#i remember seeing a different headcannon for what her career would be and thinking it was cute but i can’t remember it rn grrr!!!!!

[operationcaked]

aged up designs that i made a bit ago :))

[iisasarcasticlittleshite]

Cursed Technique Headcannons (Part 2) SPICY

Like the title says, Gojo's section gets a little suggestive, you have been warned!

Trigger Warning: GENERALISED CHILDHOOD TRAUMA IN MAKI'S SECTION. Nothing is specified and it's only a brief mention.

WARNING: Canon-typical blood.

Gojo Satoru

Guilt plagues his mind the first time the two of you met, guilt that your life is plagued not only by your own inherited curse but his.

Your curse is entirely different from his, but in practical use, you can do many of the same things he can. Your cursed web grants your senses a broad range and protects you from harm in much the same way infinity does him. Of course, when it comes to raw power you can't compete, but that doesn't seem to have stopped your family from bringing you up to be second best.

Most of your childhood was focused around the fact that you would never be as good as Gojo, but well done for trying.

You tried so hard that your technique mutated, made you the most powerful sorcerer in your family's known history, but still, every visit, email and letter had to make a jab at the fact that you were still only second.

Satoru wonders how you don't hate him, it's his fault you're not the best, but your answer, to this day, floors him.

'If I'm having a hard time, and I'll I've got to do is be almost as good as you,' you'd begun, half closing your book while basking in the sun outside, 'then I sure as hell don't wanna know what the standards are to be you.'

He remembers your answer, word for word, even years later when neither of you has the time to lounge about in the sun anymore, and not for the reasons you may think.

You were the first to acknowledge that anything was less than effortless for him, the first to validate the loneliness at the top. Neither of you had a choice in life, no choice in career, no choice in dedication. Both of you laid everything on the table, and living life all in like that messes with the mind.

Gojo laughs when someone suggested he start fucking around with strangers as an outlet. He knows why it was suggested, he gives off that kind of vibe, the man to flit about people's lives, gone as quickly as he came, but he just can't bring himself to do that.

Gojo knows himself, the moment he's into someone, he wants to be all in, it's been trained into him. Do it right, or don't do it at all.

Normal people just don't have that mentality, there's only one other person in the world who does.

Consequently, you're also the only person in the world he trusts not to go off and die on him because being second to him still makes you a force of nature at the drop of a hat.

It only makes sense for it to be you he lets his frustration out, you can handle it. What he wasn't ready for, was for you to let it out on him, that doesn't mean he's complaining though, far from it.

When the world riles you up just right, he loves to single himself out, inviting you to take it all out on him. He loves every single second that you torture him deliciously, pushing him to release, again and again, teetering at his limit and holding him there expertly.

Satoru adores every moment because, for a few hours, he's not the strongest. For a while, he physically could not overpower you if he tried, he's backed into a corner at your mercy, and he knows, without a single doubt, that he's safe there.

You would never lie to him, never manipulate him, but God does he love it when you just fucking use him until you're satisfied.

Zen'in Maki

To be quite honest, she has no idea what you go through. As someone who doesn't even have enough cursed energy to see curses with her own eyes, she can't relate to you, or at least, she thinks she can't.

Your curse is blood manipulation, but you're not from the family which boasts the cursed technique. In fact, you're not from a curse-bearing family at all. The technique manifested through trauma when you were younger, principal Yaga took you in, and thus you've spent most of your life at the school learning to perfect your craft; and you are very, very good at exorcising curses.

Still, the large clans despise you because, despite evidence to the contrary, they believe you to be the result of an affair within the Kamo line, and thus, not worth their time. Maki wasn't around to see it, but she was told they tried to kill you more than once until Nanami got you promoted to a 1st Grade, too valuable to kill.

Despite the common ground of being a pariah, she's cold to you at first. Then again, she's cold to everyone, she thinks it's the only way to focus. Friends would be a distraction. Little did she know you'd had other plans.

You weren't going to watch a pretty girl get lost in the determination and miss years of her life with her nose to the grindstone, even if offering to train with her does earn you a few more bruises than you would have liked.

It's only after the first time Maki agrees to hang out with you outside of class and training that she realises what that curse really cost you. The piles of letters in your room, filled with death threats and demanding you leave sorcery, calling you a bastard and a mistake. That is the day she respects you, because you truly, frankly, do not give a flying fuck. Hell, you laughed when she read a sentence out loud.

From then on, the two of you are attached at the hip. She'll never forget the first time she saw the consequences of your curse first-hand.

Blood seeps from your eyes, your nose, your ears, it runs beyond your control, so thick you damn near choked on it, and there's nothing anyone can do about it but try and keep your airways clear. All of this, because one of those damn letters pissed you off.

They won't ever stop coming, and Maki's beginning to doubt that either of you will ever be anything less than pariah, but as she looks up at you, you're smiling past the blood, looking every bit an absolute mess and a perfect one at that.

If the world calls us monsters, let's change the world.

[ilikebirdsouo]

THOUGHTS part 1: episodes 1 and 2, major warning for yelling, cursing, long post, and spoilers (duh)

now I’m gonna post three of these, this one being the first, basically these are little notes I wrote MOSTLY during my second watch of the episodes (for episode 6 it’s a different story) but these are just my little reactions to things, in my last thoughts post I’ll put my thoughts on the overall series as a whole! What I thought of it and all, however these are mostly small notes, reactions, and.. well… thoughts!! Anyways!!! Let’s go!!

I’ll post the other two sometime later today!

Episode 1🧳

The intro is so fucking cute oh my god-

HUH!! It’s June 20th..? Interesting-

Duck and Reds bickering- I’m sorry I-

“But today is nothing day” and how red is just wanting to do nothing is so fucking relatable I love him

DUCK BANGING THE HAMMER- THAT WAS SO- HEHE IM SORRY AS SOMEONE WHO BANGS THINGS WHEN THEY STIM IM MAKING THIS A HEADCANNON-

DUCK DONT INVENT MORE CRYPTO CURRENCY YOU FUCKING DUMBASS

“He’s not that big >:(“ Duck I love you so much

“Yeah that’s….. good”

Wait……red performing brain surgery

oh also duck has… brown… hair- REGARDLESS THEY LOOK STYLISH~ SLAY!

“So it looks nice?” “It looks dumb.”

DUCK PLEASE DONT DO SHIT RELATED TO THE ARMY MY GOD YOU ARE SMARTER THAN THIS YOU IDIOT

I love that the suitcase telling of the wonders of jobs just lowkey leaves- in my eyes I see it as you browsing through careers- it’s all fun and games until you actually get one-

“ATTENTION FREAKS”

Then!!! Then!!!! I love that duck was so fuckin insistent on getting a job that- when they finally get one THEY are the one that end up being like “this shit sucks let’s go”

THEN!! Yellow is so painfully cute in this show I can’t- he is trying so hard at work I’m so proud of my son in law-

Red guy getting all forced into his boss/manager role by the fax machine was just-

ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT HIS YELL/SCREAM?!?!!!! THAT WAS FUCKING SCARY- OH MY GOD- HAHAHAHA

OK SERIOUSLY I love how just lost Duck is- then they see their friends getting all into their jobs- like Duck is all trying to talk to yellow and the kids just “not now I’m at work” and red does the same fucking thing 

“The thing I made :((“

I just LOVE that Duck keeps on fucking up shit- look at my pathetic bird man- 

DUCK FUCKING DROPS HER ON THE FLOOR OH MY GOD SHSGSGGAHAHSHDHBDT

WHEN DUCK GOT FIRED THOUGH I WAS-

Also can I just say I love how big of an asshole duck is- I love that for them- they just keep talking shit unless it’s about themself I fucking missed this little bastard

I just realized I have a type with birds- Revali and Duck- THE asshole birds- god why am I like this help

Ok everyone is so goddamn relatable- 

The duck stress sequence was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen it made me more happy than it should’ve- GOD- 

Also I loved it when Duck just fucking knocked over the the thingy which would tell the machine their emotions sorry I cannot remember words or names- AHEM BUT THAT WAS FUCKING HILARIOUS “you seem stressed”

Also duck handling stress is just 🥺💕

I FUCKING LOVE THIS SHOW SO FAR AND ITS JUST THE FIRST EPISODE- 

Also the care hound was- terrifying- hasnt Duck been through enough- 

“Shouldn’t I whisper into.. it’s.. ear..?” JSSGGSSGGSHSHDHHD DUCK- 

What do y’all mean reds the most relatable character ducks right there

Anywho- DUCK JUST COMES OUT FULLY COVERED IN SLOBBER I-

Look at my love, all engaging in conversation-

“Guilty!~”

I love how just thrown OFF Duck is by old man red and doi

Also seeing them older was wild btw- also old man yellow is a sight I never want to see again btw- thank you

DUCK IS FUCKING SICK OF THIS SHIT 2 ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

DUCK FIUCKING CAUSES YELLOWS HAND TO JUST GET SLICED INTO BITS AND EVERYONE IS JUST HAPPY CUZ ITS AN ACCIDENT AND I- AND DUCKS JUST PANICKING I JUST-

Also duck being the one to help them out of the situation they sorta got everyone into was fun- also duck was going to tend to yellows wounds can we just think about that for a sec- *sniffle* THEY DO CARE

THEY ARE A LITTLE FUCKED UP FAMILY

ALSO I LOVE THAT THIS SHOW HAS FUCKING FORESHADOWING- LIKE EARLIER IN THE EPISODE THE- JSHSHSHDHDHDH 

“My child :((“ 

ALSO WE SEE THEM ACTIVELY BE TERRIFIED OF WHAT HAPPENED DURING A LESSON CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THAT???!!????? They are genuinely scared- man-

DUCK GETTING THEIR EYE STABBED BY A COIN- SHGSGSHSHDHDHD I HATED LAUGHING BUT THEIR SCREAM THOUGH- HASHHSHSHSHS

also…. More duck eye trauma… (adding it to the list)

THAT WAS AMAZING BTW I AM EAGER TO WATCH MORE

Episode 2⚰️

“I’m a talking crow like thing!” DUCK- YOURE A FUCKING DUCK- also I wonder if this is referencing the time the fandom thought Duck was a crow.. like when they used the name Crowe for them- EITHER WAY- DUCK. W. WHAT

“Welp, im dead”

ALSO THERE WAS A NEW BIT TO THE INTRO IS THAT… is that gonna be a thing now? If so I LOVE IT-

Also ducks little HA! Made me very happy for some reason I love them so fucking much

“What about.. is, what does it say about me? am I dead?” “Nope! Just meeee~” “what? Why do you get to be- there must be a mistake-“ “somebody’s jealoussss~” “Pfft jealous I-“ “jealous of me being dead~” this is something straight out of a fluffybird fanfic I swear to god I love hearing them bicker-

Red wanting to be the one who is dead is everything to me oh my god- 

Wait how the hell does death actually work in this universe then?

“You laid an egg! Quick, make a wish!” Yellow… honey.. please-

Red is so sad not to be dead- I loved the scene where he just rushed to his ID card and got fucking pissed off when he discovered he wouldn’t die for a long time- 

Also the coffin guy is neat!

Ok seriously I love how easily pissed off red is in this series god I missed him

THE BIG DAY SONG WAS DUCKS FUNERAL SONG?!?!????? HELLO?!??????!???? JSGSHSHSHDHDHNDJD- 

Red guys mouth is something I never want to see again thank you-

DUCKS TIES-

YELLOW AND RED BAKING- OH AND THEM MESSING UP THE LYRICS!!!! 

Lol Red just taking the cheffs hat off Yellow was funny to me- they look so fancy at the funeral though!

“Hey guyssss~”

“I had my insides removed! :D” 

OK SO…. IS DUCKS NAME NOT DAVID? Well regardless that was silly :) (I’m actually really considering using David for them now though hshshs)

“What? I’m not the best friend?” “Yes you are!” “I’m your best friend?!” “Yeah! We’re close!” (+their little head tilt 🥺) “I don’t really even know you I.. know which one you are” “look I’m leaving you all my stuff” “yeah but I don’t want it that’s just our stuff- I mean that’s just our plates—“ “and my diary!” “There’s nothing in it!” “It’s new! i just got it!” “I could do the lovely remark..” “I don’t want you! I want my best friend!!” “I’m not your best friend!” ….I’m sorry I love this whole scene so much even though it hurts

Yellow Gribbleston banging out the tunes (seriously though HOW-)

DUCK AND RED HAVE OLD COUPLE ENERGY I FUCKING LOVE THEM IN THIS SERIES IM SORRY-

“But- [they] didn’t do any of that-“ HSGSGSHSHHSH

The house genuinely felt so lonely without Duck- also loving all the duck pictures- THEN THERE WAS A SLIGHT ECHO TOO LMFAO

“We didn’t really like [them] anyway” FUCK YOU

Also apparently Duck bit yellow I do not know how to.. feel about this info uhm- Duck is a rabid fucking animal sometimes confirmed-

I fuckibg screamed when I saw lamp btw, he gone sober- oh also I’ve always had the headcannon that outside of June 19th Lamp and yellow would become buddies and man I was not expecting this episode to confirm THAT MY GOD-

yellow being mad is something I’m so happy to see again, YES MY SON IN LAW THROW OUT THE NEW BEST FRIENDS- HE GETS IT

STOP MOTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“UGH claymation >:(((“ YELLOW PLEAS-

YELLOW GETTING PISSED OFF IN THE INTRO WAS MY FAVORITE THING EVER

“NO NOT THAT THING!!!”

