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23 random headcannons of random characters

[ginnsinabin]

Southern fun

+Gen neutral Marionette!Reader x Jax

You and Jax get into a cartoonish squabble

A/n: Churning out random blurbs while I still have motivation. Again, mind the rusty writing

This was by far the biggest test of one's ability to hold onto what shambles of dignity and sanity could remain after experiencing nothing but thinly veiled torment disguised as fun. Some stupid idea that involved counting the eggs, catching chickens and wrangling cows like some farm simulator. At least everyone was able to split off for different jobs.

Caine was seriously running on fumes at this point.

'Hey puppet! What did the cow say to the farmer?" A sigh leaves you as the sound of Jax's smarmy voice called from the other side of the barn.

"I'm not answering." Your tone was unamused, thoroughly done with him and this stupid adventure after having to deal with chickens that didn't want to give up their eggs for the last hour.

"Mooove!" Jax's words held no flare to execute his sad excuse of a joke, but what was supposed to be the punchline is what made you whip your head around with dread. Somehow you already knew what he was about to pull.

The moment your eyes relayed to your brain what was happening, a pitchfork full of cow manure collided with your face. The sheer force of it threw you off your feet, causing the chicken you were previously holding to scramble away with clucks of distress. Your feet caught in your strings which thwarted your attempts to grab onto something and falling into a pile of straw.

What was the true kicker was Jax's grating laughter while hunched over holding his stomach as he cackled like a hyena. Wiping away the brown sludge from your face with a wooden hand revealed eyes set to kill. It was almost better not seeing his expression given how much it irked you.

Jax fell to the ground in fits of tears and laughter, kicking his feet like this was the joke of the century. Clearly satisfied with his succession of adding his own charm to what was an otherwise boring adventure.

In his moment of hysterics, you had already managed to get up, quietly simmering while trying your best to convince yourself that the poo wasn't actually real and that the pungent smell was just a bunch of ones and zeros.

So, he wanted to delve into 5-year-old humor huh?

Jax sigh with glee as he wipes away a tear, unaware of the wooden storm coming straight for her.

"Man puppet, you shoulda seen your fa-" A handful of shit was flung and made a horrible splat as it hit his square in the middle of his face. A snicker of triumph was heard as she sputtered and gagged, wiping at his face with distressed sounds of disgust.

"Shoulda 'moooved' Jax." Though your mouth was stagnant, the grin was all too clear in your voice. These were the moments where Jax's violent humor could actually be pretty fun.

"Come on Jax, don't get your strings in a knot." You goaded, reciting his past words verbatim with nothing but glee to turn the tables once again.

"Shut up.” He grumbled and flicked his hand to try and get what was left of the manure off of his now stained yellow glove.

"Sure. Now can we finish this so we can leave?" You turned around with the intention of searching for the broody chicken in order to continue gathering, wanting nothing more than to be back at the circus and away from the smell of animal crap. However, nothing was ever that easy with a certain irritable character.

Jax had reached out a foot to step on your strings, having been unraveled from your control bar and tucked away in the back of your attire during Jax's attack. When you fell back with a yelp, you looked up to see Jax's returning grin. Which was swiftly met with an egg to the face.

Needless to say, the once collected eggs were tarnished after yet another fight had broken out.

Once the group had been brought back to the circus, they notice their numbers were fewer than usual.

Ragatha looked back at the portal expectantly and furrowed her brows as no one else emerged.

"Huh. We only set them to get eggs…" She mumbled and looked at the others, as if recounting to be sure they were indeed missing.

"I got this!" Caine declares eagerly and with a snap of his fingers, both you and Jax stood in front of them covered in eggs and feathers. Your arms were raised as if ready to launch more at the other, despite the eggs now gone outside of the scenario.

"So that's why there were no eggs." Zooble muttered and looked over at the two buffoons that failed to hold up their end of the task.

The group slowly dispersed, not at all surprised by this kind of stunt and left you to clean yourselves up.

"Now we smell like an egg #### salad." You droned while trying to wipe most of it off, already making a B line for your room. Jax shuttered at the gross feeling of goopy eggs on him, no longer able to ignore the nasty experience now that the fun was over. He trudged after you with a grim expression and the unconscious pull to stay near you.

"I hate you." The poor rabbit never took it well when he was caught in his own crossfire.

"Oh, is that why you teamed up with me?" You snarked, words that held no genuine malice. Content despite it all as you fell into step with him.

