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#or maybe one could call it a headconon
Hmm been thinking and if PJ really is related to Davy Jones like many of us believe then I think Zachs gonna bonk is on the head with some Disney parallels.
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Ah yes just like how it goes in that good old family classic: vampire pirate cop businessman with hook hand is actually biological family of flying wonderboy who never grows up and visits you in your bedroom.
In conclusion: PJ’s name is Peter Jones
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kim-seung-mo · 2 years
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feel absolutely evil for this one but can i request the 18th headconon from the ot8 section of your idea list? i’ve got my tissues ready 💔💔
𝟚𝟜 ℍ𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 (ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕟 + 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕙𝕠)
♩ gn!reader, angst angst ANGST, this is pure depression guys, crying, a lot of crying and suffering, character death, dealing with grief, car accident, mentions of firearms and getting shot, blood, just, just pain
♩♩ word count: 2.9k
♩♩♩ A/N: this turned out to be like 5 times longer than i expected so i decided to break it into sections, this part includes chan and minho, the next one will include changbin and hyunjin ( Ĭ ^ Ĭ ) (this was a lot of fun to write tho i'm kinda proud of myself) wip list here
Changbin and Hyunjin, Jisung, Felix
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for convenience, your time of death is 12:00 AM
Chan
12:30 AM:
He gets a call from you, but when he picks up the phone, it's not your voice on the other end.
"You're their emergency contact, they just got into a pretty bad car accident..."
You were supposed to be on your way to pick him up.
1:00 AM:
He asked Minho to help him drive to the hospital because he knew something would definitely happen if he drove himself.
He was crying the whole way, his heart was beating wildly.
He didn't like it but had a bad feeling about this.
1:20 AM:
"We did everything we could...we are truly sorry for your loss."
1:40 AM:
He regrets it, all of it.
If he hadn't asked you to pick him up...
You wouldn't have gotten into that car, you wouldn't have encountered that drunk truck driver.....
You wouldn't have left him.
Alone, forever.
1:50 AM:
"Don't touch me! Don't take me away! I need to be here... I need to stay here with Y/N..."
"Y/N must be scared, all alone... It's so dark and scary here......my Y/N, they're a cry baby...they must be so scared ......"
2:20 AM:
The other members rushed to the hospital and together they advised Chan to go back to the dorm.
But he didn't listen, there was only one voice in his head.
"I need to stay by Y/N's side."
3:40 AM:
The hospital gate was blocked by the paparazzi, the news of "Stray Kids' leader Bang Chan's lover dies in a car accident" filled up the whole NAVER homepage.
4:30 AM:
Thanks to the efforts of the seven members, Chan was finally taken back to his home
Not the dormitory, but the home of the two of you.
There was still the meal you heated up for him on the table.
The bedroom light was still on, and your favorite music was still coming from inside.
Everything was so familiar, but he knew ......
His baby was never coming back to him.
5:30 AM:
The members all suggested that they could stay, but he just wanted to be left alone and undisturbed.
Lying in your shared bed, he could even feel your residual warmth.
The sun will be up soon, but he didn't couldn't sleep.
Usually at this time, you would kiss his forehead and tell him not to overwork himself.
You'd give him a glass of warm milk, adding vanilla and a little sugar.
You would be by his side......
6:45 AM:
He didn't know when he finally fell asleep, he only knew he was crying.
10:00 AM:
Awakening from his dream, he held hope for a second.
Maybe what had just happened was a dream?
But then he broke down again when he saw that there was no one besides him.
You were really gone.
You really were never coming back.
He was gonna be alone from now on.
11:00 AM:
The sun was fully up, but he had no desire to get out of bed.
He just wants to sleep forever, stay forever in your bed, wrapped in your scent.
He missed you so much...he really missed you......
"Y/N..."
He murmured to himself.
"Why did you leave me alone......"
1:00 PM:
Everyone in JYP started sending him messages telling him they were sorry, and that he needed to look past and move on.
But he didn't even come to terms with the fact that you had left in the first place.
Slowly walking into the bathroom, Chan looked at his face in the mirror.
Tear stains, dark circles under his eyes, messy hair, dry lips.
If you saw how he looks now, you'd be angry at him.
3:00 PM:
His tears seemed to have been unstoppable since last night as they never dried up.
The company has sent him a message telling him that he could take as much time off as he needs.
Everyone around him knew how much you meant to him.
You were his muse, his inspiration.
A bright future with you could even be considered his life goal.
But now there was nothing left.
5:00 PM:
He was hungry, his stomach kept growling.
But he didn't want to do anything except stay in your room.
