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i wait for you 🧡
THIS SONG BELONGS TO HIM. literally so loyal i love him i want him to be my friend >:(
#omori#drawing#omori fandom#artists on tumblr#digital art#omori fanart#omori kel#omori sunny#animation#omori animation#omori suntan#suntan omori#suntan#I LOVE THEM#theyre so in love#also lil headcanon#some inspo taken from coldmori#sunny and kel would slide eachother letters underneath the door llike for 2 years#but then sunny stopped#cuz he was shleepy 😔😔😔#/j
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What if instead of being resurrected and staying their age in the afterlife, the twins instead went back to the age they were when they were last alive (aka, lil babees)?
Bonus:
Nari was not emotionally prepared for this get him some soft blankets to build a nest with stat!!
#cotl#cult of the lamb#cult of the lamb fanart#cotl comic#cotl narinder#cotl lamb#cotl narilamb#<- not rlly?? But sorta. I'll tag it#cotl aym#cotl baal#aym and baal#cult of the lamb aym#cult of the lamb baal#also while I headcanon they were complete babies when sacrificed I drew em more toddler age here#cuz id be better than drawing two lil jellybeans on the ground lol#mewnie art#Tumblr.... why must u butcher the quality... whyyyyy
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LET'S HEAR IT FOR OUR NEETS!!
#i'm late but whatever that's fine 😭#i've been wanting to draw them in my actual art style for a while so their birthday was a good excuse to do it#* holds totty's hand * i stg i'll make your season 3 fit work#i hope ya'll like my lil headcanons for how they look#i like giving them small differences in stuff like height#but also some of the brothers sharing traits with each other that not all of them have ( like kara & jyushi's bottom eyelashes )#how old are they old now? 32?? grown ass men.....#OKAY I HAVE WORK IN THE MORNING I NEED TO GO TO BED#osomatsu-san#osmt#osomatsu#osomatsu m#karamatsu#karamatsu ma#choromatsu#choromatsu matsuno#ichimatsu#ichimatsu matsuno#jyushimatsu#jyushimatsu matsuno#todomatsu#todomatsu matsuno#matsuno bros#mj draws
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some little doodles to explain a ralsei headcanon/theory i've had on my mind for a while. textless/transparent versions of the drawings under the cut :]
and also a bonus scrapped version of the fountain one. bro is just standing there
#deltarune#ralsei#ralsei deltarune#deltarune fanart#deltarune headcanon#my art#the shadow thing with his hat could also be a headcanon for darkners in general idk i just think its a neat lil idea#perhaps i am the only one who felt the need to headcanon a reason for that particular design choice. but headcanon it i shall
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Remembering.
#tadc#the amazing digital circus#tadc fanart#kinger tadc#queenie tadc#checkmates#OUGHHHHHGHHHHHH THIS EP BROKE ME#I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS TO DRAW#GOOSEWORX WHEN I GER YOU#also lil headcanon of mine; I like to think at the beginning Queenie was optimistic!!!#hence her saying “adventure” rather than “challenge”#my art
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Thank GOD for those new promo pics.... I've always said this was the way I picture Aziraphale in modern day if he'd been the demon instead, and now I have the perfect angel!Crowley to match!
#no offense to anyone with other headcanons#but i always find reverse omens to be way too ooc for me#not bc aziraphale is a demon and crowley is an angel that makes total sense#but making crowley an innocent lil bean and aziraphale a scruffy badass just kinda....#idk i feel like you don't have to change their inherent them-ness just bc they're reversed#esp bc the point is that they're so similar in so many ways and what they are doesn't define who they are#ANYWAY all that to say aziraphale would still be stuffy and old-fashioned and prissy and soft#and crowley would still try to be the coolest mfer alive and both succeed and fail bc he's actually a huge lovesick dork#and these pics captures that aesthetic in my head SO perfectly#(also bonus headcanon that instead of getting snake eyes aziraphale's hair darkens along with his wings to symbolize his fall from grace)#good omens#reverse omens#Aziraphale#crowley#ineffable husbands#aziracrow#gomens#angel crowley#demon aziraphale#passengers 2016#rivals 2024#david tennant#michael sheen
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Tim, officially, does not have a new caretaker.
Tim, unofficially, does have a new caretaker.
