#one of my favourite headcanons

[mishiami]

chuuya (adhd sensory issues) wearing only light and baggy clothes vs dazai (autism sensory issues) layering as much as he can as often as he can

[cyncrovee]

It's midnight and I'm listening to midwest emo while writing an amphibia fic :3

[aditublog]

Something wasn’t right. Mercurial had been to the Darkmoon Faire before, but it had never been like today.

They noticed, while approaching the fair, that it was louder than usual. Brightly coloured flags swayed in the wind, and not the usual Darkmoon flags. These were in the colours of the rainbow and Mercurial wondered what it meant. They had never seen such flags before.

Maybe the Darkmoon Faire had changed its colouring?

But other flags had been raised as well, none of which Mercurial knew.

They approached slowly, not sure what to make of this. It could be a special event, the fair sometimes held special events, but they were rare and it was usually only held in a small part of the fair. Never did the whole event change so completely.

Masses of creatures filled the space of the fair, which was normal except for the fact that it was so much more than usual. And that many of the creatures wore colours according to the flags.

It wasn’t merely the Darkmoon personnel, they were clothed in their usual outfits, therefore distinguishable from the visitors, but every single one had a cap or ribbons or something. Colourful hats and ribbons. But everyone else as well, even the undead and the dwarfs, some having the flags painted onto their cheeks.

Since the personnel was working during the fair to help the guests and to answer question, Mercurial approached one of them, one who was at the edge of the space. “Excuse me, is there a special event today?”

The creature nodded. “Why yes, it is pride month and the Darkmoon Faire decided to show its support by dedicating the fair to pride. We hold additional games, with pride themed prizes and we sell all kinds of accessories for pride. If there is something missing, a specific flag or anything, please let us know so we can remedy that nuisance.”

Mercurial blinked, then looked around. They were not completely sure what ‘pride’ meant. It had to be something normal, something everyone else was familiar with. Since Mercurial rarely interacted with other creatures, it was no wonder they didn’t know. It wasn’t the first event they learned about much later than everyone else.

They could learn about this event today.

Mercurial wasn’t shy and entered the Darkmoon Faire. It was fascinating. The event was never dull or boring, but today it was the loudest and the most colourful Mercurial had ever experienced.

On the first stall that sold small pins with the flags that were hanging all over the fair, Mercurial stopped. And asked about it.

“Your first pride fair?” The seller, a huge tauren who had his fur braided into small braids all over, ribbons and bells braided into it so he jingled with every movement he made, smiled fondly at them. “Well, I’ll explain from the start. If you want me to skip something, just tell me.”

Then he began. He talked about sexualities and Mercurial was astounded how many different sexualities existed. Since they had been reborn as a spectre with no memory of their former life, they hadn’t felt any form of sexual desire, couldn’t remember ever having felt sexual desire, and therefore they hadn’t put any thought into it.

Next were the different kinds of gender, which was even more fascinating. Because as a spectre, Mercurial didn’t have a gender. And because they couldn’t remember their life from before, they didn’t know what gender they had been. In that regard, they were different even among the spectres and it was one reason why they chose to stay apart. But here they found there had to be more creatures like them because there was a flag that stood for creatures without a gender. Creatures who preferred not to have a gender. Creatures who didn’t mind not having a gender.

Mercurial stared at the pin and tentatively reached out, not listening to the seller anymore. “There are others like me?”

“I suppose you don’t mean other spectres but others with the same gender as you. Or better, with the same definition of gender as you. Yes, there are.” The seller took the pin Mercurial was pointing at and held it out for them. “Here, take it. Since it is obviously your very first pin and your very first contact with pride, it’s a gift. From me, because I like the idea that I am your first.” The tauren winked.

It felt as if the world had shifted and suddenly it was in the right place. It had been wrong before, there had been a form of disconnect, but now it made sense. Mercurial took the pin, still staring at it. Then they attached it on the few remains of their clothes. It was a tiny speck of colour on their body and everyone who looked at them would see it. Everyone would know what it meant, at least today, during the pride fair.

“Thank you. It means a lot to me.” It did. Mercurial felt better all of a sudden. It was just a pin, something insignificant, yet it made a difference. To them. It was a step closer to knowing who they were. They had no past to look at to know what had shaped them. They were only what they were now and sometimes they drifted in the world, unsure of where they belonged. This pin gave them something, a sense of belonging that had been missing until now.

They didn’t belong to the spectres but maybe they could belong to this group of creatures. Creatures without a gender.

“I’m glad. Happy pride!” With a jingle of bells, the tauren waved as Mercurial made their way over the fair, eyes wide to take it all in.  

