#extended headcannons

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Harry Potter ⚯͛

My Hero Academia

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

Twilight

The Big Bang Theory

The Addams Family (Awaiting)

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IV x GN reader

Having a secret little relationship with IV while he’s on tour.

Under the cut <3

You work for the band, of course. Which means you’re on tour when they’re on tour. Which means living in close quarters with a bunch of coworkers and eyes are everywhere. It’s fun at first, being able to watch him do what he does and do your job at the same time. Little knowing glances from across the room during sound checks. In between songs when he steps backstage to swap guitars on show nights, you’re always there to give him a little smile, his eyes crinkle up from behind his mask in return before he ducks back out on to the stage and you have to turn away before you give your secret up. He makes points of passing by you on purpose. Letting his hand gently move you out of his way before continuing on, or “accidentally” bumping into you as he walks past. His hands are on you and he’s pretending to check you over and make sure he didn’t hurt you. It’s all a show. You pride him on his acting skills when it comes to this. Anything to get his paws on you without it seeming weird, you look at him with an amused smile but play along anyway.

“I think that’s gonna leave a bruise iv…”

“Oh no… I’m so sorry love l didn’t mean it I really should be more careful…”

Meanwhile he’s rubbing the non existent bruise better to help quell the non existent pain.

But the fun only lasts about a week. You can’t cuddle up of a night. You can’t kiss him good morning. You can’t go out on dates. No hand holding. No snuggling. No quick little kisses between songs. No saying I love you. And you both have to sleep alone.

It sucks. You look at each other from across whatever space you’re in absolutely miserable because you miss each other. You’re so close yet so far. Which is when the sneaking around starts, because this is harder than you both thought it was going to be.

Every new city deserves some sight seeing right? IV tells the band and crew to enjoy their day! Because he’s staying in today. His bus is empty, for about 3 minutes. Because the moment they leave, he’s pulling you inside and throwing you into his bunk. He needs you in there. He needs your smell on his pillows and his blankets. He needs you as close as possible cuddled up into him. You soak each other up for as long as safely possible before heading back out into the open space of the bus. If anyone comes back they’ll just find two friends watching a movie and enjoying the quiet. Nothing questionable about it.

This sneaking around extends to show nights. IV risks it all during these nights, he waits until the band all head out of their greenroom. All masked up and ready to go, he makes up some piss poor excuse about needing the bathroom before they go on and tells them he’ll meet them up there. You’ve got about 2 and a half minutes to get in, lock the door, kiss him stupid, fix his mask and clothes back up then send him out with a smack to his ass and puffy lips. It’s not enough but it’ll have to do. Lucky bastard has a mask to cover the evidence… you’ve gotta lay low for a little bit before you can show your face again.

There are times when you don’t get time together for days and days, and it really shows through IVs attitude. He turns sour. He’s short with the band, he doesn’t care to clean his shit up on the bus and he’s vastly different on stage. He tries to keep it off stage, he really does. It’s not fair to the fans or the band. But when all he can do is look at the one he loves, no touching or being able to openly love you… it really affects him. The band and crew chalk it up to him just being a little suffocated after being on a bus and sharing his space with so many other people for so long. They can’t blame him. He asks to take a little break for the day and head out somewhere on his own, just a little breather is all… he’ll feel better after.

He comes back a changed man. His eyes are a little brighter and there’s that lovely smile on his lips again. You’d barely be able to tell he was ready to tear everyone’s heads off a few hours ago. Turns out some space did him really well.

What you failed to do was sneak away undetected. Vessel, ever the observer, takes note of every single person on his crew. And what a coincidence, you just so happened to disappear the same time his beloved guitarist did. Only to return not long after him. He’ll keep it to himself for now. But now that he’s noticed this, he’ll notice everything else from now on to.

[pluvio-floret]

..Nothing at all?

