#like he learned how to braid their hair and is aware of their interests and how they are as adults!

[vanderlesbian]

rdr2 men as girl dads

arthur, charles, john, dutch, + hosea

technically gn reader, but some things may be interpreted as being more fem? you are the other parent of the child

arthur morgan

+ he would definitely go to the women in the gang (and you of course, but he'll be more shy about it) to ask them questions. "is this what you ladies like?" before he gives his daughter a gift.

+ he'll document basically her entire life in his journal; write entries about her biggest moments and their times together, and he'll draw her all the time. there will be pages that are just covered in drawings of you and your daughter.

+ the other gang members would tease arthur for being "so soft" around his daughter and he probably gets real flustered about it, but you think it's adorable how gentle he is with her.

+ she will make flower crowns or put flowers in arthur's hair and a lot of the time he'll forget about it, so he'll walk around camp or even go out riding with a braid and flowers in his hair.

+ of course, your daughter would have some kind of knowledge as to what the gang does, but arthur will still try to hide violence from her. he'll make up silly excuses as to how he gets cuts or bruises, and he tends to hide his guns when around her. hell, he won't even really smoke when in her presence.

+ arthur is very accepting, and that especially applies to your daughter. if she wants to travel the world, he'd support it. if she said she wanted to be a dinosaur, he'd try his best to help her achieve that. the only thing he would say no to is being a gunslinger.

+ arthur's daughter would be a girl constantly surrounded by love. i can imagine her being artistic and creative like her dad, with the ability to get along well with anyone she meets. she would also be very expressive and bold, feeling that she can be whatever she wants.

charles smith

+ crafts dolls and other toys for her!!

+ he'll take your daughter out on nature rides or walks and will teach her all about animals and their importance. especially when she's a baby; he just finds it comforting to have a little friend he can talk to, even if she doesn't respond.

+ charles would be SO protective of his daughter. he would definitely teach her important rules of survival and how to handle weapons because he believes she can take care of herself, but he also can't help but step in immediately when the smallest altercations happen.

+ he also knows how cruel the world can be, and he doesn't want his daughter experiencing any of that. he likes to keep everything pg around her; if micah or someone is being inappropriate around her, charles will get upset quickly.

+ you can learn a lot from children, and charles is well aware of that. he's such an attentive listener when your daughter speaks to him, and will act like everything she says is revolutionary. he'll bring up a fact you've never heard of in a conversation with you, and when you ask him where he learned that from, he'll nudge his head towards your daughter.

+ i think charles' daughter would be a mini version of him, minus his use of violence lol. she would be quiet and only open up to those shes comfortable with, and would be very passionate about those she loves and the things she cares about.

john marston

+ you will always be able to tell when john dressed her because what in the hell is she wearing?

+ the goofiest dad but he's trying his best he swears!!

+ he's not the most vocally affectionate dad out there, but he'll randomly show up with gifts because he'll remember his daughter mentioning that she liked a specific item.

+ he'll also show affection by teaching her things. he doesn't really know what young girls would find interesting, so he just kind of assumes she would enjoy horseback riding or something of the sort. will definitely feel awkward if she expresses that she's bored.

+ john is trying, but he doubts himself and will always come to you for reassurance. he feels a lot better after speaking with you about things. "i'm just...bad at this stuff. you think she even likes me?" "john, she loves you more than anything, and i do too."

+ he's so bad at playing pretend, but he tries his hardest and you think it's so funny. if arthur catches him playing dolls with your daughter, he'll definitely tease him about it later. "dad, use your girl voice!"

+ a daughter raised by john marston would probably be rather shy, but also very kind, patient, and understanding. she might also take on some of her dad's sarcasm.

dutch van der linde

+ he would spoil his baby girl ROTTEN. he just can't seem to ever say no to her and will end up going into town himself to get a new stuffed animal for the kid the moment she asks for one.

+ dutch would definitely boast about how smart his daughter is. he would teach her to read and write as soon as possible and would feel so proud when she tells him about the things she read or wrote about. "she gets it from me, of course."

+ he would quite literally kill for his daughter. he's definitely the scary dad, but like in a way that she will casually bring up "oh yeah my dad has killed people" on first dates.

+ dutch's daughter would definitely be one to have a rebellious phase. i think he would tend to insist that she stays at camp because it's safest, but he would raise a girl that's curious about what the country is like outside of her tent. there would be many instances where dutch will send someone out—or himself to go find her after she steals a horse and runs off somewhere.

+ i feel like he would want to name his daughter something like...antique, or based off of some character from literature. things like ophelia, elizabeth, athena, victoria...

+ i actually think that dutch would raise a rather fiesty daughter. educated and bold, i think a daughter raised by the leader of the van der linde gang would grow to be a leader herself.

hosea matthews

+ i think hosea was born to be a girl dad.

+ he would so have a nickname for her that would stick with her for the rest of her life. something cute like dew drop or honey bee; and sometimes even the other gang members would call her by that nickname.

+ with the way hosea sits and listens to the women in the camp, he would do the same with your daughter. although he can be a stern parent when needed, he'll always listen to her before doing anything else.

+ he'd love to teasingly embarrass her in front of the others. "remember when you were wearing diapers until you were four years old?" "dad!"

+ HE KNOWS HOW TO DRESS A BABY!! and he would be so proud of himself. he'd probably be more excited over baby clothes than you.

+ oh he would treat her like a princess. i imagine him reading her fairytales as a child and will play along with her when she pretends to be a princess. if he could, he would build her a castle.

+ i believe that hosea would raise a humorous, kind hearted girl, who can also be rather mischievous. i can imagine his daughter being very outgoing and friendly, but very serious when needed.

#red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption #rdr2 #rdr1 #arthur morgan #charles smith #dutch van der linde #john marston #hosea matthews #x reader #headcanons #fluff #gn reader

[midnightstar16]

Aemond Targaryen x Reader (Chamber Maid)

Word count: 1.2k

You had just been appointed as the chamber maid of prince Aemond. The red keep was almost always short of staff so it had not been that big of a deal to anyone but you. You hadn’t really been working long enough to be qualified as a chamber maid so at first, it came as a bit of a shock.

To your delight, being Aemond’s chamber maid didn’t require you to interact with the prince himself. At dawn, he would leave for his morning drills with Ser Criston and you’d quickly finish your work then and leave. There was never much to do in his chambers for he kept them quite organised and in place. So, in order to keep you busy, you would be assigned to look after princess Helaena’s children.

You quickly bonded with them and they too, grew fond of you. You would take them to the palace gardens or play with them in princess Helaena’s rooms and more often than not, you would find the one-eyed prince present. You’d heard uncountable stories of him, most of them about how hideous he was, how no girl in court would ever be interested him. But when you first laid eyes on him in the gardens, you realised that all those people couldn’t have been more wrong and you would catch yourself stealing glances at him whenever you could. Sometimes he’d return the eye-contact and you would quickly look away in embarrassment.

Only after two weeks of cleaning Aemond’s chambers every day, you dared to pick up a candlestick and hold it against the wall of books that was there near the prince’s bed. Each shelf was divided by genre and each book laid out alphabetically. Even though you were of low status, you’d learned how to read as a child and never stopped since.

You knew the red keep had a library but it was available to few. To have found such a treasure at hand seemed like a gift of the gods. You quickly took out a book from the bottom shelf where you hoped he wouldn’t notice. It was small enough to fit in your pocket. With your heart beating against your chest, you rushed out.

When the prince entered his chambers after sunrise, he had almost instantly seen a book missing from his collections but when he saw that it had returned to its exact place 2 days later, Aemond knew it had been you. He had been made aware of his new chambermaid that he would often find stealing glances at him whenever she was assigned to look after his sister’s kids. You didn’t look at him the way others did, with horror and disgust but with a certain awe that Aemond quickly fell for. He would start finding excuses to be near the little Targaryens, to be near you. He loved the way you would look away, your cheeks turning red, the way you would laugh and smile, the way you kept your hair in a messy braid.

Once you were sure that the prince wasn’t seeing one of his books missing, you started taking more of them right after finishing the one before. You were always more than careful with the books, treating them as if they were worth more than the most expensive diamonds in Westeros and always made sure to keep them right back.

As more days passed by, you started getting more comfortable with your new life. You were starting to like it but you knew you could never actually ever approach prince Aemond with your growing feelings for him, and it hurt like a knife in the heart.

2 months had gone by and your life was going by smoothly. You followed your morning routine and entered Aemond’s chambers to quickly change the sheets and finish up with a bit of light dusting. But just as you would every 2-3 days, you first went to the bookshelf and kept your most recent read back on its place.

You held the candlestick up high and found a book that certainly piqued your interest. You stepped on your tip-toes and tried to reach for it but failed. Each time your hand barely even touched the book. Just as you were about to give up, you saw a hand from behind you take it. For a second your heart stopped for you knew who it was. You could feel his breath on your neck and it raised every strand of hair on your skin. You turned slowly, your back now resting on the bookshelf. You had never seen Aemond so up close and he was perfect. He was wearing a loose white cotton shirt which gave him a much more homely look. It’d seemed as if he had worn his eyepatch in a hurry, as if he was scared about what you would think. You looked into his eye and he in yours and you never wanted this moment to end. But it did, perhaps a lot later than it should have but a lot earlier than you’d preferred.

Ser Criston was out of the capital for some urgent business and Aemond had stayed behind in his chambers that morning. He’d actually been looking forward to seeing you in his chambers where he could talk to you without suspicion. The prince had gone as far as to even keep your favourite foods and drink ready but now that felt like it would be too much.

“My prince, I am so sorry! I never should’ve taken-“ you were cut off abruptly.

