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usedtobecooler · 1 year

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it’s time for me to tell my truth — modern day!eddie would fucking love reddit

you’re lying in bed, scrolling on your own phones respectively, legs thrown haphazardly over each others as a gentle way of being affectionate even when you’re paying no attention to each other. a comfortable silence in the room, only the noise from your phone droning on. you’re on tiktok, watching the roll for sandwich guy who you’re obsessed with;

you pull a face, grimacing, “babe he’s just rolled a fuckin blueberry pop tart for this sandwich it’s gonna be so gross,” you’re cringing as he does the d20 sauce roll and it lands on matcha spread. you find yourself gagging just at the thought of it.

eddie hums, not really paying any kind of attention to exactly what you said but making a noise in acknowledgment — he’s too engrossed with whatever he’s reading, phone so close to his face you’re wondering how he’s not gone cross eyed.

there’s a silence for a moment longer, before eddie lets out the loudest, disgusted gasp into the room, his nose scrunching up like he’s smelled something bad.

“this guy has the fuckin’ audacity,” eddie starts, scoffing and pinching the bridge of his nose, having to set his phone down, “to ask if he’s the asshole, when he cheated on his pregnant wife and got another woman pregnant?! because he was fed up of her being on bed rest and not having sex with him?! of course you’re the asshole, you’re actually a cunt, dude. this site is fucking ridiculous, i’m done for the night.”

eddie throws his phone on the bedside table and engulfs the room in darkness, the only luminance coming from your phone now. you turn onto your side, smiling at him a little. his little tangents are always so endearing;

“yeah, fuck that guy. that shits no joke.” you agree, placing a hand on his arm and rubbing up and down. eddie engulfs you in a hug, all warm bodied and his wild hair is in your face, clouding your vision.

“just so you know, babe. if i ever knock you up, i fucking promise i wouldn’t do that shit to you.” eddie’s voice is hardly above a whisper, and it makes you all soft that he even thought he had to confirm that to you, as if you thought any less of him.

“baby, i’m pretty sure the worst thing you could ever post on that subreddit would be — ‘i ate the last of the cereal this morning, my girlfriend said it’s okay and she made a bagel instead but i still feel bad, am i the asshole?’”

you both laugh into the dark, eddie kissing the side of your head softly cause he’s the best. ))):

#eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson headcanons #my fanfic #mine #just a lil summin i couldn’t get off my mind #blurb

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mal3vol3nt · 4 months

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it’s a lil headcanon of mine that gwen gets easily jealous. not to the point where it’s unhealthy for their relationship or anything but it’s something miles and their friends have noticed and can tease her about

i feel like it would partly stem from the fact that in most universes, gwen stacy is a temporary lover. she’s not the “soulmate” in the way mj is because there’s always something (and it’s usually death) that separates gwen from her relationship with peter. so when gwen sees other girls take interest in miles it almost feels like a personal slight from the universe. she doesn’t want to be temporary in miles’ life. she doesn’t want to be yet another gwen stacy that doesn’t get to be happy. so the thought of another girl taking her place, which is so often the case in other universes, makes her feel uneasy and very angry lmao

#just me bullshitting atp #lil headcanons that may or may not make sense but they’re mine #spider gwen #miles morales #miles x gwen #gwen x miles #across the spiderverse #ghostflower #gwiles #gwen stacy

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dootznbootz · 7 months

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Odysseus may be a dog person but Penelope is definitely a cat person.

I know we joke about how Odysseus is a "Wet Cat" as it's correct but he really does "show love" and even behaves like a cat to me.

The whole "I only love two people and they're the only ones who can love me without fear of me biting them." as most cats pick "Their person".

My cats are literally the type to be like "Hi! I love you!" all the while they're walking across my work and knocking most shit over, leaving destruction in their wake. Odysseus literally slaughters a bunch of people and then a whiplash of him crying while being held by his wife.

