#zenny headcanons

[zennybunny]

Might I offer you an idea that has been bouncing around in my head.

So caregivers with a pet space. Like you know papa bear gyomei- right? Okay. Lion cg Rengoku, looking after a baby Tanjiro.

Just- that’s his cub. Tiny most precious thing. And like how lionesses will hide their cubs from the rest if the pride when they are newborns, Rengoku does the same thing. Yeah he might trust the other pillars with his life, but not while Tanjiro is like this. Anyone who tries to get close and touch his boy gets snarled at (besides Giyu because it is just hard to see him as threatening when Tanjiro adores him so much while regressed)

Shinobu is so tired of Rengoku’s shenanigans like ‘Tanjiro is injured, quit being feral and let me see him >:1 ’

Anyways thoughts?

This is beyond peak. I love this idea.

Senjuro, Obanai, Tanjiro, and Nezuko are his cubs and great goodness is it a hassle to try and do anything with the four.

Also Yknow when cubs get stuck being groomed and they just look so done? I imagine that’s how Senjuro looks when Kyojuro is putting curl products in his hair or scar cream on Obanai’s face. Nezuko will sit for hours as he brushes her hair though.

Shinobu is always done with everyone honestly. Zenitsu hopping everywhere, Sanemi and Genya growling at each other, Kanao only communicating in various squeaks.

[hecalledme-jagi]

The Ponderings of a Man In Love

I've had this FanLore for Zen strewing in my brain for a little over a year and finally decided to write it out into a one shot!

Enjoy!

What does it mean to experience first love? 

Zen wondered as he watched you doze off beside him to the sound of a movie you both had forgotten about halfway through. He smiled to himself softly, gently brushing away a strand of hair that had fallen over your face, planting a tender kiss on the top of your head. The comforting gesture caused you to snuggle further into his side, cozy and loved. Treasured and wanted.

Zen often thought about the meaning of first love when he was with you. He always felt a pang of guilt over dating other girls before you, even if you weren't bothered by it. He knew you were his yesterday, today, and tomorrow--his dusk and dawn. His moon and stars--leaving him with the fact that you weren't his first, which felt wrong in every way imaginable. So there he sat wondering, and really pondering, what it meant to experience first love. Had he experienced it before? If so, that idea devastated him, leaving his heart aching, poking, splintering, and desperately wanting your comforting. Hoping all his wondering meant nothing. 

He snuggled in close, soaking in your warmth, soothing his self-inflicted wounds, nuzzling your hair, blinking back the sting of tears.

Slowly he doze off to the sound of your steady breathing, calming his anxiety. Slowly learning to bask in the simple pleasures of a quiet evening. 

His breathing steadied, finding rhythm with your own, and in complete unison, your chests rose and fell. 

He found his peace in his small basement apartment.

But absolutely and entirely, he found his peace here with you.

And in his slumber, there came a dream. Or, more accurately, a nearly forgotten memory.

Zen was younger here, much younger than you knew him now. His hair barely reached past his shoulders, fashioned into something of a mullet. His leather jacket just a size too big, but in a year's time, it would fit him perfectly. And he stood in a place filled with familiarity. His secret mountain hideout. The view was the same as it had always been, and somehow, that comforted the young boy, here now, and the man he would come to be. 

The cold evening air nipped at his cheeks and nose, a gentle breeze passing through his hair with the faint smell of cigarette smoke. Following the scent with his eyes and nose, he found a scene this young boy very well knew but was far from the scene his adult counterpart adored. There stood a girl who simply wasn't you.

Ji-an, a younger, much more boyish Hyun, recognized with an air of giddiness coating his thoughts, and in like manner, she was viewed with rose-tinted glasses. 

He admired her long black hair as it gently swayed in the passing breeze, her sharp and unusually dark eyes staring down at the view he found so much comfort in, reflecting nothing of the setting sun or the city lights flickering on one at a time. And her lips turned in a slight frown with a lit cigarette in hand. Ji-an was a girl made entirely of mysterious beauty, and for a long time, Hyun might've considered her the most beautiful girl he'd ever met. She was in the same gang as Zen, that's how they had met. She was older than him, but only slightly, maybe sixteen or seventeen. She was a force to be reconned with, a calm before a storm. Freedom and rebellion. Anger and desperation. Loneliness and devastation. But other than that, she was a total mystery. Hyun never knew more about her than she let him see, and maybe that was part of why he clung to her so helplessly. Or maybe it was because he envied her and how free she seemed to be. Maybe he wanted to live reckless abandoned where he was allowed to be who he wanted to be, the way Ji-an seemed to. Or maybe it was because bad habits always seemed more attractive than good ones at the start.

Ji-an sucked on her cigarette, holding the smoke in her throat until it burned. 

“You know,” she began as she turned to look at Hyun, “I think if we had met before everything hit the fan, I would’ve fallen in love with you for real.”

Hyun watched and admired the rugged elegance she exuded. Marvalling, despite how her words cut him deeply. His heart secretly wondering--when will anyone ever truly love me?

“For one thing, you’re a real looker,” she leaned in and kissed Hyun's lips softly, leaving the faintest taste of cigarette smoke and strawberry lip balm on the tip of his tongue. 

