#i came up with a 'system' last night for if i make a voice headcanon video

[bayleaf-2]

I've been doing a lot of voice headcanons for Lyra lately because I guess that's what happens when I start fleshing out characters??

So their playlist is full of Penelope Scott now because she's like so close.

I found a song that got put into both Lyra and Vivi which is fascinating and annoying and hilarious all at once to me Lyra and Vivi are both on a sliding scale of "just my voice" for Reasons with a few key differences:

Lyra's higher than mine because when I get exasperated my voice tends to get higher and this man has not had a dull moment in at least a month (aka i'll. Yell a lot and then the session ends and im like 'oh right my voice is down here')

Vivi's slightly lower than mine in addition to being a bit more softspoken because they're freaking Tired

So the fact that a song managed to cover both of those grounds is really funny to me

(in case the embed's not loading it's Bugbear by chloe moriando)

[jackiepackiee]

Hi pooks do could you do romantic headcanons for the flags (anyone you'd like) with a reader that goes absolutely quiet after an argument, but it's not silent treatment, it's just that they've grown so used to it.(totally didn't base it on me, totally not.)

But only if you're comfortable with it of course!

Have a great day or night and take care.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐹𝓁𝒶𝑔𝓈 𝓍 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

𝒬𝓊𝒾𝑒𝓉 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓇𝑔𝓊𝒾𝓃𝑔

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 - 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

𝒯𝓎𝓅𝑒 - 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈

Iceman

The terrifying thing about your arguments is that Iceman is not very talkative

Or expressive for that matter

So when you’re afraid of his reaction, and he doesn’t have any signs of obvious anger or sadness…

Well, it’s scary!

He’s a big guy

So the argument is going… alright

Bad of course, you’re fighting, but it’s not that bad

Until he makes this face

It’s a sorta of distance, anger that he never ever shows

And god, does it set your brain off

Although, only you know that

Because to everyone else, your face is blank and you’re completely silent

He is confused

I mean, that’s his job?!

To be rather stoic, not you!

His lover, he knows you

And he knows this isn’t normal for everyday behavior

The argument ends there

He’s too confused to speak

So… he figures you’re upset

And when he does, he pauses

Then, he hugs you

Pushing back his coat to have your arms wrap his waist

Covering you from the world

He doesn’t know what to do for you other than a hug

A kiss would be too much? And his voice is calming, however he fears that he’ll stumble his words and make things worse

So, a hug

He’ll be okay with silence, as long as you’re okay by the end of it

Pianoman

He’s a good arguer… unfortunately

His authority shows when he fights and it is QUICK to scare

He doesn’t intend this, but work has changed him

He is so used to dealing with men who’s entire job is full of gun shots and shouts being barked orders at

So he forgets that you’re his sweet lover, and can’t handle the very intense energy

If anything confuses him, it’s silence

I mean, the flags are LOUD

Albatross always joking with Doc, Chuuya telling them off. Lippmann practicing lines with Iceman on book

But his lover shouldn’t be silent

He sorta… freezes?

Finally realizes that you haven’t put a word in for the last 5 minutes

It’s just been… nothing

A blank stare, crossed arms, and a closed mouth

He felt bad with a deep feeling inside his chest

He gave you time, thinking you’d need it

He walked out awkwardly

And left you in the apartment

He goes for a drive, and comes back

When you’re still quiet, he decides action is needed

A kiss on your hand and up for arm

Ending on your lips followed by an “I’m sorry”

He pets your cheek, pulling you against him

It’ll be okay

He is VERY happy when you’re back to speaking

But for now… he can live with the silence you desire

Doc

He isn’t the argument type

But he works too hard!!

And you’re so concerned for him

I mean, he is sick himself so he shouldn’t be around others with a weakened immune system

He is stubborn and defensive, much to your dismay

And he isn’t easy to convince

Your concern over takes you

What once caused words to spill from your mouth at him, now made you silent

He thought you needed a second to think

Process your next sentence

But that next sentence never came

He stares at you, but stays silent too

Maybe this is the vibe now?

Forgive him, he’s more physical and not mental

It finally comes to him that you’re not going to talk

He stares at you for a while

Then he turns to his pocket

He gets… a lollipop?

He always gives his patients lollipops when they’re sad, you know this

So you take it with a weary hand

But… it’s so sweet!

By the time you finish it, you are feeling better

You may not speak for the rest of the night

But! You will feel better emotionally

Chuuya

Fights… well they happen

Serious fights are normal, especially for the double whammy of you two being teens and a couple

He tries his absolute best to not yell

But, his resolve is only so strong

He’s naturally loud

His words aren’t that mean, as he saves those for people he thinks deserve them

And you? He would never love a bad person

That doesn’t mean it isn’t hurtful

So… when his voice raises the way it does when he’s talking to an enemy, you freeze

No longer responding

He isn’t how he is with Dazai, not at all

He notices your change the SECOND you stopped

His heart stopped, thinking you’re scared of him!

That’s one of his biggest fears

He needs to you feel safe with him because you are safe

It doesn’t occur to him it’s the argument making you upset, and not him scaring you

You sad eyes look into him

Body vulnerable and shying away

“Hey… I didn’t mean it.”

He isn’t great with apologies, so this is a bit of a shot in the dark for him

And he isn’t sure why you’re quiet, but he hates it

Unless you ask, he won’t leave you alone for a SECOND

“I’m sorry.”

He sorta rambles out a bunch of words

But one string of them sticks out, the last one he says

“I love you.”

That was the first time he said that

He was so scared you feared him, he wanted to confess truth

And that was enough to let you speak again

Albatross

Alby isn’t exactly… emotionally mature

So when your arguments get truly serious instead of mock and banter, it’s a lot

His colder tone, sharp eyes

He obviously forgets how scary he is

There is a certain growl in the bass of his voice

So, for you it’s no surprise that you can no longer say anything

Words don’t even form

And he melts back into his old self

“Baby?”

He walks over to you… and pokes your cheek

Something that always makes you giggle

But no, not even a smile

Internally, he’s freaking out

So, he walks to the kitchen

He gets little note pads and a pen

He asks you to write down anything

How are you feeling?

Is your throat suddenly hurt?

Can you talk, but don’t wanna?

After each, he gives you a cheek kiss

As a sort of reward for communicating

Finally, he picks you up and whisks you to bed

You’ll be okay in the morning, especially with his cuddling

Lippmann

Lippmann is not the type to get into arguments

He is silver tongued and he knows it

It’s quite literally his job at the port mafia

So when you do fight, he’s a bit unhinged

Since the topic has to be very specific or important

If he knows one thing, it’s how to interpret words

Loads of different types of speaking, tone, speed

He’s a master of speech

So silence?

He is confused

How is he supposed to work with this?

And that makes him realize, “I shouldn’t think of my love as another port mafia case. I need to be genuine”

And his real talent comes out

He gives you time

Before simply pulling you with him to the couch

He puts on a movie, and turns the cold silence to something comfortable and warm

What a guy

[riddles-fiddles]

Heartslabyul boys with a pregnant S/O

Synopsis: I'm dealing with terrible baby ferver so I need to get this out of my system. Headcanons to how the boys react to your pregnancy all thorough the months. Characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Trey Clover, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Cater Diamond Tags: SFW, fluff, domestic fluff Notes: AFAB gender neutral reader, cw pregnancy and birth

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⁀➷ Riddle Rosehearts – poor man hasn't had one single good night's rest ever since the pregnancy test came positive. Riddle is over the moon with the news, of course, but stressed just as much; he knows there's a lot going on with your body and a growing baby can seriously wear you off, so he's always checking up on you, and the doctor's appointments turned into a routine. He's worried and delighted all the same, making sure you're comfortable and your needs are always met. He's pampering you rotten and doesn't even mind your mood swings; he learned to be a lot more patient and permissive from them. Regarding weird pregnancy cravings - no, he won't allow you to eat screws with ketchup, but will provide you with a nutritious meal, mapping your weird requests and directing them in healthy and safe foods.

And though he looks stiff and on alert constantly, he immediately relaxes when he lays by your side, head resting on your chest while his arm gently hugs your belly in a protective way. It's also really cute to watch the way he gasps in surprise and his face go alight with sincere affection when the baby kicks, reacting to his words.

Riddle likes to plan beforehand, so he can avoid facing unpleasant surprises, knowing how to act and be dependable like the responsible father he is supposed to be. He hates to be reminded about his neglected childhood, about how his father would barely make appearances during important events of his life and the way his mother was a strict tyrant who only controled him his whole life. He wants to be better, someone much different from both his parental figures - he wants to be perfect, loving, someone who can make you feel safe and comfortable, taking everything to the smallest detail. So when you lift your eyes to face him, he feels a sense of dread as your features slowly changes from relaxed to one of horror. "Riddle... I think my water broke," those words freezes him on the spot, and he's more terrified than you. Shake his nerves off so he can drive you to the hospital, please, or else he's the one giving birth on the spot. Don't worry though, he'll not leave your side for one single moment once you reach the delivery room, massaging your hand and cooing softly against your ear to try and make the process less terrifying.

⁀➷ Trey Clover – he's a lot more busy ever since you gave the good news. Trey has been working a lot more at his parents bakery and even making side jobs to ensure your growing family's comfort; though mama and papa Clover have both been deeply delighted and eager to extend their help in whatever aspect you may need, Trey is determined to be a providing, responsible father. Of course, he will not stop you from working if you wish to, but will talk you in staying home by the last trimesters, and he looks so worried it's convincing enough. He always comes home late at night, exhausted and worn off, but you're always greeted with the sweetest smile of satisfaction and affection when he comes to lay by your side, wrapping you on his arms and planting loving kisses on your face as he's lulled by your voice talking about how was your day.

He's always sending you messages or calling you to know how you're doing between breaks, and always tries to accompany you during doctor's appointment. If for some reason - like being called to work - he can't be present, he'll ask his mother to go to the appointments with you, just to be sure. He hates that most times he will be too busy to do everything by your side, but will find comfort on the fact that everything will pay off at the end. He is a little disappointed to know that you won't be allowed to eat his sweets, but makes adaptations of your favourite desserts - no sugar with fresh and natural ingredients. Maybe they aren't as tasty as before, but somehow it still feels sweets and are enough to sate your cravings. And no matter how weird they are, Trey will be happy to indulge them, as long as you don't request for something dangerous.

Similar to Riddle, Trey is thinking ahead of time. He has reserved two bags with hospital essentials, one for the baby and one for you, just to be ready when time comes. And when you go into labour, he's quick to react and drive you safely to the hospital, staying by your side until everything calms down, cheering on you and providing comfort the whole time.

⁀➷ Cater Diamond – he was... surprised to know about your pregnancy. He wasn't actively looking forward to be a parent, but he quickly warmed to the idea just from looking at how happy you looked. Also, that meant cute baby pics and another excuse to pull you on his arms to take cheesy photos together. Cater keeps on the easy-going, confident demeanor around you to keep you at ease, but he's swirling with anxiety and doubts inside his mind; his idea regarding parenting isn't one of the best, being manipulated all his live by his sisters and even mother, not to mention that his father's absence for the sake of his own job took a toll on any practical exp he could have on the matter. But he still tries, and he tries hard; suddenly, his Magicam feed is flooding with maternity-dedicated influencers and he's diligent enough to write down the most useful and important tips.

He's also looking for fun, cute pregnancy trends to pull you into, something to take your minds off the scary aspects of it all. He tries to act all mysterious on his stories and new posts, giving out hints and it surprisingly explodes in likes and comments - everybody is on their toes for the day Cater finally announces the pregnancy, and when he makes it public, he's documenting everything, first bump, the ultrassounds, the development of the baby. Will send you memes about pregnancy and useful articles to read together. Also, you won't even need to voice out your needs, Cater's senses are heightened over the roof now and he's tending to them before you can even sigh. Need a hug? Already wrapping his arms around you. Want something hearty to eat? He's calling the best restaurant in town to deliver your comfort food.