A large, large man with long flaming purple hair that was capable of touching the floor if it didn't move like fire with sharp glowing green eyes and a neutral, if a bit of a resting bitch face, expression on his face.
Comparatively, he was not dressed oddly. Nothing but a white compression shirt, grey sweatpants and a pair of black sandals. The only thing odd about it was the sword constantly strapped to his waist, though Tim ignored it when he saw the man using it to chop ingredients.
Fright, he called himself, and Tim never asked if it was his actual name or not. He was just glad someone came over as constantly as he does.
He doesn't know where the man goes at night, after making sure he's tucked into bed and asleep, but he never pried. Mostly because he wasn't supposed to know that, and he doesn't want Fright to catch onto the fact that he was constantly sneaking out at night either.
So they'll both keep their secrets.
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Fright Knight was at a loss with himself.
His master, Pariah Dark, had been once again released from the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep and he wasted no time to return to his side. Even with his previous betrayl.
The events that followed were unexpected.
His master did not continue his eons long war with life. Though it had long since turned silent with his imprisonment, it was still brewing under the current of 'peace' that the Ghost Zone fell into.
Fright Knight knew that well.
So, what exactly was he supposed to do when his master returned to his time as naught but a humble farmer and started to rebuild the bridge he had long burnt with the Master of Time?
He felt... conflicted.
Of course, reconnecting with the Ghost of Time was a good thing, and he has been subject to witness just how much passion they had for each other during days long past.
But his master picking up a life that was not one honed through blood was always an odd thing for him to experience. Two peas in a pod, as some would say they were.
War and Fear.
Where War went, Fear followed. Rivers of flowing blood with storms of fear promised was something too tempting for him to resist.
Fear was a sword, and he was War's blade.
So it was not something easy for him to adjust to when War settled down into peace and sought prosperity instead of his namesake. Of course, he, as always, adjusted regardless of the situation and followed his master in his newest endeavor.
It was much harder to preserve a life, than it was to end it. They both came to realize. On his master's part, farming was something he pondered over and donned for a brief time eons ago, the new methods of today clashing wildly with what little he knew of the activity before War sung to him again. For Fright Knight, he had not a single nail's worth of experience in the act, never having had an interest like War did and as such, never learned.
It felt rather odd to use his blade to cut gifts from the land, but if he replaced them with images of enemies long since snuffed, it wasn't exactly hard.
He could not stay there for long; however, it was just too... different, from what he was used to. The Ghost King knew this and told him he was free to be left to his own devices so long as it did not affect the rules the Master of Time had set for them.
Or rather, War. But as Fear was in his service, he was not exactly exempt from said constraints, either.
So he wandered, keeping to his 'human' persona he was told to set for himself here. He was thankful that these beings called Meta's existed as no one gave him more than a second glance.
Though if that was more something to do with his height he did not know.
He came upon a city, one of shadows and filled with curses in numbers that even made him pause in slight bafflement. Lady Gotham, the city's spirit, brushed against him as soon as he stepped foot within her haunt, and it did not take long for them to reach and accord.
Fear was allowed to stay, so long as he did not do anything she did not permit. He was fine with said rules, after all, what was another constraint compared to those set by Time itself?
He had a favorable view of this city, just the ambient fear alone made it worth stepping inside. It was better than War's attempt at peace, though it was nothing due to the being itself he was just... used to being surrounded by fear.
Then he met a human child by the name of Timothy Drake. A meeting by chance and nothing else, but he did need something to do by Lady Gotham's suggestion.
So he became the boy's 'caretaker' though if he were a good one was something he could not comment on.
He did not need sleep, his new ward did, so when night fell, he always stepped out of the city to go back to his master and reappeared the next morning.
The thing about his new master's attempt at peace, was that he was quite willing to give away the gifts he received from the land. Which was helpful, considering he had no idea how to acquire money in this new age.
#dc x dp#dp x dc#dpxdc#dcxdp#dp x dc crossover#dc x dp crossover#Pariah Dark#Fright Knight#Tim Drake#Clockwork#Pariah and Clockwork are more in the background tho#Just a lil dip into my headcanon of Pariah Dark being the ancient of War#:3#Calling Pariah War and Fright Knight Fear#Teehee#Just a lil thing I thought up#Nothing biggie#Also#dark ages#Dark ages ship#Not heavily though
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I know I've mentioned Bolo being cake in Portuguese (and the mispronounced Bola being Ball) but Idk if people know Porco, from Patia's surname, means Pig in Portuguese (and other romantic languages that use it as an alternative word for it) and I wish Marisha had talked more about it, if it was intentional or not.