Is that all I'll ever be? A pretty face barely worth loving? Another secret wonder he wouldn't discover until much later.

“You’re not so bad of a guy either,” she reached out, with her free hand and gently played with the fringe that hung over his forehead. “If I wasn’t so damaged, I’d probably be able to appreciate that heart of yours,” she poked his chest playfully and with a tone of self-mockery, sucking another puff of cigarette tar into her lungs. 

“But instead, here I am, giving you cigarettes, beer, and bad memories,” she scoffed. 

Hyun took a step closer to Ji-an, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with her. He peered into her face, hoping to read the meaning in her words by seeing her expression more clearly, but there was nothing he could see. Her eyes continued to stare dispassionately at the scenic view, and not for a moment did she meet his searching gaze, nor did she acknowledge his presence at her side. Instead, her brow furrowed, and irritation fizzled in her vacant eyes.

"We shouldn't have met," she said, tossing her cigarette onto the ground and stomping it out under her boots. 

Hyun felt his heart drop.

Ji-an turned on her heels and walked towards her motorcycle.

"W.. wait! Ji-an, where are you going?" He called.

There was no answer except the loud roar of a motorcycle engine starting.

"Ji-an!"

She paused, looking towards Hyun, with more emotion in her eyes than Hyun had ever seen before, "Get out of here. Become something." 

And that was it. 

She rode off, the rumbling of her motorcycle fading the farther she got. And Hyun could only watch, confused, lost, and entirely too alone for a boy his age.

Zen jolted awake, beads of cold sweat running down his back and his heart dropping into his stomach, leaving his chest feeling hollow and unbearably lonely until he heard you.

"Hyun?" you said, coming back into the living room with a glass of water, "Are you okay?"

He looked at you, and the frenzy in his eyes became calm. A deep breath entered his lungs, and it was exhaled smoothly.

And that's when his wondering all made sense. 

Zen realized it then as his hysteria calmed at the mere sight of you. He knew then that perhaps in all possibility, before you came and before he had forgotten what life was like in your absence, he would've considered Ji-an his first love experience. And in some way, maybe she was. Maybe she was his first love, but that thought didn't seem to bother him so much anymore. Because maybe love was more about changing than firsts and lasts. 

(Although, admittedly, he was perfectly enchanted by the idea that you would be his last. You would hold all his ending chapters, and perhaps, that was far more important than keeping all his opening phrases.)

Ji-an encouraged his flaws but neglected his strengths. He knew now that they were bad for each other, beasts ravenously hungry for love and acceptance. In love with their shared self-pity. Wanting each other because of the addictive nature of cigarettes, loving the nicotine clinging to their clothes and mingling in their mouths. Loving the faint taste of strawberries after every kiss that made the bitter taste of tobacco seem pleasant and sweet. But even still, she inspired his drive for freedom.

And you? You came and captivated him.

You nurtured his strengths and loved his flaws, and for that, he loved you, but as his feelings began to grow, he wanted to be better for you. He wanted to change. So maybe, just maybe, it was for the best that you came at this moment in his life. You came at the point in his life when he still had room to grow but was mature enough to treasure you wholeheartedly. Perhaps now was the best time to love you--not to say it was the only time he could love you, nor was it the perfect time, for he knew that if he had met you ten years ago or ten years from now, he'd be ready to love you precisely and honestly--so now as Zen looks at you, finally finding his moment of lost peace, he realizes that all this wondering about "first love" was for not because all that matters is that he loves you.

Zen nods, gently grabbing at your waist and pulling you in. He rests his forehead against your torso, hugging your waist tightly.

 "Never better, honey~"

˚✧₊⁎𝒥𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎⁎⁺˳✧༚

I do not own any characters, all ownership goes to Cheritz. Thanks for reading!

[incorrectdexhamiltonquotes]

[Tung walks in on Zap and Jenny kissing] Tung: What the hell! Zap: Tung. Tung: This is incest! Jenny: No, it's not. Tung: Yes it is Jenny. Jenny: We're not related. Tung: Oh that makes it okay then. Jenny: Well it makes it not incest.

[zennybunny]

YES SO CUTE!!!

Zen proof is what every main caregiver has to go based on because he will manage to get hurt by a fridge or stove (so many baby gates EVERYWHERE)

Curiosity kills the cat is what zen baby brain works on, he needs to see every cabinet and every draw which is how he gets hurt

Colorful bandaids to cheer the baby up! He’s littered in them whether he actually needs them or not, but most of them time he does

Hiding under the porch or up in a tree whenever he gets hurt

Baby Zenitsu who knocks a side table (those decorative ones that are like three pounds at most) onto his back while crawling and being stuck under it while sobbing his little heart out

Tengen and Kyojuro who is then forced, by their wives of course, to bolt down any and all furniture in their house

Bonus points if Zenitsu still hurts himself by knocking a chair over on himself

Of course it’s the women that are sensible smh /lh Their husbands probably would have just kept putting it off. Surely Zenitsu can’t tip over everything and will learn sooner or later. Jokes on them, that boy would manage to get into the weirdest of places and like pull a drawer out on himself without meaning too (me tbh) What is considered as baby proof for any other little is completely over ruled by Zenitsu. Everything has to be Zen proofed, which honestly is a feet and a half to complete.