Going to appointments with him is always fun; that's when he shows off his concerned side the more, questioning everything the doctor says, discussing articles he had previously read and asking about every little aspect to it. And when your due date comes, he's surprisingly quick to pack everything up like it was nothing, but don't expect him to drive you to the hospital. His arms and legs are melting the moment he sits down. While in labour, he will try his best to make his presence on the delivery room, letting you hold his hand and scream at his ears, but the moment he sees blood, he's fainting. Nope, can't take it at all, he 's just too anxious about it.

⁀➷ Ace Trappola – he's speechless about the news and it takes some time to finally dawn on him he's about to be a dad. Ace is a mix of curiosity, eagerness and reluctance; the aspect of raising a family of his own excites him, but is also scary. He's not particularly experienced with children and this is a whole new world for him, something he needs to learn from a blind spot - and damn, he struggles to keep an interest on pregnancy matters. Everything is too confusing or too hard for him, so he's quick to lose interest. Please, make things easy and fun for him so he can collect some good sense on his head. Ace seeks guidance from his father and older brother though, and at least they are a good influence on him; he learns about the delicate aspect of pregnancy and how he can help make things go less hard on you, so enjoy the next nine months - you'll see a new side of Ace, acting all gentlemanly and serious, at least most of the time.

Yes, he's still the mischievous, funny-loving Ace who will joke about something eventually, teasing you about how you can't bend down to get things on the floor, or how you're going nuts from craving weird ass foods, all the while fetching you anything you can't reach or cooking you a nice meal. He's got a reputation to uphold, you know? So don't you dare tell Deuce or Cater how much of a pleasing puppy he has become just to see you all happy and comfy! He'll never ever admit it, much less oblige to your requests in public, but the minute you have stepped foot inside... one "Ace" is all it takes and he's right by your side in one breath, no matter how far from you he is.

By your due date, Ace is a wrecking mess of nerves. He's lost, though he can't keep still; he runs around the house to fetch everything you might need, but he's always going around, just to make sure nothing is left behind. In front of the nurses, he acts all smug and cool, trying to hide how anxious he actually is as you're directed to the delivery room, but his hands betray him, trembling and sweating. If you want him on the room so you can hold his hands, please don't point out how teary eyed he is. ⁀➷ Deuce Spade – HAPPIEST BOY EVER!!!!!! Deuce lifts you off your feet and twirls you around, peppering your face with kisses the moment you reveal your pregnancy. Deuce is too embarrased to admit it, but truth is that he dreams about the day you two can grow a family together ever since your relationship got serious, and now that his dream has come true he can't contain his happiness! "MAMA! MAMA, I'M GOING TO BE A DAD!" Deuce is tearing up at the phone as he shares the wonderful news with his mother, and you can hear mama Spade squealing from the other side. Honestly, it's hard to pick out who's the more excited - you, Deuce, or mama Spade. As soon as she hears about the news, she's coming over with a basket of gifts - food, knitted baby socks and even some cream and beauty products she used on her pregnancy, congratulating you and Deuce on a big, tight hug. She's so proud of her babies and is gleamming from the prospect of finally being a grandmother - she can't wait to spoil your child rotten enjoy the glee of raising a child all over again, but only with the fun parts, of course. Mama Spade spends a lot of time around you two, teaching the basics and soothing your nerves. All the while, Deuce is clingier than ever, attentive and much more responsible; ever since the announcement of your pregnancy, he looks more regulated, calm and relaxed, or at least he is when it doesn't affect you.

He did threaten to throw hands with some guys staring at you while walking on the square, and also started a ruckus when you two were left on a waiting line on the supermarket for more than twenty minutes, but besides that... you have never seen him so chill. Just like Ace, Deuce is a pleasing puppy; you just need to mumble his name and he'll be right by your side, ready to get you anything. He rubs your shoulder, feet, hands, everything to make you feel less sore, giving you pillows to lean against and warm blankets, and reserves bigger, fresher portions of food for you. He's the kind of guy to wake up at 3 a.m. to drive you to mcdonals with a smile on his face or just comfort you from a nightmare. When you tell him you're going into labour, Deuce hurries up to the hospital, shouting at everyone to take you as priority, and that's when his delinquent boy spirit shines, scaring all the nurses to take you to the delivery room above all the other patients. He's over the moon as you grip onto his hand like your life depends on it, cheering you through your pushes and groans, and whispering how proud he is of you, and you can be sure he'll be balling his eyes out once he gets to hold the baby.

[sociopathicartist]

hiii!! i really love and appreciate your work! i was wondering if you could do more more (classic) sans x reader (romantic) headcanons? whenever you get the chance of course! thank you :)

hi! thanks for requesting, i had fun writing these:3

Classic!Sans x Reader romantic headcanons.

I’m pretty sure I’ve talked about how physically affectionate he’d be, but It’s something I think is great to talk about with Sans.

After a bad day, no matter the reason, the first thing he wants to do is just be wrapped up in your arms.

The touch- your touch- is a big comfort and like of his, so if you don’t live together yet and he’s had a bad day at work or he’s just dealing with life, poof! He’s there in your house. There’s not even time to react before he’s practically buried himself in your embrace, nuzzling his face into your neck and wrapping his arms snugly around your figure to bask in the fact that he just has you. That everything is okay now. It’s so difficult for him sometimes to grasp the idea that you’re not going anywhere, and you won't leave him despite anything, even if it’s something that neither of you has control over. He’s been told by people to enjoy your little honeymoon phase while it lasts, that one day he’ll take it all for granted and you’ll both be sick of each other, but after a bad day where he can just cling onto you and take in your scent, your looks, your voice, the feeling of your fingers running along his skull and spine, he doesn’t see how he’ll ever get used to it. Sometimes he’ll sit there for hours just wrapped in your arms without saying anything until he’s finally ready to talk about his bad day, and other times he’ll just end up passing out and waking up 8 hours later confused about when he even fell asleep.

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Since monsters don’t get sick until they are dying, you can imagine the fear whenever he sees you sick for the first time.

The concept of germs and infections is interesting to Sans. It’s so crazy to him how one little germ can just tear up a whole human immune system. Monsters don’t have this problem unless they’re dying, so hearing about other people getting sick was always so interesting for him to learn more about. Their symptoms, how it affects them, and how quickly they can recover.

Then he came home one day and saw you sick in bed, curled up under the plush covers feeling weak and tired.

He had no interest in germs and infections after that.

His obvious and immediate focus would be on you, rushing over to the bed and carefully pulling the covers back from over your head, and brushing some hair out of your face to see you.

‘baby, are you okay?’

‘you didn’t tell me you were sick. i would have come over sooner.’

‘i told you to take my jacket when we went out last night. are you sick from being cold outside?’

Even though he took care in raising Papyrus and has had experience in most caretaking situations, he had never dealt with a sick person before, he hadn’t even been to a monster funeral and seen them sick on their deathbed. Toriel had mentioned Frisk getting sick recently, right? What did she do?

So, his next focus will be on making you soup- or getting it from the store or his brother if his own attempts fail. (he hasn’t cooked in a while, give him a break). God forbid your throat start hurting too. He’s making sure you have enough blankets, a warm rag on your forehead, and despite being a bit worried you’ll throw up on him if he gets too cozy, he’s more than happy to give you small kisses and cuddles until you’re asleep or feeling better.

-

He talks about you to everyone.

It gets a bit nagging to hear after a while, especially for his coworkers who hear about you all the time.

‘oh my god, look at what y/n just sent me.’

‘check out this photo i took while we were out yesterday. aren’t they so pretty?’

‘that’s y/n’s favorite too.’

Everyone is aware both of you are together, there’s no avoiding the topic. How could he not talk about you to everyone? You’re so cool, amazing, and kind, there’s no reason he shouldn’t talk about you. A lot of people who you aren’t even aware exist know all about you. Sometimes whenever he takes you out to Grillbys or whenever you pop in to surprise him at his work with a homemade lunch, you can hear the snickers from his coworkers or friends whenever they realize who you are, practically famous to them now. He’s not sure if he’s talked about someone this much, but then again, dating you has had a positive influence on his behaviors and self-care, so maybe it’s not so bad that he never shuts up about you.

-

He can be avoidant to sentimental topics and conversations.

It’s not the best trait to be shut off about your feelings. Sans is very aware of that, and he’s trying his best to work on it now that he has you in the mix and relationships are built on a lot of sentimental topics and conversations.

Sans just has a hard time opening up about… anything, really. Most things people know about him are because they’ve seen him do it or they’ve heard something from someone else, almost never because he’s outright said something about himself. It was a hard adjustment to make whenever he started dating you, and still, even months or years later into your relationship, he finds himself getting nervous or choked up at trying to explain his bad day and why he’s feeling upset, or sharing past trauma with you that he wants you to know about, but it’s just suddenly very difficult to find the words, and it’s just suddenly very difficult to even speak. He might hit you with the classic subject change, or sudden diversion, but it never really works. Not whenever you know him so well and can easily see what he’s doing.

This takes a toll whenever it comes to arguments, big or small (which happen to everyone, no matter how healthy your relationship is). He really has to do his best to not just teleport away somewhere and ignore the ongoing situation like he used to do with 90% of his problems back underground, or really just before he met you. His stubborn personality also doesn’t help with any sort of arguments, but that doesn’t mean he’s manipulative with you (unless he’s cheating while you’re playing a card game together) and he doesn’t hesitate to call out one of your problems or apologize for his, it just makes it even harder for him to actually voice that he’s upset, or worried, or sad.

It doesn’t mean he doesn’t try, though. He does, and even though he still finds it difficult to share something with you sometimes, he does his best to talk with you about it anyways, and hold you close to him after any arguments.

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Petnames. He never thought he’d be a pet name guy, even in the crazy future where he started dating someone (which ends up happening, surprise surprise), but he guessed he should have seen it coming. He does use nicknames for most relevant people in his life, even if a simple shortened version of their name, ‘bro’, ‘buddy’, ‘tor’, ‘kiddo’, so it makes sense for him to naturally pick up on some for you too. Dating just unlocked a whole new vault of petnames he gets to use.

Babe would be a classic that he likes, he’s a simple guy after all. He likes how easy and thoughtless it is, and he nearly substitutes it for your name all together with how frequently he uses babe on you in his sentences.

‘no, babe, i’m serious.’

‘Serious? I thought you were Sans?”

Baby is also an easy one that he likes, but he only really uses it whenever one of you is upset, or when you’re sick or something of the sorts. He doesn’t like calling you Baby around other people. Maybe that’s because it feels more intimate and close to him for some reason, but it just rings as a more personal nickname.

‘baby, what happened?’

‘oh shit, baby, don’t cry.’

‘are you okay? c’mere, baby.’

There’s a few petnames that he likes using for more romantic settings too, whether that’s a date or a more intimate setting, and he just doesn’t feel like baby or babe sits right in the moment. Once again, he’s a fan of the more classic petnames following EX: Sweet-stuff, beautiful, pretty/handsome. All of the petnames he uses on you coordinate to their setting, and if he’s being honest, he doesn’t even realize he does that. It’s just whether or not the petname feels natural rolling off his tongue to you in the moment, but those are the select main ones he uses for different times or settings.

[theyanderespecialist]

Fearful Bunny (SCENARIO) Yandere William Afton X Survivor Reader (Five Nights At Freddy's)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am here with a new chapter! This chapter is a request from Tumblr. With a reader having Leporiphobia which is the phobia of rabbits. So I got the idea that Reader was supposed to be the 6th missing child. But instead, she got away. She had severe PTSD and repressed most of her memories. But it came with a deep-seated phobia of rabbits. Cause William Afton had worn his Spring Bonnie suit. 

