#heir to love and lies headcanons

[flametrashiraarchive]

hi may I ask for

pussy drunk muzan please♡

Alright, look... I'm absolute trash for Muzan at the moment. I already thought he was hot and then that last Swordsmith Village episode just... ugh... I love him.

Anyway, I couldn't resist answering this right away. I've also done headcanons for human Muzan and demon Muzan because I'm a hussy for him.

NSFW below the cut.

He may be wealthy, but Muzan's life is far from comfortable. He hurts; he's angry, frustrated, he resents the world. Physical activity is hard on his body but the man still has needs.

Human Muzan

You enter his room when summoned, hopeful that the doctor has given him good news this time.

"Of course not. That fraud only deals in disappointments."

"I'm sorry..."

"Keep your worthless pity. Just... come here."

You approach his futon and gently take his extended hand. His grip is weak and unsteady. "Yes my lord?"

He arches an eyebrow, knowing that you're aware of what he wants.

So you get into position, lying sideways across the top of his futon so your hip is resting where he would lay his head. You lift your skirt and open your legs so he can rest his head on your inner thigh as he lies on his side.

Muzan doesn't speak a word. He doesn't praise you, doesn't thank you. He just inches his head closer and begins to lick your pussy.

You bite your lip to keep from crying out. If you make too much noise he'll scold you and stop, so you do all you can to remain silent. Muzan Kibutsuji is the only man you've ever met who eats your pussy solely for his pleasure.

He tongues your hole, lapping at your essence as if it could cure him, his deep groans vibrating through you as he feasts. And when he's licked up every drop, only then does he turn his attention to your clit, slowly circling it with his tongue, enjoying the way it swells from his attention, stopping when he feels you're wet enough again and turning his attention back to your cunt.

He goes back and forth between the two motions, taking you to the edge of ecstasy again and again until you cum. His long, dark hair splays across your thighs as he fucks you with his tongue and palms his cock. He strokes himself slowly, setting a pace which isn't too strenuous for him, and all the while he continues licking your overstimulated clit in those long, slow circles, making your muscles tighten with every torturous lap.

He keeps going, his groans getting louder as he makes you cum once more and he keeps on stroking his cock.

"Mm-more," he moans, his deep, commanding voice cracking with desperation. "Nghh... give it... to me."

His composure breaks entirely as he shudders through his orgasm, his eyes squeezed shut as he sucks your clit, tonguing it to get you off one last time.

The doctors confirmed long ago that Muzan cannot produce heirs, but that doesn't stop him from fingering his cum into your pussy, making sure you take in every last drop of it before he lifts his head and says flatly. "I'm finished. You may leave."

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Demon Muzan.

Muzan appears accompanied by the sudden strum of a biwa, standing behind his work desk. "Get over here. Assume the position."

Thick veins throb in his forehead and his crimson eyes are murderous.

Either the upper moons have pissed him off again, or his latest experiment to reproduce the blue spider lily potion has gone awry. And when he's in a rage like this only one thing that can calm him.

You climb onto his desk on your hands and knees and put your chest down, sticking your ass in the air toward him.

"See? My requests are so simple and yet you are the only one who seems capable of obeying them." He slides a finger down your slit, spreading your growing wetness. "You bow for your king as you should."

"Because I-"

"Silence."

A low, primal growl rolls from the depths of his chest as he leans forward until his face is no more than an inch from your pussy. And then he inhales.

That's all the warning you get before he drags his tongue slowly from your clit down to your hole with a deep groan.

"Oh, you never disappoint me," he whispers, though whether he's speaking to you or that specific part of you, you aren't certain.

He starts with small, fluttering licks, teasing your sensitive flesh with the tip of his tongue. But before long he can't hold back, and his licks become frantic and sloppy, devouring you with fervent hunger.

Outside of this room he appears cold, calculating, elegant and distinguished, but you bring out an all together different sort of beast.

"Muzan!" You bite your knuckles to keep from crying out and incurring his wrath.

He grips the backs of your thighs and parts your folds with his thumbs, pushing his tongue deeper into you. His wanton moans fill the room as he drags his tongue over your flesh again and again. You can't hold back from crying out in pleasure as you cum, your pussy throbbing with ecstasy as he continues eating you.

As a demon, he has the strength to fuck you like he always wished he could as a human. At the sound of your desperate cry, the last remnant of his restraint snaps. He stands, licking your essence from his lips as he thrusts his cock inside you, shivering at the sensation before he starts to pump his hips back and forth.

His elegant fingers dig into your hips as he holds you in place, burying himself to the hilt inside you and fucking you with short, fast thrusts, keeping your cunt stuffed full of him.

"Oh... oh... yes..." he grunts beneath his breath.

He pulls out only to push two fingers into you, pumping them back and forth before he takes them out again and stuffs his cock back in. And as he fucks you harder, faster, he brings those fingers to his mouth and sucks the taste of you from them.

That's enough to send him over the edge; your exquisite taste accompanied by the sensation of your needy cunt squeezing his cock. His back arches as he cums, baring his teeth as he fills you.

His breath is hot and heavy as his lips graze your shoulder blades.

"Such a good and obedient servant," he whispers, his hair falling over his brow.

And then he straightens his back, regains his composure, and disappears once more, accompanied by the strum of a biwa.

[viviennevermillion]

ᴀ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ɴᴏᴡ ɪꜱ ᴏᴜʀꜱ...

❝ there's no storm we can't outrun, we will always find the sun, leave the past and all its scars [...] ; if we're facing endless night, take my hand and join the fight, past the clouds we'll find the stars... ❞ — cast of once upon a time

notes: these wedding headcanons are part of our @briarvalleyarchives wedding event! it was super fun brainstorming how weddings would be in the characters' homelands. used my own experience of german customs for vil's, for leona i checked out some kenyan wedding traditions and lion king lore! hope you guys like these ♡

contains: wedding headcanons, character x gn!reader

characters: malleus, vil, azul, leona

warnings: some blood in malleus's (pricking your finger)

You were a little nervous, when the day had finally come for Queen Maleficia to introduce you to her kingdom's people as Prince Malleus's fiance. News that the heir to the throne of Briar Valley was getting married travelled very far very quickly, and that despite the lack of modern technology. But contrary to your fears and extensive list of worst case scenarios, you were well-received as Malleus's beloved and your prince was more than excited about the upcoming wedding.

According to Briar Valley traditions, both of your wedding attire is going to be black, as it is the royal color of the Draconia family. Nevertheless, neither the queen nor the people will mind you having a little color on your otherwise black clothing, symbolizing how you were not native to your beloved's kingdom; yet your union made you a part of fae society nonetheless, regardless of your origins.

The wedding venue is deep in the forest and has been in preparation by the castle staff for months. Malleus and you are to be wed under a floral arbor, decorated with roses from Malleus's garden.

On the day of the ceremony, butterflies and fireflies surround the venue and rose petals are scattered across it.

You're waiting under the arbor as the queen leads Malleus down the aisle, guided by small forest fae who were chosen as the ring bearers. They carry a small wooden basket with local plants of Briar Valley and the rings are placed upon them. Halfway through, Queen Maleficia lets go of her grandson's arm and lets him walk the rest of the way to you on his own, symbolizing her trust in him to walk his own path from here on out and a new part of his life beginning. You can see a soft smile on her face that is only seen from the usually so serious and stern queen on rare occasions. The guests are assembled at the side of the venue, watching you unite under the arbor and giving you their blessings.

You and Malleus exchange your vows. He takes your hands into his as he speaks to you. "I have to confess that when I met you, I was inexperienced and still had so much to learn about this world. But sharing these experiences with you, exploring what lies beyond the borders of my home by your side, were some of the happiest moments of my life and I still have no doubt that they marked the beginning of something even more grand to come", Malleus's expression was so loving and soft, but you could also tell how giddy and excited he was feeling inside, "just by being there, you brought so much color and vibrance into my life and made me look at the world through different eyes. From the moment we met, I never wanted to lose you and now I promise to you to stay by your side forever, if you allow me. I love you dearly and with all my heart."

Malleus listens attentively to your vows and his heart beats faster when he hears them. He's definitely tearing up.

In remembrance of the Thorn Fairy, it is custom in Briar Valley to prick your finger on a thorn to sign the wedding certificate. Malleus heals the cut with his magic immediately, so there's no need to worry.

Next you shall be crowned as part of the royal family. Every member of the Draconia family receives a custom-made crown. You have a say in deciding how it looks and Malleus hasn't actually seen it until he gets to place it on top of your head at the ceremony. Before doing so, he kisses the dragon markings on your forehead or the skin where they should be, if you had them, and you do the same with him. Malleus smiles as he feels your lips on his markings, taking your hand into his once more and squeezing it gently. You know him too well not to be aware that he's basically itching to pull you into a kiss.

Malleus and you exchange rings and are pronounced newlyweds. "You may kiss-"

Malleus's lips are already on yours before that sentence is even finished. He kisses you deeply and lovingly and holds you tightly in his arms. He doesn't let go of you just yet even after the kiss has ended, hugging you closely and nuzzling your temple.

It is said that the marriage is sealed with true love's kiss.

The eldest fairies in the royal court bestow their magic blessings on you. How effective these actually are? You're not sure, but you're willing to be surprised.

The wedding reception is held in Malleus's rose garden and the guests are reduced to the royal court, both of your family members, friends and the closest noble associates to the Draconia family.

Bowls with flowers as well as twigs decorate the tables at the reception and fairy lights adorn the rose garden.

Traditional Briar Valley folk music plays as you and your guests dance the night away.

Vil and you ring in your wedding celebrations with a "Polterabend", as is typical in the area of the Shaftlands that Vil lives in. This custom is held on the night before the wedding. The guests bring porcelain, but also commonly flowerpots and ceramics to the party that are later smashed onto the ground, supposedly to bring good luck to the couple.

A barbecue is held to provide food for the guests. Vil made sure there's lots of salads and grilled vegetables as well to provide enough variety of foods. Lively chatter can be heard at the tables between your family members and friends as drinks are served.

This gathering is used as an opportunity to accept well-wishes from acquaintances, co-workers and people who aren't able to come to the actual wedding. They stop by for a while to give wedding cards and small gifts to you and Vil. This includes your former classmates from NRC.

"Epel, I swear to the Seven, this is your grandmother's antique tableware, don't you dare", Vil scolds his Pomefiore underclassman as the porcelain smashing ceremony is about to begin. "Are you kidding me, this is the literal point of this evening", Epel pouts. Vil also has to stop Ace from smashing a whole mirror. "Did you never hear about smashing a mirror meaning 7 years of bad luck?", Vil sighs. "Aw, come on, let them have their fun for the night", you chuckle. Vil raises his eyebrows at you. "If we end up cursed, it's your fault."

The actual wedding ceremony happens on the next day at the registry office. You greet your guests in front of the building and provide them with champagne and juice to toast to your marriage. The guests take their seats and eagerly await the beginning of the ceremony. You and Vil have decided to walk in together. One of your guests sings a love song with a piano accompaniment as you two enter and take your seats in front of the registrar's desk. Vil's dad is tearing up as he sees you walk in to the slow music.

