#tpof headcanon

[halsbandfuchs]

Random BTD/TPOF/TINR headcanons

Strade has a bunch of EXTREMELY SMUTTY contemporary/dark romance books he bought on a whim and never decided to read (they were among the few things Ren kept after Strade died)

Shawn (i think thats its name?) will sleep on top of one of the Kojima twins, depending on which one is in bed (its usually akira)

I saId this in another post but Derek has keys to the rest of the main TPOF cast's houses. It started as a random little prank to mess with Fox (Kangaroo and Rhino thought it was funny so they didn't stop him), and it went downhill from there- Fox has started cooking extra in case Derek decides he needs to crash there

Lawrence has played Subnautica at least once. Fuckin' hates it, but the biology is too cool to let be (The ghost leviathan is his favorite)

Sid has tried to get Raven to play laser tag. This resulted in him getting his drink smashed against his head (Farz' doing) when she realized it's essentially mock war

TINR Strade would love laser tag. However, he'd take it WAY too seriously and get them banned from the arcade on accident (Well, how was he SUPPOSED to know that guy was on his team?)

Ren wouldve probably been a culinary major with a minor in film making

Fox delivers supplies for the desert group and, because he can't just leave the supplies out for the prey, obviously, he knows where the cave is. I will expand on this eventually

TINR would be a very Family Guy-esque tv show. BTD/TPOF would be on Adult Swim but hardly anyone would notice because of how fast it would get cancelled

[lord-of-the-harvest]

I LOVE YOUR HC PLEASEEEEE MAKE SOME FOR KANGAROO ( this guy )

He doesn’t have any canon like… anything so pleaseeeeeeeeeee make some I’m BEGGING

Kangaroo Headcanons!!

And thank you sm :D

This goes for him, Rhino, and any other poor soul working for Fox. In order for you to wind up in this position, you’ve GOTTA do some messed up crime stuff in your life. Likely can’t get work anywhere else, already in crime, down on your luck, or you’re just really messed up, like Fox.

Don’t let his pleasant smile fool you, this man has committed countless crimes working in this industry.

He looks relatively young, maybe in his late 20s?

He’s the office gossip

Can’t explain why, but I imagine him more on the tech side of work, while Rhino is mainly muscle. I probably think this cause he has the privilege of having long hair.

Natural blond, takes good care of his hair.

Fox has likely asked him to cut it-siting safety concerns-but he refuses.

As for his burns, I wouldn’t be surprised if they were an on the job accident. Although, with how tight of a ship Fox runs, I wonder if there’d be room for such an error. Maybe it was a punishment? Maybe it was for a show? Maybe Kangaroo was originally in one of Fox’s shows and he found good use for him?! Who knows??

Even though I see him in tech, he definitely has strength behind him. Kangaroos are tough and known for boxing. (Either he’s super tough and a good fighter or he’s just Australian and Fox sucks at naming)

To tie things up, I HC him as an Australian who was kidnapped by Fox and used for a show. During his show, Fox was asked to burn him, and he did just that. Whatever happened on that night, chat loved him, and asked for more. He was feisty, so they wanted to see him fight for his life, and got him to fight another captive. He was desperate and had his own sick streak, so he obeyed and came out victorious. He likely fought by boxing and kicking, earning him the name of Kangaroo. Since then, he’s been Fox’s left hand man, manages his tech, and occasionally acts as muscle for weaker product, as it isn’t his main focus. He also tries keeping a friendly face, as he remembers what it was like being a captive himself.

I also write for him quite a bit in my fic-Pleasure, Pain, and Power!

Also…buddy…why would you use THIS image for the man?? Is the gap really canon, Gato?? Is anything canon for this man??

[strudelbumsen]

I FOUND A PERFECT HEADCANON DEREK VOICE

Can’t you just picture him talking down to you out in that blazing heat? 

[heehoighofoxijin]

I wrote a fanfic for The Price of Flesh!

Sorry to everyone hoping it'd be a Bungo Stray Dogs update

It can be read here on AO3. This fic plays with the idea of a casino being the cover for the Announcer's...business. If you'd prefer not to go on AO3? No problem, just keep reading.

There are a lot — and I mean a lot — of ways to win money at casinos. There are even more ways to lose money at casinos. I have had my share of wins and losses throughout life, and dear reader I must say that I'm not proud of either moment. You may think I am incredibly happy with the money I was able to take back home with me. Unfortunately, I will not be taking any money home with me as a result of one very skilled play at roulette. So here's the deal:

Step One: Strategize.

With a million and some odd strategies and their methods floating around in books and on the internet, it's hard to take gambling seriously without employing the use of at least one. I would read so intensively on these and come up with my own to win the games. Those such strategies would get me kicked out of most casino. Let's ignore the gambling addiction that caused me to leave my spouse and child behind for a moment, and instead focus on the casino I lost everything to.

It was a remarkable and incredibly beautiful space. Everyone around me had my imposter syndrome running rampant in their dress suits and gowns. The community around this space was absolutely booming and full of personality. Even the voice calling out on the intercom announcing special events was charismatic. You might even say his voice was hypnotizing — possessive. He had a charming command with the way he spoke. I was hooked on the atmosphere immediately, and with the last of my money I was determined. The possibility of me winning large here was so far under my nose I couldn't even smell the stench of bankruptcy. I carried on over to the slots for a warm up.