Mama Makio to the rescue with brightly colored bandaids and kisses to make everything better (she’s learned this trick from Suma trying to get her to not cry over every little thing) works like a charm. Also Zenitsu coming to her holding out his arm (that mind you is perfectly fine) just like ‘I has a boo boo, kiss better please?’

[prettyboypistol]

Zenyatta Relationship Headcanons (+NSFW)

I feel like Zenny is a chill boyfriend who would love when you'd ask him questions that he doesn't really understand the purpose of (if a robot is built, do you have a concept of gender? Do you believe you have a soul since you are sentient? etc.)

Lowkey insecure about his cuddlegame, so he puts on oversized sweaters to cushion his metal plates.

VOICE GLITCHES AND STUTTERS WHEN FLUSTERED. THAT'S REQUIRED.

Fairly modest when it comes to PDA and affection, easily flusterable when you hit on him or whisper dirty things to him in public.

NSFW

This mans HANDS. I hope you like 3 finger-vibrators in you as he calls you "such a good little angel"

Has a human fetish and wants to roleplay being the "dominant species" of omnic but feels really ashamed of that kink so he hides it well

Zenny boy has an oral fixation and loves to watch you slide your tongue over him. PLEASE drag your tongue over his fingers and beg him to shove them in you. he will reboot on the spot.

[orange-demons-deactivated2024]

omg!!!!! bosch stuff!!!!!!! been a while since i've been on tumblr and it's so nice to see some stuff in the bosch tag for once ^_^ and not only that but a bunch of neat speculation stuff about sf6 and headcanons..... i thank you very much.

can you do one where bosch and avatar go to watch a horror movie together? any kind of horror movie really, though it'd be really interesting to think of what kind of horror he'd be scared of specifically.

bosch stuff! and thank you for the sweet words. sorry for the long wait for your request! I saw you, i swear! it's just taking me a moment to get through everybody. also i love horror/thriller movies, it's the only ones i see in the theater now. i don't really have much hcs for this. art by @komewatari on twitter. also shout out to @corokoro for the body horror one, it was so good i had to include it. maybe you should be a writer too 👀

I think Bosch would be the type to be able to sit through most movies pretty well with the occasional spooks here and there.

He's not afraid of Horror/Thriller comedies and watches them passively from time to time: Scream, Trick 'r Treat, and Ready or Not.

But the genre that does get under his skin are suspenseful ones, like The Strangers or The Conjuring, especially when they drag out the tension.

Bosch also doesn't take too well with overly gory visuals and people screaming bloody murder. So, Terrifier and Sinister are out.

Yes, he knows people are bound to scream because it's a horror movie. But there's something so guttural about the actor's scream that makes the experience much more uncomfortable.

That, mixed with over-the-top gore would give him an upset stomach for a while.

Same thing with body horror. Seeing people and 'monsters' alike twist and contort into inhuman ways makes him sick. Especially if the plot includes some type of possession or parasite.

Depending on your reaction to Horror movies, he'll either force himself to sit through the whole thing or say that he isn't really feeling it.

"Shutter?" Bosch said, holding out the flyer with a confused tone.

"Yeah, it's like the it movie right now. Apparently, it scored high on Rotten Tomatoes." You replied.

"Rotten Tomatoes?"

"You know, the place where the general public gives their reviews to see if something is worth seeing." You took the flyer from him. "Have you seen any scary movies lately?"

"I mean, I've watched a couple at Coach's house, but I haven't gone to an actual movie theater before."

"Oh cool, that means you get to come with me for the viewing in Metro City tonight." Your ears perked up.

"Hang on, I didn't say I was gonna go."

He ended up going.

After running some errands for Coach, Bosch met you in front of the theater.

The neon lights flickered in the early evening, and a line had already formed outside the box office. You were standing near the entrance, a wide smile spreading across your face when you saw him approaching.

"You made it!" you said, practically bouncing on your feet.

"Yeah, yeah, don't make a big deal out of it," Bosch muttered, scratching the back of his head.

Though he couldn't hide the slight smile tugging at his lips.

The two of you got your tickets and headed inside with the smell of popcorn and the buzz of excited chatter filling the air.

You dragged him to get some food before the showing, but he didn't expect almost a whole buffet of different things.

Tubs of candy, Icee machines, ice cream bar, alcoholic beverages, Nachos. He thought you said you were only going to watch a movie, why is there so many things to eat.

"Bosch, taste this."

"Why? It's just popcorn."

"Yeah, but it's different from the homemade ones."

It's definitely buttery, but he doesn't think it's worth spending 15 Zenny on it.

After you two settled in your seats, you pulled out two warm hot dogs you snuck into the theater.

He can't blame you, seeing the prices of some of the foods made him rethink how he should be spending his night.

"Where were you hiding this?" He whispered, holding the warm hotdog you put in his hands.

"I can tell you, but you have to promise to not get mad."

"...I don't know if I want this hotdog anymore."

