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There are three kinds of LGBT headcanons:
Actual queer coding / metaphors ("Nimona is trans because her creator made her as a way to express his feelings as a trans person")
Vibes ("Link is genderless because I said so")
It's funny ("Phoenix Wright is asexual because he's the Ace Attorney")
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demigods-posts · 2 months
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i feel like percy is the type of fighter who would laugh if a monster ran away from him out of fear. but annabeth is the type of fighter who would call them a coward and run after it.
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zephyrchama · 3 months
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It was dinnertime in the House of Lamentation. Conversation petered out as everyone focused on the hot food in front of them, leaving a quiet lull interrupted only by clinking silverware.
“I’ve always wanted a traditional church wedding,” you said, entirely unprompted.
The clinking came to a stop as the seven brothers processed what you had just said. They turned their eyes towards you.
Beelzebub was the first to break the silence despite his mouth full of food. “Huh?”
“I just always thought it would be nice. A quaint wedding in a nice little church. Maybe a chapel.”
Leviathan briefly choked on what he was chewing.
“Oh I totally get it!” Asmodeus empathized. “Rows of pews with white flowers, those high arched ceilings, the evening light of the human world sun shining on us through a beautiful stained glass window as we kiss? Oh!” He clutched his shoulders, “it gives me chills just imagining it!”
“Asmo, we can’t enter churches,” Satan stated matter-of-factly. The knife handle gripped in his fist started to bend.
“Hah!? What? Lucifer, is that true?” Mammon slammed his fork down and just about jumped out of his chair as he shouted at the oldest.
“Sit down, Mammon.” Lucifer rubbed his temple and tried to perform damage control before the inevitable headache set in. “What brought this on suddenly?” he asked you.
Keeping a straight face was immensely difficult but you pulled it off. “I was just thinking about weddings and stuff, y’know. It’d be nice. Ever since I was little I thought a church wed-”
Belphegor interjected with “You’re not even that religious.”
A flood of complaints washed over the table as everyone started loudly protesting.
“You… You’re not allowed to get married anywhere without me!” Leviathan shouted.
“Does it have to be a church? What about a restaurant instead?” Beel suggested, looking worried. “I know a lot of pretty ones.”
“We could build a mock church in a studio and get married there,” Asmo fantasized. “The stained glass could be you and me as cherubs, we can ask Luke to be the flower boy. He’d be so cute in a little tux!”
“You wouldn’t even need a ceremony with me,” Belphegor said. “If you really want one, we can have it outdoors under the stars.”
Satan’s knife was bent at a 90-degree angle. “What a stupid thing to say. Libraries are just as quiet and nice as churches. Probably. They sure suit you better than a church.” 
“The restaurants also have in-house catering,” Beel continued.
“That ain’t gonna happen!” Mammon bounced his knee, shaking the entire table as he lamented, “I ain’t lettin’ my human get married in some church! We can go anywhere you want! Anywhere else!”
”There’s a church in my game!” Leviathan gasped. He thought an in-game wedding would be just as good as a real one. “I can show you! We can go now! Lets make you a character!”
Lucifer cleared his throat once. Then twice. The third time was a warning that got lost amid all of the whining. “Enough,” he finally growled. The room went silent for him. “You’re not getting married in a church. End of discussion.”
“Oh.” Weird of him to decide that on his own, but you were at your limit. A wide grin had already spread across your face. “Yeah, ok. By the way this roast you made is delicious.”
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pocketscribbs · 1 year
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a little mini-comic about Barry’s “always check the trash” shtick
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All of Young Justice has a running joke where they address each other with the softest, mushiest terms of endearment (and totally mean them as well) and it stuns the fuck out of the Batfam that Tim, the guy who wouldn't talk to anyone for a day after calling Bruce 'dad' out loud, is so willing to proclaim Anita his soulmate and call Bart the love of his life whenever he introduces him to anyone
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gengwasted · 16 days
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Contrary to common belief dr. Ratio is NOT a morning person
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fawndlyvenus · 2 months
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You know what’s funny? How I can say that I headcanon a character as somewhere on the ace spectrum and/or aro spectrum, and within minutes I am being treated as if I am somehow very unintelligent and know nothing of the world.
