#blinker headcanons

[deepspacedarling]

Random Headcanons for the LADS Boys

Warnings: none, this is just silly.

AN: these are just random things I believe in my heart of hearts is true about each of these boys. We need more random info about these boys. I want to know which shoe they put on first when they get dressed.

Xavier, Zayne, Rafayel, Sylus, Caleb

Xavier

Really good with a yo-yo. Like insanely good. He’s dexterous in general but his yo-yo skills are mesmerizing.

That man always has a coupon. He is a bargain finder. Can sniff out the discount stickers in the supermarket like a bloodhound.

Awful at laundry. He’ll wait for it all to pile up and then do it. He’s too lazy to fold it and put it away though so he’ll just live out of the clean laundry hamper until he needs to do laundry again. And the cycle continues.

Zayne

Really passionate about following the rules in a board game. He’s the one who’s got the rules next to him and constantly referencing them to make sure that no one is cheating.

He’s lactose intolerant but if you think that’s going to stop him from eating ice cream, you’ve got another thing coming. It's him and his lactaid pills against the world.

A really good dancer. He took dancer lessons at some point in his life and never brings it up. He only ever uses the skills for traditional dances like waltzes but if you asked him to salsa with you, not only could he but he’d surprise you by how good he is at it.

Rafayel

He doesn’t use his blinker. And he speeds. Good luck everyone else on the road. He only ever gets car sick if someone else is driving but when it’s him, he’s perfectly fine even when he’s doing crazy stuff behind the wheel.

Kicks in his sleep. He’s dreaming of swimming so he moves a lot. It’s cute up until he nearly rolls over on top of you because he’s dreaming about peeking himself in a rock to sun tan.

He loves canceling plans. Not on you but in general. He’ll spend hours getting ready but if you suddenly say “Hey, I’d rather stay in.” He’s already changed and comfy again before you’ve even finished the sentence.

Sylus

Wears contacts to see. He has reading glasses but he doesn’t use them often. He’d rather suffer and squint if his contacts aren’t in.

While he didn’t watch reality TV shows, Luke and Kieran do and so he knows A LOT about them because the boys stay yapping about it.

His sneeze is INSANELY loud. He doesn’t notice but everyone else in the house does. Luke and Kieran can hear him sneeze from the floor above.

Caleb

Will drink directly from the milk carton and he’s not sorry. He’ll do it again.

He’ll tell you he doesn’t want to watch your show with you and then stand behind the couch through the whole episode watching anyway. He'll ask questions but he won't sit down. When you invite him to sit, he tells you he’s about to leave. This happens for several episodes in a row.

Make old man noises sometimes. Like coughs and grunts and random wheezing sounds. He doesn’t notice he’s doing it but you do.

Requests are Open!

[the-au-collector]

So I fucking hate driving so here’s the Links as bad drivers:

Legend: The speed demon. Will ride up your ass, will weave around cars, will be going 15 over as a minimum. Vroom vroom motherfuckers

Warriors: The anxious driver. Taps the break for every little thing. Is probably going 5 under. The most anxious driver you’ve ever met. Look at his knuckles. They’re so white because he’s holding his steering wheel with a death grip.

Twilight: The ancient pickup truck. Dubiously-tethered stuff in the back of his truck, has to go slow lest he unveils the wrath of his cargo upon the person behind him. Is at least apologetic about his speed (internally). Also he drives the most loud, beat up pickup truck you’ve ever seen. It always sounds like a cow is dying. He named his truck Epona and he refuses to sell her.

Four: The angry one. Has horrible road rage but dialed up to eleven. Always pissed off at some other driver for something. Driving raises his blood pressure. So, so many f-bombs are dropped if he’s behind the wheel.

Wild: The lane changer. Will realize it’s his exit at the last minute and veer over 4 lanes. A hazard to everyone and himself.

Hyrule: The eternally confused driver. Always lost. Slows down to 10 under so he can figure out where he’s going. Liable to just stop moving if he can’t figure out where to go.

Wind: The reckless teenager. Just got his license. Somehow never gets pulled over despite always going at least 20 over and disobeying so, so many traffic laws. Has tried to outrun the cops once (it was Tetra’s idea). Never let Linebeck teach someone else how to drive.

Time: Blinkers are optional. Pisses off so many people by not using his blinker. Most of the time he just forgets to use it. (Also I headcanon he drives a minivan. This has nothing to do with his allergy of blinkers)

Sky: The doesn’t use cruise control. Doesn’t know how to use cruise control and is too embarrassed to have anyone teach him at this point, so he never quite goes a steady speed on the freeway. This isn’t as dangerous more than it is a nuisance to everyone, including Sky.

[salmsilly]

Van der Linde Gang 🍃 Headcanons

This is with modern era in mind btw

Arthur

Did it when he was younger but grew to prefer alcohol and only really does that.

John

Either the plug or leeches off of other people.

Like he just never has his own stuff, he's only smoking if someone will invite him.

He's cool enough that people don't mind but sometimes if no one has invited him he will "very stubly" try to suggest a session.

That's the only time people will get annoyed, they know damn well he's not bringing shit

He's always watching some show high too. Smiling Friends, Midnight Gospel, or Gumball

Javier

The plug, 100%

Super generous with his stuff, it's his way of bonding

Gets so excited to find out someone wants to smoke for the first time

"Oh, I got you! I'm off this weekend, you gotta smoke with me."

Has a bong collection too, it's pretty cool and he loves it.

Charles

He'll do it occasionally, like once in a blue moon really.

Does it more with Arthur if anything.

Great for a chill smoke, or if someone's freaking out and they need someone just there, they're always with Charles.

Charles will let it happen, even if they're a little noisy because he's been there unfortunately.

Mary-Beth

Did edibles once but she took wayyy more than she should've and greened out the fuck out

Figured, a bit later, a bong might be better and easier to measure so she asked to hit one of Javier's bongs.

Greened out after one hit. (This is me projecting) Decided that was wraps and she's never done anything since.

Swanson

God, everyone just wants him to switch to weed like everyone but it's been unsuccessful

It's because his tolerance is very high and they don't know why

Dutch tried to get him shrooms after reading about them but it ended in a very very heavy hospital bill and trouble with the police

Lenny

His guilty pleasures are reading a fuck ton of stories and experiences about DMT and other kinds of drugs, he's so deep into subreddits and forums.

