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#Nickname headcanons
showstopper35 · 2 years
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Nicknames the Valorant Agents Would Give You
a/n: my special talent is hopping in and out of fandoms and never apologising for them. Also, cypher is my favourite dilf, and I will not take any criticism at this time.
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Sage: Tián (甜, sweet), beloved, sweetheart, love
Killjoy: Nerd (affectionately), sweetheart, spark
Jett: Dove, sweetheart, heart, breezy
Brimstone: Beloved, my dear, dove, angel
Chamber: Chérie, bien-aimé, love, darling, doll
Cypher: Love, sweetheart, Mahbub (محبوب, lovely), princess/prince/majesty
Breach: Honey, älsking, darling, my dear
Viper: My poison, love, darling, my sweet
Astra: Stardust, darling, my star, my light, starlight
Yoru: Kichō (貴重, precious), love, beloved, sweetheart, dumbass (affectionately)
Harbor: Dove, darling, sweetheart, pearl
Fade: Kitten/kitty, love, my little meow-meow (ironically), doll
Skye: Love, dove, birdie, honey, my dear
Reyna: Cariño, doll, dear, love, sweetie
Sova: Kotenok (котенок, kitten), love, darling, my heart
Phoenix: Love, doll, sweetheart, princess/prince/majesty
Neon: My light, sweetie, sweetheart, Mahal (love), wish-heart
Omen: My light/light of my life, my dear, my heart
Kay/O: Spark, sweetspark, love, dear, my sweetheart
Raze: Mi amor, babe, amorzinho, also fond of of saying “U da bomb, baby”
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zoroshark · 1 year
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[Headcanon] Cheeky surprise 
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minionsunclee · 2 months
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Nothing I could get my rocks off to
Anyway kind of ironic that it’s called downtime when it’s always the most stressful part of the season
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mimimunson · 4 months
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nicknames / steddie / headcanon
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steve has some really stupid nicknames for eddie.
- the flash (bro is so hyperactive and theatrical all the time)
- echo (he repeats the questions you ask him every single time)
- trouble (“oh here comes trouble” ARE YOU KIDDING)
- eds (he usually uses this in passing or when he’s tired)
- daddy
- pretty boy (he’s right and he should say it with chest.)
- edward (only when he’s being annoying)
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All of Young Justice has a running joke where they address each other with the softest, mushiest terms of endearment (and totally mean them as well) and it stuns the fuck out of the Batfam that Tim, the guy who wouldn't talk to anyone for a day after calling Bruce 'dad' out loud, is so willing to proclaim Anita his soulmate and call Bart the love of his life whenever he introduces him to anyone
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spacebubblehomebase · 2 months
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Here's a Huskerdust headcanon!
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Every other pet name Angel gave Husk before is inferior to their own inside joke that is "Loser" and "Baby~!" 🥹💕 Made some Cherrisnake too! Because my new AU will be heavily focused on Chaggie + Radioapple, so we gotta show them some love before I hyperfixate on the others. Thus, this is the calm before the storm, should I say? I hope to have your support then too! ^v^
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-Bubbly💙
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tetheredfeathers · 2 months
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I have this headcanon that Katniss is a very good poet/writer. Her thoughts have always been so poetic, like who the hell calls a boy she fake loves "dandelion in the spring, that means rebirth instead of destruction" like be fr. And at the end of Mockinjay she says something like I make a list in my head of every good thing I've seen someone do.
Post mockingjay she spends her days in the woods writing for hours and hours. It's good therapy for her as well, she writes about Prim, Rue, Cinna, Finnick, Boggs, Peeta's father. Sometimes she writes down her nightmares, fears, the arena, her time in District in 13.
But mostly she writes about Peeta, how she is so afraid of loosing him, and that she's so grateful he came back to her. She writes about how nice it feels to run her fingers through his blonde curls, and his eyelashes oh my eyelashes, miss girly has 5 whole pages dedicated to his eyelashes. She writes about his strong arms, how they ripple when he's kneading dough and how he effortlessly lifts her into his arms like she weighs nothing. She writes and writes and writes.
