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I promise I didn't forget about the inbox! I threw myself full-tilt into kinktober, and then had 3 back-to-back weekends of LARP so I uuuuuuh. Am just now getting a break. XD

I'll be working on those tomorrow and during my free time now that I have it again!

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Still looking to do more headcanon requests!

Taking Headcanon Requests!

It's been a hot minute, huh?

I'm trying to shake off the dust now that I'm a bit more settled into my schedule finally. I've been spending a lot of free time just working on some personal AUs most of which are spicy so I won't be sharing those here!

So send in those headcanon requests and let's see how well I can get back into at least an occasional fic, yeah? and if I left a series unfinished, I need to go back through those are double check.

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Now that the askbox is empty, it's a good time to let you all know I'm also writing Kinktober fics over on @bittengalaxies! (As always, please try to respect the 18+ nature of the blog! I will block underaged accounts over there.)

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Hello hello welcome back!! *cue the confetti* can i get a headcannon of a butcher!reader and murdock on a coffee shop giving some advice on how to neatly slice some meat or complain something without knowing that they're both completely different?

Kinda inspired with a hitman and a photographer which they were casually having a convo on how to the perfect shoot. And i find it kinda hilarious

oof this gave me a hard time at first.

Murdock & A Butcher

Most of what you talk about is knives.

The sharpness, angle, what's good for carving meat from bone.

You don't really think much about how he leans in, clearly excited to talk shop.

After all people who work with knives tend to be passionate about their blades.

You catch yourself taking notes on what he suggests, unable to stop wondering about the fine scars along his fingers.

He laughs when he notices, explains that like many novices, he learned the hard way how to work.

There's a bit of heat in your cheeks when he says he'd like to watch you work some time, and he slips you his number.

The way he walks out makes you wonder if you just made the best or worst mistake of your life talking to him.

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Headcanon requests forrrr Yancy, Actor, Heehoo, and/or Head Engineer Mark and what they do to express affection! Platonic, romantic, etc., whatever you think fits!

Oh gosh yes!

Yancy & Affection

He's a very physically affectionate man.

He's almost always touching you, his hand bracing your arm, your lower back, cupping your cheek.

He's like your shadow, your jailbird is.

Or maybe more like a puppy.

He acts like your guard dog, baring his teeth at trouble, but one word from you makes him melt.

Actor & Affection

Of all people, you'd expect Actor to be very verbally affectionate. And...well, you're right, just not at first.

It's the tsundere "Not like I like you or anything!" while turning around and buying you a giant bouquet of your favorite flowers.

Over time he softens up, loops his arm in yours, rests his head on your shoulder.

And then you can't get him to shut up, honestly.

It's constant.

Heehoo & Affection

Do you like a shiny rock? A pretty flower?

It's yours now.

If you don't take it, he will, and he'll make a little bower of things he thinks would make you happy.

And if you show the faintest flicker of approval?

You're getting cuddled, and this is a FACT.

Engi & Affection

His ways of affection have always been the same.

Not necessarily words, he stumbles over those quite a lot, by his own admission.

Little acts of service, however?

Bringing you your coffee exactly how you like it. (Or tea, or cocoa, or--)

Little tasks on your to-do list? Done.

You never have to go hunting for what details need to be known around the ship, because he's already got them.

And all he ever wants in return is a smile and praise.

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How about Google, Actor and Illinois with an S/O who uses ASL to communicate?

I'm actually just about to start (re)learning ASL! I haven't since I was a small child. I also have a couple HoH friends who keep me practicing at least a handful of basics

Google

He can translate your signing on the fly

Unless, of course, you start getting very emotional.

Your hands blur, might not make the full shape, or even use too much slang for him.

Stuttering throws him the most.

He does his best to keep up with you, often patiently asking you to repeat what you said, even as his internal search engine is whirring.

Actor

He loves the sound of his own voice, so there's no awkwardness in him trying to fill a silence.

He also loves the built in theatrics to Signing, the way that emotions are expressed in the face and body language, the exaggerations.