(I also headcanon him as someone who "demands attention" like a cat. Especially from Penelope. "Ima lay my head in your lap even if you're kind of busy." "Ima grab your hand and start kissing your fingers even if you're holding something.")

Odysseus always wants to claim he's like a dog (Loyal, Brave, etc.) but he's not. Penelope has always loved cats, using some string to play with them sometimes even though I don't think Mycenae Greece had cats until later periods, being brought over from Egypt, it's a headcanon, let me have fun and his "wet cat" vibes are what drew her to him in the first place.

#I say this as someone who's cat is on her lap and not really letting her type lol #Patches is a chonky demanding lil lady #this is mostly headcanon but I still love that Tumblr calls him a “wet cat”#the odyssey #odysseus #odyssey #odypen #penelope #greek mythology #mythology #tagamemnon #mine #Mad rambles #shot by odysseus #my headcanons

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raayllum · 6 months

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hc that as he gets older and even busier with magic stuff callum's hair ends up growing out a bit, and he doesn't think much of it until it gets in his way while flying. this leads to him often stealing rayla's hair ties to pull it back (or her sighing and smiling and using one to tie his hair back for him when he forgets)

#callum being a lil scatterbrained when he's excited about something is so <33 #also i miss timeskip callum with a ponytail i really do #give them cute lil matching ponytails #rayllum #headcanons #mine #when will my timeskip return from war #after the war

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greenokapi · 6 months

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I don't think I ever posted these? They're pretty old and came from some kind of 'Ghirahim as a Midna-like imp' discussion in my Ghiraserver I think...

Then of course I had to make a impZant as well cause... I mean, obviously... aaand then I just kept doodling more of Ganondorf's twink squad as tiny... uh... creatures? And now here we are, lol

#Legend of Zelda #Zant #Ghirahim #Vaati #Yuga #Astor #Hyrule Warriors #Twilight Princess #Skyward Sword #A Link Between Worlds #Minish Cap #Age of Calamity #Stuff I drew #Ghira looks a bit fairy-like bcs of this one lil sort ofjoke headcanon of mine #Kinda wanna color them someday

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realmariesplatoon · 9 months

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minor v headcanon time in light of. recent developments

so yk how they needed glasses as a worker drone? well after the release of ep 2, i was like “wouldn’t it be funny if she didn’t actually mean to insult n when he was trying to ask her out in the pilot and just genuinely couldn’t fuckin recognize him”

yeah that part was probably meant to be just her being mean, but i thought it was cute/silly to imagine otherwise. ik whatever was wrong with their vision was almost definitely fixed when they became a disassembly drone, but i just. i thought it was cute ig

#murder drones #serial designation v #murder drones v #glitch productions #murder drones headcanon #silly lil v hc of mine

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aconflagrationofmyown · 1 year

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Sarge and lil Mama Headcanons

I’ve never done a headcanon post and am rather dissatisfied with this one, mostly because I’m itching to write full fledged, descriptive blurbs and fics elaborating on these highlights. But this way y’all will get a little taste and hopefully something will spark your interest as I’d welcome any prompts, requests and suggestions for which ones you’d like to see written out in full 🌹

Warnings: NSFW…breeding kinks, lactation kinks, gender roles, housewife kink, innocence kink, free use, lots of kids, withdrawal mentions, Army Elvis being a hot tamale

The attraction starts a little differently from the usual romance, this man thought of you as the sweet and kitchen-skilled daughter of a Memphian music producer until one day Gladys opened her mouth to tell her impressionable son something along the lines of: “now there’s a pretty gal who would make you a marvelous wife and mother to your children”

Ever after that, this poor young man can’t help but think of you in that context, laying beneath him as he breeds you, swelling with his children, giving him little heirs to Graceland and then the whole cycle begins again…the other girls and the starlets are hot stuff and they’re all great for romance and sex, but when he’s alone in his room he wrings his poor cock out to the thought of filling you with his children and binding you to him forever. His intentions towards you are so wholesome they’ve turned primal, and it takes him ages to work up the courage to ask your daddy for your hand

This asking gets precipitated by two events: his induction into the army and the death of his mother. Without her in his life he can’t fathom making a home across the ocean without a woman, his woman, the woman his mama pointed out and he’s been married to in his head for a humiliating length of time

I mean, sure you’ve been trying to be a comfort to him whenever you two interact since his mama’s passing, and maybe you took more baked goodies over to the big house than strictly necessary, but it was all to make him get off the floor and stop looking so hollow, to be there for Gladys’ son and your father’s friend.

