♥︎ ▪︎ Misty ▪︎ ♥︎

Oh??? You mean me??? Also tried to actually write something omg

Awwwweee

Boy is sooooo flustered

He’s like covering his face with his hands cause he’s just a blushy mess

He loves you so much

You do wonders for his confidence

He does the flappy hands sometimes too!!!

“You look so cute!!!! Love you!”

And he just 👏👋👋👏👋👏👋👏👋👋👏🙌👋🙌🙌👋

He reaaallly likes it when you call him “gorgeous” or “pretty” cause like. Handsome is good, but he’s been called handsome by every aunt and uncle and weird moms-business-partners since forever

But he loves you so much

Edric is a beautiful man when he’s sleeping.

Maybe it’s because his waking hours are spent holding magic to keep himself Handsome, hiding his face, his adorable, real face, from everyone around him.

But now, curled up into your side and sighing, he is the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen.

“You’re so pretty, Ed”

You’re not expecting him to hear you, but you can see him blush and hide a smile, snuggling further into you, “cmon, you can’t just say stuff like that…”

“It’s true!”

He giggles at that, slouching his arm across his face and resting the other around your shoulder. You count the marks on his face, the little whiskers above his lips. Titan, what you’d give to kiss him. He’s so perfect.

“You’re staring,” he says.

“Can I kiss you?”

He opens his eyes and looks at you incredulously, and shit, his eyes are pretty, too, “We’re dating and I love you, so, um, yes? please?”

hehehe, pathetic little pigeon man

I really liked those headcanons (or whatever this type of writing is called, I don't really understand😔) where the deity!reader is super huge😆😆

Unfortunately, I don't remember the author, but if they see this, I want to tell them that they write wonderfully!

If it's not too much of a bother, I always wondered what your ideas or interpretations of each characters race and/or nationality!

After reading about your post on Inforcer, Christy and Kohl— it peeked my interest when you mentioned that Inforcer is Bloxinesian (Polynesian, that's freaking peak word play)— so I wanted to know your takes on the different races/nationality in robloxian! (other than Guests, Noobs and bacon heads)

I love reading other people's take on the lore of Roblox/Forsaken, since you can do so much with what you have (and also the latter's lore is about to orbit into oblivion with how much they changin' stuff🤦‍♀️—)

So I'd love to hear your thoughts/Rambles about this topic! —if you have any, you'd like to talk about👉👈 —

With at most sincerity, Aqqwa🪼🩵

Hio! I've been itching for this.

Race works kinda weird in my headcanon.

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All players are made of different types of clay. That in itself doesn't correlate with race. To me, it's like if the other human species still existed, like neanderthals and denisovans. Obviously not to the same extent in regards to physical differences.

Noobs are sandy clay. Somehow 2x2 has preprogrammed them to strictly stick to their iconic color scheme.

Guests are silty clay. Silt is found near river banks, they're the rarest type. They face a similar issue of being forced to wear a color scheme or type of clothing. Noobs and Guests actually share a close history together. Perhaps its how rivers and the oceans are connected, that their destinies are naturally intertwined by design. But in Guests' early years, they heavily resembled Noobs before 2x2 perfected their Guest clay recipe to a finer design.

So fine, that the soil turns into clay, creating a different group of people entirely. Bacons are pure clay.

Users are a loamy clay, a perfect mix of the three types of soils. Because of this mix, they're free to wear and look however they like.

Race is determined by glaze but also the creator(s) of the account. A group of Robloxians can be yellow, but all are different races. Like Shed, Doom and Noob. Their respective creator(s) pass on their own traits during account creation.

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NPCs aren't made of clay, for example Clockwork and Veeronica.

Speaking of, Clockwork is Vietnamese. Based off of the actual guy.

Veeronica is black. There's official humanized art of her and she's really pretty.

In the case of NPCs, their race is determined by creator AND environment during their early years.

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Nosferatu is Hungarian and black. This is more of a pun cause he's known for his gluttonous ways and love of candy (yet his waist is still snatched... it's not fair💔). Hungary also used to own the area Dracula took place in. Cool reminder that Dracula exists in Nosferatu's neglected lore.

Taph is unknown. I feel like specifying would go against their characterization too much.

