#LIKE I THINK HE’S ON HIS TIPPY TOES MOST OF THE TIME IN THE ANIME LMAO

[aidaita]

Going to start off the New Year with a silly doodle I did at work when it was super slow so I had too much time to doodle sketches lmao

Galacta just lives on spite at this point after staying free from prison and after losing their title as Greatest Warrior in the Galaxy, and so they compensate by affectionately bully Meta Knight whenever they see the opportunity because that’s how they are lmao

[devine-fem]

whats ur biggest damijon hc

biggest? no idea. my hc are usually boring asf and any headcanons i do have get put into a fic some where down the line.

i just have a bunch of headcanons altnerating through my head.

the most recent i was thinking about jon having a habit of collecting things. i headcanon jon keeps trinkets that just happen to belong to damian in one of his drawers, he has robin batarangs, he has a torn out page of dami’s sketch book, he has a picture of them together ofc, he also keeps love letters in there, not written by him but girls in his school that asked jon to give them to damian, lastly i feel like he has torn out pages of his diary he’s too anxious to leave around inside that drawer… its a hobby he tells himself, its no concern most of those things relate to damian. (ill post this today seperste from this post)

i also headcanon that damian subconsciously tries to climb jon at times and jon doesn’t even bat an eye to it because his kryptonian biology makes him numb to it

i also headcanon that damian will perch up/sit on one of jon’s shoulders when he’a lazy, just like a bird

i also feel like damian is subconsciously clingy, nuzzling up to jon like a cat at times.

i also feel like after a mission damian gets all nervous and looks around like hes bracing for an attack and his teammates are confused as to whats wrong but suddenly theres a streak of blue and jon’s crashing into damian with a hug sending him feet across the ground. which damian was expecting the whole time

i headcanon that damian climbs through jon’s window and sneaks up to him to give him a kiss while jon pretends he didnt know cause that would ruin the fun

i headcanon for the span of like weeks damian and jon had this inside joke where damian would speak in arabic and jon would speak in kryptonese.

and thats putting aside the possibility theyll call each other pet names in those languages

headcanon damian as the little spoon

headcanon jon’s terrified of horror movies even though hes a superhero and damian can’t focus on movies because his eyes are always stuck on jon’s expressions

headcanon that damian will get art block but he can still draw jon for some reason

headcanon that damian does all the house work like sewing jon’s capes and helping him get dressed in the morning

headcanon that damian hates kissing jon first because the act of getting on his tippy toes is mortifying

imagine jon getting his cape put on with the help of damian and damian’s somewhat struggling to do it due to his height so jon spreads his legs apart like he’s doing the splits to meet his height

jon is still stuck in his crush phase and gawks at damian

jon says “damian deprived” unironically like its a condition

its canon that they watch anime together so its fun thinking of the type of stuff theyd watch

jon asks before he does anything “can i kiss you” “can i see you” “can i hug you” ugh, i love it so much

they love to cuddle, fish, nap or talk on the back of goliath for no reason just because it feels homey since it was the first few things they did when they met

thats a few

[raileurta]

Uppies

Miguel is a tall guy, he always has been and always will be. As someone who is 7'9 it comes with a lot of problems: all his clothes must be custom made, constantly knocking his head against objects, and dealing with tall jokes.He can't even count the number of "how's the weather up there?" jokes he has experienced. It's not as fun as most people might think; but sometimes rarely it has....... its advantages.

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Miguel heard the room to his office room open, but he didn't bother from looking up from his screens. He knew it was Miles coming in to talk about a solo mission he just completed. While most spider people just send the files to him electrically he makes his the spiderlings tell him about their missions in person. Miles swung up to his platform not bothering to want for it to go down. Now side by side the height difference becomes extremely evident. Miles barely reached his chest height. He gave him a quick greeting before talking about his mission. Miguel hummed in acknowledgement to Miles' words. It was a little out of behavior for him to do this, usually Miles likes to talk before getting down to business. The only time he doesn't do that is when he has something on his mind or trying to butter him up for a favor. After Miles was finished giving him his report Miguel asked what was going on.

"Morales is there anything you want to tell me?"

He seemed to be a little surprised at Miguel's question before an embarrassed look appeared on his face. He awkwardly rubbed the back of his head.

"I- I don't know it's a little um..... can I"

Miles slowly raised his arms all the way out and did a grabbing motion? Miguel had seen a similar gesture with Mayday when she wanted to be held. But Miles always just asks for hugs or gave them to Miguel to show affection.

"Boss I think he wants you to give him uppies."

Miguel didn't jump at the sudden appearance of Lyla having long gotten used to her randomly appearing, Miles on the other hand flinched a little in surprise. Since he had only known her for three months.

"What are "uppies" Lyla?"

"Uppies: When a person wants to be picked up and lifted into the air by another person, specificlly under the arms. It's an old century world that I learned from your boy toy."

"Who now?" 🤨

"LYLA! DO NOT REFER TO PETER AS THAT!!!!"

"IT'S PETER?! Gross, I don't want to hear about your weird kinks."

"IT- MY RELATIONSHIP WITH PARKER IS STRICTLY PROFESSIONAL!"

Lyla seeing that her work was done blipped away to continue the reports she was working on.

"You don't have to deny it tío everyone knows your the Parkers' third." 🙄

Miguel didn't have any response to that and just let out an incoherent rambling of noise. His face was as bright as a tomato that was exceptionally ripe. Miguel crossed his arms over each other and tried to redirect- get back on topic.

"So you want "uppies" kid? Why? Can't you climb skyscrapers?"

"Well I can get to high places, but I can't be as tall as you!"

Miles emphasized Miguel's "tallness" by getting on his tippy toes and raising his hand as high as it can go. It was an extremely endearing sight to see. The kid looked at him with some of the most puppy dog eyes he has ever seen, he practically saw the anime glitter in them that Peni does. While Miguel had built quite a resistance to those types of eyes (especially working with Spider-Mans) in spite of that he felt his heart squeeze.

Oh shock this child is going to be the end of him.

"Okay."

"Okay? Really?!"

"Lyla has been pestering me to take a break anyways. This seems like a good excuse as any."

There was a big grin on Miles' face now. He was jumping up and down quickly like an overly energetic bunny. Quickly putting up his hands doing the grabbing motion again he was ready for the uppies now. With a fond sigh Miguel picked up Miles under his armpits. He hosted him into the air to the height of his eye level letting Miles experience the "tallness" he desired. Miles looked around taking in his new perspective of the things surrounding him. He let out a little ooh sound at what Miguel normally sees. Switching Miles around so he's facing away from him he dropped down from his platform. He walked around his office showing Miles various things that he might find interesting. They talked about the things Miguel was showing Miles. How certain machines worked, if he liked putting things up high to mess with people, etc. It was very nice. Miguel hasn't had such a nice break in a while. A beeping sounded on his watch, it was for an incoming call from Peter b.

(IDK how to describe it but Miguel is holding Miles like this now ⬇️)

After making Miles comfortable in his arm he answered the call from Peter using his chin.

(Oops just realized I accidentally posted this so it's going to be written while it's up)

Peter appeared as a hologram on his watch wearing his classic pink jacket Spiderman suit combination without the mask.

"Miguel me and MJ we're wond- oh! Who do we have here?"

Peter was looking at Miles where he was laying against his chest. His cheek adorably smushed against him.

"Hi Peter! 👋"

"Hi Miles! 🤗"

They waved at each other excitedly. God he's going to be teased so much for this.

"Welllll I was going to ask Miguel to come on a date with me and MJ but it seems I have interrupted a mamá Migs hangout session."

"I'm- we're not-."

"Have fun and take pictures for me Lyla."

Before Miguel could get another word out Peter disconnected from the call. He huffed in annoyance, he absent mindlessly began to rock Miles back and forth. Since it was on his mind now he thought about how it had been a bit since Miguel had a little session with Miles. Looking down at the boy he was holding his face conveyed the same thoughts he was having.

"Lyla are there anything important I need to attend too?"

Lyla appeared next to his right side by his head, she had been sorting files about various matters.

"No boss we're all good. Also tell Peter I said I will."

Her hologram blipped away to continue what she was doing. He reminded himself to make sure Lyla did NOT take any photos.

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Portalling into his living room in the Spiderman head quarter's top floor he gently placed Miles on the couch. His little boy didn't want to let go of him at first but he told him how he needed both of his hands to get him ready. Reluctantly he did let go and Miguel tried to as quickly as possible get the supplies ready. Going to the bedroom he went inside his closet to get a large box. It had all of his littles that they needed. Coming back to Miles on his couch he placed the box he had next to him on the floor. He looked at Miles face a foggy look in his eyes. He was also lightly sucking on his thumb.

"Okay arañita can you tell me how old you're feeling?"