#it's mentioned at the trivia section of her wiki page#i mean there could be some meaning relating to power and swines or that she just liked the sound of it#anyway#just a lil trivia#patia por'co#funny is laerryn's surname also sounds kinda latin#cora for corazon/coração means heart#mar means sea in both spanish and portuguese#but that surname. against what i first assumed. isn't actually common at all#ALSO if you tear it apart differently cor-amar. Amar means to love in portuguese 🙈#not to mention luis bringing zerxus full on very spanish sounding names#all this to say it's not unreasonable to develop on my latin america inspired headcanons for domunas#critical role#exu calamity#cr stuff
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the jily tag is so filled with anti jily and jegulus posts at the moment so here's some jily headcanons:
lily loving transfiguration but hating that james is so much better so when they start becoming friends, she makes him tutor her in transfiguration
james giving her his quidditch shirt to wear but lily already has marlene's. so she just wears them both instead, for luck.
statistic nerds. they make graphs together and everything (mostly about various sports)
as head boy and head girl, they tend to use the good cop/bad cop approach but take it in turns cause they both wanna be bad cop
lily isn't very popular but is well liked (too stubborn and friends with very unpopular and 'weird' students to be popular), james is popular but isn't well liked (mostly due to immaturity in first few years of school as well as not seeming to care about anyone other than the other marauders + lily)
hospital wing bonding. lily wanting to study medicine so she helps out pomfrey and james being in the wing a lot for remus or quidditch injuries or just to get a lollipop from pomfrey.
marlene and james being next door neighbours and whilst lily is staying at marlene's, she talks to james over the garden fence and gets invited to dinner by james' parents
lily not being super close to her own parents so after meeting james, euphemia and fleamont start writing letters to her and sending her snacks (whilst she's not yet friendly with james), and james' isn't aware of this till he sees lily in the common room with her own basket of his mum's muffins
ursula k le guin fanboy!james. lily sees him reading one of her books and instantly starts crushing on him. then she sees him dogear the book and immediately gives him her bookmark to stop that from ever happening again
whilst they're friends, they start going on morning walks around the grounds together and name the goats, in the neighbouring field, and giving them personalities and soap opera type stories
#i'll also write a lil something later perhaps#jily#marauders era#marauders#james potter#lily evans#jily headcanons
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🚨 RED BOYS 🚨
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#sentai#super sentai#i'm not tagging all of them lmao but i will tag#boonboomger#go onger#kakuranger#king ohger#2024 art tag#this started with drawing the sentaisukes stretching (warm up stretches warm up sketches if you will)#and then it snowballed with a few more favourites#then i felt bad leaving people out#and so here they all are! Isamu is here because i wanted a flat 30 and he felt infinitly more interesting than prince lmao#there are a few lil headcanon things on a couple of the boys but like#nothing ground shattering or in desperate need of explanation lmao#they are also kiiinda grouped up in themes/funny little connections but then a few guys are where they are cause thats where they fit lmao#(the ninjas are together - akagi/akama/akashi are together - the brothers are together etc etc)#dont mind the baseball detour i couldnt help myself
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Had this “Steve only hates impersonal nicknames” idea in my notes for a while and then after seeing @cholvoq ‘s wonderful art I had to turn it into a real thing for Valentine’s Day. This is 2.4k, i’m SO sorry edit: you can now read this on ao3 :)
Eddie’s a nickname guy. It’s always Dusty this and Gare-Bear that and JeffJeff here and Bobbie there and it’s Mikey and Maxxii and Nance-pants and Johnny and… big boy?
Him being a nickname guy makes it near impossible to hide his crushes. Thankfully, Steve had been really cool about it. Sure, he seemed a little stunned, but Eddie still had all his teeth in place by the end of that interaction, so he had called that a win.
He hadn’t known then that Steve was… different. Or he was starting to see it but what he thought was shocking then had really been just the tip of the iceberg. He hadn’t expected Steve to be nice. Or funny, or caring, or protective, or understanding.