One day Peeta eyes her notebook curiously, he sees her with it all the time but never has the guts to ask her what's in it. One day he finally gives in and asks her, and Katniss blushes furiously before saying 'just some stuff I wrote'. He asks if he can see it, and she reluctantly hands it to him, it's not that Katniss minds letting him see it, she's just a bit shy. Peeta immediately starts crying right through the first couple pages, Katniss gets all nervous and asks him if she wrote something wrong. He cries even more at that and reassures her that nothings her wrong just that her words are beautiful he can't help it.
When he reaches the more later part of the book, he gets all cheeky and teases her about how badly downn she is for him. She get's all defensive and pretends to get mad and leave. He pouts and apologizes 'I'm sorry birdie, come here'. He wraps his big strong arms around her, carries her upstairs and he makes love to her all night long.
Later he smirks to himself and says 'I can't believe I ever thought that Gale stood a chance'
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whathorselegs · 5 months
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Listen, I know Dazai and Chuuya's silly little nicknames are fun and all but sometimes I just sit and think about how Dazai says Chuuya's name so much during their interactions. Like an unnecessary amount of times. There are compilation videos of Dazai just saying his name, its that much.
Chuuya, whose had his identity and humanity denied so many times. He was made to be King of Sheep over just Chuuya, Arahabaki over just a boy, he was told he was a clone, a personality made from codes, a vessel. The man who claimed he was his brother told him he could never be considered human.
In the mafia he's one of the few people who seems not to have a code name. Albatross, Pianoman, Lippmann, Doc, Iceman, The Demon Prodigy, Boss, Black Lizard, The Mafia's Dog. Chuuya doesn't have something like this. I'm not counting The Gravity Manipulator because that's just referring to his ability. And Soukoku is his partnership with Dazai, not just himself.
I think not having a code name is by choice. His name is important to him.
And Dazai says it over and over again.
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explodingstarlight · 2 years
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weaponizing your newfound "youngest" child status
everyone go read @snailsnaps fic "Alpha Stage"-- de-aged Donnie is giving me LIFE
👉 something of a sequel to this
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steddieas-shegoes · 1 year
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It’s not that Steve didn’t want a tattoo.
He’d wanted one for years. Just something to piss off his parents the way they pissed him off constantly.
Asking when he’d find a girlfriend (he wouldn’t, he’s gay), when he’d find a better job (he liked his job as a guidance counselor), when he’d move out of the tiny apartment he shared with that girl who couldn’t give them grandchildren (Robin gagged at the mere thought of any of that).
But Robin promised she’d go with him when he made this appointment a month ago and she’d just cancelled at the last minute. Something about a work emergency.
She didn’t have a work emergency. She worked at a Starbucks.
He knew what she was doing. It’s what she always did.
“I just wanna get you out of your shell! People should see the Steve that I see!”
Robin did get a different version of Steve, one that didn’t feel like he had to hide his surprisingly bubbly personality. His students got a calm, kind counselor. But everyone else?
They’d be lucky to get a smile during a conversation.
He wasn’t, like, an asshole.
He just had asshole tendencies.
Robin called him her Oscar The Grouch.
He allowed it because deep down, he knew it was true.
And now he was even MORE grumpy because he had to get this tattoo alone. In a place he’d almost certainly be the outcast in his glasses and business casual attire. With people judging him for not already having tattoos and piercings at the age of 27.
Robin owed him.
When he walked into the shop, he was surprised to hear classic rock instead of heavy metal. The front counter was covered in pictures of bands Steve didn’t know, tattoos he would never get, and signs that had enough vulgar words to fill up the swear jar he kept in the apartment for shits and giggles.
Nervous was an understatement.
A head popped around the corner, bright smile lighting up the face of a man who looked like he belonged here.
“Be right there!”
Steve didn’t bother to say anything because as soon as he started to respond, the head was gone.