Miles took out the finger he had in his mouth and looked towards him.

"This many mamá."

He raised two fingers in front of him.

"Hmm my baby fangs is feeling really young huh?"

Miles giggled a little at his words. Miguel couldn't help but also laugh along with him. His baby boy always manages to pull a smile or chuckle out of him. Zipping down the zipper on Miles' suit he tried to shimmy him out of it for more comfortable clothes. With a little bit of struggle Miguel got him out of it. He dressed Miles bright yellow cotton shorts with cartoon sunflowers on them, a white shirt with one pocket "holding" a sun with shades, and one of his plain blue hoodies. Miles always says he likes wearing them while he's little because it is warm and it makes him feel small. Now done dressing the boy he took out a binkie themed after Miles' suit and put it in his mouth. He started to suckle on it as soon as it was in his mouth. Taking the spiderling back into his arms he settled on the couch cushions. Looking down Miles he saw him contently snuggled in his arms sucking away at his binkie. Seeing as the kid was going to take a nap he decided to take a quick one too. He laid on his back and took out a blanket from the box laying it on the top of both of them. He kissed the top of his baby's forehead for a goodnight kiss. Double checking to make sure Miles was comfortable Miguel closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep. Being 7'9 did have its advantages sometimes, like being able to hold his precious son securely in his grip as they sleep.

Lyla totally took photos of them sleeping on the couch together. >;3

[banana-pancake5]

Soooooo What's Peni's favorite.........soup? 👀

Okay but seriously for Peni:

Hobbies? "idle animation" what does she do when she's standing/sitting still? twiddling fingers, The Leg Bounce™️?? Colors she wears/favorite colors? and ofc bc this is tmnt: Signature weapon? 👀 And finally: Best way to bond with her brothers? What did she find in common (or disagreement to the point of hilarity) that brought her closer to each of the bois?

This post got way too long so it’s under the cut!

Heheh

1. She loves hiking, digital art, graffiti, and making music! She has a tablet in her drawstring bag that she often draws/animates on and it has one of those beat making apps that she uses ALL the time. Ah, and she loves Origami (she learned from the foot clan)! She tends to make little Paper cranes and write little messages in them. Said cranes will be EVERYWHERE. On Donnie’s tech telling him to hydrate or something, on the leftover pizza box claiming the last piece, in Leo’s room notifying him that she stole his left overs, etc. (and sometimes theyre just for fun and don’t have messages written in them)

2. (Love this question SO MUCH) when she is standing for awhile she’ll start raising herself up on her tippy toes then back down (kind of like a little bounce that doesn’t leave the ground) and when she’s sitting she often finds herself practicing wrist/hand exercises (half the time she won’t even realize she’s doing it). Oh and when she’s sitting and listening to music she’ll tap her fingers as if she were making the beat in one of her apps (imagine clicking arrow keys on a computer to the beat of a song that’s basically what she does [heheh I used to this all the time])

3. Hmmm I’m not sure yet? Probably a mix of darks and pastels. Also not sure on the favorite color yet! I’ll make a r colored ref hopefully son tho :D

4. At the moment I’m kind of think she wouldn’t have one… like mainly she uses hand to hand combat if she’s in a fight? Idk (oh or maybe she specializes in origami ninja stars!)

5. (Really love this question too bc I honestly haven’t thought abt it too much!)

Mikey:

ART. They both have a passion for art, and while Mikey is more of a traditional artist, the both of them end up drawing together all the time. I imagine since both of them are the shorties of the family they climb up on each others shoulders to graffiti places in the sewer they can’t reach ^-^ (also they’re both the youngest siblings, they want independence, and they don’t like being babied <- all of these things come about for Peni after realizes she’s their sister and they start treating her like the youngest)

Leo:

They bonded over cooking …and by that, I mean Leo’s lack of skills and Peni’s bizarre recipes! Peni’s favorite food EVER is gummy worms, so naturally, once she heard of a Panini she switched out the meats with tons of gummy worms and cooked it. Leo walked in on this moment of genius and was HORRIFIED. He ragged on her about what a disgrace of food that was and she would fire back talking about how Leo can’t even make a SANDWICH without something burning. It sort of became a running joke with the two of them that resulted in Leo nicknaming her “Nini” (oh and in case your wondering, Peni LOVED the gummy worm panini, and Leo tried it and was surprised it wasn’t that bad, but he would NEVER admit that)

Donnie:

They bonded over tech and music! Peni didn’t know a whole lot about it but she was the second most tech involved person in the family so it worked out great any way. It’s a similar dynamic of smarts and crafts except Peni has more technical knowledge than Mikey. Peni will occasionally hang around the lab and check in on what Donnie’s working on, give some ideas, have an awesome idea for a new project, etc. and she also is Donnie’s go to person when he needs blue prints drawn! Oh! New idea! Perhaps Donnie builds her a piece of Holo-tech (like his little holographic screens) that serves as a literal 3D art program! Of course, she also uses it to make even BETTER blueprints for Donnie. And her and Donnie both really like electronic music, and Donnie likes listening to the beats that Peni makes :D

Bonus idea! I think it would take a while for Peni to even have a chance to connect with Donnie. After the invasion, Donnie would spend a lot of time in the med bay, but he mainly stayed in his lab after that. And after everything that happened, Donnie was just not open to talking to this complete stranger that broke into his home :/

Raph:

I think during the invasion Raph would be the one Peni talks to the most (since Raph was the least injured), so they sort of just naturally became close. Peni has someeee medical knowledge but not enough to help with the more serious injuries of the others; she would let Casey jr. take care of those major injuries while she took care of the more minor things. Raph was extremely worried about his brothers and was completely lost in the medical field so Peni would also help explain how they were being treated and what was wrong (I imagine Casey would be pretty blunt abt it which would not help Raph haha). Oh! PLUSHIES. As we all know Raph LOVES plushies (I’ve seen some stuff that’s canon abt it but I definitely headcanon a corner of hid room is filled to the BRIM with them), but lil ol Peni, having lived on the streets her whole life, never owned any (tragic, I know). When Peni first saw Raph’s mounta8n if plushies she grabbed one shoved it in Raph’s face and demanded to know its name IMMEDIATELY. From that day on she loved plushies and started gathering them for her own room (though she never got nearly as many as Raph)!

Yikes sorry for the long ramble!! I loved these questions, thank you so much for sending them!!!!

If anyone has any more questions or thoughts feel free to send ‘em on over :D

[piece-of-hweat]

Little Nightmares Headcanons!!

(May change over time n stuff)

listed from youngest to eldest

RUNAWAY 9y/o

No clue, he/him

Really good at swimming (main reason why I draw him as a fish-person)

Loud, confident idiot (stares at Tommy-Innit)

Hates broccoli.

Lactose intolerant

Hates being wrong/failing

Very much a "act-before-think person"

Break dances epically

Competitive. Very competitive. (especially with Six)

Hates Six's guts

Has a collection of ships in bottles

Either Runaway or Mono are trans... I just want like... supportive brother arc please--

Plays with sticks

Knows one word in French. And it's piscine. He was the one who told Mono about the piscine joke.

Athletic

SIX - 9y/o

Aro/ace, she/it

loves ducks

Will bite (you and your belongings)

Won't scratch (she bites her nails)

Knows how to swim on the surface

Pupils are slightly slitted

Sharp canines

Growls and hisses when she’s really mad, or extremely not in the mood for anything

Had a duck and mouse plush at some point

Will tear Runaway into pieces if she could

There was a head-canon idea where Six has some form of DID, OSDD, UDD, etc. I don't really use this headcanon a lot because I myself don't have DID, so :/

Dark humor

NOONE - 10y/o

She/her

Animal lover <3

Clutches/fiddles with the ends of her clothing when nervous

Looks confused/concerned and scared 24/7

Likes drawing (probably has some animal doodles in her school books)

Listens to Mono's late night singing.

Allergic to nuts (once, at school, a group of students with pbj sandwiches "offered" Noone the sandwiches despite her declining. She was sent to the ER shortly after and was excused from school for the rest of the day and the day afterwards.)

Probably will get along with Six

Ticklish

Reads a lot

Laughs at Six's jokes.

Around the same height as Mono (taller than Raincoat)

Smartest (academically) in the group

LOW - 10-11 y/o

Bird nerd

Always liked reading comic books (especially the super-hero ones)

Percussion my beloved <3

Listens to your problems and gives you decent advice

Took up archery in school

Makes friendship bracelets

*insert epic secret handshake*

Ticklish

Probably makes music with Mono and Raincoat

Apple Juice lover

Plays with sticks

Very strategic

Probably plays chess or smth

Gamer /pos

Athletic

ALONE - 10-11 y/o

She/he

Listens to your problems and gives you… advice. Not good, not bad. Just advice.

