#oh my goodness this is so long

[sir-lunar]

Hello! I love your art, and in general your presence in the fandom! I've seen your art for a while but I'm mostly a lurker tbh.

If you can and want to of course, could you tell us some of your headcanons for villainous characters and some drawings on your them?

Have a good day!

1. I’m sad to say I had to sit here for awhile desperately trying to scrounge around for any memories of me possibly having any Villainous headcanons-

The thing is, I never really have/develop any headcanons when I’m into a fandom??? But uh, here are some possible ones I suppose:

Flug makes Black Hat’s coffee every now and then. He knows how he likes his coffee by heart now (probably after lots of practice).

Actually, chances are it wouldn’t even be coffee because knowing Black Hat it’s probably acid or something… hold on, that would be kinda nice. The idea of Flug making a specific acid for Black Hat’s drink :)

(Also, yes I’ve seen the official Villainous Comic similar to this idea, but I imagine Flug would most likely change the acid to Black Hat’s taste. Probably make it “less sweet” haha)

Maybe, deep down, I mean REALLY deep down, Black Hat does (or could learn to) care about the crew. And, perhaps, if it really came down to it, the crew are the only ones who really care about Black Hat. They’re a family, albeit not a healthy one, but one nonetheless. Call me an optimist-

Flug and Demencia view each other as siblings. To me, they very much treat each other like siblings, and I love that they have that dynamic 🥲💕

I know most of these probably/definitely aren’t canon but hey, it can be nice to think about ¯_(ツ)_/¯

Also that they’re not very interesting sorry

2. I’m guessing you mean if I have any drawings of my headcanons? I haven’t drawn any before since I never really think of headcanons…But honestly, I really liked the idea of Flug making acid for Black Hat, which I literally just made up while writing the reply to this ask so I made a little drawing for it:

Also thank you so much!! I’m extremely flattered 💕 I feel incredibly grateful to be able to contribute to the Villainous fandom! I remember seeing amazing fanart from skillful artists on Tumblr that just made me fall more in love when this show years ago. Of course, there’s still amazing Villainous artists today, but it does make me feel nostalgic thinking about it :,)

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[hilacopter]

tbh ryoko kui cooked with this one why is this the funniest image I have ever seen

[eazy-peazy54]

HERE IT IS: THE FINAL FULL SELF-iSH COSPLAY!

[skybulb]

i know what it means, how it feels to be atypical

[hinamie]

i don't normally participate in these redraw challenges but it's megumi so i'll make an exception

[kensatou]

you think YOU had a bad day at work?

bonus: sid shrieking "no!!!! NO!!!!!" loud enough to be heard in the stands and on camera

[seiwas]

cw: pro-hero bakugo, reader has boobs, kind of explicit/nsfw? idk i describe boobs, reader is smaller and shorter than bakugo, unedited sawry

bakugo's muscle tee looks as ill-fitting as it'll ever be draped over you.

there are reasons for this, perfectly founded and logical reasons for why that is—the main one being that, it's, well, his; two, maybe even three sizes larger than what it should be to fit you properly.

but, he can't stop staring, and there are reasons for that too—the main one being that, it's his, and yet, the only way he can ever imagine it now is when it's being worn by you.

your hips sway to the song you've been humming for the past five minutes. it's the same one, the chorus on a perpetual loop. he's sure it's the only part you know; you do this often enough that it's the only part he knows now, too.

the hem of his tee hits right at the top of your thighs, concealing just enough to tease, but he’s confident that if you reach up even the slightest bit for the cupboard overhead, there'll be nothing to hide.

he feels a little bit like a creep like this, watching as he stands in the middle of your shared living room, but it's impossible too look away—you've got to be doing this on purpose, right?

heat flares inside of him when you turn your body ever so slightly, the armhole of his muscle tee large enough to give him the clearest view of skin—

he gulps.

it's smooth, sloping just right; the side view of your under boob curves into its perfect shape and he can imagine it, feel—

(is this considered perving if he's been with you for years?)

the pan in front of you sizzles as you plop in god knows what. you pour in something from the side and wait, one hand propped on the hip you pop out. then, you pick up the pan, attempting to flip what's inside (probably a pancake, now that he thinks about it).

it’s hard to focus on what you’re cooking though, especially when all he sees is plump flesh jiggling, bouncing as you further agitate the pan.

he just got the pants of this suit readjusted, and now they're fucking tight.

bakugo normally runs hot; it’s kind of part of his dna. but this warmth is different, flushing him from head to toe. it creeps up the side of his neck, painting the tips of his ears a blooming red.

you turn around then, plopping the pancake on the plate atop the counter behind you.