He frowned, but figured the guy might be with another client and he was pretty sure they had rules about touching things with their gloves on. At least, he hoped they did.
He stared down at the picture on his phone.
It was small, simple. Something he wouldn’t even have to cover up at work.
One of his students drew it for him last year when he’d missed some work because of the flu. He’d only missed two days, but because he so rarely missed, his regulars were pretty worried about him.
His regulars being three students who sat with him during their lunch period to avoid bullies.
It was a sun, with beautiful yellows and oranges combining into a near perfect circle, small lines randomly jutting out and fading into nothing.
It was beautiful art.
And he was getting it permanently etched onto his body.
He loved his students, what could he say?
The head popped back around the corner, interrupting his thoughts again.
“Sorry for the wait. I had a customer on the phone. How can I help ya?”
“Steve Harrington. Here for a 6:00 appointment?”
The guy beamed at him, nodding along.
“Perfect! You said you already knew what you wanted?”
Steve held up his phone to show this still nameless guy the picture.
“You want the colors like that?”
“If you can.”
“If I can, he says! Of course I can! This is really nice. Did you make this?”
Steve snorted, but he wasn’t that amused. This guy was like a ball of energy and Steve was already exhausted.
“No. One of my students did.”
“Oh, are you a teacher?”
“Guidance counselor.”
“That’s cool! So you, like, make sure the youths of today are on the right path? Keep them interested in the right things?”
Steve blinked at this man.
“I guess, yeah. So can we uh, get started…”
“Oh shit! I always forget to introduce myself to the newbies. Eddie.” He held out his hand towards Steve to shake. Steve stared down at it for a moment, knowing his face was doing that judgy thing Robin always warned him about, but not being able to stop it. “Not a handshake guy?”
Steve cleared his throat, finally reaching his hand up to shake Eddie’s.
The rings on Eddie’s fingers were cold against his own, his grip was strong but not the type of string that made Steve uncomfortable.
Eddie was smiling at him. He never stopped smiling, this guy.
It was kind of…cute. Steve would never admit it to anyone, but the way Eddie just seemed genuinely happy was really doing it for him.
That was annoying.
When he finally remember to let go, Eddie was already turning around to grab a piece of paper from the shelf behind him.
“I’m just gonna have you send that to this email,” he pointed to the contact info on the piece of paper he’d grabbed. “And I’ll get it printed on transfer paper so we can get started.”
Steve nodded and sent the picture as requested.
He ignored the shaking of his hands. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s just a tattoo. Most adults have them. Robin had four. Eddie here seemed to have hundreds.
Eddie must have noticed his visible anxiety. He felt Eddie’s hand on his arm, squeezing gently.
“First tattoo?”
“Is it that obvious?”
“Nah. I’ve just done a lot of first tattoos.” Eddie pulled up the picture on his own phone while he spoke. “I promise it’ll be easier than you’re thinking.”
“I’m not worried about the pain.”
Eddie glanced up at him quickly, then back down at the phone in his hand.
“It’s just permanent, ya know?”
Eddie let out a laugh and held up both of his arms, fully covered in tattoos.
“I know. That’s what’s great. Nothing in life is permanent, but these are. Even when you’re long gone, these will still be on your body.”
Steve hadn’t thought about it like that.
Permanence was something he’d always struggled with. It’s why he was so standoffish according to the two therapists he’d tried talking to. His parents had never given him an idea of what someone staying around was like, his friendships all ended when he realized he wanted to be a better person than they were capable of being, and his only serious relationship ended when he was ready for marriage and she wasn’t.
He’d been through a lot of personal growth since then, most of it thanks to Robin and some experiences at the gay clubs she took him to, and now he felt better about who he was.
He just didn’t think anyone or anything would stick around.
Robin was proving she might, but only time would tell. Plenty of time for Steve to fuck it up.
“You can still back out, man. I won’t charge you the cancellation fee or anything.”
Oh, how nice. Eddie thought he was a wimp and wasn’t even gonna follow his own policy to let him back out.