"I thought I told you to shut up."

"Must have missed that."

[ginnsinabin]

In the arms of a goth

+Gen Neutral Goth!Reader x Ticci Toby

A/n: Purely self-indulgent, pardon my writing I'm rusty but enjoy some soft Toby

Toby watches you do your makeup

No other sounds were heard in the room save for the muffled settling of the small apartment building and the occasional sound of distant neighbors shuffling around in the dead of night. It wasn't often that Toby was able to come visit and less so that he wasn't too busy to stay the night.

A strange relationship built on quiet understanding and a sequestered need to be in one's presence. To have a person.

Toby laid on your bed with the weight of his head against your thigh, dark eyes latched onto your face and every minute stroke of the makeup brush clutched in your hand. You were hunched over his form while staring into the mirror that lazily dangled in his hand.

It had been quiet between the two of you for quite some time. What started as brief chatter when he first arrived, mostly him relaying his days to you as he effortlessly found solace being in your vicinity, before silently let you turn him into a glorified mirror stand in exchange for him using your crossed legs as a cushion for his weary body. A fair trade considering the last task he had been given, one that nearly fell through and amped up his ticks which did little to help his frustrations. Some guy that had been at the wrong place at the wrong time got lucky and almost got away had it not been for a faulty railing.

'Certainly not OCHA approved.' You had mumbled, a monotonous quip as you had begun carefully tracing the sharp and intricate lines of your eyeliner, not once taking your eyes away from the small mirror Toby held. This had garnered not just a quirk of his scarred lips but a breath of a laugh in between the steadily calming tics and twitches of his body.

Your willingness to sit and listen to him never failed to spark a dim flame in the once cold and abandoned hearth of his soul. Feeding the need for companionship he didn't know he could still have after years of torment. Sure, there's the other proxies, fellow bastards damned to the bidding of the operator, but none of them were any better than he was. Just as broken and far removed from what it meant to be a real person.

Despite every twitch of his arm that held the mirror, occasional jerks and words that took place in the tranquility of the room, your eyes and hands never wavered. Never bothered by him or his bodily actions. Even when the two of your first met, another wrong place at the wrong time situation, you didn't exactly do much. Witnessing a murder, seeing the blood on his hands and body, yet all that had happened was a slow step back with hands raised before going back to your own business. He had been set to strike and deal with the screaming of another soon to be victim. Yet nothing of the sort came.

Make no mistake, you were petrified. Hands trembling and an uncomfortable jump of your heart paired with a spike of adrenaline levels of fear, but you kept a calm composure despite the look of dread in your eyes. More so baffled to see this with your very own eyes on a shitty Tuesday afternoon.

Even then, two strangers from completely different worlds held a silent understanding, words never said but made clear all the same.

'Not my monkeys not my circus.' Was what you told him one day, weeks after he had started stalking you, keeping tabs with a watchful eye in case you were another loose end that needed to be tied had you not behaved, had you told anyone what you saw. Slow and distant watching that had creeped into conveniently being in the same places as you, bleeding into strange greetings and notes left within your home. Slowly lurking closer as his interests were peaked, mind looking for more information on someone that bewildered him.

In hindsight he should have killed you that day. Gotten it over with before things became a whole ordeal that he'd end up having to take care of later. That night, however, with the irritable sluggishness in his bones and the strange careful way you navigated the situation had snuffed out his usual instinct and chipped away at his resolve.

Now here he sat, tired eyes watching the face of the woman he once thought to kill as she painted her face in layers of black and dark hues. He never had much knowledge of gothic things, much less any experience but learned through you that he was quiet a fan of it. Both to look at once finished and watch as you apply it in such a way it almost felt like watching an artist craft a dark mask of beauty.

Another jerk jolted his arm that held the mirror up, a quick 'sorry' being mumbled between sharp breaths and whistles. Like usual, you never batted an eye, placing the brushes back into a cup and putting the makeup palette off to the side.

"It's fine.” Your voice was slightly rasped after the last 40 minutes of saying nothing other than short replies to the rambles about his day and current grievences with the world before the two of you sat in silence.

You took the mirror from his hands and place with the brushes, finally looking down at him with a light smile.

“How is it?" You asked as your own eyes sweep across his features, not even caring for the response. Simply content to have him here.

Concerning given his ‘occupation’.

Your stare always brought a strange pressure to his chest, all too aware that it was far too kind for his impure nature. As if for one moment he wasn't a deranged murderer tied to a dark force with no hope of escape.

