#brutus hc

[thefloatingwriter]

the victors as complex characters will always be more interesting than making them amazing people.

like these are people who did absolutely everything in their power to survive something as traumatic as the games. most of them probably sleep with weapons in their hands. the thought on the forefront of most of their minds is survival. everything else—anyone else—can wait.

they sacrificed everything to crawl out of a killing game. their mental stability. their innocence. their childhood.

and after all of that, they realized that the games never really end. that they would sacrifice ever having a good night sleep without being plagued by nightmares. they would sacrifice their brains to help the capitol. they would sacrifice their bodies, something that should have always been their own, now snatched away from them. all for surviving a killing match that twenty-three children didn’t.

no victor is immune to this either. do you think cashmere doesn’t regret being so excited to go into the games after her brother after staying the night in a strange man’s bed that she doesn’t know? do you think gloss doesn’t regret not warning his sister about the horrors that await her after she wins? do you think brutus doesn’t sometimes wake up in a cold sweat after having yet another nightmare about being on the receiving end of his weapon, just as all of his victims were before everything faded to black? do you think enobaria doesn’t run her tongue over her sharpened teeth and wonder if it was worth it?

do you think beetee doesn’t flinch every time he sees lightning? do you think wiress doesn’t think of how if she hadn’t learned acrobatics that the 48th hunger games would have gone very differently? do you think finnick doesn’t see nets in the same way ever again, after he saw the girl from nine begging for her life tangled in a net he set up before he stabbed her with a trident? do you think annie doesn’t think about if she hadn’t spent all of that time on the beach growing up, playing in the water, that she wouldn’t have survived the dam breaking in her arena? do you think mags doesn’t think about how she left her district partner to die in the first ever traditional career pack? how if maybe, if she had been there to take the blow for him, there would be a different victor of the 11th hunger games?

do you think that blight doesn’t wonder what would have happened if the boy from two had looked up a little bit sooner, looked a little bit closer at the treetops above him, before the knife previously in blight’s hand found it’s way to the boy’s back? do you think that every time johanna picks up an axe, she doesn’t think about what it felt like to stab someone with it, what blood felt like when it splattered you? do you think she doesn’t wake up in a sweat, thinking the moisture on her skin is blood, that she’s back in the third quarter quell? do you think she doesn’t ever walk into her house in the victor’s village and think she sees a glimpse, a shadow, of her lost loved ones?

do you think that woof doesn’t use real knives anymore because every time he sees one, he remembers how it felt to stab blindly at the boy from seven? that even when he was seventy-five and the male tribute from eight for the third quarter quell, he couldn’t even look at the utensil and had to get cecelia to take it away from him? do you think cecelia can’t look at seashells anymore, that she could barely stand district four on her victory tour, because the girl from four was her last kill? that her necklace, a pretty one her sister made for her with a seashell strung through the string, was what cecelia used to choke the life out of her?

do you think that chaff doesn’t ever feel the phantom feeling of his hand? doesn’t ever touch the stump where it used to be and feel the phantom pain of it being sawed off like it was yesterday, even thirty years later? do you think that seeder doesn’t ever feel the hot sun of her arena on her body, doesn’t ever think she’s back, waiting for her death to come?

do you think that haymitch doesn’t start shaking every time a blowgun is provided at the cornucopia? do you think that he didn’t see the gold pin on katniss’ arena wear and have to sit down, remembering a very different girl with blonde hair and a quick witted humor with the same pin? do you think that peeta doesn’t hear foxface’s voice during her interview, over and over and over, until it’s so distorted he can’t even remember what she had actually said? that he doesn’t ever think of the girl from eight, a girl he might not have even known the name of?

do you think that, years down the line, katniss doesn’t realize the fate that waited for glimmer if she had won? do you think that she doesn’t wonder what would have happened if cato was a little quicker to get to the cornucopia to save clove? do you think she doesn’t wonder what the girl from four was like, what her name was, what her parents were like, what she was like? do you think that she doesn’t think about what would have happened if marvel was just a little bit quicker with his spear than her with her arrows, what would have happened if she was just a little bit slower to get to rue?

the what-ifs plague them. their games will never leave them. they will never escape their experiences. their lives will never be their own, if they ever were, ever again.

