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royalreef · 1 year
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(( I know I seldom draw them or draw angles where you can see them, but it is SO charming and silly to me that Miranda actually has pretty large back feet. To the point of, when I do draw them, I worry that people will think she’s digitigrade.
But no!! She’s not!! She’s fully plantigrade!! She just got silly flipper feet, like a crocodile or a penguin!! They’re even webbed too!!
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feralghxuls · 1 year
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i just think its funny to imagine swisstopher giving all the other ghouls the zoomies. he comes barreling down the hall at Top Ghoul Speed and runs up the wall, does a kick flip off the ceiling, and by the time he hits the ground again theres already two more ghouls poking their heads out of their rooms
he goes ekekekek at them and zooms off, they look at each other, shrug, and take off after him.
by the time copia or seestor notice, (well, more like by the time they are fast enough to actually see what all that racket is) they have a whole flock of em. theres ghouls in the rafters. on the roof. leaping on the tables in the dining hall. and swiss is SO fucking proud of himself :)
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muutos · 10 months
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mountain ramble
mountain is very old. however, considered young for the earth ghouls.
very like, slow speaking. he and flora act really similar tbh! slow, deliberate.
however being in the band he broke down and has become more talkative due to adaptation, and becoming more comfortable with his friends.
he's also not AS deliberate as flora due to her being much older, and having had much more time to sit and engage the world around her.
mountain is also antlered, long light hair. not white though like flora. he's seven foot, and one inch tall out of glamor.
he has less vines on his horns than flora, but some sparse ones.
he has slight stubbly facial hair.
he has gnarls in some spots of damage on his skin, which is very durable. but also, it's not as soft as some ghouls and has a lot of imperfections.
this makes his fingers long, and his knuckles are also gnarled. he can appear aged in certain places on his skin, due to well... age. he's old as fuck.
he's aggressively protective, can be very quiet and is stealthy in water. he can rambo himself in foliage if needed.
mountain is also hoofed, and he has a darker fur on the
loves beer.
despite his looking wise, which he is - he's a laid back sort of guy, but he also is not immune to his ghoulish instinct to fight or claim or get defensive, and show his dominance over the others.
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whiteswarm · 10 months
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Since it’s Pride Month, here’s how Artica had her first Bi Panics:
She was talking with her Fiancè, Connor, and Maeve, the youngest of the Banshee Sisters who saved her life the first time, about her theory on how to reverse the black ice curse.
After she spoke about what she thought could work, Maeve innocently kissed both hers and Connors cheek. They were both dumbfounded but while Connor just blushed and smiled sheepishly, Artica was all “... Did she just randomly kiss me? The hell? What?”
Later on, during a battle between Sidhe and Finfolk, Artica witnessed Riannon the Leannan Sidhe charming one of the sea monsters and taking away all their life. She was scaroused over 9000.
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A memory you never want to forget from Halre
Halrë's reaction: That would be all of them then. snorts.
A memory that Halrë never wants to forget... That would be the look of surprise on Glorfindel's face when he tried to lift one of his swords and fell over in the process.
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sprout-fics · 3 months
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NSFW Captain MacTavish Headcanons
Tags: F! Reader, Power imbalances, Secret affair, Semi-Public sex, Fluff, CILF (Captain I'd like to fuck)
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Captain MacTavish, John, as you know him in private, is a very serious, forthright type of man
(Though he prefers ‘sir’ when you’re in his bed, or over his desk for that matter)
You can tell he used to be much more reckless than he is now, used to taunt danger and escape the jaws of death just for the adrenaline of it. He’s one of the few soldiers that survived such a reckless approach to his work, and the grim reality of the risks he took, and how he fatefully defied them has settled in a severe glint of his eyes that speaks of his experience, the men he’s lost in the course of it all
Yet, to you, John is the type of man that still flirts with danger, and smiles in the face of consequences
You shouldn’t even be doing this to begin with- this secret affair of pretending to be his closest hand, his trusted intelligence officer when in reality all he’s doing is using it as an excuse to fuck you behind closed doors
“Swamped with reports.” He tells you when you offer him a cuppa one morning, not even looking up from the small mountain of paperwork on his desk. “I’ll be needing your help this evening.”
‘Help’ is defined as you riding his cock until your thighs burn once the rest of the base has gone to bed, and nobody in the surrounding offices is there to hear your breathless chants of his name
It’s almost shameful how much you get away with under the guise of being his trusted subordinate, a fact he fully exploits and plays to as often as he can
He opens doors for you, stands up for you in front of his fellow officers, lauds recommendations and praises of your work, takes you out to lunch under the excuse of mentorship, declares you as his protege that’s destined to follow in his footsteps
Your fellow intelligence officers tell you how lucky you are, having a captain who is so decent and handsome. A true gentleman, one who shows care and concern for your career development, who ensures you get recognition for the hours you put in, always having to work overtime but getting to work alongside the Captain MacTavish 
“You’re his work wife.” Roach texts you, and when you show John he barks a laugh so loud you jump
If only they knew.
They don’t know about the way he’ll have you cockwarm him, fingers idly rubbing your clit with one hand while holding a phone with the other, talking to one of his agents in the field as he uses his knees to spread you out on his lap
Nor do they know about him catching you in the hallway and corralling you into a supply closet just to kneel and have you grind against his face until you have to muffle the sound of your climax, using one of the extra paper towels to wipe most of his jaw clean after.
