#ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

[merelaes]

Aemond sings High Valyrian lullabies to his children.

#ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ #ᴀᴇᴍᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ #ᴀᴇᴍᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢ

[mccndancer]

Headcanon.

An excellent way to calm Baela down is to gently cup her cheeks and press your forehead to hers. It offers her comfort when she gets really anxious.

#ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ #ʙᴀᴇʟᴀ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢ

[informationbrcker]

Eris overworking herself and probably needs to be reminded to take breaks and have water.

She needs to make sure the work is done.

#ᴇʀɪꜱ ʜᴀʟᴇ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢ #ᴇʀɪꜱ ʜᴀʟᴇ #ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

[serhowlan]

Howlan's best companion is his chestnut mare. Runa is his beloved horse, which he prefers over most people.

#ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

[convincinglyhuman]

Headcanon.

Theo’s favorite season is autumn. She leaves the city for longer times to visit her home and be closer to the Catskills mountains. Theo will avoid her parents and stay with some childhood friends during these visits. During this time, she will indulge in fun things like going to pumpkin patches, getting apple cider, and going to the corn maze. Maybe a few haunted houses.

However, she has a secret weakness during these times. She trades in her coffee for a pumpkin spice latte….

#ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ #ᴛʜᴇᴏ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢ #ᴛʜᴇᴏ ᴅʀɪꜱᴋᴇʟ

[xnchxntmxnt]

Diluc Ragnvindr is…

no gender of reader mentioned. general headcanons

Diluc Ragnvindr is terrified to hurt anyone and he’s terrified to love and because he’s so scared he’s soft and gentle until he gets that reassurance of “its “okay” and “you won’t hurt me” and “I trust you”

Diluc Ragnvindr is nothing but soft smiles and longing looks when you’re not watching and staying incredibly still in the garden and calling you over because a butterfly landed near him and pretending like he doesn’t love the stray dog that likes to visit the tavern (that he 1000% doesn’t leave food and water out for and doesn’t let inside on particularly hot days)

And Diluc Ragnvindr is little cocky smiles once he’s comfortable with you and catches you admiring him because “take a picture it’ll last longer” “damn you and your fancy kamera” and stupid inside jokes and randomly flirting w him when he’s working at the angel’s share like he’s not your boyfriend of several years and him flirting back because he knows you have fun with it

and Diluc Ragnvindr is warm cocoa late at night and long hugs and dancing to no music and basking in the warmth of the open curtains in the morning and little mumbles of “five more minutes” and making fun of his bed head and the the little scruffle on his cheeks because he hasn’t shaved since the night before last and giggling when he tickles you with it and more long hugs and unsaid “I love you”s that he wishes he said more

And Diluc Ragnvindr is nothing but devoted and loyal and he would single handedly bring celestia to its knees if you asked because you’ve never made him feel so safe

Diluc Ragnvindr is beautiful in every sense of the word

I pulled Diluc and I’m having thoughts. Anyway I formatted this while I was sick my apologies. Koi you’re welcome I posted it

Taglist

@kodzukoi @animated-moon @kage7ama @falling4fandoms @sirimirihiro @momoewn

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[dreadful-shroud]

So who is your favorite killer? Favorite survivor?

"All of us have an interesting story, most of us also have an interesting personality to go with it." The Ghostface tapped his pen against two specific polaroids.

"However, little Morrison never disappoints, no matter which one you go to, they are all the most interesting and special to me."

"As for the most interesting survivor, the little songbird has my attention more than any of the others. She is the only one that I know of, who actively fought the Entity that took her from her home world." A smile tugged at his lips beneath the mask. "And of course, her spirit. When she throws a boot, you know you're in trouble."

@wanderingsongbird <3

#ℂ𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕋𝕒𝕡𝕖: ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀꜱᴋ #𝕆𝕝𝕤𝕖𝕟'𝕤 𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕥: ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ #ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕨𝕖𝕕 ℙ𝕖𝕟: ᴀʀᴛ #danny johnson #dbd #dbd ghostface #jed olsen #dbd ask blog #dead by daylight #ghost face #ghostface

[neonwebs]

ᴘᴏᴜʀɪɴɢ ꜱᴀʟᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ

I recognized the alley.