He would sit through the whole movie with you. And similar to a cat, he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stick up when a particularly intense scene showed on the screen.

And unless you like floor popcorn, I suggest that you hold the bucket.

All in all, going to the movie theater wasn't that bad.

Maybe pick another genre next time.

"Ugh, how do people enjoy this stuff?" he muttered to himself as you two left the theater

"You alright there, Champ?" You asked with your eyes twinkling in amusement.

"I'm fine," Bosch said. "It's just a movie."

"Just a movie, huh?" You teased. "You looked like you were about to jump out of your seat a couple of times."

"Now you're just seeing things."

"Maybe." You laughed.

When you and Bosch parted ways, he tried to push the movie out of his mind.

He busied himself with mundane tasks, hoping to distract himself.

But when it came time to go to bed, he found himself lying awake with every creak and shadow in the room putting him on edge.

Contemplating what to do next, Bosch heard a ping from his phone.

[You]: Can't sleep, Sweetheart?

[Bosch]: Don't call me that. And no, I can't.

[You]: Maybe, I should've eased you into another movie for the movie theater. I think Shutter was too intense for an introduction. Sorry :(

[Bosch]: It's fine, I'm just trying to pass the time before I fall asleep.

[You]: Do you wanna FaceTime?

[Bosch]: No

[You]: Your loss, but hopefully that shadow peeking over your bedside doesn't get you.

He felt his heart stop as he looked up from his phone.

Seeing nothing he texted:

[Bosch]: I hate you.

Bosch sighed in defeat.

[Bosch]: Fine, but only for little bit.

It was barely 5 seconds before he received the call.

And when he answered, he was greeted with your face staring at him in silence, before you busted out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Bosch asked.

"It looks like you've seen a ghost."

"Don't even start."

"Hehe, I'm just pulling on your tail." You propped yourself up in your bed. "How are you feeling?"

"Good, I guess. I mean as well as I can take a horror movie at night." Bosch leaned back into his pillow.

You both chatted about mundane things that helped ease his mind. Like his plans for tomorrow, battle hub news, new shops that opened up, etc.

He talked to you damn near until the sun rose. And the only reason why you both stopped, was because you had to meet up with one of your Masters tomorrow morning.

"But I wanna keep talking to you." You sleepily mumbled.

"We can talk later when you're not busy. Plus, the sun is about to rise in 30 minutes, didn't you say you had to be there by 8?"

"Ugh, alright, I'll talk to you later then…" It looked like you wanted to say more, but ultimately decided not to.

He sighed, "I love you too."

"But I didn't-"

"That's what you wanted to say, right?"

"I guess my intentions are too obvious." a shy smile playing on your lips.

Bosch chuckled, a soft, affectionate sound. "Maybe, but it's one of the things that I like about you."

"...Goodnight, Bosch." You said, feeling the warmth creep up your chest.

"Night…"

As the call ended, Bosch stared at his phone a beat longer, before tossing it on the nightstand. He covered eyes with his forearm, trying to block any lingering light that seeped into his room.

He tried to at least get a wink of sleep before he got back into his normal routine.

It didn't help that the last thing on his mind was the way you looked at him when he told you he loved you, instead of some stupid scary movie.

[tytarax]

Taglist (If you want to be tagged in a specific fanfic or character, select "Other")

One Shots

Fluff Smut Angst Yandere No romance

Love in the middle of the darkness

Lasso of Lust

I want your attention

A Nightmare

Let's go home

One shot

Did I wake you up?

I'll take care of you

Praised

...wait what?

Vulnerability

The Dark Disguise (Dad & son/daughter relationship)

Sick and Twisted Affair (Dad & son/daughter relationship)

You're the chosen one

Bloody Hell

Our Little Baby (Platonic)

We found you (Platonic, dad & son/daughter relationship)

A divine choice part 1 (Platonic, Goten)

Divine Company (Dad & son/daughter relationship)

Zamasu's claim (Platonic)

A god's care (Infinite Zamasu)

Glad you're home

Game of Life (Goku x daughter oc)

Eternal Obsession

Finally

Incudes Zeno in some

A bit of mischief

The Realization (Part 2 of "A bit of Mischief" I believe)

some hcs for "A bit of mischief" written by you guys 1 2

Hide and Seek

Kabedon

Chaotic Diplomacy (Daishinkan, reader and Zenni)

Royal Expectations (Including Dad!Vegeta)

A Wild Welcome for the Omni-King (Daishinkan, reader and Zenni)

Memes

In Silent Devotion

Squeaky

A Gentle Heart

A Love Bound by the Stars

Maybe this isn't so bad (Frieza x Frost)

Maybe this isn't so bad pt 2

A Human's heart (Shin/reader/Daishinkan)

Anime & chill (Frieza x Beerus)

Other characters because I don't have enough mental stability to make a header for all DB characters

The Magic of Friendship (Ginyu)

The Magic of Friendship pt2

Eating out (Bardock)

Theory of Chaos (Frieza)

Reader is trying to survive (Bulma, Chichi, Whis)

Catcalling (Whis, Beerus, reader)

Redemption (Frieza)

Two Clumsy Suitors (Cabba "vs" kid Trunks)

Headcanons

Saiyan!Reader Headcanons: Tail Affection Edition (Daishinkan, Zeno, Shin)

Fanfics

The Fallen Angel (Black Goku x reader) Unpublished due to some problems

[multifandomhere1]

hello! do you have any ideas/headcanons for ramattra and zenyatta (seperate) with a mermaid s/o? only if youd like to, of course.

