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drops headcanon art cutely
plan to do the other integers soon~
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ranpo gets carsick very easily and it takes him quite some time to recover from it but he absolutely refuses to put down that book bc “i’m bored ed! you’re driving sooooo slowly!”
“but ranpo-san it’s not my fault. the speed limit is very low.”
and ranpo will scoff and whine and maybe even throw a small tantrum about the “stupid speed limits. stupid road. stupid laws. why can’t we just teleport like that nikolai guy does” but will definitely refuse to close the book and now they have to pull over bc ranpo has to throw up (spoilers: he probably can’t)
(i also hc that since he eats LOTS of snacks, his body is very used to nauseas so he just… can’t throw up anymore)
and poe knows he can’t throw up but he still pulls over every single time and holds ranpo’s hair very fucking patiently while he tries to throw up like an angry child
and maybe at some point, ranpo thinks poe might get annoyed bc poe can be squeamish (is this the right word???) but actually poe doesn’t mind it that much bc it’s ranpo. it’s not his fault. it’s just his body being a bitch.
#this happens every time they go on a long car trip#definitely not projecting#nope why would you think that#and also i saw a kid throw up on the side of the road while writing this#the coincidence was kinda funny#THREE HEADCANONS IN ONE POST AND ONE SCENARIO WOOOOWWW#headcanons go brrr#bungou stray dogs#bsd#edgar allan poe#edogawa ranpo#ranpoe#bsd headcanons#poe headcanons#ranpo headcanons#ranpoe headcanons
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hc about jon's glasses:
s1: wears them bc he needs to, also thinks they make him look more professional as opposed to contacts
s2: wears them because he cant remember to put contacts in, also theyre taped in the middle bc they broke during prentiss' attack and he never bothered to fix them
s3: only option is to wear his glasses, they were what he was wearing when he ran from the institute, contacts were left at his flat (which he cant go back to bc police) [late s3 he finally buys a new pair of glasses, but theyre destroyed in the explosion]
s4: doesn't need glasses or contacts anymore, doesn't wear them
s5: bought a random pair of glasses at a store on the way up to scotland. still doesn't need them but likes to wear them as they make him feel more human [he takes them off during the eyepocalypse, doesnt think he deserves to wear them. martin keeps them in his bag the entire journey, just in case. at the panopticon, the glasses are crushed in his bag]
#tma#magnus pod#the magnus archives#jonathan sims#hehehe#headcanons go brrr#me when i use jons glasses as an analogy for his humanity
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Damian is the sibling that enjoys all of his older siblings', parents', aunts'/uncles' (league + specific villains/antiheroes) music, but will strategically choose good covers of all these songs just to sew chaos
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grrr grrr I got in the shower, and I started thinking about Uriel Septim’s outfit design in oblivion.
I hate it so much. It could be so much more relevant to the lore and it’s just not. Like he has the blood of a dragon god…his ancestors had the blood of a dragon god…why would he not be dressed to the nines in religious regalia..
grrrr
#i know no one needed to know my thoughts on this but akghjsjdkaa#im developing enough headcanons about this i can’t just not draw him now….#ugh i dislike his crown greatly.. please I need him to have a fancy mantle on his shoulders in the shape of the imperial city..#..like *instead* of the crown#i need the dragonfires in his outfit#i need a large piece of fabric on one shoulder similar to a cape that represents a dragon wing scaled in red diamonds#like I’d get it if the rest of the province isn’t dressed up with references to their deities in their clothes but…#ahhhhh#he’s the EMPEROR and hes got the funky GOD BLOOD like pls#srry for such a ramble im just thinkin#so i thought i’d share#cause im thinkin… about it#i thoughts and thinks#tes#oblivion#headcanons go brrr
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Purple is a trans man and British but I cannot prove it
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It starts small. You honestly don't think much of it. Crows begin leaving you gifts in your window frame. It's pretty rocks. It's a small screw. It's coins and grimm, it's a button from a shirt, it's shiny beads.