He's garbage at trying to learn himself. He's got about three languages he's a master of, and ASL is not one of them.

That doesn't mean he can't understand everything you're saying. He knows every sign, because he wants to see your voice.

His favorite flirt is to say you've got a perfect voice and kiss your knuckles.

Illinois

Out of everyone, he's got the most hands-on (ha) experience.

In fact, he's learns every form of sign language he's come across. And there's a lot.

He often ends up having to stop himself from making terrible puns (pasturized milk is a favorite of his).

He's also an unabashed flirt all the time.

and I do mean flirty.

Man has a great deadpan face as he flatters you.

The worst is when he's telling you all the sinful things he wants to do to you later, in front of his collegues, while claiming he's translating for you. The bastard.

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hi, I just saw that you're taking requests, and I rushed in here because- Where is the Googleplier content in this fandom?? I see one new thing every two months, and since he's my favorite ego it's just so sad, I'm starving lmao

Okay, I'd take literally any headcanon you have in store, but if you want something specific to give you a guide line, how about Google with a reader that works a lot, like a day job and a night job, because owning an android is very expensive? something along those lines

<3

I write so much of it that never goes up publicly solely because having friends who like Google and the intense sin I write for him...

Multiple Jobs and Google

You work a lot. Like, juggling three jobs level of a lot.

After all, you decided to impulse purchase a Google IRL unit, and then the first payment plan hit your bank account, and the regret hit.

But you were not going to suddenly back out. Though...not like you could. They didn't allow cancellations.

So here you were, 4 years later, feeling exhausted and working 2 different day jobs and a night shift. You can't honestly remember the last time you had a day off. And sick days, as rare as you allowed yourself to take them, didn't count.

Google...at first he didn't understand, and then he offered to work too, until research showed he didn't count as a person, and businesses could get away with not paying him, plus the mess with taxes...

Instead, he kept up everything else in your life while you worked. Cleaning, paying the bills, scheduling doctor's visits...everything you couldn't.

You had about an hour to eat and change for your next job, exhausted and not wanting to think about food.

Google placed a bowl of soup in front of you, enticing you to eat with little effort.

"I have...news for you."

"The debt that you incurred while procuring me has been paid off in full."

"And...you have enough funds to safely quit two of those jobs without taking deep costs in my maintainence."

He does his best approximation of a blush as you hug him...thoug you do hear his fans whir loudly as you kiss him.

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Marvin being a prankster headcanons 😈

He's such a little shit. /aff

Marvin Being a Prankster

When you're a magician, it comes with much power and responsibility.

But also, a trickster streak a mile wide.

You know all those prank cans, card decks, weighted dice?

All of those are in his basic repetoir.

However, now add in actual magic. Illusory coins stuck to the sidewalk, swapping the salt and sugar, a little slight of hand to shift a chair about 2 inches to a side, just enough for someone to fumble.

He's still considerate, of course. He doesn't go after someone's phobias or hurts anyone. That's not in the spirit of pranking.

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Headcanons for Damien at the beach, sweetie needs a day off - ♟️

Just look up 1920s men's bathing suits and understand that's what he's wearing in this. :D

Damien at the Beach

Damien never has free time. Like, ever.

Which is to say, he makes himself stupidly busy.

So when his beloved DA insists on one, he folds. The stress of his office is going to make him fold at this point.

Mark insisted that he stay on the latest trends with fashion, so even if someone did run into him, no one could accuse the mayor of being behind the times.

Still, most bathing suits didn't have a ton of variety, though he was still partial to blue...simple canvas shoes, a straw hat to keep the sun out of his eyes.

And his little monster...grabbing him and hauling him right into the icy cold waters of the ocean, making him sputter, even before the indignancy of his shoes being wet!

For a brief, shining few hours, Damien was the goofball he was growing up.

Even if he did return to the office the next day with a terrible sunburn.

