#love these headcanons

[lunarw0rks]

love calling my friend boys pretty boys but toxic masculinity always getting in the damn way 🙄 here’s my hcs on how the 141 would react to being called pretty boy because what’s a more appropriate title for them? 😁

SOAP does the whole ‘looking around before pointing at himself’ thing and has the BIGGEST smile when you confirm his suspicions. practically skipping around work for the rest of the WEEK. if you call him anything else he thinks you’re mad at him and will turn the world upside down to make it up to you

GHOST gives you a lasting stare that’s gif worthy. a stare that makes all of the other recruits falter but only makes you smile brighter. never comments on it, but stares you DOWN when those words leave your mouth. does this for a while and if you ever stop, he’ll pass you with a shoulder check and a “focus, pretty (boy/girl/one)” but will never do it again.

PRICE is playfully glaring at you with some comment on “having to talk to hr” that is not at all serious. calls you beautiful though. never anything less than that. think he prefers handsome “it’s more correct for my age, don’t you think?”

GAZ my BOYYYYY!!! 😍😍😍 you say it in passing. he’ll smile and turn to watch you go with a shake of his head, turning back to his friends that immediately tease him about it. immediately catches onto calling you pretty as well. it is now YOUR thing. if anyone participates in it, he’ll gauge your reaction before glaring them down. his jealousy comes into play real bad with that stupid nickname 😋😋

these are all canon; they told me themselves 🫶🫶🫶

i love how no matter the concept, soap & gaz are best friends to lovers... or guy friends that you fuck/almost fuck and have to be convinced that it's "normal" -- breaking every single rule of "just friends" ... FAV MF TROPE W THOSE TWO !!!

PRICE AND GHOST STUBBORN & GRUMPY AGENDA !!! LOVE IT !!!

[bohemian-nights]

HEADCANONS ABOUT DAEMON’S RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS DAUGHTER(S):

RHAENA:

Daemon nicknamed Rhaena “Rhae” when she was just learning how to speak because she couldn’t fully pronounce her name and because of it he wanted to give her something easier she could pronounce.

When Rhaena was three she got really sick and Daemon (and Laena) were terrified because of the fact that when she was a baby she frequently got sick and they were scared the same thing was going to start happening again. Daemon tried to put on a brave face for Laena but one night breaks down at Rhaena’s bedside and even starts praying that she lives. When she started feeling better Daemon wouldn’t let her out of his sight for the first few days. He still gets anxious every time she gets sick.

He took her on dragonback rides with him when she was little. As she got older (and their relationship began to fall apart) those rides became less and less common. Every time they go to Driftmark he still extends the offer for her to join him. Sometimes she accepts other times she doesn’t.

After Baela left for Driftmark Rhaena become noticeably more quiet and sad. Because of this one day he invited her to a private dinner. When they’re finished eating and she’s smiling he asks her if she wants to go to Driftmark with Baela. Rhaena breaks down crying and Daemon holds her like a baby while they have a heart to heart. After that they begin having weekly dinners. Just the two of them.

When it comes to jewelry Daemon spoils Rhaena with it. He’s even had some of his own rings melted and forged into rings and bracelets for her.

Daemon looks at Rhaena and sees himself (literally and metaphorically) because of this he feels as if sometimes they look at one another but don’t see the other. Other times they look at each other and they quite literally see their reflection in each others eyes.

Daemon knows his relationship with Rhaena isn’t as close as his relationship with Baela (which is saying something given Baela doesn’t even live with him) but he feels as if he’s already done too much damage and instead withdraws from her.

BAELA:

Daemon used to call Baela “little dragon” when she was little and still occasionally calls her it.

Baela pronounces words in High Valyrian with the same “accent” Laena did because of this Daemon never tried/tries to correct it.

Baela used to be afraid of Caraxes when she was little and because of it would only go near Vhagar. Daemon of course decided this wouldn’t do and when Laena was pregnant with Rhaena took Baela on a ride with him. She stopped fearing Caraxes after that but still preferred Vhagar.

Daemon keeps the letters Baela sends him separate from his other ones because those ones are special to him.

Oftentimes they race one another on dragonback from Driftmarm to Dragonstone and back.

When angry both Daemon and Baela (instead of getting to the root of the problem) shut down but have a tendency to lash out/be snappy towards others.