After about three consecutive losses, I opted for blackjack. It was not exactly my specialty, you see. Math was never something I excelled in, and when it came to counting cards I was an absolute idiot. This was only made worse by the fact that there may indeed have been someone counting cards at my table. So after one lucky win and one lucky loss, I left the table for the rest of my time there.

Step Two: Be desperate.

I was counting my money constantly — although very badly — you see. At the time the only way I felt I could show my face around my family again was if I won back all the money I lost with an incredibly lucky break. We could hardly afford housing then, and this was the only way I knew how to move forward. When my body started sounding hungry, I decided to find my way to the restaurant and get myself something to wrap my teeth around. Maybe if I go in with my mind at full power, I can make it up. That's what I was thinking.

So I spent more of my money and ate whatever I was served. A waitress gave me free desert, which was incredibly kind of her. With little money left, I returned to play. Here and now there would be no turning back. After all I'd spent, I only came out with one win, and it was a mediocre payout. All the colors and lights and clashing of chips brought a cold comfort to my tired heart. There was no other choice left for me. My body moved on its own to roulette.

"Pay less to win big!" The Announcer cooed through the intercom. "Until further notice, ladies and gentlemen, the money you put down will be doubled on payout. Farewell, and good luck!" Faster. Under my feet, the carpet moved faster. I arrived at the table with a speed unmatched by any other and began my play.

Step Three: Be one lucky son of a bitch.

Maybe I made it out to be more about strategy when I first began, but really I just got incredibly lucky. Every single time I bet, I managed to win. My winnings amounted to enough money to finally go back to see my family and proudly stop my gambling addiction. The world and all the stars in the sky aligned perfectly for this moment. What I didn't know exactly was what this moment meant. Normally at this point someone would come and pull me from the table to see me out, but this time was different. Someone came by with a large grin on his face and stood by my side.

His whispers were like sweet honey in my ear. It was The Announcer "I've been watching you play all night." It was night already? I hardly even noticed. "It seems you've finally caught a lucky break! I'd like to show you something, if you don't mind peeling away for just a moment."

I stood from my place at the table with a large smile on my face and followed him. The Announcer showed me to a golden door marked Members Only and handed me a keycard for the panel on the side. "Are you really giving me this?"

"Yes! I hope to see you again soon," he cheered, rubbing my shoulder before leaving me to open the door myself. When I glanced back to get a proper look at his face, he was already lost in the crowd. Swiping the card caused the machine to make a light beeping sound, and a green light appeared on the device. I turned the handle on the door and slowly opened it. And I thought the people in the main lobby were fancy. These members of the casino looked even fancier. Miraculously, The Announcer was on the other side of the door. It was still difficult to see his face with how dark the lighting was in this area. He showed me around without saying much of anything. Mostly, "This is where this happens. This is where that happens. You can sleep here one night for free."

Around me the people were exchanging chips for access to a large variety of services. They'd won these chips, I presumed, on the game floors of the Member's Only area. People went up to one of the many redemption counters and received whatever they asked for. Everything came in thousands. The price of coffee? 1,000 chips. The price of a giant teddy bear? 15,000 chips. The price of a cat? 20,000 chips. The price of flesh? I didn't want to think about it. I moved over to look at a board that posted the sorts of things you could redeem with the chips you won here. Thankfully there was no mention of flesh.

I took him up on the free night. By now my eyes were getting heavy, and I would need my rest if I wanted to be able to show a happy face to my family. With enough money to support us for 50 years in our bank account, I retired to a hotel room that was part of the Member's Only side of the building.

Never has a bed held me so lovingly before. I sank into the mattress and allowed it to carry me off to another world. A world where all of my winnings for the night weren't gambled away and actually stayed to help our family prosper. A world where my partner loved me, my child was proud to call me their parent, my coworkers revered me for how hard I worked, and a world where I could look in the mirror and see someone who conquered their demons. It was a wonderful dream to have.

Step Four: Know that they who spin the wheel of fate lie their lives in the hands of whosoever wrote that fate.

I awoke to find myself in a dark room with a bag over my head and tied to a chair. This was not the beautiful world I closed my eyes to. This was a different monster entirely. Staring back at me through the darkness were tiny little white bugs of light that, try as I might, I could not reach for. To be in the light again was my only wish, but as fate would have it I did not deserve it. Perhaps there is something to be said about the perfectness of it all. I wouldn't know how to say it, though. And how badly my spouse must be wishing this fate upon me, I could only imagine.

Laying my life in the hands of the wheel did not play out any better for me when the bag was lifted. It was still incredibly dark, and from behind me, I heard the voice of The Announcer. I couldn't understand what he was saying at all. His beautiful, smooth voice laced my ears with so much honey I could hardly make out syllables. For a moment, I thought I was going deaf. That was until I was finally able to focus.

He was speaking to me. "What would you like to have done with the money you won?"

I thought about it for a moment. The situation would normally call for some fighting back, but I was far too tired to be doing that. "My family," I muttered. "They're going to need it. Please, just give them everything I managed."

He didn't say anything to me. Still behind me, I heard him stand up straight and proud. A spotlight was shone on me, and three colored lights — red, blue, and green — illuminated the other side of the room. They highlighted three figures, but I couldn't make out their faces. "Ladies and gentlemen, have I got a treat for you! They're fresh, healthy, and alert. One of the greatest minds at roulette I've seen in all my years. I'm sure their quick wit will make for an entertaining experience." He let out a hearty chuckle. "Let's begin the bidding, starting at 100!"