Wait Tony was buried in the ground too!! Look closely when they move back to what Duck is up to, he’s in the ground too- what does. What does this mean

OH I also took a closer look and it appears there’s another duck… corpse..? A yellowish hand next to it, OH AND DUCKS CANNNNNN

God it would suck for someone with claustrophobia to be in ducks situation…….. I’m.  I’m talking about me in the third person again arent i. 

I DIDNT NOTICE THE DEAD RAT AT FIRST WHAT- RATTY..?

DUCK CONSTANTLY PRESSING THE BUZZER I CANT

I MISSED THEM

DUCK MAKES MUSIC- ok can we get a release of that tune it was actually nice I want to hear more-

Is the little blob guy voiced by becky?! :DDD

I LOVE HOW MAD YELLOW IS ABOUT THIS-

the CLAYMATION THOUGH OH MY GOD-

“STOP IT!” 

“You’re supposed to say the floor is too loud or the window is disrespecting you!” :(

I wanted to give yellow such a big hug

WAIT I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING SAD- so Duck wants RED not yellow to make the speech, because he is their best friend. Then, later, we see Yellow being the one who’s sad about everything whilst red Guy hardly cares… :((

THE MAGGOTS- THE HSGSGS- DUCK-

ALSO I LOVE THAT THE COFFIN IS ALREADY SO FED UP WITH THEIR SHIT-

duck claws duck claws dUCK CLAWS DUCK CLAWS- my silly headcannon I thought would NEVER become canonn!!!! bgsgshahhshsAHAHGAHAGGSGAGAAHAHHAHHSHSHDH

Ignoring the other thing ok

The memories song. Just. Beautiful ok?

I have way too many thoughts to unpack about that song I-

Ducks grave getting dug up by yellow was :(( also yellow fucking kilt the coffin my god-

Red guy lowkey TURNING THE NEW GUY INTO DUCK WAS- HSGGSHS- i was so thrown off at first-

When I saw Duck approaching the… other duck I was convinced they’d murder them then-

THE INTRO WITH THE TWO DUCKS- I really liked that intro!! It was actually kinda cute and-

DUCK FUCKING KILLS DUCK- AHHAHAHAHAHHSHGSGDDHDHD-

HSGSGSGGSHDHDHHD I LOVE THIS ONE A LOT I HAD SO MANY HEADCANNONS GET PROVEN SLIGHTLY PLUS!!! Hehhe my main duck theory still workssss~ ANYWHO LOVED THIS ONE

OH ALSO I JUST REALIZED DUCKS SONG IS IN THE CREDITS IM IN LOVE-

[its-me-im-coraline]

Baby // Headcannons

words //

warnings // non really, this is teeth rotting fluff, any deisre for children after this is not my fault, blame Måneskin 😂

pairing // Måneskin members x GN!Reader

author's note // lol i decided to use these photos cause it looks more aesthetically pleasing. anyways i hope you enjoy the headcannons also don't forget the "sleepover" on sunday yayyyyy...

request // yes here

summary // Måneskin as parents

Damiano David

damiano as a father would be the absolute sweetest

the man looks intimidating in photos but the moment he opens his mouth is the sweetest

thus the conclusion that he’d be the softest father in existence

will be extremely hands on raising your kid the whole time

he refuses to not do his absolute best to be there as much as possible for your guys’ child

will never complain about having to change diapers

for some reason I imagine damiano to be the type of father that would take baths with his child

“look, look at daddy’s hair”

while he has some kind of ‘intricate’ hairstyle with tons of foam all around it

will literally cry for pretty much every milestone of the child

“di-did they just laugh? Y/N, our child just laughed, stop laughing at me!”

meanwhile he is borderline sobbing

i can also imagine him if not crying just laughing in excitement at something they do

like say your guys’ child has taken up some kind of sport or martial art, they will show the most recent thing they learned to damiano and he will start giggling in pleasant surprise

“Dio mio, amore, that was fucking awsome!”

will have a hard time not cursing in front of the child sometimes

but he’s working on it

will take tons of walks around the city, in parks and stuff, together

can just imagine him in nature, holding hands with this tiny little human being

ahuaifjn my heart dudes

will be supportive of them no matter what

be it the child’s sexuality, gender identity, career and hobbies

as long as they can be safe he doesn’t mind at all

will try not to cry when his kid will move away

if they move somewhere close by rest assured he will never not be at their house

“you know dad, you have a house of your own, don’t you like it better?”

“nah, the sun hits this place really nicely, i enjoy it”

will def take you and the kid along when traveling, when possible of course

I can also just imagine him having his kid on stage at a show and just kind of playing around and singing and awwwwwwwwwwwww

Why do I want this? i don't even want kids!!!!!!

Thomas Raggi

Thomas is a similar case to Damiano but of course with his differences

instead of taking walks around he just takes naps with them

you can not even count the times you have come home, calling for thomas and your kid and neither responds

so you get worried a bit but then you see them napping on the couch

will nap with your kid in the weirdest places

can and will fall asleep together on a chair in the balcony/yard

I feel like he would spoil them a bit?

especially if he’s been away for long, he will return home baring gifts

from a cute shirt, to something pretty expensive that reminded him of them

will always bring snacks from different countries, like chocolates for belgium or nougat from greece (yes it is kind of a traditional candy in some greek islands especially)

might not take baths with them like damiano but i can see thomas just playing around with the hose outside in the yard

“Dad, no it’s cold! stoooop it!”

“Oh come on, it's burning out here! don’t you love the little cooling effect?”

will know when not to throw water at your kid of course, it is always done in good fun when they’ve gone outside with the solemn reason of playing with the water

dance parties at the most random moments

like a song they both like plays at a store

they will start dancing in the middle of the store

sometimes you act like you dont know them

others you join it

how sweet

ok but like picknics at the park

you just lay in a blanket, thomas and your child are non stop playing around until they get tired

and when thomas sits down the kid is still all over him and they are being so cuddly with each other

will always remind them of their jacket

Victoria De Angelis

victoria would feel a little awkward at first

idk but although i'm sure she is the sweetest with children i feel that she will not be sure how to act at first

maybe she would view your baby as very very fragile at first and be very afraid of her movements as to not do anything to hurt them

i can not stop thinking of victoria when her child is sick or feels down

she will immediately go mama bear at them

“Are you feeling alright?”

“Does your head hurt?”

“Do you feel cold?”

why do i feel she would get into superstitions sometimes

“i should call your mum, Y/N (if you're from a culture that believes in that). someone gave them the evil eye. of course they did, you're amazing!”

feels very proud of the outfits she gives your kids i swear

“this is perfect! Y/N look how cute they look!! You have the matching shirt, right?”

will go above and beyond for them

doesn’t care what time it is, if her baby needs her she’s there

tickle fights are a must in your household

she will always laugh hysterically even if your kid doesn’t actually tickle her

the cutest thing is them two just sleeping together in the car when going somewhere

poor chilli now has to endure to children bothering her lol

victoria would be extremely protective of your child, not only if they got hurt but even with the idea that they could

will always be proud mama™

"they are amazing, how can i not be proud"

Ethan Torchio

Remember how I said Victoria would feel kind of scared of doing something wrong and hurting your kid?

ethan is even more worried

idk, i see this man as an absolute gentle giant

i can see him just staring at the baby the first time he sees them with so much adoration, as if in a trance

now…

out of all of them ethan is the “strictest”

i feel like you would be the one to try to sneak desert before dinner and ethan would just scold both you and your child

“Y/N, I told them no before! Come on!”

just like them all he is willing to go to the end of the world for that kid

will not hesitate to bring them the moon if he could, no questions asked

i feel like he would be the one your child confides in the most

like i can imagine your teenager sneaking out, something going wrong and calling ethan first!

he will die from the worry when he gets the call but as i said will go to the ends of the world for them

ethan will never even once yell at them

scold them a few times? sure

but yell? not even once!

now imagine this man with a little child wearing his shirt at the beach, walking around and showing them the beach

“You see those lights over there? They are windmills. They collect energy from the wind. how cool is that”

very close to my grandmother pointing out the windmills she’s seeing every summer for the past 20 years lol

he is so wholesome, will turn everything into a learning opportunity

i feel like he would be the father that is so embarrassing to the child because of how wholesome he is some times

but both them and their friends would confide in him

will literally father their friends if they need it omg

he is the type to see you holding them for the first time, or just holding them and doing something and just getting horny

“come on amore, let’s have one more!”

“ethan no”

he’s like telepathically communicate with them

it gets creepy but he does that to you two

he just knows when you need anything

tag list: @bieberhoodforever @tabi-toast

[glitterandgoldrush]

I remember in One of Us is Next it mentioned that Kris worked as a server. What jobs do you think Kris has worked? Do you have any headcannons about those jobs and his modeling career?

it does mention that!!

i think kris was a waiter from 15 (when he moved to america) to 18

it was a great way to improve his english skills, although he definitely used to cop it for his accent which he never complained about (even though it secretly upset him)

he jumped between a couple of different restaurants and finally landed at this sort of upscale place

he really really liked his coworkers and even goes to visit them after he quits, though he rarely eats there bc it’s so expensive

he hated working in hospitality, and that’s part of the reason why he always goes out of his way to be extra polite and helpful to servers

also i imagine that he worked for a few months before he moved and when he came to america he was shocked, shoooocked, at the pay rate

although he was usually tipped really well bc let’s face it, he was a cute teenager

as a result of this though, when he & coop are rich, i imagine they go HUGE on tips like they’re sort of infamous for leaving massive tips, to the point where people are like “man if cooper clay and his partner come into your work, you’re in for a GOOD night”

anyway as for modelling i think he got scouted

he’s 6’4 with a jawline that could cut glass and someone from a modelling agency came into his work and was like “yeah. that one”

he was hesitant at first bc he hadn’t really done modelling and didn’t know what it would entail, but he was just about to graduate and move out and he was like yeah i need this money

so he accepts the job

he starts out by going little things, like background work for small small companies

but he eventually becomes an underwear model & he’s paid well enough to keep his apartment & student loans taken care of

he has an incidental social media following. like he definitely doesn’t get into social media & he’s not interested in being an influencer, but bc of all the publicity with solving the case + dating cooper + being well, hot as hell, he kind of gains quite the following

which means that brands send him free clothes all the time

and he and cooper love unboxing them

sometimes he gives cooper’s measurements to brands that are more his style, and lets cooper have the clothes

he kind of gets tapped to pursue modelling as a career, but decides against it. he doesn’t do it because he loves it, he does it to get himself where he needs to go

although he does do some runways for some of his favourite brands and cooper goes, and barely manages to stop himself from drooling

the only perk he really takes his agency up on his parks fashion week, and he takes addy with him bc cooper is still in season

addy has the TIME OF HER LIFE

and the wander around paris for a whole week and then at the end they take a train up to germany bc addy insists on seeing where kris grew up and they spend a few days there 🥺🥺

kris quits modelling in the second last year of med school. he could’ve quit a lot earlier, cooper’s salary more than enough to support them both, but he hated the idea of spending cooper’s money. cooper is like ?? this is so dumb, i literally basically lived in your house senior year and i didn’t have a job?? but kris is insistent (and cooper thinks it maybe has something to do with people thinking he’s with him for his money) it’s not until cooper points out that the better he does at med school, the more he can contribute that he finally agrees to drop it

[pikablob]

So for the ask game, what are your headcannons for Hilda, Johanna and Gerda? Individually of course! :)

-🪄📚❤️

Send me a character and i’ll give an example of each:

Headcanon A: what I think realistically Headcanon B: what I think is fucking hilarious Headcanon C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends Headcanon D: what would never work with canon but the canon is shit so I believe it anyway

Hilda:

A: Hilda’s really good at identifying edible plants; she doesn’t know the science behind it or their proper names or anything, but years of exploring the wilderness have taught her what is and isn’t safe to eat.

B: Hilda still has the sword from The Witch. She has a habit of leaving it around the house, much to Johanna’s annoyance, and she brings it with her on adventures whenever she remembers. She’d never use it to hurt a creature, but she absolutely has threatened Ahlberg with it at least once.

C: By the end of season 2, Hilda is convinced internally that she’s a bad person and especially a bad daughter. She’s had those feeling since the end of season 1, when she didn’t get any badges, but by season 2 she thinks that Johanna wishes she was “better”, that she didn’t run off or go on adventures, but she doesn’t think she can ever be the person she thinks her mum wants her to be.

