#its headcanon BUT HEAR ME OUT

[ceoofdestructix]

As the CEO of Destructix, i proclaim...

THEY'RE ALL BISEXUAL

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[feelo-fick]

"it must be the caffiene."

"...? we didn't have anything caffinated?"

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CHILAIOS WEEK DAY 2 : Changeling

HI THIS IS SUPER LATE BUT ART HAS BEEN. HARD. AND YES I SKIPPED ONE DAY THAT ONE IS GONNA GO LAST BECAUSE ITS TAKING SO LONG TO MAKE.... ill get to the others when i find the time.

Bonus :

[starry-bi-sky]

i need to get this out of my head before i continue clone^2 but danny being the first batkid. Like, standard procedure stuff: his parents and sister die, danny ends up with Vlad Masters. He drags him along to stereotypical galas and stuff; Danny is not having a good time.

He ends up going to one of the Wayne Galas being hosted ever since elusive Bruce Wayne has returned to Gotham. Vlad is crowing about having this opportunity as he's been wanting to sink his claws into the company for a long while now. Danny is too busy grieving to care what he wants.

And like most Galas, once Vlad is done showing him off to the other socialites and the like, he disappears. Off to a dark corner, or to one of the many balconies; doesn't matter. There he runs into said star of the show, Bruce who is still young, has been Batman for at least a year at this point, but still getting used to all these damn people and socializing. He's stepped off to hide for a few minutes before stepping back into the shark tank.

And he runs into a kid with circles under his eyes and a dull gleam in them. Familiar, like looking into a mirror.

Danny tries to excuse himself, he hasn't stopped crying since his parents died and it's been months. He rubs his eyes and stands up, and stumbles over a half-hearted apology to Mister Wayne. Some of Vlad's etiquette lessons kicking in.

Bruce is awkward, but he softens. "That's alright, lad," he says, pulling up some of that Brucie Wayne confidence, "I was just coming out here to get some fresh air."

There's a little pressing; Bruce asks who he's here with, Danny says, voice quiet and grief-stricken, that he's with his godfather Vlad Masters. Bruce asks him if he knows where he is, and Danny tells him he does. Bruce offers to leave, Danny tells him to do whatever he wants.

It ends with Bruce staying, standing off to the side with Danny in silence. Neither of them say a word, and Danny eventually leaves first in that same silence.

Bruce looks into Vlad Masters after everything is over, his interest piqued. He finds news about him taking in Danny Fenton: he looks into Danny Fenton. He finds news articles about his parents' deaths, their occupations, everything he can get his hands on.

At the next gala, he sees Danny again. And he looks the same as ever: quiet like a ghost, just as pale, and full of grief. Bruce sits in silence with him again for nearly ten minutes before he strikes a conversation.

"Do you like to do anything?"

Nothing. Just silence.

Bruce isn't quite sure what to do: comfort is not his forte, and Danny doesn't know him. He's smart enough to know that. So he starts talking about other things; anything he can think of that Brucie Wayne might say, that also wasn't inappropriate for a kid to hear.

Danny says nothing the entire time, and is again the first to leave.

Bruce watches from a distance as he intercts with Vlad Masters; how Vlad Masters interacts with him. He doesn't like what he sees: Vlad Masters keeps a hand on Danny's shoulder like one would hold onto the collar of a dog. He parades him around like a trophy he won.

And there are moments, when someone gets too close or when someone tries to shake Danny's hand, of deep possessiveness that flints over Vlad Masters' eyes. Like a dragon guarding a horde.

He plays the act of doting godfather well: but Bruce knows a liar when he sees one. Like recognizes like.

Danny is dull-eyed and blank faced the entire time; he looks miserable.

So Bruce tries to host more parties; if only so that he can talk to Danny alone. Vlad seems all too happy to attend, toting Danny along like a ribbon, and on the dot every hour, Danny slips away to somewhere to hide. Bruce appears twenty minutes later.

"I was looking into your godfather's company," he says one night, trying to think of more things to say. Some nights all they do is sit in silence. "Some of my shareholders were thinking of partnering up--"

"Don't."

He stops. Danny hardly says a word to him, he doesn't even look at him -- he's sitting on the ground, his head in his knees. Like he's trying to hide from the world. But he's looking, blue eyes piercing up at Bruce.

Bruce tilts his head, practiced puppy-like. "Pardon?"

"Don't." Danny says, strongly. "Don't make any deals with Vlad."

It's the most words Danny's spoken to him, and there's a look in his eyes like a candle finding its spark. Something hard. Bruce presses further, "And why is that?"

The spark flutters, and flushes out. Danny blinks like he's coming out of a trance, and slumps back into himself. "Just don't."

Bruce stares at him, thoughtful, before looking away. "Alright. I won't."

And they fall back into silence.

Danny, when he leaves, turns to look at Bruce, "I mean it." He says; soft like he's telling a secret, "Don't make any deals with him. Don't be alone with him. Don't work with him."

He's scampered away before Bruce can question him further.