October was coming to a close. That was usually the time we started talking about going to Mexico to celebrate. It was coming up on my anniversary of first putting on the costume and being Spider-Man. I hadn't told Gabe yet, and Dana was still alive and unknowing. Gabe was telling me how Kasey expressed interest in traveling with us. It'd been a pretty busy year, so I was hesitant about going. I know the festival can get pretty crazy.

His car was in the shop and- I wasn't driving so, we had to walk to get to Kasey's place Downtown. The smart thing would've been to come out as Spider-Man then and there, so I could swing us back and forth safely. Yet even for all my papers stating otherwise, I chose the option that lead us walking through Downtown late at night. Down dimly lit streets under concrete skies. Instead of going over the smell of trash, we had to walk through it. Talking through the sound of constant crunching glass.

We walked the same route he'd driven before with no issue, so I wasn't expecting the guy to jump out at us. We were just talking about me being too busy with work to make time with friends. We turned the corner, and the guy came over to us, pointing at me. Gabe was behind me.

I remember the two of them yelling over me back and forth. A demand to transfer all of our credits over, to Gabe yelling how we weren't going to do that. Despite the fact, we both had our hands up. I offered to pay.

"Lyla, transfer over two hundred credits."

"Not two hundred. All of it." He pointed between Gabe and me with the gun. "I know your types, you can afford it. All of it."

I was ready to hand it over. I wasn't thinking as far ahead as to know I could just call the bank and dispute the transfer as soon as I was home safe. I just wanted it all to end. Before Gabe spoke up over my shoulder.

"Dude, you're not just gonna give him-"

"And you shut the fuck up!!" Turning his attention on Gabe away from me. Suddenly I wasn't in the way anymore. The gun inches away from me, pointed at Gabe.

They both were yelling. I wanted to speak- say something, agree, at least to pay the full amount. If not, I'd beg- plead even if it meant Gabe didn't get shot. I didn't want to bring him home to mom, I didn't want to bury my brother. All that came from me was a yell. The gun went off when I lunged for it.

I don't remember the seconds after. Gabe told me I was on top of the guy, punching, punching and punching. I remember the ringing in my ears. I couldn't hear him yelling for me. My fingers were starting to hurt, and the skin at my knuckles tore and bled before he pulled me off. I was up off the ground by the time it stopped. Gabe had pulled me away, turning me away from the sight.

"Shit, man. You-" His head kept turning in between me and the other guy on the ground. "You really laid into that guy you-" I watched him double-take. "Migs- you're bleeding."

Then it started to burn, like liquid fire trailing down the side of my face. I didn't realize the bullet nearly missed me when I jumped. I touched it. Blood coated my fingers, and the ringing started to subsidie. I didn't realize I'd been shot until he said something. I'm sure I had a wild look in my eyes when I could finally look at Gabe long enough. We just stood there. Realizing you nearly took a bullet makes you forget the smell of sulfur and new oncoming scent of iron.

It wasn't long after my fight with the Specialist. I'd hesitated once and he almost tried to kill me. Before I'd known it, I killed him first. It'd be enough to say I slit his throat, but it wouldn't cover how my talons went right down into the internal jugular vein. There was no chance of recovery. Even with the medicine offered today. If I had hesitated, I could've lost Gabri. I think he knew that too. Maybe that's why he wouldn't let me see the guy.

Kasey ended up meeting us at a nearby clinic. As fast as a healing factor I have, I still needed something to close the skin. The clinic didn't have the cream available to remove the scar the quick procedure left behind, but with some luck, it's small. You don't notice unless you spend all day staring at me. The horozontal scar on my forehead that's just a few inches above my right eyebrow.

It's the first thing I notice when I look at the body. I...the other version of me, laying face up in that very alley. The man I disfigured that night, in a web against the wall, unconscious. When I move auburn streaks aside from the body, I see the shot that missed, if it had been successful.

I've done this too many times. I still don't know what to do first.

"Lyla...find me a cremation home. I know there's-" my throat feels sharp and dry. "There's a few in the city."

It takes just seconds for her to search like always. "I've identified two nearby funeral homes. One of which does not offer crematory services."

I doubt it's the way I'd want to go. The last time I did this, I didn't have time to give it as much thought. I want this time to be a little different.

"Lyla, broaden that search to cremation homes that offer scattering services."

