RIFF HEADCANONS !!

RIFF HEADCANONS !!

riff is a horrible person and i do not condone his actions but mike's portrayal has made me empathized with the goddamn character and i cannot stop thinking about this headcanons so here you go.

ALSO FIRST HEADCANON I SAW IT SOMEWHERE ON TUMBLR BUT I CANNOT FIND WHO DID IT IM SORRY SO CREDS TO THEM THANK YOU FOR IT.

warnings: swearing (in multiple languages).

riff is terrified of pigeons

that was one of the most hilarious conversations with tony.

"hey- are you okay?"

"it's the pigeons man"

"...the what?"

"THE FUCKING PIDGEONS, TONY"

he can't do math.

and he can't read clocks. like,,, he always ask what time is it and if someone points at the clock instead of actually telling him, he gets pretty upset.

greatest climber. used to climb buildings and stuff just for fun.

dropout from school.

he is bad with kids. not purposefully, he is just not a natural. so then he'll be purposely mean with kids.

he tugs at the old necklace he has like a lot, even when he is not nervous.

by the way, tony has the exact same necklace but he doesn't wear it anymore. it's hanged on one of his walls at doc's, though.

he whistles. a lot. constantly. especially when he is alone.

and he is always singing. he would eventually burst into a full singing and dancing show FOR ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING.

terrific dancer by the way. music floods through his veins.

i'm not saying he has anxiety but that's exactly what i'm saying.

the might tony went to jail, he cried himself to sleep.

riff gets extremely nervous during rumbles. like, his anxiety will actually be higher than his adrenaline tbh.

baby john is his favorite, apart from tony. he is just so quiet and calm, he loves him.

fingers guns and bad puns. IF YOU GOT IT YOU GOT IT.

HE IS IRISH.

he never got to meet his mom because she left. as in,,, abandoned him with his dad. he would like to meet her, though, but he know it's practically impossible.

that fake silver bracelet he has? the only thing left from his mom. and his blond hair has the same blond she has.

hates his dad.

with a passion.

seriously

worst you can do is tell him he looks/acts like his dad.

don't do that.

he'll literally punch you. hard. right on the face.

he is a pretty romantic boyfriend and he really doesn't try to hide it because he's not romantic in the type of saying embarrassing adorable full of sugar things.

he is romantic in hands all over their partner, taking them on cute though short and not expensive dates ( doc's, a walk, dancing or maybe even the cinema )

and god, he would like to have money just so he could spoil his partner. he gets kinda upset when he remember he can't, because he totally would.

give him a clip he'll give you a key.

for real

he doesn't remember when did he learn to do that but he knows how to do it so.

this reminds me,,,

he doesn't remember most of his childhood.

yknowasintraumareflex

that's why he always saying he looks to the future.

his teenage years and the parts with tony, he can remember that perfectly, though.

he used to be a crybaby.

riff cried for absolutely anything when he was a kid.

he had to get tough, though. and now the only people who had ever seen him cry are his father and tony.

he still cries to tony sometimes.

he is always talking and running his mouth but he likes to sit in silence and do nothing.

maybe that's why he likes baby john that much, because when riff is silence he doesn't push him to keep talking.

baby john lets him be.

he is good with cars. not as good as diesel, but still

i'm telling yall.

he is crazy about cars.

will shamelessly punch whoever says a motorcycle is better than a good car.

as he should

his favorite cars are fords

they are just so classy and cool.

mouthpiece is the only one who can get him to crack a smile when he is feeling down.

he knows italian and a bit of french because i have this headcanons in which the jets are a huge cultural treasure.

and when he was learning italian with action, who by the way is italian of course, he naturally learned the swearing first.

he spent a whole week randomly screaming italian swear words whenever he got mad - like when he got his toe stubbed - and upset.

"CAZZO"

"what the heck"

"ACCIDENTI VAFFANCULO, PORCA VACCA, STRONZO UGH!"