That’s shameful. He was ashamed.
“Not backing out.”
He folded his arms in front of his chest, trying to tone down the glare he could feel on his own face.
Eddie threw his hands up as he waited for the printer to finish.
“Alright. Just letting you have an out.”
Eddie looked over the few copies he’d printed, all slightly different sizes, and then lined them up on the counter facing Steve.
“What size were you thinking? Where’s this going?”
Steve pointed to the middle one, barely an inch wide.
“I was thinking my wrist?”
Eddie smiled at him.
“Sounds good, sunshine.”
Oh. That was not good.
That little thing his stomach just did?
Nope. Not good at all.
Eddie walked around the counter and gestured for Steve to follow him around the corner.
Steve found himself in awe of the room he was walking into.
He’d never seen such variety in anything. Some of it resembled the front counter, but there was also a Bob Marley poster, a rainbow flag, a whole wall of funny bumper stickers, and graffiti along the ceiling.
It was certainly a lot for the eyes to take in.
Steve kind of loved it.
He even let out a smile.
He quickly hid it away again when he heard Eddie hit his hand against the chair.
“Got it all clean already for ya. Just take a seat and get comfy.” Eddie reached over grab some gloves from a shelf before he sat in front of Steve. “Gonna put this on you first. Make sure the placement is good. Then I’ll shave that area and get all my stuff ready to go. The tattoo itself probably won’t take more than an hour, and most of that will be shading these beautiful colors. Need anything before we get started? Water? Bathroom? Snack?”
Steve’s head was spinning.
Eddie’s energy was relentless, and he had a smile on his face the entire time.
Steve couldn’t help smiling back at him.
“I’m good. Thanks.”
Eddie nodded and started humming along to the song playing over the speakers.
He went through everything quickly, but still took his time explaining everything. Steve was kind of grateful he didn’t have to sit in silence; His brain wasn’t his friend when there was silence.
“Alright, sunshine. If you’re good, I’m good.”
Steve felt his face heat up, blush spreading from his cheeks to his neck.
“I’m good.”
And then he started.
It was sharp, the needles carving ink into his skin causing a new sensation up his entire arm. But it was also…good?
He’d expected it to be painful, maybe even go numb. He hadn’t expected the pain to feel like this.
He lost focus. Everything felt distant and blurry, but in a sleepy way, not in a pass out way. Steve felt himself smiling slightly, but didn’t have the energy to stop it.
He was watching Eddie work, but wasn’t really seeing anything beyond the way his fingers splayed his skin tight and the tattoo gun left ink behind.
His eyes closed at some point, but he wasn’t asleep, the faint buzz of the tattoo gun keeping him present enough to stay awake.
“Hey, sunshine. Doing alright?”
“Hm?”
He tried to focus in on Eddie’s face. Eddie was very close. He was holding his wrist.
Steve was still here.
“Need a break?”
“No. I’m good.”
Eddie chuckled. “I’d say so.”
He continued, and Steve let his mind wander again. It was nice to drift. He’d never felt this relaxed before, not even during the massage Robin got him for his birthday last year.
“Alright, sunshine. You’re done.”
Steve looked down at the tattoo now covering his wrist.
It was beautiful, even better than the picture.
He started to cry.
If he wasn’t so far gone, he’d probably be embarrassed or angry about it, but surely other people had cried after a tattoo before. Maybe Eddie would just ignore it.
“Oh, sweetheart. Do you not like it?”
“No. I love it.” Steve took a shaky breath, then another. “It’s beautiful. Thank you.”
Eddie was rubbing his back and smiling sadly down at him.
“I’m glad you love it. I just have to wrap it up and go over some care instructions, okay?”
“Okay.”
Steve was never this vulnerable, not even with Robin. He was pretty sure she’d only actually seen him cry once when a student moved away.
His whole thing was that he didn’t show emotions. His job required it to an extent, though he was always caring to his students, giving them smiles when they came in to make them feel welcome.
But here he was smiling and crying to a stranger over a tattoo.
