Send me some numbers, and I will tell you:
- What does their bedroom look like?
- Do they have any daily rituals?
- Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?
- What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?
- Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)
- Eating habits and sample daily menu
- Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time
- Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging
- Makeup?
- Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?
- Intellectual pursuits?
- Favorite book genre?
- Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?
- Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)
- Biggest and smallest short term goal?
- Biggest and smallest long term goal?
- Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress
- Favorite beverage?
- What do they think about before falling asleep at night?
- Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?
- Turn-ons? Turn-offs?
- Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?
- How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?
- Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?
- How do they see themselves 5 years from today?
- Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?
- What is their biggest regret?
- Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?
- Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)
- Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)
- Most prized possession?
- Thoughts on material possessions in general?
- Concept of home and family?
- Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)
- What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?
- What makes them feel guilty?
- Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?
- Would they consider themselves a Type A or Type B personality?
- What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?
- Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?
- How misanthropic are they?
- Hobbies?
- How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?
- Religion?
- Superstitions or views on the occult?
- Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?
- If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?
- How do they express love?
- If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?
- Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?
Category: Uncategorized
Specific headcanons–Go!
Put one (or more) of these in my ask box, and I’ll answer them!
☾ : Sleep headcanon
☠ : Drinking/drunk headcanon
☼ : Childhood headcanon
☯ : Genderbent headcanon
⋆ : Sex headcanon
☮ : Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon
☄ : Any AU headcanon (modern, school, medieval, and so on)
♤ : Cooking headcanon
☻ : Mood headcanon
♒ : Any other question of your choosing
if you can think of a ship, i will answer either of these sets of questions for them:
- big spoon/little spoon:
- favorite non-sexual activity:
- who uses all the hot water:
- most trivial thing they fight over:
- who does most of the cleaning:
- what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue:
- who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working:
- who steals the blankets:
- who leaves their stuff around:
- who remembers to buy the milk:
- who remembers anniversaries:
or
- who cooks normally?:
- how often do they fight?:
- what do they do when they’re away from each other?:
- nicknames for each other?:
- who is more likely to pay for dinner?:
- who steals the covers at night?:
- what would they get each other for gifts?:
- who kissed who first?:
- who made the first move?:
- who remembers things?:
- who started the relationship?:
- who cusses more?:
- what would they do if the other one was hurt?:
so fuckin down to talk about shipping rn i dont think you understand. remember to tell me first set or second set of questions !
important headcanons to consider:
- can they use chopsticks
- what do they do when they cant sleep
- what would they impulse buy at the grocery store
- what order do they wash things in the shower
- what’s their coffee order
- what sort of apps would they have on their smartphone
- how do they act around children
- what would they watch on tv when they’re bored and nothing they really like is on
domesticity meme for Reine, Laura, Emil and Myrrine
- big spoon/little spoon:
- favorite non-sexual activity:
- who uses all the hot water:
- most trivial thing they fight over:
- who does most of the cleaning:
- what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue:
- who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working:
- who steals the blankets:
- who leaves their stuff around:
- who remembers to buy the milk:
- who remembers anniversaries:
Reine/Liara
- Reine is usually the big spoon
- Sitting on the couch together tinkering(Reine)/researching(Liara)
- Reine for sure
- Whose biotic amp is better
- They only clean when it gets really bad/they are going to have company
- Tali and Joker somehow
- Reine fixes it herself
- Liara
- They both do
- Reine bc she has an app on her omnitool to remind her
- Liara is good for remembering the date but Reine goes all out when she remembers what day it is
Laura/Traynor
- Traynor is the big spoon
- Talking tech
- Traynor
- Traynor using up all the hot water
- Laura
- They take turns
- EDI
- They manage to share
- Traynor
- EDI
- Laura
Emil/Steve
- Steve is the big spoon
- Watching the ships at the docking bay
- They shower together to save on water but maybe not time 😉
- Steve working too hard
- They share the workload
- Emil
- Steve fixes it
- no one, the blankets usually get kicked off in the middle of the night
- Emil
- Steve
- Steve
Myrrine/Kaidan
- Myrrine is the big spoon
- Napping
- Myrrine
- Myrrine dirtying a new cup instead of reusing the empty one
- Kaidan
- They take turns
- Kaidan
- Kaidan
- Myrrine (especially empty coffee cups)
- Myrrine
- Kaidan
“I can’t believe you snort when you giggle” Varric grins teasingly.
“I can’t believe you’re a jerk” Bianka huffs hiding a smile.
“Awww, don’t be like that Giggles, I think it’s cute!”
Varric’s shoulders shake with silent laughs. Bianka narrows her eyes and smirks.
“I’ll show you cute.” She tackles him to the bed and her fingers accidentally poke him in the side. He makes a noise halfway between a squeek and a laugh and squirms away before freezing, staring at her wide eyed.
“Oh my god you’re ticklish!” She crows delightedly grinning like a loon before mercilessly attacking his sides.
“I-haha-am-hahaha-not! heehehehee” He dissolves into a fit of giggles and tries to squirm out from beneath her; it’s unsuccessful.
