#gabriella’s headcannon night

[onlyfreds]

Headcannons for elijah on your wedding

Thank you so much for requesting this! 💖

My headcannon night is closed!

Wedding with Elijah

Elijah proposed to you on the rooftop of the Mikaelson compound, overlooking the stars and the beautiful view of the city lights

”In the thousand years that I have lived, I haven’t met anyone as wonderful and sweet and caring as you. I don’t to spend the rest of my immortality with someone that isn’t you.”

He was very hands on with all of the wedding planning

”Not now Nicklaus, Y/N and I need to go and check out the cake samples for the wedding.”

He will not rest until everything is perfect

You guys would be married at, of course, the Mikaelson compound

Klaus is Elijah’s best man while your maid of honor will either be Rebekah, Hayley or Freya

And Hope is the flower girl 🥺

A majority of New Orleans was invited, of course enemies are politely asked to leave upon entrance

When Elijah first saw you in your wedding gown when you were about to walk down the aisle, he couldn’t help the tear that slipped from his eyes

Because after everything he and his siblings has been through, he couldn’t believe that he found someone whom he could happily spend the rest of his life with

Of course, Klaus would forever tease Elijah for that moment while Rebekah always remarks that it’s romantic

Nothing went wrong with the reception and the after party

Elijah never let you out of his sight once you’ve gotten married

”You can’t blame me if I want to show off my darling wife.”

He dance with you all night long

Once the reception is over, Rebekah, Freya and Klaus would insist that you two go home

Elijah would immediately transport you to the hotel your staying in before heading to your honeymoon in France tomorrow

#gabriella’s headcannon night #elijah mikealson imagine #elijah mikaelson #elijah mikealson x reader #elijah x y/n #elijah mikaelson fluff #elijah mikaelson x y/n #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson imagine #daniel gillies x reader #daniel gillies oneshots #daniel gillies #the originals family #the originals fanfiction #the mikaelson family #the vampire diaries

[the-witheredroses]

Oscar Isaac Characters Finding You Dead

Minors DNI

Featured Characters: Miguel O’Hara, Moon Knight System, Basil Stitt, Blue Jones, Poe Dameron, Nathan Bateman, Duke Leto Atreides, Prince John, Santiago “Pope” Garcia, Anselm Vogelweide, Llewyn Davis, Abel Morales x gn!reader

Sorry if anyone is ooc!

CW: death, murder, suicide, blood/gore, break-in, various wounds, torture, etc. + pet names, untranslated Spanish, so on.

Notice! Not all of these scenarios are romantically founded, the reader is just someone who knew the character/was close with them.

These are just some short, dumb little rambles/headcannons of mine, so it’s not written the best.

Not proof read or heavily edited

Miguel O’Hara - Villain Attack

There was never a doubt in Miguel’s mind, he knew that one day he’d have to save you. But not like this…

A Green Goblin anomaly had appeared and started bombing Nueva York.

You’d think with all the Spider People so close by, there’d be no casualties. But being so focused on protecting other universes, he almost neglected his own.

The moment Miguel was aware of the anomaly, he and many other Spiders rushed in to help protect the city.

The damage was already extreme, with two buildings nearly demolished.

Spiders spread across the scene, saving and moving the bystanders as Miguel focused on the alternate Goblin.

After capturing the terrorizer, Miguel started barking orders to everyone, wanting everything cleared up asap.

He was heading back to base as the spiders cleared the rubble.

“Oh god- MIGUEL!” One of the Spiders cried out as they tried to lift a large blanket of concrete up. The urgency in their voice quickly set Miguel off.

Miguel rushed over, his heart dropping seeing your dust covered body.

How long had you been under there? Why didn’t anyone sense you sooner? Miguel’s mind raced with panic.

With his sheer strength, he threw the debris away from your body and checked your vitals, his eyes focused on your face the entire time.

Open your eyes… please… mi amor…

When didn’t feel a heartbeat, he went to start cpr, but realized your ribs were broken. The broken bones had stabbed your vital organs, he couldn’t save you, it would’ve only caused more damage.

Miguel didn’t even realize he was crying until he saw his tears hit your face, muddling the dust covering your skin.

It wasn’t often he cried, hell, it took a good few minutes for him to start crying over Gabriella’s death. But after another loss, he couldn’t hold in the pain he was already barely containing.

His arms cradled your broken body with the most care possible. It didn’t matter that you were gone, you were his, the person he swore to protect.

I failed again…

Sobs ruptured through the bombing site. The boss who everyone saw as intimidating and cold, was now hunched over, sobbing over your limp body.

I failed.

I failed.

I failed…

Moon Knight System - Steven / Marc / Jake - Break-in and Murder

Steven, once again, had a late night of work at the gift shop. He was exhausted when he came home, but was more than happy to be back home after stocking shelves for hours.

He was almost tempted to let Marc or Jake front instead, but Steven wanted to see you before Jake took off to do Konshu’s bidding later in the night.

“Love, I'm back!” He says, keeping up his cheerfulness. It had been a long day, he just wants to see you.

Looking around the house, Steven felt confused. You normally rushed to meet him, to welcome him back.

Where were you?

Walking into the bedroom, Steven saw your form under the blankets.

“Love? Are you not feeling well?” He asked quietly, worried he might wake you.

You looked at peace, your hair tousled as it lays on the pillow. Your skin was a bit pale, but Steven smiled softly, assuming you were just tired, he knew he sure was.

His hand fell on your covered stomach as he sat beside you. But a warmth quickly spread over where he had applied pressure to the blanket.

Looking over, Steven nearly had a heart attack. His hand was tacky from blood that now soaked the thick comforter that’s covering you.

With fear rushing through his veins, he ripped off the covers to reveal the stab wounds littered across your torso.

A scream ripped through his chest as he quickly tried to see if you were still alive. His heart dropped when he felt your cold skin and lack of a heart beat.

Despite Jake and Marc trying to desperately front, Steven wouldn’t let them or listen to their pleads.

Instead, he grabbed your body and sobbed. His hand clasped yours, wishing yours would squeeze his, that you’d wake up and kiss his worries away.

No, no, no— what happened— love… oh god…

It took a good while for Steven to let one of the others front, but Marc took over when he got the chance.

Both had been confined to the mirrors in the bedroom, wishing they could hold you like Steven had. Instead, for over an hour, they were stuck in the mirrors, cursed to grieve from a distance.

Steven faded back into the subconscious, too drained to watch Marc from the mirror.

Jake, on the other hand, took a step back into the subconscious because he had his own plans.

Marc didn’t sob as much as Steven did, but his pain was just as bad.

He had lost so much in life, he was almost confused on how to express his grief for you.

His fingers run along your face, tracing every detail he loves so much. Marc wished you would open your eyes, but your body was long since cold.

Marc wished he complimented you more. Sure, he praised you often, but did you know how much he loved you?

His heart ached with guilt. Marc wanted to make you blush once more from his compliments and soft kisses.

He didn’t know who did this. But he would. They’d find out who did this.

They all would get justice for you.

By Konshu’s word, he swore they would.

It was Marc who called the police and watched as you were dragged away to the hospital morgue.

It was Marc who watched the security footage that showed your killer breaking into the apartment and leaving an hour later.

It was Marc who found out the explicit details that came with your murder.

