#never been so pissed that a headcanon was proven wrong

[a-hazbin-reader]

HII I just wanted to say I simply adore your Alastor headcannons.. ❤️

I unsure if you’re accepting request but if you aren’t you can ignore this one 😅

I was thinking of a pining Alastor with a fem reader who never sings. Like she has always hated musicals, and ever since she’s been in hell she noticed it’s just one big musical. And the moment they finally actually open up and sing.. it’s not with Alastor. But probably Angel to make him feel better.. So he’s all jealous that the reader hasn’t sung with him.

And at the end they share a lil love duet and slow dance .. like, singing at last by Etta James..

I don’t know..I just love how you write Alastor. Your writing is absolutely phenomenal. 💕

I've been avoiding this one because it makes me think of Nix- 😭

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: Alastor being a MENACE, Grumpy!Reader, Mentions of Drunk!Reader

Description: 👆⬆️

You don't sing, you're not the kind of person who's just going to break out into song like everyone else around you

You sang along to music, sometimes sure, or maybe even sang to yourself, but you didn't live life like you're in a musical

You had better things to do with your time than dancing around to mysterious music and making up words on the fly

It was something that annoyed Alastor because no matter how hard he tried to get you to join him in his little song and dance, you just walked away

And left him feeling ridiculous for even trying to make music with you

Good

Your serious demeanor and closed off nature only served to make him want to win you over even more

He doesn't like people being a mystery to him, he wants to know what you're thinking and how you're feeling all the time

For the sake of knowledge, of course, not out of any romantic desire or anything as ridiculous as that

After several failed attempts to get you to sing, Alastor just assumes you've got a bad singing voice and gives up

Only to be PISSED when he's proven wrong because WHY WON'T YOU SING WITH HIM

He finds you holding Angel to your chest and singing to him, the poor spider holding back tears as he relaxes into your arms

Alastor just hides and listens to the sound of your voice more confused than ever as to why you don't sing

You have a BEAUTIFUL VOICE

It reignites his desire to get you to sing with him and he becomes more of a pest than ever for you

He tries to trick you into humming or singing, turning on the radio when you two are alone in hopes that you'll take a liking to a song

"Do you have a particular music preference, my dear?"

"Can't say I do, whatever you pick is fine."

You only roll your eyes and continue looking at your book, the only sign that you like the music is your leg bouncing to the beat

He later catches you humming a little tune with Niffty as the two of you clean up together, the happy look on your face is the most precious thing he's seen

Alastor tries to invite you out to a concert/musical, waving two tickets in front of your face

"What do you say, my dear~? You and I listening to the most wonderful music in hell together?"

Only to watch your face scrunch up at the idea and realize that he's about to be rejected

"That's not really my thing, maybe you can get Charlie to go with you."

He ends up giving the tickets to Charlie and Vaggie, letting the two of them have a date night

You're smiling and singing a little song with Husk later that night, cooking a late night dish with him

He sulks the entire night and glares at you whenever your paths cross because HOW DARE YOU

WITH HUSKER!?

He even tries taking everyone to a karaoke bar and pulling you up on stage, hoping you're drunk enough that you'll sing

Only to be the victim of your drunken rage and get body slammed into a table instead because he startled you

"Alastor!! Are you okay!? Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I will pay for the table!"

Charlie is panicking because everyone is STARING, but you just glare down at him, cheeks flushed from the booze

"Don't... sneak up on me like that..."

He'd be lying if he said it didn't turn him on a little, laying there still in shock over what happened

"Understood."

Later, he hears you singing along to a song someone else is singing to. You're so drunk by that point that he doubts you even realize you're doing it

But you still sound so good even when your words are slurred and you're not even singing the right song

It gets to the point where Alastor's mood sours whenever you sing because he wants to sing with you but you always turn him down

You're trying to open up more but it's difficult to open up to someone like Alastor because it's impossible to know if he can be trusted

Your better judgment tells you no, but your heart whispers that you should give him a chance

Alastor just wants a duet with you so badly

You two would kill it, and he knows it

He's playing at the piano one day, singing to himself for entertainment more than anything

It's a song from his childhood, bringing up memories of happier times with his mother

When you suddenly saddle up next to him and begin to play as well, adding another layer to his song

His tail wagging and the way his eyes light up are the only indication he gives that he's excited by your presence

He keeps singing, feeling renewed by your musical accompaniment and really enjoying the music

Only to be graced with the sound of your own voice joining him, your hands briefly crossing over each others to play the right notes

The simple graze is electric for both of you, but neither would admit for years to come

He was right, you two sound better than anything he's ever heard before and he can't help but look at you because surely you feel it too??

Only to be flustered by the blush on your face and the small smile you give him, obviously pushed beyond your comfort zone but trying hard

It's all he can do to swallow the lump in his throat and focus on the song instead of how good you look or how beautiful you sound

Only when the song is over do you two realize how close your faces have gotten, gazing into each other's eyes like lovesick teenagers

You both are leaning in closer, gazes drifting down to lips-

When Alastor suddenly jerks away and walks across the room from you, his face burning from the realization of what almost happened

You deflate a bit and worry that you read him wrong, standing up so you can leave with your pride still intact

"Alastor, I'm so-"

Suddenly, the radio comes to life, Alastor picking a station with a slow romantic song playing before holding his hand out to you

"Care to dance, my dear? It'd be a shame to let such a good song go to waste..!"

You're both blushing and avoiding looking each other in the eye but you take his hand anyways, being pulled flush against him

If anyone were to peek in and see you two, it would certainly look like you two were a couple dancing to a romantic song and having a moment

Alastor has one hand on your hip while the other gently holds your hand, your head resting against him in an attempt to hide how embarrassed you are

His ears are folded back, and the smile on his face is wobbly and awkward, your other hand on his shoulder suddenly seemingly very interesting

Good thing nobody is peeking in on you two, except everyone is peeking in and passing around cash

"Pay up Angel, Husk, Charlie won fair and square."

I hope you guys like it 💓

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin x reader

[wonderingpanda]

Hallooo!

May I request reader catching the bayboys staring at them? Lovesick, maybe?

I just love the Eugene staring at Rapunzle scene.

Lovesick Stares

Hi! Sorry for not posting in so long, I’ve been really busy the past month. I also want to apologise, there was another Bayverse request in my inbox but I must of accidentally deleted it since I can’t find it anymore. If the person who sent me it wants to re-request it feel free to do so. Now, I decided to not really do headcanons for this one but I wouldn’t call them oneshots either. They’re more like mini-scenarios. Anyway, with that all out the way please enjoy.

Leonardo

I was just in the lair sharpening my katanas when I noticed Y/N sit down next to me. “Mikey becoming too much for you?” “Nah, I’m just tired and don’t feel like skateboarding right now.” They pulled out their phone and began doing something on it but I couldn’t see what. I decided to just focus on my blades since I was losing concentration. After a moment or two I heard the sweet sound of Y/N laughing and turned to see them smiling at some video. I couldn’t help but let my gaze linger for a moment, they were so pretty and calm I couldn’t look away. Y/N must of realised that I had stopped sharpening my swords since they looked over to me curiously. I immediately fixed my eyes on something away from them but I knew it was too late and I’d already been caught. “You do realise you’re staring at mouldy pizza right?” Yup, caught red handed. “Well I mean mouldy pizza can be interesting. Anything can hold a story. You never know this pizza could’ve been through amazing things, lived an incredible life.” “Ah yes an incredible life of slowly dying on a sewer floor.” We laughed together for a moment before Y/N decided to lie their head on my arm and smiled with their eyes glued to their phone. “You know if want to stare at me you can. I do it to you all the time.” “Heh, thanks… wait what?”

Raphael

I swear sometimes my brothers piss me off too much! It was late in the evening and I was beating up a punching bag to let out my rage. I was so focused on hitting the thing that I didn’t realise Y/N had walked in. They leaned against the wall and just looked at me. I stopped what I was doing and turned to face them. “What is it?” “I was just waiting for you to finish up.” “Why? You want to use it?” “I’d appreciate it.” I smirked and stepped aside as Y/N walked up to the punching bag, this was going to be interesting. I was surprised when they began to land pretty tough punches on it. “Wow, who got you so riled up?” They leaned back and rolled their shoulders. “Just an annoying co-worker, don’t worry about it.” They then threw their jacket onto the floor and continued to beat up the punching bag. As they went at it I kept wanting to look at them, their face and arms, eyes, lips… I shook my head and blinked a bit when I saw Y/N staring right back at me. “Is there something you want to tell me or…?” “Uh I think I hear Donnie calling me, I gotta go.” With that, I ran off. All I could do was hope they didn’t read too much into it.

Donatello

I thought it would just be another long night in the lab. I had been spending the night working on a few adjustments to my computers. Some of them were glitching and one had stopped working completely so I was trying to fix them up asap. I figured I’d be alone the whole night since everyone seemed to have already gone to bed but I was proven wrong when I felt a tap on my shoulder. “Agh! Oh Y/N, it’s just you. Wait, Y/N! What are you doing here this late?” “Well I was spending the night studying alone but I got bored, and knowing you I knew you’d still be up and awake in your lab.” “I suppose that makes sense.” I slid my chair to the side slightly and gestured for them to grab the free one I had sitting in the corner. They pulled the chair up next to me and sat down. “Oh, and apologies for not knocking. You didn’t answer before and when I peeked through you seemed so involved in your work that I didn’t want to disturb you too much.” “Not a problem. So, were you wanting to study or join me in my computer repairs.” “I figured I could just study while you do your thing, I was just desperate for some company.” “Understandable. I’ll just get back to this and feel free to ask me if you need any help with your studies.” “Of course. Thank you Donnie.” I grabbed a few of my tools and got back to work as Y/N began researching stuff on their laptop, looking through books and writing notes down. I looked over to them and noticed the way their face scrunched up at certain things, how they seemed so hyper focused on whatever they were typing. They were simply a sight to behold. My thoughts were cut short when Y/N sent me a curious smile. “What?” I figured I must have been staring and gave an awkward laugh, looking away to the computer I was currently fidgeting with. “Nothing.” Soon enough I heard the sound of books closing and felt a heavy weight slump onto my shoulder. “I know I should be heading home right now but I think it’ll be ok if I’m a little late to class tomorrow.” “Goodnight, sleeping beauty.” “Night, turtle boy.”

Michelangelo

I was bored, and I mean really bored. Nothing was happening! Leo and Raph were training together and Donnie was locked up in his lab again. April was busy with Casey, Master Splinter was meditating. I was so close to giving up on everything when a voice filled the air. “Oh guys! Guess what I brought?” I snapped my head around only to find my gorgeous Y/N standing happily with a stack of pizza boxes in their hands. I ran over to them but before I could grab a box they pulled the pizza away from me. “Uh excuse me! You’ll be waiting for your brothers before laying a hand on this pizza.” “Ugh! But everyone else is already busy. I’ll just take a few boxes and be on my way, pretty please?” They gave me a deadpanned look. “Mmm no.” “Well then…” I stepped back and readied myself. “I’ll just have to take it by force.” I lunged at Y/N picking them up and pulling the pizza out of their grasp. “Mikey, put me down!” “Mmm no” “Michelangelo Hamato I swear to god!” They proceeded to grab my face and get close enough to the point their nose touched my snout. “If you don’t put me down safely and hand over that pizza this instant I will beat you up with your own weapons, understood?” I wanted to make some sort of witty comeback but as I looked into their eyes I found myself at a loss for words. I knew they couldn’t really beat me and they knew it too but the determined look on their face was so adorable I wanted to just let them. After a little while I felt something hard flick my forehead. “Ow! What!?” “You zoned out dummy.” “Hey I’m not a dummy! You’re the dummy.” “You sure?” “Uh huh.” “Turn around.” I twisted my head to the side and noticed that all the pizza was gone! I looked back to Y/N only to be met with a fist to the face. But to see their cute face up close it was totally worth it.

I hope this was okay. Again, sorry for not posting in a while. Please have an amazing day/night wherever you are!✨

#donnie x reader #leo x reader #mikey x reader #raph x reader #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt x reader #tmnt bayverse x reader

[padfootastic]

so uh. this happened. headcanon about sirius wearing james’ oversized quidditch jersey that has ‘POTTER’ on the back and being entirely too alluring for his own good.

x

“Alright, James, this can’t go on anymore,” Sirius said, voice firm, arms crossed across his chest. James blinked, eyes dragging up from where they’d been fixed on his collarbones, unusually exposed in the large jersey, to focus on furrowed brows and suspicious grey eyes.

“What can’t go on anymore?”

“This—whatever’s going on with you!” Sirius threw one arm out in emphasis. “You’ve been acting off the entire day, do you realise?”

James tilted his head in question, silently asking for him to elaborate. He knew he’s been…a little distracted, but it couldn’t have been so much as to call for this intervention, surely?

“James!” Sirius says, exasperated and really, that’s one too many times he’s called him by his full name. He can’t even remember the last time Sirius did that. “You crashed into a wall twice, tripped over Mrs. Norris’ tail and had to hide inside a suit of armor to avoid her claws—then you fell over in the damn thing and got a bump the size of an ostrich egg on your head. Five seconds ago, you almost plummeted off the staircase to your death and now you’ve been somewhere Not Here the entire time I’ve been talking. Seriously, what gives?”

Okay, maybe, put it that way, it sounded quite bad but James didn’t intend to be so scatter brained! He was having a perfectly decent time, had his head screwed on straight and then Sirius had to go and mess all that up! He was not prepared for the sight of him walking out of the shower, a cloud of steam escaping behind him. His hair was half wet and pulled back, cheeks flushed red from the heat and most importantly, he was wearing James’ Quidditch Jersey.

The one that was at least two sizes bigger than Sirius’ usual clothes. And the one that, when his best mate turned around, had POTTER emblazoned in huge letters across the shoulders. James had just stood there, jaw slack and fingers clenched around his tie, taking in the sight. He knew what his jersey looked like, had worn it hundreds of times, but he never knew it could be like this.