Engineering <3 (probably would be really into those lego-machines)

Hits harder than a truck. Be careful, you might've shatter a bone.

Probably was a batter in baseball

Probably will win in a arm-wrestle against Mono.

Hits you lightly when laughing

Allergic to nuts

Apple juice lover

Doesn't talk much

G R E E N

Knows how to handle and discharge a gun properly. Do not ask her how or why she knows this. He simply does.

Person with the most amount of obscure knowledge (more people drown in freshwater than they do in saltwater. fear that creek in the forest behind your house. fear it. It will take your life one day)

Fascinated by wires and Mono's powers

Probably needs glasses

Reads a lot

MONO - 10-11y/o

Bi, He/him

Is British

Plays the violin (but it’s more like a guitar bc it’s big for him and he lost the bow)

Despite being taller than average, he walks around on his tippy toes

Barely knows how to swim (just fails around and barely stay afloat)

Dino-arms

Knows very limited amounts of Japanese and German (knows a couple of words in French, but only really remembers bonjour and piscine)

Punches hit like a truck, but it hurts Mono's hand a lot

Asthma

Very ticklish

stands awkwardly in the corner

Probably makes music with Raincoat and Low

Plays with sticks (uses them to direct magic)

Broken humor

Has negative associations with trains (doesn't like them)

RAINCOAT - 11-12 y/o

No Clue, She/her

Is Sisi

LOVES horses

Wanted to be an actress because MAKE UP, COSTUMES!! ACTING!! SINGING!! AAAAA!!

Good at cooking and baking (stares at my Bakes-Cookies-for-Otto headcanon)

Has some experience with piano and choir, but nothing else really

Bestest big sister ever

Will totally paint your nails while you ramble about something

Really likes playing with hair (another career dream she had was a hair stylist)

Will tease you (/lh)

Really pretty voice <3

Typically the one breaking conflict up

Probably makes music with Mono and Low

Reads bedtime stories to others

Around the same height as Mono (shorter than Noone)

Also, secret funky art post on youtube

[strayfoxxchan]

Girl's Best Friend

Pairing: Non-Idol!Seungmin x f!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Content Warning: None that I can think of… pulled heartstrings?

Word Count: 1k

Prompt: You came here to adopt a dog and got a boyfriend instead!

Tag List: Message me to be added!

MASTERLIST

A sigh leaves your lips. “It’s time.”

Being an adult could be lonely. You have contemplated adopting a furry companion for months, but as you sit on the couch with a drama, crying in the dark, you decide it is time. So you pick up the stuffed dog you’d been squeezing for emotional support to look into its shiny plastic eyes.

“You’ll have a new friend tomorrow, don’t worry, buddy.”

In the morning, you scroll through your phone, browsing a list of shelters in the area. Most of them have pages full of animals available to be adopted. You catch sight of a few animals and set your eyes on a shelter nearby. 

As you drive to the shelter, listening to music way too loudly, you wonder if you’re making the right choice. You aren’t home during the day sometimes as your job is still working hybrid, and you wonder if it’s okay to leave a dog alone for extended periods, but you decide this is best for you and your mental health. 

The facade of the shelter is little more than a giant concrete building, painted in shades of blue and white, with silhouettes of little animals running across the edges of the walls. The walls are lined with vines and greenery, making it seem inviting. Walking into the building is more of the same. At the front desk, a kind woman greets you. 

“Hello! What are you looking for today?”

“Oh,” you say, “just thinking of adopting a dog. Where can I find them?” 

The woman points behind her to a big glass door. “The kennels are out the door in the courtyard. Feel free to flag down anyone in a blue apron if you see a pup you like!” She smiles warmly at you.

“Thanks!” You can feel the excitement growing as you try not to skip to the door.

The courtyard is big and green, trees scattered about randomly. There are kennels lining the edges of the yard, big open kennels that allow the dogs some room to move around. Men, women, and children walk about from kennel to kennel, patting dogs on their noses and talking in baby voices to them. 

The only problem with going to an animal shelter is that you can’t rescue them all. The puppy dog eyes and happy pants, the tail wags, and the tippy tapping of toes fill you both with elation and grief. There was no way you could fit 40 dogs into your one-bedroom apartment, but that doesn’t stop you from considering it. 

Before you know it, you’ve found yourself plopped down in front of a kennel, beginning an interview with a particularly cute mutt, a mix of something that’s given him floppy ears and a mottled coat of brown and white. He almost looks like a golden retriever but splotchy. 

“So, what makes you think you’ll be a good companion?” The dog stares at you blankly, panting away and wagging his tail a million miles a minute.

“I’m very warm, and I’m the best cuddler.” A voice comes from behind you, and you stifle a giggle, choosing not to turn around and continue the very important interview.

“What can you offer that another dog can’t?” You stare at the dog expectantly as he considers his answer.

“I’ll give you morning kisses and sing when I’m hungry.”

“Ah, good answer.” You nod at the dog, who has continued to stare blankly at you. “The final and most important question…” You pause for effect. “Are you a good boy?”

The voice from behind you doesn’t speak, but the pup in front of you replies with an enthusiastic bark. You respond in kind with an enthusiastic fit of laughter.

“Well, that settles it. You’re hired. Any questions for me?” 

“Do you have a boyfriend?” You snicker at the voice behind you.

“I am as single as they come.” You poke the dog’s nose through the kennel, earning you an excited woof.

You pull yourself up from the ground, grunting slightly and turning to meet the dog’s translator. 

The man wears a white polo with a blue apron tied around his waist. His hair is a little long, highlighted with streaks of blonde. He’s handsome, though his big round eyes look at you with the same happy but almost blank expression the dog had.

“He’s very talkative, though.” The man says to you. “And clingy.”

“Maybe I like talkative and clingy, Mr. Translator.” You can see a smile tugging at the edges of his lips. 

“I guess I should give up, then.” The man turns to leave.

“Wait, give what up?” He stops in his tracks and turns back to face you. 

“The interview.”

“I didn’t realize you were also a dog up for adoption,” you do your best to look serious, but your heart flutters. 

“Meong Meong,” he replies, deadpan. You choke a little on your laugh. 

“Okay then, what makes you think you’ll be a good companion?” You raise your brows expectantly. 

“I’ll keep the house clean and sing you lullabies.” As he speaks, he moves past you and kneels on the floor to unlock the kennel. 

“Hmm,” you pause. “I do love a good lullaby, I suppose. What can you offer that another… dog can’t?”

“I’ll cook breakfast and hold your hand when we walk.” The dog walks out of the kennel and sits quietly beside the man, looking up at him with a goofy smile.

“You have him beat there; I can’t argue with that. And what’s your name?”

“Seungmin,” he finally smiles. “And yeah, I’m a good boy.” He tries to say this without laughing but fails spectacularly. The two of you are in fits of giggles, and the dog at your feet taps his front toes, tail wagging as if to join in your laughter. 

“It’s nice to meet you, Seungmin. I’m Y/N. Any questions for me?” You wipe your eyes and sniffle, having shed a tear or two after laughing so hard. 

“Am I hired? Or just Oliver?” He points at the dog.

“I think I have room for two new hires.”

[whereismyhat5678]

Give us your silly headcanons about anyone. I want to eat them

WHERE DO I BEGIN

Anyways- Silly mode activated

A lot under the cut, but it’s all Gus headcannons-

(I’m so sorry, Gus was all I could think about at the moment!! 🙇‍♀️)

- I’ve seen someone also say this and I NEED this to happen where he rocks back and forth in his feet, sometimes he goes on his tippy toes and just likes to fidget with his fingers a lot

- HE LOVES COLORS, yeah he mostly takes to brown (and….. red……❤️‍🩹) but, while he’s a gnome (a bit of backstory) gnomes always loved to spread color everywhere they went, figuratively with just how absolutely wonderful they were (they were literally the sweetest creatures in the forest, a bit mischievous but sweet) but also literally with just how much they loved using color on everything-

Because of this Gustavo still likes to use colors on stuff and LOVES to go to festivals with so much color (it reminds him of home…..)

- He had a sister!! (Little, 3 years younger)

- He had quite a strict mother but a very carefree father, I’d say Gus is like a mix of both parents, not to strict but not to carefree y’know?

- He HATES Pizzards…. (They scarred him so bad….)

- When he first came into town, god was he naive- poor thing kept getting scammed and it only stopped cause Peppino was with him to go shopping (it happened the first few weeks he was there for context-)

- I mean that when I said he was naive, again he really hadn’t been to anyways except the forest so he was WAY to nice to everyone, Peppino gave him some lessons on how things work- it was a whole month of teaching-

- He LOVES animals, he wanted to befriend Brick but. Brick attacked him right away, Gustavo kept shouting, and I quote: “PEPPINO HELP I’M BEING JUMPED- I’M BEING JUMPED!!!”