You and Vil exchange vows. "Y/n... I have met plenty of people who have said that there's hardly one who understands beauty better than I do. But you proved to me that there were things I had yet to see and understand about the beauty surrounding me", Vil smiles at you and takes your hand into his, "your love made me see a new kind of beauty in this world and just like the radiance of the Beautiful Queen, our love, too, will shine on eternally. I cherish every day we spend together and I know that I can count on you to be there through the good times and the bad. And I promise that I will stay by your side and love you more with every year that passes. I will be there for you whenever you need me. I love you with all my heart."

You exchange rings (Vil's own design) and the registrar makes your marriage official. Vil seals his promise with a kiss. His kiss is soft and doesn't last very long, but you know he's saving the passionate kisses for later.

The guests congratulate you for your union and you leave the building, getting into the car that has been specifically rented for the occasion and decorated with flowers. With your guests behind you, you drive to the reception, hearing them honk their car horns in celebration of your wedding. "I just know we're interrupting some poor soul's afternoon nap", Vil sighs and chuckles.

A log has been placed in front of the entrance of your wedding reception, resembling the first obstacle you and Vil have to overcome as newlyweds. Vil's father hands you the saw to cut it as per tradition. "Hold on, I need to get my gloves", Vil gets his gloves from the car and you chuckle at how on brand this was for him. God forbid Vil Schoenheit breaks a nail on his wedding day. But since Vil is pretty physically strong, the two of you saw through the log rather quickly. "Magnifique!", Rook exclaims and starts clapping.

As the wedding reception you picked an elegant ballroom that reminds you a lot of Pomefiore during your school years. Carefully designed flower bouquets decorate the tables.

You and Vil sit down at the forefront of the tables where all your guests are able to see you. Before the buffet is opened, one of you holds a speech, thanking the guests for the gifts and their attendance and telling the story of how you met and fell in love. Vil's father and optionally, your closest family members, hold speeches as well to express their joy about your union.

After everyone has finished dinner, you share your first dance on the ballroom floor. Vil being Vil, has actually practiced this dance with you for a while before the wedding. Still, even if you'd step on his foot today, he's too happy to care. A slow song plays as you seem to only have eyes for each other for as long as your waltz lasts.

Once your dance concludes, you open the dancefloor to your guests as well to dance with their partners, friends and family. Vil and you hand-picked every song on your wedding playlist.

Sometime later during the evening, your guests have prepared some speeches and party games for you, including a slideshow of your most important memories together and a round of musical chairs which Vil happens to win.

Azul and you decide to hold two wedding celebrations, both under the sea and on land. You hire a wedding planner to help you set the whole thing up and you convince Azul not to charge the guests for the food.

Only your closest family members and friends attend the wedding ceremony under the sea, to make sure that Azul is able to provide enough potions for all of you to breathe underwater.

He's totally the nervous one out of the two of you. Kinda freaks out internally if anything doesn't go according to plan and during the time you spend planning your wedding, he sometimes needs you to take his mind off things and let him rest his head in your lap as you run your fingertips through your fiance's silver hair.

Since there's no real "wedding attire" for merfolk, Azul receives some traditional coral sea body paint which is temporary and luminous. You cup his cheeks before the ceremony. "You're so pretty", you gush quietly and Azul reminds you to save this for after the wedding with a blush on his face.

Azul's mother has to be the happiest guest. She sweeps her son up in a hug. "Awww my little Azul is getting married....they grow up so fast", she wipes her tears, "I remember when you were just 3 and you tried practicing your signature with ink on our living room walls." You giggle. "Mum...please", Azul groans and hides his expression behind his hand.

In remembrance of the mermaid princess's beautiful singing, the mermaids who have been invited to your wedding sing for you as you are united in front of the altar. Azul wraps an arm around your shoulder as the two of you listen to the siren song.

During your vows, you make sure to drive the point home about how beautiful you think Azul is inside and out, something that still gets him a little flustered even after all this time.

"My dearest y/n", Azul begins his own vows and can't resist pressing a kiss to your forehead before continuing with his speech, "when we met, my heart knew no rest nor satisfaction. I grasped for everything within my reach because I myself was unsure of what I was looking for. I know now, that what I really needed was closure and acceptance and love. You were there throughout my journey so far and I want you to be there for the rest of it. I have grown to love you from the bottom of my heart and I fall in love with you more and more every day. I want to share my future with you and I'll stand by your side, come what may, for as long as you'll let me be part of your world."

You seal your marriage with a soft and loving kiss and Azul can't repress the joyful "It's a deal!" that comes out of his mouth. "The only contract I'll be happy to sign with you", you joke.

You receive headpieces that are decorated with shells, featuring a golden shell reminiscent of the necklace the Sea Witch used to wear as the centerpiece.

After the ceremony you are given gifts by your guests. The merfolk typically give you items from land to accompany you on your journey beyond the sea, a tradition that originated from the collection of the mermaid princess and her union with the human prince.

Your celebration on land happens the day after at the beach. There's food and drinks and the atmosphere is as lively as you would expect from a beach wedding. There's sparklers and a bonfire as well.

As the sun sets, you and Azul are sent off in a boat to a ship you have rented where the celebration continues. Your closest friends accompany you with boats as well before the rest of your guests follow you. Your merfolk guests are watching from the surface of the sea.

The wedding celebration ends with a huge firework at midnight. "I love you", Azul whispers to remind you as the fireworks light up the night sky. He has his arms wrapped around you and presses a kiss to your cheek.

After the guests have left the ship, you and Azul are sent off to your honeymoon together.

Leona sees his family members gather around him and ask him a million questions about your upcoming wedding and everyone seems to have their own ideas for how to improve the festivities for the second prince. “You know”, he holds you in his arms on the evening before the wedding, “it’s not too late to ditch everyone and have a shotgun wedding in a neighboring country.” You chuckle and shake your head. “I think Farena would have a crisis if we did that.”

A couple of months before the wedding, the royal family invites your family and they get together over dinner to get to know each other better and discuss your wedding plans with you. Farena is really happy that Leona is getting married and that he’s seeing him actually put effort into something. 

The wedding ceremony is held at Pride Rock, just as recorded for every royal couple since the time of the King of Beasts. You, along with several guests, are wrapped in cloth and Leona has to guess which one is his betrothed. His senses never fail him though.

“You know, it would have been so embarrassing if you actually got it wrong. I would have never let you live this down”, you tease him. Leona shrugs. “Literally no one else here smells this much like herbivore”, he smirks and pokes your side affectionately. “I like to think this is a compliment”, you grin. “It is by now. I thought you were a pain back when I met you”, he whispers into your ear. You roll your eyes with a laugh. “What? I’m not allowed to say this during my vows, might as well do it now”, Leona pulls you close as your guests are busy talking to each other, “I don’t know what possessed you to stick around even through my obvious annoyance and terrible attitude but you crawled your way into my heart. I admit I wasn’t…the easiest person to love in the beginning. But I promise that I’ll never let you down again. Or… overblot. Actually I would appreciate it if we could just forget about the overblot.” Leona cringes. “Anyway, ‘suppose what I wanted to say is, thank you for stickin’ by me. I love you. A lot, actually. There was a long time where I didn’t really see a future for myself. But now I do. And I want to spend it with you.”

You are escorted to the wedding ceremony by your respective families. They shake hands before entering the venue together, accompanied by singing, dancing and drums. 

Leona’s official vows are very formal and something you knew Farena had beta-read. Nevertheless, you appreciate the gesture. You and Leona exchange rings and your families sign off on it as you are pronounced a married couple. Leona pulls you close and kisses you, wrapping his tail around your waist.

Your closest relatives and associates of the royal court assemble in a circle with you and Leona and your ceremony is concluded by the Royal Mjuzi giving his blessings for your marriage, just as it had already been done during the times where the King of Beasts roamed these lands. The Royal Mjuzi takes his bakora staff adorned with baobab fruits and shakes it in front of you. 

Leona and you light a unity candle before you ascend to the top of Pride Rock along with Farena and the queen. “I could lift you up and show you to the people like they did with Cheka when he was born”, Leona whispered with a smirk on his face. “I would prefer it if you do not do that”, you whisper back and shake your head. “Seriously don’t”, Farena warns his younger brother and Leona lets out a quiet laugh.

When you reach the top of Pride Rock, masses of people from Sunset Savannah have assembled below you, clapping and cheering as congratulations to your marriage. The royal family waves to the people and the live music reaches its climax.

As you descend from the large rock, the elders of the community give their wisdom and encouragement to you and Leona

The celebration after the ceremony happens on the palace grounds. Several emissaries from foreign countries as well as Sunset Savannah nobles have been invited and the celebration is also seen as an opportunity to improve Sunset Savannah’s ties with other nations. “Now we get to talk to stuck-up politicians, advocate for King Farena’s ideas and look pretty”, Leona whispers, never really having dropped the cynicism about his status as the second prince, “unless you’re open for suggestions…” “Leona, we’re not going to ditch the celebration, take a jeep out into the wilderness and kiss under the stars….okay maybe after the event we can do that.” “You know me too well”, your husband chuckles and wraps his arms around you from behind. 

“Do you think the great kings of the past give us their blessings as well?”, he asks, looking up at the stars. “I thought you said the stars were just giant balls of hot gas burning millions of miles away from us?”, you raise an eyebrow. “Eh, it’s a pick and choose thing for me, really”, Leona smiles and kisses your cheek, “I love you, herbivore.”

[sadnymi]

The Tortured Poets Department: {Slytherin boys version} A Headcanon.

[Mattheo Riddle-Theodore Nott-Lorenzo Berkshire-Blaise Zabini-Draco Malfoy

The Department: These five delinquents may not be penning sonnets, but they cause enough drama to fill a Shakespearean tragedy. They're the rebels, and champions of chaos at Hogwarts.

The Name:  name, bestowed upon them by Professor Abraxas Rookwood, a man as obsessed with forbidden muggle literature as he was with the Dark Arts, was a cruel irony. Rookwood, with his melancholic readings of Byron and Shelley, saw their broodiness reflected in these young Slytherins, They became the Tortured Poets, their "poetry" scrawled not with ink, but with blood and fear.

The Rules (Unbreakable):

Loyalty is Our Blood Oath: Mess with one of them, you mess with all of them. This unwavering loyalty is their foundation.Betrayal is a fate worse than expulsion. A single transgression could result in a "disappearance," a fate worse than Azkaban.

Secrets are sacred currency: What's shared in the dimly lit corners of the Department stays there. Unless it involves a particularly juicy Ministry scandal, then all bets are off (courtesy of Blaise Zabini's insatiable gossip appetite).

Darkness is a double-edged sword: They embraced their darkness, honing it into a weapon against those who deserved it - revel in darkness too long, and it devours you whole.

Art over Arson: Destruction wasn't the goal. The Department aimed to leave their mark with a touch of twisted artistry.A perfectly sculpted ice sculpture of a screaming victim, a whispered poem etched on a sleeping rival's forehead, a haunting melody tinged with despair echoing through the halls.

No Scars: The mark of a Tortured Poet was discretion. Leaving physical evidence was a rookie mistake. The true artist left only a shattered spirit.

No Outsiders: The Department is a closed casket. New members are hand-picked, tested, and broken before being deemed worthy.

Never Love, Only Possess: Love is a weakness, a vulnerability they cannot afford. Possession, domination – these are the true expressions of power. ( a rule they all broke )

The Members:

- Mattheo "The Mastermind" Riddle:

The brains behind the operation. Heir to a dark legacy, Mattheo possessed a chilling charisma that masked a calculating mind. He wielded curses with grace, his voice a silken threat, capable of weaving hypnotic lies or unleashing venomous truths. Mattheo is cunning and calculating, always two steps ahead with a plan so outlandish it just might work. He's the one who assigns roles and ensures their targets get a taste of their own medicine (or worse).He embodies the darkness, a shadow that chills even the bravest hearts.