He had learned all of that after everything. During chats on Hellfire nights while the kids cleaned up after themselves, during hangouts at the diner with Robin and Nancy, during Saturday afternoons when he went to pick out a movie only to end up talking with Steve, their conversation flowing until it was cut short by Steve’s shift ending.
After some time, Eddie had gotten to know Steve even more during long weekday nights when one came over to bring the other something they left behind, or to share a record, or to demand the beers the other owes or to show the other a stupid article in a stupid magazine only to end up making dinner together and watching a movie afterwards.
They stopped making excuses about two weeks ago.
Eddie had asked “do youuu… wanna come over?” on Saturday night, while nervously twirling his keys as Steve locked the front doors of the Family Video.
The evening chill had cut right through Eddie’s leather jacket as his keys clanged against his rings. But Steve had nodded with a smile and asked “pizza?” on their way to their cars, and Eddie had forgotten all about the cold.
Point being, Steve had been just fine with ‘big boy’ when it happened. Eddie’s a nickname guy. Him and Steve are hanging out more now, and so, Eddie’s been calling him more nicknames. Some of them are very intentional, others come completely without thinking, and it turns out, Steve takes issue with a few of them.
The first time it happens, Eddie’s underneath his van trying to get the damn thing to cooperate, the recent winter was tough on it, and it keeps dying out on him.
Steve sits nearby perched on a little stool, wearing his Family Video vest since he came by right after finishing his morning shift to see if they could make plans for lunch. Eddie suggested they grab something at the diner if and when he finally gets the van to start back up and Steve had agreed to wait.
He’s been telling Eddie about tonight’s basketball- game? match? super bowl? Is there such a thing as the major leagues of basketball? Eddie’s not sure, but he adores the sound of Steve’s voice and he’s kind of invested in the drama of players switching teams and retiring and whatever else Steve wants to tell him about. So, he’s been listening, not really bothering with asking for clarification for what he doesn’t understand yet. He’ll figure it out as they go.
He's blindly patting the floor around his legs for his rag, when he feels Steve put it right in his hand.
Eddie’s relieved. "Thanks, bud!" he says, the nickname just rolling off his tongue effortlessly, no meaning attached.
It gets kind of quiet all of a sudden. After about five seconds of Steve not talking, Eddie comes out to check on him, and finds him frowning at his legs.
"Don't call me ‘bud’" Steve requests, looking up at his face, his tone just a tad harsh. Eddie would think he ran into King Steve if he didn't know any better.
As it is, Eddie gets Steve probably thinks the nickname is childish or patronizing, so he doesn’t think twice of it, just gets a little sheepish and says "sorry, Stevie".
Steve smiles at that, a little cocky. He does his little mean girl shaking his head thing like he just got exactly what he wanted. Eddie feels his face twist a bit in confusion, but he likes it when Steve gets a little mean so he doesn't say anything about it and just dives back under his van as Steve resumes their conversation.
The second time it happens, they’re outside the supermarket. The kids shot out of the van as soon as it rolled to a stop, Steve calling out a warning after them while still listening to Eddie explain why Star Wars and Star Trek are actually very different but really good in their own way. Their conversation carries on as they hop out of the van, lock up and walk to meet at the front.
“I’m telling you, Star Trek is great. You would love it,” Eddie says, “you just have to give it a chance”.
Steve rolls his eyes at him, but Eddie can see his smile.
“Ok, alright,” Steve answers, “you can show me tonight then”, it’s almost too nonchalant. Eddie has to hide his grin.
Steve’s been suggesting they hang out more and more lately, and he can’t help but feel a bit hopeful. They clearly enjoy each other’s company, their time together is never dull, Steve seems to be really comfortable around him and maybe, just maybe…
“Should we get beers then?” Eddie asks, excited at the prospect of some more time alone with him. They haven’t had a weeknight hangout since Eddie fixed his van last week. He kinda misses the very specific color of Steve’s eyes in the Harringtons’ yellow living room lamplight.
“Yeah,” Steve says, his eyes get soft in a way Eddie only started noticing a couple of weeks back, “we can watch it at my place” he adds. Eddie thinks he definitely hasn’t seen him look at anyone else like that.
To shake himself out of the spell of the prettiest boy he’s ever met making the prettiest eyes he’s ever seen at him and ONLY him, Eddie grabs Steve by the wrist and starts marching them towards the supermarket’s front doors.