He sends you on your merry way, gives you a smack on the ass for your trouble
They don’t know how he’ll insist you work through your lunch break, when in reality he’s eating you out slow and greedy with you perched atop the reports he’s yet to read, and warns you to not dribble wetness onto the files
They don’t know about the time he found you just before drills and left a load deep inside you, then stood under the rope wall to catch a glance and see if there was a wet spot in your pants that spoke of him
And he smugly ignored your reply to another soldier about why you were walking a little odd, telling him instead that you slept the wrong way
They don’t know about how you’ll visit him after a long, tiresome day just to have him crowd you into his bed, whisper filthy praises and pet names into your ear until you beg to tap out from the overstimulation
He calls you ‘Bonnie’ ‘Sweetheart’ ‘Little one’ ‘Darling’ ‘Angel’ ‘His.’
He tells you how good you look in his bed, glassy eyed and needy, how much he loves hearing you, teases you when you can’t bear the incessant filthy rambling and smack weakly at his shoulder, head flopping to the side as your chest heaves for breath
All the while he takes his time stretching you out over his fingers, greedily enjoying the sensation of you clenching down on him and wanting more
He fucks you slow and greedy, using his full weight and strength to bend you as he pleases, punch keening little sounds out of you and groaning in turn when you dig your nails sharp into the curve of his spine
He wears them proudly on the sparring mats, and through some miracle nobody suspects it’s you that put them there
He presses his forehead to yours as he’s buried deep inside you, reminds you again that you’re his, in a plea that sounds almost desperate with want.
He’s allowed to have you, he tells himself. He’s allowed this for all the things he’s done to better the world, even if it means bathing himself in cardinal sin
He makes sure to earn it too
Your longer sessions, those uninterrupted by duty or the gravity of your illicit affair, are often your favorite
They always end with you warm and sated, curled on his hairy chest and skimming your nails through the coarse carpet of hair that traps the earthy, musky smell of him familiar to your senses
He peppers you with kisses, reminds you of how much a good lass you are, of how much he adores you, how beautiful you are, how smart, how clever and bonnie you are
He asks you what he did to deserve a precious, sweet thing like you, and can’t help but wonder the same about him
He cares about you, that much is clear
As fun as this little secret of yours is, you know John didn’t walk into this idly. Nothing he ever does is without purpose. He spent his younger years fooling about, and now he’s settled into a man who knows exactly what he wants
And that’s you, soft and sweet and ready for him, sated and sleepy in his bed when he comes back from missions still stinking of smoke, hauling you to his exhausted form and falling asleep with you safe in his arms
He braces his chin over your shoulder as you stand in front of the sink the next morning, humming and rocking back and forth, trying to catch as many moments with you in his hold as he can
Later, he settles a heavy, calloused hand over your nap and drags you back so he can plant a kiss on the crown of your head when the others can’t see, a good luck parting before he boards for the next mission
In the rare days off, he keeps you in his bed until late morning, sunlight streaming through the blinds and onto your drowsy, dreamy expression
He tells you how he can’t be in the service forever, how he thinks he’ll head back to Scotland once he gets enough close calls. He tells you he wants you to come with him, how he knows the perfect place for you both
“And maybe a few bairns.” He adds, grinning at the thought. “As many as I can carry.”
You tell him you’ve watched him carry men larger than he is off the field, if that’s any indication
He considers this seriously too, nodding to himself in thought.
“We’ll need a bigger house.” He offers at last, and then bends to kiss your giggling smile one more
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cvpidsb0ws · 1 year
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❛CONFESSIONS.❜ | alice in borderland characters
genre: FLUFFFLUFFFLUFF <333
warnings: NONE I THINK!!
sypnosis: headcanons of alice in borderland characters confessing to you.
author's note: did i disappear after just one aouad imagine then appear again with an alice in borderland obsession? yes i did. 😁😁😁😁 !not proofread!
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ryohei arisu
RYOHEI ARISU WOULD BE HEAD OVER HEELS FOR YOU. ONLY YOU.
he's definitely that kind of person to hide his feelings because he's scared of rejection
so that means he's the type to not make the first move at all CONSIDERING HE'S A SHY BB!!!!!!!
BUT BUT BUT HE'LL PROBABLY GROW FED UP OF YOU NOT GETTING THE HINT OF HIS UNDYING LOVE FOR YOU
SO IT WOULD LEAD TO HIM FINALLY CONFESSING AAAAAAAAAAA
arisu would probably be anxious the whole time 😭😭😭😭 like shaking, sweaty palms, stuttering, uncontrollable laughter, etc
HE WOULD PROBABLY CONFESS AT A PICNIC OR SOMETHING SIMILAR <333
he would try his best to cook all of your favorite foods even though he sucks at cooking💪💪
he would buy a bouquet of your favorite flowers!!!!!!!!
OH AND HE WOULD ALSO WRITE A LETTER WHERE HE PUTS 100 FUCKING REASONS WHY HE LOVES YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
he's the type to prepare cue cards because he know he would fumble while he confesses
LIKE HE PROBABLY PREPARED A WHOLE ASS SPEECH BUT THERE WOULD BE A MOMENT WHEN HE JUST STARES AT YOU AND REALIZE HOW MUCH HE LOVES YOU WHICH KIND OF LEADS HIM TO JUST SAYING A SIMPLE "i love you"
yuzuha usagi
YUZUHA USAGI WOULD ONLY HAVE YOU AS HER WEAKNESS.
