#given headcanon

[oulkheir]

yagi shizusumi is an idiot in love, not a sort of gentleman

i don't know if i should call that an unpopular opinion or another analysis of my fav baby in given (still a lie, they're all my favs) but i felt the need to write about shizusumi's character. lately, i've been reading a lot of fanfictions about hiiragi and shizusumi and something always felt off to me, even when the stories were so enjoyable and overly sweet. i had a great time reading most of them.

i realised that what was missing was simply shizusumi's idiocy. i mean, even hiiragi called him something like that, once. shizusumi is often portrayed as a sweetheart (which he is, deep inside), a kind of gentleman who knows everything hiiragi needs and who always has the perfect timing regarding hiiragi's demands. i think he tries to be all of this, genuinely, but it's a bit delusional to think he is already.

i love how given character tend to be realistic and above all, as mature and experienced as their age indicates. that's why i decide to see shizu as a 17-year-old idiot in love, who's never had a partner before and who can't deal with romantic interactions more than hiiragi, if not clumsily. no one will make me believe that shizu can plan proper dates and read the mood perfectly to choose the right moment to kiss hiiragi. during the summer festival he was literally late for his date(?) with hiiragi, he probably just overslept during his nap or something. he thinks confessing is about saying overly dramatic stuff like in silly romcoms and that eating together or making out is going to solve any small argument. he's really good to take hundred pictures of his boyfriend and post them on his instagram to implicitly brag as any teenager would. he says whatever comes to his mind when he thinks it's what hiiragi wants to hear, but it's mostly just embarrassing him.

of course, he's still the perfect man to hiiragi because he loves him and he sees him as his most precious friend before other feelings completed this. but i swear shizu wouldn't fit any other people than hiiragi, because he's the only one who gets him.

so i'll still be enjoying fanfictions about shizu being the boyfriend material anyone craves to have, but i'll keep in a corner of my mind that, duh, he's such a blockhead.

[101suouexpressions]

You know the friendship is real when your first instinct against danger is to protect the group's little puppy.

This is one of the scenes that I adore SO much. You can tell that both Suou and Sakura made the decision to shield Nirei subconsciously. This is so important because usually Sakura would charge into the battlefield and leave Nirei in the care of Suou since he was aware that Suou could do that with ease.

The look of surprise on their faces when they saw the other doing the same thing is so priceless. I think at that moment they really realised how much they had grown on each other.

[mipexch]

i love animating these little freaks

[moongreenlight]

Soap (who you’ve never met before ever in your life) being your server during an anniversary dinner with your long-time boyfriend except he took one look at you by the host stand and decided he had to have you. 

Calls you “sweet thing” while he unwraps a straw and puts it in your water glass for you. 

Asks if you’re out with your brother (without making eye contact with your boyfriend) and even after you told him no, he still ‘makes the mistake’ a few other times during the meal. 

Stops over way more than is necessary. Probably has the kitchen intentionally screw up your appetizer so that when you bring it up he can make you feed him off of your fork. For quality control, of course. “Cannae have a sweet thing like you wasting the talents of a pretty mouth like that on something below par.”

Your boyfriend is pissed. Sends back his food twice and makes such a scene that the manager comes over. When he throws accusations of an “overly fucking friendly waiter,” you try to smooth the situation over by saying that everything was fine. Your boyfriend gets so riled that he throws a fistful of cash on the table and tells you it should cover his meal and your ride home. 

Soap swoops in while you’re sobbing at the table. Slides in your side of the booth carrying a scoop of vanilla ice cream topped with an obscene amount of whipped cream and a cherry. Squashes you up against the wall while he coos kind things in your ear. Like he’s reading off a script meticulously chosen to include all of the right things that make you let down your guard enough to agree to let him drive you home. 

“Wouldnae hear of you driving yourself home in this state, kitty.”

And once he finally gets you back to his, he goes in for the kill. Keeps saying the right things, keeps wrapping his arm around you and pulling you right into his side, keeps pushing his face close to yours. So much so that it almost feels like it’s your idea when you- still hiccuping and sniffling softly- lean forward and close the centimeters wide gap between you.

[kabukiaku]

I was reminded today of one of my favorite personal headcanons I have for Terzo: he is an absolute film slut. especially for old Hollywood + pre-code horror and drama movies. he would either have original film reels or the remastered collector's editions in DVD format. he plays them in his carefully cared-for old film projector...or for the remastered ones, a digital projector on those pull-down screens you see in classrooms. he has one installed in his room for his convivence.

