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Dragon Ball headcanon: Have you seen that one Monster High movie where Deuce is talking about how excited he is that Cleo will be gone on vacation for a while and how he’s gonna enjoy some time to himself, but quickly realizes that he desperately needs Cleo to decide what to eat/wear/do? And then he gets excited seeing her and having her boss him around, begging her to not leave him alone to decide for himself again?
Yeah, that’s Vegeta with Bulma.
#vegeta canonly needs/wants Bulma’s permission to do things#she even dresses him up like her own Ken doll#my headcanons are facts#lolol#fabtrash headcanon#dbz headcanon#dragon ball#dragon ball z#dragon ball super#vegeta#dbz vegeta#bulma briefs#dbz bulma#bulma#vegeta x bulma#Vegebul#monster high
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jane has joined my collection of goth girl f/os, alongside senna (causal goth), leblanc (trad goth), elise (romantic goth), morgana (mopey goth), evelynn (fetish goth), and diana (nu goth) ,,honorable mention to sylvanas she's emo
#my headcanons are facts#【 🔪 】 ✦ * · ˚ — falling victim to your fantasy │ r: jane .#【 🎭 】 ✦ * · ˚ — with her i die │ r: leblanc .#* 🕷️ / such pretty poison .#* ⛓ / i won't let you fall tonight .#* 🩸 / embracing agony .#【 🌙 】 ✦ * · ˚ — you are the moon │ r: diana .#【 🖤 】 ✦ * · ˚ — whispers in the dark │ r: sylvanas .#lotus rambles
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Leo learns something about himself 🏳️⚧️
Based roughly on this old post.
Bonus:
[Leo is taking the fact that he was born biologically female simultaneously very well and also not so well but overall he’s mostly coping with the fact that it was Draxum that just essentially gave him the turtle equivalent of ‘The Talk’.]
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt leo#rise leo#trans leonardo#trans leo#rottmnt headcanons#turtle art tag#rise draxum#happy pride everyone~#if you’re wondering why there’s no backgrounds that’s because my files got messed up so just blankness in the bg sorry#but yeah!#this is forever and always my fav headcanon for Leo it makes too much sense to me#I wanted to make sure I got it done in time for pride haha#I don’t know if it’s obvious by the end but Draxum ran off because he was for once doing something nice for Leo#that being leading him somewhere else not in front of everyone so Leo can process the fact that he was born female in peace haha#(but he also just - wanted to avoid the ensuing awkward Talk as long as he could lol)#“how would Leo NOT know’’ he had an inkling but never thought much of it because he’s a teenage turtle mutant with no access to healthcare#also yeah that’s splinter’s hand at the end there I just KNOW he’d want those pics#also also - Leo here can technically be trans or even intersex in some way too#both is good#making this made me remember why I never do color#at least for comics#it just takes sooo long#but it was fun and worth it for my fave hc#this is like the first time I’ve drawn Draxum and man he’s kinda hard to draw#also their sizes are just 1 2 and 3 because Draxum had a simple system in place for sizing his subjects#(aka I was too lazy to think of anything else to put there)#also dunno if anyone noticed but look at Raph’s paper and look at his baby’s self’s photo
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I feel like I have some of the most random headcanons. but I am lowkey obsessed with the fact that John Dory is so much older than Branch that he potentially could have dated their friends'/peers' parents, and/or anything else funny and possibly entertaining that the large age difference entails lmaokskssbcdsbcjdh
edit: part two
#trolls#dreamworks trolls#(I headcanon that JD is 18 years older than Branch)#branch does not compute all that that entails lmao#also the possibility that he could have been getting bullied by his nephew lmao#okay okay i'll stop#my art#trolls branch#trolls poppy#broppy#trolls john dory#john dory#trolls creek#trolls oc#freesia#every one of my troll posts so far has an oc yay yippe :P#brozone#trolls band together#trolls spoilers#i guess#trolls comic#comic#trolls fanart#that second panel branch is so in love and i am so in love with the fact#and then the third panel poppy is so in love and i'm just GYAAAAHHH 🥺🥺🥺
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part 2 of my pining falin agenda aka I STAND WITH MARCILLE THAT DRESS WAS CUNT
part 1
(ID in alt text)
#dungeon meshi#falin touden#marcille donato#farcille#dungeon meshi spoilers#doodles#mine#in my to-do list that second image is described as 'visions of marcille tarted up dark magician style dancing in falin's mind'#making laios call the dungeon lord dress weird in part one is just compliance to canon characterization HE DOES NOT SPEAK FOR ME#i looove fashion and fashion as characterization so my headcanon is that marcille's epilogue style is a direct consequence of that dress#she realized that there was no escaping the resemblance to her mother bc it is now a proven fact that black brings out her cuntiferocity#also falin is wearing a chemise de la reine bc 1) plumage real estate 2) similar to her canon dresses and 3) booba
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tim and damian alone in the manor one day when tim is feeling ungrounded and needs to sleep.