[1-8oo-wtfbro]

What if, people really didn’t leave the league? like, in fics and comics it’s always ppl sneaking away in the dead of night and then being hunted down. But, what if that wasn’t the case? What if, when you swore in, you (unknowingly or knowingly to you) pledged your soul to Ra’s Al Ghul, to the Al ghuls, and to the League of Assassins.

so you can run, but it always feels wrong, and you always end up back there, bc your soul it tugging you back to where it is pledged, where it’s tethered. And when you die, your soul doesn’t go to heaven or hell, but you continue to serve the al ghuls as ghosts.

Bruce doesn’t count, bc Ra’s let him go; he respected the detective too much to enslave him (he pledged to so as to get trained by the league). Jason and Cass weren’t technically part of the league, since they never formally pledged.

And because of this, the Al ghuls have this weird relationship with the occult. They can actually sense/see all ghosts, but only control the ones who are pledged to them. similar thing with magic and the occult (they have magic in their blood). they have a 6th sense for it, like it almost leaves a residue that they can sense/see.

[komotionlessqueenmm]

Gow magni,modi,baldur finding out their s/o is pregnant?

Aha more romantic headcanons!

Headcanon/Preference # 21

Pictures NOT mine. (Found on Pinterest.)

Year posted - 2022

*Made the reader a goddess in this one.

| Magni |

• Tires desperately to resist the urge to pick you up in his arms and spin you around, because he doesn't wanna hurt you or the baby.

• He's been dreaming of your future children since you agreed to court him, so to say he's excited is an understatement.

• He never realized just how deep his love for you runs until you're swollen with his child. I mean yea you're a goddess, but now you look so much more enchanting than ever before.

• You don't see the appeal considering how much your going through with the cravings, mood swings, aching feet, and sore back. But you appreciate the praise none the less.

• Which are constantly coming your way!

• Plus full body massages nearly every single night, because he knows how uncomfortable and sore you are with all the physical changes your experiencing.

• He loves telling your unborn baby stories, and he'll do it with anyone around, he gives zero fucks about what people might think.

• And at night he'll lay his head on your belly, supporting most of his own weight, and just murmur all sorts of endearing things to the baby.

• Magni brainstorms baby names for weeks with you. You both love so many of them that you simply can't decide. So you leave the final decision to the day their born.

• Magni is protective as fuck, and will do everything and anything you ask him. He's devoted to you and your comfort, so don't expect to be allowed to do much without him taking over so you can rest.

• He doesn't do this because he thinks you're not capable, he does it because he wants to help. You have the hardest part of the job in creating a baby, so he insists on helping as much as he possibly can.

• When your baby is born you give birth to a daughter, and you name her Aina (meaning “forever”). And she's the perfect combination of you and Magni, and thankfully she was born smaller than you had initially anticipated considering Magni's size, though she was wasn't exactly tiny.

| Modi |

• Unlike his brother he cannot resist the urge to pick you up in his arms and spin you around, though he tries to be gentle about it.

• Modi honestly ends up super paranoid when you jokingly say that he might hurt the baby with how "rough" he was being.

• Even when you explain that it was a joke, he still takes the matter seriously.

• Now he's paranoid about potentially hurting you and the baby, so he's super super soft and gentle with you.

• Which is really nice at first, until it gets to the point when he's just constantly hovering, and not letting you do anything, and I mean anything.

• Gotta pee at 2am? Modi is carrying you to the washroom despite having just woken up because you simply moved.

• Attempting to gather herbs from your garden? Modi will pick you up off your knees and sit you somewhere comfortable, then proceed to do the work for you. Messily mind you.

• Using a knife to cut some meat for dinner? Nope not gonna happen, Modi will scold you like a child, and take the knife, doing the work for you.

• Does it matter that your a goddess, and perfectly capable of doing these things? Nope not at all.

• But you keep your annoyance to yourself, you know he's only trying to help, and you technically started this anyways.

• When the baby is born you give birth to a son, and you name him Steffen (meaning “crown”). He looks just like his father, but he has your nose, hair color, and uncanny smile.

| Baldur |

• Kisses you so fiercely that he takes your breath away, his hands braced against your hips, pulling you flush against him.

• Before you Baldur wanted nothing to do with children, mostly because of his curse.