Yesss!!!!

Zenyatta and ramattra with a... Mermaid Reader!

Zenyatta

our dear zenny is.. confused

he had never seen anything like you!

if you are that type of mermaid that when you enter the water the tail appears, it will fill you with questions, but try not to make you uncomfortable!

he is always curious in his mermaid form.

he thinks you are so beautiful!

It's a pity he can't go in the water with you.

(He would love to swim with you.)

mermaids are kind of friends with the animals of the oceans so if you guys are somewhere in the open sea

there will probably be some animals wanting to play with you two.

He was curious when you said you could control people through your singing.

(he hopes you don't use it for bad things)

always learns a little about marine life when he's with you.

Ramattra

you've heard of the legends but never seen a mermaid up close

he gets curious too, and asks A LOT of questions

try to understand how your mermaid tail mysteriously appears when you come into contact with water

if you live on a beach or on a nearby island

sometimes he can appear there

enjoys learning about marine life.

was surprised when he saw you use your powers against some rebels

his singing was magnificent but also very dangerous

he loved it.

one time or another asks you to join talon

when some marine animal appears wanting to play with you, it kind of gets jealous.

he's like: why are you paying more attention to this creature instead of me!?!?1!1?

sometimes he thinks animals are cute

wants to come into contact with water just to see you in your mermaid form.

he loves you so much

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I loved writing this! hope you like it ;)

Luv u, have a good day/night<3

[thestupidhelmet]

Oooh can I get 23 & 24 for Q and Z? 🤍

Queer (LGBTQ+) AU Headcanon: Eric/Buddy, Fez/Buddy

Eric/Buddy: They enjoy going to car shows together. Eric sighs at all the cars he thinks he'll never be rich enough to own. Buddy rubs his back and says, "I am. Pick out your favorite. I'll get it for you on our eleventh anniversary."

Eric: That's nine years from now, but ... I can wait.

Buddy: Who said I was going by years?

Eric [curious and flirtatious]: What are you going by?

Buddy: The eleven-minute anniversary after you choose the car you want.

Turned on and feeling loved, Eric kisses Buddy. Fortunately, no one sees them (it is the 1970s in Wisconsin after all; they've got to keep themselves safe).

Buddy [teasing]: I hope you love me for more than my money.

Eric: Actually, I'd rather be able to pay for the car myself. I'd also prefer to be the one who can buy you expensive things. So, if anything, I love you in spite of your money.

Buddy [caressing the back of Eric's hair]: We've got to work on your ideas about traditional gender roles.

Eric: But we're both men.

Buddy: And ... ?

Eric [partially understanding]: We're both men! So we can both be the bread-winners, bring home the bacon -- and why are there so many food metaphors for making money?

Buddy: Eric, if you weren't so cute, I'd be pissed. But even if you were dating a girl, she should be able to "bring home the baon," and I don't mean food.

Eric: Right. You're right. ... Say, can we swing by the Piggly Wiggly before going home? I've got a hankering for bacon now.

Buddy: Sure, and you can pay for it.

Eric: And you can cook it because I burn anything that touches a pan.

Buddy: Your mom's a great cook. Didn't she teach you any skills?

Eric: Oh, she tried. And my dad tried to teach me how to aim a flashlight, and you know how that went.

Buddy laughs and slings his arm around Eric's shoulders. "Let's go find your dream car."

Eric stops him and says, "Wait, wait. I already have my dream guy. The car can wait a few more years."

Buddy, touched, returns Eric's earlier kiss. They enjoy the rest of the car show then have an early dinner where bacon is the main course.

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Fez/Buddy: Fez doesn't withhold his affection for Buddy in school, but he does express it surreptitiously (because 1970s Wisconsin). When leaving notes in Buddy's locker, he copies Jackie's penchant for dotting her I's with a heart so that if people spot Buddy reading these notes, they'll think a girl wrote it.

📝: I'm potentially going to write a Fez/Buddy fic, and I don't want to spoil what I've already planned. That's why my answer for them is short in comparison to that for Eric/Buddy.

Zennie (Jackie/Hyde) Interaction: Eric/Buddy, Fez/Buddy

Eric/Buddy: They go on a double-date with Jackie and Hyde at the bowling alley and have a friendly competition. The scores are close. All four of them are good bowlers, and Jackie and Buddy both have custom-made bowling balls.

Out of respect for the fact Eric and Buddy would put themselves in danger were they to make out during Jackie and Hyde's turns (or at any point during their date in the bowling alley), Jackie and Hyde stick to subtler PDA.

Eric and Buddy, though, have come up with a secret code for what they feel. High fives, low fives, a shoulder pat, a back pat. These all mean different, significant feelings.