“damian i need you to lay on me”
“what?!”
“i’m feeling so out of my body right now i just need pressure”
damian watches at tim barely manages to put a sentence together and feels a little scared (scared is not the word i’m looking for it’s probably mild concern.) so he listens and kinda just flops his body down onto tim’s.
(they both end up asleep and dick still has the photographic evidence)
#brought to you by the fact that i can’t sleep without a weighted blanket or my fat asf cat#i love them so much 🥺 i crave cute brotherly moments between the two#batfam#tim drake headcanon#damian wayne headcanon#tim drake#damian wayne
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Hello :P tiny reminder that my Lamb and Joon (my yellow cat) both use They/Them pronouns :P
#i get a lot of comments and asks using he/him#which i Do Not Think are malicious i think its just their personal head cannon#but they are they/them for my stuff#i will not be upset if you use your headcanon for them i just wanted to remind that they are in fact nonbinary lsdkhgsldkg#doodles
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“apollo wrote the hamilton musical in pjo” “hermes wrote the hamilton musical in pjo” you fools. ¿have you forgotten who the greek god of theatre is?
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#fun fact in ancient times at the festival of dionysus they’d hold competitions judging various features plays against each other#anyways my headcanon is that he made it before getting banished and hermes and apollo found it after he left#though it would be hilarious if it was some hellish coproduction where the three of them teamed up#probably ruined a few lives in the process#pjo#pjo series#pjo tv show#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson and the olympians#apollo#apollo pjo#hermes#hermes pjo#dionysus#mister d#dionysus pjo#lin manuel miranda#hamilton musical#hamilton
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imagine ur tim drake, it's the anniversary of ur mother's funeral, christmas eve, and you're absolutely shitting ur pants bc you let your teammate feed you the crabcakes they made
you're absolutely going through it, and then u find out that doomsday (not the villain) is coming in the form of a meteor. u try to call batman and he's off planet. u call up nightwing's team and they're dealing with their own battle. there's nobody to help so you and your team go to fuckin,, fight an evil meteor. one of your friends is writing a will. you're all ready to die (you're ready to reunite with your mother).
and then fucking santa comes and waves hi and your team tries to tell him to watch out and then the evil meteor crashes into his sleigh and fucking explodes him and the reindeers in a glorious gory death
man. what are you doing next christmas eve.
#the fact that that issue starts with tim just. taking the biggest shit. not to be a child but its always gonna be funny#funnier if u accept the headcanon that he has a shellfish allergy#why did he have to eat the crabcakes tho 😭 not bart who could eat anything or kon who probably has a stomach of steel#maybe we can presume that bart doesnt like seafood since he doesnt like sushi due to raw fish?#anyways poor tim why'd they do u like that my man#guys im so bored at the family function#sorry for the oodles of yj xmas posting i just wanna reconsume holiday specials#tim drake#young justice#young justice 1998#yj98#batman#robin dc#christmas#janet drake#batfam#red robin#i like the idea that cissie is also shit at cooking
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competitive aquarium date
bonus: the night before
#p5r#akeshu#shuake too i guess??#art tag#persona#casual dating implies the existence of competitive dating#they are RIVALS#although one of them seems to care a bit more about that than the other LOL#also random backstory i just made up#renren was so excited reading up facts#he only realised in the morning that his shirt had a curry stain on it#and so he had to buy a new one on the way and forgot to take off the tag#ofc mr detective prince has noticed but ofc he wont say anything#bc he secretly thinks it's endearing#but ofc he's say it's dumb and stupid#guys idk how you headcanon them but this is mine#they are slowly becoming my ocs#im adopting the two little guys from the game i played
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you're the only one for me, baby
1.7k, steddie, one of them getting so drunk that they don't recognise the other and telling them back off i've already got a boyfriend, it's all sweetness <3 likely a modern!au and actually just goobers in love
Eddie doesn't really drink. He's not against partying but he's much more attuned to smoking a little weed to take the edge off, sometimes a spliff if he wants to mix a little business and pleasure.