"oh! you're done," you greet him with a smile. so. fucking. casually.

as if your tits aren't fucking peaking against the gray fabric of his tee.

as if you think he buys the fake innocence poorly concealing that sly, conniving look in your pretty eyes.

as if you aren't standing in front of him in his muscle tee, wearing nothing underneath it like you didn’t do this on purpose. like you don’t know what it fucking does to him.

his eyes squint suspiciously, deep vermillion staring straight into yours.

you tilt your head, the tips of your lashes kissing the top of your cheekbones as you blink. you reach for a bottle of honey.

“everything okay?” you ask, voice syrupy, sickeningly sweet.

your movements play in front of him languidly, the corner of your lips curling up slightly as you smirk. honey catches on your finger as you pop open the bottle cap.

he’s supposed to be out the door in five minutes if he wants to make it in time for a meeting at the agency. technically, he should already be there if he wants to keep up his track record of consistently being fifteen minutes too early.

but you start to approach him, rounding the kitchen island. there’s a narrow space between him and the slab of marble, but you slide into it like it was made for you.

he’s certain it was, from the way the tip of your nose brushes against his as you tiptoe. your tits are right fucking there, brushing against the skintight material of his suit.

there’s too much fucking fabric if you ask him, between cotton and spandex.

your grin widens, and he feels hot, the heat from his cheeks radiating.

then you whisper, still saccharine, “breakfast is ready,” before kissing him on the lips lightly. a short peck, soft in the way that promises more before you slip away, giggling in your retreat.

he huffs, watching you leave. his feet shift as he thinks.

five minutes, huh?

like hell he’s going to eat these damn pancakes for breakfast today.

[heartorbit]

find another role, carry on the show

[buttercupshands]

can you even call it a warm up if I'm going to bed without drawing anything big

and a sketch I made while sitting in the park today

[dimpleskinard]

Tommy Kinard | 9-1-1 season 7

[everwalldigan]

Random reporter: Mr Wayne, do you think men can get pregnant?

Bruce: uh, I am.

Reporter: *laughs* you are?

Bruce, offended: how about a congratulations instead of laughing at me?

Reporter, starting to get flustered: oh, um congratulations, I’m sorry… so how far along are you?

Bruce: two weeks.

Reporter: oh, uh… how did you know you were pregnant after two weeks?

Bruce: my stomach was growling more than usual, plus me and him had sex so that’s probably where it came from…*points towards Clark across the room*

Reporter: did you take a pregnancy test?

Bruce: uh, no?

Reporter: then how do you know for sure?

Bruce, smiling condescendingly: because I have a kid, I know how it feels like and it was like this. Where did you think Dick came from?

Reporter: But you took him in after his—

Bruce, putting his hand on the reporters shoulder, concerned: There are pictures everywhere of the day of his birth. Are you feeling well? You look a little pale, maybe you should take an early night…

[weirdglassthing]

LOA Shiptober Day 4: How They Met

October content month was ambitious..

This one took me. Shockingly long. Whoops! I’ll probably end up jumping around the prompt list and it might extend into November 😋

I’ll try to do day 31 on the actual date of Halloween though 🫡

[godmerlin]

Merlin 1x10 The Moment of Truth

[chickenchirps27]

hello denizens of tumblr i come with humble offerings

they wish to romance you

[mrghostrat]

Though he’d promised Aziraphale his attention, his head was turned towards a screen on his right, and the angle of his camera suggested the phone was tucked at the base of his keyboard and monitor. Aziraphale was actually grateful for it; Crowley’s momentary distractedness gave him the time to recover from the sight of him dressed up so professionally. “I, er— yes. I need your help though.” Crowley turned to him suddenly, leaning in close and grinning like a shared secret. Big Name Feelings • 3. Speeding Up

i am so at peace. 5 hrs totally zenned out on these colours. i'm gonna see his face in my dreams 🥰