You bring it up to Mammon randomly one day. He stares at you wide-eyed. "What, you mean crowns leave ya gifts? Sound ridiculous," he says and you shrug.
"I mean, I've heard about crows leaving gifts for humans before. It's not that unusual, but usually, the humans give something to the crows in return," you say, thinking aloud. "That's the part that confuses me. I haven't given anything to the crows, so why do they like me so much?" Mammon's cheeks are bright red by now, the blush going all the way down his neck. Your brows furrow with concern.
"Hey, are you okay?" you ask and he nods quickly. "Yeah, 'm fine, gotta-go-see-ya! " he stutters and quickly leaves you, practically running away. You look after him in confusion. Weren't you both just supposed to be headed home?
The gifts continue. You get a single earring. At one point you get a small bone and at another time you get a tooth which leaves you a bit unsettled but also intrigued. You treasure every single gift, keeping it in a small box by your desk. You begin to leave the crows gifts in return. You find that they like peanuts and berries. One time you experimentally leave a big piece of watermelon, only to find it devoured within minutes.
The next day there's a pretty locket with what looks like a flower engraved in it. You gape at the locket and instantly put it on, proudly wearing it around your neck. You make sure to leave the crows a feast that day.
Satan is the first brother to notice it when it slips out from the collar of your uniform one day. "Is that new?" he asks. "Oh yeah, I've befriended a bunch of crows." Satan stops in his tracks and stares at you.
"You've befriended crows?" He repeats and you nod. "Yes. Why is everyone so weird about this?" A knowing smile creeps onto his face and he shakes his head.
"Why do you think the crows like you so much?" he asks. You hum, considering it for a second. Eventually, you have to draw a blank and look at Satan in defeat. His smile only grows wider.
"Ask Mammon. He might know."
You find Mammon in his room, lying in his bed. He smiles when he sees you and pats the bed, motioning you to come over. "Come here," he says and you do, lying down next to him. He huffs and pulls at you so you're lying on his chest. You can feel his heart beating and you look up at him through your lashes.
"Hey, Mamms," you say and he runs his hand down your back, rubbing circles into it. "Hey, treasure," he says and grins.
"Satan says you might know the cause of my new friendships." His cheeks turn crimson in an instant and he lets out something akin to a nervous laugh. "Oh, the crows, you mean?" you huff and playfully roll your eyes. "Come on, big guy, spill the beans," you say and Mammon sighs.
"So, the crows like you, because, well, I told them about you," he says and a grin spreads across your face. "Go on," you say.
"Okay, I have crow familiars, you know what a familiar is, right?" he says and looks at you expectantly. You rake your brain, remembering briefly having about it in one of your classes. "Yeah, it's like witches with black cats, right?" you say and Mammon hums.
"Yeah, kind of, but anyone can have a familiar and it can be any animal. The whole black cat thing is just something the catholic church made up." You nod in understanding while Mammon continues to rub patterns into your back. The beating of his heart seems to have become louder underneath you. "So what you're saying is you can't shut up about how awesome I am and now a bunch of crows are obsessed with me?" you say and Mammon hides his face in his hands. You giggle and pry his hands away, smiling at him adoringly.
"Please don't make fun of me," he huffs and you pout at his antics. "I could never tease my lovely little bird boy," you coo and Mammon groans while pushing you off him. He turns his back to you and you laugh manically. "Come on, Mamms, It's cute," you say and press soft kisses to the nape of his neck. "you're cute," you say and throw an arm and a leg over him, attempting to spoon him. You feel him instantly melting to your touch, completely unable to keep his resolve. It's almost too easy when he turns around again to face you. You smile at his pink face.
"I really like the gifts the crows gave me," you reassure him because you genuinely do. It's become something you look forward to when you open your window.
"You do?"