“Sunshine?”
“Yeah?”
“Got you some water. I need you to look at me while I go over the instructions okay?”
“Okay.”
He felt himself coming back down to earth as he looked at Eddie, a soft smile making Steve focus in on his mouth.
“That’s good. Keep this wrapped for four hours at least and longer if you’ll be outside. When you take it off, make sure you wash it with antibacterial soap gently and then use moisturizing lotion, unscented is best. If you need some, I can give you some. Make sure to keep it moisturized over the next week. It’ll peel a little, that’s normal, but if you see anything that’s a lot of color falling out or something, come see me and I can fix it. No long exposure to direct sunlight for at least 4 weeks, and use sunscreen on it if you think you will be.” He took a breath and smirked. “Got it?”
“Um.”
He handed over a paper with a laugh.
“It’s all right here. I just needed you to come back down from space. Drink your water and relax for a minute. I’ll go get the card reader.”
Steve did as he was told, enjoying the way the ice cold water helped him focus back in on his surroundings.
With the focus came the grumpiness. He was crashing from his adrenaline high, and his first instinct was to pout.
He didn’t think he was visibly doing so until he heard Eddie snort from a few feet away.
“Welcome back. Sorry to burst your bubble. If I didn’t have another client in 20 minutes, I’d probably have let you stay there for a bit. Seems like you needed it.”
“I. What do you mean? I was just zoned out.”
Eddie froze where he was typing something into his phone.
“Have you never…? Oh. Jesus Christ. Okay. Well. I don’t.” He looked genuinely concerned about what to do. “Okay. I don’t feel comfortable letting you be alone yet. Do you have someone you live with or who can hang out for a bit?”
“My roommate had a work emergency or she’d be here.”
Steve’s arms were crossed again, but the pull of the wrap around his wrist reminded him of the dull ache he was still experiencing. It made him shiver, but he couldn’t explain why.
“Okay. Can you stick around for a bit? I’ve got an office with a couch in the back.”
“Are you gonna tell me why?”
“Ever heard of sub space?”
“Like…the kinky thing?”
Eddie facepalmed.
“Yeah. Like the kinky thing.”
“I mean, I’ve heard of it. Why?”
“You just spent the last hour in it.”
Steve was usually pretty good at keeping a pretty stoic face, but his jaw dropped.
“No I didn’t.”
“Sunshine, you were gone. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone that deep from a tattoo before.”
“If this is just a way to get me alone in your office or something…”
“Steve. I know you don’t know me, but I would never do that. If I wanted to get you alone, I’d just ask you.”
“I’m sure I’d say no.”
“Exactly. So you’ll stay so I can keep an eye on you?”
Steve shrugged. He didn’t have anything else to do and Robin wouldn’t be home for hours.
“I guess.”
Eddie’s eyes were practically glittering.
“Good. Go lay down, sunshine. I’ll bring you more water in a minute.”
So despite Steve having no idea what just happened, and barely any idea who Eddie even was beyond a talented tattoo artist, he made his way to the office and curled up on the couch.
Pout firmly in place because he was still Steve, after all.
Chapter 2 /  Chapter 3
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oneluckydragon · 9 months
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BREAKING NEWS!!! Local idiot ghost absolutely blown away when boyfriend gives him a nickname for the first time, more info after this broadcast.
Bonus pet-name edition:
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(Yeah I know it's ooc for grovyle to EVER use the term "babe" but lets go ahead and assume he's done it accidentally a few times rather than intentionally. He's deeply in love with the dumb ghostman, ok. Sometimes it just slips out.)
Dusknoir is still recovering from hearing it. And when he finally calls grovyle "love" himself on accident a few days later, he falls deathly ill for two weeks cause his body couldn't handle the aftermath and started rapidly shutting down on a molecular level.
