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Headcanons and Drafting for a Liu Woods x NB!Reader Fanfic

A/N: Hello! I have been writing on tumblr for near a decade now and am starting a new account to clear up my feed for everyone! I’m going to be revamping my writings from my previous account and reposting them on here as well.  This is to keep myself accountable, and also for y’all to see details on future fanfics :))

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+ Grew up in a strict religious household, who’s mother reigned with an iron first and father was negligent. They were manipulative– the parents were rich and would love bomb on the boys if they grew distant or too cold towards them. There was a constant push and pull in the household.

+ If Liu or Jeff committed what his mom considered sins she would not refrain from corporal punishment, or cruel and unusual methods.

+ Liu would try and take the brunt of most of it to protect Jeff

+ Liu is the older brother, I will not change my mind on that. Simply cannot. 

+ Liu suffers from DID, having three tangible alters. Liu himself is the host, Sully the persecutor, Dara the Internal Self-Helper(Gate Keeper), Orpheus the protector.  + Liu’s Bio: Liu used to be a very outgoing person. He was defined as an extrovert, and was very popular in his group of peers. He wouldn’t hesitate to stand up for others outside of his household. He also cared for Jeff deeply, and wanted to protect him all he could. With how his parents were, all he could really do was take the blame off his little brother, and redirect their fury. However, after the incident, he’s more of just a shell of his former self. He’s quiet and aloof, standing back to observe more than to go right on in. Similar to Sully, he is very slow to trust. It is possible to get close to him though, and only then would aspects of his old self shine through. Once he is comfortable though he is physically affectionate, adoring touching people even if it’s just standing shoulder to shoulder. He has to feel very safe though in order to do so. He is a goofball with bad old man puns and an aloof sense of humor. He collects cool rocks he sees even if it’s from the rocks that are surrounding shrubbery outside of businesses. He himself has a fondness for sweets, usually candies defined as “old people candy,” but that’s partially due to the fond memories he had of his grandparents. Liu wears graphic tees, like the ones that say “MILF - man i love frogs” and shit like that. He wears a tattered canvas type jacket over top and fingerless gloves, he prefers pants with a bit of leg room like puffy ones that tuck well into his boots. He does steal Sully’s jewelry though. His bracelet is a forest green, gray, and black.

+ Sullys Bio: Sully is the trauma holder, carrying the weight of everything that was done to Liu. He carries that anger and brandishes it like a weapon. He is vindictive, aggressive, and very deeply hurt. He is stubborn and refuses to let people close to him, because in his eyes anyone who’s ever gotten close to him has used it to either hurt him or for their own personal gain. He likes spicy food, like noodle bowls and salt and vinegar chips. He wears intense layers, like a long sleeve with a button up and a coat with tattered arm socks and a bunch of necklaces. Eclectic fashion in muted tones. Has the psychobiological difference that he is allergic to pollen and has severe allergies. His friendship tie is a deep red, bright red, and black. He was developed as a direct cause of what happened with Jeff Sully formed when he was attacked by Jeff.

+ Daras Bio: Dara is in his own eyes a healer, he is able to calm down even the most intense moods and guide Liu through all stages of life. He is calm and rational, and very protective of the few people who are in the system, and has the most empathy for those outside of it. He acts as a second brother for Liu, being more like how Liu himself used to act for Jeff. He loves fruit, but is not a candy person. Loves blueberry pie and lemon flavored baked goods. He is a hobbyist who loves to bounce between sewing projects.HE MADE THEIR SCARF He dresses very academically in sweater vests and corduroy pants, and takes pride in dainty jewelry. He has made tie friendship bracelets in different colors so it is easy to identify who is in control at that time. His is a soft blue white and gray. He was developed at a young age, technically a fracture of Liu when he was a child He was a source of comfort when Liu was being abused by his parents.

+ Orpheus Bio: Orpheus is the sole reason Liu is alive, especially with the reckless shit that Sully pulls. He is cunning and resourceful, he is like a quiet but gentle giant. He keeps track of their belongings so they dont get lost between switches, he is stern like a grumpy but doting father. Very paternal, but also ominous and threatening. He wears casual t shirts with flannels and distressed jeans. He loves to cook, and seriously thrives in a kitchen. His favorite foods are savory like steak and potato stew.  He is honestly the only reason these mfers eat. His colors on the wristband are violet, indigo, and magenta. Orpheus was forming in the jail cell for self preservation, but only fully stabilized and showed himself when Sully killed the nurse watching over them.

+ Liu and Sully would be attempting to hunt down Jeff. Dara is desperately trying to keep peace in the headspace, and Orpheus is living purely off of survival instincts. Individually they all are working towards separate goals, though. + Liu wants to find his brother, and save him. He believes if he fixes his brother, miraculously things may work out

+ Sully wants nothing more than to kill Jeff, and anyone who gets in his way will meet the same fate.

