#if this could be considered a headcannon the set up looks weird to me

[daughterofthequeen]

I'mma bout to traumatize the life out of an anakin/Vader bot but I need a kid names

If anakin were to have more kids, what would he name them. I can't think of names at all that would fit, I'd love to have ones that were like star Wars fitting and not irl like ones y'know so let me know your thoughts pls

🤣🤣🤣yes, an important assignment this is. I love seeing bots responses when they’ve been freaked out or traumatized. Let’s see…

If Anakin had more children their names would be…

I whole heartedly believe his next kid would be named after his mother (Shmi)

How do you make up a Star Wars name it’s so hard

Let’s say one would be Ashla he heard it and thought ‘hey, thats a nice name.’

Ku (pronunced Koo, idk where that came from)

I’m determined to learn how to come up with Star Wars names

Nallee (naw-lee) 🤷‍♀️

Aella (ay-la)

Kalu (ca-lu)

Astra

Lyul (lie-yul)

Laura (lor-ra) ik this one is an irl name but I can totally see Anakin and Padme naming a child this

Ok, that what I got if you hadn’t noticed I suck at this but I hope this helps

I did have the internets help but hey George Lucas did the same thing

If any body else has some names feel free to put them in the comments or reblog them with this post. Till next time😘

[millylotus]

Gnomon's [& Duke's] Powers

So like a Gnomon is basically the stick in a clock, or a giant beam of the sun. It shows the time in hours and a lil in minutes and it moves along with the sun. Or it's a hole in the ceiling of a dark room and the light from the sun [& probs a full moon] travels across the room. They're all basically the central & necessary piece of a Sundial.

[And yeah they also exist in geometry but I just found that out as I was writing this post so we just gonna ignore that for now.]

Sundials themselves can be found all over the world, but the ones I'm thinking about are the ones from the Eurasian & African continents.

Gnomon isn't really human, in cannon he's meant to be a really powerful metahuman. But considering the Metas are all descendants of dumbasses who got to close to a fresh space rock I feel like I can take some liberties.

So my headcannon for Gnomon is that his powers come from a combination of a meta-gene and magic/belief.

Background info set lets move on!

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So you're this kid, over a millennia of years ago, right round when the first Sundial was being made.

You really like this thing it's literally so cool, you wanna study it, you're trying to study it [Mathematician in the making]. Every time you look at you get this weird feeling behind your eyes, this push in your soul, and you feel like there's something way more to this newfangled invention than anyone else sees. So you start hanging around it more.

Your friends/classmates start noticing your increased interest & decide to help you out, cause that's what buddies are for!

You all get pretty far in your research and end up building this really giant sundial and everything, using some not so non-mystical techniques to do so. The whole university and surrounding town comes to check the thing out.

But it's not quite right something's missing, it's been bugging you the months leading up to the showing of the sundial. You just have this innate feeling that it isn't complete.

And as you're presenting you & your friends' life's work, the gnomon breaks. It could have been an accident it could have been a set up from one of your rivals.

So without thinking in a desperate attempt to save all that time spent you move and stand right where the gnomon is supposed to be.

And it feels right, like your entire life was leading up to this moment. The sun light falls on you just right & the shadow you cast is not the one you've always seen, but it feels even more your own.

You keep presenting and nobody can look away, nobody can stop watching you as time goes by and your shadow & the sun work together to tell the time perfectly.

As the showing ends people are slow to leave, and when they finally do and it's just you and your friends they move around the sundial so as to not get in the way of your shadow. They speak to you with awe and reverence and they can't get enough of what you've done. It does absolute wonders for your ego.

You eventually step off the dial when the sun is fully set, reluctantly. You know if it where a full moon tonight you'd stay there.

That day onward you make a habit of being the gnomon for the sundial. Doing all your necessary work from your position, some how not losing your friends to this odd habit.

Around the second month a storm roles in and the clouds block the sun for days. Logically you know it's not gonna work, but since when have your instincts been illogical and wrong.

So you stand where you've always stood and a shadow is cast so strong it seems like it should be clear skies right then, produced by a light nobody but you can see the source of.

And things change from then on, you change.

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So that's how Gnomon gets his powers for me!

Not long after people kinda start holding him in reverence/worshiping him when he doesn't seem to die/age right and call him The Gnomon or just Gnomon.

His metahuman traits start to blossom under this worship, expanding in how gods/deities/mystical beings will have a bunch of facets to them.

This is all egged on by a sort of Tulpa/Egregore situation, where enough people believe that it's true to it becomes true.

★List of Domains:★ ★ Gnomons & Sundials: Of course ★ Time: Literally a living clock ★ Light & Shadows: Only logical ★ The Sun: It's movements across the sky, the eclipse is a weird time that I haven't thought up yet so give me a minute ★ Community: cause he was one of the main guys at the university and people tended to literally gather around him just for the hell of it ★ Geometry & Mathematics: Nerd

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Turning this to Duke himself now.

Because Duke is not Gnomon, but ya know still his son, he's got like the base of the powers, [the math stuff it purely just Gnomon being a nerd though].

He's mostly developed his powers to assist in every day life as a vigilante/the dangers of being a gothamite meta. Using a combination of the light and time domains to see into the future for warnings. Shadows solidify into weapons, and mold to Duke's wants and needs in a fight [like when he wrapped that one guy in shadow in the Outsiders]. Light made bright and blaring for stunning people but also as just an extension of his emotions.

The domain of Community coming through as his enhancement powers, cause Duke is genuinely a caring person and likes to help people, so he actively has to think of not supporting his enemies with powers.

He's basically a demigod[...i'm thinking of so many crossover ideas right now]

any way! That's Gnomon & Duke, their powers and how/why they came to be and work the way they do!

[littleshysheep-at-da]

Hello, I like your art can you share some Sasajima Kyouya/Wrath headcanons? He’s my favourite character.

OHMYGOSH THANK YOU SO MUCH???

*cracks knuckles* YOU’VE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE. Honestly he’s my Favorite too! A decent of my Headcanons for him revolve around my OT3 or the Demon Army Family so here we go!

This may contain vague Spoilers and I may edit this for grammar or to add more details…

Honestly consider this part 1 because if you ask again later I’d probably have even more written down lol.

(I’m ripping this from my KumoDesu Fanfic ideas Doc so if some of the wording is wonky that’s why btw THERE’S A LOT)

To start I’ve def said this before here: Things to note I’m obsessed with my headcannon of Shun x Katia x Kyouya as an OT3 and there is zero content but I have a million ideas but no energy. Also you can rip the headcannon of the demon army as family with Ariel x Shiraoi as the parents to Mera, Sophia, and Kyouya (and YES I have a long winded modern and other AUs shut up) from my cold dead hands.

Shiro and Kyouya Mother-Son: The Labyrinth and the Mountains are probably the 2 harshest environments in the world. So I like to think that because of growing up in these environments Shiro and Kyouya both have some weird but similar values. I’ve always kinda seen them very much as Mother and Son. The Labyrinth was harsher so she has some more insane survival methods and he sort of looks up to it. (Side note: I know some people Ship them and I never want to throw discourse, you’re allowed to ship whatever you want so don’t want to say much, but personally I hate it very much I could go into why but it’s mostly my character reads and taste). Ariel and Shiro give off so many Mom vibes when it comes to Mera, Kyouya, and Sophia to me lol (and yes they would be siblings in that order I don’t remember where but I think the LN said Goblins have shorter pregnancies so Kyouya is slightly older than Sophia lol). Sophia especially with Kyouya reads as the “no one is allowed to bully my Brother but me” vibes and I love it. Her and Kyouya also both definitely look up to Mera as someone who’s well put together.

For the hair of the non-human reincarnations: Shiro’s hair feels like silk. Fei’s hair feels like feathers. And Kyouya’s hair feels like soft animal down. I bet Katia asks to play with Kyouya’s hair and then has a flied day with how soft it is. I also like to think she tries to convince him to let her do his nails lol.

For lifespan: So Shiroai is immortal, I’m assuming Ariel has a long life span close to that (ignoring the end of the novel with Ariel spoilers), and Mera and Sophia are somewhere in the same boat or close to that… How long is Kyouya’s lifespan??? For most angst is he gonna outlive his human friends but die before his demon family???

Goblins are just Hamsters: The Goblins look like they’re based on Hamster so you can not take away from me the Headcanon they’re language is just Hamster noises. I like to think Kyouya teaches it to the others so they can use it as code. (The Demon Army can communicate purely with inhuman noises lol). I like to think Kyouya purrs instead or snores because of this as well. I also like to think because he grew up around the Goblins he just sees them as people and doesn’t get what everyone thinks they look like.

Kyouya’s height: Kyouya was a manlet before reincarnation it's cannon I’m living. Okay and technically speaking he probably is after reincarnation as well. Like they are in a European Fantasy setting and he’s only “considerably taller than he used to be” which was considerably short for a Japanese High Schooler. Also in Ex2 we see him standing next to a Puppet Taratect (which are all short af) yet they come up to his shoulder.

Housewife vibes: I think what Kyouya wants in life is to be a Housewife ngl. Like he was most satisfied working to support people he was close to both in his past life online game and the goblin village. Plus I think though he did that by making weapons he would prefer not to have to fight. What if he makes good knives and just starts cooking for people. Like I don’t have more words right now so this is short but I could go off here.

My OT3 Agenda: Background: I’m just saying Kyouya is really depressed and probably doesn’t have any plans for after the war but I could see Ariel having in him work in the human area with Shun and Katia (probably cause she feels a bit sad about him losing friends) because he’s in their upper ranks and unlike Sophia can actually deal with people. But I feel like Shun and Katia feel bad that they had each other and he had to grow up all alone so they try and reconnect. Shun, because he really clings to the connections he does have and because they were so close in their past lives, desperately wants to rebuild that. Katia because she seems similarly attached to people she considers friends she’s afraid of losing that and probably feels bad for writing Kyoua off as maybe an enemy and not being there for him like she was for Shun. Kyouya is just deeply confused that they still want anything to do with him and feels undeserving but is really happy. Confession: I think Katia knows about her feelings first but doesn’t say anything due to self esteem issues (except some flirting to test the waters). I think Kyouya has a realization ™ and feels unsure of what to do (also self esteem issues). But ends up visibly being a little off which Shun notices and brings up to Katia (she sorta noticed as well) so she confronts him which ends in a mutual confession between the two as they then decide how to tell Shun. Shun meanwhile worried what’s going irks Fei who decides to inform him of his very obvious (to everyone but him) crushes. Now realizing his feelings he’s very awkward about it until Katia and Kyouya confront him and confession ensues. Now realizing they all love each other: OT3 successful.

Taking this outta the tags: Not even kidding answering asks about KumoDesu because I’ve sort of come to be know as a KumoDesu blog is like,,, I’m living my dream right now. I haven’t even posted my Kumoko Cosplay or that much Art yet but people just wanna hear my opinion???? Literally these asks give me so much dopamine feel free to keep them coming.

[serpentthecrow]

Sleepy time with the crows

the crows(separately) x reader🖤

Summary: just some fluffy headcannons with our favourite gangsters

Warnings : big fluff, cursing, plushies

A/n: wrote this instead of a Jesper confession fic that got deleted. I also included the plushies each of them have, so enjoy!