(Disclaimer 1: READER IS AN ADULT IN THIS AT THE AGE OF 19

Disclaimer 2: William Afton is YANDERE ONLY WHEN HE MEETS YOU AGAIN WHEN YOU APPLY FOR A JOB!

Disclaimer 3: William Afton is not a good person, but he is NOT Yandere in canon. This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all. Simping for Fictional characters, fictional serial killers, and fictional yanderes is fine. Just do not simp for REAL LIFE ONES, and do NOT be gross or illegal! Yanderes and people like William Afton ARE NOT Okay to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon!) 

(No One's POV) 

(Name) had a deep phobia of rabbits. A terrible Phobia of them. All she could remember was that horrid rabbit face as she screamed. Since then she had the biggest fear of them. She has been down on her luck. She needs a job. So she is looking at the want ads. When she comes across an ad for a security guard job. The pay was shit, and the hours were almost as bad. 

She is desperate so she calls the phone number. 

"Hello, William Afton." The voice says. 

"Hi, I am calling about the security guard job." She tells him. 

"Very good, come by the Pizzeria." He says and hangs up. 

This is either a way to get her out there so he can kill her. Or he needs a security guard, bad. (Name) decided to take the risk, grabbing her mace just in case. She then drove to the pizzeria. It for sure had seen better days. Real better days. She shakes her head and gets out of her car. She sees a man waiting for her. He is lanky and has his hair done nicely. 

"Mr. Afton?" (Name) asks him. 

"Ah, you must be the girl who called me, please come to my office." He says after staring at (Nanme) for a minute. 

The two of them walk in and (Name) is having a case of Deja Vu but she shakes it off. They make it to his office and he has her sit down. 

"So, I am in a tight pinch, I need a security guard. So I will most likely hire you, just need to do the paperwork, so I can pay you at the end of the week." He tells her. 

She nods her head. 

"Name?" He asks. 

"(Name) (Last Name)." She tells him and he almost drops her pin. He looks up and stares at her. 

That was a name from his past. The one kid he could not kill. She is all grown up and she is so stunning, it was a real good thing he did not kill her. Because he now wants her and he is not going to lose her. 

"Coffee?" He asks and goes to make her some. 

"Sure." She says and he slips something into her drink. Giving it to her. She drinks it out of nerves and they continue. 

"I will be right back," He tells her. "Do not run little bunny~" 

She tensed at that and he went getting into his Spring Bonnie suit. Then he cut the power. Well, most of it. He then went in. She was in the hall and when she saw him, she froze and looked like she was about to have a panic attack. Her body just froze up. So it was true, she did have a fear of rabbits. I chuckle and walk to her. She is still frozen. 

"Run little bunny, or the big bad rabbit will get you~," I tell her and she turns on her heel and runs. 

He was hot on her heels and he laughed at the chase. I did not take that long to catch her. The drug in her system kicking in. She went limp in his arms, either from the drug or fear it did not matter. She was his now. His fearful little bunny. 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter done, I hope you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[ailawritesfics]

Headcanons of how would the dateables react to gn!mc saying to him "I wished you loved me" please?

˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳ "𝓘 𝓦𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓜𝓮" [𝓓𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓥𝓮𝓻.]

✎cw: fluff, drunk confession

✎brothers' version

✎read the brothers' version to know the context! i have a hard time writing for the dateables especially for barbatos. that's why i didn't write for him, sorry! Sorry if they're ooc,,,

✧It'll be a long trip to his room so let's just say he found you walking home, swaying and nearly tripping over yourself and decided to help you out by bringing you to the castle and letting you rest in his bedroom for the night

✧He's surprised to see that you're drunk and by yourself this late, usually at least one of the brothers would be by your side. When you stirred in your sleep, blinking up at him with hooded eyes and whispering something under your breath, he had to lean in to properly hear you

✧"I wish you loved me,"

✧He froze. It's not something he expected to hear from you. It's a sudden but definitely a pleasant surprise, and he can't keep himself from smiling at the sudden admission of your feelings. He wished it was a little more grand though, rather than a drunken confession left hanging because you passed out as soon as you uttered the words. But he's not complaining. He knows now that you feel the same and as much as he wants to talk to you about it right now, he's sure you're tired and probably won't wake up til the next morning so he decides to let you sleep. You wouldn't mind if he slept next to you, right?

✧Simeon escorted you to Purgatory Hall when he saw you walking back by yourself. He seemed worried at how drunk you are, worrying if you could even find your way back to the house of lamentation safely when you nearly tripped on air. He brought you to his room, laying you on his bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and was about to text one of the brothers when he felt a tug on his clothes. For a moment you just stared at him, eyes squinting as if you're trying to make sure he's real and not just a figment of your imagination caused by the liquor in your system

✧"I wish you loved me,"

✧Now he hadn't expected that at all. But the desperation in your voice and the longing in your gaze silenced the doubts in his mind. He wasn't given enough time to react because you had fallen asleep as soon as you had admitted your true feelings. Smitten as he was, he still decided to let you rest. The rise and fall of your chest as you breathe brought him an odd sense of comfort, and as he brushes a strand of hair from your face, he can't help smiling at the prospect of finally being able to express his desire for you but that would have to wait until tomorrow

✧How you found yourself in Purgatory Hall and in front of Solomon's room eludes you. One moment you're enjoying yourself with friends and acquaintances, dancing and even taking a few shots, the next moment you're knocking on his door without a second thought

✧It takes Solomon a minute to respond, opening the door and expecting to see either Simeon or Luke but was surprised to see you instead. Though when he sees the glossed look in your eyes and when the scent of alcohol hits him, he immediately reaches out for you only to have you cling to him eagerly in your druken state

✧"I wish you loved me,"

✧It came out as a whisper, so softly spoken, your voice cracks near the end before passing out in his arms. Solomon is stunned as he lays you on his bed, to him druken words are sober thoughts. He'll talk to you about last night's incident the next day after taking care of your hangover. He finds it endearing, how you somehow found yourself wondering over to his door at such a late hour in your drunken stupor. As he lays beside you, Solomon watches you intently, perhaps mentally wishing for you to wake up and properly finish your confession

[baizhoobies]

For you event for BSD, black butler and genshin impact for any adult male characters

Im a female Sagittarius , my mbti is intj, I have a high pain tolerance. I can actually sing really well but only when I’m alone. I never wanna drink alcohol in my life and I secretly despise it. I’m also an introvert. I’m also Latina and 4”11. I rarely get grossed out. I’m straight . I love horror and rarely get grossed out and I like cats more then people . I have autism. I love watching movies and playing genshin impact. I also like learning and reading . I know English, my Spanish is rusty and the basics of French. I love desserts. Im also Demi which means I can’t fall for someone romantically or sexually until their is a emotional connection . We have to be friends first. I love the dark and macabre. I prefer a cafe to a concert for a date.

I match you up with . . . ♡

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ Edgar Allen Poe | Bungo Stray Dogs

Poe was the first character that came to mind because much like you, you are introverted, have a love for the macabre and of course, for reading. I have headcanoned Poe as a demisexual as well, so he can relate to you on a personal level.

As someone who doesn’t like big crowds, he would find himself coming out of his shell more when its just the two of you - he will most likely want you to read any and all novels he has written. He would take you to a nice, quiet cafe and would beg ask you to read over his works.

As much as he would get excited over sharing common interests, he will also take a keen interest in your hobbies that he himself has not partaken in; such as Genshin Impact. He could happily watch you play, and if you explain the game mechanics to him (in particular the wish system) he would absolutely become an enabler when it comes to purchasing wishes. - the man has got money $$$

You log in one day and see that you have a ridiculous amount of primogems and you kinda just ??? - which Poe may play coy and say some shit like “oh that is a mystery~” like yeah, right, a total mystery, Mr Money Man.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ Sebastian Michaelis | Black Butler

Phew, what to say about this man. I will start with the obvious that the both of you prefer the company of cats rather than people; something you both can closely relate to. Once the both of you get closer to each other, he would absolutely show you his collection of cats that he keeps hidden away. They are his pride and joy after all.

As someone who regularly tutors Ciel, he would be more than happy to help you in learning another language, especially in French. Sebastian is fluent in a few languages, including french, so if you were to ask him, he would absolutely teach you. As for Spanish, I am sure he would be just as enthusiastic to learn with you.

He would encourage you to sing! I can imagine him one night walking down the corridor and hearing a sweet voice singing, your voice. He would hide behind your door and listen to you for a while, smiling to himself. If he ever walks in on you whilst singing, he would definitely tease you, but ultimately would encourage you to sing more, especially to him.

Oh and one last thing, if you tell him you like desserts, he would ensure to make an extra portion whilst baking for his young lord, Ciel. He would either wait till he has done serving his master to give it to you in person, or he would deliver it to your door, wrapped up nicely with a bow; which is attached to a little love note.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ Kaedehara Kazuha | Genshin Impact

The first person I had in mind to match with you was Kazuha. He is a gentle soul that is quiet, at least at first. He is someone I can imagine would prefer to get to know people on an emotional level before getting into a relationship.

Kazuha is known to be a bit of a poet, and would regularly write haikus - and if the both of you get comfortable enough with each other, he would gladly show you some of his works, even if he doesn’t think they are any good.

As someone like myself who also has autism, I would say Kazuha is one of the most emotionally understanding characters of Genshin; coming across as someone who is sensitive to your needs. Kazuha has a very easy-going personality, but is also determined to help and support his friends - honestly he is the perfect example of boyfriend material!

If you ever did feel comfortable in singing in front of Kazuha, he would happily play his Shibabue and whistle to the rhythm. Kazuha loves music and believe me, he’d love to hear you sing.

[tuhbanbuv]

EWJ AU and Headcanons:

Guess people wanna hear my AU bullshit lol /j

I have a fuck ton I had to dump in a notepad and try to organize it.

Jim:

Jim can get drunk off of ice cream and fro-yo because the sugar fucks up with his system so much.

Jim curls up in the neck of her supersuit when she's too tired to reach her bed or overstimulated.

Jim is bigender him/her lesbian, Psycrow is bi, Professor is gay, Peter is gay as well.

Jim's full legal name is Jim/Kim Clayton, and she switches between he/him and she/her pronouns. Just don't call him an "it".

Jim is dyslexic, autistic and has a TBI.

Jim got her name from a grave she discovered in New Junk City. She didn't know anything about gender and stuff at the time, so she just assumed the masculine persona that people gave her due to her voice and suit. This would end up biting her in the ass years later.

Insectika courting rituals are much different than human courting rituals. WHN didn't know Jim was interested in her until he accidentally proposed to her in an Insectika tradition. After a bit of back and forth they began properly dating afterwards.

Princess WHN:

Snott is actually WHN's pet, he only sticks around Jim because of the snacks he forgets he puts into his suit's backpack and Snott is very much a glutton.

Princess WHN is also autistic, but she wouldn't know until Saturn was diagnosed as autistic.

WHN is part human part Insectikette, her true heritage and birth being the catalyst for her sister taking up the throne and mother's murder because the royal family was basically advocates for eugenics. It did not end well for all parties involved, big shocker there.

WHN LOVES human food, especially pizza. She'll be completely distracted if someone offers her food. Want to make her happy, give her food.

WHN thinks that a lot of Creepypastas are real, even the bad ones. She has spent at least a couple nights searching to bring down Jeff The Killer and Slenderman only to be dragged back home by Peter.

WHN often enters in strongman contests, and has several first place trophies from them.

Peter/Amos:

Peter's parents were used in animal experimentation an attempt to make the strongest fighting dog known to man. When the ring was broken up and arrested, the dogs were sent to a farm where Peter would be born as the run of the litter, only to be adopted by a young Addie.

Peter was adopted by Addie and her family when he was a normal puppy. As he was a runt rejected by his bio mom and adopted as a newborn, Peter was 100% convinced Addie was his real mom. Even if he knows he's adopted, he still calls her his mom.

Peter is a Jack Russel-Beagle mix, though he's technically now a hellhound.