And that had just been the beginning. It seemed like with every passing hour, Sirius looked better in the damn thing than before which—shouldn’t be possible considering how extremely good he looked in the first place. Seriously, if James wasn’t as…confident as he was, he would’ve definitely gotten a complex by now. As it was, Wormtail always looked a bit peaky around Sirius. Just before their first class, Sirius’ had dried into his usual perfect curls, loose strands framing his face. By the time second rolled around, the jersey had slipped off one shoulder, exposing sharp collarbones. James didn’t even know bones could look so- so obscene but here he was, proven entirely wrong. Right after lunch, Sirius had gotten frustrated with how much the fabric was flapping and had casually used his hair tie to knot it in the back.

This led to two things. First, his hair was now free to tumble around his face, leaving James with the strongest urge to run his hands through it, or perhaps even tuck strands behind one ear. He only avoided doing so by pressing his fingernails into his palms to the point of pain. The second, more maddening, one was that now, it wasn’t just his unnervingly attractive shoulder but also his waist that was on tantalising display. Every time he stretched, or raised his hand in class, or ran a hand through his hair—the jersey would ride up until Sirius’ pale skin peeked through and honestly, was it really a wonder that James almost walked off the moving staircases the first time he got a glimpse of that happening?

The entire day was an exercise in making him lose his mind, he was certain. Somewhere, he had pissed off a deity and they wanted him to suffer because there was no other explanation for this. James had never been one to feel possessive. In fact, he loved sharing everything he had with the people around him. Their joy was his joy and all that. Hell, Sirius and him had been wearing each other’s clothes since first year when Sirius hadn’t had anything except uncomfortably formal robes for Christmas morning, which was an atrocity because everyone knew you wore ugly sweaters on the day so he’d given his to Sirius and DIY’d one for himself. Of course, as James started playing Quidditch and bulked up harder and faster than anyone could’ve predicted, it had decreased until the only things they really shared were robes and ties.

But seeing his name on Sirius? Plastered across his body, marking him as James’? He just knew, right there and then, that he could never go back. Now that he’d felt what it was like, that burning heat deep in his gut, the dizzying feeling of seeing Sirius look so…delicate—there was no way he couldn’t crave more of it. In his head, James had already started making plans for now he could, inconspicuously, get Sirius in his jersey more often. Because it absolutely had to happen again, James hasn’t had anywhere near enough of the sight.

“Jamie? James!” A hand waved in front of him, ripping him away from his pleasant daydreams of seeing Sirius in nothing but his jersey. His face flamed red, not even realising the direction his thoughts had travelled in until he blinked and saw Sirius standing in front of him, looking bemused and dressed perfectly respectably (James was once again trying very hard to ignore the skin visible just above his waistband)

“Er—sorry,” James said, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Went away for a second there.”

“That’s exactly what I mean! You’ve been drifting away quite a bit today.”

“It’s not—Seriously, nothing’s wrong—“

“I never said it was,” Sirius said, shrewdly, making James immediately choke on his words as he tried to backtrack.

“No—That’s not…I mean—“ James’ teeth snapped shut with an incriminating ‘clack’ as Sirius steps closer to him, toed shoes touching at the tips. Close enough that they were breathing the same air, for James to see the shades of grey in Sirius’ eyes. Close enough that he could feel the movement of Sirius’ chest as he breathed deeply.

“Si?” he croaks, throat too dry all of a sudden.

“Won’t you tell me what happened, James?” Sirius’ voice was soft, pitched low and James had to strain his ears to hear him properly. He gulped unsteadily, eyes tracking the way Sirius tongue slipped out to wet his bottom lip, leaving a maddening shine behind.

“Si,” he said, again, tone matching Sirius’. One of his hands had, without his permission, travelled to the gap between his jersey and the top of his trousers he’d been eyeing for the better part of the day. It was featherlight, barely even a touch, really, but the way Sirius shuddered when his hand made contact with warm skin was entirely too much for James’ already fraying self control. His fingers twitched, hard, in an attempt to stop but in the next second, they’d wrapped themselves entirely around the body in his arms. James’ forearm was pressed tight against Sirius’ back, their noses were mere inches away, and Sirius’ eyes were more than halfway shut.

James took a deep breath himself and let his hand press imprints into the curve of Sirius’ waist. The only response he got was the feeling of Sirius’ forehead pressing into his shoulder, arms wrapping around him in return.

It was then that James let his own shoulders unclench, let himself relax like he hadn’t the whole day. A soft smile lifted his lips as he thought about where to go from here

“You’ll wear this for me again, won’t you, darling?” he asked, pressing the question into Sirius’ dark curls with a kiss. He didn’t get a reply but that’s okay—he didn’t need one. Sirius’ hitched breath was enough of an answer for him.

#sirius black #james potter #prongsfoot #guys look i wrote a thing!!! and it’s j/s!!!! #not the best and ended up longer than intended but!! it’s *something* #guess i wa just very inspired huh? #im rereading this and realising i sometimes write in very very subtle dom/sub dynamics for these two and ykno what? #im not mad about it. not at all. #also wrote a ‘naturally falling into each other’ type dynamic but hey if it works 🤷‍♀️ #anyway yeah hope this makes sense and y’all like it!! #send me more prongsfoot headcanons because i really really wanna write some more #tumblr works #pen’s writing

[deepestuniversallove]

Just a long vent about a specific niche fandom. Don't read if you don't want to hear me rant.

I just need to vent here for a little bit, and I am sorry if this i all incoherent.

I hate what fandom has become. What tumblr has become. What I have become.

I never used to be this way and never used to feel anger before, or jealousy or those 'ugly' feelings, as I was never allowed to. Being raised by a narcissist, you become a people pleaser and you learn quickly that you are never to show any negative emotions. Anger isn't permitted, disgust and unhappiness isn't permitted. As a good slave you don't need to have these emotions, so you learn to supress them to the point where you aren't ever feeling them consciously.

So all of this is so new to me. To actually f*cking hate the guts of some people on here. To fucking hate that they are so damn popular when all they do is shitposting and meme-ing the one that means so much to me to death. And even blocking them won't do a thing because tumblr still shows me their shit, or some fan is gushing about their stuff where I see it, and it just annoys the piss out of me. The tag I used to browse has been rendered useless to me here on tumblr. I long for the days when I was able to just see some nice art of him alone or serious discussions about him, like character analyses, or sharing obscure facts about him.

I don't even know why exactly it pisses me off so much - and I don't want to be the "Fun Police" here; everyone should still be able to do as they please and make whatever the fuck they want on their tumblr blogs, even if it is shitposting. Even if their stories don't make any logical sense at all.

I guess... I just wish Fandom wasn't so dumb with what ultimately are just headcanons. They are taking those stories as if they are canon when they are just fan creations, to the point where they harrass other creators who might come up with other things. For example, if you hate on Mewtwo x Newtwo because it would be "incest", then you are WRONG, because canonically, it was never proven that they were siblings. Canonically, there is no reason to think that Mew is the Mother who actually gave birth to Mewtwo (if you follow the movie-verse, that is. In the games, she did give birth to Mewtwo).

And sure, I realize that me criticising those fan creations is also taking headcanons way too seriously, but... I can't explain it entirely. I just want to be able to state my opinions. Be the one person that isn't always congratulating them on every creation, but also points out the flaws in their storytelling so that they, I dunno, may improve? I am frustrated that I can't even do that - I was told to shut up, or post my opinions on my blog only, probably so that my thoughts aren't seen by anyone and get buried. But I am fucking tired of that. I grew to hate being invisible. I hate making myself small for the benefit of others. Can't I be loud and angry for once in my life? Even if it is on the internet about something stupid? For once in my life, can't I voice my disdain for something after a lifetime of not being allowed to? After AvPD makes this nigh impossible of a feat for me?

One dissenting voice won't harm the popular creators anyway - they have thousands of adoring fans who will wholeheartedly take anything they make and not question it at all. They will go on and create what they want anyway, so what hurt does it do to say "hey, maybe this idea needs some ironing out because it doesn't make sense?"

On another note, I wish that if anyone here has a problem with me to not harrass people that may know me/are friends with me. I saw some anon going around and complaining about me to them - I'd rather you take your complaints to me directly than to them, since they got nothing to do with what I create or do.

For example, I saw someone who told an acquaintance of mine that it is hypocritical of me that I have Babytwos but "attack" others for doing the same. Listen, it is not that others have Babytwos that I critiqued, it's the METHOD of having them via a flower pregnancy when Mew is not a plant type and Mewtwo isn't either. It doesn't make any sense and I should be allowed to say at least that much without getting bullied in turn. That is really all I ask for. Getting Babytwos via cloning, test tubes, artifical insemination at least makes sense. Other than that, go ham and make as many Babytwos as you all want!

I also got told that I am not the owner of Mewtwo the character. Thank you, I know that. Where have I claimed I was? And if I feel a bit possessive over him, well, I got a damn reason for that. He saved me from unaliving myself TWICE. Thus he means a lot to me. I have been in love with him genuinely for 23 years. He is my guiding light. And while it is funny to see the occasional joke with him or a shitpost here and there, if it is constant, it just feels like you are treating him as nothing more than a joke. To me, he isn't a joke, he saved my life. I wouldn't have been posting on tumblr or anywhere at all since 2017 if it wasn't for him. So excuse me if I am a bit possessive over him.

Overall, I just wish people weren't so trigger-happy to take a contrary opinion as an attack immediately. I am not attacking anyone. You will never find me sending any hate DMs or Hate asks to anyone. I don't do that shit.

And if you hate me, you are free to do that too. I know that not everyone likes me. I know there are some people who wish I WAS dead. Or who think that I have ruined Mewtwo for them with my selfship. I mean, I got plenty of "Ew Bestiality" back in the day, if that is any indication. And it's not much of a change in the status quo anyhow. My own parents hate me, I got bullied in school when I was younger, so I am used to being disliked or hated. It used to hurt me back then, but by now I learned that giving a fuck really isn't worth it. I used to want to please everyone and make everyone happy. It used to destroy me when anyone told me they don't like me. Like, it CRUSHED me. But now? I realize that no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to please everyone. Some sadistic fucks may even get off on you trying that and failing. And many people I considered friends only turned out to just use me because of my people-pleasing tendencies.

So, fuck it. If the world is going to hate me anyway, the least I can do is to do whatever the fuck I want and whatever makes me happy. Deal with it.

#fandom vent #venting #rant #monika rants

[ghostiegirl56]

Genshin Multifandom Drabble/Rant

Ok I know I mentioned having twisted x obey me chapter 2 done but I had another idea for a mixed fandom fic.

Blame my amazing persuasive skills to convince my friend to play genshin and then her wanting to talk about lore while co-oping.

Kinda spoilers for genshin. Like not really just for a few voice lines and which twin is Canon. (Khaenria'h gets mentioned twice so eh)

I'll be referring to Canon (aether as protag and lumine as abyss

So like Aether hasn't been able to find Lumine for 500 years (talk about giving it a boy look). But what if it's because different worlds keep summoning him and when he gets put back he just keeps getting disorientated.

Like he's searching dragonspine for Lumine, gets summoned to another game/anime and then he's plopped back into schneznya. Doesn't help that lumine's hiding in the abyss.

This has the opportunity for nearly 500 different fandoms and Aether's stuck with them for maybe a few months or heck even a year.

And even more potential for a prequel of the twins visiting each place before arriving in teyvat.

Anyway back to the how of Aether being yoinked, say when first travelling through the other worlds Aether (being the doormat he is) left maybe an artifact that can temporarily bring (the assigned twin) to the other world for like a year and then saying like

"if you ever need help again don't hesitate to call".

And when you consider that not every world they travelled to probably had magic. Those artifacts would never get used and instead be like a family heirloom because A:

Every family has some sort of crazy heirloom that you have to question if it's cursed.

And B:

If two people with magic descended from the sky that's God and you don't (theoretically) call them lightly.

But also at least Aether canonically has all his power sealed and the way visions work mean their use is limited to teyvat (visions need elemental energy and the specific formula for elemental energy is likely only found in teyvat). If Aether's statue powers work the same...

He's just some regular dude who got summoned probably because of someone's desperation. Like the world could be ending and this almighty being that has seen the birth and death of stars (which is surprisingly canon) who descended hundreds of years ago is now a magicless, crop top wearing twink (affectionately) who needs his sister to tell the Macca's employee he asked for no pickles.

I imagine in some worlds they've accidentally started a whole religion around them (more reasons for Celestia to be haters).

This could also apply to Lumine and that's why she spends so much time in the abyss, to make up the time she lost on her summons. Since 1 teyvat day is 1 abyss month (if I remember correctly).

Also if I had a twin and they disappeared on me for 500 after I slept for long enough that (twin in question) pissed of a higher being that sent literal gods to destroy the place. The next time I see them it's a fucking tackle hug them for abandoning me and cause I'd miss them.

The fact Aether is so chill and somehow sane about this implies either A:

He has no capacity to be upset (proven wrong by the chasm quest)

Or B:

This has happened before.

Which lead onto a new headcanon of Lumine and Aether travelling worlds and they'll just randomly fight like

"Noooo it's my turn to overthrow the gods"

"Nuh uh you defeated my evil organisation so I didn't get my full turn"

Soooo after all my ranting basically. Aether or Lumine getting dragged to worlds only to be plopped back in teyvat after their summoning artifact runs out of time.

Obey Me The exchange program

So back to the multifandom part. Imagine that a twin (I'll use Aether as my example) is selected for the human world exchange program due to probably being known for magic in ancient human history books. Then one of two things vould happen.

Barbatos succeeds in summoning Aether because its Barbatos.

or 2

new backstory for a brother of choice, having been given a summoning artifact at somepoint and coming in clutch to summon Aether. Which creates a nice little reunion

and part .5 Paimon can come with and be surprised about archons sharing names with the demons.

If its option 1 I can imagine Aether learning about how much of a dick the brothers father is. Then going like

"Where his he? He needs to know that wasn't right"

(Aether is tired alright pretend its exam season)

Lucifer: "We fought him and lost what makes you so sure you can" Aether: "I've done it before. . ?"

Even if it wasn't specifically Obey me's god. Like it could be and this is how the brothers find out Aether is potentially older than them. Also Aether could totally tell them all these stories about gods he's fought and that its a common thing in each world for someone to fight god.

idk I think that could reasure the brothers.