"It’s really-.. nice.." He offered, reaching a hand up to brush his thumb against the black staining your lips. His response, as simple as it was, made your lips curl upwards just a bit more.

Your own hands came up to hold the sides of his face, tracing the details of his features, mapping what you already knew well.

"Y'know, I should goth your face one day. I think you'd look pretty good." You mused, receiving a small scoff while his hand fell away from your lips to rest on his chest, glancing at the black smudged onto his pale skin.

"You-.. think s-so?" His chest rumbled from his low toned words, eyes remained fixed on your features as he basked in your touch that never once hesitated to explore the areas many found unfavorable.

"Mhm. You got a good look going on but goth would suit you too." You affirm shifting slightly the more your numb limbs protested being in the same position for so long. The terms you often used were lost on him, but he was getting there, ever curious and content to sit and listen whenever you explained things.

Your arm reached back to keep your upper body propped while the other remained on his lower jawline, brushing against the light stubble on his jaw and just shy of the jagged scarred flesh of his cheek.

"What-whatever you say, de-dear." A grin grew on his lips as you snorted, both of you amused by the mock pet name. Like an old couple going about their evening. What a cute thought that was.

Toby's eyes closed, feeling the night reach the lull before the two of you would go to bed, once you've taken pictures of your work and washed it all off of course.

There would be a point where this fantasy would end, where he would be forced to wake up before the sun rose and leave the comforts of your bed to go back to 'work'. Continue the never-ending grind fate had cursed him with. But until then, for just a moment, he would chase the high of normality. A softness he never thought obtainable in the hell that had become his life and mind.

[ginnsinabin]

Hi, hello :)

So, I have a writing request and I'm just going to send it to everyone I can find, because I can and I NEED to see as many outcomes as I can :)

So, I saw you writing Wrench X Reader, and I'm back on my fixation on this man once again

SO

"How about a reader whom really into , like, arts and crafts and one day present Wrench with a handmade crochet cardigan?

The fun part here is that it's a light pink one, with some flowery pattern and it's half-serious half-crack gift."

(If you not taking any requests, than my apologies! Just ignore the ask and have a great day! <3)

Glowing regards,

Anon

Damn sorry for the lateness I blinked a lil too hard buuuut I done did it cause this is actually really cute

Wrench receives cutesy handmade cardigan

+Gen neural

-I don’t think you’ll receive a proper response for a good few seconds if not longer

-Like you might have to snap him out of it kind of long

-The LED lenses of his mask are definitely stuck as two small o’s (o o) and it’s kinda hard to tell what exactly is going on behind the mask and in the man’s brain

-Once he’s come back to the reality, he takes off his mask to wipe his eyes cause he is BLUBBERING

-I’m talking some serious tears and before you can even react to said tears, he’s already pulling you into the tightest hug of your life like you’re his lifeline (which you are btw)

-It may seem that these are crocodile tears but he’s genuinely feeling a heavy hit to the heart to know someone he cared about, cares about him and made something just for him

-Poor man needs some consoling and it’s gonna be a minute before he’s willing to try it on due to the fact that he’s busy hugging the cardigan to his chest

-Rare is it to have people close to him and even rarer is it for them to go out of their way to do something for him with him in mind so he’s going to have a deep and emotional moment

-After the initial reaction, once he’s puts his tattooed arms through those sleeves, he’s going to practically be vibrating with joy

-You bet your ass that for the next several days that article of clothing is as good as glued to Wrench’s skin

-The world will be subjected to the most chaotic man adorning a flowery pink cardigan along with his many spiked accessories and ripped jeans

-The sheer confused horror people will feel to witness this man wielding a sledgehammer

-Not only will he be all too willing for this cutesy piece to be forever incorporated into his style and every day wear, he will be annoying the absolute hell out of anyone within earshot of him about it

-“See this? Made just for me. Revolutionary high end fashion made for yours truly. One of a kind of course, I can only have the best made by the best after all.”