Jackie, having gotten close to Buddy and generally having empathy, is angry on his and Eric's behalf that their love can't be expressed out in the open. She and Hyde, who supports Eric a hundred percent, join a movement for equal rights for and ending discrimination against gay people.

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Fez/Buddy: Jackie invites Fez and Buddy to spend a weekend at her family's ski cabin with her and Hyde. Word gets out to the rest of their friends (Fez was too excited about it to stay quiet), and Eric and Kelso want to spend the weekend there, too.

"It's just for couples," Jackie says.

"I'm dating Donna," Eric says.

Jackie narrows her eyes. "For now."

Eric: What's that supposed to mean?

Hyde: It means, Forman, she doesn't know if you two are gonna stick it out.

Kelso laughs at the unintended innuendo, but Donna is annoyed and says, "We're engaged, so you both can shut it."

After the initial shock -- Eric's included ("That was supposed to be a secret!") -- of Donna's announcement, Jackie says, "Fine. Then the trip is only for couples who aren't engaged."

Kelso: That's not fair! Fez and Buddy'll never get engaged, so they'll always be invited to the ski cabin.

Fez: Kelso, that is not the problem you think it is.

Hyde: Yeah, man. They could get engaged, but no one can marry 'em. Not legally. 'Course, I'm never gettin' married, so they could take my spot if that was freakin' possible.

Jackie: Steven, your ideas about marriage will change. And so will the country's. If two consenting adults love each other, them getting married hurts no one. It'll actually help society! Imagine how much more revenue the wedding industry will generate. It's economics.

Fez: And the rate of divorce among heterosexual couples keeps increasing, so heterosexuality does not automatically equal a happy marriage.

Hyde: Exactly. Which is why I'm not gettin' married.

Jackie: Today.

Hyde: Ever.

Fez: I would like to marry Buddy someday. We've been together almost five years, and we're the only couple among us who hasn't had a break-up.

Hyde: Me and Jackie haven't broken up.

Jackie: Today.

Hyde: What's that supposed to mean?

Fez, Eric, Donna, Kelso: You know what it means.

Jackie: Never getting married?

Hyde doesn't know what to say.

At the ski cabin that weekend, Buddy and Fez give Hyde a talking-to. Hyde thanks them but says he and Jackie'll be fine.

Buddy [holding Fez's hand on the main room sofa]: If you don't care about losing her, you will be fine. I, however, would be devastated to lose Fez. I think he feels the same way about me --

Fez: I do.

Buddy: Which is why we're so careful. One or both of us could get killed simply for loving each other. What's the worst thing if you marry Jackie in the future, that you're happy?

Hyde [after a moment, mumbling]: That we get divorced.

Buddy and Fez: What?

Hyde: Nothin'. ... Nothin' compared to what you two have to deal with. If either of you tell Jackie I'm not against marrying her someday --

Fez [scared]: You'll out us at school?

Hyde [shocked Fez would think that]: Hell no! I just want to tell her myself is all. And, uh ... you guys should invite us to your next activism meeting. Think you'll get two new members.

Hyde leaves Buddy and Fez so they can go skiing together -- and so he can have an important discussion with Jackie.

Jukebox Ask Game

[diverbots]

could we get a master list of zenyatta headcanons (or honestly whatever comes to mind first) (maybe this is a repetitive ask. if so, I beg for your forgiveness, king)

It's alright don't worry, anyone can send as many asks as they'd like, I'm just slow to reply sometimes. As for Zenyatta headcanons I'm drawing a blank on a lot of them (it's 12 AM here and I have to drive my friend to work in the morning lulz) but here's some off the top of my head:

Zenny is almost at Dva's skill level in terms of gaming but he's very casual about it - he likes the competition! You could argue it's cause he's an omnic that he learns so fast and is "naturally good", but he personally wants to separate himself from that, and just let loose and play like how anyone else would. He also likes the community aspect of gaming and hearing how much love people put into just creating something fun and engaging to connect with other people. He likes to 100% complete games as well.

Zenyatta hates juggling because he can't actually do it. The amount of skill required for it sucks, and whenever he attempts he accidentally brings out one of his transcendence arms out of habit and messes it all up. Whenever he tries to fake it, it looks horrendously bad and he's just stopped doing it altogether to prevent further embarrassment (Ramattra was the one who made fun of him for it) He's a bigger fan of just spinning his orbs in his hands - or just yo-yos.

I'm still thinking over this (PVE will probably confirm or deny) but Zenyatta got his name from Mondatta when he entered the Shambali (if they happened to have the same name when they met though that'd be fucking funny cause I'd imagine Mondatta literally lighting up when he hears another omnic has a matching name as him. Ramattra gives him a side-eye cause he was *this* close to being named Zenyatta if he didn't come up with his own name. Instant baby brother). He was nameless prior to it, and it upsets him sometimes that he couldn't have given himself a name.

Zenyatta may have been the one to push Ram on the ideas of achieving justice for omnics, though it obviously didn't go very well and it ended up in a heated debate between Ram and Datta when Ram brought it up, which caused Ram to leave. It made Mondatta very upset to lose someone so close, and Zenyatta felt partially responsible for it.