“ ‘The Hidden Mysteries of Qarth’,” the prince read out the title, “You have good taste, little thief.” The corners of his lips turned into a small smile. You had expected him to be absolutely furious but perhaps not.

“My prince, I’m no thief. I’ve only ever borrowed your books and I always kept them back in perfect condition. I know it was wrong… but I never stole anything,” You spoke anxiously. If he wasn’t angry before, he’d probably be now, you thought to yourself. But out of all the things you had expected, you hadn’t expected him to laugh. Well, he didn’t laugh but he was grinning and it was amazing. Regardless of the consequences, you would cherish this scene till the end of your days.

“Take it,” he held the book in his hand. You hesitated; what if it was simply a test? What if he was waiting for you to take it and then punish you for taking his books without expecting any consequences? The endless thoughts ran in your head as your eyes went from the book to Aemond’s violet eye but his remained on yours.

“I won’t hurt you,” He spoke in the softest of voices, “Consider it a gift.”

You knew the blood had risen to your cheeks and made you look like a flustered fool. Finally extending your hand, you took the book from the prince, “Thank you, my prince.”

So, it seemed as though he had already known, and that your efforts to remain sly remained only as efforts.

You didn’t see Aemond in his chambers again and you’d stopped taking his books out of guilt and embarrassment but only a few days later you found a new book at your bedside and inside it a note.

It is one of my favourites, tell me what you think

You knew who it was from even though there was no note and couldn’t help but smile and melt.

#hotd #house of the dragon #house of dragons #aemond x y/n #aemond targaryen #house targeryen #ewan mitchell #fanfic #aemond x reader #hotd aemond #aemond fanfiction #aemond one eye

[lvrslvt3]

ROMANCE BOOKS | s. reid

main masterlist | spencer masterlist

pairings : reader x spencer reid

summary : established relationship, reader begins to feel inferior for her boyfriend spencer reid.

warnings : reader feeling insecure

notes :

ofcourse i knew that spencer reid was a genius — it was one of the first things that anybody noticed about the agent except from his beautiful face — but even after dating him for almost two months i was still in shock everyday of his brain.

he never put me down, or purposely made me feel little, but i had been recently finding ways to do so myself. it started when he would ramble on and i couldn’t comprehend what he was saying. when he would have to repeat things multiple times until i understood.

somehow i had managed to hide the nagging emotion despite him being a behavioural analyst until finally it all boiled over the first time he visited my house.

“i’ve never been in here before.” the curly headed man seemed nervous to be in my bedroom but i sent him a comforting smile in hopes of calming him. “well, make yourself at home.” i placed myself down on my bed, “you can look around if you like.”

“are you sure?” spencer seemed hesitant. he stood by my doorway as if he had never seen a bedroom before mine but i assumed it was because he hadn’t been in many girls rooms — a fact i didn’t believe until he promised me it was true.

“ofcourse, go ahead, i’ll go and change.” i climbed off of my bed and walked over to him, “if you’re uncomfortable, you can leave, okay? i promise i won’t hold it against you.” i placed a chaste kiss on his cheek before grabbing clothes and leaving.

it only took me ten minutes until i was ready for bed. i wore sweatpants and a simple tank top, then braided my hair so it would stay out of my face while i slept. i made sure to take my time before finally re entering.

luckily, he was still in my room. he was by my bookshelf, studying each of my books and making me rethink every book i had ever bought. when he turned to me, he smiled but didn’t move from his spot.

“i brought your favourite sweatshirt.” he referred to the folded item of fluffy clothing on my bed. spencer took awhile before he was able to share his clothes but after he started letting me it was hard to stop.

“i knew i invited you for a reason.” i giggled to let him know i was joking while i slipped the fluffy material over my head. when i was done he had turned back to my bookshelf, picking up another book.

“what’s this one about?” he flipped over the cover so i could see, but i knew that he already knew after he read the blurb on the back. i shrugged, “nothing, it’s just a silly romance book.” i brushed it off.

he furrowed his brows, “do you like romance?” he questioned although i already knew that he was aware of the answer since most my bookshelf was romance, mixed with a couple dramas and thrillers.

i didn’t answer audibly — simply shrugged but he continued to stare at me, he knew something else was up. “you don’t have to pretend to like my books, spence, i know they don’t interest you.”

he placed the book back in where he found it. “why would you say that?” he sat beside me on the edge of my bed, “i may not read romances but i understand it’s appeal. just because i wouldn’t read it doesn’t mean it’s a bad book.”

i shook my head, “compared to yours, they’re silly.” i muttered, leaning my head against his chest and hoping that he would just let this conversation die without any confrontation.

“people read for lots of different reasons, y/n.” he held me closer and brushed his fingers through my hair, “i do it for facts, to learn. but you do it for entertainment, and that’s okay. both are okay.” he tried to comfort me.

“i’m sorry, spence, it’s just sometimes i feel…” i wasn’t sure how to place my words in a non offensive way, “stupid compared to you, but that’s not your fault. i just get in my own head.”

“you’re way smarter than i could ever be.” he retorted quickly, “you always know what to say to people, how to comfort people. you always make me feel safe and welcomed no matter how hard i close myself off.”

“sometimes i struggle when i see you approach things so easily. like when we had to babysit henry and you knew how to react to his every single move and i couldn’t even talk to my own godson.”

i shook my head, “henry loved you, spence.” i remind him, but he continued. “you already let me know that and left no space for me to doubt myself. now it’s my turn.” he laid a kiss on top of my head afterwards.

“did you realise that romance helps grow our understanding of other people. it encourages empathy.” he stated while i hummed along, a soft smile on my face at his sweet words.

“trust me, i won’t.” i smiled while leaning further into him. “did you know, romance books can help you identify what turns you on or what gives you pleasure because sometimes you just don't know until you read about it?”

i chuckled — caught of guard by his question — but answered as if it was a normal thing to ask. “nope.” i chirped back. “well i guess you didn’t know that doing a buddy read with a partner may also spice up your relationship as well.”

i giggled slightly at my boyfriend, causing him to chuckle. “well i have the perfect book for us.” i grinned at him before hopping off of my bed and trying to find what i was referring to.

#spencer reid #spencer reid one shot #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminalminds imagine

[callsign-rogueone]

allies - b.s.

cadet!Brennan Sorrengail x cadet!reader (part of my Brennan and Duchess series!) ✉: Would you mind telling us how they got each others attention in Basgiath? What made them fall for each other in the first place? words: 801 🏷: no book spoilers and no triggers! just bb bren and duchess meeting in year one at gauntlet training + a little happy moment from threshing day (and some info that will be relevant later in their story hehe). italics are spoken in Tyrrish!

Your foot slips out from underneath you, and there’s no recovering from it -- you’re falling. You manage to grab onto the nearest rope, the rough fibers burning your skin as they slide through your hands. Your descent slows, but you still hit the ground hard enough to wind you. You lie flat on your back for a moment as you attempt to catch your breath, just grateful to be alive.

A familiar face enters your vision; a boy in your wing whose name you can’t remember. He’s cute, his hair falling over his forehead in soft waves as he leans down, light brown eyes watching you with concern. “Are you okay?”

You blink at him, stunned at the sound of the words you’ve only ever heard from your parents. How hard had you hit your head? “You speak the old language.”

He nods in confirmation that you’re not losing your grip on reality. “My father taught me. The ancient languages are a passion of his.” His pronunciation could use some work, but he’s got the vocabulary down. 

He extends an ink-stained hand, and you take it, letting him pull you to your feet. 

“How did you know I was Tyrrish? That I spoke the language?”

He blushes, suddenly shy. “I saw you use it to write your notes for Battle Brief. And your hair. I’ve only seen braids like that on portraits of the old queens in history books. It’s beautiful.”

Your cheeks warm at the compliment -- Tyrrish doesn’t have the same parts of speech or grammatical structure as Navarrian, so his use of it, likely referring to your intricate hairstyle, could have very well been him calling you beautiful in your entirety.

“Thank you,…” you hesitate, trying to remember his name — he keeps to himself, and he’s never been a threat to you, so you had never learned it.

“Brennan,” he offers. A good name. Strong. 

You smile at him. “Nice to meet you, Brennan.”

The crisp accent you say his name in stirs something in his chest.

For a moment, everyone else ceases to exist. You’re the only people out here, the only two who can understand this conversation, who are aware of the magnetism between you.

You still can’t look away, both of you locked in place as you commit every detail of the other to memory; the small scar on his chin, the way his eyelashes move as he blinks at you, the light wash of freckles across his nose… the pattern of your braids, the impeccable neatness of the stitches holding your patches to your uniform, the soft curiosity in your eyes…

Something tells you to trust this boy with the soft voice who knows your language and recognized your traditions, who is looking at you like you'd hung the stars in the sky. 

“Allies?” you ask.

“Allies,” he agrees.

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You whistle across the flight field, and Brennan’s head snaps toward the sound, every muscle in his body relaxing as he spots you.

There’s a massive black dragon behind you, the largest of the group you’d seen at Presentation, the one that had taken interest in you from the start of the term. She stands with the same regal posture as you as she surveys her surroundings, appraising the rest of the freshly bonded cadets and their dragons.

You’re grinning from ear to ear, unable to contain your joy. You want nothing more than to run to Brennan and embrace him, but you keep your feet planted to the ground until you’re told to line up to have your names recorded by the scribe.

“Banriondorcha,” you state to the group of officers. A few pairs of eyebrows raise, including the General’s, but they quickly replace the concern on their faces with flat disinterest.

Professor Kaori is the first to speak, the only one who smiles at you. “I was wondering when she’d finally decide to bond. She has chosen well. I look forward to seeing your signet manifest, cadet. I have no doubt that it will be strong.”

“Thank you.”