He never actually takes them too seriously though nor has been tempted to try them.

He doesn't smoke weed too often either, maybe to focus on something.

Sean

God, when is he not stoned.

His car smells so bad.

It's gotten to the point where he'll forget full interactions with people because he was so far gone but has had enough practice to look sober.

So when they bring something up, he'll look at them all funny asking "When was that??"

Dutch wondered if it was amnesia or something until he found the drawer of empty carts. Like, it was a graveyard.

People struggle to tell if he's high or not at times but eventually they figured always.

Tilly

Never does it, has not done it, and with absolutely no interest.

John's offered a couple of times when they were younger but it was always an immediate and stern no.

It isn't that she minds it really, she just doesn't want to.

She has no problem hanging out with the others if they're smoking.

But for the love of God, please do not bring that stench into the house, it will creep up to her room and she won't be able to sleep.

Uncle

He'll try to peer pressure people to do it but, he's so corny about it

He sounds like he belongs in an 80's infomercial against drugs.

"C'monnn, everyone here does it!" and Tilly responds with the nastiest side eye.

He's so much more funnier high though? He gets genuine chuckles and laughs out of people, it might be because they're stoned too.

Goes to his ego a bit though and he tries to be funny again sober but it falls flat so badly it's a bit embarrassing.

But it's Uncle so he's not embarrassed.

Karen

Obviously prefers alcohol way more, its effects last way longer.

She hates having to do constant hits.

She does have her own cart though where she's hitting blinkers that cannot be good for her at out.

Her PR is 30 seconds while making a bet with Sean once. (Yes she threw up.)

Sean is also always asking for a hit of her cart.

Dutch

Opposite of Lenny. Hears stories about trips and thinks it's the most profound, eye opening thing of all time.

If he catches the kids smoking, he'll start babbling on about them and the deeper meaning behind these trips or whatever. Not a single soul cares at all expect for Bill.

Molly will try to listen but she really doesn't gaf.

His big secret though is he tried shrooms himself too but it was a horrendous experience.

He was too far deep into his pro-shroom trips that could never be wrong to take it back and admit not everything was right that he gaslit himself into believing it never happened and it worked.

Hosea is the only one that knows this, he lets Dutch live his delusions.

Hosea

Also, a great person to be with for a first time.

He obviously cannot be smoking anymore so he mainly watches over everyone else and observe whatever they do because they're always doing something

Though, if anyone pisses him off he will make them believe there's things that aren't actually there. Sean is the biggest victim of this.

"Hey, was that your friend you were with just now?" "What friend?" "The one behind you earlier. Tall feller, you must've not seen them."

Abigail

After having Jack, she stopped but she was starting to hate the smell and taste anyways. Blunts are the word offenders in her opinion.

If John tries to kiss her after any sesh she immediately slaps him and tells him to brush his teeth.

She'll take an edible with the girls though, after a lot of convincing and Jack put to sleep for the night.

Pearson

The best cook only when fried, it's a little jarring seeing the difference between his sober dishes.

He's like that "so booommmm tiktok" guy

Always so creative with his stuff and it comes out really good.

Everyone cheers when he decides to smoke a bit

Made edibles as gifts before, more than likely to Sean or Javier.

Sadie

Everyone thinks it'll calm her down from being so aggressive. It does not.

She might be worse actually.

But she's so incredible fun to be around, like every activity the gang decides to do was her idea.

Hosea doesn't do his tricks on her but she never pisses him off anyways.

Kieran

The only one actually doing it medically.

He'll smoke with the rest of the gang too, one of the few times he's comfortable chilling around them. He's just really quiet and never talks.

Anyone else not mentioned I js didn't have anything for them sorry </3

[witsserviceablesubstitute]

Fenris and Anders dynamic is best when it's not taken too seriously. It wasn't thought through well at all (something the devs have admitted to) and so building it into an all defining characterization for either of them engenders mischaracterizations. In my headcanon Fenris and Anders use each other as a whipping post to lance their wounds and it's something they'll eventually grow past. I personally like how honest they are with each other sometimes, neither feel like they need to sand down their edges with the other and it can lead to these hauntingly sincere moments.

A romantic relationship between them during DA2's timeline, though, has only two extremes from my interpretation. I could see them sleeping together with no forethought, a release of tension (as Fenris does do with a rival mage Hawke), and then that spiralling into a very tumultuous romance. If I'm remembering right these are characters who say things like 'there's no place you could go where I wouldn't follow' and 'I'll drown the world in blood to keep you safe'. All that intensity turned on each other... They're two sides of the same coin and both sides are blinkered and passionate. At their best they'd join forces and work through their issues to become this badass force of nature with a singular purpose— tearing down systems of oppression together. At their worst they could destroy Thedas and each other. I can appreciate how epic that potential story would be but I can also understand wanting both characters to find more peace than they're likely to find in each other.

No, my DA2 enemies-to-lovers ship is Aveline and Isabela. It wouldn't work and it's not epic but it is hot.

[hazbinwhoree]

So I’ve noticed that you’ve been baked while writing like every other fic you’ve posted, soooo like could you write a one shot of what it would be like to get stoned with Adam??😗 (take a blinker 4 me)

420 with Adam

A/N: I did indeed take a blinker for you and wrote this high cause it was only right. Was going to be a Oneshot but I kept falling short so I did headcanons. I hope you like it! I’ll try a Oneshot again later

Every night before bed, you smoke up

You bundle up to face the cold outside and grab your bong and grinder

You blaze up, spend a few minutes staring at your ceiling, and promptly go to sleep

This routine did not change when Adam showed up as your guardian angel

You have to start buying more weed, cause you’re smoking with Adam now

You go through your stash faster

You laugh at each other for coughing

Adam thinks that you’re adorable, finding everything funny, laughing at his every word and boosting his ego when you’re high

You think Adam is your stereotypical stoner when he’s high

Together, you both vibe, and the staring at your ceiling part of the high is more interesting

You have nonsensical conversations, with one of you going “Wait, what were we talking about?” every two minutes

“I think that the sky is…” “Is what?” “What?”