Eddie doesn't really drink—so when he does, it goes about as well as expected.
From zero to a hundred.
Steve had lost track of him after directing his stumbling feet towards the bathroom to take a leak. But apparently, as he's now found out, this bathroom has two doors.
What the fuck kind of bathroom has two doors, like some weird thoroughfare?
Regardless, it took all of five minutes with no noises coming from the inside before Steve had loudly announced he was coming in, no matter what, getting quite worried for his boyfriend.
He trusted Eddie to not be too sloshed to handle a piss, even if he was on the wilder side tonight, but still leaned up against the door to chase off anyone else looking to knock—because Eddie hilariously gets pee-shy.
The door had opened easily, apparently unlocked, and Steve had stepped into the empty bathroom. The other door across the room, the one he hadn't noticed until now, was wide open to the party.
So, now he's on the hunt for Eddie.
Which is a task that feels a little bit like herding cats because drunk Eddie isn't something Steve has a lot of experience with. But what he does know, is this: it's the opposite of high Eddie.
Stoned, Eddie likes to find the comfiest place he can (usually Steve's lap, or so he proclaims) and sink into it, like melting wax. Then, given he has access to adequate snacks, he doesn't move for quite some time.
Drunken Eddie cannot even fathom the concept of sitting still.
Either way, looking where there's food is a good as a place to start as any.
Steve ambles out the strange two-doored bathroom and flips his head back and forth, trying to remember the direction of the kitchen. He hasn't been here before—one of Eddie's band connections—and Steve's still had a couple beers himself.
He shakes his head and takes a left, relieved when it leads to the stairs. Okay, he sort of knows where he's going now. They had only come upstairs to find the quieter bathroom for Eddie.
As Steve reaches the bottom of the stairs, a faint stir of irritation flashes through him. Eddie just left him behind? That wasn't that nice, even if he was incredibly drunk.
He can hear the din of people chattering just above the music and he follows it, leading him into the half-full kitchen, people dotted around. There's a few pizza boxes scattered around and Steve eyes each of them specifically, looking for the tell-tale wipe of Eddie's greasy fingers. No dice.
Steve wrinkles his nose, spinning around and double checking before he moves on.
If not by the food, then... where?
Steve takes a few steps forward into the living room, his heart beginning to sink and shrivel all at once. There was a miserable feeling attached to looking for his partners at a party, a wallowing and awful memory tied to the feeling.
Steve pushes a hand across his chest roughly, as if trying to shove the feeling away.
Eddie wasn't... her. Eddie wouldn't do that.
But the moment he's thought it, it's stuck in his head. Steve's feet begin to speed up, checking a little more carelessly as he starts to stick his head in different rooms, his hazel eyes jumping around. Not Eddie, not Eddie, not Eddie—so many people and none of them are Eddie.
Until—there. Steve spots a very familiar looking behind as it leans over the back of the couch, the owner of said-behind talking to someone sitting on the couch.
He blinks, just to be sure, but the details come into better focus. There's chains on his belt loops and when he shakes his head, Steve can see the curls he loves to bury his hands into.
Eddie.
Steve's relief pulls him forward, his feet almost stumbling, his mouth pulling into a relieved smile. He puts a hand out, fingers spread, across the leather-clad back.
"Eds," Steve says, relief colouring his voice.
Eddie swings up abruptly, pushing himself off the couch. When he turns, a bit of liquid sloshes out of the beer bottle he's holding.
"Heyyy," The words come out a bit slurred and when he finally stands straight, he doesn't look right at Steve. "Handsssss off the merchandise, buddy."
Steve chuckles, reaching out and plucking the bottle from his boyfriend's grasp. Eddie gawps, an adorable little hiccup interrupting his shocked expression.
"Hey," He says loudly, reaching forward for it fruitlessly as Steve pulls it out reach. "That's mine." Eddie whines.
"You've had more than enough, I think." Steve says. He steals just one gulp of it before he turns at puts it on a nearby table. When he turns back, Eddie is frowning at him, brows pulled together tightly and bottom lip jutting out.
"Listen—" Eddie leans forward, jabbing a finger into Steve's chest. "I dunnowhoyouthinkyouare," The words come out in a one big jumble and Steve frowns.
What? Something sour claws into Steve's chest at the frosty greeting.
"Eddie," Steve says, his hazel eyes wide and worried as his gaze darts between Eddie's squinted face and swaying form.
