#*throws a headcanon to the void*

[mizaruwu]

What happened to em

[kacievvbbbb]

Look Mihawk’s eyes definitely glow in the dark and this fact definitely threw Shanks of the first time he learned it which coincidently was during their *coughs* first time. But it’s kind of hot and he’s grown used to it now……mostly.

Because you know Mihawk is definetly the type of dude to never turn on a light ever and with his propensity for staring unblinkingly and his half hazard middle of the night sleeping habits. It’s a bit of a bit of a problem .

the years Shanks has lost of his life waking up to a floating pair of shimmering golden and ringed eyes staring at him in complete darkness he will never gain back and are best not talked out.

Also imagine if Mihawk is prone to midnight snacking (making up for all the food he doesn’t eat during the day to maintain his vampiric reputation) so many a red haired pirate have woken the ship with Shrieks having stumbled into the very dark kitchen to see a pair of otherworldly eyes completely demolishing a plate of leftovers or an entire charcuterie board staring right into their soul.

Ben and Yasopp have almost shot him multiple times(with only one of those times being on purpose) Many a crew member has solicited Shanks to get his boyfriend exorcised and the ship cleansed. In 2 years the closest Zoro ever came to cutting Mihawk was while blindly flailing his swords around in the dark trying to fend of the kitchen demon that besieged him during his midnight beer run. This will happen every night, they never talk about it. Zoro never figures out it’s Mihawk and is pretty sure the Kitchen is haunted. Won’t keep him from his midnight protein shake (he is no longer allowed beer)

Perona is the only person who is even slightly normal about this (she lived on thriller bark floating pair of eyes in the dark is child’s play) she just switches on the very bright white kitchen lights, effectively blinding Mihawk and leaving his terrible posture and he use of his precious kogatana to eat meatballs exposed to the light. She gets a cup of water turns off the light and leaves. The next day Mihawk buys her a new dress they never speak of this again.

[doomedpuppetyuri]

bro who the fuck are these grumpuses man

guhhhhh been drawing a lotta grumps again recently bugsnax/survival street au is imminent,,,,,,,

[killerpancakeburger]

Dammon x Tav dynamic where you live together and in the evenings you have to physically drag Dammon from the forge by the tail to make him rest cause otherwise he'd stay up all night, but in the mornings he's the one who coaxes you out of bed with kisses and breakfast and coffee-

[zephyrus-gremlin]

When your (idk how many greats) grandpa can turn into a giant hydra and was kind enough to give you a ride (into battle)

(More Hydra!four for the masses <3)

[starpirateee]

for the drabbles, could i please request ruth and pete just kinda chatting, maybe a lil angsty? I feel like their dynamic would be cool

Ruth and Pete? You got it, anon!

Maybe a little angsty, you said, and believe me, I was completely on board to give you that... But then the characters took this in a different direction and..... Well, it's not really angsty at all-

It had been strange for Ruth, having grown up with Pete and then suddenly not seeing him every day. The two of them had known each other since the early days of elementary, and had gone all the way through to the end of high school being able to see each other almost every day.

All of that changed when Pete went off to college. Sure, they still called as often as they physically could, but it wasn't the same! Pete wasn't actually in Hatchetfield when Ruth had the appointment to get her braces removed, and she wasn't with him the night he was awake for an hour and a half after the worst nightmare of his life.

He had planned to keep the day he came back into town secret, but Steph had gotten a little too excited, and had told Ruth and Richie. The groupchat they'd maintained suddenly went wild. Pete was glad about the excitement, really. It had been too long since the four of them had been in the same place.

Ruth was well aware that they'd all arranged to go out and celebrate at the weekend, but she couldn't wait until then. So, she'd asked him if they could talk, just the two of them. Part of her had been expecting him to decline on account of him being too tired after his journey, but his only response had been asking her where she wanted to see him.

So, she was waiting for him by the lake, staring into the open depths of the water. She was aware of every car that passed on the gravel track behind her, but most of them just drove on, and the sound of their tyres against the loose stones faded out until she couldn't hear them anymore

One of them didn't.

that caught her attention, and she turned her attention from the lake fast enough to watch a little black Polo pull up on the track and stop just by the grass verge. A very familiar young man got out of the driver's side, shoving the keys into the pocket of his jeans as he wandered towards her. Her eyes went wide, and she stood, running to meet him halfway.