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kazutora-kurokawa · 2 months
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TokRev x Insecure!Reader
♡ SFW->NSFW, fem reader, fluff, praise, reader is nervous of intimacy because of her body, oral->fem receiving, mirror sex, riding, breeding kink ♡
Characters: Baji, Kakucho, Takemichi, Sanzu
note: requested by @my-13-reason-why 🩵
edit: added Sanzu
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Baji
🔥 Laughs when you tell him you're insecure about your body because HOW??? WHY???
🔥 In his opinion (which is the right opinion) you're the most beautiful woman he's ever met and some silly insecurities aren't gonna stop him from devouring you
🔥 Eats you out extra slow so he can fully appreciate your body
"You should really see yourself right now cutie, look so fucking perfect ♡"
Kakucho
🩷 Doesn't initiate anything because he's not in any rush, he can wait as long as you need
🩷 When he finds out that you've been hesitant to do stuff with him because of your body he almost loses his marbles
🩷 Decides to fuck you in front of a mirror so that you can see yourself from his perspective
"Don't look away darling, I want you to see how pretty you look for me~"
Takemichi
🍀 Cries because he thinks he caused you to be insecure about yourself
🍀 Showers you in praises because you're absolutely perfect in his eyes
🍀 Let's you ride him so you can set the pace and feel more comfortable
"S-slow down princess, want you to be on top of me for as long as possible~"
Sanzu
🌸 Understands how you feel because he's always been insecure about his scars
🌸 Reassures you that he loves every inch of you, even the parts you don't like
🌸 Breeds you all night to show that he loves you
"F-fuck angel, you look so damn good underneath me, so nice and full ♡"
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@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @giugiette @katkusuo @happy-trenchcoated-impala @drunkcheesecake @darkstarlight82 @reiners-milkbiddies
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ivoryrisuet · 3 months
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I really love to think that the demons of the Ghost city admire Xie Lian not only as Hua Chengzhu's husband, but also as a person. Like, they don't tend to hide their emotions when it comes to such things and I feel like most of them truly love and respect their kings(even Qi Rong), because ghosts value actions more than words. And Xie Lian... is a perfect idol. He truly cares for the demons and they can't help but respond with the same warmth and respect.
In the beginning they were too afraid to say a word against Crimson Rain's spouse, but eventually they got to know Xie Lian better and realised that he doesn't care about their past and just does nice things without even manifesting it.
So yeah, when a heavenly official shows up in disguise they mostly hear praise towards a wacky but kind grand uncle.
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emma-d-klutz · 2 years
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ok ok ok I am all for the “people suspect Batman and Bruce Wayne are dating” identity shenanigans. I am all for the “Batman and Bruce Wayne seem to hate each other” identity shenanigans. And I am all aboard the “WE funds Batman because they are notorious frenemies with a common goal and a VERY similar insanity” identity shenanigans. All of these for both fanon and canon. But if I may propose an extra option that I harbor in my head? Would you all kindly humor me if I were to say...
Batman, grumbling after being questioned about his relationship to Bruce Wayne by the Justice League: Pearly is like... an annoying little brother. Who you want to push down the stairs...and watch his head crack open. ....But if anyone else hurt him, I’d throw them into deep space. 
Bruce Wayne, with no small bitterness, while being abducted by a rogue and questioned on his relationship to Batman: The Batman? He’s like an overprotective older brother who sticks his nose into all of my business and always has something to say about it but is evidently never around when I actually need him.
Bruce Wayne’s official Twitter tweets out “Bitch!” with no context. An egg profile labeled notbatman23894984 responds, “Whore.”
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lxvvie · 9 months
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Price, when he gets home, craves the intimacy he missed the moment he walked out the door.
You're swept up into his embrace and you return it with equal intensity; he buries his nose in the crook of your neck and it hits him that he's home. His hug is firm. Warm. Loving. It's simply him and he doesn't have to be Captain John Price right now. He can be John, John-John, Jack, Jackie, or any other pet name you always come up with.
He relishes the moment. And then he feels the familiar squeeze of your hands on his ass.
Price lets out a breathy chuckle.
It feels good to be home.