He didn't dare to answer the phone when his mom called him.
Hannah and Lucas also called him.
But he really didn't want to see anyone right now, he didn't want to talk to anyone, he didn't want to think, he just wanted you.
He just wants you back.
And that was the only thing he couldn't have.
6:30 PM:
Your mother called him.
He had to answer this one.
"Chan...dear, we don't blame you, we will never blame you. You were the most important person to Y/N, Y/N loved you with all their heart. So please, don't blame yourself, stay strong, be strong for Y/N, for yourself."
He started to sob again, knowing that it was because of him, he took you away from your parents.
He took you away from them, forever.
7:30 PM:
After eating a little, he returns to your room.
He let out a pathetic chuckle.
His heart was aching, he was about to suffocate.
He was really about to suffocate.
It hurts to breathe, it hurts to do anything, it hurts to do everything.
It hurts to think about you, and it hurts even more to not think about you.
8:45 PM:
Someone was knocking on the door, Chan did not want to answer, but the doorbell kept ringing.
"Chan, we found Y/N's phone."
The person outside said, he knew the voice, it was a JYP staff.
Hearing this, he immediately opened the door.
10:00 PM:
After a long period of preparation, he finally opened your phone.
Your screensaver was a picture of him that you took in secret.
The first thing that popped up was the call record from last night.
Backing up to the main page, he faltered and clicked on messenger app.
You: channie i'm gonna go pick smt up from the farmacy, want me to come pick u up on the way? Channie sweetie❤: yeah sure that would be fine you: okieee love ya~ Channie sweetie❤: love ya too
He gave his first smile of the day that wasn't self-deprecating.
Tears dripped on the screen.
He just loves you so much.
12:00 AM:
It was going to be tough without you for sure.
He needed to learn to take care of himself, on his own.
He needed to get used to not having you leave meals and lights on for him at night, to not have someone always waiting for him.
He needed to get used to a cold, cold bed without your warmth or your goodnight kisses.
He needed to get used to not seeing you anymore, ever.
He needed to get used to being on his own from now on.
A year later, five years later, ten years later.
There will be no one else to make him feel as happy as he once did.
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Minho
12:00 AM:
He knew that separation would come, and that people always experience separation one kind or another.
But he did not expect that it would be so early and so sudden.
Nor did he expect it to be forever.
He didn't even have time to say goodbye to you.
12:45 AM:
When he received the call from your father, he was practicing with Hyunjin and Felix in the dance practice room.
"Hello? Mr. Y/L/N? Why are you-"
"Minho-ah...I don't know how to say this to you, but ......"
About three hours ago, you were involved in a bank robbery and were chosen as a hostage by the bandits.
About an hour ago, the bandits tried to kill you, they shot you in the chest.
Doctors immediately performed resuscitation, but......
45 minutes ago, your heart stopped beating.
1:20 AM:
By the time Minho arrived at the hospital, your body had already been taken to the morgue.
"Minho-ah..."
He hugged your mother, pretending to be fine.
He was in pain now too, so much pain that he couldn't breathe.
But he knew your parents must be hurting more than him.
So at least for now, he needed to be fine.
Even if he was about to die from the pain.
1:55 AM:
"I'll take her home...Minho-ah, I know how hard it must be for you too right now......here's Y/N's jacket...you can take it."
Minho feebly took your jacket and stared straight at the ground.
The moment your parents turned to leave, the feelings that had accumulated inside burst out in a flash.
He slammed the wall repeatedly and forcefully.
He did not stop even when his knuckles were all covered in blood, he did not stop even when there were three doctors pulling him away.
Why? Why? Why must it be you?
Why did you have to do this to him? Why must he have his love taken away?
Why......
2:30 AM:
'He is horribly silent.'
That's what Changbin, who came to pick him up thought.
He was expecting a reaction of tears, of sobs, of yelling and anger, of incomprehensible and insane cries.
Not like this, currently, without saying a word, clutching your blood-soaked jacket, sitting silently in the back seat.
But what Changbin couldn't see was the bandaged hands that were clenched under the jacket.
What he can't see is the hostility in Minho's eyes.
4:00 AM:
It's not supposed to be like this.
Your house is not supposed to be so quiet.
When your kitten sees Minho come in from outside, he rubs against his leg.
Unbeknownst to this little fellow, his other owner was never coming home.
Minho dropped to his knees, startling the cat.
"It shouldn't be like this......"
He chuckled.
"It's all wrong."
5:00 AM:
For an hour he knelt where he was. His knees began to twitch and ache, and his calves went numb.