Cuddles

Adam’s fuckboy persona drops when he’s high and he’s actually very affectionate

Falling asleep high was never better than it was when you were wrapped up in his wings

He’s always gone in the morning, and never acknowledges the previous night

[baz-is-tired]

Finally gonna share a headcanon of mine- I’ve had it for a while and didn’t think anyone agreed until I saw a post about it-

TIM DRAKE SMOKES WEED ( the legal kind)

That mf will hit the fattest blinker in front of Batman and not BLINK.

He gets home and lights one up I’m being so fr-

idc what anyone else says-

I mean he would definitely grow his own, as someone with horrible paranoia he would be to scared to buy anything on the market especially in Gotham- he does buy his cart from the local smoke shop tho- (he likes fruity pebbles)

It also helps him sleep, especially when he fucks up his sleep schedule- it’s why he passes out at random ass times. (Besides the not sleeping for a while then crashing every other hour for a nap)

“Wouldn’t that hurt his lungs..he’s a hero” Gotham’s already fucking polluted his lungs are already compromised- (that and literally all the toxins from the joker, scarecrow, and ivy)

He’s just gonna do it in style, and also like feel nice.

ALSO IT MAKWS HIM EAT OK

[lt-taylor7]

i have a headcanon about Javi Rivera

He knows NOTHING about the actual car aspect of the storm par truck. (The Lion) if anything goes wrong with the actual tech part? Nah he’s fine he has no problem. But god forbid it goes unbalanced, or the oil change light comes on? He’s got no idea what to do.

(not proofread, bad grammar, GN reader, just a blurb that got too long)

that’s where you come in, a small local shop owner, one of the only in Oklahoma with a four post hoist. He had no idea what that means but he knows you specializes in heavy weight vehicles, and at a good price for its quality. So here he was, pulling the rig into the front of your shop, rushing in with a hand through his hair.

“can I help you?” You ask with a small laugh at his frantic state, washing some oil off your hands with an already dirty rag. He looks up at you, unsure as to what to say frantically searching for his words. “My truck- it’s custom- the tires.” You put a hand up and cut him off, “Javi Rivera, The big ram right?” You ask, remembering the booked consultation. He let out a relieved sigh, “yeah.” He said, his shoulders visibly dropping. A nervous hand through his hair again, “it needs an oil change and I was thinking of putting it on all season tires but I wasn’t sure if it would fit the truck well, or if I can even change them without rotations-“ he rambled, this time you let him go until he let out a large sigh and looked at you, “sorry it’s just, I’m not good with the actual truck aspect of the rig.” You smiled, “people come in here alot worse then you don’t worry. So your trucks just on summer tires? Oil change is no problem but those might cost you a pretty penny depending what your looking for.” You explained, picking up a sales book from behind your counter, flipping through until you found tires in stock, finding a few larger tires.

it took a while but the rig was finally up on the hoist, you could see Javi looking through the reception window into the shop as you walked past, you opened it, “wanna come in? I can tell the rig means a lot. She’s in safe hands.” You say, holding the door for him as he nervously steps in, unsure of where to sit or stare. You worked quickly as you mounted the tires into new rims, before tossing each tire into the balancer, he watched your work in awe. “How did you do that so quickly?” He asked as you lifted a tire under each arm. “Been doin’ it since high school, pretty much muscle memory.” You say with a shrug as you drop the tires under the truck, bringing the other two over.

There wasn’t any talking as you quickly pulled off the old tires, quickly labeling them with chalk, before lifting the new ones on. Waiting to torque them until it was on the ground. “That’s all it takes to change a tire?” Javi asks as you walk over to a large cabinet, searching for the oil you needed. “Yeah, then I torque them once it’s on the ground.” You said as you got under the truck again, sliding a catch pan under the rig, Pulling off the cap, letting it drain.

��-

it wasn’t long before the rig was back on the ground, You torqued the tires before jumping into the drivers seat, just barely turning the key. “What are you doing?” Javi asked as he came over to the side of the door. “Gotta run through the safety checklist after every oil change, just to make sure everything is in working order.” You explained as you looked at the reflection to make sure all the back lights were working as well, and the wipers. You checked off everything before signing off and putting on a new oil change sticker. “So your gonna need some blinker fluid but other then that she’s good to go.” You said as you pulled the keys from the ignition. “Blinker fluid?” He asked, “I’ve never had to replace that, Is there any kind?” His response made you laugh, “Javi, Blinker fluid doesn’t exist.” You said still laughing as a hand laid on his shoulder, Shooting warmth through his bloodstream. “Oh- yeah yeah right I knew that.” He said nervously.

(I miss my mechanic job so much)

[undeadcannibal]

(Don’t know if this is considered sfw or not so slight warning?)

141 + Rudy with a gn!reader who’s an excessively heavy smoker. Constantly has some sort of cigarette or vape in their hand cause they go through really bad withdrawal - like shaking, headaches, cold sweats, insomnia that type of thing.

Summary: How Task Force 141 and Rudy would help a Reader who smokes heavily and sometimes deals with heavy withdrawal symptoms.

Genre: Headcanons, request(s) Characters featured: Soap, Gaz, Ghost, Price, and Rudy

Warnings: Mention(s) of smoking and withdrawal symptoms!

A/N:  Hopefully you enjoy this, Anon! Apologies if this one’s rough, I’m posting it while I’m fresh out of work because I’m exhausted. OTL ( Gif credit: xxx )

Rudy―

My personal headcanon is Rudy wouldn't mind one bit being with someone who is a heavy smoker. I like to think he knows plenty of family members and friends who are heavy smokers as well, so he's well adjusted to second hand smoke, the smell, and pretty much anything else most would complain about.

Personally can't stand the smell of menthol and clove cigarettes though.

While he isn't a smoker himself, he finds himself keeping a pack of whatever you'd prefer to smoke just in case you forget or run out of your own.

He'll never admit it aloud, but he enjoys watching you smoke. Something about the sight of you exhaling big clouds of smoke allures him like nothing else.

Even if he doesn't smoke, he likes to join you whenever you go out to. He simply enjoys your presence.

Also will gladly help you through withdrawal if you begin to suffer from any symptoms since he realizes quitting isn't so easy.

Soap―

My personal headcanon is he's not huge on cigarettes or cigars, but will sneak a few hits of a vape, whoops.

