#no cause i’ll die by this headcanon

[thehotpilot]

if you thought buck would brag insufferably about having a hot pilot boyfriend who flew into a hurricane to save his pseudo parents from a capsized cruise ship just wait until buck has a hot pilot boyfriend who rappels out of a helicopter mid air into the cockpit of a crashing plane to again, save his pseudo mom.

[glitter50000]

Rattles and Whatnot

In which Ilya Morozova gets to meet his grandson for the first time

It’s smaller than I imagined. He stood in the center looking around at the hobble his daughter had decided to call home. 

With only one room and in that room laid a tattered cot and a wooden basket, Ilya could hardly call it a shack. However, if this is what she wanted then who is he to judge?

Well, her father of course.

Ilya had always worried about his eldest after his, unfortunate, parting. It’s hard to survive being Grisha, even harder being what she is, or what he gave her. Therefore he’d watch from afar. Follow rumors here and there and only express his concern should the situation be dire.

Now he isn’t a stranger to his daughter’s pointless quest for an immortal companion, as he gathered from his last visit after she had made it a pattern and buried her third child. Why she even bothered with this when she could’ve sought him out eluded him.

So hearing rumors of the notorious Black Witch striking fear in villages with a baby of all things swaddled tightly on her chest…

Well, that was something he had to see for himself. 

Had she succeeded? Do I truly have a grandchild this time? He couldn’t fight the small smile that appeared on his face, it would be interesting to see them. Would they possess shadow summoning like their mother? The same abilities as well? If they were enough for his daughter to keep them then they must be special. 

As he was musing over what his grandchild would grow into, footsteps were heard on the outside. 

Speak of the devil

He must admit, he was quite proud of his eldest. She had taken to the shadows naturally and had grown into a beautiful woman. She looked quite like himself and a selfish part of him was satisfied with how she seemed to bear no resemblance to her ignorant mother. 

She was too focused on her child. Bouncing them up and down and whispering quiet comforts, a soft, small smile on her face. Ilya couldn’t help but enjoy the tenderness of the scene.

“You’ve grown soft”

She whips her head at his voice, all softness gone from her face and replaced with only sharp glares. She wraps her arms around her child protectively from him, as if he would sink that low.

“What’s your name?” he asked. She would constantly change her name so it was always different. She didn’t answer this time though and instead finds the floor more intriguing.

He steps closer, clasping his hands behind his back. Must she always do this? It isn’t good for children to simply ignore their parents, no matter how old. He can wait though.

It’s a few moments when she huffs and looks up to face him. “Sofia.” She answered curtly, never one to disobey her father. 

“Thank you, wasn’t so hard now was it?” He ruffles her hair just to see her annoyed expression. Looking so much like when she was a child. 

“What are you even doing here?” Sofia sneered, clearly not one for small talk. 

“Is a grandfather not allowed to visit his grandchild every once in a while?” At this, she raises an eyebrow, but ultimately takes the baby out of the sling to place them in the wooden basket. While she’s in the process of taking the sling off, he observes her child. 

The baby’s asleep right now, looking so tiny and fragile. Had she ever been that small at one point? They look so peaceful and Ilya has to wonder how much can they sleep through considering Sofia’s lifestyle. Other than that, the baby looks healthy. Seems Sofia had truly accomplished what she wanted.

Ilya feels eyes bore into the back of his head and turns around to see Sofia staring intently at him. The material used to carry the baby wrapped around her arms. Was she watching him the whole time? 

“Can I hold them?”

She shakes her head.

“Can I know their name?”

She doesn’t answer. 

He rolls his eyes. “Do you hate me so much you won’t even let me know the name of my grandchild?” 

She sighs and walks over to the baby, bundling them up with the same blanket. Sitting on the cot, supporting their head. Sofia moves to the side, inviting Ilya to sit next to her.

“His name’s Aleksander.” She tells him, Ilya resists the urge to scoff. Instead choosing to run his fingers gently down the infant’s cheek, feeling the same rush of power he found when Sofia had hugged him. 

“An amplifier.” He states, looking at her to confirm it. She simply nods. It’s clearer to him why she would keep this one. The place makes more sense as well, away from people.

He sees the newly added dark circles under her eyes. “Does he keep you up at night?”

She gives a small chuckle. “Not always, he’s surprisingly a quiet one for the most part.” She faces Aleksander, a somber look painted on her face. “I’m just afraid.” 

“He is your son, it’s natural to be afraid.”

“Yes…” She’s distracted, too busy looking at her son. Surprised that he’s real and not a figment of her imagination. 

She looks like she hasn’t slept in days though. He holds his arms out. “How about I look after him while you-“

“No.” 

He drops his arms and forms his lips into a line. Figures. She was always possessive of what belonged to her. He can’t help but look back to when his youngest got the full extent of that. “Do you ever let him go?”

She shoots him a lazy glare as an answer. “Why are you truly here? It’s always something.” 

Oh, he almost forgot. “I do have something to give actually.” He ruffles through his bag before pulling out a small stick with a wooden ball attached to it, painted with black swirls all around it. Giving it a little shake the toy starts to rattle quietly. 

He hands it to her. “Consider it my congrats.” Which she takes with caution as if the toy will explode right there. 

“Thank you, I haven’t been able to get anything for him.” 

At that moment Aleksander began to stir and he starts squirming and whimpering, needing…whatever babies needed. Ilya can’t possibly remember sometimes, it’s just been so long.

“I’ll leave you to it.” He tells her as if he’ll just be back tomorrow. Ilya grabs his stuff and heads for the door. 

“I’d live somewhere else though.” He advises. “This is no place to raise a baby”

She gives a tight smile at that. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Later that night Ilya would find that his daughter disregarded his advice as he sees the two of them through the shack’s window. Sofia shook the rattle in her son’s face while Aleksander reached for it with his small hands. Similar to when he first saw her today, she has a soft smile on her face. Looking at Aleksander with nothing but love in her eyes.

And Ilya had found himself smiling as well, as he walked off into the night. 

[caotictimmy]

if you're doing mouthwashing can i have daisuke x reader hcs plz... just pretend the tulpar never crashed i want him to be happy hjdkjkdsjg

OMG ANON…you get me. Daisuke has me in a CHOKEHOLD. Ok so here are how the headcanons are gonna go. Pre dating/confession. Dating and NSFW. I had another anon ask me to do NSFW head canons with daisuke. So why not kill two birds with one stone. The regular head canon r gonna be Gn. But the NSFW are gonna have some AFAB stuff. Still can kinda be read as Gn.

Crushing - Confession

- I believe Daisuke crushing on you would be a very, you fell first, but he fell harder kinda thing.

- I think that because Daisuke can be well.. a bit dense (still love him though). That he’s not really gonna pick up on any hints or flirting. So you kinda of have to wait till he realizes he likes you.

- When he does realize he likes you is probably when you were sticking up for him against Swansea(I love you Swansea but you still were mean to Daisuke🙁).

- It’s gonna be easy to tell when he likes you. This man is gonna be so obvious😭🙏

- We all know he’s eager to please right? He’s doing this with you 2 times more. Always asking if you needed anything, he’d be right on it.

-Little things to. I’m talking some laying his shirt over a puddle for you to step on. I feel like he tries to woe you with these gestures.(and it works)

- Daisuke loves listening to your voice. No matter how your voice sounds. He’ll go out of his ways to find you to ramble on about something. He thinks you look and sound cute rambling. o(^w^)o

- Also I think he just likes looking at you. There have been MANY times where Swansea has smacked Daisuke in the back of the head, cause he got sidetrack staring at you with this very lovesick grin. Staring like you personally hung the stars for him.

- Daisuke would be a bit too nervous to think of confessing first. So Swansea would definitely be pushing him to confess. He’s tired of seeing you two ogling at each other and doing nothing about it😒.

- Our sly little man some how convinced Curly to make a cake for him to give you. (I swear on my life curly is a die hard romantic but I’m saving that for when I do headcanons on him later)

- I feel like Daisuke would sneak in your room. Waiting for you to enter. When you do he lifts up the cake in his hands, “ Imadeyouthiscakewillyoudateme” He rambled out. Being scared you would say no.

- But when you say yes. I’m not kidding he shouted “WHOO HOO!!!”. It was very funny. Daisuke would quickly put the cake down and rush to hug you,

Dating

- I feel like the affection he likes to receive is words of affection and physical contact. And for what he usually gives. Acts of service and physical affection. Let me explain

-(Daisuke receiving) It’s a bit obvious that Daisuke probably hasn’t gotten a lot of praise in his life. So I believe that he absolutely melts when you give him these encouraging words. It can range from a lot. From a small, “good job” to a “I love you so much, no matter what.”. It makes him so happy like you don’t even understand.

-(Daisuke receiving) Idk it’s just a an itch in my brain telling me. I think he likes all kinds of physical affection. From holding his pinky, to wrapping you arms and legs around him cuddling. If it insures some sort of touching he’s down. I also think he like resting his head on either your thighs, or chest. Resting his eyes. PLEASE scratch his head or tangle your fingers through his hair. He loves it so much. Like it calms him down so much.