"action, what-"

"don't ask, tony, just don't"

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- Agents of Shield.

- Beetlejuice: The Musical.

- DC Comics.  • ( damian wayne, jason todd, dick grayson, tim drake, roy harper, gar logan, wally west. )

- Dead Poets Society.  • ( charlie dalton )

- Derry Girls

- Deadly Class.  • ( marcus lópez argüello )

- Dear Evan Hansen.  • ( connor murphy )

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- Hamilton: The Musical.

- Harry Potter: see Wizarding World. 

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- Modern Family.

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- Panic.  • ( dodge mason)

- Percy Jackson.

- Powerpuff Girls ( & Rowdyruff )  • ( both the powerpuff and the rowdyruff tbh )

- Riverdale.  • ( fp jones )

- Rumble Fish.  • ( rusty james)

- Scream.  • ( billy loomis, stu macher, randy meeks, tatum riley, sidney prescott, mickey altieri, kirby reid, chad meeks-martin, mindy meeks-martin, tara carpenter, anika kayoko, laura crane )

- Six.

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- Stand By Me.  • ( chris chambers )

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- Tomb Raider.

- The Breakfast Club.

- The Folk of the Air.  • ( cardan greenbriar )

- The Hobbit.  • ( legolas, kili )

- The Hunger Games.  • ( finnick odair, peeta mellark )

- The Lord of the Rings.  • ( aragorn, legolas)

- The Office.  • ( jim halpert )

- The Outsiders.  • ( dallas winston, sodapop curtis, curly sheppard, two-bit matthews )

- The Society.

- The 100.

- Uncharted.

- Wednesday.  • ( xavier thorpe, wednesday addams, bianca barclay, tyler galpin, ajax petropolus )

- Winx.

- Wizarding World.  • ( sirius black, james potter, remus lupin, regulus black, peter pettigrew, george weasley, draco malfoy, james sirius potter, teddy lupin )

- West Side Story.  • ( balkan, riff )

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Could you possibly write a fic where Dodge is somehow put in a vulnerable state or situation? You’re a wonderful writer, I’m excited to see where this could go.

Dodge Mason x Original Character: I'm not sick.

Words: 1452

Reader pronouns: not stated

Summary: Basically, Dodge gets sick.

Author's note: Thank you for requesting! And it's so kind of you to tell me that, I love you <3. I received this request while I was finishing Told you there was not much to see. I thought of answering the request with it but since it included such a triggering topic, I decided not to. It took me some time deciding in which "vulnerable" position I wanted to put Dodge in. Putting him in danger broke my heart so I went for the 'being sick' cliche. I don't know if that's the vulnerable that you expected, but is certainly the one you're getting, and I don't regret it one bit! Also reader and Dodge are in a established relationship. Criticism is appreciated, requests are open!!

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It had been pretty weird waking up to no texts from Dodge, he always made sure to leave some messages for you every morning, even if you were already awake. But still, you had just thought he was busy, maybe riding a horse somewhere or working on early hours at Dot's. However, when you had received that text message from Dayna saying Dodge was sick, everything made a lot more sense. She wasn't asking you to come and take care of your boyfriend, but you decided to do so because you really didn't have anything better to do. 

You pulled over and walked out of the car after you had made sure your phone was with you. The Mason's house was waiting for you from across the street, hidden behind the trees and the metallic fence. Hidden, exactly like the Masons were at first in that little town. Being invisible, and ignored. 

Both the fence and the front door were not locked, still you knocked on the latest to make sure they knew you were there. You were closing the front door behind you when Dayna came from the kitchen, smiling a bit when she saw it was you. 

Dayna was the reason why you met Dodge. I mean, yes, the boy went to your school, but that didn't mean you two talked. You had met Dayna when delivering some food order from your mother's restaurant, and you had gradually become friends to the point you would spend the night at the house, as a sleepover. Dodge found himself falling for his sister's friend before he could notice. He had asked you out on a date, you had said yes... The rest was History. 