Peter does most of the housework, at least the ones involving chemicals and flammable equipment because Jim is very accident-prone.

Peter is around 20-30 during the main canon. He aged up in dog years as a normal dog only for his biological age to slow down when he became Amos' vessel akin to that of a human. He'll probably live for 100-200 years though.

Peter is very small for his breed and was often mocked for it. Now, he uses it to his advantage because seeing WHN or Psycrow pause in shock as he gets drinks at a bar is hilarious to him.

Amos is Peter's demon and later lover. Originally Satan's right-hand man…until a certain cat came along and ruined it for him.

Peter has six puppies, named Paimo, Rono, Molo, Bapho, Corso, and of course, Solo. They all have some sort of demonic power thanks to Peter's demon and their other parent, Amos. If you understand the naming scheme for them you get a free cookie.

Amos can take up a form almost like Venom when he's going parrot-mode on Brock, just chilling in Peter's shadow. Except Peter's shadow now has eyes and a mouth and scares the shit out of everyone he comes across while doing errands.

Peter is Amos' longest-lasting vessel, as most of the others died from being murdered in witch hunts or took their own lives. He only made himself known to Peter after he temporarily died after a mission gone wrong because he was so impressed with Peter that he had to see him in the flesh.

Peter has severe anxiety, and honestly, who can blame him? Though he usually medicates it with those dog CBD treats and weed whenever he can. Addie Newman:

Addie is part Corvidian part human, with her biological mother unknown and potentially dead. Addie has a suspicion that Psycrow is her biological father, however.

Addie is currently dating Grayson, president of the Earthworm Jim Fanclub. As you can imagine, the meet the parents dinner went as well as you'd expect.

Addie has a large mixed family, biological and adopted, including her adoptive fathers, David and Mike, and her adoptive baby sister, Penelope.

Addie had anger issues in her childhood, once overthrew the leader of a gang in less than ten minutes, got expelled from several schools before the age of ten, amongst other things. Her parents went to adopt her a puppy in hopes it would help her, leading to her picking the runt of the litter, Peter. Peter would help Addie immensely...until he was separated from her when he fell through a portal to Heck.

Addie kept and wore Peter's collar on her person until she would eventually try to summon Evil to retrieve Peter herself, fully knowing and accepting that she would have to sacrifice her own life according to Evil. Jim would save her and Peter and became her friend.

Addie is still a delinquent but is more geared towards vigilante justice rather than purposeful crime. She wouldn't outright say it, but Peter and Jim saved her life.

Psycrow would discover a baby Addie abandoned while he was doing drug trades. He would take Addie in for the first three years of her life until ultimately deciding to give her up to an earth couple so she wouldn't be killed due to his criminal career. The two would later reunite and Psycrow would be accepted in the Newman family after he permanently put his criminal days behind him.

Saturn, Solo and Bessie:

Saturn is selectively mute, and Solo often speaks for her when they do missions

Saturn hardly speaks even as an adult, usually only hissing or screeches. She of course knows how and can speak quite well, but just prefers not to.

Saturn was born with just her arms as a lot of baby Insectoids/Insectikettes have a "larval stage", and much like Saturn did, grow their legs later on, usually as a toddler.

Saturn can curl up like a cat, and usually does this to fit in human chairs/seats/etc.

Saturn lets Solo and the other pups ride on her back. Seeing as she's literally a giant centipede and can fit all 6 of the pups on her back at once

Saturn considers Bessie her sister/half-sister due to their parents being clones. Bessie hates her guts, so the feeling is not mutual :(

WHN stressed and worried over not being a good mother to Saturn. She was ultimately worried over nothing, as Saturn is technically the only member of the royal family that had loving parents.

Solo was completely convinced that Saturn was a dog much like her and the other puppies until Peter had to try to explain otherwise. For five straight hours.

After a mission gone wrong, Evil Jim was sucked into a wormhole and presumed dead. Jim tried to take in Bully Bessie and it worked for a while until she ran away as a preteen and assumed Evil Jim's role. She works endlessly to find her dear papa and will not hesitate to find any way to save him, even if it means backstabbing her "sister". And she'd gladly do so.

Bessie is part jaguar, part piranha, part scorpion and radioactive cow, as Evil Jim wanted to make her with every advantage known to man.

Bessie ironically enjoys using butcher knives and cleavers as her weapons of choice, considering Evil Jim's guns as "too quick". Creepy.

Evil Jim didn't know what sex/gender Bessie was at birth and still doesn't, so he just let Bessie choose her clothes even as a baby.

Solo, despite being the smallest of her siblings, is pretty much the litter's leader. Mess with her family and you'll beg for death. She makes her fathers proud though Peter is a bit worried.

Solo can see and speak with the dead.

[runawaymun]

🔥🤔🐉

(And for a special challenge how about making the last one not Elrond, or in addition to Elrond - that'd be easy mode for you!)

🔥 Give us your hottest Silm hot take.

anti Earendil hot take (SORRY)

🤔 Tell us one of your favorite Silm headcanons. Can be one that’s out in the wild or a personal one!

I have so many, but I'll do one that I don't think I've posted about before. It's been floating around in my head for a while and I don't think it's really living in my brain as a canon headcannon, if that makes sense, but it's something I like to entertain every once in awhile.

Listen, a lot of wack things happened in the Silmarillion so I'm not saying that it is implausible that Elwing got turned into a white bird by Ulmo and flew to be with Earendil in the sky, and they sailed to Valinor together-- but I'm just saying it sounds very much like the kind of thing you would tell a distraught six-year-old to get them to stop crying, or-- as a leader, would tell a disinhertened group of people in the wake of a massacre to try and ease the sting of the fact that you can't find a body.

Like I just think there's something juicy about it. Like the last time we couldn't find a body in the Silm it was because Fingon had gotten trampled in the mire of his blood. And I like the idea of everyone going no, not again, not her, she's too little, she's not even fifty years old, not the child we crowned too early. It feels like the way that humans in the real world mythologized saints who met grisly deaths.

And also I wouldn't put it past the Ambarussa, ok? @ellrond and I were chatting about this because like...the Ambarussa are canonically two of the most vicious and unhinged of the sons of Feanor, and were in some versions of the story absolutely chomping at the bit for bloodshed when it came to Sirion, and also were pretty messed up due to the Oath. Crazy, crazy shit went down at Sirion -- and Celegorm was their fav brother, and that's the daughter of the man that killed/humiliated him.

And again idk I just think it sounds like something you'd tell a pair of distraught six year olds. There's something I very much like about "no, no you're fine omg please stop crying your mom's ok! your mom's ok i promise she uhhhhhhhhhh she jumped in the ocean and Ulmo turned her into a bird and she's with your dad in the sky!! Kano please get them to stop crying--"

🐉 A lot of figures in the Silm have weird Eldritch powers or possibly biology. Tell us about your headcanons for one.

fine, fineeeeee

IDK how to explain this one very well in terms of biology, but I love taking things Jirt gave us about characters to the most literal extreme I can, and that includes Maglor "Kanafinwe". I think aside from Elrond, my headcannons about Maglor were my first exploration into my system of Songs of Power and what it all looks like/what's possible from a Music standpoint. Again, not really sure how to explain it so here are some excerpts from And the Stars Shine the Same and Boundless Sky

A shout pierced the night. A shout full of power such that Glorfindel had not heard in an Age. The shock of it knocked three legions of Orcs off their feet as the very earth trembled. Glorfindel's eardrums popped. The Champion's blade actually froze mid-swing and a figure launched through the air, sword gripped in two bandaged hands, glowing gold.  Black hair glimmering in the starshine, storm-gray eyes swirling with the light of Valinor, a Song rising from his lips which pained the Champion as much as any weapon. 

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An ear-splitting Shout cracked through the air: a slide of dissonant notes loud as an avalanche.  The wolverine snapped back the opposite direction as if yanked by a rope, slammed into a nearby rock, then went limp.  Maglor stumbled for a second, out of breath, and Elrohir had to catch him before his legs buckled. 

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“He’s panicking. We need to get him home.” Maglor’s voice had taken on a whip-crack quality that neither of the twins had heard before, but obeyed without thinking. Elrohir bent to collect the scattered remains of Thalionel’s knapsack, and Elladan found himself starting up the hill to pack up their things before he was even aware he’d begun to walk.

I just love thinking about these legendary figures and thinking how legendary are they, really? Like on the one hand this is probably not what Jirt meant when it came to kanafinwe, but I think it's Neat. I love the idea of Maglor's Voice and command of Music being so strong that he can cause physical damage. Hell, I mean, from a scientific point sheer volume can kill someone. But I think it's more along the lines of not only volume, but also a uncanny ability to take someone's Theme and confuse it/yank it out of tune, or to find a kind of music that sounds so Wrong to them that it drives them to pain/madness (like Dissonant Whispers in DnD, you know?)

And then there's the makalaure angle - which I read as like, okay sure his voice is gorgeous, but how persuasive is he? To the point that you don't even really realize it? Playing your mind/body like an instrument to do exactly what he needs/wants you to do in that moment? No fucking wonder he was terrifying and earned his epithets.

I love wet pathetic woobie baby apologetic minstrel Maglor as much as the next person, but also give me terrifying Maglor. "Gold-cleaver" Maglor who can rip people apart at a molecular level with his voice. "Commanding" Maglor who can write his own intentions into your Musical Theme itself. Unhinged and powerful and terrifying.

And then let him miss when he was young, in Valinor, and was using that golden-tongue to sing lullabies to his baby brothers and sappy love-songs to adoring/exasperated audiences, instead of using it to kill.

silm ask meme

[delinquentduoofficial]

Some headcanon things for the au (more like canon but yk)

When Aubrey tried putting the nails inside her bat, kel spent like half an hour taking them out (she put like 50 in there he swears)

Most of the hooligans really like kel, except for the maverick and Kim. Mikhael finds it very annoying that he refuses to call him the maverick and kel sort of treats him like how he does in the original game, and Kim just thinks kel’s sort of a weirdo, but she tries to be nice to him because Aubrey’s her friend (she is the worst wingwoman I swear)

They usually hang out at their lake hangout at night together. It’s mostly somber when they go there by themselves, sometimes they’ll bring a picnic blanket and some snacks and they’ll reminisce.

Every week after Aubrey goes to church they go to Mari’s grave together and leave fresh flowers. 

Kel usually feels guilty when he’s upset at hero, like it’s sort of wrong of him to be upset at all when hero’s his older brother who’s trying to be better after the death of Yk the love of his life. And it sort of just plagues him a bunch because hero will say or do something that made kel upset and he’ll like think in his head oh I hate that he did that but then he’ll feel like this gut-wrenching guilt about it. So it’s sort of a feedback loop of they don’t talk about how they feel to eachother, hero does something that makes kel upset, kel feels upset and then kel get upset at hero, hero feels upset and then kel feels guilty about it, kel doesn’t want to talk to hero about it because of what happened last time they talked.

Sometimes Aubrey is really sad for a while. Aubrey will sort of just hole herself up in her room and just go through the photo album, after her father left she wouldn’t come out and kel tried to throw rocks at her window. She came downstairs and asked what he wanted and sort of blew up at him, but kel didn’t say anything until she got it out of her system and then they just sat down and talked for a while. He comforted her and he asked if he could do anything to make her feel better and she couldn’t really come up with something at the time, she was really tired and her voice hurt after all the screaming and yelling and crying and stuff. 

[kass-storycorner]

Nighttime headcanon

Hey, this has been in my head for a few days and idk if this is in character but it needed to get out of my system so enjoy

Prompt/Idea: the character comes home late at night seeing you asleep in bed. this is just me imagining why they would be so late and how they would feel joining you so late in bed.