D: IDK if it doesn’t work with canon, I think it probably does, but I really like to headcanon Hilda as autistic - she struggles with new people and has very strong RSD, although she has gotten better at hiding it, and she has a big special interest in nature!! The part that doesn’t work with canon is that I love the idea she stims by flapping her hands (especially when she’s really excited) or otherwise pacing back and forth a lot (projecting? me? nope XD)

Johanna:

A: Johanna used to be an adventurer in her younger years. I think she got into it older than Hilda is now, but she used to roam the wilderness just like her daughter did. She’s a bit out of practice now, but there’s a reason she volunteered to go back for Twig.

B: Johanna is buff; like, she’s really strong underneath that sweater. Everyone (i.e. Gerda, who gets flustered at her stronk gf) is surprised cause she can lift way more than you’d think by looking at her.

C: Johanna's really insecure about her abilities as a parent (her own parents were bad, and she’s estranged from them at best); one of the reasons she’s becoming more protective and less supportive of Hilda is because she felt responsible for endangering Hilda and like it would be her fault if her daughter got hurt. She still doesn’t realise that all she’s doing is pushing Hilda away and making her feel bad.

D: Johanna has no formal art training outside of doing a bit at school when she was a kid - she’s entirely self-taught because her parents didn’t support her making a career out of it. As a result some of her technique is a bit ‘wonky’ by professional standards - she has her own way of doing things, but she likes the results and people still commission her so she must be doing something right.

Gerda:

A: Gerda originally enlisted in the Safety Patrol as a pilot, and she’s qualified on a few different aircraft. Initially her duties were only to fly the airship for air patrols, but over time she was promoted due to her dilligence. She’s still the only one on the force certified to fly the airship.

B: Gerda is close friends with the Bellkeeper, and they like to rag on Ahlberg a lot behind his back. Sometimes they’ll go out for drinks together, and have a friendly contest to see who can come up with the best insult for their boss. It’s her way of blowing off steam, and getting out her frustrations over him.

C: Gerda has wanted to join the Safety Patrol from a young age; in particular, she admired the work they did and wanted to help keeping the city safe. But the higher up she got in the Patrol, the more she realised Ahlberg had no idea what he was doing and that he only had his position due to nepotism. She’s found herself becoming increasingly disillusioned, trying to keep her ideals alive while also having to deal with his failures and lack of appreciation for her.

D: Outside of her work in the Safety Patrol, Gerda is actually very supportive of the kids’ antics (especially after she starts dating Hilda’s mum). She can be surprisingly chaotic when she’s off-shift and helps Hilda and friends on a couple of adventures.

[thechangeling]

Enough.

So a while ago I made a headcannon post about Ty's sexuality and the autistic exploration of sex and sexual desire. I have now written a fic about it. This ones for Alex @bedspells my very own Alyssa. Also side note I want to make it clear that yes, I still ship kitty 100%. But I've seen plenty of people write fics and headcannons about Kit exploring things with other people. There's no reason why Ty can't do the same.

Edit: Ok a long time ago this fic actually got a hate comment on Ao3 saying that I was erasing Ty's sexuality by having him hook up with a girl because he was cannonly gay due to a tweet CC made in 2013. Now I don't even have twitter and I wasn't a part of the fandom back then. Despite all of that I actually don't really consider that to be the basis of canon? And in the books he doesn't really express interest in anyone except for Kit. So as far as I'm concerned this was fair game. Not to mention gay people sometimes experiment before they realize they're gay. Especially autistic people!! And that was actually kind of the point of this fic. So maybe just keep that in mind going forward. Thanks!

Tw for mentions and discussions of sex.

Ty could count the instances he hadn't been bothered by another person's touch on one hand. This was certainly one of them. It was so late into the night it could certainly be considered the next morning. Anush, Ty and Alyssa had been doing research on Livvy and the effect she seemed to be having on a serge of demonic activity in the area.

Ty was fairly stressed about the possibility to say the least. It felt like everything was spilling away from him. Livvy, his family, his career.

Kit.

He really didn't want to think about Kit but it was difficult. It was like trying to ignore a bleeding wound that everyone kept referring to as a paper cut.

The shining lights in all of this were Anush and Alyssa. Befriending both of them had been the best part of coming to the scholomance.

Especially Alyssa.

Meeting someone who shared some of his thoughts, feelings and experiences was more then refreshing. It was liberating. Talking, laughing and crying with Alyssa about the things that no one else would understand was like a balm for Ty's soul.

At a certain point Anush had announced that he was retiring to bed and they should both probably do the same. Livvy was still floating around the room observing their work. But as time went on Ty had stopped paying as much attention to her. Now he was resting against Alyssa with his head in her lap. She was sitting on the couch in the library, carefully running her fingers through his hair and rambling on about something, Ty wasn't exactly sure what.

Ty reached up to wrap a lock of her long dark hair around his finger, then watched it spring back into place again. Alyssa's hair was wavy but not curly like- like some peoples. So it didn't spring and bounce very well. That was the interesting thing about Ali in general. So many parts of her dress and appearance were so neat and polished and well put together that Ty almost wondered what it would be like to see her more disheveled. What would it be like to grab and twist and pull until she was left with something that wasn't glossy perfect waves.

Ty panicked a little at that thought. Where exactly had that come from? He was now more then ever painfully aware of the fact that he was lying in an attractive person's lap. And his sister was still in the same room.

Ty looked up to search for Livvy but realized that she was gone. Guiltily he realized she could have been gone for awhile now. But he hadn't noticed. Lately he had been feeling further and further away from his twin and he hated it.

"Do you think stars have feelings?" Alyssa asked wistfully. Ty laughed joyfully, feeling so light and and so far away from every bad thing that had happened three years ago.

"Because I was just thinking," she continued. "Like, what if they're lonley you know?" Ty had to smile at the Alyssa charm of it all. Also the autistic perspective might have had something to do with it.

"I don't know," Ty said, sitting up. "Maybe they're like us. Maybe they like being alone." Alyssa pondered this for awhile.

"Well no one can be alone forever," she pointed out, then laughed, rolling her eyes. "God how did we get here? Remember when we were supposed to be doing actual work Ty?"

"Well we were stupid to think that would last," Ty announced matter of factly. Alyssa shrugged and leaned back against the sofa.

"Probably. Once the neurotypical left it was all downhill from there."

"I disagree, Ty said softly, meeting her gaze. "I enjoy spending time with you." Alyssa instantly smiled, the kind of beautiful, honest, heartfelt smile that allistic people wrote poetry about.

Instantly Ty was reminded of someone else, another brilliant smile.

He shook it off.

"Me too," Alyssa finally answered. Then she shook her head. "Ugh feelings. Gross."

Ty rolled his eyes at her and laughed.

Then Alyssa sat up again as she seemed to remember something. "Oh yeah I meant to ask you about Anush. Do you like him?"

Ty shrugged. "Yeah he's really nice. He's become a good friend."

Alyssa shook her head. "No, no Ty, I mean-" She paused. "I mean do you like him like you wanna date him? Or do you have romantic feelings for him?" She asked.

Ty paused. He honestly wasn't sure. He had been trying to avoid thoughts of those types of feelings for a very specific reason. A Herondale reason. But the truth was he did like really like Anush. He enjoyed being around him. Ty just wasn't sure what that meant.

"I'm not sure," he answered honestly. "Maybe." Alyssa fiddled with her hair, rubbing it between her fingers.

"Hmm. Well do you even like boys?" She asked. "I just realised I've known you for five months now and I dont really know what your deal is," she said contemplating. "Like sexual orientation wise. I mean not that it matters, it totally doesn't," she stammered.

Ty shrugged. "It was never really relevant before. But I'm not really sure. I guess I'm fine with whatever." Alyssa beamed.

"So I guess that means you're kinda like me huh? She said happily. "I'm pansexual. Women are so beautiful and angelic and soft and squishy and awesome, but men can be good too," she mused. "I mean men are......men, but some of them aren't so bad. I mean look at you!" Alyssa tossed her hair back over her shoulder.

"Thanks," Ty responded dryly.

"Anyways you know what I mean," Alyssa waved her hand. "So are you attracted to him at least?" Ty sighed.

"Yeah I am," he admitted. "But I don't- I don't want a relationship Ali. I just can't."

Alyssa studied him for a moment. "Does this have anything to do with the Herondale pendent you wear that you always tell me never to ask questions about?"

Ty scowled. "Yes, but I don't want to talk about it." Alyssa rolled her eyes and put her hands up in surrender.

"Fucking shit fuck! Fine!" She complained. "Anyways, my point is you dont need to date him neccesarily. Just have sex with him and see how you feel?"

Ty sat up and faced her. "What?"

Alyssa laughed. "You heard me. There's nothing wrong with causal sex between consenting adults. I mean, if you want to."

Ty felt the urge to stand up to try and aliviate some of the anxiety he was feeling, but he stayed sitting.

"I've never done it before," he admitted. Ty was 19, he knew most of the people his age had already had some sort of sexual experience. But he had always been too afraid. Too afraid of people touching him and demanding things from him with harsh vague bullshit. In Ty's mind it was just another social interaction that he could screw up and then pay the price for it.

Alyssa shrugged. "It's no big deal. Virginity is just a social construct anyways." Alyssa was playing with her hair casually and biting her lip slightly, to indicate that she was mulling something over.

Ty shook his head trying to explain it. "No, it's- I mean see, you say that, but, one of the things I've learned about this world is that social constructs kind of matter to a lot of people." Ty was taping his fingers against his leg and trying to stop himself from shaking. Alyssa noticed this.

"Because people tell you that's it's no big deal and not to worry, and then other people make it into a big deal like it means something, and then everyone's telling you to do something different," Ty explained with a panicked, rushed voice. "I don't know who you listen to, or what to do!" He was moving his hands frantically while he spoke to emphasize his points.

"Hey it's ok," she cooed, inching towards him. "Trust yourself. Or if you feel like you can't, then trust me." Ty felt a pang in his chest. A cacophony of conflicting emotions erupted within him. But mostly he found that despite his better judgement he actually believed her.

They had created something different between the two of them. Something that almost transcended labels or rules or traditional allistic boundaries. Alyssa was like the armor he put on every morning, with the strength and confidence that he wasn't alone in this world. In the midst of all of their jokes and late night heartbreaking conversations. In the midst of this fragile peace they had created, there was something there. Something indescribable.

Something like the sound of the page being turned in one of his Sherlock novels, or the sound of their favourite songs. A connection. A lifeline.

Ty looked over at Alyssa's concerned face and smiled softly. "I trust you," he promised. "I don't really trust many people, but I've always trusted you," he admitted. Alyssa inhaled sharply. She made an interesting facial expression that might have been a facial stim and then gaped for awhile before finally closing her mouth and avoiding Ty's gaze.

"Yeah that's cool. I trust you too," she said casually. She had gone back to pulling at her poor hair which was shedding everywhere. Anush always joked that he could always tell where Alyssa was by following the trail of hair.

"So, about the whole sex thing," she continued rather unceremoniously. Ty had to laugh a little. "Do you think it's something you're actually interested in? Or do you just feel like you have to?" She asked.

Ty pondered this for a moment. "I think I might want to. I just want to be with someone that I trust. Someone who will be considerate of my boundries, you know?" Ty did a quick glance around the room to make sure Livvy was still gone.

"Wait she's not here right?" Alyssa asked anxiously, catching on. Ty shook his head.

Alyssa paused for a moment, looking lost in thought. She was flicking her fingernails against each other and continuing to murder her bottom lip by chewing on it. Finally she looked up at him, looking rather amused.

"Ok. This might just be the exhaustion talking, or the autism, or a combination of both. So if you feel uncomfortable with what I'm about to say, then afterwards we can just forget it ok?" Alyssa sounded serious. Ty just nodded, trying not to be concerned.

Alyssa gave him an interesting look, one that he was pretty sure he had never recieved before. Her eyes scanned him up and down, then she smirked.

"I could potentially offer my services," she said innocently. Ty blinked a few times, then continued to stare at her. She stared back unflinching.

Wait. What?

Ty shook his head in confusion. "Hold on. Wait. You mean-?" He cut himself off. Alyssa nodded with that same smirk. "Yeah I mean why not right?" She shrugged, relaxing back against the sofa. "But if you dont want to then that's totally fine."

"Wait." Ty attempted to clear his head and stay focused. He stayed frozen for awhile, thinking. Then he folded his arms around himself, applying pressure. "Why exactly?"

Alyssa shrugged again. "Well why not? You're hot. I'm hot, and besides you know me," she pointed out. She paused, and then giggled.

"Four hours into investigating the paranormal phenomenon of his dead twin sister and chill, then she offers to take his virginity," she cackled. "I so enjoy our quality time together."

"The way your mind works really concerns me sometimes, you know that?" He asked playfully. Alyssa rolled her eyes at him and shoved him gently.

"Hey you don't have to, it was just an idea," she said, raising her hands in defense. Ty was silent. He was still thinking about it.

"Most people don't really do stuff like this right?" He asked warily. "Like most friends don't just randomly hook up and then laugh it off later."

Alyssa shook her head slowly. "Honey do you see me laughing?"

Ty was conflicted. There was something in him, a new, complicated feeling. A burning desire that nagged at the back of his mind everytime Alyssa bit her lip or pouted.