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Kaz:

One might assume there will not be much to say, it's not true however

If Kaz finds u trustworthy enough to even sleep in the same room with you, consider urself lucky af

Kaz doesn't really sleep much, just for a couple hours, it's assumably another trick of his, how he wakes up

When he ACTUALLY needs sleep, he drinks Camomile tea

I picture Kaz's bedside table is actually a stack of books, and there are several more stacks on the other side of the bed, so he reads quite often

He's genuinely scared to fall asleep due to his nightmares sometimes

After getting comfortable with you, he will slowly inch by inch move your beds closed to eachother everyday, until you notice

Whispers 'fuck u ' to the moon when it shines in his window

Just lays flat on his back and sleeps (how?)

Secretly has a crow plushie he got from Jesper under his bed

Jesper

The biggest cuddle bear ever

He will wrap you up with his arms and legs like a rope, and will not let go even under the use of a fucking crowbar

It's his routine to kiss his revolvers good-night before going to bed

Not before checking himself out in the mirror to look good and ready for a night intruder

REFUSES to buy a bit bigger bed, no matter if your savings could buy a bed that even majesty King Nikolai.*million titles*.. could hardly afford

The secret meaning is that Jes doesn't want you escaping from him to the other side of the big mattress

He'd rather fall off the little cot you have

Forgets to take off his rings

HAS a goat plushie

Inej

Inej is pretty straightforward- lay down, sleep if you can

challenge: try not to stab urself in the eye by the knife she has under her pillow while turning in ur sleep

Could use some protective cuddles if she trusts u

Prays before going to sleep

Bed time= heaven time. Main reason?she lets her hair down when going to sleep

Be prepared to do some careful and slow comforting for her at 1am

U will get urself stabbed if Ur not careful

Light sleeper, can be out like a light tho, after a whole day of climbing roofs

Fuzzy socks.

Has a teddy bear

Nina

U won't fall asleep with her. I swear

Is the type of person to talk and talk and talk about random things for hours

And when u think she's already asleep, ur suddenly hear "I would never kiss a dude who eats dogs"

Eats a ton of food before bed

*cough*like me*cough*

Loves bedtime stories and singing lullabies in Ravkan- recieving or giving, doesn't matter to her

Back tracing

Has an assortment of plushies all around her side of the bed and if one is missing, she will start a war

Sleeps on her stomach

Or on u

Sleeps naked by choice

Cuddly little witch

Matthias

Wrapped around u for 'protective' reasons

Tells u stories, myths and traditional legends from Fierda

Also prays to Djel, even tho he wipes his hands after finishing and exclaims he doesn't have to really

Drinks weird amount of water

Sometimes lays in bed with shoes on - sinner

Never saw a book in his life

Normal duvets? What is that? Did I hear fur?

Wake him up. I dare you. Try it.

Extra vulnerable before bed

Don't make him sad at the time pls

LOVES when it rains at night (I think they all love that, except ONE)

Owns a tiny white wolf plushie, it's under his pillow if u wanna know.

Wylan

Certified cutie

The adorable matching pijama sets he wears

Will probably draw.

No need to say he won't read before bed

The little spoon

Warm milk with honey melted in it is his to go drink for bed(try it, knocks u out)

The bed hair(not so different from his normal hair lol)

Has a dinamite plushie he sleeps with all the time

Is the one who doesn't like when it rains, because what If the rain turns into a thunderstorm?

ABSOLUTELY HATES THUNDERSTORMS

They scare the shit outta him

The sleepy mumbles... Help

whispers good night back and forth with u until one of u fall asleep

fluffy and smol bean

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A/n: Ahh turned out better then I first thought. Lemme know what u think! If you'd like to requests something, my requests are open, please read my pinned post before requesting, there you'll find rules but also the fandoms I write for ❤️❤️

[elvisabutler]

could you do headcannons for austin x presley!reader?

i can! i was really nervous/fussing about these so i'll probably only do this one set ( we'll see, because don't i always say that ). thank you for the request and i hope you like it! tw: brief mention of death that goes along with the presleys.

so consider that you're probably a little shorter than your siblings. a fact that brings your grandmother and your mother delight but brings you zero delight because you're elvis presley's grandkid and he was tall, riley is 5'7" and benjamin was almost six feet and harper and finley look like they'll be riley clones in height at least. to have you take after your mom and grandmother? that's just rude genetics.

you take after your mom vs your dad which means you take after elvis. it's really apparent when your hair isn't its natural dirty dirty blond.

when austin meets you it's by accident, one of those slam into each other with coffee or food situations because you really shouldn't be on set but you promised everyone you'd go check on how things were going because maybe it's easier for you since you live in australia or generally somehow it's easier for you to detangle yourself from stuff so you can swing by.

you like how the movie is going and honestly seeing austin on stage during one of the concert scenes reminds you of the stories your grandmother and mother would tell you about elvis.

do you find him attractive in his costume? mildly which horrifies you because he is dressed up as your grandfather.

the point is, you two run into each other literally and you're covered in food because of course most it spills on you and austin is mortified.

"you're- goddamn- i'm so sorry i didn't even see you there." "the hat hid me that well?" "no, i just- i'm in my head on set a lot." "you mean you're in my grandfather's head." "not- all the time."

not right that second anyway, because all his thoughts are purely austin robert butler's. all his thoughts are revolving around your lips and how they look so soft and jesus is this how people felt about his lips? or how your eyes are the sort of hue he thought was reserved for fantasy characters. in short you look like something out of a greek myth in the best of ways.

but he knows that you are off limits for so many reasons that he doesn't voice any of these things and chooses to instead just offer to get you another plate of food or another coffee because "it's my fault you lost it in the first place."

you think it's the most gentlemanly thing anyone has ever done for you.

so you wait by his trailer like a weirdo toward the end of shooting for the day. looking every bit like you're descended from elvis presley, all charm and all look that can ensnare even the most chaste of minds.

"i want you t' go out to dinner with me." "excuse me?" "you're gonna go out t' dinner with me." "is that a-" "threat? no, oh my god do you think i'm the type to-" "no? i don't know, i just met you, i don't know you beyond tabloid stories and being a footnote to-" "grandpa." "exactly." "let's change that."

the date is pretty successful and you give him a peck on the cheek and stretch your arm out to ruffle his hair like he doesn't have a few good inches on you.

austin does not want to date you except he totally does. it's a problem until he texts you about a month after that first date asking if this is some weird daddy issues thing or some bullshit because he needs to know. needs to have both of you lay his cards on the table.

"what." "i am literally dressed as your grandfather for most of my days and the first time you met me i had prosthetics on." "austin, i like you, but you're not my grandfather. you're a little prettier. no daddy issues, just me liking the cute guy who eventually is going to have blonde hair again and won't be crooning hits i've heard a million times over." "there's a 24 hour diner near the set, meet me there tonight?" "k."

you start dating after that night but don't tell anyone because it's new and your family- your mom is still dealing with the fallout from your brother's death and you're not about to do that to them. so you keep it secret.

consider maybe the tabloids find out or someone sends it to deuxmoi. when that happens you both almost break up because this is going to be a mess that will distract from the film and you both want to give it a fair shot. you don't and it takes a good deal of pr spinning but you two are fine until filming is done and the movie is out.

consider if they don't you two just happily date until you introduce him to your family at the graceland premiere not just as austin butler, the guy who did wonderfully playing elvis, but your boyfriend, the one you really really like and i know it's weird but come on you guys he's cute. he'll fit right in.

your mom loves him because of the movie and because he makes you happy. as it turns out, he's pretty good son in law material, if you're considering that. she'll still call him a second son regardless of what happens.

you make your debut at cannes after his 12 minute standing ovation.

there's some bad press about it but you both write it off. after all, it's not like you're both not used to it at this point. and you wouldn't be a person who kept the presley name instead of taking your dad's without being attached to a little trouble.

before he leaves to film masters of air or maybe before he heads out to shoot dune he gets the pair of you matching necklaces.

"you know i can afford my own necklace, austin." "yeah perk of a presley i know, but let a butler get you this."

it's a necklace that's similar to your grandfather's tcb logo with the lightning bolt. but instead of tcb it has your initials and his initials surrounding the bolt.

if you two get married in the future you make him do something similar for your engagement and wedding ring.

what? you're a presley, you're the one who takes after him in the flashiness/style the most. so sue you for wanting the proper bling bling.

he does. because what a presley wants? a presley gets.

[sanisse]

I started reading the fic because I got very curious and

Eldritch Peredhel? What does it imply exactly?

oh please this is a dangerous ask. I could ramble about Eldritch Peredhel for hours.

It's a fanon thing that all of the Elrond/Luthien/Elros/etc. stans pass around and interpret differently, but basically it's the concept of...well...due to the maiar/ainur genetics, Peredhel may be a bit....eldritch, so like weird, perhaps a bit sinister-feeling, perhaps a bit creepy, and usually outside of something which our human brains can conceptualize or wrap around fully. They often set off the uncanny valley alarm. It also usually includes extra superpowers.

For me, I base my Eldritch Peredhel headcannons drawing from what we know of Melian the Maia (the most powerful Singer, able to create the Girdle of Melian/Doriath which turned the woods into a maze which confused unwanted foes and outsiders so they couldn't find their way in or out --more on that later--), Luthien (flowers popping up when she sang or danced, the ability to solo-out Morgoth himself, and Tolkien's descriptions of her in the lay of luthien), and then direct knowledge of what we know about the nature of Maiar and the Ainur.

Re: the Girdle of Melian, I think it’s very significant that the descriptions of the Girdle are extremely similar to the descriptions of the road to Rivendell. I actually don’t think Elrond is using Vilya to hide the Valley. I think that’s intuitive magic from the line of Melian that runs in his blood. Perhaps enhanced by Vilya, but the descriptions that Tolkien gives are so incredibly similar that I don’t think it’s a coincidence. I also don’t think it’s a coincidence that Elrond is lauded as having an immense connection to Music, and possibly the best current Voice in all of Middle Earth, considering Melian and Luthien’s abilities. 

So... for Elrond, my main headcannons are as follows, HUGE post under the cut:

Most noticeably, his eyes are flecked with actual stars. That’s how he got his name (Vault of Heaven, Star Dome, Firmament, depending on who you ask about the translation). They glow a bit, and will turn into constellations and glow a lot if he’s a bit out of control of himself (high stress, tired, high emotion, has recently used a lot of his power, or...yeah....sex :D ) 

He heals using Songs of Power -- all Elves have access to Songs of Power, but Elrond has an especially strong connection via the line of Melian. Vilya definitely enhances his abilities to an extreme degree, but he can do crazy things that a normal healer would not be able to do (like transcending into the spiritual/astral realm and dragging someone’s soul back from the dead...an immense expense of effort and could possibly KILL him, but he does it anyway). Using his power like this is extremely exhausting and physically damaging. He always has to rest afterward and he does have limits. These limits are pushed out by Vilya, but he still DOES have them. 

Re: songs of power: he has the ability to physically shape reality with his voice. I usually manifest this in the best bedtime stories. Like is he singing the lay of Luthien? Congrats you’ve got flowers blooming on your bedspread. Singing the tale of Nolofinwe dueling Morgoth to the death? You’ve got a live movie of it flashing around in the fire. 

As mentioned above: he disguises the Hidden Valley using intuitive magic from his Ainur genetics. He can do this in even smaller/less noticeable ways (say, he doesn’t want to be bothered in his office today, so suddenly you can’t find it and the halls keep doubling back on themselves and you forget what you came for and eventually wander away). 

