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vqnrouged · 13 hours
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When i saw that you write hsr now i smiled like an idiot- anyways for the request could you please do natasha or serval(or both👀) with a reader that's the complete opposite of them? Like with Natasha the reader is more energetic, goofball and rowdy/loud. And with Serval the reader is more reserved/introverted, quiet, calm/stoic. Take your time and thank you in advance if you write this request!! Also i forgot to tell you, but its supposed to be headcanons^^ (sorry if this is long, i'm just really happy you write hsr bc this is my first ever request on someones blog (╥﹏╥) )
𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀 & 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐋 ── ᡣ𐭩
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↳ content | opposites attract with our favorite guitarist and our favorite doctor, serval and natasha!
↳ first of all, MY GIRLSSSS!!! second, hi kyo! glad to be your first request! sorry that serval’s part is a lil bit short lmao. hope you enjoy. <3
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✿ ˖° natasha is a very patient woman, so it’s no surprise that she can handle your rambunctious behavior rather well. having dealt with many a children in her orphanage that were, and are, just as energetic and free spirited as yourself makes it easier for her to know what exactly you want or need. just like she can tell that you’re going to burst if you don’t get up and go do something, she can see right through you. and of course, she’s willing to go out somewhere with you if you really need to. but, please let her rest beforehand.
✿ ˖° since you’re very energetic, natasha makes a point to go on dates that are more on the… high energy side! she believes that they help you let off more steam and tire you out quicker, that way when the two of you get home, you can just cuddle in bed before natasha has to go back to work the next morning. these are the best dates because natasha enjoys seeing you have fun with whatever hobby or activity she or yourself found to do together, it warms her heart to see you so happy. and don’t worry, she loves doing these activities with you too! getting to know someone through their likes or dislikes, the way they react to certain actions or words; natasha pays attention to it all. and she loves you for your unique personality, it truly makes you stand out from the crowd.
✿ ˖° she’s more than willing to patch you up if you get into a fight or manage to hurt yourself on a mission, but that doesn’t mean you’re not let off without a scolding. it’s only because she worries greatly about you, the thought of you getting severely injured is one of her greatest fears. ever since you came back from saving belobog with the trailblazer, a broken arm held tenderly in your hand as you bit back grunts of pain in tow, she does not want you to risk your life like that again. her heart broke once she saw how much pain you were in, and quickly rushed you to her clinic. even now the memory makes her feel like her bodies on fire with woe, she couldn’t prevent your pain this time. so please, do be careful not to get too hurt or you’ll have to face your girlfriends more serious, saddened side.
✿ ˖° she also really appreciates it if you help her out at her clinic, being up all day to patch up and diagnose patients can be quite taxing at times. but, with your high energy and silly nature, you can manage to calm down and entertain patients while she grabs their medicine. so, she likes to have you at the clinic as long as you’re willing to help her out. with this also comes the cute interactions you have with some of the children patients that frequent natasha’s clinic, such as hook and the moles. hook is just rambunctious as yourself, if not then even more than yourself and can at times overwhelm natasha. but, with your help you get along just fine with hook! in fact, natasha thinks that the little girl gets scrapes and bruises on purpose just to see you. one time she even faked a bruise, to which she got a firm scolding for from the doctor. as much as natasha finds it cute, the trouble you get into with the little underworlder can make her feel uneasy. she doesn’t want either of you to get hurt, but she can’t always stop your shenanigans. so sometimes all she can do is patch the two of you up and scold you, but you two do make quite the cute duo.
✿ ˖° someone give this woman a reward for dealing with your shenanigans (๑-﹏-๑)
── ᡣ𐭩
↳𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐋
✿ ˖° serval can be very high energy herself, hence why she’s perfect for performing. but, your quiet and calm nature is her favorite thing to come home to. her concerts can get loud very fast with how much instruments her and her bandmates are playing, so coming home to such a quiet and loving home is music to her ears. though, her favorite is listening to your heart beat. it’s so soothing, never missing a single beat as it continues to calm the rockstar down. she could just cuddle and listen to your special song for hours if she could, which is exactly what she immediately does whenever she arrives home.
✿ ˖° adores teasing you, but if you ever get uncomfortable she will immediately stop. the last thing she wants is for you to feel uncomfortable when you’re with her, so she’ll keep the teasing to a minimum. however, if you don’t mind it, then you’re in for a lot of it, my friend. she will absolutely call you silly pet names or randomly give you a hug while you’re out together, it brings her joy to see you so flustered by her.
✿ ˖° she invites you to every one of her shows, but she will never force you to go if you don’t want to. she understands that her shows can get really loud with how much the crowd is yelling and the music, so she gets it if you don’t want to be involved with that. but, if you don’t mind the loud noises then her face will light up as soon as she catches a glimpse of you in the crowd! she may blow a kiss or two during the entirety of the concert, it’s just her way of showing you she loves you even though she’s like fifteen feet away from you.
✿ ˖° serval is, more often than not, always tinkering and fixing broken instruments or other various mechanical paraphernalia in her workshop. at times, it can get a little too quiet while she works so she loves to have you sit in with her and just talk. all of the things you have to say are all interesting to her, your takes on certain topics are interesting to say the least. in public, you don’t tend to talk that much unless you’re spoken to first, so when you’re willing to say just about anything to serval, it makes her incredibly happy.
✿ ˖° and the best girlfriend reward goes to… serval!
ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ
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@𝐯𝐪𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐝 ✿
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iicaru2 · 6 months
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every single time the full moon comes around akutagawa goes “Is it that time of the month again, Jinko?” to atsushi at some point and it always unfailingly pisses him off to no end
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mister13eyond · 10 months
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basically vin's morality is "you have to play with your cat until he's exhausted or he WILL make his own fun and it WILL be destroying your furniture"
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theflyingfeeling · 8 months
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After that timeline thing…I wouldn’t be surprised if they were really dating lol
if that ain't exactly what I was trying to tell ya 😌
and even if they're not dating, you gotta admit they're at least some sorta special friends 🥺💕
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devildomresidentt · 3 months
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Lucifer Headcanons (Smelly old fart)
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He has multiple grey hairs and grey patches in his hair (Thanks to a certain white haired sorcerer)
He started to develop bad eyesight due to being hit with lightning before the fall so he started wearing glasses, but he mainly wears contacts since he can’t bother to remember where he (or his brothers) puts his glasses.