Daemon sees his faults in Rhaena (all the insecurities and negative emotion he struggles with he knows Rhaena struggles with too) and his “fight” within Baela. He also sees Laena every time he looks at Baela which brings back a lot of bittersweet memories.

These headcanons are awesome 👏🏽Can I just say I love how you mentioned Daemon sees himself in Rhaena. Yes, he and Baela are both “take charge” hotheads, but Rhaena is definitely his more vulnerable side. She’s the side of him he likes to pretend doesn’t exist(and Rhaena thinks he pushes her away because he doesn't see anything of himself in her😭).

Also love the part about him keeping Baela’s letters separate from everyone else’s(that’s his baby girl 🙌🏽). Also love the little nickname(and it would be super cute if that's how she signs her letters from time to time🥹).

Ryan Condal take notes 💅🏽

[mountainshroom]

If she has no fans call the ambulance cause I am dead

[demonicsuffrage]

8 year old freshly adopted Dick, throwing the moths and flies he caught on Patrol directly at Bruce's face: I got you dinner!

Bruce, who was just bombarded with insects: Chum?!

Dick, smiling cheerfully: Bats eat insects!

Bruce:

Dick: I just read it in a book

Bruce:

Bruce: Bats also eat fruits and nectar

Dick: So you're a fruity bat?

Bruce:

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Dick, throwing an apple at him the next day: Dinner!

Bruce:

[sillyshadow]

first kiss

bonus:

[catbolt]

Sylus who awakens from a nightmare and acts immediately on his instinct to hold you, gripping you close under the sheets with one arm around your waist and one tucking behind your neck. You blearily look up at him, shaken out of your own sleep. “Sy?”

He doesn’t respond, only rests his chin atop your head, breathing in the smell of your shampoo, arms locked around you like a vice. You can feel his heart racing as you’re pressed up against his chest, the slight tremble in his hands. “Sy,” your voice grows more serious. “What’s–”

He silences you by pulling you in even closer, burying his head against your neck. For all the times he’s helped you pick apart your own struggles, he’s not very good with words when it comes to his personal feelings. You sigh, stroking a gentle hand across his bare back. “That nightmare again? The one where I’m stabbing you with a big sword?”

He nods, the motion almost imperceptible. His voice comes out like a low hoarse growl. “Sounds stupid when you say it like that.” The silent plea for reassurance, something his usual confidence rarely needs, is clear to you.

“Not stupid,” you correct softly, rubbing his back. As your touch soothes him slowly, his tight hold on you gradually relents. He sighs in frustration, leaning back on his pillow and staring up at the ceiling. You shift closer, sitting up on your hand to place a kiss in the center of his broad chest. His body tenses at the sensation, and he looks down at you, red eyes soft and almost murky with emotion. “See? No sword here,” you mumble, as you lay your head against his chest.

He only pets your hair in response, but you’re satisfied as you hear his breathing slowly steady, his touches becoming lazy and usual, not as if he’s still trying to convince himself you’re really here. He drifts off finally back into sleep, the rise and fall of his chest like a gentle ocean beneath your head.

[ahfrickenfrick]

nightwing being hurt in the field, and over comms he can’t get out what was wrong, nearly in shock, and jason puts on his best batman™️ voice and says “robin, report.”

and it snaps dick out of it enough to say concussion, possible broken ribs, and a gash in his side.

no one talks about it, and then a year later, damian does the same thing to tim

[noreasontobebland]

Caleb has a habit of cupping your pussy while you cuddle and you have a habit of using his hands to masturbate.

It’s not surprising once you and him made it official he finally started to not hold back , especially with touching.

He loves kissing you, holding your hand, embracing your body, even when you both are sitting together in a meeting or class his pinky wonders to yours to take hold.

There has not been a day that went by where it ends with his hands all over your body.

Some evening it’s just him spooning you with his hand in your shirt, but days like this where his hand is in your panties caused him to act differently.

For the past few weeks Caleb started to move his hands in between your thighs as yall slept. You didn’t mind his colder hands there seeing as the nights are getting longer and hotter. Eventually though you woke up to his hands deep in your panties.

He wasn’t fingering you, he was just…cupping it. Holding your cunt in his palm with the occasional rub from his thumb. It wasn’t….the worst thing though?

You and him did establish after getting more sexually intimate, that if you or him were to be asleep and the other was needy you could use each other.