Chance is mixed. He's part black (Haitian Creole), white (French), and Asian (Filipino). I got inspired by my friend Meh who drew him with braids.

Builderman is of west eastern descent. Meh jokes he's Jesus with the way his race fluctuates. Get this enby a TRUE! Plus, I firmly see him as a carpenter prior to his ascension to Adminhood. He's Jesus-coded... He still grew up in the south though.

Shedletsky is the whitest man alive. He larps as someone with Polish heritage. I'm saying "larp" cause we all know he's Telamon. His ancestors weren't from Poland... he doesn't even have any ancestors. There's no easter bunny... there's no tooth fairy... and there's NO mamaletsky...

1x1x1x1 is white. She is Shedletsky's white guilt (joke stolen from Meh).

Dusekkar is Mexican. For the sole reason that the oldest record of pumpkins originates from Mexico. Meh also says he "has the soul of a yearning Mexican man" and I was like yeah, I see it. He's the kind of guy to play music outside your window in the dead of night while he cries for you with a giant bouquet of roses in hand.

Noob is white. They still face oppression since they're a Noob, but because they are white, it's not to the same extent as Sixer. Their differences contributes to their divide and turmoil.

Sixer is Japanese, cause my friend's design is based off of an oni and its really cool. Fully Guest.

1337 is Samoan and Filipino. I saw a beautiful headcanon by mattastr0phic on Tumblr. I am projecting my issues with racial disconnect and whitewashing onto 1337.

Daisy is white. Like white Mexican, she was a no sabos kid, but makes an attempt to learn her language and teach it to Charlotte.

007n7 is part bacon but fully white. Another headcanon I stole from Meh. I want bacon burger... He's German cause burgers actually come from that country.

Coolkidd is west asian, I'm not sure what country specifically though. I also took this headcanon from Meh. I know it's a weird look to have the little brown boy as a terrorist, but hear me out. It's him feeling pressured by his environment and racial stereotypes to conform to negative biases. He was already outcasted by his peers for who his father is, his appearance and neurodivergency. He felt like he had to act a certain way to fit in and gain the attention of his father, which would be acting out using 007n7's old GUI. I cannot wait to write C00lkidd's story cause I'm genuinely drawn to his character arc.

Doombringer is African American. Based off of what the official designer behind Doom said on Twitter. My personal voiceclaim for him is the rapper Count Bass D (who is a black man). Meh said they think he'd have a lisp and I agreed.

Itrapped is Russian. Ice guy getting typecasted as a slav... I know. I mostly follow this headcanon cause I like to imagine Doombringer is a weeb for Russian culture and is secretly jealous of Itrapped.

Jane -> Indigenous. She's Cherokee! Cool fact, I hc her surname to be "Awiakta" which means "Eye of the deer." I wanted her surname to be a nod to John's, while also emphasizing her observance.

John -> English. Mr. Whitebread. He's a wacky white guy, like Jerma. His equivalence to Jerma is genuinely important for characterization.

Mafioso is Italian. That's his personality.

Elliot is Greek. Nod to how pizzas prior to their modernization were from Greece. I read this somewhere in the 5th grade. It's been with me for about a decade. Also messenger Elliot skin...

Two Time? More like too Thai. Why? Aura. And Meh suggested that.

Slasher is white. He's Estonian and English. I have no idea why, that's what pops up in my head.

Noli is black. Usually, I'd put a more detailed description to his background, but I'm still figuring out some lore pieces.

Spectre would be white.

Ocs

7738 is fully Guest and Indian.

Nobody but me gaf about Noel, but he is bacon and white.

Kohl is dutch (this is a nod to the irl guy) and half-Guest.

Inforcer is bloxinesian, italian, and a little angel.

Christy is Argentinian and Welsh. Her middle name "Evita" was a pun for eighty, but also is a Argentinian name. "Evans" is a Welsh surname, and a pun for seven.

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“Good memories can do a lot. Hold on to them… and cherish the people around you. You never know when they’’ll be gone.”

Maybe headcanons for a sweet reader?

An innocent and decent girl who was roomed with 007n7? Headcanons for them, it doesn't matter if it's sfw or nsfw, I just want 007n7 in college ^^or something similar, but a reader with mommy vibes, lol.