- Everyone in the tower (except Noisette) was skeptical of him, how he was “too nice” and frankly didn’t like him, (they also planned on jumping him) but after Peppino saved them they gave him a chance, now they love him 💕💕

- Gustavo learned that Peppino had a restaurant and felt it’d be an honor if he worked for him (Peppino didn’t have anyone at the time so he was thrilled he had Gus)

- For a short time Gus called Pep “Boss” because he heard everyone did that at work, but since Pep knew him he said it was okay to call him by his name ❤️

- And one more, he’s very talkative!! And in turn he’s a GREAT listener. He especially loves talking about friends and just in general animals. Baby loves it when you talk about friends since he absolutely awes all of his 💕💕

Okay, that’s it- Generally Gustavo was the first thing that popped in mind for headcannons since- I love him- and also cuz’ he’s the one I have THE MOST headcannons for, relating to his species (I have so much to list but I won’t list them now-), to his background, to his personality (which is my favorite-)

Thank you so much for letting me ooze my heart out on this, I really appreciate it, thank you 🫶🫶 (And sorry it was just Gustavo-)

[lostusagis]

@jiraipink asked:

Namida remembers how cute Kamui looked that day when she was patting both his and Kagura's heads. Does he like headpats? She was thinking this when watching him clean the dishes for her as she sat on the couch in the living room across from the kitchen. She said she could do it herself, but Kamui insisted and beat her to it. Maybe he noticed how tired she's been lately? Damn it. He's so sweet to her. His spoon stirs her heart in a warm pot of everything nice.

Namida gets up and sneaks on over to him when he finished. Tip-toeing behind him with grabby hands up in the air like an animal about to pounce on it's prey. She knows Kamui has sharp senses to his surroundings, but she still likes to play with him like this now and then. Would he play along and pretend he doesn't know, or turn around with a handsome cocky smile? Either way, Namida glomps him from behind with a cheerful battle cry. "Meooooowwww~!" And bites his cheek, shoulder and neck. Chomp~! ♡ This was similar to the time when she found out his ringtone for her were kittens meowing.

"Eheheh~! Sorry, Mui, I couldn't help myself. Besides, it's payback for all those bites you gave me before!" She was giggling through her words with the most brightest grin only Kamui can bring out of her as she releases him. Just simply being with him makes her so happy. She then graces his way a tender smile and soft gentle eyes. "Thank you for cleaning up for me. It means a lot. What would I do without you?" She shyly leans in on her tippy toes and kisses his forehead, before raising a hand up and pats his head a few times slowly. "Eheheh... Good boy ♡"

Kamui had been pretty distracted internally. It was easy for him to let his guard down like that when around Namida. It's happened a bunch of times. Not like there was any danger when it came to her. Given how he noticed her being tired, he didn't think much about offering to do it. Kamui tended to have more energy than a lot of others anyway. To the point it has annoyed Abuto and his sister.

 He was focused on thinking of possible ways to help Namida feel better, or maybe rent her out a lot as a girlfriend and just let her use it as an opportunity to rest. Would she be upset if he did that? Even if he did really hate her job, he didn't like interfering with it since it was something she chose to do. But maybe it'd be fine if he paid her. He didn't know…. He didn't want her to get mad at him.

 Kamui hadn't even noticed her sneaking up on him up until he felt her attack him with a hug from behind which had him froze. Although, he saw it as pretty harmless and didn't think much of it. At least until she let out her little battle cry and started biting him which left him wide eyed for a second. 

He turned to look at her and the smile she'd give him really made his heart do something that was hard to describe. Kamui couldn't even be mad. He had no reason to, and that face of hers was too adorable to even consider that a possibility.

 The affectionate way she showed her appreciation though, once again caught him off guard. He'd feel heat pour into his cheeks, they were so red. Kamui didn't know why the praise made him so happy.

 It's because of her. It's definitely because of it being her. Anyone else saying or doing that wouldn't feel the same. It'll weird him out if anything. Only she had that privilege. Only Namida

 Kamui was definitely going to get her back for that though.

“You must be pretty pleased huh? Managing to catch me with my guard down and making me all embarrassed like this.” He wasn't used to being on the receiving end of being teased, but Namida managed to get that embarrassment out of him when she wanted to. Kamui would look a little grumpy when pouting. Then he'd grab her wrist and pull her a little closer, before leaning down to kiss her.

“Let's see how red I can make you, and counter your revenge against me.” Kamui says this as if doing so wasn't always his goal when messing with her. There was a smug smirk as he showers her face in nonstop kisses, and then gives her the same treatment she gave him. 

“I have a feeling you really liked when I was biting you. I'm right, aren't I? ♡'' Kamui says before nipping her cheek, 

“You're honestly so cute though when getting playful like that, but it makes me want to bully you more and more.” He'd nip her neck next, only looking more pleased with himself with every passing second.

“You enjoy it though I'm guessing, maybe that's what you wanted me to do when you decided to attack.” Kamui would laugh when deciding to show her mercy and stopped nipping Namida to look at her. 

“Honestly, you were pretty lucky I was lost in thought, otherwise I would've seen that coming from a mile away.” He released the grip he had on her, but at the very least had to steal one more kiss before just smiling at her.

“But since I'm finished with the dishes, maybe we can watch an anime together? I won't bite you anymore don't worry, just…. would it be okay if I laid on your lap?” There was a pleading look in his eyes despite the fact he spent the last few moments being an absolute menace.

 She was the one who started it though.

[queen-mischief-fanfiction]

A walk in the park with a friendly face

Pairing: Kraven the Hunter X squirrel Girl (if you squint)

Fandom: Kraven the hunter

Description: After another fight with his on off lover Calypso Kraven goes off for a wonder in Central Park where he meets a familiar face.

A/N: hey guys I know it’s been a while but I’m getting back into writing thanks to a certain actor in a certain role. I do love hearing feedback, I know this isn’t the best but it’s a small blurb about how I think Squirrel Girl would work with this new iteration of Kraven. If you do like this ship and what I have written maybe in the future I will write more, I do need to clean up my site though to show off my stories better.

Story:

It happened again, Kraven and Calypso had another fight about him, his father and well his whole hunting down and killing of people he thought were unworthy of being called hunters. It was routine for them at this point, they fight, break up, he goes out for a walk, they make up, have sex, rinse and repeat, so here he was currently walking in the greens of Central Park. Some may say that it was unhealthy or toxic but to them it was routine and was how their relationship worked, did he hate it? No, was it tedious? Yes, does his mind wander to other women? Of course, but he was and always will be a beast and therefore has never acted on this impulse for fear of losing maybe the only person who never saw him as Kraven the hunter and only saw him as Kraven.

His mind was brought back as he heard a distant creak of a tree branch, the forest was filled with animals, predators and prey alike but that wasn’t an animal he heard. Continuing as normal his other senses kicked in as his ears picked up a slight movement from the trees, his eyes saw a slight movement of shadow above him, and his nose had picked up a woodsy but not overbearing smell. He also started noticing that above him sitting in tree branches just watching him were squirrels, she never changes he thought fondly to himself as he stops in a small clearing “you can come out now Belka I know you’re there” “ohhh you totally ruined my surprise again,” he heard her whines before a small figure lands gracefully in front of him “, just once I wanna be able to get the jump on you” he chuckles at the thought of her sneaking up on him and being successful.

He gave her a look over as he hadn’t seen her in a while, she was still much shorter than he was even if she tried to be taller in her brown ankle boots which had a small heel on them just to boost her height. She was wearing a black undersuit that really did bring out her figure the older she got after losing her baby fat, and a brown furry leotard which Kraven can appreciate as a wearer of animal fur himself. He also noticed that her hair had gotten longer no longer was it cut pixie short but she was wearing it in a braid, she also had on her signature acorn earrings and her squirrel ears, and of course her large squirrel tail and her ever faithful companion Tippy Toe. “Your hair has gotten longer?” If he was observant, which he was, he would have noticed a faint blush dusting her cheeks “oh yeah, well things had gotten busy with college, stopping evil bad guys from destroying the planet and babysitting for the others I haven’t had much time to schedule a cut, but Nancy said that my hair looks nice but I don’t know it’s not very practical to be fighting crime with long hair” he had to stop himself from chuckling as she tended to ramble on but he found it endearing “Your friend Nancy is right it does look nice longer, but it’s your hair so your choice” she gave him one of her winning smiles that tended to showcase her buck teeth which honestly most wouldn’t have noticed until being told.

