#extra headcanons

[enviousenvelope]

Extra headcanons

I'm in a good mood, so have some headcanons:

Quachil can flashbang any forms of evils like: Jinns, Onryō and any form of uncleanliness.

I like that quachil's halo can also be a weapon like a chakram.

Teutates can summon lighting surrounding the area he's in.

If Ah puch was in the human realm, his occupation would be a chiropractor.

Yog can make weapons with his blood which result in him being drained by blood loss. (Which is the reason why he have hundreds of blood bags)

The most knowledgeable nightmare on human lives: Chaugnar, Lilith, Nyogtha, Xezbet, Dagda, Izanami, Yan luo.

Knows little on human lives: Zoth, Abducius, Teutates, Exael, Yog, Ah puch, Quachil, lshtar, Drugia, Orucs, Shub, Anazareth, Barbatos.

The entity is in charge of every person in the astral circles past.

There's a reason why teutates is fallen.

If teutates was in the human realm, his occupation would be a tattoo artist or a musician.

Lilith and Yog often talk about her while Yog praise her for everything, Lilith didn't really want to talk about her.

Dagda and Xezbet are teammates to me (I mean Soul eater and a soul scarecrow, a perfect duo!)

Shub had a human lover who was blind. Sadly passed due to an illness and his wish was that he could see her for who she was.

Teutates has high pain tolerance

Bye-bye ! (～￣▽￣)～

[thelyinggrapevine]

What is below the cut is a list of some extra headcanons (+ Relationship Dynamic Headcanons) for MDZS.

FOREWARNING! I do not ship bash, nor do I tolerate it. If your opinions on ships and their relating dynamics differ from mine, that's okay! I may have ships of my own that I prefer to be romantic, while you may think the opposite, and vise versa. THAT IS PERFECTLY NORMAL. Just, for the love of the gods, do not bash the ships. They are fictional characters, who cares that much?

It is rather short as of now, but hopefully that will be rectified! if you have any ideas or headcanons of your own that you wish to add, please feel free to say them!

Extra Headcanons

The stronger your cultivation level, the more you are able to do that others may not realize is possible. For Example, if a cultivator’s spiritual power is high enough, they can make their spiritual weapon turn into a tattoo somewhere on their body.

The Sect Leader outfits are like those of the game version, or at least more intricate than how they are perceived in canon.

Cultivators are known to have very long lifespans, long enough to where someone in their 90s would be considered young. The longest a cultivator (who wasn’t immortal) lived was recorded to be 328 years old.

Relationships (Romantic/Platonic)

Wangxian (One-sided(?) → Romantic)

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Xicheng (Platonic → Romantic)

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Zhuiling (Romantic)

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SangCheng (Romantic → Platonic)

They had developed a crush on each other during their time at the Cloud Recesses but only acted on those feelings in a moment of shared grief after Wei Ying’s death. They dated for a few years but ended up ending things when Huaisang became too distant after his brother’s death. They still ended up staying friends, though, and later became sworn brothers.

Being sworn brothers was not intended to be a secret, but they also never said anything about it (but they also didn’t hide it either, people were just either completely blind to it, or thought they started dating again).

Xiyao (Romantic(?) → Enemies(?))

They had feelings for one another, but unlike Sangcheng, they never fully acted on them, as Lan Huan was a sect leader and Meng Yao was (for a little while) only classified as the “son of a prostitute” by others. The way their relationship was shown to others only became closer when Meng Yao was publicly/formerly accepted into the Jin Clan and became Jin Guangyao.

There was a time when they were in a “situationship” of some sort, but it never got any further than that as Jin Guangyao was quick to put an end to anything since he was set to marry Qin Su (his sister 🤢) in the coming months.

During the following years, Lan Huan never completely lost feeling for the other until the events at Guanyin Temple happened and Jin Guangyao’s masterplan was revealed in front of all of them.

Jin Guangyao has a hard time determining his exact feelings for Lan Huan. He can’t entirely say that he was in love with him, but he can admit that he did have feelings for him, even if it was only a small amount and lasted for not even a year

Jin Guangyao knew of Lan Huan’s feelings for him and used them for his benefit.