she's someone who has always been fearless, bold, and etc🙀🙀🙀 SO WHEN SHE STARTS TO HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU, OFC SHE FEELS CONFLICTED OR CONFUSED
probably because she's strong and you making her flustered meant her downfall😁😁
she wasn't complaining though
USAGI WOULDN'T TAKE LONG TO CONTEMPLATE HER FEELINGS FOR YOU THO
if she liked you, then she liked you :)))
AND SHE WOULDN'T BE SCARED OF CONFESSING AT ALL BUT SHE WOULD STILL HAVE HER DOUBTS
doubts that chased her every time she went for a run or climbed a mountain‼️‼️‼️
SHE WOULD PROBABLY BRING YOU TO HER FAVORITE MOUNTAIN BEFORE THE SUN COMES UP
AND SHE WOULD INVITE YOU TO SIT ON THE GROUND AS THE SUN CRACKS LIKE AN EGG YOLK IN THE SKY
she won't even realize that you have already lied your head against her shoulder
AND THAT'S WHAT TRIGGERS HER TO SAY SHE HAS FEELINGS FOR YOU
shuntaro chishiya
chishiya is chishiya. self explanatory. <3
HE WOULD BE IN DENIAL FOR THE LONGEST TIMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
he will not want to accept the fact that he fell for someone since he has the master manipulator factors and all💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯
but you were an exception ;)))
he would practically go from being a logical person to a carefree one for you LIKE HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT THINGS WHEN HE'S WITH YOU BECAUSE YOU MAKE HIM FORGET THINGS WORTH WORRYING (and as much as he hates to admit you make him happy)
he would act cold, tease you 25/8 just to cover up the fact he has feelings for you
HE WOULD PROBABLY CONFESS BY HIDING ENVELOPES THAT HELD RIDDLES OR CLUES FOR YOU TO FIND
AND THOSE ENVELOPES WOULD LEAD YOU TO WHERE YOU FIRST MET
he knew you were clever enough to solve them :)
he would stand there waiting while he was wearing a suit that made him itch (BUT HE WOULD REMEMBER THE TIME YOU SAID MEN IN SUITS WERE ATTRACTIVE)
he would also have shampooed and conditioned hair for effort🙏🙏🙏🔥🔥🔥
AND A SIMPLE "i may or may not have feelings for you" WOULD HAVE SUFFICED AS HIS CONFESSION
hikari kuina
YOU WOULD BE HIKARI KUINA'S SOFT SPOT.
she would be too scared to be rejected by you because she didn't want to ruin your friendship
but she would still be confident on confessing #kuinathingzzzzzz
PROBABLY BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO PROVE SHE WAS BRAVE-
SHE WOULD CONFESS BY CHALLENGING YOU
LIKE SHE WOULD INVITE YOU TO FIGHT HER FOR 5 ROUNDS BECAUSE SHE TOLD YOU SHE HAD A SECRET THAT YOU COULD ONLY FOUND OUT IF U WON AGAINST HER.
spoiler: she loses to you on purpose because she knows how much you hate losing😍😍😍😍
SHE LOVED WINNING BUT SHE WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR YOU TO HAVE A SMILE ON YOUR FACE
her being the reason for a smile on your face made her weak🙏🙏🙏🙏
she would also give u a prize for winning <333
EITHER A RING, A NECKLACE, OR A BRACELET
AND SHE WAS THE ONE TO MAKE THEM BY HAND WITH BEADS
although it frustrsted her, she knew it would make you smile
"i love you . . . like so much."
suguru niragi
admit it. suguru nigari will not catch feelings for anyone at all.
unless it's you ofc😍😍😍😍🙏🙏🙏🙏
BUT HE HATED THE FEELING
HE HATED HOW MUCH HE GREW FOND OF YOU
HE HATED HOW YOU MADE HIM BLUSH, FEEL BUTTERFLIES FLUTTERING IN HIS STOMACH, GROW A SMIRK INTO A SMILE, AND MORE.
he would also be confused about his feelings since he's niragi😆😆😆😆
LET'S BE HONEST BECAUSE THIS MAN IS STUBBORN ASF AND WILL NOT CONFESS AT ALL.
he would probably drop big ass hints to wait for you to confess
BUT YOU WOULDN'T GET ANYTHING WHICH CAUSES HIM TO BE ANNOYED
AND SOON ENOUGH
"fuck it, i like you, dumbass."
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Nameless Ghouls X Angel!Reader Headcanons
These are headcanons of how you - an angel - would meet the ghouls, and them realizing you were their mate.
Ghouls included: Dewdrop, Rain, Mountain, Swiss, Aether, Phantom, Cirrus, Cumulus, Sunshine, Aurora (if you want other ghouls, feel free to request)
Warnings: Injuries, mentions of blood
Notes: So these are a bit long, but I'm also going to make this into a series - read here on Ao3 - once the little stories have been written, I'll link them to each ghoul and put a color on each name, so you'll know who has a little story written
Dewdrop
You disguised yourself as a ghoul to get close to the Church, saying that you were a ghoul from another ministry sent to help around.
Once in, you met Dewdrop.
He was already suspicious, but he recognized you as his mate immediately. Thank Lucifer his mate was a ghoul.
Slowly, he started to realize how weird you acted. You tried explaining that you were just new to Earth, and that you were still figuring things out.
But he caught you.
He saw you alone, in the spot of the gardens where you two would hide, wings stretched out with an ethereal glow surrounding you as you prayed to God.
He is not happy about this at all.
What do you mean he’s mated to an angel?
The argument he had with you was one for the books. He was beyond upset, and you didn’t know how else to react, so you argued back, desperately trying to explain that although you lied, you truly loved him.
He will literally do everything in his power to avoid you until he physically can’t resist you, and once he does run back to you, you’re so kind to him, which stuns him.
He eventually softens and welcomes you into his life with hesitantly opened arms.
You’re very curious about his lifestyle and other things on earth that you’ve never seen from your above view in Heaven.
He actually explains things to you in such a gentle manner.
After being kicked out of Heaven, you immediately run to find him.
He’s shocked. The only bad thing you ever did was hang around him.
He was responsible for your fall, and this hurt him. He tried avoiding you again, but you wouldn’t let him.
He held you so tight every night, especially the ones where the memories of Heaven would flood back in.
You were his angel, and he wasn’t letting you go now that he’s let you in.
Rain
You weren’t even at the Abbey. You were in the middle of a random city because you were following Ghost’s tour.
