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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year

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You are correct it is a goose 🫶 (because I am a hilarious goose) also I have this headcannon that könig & or ghost get panic attacks sometimes. (Use that as a hurt/comfort thing as you will) I also SUCK at lore for CoD so anything I know is blurred together with actual things and then just mostly fanfics and such so don’t smite me pls 💔

But yea I’m a sucker for hurt/comfort ESPECIALLY with sweetheart cuz she’s badass but kinda like group mom yk?

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OKAY GOOD ITS A GOOSE THANK YOU LOL

But ugh hurt/comfort is like- I feel like everyone is a sucker for hurt/comfort 💀 ME INCLUDED (it depends on the h/c but yeah I can snort it all day)

And it's okaayyyyy if you don't know the lore!! I only know about 3/4 of it, but on the top of my head? Jeez it's like BLANK LOL so you're completely fine for not knowing the lore, and I've been a fan of CoD since a child 😭

And OMGGG YOU SEE SWEETS AS A BADASS AHEHHAHWJAJ MY LIFE IS SO COMPLETE-- but yeah she's the milf of the group (IM NOT SORRY FOR WHAT I JUST SAID)

I can definitely see Ghost and König having panic and anxiety attacks (I have another ask like this and I still need to answer it dammit. I HAVE ALOT OF ASKS STILL- LIKE 38 LOL)

The first time Sweets saw Ghost have a panic attack, she panicked a bit herself because she's trying to figure out how to calm Ghost down. She's just cursing to herself, brain just overthinking everything

(Sweetheart: Should I hug him? Will that make it worse? Okay wait, don't touch him-- but does he even know I'm in here with him? Just touch him- NO DONT-- FUCK WHAT DO I DO?? DO I TOUCH HIM OR NOT?? MAYBE GET WATER? BUT-- JUST DO IT OH MY GOD NO FUCK-- )

So she gets on the floor with him and is so hesitant. But she gently soothes his arm that's huddled on his bent knees. "You're okay..." She lowly says to him. She sees its kinda working, so she sticks her hand in the fire more. "You're gonna be okay, Simon. It'll pass."

Simon.

She used his real name. She's talking to the man who's having a panic attack, not Ghost. Not the calm, collected Ghost. Simon.

It took a bit more for him to calm down with her soothing touch and low but soft tone, telling him to focus on his breathing. Ghost sighs, looking at his hands. Sweetheart's places her hand in one of his, the warmth immediately going to his already dizzy head. He looks up, eyes locking with hers. She's concerned about him. Worried.

But she wears a soft smile for him. "Do you need anything? Maybe some water?" She asks, her thumb rubbing his thick skin. Comfort.

Simon gulps and clears his throat, eyes leaving hers. "Yeah. If you can." She nods, "Of course. I'll be right back." She gets up but was stopped by Simon's hand. Please.

"P-please. Please don't leave." He whispers. I need you right now. I need you so much.

She smiles as she shimmies in-between his legs and wraps her arms around his neck. "Wait--" She rings back, like Simon was made out of acid. "Oh gosh, do you want to be touched right now? I'm so sorry, I didn't even think--" She was cut off from Simon yanking her into him. His ear right where her heart is, hearing the rhythmic thump. It's calming. You're calming.

She relaxes into him, wrapping her arms around him once more, her hands combing his hair. Simon closes his eyes as he sighs in content. He's learned something about himself. About Sweetheart. She always has a warm presence. A presence that makes you feel at home. Safe.

You are my peace.

(I have never had a panic attack, so I apologize deeply if this is incorrect.)

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crawley-fell · 8 months

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Okay so I'm definitely enjoying using tumblr again and I love engaging in fandom - I love all the meta and the GIFs and the fic and the FANART my god the art is gorgeous but Im finding that I'm just too nervous to post much?? Like I'm almost intimidated by this fandom which is 4 years old (and more if you include the book) with all these headcannons and tropes as if I'm gonna say something that's different and get like .... I don't even know?? Honestly wtf am I scared of?? Getting fucking smited or some shit?? And I WANT to get involved and post my fun silly thoughts and talk to people, I literally came back to Tumblr because real life is stressful sometimes and I felt like I just need a space to be fun and free but I'm still so in my head? I've got so many little posts in my drafts just sitting there and I don't get what's holding me back. I literally want to shake myself and be like fuck sake girl go enjoy yourself because everyone seems so NICE I wish I could relax and not think so fucking much lol

#UGHHH #this is my version of jumping in the deep end okay #heres some word vomit #let goooo lily #text

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demon-girl-2004 · 2 years

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Hi, how do you do ^^?, i was wondering if you could make first kiss headcannons for all the monkey king versions?, thank you so much for all your writing!, Wukong bois deserve more love

Gender not specified

Romantic

First kiss

Nezha rebon sun wukong

Its surprisingly soft and sweet, like seriously you expected something crazy and heated but its so soft and sweet and he knows just how to hold you.his hands wrapped around your waist and you can feel the texture of his suit as he lips pressed against yours. He lips are anything but smooth you can feel small cuts and old scars om them but it doesn’t bother you.