Steve reaches out to put a hand on his waist, aiming to steady him, but Eddie sees it coming and widens his eyes comically. He swerves back to avoid it, his boots tilting dangerously on the wooden floors. If he was still holding his beer, Steve bets half of it would be on the floor by now.
"Wo-oah," Eddie exaggerates, waving a hand out and batting Steve's outstretched arm away. The rottenness in Steve's chest blooms, rancid and freezing. He sucks in a sharp breath.
"Ed—"
"I—" Eddie says, holding up his hand and waggling one finger at Steve, like he's a naughty schoolboy. His words still have that drunken slur to them.
"—already have a boyfriend, thank you very much. He's much too pretty to be throwing it away for the likes of you, you weasel of a man..." His ludicrous and nonsensical insult trails off under his breath as Eddie's attention is drawn away by a shout across the room.
As he watches Eddie drape himself back over the couch, the sourness between Steve's ribs shifts, transforming into something infinitely sweeter. He lets out a dazed laugh, a wild smile spreading on his face before he can smother it beneath his hand.
I'm dating a lunatic, Steve thinks happily.
He reaches out and steals Eddie's beer once more, taking another large swig before giving it another go.
This time, he sidles up beside Eddie who's engaged back in conversation with one of the guys on the couch, and just waits. It only takes a minute before the dude on the couch seems to realise who Steve's waiting for and he nudges Eddie, gesturing behind him.
Eddie, still bent over the back of the couch, twists only his head to look. This time, the recognition is immediate.
He springs up, pushing the couch forward an inch in his excitement and leaps forward, his hands clawing into Steve's shoulder with a fierce delight.
"Steeeeve," Eddie croons, crowding in close. His hands start moving, fingers searching like curious spiders, fingertips dancing along the sensitive skin of Steve's neck til he's squirming back, laughter betraying him.
"Stop it." He laughs. Steve arrests Eddie's wrists in his hand and Eddie cackles, using the pause to surge forward, kissing him square on the mouth.
Eddie tastes like the beer he's been drinking and Steve barely gets a moment to enjoy it before Eddie's pulling back, leaning forward so they're forehead to forehead.
"I was looking for you." Eddie says, his doe eyes wide. His pupils grow larger the longer he stares at Steve.
Steve grins. "Uh huh. Looking for me between the couch cushions, were you?"
Eddie rears back, his head flipping as he stares back at the couch and then back at Steve. "Nuh uh. I came out the bathroom and you were goooone."
That explains it. Eddie must have left out the other door — and then thought Steve had left him behind and gone hunting for him. Something else settles in Steve's chest, relieved.
"And—" Eddie hiccups. "—and some guy tried to- to freakin' flirt with me. Can you believeee?"
Steve's grin widens by a mile. "Is that so? What you'd tell him?"
"No, of course!" Eddie says, head pulled back as if he's appalled Steve would think otherwise. He shakes his hands out of Steve's grip and drops them, fumbling for a moment to get his fingers into Steve's belt loops.
When he does, he yanks Steve forward a tad too forcefully, their bodies colliding in a way that's more sore than sexy. Eddie continues on as if he doesn't notice. "Even if he was particularly tasty," He murmurs, his lips tracing the column of Steve's throat.
"I let him know, baby." Eddie all but purrs.
And perhaps if the competition Eddie was beating off was literally anyone other than himself, Steve would be right there with him.
Instead, he can't contain his snort of laughter. Eddie was perfect; he was a possessive and drunken dog, barking up the wrong damn tree. Steve loves him.
"You're laughing," Eddie states plainly, even as his doe eyes manage to grow even more round. Steve can't help it, it just makes him laugh more.
"Treason." Eddie declares. Then using the belt loops to keep Steve captive, he leans in and blows a raspberry on his neck.
Steve lets out an unattractive squawk, his laughter melting into Eddie's as he pushes his boyfriend's face away — to which Eddie simply lets himself go limp, his face cradled and held up solely by Steve's hands.
"Christ," Steve says between his laughs, shifting his hand to hold him more tenderly. Eddie smiles dopely, then puckers his lips and closes his eyes.
Steve rolls his eyes, entirely too endeared. "Alright, c'mere," He gives in, leaning and kissing Eddie, short and sweet. When he pulls back, Eddie's eyes are open, starry and gazing up at him. He gives a dreamy sounding sigh. Steve's heart fizzles, like it's full of pop-rocks.