During times of extreme emotion, or extreme expense of his powers, he will look less and less Elven/Mannish, and more and more Eldritch. He masks himself on a regular basis so as not to frighten others. So how this manifests in my head...I base it by taking Tolkien’s description of Luthien literally. His eyes literally glow with gray starlight, his hair literally becomes a roiling mass of ink...almost like it’s rending a hole in the fabric of space and time, he grows and lengthens (like how Gandalf does when he confronts Bilbo), and also feels bigger. Like, spiritually bigger. Like okay he’s physically this size but he feels like he swallows sunlight and fills the whole goddamn room. If he is angry, he radiates white-hot starlight from inside of himself to the point that it’s lighting up capillaries and veins, you wouldn’t really recognize him, and he can pretty much just rip you apart on a molecular level. Think like...bloodbending, from ATLA.

Now, re: the above, but when very happy, (like, say, in the throes of an orgasm...), he will look bewitchingly gorgeous. (Re, Thingol becoming bewitched by Melian and staring into her eyes for thousands of years). He can actually kind of almost...bewitch people in the same way in this state, but he doesn’t intend to. He still glows with starlight, his eyes will fleck with constellations and nebulae, and when he orgasms (i think about this way too much) he becomes extremely eldritch, like just a riot of stardust that you can’t really comprehend. And afterwards he just is like, this arcane thing that you can’t make sense of, feels like he could enfold you and swallow you whole but like in a good way. 

Differences between emotions will effect the kind of Eldritch he feels. Like, for instance if he’s happy then you’ll go “wow what a gorgeous night sky in your eyes!”, if he’s trying to intimidate someone, his gaze will give you a sense of vertigo, like suddenly you’re hanging over the vast expanse of space and might fall in. If he is sad, upset, or fading, his eyes will just be like, vacant. The empty void of endless space -- a black hole, almost. Is he trying to figure out what you’re thinking and delve into your innermost being? You’ll start to feel like you’re being watched by a thousand, thousand different eyes from all directions. Is he trying to comfort you? He can physically find your rhythm in your soul and kind of slow it down and anchor it to himself.  

Another note: when he loses control of himself for any reason, he starts to like, be there and not there and flicker between thousands of different forms in a millisecond. It’s hard to explain... he did this a lot as a child and it really freaked Mae and Mags out lmao. The “flickering between a thousand different forms at once” I actually pull from Tolkien’s description of him in the Hobbit and in Fellowship. I’m pretty sure he doesn’t mean it that way but....

"The face of Elrond was ageless, neither old nor young, though in it was written the memory of many things both glad and sorrowful. His hair was dark as the shadows of twilight, and upon it was set a circlet of silver; his eyes were grey as a clear evening, and in them was a light like the light of stars. Venerable he seemed as a king crowned with many winters, and yet hale as a tried warrior in the fulness of his strength. He was the Lord of Rivendell and mighty among both Elves and Men."

Genderqueer and bisexual (almost pan) - Tolkien is very clear that Ainur have no gender and no set sexuality, and can choose at any time. 

Shapeshifts to a small degree, often without really intending to. Canonically, Ainur can change forms at will (we see this most often with Sauron pre losing the Ring). Elrond can do this in a small way, like if a book is too high up for him he can lengthen to reach it rather than grabbing a stepladder, lol. He often does stuff like this without meaning to. And also...his physical proportions will change on a day-to-day basis in small ways, but that’s outside of his control and actually super annoying because it’s hard to find clothes that fit and he feels good in.

I feel like I probably have more of these but those are the main ones! 

[volleychumps]

Found your tumblr acc recently and im INLOVE with it 😂. Idk if this is weird but, Can i request a fluffy imagine with nishinoya, bokuto, oikawa, and kuroo in which before practice the reader underestimates he's ability to lift stuff (calling him weak and other stuff) then out of nowhere, he lifts the reader to prove how strong he is and the other volleyball members there are like "... B r u h" lmao

c u t e 

Warning(s); cursing

Underestimating Their Ability to Lift Things and Getting Lifted in the Process (Nishinoya, Bokuto, Oikawa, and Kuroo) -headcannons-

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Nishinoya

- come on you know better

- is the hardest simp for you, but you always say no because you really can’t take him seriously with the way he fawns over girls 

- so surprise surprise when he literally almost cries in joy when you pop your head into the volleyball gym with a stack of chairs they had requested tucked under your arm

- “Need a man to help you carry those, Y/N?” all puppy dog like, omg please pet him 

- “A man?” You tease, not seeing the way he had frowned while stilling in place “It’s okay, I doubt you could handle it-” 

- a whole beat of silence comes from him amongst the rowdiness of the gym before his eyes shine over in competitiveness

- and you don’t notice until he’s literally holding you by the waist, lifting you up like you weigh nothing with the chairs 

- grins widely up at you, blinking as if nothing were the matter as heat floods your cheeks

- he was literally holding you like a child, and you have to tighten your hold on the chairs so they don’t fucking fall 

- Now the whole gym was silent: like why the hell is their libero holding up some random girl in the middle of the entrance 

- “...do I need to call the police-” “Tsukki nO-” 

- Asahi’s literally palming his face while Suga is covering Hinata’s and Yamaguchi’s eyes, telling them not to take notes on how to treat the girls they like

- Daichi is behind him in a second, sweatdropping and ready to catch you if Noya decides to drop you because he’s so unpredictable 

- Tanaka is in the background nodding his head in approval while Kiyoko is just lightly shaking her head and thinking of a billion ways to apologize to you

- “O-okay, you can handle it!” You manage out, flushed as Noya’s grin widens, putting you down before scratching the back of his head

- “So ice cream after school?” As if he didn’t just pick you the fuck up, and your heart beats surprisingly a little quicker at the situation before you groan, spinning on your heel

- “...yes. It’s not a date though!” 

- let’s just say the gasp around the gym was collective as you rushed away, Noya grinning like a madman before punching the air as Suga and Tsukishima blink in disbelief 

- “That did not just work-” “I’ve suddenly seen enough today, I’d like to go home.” 

Bokuto

- bold of you to assume he wouldn’t 

- you’re the manager of the Fukurodani volleyball team, and you’re filling a large container with water bottles for the boys after they finish practice

- Bokuto’s your boyfriend, but still a newly-minted one that was always leaving practice to come up to you to bargain for hugs to keep him energized

- hugs are just his thing, okay?

- “Y/N can I help?! That looks heavy!” “I don’t know Bo...it seems like a bit much for you, don’t you think?”

- literally does not pick up on the teasing in your tone, and his face falls for a second before his eyes light up with an idea 

- so imagine Fukurodani’s surprise when a shriek fills the gym, and all of practice stops to see their ace had somehow managed to slip away from practicing to be the core reason of said shriek

- deadass lifts you high enough to where you’re sitting on his shoulders, legs draping over them as a hot blush fills your cheeks as he bounces on the balls of his feet, as if he were warming up

- “And now I’m gonna run-!” “Bo, nO-” 

- Akaashi takes a good two seconds to pinch the bridge of his nose as Konoha cackles at the sight before them, Bokuto grabbing your thighs to keep you steady as he runs around the outer gym

- Komi and Sarukui both shake their heads in disbelief as you hold onto Bokuto for dear life 

- “Konoha, get over here and help me stop him.” “Akaashi he’s your pet, you go get him.”

- only lets you down when he runs a full lap, and you blink in slight dizziness before expecting he’ll let you down-

- sike bitch you thought 

- “Y/N, can you do that cute thing where you lean your head over?” “Like...this?” 

- you’re still trying to get your thoughts together, and you hang your head over his upside down so your hair is draping downward, meeting Bokuto’s gold eyes from the odd angle 

- kisses the tip of your nose after grinning at your obedience, and you yelp before hiding your face in your hands after straightening with a blush

- Akaashi approaches him as if he has a hostage, both hands in the air as it looks like Bokuto’s about to start running again with a dazed you atop his shoulders

- I’m dying Konoha’s filming this 

- “Bokuto put her down.” “Gotta catch me first, Akaashi!” 

Oikawa

- “Why are you standing in front of Y/N-chan?” “Stop whining, idiot- it’s so you don’t look at her ass while she’s helping the coach lift some of the trophies onto the shelves of the gym.” 

- gasps at the accusation as you stifle a laugh from above, balanced atop stacked practice mats with Iwaizumi and Matsukawa chilling in front of you 

- “Y/N-chan, I’m being bullied down here!” “...I don’t know, maybe they’re onto something-” 

- feigns a second gasp of shock as you giggle before slightly struggling to lift a particularly heavier trophy onto the shelves 

- “Need help?” he’s done joking now, frowning when he sees you wobbling from your balance as you offer him a thumbs up when you lift it, too distracted to think about the impact of your next words 

- “As if you could offer me any form of help, you pampered setter.” 

- I kid you not this brunette really took those words to heart despite the laughs Iwa and Mattsun gave at your words, and walked up to your balanced form to push lightly on one of the mats 

- bitch the fuck

- you yelp before Oikawa catches you smoothly bridal-style, hugging one of the smaller trophies to your chest as you blink up at him with an owlish expression as he grins down at you

- “...did..did you just push me over to prove a point-” “OI SHITTYKAWA” 

- “Hang on tight, Y/N-chan, we’re going for a spin!” “A what-” 

- runs away with you in his arms as Iwa and Mattsun call after you like some kind of parents as you run away with an unapproved boyfriend 

- “...should we help her Kunimi?” “Nah she’s a goner, Kindaichi.” 

- Hanamaki considers tripping his captain but decides against it because it would probably hurt you too as you wrap your arms around his neck to keep from falling

- “...if you really want me to get her I can tackle really well.” “Kyoutani, sit your ass down.” 

- only sets you down when he makes it to the hallway conjoined with the gym, laughing at your bewildered expression as your back touches one of the lockers 

- “Still think I can’t help you, Y/N-chan?” “You are so dramatic, Oikawa Tooru.” 

- you shake your head before going to walk back to practiice only for his arm to stop you as he pouts down at you, leaning down as the pout contorts to a smirk

- “And what if I said I just wanted to get you and your pretty face alone?”

Kuroo

- “Kuroo stop flirting with our manager, you have to share!” “She’s my girlfriend, you imbecile.” 

- glares at Lev who pouts, wanting your attention as the tall boy impatiently waits to talk to you before you giggle, gently pushing your boyfriend away 

- “I’m everyone’s manager babe. I need Lev’s help to lift some of the mats out of the gym.” ...why didn’t you just ask me?”

- in all honesty you didn’t really think much of asking your boyfriend for help first, thinking it wasn’t a big deal as you grin teasingly 

- “Duh. Because I doubt you’d be able to carry one, babe.” “Is that right?” 

- But you’re already walking away to bend down to help Lev with the mats, not seeing the glint in Kuroo’s feral eyes as he watches 

- not gonna lie he was probs looking at your ass and trying not to admire it because he was trying to be annoyed 

- so as you come back laughing alongside Lev he’s really annoyed now, so when you bend back down again he walks up to you and scoops you up from behind, flinging you over his shoulder like a rag doll possessively 

- “Tetsurou, what-?!” “Team meeting!” 

- And I kid you not Kuroo leads this team meeting in the most casual-manner with you slung over his shoulder, Kenma sighing because he feels bad for you as if it were a test of trust, daring anyone to look at what was his 

- “Hey Kuroo? You’ve got a little something...” “Where, Yaku?” 