Marc was the one who told Steven and Jake the details.

This shouldn’t have ever happened… but now we know. What do we do next?

Jake was the protector, or so he’s supposed to be.

Standing over your body in the freezing morgue, Jake stared at your expressionless face.

He could remember the last time you two had a date night. The night was warm as he drove the two of you around town. He could remember the beautifully warm smile that broke across your face as the date came to a close.

Jake would do anything to see that smile again.

The others had already fronted to say their final goodbyes, Jake wanted to be the last one. He wanted to talk to you one last time.

“We found out who did this, amor.” He whispered, trying to contain his wavering voice.

“They won’t get away with this…” His lips brushed your forehead.

��I’m sorry I couldn’t save you…” His tears finally fell down as he reluctantly pulled away.

As he left the hospital, Jake dawned the suit and slipped into the night, ready to enact revenge for you.

Your murderer will regret ever laying a finger on you…

Basil Stitt - Suicide

Basil hadn’t seen you in a while. Yes, part of it was because he had locked himself in his apartment, but he also just hadn’t seen you pass by his door.

He always had his eye to the peephole when you should be leaving or getting home from work.

Is that weird? Of course, but it made him feel less alone. He wanted to talk to you, but his scars contained him to his room.

Where were you? He wondered after spending an entire day looking out into the hallway.

Basil’s heart dropped when he saw movers taking garbage bags out of your apartment.

What are they doing to your things?

Despite his fear, Basil dawned his paper bag and poked his head out.

“What are you guys doing?” Basil questioned nervously.

“There was a suicide. The family wanted us to collect the person’s belongings.” The confused and hesitant workers answered.

Basil slammed his door and collapsed to the ground instantly. The paper bag tumbling to the floor as he clutched and pulled his hair.

His body trembled with grief and hatred as tears pooled on the floor.

He never was good at reacting to bad information, but this was worse.

Why did you leave him too? What did he do wrong?

First it was his face, then his job, then his family and girlfriend, but now you too?

His tears turned to screams and Basil went on a destructive rampage in his apartment, the agony overwhelming him.

He blamed himself for your death, despite barely knowing anything about it.

Maybe if he hadn’t gone into hiding, you would’ve lived. Maybe you two could’ve been lonely together.

But he was also angry.

How could you leave him after everything that happened to him? When he needed you the most?

You didn’t know though. How could you? Your neighbor, the only person you saw everyday, had disappeared for weeks without a word.

Basil knew that, but nothing could stop the emotions flooding and pouring out of him.

Why did you leave me? Why? Why?! Why?!?

Blue Jones - Murdered by a Client

Working for Blue always had its risks, and everyone knew that, including him.

But Blue didn’t expect this.

You had been bought out for the night by a rich newcomer. Nothing bad was supposed to happen.

Blue gave them permission to use you as you saw fit. As long as the merchandise didn’t get damaged, anything went.

Blue stood over your strangled body, his face neutral and flat.

Your glossed over eyes stared back at him, lips hung open loosely.

He didn’t expect his toy to be destroyed, let alone strangled to death.

Your costume was still on, but your makeup was out of place. Blue’s doll was a beautiful, broken mess.

Blue exhaled a puff of smoke as he turned to the killer, the man a sobbing mess.

“I didn’t mean to- they wouldn’t listen to me- please let me go, I’ll compensate you-“ He tried to ramble out, shutting up when the barrel of Blue’s gun pressed against his forehead.

The shot rang through the entire building. The girls and clients quickly rushed out of the other rooms to see what happened.

Screams and tears broke out from the girls as Blue pushed past everyone going to his office.

But it was once he was alone that Blue had the chance to process what happened.

Everytime he closed his eyes, he saw your dead ones. It hurt seeing something he owned in such a state.

Only one tear falls down his cheek as he reviews the footage of what happened. He always kept cameras in the rooms, it was a security measure, but he didn’t think he’d actually ever watch the footage for something like this.

Blue already knew the man was lying about why he killed you, but it hurt to watch you get choked and beg to be let go of.

The man was just angry, he only wanted to kill. You had done nothing wrong. Which made Blue mad.

He leaned back in his seat as the hot, silent tears fell down his cheeks, hidden by the cigar smoke flooding the front of his face.

Blue decided that, from the forward, he was going to be far more strict with who could touch his toys…

My poor bunny…

Poe Dameron - Spaceship Crash

You and Poe had agreed to stay safe, to meet one another after the fight concluded.

Together, you were going to celebrate the victory.

Poe knew you were an intelligent flier, that you were going to do great things for the universe.

There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that everything went well, until he joined the celebrations…

Everyone was celebrating over the successful stop to the First Order. But as Poe searched the crowds, he realized you were missing.

Fearing the worst, he darted to the medical tents, desperately looking for you. His fears were met when he saw your barely breathing body.

Poe fell to his knees besides the cot you rested on, analyzing the damage you had taken.

He called out your name, to no response.

“Their ship was shot and crashed. There were some malfunctions and the safety’s didn’t trigger. They don’t have much longer, there’s nothing we can do on such short notice.” A nurse sadly explained.

“So you're just leaving them to die out!?” Poe exclaimed in horror, his tears falling fast and hard.

Despite wanting to reprimand the nurse, he knew it would do nothing. Instead, he held your hand to his lips as he watched you until your final breath.

In your final moments, Poe had been whispering soft and loving words to you, hoping you could hear him.

“I’m so sorry I wasn��t here sooner, that any of this happened. You deserve the world, the galaxy. You helped save us. You’re a hero… you’re my galaxy…”

Poe couldn’t stop crying, and he could barely hear himself over the cheering outside.

He should’ve been celebrating with you, this shouldn’t have happened.

No one knew where Poe had gone, and hours later, Finn had to pull Poe away from your body.

Despite all reluctance, Poe eventually left your side for the night, but he didn’t stop mourning you.

That night, he spent his time in your room holding your belongings close, not wanting to lose the last bits of you he does have.

My galaxy, I’m so so sorry…

Nathan Bateman - Killed by a Prototype

You had been one of the few people Nathan trusted enough to come around the house.

Not that he ever let you go downstairs, no.

He didn’t need you to.

When first developing Ava and her predecessors, he had chosen to try and study a real person. Not through the cameras like he did later on, no.

He thought it’d be better to model the AI after someone he liked.

But he was wrong. One of the few times he had let his emotions make his decision, and it was the worst one.

While trying to work out the kinks of the AI, it had escaped. It had knocked him unconscious for long enough that it made its way upstairs.

The girl stared at you in horror as you stood in the kitchen, knife in hand from making dinner.

You looked just as shocked to see a nude woman coming up from the basement, wires hanging from her broken arm.

She even looked oddly similar to you.

Before you could even react, she tackled you, the knife going flying.

Nathan, having heard the crash, awoke and ran upstairs.

He came up from behind and broke the AI’s skull, the body falling on top of you.

“For fucks sake. That was awf…” he trailed off once he shoved the AI’s body to the side and saw you.

Nathan didn’t know how to react seeing your bleeding body, knife sticking out from where your heart is.

There was no hospital nearby, and with how glassy your eyes looked, he knew you were doomed.

Silently, Nathan sat back on his knees and feet, just staring down at your lifeless body.

He wasn’t an emotional person, but he didn’t like how he felt at that moment.