-The gang have heard about this cardigan about six times in the last two hours but they’re unable to resist the contagious joy he is basically radiating

-Until they hear it a tenth time that is

[ginnsinabin]

WHF Bobby

+gen neutral

+Joy taking reader

(Technically not an oc but kinda is? Its an actual npc but with some pizzazz)

-Now Constable Bevan doesn’t usually do much field work like most Bobbys are known for but just because he’s usually cooped up in the Constabulary front desk doesn’t mean he never makes time for you

-More often than not he uses the phone at the front desk to call you just to ask about how your day is going must to his coworker’s annoyance

-On the off chance he is out and about for work matters, he will of course patrol nearby your home or work in hopes he can get to chat with you

-Looks forwards to each and every every greeting and conversation you two have no matter the subject

-Anytime you visit him at the Constabulary wether for business or even just a quick hello, he cherishes each moment

-His stone heart melts if you ever bring him a treat, always being sure to not only give his thanks but to return the favor for you at your work as well

-Will thank all above for the masks when other bobbys tease him afterwards, never able to keep his face neutral when his cheeks are rosy red

-Always a fine gentleman to bring you flowers of your favorite kind, and any joyful sweets he can get his hands on

-Constable Bevan isnt much of a talker, usually known for keeping to himself, but for such a tall and intimidating bobby he sure turns to puddy any time you’re around

-Always makes sure you have your joy, even carrying a bottle of your favorite flavor despite not being able to take simple joy

-He knows what happens to downers and wont even entertain the thought of you having to suffer the consequences

-but theres no need for worry! Bevan could never let anything happen to the person that makes his day oh so much brighter, practically more effective than joy he’s argue

-Even if something were to go awry he always has a carefully articulated plan.

-After all, despite being a simple bobby, he is well informed of all that goes on in the happy little village of Wellington Wells

(Finally got to write for my all time fav. Definitely gonna do more even if the fandom is damn near dead cause I know we’re all starved)

(Dont look at my errors im tired)

[ginnsinabin]

Wrench when you’re sick headcan

+gen neutral

(Yello im sick as shit and found motivation after doing nothing for three days)

-Wrench as strange of an entity as he is actually gets pretty soft when your sick

-He goes into a full blown mother hen mode and in his mind is scared you’re dying of the plague

-No matter how small of a cough or sickness you have, he’s secretly scared that itll claim your life

-He haphazardly comes with various soups, electrolytes and at least half of the med isle from the convenience store

-The second he breaches the door his mask is coming off to show a permanent worried face, nearly sick looking himself cause poor man is so concerned

-Man has absolutely no care about dirty tissues or how sickly you may look wanting to do everything to ensure your health doesn’t plummet

-He will however get weird if you puke tho, might even join you

-You have to remind him to keep back and not get too close but barely registers your warning cause hes busy changing the wet rag on your forehead

-Nearly kills you with the amount of medicine he tries to give you at once, youll have to force him to actually look at the directions

-He will calm down a bit once your snuggled in bed after taking your meds and finally take a breath

-If you’re feverish he will refrain from climbing in bed to cuddle you to not overheat you but will hold your hand and fall asleep with you after setting alarms for you to take more medicine later

-Dumbass 100% got sick so yall get to switch roles

(Not very long but hey its somethin. As per usual there are no mistakes because I said so, dont get sick it sucks <3)

[ginnsinabin]

Fairy link hcs

+Gen neutral

(got this idea from totk and the mushroom statues in hateno being so big compared to them and my brain flew off the hinges) (ps this isnt fully proof read will fix later)

-Imagine Hylians are fairy like creatures similar to tinker bell

-You stumble upon hyrule when you were chasing after your cat that ran off

-They noticed you after you found them caused quite the uproar

-I mean some gigantic being without pointy ears suddenly towering over you and your village kinda scares the crap out of people

-Of course our dear link was sent to take care of the scary giant lurking over them but zelda also demanded she come with, this being the first giant they have ever seen this big

-They come to confront you but when you simple smile and wave, equally curious about these small beings it doesn’t really make sense

-They aren’t sure what to make of you but seeing that you’re just kinda... standing there they come to the conclusion that you’re just like some random animal that just happened upon them

-Becoming a friendly visitor to the village and zelda’s new best friend

-She of course is way too overjoyed to have you there 

-you usually spend your time there on your hands and knees to bring your face down to their level when you're with them 

-You have to talk quietly when you're with them so you don’t hurt their ears, basically whispering the whole time 

-On the same token they have to speak fairly loud when they’re with you to have you hear them pretty clearly

-Link thinks you’re pretty cool

-He looks forward to your visits to the village

-Enjoys your talks together 

-The closer you two get the more you start to wander off away from hyrule to hang out in the forest 

-Afterall being so big means most of the kingdom can see you no matter where in it you are

-Link takes great pleasure in naps and time together spent in your hands or a wrinkle in your clothes