Has various scars along his back, shoulders, arms, and hands from shielding his brothers during the Celestial War along with tearing out his wings.
Keeps bottles of Demonus hidden around the house of Lamentation, Mammon likes to look for them like a scavenger hunt.
He tells the corniest dad jokes known to man, sometimes it’s on purpose, sometimes he’s being genuine.
Has a picture in his wallet of his brothers and MC.
He has a slightly hooked nose, he gets it from his father.
Favors Mammon, even though he always denies it when someone brings up.
Loves listening to Levi rant about his interests, he finds it entertaining.
Has multiple matching keychains with MC and his brothers, he even keeps a separate chain just to hold them all.
Hates it when people touch his wings, he’s very sensitive about them, especially near the base of them.
Third tallest brother behind Levi and Beel (Never bring it up around him because he’ll either mentally spiral or go on a violent rampage)
Favorite genre is Horror, mainly psychological for both movies and books.
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jellys-compendium · 3 months
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JJK Mafia AU
MafiaBoss!Nanami Kento Headcanons
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Rating: Explicit (18+ Only)
Pairing: Nanami Kento x gn!reader Cw: smut, mentions of violence and illegal activities Word Count: ~700 A/n: I am so weak. One little thought about Mafia!Boss Nanami and my little brain went boom. I hope this brainrot sticks because I'd love to write a multichapter fic with this premise!
mafiaboss!nanami rules from his position at the top of his criminal syndicate with an iron fist. Nanami is ruthless when it comes to ensuring that each gang member respect the chain of command and obey his rules. If you mess up, he doesn't give you second chances.
mafiaboss!nanami who oozes wealth. The luxury cars he drives, the expensive suits he wears--that watch that costs more than what you make in a year circling his thick wrist. All of these things not only speak to Nanami's expensive tastes, but also to the raw power and unadulterated authority he holds at his fingertips.
mafiaboss!nanami who has earned his wealth and status through his cunning and discipline. He has made his way to the top of the food chain through his own merit alone. Nanami has a deep respect for others who do the same.
mafiaboss!nanami who has the entire city eating out of the palm of his hand. Neither the politicians nor police force make a move without his express approval.
mafiaboss!nanami is dangerous when he is crossed. Nanami finds no pleasure in killing, but he will carry out the proper sentence towards those who have betrayed him. Especially towards any poor idiot who has taken something that belongs to him.
mafiaboss!nanami who could have his pick of any woman or man he so desires. Models, celebrities, or whatever multi-million heir/heiress that catches his eye. However, Nanami had grown tired of toying with these spoiled and out of touch airheads long ago. Now, Nanami much prefers to spend his time entertaining himself with someone who has a head on their shoulders. Someone like you.
mafiaboss!nanami who wants you the moment he first lays eyes on you. But he is not interested in using force, or his power and influence to win your heart. Instead, Nanami prefers to watch you from afar, relishing in your fire as you try to make your way on your own. And yet, whenever you eventually--inevitably--storm your way into his office with a frustrated scowl and sheepishly ask for his help, the euphoria that blooms in Nanami's chest is as powerful as the drugs he smuggles.
mafiaboss!nanami who simultaneously teases you and lays claim to you through his purposeful and scorching touches. His large hand on the small of your back as he guides you to his car, his fingers tracing the back of your neck as he fastens the necklace he had gifted you, the way his lips barely brush against yours as he leans down to sternly scold you for putting yourself in danger...
mafiaboss!nanami who kisses you with a knee-weakening and breathless passion. He ravishes your perfect mouth so well and so thoroughly, that you know deep down in your bones that you'll never be satisfied with kissing anyone else.
mafiaboss!nanami who undresses you with awe and hungry reverence. Nanami can't keep his mouth off of you. The deep, rumbling groans that escape him as he diligently tastes every delectable inch of your body makes your heart hammer in your chest. Nanami leaves no place unworshipped.
mafiaboss!nanami who staves off the full force of his desire for you for as long as he can. But those sweet little cries you make, coupled with your lewd kisses and the feeling of your fingers digging into the muscles of his back are his downfall. Partially clothed, Nanami pins you to his desk and fucks you into it raw.
mafiaboss!nanami who isn't satisfied with just one round. After he's fucked you on the desk he moves you towards the window, propping your hips up before pressing your palms against the glass. He leans down behind you and whispers seductively into your ear that he wants you to watch your reflection in the glass. Nanami wants you to witness how beautiful your expression becomes when he makes you mewl and whimper and cream on his cock.
mafiaboss!nanami who offers to provide for you and protect you when morning comes--and smiles when you decline. Nanami's gaze is intense, laced with both admiration and possessiveness as he watches you slip back on that sexy little number you wore last night.
He can't wait to taste you again.
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mitch-the-silly · 2 months
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Heyoo!! I was wondering if I could request Angel dust x gn! reader headcanons of them being silly and romantic while cooking together?🥰 Like reader is trying to focus on what they need for the recipe they’re gonna make and Angel is just like “mhm mhm sounds good sugar” barely listening, admiring reader like this 😍😍😍, Angel being as clingy and close to them as possible, them having little mini food fights, etc.. just adorable, slightly chaotic vibes!💕 I hope this isn’t too long, thank you so much!!🫶🏼
OFC!! I love Angel sm!! He’s so bbg and honestly, he’s one of my faves!! Angel literally deserves all the love in the world and you cannot change my mind-
clingy!Angel Dust x Gn! Reader
Headcanons!
Here are your hcs!!
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This is definitely Angel Dust and his S/o cooking because of some sort of teamwork activity Charlie organized!
Little does she know that you two are so in love with each other that you can’t get anything done…
Whatever it is you two are cooking, it’s made by nothing but you two’s love.
Angel definitely is a helper princess. 