• But he loves you with his entire being, and he would be over the moon to be the father of your children.

• Baldur is with you every step of the way, assisting you when needed, but letting you manage smaller tasks on your own. He knows how much you cherish your independence.

• Wishes more than ever that he could feel, he wishes to know what your swollen belly would feel like in his hands, and what it would feel like to feel the baby kick.

• Perhaps it's a blessing when he nicks his finger with your mistletoe hairpin, resulting in his curse lifting, and making it possible for him to feel all of these things.

• In that moment he's so beyond happy that you asked him to help with your hair, despite not being very good at styling it the way you wanted.

• He cries when he kissed you, your belly in his hands, and your baby kicking excitedly, as if it knew what had just happened.

• When the baby is born you give birth to twins, a boy and a girl. You name the girl Solveig (meaning “daughter of the sun”) and the boy Logi (meaning “fire”). She looks just like you, and he looks just like his father, it's uncanny, and little bit odd just how much she looks like you, and he looks like Baldur.

[bubbytheliverstealingskeleton]

Bug bubby apon thee

Also featuring Paper Weight their pet snark [or Pap for short]

little fun fact about Bubby’s teeth is that their little fangs are based off my own teeth, their upper canines jut/tilt out a bit and their lip catches on them

[kalitheinksimp]

Screw it.

Butterfly Ink.

@ink-simp-shenanigans get your critter

[n64spoon]

random ted kord hc's because im going insane and need to spread propaganda SOMEWHERE.

love language (giving)

ive done alot if thinking about this one and have come to the conclusion that his love languages are acts of service and gift giving. i kinda based this decision off of how he acts with babs and booster in countdown to infinite crisis. dude is about to go bankrupt AGAIN but he's still offering to pay for tickets and lets booster borrow his card, even if it negatively affects him. hes a superhero for one but also his entire reasoning behind becoming the second blue beetle was because he feels like he OWES it to dan, he wants to make up for his blind faith to his uncle which lead to dans death. i think he loves doing favours for people because it makes him feel good about himself, and he loves the feeling of being appreciated.

love language (receiving)

words of affirmation and physical touch. he has boundaries when it comes to the physical touch of course, but booster is the main exception, with ted being quite touchy himself at times. i like to base this off of the first appearance of dan's death in blue beetle 1967 where as dan says his last words hes caressing teds face UGHH that shit fucks me up man -- but i can definitely imagine him melting in someones hands if they held his face or something (booster, of course).

then theres the words of affirmation. ted gets compliments alot, obviously, usually due to his status in hub city and his intelligence. but there are times where he feels unappreciated or isnt taken seriously, usually by higher ranked heroes (cough cough BATMAN cough) . in countdown to infinite crisis (yes im referencing this comic AGAIN im SORRY) he is pushed aside constantly by multiple people. the few people who did listen to him, namely superman and wonderwoman, its stated in booster gold 2007 he "felt bad for wasting their time.". ted needs reassurance, he needs to be reassured that he isnt a bother. though at times a wise-cracking jerk, he still does care about how others view him. and spending like most or his childhood being put down by his father and then years later by heroes he works with he deserves someone telling him he's doing good once in awhile 😭.

[buildoblivion]

another take on my KitN!Jon based on a cool idea by @aemontargaryen-bloodraven about jon having a weirwood crown in twow (cos I read it and immediately became obsessed 😭)

[flames-unicorns-and-sentryguns]

conagher extended lore/ headcannons part 1 Radigan

because I can't stop rotating them and I have more general ideas

I was going to include all the Conaghers but it's going to take forever so we just get Radigan for now

Radigan: was always on the loner side of things. He was born in Europe with his family and they immigrated to the States. He had several siblings and limited education. Largely self taught.

Ended up drifting away and going on his own after a while and lost all contact with his family. He doesn't know what happened to his family after he moved away and they don't know what happened to him.

He might have had a relationship/ previous marriage that resulted in another kid or two who have limited interactions with Fred but don't know Dell.

More likely I believe that he probably wouldn't have had kids if he wasn't for the Australium.