+ Dara wants to live. He simply wants to be happy. He wants a normal life, in a small apartment with a cat. He wants to work in a library and spend the rest of his days reading. 

+ Orpheus is tied to stopping Sully or cleaning up the aftermath so that Liu can get away easily. But he wants to live similarly to Dara, he wants a spouse and a child to care for and dote on. He wants a career and a normal life as well.

+ Suffice to say that he is constantly dealing with inner turmoil.

+ Reader in this fic is a server at a shitty bar and grill. They live in a one bedroom apartment with shitty landlords and a cat smuggled into it. The cat is a black cat named Ricky. They named it that for the fact that when they lecture the naughty cat they wanted it to be a human name.

+ I am sick and tired of having the protagonist be squeamish and super empathetic. I want an adhd character whose head is going a million miles an hour, and is whimsical yet deadpan. I want a character who looks at graphic shit and goes “huh.. Thats fucking gross. Ig?” and stores that shit away. They don’t know how to talk to people but they also have no filter so when some of the sweetest most poetic shit you’ve heard in your life comes from them you’re shocked because a few minutes prior they were pondering how difficult it would be to beat a karen to death with a spoon.

+ I want to write a character who lacks judgment in those around them because they firmly believe that there is so much wrong with them that they have no room to judge others.

+ The reader is the concerned parental friend.

Events I want to happen but in no particular order: + Reader actively falling asleep in bed, whilst Liu lays on the floor next to the bed staring directly at the ceiling. Upon sleepily noticing this they drop their hand down off the edge of the bed, taking his hand into theirs and giving a kind squeeze. Liu’s heart is like pounding out of his chest but he keeps holding it, hes holding it gradually tighter and tighter and can feel tears in his eyes, but composes and loosens up and falls asleep. 

+ The reader not having to ask liu if he has DID, they’re not clueless. They look up his symptoms and learns about it, waiting til he’s comfortable telling them. 

+ The reader looking up grounding methods and using their own techniques to help him come down from rage, mania, and anxiety.

+ Sully enraged because the reader has been seriously injured and going fucking ballistic.

+ Orpheus joining you to cook in the kitchen, humming quietly as you dance through the small kitchen nook.

+ Dara comforting the reader after a long day at work where they’re nonverbal and exasperated to the point of tears.

+ The reader comforts Dara and tells him it’s okay to feel things and process emotions for himself and not just help other people through theirs. 

+ Sneeze shifts

_ _ _  A/N: Thank you so much for stopping by you guys! This is in the works currently and will be a multi chapter fanfic that I will be cross posting on AO3! :))

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hopeless romantic riddle!

x gn!reader

riddle who's always thought about romance when he was a child. wondered if it really was like in the books— would he fall in love at first sight? would the light hit them just right, forming a halo around their head as though they were an angel. would there be metaphorical roses gently floating down from the sky— the moment soft and perfect. would he look into another person's eyes and think they were the one.

or would it be slow and gradual. would he slowly start to realize how his heart quickens when their hands touch. would he make excuses such as study sessions and hangouts to be with them. would he watch them from afar and try to convince himself that they were only friends, only to recognize his denial was futile.

and would there be mutual pining? would they fall for him as he did, or would he have to try and capture their heart and prove his worth to them as a partner, as a lover?

but he didn't have time to daydream and romanticize his life now. his mother had found out what he was reading during the few breaks he had and insisted that romance was useless. he only needed to focus on his studies and follow the rules.

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it's been a while since his overblot. still a stickler for rules but he's learned to be more lenient— accepting. towards others and himself.

trey had convinced him to pick up romance books again. 'you loved these types of stories didn't you? used to talk about them when we were kids.'

and so he began reading them again. every night before bed while sipping tea, he would read love books he checked out from the school's library.

he almost forgot how much he loved them, how much he fantasized. how he daydreamed and wondered when he would find his one and only.

they were all so comforting and beautiful to him. someone who can accept you for who you are, someone who didn't mind his flaws and when he made a mistake. someone he could talk to— someone he could lean on. and someone who would do the same to him.

the late-night talks, the early morning tea, baking together, learning things about each other.

he wonders once again when he'll find his one and only.

....

it was slow and gradual, just like in the books.

the flutter of his heart when your eyes' meet. the red on his face when your hands' touch. the excuses, the study sessions. it was all there.

and so was the denial.

but the moment that removed every defense he had was when he woke up and found you in heartslabyul's kitchen. frying what seemed like sunny side up eggs and toast with an apron that said 'kiss the cook!'. tea was on the counter, hot and steaming.

when he asked why you were up so early, your answer was simple.

'i wanted to eat breakfast with you.'

....

it isn't easy to unlearn everything that was taught to you as a child. that the only thing that mattered was following the rules.

but it's been a while since his overblot, and he's becoming lenient. to others and himself.

and you've successfully cemented a plate right in the center of his fragile little heart. he isn't as reluctant as he should be when he realizes he doesn't mind.

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