Hates the taste of regular tobacco based flavors, strongly prefers the fruit-based or sweet-based types since they're the most pleasant for him. And probably the easiest for him to hit.

Personally believe that this man cannot hit blinkers, his hits are small and precise because he absolutely hates taking in too much and hacking up a lung as a result of coughing. Go easy on the guy, alright?

Is the type to hate the scent smoking leaves on clothes so probably won't tag along on a smoke break with you.

Although, I also like to picture him as a fresh newbie who gets invited along for a smoke and doesn't say no, even though he doesn't care for smoking. So, he ends up going along with it, smoking a cigarette with the others. Internally wants to toss it onto the floor and snub it out with his boot but decides to power through so he's not mocked for it.

Even if he doesn't smoke, if you've a decent vape he thinks he might enjoy, will ask for a hit or two.

Also will try and help as best he could if you end up dealing with terrible withdrawal symptoms. Tries anything and everything to help you out.

Gaz―

Isn't a smoker himself but is used to it from being around Price often, so when you're constantly toking on something you've in your hands, it doesn't bother him in the slightest.

Whatever it is you prefer, it doesn't bother him. If anything, he probably considers it less harsher than some of the cigars Price has smoked around him before.

Won't ask for hits of whatever you have but will tag along with you on a smoke break. Enjoys the company and likes the downtime to catch up or joke around together.

Eventually knows what you prefer and often keeps it on hand whenever he's around you just in case you ever need it.

Doesn't really know how to help with withdrawal symptoms, but he ends up researching plenty of things that may help you. Likes to discuss what you think might be the best method before forcing anything onto you.

If you end up having to deal with the symptoms, he's right there by your side, doing his best to comfort and help you in any way that he can.

Price―

He's right there with you. Personally, he struggles with quitting because dealing with withdrawal in the worst of places has made him secretly hate dealing with it. Often keeping both his and your favorites on hand at all times.

Will also happily tag along with you for smoke breaks.

He probably won't ask to take a drag of whatever you like but will happily allow you to take a drag of his cigar, if you'd like. Don't even get me started on his secret fascination of watching you smoke.

He knows he shouldn't be such a pervert about it, but he can't help but want to grab you by your jaw and shotgun smoke into your mouth with his own every time he sees you smoke. Hell, it's even gotten to the point he thinks about it more often than not whenever he's smoking alone too.

If you ever have to deal with the symptoms of withdrawal for whatever reason, he'll also do his best to help you through it however you see fit. Although, if you can't smoke for medical reasons - or you're trying to quit - he'll remain firm and refuse to give in and allow you to smoke for your own good.

Oh, and if you vape, I'm so sorry honey, he'll give you grief over it. Is one of those that sees vapes as some sort of ridiculous device.

Ghost―

IMO, he doesn't consider himself a heavy smoker, but does keep a pack on hand for you and him to share. Sometimes when the stress gets to be too much for him, he finds himself lighting up.

Even if he doesn't want to smoke, he'll happily keep you company during one of your smoke breaks.

However, much like Price, if you ever need to stop for medical or personal reasons, he's one of the best to keep you from breaking down. Will absolutely find any hidden stashes and get rid of them when you least expect it.

Often finds he enjoys the scent of your personal favorite brand, and over time, comes to associate it with solely you.

Does his best to help you deal with any withdrawal symptoms since he understands how they can be hard to deal with. He's seen Price struggle before and has some experience with helping him. He'll try and give some small tips here and there that may help you.

Also like Price, loves to give you shit for vaping, if that ends up being your preference. While he doesn't care all that much, he'll roll his eyes if you've a ridiculous flavor or type.

[raspberry-parfait]

Jimmy's truck headcanons

Jimmy would drive the most clapped out old ass truck you've ever seen

It's at least 30 years old, rusted to shit

Something american. Probably a ford or a chevy (the one in the pic is a gmc)

Transmission is fucked, breaks are fucked, exhaust is fucked, engine is fucked

He fixes everything himself because why would he go to a mechanic when he can fix it just fine? (He can't afford one)

Inside smells like cigarettes

Paid no more than $2000 for it from some friend of a friend

At least 200k miles at time of purchase

Exhaust fucking reeks. Loud as shit.

Seats are peeling and the cushion is showing.

Has had a family of mice in it every winter. They pay rent

Crank windows (obviously)

Some trashy decal the last guy had put on that he didn't feel like removing. Think sexy woman silhouette or "does not play well with others"

Death wobble at 70 mph

"Don't worry about that noise"

Refuses to buy a new truck until this one is dead dead.

The whole time you ride in it you're afraid you're going to die

He never goes below 10mph over the speed limit

Tailgates like a motherfucker

No blinker. Ever.

Rust flakes off any time he gets under it.

The theseus ship of cars because he fixes or replaces something basically every weekend

Held together by bondo, zipties, and a dream (nightmare)

Curly has offered to give him some money so he can buy something safer, but he refuses out of pride and stubbornness.

Takes it to a guy he knows to inspect it because it would never pass in a legit inspection station

The autozone guy knows him by name

God help anyone around if you witness him strip a screw

"Yeah... but she's reliable." WHEN?

Currently driving on a suspended license (curly bailed him out)

Mastered driving drunk (except those times ^)

Vicious love/hate relationship. He'll be yelling at it when he's under it getting rust flakes in his eye but treats it like it's his baby right after he fixes something

[sun-stricken]

TEAM NATSU HEADCANONS !!

Wendy has a little obsession with zipping and unzipping things, she will do it over and over to her hearts content

Grays internal temperature is actually higher than an average persons bc it has to combat his magic making his skin so cold

In a modern au, Lucy would ride a motor bike, i will not explain

Erza has a violent case of black thumb

She makes up for it by knowing how to make flower crowns

they’re the prettiest you’ll ever see

You know that joke where ppl say “the kidnapper would give you back bc you annoyed them”? yeah, That happened to Natsu

Grays favorite colors are red and purple

hes also had multiple ‘fuck it ill become a stripper’ moments

Wendy is a slow blinker. like a cat. she’ll look at you all wide eyes then do a little slow blink and turn away

Lucy is a worse cook than Natsu

it was so humbling

also, Natsu has collection of rocks

one fell at some point and he found out it was a geode

he has so many geodes you would think he gets them on purpose

They started a guild wide brawl over pancakes vs waffles

Erza has the biggest guilt complex when it comes to her bakery

They find it funny to play on it

“Wow Erza, i cant believe you. how could you cheat on your bakery?”