[spokenforr]

okay but brutus by the buttress with camilla and literally every smiths song with richard

[aleafshapedcloud]

I wonder how the mentor’s lounge works in the HG, I’ve seen quite a few interpretations in fics that it’s a big room and all mentors sit together, kind of like in TBOSAS but bigger, and I’ve seen interpretations that each district gets a separate room. Idk which one I like better but if we take the first as canon then that would mean that Brutus and Wiress sat close for more than 20 years (assuming Brutus won a little before/after) and then they went into the quell as enemies, not that they were super close friends, there’s nothing pointing to that. But they were, quite literally close. It’s a very curious dynamic to me. I wonder if they were friends, if Brutus was frustrated with her inability to finish sentences, if Wiress saw through the tough career act, if he looked at her with a hint of sorrow whenever one of his tributes would kill one of hers, I wonder if there was a silent companionship between them. They probably weren’t friends, maybe Brutus was replaced as mentor by another victor from 2, maybe Wiress herself wasn’t a mentor if 3 had the fortune of one more victor. But I still think about that not-relationship that they probably had. Idk why I just do

On a brighter note my hc to if they really did have a friendship is that Brutus insists that they don’t use elevators and always use the stairs. Healthy lifestyle and all, so Wiress is surprisingly good with stairs

[fortnite-headcanons]

Midas's crew are all a found family and would definitely throw hands for eachother

Fortnite Headcanon #260

[just-an-enby-lemon]

I have a headcannon - based on literally nothing at all except that gnomes have big lifespans and I personaly would find funny - that not only Wilde's mum was a Harlequinn for a time but left and did an one 80 for some reason but that she had a thing with Earhart. That's again based on nada but I have it.

[sgrspiced-a]

after minnie exits her games, her preferred weapon becomes her mace and her flail. they weren’t her first choice, but she’s not allowed hammers anymore ):

[artbybrutus]

Throwback to me not being able to draw humans and i wanted to draw Grian fanart so I used my furry skills

I should make a scar one and maybe mumbo because i love them three

[sleepsi]

Ojiro : *minding his business*

Me, in the distance holding the aspec headcanon gun: :))))

[acid-ixx]

Hi hi I made more fan art hehe

Neglected y/n and non neglected y/n

(They're both born male but they go by any pronouns , they both got their lashes from their mom lol)

— masterlist ! ; brutus fic

I'M CRYING this was buried in my askbox, i feel so bad 😭 I ABSOLUTELY LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS! thank you so much for creating a masterpiece of an illustration.

love the opposing sides where the other one is spoiled to death with fancy clothes whilst the other prefers a more reserved style, bleak colors with only the white streaks as the brightest part about them. the white highlights in the villain mc's hair is so reminiscent of jason todd (and a symbolism of death and rebirth, stunning, 10/10, give me more!)

the softer curls on the right side, whilst spikier, more shaggy hair on the left. the details are insane i'm absolutely crying 😭 also! i love to hc the villain reader as a mentee of gotham's famous sirens (poison ivy, catwoman, and harley quinn), or was once a sidekick to at least two or more of batman's villain gallery. the possibilities are endless.

and the curve of the eyes, the lackluster shine on the other, alongside even the sheer difference between preference of jewelry, piercings on the other whilst the non-neglected side retains expensive earrings... something i know you have put so much thought and love into!

you don't know it, but you pretty much got an almost accurate presentation of how i see the reader's mother on the non-neglected side!

also, the perfect representation of both sides of gotham... the rich, glorified side that speaks of poise, spoiled upper-classes and the well-known underside of it which tells stories of a history criminal activity, hell on earth. everything fits so well, i swear.

thank you so much for sending this in, i love this fanart and i appreciate all the effort you have done for drawing this 😭 you guys are just so creative with your portrayals of your own readers and i'm glad you found inspiration through my fanfics.

[lookslikethatsallthetimewehave]

I was listening to the SpongeBob Musical again, and so… this happened 😌

Headcanon: Idk if the island said this or implied it or whatever, but my hc is that the main Forty Thieves used to work in the palace until they decided to piss off with Scheherazade, cause solidarity. 

Found family trope, except the family is still awful, but they're awful together ❤

Brutus: Brutus is... Brutus. He was the head guard of the palace. 