-(Daisuke giving) You can’t tell me this man isn’t at least a bit clingy. Not in a “if you talk to someone else I’ll kill them” type of way but a “ you make me feel safe and secure” kind of way. Does that make sense? Anyways, he loves flopping onto you when he sees you laying down. Like I’m talking full rag doll flop. I fully believe he brought a stuff animal on the ship. So he fully treats you like a stuff animal. Quick random switch. I don’t think he likes being the small spoon. Only because I feel like he needs to sleep holding something. I don’t think he would mind being big spoon. But overall he prefers you two facing each other.

-(Daisuke giving) We all know he has a knack for trying to be as helpful as he can. We can see that when he tried to fix the vent! To trying to crawl up it to save Anya… guys I can’t do this anymore. ANYWAYS. This man does not want you to lift a FINGER. He is so head over heels inlove with you. He’ll do anything for you. He’ll ask him to bring you a star and he’d ask which one. LIKE HE LOVES YOU SM AND JUST WANTS TO SEE YOU HAPPY.

- He loves kissing. Receiving and giving. From a simple peck, to kissing your face all over. He just loves it so much. He finds it so romantic. Listen hear me out. Non sexual neck kissing. He could be waking up before you(highly unlikely). Softly kissing your neck to wake you up. Just soft and sweet.

- Late night talks are a must with him. It could be about anything really. From what plot twist you guys thought would happen on the shitty soap opera you guys were watching. What ifs, what your guys future would look like, what you guys would be if you were animals. The topics you guys talk about are far and wide. But he enjoys the comfort of being by you.

- You can’t tell me this man isn’t a big back. Daisuke definitely brought a bunch of snacks with him. So he will happily share with you. He is a very giving person. But also expect to get your food stolen sometimes.. make sure you get extra food in your plate to give him the rest. He would appreciate it a lot!!!!!:3

- He also really loves spending anytime he can with you. Especially if it involves games. Let me tell you. YOU DO NOT WANNA PLAY DRESS TO IMPRESS WITH THIS MAN. He would cook you so hard in the game it’s not even funny. He’s literally in the top 10 players in dress to impress.

NSFW - DO NOT READ IF YOUR A MINOR OR UNCOMFORTABLE WITH NSFW (AFAB)

- Praise kink. YOU GUYS CANT TELL ME I’M WRONG. You guys could water board me. Scream at me that I’m wrong. Every time you praise him when y’all are getting freaky. Busting. Like it gets him going SO HARD (pun intended) Like omg… Especially if you praise his efforts/ how good he’s doing. Pray that you’ll be able to walk after.

- This man is LOUD…… grunting, whimpering, moaning, panting. Any noise you can think of hes made it. Like he doesn’t even think of suppressing his noises. He also doesn’t want you to either! He loves hearing you. He thinks the louder you are = the better he’s doing. So please don’t suppress your noises he’ll get so sad:(. But back to the topic. This man needs something to muffle him. Wether that be kissing you, or lightly nibbling your neck. When he starts to get to loud you need to find a way to shut him up.

-Speaking of loud Swansea has definitely caught you guys once’s. Y’all were a bit to loud and he was wonder what was going on and… Let’s just say he wasn’t able to look at you guys for a bit. But after he gave Daisuke a fist bump. Man to man🗣️🗣️🗣️

- Daisuke is willing to try almost everything. I full heartedly believe this man is a virgin. The furthest he’s ever gone is making out. So he’s eager to learn! He was a bit nervous your guys first time. But after a bit that nervousness dissolved into eagerness! I don’t think he’d be into hurting you badly. And I don’t think he likes pain that much either. But I think he would like his hair being pulled. Or maybe you lightly scratching his back.

- I think he would be open to having sex not just in your rooms. Either in random room barely used. Or a couple of times on the couch when everyone was in their sleeping quarters. Thankfully you guys weren’t caught!!! But Curly was wondering what that clear sticky substances was on the couch…

-(AFAB) Munch no question asked. LISTEN WHEN I SAW HE WANTED AN EXTRA PACK OF SWEETENER I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT BIG BACK MUNCH BEHAVIOR. Also because this man loves to please. DO YALL SEE ME VISION. This man who’ll slurp it up like no tomorrow. His favorite made is your pleasure is his pleasure. But omg like he gets so into eating you out it’s not even funny… You have to pry his face away from your core. And he looks so hot. His hair a mess. His eyes dazed but still has that love in them. And your juice all over his face like…

- He doesn’t have a favorite position. He likes way too many. And when you asked him what position he liked the most, he only responded with, “how can I pick a favorite when there all so good, and what about the ones we haven’t tried yet!” Safe to say you guys went to go try some more positions 😜

- I know I’ve been doing really freaky headcanons but I think Daisuke loves soft sex and morning sexy to. Maybe the morning after a bad day HES still feeling bad. You both are still groggy but you have time before you have to get up. Hell sink himself into. Before thrusting as his arms are wrapped around your waist. His hot breath on your neck, as he trailed kisses all along it. Just because he can be a freak doesn’t mean he can’t be really soft either.

- Daisuke loves cock warming. Try. Try to prove me wrong. He loves cuddling. He loves being as close to you as possible. What’s better than combining the two! But after a bit he does get a bit impatient and starts to subtly thrust. He really is trying to not to be you feel to good!

Authors note: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. I STARTED THIS WHEN I GOT HOME AND FELL ASLEEP MID WAY THROUGH WRITING THIS. Again sorry for request being slow I’m trying my best😭🙏

[kombuuuu]

Miles 42 headcanons?

no one asked but i’ll deliver !!

Miles!42 x Fem!Reader random headcanons

also a lot of snippets :)

You/Reader: Blue

Miles Morales: Purple

Mama Rio/Rio Morales: Pink

Uncle Aaron/Aaron Morales: Orange

Random/stranger: Black

—

gift giving love language duhhh

Will have you walk with him through malls and whatever you look at for a second too long he buys

You don’t catch on until you’re both eating at a nice restaurant, absentmindedly staring at some plant when a lull in conversation happens.

He purchases the plant.

“Fuck you mean I can’t buy it?”

“Sir, the plants aren’t for sale, this is a dining establishment.”

“Establish the fact I’m gettin’ that plant.”

“Sir—“

50 bucks down and a plant 🆙

He will damn right die if you refuse him. He’ll get all grumpy and pouty when you say he should save for a house, not for you.

convinced you just get shy when bought things (you do).

is even more motivated to buy things

“Miles, baby, you need to save up. Not spend on me!”

“This would look so good on you, Ma.”

“Are you listening??”

“Fuck, and this.”

“Oh my god.”

gets so jealous it’s unbelievable

but only when someone goes too far with you

it’s like 1–100 real quick

he’s not usually the prowling type (ha)

but when someone pushes the line he loses his shit

other than that he’s a supportive bbg all the way

“Wanna go home with me, butterface?”

“Fuck you just say?”

“Nothing homie just get outta here.”

“Say that shit again ‘homie’.”

“Chill the fuck out. Let the lady speak for herself.”

“I’ll fucking speak for my girl all I want, homeboy.”

maybe got a liiiiittle bit of an anger issue

guy went home with a broken nose and a missing tooth

better hope he can afford fill ins

he would never get mad at you though

he gets frustrated you don’t listen sometimes, but it’s never to the point of anger

feel like he has the patience of a fucking SAINT

calm and collected baby u know the deal

“Mami, we gonna have a problem?”

“”

“Didn’t think so.”

a SWEETHEART at times

stand by him being raised right

mama rio taught him to be a romantic

wanted him to take after his dad

so flowers and gifts and chocolates

followed by lovin of any kind

probably a baby for affection but doesn’t show it

so when you get all emotional about being gifted roses for the first time

and hug him and smother him

give him stupid little kisses all over

he’s fainting

poor boy doesn’t know love like u show him

“Baby, are these for me?”

“Yeah, Chiquita. They okay?”

“Wh… They’re perfect.”

“Are you cryin’? I can return ‘em.”

“No! No, no, don’t do that.

I love them, C’mere.”

when you guys get rlly comfortable, like a year and some dating, he ends up getting more chatty

willingly talking w you for hours

feels like you’re the only person he can rlly do that with

rambles so rarely that you kind of just sit in awe when it happens

doesn’t catch himself until he’s trying to name your future kids

“I’ll marry you one day, we’ll have like two, three kids. Get all nice an cozy.

You want a boy or girl? I kinda want both. Definitely not girl first, never having a girl without a brother to protect ‘er.

You’d be such a good Mami.

What’d you wan’ name ‘em? I have a few ideas—“

“..”

“But you could choose the girl cause I don’t know any pretty names. And i’ll choose—“

“..”

“..”

“You gon’ let me keep goin?”

“I love your voice.”

“Tranquila, mami.”

Takes you to every family event he ever has

sits you regularly with Rio and Aaron

they insist you call them uncle and ma

you do, obviously

miles doesn’t need to meet your family if you don’t want him to, but if he ever does he’s totally suave with them

like weirdly smooth

able to get on ur carers good side quick

when you meet his extended family they’re just as loving

his whole family is this bright dash of colour

and you fit right the fuck in

“¡Oh, hija estás preciosa!”