If he was really honest with himself. Ty could remember another time when he felt this way. But that was different, that was-.

He shook his head. No. Ty wasn't thinking about that anymore. He needed a distraction.

"God I can practically hear you thinking over here Ty," Alyssa teased. "Listen. If it freaks you out to much then we can forget about it. But-." She paused and reached towards him. Their fingertips met and she slowly dragged her fingertips down the top of Ty's hand.

"I want to do this for you because I care about you," she said solemnly. "I want make you feel good. Because you're special, and I dont mean that in the bullshit ableist way. I mean I think that you're special because you have such a big heart and you care so much," she said with a laugh.

Ty felt like he was about to cry. He was taking in long deep breaths trying not to get overwhelmed. He didnt know how to respond to this, this kind of attention and praise. His heart felt warm and tight absorbed in so much fondness and melancholy and regret all at once.

He knew this wasn't anything like what had happened that day on the beach. This wasn't that kind of love that he was feeling for Alyssa and that was a good thing. Romantic love, he decided, was too complicated.

"You deserve good things and good experiences. You deserve to have your first time be somewhere familiar. Somewhere you feel safe, and with someone who loves you." Alyssa wiped her eyes on the back of her hand.

"God sorry for getting all emotional like that," she joked.

Ty couldn't speak, so he just squeezed her hand. He hoped she would understand.

I love you too.

Ty took a breath, then nodded. "Yeah," he admitted. "Yeah I want that. I want you."

Alyssa exhaled, then grinned. "Ok then. Great. I'll see if I can pencil you in sometime this week," she joked. Ty cocked his head to the side in confusion.

"Oh," he murmered, suprised with how disappointed he felt. "You mean later?" Alyssa laughed.

"Well yeah, I mean aren't you tired?"

"Are you?" Ty countered.

Alyssa shrugged. "Hey you know how it is, autistic sleep cycle. I'm gonna be up for awhile. I just figured you might want some time to think."

Ty shook his head. "No I don't want to think anymore. I'm tired of thinking Ali. I'm tired of worrying and overanalyzing everything." His eyes met hers, she seemed a little worried.

She moved closer to him so that she was practically in his lap. "You need a distraction," she said matter of factly. "It's ok." She moved her hands from his arms to grasp his waist.

"Is this good?"

Ty flinched. "More pressure," he replied in a tone that was hopefully not too demanding. Alyssa pressed her fingertips down harder into his skin. A soothing feeling washed over him.

"Good?" She asked, scratching his skin with her fingernails. Ty just nodded, feeling slightly dazed.

Alyssa smiled, lowering herself gracefully into his lap. Everything she did was with precision and grace. Alyssa was a dancer. It was one of her special interests. She had stopped taking lessons a long time ago though because she found it challenging to dance in a group.

She could never copy what everyone else was doing exactly on count when she was supposed to. She was always going off and improvising on her own. There was probably a metaphor in there somewhere.

Alyssa's weight against him was comforting. She was moving her hands up and down his back underneath his shirt while still applying pressure. Ty felt heat beginning to pool in the base of his stomach. He stared at her curiously, taking in her soft curves and her smooth golden skin.

"Can I touch you?" Ty asked, feeling his fingers twitch.

Alyssa moved her hands to his chest. "Sure." She said softly. "Just be careful. Remember pressure and all of that, and try to avoid my stomach area. For some reason it's really sensitive." Ty nodded, instantly reaching for her long wavy dark hair and twisting his fingers around it, pulling slightly. She laughed.

This drew Ty's attention to her mouth. Her lips were cracked and rough looking from Alyssa constantly biting them, but Ty still wanted to kiss her. He had never kissed anyone before. He needed to know what it felt like.

He moved his hands to her shoulders and then to her sides, pulling Alyssa even closer. "Can you teach me how to kiss?" He asked looking her in the eye briefly. She snorted.

"I don't think you'll like it very much," she murmered. "It's not really a good sensory experience. At least not for me. Allistic people seem to like it though."

Ty nodded. "Exactly that's my point," he said, using one hand to cradle the side of her neck. "I need to learn for other people later on." He absentmindedly pressed his thumb into one of the divots in her neck, just to fill the space. Alyssa sighed and dug her fingernails into his chest.

"Ok fine but you're gonna hate the tounge thing," she breathed. She leaned down very slowly and then carefully pressed her lips to Ty's, kissing him softly.

It was a weird sensation but not entirely unpleasant. Ty happily slid his hands back into her hair and began to fiddle with a few thick pieces. Alyssa moved her own hands up his chest to cradle her face, applying pressure with thumbs against his cheekbones.

Alyssa deepened the kiss and slid her tounge into his mouth. Instantly Ty winced and felt every cell in his body seize up. But he didn't stop. He was determined to figure this out. If he wanted to kiss someone who wasn't autistic in the future then he would need to. Ty relaxed his body and kissed her back forcefully, making out with Alyssa until the uncomfortable noise in his head was too much and he broke the kiss.

Ty shook his head and Ali laughed, stroking his hair. "I fucking told you so," she exclaimed. Ty shut his eyes and allowed his breathing to return to normal.

"Ok so that's something we can forget about for now, thank god. The beauty of this whole situation is that we dont have to follow any allistic script for this sort of thing." Ty opened his eyes. Alyssa was watching him carefully, still only centimeters away from his face.

"So is there anything you want to do?" She asked him. "Just tell me and I'll see if we can make it happen."

Ty saw no need to maintain any sort of filter. "Well there are a lot of things actually, but for some reason I really want to bite you," he said pointedly, glancing down at her neck. Alyssa burst out laughing, nearly falling over.

Ty glared at her. "I'm sorry," she gasped breathlessly. "I'm sorry it's just,-," she regained her composure, shaking her head. "I just love how we all used to be the weird kids who growled and hissed at people on the playground if they bothered us and now as adults we're just super kinky. Like it's kind of poetic in a way," she laughed.

Ty rolled his eyes. There was no need to ask what she meant by we. When Alyssa said we, it only referred to one thing.

"I'm sure it's not absolutely every autistic person," he protested. "Also we should move, on account of the fact that this is still a public setting." Alysza's eyes widened as if she had just remembered that.

"Oh right. Shit, as if these people needed any more reasons to hate me. Let's go!" She rolled off of Ty and stood in front if him, holding out her hand. "We can use my room." Ty stayed sitting, taking a moment to fully absorb it all.

He couldn't help but feel the weight of the Herondale pendent against his chest as a heavy reminder. He willed himself not to get distracted. Alyssa smiled at him slightly, almost as if she knew.

"Enough," she said softly.

Ty didn't know what to say to that. He wasn't even sure if their was anything he wanted say. Then finally he understood.

"Enough," he echoed back.

He took her outstretched hand and let her take him away.

@ti-bae-rius @eutony-in-whisper @dianasarrow @dianasarrow @stxr-thxif @talia-lightwood @doitforthecarstairs @thelandunderthehilll @zfoxdraws @waterlillies

[bisluthq]

Yo I just know all the swiftwyn antis are like 13 and never had a relationship. Cause there’s no way in hell you’d be ignorant enough to think a couple who has been dealing with weird and fake articles, headlines and tabloids for almost FIVE years will suddenly fall apart cause a bitch said one of ‘em is cheating lmfaoo it’s so funny to me.

As if the fucking GRAMMYs didn’t tweet about “haylor” lmao.

These rumors will arise every now and then now, cause people like drama lmao. I’m 100% sure that Taylor (and Joe) knew from the get go, as soon as he accepted the role, that these things would happen. To think they didn’t talk this through even before shooting started is being mad delusional... And chances are: mfs didn’t even see that tweet loll they are never on social media like.. 🤷🏻‍♀️ antis... y’all ain’t gettin anywhere with your takes

But you see a lot of Swifties - and it isn't just the 13 year old ones - seem to have a completely different attitude to him and to her. It's highkey bizarre. Like there are HUNDREDS of blogs dedicated to cataloging her various past relationships. I remember the day we found out about Lindsey R and were like headcannoning their vibe a bunch of people were like, "Um I don't understand why you're doing this, it's SO disrespectful to Taylor! Like why would you talk about his exes? They're not important!"

So to them it's perfectly reasonable to go into in-depth takes on Haylor, or to say Champagne Problems is about Tom, or Tolerate It is about Calvin (even tho it doesn't fit their dynamic at all but whatever). And Coney Island - a song Joe and Taylor LITERALLY WROTE TOGETHER - was about all her exes according to many mainstream Swifties. They literally matched line by line to her famous public men. And that didn't seem wacky or disrespectful to them. That was just fair enough, right? Like Taylor's life is their little dollhouse.

But the moment you treat Joe as his own person, complete with his own interests and quirks and weird tics and funny stories and yes ex-girlfriends, they freak out.

I would say this CWF is part of that trend. Like people can't process that... yes Joe has his own career. Joe has his own co-stars. Joe can exist outside the realm of Swiftdom, like he's his own person with his own life.

What I do kinda like about this, as I always say, is how it reverses traditional gender roles. There are SO MANY women reduced to "so and so's girlfriend/wife" and it's very fun to see a man whose sole purpose in the minds of many many man 'fans' is "boyfriend/husband" and if he does anything else they think he'll leave lmao.

[shelli-gator]

I was wondering if you had any general Ted headcannons. I'm not looking for anything specific, just more Ted stuff.

Sure! :D I have a few Ted headcanons! Let's get this bread!

- I hc that Ted's mom was a lovely and rather timid female, with a firmer military man husband. Ted's mom was naturally one of Julien and Maurice's care takers, so Ted sometimes got to see them and hang out with them when they were little.

-Despite his fathers disapproval, Ted's mom encouraged him in all his drama classes and theater performances. His father didn't see that as fitting for the son of a military man, but he was away from home too often to take much of a role in Ted's rather soft and gentle upbringing. He still craved his father's approval however, and after his father dies when he's still quite young Ted would later end up pursuing a military career himself, as if he might still be able to take some of that approval he never got by pursuing a career his father would have wanted for him. At the same time, he still acts, because that's really where his heart lies.

- He was always the most well liked boy in lemur school. Handsome and friendly, the ladies fawned over him, and most of the lads liked him well enough. He was the sort to eagerly help them with homework, and frequently brought treats to class.

-He always admired Julien, and often assisted him with homework and the like. It was by his insistence that everyone let Julien win at everything. Everyone likes Ted, so they listened to him. Whether it was out of admiration for Julien, or simply trying to amicable with the spoilt prince, I'm not sure. Probably a mix of both.

-In spite of Ted's efforts, his peers still voted him as prom king over Julien, regardless of what he told them to do. This was still painful for him however, because he knew he had to give it up to Julien no matter how much it hurt him.

-His main subjects were English, drama, art, and home ec (baking and the like). He also did biology and math, but he wasn't super great at those subjects.

- His best friend is Dorothy, and she took a lot of the same classes as him. Otherwise he would hang out with anyone really. He was on good terms with Willie, Horst and Pancho, and he often tried to hang out with and get closer to Julien and Maurice. He had a lot more success than Karl, though Julien would use his friendship to get his homework done, run errands for him, or otherwise dress him up/listen to his stories with little reciprocation on his part. Julien doesn't remember much of that up until the Prom episode, but after that he's sorry he took him for granted.

- Some of Ted's favorite colours are shades of cyan and magenta, two colors that look spectacular with sparkles. (Maybe that's why he liked the way Crimson looks? And why Horst painted him and Julien in cyan and magenta swimwear)

- Ted loves to wear women's clothing. He and Julien steal a bunch of goodies from one of the local resort gift shops, and Ted looks very fetching in a pink flower pattern sirong and white bikini/one piece swimsuit. He also loves sunhats, and they're great for keeping the summer sun at bay at their many beach parties.

- Ted is one of the kingdom's best dancers besides Julien, along with Willie. He knows many different types of dance styles, and he throws all of himself into his routines as a form of expression.

- He and Dorothy are big into crafts and the like. Dorothy makes their own soaps, conditioners and the like, and Ted l o v e s them. He helps her out with choosing ingredients, and they sell them/gift them to people. Thought most lemurs tend to prefer their own natural musk, Julien loves their conditioners to help keep his fur silky.

- With that said, Ted's prefered scent is Madagascar Vanilla.

-Ted's biggest fear is being unloved and alone. He's always been liked by everyone, but he longed for a male mate. But when Julien snubbed him before their prom, and took his crown for good measure, Ted was terrified of forever being alone.

-He then hooks up with Dorothy, his best friend, thinking this is how he'll have his perfect life and marriage, and it will make the pain and loneliness go away. It doesn't, and he keeps trying to fake it till he makes it.

-Ted is a romantic, and longs to have a secret admirer. He was enamored with the idea of Zora's secret lover, and very much wishes a man would write him letters or show his admiration/affection towards him. He loves the idea of being wooed, and would adore any attempts of such no matter how clumsy they may be.

-When pushed far enough, he's an excellent and often ruthless fighter, especially when he needs to protect his friends. Violence can sometimes leave him shaken though, especially if he gets seriously angry.