100,000 chips, I assumed. The people bidding were likely members, and this must have been the "flesh" I overheard a few people talk about. The Announcer began the bid by asking me a series of questions, as if this were some sort of backwards dating game. Green with the gravelly voice seemed to want me incredibly bad. They fought over bids until a whopping 800,000 chips were put down on the table for me. It was an elaborate redemption auction for an entire human person, and I had no choice but to go along with it. The Announcer was gracious enough to give me the option to choose who would take me, but in all honesty I didn't care. Green seemed like my safest option.

I managed to kill the man who bought me, but I don't know where I am right now. I'm in the mountains, and that's further away from home than I'd like. I keep hearing strange sounds from the brush in the woods, and I've been living out of this cabin for a few days now. Since you've found this, I'd imagine you've either found the cabin or my body. Ensure that my child gets this letter and knows the dangers of gambling. Never go to [REDACTED] Casino in [REDACTED] and never EVER think even for a second that gambling is the best way to get rich quickly. With some luck I will manage to survive this situation, but I feel a chill in the air. That man very well could have killed me, but nature does not hesitate.

[ribz4livers]

I’ve been thinking...

And that alone is dangerous, but since TPOF has been taking over my life, I thought it would be fun to actually share a random thought I had.

Given how it is established that Derek does not like being told no (he literally stabs MC potentially to death if they refuse his “deal”), I can only imagine that he is the worst type of negotiator when it comes to business dealings. 

Like he can’t out right stab someone if they maybe back out of a deal, purchase or potential merge, but instead goes out of his way to ruin that person’s image, life, profit or whatever. 

He is a future owner of a multi-million dollar distribution company with the emotional maturity of a toddler and probably gnarly anger issues to boot. 

[snvffsoda]

some silly/random headcanons i have for Strade, Ren, and Lawrence!!

i know a lot of people like to think he kidnaps people from the same bar, using the kind of pick up lines, but that wouldn’t be an efficient way to keep the bodies coming, and he knows that, how long until someone catches him dragging an unconscious/unsuspecting person in his car? And makes a call to the police? Strade doesn't take chances, not with the cops, he may be insane, but he's still extremely smart at what he does, he would go out to clubs, late-night parties, concerts, crowded busy areas, anywhere he could slip in and find someone and leave toghther with less caring eyes on him.

has cut his finger while using his power tools and made Ren suck the blood from his finger before, not because he wanted comfort or anything he just wanted to see Ren's sheepish look while he did (Ren enjoyed it too for the blood, albeit nervously)

Strade is a confident, charismatic man, but i still think no matter how hard he tries to hide his sadistic psychotic tendencies, they bleed through him with the way he talks to people, you always get this underlying feeling of unease when he speaks which is why he prefers alcohol to be involved to get his victims, it'd be harder to notice Strade’s eyes staring just a little too long for comfort when you're 4 shots in

always keeps eye contact, almost to an uncomfortable amount, it feels like he doesn't even blink half the time his stare feels like his eyes are always threatening to pierce your skull open and see what's inside from his gaze alone.

Strade is strong, but he's no amazing fighter, if you're fast enough, and have the intent to win, or to kill him i dont think his brute force and heavy swings will do much plus i think he uses a lot of street fighting tactics ie; slamming, grabbing you and pinning you, using weapons instead of just his fist to his own detriment (and that’s what i think got him killed)

really good at texting, he's very descriptive when he texts almost like you're really speaking to him on the phone or in person, he doesn't use a lot of slang or emoticons, Doesn't abbreviate his words like ‘idk’ ‘wyd’ so on, and lots of Periods. Commas, exclamation points! might reply to something funny he sees with a ‘LOL’ in all caps or ‘😂’ but that's it.

really really wants to learn guitar efficiently, but his claws always cut and get caught on the strings when he tries to play so whenever he does try to play he plays with a pick, he doesn't play the best because of it, it was one of the first things he bought with Strade’s money after he died since Strade didn’t want him to get one because it was ‘too noisy’

avid gamer and discord user to an unhealthy amount, and will spam you with messages when you dont hop on the game he's spam inviting you to play with him

sleeps on Strade’s old shirts and pants and coats, anything to where he can get his scent again in his room will sometimes cry himself to sleep thinking about him when laying on them, muttering to himself how sorry he is for letting him die

he remembers and still can understand basic Japanese formalities and such, he's since tried to relearn his native language online, and he did horribly because he forgot almost everything

sassy, when he's stressed, or angry, he can and will be sarcastic and make sly remarks regarding the situation to you, roll his eyes, cross his arms, mutter to himself, just more on the pouty side when it comes to handling his stress

has a collection of old chew toys, he's torn and bitten through with his fangs when his more animalistic tendencies kick in when he's in heat or just needs to keep his mouth busy

has been sent to psychiatric mental hospitals many times before when he was an adolescent by his family he never made friends or spoke much when he was, he did well, and never caused trouble

he’s fallen asleep while in the bath and somehow hasn't drowned himself hundreds of times he can't help it, it reminds him of the river,,

smoking weed helps him sleep through the day, it keeps him in a deep sleep since he's a light sleeper, so he isn't startled awake by his neighbors stomping about during the day

enjoys horror movies like ‘Jacobs Ladder’ and ‘The Jacket’ movies where the protagonist feels as though they are already dead or trapped in their mind, he relates to that feeling when he watches those films

would definitely be the type to go nonverbal when he is high, resorting to nods and shaking his head to get his point across if he's with you and comfortable around you

hates sweet tea and store-bought tea in general, he hates the way they taste and the texture they leave on his tongue, he prefers making tea himself with his plants and the ingredients he grows

[soureggs]

some of the head canons for ren from my recent post asking for them !!!!!