His eyes searched yours before shifting to the dead AI woman, his creation, your killer.

Nathan’s fists reacted quicker than his brain had, and before he knew it, his hands were bloody from breaking the AI down to nothing but shards.

His feet moved to the bar, and before he knew it, he had drunk a full bottle of vodka.

His knuckles, caked in dried blood, chucked the bottle at the wall. The shatters go flying, some even hitting you…

Nathan stood over your body, once again, staring down at you. His expression unclear.

After your death, Nathan was far more careful. Adding keycards to open doors, not just simple locks.

He even kept the prototypes locked up no matter what.

And who knows, maybe your death is what got him to start drinking so much…

How idiotic…

Duke Leto Atreides - Poisoning

Leto knew the dangers of loving you, yet he still did it.

He always made his love clear, practically worshiping you in private.

Leto would risk his life and title as Duke just to care for you for forever.

He wanted to propose eventually.

But your life was taken long before he had the chance.

The Duke looked down at your slumped body, your poisoned drink spilt from where your head had fallen.

In that moment, Leto regretted never marrying you.

He loved you, but in theory, it was better to stay unmarried, open to alliances with the other Great Houses.

But this wasn’t worth it.

Your life wasn’t worth it.

Leto had to keep his composure in front of his men, but in the comfort of his room, he cried. He weeped.

His sobs shook his body as remorse and grief overwhelmed his senses.

Seeing your body in such a way, it shook him to the core.

Sure, he had experienced death before, but this was different.

He loved you, and he saw where you died, he saw you dead.

Choked sobs escaped his lips as he recounted all the moments you two shared.

He wished he could’ve kept you safe, stopped you from drinking the poison.

You were in the House of Atreides, you should have been safe.

That’s what ate at him. That you died where he swore you were protected.

You died under his care.

Why you were killed, he wasn’t sure. But he swore to find out, to avenge you.

If nothing else, he’d make sure to get you justice.

He loved you, and he messed up never marrying you.

I wish I had made you mine, my dear…

Prince John - Assassination

John, the prideful idiot, should’ve never put a bounty on Robin Hood’s head.

It only made his reputation worse.

John should’ve lowered the taxes, but he didn’t.

And now all the citizens hate him, rightfully so.

But John always had you to go back to, you to love and receive love back.

You tried to reason with John, to show him he was being unreasonable and bleeding his kingdom dry.

Yet he never listened, and he now knows the danger of not listening to the advice he gets.

You had just been going about your business, crossing through the towns when you were attacked.

What was supposed to be a simple robbery, turned to an assassination. One of Robin’s troupe mates had gone rogue; they wanted to send Prince John a message.

The message was received.

John had gotten word of what happened.

He found out about how you begged for your life.

How you cried before your body was abandoned on a wooded path.

It made him angry. It made John furious.

You didn’t deserve this. You advocated for the citizens, yet you were the one killed.

John had destroyed everything in sight upon hearing of your murder.

His guards and mother had barely been able to calm him down. But once he had come down from the rage, John broke out into sobs.

He was barely consolable, all he wanted was to fall into your arms and be comforted by you.

Just one more time, John wanted to feel you caress his scalp as you reassured your love for him.

He couldn’t believe he lost you, the only person who loved him.

In spite and pure hatred, John raised the bounty on Robin Hood and his gaggle of followers.

John wanted them alive so he could execute them on your behalf, but he’d take their dead bodies as well.

As long as they were dead, he would be content.

Robin Hood… you’ll regret this… hurting my beloved…

Santiago “Pope” Garcia - Car Accident

Santi had been through so much in life, and it made him extremely overprotective of those he loved.

He always was worried and tried to protect you.

He didn’t want to risk you getting hurt, especially in the dangerous world we live in.

So why did the world still take you from him?

Santi didn’t know how to react when he got the call from the hospital.

He initially had ignored the call, thinking it was a reminder to set up an appointment or something. But when they called again a few minutes after, the blood in his face drained.

“… died… car crash…” those were the only words his brain registered the operator saying.

His heart broke into a million pieces and he felt like he was hyperventilating.

You died..? How could you die in a crash? After everything tried to do to protect you?

The call had ended and Santi sat hunched over, crying into the palms of his hands. His breathing was erratic and uncontrollable.

If he had picked up the first time, maybe he could have made it to the hospital. Maybe he could’ve said goodbye. At least, that’s what he thought.

“I’m so sorry- oh god, no…” He murmured over and over, desperately wishing it wasn’t true.

He almost wished he was at the crash, that way he could’ve seen you one last time. But now, he’s stuck waiting for the morgue to call, waiting to confirm that it’s your body on the table.

Santi’s sobs only stopped when he passed out from exhaustion.

Why did this happen to you? Why you…

Anselm Vogelweide - Shot on Accident

Anselm was known for his erratic and random behavior. That included when he’d change his mind on a whim.

Despite his absurd actions, you cared for him, as he did you.

Anselm always kept you nearby, and everyone knew that. Even people just passing through his office knew that.

He treated you differently, he treated you better than most of his other employees.

Where he’d change his mind as he saw fit with his clients, he was very firm with his decisions regarding you.

And it didn’t go unnoticed.

So when Anselm decided to raise the price out of the blue on a client, the client was pissed.

It wasn’t unexpected that a gun was going to be pulled, but the gunshot that rang out- that was a surprise.

His men had already detained the perpetrator before Anselm realized that you’d been shot.

Your hands clutched at your bleeding heart, and your eyes quickly fell shut, your body following suit.

Disregarding his squeaking leg brace, Anselm dove to collect your body in his arms.

His eyes were wide with horror and disbelief at the sight of you dying in his arms.

The world was practically silent for him as he watched you breath your last breath.

Anselm sat there for a moment, pulling your body close to his chest in an attempt to preserve your warmth. He felt an ache in his chest when you gave no response, your body limp and spilling blood.

Anselm didn’t give himself the time to mourn or cry, instead he went cold, his heart stilling for a moment as his attention turned to the shooter.

Looking through the fogged glass lens, Anselm ordered to have your killer chained up in the basement as he carried your body to another room.

For months after your death, Anselm tortured the person who killed you.

The basement became a crime scene of horrific activities. Teeth and nail pulling, breaking bones, slicing skin, it was all incomparable to what Anselm felt the murderer deserved.

They killed his dear dove. This was the least he could do.

His disappointment was immeasurable when he found the murderer dead one morning, Anselm felt far from done torturing them.

The body was disposed of swiftly, and afterwards, Anselm visited the extravagant grave he made special for you.

It was only then, after everything, that he let himself cry over your passing.

My dove…

Llewyn Davis - Suicide

Llewyn was your friend, and the two of you always helped one another out.

He needed a couch to sleep on, you were open. You needed a drinking buddy, he was there.

You both couldn’t offer much monetarily, both just trudging through life and old habits.

But you always left the window unlocked, just for him.

Llewyn hadn’t heard from you in a while, and it had just so happened, he needed a place to stay and was in the area.

Throwing open the fire escape window, he hopped through, entering your apartment.

He called your name as he wandered around, confused where you could be so late in the day.

Yet, when he arrived at the bathroom door he paused, knocking before entering.

He instantly wished he never opened the door.