He’ll be there to “help” his partner but he will do nothing but play around with them. Like seriously, he’s too pretty to do the cooking work. But he’s there for emotional support and for the lovely sight of his absolutely dashing partner.
“Angie, can you pass me the salt?” They asked while trying to read the next step in the recipe. 
Angel gazed longingly at them. The way they focused on what they were doing was so attractive to him. He took an arbitrary spoon and stirred the salt playfully, waiting for them to turn to him.
When they finally did turn to him, they raised a brow at him, wondering why Angel hadn’t handed them the salt. “What’s wrong?” They asked him.
Angel giggled, slowly scooting the salt to them. “I just wanted you to look at me, toots.~” He cooed, moving closer to them, kissing their cheek.
They rolled their eyes playfully and gave him a gentle peck on the lips. “If you help me out and we win, we can cuddle and watch a movie together.” They offered, trying to get him to help out.
Angel pouted, throwing his arms around them, hugging them like his life depended on it. “But what if we don’t win…? Can I still get cuddles?~”
“Angie, babe, you doubt my cooking skills?~” They chuckled, blowing a small amount of flour at his face. 
“Oh, it’s on!” He chuckled, taking some flour in his hand and throwing it at them. 
In the end, you two didn’t win the activity because you two were too busy playing around with the flour and lost track of time. 
Niffty’s team won. She did all the work not because no one helped her, but because she knew exactly what to do and didn't let anyone do anything but pass her things (which defeated the purpose, but that was beside the point; a win is a win). What can I say? She’s an amazing cook. 
You two definitely get a mean scoldin’ from Vaggie for making a mess.
But you two are defended by Charlie because you two are ADORABLE! And she could never have you two be in trouble for such a loving display.
Niffty goes crazy cleaning up your mess though. It kept her entertained for a while.
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nestypewriter · 3 months
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hi!! can i request a yan!Butler? HC or oneshot you can do whatever you like <3
YANDERE! BUTLER
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[Content Warning: Mention of murder, obsessive tendency]
[Disclaimer: I want to emphasize that I do not endorse or support this type of behavior. This content is purely for entertainment purposes.]
{Author 's Note : Sorry this took long! Had to brainstorm some ideas! this is my first request and thank you for requesting! 💜💜}
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Yandere! Butler, who was about three years older than you when he first met you (you were around 5 at the time), was assigned to tend to your every need (playing, feeding, cleaning, and even killing someone for you).
Yandere! Butler feels obligated to be with you in every aspect of your day, but there are times he can't be with you, such as during the ball (he mostly stays outside while it's going on inside; oh, how he wishes to dance with you).
Yandere! Butler became the head butler when you took over the house, and boy, does he love it! Just the thought of controlling everything you need excites him!
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You let out a sigh and tossed the letter into the pile as a knock on the door filled the silent room. "Come in," you said, rubbing your temple. The door opened, and your butler's hushed voice called out, "Good evening, my lord." He entered with a tray of tea and set it on a nearby table.
"Thank you," you said, picking up the tea cup. "Is something the matter, my lord?" he asked, glancing at the pile of letters on the table's edge. "Oh, just some marriage proposals," you said, rolling your eyes. "Could you dispose of them?" You turned your attention back to your work papers.
"Right away, my lord," he replied with a bow, grabbing the tray of letters and leaving the room, quietly closing the door behind him.
Yandere! Butler descended to the basement and halted by the large furnace. He gazed blankly at the letters and casually tossed them into the burning fire. 'You all thought you were good enough? Heh... Think again,' he thought, observing the letters turn to ash. 'You don't even stand a chance. They are MINE and ONLY MINE!'
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forbidden-sunlight · 1 year
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yandere!poseidon headcanons with fem!kokushibo!reader
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warning: obsessive behavior, violence, spoilers from manga/anime. Please take caution when reading the content.
Credit for this piece goes to @recreationalfanfics and their phenomenal works, specifically this one. I would like to specially thank my friend @nixes-noxes for helping me fine-tune this script to its fullest potential.
The intention of this story is for entertainment purposes only. The behavior exhibited here is inappropriate and unhealthy, hence it should not be encouraged. There are also triggers, so please take caution. You are responsible for your Internet consumption!
A demon was born from the malice of mankind. That is the story that humans and gods believe…but that is not the truth in your case.
 Fearing death, you willingly drank Muzan Kibitsuji’s blood and became the first Upper Moon. One of Twelve Kizuki to serve him and provide aid in his quest to obtain a solution to walk in the sunlight. You had died by the hands of your descendant and his fellow Demon Slayers, unsatisfied with the life you had lived as an abomination. In the end, you could not attain the innate talent your little brother possessed.
Because you were a creature classified as ‘evil’, you were confined to the depths of Helheim as punishment to suffer for all eternity. Not wanting to perish for a second time, you sliced down  enemies and cultivated your Moon Breathing Style in the hellish landscape before you were suddenly plucked out of that place, coming face-to-face with your new master: the Valkyrie called Brunhilde. 
Apparently, she had intended to call out another champion to fight against the gods in a tournament known as Ragnarok, but for some unknown reason you were whisked here by her summons. Seeing this ‘accident’ as an opportunity, you laid out your sword and offered your loyalty to her. Yes you were a demon, but you had been loyal to Muzan until your dying breath. Being the servant to a demigod would not be any different, minus facing the antagonization of both human and gods alike for just being by her side. 
It was better than returning to Helheim, anyway. The water did not scorch your skin and the high quality tea leaves were exceptional. 
The smallest pleasures in life made a difference…but does that include being on the roster to fight against the infamous tyrant of the divine waters,  Poseidon? Probably not. 
Yandere!Poseidon
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This is a god who is the physical embodiment of perfection. He is a king who has no need to be supported by individuals who are beneath him in the hierarchy of all life. Furthermore, he was not pleased when his little brother had added him as a contender in this childish tournament without his consent. Why stall the inevitable fate of humanity with Ragnarok? It’s honestly a waste of time for him. 