Theodore "The Artist" Nott:

With a talent for manipulating shadows, Theo could create phantoms that danced on the walls, whispering secrets and igniting paranoia. brewed potions that twisted emotions and conjured illusions that blurred the lines between reality and nightmare. His signature move: A shroud of darkness that swallowed the victim, leaving them alone with their inner demons. He was also The department's strategist. His mind, as sharp as a serpent's fang, weaved intricate webs of psychological manipulation.He took a perverse pleasure in dissecting his victims, unraveling their secrets with a chilling detachment.

Lorenzo "The Charmer" Berkshire:

The Charmer. Lorenzo's weapon of choice is not a wand, but his silver tongue. He can disarm with a smile and deceive with a single word. Information is his currency, secrets his trophies. He is the Department's siren, luring the unsuspecting into a web of lies. tongue that could weave illusions as real as dreams. His victims, lulled into a false sense of security, often found themselves entangled in compromising situations or facing fabricated scandals.

Blaise "The Blackmailer" Zabini:

Blaise has a knack for finding dirt on everyone and isn't afraid to use it to his advantage .He's the one who gathers intel and makes sure no one double-crosses the Tortured Poets. He was the Shadow Dancer. Elusive and acrobatic, Blaise was the Department's phantom. He could infiltrate even the most secure locations, leaving behind unsettling calling cards – a misplaced object, a cryptic message scrawled on a dusty window pane.

Draco "The Distraction" Malfoy:

Draco was the prodigy, a master of forbidden spells before he even reached adulthood. His talent fueled a quiet arrogance, but his loyalty to the group was undeniable. He was their muscle, the unleashed storm of magic when subtlety failed.He saw emotions as a map, effortlessly navigating the labyrinthine corridors of fear and hope.

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The Tortured Poets Department existed in the shadows of Hogwarts, a clandestine group teetering on the edge of sanity. They were not poets, but dark artists, sculpting fear and pain into a twisted form of power, a chilling testament to the allure and danger that lurks in the human heart.

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[daenysthedreamer101]

HOTD Masterlist

General Masterlist

~ Daughter of Steel and Bronze (Targaryen!OC x Harwin Strong)

This is the story of Princess Daena Targaryen - daughter of the Rogue Prince Daemon Targaryen and Lady Rhea Royce. What role will she play in the impending doom of House Targaryen?

Follow along as she learns to navigate the complex life of the Red Keep, uncovers treacherous plots, falls victim to dangerous lies, and falls in love with the heir of Harrenhal.

Will she survive the Game of Thrones or perish as so many others did?

Moodboard

Character profile

Daena x Harwin

Prologue

Ch 1 - To King's Landing

Ch 2 - Claiming your birthright

Ch 3 - Dragonstone

Ch 4 - Blood of the Dragon

Ch 5 - Victory

Ch 6 - Gone with the Wind

Ch 7 - Loss of Innocence

Ch 8 - Crossroads

Ch 9 - Child no more

Ch 10 - Signs and Portents

Ch 11 - The comforts of home

Ch 12 - Hidden secrets

Ch 13 - Daughter's anguish

Ch 14 - Total Eclipse of the Heart

Ch 15 - To Mend a Broken Heart

To be continued...

Depictions of Daena

Pt 1/ Pt 2 / Pt 3

Pt 4 / Pt 5 / Pt 6

Pt 7 / Pt 8 / Pt 9

Pt 10 / Pt 11

Secondary characters

Lady Amanda Royce

Ladies Joy and Hanna Strong

Lady Rowena Redfort

Rowena's reaction to Rhea's death

Daena's outfits

Pt 1

Pt 2

Headcanons

Daena's style

How Vermithor bonded to Daena

Daena's style during mourning

[dellalyra]

omg i think a geto x gojo x reader would be fun to see but more as an au LOL where geto doesn’t leave bc 💔💔 like headcanons of high school geto x gojo x reader and then them together during family formations era

𝘈/𝘕: 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘗 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘙𝘕 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐’𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘈𝘜 (𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 2 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴) 𝘰𝘧 𝘍𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 - 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘦𝘵𝘰-𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰-𝘍𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥? 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 <3

𝘊𝘞: 𝘱𝘪𝘹𝘪𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘴, 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰-𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰-𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵𝘴, 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘺. 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦, mdni i stg

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣?

I feel like you and Gojo still get together first, such undeniable love and attraction just drags you two together no matter what reality.

However, you start to realise you’re in love with Geto - I don’t think Gojo realises for a while that he is completely head over heels for his best friend, but you can see it clear as day. You see how Geto looks at him too, but you’re completely clueless as to how to approach the topic with anyone. You love both the boys, and Gojo loves you both too.

Eventually, one late night on a sky rise building rooftop, just you and Gojo, you tell him you know about his feelings for Geto. He just smiles and sees he knows too, saying you’re not as good at hiding as you think.

You ask him would he rather be with him, to which he responds that he feels like you’re a piece of him - one he couldn’t live without. If Geto was his twin flame, then you were his soulmate. A surprising moment of maturity from the six eyes. The vulnerability between you both leads to you both moaning and wrapped in each others bodies under the stars, professing your love for each other as the sheer level of trust and openness in your relationship only strengthens it.

Shoko is in hell. The mental fatigue of watching this absolute triangle of feelings is what drives her to smoking.

Eventually, it’s a late night, Shoko is away having a ‘friendly sleepover’ with Utahime so it’s just you and the boys in Gojo’s dorm room, it’s third year now so you’re all talking about where you could live after you graduate.

Gojo suggests getting an apartment together, the three of you, since Shoko wants to travel for a year.

Geto says he doesn’t want to play third wheel 24/7, you joke that you play third wheel to them more often - then Gojo just smiles, wide and confident as ever.

“What if nobody third wheeled?” He smirks.

Your jaw dropped open, you’d both talked about how you’d love to have Geto in the relationship too but you didn’t know how to go about that - or if he would be interested. Luckily, Shoko had drunkenly let slip to Gojo as he gave her a piggyback home one night that Geto had confessed he loved you both the last time they shared a joint in his dorm.

You gape at his confidence, born through his status as heir to one of the three big clans and the most powerful sorcerer alive. He knows himself, and his worth.

“Stop bullshitting, Satoru.” Suguru huffs a laugh.

Your boyfriend glances at you - silently searching your face for apprehension. You just smile and nod at him.

“He’s not, Suguru.” You smile at him, hand clasping Satoru’s.

“Only thing better than 2 is 3.” Satoru shrugs.

Suguru just searches your faces for a second, eyes narrowed as if searching for traces of the usual mischief you both get up to.

When he finds none, he runs a hand through his hair.

“You - both of you?”

“Both of us, you’re quite the heartthrob.” Satoru smirks.

“It’s not just physical, Suguru - I - we, we love you.” You tentatively reach out your other hand that’s not entwined with Satoru’s and touch Suguru’s cheek, cradling his sharp jaw in your hand.

He tenses for a second, eyes darting between you both.

“Fuck.” Is the only thing that escapes his mouth before he crashes his lips against yours, messily and hungrily as his other hand grasps the back of Satoru’s hair to tug him in to you both.

Geto tastes like coffee, coffee and something spicier - it’s like a dichotomy because Satoru always taste of sweetness and mint and you realise they’re truly Sugar and Spice.

Suguru’s lips are more rough than Satoru’s, an all consuming, devouring feeling - as if he would eat you whole if you let him. He moans when you slide your hand into his hair as you use the other one to steady yourself on Satoru’s thigh. Nibbling at Suguru’s lower lip, his hand on your waist tightens before he lets go and pulls Gojo toward him, meeting his lips in an equally ferocious way. Watching your boyfriend of almost 2 years and the other man you’re in love with passionate make out sends a jolt though your spine right down to your belly, you wonder if this was how Satoru felt watching you.

Satoru’s hands lay possessive on Geto’s jawline as he lets out a groan when Geto slightly tugs his hair to the side for easier access. You can see the beginnings of two tents in each of the boys trousers - and you smirk. While they’re busy up there… maybe you could get busy down here…

You push in between them, not breaking the kiss and sit on Satoru’s lap, beginning to alternate leaving soft pecks and hot open mouthed kisses on both the boy’s necks and the each reach a hand to grab onto your waist. The taste of each of their skin lingers in your mouth and you let out a soft whine as Satoru’s free hand snakes around your waist and he separates from Geto.

“Princess, we’ve had plenty of time to have fun together - haven’t we? How about you be a good girl now and show your new boyfriend how good you make me feel, hm?” He says, with a languid smirk - cocky as ever, but oh so dominant that you just eagerly nod and look to Suguru who just smirks back and pats his lap.

“You too, Satoru. No slacking’ off, c’mere pretty boy.” Suguru drawls.

You place yourself on your knees and bend down at the waist at Satoru resumes kissing Suguru above you, Suguru’s hands are on Satoru’s hips, whose right hand is playing with your hair as your trail kisses on Suguru’s clothed thighs. You tug at his shirt, and Satoru’s too - a signal for them to remove it and you whimper at the sight. Both toned, abs for days - equally solid and broad - more scars and a large chest tattoo of a beautiful dragon adoring Suguru. You can’t believe you’re here - watching them sloppily devour each other while you’re on your knees.

“Ah-ah, babydoll - hardly fair for just us to strip is it?” Suguru says, his first command to you has you squirming.

You can already tell that when it comes to sex, you’re at the bottom of the pecking order here.

“I was just enjoying the view, ‘Guru.” You smile innocently, batting your lashes.

“Manners, princess.” Satoru warns.

You lift your soft sweater up over your shoulders and you’re very glad you decided on the cute lilac lace bra today because both men are audibly impressed.

“What a fuckin’ view. Should have done this so much sooner.” Suguru growls.

Soon enough, you’re tugging Suguru’s boxers down his thighs and a girthy, drool inducing cock sitting around 7.5 inches slaps against his stomach, a soft sweat emanating from the white haired man above you as you consider that you really have the best of both worlds. Satoru is longer, 9 inches and painfully pretty with a delicious curve and girth enough to feel the stretch but Suguru - you know your hand won’t fit around that. Kitten licking at the top, you enjoy the view of Suguru sucking marks into Satoru’s pale skin as he palms the groaning boy through his CK boxers.

The rest of the night passes in the three of you basking in the feeling and heat of newly professed love and exploring your bodies - Suguru occasionally sitting to watch Satoru fuck you so he can figure out what you both like, and then proceeding to experiment with you both.

You’re glad Shoko isn’t there, because the building probably rattled with the force of an earthquake through the night.

The next morning, you woke up entangled with the boys and giggled, heart so full.

You three went out for waffles, then talked about how this would work. You worried about what the Gojo Clan would say - Satoru said he didn’t give a flying fuck. Suguru huffed a laugh at the fact that the three strongest sorcerers alive were now together, which made you laugh at how much the higher ups are going to fucking hate it.

Suguru told you both he loved you both too in the early hours of the morning, even though you told him there was no pressure. Satoru then called him his boyfriend and you his girlfriend seconds later to which you poked him in the chest saying “Jesus, ‘toru! We gotta ask him out! We can’t just assume.”