Ask him about his interest, and he will go on talking someone's ear off with commentary about the movies---er excuse me--- films centric themes, motifs, plot and literally anything you'd catch in a director's commentary edition. he has a list of favorite actors/actresses from the time and will have framed photos of them in his room. (which speaking of, takes inspo from art deco)

I actually have a doodle i made a while back on what 'A Date with Papa III' would be like, and the expectations were far beyond what one would expect. oh, sure he has his suave way of words and looks, but he truly is a film nerd and will not shy away from it.

for now have this silly doodle:

His prized and restored 1930s 40s Specto 16mm Movie Projector. nicknamed 'Stella'.

No one is allowed to touch it. Not even Omega. (out of everyone though, Terzo trusts him the most. but still- NO TOUCH)

[ekat-fandom-blog]

Things We Ignore

Danny learned to ignore things quickly. From the migraines and muscle spasms he sometimes got after the portal to the icy discomfort during summer months. He ignored the ache in his arm from a poorly taken care of break. He ignored the jittery awfulness whenever he had to stay still.

Then he swapped bodies with Captain Marvel and found things he couldn't ignore.

Billy had a lot of things he ignored, too: The gods constantly yammering in his head, giving him unsolicited advice; The gnawing ache in his stomach; The sometimes numbness in his fingertips; The electric buzz under his skin; The constant loneliness that seeped coldness into his bones that had nothing to do with temperature.

[demigods-posts]

headcanon that percy's most reoccurring nightmare about tartarus is the one where he loses annabeth to the pit. the one where he trips over the rogue lace of his left shoe and misses her fingers by centimeters. the one where his hands get clammy due to nerves and she slips out of his grasp. the one where they descend over the cliff together but he isn't strong enough to hold the weight of arachne. the one where she uses her knife to slice his palm and catch him off-guard so she can wiggle free. and the one where she's bleeding from the wound on her head. begging him not to tamper with fate. to let the prophecy play out. and a silent conversation passes between them. an 'i love you' and 'goodbye' in the same breath. and he stares into her eyes for what he knows is the last time and lets go. the one where he has to watch annabeth sacrifice herself to save the world.

[ghostaholics]

I am LIVING for your jealous/possessive enemies with benefits ghost. He sees reader being a little too friendly with another man and goes FERAL. Nobody knows why. Not even him.

❝ 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐋. ❞ Fucks your throat raw, likes seeing your lips stretched around his cock, drool leaking out of the corners of your mouth and trickling down your chin as you struggle to take all of him in, just a little messy; the way you allow your muscles to go slightly lax to deep-throat him, but it’s still so goddamn tight. And you spoil him with your mouth, gently sucking at the head and tonguing the entirety of him, even better when you add your palm too, can’t quite wrap your fingers around his cock but it’s hot and slippery and all that matters is you’re trying your best. His hand is threaded through your hair, close to the scalp, close to the roots and flexing hard when you swallow him to the hilt – loves that this lets him control your movements. From the expression on your face, this fucked-out, glazed-over look, he can tell that you’re enjoying it more than he is; gets his point proven when you snake your fingers down between your legs to play with your clit because you just can’t help yourself. (❝ What would all of ‘em think if they saw you on your knees for me, huh, sweetheart? ❞) And there’s something really satisfying to him hearing how utterly wrecked your voice is the next day when you sound hoarse trying to talk to other people.

❝ 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇. ❞ He has you facing the mirror, sitting reverse on his lap with your legs wrenched apart – forces you to pay attention to how his cock’s got you split open like this, the easiest way for him to work himself inside your cunt. He’s got one hand on your hip, guiding you up and down just how you need him at a rough and steady rate. His other hand spans over your jaw, your throat; directing you to look at your reflection and how it’s him that’s ruining you – your wet and sticky slickness soaking his cock. He wants you to see what he sees: you, taking him so well, everything that he offers. (❝ No. Eyes open. Gotta remind you who’s the only one that can turn you into such a fucking mess like this, yeah? ❞)

❝ 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓. ❞ He mutters it under his breath, has a hand over your mouth to stifle your noises – Jesus Christ, you’re so goddamn loud; in the blackness of the supply closet where he’s got you, back against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist (❝ Just a quick fuck, c’mon. I know you’re aching for it. ❞) – only needs five minutes to get you off. And when you’re groaning too fucking much while he pounds into your cunt, Ghost tells himself that he doesn’t want to be caught dead with you like this. You don’t either, of course, considering the mutual feelings of animosity shared between the two of you. So it’s a low growl, a warning from him: ❝ If you don’t shut up, they’re gonna hear us— ❞ But the idea only rips another long moan from your throat. And when he sees how much you might actually want that, for somebody to walk by and figure out that you’re getting stuffed full of his cock, it makes him fuck you even harder just to test how good you can keep quiet for him.

𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔!𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒏 || 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

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[crypticsketchpad]

more anxiety doodles (since yall seemed to REALLY like* the last doodle page lmao) out of character fashion edition

individual drawings:

*ive never even had an art post hit 300 notes LET ALONE 700+ HOLY CRAP so thank you to everyone who liked/reblogged that other post, it means a lot :]

[oulkheir]

another smutty (cos i'm writing smut ff those days) headcanon but about ritsumafu is that ritsuka is like super mega gentle in bed, he's typically the type to ask mafuyu 10th times if he's fine with whatever he does and he's afraid of breaking(?) mafuyu when he touches him. but BRUH mafuyu probably likes it rough and really doesn't mind him doing whatever he wants on him. mafuyu's even a bit pissed at ritsuka for being too slow just bc he's trying to go soft and all, nuh mafuyu needs a shock, he wants someone that'll rush him a bit even cos he thinks thats exciting.

and an unpopular opinion is that i think ritsuka is actually way hornier than mafuyu, cos bro is talking about his virginity since the very beginning of the series and craves to put an end to it, wonder why? dude's horny. even if mafuyu is the one to take initiative by the end, ritsuka was really the one waiting for this.

i actually like the fact that their pace don't match perfectly (it's quite noticeable in the 10th mix) but that they relationship still works really well. theyre super cute????

[fandom-geek]

i think the thing that really gets me about pre-canon durge is their absolute sense of duty, and their utter isolation outside of the cult of bhaal.

most of the cultists seem eager to see durge upon their return, and one even says they were the first to feed him flesh. gortash tells them of an exhibition of a bhaalspawn's corpse and another bhaalspawn's creations and durge immediately plans to attack the hall of wonder to recover them. they then apparently entrust said bhaalspawn's corpse to sceleritas fel to "restore" through taxidermy. they deride orin for her artistry with corpses explicitly because "bhaal will never care" and because orin "[does] not understand lord bhaal".

even their infamous prayer for forgiveness is framed around their absolute submission to bhaal's plans, and the crime that requires forgiveness? admiring his rival's chosen. that's one line, and the next three paragraphs are swearing to carry out his plan exactly as they've been told to, all for his forgiveness.

hell, even their room reinforces this. orin has barely touched the place aside from installing her mother's corpse and her manifesto - and that is some of the only decoration. what was it before orin, an empty room with skulls, a bed, a desk, some chests and a wardrobe?

the durge didn't have any semblance of a life outside of bhaal, aside from gortash. and is it any surprise? the only other hint they ever had a life outside of the cult is the flashback of kid durge murdering their adopted family, all thanks to their father's urging.

bhaal even tries to force them back into isolation after they've been tadpoled by forcing them to kill alfira, and then trying to force a durge who resists him to kill their lover. if they continue resisting, bhaal kills them. bhaal will not allow them to have a life outside of him and, if it weren't for jergal, he would've succeeded.

[neon-catarina]

proteus art dump, if you even care 😒

[eloquentsisyphianturmoil]

Gandalf said ‘do not offer me that’, Galadriel said ‘I would be a queen, great and terrible,’ but Elrond said ‘get that the fuck away from me’ and this is nonsensical.

The other keepers of the elven rings were most challenged by the One, why not Elrond? Is his struggle merely hidden? Is it his Maia blood? Is it simply his mixed blood? Is that why Aragorn withstood, too?

Canonically the race of men are most easily corrupted, yet Elrond half-elven, who is almost 40% man, doesn’t notably bat an eyelash. Why?

[turtleblogatlast]

Something I love about Leo is that, canonically, he IS capable of cooking, he’s just completely incapable of using a toaster. He’s banned from the kitchen not out of an inability to make edible food, but because being within six feet of a toaster causes the poor appliance to spontaneously combust.

[ghouldnight]

What would intimacy and sex with König look like? Is he kinky, rough, slow etc

Great question! I'll start with saying, like anyone, he's a human so he has a variance in taste.