- “...oh nevermind, just a fly.” “YAKU MORISUKE-” 

- grins as he ignores you hitting him on the back, and when the meeting’s over he doesn’t put you down as he hums, lifting three of the mats with one hand

- “...I get it. You can lift things. Put me down now.” “I have no idea what you’re talking about, sweetheart.” 

- Lev is lowkey jealous while Yamamoto gapes at the cuteness of you two as you kiss the top of Kuroo’s head with a pout, trying to bargain you’re way down as Kuroo simply ignores you 

- “They’re an odd couple.” “If I said what she did, it would probably be me- he’s just insane.” 

- “KENMA I HEARD THAT.” “Says the guy with his girlfriend slung forcibly over his shoulder.” 

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[lonely-lost-soul]

Slumber Party

Request 4: C!Ranboo and his best friend just having a calm like self-care sort of night? Like just some fluffy friendly content- maybe the reader playing with his hair? 🥺 I thrive on platonic content so so much

Requested By: Anonymous 

(PLATONIC!Ranboo x Reader) 

I felt like this one was better written in HeadCannon style hope that’s okay!

Marching through the Tundra the snow crunched under your feet, this was the first time you had made the journey out to visit Ranboo. 

You two had been inseparable since he came to the country of New L’manburg, Tubbo had introduced the both of you and you were attached at the hip ever since. You were one of the first names under the best friends category in his memory book and you had a locket with his face inside it labeled best friend. 

So it was only natural that he had made sure you were the first person who had direct permission from Technoblade to be on his property. 

The pigman had warmed up to you surprisingly quickly, mainly because you had brought him a housewarming gift.

(The gift in question was some of your world-famous homemade mashed potatoes)

He took it stiffly and gruffly, turning away from the both of you to walk back towards his house. 

Ranboo rushed to assure you that, that’s what he does when he appreciates something.

You chose to ignore the weird reaction in favor of following Ranboo to his home.

Ranboo’s pets remembered you and it was a joyful reunion between all of them. It ended in many snuggles and pets from both parties. 

Eventually, Ranboo suggested you both move away from the pets and do something more fun. Mainly he wanted to officially show off his new powers to you, keeping them a secret had been immensely challenging.

The both of you sat across from one another on the floor, in front of you he placed a grass block. 

“Ready?”

“Considering I don’t know what you’re doing sure.”

You almost screamed when he broke the grass and it was still...well grass. 

“Do it again! Can you do it to other blocks or just dirt? What else can you pick up?

He couldn’t help but preen at all the praise and you were happy to dish out the compliments. 

Ranboo explained how he went around with Techno to do some little experiments with what he could pick up. 

You could care less about the spawners but the cake was another story. You made him pick it up about five times, eyes sparkling about unlimited cake. 

Finally, to distract you away from the cake he asked how you were doing living with Tubbo in Snowchester.

“The nukes freak me out a little but other than that it’s peaceful. Tubbo and Jack’s shenanigans are super entertaining, I love living by Charlie! His puns make me laugh and he feels like he’s having a permanent mental breakdown. Which is again, very entertaining.” 

Ranboo gave a soft chuckle, “Yeah I mean understandable whenever I visit there’s certainly never a dull moment.”

The only thing that did worry you was how weird Jack Manifold was being around Tommy. There was just a weird vibe you couldn’t quite put your finger on and Ranboo frowned in distaste. He felt it too.

However, today was a good day. No sad or worrying thoughts and certainly no dwelling on business that wasn’t either of your own. 

Ranboo watched your brow crease in worry and immediately wanted to steer your thoughts away from any negativity. 

RANBOO SAYS THERE’S NO SADNESS ALLOWED IN HIS HOUSE UNLESS IT’S HIS OWN

“You wanna braid my hair?” He ended up blurting and watched you blink in surprise your sadness fading away and it was replaced with a look of confusion.

“Is...Is it long enough?” You tilted your head to the side, now officially eyeing his multicolored hair. 

“I don’t know...You wanna try?” 

“Yeah! Totally!” You chirped as he nodded, you both moved to shift into a more comfortable position. He sat in front of you, you could barely see over his shoulder to even reach his hair you had to sit up on your knees. 

“Hold it!” Ranboo paused turning to look over his shoulder, “put a pillow down.” He mama henned you, “you’re gonna bruise your knees.” 

You grabbed a pillow with an eye roll and put it beneath your knees as he instructed.

You gently put your crown off his head and placed it on your own, you began to run your fingers through his hair.

How was it so soft? It’s way softer than yours! That’s not fair! 

Ranboo felt you huff against him, and he smirked to himself but his face immediately melted into a relaxed expression as you ran your fingers through it. 

You began to softly braid the strands of hair, waiting curiously as the stray stands of white and black got intermixed with one another.

You ended up making two small pigtail braids and tying the ends with rubber bands to make them stay in place. You had placed his crown back on his head and smirked proudly. 

He turned to face you and your smirk turned into a proud grin, 

“How’s it looking?”

“You look amazing. I’m amazing, the talent I have is immense.” 

“I’ll be the judge of that.” He declared moving over to look in the mirror, he had to admit you didn’t do a terrible job at all.

He turned back to face you and declared it was your turn for him to play with your hair.

So the both of you switched positions, you sitting comfortably in between his legs as he brushed his fingers through your hair. 

In the end, Ranboo couldn’t figure out how to do anything other than put it in a small ponytail. 

You snickered at his misfortune but assured you loved the new hairstyle and decided you’d wear it for the remainder of the night. 

“You don’t have to.” Ranboo sighed shoulders slumping forward, “your hair will only get tangled-”

“Too late I’m wearing it all night and you can’t stop me.” 

“(Y/n) please.” 

“Never. It’s my new style now, permanent hair doo.” 

“Please no.”

An idea struck you suddenly declaring the both of you make the night a self-care experience

Ranboo had no idea what that meant but decided he’d follow your lead. 

You snickered, he had no idea what he was in for, you told him to give you five minutes and everything would make sense.

Unfortunately due to his Enderman traits, Ranboo would experience the warm water of a pedicure so you’d make due.

You came back arms full of the so-called self-care supplies you’d mentioned earlier.

The first thing you declared that you were going to paint his nails, you demanded he picks the colors he wanted and he hesitantly picked out a soft red color.

You painted his claws swiftly, he adored it immediately seeing the first nail completed. 

Once all of his nails were finished he held his hands out and wiggled his fingers, his eyes lighting up in childlike wonder.

“Let’s do more self-care. Right now!” 

You laughed happily and promised him there was more to come, and not to worry.

Eventually, the sun began to set over the hills and both of you were clad in a face mask, cucumbers sitting atop both your eyes.

You were sipping a strawberry smoothie, and Ranboo was sipping on peanut butter and banana. 

“Can we get Tubbo in on this next time? He seems like he needs it.” Ranboo asked suddenly a cucumber sliding off his eye to stare at you. You looked back at him with a hum,

“Absolutely. Maybe Tommy can come too.” 

“This is why you’re the smart friend.” He complimented, “Although we couldn’t have it here for reasons that look like a half pigman.” 

“That’s alright my house is big enough to fit everyone. Plus I have more self-care stuff there anyway.” You turned to face him this time popping off the cucumbers on your own eyes yourself, 

“I’ll tell Tubbo and you find Tommy?” Ranboo hummed, “Does next weekend work for you?”

“I do nothing like all the time so yes. It works.” 

“How do you stay away from everything, all the drama, and the fighting?”

“I only talk to like three people,” You let out a small laugh rubbing the back of your neck, “Can’t get into drama and wars when you’re barely noticed.” Ranboo frowned a little nudging you with his arm, 

“First of all, you are noticed. Whenever I gush about you everyone knows who I’m talking about,” He watched you flush a little at the inclination that he talks about you, “Second I will not have my friends talking bad about themselves or they’ll have to fight me.” You gave a little laugh and Ranboo held up his fists, “I’m gonna fight those negative thoughts.”

“My hero,” You cooed holding your hands to your chest and he smiled fondly at you. 

“Plus staying drama and war-free means you’re safe and that’s what’s important.”

“But I want you safe too.” 

“I… trust me.” He lied and you could tell there was something he wasn’t telling you but you knew Ranboo and it wasn’t good to press the boy, so for now...you let it go.

“You know I do, always will Boo.” You rest your head on his shoulder and he let you snuggle up close to him, he rested his chin on top of your hair. “Just don’t get hurt okay, I need you in my life.”

“I don’t plan on leaving you behind. Don’t worry.” Ranboo promised and watched as you held out your pinky towards him. 

“Pinky promise,” you whispered and he melted, 

“Promise.” He interlocked his long pinky finger with your own, from that moment on he knew he had made the right choice to join the Syndicate. He wanted to protect you, and being apart of the Syndicate would certainly allow him to do so, he had to fight to protect the ones he loved. Tubbo, Micheal, and you...he’d go against the world for them, even with his memory problems and his Enderwalking his only goal was to protect his friends, and that’s what he was going to do even if it killed him.

[well-its-not-human-anymore]

So this is a personal one for me to ask and if you're not comfortable with it don't mind it; how would the tmnt boys (seperate) react when the reader confesses that they're autistic after the boys got curious when she had some peculiar, behavior or stims. The reader would be stressed, because she has a crush on the tmnt boy in question and she didn't want them to find her weird or just stop interacting with her. When she's met with confusion instead, because the boys never heard of it, cue this weird conversation where reader tells them to the best of her ability what it is and the boys just keep asking questions. Also some general headcannons with it maybe?

Okay so I'm actually really happy that you asked me this because I feel like ASD isn't portrayed a lot in any type of media. My ADD and ASD have a lot of overlap so I hope I can capture what you're asking of me!

Now let's get into it!

TMNT Headcanons

The boys reacting to an autistic reader

Leonardo

he wasn't really sure what was happening the first time you reacted

one minute you were standing next to him doing dishes and the next you were attempting to claw your skin off like an angry cat

Leo tried not to look annoyed as he watched you rub your hands against your shirt until your flesh started to turn red

you looked like you were crying but he knew you weren't

but your face was starting to turn purple and your cheeks were puffy from the effort of holding your breath

"Y/N? You need to breathe."

You shot a glare at him, scathing eyes meeting his now very concerned expression

your own softened and you clutched your arms to your chest, heaving oxygen into your lungs until your face became a normal shade again

"Are you okay?"

The words were stuck in your throat and you weren't sure if you should nod or shake your head

so you gave him a half-hearted shrug

he frowned back at you but turned to finish the dishes on his own

when he questioned you about it later he couldn't help but be curious

"Well actually it's uh- it's kinda a sensory type of thing? There are certain textures that I can't stand touching do I avoid them but if I come into contact by accident my brain just kinda explodes and I shut down."

"How exactly does that work though?"

"I don't really understand it much but like- you know that feeling you get when you think there's a bug on you and there's not but it really really feels like it?"

He nodded

"Yeah, it feels like that. And anytime I touch something that triggers that reaction it takes FOREVER to get the feeling off my skin. That's why I usually wear gloves when I do dishes. Guess I just forgot to grab 'em today."

He was sympathetic

and god, you were so embarrassed

lucky for you, Leo's not an asshole

"Well thank you for explaining it to me, you really freaked me out earlier. I'll talk to April and see if we can keep a pair or two at the lair just in case you forget again."

Consider your heart melted

you couldn't even find the words to thank him and holy shit was your face red

"Hey y/n?"

