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Jason's emergency contact is "anyone but Bruce" but folks only read "Bruce" and call him anyway
#jason todd#red hood#bruce wayne#batman#batfamily#batfam#batboys#batbros#batkids#batsiblings#batman family#dc comics#headcanon#batposting#shitpost#do not tag as ship
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Suddenly, bell bottoms aren't so bad
Bonus sketch, because I had to vv
"Stop checking out my assistant, Stanley."
#Okay#I was never gonna draw fiddlestan#but then i was struck with inspiration in the form of bell bottom jeans#and was like.... get that twink into some bell bottoms RIGHT now#cole's art#art#gravity falls#grunkle stan#stanley pines#fiddleford mcgucket#fiddlestan#Steve Pinington? More like STAN Pining a ton#or something idk#what's this au called again?#uh idk#mystery trio#right?#the au where Stan shows up after Ford calls Fiddleford but before they test the portal y'know#where they live happily ever after and nothing ever goes wrong and stan and ford make up and stan and fiddleford make out#yeah#also the height difference lowkey goes crazy#it was unintentional but i actually like it a lot and now it's my headcanon#i love rambling in my tags knowing no one's reading ts 🙏#almost forgot to tag ford lol#stanford pines
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Making a chain cause why not!? Hdisiwisjs
Put your name/nickname in the Character Headcanon Generator and see what you get!
Link!
Erm...so-
@starsinthenigth @mxnaceo @duckp0t + Anyone who wants to do it! (No pressure)
#― abbey !#― the angel catalogue !#― sky !#― chains !#idk what else to tag#hello :3#idk how tags work#skysky#hello tumblr#tumblr game#tumblr chain#tag chain#chain#reblog#tag game#tumblr#game#reblog game#tagging game#tags tags tags#tag tag tag#more tags#idk how to tag this#perchance#headcanons#character headcanons#headcanons generator#idk why i made this#idk what im doing#idk man
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love you, love you, love you;
mr. crawling x reader
plot: some things are best expressed without the need of words — themes: spooning/cuddling, smut, maybe yan vibes — w.c: 1.1k
a/n: my first homicipher related fic. i want to try one for mr. silvair & mr. gap next, bc they were also my favs. this game has been taking over my life so much lately. like it’s been in my dreams, haaah.
masterlist • ao3
Mr. Crawling was always loud when he was excited within your company; his laughter filled out the vast empty spaces that were otherwise unadorned with familiarity. Whatever you once sought from those winding corridors was ever-fleeting, temporary, leaving you stuck within the confines of his company.
Yet, when he felt what you could only interpret as affection—that’s when Mr. Crawling then became different—quiet, soothing, kind but also… curious.
And when you would usually sleep, he would stand watch, knelt over the floor as per his usual stance but sometimes crouched near you, sometimes leaning back against the wall with his legs pressed up against his chest. He would watch you as his life depended on it, unwavering in focus and with eerie intensity. He would watch as your chest rose and fell, leaning close on occasion to catch the sweep of your breath and sometimes, he would trace the pad of his milky fingertips in long, languid strokes against your face. Always so delicate, so tender, but for the most part, quiet and even shy.
Having once caught a glimpse of Mr. Gap in your blanket space, however, set something territorial off for Mr. Crawling and he was never able to recover from such an invasion. The very idea that someone else was able to infiltrate what he deemed to be your space—especially someone who he disapproved of—wasn’t something he could stand for. Especially with the sort of trickster Mr. Gap was, he couldn’t bear to see you get hurt. It would kill him on the inside (and on the outside, too).
So, just as you were getting into bed to rest up once more, he too, slipped in under the covers with you. At first, you were startled as usual, turning to face him with confusion evident in your eyes, murmuring out some words in a language that he still could not understand. He repeated something back, the meaning lost and indecipherable upon your ears, though soon surrendering to emphasis using gestures instead. A hug to bring you closer, a reassuring pat on your head and a small, longing kiss over your nose.
You listened to his words again, repeating over and over like a broken record.
Perhaps he meant no harm, after all.
You turned your back to him and settled into his chest, finding that he was surprisingly warm for what he was. His taller frame encased your body, wrapping his ashen arms around your waist—accidentally brushing the fabric that sat over your breast—nicking the cloth ever so slightly. Your breath hitched in surprise and as though in sheepish realisation, he withdrew right away, terrified that you were upset with him.
You drew out a long breath, reminding yourself again, that after everything that has happened thus far…
That, Mr. Crawling does not want to hurt you.
That Mr. Crawling has only ever helped you.
So perhaps, right now, Mr. Crawling only wanted to be closer to you.
You relaxed your breathing, settling into his comforting shadow once more and allowed for his presence to envelop you. He repeated the soothing motions of his grappling arm, although he held onto you softer that time. His hands explored your body with a delicate touch, as though afraid of breaking you—of upsetting you again—his motions growing confident the longer that you didn’t protest. It wasn’t long before he, otherwise not disturbed by your lacking, conscious awareness, decided to explore further with you. Mr. Crawling’s fingers didn’t ask for permission that time, creeping beneath the clinging fabric, feeling your skin against his palms, inviting a pleased, almost delighted smile to curl on his lips.