#genshin impact #genshin aether #genshin lumine #obey me shall we date #obey me #Genshin impact x Obey me #Obey me x Genshin impact

[soloragoldsun]

Okay, so I hardcore headcanoned Hector as an aro/ace during season 2. He didn’t seem taken in by Carmilla’s seductive attitude at all. He trusted her due to a combination of kindness to his pets, rational arguments, and the fact that Dracula was legit lying to him. He seemed like someone who was entirely focused on his work, and would be totally happy living a solitary life with his pets (which he was, until Dracula hired him).

So, when season 3 came around, I was like: Oh! Lenore is going to have to appeal to him from a business standpoint, since he won’t even be swayed by...

Wait.

Hector.

No. No, DON’T FALL FOR-

Goddammit.

#castlevania #netflix #season 3 #spoilers #hector #headcanon #aromantic #asexual #lenore #never been so pissed that a headcanon was proven wrong

[dweetwise]

since i already did the killers, here’s the survivors reacting to their newest addition!

Yun-Jin & survivors headcanons

Dwight tries not to judge people too quickly, as his hands aren't exactly clean either. He doesn't really care what Yun-Jin did before, the problem is that she only looks after herself in trials. When his numerous attempts at friendly advice fall on deaf ears because she clearly doesn't regard him as a leader, Dwight kind of gives up on and hopes that she might come around one day.

Meg is instantly wary of Yun-Jin, her story not painting the producer in a good light at all. She’ll "accidentally” lead the killer to Yun-Jin in trials, doubly so if they're going against the Trickster, seeing it as fitting punishment for someone willing to turn to a blind eye to the atrocities the idol committed.

Claudette always tries to see the best in people, but after Yun-Jin leaves her to die on hook several times, the botanist realizes her trust in the other woman might be misplaced. Her own morals refuse to let her treat Yun-Jin different from the others, but it makes Claudette sad to know the producer most likely wouldn’t return the favor.

Jake is downright hostile, as the cutthroat nature of the business world was one of the main reasons he put his old life behind him. He's annoyed when some of the others try to force him to make friends with Yun-Jin just because they happened to be born in the same country.

Nea is both intrigued and cautious, fond of Yun-Jin's unapologetic attitude but not a fan of the way she essentially sold her soul to be a corporate pawn. She teaches the woman how to be a pain in the ass to any killer, but usually keeps her distance since Yun-Jin is clearly only looking after herself and Nea is not about to be caught in a bad spot without back-up.

Laurie is pissed. Upon hearing about the producer's connection to the Trickster, she goes off, accusing Yun-Jin of creating a murderer. Some of the others intervene—though don't necessarily disagree—but Laurie doesn’t budge on her stance.

Ace isn't blind to the parallels between his and Yun-Jin’s lives, having to play dirty in order to escape their less fortunate upbringings. He admires her extravagant fashion sense and always makes sure to compliment her outfits, happy to notice it makes her hold her head up higher after a rough trial.

Bill writes her off as a stuck-up rich kid that never had to face hardships, but is proven severely wrong when Yun-Jin shows to fare well even without the comfort of her penthouse. When he sees her making a fire and she mentions she had to learn how to keep warm when their heat was shut off, the contempt is gradually replaced by respect.

Feng is also somewhat of a lone wolf and doesn't care that Yun-Jin cares mostly about self-preservation. She'll tell the woman that they won't have any problems as long as she stays out of Feng’s way in trials. The two end up working well together, exchanging strategies on the best ways to split up and rush generators.

David isn't impressed by the producer’s appearance, thinking she's a spoiled brat that will throw a tantrum as soon as she chips a nail. Will tease her in trials, scoffing “Careful ya don't get blood on yer fancy jacket, princess”. She never takes the bait, instead opting to survive to the end and leave David to die on his first hook, giving him the finger from the safety of the exit gate. David sees it as a playful rivalry, though in reality the woman probably hates his guts.

Quentin is familiar with the guilt of creating a monster and instead of being angry at Yun-Jin, claims that this is her chance to make it right. He gets her to tell them everything she knows about the Trickster that might benefit them in trials. He's not that bothered by her refusal to work as a team, knowing it won't be long before she realizes she has to help others if she wants to survive.

Tapp has some very unfortunate flashbacks to his last case before he died, a psychopath and his accomplices making his life a living hell. And that's what he sees Yun-Jin as; an accomplice and enabler of the Trickster. He doesn't bother to hide his distrust, keeping a sharp eye on the woman as if expecting her to turn against them at any second.

Kate is initially put off by Yun-Jin's stuck-up attitude, having been forced to deal with her fair share of money-hungry producers. However, when they slowly get to know each other and the Korean mentions her own buried aspirations of being a musician, Kate recognizes their similarities; both of them just wanted to share their music with the world.

Adam attempts to make hesitant small talk about Seoul, trying to find common ground. However, when Yun-Jin only talks about Michelin-star restaurants and luxurious boutiques, Adam resigns himself to the fact that the woman has little interest in anything not revolving around money or music.

Jeff is a firm believer in live and let live and doesn't have anything against Yun-Jin despite the woman being his polar opposite in almost every way. He can tell the producer is surprised every time he strikes up casual conversation or offers to heal her in a trial, clearly not used to kindness from a stranger.

Jane is no stranger to being in the spotlight and doesn't approve of Yun-Jin's corrupt methods of navigating fame. She’s persistent in trying to get through to the producer, going out of her way to help the other in the hope that Yun-Jin will one day do the same.

Ash makes some good-natured jokes that Yun-Jin looks fancy compared to the rest of them. He doesn't care that some of the others think she's a bad person, he admires her gutsy attitude and doesn't treat her any different than others, one of the few who happily trade his life for hers in trials.

Nancy isn't as quick as most of the others to judge Yun-Jin. She's curious to know the whole story, and eventually understands why Yun-Jin made the decisions she did. They’re on neutral terms and occasionally exchange stories of their lives before, but Nancy swiftly learns that when they’re in a trial together, it’s every woman for herself.

Steve is a little starstruck, the K-pop producer’s extravagant appearance a far cry from the monotony of his small town. He can't help but try to impress her, doing stupid tricks in trials and pestering her about whether she thinks he would ever have a shot at stardom. As soon as he hears her artist name, he insists on addressing her as Magnum Opus, and even manages to get a smile for his efforts.

Yui doesn't give two shits about the woman’s questionable morals, instead thinking Yun-Jin is a badass for managing to do so well for herself against all odds. She's quick to welcome the producer to their group, and when questioned by the others, says that it would take a lot more than that for her to throw away the concept of sisterhood.

Zarina asks a lot of questions, curious about Yun-Jin's connection to the Trickster. It quickly becomes apparent that their morals clash horribly, and Zarina is appalled at the way the woman threw away integrity for corporate greed. She doesn’t trust Yun-Jins promises about making the killer pay, knowing people don’t change overnight.

Cheryl tries to give the benefit of the doubt, but as soon as Yun-Jin tries to boss her around in a trial, she withdraws into her shell. Cheryl has unresolved issues with women in power and isn't about to let Yun-Jin use her as a pawn in whatever game she's playing.

Felix can tell at first glance that he won't get along with the woman. Yun-Jin's gaudy outfits and arrogant attitude scream new money, reminding him of difficult clients he hated working with. He respects her drive for her job, but that's where their similarities end.

Élodie, having the freshest memory of what it's like to be the newest arrival in this terrifying realm, is the first to befriend Yun-Jin. Though they're from completely different worlds, both are mature enough to recognize the other's struggles, gradually forming a hesitant friendship.

#dbd headcanons #dbd survivor #dbd #dead by daylight #dweetwrites #long post #yun jin lee

[snuggetfish]

Majidad family headcanons..? 🥺👉👈

Say no more 💖 This is LONG so I've put it under the cut!

First off, how many children would Majima want? Frankly, the man’s so happy to be given the chance at fatherhood in the first place that even just one would send him over the moon... but he wouldn’t say no to more. He’s paid enough visits to Kiryu to feel that twinge in his heart, hearing the echo of so many cheery voices around the orphanage. 

So, if it at all possible, he’d love to see his dream about having his own little cuddle puddle of kids become a reality. He’ll maybe slightly underestimate how difficult it’d be to take care of them all, but he’s Majima Goro, moulded by fate to be one tenacious bastard. He’ll pull through, somehow, with the help of a loving partner willing to go the distance with him. However, if he did only have one kid, you can bet they’d be spoiled absolutely rotten. You might think that the roles of good cop/bad cop would be obvious in a crazy yakuza dad+presumably civilian spouse couple, but think again, because Majima is a complete pushover when faced with cute puppy eyes. 

Extra serving of ice cream after dinner? He'll pile gigantic scoops into his bowl and then give up not even halfway through, sliding it towards his child. He can't really wink, but they get the picture. “Who in ever is gonna finish this for me?” Five minutes more at the park? Sure thing, they can have the whole hour and maybe Kiryu-chan might show up in the meantime too so they can... schedule their next fight. No throwing down in front of the kid! I think also once Majima becomes a dad, his priorities shift. Slightly, but noticeably. He still upholds his vicious reputation, but he isn't living at the edge any more, fighting through each day like it's his last, defusing bombs with little regard for safety. If surviving up until now was luck more than anything, with a child in his life, he's going to make damn sure it becomes a certainty. He's got something so very precious to stay alive for.

When they're still very young, Majima would be a great help in comforting them during the night. He typically gets back at late hours anyway and relishes the chance to spend a bit of time with his child, instead of immediately collapsing into a restless sleep like he always used to. If they're awake or crying he'll comfort them as best as he can, even with his whispered voice now hoarser than he remembers it and no knowledge of lullabies... but hey, pop songs will do too. 24h Cinderella anyone? Though if they're sound asleep, he'll stick to just holding their tiny hand for a while, feel it clasp gently around his fingers... 

First things first, the gloves come off, always. "Skinship" is a Japanese word put together from English that I think is great for describing the kind of parent-child intimacy he'd want. On mornings where can afford to sleep in, it wouldn't be uncommon for his spouse to find him on the couch, dozing on and off with the baby nestled on his chest. He's afraid of falling fully asleep and missing the tenderness of the moment, plus his nightmares are not something he'd ever want his child to know... So he'll stay like that, stroking their back and peeking through a lidded eye at his partner who's busy making breakfast. Also on this topic, an idea that occurred to me recently: you know how Majima's tattoo has one of the snakes' heads on the left side of his chest? Well... call him superstitious, but he'd only hold the baby on the right side. Can't have it threatening his sweet pea. 🥺️

What about once they get older? Well probably Majima would start waking up with unexpected “extensions” made this his tattoo, in black marker. Possibly some scribbles on his eye patch as well, which he’ll still proudly wear to work. And if you know what’s good for you, you really don’t want to be the one making fun of a Mad Dog that’s sporting a little heart doodle on his face. Kisses? Yes, absolutely. As we learn from Dead Souls, Majima would not shy away from smooching his child. A “good night” kiss, a “good morning” kiss, a “have a nice day” kiss when they’re off to school. One day the kid complains that his beard’s too scratchy and Majima doesn’t even think twice before he goes back to being clean-shaven. 

I think at some point they would also have to be introduced to the domain they're going to be ruling (though only as children!): the Majima Family. Nishida would be promoted to “designated driver", for a kid all too eager to ride on someone's shoulders while daddy's away in a meeting and the Kamurocho Hills construction site would be getting a new foreman. Their duties would include drawing on the blueprints and shouting words of "encouragement" at the men through dad's loudspeaker, whenever he needs a break. Bet Majima even gets them a little hard hat and everything, custom-made! Ok so it also doesn't take long for them to figure out a fun game to play with the new family members, a hazing ritual basically: show up on the day of their first office duty and annoy the hell out of them. Men were nervous to begin with, but now they're confused and pissed, like who the hell is this brat and who let them in? Kid plays the silent card: doesn't say a word about their name or their dad's, just keeps running around and getting in their business. 

After chasing a lightning-fast kid all around the whole office, Majima comes in and they think they're saved. Surely the boss has 0 tolerance for little intruders.... Though, of course, the intruder immediately runs to daddy and it slowly... very slowly dawns on them. Kid’s grinning from behind a leather-clad leg and the poor newbies have gone white in the face mentally counting how many fingers they're gonna have to give up. But it’s all fun and games... mostly. Of course a Majima descendant would inherit his mischievous nature.

But hey at some point, uncle Saejima comes back. Though Majima’s maybe a little reluctant at first, eventually he can’t but see the value of his kid training with his kyodai in the dojo. For self-defense, but also to develop their athleticism. Saejima’s of course happy to spend time with his niece or nephew, though... you know how in Y4 one of dojo's mechanics is that the students can just skip your lessons if they're not feeling motivated enough? Majima’s munchkin would absolutely do that. Slide underneath the big tiger’s legs and make a run for it! 

I think Majima would find it terribly endearing if the child at some point started dropping Kansai words here and there. And that’s in spite of Saejima chiding him that his own accent is fake and that the kid probably picked it up from the “real source”, a.k.a Saejima himself. Heh, dad and uncle might bicker sometimes, but they both make it clear just how much they love the little one.

Now, raising a child as a high-profile yakuza is obviously not going to be all rainbows and sunshine... I think Majima would love nothing more than to indulge in the cozy fantasy of being an ideal father, spending all his waking moments playing with his kid, putting his energy and creativity to good use, just generally making sure his son or daughter get the best childhood he's never had... but it's a fantasy for a reason, because he's grounded enough in reality to know that it's not going to work out as idyllically as that. 

He's fulfilled his and Saejima's dream of climbing the yakuza ranks, although it's come at the cost of being a notorious figure, with scars both external and internal. How is he going to protect his family? How much time is he really going to be able to dedicate to his kids? How is he going to keep them from walking the same dark path he has? Not a day passes where he doesn’t ask himself all those questions... doubly so on nights where he comes home to find that they’ve wiggled in his bed as well, cozy and safe in his partner’s arms. And it hits him that they’ve already grown up so much and he fears he’s missed out on so much, on making a positive impact in their life...