“Dice la estrella de la fiesta!”

“You flatter me, Hija.”

“Miles, come get your girl.”

“You look nice too, Uncle Aaron.”

“..Thanks, kid.”

“Hey Mami, havin’ fun?”

“Aight, I’m out.”

when you find out he’s the prowler you’re not really shocked

he’s hella nervous to tell you and kinda puts it off for a while

as long as you’re not in harms way, nothin matters, yeah?

no

the guilt eats him alive

he’s already lost so much, if he doesn’t do things right with you, then loses you too

he’d probably lose himself

so he tells you

“The Prowler?”

“Yeah.”

“The.. Panther guy I keep seeing on the news-?”

“Mm.”

“Miles are you—

..—Are you killing people?”

“Mami, it’s not like that—“

“oh my god.”

“These men— I kill,”

“Oh my god, oh my god.”

“,They’re bad, you understand.”

“Miles..”

“[Name]. Do you understand?”

“Yeah.. Yeah I understand.”

“You can’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t.”

“…”

“Are you mad.”

“I’m not happy.”

“Okay.”

you’re kind of devastated he’s killing people

but you eventually get it

like it takes a while

say a month or so

but you forgive quick

i mean, who knows what those men are doing, right?

(ur delulu but it’s ok)

he lets you have your space but talking with mama rio when she realises your absence knocks some sense into him

mans is going to GROVEL

he will fucking beg on his damn knees

knocks on your door and is already kneeling

will plead with you to come back to him

like i said a whole ass romantic

you know what’s romantic? a man who can get on his knees

he will suffocate you in gifts and affection

oh you like (insert sanrio esc character) ? look over there at that lifesize plushie woahhhh wonder who that’s forrrrrr

“Hello?”

“Mami, don’t close the door.”

“Miles, go home.”

“And please stop kneeling, the floor is dirty.”

“I’m not leaving ‘til you hear me out.”

looooong sigh

“Okay, fine— whatever, come inside. You have two minutes.”

“God, I missed you. You’re so beautiful Chiquita.”

“Three minutes.”

You talk it out easy, he’s a real smooth talker when he wants to be

“Okay Miles, I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?”

“Yeah, Ma. See you soon.”

“Wh—.. What is that?”

“Ohhh…”

“Why the fuck is it so big?”

“It said “Life Size” on the site? I was thinking like two feet tall.”

“You bought that?”

“Yeah.. I was thinkin’ you wouldn’t let me in. Would have to bribe you.”

“…That’s really cute.”

Annnnnd that’s all i can come up with i’ll probably do more later :P

[lurochar]

Before It All

Alastor’s affiliation with deer goes back much further than his death.

Part 2 + Part 3

Human Alastor Headcanons

‐-----------------------------------

No.

No way.

Were your eyes deceiving you?

“You summoned me?” You exclaimed with disbelief, staring at the adolescent boy with incredulity and he seemed just as surprised as you were. “You are just a–”

He interrupted you swiftly with a bitter voice. “If you call me a boy or a child, I’ll…” He clenched his hands, kicking at the dirt in a very childish manner before looking at you again. “I didn’t think it would work. I mean,” his voice lowered and he let out a scornful laugh, “demons? They aren’t real.” 

Your brow rose and you tilted your head. “You drew a summoning circle and somehow have access to the secrets of a ritual to summon a demon and you don’t think we are real?” You crossed your arms. “I know I probably am one of the least frightening demons you could have summoned, but still. What exactly were you trying to do here?”

The boy opened his mouth, but did not seem to have an answer. Instead, he took in your unique features and blinked when he seemed to realize just exactly what he was looking at. “Are…” He almost hesitated to ask when you sighed, clearly guessing what he was about to say. “Are those ears…?”

“Yes, these are deer ears, okay?! I’m a deer demon! I know, I know! Not very scary, is it!” You were flustered and the boy watched in fascination as your ears twitched and flattened against your head. “I’m still a demon though. And you’re just a human. Don’t make me remind you who is stronger here.”

“Can I touch your ears?” The boy asked, not even hearing what you had just said as you spluttered, almost backing up as the boy fearlessly moved closer towards you.

What the hell was wrong with him? Did he have a screw loose in his head?

‘This is happening. This is actually happening.’ You thought, standing stiffly as the boy stood in front of you, staring at you expectantly. He seemed rather tall for his age, there wasn’t too much of a height difference, that could not be an excuse to turn him down.

Well, if you really were going to let this human touch you…

“What’s your name?” You sighed, willing your ears back to their usual position and his eyes followed their path with clear interest. “Why did you summon a demon to begin with? How old are you to even be doing such things?”

“Alastor Hartfelt.” The boy, Alastor, shrugged. “I’m fifteen. Why I summoned you?” His eyes darkened so abruptly that you were taken back by the sheer hatred you could see within them. “I want you… to kill my father.”

Ah.

You should have known.

It was a typical request.

You reached out your hand, looking at Alastor for permission to touch him and though he hesitated for a moment, he nodded. You felt him unconsciously flinch when you grabbed his arm as gently as you could and slowly brought it up towards your head. “Please, just don’t pull or tug them too hard.” You placed his hand on your ears and they twitched at the touch of another other than yourself.

“They’re real.” Alastor blinked, as if surprised by that fact as he stroked your soft ears, causing you to sigh. It took a lot out of you not to bleat when Alastor kept on stroking your ears for quite some time before he had his fill and finally stepped back. “You’re actually a deer.”

“A deer demon. Yes, thank you for pointing that out for me.” You shook your head. “Are you aware of the consequences of this? If I kill your father, your soul is mine. It will be mine to do with whatever I please once you die and descend to Hell. Is that what you truly want?”

“I don't care, as long as that man dies. Just kill him! He hurts my Mama, he hurts me! He's a drunk waste of life!” Alastor trembled with rage at first, but then began to claw at his face when he felt his eyes sting with unwanted tears.

He absolutely froze when he felt your arms wrap around him in a warm embrace.

“Damn. I'm an awful representative of demons everywhere for even thinking this, but I don't want to condemn you to Hell. Just this once, I'll give you a pass. I'll make it look like your father died in some accident and you keep your soul, okay?” You pulled back to see Alastor’s wide eyes.

“Why?”

It was a simple ask.

Why indeed.

You weren't quite sure yourself. 

“Go home now. Take care of your mother. And most importantly, make it like you never met me. Forget about me.” You began to shoo him off, no longer paying him any attention as you began to plot the death of a human, made to look like an accident.

You didn't notice Alastor’s manic eyes staring at you until he could no longer see you through the foliage of the forest.

His fascination with deer festered.

~00~

“Oh my!”

Rosie placed her teacup down on its saucer, enthralled with the story. It wasn't often Alastor talked about his human life and even less so about his adolescence.

She was almost reluctant to ask, but she had to know!

“Have you found your sweet Doe here in Hell yet?” Rosie eyed Alastor’s expression closely, though, as expected, it did not change from its usual unreadable smile in the least.

“Hmm,” Alastor set down his empty coffee mug, “who can say?” His grin widened when Rosie pouted and he stood from his chair. “That's information I will not share even with you, dear Rosie.”

“I suppose that's fair.” Rosie also stood. “I'm grateful you trusted me enough with that precious story of yours! It must be dear to your heart.”

“What little there is left of it.” Alastor’s smile darkened for a second before bidding farewell to Rosie.

He had a rare day off from his hotelier duties tomorrow and he wasn't going to waste a second of it.

And while he wasn't one to believe in redemption–

–an entire day with his Doe sounded heavenly to him.

[mizading]

Upper Moon Yandere Headcanons 

Characters: Douma, Akaza, Aizetsu, Kokushibo.

Description: If I’m being honest, I suppose this is how some of the upper moons would express their love normally, but a lot of it is unhealthy. For that sake, I’ll classify this as yandere headcanons for the upper moons with a female reader.

Warnings: Verbal abuse, death, forced affection, unstable behavior, paranoia, etc. 

Douma..

Once Douma declares something his, it belongs to him until he says otherwise.

Douma’s love is sincere but expressed in a twisted way.

As a cult leader does, Douma provides a facade of a perfect life with him if you stick by his side.

The lack of love and nurturing from Doumas parents causes an insatiable desire for the foreign feelings within him.

Douma uses you to replace the love he never received as a child.

His affection begins in a controlled manner. Consisting of little things such as random hugs, quick kisses, or asking you to hold him for a little while.

Over time, Douma would get a bit possessive. You were lucky if you managed to go more than five minutes without Douma forcing you into hour-long cuddle sessions.

One of his favorite things to do is cling to your body and nuzzle his head into your chest.

The feeling of your body's warmth is the only thing that calms his nerves.

Denying Douma’s love is like stabbing him in the heart from his perspective.

"You don’t really love me, do you..? You're just like my parents."

Denying Douma only makes your situation worse.

In Douma’s world, if he forces enough of his affection on you, you’ll eventually love him.

There are periods when Douma is severely mentally unstable.

During these periods, Douma made it clear that you could not and would not leave his side.

You're extra careful when he’s unstable. Any wrong move, and Douma’s threatening to end everyone close to you.