Genre: Fluff

Rating: SFW

Content Warnings: None

Characters: Albedo, Diluc, Zhongli, Yoimiya

Format: Bullet points / HC

Albedo:

He has been so occupied with his research that he completely forgot the time. It wasn’t until he accidentally knocked a book off the table he was pulled out of his work trance. Looking at the clock he just let out a sigh. It was already so late now and he started to feel the tiredness in his body.

So he decided to stop it for today, after all his work isn’t up to his own quality standards when he’s too tired.

When he made it back home he saw the entire flat being filled in darkness, you must have went to bed already he thought.

He was right, when he stepped into your shared bedroom he saw you laying in bed, snuggled up in the blanket, a quiet snore coming from you.

At the look of you laying in bed, looking so peaceful - albedo couldn’t help himself and smile at the view.

He was very careful to make no noise when he was preparing himself for bed, changing his usually attire for a soft pyjama you gifted him some time ago.

Albedo never cared for when, where and how much he slept (or if he slept at all). Not until you stepped into his life and basically forced him to take sleep more seriously. A part of this was that he shouldn’t always fall asleep in whatever he was wearing that day. And with that it started that Albedos dresser got various new additions for sleeping attire.

He wouldn’t care about the clothes if it weren’t for the fact that all of them were gifts from you. Although he had to admit sleeping in clothes specifically for that purpose was better than what he used to do.

As he laid down besides you, you started to shift. At first Albedo was worried he woke you, however you just rolled around to now face the alchemist, still in a deep slumber.

He looked at your sleeping face, still being smitten by your quiet snores. He knew you were a bit insecure about your snoring, but albedo had assured you even if you were louder than Klees bombs, it would not disturb his sleep.

And that was true, it was never a distraction. However being able to watch you sleep was something that could distract Albedo easily from falling asleep himself.

Nonetheless Albedo couldn’t stop his heavy eyelids to fall down and just like that he joined you in your dreams.

Diluc:

when will Diluc finally go to bed before dawn?

probably never, if he's not helping Charles at the tavern for the night he runs around protecting Mondstadt from various threats that emerge at night.

So when Diluc finally made his way into the shared bedroom after a night with either Kaeya (he somehow never misses a night when Diluc is tending the bar) or criminals, fatui or hilichurls (sometimes even all of it), he is in desperate need of sleep and seeing you

He sees you in bed, being covered up by his and your own blanket - the view makes him sigh, you always tell him how cold the bed feels at night without him

Diluc can't help but feel the guilt tugging at his heart seeing you like this, you always ask him to go to bed with you or at least to come to bed earlier than usual... he never really listens and he's sorry about it

especially knowing that you freeze without him isn't a thought he enjoys

He quickly changes from his clothes into something more comfortable for the night and joins you in bed

Diluc has to be very careful not to wake you up when he takes the blanket from you

when you start to shift he stops moving, fearing that he woke you up

you don't wake up, but feeling the warm that radiates from Diluc in your sleep you shift closer to him, taking him in your arms

Diluc.exe has stopped working

he will never get used to how you always end up snuggling up to him in your sleep

not that he is against it, the opposite he loves it... however he fears that the beating of his heart will wake you

after getting used to you, the tiredness of Dilucs body catches up to him and he slowly starts to drift away to sleep too

the last thing Diluc has on his mind while falling asleep how he wishes that he could stay like this with you for forever

Zhongli:

He spend most of the day at the funeral parlor, it was planned for him to arrive home at the usual time - but oh well, he ran into the traveller who needed help with something and before Zhongli even noticed it it was the middle of the night and he was not beside you in bed yet

when he made his way back home to you he was surprised to find you in your pyjama asleep on the couch in the living room with a book in your hand

you both had a nighttime routine and it must have worried you a lot when he didnt arrive home when you expected it from him

how inconsiderate of him, he will have to make it up to you the next day

but first he needs to get you into bed, Zhongli can't possibly let you sleep on the couch

when he layed you down onto the shared bed and went to change his clothes he heard you call out to him in a sleepy voice

"zhongli?" he comes over to you, taking the blanket and covering you with it. "hush love, I'm home. I am sorry for worrying you" he says with a soft whisper

"mmmh, glad your home" and with that slurred reply you fell back into sleep

shortly after this Zhongli joins you in bed, taking you in his arms and closing his eyes

as the former geo-archon he doesn't need to sleep, but he learned that it can be quite enjoyable - especially with you at his side

Yoimiya:

Ah, Yoimiya totally forgot the time when she was working on the new fireworks for the summer festival

when she comes home to find you fast asleep in bed she feels a bit sad, so much happened today and she really was looking forward to tell you all about it - you both usually tell each other everything that happened the day before you go to bed, so Yoimiya is dissapointed that because she didn't keep track of time that she missed that routine of the both of you

however ... Yoimiya grew up with a deaf father, so although she tries to be as quite as possible while getting ready for bed she really isn't quite, causing you to wake up the moment she joins you in bed

"Yoimiya?", you ask, voice still filled with sleep

"Oh (Y/N), I'm sorry I woke you up"

Oh well, you're awake now and asking why she came so late and how her day was... you didn't get all of it, sleep still pulling you back from time to time, but the sound of Yoimiyas voice telling you about her day and all the new fireworks, it really makes you feel happy

Yoimiya notices how you switch from being half-awake to asleep until you finally fall asleep for good. With a smile she cuddles you, happy that she was able to share her day - though tomorrow at breakfast you will have to tell her everything about your own day

[technowoah]

Another Quick Wilbur Headcanon That I Dream About.

You met Wilbur when he recorded the Your City Gave Me Asthma video.

Based on this comment ⬇️

You were currently walking home from a night out by yourself. It was a cold night alone even though the streets were once filled with people giving warmth. Now no one else was walking on the same street except for the occasional old man staring at you and a car zooming by.

The street lights made London look creepier than it usually was at night, but it had some sort of beauty to it. As you neared a crosswalk you overheard a guitar playing in the distance. It added another level of uneasiness to you, but you couldn't help yourself from walking closer to hear the guitar playing, more clearly. It was hypnotic, but aggressive at the same time.

As you got closer you found yourself at on the same side of the street with a brightly lit bridge. You could hear the guitar more clear now and could hear some singing going with it. The singing was slightly drowned out by the guitar and the echo it it brought, but you kept walking to hear or see the person who was making those sounds.

As you got to the entrance, or beginning of the bridge you saw a man sitting criss-cross on the floor of said bridge strumming a guitar infront of a tripod with a camera sitting ontop of it. You didn't want to be in his shot so you stood off to the side hoping that he would be done so that you could commend him on his musical skills.

His back was towards you so he didn't notice your presence.

The more you stood there at the end of the bridge being his only audience member, the more you felt like a creep hearing the man sing.

The song he was strumming was beautiful, the chords he strummed was a haunting contrast to his pained voice. If you left now you would probably be thinking about who this musician was trying to find any sort of music from him. The funny thing is that you never showed interest to this type of music until now.

"Cause the walls dont fucking love you." The man sung and you found your heart aching and your body swaying to the guitar. You closed your eyes for a moment relishing in the guitar solo he had but in.

"Fuck! I fucked it! Dammit!" You were in a trance until he had suddenly stopped playing and hung his head low.

You decided it was a good time to walk up to the mystery man and try to pick up his spirits atleast without trying to be a creep. I mean you already were, but you already made up your mind.

"Hey." You started walking up beside him. He turned his head and you finally saw his, very handsome, face. His hair fell over his forehead in a messy way and his eyes were threatening to spill out tears. "I thought that was beautiful especially the second song."

You stood next to him awkwardly as he took in your approach. He then shook his head and laughed.

"Yeah I hate all of these songs, but these help me cope." He said gesturing to the camera and guitar on his lap.

"At least you have a coping system." You smiled at him.

He smiled up at you and reached his hand up for you to shake.

"My name's Wilbur."

"I'm Y/N." You grabbed his hand and shook it firmly. His hands were rough but warm.

"Oh! Im sorry for being a creep!" You quickly apologized. "And for ruining your shot." You pointed at the camera.

He stood up at his full height, which was astonishly taller than you and turned off his camera.

"Dont worry. I already had a good take, this was just for a back up just in case I didn't like the first one." He picked up the tripod and camera and turned to you.

"Thanks for being my first live audience member." He airly chuckled and so did you.

"Of course. It was beautiful." You answered and started walking the way off the bridge.

You two walked in silence until you both reached the end of the bridge and noticed that you two were going seperate ways. You both turned around to say one last goodbye and you thought all hope was lost and that all you had was his name.

"Hey! Are you alone?" Wilbur called out.

"Yeah I walked here alone. Why?"

"You shouldn't be here walking alone at night, especially in this area. Or in any area." He walked up to you. "I'll walk you home."

"Thats the opposite of where you were walking!" You complained as you two walked side by side.

"I'll Uber back home, dont worry." He waved it off as you two walked home in silence.

A question was on the tip of your tounge the whole walk home. You couldn't bring yourself to ask Wilbur to see eachother again, but when he dropped you off at your doorstep and you refused to go inside until his Uber got here, you finally found the courage to speak up.

You two were currently sitting on the curb of the sidewalk when you finally asked the question.

"Wilbur?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you want to see eachother again. I mean- I would love to go out for lunch." You found the words as you went on and he nodded at you.

"I would love to. Because me almost crying while singing a song on a bridge is not the first impression I would like." He smiled and you matched his smile. "Here, but my number in your phone!" He offered and you accepted his offer.

You ended the night with a quick "goodbye" and "thank you" when Wilbur's Uber finally came and he drove away. You were finally inside your house and you took a shower and got under the covers in your bed. The last thing you see before you go to bed for the night is a quick text from Wilbur.

WILBUR (from the bridge)

The song is called Jubilee Line btw

[Read]

I cant wait till we see eachother again. What about Saturday?

[Read]

YOU

Thats perfect Wilbur

[Sent]

[remakethestars]

Being Damian Wayne's Twin Sister Would Include:

Headcanons.

❝Exactly. I don't ask my dog to drive, and I don't ask the Justice League to solve my problems.❞

— Damian Wayne, Adventures of the Super Sons #9: Showdown on Hexworld

TRIGGER WARNING: Cursing, (Damian’s) death. Mentions of toxic masculinity and internalized misogyny, nightmares, blood, knives.

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When people ask you, “So, which one of you is the evil twin?” Damian always glowers, and you always motion to him.

You look disturbingly alike when only your eyes are showing; Damian’s got long lashes. Talia taught you a good tactic for tag-teaming in combat as kids was to pull up your hinged balaclavas and make the enemy think there was only one of you, that they’re seeing double.

Or for one of you to hang back while the other attacks as a distraction before the other knocks them out from behind.

Obviously, this won’t work when the two of you start filling out, but it works when you’re kids. It’s the reason why, even off the field, the two of you usually wear a matching outfits with hoods.

You utilize the same methods when she sends you to live with Bruce.

You don the Robin costume just like he does, much to the rest of the Batfam’s confusion (both because they weren’t expecting it and because they can’t tell you apart either), but sticking with the “red” theme, you go by Redstart.

There’s a rumor on the street that Robin V. is a meta that can teleport.

The two of you are freakishly good at mimicking the other’s voice and mannerisms, which makes it even harder for your family.

Jason tells you two about April Fools Day, and you make the most of it. Of course, Damian’s a pain in the a$$ and decides to go around pretending to be you and getting into trouble. You’re banned from the mall, and you still have no idea why. 

The two of you can communicate with just an impassive expression (Dick says it looks like a prime example of twin telepathy to anyone else), but anyone close to you knows sh¡t’s about to hit the fan when the two of you look at each other and smirk.

If it’s something you can’t communicate nonverbally, you use your cryptophasia. 

Cryptophasia is a language developed by twins when they’re learning to talk. Most of them grow out of it, you and Damian decided to keep developing it so it became more of a conlang. No one else has been taught to speak it, and they never will be. It’s for emergencies only.