Anyway, 007n7 x reader plss!

-𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖞𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖆

YES MY FIRST REQUEST! And as for a reader with mommy vibes, I'm assuming something among the lines of caring, gentle and nice but still a little stern when needed cause that shows that she cares! I do feel like I didn't exactly lean into this element enough while writing this out however... oof I am still new to using the headcanon format, so I did try to condense it without using too much filler. I don't think I exactly did it, but hopefully I can adjust to it better as I post more.

college!007n7 x fem!reader: dorm mates edition

warnings: both SFW and NSFW, possible ooc, afab reader, minor corruption kink, semi-public sex, very indulgent (to me), kinda all over the place(?), oral (both male and fem receiving)

uhh. happy april fools!!

tw: yandere, obsession, lowercase on purpose, bad english, violence, etc.

imagine that you are dr. harley sawyer's sister, his only younger sister, the one who spent her childhood and mostly her life at his side.

you always noticed that your brother was... obsessive about absolutely everything; the cleanliness, the order, his investigations, even with you, but you didn't think anything serious, you just believed that he was controlling and that's it, a small defect.

until I took you as a supervisor to the toy factory: "playtime co."

at first they were easy tasks, making him coffee, making sure the doors were really closed and secured, helping him organize papers, things like that.

and that's what you thought you were going to do the rest of your work for, but your dear brother had... other plans.

you were always very kind, you had a cute but not naive nature, so, trusting harley, you decided to follow all her new conditions and jobs.

he also said that you would meet the emblematic figures of the factory, the toys!

you were so excited and nervous.

you soon discovered that everything you believed about the factory and your brother seemed to be an illusion.

you could see them breathing, with sad, hungry faces, looking at you with predatory eyes.

your first encounter with any of the toys is with huggy wuggy and kissy missy, who were forced to give you a hug and wave.

you could notice their sharp glances, with genuine curiosity, and also with a spark of confusion, probably because there is someone new.

you listen to everything the scientists explain, about the experiments, what you will do and how much they will pay you, all under the command of your brother, who was an important agent in the playtime company.

you want to scream at them that what they do with these "experiments" (which from what you heard are just children) is cruel, inhuman, almost nauseating, no one and nothing deserves to be treated like a pig in the slaughterhouse.

but you knew that they could use that worry and anger against you, oh, you knew it well by the cold and calculating look in their eyes.

so... decide to accept the conditions and keep this job.

what you did do was confront your brother, you told him how horrible this was and that you didn't know what he had become.

but harley sweetened your ear, saying that it was for reasons that you couldn't understand, that you are her beautiful and dear sister, that everything had an explanation that you weren't ready for, and ending with how much he loves you.

you wanted to believe him, that the harley in front of you was the same brother with whom you made pajamas and ate sweets in the early morning.

you had no choice but to accept all his explanations, while you murmured to him that you loved him too.

you really loved him, little you loved her hero.

as a supervisor, you were quite friendly, you gave them a little more than the portions they assigned you, you walked through different hallways where they were... the 'experiments' and, since you didn't have much to do in your day, since you didn't have many friends, you had a good salary, you rarely went out and your only family (harley) is always busy, you spent almost every day — except the nights — inside the hidden part of the factory.

most of them were afraid, repulsed or respected you, for the simple fact that you were a sawyer and that your brother was quite influential, especially in toys, they seemed to be more afraid than repudiated.

your first real encounter with one of the experiments was when you led huggy wuggy to his "room" (if you can call his white room that) and you stayed chattering with him, you didn't tie him up so tightly and you always gave him candy, trying to get along really well with him, you praised him and you were quite careful with him.

at first huggy was defensive, always looking at you with suspicion and tense with you, but as the days went by he became more... obedient to you.

sure, his anger attacks were scary, but other than that he was very kind to you and it even seemed like he was trying to control himself with you.

he was a good toy, one of the most obedient in general, but with you he was calmer.

maybe because he was created to be 'a security guard' or something like that..

oh, and with kissy missy! she is the one you advanced the fastest with, although she is distrustful like all toys, she was quite shy and afraid, so it was easy to get close to her.