In the tub, surrounded by bloodied water, he saw you. Your face was towards the window, like you were watching the sky before you died.

The sight made him nearly hurl, but the tears made it out first.

What have you done…

Just when Llewyn thought his life couldn’t get worse, you decided to leave him just like Mike did…

Of course, he knew it wasn’t actually a choice to go against him, but it still felt like he was part of why you took your life.

And that broke his heart.

If he had just visited you or bummed at your place more often, would you still have gone through with it?

He called the police after a bit of a breakdown, and a few days later, he was alerted that your only goodbye was a note scrawled with “I’m sorry.”

Maybe the note was for him, but boy, he wished there was more.

A simple “fuck you Llewyn” would’ve been better than this…

You had always asked him to play a song, but he alway said no. He always said he was too tired, that music was his work, not something he wanted to do all the time.

You never pushed him to play for you, not like other people did. So, he never played for you.

But now, in front of your grave, Llewyn played his heart out to you. His tears bouncing off his guitar, onto the frozen ground where you’d been buried.

‘If I had wings, like Norah’s dove,

I’d fly up the river to the one I love…’

Abel Morales - Accidentally Killed During Work

Abel knew the dangers of letting his employees continue their oil deliveries and solo inspections.

So many of his employees had already been attacked, yet he still took the risk.

He just didn’t expect the attacks to get worse.

Sure, some had been threatened with a gun, hell, one was kidnapped and beaten.

But this was the first time someone actually died…

Upon hearing about your death, Abel stopped in his tracks and demanded to know what happened.

He felt like his life was falling apart the moment his wife explained what happened.

After so many troubles and hoops he’s had to go through for his company, he didn’t think he’d be losing one of his best employees as well.

You were doing a simple house call and sales pitch.

That’s all it was supposed to be.

If he had known your colleague wasn’t feeling well, he wouldn’t have sent you out to the call at all.

He never would’ve guessed you’d decide to go alone…

Abel felt guilty over your death. You died because the competition was trying to send a message, or at least that’s what he assumed.

Abel held his head high as he found out about the circumstances of your death.

Apparently, the murderers were only meant to rough you up a bit and dump you just outside city limits, in a particularly snowy area.

But as you tried to run away, one of the goons tried to shoot a warning shot to get you to stop.

The bullet hit you in the Achilles tendon.

You collapsed into the dense snow instantly, crying out in pain.

In fear of getting arrested, the shooters fled, leaving you to bleed in the snow.

You died of hypothermia. You could’ve been saved.

That’s what hurt Abel the worst.

If your killers had just tried, they could’ve brought you to the hospital. But instead, they’re now awaiting a trial and eventual imprisonment.

But because they confessed, and it was an accidental death, they would be able to have parole, they could walk free one day.

To Abel, they deserved to rot in prison forever. But he didn’t have the right to oppose the judge, not when your family had already accepted the punishment.

Abel paid for the funeral, and there he saw you for the last time.

I’m sorry this happened… I’ll take care of your family from now on. I promise…

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Brb sobbing in the club rn…

For real though, thank you for reading!

Feel free to send over any requests/suggestions

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Miguel o'Hara sfw headcannons!

Some platonic, some romantic, some angsty a bit of everything if you will :}

Miguel does not know how to cook for his life, he will somehow make simple things like eggs burst in flames

On the contrary he's very good at preparing meals that don't need to be cooked like salads, sushi, fruit platters he would bring tea and fruits every morning

He is very and I mean very clingy he would be distant at first but once you're close he won't let go he would probably track you with his cameras if you stayed out for too long, he's incredibly afraid of losing you like Gabriella so he would do anything to protect in a way that doesn't destroy the canon

If you are from an earlier time period then he is, he would show you all the tech his dimension has and would love coming to your dimension to see the "primitive" technology

He would let you be the first to try on his new prototypes(if they're safe) and always uses your feedback to make them better! He even makes personalised versions for you based on the things you like

He is a very traditional guy, he would bring you flowers and make sure to get you in best wedding attire he could possibly find, the honey moon phase would last forever with him♡♡♡

If you don't understand Spanish he would try to teach you it, wanting to show his love to you in ways English couldn't convey

Miguel is AMAZING with kids, he would help Mayday with anything and keep her entertained however he doesn't this way Infront of people apart from Mayday since he gets embarrassed easily

At the start of your relationship, Miguel was a stay at home person, he'd rarely leave his apartment unless it was for a mission or he's being forced out by you or Peter

However when you became closer he developed a love for travelling and he started taking you out to restaurants, shops, nature walks wherever you like every month or so as he doesn't want to neglect you since when he became Spider-Man he became more distant with most of his loved ones and he holds you too dearly to not bring you to places with him

Miguel may accidentally become your sugar daddy, due to being the leader of spider society and constantly fighting anomalies he is often away and to compensate for his absence he will spend lots of money on you and bombard you with gifts since he doesn't want you to think he doesn't love you anymore

Miguel tears his bedsheets and other fabrics on a regular basis once there was an ice cream van outside and he was looking out the window and the music started playing and he ripped the curtains apart from being startled ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

He likes almost all music genres due to living in 2099 it's very common to hear music inspired by cultural music around the world that uses different scores, scales e.t.c as a result he will listen to practically every genre but he particularly likes ranchera, bossa nova and blues

Miguel created replicas of everything Gabriella owned since all the things such as drawings plushies clothes all disappeared along with her when the dimension collapsed and he sleeps with her plushie replicas every night (if he can even sleep) and placed her football on her offrenda (⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠෴⁠ ⁠༎ຶ⁠)

Dude is a sore loser whether it's monopoly, uno or Scrabble he will start flipping tables and shouting if he loses if not that he will huff for an hour and refuses to talk to anyone

He LOVES massages due to not being able to stick to walls and instead pulls his body weight up via crawling his back muscles be burning and sore after every mission and releasing all that tension in his back is incredibly relaxing and enjoyable for him

When he first got his DNA spliced and became 50% spider he didn't have any shots to suppress the spider DNA so often he would hiss and growl at people instead of telling them to go away like a normal person he doesn't do it anymore but he gets so embarrassed when he says someone on the street who he growled at and they look at him weird

When he first entered Gabriella's dimension he needed an excuse for having red coloured eyes, claws and fangs compared to the 'real' miguel having brown eyes and no non human features so he told Gabriella he was having a vampire transformation and Gabriella was gonna have one when she's older and she was really excited for when her fangs grew in

#atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel x reader #miguel headcanons #miguel fluff #miguel angst #miguel spiderverse

[lixxen]

Miguel O'Hara Headcannons

Specifically, how I think he would deal with the trauma of loosing his kid twice, being experimented on, and having an addiction forced onto him 🥰🥰

Written by someone who has PTSD and is always in a constant state of anxiety attacks 😎👍

Warnings: Anxiety attacks, PSTD, grieving of loved ones, nightmares

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This is written mostly in Miguel's POV, you will see what I mean towards the end. Please keep that in mind

It starts with nightmares. It almost always starts with nightmares.

They first started after he lost his daughter the first time. Right before the events of him being tested on. They started off with him simply turning and seeing his daughter. Reuniting with her.

Then they turned into reliving her dying.

At first, Miguel didn't leave his house. He couldn't see kids Gabriella's age. It hurt too much. But he had a job, so he had to

Then, the testing started.