This is already somewhat established in canon but I think he's very reluctant on opening up about himself and showing his own grieving process to the point where he'd just avoid thinking about them altogether. This may just be an issue with Zenyatta having very little lore for years in general, but yeah, having Ramattra leave and hearing about Mondatta's death (imo the two support beacons in his life, the two who had MUCH clearer goals than he does) just shattered him and now he's doesn't really know his own purpose. (It's probably why he won't tell anyone about what he did prior to the crisis, the only person I see him talking about it with is Mondatta and it's very barebones.)

[kiwi-queen-blog]

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[zennybunny]

hye buddy long time no ask i feel like kaigaku would get a lot smaller as a demon and be so mad about it like bro used to be like 6 foot 3 or whatever the normal tall guy height is and now hes maybe...just maybe a tiny bit taller than zenitsu(aint zenitsu like tiny as heck in ur head??? was it 4'11) and that makes him so mad he bites ankles unfortunately. mostly zenitsus ankles

And he hasn’t figured out how to grow so he’s just seething beyond belief. Zenitsu laughs and laughs about too

[rvnwtch]

ൠ - random headcanon

♒ - cooking/food headcanon

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

☾ - sleep headcanon

Hand the zenni HCs over. 🫴

I AM SO SORRY ITS TAKEN ME SO LONG!!! I just wanted to get this right and then completely forgot about it. Hopefully you’re still interested 🥹

Random headcanon - Zenoine’s favorite activity is reading. At home she had bookshelves in her bedroom that covered an entire wall from floor to ceiling- and she had a BIG room. At the Castle she has no shelves at least not for a while. So she keeps her books stacked next to her bed on the nightstand. She never once complained about this. One day though after a particularly long and drawn out day with Gwendis, she comes home to her room only to find four large bookshelves pushed together, from floor to ceiling with her few books sat right in the middle. Fennorian and Kallin had put in new ones for her while she was away. 

Cooking/food headcanon: Zenni grew up in a very rich household and never had to make any of her own meals. Then in college someone made all of the food there too. At Ravenwatch castle… no one else eats food. Except for Kallin, who Zenni doesn’t speak to often and is deeply intimidated by at first. But he always makes enough food for the both of them. It makes Zenoine feel a level of guilt she didn’t know was possible. It was only the two of them who ate food. So she learns how to cook from Kallin. She’s bad at it, so Kallin does all of the complicated things. But once a day, she sits down in the kitchen and helps Kallin peel or chop vegetables. Helps him keep an eye on the pot over the fire and calls him over panicking when it starts to bubble too high. She might not be good at it, but she isn’t as useless as she once was made to feel. 

Quirks/hobbies headcanon - for a quirk I decided to include that when Zenni is sitting, she keeps her hands folded politely on her lap, and her back straight to appear more tall and confident. It was a habit her mother forced into her when she was young. As for hobbies I already mentioned above that she loves to read. It’s something I envision a lot of my OCs doing bc I genuinely can’t imagine a world without books in it so all of my OCs tend to love books or stories in some way. I’m still deciding what her favorite genre would be. Not classics though, because classics were something her mother made her read when she turned sixteen and begged for more books. Everything else was either “useless” “unlady like” or “childish.” Classics only from then on out. Unless Fennorian smuggled her something. Her bookshelf was big enough to hide a few new additions from time to time.

Angry/violent headcanon - Zenoine never argued with Fennorian… at least not loudly. She might purse her lips or have to take a deep breath when they disagree on something but they’ve always had healthy communication. He’d never really done anything ANGER worthy…. Until he decided to disappear. When he first disappeared, Zenoine was distraught, she thought he’d died- as it would turn out she wasn’t exactly wrong. She spent a lot of time on her own with her grief after that. And one day she decided she was angry at him. Angry that he just up and left her here all alone. Angry that he got to escape and she was stuck at home in Summerset. And then her father brought up marriages. And she turned her anger at Fennorian’s disappearance toward her father. It made her vile. (By Zenoine’s standards anyway. She was still very obedient.) She glared at her parents at dinner. She argued with her father loudly. No matter how much her mother dragged her around by the arm, no matter the threats her father yelled- even when he locked her in her room for three days straight with nothing to eat because she burst into tears in front of a suitor she was meeting for the first time (because he wasn’t Fennorian). And then her anger went away. It was replaced with the same despair she had grown comfortable with. Until she struck a deal with her father. (Which you have to wait to see more of!!!!!) 

Sleep headcanon - Zenni takes up the entire bed when she sleeps. Arms and legs out wide, whether she’s on her front or back her face is smooshed into her pillows. Sometimes, when Fennorian and Zenni were still stuck on the isles, she’d fall asleep with her head on Fennorian’s shoulder and he would stay still for as long as she was out. At Ravenwatch Castle, it’s the first time they had the chance to actually even SHARE a bed. So the first time they fall asleep together, she is awake all night, back rigid, taking up as little space as possible. Over time though this goes away and she practically lays on top of Fennorian when she starts to get comfortable and spread out over the mattress again. Fennorian sometimes bats her away in his sleep but he usually just snuggles up to her more. 

