Meme Goes Floating Around: I Follow After Like A Duckling.

[soteriophobe]

Said meme:

Give me a character and I'll tell you a piece of my personal headcanon.

So...yes! Yay! Please do? :D

On another note: very bad couple of weeks. In hospital on and off. Very sad. Feeling better now. Could just be the excessive amounts of Cinnamon Toast Crunch I had for breakfast (OMG SOMEONE IN AUSTRALIA SELLS IT!). But! Now about to start

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[frith_in_thorns]

Diana :D

[soteriophobe]

She was a brat, as a child, full of entitlement and self-pity, until Charlie (who grew up in the Kensington region of Philadelphia) taught her more about the world - showed her how lucky she was. Then she felt deep shame at what she used to be, did a 360, and became the kind of kid who started arguments in her sociology and modern history classes. After Charlie died, she made a vow to herself that she would make him proud - spend the rest of her life protecting people who couldn't protect themselves, remain committed to doing the right thing and never forgetting who she was or where she came from.

Someone in high school called her a lesbian - because she was a jock - and meant it to be an insult. Rather than take offence, though, she realised they were right - realized that she was gay, had always known that she was, she'd just never given it language. She smiled, thanked her attacker, and walked away

[sholio]

Peter. ^_^

[soteriophobe]

Oooh, I am going to write a whole fic about this, and so…this is basically an outline of that fic, but

[soteriophobe]

His Dad could see that Peter was ridiculously intelligent and wanted the best for him, so he made Peter go for scholarship exams for all the fancy-pants private academies in Upstate New York (The Albany Academy and such), and Peter won said scholarships - so he went to a ridiculously upscale private school. He loved the curriculum but hated the atmosphere - he wasn't a popular kid. He was a huge nerd (he was on the mathletics team, I bet, which is why it was such a sore point when Neal brought it up) and he was there on scholarship, so none of the rich kids thought he belonged there and made fun of his blue-collar origins. Fortunately, he was also a jock - baseball, of course, as well as some other teams (never football, though) - and that earned him enough "cool points" that he wasn't openly bullied. He was just kind of a loner. This weighed on him heavily, and he felt very lonely - but he did manage to form bonds with some of the teachers. His math teacher, especially - the one he admitted to having a crush on - would often sit with

[sholio]

Oh, Peter! *petpetpet*

Some of this was already my own headcanon -- that he grew up blue-collar, that he was lonely in school because of his smarts and his background, and a little shy with girls. It totally rings true that his dad would have been, well, an older Peter, basically -- a guy who tried his damnedest to instill a strong sense of morality in his son, and didn't shy away from being affectionate and stern in equal measures. I get the impression, both from the way that Peter talks about his dad and the way he is with other people, that there's a strong parental bond in his background.

I would read the heck out of that story. :D

[florastuart]

Mozzie!

[soteriophobe]

Mozzie's mind is so much older than his body, and it's always been a problem. The first lesson he learned in life was: People hurt and/or leave other people, and so it seems like it has become Mozzie's life's mission to be something slightly less than human - a ghost, a silhouette that you see out of the corner of your eye. Something ephemeral, essentially nameless, completely off-the-record, appearing and disappearing like an optical illusion. Because if you're not a person, no other person can leave you, right?

It wasn't always like this, though. When he was adopted by the feds, the nice couple of suits, he thought he had a shot at humanity. He thought maybe he could finally rest, finally have a name, finally rely on someone. Maybe he wouldn't have to read about war anymore, constantly fight a war anymore, maybe the war was over. But he was always uneasy - and when it all came crashing down, he learned another lesson: Trust your instincts. And another lesson: The war is never over.Mozzie often wonders why his parents didn't want

[florastuart]

Oh. Oh, oh, ow. Oh, Moz. *snuggles him forever and ever and ever* Oh, man, this is beautiful and it hurts and it feels absolutely right for Mozzie. *hugs him again*

[soteriophobe]

Awww, thank you! Though…er…sorry for the ow! I am not usually one for over-woobification of canon, but Mozzie strikes me as a really tragic character. Especially since - narratively speaking - he is the "clown/jester/etc" kind of character? And the funniest characters usually have the saddest backgrounds. :(

*hugs mozzie too*

[surreal_44]

Oooh, this looks fun. How about Hughes? :-D