It’s hard for Douma to understand human emotion. Due to his lack of feelings, he can’t possibly understand why you would want to ever leave his side after he’s provided you with a perfect life.

Regardless of how you feel, Douma needs you too much to ever let you go.

Over time, Douma may possibly turn you into a demon to trap you with him for eternity.

He can’t risk losing something that he may never find again. Your love. 

Akaza..

Akaza would kill for you in a heartbeat if it came to it.

The word love itself isn’t nearly enough to convey how much he loves you.

He would love to buy you little things, such as hair pins, just to see your face light up a bit.

Every time you leave, Akaza must be accompanying you.

Akaza always keeps at least one hand on you.

He wouldn’t mind if you didn’t have much physical strength; that’s what he’s there for.

Akaza would rather die than ever see you hurt.

He has a tendency to hurt anyone who causes you just the slightest bit of inconvenience.

Nobody should ever dare gaze upon you with any ill intent.

The other upper moons avoid interacting with you; they know how Akaza can get when it comes to you. 

You're sacred in Akaza’s eyes; he’s practically on his knees for you.

Akaza can become delusional about your love for him. If you don’t hold the same feelings for him, he’ll convince himself otherwise.

Akaza will literally spend hours kissing every inch of your body to prove himself to you.

With night comes Akaza’s paranoia.

There's much more danger for you once the sun sets.

He won’t leave your side for a single second.

In bed, you're always in Akaza’s arms; he’ll refuse to sleep any other way.

Once the sun rises once more, his nerves calm just a bit.

He simply can’t bear the thought of a life without you.

Akaza will pursue your love until the end of time. 

Aizetsu..

Aizetsu is pretty sensitive. Please don’t be too harsh on him.

He craves your affection constantly; it’s the one thing he needs to keep going.

Aizetsu can get aggressive when you refuse to show affection.

He won’t hurt you, but he might get verbally abusive.

Once he’s calmed down, he’ll cry at your feet, wrapping his arms around your waist begging for forgiveness.

He always regrets his behavior once he’s rational again.

Aizetsu sees the world as a depressing place, and you are the only light in his dull life.

One of his many nicknames for you is Sun. 

When Aizetsu gets deeply depressed, he tends to get distant.

He’s running back into your arms soon enough. 

His favorite thing to do is hug you from behind and follow you around.

Aizetsu is excessively clingy on a normal day.

If he is not all over you, something is wrong. 

He’ll ask you to hold him when his anxiety gets hard to bear; you're the only one who can get him to calm down.

He struggles immensely with his mental health.

You happen to be the one to handle Aizetsu when he’s at his lowest.

A lot of it is taken out on you, and he hates himself for it.

A few hours of being in your arms is usually enough for him to be able to function again.

Aizetsu will always do anything he can to make it up to you the next day, starting off with flowers in the morning.

If you don’t forgive him immediately, he’s on his knees once again choking on his own sobs. 

He can’t sleep without you next to him, helping him keep his depressive thoughts away.

At night, he’ll often rest his head in your lap and ask for you to play with his hair.

The feeling of your hands touching his scalp takes his mind off of the billions of things running through his head.

Aizetsu depends on you, don't fail him.

Kokushibo..

Kokushibo is always lurking in a corner, watching your every move.

He prefers to watch you in silence rather than interact with you.

Kokushibo is aware of his unhealthy attraction to you.

Small gifts, such as earrings or handwritten notes, would be left by Kokushibo on most mornings.

He manages to find something to give you each time he goes out.

Kokushibo secretly has a soft spot for you; you're the only one who knows this, of course.

Any affection coming from you stays on his mind for at least a day or two.

Don't upset him. Kokushibo is quick to completely disappear for a few days to teach you a lesson.

Leaving without Kokushibo by your side is forbidden. Once night falls, you can’t leave at all.

His rules may be harsh, but they're for your own good.

On nights that he’s feeling extra stressed, he may ask you to play with his hair.

There's not too much physical contact between you and Kokushibo, despite his hidden obsession.

He has to have a lot going on within himself to flat-out ask for your touch.

Kokushibo will die protecting you. He vowed to keep you protected, always.

You’ll be kept secret from everyone except Muzan. He won’t have you around the upper moons, especially Douma.

If you're feeling particularly stressed, Kokushibo will sit you down and tell you stories from all throughout his 480 years of living.

Kokushibo deeply appreciates your simple presence since he’s been alone for so long. Knowing that you're there is enough for him.

He spends hours watching you sleep at night; he doesn’t sleep much at all himself.

It brings him a sense of peace to watch your sleeping face, knowing that you're at ease.

Kokushibo can live in some type of peace knowing that you're safe and his.

[ovaryacted]

I have so many headcanons of Leon, like so fucking many. Maybe one day I’ll actually sit down and type a few of them out even though it’s hard to pinpoint them as concrete ideas.

But one of my favorites is the fact that he knows how to eat pussy. Like I’m sorry, you can say he doesn’t know how to fuck or he’s a little naive/clueless when it comes to the actual fucking portion, but pussy eating is his specialty. He has a pretty face, pretty lips, the type that just looks so inviting and welcoming. He loves it when his face becomes the next IKEA seating best seller. I just feel like he knows what he’s doing, even if he hasn’t had sex in so damn long, he knows what to do with his tongue and his fingers.

Leon is perceptive, he’s smart, and he knows how to read situations and what’s needed to be done so his partners have a good time. I can guarantee you, that man knows when it’s munch o’clock, and frankly I think that’s his actual skill in the bedroom. If I’m gonna be extra real, he prefers eating pussy over actual fucking anyway, he’s a selfless type of guy, doesn’t give two shits about his own pleasure. So long as he gets a taste until he gets lock jaw, that’s all that matters to him. Leon is a sensual lover too, likes intimacy, will hold your hand as his face is between your legs. He’s also the type to fall in love during one night stands, that’s why he’s better off alone cause lord knows he doesn’t need to be doing none of that crazy shit.

Pathetic munch is really Leon’s brand. He’ll prefer to have his nose deep in your cunt and grind his aching cock against the mattress all night long, making you cum on his face over and over again until it’s the last thing he can sense. Hell he’ll die by pussy before he dies for his country. That’s what you call real acts of service for munch nation.

[slaughter-kin]

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley headcanons 💀

part 2

heart banner by cafekitsune

authors note: sorry y’all for not posting anything in like 2 months!

there is one sexual hc below so minors DNI

• does not use body wash/soap that has strong scents

• so probably like the dove white soap bar

• has to shave his face pretty often because he hates the feeling of his facial hair rubbing against his balaclava

• would get a tattoo for you

• it wouldn’t be something like your name because he is worried that if something went wrong on a mission someone finding you but he may get like your first name initial tattooed on his chest where is heart is or something 🥹

• hates PDA

• but when it’s just you two alone he’s very touchy

• doesn’t have any type of social media at all not even ones under a fake name

• also feel like he would be the type to have a flip phone until you made him get a new one so you could facetime

• likes to watch you put your makeup on

• and will deny it if you mention him staring

• ‘nah love, i was jus’ looking at this piece of fuzz you got stuck in your hair’ mhm suuuree

• he is the definition of scary dog privileges

• let you be the big spoon once and secretly liked it

• I personally don’t hc to be like an extremely kinky person or anything like that just because with his line of work he sees enough violence

• why would he want to inflict that on the one person he cares for most ya know

• i think i mentioned that in my last hc post i’m too lazy to check but i’ll mention it again cause i will die on this hill

• tea and toast breakfast guy

• does not get jealous

• but tbh i don’t think many people would approach you with him around so even if they did he would just stare at them and that would probably be enough of a sign to leave you alone

• type of dad to take naps with the baby laying on his chest

• also this post about simons laugh by sunsetsimon!! all of it!! yes!!

• would deny his feelings for you internally until he couldn’t anymore

• also this man is a MUNCH woooah who said that 🤭

[rockstarhaechan]

i BEG of thee

taeyong hcs? smutty, fluffy

i do not care i just LOVE the way you write 🥹💚

smutty/fluffy taeyong headcanons

pairing: lee taeyong x fem!reader

warnings: smut (minors dni), cum eating, face riding, studio sex, fluff, taeyong being absolutely whipped, pet names, ass slapping, tit play, fingering, degrading

note: thank you so much love, i hope you like these <3

oh how taeyong loved you, he would steal the world for you to be happy.

the way you ride his face until you’re dripping cum and how he loves to kitty lick your pussy til you’re a moaning mess.

he loves holding doors open for you as he playfully slaps your ass whenever you pass through the door.

“doll do you think you could wear the red lingerie later on?” he winks at you while plopping a cherry in his mouth.

taeyong likes playing with your tits, holding both with his hands, twisting the nipples slightly with his thumb and index finger.

he knows how to use his fingers on you, hitting your g spot each time, fingers pumping in and out of your cunt.