“Now, enough of the pleasantries, why are you here Belka? Because now is not a good time” he deadpanned to you, being slightly meaner to get her to leave, Squirrel girl shared a look with Tippy Toe who sat on her shoulder “well Calypso sent me a message saying that you might need to see a friendly face,” he glared at her “,okay it sounded like you needed to see a friendly face,” he continues to glare “,okay she really said that you were being an unstable psychopath and that if I wanted to keep my tail I should leave you alone” he was slightly offended by the implication that he would hunt Squirrel girl for her tail, not like he had imagined trying to hunt her down before with a very different ending “and here you are, why?” He repeats, he didn’t need to know how she knew he was there he was sure the squirrels told her. “Well … why wouldn’t I come? It sounded like things went really dark with Caly and I came to make sure you were alright and that you can talk to me” “right because that’s your whole thing talking to villains like me and then everything is sunshine and rainbows” he said mocking her as he walked by her but she was anything if persistent and so it didn’t take long for him to hear her following.

“Well sometimes it really does help to talk, it’s called healthy communication not that you would know anything about that, and furthermore I don’t just talk I can kick butt you aren’t the only one with super strength and lastly,” she rushed to stand in front of him making him stop up close to her and stare her down as she stared up “, lastly you aren’t a villain” he couldn’t stop the absolute drenched sound of his laughter at her words but she started back face unchanged “Belka I truly don’t understand you at all if I’m not a villain as you say then pray tell what am I?” He was genuinely curious “you’re an Anti-Villan” she answered him back confidently. “What the fuck is an Anti- villian? That sounds stupid” he says walking away but she didn’t let me get far as she jumped onto his back, her tail wrapping around his stomach to keep her balance as she moved to sit on his shoulders. He doesn’t react as he is used to her climbing him, “well you clearly aren’t a hero but Sergei you do very bad things to bad people which it is what deadpool does but he’s more an anti-hero but you don’t see yourself as a hero so anti-villian it is'' he couldn’t really argue with her logic, that was the problem as she was really good at debating, so there they both were walking together peacefully and quietly until Squirrel girl started humming her own theme song while gently taking her claws through his hair. “Have you gotten anyone to sing it for you yet?” “Weelll deadpool seemed interested but then he started writing his own bits and things got so weird so fast so no I’ll just continue to sing it while I’m kicking bad guy butts” this time he let out a chuckle, yeah things were much better with them as friends “hey Sergei?” “What Belka?” “Are you gonna take me to your Kra-van?” She giggles and he groans “I will drop you on your head” her giggles turn to laughter “no you wouldn’t you love me too much” yeah, he thought to himself, yeah I do.

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1051: Death's New Fan (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)

9:45 p.m. Outside of the Smash Pin Movie Theater.......

Isabelle: (Happily Walks Out of the Theater woth the Star Wolf Trio) I can't thank you enough for taking us here for our outing tonight, Panther. That new Puss in Boots movie was such a thrill to watch!~

Leon: (Simply Nodded in Agreement) I agree. The animation was stellar and the story was a sight to behold. (Grabs his Chin While Thinking) Though, it has got to me wondering what the presucessor look in comparison......

Panther: (Shrugs) It's average. Not the worst of the worst, but nowhere near as spectacular as it's sequel. (Smiles Softly) Still, I'm down for another movie night if all of you wants to see that one for yourselves.

Isabelle: Sounds like a plan to me. (,Turns to her Boyfriend Next to Her) What do you think, Wolfie?

Wolf: (Eyes Widened and Twitches in Silence).........

Isabelle: (Frowns in Worry) Wolfie? What's wrong? Did you not like the movie?

Panther: (Forms a Playful Smirk on his Face) Oh I wouldn't worry about our captain there, Isa. He's been like this every time Death is on the screen.

Leon: (Puts on a Deadpinned Look on his Face) And i believe there's a high chance of that boy never shutting up about him in a matter of-

Wolf: HOLY SHIT DEATH IS SO FUCKING COOL!!!!

Leon: (Sighs in Defeat While Facepalming Himself) And so it begins.....

Wolf: (Smiles Excitedly) Did any of you took a good look at that guy!? The black torn cloak he wears, those menacing red eyes, razor sharp teeth, the complete fear factor he brings to each scenes he appears in that beautiful, eerily whistle every time he walks in the goddamn room, and those.....dual, sticked together hook things he fights with. I don't what they're called, but I sure as hell wanna use it!

Leon: Wolf, you're terrible at using melee weapons.

Wolf: (Scoffs While Shrugs) Then I'll have to train myself using each one till my knees are dropped. Speaking of which...(Turbs to Panther) Panther, do you still git that Basic Español book in your room? I'mma learn me some Spanish tonight!

Isabelle let's out a cute snort before getting into a giggling fit.

Wolf: (Snickers at his Girlfriend Beside Him) What got you laughing, Izzy?

Isabelle: Oh nothing~ Just admiring your cuteness display right now~

Wolf: (Eyes Widened Before Looking Away While Blushing) I-Izzy, come on. I not that cute......

Panther: Boss, is that a hint blushing I see?-

Wolf: NO! I'm just....(Looks Away From his Team) Feeling hot right now is all....

Leon: It's cold outside.

Wolf: (Rolls his Eyes) Oh great observation there, Powalski. Remind me to head to the store so I can buy you a pack of cookies!

Leon: Your sarcasm is more blatant than your apparent cutesy side.

Wolf: (Flips Off at Leon) Screw you, man.

Isabelle: (Pouts at the Chameleon) Now, Leon, be nice.. Wolfie's not cute.

Wolf: (Smirks Proudly) Exactly! Tell 'em, Izzy.

Isabelle: (Stands on her Tippy Toes and Happily Scratches Behind Wolf's Ear) He's the most Goodest Boi ever!~ Yes he is, yes he is~

Wolf: (Starts Blushing Again) I take it back, I take it all back! I ain't that good, Izzy!

Panther: (Starts Smirking at his Leader) Oh really?~ Than how come Leon and I can see your tail wagging more swiftly the more she scratches you?

Wolf: (Glares at Panther) Ear scratches are the perfect methods to use for comfort and stress relief, everyone knows that Caroso!!

Isabelle: (Gently Rubs Wolf's Arm) Now, Wolfie, calm down. There's no need for you to get upset right now.

???: Yeah, you don't want your Good Boi status to get revoked now, do ya?

Wolf: (Groans While Pinching his Noss at a Very Familiar Voice Ringing in his Ear) Of all the people that have to see me like this- (Takes a Deep Breath Before Rolling his Eyes in Annoyance) What are you doing here, McCloud?

Fox: Me and the ladies were giving the new Puss in Boots movie a watch. (Crosses his Arms With Smug Smirk on his Face) Though, I couldn't help but notice that you're cute side is showing. Could it be that great, merciless Star Wolf is starting to lose his edge? Hm. Has a nice ring to it now that I think about.

Wolf: ('Tch') Bitch please. You're the LAST person to go around talking about who's losing edge when you've been losing yours a long time ago.

Fox: What are you talking about?I never lost my edge.

Wolf: Yeah, you have. (Chuckles Evilly) And I am so willing to give you all the reasons why that is.

Fox: (Scoffs While Crossing his Arms) Like you can find any.....

Wolf: No need. I have plenty. For starters, you let a space Bounty Hunter call you 'Foxy' on a daily basis.

Fox: Samus and I been friends since day one! Of course, I'd let her call me that eventually. No matter how much I hated it...

Wolf: Oh and speaking of which, let's not forget the fact that you had to keep watching over some old lady's kid. Fox McCloud, the "Fearless" leader of Star Fox, relegated to a babysitter. (Smirk Grew Wider) Now THAT has a nicer ring to it.

Fox: (Sighs While Pinching his Nose) Okay, first off, how does having the responsibility of watching over someone's kid derails my status in any capacity? (Glares at Wolf) And second, don't insult the Strongest Woman in the World like that!

Isabelle: (Lightly Glares at her Boyfriend) Yeah, Wolfie. She looks wonderful for her age.

Wolf: Yeah, I'll admit, she's a looker. (Went Back to Smirking) Doesn't change the fact that she's a 60-year old has been.

Fox: That's not even close to being her actual age.....

Samus: (Joins Up the Group) Yo, losers. (Rest her Arm on Top of Fox's Head) What's going on out here?

Fox: ('Sigh') Wolf and I are having another banter again.

Isabelle: (Starts Twiddling her Paws a Tad Bit Nervously) And he might of....sort of.....kind of....called your girlfriend old.....

Samus: (Slowly Turns to Wolf With a Glare of her Own) You dick. You do know she can kick your ass, right?

Wolf: ('Scoffs') She can try, but I doubt she'll lamd a hit on m-

Before Wolf can even finish that sentence, Chun-Li comes straight out of nowhere and delivers a flying kick to his chest, sending him directly towards a nearby pole thats knock him down on the ground. The merciless bounty hunter groans in pain as he sees the "old" lady he insulted glares down on him.