[captainkirkk]

Fic idea: Aang is tasked with finding a missing fire spirit, only to realise that the spirit is needed for an important festival tomorrow

To buy time, someone needs to pretend to be the missing fire spirit. And who else to ask but a descendent of Agni himself? Whether the Fire Royals actually are/aren't direct descendants of Agni is debatable, but they smell different to normal firebenders, enough to briefly pull off the disguise.

[chyarui]

Commander Wolffe, no introduction needed.

I had so much fun with his tattoos, if you couldn’t tell. After Fox’s depressing ones and Cody’s cute but simple one, I needed to go all out with Wolfy boy’s tat. Honestly, this man deserves a cool tattoo after having to deal with the torture of interacting with C-3PO. I could FEEL his annoyance through the screen (that sassy fucking eyeroll I swear you could feel it though his helmet)

[stil-lindigo]

a non-comprehensive guide to my favourite characters in claymore, the best manga you've never read (more under the cut)

don't know what I'm talking about? here's a crashcourse.

[feelo-fick]

"it must be the caffiene."

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

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CHILAIOS WEEK DAY 2 : Changeling

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

Bonus :

[professorcalculusstanaccount]

People have been asking for a Chang timeline post! Chang not only represents a turning point in the politics of the Tintin series, he also represents a sense of chronology in the otherwise floating timeline of the canon. While Tintin almost never discusses his past, Chang is a key part of his personal story in Tintin in Tibet.

I imagine him and Tintin being around the same age, with Chang being a few months younger.

Child - Chang had a happy early childhood being raised by his father and grandparents. He never mentions his mother when recounting his backstory to Tintin, so my main guesses are she either passed away or his parents separated before Chang was old enough to remember her. His father and grandparents taught him how to cook from an early age, and taught him the importance of solidarity and community, lessons Chang will hold onto the rest of his life.

Early canon - Chang is orphaned. This sudden loss causes him to act out. He turns to picking pockets and causing general mischief until an orphanage takes him in. Chang learns a lot of skills just to survive - he’s stealthy, he’s street smart and pretty decent at climbing. His experiences as a street kid taught him to be wary of authority.

The orphanage provides a brief period of stability until it is swept away in a flood. Until this point, Chang has felt pretty powerless in his life so just goes with the flow, so when Tintin drags him out of a river he doesn’t think twice about going along with him to break up a drug ring in The Blue Lotus. Going on this adventure with Tintin imbues him with a sense of empowerment and purpose he never felt before.

Student - The Wangs adopt him pretty quickly after he busts the drug ring with Tintin. It’s a sudden change he struggles to adapt to, with the Wangs being wealthy academics and Chang coming from a working class background there’s a significant culture clash.

Tintin leaves just as quickly and rarely contacts Chang, even as his journalism career takes off, leaving Chang lonely and heartbroken. Chang tries to send him letters but doesn’t know that Tintin moved out of Labrador Road.

Having missed out on education for a bit Chang struggles with school. He feels unworthy of the opportunities the Wangs try to provide him with and a part of him feels they only adopted him because they were dazzled by him taking down that drug ring, an achievement he increasingly feels he will never live up to again. He struggles with mental health issues, but finds solace in photography, his portfolio getting him a place at university despite his bad grades.

Young adult - In an attempt to try and help Chang’s mental wellbeing the Wangs decide to send Chang off to visit his uncles before he starts university, only for Chang to nearly perish in a plane crash in Tibet. Ironically, it’s this near death experience that shakes him out of it. Chang has a renewed enthusiasm for life, taking to travelling, dance and photography. Didi trains him in some basic martial arts so Chang can fend for himself.

Tintin makes an effort to stay in touch after having nearly lost Chang. The two repair their friendship, and Tintin has him stay at Marlinspike when Chang studies in Belgium for his second year of university. By the time Chang comes around, he’s had a growth spurt and has been working out - Chang is pretty haunted by his skeletal state from his near death experience in Tibet, so has been making an effort to recover.

After helping Tintin with a case, Tintin gets him a job at his paper as his photographer. Being Chinese he faces challenges in the workplace, and he uses his charm to be as personable as possible. Unlike Tintin, he frequents quite a few staff parties, and ends up pretty popular!

A couple of years later, Chang tries to unionise the staff at the paper. He and Tintin are outed as a couple and the two of them are fired.

Middle aged - After fighting fascists with the Marlinspike team during WW2 Chang and Tintin settle down in Belgium, with Chang scraping out some freelance photography work and a part time job at a portraiture studio. War in China causes them to lose contact with his adopted family. 

While Tintin grows more cynical, Chang accepts the chaos of the world and mellows out a lot. He tries to be a supportive partner and makes extra effort to stay in touch with his uncles and cousins.

Elderly - Chang uses his skills in photojournalism when he gets involved in political activism. He and Tintin are finally able to reunite with Didi and his children in the 70s.