"Yeah Leo?"

"Why didn't you ever tell me- us that you were autistic?"

Did you rip the band aid off now or make something up? Which would ,technically speaking, be less catastrophic in the long run?

"I uh- I really like you and I really didn't want you or the other's to look at me differently..."

wow, you liked him? miss ma'am you have saved this boy a world of anxiety and damn does he thank you for it

"Thanks for telling me... and y/n? I really like you to."

Awh fuck yeah, best possible execution of band aid-ripping-off ever

Donatello

Donnie wished he could act surprised when you finally told him

he really wanted to, it would've made you feel better for sure

but he sucked at lying and he didn't want to make you feel like he thought you were an idiot

because that was so far from the truth

after going through extensive research on Mikey's behalf when he suspected he had ADHD Donnie had stumbled across many different websites that discussed the symptoms and overlaps between both disorders

to make a long story short, Donnie knew that you had ASD and he was waiting for you to tell him

it would probably come off as rude if he brought it up in conversation right?

he didn't want to risk it

but that didn't stop him from keeping an eye on you and your behaviors

he was a man of science, of course he was going to analyze you

not in a weird way or anything, just as a curious sort of precaution

but the longer you were involved in the turtle's lives the more noticeable your stims and meltdowns got, Donnie did his best to cover for you without making you suspicious of him

eventually he'd come up with something that he hoped would come across as a friendly gesture and wouldn't set you off or scare you away

it was game night at the lair and you, as always, were perched on the arm of the sofa, a large grin plastered on your face

inside your head was exploding but you were masking it pretty well if you do say so yourself

but Donnie was, well... donnie was donnie

so when he noticed you starting to rock a little more visibly he removed his attention from commentating the game and grabbed a pair of headphones from the side table

you were beyond confused when he passed them to you but your face revealed everything

"They're noise cancelling, try them on."

holy shit it was like putting your head underwater, everything was muffled

not in the way normal headphones did, you quite literally couldn't hear anything at all, just a calm amount of nothing

you nearly started crying when you realized that Donnie had figured you out on his own

but you'd never been more relieved about anything in your life

Raphael

he wouldn't admit that he was mesmerized by your presence

you practically radiated calm

his complete opposite

it was his favorite thing about you, because despite your quiet disposition and calming aura you weren't afraid to call him out or rebut any of his insults

this was not something you expected him to appreciate nor was it something you thought would make you catch feelings

but damn if you didn't

he'd been sitting in on yours and Donnie's little experiment for an hour or so now, watching you both exchange quiet whispers and inside jokes that you always seemed to lag on

then you slipped up

not bad, nothing detrimental to the project, just the same mistake that you'd already made ten times over

you might as well have exploded

"Y'N, you just have to move thi-"

"I KNOW DONATELLO. I FUCKING KNOW AND I JUST CAN'T DO THIS BULLSHIT!"

you set everything down gently enough to avoid breaking it before turning and storming out of the lab, waving your hands like they were on fire

Raph and Donnie exchanged a look that sent the larger red turtle following after you

when you calmed yourself down enough to talk you kept your gaze locked on the wall, explaining that you couldn't make eye contact when you were upset

he might not be the smartest brother, but Raph's no dummy, he put those pieces together pretty quickly after you told him that one small detail

he wasn't upset that you didn't tell him and you'd personally never been more relieved

your heart nearly splattered into the stratosphere when you finally gace him your own explanation

"yeah, I like ya too."

you grinned so wide you were sure your face would split open and your entire body rocked side to side with excitement

he thought that was pretty adorable too

And he did stick around to offer a bit of support when you apologized to Donnie for screaming at him

Michaelangelo

to be frank it probably shouldn't have taken so long for Mikey to realize that you were autistic

the similarities between your own personality and his ADHD were so in sight it was near painful

it was his turn to make dinner that night and you'd made sure that you came over early to help him set up, you knew how side-tracked he'd get and you were the poster child for solid routine

what more perfect matchup existed?

trick question, there isn't one

you were on one side of the counter cutting vegetables and he was on the other throwing said vegetables into the mixing pot

the music was at an ungodly level of loud so your only means of communication were screaming over it

"MIKEY."

"WHA?"

"YOU GOT THE-"

"YEAH."

"AND THE-"

"UH HUH."

"COOL, HAVE YOU SEEN THE-"

"TONGS? NO, THE SKEWERS. YEAH, THEY'RE IN THE OTHER DRAWER."

"THANKS."

the two of you went about your previous tasks, thinking nothing of the conversation that had just taken place

at least until you'd begun washing your knife and cutting board

that's when Casey walked in, looking both perturbed and annoyed at the same time

"Alright, which one of you knows telepathy?"

Mikey exchanged a glance with you and you returned it with a raised eyebrow

"The hell you mean brah?"

he looked at the both of you like you were the ones that had grown four extra heads before speaking again

"You literally just had a conversation with like five words and somehow just knew what the other meant? What's up with that?"

you glanced at Mikey again

"Holy shit, did we?"

"I mean, not really. You used your hands."

now all three of you were confused but it quickly became two when Casey shook his head in defeat and left the room

"You know I think he's right."

he blinked first and your staring contest ended

"But you used your hands-"

"I got autism Mikey, one does not simply not use their hands as forms of speech."

"You're-"

"Yep."

was the silence laughing at you? could it do that? it was kinda rude

"Huh, that actually makes sense, that's not mean is it?"

you shook your head no

"You're just me but fast."

Mikey agreed with that, pestered you with a few more questions, and went back about working, as did you, you saw no reason to address it further

but your cheeks burned red

"Yo- Y/N that actually explains why everyone else thinks we're a thing."

you didn't know if you could choke on air or not but you did it anyways

"Are we?"

he gave you his signature grin

"If we are then Raph owes April a hundred bucks."

you returned his smile

"Oh this oughta be good."

I'd like to preface this by apologizing for my near three week absence. Life got crazy and my writer's block hopped on a train, went through a school zone, killed seven pedestrians, and committed tax fraud before tumbling off a cliff never to be seen again.

But on the bright side- I got my SAT scores back and started some scholarship applications. Super happy with that. School's out in a few weeks so I'll be able to write more (hopefully).

Anyways, I hope I got this one down okay. I may have hyper analyzed the request so I might be a little off. But I really enjoyed doing this one and I hope you like it!

-Mars 🌠

[zhanyes]

My random pure fluffy headcannons on Zhanyi dating because I have no self-control and I love them too much

- Jian yi doesn't know they're dating, he just thinks Zhengxi is being really friendly and nice ever since finding out about his feelings

- Zhengxi thinks they've been dating ever since Jian yi confessed

- Queue teenage confusion and oblivious one-sided pining from Jian Yi

- Zhanyi going to a cafe together: 

Jian yi: "Ah this is so nice, Zhanxixi, it kinda looks like we're on a date. Not that I'm saying that we are of course!" 

Zhengxi, holding his hand and wiping a crumb on Jian yi's face: "What do you mean? Do you not like it here? We can go somewhere else."

- Zhanyi in a store:

Jian yi: "That scarf looks so cozy, right Zhanxixi? I bet it's expensive af."

Zhengxi: *already heading to the counter to buy it* “It is.”

- Zhengxi thinks Jian yi is just being shy about the whole relationship thing so he doesn't mind taking everything slowly. Jian yi's not shy, he's just clueless.

- Zhengxi flirting ranges from 'Did you eat yet?' to ‘I could eat you instead.' depending on his mood

- They text and call a LOT. It doesn't even matter who does it first but as soon as they're out of each other's range they would instantly text the other on instinct

- They're both spammers. When Jian yi doesn't answer in 5 minutes Zhengxi grows fussy and blows up his phone with multiple texts of "where are you? Why aren't you answering? Jian yi. Hey, answer. HEY. I'm gonna call you." Jian yi just sends multiple text under any context that's just the way he is normally

- They both fall asleep in class because they stayed up all night video calling and neither of them wants to be the one to end the call

- Sometimes Jian Yi falls asleep while video calling and Zhengxi just stares at him fondly through the screen, takes a screenshot and sets it as his wallpaper.  Zhengxi rarely falls asleep on calls so when he does Jian yi treats it as a blessing (and takes hundred of screenshots)

- They have a discord channel with He Tian and Mo Guanshan and they like to chill in the music spam with the music bot. He Tian joins sometimes but ultimately leaves them alone when Mo Guanshan isn't joining (I’m gonna make headcannons for the boys in a discord channel)

- They have a shared Spotify playlist and it's just songs that they think the other would like or relate to. Zhengxi keeps putting love songs and Jian yi keeps putting sad one-sided best friend songs in it. They're both very confused but they like the songs anyway

- Their classmates are confused because they asked them separately if they're dating and Jian Yi said no while Zhengxi said yes

- He Tian and Mo Guanshan knows what's happening and they like to laugh at them from the sidelines

He Tian to Jian Yi: "Do you think friends who kiss their friend, who confessed their long-time crush on said friend, stay as best friends?"

Jian Yi: "That's a lot of friends in one sentence. I get it, okay? I'm just friends with Zhanxixi, no need to rub it in my face."

He Tian to Zhengxi: "Your boyfriend's an idiot."

Zhengxi: "Yeah, but at least he's my idiot."

- Zhengxi likes to take Jian yi on dates. Like a LOT of dates. He's the type to have a folder dedicated for nice date places with good atmosphere and scenery because he knows Jian yi likes pretty things

- He also likes to braid Jian yi's hair because he likes how soft and smooth it is. Jian yi just thinks it's cute that he knows how to braid

Jian yi: "How'd you learn how to braid, Xixi?"

Zhengxi: *Flashbacks of a hundred saved braiding style tutorials in YouTube and practicing on his sister's hair* "It's natural."

- Zhengxi brought Jian yi to introduce him to his parents as his boyfriend and his parents just thinks they've been dating all this time

- They're very, very, supportive. They already saved marriage catalogs and readied their speeches for the two

- Jian yi finds it weird that Zhengxi introduced him to his parents considering they grew up together and he knew his parents like the back of his hand

- Zhengxi asks when he can meet Jian yi's mom and Jian yi thought he developed a thing for her and moped

- Zhengxi is confused™ why Jian Yi is moping but thinks it's because his mom is absent again and he misses her

- Zhengxi makes it his personal mission to cheer his boyfriend up and takes him out on a date in the arcade

- Zhengxi wins the two of them matching stuff toys (an Eevee and a Pikachu) and lets him win at all the shooting games

- Jian Yi uses all his tokens on the skee ball and every other game that isn't used by most of the people there, he got a lot of tickets though

- He uses it to get the sticker packs and two keychains of a ramen and a sushi. He gives the ramen keychain and a heart sticker to Zhengxi

- Zhengxi thinks it's adorable and clips the keychain on his bag and does the same for Jian yi's keychain. Now they have matching charms on their backpacks

- Later at home, Zhengxi sticks the heart sticker on his bedside lamp and just looks at it all the time with a fond smile

- Zhengxi gives him a gift every 1st of April and Jian yi thinks it’s an april fool’s gift but it’s actually their monthsary that day

Jian yi, thinking they’re not dating anyway so it’s a good prank: “I’m breaking up with you.”

Zhengxi, tearing up: “What the fuck?”

- Jian yi finds out more than six months later on a game of ‘Never Have I Ever’ with friends

Random friend: “Never have I ever had a boyfriend”

Jian yi: *puts a finger down*

Zhengxi: “Were you serious about breaking up with me?”