“you like that you little slut don’t ya?” he grabbed a chunk of your hair pulling on it while fucking you from behind in the studio.

how he loves your moans, he could record them and listen to them all the time.

taking you out on dates, showing you off to everyone.

he treats you like a princess, completely worshipping you.

when he started to fall in love with you, he wasn’t sure at first how to react but as soon as he got more comfortable with the fact that he loves you the more he got clingy with you.

a lot of kisses and cuddles is what you get for him, sharing a blanket and sharing each others comfort food.

back hugs, oh how you love them but taeyong as well.

“you look gorgeous today doll” he kissed your cheek while his hand rested on your back.

he liked talking about marriage, liked seeing your eyes light up whenever you looked at dresses in the shopping mall.

taeyong takes you on vacation a lot, sometimes in korea but also abroad.

“i’ll love you till the day i die” he promised you, and definitely kept that promise, cause he will never love someone like he loves you.

[bamboobooshark]

YOUR WADE WILSON’S HEADCANONS WERE SO GOOODDDDDD PLS DO MORE WADE STUFF OMG <33

WADE WILSON X READER

⋆༺𓆩⚔︎ DELICIOUS : 872 WRDS

<RATING: PG-13, DESCRIPTION OF A MAKEOUT, BITING>

A/N : More Wade due to popular request! Which I didn’t expect at all because I thought I wrote him out of character BUT THE CROWD SAYS OTHERWISE (and I’m hugging the crowd so hard, thank you all deeply for the compliments)!!!! No additional warnings than the rating!

You groan in anguish while sitting on your couch. Wade said he’d “be home in a jiffy” thirty minutes ago when you called him. Maybe you should call him again. Yeah, you’ll call him again.

The phone rings once before he picks up. He grunts while fumbling to get his phone positioned between his shoulder and cheek. “Hey, pumpkin! Did something happen? Is everything okay? What’s up,” he asks with the most excited tone, sounding absolutely thrilled just to hear your voice. You let out a huff while shaking your head. “No, nothing’s wrong. I just miss you so badly. Please come home, Wade,” you whine, pouting even if Wade can’t see it himself. He laughs at your whining as he slips his phone into his hand. “I’ll be there soon. I pinky promise, okay,” he says with a sincere tone. You exhale deeply and hum in agreement. “Okay, but you better not be lying again. If you are, you’re sleeping on the couch,” you threaten. Wade audibly gasps. “The couch? Oh, you wouldn’t dare,” he challenges with a playful tone. “I so would,” you reply. “Good thing I’m not lying then,” he says before he hangs up on you. You’re about to grab the nearest pillow and scream into it before you hear Wade open the door.

You get up from the couch and run up to him happily. “Oh my god! I missed you, you idiot,” you chuckle as your arms wrap tightly around his waist. He pretends to start choking and gasping for air. “Holy shit, baby! If I could die it’d be from your sweet self crushing my bones so hard they puncture a lung,” he jokes. You ignore his words and hug him a little bit harder just for saying that. Once you pull back and look into his eyes, he points towards something with his gaze. You look where his eyes are guiding you, and he’s holding a tube of chapstick. Your grip around him loosens and you frown with nothing but love for him. “Oh come on. You didn’t have to go out for that long just to get me some new chapstick. I told you I could’ve gotten some myself,” you insist while looking at Wade. He does nothing but give you a goofy smile in response. “But I did, sugar. I really, really did,” he assures you before kissing your nose.

“Now, how about we — sorry, you try it? I meant you. I bought this for you,” he corrects with a straight face. You shake your head because you know exactly what he intends to do. You sigh softly and take the chapstick out of his hand, watching him eye you intently while you put it on. “Holy Mary, mother of Jesus, you are just stunning,” he mutters softly. “Wade! Stop that,” you exclaim before playfully hitting his arm. He rubs his bicep as if you made him experience the worst pain ever, frowning like an abandoned puppy from your actions. He mumbles a soft sorry while letting you finish applying the chapstick.

“Oh! That’s really nice. Where’d you get this,” you ask with wide eyes. Wade simply shrugs and smiles before grabbing you with one hand on your back and one under your thigh. “C’mere you,” he grunts. He butts his forehead against yours like a cling cat, humming happily. You are completely silent aside from the heavy breaths caused by Wade’s sudden actions. “What the hell was that for,” you ask through a nervous laugh. “I don’t need to explain for that was for. Now, let me try some of your chapstick. I bought it, so it’s fair game,” he teased before leaning forward to press his lips onto yours.

He sighs against your soft skin, brows knitting together tightly. Your hands go from his shoulders to the back of his head and you ever so slightly dig into his flesh. He pulls back, eyes wide and expectant. “I think I need to get another taste,” he mumbles almost mindlessly while attempting to keep up his usual attitude. “And I’d be glad to give it to you,” you manage to huff out before tightening your legs around his waist a bit more. Wade tries his best to be as close as possible to you while holding you in his arms. He fingers dig into your thighs and the hand on your back juts to press you closer against him. He bites at your bottom lip, panting heavily. You’re quick to let him in, your tongues pressing as he tastes you. You whine into his mouth and the bastard smiles against you. As much as you want to slap him for smiling right now, you don’t blame him for feeling so giddy.

He moves cautiously over to the couch, sitting you down on his lap carefully. He unlatches himself from your lips and looks up at you with his big, brown eyes that look so pitifully pretty in the moment. You’ve never seen him so star struck during your makeout sessions. “What’s up,” you ask with a slightly concerned look on your face. His lips form the smallest smile before he whispers to you, “Nothing. You’re just so damn delicious, baby.”

[signanothername]

What kind of music do you think the bad sanses listen to

Oooh

Killer absolutely listens to Rock and indie/ alternative rock, such as Sub Urban, Burn the ballroom, Pink Floyd, or (and i’ll die on this hill) Will Wood, or he listens to musicals such as the Epic Musical, Ride the Cyclone Musical and the Miracle Musical (he absolutely listens to Jojo’s bizarre adventure music too chchch)

Nightmare either listens to classical music like a basic bitch or listens to beautiful old jazz gems like “what a wonderful world” and “La vie en rose” by Louis Armstrong, “we’ll meet again” by Vera lynn, “Heartaches” by Al Bowlly, “put on your Sunday clothes” by Barbra Streisand, or “I’ll never smile again” by Tommy Drosey

I like to think Dust loves listening to those Alternative/indie nostalgic yet somewhat creepy quiet music such as “Repressed” by i don’t like mirrors, and “Goodnight dad I love you” by Wishing, and “you smell like dead flowers” by vslush_, either that or he listens to Korean songs such as “Villain” by Stella Jang, and “Drunk-Dazed” by ENHYPEN

Horror absolutely listens to Pop music!! But not any Pop groups/artists, cause he absolutely listens to masters like Abba and Michael Jackson, i can imagine him listening to songs like “Crucified” by Army of Lovers, “Lay your love on me” by Abba and “Virtual Insanity” by Jamiroquai

As for Error, he’s absolutely the type that just listens to his fave shows’ OSTs, but a headcanon i have that I’ll forever hold on to is the fact Error doesn’t listen to music at all <3333

[rotten-pomegranate]

Can you write headcanons of Chrollo taking one of the Kurta prisoner and keeping her as his pleasure pet cause he gets turned on by her eyes.

Chrollo keeping kurta reader as a sex slave

YES OMG THANK YOU I LOVE THIS WTF

this is very dark

Warnings: rape, abuse, threats, threats of torture, genocide, death(the Kurtas), degradation, reader is terrified of Chrollo and he uses that against her, bad spelling

/|\^._.^/|\ /|\^._.^/|\ /|\^._.^/|\ /|\^._.^/|\ /|\^._.^/|\ /|\^._.^/|\

He’s so cruel, he threatens you all the time, “come ride me or I’ll take those pretty eyes of your dearest”

He doesn’t give you the most basic human rights, oh you wanna use the bathroom, well then you better get on your knees and show him you deserve using the same bathroom as him

Your sleep schedule is nonexistent, he gets home at 4:00am horny, come look at these eyes that could very well be your friends and then show him pretty eyes of your own while you suck him off

He hits you all the time, he thinks the pretty purple spots go well with your crimson orbs, especially when they are filled with tears

If you ever get the courage to go against him he’s gonna call in Feitan to put you back in your place

He Constantly tells you all the gory details of his job just to see your pretty eyes well in tears

When he’s fucking you he holds your hair or throat to further remind you he has power over you, even when your on top your not in control and he makes sure you know that

If he’s feeling especially sadistic he’ll have you sleep on the floor next to his bed and will make a point to step on you when he gets out of his nice big cozy bed

But some days he just wants to spoil you, not let you be in control but give you pleasure, he will have to terrorize you a bit to see your eyes but other then that it’s good you like and constant orgasms

If you ever try escaping he will use his nen to make you think he took your eyes away even though he would never do that

He makes sure to keep a friend or family member of yours eyes on stand by just in case he needs to scare you into submission

Hes gonna beat the fuck out of you if you try to hurt your eyes, and when he’s done he’s gonna chain you to the wall and just use you like a fleshlight for days, you will get just enough water to survive because food is a privilege and you don’t have it, your also gonna have to piss on yourself if you wanna piss at all during this time

It’s a horrible way to live and it will be a horrible way to die because your never getting away from him

©rotten-pomegranate- All rights reserved, don’t steal, translate, copy, plagiarize, claim my work as your own or post it on other platforms.