-Has been known to leave his sword and shield at home when with you

-Link’s most favorite thing to do with you is to be eye level with you and have talks face to face

-Seeing just how beautiful your eyes are will warrant many compliments from the small hylian

-Link likes to hang around you when off duty or even when he’s taking care of some evil he likes to tag along with you when you help

-Because of your size and ability, you have been dubbed the first and only honorary giant, by zelda herself, to help assist the kingdom with any evil forces that try to cause problems

-While link knows you’re perfectly fine to take care of yourself, anything would probably be a fly to you anyway, but he still worries about you

-If someone were to catch wind of hyrule’s knew friendly giant they might take this as a guard that needs to be taken down before they were to destroy hyrule

-Will always advise you to be careful going home or when you are on the way to the kingdom

-Link has 100% taken one of his old training swords and turned it into a necklace as a gift (even dulled it down so it wouldn’t give you any nicks or papercuts

-You share food with him all the time and he often wants to share his towns food with you too but due to your size it would take a whole house worth to make it worth eating

-Zelda has totally came to you with a giant beast problem that was just your cat

-Link has defiantly ridden your cat like they were a war horse

-Movie nights on your phone with the fireflies are his most favorite times he’s had with you yet

(had to get this one out of my system, this thought has been eating away at my brain for days)

[ginnsinabin]

Wrench with “rival” hacker hcs

+Gen neutral 

(not at all sure what this is, its different than my normal hcs but its not exactly a one-shot type? maybe a blurb no idea but here ya go)

-Now this all started because of a coincidence, you two just happened to be hacking the same item 

-No war, no mission, not even trying to out hack the other

-Just two hackers wanting a bit of cash and just so happened to choose the exact same atm and the same time

-You managed to hack it just a bit before wrench tried to, thus causing a notification to come up on wrenches phone saying that there’s no money available

-Now this wouldn’t be a problem, it could have just had no more cash to withdraw, however the screen also comes paired with a small character with its middle finger shown

-This leads wrench to let his wild paranoid mind fly free

-Who the hell is fucking with him and why? Is this prime_eight wanting another ass kicking?

-While you go on about your day with your newly “found” money, wrench is festering

-He spends the next several hours tracing signals, networks and the like until he finds your blurred and practically nonexistent ctos profile

-But this wasn’t enough info to find and payback this person, he needed to fuck with whoever fucked with him

-This turns into a day's long investigation of non stop searching for some rando he didn’t even meet

-His last resort was just to sit on a nearby bench by the atm, just sitting and waiting 

-He stayed there for quite a few hours

-Just as he was about to give up, finally tiring himself out of his own insanity, a small cha-ching echos through the air

-Wrench snaps his head up, scanning the area

-Almost no one was around at that time of day, and absolutely no one stood at or near the atm

-Yet lo and behold there’s a ‘transaction complete’ pop up on the screen featuring the same character flipping the bird

-It took several head swivels to spot someone on their phone, in the same general direction the sound was heard, turning on their heel to calmly walk away

-Wrench, with in his new found crazy, jumps up and legit chases after you

-While wrench is spouting absolute nonsense about ‘revenge’ this and ‘you messed with the wrong hacker’ that, you are the most confused you have ever been to date

-After a very brief and simple explanation that this is just the atm you typically hack cause of the high foot traffic around the area, wrench is brought out of his self-absorbed fantasy

-Now that he can see clearly now the rain is gone, he takes in your appearance and presence, finding not only his interest peaked but his heart deciding that this person is now its target

-After a moment, or two, of a long drawn out silence following your non antagonistic actions, wrench decides that this is a good time as any to ask for your number with a slightly cocky yet embarrassed emote on his mask

-While this is by far the weirdest pick up starter to not only start a conversation but to also ask for your number, you evidently say yes

-How could you turn some the very much weird and spiked dude that was a fellow hacker?