Zhancheng (Rivals(?) → Familial/Platonic)

While they were younger in the Cloud Recesses, they felt as if they had to compete against each other for the attention of Wei Ying, so in consequence, they didn’t like each other too much.

During the three months that Wei Ying was gone and they went on all of those search missions together for him, they began to get closer. 

When Lan Zhan was out of his (forced) seclusion, he asked Jiang Cheng for help in order to raise a child (Lan Huan bugged him about asking the Sect Leader since they were both single parents and similar in age). He was reluctant about it at first because of the falling out they had during the Burial Siege, but they started to get closer after a few months.

Jiang Cheng knew immediately that “Lan Yuan” was actually Wen Yuan, but he didn’t say anything about it. 

During the times when both Lan Huan and Lan Zhan would be away on official business, Jiang Cheng would be the one to take care of Lan Yuan if the boy couldn’t go with the Twin Jades. While the boy was at Lotus Pier, he was taught to swim and had small playdates with Jin Ling (as well as following Jiang Cheng like a little duckling all around YunmengJiang).

[wolfy-star1401]

Extra headcanons about little! "Honest" John & kitten regressor! Gideon :

Gideon would be obsessed with his Cg’s clothes when in kitten headspace

Tw; Mention of the Coachman ⚠️

Little! John is extremely afraid of the Coachman {for a good reason}, and he would warn you not to get near nor to trust him {in both big & little headspace}

Tags : @sw124 @nottapossum @theogclownboy @i-ate-your-children @i-love-the-little-things @thedreemer-artrequestsopen @littleconscience @eflen-n-reegee @beautifulcrownmusic

[dragon-fly34]

Sketchdump of our beloved Mario Bros in casual wear! I had a lot of fun with these, so much so that I think I’ll do a sketchdump for Peach, Daisy and other characters !We’ll see, have some bite-sized headcanons on Mario and Luigi!

-> Mario and Luigi are the heroes of MK, even though they are heroes they are also the plumbers of Brooklyn, in the near future Mario will be the future king of MK and Luigi will be king of Sarasaland.

-> Even though both brothers are men, they like to wear dresses, usually in their favorite colors.

-> Fans of gamers, Mario and Luigi love playing online with their friends, as well as playing games, they love playing sports! Mario is a fan of karting and Luigi of tennis

-> Mario's sexuality is transmasc bisexual, as I changed my LGBT headcanons, but he sometimes identifies as pansexual. Luigi is bisexual, transgender.

[ribbittrobbit]

these kids are incredibly stressed out

[artkaninchenbau]

People keep on asking for more Baby Robin and Papadile so here is more Baby Robin and Papadile. Now never ask anything from me ever again

[not-a-user-jussanidiot]

Something something thinking about the extra content where Andrew asks Neil to live together by telling him that "if he wants more than two chairs and a bed" he needs to think about all the furniture himself. Neil taking the job pretty seriously because due to his life on the run he now associates material possession with stability and he really wants to make sure this feels like a forever home and that he's not going anywhere, for once.

Neil ending up buying a bunch of stuff that he doesn't know how to build (never built furniture in his life) and Waymack coming in clutch to help, having a bonding moment with his now-fully-functional-grown-adult kid that almost died a few times and went against the fking mafia being like "what do you MEAN you don't know how to use a damn screwdriver?!!"

[accecakes]

Idk how to type with a Scottish/British accent! :"")

Anywhooo~ enjoy!!

[suguruverse]

idk if anyone has ever talked about this but katsuki REFUSES to buy you flowers from the grocery store. like will not even look at it and will steer you away if he even catches you looking at it.

he genuinely looks at you crazy when you ask him why he’s avoiding the huge display of flowers because he cannot fathom why you would want “those cheap ugly shits” over a bouquet from the florist filled with your favourite flowers.

you pout when he drags you out the grocery store and back home only to wake up the next morning to a fresh bouquet on your bedside table with an obnoxiously large orange ribbon that screams katsuki name and a homemade breakfast from yours truly <3333

[4milly]

mws - jey uso.

parings: jey uso x black!reader

warnings: smut, cursing, arguing, use of n word, car sex, unprotected sex, my man, my girl, but not my man or my girl trope, praise kink, talking you through it lawd,

the message made you roll your eyes so hard you thought they might've got stuck.