after going to see huggy, you would go to his room and talk to her, she would always respond with yes and no, shaking her head.

she was even calmer than huggy.

although they still didn't let you enter their rooms and you could only talk to them both through the armored glass that separated them, they seemed happy with your company.

they became so attached to you that they always required your presence when they were mobilized or when they were educated with videos of miss gracie.

huggy wuggy had fits of rage if he wasn't with you or you weren't watching him, the workers would beg you to help them by just being there, they were afraid of what huggy could do even with protection.

kissy missy directly refused anything if you didn't guide her, she didn't even eat if you weren't there, she didn't leave her room even with threats.

so you had to be with them most of the time, trying not to let any of them get out of control.

and the scientists gave you permission to enter their rooms!

oh, and they gave you more toys to supervise.

first it was mommy long legs who you met, she was quite hostile to you, even though you were very nice.

she refused to see you and screamed that she didn't want any more disgusting adults, they had to put her to sleep with an injection to make her stop screaming.

when you saw her again, you had bought some dolls for her that you thought she might like, since you had been told that she had some strange fixation with that.

you don't think she's strange, she's still a little girl and it's obvious that she would like real plastic toys and not experiments.

mommy long legs looked at you confused when you offered her the dolls again through where you handed her the plate of food, you explained that it was a gift for her, that you wanted to start off right and that you hoped to get along with her.

you felt her staring at the dolls, almost in admiration, she didn't respond quickly but you heard the whisper of a thank you.

you smiled, although you knew you might get scolded for coddling the experiments.

since that day mommy was excited when you arrived.

she wasn't very happy that you were separated by the glass in her room, but you still managed to have fun with her, like creating dance games or 'simon says', until she let you into her room.

you joke and give her candy when she does things well, you pamper her and give her all your attention when you have to visit her.

mommy soon discovered that if you could enter other rooms like huggy's or kissy's

and to say she was upset was an understatement.

she yelled at you, saying how could you do that with others and not with her, that you can go play house with that kissy missy, always playing the victim!

you had to explain to her how things worked, the orders from your superiors and when you could visit her.

mommy was still angry with you, sometimes ignoring you or annoying you with interruptions or sarcasm.

do you notice he has a problem with kissy missy and—... poppy?

you were seriously wondering who poppy was.

eventually she stopped being so angry with you, it may be because she was already able to enter her room thanks to her cooperation — somewhat abrupt but cooperation nonetheless — at playtime.

every time you went, she had already prepared what they would play and made your hair.

"oh, dear! you look like such a CUTE little doll!!"

her voice excited with each hairstyle that made your heart soften, as if she were really a little girl.

she hates it when you're late coming to his room, she throws tantrums when other scientists come over, and she always talks about you with other toys.

so you have to go every time they need to move her or analyze her, like with huggy and kissy, but unlike them, you have to talk to her and chatter, smiling sweetly to make her relax.

you noticed something strange while you were taking care of most of them; it left you letters, letters with small thanks, the handwriting wasn't the best, but also with strange messages of 'you are the one' or things like that.

you decided to answer, maybe it's a worker or a toy that is grateful for its other friends or even a new toy, whatever.

when you responded you did it with some dessert or small sweet, trying to be kind and sweet, you thanked him and you felt deeply flattered.

leaving that aside, they gave you even more toys to supervise, since you had helped with mommy, who was one of the most stubborn to cooperate, which made you more... apt to continue your work.

the next toys you met was the smiling critters, who were very afraid of you, you could see it in the way they reacted, while huggy and kissy were indifferent and mommy was aggressive, the smiling critters stood behind their 'leader': dogday.

however, dogday was very kind to you, introducing himself and the other critters.

you smiled sweetly at him as you introduced yourself as well.

dogday was calm, didn't really make trouble and not only listened to you chatter when you came to supervise them, but he also responded, with his points of view and joking.

you had a lot of fun with it, and soon the other critters began to trust you more, seeming happy when you were the one visiting them.

dogday started calling you by a nickname: angel.

you felt so special in that moment, so especial.

the scientists soon let you into their room, the smiling critters were the most obedient toys so the process was quick.

all the little ones climbed on your lap, on your shoulders and one or another on your head and dogday sat next to you, watching you have fun with the little ones.

they were definitely the kindest and sweetest toys you knew at the time, especially dogday, who would stroke your hair and lay on your lap, or you would lay on his.

when he lays down on your lap you pet him, enjoying how soft his fur is, and sometimes he even falls asleep on your lap.

they don't really try to control you, but they beg you not to be late, it comes more from a protective side, especially dogday, who always stuck to you like gum if you took a second longer than stipulated.

