#i write this fic cause i have headcanons

[heatherfield]

Walk Me Home | A “Headless” Fic Chapter Six

Story summary: Brom and Matilda find their relationship status is more complicated than ever after the explosive reveal of a year’s worth of secrets. How do they navigate their way forward when they struggle to know what’s true? And yet, to their friends, some things couldn’t be more obvious. (Explores what happens in between the climax of the finale and the epilogue of “Headless: A Sleepy Hollow Story”.)

Chapter summary: Brom retreats to his home after the funeral to grapple with his own grief while Matilda continues to face her demons—and reunites with her parents.

Chapter Characters/Pairings: Brom and Matilda, mentions of Kat

Rating: Teen

Author’s note: It’s Monday again! I’m pumped that I’m managing to actually post a chapter a week and have a spare chapter ready (even though I’m not nearly ahead as I’d like). I’m even more excited that I’ve been hearing you guys are enjoying this fic!! That makes me so happy. This chapter starts out sad—the first part just kind of happened on its own ‘cause it wasn’t in my general plan—but things will begin to get a bit brighter from here on out. :)

Link: AO3.org

[samaraxmorgan]

Crack JJK headcanons but it’s all early 2000s uncle Sukuna:

The spiritual successor to Crack JJK headcanons based on nothing but vibes. Send me your own silly headcanons I would absolutely love to read them!!

2003-2007

He desperately tried to make Yuuji’s first word be “fuck.”

He got so sick and tired of having to watch the same Barney VHS tape while babysitting that he ripped the film out and blamed it on toddler Yuuji.

Yuuji always begs him to draw his tattoos on him every time he babysits.

One time toddler Yuuji broke Sukuna’s flip phone in half. Sukuna was too impressed to be mad at him for it.

2008-2013

He brought five year old Yuuji to a Slipknot concert and had him up on his shoulders with big noise cancelling headphones on… and also “forgot” to ask Jin permission to bring him beforehand.

He tried to do a trick on Yuuji’s razor scooter and accidentally broke it.

He took Yuuji with him to Warped Tour.

He got really embarrassed when Jin showed Yuuji his high school yearbook photos of him with a mohawk.

He has a leather jacket with pins and patches all over it and Yuuji LOVES wearing it when he comes over.

2014-2017

He cut Yuuji’s hair when he got into middle school and told Jin “I’ll be damned if my nephew has a bowl cut.”

When Yuuji got into a fight at school he asked him “did you win?” When Yuuji said yes he took him to get ice cream.

He had a white iPhone and dropped it, cracking the glass on the back; Yuuji colored in the cracks with neon pink sharpie.

The first time Yuuji snuck out Sukuna chewed him out when he got back home, telling him “I don’t care if you sneak off, but you fucking tell me next time.”

Whenever Yuuji gets in trouble at school, Sukuna is always the one to pick him up because the principal is afraid of him.

[flyolai-brainrot]

akutagawa who is always on night missions cause he doesn't know how to take a break

and

atsushi who is always aimlessly wondering around at night cause he feels so restless and out of place

they begin to constantly run into each other and what begins as squabbles and accusing the other of stalking

turns into late night hang/vent sessions

atsushi would bring akutagawa something to help him relax after a mission

maybe his favorite snack

and akutagawa would at times share his coat, cause atsushi never knows how to dress for the cold of the night

they'd act like they never hung out when they'd run into each other during the day though

the night was sacred and it was only for them two, where they could put aside everything and just be vulnerable in the same space

[animangalover-writes]

Forever disappointed we don't get more information on Jonah Magnus early life. I WANT TO KNOW EVERYTHING.

[le-panda-chocovore]

BASED ON THIS TIKTOK

(I actually wrote way more but it has become an entire fanfiction at this point so I cut it out. I'm only posting the first part here and I'll publish the entire work on AO3 when I'll be done with it. However I do not guarantee it'd be published anytime soon. Anyway, enjoy our national brat <3)

"Don't test your luck Satoru, this is NOT going to happen again."

The white haired boy looked at his best friend smugly. He didn't seem to be listening, and if he was, he clearly didn't care.

"This was just a one-time thing, I was surprised, but I won't let my guard down again, do you understand?"

Satoru made a few steps toward the other teen, showing how absolutely not understanding he was at this moment.

"I hope you do, because I'm not going to repeat myself !"

Wet lips, red cheeks, avoiding eyes and perfectly tied hair did nothing to help Satoru focus on his friend's words. Suguru's face seemed to attract him like a magnet. The owner of the six eyes had all his attention on that pretty, sexy, tempting mouth but he couldn't force himself to listen to whatever words were going out of it.