(i kinda like this topic with wrench, might continue it but probably in headcannons instead of this weird blurb like thing)

[ginnsinabin]

driving with wrench hcs

+Gen neutral

-Words of advice I personally wouldn’t get in a car with this man and i feel like no further explanation is needed 

-Granted I feel like he is genuinely a sound driver, IF he’s in the right mood

-For example if you’re just going from place to place on a random Tuesday he’d emulate the average citizen on the road

-BUT if there’s not a lot of people on the roads, he’s bored, or if he’s in a rush to get somewhere I pray your death is at least quick

-This man always drives one handed and likes to fuck around on his phone while he drives too

Most of the time though he keeps a hand on the wheel because he’s definitely a person that talks with his hands so you have to just get used to him driving with no hands on the wheel to get his story or point across

-He will give you the wheel out of no where and reach to the back for stuff or to hack a traffic light so hopefully you have a good reaction time

-It isn’t a rare occasion that you with have to sit patiently while wrench tries to shake off police due to his dodgy driving skills

-Just sit back and give him some heads ups to pull into some alley ways to help, it’ll be over soon

-If yall are driving home at the end of the day he’ll want to hold your hand while driving and will only go a little over the speed limit just cause he’s tired and wants to pass out with you so no police chases

-If the gang has the misfortune of being in the car with you, wrench will feel more implored to disobey every traffic law he can think of

-It’s both scary and funny during these times, both unintelligible screams of pure horror and cursing shouts towards the driver are heard but wrench basically hears none of it

-Sometimes prayers are heard too

Because of this, trips for the dedsec crew are either taken in separate vehicles or Sitara or Horatio will be the drivers

-If wrench can get his hands on a motorcycle, you will see an even cockier wrench than normal, just driving one will make him feel badass and mighty but if you’re riding with him? This man will hit a whole new level of ego

-Now while he’ll be more inclined to be more skillful while driving a bike, it is just as scary if not worse than him driving a car

-Definitely gets a kick out of having you hugging him from behind while driving at ungodly speeds but will never do anything wreckless enough that it’ll get you hurt

-Despite his need for chaos and thrills there’s a line that he’d never cross when it comes to your safety

(A/N: I hope there’s no errors but if there are no there isn’t)

[ginnsinabin]

general link hcs

+gen neutral

+botw/totk link

-Link always keeps an eye on you no matter what’s happening. In a fight he always knows where you are, walking through a village he keeps you in his line of sight and when riding together around Hyrule he not only watches you but also the tree lines if danger were to present itself

-While he is often with the princess, he still tries to make as much time as possible to be with you or have you with him wherever he goes

-Poor guy can’t bear the thought of not only loosing someone he loves more than anything but to fail at his job as a hero in protecting you would eat away at his soul

-Links most favorite kind of date with you is a simple trail ride on your horses with a picnic and nap under a cozy tree

-In his life of never ending chaos, having soft calming moments with you brings his mind at ease, having even just a moment of a peaceful life makes him happy

-Zelda will sometimes ask link of his whereabouts when not at her side and will happily giggle and tease him when he grows a light flush and is reluctant to tell

-She knows exactly where he was and it brings her joy knowing that link can finally have a piece of a normal hylian life with someone he loves, he of all people deserves it 

-Zelda will bring you around the castle and any excursions to not only spend time with you but to also let you and link spend more time together. It’s not a lie that the hero’s time is taken with his duties more often than not so she takes it upon herself to bring you two together

-It warms her heart to see two people she loves together

-While link knows that you can most certainly take care of yourself in battle, he always tries to take care of most if not all the danger before it even has a chance to reach you

-He wouldn’t ever admit to this for fear of belittling you, but he can’t let anything even bring the possibility of harm to you. From all that he’s lost and had taken away from him, he will die before he lets the world take you away from him

-Link is a man that thrives on quality time and physical touch

-He never gave it much thought before but after meeting you he doesn’t think he could ever live without it

-When you two are together you can guarantee that he will always be touching you in some way whether it’s holding your hand, cuddling or even just your arms or legs brushing against each other

-It grounds him to know that you’re really there with him and that you’re not going anywhere anytime soon

-No matter how long or tough his fights are, he will always come home with a rare smile on his face, no matter how battered and bruised he is he will always rush to get home to you

-In link’s saddle bag he always makes sure to have enough stuff for the both of you but will put in any extra things that he knows you like

-As much as he protects the whole world, it brings him to his knees if you dote on him. He might be reluctant at first but he will never say no, never to you.