Caleb personally hates the idea of “using you”, but he still agreed

He wasn’t fucking you at all though, you look through the small mirror across from you to see him comfortably sleep in your neck behind you, one of his arms being used as your personal pillow and the other in between your legs.

It was cute.

You never asked him about it nor questioned it. Waking up before him deemed difficult because you know he’s a light sleeper when it comes to you.

That’s when an idea popped up.

You turn slightly over to where you could spread your legs wider while still being laid on your side. Your arm reaches over to glide on his scared arm and bicep to trace down to join his hand in your panties. That’s when you felt how wet you really were.

It wasn’t a surprise you were always most sensitive in the morning, so why not fix that release before getting the day started?

Your fingers laid on top of his and you pressed his middle and ring finger on your clit, circling it while carefully rolling your hips. The whole idea of using his hands to get off was actually turning you on more than you think.

His fingers were larger and longer than yours, it wasn’t long until you threw your head into your pillow to hum out in pleasure. Caleb still caught in his sleep didn’t seem to notice at all. His scent and breathing in your ear made you lose yourself a little.

Until his name slipped out your mouth.

“Ca—!!?”

“You’re so naughty.” His cold lips landed on your spine causing you to arch back, your hands stopped moving on its own while his kisses trailed from your back, shoulder, and neck, right at your sweet spot to assist you in finishing moaning his name. “Keep goin’….cum on my hand.”

“I’m so—-“

“Noooo.” He nips at your salty exposed skin, licking over it as an apology, “Cum on them and I’ll help you s’more…okay?”

You look up at the mirror, startled a little seeing that he was already looking right at you through the reflection, you continue.

It felt more erotic knowing you both were staring at each other while you use him to finger fuck yourself. You wanted him to get a full show so you kick off the remainder blanket, your panties practically wet and crumbled to the side your both your hands as you move his fingers to rub faster.

“Shit…” Caleb felt the blood rush to his dick, pressed against your lower back he all but moans in your ear. “You’re so sexy baby, please…please keep going…cum for me.”

Something about you using him riles him up that he gets hisself lost in a trance, grinding against your round ass as you reach closer and closer to your climax.

“Yes…yessss Caleb!” Your head falls back into his landing you right to be kissed as he lost his patience and took charge to rub faster shapes on your clit, sucking on your tongue while your body ruts into his hand.

He pulls back to see your flushed face, a spit trail tearing apart as you smile to cover your face in embarrassment.

“‘M sorry..”

“Don’t be.” He snickers getting up to reposition you on his chest. “I was hoping one day you’d finally put my hands to use.”

[spocks-husband]

In Bruce's phone, he keeps the contact photos for all his kids as their baby pictures (or the closest approximation that he has).

Dick's is a photo of him when he'd first designed his Robin costumes, smiling ear to ear as he proudly showed off his first hand-sewn prototype.

Jason's is a picture Alfred got of the boy sitting on Bruce's shoulders while they went over a case.

Tim is him fast asleep in the middle of taking notes on his first real mission (he wanted to impress Bruce really bad).

Damian is a polaroid he got from Talia of him when he was about a year old, teething on a mango seed as he sat on the floor of his mother's room.

Cass is entirely blacked out except for her big bright eyes that can be seen in the darkness-- Bruce thinks it's the cutest photo ever.

Even Babs has hers set to a photo of her with her first computer, grinning happy as she probably hacked into a federal database somewhere. He got that photo from Jim.

Likewise, of course, Alfred's (very bareboned) smartphone that he barely uses has Bruce's contact set with a photo of him playing in the snow as a little boy.

[kruegerspillow]

sleeping with simon riley includes...

a bunch of coughing and groaning in the middle of the night (yeah... he needs to stop smoking)

random muttering and mumbling from him/you

nightmares. he will literally jump out of the bed which causes you to be startled sometimes (he offered to sleep on the couch due to his nightmares....)

his hands roaming around your body as if he wants to memorize every part of you (he does)

cuddles of course !!! it doesnt matter if hes the big or small spoon he just needs to be with you.

either of you falling off of the bed, at least once in a while

the blankets being left aside because simon says its gonna be 'too hot' (no, he just wants to be your personal heater lmao)

laying on top of each other. yeah, you might end up sleeping with your head resting against his chest.