“Princess - did I ever ask you out? No - I saw what I wanted and took it. So I’m just doing the same.”

When Shoko came home the next day, she just walked in on you kissing Suguru and holding hands with Satoru as you watched a movie and all she said was.

“Thank fuck, I couldn’t put up with that any longer. Don’t fuck on the sofa.” Before she gave a hint of a smile and waltzed to the morgue.

Nanami didn’t really give a damn.

The higher ups were disgusted, less so you think with you three all dating each other and more with the fact that you’re individual power could each wipe them off the face of the earth, two of you dating and being friends with another was bad enough - but all of you? With the elements of love mixed in? Lethal. You three loved it.

It became easy for you and Satoru to help with the slumps in Suguru’s mental health, being closer to him and having more vulnerability gave you the access you needed to be his rock.

Dynamics eventually emerged, you were the boss of the boys, no question - but in the bedroom - it swapped. Suguru was a hard ass dom, less teasing that the also dominant Satoru and more brutal and primal. It took time to find rhythms, how things would work - for example a big issue was the bed.

They were both so god damn tall and broad, sharing with Satoru had been bad enough but now? With Geto Suguru there too? You had no chance of A) blanket or B) breathing. So you marched them both to the furniture store and insisted on a California King Bed. They agreed, though Satoru didn’t like the idea of being further from you both.

The year finished, and you three bought (Satoru bought) a penthouse apartment not far from the school. You’d been offered a teaching position, Satoru too - Suguru wanted to stay in the field a while longer but eventually would come to teach too. You all agreed education was the best way to reshape society in the way you all envisioned it.

That’s when the letter came.

Ijichi had found them - the kids.

The Fushiguro Kids.

You and Suguru didn’t know about this - until Satoru showed up at the door of the apartment with two children.

So.

Guess you’re parents now?

Recommended Listening:

Red Light - Stray Kids

[phoenix-king-ozai]

I imagine this is how Ozai and Azulon's relationship was like. For context, little Ozai tried to give Azulon a father's day gift and Azulon responded poorly not just because he finds Ozai irritating, but because he interrupted his convo with Iroh so it goes about as well as one would expect.

My theory is that Azulon’s wife Ilah died to give birth to Ozai because she was middle-aged and Azulon wanted a spare heir in case of Iroh's death on the battlefield or his incapability to procreate (Iroh had Lu Ten very late in life despite being a promiscuous war general) Azulon also wanted are younger child for the return of Sozin’s comet. Ilah refused because she knew the risk involved and Azulon forced himself on her as his right as Fire Lord and her husband. Ilah despises Azulon after this despite his apologies and guilt due to her shunning of him.

Azulon truly loved Ilah but let his temper and desire go to his head. Fire Lady Ilah refuses his apology and never forgives him for his martial raping her. But on the other hand, she is somewhat happy and hopeful about their second child. Crown Prince-Shogun Iroh on the other hand is ecstatic about having a baby brother or sister. The birth of Prince Ozai during the Summer Solstice and the hottest day in the history of the Fire Nation bring joy and pride to Fire Lord Azulon and Crown Fire Prince-Shogun Iroh as this is a sign that the newborn has been blessed by Agni the Spirit of Fire | Flame & the Sun itself!

That joy and pride turn into hatred, horror, sadness, and despair when Fire Lady Ilah dies of traumatic pregnancy, covered in blood and burns. The horror and trauma that their beloved wife | mother suffered had left a gruesome, bloody, and violent image in their mind. Azulon despite knowing the truth that he killed Ilah through his actions of marital rape, uses baby Ozai as a scapegoat to let out his anger, rage, fury, and despair. Iroh also grows to despise & resent his baby brother and refuses to touch or hold him out of complete neglect, but later comes to regret his part in the emotional abuse on his innocent child brother.

The newborn’s only aunt’s Li and Lo look after their baby nephew, teaching him the ways of their father, his grandfather Fire Lord Sozin. The Imperial Clan of the Fire Nation: Ryuzo Clan (Fire Lord clan) has lost one powerhouse in favor of another. Strong, gifted, and intelligent like his mother and brutal, ruthless, cunning, proud, and above all a powerful warriors like his brother, father, and grandfather before him.

However, whereas Ozai was neglected and despised over Fire Lady Ilah's death by Iroh and Azulon. Lu Ten wasn't despised or mistreated by Iroh and Azulon compared to Ozai. Probably because Azulon cared more about his heir to his first-born son and having his first grandson. Also, I believe that Iroh later realized that the neglect, isolation, and emotional abuse his brother suffered during his childhood had emotionally scarred him. He didn't want the same fate for Lu Ten despite his beloved wife dying just like his mother had. Lu Ten being the Golden Child of the family and Azulon and Iroh's pride and joy despite having the same circumstances that befall him, and Ozai being the Black Sheep of the family; causes him immense loathing and jealousy of his nephew's happiness and relationships with his father and brother.

I believe that Ozai and Ursa have a long loving, complex, and complicated relationship. Ozai's imperialistic ambition and brainwashing along with paternal abuse by Azulon made him extremely emotionally damaged and socially unstable. Iroh had Ilah and Zuko had Ursa to help love and guide them. Ozai probably only had abusive Azulon and neglectful Iroh; who both probably hate him due to Ilah's death in childbirth.

@trashfactorysstuff His phenonmal artwork and headcanon!

[spacebarbarianweird]

Hello) Playing with a high elf noble Tav right now and just thought... Astarion and Tav with a Noble background headcanons?

Noble Tav is an interesting choice! I will stick to Noble Tav \ any race, but, if you want Noble High Elf Tav, let me know in the asks! There are a lot of things to write about Tav, who is an Elven royalty.

And I also found there is a sub type of Noble Background called Noble Knight. Basically a member of the nobility, who chose a life of adventures and helping the less fortunate, which I also can write, if you send me a request.

Astarion x Noble!Tav

Masterlist

Headcanons

You were born to luxury and power, being a member of an ancient house whose lineage can be traced back to the first centuries of the Dawn of Humanity.

Will you choose the life of power? Or would you prefer to thrive on your ancestor’s legacy by simply having fun?

Since childhood, you’ve learned a lot about the history, culture, and politics of Faeurn.

You are intelligent, well-behaved, and hungry for power.

That’s why your family chose you to be sent to Baldur’s Gate to establish connections with local lords.

Baldur’s Gate looks like a dumpster to you - too loud, too dirty, too vulgar.

You receive the message that your mother has gone, and you have to return home to rule your lands.

But you are kidnapped by Mindflayers.

There is a positive side to being spoilt-rich from birth.

It’s the desire to live.

Being confident in your skills and luck, you not only manage to escape the inevitable death, but also embrace your legacy as a powerful leader.

You are going to be in charge, kick everyone’s asses and no god will bestow their will upon you.

But there is also a lesson of injustice, unfamiliar to you.

Your vampire lover and his horrible past.

You don’t believe he was a bad person.

And even if he was, he didn’t deserve this cruelty.

Besides, you see through his lies. He tries to look like a nobleman to you, with his mannerisms and habits.

But you know they are as fake as theatre decorations.

If anything, Astarion looks like a former slave trying to blend with his former owners but remaining inferior to the people of power.

Using your skills for diplomacy, you make a lot of allies - and you also think that an army of 7000 spawns is a very good dowry

What if you need them in the future?

You win and accept the title of the Baldur’s Gate hero.

Once Astarion starts burning in the sunlight, he runs away from you and you are afraid he will never come back

He does. But he wants to say goodbyes.

“Darling, I appreciate everything you‘ve done for me. But your future is without me. You are an heir, a fucking nobility. What will your people think about me being a vampire? What will your family think? They will either kill me or kill us both. Live your life, I won’t forget you.”

Before you manage to object, he disappears in the shadows again and you return home brokenhearted.

You feel lonely in your palace and helpless with things you have to do.

Laws to introduce, alliances to make, and shit to deal with.

But one day you wake up, feeling that someone is in your room.

Before you snatch your dagger, a cold hand shuts your mouth.

Astarion sits on your bed, wearing a traveller hunter suit.

“I missed you, love” he whispers, pinning you to bed.

You yell at him. You curse. You are actually so loud you wake up the guardians but when they rush into the room they get an order to treat Astarion as your guest.

You are still angry and you need time.

Astarion has a proposition. “Let’s run away! There is a world to see together. I am free but there isn’t much worth from it if I can’t share it with anybody”

You refuse. You have duties and you won’t abandon them.

You ask him to stay. To rule with you as your “dark consort”.

Besides, it’s always better to have a vampire of your own than having to deal with a vampire you don’t know.

First of all, you forge Astarion a noble ancestry. Anyway, mostly all of the ancient elven families left for the Isle of Evermeet a century ago, and it’s always possible to pretend to be one of them.

Then, you make a good excuse for his nocturnal lifestyle.

A curse. As ancient as your own house. Can’t go into the sunlight, very believable.

But you also offer a reward to anyone who will be able to bring you either a Sunwalker Ring or the Cloak of Dragomir.

Astarion helps you deal with the most difficult legal mess left to you by your ancestors.

He knows about such things much more than your court.

Astarion is your consort, your advisor, your right hand. He rules from shadows, meanwhile you shine in the sunlight.

Astarion enjoys this life of luxury to the extreme.

The best fabric for his clothes, the softest bedlinen, adornments you could buy a village with.

He is also very good at managing the palace - especially the dungeons below it, which hold thousands of secrets.

And Astarion often calls himself “your trophy husband”.

Well, he is. As the Baldur’s Gate savior, you returned empty-handed.

A beautiful prince is the least you could claim!

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[good-beanswrites]

BEANS HEAR ME ON THIS ROYALTY AU OF MILGRAM MIXED WITH MODERN TIMES AND MAGIC

I AM HEARING YOU OUT OOOHHH! Thank you, this is so interesting 👀 My brain kept getting tripped up with the worldbuilding, so I stuck with individual character headcanons -- I bet they'd have some really interesting dynamics with one another though... I wasn’t sure if this was based off a specific/preestablished au, so I kept the powers vague, but still had some pretty clear thoughts on how they’d use them! (I also added brief comments on the murders if those were included >:3)

Haruka: Sheltered most of his life. Maybe he wasn’t originally in line for the throne, so even his own family didn’t pay the proper attention to him. Then family situations changed, forcing him into the spotlight. He’s more scared of the damage his powers could do, so he doesn’t use them. This results in a Frozen-style bottling up and refusal to actually learn about them out of fear, and they come out in dangerous, emotional outbursts instead. (Under so much social pressure, those emotions often come out at people close to him.)

Yuno: Inherited power at a young age but is continuously treated like a child. At first she leans into her bubbly, girlish act, getting a lot of popularity with people and other politicians. Unfortunately, the reputation sticks too much and she’s rarely taken seriously when needed. Though she’s pressured to make tough calls, she’s simultaneously babied by her advisors/counsel. (And, her getting pregnant with anyone’s child outside of marriage would cause a massive scandal.) She handles her powers confidently – mostly for silly shows of magic, only rarely using it as a threat or show of force. 

Fuuta: With an older sister, he’s not heir to any real power, nor can he stand the feeling of the public’s eye looking to him, but he’s still involved with politics and official events. It’s interesting for him and Kotoko to have characters so centered on the corruption of higher-ups, now the higher-ups themselves… His brash attitude has forced a PR team to manage all his social media, so he keeps secret accounts/aliases where he posts what he wants without it coming back to bite his public image. (His murder would be from one of these accounts, since they’re a true reflection of him hiding behind anonymity). He’s all bark and no bite when it comes to his powers, always showing off and making threats, but never actually doing much damage with them. 