- It makes his heart nearly explode having you take care of his sore and weary muscles and bones, always wanting to repay you but is always shot down with a “you do enough, let someone do something for you for once”

-Will melt if you have him put his head on your lap or chest while having down time at the house and will drift to sleep, feeling nothing but love and peace 

(A/N: totk has had me in a goddamn choke hold for days the same way botw did so now I gotta make my brain happy being apart of the world. More wrench stuff to come tho, that psycho always has my heart)

[ginnsinabin]

general dating wrench hcs pt. 2

+Gen neutral

-Wrench treats you like a deity that has blessed the land, cause to him you are. He adores and worships the ground you walk on no matter the situation or day

-Can and will get mushy and flustered when it's just the two of you together, no words even needing to be exchanged, just simple sweet touches letting both him and you know that you're there with them

-Man has absolutely no shame dropping innuendos and pervy gestures reserved for you no matter where yall are. The hacker space, the streets, coffee shops, you name it, he's loudly proclaimed exactly how he feels about you with no detail left to the imagination

-Will melt and get emotional when it's just the two of you together chilling on a couch when you trace his tattoos or fuss with his hands

-It's those little quiet moments that he truly feels like he's found love and accepts that maybe he is worthy of the affections you give him

-Has 100% slapped the hell outta you for tickling him

-Of course not on purpose and it honestly wasn't even that bad of a touch, just barely grazing his side before bed results in what was pretty much a round house to the face

-He didn't even know what his body did at first either but the poor thing did break down in tears cradling your face with a flurry of apologies and kisses

-Had made crude little matching charms in his garage that's your guy's initials in a skulls eye sockets

-He keeps his on his belt chain and has been known to absentmindedly fuss with it when in thought or bored

-Wrench adores you so much he'd carve your name into the moon, or hell he could figure out how to blow it up if you want, this anarchist will find a way

-If anything were to happen to you on a dedsec excursion or even just in general, may the devil have mercy on someone's soul, cause wrench damn sure won't

-This man is already a raging lunatic but if someone fucks with HIS s/o?

-Death is not a luxury you shall recieve

-This man will drop (throw) everything to get all hands on deck in either finding you or the person that has stupidly done something wrong to you

-His emotes will be permanently angry the entire time, as if it were stuck that way but he's constantly in a spiraling cloud of stress and frustration that something had happened to someone he cherishes more than the world

-Wrench's revenge tirade aside, while he does enjoy his rock jams, he has a separate playlist full of songs he's either heard you listening to or ones that you have said are your favorite that he listens to whenever he misses or thinks of you while he's working

-Same with foods, he may not even like some of what you eat but he still buys them and tries them every so often, it just makes him feel more connected to you

(A/N: Thanks so much for all the positive feedback! I've been recently getting back into old and dead fandoms cause the void is dragging me back in, might even visit some red dead characters and whf)

[ginnsinabin]

Beach episode with wrench

+Gen neutral

-Wrench is a little reluctant about the idea, too used to his indoor life plus doesn’t want his mask wet and/or covered in sand

-However, the longer he ponders the idea he realizes the activities and atrocities he can cause there

-Wrench pulls up in a black (and of course studded) flip flops, black swim shorts with patterned skulls, and last but not least a tee with the words “my dick is theirs” with an arrow gesturing to you

-He proudly made this tee and sports it just as so, always trying to keep you to the left of him for the shirt’s sake

-On par with his shirt, some suggestive comments are made you way of course, seeing you in not only outdoor clothes but revealing clothes is destined to receive flirty remarks.

-Not a single day passes that wrench doesn’t appreciate your attractiveness, no matter the time place or occasion wrench is sure to take in your appearance as if in the presence of a deity 

-Not at all keen to join the others in the water but will happily dig a deep as hell man sized hole and launch sand balls at any that come near his sanctuary

-Tries to build a sick sandcastle but will lose his sanity halfway through when it keeps falling apart 

-You’ll have to help Markus tackle and restrain this maniac when he gets the idea to “overthrow” Josh’s sandcastle

-He will bring a very large duffle bag he lugged out to the beach full of goodies and a very large lunch box

-This includes but is not limited to beers, ice cream, fruit snacks, speakers, his laptop and... a drone?