“Ohoho, you are never living this down! I’m telling Isabela!”
“You are a terrible person.” He gasps between laughs.
She laughs, loud and clear, and stops her attack. Breathless, he stares up at her and smiles; he’ll pay her back once he gets his breath back but right now he just wants to look at her. He thinks she’s beautiful, especially when she laughs. A flash of teeth inside brightly coloured lips stretched wide in a grin next to dark skin, lighter than Isabela’s but much darker than his, covered in freckles. Her grey eyes crinkle stretching the tattoo that starts beside one eye and curves across her nose to end beside the other.
She called it a phoenix “a fire bird, haven’t you heard of them? They have brightly coloured feather, usually red and gold, and can travel using fire. When they die they’re reborn from the ashes. They’re not real of course but they are pretty” He thinks it suits her burning hot, she’s always so warm, colourful, whether it’s her makeup personality or her words, and the part about being reborn? He lost count how many times she fell and he thought she had died when there would be a faint blue glow near her heart, a sharp intake of breath and she’d open her eyes, get up and be perfectly fine in minutes.
“Varric?”
“Hmmm?”
“Lost in thought?”
“Hmmm. Have I told you that you’re beautiful recently?”
He can see her blush and he loves that he can do that to her with just a few well chosen words. She’s not easily flustered so it feels like an accomplishment whenever he manages it. She smirks and is back in control and he loves that too.
“Not recently no.”
“Well I guess I’ll have to remedy that.”
“I guess so”
“You’re beautiful and…”
“And?”
He smirks and expertly flips them over and relentlessly tickles her sides pulling that giggle snort out of her that started this whole thing.
“And you should know better than to let your guard down like that.”
“You jerk! hahaaha”
He presses a kiss to her lips soft and sweet. She smiles and leans up to take another before he can pull away fully. He loves that about her, she’s never shy about what she wants but she always makes sure it’s what he wants too.
“So…” She runs her fingers across the stubble on his face. “Have I told you that you’re handsome recently?”
She likes throwing his own words back at him but in this instance he can live with it.
“Hmmm. No, I don’t think you have.” A lazy smirk curls on his face.
“Guess I’ll have to fix that, huh?”
She can’t say remedy without thinking of Sol’s shop and laughing. Some of her jokes are really bad but he doesn’t mind. He knows he’s told his fair share of bad jokes.
“Looks like it”
“Well. I think you’re handsome” She kisses his nose and that makes him blush, something that’s much harder to do usually. “I especially like your stubble and the way it scratches against my skin.”
She winks, letting him know she doesn’t mean her cheeks and he laughs.
“I’ll be sure to keep my hair just long enough to do so. Just for you Baby Girl.”
“You’re going to run out of nicknames for other people if you give them all to me you know”
“Hmmm. They’ll just have to cope knowing they’re not as important.”
She grins and pulls him down for another kiss. Varric thinks he could live his life like this, with this woman. Next to her, commitment doesn’t sound so scary. He grins back and meets her halfway. No he definitely doesn’t see a problem with doing this for the rest of his life; soft kisses, tickle fights, stubble scratching in all the right places. That all sounded just fine to him.
A heavy weariness weighed down her shoulders, her mouth set in a thin line. She was glad to be alone in her cabin, away from the rest of the crew. Such a look would surely worry them far more then it needed to.
She was normally full of jokes and smart remarks, but some days she felt like she deserved a medal for just getting out of bed. She was Commander Fucking Shepard, she had to keep a positive outlook on life and fix everyone’s problems. She wasn’t allowed feel sad, lonely, tired or just plain fed up.
Some days she just wanted to go to sleep and never wake up, but she had a galaxy to save and no one else was going to do it while she got a few minutes of uninterrupted sleep. Was that really so much to ask. Just. A few minutes.
She dragged her hands down her face and took a deep breath. She was fine. She had to be. People were counting on her. She could have a breakdown later, she had a job to do.
You’d think I’d be mad at him, hate him, vow vengeance, scream and cry about how unfair it was. But I don’t-I don’t do any of these. I don’t feel. I don’t try to convince Harrowmont my innocence. I don’t spit Bhelen’s name out like venom. I don’t wallow in self-pity. I just. Don’t.
Perhaps it hasn’t sunk in yet. That this is really happening. That I’ve been stripped of my caste, sentenced to the Deep Roads, branded traitor, charged with fratricide and my own father won’t even hear my side of the story. That Trian is dead. That Bhelen is the cause of all of it. That my best friend has been exiled to the surface. That if I don’t find these Grey Wardens, I’ll find my death instead.
It all seems so surreal. Like it’s happening to someone else and I’m just along for the ride, not actually experiencing it. Or a bad dream that I just can’t seem to wake up from. I’ll wake up and Trian will be alive with his stupid condescending attitude. Bhelen will share a secret smile with me as we make fun of the other nobles. Father will actually listen to me when I talk. Gorim will sneak kisses after sparring practice and we’ll be terrible flirts together.
Shelffin McShelroy 