Muu: Well, I guess we already know she’s suited to being queen. As the only child to two well-loved rulers, she’s automatically adored by the public. This causes tension between her and any other politician children, resulting in cycles of bullying undetected by the public so no party’s reputation is affected. (Eventually, though, Rei threatens to go public with something, or maybe already has, and plunges Muu into worse social backlash than usual.) She’s the type to be extra careful about her powers – learning and practicing and testing nonstop, but hesitant to use them for real-world applications for fear of not being perfect.

Shidou: A confident and well-liked ruler. He's known for his calm presence at speeches, negotiations, and events. Unfortunately, he’s very dedicated to his mindset of the means justifying the ends, and has a few shady methods of keeping his people happy and his enemies out of the way. (His murder could range from very similar to the accident in canon, to amping up the drama with royal assassinations by someone who uncovered some of his lies…) He’s very skilled with his powers, using them for politics and entertaining his kids alike. He’s excited to teach them how to use their own, as they get older. 

Mahiru: A bit sheltered by the time she inherits power, but ready to take on her responsibilities with open arms. She’s well liked, if not always taken seriously because of her cheery attitude. She falls in love with an ordinary man, dragging him into her overwhelming world of royalty and politics. She’s just excited to have someone to share it with. (He knows he’d be harassed by the public for the rest of his life if he broke their ruler’s heart, so he seeks out another way to escape the crazy lifestyle.) She’s excited to use her powers, though she seems the type to be harmlessly clumsy with them sometimes. If powers are a common part of this world, she's studied up on all the helpful ways to use them.

Kazui: A quiet but successful ruler for many years. From the outside, his marriage wasn’t an arranged one, but internally he knew it was driven by politics and advantages. (He avoids telling Hinako until the truth comes out all at once.) He’s easygoing and prefers not to make too many public appearances, but is very good at it when he does – he comes off reassuring and powerful. Although everyone is very satisfied with his rule, he has a lot of insecurities that his age is making him out of touch with his people, and that they don’t have an heir to follow him. He rarely shows off his powers, choosing to use them expertly, only when necessary.

Amane: She feels the weight of responsibility as an only child to two very powerful rulers, trying to learn everything she can about keeping a nation in order. Her parents tell her how she is above everyone else and destined for perfection. Though Amane always retains a good heart towards others, this treatment does isolate her from her peers. She’s still getting a hang of her powers, sometimes overextending herself to make a good impression on her parents/the public. (No one would dare challenge the intimidating rulers about their strict treatment of their daughter, but that also means it’s possible for a fatal “accident” during training with her powers to be kept quiet by the public.) 

Mikoto: He takes his duties seriously, but to the point of overwork. Though he could pass some responsibilities on to his younger sister, he chooses to take on all lawmaking, meetings, correspondence, travel, negotiations, speeches, events, etc himself and let her live free from the royal pressures. Unfortunately, with modern standards, the discovery of his DID would probably be treated as a scandal and kept hidden from the public. Thinking Mikoto wouldn’t want to hide it, his advisors decide to keep the knowledge from him as well. (In his frustration with Mikoto’s overwork and everyone’s treatment of him, John needs to find an outlet for his anger.) Mikoto struggles a lot with his magic, but doesn’t find much need for them in his day-to-day affairs. The most telling sign that John is fronting is the shift in raw power that he displays, not having the training or desire to repress it.

Kotoko: Not originally an heir, but inherited power indirectly – there was no foul play, but she did play an active role in gaining her new title. The previous rulers were very corrupt, so she wastes no time taking over their policies and systems to improve things. For better and worse, she usually sticks with a hands-on approach to all of her nation’s problems. She’s very open about her powers, citing them as something stable and strong that her people can rely on for protection. (Despite her training, though, they can still get out of control when her emotions are running too high.)

Es: Takes their responsibilities extremely seriously. Despite their people's doubts about them due to their age, Es becomes well loved for their complete dedication to their duty and attention toward everyone under their care. They do worry sometimes that they've built up too big of a royal court, having too many voices/opinions in their ear all the time. They use their powers sparingly, though they aren't afraid to give a show of force when deemed necessary.

[bubblestopia]

 you confess your feelings to them [headcanon]

characters included: Aemond Targaryen, Ewan Mitchell, Ettore, Osferth 

warnings: sexual interactions - it is Ettore, how could it not be sexual interaction 

A/N: I was in class and thought to make some head canons about Ewan Mitchell himself and his roles because they all have different personalities. please don't be too harsh on judging it, i’m still learning so be patient with me. reblogs and comments are grateful appreciated, I am always open to new ideas and suggestions. I suppose I should mention that english is not my first language.

Aemond Targaryen 

When she met the prince, her heart couldn't stop racing. She found him fascinating. For her everything he did or said it was majestic. On the other hand, Prince Aemond was finding the girl a bit strange, all she was doing was staying in garden admiring the flowers and the sky. He couldn't understand why but couldn't complain too much, she is to be soon his wife. He wasn't too happy, but it was the duty as a prince. Luckily for him, they didn't had to spend too much time together, all they had to do is dance occasionally and produce heirs, that's what he thought.

On a sunny day, she organised a little picnic for her and Aemond, she wanted to spend time with her betrothed and know about him more before the union. When Queen Alicent found out what the girl was doing, she obligated her son to go saying it will be a good opportunity to bond with her. That's how they ended up on thin blanket, with cookies and tea around them, admiring the roses. 

“Thank you for your presence, My Prince” she thanked to loose the silence. “It is my pleasure, My Lady” he lied and she knew that his mom made him come, but at least he is in the garden with her. “I asked the maids to get us your favourite cakes, I didn't know you like strawberry shortcake” she giggled. He looked at how innocent she was, her laugh was a bit weird  but he wouldn't mind hearing it again. “Maybe next time we can have your favourite sweets, My Lady” She was a bit shocked and didn't knew how to respond, she just hummed with a smile. 

The rest of the day was spent with small talk about their likes, she found out that Aemond was interested in books, historical books. That was something she had to remember for the future. At the end of the day, when the two of them were heading off to their chambers she stopped him. “I like you,” she said “And no, I’m not expecting a reaction. And yes, I am aware that we will get married even if I didn't liked you, and this was our first real conversation. But I am just stating the fact that I like you” He was looking at her with a bit of confusion, she took a deep breath and continued “I like you, and I am not expecting for you to like me too but I hope that you will find affection for me, your future wife, so that our marriage wouldn't be too hard to bare” she added. “I will go my way now, have a good night, My Prince” She lowered her head and she said it, still with a silly smile on her face. Aemond was too stunned to speak, he didn't know how to react, did he liked her? No, it was too early for him, but will he do his best to know her more and love every aspect of her? Yes, he went to his bed that night, with a promise in his mind. To fall in love with the girl that poured her heart out for him.

Ewan Mitchell

It was your first day on the set, not as an actor, just the girl who gets everyone everything. It was interesting to see the actual actors work and have fun, wishing it was you who played the beautiful characters, wishing it was you who brought fiction to life. But you are still learning, and the first step is to get them their coffee. Everyone knows who you are, why you are there and what's your job. Most of them like your personality, you always smile to them, encourage them and give kind words. You can say that you are their friend, even if you aren't an actor. But in one specific case, you are a best friends. Ewan Mitchell. You two found out that have similar hobbies and personalities, and you defiantly clicked on the first day. It was obvious to everyone that you liked him, but somehow he didn't realised. 

It was time to get everyone their coffee and tea, you had to memorise what everyone liked so it would make your job easier. You were heading to the privet room of the set, where everyone is gathering to take a brake, share stories and opinions about the new cut. “Two cubes of sugar?” Milly asked “Yes, as always” you assured her. Getting everyone in the room their drink, you were left with one in hands “Does anyone know where Ewan is?” “Try outside, I heard him wanting to take a fresh breath” One of the producers said. You thanked politely and head outdoors. It didn't took too long to find him standing on grass next to a tree. 

“Your tea will get cold, you knew it was that time of the day” you shared with the now relaxed guy. “I apologise, I wanted a brake from the noise” he muttered. With a small smile on your face handed the cup to him and giggled “Typical you” you paused for a second and continued “You know that there are clips of you, your character, on Internet with funny sounds? Apparently everyone finds you good looking” “I can't understand why, I am just a guy, nothing special” you hummed and replied “They do not lie, the fans, but they can't see how special you are behind those looks of yours” he looked at you with amusement and laughed “You can't be serious” Not wanting to continue on your silly thoughts, you laughed but a bit sad, hoping he didn't noticed.

After getting back on the set, and shooting four more scenes, it was time to go home. Your rutine was simple, and it was including your friend too. Somehow the way to each houses were in the same directions, and it was safer to get there together. Walking in silence as usual, some drops of water landed on you, stopping to look up, you started laughing like a kid. You always enjoyed rain, you found it peacefully. A silly ideea got into your head and a plan was made. Not long after, rain started pouring and soaking both of you. 

“Ewan” you called his name while stooping once again. This time he stopped and looked back “You will get a cold if we don't  get home now” calling once more his name “I’ve been in major denial for months now, denying this feelings in my heart” He was looking at you confused “I do not understand” You laughed at his unawareness. “Ewan Mitchell, since I met you, and I discovered how much we are alike, I found out that I like you” the rain made the girl to say her feelings a bit louder than intended “And it’s not just a silly little crush, I know it is more, and you don’t have to like me back, but I don’t want you to hate me and...” she wasn't stopping adding reasons over reasons “The feeling is mutual” you took a step back “What? Could you repeat that again?” he did and he got closer to her “But now we need to get inside, hoping not to get a cold. Otherwise who will get my tea how I like it at the exact time every day?” you were still in shock but he took your hand gently and made sure to get you home safely.

Ettore

You are a criminal, like everyone on the ship, but the difference between you and them is that you are shy and silent like a bunny. You never used the Box, you found it imature and a waste of time. All you want to do is do your daily jobs and don’t let anyone even realise that you are there. Unfortunately for you, he started watching you. He was watching from the dark, waiting the right moment. You watched him as well but only when you passed by him. In your opinion he was handsome but you could never imagine yourself with someone like him. 

When you were asleep he was touching himself, thinking of you. For Ettore you were a prey and he loved the feeling of a predator. That thought made him obsessed over you, all he wanted was to have you, to own you. He even started following you everywhere, keeping a generous space for you to not notice him, but you did. Every time. It wasn't scary although you preferred to be alone. 

One day when you were taking care of the garden he entered and leaned over the wall, examining you. Every move you make. “It is rude to stare” he hummed and replied “I can't help it, you are relaxing to watch” Knowing he is saying random stuff but that didn't stopped you from forming a blush on your cheeks. That day was the start of your nightmare. He was following you everywhere, like a lost puppy, he was too close for your own good now. You didn't mind it that much. At least he wasn't talking or touching, only following. 

After a week he finally talked “This is experiment is stupid” “In that case you could just hope it will finish soon” That was the beginning of a weird friendship. You believed he was stupid in the head. Always complaining and making sexual jokes. Ettore was hoping you would beg for him, for his attention, but nothing, that was making him desperate to take you and destroy you. 