With the hustle and bustle of Nueva York life, for an additional lifetime payment, you too can send the ashes of a version of yourself to wherever you'd like him to go. The last version of myself I had to bury wasn't so lucky to die in a time that offered such conveniences. Even if it's a shame people can't afford to take time off to grieve. I hate that I'm the one to use these services. For this exact reason...but at least he'd be placed somewhere that mattered to him. All I had to do was bring the body.

Lifting the poor bastard into my arms, I offer one last prayer to him. That wherever he's going. It's better than what's waiting for me.

#「 ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴢɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ...ᴛᴀʟᴏɴꜱ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ... || ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ 」 #|| pls read mom i workd rlly hard on this #jsKDH

[guqinstrings]

#-ˋˏ🌥 ┈┈ (ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ) ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ᵉᵛⁱˡ

[razzbaryl]

hc + 🥣 & hc + ☕

hc +🥣 for a food-themed headcanon, hc + ☕ for a drink-themed headcanon

Raspberyl really loves food deep down. The type off demon she is, she can consume a bunch of food. Tiny girl, big appetite. Raspberyl actually has 12 lunches a day due to how hungry she gets. Most of all, her favorite thing in the world is roasted ham. She absolutely loves anything that is hog // ham related. Fuel for her intellectual delinquent mind.

Raspberyl has a knack for different kinds of teas. One of them being a raspberry tea with a hint of mint. Her two subordinates know a thing or two about healing teas / what teas can make someone feel better. Most of the time she is drinking that, or water, or even green tea. She also really really loves veggie and fruit juices. No soda for this gal!

#ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴄᴏᴏʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ! // ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ #ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴅᴇᴍᴀɢʀᴀᴍ // ᴀꜱᴋꜱ #ʙᴀꜱɪʟ ʟᴇᴀꜰ // ᴏᴏᴄ

[merelaes]

After losing his eye, Aemond went through several changes throughout his everyday life. Everything had to be relearned and often left him frustrated throughout the learning process. That wasn’t the worse of it, however. The worse was the pain. The pain that never went away, no matter what he did. It often would feel just like a dull throb that he could easily ignore and had gotten used to, but every so often, something would trigger the stabbing like pains. Those were the worse and felt as if they lasted for hours. The triggers could range from a simple thing such as a kiss to that cheek or merely eating. It was agonizing. The pain would often vary as well and Aemond never fully could pinpoint how it would be or how long it could last.

Even if these episodes were brief, the pain was still enough to make Aemond want to cry on some days. On the days when the episodes were at their worse, he would slip off to his room to let the tears fall or even scream into his pillow. Anything to lessen the pain.

However, Aemond doesn’t want to speak about his pain. To ever make it something to worry about, instead, he simply ignores it and will do whatever he can not to show it on his face. He will simply hide it until he is alone. That’s when he will do what he needs. Occasionally, if it’s too much, then he will refuse contact to his face or have any touch on the other cheek. If he believes he might endure a minor episode while eating, he won’t eat as much.

#ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ #ᴀᴇᴍᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ #ᴀᴇᴍᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢ #|| I will be doing my best from here on out to add that to my writing and in interactions

[mccndancer]

Reading that Baela used to wrestle the squires in the courtyard gives me the image of her scuffling the young boys in Pentos. She's not even scared and probably winning bets.

She wore boyish clothes because she snuck away for a bit and knew someone would be sent for her eventually.

#ᴏᴏᴄ #ᴠᴇꜱᴛᴀ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋꜱ #ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

[informationbrcker]

The Golden Apple.

The Golden Apple is a three-story building. It serves as Eris’s base of operation that she’s more than proud of. By day, it’s a simple upscale restaurant but after 9pm. The upstairs opens up, and the nightclub opens up. The highest level in the building is Eris’s office where she has appointments and watches below to ensure that everything is going smoothly. She vets all of of her staff and does background checks before she ever hires them. Every one interviewed by Eris herself.

All of her staff communicate with hand signal during their training. It is one that Eris made herself and ensures that others never pick up on it. This is a way for her staff to communicate without letting the customers know if something is going on or if they need to be dealt with.

The Golden Apple is neutral grounds. Good or bad are allowed there, and she doesn’t kick anyone out unless they break the golden rule.

A simple rule, really.

No fucking fighting.

#ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ #ᴇʀɪꜱ ʜᴀʟᴇ #ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ? #ᴇʀɪꜱ ʜᴀʟᴇ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢ

[xynchronicity]

For those that don't wanna go to my page for Vengeance!Demise stuff. I'll periodically update this post with new stuff as I think of it (if and when this headache goes away).

Vengeance!Demise is my Demise verse but with the Vengeance Mythic skin. Demise is already "Mirrorwatched" but she swaps places with Gabriel/Reaper specifically. So, that still carries here...but less "was in his place and became what he should've" and more so "was working with Moira to some degree". In other words, she - namely Angela instead of Demise - had a moment - whether during a mission or in her or Moira's research - that made her go "my tech is good - great even - but it's not the best it could be".

HCs:

Demise does take on the mantle of "Vengeance" in this verse. So instead of referring to her as "Demise" I will refer to her as "Vengeance".

Vengeance becomes a powerful member within Talon.

Subject to change when event mode releases:

Ana swaps with Widow (or Moira?)

Tracer takes Reaper's spot (or Widow?)

Sojourn becomes their black ops/spec ops agent (?)

Vengeance swaps with Max or Moira (it's sort of hinted that she leads Talon...like as their leader...so taking DF's spot?)

DF takes Soldier's spot (based on the name of his skin)

Widow takes Ana's (based on the name of her skin)

Sombra takes...Tracer or Rein's spot (? she gets just an epic skin that's 'agent' not 'cadet' or 'lieutenant')

Vengeance has all of Reaps' abilities listed here and her own.

Vengeance's mastery over life and death is very prevalent here.

She will decide who receives her aid. If you fail her, she'll just bring you back to do it all over again (with the hope of you succeeding this time, of course, but either result will amuse her with your pain).

Vengeance will use you to any and every means necessary. You died on the field but can still provide use to her? She'll do so...if only to throw you to the wolves so she can escape or otherwise distract the enemy. Or if you have information within life but were killed...well, she'll just bring you right on back to give her said information. You will. This is not a negotiation, she can and will resort to torture. I mean, she can just heal you right on back to healthy just to repeat the process...how long can one stand agony?

Vengeance is more ruthless/ruder/power-hungry than her normal counterpart (Angela).

Voice lines:

"I decide who receives my aid."

"We're not done here."

"Begging for attention?"

"I didn't say you could rest."

"I am your remedy."

"Don't underperform now."

"In need of...treatment?"

"Minor setbacks mean nothing."

"I'll teach them the meaning of pain."

"On with it."

"You're looking unwell."

"Don't disappoint me."

"Someone needs a savior."

"Do your worst."

"I need you at peak performance."

"I will not let them stand in my way."

"I could mend you. Though you may have to convince me first."

"In the name of humanity's future, my plans cannot fail."

"For your sake, I hope you're not questioning my abilities."

Interactions:

The new interactions between Mauga and Mercy (the one where he asks if he can call her 'Angela' specifically) would've gone differently for Vengeance. Instead of saying "For you? Doctor Ziegler." she'd instead say "For you? It'll be your demise." (I had to include this bc I find it cute that he sounds like he's flirting with her.)

WIP

#ʀɪʀᴇyᴏᴜʟɪᴋᴇᴛʜɪꜱ || ᴏᴏᴄ #ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ɪꜱ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ || ᴅᴇᴍɪꜱᴇ ᴀɴɢᴇʟᴀ ᴢɪᴇɢʟᴇʀ #ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴀᴡᴀʏ || ᴠᴇɴɢᴇᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ #ʀɪʀᴇ’ꜱ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ || ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ #//still WIP but im content with what i have here

[oppimism]

@civicrphub left a message that said:

💖💚?

Why/why not you should date my muse // Open

a reason NOT to date my muse:

He tends to put his job before everything else and yes this includes his physical and mental health.

a reason TO date my muse:

When he’s not caught up in his job he will definitely buy you flowers and chocolates. Unless you don’t like those types of things.

#❧ ᴀꜱᴋꜱ #❧ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

[convincinglyhuman]

random headcanon.

When Theo gets her own phone, she downloads tiktok and does the dance challenge videos but attempts cooking ones. However, the cooking ones end with her destroying the kitchen...

#ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ #ᴛʜᴇᴏ ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢ #ᴛʜᴇᴏ ᴅʀɪꜱᴋᴇʟ