PART 1

hessaying something along the lines of

slut

my balls ich

bread can mold what can you do

i love you you have my heart

and angel

[sofi9995]

- My edit for gatobob :3

[skeyfruit]

my headcanon 🥱

[hiskillingjar]

please............ fem fox hcs?? looks up at you with big sad eyes..........😞

okay milf enjoyer

previously answered hcs for law and strade. tried to keep this solely fox orientated so if you wanna see fem ren hcs...lemme know

high femme, high aesthetic as always. she wears incredibly well-tailored suits, high heels, keeps her hair short, just. full milf.

she's a dainty little lady (shorter than fox in canon) but everyone is still fucking terrified of her <3

misogyny is over, local girlboss is diversifying human trafficking!

keeps her claws long and sharp

little boobs <3 matches the rest of her though, she's super slender and looks after her body like it's a tool

(and it kind of is)

she wears really expensive and opulent lingerie like. all the time though (even when she's not getting some. she wants to feel fancy)

ren already has a feminine preference, so fox is going full dyke. enjoy the forcefem, buddy, she's doing it!!

very similar to canon, very charming and fond of those who suck up to her and play nice. she just wants a pet who's sweet on her without her trying <3

and still a massive girlfailure pervert

giving very

(credit to _pocketss on twitter)

she's traumatised and totally repressed, i think she's allowed to be a woman who sucks. i support women's rights and women's wrongs.

[halsbandfuchs]

Hi! Do you have any Headcanons about Fox, maybe specifically about how he is with his partner on a daily basis, or in public? I'd love to see your take on it, only if you're okay with so of course! 🫶🫶

The way I ran so fast to my notes app only to realize its all in my brain KDBDJB

General HC;

I like to think he wears nice clothes outside the home, but when he's just chilling at home he's slip into a hoodie (yes the ahegao hoodie is a go-to) and sweatpants. It's comfy time

He and his bodyguards are pretty close friends. He likes them cus they're big and strong and lowkey kinda hot. He likes to sit and listen to their banter between streams- it's entertaining

He's ALSO really close friends with Celia; she's among the first people he'll contact in an emergency (aside from the obvious) or if he's bored. They have a spa day once a month

He's a bit of a parent friend, but he's the kind that'll laugh at you before helping

If he accidentally cuts himself while making dinner he'll just stare at the wound for a second like "oh" before patching it up

He babysat Derek for a bit while he was getting his business up and running so he basically watched the guy grow up. That's probably the closest thing he'd ever want to a kid (He hates kids cus of Derek kdbdjd that kid was TERRIBLE). He's got a bit of a fatherly attachment to him nonetheless

Relationship HC;

He would absolutely SPOIL his partner. Something in a store window catches your eye? As soon as you arent looking he'll buy you three

He's EXTREMELY physically affectionate. There's hardly any point where he isn't cuddling or touching you in some way, and if you're out in public he's got his hand in yours or around your waist, or his tail is brushing the backs of your legs

If he's comfortable enough with a person, he'll slowly drop the flirty businessman persona and allow himself to feel safe in private. Once his guard is down, he'll be more like his younger self in terms of how he acts around you at home. He just seems a lot more comfortable and happy, so the shift doesn't bother his partner much

Lowkey wants to buy matching collars but is also So Iffy about it. He annoys himself with it

He takes you to parties and formal events (if you want go, at least) and when he does, god forbid you leave his line of sight for more than 3 minutes. He'll only allow this if you have to use the bathroom and will stand next to the door to make sure you come out okay. Otherwise he'll tear down the place looking for you

[lord-of-the-harvest]

Could you write some headcannons for komodo

Komodo headcanons, lemme see…

Canon he has a tongue split, multiple piercings, and is dating Dragon. I wouldn’t be surprised if he has the same tattoo that Dragon does, just somewhere you can’t see, like on his leg

The one who came up with their names

Appreciates tradition, the older the ritual/lore/tradition the better -history buff-

Sadist/Masochist, and wants to bestow the pleasure he gets from it onto others

Despite being in a relationship, he gives me incel vibes-he’s suffered and wants others to feel the same

Not saying that Dragon’s naive or easily manipulated, but Komodo definitely takes advantage of him, and is the ring leader of the two

He’s likely the one who prompted the desert trips in the first place, as it’s canon he’s the one who got them into the occult

He met Dragon through their work, and then went on to join the desert group with him

Enjoys reading, video essays, documentaries, etc

Made his necklace, and enjoys making things like it, especially while watching/listening to something

Obscure/underground taste in everything, especially music and other media

Thinks he was “born in the wrong generation” because he’s so underground

Not so much of a rave/concert/event guy, but will go if Dragon wants him to

[bunny-underground]

How I'd rate BTD characters as customers

(Coming from a bartender with social anxiety)

Strade 9/10

He would be the best type of customer and I hate it- He can hold a conversation without talking at you, He's not going to be high-maintenance or complain. Plus he's ordering a lager off tap which is the easiest thing to pour and carry. Would definitely just be an easy person to deal with (Unless he takes an interest in me then I'm fucked.)