There has never been an opponent who did not quiver at the sight of his trident nor survived to tell the tale. So why should he even bother to give any effort in this fight? His opponent was a demon. It is only natural that a demon would be stomped down by someone like himself, even if it is a female one with a slightly impressive physique and once bore the moniker ‘Moon Hashira’. 
Untamed [Hair Color] tresses held together in a ponytail that reached to her waist. [Favorite Color] nagagi-kimono and black umanori-styled pants tied with a white obi. [Eye Color] irises and red sclera with words written on them. 
The only reason he even recognized the clothing is because Aphrodite whined about the ‘poor fashion’ taste of Brunhilde’s new ‘pet’...but did she honestly expect anything more from a demon? 
No, but she enjoyed hearing the others praise her intellect and how no one could ever hold a candle to the beauty of the lusty goddess. A hypocrite by any other name. She and Ares had another falling out, again. 
Still it would not bother the gods nor himself by allowing his opponent to try and land a hit on him before killing the unfortunate abomination. The effort of an ant trying to avoid being crushed by a boot is always…adorable. 
This act of ‘kindness’ towards the Moon Hashira led Poseidon into a match that has lasted longer than the previous Ragnarok bouts. She did not hesitate to use the water surrounding the arena to create a heavy mist that acted as a smokescreen before attacking from behind with her sword. She slashed his calves and right forearm, then jammed her sword that is made from her own flesh and blood into his stomach. She was going to kill him. She would do whatever it took to win the fight.  
This revelation enraged Poseidon. How dare a demon think that she can kill a god? Blasphemy! HE IS A GOD, HE IS PERFECTION. ANYONE WHO DISAGREES HIM DESERVES TO DIE. 
And yet he still found himself kneeling on the circular platform, leaning heavily against his trident with the bloodied edge of her sword pressed against the side of his neck. If it isn’t the reversal of positions that bothered him the most, it was the look of indifference dancing in the Moon Hashira’s eyes. As if he was the one being a nuisance and not the other way around. 
Suddenly, she withdrew her sword and sheathed it. “I will not kill you.” She said, “A hierarchy exists to keep the balance between those who sit at the top of the food chain and those who are barely scraping by. Those who upset the balance must be punished accordingly. I am a demon, so I should die by the hands of a god…but I will not allow myself to die by someone who does not respect my master. That is…embarrassing. So take this loss as an act of kindness from me. The humiliation of being defeated by someone such as myself is more than adequate punishment.” 
Turning her back to him, she stepped onto the boat that was tied to a stone pillar and drifted back to the human’s side of the arena. Poseidon also retreated, refusing Ares’ offers to escort him to the medical wing and swiftly returning to his palace beneath the ocean floor. He ignored Proteus’ concerns, isolating himself in his quarters as he…unleashed his anger onto the furniture. They could be easily replaced…but his defeat cannot be remedied just like the splintered wood, the tattered drapes, or anything he had thrown around the room. 
He has lost against an imperfect creature. Him, the one who is the most feared and blessed god in the pantheons. How could this have happened?! How?!
Though is the Moon Hashira truly an ant if she had beaten him? No. But there is no use thinking about the wretched embodiment of impurity anymore. He…has lost the match, and in the end it is just one loss for the gods. Humanity will be destroyed, and the divine waters will be restored to their glory once the vermin have been eradicated. 
Shortly after he had regained his composure, Poseidon returned to the Grecian’s private balcony to watch the other matches. As he is a god, his wounds healed within a matter of hours…so why could he have still felt the sword in his belly, twisting his insides? Why?
This might be the starting point in his descent to madness. He would remain a silent statue even in the aftermath of his adopted nephew’s death by Jack The Ripper’s hands, and Shiva’s obvious win against Raiden Taeemon while his brethren watched the events unfold in awe and anger. 
But no matter how hard he tried to dissuade thoughts about the Valkyrie’s servant, his mind always drifted back to the Moon Hashira. He silently reflected on their fight; he remembered the humiliation when she spared his life, her deadly grace as she released one form of the Moon Breathing Style, her perfection. 
[First Name] [Last Name], the Moon Hashira and a demon summoned from the depths of Helheim to save humanity….she was perfection. And Poseidon wanted her.
Knowing that the moon always gravitated towards the ocean would only feed into his delusions that it must be a sign from the Fates that this is his other half. The companion who will be by his side for all enternity. So why does she still dare to stand by Brunhilde and whisper in the demigod’s ear? Why does she converse with the samurai Kojiro, when he had no business being near her, let alone sharing a plate of Japanese snacks and tea? 
How dare she smile at the man who had killed Heracles and the traitorous Buddha? She is perfect, there is no need to waste her time teaching her breathing techniques to a brat that went toe-to-toe with Loki in the greenhouse! 
When the tyrant of the oceans witnessed [First Name] showing more emotions around the other combatants, he knows must act swiftly or else she will be snatched away by someone else who is lesser than a god of perfection such as himself, or worse be cast aside by her malicious master for the sake of humanity’s survival. 
He will make the necessary arrangements with Proteus to prepare his kingdom for the arrival of a new queen.
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The Moon Hashira is fully aware of Poseidon’s psychotic tendencies and will not make it easy for him to whisk her away like Zeus’ previous mistresses. Nor is she blindly loyal to being oblivious to Brunhilde’s scheming. 
She did not live for half of a millennia as an Upper Moon by being an idiot.
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sleepyghostuwu · 12 days
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Aventurine Headcanons: Working with him
(A/N) Just some goofy ahh headcanons I made for our goofy ahh gambler because I like him very much (I'm patiently waiting and saving up for his banner). These can be viewed from both a platonic and a romantic POV ;) Enjoy~!
Cw: Alcohol and gambling mentions, subtle spoilers to his backstory from HSR 2.1
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First off, you're going to have one heck of a ride with this man
He's very snarky, so brace yourself for a hellish amount of attitude every time you interact with him for any purpose. It can and will get to the point that you actually start complaining about him at least once to your other friends and colleagues during breaks or even work itself.
Aeons forbid if aforementioned friends and colleagues counter your complaints with the argument that he's very handsome. As if being devilishly good-looking and charismatic is going to excuse his sass (Unfortunately, it does).