"Pete! oh my god!"

They met at some awkward point halfway up the verge, and she pulled him into a hug so eagerly that she almost knocked him off his feet. When he established that he wasn't going to go ass first into the bank, he laughed, and returned her hug just as readily. "Hey, Ruth!"

He had barely changed a bit. Still way too tall for his own good, still more lanky than a freshly planted tree... In fact, the only thing that had changed at all since they'd left high school was the beginnings of a moustache that now lined his top lip.

She would think about that later.

"Since when could you drive?!"

They finally broke apart, and started to walk together towards the lake. Pete spent a moment in silence trying to work out the date, and then shrugged. "Since... About two months ago?"

Ruth shot him a fake-offended glance. "And you didn't tell me?"

"I'm allowed to have one secret, and you already knew what day I was coming back!"

She conceded that argument with a shrug, and led him over to a bench. "Does anyone else know?"

"Steph."

"Not Richie?"

"Not Richie. Richie would've told you."

Ruth pouted. "That moustache makes you look like your brother."

"Oh god." Pete pulled a face. He'd spoken to Ted recently too, he knew that.

The two of them had agreed that they were going to keep a discernable difference between them, since they both ended up the double of their father. While that had caused an argument about who got to keep the hair length (Pete made the rightful claim that he'd grown it first, so Ted agreed to cut his on occasion), the one thing that they did agree on was that Ted was going to be the one to keep the facial hair. He'd made it his brand, and Pete really didn't want to be mistaken for him... "I don't think you brought me here to compare me to Ted. What's up?"

He'd learned to recognise that when Ruth grilled him on his personal life, she was trying to avoid mentioning something about her own. Her anxiety took over when she least needed it to, and she ended up avoiding the subject altogether. He remembered something that richie had said to him in the winter, and his heart ached a little to bring it back into his mind. His brow furrowed. "Uh... Richie said you stopped doing tech? How come?"

Ruth frowned, but she couldn't keep herself from laughing for long. "I did, yeah..."

"What? What's funny?"

"I gave up tech, but- uh- I might've gotten an acting gig?" She looked up at him expectantly, and watched for the moment when the words finally sunk in.

"Wait, are you serious?"

She nodded, eager. That's why she'd invited him lakeside in the first place. All of this was worth it for seeing him again, finding out he could drive now (the number of things she could do with this information...) and getting the chance to tell him that she was finally going ahead with her dream."Uh huh! It took him a month to ger me outta the booth... But we shot this- uh- this stupid little no budget movie that he filmed... And we got Reese and PJ involved... It was fun!"

"So... What? After this home movie, you went in for an audition?"

"Well, I found this-" Ruth cut herself off quickly, with the realisation that Pete would likely know what she was talking about if she were just to reference it. "I joined the players!"

It did take him a moment, but when it clicked, he grinned, broad and genuine. "Ruth! That's amazing!"

Not even six months ago, she wouldn't have dreamed about talking about the Hatchetfield Players in regards to herself! This was a huge step for her, and he couldn't have been prouder.

She could see as much in the way his face lit up. That had been the point of most of their conversations since Ruth got cast in that one line role in their low stakes elementary school play when they were eight. She had wanted to be on the stage ever since, but something had always gotten in the way.

His arm fell around her shoulders, and he pulled her in a little closer. She laughed in delight, looking up to meet his eyes behind the frames of his glasses. "Okay, okay, that was my news... Tell me something from your end!"

"Huh? I didn't come with anything!"

"C'monnnnn, I'm not gonna move till you drop some hot college gossip!"

He chuckled, unable to believe he'd just been pulled into the news without warning. "Uh.... Okay, I've got something. You know my roommate, right? I've talked about him, haven't I?"

"Sure. Jordan..?"

"Yeah, Jordan. He convinced me to take up the bass again. I guess there's that?" He offered, to which Ruth gasped. He held up a hand in a so-so gesture, hoping she wouldn't get too excited. "I mean, I'm no Jack White."

"... Who?"

"Okay then... Uh, John Deacon?"

That one seemed to resonate a little more. Ruth hummed with recognition, and Pete sighed softly, glad he didn't have to pull a list of bassists from his mind.

"No, but you were so good at guitar when you used to do that! What got you back in?"