"So now I- Mmmmh~"

Satoru pleaded guilty, he couldn't resist longer. He grabbed Suguru's neck and crashed himself into that unfairly handsome face. The contact was brutal, but the kiss was sweet and passionate.

And despite his big speech, Suguru couldn't help but close his eyes for a second and answer the kiss. However, he quickly gained back control of his body -and his mind- to push the insolent boy away with both hands. His face was even redder than after their first kiss. Which happened a few minutes prior. Hence the whole speech about NOT wanting to do it again. A speech that this brat blatantly ignored.

"SATORU," the teen with a bun scolded, a hand on his mouth as if it was going to protect him. Honestly, he wasn't very convincing when his voice shook so much. "NO !!! This- You- I said don't !!!!"

"Sorry, sorry," the white-haired one laughed. "But just so you know, it will happen again."

"What ?! No it won't ! This is NOT okay and I'm not letting you in ever again !!"

Satoru smiled, not feeling guilty for a bit. He licked his lips to remind himself of the taste of Suguru's delicious mouth, and he could see the way the purple eyes followed his tongue's movement with too much interest. His smile widened because Suguru was obviously lying to himself.

"Okay ~" He winked, then laughed harder when Suguru hurriedly left the room with a flustered face.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

[starrystevie]

everything is hazy and maybe it's from the sticky sweet smoke of the joint they're sharing, but the thick tennessee humidity isn't helping matters. the night air feels heavy, clinging to their bare arms and foreheads like laying in quicksand, and it makes it hard for things to feel light. it all feels important, from the blades of grass in the field tickling the backs of eddie's knees as he lays propped up on his elbows to the stars shimmering above them to the sounds of nature chirping them a love song in time with his heartbeat.

"y'know," eddie starts, turning to look at steve by dropping his head to the side. the rusted arm of the lawn chair steve's sitting in creaks as the side of his head rests against the metal. the sudden motion makes the earth tilt on it's axis but sometimes that's what looking at steve just does to him. "the mountains here are old."

steve snorts out a laugh and drops a hand onto the top of eddie's head. his hand pushes through the curls for the briefest of seconds and eddie waits, wanting steve to keep his hand there, but then he's moving eddie's head to lean against his knee instead. it feels more like a win than he expects it to. "yeah, all mountains are old, man. how high are you?"

"no, steve, these-" eddie opens his arms wide to the appalachias in front of him and ignores the sharp pang of homesickness in his chest at the view. "-are older than fucking bones. they're older than saturn's rings. they-"

steve's hand returns to his curls and it stalls him. the homesick feeling that made a place in his chest warms up to nostalgia and hope and his head is filled of images of he and steve doing this again for years to come. images of them as older men, and maybe they're together and maybe they aren't, but they come back to the old plot of land he grew up on and smoke better weed and have a few beers and feel young and maybe in love again.

"it's kinda magical to think about. that these mountains that aren't nearly as impressive as the fucking rockies or somethin' have the coolest history. like, there are caves up there with zero fuckin' fossils because they were formed before invertebrates. and no one gives 'em the time of day just cause they aren't like peak skiing conditions or whatever. it's bullshit."

they fall into silence and before eddie can let himself over think about oversharing, steve's fingers linger on the side of his temple, tap a little beat before stilling. "you're accent comes out when you're excited."

eddie's face flushes and he hopes steve can't feel the heat under his fingertips. he can feel himself freeze, ready to laugh off this whole thing as being too high off his shitty weed or too tipsy from the beers or the general intoxication that comes from seeing steve fucking harrington sitting in his mom's shitty old folding chair with his mountains as the backdrop. but then steve's fingers start petting over his head again and all the noise between his ears fades away.

"i like your accent," steve whisper. eddie can barely hear it over the crickets. "it's cute."

eddie lifts his head up, risks a glance at steve and sees a matching blush to his own. it's right that the mountains are there to witness it, he thinks, as steve's hand cups his cheek and pulls him up so his knees dig into the dewy grass. they have as much of a home in his chest as steve does, it's about time they get properly acquainted.