Brennan had been ahead of you in the line; he’s already returned to his orange daggertail. They look right together, the afternoon sun bringing out the red in Brennan’s hair to compliment the dragon’s scales.

You stop ten yards away from them and lower your head in deference, not daring to speak to him directly, but it’s clear what you’re saying: you come in peace.

He steps back, allowing you to move toward Brennan.

You’re both freezing, having been wholly unprepared for the chill of the air at 3,000 feet above ground, but there’s warmth between you as you embrace, laughing in relief.

“We did it,” you breathe.

He leans down, resting his forehead against yours, a soft smile on his face. “We did.”

#Brennan and Duchess #brennan sorrengail #brennan sorrengail x reader #fourth wing x reader #fourth wing #reader insert #imagine #mine

[honey-beann]

Okay this might be kind of weird, but could I request some Nines headcannons about how he is with an s/o with long hair? Idk I just feel like he might have particular interactions or things to say about it and I was curious what your take on something likke this might be?

Nines with an S/O who has long hair

Note: Hi Anon! Thanks so much for the request, I had a ton of fun with this! (and as someone with incredibly long hair, it is absolutely not self-serving in the slightest, nuh uh, no way, no how.)

(it definitely is lol).

I hope that you enjoy!

Okay so here's the thing, I know that people might assume that being in a relationship with someone who has long hair is no different than being in a relationship with someone with short/medium length hair, and in a lot of ways, they're absolutely right.

That said, being in a relationship with an android like Nines, who is far more observant than the average man, and a lot more curious about the human body and all of its particular intricacies, would definitely mean that he's more interested in/aware of the subtle impacts that hair lengths and the ways they are managed can have on life style.

For example, I think he would find it interesting how much more upkeep longer hair can require (though this also depends on texture), the increased frequency with which it seems to shed or fall out, and of course, the vast number of styling techniques and designs that can be used on longer hair.

He definitely likes to touch it a lot, and may even offer to brush it for you or help you to style it in some particular way (though there is a 90% chance that you'll have to ask him to so he doesn't risk letting you know how much he likes the feeling of it beneath his fingertips).

Absolutely will braid your hair though, and he always gets the sectioning even, so that's a huge plus.

That said, he will never cease to tease you about how inconvenient your hair can be at times.

If he ever sees you pull a hair out of your food, or find one essentially threaded into a garment of yours (or his), he will immediately remind you of your choice to wear your hair as long as you do (and you can't even argue that it isn't yours with him, because he's already scanned it to prove otherwise).

If you have any form of hair care routine outside of showering, he loves to watch you go through it, eyes both curious and amused at the same time as he takes in your techniques and learns why you utilize them.

If you don't do anything outside of the shower though, don't fret, because he is a big fan of shampooing your hair if you'll let him, and he will never fail to let you know if you should still be rinsing anything out.

"There's still shampoo on your roots" as you walk out of the bathroom, prompting you to simply turn around and start the shower up again with a sigh.

Can and will scan your hair products for bad ingredients and let you know how unwise it is to use them (though he sucks at giving positive feedback in that area, so if you want to know what might be good, you would probably have to ask him directly).

"That is going to dry out your hair."

"That isn't for your hair type."

"Reviews state that this makes consumers' hair fall out after a few weeks of use."

"There is a known carcinogen in that hair mask."

Bro is relentless in his product complaints (but it's only because he cares about the health of both you and your hair lol).

He definitely doesn't quite understand why anyone would choose to keep their hair so long if it can make caring for it so much more complex, but he certainly doesn't mind it as long as you keep letting him entertain himself by playing with it or helping you to try out new/different styles.

Oh, but regardless of whether or not you're in a relationship with him, if you work together, he absolutely loathes your long hair (at least some of the time).

Definitely thinks that it gets in the way far too often and that it's annoying that you have to take the time to put it up just to keep it away from your face during the work day.

Has absolutely been smacked with your hair before while standing behind you without you realizing.

Cannot stand it when you wine about the heat while choosing to have so much hair trapping warmth in against the back of your neck.

Has absolutely contemplated cutting it off himself before.

Becomes rather amused at watching you attempt to de-tangle it after a particularly rigorous chase or anything similar, and thinks of it as karma for you choosing to have longer hair in a field like law enforcement.

(Secretly likes finding your hairs on his work chair after you've sat in it though, and was weirdly endured when he found a hair of yours stuck to his jacket for the first time).

masterlist

AO3

#request #dbh headcanons #dbh x reader #dbh x reader headcanons #dbh nines x reader #nines x reader #nines rk900

[windbornevioletta]

Venti is calm as he sits quietly at the bar of Angel’s Share. Oblivious to the quiet concern of the outwardly surly owner, he is not upset or in trouble. He is musing over the realization that he still doesn’t know everything about his s/o.

One may ask ‘How can you not know something about your partner when you have been with them for years?’

But this wasn’t something like your favorite color or your birthday. Or even whether you wanted a gold or silver ring for your engagement or the exact number of times you had read your favorite book. He knows all of the answers to those questions, but this was something he didn’t know: the song that you hummed under your breath when you thought he wasn’t listening.

While he had told the traveler that he knew every song in the past, present, and future, that wasn’t entirely true. He was only aware of songs once they had been sung into existence and were carried by the wind to his ears. This was by his own volition, after all, what’s the point of encouraging creativity if you already know what they are going to make. Also, it would ruin his disguise if he was singing songs that others had written before they had created them.

So, when you, the dearest star in his galaxy, hummed that song while braiding his hair; his interest was piqued, and he tamped down the urge to question you about it. You rarely sang or even hummed around others. It wasn’t out of some distaste for music, but rather you were incredibly shy about performing.

However, to his disappointment, you noticed his peaked ears and immediately hushed despite his assurances.

This was not a single occurrence either. He would notice you humming this particular song when cooking, when hugging him after he ‘fell’ asleep, or even as you walk to Windrise for a picnic date. It drives him crazy to feel the notes on the wind and see your lovely lips form words that he can’t hear, but he knows nothing good will come from forcing you to sing.

Venti, through his experience as Barbatos, has learned that time is the only thing with more power than the gods. So, he will wait until you are ready to share with him. You are the light in his life, the person who helped him create a home, so for you, he would wait centuries.

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The day finally comes when he is drowning in despair. He is upset and feels as wilted as week-old bouquet of windwheel asters. It isn’t often when the whirling storm of self-deprecating thoughts fill his head, as least it hasn’t since he met you.

These thoughts swirling reminding him that you deserve better. You deserve a person who doesn’t drown his memories in alcohol. You deserve someone who doesn’t anger people when he tries to make them laugh. You deserve to someone who is successful with a steady job who can make life easier for you.

You deserve someone who isn’t him and he can’t help but writhe in jealousy at the thought of you loving another romantically. Then the shame comes because how could the god of freedom want to shackle you to him?

The thought that one day you could be hurt if an enemy discovers his identity as Barbatos drives him to tears. How could Barbatos, weakest of the Seven Archons and object of mockery by the other six nations, ever protect the one he cherishes most when he has failed countless times before?

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You find your lover after a couple of hours as he sits near the edge of Starsnatch Cliff. Your footsteps never fail to draw his attention as he looks up to you with sad, stormy eyes. You feel a chill when you stare into them like a stranger has stolen the soul of the person you love most.

You pull his body close towards yours, tugging him away from the cliff. As you hold him close, you can feel the sobs that wrack his body, and his cold limbs wrap themselves around your waist.

You hum a song that never fails to bring him peace from night terrors. It’s the song that you associate with him, as you sing of your love and the surprises that come from life together. He is your other half, the one who completes your soul, and when you look at your past, you can’t imagine a place you would rather be than by his side.

You look down and see your lover staring into your face like you had brought down the moon and stars for him. You both share a smile as you wipe the tears from his face and bring his face close for a soft kiss to confirm your never-ending love for each other.

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Okay, so this is not entirely a Valentine’s Day post because this is part of a series that I have been working on. It’s called “Song Scenarios” and will involve characters from various games and shows. They are written with certain songs in mind but any one can associate whatever song they want.

For Venti, the song was Solo Para Ti by Camila (spanish rock band). Please give it a listen!

#windbornevioletta #venti x reader #genshin x reader #twilight theatre #twilight-theatre #twilighttheater #genshin impact #genshin venti #x reader #song scenarios #series

[alyswritings]

Tommy

Request: Helloo I do not know whether you have done this before but could you perhaps write about Tom Holland and his sister (who is ten years younger than him) who are the closest of the siblings and the others being jealous…?

Tom Holland x sister!reader

Summary: Tom and Y/N are closest, earning some jealousy from the other brothers.

Warnings: brothers being jealous, really just fluff

a/n: thank you for the request @lokisgoddessofwar!! sorry it took forever to get out! hope everybody enjoy!!

(gif not mine)

When Y/N was born, the brothers were excited to have another sibling. Well, since Paddy was two, he wasn't super excited since he didn't get the big deal. Tom and the twins weren't sure how to feel about getting a little sister since they kind of wanted another brother. But after she was born, they were excited and couldn't wait for her to get older so she could play with them like Paddy was starting to be able to.

After she started getting older, the four brothers all enjoyed teaching her new things and being there for milestones. When she was old enough, they helped her learn how to swim, ride a bike, tie her shoes, and whatever else she was interested in learning if they could help her, they would.

For whatever reason, Y/N always gravitated towards Tom the most ever since she was a baby. Whenever she would cry as a baby, the only one aside from Nikki to calm her down was Tom. Her first steps were even her walking to Tom.

Given the small age difference, everybody figured that Y/N and Paddy would be the closest. But despite the ten year age difference, she finds most comfort in Tom, always wanting to be around him.