“scandalous…”

“you two timed bakeries?? Erza you should be ashamed.”

Wendy gets bad stomach aches so she carries around a bottle with a cocktail of different tylenols in it

shes also really good at rock, paper, scissors

dont know how bc its mostly a game of chance but she always wins

Gray is the giddiest drunk

he gets so touchy and affectionate and giggly

the people love it

[iluvchick3nz]

if you’re taking longer requests based on your headcanons… i lovedddd your road trip ones and would love to read something based around those!!! hope you’re having a nice day <3

Those headcanons are SO FUN to do! There are always about a million things swirling around in my brain, so it's nice to be able to just get some of the ideas out and untrap them from the confines of my conscience.

So have some CHAOTIC Cubs on some road trips over the years (my goodness, nothing is straightforward with them). Lots of laughs, lots of snacks, lots of being confused by Google Maps!

Character credits to @lumosinlove !! <3

“Wait, wait, Lo, don’t eat them all, I want some.”

“Non, you don’t even like them! They’re too sweet!”

“Uh, I bought you those white chocolate pretzels, you gotta pay tax.”

“Ouais, but you have your Chex Mix.”

“But I want your snacks.”

“Quoi? Why?”

“Because they’re more interesting if they’re not mine!”

“Ouais, then I get to play my music.”

“No, Lo, come on!”

Leo blinked his eyes open at Finn’s groan and the sound of one of Logan’s French rap songs starting up. The sun was shining right on his face through the window, and his legs were cramped from lying down in the backseat. He yawned and made a grunting sound.

“Lo, Lo, turn it down a bit,” Finn hushed. “Peanut’s sleeping.”

Leo sat up. “Not anymore.”

Logan turned around in his seat and reached for Leo’s hand. “Désolé, mon amour,” he said softly, kissing his way up Leo’s hand to his forearm. “I’m sorry.”

Leo shook his head, pulling his hand away to run it through Logan’s hair. “It’s okay. I didn’t wake up to the music, actually, it was your bickering.”

“Ah,” Finn said, smiling at him with flushed cheeks in the rearview mirror. “Then I’m sorry, too.”

“It’s okay. You wanna change out soon? My legs are getting cramped.”

Finn nodded. “Yeah, I think there’s a rest stop when we exit onto the next interstate. Lo, what’s next on the directions?”

Logan turned around, taking Leo’s hand with him to play with his fingers, and looked at his phone. His smile dropped. “Merde.”

Finn looked at him. “What?”

“We missed the exit.”

“What?”

“We missed it, while we were arguing, two miles back.”

“Well, can we take the next one?”

“Ouais, I think we can turn around at the next one and get back on the highway.”

“Tremblay, I swear to God, you’re lucky your hot, because otherwise-”

“Okay,” Leo laughed. “Enough with the threats against the love of our lives, please.” He leaned forward and kissed Logan’s blushing cheek. “How about I take over the directions, honey. You just sit and enjoy your snacks.”

Logan’s smile was satisfied as he handed Leo his phone. “D’accord.”

Finn rolled his eyes hard but he was smiling. “Look at you getting exactly what you want, Trelembalaylay, without lifting a finger.”

“Non, don’t worry, I’ll drive after Leo. I promise, rouge. So you can nap.”

Finn’s playful smile gentled. “Can’t argue with that.”

“Next exit, honey,” Leo said, fiddling with Logan’s fingers. “Put your blinker on.”

“Oh, hey, you think we can stop and get more snacks?”

“Fish.”

***

“Finn, what’s my next move?”

Finn looked down at his phone, squinting over his glasses. “You’re going to take the slip road onto 495.”

“How many miles?”

“Two, babe, you’re good.”

“No, I’m gonna get in the right lane now, this Massachusetts traffic is crazy.” Leo sat up straighter, eyes on his right side mirror, as he flicked his blinker on and changed lanes. He flashed his eyes in his rearview mirror. “Jeez, they ride your ass here, don’t they?”

“Not as fun as me riding your-”

“Merde, rouge.” Logan laughed at Finn’s smug smile and Leo’s blush. “Soleil, do you want a snack?”

“After I get on 495, sweetheart, then I’ll take some trail mix.” He rested his hand on Finn’s leg, who immediately took to playing with his fingers. “It’s soon, right? I saw the sign.”

Finn hummed. “Yup, just right-” He stopped, a notification flashing on Leo’s screen. “It’s your mom, she asked where-”

“Finn.”

“Sorry, sorry, sorry.” Finn brought Leo’s hand to his mouth and kissed his palm. “Sorry, I’ll be a copilot again.”

“Finn,” Leo said more urgently. “Which slip road is it? There are, like, three.”

“Uh, uh, okay, okay, um… the left one?”

“Is that a question?”

“No?”

“Finn!”

“The left one! I’m sure, I’m so sure, sunshine.”

Leo took the slip road and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the sign for 495. “Phew. Okay, I think we are on here for a little while.”

Finn let out a breath and sank back in his seat, drumming his fingers on Leo’s forearm. “I hate being copilot, it’s so stressful.”

Leo smiled at him for a moment. “You’re fine, honey.” He winced as another song from Hairspray came on. “Your music is a bit eclectic at times, but you’re doing okay.”

“Hey, at least it’s not French rap that I can’t sing along to.”

Leo saw Logan lean forward in his rearview mirror and flick Finn’s ear. “Va te faire.”

“Stop flicking me, sexy.”

Logan just let out a huff and tapped Leo’s forearm. “Snack, soleil?”

Leo nodded and held his hand back. “Trail mix me, baby.”

***

Logan loved being in the car with Leo at night. They were both quiet, save for the soft playlist that Leo had requested and the occasional whisper to one another, careful not to wake Finn snoring quietly in the back seat. Leo was slouched down a bit, left arm resting on his driver’s side door, right hand warm on Logan’s thigh. He rubbed his thumb back and forth every now and then, touching just to touch. Logan wished there was a safe way for him to be tucked into Leo’s side or asleep on his chest while they drove.