"Sick boy is upstairs," Dayna chuckled before you could even open your mouth to greet her. You smiled at her ", be careful, though, he gets pretty annoying when he's sick" 

"I think I can handle him," you said, still smiling gently. You tried to look over at the kitchen, but the hallway and its walls didn't allow you to see anything "Is your mom home?" 

Dayna shook her head "No. Uh, but before you go upstairs, give him this," the girl turned around in her wheelchair and went to the kitchen. You followed her, watching then how she took the tea she had been preparing, putting it into a nice, unbreakable plastic cup and gave it to you "He needs to take this" 

"I'll make sure he does," you assured, taking the warm cup in your hands. Dayna smiled at you "Thanks, Y/N" 

You nodded with your head, still not turning around "Is he contagious?" 

"I don't think so. His body is just drained and he has a sore throat" 

Without further ado, you turned around after nodding again and went upstairs. You walked in the darkness of the hall upstairs without the need to switch the light on, you had those walls and that floor memorized from spending so much time there. It could be said that house was your second home. After all, it was a nice place, after you had been able to win the trust of the three people living there - and, believe me, it hadn't been easy. 

Dodge's bedroom was the one down the hall. The door wasn't completely closed, like an invitation from you to enter into the even darker bedroom. Dodge was probably pretty sick if he had to keep his lights off, or that's what you thought as you entered slowly. 

"Dodge, babe?" You asked softly, wondering if he was awake. 

You stayed by the door, not completely confident to move through the bedroom with no lights, and waiting for you eyes to adjust to the darkness. Maybe there was something on the floor you could trip with, even though Dodge usually kept his room pretty tidy. Or at least tidier than yours. 

The noises of a body brushing against the sheets of the bed revealed Dodge was in fact awake, as he tried to gather the strength he needed to lift himself up. Your eyes recognized his silhouette. 

"Hey," his voice didn't sound completely off, but it betrayed him. That wasn't a voice someone sane would have. 

"How are you feeling, babe?" You moved as soon as your eyes finally caught sight of the floor behind you, without anything that could make you trip. 

"I'm feeling great," assured Dodge "Why wouldn't I?" 

You chuckled lightly "Well, turns out you're sick?" 

"I'm not sick" 

Slowly, you made your way to his bed and sat down next to him, making sure he was well covered by the sheets. You couldn't quite tell because of the no light situation, but his eyes were tired and brightless, his hair was messy and a bit sweaty, and he didn't move much because his whole body hurt. 

"Here, take this," you searched for his hand so he could hold the still warm cup of tea, but it shook when you tried to give it to him and you had to rush to not let it fall "Okay, I'll hold it" 

"No, I can-" 

You shook your head firmly. He knew he had nothing to do to convince you otherwise. 

Your hand went to the back of his neck to help him hold his head in place, like he was a baby, and he parted his lips as you held the cup near his mouth, allowing him to have a small sip of the tea. You could see, now making out a bit more of his face because of getting used to the dark, how he slightly grimaced. 

"Is it horrible?" 

"I wasn't expecting the honey," Dodge muttered, letting his hand rest on your thigh. He smiled softly "Did Dayna make this?" he watched as you nodded. Then he chuckled, dryly, his throat hurting "She always used to put too much honey" 

"C'mon, take another sip," you waited until he nodded so you could help him again, this time taking a longer sip. 

"My mother used to make us this when our throat hurt," he continued to explain, as he had slowly swallowed "Danya never learnt how much honey she was supposed to put" 

The anecdote made you giggle softly, then made him smile gently, still with that tired expression that being sick brought as well. 

"If your throat hurts you shouldn't talk, babe," you warned him, caressing the hair on his nape. 

