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rowwiz · 10 days

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chapter 3 of my fic is out who wants it (4 is nearly ready to ship so just you wait clock is ticking so let's just do it no taboos light the fuse this is it)

black aizawa btw. love that man. should've been dark skinned what with how black coded he otherwise was.

there is also a bold text version i made for my dyslexic friend if you prefer that

#death note #lawlight #death note fanfiction #lawlight fanfiction #l lawliet #light yagami #touta matsuda #soichiro yagami #beyond birthday #LABB references #kanzou mogi #shuichi aizawa #black headcanons

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ciboriaadastra · 8 months

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It's Blacktober, so I'm gonna be brave and drop all the Black headcanons I currently have for DC

Putting it under a read more because I added a lot more notes than I originally thought I was going to.

Dick Grayson — Afro-Romani. Nicknamed Cricket because he was a super skinny kid with ADHD who chattered almost nonstop

Jason Todd — Afro-Filipino (3rd generation). Nicknames include Jay-Jay, JT, Jaypee (spelled exactly that way), PJ, and Peter Poppins (he brought an umbrella to a cookout once because the forecast said it was gonna rain, somebody made fun of him, the nickname stuck). Jason Peter Todd just sounds like a name that's simultaneously Black and Filipino idk. Black Millennial name + I swear so many Filipinos are named Jason, especially in the U.S. They named him Peter after St. Peter (he doesn't have to come up with a Confirmation saint and name himself like I had to...man, Jason would be just old enough to get the sacrament just to die the same year.)

Selina Kyle — Eartha Kitt is my live action Catwoman. I need not say more.

Harvey Dent — Black mama and white dad. Old folks who knew him exclusively called him Junior, never by name. Harvey Dent just sounds like an old Black man's name too, like I'm pretty sure a distant cousin on my dad's side is called Harvey. Also, I never see Black characters as mob bosses, so I'm gonna lay my grubby little hands on him. I actually wrote a whole essay on the social commentary that could be explored if Harvey was a lightskinned Black man, but I'm gonna keep that to myself for now.

Minhkhoa Khan — Mom is Black, Malay, and Filipino. Dad is Chinese, Vietnamese, and Thai. I don't have nicknames for him yet (I'd also have to find an excuse for characters to give him any </3)

Walk with me on this one. I'm imagining this haircut as curly on top with a fade rather than just straight hair with an undercut. I don't think he has 4 type hair; but if he did have 4b or 4c, he'd be the guy who'd laser focus on picking his hair so he can ignore you </3

For his mullet era, see Prince for reference. I think people only hate mullets because they're almost always seen with straight hair, and straight hair cannot emulate the sheer cunt that curls serve in every moment tbh.

Also, this just looks like a durag to me. Seems to be tied like one. Every time someone draws this head covering, it looks exactly like a durag. What does he need a durag for if not to keep moisture and protect his curl pattern?

He's also my personal win for the kingdom of Blasia.

Halo from the Young Justice cartoon — she's mixed Black to me. I think Qurac is meant to based on Iraq? So maybe she's Black and Iraqi. idk I just think Black Muslims should be seen more in media.

Everyone in the Superfamily — I read that one post years ago about how logically Kryptonians should be darkskinned if their powers come from absorbing yellow son energy (people without color reflect it instead) + someone else talking about Afro-Latino Superboy. I agree with all their points (don't ask me for either of these posts, it was three fandom lifetimes ago).