You were so strong, how could you just die like that?
You were smart, how could you let yourself be the hostage?
Why did it have to be you? Why did it have to be the one he loved?
He won't take it. He wasn't gonna take it. He will never take it.
"Wake up."
He began to slap himself, one after another, until his face turned red and even began to bleed.
But he wouldn't wake up.
Because it wasn't a dream.
7:00 AM:
When he stood up, he nearly fell right back to the ground.
He endured the pain on his face, the pain in his knee, the pain of his injury, and limped back to your bedroom.
He gets under the covers, puts his head on the pillow and looks at where you should be sleeping peacefully.
Smelling your scent, surrounded by the familiar aura, he closed his eyes.
He didn't know why he thought so, but he felt that, when he'd opened his eyes again, everything would go back to the way it was.
11:30 AM:
He was awakened by the movement of the cat.
He opened his eyes, you were still not there.
The pain in his body did not diminish at all, it was more painful than earlier.
The wounds on his hands, the wounds on his face, even the dull pain in the chest had multiplied.
Only now he also had a headache from only barely getting four hours of sleep.
After picking up your cat with one hand and tossing him off the bed, Minho headed for the bathroom.
11:45 AM:
Arriving in the kitchen, Minho took out two slices of bread.
When he finished cooking, he took out two plates.
Opening the drawer, he took out two forks.
He did for half an hour what could have been done in ten minutes.
Every little movement reminded him that there were supposed to be two people in the house.
12:50 PM:
After eating, Minho went to the living room and slumped on the couch.
He unconsciously looked to the door.
Like you were gonna push through the door the next second.
Though his heart told him again and again that it was impossible.
But even then, he kept looking over at the door every few minutes.
How pathetic.
1:30 PM:
The bank robbery last night was on the news.
"All three robbers have been apprehended, in the case -"
Before the newscaster finished, Minho turned off the TV.
It's playing surveillance footage from the bank.
He saw you.
For a second, the emotion he thought he had suppressed burst forth again.
4:30 PM:
What a slow day today.
It's only been some 10 hours since last night.
For Minho, it seems like years have passed.
You're in every nook and cranny of the house.
That painting you didn't finish, that laundry in the washing machine, that leftover food in the fridge...
Anger, depression, irritation, all kinds of emotions piled up, only to make him more and more confused.
Finally he decided to go for a walk.
5:30 PM:
How did he end up here?
He was standing in front of the bank, there was a crowd outside.
"Oppa!"
Just as he was about to turn around and walk away, a voice came from below.
"......"
He looked down at the source of the voice. It was a little girl, no more than five or six years old.
"Oppa, you are the boyfriend of the unnie/oppa who saved my life yesterday, right? Eomma told me!"
"Sooji! I told you to stop running! '
The girl's mother immediately catches up with her, looking apologetically at Minho.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I just turned my head for one second and she- Sooji come with Eomma, don't disturb-"
"You said...saved you?"
Minho ignored the mother's words and stared at the little girl.
"Yes! Sooji was taken by bad guys yesterday! If it weren't for unnie/oppa yesterday, Sooji would be dead by now! The TV said you were unnie/oppa's boyfriend! Do you know where they are?"
The child's innocent words pierced Minho's heart like needles.
Turns out you weren't chosen by the bandits after all.
You were trying to save someone......
"Mr. Lee, I'm really sorry... Sooji! Just give oppa the phone!"
Sooji, frowned, handing Minho the phone in her pocket and bows.
"Although I can't see unnie/oppa, if oppa does, please say thank you for me!"
Minho took the phone and nodded. The little girl didn't need to know.
"Mr. Lee, Mr/Ms. Y/L/N gave me this phone before they were taken hostage in place of my daughter, and I think it contains... there should be something for you......I am truly sorry for your loss."
The little girl was immediately led away by her mother, who made several more bows before she left.
He was holding your phone in his hand, it felt like it weighed several tons. He felt like he couldn't breathe.
He knew he couldn't stay here too long, so he quickly put your phone in his pocket and left the scene.
9:00 PM:
He thought he would be able to turn on the phone when he got home.
But it was as if some invisible power was holding him back.
No, it wasn't some invisible at all. It was him.
Because he knew that turning on your phone and reading the message...meant that......
He'd have to accept that you were dead.
11:00 PM:
Minho was back in your room, quivering.
He couldn't find the courage to turn on the phone.
But he knew he couldn't be so selfish.
This message was your last word, which meant that it wasn't just for him.
Even if it's for your parents, he had to open it.