One of the head angels sent you to keep tabs on them, which, looking back on it now, was a big mistake.
You were at a small, local coffee shop when you caught that first whiff of petrichor.
Oh, you were head over heels immediately.
Rain noticed you, but tried his best to keep his attention off of you. No way did he just catch the eye of an angel.
He left the coffee shop as soon as his order was ready, trying so desperately to escape your intoxicating scent, but it followed him.
Well, technically you followed him. You weren’t sure where he was even going, but you followed him anyway. And he let you.
He knew he would get in so much trouble, but tempting an angel? Now that was too good to pass up.
Once he put an end to the game, he confronted you. He explained the feelings both of you were hardly fighting, and you just kind of stared at him like a lost puppy.
He was so confused by you. Why are you – an angel – so entranced by him? Shouldn’t you be running? Shouldn’t he be ripping you to shreds? Apparently, neither of you cared enough to find out those answers.
You continued following him from city to city in a Romeo and Juliet kind of way.
Your secret meeting spot was coffee shops. It was away from ghouls, from angels, from anyone. The only reason the ghoul’s figured out what was up was because Rain always came back smelling…ethereal.
You fell once the head angel realized what happened when you kept visiting him after the tour ended.
You immediately ran to him, and he held you while you cried.
He was going to help you adjust to your new life, and he would fight for you to stay with him.
Even fallen, he loved you far too much to let you go.
Mountain
The most collected about this.
At first, he was so put off by it, but once he realized he wasn’t going to escape his feelings, he wanted to keep you.
His only concern was your purity. He didn’t want anything bad to happen to you, so he pushed you away.
It was such a conflicting feeling, and as much as he wanted to make you his, he just…couldn’t hurt you. He didn’t actually hate you of course, but he couldn’t see you ruin yourself for him.
He acted as though he hated you, so you pushed him. This was affecting your purity, and every visit made your feathers darken (metaphorically).
You fell on purpose, and he almost resented you for that.
Your life had been so good, why would you push yourself to him?
Heaven wasn’t as kind as people assumed, but you never told him that.
You just wanted to be near him, but Heaven was holding you back. Why couldn’t he see that?
He wanted to pull you close and protect you, but he was so conflicted.
He couldn’t decide what to do, and he punished himself by staying away, and punishing you all the same.
Once you told him about Heaven and how it wasn’t what was good for you, he was shocked.
He was angry.
He couldn’t believe that anyone would do anything so cruel to you…until he realized that he did.
He isolated you when you needed him the most, and that rubbed salt in the wound.
He held you so close and vowing never to leave you and that he wasn’t going to let anything hurt you again.
Swiss
He’s so protective of you.
Probably the most protective actually.
He couldn’t sleep. He just didn’t have a good feeling about the day.
So he went for a walk in the woods, which is where he saw you all bloody.
You were so scared. Scared of being kicked out of Heaven, scared of the ghoul you heard coming closer, scared of where you were, scared of everything.
Swiss couldn’t hurt you. You were his mate. You were in too much pain to put two and two together.
He brought you back to his room to patch you up. He was too hesitant about everything, but cleaned you up and even allowed help from some of the others.
He growled, snarled, snapped his fangs, and whatever else he could when any ghouls who weren’t actively helping you got too close.
You were his angel. Even if you were technically a fallen angel, you were his angel.
The other ghouls were ready to get on his ass for letting an angel in, but
Aether
He full on panics
He’s Papa’s favorite. He’s righteous. He hasn’t done anything for this to be his fate.
An angel? His mate? Wrong. Absolutely not.
You felt a pull to him. Like you just had to be next to him at all times.
He didn’t like it at all and constantly tried to force you away from him.
But you stuck to him like a fly in a glue trap.
He would snap his fangs, snarl, growl, show his claws, and even threaten to use his quintessence.
But you stayed for no reason other than to feel that static you felt when you were around him.
When Heaven found out about your attempts at getting closer to Aether, you were cast out.
And he…didn’t help. He freaked out again and left you.
It was a lot to pin on him, but he felt that he did this.
It might not have fully been his fault, but he believed that he was the cause of your misery.
He wanted to help, but he could feel every ounce of pain that Heaven inflicted onto you, and he couldn’t stand it.
It wasn’t until one of the other ghouls forced him to see you that he really let himself try to patch up his mistakes.
He was absolutely terrified seeing how much pain you were in, but he slowly began to help.
But trusting him was hard…it happened slowly, but he helped you and you couldn’t help but let him in.
And he promised never to push you away. He promised to never let you get hurt. He promised to never leave you again.
Phantom
Once he finally got control of his glamour, he was allowed out of the Ministry.
Swiss had taken him to a shopping mall, letting him explore and choose his own style (on Copia’s dime of course).
They were taking a break at an Auntie Anne’s when he smelled something absolutely fantastic – and no, it wasn’t the cinnamon sugar pretzels.
Even as Swiss tried to reel him back, he walked over to you. Apparently he needed to get more than just his glamour under control to hide his ghoulish tendencies.
He came up and sniffed around you, making sure that the scent was indeed yours.
He was intrigued, and began asking you millions of questions in the middle of the mall.
Swiss finally pulled him away and took him back to the Ministry, and you…you didn’t know why, but you followed. Secretly, but you still followed.
You roamed the gardens at night, and he came out when he realized that the smell wasn’t just in his imagination.
His ghoul form entranced you, and you decided then and there that you wanted to fall.
There were nightly visits for about a month before you got the warning from Heaven.
He didn’t want you to fall. You were so pure and beautiful…but then he thought about you being a fallen angel. No limitations to your relationship.
So you fell. It was a painful break, but he was there for you.
He held you as you cried, did his best to cheer you up, and helped you find your place in the Ministry. He helped you find your place in the world.