"Tommy! Tommy!" Four year old Y/N runs to her fourteen year old brother. The Holland family are in Thailand while Tom films The Impossible.

"What, love?" Tom looks down at her, the girl hugging his leg.

"Can you help me look for shells?" Y/N asks.

"I thought the twins were helping you." Tom says.

"They started finding crabs. I don't like crabs. They pinch and they're scary." Y/N says.

"Okay, Y/N/N. Come on." Tom grabs her hand, dragging her down the beach to resume her search for seashells.

The two continue their search, finding a good amount, Tom carrying most of them for his toddler sister.

"Why does she always go to you?" Harry complains.

"Because you two scare her away with grabs." Tom retorts. Both twins roll their eyes.

- - -

When Tom started leaving more for filming and the rest of the family didn't often go with him, Y/N was always pretty sad while he was gone. While he was away, she would call him at any possible time. Whenever he came home, she'd give him the biggest hug and refuse to leave his side until he had to leave again.

"Where's Tommy?" Y/N asks Sam who is in the kitchen cooking.

"He's outside with Tess. What do you need?" Sam asks the eleven year old.

"I want my hair braided." Y/N informs the eighteen year old.

"I can do it." Sam offers.

"You're cooking. I was looking for Tom, anyway." Y/N says, quickly making her way to the backyard.

"I was looking for Tom anyway." Sam quietly mimics in a higher pitched voice. "You have other brothers." He grumbles.

"What's up?" Harry walks in, Paddy close behind.

"You guys ever get jealous of Tom and Y/N?" Sam asks.

"Yes." Harry nods.

"Occasionally, I guess." Paddy shrugs.

"She's aware we're also useful, right?" Sam asks.

"It's not like she never comes to us. She just prefers Tom." Harry says. "Besides, don't you spend a lot of time with her when me and Tom are away?"

"I guess that's true." Sam mumbles. "Can you two leave now, then?"

"Nice try." Harry quips.

- - -

Sam, Harry, and Paddy watch as Tom and Y/N play air hockey, her choosing Tom over them to play against.

"You know, you think I'd be use to the favoritism fifteen years later." Harry says.

"It's not favoritism. It's a close bond." Paddy counters.

"Which equals favoritism." Sam argues.

"Unless he pisses her off." Harry continues.

"Yeah, I know." Paddy mumbles.

"I mean, I can see her not wanting to play with Sam. You are a sore loser." Harry says.

"I am not!" Sam protests.

"You hit Tom with the air hockey paddle one time." Harry reminds.

"Shut up." Sam grumbles, remembering the event. "That was years ago."

"Well, still happened." Paddy says making Sam shove him.

"Hey." They look up to see Tom and Y/N walk over, Tom's arm around Y/N's shoulders and a bright grin on her face.

"I won." Y/N informs, the proud grin on her face getting even wider.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Tom lightly rolls his eyes, gently shoving her head away making her laugh.

"Least you didn't hit me with the puck or anything." Y/N says.

"Will you guys ever let that go?" Sam groans.

"No." The other four answer making the second oldest roll his eyes.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." Y/N says before going to the restroom.

"What's got you three so gloomy?" Tom asks.

"Nothing." The younger three grumble in unison.

"Yeah, no, it... it really seems like you guys are living the life." Tom sarcastically remarks.

"Shut it, Tom." Harry spares a small glare at his older brother.

"What did I do?" Tom quietly chuckles, giving them a confused look.

"You're her favorite." Paddy pouts.

"That's not my fault." Tom insists. "Besides, if it bothers you so much talk to her about. Don't sit and pout and let the green eyed monster control you."

"But then she's gonna know." Harry complains.

"Mm. Yeah, bummer. Cool, well, then spend the rest of our lives being pouty babies because she prefers coming to me for stuff." Tom says.

"Even if we told her, you'd still be the favorite." Sam says.

"Favorite what?" Y/N asks, walking over.

"Nothing." The twins and Paddy immediately answer, Y/N giving them a suspicious look.

"They're jealous I'm your favorite brother." Tom informs.

"Tom!" The other three protest.

"For how long?" Y/N asks.

"Sixteen years." Harry quietly answers after a few moments.

"Wha-- you just-- did you just accept it or... are you, like, silently suffering?" Y/N asks.

"Both?" Sam answers, but it sounds like a question.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" Y/N chuckles.

"Because it'd be awkward." Sam says.

"And you might think we're babies." Harry adds.

"I don't wanna talk about feelings. Gross." Paddy grimaces.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel... I don't know, not super liked or anything. I do love you guys. Tommy just... he was always the nicest when we were little. And he handled crying better than any of you. He was less reluctant to play dolls and dress up."

"I played with you all the time." Sam insists.

"For like twenty minutes. Tom would play as long as I wanted to." Y/N says.

"Interesting given he was a teenager when you were at the age of dress up and Barbies." Paddy says.

"See? I'm just the best brother." Tom smirks, wrapping his arm around Y/N again.

The other three start protesting, the four brothers beginning to bicker.

"Okay, okay, hey. Hey!" Y/N calls, getting them to stop. "Relax. I love you all, I'll start spending more time with you guys, just... chill out."

"Is he actually your favorite?" Harry asks, pointing to Tom.

"Usually." Y/N admits. The other three protest as Tom grins. "Okay, okay, but... Pads, you're my favorite video game buddy. Harry, you're a good photographer teacher. And your curls are the bounciest." She smiles, gently tugging on one of his curls and watching it bounce.

"And Sammy..." She goes next to the brunette, wrapping her arm around his waist. Sam lightly wraps his arm around her. "You give the best hugs. Well... maybe you're tied with Tommy. But you always cook my favorite foods which I appreciate."

"Hey! You said you love my hugs most!" Tom pouts.

"I just said you guys were tied." Y/N says.

"Ha! You have to compete for something." Sam smiles, Tom mocking him.

"Piss off." Tom shoves his brother who laughs.

Taglist: @glxwingrxse @peyton-14

#tom holland x sister reader #tom holland x sister!reader #tom holland #sam holland #sam holland x sister reader #harry holland #harry holland x sister reader #paddy holland #paddy holland x sister reader #holland!sister

[annoyinglandmagazine]

♦️▪️for the ask game - the sons of feanor? (don’t feel pressure to talk about all of them 😅)

Thank for the ask! You’re right all 7 of them might be a bit much for one post and i don’t want to take too long but I think I’ll start with Maedhros and I’ll try to add to do some of the others later? I was going to do more but the Maedhros stuff got way out of control and I didn’t want to take too long on it if all of them turn out this length so I thought I might post it as it is and if there’s anyone in particular you’d like me to do please feel free to send a follow up ask!

He has always had a huge interest in politics. Like he’s not just good at it, he finds it fascinating the way that there can be so much hidden beneath the surface of every interaction and how much can be said and implied while remaining perfectly civil. He he spent of his youth and adolescence just watching the way people go about things and keeping up with everything that went on in court and he absolutely loved it. He spends days in the library reading diplomatic correspondence in the archives and trying to read the political climate from between the lines. He also learns by the time he’s almost of age that there are kinds power and influence that you can’t get with a title you were given at birth. For some situations the best kind of power you can have is for people to actual like you and want to help you. This is conveniently also around the time he’s coming of age and beginning to grow out of that gawky stage of being all limbs. So as well as his Prince Nelyafinwe mannerisms of extreme political awareness and intelligence he also learns how to lean into the fact that most elves of varying genders find him absolutely stunning. He doesn’t flirt exactly and never goes beyond a fairly innocent dance but he knows that aesthetic appreciation is a pretty big thing for a lot of elves and they can definitely be more inclined to cooperation when focused on his wide, pleasant smile. And one of the particular habits he picks up from this is that, since one of his most admired features (so much so that one of his name is based around it) are his waist length copper curls, he often subtly draws attention to them while in social situations. A little stray lock tucked behind an ear, tightening some braid work, pulling it over a shoulder, whenever he’s trying to make connections at some kind of function his hands will always run through his hair. It’s not even conscious at some point, he begins to find it reassuring because he subconsciously associates it with being something to fall back on when he doesn’t like where a conversation is going. He still finds himself doing it in Beleriand and he hates it. Partly because as soon as he feels hands in his hair he thinks of it being grabbed and stroked to taunt him in Angband but also because the reminder of the elf he used to be hurts, how small his worries were in comparison that something like a pretty smile would ease the things he considered tense discussions. The idea that something like that would mean anything to the Sindar ambassadors was laughable and he got frustrated with himself every time he slips into that particular mannerism though no one else sees it, except perhaps his brothers.

I feel like in Himring Maedhros has the most impersonal chambers out of any of his brothers. He’s paranoid about revealing too much and he hates the idea of extravagance mainly because of the fact he has an excessive fear about appearing weak so he overcompensates by making everything needlessly unpleasant for himself. There’s a constant draft and the stone floors aren’t carpeted so it’s even colder. He has fireplaces but he rarely uses them only really when he has visitors, which he doesn’t often do in his private rooms because of aforementioned paranoia, so we’re mainly talking about his brothers and Fingon who worry about his wellbeing in such temperatures even if they’re fooled into thinking he normally has a fire going. He receives gifts of things like blankets, rugs, wall hangings and paintings but never puts them in his living quarters out of a reluctance to attach personal value or sentimentality to material things (is this about the Silmarils? Probably.) Caranthir has more than once visited his brother in Himring and seen one of his embroidered blankets hung in the banquet hall like a tapestry. And he knows that he couldn’t possibly express offence, it was a very respectful place for a diplomatic gift, but it hadn’t been a diplomatic gift. He hadn’t spent some politically calculated sum of money to buy it for the Lord of Himring as some show of his loyalty, he’d knitted that with his own hands for his brother because he’d heard it was going to be a cold winter. It hadn’t been meant for the Lord of Himring it had been meant for Maedhros. Caranthir was beginning to worry his brother couldn’t tell the difference anymore. So he’s not offended but he is hurt, though he never shows it. He keeps sending them but knows deep down none will make it past that wooden door.