Sun Tzu’s The Art of War was your Bible growing up, and the two of you call out verses when you fight together and need the other to understand a tactic (you both inherited Bruce’s eidetic memory, so you’ve got it memorized).

When you get too big to pull off the which-is-which game, you make your own costume and become the true Redstart. 

It’s basically Damian’s Robin uniform (the Super Sons’s version is the only one I’ll accept), but the boots and gloves are black, the biceps have a white stripe, the lining of the cape is white (the lining of the hood is black), the gold accents become white, it has a zipper down the front instead of clasps, and the mask becomes black (including the eyes). The waterline of the eyes is white. Like a painted redstart.

If Damian’s into animals, you’re into plants. The two of you find common ground on the fact that pollution sucks, so when you walk Titus, you take a trash bag and gloves with you to pick up litter as you go.

You did not want to go to Jon’s school. 

Not because you don’t like Jon (because you do), but because you know you could run intellectual circles around every one of those snot-nosed brats. 

School is stupid. Especially because the American education system is subpar; everything about it is.

You hardly pay attention in class. You do all of the homework a week ahead of time incase something comes up. Usually you’re doing next week’s homework in class. You’ve written entire papers on your phone in Google Docs in the middle of class to be printed out later.

If you’ve already done everything, Damian’s usually drawing and you’re daydreaming or you’re working on a case on your phone.

The teachers are always trying to catch you not paying attention, but you little sh¡ts can always answer their questions. 

Damian’s closest with Dick, but you’re closest with Tim. You admire his ability to plan ahead (see the entirety of the Red Robin comics), and you know that he’s better than both your father and your grandfather; you want to be as good as him when you grow up.

It takes a long time to wash the toxic masculinity and internalized misogyny our of your head, to learn that your grandfather’s ideas of “strength” were wrong, that it’s okay to lean on someone besides Damian, that you can be just as strong as your brother and still be feminine, that there are acceptable emotions besides anger.

Actually, your father teaches you that anger is more likely to get you killed. He won’t let you go into the field when he knows your angry.

It’s harder to drill out of you than your instinct to kill.

There’s a Lebanese restaurant called Tarbooshes (Teen Titans Special #1) the two of you go to when you’re feeling homesick. They make ox blood soup the same way your mother did, and it’s the only non-vegetarian thing Damian will eat for that very reason.

It’s nice to have a place to go where they know you by name and know what you want when you tell them “the usual.” It’s nice to have a place where you’re not a Wayne or an Al Ghul, where you’re just [Y/N] and Damian.

You disappear for an hour on your birthday to eat there. Bruce has asked you were you go, but you kept that between the two of you. 

Speaking of birthdays, you’re eleven minutes older than him. He was six pounds and ten ounces (Batman & Robin #0?), and you were a solid seven.

After Damian died, you go to Tarbooshes to feel close to him.

You were doing all right with the no-killing thing until the night Damian died.

Heretic never stood a chance.

He looked so much like Damian it gave you nightmares, though. Nightmares where you killed your twin brother and woke up sobbing.

Damian didn’t give you a speech in his last moments. He just looked over at you and said in your cryptophasia, “I’m sorry.” 

Not “I love you.” Not “Take care of them for me.” You knew that; you’d do that. He didn’t have to tell you, and he didn’t have to ask.

Just “I’m sorry.” Sorry that you were the one that was left behind.

It’s one thing to lose a family member, to lose a friend, or to lose a lover. It’s another to lose half of your soul.

The two of you had always feared you would die apart. It had always been a possibility; you weren’t stupid enough to think, “It’ll never happen to me.” Because it definitely could. 

And it had.

You wanted to run away from everything. Even just for a while. Go to one of your safe houses in London or France or whatever and just — you didn’t know — stare at the wall until you felt better? But you’d made that unspoken promise to Damian — “I’ll take care of them for you; don’t worry.” — to take care of Titus and Catfred and Jerry and Batcow and Goliath, to take care of Alfred and Bruce and Dick and Jason and Cassandra and Tim, to take care of Jon and Colin and Maps.

You avoided the cave. And if you had to go down there for some reason, you refused to look at the Robin suits.

Dick noticed. He asked if you wanted them taken down, even just for a while. You gave him a look like he was nuts and said, “No.”

Jon was a mess. More of a mess than you were, somehow. 

You’d shown up at the Kents’s. Jon was out doing Superboy things with Clark and Conner. Lois was the only one home.

You nearly scared her out of her skin when you materialized behind her and asked, “Is Jon home? It’s important.” 

He had to know first. He deserved to.

For all he put up with from you two, he deserved to be the first to know when one of you was f*cking dead.

Lois, of course, bless her heart, had the mom instincts to know that you were in no way, shape, or form okay even when you were trying so hard to hold yourself together. She asked you what’s wrong, and it’s what made you break. 

Your lip trembled. “He’s gone.”

“Who’s gone?”

“Damian,” your voice broke. “He’s dead.” 

Jon came home to find you in his living room in your Robin uniform, covered in Damian’s and Heretic’s blood, snot running down your lip, sobbing in his mothers arms and knew what happened without having to ask. He did anyway.

When you and Jon both finally passed out, your Uncle Clark flew you back to the Batcave. No one was in any condition — not even Alfred — so he carried you up to your room; took your boots, mask, cape, and gloves off; and tucked you in. Then he went to find Bruce because there was no doubt he was losing it too.

Bruce doesn’t tell you anything about trying to find a way to bring him back without the Lazarus pit because he doesn’t want to get your hopes up. 

You walk into your room one day to find Damian sitting there reading the dissertation (the requirement was three pages, not 120, but your teacher would just have to deal with your coping mechanisms) you had been working on for your World History class and left up on your laptop while on patrol. 

He said with the utmost indifference, “You’ve made some good points, Sister,” and, of course, you pulled out a knife and attacked him because this was — was — was some shapeshifting alien or hologram tech or a cruel joke — your twin was dead, this wasn’t funny, whoever did this was going to pay.

He met you blow-for-blow and flipped away from you before saying, “And here I was expecting a warm welcome,” in your cryptophasia. 

“Brother?” 

“Tt. Obviously.” 

Yeah, a college level thesis. You’re smart. You inherited Bruce’s eidetic memory and were raised by assassins.

You learned seven languages and wrote five doctoral theses by the time your teeth came in, wrote your first letter to a newspaper editor when you were two, could’ve had a geology doctorate when you were seven (Super Sons #1), and it only took you a week to learn the language on Takron-Galtos. You’re smart.

You’re also incredibly skilled. You learned to drive when you were five (Super Sons #1), your mother trained you to go for weeks without eating (Adventures of the Super Sons #6), you can micro-sleep for days and converse with half your brain asleep, can use a muscular contraction to move your liver out of the way of a blade (Nightwing #20), and can place yourself in a deep trance to heal damages caused by a hematoma (also #20).

(My dumba$$ didn’t note what Super Sons/Adventure of the Super Sons comic I was reading when I took notes, so I don’t have all of them noted in the two above bullet points. But that’s where they’re from. If I end up rereading them, I’ll edit this and add the comic numbers.)

The first time on patrol you thought Bruce was gonna die, you called him Baba. 

The next evening, when Dick came to visit the cave, he turned to you and Damian and asked, “So, which one of you called him Dad?” 

“How’d you know?” you asked. 

“He’s smiling the way he did the day I called him Tati.”

“He’s not smiling,” Damian pointed out.

“He is on the inside.”

Can we talk about how royally the Arkham Knights game screwed up Tim Drake? (Though, everything seems to screw up Tim one way or another, I guess.) Why does he look like a quidditch player in the gif above the cut?

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Socks [S.B.]

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You got up suddenly by the insistent knocks on the front door. You weren't expecting anyone, or at least you didn't remember.

"I'm going!" you screamed sleepily, feeling out of bed and staggering to the door, which wasn’t far from your bedroom "Who is it?" you asked fearfully with your face pressed against the wood of the door.

Even though it wasn't dark yet, it was late enough for visitors to be dangerous and you thought maybe it would be an emergency. So when you heard his voice, it didn't take you more than a few seconds to unlatch the door and open it.

"Sirius?" you asked worriedly. The boy was standing and smiling slightly "Come in, come in" you said hurriedly, taking his hand and ushering him in. He was freezing.

Once inside, you locked the door and finally observed the boy. Half of his silky black hair was tied up in a black scrunchie that he had surely stolen from your room, he was wearing his usual leather jacket, a black T-shirt, and jeans of the same color. His boots, his precious military boots shone on his feet as if he had magically cleaned them.

"Is everything okay? Are you hurt? What happened?" you asked in a stammer, grabbing the boy by the arms and looking for any sign of a fight.

"Hey, it's all good" he mumbled amused. He took both of your hands with only one of his and smiled tenderly"I just wanted to come to see you, can't I?" he asked fondly, watching your frown "Aren't you happy to see me?"

"Of course I'm happy to see you, but ... you didn't tell me you'd be coming"

"I wanted to surprise you" he exclaimed gently, placing a kiss on your knuckles with great care.

"Surprise me?" you asked in a whisper, watching the almond-eyed young man. The wound on his brow was already healing from his last fight.

Not that Sirius got into physical trouble constantly, just that he sometimes defended those in need too much and ended up with a hit here and another there.

"Are you still asleep, love?" he joked, with that bright smile that only he could have "I wanted to spend some time with you, it's just that" he exclaimed to reassure you. He knew you would get a little nervous sometimes when he came out of nowhere, but he didn't want to admit that he had missed you too much to ride his motorcycle to your building to look for you.

"Oh, in that case, it's fine" you replied, a little more animated. You released your hands from his grip and brought them to his face, to hold him carefully "I'm happy to see you here, handsome" express yourself sincerely, with a calm and loving smile that Sirius enjoyed.

"I am also happy to come. You look very pretty in those pajamas" he said flirtatiously as he winked at you. It was then that you noticed that you brought one of the shirts that he had left in your room for the times when he stayed to sleep there. You suspected that this would be one of those nights.

"Do you like it? This shirt was given to me by a wonderful boy" you said proudly, taking the fabric between your fingers.

"He gives it to you?" he asked curiously. You laughed as you felt the boy surround you from behind and press against his body, sniffing your neck with a smile.

"Yes, he said that since I liked it so much I could keep it" you innocently admitted. All worry was gone from your system, being replaced by the joy of having the young man with you.

"How convenient, my pretty girl" he exclaimed close to your ear, tickling you. You laughed softly and felt his curious hands travel up your waist, shortly before he placed a playful kiss on your cheek. First it was one, then another and another until you began to fight to free yourself from his grip and the tickling that he made you feel.

"Sirius!" you murmured between laughter, squirming in his arms. As he kissed you, you began to walk backward until your boyfriend collided with the edge of the couch and you both fell into it, you sitting on his lap and he holding you tightly by the waist.

Once you were there, you laughed again and Sirius finally stopped kissing you, to kindly hug you and rest his head on your shoulder.

You sighed heavily, to release the air that you had held during that kissing attack and then you placed your hand in Sirius's hair. You carefully removed the scrunchie and began to gently massage him, leaning your head against his chest.

"What a beautiful thing" you said funny, looking at the elastic band and putting it on your wrist. You felt Sirius smile on your shoulder.

"Do you like it? A beautiful lady gave it to me" his voice sounded muffled and then he rubbed his cheek against your skin, like a kitten.

"I think so" you laughed, a little resigned because that joke had returned you, and continuing with the massage that Sirius was already beginning to enjoy. You heard him breathe out softly and knew immediately why it was. "Are you tired, honey?"

"A little" he admitted in a low voice "Work is killing me, but being here with you makes me feel better" he whispered and a smile escaped your lips.

Sirius did that on occasion. He didn't ask for anything special, he didn't go to your apartment to have sex like many couples did. He just hugged you, closed his eyes and sometimes fell asleep with you in his arms. It was his way of resting from the world, from his work, his obligations, from everything that wasn’t you.