Cirrus
It’s a situation similar to Mountain’s.
You were trying to fall. Trying to give God a reason to cast you out.
When she meets you, she’s confused and doesn’t know what to do.
She doesn’t know whether to push you away or pull you in.
It’s a lot of fighting and a lot of back and forth.
The two of you almost hated each other, but you couldn’t stand to be away from her.
You had already fallen, but there was something about you that was still so heavenly, and she couldn’t stand it.
She was one of the toughest ghouls, but slowly, her hard exterior began to chip away.
You broke her down and forced her to show her vulnerability.
And when she did, you saw just how scared she was.
But you were there to help her, and she was going to help you.
Cumulus
You were just a curious little thing, and she was excited to help.
Everyone thinks Cumulus is soft, but she was beyond thrilled to make you fall.
She’s decently possessive, and Heaven had their claws on what belonged to her.
She helped you learn Earthly ways while sneaking in her own corruption.
But when you did fall? She was terrified.
You were hurt, and she caused it. She didn’t want to see you.
She let the pack tend to you and your wounds.
She only saw you again when you made your way into her room, nothing but a blanket covering you.
She sobbed at the sight of you, and held you so tight.
You were her angel, and she messed up. Even though you’d forgiven her, she felt that she messed up, and she wasn’t going to forgive herself.
Sunshine
This happened in the weirdest way.
She was literally watching Lilo and Stitch, and that one scene where Lilo is praying. Sunshine thought it would be funny to try it out herself.
Walking over to the window, she kneeled down in front of it. “Maybe send me an angel. The nicest angel you have,” she repeated, folding her hands and giggling heavily.
Well giggling until she heard a very chipper “hello” from her bed.
And there you were: wings, golden glow, even pretty robes.
“What the fuck!” “Well that’s not very nice.”
There is an angel. On her bed. And a really really pretty angel at that.
She’s insanely curious as to who you were, and why you chose to come to the call of a demon in a satanic church.
You explain that you were sent to help the sinner in question (her) repent. Because obviously that's why she called you.
She had to explain that she was just joking of course, and that honestly just confused you.
You were very curious about the demon, and she was very curious about you.
There were visits at least once a week to each other after that.
You were given a warning, which is extremely generous of the head angels to give. They only gave you one more chance to stop your visits.
You began feeling guilty about lying, but you stopped visiting. Until you heard that same call. How could you resist?
You came back to her, and she managed to get you to stay the night.
You woke up earlier than her, and quietly rolled out of bed. As you looked in the mirror, you saw the feathers in your wings. Some still white, others graying, and others pitch black. You had fallen.
She felt so guilty, but honestly was more glad. No more restraints from Heaven keeping you from her. She was going to be your forever protector.
Aurora
Similar to Sunny, she summoned you on complete accident.
Sometimes, ghouls will read the bible for shits and giggle, and she was reading random scriptures. In between the pages was a random paper scribbled with incantations on how to summon an angel.
She watched Hocus Pocus one time, and decided that being a witch was her new favorite thing, so of course she decided to play around.
She was curious, and wanted to see what would happen.
So she summoned you on a random Tuesday.
Your curiosity matched hers perfectly.
She taught you all of the human things that she was taught. 
She was so proud of herself!! She even showed you off to Cirrus. 
Cirrus gave her a look of “what the actual everloving fuck?” and told her that you had to go.
Both of you refused, but soon, you felt a tug pulling you back to Heaven.
It was months before you returned.
Aurora became very depressed, only coming out of her room when forced. Heaven realized that you were feeling the same way over a demon.
They kicked you out immediately.
Cirrus was the first to find you after you fell, and immediately took you to Aurora.
Aurora immediately curled around you, keeping you protected and safe from the atrocities Heaven committed against you.
You were pulled from her once, and it would not happen again.
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senseioftheseidiots · 5 months
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Small doodle + headcanon jumpscare FT. PIXAL Wu and PIXAL are very often left alone to their own devices when the ninja go on missions, and so they've grown to get to know each other better, after a bit of awkward shuffling around each other because they've barely been able to properly talk, after a while they start bonding in ways the ninja didn't PIXAL helps Wu with trying to make food, teaching him of mechanics, sometimes secretly even riding the vehicles around the forest, the two can also sometimes just spend their days in comfortable silence, reading a book and talking about it later on. Due to this PIXAL has learned a few secrets of Wu that he hasn't even told the ninja, one of those things is his more draconic side, she gives him comfort in a way that makes him sure that she wont judge him for his antics [there's a certain pressure around the ninja, since he's the closest with them] One of the things PIXAL has found Wu to enjoy is sunbathing [its a dragon thing], so sometimes if he needs it, she goes accompany him to the side of the mountain, of course having her own cooling system as she reads a book in the peace of his company
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ap-kinda-lit · 8 months
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Fun Dragon Ball headcanons
Goku and Vegeta are experienced with video games because of their sons. They even sometimes play them together. Goku's favorite is Sonic the Hedgehog and Vegeta's Mortal Kombat. Vegeta is usually the victor in their matches.
Bulma makes up to Vegeta by letting him give Bulla a middle name. He picks Eschalot of course. He chooses this name after a famous Saiyan princess. Princess Eschalot was known as the ideal Saiyan princess: strong, intelligent, brave, beautiful, and a fierce warrior. She refused to marry and decreed that she only would if the suitor beat her in combat. Not only did she defeat each and every one, she even killed them.
The gang sometimes go to Yamcha's baseball games. The kids even have his baseball cards.
Piccolo's favorite water is from watermelons. Dende's is coconut.
Trunks and Bulla are grossed out when they learn their mother and Uncle Yamcha used to date.
Goku sometimes stops by Tien's school to observe or participate in lessons.
Goku and Chichi planted their own apple tree in their backyard shortly after they married. It's still there all these years later.