#silmarillion #tolkien #maedhros #caranthir #Feanor #headcanons #ask game

[skyward-floored]

Is lil bro Link a wild child or shy? Did he ever slip frogs into his sister’s beds or play pranks? Did he ever get co-opted into tea parties or hair braiding? Did he ever try to defend his sisters as a kid and embarrass them or himself?

Do his sisters each have unique powers? Do they wear color coded clothes? Were they all raised together? Can they also fight?

I haven’t done much in regards to his personality yet, I’m still figuring that out XD I’m leaning more towards shy, since with a bunch of older sisters to do the talking, he doesn’t really need to, but I don’t totally know yet.

I do know his sisters tend to baby him a bit, and he gets a little annoyed with them treating him as the baby of the family. He depends on them a lot though, them getting kidnapped is the worst thing that’s ever happens to him.

I think he plays some little pranks— I could see the sisters that are closer to his age getting in on it too, especially depending on what dynamics are going on there between them all XD

...And while writing this I just remembered my younger brother actually has six older sisters, so. Seeing as we easily convinced him into playing barbies with us and other things like that, Link definitely has done his fair share of tea parties and things.

I’m sure Link tried to stand up for them at times too, though I’m thinking it would be the other way around, too. He probably got picked on a bit, having so many sisters.

I think his sisters all have some sort of magic powers, though I don’t think they’re aware of them much (if at all) before they’re captured. They definitely all have color-coded clothes too, or least all have a color they tend to gravitate towards. I’m going off the maiden’s colors in four sword adventures :)

They were all raised together. I’m thinking their parents died when Link was pretty small (the older ones half-raised Link), so most of them have at least a few memories of them while Link really doesn’t (a small divide between them). They live with their grandfather (and grandmother?) now, though the oldest (and second oldest?) work at least a bit. Maybe she’s engaged or something too, that could be interesting.

And I don’t know if they can fight. I could see at least a few of them wanting to learn, but obviously they can’t know too much since they get, you know, kidnapped XD Perhaps they learn after everything is over, and how to use their magic too. Maybe Zelda helps them out...

#I need to give these girls names it’s hard referring to them all as just ‘she’ or ‘that one’ #answers from the floor #lovely ixtaek #hero of sages #< gonna tag stuff about this with that now

[honeyed-latte]

Fucked Up Pom Lore:

Totally up to yall if you read this, you have been warned, this WILL have emotional whump and it WILL handle very polarizing, kind of gross topics. Pom is an OC close to my heart now BECAUSE of the touchy subjects in her lore.

Its long as hell bc Im a yapper.

Due to how Tumblr works their blacklisting, I wont be censoring the words for the safety of those who have them blacklisted!

So, TW: Manipulation

TW: Religious Trauma

TW: Emotional Whump

TW: Accidental Incest (mentioned, no details)

TW: Suicidal Ideation

TW: Unreliable Narrator

TW: Emotional Cheating

Pom was aware of her family dynamic, Valka never hid that she had a very alive father and brother, but much like her mother Pom was of a mind that Berk was hostile toward dragons— unacceptable.

Thus, Stoick and Hiccup were unworthy of Poms consideration, let alone unworthy of meeting her at all. She is a dragon, they don't like dragons, it's simple math.

But thats not to say she didn't love them as fiercely as she was able, built by Valkas tales of her father and all the sweet stories of her brother. Her mother says the Gods have bigger plans for the women of their family.

—

Hiccup, during his year on Dragons Edge, prone to his love for cartography and adventure, finds himself on a unusually lush island to the north-east of Dragons Edge. It just barely skirts the Dragon Hunters typical stomping grounds and its a beauty.

He fully intends to map it, to scout it's dragon population and maybe make a few friends in the process. He's not fully aware he's being stalked by a human until he's a full day into his work and Toothless's prickly attitude tips him off.

The issue is he can't find them, he can't see anyone at all...

He decides to stay a few days, three maybe, just to get the full island and so far the presence isn't malicious, even Toothless's attitude mellows after the first day.

On the third and final day after waking earlier then usual, he finally manages to spot the person he theorized was stalking him. A young girl, around his age, bathing in the spring at the center of the island. The dragons milling around don't seem threatened or perturbed at all by her as she unobtrusively splashes her unruly, long hair and even with Toothless nudging him judgementally- Hiccup is a teenage boy, he is not immune to a pretty girl naked dripping in water.

He stares. Hard.

He does more then stare, fumbles out a journal and draws the seemingly feral girl. Splashing the water, grinning at the Wooly Howll that slapped her back with it's tail, and when she pulls herself out to dry on the rocks- spread out like a content dragon in the morning light.

She's braiding flowers into her red hair when he cracks a twig and she catches his eyes, a mirror of green. Hiccup runs, because he doesnt really know what else to do?

But he doesn't feel eyes on him for the rest of the day, he feels horribly guilty and creepy for looking and then drawing her, but she was strange and pretty and he's just a man???

He sleeps uneasy and wakes to a familiar flower tucked into his pauldron. Its more charming then alarming.

—

Poms never seen a man up close, Valka does any sort of battle needed with Hunters, and Queen Mala always meets them alone. So seeing the Howl Island suddenly have a stand alone man on it is....weird and exciting, his dragon is even more interesting- a Night Fury, probably the last one alive, what a find.

So she watches, and follows, and learns. His dragon, Toothless, welcomes her at their fire when his man sleeps, they talk. Toothless is a great conversationalist but she attributes that to his rider who also seems chatty.

It's less insulting or terrifying that he snuck up on her while she bathed, if he'd tried to hurt her SunBurn would have crisped him like a fish. But he didnt. So his fear seemed a bit of an overreaction....

So she tried to soothe any worry, putting a little Viking Pom in his armour as he slept, Toothless's wary eyes on her all the while.

—

Duties drag him home but he comes back swiftly, curious and perhaps a bit more.

He spends two weeks on that little island building tenuous trust with the feral girl, watching her free fall and fly with the Typhoomerang that had watched over her that morning, racing them, watching her bond with Toothless, he spends four days convinced she cant speak and doesnt understand him but he talks anyway.

She speaks, a rigid and proper way in fact with the most odd resonance, and tells him he's the only man she's ever seen. So he tells her stories, shows her maps, lets her put flower crowns around his head and stems tied to his fingers like rings.

Like they've known one another forever, he learns about her too. She learned her vocabulary from books, she lives with her mother, she isn't from this island and is only here to help the baby dragons, she was raised with dragons, the scar on her shoulder was from an injured Gronkle she saved.

It feels like a lifetime, just them. They just get one another effortlessly.

Other things take place as well, intimate things, often actually, and Hiccup only realizes they never exchanged names when he's hugging her goodbye for the final time. It feels right to not know, they'll never see eachother again after they part, if he knows he'll want to find her when the war is over- he can't do that. So they remain "Sunhair", what the dragons call her (apparently), and "Man".

Meeting her again two years later, as his mother (his mom!) drags him into a smaller rotunda of ice inside the Alpha's Sanctuary is not the meeting he had hoped for. Neither is he as elated by the acquisition of a sister as he was by his mother.

Valka doesnt ask, Pom doesn't tell, Hiccup ignores the disgust and dread in favour of battle and newfound family- then Stoick dies.

Its all a mess after that. He's Chief and his family was halved yet again, and the one person in the world who he felt was his truest equal is his sister because of course she is, that makes sense doesn't it?

The sudden fraternal feelings war with the memory of a girl he felt he could have loved under different circumstances, he figures Pom feels the same.

She's closer with Eret then him, and he tries not to be jealous about it, but he can't blame her when he can't even meet her eyes somedays.

Is it better if Eret is the brother she wishes for or the lover she can actually attain? Hiccup can't be either of those things.

—

Eret is Pom's bestfriend, only friend really, they're both outsiders watched warily by Berkians and especially Hiccup's friends.

He almost is like a brother, a proper one, one that doesn't stay from her like she's diseased or look pale when she hugs him.

Hiccup doesn't turn her away, he even welcomes her into his home as he did with Valka, but he doesn't seek her out unless he's truly troubled.

Astrid is another hurdle entirely, Pom doesn't like her. She's insubordinate, doesn't show the Queen of her nest respect even though she's to be his wife (thats something Pom avoids thinking about), she is meant to be a pillar of strength and confidence as Hiccup's mate where all can find comfort and instead she hurts them physically or insults them verbally.

Human rules are perturbing, Astrid is allowed all of this and even excused it because..."reasons". In a nest, a real one, Pom would have made her dislike known and they would battle until one perished or was exiled in their failure.

Humans aren't dragons.

So she has to pretend to like the girl to "keep peace" and swallow back all the manners she learned from her people for the sake of her brother.

Her brother.

The brother that won't look in her eyes and won't break fast with her most days, the one that doesn't touch her unless she closes the distance and jumps away as if they're filthy if someone so much as glances them touching hands.

Its all a big joke of Loki's most likely or the Gods are punishing them, its likely her fault. She should have asked his name two years ago.

She debates leaving often, only soothed by Valka's frustration and Erets fretting, she would see herself away from this Tribe thats not hers and a brother that isn't a brother any more then Stoick was her father, she would stay in the Sanctuary like she always did.

--Or perhaps drop into the sea, allow SunBurn to stay safe among a nest with the Alpha.