Finally, curled up in your shared bed, Minho cradles your clothes in her arms, types in his birthday as the pin number, and opens your phone.
What pops up automatically was the notes app.
To Mom and Dad:
I'm sorry I can't be your child any longer. I love you two.
To Stray Kids:
I'm sorry for damaging your reputation. Please take care of Minho for me.
To Minho:
I will always love you.
With a few simple words, Minho's tears, which had been repressed for 23 hours, broke down. Like a burst of a waterfall, tears streamed down his cheeks and flew into his mouth, dripping onto his body, blurring his sight.
His hands clenched his chest, feeling the physical pain in his heart. He could only cry helplessly.
He clung to himself, looking for something to hold on to, but it was of no use.
All he could do was cry.
You have thought of the possibility that you might face death.
Even knowing that you might face death, you still chose to save that little girl.
He wanted to hate you, wanted to hate you for leaving him.
But he knew you, he knew you would make such a decision.
You really were the strongest, bravest person.
He loves you so much.
He doesn't want to stop loving you.
12:00 AM:
His pillow was soaked with tears, your tiny phone is in his arms, your jacket is over him.
It was as if you were there for him, holding him, protecting him.
"I too...will always love you."
He murmured to himself in a faint voice.
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soupbowl18 · 3 years
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That leads to you
Song inspo:
Paring: Gn! Reader X Bakugo
Genre: Angst with a touch of fluff
⚠️Warning⚠️: Cursing
A/n: Hiiii!!! Please if you want me to write something you would like, please don’t be shy to dm me!!! Would you guys like me to write headconons?
“I miss the taste of a sweeter life. I miss the conversation. I'm searching for a song tonight. I'm changing all of the stations”
It’s midnight, Bakugo is driving, trying to distract himself. He goes through every radio station just for background noise but all he could remember is you dancing on his passenger seat, jamming and laughing. Your smile scaring him.
“I like to think that we had it all. We drew a map to a better place”
You guys had so much planned. You guys wanted a better future, not only for yourselves, but for eachother. You guys planned to become number one hero’s, have a house together, maybe a pet together, or maybe a big family. You guys wanted a happy future.
“But on that road I took a fall. Oh baby why did you run away?”
Bakugo can’t help but remember that day you left. He said something that made you cry. Those tears broke his heart. You were tired of arguing with him. You packed your things and he tried to stop you but you pushed him away.
“I was there for you in your darkest times. I was there for you in your darkest nights”
He knew you gone through a lot, but he somehow forgets that. He was angry at himself. Why would let himself do that?
“But I wonder where were you? When I was at my worst. Down on my knees. And you said you had my back”
But he was also petty. He was angry at you for leaving him. He has done so much for you but you left him. Why would you leave him? He knows you’re strong you can handle anything. He knows you can handle his stupid fucking anger. He bangs at his wheel.
“I hear your voice in my sleep at night. Hard to resist temptation”
You wake up at midnight, Bakugo’s voice echoing in your head. You wanted to text him. But you want him to apologize. You miss him. You crave his touch. You want him right next to you.
“Cause all these strangers come over me. Now I can't get over you. No, I just can't get over you”
Every time you guys are finished battling a villain, citizens and new reporters flood around you. And you swear you saw them in the distance but you blink twice and it’s not them. You miss them a lot, you just wanna push everybody away and run to their place or call them but you have to put a mask on for your reputation.
“... I'm following the map that leads to you. The map that leads to you. Ain't nothing I can do. The map that leads to you. Following, following, following to you...”
It’s midnight again. You guys just said fuck it and started running to each other’s houses. You guys just don’t care anymore. Who cares if one of you had to apologize. You guys were craving one of other touch, kisses, smile, laugh. Both of you were just going left and right in the streets. Not caring if your houses were far. Both of you didn’t stop running. In the end, you guys meet up in the middle, on opposite sides. You both stand there, tired, gasping for air. Then, you two ran up to each other and hugged, falling to the floor.
“The map that leads to you following, following, following”
A/n: sorry for the bad grammar. HAPPY 2021!!! Commission are open!!!
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natashart · 4 years
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Heyo! Could you do some headconons for the MLQC boys with an s/o who is blind or legally blind? I’m legally blind myself (without my glasses or course), so I’m wondering how they might react to finding out and how they would help. Thank you very much!
Of course! I’m so sorry for the extremely long wait nonny! Life has been super hectic since I first started this blog, but with quarantine things have (in a way) finally calmed down! I hope you enjoy (if you ever find this anyways. It’s been so fucking long I’m sorry ksjafkdfksf). 