He can't help but chuckle whenever he finds out that you've been grumbling about him to pretty much the entire workplace. Not even the innocent janitors and cafe baristas are spared from your rants.
He also has a bad tendency to eavesdrop on your conversations whenever given the chance, solely for his entertainment.
He finds it amusing to "just so happen to pass by" when you're talking about anything (including your complaints about him messing with you), even more so when he decides to interject into the conversation when you finish talking, giving you a nasty surprise in the process.
"...I just can't stand having him around anymore!" Aventurine, who has been listening for the past 20 minutes: "Oh no, how awful of him." "SHUT UP, YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!"
Even when his sass continues to show itself to you, once the both of you get used to working together and get more acquainted with each other, you may even end up getting along with him pretty well, much to the surprise of both of you. Before you know it, when the time comes, the both of you are now good friends with each other.
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If you think simply working with him in the same workplace is bad enough of an experience, imagine earning his friendship and unlocking a newer level of shenanigans he's about to pull off before you while you're at it.
Being more open to your company, Aventurine will make it a habit to drag you to the casino and bar after working hours to spend time with you.
You initially protest against his seemingly unhealthy obsession with gambling and alcohol, and often question out loud how his life is still put together, much to his amusement. As time passed, your nagging ceased, but of course, you still express concern towards that aspect of him.
He eagerly teaches you how to gamble your fortunes skillfully whenever you join him at the casino, but he only allows you three tries when it comes to playing around with the the assortment of gambling machines there, claiming that you were not ready to push your luck as far as he did with his.
He treats you to lots of drinks too. Being a regular at the bar, sometimes he boasts about having you as his companion to the bartender and the other patrons, much to your initial embarrassment.
He also makes outrightly crude jokes about colleagues he has beef with, after which you either burst out in boisterous laughter from the drinks and the same sense of humour, or you stare at him in disbelief and horror as you wonder if the both of you would be sued for his reckless remarks in public.
Sometimes you have to make Aventurine aware of his own alcohol tolerance as he downs one drink after another, even having to request a simple cup of soda for him to help him stay alert.
There are also times where he gets so wasted that you practically had to drag him home with you (you did not have his address) and leave him in a spare room for him to stay the night until he sobered up, something that he silently appreciates you for. In return, he genuinely tries to make work easier for you and tones down his attitude just a teeny bit as a way of showing his gratitude.
Needless to say, having you look out for him is a big win, both for you and the man himself.
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If you've managed to reach this part of your relations with Aventurine, congratulations. You've hit the jackpot.
As the both of you spend more time together, bantering during working hours and (almost) getting financially and physically wasted at the casino bar every now and then, Aventurine slowly displays a starkly contrasting side of his flamboyant self.
While your initial outings with him were merely restricted to the casino bar, he gradually begins bringing you around a variety of places, most of which were noticeably quieter than what you thought was his taste.
Heck, he even brought you to the library once to read together with you, and you had trouble figuring out whether this was actually Aventurine you were going out with and not some quiet impostor from work who decided to steal you away after work.
That being said, you eventually find out that Aventurine has a much softer side of him that he has been keeping in the dark, one that he finally decided that he felt safe sharing with you.
You also find out that he likes drawing as a hobby and is surprisingly good at it, though most of the time he makes Gepard-skill level of doodles of his colleagues and higher-ups out of spite.
You joke once about sending those doodles to their respective art subjects as gifts, and when an amused Aventurine agrees, you honestly can't tell if he was playing along or seriously considering your suggestion.
Having grown closer to him, you also can't help but suddenly feel more curious about who he is, not as the extravagant and sometimes obnoxious member of the Ten Stonehearts of the IPC, but rather as a person, whatever his real name may be.
You asked him about the barcode-like tattoo on his neck once, though from the way he tensed up at your question, you decided that this man (unsurprisingly) had some walls up, and for now, it was not yours to break through by force.
On the bright side, at least you know him a lot better compared to most people around him. For Aventurine, that will be more than enough...for now.
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eveenstar · 1 year
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╯‧⁚⁛⁙ ┉ self-aware!ghostface and the player headcanons | part 1/?
-> first things first, once danny breaks the fourth wall, good luck because bby that man will never leave you alone. he wants your attention on him and him alone. you either main him or risk getting your game glitched out til you do.
-> gets frustrated when you purposely let survivors go. this is not a charity party, this is a hunting trial. thinks you're going too soft and might honestly assume control of himself and take matters into his own hands if you keep it up.
-> depending on his mood, he might or might not care if you accidentally let some slip. it's okay hun everyone makes mistakes (but not 3 in a row). you're not like danny, a ruthless and cold-blooded murderer, so he understands. though if he keeps getting flashbanged he will take matters into his own hands again because he's trying not to go blind before his forties.
-> loves watching you scroll on your phone or eating when you're taking a break from matches. if you don't pay attention to him for long he'll start repeating his basic animations (stab stabby stab stab) until you look up and he can see those pretty eyes of yours again. ♡
-> absolutely despises when you switch to survivor. he doesn't get it. what do they have that he doesn't? what's the fun in being chased and hunted? he's so much more fun and entertaining- you can't just replace him like that.
->danny doesn't care about fashion or his appearance overall. his hair is often messy and with hits of dried blood here and there, and sometimes he forgets to wash himself after a kill but he loves when you buy him cosmetics. maybe it's the way your eyes lit up, or the small comments you make about how 'handsomely gorgeous he looks in red', and he craves that attention.
->believes you two are the match. no other killer or survivor could ever have what you and the ghostface have. his skills and your brains are the ultimate pair, any other could only dream of having a 'relationship' like the two of you have.
->snickers to himself as you make background commentary of how the trial is going, 'wow nea what was that?' 'damn are you just gonna leave your teammate die on first hook?' or his personal favourite... 'ace get your fucking ass off of the balcony right now'
->his dark, cold heart flutters in excitement as he hears you cheer after a 4k or after you get vengeance on some particular sassy survivors who think they can outsmart you. oh, how danny would love to see your hands covered in blood as you digged his blade into the corpses of-
->for now, danny will keep watching and testing his boundaries. his limits. watching you from behind a screen can only satisfy him for so long. he wants the real deal, he craves to feel you, your touch, the softness or roughness of your skin. he wants to show you that he's the only one good enough for you.