Pom dreams of death more then she does leaving, more then she dreams of Hiccups hands, more then she has nightmares of Stoicks body and Dragos army and the fury burning in Hiccups eyes.

If she were to die then Hiccup's conscience would be freed and cleared, he'd not worry of others learning the shame he has, Berk would lose nothing and neither would her Dragons. Valka would mourn, surely Eret as well, but they're safe and they're whole and thats what matters. Hiccup, as a Chief and Queen, would rule stronger if she weren't in his shadow.

—

Hiccup disagree's with Pom's feelings even if he doesn't know them.

In fact its an ongoing source of night terrors; Pom leaving, Pom taking the plasma blast that killed his dad (she had actually tried to, and that doesnt help the nightmares), never having found her at all.

He's conflicted before anything else, they both seem to agree not to mention it but he suspects Valka knows, somedays he thinks Eret and Astrid might as well.

Astrid doesn't know and she never will if he has any say, his and Pom's tryst predated their relationship and in a normal circumstance he still wouldn't have told her, it would just be undue pressure.

Its stressful all the time, only finding reprieve in ale and in the early hours of the morning. It was an accident, it hasn't occured since, now that they know who the other is it'll never happen again. That's good, no sacrilegious temptations, except that he feels just as discontent with the idea that they'll never have that connection back as he is with the knowledge that it happened at all.

Loving her and being in love with her both feel damning, but its there all the same.

What a horrific joke this all turned into.

#oc: pom #oc lore #tw emotional distress #tw religious trauma #tw incest #-spongebob yelling hands out meme- ITS ACCIDENTAL!!!!!

[meenawrites]

Again with Trudy Lives AU

Again I have no chill. So this is just random things I'm headcanoning for this AU.

I think Trudy and Jake would honestly be best buds. Like I think they get each other in a way the Na'vi can't being ex-military and I think with her alive and parenting Spider she would be a stable reminder of when he was human, which is honestly something he seems to have relegated to the back of his mind in the second movie. Like I'm not even sure his kids know he had a brother. 

I also feel like the two of them would secretly be laughing at their kids' somewhat dangerous antics together like "lol what a bunch of dumbasses" and Jake's like "agreed"

Neytiri isn't the fondest of Trudy because she challenges her on her position on Spider and she just has PTSD from people who flew helicopters and shot her and her people's ikrans out of the air, but she does have a grudging respect for her for many reasons:

- she was instrumental in helping Jake get to them and have the chance to become Toruk Makto and lead them to victory

- she betrayed the RDA for the Na'vi cause because she recognized that it wasn't right and I have to imagine that as a soldier it's hard to decide you'r going to go against orders, but she was just like "I didn't sign up for this shit"

- she recognizes Trudy as a powerful human warrior

- she respects the mothering spirit she sees in her when she interacts with Spider and worries for his well-being. 

I think Neytiri's grudging respect from the beginning would probably turn into actual liking of her at some point and she's probably going to be like why do I like this disrespectful human who swears in front of my kids (though Jake does the same honestly so she can't really say anything), but Neytiri just kind of reluctantly accepts that she likes being around Trudy and finds her amusing (though secretly).

I think Kiri and Tuk would idolize Trudy to be honest. Like I think they'd just see her as this absolute muscled queen badass who even earned their mother's respect as a human. 

Trudy enjoys interacting with the Sully kids and is probably used to them like hanging off of her arms as she lifts them in the air and marveling at her human muscles. 

I think she'd become a regular respected human within the Omaticaya clan because everyone has heard about her contributions in their victory against the RDA from Jake himself. I'd imagine she has herself a little fanclub amongst the younger Na'vi to be honest. 

As for her integrating into Na'vi culture, I think she would respect the culture a lot, but perhaps not really go fully Na'vi like Spider does. She already has her own ready established cultural identity and idea of who she, and she is very much aware of her limitations within this culture as a human. I think she would adopt practices that she likes and agrees with. She never disrespects the culture and is usually interested in learning. 

I have no idea why but I just imagine Moat being really fond of Trudy? Like she just really likes the girl and her strength of spirit, and greatly appreciates what she's done for them. I'd imagine she kind of pampers Trudy and is always trying to give her food or braid her hair or something. Trudy is flattered but she doesn't know how to deal with the almost motherly affection so she usually shoves Spider to Moat to receive these things in her stead, which he's more than happy to accept. 

I'm also going to make a separate post about some ideas I have about her raising Spider and stuff so stay tuned, but if anyone has any questions about this AU, I'd LOVE to answer!

#Trudy is Spider's mom #I am Trudy's wife #Spider deserves a parent #I just want him to be happy #spider socorro #spider #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #Neytiri #Jake Sully #Sully kids #Moat #Omaticaya

[the-chosen-fanfiction]

Big James | ABC | Romantic

Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

James has always felt the need to somehow prove himself to be a promising potential partner who can care for his future spouse and children, even after you’ve been together for quite some time. It is a subconscious preference of his to bring you to market and do some shopping, carrying the heaviest things himself so that you can browse the stalls to your heart’s content.

Beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

He adores playing with your hair. When you’re snuggled up together, he tends to drag his fingers through it, tangling into it, attempting to braid it (but failing miserably).

You adore how warm his hugs are. James’ form is tall and bulky, so he can wrap himself around you like a blanket, which never fails to make you feel safe.

Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

Hugs! Hugs galore! Big James uses his size and warmth to comfort you through anything. As mentioned before, he just completely envelops you, though not without your consent, and just holds you for as long as you want him to.

Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Big James wants a large family. Picturing you with a whole bunch of little ones darting around your feet makes him smile uncontrollably. He can vividly imagine four or five little ones hanging on his arms, legs and shoulders.

Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

James likes to take the lead in things, but he oftentimes turns to you to ask if you agree to his decisions. Since he works hard and wants to make sure to be a good future husband, he tries his very best to do things right for you.

Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Not much unlike his little brother, James can hold grudges especially against those who he deems his enemies. Although he is less explosive when it comes to that compared to John, he still received the title of Thunder from Jesus Himself, so there is certainly truth to that. He wouldn’t be upset with you for long, though, and he would always try to resolve mishaps in your relationship as quickly as he can.

Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Oh, this man is grateful alright. He knows very well that every man in the village would be glad to be in his place, so he never takes that for granted. But it is your character that he appreciates most, and that he knows you on a level that is way deeper than anyone else will ever experience.

Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

James wouldn’t like having to keep secrets from you. Of course there is the occasional thing he’d rather not have you know, but he wouldn’t actively try to keep you from it if you were to find it out. 

Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helping them overcome personal problems?

His protective side has really started to shine through. Although he has always been eager to keep those he loves from harm, you give this trait of his a whole other dimension. At his side, you feel a lot more confident, so throughout your life together, you learn how to stand up for yourself more.

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Although he doesn’t particularly like it whenever another man talks to you - if he does not know their intentions - James does not actively drag you away from any conversation if he thinks the man in question is interested in you. He does, however, set up his tough-guy act by crossing his arms and appearing taller, looming around the man as you speak to him. They’d be stupid to make any moves now.

Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

The kisses James gives you are often on your forehead, the top of your head or against your temple. Your first kiss on the lips was completely by accident, when you toppled over after losing your balance while standing in their both, falling on top of him. After a moment of silence in which you stared at one another, you brightly blushed, and James was about to apologise when you pressed another quick kiss to his mouth before scrambling to your feet, not making a big deal out of it.

Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

He confesses after witnessing a friend of his get married, and it made him realise that he shouldn’t wait too long for what if someone else would ask you earlier? James cannot bear the thought of losing you to someone else, so he confesses to you that same evening.

Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

James does not hesitate to ask your parents’ blessings to marry you. Since they see him as a man who can seriously provide, they agree to it without hesitation. In marriage, he’d be a very thoughtful spouse, always worrying about your wellbeing.

Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

Your nickname for him is “Bear” and his nickname for you is “Cinnamon Bun”

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Big James is the type of person who is very much in love and has his mind with you constantly, yet doesn’t constantly feel the need to talk about it. His mind, however, keeps racing and he is occasionally caught having his head in the clouds, which causes John to tease him about it regularly.

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

James will definitely wrap an arm around you and kiss you on the temple in public, and he also likes to embrace you tightly no matter the circumstances just so you feel safe. However, the real fluff only comes out when the two of you are behind closed doors. After all, James is certain that John wouldn’t want to bear witness to all his doting towards you.

Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

Big James’ physique makes for easy piggy-back rides. Do you have tired feet after a long day on the road? He’ll carry you without hesitation. Have to pass by a muddy puddle? He’s your guy. This man would carry you everywhere if you said the word.

Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He is decent at romance. He’d get you flowers on his way back home from the market or invite you to have a nice dinner at a local inn, but he wouldn’t exactly be aware of how badly he sometimes smells after a fishing trip and that such a scent can really ruin the romantic mood sometimes. He’s learning, though, so there is definitely progress there.

Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

This man is your strongest supporter. He draws inspiration from the way his parents treat one another and hopes he’ll be as good to you as Zebedee is to Salome.

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

The two of you have a very relaxed dynamic and both of you are quite low maintenance when it comes to your relationship. However, James is not opposed to trying out new recipes together that he receives from his mother. After all, cooking in good company strengthens a bond.

Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Ever since getting into a relationship with you, James has grown more empathetic, learning that the things he says can have more impact than he first realised. He learns that he should be more careful with what he expresses and how he says things. His understanding improves as time passes, and the better he gets to know you, the more compassionate he becomes.

Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it worth in comparison to other things in their life?

You are extremely important to him, even though he knows he should always choose the ministry over you, and you regularly tell him that he should keep that in mind. He reassures you that he will always focus on the Messiah first, but sometimes you prove to be a bit of a distraction.