Here he’s been wanking to the thought of you swollen with his kids while you’ve been baking pies, finishing school and keeping your expectations for romance low.

But had such a fixed determination regarding your role in his life he forgets how little you’ve been let in on the secret. He’s been keeping his behavior circumspect around you as he distrusts what his instincts might compel him to do if he caught you alone wearing a dress and that perfume that sends him nuts

So it’s a shock to not really be asked, but rather told that you’re gonna marry him, like it’s something you owe the nation -like jury duty or the draft

And see, it’s gotta happen soon since he’s leaving and he wants to bring ya overseas with him and -well, that’s how you end up three months later laying beneath the King of Rock and Roll as he takes your virginity and makes you his wife,

He definitely tells you why he wanted you that night, praises you for being wife material and you preen under the weight of his adoration.And he absolutely asks you, as you both sit on the edge of the bed with his hand in your hair: “do you know what mamas and daddies do when they got to bed, lil one?”

You don’t, not really, all the “conjugal advice” dear sweet freshly married you got from your mama was to “be good” for your husband. So by golly you do it, you’re beyond good for him that first night and he coaches you through his voice tender, grounding and soft as he shows you

Wide eyed and fuzzy headed from the heat of his hand on your thigh you hear him explain, “the daddy goes inside the mommy’s kitty, baby”

It’s all alright, he tells your doe-eyed self, he’ll show you how it’s done between man and wife before God’s watching eyes, “thas’ it… spread ya legs lil.. no not that way… no.. goddamn it hang on honey lemme help ya”

And sure, partway through you’re asking “really Elvis? You’re not pulling my leg are ya? You’re really supposed to go inside me?” And he’s all, “How else am I gonna plant babies in your womb, honey? Gotta go far up in or else they’ll just get lost in your belly, with the cake you ate.”

He’s a bit insecure about the fact he has been long besotted with you and you’re merely fond of him. And so, both to assuage any guilt he might have over possibly pressuring you and to make you prove you want this -he has you on top, has you do the first impaling of your own free will

And he makes it so good for you that first night -after all, he wants you to look forward to him merging with you, he wants you to want to take him as often as he wants to take you, wants you to crave being filled, to be dissatisfied every minute he’s not inside you

He’s the one to teach you everything about such matters and as you’ve no set parameter or established sense of what’s “proper” or “dirty” you soak up every wicked trick he shows you. He gets to mould you into the perfect wife, perfect for his cock and his tastes, taking him just how he wants, whenever he wants, and your sweet self is in shambles from how good his foreign activity feels.

Now the papers, they’re having a field day. The colonel makes certain this sudden change of status is used for full image rehabilitation effect, there’s heaps of praise for Elvis the Pelvis repenting of his wildness and settling down, embracing the role of a wholesome family man.

When you visit him at Fort Hood and show up in your little sundress to the accompanying sound of wolf whistles, he's knocked flat on his ass by the sight of your pretty body filled out and matronly, a glow about you that suggests that finally you have the little piece of the puzzle of you that was missing before -him, a little bit of him inside you at all times

He pulls you aside for a frantic chat, eyebrows drawn together as he huffs out, u could so a specific like “Lordy, baby you been walkin around like that? glowin with your tits all big and swollen… shit... ain’t nobody look at ya too long did they?” “no elvis” “good answer lil girl i was bouta bust some heads in”