[hp-hcs]

Hello there.

Since you're taking a request, then maybe some poły relationship with Theo and Mattheo. Preferably male lub gn reader

Thanks and have a good day

aaaaaa a non-monogamous relationship with my two favorite boyos??? abso-fuckin-lutely!!!

polyamorous theodore nott & mattheo riddle x gn!reader headcanons

(lovely pictures from @demieyesore)

since it wasn’t specified if the boyos were dating each other as well or not, i made it ✨up to reader interpretation✨

❕gender-neutral reader❕

TWs: violence (it’s theo & mattheo, what do you expect?), brief sexual harassment/attempted sexual assault (?)

requests open (please for the love of god)

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

general headcanons:

mattheo is little spoon and i will take no arguments

(he’s almost always in the middle <3)

if you call theo literally any pet name he will die on the spot

same if you call mattheo any variation of ‘pretty boy’ or ‘cutie’

(extra bonus points if you compliment something unrelated to his physical appearance, like how well he did on a test, or how perceptive he is. homeboy will have no idea how to respond. he’ll just be like 🧍‍♂️🥹👍🫶)

the poly thing actually only happened because there was a very aggressive love triangle thing going on and then they were like “wait this is dumb”

plus, it makes a bunch of the teachers uncomfy, + both of their fathers, so really it’s ideal

they r possessive as F U C K

they can share with each other, that’s it. no one else.

i dare anyone to try to bully or harass you

or actually, even just look at you

OR IF SOMEBODY TRIES TO ASK YOU OUT

someone call an ambulance for the poor fuck 💥🚑🚨🩹🪦💀

lil oneshot thing? idk man:

you go to one of enzo’s stupid parties without your boys

“i’ll be fine guys, promise”

y/n was, in fact, Not Fine™

someone tries to hit on you but just DOESNT TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER

let's say it’s cormac mclaggen cause mf is creepy asf

(i know everyone makes him like ‘the bad guy’ but yk what if you don’t like it go write ur own headcanons. they’d probably be better anyways)

anywhore, cormac is like, getting a lil too close for comfort

just kind of haranguing you the whole night

offering drinks, complimenting how you’re dressed, telling you that your boyfriends are “so lucky to have someone as sexy as you”

🤮🤮

you are OBVIOUSLY uncomfortable

but shit hits the fan when he grabs your waist/hip area and tries to kiss you

✨surprise!✨

your mancandy was here the whole time 😌

(not cause they don’t trust you, they just don’t trust anybody else)

💥👊😡🩸🩹🔪🗡️💣

cormac: 🥊🦷😵‍💫🩸🩹🩼☠️⚰️🪦

(lowkey hot to watch em defend you but yk)

((y/n for literally no reason: 👁️🫦👁️)

(((if you tell mattheo you think it’s hot, he’ll just go 🥺🫶💋😚🫂)))

misc:

expounding further on my earlier mattheo x reader headcanons, a scientific study i’ve conducted has found that mattheo riddle is, in fact, a himbo

from the new partridge dictionary of slang and unconventional english, a himbo is “a man objectified by his good looks and presumed lack of intellectual qualities, a man who trades on this image, a gigolo”

objectified by his good looks? have you met tumblr? ✅

lack of intellectual qualities? well, he thinks violence solves everything and thinks with his dick instead of his brain so i’m gonna say yeah ✅

but let’s keep it going, shall we?

a himbo is also defined as the “human version of a golden retriever—beautiful, incredibly well-intentioned, and dumb.”

…yep

beautiful ✅ well-intentioned (in his own mind) ✅ & dumb (lovingly) ✅

additionally: buff 💪 ✅ & respects his romantic partner(s) ✅

“but hp-hcs,” you bemoan. “what does that make theo?”

well, my dear delusionists, theodore nott is a hunk—not quite a himbo, but close

hopefully this venn diagram i made of some of the himbos & himbo-adjacents in the hp world will help illustrate this for you

[caotictimmy]

I ATE THE WHOLE DAISUKE DATING HC AND I MUST SAY ALL THE BRAINROT THAT HAS BEEN STEWING IN MY MIND!!!

I think he's such a golden retriever bf 😭 like both ways— sfw and nsfw. HES SO DOWN BAD FOR YOU, he loves you so much and fjdkkd if his partner also has physical contact as a primary love language, he would die for headpats. Like genuinely, give this guy headpats be when you two are cuddling or when you are both in an intimate moment. You could reward him with a little patpat on the head when Swansea is not looking, and he would lean in to your touch a little bit before reminding himself, he needs to learn!! he needs to make you proud

NOW NSFW-WISEE.....

Praise kink goes so hard on him is insane

He could be eating you out with sparkles in his eyes, almost like asking if he's doing a good job, and if you do express it, tell him he's such a good boy, how good you are feeling because of HIM, he's going to go harder on you out of pure happiness—hes doing a good job!! you're like this because of his work and that amazes him

i could write more but my mind is a mess and im so sleepy wnwnkd.

🐁 out!!!

🐁 anon I love your thinking please don’t spontaneously combust. BUT IM SO GLAD THE HIM LIKING HIS HAIR/HEAD TOUCHED IS CATCHING ON OMG….

Sfw headcanons/thoughts

- Now that I’m thinking of it. I should have known he’d like head pats. LIKE I ALREADY GOT THE GOLDEN RETRIEVER BF VIBE FROM HIM.

- But he definitely loves getting head pats or his hair ruffled! Specifically he really likes it after/is doing something good. Like normal head pats are fine but. Knowing your giving him them because he did something good?!?!

- You guys have definitely gotten called weirdos by Swansea, cause you patted Daisuke’s head. Swansea wont say anything cause this man is emotionally constipated 💔. But he’s glad Daisuke has someone who Daisuke can be his true weird self.

- If your hand is somewhere close to his head, and he wants head pats. Daisuke will head butt his head against your hand to show he wants you to either play with his hair, pat his head, scratch his scalp, etc ect.

- I think like the first time he head butt your hand for attention was when y’all were cuddling. You had your hand by his head. And you weren’t taking hid obvious hints! (Slightly nudging at you). So well he just thunked his head against your hand. Ever since then he keeps doing that when he wants you to play with his hair

NSFW - DO NOT READ IF YOUR A MINOR OR UNCOMFORTABLE WITH NSFW (mostly AFAB some Gn )

- Omg please pull his hair. PLEASE. He loves it so much. Like holy moly. If you pull his hair while he’s deep inside. HES COMING IMMEDIATELY! Like pull just right and omg. It’s like a switch in his brain. And that man is going HARDER AND FASTER. Like I hope to burnt curly Anya can lend you a wheel chair.

- Omg just imagine Daisuke pulling his hair back during sex. OMG MY GYATTTT. Guys I see the light and it’s Daisuke pulling his hair back.

-(AFAB) I just thought of something. GYAHH IMAGINE SEEING DAISUKE TIES HIS HAIR BACK TO EAT YOU OUT(might need to make this into a FIC).I’m Actually foaming at the mouth. Guys wait let me cook.

“wait!”. Daisuke said. Before rolling a hair tie he had on his wrist for working on machines. Biting it as he collects his hair. Tying it up in a ponytail. Before pushing his sleeves up. Daisuke Looks back at You with a smile. “Now I’m ready” he say cheekily.

- Guys someone please draw Daisuke with a sexy man ponytail please I’ll be in debt with you. PLEASE HE’LL LOOK SO HOT JUST TRUST MY VISON!!!!

-(AFAB) Omg and grip his hair while he’s eating you out. Like omg if you’re pulling at his hair moaning. He’s gonna feel so good about himself knowing he’s pleasing you. Also if you ever shoved his face in your cunt while he’s eating you out. You gave yourself a death wish. CAUSE THIS MAN WILL NOT STOP UNTIL YOU HAVE TO PULL HIS HEAD AWAY.

You couldn’t take it anymore. It’s like he couldn’t stop. The pleasure was getting to much. You gripped his hair. Feeling him moan in you. You pull his head back, letting out that breath you didn’t know you were holding in. You could hear him catching his breath before hearing him let out a sad noise. You looked down seeing Daisuke giving you these sad puppy dog eyes. “Did I do something wrong.” He asked, genuinely concerned.

“No no! Just needed-“. You huffed, “need..need a moment.” You said dazed. He paused for a moment. The glimmer in his eyes back with a vengeance. He starts to grin. “Did I..” He started. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, cleaning your slick off around his mouth. “Did I do good?” He asked. Daisuke happily looking up at you waiting for your response. His grin got wider as he felt your hand rub against his head.

Authors note: GYAHH I LOVED THIS REQUEST SMMMM. Like, reblogd, and especially comments are appreciated! This was so fun writing thud.