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He will put stuff on the top shelf just so you have to ask for his help to get it for you. It earns him kisses and cuddles, so James makes sure to use his height to his advantage.

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

It has happened occasionally that one of Jesus’ followers searched for you and couldn’t find you, only to find out that you had been in James’ arms all along, just snuggled into him, completely blending in. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it is a little weird that it has happened more than twice.

Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

James suffers in silence when he is away from you. Although he dutifully follows Jesus’ requests and is a hard worker no matter what happens, his mind is often occupied with you. Being away from you also fills him with determination, to work hard so that he can go back home to you one day soon.

Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

This man stops at nothing and will go to any length to make sure you are safe and sound. As mentioned before, he would carry you if he needed to. Woe to whoever gets in James’ way when it involves you. He is incredibly protective. 

#the chosen #reader insert #the chosen x reader #x reader #chosen x reader #angel studios #the chosen abc

[thebadgerclan]

Inclinations

Pairing: Kate Sharma x reader

Requested by Anonymous

Summary: You live your life in the shadows...

It was hard to live your life in the shadows, but you had to do so.  If you didn’t, you risked bringing ruin to both yourself and your family.  It was something you’d known all your life, and something your parents discovered upon your debut into society.  You had no interest in men beyond a casual friendship; you were a lesbian.  The word was only whispered around well-bred ladies, but as soon as you learned what it meant, you knew it was meant to describe you.

To your surprise, your family was rather accepting of you.  There was no need to secure a dowry, your family was wealthy enough, and you had three younger sisters, all who were poised to make advantageous matches.  Your father had already spun a tale: you would fail to find a man who met your standards and resign yourself to spinsterhood, guiding your sisters and volunteering to chaperone as needed.

The plan had appealed to you, allowing you to remain at home and be provided for until your father passed, at which time your elder brother had already agreed to support you.  That is, until you met Kate.  On your morning walk through the park, your gaze was drawn to the most beautiful woman you had ever seen.  Her ebony hair swept back, her skin fair and flawless, carrying herself with such grace and poise; she was gorgeous.

You’d managed to insert yourself into her path, making it so she would have to greet you, and being a proper lady, she did.  “Pardon me, but are you new to town?  I do not recall seeing you last season.”  She had smiled, dipping her chin demurely  “Indeed I am.  My sister, Mama, and I are here to secure Edwina a match.” “I see,” you’d replied.  “I shall have to invite you and your family or tea, Miss…?”

“Sharma, my apologies,” she’d replied.  “Kate Sharma.”  “Miss Y/N L/N.  Lovely to make your acquaintance.”  “You as well, Miss L/N.”  The pair of you had gone your separate ways, and the next afternoon, Lady Mary, Miss Edwina, and Kate had arrived for tea.  You’d chosen your attire carefully: a pale pink gown, your hair braided over your shoulder, and a violet tucked behind your ear.

It was a calling card, meant to catch the attention of any like-minded individuals while going unnoticed to anyone else.  And when Kate took a seat across from you, her eyes locked on the blossom, and her eyes widened.  Subtly, oh so subtly, she nodded, and you smiled, pouring your tea.  Kate knew you what you were, and with any luck, she might just feel the same.

She did.  When you encountered each other in the park the next day, she wore a lavender gown, violets woven into her hair.  “Might you walk with me for a while, Miss L/N?” she asked, and you nodded, falling into step beside her.  “You must know this cannot happen.”  “It can,” you refuted.  “It does.  We would just need to be careful.  Subtle.”  “And how might we manage that?”  You paused, and Kate halted beside you.

“My father is aware of my…inclinations, and has promised to protect and shelter me.  He could be persuaded to shelter you as well.”  Kate shook her head, continuing to walk. “What of my sister?  My mother?  I could never abandon them.”  “And I could never suggest such a thing.”  Not thinking, you grasped her hand, the touch like lightning, and Kate did not withdraw.  “But if you were to linger at my home, spend time with me alone, my family would look the other way.”

She fell silent, mulling your words over.  “It feels too good to be true,” she said, and you nodded.  “You feel too good to be true.  How is it that we have only just met and I cannot bear the thought of being without you?  That my heart feels fit to burst with how much I already adore you?”  You squeezed her hand before dropping it, not wanting to draw attention.  “Love works in mysterious ways, I suppose,” you said, and Kate nodded

Your father took some convincing, but in the end, you won him over.  Kate was permitted to spend her days at your home, in your company, which only allowed your relationship to grow.  Your first kiss was over afternoon tea, your first “I love you” whispered as she departed one evening, and the first night spent together in secret when your father was out of town.  It was hard to live life in the shadows, but your shadows had just gotten a lot brighter.

#kate sharma x reader #bridgerton fanfiction #kate sharma x you #bridgerton reader insert

[safely-in-vhagars-belly]

Fire and Blood: Chapter two, plans and plots

🐝FIRE AND BLOOD🐝 Longish story about Aemond and Aegon x Beesbury oc who love her and start a affair that will slowly devide them and tear kingdoms apart. Smut and sharing.

WARNINGS: Off-screen violence (fighting) sneaking up at someone, discussion of sharing, non-con (at first but mc consents later)

It's been a full week since the time that Aemond and Aegon fought each other.

Over you.

You collect a few books for your study and feel someone watching you. Aemond leans against a bookshelf and flips through a book. The second your eyes meet he slams it shut.

You are startled by the sound.

‘Gods, don’t sneak up on me.’ you laugh, but there is nothing joyous about his expression.

The prince struts over to you.‘I do as I like, as you soon will discover.’

Your voice is soft but firm.‘What is that supposed to mean?’ you demand. This might be the prince but he cant act that way towards you.

You make a growling sound like a bear being provoked. ‘We had an agreement. Don’t we, brother?’ Aemond sounds so joyful and happy. The bastard.

Aegon speaks, suddenly behind you

‘Indeed.’ his softer gentler voice rings out.

You are aware of your blush so you attempt to hide it. ‘How fun! I'm glad to see you two made it up.'

Aemond shoots you a glare.

‘You’ll be quiet, when we speak, you have a break. Is that understood?’ you feel your breath catch and stare at him with worry and fear. Is he angry?

Next to him his brother rolls his eyes.

‘You are scaring her off.’ he says to his younger brother.

Aemond crosses his arms. ‘Shut up, you play with her the way you want, I play with her the way I want.’ you are worried. Very worried.

He eyes you. ‘What do you know about The Conquer?’ Aegon I. The first Targaryen king.

You tell him what you learned. ‘He was your ancestor. He had a big black dragon, he had two wives-‘ Aegon interrupts you.

He wiggles his brows and takes your hand in his. ‘Hm. Interesting, isn’t it? The idea of having multiple lovers?’ You suppose so. You never considered it. You knew it's common in the Targaryen bloodline and some others but you are not part of either.

‘she wants us to tell her brother. I can tell by her sweet begging eyes.' Aemond grins mockingly at you.

Aegon sighs a bit before telling you the plan. ‘We both want to have you.’ you feel your hands fiddle with your long braided hair.

‘Have me?’ you repeat, your voice a soft whisper.

Aemond nods. ‘Like a man has his wife.’

Your mouth runs dry as both Princes look at you, their attention and eyes focussed on you. ‘I can’t. father will kill me. he plans a good match for me. if they find out-‘ Or worse. You could be throw in jail.

‘You are not really defying us, your princes, are you, my lady?’ Aemond asks sweetly.

You shake your head quickly. Part of you knows that this is exciting. Part of you fights feelings for both a long time now. But this is not the way. You are maiden and you are supposed to remain so until you are married. ‘I am not, I am simply explaining to you that this is a terrible bad idea for everyone involved. What if someone gets jealous? Aemond didn’t already like that I tutored you, Aegon.’

Aegon takes your hand in his own. ‘That is the great thing about this: He will know exactly what will happen if I am fucking you, and I will know what happens when he is fucking you.’ will they...watch?

You feel your blush deepen.

Aemond chimes in. ‘You’ll be shared. Once Aegon is finished I will fuck you, and visa versa. Are the rules clear?’

You grimly grunt trying to hide your true feelings. Your excitement and your body betraying you every moment. ‘It sounds like I don’t have a say in this.’

‘You don’t. Your body is betraying you as we speak, my lady.’ Aegon smirks and you blush even brighter. Your breasts.

‘I-‘you Stutter.

Aemonds good eye rolls.

The human is gone. The warrior is back.

‘Shall we just show her? Perhaps she has trouble understanding. She does read books with pcitures, like you.’ he insults Aegon but he only has ears and eyes for you.

Softly, you back away. 'Show me? I don't need to be showed. I like to be on my way.' But your body betrays you indeed.

There is something dark in Aegon as well. You realise you are alone with them. ‘You’ll hold her down, I’ll show her?’ Aegon asks, his piercing eyes never leaving your body.

Aemond chuckles darkly.

‘Fine with me.’ he simply says and advances towards you. Your legs quickly back away from the prince, not sure if this all a big joke or a dream. Maybe both.

Aemond is quicker and pins you down against the floor. He chuckles. 'Got you. Now, I dont like running. But since you haven't accepted our agreement yet, I wont punish you for it.' He grabs you and takes you to his brother. You are hanging like a conquest over his shoulders.

'No! Put me down.' You demand your voice growing weaker and weaker.

'Please...' you softly beg.

'What do you think, Aegon? Shall I punish her for running?' Aemond asks a sick joyous sound in his voice.

Aegon returns his diabolic expression. 'I think that is due. But not now. Let's first show her a bit what our agreement entails.'

They leave you be on the ground assuming you wont run anymore. You are frozen. 'Good. Who will go first?' He asks.

Aegon takes a coin from his wallet. 'Dragon, I go. Coin, you go.' He flips it.