- After AHKJ, Ted starts working with Pancho as his Captain of the Ringtail Guard. They often play Good Cop/Bad Cop with perps, switching rolls on the fly to psyche out whoever is unfortunate enough to be interrogated by them. Though Pancho has a lot less tolerance for his fear tinkling than Clover did, and sometimes they can be at odds over some of Pancho's more wild/reckless schemes. Fortunately for him, Pancho is open to criticism and input, even as his superior.

-Ted has a rather broad range of music, and we already know he loves euro techno. Maybe he would like this genre of music, but I think about him the most to songs by Autoheart (they're an LGBTQ band too!). "Moscow', 'Anniversary' feel very Ted, and I use them for whatever ship he's in. They're bouncy and great for dancing, especially Anniversary.

"It's not hard, with you I have an alibi, you don't care the reason why I misapply. All I need is a fraction of your happy heart, all I need is you. And beauty's in the eye of the beholder, you have lips that permanently smolder! When in Moscow I just wanna fold you up and keep you warm."

"Now come here baby, come a little closer. You'll write words, and I can be composer. Let's get a dog, an Irish Red Setter, it's all we need to get better! It feels good to not be with a wannabe, I am free whenever you're in front of me. All I need is a fraction of your happy heart, all I need is you."

Edit: Just thought of another one! It seems like Ted is taller than most of the other lemurs when he's standing up straight. What if he makes himself shorter to be less intimidating to other leems, especially males as he wants to be the more submissive one of the two. And his smiling face and friendly demeanor makes him easily non-threatening.

That's a few of my headcanons for him. :D thanks for the Ted ask! I love this beautiful man!

[grey-eyed-menace]

So!

I'm coming straight outta left field with this one, but hey, some of the best things in life come from spontaneity!

Er... Maybe.

Anyway, here's my Pokèmon AU!

Featuring the Female Protagonists I played as, their names, general differences from canon, and personal headcannons I came up with during my first playthrough of each game!

...and how they fit into the wider world! Maybe. Kinda.

I'm only doing the main series females in this post, with potential a potential sequal in the form of the side game females!

I do know that the main series male's will have their own post though! Mostly because I legitimately cannot control myself, and it's already halfway done!

So, without a further ado...

Arden Forrest!

Childhood friend of Red Audra, and the maternal cousin of the one and only Blue Oak.

Chose Charmander as her starter, named the little guy Flare, and is extremely defensive of the nickname. She is/was ten! Sorry if her creativity wasn't up to par!

Ended up having to travel with Red because her mother absolutely refused to let her leave Pallet otherwise.

Simply stick with him out of convenience after Viridian Forest, mostly because at that point there really wasn't anything to gain in separating from him.

In this continuity she's the older sister of the Sun and Moon protagonists. More on that in Jericho's section.

At the end of her journey, her team consisted of Flare the Charizard, Lenz the Jolteon, King the Slowking, Knott the Vileplume, Skye the Pidgeot, and Blue the Raichu.

Raichu is a stuck up little shit, and pampered, the nickname was obvious. To her at least. Oddly enough, Blue the Raichu hates Blue the human.

The only reason Giovanni remembers her is because she straight up decked him across the jaw when he threatened to kill one of her Pokèmon.

Somehow ended up acquiring Silver as a travel companion for three weeks, Red was bemused. He was also incredibly confused when that feral eight year old showed back up three years later in the news.

Ended up hanging up her battling career shortly after she lost the championship to Lance, and handed over Flare to Red to battle on a more permanent basis.

She still trained the rest of her team, and still does, she just realized that despite her talent in the profession it just... Wasn't her calling. She wasn't as quite as in love with it as she was at the start of her journey.

Bounces around the world for a bit during the three or so years between the Blue/Red and the HeartGold/SoulSilver storylines, and after Lance wins the championship back from her. Trying to find herself.

She participates in the Galar league around the same time as Leon, Raihan, Sonia, and Nessa, mostly as a curiosity, and maybe as a way to try and reconnect with her battling roots, but jumps ship after Opal because fucking hell is their League a killer for self-confidence.

Her jersey number, for the record, was 069. She deeply regrets keeping the uniform years later.

She also finishes the Unova circuit, but doesn't challenge the Elite Four or the Champion, and she tries to do something in the Ferrum Region for a bit before packing up and returning home.

Perpetually pissed off that no one can remember her fucking name.

And no, it isn't about the Championship thing, she was fine with that, really, it's just that the moment she introduces herself ahead of Blue or Red people tend to either treat her like a commodity, or like she doesn't exist.

Made it through the Elite Four and beat Blue before Red.

So yes, she is the official record holder for the shortest Championship. Which, if you're wondering, is exactly thirteen hours, seven minutes, and thirty-three seconds.

She and Blue played Go-Fish for two hours while Red finished up with Bruno.

The ensuing eleven hour battle with Red both traumatized and bored Blue in equal measures.

Blue had the title for a week. Red bolted to Unova shortly after winning and declined the position, turning it back over to her. She proceeded to hold it for another six months before a match with Lance turned it back over.

Actually ends up as one of Professor Oak's lab assistants once she ends back up in Pallet, and... Eventually finds her calling in research.

She throws herself into her education with everything she has. And... Never really loses that passion and drive.

Has to be physically dragged to Passio during the Master's tournament/festival. Dragged. And no, that's not an exaggeration, Blue physically throws her over his shoulder, books their shared flight, and well, he basically kidnaps her.

If it makes you feel any better, he pretty much did the same thing with Red, only it was a private flight that was prearranged.

It makes her feel better, anyway.

She spends the entire tournament/festival in borrowed clothes.

She takes solace in mock-poker matches with Red, Grimsely, Lina, and, oddly enough, Cynthia and Steven Stone.

She does eventually end up becoming a professor in her own right, with a focus on Abilities and how they affect a Pokèmon's mental and physical growth, and also ends up with an engineering degree as well.

In her late thirties I see her taking over Professor Hasting's job for the Ranger association. Mostly because, in my head-cannon at least, Regional Professor status isn't all that it's cracked up to be, and at that point in her life the only reason she would even take over for Oak in any capacity is out of sentimental value for the Pallet Labs.

That, and it's a cushy job, plus she gets to see small children scramble around for over jumped flying tops. So really, it's a win-win.

Teases Jericho relentlessly over her relationship with Gladion.

Not that her romantic life is much better. Someone idly points out that Red is romantically pursuing her when they're nineteen and she proceeds to have a minor breakdown.

Or, you know, she just remains forever oblivious, and Red remains extremely passive in his pining.

Completely blind-sided by Blue's wedding, and honestly doesn't know what to think of his wife, but plays the role of doting aunt pretty well once they have their first kid.

Shows up in the White 2 storyline in a rental tournament, wrecks Rei's shit, comes back a day later during a Team Switch Tournament, and proceeds to destroy the battlefield.

Then, once Rei is the Unovian Champion, she comes for an actual vacation, and actively, and willingly, participates in the Cross-Region Tournament, makes it to the finals, wrecks Rei's shit again, and then destroys the Stadium when she goes up against Red in the semi-finals... Yeah, I'm not sure what storyline to put to the whole rage vent thing, but it's there. It exists. And Red pays for it.

I'm thinking Blue just gets in over his head a week or so before the tournament, and she quietly simmers all the while.

I think if I were to make a fic about her journey/life, I'd call it 'The Trials And Tribulations Of A Run Of The Mill Pokèmon Trainer'. Because... Ya know, against Blue and Red, she's actually a pretty average trainer.

Compared to Red, who'll have participated in over thirty league circuits in his lifetime, (and plowed straight through the champion in a pretty good chunk of them), Arden has only actively participated in maybe five, mantled a single Championship, and completed two other circuits, with the last three or so having her jump ship due to pressure, having to put it aside for prior commitments, or a simple lack of interest, (the incredibly vague Greece based region I have an idea for is incredibly interesting history wise, in universe, it's Gym and tournament circuit on the other hand... Lacks pretty much anything to make it even remotely interesting).

Red will be a living legend once all is said and done at the end of his career. While Arden has a single legal achievement to her name, the famed recognition of being one of three people to take down the Pokèmon equivalent to the Mafia, and a pretty average badge count for a career trainer.

Also, Lina loses to Red on Mount Silver. She knows, she was drafted as the referee because when she came to drop of Red's food for the week. She's pretty much payed off to say otherwise though.

And she doesn't know why.

She's convinced it's a conspiracy.

Fades into relative obscurity around the time of the Sun & Moon storyline, but her damn if her tiny fan club isn't dedicated.

Doesn't show up in Alola for the battle tree because Blue couldn't find her for three solid months.

No one knows what the fuck she was doing.

...she may or may not have been the Gates To Infinity protagonist.

There's a tiny aside to a Snivy named Leaf in article concerning Overgrow and how it affects the Snivy population at large though.

And that's Arden Forrest, a bit clunky, but hey, they're randomly ordered facts, not a character sheet. Next up is the Crystal heroine!

Marie Smith!

Traveled through Johto about three or so years before Arden, Red, and Blue began running around Kanto.

Older than her sister, Lina, by seven years.

I actually don't have all that much on her because I got to the third Gym on Crystal before my brother destroyed the Device I was using to play the game on.

What I do know, from this information, though, is that she disappeared around said time.

No build up, no cries for help, nothing. Just up and gone. She just cut contact with her family, things happened, and she's absolutely infamous for nearly killing three thousand people. Somehow, she's officially recognized as someone who completed the Johto Circuit though.

She got recruited by Cypher.

Again. Shit happened.

Oak blames himself for an incident in the Kiro Region, (Egyptian Region), pertaining to her.

Lina's entire journey is an event and a half because of her.

If I were to make these little things into a fic series, she'd get... Like a seven chapter mini-fic told from seven different people's perspectives throughout her journey.

Those people, in order, would be... Her mother, Whitney, Naoko of the Kimono Girls, Giovanni, Clair, and Oak.

With an extra chapter detailing her death during the Kalos invasion.

She shows back up in the Kalos storyline in this and traumatizes the ever loving fuck out of Serafina.

She chose a Chikorita. Who she loves dearly, even when she's pretty much gone off the deep end, and then some.

Lina Smith, local trouble maker, owner of a perpetually terrified Feraligator, and the best friend of the very weird Ethan Aurum, and the only person who seems to be on Silver's good side. Vaguely.

Oh so vaguely.

Youngest out of three children, her older brother, Gregory, is an incredibly average guy who's extremely confused as to what the fuck happens on her journey, and never NOT worried about her.

Parents died in a car accident some two years before the start of the storyline, is cared for by Gregory at this point in time

Don't ask why Greg is a thing. He just is.

Like Arden before her, Lina takes a very proactive approach to dealing with Silver during the Radio Tower Incident. Which involves decking him in the jaw.

Surprisingly, this is the part where there relationship improves.

Chooses a Totodile and names him Reyne, and is fiercely protective of him. The little guy could put a Sobble to shame... This also means Silver ends up with the incredibly overly energetic and affectionate Chikorita, all for my personal amusement, (said Chikorita is named Lyra, and no, he does not spoil her, shut your mouth Aurum!).

Her entire story isn't so much focused on her gym challenge or the reappearance of Team Rocket, as it is finding out what the fuck happened to her sister.

Ethan starts tagging along after Goldenrod, and starts to reveal he knows a lot more than he's willing to admit about the situation.

Gets caught up in a lot of nasty things, and nearly ends up dismantling an operation to kill Red, Lance, and Cynthia.

(Where are our favorite colored duo, and supporting tree, during all this you may ask? Why, still recovering from trauma of course! Like reasonable, sane, run-of-the-mill people. More specifically, Blue's officially taking over Viridian gym before the start of the Kanto gym circuit season, Red's fucking around in Hoenn for a good bit before coming to Mt. Silver just two months before Lina gets there, and Arden's in that vague Greece based region getting therapy.)

Her journey is just a really long incident report, and Looker has half a mind to slap her at the end of it.

A good portion of it is Ethan's fault though. Ethan, by the way, nails the looking right through you stare.

And a girl named Sarah Morgendy comes up a lot, although it turns out she's just a kid trying to protect her adopted brother from the shit shoe she got them involved in illegally.

The only two problems with that is she's about eleven and emotionally compromised.

Gets recruited by Interpol after everything is said in done.

Gets the code name Agent Lenz.

Demands therapy for herself, Ethan, and Silver. She gets it.

While she's training as an agent, Ethan and his mother move to Unova so that he can attend an Academy meant 'rising stars', and Silver becomes Elm's apprentice.

...somehow ends up married to Blue years down the line. They have two kids between them. Maria and Reginald

[judeloski]

💀  * [ ella purnell + demi female + she/her ] —— have you met judith ‘jude’ loski? they are a twenty-one year old junior currently studying fine arts. they live on farrow house, and word around campus is that this capricorn is creative + magnetic, as well as contradictory + morbid. i wonder if they’ll make it out alive. a skull pattern stained onto fine china, flowers plucked too soon, red wine staining the seam of your lips.  [ ooc: pepper. twenty four. she/her & est. ]

ABOUT THE MUN.  hey baby, hey baby, hey baby, hey baby, here’s twenty dollars!

hello it is pepper again with my second muse because i have no self control. depending on whether or not i can handle this amount of muses i might drop one but for now i am hype!! i have had jude living rent free in my head for like ??? a year at least, and this is the first time i’ve gotten to play her so i’m living large! the entire inspiration behind her is inspired by my creative writing teacher in uni so this is a shout out to you jen i love you!! okay that is all. 