Vegeta is very approving towards Mai as a match for Trunks, especially since finding out she was an assassin.
Goku likes to bring Chichi souvenirs from his adventures. They could be a stone from a foreign planet, a seashell from the ocean, or a flower from the mountains.
Vegeta is a secret Taylor Swift fan. He listens to her music when he's training or thinking by himself.
The children like Broly and love to play with him.
Goku can be a jealous husband in a subtle way. If he notices a man checking Chichi out or trying to flirt with her, he will hold her hand and refer to her as his wife or use endearing names towards her.
As far as the public is concerned, Vegeta's a cryptid. Everyone knows his name and recognize him as Bulma Briefs' husband, but that's about it. Nobody knows who exactly he is, where he came from, or how he and Bulma met and got together. It's even more difficult since journalists are too scared of him to approach him for an interview.
Since he can remember, Goku has had dreams where he is floating in a yellow void, surrounded by large shadows of people and muffled voices. Most of the time, he sees and hears a small and friendly woman, a large man with a deep voice, or a short child who likes to knock on glass. Goku doesn't realize until many years later that these are memories of his time in his incubator and the people he was seeing/hearing were his parents and young Raditz.
"Hungry like a Saiyan" or "eat like a Saiyan" are common metaphors among certain alien races.
Krillin stays in touch with his Buddhist roots. He visits temples, even his old temple where he was raised. He sometimes brings 18 and Marron with him.
While it's not shown, Launch does stay in touch with everyone.
Chichi speaks fluent Cantonese and Mandarin. She personally teaches Gohan and Goten from a young age. Goku has even picked up some terms here and there. When she’s angry enough, Chichi will curse in either language.
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foxybouquet · 5 months
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Italian headcanons about the Papas and Copia…by an Italian.
Primo:
- plays bocce, scopa, and scala quaranta and has been playing them for so long he knows all the cheats.
- loves Totó movies, and can do a perfect impression of “the Pinocchio walk”
- “did some affari” in a small town in Sicily in his youth, and since then, it’s been curiously Mafia-free. Bonus: that town has a statue of an era 1 ghoul in their main piazza. (The local bishop hates it, but tolerates it because…omertà.)
- …ehhh, Primo might have a kid or two in that town. One’s the mayor.
SECONDO:
- would panic if he found out he had kids somewhere. Struck a deal with Beelzebub to be able to choose when he wants to become a father.
- It sticks, and Beelzy gets to come topside for Carnevale at the Ministry every year. Fire ghouls always figure out their disguise before the others.
- Has the only known bottle of Armani Lacrima di Cristo, which he commissioned, and which no potential lover can resist. Not that he needs it, prego.
- big Italian soccer fan. BIG. Ju-ve, Ju-ve, Ju-ve…!
- Only uses bath and cologne products from Santa Maria Novella in Florence
- Very dirty sense of humor, tells the most uncomfortably long jokes at the festini.
TERZO:
- Contrary to Secondo, all his bath products are from the latest trending European high-end parfumerie ; he doesn’t like “old stuff.”
- Has a standing reservation at the Danieli in Venice. Ahh, Venice! Loves to impress a potential bed partner with midnight gondola rides, even if he himself finds them incredibly cliché. Knows the owner of Harry’s Bar for morning Bellini.
- Learned how to drive stick, loves his Lamborghini, outruns the carabinieri on the autostrada on the reg
- cries at Aida. Omega has to keep him quiet in his box seat. Oh, that box seat has seen EVERYTHING.
- Loves to stick his hand in the Mouth of Truth in Rome. Has stuck other things in there too.
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COPIA:
- Spent a LOT of time in the Italian countryside and mountains as a kid. Hence, the freckles. Picked the most chestnuts and got the most prickles in his hands. (Started wearing gloves early)
- Cried when he had to leave to live at the Ministry
- He’s a surprisingly strong swimmer! Summers at Lake Garda honed his skills and now he can hold his breath almost three whole minutes! Dai, time him!
- The siblings of sin ABSOLUTELY took notice of his swimmer’s legs and elegant posture. If he weren’t such a NERD! …with pet rats! But, a few discerning sibs could get past the corny jokes and awkward stammering.
- And once he noticed it, he used his “Hot Nerd” mojo to full advantage 😏 It was one of those “worst-kept secrets at the Ministry” situations. The Ministry officials considered moving him back to Rome.
- Took singing lessons from an older air ghoul. She made him wish they were given proper names, back then. Nicknamed her Zia Soffio. He thinks of her kindness often, and how he wishes he had a mamma like her.
-Once he made Cardinal, he flew in a personal tailor da Milano, naturalmente! His papal tailor is Savile Row’s finest. He’s a clotheshorse, like Terzo. He’s never more confident than when he’s dressed to kill.
- when he was made Papa, out on stage in front of the world, he insisted on buying out an entire cantina for the next three nights. He still isn’t sure he is actually able to drink tequila again; only grappa from now on, per cortesia.
That’s all I’ve got for now! I based a LOT of this on growing up in Italy, myself. Hope you enjoyed ☺️
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theragethatisdesire · 9 months
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꧁ rage's writing masterlist ꧂
welcome! please find all of my writing below. i have tried valiantly to keep track of all my drabbles as well, but i'm still figuring out this formatting thing, so it's going to be a bit while i figure out what works for me! thanks for reading :)
DISCLAIMER: all of my writing contains MATURE CONTENT that is intended only for those over 18. if you are a minor or ageless blog, please kindly leave my page.