“this man really called me a crybaby,” you muttered under your breath, already feeling your annoyance bubbling up.

from the day he set foot into your life, all he did was keep up with the dramatics. being extra and shit about any ole thing. this time? he was irritated about you still following your ex on instagram. fed up with the conversation, you blocked him. he could send novels to your messages by himself.

mind you, it was jey who decided not to be official yet. he was a busy man, and you respected that. being on the road damn near everyday out the year was taxing; trying to be in a relationship wouldn't work. but he couldn't let go of you.

you sighed so deep you swore your soul left your body for a hot minute. this man really had the audacity to pull up unannounced, acting like you were the problem. you peeped out the window and sure enough, there was his black range rover parked across the street, engine still running.

"lord give me strength," you mumbled, huffing and flopping on the couch. slipping on your hot pink ugg slides and grabbing your keys. just as you were about to close your eyes and pretend you ain't see shit, jey layed on his horn.

you weren't about to let the neighbors get a show, so you stepped outside, locking the door behind you. you knew how exaggerated jey could be; if he didn't get his way, no doubt he'd blow his horn all night to get your attention. and at this time of night? you'd be out by morning.

the passenger seat of jey's car flung open before you could hit the side walk. you quickly got in, slamming the door behind you, "how many times did your mama drop you as a fucking baby? are you crazy? blowing your horn and shit? what if someone called the po—"

"mane, ion give one fuck 'bout that shit. you got me fucked up." he seethed throwing his hands in the air.

you rolled your eyes again, matching his frustration,"I got you fucked up? Nah, you got me fucked up. you really pulled up to my place at 2am over what? some likes?"

jey's grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white, "so you fuckin' him again? thats whatchu' on now, mama? fuck outta here 'bout some likes and shit. how you think i feel? seein' another motherfucka all under yo pictures leaving heart eyes?"

your head snapped backwards in disbelief, "that's rich coming from you! how many bitches under your pictures, jey? where's my phone at? let me go count em'."

"i aint responding back with no fuckin' hearts and shit tho! thats the shit im talkin' bout!"

the tension in the car was thick enough to cut with a knife. jey's eyes were fixed on the road ahead, but you could see the storm brewing behind them. you knew this man well enough to know his blood was boiling.

your jaw dropped, heat rising to your cheeks. "excuse me? y'know what? you wanna talk about crybaby shit? how about you mad as fuck right now going through my page to find something? you're throwing a whole ass tantrum over a follow!"

"and you blocked me right? but, you can't block that motherfucka tho? thats some bullshit and you know it!" jey spat, his jaw clenched. honestly? he didn't even know what he was more mad it. you blocking him, still following your ex, liking each other's post, or you coming out the house in those little ass shorts.

was he terrible for being upset at all 4?

it irked something inside of him. you weren't his girl...yet. but still, it's a respect issue. he knew he was yours, and unless you forgot, you knew you were his. there wasn't room for anybody else no matter what you thought.

"oh, so now you wanna act brand new? like you ain't been doing the same shit?" you snapped, pulling out your phone. "let's see…tiffany, amber, and how many other people—all up in your comments 'lord he could get it.' 'till the room stinks.' 'till the earth-fuckin'-quakes.' but I'm the problem?"

jey snatched the phone from your hand, tossing it in the backseat. "don't flip this stupid shit on me. so thats what this is? yo crybaby ass wanted to get back at me, so you followed his ass again? all up in his business for what? ian texting you back fast enough or sum?"

you were fuming, everything about him grating on your nerves. you were so over it, over him acting like you were the one causing problems when he was just as messy.

part of jey knew he was being petty, but it didn’t stop the heat rising in his veins. he hated seeing you follow your ex, hated the way you acted like he was the only one with a damn problem.

"i ain't competing with nobody, especially not for a man who can't even claim me. you think you deserve me why?"