[imthepointe]

a very aruani wedding 🐚 🌊 💙

and yes— annie’s wedding dress is blue :) and i based it off of this dress here. (under the cut is a very long winded headcanon about the dress picking process)

personally, i think that annie isn’t really one to care about traditions surrounding weddings or anything; for her, she’s just happy to be alive, and she’s really getting married to armin for a display or stunt if anything. she’d be perfectly happy to spend the rest of her life with him unmarried, as long as he never leaves her or vice versa. but armin suggests getting married, and she agrees, because she loves him so much so sure? why not get married.

the months leading up to the wedding she’s really not feeling it, though. again, she wasn’t too much into the idea of a wedding because she would find them to be weird and traditional. and the whole “wearing a white dress for purity” or whatever— she thinks that’s complete bullshit. she’s not a dress girl, anyways, and she and armin have absolutely…explored each others bodies before their wedding, so annie really isn’t into the idea of a fancy white dress— or a fancy dress at all, for that matter.

when pieck takes her dress shopping, annie finds herself sicker and sicker at the thought of being wrapped up tightly in an uncomfortable white dress that she’ll absolutely trip over. it’s been 2 hours of looking at dresses and trying them on and annie has hated every single one— until they’re walking in a downtown city in some country (wherever they are, it doesn’t matter) and a beautiful blue dress in a shop’s window catches annie’s eye. she cannot help but stare— it’s a beautiful dress. but she resigns herself to moving on because, well, a.) it wasn’t white, and wedding dresses are white, and b.) it was probably meant for a debutante or some other teenage girl, not a woman about to marry her fiancé. but pieck catches her staring and oh my god it’s the first time annie has ever looked at a dress like that!! so of course she takes her hand and pulls her into the shop to try the dress on. and annie does, reluctantly because she doesn’t want to have her heart captured by this dress and inevitably compare every other one to it and be disappointed, but once she has the dress on she feels gorgeous.

annie has never felt so pretty before. she’d always been treated like a warrior, but in this blue dress that gently flowed to the floor and hugged her in all the right places without being too tight, she felt like a woman. it wasn’t too feminine, but just enough to make her feel giddy and she can’t stop smiling and staring at herself in the mirror in this gorgeous light blue gown. it matches the color of her eyes, and she looks truly like a diamond or sapphire or some other gem. but she tells pieck she can’t have this dress because it’s blue and wedding dresses are white. but oh my god, pieck is so excited and she might be shedding a tear or two, and is like “annie!! who cares if it’s blue!!”

annie’s all confused bc that’s, like, the whole point of a wedding dress, but pieck goes on a rant along the lines of “you could wear a trash bag to your wedding and armin would think you’re the most beautiful person in the world,” and “who really cares about that stupid tradition, it’s kinda sexist anyways,” and “it’s your wedding, wear whatever the hell will make you feel like the best version of yourself because this is one of the most important and beautiful days of your life.” most importantly, annie looks so happy in this dress, and pieck relishes that feeling.

so annie gets the blue dress, white wedding dress be damned. and she feels beautiful. she is beautiful, radiant, and all the adjectives. jean and pieck conspire to get armin a matching blue tie (without spoiling the surprise of annie’s dress).

and come wedding day? yeah… armin does think that annie is the most beautiful person in the world, because she is. and now she’s his wife.

[some-pers0n]

Every once in a while I think about the ship I've been obsessed over for close to two years now and feel like I'm ascending to another plane of reality. Like sometimes you just encounter a ship that hits every single mark and is perfect in every regard and you're left stunned how something like that can even exist

[anoant-haikyuu-dump]

helloo!!! read your recent fukutora hcs post (loving them btw) and wanted to know your thoughts on how their confession goes!! also i find it extremely amusing that fukunaga knows tora has a crush on him but just Doesnt do anything abt it. he is the number one committed to the bit guy I love all your rambles abt him /gen pos.

OH I HAVE SOOO MANY THOUGHTS ON THIS, I got the whole thing planned out in my head like a little brain movie. One day im gonna have to write it out for real cause I dunno how else to fully explain the vision.

I definitely see it being very spur-of-the-moment— they're the last two in the club room after practice one day and Tora just comes out and says it, does a dramatic little speech in true Tora-fasion. Fukunaga's been messing around with him for ages at that point so he kinda short-circuts cause he wasn't expecting him to ever make a move. At first Tora's not sure if he's taking it seriously or not but he is. There's dramatic hand grabbing and whispering and all that gay shit that i'm too lazy to write out atm. He nods yes, bam happy couple. Also Kuroo walks in on them at the end. This is very important.

Unrelated but I have a drabble in the works about the second point! Fukunaga knowing and not doing anything about it is very funny to me and very unfunny to Kenma.