Zatanna Zatara — that one post on twitter fancasting Ayo Edebiri as Zatanna. I am walking together with that person. I see the vision. A win for #BlackGirlMagic. Give "Justice League Dark" new meaning (you can throw tomatoes for that one)

#blacktober #Black headcanons #DC comics #I just think most of Bruce's lovers are Black (Harvey & Minhkhoa & Selina & Clark to be clear)#I hate that I have to make that clear. this is a no batcest zone.#anyways yes I am projecting now leave me alone. they're niggas to me #Also I wanted dickkory to be blk4blk too not just t4t #if this post becomes unrebloggable and you can't reply it's because They got my ass #I cleared the 5 tag rule so here are the character tags for personal organization #dick grayson #jason todd #selina kyle #harvey dent #minhkhoa khan #gabrielle dhou #zatanna zatara #clark kent #superfamily

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kai-strophics · 2 years

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Edited Hunter but if he was Biologically Darius' kid (kept his eyes the same cus why not)

#art #my art #edits #my edits #the owl house #toh #queer #lgbt #gay #hunter #toh hunter #hunter wittebane #golden guard #darius #toh darius #darius deamonne #black headcanons #black character #i love how this came out

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julieemarine · 1 year

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Tsuyu Asui is Jamaican/Japanese for two reasons:

Her hero costume resembles the Jamaican flag. 🇯🇲🇯🇲🇯🇲🇯🇲

I’m Caribbean-American and I say so. 🇭🇹🇭🇹🇭🇹🇭🇹

#tsuyu asui #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #headcanon #headcanons #bnha headcannons #mha headcanons #black headcanon #black headcanons #race headcanons #jamaica

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goreking890 · 2 years

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Friendly reminder that this is just a headcanon/ through I had

I just had a silly little thought of what if helluva boss was the same but stolas was black and no I don't mean feathers

I dunno I just like the idea of stolas being black

HEALTHY STRONG BLACK MAN ❗❗

Also, stolas is black because I am

#hit the slay button #black rights #lgbt #helluva stolas #black headcanons

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jesterraconteuse · 24 days

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You don't understand there's a part of me that wants Alfred Pennyworth to never age but there's another part that's like

As Alfred grows older his body grows tired and everyone notices. And for Bruce that's his surrogate father. For everyone else that's Grandpa. Immediately there's a secret boot camp in the Batcave for everyone to start learning how to better care for themselves. Selina Kyle assisting of course.

There's already disability accommodations for Barbara so they just need to tweak and add some stuff. They've learned from her needs and start researching on how to care for the elderly for Alfred specifically.

On paper he's still a butler but really everyone (who lives or stays for a long time in Wayne manor) makes sure they learn how to do the hardwork for themselves. Most of his job is just to be there for them honestly. They insist on doing things for themselves.

But Alfred is Alfred. So he knows what's going on. And he's so deeply proud of them. He doesn't let him do anything he insists he can or wants do himself. He's still his own person after all, and they gradually learn his boundaries and patterns.

Bruce keeps paying him but not in a way you'd pay a butler usually. More in a way where you'd send money to your retired parents.

Do you see my vision?

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violent138 · 1 month

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The idea of the Batkids doing normal people things while suited up is hilarious to me, you know, like Red Robin and Spoiler making the 9 o'clock news while racing through a grocery store because they totally forgot to get the things Alfred asked them to bring for the family dinner. Or Damian and Dick swinging into the Bludhaven Zoo mid-patrol because Dami really wanted to see the new baby tiger. Red Hood buying lemonade from a kid's stand and then standing there awkwardly messing with his helmet, trying not to hurt the kid's feelings. Black Bat, on a particularly tiring day randomly appeared in the nosebleeds of the ballet hall and started sniping phones out of people's hands. Or Signal and a deeply irritated Batman changing out a blown-out tyre in some back alley, earning amused looks.

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oldmannapping · 4 months

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Crack HC, because is there any other kind?

Bruce realises embarrassingly late that his Batkids can’t swim.

Gotham’s beach water is pure chemicals and sewage, and the city’s public school funding doesn’t exactly prioritise teaching kids to swim. Steph, Duke and Jason had never seen a swimming pool before meeting Bruce.

Tim’s parents meant to sign him up for swim lessons after he fell into their indoor fountain when he was three and nearly drowned - it would have been so embarrassing if it happened when they had guests! - but forgot.

So Bruce is like. Oh no my baby-soldiers must learn to swim.