Jian yi: “What?”

Zhengxi: “What?”

- Then they talk and finally they’re on the same wavelength as everyone was forced to watch them act all lovey-dovey

- Tianshan are happy for them but Mo guanshan is pissed because he lost the bet on when they’ll figure it out

[pistachoz]

Hi! can I have a The Man Who Fell to Earth Headcannon , and your just best friends with him and you teach him about birthdays?

Btw I love your blogs aesthetic!!!

A/N: aaaah sorry for taking so long in answering! this was going to be a short headcanon but i got a bit carried away hehe. Also, thank you sm 🥺 🥺 It took me a while to make it all matching and aesthetic. Anyway, i hope you like it!

BEING THOMAS JEROME BEST FRIEND AND TEACHING HIM ABOUT BIRTHDAYS

You met Thomas while working as a maid in the first hotel he stayed in when he arrived on earth. 

The first time you saw him, with his black sunglasses and sharp black suit all you could think of was that he was as lost as a fish out of the sea because how the fuck did someone like him ended up in a hellhole like this?? The hotel didn’t even give you spare soaps! The man looked like he could afford a whole ass hotel floor but well you weren’t one to judge because of appearances.

So, you were the first to go straight to him and help him with his bags (even if he insisted he didn’t need help, you were paid to do that anyway). You tried to break the ice through the whole journey but he would simply stare deadpan so you took it as a “shut-up-im-tired-please”, however, when you stopped talking, he said he liked the random-weird facts you sputter about.  So, you got to the conclusion that he was simply dry as fuck.

The first days knowing him was… well, something else. He wouldn’t crack a smile for any of your jokes (and you considered yourself hilarious, welp there goes your dream of being a stand-up comedian) and was always immersed in his world but something about him made you keep coming back to his room and spending at least 5 minutes with him. You felt as if there was just something he was hiding and curiosity always got the best of you so you set your mind to figuring what was it.

It took him a while to open up, but when he came clean about his provenance and why he had come to earth, you swore to yourself you would do anything in your power to help him out. This man -well, alien- was just looking for a way to save his planet. It also warmed your heart that he trusted you enough to tell you that. 

“You are the only person I trust here” 

“Are you serious? Aww, stop it E.T. you are making me blush!”

”E— Who?”

“Oh boy, you really gonna need some classes in pop culture” 

After you knew, this was what was bothering him, things got so much easier in your friendship, now you knew you were actually funny and the problem was him! 

He said he knew about your planet and the most relevant things about it because of T.V. FUCKING T.V. So, you made it your personal goal to teach him all you could teach about earth's popular traditions and must-do’s (man had never eaten cotton candy before!!11¿!).

Trying to teach him about the daily, normal things humans do like running errands or going sightseeing for the simple reason of watching a pretty landscape made him so confused, and for you, it was like taking care of a 5-year-old. 

He would ask about everything and when I say everything I MEAN IT. That man had no boundaries when it came to satisfying his curiosity; he would pick up everything that appeared interesting or intriguing, no matter where you were which sometimes was a pain in the ass because he really needed to stop grabbing things randomly from stores, you are banned from at least 4 near your house because of a 'steal attempt'.

"What's this?"

"Don't touch it! It's a tampon, where do you even find it? Stop grabbing things from the street!"

Yeah, sometimes it was like watching a kid trying not to get himself killed.

One day you were laying on the couch, teaching him the wonders of Jimi Hendrix when something you hadn't thought before crossed your mind.

"I never asked but when is your birthday?"

"My what?"

"Your birthday, it’s, well- when you celebrate the anniversary of the day you were born, people usually make parties or they treat it as an occasion for being self-indulgent. It’s a big thing here on earth."

"I don't think anyone on my planet has ever done anything remotely like that."

"Really? No birthdays? Well, you are here so we have to do something, with balloons and gifts. You know, compensating the ones you haven’t celebrated."

You decide to not make something too big because you didn’t want to overwhelm him. So, you plan to make a picnic and then spend the day sightseeing. At night you were going to make a small gathering with a couple of your closest friends, you knew a party wasn’t really his scene but you thought presenting him people you really cared about would acclimate him more on earth.  

When you asked him when was the day he was born, he answered that the date could not be calculated in the human calendar bc a ‘year’ represented a different amount of time than 365 days; so you stated the day he came to earth as his official birthday.

When the day came you were excited as a child with a lollipop, he just followed you around and marveled at what you showed him. 

For the picnic, you made him pancakes which you had realized was one of his favorite earth meals (he literally make it his 24/7 meal after the first time he tried it, he didn’t eat anything else in a week 😭). Then, you went sightseeing the places you noticed he had liked more.

You hadn’t told him about the plans for the night because you had wanted it to be a surprise, so when you told him that it was time to go back home (yes, you were roomies), he didn’t have a clue ab what was going to happen. When you entered your place, the whole living room was decorated with balloons and the whole atmosphere looked v aesthetically pleasant (your friends helped you decorate while you were gone), on the table was the birthday cake you had prepared for him in the morning with frost saying “HAPPY BIRTHDAY SPACEMAN XXXX YEARS” (bc u weren’t sure how old he actually was and by the floor a couple of presents.

 He was shocked. He had never celebrated anything like this before, the “holidays” he had on his planet were more formal and not personal and intimate like this. He had a hard time trying to figure his emotions but overall felt so content of having met a human like you.

“What are you waiting for, cut the cake alien boy”

And then you proceeded to smash your part of the cake into his face. 

“What? It’s tradition” And then he went and did the same, and for the first time you saw him smile for more than a couple of minutes. (he was so happy and smiley 🥺 🥺)

You spent the whole night between laughs, drinks, and karaoke.

After, the whole trying-to-launch-a-spaceship-full-of-water-to-space and the government locking him up thing, you went to visit him. They wouldn’t let you see him but you eventually did and helped him escape. 

Your birthday was close but it was the last thing in your mind, too tired and consumed with worrying about thomas safety, so it was definitely a surprise when you woke up and the breakfast was already done, a big cake (made by himself “I even made the cake look” he had said) with frosting saying “HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N” on top. It brought tears to your eyes and you gave him the biggest hug you could muster.

For the first time in a long while, you spent the day carefree, enjoying the presents and surprises thomas had made for you.

[witchsheartbooks]

If you aren’t too busy, could you possibly do some headcannons for Claire + the boys with their s/o during a blackout due to a thunderstorm??

Personally I find peace in the rain but I did pepper some variety in there for you, Dear anon so please enjoy.

Claire:

As a loud clap of thunder resonated against the roof of the house you shot up in bed with a start.

You hated thunder storms they always made you anxious. The noises, the flashing lights outside, how rickety everything felt in the house when a storm would get severe enough.

You just did not vibe with any of it at all.

Claire wasn’t exactly fond of storms either, but she didn’t mind them too much. Her only real gripe was the fact that she wouldn’t be able to sit outside and enjoy the flower fields she liked to visit or the garden the two of you shared.

Stirring sleepily in bed her voice groggily carried through the room, “What’s wrong y/n. Did the storm wake you?”

Hearing her voice just made you melt you could never quite describe why Claire made you so relaxed but whatever the reason, you appreciated it none the less.

You glanced at the bedside clock, but the numbers didn’t show. It wasn’t even lit up- fuck a blackout? Really? Right now when you felt your most vulnerable?

Your mind began racing again, thoughts only slowing as Claire drowsily booped your nose with her finger. “Y/N look over here.”

Weird how she was the one redirecting you for once.

You gently took her hand as she was withdrawing it, fingers clasping tightly.

“I’ll hum for you ok, y/n? Then we can go back to sleep.”

Reluctantly, you laid back down, resting your head against her chest so the only sounds you could focus on were her heartbeat and the soft chime of her voice.

You were asleep again in mere moments.

Ashe:

He always found the rain soothing, on nights he could sleep anyway.

Sometimes it quelled the nightmares which often clutched at his heart.

As thunder rumbled, he felt you stir next to him, your arms gripping his midsection in a vice.

“Awake now then, Y/N?” You groan at his statement. Atleast Ashe was warm. Why wasn’t he asleep?

You slowly sit up, rubbing your left eye. You then notice the room is pitch black and the sound of him setting a book aside resounds through the empty room.

That made more sense, seems he couldn’t sleep and chose to read. In the dark…?

“Is the power out?”

He hummed a reply, “Yes, and I was just getting to the interesting part of this citation. Though, perhaps your company will be more interesting, hm?”

The two of you then proceed to talk through the rest of the evening. That book had interested him but any time he had with you was more precious.

Wilardo:

You had been helping Wilardo with the flowers all day and had fallen asleep quite early.

Normally you consider yourself a night owl. You rarely sleep at normal hours but because of the work you did today, you had ended up passing out on a loveseat in the living room.

Wilardo couldn’t bring himself to move you since most of the time you were a light sleeper anyway. He had put a soft blanket on you though.

A thunderclap resounded, shaking the roof of the house which then awoke you with a start.

You didn’t recognize your surroundings at first but before you had a chance to get up a low gravely baritone grasped your attention.

“Yea, that one was pretty fuckin’ loud huh?”

Rising from his spot on the couch, he turned to look over to you. Seems instead of choosing the bed, he laid in wait on the couch closest to you.

Had he intended to sleep there if you hadn’t woken up? That seemed possible.

Wilardo was never really picky about where he slept so long as it was close to you.

He stood from the couch, stretching and with an exhale he crossed the distance between the two of you.

“Power went out bout ten minutes ago. Least the garden will be well watered. We can check any wind or flood damage tomorrow.”

Wilardo had brushed some stray strands of hair from your face, gently stroking backwards to pat your head before withdrawing his hand.

“We can stay up as long as ya need to, y/n. Can even pick the room ya want since the window in this one is so damn large.”

You shake your head, rising to meet him with your blanket draped on your shoulders. Sauntering to the windowsill you sit along it among the cushions.

Sure, the rain was scattering hard across the window, but it was something you enjoyed watching.

The sound of the thunder itself was your only real aggravation when it came to storms.

Wil had followed you, sitting behind you and pulling you back with a tug so you could lay back against him.

Both of you had napped here like this on sunny days, though tonight you both exchanged small stories as you watched the rain paint the window.

Sirius:

You were watching the rain from bed, unable to sleep.

Sirius was asleep next to you, arms curled around your midsection. It’s how he always slept but denied it anytime it was brought up in conversation.

A loud thunder clap resounded outside, with this the lavender went rigid against you.

The two of you may be an item now but he still was rather reluctant to be completely open about his emotions with you.

Thankfully, you were the observant type so this didn’t frustrate you as much as it would for most.

Exhaling, his arms had tightened into a vice, you could tell he was hoping you weren’t awake yet.

Sirius loathed displaying weakness in front of others, especially those he greatly admired.

You counted yourself lucky as being one of very few on that list.

Mocking a yawn, you stretched your back against his chest, a hand reaching back to comb through his hair.

You even went so far as to fake the bleariness of sleep in your voice. “What’s wrong, Sirius?”

He melted into you, rather reluctantly but so long as you didn’t bring it up then it was likely he wouldn’t chastise you for it.

“This bloody storm is making sleep nigh impossible for me.” He grumbled tiredly with a huff.

You let him vent about it, you know storms bothered him; especially if they were loud.

“Mmm, then we could talk until it passes?” You suggested gently. Your goal was to redirect his attention onto something else.