NSFW Under the cut. MDNI 18+

I'll be starting with the fact that he prefers intimacy alone over sex and sexual contact. Intimacy, for him, is all about a connection. He's one who would rather lay curled together with his loved one on a cold winter night, holding each other close, listening to the beat of their heart. He'd much rather watch their lashes flutter as they stir awake, the sleepy smile on their face at waking up next to him isn't something he'd ever trade for the whole world.

Those tender moments where your souls are bared matter more to him than sex alone.

That being said, I know I'm going to disappoint a lot of people with this, he doesn't have a high drive. He's in his 40's, a lot of his libido is out the window. He wasn't really interested in it in the first place. After all, he's not a fan of people, he wasn't a fan of being touched, and letting someone THAT close to him is incredibly nerve wracking and scary.

Yes, he does have a lot of testosterone still and very much can get going. But he's learned how to manage with that and adrenaline, especially when he's in working mode and is usually quite stressed or always on the alert.

When he's home though, he's able to properly wind down and 'take care' of things. He isn't really huge on masturbation just because it never really did much for him. It was just a stress reliever and a way to express some pent up nervousness or energy, or a way to get a quick rush of oxytocin if he was feeling particularly depressed.

The only time he'll actively be sexual is when he's found a romantic partner who he is comfortable with. He's not doing one night stands or finding hook ups, he needs someone he knows he can trust and someone who will accept him for everything that he is.

Sexual contact and intimacy are usually intertwined when you're having your first time with him. He doesn't exactly do it often so of course, he's going to be a bit nervous. Not to mention, he's at his most vulnerable - physically, mentally, and emotionally.

The first time you do anything with him, it won't simply be having sex. It will be making love. Sweet, tender, intimate, passionate. He's going to make every second, every breath count, he's savoring it as if it were the sweetest fruit of the season. One of your hands will always be captured in his, he's not letting you go. He doesn't like letting his mouth leave any part of you for too long either.

Though he's taking you missionary (if you find that agreeable), that doesn't mean it will be boring or any less intense. He'll look into your eyes as he sputters all the words of praise and love and devotion that he knows in his native tongue, the most lovestruck expression softening every one of his features. There's no denying the love he has or how he feels as he steals your breath with his tongue yet again, pulling you even closer.

Any time after that, once the flood gates are opened, it really depends on how he and you both feel.

The only true consistency, aside from that, is he really has an oral fixation. He likes tasting you. Whether that's by French kissing or nibbling on your collar bone or going down on you and showing you just what his pretty mouth can do, he's game for it. It's part of how he shows his appreciation, and devotion. Not to mention, he's simply enamored by all of you - tasting you in a way no one else can is a privilege he'll never take for granted. Worship is always fitting when you're on your knees ;) (or more correctly, he's on his) and he's all too happy to pray

His greatest preference is for passionate lovemaking where you're simply getting lost in each other. But he's not opposed to doing other things, as long as it makes you happy. The only thing he'll usually refuse are quickies. He just doesn't feel it gives him enough time and he can't get into it, especially since it usually means he can't do aftercare right after if you're both being rushed. Not to say he won't do it at all, but he'd rather not.

Otherwise, he'll try most anything. His greatest pleasure is existing with and pleasing his partner. He's not exactly the kinkiest out there but he has plenty of non-vanilla thoughts that he'll be happy to share with you. He certainly has a thing for roleplay, primal play, and tantric sex, as well as things like outdoor sex, body worship, bondage, dry humping, and orgasm denial/edging. Anything that can heighten the experience, he's especially game for.

Just bring it up to him and he'll likely consider. As with anything, he KNOWS kink is all about consent and such things have to be discussed beforehand. He'll never spring it on you as a spur of the moment thing and he knows how to handle aftercare.

Aftercare is probably near topping the sex alone, it's amazing. He likes caring for his partner and/or being cared for. He'll do whatever you need him to. He's already got that nice, hot bath set up so you can soak as he'll hold you close and wash you off with those fancy soaps and scrubs you like so much. He's got the snacks ready, your blankets are in the dryer, he's not letting you stress for a second or go feeling any bit unloved or unappreciated. To let someone close enough to him to where he'd have sex is the ultimate intimacy and ultimate trust - he's going to damn well value it and show you just how much he cares. If you say it, he'll do it, he's already watching your every move and trying his best to predict your needs and wants.

He'll never leave you unsatisfied (if he had to, he'd make up for it tenfold the next time), and he'll always care for you after. Always. Cuddling up and embracing after such an soul connecting experience as you admire the little marks of love littered all over one another is the only proper way to fall asleep that night, as far as he's concerned.

[royaldoge7370]

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