The silence remained unbroken as Mr. Crawling continued his explorative focus on you; the quickly-building evidence of his need growing harder the longer he pushed himself behind your body, the repeated touches arousing something warmer within him. To both his surprise as well as your own—you were not repulsed, allowing him to creep even lower, below the skirt of the dress and up, brushing his hand up to your exposed skin and, reading into it—you communicated your consent from the moment you parted your legs, allowing him to get even closer.
Confidence surged in Mr. Crawling as he pushed himself into your hilt, allowing his hardened length to slip inside. Betraying the stagnant silence, he shuddered out a ragged gasp before giving into his own rising need; grinding himself into your sopping sex with steadily increasing fervour. His fingers clamped around the curve of your hips as he held you in place, slamming every last inch of himself deep into your core.
Ever touch-starved yet wanting nothing more than to surrender to the sensation of you, Mr. Crawling continued to drive his cock into your needy cunt, soon wrapping his winding arms around your body and holding on tight. He bucked intensely as you soon succumbed to breathless whimpers, incoherently begging for his name. Equally desperate whines rolled off the slip of his tongue as he found his lips pressed into the crook of your neck, dampening your skin with sloppy wet kisses—as many as he could give.
It felt overwhelming for you in a way to be worshipped like this but you did your best to keep up with such intensity, especially as the warm, tingling pleasure built up inside of you, too. You held on just as tight as he did, your hand seeking out his own—fingers weaving into his bony digits—interlocking and squeezing tight the closer you got, your grip and otherwise clenching need tightening simultaneously. To feel him losing himself inside of you was dare you admit, addicting, feeling him completely fill and stretch you out leaving you almost dizzied from the impaling force.
Mr. Crawling, like you, soon surrendered to the rolling bliss from the flick of his hips, feeling a surging warmth mount and rise, encouraging him to lose himself to the searing heat of the moment and you. Encircling your body in a possessive hug, he suddenly began to mutter out a new word in a strained mantra, again and again.
Given how desperate he seemed to be, you understood the meaning as ‘close’, especially as his actions grew more strained and less controlled.
“Close, close, close,” he repeated.
It didn’t take his chased release to catch up as his hips grew to a stutter, rutting out one final pump before melting into you. Mr. Crawling cried into your neck, spilling out the entirety of his overflowing love, feeling the pent-up devotion trickle down your thighs—yet not letting you move away—still retaining his claim on you.
Instead, he kept you even closer than before, not allowing you to part from him ever again (despite understanding your yearning for rest).
Words were never the problem, it seemed.
Mr. Crawling would have always found a way to… connect with you.
#homicipher#mr crawling#mr. crawling#homicipher fanfiction#homicipher x reader#homicipher x you#homicipher x mc#mr crawling x reader#mr crawling x you#mr crawling homicipher#homicipher headcanons#homicipher smut#mr crawling smut#homicipher mr crawling#yandere x reader#x reader fanfiction#cross posted on ao3#x you smut#x reader smut#xposted to ao3#i wrote this after a nap after playing the game for 4 hours straight and then i had this like dream about it#and i woke up ferally desiring mr crawling like it was insane#i wrote this with possessed and perhaps crazed love#i am very normal about fandoms thanks#yapping in tags again i see
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Little Leo watching telenovelas with his dad
Bonus:
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt leo#rottmnt splinter#rise leo#rise splinter#rottmnt headcanons#turtle art tag#Leo would LOVE telenovelas#the DRAMA the BETRAYALS the CAMP#everything he’s shown displays that this is a very real possibility#I also just love little Leo watching stuff with his dad when he can’t (or won’t) sleep#and yes - he needed to be in his honk shoo mimimi pajamas for it
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Tag game time baby
Ok here are the rules:
1: Go to Character Headcanon Generator
2: Type the name of your current #1 kin character/comfort character
3: Press the "Create Headcanon" button
4: Take a screenshot of the headcanon that it generated and post it in your reblog
5: Tag some moots
Here I'll go first :3
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Tags:
@drizzlemoth @lunozapp @hey-imma-fangirl @awakentrashpanda @aintan0driscollnomore @mylivingend @orangeleftyart @flower--ghoul @selora-florients @n-atsu @ol1verdrawsyt @skullgirlrawr @stitcheds-sewing-box @carnationstars @dat1jamesandthegiantpeach @worldsbiggestnerd101 @fanoffandoms23 @foulfictkin @chaosbug-png @sillyjesters @datotota @catinabeartrap
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okay now draw will solace like this
#please please pleASE#pushing the will solace with a gun agenda here#will solace#will solace fanart#will solace headcanon#pjo#hoo#toa#trials of apollo#percy jackson and the olympians#heros of olympus#will solace fan club#pjo headcanon#the sun and the star#i AM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES PLeASEE#also if u do tag me maybe?#olympics#olympics 2024#bisexual
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What if instead of being resurrected and staying their age in the afterlife, the twins instead went back to the age they were when they were last alive (aka, lil babees)?
