#headcanon: soft spot

[novaneondream]

Anyways what kind of music do you think Eri listens to

[panrao]

Spoilers, it's dysphoria

[superbat-love]

Clark: Bruce, can I ask for a reaaally tiny favor?

Bruce: What is it, Clark?

Clark: How do you feel about a new addition to the Cave? You know, since it’s mostly just you and Alfred. Alfred wouldn't mind some extra company, would he?

Bruce: Alfred enjoys his peace and quiet. Now spit it out.

Clark: Okay, okay! I found a little bat earlier today. He seemed injured and his wing was probably clipped by a car. I patched him up at home, but he needs a safe place to recover. You have plenty of... uh... "bat-friendly" facilities in the Cave, right?

Bruce: My facilities are for surveillance and crimefighting, not wildlife rehabilitation.

Clark: Come on, Bruce! Look at this little guy! [shows him a picture of a fluffy bat with a bandaged wing on top of a Batman pillow]

Bruce: ...It is rather small.

Clark: See? You won’t even notice him! He'd be right at home with the other bats. They can be bat buddies!

Bruce: My "bat buddies" are not pets, Clark. They are wild animals that I try to maintain a respectful distance from.

Clark: Pleaaase? Think about how scared this bat will be out there all alone! He’s just a baby, Bruce! And an orphan.

Bruce: ...

Clark: ...So?

Bruce: ...Fine. But if this bat crashes into my monitors, you're taking full responsibility.

Clark: Yes! Thanks, Bruce! You won't regret this. BB is a very well-behaved bat, you’ll love him. He’d make a great bat spy one day!

Bruce: A Superbat. Cute.

[artificial-angels]

I thought the angel devil on each of his shoulders was a silly concept

[nariism]

genshin bfs who give you the full royalty treatment:

you want something in particular for lunch? they're already throwing on their shoes to go buy it for you.

had a long day? he's going to smother you in affection and praise until he's the only thing you can think of.

he's making you breakfast in the morning and it's always your favourite or what you were craving the day before (because he's good at remembering all the little things you mention).

and he's only this way for you— no one else would ever get to know such a sappy side to him. he is probably well respected in his nation: someone of high status who's been treated so well his whole life, so he knows exactly how to pamper you. ≧◡≦

diluc, NEUVILLETTE, AYATO, cyno

© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms.

[sheawritesstuff]

Redacted David / Angel Headcanons

[In no particular order]

✩ David gave Angel free rein to decorate their entire house except for the kitchen and the garden

✩ Angel tried befriending a venomous spider once and cried when David killed it

✩ David loves beard scratches and enjoys Angel touching his face in general

✩ Angel has an absurd amount of charms and trinkets on their keychain

✩ David intentionally sets his most recently worn hoodies on the edge of the laundry hamper so Angel doesn't have to dig through it

✩ Angel tried being big spoon exactly one (1) time and decided the backpack life was not for them

✩ David's hands are almost always just cold enough to be startling

✩ One of David's most prized memories is taking Angel to "meet" his parents

✩ Angel's style is maximalism that almost verges on hoarding while David prefers dark minimalism - over the course of their relationship he slowly accepted their chaos as part of their home's atmosphere and came to find comfort in it

✩ David still has his dad's leather jacket and, on his worst days, will spray his dad's old cologne on it and curl up with it as close to him as possible

✩ Angel, Asher, and Darlin have an arm wrestling competition nearly every time they're in the same room, they have yet to convince David to join despite their best efforts

✩ Most people tell David he looks like his dad, so he gets unbelievably happy when one of the older pack members tells him he looks like his mom

✩ Despite being a human space-heater, Angel is still a blanket hog

✩ David always stops at kids' lemonade stands and tips them with whatever pocket change he has

[nightthinker-08]

*Taps mic* Yall gotta promise me to be normal about this or Im never drawin em like this again alright? Okay. Anyway hope yall enjoy this twink Pomni

[chuluoyi]

OOOOO gojo meeting your parents when you both are dating!! Would they like/dislike him? Shovel talks? What abt your older/little siblings (if you have any!) but I’d love to see how that would play out!!

oh my despite how he said that meeting your parents will be such a breeze, gojo is tiny weeny nervous inside💁🏻‍♀️ these are the people who will decide if he can have your hand in marriage or not

“but don’t worry! i know how to charm people!” he’d say, or at least that’s what he makes himself believe…

and the result? your mother indeed adores him. she’s swooning even to have such a banger for a son-in-law, but your father…

he knows a rabid dog when he sees one🤭 his tone against him is always snappy, even warning—sometimes it reminds gojo of you. now he knows, you’re just like him.

and when both of them are away from you and your mother’s earshots…

“can you promise me to take care of my daughter?” your father asks in a rather serious manner and gojo actually gulps because this is the first time he ever initiates a conversation.