[ijwrsmff]

Strawhats x Ex Admiral Reader (Part 3)

What happens when injuries inevitably happen near the one you love? That's what this is about, reacting to an injury, but I don't describe anything in overly gorey details, but I'm still adding the warning just in case! I got a request to continue these headcanons/short stories from a good few of you, both on here and archive so I hope you enjoy :D

Getting back into the swing of things, posting regularly again, and all that~ I may not be able to post EVERY day, but I'm hoping at least 2-3 a week. If I have the time, I'll push out more but for now I'm aiming for that 2-3 ^^

Have a great day/night everyone <3

Word Count: 3,518

Luffy:

Being together had made you both happier than either thought possible

Luffy didn’t really do dates, but he made you feel special, as if every time you saw each other was a date

Singing along to Brook’s songs, sneaking into the kitchen together, playing tag even if no one else was playing

It was perfect

Though there were times you had to fight, as expected

This island seemed to be particularly swarmed with marines

Some of which you knew…they spotted you instantly and glared

That was how the fight started

They must have had hundreds stationed on this island, because no matter how many you knocked down there always seemed to be more

Luffy was close to your side, fighting with a smile on his face

He looked to you occasionally, and that was the problem

He was rushed, when he was looking right at you

You panicked, and pulled him closer to get him out of range of the attack

But it ended up slashing your arm that was around Luffy, causing blood to flood to the ground

It wasn’t a serious wound, but when Luffy realized what happened the smile disappeared from his face

He spun around and sent a flurry of punches towards the group

Within minutes the fight was over, quicker than it began

He rushed you back to the ship to see Chopper, and you tried to assure him it was no big deal

It was wrapped quickly, without even needed stitches

He stood in the room the whole time, with a complex expression

Once Chopper had left the room and you went to get back up only to be pushed back down to the bed by Luffy

“Don’t. Don’t EVER do that again.” He said, holding your hands while being careful of the scrape

“Luffy…it’s okay. It’s not that serious, I’ll be fine. I’ve had worse.” You tried to laugh it off but you were silenced when Luffy didn’t laugh, or smile even

“That’s not the point! If someone is gonna kill me, I want you to live. You better not die before me, or I’ll bring you back! Somehow…” He used his deep thinking face, and it always looked so cute to you

Realizing he was just worried about you, you reached up to cup his face and leaned forward to give him a kiss

“It’s okay Luffy…I’m okay, and I’m not leaving your side. Not now, and not ever.” 

He pouted and said a quick “You better not!” But it made you giggle, so you both started to laugh from that

You knew you couldn’t make that promise, because you felt the same way he did

Zoro:

Fighting was practically second nature to the both of you, and you felt as if you’d both grown stronger from the sparring you did daily

You had gone to the town and Zoro PROMISED he knew where he was going

He did not, and you knew it from the start but you weren’t going to ruin his moment

Somehow you ended up near a marine base, and he looked at it confused beyond belief

“Well this isn’t the restaurant…”

It made you giggle, that only got louder when he glared at you

“It’s okay, we can always head back. I remember how we got here.” You turned, but he pulled you close harshly as a bullet nearly grazed you

“They know we’re here.” Is all he said, pulling you behind him as he took out one of his swords

You grabbed your weapon, and prepared for battle, but he looked back to you with that sadistic smile he got when he was about to fight

“They almost hurt you. You’re not going to fight a single person, got it?” His look was serious momentarily, and you just knew he was about to show off

He lunged forward towards where the bullet came from, and fought enemy after enemy while never once letting them get within several meters of you

You sighed, and put your weapon away

That was your mistake

Someone came up behind you, and you sensed them too late as they swung at you, leaving a large gash along your back

You knew better than to let out a noise, never wanting to let your enemies know they’d gotten the better of you

You took care of the marine quickly, and looked around to find Zoro, who’d already beaten every other marine there was

You were hunched over a bit, and breathing heavily

As he approached, he rushed forward to catch you as you fell

When you woke up, you were back on the Sunny with Zoro hovering over you

He looked far beyond pissed, and it caused you to sit in silence as you both stared at each other

He broke the silence first, “I SAID LET ME TAKE CARE OF IT!” He sounded angry, but you knew not at you, it didn’t stop you from yelling back

“HOW WERE YOU GOING TO DO THAT? HE CAME UP BEHIND ME! YOU WERE SO FAR AHEAD OF ME, YOU WOULDN’T HAVE BEEN ABLE T-”

He lunged forward and pulled you into a kiss that dissolved both of your arguments

You both pulled back for air and he was still glaring, but it was much softer than before

“I won’t let you get hurt again. I swear.” 

It made you smile, just a bit as you gave him the affirmation of “I know you won’t.” 

He was to be the world’s greatest swordsman after all, and you knew if he couldn’t protect you the rest of your lives…he’d die trying

Nami:

You and Nami were both beyond pissed, having been stopped by marines as you shopped on the latest island

It was supposed to be just you two, a date night, and these guys were completely ruining it

You smiled, and talked with them casually, brushing off their all too familiar concerns of “have I seen you somewhere?” But one of them realized…

Within moments there was a fight that had erupted, and you both drew your weapons

It had started so suddenly, you hadn’t even had your weapon drawn when a shot rang out, piercing your shoulder as the blood began to flow

Despite that, Nami was your main priority…just like you were hers

She widened her eyes in fear, seeing your injury as she fought beside you until the marines had been taken care of

She let out a string of curses, and you shrunk in on yourself as she continued to look over at you with a glare as she dragged you to the ship

It was quiet, with you being too scared to look at Nami from how vicious her glare was

She was probably worried you were being reckless…that the injury could have been avoided

Chopper left the infirmary not long after, and it was just you two

You eventually glanced up to see Nami’s expression, and she was…crying?

“Na-” You went to say her name, only for the words to stop as she kissed you

You could feel her tears running down her cheeks against yours, and you pulled back

“Don’t. Don’t ever do that to me again. I don’t care what I have to do, even if I have to train more, I don’t want you ever hurt like this again, okay?” She spoke, the words seemingly full of venom at the start, just to become a fragile whisper by the end

She was worried about you, and you gave her a reassuring smile as you held her hand

“Don’t worry, I won’t let it happen again. I’m sorry I scared you…” But you spoke with a smile, the same one she fell in love with in the first place

And you both shared a quiet and affectionate moment after all of the adrenaline had subsided

Usopp:

Usopp was working in overtime, the two of you were surrounded by marines, and he didn’t feel like there was a good way out  of this

You were fighting close range, and he was trying to fend off the ones around you

It was difficult to time his shots, when you were moving quickly within the swarm of marines, but he knew…he knew

He knew that ever since you got injured to protect him the first time, he’d never let it happen again

As a marine was about to strike, he leapt forward and blocked the marine’s sword with his slingshot, effectively snapping it in half and slicing into his hand

You hadn’t registered what had happened, but when you saw the blood, you grabbed him and rushed to the ship

“U-Usopp! What the hell? Are you okay?” You were panicked, and he looked just as shocked as you felt

He let out a happy laugh, “You’re okay…that’s what matters.” He gave you a thumbs up, but felt his injured hand, “Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!” He mumbled, before clearing his throat as if he wasn’t being a huge baby in this moment

It made your eyes soften, and you held his injured hand carefully, “Thank you…I’d say don’t do that again, but I’d do it for you too…so let’s just work to protect each other as much as we can!” 

He tried clearing his throat once more, a red covering his cheeks, “Y-Yeah. We’ll protect each other. But…” Despite his blush, he teased with a hint of mischievousness, “I’ll protect you way more than you can protect me.” 

It made you both laugh, and you leaned close to him with a confident smile that made his blush spread across his cheeks and ears, “You’re on.” Was all you had said, and he gulped, knowing there wasn’t any way to beat you in this little contest…

But he’d certainly try

Sanji:

It was supposed to be a routine sweep, you and Sanji grabbing the ingredients from the island you’d need for the next few days’ food…but nothing ever really went according to plan, did it?

You and Sanji had sensed something in the air, giving a small look to each other as the tension became crystal clear

The footsteps approached you both, and when you turned with a smile, it dropped quickly

It was one of the men you’d commanded when you were an admiral…and he looked less than pleased to see you

You had frozen, and he pulled out of gun, only for Sanji to leap at him

The gun went off, but far from its intended location of your head

Instead, it hit your side, causing bursts of blood to pool from your stomach

You and Sanji had both dropped your groceries and Sanji kicked the man hard enough to fling him across the street, making a dent in the brick wall of the building

He rushed back over to you, and picked you up effortlessly to run you back to the ship

He was a mess by the time you had passed out, and was still a mess when you awoke

He was still crying, and hadn’t realized you were awake until you’d reached out to run your fingers through his hair

He leaned forward, hugging you softly “I’m sorry…I’m sorry…” He muttered, and leaned into your touch as you pulled him closer

“It’s okay, I promise. It could have been a lot worse. I’m here with you, right?” You smiled, though still weak as your eyes could barely stay open

He nodded, and said “Get as much sleep as you need. I’m not leaving your side.” 

“Sanji…who’s cooking?” You said, confused on how he could leave his kitchen unattended

“...I’ll leave your side briefly to make sure Luffy hasn’t eaten everything.” He groaned, but settled more into your hug, “You know what? Let him eat it all. This is more important.” 