The night after taking care of the garden together and making silly conversation, he decided it was time to own you. Because of a stupid medical problem you had to stay alone in a room, that was making it easier for Ettore in completing his plan. You were sound asleep when he got into the one bed room, he started touching your body, putting his cold hand under the loose shirt you were wearing. The friction made you gasp and wake up to find him towering you. You actually were expecting that, you knew what was in a mind of a criminal, it was easy to know what he wants. He grabbed your chin and covered brutally your mouth “Don’t take out a sound” His blue eyes were staring deep into your soul and that made you have goosebumps. Shaking your head, assuring you will be quite, he took off the hand from your face but not until getting an easy slap on your cheek. 

“Fuck, you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment” He loved the scared look on your face. Ettore didn't know what he wants more, to make you beg for him, or just take what he wants. You on the other hand didn't mind what he was trying to do, in fact you were loving it. Someone making you to be submissive was your weakness after all. He was now on top of you looking straight to your eyes. Lingering with your lips open, slightly touching but not kissing, your breath was heavier with the every second that passes. “Fuck it” whispering you get your hands around his neck and push his head so that you can kiss him. He looks surprised for a moment but not long after Ettore gets his rough hand on your neck squeezing a little. The other hand travels along your body until it reaches the waistband of your trousers. He slides in to feel your cunt. “How pathetic, look at you, all wet for me” He laughs at your reactions. Trying to look away to hide your embarrassment, Ettore grips one more time on your neck and forces you to look at him. 

“Don't look away, not when you have those glossy eyes.” He demanded “You are so pretty under me” He pushes one finger against your core, teasing you, making you suffer. “Please Ettore” you cry out-loud “Please what? hmm use your words pretty girl”, “Please stop teasing” He giggles, getting closer to your ear “I will stop teasing, if you will be only mine”. Your desperation was reading through your shaky voice “Than make me yours Ettore” He didn't waited any longer and pushed two fingers in her now soaked wet hole. 

In the end birds of a feather flock together. 

Osferth 

Since you were young you were treated badly, your mom who died was only a one night stand to your dad, who had a wife and kids. Uhtred didn't had an option than just to take you in his house, to not let you suffer more on the streets. His wife didn't accepted, you were his bastard after all and she didn't cared if you were dead or a whore. You were obligated to go in adventures with your dad, so that his wife wouldn't see you around the house. You weren't a loved child, that could be the main cause of your insecurities and shyness, always thinking no one would ever love you.

Following Uhtred everywhere, like a lost puppy, end up on meeting Finan and Osferth, your now only friends. Talking with them was scary at first, especially with Finan, but in time you opened up to them and now it was easy to talk with both of them. Osferth wasn't treating you like a bastard, like others would. Him knowing exactly how it feels, he made sure to protect you from that word. Uhtred decided that you would have better days if you don’t go home anymore, so the two boys took you in their care. They were alway making sure to protect you and it was fun to be around them. 

Finan was always making fun of Osferth when you weren't around, laughing at how oblivious his crush on you was. “You need to look at yourself when you are around her” he laughed “Always blushing and acting tough when you are like a lamb” Osferth didn't said anything only looking down “You two act like teenagers, why not confessing to her?” he stayed a moment to think for the right answer. “She is the most beautiful lady I ever saw, she is gentle and caring.” He lowered his head and smiled “How could she love someone like me, she deserves way more better than a monk” Finan laughed and finished his beer. 

On a warm night, everyone was at the small tavern to celebrate a victory. Getting drunk, kissing women, dancing and singing. But you were outside, behind the building, collecting and admiring some flowers that you found on the grass with some drops of  dew. Humming an old song that you somehow remember. “Why you are not inside, celebrating?” You flinched at the sound of the new voice, dropping the flowers of a pure blue. “I could ask you the same” he wasn't looking at her, only at the flowers now on the grass, getting down on his knees to pick them up “What flowers are this time?” Every time on your journeys you liked to pick up flowers and press them on your book, and when you were getting the time to search for their name and some facts, you were writing those down. It was your passion and Osferth liked that a lot about you, he would always ask about the blossoms, he loved when you were telling him all the details and your face would light up. 

“Forget-me-not” you answered with a smile “It has a beautiful meaning to it actually” the girl looked into his eyes “If you give them to someone, it has to be special. The flower itself means true love and respect” he hummed and looked again at the pure blossoms. “We should get inside, otherwise Finan would suspect something out of this reality” When he got up to head off to the tavern, you called out his name. “I want you to accept this flowers Osferth” with a small smile on face and a dreamy look you confessed. He couldn't say anything, he was too amazed. In a milion years Osferth couldn't think you would say those words, even if they are not the traditional ones, this meant more to him. He took you by the hand and looked into your eyes.

“I promise I will search every kingdom until I find the perfect flower for you My Lady.” 

[sanyu-thewitch05]

More on Hunter McClaire and Darling in college:

Classmate: Uh Y/n who's that guy?

Hunter:*hugging Darling from behind while putting his chin on top of her head*

Darling: He's my boyfriend

Classmate: He's really clingy huh

Darling: You don't say

I absolutely love this heathers inspired OC. So here’s my headcanons. Also, darling is getting married her first year in college.

Hunter and Darling in college:

They got into an Ivy League school and got scholarships.

Most of darling’s scholarships was from her being in the local majorette team. He tried to pull her out of it, but he enjoyed seeing her in the costumes too much.

Hunter and darling don’t live on campus. He couldn’t handle the fact they’d be living apart. They live in an apartment near campus.

Their apartment bedroom is literally half and half. Darling still wanted her pink and nerd stuff. Hunter wanted his jock and macho stuff. So they compromised.

Hunter and Darling have the same classes. Luckily Darling settled on majoring in business with him.

Little does she know that she’ll be pregnant with Hunter’s baby by her senior year.

Dude has it all planned out. Marry darling by spring of her first year, enjoy two years of marriage, then start a family by senior year. That way he already has an heir to pass the company onto. And his parents can have a grandbaby to spoil.

Though his baby plan is put on hold when he discovers darling has an nexplanon implant in her arm when he gets her hormone results back (long story short, Hunter wanted to know why darling was more moody than usual after that one day he had to travel for a football game. Darling said she was sick and couldn’t make it. He believed her and the minute he hung up, she went to planned parenthood for a nexplanon implant)

He’s not happy. The only protection they use is condoms and that’s all they need. “What if the rod hurts you, babe? How could you be so stupid? This is why I need to attend your medical appointments.” Hunter told her to remove the rod, but darling didn’t. Eventually, he found out she lied and knocked her out. When darling came to, the rod was out.

Heath and Henry are in the same college too. That’s who watches over darling now if Hunter had to leave if it’s not football related. If he had to leave for football, both Heath and Henry, are on the team with him so they’re out. Instead he chains your leg to the apartment bed, and leaves a few sex toys and microwaveable meals.

There’s also a camera pointing right at you. Hunter enjoys watching you do your daily life like you usually would.

When he gets back he’s loving you right. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, seven days a week(I’m sorry for the Seven reference)

But seriously your pelvis is hurting for a while.

Hunter does most things for you like washing your hair( what if you get soap in your eyes?) and bathing you( he needs to make sure you’re not trying to wash his cum out)

You even eat his sometimes sprinkled with viagra and aphrodisiacs food. Admittedly, it freaks you out how he stares at you when you eat his meals.

“Are you enjoying the food, darling?”

“What’s in this?”

“Nothing out of the usual.”

“Ok* sarcasm*”

Hunter cuddles you like crazy. He is always the big spoon.

Which you don’t really mind because he’s big and has muscles.

Unfortunately, that means if he turns over, you turn with him. His grip is extremely tight.

[stirringwinds]

Hello hello! I have an ask request for you, if you fancy- Please reblog/ repost your favourite fic or art of yours, or one that you're proud of and let us know why 🙏

thank you so much for this interesting question! i have a lot of favourites, so it was hard to pick, but i'll talk about this one:

The caption for this one was: 'Father had an empire / Stretched down from the heavens / To the depths of hell… / Now those days are gone, / Now you have the heavens, / All that lies beyond, / And all the hope I claim / Since leaving me undone. / You have my hands — forgive me. / You are your father’s son.'

This is one of my favourites because I love digging into the tug-of-war that goes on between Arthur and Alfred so much—between being bound together as father and son (and the moments of sentiment and tenderness that did exist amidst their dysfunctional relationship), king and crown prince—and the sort of Titanomachy vibe of being rivals. Titanomachy because well, that's the story of the old gods being overthrown by the new generation of gods in a war to decide who would have dominion over the universe. And that's very symbolic of their relationship, especially after 1945 which really hammers in the changing of the guard. Alfred doesn't quite slay his old man (unlike how some other older nations might have)...but it's a real generational change. A real relinquishment of power that wasn't without some prideful bitterness and scorn on Arthur's part, inasmuch as Arthur always favoured Alfred amongst his children, and begged for Alfred's help during the darkest days of WWII.

One thing I quite enjoyed was redesigning the back of Alfred's jacket from canon—instead of the US Army Air Force jacket, this is a Navy G1 flight jacket, because I headcanon Alfred as a naval aviator during WWII in the Pacific. The USS Yorktown was named after the Battle of Yorktown during the American Revolution (as most of you know)—and was a real aircraft carrier that played a pretty crucial role in several pivotal battles like Coral Sea and Midway against the Imperial Japanese Navy. It felt very apt, because Lord Father (tm) himself rose to power as a maritime empire—and here is Alfred, marrying sea and air power to seize the very power of the sun (stars produce light and heat through nuclear reactions after all).

After all, the boast of global British seapower decisively sank underneath the waves at Singapore in 1941 with the destruction of the Repulse and Prince of Wales at the hands of the Japanese. Alfred doesn’t have a title but...in spirit, that’s kind of who he is to Arthur. His heir. There’s some irony going on with Arthur’s deliverance being him. Composition-wise, I had fun with putting Arthur next to Alfred—but in the shadow— the sun sets on the British Empire after all, but at the end of the day, it's the crown prince growing out of his father's shadow and stepping into his shoes. Yes, I am a bit heavy-handed 😂 but all the same—I absolutely love drawing Arthur and Alfred together, because there’s so much to depict with the competing and fascinating strands making up their dynamic.

[saintaemond]

Hi! Sorry for bothering you but may i ask you how do you imagine Alys'relationship with her family being like?

Have a good day!