Damian insists that since the League trained him to withstand waterboarding, he’s fine. Bruce pulls a muscle in his cheek from clenching his jaw so hard.

Dick insists that he can swim and manages one impressive mermaid-style undulation before becoming disoriented and slamming into the wall.

Duke covers himself in floaties and clings to a pool noodle for dear life, eschewing dignity because “this isn’t how I die”.

Conversely, Tim sinks like a stone, curls up on the bottom of the pool, and waits for death.

Cass, with the lowest body fat percentage, also sinks but manages to squeeze into one of the drains. She re-emerges six hours later in an estuary in New Jersey.

Steph refuses to let go of the wall by the deep end, scuttling away like a crab when Bruce tries to poke her into the water with a skimmer net.

Jason scoffs at them all and manages a perfect swan dive before flailing and crashing into Steph, causing both of them to panic and use each other as ladders to get out.

Alfred asks Barbara for the security camera footage and makes everyone watch it twice a year to keep their egos in check.

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yourlocal-edgelord · 16 days

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Cass: Baby brother

*Jason Tim and Damian look up in response*

*Jason and Damian noticing each other looking up*

Damian: She’s talking to me Todd

Jason: Pretty sure she was talking to me pipsqueak

Cass shaking her head: baby brother hurt

Jason with a cut on his forearm: Told ya it was me *sticks out tongue*

*Tim trying to hide the fact he dislocated his shoulder while creeping upstairs*

Cass pointing up at tim: Baby brother

*offended noises from both jason and damian*

Jason clutching his heart in mock hurt: I thought i was your baby brother cass

#Cass:*rolling her eyes*#*stalks upto tim*#*grabs tim and drags him to med bay*#Tim just wanted coffee #batfam #batfamily #batfam headcanons #tim drake #jason todd #red robin #red hood #cassandra cain #orphan #black bat #damian wayne #dc robin #robin #batsiblings

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kanekisfavoritegf · 2 months

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minors & blank blogs DNI pls🩷

Emo!Choso has got a big dick and he doesn’t know it.

Emo!Choso is soooo confused as to why he has to wait for a little before plowing into you once he had sunken into your cunt entirely.

Emo!Choso can not comprehend why you end up with a teary face and drool running down your mouth once you cum.

Emo!Choso simply doesn’t get it. Until one night, after three rounds, he feels a weak tap at his tattoo covered abdomen, and looks to see your face covered in cum, sweat and salty fat tears. Whimpering out a small plea for reprieve

“Please Choso you are too big.”

Emo!Choso Finally understands, but It doesn’t help; in fact, it makes everything worse…

Emo!Choso gets even more horny, but he opts to jack off in front of you until you are ready to sink back onto his big fat cock.

And when he gets to slide back into you

Emo!Choso holds his hand to your lower belly, pressing down hard so he can feel how deep he hit inside of you with each sloppy, cum filled thrust.

#Emo choso does things to me #cat writes ★#chosooo #choso #choso kamo x black reader #choso kamo smut #choso kamo x reader #choso kamo #jjk x reader smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso headcanons #choso hcs #jjk choso kamo #choso kamo headcanons #jjk smut #black reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen smut

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willowbelle · 3 months

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"Please, Harder!" Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, fem afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧

a few drabbles for how the monster trio + ace & law respond to you asking them to fuck you harder! (>ᴗ•) !

cw: fem afab!reader, piv sex, spanking, praise, choking, rough sex, positions (in order): mating press, doggy style, cowgirl, wall sex, prone bone.

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

"Please, Harder!" Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

Luffy:

Luffy seldom falters in his incessant pace; he revels in his ability to fuck you like an animal in heat; harder and faster than anything you’ve ever experienced. He's captivated by the sounds emanating from your throat, and the knowledge that he's the one eliciting such responses makes it even more enticing. He diligently strives to uncover a wide array of your vocalizations, collecting them, almost.

On this occasion in particular, he’s got you on your back, legs dangling over his toned shoulders as he holds you down by your waist, pounding his length into your needy cunt while you scream and whine for him.