Master of Coin: Real name is Cassim. He was the Sultan's accountant. His greed rivals the Sultan's. He has a complex...

Jailer: Real name is Ali Baba. He is Cassim's older brother. Ali is literally the only sane one in the group. He was the warden of the palace prison. 

[thefloatingwriter]

sunrise on the reaping is where headcanons go to die.

[ivansbadart]

And lastly, some miscellaneous stuff from my Brutus piece, such as Baby Aegon & Helaena, the bleeding star and Aemond's faith of the seven Rosary (?)

Uploaded again so I have them on my blog in full resolution :)

Some details to point out, beneath the cut;

As always heavy on religious imagery,

the bleeding star is seven-pointed, it is also inspired by Folio 34. Comet (1007) From The Book of Miracles (it's very cool check it out!)

Aemond has the same rosary on page 8/9 as he does on page 2/9

Alicent is obviously also wearing one. (The source of his religious trauma and guilt)

You might notice that I draw Aemond with greyish lips, and here also with dark nails, while nail polish does exist in asoiaf-verse (Dany gets hers painted in Meereen) this is done for other reasons, 1. I want him sickly and ghoulish looking, 2. I have a hc that he micro-doses shade of the evening to "force" prophetic dreams

[solar-halos]

ways i think thg characters would get (social media) famous (a very mixed batch of modern au/canon compliant hcs)

• i’ve mentioned this before but finnick would get very popular singing popular songs in his caesar flickerman impression. “hellomy nameiscaesarflickerman. and this is MY COVER of espresso by my late greatgreatgreatgreat grandmother sabrina carpenter” (inspo: this fucking guy. this is exactly my type of humor bc i laughed so fucking hard at this when i first saw it i couldn’t breathe. anyway onto the rest of the post)

• because alt/goth annie owns my heart, she is making get ready with mes that are completely silent save for the pitter patter of her feet (inspo: malloryheartsyou). however one day she drops a five hour analysis on her fav piece of media and everyone freaks out over the sound of her voice

• brutus and gloss are the token guy best friends that everyone is weird about who sit in their rooms and watch stupid movies and give even stupider commentary

• cashmere is doing a little bit of everything! baking, makeup, sewing you name it. i feel like when she’s not in the capitol she just tries to stay busy (inspo: mia maples! love her our diy queen)

• glimmer THRIVES on doing shorts on how she thrift flips her clothes into something y2k inspired. she also makes questionable items into the cutest items ever (inspo for last part: this fashionista original diva. love her southern twang)

• clove is doing her makeup while telling crazy fucking stories “yeah he cheated on me—“ *checks her lipgloss, dabs at the excess “—so i drove his car off a cliff. while he was in it. i am excellent with a snorkel”

• cato is saying something stupid as fuck for views + comments. “isn’t it crazy how there isn’t a single color that starts with an O and ends with a E?” “women have it one day out of the year, but men have it all the time. what is it?” “there are no words that rhyme with pillow”

• johanna would have a podcast talking about various conspiracy theories like she believes them. sometimes finnick joins her and he continues the bit

• beetee is just straight up matpat. i dont think i have to link him but specifically his fnaf era. idk something about him making passionate youtube videos defending arguments he didn’t even believe with his life is just very young adult beetee to me that guy would be contrarian just for the sake of it

[fortnite-headcanons]

Brutus and megalo don are best friends who watch mlp together, everyone is too scared to say anything about it.

Fortnite Headcanon #542

[fangsforiris]

I Want To Be You [Shū]

Prompt: Idolization & a Desire to Become.

Person: Ayato Sakamaki, Shuu Sakamaki

HC’s:

🍷 Ayato has always idolized Shuu from a very young age.

🍷 As in, he’d do everything he could to mimic the blond, but would fail constantly, as Shuu was an enigma to all.

🍷 Ayato wants to become Shuu.

🍷 No sugar coating it at all. He wants Shuu’s title, he wants his aura, he wants everything and anything connected to Shuu.

🍷 This is all influenced by Cordelia and Beatrix’s rivalry, which heavily influenced and became Ayato’s life, whilst Shuu remained unaffected.

🍷 The rivalry was Ayato’s world, as he did anything to attempt to become the better one out of the two.

🍷 It would always follow in constant failure, however, since Shuu didn’t care, nor did he let up in the high pursuit of the throne.