(oh and i really love your drawinggs!)

larys says "[lynoel strong]'s honour has always been a millstone about his esteemed neck." and lynoel himself says "many are tested, only to wish to have been spared it." lynoel is a man of honour tested, over and over again with his children.

here are how i see lynoel's relationship with his children (in show):

lynoel/larys there is an obvious coldness between them which i think can simply be boiled down to the fact first, he killed their mother, his beloved wife. and second, that he is a cripple. to save lynoel's "honour" i can see him keeping his son as an act of "kindness" but we never see them speak alone together or share any kind of look. when we see with what ease larys kills him and harwin - we can conclude the extent of it.

lynoel/harwin the golden boy. the breaker of bones. the prince. his heir. the leader. a strong knight. the One to carry on his name. there is a togetherness in the show that he shares with harwin (communicating with single glances in ep 6 for instance). he is the one to confront harwin for his transgression with rhaenyra. even under the threat of treason he choses harwin over his king. he resigns his esteemed position as hand of the king for harwin. he dies with him. that is his Only child.

lynoel/alys "all bastards are cripples in their father's eyes" alys is yet another stain on his honour. a torment. an unruly, unladylike, rumoured witch. daughter he made servant. she not only does not have a place at the table, but holds the serving spoon. i imagine a resentment that runs deep here which would not only extend to him but his favourite child harwin.

sibling dynamics between the three of them are as normal as any family when two are considered stains and freaks. and one is beloved, celebrated, adorned, protected for his mistakes.

however. larys is, well, larys. (in MY headcanon) they started as friends, there may have been a moment they could have even been "siblings". maybe alys defended him once from being picked on. maybe she pitied him. maybe he did the same. (in his case he would have had the bully amputated via manipulation and lies).

but alys is smart. i imagine at one point realises the extent of his psychosexual malice and insidious ambitions. he wants to play with the limbs of the people that have ever looked at him in pity. he wants to make puppets of the skulls of nobles. she can see larys for what he is. she respects it maybe even learns from it but also knows she is also not safe from it.

here's a tweet i made imaging a scene in harrenhal with the family. house strong has all the juice actually

[kanzakurawrites]

Descendant's Character List Part One: AK's

I have been asked to make a list of characters who appear in my fics, both book canon and ocs, so... I apologize for how long this is going to be. (The only characters excluded on this list are those who appear in the movies).

This is everyone born before the first Descendants movie. I may add on to this list as time goes on and more characters are created. All ages are the ages at the time of D1. I headcanon that the first movie takes place in March-April of 2015, or A.C. 20

Alice:

"Ally" Allison (Canon) - First seen in Wicked World. I made "Ally" be a nickname. Longs to be a detective, and works at her mother's tea shop. 15

Aladdin & Jasmine:

Prince Aziz (Canon) - First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. 17

Prince Amir (Canon?) - His name is said during the Tourney Game in the first movie, spelled Amir according to subtitles. His jersey says Emir, but I went with the "A" spelling and made him Aladdin and Jasmine's son. 15

Princess Jamila (OC) - The baby of the family. 12

Anastasia and Dimitri:

Princess Alina (OC) - 18

Prince Damien (OC) - 14

Princess Dasha (OC) - 13

Anna & Kristoff:

Prince Aleksander (OC) - Heir to Arendalle. His friend group consists of Pierre, Emery, Ruby and Erica. 18

Prince Aksel (OC) - Best friends with Elsie and Ben, good friends with Reiner. 16

Prince Asmund (OC) - 13

Princess Kari (OC) - Best friends with Eira. 9

Princess Klara (OC) - The youngest of the family, and friends with Clementine Charming. 7

Ariel & Eric:

Princess Melody (Canon) - First appeared in The Little Mermaid 2. She's quite a bit older than her little sisters, and is married with kids of her own (all ocs who won't really appear much). The only reason she hasn't taken over her parents kingdom was at King Beast's request to wait until Ben became High King. 32

Princess Abi (OC) - She is older than Ebba by only 6 minutes, but unlike her sister she doesn't have as strong of a call to the sea. With that said, she is still a mermaid. 16

Princess Ebba (OC) - Ebba loves the sea and everything to do with it. 16

Princess Elle (Canon-ish) I believe she was confirmed by Kenny Ortega. She was born without the use of her legs, but thanks to her grandfather, is able to transform into a mermaid. 14

Aurora and Phillip:

Prince Pierre (OC) - Audrey's older brother and heir to Aurora and Phillip's kingdom. He is dating Ruby Fitzherbert. 20

"Cinderella" Ella and Kit:

Princess Karine (OC) - Chad's younger sister. She's best friends with Reiner. 14

Prince Emil (OC) - He has not yet started at Auradon Prep. 11

Princess Clementine (OC) - 6

Elsa:

Erica (OC) - Inherited her mother's powers, but grew up in the Arendalle castle with her cousins at King Beast's "request". 19

Eira (OC) - Best friends with her cousin Kari. Unlike her sister, Eira got to be raised in Northuldra. She has powers similar to Elsa's. 10

Esmerelda & Phoebus:

Zephyr (Canon) - First seen in Hunchback of Notre Dame 2. Best friends with Li Shang Jr. 19 as of D1

Genie & Dalia (From the live action Aladdin)

Lian (Canon) - Seen in the live action Aladdin movie. 22

Omar (Canon) - Seen in the live action Aladdin movie. 21

Jordan (Canon) First seen in Wicked World. 15

Hercules and Megara:

"Herkie" Hyllus (Canon) - Mentioned in the books. I made "Herkie" a nickname while naming him after on of mythology-Hercules son's. 16 as of D1

Makaria (Kinda Oc) - Named after one of mythology-Hercules daughters. 15 as of D1

Merida & Feradach (Bravely book):

Marette (OC) - The eldest of Merida's triplets. Marette is a dreamer, and loves to be out in the highlands. 15

Moira (OC) - 1 hour younger than Marette, and 30 minutes older than Maisie. Moira is a warrior, she's trained to be one. 15

Maisie (OC) - The youngest of the girls and the most "lady-like". 15

Mulan & Shang:

Li Shang Jr (Canon) - Mentioned in Rise of the Isle of the Lost. 19.

Rapunzel and Eugene:

(I accidentally put Elsie and Reiner as 14. They are not. They are 15 in D1)

Prince Emery (OC) - Heir to Corona. 19

Princess Ruby (Wicked World) - She's in her last year of school and dating Pierre. 18

Prince Reiner (OC) - The heir to the Dark Kingdom. He's Elsie's fraternal twin, and his best friend is Karine Charming. He's also good friends with Aksel and Ben, partially due to his sister's friendship with them. 15

Princess Elsie (OC) - Reiner's fraternal twin sister. She's a lot more bubbly than her twin brother, and is best friends with Aksel and Ben. 15

Princess Edeline (OC) - She's not quite as friendly as her siblings, and is focused on ballet. 14

Princess Rosalind (OC) - She was a surprise baby and has her older siblings all wrapped around her finger. Along with most of Corona as well. 5

Robin Hood & Maid Marian:

Rowan Hood (OC) - 18 as of D1.

Bobby Hood (Canon) - 17. Mentioned in the books.

Mason Hood (OC) - 16 as of D1

Roger and Anita Radcliffe:

Rebecca (OC) - 15 as of D1

Andrew (OC) - 13 as of D1

Snow White & Florian:

Princess Sandra (OC) - 14

Princess Sascha (OC) - 8

Tiana & Naveen:

Princess Teresa (OC) - 17

Prince Tyrone (Canonish?) - His name is on a Tourney jersey, I just gave him parents and a personality. 16

Princess Naomi (OC) - She's best friends with Carolina, her Aunt Charlotte's daughter. 14

The Madrigals (Yes, I'm putting them all together):

Dominique (OC) - Dolores and Mariano's oldest. 8

Felix (OC) - Dolores and Mariano's son, named after his grandpa. Nicknamed Fe. 6

Ines (OC) - Isabella's oldest. 6

Emmanuel (OC) - Luisa's oldest. 6

Soraya (OC) - Isabella's youngest. 4

Catalina (OC) - Camilo's daughter. 4

Mercedes (OC) - Dolores and Mariano's daughter. 3

Lorenzo (OC) - Luisa's son. 2

Natalia (OC) - Camilo's daughter. 1

Others:

Koa (OC) - The son of Kida and Milo, and heir to Atlantis. 21

Derek (Canon) - First mentioned in Escape from the Isle of the Lost. Dopey's son, Doug's older brother. 18

Tiger Peony (Canon) - First mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. 17

Brendan (Canonish) - He's on the Tourney team, I just gave him parents. Son of Big Nose and Assunta (Tangled: The Series). 17

Colton (OC) - Charlotte la Bouff's son. 17.

Carolina (OC) - Charlotte's daughter. Best friends with Naomi. 14

Arabella (Canon) - Seen in Rise of the Isle of the Lost, Arabella is one of Ariel's nieces. 14

Lorne (OC) - The daughter of Leezie, a character from the book Bravely. 14

Callum (OC) - The son of Leezie, and younger brother to Lorne. 12

Graham (OC) - Leezie's youngest child. 7

Pin (Canon) - Mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. Son of Pinocchio. 13

Maia (OC) - The daughter of Kida and Milo. She wasn't happy about being sent to Auradon Prep. 12

Artie (Canon) - Mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. Son of Arthur. 11

Marin (OC) - Daughter of Melody, Ariel and Eric's oldest grandchild. 9

Malik (OC) - Son of Melody. 7

Mahalia (OC) - Daughter of Moana. 8

Finlay (OC) - Son of Hamish, one of Merida's brothers. 3

Murdoch (OC) - Son of Hubert, one of Merida's brothers. 2

Amelia (OC) - Daughter of Hamish. 2

Ean (OC) - Son of Harris, one of Merida's brothers. 1

I'm sorry if this is confusing! And with how long it is, there's not much to say about all the characters. But feel free to ask me about any of them, or even give suggestions for other Disney characters who might have kids!

The Vks

[aeternallis]

i want to hear all the violence: 14, 16, and 18 !!!

14) that one thing you see in fics all the time

In a lot of Kimchay reconciliation fics on Ao3, a lot of authors like to write Chay running away and going off on his own.

And don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I can’t see that scenario of Chay leaving post-canon events as a plausible idea at all, but rather it’s that I disagree with the impulsivity with which he usually makes that decision in the fic, yknow? The impulsivity is mostly based on how he regards both Porsche and Kim at the moment, instead of it being a well-thought out decision on his part and giving the appropriate weight of consideration it deserves. And by this I mean more often than not, the running away scenario is a result of feeling abandoned or left behind by Porsche and/or the betrayal from Kim.

And see, I’ve always been a firm believer that Chay is a very strong, brave, and rational character, so the running away thing is an antithesis to this belief. Despite his young age, the narrative tells us that he's not as naïve as one might expect, and he knows his own worth and steadfastness. I’ve said it before too that at where BOC leaves Chay in the final episode, he has more reasons to stay than not.

He no longer looks at Porsche with the idealization of a younger brother, but it doesn't mean his loyalty to him is any less than it was before. His anger over Kim's lies and perhaps the sudden changes in his life is clouding his judgement, but it doesn't mean he loves Kim any less, or that he wants to cut ties with everyone in his life completely.

So the Chay running away scenario is something I can see under only specific circumstances, but it's an interesting interpretation by a lot of writers for the KP fandom that this character would completely drop everything based on emotional impulse alone.

16) you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

The babygirl/uwu-fication of one Kimhant Theerapanyakul--//HITS It's a bit vague, but certain headcanons such as:

-acts like a cat / loves cats -not knowing how to act on his emotions -not knowing how to articulate his feelings -no confidence in taking the lead in his relationship with Chay -allowing for Chay to bully him because of his lies, lol

Lol I've said it a lot of times, but I might as well go a bit more in-depth with it on here lol

Okay, see--here's the thing: it's hard for me to see Kim as having any soft edges or any weird, lovable quirks outside of his interaction with Chay and/or his brothers, because throughout the entire show, there's an air of mystery surrounding his character that BOC never quite shakes off. Honestly, my ongoing theory about that is the fact that they may be setting Kim up to be the "true" heir to the throne, as established in the novel. Which again, brings him a little bit closer to his book counterpart.