Chun-Li: How's THAT an old has been? Also, I am only fifty something years old and that is ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW!! ('Hmph') (Crosses her Arms as She Walks and Turns Away From Wolf)

Li-Fen: (Happily Cheers For her Mother) Way a go, mommy!~ Whooooo!~

Samus: (Crosses her Arms With a Satisfied Smirk on her Face) What did I say?~

Isabelle: (Shrugs) You did sort of warned him. In a way.

Panther: ('Whistle') Now, that wjat I call an impressive impressive kick. And from a bella dama nonetheless~

Samus: (Points at Panther) Watch it, play boy. This bella dama is already taken.

Chun-Li: (Hugs Samus Arm With a Big Smile on her Face as Two, Fox and the Giggling Li-Fen Walks Back Home) Happily so!~

Samus: I'll text you when we get back to the apartment, Izzy.

Isabelle: (Waves Goodbye to Samus and the Others) 'Kay! Have a safe walk back! (Makes her Way to an Ass Kicked Wolf) You okay, Wolfie?

Wolf: (Gets Back Uo From the Ground While Grunting) Yeah....(Starts Stretching his Back Straight) I've had worse hits given to me in the past. But damn does she hits like a moving truck!.....

Isabelle: Well, she isn't called the "Strongest Woman Alive" for nothing, you know?

Wolf: (Sighs While Scratching the Back Back of his Head and Rolling his Eyes Once More) Now you tell me. Ow.

Isabelle: How about we head back to the mansion and watch that first Puss in Boots Panther? I'll make you freshly baked cookies~

Wolf: (Smiles a Little as Him and Isabelle Starts Joining the Rest of the Star Wolf Team, Walking Back Home) Yeah. I'd like that. You should make extras for Leon for being observating asshole.

Leon: (Rolls his Eyes) Such a comedian you are, boy. And yet I wasn't the one who provoked a woman into kicking you into a nearby pole, now was I?

Wolf: Don't get smart with me, Leon.

Leon: You started the smart talk first. Or did that kick caused damage to your memory as well.

Wolf: And people wondered where I got this snarky attitude from. You're a terrible influence.

Leon: You developed that attitude on your own perfectly, boy. And my teachings hasn't gotten you killed yet now, did it?

Panther: He got you there, boss.

Wolf: Shut up, Panther.

Isabelle: ('Sigh') Knock it off already, you guys....

@keyenuta

@cyber-wildcat

@ma-lemons

@caleb13frede

[turtles-allthewaydown]

Beside her, Husk sags against the bartop. Gruff as anything: "why do you think I'm here?" (So irritated; so unwilling to be left out of the conversation.) "You actually think I'd be cleaning bottles and listening to you fucks bitch and moan all the time if he wasn't forcing me?" "I like being forced!" Double meaning, innuendo. A game that Angel and Husk have been playing since they got here; Niffty plays too. (And oh, it's not entirely a lie. The sexy version — a bad boy, playing a game together, the kind where she's not a bad girl for enjoying it.) (And the unsexy version? Not entirely a lie either. How she's missed Alastor while he's been gone.) Husk scowls at her; she gives him her winning-est, cheekiest smile. "Keep that to yourself, Niff." He rubs the bottle he's been drinking from with a rag, as though it needs cleaning. She drops off her tippy-toes and dangles, half-draped over the countertop so she can watch Vaggie and Angel and Alastor — Alastor most of all. (Does he understand? I missed you, I missed you, I missed you.) (You don't have to force me; I'll go willingly. Just don't leave me behind.) Oh, but she's lost in her thoughts again. All she can make out are the red tips of Vaggie's bow when she stands up. Angel turns back around; now all she sees of him are spikes of pink-spotted fluff. Niffty looks across the room at Alastor instead and for a moment he makes eye contact with her. His smile, all teeth and radio static. Hers, just as sharp but yielding, submissive to his. ('I like being forced.' — Not a lie. He heard her.) (Not sexy, this thing between them. But there is a thing between them.) (It's a chain.)

That Unwanted Animal, Chapter Two: I've made mistakes (they were mine to make) is now on AO3. In this chapter: Alastor gives Niffty a hat, Husk reads schlocky sci-fi, and Niffty cleans up a mess.

Chapter CW: canon-typical drug addiction, some very brief mentions of period-typical racism (Japanese internment camps & related racism)

[krokodilesideshow]

You think Fredrik took Ballet lessons as a child because he did a lil tippy toe in the boss fight?

How come people say my walrus man has no personality when he has such banger 1 second animation? Unbelievable. /lh

All I'm going to say here is purely headcanon based BUT! Yeah I think it's very plausable he learned to ballet in his younger years, he couldn't learn these things currently 'cause bro's a king of an empire and has no free time at all!!! 🤪

I headcanon Fredrik be an orphan for as long as he can remember, he did lived in an orphanage but didn't liked to stay in that place at all and often passed most of his time outside to do his own little things and met his polar bear best friend. Which was when he took interest in ballet, the graceful moves, the soothing music, the tragic stories, it was all very appealing to him; he took a few classes in his orphanage but learned most things by reading books alone since he doesn't like to be near too many people. (He just like me fr)

Through out his life Fredrik mostly just takes ballet as a hobby now, he never had an opportunity to participate in a play because he was too distant from people to be invited to or to try to porsue it, so now he usually just likes to read stories that are played in ballet (his favorite would be Swan Lake :) ) and occasionally dances ballet when he's alone. In fact, not many people are aware he is enthusiastic about ballet, only Bashmaster and MAYBE the other generals hihi

[velvetporcelain]

the man at the grocery store

yesterday? I saw something I didnt like. ugly vibes. I felt repelled and self conscious. my kid threw. ketchup bottle behind the cereal. I told him. he was so angry and aggravated.

was it because I was with my husband?

it gave me so much perspective. I think I will go out of my way to the other store from now on. I dont why I kept teasing myself for mental stimulation, but I remember that the ego shares my body. I don't think I ever let my ego take over, but that sounds like something the go would say.

anyways. I think I'm right on track. I think he is obsessed with me, and that is self talking. the observer talking. was he treating me badly because he wished to be leading me around the store instead?

it doesn't matter. I didn't expect that outcome, which is okay, it was more of a glimpse of his truth. I don't want o judge him for it, nor do I want to be tippy toeing around the grocery store either. was unnecessary break in my peace of mind.

man my face hit the floor. lol I was like whaaaatttt? thheeeeee? fuuucccckkk? it really sent my mind into a chaotic storm of connections. questions that were easier for me to answer and close the tab on. it made me not want anything to do with him. that is until the next time I'm thirsty for blood. god, I know myself too well. I will break. I always do. does that mean my life is so peaceful my instinct is to fuck it up? is that our animal nature? is that the collateral damage of being human?

now I know why the most creative artists realized they were the muse, and that they would have to spend the rest of their lives dwelling in their own hell.

watching yourself be perceived as if you were watching the rain. fall. fall. fall. fall. and that in itself is art. perception is creation. I hate that I make images of people. I want to see translucently. spending time erasing, only to reimagine. do you know how much brain power is takes to do this? to think? I feel like a sacrifice my entire body everyday to my mind. all its energy goes to it. and then sometimes my body is left unattended for to long. touch brings me back into my body, and my mind is a palace once again.

I dance alone in the sunlight. like I always have. just like any woman has. crying and smiling. smiling and crying. crying and smiling. because this is where I'm happy. and I hate that I only realize this after a distant journey, but this is the only viable way to create life.

this morning was. interesting. ive been up since four thirty a.m. talking to myself non stop. always inside my head. because why fucking not? what are you going to do? walking around and let technology give you s modern day lobotomy? hahahaha.

don't lose the ability to think, gain the ability to create.

go be great today.

-x

[asshlyyyy]

Trick or Treat (Daddy!Elvis Headcanons)

The fic I’ve been working on for the past couple of days isn’t done just yet... I don’t know when it’ll be done... but it’s gonna be a big one! With that being said, here is the first of my halloween fics to go. I had this one in mind for a bit now and I wanted to get it out! Yes... I have an obsession over Daddy!Elvis but that’s okay.

Masterlist

Pairing: Daddy!Elvis x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Most likely spelling and grammatical errors. 

“Elvis! We’re back!” You called out to your husband as you placed down the bags.

“Where were you two?” He asked, emerging from the living room.

“We were looking for our costumes.”

“What costumes?”

“For twick and tweating!” Your daughter answered.

You helped your daughter out of her coat and looked up at Elvis, who still held a confused look.

“What?”

“You do know what is in a week right?”