"Oh, uh, I got in with a couple of the music lot when we went out once. Most the motivation came from them, actually. I dunno, it's good for getting shit out... If you and Richie ever make another home movie, I could score?" He suggested.

"Richie went into film, remember? God, you could score his Hollywood debut!" Ruth laughed in return.

"Only with you as his leading lady..."

"Alright, deal!"

[azrael08]

A silly little nsfw Destiel idea for you dining pleasure,

once upon a time Dean jokingly told Cas that the way you apologize to your lover is by giving them a blowjob. Fast-forward to them hugging in the bunker after Cas apologizes for something he did wrong and suddenly pulls back and drops to his knees and starts to unbuckle Dean's belt and Dean's like "!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" and tries to stop Cas but then Cas is like "Don't worry dean, I want you to know that I truthfully mean my apology" and before Dean can respond with "WTF" he just blacks out because Cas doesn't actually know how to give a blowjob and just straight up swallows him whole.

[scoliosisgoblin]

doodles and some lore. I'm tired.

[naudiz-scribbles]

Just a study/headcanon thingie comparing Maxwell and Wilson's arms and how they're different. Cuz fuck yeah shadow arm + chemical burn heacanons. Plus a contrast version just to more clearly illustrate Wil's scars, these aren't very high visibility. --Just the left arms.

Tiny smidge of hc under the cut--probably not even enough to justify a read-more. Mostly rambling, sorry.

I have thought too much about this.

-Max's claws/talons/whatever are sharper than Wil's. They're also kinda polished and shiny, as well as pretty much scar-less. This is mostly because he prefers his puppets to do the dirty work, but also because he's a little too concerned with his appearance for someone struggling to survive.

-Wil's are slightly shorter and duller from manual labor and lack of care for them. If he wanted to do some damage (which is a last resort for both of them) he absolutely could, but they're not going to prick your skin.

-The skin of both their arms is smooth and hairless, hair just... doesn't really grow well on shadow skin, ig. As you get to the fingers, the tops gradually feel smoother and harder, like, chitinous (i think.) The palms and undersides of the fingers remain somewhat soft and textured.

-Not claw related, but Max has longer palms and fingers! (fingers mostly.) Apparently this makes him water-aligned or something? Based on... I don't know what. Just something I came across looking for references.

-I dunno what that'd make Wil, since his hands are fairly average in proportions. Maybe his fingies are a smidge long?? So air I guess??

-Wil actually holds some amount of pride for his scars (save for the palm cut.) He sees them as symbols of his growth as a scientist. They do however stiffen those areas of his skin and pull a bit, which can be mildly painful.

-The palm cut he really wishes he didn't have. Baaaaad memories.

-Aaaaand on the subject of self-consciousness: Wil is kinda bothered by the shadow arm thing. Less so as time goes on (in the camp it's become pretty normalized,) but he initially wore his gloves over them to try to hide them.

[spraypaintstainonawhitewall]

Cherripoison headcanons because they are taking over my life

it's long as shit and i am not putting a tldr deal with it

Poison loves holding hands with Cherri

their most frequent spot is this one bar-slash-restaurant in Zone 2 where they are regulars at this point. the waiters are almost always expecting them and have a table on the ready

Their favorite spot, however, is this large rock on the border of Zones 5 and 6. It's a great spot to watch the sunset, not a lot of Dracs or people come there and it's well shielded. Cherri discovered it by accident, and not even his closest friends know it exists.

He took Party there on their first official date because he was desperate and didn't know what they'd like. Party, of course, didn't care where they went, as long as they were together (their words)

long drives to nowhere is their favorite couple activity. Party is usually always the one who drives, since Cherri can't help but stare at them the whole time. he once nearly ran over some killjoy because he was too busy staring at them in the passenger seat

Party steals his clothes. A lot. More than once, they have stumbled into the diner in the dead of night with one of Cherri's shirts. They argue that it's because it's comfortable, but the real reason is because it smells like him

if u ever see them hanging out together, do not ask them if they are together. you will never receive a proper answer.

popular answers for 'are you two together?' include: 'I accidentally sold my soul to them so now i have no choice but to hang out with them' 'he fed me once and i am now his forever' 'the Witch told me if we didnt hold hands this instant the world would explode. you're welcome.' 'me and who?' (said when Party was in Cherri's lap, his arms practically squeezing them)

the reason is bcoz they just dont wanna put a more complicated label to them other than 'a poet and a killjoy who really like each other'. 'lovers' doesnt cut it, and neither does 'drifters'.