Leo’s eyes, almost silver in the highway lights, flashed to his own briefly. He broke out into a small smile. “Ça va, mon coeur?”

Logan nodded. Leo knew he liked speaking French this late at night. “Ouais. You’re just very pretty.”

Leo’s smile widened just the slightest bit. “Merci. You, too. How long until the exit?”

Logan looked down at his phone. “Sixty miles.”

“Oh, we’ve got a long way to go.” 

Logan reached up and touched the slightly puffy skin under Leo’s right eye. He then tangled his fingers in Leo’s hair. “Do you want me to drive, mon amour?”

Leo shook his head. “No, thanks, sweetheart. I won’t be able to rest anyways.” He jerked his chin up at the rearview mirror with a soft look. “Plus, we don’t want to stop and wake him up.”

Logan turned around. Finn was on his side in the back seat, Leo’s designated travel blanket covering his body. He used a spare sweatshirt to fold up and make a pillow. His mouth was open slightly as he snored. Logan brushed a hand over his thigh before turning back to the front. “Non, we couldn’t have that.”

Leo hummed, reaching up to brush a hand over Logan’s jaw, then settled it on his thigh again. “He sleeps so well in the car, I’ll never understand. Doesn’t wake up for anything.”

“Ouais,” Logan laughed, softly. “It’s his super power.”

Leo laughed out an amused breath, too, then brought Logan’s hand to his mouth and kissed his engagement ring. “I’m excited to see your family. It’s been a while since we’ve been up.” He snorted quietly. “I do feel bad making your parents let us in at three in the morning, though.”

Logan shook his head. “Non, it’s okay. It makes more sense to just drive up in one trip and not over two days, especially because all three of us can drive.” He nudged Leo’s shoulder with his nose. “My sisters are excited to see you.”

Leo’s smile was bashful. “They’re sweet. I miss them.”

“Me, too.” Logan leaned his head briefly against Leo’s shoulder, then shifted to rest against his own seat back once more with a heavy sigh.

“Quoi?” Leo asked. “What’s wrong?”

“I wish we could snuggle while you drive.” 

Leo bit his lip around a laugh. “Look at you, you go a few hours without physical contact and you don’t know what to do with yourself.” At Logan’s scowl, Leo cupped the side of his head with his palm and pulled him gently over to kiss his forehead, eyes still on the road. “Just a couple more hours, sweetheart, and then we can snuggle. You can be in the middle.”

“I’m almost always in the middle.”

“You kind of forced yourself in there and never left, Lo. Are you saying to don’t want to be, because I will-”

“Non, non, I want to be in the middle.” Logan looked out at Leo out of the corner of his eyes. “Unless- do you want to be in the middle? It helps you sleep better, sometimes.”

Leo smiled, but shook his head. “No, sweetheart. You be in the middle.”

“Ouais, but if you can’t sleep-”

“You’ll know immediately, and you’ll wake up, and roll over me so I can be in the middle, and then you’ll rub my back and I’ll fall right back asleep. And Finn won’t even stir.”

Logan grinned, relaxing against his headrest. He knew Leo having insomnia wasn’t ideal, but he’d grown to love the hours of the night they spent together so much over the years. He leaned over and kissed Leo’s cheek this time. “Je t’aime.”

Leo’s curls looked golden in the streetlights. “Je t’aime.”

***

“Okay, you’re going to stay in the right two lanes, which will keep you on route 20, which you’ll stay on until exit 149, which you’ll use to take route 59. Then we’re on that for a little while before you get to route 10.”

Finn smiled and patted Leo’s thigh. “Thanks, baby, I’ll never remember that all.”

Leo rolled his eyes playfully. “It’s just good to be prepared.” He reached into the bag in his lap for some more trail mix.

“Oo, what you got there, babe?”

Leo reached below his seat and pulled out another, smaller plastic bag, placing it on the console in between them. “Already made some for you, honey, but with the pretzel M&Ms.” He took out another one and reached behind him. “And for you, Lo, with the caramel ones.”

“Mm,” Logan hummed around a Swedish fish. “Merci.”

Leo turned fully around to take him in and laughed. “Sweetheart, easy on the sugar, your cheeks are flushed.”

Logan pointedly popped another candy in his mouth. “I am a professional athlete, I can eat whatever I want.”

Finn snorted. “I don’t think that’s how that works.”

“It is when you burn four thousand calories every day. My muscles are built by candy.”

Leo just smiled and pulled out his container with carrot sticks.

“Oo, Le, what are-” Finn was interrupted by his own, smaller container being placed alongside his bag of trail mix and his pretzels. “Shit, thanks, babe. We got our own sexy sunshine snack service.”

“I just know that whatever I have, you’re going to want, too, so I just make extra.”

Finn stuck his tongue out. “What’s yours is mine, you know this.”

“Ah, yes, the wedding vows I took are now coming to bite me in the ass.”

“I don’t know about the vows, sunshine, but I’ll bite you.” He flashed his eyes to the rearview mirror. “So will Lo.”

“Ouais, I will.” Logan’s eyes were playful when Leo looked back at him. “Anytime, mon mari.”

“You’re both ridiculous sometimes.”

Finn popped an entire carrot stick into his mouth then patted Leo’s thigh. “You married us, lovernut.”

Leo sank back into his seat, face warm. “I did, didn’t I? What was I thinking?”

“Non, non, you can’t take it back now, you’re not allowed.” Logan’s pout was on full display as he chewed around a mouthful of trail mix.

Leo snorted. “You look like a chipmunk.”

“Soleil.”

Leo reached back for his hand and kissed it. “I won’t take it back, cross my heart.” He looked down at his phone. “Okay, exit 149 should be coming up, which will take us to 59, and after that-”

“After that we stay on for a little while before we get to route 10 , and then we’re in good ol’ New Awleens.”

“I do not sound like that,” Leo pointed out before breaking into a smile. “And you did remember.”

Finn shrugged. “Well, when a hot blond bombshell tells you stuff, you remember it so you can have future conversation topics. For flirting purposes.”

“Google Maps directions, how sexy.”

“I thought so, too.” Finn drummed on the steering wheel before taking the exit and merging onto the next interstate. “Good back there, Lo?”