Ultimately, I don’t believe Majima would want his kids to grow up involved in the yakuza. Yet at the same time he can’t entirely hide his career. Maybe that’s a good thing because it teaches him that it's never as black and white as "if I leave, they'll be safe; if I stay, they'll die". One can raise a child to be strong and, above all, make their own decisions and carve their own path, even as a dad who's for all intents and purposes a criminal. The yakuza are, after all, a fact of everyday living, hidden in plain sight, given how pervasive they are in business and politics. A kid that's seen the flip side of the coin (within reason, because you bet Majima would still be fiercely protective of them) would surely be well equipped for life. It’s what he hopes, at least. If I thought the last ask was long...oh boy. I’d like to deeply thank all my friends off whom I’ve been bouncing these privately ideas for months now!! 💙💙💙 I didn’t think there’d be much interest in Majidad headcanons, but I’m happy to have been proven wrong!

#majima goro #goro majima #dad majima #yakuza headcanons #HEY LISTEN #just last night I hurt myself deeply by modding Majima and the little girl from Dead Souls as Kiryu and Haruka in Kiwami... #screenshots are on my twitter but I might also post them here! #anon asks #answered

[itsmoonphobic]

📚𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜✏️

(ᴀ sʙɪ+ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏ & ᴄᴏ ʜɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀᴜ) ☟︎︎︎ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴇxᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ ☟︎︎︎

ʷᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ʷᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ᵇᵘⁿᶜʰ ᵒᶠ ᵏⁱᵈˢ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵘⁿ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ

❣︎ ᴛᴇᴄʜɴᴏ ��. ʙʟᴀᴅᴇ (Second year):

ᴄᴏɴғɪᴅᴇɴᴛ | ʟᴏʏᴀʟ | ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛᴇᴛɪᴠᴇ | ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ | ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ | sᴀʀᴄᴀsᴛɪᴄ | ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴠᴇʀᴛᴇᴅ | ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ | ᴄᴏʟᴅ

-The fucking brain of the whole school.Gets all the top grades and is every teacher's favorite.

-English is his main thing,he knows so many complex words and phrases that he uses to sound smarter and confuse other poeple.

-Spends most of his free time and breaks in the library reading a book or studying.

-Doesn't like getting involved in conflicts or fights but he will step in and tell them back off if they are making fun of someone or bullying them :(

-His sleeping schedule is messed up.So after staying up all night playing videogames he buys atleast seven cups of coffee in the cafeteria to keep him awake.

-Finds sticky notes his three best friends left behind on his locker.It's either daily reminders or just some dumb shit like an insult or a crappy drawing.He pretends to throw them away but he secretly keeps them all in his room :)

-Gives his friends after school lessons and guides if they are stuck on homework or have a big exam coming up so they don't fail and get a good mark :D

-Doesn't like going to football games or any school games at all,but he will go when it's one of Tommy's basketball games (He even went with him to his tryouts for moral support-)

-Will give both Tommy and Wilbur cheet sheets and answers for bigger and more harder exams or tests :P (But they have to pay him lmfaooo-)

-Agrees to do risky (but fun-) shit with Tommy and Wilbur (They have broken into the school multiple times at night-)

-Sometimes Techno gets these horrible head aches so Phil,Wilbur and Tommy created a little sleeping spot on an old couch in the library where they can all lay down and relax together :D (This shit is so wholesome)

-Drags his friends and talks so much shit about them but in reality he cares for them.He will call them names like loser or idiot but he never truly means it :) (He loves them but he would never admit it out loud- cringee)

-Is in two clubs.He plays the violin in the school band and performs in the theater. (He played a king once and till this day it's by far his favorite performance) :D

-Completely oblivious to the fact that these random two dudes (Squid and Dream) are competing against him for the reputation of the smartest student.

❣︎ ᴘʜɪʟ ᴡᴀᴛsᴏɴ(Third year):

ᴄᴀʀɪɴɢ | ᴋɪɴᴅ | ʜᴇʟᴘғᴜʟ | ʜᴀʀᴅᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴɢ | ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴏᴜs | ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ | ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ | sᴇʟғʟᴇss | ᴘᴏʟɪᴛᴇ | ᴇᴍᴘᴀᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ

-The parent of the school.He helps out wherever he can so his hands are always full and occupied.It gets hard to catch him sometimes since he's always running around.

-The teachers love him.He will help them with papers and he also volunteers to stay longer and clean up the classroom after everyone leaves.

-Keeps the chaos trio out of trouble and makes sure they don't end up in detention,though he doubts Techno ever will.He can't say the same for the other two though :)

-Helps out the nurses and lunch ladies if they have too much work- (He gets free chocolate milk in the cafeteria as a little thank you :D)

-He basically steals the teachers work.They don't get any more complaints from the students or any type of fight they need to solve since Phil's got it all under control.

-He stops by the bakery and brings breakfast for Tommy and Wilbur,and a coffee for Techno with him.Techno said he doesn't like to eat early so Phil kept that in mind :)

-They think he doesn't know but Phil indeed does recall all the shenanigans the three of his best friends have done. (Yes even the school break ins-)

-Attends ALL of Techno's and Wilbur's shows and performances.And he doesn't forget about Tommy's basketball games :3 (He's probably the loudest in the crowd and hypes them up like a proud father-)

-Gets way too worried over his friends.One time Tommy twisted his ankle during a game and Phil freaked out. Tommy reassured him that it's just a bruise but turns out he broke his ankle so- Yeah trust Phil and get it checked if he says to get it checked :)

-Student council president?- That's Phil for you.

-The students (and teachers) were both very happy that Phil got to be council president since he has proven himself worthy of that title.

-Constantly has to apologize for Tommy's and Wilbur's antics.He can't argue against Techno but these two brainless children get into way too much trouble :(

-Phil keeps the school under control- At first the teacher's were kinda pissed off but now they get to spend more free time and still get payed for doing less work.They always make sure to thank Phil though don't worry :)

-There have been way less fights and stressful situations in school since Phil takes care of them and makes sure everything runs smoothly,the way it's supposed to :D

❣︎ ᴡɪʟʙᴜʀ sᴏᴏᴛ(First year):

ᴄʜᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ | ғʟɪʀᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ | ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ | sᴜᴀᴠᴇ | ᴄʜᴀʀɪsᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ | ᴇɴᴛʜʀᴀʟʟɪɴɢ | ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ

-The heartthrob of the school.Cliche definition of Mr.popular.The whole school is either in love with him, jealous of him or they admire him.

-Has the most sick parties over the year.Halloween?Birthdays?Home alone parties? With Wilbur it's like prom every month :D

-Flirts with all the girls,he's never been in a relationship before but he can't help the fact that he's handsome :) He's a huge ass romantic.The reason behind that may be the fact that his favorite movie genre is romance lmao-

-Is in the school band and theater club with Techno.He plays the guitar and sings(Bonus points for the girls) His favorite type of performances have to be musicals :D (Hamilton reference let's go-)

-Fights with Tommy all the time.You could catch the two of them throwing insults at eachother and from time to time even a middle finger (or in Tommy's case both)

-People continously ask him if he's dating Niki but they are just good friends who bond over music :( He would sing and play guitar for her,Niki has so many polaroids of their cute moments together in her room- (Wilbur may or may not have stolen one while he was hanging out with her-)

-Knows everyones dirty secrets and will blackmail others if they fuck with him or his friends.

-Also hates Dream,doesn't know if it's becouse he competes with Techno all the time or that he's a huge wheezing jerk >:(

-He loves sitting next to Techno in the library while he comes up with new song ideas.He would ask Techno for his opinion to <3

-The whole school is behind his back.You start shit with Wilbur and not only are his friends there to back him but every student (Even the janitor lmao)

❣︎ ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏ sɪᴍᴏɴs(First year):

ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴇᴛɪᴄ | ʟᴏᴜᴅ & ғᴜɴɴʏ | ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜs | ᴇxᴘʀᴇssɪᴠᴇ | ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ | ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴɪɴɢ | ʀᴇᴄᴋʟᴇss | ʀᴇʙᴇʟʟɪᴏᴜs | ʜʏᴘᴇʀ | ᴏᴘᴇɴᴍɪᴍᴅᴇᴅ

-Seen as a heathen by the whole school.Got himself the nickname troublemaker from pretty much everyone.

-Shit you not he goes around the school and starts fights with people who are way stronger than him but still manages to beat them up like?

-Road his skateboard through the school hallways once and made Tubbo record it while he pulled off some stupid stunt down the stairs- He ended up breaking his leg lmao.

-Legit always goes after the popular kids-(That's how he met Phil,Wilbur and Techno)now he has people who can beat ass with him (except for Phil)

-Calls teachers out on their bullshit.He will literally say they are wrong and what they're saying his complete bullshit

-May or may not have got suspended a few times

-Gets into so many detentions.The teachers are pretty much used to him coming and even have a special seat reserved for him in the back.

-Plays basketball and gets super excited when the Blade comes and picks him up from practice.Feels extremely cool that he's walking away with him while his teammates stare in shock.

-Once spread a rumor about Wilbur to pay him back for pranking him and let's just say Tommy and he had a pretty deep conversation lmao-

-That kid who always couldn't contain his luaghter in class and threw paper balls across the room.Yeah that's Tommy

-Has a gang he hangs out with (Tubbo is his favorite but he loves to annoy Deo lmao)They also have a groupchat,tbh it's mostly just Tommy asking if he can copy homework from one of them

-Tried to hack into the school system with Techno's help atleast five times but after Phil cought them the two of them stopped

-Brings nerf guns into school and jumpscares people with them.He shot the principal once and that was the most terrifying moment of his life (Apart that conversation with Wilbur lmaoooo)

-Loves breaking rules with Wilbur and Techno lol.It was his idea to break into the school the first time so they kinda stuck to doing that (especially during summer break)

AHHHHH- It's finished! This time I tried something different and made it a bunch of short headcanons!This is probably my favorite type of au so I'm really happy with how it turned out! Love y'all <3

#au #mcyt #minecraft #minecraft youtubers #ph1lza #tommy innit #wilbur soot #wilbursoot #tommyinnit #highschool #school #highschool au #school au #technoblade #techno #alternate universe #modern au #dreamwastaken #im a squid kid #tubbo #tubbolive #timedeo

[letshaikyuu]

Could i get a jealous Kageyama, Akaashi and Bokuto ;)

+  Can I request some good ol’ jealous Daichi? He has a crush on the new manager who’s just a rlly affectionate person in general and likes to pet, cuddle, and hug the boys. He loves it when she lets him rest his head on her thighs bc she wants to help him relax. Can we get him getting jealous when she does this for another teammate? - @prescription-panic

♢ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 // 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ♢

♢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: cause it’s Horny Friyay, we doing this nsfw style ;3 and bless both of you for requesting such beauties omg / / 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 / / characters are all considered 18+

♢ 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭 ;𝟑

♢ 𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐨 ♢ 

He gets jealous really easily and it’s visible because he doesn’t know how to hide his annoyance. When his team gets a new manager and she catches his eye, Kageyama doesn’t know what to do or how to act. Somehow, with the help of his fellow teammates, you two start dating and it’s all going great cause Kageyama deserves love

But, when he sees you taking care of the other members like you take care of him, Kageyama is definitely pissed. He clenches the ball tighter, his glare is darker and his aura is terrifying. It’s very evident that he’s pissed and the others keep teasing him. If you’re well into the relationship and have done the dirty, Kageyama will have no problem with staying after practice with you and locking the two of you into the locker room

“I’ve seen how you act around them. Do I really have to show you that you’re mine?” “Oooh, is Tobio a little jealous~” You can bet your ass he is because he didn’t come here to talk to you. If he’s going to teach you a lesson, it’s going to be fingering you while breathing down your neck while you tell him who your boyfriend really is

If it’s the beginning of the relationship, he’ll just be extremely pouty and wait until you say something and then he’d have an adorable blush on his cheeks while he grumbles out that he was, in fact, jealous

♢ 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐣𝐢 ♢

He’s a tough nut to crack because you never know with him. He keeps a close eye on you because 1) you’re the manager and 2) you’re his girlfriend. Akaashi is aware that you have to be on good terms with the other teammates to actually be a manager, but he knows when good terms turn into unnecessary head pats and lingering touches

He is fuming. He doesn’t want you to be too close with his teammates. Hopes it’s a one-time thing, but you keep doing it. Intentional or not, Akaashi is plotting his little plan. A plan that won’t hurt you in any way, shape or form, but will have your ass numb the next couple of days-

It only takes one more drop of jealousy to cause Akaashi to lose his shit and decide to leave in the middle of practice, drag you into the locker room, and show just how loved you are by your own boyfriend. I already have some ‘jealous Akaashi headcanons’, so to focus on the others, here ya go! (x)

♢ 𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮 ♢

It’s emo Kou all over again lol. Once he likes someone, he wants that certain someone to pay attention to him, love him, and be there for him. It’s even better because you’re the manager and he can see you all the time. He sometimes gets lost in your eyes and basically forgets he’s in the middle of practice. “Bokuto, I swear to-”

Yes, he appreciates you being a good manager and being cool with all his teammates, but do you really have to go and be so touchy with them? Kou is mostly pouty at the time and his jealousy is basically emo Kou at first, but as your relationship grows and you’ve been dating for a while, emo modes don’t exist anymore because he’s found out how to relieve his jealous in another way ;3

Unlike our pretty setters, he finds it more comfortable and personal if he wrecks you in the comfort of your own home. Jealous sex with Kou is actually really good and I can’t stress that enough. Sex with Kou, in general, is a solid 11, but jealous sex is wow. He tends to be rougher on these occasions and wants to show you that you can be happy with just him and nobody else 

“What was that?” *smack right on dat ass* “ I only need you Koutarou!” “Good girl and don’t you forget that.”

♢ 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚 ♢ 

He noticed immediately how their manager (now girlfriend) is extremely affectionate and really likes to come up to people and pat them on the head. When you two start dating, it’s like all your attention is shifted to him and only him, completely forgetting about the others. But, after a while, you go back to your old habits and Daichi is not impressed at all.

He misses your hand that would once be laid gently on his thigh, how you used to give only him pats on the head, or rub his back. Now, his teammates get to experience all that because you’re that affectionate. His mouth is always in a straight line, arms crossed over his chest (biceps on display), and looking at his teammates enjoying their time with you. If someone deserves head pats, it’s Daichi babe.

Anything nsfw doesn’t even cross his mind at first. Jealous sex? Who’s she? But, later on in the relationship, Daichi finds comfort in jealous sex somehow. He can be intimate with you, is the only one in bed with you and it’s a win-win! Also, jealous sex with him is to die for as well.