-Wrench had apparently planned to do sand strikes to the team from the sand since he refuses to go to the after with the group to swim

-Needless to say, Sitara caused a very life threatened shriek to come out of wrench once she came out the ocean to enact revenge

-You didn’t bother to help, happily sitting under yours and wrenches umbrella on shore with josh eating the ice cream wrench provided, he of course made sure to pack your favorite

-Once the chaos dies down you all chill in the sand to dry off and enjoy the setting sun, chatting about any latest news heard

-Wrench took it upon himself to sit behind you on the blanket to hug your waist, pulling you close while he rests his head on your shoulder, his pride bruised and beaten after Sitara’s thrashing

-As much as he didn’t care to come to the beach, and even though he was set on terrorizing the group, he did admit that he liked being with you to wind down after the beach day activities

-Soft little ‘love yous’ are swapped between you two, leaning against each other to bask in each other's presence, waiting just a bit longer before you two head home to savor the moment

(A/N: Reigniting my wrench obsession one head cannon at a time) 

[ginnsinabin]

General dating wrench hcs

+Gen neutral

-More than once you’ve caught him staring with heart eyed emotes while you're either talking or simply existing

-Wrench will whip out the most random foods from his personal stashes hidden around the hacker space

-I’m talking a whole can of sweet corn that was taped underneath his work bench and he casually ate that shit on a Wednesday afternoon

-you will be the first to hear of his pitches for a new invention and you also unfortunately get to be the filter (or instigator) for whatever stupid, insane or downright lewd creations he’s concocted in his brain

-Hanging out with him in his garage gives him an ultimate dopamine high, just you existing in his space makes him feel like you're just some ordinary couple living their ordinary life despite that being so far from the truth

-Don't ever, and i mean EVER, ask this man if jimmy siska is basically an off-brand tom cruise. you will be forced to sit and endure a three hour long rant, WITH a 26 page power point, which will end in some raged arguments with people that are either not in the room with yall or simply don't exist

-In the wrench lair (as he has dubbed his garage) he has made a designated spot just for you. Like an entire mini fridge and shelf with your favorite snacks and drinks topped with a plush couch that doesn't even have that many scuffs and marks with at least six blankets and pillows

-as much as wrench likes to be forward and crass, he has his moments of soft downtime with you where he seriously asks about your day and how you're feeling, often checking up on you between dedsec shenanigans

-wrench has honestly tried (and seriously failed) to take you out on a typical romantic outing as seen on all those shows and movies, but each time is either ended in ruins or just doesn't go the way he thought it would go

-He’s much better at the simple but nice little dates where yall go out and do your own fucking up of things or have a little date night with your favorite foods and a movie/show

-Once he took you to the tallest bridge in San Francisco to gaze at the stars, which had his personal favorite picture taken of the two of you that has been made his lock screen (he did bring eggs to drop of cars down below, can’t be too corny after all)

(A/N I’m realizing how many hcs I have of wrench and since the fandom is kinda dead I need to fuel my love for wrench somehow. may dabble in a bit of we happy few bobbys later on, love me some dead game fandoms lmao)

(PS if you see any errors no you don’t)

[ginnsinabin]

Night time with wrench headcannons

+Gen neutral

-If you’ve been with wrench for a while, he’ll feel pretty comfortable in taking his mask of to sleep with you if he hasn’t already around the place you two occupy

-If its a fairly newish thing but not so new to be sleeping in the same bed with you than he’ll be a little more reluctant and shimmy around the subject until it’s brought up

-All he needs is some reassurance that his insecurities are not shared by you and he’ll feel comfortable enough to take it off right before bed

-Wrench uses you as pretty much a body pillow don't argue with me I'm right

 -There's no way this man of spikes doesn’t rely on you as a glorified night time stuffed animal

-Whenever you or him are on a mission wrench will get absolutely no proper sleep if any, you've absolutely ruined his ability to sleep (let’s be honest you really improved it)

 -Whenever you two come back from a time away, even if it’s just a day or two, this man will hold you in a steel grip for the entire night

-If you’re lucky you can maybe squeeze a pillow between the two of you if you want space but other than that there's not a single inch that separates the two of you

-Get comfy cause there's no pulling out of this punk’s grip. Will seriously drag/carry you to the bathroom if you even manage to get him up and out of the bed

-Has definitely referred to you as teddy human

-Wrench talks quite a bit in his sleep of various things happening in his absolutely abstract dreams

-Try to talk back and sometimes you’ll get some slightly coherent replies

-For being a man of nothing but chaos and destruction he is a heavy sleeper

-Seriously would have to either flip the bed or drop a nuke to wake this dead man

-If you get him awake prepare for some grumpy and groggy whining from being woken up

-The building could be on fire and he’d still give you some attitude

-If he miraculously wakes before you he’ll still cuddle you to him and either past time till you wake up on his phone or will simply watch you sleep (a bit creepy but an endearing kid of creepy)

(A/N dont judge my crap writing its been years since i’ve done this and i got a kick of motivation to make this at 12 am lol Hope you enjoyed or at least tolerated this)