The testing sent Miguel into a spiral. He hated what they did to him and it kept him up for hours upon hours. He couldn't sleep for a week afterwards.

His powers came with the gut wrenching feeling of not being himself anymore. He couldn't handle his own skin, the surface didn't feel correct. Too course. Too rough. Too sticky. He couldn't handle the feeling of sticking to surfaces

He would spend hours in the shower, sitting under the water. He would sit in the tub, knees pulled up to his chest as he stared at the wall. The hot water somewhat keeping him grounded as his skin felt like sandpaper against itself

Everything was too loud. Too bright. His eating habits fluctuated from eating too much to too little

He hated his powers. He hated what they did to him. He hated himself for how white his walls were, reminding him of the lab that they held him in

It took Miguel four months to be able to not see the walls and tubes that haunted behind his eye lids

Miguel broke all of his mirrors six months in.

Lyla was an easy distraction. He knew this as he developed her more. It was the most basic coping mechanism of escaping reality

Work on Lyla, work on the suit. Become Spider-Man. Throw yourself into a distraction. Justify your existence. Consume your whole life until the shell that you are is overflowing

Lyla and the job made him feel better ever so slightly.

It almost helped dull the burning of when he's gone too long without injections.

Almost.

Things like that tend to fade once their use wears off, though. They always wear off. Then the memories and the flashes would come back.

Finding out the multiverse existed felt like getting shocked with a defibrillator.

It gave Miguel a new shock to keep going. His sleepless nights were once filled with sitting in his workshop, pouring his whole brain into creating his watch

Another project, another mess to clean up, another distraction. This time universes relied on him.

Miguel met the other Spiders and felt a sense of connection. They all held similar grievances, but all dealt with it differently

Some ran. Some had therapy. Some were just unbothered.

Miguel made sure the therapist one was readily available for everyone.

When Miguel found out that there was a universe where he still had Gabriella, he became just as obsessed

Whenever he wasn't working, he would watch the universe

When he died in that universe, he knew he was meant to go

Replacing himself had made him feel alive and like he could actually be a person again. He had everything he needed. He had love. He could manage the Spiders from here

He was wrong

The world broke apart as him and he ran as fast as he could away from the breaking streets. Gabriella screamed and cried in his arms, just like before

He could see Peter B in the distance trying to help people, but it was just as fruitless. Miguel could see them dissolve under Peter's touch

Miguel's eyes widened as his daughter disappeared from his arms. He stopped in his tracks and stared at them

Again.

Againagainagainagainagain

Not again.

It took a week for Miguel to speak to the others.

He bolted up from his sleep, screams ripping from his throat and hands shaking. He watched her die, again

And again.

And again.

Again.

Holding Mayday for the first time almost made Miguel throw up.

Peter B didn't know any better. But he quickly recognized his younger leadwr was struggling with holding his baby

It took Miguel a good bit to get used to her presence

Looking down at Miles, who was only a few years older than his daughter, he felt the twisting pain in his chest.

He didn't want Miles to loose his father. He genuinely didn't. He didn't want to think about how the other Spiders had no idea about the canon when it happened, and that Miles knowingly letting his father die would be as great as a burden on Miles as holding Gabriella in his arms as she died again

Miguel didn't always like what he did, but he felt like his reason was greater than everything else

Miles not listening and putting the whole multiverse in danger had snapped something inside of him

His brain registered the risk of it all happening again. Everyone loosing everything.

Another father holding his daughter, someone who was never to hold his daughter as she died, as their universe destroyed itself. Whole civilizations destroyed over a single person and the weight of that world's demise on shoulders

For a split second, Miguel felt automated as he was suddenly back in that universe. His daughter screaming and crying in his ears. His hands flexed as his mouth moved. He'd only hold Miles for two or three days, his mouth said it to Peter B and Gwen.

Then Miles ran. His world snapped and he couldn't think. He didn't bare his teeth, but his claws had come out. Contain, do not maim.

It wasn't until Miles had placed his hands onto Miguel's suit and sapped the energy did he briefly realize what he was doing. The fall had Miguel scrambling.

Then everything blurred again.

#spider man across the spider verse #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #atsv #miguel o'hara #miguel ohara #miguel ohara headcanon #headcanon #headcanons #miguel o'hara headcanon #miguel ohara fanfic

[glitter-andgold]

General Valentina Headcannons (Saw X)

Currently planning the "Valentina lives and becomes an apprentice" AU I've been wanting to write so consider this a precursor to that! (I wasn't kidding when I said I had many headcannons about her so enjoy the ramblings of a mad man <3)

Her full name is Valentina Rosa Hernández

She was 32 years old during the events of Saw X.

This makes her younger than Cecilia & Mateo and older than Diego and Gabriella

Valentina’s birthday is on the 27th of July (thus making her star sign Leo)

Let’s those close to her call her Val for short.

Is still trying to put an exact label on her sexuality but knows for a fact she isn’t straight

Valentina struggles to fully trust and open up to people as she’s been hurt by many throughout her life; she often uses her feisty, sarcastic personality as a shield. Though if you manage to break through this prickly facade, you will find a loyal woman with a lot of love to give.

Valentina loves doing her makeup and is quite the talented makeup artist. It was almost like her pre-work relaxation ritual for the night, doing her makeup while blasting some of her favourite music.

Loves heavy metal and rock music! It was quite rare but when she was able to go to concerts, she’d be in the mosh pit.

As well as having her ears pierced, she’s also got her belly button pierced.

Has a younger half-sister named Carmen who is five years younger than her. Val loves her above all else and is fiercely protective of. Aside from this has no relationship with any of her immediate family.

Growing up it was just Valentina and her father; her mother wasn’t really in the picture. She was really close with her father. However, he passed away when she was 12.

She was then sent to live with her mother, step father and Carmen. Her mother and step-father were cold and neglectful towards her, it was always clear that they didn’t want her there.

 As a result of this she grew into a trouble making teenager.

At first, she was distant from her little sister, envious of the love her mother and step father seemed to give her. However, as the pair grew older Valentina came to realise that the amount of pressure they put on her, even from a young age, was harmful within itself. They didn’t love her, they loved the idea of her and as soon as Carmen strayed from what they wanted she was punished. From that moment onwards Valentina vowed to love and protect her sister.

In fact, she started trying to change her trouble making ways so she could be a better older sister.

Valentina left home the age of 20 after a huge argument with her mother and step-father. The only person she stayed in contact with was Carmen (and she had to fight to stay in contact with her, their mother tried to prevent it but was unsuccessful).

Had little to her name when she left home and ended up couch surfing at friend’s places for a while.

Eventually saves up enough to rent a little place of her own, it was small and little bit rundown but it was hers. Carmen ended up moving in with Valentina after also having a falling out with their parents. Times could be tough but they were happy to have each other.

Valentina always wanted to provide a better life for her sister than what she was able to and this is why Cecilia was able to convince her to join the scam. She promised Valentina a life changing sum of money in exchange for pretending to be a nurse for a couple of days. Valentina had her doubts but at the end of the day, such a large sum of money to pretend to be a nurse for a short period of time??? She’d be a fool not too, after all this was for her sister. And she’d do anything for her sister.