At first, he wouldn’t feel good the day after because he didn’t think it’d be that successful? He’d be confused as to who fucks when jealous, but he was proven wrong. Both he and you seemed to enjoy it, now you intentionally do it just to have Daichi jealous. Perfect ;3

#kageyama tobio #kageyama headcanons #kageyama tobio x reader #hq kageyama #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #hq akaashi #akaashi scenarios #bokuto headcanons #bokuto koutarou #hq bokuto #bokuto x reader #daichi sawamura #haikyuu daichi #sawamura daichi #daichi sawamura x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyū!! #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu writing #hq x reader #hq

[shanie-the-toyaddict]

I would like to hear your Zowens headcanons and I will in turn share a few of mine with you.

WHEEEEEE

Ok, so I posted a list a couple weeks back that contained most of mine but I have added a few more in here in the meantime.

So, combined from that list and the new one, here goes...

Headcanons behind cut.

it’s a fine line between love and hate and they’ve been tap dancing on that line for so long it’s been trampled to oblivion

Kevin likes to think he doesn't need Sami in his life and that he would be just fine without him. He especially likes to forcefully repress all memories of the time between Sami's call-up and his own when he was proven painfully wrong.

Sami is loyal to a bloody fault and it’s why he keeps coming back for more.

Kevin is a huge grump. He has always been a grump and he will always be a grump even when he's trying to be nice. The only time he isn’t a grump is when Sami manages to chip away at his shell long enough to let Kev’s heart pour out and, when it does, it only pours out onto Sami.

The exception to this rule is when his heart is pouring out about Sami which is what led to heartfelt promos about missing his best friend and regretting his life choices.

As mithen put it, “Unbridled Obsession”. Fight Forever is in reference to exclusively THEM. Nobody else has or will ever matter.

The sheer magnitude of cosmic OOMPH surrounding them… I once described them as “A yin and yang yo-yo, spinning around each other endlessly while oscillating back and forth between friend and foe and being controlled by the red string of fate.”

Kevin struggles endlessly with his feelings about Sami. His brain and his heart can never seem to agree on where they stand but, in the end, his heart always wins be it for better or worse.

Meanwhile, Sami figured this shit out ages ago and lives in eternal wait for his better half to get it together. This is, again, why he always comes back.

The reason Sami has it figured out was because, despite his better judgement, he fell in love with Kevin almost immediately and decided he would wait as long as it took for Kevin to come around. He's still waiting and, even with his recent turn for the crazy, there's a part of him that he's tried so damn hard to destroy (and failed) that's still waiting.

However, despite figuring out his own feelings and wanting Kevin to reciprocate, Sami is damn near clueless when it comes to receiving the signals from Kevin about it. When the day comes that Sami figures out that Kevin does indeed love him back it will have involved a bullhorn, three billboards, half a dozen hallmark cards, a shouting match, bite marks, a punch in the face, copious amounts of aggressive kissing, and possibly a marriage proposal.

If cheap motel rooms had mouths, our guys would have filed a TON of NDAs by this point. What happens on the road, stays on the road.

That said, if said walls did have mouths and word got out, both Sami and Kevin would claim it meant nothing and was just a product of too much free testosterone and adrenaline in a small space (with only one bed).

They would both be lying.

You always hurt the one you love. [gestures at that recent backstage photograph of Sami’s back]

“I Love You” has no meaning at this point. They’ve said it so many times it’s just part of the script. “J'taime” on the other hand...

The aggressive cheek kissing was a compromise with Vince that replaced Kevin's desired lip locking. Little does Vince know that lip locking is second on their list of "romantic gestures" and that touching foreheads is infinitely more intimate to them.

On a related note, It’s not biting it’s a possessive kiss with teeth and it's number three on the list.

Kevin, for all his grumpiness, looks like an angel while he sleeps.

Sami, meanwhile, looks like an idiot and Kevin finds it both endearing and hilarious and has a ton of photos on his phone which he’s assured Sami he’s deleted (but hasn’t).

The shared selfies we've seen of Happy!Keven and Confused!Sami are just a small sample of the ones he's taken. It's one of Kevin's favorite pastimes to snap photos of Sami off guard and it pisses Sami off to no end. (Kevin doesn't care, he still has them all saved multiple places on his phone and cloud storage, to prevent Sami from breaking into his phone and deleting them.)

Speaking of breaking into phones, they've both given up on device security between the two of them. It doesn't matter what they change their passwords or swipe-locks to, they know each other too damn well for it to work. They've just come to an agreement to respect each others stuff as much as possible.

"As much as possible" does not include refraining from going on each other's social media accounts and going on blocking sprees.

Kevin did indeed stun L*gan P*ul because he hurt Sami and would do so again a million times if he had the chance. Nobody does that to Sami Zayn.

Nobody except Kevin Owens, of course.

Both men have foul mouths but for Kevin, it’s just words. He weaves cuss words in and out of his sentences like friggin punctuation marks. The only time they mean anything is when he gets into the sacre.

Sami, meanwhile, tends to go more for exclamations. He doesn’t pepper his speech with swearwords but, when he’s excited, he’ll go for the biguns in a heartbeat (see his MFER cry over his IC Title Win)

Sami has a penchant for petnames and nicknames. He's been known to full-name Kevin when he's pissed and when he is most angry, he doesn't bother using a name at all. Meanwhile, When Kevin is feeling kind towards Sami, he has a similar thing going on but it usually just involves spewing insults (that may or may not be meant affectionately).

Re: Above - “Idiot (affectionate)”, “Shithead (romantic)”, “Dumbass (soulmate)” and so on.

Kevin Owens has learned to appreciate a good Gyro for the sole purpose that it’s about the only thing he can stand on the menu of the Greek Cafés Sami always used to drag him too.

Kevin is a burger addict. One of the easiest ways to gain his affection is gifting him with a perfectly cooked bacon cheesburger.

One time, one dark, DARK day, he let Sami get the food from the burger joint. He was horrified to discover (immediately, upon the first bite) that Sami had gotten him an impossible burger to try and convince him they tasted the same. Kevin was not happy at ALL and Sami was forced to clean up the mess in the car while Kevin went and got a real cheesburger.

One of the biggest reasons they have remained close for so long is that, long ago, they both decided that the car radio remains OFF. Anything else leads to screaming matches and possibly auto accidents.

If those ridiculous Hallmark movies my mom watches are correct and there is such a thing as a Godwink, then the Montreal Screwjob was God winking so damn hard he nearly blinded himself in one eye.

Kevin secretly loves both Sami’s long hair and his dancing but the world will end before he ever admits either.

Similarly, Sami finds it adorable how Kevin's beard is starting to turn grey but knows better than to say word one about it.

Both men are bi but Kevin is way, WAY more bi than Sami. Like, Sami is straight with a side of Kevinsexual. Kevin is much more… open in his attractions; his heart belongs to Sami but he has never been afraid to mess around with other men as well.

Due to Sami's otherwise straight nature, he's managed to do a really good job lately of convincing himself that he never cared about Kevin in the first place and that his hatred is well placed... you know, like a liar.

Kevin Owens Steen is too violent for his own good. Violence is his primary means of communication and it's how he expresses himself in all things. This is a big reason that he is so hurtful towards Sami, even when he is trying to help him. He doesn't know anything else. There is a reason so many of his kisses come with teeth (as mentioned above).

This is also why... um... er... in the times where they did hook up, Kevin was the one in control. He would never willingly let Sami pin him in the ring why the hell would he let Sami pin him... uh... elsewhere.

That said, if there were anyone who Kevin would be open to a change in position with, it would be Sami. As long as Sami knows full well who's driving the car, Kevin's up for relinquishing control of the radio for a night.

Overall, Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn are both the best and worst things to happen to each other. The best because, for better or for worse, they drive each other to put their all in everything. They bring out the star in each other time and time again and neither one of them would have ever made it to the stage without the other.

They are the worst thing to happen to each other because... well, have you MET them? Enough said.

Sorry this list is so long. I have a ton of thoughts about these two and if I don't wrap this up now, the list will only get longer.

#Zowens #Headcanons

[tigerseye46]

I kinda have this headcanon that if sandy is Sha Wujing, that Pigsy is the only one He’s told. So imagine the Jasminetea angst when it is revealed, Tang is understandibly upset at Sandy for telling Pigsy and not him. (a fact made worse if they are dating at the time) - Pixel Anon

Honestly I can see it since Pigsy went to Sandy to go Flower Fruit Mountain and they exchanged glances during the Lunar New Year special so even if he doesn’t know Sandy is Sha Wujing, he at least knows something. And I love that Jasminetea angst >:)

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It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair at all.

Why did it seem as if Pigsy knew more about his boyfriend than Tang did?

He knew they were close, had known each other before Tang and Sandy. Pigsy was the one to introduce them to each other after all and he was grateful his best friend had done so, he was grateful for a lot of things his best friend had done for him over the years but that wasn’t the point.

It always seemed as if Pigsy knew more than the scholar did. That left him jealous when they exchanged glances over a private matter that only they knew. In the end, he would step away for a bit under the guise of getting some fresh air and he’s sure they knew he was angry based on the way he stomped out the door.

He just wanted to know more about his boyfriend, was that so wrong?

And he had asked about Sandy’s past, trying to gain information but the demon was shut tighter than a drum. It was always “it’s not important, Tang” or complete silence.

It was important! He wanted to know more about him. He knew of Sandy’s past as a rage filled warrior but he didn’t know details.

What made him become so rage filled? What feats did he accomplish as a warrior?

Okay so maybe they weren’t the best questions to ask (and he never did ask them) since Sandy was content forgetting that part of his life.

But what about before he became one? Where did he grow up? What was his family like? Did he have a good relationship with them? What stories did he have that had been passed down generation from generation?

He just wanted to know, he wanted to be let in like Pigsy was. There would always be a thought in the back of his mind if Sandy told Pigsy everything, why don’t they date instead? He was getting in the way of them.

He was aware that wasn’t true, Sandy loved and chose him above all else and he had chosen him in return. Sandy was a sweetheart and would never use him, if he wanted to date the chef, he would have done so.

He was being a bit selfish but he was a curious man, always trying to pull information from anything and everything around him.

Tang sighed as he threaded his hair through his dark locks and read his book, his eyes analyzing every word and pretending as if he wasn’t affected by his lack of knowledge about his partner. Sandy pressed a kiss to his cheek and laid an arm around his shoulder. “Hey, starlight,” the demon greeted with another peck.

“Hey, dream boat,” he greeted with a nuzzle.

“What are you doing?”

“Thinking about you,” he answered with a smile. Thinking about how little I know.

Sandy grinned. “Rather cheesy, Tang.”

“Well you make me cheesy,” he responded.

He snorted, “Not like I haven’t heard that line before.”

“Has someone else said that to you?” He asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Nope but one of my brothers was quite a flirt so I heard every line possible while I was with him. He used to flirt with every gorgeous women he came across.” He smiled fondly at the memories.

Tang took in this information, he didn’t know Sandy had brothers and he voiced this, “I didn’t know you had brothers.”

Sandy rubbed the back of his neck as if he didn’t mean to reveal that fact. “Yea, I do.”

The scholar quickly bombarded the demon with questions. “How many do you have? What are their names? Are you the oldest or youngest? What do they do? How come you haven’t mentioned them before?”

Sandy’s lips pressed tight and Tang cursed himself for asking since he wasn’t going to get any answers. “It’s not important.”

The scholar narrowed his eyes, he despised that answer even if it he had expected it. “Not important? Not important! You have a family!” He wanted to know about his future in-laws (because Sandy and him were definitely going to get married one day). “A family that is going to be my family one day!”

“Look… it’s… it’s.”

“It’s what?”

There was a clear pain in the tea lover’s eyes and Tang let it go in an instant, “Forget about it.”

“Tang, I’m-”

“It’s okay, sweetie. Just forget about it.”

Sandy said with complete adoration, “I don’t deserve you.”

The human nudged him in the chest. “And don’t you forget it.” He was hoping he would be let in one day before their relationship went further down the line. He was hoping it didn’t take until they were married and possibly with kids for the demon to finally open up about his past.

The human pushed that out of his mind and went back to reading his latest purchase of Journey to the West. As a scholar, he loved to see how each translation compared and rather they were accurate. He had a lot of copies of the adventures, this one had visuals.

The visuals were beautiful and he loved scanning every bit of it… well… almost everything. The pictures of Sha Wujing (his celebrity crush) could use some work. It seemed as if no one could get the sand demon right, no one could properly capture his beauty. The demon was way handsomer than depicted surely!

The demon was probably as handsome as his boyfriend. After all, they did share a slight… resemblance. He squinted at the picture of Sha Wujing then glanced at his partner from the corner of his eye. They did look really similar.

It was almost as if they were twins! He laughed in his head then thought of it no further even when the back of his mind told him to do the opposite.

He should have listened… because weeks later they were in the midst of a fight with a demon that knew Sandy and he had called him… Sha Wujing.

Then it clicked, Sandy didn’t resemble Sha Wujing, he was him. Xiaotian, Xiaojiao and him were shocked by the revelation. Who wouldn’t be? Unless… unless they knew.

Pigsy was the only one who didn’t have a reaction out of the group. Oh he knew, he fucking knew.

And Tang was pissed. How could the pig have known and he hadn’t?

When the battle finished and words were exchanged between Pigsy and Sandy along with questions from Xiaotian and Xiaojiao, the scholar hissed and approached them. “Sandy,” he yelled.

Sandy stared at him with concern. “Tang, are you okay?”

Pigsy glanced between the two, perfectly aware of what was about to transpire. “Uhhh, big guy.”

“Yea?”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Tang asked with his fists clenched and eyes narrowed. “Why didn’t you tell me you were Sha Wujing?”

A bead of sweat appeared on the demon’s face and Pigsy quickly pushed the kids out of there so the two could talk. “Uhhh…”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He repeated. “Yet you told Pigsy.”

“Maybe we should go somewhere else for this,” he suggested, trying to dodge the question. He walked towards the boat where his partner followed, his arms crossed.

They went in Sandy’s home, the demon preparing tea to soothe the other. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I heard you the first three times, Tang,” Sandy said.

“Well you haven’t answered me. So?”