Radigan didn't think he was a family man but then he had Fred and Frank.

for clarification Frank is the identical twin I gave to Fred. He's Blu Engies dad - Mac, while Fred is dells and Linus' dad.

The Australium filled him with new vigor which lead to him getting someone to marry him and start a family. He ended up falling into the dad role and genuinely caring and loving for the twins.

Radigan may or may not have had to go away to work for the Manns/ administrator.

If he did: then his wife did his best to look after the kids. I want radigan to try and be somewhat affectionate/ try to be a decent husband and dad.

If he didn't, then the twins once old enough tended to fend for themselves. Or he tried to bring the two with him.

Either way I like to think the boys relied on each other a lot and had a strong bond.

Personally Im leaning towards he would come and go and try to make up for his absence...the two go to a public school. Radigan personally tutors the two to be proficient in Engineering.

Radigan tried to stop his sons from being snatched up by the Manns but in the end he failed. On one hand it's something he regrets not trying to do more. On the other hand they're both adults and he can't protect them forever. But he can only hope that his machines that he taught his sons will serve them well..and that they won't be too damaged by the end of it.

When his grandsons were born radigan felt a sense of contentment but also worry. He Knew by now that there was likely nothing he could do about it.

He's already seen how the Gravel war was chewing up his sons and spitting them out.

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MPHFPC mini-masterlist:

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| x reader | ⤸

Enoch O’Connor. (Movie adaptation) ⤸

Following Strange Trails. ⤸

Summary: Your Jacob’s sister and have come along with him to uncover Abe’s tales and held secrets, though you didn’t expect that the cute boy from your favourite childhood stories would become the source of your affections — and you definitely didn’t think that boy would begin to quote the music album you’d discreetly slipped him.

Leak Death. ⤸

Summary: Enoch has refused to let anyone know about your relationship for months but still acts out when someone else takes an interest.

Tear Your Eyes, They Wonder. ⤸

Summary: He was always more interesting.

The Promises Between Us. ⤸

Summary: Enoch’s not great at expressing his feelings, neither are you.

Drive Him Mental; Love Him To The Bone. ⤸

Summary: You love him angry.

Twines Of Fire Ignite Us. Lover, Our Love’s Immortal

Summary: Your mates heart belongs to her… right?

Olive Elephanta. (Movie adaptation) ⤸

Drip Sweet Like The Summer Air; We’re Forbidden Fruit. ⤸

Summary: She’s summer heat captured in one soul. She burns against the times.

Jacob Portman. (Movie adaptation/Book One) ⤸

(awaiting requests)

| character x character | ⤸

Jacob Portman x Ricky Pickering. (Book One) ⤸

Stained Fingers. ⤸

Summary: Ricky’s car breaks down on his way home. He takes solace in his (not) friends home, Jacob’s, while it storms, when he decides he wants to go through with dyeing his hair.

How They Got Together. ⤸

Summary: Extended Headcannon’s on different ways I think Ricky and Jacob would make the steps to being in a committed relationship.

[duckduckngoose]

I need to work on schoolwork but my brain came up with a kickass HC ab how immortality works in my mechs au

[jenmodri]

Huevember part 6- Chica’s ghost, Susie

[sillygooseassociation]

idk if this is a headcanon or just a fluffy thought but ted falling in love with the quiet person who reads every night at the pub and that’s the reason why ted has been going there every single day (and coach beard making fun of him because of that 😭)

okay absolutely. he's so intrigued by you like why this pub? and you seem to be reading a different book every day, are you reading multiple books at a time or do you just read that quickly? your taste in books seems so eclectic, there's such a range of topics. he never goes up to talk to you because he doesn't want to interrupt. he just kinda stares at you and then beard notices. beard totally gives him a hard time about it but then ted is just like, "you think you're any different, coach?" beard is just like wtf why would you profile me like that and ted just laughs at him being able to shut up his best friend. then he turns back to you, just appreciating how much you're enjoying the book

[noxwithoutstars]

When classicists market their historical blorbo just by saying they were gay and pining for their friend.. sorry no

That can't be their only character trait

[anisespice]

“ accidents happen ” || tokyo rev.

cont.

synopsis: in which they discover you had their child and kept it from them all these years later.

pairing: bonten x fem!reader [ mikey, ran, sanzu ]

warnings: mature content ahead. MDI. mature language, crude humor, angst (if you squint really hard), deadbeat!bonten (unintentionally), not proof-read so there may be errors lol and i think that’s it :))

notes: i just want the drama >:) may make more parts, and even extend said headcannons into longer fics in the future, but wanted to post something quick for mother’s day. hope you enjoy!