None of the boys would really treat you all that differently if you were legally blind/blind. I think they’d all agree on the fact that you are still a capable of taking care of yourself, even with your poor eyesight. But they certainly have their own ways of helping you when you need it!
Gavin:
Thinks you’re really cute with your glasses on :(( and isn’t afraid to let you know but he’ll definitely get all blushy and smiley hehe. He’s such a softy for you 
Is 100%!! Always there to help you !!! Being a total little bit of a mother hen, Gavin will gladly be one gust of wind away to help you out in any situation necessary. 
10/10 will read things out for you if you can’t make out the words and it’s honestly the cutest thing kjdkakdjkaf
Always really gentle if he’s helping you maneuver around areas that may be particularly cluttered 
Will call to make sure you have your glasses on in case you have a habit of forgetting 
Lowkey kinda worried that you might bump into an unseen pole and die or something but he’s also reassured by your own personal capabilities to not do that. He won’t totally treat you like you’re fragile, but he does take care to look out for you when he needs to
He just wants you to be safe :(
Will follow a lot of online tips on how to make his home more accessible for you, but for the most part, he’ll rely more on himself to assist you rather than anything else. He takes pride in being able to help and take care of you when needed
Easily the best at making you feel the most protected. He’s there for you whenever you need him, and in every single situation he’s always thinking of how to care for you/protect you! Maybe it seems a little suffocating at times, but Gavin is always the one to be on watchdog mode when it comes to your wellbeing. 
Kiro
Puts on your glasses for fun to see what he’ll look like in them lol
Look, MC! I look just like you don’t I?
Wouldn’t be surprised if he wears contacts himself, but he would totally buy a matching pair of glasses frames so he could twin with you
Always by your side with a patient smile whenever you need him. Much like Gavin, he loves helping you too! Definitely gives you more liberty to take care of yourself, though. 
Asks before offering assistance because he doesn’t want to step in your way
Kiro especially loves helping you because it means he gets to spend just that extra bit of time with you. You’re both working people with busy schedules, and with Kiro’s perpetually tight schedule sometimes it’s hard to really have that one-on-one alone time with each other. So he will happily come over and help whenever you need it.
Sometimes kind of of forgetful of your impairment and may not always be the best at giving you the most descriptive directions of where things are located. 
It’s on the left, MC!
...Kiro I’m blind
Will ask you if you have a heightened sense of smell or hearing or something to make up for your lack of vision lmao
Surprised by the seemingly lack of resources for people with vision impairments. He wants you to receive the same treatment as he does anywhere you two go!
Will definitely be a public advocate for improvements in public life for those with vision impairments!!!!! He’ll take to social media and even to the higher ups he’s acquainted with to support any measures that’ll improve daily life for people who are visually impaired (or have any other disabilities, really). 
Easily the best at making you find more sparkle in your life. Kiro knows having impaired vision is no bueno and can make like more difficult, but with him around, the little setbacks become less frustrating and more fun
Lucien
Is that bitch who will ask you how many fingers he’s holding up to test your vision
but as a joke
The most knowledgeable about such vision impairments!! Duh !!! He’s also got a wide range of knowledge on the best ways to help you. In that sense, he’s also the most relaxed about it
Is a fellow glasses wearer because we all know his vision is probably fucked from the many late nighters he’s pulled with his nose stuck in a textbook or something
Is probably knowledgeable enough to check up on your eyes for you, but he’ll suggest you visit a licensed practitioner anyways for most future needs
Would really love to take you out to a variety of exhibits that focus on more visual effects (i.e. an art museum, a film festival, an aquarium, etc.), but depending on the severity of your vision loss, he’s sure to find alternatives that you can fully enjoy as well! Will take you out to go listen to a beautiful concerto, visit a local animal shelter, or an art class instead!
Really good at describing things for you when you need it. He’s got a wide range of vocabulary and a really nice voice  so he’ll easy make anything as descriptive as possible for you
Will sometimes help you out without asking if you need it. Not in an unassuming “you can’t do anything” way. He just likes to play the part of prince charming. But for the most part, he’ll always ask to help before he does anything.
Will use this as an excuse to hold your hand or tuck your arm into his more often
Easily the best at making you feel the most included in whatever activity you’re partaking in. Will never make your lack of vision seem like a setback or a nuisance.
Victor
Offers you the best resources needed to help with your vision impairment. The best eye doctor, the best public services, etc.