Sandy sighed. “I told Pigsy because I trust him.” His eyes widened at his wrong choice of words.

Tang hissed, “So you didn’t trust me?”

“No! Of course I did! It’s… it’s…”

“It’s what?” He would give the other a chance to explain himself.

“I was scared.”

“Scared of what?”

Wujing rubbed the back of his neck. “Scared of how you would take it.”

“That’s a stupid reason.”

“I know. I know. I told Pigsy because we knew each other a long time. It was before I met you. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you hurt.”

Tang held out his arms to indicate he was already hurt. “Well I’m hurt but not physically.”

“And I’m grateful that you aren’t, physically at least.”

“Any other excuses you want to give me?”

“Well I said I was scared of how you would take it and I was. Back before you told me you liked me, it always felt as if you didn’t, you know? I just didn’t think you enjoyed having me around and it didn’t seem like you liked me as Sha Wujing either so I didn’t say anything. Didn’t want to see the look on your face when it was revealed.” He chuckled, aware of how ridiculous it sounded especially since it was proven the scholar loved him.

Tang took in his words. “Did I make you feel that way?”

“No, it wasn’t your fault. It was all my imagination and it doesn’t give me an excuse.” Tang walked closer to him until they were face to face. “I wish you would have told me that but you’re right. It doesn’t. I am pissed but there is way to make it up to me.”

“And that would be?”

“If actually tell me the truth. Every story from you I want to hear. Got it?”

“Got it.”

“I also want a lot of kisses and hugs to make up for it. And you and Pigsy better watch your backs because I will strike when you least expect it.”

Sandy gulped and nodded. “Okay. I accept that.”

Tang had a mischievous glint in his eye even though he was still hurt. He wrapped his arms around him. “You better. I love you but you have a lot of making to do.”

“I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

“I believe you, dream boat. At least I have the somewhat amazing Sha Wujing as my boyfriend.”

“Somewhat.”

“Yep. Somewhat.” He nuzzled his chest before realizing something. “Wait... does this mean the Monkey King will be my future brother in-law?”

“Yea.”

Tang pursed his lips. “I might forgive you sooner if you introduce me.”

“Deal.”

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid #jasmineteashipping #jasminetea #sandy #monkie kid sandy #lmk sandy #mr tang #tang #pigsy #lmk pigsy #philo/tiger writes #hoping I didn’t make tang seem selfish in this #too selfish cause there is a line about him acknowledging he might be a bit selfish

[hiro-gari]

Batarou “What If” Headcanon - Different First Meeting

by: Little1993lamb for: Lilia / @hiro-gari

Word count: 4134 Warning: Blood mention, unconscious and injured Badd at the beginning, also some intimate cuddling at the ending but nothing explicit. Kinda OOC characterizations. Bad grammar and very limited vocabulary because I’m still not fluent yet on my English I’m so sorry.

I have this Batarou canon-divergent AU headcanon where instead of standing up again after being hurled across the streets by Elder Centipede, Badd was fainted. Garou was the one who begrudgingly helped the unconscious Badd by carrying him away from the battle location and letting him rest in his shack.

I was wondering how it would turned out if they faced this kind of situation, so I tried to write a self-indulgent scenario about what was I imagined about it. Hope you can enjoy this headcanon! 😊💕

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When Garou saw Metal Bat fell from the sky after being hurled by Elder Centipede and crashed on the roadside, he thought his chance on defeating Metal Bat was over. No way Garou wanted to fight a heavily wounded hero because there was no satisfaction taking on someone who had already worn out and couldn’t properly show their real strength. So he started to looking for his next target on different location.

As Garou walked past Badd, he heard a pained groan from the injured hero. He was surprised when he saw Badd slowly standing up using his metal bat to prop himself up as a crutch, then with wobbly legs he tried to walk heading towards the previous battlefield against Elder Centipede, blood from the opened wounds dripping steadily on the ground. Garou couldn’t believe if Badd still have any strength to continue fighting, especially with those nearly fatal injuries.

He was just wanted to call Badd when the hero suddenly collapsed face down in the middle of street, his metal bat dropped from his weakened grip and hit the hard surface of asphalt with a clang. Garou rushed in to check on Badd’s condition, he came here to seek a good fight not seeing a dead hero, for fuck sake!

As Garou crouched down and flipped Badd over, he saw Badd still breaths despite it sounds more like faint wheezing than normal breathing, his face was painted by his own blood, his closed eyes scrunched up from the sheer pain.

Garou was relieved to know Badd still alive, as much he likes to hurt the hero he didn’t want him to be dead. Now that his problem was over, Garou stood up and walked out heading to his next destination, leaving Badd lying unconsciously in the middle of empty road. He guessed someone from Hero Association would come to rescue their precious hero and take him away to nearby hospital, so Badd wont be his responsibility.

After walking for a couple metres far enough from the previous spot, Garou take a look on Badd. Still nobody comes.

He tried to ignore the poor hero and continue walking. It’s been hundreds metres from the spot and when Garou checked again, there’s still nobody coming to save Badd. At all.

It pissed Garou off.

How come the supposed big-named “Hero Association” was so unprofessional like this?! Not keeping good track or surveillance on any of their hero members especially who currently engaged in such dangerous life-threatening mission, not providing immediate emergency help for who has fallen or heavily injured?

Garou could understand the part of “saving the civillian first”, but what about their own heroes? They wrongly assumed that their heroes could do all of their job smoothly, and when something wrong happened to the heroes they don’t take immediate actions to help them.

He shouldn’t have to give any fuck for Badd, but seeing that nobody else even cares for the unconscious S-Class hero made his blood boils. Begrudgingly, he running back towards Badd. After Garou made sure Badd still breathing fine, he carefully scooped the hero up in his arms by bridal style carry then quickly fled from the scene before somebody from Hero Association or random civillian sees him “kidnapping” their precious hero.

Garou decided that he would treat Badd by himself in his shack since it was the nearest location from there. It kinda amused him, who would have thought that the Hero Hunter was bringing his own prey into his evil lair?

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Arrived on the abandoned shack in the middle of forest, Garou laid down Badd on the bed. After he checked through all the visible wounds, he take his first aid kit and started to do his (it was supposed to not) job.

Garou carefully wiped the blood off and delicately tending Badd’s wounds while Badd still resting, wondering why and how could a teenager so young like him willing to working as a hero and doing some dangerous jobs like that.

He also secretly admiring Badd’s beautiful face and strong physique that could rivals his own, thinking it was very unfortunate that they’re enemies because if they’re not maybe Garou would be attracted to him. Maybe.

Garou gently caressing Badd’s cheeks while watching over him from the bedside like a guardian dog (or wolf, as he’s not associated himself with dog). Some unexpected thing happened: Badd unconsciously leaning more further into Garou’s touch, he was even humming or purring adorably like a kitten in his sleep! Never had thought that the delinquent-looking hero brat could be this cute.

Garou guessed his hero hunting schedule for that day could be temporary postponed. Watching over an adorable hero seems more interesting thing to do at the moment.

———————

When Badd was awake hours later, he saw Garou sitting across the room, supervising him from afar. Slowly regaining his consciousness, Badd questioned his “savior” identity. At first Badd thought he was a random civillian who kindly saving him from the battlefield. But when he realized that he is Garou the “Hero Hunter” from the way he talked about the other heroes and all the suspicious hints around him, Badd immediately on alert and he tried to fight Garou. Although Badd couldn’t do it as he fell down nearly passed out on the floor because his body was still too weak and in pain.

Garou who doesn’t want to fight a heavily injured person, suggesting Badd to just calm down and go back resting again as he wasn’t in the good condition for combat. He let Badd know that he has absolute no interest to beat up the already beaten up people, thus he wont targeted Badd. At least until Badd has fully recovered.

Garou helped Badd up from the cold floor by carried Badd towards the bed and laid him down on the soft surface.

Badd was taken aback by Garou’s hospitality despite the cocky bastard personality, he didn’t believe that this person is the “Hero Hunter” who hurted his fellow hero comrades days ago. And that Garou actually also a young teenager just like him and not a creepy middle aged man criminal like he had thought before.

Not to mention Garou is very handsome and kinda charming in some way.. Still hated his cheeky arrogant attitude, though.

So they just talking heart-to-heart, surprisingly having more civil conversations. They shared stories like their motivation (even if they clashed with eachother), their ideas on “hero and villain” (Garou was surprised Badd actually on the same page as him!), what they do on daily basis (Badd as both highschool student and pro-hero, Garou as a martial artist), their family (Badd was telling Garou about Zenko proudly and Garou reluctantly telling Badd about Bang, in which Badd realized he’s one of his coworker).

Garou and Badd actually enjoyed their interactions without realizing it was kinda wrong to befriend the enemy, especially that they’re still hunting on each other. But they didn’t care about it at that moment, they just happy there’s someone their own age who was willing to talk and listening to each other.

Fortunately after Garou explained his whole backstory, Badd started to understand him and wont judge or thinking badly of him. Although Badd was still pissed off about Garou hurting his coworkers, but other than that he understand a bit about what Garou has done.

Since both of them experienced how hard their life as an outcast, just because they were “different” kids who don’t like to conform social norms. Basically rebels. From their similar fate, it brought them together now that they’ve come to understanding each other. Also, their chemistry from the quick bonding is undeniable. They just fit, like two puzzle pieces that meant for each other.

Although Garou was left unsatisfied because he couldn’t fight the famous “S-Class Hero Metal Bat”, at least he has Badd as a secret ally (or a new friend, Garou wont admit it). On the other hand, Badd was glad Garou only “hunting” for sport and never has intention on doing some murder spree like what Hero Association had claimed before, and that he realized Garou is not really a bad guy as he just misunderstood. As proven by what he did for Badd, Garou still has kindness in his heart.

Badd couldn’t help but having a secret crush on Garou.

———————-

Because he still couldn’t walk by himself and must rest for at least a night, Badd called and informed Zenko that he’s currently stay at his “friend’s home”. Garou smiled to himself at the mention of him as Badd’s “friend”, this was the first time after so many years he was referred as someone’s friend. It’s kinda warmed up his frozen heart.

Garou has decided that he excluded Badd from his hero hunting target, but it doesn’t meant he would given up on a chance to fight or sparring with him.

That night, when it’s time for them to rest, Badd offered Garou to sleep beside him since it was Garou’s bed and Badd only borrowed it for awhile. Garou was both amazed by Badd’s brave soul for inviting a dangerous enemy to sleep together with him and wondering why it was a good idea in the first place. But then Garou teased Badd, asking if Badd has a hot for him as he grinning naughtily.

Badd was spluttered by Garou’s flirting attempt and blushing furiously before denied all of Garou’s accusation. Badd said he just want to share comfortable place to sleep as he didn’t want Garou to lie on the cold ground alone. Besides, he trusted Garou for not hurting him in his sleep, as it has already proven before. Badd smiled genuinely to Garou as he pats the empty bedspace beside him, inviting Garou to rest with him.

Hence two big boys shared narrow bed trying to make enough space to sleep. Badd made himself comfortable by sleeping sideway facing the wall while Garou spooning him from the behind. He didn’t meant to spoon Badd but the lack of space forced him to do that, not that Badd would protest anyway. Garou asking if he could put his arm around Badd’s waist, since his current position made his arm muscles get cramps. Badd sleepily mumbling an answer that he doesn’t mind it so go on.

Now Garou fully cuddling Badd in a warm embrace. Garou silently admit it feels very comfortable to have someone to cuddle, to have someone’s welcoming presence in a cold night. He didn’t expect that one day he could spend a whole day with the S-Class Hero Metal Bat and bonus a night sleeping beside him, all without any fight. But Garou wont take it for granted as he snuggled closer to the smaller man.

On the other hand, despite trying so hard to not thinking about it, Badd still couldn’t believe he let himself to be cuddled by a supposed enemy. But strangely he feels safe in Garou’s embrace, almost like some protective hug that ensuring his safety from any dangerous wilderness creatures outside the shack while he’s still healing from injuries.

Badd could feel the strong presence of Garou’s muscled body enveloping his own, or Garou’s warm breath on the back on his head, it was so close Badd was sure Garou almost kissing his nape. That made Badd once again blushing so hard he hoped Garou wont noticed his reddening face from behind.

And Garou’s arm that wrapped around his waist, he couldn’t help but noticing how beautiful his hand with slender long fingers, totally different with him. It made Badd wanna hold Garou’s hand with his own hand, to warm Garou’s cold knuckle with his palm. Thus Badd slowly put his hand on top of Garou’s, wrapped it in a gentle manner so he wont startled him.

Now Badd could sleep peacefully with a soft smile plastered on his face, unknowing that a flustered Garou still fully aware what Badd was doing and currently trying his best to not letting his internal scream out on how adorable Badd is. He forced himself to ignore the warmth of Badd’s palm on top of his hand, while he unconsciously wrapped his arm more tightly around Badd in which earn him a soft purr sound from sleeping Badd. Then Garou followed Badd into the dreamland..

At some point in the middle of night, Garou felt something tickling his nose and there’s sudden pressure on his chest. He tried to open his sleepy eyes and found Badd changed his sleep position into curled against him. Badd snuggled his head on Garou’s chest, soft snoring could be heard from him. He clung his arm around Garou and it seems he also clutched Garou’s back, preventing Garou from doing any movement like an anchor. Their legs are intertwined now, even made it impossible for Garou to release himself from Badd without awoken him.

Seeing the innocent look on the usual delinquent-like scary face, it got Garou wondering if he should be thankful to see the true face of Metal Bat: a soft-looking young teenager who should just spend his time living his life instead of suffering the hardship on the street working as underpaid hero for some ungrateful ignorant people they called themself “Hero Association”. Garou almost feels sad for Badd that as an orphaned firstborn he must do all of those hardworks to make a living with his beloved little sister, even if it also endangered his own life.

And from listening on Badd’s stories, it seems he was actually different from most heroes that Garou have seen before. Badd is not a self-righteous hero, he’s actually a quite humble person if people got past his hot-headed personality, he’s very confidence with his own ability despite not having fancy power, not giving a flying fuck for popularity as he thought it’s very unecessary thing for a professional hero, he also hates bullies as much as Garou (that’s good!), and lastly, Badd is actually kindhearted person who wears his heart on his sleeve.