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turtleblogatlast · 5 months
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Big Mama must have lost some serious standing in the yokai underworld because it’s gotten apparent that she keeps being beaten by a small group of teenagers and the occasional rat man, and when it’s not them then she’s taking L’s from her own schemes working against her.
And in the ensuing power vacuum, the Hamatos accidentally become the most feared crime family known to all the big bads of the Hidden City.
After all, they’ve publicly outplayed Big Mama multiple times, a couple of them have taken out the heads of two of the most well known criminal organizations, one took out Heinous Green, two are responsible for the destruction of Witch Town, they have ties to both the infamous Baron Draxum and Captain Piel, they won the Doom Dome death race, they’re Battle Nexus Champions, they’ve displayed insane feats of power and defeated impossibly strong enemies, most of them have been to jail, and they regularly mingle with humans.
You can just imagine the notoriety they’d accumulate from word of mouth alone.
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transvampireboyfriend · 5 months
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Teacher AU
Eddie who studied to be a music teacher but right before graduation Corroded Coffin takes off. It's fast, they have to mail him his diploma to avoid a crowd of fans at his classmates' ceremony.
But it goes as fast as it comes, a few years of touring and then popularity wanes. Eddie is not bothered by it, neither are the guys, they enjoyed it while it lasted, yet they all knew they couldn't live like that for the rest of their lives, so it's all for the best.
Eddie lives off of album and merch sales and writing songs for other bands and artists now. This is when his best friend, Chrissy, tells him she heard the music teacher was retiring at her old pre-school.
Eddie applies for the vacant position, fearing they won't like his former star status but ultimately, after a good interview, he gets the job.
Steve who became a pre-school teacher and started teaching as soon as he could. He lives with his best friend, Robin, and coaches the town's junior basketball teams (both boys and girls) on his off time.
Steve who's nearing his thirties and getting a little frustrated with his love life. No matter how many dates, no matter how many 6 month relationships, no matter how many 1 year and a half and moving in together debacles, he still just never quite fits his partners, he never feels that thing, that excitement everyone talks about. No matter how amazing the person. Robin calls him an idealist, says he's being naïve. Steve sticks by his instinct to hope for more.
Steve who stares (a little slack-jawed) at the new music teacher for a good minute when he comes pick up his kids. Trying to take in the wild hair pinned up by a pencil, the glasses around big cow eyes, the tattoos peeking out of his long sleeves, the dimples.
He was aware Mrs. Wallace retired and a new teacher was brought on, he just hadn't expected his heart to race at the mere sight of him.
Steve completely misses his name, has to ask him to come again when those beautiful brown eyes get a mischievous sparkle and look expectant, like he got stood up waiting for an answer.
"I said it's nice meeting you" the new teacher repeats
"Oh! Of course! You're very nice. I mean it's very- It's nice meeting you too" Steve says and forcefully shuts his mouth, pressing his lips into a thin line.
The new teacher's smile just gets bigger and he nods and leads the kids to his class.
Robin thinks it's beyond funny that Steve doesn't know the new teacher's name, but she refuses to explain, refuses to tell him what it is and encourages him to find out on his own.
Steve approaches the guy in the teacher's lounge at lunch.
Beyond whatever the hell makes Steve's brain functions jump ship when he's around him, Steve does think it was rude of him to stare and not even introduce himself when they first met.
His mother may have been real shitty, but she didn't raise someone impolite.
"Hi," Steve starts, making the other man look up at him from underneath his glasses. Steve looks away for a second to avoid getting lost in those eyes.
"I think I owe you an apology," Steve starts, the other teacher raises his eyebrows and lowers the book in his hands.
"I'm sorry?"
"That's my line," Steve points out, he's rewarded by a small laugh and dimples, "I was rude," Steve explains, "I was staring and I didn't even introduce myself. I'm Steve." he smiles and extends his hands to the other man.
"I know." the guy says, smiling big enough to show his teeth, but gently taking Steve's hand in his own "I told you, they were nice enough to put all the names in my schedule, remember?" he says,
Steve freezes.
How come he didn't think of that? His schedule is the same, all schedules for teachers have everybodys' names. They even distributed new schedules for everyone when the hiring decision was made, Steve just hadn't bother to look at it yet, knowing the important bits hadn't changed.
Steve would facepalm if his dominant hand wasn't otherwise occupied.