“Yeah Halloween, but I didn’t know we were doing costumes.”

“We’re doing matching costumes. Your daughter picked them out.”

“Oh yippee…” you glared at Elvis or put on a happy face.

“I mean, oh yippee!” He brought up his voice and picked up his daughter, giving her a spin in the air.

“Good,” you smiled and stood back up. You walked over to Elvis and stood up on your tippy toes and kissed his cheek.

“You’re gonna love them.”

A week came and went quickly before Elvis was dreading the costume. He had no idea what he was about to wear… not to mention… that if you messed him up… the whole world will see him looking like an idiot.

“Can you roar?” You asked your daughter and you helped her into her costume.

“Roar!” She giggled in response. You smiled and tickled her sides.

“You’re such a cute little lion,”

“We’re not going as animals are we?” Elvis said as he entered the room. You let out a sigh and turned to look at him.

“You’re being paranoid for no reason Elvis. It’s just a costume.”

“I just don’ wanna look like an idiot.”

“Do you think I would really do that?”

“Yes!” You laughed at his response and shook your head. It’s true, you did have a tendency to leave Elvis to make a fool of himself.

If his buttons were in the wrong hole, you would let him leave the house like that. If his fly was done, you were letting him leave like that. That was how your relationship was.

When you gave birth to your daughter, it didn’t end. If he had baby throw up, or snot on his shirt… you would let him leave. Of course you would feel bad, but you laughed about it every time.

It got to the point where Elvis looked in the mirror every single time he had to leave.

“Elvis, Annabella picked them out. So, if you have any complaints give them to her.” You replied and picked the hood up over your daughters hair.

“I just don’t want people to pinpoint me to this forever.”

“If anything, they will find it cute that you’re dressing up with your daughter.” You pointed out.

“Hm… true.”

“Unless… maybe I got into her mind.” You smirked gently and looked at him.

“Stttoopppp,” he whined. You chuckled lightly and stood up.

“Let’s get you dressed then.”

After Elvis whined for a straight twenty minutes you were finally able to dress him. I’m which he whines the whole time.

He complained about how it itched everywhere. Which you didn’t blame him… it did have straw in it.

“Would ya quite moving,” you placed your hands on your hips and scolded him.

“No,”

“You’re acting like Annabella when she doesn’t wear a coat. Suck it up.” You said as you fixed the buttons on his shirt.

“What kind of costume even has straw in it! I mean come on.”

“The one your daughter picked.”

“She’s your daughter also.” He pointed out.

“Oh I know, but, you wouldn’t wear it if I said it was my idea.”

“It was ya idea!? Get me out of here!”

“Elvis Aaron Presley you better stop moving right this minute.” You slapped his chest.

After you finished getting him dressed, he looked in the mirror and whined. He didn’t like that he was a scarecrow. He didn’t even look that good in it, his words.

You couldn’t understand how he didn’t understand the costumes yet. Then again, he wasn’t the brightest when things weren’t going his way.

You went ahead and got dressed a bit afterwards, and tried not to spend so much time on it. You tried to plan these things accordingly, but Elvis whined the whole time… and it took much longer then planned.

As you walked down the stairs you saw Elvis helping Annabella putting on her shoes.

“Okay, Mr. Braindead… do you know what we are now?” Elvis turned to look at you and you swore you watched his heart fall out of his chest.

“I- I mean- goddamn… they should’ve had you playing her.”

“I was only two, Elvis.”

“Movie would’ve sold a lot better if it did.” You rolled your eyes and walked over to them.

“Are you ready for trick or treating?” You kneeled down to Annabella’s height.

“Yes! I can’t wait for candy!”

She was just the cutest baby, and now with her in her cowardly the lion costume… you could absolutely start crying from how cute she was.

The three of you went outside and soon you guys were trick or treating. It was a bit difficult with the fans and what not, but you got past that. This was a time for the family.

“What do you say?”

“Twick or tweat!”

“Good girl,” Elvis smiled and kissed Annabella’s cheek as candy was put into her bag.

“Dank you!”

You didn’t know if it was because Elvis was there… but Annabella got a bunch of candy… candy she wasn’t even going to eat. You and Elvis were most likely going to have to snack on it.

“See, that wasn’t so bad.” You said to Elvis as you started to take off the accessories.

“Yeah… it was nice seeing her smile.”

“Well, she always smiles for her daddy.” You smiled and walked over to him.

“And I always smile for you,” he said gently and pressed his lips against yours.

If only he knew how many more times he was going ti have to do this… with different costumes… and hopefully more kids.

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Meeting and Dating Riddick

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

(Okay so Vin Diesel was like really hot when he was young)

- Considering who Riddick is, you knew of the man far before you’d actually met him. Stories of him had been circling from planet to planet for the past decade or so, so yeah, he was pretty popular by the time you; just so happened to, board the same ship as him.

- Well, we all know how the story goes: you board the ship, it crashes, and you’re subsequently deserted on a planet with three suns alongside a missing murderous psychopath. Just a regular ol’ Saturday, ya know?

- Riddick likes you the minute he sees you, though he obviously doesn’t approach you; given his personality. And, like a normal person would, you try your best to keep some distance between you and the muscled murder man.

- You did so up until you wound up falling behind as everyone else walked; mainly because you weren’t exactly friendly with anyone there and were in no mood to be squashed between people in that heat. 

- At some point, the sand below your feet had slid and shifted on the incline that was there and you’d stumbled a bit, preparing yourself for the fall; onto your knees, which was going to happen.

- You hadn’t realized just how close to the dangerous man you’d ended up finding yourself so it was a bit of a shock when a hand gripped your arm, holding you up as though you weighed nothing at all.

“Thanks.” you’d somewhat whispered, a bit embarrassed and nervous. He didn’t say anything, though you were also interrupted by Johns approaching you both in a sort of warning towards the man. 

-There is IMMEDIATE sexual tension between the two of you and it only gets stronger the more time you spend together. He finds himself drawn to your side, his body itching to be clos to yours, his eyes locking on you whenever they can.  

- There’s an understanding between the two of you, an alliance of sorts, created as more time passes; something akin to a connection. So when you’re preparing to leave the planet and you make it to the ship after him, you’re offered the chance to join him. 

- Whether you’re “selfish” and flee without the others or if you go back in an attempt to save them is up to you; he doesn’t blame you either way. 

- Regardless, you find yourself in the ship with him, flying off and away from that eternal hell of a planet. And when you’re able to leave each other and he makes it known that you “could stay” with him, it doesn’t take you long to decide that you would. 

- The two of you kiss before your relationship is made official. You’d been on the run with him for about a month or so, both of you obviously attracted to each other and getting into highly suggestive scenarios though neither of you ever following through; mainly him. 

- You suppose that you could consider some of the times you’d been around each other as dates, though; at the time, they were more so “god I wish you knew how much I love you” and/or “I’m pretending that we’re on a date and every time I can’t just lean over and kiss you physically hurts me” types of hangouts. 

- But, he finally kissed you as the two of you were returning back to your ship after a trip into town; or wherever he’d decided that the two of you needed to go. You’d just finished pulling off your jacket or boots and you’d turned to find him nearly chest to chest; or chest to face, with you.

- You’d chuckled somewhat awkwardly, stumbling back and making a joke before your eyes met his and an intimate tension filled the air; one you hadn’t anticipated. He walked towards you, forcing you to walk backwards until you hit a wall in the cramped area. 

- The closer he came, the more you anticipated it and right as his face neared yours, you’d closed your eyes. He waited for a moment longer, staring at your face, contemplating his decision, and just as your eyes were about to open, he’d pressed his lips hard against yours. 

- Your hands fisted into his shirt and his own hands moved to both cage you in and pull you closer at the same time. After some time, he’d moved his hands low, grabbing at your thighs and ass before he picked you up.

- It’s up to you to decide just how far you want things to go. But regardless of your decision, you’re now going to have a pretty hard time getting rid of him. You’re his partner in crime from this point forward. 

- He tries his best to keep pda to a minimum since he’s got a reputation to keep up and because he doesn’t want you getting tangled up in his issues. When you’re alone he’s much more touchy and since you’re not in public very often, his dislike for pda isn’t much of an issue. 

- Though he isn’t affectionate with you in front of people, he is pretty much always close to your side whenever he can be. He likes being there in case there’s something he needs to protect you from. 

- Please hold his hand. He probably won’t do it himself but he secretly loves whenever you do. He likes how small and soft your hands are compared to his. 

- One armed hugs. He’s big and strong enough that it’s pretty much the same as a actual hug; though he does give you those on occasion as well. 

- Temple kisses. 

- His kisses are sort of rough, purely because he’s a rough person. If it were anyone else then they’d probably just be considered normal kisses but because he has strong lips and a domineering personality they’re on the rougher side. 