Young Ren 8/10

The same vein as Strade but with added awkwardness, he's pretty easy to talk to but there are a few awkward silences. He probably wants a spirit with a mixer but just says something generic like "Rum and coke" Which leads to me having to ask him what rum and it stresses both of us out. "Just whatever." I don't drink rum, Please don't make me make that call. If he wears some kind of anime or game merch it would help get a conversation going though...

Lawrence 5/10

This man is on the same awkward levels as me and he needs to not- Wants to be left alone which is great but he then proceeds to stare at me over the bar which makes me think he wants something but when he doesn't ask it causes me to pull my usual (Hiding under the bar and clinking bottles together so it sounds like I'm doing something). That or I'm hiding in the cellar for a bit. I will give him points because I can't see him being a hardcore Karen.

Celia 2/10

I'm sorry girlie but you would 100% complain and critique my service to my face. Snaps her fingers to get my atention when im walking past. Would also get angry that I don't know my wines or whisky off by heart and then can't recommend anything ;-; She is also definitely making passive-aggressive comments about me in general if she doesn't feel the service was good enough. She would make me cry during a shift. Girl please I'm trying.

Derek 1/10

Is the type of person to tell you why he's not tipping. Shouts at wait staff and whistles at them as well. Keeps returning the first drink claiming it's wrong or not what he ordered He did in fact order that first drink he's just being difficult. Would act like you were a friend if he was trying to show off to someone which I would awkwardly have to go along with it because "Customer is always right" Would also make me cry during a shift.

Mason 10/10

MY LOVE- He just wants to be left alone and honestly, I respect that. No small talk no awkward staring. He probably doesn't even use words. If I come over to see if he wants a refill he'll either nod or wave me off and I appreciate that and the lack of actual conversation. King behaviour.

Old man Ren 3/10

Celia take two I'm sorry. Only thing is he doesn't openly complain he just has a look that's enough to make me wish the ground would open up and swallow me. Would also make me cry during a shift. But he's also the type to look unimpressed and annoyed at the service but tip anyway and give me whiplash. Doesn't snap his fingers at me, he has some vague respect for service staff but would still terrify me regardless

[mothwingwritings]

Boyfriend To Death/The Price Of Flesh Sleeping Headcanons 🌙💤🛌

Hello everyone! In between fics I have been working on some headcanons, like this one, for your reading pleasure. :) It's some bedtime/sleeping arrangement scenarios feat. you and our favorite murderous companions. <3 It’s dedicated to all the sleepy individuals out there that just want to hit the hay and snooze the day away-I feel you and you are valid. Also there is a bonus plushie headcanon for each character because why not! If you don’t have at least stuffed creature on your bed, this is your sign to love yourself. Go acquire a friend and snuggle up with him, I demand it. ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

DUE TO THE NATURE OF THESE HEADCANONS AND THE SOURCE MATERIAL, 18+ ONLY PLEASE!

Warnings: abuse/abusive relationships, noncon/dubcon, forced cuddling, forced interaction, forced relationships, implied kidnapping, being held against your will, reader is threatened and hurt, mentions of/implied sex, very lightly edited.

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Ren/Fox🦊

·         Exceptionally clingy when he sleeps. Honestly like a suction cup. Regardless of if he’s the little or big spoon, he’ll be latched to you the whole night. Wiggle and complain as much as you like, he’s not relinquishing his hold.

·         Even if you two are just taking a little nap together, he always has to have some kind of skin contact with you. Holding hands, cuddling, a limb draped over you, something.  He needs the reminder that you are there and that you aren’t going anywhere, he can’t sleep peacefully without it.

·         He’s warm. Too warm, really. Uncomfortably warm. In winter this poses no problem, but during the summer it’s nearly unbearable. You need to crank the AC to keep yourself from melting into a puddle of sweat, but the added cold only makes him cling to you tighter, increasing the heat. He doesn’t seem to mind the warmth at all and takes offense if you try and voice your irritation, giving you an earful (if not worse) over how you need to be more grateful for the affection he douses you with, warning that if you don’t watch yourself, next time it snows you’ll be camping outside with nothing but the clothes on your back. We’ll see how much you miss his warmth then.

·         He’s a night owl, but he also somehow always wakes up before you do. It’s not uncommon for you to be awoken by an eager beastkin shoving a homemade breakfast in your face, excited to start his day with his love by sharing breakfast in bed with you and watching anime. <3

·         Though sometimes he gets a little too excited in the morning, and if that’s the case you’ll be waking up to a very handsy man pawing at you, kissing any and every place his lips can reach, pressing himself against you so you can feel just how excited he is. It’s a good thing you are in bed because by the time he’s done you’ll be so worn out you’ll need some more rest. ^^;

·         Also, he is an avid fan of plushies. If you also collect them your bed is going to be 90% plushies and he is 100% going to use that as an excuse to be squeezed on the bed with you as close as physically possible so as you all can have room. None of them are allowed on the floor, no man is left behind, and he’ll make sure you all fit whether it is comfortable or not.