[rttnpnkpmpkn]

Headcanon Nobody Asked:

To keep the setting of YB/YG even more vague in its location and culture, the adopted currency over there shall be Zennies (singular: Zenny)

[kavrillia]

The Origins of Kavrillia - Part Two

In Part One I took a trip down memory lane at the early influences and inspirations for Kavrillia. Now we pick up when my universe broke off in its own direction!

Late 1995

My War of the Worlds fanfic saga had run its course, and I needed a new muse.

I was zoning out in the shower one evening when out of nowhere a scene flashed into my head. Now, I'm not one of those writers who thinks I'm somehow channeling beings from a different plane of the multiverse or anything, but the scene did just pop into my brain all at once, like a five-second clip from a movie. I had impressions of the characters as if they existed and I was getting to know them instead of creating them on the spot. I've never had something quite like that happen again. Make of that what you will. I sure can't explain it.

In the scene that came to me, a young empress was riding in a procession, waving to the crowd gathered along the street. I felt she was kindhearted but very lonely. An intimidating, stone-faced bodyguard stayed close beside her, wearing the cliché dark suit and sunglasses. I got the feeling he had secrets, but she trusted him completely. Why? Should she? And why was she so lonely? Meanwhile, a teenage boy dressed in black was chasing a terrified homeless girl through the crowd. Who were they? Why did he want to catch her? What would he do when/if he did? I got the sense it wasn't because of something the girl did, but because of what family she came from.

I didn't have answers to those questions, but I was excited to figure them out. As soon as I got out of the shower, I decided to jot down some notes and see what I came up with.

Along with those notes were these sketches: the very first pictures I drew of Vazali, Delzeena, Bronzar, Zenni, Xorax, and Zola.

They were the only characters who existed in the beginning, although I had vague ideas about Xorax's henchmen, who eventually became Elzar and Ryshan.

At first I imagined Zola as Xorax's girlfriend, but quickly decided a sibling or cousin relationship was better. I had just seen West Side Story (1961) for the first time and definitely took inspiration from the Sharks.

Above: The origin of Xorax's aesthetic. Yes, really.

You'll also see that Xorax's medallion was there from the very beginning, and I knew it was tied to his family legacy, just not exactly how yet.

Zenni came from trying to figure out what Bronzar's life was like when he wasn't on duty, and somehow "single dad" seemed to fit.

As I had been playing in the sandbox of my War of the Worlds-spinoff fanfiction for a couple years, I assumed this story would take place there, too. I made the empress the daughter of Xeres the Great to anchor it somewhere in my headcanons for that universe's history, and began to write.

1996

Above left: Vazali and Bronzar are peeved. Above right: I'm pretty sure that's the first picture of Xeebec and Kazaneta, or at least the first colored one.

Once the ball was rolling, the story kept unfolding, the characters found their voices, and the answers to those initial questions spawned many more. As the world expanded and grew more detailed, I realized that, aside from a handful of names, it was completely original. Once I changed those names, no one familiar with either the Tripods books or War of the Worlds would recognize anything. Somehow I had weaned myself off fanfic and ended up with my own universe.

Late 1997-1998

Previously, my art had been done in a combination of markers and colored pencils. In late '97 I started using all colored pencils instead. I also began dabbling with computer paint programs.

Early 1999

This was a transition period when the look of my characters changed significantly. I wanted to make them more human, so I drew them with two legs instead of three, removed the third eye and skin markings from males, added a thumb, made their antennae much thinner, and tried to do more realistic eyes. I also discovered how awesome Prismacolor pencils were.

2000

I changed the Kavrillian facial structure so they now have a bridge to their nose/snout. That went a long way to making them look more like they could exist in three-dimensional space. I still wasn't sure how realistic to make their eyes.

2002

Not too many changes since 2000. Their antennae were still very thin. The nose bridge shortened somewhat. The eyes are still horizontal ovals, but I didn't usually try to give them irises.

(Continued in Part 3)

[just-absolutely-super]

Headcanon time

As adults Megaman is the one who usually oversees that all bills are getting paid on time.

It's not that Lan can't, but the less he has to deal with any form of math, the better :)

Bills aren’t a lot of math unless you’re just making sure you’re not gonna go overboard with your bank account lol but I feel like in the BN universe the Navis would be in charge of finances. Like they ARE the autopay. Megaman gets all the info and helps with the budget, then tells Lan about it.

Mega: Lan, your bills have come in

Lan: Ugh okay let me mentally prepare myself… How bad is it?

Mega: Looks like this month our electricity bill went up 1000 zenny, and water went up 500 zenny…

Lan: Ugh that heat wave made us have to turn the air conditioner on, and where there’s no rain Mayl’s been having to water her garden extra. Okay that’s fine, we can pay it…

Mega: Yeah next are your subscriptions for the streaming services which aren’t bad, but uhhh your credit card bill…

Lan: What did Mayl use it to buy something again?

Mega: No, but maybe Patch did… The complete Solar Boy Django works, with special edition art book, coasters, novelty glasses, and a limited edition Django figure?

Lan: Oh no I bought that

Mega: …For Patch right?

Lan: It can be for Patch too

Mega: Lan…that’s 3000 zenny…

Lan: LET ME SPLURGE MY INNER CHILD MEGAMAN