- Kisses between the two of you usually start out slow before becoming more heated. They’re the deep, drawn out types of kiss that end with an abrupt pull before the two of you snap back to each other once more. 

- Soft, barely there touches; whether with his hands or with his lips. They’re so soft that you’re sometimes not even sure if they touched you or not. 

- Sitting on his lap. 

- He likes leaning down, close to your side to talk to you, as well as seeing you lean up to speak in his ear/get close to his face yourself. 

- Considering the fact that you’re usually not staying in the most comfortable of places, you’ve taken to falling asleep with your head on some part of him. You usually start out just sleeping near each other but throughout the night, you’ll drift close and end up cuddling. It’s usually you who does so but on occasion, you’ll wake up to his arm around you and his body pressed up against yours. 

- He likes pinning you to things when he kisses you. 

- He’s sort of obsessed with your thighs and butt. He’s constantly grabbing or picking you up by them, usually to carry you off somewhere so that he can kiss you better.  

- He’s sort of like an animal in regards to how your scent drives him wild. There’s been so many instances of him drawing near you or burying his face in your neck that you can’t deny that he’s trying to smell you.

- Good girl, princess, sweetheart; he mainly uses them in a sarcastic way but it makes your heart race every time and he takes notice of that.

- Getting thrown over his shoulder whenever he pleases. Make a fuss and kick or hit his back all you want, he’s not letting you down until you’re away from whatever he wanted you to be away from; or just wherever he wanted to take you.

- He lets you do things, giving you the illusion of being in control while you’re both pretty much fully aware that he’s only letting you lead him places or letting you touch him. Don’t be fooled into thinking that you have the upper hand, he always knows exactly what you're doing. 

- Living in close quarters together. He in particular is always squeezing around you or using the excuse to press himself against you.  

- He secretly likes when you try to tease him or are otherwise soft with him. Trying to go up on your tippy toes to kiss him, leaning in close to his face as you speak, lingering touches; things like that. 

- He pretends like he doesn't know certain things to humor you. He notices everything so if you think you have a secret or are going to surprise him, you’re wrong; but he may pretend like he’s sort of surprised for your sake. 

- Getting your stuff stolen by him. 

- Getting a bit of a scare whenever he just pops up behind you. He sort of likes being able to scare you, he thinks your reactions are sort of cute. 

- Stargazing. You probably convinced him to do it though he mainly just stared at you like a big softie while you were distracted. 

- His only regret about changing his eyes is the fact that he can’t see you properly, and judging from what he’s able to see, its a damn shame. 

- Bonfires and camping out places.

- Hunting together. 

- Occasionally dropping into some far off planet, maybe going to a bar or him stealing from a liquor store so that the two of you can sit and drink together. 

- You're pretty much constantly hiding out or on the run, well, he is at least. You may have to go into town for the two of you on occasion; especially if it’s a town that he’ll be recognized in.

- Little, somewhat morbid gifts; though he does get you ones that aren’t on occasion, both made by him or stolen from somewhere. 

- Well, it’s a known fact that he can smell period blood so he’s always able to act accordingly and a bit sweeter than usual when it’s that time of the month. 

- Tracing and/or hearing the stories behind his scars. 

- Bandaging him up and him doing the same for you, trying his best to be as gentle as he can. 

- Getting taught how to fight or shoot. He likes hoisting you up from the ground by your clothes or pinning you down, showing you just how much stronger he is. It’s kind of his kink. 

- Getting taught survival tactics, card games, and so on. It’s a fun way to pass the time and a way to do it around each other.

- While he can certainly be rough, we all know that he can also be soft and caring; especially with you. 

- Teasing; whether its with ominous connotations or not. He may use his teasing to gauge whether or not he can trust you or to find out your true opinion on something. 

-  He only ever wants to help you. Everyone else can be damned but the minute you need something, he’s right there to assist you. 

- He pretends like he isn’t as worried as he really is by making his concerns sound threatening. Like after you put yourself in danger, he’ll make some comment like “you do something like that again and I’ll fucking kill you”. It’s the way he shows he cares; he isn’t used to giving a shit about anyone. 

- He’s one of those “you don't have to apologize for anything” types of boyfriends. He wants you to be unapologetic with people like he is.

- Lots of jealousy; he doesn’t particularly like you being around other men though he does trust you. It’s not about him thinking you’d cheat on him, its about the one person who truly cares about him and the only person he can trust being taken away from him or liking someone else more than him. 

- Somewhat overprotective. He doesn’t underestimate you but he does all that he can to prevent you being in any pain; emotional or physical. Whenever you mention a stupid, little fear of yours, he’s reminded of how vulnerable and precious you are and how much he has to keep you safe. 

- He’s blunt, aggressive, sarcastic, and somewhat demeaning so yes, there’s going to be quite a few fights in your relationship; though most aren’t ridiculously serious or completely relationship threatening. 

- After you’ve had a fight, he either doesn’t apologize and the two of you just move on or he watches you and let’s the guilt fester until he finally approaches you, putting his hand on your arm and kissing your temple. If you were outside of the ship, he’d pull you to your feet gently, giving you an earnest “I’m sorry, alright? C’mon” and guiding you back on board. 

- He doesn't say that he loves you very often but you do “get one” on occasion, usually grunted/grumbled out and passed off as being no big deal. 

- You’ll be his mate for life if he can help it. He wants to be with you for as long as he can, maybe start a family or just live out your lives alongside each other. 

[soupbabe]

Fluffy Toshikazu Hazamada x Reader headcanons

For the 2 people in the world that simp for this feral bby (me included)

Uh yea he's definitely used Surface to pretend to make out with you before the relationship started

But other times he'd use his stand to practice a confession since he knows that he comes off as unsettling and it's even worse when he's nervous

When the time came, he was such a nervous babey

The irl version is way prettier than the one out of wood omg-

When you accepted him he was genuinely shocked.

"D-dammit! I knew they'd hate me this was such a bad ide-" "I like you too, Hazamada." "Wait w-wait huh!? This isn't a fucking joke right? Oh my god,,,:0 :D"

He gave you the biggest hug after that and immediately asked you if you wanted to hang out at the local book store after school.

He is very cautious when it comes to the relationship at first, he loves you a lot and he doesn't want to scare you off. He also tries to refrain from having that impulse to use his stand to control you to make the relationship go how he wants it. He's done his research, he wants you to be genuinely happy and in a healthy relationship.

He's so nervous when it comes to PDA. The most you'll get is hand holding and the occasional cheek kisses. If you're taller than him it's so cute seeing him having to go on his tippy toes, but you'd never openly admit that due to his {ever present} anger issues.

He gets flustered so easily since he's touched starved and not used to the affection you give him

Call him cute/sappy nicknames like baby, Toshi or Kazu, sweetheart, etc and he will MELT it makes him feel so happy

Sometimes Surface comes out and playing with it is your favorite thing omg

Sometimes you stick little post it notes with doodles of various expressions on it when it hasn't transformed to anyone.

Hazamada gets jealous of his own stand though because of its tendancey to belittle its own user, but you make sure to give as much comfort as he needs and reminds him that his stand is just an extended part of him and it's just more of him to love

Once you asked him if he can change Surface to look like him and you got so happy.

"Oh my god I can't believe it this just got better. Now that I have just not one handsome boyfriend, but T W O"

He only shows you off to only make Josuke jealous and to prove Rohan wrong that he is worthy of someone's attention and love.

You think it's mean for him to try to make Josuke feel bad that he's single, but you enjoy playing along so your boyf can feel proud of himself.

Oh he babbles all the time about you to Koichi! Whenever Koichi talked about Yukako to Hazamada, he did feel irritated and it felt like he was just rubbing it in that he's single, but now he completely understands why he does it.

Occasional double dates with Yukako and Koichi :))

If you're already into anime/manga, he's giving you all of his recommendations and enjoys comparing various characters/ships to you and him.

If you're not into anime/manga, he'll freak out a tad bit because how have you not been exposed to the "modern art and cinematic storytelling" of anime yet! Be prepared for sleepovers where he forces you to watch all of his favorite animes with him.

He doesn't go out much so a lot of dates are very similar to what I just now mentioned. You, him, a whole bunch of your favorite snacks, and his laptop running so you two can watch your favorite shows together <3

I can see him wanting to be the more dominant one in the Relationship, but damn it he just loves reveling in the feeling of being loves and your warmth when he's the little spoon when y'all cuddle.

His brain just short circuts because he's never had someone that made him feel like he's not just "that one creepy, weird, quiet kid" at school and actually feel confident in himself

Sometimes he likes to lay on top of you, arms just squeezing the life out of you, while he just talks about how much he loves you in between little kisses that go all around your face and neck. He's so soft for you.