A new noise erupts from your heaving chest, one that Luffy’s never heard before; a plea,

“Please, Luffy, harder!”

The foreign sentence prompts his ears to perk up, momentarily causing his pace to falter. He looks down at you, his eyes widening as he carefully studies your face to confirm he heard you correctly.

Suddenly, a smile tugs at his lips, and he bursts into hearty laughter,

“You want me to fuck you harder?” he giggles, but his tone is tinted with a bit of playful arrogance, “Sure! If you think you can handle it!”

Seeing your desperation as a challenge, the captain accepts eagerly, aiming to prove himself. He grounds his knees harder into the mattress and pulls his hips back before thrusting in abruptly, making you cry out as the tip of his cock batters your sweet spot.

"That's a new one!" he chuckles, the unfamiliar sound igniting a flame within him that courses through his veins and singes his blood, filling him with an exhilaration beyond compare.

Determined to hear the special noise again, he commences with his unruly pace, making your screams rise in pitch.

The grip he has on your waist tightens as he continues pounding you, the sounds of your sloppy cunt accepting his cock over and over again causing elation to flood his skull,

“This hard enough for ya, baby?"

Zoro:

Zoro is a relentless force, driven by an insatiable desire to prove himself; strength and sexual abilities alike.

He refuses to settle for anything less than excellence, especially in the bedroom. He’s in constant pursuit of validation, hellbent on getting you to scream his name only seconds in.

Zoro’s got you on your hands and knees, treating your insides with brutal thrusts as he kneels behind you; thick, strong fingers bruising the plush flesh of your hips as he grasps them tightly.

His grip is like a vise, unyielding and firm, your screams falling on deaf ears as he rails you mercilessly. He always aims to assert his dominance, his presence, and when your needy request makes its way to him, to say he’s surprised is an understatement.

“Please, Zoro, harder!”

He’s still holding you, with unwavering resolve, but his harsh pace as slowed, just barely, so he can hear you over the lewd sounds of your skin slapping together.

“Say that again.”

And you do, making the large man behind you let out an amused tsk.

He promptly obliges, but not because you’re in charge; oh no, he’s fueled by a fierce resolve to make you rue the moment you questioned his abilities.

The swordsman’s grip tightens on your hips as he immediately begins thrusting harder, so intensely it makes stars erupt beneath your eyelids.

He’s groaning behind you, planting harsh smacks to your ass as he proceeds, obsessed with the way your cunt sucks in his cock so greedily.

Your mouth hangs slack and screams escape from it as he pounds you.

You’re a weak, trembling mess, causing the green-haired man to smirk as he leans down to rasp in your ear,

“Careful what you ask for.”

Sanji:

Sanji would move mountains for you, sacrifice everything to grant you joy. He’s entrapped by you and your presence; and it transforms him into a devoted disciple, eager to fulfill your every waking need. He hangs onto every word you say, treasuring each syllable as though you’re a deity among mortals.

He’s always been a gentle lover; petrified of hurting you, of damaging that precious body of yours that he worships so obsessively.

His adoration transcends mere admiration; he’s a devotee, obsessed with pleasing you with his gifted hands and gentle, strategic hips.

You’re on top tonight, grinding up and down on his length. You’re desperate for more, though, greedily moving your hips in a tight circle as you move up and down.

He’s quick to notice; promptly reaching up to hold your waist and aid you in your efforts, lifting his hips to thrust up into you slowly, carefully.

You whine at the pleasant sensation; it's welcomed, but it’s not enough.

“Please, Sanji, harder!”

Although he’s a bit taken aback by your sudden request, he doesn’t stop to think, he just obeys. Sanji presses his heels into the mattress to use his strong, lean legs to aid him in pounding into you from below, groaning as he looks up at you longingly.

“As you wish, beautiful.”

You’re panting, crying out for him as he fucks you harder than ever before; the pace is uncharacteristic but seemingly natural for the gentle cook.