They flip a coin over you.

You pray it's a dragon. Aegon will be kind. Soft. Gentle. 'That's an obvious coin.'

Aemond turns on his heel. 'Come here, little girl.'

'Aegon help me.' You cry out and back away.

He catches up to you and pulls you against his chest. You smell his dragon on him and tremble when he softly opens the back of your dress. He unlaces your corset and takes off your gown. His brother watches. You sink to the floor the second his hands are of you.

You are confused. You liked it. But why. There was nothing in this for you. You are more than a common whore. A toy.

'Stand up for your princes.' Aegon demands.

You obey, shielding your naked breasts.

Aemond chuckles darkly in your ear. 'Unless you like to start of this agreement with a good spanking, drop your arms and show us.'

Aemond throws you on the table and smashes the books on the ground.

A soft moan comes from your mouth somewhere from deep within you. Aemond smiles against your lips before his hand travels up your thighs and start going somewhere you never were touched before.

‘No! S-stop-' the last thing you want is for them to notice another part of your body has been acting improper as well.

'Wet for me or for my brother? Or maybe both of us?' He grins in your ear when touching you. You never were touched there or anywhere else like that for that matter.

Aegon kisses you, sweetly, he tastes like wine when Aemond holds you down. 'Please, don't.' You beg but your voice leaves your body.

'Such a good girl. She is ready for the taking.' Aemond tells Aegon. 'She wont fight us. I think she wants to be part of our little agreement. She seems to like the way I fucked her with my hands.'

'Here is our agreement: You will be used by both of us when we want. You will be kept on Moontea to prevent little accidents happening and if you misbehave we will figure out a suiting punishment.'

'What will I get in return?' You wonder out loud. Both smirk at you before Aegon leans in and kisses you on the mouth. His tongue slips in and you let him curious to see where this will go. Aemond meanwhile strips you further of your dress. 'Will we toss a coin to see who gets her maidenhead?' Aegon asks, after kissing you like he would starve. You eye both uneasy.

Aemond shakes his head. 'I am too rough for a maiden. You'll take her. Show her the ropes and let her experience it and take it all in. I will fuck her spoils when she is done and nicely wet.'

#house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #dark aemond targaryen #house of the dragon fanfiction #dark aemond targaryen x oc #aegon ii targaryen #dark aegon ii targaryen #Aemond targaryen #fireandbloodfanfictionbeesbury #WARNINGS: Off-screen violence (fighting) sneaking up at someone #discussion of sharing #non-con (at first but mc consents later) #dark! #head the warnings #dubcon #possible triggering content #She/her reader #AFAB Reader #DarkFantasy #Possible noncon #Possible gore #Old work

[tinytinybumblebee]

hai! i ams toki wartooth irl (alter) and rly love ur blog!!! if its ams not trouble cans i have murderface cg headcanons w/ regressor toki? thanks yous! - @tokipeaceteeth

Hi!!!! ;w; oh my goodness I'm so glad you're enjoying my blog aa♡♡♡

- Murderface is a bit like the uncle who is aware of Toki's interest but at the same time not to a huuge extent

Like, Murderface knows the kiddo likes planes but he thinks that means just, the regular westjet planes and not models xD

So, Murderface gives tiny Toki a safety pamphlet from some plane he had been on. The kiddo is confused but, hugs the pamphlet and figures out how to play with it (pretty colouring on it or folding it to make a plane!♡)

- Surprisingly, Murderface is decent at sewing! Something you need sometimes when you're trying to make Planet Piss flag/patch prototypes- so, if one of Toki's plushies are to tear/get a rip, Murderface is able to sew them up pretty darn good♡

-Murderface 100% is the carer that lets Toki do things the others don't let the kiddo do! Like, Skwis and Nathan are like "Don't let him stay up past his bedtime" or "He can only play on roblox for an hour"

But, Murderface lets Toki him stay up (until 10:01pm because Toki naturally falls asleep xD he's a sleepy lil guy!) and play on roblox as loooong as he wants (and Toki loves to show Murderface his character and show him how coooool the games he's playing are! And, if someone is being mean to Toki, Murderface will slide in and give that user a piece of his mind, no one messes with his Toki!)

-The worst hair braiding and tying award goes to Murderface xD He is /awful/ at it- he's tried to tie Toki's hair is fun ways but, every time he tires, oh gosh it looks like a birds nest- so, hair is left to Skwis

- Lots of outside play! Playing catch, pushing on a swing, looking for bugs (and probably something Murderface lost so Murderface made a game out of it, tiny Toki is none the wiser and having fun with this "treasure hunt" xD)

-Bed time stories with Murderface are typically car magazines, so, Toki the next day is babbling to the others about very random car facts and "babes ons the cars" and Pickles glares at Murderface but, Murderface just shrugs like, "Hey, he's learning, ain't that what we want for the kids?"

#agere #age regression #sfw #fandom agere #mailbox #Metalocalypse #toki wartooth #william murderface

[mstormcloud]

Gender/Sexuality headcannons for Wild, Legend, Hyrule and Four because I need to share them lest I explode they are taking my brain over.

Wild: they/them non-binary lesbian. Wild probably struggled with gender a LOT especially since they couldn’t remember if they felt the same pre-calamity. (They did, but I’d like to think pre-calamity Wild never came out. They had some really bad internalized transphobia. Not only were they way more reserved but they also were aware of what being the Princess’ knight meant, and didn’t want to be seen as an embarrassment to the kingdom.) As for post calamity Wild, they don’t come out until meeting the LU gang since before that they honestly spent more time from people then with people, so they didn’t even think about gender much. (Whenever they’d be in a town like Dora’s domain and someone called them a “he”, they’d feel confused, but didn’t bother correcting them.) They were nervous to come out to the LU gang because, well, they all shared the same spirit, and they all seemed to be “boys.” Wild had already failed once, failed so bad they had to prove themself to the master sword a second time, if they weren’t a boy, would that not make them the hero’s spirit? They feel much better once they learn the others aren’t all boys either. I feel like they have a crush on Flora, but NO WAY are they gonna do anything about it cause even IF flora liked them before they’re not at ALL like the Link they used to be, so clearly she wouldn’t be interested. Not to mention the fact they haven’t had a chance to come out to her yet!

Legend: genderfluid he/she, bisexual. After coming out to the LU gang, she uses her hair to show what pronouns she’s using each day - if she has a small braid, she’s a she, and if not he’s a he. It’s just easier then everyone asking everyday. Part of the reason why Marin and Koholint were so heartbreaking was because of just how perfect it was. Marin liked Legend regardless of whether he was a he or a she, and the rest of the island took her coming out well too. No one was calling guards to come take him or even seemed to care about the triforce on his hand, koholint truly was a place that seemed too good to be true. Part of her took that to mean that only in dreams could people be so accepting, so she didn’t come out for a while. Prior to LU, he had only come out to Ravio, and had been considering telling Fable. She never wears pants, even on the days where he feels like a boy, no pants.

Hyrule: Aroace Agender, he/him. (HEAVY Projection alert!!) During his journeys he didn’t think about romance or gender at all. Like not one bit. People called him a he? That’s fine, people called him a boy? Well he’s been called a boy all his life so what else would be he right? Romance? Or no, no he’s too young for that! No one around him seems attractive anyway, but once he’s older he’ll meet “the one” so no need to worry about it! It isn’t until the LU gang starts talking about different pronouns that he realizes there’s more to this than he thought. He’s kinda nervous to talk to anyone about gender because well, what if he IS just a boy? He wouldn’t want to be seen as like, trying to be something other than a boy just to be “cool.” But quietly sometimes he’ll kinda try to say sentences with his name connected to different pronouns to see how he feels, only to be even more confused because no pronouns feel any different to he/him. They don’t make him feel happier or sadder just, nothing. He eventually confines in Wild who tells him how it’s GOOD he’s experimenting with pronouns! They can’t help him know what gender he is, but they’re happy he’s thinking about it at all. He’s still not sure What his gender is, but just decided to stick with he/him since he’s used to using it, and it doesn’t bother him at all. As for his sexuality, imagine his surprise when he hears people like Wind and Wild have crushes already??? And that many of the others have been in love at some point??? Like what?? Wind is YOUNGER than him!! Clearly Wind must just be confused I mean, storybooks always have romance so maybe Wind was trying to be more like the people in stories! After meeting Tetra though, it’s pretty clear that Wind isn’t faking anything, and Hyrule is very, very confused because he hasn’t had a crush in his life!! It’s Warriors who eventually tells him about some friends he’s had who were the same, and how it’s perfectly normal - some people just don’t feel romantic attraction, and only then does he calm down. He’s worried about how people in his time will feel though, since most expect people to get married at some point, but he’s gonna deal with that later.

Four: non-binary, they/them, queer. Holy fuck their gender is an absolute MESS. Green uses he/him, Vio uses they/them, Red uses they/he, and Blue uses she/her. It took FOREVER for them to settle with using they/them when they’re Four, and even then it’s not perfect. Prior to LU they had come out to Dot and their grandfather, but they were worried about how these 8 people who were practically strangers would take such information, so they went as “he” for awhile - which Blue and Vio did Not enjoy. When Wild is brings up gender for the first time - Four is the first to jump to use pronouns other than he/him because “he” is literally driving 2/4 of him crazy (sometimes 3/4 on the days Red insists they use they) and the last thing Green wants is his siblings upset. (Shadow also uses they/them.)

#linked universe #lu hyrule #lu four #lu legend #lu wild #zelink #telink #(implied at least) #lu colors #these took over my brain #help #Hyrule is literally just projection oops #as an aroace I read aroace Hyrule once and ate it up like a rabid dog #so now it’s canon to me