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Lawrence🌿

·         Lawrence is the exact opposite of Ren when it comes to contact. Though he may fall asleep with you in his arms (or vice versa), he very quickly grows uncomfortable with the prolonged contact, his body used to being the sole person in his bed. Very shortly after he falls asleep, he will unconsciously push you away to try and create distance. No matter how much he may yearn for your contact in his waking hours, he has no control over his subconscious actions. Often times the shoving is much rougher than it needs to be, abruptly (and painfully) waking you up in the process.

·         However, this does not deter him from making you sleep with him. Even if he ends up damn near shoving you off the bed, he wants you to be close to him for as long as and as much as possible.

·         Lawrence is basically nocturnal, and even if you are also a night owl there are bound to be some times when your sleep schedules don’t fall in line with each other. He gets a little excited when you fall asleep when he is awake, taking pleasure in watching you as you slumber. The way you lay near him, completely unguarded and quiet, only the slow rise and fall of your chest denoting that you are alive at all… It does something for him. More than once you’ve woken up to him standing over you, face flushed and tears in his eyes as he’s pumping his dick to the sight of your passed out form. If you wake before he can finish himself, he’s gonna use you to complete the job.

·         In fact, he just likes to stare at you while you sleep in general. He doesn’t have to feel anxious or worried of how you may perceive his gawking if you aren’t aware it’s happening to begin with. It’s a nice chance to really take in and appreciate your beauty without facing any backlash, and it comforts him to know you trust him enough to fall that deeply into slumber in his presence.

·         Doesn’t really get the point of plushies and never really had a strong attachment to stuffed animals as a child, so he doesn’t have any of his own and has no desire to own any. He thinks it’s cute that you like them though, and won’t deny you if you want to take one or two to bed with you. If you gift him one, he’ll be flustered but thankful, hugging it when he is unable to hug you. The little friend is a perfect cuddle buddy for when your sleep schedules don’t align and he doesn’t want to disturb you once you have fallen asleep.

·         Just be mindful that if he gets agitated or you piss him off, he’ll definitely destroy your beloved stuffies, tearing them to shreds with either his bare hands or any of the gardening  tools he has lying around. He’ll instantly feel bad if you begin to cry over it, but at that point it’s too late. It’s best to stop the tears before he turns the assault towards you.

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Strade🔪

·         Strade is all over the place when he sleeps. It doesn’t matter how big the bed is or how little space you take up in it, his presence is unavoidable. You can try and create as much distance as physically possible, scrunching yourself up in a corner in hopes that he doesn’t come in contact with you, and you’ll still end up with him sprawled all over you come morning.

·         He’s also loud. Snoring, grunting, talking in his sleep, he’s so noisy it’s a wonder you can get any sleep at all. You get used to it after a while (you don’t have a choice), but each time he nudges you in his sleep or wakes you up with a particularly loud snore, it’s all just another unpleasant reminder you are stuck with him, unable to find tranquility even in your dreams.

·         He has a tendency to latch on to and keep a close hold of whatever is closest to him while he sleeps. The moment he looks even slightly drowsy you try and stay away from him, not thrilled with the prospect of being smashed up against him for hours on end while he’s pleasantly off in dreamland. Were it anyone else or any other situation, you may find the clinginess endearing, but with Strade it’s just extremely uncomfortable and confusing. You spend the whole time unsure if you want him to wake up and let you go (and thus have to deal with an alert and active monster) or if you want to remain silent and just put up with it, thankful for the rare moment of peace.

·         He sleeps the best after successfully finding and securing a new victim, the gusto and energy that he puts towards spending time with his new ‘friend’ leaves him completely spent by the end of the day. A tired Strade is usually a good thing for you-if he’s worn out, he’s less likely to bother or hurt you. However the opposite is also true, if he hasn’t been able to blow off steam in a while he’ll grow antsy and restless, and he’s bound to make his lack of sleep and overall disgruntlement your problem. Regardless, you won’t get much sleep either way, as you find no contentment in either situation.

·         Though they aren’t really his thing, he is amused by your plushies. While he can see the appeal of them, the only real interest he takes in them is how you react to them. Which ones are your favorite, do you favor one character or animal over another, do you prefer the big and fluffy or small and squishy? Most importantly though, he wants to know how deeply your fondness for them extends and how/if he can use that as a persuasive tool against you in the future. Should they prove to be a promising means of coercion, prepare for quite a few new plush friends to keep you company in the future. :)

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Celia👩‍💼

·         She’s an early riser. Not necessarily because she wants to so much as it’s engrained in her from years of putting in overtime at her corporate job. If you try and pull her back into bed she’ll gripe at you, but is secretly happy that you are willingly making yourself a scapegoat for her laziness. Though on days she absolutely has to get up early, you best be getting up right alongside her to help her get ready for the day or you will be deeply regretting it. She always takes precedence, you can sleep more when she leaves.

·         She’s on edge most of the time and is overall a very light sleeper. If you snore or toss and turn too much, she’ll get pissed off and roughly shove you awake, grumbling obscenities while complaining about how annoying you are being. If she can’t sleep, she certainly isn’t going to let you sleep either.

·         Even if you aren’t a noisy or restless sleeper, she’ll still find constant things to gripe about regarding your sleeping arrangement. Either you take up too much room, or you are encroaching on her personal space, or you have some other sleeping habit she finds grating that you have no control over because you are unconscious when you do it. She doesn’t ever seem overly pleased to share sleeping space with you, and you often wonder why she doesn’t just banish you to the couch or some other place to get your rest.