It was tender but somewhat suffocating.

and then there's catnap, a separate member of the smiling critters but was originally created to belong to them.

a purple cat, cat-nap, duh.

when you met him, he simply didn't react, as if you weren't there, he raised his head and you could notice the terrifyingly skeletal body he had.

are you sure that catnap could hear the screams and reproaches you made to the scientists who were with you because of how loud your voice was, saying what the hell they thought they were doing with catnap, how could he be so... thin.

they told you that this was how their design should be and to please stay calm.

so you gritted your teeth until your jaw ached and your fists turned white, reluctantly accepting his words.

it was... strange supervising catnap, he literally did nothing, just walked around a bit, ate and slept.

he constantly seemed to ignore you, as you spoke from time to time and he never responded.

the only times I talk to you was at the beginning, asking you what you were doing there and when you express your displeasure at everything they do to them, that you wish you could get them out of here and that they are great.

"don't worry... the prototype will save us all."

those were the only words you heard from him.

they didn't let you into catnap's room quickly, although in your eyes it was harmless, to the scientists it wasn't.

and they couldn't lose you yet, they needed you to keep everything calm.

however, you saw some progress in catnap, he purred when he heard your steps, he looked at you longer, sometimes they got closer to the glass that separated them and he very rarely responded with yes or no.

it seemed super cute to you.

after a long time they let you into catnap's room, with protection even though you said you didn't need it.

nothing really happened, you talked to him and asked permission to pet him.

he nodded to you, although his muscles were somewhat tense, they soon calmed down with your caresses.

you stayed there until the hour was up, noticing how catnap watched you leave, take off your protection and close the door.

almost like he was hoping you would stay longer.

eventually catnap lets you pet him whenever you want, fall asleep on him sometimes and looks at you when you talk to him, purrs in response and lays down while you smile at him.

although catnap didn't get along with the smiling critters, he tries so that they don't separate him from you and that you give him more time.

many times you bring catnap food on the side, either purchased or prepared by yourself, and he eats it while lying down happily — or so you think. —

the employees are deeply afraid of him and you know it, he knows it too, so when he gets angry with others they call you.

eventually playcare became an even calmer place, except that dogday is always worried when you're with catnap, knowing his temper.

meanwhile you continued receiving letters, this time you discovered the name of the person who sent them.

ollie.

in all of them he always gave you compliments and thanked you deeply, as always, and you decided to write him back.

and they also gave you doey, a new clay toy to supervise, and who was even further down the factory.

it gave you chills that there were so many experiments, so many children...

wow, your surprise was great when they told you and you saw that doey was made up of three children, three children!

you knew that your reproaches would not be heard by others so you sighed and tried to calm your anger.

you knew every kid who owned doey, but of course, you got along less with some more than others.

with mattew he was quite calm, sometimes he joked and tried to cooperate with you, especially since he heard rumors about you and... your kindness.

with jack, the youngest, he was initially a little afraid of you, but after a while of talking to him and showing that you were harmless, he quickly warmed to you.

and the most complicated, kevin.

you knew that kevin didn't love you, and you suspected that he couldn't do it, i mean... your first interaction with him was when he had a fit of rage, where he constantly repeated something.