Without thinking, Eddie says "c'mon man," as they go.
Steve, who started easily following him (like he always does these days), suddenly stops in his tracks. Eddie gets pulled back and almost stumbles on top of Steve. He'd get flustered if Steve wasn't frowning at him like he’d just said the most insulting thing he’d heard this month.
"Don't call me ‘man’" Steve says. Eddie feels his eyebrows raise a bit.
He debates asking why but doesn't question Steve in the end. He’d rather offer understanding than judgement to him any day.
So, Eddie takes advantage of Steve's wrist in his hand, and squeezes there a bit, says "I'm sorry sweetheart" sincerely, looks into Steve's eyes so he can see Eddie means it.
Steve blushes a bit then, not really used to the nickname yet, Eddie just got the balls to start using it last week. Eddie himself is not really used to seeing Steve blush, and at something he says? It’s too much power for one metalhead.
But he gets distracted from Steve’s blush because it happens again, Steve basically preens like a peacock once Eddie switches nicknames. Looks smug, like he has Eddie wrapped around his finger and well, Eddie guesses he does, so, no arguments there either.
He just smiles back at Steve, really, has no other choice, it’s not like he can control how he reacts to the most gorgeous fucking face the universe could ever come up with. But he tugs him along again, Steve happily following this time.
The next time it happens, Steve’s leaning against his kitchen island, with Eddie leaning across from him against the counter.
The party is watching a movie in the Harringtons’ living room and at some point, Eddie got up to get himself another soda, Steve not so subtly followed after him, taking the empty popcorn bowls to the sink. He struck up a conversation and there they stayed.
Eddie’s been turning the small gesture around and around in his head. Clearly Steve’s not shy about seeking him out, and he’s obviously good with the party knowing, which means a hell of a lot because those are Steve’s people, that’s his family.
Eddie’s honestly running out of excuses to not ask him out. Seeing him reaching out to bump his sneaker against Eddie’s boot when he says something funny, laughing just a little too hard at Eddie’s dumb joke; seeing his eyes widen a bit when Eddie compliments him; seeing him notice when Eddie is holding back from talking too much, and not letting it go until he thinks Eddie’s shared all of his opinions on the subject; Eddie thinks maybe he can be brave, when it comes to Steve.
And this week might be the perfect time.
Here they are still, the movie long ended and several easy conversations floating from the living room to the kitchen, where they’re still engrossed on their own.
“I mean I taught the kid how to do his hair for god’s sake!” Steve is saying, Eddie’s laughing easily, and he has a slight suspicion Steve’s acting way more annoyed than he really is because he knows Eddie dies laughing every time Steve roasts the kids.
“Just, if he’s gonna give me hair advice, he should work on that goddamn tone. At the Very Least.” Steve finishes, Eddie giggling all the while at his Annoyed Mom tone.
"Yeah, dude!" Eddie agrees, wanting to egg him on, but Steve's face suddenly falls and whatever remark Eddie had locked and loaded just fades away.
Eddie blinks perplexed; he’s getting déjà vu.
Steve frowns at him, says "Don't call me ‘dude’".
It’s eerie, only he sounds a bit annoyed this time.
Eddie thinks, maybe someone called Steve ‘dude’ before in an unpleasant way, so he doesn't pry. Instead, he takes the chance to call him a nickname he likes more, and says "Sorry, pretty boy", his heart fluttering in the milliseconds he has to wait for Steve’s reaction.
And it happens one last time: Steve absolutely beams at that one, his smile so bright it makes Eddie want to jump in place.
He leans further back on the counter returning the smile, not noticing the common thread in Steve’s reactions to him switching nicknames.
But then the glint in Steve’s eyes suddenly brightens a dim corner of Eddie’s brain. He gets this feeling that reminds him of a perfectly set up riddle or finding that one perfect note for his latest song. It’s like everything suddenly just makes sense.
Eddie feels realization dawn on his face as he pushes himself off the counter to walk right into Steve’s personal bubble, grabs both of Steve's hands.
"Steve" Eddie says, not even caring that he sounds like the name is dripping in honey when it comes out of his mouth. With how sweet Steve is, it might as well be.
Steve just looks at him a little stunned, but doesn't say anything. Eddie draws circles in the back of his palms to reassure him.