·         And yet, she never does make you sleep elsewhere.  In fact, it only makes her MORE pissed off if you suggest it, taking it as a personal offense that you don’t want to spend time with her. She won’t admit it to you, but the act of sleeping near someone she doesn’t positively loathe or who isn’t trying to use her in some way is one of the few things that really brings her peace. Even if it’s against your will, having you in bed with her soothes her. It’s honestly the best sleep she has had in ages.

·         She’s not a huge cuddler, but she does like physical confirmation that you are near. Often times she’ll reach out in the night to grab your hand or drape her arm across your body, never smothering, but just enough contact to assure that you are still by her side.

·         She staunchly refuses to have any stuffed animals in her bed, telling you she finds them childish and stupid (whether she actually feels this way or is just pissed you are trying to bring things into her bed that take up even more space is debatable). If she finds any plushies you are hiding she will most likely throw them away on sight. You may be able to get away with a little one, but that’s only if she doesn’t find it or is feeling extremely benevolent.

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Derek🦂

·         The only time Derek shows any kind of ‘affection’ is when he sleeps. Like Strade, he likes to secure himself to things while he slumbers, and if he doesn’t fall asleep with an item (you) already in his arms at some point in the night, he will subconsciously grab onto something (also you) and not relent until he wakes the next morning.

·         The way he clings to you can almost be considered sweet. Wrapping his arms around you securely, burying his face into your chest or the crux of your neck as he snuggles up against you as close as physically possible, it makes you momentarily forget what a monster the man beside you actually is. It’s almost as if he’s a child huddled up close to a parent, seeking comfort from the things that go bump in the night.  The spell is broken if he happens to be awoken during one of these cuddle sessions, and he’ll take out his embarrassment over the situation by treating you even crueler than he typically does.

·         One of the few niceties he allows you is sleeping in his bed as opposed to the floor-but it comes at a price.  It’s an honor to be able to sleep next to him nightly in his huge, plush, expensive bed, an honor far too good for the likes of you. He expects to be compensated for his generosity, so you’d best be ready to do any and everything he asks or desires at the drop of a hat, no matter how degrading or agonizing it may be. If you want to keep this privilege while preventing as much suffering as possible, you’ll do as he says. (Then again, it’s not like he really needs your active participation to force what he wants out of you, but he does like when you obey him ‘willingly’ and has a tendency to be a smidge less cruel when you follow his instruction).

·         He usually forces you to either sleep nude or in some very compromising/uncomfortable/embarrassing negligee that covers so little you mine as well BE naked. He’s a blanket hog too, and has a penchant for cranking up the AC at night, leaving your only source of warmth to be curling up beside him. You try and fight it at first, but you inevitably give in when the chill gets to be too much (also you aren’t too keen on getting ill in his presence, swallowing your pride is worth it if you can avoid more suffering).

·         He will mercilessly make fun of and belittle you for any stuffed animals you may have or try to sleep with. He’ll infantilize you, asking if you need a binky to go with your stuffy, or tease that he’ll need to put you in diapers so you don’t accidentally shit the bed. However, even with all the constant mocking, he does find it kinda hot when you try and use the plushies as a shield, doing your best to conceal your sniveling face and exposed body behind the fluffy creature as he plows into you ruthlessly. The toy does a shit job shielding you, but it is hilarious to watch you try and hide yourself behind them.

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Mason🐻

·         Despite everything, he’s actually probably the nicest of the lot to sleep with. He’s warm and soft, and when he holds you it’s comforting and shockingly soothing. It’s disconcerting how easily you melt into the same person that caused you so much trauma and torment, haunted by the fact that the arms that now wrap snuggly around you were not so long ago the greatest threat to your life. You don’t know whether you should be more disgusted with him for holding you with such familiarity or yourself for enjoying it as much as you do.

·         The man can sleep almost anywhere. After years of surviving out in the wilderness he has honed his body to handle tough climates and all manner of conditions, granting him the ability to thrive in less than favorable environments. The man could probably fall asleep in the middle of a torrential downpour with nothing but a rock bed beneath him and come out of it completely rested.

·         You aren’t expected to immediately be able to rough it. He realizes this way of life is all fairly new to you and that getting used to nights out in the wilderness has its own learning curve. Because of this, he’s actually surprisingly accommodating about the whole thing. When you camp, he makes sure to bring his best tent and sleeping bag for you to use, even though it’s a hassle to drag around and he himself has long since forgone the need for it. Though it’s nearly impossible to find comfort enough to sleep while stranded deep out in an unfamiliar forest, surrounded by nothing but the pitch black of night, all manner of voracious wild animals, and a serial killer, he does his best to make sure you are adequately cared for and as content as you can possibly be.

·         However you best not slack with your survival instincts, this coddling is only a limited time deal. You proved yourself to him once by pulling through his trial, but that doesn’t mean you have a free ride forever. He’ll pamper you a bit in the ‘honeymoon’ phase, but if you grow complacent and begin to let him down… It isn’t going to be a smooth or happy time for either of you. Its best not to betray his expectations, if you do something overly stupid or otherwise show your survival was just a fluke… your sleeping arrangement is going to be the least of your concern.

