his dick through his trousers you began to tease him a little bit, undoing his black belt and buttons, but taking your sweet, sweet time.
Osamu was growing impatient, so he himself bringed down his underwear, making his dick jump right in front of your face.
You let out a surprised squeal. You doubted that all of that could fit in your mouth, but you were decided to make him curl his toes and moan for you, so you started licking his tip with little kitten licks, savoring the taste of his precum and sucking his balls, but without taking him completely in your mouth. Osamu sighed, pushing his shaft into you.
— Stop that of you want to cum tonight.
You started bobbing your head up and down, trying to take all of his length but it was impossible. Your eyes became teary and you legs a trembling mess, you wanted him to fuck you so, so bad.
— Enough.- said the boy, making you stand up. He manhandled your body so you were lying down over his strong legs. Osamu began stroking your ass, playing with the fat of your thighs and the hem of your skirt. He smiled to himself, would you get mad if he..? Then with a sharp hit, he slapped you. With a loud moan, you squirmed in his lap. Your skin was stinging, but surprisingly, you didn't dislike that. What you did dislike, was the fact that Osamu was laughing at you. He gently caressed the reddened area, asking you if you were okay continuing. You nodded, but the boy wasn't happy about it.
— Use your words. Don't be dumb.
— Yes, I want to continue Samu.
— Perfect.- The boy continued the cycle a few more times: First spanking and then stroking the area.
— See? I told you I was going to teach you a lesson. If I tell you to open your mouth you oblige. If I tell you to scream my name, you do it, it's simple.- You nodded again and again. Blabbering things Osamu didn't understand.- Is it hard for you? Are you too dumb?- He maneuvered your body so your back was against his chest and started touching your pussy with light feathered touches, as if he was getting revenge for your previous teasing. He played with your swollen clit and hardened nipples, licking and saying sweet things in your ears.
— Please Samu. Fuck me please.
— I'm prepping you doll. Let me finger you a little more and you are ready to go. M'kay?
—No Samu, I'm ready please.- You plead with tears in your eyes. You couldn't endure this for too much time. Osamu sighed, slapping your clit with his left hand. The sudden pain made your body jump forward, moaning at the pleasure. He coated his fingers in your juices, thinking what he was going to do.
He made you go on all fours, positioning his dick into your entrance and slowly entering you. He hissed at how good you feel, stroking your now reddened ass and thighs. Meanwhile, you couldn't form a single thought. The only thing in your mind was how full your pussy felt.
Osamu was telling you something, something you couldn't quite catch on, but he began thrusting into you. His thrusts started nice and slow, letting you adjust to his girth, but as the time passed they became fast and strong, making you loose the balance in your hands, and it consequence, making you fall head first into the bed. Your moans became muffled by the soft pillows, but you could still heard Osamus grunts and moans.
— Such a pretty doll, wish you could be always this good. Apologize for taking the potion and I'm gonna let you cum.- Nothing.- Hey? Are you listening?- He grabbed your hair, making you wince in pain.
— M' sorry Osamu, am sorry.- you cried out.
— Yeah that's what I like to hear.
His trusts became irregular, he could feel the knot in his stomach tightened and his abs tingling, so he reached between your bodies and started playing with your swollen clit. Pinching the little bundle of nerves and slapping it a few times. That was the last push you needed to come. Your vision became full of stars and your pussy clenched around Osamus dick.
— Fuck.- He muttered. He wanted to prolong your orgasm as much as possible, but if you continued to spasm around him like that, he would cum deep into your pussy, so he needed to relax himself.
The thought was exciting, he imagined your little hole full of his cum. Would you get mad? Would you cry even more?
But with one final trust, Osamu pulled away, cumming all over the curve of your ass.
As the boy tried to stabilize his rapid breathing, he saw how much of a mess you had become. Your thighs quivering, his cum dripping down your ass and your pretty pussy glistening with your own juices.
— Need to drink that potion again.
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Headcanons for Brian Thomas/Hoodie !!
I have like crazy brain rot rn and need to get these thoughts out of my mind…
General
Probably around 6’2, I like to think I’m reasonable about average heights but all the characters I like to write I imagine as Giant
Other than that for appearance I see him as pretty much what he looks like in marble hornets (I think most do..) Cutie Patootie
Most certainly has some substance abuse problems. He’s working on it.. ish.
He’s not exactly quick to anger, but definitely quick to feel betrayed
Jumps to conclusions like a madman…
He has a bunch of unresolved traumas and like… definitely not all there because how can you be when you do what he does
I don’t think he’s mean but definitely guarded and will take time to get friendly. Even longer to be vulnerable
That ties into how he’s like Silent. Very rarely talks out loud to the other proxies/creeps
Got a sweet n’ deep southern voice <3
Unless he’s mad
Man loves a good crowbar… He loves his gun but the crowbar is just so useful
He’s one of the best at hiding what he does. *cough* because he makes Tim do the hard work *cough*
Only because he doesn’t lose memory when doing shii for the Operator.
He’s a texter, uses the most unserious emojis too… shit like “😢😛🫨🤔” especially when closer friends (pretend iphones cant be tracked T_T )
When it comes down to it though, he’ll do his part and he’ll do it well.
Hobbies besides being a murderer and crime-doer include photography, video editing, maybe cooking, and movie watching
He hates Tarantino. yes this is me projecting
I feel like he’s the most in touch with what’s going on in the real world, likely due to being the main one to go and retrieve supplies, be seen by the public etc.