#saw #saw x #saw x valentina #sawposting #saw franchise #saw movies #headcannons #I am so normal about her /j #It's funny that this originally started because I wanted to headcannon a full name and age for her #And then it just spiraled from there lmao #And yes her last name is the same as her actress's pls excuse my lack of creativity there LMAO (I overthink names far too much) #Also something that's silly is I gotta lowkey hype myself up to post any writing I do 'cause I'm worried I'll somehow get it all wrong loll #Which is RIDICULOUS I know haha #But I gotta show my girl the love she deserves #cause I am forever cursed to care about characters who have little to no cannon info about them #also not to be rambling in the tags but y'all can pry sapphic Valentina from my cold dead hands <3

[greensagephase]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8kA9LP1/ I'm sorry, but this totally reminded me of nonviolent communication, and I wanted to share 🤣 I love your writing btw! The way you write Miguel's AND the reader's character development is amazing! I love seeing their relationship grow and change. The pace of the story is perfect! I can't wait for more. Tbh, you've easily become my favorite writer on here, too. <3

Anon, the timing of this!! I was thinking of upcoming chapters this weekend and ... Yes!! 🤣🤣 I can see Miguel doing this!! You made me go back and look for this edit I made back in June (I think) when I made a TikTok on Mexican headcannons for Miguel and one of them was regarding vaporub. He's definitely the type to immediately pull it out and finish it off with an egg cleanse just in case it's "ojo malo!"

Thank you for sharing this with me! It gave me a good laugh and it's so nice to see it reminded you of Nonviolent Communication!! Also, thank you so much for the lovely words!! I'm happy to see you're enjoying different aspects of the story from the character development to the pace!! And omg, I'm honored that I've become your favorite writer on here! 🥹 That means a lot to me, thank you so much! I hope you continue to enjoy the story and I don't know if you read the other few works I have but if you have, I hope you enjoyed them, too! Thank you!!! ❤️

I'm also going to leave this here because this frame of Miguel was perfect for me to edit him like this. My headcannon was that as soon as he saw Gabriella get sick he was like "vaporub!" He probably gave one to Peter B. for Mayday, too!

Have a wonderful day/night, anon!! ❤️

-Alondra

#imagine it's the middle of the night and you're coughing #this man shows up suddenly like this #you have no choice but to accept the vaporub and egg cleanse #miguel o'hara #miguel o hara #miguel ohara #atsv miguel

[flxurnati]

— && guests may mistake me as ( ana de armas ), but really i am ( fleur de leon + female + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 10/29/1995 ). i am a ( waitress at a local dinner ) and would like to stay in suite ( #312 ). i won’t be much of a bother because i am ( + resourceful, captivating, appreciative ), but i can also be ( - restraining, vulnerable, narrowing ) at times. personally, i like to ( write poetry, model, volunteer at animal shelters  ) when i have the time to relax, and my favorite snack is ( stuffed jalapenos ) to have in my suite. thank you for checking in! ( duckie, EST, 24 ).

tw: prostitution, drugs, addiction

GENERAL

Name: fleur gabriella de leon Age: 25; oct.29.1995 Place of birth: taos, new mexico Spoken languages: English, spanish Sexual orientation: pansexual Occupation: waitress 

APPEARANCE

Eye color: brown Hair color: blonde Height: 5′6′’ Scars: barely there scars from basic accidents

Tattoos: one

FAVOURITE Color: sky blue Entertainment: finding new places to hang out, reading, volunteering Pastime: reading, playing pool, hanging around the hidden gems of the malnati Drink: water, coffee, chocolate milk/hot chocolate

fleur was a downright southern girl. Growing up on a horse farm in the west she didn’t see much excitement in her life, but that never stopped the craving of adventure that coursed through her body. She was always at home, forced to be homeschooled so she could always be around to help with the horses, not that it bothered her much, there was always a certain connection she had with horses that she didn’t share with anyone else.

Even though there wasn’t much to giver her for fun as she grew up she always searched for the opportunity to sneak out, run through the woods and as she got into her teens she even went out into town and tried to make as many friends as she could, wanting to experience the things she should at sixteen years old going to parties and finding out just what a hangover feels like when you have to clean out a horse stall at five o’clock in the morning. Her parents never found out, which she didn’t think they would care much if they did, as long as she did her work they were happy. . Soon those once a week sneakouts turned into nightly events and the perfect horse girl was grabbing the attention of the town boys. They found her pretty and carless enough to take advantage of by giving her too many drinks and taking advantage of how drunk she was, fleur thought it was all for fun and didn’t realize in town she had the reputation that really made her look bad. Through the years the partying continued and the girl even was in a few relationships that never lasted, she was too much of a free spirit and even though people liked to party with her they found her just not the one to fit in.

She was eighteen when she finally graduated, and the second she did she wanted to be as far away from the good ol’ south as she could get. So applying job in chicago was the first thing she did, it hurt her parents to see their girl go but they knew being the farm girl wasn’t her and she needed to branch out.

 Though, moving wasn’t as easy as she thought. This was no small town where things were easy, her parents were far away and she was all on her own. And soon enough any job she got just… wasn’t enough. And one night after being kicked out of her third apartment; too prideful to go home the girl was walking down the road when a man in a fancy car pulled up, gave her a price and waited for an answer. Fleur didn’t want to do it but… she was used to this. Back home it was almost the same and this time she would be paid, enough to get her a room for a week. Only this didn’t end on that one night. She slipped back into alcohol and drugs to get through the night and soon she was just being passed back and forth from person to person, trying to make it through the week in a fog. It was bad. Fleur was losing everything she knew but didn’t know how to break out of the chain of addiction until she soon had to be forced into seeking help.

25 and attending AA meetings seemed to help slightly but she still needed a place, a home one of the people running the group saw real progress from the girl and they gave her enough money for a room and to keep her going for a month and she wont have to pay them back if she can keep sober. still, she did also manage to get a job at an alright diner close by to keep things good for herself. she is grateful for this turn in her life... but she struggles a lot not to relapse into her old life of easy money and a cloud to keep her up.

it had been a few months of being sober, and fleur really was doing better, a waitress wasn’t the best job but it had it’s perks; being able to flirt with all the customers. 

HEADCANNONS

✘- on the weekends she likes to volunteer at animal shelters. it’s no farm but it reminds her of where she came from.

✘- she leaves notes around for her roommates to find. some are silly little things that motivate them through the day and others are about food they need in the fridge. 

✘- because she in in recovery for her drug/alcohol addiction she is trying really hard to stop. some nights are better than others but sometimes she has to fight herself as hard as she can from not calling a dealer 

✘-sometimes she is afraid of walking into an old client. the fancier men would treat her to nicer stays at the fancier hotels... and one was usually the malnati for a night. she always loved the cool and clean sheets, showers, and the view that would come with the room and being with a rich man. 

AESTHETICS

vhs tapes, rain drops sliding down the window of a parked car, puddles that beg to be splashed in, warm borrowed flannels and soft cotton shirts, long naps in the sun, sticky notes and ink smudged hands, beat up paperback novels that smell like home, baked cookies, popcorn, melodious  voices ,  stories  without  happy  endings ,   slow  music, bare  feet  in  the  mornings ,   naturally  rosy  lips ,   loose  blouses ,   sunshine ,   the  rain  speaks  quietly ,  blooming  gardens ,  tangled  hair  ribbons ,   from  the  dirt  a  flower  must  grow ,  soft  pillows .