"Yeah, absolutely," you affirm and he smiles sheepishly. "I once tried to train them to steal money for me, but it didn't work."
part two
a/n: thanks for reading! find my other stuff here <3
#bird boy go brrr#i love bullying men#they make it too easy#obey me mammon#obey me#obey me mammon fluff#perse fics#obey me x you#obey me x reader#obey me x mc#mammon#mammon x mc#mammon x reader#obey me shall we date#obey me fluff#obey me fic#om! mammon#obey me headcanon#perse fluff
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Pussydrunk!Wriothesley would eat you out before bed, not for his own pleasure, but to help you relax and sleep easier. This especially helps on nights you struggle with sleep. When your thoughts won't stop racing, worries keeping you awake. He spends his time laying on his stomach between your legs as he lazily eats you out. He doesn't even care if you cum or not. His main focus is to help cease your thoughts so you can finally get some sleep. After making sure you're in a cozy position to fall asleep in, he spreads your legs, resting them over his shoulders. He slowly and gently peppers kisses on your thighs, his lips gliding over your skin. He rubs and massages your thighs as he tastes you, praises and compliments leaving his beautiful lips. His ministrations are slow and soft, filled with many kisses and kitten licks, but with some longer licks thrown in here and there. You're able to feel the love and care through his actions, making you feel warm deep inside and your love for him to grow. The mesmerizing feeling of his tongue and lips, added with the sound of his calming and soothing voice, causes your eyes to become heavy. For the times that you do come undone on his tongue and you fall asleep shortly after, don't worry, he'll clean you up and wrap you up in the blanket, then hold you close to his chest as he snuggles with you to sleep.
#MDNI!#pussydrunk!wrio is back in my thoughts again#head go brrr#been sleeping like crap lately so i could certainly use this from him rn#wriothesley#wriothesley x reader#wriothesley headcanons#wriothesley smut#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact headcanons#genshin impact smut
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When people say “Jason wouldn’t smoke because he died of smoke inhalation” I respectfully have to disagree, because if there’s one thing Jason is going to do he’s going to take aspects of his trauma and use them for himself and push on them like a bruise (he takes the name red hood, he uses explosives and guns, the crowbars were lame but they weren’t out of character), so I don’t think that would stop him from smoking. The way I see it I think Jason would be one of those people who occasionally smokes a cigarette when things are Particularly Bad, even though they swear they stopped smoking, like a maladaptive coping mechanism basically
#Guy who has extremely detailed headcanons on Jason Todd’s smoking habits for no reason (me)#I think he would’ve stopped during his Robin training and would’ve been really proud of himself at the time#and then he picks it up again after resurrection. Maladaptive coping mechanism go brrr#Jason Todd#dc#smoking is basically controlled smoke inhalation and if there’s anything Jason loves it’s taking aspects of his trauma and controlling#them for his own needs#When I look at post-fear toxin lobotomy Jason I’m like somebody please buy that man a pack he needs something to take edge off 🙈
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Eren is a little jealous. Okay very jealous. He can’t help it. You, his girlfriend, are so beautiful and he of all people knows what men are thinking when they look at beautiful women. That’s why any man looking at you for a second too long drives him up a wall.
Eren has to fight the urge to punch the man chatting you up in the mouth, but he has an ounce of restraint left in him tonight. Plus he has a better idea. He takes your jaw in his hand, kissing you deeply, territorially in front of this nobody guy. Your pussy throbbed, loving when Eren puts on a show like this. He doesn't even bother to look at the loser guy who was talking to you as he pulls toward the bathroom. He needs you now.
Eren cages you in behind the bathroom door, his eyes dark with lust. Gonna make sure everyone knows your mine he says before capturing your lips in his. His hands mold to your body, savoring how your curves feel under his touch. The thought of any other man touching you like this makes him sick. He sucks on you neck, making sure no one will mistake you as single again.
Eren gripped your hips, urging you to wrap your legs around him. Your skirt bunched up, revealing your lacy underwear. Mmm my favorite? Always thinking of me huh baby? You ground against him, feeling the delicious friction. You moaned, feeling Eren’s hard cock against you.
Eren needs to be inside you immediately. He can’t even take a second to strip either of you down, just slipping his cock out and sliding your panties aside. Need you to be loud baby, want everyone to know you're mine. He pressed into you, eliciting a gasp from you lips. Don’t you dare hold back.