He has a lot of connections with a lot of different people, so there’s no way he can offer you something other than the best of the best
Carries spare glasses with him that have your prescription or any other tool that’ll help you see 
For the most part,,,he really doesn’t treat you any differently. He’s not much of a coddler imo, so he’ll kind of leave you to your own devices 
That’s not to say that Victor won’t help at all--it’s far from that!--but he just won’t be constantly breathing down your neck to see if you need help. He really believes in your independence
His general help is in more subtle ways, like offering to drive you home every night so you don’t have to worry about walking alone in the dark, or conveniently ordering any business documents sent your way to have larger text font in order to help you read a bit better 
But if you ever need anything from him, you’ll get top quality service for sure!
Good at boosting your confidence. Perhaps he’s not overtly expressive in his praise, but his continual belief in your own capabilities to do things on your own really help you feel like more of a “normal” person.
Adds in little touches to all of his at-home facilities that’ll allow you to use everything he owns more freely
Huge supporter to charities for the blind. Will also directly fund city-wide projects that help the blind
Easily the best at making you feel the most confident! He really shows you that you’re just as capable at anyone else to be successful and thrive, and anyone who says otherwise can go to hell.
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I'm not sure whether or not you've talked about this before? But do you have any headcanons about Brainy's mother in the Supergirl-verse (or the Midvale AU)?
thanks for the ask, I have not talked about this before so i will give it ago. now the info we have on her is all but 3 lines 2 of which is about all of his family. the only time he talks about her at all (that i remember) is when Nia says 
“your mother raised you right.”
and he responses with
“no, no she most defiantly did not.” (or something to that affect) 
now we learn later in the season that Brainy used to be a criminal and was arrested before being apart of the legion. 
1) so I think one of my headcanon’s is that if she did raise him then she ‘made’ him a criminal or at least she was where he learnt it from.
2)  if she did abandon him then he acted out  by using her memory's as a guide (ancestral memory) 
3) i think a general HC i have about the brainiac’s is that Brainy is the only techno organic, the rest are AI or less solid based (like indigo) so there is that level of distance between him and is family but also the legion (not what the brainiac’s are but not what the legion are either) 
but going back to this little quote, we are not sure if it shows that he has an understanding of his mothers behaviour to him and how it hurt him, 
in that we don’t know what he is reacting to, is it 
‘your mother raised you’ or ‘raised you right’
As personal opinion I think its ‘right’ because literally right after this he has this exchange with Kara (about the flowers be brought)
“these are lovely”
“their not real”
we don’t see his face (and there is a whole thing when it comes to Kara and Brainy with flowers)
but coming off the heels of thinking of his mother the first thing that comes out of his mouth is the idea of if something is ‘real’ or not 
so I think in this show is mother might of hand a in raising him (or a bigger one then she has ever had before in the comics),  but she was not a real mother to him (a that a good mother) so he is answering Nia deeper then he realises 
“your mother raised you right” and is subtext response is (more or less)
‘no she did not, I don’t have a real mother’ 
or 
maybe he is the ‘not real one’ he is talking about. as I said Kara and Brainy had a small back and forth with ‘not real’ flowers (3x10) and (4x06)
Brainy’s intro was him breaking Kara of a ‘not real’ space (mind palace)
and his intro to the 4x06 scene is the same as the one in 3x10 (there has been some wonderful gif sets and fanvids with that in then) so the my mind is brought back to that place, and the first thing he dose is touch the flowers (in 3x10)
 so fake flowers a organic thing made inorganic (like brainy himself) so the line could mean (more or less)
 “your mother raised you right”
‘no, how could she, I’m not a real child.’
either way mad feels, so now that i have milked that to death. 
the second quote is 
“every member of my family is evil, and Mon el was always a bit dismissive.”
so Brainy calls them evil Brainy never talks in absolutes like this so he means it and the only Brainiac he would have had contact with is his mum so, not great.
 and I know people like to dunk on Mon el here, but if Brainy tells you someone is evil and unstoppable then you know he either 
1) tried and failed
2) was to scared or unable (due to age) to even try
so yikes, so basically the HC is 
1) Brainy has only interacted with is mum (when it comes to Brainiacs)
2) tried to stop or push back against her at a young age but failed (this may be why he left colu)
and the third time is 
“my ancestors, really bad people.” (more or less)
the main point to me here is that he calls them people, dispite some being full AI or whatever and you know evil,
so calling them people despite their actions is neat shows that there is room in Brainy to change how he sees his family (for good or for ill) 
this might lead into this seasons ‘the bottle episode’ like he will see and treat the brainiac that comes as a person (or how he views people) and seeing said new brainics reactions will speak volumes to that, and until the ep I’m HC that that brainiac is the past version of his mother.