BIO.  kidnapping tw, death tw, child neglect tw. holiday candles that smell just like your years as a feral child in the forest!

i was gonna write a nice sexy bio but honestly my brain is offline rn so i don’t think that’s gonna happen, instead, welcome to these sexy bullet points. 

judith evianna loski was born approximately two minutes prior to her twin sister juliette elenora loski during a frightful blizzard in londan, england. while judith popped out of her mother kicking and screaming bloody murder from day one, moment one, juliette was a docile baby. she was so sweet and quiet that the doctor’s had to check her breathing more than once. while, of course jude made her presence, and her posession of a working set of lungs and killer set of vocal chords, known to everyone within a ten kilometre radius. let’s just say the loskis knew the difference between their daughters instantly. 

which was fine. jude and julie liked being different anyways. where jude was colour coded green, julie was colour coded blue. while julie was always thrilled at the prospect of a new dress or doll, jude was known for covering such gifts in mud or paint until they were utterly recognizable or suitably ruined. where julie was sweet, and quiet, and shy, jude could fill a room with just her presence, could make a friend in a sea of strangers. the fact was, jude always had what julie lacked, and for the most part vice versa. they fit together like two puzzle pieces, and they complimented each other perfectly. and despite their differences, both their parents adored them unconditionally, and equally for the first six years of their lives. 

which of course meant the girls were spoiled rotten. how could they not be? damon loski was an english gentleman coming from very old, very lucrative oil money. he ran his business like a hobby and yet the loskis still had more than enough money to buy an island or two, especially considering annette’s status. annette loski was a french photographer, and a talented one at that. her work was desperately sought after and world renowned for it’s beauty, and so in her own right, annette was more than well off. and thus, the twins were more than well off, and even if they couldn’t quite understand the concept of that yet, they definitely understood that they could have whatever they wanted just by asking for it. they understood that wherever they went they were to be accompanied by a nice man or woman who was supposed to keep them safe. and they understood that because of mummy and daddy’s jobs they weren’t allowed to play like the other kids did. but as young as jude and julie were they never truly understood why.

that was until three weeks after the girl’s sixth birthday. jude remembers the whole thing like it was yesterday. it was snowing that day and it was that thick puffy snow that made everything seem quiet, the kind that made it hard to see too far ahead on the path you were trekking. the loski twins had taken advantage of the weather to slip between the fingers of their caretaker for the first time and go to the local park. their escape with thrilling, a game of espionage turned reality and the two girls basked in their victory as they made snow angels and twirled and twirled in the snow. that was the day jude had set out to swing higher than she ever had before and demanded that julie watch. and her sweet sister, as submissive as she was, had never quite learned how to say no to jude. so while jude swung and swung and swung, julie stood and watched her from across the park by herself, eyes wide and innocent as she warmed up her numb fingers with her breath. until she wasn’t. alone that is. jude remembers spotting the woman approaching julie. she remember seeing them talking. she remembers the warm clouds her own breath made, almost in sync with the breaths huffing past her sisters lips, foggy up the air before her eyes and obscuring her view. she remembers julie taking the woman’s hand. she remembers the two of them moving to leave the park. and she will never forget that heart stopping moment of quiet, of confusion and fear as her swing slowly came to a stop. she remembers losing julie in the blur of the snow that day.

eventually the police found jude huddled under a tree a block away, still calling her sister’s name into that eerily quiet snow storm, blue lipped and half frozen to death as she shook like a leaf. jude came out of that experience with phemonia. julie didn’t come out of that experience at all. 

well, in all honesty there was no way for the loski’s to know that. after all, they never saw julie again. for all jude knew, her sister could be alive and well, living a new happy life where she had no memory of having a sister. where she had a family that was whole for no reason other than she doesn’t remember it falling apart, and where she loved and was loved in return. it was always so easy to love julie. so honestly, it was entirely possible. 

jude would like to believe that was true. even if in that scenario it would undoubtedly mean that jude got the short end of the stick. 

you see, after julie’s kidnapping anette and damon’s marriage fell to pieces over the years. the trauma of losing a child can do that to you, you know. during that time, as her parents bond splintered apart at the seams, jude remembers hearing her grandmother tell her mother to keep it together for jude. to stick out out for the child she had left. 

her mother left them both in the middle of the night without warning less than a week later. so, jude supposes she wasn’t quite enough to hold things together. 

jude might have been comforted by the fact that she still had her father if he could even look her in the eye. the fact was, jude looked exactly like julie and julie and jude were always both told they were dead ringers for their mother. jude was a physical reminder of literally everything her father had lost, and he didn’t take that quite well. suddenly damon’s hobby of a job became his life. anything to not be home with his ghost of a daughter. 

now the doom and gloom of all this might make it seem like jude took all this trauma and just got really down in the dumps about it. that would be incorrect. jude took that trauma, buried it very deep and only ever used it to fuel her art but otherwise completely ignored it altogether. there’s a difference. one option requires years of therapy and the other can be dealt with pretty easily with years of denial, even if you’re forced to go to therapy anyways because your twin sister was kidnapped in front of you and that kind of thing generally gets you a ticket to therapy for life. very different. 

jude isn’t sure if it was that trauma, her parents name, the fact that the news of her sister’s kidnapping was pretty spread all over europe for about a month, or even unlikely enough her talent that launched her art career, but something did. maybe it was a combination of everything. but either way, jude loski was able to find herself with her own small art gallery opening at the tender age of thirteen. and her success in the art world only grew from their, her art galleries and portfolio growing and growing until the point that jude was able to find herself with a place at holloway. and considering there wasn’t much left for her in england anyways, considering her father barely spoke to her and her mother was gone like the wind, jude decided to go. 

and that’s all i got for now, and also i’m tired but if you want to plot give this a like and i will slide into your dms.

HEADCANNONS.  *aggressively makes tea*

here is her pinterest board. 

do not call her judy,  

hates her birthday and hates snow storms understandably. is a big fan of rain though. particularly enjoys thunder storms. 

is allergic to bees but is super chill about it. had an allergic reaction when she was fourteen that her dad was too busy on a business call to notice was happening. the nanny ended up being the one to stab her with the epipen. 

has pretty bad nightmares and night terrors sometimes and hence generally likes to sleep when the sun is out if she sleeps at all. because of that she tends to seem pretty nocturnal. you can probably catch her at the library in the middle of the night. 

loves weird little knicknacks. like voodoo dolls and like shrunken heads or like other weird stuff you find in the corners of antique shops and stuff. her side of her dorm is probably full of them so rip to her roommate. 

really loves skulls and other modern kind of contradictory things on fine china. learnt to make the designs herself cause there isn’t nearly enough of them, but she just does it for herself as a hobby like she doesn’t sell them or anything. 

learnt to weld on a whim. catch jude in her dorm welding things to make sculptures out of metal. 

bisexual as hell theydies. 

spent a lot of her teenage years with her godmother but i’m too tired to get into that rn i might add to this later

loves poetry and novels, but likes the flowery shit yk, the stuff that makes you feel something. 

is a good student for the most part but is horrible in math and science. sits in on english and classics courses for fun though. 

is v english and therefore very particular about her tea. 

i do headcannon that julie is fine and okay and just living that finding carter life so if anyone was wondering yeah she’s out there somewhere and alive with a new kidnapper mom yk 

a bit witchy. the kind who washes her door in rosemary and sunwater because she believes in that kind of thing and doesn’t understand why people don’t. that said, she doesn’t believe in god even a little bit but she goes to church every sunday anyways just to admire the stained glass and ask very specific questions to spark debate. she also just genuinely likes the vibe of jesus. not god, but jesus, she’s cool with. 

unfortunately is a dirty smoker. smokes nicotine and weed. probably vapes. 

the type to quote poetry when she’s drunk or high. can be very annoying because she always thinks that she’s like transcended into another world. 

i have a feeling in my heart that she’s really bizarre and she was really bizarre as a child after losing julie. big lilo from lilo and stitch vibes yk. just weird and sentimental and lonely. 

has a pet rabbit named julius. 

doesn’t tend to talk about her dead missing sister so unless you think your muse would know about it she probably wouldn’t tell them i’m ngl 

as for personality i have no clue!!! this is my first time playing her so i’m gonna figure it out yk

WANTED CONNECTIONS. I kinda need a hug but I’d rather DIE than let anyone know I am a human being that desperately craves intimacy

CHILDHOOD FRIEND. please. they can be from anywhere okay i will make it work i live for childhood friend connections. 

ENEMIES. i mean why not 

BEST FRIENDS. again, pls.

CONFIDANTES. someone she trusts, we love to see it 

EXES. i have a feeling that jude is one of those ‘i’m gonna leave before you leave me’ kind of people, so she definitely could have self sabotaged this kind of thing

MUSE. self explanatory but consider this: please. 

CRUSH. jude has a crush on your muse or vice versa

FAMILY FRIEND. self explanatory, but it could be wild that’s all i’m saying. 

and other stuff ofc, but my brain is so tired y’all i have to knock out

[z-iridest]

(A/N: Okay, guys, I hope you enjoy a little Denki Kaminari fluff ^.^ A big thank you to @lxvely-mha for helping me with the idea, if you haven't checked out their blog, YOU HAVE NOT LIVED! Lxvly, this is for you, and I hope you don't mind if I drew from your headcannons for Denki Kaminari as a boyfriend)

Hungry Eyes: A Denki Kaminari x Shy & Clumsy Female! Reader One Shot

It all started with a dance....

As the daughter of a pro hero, I had to be ready for anything. A villain attack, random people wanting an autograph from my Dad, and my Dad's infamous loud as hell outbursts to name a few. Considering that the Pro Hero I'm talking about is Present Mic, it's actually kind of ironic that his daughter is a silent, shy klutz that has a similar quirk to his. Mine is literally a sonic scream.....

My clumsiness is going to be my death one day. It's why I've never danced at any school dances, preferring to be either sitting on the sidelines, or next to the DJ booth (sometimes in it if my Dad was the DJ). I'd already embarrassed myself several times tripping over anything and everything, no reason to do it with an audience. To be fair, my Dad did try teaching me how to dance..... Hours of sore feet on my Dad's end later and me falling on my rear way too many times, we were both ready to call it quits. Speaking of my Dad....

There's only a handful of people I've ever talked outloud to: My Dad, My Mom, and my Uncle: Shota Aizawa (yeah, Aizawa is my godfather, get over it). Everyone else, I talk to using JSL or writing down what I want to say. I only talk to people I'm not comfortable around when it's an absolute necessity. Why? Allow me to take you back a few months ago....

See, when I first started at U.A., I started dating this guy... You actually know him. Remember Monoma from Class 1-B? Yeah....

Well, everything was going great with him... Until I caught him making out with a different girl. He had the audacity to tell me it was my own fault for not measuring up to his "perfect standards" and told me I'd never be good enough to live up to my Dad's rep as a Pro Hero, that I was a waste of space. I kinda just shut down after that, refusing to talk to my Dad or Uncle Shota for a while, especially since Monoma spread a rumor around school that I was quirkless. That got me bullied a bit until Dad got wind of it.....

Boy, was he mad....

But don't worry! Everything's fine now. The rumors died down about a month ago, though I think that was mainly due to me joining the BakuSquad.... For those who don't know, the BakuSquad is a group of a bunch of loveable goofballs and their explosive pomeranian of a leader: Katsuki Bakugo. Mina was the one who brought me into the group, and thank god, they never pushed me to talk. I mainly just listened to their antics and tried to hold back fits of laughter. It almost felt normal...

Almost....

Since we broke up, Monoma has a bad habit of cornering me at my locker after school to try to get me to go back to dating him. I always tell him no, and he pushes me around until either Kirishima, Bakugo, Sero or Kaminari come looking for me. I think deep down, he's scared half to hell of Kaminari, because the one time Monoma didn't stop when Kaminari told him to... Oh boy, Pikachu Boy went all out on Monoma, shocking him until he made a run for it. It was actually really funny to watch, I won't lie.....

Back to what I was saying: As the kid of a pro hero, you have to be ready for anything. But, that's where fate'll get you good...

When you least expect it, fate can just (excuse my french) bitch slap you out of nowhere. For example.....

"You did what?!" The only reason I was talking to Mina and Jiro at that second was out of shock. We were in my dorm room, so there was no one around to hear me talk anyways outside of Mina and Jirou.

"Mina decided to nominate you and Kaminari for the couple to do the first dance at the Mid-Summer Dance this year for the first years, and you guys won the school's vote." Jirou told me. I let out a humiliated whine and plopped facedown onto my pillow. The Mid Summer Dance was a school wide dance party to have fun in the final days of summer. One couple from each year did the first, second and third slow dances, the first years being the ones to kick off the actual dance. I felt a hand on my back.