A/N: trying a new format of headcanons/stories hehehe
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keiffeine · 4 months
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look at me, not him
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coriolanus snow x gender-neutral reader
tags: slightly possessive! + jealous!coriolanus
author’s note: sorry this was so delayed 💀 i wanted to write it less bulletpoint-y like how i normally do with headcanons bc i wanted it to be more like a fic. hopefully you enjoy 🩷 it’s a little rushed esp towards the ending lol
word count: 1,036
reposting, plagiarizing, modifying, and translating is not allowed.
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coriolanus never married you with the intention of loving you or actually caring about you. rather, his intention was purely for his own self-benefit. as he rose to success as a young politician, basking within the spotlight the capitol so graciously dawned on him, it only made sense that a man with this much power to his name alone would marry someone who was, at the very least, equal to him.
you were perfect for him. your family was one of the most successful families within the capitol, holding generations-worth of wealth and status—which he needed for himself.
after marriage, coriolanus was very content with how his life was. he wasn’t really obligated to spend time with you or anything of the sort—he viewed it as something more…optional. he had already gotten what he wanted; access to your wealth and the mere status to your name, so everything after that came second. meals together consisted of little to no conversation, and even though you shared a room and a bed, you slept with your backs facing each other.
you were simply just his spouse, someone he could ultimately leech off of to power his personal gain. nothing but an accessory on his arm to make him look good in public. the most affectionate you’ve ever seen him was whenever there were news reporters and cameras around; he’d plant seemingly-loving kisses to your lips or hold you close for no other purpose other than for a good public appearance.
you were never much of a priority in his mind, up until he sees you talking with some man at an event that was hosting some the richest and most influential capitol citizens. whoever this was, he was making you laugh and smile, which felt like such a rarity of a sight in coriolanus’ eyes. you always looked so solemn when you were together, but right now, your face shined so bright, with the most genuine smile he’s ever seen. it wasn’t out of politeness for the sake of etiquette, but a real smile.
it made his blood boil, to say the least. that man was so obviously flirting with you; the way he was standing so close to you, gaze flitting from your eyes then to your lips then back again. coriolanus couldn’t help but wonder: were you seriously this oblivious, or were you trying to make him jealous on purpose?
coriolanus couldn’t help but scowl, watching you conversing with this stranger. who even was he? what could you possibly be talking about that made you look so entertained? you’d been talking for…what, the past…fifteen…twenty minutes already? surely you were bored at this point, right? he wasn’t even worth an ounce of your time. when were you going to stop talking to him and walk away?
coriolanus hated everything about this, weirdly enough. normally, at events like these, he could care less about who you talked to, but the more coriolanus continued to watch you talk to him, the more he wanted to drag you away himself.
as soon as he decided he’d had enough, coriolanus walked over to you, pulling on a tight and forced smile as he snaked an arm around your waist.
“i’m sorry to interrupt,” coriolanus said in a calm, collected voice, looking down at you before turning his head to whoever you’d been speaking to, “but i must speak to my spouse about something. please, excuse us for a moment.” with that, he led you away, bringing you to a secluded spot to ensure your privacy.
“what the hell was that?” coriolanus asked, furrowing his eyes as he kept his eyes down at you, feeling furious but relieved that he finally had you alone. relieved that your attention was on him now. “were you flirting with him?”
you scoffed, baffled that you’d be accused of something like that. “flirting, coriolanus? seriously…” you said with a sigh, seeming equally frustrated and confused.
coriolanus rolled his eyes, then moved a step closer, keeping you against the wall. “don’t play dumb, y/n, that man was clearly flirting with you,” he mumbled, placing his hand on the wall, right beside your head.
“we were just talking, coriolanus, my god.” you folded your arms, tilting your head up and meeting his eyes. “besides, i wouldn’t understand why you would care.”
coriolanus swallowed, not daring to look away from you. he held your gaze, pressing closer and completely aware of the very little distance between the both of you.
“why i care? you wouldn’t understand why i care?” coriolanus whispered, his voice dropping to a low tone that sent a shiver down your spine. “i care because you are my spouse, y/n. my spouse. you’re mine, understand?” he watched your face, noting the slight color that tinted your cheeks as he spoke to you.
“i just want you to look at me the way you were looking at him,” coriolanus confessed after a beat of silence. he bit his lip, cheeks growing warm at his own words. “is that so hard to ask for?”
he leaned in a little closer. his face was so close to yours. still, you made no effort to push him away.
coriolanus blinked slowly before glancing down at your lips; they looked so…perfect, parted just slightly and just inches from his own—so close to just kiss.
he swallowed thickly and bit the inside of his cheek. the longer he stared down at you, the more he restrained himself from pressing his lips onto yours. the thought was too tempting.
it was strange to see coriolanus like this; he never really paid you any mind and hardly ever acknowledged you as his spouse privately, but…it felt weirdly endearing to hear it from his own mouth, and the way he audibly confessed that he was pining for your attention. since when?
“just…” coriolanus cleared his throat and took a step away from you, to physically restrain himself from his own desires. he looked away, taking a moment to breath as color faded into his cheeks. the air in the room suddenly felt so heavy and oddly tense. “please stay by my side from now on, okay?” he requested sheepishly, all of his thoughts dissipating into the air as he took your hand, leading you back to the crowd.