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as for my midvale au (is it headconons if its my AU? oh well)
1) she was in life (to an extent) but spoiler 
2) he still remembers what she did (A.M) 
3) he left colu because of her (again to an extent, she got the ball rolling so to speak)
4) she was arrested on colu (for ‘reasons’ that are spoilers)
5) he has something of her’s with him (spoilers tho)   
6) she rebooted him once 
7) she has fought the legion 
8) she lies 
and that is about as much as i will reveal about that for now.
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OC Interview Meme
tagged by: noone, got in the mood for :D And maybe s.o. is curious enough to read about my Inquizzy boi? _____ [shortly after Trespasser, but still with his marked hand. And headconon is Bi!Solas.]
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1. What is your name?
“Sam’ael, from the dalish clan Lavellan. But most just know me as wrong Herold of Andraste, Inquisitor, wild freaking elf who saved the world’s ass?“
2. What is your real name?
He raises an eybrow ...
3. Do you know why you were called that?
“As I know, my parents picked a mythological name up from the shems and simply transfered them into our culture.”
4. Are you single or taken?
He utters a brief laugher, “Well... it is sth... complicated.”, and he swiftly pets the jawbone hanging around his neck, “And no. No futher comment for.” His right hand rises to hush the person infront of him.
5. Have any abilities or powers?
“Well, I used to close the holes in the sky with that glowy magical thing on my hand but now it is more like a huge pain in the ass...”, in a stern honest he glares to his left hand. *I am quite good with the bow?”, he looks up while Sera giggles out laud in the brackground and he turned his head slightly around to her, smiling. “Yes, I am and you know it!” Sera snorts and giggles louder.
6. Stop being a Mary Sue.
”By the dread -”, he begins and stopps immediatly, “...fuck it.”, just a whisper is to hear, “A what?”, Sam’ael looks confused to the others around him. ”What is that supposed to mean?” 7. What’s your eye color?
He bend over and stares straight to the interviewer...
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“As you can see?”, and smirks.
8. How about your hair color?
“You’re kidding....” and an arkward break happens . “Ehm, well. Brown-reddish.”
9. Have you any family members?
“My whole clan, actually. And my companions, on who I grew, too. It is not just blood, like anyone want it to be.”
10. Oh? What about pets?
“Pets.”, he repeated, “How odd.” Now the interviewer looks confused. “I like the company of animals, yes. Except of huge spiders...”, Sam’ael wispers to himself. “But completly free as they like. Not that I own them.”
11. That’s cool I guess, now tell me about something you don’t like.
“You know exactly how dangerous ANY answer of this can be for me and or the former ppl of the Inquisition.”, and a huge smirk appears on his lips.
“So, let’s keep it simple. Cities. Loud, crowdy cities. How can you manage to live there? To ever get used to that?”, he ask desperately. “Oh, come on, ‘Quiz-- I mean, Sam’i. Don’t do that elfy thing, will ya?!”, Sera rolls with the eyes. “Oh, come on! Don’t do that non-elfy thing, will ya?”, he echoes her tone grinning.
12. Do you have any hobbies/activities you like doing?
“Find places to hide, take a lot of books and arty things with me. And escape in a forgotten or commonly unknown world? Playing some lute? Drinking in taverns? Maybe mocking some nobles? Training my aiming with the bow? “Fucking some elfy-elf and thinking no one is around? ... Ewgh.”, a girl-voice adds. “SERA.”, he turns back, eyes wided and got another idea. “Ah! Sitting in huge spas and having some cheese weels on my eyes! That was great!”
13. Ever hurt anyone before?
“Sure.”
14. Ever… killed anyone before?
“Indeed. But not that’s sth. I quite like to do..”
15. What kind of animal are you?
“I guess sth. like an eagle or a hawk.” He looks far away while thinking of some animals.
16. Name your worst habits.
“Too much thinking, too much caring. Maybe low self-care.? And a bit too flirty. The more drinking before, the worst it gets.”, he winks.
17. Do you look up to anyone at all?
“Yes. In our ranks workes an really talented mages with much of knowledge for those who want to listen. Such ppl are rare and I enjoyed hi--”, again he gets interrupted. “Oh yea, he REALLY enjoyed this special freaky.” And while Sera finishes laughing, she gets dragged out of the room by Sam’ael. “By Elganan. Too much information she knows. Thanks Varric.”, he snorts.
18. Gay, straight, or bisexual?
“Many hints were already given, so it is no langer a neccessary secret. I am pansexual. Preference to a fascinating character of someone.”