Eren fucks into you hard and fast, the sound of your wet arousal filling the room. Each thrust makes the door jiggle against the frame, making it obvious what was going on in there. As if you moaning his name wasn’t hint enough. Each sound you make just eggs on Eren to pull more from your sweet lips.
Eren has a bruising grip on you as your pussy clenches around him. Your arousal dripping down your legs as you cry out his name. You can feel him throb deep inside you, his warm seed filling you up. His lips find your neck. Mine forever.
#passive eren makes me go brrr#eren jaeger smut#eren jaeger imagines#eren x y/n#eren smut#eren x reader#eren headcanons#eren hcs#aot x y/n#aot headcanons#aot smut
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OK OK HEADCANONS TIME SO I CAN CLEAR MY NOTES and finally post something
first one on the list is obviously bsd
so i think mori has a special ringtone for all of the port mafia executives so that he can know when a call is actually important no matter when
but for dazai, he had a completely different one from everyone (bc he is dazai. one of the most important ppl in the mafia) -and we all know mori and dazai’s relationship-
and even when he became an executive, mori still didn’t change the ringtone to the one he uses with other executives. (bc again, he is the dazai osamu)
and tbh idk what happens to the phone numbers that are not used anymore and idk if dazai completely got rid of his old number (since y’know, i think he’s still in contact with hirotsu) BUT i’d like to think mori didn’t change the old number’s ringtone even when dazai escaped and cut his ties with him
#can you guys tell i LOVE making the text small and italic#AND THIS IS NOT A SHIP POST!!!!#headcanons go brrr#bungou stray dogs#bsd#dazai osamu#mori ougai#bsd headcanons#dazai headcanons#mori headcanons
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re-upload ;;
i accidentally posted video instead of a picture
#reverse 1999#r1999#tooth fairy reverse 1999#madam z reverse 1999#tootz#madam z x tooth fairy#re1999#wlw#artists on tumblr#rip my tags full of my yapping about this ship#i still stand by me saying that i would love their ship name alternative to be ‘bellzhang’#or zhangbell#and also i am really curious about anyone’s headcanons about tf first name#because mine is Mary and Marina#love me some m names#can you tell im hyper#audhd brain going brr brrr#okay go do daily click on arab.org 🫵🫵🫵
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aot men reactions to you sending nudes ✩
when i tell you i had no idea what to write for armin…
#attack on titan#eren jaeger#eren jeager x reader#levi ackerman#levi x you#eren smut#jean kirschtein x reader#levi smut#passive eren makes me go brrr#connie springer#connie x reader#aot connie#jean x reader#jean aot#armin x reader#armin aot#aot headcanons
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someone has already said this but there really is something so tender about fighting a yandere tooth and nail every day - scratching him, cursing him, hating him for everything he’s done to you - just for that same man that you have labeled evil to make love to you like you’re precious every night. as though you’re not a rightfully angry, scared person but a pet throwing a minor tantrum. that yandere fucks you like you’re delicate, something to be protected, because to them you’re worth more than the world. youre just being bratty now but that’s ok. they’ll love you through it.
#rottenomelet#yandere jjk headcanons#yandere jujutsu kaisen#yandere my hero academia#tw yandere#yandere jjk#brain just go brrr#big thanks to the og person bc u ate that sincerely
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"Don't Tell Dad, Please?"
In which- Wilbur's and Y/n's daughter gets her period and trusts Y/n to not tell Wil.
a/n: Can you tell I'm slow and caught up in school?? I have a request I'm working on at the moment and it somehow deleted most of it so I'm really sad. Enjoy this ig? Also, this is short as fuck...
Chapter info: Period, blood (obv), self projection (Split parents can suck ass-), afab Y/n and daughter
Pronouns: Y/n- She/her, Daughter- She/her
Masterlist:
Of course it wouldn't be right to send a 14 year old to school when she has just started something that definitely wouldn't be going away soon. But, she still needed an education. Opting for asking her husband, and father of her daughter, Y/n starts towards the door, ready to tell him. However, she was stopped by a firm grip on her shoulder and glossy eyes peering up at her.