"It's getting better, don't worry. I really think I can hold the cup now" 

You poured and reluctantly shook your head "Let me take care of you, Dodge" 

His smile became so warm when he heard those words. He let you help him take some more sips, closing his eyes when he swallowed, because his throat was still a bit sore, and to feel more how your fingers played with the short strands of his hair at his nape. 

"Come cuddle?" He tried after you had put the cup on the bedside little table. Dodge's voice sounded calm and kind, like he was some kid asking with all his charm for candy. How could you say no to him? 

You laid down on the bed next to him, throwing your arms around his waist to keep him close to you. His head rested on your chest as you slowly drew spirals in his arms, swiftly and slowly, hearing your heartbeat. You watched him slightly close his eyes for a longer time, then tried to look up to you, but his eyes remained on your lips. 

"If you get me sick you'll have to take care of me," you said, noticing his intentions. 

He smirked, but his smile was broken by a yawn "Sounds like a great date" 

You chuckled, shaking your head "You're almost falling asleep. Let yourself rest a bit, Dodge. I'll be here whenever you wake up, okay?" 

"What did I do to deserve you?" He asked lovingly, his voice full of tenderness, so much that it made you blush. 

"I-" you giggled, looking away. You thanked it was dark in there, so he couldn't see his blush "C'mon, sleep, babe"

He nodded, yawning again and returning his head to your chest, back to hearing your calm heartbeat. You caressed his hair and you tucked him in well, so that the sheets would come to his neck and he wouldn't be cold.

Dodge looked so calm and sweet, so relaxed and vulnerable and… You found yourself smiling for no reason, before you figured out it was because of him. 

"God, I love you," you muttered, still smiling. 

Dodge smiled too, and his hands searched for yours to lock your fingers together, in the sweetest way "I love you too"

Teaser: From my WIP Losers... Connor Murphy x Original Character ( from Chapter 4 / The joke or the friend )

Word count: 375

Edited?: No :(

Author's note: Hey! This is a sneak peak (maybe a long one) to my current wip, an alternate universe with a Connor x fem!OC dynamic.

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"Why'd you do that?" Connor asked. His voice sounded like something between anger and nervousness "Now they'll think—"

"I don't give a fuck what they'll think" Dakota shrugged "Hopefully Jared would start thinking twice, or at least once, before he talks…"

He snapped a bit, holding back his lashing out "Why don't you care about them calling you a freak?"

"Because I know I'm not," she simply said. Dakota shrugged again "And you aren't one either"

Connor's laugh was bitter and cruel, even a bit hurtful "You don't know shit about me"

"I guess you're right. But I want to"

"What? Yeah, right" Connor made an attempt to get up in order to leave, but suddenly stopped when he felt Dakota's hand on his shoulder as she said something he didn't catch, too busy on freaking out "Don't fucking touch me"

Dakota immediately took her hand out of his shoulder "Sorry, I shouldn't have— But I'm serious, Connor, you look like a cool person"

"What the fuck do you want from me?" Connor wasn't shouting, but his voice raised "The joke is over now, okay? You can stop pretending like you care and I'll stop giving problems to you by being near you. So—"

"Goddamnit, Connor, it's no joke" scoffed Dakota, kind of desperate for him to believe her. Connor was surprised by how her voice resembled a whiplash "God, they've fucked you up so badly. Someone getting close to you doesn't mean they're going to pull some sick on you, okay?"

Dakota saw how he hesitated, like he couldn't really believe her at the very moment, it was the shimmering, shy glow of his eyes that let her know he was doubting. It was almost tragic how damaged Connor seemed to be. No one deserves this. He looked so scared it was almost hurting Dakota, but still he managed to hide it with his tough, scary facade. Connor Murphy was doomed to be a tragedy. 

"Whatever" Connor finally mumbled, but his body stopped tensing when Dakota cracked a smile, a genuine one.

She couldn't be lying so much, could she? Dakota needed to be telling the truth. Connor needed her to be telling the truth, because he was in dire need of a friend.