🍷 It was as if Shuu never saw Ayato as competition, like he could see right through the red-head.

🍷 Overtime, idolization became akin to envy and utmost desire. It was obsessive. It was unhealthy. Ayato dabbled and crosses the lines of sane and normal ages ago whenever Shuu was involved.

🍷 Ayato knew that whatever he did, he needed to be just like Shuu. Didn’t matter how he got there, he just had to overtake him somehow.

🍷 Shuu would know of his… project or obsession so to speak, but never would he outwardly say anything.

🍷 “My whole life, you were a teacher and friend to me

Please know my actions are not motivated only by envy

I, too, have a destiny

This death will be art

The people will speak of this day from near and afar

This event will be history, and I'll be great too

I don't want what you have, I want to be you” — Brutus by The Buttress.

🍷 Ayato desired it, craved it even.

🍷 After all, his abuse he went through would be all for nothing if he didn’t overtake the Great Shuu.

🍷 It would all be in vain. All of the tear stained nights, the ones spent isolated from his triplet brothers, the attempted drowning attempts his mother threw at him. It would serve as a reminder that Ayato had a clear, set goal in mind. And neither Reiji, or Shuu, would get in front of it.

🍷 He couldn’t care less about Reiji’s stance on the throne, all because Ayato knew that his real, main opponent was Shuu. It always was. And always will be.

🍷 You know the quote “you either wanna be him or be with him” Ayato will always choose the first when it’s about Shuu.

🍷 A broken mirror represents jealousy/envy.

🍷 Ayato has definitely broken a few mirrors when deep into his comparison mindset, unable to recognize or bear the thought of the red-head looking back at him through the looking glass. It was far too much. Red could never turn into blond.

🍷 Yellow Hyacinths also represent envy.

🍷 Laito once brought him those flowers as a joke, unknowing of Ayato’s deeply rooted anguish. (He lied, Laito knew.)

🍷 It can go both ways, as Laito is also envious of Ayato, but Ayato is far too consumed with Shuu.

🍷 Ayato secretly keeps a board consisting of pictures of Shuu.

🍷 He would sometimes draw big, gaunty red ‘X’ marks across his face, or find a knife and stab it repeatedly.

🍷 It differs on some days, as for the ones where he feels nostalgic and his envy dies down to a ‘healthier’ level of obsession, he’d draw hearts and circles, emphasizing what he wants and appreciates to gain.

🍷 Ayato even collects pictures and paraphernalia of Shuu just to go the extra mile of what it is he lacks inside himself and how he can change it.

🍷 He once thought of dying his hair blond, and perhaps getting coloured contacts, but it was then when he realized that he could never fill Shuu’s place.

🍷 Even more on this, he once bought box dye of bleach, toner, and purple shampoo to dye his hair.

🍷 Ayato did this in secret, and once he did so, it came out streaky and he quickly went to buy red hair mix.

🍷 Ayato drinks to cope. Specifically the same brand of alcohol Shuu particularly enjoys. Hennessy is a go to, as well as some champagne shockingly.

🍷 Shuu hates the classic beers, so Ayato never even looks at it.

🍷 Ayato used to try and dress the same as Shuu, but would gain strange looks and small remarks. He’d burn all of the clothing he’d bought with his allowance in the next week.

🍷 Shuu wears black and brown eyeliner, kajal (kohl,) and sometimes mascara to accentuate  his blue eyes.

🍷 Ayato saw this and would pick up the same brands as Shuu did.

🍷 It was safe to say that Ayato didn’t suit it as well as he thought he would, and aimed for the brown instead in his outer corners as the full thing made him ‘emo.’