(He never planned on working with Vlad Masters and his company; he's done his research. He's seen the misfortune. But nothing ever leads back to him. There's no evidence of anything. But Danny knows something.)

At their next meeting, Danny starts the conversation. It's new, and it's welcomed. He says, cutting through their five minute quiet, that he likes stars. And he doesn't like that he can't see them in Gotham.

Bruce hums in interest, and Danny continues talking. It's as if floodgates had been opened, and as Bruce takes a sip of his wine, it tastes like victory.

("Tucker told me once--") ("Tucker?") ("Oh-- uh, one of my best friends. He's a tech geek. We haven't talked in a while.")

(Danny shut down in his grief -- his friends are worried, but can't reach him. When he goes back to the manor with Vlad, he fishes out his phone and sends them a message.)

(They are ecstatic to hear from him.)

It all culminates until one day, when Danny is leaving to go back inside, that Bruce speaks up. "You know," He says, leaning against the railing. "The manor has many rooms; plenty of space for a guest."

The implication there, hidden between the lines. And Danny is smart, he looks at Bruce with a sharp glean in his eyes, and he nods. "Good to know."

The next time they see each other, Danny has something in his hands. "Can you hold onto something for me?" He asks.

When Bruce agrees, Danny places a pearl into his palm. or, at least, it's something that looks like a pearl. Because it's cold to the touch; sinking into Bruce's white silk gloves with ease and shimmering like an opal. It moves a little as it settles into his hand, and the moves like its full of liquid.

Bruce has never seen anything like it before, but he does know this; it's not human. "What is it?" He asks, and Danny looks uncomfortable.

"I can't tell you that." He says, shifting on his foot like he's scared of someone seeing it. "But please be careful with it. Treat it like it's extremely fragile."

When Bruce gets home, he puts it in an empty ring box and hides the box in the cave. He tries researching into what it is. he can't find anything concrete.

Everything comes to a head one day when Danny appears at the manor's doorstep one evening, soaking wet in the rain, and bleeding from the side.

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

Part 2. This time its the Tokyo Five (As I named them) Headcanons in the reblog tags appreciated

[starcurtain]

Normally I am a very dedicated single-shipper and don't multi-ship too many characters, but seeing Sugilite, I was kind of like "Okay, but Sugilite and Aventurine would be a whole lot of pretty in one ship."

However, then I saw this fanart on twitter and now I'm just like... Hang on, hang on a second.

Hey Star's brain, have you considered: Bi disaster Sugilite who thinks he has an (extremely unfortunate, how did this happen, no way aghhhh!!) crush on Aventurine, so now he's stuck seething over Aventurine's newfound whatever with Dr. freaking Ratio of all people--

But he has no one else to whine about this to, so he's just constantly involving Topaz in his drama.

"Be my cover so I can spy on them--"

"This is not a thing that normal people do, you know."

Three hour phone calls complaining about Aventurine daring to breathe.

Dragging her out with him on fake dates trying to make Aventurine jealous--

Eating all the ice cream in Topaz's freezer without permission because he deserves to feel good about something in life again; Topaz, you just wouldn't understand--

Until finally Topaz is like "Sugilite, real talk here: Do you even actually like Aventurine, or are you just jealous he found someone and you're still single? Because you're the most annoying person I know, but also... I'm right here? We could just go on a real date sometime, you know?"

This is how Sugilite realizes he is actually a certifiable boyfailure™.

And also how I make Sugilite/Topaz a thing. I have a vision.

[dykedvonte]

Can you talk about trans!Curly a little bit more? I'm curios if you have any headcanons and the like

-💀

It's just such a thing in my mind because it adds a truthful sadness and differing aspect to mouthwashing.

If Curly was trans it adds the horror of the horribly selfish thought he could have easily been in Anya's situation. It could've been him but it wasn't and he so conflicted on the pit it put in his stomach that brings and the shameful relief it wasn't. In this scenario he is friends with Jimmy for a long time still. Jimmy likely knew him pretransition. Maybe he gave Curly weird looks then, maybe they never stopped after, maybe they seemed meaner. They are guys now, bros, both of them are. He doesn't really have to worry what those looks mean anymore, Jimmy just has that face with him sometimes. It's recontextualizing a lot of things for him that he was in denial about or too ashamed to admit. How naive he was being and how he let that get another person hurt.

Specifically with Anya, it's he knows the dread and fear she's feeling. He can understand it because he had to live with it for a good portion of his life, he knows it cause he still does, just in a slightly different way. It makes him think of all the times he's been alone with Jimmy, all the times he's been way more drunk off his ass and not remember the night, Jimmy was always with him the next day. Makes him think of the comments he would laugh off both because that's what guys do but because that part of being a girl says to laugh so Jimmy doesn't do something. It's the selfish realization that he was never safe and he's uncertain now too. Mad at himself for forgeting that feeling, espcially since for a long time he would've been considered the only woman on a crew (with all that implies) for a long time.

He should've taken those blinders off, step back into that position for just a moment and it's so much more painful that Anya likely came to him because he should've gotten it. Those thoughts don't leave his mind after the crash when he's in an even more vulnerable position than she was...