one that they did like was christened by the girl- engaged to be engaged. they thought it was cute, so sometimes, if theyre not snappy enough, they'll say they're 'pre-fiances'

they didnt tell anyone they were a thing, just waited til people figured it out. Pony was the last to find out- Kobra was the first.

they often go on double dates with Newsie and Chimp, but Chimp and Party just end up talking the whole time, so its just Cherri and Newsie staring at each other and eating the whole time

when Party died, Cherri disappeared for a full month. No one except Cherri knows where he was, and no matter what, he absolutely never told anyone.

Cherri's the only person other than Kobra Party will allow to lace them up.

It's a good thing too, because Cherri loves playing with Party's hair

Even after they start dating, Party calls him Pepsi, mainly because they know it annoys him. Cherri tried to clap back with a stupid nickname of his own, but it backfired horribly and Party ended up loving it

the only time Cherri ever cried in his entire life was when Pony told him that Party's mask was missing and couldn't be put in the mailbox.

They often break into his house at midnight with no explanation. Cherri's gotten used to it at this point

if you listen closely, you can hear them giggling in the background when Cherri does his poetry section. If it's ever too loud, the Fab Four or the WKIL crew will record it

these recordings are the most precious thing in Cherri's life after losing them- it's pretty much all he has left to keep him from forgetting Poison's voice. Pony once accidentally broke one, and ever since then, ae's been banned from his house

Jet, without fail, gives them an anniversary present every year, and so does Dr. D. It's how they find out it's their anniversary, since they don't bother keeping track of that stuff

it doesn't help that they both give it on different days, so they just start making up days until every alternate day is some reason to celebrate

The first time they said I love you, Cherri said it first while drunk, and Party said it back thinking he didn't mean it

they both pretended not to remember it the next day, even though they did

the second time they said I love you was when Party had to go into the city, and Cherri doesn't know if they heard him say it back under his breathe.

Cherri stole a wanted poster of Party from the hearts of Bat City that Newsie doodled hearts all over and wrote 'C+P 4ever' in one of the hearts. it hangs there well past anyone who knows what any of it means has died

they often exchange art pieces- Cherri with poems he wrote, and Poison with drawings they made

[meirimerens]

I've only now noticed Eva Yan's scars on your drawings of her, is there any story or headcanon behind them?

keeping it real babygirl [gender neutral] the story is that this woman canonically kills herself, canonically contemplates suicide, quite explicitly mentioning the method she intents on using to you (with implications that she has, at the very least, thought about it/thought it through before), and lives with broken mirrors so she cannot (/doesn't have to) see her face like i just think She Is Mentally Unwell. like as a long-term, enduring, persistent thing, She Is Mentally Unwell and the plague is just worsening her condition, while it didn't cause it. the storey/headcanon is that she is mentally ill, openly and canonically has self-destructive tendencies, so. the scars are here because she lives with a lil something something in her mind which drives her to plenty of destructive acts in ways big and small. ywkim

[kacievvbbbb]

Mihawk and the Red Haired Pirates

-Look I don't know what to tell you, Mihawk's epithet is literally Hawkeyes meaning he is world-renowned for his eyesight meaning that he'd probably make a good sharpshooter. And maybe Yasopp decides to test this theory with a little friendly competition. And after giving Mihawk a quick intro into how guns work, maybe Yasopp had to pull out every trick there is in the book to narrowly avoid losing to said Hawkeyes, who as it turns out is indeed very good at hitting targets and who had literally just learned how to cock a gun not even 30 minutes ago. But who's to say what actually happened, the day of November 25th at 2:35pm? Certainly not Yasopp, the record clearly shows he is undefeated.

-Once a year Ben and Mihawk go on a little trip just the two of them. They act like it's just so they can shit-talk Shanks but actually, they just go fishing somewhere in the middle of the ocean and drink horribly overpriced and fancy alcohol. Look Benn loves his crew, and would die for them but also if he doesn't get at least a week to himself once every year he'd kill them all himself. He deserves nice things and a little peace and fucking quiet and not being constantly inundated with the whims of a man child and Mihawk's the closest he's ever gonna get to a friend with taste, and he travels alone with a bunch of fancy wine. Sue the man. Mihawk who would rather nap is fine to let someone else sail his overgrown raft against the annoyingly ever-changing grandline for a week or two.