CONNECTIONS

/   sisters   /   skinny  love   /   ex - friend  with  whom  she  had  a  falling  out   /   familial  relationships   /   roommates   /   bad  influence   /   unlikely  friends   /  old client    /   aa member who helps her   /   exes   /   someone who comes by the hotel restaurant and always requests her

bianca salazer - (ex-best friend): these two were inseparable. parties, alcohol, and drugs were their normal night out and when it came to being their for each other it was night or day for the two. but when fleur caught up in rehab and she felt like she just needed to distance herself from that life. it was hard enough battling herself from relapsing. and it risked the greatest friend she ever had. fleur wants so badly to reconnect but she is afraid of being tempted.

jackson allen - (friend/volunteer buddy): jackson and fleur first met at the dog shelter, he and fluer volunteer there and when they found out they both lived at the malnati she wanted to be closer with him. now she’s just glad she has another friend living so close.

harlow - (fluer’s favorite youtuber): when fleur found out that harlow, her favorite yourtuber and local singer was in the same building as her she definitely fan girled. fleur has been watching harlow forever and now she gets to listen to her in person at the malnati.

#malnatiintro #about

[skyrim-said-that]

Please,,,momther,,,feed us the modern brotherhood content,,,möär headcannons

ok so the wifi in my whole goddamn town has been out since last night, just got it back now lmao. Big thank you to @hircineisafurry bc she is the one who helps me make sense of my headcanons and make them even better! also like a bunch of these are mostly hers anyways.

Ok lets start with them all living in one house.

they all live in one house near where college kids live so having so many adults in one house is normal and also if anything weird happens is more likely to go unnoticed.

Basically, they function the same as in Skyrim but out of a house where they fight over 3 bathrooms and a pool

Technically Astrid and Arnbjorn own the house and you bet your ass Arnbjorn abuses that fact.

“My house my rules” is used often

Arnbjorn walks around naked to establish dominance 

"I'll put on pants when you start paying rent, Nazir"

Arnbjorn: “stop touching my FUCKING THERMOSTAT”

Literally anyone in the house who isn't nord: “Arnbjorn it's FUCKING COLD”

Gabriella has one of those incense diffusers in her room, she also has lots of crystals and stuff

Babette's room is dark so she can't keep her plants in there, but she has a HUGE garden in the backyard that she tends to as night

Lis is kinda like owning a large scary dog. She has free roam of the house like a golden retriever

Festus lived in the poolhouse instead of the main house. Nobody made him or anything but its better this way.  Due to a large number of explosions, the pool house has been soundproofed and the smoke detectors have been removed.

Despite living in the poolhouse, he can nearly always be found in the main house. In boxers and a robe most of the time.

Babette catfishes for a living and it's amazing 

Both Gabriella and Babette keep succulents but Babette keeps them mostly for medicinal uses while Gabriella has far more and has named them

Arnbjorn has a lot of candles but like, man scents (someone ask me about this im begging you)

Chores don't go over well. The idea of a chore wheel was entertained but was unexplainably burned to dust.

Arnbjorn: claims he doesn't have to do chores because it's his house

Festus: doesn't live inside so he's out

Babette: sleeps all day so that's that

gabriella: pitches in a little but ultimately gets distracted

Astrid vacuums because she can't stand the dog hair (Arnbjorn) but that's it

"Arnbjorn you're shedding EVERYWHERE"

 "babe I have never once turned in this house."

the truth about the dog hair is that meeko was in the house courtesy of the listener

god yall have no idea how much i enjoy talking about this i love you guys

#modern db #badjoffery #ask

[xxkellsvixen19xx]

Jim Mason Mpreg Headcannon

Requested by Anon

First headcannon sorry if kinda sucky...

Headcannon for Jim Mason Mpreg

. known to party, pop pill, drink, smoke weed, shrooms ect this was his escape for horrible home life

. Jim meets Y/N at a beach party, sister to one of the guys that he hangs out with, she's not really a partier like they are.

. Y/N is special her and Jim hit it off instantly

. Jim & Y/N start dating and hanging out every chance they get

. One night Y/N & Jim have sex (months after meeting, they have fallen hard for one another)

. One day Jim notices he doesn't feel well, he thought maybe it was the flu or a virus but it lasted longer than it should plus was only sick in the morning.

. Jim tells Y/N… “Maybe your pregnant.” She says. She gets a pregnancy test.

. Nervously you two await the results, a pink cross pops up on the stick indicating for sure Jim is pregnant.

. Y/N takes Jim's hand “I know your struggling maybe you should get help.” Jim agrees plus with being pregnant he wanted to do what was best for the baby as well as himself.

. Jim is admitted to a phyciatric unit to get the help he need, therapy detox and medication to finally get his life back on track.

. 3 weeks later Jim is released feeling better than ever, Y/N is there to see him on that day.

. Jim and Y/N decorate the nursery getting ready for the baby's arrival.

. Time passes and Jim & Y/N welcome a baby girl into the world they name her  Gabriella.

*If ideas to add more message me

#jim mason #tribes of palos verdes #headcannon

[bisexualsharpay]

Can we have some Troy birthday headcannons? (Also for the other Wildcats if you feel up to it)

Troy, Gabriella and Sharpay all have one thing in common: they grow up with big birthday parties, but grow to hate these big shenanigans when they’re older.

Troy actually never likes the big parties that he feels he has to throw because he’s the cool kid; he’d much rather just spend the day with his family and his closest friends.

Gabriella’s birthday always seems to coincide with the annual Montez family reunion when she's younger. She suspects Maria is behind this, because she doesn’t want her daughter to feel alone on her birthday. Gabriella appreciates that, but she loves simple birthdays more - a date night with Troy or a girls night with Taylor and Kelsi, that kind of thing. However, she does love throwing big parties for her friends’ birthdays.

The Evans twins always throw big birthday bashes when they’re younger and Sharpay loves them, but after she turns 30, she refuses to acknowledge her birthday is even happening.

Troy is also very aware of the reality of time and ageing. He gets an existential crisis pretty much every birthday starting with his 25th. One time, Gabriella thinks of deliberately ignoring his birthday so he doesn’t have to suffer the crisis, but she knows that would backfire and would make him doubt her love for him.

As an adult, Ryan loves throwing elegant dinner parties for his birthday. He tries to throw it for both him and Sharpay, but Sharpay prefers getting drunk and making bad decisions in her 20s. However, she gets roped into participating in the dinner parties after her 20s, even though she refuses to acknowledge that it’s her birthday party, too. (It gets very awkward when Troy and Gabriella show up to Ryan’s 32nd birthday dinner and bring a gift for both twins.)

Chad celebrates his birthday according to the 3 B’s: basketball, beer and bros.

Taylor is not into birthdays at all (never has been), but when she becomes a mum, she does organize educational birthday parties for her kiddos, taking them to the museum and such.

Kelsi is used to spending her birthday with just her parents when she’s young, but after the events of HSM1, she finds Troy and Gabriella on her doorstep on her birthday and she can barely hold back the tears.