"Why don't you want me to call you ‘dude’?" Eddie asks, trying to find out if this whole thing is what he thinks it is.
Steve looks down at their joined hands,.
"You call Nancy that sometimes..." Steve mumbles.
His answer would sound inconsequential to the unsuspecting, certainly would have to Eddie as late as last week, but Eddie thinks he’s finally getting it, and he hums his understanding.
"How ‘bout ‘man’?" he asks
Steve replies "You call Robin that sometimes..." his eyes still on their hands.
Eddie nods his agreement.
"I call everyone those things" he points out.
Steve agrees. "Exactly" he says, finally looking at him again, sounding annoyed and confirming Eddie’s suspicions.
Eddie feels his face split into a smile. He wants to grab Steve’s beautiful freaking face and just plant one on him.
"Can I still call you sweetheart?" he ventures instead. The nickname brings the hint of a smile to Steve's face but then he seems to realize something not so pleasant.
"Do you call someone else ‘sweetheart’?" Steve asks in return.
"No one" Eddie says, shaking his head, his tone vehement.
"Then yes" Steve finally answers. Eddie's heart wants to beat right out of his chest.
He interlocks their fingers to ground himself, Steve looks down at their hands and smiles at the sight.
"So, you don't want me to call you something I call someone else?" Eddie states, more than asks, calling Steve’s eyes back to his again.
"Anyone else" Steve confirms, holding his gaze.
Eddie lets out a small shuddering exhale and feels his heart fluttering in his throat, he really cannot believe this boy.
"Steve" Eddie drawls, dripping in honey again, his hands coming up to cradle Steve's face because he really can't resist anymore "Sweetheart" he says.
Steve's eyes grow a little wide and he starts blushing so much that Eddie can feel it in his palms.
"Steevieeee" Eddie sinsongs, squeezing Steve's face a bit "Pretty boy" Eddie calls him. Steve just keeps looking at him and a small smile blooms in his pretty, pretty face.
"Would you let me take you out to dinner this Friday?" Eddie finally asks him, his fingers curling to the back of Steve's head to play with his hair there. Steve's eyes get even wider.
" 's Valentine's this Friday" he points out. Eddie knows.
"Mmhm. Want you to be my Valentine." Eddie tells him, tugs his hair gently, "How's that sound?" he asks, bold in a way he never has been before. Steve blushing does things to him.
"Sounds nice" Steve answers. He smiles and nods while his hands hook on Eddie's belt loops.
"Then it's a date?" Eddie asks, trying not to sound too eager. He thinks he fails spectacularly but Steve beams and pulls him in to kiss his cheek.
"It's a date" Steve tells him, his breath ghosting on Eddie's cheek and making him shiver.
Steve pulls back, lets go of Eddie’s belt loops and tugs on a strand of his hair gently, smiling like the cat that got the cream as he walks back out into the living room.
Eddie’s gonna make this the best Valentine’s Day date Steve has ever been on.
#steddie#steddie fanfic#steddie fanfiction#steddie headcanon#steddie fic#Steve maybe gets a lil emotional the first time Eddie calls him 'sunshine'#steve harrington#eddie munson#adhd/autism eddie my beloved#fanfic#stranger things#sigh. im not really satisfied with this I wish I could get more of Steve in it#i ESPECIALLY wish it was better so it could live up to that AMAZING ART OMG IM INLOVE WITH IT 😭#but it's almost not Valentines anymore so here#have it#i just want it to leave me alooooneeeeeee#but anyways#i might put it on ao3 later#i just get so embarrassed about my other fics but i also dont wanna orphan them idk#asdfghjkllkjhgf#whatever. good night#i hope your Valentines was nice <3#bossy mean girl princess steve supremacy forever#.
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technically valentines day is already over but like- happy late valentines day yayy heres some absrabbit art in moody lighting
also heres some doodles of Jax in vaguely valentines day themed outfits n shit as a treat. my friend brought heart shaped glasses to school and i put them on my Jax plushie and got inspired. 🥰
#abstrabbit#adzy drawz#jax x zooble#zooble x jax#tadc jax#tadc zooble#tadc#the amazing digital circus#teehee#also lil zooble headcanon peeking in- they're bad at responding to compliments/flirting 💞#(i am self projecting)
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Headcanon that Leo likes outfits with rips in them because he thinks they look cool, and he thinks they look cool largely because growing up he saw how often Raph had rips in his clothes (accidental though they were), and Leo wanted to be more like his big brother.