You have those twins right before he has to go overseas, and he forgets himself he’s so anxious he nearly crushes your little hand during labor

Elvis is a mess because you aren’t fit to travel and he has to leave you behind, no amount of money getting thrown around can allow him to stay longer, so he leaves you tearful, promising to get you over with the rest of his family and entourage

A nasty bout of mastitis makes your sicker than ever and delays any impromptu flights you might have tried to take, and Elvis is so worried for you since not even his mama is back home to make sure you’ll be alright, you’re all alone when he promised that you’d always be together as a family

One of y’all’s long distance phone calls gets bugged and recorded, sold to the papers and let’s just say that while the rest of the nation is choking on their eggs while reading a printed transcript of y’all’s dirty talk in the morning papers, you and Elvis are besides yourselves with anger and frustration that even this little comfort and closeness has been taken from you

It also disillusions the public regarding Elvis’ supposed reformation of character, he always has looked like he knows how to fuck, and now there’s swelling proof of that fact in you

Christmas is just around the corner -his first without his mama- and you’re healed up and mad enough that you pull some strings of your own and haul Grandma Dodger and the twins to an international airport and fly to Germany in Pan Am commercial class seats

That reunion at the airport?! Oh yeah, I’ve got a fic coming…let’s just say he missed ya, and he needs to inspect ya, make sure his boobs and his pussy are fully recovered

Reunion sex is trying to be hushed cause he’s living with other folks, but let’s face it, you two holler till the whole block knows what you’re up to, and you two can’t wait to get a house of your own

Succeed at that but then, it’s full of people often too

Which, seeing as how he wants free reign to take you every chance he can get, fill ya up again, that just won’t do. This is the true honeymoon of your married lives, and he’s got his little babies he wants to get to know

So yes, he rents other houses around the base for his family and entourage just so he can slip inside you whenever he wants, while you’re at the sink, or spread out on the kitchen table -undisturbed, save for occasional noise complaint - and talk, oh you two talk and this is where you truly fall in love with the man, not the legend

These days are the happiest of your life looking back, a taste of normality where you can look back and see your man coming home to you by six o’clock, dinner thirty minutes later, babies bathtime and reading time after that, and then the rest of the night to yourselves - alright, often you two fall asleep holding the snuggly little nuggets, let’s be honest…this man can hardly stand being parted from them more than he already is

Speaking of not being parted… cockwarming while nursing happens very often on the living room sofa, he helps support your tired arms and everything, and it’s almost boyish the way he peeks over your shoulder, his lips part and his eyes get wonderous as he watches his little ones taking their nourishment from your body

It doesn’t take you long to set up house and get into a rhythm, which means you notice when things are off -even if you two hadn’t much married time before all this. So it isn’t many nights reunited before you notice the addition of pills to his bedtime regimen and he tells you he hasn’t been sleeping well all alone out here, and you suggest an experiment… wearing him out before bed, and whenever he gets a craving in the night, you’re there for him to use… yes, we are gonna go full “breaking addiction through Free Use” here

Which is really just swapping one addiction for another -pills for pussy, but hey, it works and you haven’t been back a whole month before those tell tale signs reemerge and Elvis is the one to spot them first -half because he is so eager for it to happen again and for him to finally be apart of it, and another because this boy has studied the subject extensively in the interim and knows what to look for

This next pregnancy he is all over you, everything he missed before due to enforced separation he gets to watch unfold in real time, and to his consternation, he finds that you being pregnant is just as appealing if not more so than you fertile, his lust is magnified by gratitude now, as well as the sneaking suspicion that you’ve really finally fallen irrevocably in love with your crazy soldier boy

Elvis is so invested in your well-being when you are pregnant that he is reading all the recommended books, in between his army duties. This man lays in bed at night, glasses on, reading aloud to you by lamplight about all processes and symptoms, what stage your babies are at now (he swears it’s another set) and he goes to every doctors appt with you. He’s the one to ask tons of questions and actually tries to school the doctor on certain things, cause he’s a precious know-it-all with conviction