HAIR STROKING. will stroke your hair until you fall asleep soundly

sigh... drooling. he drools a bit sorry to break it to you guys

a lot of admiring. he'll admire you as you sleep, its the only view that helps him doze off

FOREHEAD KISSES. either you or him. if he stirs awake he'll just give you a small forehead kiss before holding you closer to him (if thats even possible) and dozing off once more

nuzzling. he loves to nuzzle into the crook of your neck :(

tangled legs. his legs are gonna be intertwined with yours oooor one of his leg is going to be on top of yours.

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[amaraee]

He got a scratch from a kitten.

[machveil]

Roommate!Simon Riley that doesn’t correct people for thinking you’re dating. Simon’s minding the trolley while you grab a box of cereal at the store, idly standing by while watching people dip in and out of the aisle. when an older woman says you make a cute couple he just nods and says ‘thank you, ma’am’. he especially doesn’t correct someone when he stalks up behind you, a protective hand on your hip when they scoff and ask, “Is this your boyfriend?”

Roommate!Simon Riley that knows you like the back of his hand - ever changing, but still familiar at the end of the day. a new scar marring his knuckles? he’ll memorize what you like from that new café that opened down the block. a new nick on his wrist? he’s picking up that new movie you were gushing about wanting to see, a genre you wouldn’t necessarily choose usually - he’s ignoring how the main love interest looks like him. at the end of the day, some things never change, like how he’s memorized your smile and the way your nose scrunches

Roommate!Simon Riley that’s fallen into a comfortable pattern with you. your friends always say you act like a married couple, but you wave them off. so what if you guys are in the bathroom at the same time? you need to squeeze a shower in and Simon wanted to brush his teeth - besides, he can hand you a towel when you’re done. so what if you sleep in each other’s rooms? the damn AC is busted again, it’s not your fault Simon is as warm as a furnace and welcomes you with open arms

Roommate!Simon Riley whose favorite start to the morning is seeing you bleary eyed and groggy. your hair is messy, pillow lines across your cheek, and your t-shirt is askew - perfect. he doesn’t care if you have crud around your eyes, he doesn’t care if you haven’t brushed your teeth yet, he doesn’t care that you’re wearing his t-shirt— Simon pauses, eyes glued to you. his last name decorating your back… maybe Simon does care about you wearing his shirt

[lalalotta]

[nsfw!] rafayel fucking you

literally ruined my pussy while making this

[gojosluut]

Satoru was lazily sitting on the couch in a manspread, head tilted to the side as he drifts in and out a sleep. Due to his crazy work schedule he barely even sleeps, you come out from the kitchen just getting done putting the chocolate chip cookies in the oven like Satoru requested.

You enter the living room finding his sleep deprived state on the couch. You walk up to him going in between his long legs, your hands find his larger ones untangling them from each other holding onto them. Satoru lifts his head up slowly, his blue half lidded with dark circles underneath them looking at you.

“cmon…let’s get you in bed..” you softy say, your thumbs gently caressing the tops of his hands. Satoru just nods lazily as a weary sigh escapes his soft lips, you take a small step back as he stands up from the couch.

Leading him up the stairs, your arm wrapped around his muscular bicep leading him up the stairs to your shared room. You open the large white door guiding him over to his side of the bed pulling back the covers and tucking him in.

“there we go,” you whisper with a small smile, your hands gently going to his face cupping his cheeks. “now you get some rest.” you firmly but softly say, Satoru nods lazily against the pillow. His eyes still fixated on yours not even bothering to argue with you since he knew fully well to just how much he needed sleep.

You lean over brushing some of his white hair out of his forehead before placing a soft kiss on his forehead. Leaning back up your hand gently cradling the side of his face looking down at his already asleep state.

You smile lovingly down at him before walking out of the bedroom and back to the kitchen to finish on the cookies, so when he wakes up he can honor his sweet tooth while watching cheesy rom coms with you on the couch.

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[heartswithinreach]

sylus always answers your calls. always. no exceptions.

he could be in the middle of a gun fight or a messy interrogation but when he hears the inside joke of a ringtone he set for you, he uses his evol to shackle everyone in place while he answers, calm and collected as can be.

“kitten, it’s late in linkon — you should be sleeping. no, i’m not busy at the moment.” a cold glare is the only warning his enemies get to stay quiet. “what do you need?”

some of the world’s most powerful and feared men have had their final agonizing moments prolonged by listening to the leader of onychinus sweet-talk you.