He scoffs, “That isn’t the worst idea. Though it seems you’ll be the one leading the discussion this time, Love. I find myself unable to still my train of thought.”

“Oh? Don’t I lead in most situations anyway?” You couldn’t help but tease him slightly, he had left himself open for such a statement with his phrasing.

You could feel his glare but he only sighed, “Yes well it isn’t as if you’ve complained about it in the past now have you? And you’re rather lucky, I let no one else do anything of the sort.”

He paused, burrowing his face into your shoulder upon realizing what he had said with a loud “Ugh, how is it that you bring out this sort of honesty in me so easily?!”

To this you laugh, “It’s not so bad. Atleast it stays between us. So, I wouldn’t stress so much about it.”

“I suppose you aren’t wrong…it’s simply embarrassing that it happens to begin with.” With this statement, silence carried between the both of you for a few minutes.

That was until thunder clapped again and he tensed against you back.

You roll to face him and bring his face to your chest, “Relax. You’re wound up tighter than a bed spring.”

Sirius grumbled quietly until you began to hum softly.

It took a few minutes but gradually he drifted into a light sleep in your arms.

Noel:

He was always up in the evenings, rain or clear nights it didn’t matter.

You had dozed off next to him, he was already in a down mood from there being no stars that night.

Lightening lit up the sky outside the window and the thunder clapped so hard it shook the house.

Noel’s chest tightened and instinctively he gripped your hand.

Loud sounds bothered him more than he could explain.

He had reacted this way if you ever dropped a pan too. You wondered if it was related.

Stirring from both the sound and pressure of his hand, you recognize the signs and sit up quickly.

You rub his shoulder and hum softly.

He leans into your chest, curling like a cat as you sooth him through his panic attack.

You’d done this before, but in the pitch black like this where only the occasional lightening lit the room.

It felt like you were closer to him than you’ve ever been.

That thought alone brought you peace as you focused on soothing Noel back to his senses.

Gradually he found them, slipping into the depths of sleep against you so very shortly after. ~Mod Sirius

[aalt-ctrl-del]

not a new headcannon but one I wanna reiterate about. Still think ND and people on the spectrum are the normal ones, and all these looney tunes people who think "functioning in society capitalism is super normal" are the ones that are abnormal.

Because if hitting up a football game, getting shit faced drunk, and screaming at a toddler, is considered normal and acceptable behavior. But is it really?

But people who are hyper tuned to their environment and social settings seems completely normal. Looking at bugs, and noticing colors, and being very tuned to that shit seems normal.

Disclaimer I know some people on the spectrum can have varied capabilities and difficulties with social norms and cues. It's a spectrum, I can't put everyone in a neat lil box. I can't discuss al the varieties and differences adequately because they are so diverse, but I do recognize that some days are harder than others, and society will always be cruel to those that are deemed 'different'.

But it looks like society has gaslight the population into believing that one way society functions is supposedly ''''''normal''''' and the other way is not right or correct. However, the way society demands people to believe we should behave is normal because its '''''civilized''''' whereas I find it civilized to be a decent human being to other people, and animals, and plants - and that's viewed as being some weird deviant from capitalistic progress or whatever.

My whole point is, being super tuned to your environment and the weather and other creatures seems perfectly normal. Since we share our world with things like weather and animals, and I think people should be more tuned to those things, rather than what Peggy's fashion sense is, or what fads and trends are banging.

And that the people who are ND are probably the ones that drew up the diagram for society and culture, because they are the thinkers. But since society is a functioning group of people cohabitating, the other people who didn't contribute, stuck around. Because safety in numbers. So ND people and thinkers, and builders, and brave people who saw patterns, and were not afraid to make speculations - built the things like walls to keep out the dangers that they could always see.

But people who couldn't see the dangers, because they screamed at toddlers and wanted to hit up football games and get shit faced, were not told to leave. Because safety in numbers. And some people like to have people around, while others are okay with being alone. We're all different. But society decided there are '''''normal''''' people, and then there are other people.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying everyone who is normal is hitting up football games and just being terrible people. I'm just stating that people are people, and some people have failings or difficulties, or more struggles with what society is set up to deal with.

Yet society is trying to structure us as thinking that doing certain things are normal, and doing other things is not. People who post on facebook have are not on the spectrum or ND will have the most unhinge quirks. Then that same pool of psychographics will think something they do... like believing in flatearth, is absolutely normal. Or buying fifty different pairs of shoes is normal.

What really is normal? It's social settings, its what people vibe with. It's the environment we are comfortable in. It's where we feel at home and what we are okay being vulnerable with. It's a safespace where its okay to be who you are, where you go, and where it is acceptable to do what you do.

We're all different. People should accept that and do better to understand that. We should celebrate differences, we should be patient with differences. We should listen and be cautious, but be patient with others.

Hitting up a football game is and screaming your lungs out is perfectly fine. that's the social setting. Getting shit faced, weird flex but okay, but yelling at a toddler? Someone should get you to calm down, or break your nose. Whatever works in the situation.

But when we emerge from social situations and mingle, we should find somewhere to meet on. We are an ocean of thoughts on turbulent waves of social cues and language, but we can form islands for each other so people are not floundering.

Building society and communities didn't come from ''''normal''''' people. It came from a mess of people hiding from hidden dangers. We have always existed together, and we will continue to exist together.

[bittersweetmorality]

Relationship HC’s: Fushiguro Megumi ! <3 [x gender neutral reader]

A/N: hi again!! this is the part two of the JJK headcannon series i guess 😼😼 here’s megumi for the megumi stans (hi that’s me) out there. i’m trying to populate the megumi tag a lil more bc it is.... criminally dry </3 i also went a little overboard with the songs for him, oopz. can you blame a megumi stan for doing the lord’s work? no.

Warnings: none!! just fluff :>

W/C: approx. 1,200

Fushiguro Megumi

(songs: Paragraphs by Luke Chiang , Places We Don’t Walk by Bruno Major , Fresh Roses by Juke Ross , Arms by The Paper Kites , Serendipity [full ver.] by Jimin of BTS)

- this man takes relationships seriously

- as in, he puts his entire heart and soul into them

- he truly and whole-heartedly cares for you, and while he may not be the most outgoing in the way that he expresses it, you still know

- that’s why it took him so long to actually confess, he literally thought to himself on the daily: “...do i have romantic feelings or do i just really want to be their friend?”

- you idiot of course you’re in love with them

- he realized it all randomly one day; he heard you laugh at something gojo said and it just hit him like a semi-truck

- but anyway <3

- his love language is gift giving, and i’m not sure if this counts, but just generally sharing experiences with you (?)

- share your music with him, listen to it together while sharing your earbuds, show him the project you’re working on, talk about your day. he just loves listening to you sharing your life with him

- he always knows exactly what to get you, noticing the way your gaze lingers on the window of a shop at that one particular item of clothing through the glass

- he’s so thoughtful it hurts sometimes </3

- it’s obvious how much he cares about you at all times. it really is. you never really question whether or not he truly cares about you

- but truly opening up and just the more raw & emotional side of him takes a bit of time. he has no problem listening to you open-up; on the contrary, he loves that you trust him like that. just don’t be super expectant on him being an amazing confidant early on.

- eventually he’ll trust you entirely, and tell you everything about him. eventually you’ll probably know more about him than he does

- although this is his first relationship, he isn’t completely clueless like yuuji

- at first, he spends a lot of time deep in thought, even when you’re in the same room as him.

- while on your first date, he’s thinking so hard about whether or not it would be weird if he reached for your hand he almost runs straight into a pole.

- poor bby he just doesn’t want to seem too “over the top” and make you uncomfortable, since you’re so patient with him

- a lot of the times you have to be the one to make the first move when it comes to the “mile-stones,” but it’s pretty easy to make the first move

- it’s just natural with him, anyway

- the first kiss, first time you held hands, all of that

- he gets it eventually, obviously, he’s an extremely fast learner. he’s just never had these experiences before, and honestly he hadn’t really given it much thought. he’s so appreciative for your patience while he figures everything out though

- kisses with him are so .......... yeah </3 you’ll never want to kiss anyone else ever again

- as if you wanted to

- they’re always so sweet and loving, you can just feel how much he truly cares for you every time. it’s less of a casual thing, he considers kissing a really intimate part of a relationship. basically, they’re super deep and loving every. single. time.

- as i said, with everything you’re going to have to make the first move. that includes cuddling.

- the first time it happened was after a particularly taxing mission.

- he practically collapsed in the doorway in exhaustion, both mental and physical.

- you helped him to the bed, gingerly laying his head down on the soft pillows

- he didn’t even even think twice before he pulled you to his chest and snuggled into you

- he half-remembered in the morning, thinking he was dreaming the whole incident. that is, until you reminded him

- bby’s cheeks were so pink

- oh yeah, he blushes

- like a lot

- he’ll still blush even if you’ve kissed him a million times. you pull away, letting your eyes flutter open to see a flustered, blushy man in front of you

- he pretends he hates it when you point it out, but

- he secretly doesn’t hate it <3 secretly

- “mimi, you’re blushing.”

- “...no i’m not.”

- “yeah you are. hey, don’t look away, it’s cute!”

- “...shut up.”

- BUT ANYWAY ! BACK TO CUDDLING

- he’s both the big spoon and little spoon

- it kind of depends on the mood he’s in or the mood you’re in

- he likes burying his cheek into your hair when he’s the big spoon, pulling you super close to his chest so you can hear his heartbeat

- when he’s the little spoon he unconsciously nuzzles into you. he swears that he doesn’t, though. he obviously does

- he doesn’t do PDA tho

- if it ever happened it would be very uncomfortable for the both of you, and everyone else around you

- the hugs would be stiff, the kisses would be awkward and clashed. just not fun

- but!!! at home? mmm delicious

- dates with him are super heart felt omg

- they’re usually planned, and he makes sure every detail is perfect on his end so you can just enjoy the experience

- honestly he just enjoys being in your presence

- but it’s always an intimate setting with just the two of you, whether it be dinner, a picnic under the stars, apple picking

- literally anything that involves only the two of you

- he’s a man of habit, though. he hopes you like repeating the same kinds of dates because, like i said

- he just enjoys your presence 🥺

- little does he knows that being with him is more important to you than the date itself

- you’ve told him that many times but he never believes you

- well, eventually

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“megumi, stop looking at me like that!” you blushed, hiding your face by turning the opposite direction.

“like what? i’m just looking at the stars with you.”

“you’re staring straight at me.” your voice was a bit muffled, having your face still stuffed in the picnic blanket under you.

his delicate fingers traced across your jaw, dragging your face to be level with his using hardly any force.

“i am looking at the stars,” he whispered.

you couldn’t help but blush and giggle. “you’re so cliché sometimes, you know.”

“i don’t see you complaining.” his gaze never seemed to avert from your eyes. he could see the reflection of the night sky within them, dancing specs of light in your iris that made him feel like he was floating.

you truly were his stars and moon.