The sight of your face contorted in pleasure makes the coil tighten in his lower stomach, his thrusts are becoming sloppy but remain brutal as he desperately leads you towards your orgasm,

“Sure you can take it, my love?”

Ace:

Ace is an enigma; a determined, goal-oriented man, but a kind, compassionate one, nonetheless.

He regularly tightropes the fine line between rearranging your guts and making sweet, gentle love to you.

His ambition is unwavering, but his heart remains soft and tender as he strives you make you shake and whine beneath him. He wants to stuff your brain full of nothing but lustful visions of the two of you; the juxtaposition of him fucking you roughly while he caresses and kisses your cheek.

He’ll usually start gently, kindly; moving his hips carefully, softly moving his lengthy cock in and out of you.

However, any little whine, squirm, or plea from you can flip the switch inside Ace; ignite the flame within him that singes his skin and plunges him into the unruly parts of himself. In an instant, he’ll be pounding you relentlessly, pace remaining brutal and firm as he makes you scream and pick your brain to find the moment he shifted.

Tonight is no different as Ace has you pressed against the wall, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he holds you up, gently thrusting in and out of your tight cunt.

You’re digging your nails down his freckled back, prying at his skin, praying that your touches alone are enough to signal that you’re desperate for more.

He persists like he has been, however, softly and gently, placing sweet kisses to your neck and chest.

You’re a whining mess, desire pricking at your goosebump-riddled skin as you nip at his collarbone, silently begging him to fuck you harder.

He’s stubborn, clearly, his pace remaining steady as he groans into your ear.

A plea tickles at your throat but you don’t attempt to stop it, instead, you allow the cry to bubble over and meet Ace’s ear,

“Please, Ace, harder!”

And there it was, the switch flipping; the very moment when kind, gentle Ace retreats, and rough, wild Ace emerges.

His grip on your hips tightens and he presses you into the wall harder, reaching up to firmly grasp your throat,

“Oh, yeah?” he growls, bringing his hips back to pound into you harshly, earning a weak cry from your slack jaw.

His pace is immediately overwhelming; you can feel his thick cock in your stomach as he stuffs you full, his blunt tip bullying your cervix with each pass, making you cry out rhythmically.

“This is a dangerous game you’re playing, pretty girl.”

Law:

Law navigates the world with a keen eye and a steady hand; and these traits always remain true, even in the bedroom.

He’s a meticulous, observant man; and although he may seem dull, he never misses a beat.

He opts for studying your body; your noises, your movements, in order to please you in the ways you need, not just the ways you want.

Every action is calculated, every decision weighed with thoughtful consideration. He moves with purpose, deliberate and measured, leaving nothing to chance.

Nothing goes unnoticed, or falls under the radar when you’re with Law; he may be tedious with his touches, but damn, it’s worth it, because he does it all perfectly.

Beneath his analytical exterior lies an insatiable curiosity; a deep, obsessive desire to understand every facet of your being, from the intricacies of your mind to the contours of your exquisite body.

He wants nothing more than to please you beyond comprehension.

You’re laying on your stomach, a pillow beneath your pelvis to raise you a bit. Law is hovering above you as he thrusts steadily into your cunt, leaning down to groan in your ear and kiss along your nape.

His pace is fixed but firm, and the position you’re in aids him in hitting your sweet-spot dead-on with each thrust.

You’re whimpering needily, coming undone beneath the doctor as he stays true to his consistent pace.

He’s precise and careful; making sure to hit your g-spot with each pass, but he can tell you’re desperate for something; aching for more.

He can tell what you’re about to say before you can even get the courage to let it out,

“Please, Law, harder!”

A smug grin tugs at his lips, amused by your desperation for his cock, but he listens, immediately beginning to thrust harder into you.

His pelvis meets your ass with a loud smack with each harsh thrust; the noises are lewd and your weak screams only add to it, but his pace never falters as he obeys your plea.

He’s determined to instill in you the fact that polite requests will always be granted, but he can’t help but tease you a bit,

“You’re insatiable.”

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