★, ☠, ▼
★ - sad headcanon
so, here you aretoo foreign for hometoo foreign for here. never enough for both.
ISLA was born in New York and raised in Peregrine. Her father grew up in Napa County speaking French and her mother hailed from Cebu speaking her mother tongue. She was a caricature of cultures and traditions and beliefs that HOME for her is not a place, but a group of people; she was considered either to be too white to be asian or too asian to be white — but that’s okay. She can make her own home, forge her own identity. She’s strong enough for it.
☠ - angry/violent headcanon
And all the kids cried out,“Please stop, you’re scaring me.”I can’t help this awful energy.Goddamn right, you should be scared of me. Who is in control?
Out of the entire coven, ISLA is considered to be the weakest link — her complete denial of the existence of her magic, the complete and efficient micromanagement of her entire life that caused her to be spread too thin and too wide, and her general persona of being meek and mild, couldn’t hurt a fly. The coven forgets is that still waters run deep and out of everyone, ISLA is most like her element — push and pull, adapt, converge, and swallow enemy ships at her wake. She doesn’t get mad, she gets even — control is her specialty and for an aquakinetic, that is deadly. ( To the surprise of the entire coven, ISLA will be the first to kill without remorse. Out of the entire coven, she will be the only one to not lose sleep over it. ) ( Do no harm, yes, but not at the expense of others — SKYLAR isn’t the only one that embodies Machiavelli. )
▼ - childhood headcanon
You’re the only friend I need Sharing beds like little kidsAnd laughing ‘til our ribs get toughBut that will never be enough
TRES MARIAS DE PEREGRINE were inseparable, so much so that they always slept in the same room until MIA began boarding school in Connecticut. They all had their own rooms, but somehow, they just drifted towards each other — and until now, whenever they’re all at the same place, more often than not, MIA, PIA, AND ISLA would be sleeping under a sturdy, artsy fort they made with their bed covers and all the extra pillows found in the immediate area.