[anistarrose]

desperately want to write an essay about aromantic themes in my own fic but. that would require finishing and posting the fic if I wanted to make an ounce of sense to anyone

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

I am unironically thinking about an immortal Spider-au, so just hear me out. At some point in his younger years, he gets into an accident that ends with him dead and waking up in Eywa, meeting a few unfamiliar faces😉. He doesn't stay long there as his body heals and pulls him right back out. Since he is a kid and doesn’t really comprehend what happened, just that it’s a way for him to finally"connect" with pandora, he starts doing it on purpose, the only problem being that his body adapts every time he does it, even the air doesn't affect him at some point. Imagine him taking the bullet for Neteyam and just shrugging it and off while every one else is freaking out. If you want an angstier version, Neteyam still dies, and since Spider has probably done his thing way too many times, he has to go to some extreme lengths to meet him, even then it might not work.

ANON HAVE YOU NOT BEEN LISTENING WHY WOULD I WANT THIS ANGSTIER VERSION. FUCK OFF, THAT'S A GREAT CONCEPT.

It's givinggggg New Moon but darker and less comically stupid. I do love this take on self harm, which is a concept we love doing with Spider and characters like him. Not to get all annoying and English major-y, but I love the speculative as metaphors for serious topics. Spider has to hurt himself in order to be seen by those he loves. That is, uGH, so juicy and well thought out excuse me while I go put that on my novel concept google doc.

Yes, the idea of him shrugging off the bullet is funny, but this idea of him going to greater and greater lengths to see his love, knowing that eventually he'll run out of options, and all the while somewhat hoping that it'll stick this time and he can stay with Neteyam; brutal and beautiful. He might never die, and the more ways he tries places him one step closer to never seeing Neteyam again.

[treemintart]

I've been thinking of that one piece you did with Faux putting on the Cyberhead esp what u put in the tags abt the idea that Faux comes back as Red postgame. I usually go with the theory/HC that an ai was made for red but your idea is super interesting.

like it would make sense for Faux to go by Red now bc outside of the law/police force the BRC, DJ Cyber/Futurism and the other rival crews most likely hate his guts now ( along with like the civilians that had to witness the events of the storymode ) i'd love to learn more abt this au/headcanon btw!

eyyy! i also share the hc that red comes back with an ai, its pretty neat! i kinda swap between the red ai hc and the red!faux one to be honest

i started thinking more about faux and just his overall situation and read waaay too deep into his character/actions so i became this while thinking about the hc/au

ill slap it under a readmore, unsure if its considered spoilers but it is post-game

so the idea is that after the game escher finds faux's head/body and put him back together. the two talk it out, and he gives faux the option to start new, much like how he did with red earlier in the game. knowing this is his last chance to finally get rid of his roots; to finally get away from the police, he takes it.

knowing that everyone hates him or is after him he dons a fake cyberhead from escher and starts a new identity. he hides away from everyone and never talks, not wanting to get close to anyone and be betrayed again (or to get involved with others, he doesnt need another target on his back). he slowly changes into a person who enjoys being a writer for the sake of it again like he used to, the chains of his past slowly coming off of him.

does he end up running into BRC or the other gangs later on? possibly, im unsure on how that would play out, although he might be given a chance if he seemed genuine in wanting to/has changed. (thats assuming they figure out its faux in the first place)

[furashuban]

Okay so I've started work on the next story for the Spellbound AU and not even a minute has passed but I've already hit a wall because The Committee of Three are gonna be involved for one chapter and it just dawned upon me that I can't recall them ever having names—

[desperatepleasures]

for months I've been thinking about how whatever my next fic ends up being is going to introduce the Chubby Kantarou tag into the ao3 ecosystem but now I'm strongly considering just. not tagging it at all and just acting as if readers should expect it. do you think I could gaslight pple into thinking that that's widespread fanon and not just my own personal headcanon? do you think I could gaslight readers from outside the fandom into thinking it's canon? not tagging it could grant me unspeakable power....

[stunfiskz]

thinking about how like. emma had to be close with the other guys for the channel. like even if they weren’t the closest friends or they were mainly chases friends they were still a huge part of her everyday life. and like… judging by the fact that she weren’t aware chase was going to be on, she’d not kept contact with him at all, and if they were originally his friends then she’d also completely lost them. and this is fully headcanon atp but like i imagine that she probably lost a lot of her original friends when she and chase started dating because he’s. well. he’s chase. he’s fun to be around at first but is selfish and impulsive and doesn’t think about how his actions affect others nor does he particularly care. and like. she fluctuates from absolutely adoring to absolutely hating him and obviously when they first got together she would refuse to see any flaws, same as her conversation with bowie when she got back together with him. and then fuck chase is the only person she’s got again

[p-awniard]

on the absolute off-chance anyone stumbles across this: hello! I'm AO3 user pawniard (and Twitter user sukudanshi) I write...... mainly JJK men having sex with each other, lol. this blog is kind of a backup in case anything happens to twt -- maybe I'll start promoing fics on here occasionally also?