warnings: none.
audience: gender neutral.
word count: 1026.
a/n: first ever tumblr post. I write most of my stuff at three in the morning, so this is where I plan to dump shorter things that are too short for AO3. I don't expect this to get much attention in a relatively dead fandom, but asks are also open if people want to request specific headcanons... or have questions.
HCS BELOW THE CUT.
As long as possible, Isa would prefer to keep you far from her work, and especially from racing, as much as she loves the thrill of having a rival and someone to compete with. After Weaver passed, Isa felt a sense of disbelief that her rival had really passed away.
Since joining the Apex Games, that’s been her replacement for a thrill.
She wouldn’t want you to end up similar to her parents, with her father dying and her mother ending up depressed. Competing is an escape for her to punch her feelings into when she’s anxious or upset.
Lots of pride, you’ll drown in it. She’d risk any part of her body if it won her the game, trophy, badge, whatever.
Isa accepts any challenge and you’ll just kinda have to... deal with that, even if it’s dangerous and you don’t like it. Ping Pong, a race, a tabletop game, a literal bloodsport, she’d do it all.
She gets WAY too competitive about it.
Had added way too much force to her racket during a casual game of Ping Pong, sending the ball hurling towards a wall, ricocheting off, and trickshotting Mirage in the eye. He ended up with a black eye for a little while.
It’s good to pull her away sometimes, even if she does get annoyed about it.
Able to take care of herself of course, but obviously holds a toxic mindset towards competition.
Her pride can blind her from her partner’s feelings. It’s one of her red flag traits. Again, something you’ll have to just deal with. Talking about it is like mopping up water from a running tub. If your relationship is long term and you’ve known her for a while, she might ease up if you mention it.
Her big no is trying to keep her from the Apex Games though. When you first got into a relationship with her and even before that, Isa made it apparent that her work meant a lot to her. It’s what she lives for.
In a domestic setting, Isa is pretty bad at the normal things like cleaning. She can clean decently, but she will always complain about how tedious it is.
She only makes simple meals, but she’s able to make a lot more sophisticated meals if she puts her mind to it. She normally doesn’t bother. If it energizes her, then she’s alright.
Don’t even ask her about settling. She’s not a marriage person either. She doesn’t see a point in the label.
Not a kid person, but she’s also not awfully terrible at babysitting. Still, she shouldn’t be the number one pick to leave a child with.
She’s a sweet cuddler if she’s exhausted. She wouldn’t admit liking ANY warmth, and would probably bring out the stubborn, “I’m just resting my eyes, I work hard,” as she slowlllyyyy puts more weight on your shoulder... and suddenly begins a soft snore. It isn’t loud, but it’s easy to tell when she falls asleep and her breathing grows deeper.
Isa sleeps deeply, especially after the amount of energy she spends during the day. She sleeps like a rock.
Mumbles in her sleep.
But she gets very pissed if you somehow manage to wake her up.
In the mornings, she likes to wake up before you do and go for a run. She insists that it warms her up before she goes to compete.
Not fond of pet names unless they’re semi-degrading towards you. If you call her any pet name, especially in public, you’re not making it home safe, and not in the sexy way.
Her love language includes quality time and gift giving. Gifts let her have a way to remember you while she’s out and about, while quality time is something she wants to hold onto for as long as possible before it’s inevitably ripped away from her. She became more needy for it after her parents had been lost to Redline, but she doesn’t say that.
PDA is a no. She knows she’ll get teased, and she doesn’t have time for that.
If you want a kiss in private, she makes a game of it. Can you do this? Can you do that? Can you beat me in rock, paper, scissors?
She gets annoying about it too. Sometimes she might purposefully make things more difficult for you just to see your face puff up. She rewards you with a good peck, though. Her black lipstick is really hard to wipe off.
Holds things away from you for fun while encouraging you to try harder to get it back from her.
Doesn’t initiate hugs, but if you initiate them quick enough, she’ll let you cling to her for a few extra seconds.
She likes massages, specifically over her back muscles and trapezius.
Shockingly.. really good at art? Give her a marker and she marks your arm up with little doodles. She probably could’ve made it as a tattoo artist as well.
NEVER challenge her to air hockey. Your fingers will end up smashed and you’ll be lucky not to break them.
Can grill absolutely killer burgers and complain if you don’t know how and state that it’s a basic skill.
Definitely reeks of motor oil sometimes.
She keeps a workshop in the lowest part of the house for her attachments and dealing with her prosthetics. Will come up from time to time to grab a bite before slinking herself back down the stairs, spending most of her time in there. She doesn’t really let you in there, but if she does, she explicitly warns you not to touch anything.
Rarely will have bouts of phantom pain in her legs, but she won’t seek you out for it. She ranks a 2/10 on the communication scale.
If you cut yourself or get yourself minimally injured somehow, she isn’t the coddling type. For you, she’d help you wrap it up before telling you to stop complaining about it.
“Real winners don’t whine. Steh auf.”
Overall, kind of like a big, standoffish cat. You have to let her come to you first.