"Love" you spoke softly. The way he breathed in made you think he had already fallen asleep "Do you want to stay here tonight?"

"No, no... I'll go. I have some... uhm, things to do" he started to say, but you heard in his voice that none of it was true.

"Please stay," you asked him softly, turning your head to look at him. His eyelids were already closing and you took the opportunity to catch his lips in a kiss.

At first it was something tender, but as the seconds progressed the contact deepened. Without stopping kissing him, you settled face-on in his lap and felt his fingers running over your lower back so slowly that it became torture for you.

You parted just so you could remove the boy's jacket, which was starting to get hot at the moment. But they weren't in any rush about it, they just enjoyed finding themselves in each other's arms, kissing like they hadn't in a long time.

As it progressed Sirius caresses advanced under your shirt as well, bumping the warm skin of his fingers against yours.

"Y/N" Sirius called you, interrupting the moment.

"Tell me" you whispered on his lips. Your hand went back to his cheek, making the boy lean on it.

"Can I really stay here?" he asked fearfully. That behavior caught your attention and you had to separate yourself to get a better look at it.

"Of course you can stay, as always" you muttered, looking for some sign to justify his behavior so strange "Seriously, is something wrong with you? Did you have problems with someone?" you asked again with the same concern as the previous time.

"No, it's nothing, precious" he said, caressing your arms up and down with his hands. You didn't believe him "I just wanted to know if you still wanted me around"

You made a confused face, not knowing what was going through Sirius's head. Maybe he had had problems at home and that's why he was so insecure, but you didn't want to question him, you wanted to support him.

You exchanged your grimace for a reassuring smile and held his face with both hands.

"Of course I want you here. You are my boyfriend, I will always want you around here" you said kindly. You left a small kiss on his nose and then returned to look at him tenderly.

"Then I'll be around" he answered a little more calmly. You could see it in his eyes.

"Do you want to go to sleep already?" you asked, with the same warm tone that you had used previously. The boy nodded and was guided to your room with joy, where he took off his jeans and let his chest fall against the mattress.

You laughed when you saw him only in his underpants, although it was not the first time and your eyes traveled to your still covered feet.

No way.

"What are those, Siri?" you said totally amused. Sirius raised his head with only one eye open and smiled when he saw what you meant.

"My socks?" he asked smiling and bending his knees so that you could observe them better. He wiggled his toes tenderly which made you laugh even more "Don't you like them?"

"Sirius, you literally came dressed completely in black and under your boots you decided to wear those socks?"

"It's Spiderman!" he defended himself and you really couldn't stop laughing. "I also have Batman ones, if you think those are more suitable for my tough-guy image" he exclaimed with a shrug, but you were already red-faced from the lack of air. Sirius felt a bit embarrassed and he threw one of your pillows at you with a smile "I don't see what is funny" he complained. You walked up to him and lifted his head by his chin. There was a pout on his lips.

"I really love you so much," you said, still smiling widely. Sirius looked at you with flushed cheeks and changed his pout for raised lips in anticipation of receiving a kiss. You gave it to him with pleasure and his hands took you by the thighs exerting a certain comfortable pressure that he remained there for a few minutes.

When you finished kissing Sirius took you by the waist, he pulled you next to him on the bed, repeatedly kissing your cheeks and part of your neck and finally hugging your body tightly. Standing there, half-naked and hugging each other, Sirius spoke again.

"Me too"

"You too what, baby?"

"I love you very much too" he admitted. You couldn't see his face, but you knew he was smiling over your hair. Still with a smile on your face you turned to face him and gave him one last kiss on the lips that was very well received "Rest" he spoke with a sleepy smile. Your hands were placed in his hair while he was placed on your waist and hips respectively.

"Good night, love" you said in response as you untangled his hair with your hand and felt his head resting on your chest, hearing his breathing slow down. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

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TMNT Headcanons

Ah shit, I'm at it again because this is my only current hobby

Y'all I can and will take requests on these if you want me to, I'm just doing these to give my brain the happy juice .

That being said, here you have it:

the boys realizing that you care and actually want to be their friend

Raphael

You wouldn't admit that you'd stalked him to the roof

Absolutely not, you wouldn't stoop that low

at least not that you'd tell him

From the looks of it he was pissed, Raph got a certain face that you eventually picked up as his 'my brothers were being dicks and now I'm not gonna have emotions but I'm gonna be angry about it' face

His shoulders would get all hunched and you could hear his dejected sighing from about seven miles away

So you opted to clamber to the rooftop, gear and all and drop into a crouch next to the temperamental terrapin

"you look like someone lit your favorite book on fire and forced you to eat cauliflower, what gives?"

"well hello to you too huh?"

"I'll take that as a yes then, you get in another fight with what's his name?"

He refused to look at you, letting out an angry huff

"somethin' like that"

You only let him sit in silence for another minute or so before opening your mouth again

"well you being pissed doesn't help me any. There's a gang meeting just up the street, drugs and illegal shit. Wanna tag along?"

Raph had the decency to look appalled. You were offering to hang out with him? Willingly?

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He doesn't look at you now, not that he can see your face through the mask, a light blush creeps up his neck

"yeah. Yeah I'd like that. Lets go shorty."

"you got it princess"

Leonardo

He wasn't expecting you to care

The last fight you two had before he had to leave hadn't been resolved yet

But after his slip up during patrol he needed someplace to go so he wouldn't take his anger out on his family

And that's how he showed on your balcony at whatever ungodly hour of the morning

You'd barely pulled the window open before you saw his expression, you couldn't help but sigh

"leo what the actual fuck?"

"I'm really sorry about this, I just didn't know where else to go"

You really didn't want to feel bad but you did, and your feet were really fucking cold

"get your ass in here. You're letting the cold air in."

He settled easily on your couch, seemingly awkward and avoiding any eye contact with you.

You returned to the room with a bathrobe on, an extra pillow and an armful of blankets

"you can crash here for the night, im off tomorrow but don't wake me up before nine or I will stab you. Let me know if you need anything, I'm just down the hall. And we'll talk everything over in the morning, okay?"

He nodded with a sigh of relief

"thank you y/n. And I'm sorry"

You just shook your head with a smile

"I don't even remember what we were arguing about leo. And you hanging here isnt a big deal. I need friends anyway."

Your voice carried through the apartment as you retreated to your own room, letting him settle in

"now go the fuck to sleep, dumbass"

Michaelangelo

Mikey had no idea why you wanted to see him

Especially not with the urgency in your text

Technically speaking he wasn't even supposed to be out right now and he tried to ignore that as he sprinted further away from the lair

He was out of breath by the time he reached your window, the sun nearly gone and the street lights flickering to life

The turtle knocked twice on your window before coming in and yelling for you

"you good angelcakes?! Where're you at?"

There was a startling amount of crashing from your storage room, causing him to jolt slightly when you exploded out of the room with a huge smile on your face

"good you're here, sorry I used the emergency line but I knew you started patrol soon and I didn't want to forget to give you this"

And then you pulled out a tiny binder that reminded him of a scrapbook, however that definitely wasn't what it was because when he opened it multiple organized, clipped magazine recipes stared back at him

Mikey was confused™

At his expression you seemed to explode with a bubble of excitement you didn't know you were capable of

"I remember you telling me that you liked cooking but sucked ass at organizing so when I accidentally ended up getting bored this week I made that for you so you wouldn't have to organize it."

Definitely shorting out his brain

"dude I love it, don't get me wrong here, it's amazing. But uh- why?"

You raised an eyebrow at him, now also confused™

"oh uh- I figured you're kinda risking your ass coming out of your way to visit me so I thought I'd do something to thank you and that was the first thing that came to mind."

The boy is touched and has mentally vowed to die for you, you are too precious for this world

Donatello

Donnie never seemed to understand how you managed to read him in such a short time of knowing him

You swore it was all the reading, spending your childhood analyzing characters because you had no friends made you quite the people reader

So the second the turtle showed up to read with you that night your book became an afterthought

"you're upset. Does someone need to go into permanent night night?"

he'd literally been there for nine seconds and you were already calling him out

"uh no? I'm fine"

You rolled your eyes and resisted a great urge to clonk yourself on the head with your book

"okay that's a fucking lie. Dude you didn't even say 'whats up stranger' when you got here and you expect me to believe you're just fine? Yeah right. Did something happen? Do you need to talk about it?"

The poor guy didn't even get the chance to open his mouth

"say I'm fine one more time and Im adding the moon to my list of favorite planets"

He didn't know what he was expecting you to say but it definitely wasn't that and now he was fighting the urge to laugh

"are you really making fun of my planet knowledge right now? Not very cool of you man. I know at least 2 constellations. There's ursa major and ursa not as major right over-"

"you mean ursa minor?"

"THE MOON IS MY FAVORITE PLANET"

It might've started as a normal chuckle but in under half a minute it had dissolved into that ridiculously adorable snorting laugh he did that usually left him breathless, you laughed along with him, hanging your head and giggling as you did so

"thanks"

You shook your head, slightly dizzy from laughing so hard

"don't mention it. I don't like seeing you upset. Besides, you love it when I get all astrological, right?"

"uhhhhh..."

"this is the part where you lie to spare my feelings Donnie."

"yep. Love the astrological stuff. The best." *Plz insert awkward thumbs up here*

[yourlocalshittywriter]

Class 1A Music Headcanons

Author’s Note: Howdy y’all! I’m back with some more headcanons, specifically headcanons involving Class 1A’s music tastes! Please go easy on me, I don’t listen to country or Broadway showtunes, so I did the best I could when it came to talking about those. Enjoy and feel free to send requests!

Also, until an offical hero name is confirmed, I will be making Hitoshi Shinso’s hero name “Mind Fuck.”

🥦Izuku Midoriya - Deku🥦

Who does he sound like? I personally think that he would sound like Ian McCulloch from Echo & the Bunnymen

What is he like at karaoke? He’d be a total nerd and sing Heroes by David Bowie. He’s too good for this world.

What song does he play for his S/O? I Melt With You by Modern English, he’s a sucker for cheesy indie rock love songs.

What are some songs on his playlist?

Laughing by R.E.M.

This Charming Man by The Smiths

Bring on The Dancing Horses by Echo & the Bunnymen

Forever Now by The Psychedelic Furs

We Close Our Eyes by Oingo Boingo

Guilty pleasure song? Everywhere I Go by Hollywood Undead

💥Katsuki Bakugou - DynaMight💥

Who does he sound like? Katsuki most definitely sounds like Oli Sykes from Bring Me The Horizon. 

What is he like at karaoke? Just imagine him at karaoke night doing a cover of Chelsea Smile by Bring Me The Horizon because Denki and Kirishima made him get up there and sing so he decided to pick one of his favorite metalcore songs just to piss them off.  However, it turned out that a lot of people actually thought that it was really fucking cool.

What song does he play for his S/O? This Love by Pantera because it is the only song that talks about love that he actually likes.

What are some songs on his playlist? 

Gasoline by I Prevail

B.Y.O.B. by System of a Down

I Am Going To Kill The President Of The United States Of America by LeATHERMOUTH

Spit It Out by Slipknot

Disciple by Slayer

Guilty pleasure song? Crawling by Linkin Park. He loves Linkin Park, but since Crawling has been memed all to hell, he doesn’t listen to it unless he is positive that everyone who could possibly joke him is out of earshot.

❄️Shoto Todoroki - Shoto🔥

Who does he sound like? Todoroki with the singing voice of Frank Iero? That would be so rad.

What is he like at karaoke? I personally think that Todoroki listens to a lot of angsty shit and punk rock (halfway just to piss off Endeavor), so it would not be out of the question for him to sing My Dad Sucks by Descendents.

What song does he play for his S/O? tragician by frnkiero andthe cellabration

What are some songs on his playlist? 