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also just wanted to add that I just ADORE your content, there isn't a lot of ego content on any platform anymore, but I feel like the few that keep posting are making the most amazing shit that I've ever read/sawv

I always forget that there isn't much going up on tumblr these days! There's so much content I end up teasing or writing for friends on Discord... Like a LOT. It's almost kind of silly how much I end up throwing around.

I also write an embarrassingly large amount for myself. I've got something like, 20-ish different AUs for myself that's _just_ self-shipping ego content.

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I hope you don't mind me requesting again!! Once again, if either of these interests you: The Host/The Author and falling in love (I imagine it's a very shocking thing to happen to them lol) and/or Illinois with a secret art journal

I don't mind at all! It's very fun!

The Author Falling in Love

It takes him by such large surprise. After all, he's not exactly one to play nice with his...protagonists.

A little bloodshed makes a good story, after all, right?

Like always, picked at random...and yet...he's never had a protagonist work with him before.

He catches himself growing...soft. Easing up on what he puts them through.

It's easy for him to just be where he needs to be, to lead someone where he wants them.

And seeing this protagonist for the first time, not just writing them...maybe he's feeling something new.

He's just not going to call it love.

That's a completely different genre.

The Host Falling in Love

The Host was never expecting that narration. Ever.

After all, he bleeds constantly from his eyes (or the sockets themselves, he doesn't truly need to see any more after all)

And his narrations usually take him a bit by surprise, just not to the point that he stumbles over the words.

But the narrations...they're truth in action, in the moment, in the now, and he realizes that yes, that person loves him.

It's surprising, almost overwhelming, and it makes him feel shy. Nervous.

He's a very confident man, usually. Almost cocky in his god-like ability to narrate the world around him, to bend it to his will.

For something to be outside of his control, to be something that bends him...

It's different, and as much as he's scared of losing this new feeling to his narrations, he finds himself reaching for it.

And maybe he's falling a little in love with the idea that he can be loved even like this.

Illinois' Secret Art Journal

He's, self-described, not a good artist.

However, he's been all over the world. Countless architectures, cultures, facets of the natural and settled world...all things he's seen with his own two eyes.

Cameras are...tricky things. Expensive, fragile, bulky.

A pencil and a notebook, however? Especially that fancy waterproof journal?

Sure, expensive for a notebook but it means if he gets caught in a downpour, those memories won't disappear.

Sometimes he spends a little too long trying to get the shape of a cliff face just right, but it's a damn good way to relax by the fire before starting a hike through treacherous terrain.

Plus it's helpful for remembering those tricky little details those ancient treasures always seem to have.

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I see all the messages in my inbox! <3 Thank you guys for all the messages! I'll work on these soon and get them lined up.

Today, however, is LARP recovery day, so I might not get to them. (I will likely nap a lot.)

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not a request, just a thank you for being one of the few people still making ISWM-Related content, stuff's as scarce as unobtainium these days lol-

Awwww! Thank you! I adore ISWM! I have always loved space (even when I gave myself a phobia of looking at the night sky for about a decade), and sci-fi has always been a genre I loved. Hopepunk sci-fi, flawed people doing their best, showing that you can feel hopeless but just never let go (of hope)...

I love all of Mark's other projects but ISWM was a love letter to keep on trying even when it seems impossible and I gotta love that!

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pls...headcanons for Wilford with someone who similarly forgets things *leaves a plate of treats for your time*

It's easy to forget many things, but usually tangible things can be found. Honestly, a lot of the time, Wilford twists a wrist, reaches behind something, spins in place...a plethora of ways to just pull things from the aether to hand to you.

Time, however...is harder. Concepts, things that aren't physical?

That text message you meant to respond to three months ago, but now it's been too long, or if you're still speaking to someone who hurt you.

The one that's the worst, however, is talking about people who are gone, the people who were the closest to you.

There's once, where you were telling him about someone you hadn't spoken to in a while, about how you wanted to reach out, reconnect, maybe have lunch sometime.