"you want me to claim you? ight. c'mere." jey growled before crashing his lips into yours.

your protest was muffled against jey's lips as he kissed you fiercely, one hand gripping the back of your neck and the other gripping the front. his tongue demanded entry. the kiss was everything the argument was. rough and fiery.

"get inna back," he growled, breaking the kiss to undo his belt buckle, "you ain't hear me? now."

you hesitated for a moment, torn between desire and indecisiveness. part of you wanted to get out the car and leave him here, but the smoldering look in his eyes made the decision for you. you scrambled over the center console, your shorts riding up as you climbed into the backseat.

jey followed, his muscular frame towering over you. "been turnt wit' my ass all fuckin' morning. yo crybaby ass. you wanted this shit too. and you better take it all, none of that runnin' shit."

his large hands gripped your thighs, spreading them wide. he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your shorts, yanking them down along with your panties in one swift motion.

he tossed your shorts in the front, before shoving your panties into your mouth, "pretty ass. just wanted to get yo pussy ate didn't you, mama."

he slid down your body, kissing his way across your chest to your stomach until he rested between your thighs.

his large hands gripped your plush thighs, pulling you towards his mouth. he instantly sucked your throbbing bud into his mouth. you let out a muffled gasp before arching your back upwards.

"you taste so fuckin' good, mama. love tastin' her ass. wish you stop talkin' so damn much," he groaned out into the air.

his tongue worked magic, flicking and swirling around your most sensitive spots. you squirmed against the leather seats, muffled moans escaping around the fabric in your mouth.

the noises you made as his tongue swirled your swollen clit, locking your fingers into his thick hair, wanting to grind against his hot tongue but he was a step ahead—pinning you down with his arms.

jey alternated between long, slow licks and quick flicks of his tongue, building you higher and higher. just when you thought you couldn't take anymore, he slid two thick fingers inside you, curling them to hit that spongy spot inside of you.

he doubled his efforts, sucking hard on your clit as his fingers pumped relentlessly. the dual sensation was overwhelming, and within moments you were trembling on the edge of release.

his wet muscle sliding into your awaiting hole, fucking you with it was enough to send you over. you came with a muffled scream, your body shaking as waves of ecstasy crashed over you.

your body thrashed around the seats to escape from his mouth, "let me goooo," you let out a muffle whine, barely even comprehensive.

you pushed at his arms around your waist. jey had an end goal; he wasn't going to let you leave that damn car till his point was proven. you were his.

his girl.

that instagram following shit? it was over tonight. and he was gonna make the clear anyway he could...or had to.

he licked your pussy clean as more juices erupted from your pussy, giving him something to drink on. you were going crazy. you couldn't thrashing away from him, unable to remain still as pleasure hit your body in waves. your lower half worked against the strokes of his fingers; riding them into oblivion. your juices continuously flowing down into his mouth like a waterfall.

but with his dick getting hard? watching you attempt to push him away with tears in your eyes? no-one was leaving this car anytime soon.

you came with a muffled scream, your body shaking as waves of ecstasy crashed over you, "lil’ angry ass...get it all out, baby," he pressed his tongue flat against your pussy causing your body to shutter and gush into his mouth.

"c'mere. crybaby ass just needed some dick, so move it. lemme see how much you want it," he laid against the seat, pulling your arms to move you on-top of him.

his strong hands gripped your hips, positioning you over his thick length. you could feel the heat radiating off him, his dick twitching against your inner thigh. jey's eyes locked with yours, intense and hungry, "take whatchu' need from me, baby."

you reached between you, taking his girth into your small hand. you positioned him at your entrance and slowly eased down onto him. a small whimper left your throat as he pushed his dick into your warm heat in a swift movement.

"ride me, mama. show me how much you want this dick," he encouraged before locking his arms around your waist. the burn of his dick stretching your walls long gone by now.

no-one was stupid. had any of your neighbors looked out the window, they knew exactly what was going on. the car rocking up and down, from him slamming your hips onto him, and the fog clouding the windows. you could draw your name on it.