“o-oh, yes sir…”

“in my eyes, she’s still a kid. i remember consoling her after she fell and scraped her knee. in my eyes, she’s my most precious treasure.”

that gets him speechless. in actuality, he doesn’t relate, but one thing he knows is that your father loves you very, very much.

seeing his somewhat puzzled expression, your father gives him a pat on the shoulder. “you’ll understand once you have a child of your own.”

another silence before your father sighs. “and should the two of you decide to… separate—”

“that won’t happen,” gojo immediately snaps, certain and solid. that’s one thing he knows to be true. no one else but you for him.

“i’m talking if. should that happen, don’t hurt her too much. just return her to me.”

somehow something inside him lurches. your family treasures you this much. and with him taking you away from them, he has to show you the same kind of love tenfold.

and over the years, he’d learn how his son is the most precious thing ever, and how that’s also a reminder for him to cherish you, as what he has promised your father and himself.

[cleromancy]

jason coming home to see tim and his friends zonked out in a cuddle puddle on the pull out couch in front of the end credits of a bad horror movie and like... specifically getting a blanket to cover tim And Only Tim LOL

[fourraccoonsinacoat]

*At their weekly triforce of evil board meeting.*

Ketheric: Araj has some new elixirs she's experimenting with and is asking for a gnoll to test them on.

Durge: No.

Ketheric: What?

Durge: Let me elaborate; tell bitchtits to get fucked.

Gortash: *Snorts*

Ketheric: You have twelve of them! Surely you can spare one?

Durge: "Get fucked. Love, Durge." Write that down and send it to her.

Ketheric: Gods below! I'll go send one of the gnolls, myself!

Gortash: I wouldn't recommend doing that.

Ketheric: Why?

Durge: Because then I'd have twelve gnolls and a dead body.

Gortash: Technically, he's already-

Durge: NOBODY ASKED YOU, ENVER!

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BG3 Incorrect Quotes Masterlist.

[youruinedmylifebynotbeingreal]

[rebee-sweetie]

A/N: Honestly, I don’t completely agree with the posts that say Bakugo is gentle dating you, but I will agree he has a soft spot. So here’s my take on that.

Bakugo Katsuki x Reader fluff, small head-canons?

Katsuki is very much is in love with you, but still is rough on the outside. He’s prickly, grumpy, and loud. But you know he loves you.

He has nicknames that are still a little rude but specially picked in his own way. The nickname might come off condescending, but it’s a double edged sword. Because in his heart he associates it with something very sweet.

Nicknames like “Chipmunk!” Because he likes how you puff out your cheeks like one. Or “Butterfingers” because of your clumsy self, but secretly he loves it. “Crybaby” because you’re too sensitive about topics but in reality he loves the way your eyes sparkle and your lashes become thick and wet from fat tears.

If you duel with him or want to wrestle, he doesn’t play nice and sure as hell won’t let you win. Because that’s just Katsuki. But he loves watching you struggle and sweat trying to pin him to the floor. Chuckling as you puff out hot hair, face beet red, and hair sporadically tangled on your face. He’ll let out a hearty chuckle shortly followed by saying “Dumbass.”

If you chew at your nails or pick at your fingers he’ll call it and you ‘disgusting’. It’ll hurt your feelings at first but he sees it as a bad habit that takes away from your pretty hands and it’s unclean. Same goes for if you leave dishes to ‘soak’ or leave dirty clothes on the ground. He’ll swat you with a broom if he finds you walking around with shoes indoors.

He’s not very good with words of affirmation. In fact, he stinks at it. But he’s good with acts of service and sometimes physical touch. I imagine growing up the Bakugo’s showed their love through acts of service and harsh words, so it’s only natural it’s his love language too. If he finds you crying, it’ll make him uncomfortable to try to comfort you. He’s awkward, stiff, and struggles to sound sweet. Instead he cooks a hot meal and draws a bath for you, waiting with a steamed towel. When you thank him he’ll respond with a grunt and nod.

He might not be very kind to you or others nor be very graceful with words, but he’s protective. Only he can say shit about you. Only he can bully and condescend you because he doesn’t really mean it. If anyone else dares to fuck with you, they won’t live to see tomorrow. He’s a man who sticks to a promise, and his threats will be carried through. In some regards he’ll be overprotective. He doesn’t like you walking outside alone and sticks close to you at a bar.