"Aww, come on, Y/N, it's not that bad." Mina's voice told me. I sat up faster than Iida can run, and looked at her with a look that told her I thought she was crazy.

"Are you forgetting who you're talking to? The resident klutz of U.A. High, that's who! I'm gonna die, that's it! Game over, no pro hero career for me! Y/N Yamada, dead at 16! Cause of death: Embarrassing tumble in front of the whole school! I'll be lucky if the dress I wear that night doesn't rip or something on the way there." I burried my face in my pillow again. "Besides, I don't know how to dance. I've always avoided the dancefloor at parties or anything like that."

"Why don't you just ask Kaminari to teach you how to dance?" Jirou asked.

"I've never talked in front of him, remember? And I can't ask him, it'd be too embarrassing." I reminded Jirou.

"Fine, if you won't ask Kaminari to teach you how to dance, I'll ask him for you." Mina's words pierced me with more horror than any thriller movie. Believe me, that's saying something because I hate horror movies.

"No, no, no, no, no!" I shouted, jumping up, but Mina was already out of my room, calling for Kaminari. I raced out of my room after her, but by the time I caught up, she was already telling Kaminari. Crap....The second Kaminari locked eyes with me, I bolted back into my room and hid in the closet. Damn it, Mina! I felt heat rise to my face. Great, now I'm blushing.... Just a few minutes later, I heard footsteps. They stopped before I heard voices.

"Jirou, have you seen Y/N?" Kaminari's voice.

"She's hiding in there." Traitor. I heard footsteps walk away. Okay, maybe Kaminari walked away. Maybe he...

"Y/N?" Damn it, he didn't walk away. "Why didn't you tell me you couldn't dance?" I slowly came out of the closet and signed my answer in JSL.

I thought it was obvious. I'm the resident klutz of U.A., so....

"You're scared of falling in front of everyone? You always seem so fearless." Kaminari told me, sitting on my bed. I gave him a You've gotta be kidding me look as I sat down next to him. "I'm serious!"

Looks can be deceiving. I'm scared of everything. I put on a facade during training to make it look like I'm not scared when I actually am.

"You're still such a badass... Anyway, back to the dance. What were you gonna do when the night of the dance came and you still didn't know how to dance?" Kaminari asked me. I shrugged.

I would have figured out something.

"Like what, bailing on the dance all together?" Kaminari asked, raising an eyebrow. I opened my mouth, but quickly closed it. That had been the last resort. "That's what I thought." He stood up and offered his hand to me. "Come on, the dance is a couple weeks away, but we'd better start now if you're gonna be ready." With no other choice, I placed my hand in Kaminari's, a sudden spark flowing from me to him.

And it wasn't from his quirk.

I didn't have time to ponder what the spark even was, because Kaminari pulled me up off my bed and started pulling me to the gym where the dance would be held. I had just enough time to notice how perfectly my hand seemed to fit in his. What's wrong with me?

It was then that the real work began. While keeping up with studying and homework from all my classes (which I had to help Kaminari with most of), and planning the dance with the Dance Committee, I was taking dance lessons with Kaminari. Surprisingly, no matter how much I stepped on his toes, he stayed patient and helped me through it. Everytime I tripped and started falling, he caught me easily. "Now that the worst's happened, you don't have to be scared. I've got you." Kaminari had told me with a wink the first time I had tripped and he had caught me. I have no idea why, but I started blushing like an idiot around him, and kept tripping outside of our dance lessons, worse than my normal clumsiness. If this is what having a crush was, I was falling hard for the human Pikachu.... Literally.

Before I knew it, it was the day before the dance. Kaminari and I danced alone in the gym, and much to my own surprise, I didn't trip. Not once. Kaminari was grinning wider than a Cheshire cat when we finally finished.

"Yes! I knew you could do it, that was awesome!" Kaminari exclaimed with the biggest smile on his face as he pumped both fists in the air. I covered my mouth to keep a laugh in, but it slipped out in a giggle. When I looked up, Denki was looking at me with the most adorable look ever. His head was tilted to one side slightly, and his eyes held this just... Adoring look. "Y'know... Your laugh is adorable." I felt the heat rise to my face as I looked away from him. "I mean it." He made me look at him, giving me a sweet smile. He was so close, one single move from either of us, and we'd be kissing. He cleared his throat after a good long minute, giving me a sheepish smile. "Want to run through it one more time?" He asked me. I nodded and we danced again. I couldn't stop the smile on my face as I danced, feeling happy for the first time in a long time. I noticed that the more I smiled, the more Denki smiled. As we finished the routine perfectly for the second time that day, I felt Denki interlace his fingers with mine, the look on his face serious. He raised one hand, gently cupping the side of my face. My heart started pounding fiercely against my chest. What was going to happen next? "Y/N.... I want to ask you something...." He told me, his eyes and his voice soft. Just as he opened his mouth to continue, my phone rang. I groaned.

"Sorry, I gotta take this." I shrugged before answering my phone.

"Y/N, where are you? We have to do the final preparations for the party!" Mina's voice shrilled at the other end. Iida must have been right there, otherwise she wouldn't have called me about something like this.

"Do I really have to be there?" I asked.

"No, I just need you to answer a couple things over the phone." Mina told me.

"Go for it." I told her, giving Kaminari an apologetic look. He gave me a thumbs up as if silently telling me it was fine. I leaned against the wall behind me as I listened to Mina's questions, answering each one. Everytime I talked, I noticed Denki having that same adoring look on his face. Just as I shifted against the wall a bit, I saw Kaminari start to walk over to me.

"Y/N?" Kaminari called my name, and I noticed he had a determined look on his face."I was wondering... Do you want to go to the dance with me?" I put the phone down for a second, feeling a little confused.

"Yeah, I mean, the BakuSquad's all going together, right? I think Bakugo has us leaving the dorms around 7 or something..." I told him. I heard Mina call my name and put the phone back to my ear. Jeeze, how many more questions did this girl have?

"No, I mean, with me." Denki told me. What was he getting at?

"Yeah, I can swing by your dorm around 6:30." I told him. He did mean arrive there as a group with the squad.... Didn't he? Mina asked me another question before I could think about what he meant. "Yeah, when you're facing the stage it has to go on the left... Right." I shook my head as Mina sounded confused. "No, the left, not the right." I heard Denki mumble something under his breath, something along the lines of,

"Oh man, this is gonna be hard." I suddenly felt his hand on mine as he placed his other arm on the wall next to me. Is he... Doing the kabedon on me? I felt my cheeks turn bright red, as he was really, really close to me now. I was forced to look into his gold eyes, which held a very serious look. "Y/N..." He moved my phone fully from my ear, keeping my closed hand in his. I swear, Mina was intently listening in, because I could hear her suddenly go silent on the other line. "Would you.... Be my date for the Mid-Summer Dance?" A smile crept onto my face, which caused him to chuckle a bit. "And... If you don't absolutely hate me by the end of it... Would you... consider... Maybe, being more than friends?" I smiled up at him brighter. I was getting asked out by my crush! "Maybe?"

"Like... Boyfriend and girlfriend where we can... Hold hands instead of just fist bumping and slugging each other all the time, and... We can text, and I can tell you how great you are, because, Kaminari, you really are great, and I'm the luckiest girl in the world, you're so sweet and adorable, and..." I suddenly felt something warm and soft against my lips, effectively cutting me off. Despite the dark blush on my face, I melted into Denki's kiss. When we finally pulled away, he grinned down at me.

"First of all, you call me Denki. And second, if anyone's the lucky one, it's me, sweetheart." I closed my eyes and blushed darker, if it was humanly possible, as he softly kissed my forehead. I giggled and hugged him, feeling him hug me back. "Well then, milady, until tomorrow night." He grinned goofily as he held my hand in his, bowing and pressing a soft kiss to the back of my hand. With a wink and the most adorable smile, he was gone.

When I got back to the dorms, I was greeted by all the girls, each one having the stupidest smile on their faces as they all sat in the common room. I blushed under their stares and said only two words, knowing Mina had heard what had happened after dance practice and had told all the girls. "Shut up." I told them, causing all of them to burst into a giggle fit.

Right after school the next day, the girls of 1-A practically dragged me to my room to get me ready for the dance. Mina, Momo and Ochaco teamed up on picking the dress while Toru and Jirou teamed up on curing my hair. Once my hair was finished being curled and fully hair sprayed, Toru pinned one side of my hair out of my face with bobby pins before Mina, Asui and Ochaco carefully helped me into the dress they chose: an adorable white, off the shoulder sundress that fell to my knees in length. While Ochaco grabbed a pair of white heels for me to wear, Mina did my makeup for me. I put my heels on myself once Mina was done and grabbed my purse, blushing when I saw that all the girls were admiring their work. "Twirl, Y/N! Twirl for us!" Toru cheered at me. I blushed and twirled. The dress spun before falling back into place, the girls awwing before I spoke up, looking at the time.

"Uh, guys? It's 6:45." My words forced them into action, a unanimous:

"Oh, crap!" Leaving each of the girls as they scampered off to go get ready, realizing they had very little time left to ready themselves because of fawning over every little detail when it came to me. I giggled and looked at my reflection. I didn't look completely like myself, but for the first time in a long time... I felt... Beautiful.

At 7, I left the comfortable confines of my room to join everyone else in the common room. I felt my face turn dark red as the chatter from the boys suddenly stopped, all attention on me.

"Damn, Yamada, you look great." Kirishima spoke up first, a grin on his face.

"Great? Try goregous!" Sero spoke up. All the boys except for Bakugo, Midoriya, Todoroki and Kamin... I mean Denki, started arguing about what word was best to describe me. I snuck a look at Denki. That teasing bastard was wearing black dress pants with really nice black shoes and a tucked in, white button up shirt with the top two buttons undone. He just had to dress like that for tonight... I exchanged glances with Denki, and I swear, there was a shit-eating grin on Kaminari's face as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Man, if I'd known you'd get all cleaned up this good for me, I would have asked you out weeks ago." Denki told me as he looked down at me.

"Blame the girls, they wouldn't let me out of my room until I accepted their wish to do a full on makeover." I blushed darker. "You cleaned up really nice too, by the way." He grinned down at me before pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"Only for my baby... Besides, girls should know you didn't need to put on makeup and style your hair just to impress me, princess. You're beautiful to me no matter what you look like." He whispered in my ear before softly kissing the tip of my nose. I hid my dark red face in his chest as Kaminari spoke up over the guys, cutting off their arguement. "It's all very flattering, but the best word to describe her is simple: Angelic." I could practically feel the cheesy smile he was shooting at me in that second. I looked up at him and opened my mouth to respond, but the girls had joined us just then.

When we got there, Dad was blasting music left and right, doing his DJ thing as always. I laughed a bit as I saw him living up. I had to admit, the decoration committee did an awesome job at turning the big old gym into a dancefloor. I felt Kaminari kiss my cheek and I turned toward him. "Go ahead and say hi to your Dad, I'll grab us some punch." He told me. I smiled and nodded before pulling him down into a quick kiss... Which he turned into 3 sweet little pecks. I giggled and he winked before leaving my side. As I made my way toward the DJ booth, Jirou caught me.

"Y'know, we all knew he had a crush on you. As soon as you guys started doing dance lessons, he suddenly stopped flirting with all the girls and started keeping Mineta in line." She told me.

"Seriously?" I asked. She nodded.

"Yeah, Mina and I knew it was a matter of time before he asked you out. We just weren't expecting it to happen yesterday." She told me. I smiled. "I really am happy for you guys. You especially look extremely happy."

"I haven't smiled like this in a long time, Jirou." I told her honestly. She smiled and we exchanged a hug before I continued walking toward my Dad. He grinned when he saw me and exited the DJ booth for a second to give me a hug.

"You look beautiful, baby bird." Dad told me, tucking a stray curl behind my ear. I smiled up at him.

"Thanks, Dad." I told him.

"You nervous for the dance?"

"A little. But, I've been practicing for the past two weeks, so I think I'll be okay."

"Who is your partner anyway? Everytime I was about to find out, I got pulled away."

"You'll see, Dad." I winked at him before leaving to rejoin Denki. Instead, I ran into the only person who could ruin the night for me.....

"Wow, Y/N, you never dressed like this for me." Monoma crooned at me.

"I never felt comfortable until now, please excuse me." I said as I started to walk away. My heart came to a slamming hault in my chest as Monoma grabbed my wrist, stopping me from going anywhere. "M-Monoma, let me go!" I told him, feeling a panic attack coming on. My anxiety was shooting through the roof....

"You're not going anywhere with him." Monoma hissed at me. "You're mine."

"Not anymore." I yanked my wrist out of his grip, gingerly holding it. "Denki cares about me way more than you ever could care. You don't care about anyone but yourself, and I'd take back dating you if I could." I told him, trying to calm myself down. He growled, roughly grabbing my arm and pushing me into a corner. My breathing got so short, I couldn't breathe.