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scout's ma headcanon thread! she was requested by a couple of people and i'm having a burst of inspiration for her so without further ado, let's get to it! i hope you like!
absolutely not your average "housewife"! there's lots of professions i entertain her having (hair/nail salon worker, waitress/bartender, something Generally Unassuming for a woman in the 70s to have as a job)… all intentionally mundane, but serving useful purpose in her life! good for keeping tabs on things around the city, sussing people out and potentially letting spy know any hot goss! these are just day jobs; she gets her thrills elsewhere!
knows everything happening everywhere, anytime. spy learned lots of his intuition-based skills from her! any time spy thinks he knows everything, she always has something in her back pocket that he doesn't! >:)
has a VERY contagious laugh that you can hear miles away. she loves being loud! will clap you really hard on your back or slam her hand on the table when she laughs.
can hold her liquor better than anyone around! doesn't like to get sloppy, but that doesn't mean she doesn't from time to time! loves drinking beer, but will always enjoy a nice glass of wine with her beloved spy! :-) wouldn't/doesn't care if scout is lgbt+ lol. it's absolutely not a big deal to him to come out to her, either. he knows his ma means it when she says she loves him no matter what! she will occasionally hit him with "well ya better bring somebody home to meet me sometime!" (loud laughter)
i think she'd be more financially well-off than her home leads one to believe; she's good at stashing and moving around spy's cash! her apartment is humble but she always looks immaculate. doesn't let scout know how much money she really has. very financially savvy and an incredible negotiator… even if it means getting a little ugly! used car salesman tremble in her presence!
fights like a scorned gambler who's owed a debt. won't let you know she can fight, though! likes it when people think she's just some dainty dame.
is a material girl, but knows what really matters. fell in love with spy before he was The Spy he is today and values loyalty and trust/honesty above all else. some might think that's ironic considering her partner of choice, but she'll be quick to quip back with a snide/cheeky "of course that's what you think! you only know the mask!"
breaking balls is her love language. she'll tease you, but never maliciously. this is also scout's, and one of spy's, languages of love too.
always trying to feed you. "put some more meat on your bones! it's good for ya!" (pops gum and winks at you) while i think she no doubt is well-versed in the lifestyle that spy leads, she's not Directly "in-it" like spy is. not an agent of any kind herself, but gives spy a hand when she can. knows how to shoot a gun and wield a kitchen knife!
grew up dirt poor and has "a champagne taste on a beer budget". high standards, takes no guff, won't hesitate to put you in your place. this (and many other reasons) is why spy loves her :-)
very charismatic, knows how to lie, but also how to be sincere. is genuinely a good mother to her boys, who love her in return. they're all protective of her even though they know they don't have to be; she has no problem sticking up for herself!
spy was not her first husband, but he's her favorite! she loves him very much, and he loves her. they aren't exes, they're happily together, and have an open relationship.
she knows all of the mercs (some better than others ofc!) and won't hesitate to talk their ears off when she visits the base, armed with embarrassing photos and stories about spy and scout that make them both groan and the mercs holler with laughter!
she picks out spy's suits for/with him. she's the only one spy would ever trust to dress him other than himself! they always look great together and accessorize around each other.
she does not tell scout about who his father is. not because she doesn't want to, but she knows the nature of spy's job and knows "the business" from being around him for all this time; it's the best thing to keep scout and herself (also spy!) safe. i think scout would be angry at first, but once it's explained to him, he'd understand. ma knows best!
spy taught her how to walk in heels and does things like painting her nails for her all the time. he always makes sure she has enough money for a well-deserved spa day, but if she knows he's coming to town, she'll let her nails get a little busted up so spy can paint them for her!
she loves to look at spy and sigh a fond "ugh, i could just kill you!" while smirking/bating her eyes at him after/as he showers her with gifts and other wonderful things… to which spy chuckles and hums lovingly and replies with "mhmhmm, ma petite chou fleur, if anyone could, it would be you. <3" and they give each other the most Loving Look.. :')
she's younger than spy but not by much. they met while she was a waitress in a diner in boston while spy was on a mission to assassinate a target in the city early in his career (when his suits were still cheap.. <3). he hides in the diner after a particularly fiery shootout and his pursuers come into the place. she recognizes him as the Quiet Gentleman who has been coming in for coffee in the mornings to enjoy with a cigarette. covers for him and spy never forgets her kindness and quick wit. he comes back after the mission ends and, with his payout from the job, treats her to a romantic night and promises to see her again. no matter how far away spy goes, he always returns to her! she has more faith in him than he deserves (so he says), to which she smirks and straightens his (now expensive <3) suit tie and places a kiss on his balaclava's cheek and says "we both know i only deserve the best." and winks at him and he smiles at her and hums in agreement.. kisses her hand… siigh.. this is a massively condensed "origin story" for them lol but! AH I LOVE THEM
AHH I HAVE SO MANY MORE THOUGHTS BUT FOR NOW.... i will leave with all of this... HEHE TYSM for reading! ^__^ i hope you enjoy ehe!!
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ozzgin · 8 months
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I am absolutely in love with mommy prehistoric reader😍🧎‍♀️.
Idk if you like the idea , but imagine someone coming to close to the twins. And mommy reader and pickle are carefully watching what happens. But when the person gets to close reader gives the baby’s to pickle. And then goes after the person who got to close with her babies. And simply beats the living crap out of them.🤭
(Also I am sorry about requesting so much mommy/pregnancy headcannons with a baddie mom)
The general consensus seems to be that prehistoric reader needs a comeback as a protective mother of 2 infants and multiple grown men. Makes a lot of sense and I’m here for it!
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Baki Headcanons: Prehistoric Mother! Reader
Featuring Pickle, his challengers, and an aggressively protective ancient reader that has taken everyone under her (buff) wing.
You’ve always approached the men with a certain sense of fragility (to their shame and dismay), as if you needed to be extra careful not to break them. Pickle has fought them and tested their sturdiness himself, so he treats them without gloves like any creature of his status. You’re not as certain, especially now that you’ve become a mother.
It’s not just the hormones being all over the place, though the heightened oxytocin levels have certainly contributed to your peculiar attachment to the modern creatures. Holding the two little beings that have made their way out safe and healthy (despite being frozen for millennia, might I add), a certain kind of newfound protectiveness blooms within you. They will grown and go out into the world and face threats and dangers and you wish to serve as their guardian for as long as possible.
In fact, you’re now more than ever convinced of your purpose. You have no desire to showcase your strength unless with the purpose of assuring the safety of those around you. The power bestowed upon you is not for conquering worlds, but to fortify the walls around them.