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She had a decent amount of knowledge on what a period was, yet she was still freaked out by the sight of blood in her underwear from the night prior. And she had school tomorrow...
"Don't tell dad, please?" That sentence almost made your heart shatter.
The past memories of having to hide your period from your father, frantically texting your own mother at 5 in the morning, a horrid sight in your underwear. Only her knowing for so long that by the time you were 16, your dad hadn't known until a family holiday. You wished you or your mother had told him sooner, educated him. He had a sister of his own, yes, but she had never told him. Having split parents had never made it any easier, either. Having your time of the month start at your fathers, and ending at your mothers was definitely annoying. You were just glad that your daughter didn't have split parents and didn't have to grow up and learn how to live in two completely opposite households. She was loved by both parents, and you were glad.
"Trust me, if I tell dad, he will completely understand, sweetheart." You spoke, reassurance laced in your tone.
"Are you sure?" Her whisper of panic and fright reminded you of your first monthly.
"Sit down with me?" You invite her to the carpeted floor of her bedroom, patting next to you. She gladly took the offer.
"Can I tell you a story of when your father had to comfort me on my first 'that time' when I stayed at his?" A pause followed your ask, giving her time to respond. You took her small nod as a sign to continue.
"I remember being curled up in the guest bathroom, the furthest bathroom away from him so he didn't see me. I thought it would be weird, gross even, if he saw his girlfriend shivering on the floor due to the stain in her underwear. What I wasn't aware of, however, was how kind and caring he could be in these situations-" A muttered coo from the girl next to you "-And so when I heard a knock at the door and a groggy 'Darling, you in there?' I freaked out. A quiet squeak left my lips, my hand quickly finding it's way to my mouth-" Another coo from her "-Before I knew it, he was holding me in his arms, softly rocking me side to side, slowly calming me with reassuring words of comfort and kindness. And the best part-" A dramatic pause "-I got extra snuggles all day."
Finishing your story, you look to where the smaller girl was sitting, and almost melted at the sight. She had swaddled herself in the sweater she was wearing, her face buried deep in the cotton of her dad's sweater that he offered to you that frightful night.
Almost immediately a small tear slipped from your eye, watching as your daughter used one of your favourite items as a comfort mechanism.
"Hey, Muffin?" Her attention grabbed by your soft voice.
"Is it alright if I tell dad?" A nod of approval and out the door you were... or you thought.
Immediately running into your favourite man's chest, a soft chuckle leaving your lips at your dumbness. "Sorry, Wil."
A hand ran up your back, helping you steady yourself, before he spoke softly, despite the obvious hint of sleep in his voice.
"Were you going to tell me something?" He teased, but immediately regretted it as soon as he saw his daughters eyes stare into his with fear. Her worst fear, she would call it.
"Oh shit... Hey Pumpkin. What's up?" He immediately found a spot next to his child, finding himself on the floor in a matter of seconds, his favourite woman leaning on his shoulder.
"How long were you standing there? Did you hear anything? How much did you hear? Am I gross? Ugh." She rambled, emotions mixed and mixed they were. Sadness, fear, joy, pure fright. She truly did not want him to know but by the previous sentences he spoke a good minute ago proved her hope wrong.
"If you're wondering, you will never, and I mean never be weird or gross in my eyes. You are the greatest daughter I could have ever wished for. And if your mother's story proved anything, I hope it taught you that I will never hurt, push down, or ever think of you differently because you bleed every month. If anything, it makes you stronger."
A small kiss was pressed to her forehead, and a soft embrace engulfed the most perfect daughter ever.
#wilbur soot fanfiction#wilbursoot#wilbur soot fluff#mcyt fic#wilbur soot imagine#wilbuh#wilbur soot fic#wilbur#wilbur headcanons#dream smp#wilbur x reader#dadbur go brrr#I want to make more of these#Im a sucker can you tell??#Dsmp#Dream smp#Wilbur and child#I love him sm
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