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AO3 is back up but I’m still writing Nimona headcanons
I feel like the main trio are all really bad at taking care of themselves 
Nimona can go a long time without eating drinking or sleeping so it's really easy for her to fall into a pattern of not taking care of herself until she’s sluggish and snappy
At first it was really hard for the boys to distinguish her food withdrawals from her normal chaos 
When they do figure it out they make sure she eats and drinks at least once a day even if it small
It took a minute for her to adapt to this because she views taking care of herself as a hobby
But after a while she realizes that they’re just looking out for her so she goes along with it
Every once and a while Bal gets hyper-fixated on certain projects which causes him to forget to eat and sleep
Nimona once asked Ambrosius why he doesn’t do anything to stop these habits to which he responded “Oh believe me Nim I’ve tried it’s better to just let him get it out of his system”
Nimona still didn’t understand this and tried to force Bal to get up and take care of himself 
Which just ended with Nimona being on the other side of a verbal thrashing and then quickly shoved out of Bal’s workspace
Ambrosius didn’t even bat an eye 
Just walked around Nimona into the room with some food and water and then quickly left him alone
After that Nimona started to leave Bal snacks and pillows in his workshop when he eventually crashed  
(And occasionally carrying him to his room when Ambrosius was too tired to carry him) 
Bal also forgets to charge his arm 
So it’s not uncommon for his arm to die and stay locked in that position 
One time Ambrosius walked into the kitchen to find Bal hunched in an awkward position over his coffee and he didn’t flinch 
Just gave him a straw and a kiss on his head before he left for work
Another time Nimona walked into the living room to find them cuddled on the couch 
And they start their normal rant of “Ew gross get a room” 
To which Ambrosius replied “I would if I could Nim” 
She was quietly informed that Bal fell asleep and his arm died shortly after and Ambrosius has been stuck like this for hours waiting for Bal to wake up
Nimona laughed so hard they almost woke Bal up
They started storing chargers all around the house after that 
So I have a headcanon that I kind of hinted at in my other post 
But I’m fully convinced that Ambrosius' shoulder is fucked after the movie (he also has scars because I said so)
Because no way in hell can this man take a blast like that to his shoulder and walk away perfectly fine 
Nah that man will be doing PT exercises for the rest of his life 
And this dork forgets to do his exercises until he’s literally on the floor writhing in pain
Bal has tried just about everything to get him to remember 
He’ll leave notes around the house, he’ll remind him before he leaves for work, writing it into his workout routine 
Nimona told him “Boss you’re being too soft” and quickly switched tactics 
Now you might be wondering what method Nimona used and that's simple he started blackmailing Ambrosius 
Nimona started to warn Ambrosius “If you don’t do your exercises I’ll tell boss what happened to the last slice of cake” or “I’ll release the video of you singing at the top of your lungs while cleaning the house” 
And the stupid thing is it worked 
Ambrosius always says shit like “I should have left you in that box on the side of the road” to which Nimona responds with “Nah you’d miss me too much”
He also had a bad habit of getting sucked into little projects like trying to rebuild the city and fixing all the brainwashing that's been going on since the institute was created
You know small tasks for one person
And this dork will stay locked in his office until Nimona and Bal drag his overdramatic ass out
He always makes a big deal about it too screaming shit like “Oh please help me the heroes of the realm are kidnapping me an innocent bystander while I was simply doing my job!”
I feel like Bal and Ambrosius have a lot of nicknames for Nimona “Nim” is the most common 
“Hun” and “kid” are used a couple of times but not nearly as often as the weird ones 
Like “tornado” “tsunami” “hurricane” and “forest fire”
And if we're getting really sappy “starlight”
Now if you're wondering where this one came from I’ll tell you 
When Bal and Ambrosius were little beans Bal called Ambrosius “sunshine” 
It was supposed to be ironic but after that he started calling Bal “moonbeam” 
And Ambrosius jokes that Nimona completes their little astronomy shtick 
She pretended to be grossed out and lets Bal hug her and Bal and Ambrosius pretended not to notice the tears on Bals shirt
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