Richer Than You by Frenzal Rhomb

Last Caress by The Misfits

Give Me The Cure  by Fugazi

No Feelings by Sex Pistols

Everything's Your Fault by Face to Face

Guilty pleasure song? Hot N Cold by Katy Perry

🦈Eijiro Kirishima - Red Riot🦈

Who does he sound like? I have no clue as to why I headcanon this, but I can picture Kirishima sounding like Caleb Followill from Kings of Leon.

What is he like at karaoke? I feel like he would sing Sex on Fire  by Kings of Leon just because he thinks it’s a fun song. Homeboy would not care about the song being about sex.

What song does he play for his S/O? Walking After You by Foo Fighters

What are some songs on his playlist? 

Porch by Pearl Jam

Sex Type Thing by Stone Temple Pilots

Sleep Now in the Fire by Rage Against The Machine

Cochise by Audioslave

Would? by Alice in Chains

Guilty pleasure song? Bang Bang by Jessie J, Ariana Grande, and Nicki Minaj

⚡️Denki Kaminari - Chargebolt⚡️

Who does he sound like? Denki Kaminari sounds like Billie Joe Armstrong from Green Day. No reason, I can just picture it.

What is he like at karaoke? This motherfucker sings Let's Get It On by Marvin Gaye just for the memes. It pisses everyone off.

What song does he play for his S/O? Electric Love by BORNS because of his quirk.

What are some songs on his playlist? 

Gives You Hell by The All-American Rejects

Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus

Stacy's Mom by Fountains of Wayne

Scotty Doesn't Know by Lustra

Ocean Avenue by Yellowcard

Guilty pleasure song? Into the Unknown from Frozen 2 

🧻Hanta Sero - Cellophane🧻

Who does he sound like? I can sort of imagine Sero sounding like Post Malone.

What is he like at karaoke? I have a feeling that he would sing Santeria by Sublime and somehow get most of the class to sing along. It would be great.

What song does he play for his S/O? Sunflower by Post Malone and Swae Lee

What are some songs on his playlist? 

ZIPLOC by Tyler, the Creator

The Brightside by Lil Peep

Still D.R.E. by Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg

Mask Off by Future

My Name Is by Eminem

Guilty pleasure song? Como La Flor by Selena, or anything by Selena for that matter!

💞Mina Ashido - Pinky💞

Who does she sound like? Okay, I’m not saying that Mina sounds like Ravyn Lenae, buuuuuut I’m not saying that she doesn’t sound like Ravyn Lenae.

What is she like at karaoke? I just know that she’s going to be singing something sassy, so I think she’d be singing Material Girl by Madonna!

What song does she play for her S/O? Cuz I Love You by Lizzo

What are some songs on her playlist? 

telepatía by Kali Uchis

Freak by Doja Cat

Sorry Not Sorry by Demi Lovato

thank u, next by Ariana Grande

Heart of Glass by Miley Cyrus

Guilty pleasure song? Maria by Hwa Sa. It’s a guilty pleasure because she doesn’t speak a word of Korean, but she still tries to sing along.

🐸Tsuyu Asui - Froppy🐸

Who does she sound like? Billie Eilish? Billie Eilish.

What is she like at karaoke? She’d sing something cute like Cloud 9 by Beach Bunny.

What song does she play for her S/O? Ma Chérie by Palaye Royale

What are some songs on her playlist?

Everybody Talks by Neon Trees

Sweater Weather by The Neighborhood

i wanna be your girlfriend by girl in red

505 by Arctic Monkeys

Out Of My League by Fitz and The Tantrums

Guilty pleasure song? Fancy by Iggy Azalea

💸Ochako Uraraka - Uravity💸

Who does she sound like? She’d probably sound like Natalie Merchant from 10,000 Maniacs!

What is she like at karaoke? She’d sing Soak Up The Sun by Sheryl Crow and it would be pretty swell!

What song does she play for her S/O? She’d play something that’s really sweet and really beautiful, like Fade Into You by Mazzy Star.

What are some songs on her playlist? 

Barracuda by Heart

One Way Or Another by Blondie

Edge of Seventeen by Stevie Nicks

Somebody to Love by Jefferson Airplane

Like the Weather by 10,000 Maniacs

Guilty pleasure song? Dragula by Rob Zombie, I feel like she’s secretly a huge Rob Zombie fan!

🔊Kyoka Jiro - Earphone Jack🔊

Who does she sound like? She sounds like WILLOW. It just fits her so well!

What is she like at karaoke? She’d probably sing Take Me Down by The Pretty Reckless and she’d look damn good doing it!

What song does she play for her S/O? Still Into You by Paramore, I will not be accepting criticism.

What are some songs on her playlist? 

Still in Hollywood by Concrete Blonde

Cherry Bomb by The Runaways

She's Kerosene by The Interrupters

t r a n s p a r e n t s o u l by WILLOW

Ready to Go by Republica

Guilty pleasure song? Shake It Off by Taylor Swift

💰Momo Yaoyorozu - Creati💰

Who does she sound like? I can imagine Momo sounding like Lana Del Rey. I just feel it!

What is she like at karaoke? I think she likes old jazz along with some newer pop music, so I feel like she’d sing Primadonnna by Marina and the Diamonds!

What song does she play for her S/O? Never Let Me Go by Florence + the Machine would be her go to song to play for her S/O. It would be beautiful.

What are some songs on her playlist? 

Criminal by Fiona Apple 

Lilac Wine by Nina Simone

Summertime by Ella Fitzgerald

Royals by Lorde

I'll Be Seeing You by Billie Holiday

Guilty pleasure song? You Oughta Know by Alanis Morissette. Nobody has a clue as to why Momo likes that song, and neither does she.

🏍Tenya Iida - Ingenium🏍

Who does he sound like? Okay, so say Iida sounded like Elvis? That is all.

What is he like at karaoke? He would want to do a classic song that he likes, but he’d also kind of want the class to sing along with him, so he sings Stuck In The Middle With You by Stealers Wheel. Everyone knows the song but is cringing while singing it because they only know it thanks to that one scene from Reservoir Dogs. P.S. Don’t watch it if you’re sensitive to gore, it’s a Tarantino movie.

What song does he play for his S/O? I have a feeling that he’s into older music (some of it’s kind of cheesy), so I think that he would play Put Your Head On My Shoulder by Paul Anka. Aww, how sweet!

What are some songs on his playlist? 

I Wanna Be With You by The Raspberries

I'm a Believer by The Monkees

Build Me Up Buttercup by The Foundations

Happy Together by The Turtles

A Hard Day’s Night by The Beatles

Guilty pleasure song? These Boots Are Made For Walkin' by Nancy Sinatra

🌑Fumikage Tokoyami - Tsukuyomi🌑

Who does he sound like? I firmly believe that he sounds like Peter Steele from Type O Negative. I just feel it, man.

What is he like at karaoke? He’d probably sing a song that is not exactly meant for karaoke, like Black No. 1 by Type O Negative, but he’d obviously be having fun, so nobody would say anything and just sort of cheer him on.

What song does he play for his S/O? Lovesong by The Cure is most definately something that he plays for his S/O. Yes, it’s because he loves his S/O, but it’s also kind of because of his raging obessesion with The Cure and Robert Smith.

What are some songs on his playlist? 

Gallowdance by Lebanon Hanover

New Dawn Fades by Joy Division

Судно (Борис Рыжий) by Молчат Дома

A Forest by The Cure

The Man With X-Ray Eyes by Bauhaus

Guilty pleasure song? Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood

🦑Mezo Shoji - Tentacole🦑

Who does he sound like? He sounds like Axl Rose for no fucking reason at all.

What is he like at karaoke? He gets the entire class and most of the teachers singing with Welcome To The Jungle by Guns N’ Roses. He’s actually amazing.

What song does he play for his S/O? I Remember You by Skid Row

What are some songs on his playlist? 

Wanted Dead Or Alive by Bon Jovi

Kickstart My Heart by Mötley Crüe

Pour Some Sugar On Me by Def Leppard

Cherry Pie by Warrant

We're Not Gonna Take It by Twisted Sister

Guilty pleasure song? Girls Just Want To Have Fun  by Cyndi Lauper

🍰Rikido Sato - Sugarman🍰

Who does he sound like? He sounds like your stereotypical country singer.

What is he like at karaoke? He sings Your Man by Josh Turner and Denki winds up laughing his ass off.

What song does he play for his S/O? I Will Always Love You by Dolly Parton

What are some songs on his playlist? 

A Boy Named Sue by Johnny Cash

Walkin' After Midnight by Patsy Cline

In the Pines by Lead Belly

I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow by Sawyer Fredericks

Take Me Home, Country Roads by John Denver

Guilty pleasure song? I Want Candy by Bow Wow Wow. Is it because of his quirk? Yes, yes it is.

🐿Koji Koda - Anima🐿

Who does he sound like? He sounds like Geddy Lee from Rush. If you’ve heard his speaking voice, then y’all know why I picked him.

What is he like at karaoke? He doesn’t sing, he’s way too shy.

What song does he play for his S/O? He would play something really cute like Count on Me by Bruno Mars.

What are some songs on his playlist? 

In a Week by Hozier & Karen Crowley

Runaway by AURORA

rises the moon by Liana Flores

Lemon Boy by Cavetown

YKWIM? by Yot Club

Guilty pleasure song? Girls On Film by Duran Duran

🥋Mashirao Ojiro - Tailman🥋

Who does he sound like? I can imagine him sounding like Lindsey Buckingham from Fleetwood Mac!

What is he like at karaoke? Will Ojiro sing a classic rock song at karaoke? Yes, and it would be Another Brick In The Wall by Pink Floyd.

What song does he play for his S/O? You Really Got Me by The Kinks! I imagine Ojiro listening to a lot of classic rock, so playing a song like this for his S/O just seemed to make sense.

What are some songs on his playlist? 

Fortunate Son by Creedence Clearwater Revival

House of The Rising Sun by The Animals

Break on Through (To the Other Side) by The Doors

Bring It On Home by Led Zeppelin

Move Over by Janis Joplin

Guilty pleasure song? Hey Lover by The Daughters of Eve

🌫Toru Hagakure - Invisible Girl🌫

Who does she sound like? She has a dramatic Broadway-esque voice.

What is she like at karaoke? She’s going to be dramatic and pick Memory by Barbra Streisand. Aoyama cries because he’s a dramatic bitch.

What song does she play for her S/O? So This Is Love from Cinderella

What are some songs on her playlist? 

Showtunes.

Just.

Nothing.

But.

Showtunes.

Guilty pleasure song? She has none, if she likes a song, she’s going to sing it until her lungs give out. She has zero shame.

✨Yuuga Aoyama - Can’t Stop Twinkling✨

Who does he sound like? Tim Curry, specifically as Dr. Frank-N-Furter from The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I will not elaborate.

What is he like at karaoke? He most definitely gets up there and sings Single Ladies by Beyonce. It pisses everyone off, even moreso that it was actually pretty good.

What song does he play for his S/O? Lovefool by The Cardigans. Once again, I will not elaborate.

What are some songs on his playlist? 

Tiny Dancer by Elton John

Voulez-Vous by ABBA

Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen

Let's Dance by David Bowie

Born This Way by Lady Gaga

Guilty pleasure song? Sweet Trans******* from The Rocky Horror Picture Show

🧠Hitoshi Shinsou - Mind Fuck🧠

Who does he sound like? This mf right here sounds like Maynard James Keenan.

What is he like at karaoke? I can just imagine him screaming his heart out to Judith by A Perfect Circle and absolutely killing it!

What song does he play for his S/O? His taste in music can be a bit dark at times, but that doesn’t stop him from being adorable, so he plays By Starlight by Smashing Pumpkins for his S/O.

What are some songs on his playlist? 

The Day I Tried To Live by Soundgarden

Ground Zero by BAM BAM

You Know You're Right by Nirvana

Jealous by Eyedress

Wake Up by Mad Season

Guilty pleasure song? MONTERO by Lil Nas X