It made your heart swell with adoration, and at the conviction in his voice, you couldn’t tell him to do otherwise

You wouldn’t have it any other way, really

Chopper:

Chopper was always the one to take care of injuries, but it made him feel vulnerable having been the one who caused it

It made him question everything, if he was really fit to be on this crew, when he watched you take a hit for him in the battle

His eyes widened, and tears welled, and he snapped to reality when he attacked the people who hurt you

You were there, laying on the ground and looking at Chopper in shock

He was attacking fiercely, and you were the one to stop him

“Hey…Chopper, buddy…” You said, trying not to startle him

He didn’t respond, so you continued, “Chopper, it’s okay, it’s okay, I promise I’m okay…” Though he didn’t stop

You finally took a hand and placed it on his shoulder

“B-But…but you g-got hurt.” He was crying, and you didn’t even realize it

He leapt into your arms, and hugged tightly, though being careful of your wounded leg

“I’m sorry! It’s my fault, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He cried into your shoulder, and you shushed him, rubbing his back slowly

“It’s not your fault, I’ve gotten injured before, you know! It’s not that bad.” You tried to pull him back slightly but he refused to allow it, holding you as closely as he could

“But…you’re my best friend.” He sniffled, and pressed his face against your shoulder, “I was scared you’d be mad at me for letting you get hurt, and wouldn’t wanna be my best friend anymore.” 

You smiled, this time making sure you could pull him back to look at his face, “That’s never gonna happen. You’re my best friend for life, you’re stuck with me, bud.” You smiled, and rubbed his head in the way that you knew best comforted him

“Promise?” He asked, looking anxious to hear the answer

“I promise, you could never do anything to make me hate you, or not be your best friend anymore.” 

He finally smiled, and gasped as he realized “WE GOTTA GO BACK TO THE SHIP YOU’RE HURT! YOU NEED A DOCTOR!”

You laughed, and waited for him to realize

“...I’M THE DOCTOR!” 

Robin:

Things were going…poorly to say the least

You were completely surrounded, and Robin’s calm expression was grim, fearing that neither would have a chance to get out of this unharmed

You both fought hard, but accidents were bound to happen

Not only you, but she was injured

You had both taken hits for the other, and while it minimize the damage physically, you were both far too worried about each other to consider it a win

You walked back to the ship, looking defeated but concerned for the other

It was silent, neither bothering with smalltalk right now

Robin took your hand, and you both held onto each other as you walked to her room

“Are you okay?” You said simultaneously

It would have made you both laugh, but it was far more important to make sure each other was okay

Though giving a small smile, Robin started to check on your injuries, “Wait! Your injuries are worse, let me-” You went to walk towards her but she pushed you back down onto the couch

“I’ll be fine, I’m more worried about you.” She continued to inspect you, noting which injuries looked worse than the others

“But-” 

“No. I’m making sure you’re fine, first. I know that I’m fine, so let me make sure you are too.” She smiled at you softly, and spoke in the commanding kind of way that had you listen to pretty much anything she said

“Okay…” You said, and you both knew you’d folded

After a while of checking your injuries, she kissed a couple of them

You looked at her shocked, but she continued, making you give her a wide smile

“You’re really cheesy.” You said, but you loved every second of it…she knew that, too

She didn’t respond, and eventually sat next to you, so you could give her the same treatment

You’d both make sure you stayed safe, and always look out for each other

She may fight like a demon, but she was the kindest person you knew, and had her by your side through all of it

You could only hope she knew you’re the same way for her

Franky:

While he promised to never let anything hurt you, it was clear that you had the same intention

The fight reflected that, and you assessed the situation…knowing it was one of you get hurt or the other

And you weren’t about to let it be him

It wasn’t a severe injury, but he looked panicked

From then on in the fight, he couldn’t stop looking at you, hoping you were okay

You had to keep redirecting his attention to his opponents, fighting some of your own

When it hardly worked, you had to try a different tactic

“Franky! If you lose this fight I won’t kiss you for a week!” You screamed, knowing you’d kiss him anyways

Though…that certainly did the trick, and he brought his attention back to the fight as he used as much of his attention and power as he could, safely

The fight was over before you knew it, and you laughed as Franky rushed over to you and picked you up

“You were kidding…right? You wouldn’t NOT kiss me…right?” He swayed between confidence and sheepishness, and it only made you smile and look away 

“Who knows, better not get injured in any fights from now on or you’ll just have to see.” You had the hardest time keeping your laughter, especially when he gasped

“You wouldn’t dare!” He sounded completely unsure of his statement, and walked back to the ship as quick as he could

“I would if it meant you didn’t get injured again.” You laughed, and gave him a playful smile so he’d finally know you were entirely joking

He scoffed, “Don’t tease me like that! Or I’ll have to tease you even more than I already do!” He grinned, and set you down on one of the benches on the deck of the ship “You really really don’t wanna see how much I’ll tease you for this!” 

You stuck your tongue out at him, crossing your arms as you challenged him, “Maybe I do, maybe I don’t. But if you tease more, I’ll really have to up my game and tease you more, too. Do YOU wanna see for yourself?”

He looks away, grumbling, and you both knew you’d won this “argument”

Though playful bantering kept things interesting, and neither of you would trade it for the world

Brook:

The battle started so suddenly, neither of you had anticipated just how quickly it escalated

You were panting heavily, struggling to keep Brook from getting injured while staying somewhat safe, yourself

He called out your name, and you turned too late

A harsh blow had been landed to your back and shoulder, and you passed out within moments

You had no idea how long you’d been unconscious, but the first thing you noticed was the music playing across the room from you

Your eyes fluttered open, and you looked around, seeing only Brook in the infirmary with you

“Hey…” You said, softly, causing him to halt his song ad rush over to you

He would have cried if he could have, and held your hand as softly as he was capable of with how relieved he was you had woken up

He hadn’t even spoken, when Luffy rushed into the room, “You’re up! He’s been playing the whole time you were asleep, you-” And he was halted as a hand wrapped around his mouth from his shoulder, and another pair of arms pulled him from the room

“Ah…yeah…it’s been a little while. I missed you, I was worried you wouldn’t wake back up.” He spoke softly, and ran his thumb across your hand as he held it

“How…how long?” You said, almost scared to know the answer

“...four hours.” You could have heard a pin drop across the ocean, and you were so shocked you laughed a bit

“Brook! I was so worried you were gonna say years or something!” You tried to stop laughing, but still dissolved into giggles before calming down

“Don’t worry, I don’t plan on leaving you anytime soon. You’re stuck with me, you know.” You said, and pulled him down so you could give him a small and reassuring kiss

“Oh! I started writing a song for when you woke up!” He said, and laughed as if to cover up how flustered he was over the situation

“...in four hours? You never cease to amaze me.” You smiled, and it made him give his signature laugh as he took a step back to play the song

He played…maybe three notes

“Is…uh…is that it? It’s beautiful!” You said, and his shoulders slooped

“I was so worried I could barely write…I never said it was done.” 

You grabbed his arm and pulled him closer again, “It’s beautiful, and I can’t wait to hear it whenever you finish it. I love you, my silly musician.” 

[oodliedoodlies]

Do you have any headcanons for troll eggs and trollings?

For egg development, I use an interpretation that’s somewhat similar to Sunberie’s Egg Timeline

As for types of Pop Troll egg conception Headcanons…

Common Conception

Love

I believe Love alone can cause an egg to pop up. Generally it’s reciprocated love that does the trick.

Physical Intimacy

This can cause eggs as well, although it is NOT required. Though physical intimacy may have a high chance of giving a troll a Womb Baby, rather than a Hair Egg baby

(Womb pregnancies are pretty rare, and usually manifest in trolls who are unable to have Hair Eggs.)

Uncommon Conception

Lost Love/Heartbreak Eggs

In the event of a Troll’s partner passing, the living party can still conceive an egg from their love for that person. This reflex can get a little funky, and sometimes it happens after bad breakups as well. Which is super awkward, but Breakup Eggs are extremely rare to begin with.

Death Bloom Eggs

When a parent with an egg in the attached phase, goes through an extreme trauma in which they assume they will die, (aka being picked up by a Bergen,) the egg will detach from their head in an evolutionary attempt to continue the bloodline. Even if the egg is not yet ready to hatch.

This results in some premature hatchings and sometimes, devastatingly, some eggs never hatch.

Death bloom eggs are not so common anymore, now that the pop trolls have had some distance from the horrors of living in the troll tree.

What is still a little more seen among pop trolls is

Second Wing Eggs

In the event that a troll goes through an extreme trauma and *lives* by some miraculous circumstance, their body may asexually produce an egg. This reflex is closely related to the Death Bloom Reflex, as they are both unconscious evolutionary reflexes meant to sustain the Pop troll population.

The trolling born from these eggs often display special characteristics that are specifically meant to withstand whatever trauma cause their conception. It can be seen as rapid evolution and adaptation.

This is what gave most pop trolls the gene to be able to move their hair and use it as camouflage. (Although assimilation with nature trolls helped quite a bit in that regard as well.)

Depending on the type of trauma that caused the egg, these characteristics can also be more of a hindrance than an advantage. Or in some cases, trauma of its own.

And as for general trolling Headcanons, I’ll have to think about it and compile my thoughts.