[muchmossymess]

Im a body horror fan so when the lifers started beep booping I didn't think "oh haha they've turned into robots that's cute I'm going to draw them as robots" I thought "their mouths turn into speakers a la the gas mask scene in Dr who"

[sieglinde-freud]

let it be known that i love prince inigo with my whole soul. however sometimes it is SO much fun to think about owain and his two most loyal-est knights you ever seen: worst guy in the world #1 and worst guy in the world #2. i love retainer inigo and severa so much. retainers who bully you and make fun of you and trash on you but they’d leave behind everyone and everything they ever knew to follow you and protect you in a whole new universe. they love you so much that they’d swear allegiance to total strangers but that loyalty pales in comparison to what they’d do for you. and they were all lovers!!!!!!!

[real-odark]

"gay whizzer" i say, the crowd applauds

"gay marvin" i say, the crowd cheers

"bigender sunscreen and coca cola, sandcastle destroying, shark tooth collecting, hawaiian shirt, disney towel, beach vacation stepdad mendel." i say. the crowd vanishes.

[zimt-deathnote]

Hi!! I know you really like the Wammy boys, but j was really wondering if you could draw Light at some point? Or even just some headcanons for him? I’m starved for content and you’re like my favorite artist hehe

Sure, have some Yagami sketches!

----- My other socials Commission Info Let's have some Ko-Fi! 🍵

[kurthummeldeservesbetter]

Genuinely what was Ambessa's plan w Viktor because uh....I think he was pretty clear on his intentions in that sphere of his. She sees him turn one of his followers into a cunty gold white robot, then sees him do it to all the rest and supposedly some of her own army?

I mean I know part of her plot was that she was so blinded by grief + her own ego + own desires but for quiet possibly the smartest war general in the series who always had a plan and had a fear of mages she didn't pick up on the cues that something was "not right" with Viktor?

Orb! Viktor speaking through his robotic followers: "When I reach the Hexgates the anomaly under it will give me the power to complete my Glorious Evolution and everyone will be perfect."

Ambessa, who was too busy passing notes to a twink to pay attention to the 'dangers of eugenics' lesson in class: "Sure sure sure, whatever you say."

[suguruuuuu-chan]

T4t Zosan save me....save me t4t Zosan...

[wannabe-minion-of-chaos]

Don't mind me just

Smacks Gregory over the head with burnt out gifted kid syndrome™

[fluffyk97]

Legit my only complaint about Sonic 3 is that they didn't do a callback joke to Sonic calling Keanu a national treasure with him now voicing Shadow.

[bucketspammer4life]

soda popinski hcs because ow ouch oof yeouch

my bones hurt ugh

Visits his family during holidays and always brings them gifts, he's extremely family oriented and will absolutely go into panic mode whenever a relative of his is having a bad time.

Can't drink normal water thats flat & flavorless, his body doesn't really handle water well for some reason, he's had a problem with it since birth and got called out for it until his family figured out that a child hurling whenever they have water in their mouth is not very normal.

Likes playing with his mustache with gel whenever he's getting ready for the day, he likes trying out silly styles with it if he feels like it.

Likes iceskating, had dreams about becoming a iceskater since he was a child but never really got the opportunity for it because of his family and friends judging him and not having any resources to go for it.

Doesn't really like eating out, he finds himself uncomfortable trying to eat anywhere else but home.

Was really sad when he got exposed for doping and was absolutely terrorized by paparazzi for 5 months straight until he threw someone in a lake from anger.

His favorite drink (besides Soda) is iced tea.

Actually really calm & nice to chat with outside of the ring, good friends with most of the boxers.

Used to have really thin hair before he went bald, he had a extremely difficult time growing it and it would take ages for his hair to even get close to his ears.

Has anemia, his doctor heckles him for not taking his iron meds and not getting more sun but he doesn't really care.

Has been medically gaslit more than once.

[nobodysavemysoulitsperfectlyfine]

Lester would've been SUCH a gooner if he had access to the internet like come on. Do I even have to explain? Being shoved in a random teenage body when you were already having enough problems being a horndog? And isn't this man canonically THIRSTY?? Like, out of all the protagonists, he's the only one who out right admits that he finds them hot. (Sally Jackson lmfao)

Like, Percy will describe Beckendorf as attractive, but never openly admitted to HALF THE FREAKY DEAKY SHIT LESTER SAYS. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WANTED TO WHMPER AT THE VISION OF COMMODUS?? I COULD GO ON AND ON ABOUT HOW MUCH HE WANTED TO EAT PAOLO (is that how you spell it) UP LIKE A FULL COURSE MEAL

The amount of times this LOSER was confronted with literal evil gods and the worst people known to humanity and just.. Puts them on his hear me out cake?? And meg is flabbergasted??

Also he's canonically (or at least he used to be) a 'girls never go for the nice guys' fella, so..

Do NOT let this fella on Tumblr. Or Ao3. You cannot tell me he is not some kind of monster fucker. There. I said it. Look me in the eyes and provide a better explanation, please?

Also him and Leo Valdez. Just because I say so.