[ethosiab]

some etho design headcanons brought to you by power-outage doodles and my messy handwriting

[originalartblog]

Do you understand how much Dazai dancing means to me

[casdeans-pie]

There's this really dumb season 5 era fic that I really want to write

I got this really vivid image of Dean going into Bobby's kitchen in the middle of the night because he heard a noise and he can hear the rustling of cutlery in the kitchen drawer and he's got his gun ready and he flips on the light and Cas is just standing there clutching one of those big salad forks to his chest.

And Dean is like ?? Cas????

And Cas is just staring at him like a deer in the headlights. and they just keep staring at each other cause thats what they do

And finally Dean is like Shall I leave you alone with your... fork???

But Cas is super cagey and Dean just gets more suspicious and playful about it. He manages to make it so that Cas says he 'needs a fork' and Dean is like Snort. Oh yeah. I'm sure. A good fork.

Cause yknow. fork sounds like

Anyway he manages to find out that Cas has an itch on his back that he just. can't. reach.

Which is what he needed the fork for.

Turns out that Cas is molting but the other angels are still actively hunting him so he can't go back to heaven to do it properly with real wings so he just has to suffer in his vessel with the phantom itch. Dean feels bad for him and does eventually agree to scratch his back.

Because of the intricate rituals. And that's what friends do. Friends help each other. They help their angel boy best friends during their angel wing molt thing.

So Cas is like Thank you Dean and takes off his coat and his jacket and his tie and his shirt and Dean is having a minor crisis.

He maneuvers Cas to brace his hands against the counter and Dean stands behind. He doesn't know what he's feeling but he's feeling a certain way about all of this. He starts to rake his fingers down Cas's shoulder blades and immediately Cas is like YES. THERE. HARDER. and Dean is like Jesus Cas! You'll wake the house shut up man! while trying not to show how unbelievably turned on he is

Just as the sexual tension between them really heats up Cas flies away.

And then there's a massive flash forward to present day where Dean has retired from hunting and Cas is still an angel and they're happy and alive and living together and so in love and Dean wakes up in the middle of the night because he can hear noises from the kitchen.

He goes down and flips on the light and Cas is there holding a spatula. And he's like Dean why do we not own any salad forks.

And Dean gently takes the spatula from him, kisses him, and is like Let me help you scratch that itch.

[harrenfell]

Laena Velaryon & Rhaenyra Targaryen

Artwork by penginius

[luka-is-slightly-odd]

Currently obsessed with the concept of mutual and acknowledged hanahaki. Like two people who both have hanahaki for each other, and who both know about it, who both know that the other loves them and still aren’t cured.

The flowers stay, not because their love isn’t reciprocated, but because they don’t belive in it, or because its temporary, because the other deserves better, because they have complicated history, because they both already have significant others, perhaps the love isn’t enough because they both can’t put that love first, maybe their ideals and lotalties come first for both. Its not unrequited love, but its not quite enough.

just kinda love the image of two lovers-but-not-yet-maybe-never-lovers sitting together, picking flowers out of each other’s throats.

[skierisa]

new gen concept (i still don't like how i drew arin, i'll be looking for other people's interpretation of him because y'all have better ideas than me lol)

[nouverx]

Ok, so Vox and Alastor have a funny dynamic and Alastor and Rosie have a funny dynamic. What about Rosie and Vox?

I think if Al and Rosie were QPPs Vox would be jealous af of Rosie, and she would KNOW IT and tease him about it. What do you think?

AAAAAAAHHH ok I need a minute to calm down I love this

First of all I'm sure Vox doesn't understand Rosie and Al's relationship at all, all he sees is that she's allowed to be affectionate with him and he's not, sees them as a couple because he doesn't understand Al's aroaceness or the relationship he has with Rosie (all he thinks is "what does she have that I don't??")

Rosie on the other hand, I love the idea that she teases him about it! Even if she doesn't have any romantic interest towards Al she understands she has a really special place in his non existant heart and is happy to rub it off on Vox's face any chance she gets (like hug Al or scratch his ears shamelessly when Vox is around eheh) and sometimes even has a "he's mine :)" energy when she teases Vox about it.

Would be even funnier if Alastor has absolutely no clue that the two of them have a silly rivalry over him

I didn't explore that yet in my art but that's such a great idea I'll note it somewhere in a corner of my brain 👀 I really need to explore Rosie Al and Vox as a trio more they could be so fun in so many ways. There's the amazing meteor shower fanfics by @cringefailvox about the three of them developing a polyamory queer platonic relationship and I'm an absolute fan I love their characterisation so much. I wanted to fanart it so many times but never got the time URGH

[starflungwaddledee]

kirbytober 2023 07: headcanon [ prev || next ]

coughs weakly

headcanons and worldbuilding are my beloved kryptonite, so i have a lot of really dense stuff like this that i suspect is broadly uninteresting to most folks. but i hope you'll enjoy this one about everyone's favourite lil' liar!