"Uh-" Steve starts, thankfully the other man cuts him off,
"Hey," he says, with the kindest eyes Steve has ever seen, and still gently holding Steve's hand, "It's cool. I get it." he tells Steve,
Then he asks, "Are you a fan?"
Steve stares again.
Excuse him?
Judging by Robin's smirk accross the room, Steve's face must be as red as a ripe tomato.
Steve yanks his hand back.
Well, that's presumptuous. Just because Steve isn't very good at thinking whe he's around him, doesn't mean that- Sure, Steve came prepared to flirt with him, but he does not appreciate beaing treated like he's easy.
Steve frowns at him before turning around and promptly walking away. He guesses he'll have to go check his schedule if he wants to know the name of this jerk.
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halokarii · 1 year
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Headcanon that, despite his otherwise serious clothing, Dazai wears the most ridiculous colorful socks...
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rowrowronnie · 10 months
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it would be quite funny if the blu medic was also their collective therapist
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demigods-posts · 3 months
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headcanon that whenever percy returns home from a date with annabeth, and he does that thing where he presses his back against the door and slides down to the floor with dreamy look in his eyes. and sally and paul, both beaming with happiness for their son, asks if the date went well. and he just sighs and smiles like he just saw elysium himself.
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pianokantzart · 12 days
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Anybody else get the vibe that Princess Daisy is the mariner of the group?
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The two Mariokart courses themed after her either are a boat deck or a harbor, and a major part of Sarasaland– the Muda Kingdom– is almost entirely oceanic.
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If she's accustomed to giving commands as a ship captain that would explain why her default volume is so darned loud. It would also explain why she's not available to adventure in most Mario games. If you send her an invitation ahead of time to play tennis or party she'll arrive right on schedule, but your can't exactly call her up spur of the moment to help stop Bowser's latest invasion if she's located in the middle of the ocean somewhere.
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cosmicstarlatte · 11 months
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Barbatos: (Breaks through MCs door)
Barbatos: WHAT'S THIS I'M HEARING ABOUT FROM THE YOUNG MASTER!? AN UNBREAKABLE PACT!?
MC: Barb, chill-
Diavolo (running): Barbatos!
Lucifer: Just what the-
Barbatos (demon form): YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST DO WHATEVER YOU PLEASE!?
MC: It was a pinky promise!!! Please don't kill me!
Diavolo: I was trying to tell you Barbatos!
Barbatos:
Barbatos: Oh. I see.
Barbatos:
Barbatos: I'll send for repairs on the door Lucifer, good day!
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gay-otlc · 1 year
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I headcanon this Male Blorbo (who i interpret as a cute feminine emotional etc uwu soft boy, regardless of whether this is at all how he is portrayed in canon) as a trans boy! Idk why but he gives off those vibes 100%
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yikimiki · 1 year
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this just came to me in a vision… businessman!Toji who is shady about his line of work and never tells you when or where he’s going to travel, nor gives you any details about what he does when he’s away. Yet, whenever he can (and always at a random time), he calls you to hear your voice. It takes a little time before he wants to switch to video, and it always takes a little bit of convincing. “C’mon, baby, turn on the camera. Let daddy see that pretty face of yours.” And it always works. Toji appears on the other side with his signature smirk, scar on his lip corner, and the background is usually too dark or too bland for you to see where he is. “There’s my princess. Daddy misses you so much, sweetheart, I’ll be home as soon as I can.”
businessman!toji who walks into your house with small splashes of blood on his white collar, but appreciates that you never mention it — that’s why he married you, you know when to stay out of his business. You kiss him and help him out of his clothes, wash it and make no comment about it. There’s a weight of concern at the bottom of your stomach, but you’ve learned to ignore it long ago.
businessman!Toji who is absolutely, insanely in love with you, his wife. Would murder a thousand men if it meant it would keep you safe; does everything he can to come back to you and hug you so tightly you can’t breathe. Toji who is insatiable when it comes to you, fucking himself deep inside your cunt every time he comes back home, filling you up with his massive cock until you’re sobbing his name, scratching your nails on his back muscles. “That’s it, that’s daddy’s good girl,” he mumbles against your neck, cock throbbing at every whine you make. “Such an angel for me, baby. Be a good girl and cum on my cock, uh? Make daddy proud.” And you do, you always do. “Gonna fill you up real good, baby.”
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