"soft voices lie, they hurt, they hurt."

kevin knows he could give you a chance, but he won't, he's so afraid that he'd rather avoid another pretty voice lying to him.

but you are always so understanding, you try to make all three of them happy, you give them personalized gifts, including their favorite foods and their favorite book, you even propose to show them the series that emerged from that book.

to say that doey was happy was an understatement.

and you really made great progress, only like catnap, doey was dangerous, especially kevin, with his rage attacks that seem to be stronger than huggy's have left many workers badly injured.

and, of course, kevin definitely doesn't want you to come into his room, play with him, talk to him or anything, not at all!

in reality, this child does not want to give you the opportunity to enter his heart, but he inevitably finds himself jealous every time he hears about you from others.

mattew doesn't have... that problem, at least not to the same level, he works harder to get your approval and praise, he expresses himself much better with you and he is kind too.

jack... he's really just insecure, he needs you to constantly comfort him and be more attentive when he handles doey.

it took you a long time to be able to enter his room, even longer than catnap, because even he was a little more stable than doey, who was constantly impulsive and the fragments of his personalities fought against themselves and... everything was a big mess.

but when you got it, you could notice how doey kept a certain distance although you could see how he actually wanted to get closer.

doey was really worried about how you handle so many toys (he's a little jealous)

over time, doey began to get closer to you, every meter, little by little, until he could hug you and control himself enough not to kill you with his strength.

you play with them, you read them their favorite book and you give them what they ask for.

kevin tells the other two that he can stand you (we all know he's just lying, but, you know, let him be), jack is very fond of you and always tries to talk to you even though he talks the least, and mattew is really happy that you've come into their lives.

the letters you receive will soon stop being so kind.

ollie asked you why you didn't come visit him, how could you feel attached to toys that weren't him.

so ollie was a toy.

you sighed as you responded that you loved him and appreciated his letters, but that those toys also used to be his friends.

ollie stops sending some letters for a while.

and you, finally, can spend some time as a family with dear brother.

"so I'm told you're pretty experiment-friendly, right?" the dangerous tone of harley, your brother, made you shiver. "haha, I'm proud of you, dear sister." that laugh felt like it was hiding something.

you ask him why you have that tone, that you know him and you didn't know why he spoke to you like that.

"i always knew you would be perfect, you know that?" a strange smile appeared on his face. "you are beautiful, you are everything I need."

something was wrong, very wrong.

"you're just missing something small, a tiny favor you can do for your beloved brother."

a step back.

"are you afraid of me? i'm your brother, your blood."

two steps forward.

"and you're not afraid of those monsters you create, but you are afraid of your brother, who loves you more than all of them?!"

this is not your brother.

"but don't worry, maybe i've just neglected you a little, i was just studying how to make you even more perfect."

your voice remains stagnant.

"you can do me this favor, can't you? surely you can, we are brothers after all."

harley's smile made you shudder, your paralyzed legs had the courage to try to flee, but when you tried to open the door, two more scientists came in and supported you.

"i love you, sister, and that's why i will make us both happy."

when you became conscious, you noticed that your body... was completely different, instead of skin and cartilage, there was porcelain and joints that were not very mobile.

your outfit fit you just right, your hair had artificial hair and a small accessory.

you retained the figure of a human body, but your appearance was anything but human, even your eyes had more dilated pupils and were completely black inside.

you wanted to cry but your vocal cords can't get used to such a delicate throat.

you notice that you are in a white room, like the toys, what you were supervising, chained by your hands and ankles.

you see a familiar figure in the glass doorway in front of you, and you didn't have to see it to know who it was.

"you turned out perfect."

his voice disgusts you so much, you can't look at his face as you stare at the white floor.

"you were pretty compatible with most of the chemicals, you turned out just as i planned" harley's humming makes you sick.

harley was your brother, your only family.

they ran away from home sometimes, they played hopscotch, they said words of support to each other and it was always your safe place.

was it all for his plan to make you his creation?

was it a lie the times you saw them cry in your arms? was every whisper of I love you a lie? was it a lie that I even considered you a sister?

"you are the best successful creation I have ever made, you have been very cooperative, dear, it will take you a while to adapt but you will be fine, I will guide you to success."

the tone of voice was so sickeningly sweet that you wanted to throw up, scream at him, whatever.

but you weren't stupid, now you're made of porcelain, you could break with the slightest blow.

"was it worth it?"

your voice finally came out, a little high-pitched but clear enough.

was it worth sacrificing everything for your unhealthy obsession with being brilliant? was it worth sacrificing yourself in his new experiment? was it worth losing everything for this?

harley gave you the most macabre smile you had ever seen, and with that alone you had your answer.

"completely"