Garou didn’t realize he just listed off all of Badd’s goodness, it brought a genuine smile on his handsome face. He thought maybe he should give a tiny reward for Badd while he still asleep. Gently sweeping back the wild messy jet-black hair of Badd that has been tickling his face with his hand, Garou kissed Badd’s forehead so softly.

When he heard Badd humming happily in his sleep and snuggled even closer on him, Garou just chuckling and he landed a more lingering kiss on his forehead again. After that, he ruffled the messy yet silky black hair of Badd before settled his arm on Badd’s back, pulling him in into an intimate embrace.

Even though they didn’t do something illicit act at all (they literally just sleeping together like sleep SLEEP), Garou still feels it was forbidden thing to bonding with his own enemy, his supposed prey. Yet they spend a night sharing some comfortable warmth together.

He knows by the time the sun rising in the morning, they would be back to their own duty and forgetting what they have shared before. But still, Garou wanted to enjoy his limited time being with Badd.

Garou wished Badd has the same feeling as him.

It was hard to admit that he was slowly falling in love with Badd.

——————-

Morning has come, the bright sun rays made Badd slowly opened his bleary eyes. Instead of the dull painted wooden wall, he faced a wall of hard chest muscles. When Badd looked up, he found a pair of yellow eyes were gazing back at him followed by a wide cheeky grin from certain wolf boy. Garou greeted him by something like, “Good morning, sleeping beauty~” before landing a brief peck on his forehead.

After processing on what happened to him, Badd has come to realization that: 1. Garou was cuddling him, 2. Badd was in Garou’s embrace for ALL NIGHT LONG, 3. Garou just kissed his head. The audacity!

That moment Badd immediately slapped Garou’s face and kicked him out from the bed, face bright red from the anger and embarassment. Garou only laughing so hard at Badd’s priceless reaction, he told Badd it was actually very adorable to him. Badd who clearly heard what Garou has said just facepalmed to hide his even reddened face. Him adorable?? Garou, the Hero Hunter, said that? The fuck–

Then suddenly the intense pain on his body was back again when he tried to get up from the bed, reminded Badd that he still not fully recovered well. Blood seeping through the freshly changed bandages that wrapped his torso. He doubled over from the sharp pain he felt on his broken ribs. Garou quickly gets on Badd’s side makes sure he wont fainted again, carefully pulling Badd into leaning on his broad shoulder while also securing him in a one-armed hug.

After taking a few of heavy breaths, Badd finally take a hold of himself over the pain. Seems like Garou was helping to make him more comfortable by his presence, he could feel his slender fingers wrapped on one of his shoulder, his thumb making a circle motion caressing the skin beneath the fabric in a soothing manner. It worked on him. Besides, it feels nice to be so close with Garou like this, witnessing the hidden caring side of the Hero Hunter.

He decided to stay a bit longer leaning on Garou’s embrace, as they enjoyed the peaceful morning in silence.

———————-

During the time Garou helped him changing his bandages with the new clean one, Badd checking out all of new messages from Zenko on his phone. He felt guilty to even made his little sister worried for him the whole day, that’s why he must come back to his home right away.

Now that he’s fully awake already and regained his strength after nightly resting, Badd picked up his metal bat as a crutch to stand up from the bed. He genuinely thanked Garou for saving him from the battlefield and taking care of him for a whole day. As an exchance, Badd wont tell or reporting Garou to Hero Association higher ups and his fellow hero members. But only for this time, because next time they meet again they will be back as enemies, no more hospitality between them.

Garou was stunned by those statements for a second before letting out an amused chuckle. Badd’s threat actually gives Garou a lots of joy it brings his trademark cheeky grin on his face, his sharp golden eyes glinting brightly under the morning sunlight. He took it as a promise for their inevitable encounters in the future, because Garou still wanted to fight Badd when he’s on his prime condition.

Garou replied to the hero he couldn’t wait for that time to come, so Badd should be prepared. The teen hero smiled back to him as a silent agreement.

Once Badd stepped out from the shack, he asked Garou for the right direction to the nearest mainroad. Garou pointed it out to him but he wasn’t really sure if Badd was already capable to go through the wood successfully without stumbled on some tree roots or some rock or toppled over after accidentally reopened his wounds.

Badd reassured Garou that he was fine, but Garou totally not convinced by that, especially after watching the way Badd limped heavily as he walked. Garou letting out frustated groan while facepalmed, he was certain Badd was either being stubborn thick-headed brat or just plain dumb.

Reluctantly, he followed Badd from far behind watching over him from the tree branches, makes sure the hero reaching his destination safely first before going back to his shack planning his next hero hunting acts.

Badd tried his best to keep moving forward despite his limping, hopefully he could still continue walking until he arrived at home. Just as what Garou had guessed before, he tripped over a tree root and Badd losing his balance. But before he fell, suddenly a strong hand gripped his shirt collar from behind, prevented him from planting his face on the dirt.

It was Garou who saved him (again), as he straightened Badd’s standing position. The hero hunter placed Badd’s arm around his neck and holding Badd’s wrist with his hand to keep Badd from falling. Then Garou placed his own arm around the hero’s slim waist, supporting him in a safe hold before walking with Badd together towards the main road outside the forest.

During the walk, Garou scolded Badd that he couldn’t stand watching Badd acted like a tough guy when he was clearly needs some help. He didn’t want to see him passed out pathetically in the middle of nowhere where there was no people around. If Badd really wanted to passed out again, at least do that when he has already out from the woods so somebody could find and bringing him into the hospital.

Badd just groaning irritatedly, hated that he got scolded by his own enemy, but Garou was totally right he still need his aid until they get out from there. Besides, Badd wont protest anymore because he found himself in Garou’s tight hold again. He didn’t mind to feel it once more for the last time.

Few minutes later they reached the forest-city border, and Badd could see the main road from the spot they currently standing at. Garou released his carry hold from Badd and let the hero going back to his own home.

Just before Garou shoo-ing Badd away so they could finally parting way, a pair of hands suddenly cupped Garou’s face, stroked his cheeks gently, then the young hero giving a soft yet lingering kiss on it. The moment when those plushy lips of Badd touched Garou’s cheek, his brain freezed. What?? What had just happened??

When the kiss ended, Badd immediately averted his eyes from Garou, face blushing brightly. Slightly pouting, Badd explained that he did that as a way to show his full gratefulness for all of Garou’s kindness, that because he saved his life before it was too late. Also, Badd had to admit he really likes Garou’s company. Or rather, he likes Garou as who he truly is: a caring person.

The surprise “thank you” kiss and heartfelt confession left Garou speechless. He never expecting Badd would feel like this towards him, especially that it has been clear Badd knew about his status as a criminal. Despite knowing that, Badd still did it anyway without any hesitation. Garou couldn’t help but feeling happy and excited to hear Badd likes him.

After a hot minute of awkward moment of silence between them, Badd quickly turned away and gave Garou a quick goodbye. But before Badd walked too far, Garou caught his hand to make him stopped. He noticed how warm Badd’s palm right at the moment, and even though he couldn’t see his face Garou knows Badd was still flustered by previous confession. He grinned widely at the thought.

While brushing Badd’s knuckle in his hold with his thumb, Garou telling Badd that he feels honoured that a hero take a liking on him, but this wont change the fact that they still have promised fight next time they meet. In fact, Garou becomes even more interested in him. Smirking devilishly, he yanked Badd back to him.

The sudden force made Badd facing Garou again, so he could see Badd’s adorable reaction when Garou brought the hero’s hand towards his lips and kissed his knuckle in a very obnoxious way, not forgetting to give Badd a naughty flirtateous wink and a charming smile after that.

That action earned Garou a powerful swing of bat (fortunately he has good reflex to avoid it) and an “angy kitten” look from Badd who was blushing furiously by Garou’s flirting attempt. Badd declared he wont hesitated to destroy Garou on their next encounter, personal feeling aside.

Then by that, Badd walked out from their spot to continue his way back to his home, finally leaving Garou alone.

But Garou wont forget the way Badd smiling so tenderly for him at the end of his speech before he left.

Now that everything about his caretaking duty on Badd is already over, Garou decided to going back to his shack.

Being a hero hunter is always feels so good to him, but Garou didn’t expect that playing a caretaker role wasn’t so bad. Especially if it’s involving a certain angy small delinquent hero.

What was him, Badd’s “guardian angel”? Or maybe more of “guardian demon”? But anyway, he doesn’t regret his action on helping Badd. At all.

Metal Bat, hmm? Garou really couldn’t wait to see him again in a battlefield.

—– 💖THE END💖 —–

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Notes:

You can pinpoint easily which parts I was hyperfixating on and which parts I was going “Idek wtf I was writing- AW FUCK IT JUST WRITE”, lmao! 😂 Forgive me for having alot of inconsistency in this writing aaa I’m so sorry 🙇😭💦

Yess this headcanon was purely a self-indulgent thoughts! Although I love their legendary epic fight (in fact it fuels Batarou shipper soul in me! ❤), but I’m curious what if they could talk casually and Badd trying to understand Garou’s perspective without judging him. So this headcanon was born 😆

Oh btw I mentioned “guardian demon” at the last part, it was actually another AU headcanon of mine, where Garou is a Demon who was summoned by human Badd! You can check it out in here: https://kaincuro.tumblr.com/post/615404377513066496/

Which is it also have been made as a story by @lovelybutnot-ablankcanvas with a title “Dangerous Illusion” in here (plz check all of her amazing fics! 💖): https://archiveofourown.org/works/23665795/chapters/56809585

Thank you so much for reading this Batarou headcanon! Despite it was messy and not perfect, I hope you still like it 😅😉💕💞💖💝💐

-Little1993lamb-

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~Lilia:

These two flirting is so DANGEROUS but oh my god are they adorable 😭💞

I can just imagine Garou like ??? hello??? HA?? Come get ur dumb handsome hero I’m tryna wreak havoc here wtf

And he’s got so much experience treating battle wounds that a hospital doesn’t even cross his mind. he’s like ok we’re doing this the right way. Which takes us to:

tHE SINGLE BED TROPE! I liiiive for this 😭💞 thank you for the cuddly scenario my brain is so happy

I literally squeaked cause AWH OMG Garou like “brain.exe has stopped responding” ☠️☠️ he doesn’t know how to handle the soft affections like cheek kisses omfg but then he just turns it around on him by kissing his knuckles and acting all gentlemanly but lookin cocky as hell at the same time ahhh

Thank you for this beautiful headcanon💕 Even tho I love their fight scene too, it is Therapeutic to ignore canon sometimes for the sake of the fluff 🥺💗

#there are so many of these scenes I want to SEE #esp waking up in the morning to Garou cause like 😩 #also idk why but the tag isn’t working :// #imma see if I can fix it agh #submission #anon #batarou #garou #metal bat #au #opm

[applejuizz]

irrational goals x and x mindless illusions

after years of relentless searching, kaito has finally managed to find ging. as the two hunters pass the evening in the mountains, ging tells a story of his past. characters: ging freecss, kaito (kite) pairing(s): ging x gon’s momma (in the past!) no warnings word count: 1.880

pretty much my headcanons on what happened to gon’s mother.

“For all those years that I’ve known you, Ging-san, and I would’ve never guessed you have a kid.” Ging’s laughter, loud and brash bounced off the cave walls and scattered along with the howling winds. “And I thought you knew better than to make assumptions,” the hunter replied wittily, his large, amber stare glinting with amusement.

Kaito huffed out a short-lived smile and took a generous bite out of his freshly-roasted fish. He chose to let the crackling fire fill the silence as he masticated, carefully pondering over his next words.

“You’ve left one hell of a legacy behind, you know. He’s got your willpower and plenty of potential.” In response, Ging grunted through a mouthful of fish. “He’s good with animals as well. He’d make an excellent hunter.”

Kaito raised his gaze slightly to catch a reaction from across the vivid flames of the campfire. Maybe it had been just a product of the lights and shadows constantly dancing on Ging’s features, but he could’ve sworn that for a brief, insignificant moment, his master’s petrified expression had twitched. Now, whether it had been the ghost of a smile or a grimace, he couldn’t tell.

“Looks like my son did quite the impression on you,” remarked Ging, swallowing the last of his bite. “He is definitely something. I’m surprised how you were never curious enough to visit. Poor boy grew up thinking his parents were dead.” “Good.”

The sheer finality in the hunter’s tone made Kaito’s head instantly shoot up to stare incredulously. “Don’t look at me like I’m crazy, Kaito,” said Ging before his disciple could conceal his surprise, “hunters are greedy people. They seek adventure, despise routine and never settle. Bringing a kid into this world is a big and dangerous deal that we couldn’t bear.”

Then why did you do it in the first place? The question was entirely plausible, yet it died on Kaito’s tongue before he could voice it. It wasn’t his place to ask. Perhaps the boy was the result of an ordinary one night stand - that was quite often the case. Besides, he couldn’t imagine Ging lingering in one place long enough to fall in love and willingly father a child. Then again, he hadn’t thought it possible for the carefree adventurer to even be a parent at all, and he’d been proven wrong. In all truth, predicting Ging Freecss��s actions was a game of chance, similar to Kaito’s Crazy Slot, and the white-haired hunter wasn’t sure he liked that resemblance.

“Was his mother a hunter as well?” As he spoke, Kaito watched Ging’s posture stiffen, his usual relaxed attitude forgone. On second thought, it might’ve been more suitable to ask about his reasoning. “Who said anything about her? What did I tell you about assumptions?!” “You said ‘we’.” “What?!” “When you talked about bringing a kid into this world, you said ‘we couldn’t bear it’.” “As in you and me and every other fucking hunter in the world. Now stop nagging me.”

From the years he’d spent as his disciple, Kaito had learnt a lot about Ging as a hunter - extremely gifted, strategic, adventurous -, as well as a person - stubborn, unpredictable, carefree and at times, awkward. However, he had rarely, if ever got the chance to see a truly flustered, caught off-guard Ging. It took a lot to surprise him. Yet it seemed that the question Kaito had deemed innocuous had managed to utterly baffle the rogue hunter. He watched in awe as Ging’s features shifted through various phases of surprise, outrage and awkwardness, his foot nervously tapping the ground and his voice cracking with indignance. “I’m sorry. It’s none of my business.” The only response Ging gave was a graceful, yet expressive burp. He deliberately avoided meeting Kaito’s eyes, busying himself with wiping clean of meat every little fishbone.