So now it’s harder than ever to refuse your random acts of motherly care. Katsumi has fully resigned to his new role as he doesn’t have the heart to push you away. He already has two mothers, one extra won’t make any difference. Besides, if he lets you groom him he can hold and play with the worryingly muscular babies. He finds the twins entertaining and they’re equally amazed by his karate tricks.
Retsu accepts your affections with solemn silence. He doesn’t particularly care for the children, but he’s surprisingly patient with their shenanigans. He’s rather curious to see when their strength will overcome his.
To Pickle’s annoyance, Baki has started calling him ‘dad’ jokingly whenever you groom him or take care of him. You’re very protective of the young boy and despite managing to use simple sentences by now, you prefer to deter Yuujirou away with quick threatening growls.
Jack detests the public displays that you insist on, feeling as if he’s infantilized, though he’s rather hesitant to downright reject your service. Especially since the…incident.
In fact, all of them are tiptoeing around you in hopes that your instincts will cool down over time. They’ve had to witness firsthand what happens when someone disregards your boundaries. The stranger might’ve had good intentions, nonetheless the same in your eyes the moment they got too close to the twins. You didn’t say much, just placed the children in Pickle’s arms and dragged the clueless person to a quiet place nearby. Needles to say you returned alone.
The worst thing about the whole ordeal was your flaccid smile that never left your face. Most humans are so weak they don’t even elicit the slightest frown from you. It hadn’t even registered in your head as a fight. The men gulped in unison and just minded their business for the rest of the day. Being groomed is a small price to pay if it saves them from your anger.
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rekisgay · 1 year
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Hi hi!! May I request headcanons of Chrollo genuinely crushing for the reader? I’m curious to see how he treats them, his actions, his thoughts, etc! TYSM!
HIII YES OFC I'LL TRY MY BEST.
this is the first headcanon i ever do in my whole life so.... i hope you like it and I hope I'll get better
chrollo having a crush on you
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- first thing first, he probably fell for you bc you have some special ability that impressed him and ofc the fact that you are strong and independent.
- he's not someone that care about looks, so no matter how you are if you're an entertaining person then he's yours.
- anyone could tell that he has a crush on you by the way he looks at you😭
- when you talk he looks at you with a soft smile and then he'd pat your head.
- he's sooo patient with you and will never get mad , unless you disrespect any phantom Troupe members, he cares a lot for them.
- he treats you just like other members, maybe slightly better , but i don't think you'd notice
- buys you flowers. he found out when you were out on a mission and how your eyes sparkled when you looked at them.
- when you ask why he would say that it's him being nice and nothing more , Phantom Troupe members would be like🤨🤨🤨. how didn't you notice yet.
- he would also always get you presents.
-he's gonna buy(steal💀💀) anything you want, you could look at a jacket for more than 3 seconds and the next day you'll find it in your wardrobe somehow ☺️ you will never find out it was him.
- always has a smile on his face when talking to you, he doesn't do it on purpose.
- thinks you're so attractive when fighting, he has a smirk on his face the whole time.
- he doesn't worry, after all you're strong and if he chose you then there's a reason.
- he likes listening to your voice, he thinks it's relaxing so he'll try talking to you quite often. he wanna know the things that you like and your hobbies.
i hope you liked it and if so, I'm waiting for you to request even more!
have a good day!!
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What about the cod boys (any of them but please könig included ,,^ ^,,) with a reader that has a touch of the tism/adhd and starts to slowly mirror and mimic their accents? Cause I do that and I think it would be funny to see their reactions
John “Soap” MacTavish, Simon “Ghost” Riley, Rodolfo Parra, and König
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John “Soap” MacTavish
-          Soap would be so entertained the first time he hears you speak with a Scottish accent. He would think you did it on purpose in the beginning, until he notices how you are sounding more and more Scottish in your everyday life.
-          He still thinks it’s funny and cute though. Hed end up asking about it, which makes you realize you’ve been doing it. It probably makes you embarrassed, but he just smiles, kisses your cheek, and tells you he thinks it fits you well.
-          Soap cackles when you start using his ways of speaking, the kind that has Ghost telling him to speak English. Especially when he sees the look on Ghosts face when you and Soap have a whole conversation that he can’t keep up with.
 Simon “Ghost” Riley
-          Is it here I should mention if hc that Ghost is on the autism spectrum? He just gives me that vibe.
-          Ghost probably starts copying some of your accent too if you have one, but it would be you copying him more. Neither of you would realize until someone asks if you’re from Manchester. That’s when you both realize you’ve been doing it and you two have a little laugh about it.
-          He thinks its kinda cute, so he won’t make you stop copying his accent. It makes him feel closer to you in some way, like its something special between the two of you.
-          Ghost would find it very entertaining if the accent gets thicker if your drunk, he jokes that you are more British than he is when you get so drunk only he can really understand you with how thick the accent gets.
 Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra
-          Rudy thinks its so cute when you start to sound more and more like him, he especially loves how you pronounce words and how they roll of your tongue. He loves when you speak Spanish too, because you sound more and more like a local even if you’re not.
-          At some point you two end up just speaking a lot of Spanish together, Alejandro joins in too of course.
-          Rudy kisses you lovingly if you get embarrassed about copying him without realizing. He would tell you he doesn’t see it as a problem, and it just makes you more lovely to him.
-          You both use Spanish pet names after a while because you’ve just started picking up his vocabulary at some point. Rudy gets flustered the first time you use one of the pet names he uses for you out of the blue.
-          Alejandro definitely teases you both about this.
 König
-          König is a little confused when you start to sound more Austrian, but he just assumes its something that happens when you are around someone for so long.
-          He thinks its sweet when you use German words in passing like he does, since it’s just something you’ve picked up in passing.
-          König would at some point ask you about it and you explain the whole, copying accents thing that happens sometimes with people who are on the spectrum. He would listen with interest and be like “that’s neat” and go back to cuddling.
-          He mutters all kinds of sweet words to you in German and at some point, you start using the sweet words for him too, which always makes him blush and cover his face.
-          König laughs when at some point you yell at someone in German, because you’ve heard him do it during missions and just started copying him.
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