"faster, baby." he demanded, bucking his hips up to meet yours. tears pooled at your eyes even though you obliged, picking up the pace. the car filled with the sounds of your moans and the slap of skin on skin. jey's hands slid down to grip your ass, helping you bounce on him.

your thighs burned as you rode him harder, desperate for release. jey's fingers dug into the soft flesh of your ass, guiding your movements. the car rocked with each thrust, the windows completely fogged over now. his dick kissing your cervix with each thrust. your wetness drenched his dick, making him slide in and out so easy.

your pussy started to twitch, as his dick massaged your walls, continuously bouncing in his lap, making his dick kiss your cervix, and making note to squeeze when you reached his tip.

suddenly, he wrapped his arms around your waist, locking you in place. "my turn," he growled before locking his arms around your lower back stilling your movements.

tears began to stain your cheeks from the overwhelming pleasure. with your bodies pressed together, jey began to ride you from the bottom. your eyes rolled into the back of your head as your pussy fluttered around him. a smirk plastered across his face, he felt your pussy clenching around him. he knew he had you right where he wanted you.

"so damn pretty on top of me. you mines, right?," he cooed, his hips never stopping their relentless pace. he reached up to pull your panties from your mouth. you through your head back, letting out a loud cry to the roof of the car, "you mines, ain't you? say it."

you could barely form words, lost in the sensation of him riding you from the bottom. "i-i'm yours," you managed to gasp out between thrusts.

the sight of jey's dick coated in a white sheer layer made his head spin, "say that shit louder, baby. let everyone know who fuckin' you right now."

"i'm yours!" you moaned out. a smirk plastered over his face before pulling you to him by the back of your neck into a searing kiss, "i'm yours, too."

he was losing himself under you, his strokes were becoming erratic. the sensation sending the coil in your belly overboard. you creamed all over his thickness, clamping down on him. the move triggering his own release.

he gripped your ass, his hips bucking upwards, emptying ropes and ropes of his cum deep inside of you—filling you to the brim with his seed. you both swallowed each other's moans. the moment was...new. you had an unanswered question in the air.

but either way? you both knew you only had eachother.

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@caramelcleopatraa @harmshake @msbigredmachine @luvrsluxe @uceyliyahh @angiedawn02 @amandairene88 @cyberdejos2 @queeny23 @empressdede @trentybenty @heauxvibez @whatdoeseverybodywant @shes2real @romansthrone @acknowledge-reigns @southerngirl41 @prettyfilmz @jaza23

don’t forget to like and reblog! leave me a comment also. i love reading those. xoxo, cleo🩷.

[probablysimpledreams]

lovesick keigo who is a gift giver. between his upbringing and lack of romantic experience, he often struggles to vocalize how he feels. he finds he can express his love smoothly through gifts rather it be shiny rock his bird tendencies could not pass up on, a diamond necklace that hero paycheck covers without a fuss, or a mini clay sculpture of you two holding hands he tried his hardest to make cute. he makes sure to pour all his heart and love into every gift he gives you, proud smile on his face as you adore every item.

lovesick keigo who can only sleep if you're by his side. he's always struggled with episodes of insomnia, and then when he could sleep he'd be plagued with nightmares. however, when he has you in his arms, he can finally experience peace. your presence and love ground him, allowing him to finally rest. many dates are spent just laying around in bed together, his overworked body and mind finally able to take a break.

lovesick keigo who loves dancing around the kitchen with you. he has an extensive collection of old vinyls, so will throw on some romantic music and pull you into his arms. the moonlight lighting up the room as his wings flutter, spinning you around. the sound of your laugh mixes with his before kissing you tenderly. it's soft moments like this he remembers why he's fighting so hard, why protecting the world matters.

lovesick keigo who is a big fan of morning sex before he has to head out to work. he's always been a vivid dreamer when he's able to sleep, so it doesn't take long for those usual nightmares to turn into sexy wet dreams. at first he was really embarrassed by his actions, quick to run out of bed and clean up before you could notice. however, as time passes in the relationship he becomes more comfortable expressing his needs and desires. you definitely weren't complaining as he took sweet care of you, his low sleepy voice singing your praises as he fucked you, the soft morning sun rise sneaking through the blinds to illuminate the room.