Zeke always bakes personalized cakes for his friends for their birthdays, so when he turns 30, Troy, Chad and Jason decide to return the favour. It’s (obviously) a disaster and it messes up everyone’s stomaches really badly. Chad tries to put the blame on Gabriella for lending them her and Troy’s kitchen and not warning them about the damn salmonella risks.

#high school musical #headcanon #mine: headcanon #mine #benignbitch19 #ask #you already knew all of these we discussed them yesterday #but anyway

[onlyfreds]

Elijah dating a more curvy/plus sized girl who bakes and cooks headcannon(s)?

Thank you so much for requesting this! 💖

My headcannon night is done!

Elijah Dating a Plus-sized!girl Who Loves Baking and Cooking

TW: mentions of food, insecurities

Elijah would just adore anything you bake/cook

Whenever he has a bad day, his mood would just immediately go from anger to pure happiness when he comes in and smells your cooking/baking

He would also love watching you bake/cook

Like he would just literally just lean by the doorframe and watch you until you notice him

Elijah would also try cooking for you - getting all shy and apologize because it might not be that good

He’d also practically beg you to teach him how to cook/bake

That would soon turn into a hobby he does whenever he’s stressed (aside from reading)

Despite what you say, Elijah would insist that he LOVES your curves

He would always hug you, insist that you sit on his lap (“I’m a vampire love, you don’t have to worry about me.”)

But when Hayley comes into the equation and starts flirting with him - you start to get insecure

How could you not? She’s beautiful, her body is practically still perfect despite her just giving birth to Hope

Elijah immediately senses your discomfort and reassures you that you’re always beautiful and perfect for him

Whenever Hayley is around, he’ll always make sure to steer away from her flirting and give you a kiss on the lips and let you know how much he loves you and how beautiful you are

#gabriella’s headcannon night #elijah mikaelson #elijah mikealson imagine #elijah mikealson x reader #elijah x y/n #elijah mikaelson fluff #elijah mikaelson x y/n #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson imagine #the originals #the originals fanfiction #the originals family #mikaelson family x reader #daniel gillies x reader #daniel gillies oneshots #daniel gillies #the vampire diaries

[onlyfreds]

Ty so much for the tag, lovely! ♡, ofc we all know I'm gonna talk about Remus...

HEADCANONS: Remus with Ravenclaw!Reader, how they met, perhaps how they are always competing (who gets the higher grades? Who masters a spell faster? Romantic rivals <3.), how he reacts with PDA too if it fits! < 3.

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Remus Dating a Ravenclaw

You and Remus first met at the Hogwarts library (honestly where else would you two meet)

The both of you were reaching for the same book at the same time and both of you weren’t going to back down easily

So after a slight staring contest, he decided to back down and find another copy

and that marked the start of your little academic rivalry

everyday was a basically a competition of who could get a higher grade, who could answer more questions, who could earn more house points

Your grades were basically either the same or one of you would either be higher by a single point

Remus’ strong suit was Charms so he’s always able to one up you there

your strong suit was potions so you’re always better than him there

and after numerous remarks from your classmates (and teachers) - Remus finally got the courage to ask you out

He isn’t the type to be huge on PDA, but if someone’s flirting with you and doesn’t get the hint he’ll swoop in and press a kiss to your lips

but he’ll always have a hand around your waist or interlocked with yours though

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Exchanging books with remus for headcannon night

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Exchanging Books with Remus

It all started when you read your favorite book to Remus and he happened to love it too

Ever since then, you two would pick out a book every month that you’d swap then by the end of the month you two would discuss about the books you exchanged

James and Sirius would often tease you two since it’s your little thing

”Aaw, look at you two, on a reading date.”

”Two lovebirds swapping books, I bet there secret messages hidden inside.”

”Sod off James, use all your energy to annoy Lily instead.”

On days after his transformations, you would always stay by his side at the hospital wing and read to him

He’d always be sure to share his thoughts real time

“That was stupid of him.”

”Rem, I’m sure it serves a greater purpose.”

”Still. It’s a stupid decision.”

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For headcanon night -

friends to lovers love confession with remus??

- @theoreticslut

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Friends to Lovers Love Confession with Remus

You and Remus were best friends ever since the first day you met. (Cliche, I know)

You were always there for him and he was always there for you.

had a rough day? He’s reading you your favorite book. That time of the month? He’s handing you some chocolate. Need help with some homework? Just call him (I mean, he also calls you when he needs help)

He also didn’t tell you about his “furry little problem” fearing that it might drive you away from him

this was also the same reason he didn’t admit his undying love for you and you didn’t admit yours

EVERYONE thinks that you guys would be the perfect couple. Merlin, even the professors have a bet on when you’d get together

Literally the only time you see Lily and James get along is when try to set you two up to finally admit your feelings

but this only actually happens when you discover he’s a werewolf

Who are we kidding, he didn’t tell you of course - you figured it out all on your own

”I’m your best friend Remus!” You confronted him, feeling betrayed and hurt, “Didn’t you think that it wasn’t any important to let me know?!”

”Don’t you understand?” He would argue, “I was trying to protect you!”

”Oh yes, because I’m some damsel in distress who can’t defend herself.”

”No you idiot. Because I love you!”

You were about to shoot some smart remark when you stopped in your tracks, “You love me?”

”I’ve loved you ever since the beginning.” Remus confessed, “I was just scared…that it would break us.”

Gently approaching him, you stepped on your tip-toes to press a short kiss to his lips, “If anything, it makes us stronger.”

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could you do headcannons of the weasley twins falling for a someone who has a special in bugs and plants? btw love you work and have a great day!! :]

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Fred dating Someone Who Loves Herbology

He would honestly think that it is the cutest thing ever

Especially when you’re so concentrated

When he can’t find you anywhere, he knows the place where to find you - the greenhouse

He also knows that whenever you’re stressed, this is your go to place

Fred sometimes just stands by the door of the green house and watches as you tend to the plants

Sometimes you would talk to the plants, which you find embarrassing but Fred just melts at the sight of it

Sometimes he helps you out with the plants just to watch your smile

After finding a ladybug in the greenhouse, you and Fred decided to keep it in a jar since it was so cute

Fred would be so overprotective (so much more than you) when it comes to the ladybug

”Who moved the jar to the window?”

”I did.”

Fred scrambles to move the jar away, “George, do you really want to burn the bug? The sun is shining so brightly, you just might kill her. How could you?”

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I have a head cannon that Fred is a good baker, he loves to bake to calm himself down. So one time when the reader walks in to see him bake a fancy cake, they just watch mesmerised at how much dedication he puts into the cake 🍰

And well obviously they run up to fred and hug him cus he is huggable 💖💖

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Discovering that Fred Bakes

Let’s all get one thing straight: whenever Fred loves doing something, he gets super focused on it

And in the 5 years that you’ve been dating Fred - you never thought that he knew how to bake

Much less love to do it

Turns out baking is his stress reliever

You had just came home from work when you seemed to be calling Fred’s name to empty space

But entering the kitchen, you could see him immersed in baking a cake

Leaning against the doorframe, you can’t help but admire how he was so dedicated - using all of his energy to make sure that the cake turned out as perfect as possible

Just like how he does with the joke shop and you

After a while of watching him, you snuck up behind and hugged him from behind

“Hi love, didn’t hear you come in.” Fred greeted, turning around in your arms as he gave you his award winning smile and the streak of flour on his cheek

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