While you reminisced, he smiled, but that smile turned bittersweet as you continued, then growing sadder. The gentle reminder that they were gone, long since out of your life for whatever reason, spilled like a secret to the air in the dead of night.

It hit you hard, first with shock, then with sorrow.

The best part about Wilford's easy touch is that his hugs are warm, welcoming, grounding. Just what you need.

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If you're up for it!: Headcanons for God of Night with an insomniac reader and/or Dark with a reader who NEEDS to stim (totally not projecting, nuh uh)

Of course! (I'm also projecting a little with the stimming. XD)

The God of Night and an Insomniac

At first he thinks nothing of it. After all, he's up all night (ha) so maybe some humans are.

And then he realizes how exhausted you are, how despite your best efforts you aren't resting.

And that feels wrong to him. Mortals need sleep, he knows that one.

So he starts thinking, planning, anything to try to solve this problem.

His solution is to pull you into his arms, literally letting the night embrace you.

It's cold, don't get him wrong. He knows he's not warm to the touch. He is all the dark spaces littered with stars, he is vastness and infinity made finite in order to even touch you.

But somehow, it's the only way he can think of helping you, resting his large cool hand over your eyes, and rumbling stories of the universe's creation to you, until you drift off to sleep.

And maybe he stays to make sure you do sleep. He's not telling.

Dark and Stimming

He's used to constant movement. You try being friends with Wilford through two different lives now and not get used to a man constantly in fluid motion, gesturing wildly with drink or weapon in hand.

He's not used to the tighter motons, rapid and repeated, or slow and drawn out, or the rare larger ones, the ones that feel more like Wilford, but repeated. He watches, observes. Never judges, oh no. Just...inspects, almost.

He recognizes it for what it is, after a time. Starts to pick up on which motions are for which emotions, what instances offer what.

And maybe...maybe he finds ways to make the happy stimming more common, or keeps an eye out for the negative emotions, and finds ways to guide or soothe them.

You're in constant motion, and for a man facing eternity, the ability to see so much life where he's lost his own. SO many emotions when most of what he feels is rage or emptiness...he lives a little through you.

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Tbh we need more Illinois headcanons in the fandom - maybe some where he tries to deny his own feelings until he can't anymore 👀👀

You're so right, anon.

Illinois Can't Help His Feelings

He tries to, is the thing. He really truly honestly does, and he doesn't know when it started.

Was it when you first sassed him back, catching him off guard?

Or was it when he first met you and couldn't believe you were real and then you looked at him?

Maybe it was the way you spoke about the same things he loved with the same burst of excitement?

At this point he doesn't know, doesn't care. All he knows is he's got this twisted feeling inside him screaming about how he wants to know how your hand feels in his

how your lips feel against his

what you'd taste like: the last thing you ate? a flavored lip balm? or maybe just pure want like he had?

and that's not even getting into the thoughts that burn him late at night, alone, as he thinks of you and his most fervent dreams, ones that eat at him guiltily when he sees you next-

and then it's like a dam breaks.

Everything he does, everything that happens reminds him of you and he's going to fucking break at this rate.

And it's so rough because he feels like he needs you by his side, and he has no idea if you feel the same.

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Welcome back friend, it's always so wonderful to see you and wishing you wellness <333. Maybe headcanon request for Eric/and what being besties with him would be like?

Thank you! :D It's good to be back and feel like I can get back into the swing of things!

Besties with Eric

You're used to him being nervous. He's always been kind of on edge about how people perceive him. Especially with his prosthetics.

If anything, his stutter grows stronger around you, simply because he's so excited.

You also get so inundated with animal facts. So many animal facts.

He's also just all around smart, and by encouraging him, you get to really see him shine.

Most surprisingly, he's fiercely protective. Eric tends to be a bit of a pushover when it comes to defending himself, a kind of common trend with people who are still healing from trauma, but when it comes to you? He'll try to fight anyone who tried to insult you.

The sleepovers and movie nights are choice. He's learned the fine art of pillow forts.

Also so many friendship bracelets and charms.