-Wouldn't it be cute if Mihawk learned a lot of his fancier cooking techniques from Roux? Like he knew how to cook to survive but watching Roux is how he learned to like properly dice vegetables and that eating fish prepared the same way three times a day is not infact a life he would like to lead. This was of course less cute to Lucky Roux who in the beginning had no clue what was happening and only felt the weight of Mihawk's otherworldly stare on the back of his neck as he handled knives. (he defiantly for at least a little bit, thought Mihawk had a knife fetish. which, he's not entirely wrong)

-To Building Snake (who I just learned is the RHP's navigator) Mihawk might as well be a modern-day miracle. In his eyes, Mihawk's sailing is proof that god exists, because only divine intervention can explain how this man ever gets anywhere never mind on time or early even. Building Snake is pretty sure he owns neither a map nor a log pose and he has never actually seen the sails of Mihawk's pretend ship unfurled or in use. Actually, he has never seen Mihawk do anything but sit menacingly on the throne in the middle of the boat, which why? If you think about it for even a second longer that 2 minutes how Mihawk "sails" anywhere breaks every law of physics and somehow even the concept of geography. Building Snake would like to dissect him and study him under a microscope but knows the boss would disapprove.

[lightsaberlinguist]

Kryze Headcanon #1

Like many survivors of the civil war, Satine was left with nothing with which to remember her fallen relatives. After some years she commissioned a portrait of her sister (who was believed to be dead) from former classmate Alrich Wren, who remembered her quite well. In reality, he knew her to be alive and a member of Death Watch, but was forced to secrecy.

[soundingstars]

Alhaitham headcanon:

It was discovered at a young age that Alhaitham was deaf which he did cope with until he became a student at the Akademiya. That was when he was given a pair of headphones to serve as his hearing device and the ability to cancel out noise depending on the situation. A pair of headphones that he is seen wearing quite often.

[grem-archive]

tattoos? tattoos! || found an 8-month-old note on my phone describing some tattoo headcanons. the blorbo first ofc

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"We the People" - got this one first, sometime in the 1940s, hyped on allied victory. tattoos were starting to become a little more in-fashion, but were still looked down upon. yet it just felt right!

over the years he has added to the collection, though he never lets it go past the eagle & life preserver so that he can cover them with his shirts. some things you might notice:

a b-17 flying fortress & pilot's wings - referencing his time in the us army air corp/army air force during the second world war as a bomber pilot

anchor - despite not being a swashbuckling pirate, he does love the water! also done on a dare during a brief time in the navy or marine corps (he either does not remember or cannot legally say...)

stars & stripes - a little bit of ego-boosting, who doesn't want a flag? he also claims it's his representation of the army, where he now spends most of his time in the rare chance he is called for military duties

liberty & luck - two things he says he doesn't live without

the deadman's hand - he was feeling rather bold and maybe had a little bit of moonshine for this one; also an old western feel to him

a blue spade - the symbol of the suit of spades often represents power (especially military power as it depicts a pike or halberd), but also associated with nobility, success, and good fortune ;; also a not-so-subtle nod to cardverse

(wild) roses - in magenta; the national flower of the united states

anything else was to try and fill up negative space <3

[thegoombadrafts]

okay, get this, hear me out: playable snotty.

you move at a snail’s crawl, but can jump and stick to walls like the sticky cheese transformation. instead of grabbing, snotty pulls out a bat and lunges forward, defeating enemies and destroying blocks on contact. you can charge the move to go further and break metal blocks. this is the fastest way to move as snotty.

snotty can use every transformation peppino does, such as turning into a green forknight when grabbing a sword. instead of collecting pizza toppings, snotty collects breakfast items (ie: bananas, bacon, fish, eggs, shrimp). snotty’s voice lines are made of that same stock scream when you collect snotty in TCTOP.

snotty has a limited amount of health, and getting hit to much results in the level restarting. the health cannot be restored in any way.

instead of pizzaface showing up when the timer runs out, your points start rapidly draining, only ending when you reach the exit door or have a single point left.

is this character idea stupid and frustrating? yes.

that’s it. i don’t have a counterargument to that.