When you disappeared off the face of the earth, MIKEY had never been the same. One fight. One argument that spiraled out of control, and you were just gone...

He had people looking for you for about a couple years, the trail ran cold after a while and he had half a mind to think you were dead. Up until he got intel of your whereabouts one morning during a meeting.

That man got up and left immediately.

He wasn’t accompanied with any of his men, only because he didn’t want to draw any unwanted attention in the broad daylight. Sure, him wearing a black hood, ball cap, and mask in a park didn’t really help him look inconspicuous but it at least concealed his identity enough for him to blend in. Mikey sat on a bench for a good forty minutes, anxious, making anyone who passed him shiver from his intense aura alone; even birds walked around him. After almost an hour of waiting, he began to feel frustrated. Perhaps, the intel was false. Just as he went to stand, already conjuring up ways to have Sanzu execute the idiot who wasted his time, he heard it.

Your voice. Seizing him, like a siren’s call.

His eyes were alert, darting around until they landed on your figure, spotlighted by the sun, like an angel descending from the heavens. You looked good, healthy. That was good. An array of emotions fought for their turn in Mikey’s heart—Relief, distress, anger, nostalgia. He couldn’t just pick one, especially when it came to you. As he watched from his spot, doing his best to not seem suspicious, he clocked the people you were approaching with excitement, your peppy stride as you waved at, what he presumed, to be mother and daughter.

However, his entire world turned upside down when the little girl extended out her arms towards you, and said “Mama!”

“Hello, my darling.~” You cooed, taking her into your awaiting arms from the woman, embracing the toddler tightly. “Mama missed you so much.”

“Missed you, mama!” was the child’s reply, followed by her giggles.

A bucket of cold water would’ve been better than this. Watching you converse with who he now assumes to be the babysitter, Mikey felt faint. Vision blurring, head pounding, heart clenching. You…you…no. There’s no way. You wouldn’t have moved on…you couldn’t have, not like this, not from him. You loved him, didn’t you? You still love him, didn’t you?

How could you…how could you?

Before he knew it, he started to follow you around. From the park, to the store, all the way back to your apartment. He already phoned some of the executives to start working in on the babysitter, and anyone else in your new found circle for information. He wanted answers. He needed them.

By the time you began fixing dinner, with your daughter laid down for a nap, you receive a knock at your door. Who could that be at this hour?

RAN was chilling outside the rendezvous spot for something the boss and a few other execs were participating in, having a smoke, minding his business, up until he sees a little girl with pigtails wearing a school uniform approaching, standing before him and just…staring. She barely came up to his thighs, could've been no older than seven. She was practically staring into his soul with bright lavender eyes that scarily reminded him of Rin’s when he was that age.

He stared back, head tilted as he blew out the smoke from the corner of his mouth. The hell was a kid doing on this side of town?

Then, after an uncomfortable staring contest, the little girl points at his cigarette. “My ma says those things are bad for you.”

Ran raised a brow, “Does she now?”

“Mmhm! She says it makes people unhappy.”

He offered a thoughtful nod, an amused grin spreading across his face. “Mm. Do I look unhappy?”

The girl looked at Ran for a minute, eyes squinted. Eventually, she shook her head. “No. But, ma also says people who are always unhappy get better at hiding it.”

Ran’s grin faltered. Her unwavering stare started to unnerve him, especially after hearing such a heavy statement come from such a small package.

After a brief moment of silence, he chuckled softly, taking one last drag of his cigarette before flicking it away. He exhaled. “Smart woman.”