·         He finds your affinity for stuffed animals a bit juvenile, but also slightly endearing. He can’t deny how cute you look when you are curled up in his bed, nestled amongst various furs and blankets, clutching tight to your favorite plushie while you rest. He enjoys that sight so much that he decides to make you his own plushie for you one day as a gift.

·         It was a strange little lumpy creature he cobbled together from various fabric scraps and other soft, but unidentified, material, all sloppily hand sewn with little black buttons for eyes. It was a true amalgamation of mismatched cloth and stuffing, and to be honest… You weren’t really sure what it was supposed to be. A bear, maybe? Or a raccoon? Regardless, you take it without question, and once he sees it’s been accepted he’s quick to discard your previous plush. He’s accepting of this hobby to a degree-you can have ONE. And since you were smart and picked the better of the two, you don’t need the ratty old one to cling to for company anymore. You have him and you have his gift, everything else is frivolous.

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[celestial-sinner]

What the BTD/TPOF characters smell like

Strade: Machine oil, grease, blood (real bad if he's recently killed/tortured someone), cheap cologne, cigar smoke, cheap beer Ren: Really nice shampoo and moisturizer scents like lavender or roses Lawrence: Rot, mint (to cover up the rotting smell), grass, dirt, earthy tones, small whiffs of different flowers Derek: When in the desert, like must and sweat; at home, like really nice colonge (like ones from Gucci idk) Celia: Nice perfume scents (roses, vanilla, orange) with a hint of alcohol Mason: Smells like the woods; trees, grass, earthy smells. Also kinda smells like smoked meat (dude definitely smokes his own hunted game)

[snvffsoda]

headcanons for Ren, Strade, and Lawrence for how they are when driving! //bonus Celia!!

certified passenger princess if not the one driving

confirmed by Gato he's an average driver, but has gotten a ticket for running a red light before (he was trying to get to an anime merch shop to buy a rare figure before it was sold out)

turns his AC up all the way, but will turn it down if asked nicely

drives Strade’s old car, it has a citrusy fresh smell, with a hint of Strade's cheap cologne forever permeated into the vehicle itself

cleans his car every couple of months or so, but does tend to throw and leave his trash in the back seat, usually consisting of old Monster Energy cans and fast food bags

sings loudly to the music he listens to when driving but does get self-conscious and stop when in traffic or is being watched by other drivers

tends to speed when driving, and doesn't notice when he does, like he's always in a hurry when he is at the wheel

has anime stickers on his car window consisting of his favorite anime girls he knows its a bit corny, but he’ll defend that decision with his life if told by someone it is

forgets to use his turn singles sometimes

hates the sound of cars honking or blaring during busy traffic, it irritates his sensitive ears to no need

wanta a motorcycle, but can't afford one

better than Ren, but is still kind of reckless when he does drive

can and will drive over curbs and sidewalks when needing to make a tight turn

contradictory king, it comes to calling out other drivers mistakes on the wheel

listens to music extremely loud when he drives and doesn't turn it down when you're trying to talk with him

surprisingly takes very good care of his car, mostly to hold up a nice appearance to his neighbors, or to his unassuming victims who follow him into it

don’t touch his radio, he can and will get pissed.

acts like a dad when you turn on the indoor car light and freaks out about it

speeds when driving, notices, but doesn't really care

car sex, that is all.

named his car and speaks to it like it can hear and understand him

always knows some sort of back alley or sketchy shortcut to get out of traffic every time he's in it

will curse under his breath and sometimes go on mini rants about bad drivers when seeing them on the road or driving near them

can name almost every brand or type of car he sees when driving, definitely a bit of a car nerd deep down, but will never admit to it

has been caught drunk driving, but talked his way out of getting arrested by the cops and was let go scott-free

doesn't even enjoy driving in general, it gives him anxiety, and would prefer to walk if given the option

keeps a blanket and pillow in his car for when he drives out into the woods at night he’ll tend to sleep in his car when he does

has one of those mini solar dancing flowers on his dashboard

the safest driver out of them all, though he does drive a little too slow sometimes

when alone, he’ll punch at slam at his steering wheel when overwhelmed or extremely angry

keeps a plant in his cup holder and waters it regularly

doesn't listen to music when he drives, but will get nervous when driving with someone else and turn on the radio instinctively, so as to not sit in awkward silence

has hot-boxed in his car before

keeps a can of mace in his glovebox, but has never had to use it

loves the sound of rain hitting his car window when driving, and loves to fall asleep in his car when it rains outside because of it

passenger princess 2.0

Driving? you mean a limo?

jokes aside she's a decent driver, but doesn't like to drive herself places, but when she does, she usually gets where she needs to go without any trouble, that being said,

she's been pulled over for drunk driving many times, and has always paid off her tickets or bought a fancy lawyer to make all her DUI charges go away

never drives the same car twice

has argued and yelled with her husband Harold over the phone or with him in the car while driving and has received stares from passers-by before, she doesn't care though

does her makeup while driving when she's in a hurry or on a tight schedule, and is very good at it

honks her horn at bad drivers and flips them off when they pass, definitely the most outwardly aggressive, when driving out of them all

her cars are ALWAYS clean, almost unnaturally so

keeps a gun in her glove compartment and has never had to use it though stands by it that she does need it

has scratched her business enemies cars up, and threatened to run over her husband and the business associates she despises with her car multiple times