[chronic-pessimist0b]

you asked me a little while ago for xenopeter hcs..... what are YOUR headcanons ??

okay god sorry this took me so long cause i was THINKING. im going to do canon compliant hcs cause i spin that version of them around in my head the most (with the background of malfoy brothers, cause that's just canon to meeee)

during sixth year, they started dating, much to phili's friends' disgust. Gilderoy literally pointed at Peter and asked Phil 'this one? are you sure?' Benjy is adverse to any of his friends dating, but especially when they date or have crushes on any of the marauders because 'they'll get you in trouble'. they rejoiced when the two boys broke up a few months later.

when they were like, what, nineteen or twenty, peter took xenophilius into muggle london to a club remus had showed the marauders before. he thought phili would be like, anxious and cagey, but that man walked in and danced until closing. and at one point peter had to stop and just watch phili enjoying himself properly without feeling self conscious. because he was beautiful. and peter realised just how bad he fumbled the bag at school. in some universe i think phili went home with peter that night, but im iffy on it. (3.23 of track 10 by charli xcx)

i like to think that while peter was in hiding as scabbers, he'd go to phili's every so often. they'd drink tea and smoke and sit outside in the summer even after the sun went down so they could look at the stars. and then after pandora died, peter would help with raising luna too. making lunches, doing her hair, reading to her and all three of them would play board games.

they are both autistic so have a lot of long comfortable silences. some people would think they were fighting if they walked into a room where they were sat doing their own things (benjy) but that's actually when they feel the closest. and after they'd sit really close together and ask questions about what the other was doing.

they'd help each other with hoomeewoorkkk. very overdone but idc cause it's cute. phili would be better at care of magical creatures and peter would be best at herbology (or whatever the plant one is) and they'd swap notes.

peter left voldemort's wand at xenophilius' house after the potters were killed, because he knew that phili would be too afraid to do anything with it. he wouldn't even touch it if he could help it. and lucius would never suspect his brother of being able to hide something from him.

phili is definitely a little gender fuck up but peter would absolutely adoreeee it. phili would wear a feminine outfit for the first time, tights and a long skirt and a blouse and buckled shoes with little flower embellishments that he borrowed from billie, and peter would GENUINELY lose his breath. ('how do i look, pete?'//'jesusfuckingchrist- you look... amazing. stunning, even.')

in like fourth year, phili came back from staying at sybil's for the summer. his hair was longer, he wasn't wearing pureblood robes anymore, he was actually wearing robes that suited him, he had some eye makeup billie had done for him and was wearing sparkly jewellery. peter saw him from the other side of the great hall and choked. sirius had to knock the roast potato from his throat.

xenophilius had a bad habit of never returning the books he borrowed from the library and peter caught onto this, so eventually started asking phil if he had any books that needed returning when peter had some of his own. the first time he had to do three trips there and back cause there were so many.

peter knew more about muggle culture compared to phili when they were in the younger part of the school, cause phil was brought up with pure blood ideals. peter would take phil out to muggle places in the summer to impress him. but in the upper part of school, it was reversed, cause phili's mum (brutus is her name in my head) married a muggle man, and phili was able to show peter more things. like a little adventure just for the two of them.

they both sleep with socks on and the duvet pulled up to their necks so in summer cuddles are absolutely NOT permitted. they are on opposite sides of the bed. peter might latch onto some of phili's hair (cause it rivals rapunzel's) but that would be the only contact. the windows would be wide open. no candles would be lit. they'd sleep without pillows. stretched out as much as possible without touching. and it is the best sleep of their lives lol.

phili is a very messy person, and as much as peter would like to be a clean freak to counteract this, he is not. he, at least, isn't as bad as phil. but if they lived together (thank god they never do frfr, only staying over at each others places for elongated periods of time) it would be the most cluttered organised chaos you've ever seen. people would be drinking paint instead of their tea. phil would knock his tall head into things. peter would knock things off of tables and counters all the time. socks would basically all be odd. these gays (im shaking my head as if this isn't how i live my life)

I don't think they'd share clothes very often, cause they have such different body types. phil is long and lanky, while peter is short and stout. if they were going to share any sort of clothing, it would be socks. or shoes. I think they'd oddly have the same size feet despite the stark difference in the rest of their statures.

pete's animagus is a rat, we are all aware, but I think xeno's would be a pale white horse. he reminds me of a foal who hasn't learnt to walk yet. I think he lived his entire life like a foal tbh. if he runs too far or fast he'll die (a true thing that happens to horses btw) anyway. the idea of having this great tall creature next to the tiniest filthly thing to exist. god fuck OFF!!!! they're perfect.

that's enough lol. i think i've run out of ideas past vague feelings and things that don't make sense outside of my own hcs...oopsies... i hope you enjoyed kaye 🫶🫶🫶 thank you for enabling my yapping 😋😋