He will never admit to this, but he still thinks Raph is pretty cool.
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt leo#rottmnt raph#rottmnt headcanons#I think this every time leo has random tears in his clothing#he’ll go and claim it’s because he wants more of his stripes to be visible but secretly he’s a lil bro looking up to big bro#but also he wants to show off his stripes
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GUESS WHOS BACK W MORE ASK-SPIDERPOOL FANART?? THATS RIGHT MOTHERFUCKERS!! ME. GET HIT W MS. LOVE FANART💥💥💥💥💥
#once every blue moon i gotta go back to my true tumblr roots lmao#look at her i love her sm#dont let my intense jash posting fool you guys#anita is always in a little corner somewhere in my mind#shes sitting in her tiny dressing room getting ready for when ill inevitably obsess over her fully once again#and when that happens ill be the equivalent of that one very loud person cheering way too enthusiastically at a fancy theater performance#also yes my filthy lil headcanons made their way into this#wade w heterochromia my beloved....#starsfanarts#starsfanarts: deadpool#anita lotta love#deadpool#wade wilson#ask spiderpool
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What ways do you think he’d boundary test in the very intial stages if the relationship?
(Diff anon bouncing off the flirting ask—i love your insight!! “Chokes on anything more than scraps” is SO poignant and real wrt homie)
aahh thank you! re: this ask
it would be subtle at first. little things like not fully respecting your other relationships or your time commitments. he'd ask when he could see you, and you could say, "How about you meet me after my shift?" and while he says sure thing, he actually shows up on your lunch break and tells you he's going to treat you at the fancy italian place that opened up downtown.
that's very sweet of him, but you only get 45 minutes for your break, and it's not enough time to go somewhere to eat. you're free for dinner after your shift, though. he waves it off. he insists.
"C'mon," he pushes. "We'll be gone an hour tops. I promise they won't miss you for those fifteen minutes as much as I will."
naturally, you're gone for two hours.
and he'll do this often. he'll consistently put you in situations where he's asking you to choose between something else in your life and him. he's testing not only to see how much pushing he can get away with, but self-soothing his own frayed nerves with the dopamine he gets when you do choose him.
and you probably would choose him! a lot. especially when the relationship is new and you feel that excitement and that pressure to deepen the relationship and prove yourself.
he lavishes you in love and affection for it every single time. sure, you bailed on that thing with your friend, but you were with him, you two had fun, you're so in love, and that's what matters!
it's only a problem when you don't choose him. when those boundaries become less lenient. when you tell him, "No, I'm serious. I can't tonight." how dare you reject him. why are you hurting him like this when it would be so easy to choose him? when you should choose him because he's yours, and you're his.
that's when the gaslighting starts. the snide comments about how you're always making these plans without even talking to him. how he sacrifices so much for you, bends over backwards to fulfill your every wish and whim, but you're never willing to do the same for him.
he WILL turn it into a fight. he will push and push and push until you either relent or apologize. until you choose him. and if you don't, he'll sulk. he'll be miserable. there won't be a retaliation per se, but he WILL expect something grand to make up for it. he will turn these moments into such an exhausting ordeal that next time, and every time after, it's so much easier to just... choose him.
and god, does he ever love you for it. downright smothers you with it.
#oop that got a lil long#anyways he's the worst! i love him#ask and you shall receive#darling anon#homelander x reader#homelander headcanons#homelander x you#i guess this is also#homelander meta
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locked tomb doodle i did w abisalli's emotion challenge
#AS LONG AS THERE R NO HARROW THE NINTH AND NONA THE NINTH SPOILERS#i wouldnt mind if u guys talked to me in inbox abt locked tomb stuff#could b aus or requests or lil headcanons:)#lets talk guys i miss talking on tumblr it used to.b nice#gideon the ninth fanart#gideon nav fanart#gideon the ninth#gideon x harrow#gideon nav#harrowhark nonagesimus fanart#harrowhark nonagesimus#harrowhark fanart#camilla the sixth fanart#camilla the sixth#camilla hect#the locked tomb#tlt#also peep . the tooth gap on gideon :)
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