"Ready to go?"
"As long as it's with you, baby." Eddie says, sounding every bit like he means it.
#steve asks him if he can remember the other dude in the morning#eddie: i do recall him being distinctly super hot..... [his ass still has no clue]#steve never tells him for the fact that eddie is so chuffed to 1) get hit on and 2) get to defend his relationship#its steve lil secret :-) he does tell robin tho and she laughs so hard soda comes out her nose#i love this silly trope !#even better if they’ve only been together a short -ish time#does eddie ever find out you may ask? why yes he does. at their wedding 😇#if you take anything from this its my headcanon that eddie is pee-shy#it's gooberish but after months and months of 'you're not from around here' i'm okayyyy with that#its nice to have simply written and finished something sillay#steddie#ruby writes steddie#steve x eddie#steddie fic#steddie ficlet#steddie fanfiction#steddie fluff#established relationship#steve harrington#eddie munson#if u have more of this trope SENDDDD PLEEEK#eddie rlly is the most in love in this
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day 7
ough i wish i had time to render this properly but im obsessed with felix helping eugene bleach his hair. he did NOT hire a professional he is a box dye in your bathroom with your roommate girlie. just like me fr
#day 7#year 6#eugene finch#felix drawtectives#drawtectives#drawfee#i guess his full name is probably felix finch huh?? idk that thats an established tag tho lol#ough thats cute tho i love the alliteration#my late pup had my grandmas last name on all her paperwork at the vet#so her full name was Tippy Tipton and EVERY time we went in#the vets and techs would read her FULL name out loud with such genuine delight#bc it was in fact very fucking cute#anyway thats felix also probably thats my headcanon now
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A Bad Batch x Red Dead Redemption AU that’s been living in my head for a while 🤠
Omega does not like the names Hunter gave the horses
The Batch is a small time outlaw gang of brothers hiding out as hands on a dude ranch. Trying to leave their pasts as mercenaries behind them. Until they receive a mysterious letter that their long lost younger sister is being housed in an orphanage nearby. After an unsuccessful attempt to legally adopt her, they return later to break her out.
Now they’re all wanted criminals trying to outrun the law as well as their past.
#my headcanon has ALWAYS been that Omega is the horsiest horse girl of all time#coming from a horse girl myself#she begs Hunter for a pony#but they can’t afford one#so she wins one herself in a poker game at a saloon#ignore the fact that crosshairs rifle disappears#my art#star wars#rdr#rdr2#sw tbb#sw x rdr au#tbb#tbb crosshair#tbb hunter#tbb omega#tbb tech#tbb wrecker#tbb echo#the bad batch#sw tbb fanart#red dead redemption 2#tbb x rdr au#tbb x rdr2 au
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Fridge head reveals family lineage . Png
Idk if this comic made sense but I was thinking of Scout going to the Medic’s yearly health evaluations and finding the BLU Spy’s head there. And that spy unintentionally revealing that the red spy is Scout’s father.
I’m still intending to turn this into a fic but here’s the comic version for now. (Btw the fic probably won’t have the same dialogue as this one LOL)
#czech blu spy is my headcanon#along with the fact that blu scout has purple-ish hair#because why not#team fortress 2#tf2#tf2 scout#tf2 spy#blu spy#blu scout#dadspy#spydad
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hey. can you guess what character headcanon i'm really attached to.
#i had no clue whether or not this was a popular headcanon...#but dipping my toes in the waters of the fandom tells me it is at least moderately so.#so hi ^_^#venture bros#dean venture#dawn venture#<- the fact that she has a tag already is yayyy#lalala#there are other characters here too ermm i won't tag them all#dr girlfriend#every1 be nice to me i have lots of hcs abt her#kiwidoodles#vbros
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the amount of doodles ive made in 2 days is actually insane. hello? it's so dark in here.
#great god grove#my art#ggg click clack#ggg inspekta#ggg bizzyboys#ggg bauhauzzo#ggg huzzle mug#ggg cobigail#fun fact this isnt even all the doodles i havent posted ive made. theres STILL MORE.#WHICH IS TERRIFYING CUZ I WAS IN AN ART BLOCK AND THEN BAM.#THOUGH THE REST R CLICK CLACK HEADCANONS AND STUFF AND IM SELF CONCHUS SOOOO. DIES.#also look at da blatant favortism.... evil#anyway cobigail is my wife i just am insane w drawing another character (sad but had to happen)
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