Romantic
Big fan of Not Paying on Dates
But thats not an issue as it’s not really permitted to go out in public for long anyways.
However you ended up meeting him, he took a long time to like you. And unless you’re crazy it took you even longer to warm up to him
He doesn’t mind though, he’s patient. And he gets what he wants.
Generally won’t use pet names, but he especially hates “baby” or “babe”
Exceptions are: Sweetheart + Love (sweetheart not extremely seriously)
Fiercely loyal, will literally murder for you
Eventually will be honest about his feelings, and probably all at once
He’s not exactly a PDA offender but he often will have a hand on your back, or around your waist, especially around other creeps
Big fan of keeping polaroids of you Everywhere. Wallet? Yup. Bedside table drawers? Yup. Taped to his wall? Yup. In the car he shares with Tim? Yuuuup.
Expect tons of candids from him!
Probably hesitant about most affection, but he won’t say no or discourage it. He’ll get used to it eventually
Favorite cuddle positions: Sweetheart’s cradle + Spooning
He wants nothing more than to protect you <3
Sometimes lets himself hope you two can escape this life
When you’re upset he’s the quiet comforter. Gives back rubs, forehead kisses and anything else you might ask or need of him
Mmmmm ok thats it for now I can’t believe how damn long… also erm I hope I did this right
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Oooh sorry if you've already shared them but I'd love to hear some Nikolai headcannons you have!
My Nikolai theories/ headcanons
I have been waiting for someone to ask me about this :D
(also spoilers for Gogol's "The Overcoat")
1. Born with an Overcoat
In his speech about true freedom he goes on about wanting to „fly like a bird“ and to „not be bound by gravity“. I know he also meant this in a mental/ emotion-bases sense but it got me thinking... is he stupid? His ability is tailor cut for this? By all means, he should be able to fly.
His ability can manipulate space and by extension also gravity (to some extend), thats basic physics. He even uses this to save Sigma when he fell off the sky casino – Nikolai reduced the gravitational force on Sigma by manipulating space.
This got me thinking - Couldn’t he technically fly if he adjusted his portals, so that one is on the ground and the other is in the sky/ under his feet?
Well, why hasn’t he done this? - Because his ability is limited by his Overcoat.
Which is strange, why is his ability affected by something external? Is he lying? Is this a mental thing? Can it be any Overcoat or just his cape? If it’s really a necessary part of his ability, then either it’s not his own and someone else made this restriction for him or his Overcoat is part of him - he was born with an Overcoat . Personally, I think it’s both.
At this point I decided to look up the source material, and by that I mean I read the wikipedia article about „The Overcoat“...
The main character Akaky is described as „being born in undress uniform“ and that basically, since the day he was born, his future was already decided. This obviously plays into bsd’s Nikolai's arc of freedom/ not following a predictaple path. But still it’s a funny simile.
Like I said, my theory is that he was both given the ability and that he was born with it. This seems like an obvious contadiction unless you say Nikolai is, like Sigma, a product of the book.
In conclusion i think that the Overcoat/ his ability is both his freedom and also the very thing he has to ‚overcome‘ in a sense.
2. Nikolai is self aware
This is kinda like a continuation from the first theory. I think it would make so much sense for his character, that he knows he has a set role in the story, especially when you look at his desire for true freedom. Maybe I just like the tragic irony, that no matter what, he can never get to that point.
Anyways, if we assume he’s self aware, his actions and idea of sanity is much more interesting. What would you do if you know your actions and emotions are pre-written? I have no idea, but whatever Nikolai has going on seems like a pretty valid reaction to me.
Also what does the conversation with Fyodor mean then? Is the book a God symbol? Why does Fyodor know? Is he older than the book? Is he affected by it?
2.1 This is a bit silly and I’ve talked about this before. Nikolai teleports his right eye to observe everything like a movie. Where he himself is, again a character. This fits well within the theme of his depersonalisation.
3. His Freedom in the context of „The Overcoat“
The obvious comparison is, of cause, „Nikolais obsession and desire for freedom“ and Akakys’ obsession with the Overcoat that he wants. Further than that i have honestly no idea. Akakys irony is that, after he gets the overcoat, it is taken from him immediately and he dies but I’m not sure how that could translate. What i mean by that is, i don’t want it to because i want Nikolai to get a good ending. Which would probably mean an ending that he chooses for himself. Okay thats basically also not very good… well shit... ._ .
4. The silly headcanons
4.1 Nikolai has no idea what an overcoat is, that’s why he wears a cape and calls it his Overcoat
4.2 Nikolai and Ranpo are brothers, i have no reason for this besides it’s funny and i like them both.
4.3 Nikolai does not know how to use public transport because he always teleports everywhere
4.4 He has a disney princess hair care routine (for obvious reasons)
4.5 He has very normal hobbies
5. The "Is it really silly tho?" headcanon (yes it is)
5.1 „We all came out from Gogol’s Overcoat“ - a quote by someone, idk by who
Nikolai is, or will be the author of the book. Idk how or when, but at one point he makes a decision about abilities or ability useres and it affects everyone. Maybe that could be his moment of freedom, because it would be a paradox if that decision wasn’t truely made by him. And then it’s something like he burns the book so abilities and everyone created from the book is gone. I can see that happen.
okay these are just the things i could think of rn, there are probably more ._ .
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