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Headcanon Time These headcanons are my full thoughts on a few characters. You're not obligated to like or agree with them, but I would appreciate if you could at least respect my ideas as I would yours.Headcanon Time  by ~Cherabby
That said, headcanon discussion is my heart and soul and if you want to talk about yours' I would probably love you forever
First off: Kris is adopted. Her biological mom couldn't afford to take care of her, and so she was taken in by her (current) adoptive mother. It really doesn't affect her unless people treat it like a big deal; Ethan used to joke (pretty rudely) about it fairly often until she snapped on him for it. Otherwise, she honestly couldn't care less. She's never met any of her biological family, by the way.
She's two years older than the Ethan and Lyra, one year older than Silver. Even from a pretty young age she was
a huge nerda bookworm and had a strong interest in pokemon. With the lab right next door, she visited a lot and Prof Elm actually l
Little Ghost - 1Silver had to admit, there were worse places to find yourself stuck waiting out a storm. Though the home was apparently abandoned, it didn’t seem like it had been for long. There was a pretty fine layer of dust on everything, yet the home itself seemed mostly intact. He shucked off his wet jacket and took a seat. If nothing else, at least he’d have a little peace and quiet while he waited for the rain to let up a little.Little Ghost - 1 by ~Cherabby
The redhead had already begun to drift off when a slam from upstairs snapped him back. He flinched. Shit – I thought this place was empty – he thought, sitting upright and looking around in a panicked haze. Wait – no, fuck, it was the wind or something. No one could live here; it’s probably been empty for years.
He slowly relaxed, sitting back again. He needed to stop being so damn paranoid. Even if there was someone here, he could easily –
It was nothing. Absolutely nothing, he told himself. He shut h
ConfidanteSometimes, late at night when the other members of the Scouting Legion are asleep, he mumbles to himself. It’s obvious who he’s really talking to. It’s the same person who he always used to confide in. Regardless of how he begins, it always ends the same way:Confidante by ~Cherabby
“None of us are going to last long. I’ll see you soon, Marco.”
You wish you were still there to reassure him.
Heart and Soul“I have something to tell you”Heart and Soul by ~Cherabby
He never liked attention. Red was always the quiet guy, even around his friends. He let everyone else do the talking. When he was in the spotlight, he tended to shy away from it.
Yet there was one person - just one - whose attention he not only loved but craved.
He wouldn’t last five minutes without Lyra. It was weird to think, because he had up until meeting her – but once they were close, it seemed impossible he ever had. There was something about her that Red relied on; her friendliness, her humor, just her in general. He’d never really felt lonely until he realized she wasn’t there with him.
Whenever he tried to tell her, the words just stuck in his throat. He was reduced to being quiet again because there was no way to put how he felt.
“You are my heart and soul”
She always loved attention. Lyra was a girl who was surrounded by friends, who talked endlessly without stop. She l