“Ouais.” At Logan’s odd voice, Leo turned around to find him slouched against the seat, legs spread wide and absentmindedly chewing on trail mix. “I have a stomach ache.”

Leo patted his knee. “That’s because you eat too fast. Take a break and drink some water, honey.”

“Non, candy is too good.”

“Sweetheart-”

“I will choose to suffer.” A content sigh. “Caramel M&Ms are delicious.”

Leo and Finn caught just each other’s eye with exasperated smiles before they turned back towards the road.

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headcanon . Faramir was born with the gift of second sight. It is not a thing he speaks of readily, for it sets him apart, and he has spent much of his life learning to master it. His dreams are often prophetic, bearing strange truths in veiled forms – a white tree shedding petals of ash, a shadow upon the sea, a king riding out beneath a banner long forgotten. Yet it is not only in dreams that the gift takes hold. Waking, too, he sees things others do not. Brief flickers at the edge of vision, echoes of voices long passed, or not yet born. His world is peopled with ghosts of past and future, and he walks among them in quiet wonder.

He is deeply empathetic, attuned not merely to the words of others but to the undercurrent of feeling behind them. Joy, fear, grief, guilt – these he absorbs like water into cloth. More than empathy, though, Faramir is graced with flashes of uncanny knowing. Often, he simply knows the hearts and intentions of those around him.

Proximity and touch deepens the tether. A hand upon a shoulder, the brushing of fingers, such small gestures may open the floodgates. He has known the scent of a lost mother’s perfume, the heat of battle beneath another man’s helm, the tremor of first love. Sometimes it is no more than a flicker – a colour, a sound, a sensation foreign to his own memory. Other times, it is as if he slips into the skin of another and lives a heartbeat of their life.

He is no thief of thoughts, however. As a boy, he was taught restraint – or taught himself, for no tutor could guide him in such things. Now grown, he can don a kind of inner blindfold, consciously blinkering himself from the rush of the world’s emotion and memory. Even so, feelings and fragments slip through the cracks.

The toll is not light. Faramir is known to sleepwalk, his feet leading him to places half-remembered or yet to be. He wakes with aching limbs, soil on his hands, and the ghost of someone else’s sorrow in his chest. Headaches plague him – sharpening behind the eyes that see too much – and at times his nose bleeds with no wound to speak of.

He bears it all with characteristic grace. It is not in him to seek power through his gift. Instead, he uses it to lead with mercy, to judge with clarity, to love without reservation. His second sight is not a thing of spectacle, but of stillness. A deeper seeing, a listening of the soul.

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agere sero hanta headcanons !!

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🍁 - sero is a caregiver! he is very much in line with the cool cousin or young uncle type of vibe, rather than anything particularly parental or specifically responsible. kiddos under his watch are cared for, but he also thinks that taping them up and letting them swing from a building is a reasonable activity for all ages. he doesn’t really plan things out ahead of time, which leads to lots of impromptu grocery trips because he never stocks up prior to being put on babysitting duty, but he somehow makes even the most mundane errands feel fun. he’s super engaging and, after growing up with a gaggle of younger siblings and cousins, he’s really good at the overly expressive way you’re supposed to respond to littler kids.

🍁 - he and bakugou tend to be the designated drivers of their friendgroup, but sero drives an extremely beat up piece of junk that probably isn’t all that legal or safe. it’s entirely held together by his own tape and he insists that he knows what he’s doing because he has a vague interest in cars (really, he just likes formula one and has some really basic understandings of how cars work from watching YouTube videos trying to repair his own). despite all this, he’s a very careful driver (only when there’s a baby with him) and he has an ongoing deal with any regressor that if they catch him doing anything unsafe in the car, like not having his seatbelt or using his blinker, then they have to tell him and he’ll give them like five hundred yen— which isn’t a lot but it’s the best reward ever when you’re like four years old and have no concept of money.

🍁 - love love love hispanic sero hcs!! he’s not entirely fluent in spanish because he grew up mostly speaking japanese in japan but he knows enough from his family— particularly in the form of songs. he’s not really a singer, but he isn’t bad either and littles really love hearing him sing the spanish songs he grew up with or hearing them on the radio in his car. when my nephew was a baby, he really loved listening to despacito on repeat because that’s what his mother would listen to while pregnant and I love the idea of something similar happening with sero but it’s just regressors recognizing his music from when they were big and associating it with him (and with the love and safety he comes with) so they happily wiggle and hum along to it.

🍁 - it takes him a little while to get used to the idea of age regression. he’d never heard of it before his regressor friends told him about it and he found it really odd. he can be a bit blunt at times so a lot of his questions seemed a bit uncouth, but he really wasn’t trying to be rude. it wasn’t until he sat down with a friend (probably kirishima), who asked why he seemed so put off by it, that his discomfort seemed to simmer out. he basically started to ramble about why he thought it was weird before his brain caught up with him, causing him to pause for a moment, and then said, “wait a minute— why do I care so much?”. he basically realized that his views on pretty much everything is that he just doesn’t really care what everyone else is doing as long as no one is getting hurt and that shouldn’t change in this situation just because it’s something new that he’d never heard of before. and that, kids, is the secret to life— and the secret to how we got uncle/cousin coded sero. he, of course, apologized to his little friends and has more than made up for any hurt feelings!

🍁 - sero has quite an eye for interior decorating; it’s a real talent he has that no one understands because he’s artistically pretty rubbish at just about everything. he always says it’s because his mother would leave her furniture magazines around for him to read as a child and it just rewired his brain for this one specific thing. he finds it quite fun and one of his favorite things to do is figure out how to incorporate the baby drawings, coloring book sheets, and random arts and crafts given to him by his friends. he’s constantly wearing bracelets made for him or putting little crafts on his shelves. he likes to frame any pictures and hang them up on the wall or fridge where he has space, or sometimes he’ll experiment with collages and overlapping things on one big art piece. he’s constantly changing the style of his space— between entering the dorms to moving up to class 2-A, he changed the theme and decor of his dorm over a dozen times and it really felt like it was different every time someone came in. no matter what, though, he very purposefully includes an area where all his caregiving gear is and he highlights it rather proudly. it’s never an issue because everyone knows he comes from a big family so those that aren’t included in the regression circles never think to question it.