By the time he spoke again, the fire had considerably dimmed. “She is a hunter. Part of the association that helped me create Greed Island.” Kaito was leaning against a smoother portion of the wall, hands behind his head, eyes closed in contemplation. When his master spoke, he immediately turned to look at him. The black-haired man was staring pointedly at the dying fire, scattering the ashes with a stick in a halfhearted attempt of keeping it aflame. “Ging-san, you don’t have to talk about this if-“ “Just shut up and listen, ‘cause I’m not telling this story twice.”

Kaito settled back against the stone wall and listened.

“As I said, she was one of the creators of Greed Island, so we were both pretty young when we met- 18, I think. She was the friend of a friend, she heard of our project and she wanted in. We were fine with it, since she was a strong Nen user and her contribution has made the game what it is today.”

The cave entrance was growing darker by the minute as nightfall crept in. They would have to get some more firewood.

“While we were busting our asses off scouting the island and thinking up cards, we got to talkin’ and you could say we grew... close. She was pretty and as charming as they come, simple-minded, and always up for an adventure. And I was a bit of an impressionable kid.”

“We wanted to travel together. She was passionate about myths and languages, I liked ruins. A match made in heaven,” Ging chuckled bitterly. “Now, don’t get me wrong, ‘twas nothing official. We couldn’t be bothered to label anything. But one thing led to another, and all of a sudden we were a couple of dumb nineteen year-olds with a baby on the way.”

So, Gon was a mistake. Kaito had figured that much.

“Obviously, we had to push back our plans - we wanted to try and explore the Dark Continent eventually - and we had no idea how we were going to raise a kid together when we didn’t even know how to define our relationship, but we never thought about giving up Gon. Not once. Soon after we finished up the game, Daina gave birth. May 5th, 1987. Five months later, I was urging her to come with me on an unofficial, undocumented expedition near lake Mosubi.”

The sheer name of that place gave Kaito the shivers as he listened attentively to the other hunter’s story.

“She didn’t really want to go. Childbirth had changed her. She began to realize the risks we’d have to take, the high stakes, the danger that was awaiting and how inexperienced we really were. But I was having none of it. I thought I was invincible, and I thought I’d always get what I wanted.” There was a pause, and Ging cleared his throat almost awkwardly.

“So, I threatened to leave by myself. Woke up that morning and started packing. She got scared, like I knew she would; there was no way to stop me, so she eventually gave in.”

“You pretty much manipulated her into following you,” Kaito concluded. Ging continued to stare into the fire for a while before answering, and his disciple was almost sure he’d managed to piss him off again.

“Yeah. I guess you could say that,” he answered calmly. “Anyway, we left the baby in-game, summoned a Panda Maid to care for him and left. Long story short, something... beyond my understanding happened on that godforsaken shore and...”

“Did Daina...?”

“No! I mean... she disappeared. I have no idea what happened to her. I couldn’t look for her. It’s a miracle I even got away.”

Kaito let out a breath he hadn’t even known he were holding.

“And before you start to think I’m some delusional dumbass, the moment I got back, I went to Greed Island and summoned Double Postcard to the Dead. I’ve been doing it annually since then. No response so far.”

Ging needn’t explain more. Kaito knew Greed Island fairly well from the time he had attempted to clear the game, and therefore he had plenty of knowledge on the card system. Double Postcard to the Dead is a card which, if summoned, allows you to send a message to a deceased person of your choosing. If the person is truly dead, you’ll get a response within the next day.

“Anyway, after all that, I’d realized a couple of things.” Ging raised his pointer in the air. “First. I was going to need at least a decade of training, experience and qualifications to even pass lake Mosubi’s shoreline, and second,” he raised another finger, “I couldn’t raise Gon on my own. It was too dangerous to pursue my goals with him around, and he would’ve been better off living a normal life.”

“So you sent him off home.”

“And lost custody in court when Mito decided to sue me. The rest is history.”

There was silence as Kaito pondered over what he’d just heard. He supposed he could understand the reasoning behind Ging’s decision to leave Gon in someone else’s care, but he could’ve at least visited. Kaito was no king of morality, yet he couldn’t have lived with himself knowing he had a kid out there that knew nothing of him.

“I’m sorry.”

Ging’s eyes switched back to Kaito. He no longer looked lost in space as he made a dismissive hand gesture, very much characteristic of him.

“Don’t be. It was for the best. I would’ve been a crappy father either way.” There was humor in his tone and the white-haired hunter laughed cordially, but he could tell his companion’s words were more than just a joke.

The more he thought about it, the more obvious it became. Ging had decided to utterly avoid his son not only for his safety, but also out of a selfish, yet understandable reason. He couldn’t have possibly bore the embarrassment of looking Gon in the eye and telling him his mother had gone missing simply because he had dragged her into his irrational goals and mindless illusions.

But you won’t be able to avoid him forever, Kaito thought to himself. If that boy is anything like you, he won’t drop dead until he finds you. I’ve seen the look in his eyes. You’re in for one hell of a ride, Ging.

“Yo.” He was awoken from his reverie by the hunter’s deep voice. “I’m gonna go get some more firewood. You coming or what?”

Kaito had barely noticed that the sky had gone completely dark and the cave was only lit by what little was left of the campfire. He could barely distinguish Ging’s features anymore as he stood at the entrance.

“Sure. I wasn’t expecting you to spend the night here though, Ging-san.”

As they walked along the abrupt forest path, wind howling at their ears, Ging scoffed. “You and your damn assumptions.” He grumbled and pointed at the sky. “No stars. Can’t you smell the thunder? It’s gonna rain tonight.” Kaito doubted a little storm would stop Ging from leaving if he really wished to do so, but he said nothing. “Oh, and drop the honorific.”

Kaito must’ve looked extremely surprised because Ging spoke again, a smirk creeping on his face.

“Don’t look at me like that. You found me, so you passed your test. We’re equals.”

#hunter x hunter #hxh #hxh fanfic #hunter x hunter fanfic #ging freecss #ging freecss fanfic #kite #kite hunter x hunter #gon freecss #hxh headcanons

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My long, in depth meta/headcanon about Viola and her relationship with Raphael

I am basing this meta on what is in the artbook, what we see in sc5 gameplay, some newer information brought to light in sc6, and some of my own personal speculation. Now keep in mind if the game comes up with a way to tie up their relationship with a neat little bow that I find to be compelling I am more than welcome to be proven wrong but TL;DR: I find the possibility that Viola will ever want to go back to Raphael to range from anywhere between very unlikely to quite literally impossible. 

Analysis beneath the cut

First let’s go over what we know from the artbook and from info collected in SC6.

Basically, Viola wakes up with no memories of who she is or where she came from. For a little while she traveled alone, telling fortunes to people in order to make money and that was largely how she got by, however she would very often find herself pissing someone off because they don’t like the fortune she gives them and so for that reason, for her own safety, she’s forced to live nomadically. She can’t stay in town for very long.

She meets Zwei, who has more or less sworn himself to protect her because in his eyes they are the same and people like them have to stick together so they travel together more, all the while evading Graf Dumas’s assassination attempts against them. Eventually they are taken in by Schwarzwind while outrunning these same assassins and they are given a more stable place to stay that will keep them out of harms way in exchange for becoming Schwarzwind mercenaries. This all happens in the 10+ years leading up to 1607, which is when Soul Calibur 5 takes place. Zwei kills Dumas but then Zwei himself is killed by Pyrrha. Dumas is dead and we figure out that Dumas is actually Raphael. Raphael wakes up with no memory of who he is, all he knows is the name “Amy” and he knows that he has to find her. 

In the artbook, Viola is described as someone who is incapable of understanding the emotions of others, which the sole except to that being Zwei. She also makes it a point to stay as far away from people she knows will bring her trouble as she can.

In Soul Calibur 6 we learn that Azwel is the one behind Amy losing her memories and by extension her transformation into Viola. We also learn that Azwel is the one who brought Soul Edge’s existence to Raphael’s attention thus beginning this downward spiral into insanity. 

Now let’s talk about SC5 gameplay.

Viola is barely in the storymode in Soul Calibur 5 and nothing that is said in the storymode in regards to her has anything to do with her relationship with Raphael. Raphael (AS Raphael) isn’t in the storymode at all but we do see him as Dumas. That is not important as Dumas in the storymode never has any interaction with Viola. However there are some things that the gameplay can tell us about their relationship based on how Viola and Raphael react to each other when made to battle. The first thing I would like to direct your attention to is the fact that while Raphael has a very distinct reaction to meeting Viola that only she can get out of him (when beginning the battle he says: “You vex me, woman! Who are you?”), Viola’s line when about to battle him is a generic line that most anyone can get out of her (”In the moon, I see everything.”) You will also notice that Raphael has way more special dialogue lines with Viola than she does with him. His quote when he gets a “time out” against him, his quote when he does certain moves against her, and his victory quote against her. The only quote that Viola has that is specific to Raphael and no one else is her victory quote (”The moon will swallow the sun, and it shall never rise again.”)

This quote here is important because it is another one of her cryptic omens, and there is no canon interpretation of it. However, I believe that the “moon” that she is speaking of here is referring to herself. And the “sun”, is referring to Amy. This would make sense because if she is speaking to Raphael specifically, it would make sense for the sun to mean Amy since, in a sense, Amy was like the sun in his life. The day he left Rouen with her could symbolize the day that she unwittingly brought him out of darkness. So then what does this quote mean overall? I believe that it means that where Amy once stood, now stands Viola. And that Viola is here to stay, Amy is never coming back. 

We can also look at Raphael’s quotes though to paint a bigger picture of their dynamic. Raphael’s victory quote against her is “Stop looking into my soul, damn you!” And if we look at some of the unused lines listed on the various character wiki pages (specifically if we look at Viola’s, Hilde’s, and Zwei’s), we can see remnants of what I’m assuming were supposed to be a story about Viola approaching Dumas in secret, though this story never came to fruition because of the lack of time the game devs had to put SC5 out. But what this all points to is that Viola may be curious about it all. She may be curious about Raphael or about Dumas, if something happens that tips her off about his identity and his relationship to her. However it is important to note that that curiosity does not mean that Viola will want to go back to him once she finds out. 

As I mentioned earlier, Viola canonically has an aversion to anyone who she can see as giving her potential problems. Viola also was never stated as being in search of her family, she merely just wants her memories back. Furthermore, after all this time, she is situated with Schwarzwind now, who more or less have become found family for her. Zwei is canonically the most important person in the world to her. And through unused lines with Hilde and through the only special dialogue we see Siegfried have (he says “you did it!! good job!!” if he loses against her via time out) we can see that she has somehow already opened up to the rest of Schwarzwind as well. She would already be content surrounded by a big group of people she trusts who offer her protection she wasn’t able to get anywhere else. This greatly contrasts Raphael’s storyline in Soul Calibur 5, where his only purpose is to find Amy again. It can be argued that he needs her, but it is clear that she doesn’t need him. 

I would also like to reiterate that Raphael was Dumas, and Dumas had sent assassins after Viola and Zwei countless times. Not only that but Raphael’s actions and decisions far before he became malfested were what led up to Amy losing her memories and becoming Viola. Viola had lived her life up until this point, she’s essentially become a completely different person for better or for worse. Being as reserved, unforgiving, and untrusting as she is, I see no other route for her, if she finds out who Raphael is to her, than for her to be angry with him and to never want anything to do with him again. Most of what had happened to Amy is his fault, and then once Viola comes to fruition, there were many many times where she almost died by his hand. 

Viola has been brought trauma after trauma because of Raphael. Realistically, that is hard for someone to bounce back from, knowing her father was the reason her life was ruined and then finding out it was her father who wanted her dead for so long. Especially when you are someone like Viola, who almost always sees situations from her own perspective as opposed to the perspective of others, I believe it is a hurdle too massive for her to get over. 

And so what I personally believe will happen is that Viola will find a reason to seek Raphael out, she will want to know the truth, and then she will put Raphael behind her and move on. She is not Amy anymore, nor will she ever be Amy again. She will live out the rest of her days staying in contact with Schwarzwind and traveling with Zwei but she will not want anything to do with Raphael after she finds out the truth. 

#⊀ ☾ ♥ Headcanon ☽ ⊁ #im right argue with your mother #idk how azwel fits in yet but im guessing viola will confront him at some point #but even then i just cannot see her ever wanting to be around raphael anymore #lmao hows this for writing metas about a character who canonically has 3 lines #and this isnt even scratching the surface

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.Blog Update

Takumi Takami’s name is staying as is until the English translation is out and states otherwise. 

Takami in his main verse is married to Tomei, but has been separated from her since he went to Tartarus. There hasn’t been an official divorce, but since he left Tartarus he assumed she was dead because he couldn’t truly fathom Keigo willing to take her in. ( Obviously he’s been proven wrong about this ) This narrative is going to stick for most interactions that have questions surrounding Tomei. ( It might change depending on future threads I’ll have with @floshortus )

Takami still has his wings and will remain physically unchanged the way I’ve had him including quirk. Because fuck you hori. The only additions I’m adding are the arm feathers that were shown. These feathers do not fall off, but they can harden like daggers just like the feathers in his wings. So in a fight they can prove to be VERY deadly close range. 

All the narrative I had about Keigo’s mom before is being removed.

His relationship with Hawks is still extremely strained for obvious reasons. He did continue the line of abuse he himself had dealt with to his family. But he wasn’t AS harsh as his dad. Example being, his abuse only came from disobedience. Never just because he could hurt them. He wouldn’t lay his hands on them either if he came home drunk or in a pissed off mood from the day. But if he did come home like this he’d be way more observant of what’s been done and what hasn’t been since he’s left their home prior and be way more critical about to find the excuse. 

This is still EXTREMELY BAD by the way I’m not excusing it at all or make him seem better he’s still horrible and terrible for doing any of this. I’m just explaining how his family dynamic with them were so people don’t make general assumptions.

If anything else changes I’ll be sure to update this post or make a headcanon post.

#[ blog update ] #bnha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #tw abuse #tw abuse mention #tw child abuse #tw child abuse mention #[ an angel with wings ;; ooc ] #[ the inner mechanisms of a mad man ;; headcanons ]