#Headcanons Ig

[burritello3000]

When you’re gay and trans and it’s pride month and your little brother is an artist with way too much time on his hands…

Anyways, I tried out ibispaint on my phone and it came out WAAAAAY better than I thought it would. Happy Pride month!!! (Also, here’s the speedpaint because I thought it was cool)

[utoveria]

Jade who's hands are always cold

Ruggie who's hands are always hot

Together, holding hands, they reach thermal equilibrium

[h0wlthew0lf]

Im so desprate for pepperlante fics i feel like im sitting on the side of the road holding up a little hat begging fanfic writers to do ANYTHING with them

OH ALSO FEEL FREE TO ASK ME ABOUT MY HEADCANONS ON BOTH OF THEM ID LOVE TO SHARE (but like give me a prompt on what dpto tell u abt if u do,.)

[merwynpersonalhub]

i dare yall to give me head canons on merwyn and margarita or pretzel margarita vvv (he works for peppino and crushes on him- got trauma shit from pizzahead thats all im telling)

merwyn (the long hair spotty guy) and pretzel (the goop guy) merwyn and pretzel are gay little love birds. they are both wanted and sorta stuck on floor 4 merwyn is a sometimes calm guy and tries to keep pretzel safe pretzel is a sweetheart and wouldnt hurt a fly

[ninety-pairs-of-socks]

yeah good luck trying to figure out all of these relationships without a getting migraine cause I'm not making it any simpler

it's almost 2 o clock in the morning send help

[bi-lil-guy]

Ngl Fuck Canon

Here's Some Assorted Multifandom(Resident Evil, Malignant, And Reanimator) Character Headcanons That Are Super Self Indulgent And Inherently Queer(/lh /g):

Albert Wesker And Herbert West Hate Being Kissed On The Mouth In A Romantic And/Or Platonic Context.

Albert Wesker's Preferred Romantic/Platonic Smooches Are Forehead, Wrist, Neck, Knuckles, Shoulders, And mAyBe The Cheek But Only In Passing (Like "I'm Headed Out The Door" Type Beat).

Tbh I Can't Imagine Herbert Enjoying Being Kissed As Platonic Or Romantic Affection At All.

Mf Is Probably So Inconsistent With His Preferred Physical Affection Overall Y'all Gonna Have To Work Out A System Or Just Let Him Come To You.

The Only Kisses This Mf Gives Are The Grabbing You By The Sides Of The Face And Giving You A Big Ol Smooch In That "Eurika! Brain Moment!" Way Scientists Do In Old Movies When You Point Out Some Small Detail They Missed That Ties Everything Together.

Speaking Of Wesker And West I 100% Headcanon Them As Being AroAce Spec (Herb Is Graysexual With High Lib And Leans Towards Alterous Attraction Overall. I'll Die On This Hill).

But I Also Think They Themselves Would Vibe More With Staying Unlabelled And Just Saying What They Do And Don't Experience.

Herb Has Jumped Onto His Partner At Least Once.

Wesker Will Stop You By The Face On Impulse If It Doesn't Want You Too Close.

Gabriel May Would/Has Slowly Pushed A Glass Of The Counter While Making Direct Eye Contact.

West And Gabe Bite As A Show Of Affection.

Gabriel May Cried At The "Loca: The Pug That Couldn't Run" Video. (Same Tho)

Leon Kennedy Always Fibds A Way To Wrap His Mf Legs Around You During Cuddles.

LEON AND GABRIEL BOTH COCK THEIR HEADS IN CONFUSION I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL.

I Think Gabriel Would Like Doberman Dogs. I Feel Like They'd Get Along.

Madison Mitchell Is Birom Asexual (Also Yes Ik She Had Sex To Try To Have A Kid In The Movie. Still Think She's Ace. I Will Die On This Hill Istg).

Tbh I Think Alex Wesker Is Just So Fuckin Bi. (Tbh I Could See Her Being Bisexual And Aromantic Or Bisexual And Demi Romantic).

Also Idk If I Headcanon Her As Intersex Or A Trans Woman But I Could Reasonably See Her As Either. Either Way I Think She Uses She/Her Pronouns Overall.

Gabriel May Has Brought His Knife On A Date At Least Once Just Cuz He Forgot He Was Holding It.

Herbert West Has Lost His Glasses On His Head.

Albert Wesker Has Also Done This But He Just Put On Another Pair Out Of Habit And Was Just Wearing Double Glasses Till He Eventually Figured It Out/Was Told.