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Eren Jaeger
ti penso ogni giorno (a collection)
a collection of one-shots set in a modern au that spans nearly 10 years of your relationship with the cute boy you met at a party in college.
much ado about nothing (ongoing series)
plug!eren enters the life of our stressed out, literature student reader just when she least expects him. in true shakespearean fashion, chaos ensues. strangers to fwb to idiots in love.
scary dog privilege (one-shot)
you enlist eren as your fake boyfriend for connie’s birthday party, unable to face your ex, jean, without the help of your best friend. you forgot one crucial thing, though: where jean’s all bark, eren’s all bite.
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Jean Kirchstein
pretty girl (one-shot)
your new boyfriend jean is pretty much perfect, except when it comes to your incredibly vanilla sex life. you make the mistake of underestimating him.
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Reiner Braun
a girl is a gun (canon-divergent series, ao3 only for now)
after years of bloodshed and distance, evin finley reconnects with her childhood friend, reiner braun. they’ve both changed over the years, but the string that ties them together seems to have survived the wars they’ve faced. when secrets about evin’s past start to come to light after eren jaeger’s raid on liberio, reiner finds out whether or not love truly is the death of duty.
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Multi-Character
aot faves as dads (headcanons)
just my favorite boys with their precious little ones in another, happier life.
three’s a… (poly!erejean uni)
you and eren have been getting more adventurous in the bedroom and roping jean into your adventures. jean’s way too in his head about the whole thing.
show off (poly!erejean uni)
eren notices that you and jean have a bit of a crush on one another. he helps you act out your fantasy.
cabin in the woods (poly!erejean uni)
you and the boys head up to jean's mountain cabin to celebrate the one-year anniversary adding jean into your relationship with eren
drabble masterlist
sometimes i literally just never shut up and sometimes i play ask games so find the result of both of those things linked here.
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thelampisaflashlight · 3 months
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Some Aether, Mountain, and Dew specific headcanons. Let's go.
-Since they were all brought into the band around the same time -Mountain was already on the surface, just working elsewhere in the ministry, Aether was freshly summoned as apprentice to Omega, and Dew was working as a tech/Mists understudy- they weren't so much forced together, but, rather, felt like they needed to stick with one another, least in the beginning.
Aether and Dew quickly developed a dynamic that they could play off of on stage, and while Mountain can't exactly get up and mess with them, too, he's very much aware of everything they're up to and gets a kick out of it.
-Aether is, believe it or not, as much of a "bully" as Dew when it comes to antagonizing the other two; It's very much a mutual, "Haha, I'm gonna get you-" thing, and it's rarely taken too an extreme.
-When the three of them go to festivals and such together, it's never Dew that gets lost, it's always Mountain and then Aether, in that order, but if they find each other while looking for Dew, then they tease HIM for getting lost.
He hates it.
-One of them knows how to drive, but it's anyone's guess who's legally allowed to.
Does Dew have a license?
Surely Aether...
Mountain?
Spoiler: It's Dew.
Dew is the one with a driver's license, but he refuses to drive... because he has to wear prescription glasses, because, "Fuck you, I can see fine, I have demon eyes!" -squints at a sign- "It's all this fucking blue light, I swear to Satan-"
He has to wear the yellow tinted lenses.
And lastly;
-They all have one (1) "old man hobby" that they only let the other two know about.
Mountain makes yarn and knits.
Aether does cross stitch and embroidery.
And Dew paints.
They're all pretty well versed at their individual hobbies, and will sometimes make things to be sold around holidays/festivals for charity or to help fund their secret fishing trip.
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vvh1sk3y · 1 year
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Could you write some reader relationship headcanons with Ghost? Thank you
yes! i wrote some "fluffy headcanons" you can see them here if you already haven't :) i will sort of reiterate some stuff from there in this.
character(s): simon "ghost" riley, gen!reader
warning(s): nothing!
simon will literally ask you in the most deadpan voice to cuddle, play with his hair, whatever. he gets shy asking you for affection and tries to play it off by acting tough :,) (after a few drinks though, he's not shy to ask)
his pet names for you are darling, sweetheart, my love.
once you called him "my baby" and simon nearly broke down crying, he just loves you, like, a lot.
getting him to laugh is a challenge, but hearing you laugh at one of his corny jokes, tickling him, or kissing him all over his face, may just do the trick.
simon lives by the "those you know can hurt you the most" mentality and trusts very few people, he was even reluctant to even stay with you at one point in time, but you are one of the only people he is truly himself with and trusts. he's open about his past with you (for the most part) and tries to be honest about how he is feeling.
you are really the only family he has, and he values you more than life itself. you are his rock and he knows you would never leave him, but deep down it is still his biggest fear.
simon can have a short temper at times and he'll have quick moments of anger or be super irritable at times. he keeps his distance sometimes when he's this way, as he doesn't want to upset or possibly hurt you.
he wants to buy a nice house far away from everyone in a super rural area so you and him can just be alone together.
if you ever go out together for any reason, he's always holding your hand. if you're shopping together, he'll grab what he needs to get and immediately hold your hand again.
simon hates when anyone "looks at you funny" as he calls it. he has to fight the urge to punch whoever it is in the face.
his ideal date is either takeout at home and a movie, or a hike in the mountains or in the woods.
the only thing simon will try to keep secret from you is his love of super cutesy stuff. he will listen to totally random cutesy japanese music and if you ever found out, he'd probably just leave the country tbh. (basically him.)
simon found one of your old stuffed bears while going through your shared closet. he found it absolutely adorable and would sometimes go find it just to admire it while you were gone. he very subtly suggested you put it on your dresser instead of just leaving it to sit in the closet. now it sits on your dresser and when you're around simon will grab it and give it a quick little squeeze and put it back down. (you 100% know he's doing this because "why is my bear in a totally different position than it was an hour ago?")
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whiteswarm · 2 years
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How do you think Artica would react to meeting the Freljordian spirit gods?))