You visit him on base often and become quite popular with your goody basket, pretty smile and ripe tits -which drives him nuts when all the guys comment and notice that little Mrs Presley sure is a doozy… he just might haul you to the break room and take you on the pool table…and if they’re watchin him give it to ya real good through the glass doors?! Oh well, that ain’t his problem

After the third or fourth set of Irish twins the neighbors -and the general public- start to wonder if maybe this wholesome family might have a salacious underbelly…the other army wives pity you and your constant state of barefoot and pregnant, but your smug little face says: my man makes it worth it it

You two throw the best house parties over there, and in case all this talk of breeding has made you think this boy has forgotten his oral fixation…ha no, he mumbles his praises into your pussy for being such a remarkable hostess and an impeccable wife and mother after the guests clear out….sometimes before

This man, I am sorry to say, blames you and your tight little coochie for his trash pull out game, he’s all “honey, if you didn’t clench like a goddamn fury i-I might h-have a chance, but as it is, y-you gotta stay in p-p-possession of yourself if you want me to pull out, it’s the lady’s responsibility, i-it’s different for men, w-we can’t help getting carried away”

He tells you the condoms grit his foreskin so you burn them without a second thought, you’re addicted to the friction anyway

Riding him while wearing his army hat might be the first time you get a taste of submissive E, he goes from critiquing your salute and posture “straighten those shoulders out honey, drop that hand snappy, now!” (all while railing you from underneath ya) to being a glassy eyed mess when you cockily ask “you like that Sarge?” while swiveling on him like he’s an toy boy barstool

Returning stateside in the snow, in full view of a crowd of swarming fans and photographers with at least five more children than you two left with

For the next couple decades you rent out the entire top floor of every hotel you stay in just so the kids can freely run down the hall

#reposting for masterlist purposes #since the other links are deactivated #elvis presley #elvis fanfiction #sarge and lil mama #headcanon #mine #elvis imagine #elvis fanfic #elvis x reader #elvis x you

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leverage-ot3 · 1 year

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I love how the ot3 are still taking classes to learn each other's skills. Do you think that we'll ever see part of those classes? Like the tail end of one at the beginning of the episode right before we find out about the person who needs to be helped?

omg bestie me tf too

I’d LOVE to see, like, hardison and eliot learning how to crack a safe, or eliot practicing fighting forms with parker and hardison, or hardison teaching eliot and parker how to create basic bugs

or parker taking them to a racetrack or something like that and backseat driving making them practice driving maniacally defensive driving

OR ELIOT TEACHING THEM HOW TO COOK (I know that isn’t technically a crime talent, but helloooooooo sharing your love language let’s fucking GO)

or in that vein, even just scenes of parker and eliot watching hardison’s favorite shows and actually paying attention would be really cute

also eliot holding the punching bag as parker and hardison take turns with it, gently critiquing them on their stances and punches. he isn’t gruff with them (unless they tease him) because he genuinely wants them to learn and be able to best protect themselves. he knows they’re both strong and fit and capable, but it helps him rest a little easier knowing that he has taught them better self defense moves

and parker teaching them how to pick out of handcuffs so they will never be trapped if she can’t get to them in time

and hardison teaching them how to deactivate self-destructs and other offensive technological security measures because he never wants them to feel like he felt stepping on udall’s bomb or feel like he felt waiting to hear if parker made it out of that potato safe

logically I know that we probably won’t see it in the show since it (unfortunately) isn’t really centered around the ot3 dynamic, but I’d surely sell my soul to see it on screen

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schlange-edens · 4 days

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imagine Tron breaking through his repurposing somehow, but choosing to stay at Clu's side anyhow, because of the terrible things he did as Rinzler and the guilt he feels because of it.

#it's a lil headcanon of mine #Tron not trusting himself anymore because he harmed others and being afraid he'll do it again #a stockholm kinda situation if you will #tron

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minteetho · 2 months

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