lovesick keigo who loves eating pussy. he could go for hours, face buried between your thighs and he devours you. he keeps his hands tight on your thighs, forcing your body to stay still as he works you up. his face is completely soaked by the time he finally releases you from his grip, damp spot in his boxers, taking a moment to catch his breath before begging you to let him go for another round. he loves pleasuring you, the way your body shakes and the way his name leaves your mouth in desperate cries. he craves it.

lovesick keigo who found home in you. he feels so seen and valued by you. he doesn't have to work for your love, he just has to be who he is. at first this felt uncomfortable, the fact you didn't expect anything from him aside from pure authenticity scared him. yet despite how much it scared it, it excited him even more. he finally found where he belonged, a life and love to call his own. he's willing to do everything in this world to keep you by his side.

[dunmeshistash]

are there any canon/heavily implied queer characters in dunmeshi?

Okay, in order from actually canon to maybe delusion

Otta is canonically butch and lesbian.

Lycion is basically a transgender allegory.

Izutsumi says she "doesn't have a type or anything" that she's attracted to when confronted with the possibility

Kiki and Namari, Kiki is always hitting on Namari and Namari reacts accordingly.

Falin and Marcille have that whole thing going on

Hien MIGHT be hitting on a barmaid in a bonus and in the Benichidori extra she appears in a explosion like Falin did in the context of Shuro liking her so maybe, if your heart is big enough, Benichidori has a crush on Hien.

Izutsumi is wearing the nb flag colors in an extra (I just think this one is neat)

Maybe I'm forgetting someone, anyways, sources under the cut with spoilers, happy pride!

Edit: Farcille is only so low because I think the overt flirting and izutsumi saying it out loud counts more? wait maybe I should take Lycion down a few, whatever this isn't objective take the order with a grain of salt

[y3llow-hoodie]

More tma fanart? In this economy??

As mentioned previously I am working on a lil comic that I will HOPEFULLY finish soon, here is one (1) panel as a preview

I have so many frigging early stage/rough drafts of the comic so I might post them later without context lol.

Stay tuned!

[martianbugsbunny]

My TNG poll is over (Data won and I should not be surprised lmao; proud of dealer's choice Will Riker for pulling a solid third) so let's do another one!

Dax and Odo don't get to be in it because that feels like cheating. they're actually trans.

[amosprinz]

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 136

Contrary to popular belief, Jaskier was the one who said no to riding a horse. Jaskier willingly walks alongside Geralt and Roach. Because Jaskier is afraid of riding horses. Don't get him wrong! He loves horses! Just not being on them as they run 48 kilometers per hour. When Jaskier sprains his ankle walking, however, Geralt decides enough is enough and it's time to teach him how to ride and help him face his fear. Jaskier sits in front of Geralt on top of Roach as Geralt teaches him how to ride, and every time Jaskier gets too nervous, Geralt will hear his heartbeat tick up, and he'll hug him, or praise him, and Jaskier will calm again. Jaskier's been getting better. To the point that Geralt can now just walk alongside Roach and Jaskier, hand resting on Jaskier's leg or back. Geralt decides to surprise Jaskier with his own horse! Geralt finds something sturdy and gentle, but also pretty, knowing his bard will love to comb and braid the horse, and will want to show it off. It's a white horse, which certainly won't stay white on the road, but then again, Jaskier will most likely delight in cleaning the horse and admiring it's sheen when it's washed. Geralt presents Jaskier with his horse, and Jaskier is overjoyed. Sobbing with happiness, hugging and kissing the horse, and Geralt has never been more in love with his bard. The first time Jaskier rides his own horse, they go at a very gentle slow pace, as the horse seems unsure about being ridden. Jaskier cajoles and consoles it through it all, and soon enough they're riding at steady paces, both Jaskier and his horse now feeling safe and brave enough to go at a normal pace, sometimes even a bit faster. Geralt is happy. Until one day, big white wings materialize on the sides of Jaskier's horse, and the damn thing takes off with Jaskier still on it. Shit.