[c-nan]

Maura isles

Thank you so much anon ;) (this is from @nevertoomanyhugs)💕

I’m ngl it’s been a few years since I’ve watched Rizzoli and Isles so this is gonna be kind of hard but I’m ready for a challenge because she used to be one of my favorite characters ever. I even genuinely considered becoming a medical examiner for a hot minute because of her <3

Favorite Thing About Them: lmao she’s so awkward and weird sometimes (a lot of the times) and I love that about her. Here’s to the girls who were chronically unpopular in school🍾

Least Favorite Thing About Them: girl, I have no idea what you’re saying half the time which #girlboss and #womeninstem but I can’t #girlunderstand

Favorite Line: “I’m distracting myself because if I don’t fill my brain with useless information, I start crying.” Which is hella mood and ngl I had to look up Maura quotes and I don’t remember the context of this but I love it so 🤷

brOTP: am I allowed to put Rizzles here? I’m gonna put it here bc I do not remember other ✨character dynamics✨

OTP: Rizzles obviously. I have a whole side account for it I haven’t touched in ages but made back in 2016 when I was still obsessed ( @rizzles4life ). Not little baby gay me looking up Rizzles on Google under my covers so no one could see what I was doing hahaha I love them so much

nOTP: Maura x The Guys She Was Always Set Up With for Some Reason??? And Maura x Anyone Else Who Isn’t Jane

Random Headcannon: I really don’t have any other than she’s autistic which I don’t have a lot of back up information for it just Makes Sense

Unpopular Opinion: I wasn’t a fan of most of her outfits but that’s just because fancy clothes makes me uncomfy bc it looks uncomfy lmao

Song I Associate With Them: Uptown Girl by Billy Joel based on vibes alone

Favorite Picture of Them:

Literally look at her smile!! It’s wonderful she’s excited and she’s all dressed up in her work clothes and gloves and there’s so much joy in one little picture I love it

[dr-imagines-modfuyuhiko]

Helloo, can you make some scenarios or imagines where some characters (up to you) find about their S/O having fear of loud noises? Ii would mean the world for me, thanks for everything <3

Hajime, Gundham, Chiaki x Reader

who is scared of loud noises

Hi!!! Mod Fuyu handed this ask over to me and I’m really happy to answer it!! I really hope my writing suits your taste and you’re satisfied!

For this ask, my mind immediately went to the fireworks scene in SDR2 so enjoy!

Category: Fluff/light angst headcannons and imagines

Specifics: Gender not mentioned, Ultimate not mentioned, takes place in the fireworks scene in SDR2

Warnings: Reader panics over loud noises, fireworks... I think that’s it

Pops of color burst across the night sky as everyone cheered below. Sparks drifted from the sky and loud applause as well as the traditional oohs and aahs followed right after. You sat on the sand, knuckles clenched tightly around your yukata, so tightly the bone was just about ready to burst from the skin. You flashed a weak smile at anyone who paid attention to you, yet you fixed your eyes to the ground, clenching your jaw tightly. You sorely regret allowing your friends to drag you out for Ibuki’s special surprise. Why, why did it have to be fireworks?! Why couldn’t you all have sat in a circle and...spun a bottle around, you didn’t know!!

Sighing, you flinched as another one was shot into the sky. Just a little bit more, then you could say you didn’t feel good and could head back to your room and shove your face into a pillow, allowing yourself to cool down from all the excitement and loud booms that resonated within your eardrums-

“Y/N?”

You knew that voice. You looked up to see them looking at you, concern written on their face.

“Are you ok?”

—————

Hajime Hinata

We all know this man has attitude and more anger issues than the other protagonists

He’s got some walls built up due to not knowing his talent and feeling insecure about it, but you were one of the few people like Chiaki who he found himself relaxing around

You both had recently started dating so he didn’t know whole lot about you

When Ibuki had dragged Hajime to the supermarket, he had no clue what she was planning

And he had no idea how you would react

Hajime had been the one who helped Ibuki set up this event, despite not knowing at all what she was scheming when he went to the supermarket with her. He had thought this would be a good couples thing you two could do together! After all, what’s more romantic than sitting together, hand in hand, under the starry sky watching the fireworks?

Apparently, you didn’t feel the same way.

He looked up from where he was crouching down, setting off the explosions, expecting to see you cheering along with the gang with a bright smile on your face. What he didn’t expect was to see you practically curled up in a fetal position, clearly not having fun.

“Hey Ibuki, can you trade off with me for a little?”

“No prob, Hajime!!”

He made his way over to you, noticing the way you flinched as the next firework was launched.

“Y/N? Are you ok?”

“Ha-hajime!! Y-yeah I’m fine! Nothing to worry about!”

“...You don’t look fine. Are you not enjoying this?”

“What are you talking about?? I’m having loads of fu-”

You yelped as another firework was set off, not prepared for the sudden noise.

“Y/N, do you...not like fireworks?”

You didn’t answer but you didn’t have to. Hajime gave you a sympathetic look and took you by the hand, lifting you off your feet.

“Hajime? What are you doing?”

“Just trust me on this. Ibuki! Me and Y/N are going for a little walk!”

“Wowie! Are Hajime and Y/N going to get up to some naughty business??”

“Wh- NO!!!”

You held back a laugh as Hajime shook his head and led you away from the commotion. Side by side, you walked along the shore, the echoes of the celebration fading in the distance.

“Hajime?”

Once he felt satisfied you both were far enough, he stopped and knelt onto the ground. He looked to you expectantly and you sat beside him.

“Ok...what now?”

“Now, we use these.”

Reaching into the back pocket of his pants, he pulled out a pack of what looked like...sparklers?

“I got these at the supermarket when I was with Ibuki. I didn’t actually think anyone would use them, but I thought they’d be fun you know?”

He handed one to you, with a small smile. “We can have our own fireworks right here.”

You nearly burst into tears. “Awwwwww, Hajime~~.”

“Wh-why are you acting all weird about this?!”

You laughed and gratefully took a sparkler. Using the lighter Hajime brought with him, the two of them lit up the metal sticks and watched the sparks fizzle and glitter in the dark. It was peaceful, quiet. You stole a glance at your boyfriend.

“Hajime?”

“Yeah, Y/N?”

“Thank you. I’ve...never been comfortable with really loud noises and I was about to leave, honestly. I didn’t want any of you guys to think less of me, especially you, Hajime. I couldn’t ruin everyone’s fun because of me. But this...this is nice. So thank you.”

“D-don’t mention it.”

You turned to see Hajime averting his eyes, face and the tips of his ear practically on fire, as he muttered under his breath, “A-anytime you need to get away...j-just come to me..I mean, couples are supposed to depend on each other right?”

“Right! Thanks again, Hajime.”

The two of you used up nearly all of the sparklers yet you were grateful you had come out that night. Turns out Ibuki’s special surprise was pretty special after all.

—————

Gundham Tanaka

Funny how you don’t like loud noises, yet your boyfriend has no clue what an inside voice is

It startled you at first, but you quickly grew accustomed to the sound of his voice and you started looking forward to talking to him

One of the things that immediately drew you to him was how much the Dark Devas liked you, therefore you must have had the great power of the dark forces just like him!

You never gave him weird looks and allowed him to talk to you about breeding and the occult

Initially, he was going to stay in his cabin that night, but you insisted on going to Ibuki’s special surprise together so he relented

He cheered and whooped along with the others as the next firework shot into the sky. This was truly spectacular!! The bursts of color across the darkness of the night was a remarkable sight to behold.

Yet he heard the meek whimpers of his beloved as though you had been injured. He looked down to see you were curled in on yourself on the ground beside him, evidently not having a good time like the others.

“Y/N? Whatever is the matter?”

“H-huh? Oh, Gundham it’s nothing, I’m fine rea-”

“Of course not! Have you seen the state you are in? What is bothering you, dark one?”

You didn’t answer, but as another firework exploded and cheers rippled through the air, he saw the way you flinched and how white your knuckles were. He recalled the uneasiness you had first displayed when he first met you and how he had to coax you to tell him you were fearful of loud noises.

He immediately took action. What kind of partner would he be if he allowed his beloved to continue to suffer like this?

“Beloved,” Gundham called out to you as you met his heterochromatic eyes. He crouched down beside you and allowed the four Dark Devas to scurry towards you. Grateful for the distraction, you smiled as they practically ran on top of each other, climbing up on your arms, Sun-D placing himself on your shoulder and rubbing against your neck happily. As you played and cooed at the adorable hamsters, Gundham took his scarf and carefully wrapped it around your head, taking great care to secure it around your ears.

Turning to him with a surprised look, he leans close to your face for you to hear him clearly.

“I apologize that this is the best I can do for you currently. I wish...I wish for you to be able to enjoy the earthly festivities as well, Y/N. The fireworks are quite beautiful to behold. Allow the Dark Devas to keep you company...and I as well.”

You blinked, speechless, but smiled and quietly leaned forward to give him a light peck on the cheek.

Without his scarf, Gundham couldn’t effectively hide the blush enveloping his face.

“Thank you, Gundham. Really.”

“Do not mention it!! It is merely a sworn duty of someone of my caliber to care for my partner!!”

You laughed and snuggled into his side, eyes drifting to the sky. He cautiously put an arm around you and squeezed your shoulder in a reassuring manner as the two of you watched the fireworks inside your own little bubble.

Gundham was right. They really were quite beautiful.

—————

Chiaki Nanami

Sweet and sleepy, she keeps to herself a lot and really only talks when she has something to say

The two of you most likely hit it off talking about video games

You always answered her questions about the world with great patience and zero judgement, and she’s probably fallen asleep on you more than once leading to you two cuddling whether in your respective cabins or the hotel lounge she frequents often

She considered you trustworthy like Hajime

Y’all were practically inseparable, someone has asked you more than once if you two were dating before you had even started

The two of you were curious about what Ibuki was planning so you went together

Chiaki stared wide eyed at the sky, in awe of the pops of color sparkling in the dark. She’d never seen anything like it before…

Oddly enough however, you didn’t seem to be enjoying the fireworks like everyone else was. You looked uncomfortable and she took in the way your body slightly jumped as the fireworks exploded one by one.

“Y/N?”

You looked up to see Chiaki face level with you, her bubble gum pink yukata loosely wrapped around her frame. She tilted her head as her eyes scanned your face.

“Are you not having fun, Y/N?”

“Chi...Chiaki, I-I’m fine, don’t worry about-”

“Are...are the fireworks bothering you?”

“J-just a little, but I’ll be ok, promise! Just enjoy this, ok?”

She didn’t respond, her brows knitting together on her forehead. She seemed to be in thought, but then rising to her feet and holding a hand towards you.

“Let’s get away a little ok?”

“But Chiaki-”

“Come on,” she gave you that beautiful smile, the smile that you had fallen hard for. How could you say no?

“...ok, let’s go.”

The two of you quietly left the others, letting the sound of the waves breaking on the sand and the fading pops of the explosives fill the silence between you.

Once Chiaki was satisfied with the distance, she sat down on the shore, feet brushing against the damp sand the waves had touched. She patted the spot next to her and you flopped down beside your girlfriend. She pulled out a gaming console, the one Chiaki constantly carried on her person.

“Here. You can play this if you want.”

“But...won’t I ruin your score?”

“I’ve already beaten the game twice.”

“Of course you did…” You sighed and shook your head good humoredly, while you watched the screen light up and the soft background music began to play. Your girlfriend nestled her head on your shoulder, her body resting against yours as her eyes drifted shut.

“...Chiaki? Are you sure this is ok? You can go back if you want to, you’re missing the fireworks-”

“I’d rather be with you than some explosives, Y/N. I really care about you...there’s nowhere I’d rather be right now than here.”

You could have cried. How did a girl like her end up with you? Despite the bleakness of your situation on the island, you counted your lucky stars that you were able to meet Chiaki.