"Wrong move." He snarled at me. Right before he could touch me, he yelped, a spark of electricity zapping through him. Behind him was Denki, his quirk crackling in his right hand, and boy did he looked pissed.

"Denki." A breath of relief left me as I scampered behind him, feeling his right hand hold mine as Monoma growled angrily, getting back up.

"Nobody puts my baby in a corner." Denki snarled, aiming a bolt of his quirk at the ground near Monoma's feet. That blue eyed, selfish blond screamed like a girl and ran for it, his classmates laughing at him while Kendo scolded him. As soon as Monoma was gone, Denki deactivated his quirk, turned around and wrapped his arms around me protectively. "You okay, babe?" He asked. I nodded.

"I am now." I told him before kissing his cheek. "Thanks for saving me." He grinned down at me and winked just as my Dad announced that it was time to dance. He let go of me and offered his arm.

"Shall we, milady?" He asked. I giggled and took his arm.

"Do you even have to ask?" I questioned in counter. He chuckled before leading me to the dancefloor. Once of the floor, we took our starting positions before the beat of the song started. (A/N: Start listening to Hungry Eyes by Eric Carmen for this part ^.^).

As soon as the beat started, we started to move, our eyes never leaving each other. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see all of Class 1-A gathered around us, watching us as we danced. "Everyone's watching us." I whispered to him.

"They don't matter right now. It's just you and me right now, baby." He whispered back with a grin. I giggled as I had fun, dancing with him. I knew, without a doubt, that my Dad was watching us, and I mentally cringed. Denki wasn't exactly popular with the teachers in a good way..... My thoughts distracted me enough to make me trip over my own feet after the second verse. Thank God for Denki, because he caught me and made it look like he was dipping me, which caused our classmates to cheer. He winked. "Told you I'd catch you." He softly told me. I smiled and we continued to dance, Denki spinning me at certain points and the next dip he did being during the instrumental after the bridge after twirling me again.

We continued dancing until the music started to fade out, stopping in the middle and slowly bringing our conjoined hands down. A roar of applause thundered from the crowd and Denki pulled me into a hug. I did it.... I danced with my boyfriend without getting embarrased! I felt him tense a bit after a second and I turned to see my Dad giving Denki the "I'm watching you" look. I rolled my eyes and pulled Denki into a kiss, feeling him hold me tighter as we kissed.

This night couldn't have been more perfect.....

Epliouge ( A/N: Extra just for fun!)

A couple days after the dance, Monoma tried to corner me again, this time being stupid enough to do it while the BakuSquad was still around me. I heard a snarl leave my boyfriend, but I put my hand out, stopping him from doing anything as I glared at my ex as he fired off insult after insult at me. But, he really crossed the line, pissing me off in the process, when he insulted Denki. Finally having had enough, I slammed my locker shut and faced Monoma with the sharpest glare on my face. If looks could kill.... "Monoma, you are absolutely pathetic. You can say whatever you want about me, but insulting my boyfriend? It's about time you GET A LIFE!" I used my quirk on Monoma, letting out the loud energy I had contained for months on end thanks to him. He flew backwards and hit the wall while Sero, Kirishima, even Bakugo laughed their asses off. Denki smirked as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Told you: You're a badass." Denki told me.

"Come on, guys, let's get the hell out of here." I told my friends, walking out beside my boyfriend.

(A/N: Tada! ^.^ Hope you guys enjoyed!)

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[aki-chan2014]

Wakana, Daisuke, Tyson and Chieko for the Headcannon thing! (you don't have to do all of four of those characters, if you don't want)

Of course! I’ll stick them under the ‘keep reading’ thingy

Wakana Abe, former SHSL Classical Composer:

A: With both her parents having been former SHSLs (father a Violinist, mother a Flautist), Wakana already knew a lot about Hope’s Peak before attending, and so in some ways she knew what to expect when she was invited there herself, and therefore it wasn’t as much of a culture shock for her as it might have been for other people. But that didn’t have any impact on her excitement in attending-no, the main reasons she was happy there was because Daisuke was attending with her, and because she was genuinely looking forward to making friends with her new classmates.

B: As a teenager, all her accessories, stationery etc. were music themed in some way, and even her bedroom had a musical theme with posters of classical musicians, her various instruments, and music-themed decorations, bedsheets etc.

(Okay, so that’s not exactly funny, but it turns out I’m not so great at hilarious headcanons so I suspect most of the B-option ones are gonna fall short…*sweat drop*)

C: Though Wakana pursues a musical career and is happy with her success, she no longer really wishes for being remembered even centuries after her death like other classical composers, like she once did before. This is because Daisuke won’t be remembered along with her-he was always the one who conducted her pieces, and perfectly so. They were meant to be a duo in the music world.

D: In a happy universe, where the killing game never happened and they got through Hope’s Peak just fine, the two of them would have been spending the summer of seven years later alternating between practising for a major concert, and tutoring a high school orchestra, hopefully inspiring some of those students in the process. Wakana would have definitely been all about inspiring this younger generation.

Daisuke Ueno, former SHSL Conductor

A: If there hadn’t been a SHSL Student Council President in the class that year to automatically take on the Class President role, then Daisuke would have probably fallen into that role, what with his natural leadership abilities. As it was, he was a sort of unofficial deputy to Akira that year, and they were a good team.

B: For some reason, during his time in Hope’s Peak, he kept stumbling into bizarre situations that always insisted on taking place right  outside his dorm room door, or at least in that corridor. They always left him flustered. The most bizarre was a dance battle that he somehow ended up being made to judge.

C: Daisuke felt it was his duty to prevent killings from happening during the MKG, and with each death he became increasingly disheartened and angry. When he spotted Erica acting suspiciously, he didn’t even think about the risks to himself, he just went straight after her, in the hopes of preventing another death. Of course, that attempt ended in his death, as well as Kanekatsu’s.

D: See Wakana’s.

Tyson De Guerre, former SHSL World War 1 Aficionado. A: Tyson has always been good at art, so if he hadn’t become interested in World War 1, he would have probably pursued some sort of artistic career. He is particularly good at portraits.

B: He gets rather fuzzy over stuffed toys. He actually has one of his own-it’s a guinea pig, called Bart-Bart. The only reason he doesn’t collect any is because he barely has space in his flat for all his art materials and essential stuff.

C: Each time a motive was introduced, Tyson considered killing himself as a honourable sacrifice, so that the rest of his classmates wouldn’t be compelled to commit a murder and sully themselves that way. But, [slight spoiler], the one time he tried to actually make an attempt, after the Yukizome motive, his hands were trembling too much for him to carry it through. Nobody is aware of this though, since this happened while he was alone in his room.

D: In a happy universe, where the killing game never happened, he would have definitely become a closer friend to Yashiro. Where that would have led…well, we’ll never know. But they would have definitely been happy.

Chieko Akamine, former SHSL Gardener

A: As a little kid, she was always in motion, always wanting to do something, to play with her friends (especially Koutarou). Pretty much the only thing that could keep her still was watching her mother do the gardening.

B: There was a time when she tried to think of a suitable vegetable nickname to call Koutarou in response to him always calling her 'Moyashi’ ('beansprout’) and actually secretly made a dedicated list with pros and cons of different plants/vegetables. She got frustrated with it eventually and canned the project.

C:  Even though there is no way to really get answers about how she felt about Koutarou, or how he felt about her, she still finds herself poring through her memories for some sort of hint or answer. But usually all it does is devastate her just a little more-the way thinking too much about Koutarou in any way does for her-, and she’s just as uncertain as before.

D: Perhaps one day, she’ll be able to return to gardening again.

[little-narnian-notes]

okay imagine that Arthur, Merlin, Gaius, Morgana, Gwen, and the Knights are in some modern version of themselves. What subjects did they like the most and least in school?

Okay, I have a ton of stuff to say about this topic. I did have to be selective about which Knights to talk about, though, anon, otherwise this would have turned into an essay and I honestly do not have as much time as I’d like to answer this.

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Arthur:

In my opinion/headcannon, Arthur’s favorite subject wouldn’t necessarily have been anything academic. He would have been really into anything to do with sports. Arthur’s the guy who’d be on the varsity wrestling team, football team, rugby, lacrosse, etc., and he’d be the captain or co-captain of all of them. He would love gym. I imagine he’d be a really sporty guy. Academic-wise, his favorite subject would have been

Arthur’s least favorite subject would have been history, imo (much as it pains me to say that, being a history major myself). I think that for a long time, he would find it really boring and uninteresting/uninspiring to learn about. Not necessarily because of the content itself, but just because of what kind of content is being presented and how.

Merlin:

Merlin would love any quirky subject in school, tbh. Like he’d be the high school junior kid who’s in the astrophysics class at a nearby college - not because he actually wants the credit, he just wants to be there to learn about it. In high school/the British equivalent, he’d be really into medicine. Since in this universe, I have a hc that he wouldn’t have magic, I think that’s what he’d want to study (also he was Gaius’s apprentice and he was a physician, so, yeah).

Merlin’s least favorite subject would be any kind of required health/fitness/gym. Like you guys have seen him, he’s scrawny as fuck. I think he would have been even more gangly/coltish as a teenager, so he’d hate having to do physically demanding classes (but i also have a hc he’d be on a track team and be really good at it).

Moragna:

Okay, my child Morgana be super into history, specifically British and Euro history. She’s really into learning about the past affects the present, and therefore affects the future; about how tradition, nostalgia, and nationalism distort historical awareness; about all the past reigning kings and queens and what they’ve accomplished. Morgana has a lot of ambition. She’d want to study history in conjugtion with like, poli-sci and speech & debate. She knows what she wants in life: to be remembered, and to be remembered gloriously.

With that being said, Morgana has absolutely no time for any subject she thinks is entirely useless. Everybody thinks she’d hate a survival/wilderness course, or designing/fashion class, but the truth is that while those aren’t her favorite subjects, she thinks they’re potentially useful in her long-term survival in way or another. No, her least favorite subject is actually math. Morgana doesn’t see how it’s useful or relevant to her life. She wants to be a diplomat gone rogue or something. She’s good at maths when she wants to be, but she thinks it’s the driest, most dull topic.

Gwen:

I think that Gwen would be really into English lit./critical analysis classes. She’s a pretty eloquent and insightful person. She’d be the girl who’s pretty well-read and would always have something to say in class (also, if she was ever a fangirl, I have a hc she’d be a well-known meta writer in a fandom).

Her least favorite subject would be a speech and debate class. Gwen’s obviously a brave person who’s not afraid to speak her mind, but I think that she wouldn’t see the point in a class. Or maybe she’d see why it’s a thing, but she wouldn’t be into it. Gwen is the kind of person who’s also peaceful; she’s the kind of person who’s interested in having a conversation with someone with differing views, not debating them.

Gaius:

He would really like medicine (obviously. he’s a physician). I don’t know much about gaius’s past, but I have a hc that he became a physician in response to not being able to help/save someone he wanted to help, and he never wants to be put into that position himself. I have literally no way to prove that hc is valid but I have it.

I don’t know what his least favorite subject would be. I think it’d maybe be an elective class like a playwriting class.

Lancelot:

He would really like any government & politic classes. Secretly he’d really like poetry classes, because that’s what Gwen likes, and a part of him fucking lives to impress her. Lance would also be really into wrestling and fencing and stuff, too.

Lancelot’s least favorite class would be the home ec class everybody is required to take. He’s just terrible at it.

Gwaine:

I actually happen to think that Gwaine would like a field trade study class. In the show, he’s not really doing much with his life until he’s knighted by Arthur. I imagine that he’d have a really quirky career, like maybe he’s a mechanic because he went to a vocational school, but he’s also a fencing teacher and does really nerdy stuff as a hobby. So maybe it’s through that kind of stuff that he meets Arthur and ends up proving he can also be a really good politician.

Gwen’s least favorite subject would be personal finance. Mostly because aside from a small savings account, he’s a spender. Never enough to get into debt because he’s smart enough to cut corners or do deals with people, but he thinks finance as a subject is so dry and boring.

Percivcal:

He would really like history classes. Or geography classes. There’s no particular reason why I think that, other then that I think the Knights kind of represented government. So I think Percival would be the history bitch who’s dropping random facts about various historical stuff just to make conversation.

I honestly do not know what class he’d hate. I’ve been thinking about it and I just. Don’t know.

Mordred:

Okay, I know what you guys are thinking, but technically, before Mordred went darkside, he was one of the Knights of the Round Table, and he’s an interesting character, so. I’m including him on this list.

I think his favorite class would be something nature-y. I get the impression that the Druids were really peaceful, and would treat nature like it’s a force they gotta co-exist with, so I think another favorite subject of Mordred’s would be something like marine biology or environmental science. He would want to understand how to take care of and protect the environment.

And I think Mordred’s least favorite would be government classes. Not because he’s bad at it, I think that he would find so many flaws within different societies’ governments that he’d be super frustrated. Mordred would be the guy who’d do activist work and want to go into politics, but he knows he can’t play nice with other politicians (like to him, he has a very Ned Stark mentality but would totally be ruthless to shitty people in power).