And Finally Every Character Here Likes Getting Their Hair Stroked Affectionately During Cuddle Time

[jdropglitchartz]

oh god i suck at this

here's ballon :,D I tried my best to make my ver of him

I prob made him cringe so am sorry tumblr

[beheldandcompelled]

RIP Michael Shelley you would've loved the album Meds by Placebo

[startaee]

katsuki doesn't know what to do in a situation like this. he's only got two floors left to ask you for your name, number, favorite food, favorite og hero, hobbies, profession and- oh fuck he's just got one floor now. so he doesn't think, because that's gonna cost him another floor. "this your son?" he says, bouncing the happy little guy in his arms. and he's as shocked as you are. because how was that not the first question that popped into his head.

so with a scoff, you cross your arms and look up at the giant man, "that's my nephew." and you're rolling your eyes at him before telling him you've just graduated from university. and maybe you're over analysing but you can feel him sigh. "oh...nice. uh, what course-" "top floor." he grumbles about not even getting to know your name under his breath, and just says a little "that's me." as he puts the kid down. he ruffles his head and tells him to be good with one foot out the door, when the little boy yells, "dynamight!!" his little feet run towards katsuki and he gestures him to crouch down. katsuki furrows his eyebrows and obliges, a smile forming on his face when he hears what the boy softly whispers in his ear, "her name's y/n."

pt.1 pt.3

© startaee 2024. do not copy, translate or repost .

[ddddd-pixels]

For International Asexuality Day, I'm hitting you all with the Ace Beam. ☺️

(This took a lot more effort than I thought it would, lol...)

Edit: 800 notes?! In less than five hours?! Thank you all so much!!

Edit 2: 2000... The most I got on any post before was just over a hundred, lol. You are all so nice!

[12neonlit-stage]

STH //: Eggdad doodles

don't tag as ship GRAAAAAHHHHHHHHH

[musicforastylesrestaurant]

The Best Interruption.

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my blurb masterlist is here x

authors note - seems like the perfect idea to me so enjoy huns 💗

word count - 1k

in which, harrys been in his at home office for the majority of the day, and your little one is getting antsy after not spending time with there best friend, so when he’s typing away and answering emails, they stroll into the office, crawling onto his lap.

Harry sat at his home office desk, surrounded by a sea of papers and instruments. He'd been cooped up in there for most of the day, lost in the creative whirlwind of composing new music.

And it was now nearing two o clock.

With a cup of tea steaming gently beside him, Harry's fingers danced across the keyboard as he typed out an email to his manager, Jeff. Each keystroke was deliberate, each word carefully chosen to convey his vision for the upcoming project. He glanced out the window, watching the world go by outside, a brief distraction from the task at hand.

Lost in the melodies swirling around his mind, Harry remained unaware as the door to his home office cracked open ever so slightly. His focus was firmly fixed on the task at hand, oblivious to the world outside his creative bubble.

Unseen by her immersed father, his two-year-old daughter, her dummy nestled in her mouth and her favourite baby blanket trailing behind her, ventured into the room.

With careful steps, she approached his chair, her small fingers reaching out to touch the soft fabric of his joggers.

Quietly, she stood beside him, her eyes wide with curiosity as she watched him work. She held her bottle of warm milk tightly under her arm, her little face a picture of innocence and wonder.

Finally, as if sensing her presence, Harry's gaze flickered downward, and he found himself met with the sight of his daughter standing beside him.

With a chuckle, Harry glanced down at his daughter, her giggles filling the room like sweet music.

"What are y’doing in Daddy's office, you little minx?" he teased, his voice filled with affection.

Giggling even more, his daughter squirmed in his arms, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Daddy's office fun," she declared, her words slightly muffled by her dummy.

Harry smiled down at her, his heart swelling with love.

"Well, I suppose you're right about that," he admitted, gently adjusting her on his lap. "But s’nearly nap time f’little munchkins like you."

She pouted playfully, but Harry could see the telltale signs of tiredness in her drooping eyelids.

"Nooo, not bedtime," she protested weakly, her hand reaching up to play with the cross necklace around his neck.

Chuckling softly, Harry wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close against his chest.

"Yes, bedtime, m’sunshine," he murmured, tucking her baby blanket around her. "But we can have some cuddles first, okay?"

Settling against him, his daughter nodded sleepily, her eyes fluttering closed as she nestled into the warmth of his embrace. Harry pressed a kiss to the top of her head, feeling her soft breaths against his skin.

"Where's Mama?" he asked softly, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

"In kitchen," she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper, a sleepy smile playing on her lips.

Harry chuckled, the sound filling the room with warmth.

"F’course she is," he said fondly. "She's always busy taking care of us, isn't she?"

As his daughter drifted off to sleep in his arms, Harry couldn't help but smile at the sight of her peaceful face. Gently stroking her hair, he whispered, "Y’my little angel, you know that?"

She mumbled something incoherent in response, her thumb finding its way to her mouth as she snuggled closer to him.

Leaning back in his chair, Harry let out a contented sigh.

"You're right, sweetheart," he murmured, more to himself than to her. “S’is nice, just you and me."

She stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open at the sound of his voice. With a sleepy nod, she spoke the words,

"Milky."

Harry's smile widened as he reached for her bottle, a warm sense of nostalgia washing over him.

"You want your bot-bot, huh?" he asked gently, his fingers wrapping around the familiar shape of the bottle.

His daughter nodded again, her eyes bright with anticipation as she watched him prepare her drink.

"Alright, m’sunshine," Harry said softly, lifting the bottle to her lips. "Here you go."

She grasped the bottle with both hands, her tiny fingers curling around it as she took small sips, her cheeks flushing with contentment.

Watching her drink, Harry couldn't help but marvel at how quickly she was growing up. It seemed like just yesterday she was a tiny bundle in his arms, completely dependent on him for everything.

Though his daughter was perfectly capable of holding it herself, he liked the feeling of being needed, of taking care of her like he did when she was a baby, so he helped her hold the bottle, and the notsalgia hit him like a train.

She glanced up at him, her eyes sparkling with gratitude as she leaned into his touch.

"Tank ou, Daddy," she murmured, her voice soft and sleepy.

Harry smiled, his heart swelling with love. "Anything f’you, m’sunshine," he replied, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

Harry didn’t know how long it had been but it wasn’t long before his little mini-me was snoozing against his chest, soft snores falling from her mouth.

It must have been about another ten maybe fifteen minutes.

"Harry, have you seen—" your voice spoke as you entered the room, but he quickly put a finger to his lips, his expression a silent plea for silence.

"Shhh," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. "Look."

Your eyes followed his gaze, and as you glanced down, you breath caught in your throat. There, fast asleep against Harry's chest, was your daughter, her dummy nestled in her mouth, an empty bottle of milk resting on his desk.

A smile spread across your face as you stepped closer, your heart swelling with love at the sight of your family.

"Oh, bubba," you whispered softly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from your daughter's face.

Harry smiled up at you, his eyes shining with pride and affection.

"I think she wanted t’help Daddy with his work," he said quietly, his voice filled with warmth.

Your daughter stirred slightly in her sleep, mumbling something incomprehensible as she snuggled closer to her father.

"Hey," you whispered, leaning in closer to your husband and pushing some hair out of his face, "I'm sorry if she interrupted your work."

Harry shook his head, a warm smile spreading across his face.

"Why are you sorry?" he asked, reaching out to stroke his daughter's cheek tenderly.

"She's the best interruption."

[violent138]

The Batkids infect each other with a tendency to think of or hum a really goofy song when on patrol and ninety percent sure they're gonna see something out of their worst nightmares.

Jason, turning to Steph: "Are you... are you seriously fucking humming Stayin' Alive right now?"

Steph: "Bitch please I've been hearing you hum macarena."

Jason: "My thing works, your thing is tempting fate."

Steph: "Not if we need to do CPR."

Jason, groaning: "There you go again, tempting the fucking universe--"

Steph: "Being around you already doomed me. Did you see that?"

Jason, turning around fast, gun drawn: "See what? Oh shit--" *fires off shots while Steph throws a few Batarangs* "--goddamn it, we missed--"

*something fast moves behind them in the dark*

Steph and Jason: *humming Stayin' Alive*

[godnectar]

yanderes tying you up and overstimulating their darling beyond their limits >>>>

☆ note : kinda shady and dark depending on how u read it,,, but I still wouldn't mind actually writing something like this if anyone requested it yk 👀... ( inbox here! )

your yandere lover who truly cannot help it. he cannot help it because it just feels so good —you feel so good— that he could never stop trying to make you shiver in pleasure, especially since you can't do anything against it. having tied you up at the beginning of the session, he didn't even notice the way your legs started to shake, or the way your eyes flooded with blissed out tears, too lost in his own world as he continued to kiss, bite, grope and thrust into you.

yandere dilf, pup, househusband, jock, florist, crush, himbo + upcoming nerd, ex-boyfriend, bodyguard, werewolf, and best friend!

your yandere lover who's completely aware of what he's doing. you thought he would untie you and let you go just like that after giving you the most mind-blowing fuck ever? of course not, sweetheart— he's not even done yet at all. why should he stop, when you look so so so pretty while writhing and mewling under him, though? you're certainly in for a night full of worship and pleasure, no matter if you might be a bit too dizzy and exhausted at the end.

yandere professor, bully, sugar daddy, husband, neighbor, assistant, vampire + upcoming tutor, doctor, pharaoh, merman, and boss!

© godnectar 2024. please do not modify, translate, or repost my works on any platform without my permission.

[fckbatmanhiskidsareminenow]

imagine jason laughing in dicks face when he finds out dick killed the joker.

jason: why aren’t you laughing

dick looking grim:…

jason: omg your not joking are you

dick: ..no

jason: WHAT

[hualianschild]