Bonus:
Nari was not emotionally prepared for this get him some soft blankets to build a nest with stat!!
#cotl#cult of the lamb#cult of the lamb fanart#cotl comic#cotl narinder#cotl lamb#cotl narilamb#<- not rlly?? But sorta. I'll tag it#cotl aym#cotl baal#aym and baal#cult of the lamb aym#cult of the lamb baal#also while I headcanon they were complete babies when sacrificed I drew em more toddler age here#cuz id be better than drawing two lil jellybeans on the ground lol#mewnie art#Tumblr.... why must u butcher the quality... whyyyyy
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Alastor is drawing
also some things he's drawing
jfdhgdgfkdhgjlrutihg[ohplrtnbfkldgpdjf i love Alastor and the fact that he loves drawing is just dlgkfhdghglk so cute
huh. he wouldn't want to show these to anyone...
#hazbin hotel#hazbin#alastor hazbin hotel#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel alastor#alastor the radio demon#radio demon#the radio demon#alastor and rosie#hazbin rosie#rosie hazbin hotel#rosie and alastor#radiorose#platonic radiorose#my main hazbin headcanon (ef)#Elsa Fogen Art tag
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Zelda Reacts Part 2 : a comic series where Zelda reacts differently depending on which armour Link is wearing.
Wow, I received. A LOT. of requests. hahaha the response for the first one was overwhelming in the best way!! but I have ideas for so many more so if you requested something chances are I'll be doing it at some point.
*ahem* also, I CANNOT BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR THIS OK!! I was left unsupervised with drawing implements!!
Part 1: Rubber <<< >>> Part 3: Vai
#yea she's looking at his butt#i'm sorry not sorry#zelda loves her cake#i'll take myself to jail for these tags#the legend of zelda#loz botw#legend of zelda#botw#loz comic#botw fancomic#botw comic#botwfanart#loz fanart#loz memes#zelink#link fanart#zelda fanart#comics#headcanon#thesadpuffin#polarbeararts
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forever obsessed with percy being weird. off-putting. strange even. a cryptid maybe. an urban legend if I may. my boy is the son of one of the oldest, most powerful gods, has been in FBI's records since the age of twelve, fought and won two wars against immortal beings, went to hell and back. I think he's allowed to be a little odd.
#percy jackson#cryptid percy jackson#<- there are only 3 fics under this tag on ao3 it's making me so sad#because i have THOUGHTS and HEADCANONS and IDEAS but i don't know how to write#demigods being less humans than they are in canon is a favorite headcanon of mine#they get to be WEIRD and SCARY and POWERFUL#!!!!#percy jackon and the olympians#heroes of olympus#pjo#pjo hoo toa#demigods#percy jackson fandom#percy jackson tv show#pjo show#percy tag
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the tek of the slab variety...
#im so sane im so normal#hermitshipping#slabtek#tag later#my art#sketch#etho is the clingy one btw that's my personal headcanon-- 💥
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Miku comes out to her dad
memories of miku and mike at the pride parade
#hatsune miku#vocaloid#piapro studio#doodle#hatsune mike#happy father’s day people#i wanted to pick a more specific flag for this post (the trans flag) but part of the way i run this blog—#—is for anyone’s headcanoned version of miku to fit in as much as possible#the whole message of anonymous m and all that#i do apologise for choosing an arguably more ‘corporate�� route to this but it is father’s day—#—and i really wanted to draw accepting father mike hatsune who loves his robot daughter no matter what#anyway sorry for rambling in the tags again
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THE TRIPS TO EUROPE TO SEE EDGEWORTH ARE ACTUALLY CANON????? I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST A RANDOM THING PEOPLE HEADCANONED
#I just thought it was like a really popular headcanon what#ace attorney#dual destines#ace attorney dual destines#apollo justice trilogy#aa5#pwdd#ajt#aa5-2#the monstrous turnabout#phoenix wright#apollo justice#narumitsu#wrightworth#idc tagging them bc i can ❤#dual destines spoliers#apollo justice trilogy spoilers#ace attorney dual destinies spoilers#aa5 spoilers#pwdd spoilers#ajt spoilers#aa5-2 spoilers#I don't put a liveblogging tag cuz I always post screenshots with the notes I write while playing after I finished all of the case :D
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Manfred: *skeleton noises*
Emmrich: your son is awake
Rook: before sunrise, he’s your son
#dragon age#dragon age veilguard#da veilguard#dragon age 4#da 4#emmrich x rook#emmrich#emmrich volkarin#rook x emmrich#dragon age emmrich#dragon age manfred#da emmrich#da rook#da the veilguard#da tag#da:tv#da:v#da: the veilguard#da:vg#da:tv rook#headcanons#incorect quotes
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