“Generally.” he adds, and get reminded of some flirty and spontaniously activities with a quite fascinating qunari warrior.
19. Do you go to school?
“I got sth like that in my clan, yes. Unfortunatly not that intense education like a keeper’s first - I have no magical abilities - but I was quite motivated to be as good as them I could manage.”
20. Do you ever want to marry and have kids one day?
“Who knows.”, he waves aside the question.
21. Do you have any fanboys/fangirls?
He snorts while laughing.
22. What are you most afraid of?
“Being left alone. Made responsible for any little failure I could have made. Especially while running the Inquisition, you know. The preasure and weight on your shoulders. You can easily break, if you try to keep all by yourself.” Sam’ael clears his throat, “But someone was needed and... I already got quite deep in that mess with this mark on my hand...”, he shruggs.
23. What do you usually wear?
“That quite fancy pyjama, I currently wear?”, he smiles. “I really love it
24. Do you love someone?
He only nods sadly.
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25. When was the last time you wet yourself?
“Oh shitty boy, did you EVER fight against 2 blighted orks and one powerful emissary?! In the deepest fucking caves you ever was?!”, he  fursiously gestures while speaking. “You can be lucky if you just wet yourself, man!”
26. Well, it’s not over yet!
“It’s about time I need a drink, I guess.”, he crossed his legs again and rests his head on his fist.
27. What class are you? (High class, middle class, low class)
“For the most of Thedas the lowest. And you know it yourself quite well, right.”
28. How many friends do you have?
“A few, but quite good!”, he smiles while thinking of really knowing ppl behind his back.
29. What are your thoughts on pie?
“Give me some of these filly little cakes of Orlaise and I am aaaaall yours.”, he winks confidently.
30. Favorite drink?
“Rum. Especially our home made one. Your shem’s is... drinkable.”, Sam’ael admits coy.
31. What’s your favorite place?
“The emerald graves are fascinating. And so peaceful and calming.”, he dreamly replies. “Except for the giants - better keep distance.” , he adds. “But in contrary, the Fallow mire with its dark and mysterious secrets and tragedy is hella exciting, too.”
32. Are you interested in someone?
“In someone, yes.”
33. What’s your bra cup size and/or how big is your willy?
“Who is asking?“, a brow is rising slowly by this strange question.
34. Would you rather swim in the lake or the ocean?
“Both, I guess.”
35. What’s your type?
“Have character. With all your good and also odd habits.”
36. Any fetishes?
“Oh, yes. Maybe The Iron Bull will tell you more about, if you ask nicely?”
37. Seme or uke? Top or Bottom? Dominant or Submissive?
“Isn’t it boring to be put in just one role?”, he asks opently and tilts his head.
38. Camping or indoors?
“I am used to camping, but Fuck. After sleeping in such huge bed it is quite easy to choose indoors.”
39. Are you wanting the interview to end?
“For fucks sake, please. I really need a drink right now.”
40. Now it’s over! Tag 3 people
“Thank you!”, and immedialy, after a short bow, he steps aside Bull taking his drink.
tagging: @loohconrado @morganeskylar & whomever wants to do it.
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Oh saint of writing, bees, logicality and... babies. I hopeth foreth someth headconons about freeckledeth loganeth and a bakereth pattoneth. Thanketh youeth.
Did someone say headcanons about freckled Logan and baker Patton??? 
-Logan hates his freckles. He always has, and he wears makeup to cover them up. 
-Logan wanders into the new bakery in his neighborhood, because it smells delicious, and as enticing as the various pastries in the case are, nothing can compare to the smiling man behind the counter. 
-Logan absolutely fumbles with his money and feels like he’s making an absolute fool of himself. 
-Patton thinks he’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen in his life, and impulsively writes his number on the bag with a “call me
-Logan almost chokes when he finds it.
-They start texting, and pretty soon they’re dating. Patton routinely gives Logan delicious baked goods to try, and Logan helps him research and improve recipes, offering valuable feedback. 
-The first time Patton sees Logan’s freckles, he had swung by Logan’s apartment super early to bring him a new muffin and some fresh coffee. He wanted to surprise him. Logan answered the door in pajama pants, and a T-shirt, his hair adorably ruffled, but all Patton could see was the adorable smattering of freckles across the bridge of Logan’s nose. 
-There may or may not have been squealing involved.
-Logan wanted to curl up and die, but Patton was so in love with his freckles. In fact, Patton made it his mission to kiss each and every single one. 
-Maybe after that, Logan stops wearing foundation as much. 
-Maybe he decides that freckles aren’t so bad. 
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