Last but not least, when it’s just you both alone and the moment is tender, he truly is sweet. It’s not very often you see it, but that’s why it’s so special. Pulling you into his lap, nuzzling into your neck. Quiet and gentle whispers tickling your ear. It’s so out of character for him but this is the sweet boy hiding away at the core of his soul. Nothing sexual, no strings attached, just wanting to spend time with you and be vulnerable. And when I say it is just the two of you, it is. No windows, no person able to walk in, no paparazzi snooping around. Just the two of you, no one else can see it but you.

[lycheedr3ams]

Currently laying on my bed, giggling like a schoolgirl and kicking my feet in my fuzzy snowflake socks as I talk to my friend about how I love the thought of big scary strong men turning soft for a woman they like and not knowing how to show that… also… könig as pyramid head from dbd

For context, this convo started when I told my friend how I’m going to a haunted walkthrough this Friday, and I hope a masked actor comes up and traps me against a wall or something

[confused-wanderer]

Kid flash and robin challenge them saying they’re better friends and therefore a better dynamic.

Barry and batman’s overly competitive nature has kicked in and now they’re all in danger

[shiftingparadise]

Soft Spot Part 12

Okay, so this is just ANGST. I want to redeem Chrollo in the next chapter though 😭

As promised @rotten-pomegranate, I hope you like this one as well, even though it isn't as sweet as the other chapter 🤍.

Word count: 1276

Warnings: ANGST ANGST ANGST (no smut)

“Fei?”, Chrollo’s eyes darted to Feitan’s. “What?”. “Our darling seems unharmed”. “So?”, Feitan frowned. “Hm”, Chrollo smirked, his eyes empty. “Fei?”. “What?”, Feitan gritted his teeth. “You’ll be joining the others on that heist tonight”. “W-what?”, Feitan’s eyes widened, “You didn’t tell me-“. “I’m still your boss, little Fei”, Chrollo coldly flipped through the book he was holding. “Tsk”, Feitan’s heart started to race. He didn’t want to be treated like a pet. “Oh, and pack your bags. Tonight’s only for gathering intel. You’ll stay at a hotel for a few days”.

Feitan didn’t want to go. He didn’t want to leave you alone.

“What about her? You’re going to hurt her, aren’t you?”. “Me?”, a smirk on his pale face, “Don’t be foolish. I’m not like you”. “Promise me-“. “What’s this, little Fei? Have you grown soft?”.

Feitan froze. Sure, Chrollo was a ruthless man, but that look in his eyes… It was the first time Feitan felt what it was like to be on his bad side.

“You don’t trust her with me?”. “No”, Feitan coldly answered. “Hm”, Chrollo closed his book, “I wanted you to punish her, but it seems you already forgave her little slip-up”.  “She learned her lesson”. “Did she?”, a cold chuckle, “You know there’s no point in lying to me”. “I-“. “Pack your stuff, little Fei. The driver will be here shortly”.

Feitan turned around. There wasn’t anything he could do. You got into this mess, and it didn’t matter how much he wanted to get you out of it, arguing with Chrollo would only fuel his anger even more.

“Where’s she?”. “In her room. Why? Want to wish her a nice evening like a good boyfriend?”. “Tsk”, Feitan tried to ignore the burning sensation in his chest.

Feitan hurried up the stairs, swinging the doors to your room open without warning.

“Darling?”, Feitan’s eyes darted across the room. “Y/N?!”. “Oh, is our darling missing?”, Chrollo’s cold voice came from behind. “What have you done? Where is she?!”. “I don’t know”, a smirk still plastered on his face. “Tell me”, Feitan’s nails digging into his palms. “I’m sure she’ll be back by the time you’re back”. “Where is she?”, Feitan tried to control his emotions. “Don’t worry, little Fei”, Chrollo smiled before disappearing into his room. Feitan knew it was futile to pursue this argument. Chrollo wouldn’t tell him where you were, and even if he tried to find out… “Fuck”, Feitan punched in the nearest wall, “You’ll only hurt her more if I try to go after her, won’t you?”. “Ding ding ding”, Chrollo was leaning against his doorframe, “Now go on, little Fei. Maybe next time you’ll learn to obey my orders, even when it’s about our darling”.

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“W-where am I?”.

You were sitting on a chair, your hands tied behind your back.

“Hm, still as beautiful as ever”, an all too familiar voice rang through the dark. “H-huh”, you lifted your chin as you desperately tried to break free. “That won’t do”, footsteps drew closer, “My bungee gum doesn’t break, not even with skilled nen-users”. “H-hisoka?”, your eyes wide open. “Hm? You remember me?”, his nose brushed against your ear, “Well, I suppose I left a good impression then?”. “F-feitan and Chrollo-“. “Oh, no, no, no”, Hisoka faked a pout, “Your precious boyfriend put me up to this. I’m afraid no one will come to your rescue this time”. “That’s a lie”, your body shaking in fear. “Is it?”, Hisoka’s hand rested on your shoulder, “Let’s see…”.