Anivia:
She'd stare in awe and maybe shed a tear, because she's there. She's real. She's as beautiful and noble as her mother told her, and she'd be uncertain about either bow to her or go hug her.
Ornn:
Definitely be scared at first, but she'd probably seek him to fix her axe and make it more effective against the Frostguard. Of course it took lots of bargaining about how much cider/pies she'd give him as a payment. If she'd came to know about his pain due to losing his many followers and apprentices, she would drop by and leave him some of her homemade food or cider.
Volibear:
She'd be scared as hell. She knows Volibear is against Lissandra but his destructive nature is not what she needs or wants. Neither what the Freljord needs. The Frostguard must be stopped and the Watchers destroyed for good, but Volibear is too dangerous and she fears to become as ruthless as he is
Sister Seal:
Huh... unfortunately we don't have much info about her. All we know is that she uses many disguises so she may not recognize her straight away.
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illubean · 3 months
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Hi hellooo <3 I love your blog and since I have a thing for this bug-eyed boi, I wanted to ask you to please write a headcanon or a small one-shot (whatever you are comfortable) about teenage!illumi SOMEHOWWWWW having a secret friendship and he meets reader in the forest etc :)
Assassins Don't Have Friends
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Characters: Teenager!Illumi Zoldyck Type: Fluff, oneshot, Teenager!Gn!reader
this turned out kinda long >.< idk how to feel about it tbh
Warnings: mention of human trafficking kind of?
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Illumi Zoldyck was a perfect assassin and a perfect son. He never showed fear, vulnerability, was excellent at his job and followed all the rules to a t. Or so everyone thought.
It wasn't long ago that Illumi had went on the job that would unknowingly change his life, maybe about three months give or take. He was assigned to take out a member of the mafia known for trading illegal goods. Apparently he had owed the man who hired Illumi money and had no means of paying it. He was to dispose of the target swiftly and silently.
After the job had been done the young Zoldyck somehow failed to notice the figure in the corner, who had been watching him with surprised and tired eyes. Upon realizing he was not alone, the boy was quick to pin the figure down, ready to take their life at any given moment. Now that he was up close to this person, he realized it was another kid around his age, wearing tattered and dirty clothes. The part that intrigued him most is that they didn't seem afraid of him.
The mysterious person only smiled at him, eyes softening with admiration as they spoke.
"Thank you for saving me."
The young assassin stared blankly in confusion. Saving them? All he did was his job and you just happened to be there, he didn't really try benefiting you on purpose. Illumi lowered the needle he had pointed at the persons neck, eyes narrowing before he responded.
"What are you talking about?"
"That man you killed. I was just auctioned off to him and needless to say he was a horrible man, so thank you. I'm Y/n by the way."
Illumi got off of Y/n, turning around to leave before speaking up once more.
"I didn't kill him for you, I was doing my job. I should kill you too for being a witness, but I'll let you go this once."
The Zoldyck boy began to embark on his journey back home before he heard footsteps running to catch up to him.
"I never caught your name? Who are you anyway?"
He continued to walk, not once turning to face Y/n.
"Quit following me."
"But I have nowhere to go-"
"I don't care where you go, just get away from me."
It was silent for a few moments as the teens continued to walk. Y/n ignored Illumi's demands as they neared a path that stretched through a vast forest. At the end of the trail there was a large mountain. Illumi knows he shouldn't have led this stranger so close to his home, but something inside him wouldn't let him push them away.
"You still haven't told me your name. Are you like a secret spy or something? Geez we've been walking for so long- don't tell me we have to walk all the way up that mountain!"
The young assassin stopped when they got to the base of the mountain, causing Y/n to run into his back with a small 'oof'.
In front of them was a large stone wall with metal doors in the center.
"This is as far as I can allow you to get. I shouldn't have let you follow me for so long but frankly you don't pose any threat."
"Aww, I think you just let me follow you so far because you like me! Noowwww can I finally know the name of my new friend?"
Y/n smiled at the stoic male in front of them, blinking and awaiting a response.
"Assassins don't have friends, now leave."
Illumi approached the seven large doors of his home and began to push them open before pausing.
"It's Illumi."
He entered through those doors while Y/n stood confused for a few moments before realizing.
That was his name.
While the doors were closing he heard a voice yell from the opposite side.
"Okay Mr assassin! I'll come back here here every day to see you!"
{Pov switch? kinda?}
And that's exactly what you did. Every day for about a week you showed up at the foot of the mountain, sometimes convincing Zebro to call the butlers quarters.
After Illumi found out about this, he finally went down to meet them. This time you looked much cleaner, holding a small basket with a cloth over it.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I told you I would visit every day, didn't I? Oh, and this is for you. I managed to make a little money by fighting so consider this as a "thank you'. Y'know, for killing that guy?"
You held out the basket, gesturing for the boy in front of you to take it. He lifted the cloth to reveal some baked goods underneath. Illumi sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"You can't keep trying to call the house. I told you assassins don't have friends."
"Welllll can't you make an acception for little ole me?" you asked, batting your eyelashes at him. "It could be our little secret!"
Without a word, Illumi grabbed one of your wrists and began walking into the forest surrounding his home. He stopped as the both of you came to a clearing, sitting down against the trunk of a tree.
"You're annoyingly stubborn."
You only smiled before sitting down next to him, reaching into your basket and pulling out two custard buns.
"Well it seems to work," you started, offering him one of the buns. "We're friends now, after all."
Illymi accepted the sweet treat with a sigh and ended up sitting there with you for hours. At some point you had both agreed to meet there once a week.
After these visits Illumi began developing a soft spot for you. He anticipated the days you would show up and the time you got to spend together.
Maybe he wasn't a perfect son.
He had secretly been seeing you without his family knowing and you were beginning to break down those walls of his.
Maybe he wasn't the perfect assassin.
Because after all, assassins don't have friends.
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