🍁 - autumn is his favorite time of year because it’s beautiful, it’s cooler during sunny days, and it’s the stretch of his favorite set of days— halloween and día de muertos. for halloween, he really enjoys the silliness of it and makes a point of tracking down at least one regressor that will let him tape them up so their costume can be a really poorly executed mummy. he loves scaring the little ones— even if it ends in tears that he has to cuddle away— and he’s always put in charge of trick or treat duty, which he takes very seriously and makes sure everyone gets more than enough sweets to last them until next halloween. día de muertos is a bit more personal to him and easily his favorite holiday. he loves spending time with family, either ones by blood or ones by bond, and it means a lot to him to share this part of his life with his friends. his family is very accepting of his friends and welcome them with open arms, and it hardly matters if anyone ends up regressed because there’s so much happening and so many things to do that it keeps everyone occupied. sero enjoys cooking quite a bit so he teaches a lot of the younger kids how to make more simple things (like pan de muerto or candied sweet potatoes) and he likes showing his regressed friends all the nice things you can add to an ofrenda and all the ways you can celebrate people’s lives. he just really loves his family 🥺🫶

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JAYJAY I HAVE THIS CUTE IDEA THAT YOU MIGHT LIKE

OKAY OKAY….imagine going on a road trip with enha! I THINK IT WOULD BE SO CUTE ESPECIALLY WITH JAKE AND NIKI AAAAHAHEHHDJDDJJ HEHEHEHHEEHHHEHEHEH👹👹👹

Enhypen Headcanons- Road-trip!

HELLLO MY DEAR IT HAS BEEN A CRAZY COUPLE OF DAYS BUT I AM ON IN RN!!!! IM GONNA DO THESE AS LIKE HEADCANONS <3 edit- IM SO sorry this took awhile. i had a ton of birthday stuff and then my friends stayed like the entire weekend. I LITERALLY FINISHED THIS WHILE THEYRE SLEEPING EVEN THO WE HAVE CHURCH TOMORROW ITS LIKE 2:30 AM!

MASTERLIST

JUNGWON- Jay def put him in charge of music mainly because Riki kept playing something INSANE LIKE ASMR ON THE AUX. Jungwon probably plays really nice classical music that makes everyone fall asleep but then will randomly play screamo too so he scares everyone. He lets everyone choose a song though! DEF ASKS TO GO PEE EVERY 20 MILES HE SITS RIGHT BEHIND JAY! His song choice is No More Dream by bts

HEESEUNG- I think be brings up like "lets play ispy!!!" then looked at like Jay like "i spy a grumpy pants!" Just to mess with him while he's driving. Other than that he is the snack keeper. He is in the passengers seat and the snacks are by his feet so no one hogs snacks. One time though Heeseung wanted to mess with Jake by playing tug of war with the bag of chips and you can imagine how that ended. Heeseung's song choice is You got a friend in me by Randy Newman

JAY- HE IS DRIVING. He gives driving vibes yaknow?? He is def a safe driver too, like he isn't driving like a maniac. He always has his blinker on too early and he is driving the speed limit. Can you imagine Jay backing up the car.... ANYWAYS- He has def turned the music off to focus when the car gets tense too Jay's song choice is Mr. Brightside by the Killers or he will just turn on like the oldies radio.

JAKE- He is somewhere in the middle of the van, I also think he gets carsick so bad. Whenever Riki wants him to look at something on his phone if its longer than a quick glance Jake NEEDS to look out the window, otherwise those chips he ate off the floor bc of Heeseung are coming up to land on the floor again. Other than that he loves to sing a long to songs <3 He would probably play the anything off the Guardians of the Galaxy soundtrack!

SUNGHOON- HE HAS THE COOLER W THE DRINKS ALL THE WAY IN THE BACK! They have tea, soda, water, everything. He wanted the seat all the way in the back for this reason. And because Sunoo is just on his phone the entire time. Sunghoon has def accidentally smacked Jake in the head with those sodas that are encased in glass. BY ACCIDENT. He also eats the ice from the cooler.... Sunghoon would play like old songs from I-Land and then be like "remember when so and so did this??" Just to add drama in the car.

SUNOO- On his phone the entire time!!! Next to Sunghoon in the back. He has his headphones in and he is playing a game. Sunoo is very quiet and just does his own thing! Only looks up when he gets a tincy motion sick or when he sleeps <3 He brought his own snacks. SUNOO DOESNT TRUST ANYONE NOT TO EAT THE FOOD W HIS NAME ON IT. "Riki just pick my song for me I am not listening."

NI-KI- "Dude if you throw up, puke on Jungwon..." VOMIT INSTIGATOR He also ended up right in the middle of the car which is really dumb because of how tall he is. mf is literally blocking the rear-view mirror. Riki also purposely will take longer to use the bathroom because before he left he sprayed a TON of axe in the car just to mess w people more. He likes when the windows are rolled down so it works out for him. He probably plays the MOST insane shit ever, like cbat or like REALLY old meme songs JUST to get on everyones nerves. LIKE THE RAINING TACOS SONG "Um I get two songs... Sunoo gave me his choice <3" THIS WHOLE CAR IS JUST A MESS!

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Dating Dean Winchestrer headcanons!

Just some of my cute little headcanons

• Will for sure tease you about silly things that are cute, like if he's taller then you or has bigger hands then you, etc. But he's actually really sensitive to things that actually bother you and doesn't make jokes about them

• Movie night dates are his favorite, even more then food dates

• The best person to play those pranks on that are like "The mechanic charged me $500 for an oil change" Or like " They charged me $300 to replace my blinker fluid" Because his reaction is priceless

Probably something like this, lol

• No matter ur gender you are 100% his passenger princess, and he does let you pick the music

• On that note, I imagine that you'd probably catch him humming along to/lip syncing to songs that he says he hates, like something by Fleetwood Mac or Taylor Swift or something, but he will deny deny deny that it ever happened, lmao

• Also along with the passenger Princess thing, he would totally be the kind to put his hand on ur thigh while driving or hold ur hand while driving, and if you like moved his hand away he would look at you offended and put it back

Like that, lmao

Anyways, these are just a few of the cute little ones I have floating around in my head <3