Your breath hitched as the magician walked in front of you, his phone lighting up in the dark.

“Where is it…”, he scrolled through his phone, “Ah, here:  “Our darling acted out of place. I need you to remind her of what happens to greedy girls”. “N-no-“. “Hm”, a devilish smirk on his face as he held out his phone, “So, what do you say darling? Ready to teach your lesson?”.

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“Had your fun?”, Chrollo’s voice faintly reached your ears. “She’s … Well”, Hisoka chuckled, “She’s extraordinary”. “Where’s she?”. “Where you left her”, Hisoka’s footsteps faded, “Oh, and I may have gone a bit too far”. “What do you mean? I told you to scare her. I told you that you couldn’t touch her”. “Well, I’m sure she’s scared”. “Hisoka?!”, Chrollo’s eyes widened as he realized his mistake, but the magician was already gone.

He quickened his pace to the room he left you behind.

“Darling? Where are you?”.

You could hear his voice and an unmatched anger rose to your chest.

“Darling?!”, Chrollo’s eyes widened as he saw you curled up on the floor. “D-don’t touch me”, your voice faint. “Darling-“. “Don’t you dare”, your body started to shiver in anger and fear.

Chrollo’s eyes glided over your body. It was only then that he noticed your shirt was torn, and your skirt ripped, a tsunami of fear flooded over his heart.

“W-what did he do?”. “Leave me alone”. “Did he hurt you? Did he-“. “What if he did? You wanted me to learn my lesson, right?”, you darkly chuckled as you covered your head with your arms, “You’re a sick man. I never want to see your face again. I’d rather die here than go with you”. “I didn’t mean for him to hurt you”, Chrollo’s voice broke, “I just wanted him to scare you. You have to believe me”. “And that’s just as sick”, you couldn’t bring yourself to raise your voice. “Darling, I’m not leaving you here. You know that”, Chrollo picked you up from the floor, ignoring the bruises on your body.

He expected you to struggle, to scream at him… but he didn’t get any recognition that he even existed. Your silence was far worse than any punch or words you could’ve thrown at him.

"Darling, please. Talk to me", his grip around your body tightened. "Please, don't do this. Don't shut me out. I'm sorry. I really am-". "There's nothing inside", your hand rested on his chest, "At least Feitan has a heart". "Darling", Chrollo wanted to pull you close to show you that he never meant for this to happen; that his jealousy clouded his judgement. "Please, Y/N", Chrollo gently placed you on the backseat, "Forgive me". "Never", you didn't look at him, "I'll never forgive you for this".

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“Where’s she?”, Feitan was still unaware of everything that had happened. “In her room”. Chrollo seemed more pale than usual, dark bags underneath his eyes. “What have you done?!”. “I didn’t mean to-“. “Huh?”, Feitan threw his bag on the ground, “What have you done?!”. “She’s upstairs”, Chrollo brushed through his hair, “She won’t talk to me anymore, won’t acknowledge my presence”. “Darling?!”, Feitan ran upstairs, his heart filled with worry.

“Feitan?”, you slowly lifted your head from your pillow. “Y/N, what happened?”. “Y-you didn’t know? I know you didn’t! I know you’d never be that cruel”, you started to cry; tears flooding your face. “Y/N, what happened?”, Feitan immediately pulled you in his arms, holding your body close. “C-chrollo left me with Hisoka”. “He what?”, Feitan’s voice suddenly went ice-cold. “He left me with Hisoka to punish me and Hisoka hurt me-“. “What did he do? Show me”, Feitan pulled away studying your body. You slowly showed the bruises on your body. “Did he do anything else?”, Feitan’s touch felt featherlight. “N-no”, you shook your head, “But I think Chrollo believes he did-“. “Doesn’t matter, I’m getting you out of here. You and me. Just us. I’m not leaving you with him for another second”.

Chrollo stood in the hallway, and for once his heart broke. He never felt this sentimental, caring… Sure, you were his favorite and he thought he loved you but this feeling… This was something new. Suddenly, he realized he never loved you, not until now. He wanted to scare you, to punish you properly but he didn’t realize how sick his mind was. How could he do something like this? Even to scare you? How could he do this to someone he loved?

“Grab your stuff”, Feitan’s voice rung through the hallway, “Before I’m going to kill him”.

[bythepen98]

Severus 🐍

Aside from Harry and Hermione, he is arguably the next character whose pov I read about the most (gen or ship wise). Can't help that he's too interesting of a character for me to ignore when written right.