The little girl beamed, “Mmhm! My ma knows a lot of stuff.”

“Tsk. But not ‘Stranger Danger’, apparently.”

She tilted her head, curious. “Huh?”

“You shouldn’t be wandering around by yourself, let alone approaching someone you don’t know. ‘s not safe. Especially for nosy little girls who stick their noses in other people’s business. Your ma never taught you that?”

The little girl rolled her eyes, hands on her hips. “Duh. Of course she did. Everyone knows that rule,” she exasperated. Ran snorted, but yielded when she squinted at him, pointing as she sassed. “And I do so know you, so you’re not a stranger.”

This time, Ran couldn’t help the incredulous laugh. “Oh, you know me, huh? That’s not good. ‘m supposed to keep a low profile. Say, you ain’t a cop are you?” He teased, earning another eye roll.

“No. Too small to be a cop, dummy.”

“Oh, pardon me, I didn’t notice. Where do you know me from, then?”

The little girl pointed over to the building..where the executives were having their meeting. She beamed, “Ma’s works in there. On important people days she can’t get me from school, so she tells me to come straight here, and to not talk to the purple man that stands near the building. She says you’re mean.”

Ran smirked, then gave a half-hearted shrug.

“She also says you’re my pa. But, I never believed her. You’re too old.”

Ran’s smirk dropped.

Whether more from the first comment or the last, you decide. But, one thing was for certain: he needed another cigarette.

SANZU cackled watching some guy struggle to round up a couple of rowdy twins at the convenience store. One was knocking shit off the shelves while the other ran circles around the guy. It was what he needed for his bitch of a hangover, a good laugh to distract from the ache in his skull.

However, he wasn’t laughing for long when you came around the corner of the isle, holding a few items with a smile on your face that soon faded once you saw the scene unfolding before you; the pinkette thought he was still tripping balls. Blinking a few times to allow any after effects of the drugs to clear up, when you didn’t disappear he used his long legs to swiftly yeet behind one of the shelves, peering around it like some paranoid stalker. The last time you had spoken, you had threatened to castrate him with your teeth if you ever saw him again.

And he’d be damned if he tried your bluff.

He watched in awe as you straightened those twins up quick. If he didn’t know any better, he would’ve thought they were trained to obey you, and only you. Any other authority be damned. While the guy was putting all the stuff back on the shelves, sweaty and out of breath, you gently reprimanded them for causing trouble. You still made that cute pouty face you always did whenever you were mad at him…

“What did we talk about earlier? Hm? Mr. Satoru was very kind to help mama today, you know. You two promised me you’d be on your best behavior for him.”

Sanzu gagged. This was the rebound you let nut in you? This huffy moron who can’t handle a couple of ankle biters, this was your king? He had half a mind to just gut the guy to put him out of his misery from that pathetic display from earlier, alone. He couldn’t imagine how difficult it must be back home. He remembers when he was that age—Rowdy, reckless, the Antichrist. Adorable, but deadly. God bless that poor bastard’s soul.

Wait…Mister? Not…dad?

The first twin whined, stomping their feet. “He’s too boringggg!”

Come to think of it…if Sanzu squinted…the longer he looked at the little family…he swore the more he saw the resemblance of himself in the tiny gremlins. From the hair, to the eyes, all the way down to the mannerisms…Hang on. When had been the last time you two fucked? Three…no, was it four years ago?

The second twin huffed, pointing at the man. “Yeah! And he’s jus’ being nice so that he can sleep in your bed, mama!”

You flushed, nervously chuckling as you looked around to make sure no one heard. Sanzu ducked behind a bag of chips, now nothing but eyes peeking through the gaps of food on the shelf.

So…that loser’s not the father? Then…could that mean..?

“He’s mama’s boyfriend, remember? He’s allowed to do that. And he’ll be around for a while, so I want you two to be nice, okay?”

“…okay, mama.” They grumbled.

Sanzu almost popped a blood vessel, fist clenched around a bag of Lays and nearly busting it. He chuckled darkly, “Oh. We’ll see about that.”

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