He's the only character in the show that has no comedic scenes--most if not all of his scenes are either soft/sweet w/ Chay pre-break up, rude to Big, an asshole to strangers, and angst post-break up, lol

He's a very controlled, serious-minded character who is capable of being vulnerable and open with only a select few people, but it's not his default state whatsoever. I don't think it means that he doesn't know how to act on his emotions, since the show shows us the contrary: he's physically affectionate with Chay once the latter confesses to him, and he didn't hesitate to sing to Chay of his feelings and his remorse for his actions that have hurt them both.

These aren't the actions of someone who's awkward with feelings and isn't aware of them; on the contrary, it goes to show that he's all too aware of them, hence his controlling nature from the beginning and his need to know what's going on.

Kim is definitely a character who understands what he wants and the effort he has and is willing to make in order to get it, be it Chay or wanting to know the machinations of his father and their family. Because of this, I just don't want to give disservice to his character by thinking that he's not capable of what he can actually do.

18) it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...

THIS VERSION OF KORN! He's so different from the Korn in the show who's all scheming and be playing 4D chess with everyone in this life, and I'm just so surprised that not many creatives in the fandom has utilized him????

He just screams divorced male dad energy who miraculously got custody of all 3 kids during the divorce proceedings w/ the ex and doing his best to keep himself and his 3 sons afloat, all the while running an illegal empire on the side. XD

For example, the chocolate factory thing: he wants to get it off the ground for sentimental reasons, and the wrappers for the chocolates depicts his 3 kids. Adshjhjkhfdkj

For reals, I would have loved to have seen how this version of Korn would have changed the tone of the story, yknow? In the book, he definitely gives off that aura of an exhausted father who's doing his best to leave behind a legacy for his children, even if it means at the questionable cost of trampling on everyone else.

The fact that in the book he's divorced and the boys' mama left the family just a little while after Kim was born is honestly an interesting backstory for this guy, and I for one am here for it. LOL

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Splinter and Yuuta's Relationship Cannon!

So, Headcanon!

I have a strong sense that Splinter was not very close with his father as he is with his sons. I know we do not see very much of Hamato Yuuta but there are strong signs of the family drama that's gone on through the years of Splinter's childhood (which I am trying to make a story about. Though it is taking me a loong time)

Anyway, in Tale of the Yokai, I know everyone probably thinks that Yoshi was Yuuta's favorite and Saki was the disobedient rebellious one but...I believe it was the other way around.

I believe Yuuta favorited Saki while Yoshi was the one who got pushed to the corner.

Think about it. I man raised and brought in war his whole life. No doubt losing loved ones along the way, and he killed an innocent child's parents then took him in as his own.

You can imagine what that must do to a person, especially a father.

Even though the war was over, Yuuta's father no doubt raised Yuuta to grow up much faster, preparing him for the fight against the Foot Clan and since that is all Yuuta knows, he did the same to his sons.

Yuuta seems very strict, stricter than Splinter and he seems very distant with his sons. He sees his two sons fighting and instead of talking to them, making them realize their fight was stupid like Splinter would have done, he dismissed it and told them to start acting like brothers.

It is clear that Saki was acting up, going through something but Yuuta just ignored it. Why? Because he forced himself to believe that there was nothing wrong with Saki. Yuuta, I believed, spoiled Saki rotten out of guilt of killing his parents and raising him in lies. Every time Saki was clearly looking towards the dark path, Yuuta would just turn a blind eye.

As for Yoshi, who was meant to be Yuuta's heir, he was contently getting scolded and punished. Yuuta was so hard on Yoshi growing up, that he just reached a point where he did not care for his father's approval anymore, coming to terms that nothing would make his father happy or proud of him. Yoshi was a rebellious teenager (much like Raphael and Karai) who did not care for rules nor traditions, but he always did do the right thing in the end.

Saki though, always made sure he stayed in his father's praise and rarely ever disobeyed. Though, occasionally, when things did not go his way, he could not help but lash out. The first time he lashed out on his father, is when he made Yoshi leader.

The two brothers were jealous of each other for different reasons. Yoshi was jealous of Saki because he was the golden child while Saki was jealous of Yoshi because everyone else seemed to love him and he was a better ninja than him, when his temper was not getting in the way but most of all, he was jealous that he won Shen's heart.

Yuuta no doubt saw all this happening, the rivalry turning bitter between his sons, yet he did nothing.

I am also basing this on how we see Splinter and Shredder. How they became the two men they are now.

In tale of the yokai, Shen was always on Yoshi about how he cared more about the clan than he did about their family. It was not true but because of his father, Yoshi thought this was how he was supposed to be. As a new father, Yoshi was scared and did not know what to do, so at first, he did it his father's way but after losing Shen and realizing the unhappiness he caused their family, Yoshi realized that he wasn't much of a father or a husband.

Yoshi thought, he would never get another chance but then, his sons came.

Splinter, I believe, found a different, better way to raise his sons than his father did. Splinter may be strict, but he was also very loving and understanding of his sons. Whenever they fought, Splinter was always quick to put an end to it and make the boys remember their love for each other. No doubt because of his past relationship with his ex-brother. Also, Splinter was more of a father than he was a sensei. Unlike his father who was the complete oppsite.

In times, he hated that he had to stay behind while his sons went to fight but as a teacher, he needed to let them fight their own battles but as a father, he was always there when needed.

Also, with Karai, Splinter was very understanding and respected her space. He knew Karai needed to find her own way and he knew if he stepped in, he would only push her away.

I do not believe he would do that if he did not know from experience.

There were also times, I notice, Splinter tensing a little whenever his sons hugged him which tells me Splinter did not get a lot of affection growing up and it was hard for him to show it as well, but he tried.

I believe Splinter not only became the loving father he is because of the loss of Shen, but because of his relationship with his own father. Splinter did not want to be distant and too strict with his children. He wanted to be more than just a sensei. He wanted to be their father. He also wanted them to discover themselves while guiding them and allowing them to make their own choices.

In conclusion, I believe Splinter had a complicated relationship with his father. He looked up to him but as a sensei, as a father not so much. Splinter took all he learned from his father, on how to be a good sensei but as a father, he had to learn that himself.

Splinter will not say that his father was a bad father though. Just did not know how to be one. Hamato Yuuta was a broken man that suffered from years of war and because of that, Splinter could forgive his father and hope when it is his time, the two could reunite and fix what Splinter wished he could have fixed years ago.

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I'll like to headcanon that maybe Azulon tried to be a good father once like Ozai with both of his sons but maybe Ilah died protecting Ozai making him blame Ozai for her death. How likely do you think something like that would be?

My Thoughts About Azulon & Ozai’s Turbulent, Tragic, & Toxic Parent & Child Relationship!

My theory is that Fire Lord Azulon’s wife Fire Lady Ilah died to give birth to Fire Prince Ozai while she was middle-aged and Azulon wanted a spare heir in case of Crown Fire Prince Iroh's death on the battlefield or his incapability to procreate (Iroh had Lu Ten very late in life despite being a promiscuous war general) Azulon also wanted a younger child for the return of Sozin’s comet. Ilah refused because she knew the risk involved and Azulon forced himself on her as his right as Fire Lord and her husband. Ilah despises Azulon after this despite his apologies and guilt due to her shunning of him.

Azulon truly loved Ilah but let his temper and desire go to his head. Fire Lady Ilah refuses his apology and never forgives him for his martial raping of her. But on the other hand, she is somewhat happy and hopeful about their second child. Crown Prince-Shogun Iroh on the other hand is ecstatic about having a baby brother or sister. The birth of Prince Ozai during the Summer Solstice and the hottest day in the history of the Fire Nation bring joy and pride to Fire Lord Azulon and Crown Fire Prince-Shogun Iroh as this is a sign that the newborn has been blessed by Agni the Spirit of Flame & Sun itself!

Azulon and Iroh’s joy and pride turn into hatred, horror, sadness, and despair when Fire Lady Ilah dies of traumatic pregnancy, covered in blood and burns. The horror and trauma that their beloved wife | mother suffered had left a gruesome, bloody, and violent image in their mind. Azulon despite knowing the truth that he killed Ilah through his actions of marital rape, uses baby Ozai as a scapegoat to let out his anger, rage, fury, and despair. Iroh also grows to despise & resent his baby brother and refuses to touch or hold him out of complete neglect, but later comes to regret his part in the emotional abuse on his innocent child brother.

The newborn’s only aunt’s Li and Lo look after their baby nephew, teaching him the ways of their father, his grandfather Fire Lord Sozin. The Imperial Clan of the Fire Nation: Ryuzo Clan (Fire Lord clan). The Fire Nation Royal Family has lost one powerhouse in favor of another. Strong, gifted, and intelligent like his mother and brutal, ruthless, cunning, proud, and above all a powerful warriors like his brother, father, and grandfather before him.

However, whereas Ozai was neglected and despised over Fire Lady Ilah's death by Iroh and Azulon. Lu Ten wasn't despised or mistreated by Iroh and Azulon compared to Ozai. Probably because Azulon cared more about having his heir to his first-born son and having his first grandson. Also, I believe that Iroh later realized that the neglect, isolation, and emotional abuse his brother suffered during his childhood had emotionally scarred him. He didn't want the same fate for Lu Ten despite his beloved wife dying just like his mother had. Lu Ten being the Golden Child of the family and Azulon and Iroh's pride and joy despite having the same circumstances that befall him, and Ozai being the Black Sheep of the family; causes him immense loathing and jealousy of his nephew's happiness and relationships with his father and brother.

Honestly, I don’t think Fire Lord Azulon would be physically abusive toward Fire Prince Ozai. He would probably be ruthless and harsher on his second son due to the resentment he has for being the primary cause of Ilah’s death. However, he is still his son and of his blood. I just don’t think that Azulon was particularly soft and gentle in his parenting with Ozai due to the lack of Ilah’s influence. I could see Azulon training Ozai far earlier and far more harsher and brutally than he did Iroh. I believe that Fire Lord Azulon sees a lot of himself in his younger son Ozai than even his oldest Iroh. My headcanon is that both Azulon and Ozai are massively gifted, skilled, and talented natural-born Firebending masters. Whereas, Iroh while having skills had to work extremely hard with unrelenting dedication and determination to achieve his father’s demands and aspirations. Ozai on the other hand had firebending skill and talent come naturally towards him like a turtle-duck in water. My belief is that Azulon, Ozai, and Azula were natural born geniuses whereas Iroh, Lu Ten, Zuko had to work extremely hard and had issues towards mastery and skill.

Ozai probably had it FAR rougher than Zuko during his childhood. If Ozai's mother Fire Lady Ilah died in childbirth and Azulon despises him for it and Iroh neglects him and joins the military to cope with the loss of their mother. Then that could explain Ozai being a FAR more ruthless, cold, and hateful version of his son Zuko. Zuko at least had his Mother Ursa, Uncle Iroh, Mai, and Ty Lee to comfort him. Ozai used to treat his children decently well. Zuko and Azula used to have a happy childhood and play with each other!

I believe that Ozai and Ursa had a long loving, complex, and complicated relationship. Ozai's imperialistic ambition and brainwashing along with paternal abuse by Azulon made him extremely emotionally damaged and socially unstable. Iroh had Ilah and Zuko had Ursa to help love and guide them. Ozai probably only had abusive Azulon and neglectful Iroh; who both probably hate him due to Ilah's death in childbirth along with the warmongering, totalitarian, vicious and conivining Royal Court! Children surround by horrible people in a negative environment tend to not turn out good in their adult years especially with over a century of imperialism and child abuse neglect and maltreatment from their elders in their youth.