Monkey king RB

It’s quick and rough and not rough in the good way, like he slams his lips against yours and just takes off. No sweetness. No passion. But in the second I can you tell you that his lips have no scars but are very chapped and you can slightly feel his fangs pressing against your lips. And while it’s not the best feeling it’s not the worst. All in all not the best first kiss but he does get better along the way.

DOTA2 sun wukong

It’s gentle and meaning full, he goes slow and gently caresses the side of your face. Like he wants you to remember this for years to come he wants you to remember him.This man’s lips are so smooth let me tell you! He has no scars and somehow his lips aren’t capped. There is the slight feeling of his fangs but it’s barely noticeable.

SMITE sun wukong

It is extremely gentle and quick, like really gentle. This man understands his strength and size and is a little nervous of hurting you even tho he knows that you're NOT made of glass. And yes it’s really quick because he doesn’t really know what he’s doing but it’s meaningful. You understand that he loves and cares for you in that quick and simple kiss.

LEAGUE OF LEGENDS sun wukong

It’s — well he tried his best okay? He’s all over the place because he doesn’t know what he’s doing. But he tries and he does do an okay job, but you may need to guide him a bit. You can feel some small scars in his lips and yes his lips are chapped too. The kiss is a bit long as he tries to figure out everything but it’s sweet and delicate. He shows just how much he truly cares for you

LEGO sun wukong

It’s sweet and meaningful, he really tries to make you understand all of his emotions through that whole kiss. His lips are soft and unscarred as he takes good care to make sure that he has no scars, his tail curls around you as he holds you close to him. He’s gentle when he holds you, it’s truly a sweet kiss.

LEGO macaque

It’s long and passionate, truly it is it’s passionate in the sense of he tries to convey as much emotion as possible. For Macaque it’s hard to say the words “I love you” or “I trust you” in the beginning of the relationship so he uses your frist kiss together to make that known. His lips do have scares but they are smooth and soft.

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smalltendencies · 7 months

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Voretober Prompt: Drink (TSPUD)

Heyyo! While I was sick with COVID, I took the time to try and feel better by writing. I wanted to do prompts from Voretober, but I won't really have a lot of free time so for now this is all I got. Some of the headcannons used in this are from other TSP vore blogs that I thought fit the Narrator well such as mawsnclaws and s1desn4cks.

Relationships: The Narrator and Reader (can be romantic or platonic. It's left up to you)

(TW: contains soft, safe, nonsexual G/T vore and extreme cuddling)

Word Count: 3,139

“Feeling a wave of disbelief, Stanley decided to go up to his boss's office, hoping he might find an answer there.”

The Narrator spoke the line into the microphone like a crisp record. It was a feat that he was able to keep the same tone, the same emotion, through the fifth playthrough today. It was enough to make anyone go insane.

And apparently, the monotonous repeating of the same story over and over again would bring even the protagonist to his knees.

“Stanley continued to- Oh, no! Oh, no no no no no no no no no no no no, not again! Stanley! What is so intriguing about that closet? Your fascination is absurd! Stanley! Don’t go in that-!” He was cut off by a loud bang. The sound of a door slamming shut signaled that Stanely was no longer listening to the Narrator, opting to take a much needed break from the parable.

“That closet has no significance to the story whatsoever! What does he see in it?!” The Narrator grabbed for his hair, scowling at the microphone like it was the man himself. No doubt Stanley would stay there for a while. Left to his own devices, he would nap in there for at least an hour. He couldn’t hear the Narrator in there, and he couldn’t be forced out of there unless the Narrator physically made him. And that was something he didn’t feel like doing today.

Beside the Narrator’s desk on a side table, a borrower who somehow got stuck in the parable as well was watching the exchange in apathy, used to the love-hate relationship the two fostered.

“Maybe if you didn’t blow him up every few resets, he wouldn’t go there.” You shuffled through a stack of papers. Since you weren’t Stanley, you had nothing better to do than read the rejected scripts that the author forgot to throw away. And it's not like you could be a stand in protagonist while Stanley rested or a side character considering your size. The Narrator was patient, but not patient enough to wait 10 minutes for you to walk through the first room or climb up steps one by one. There's only so much time a parable could take without losing the interest of its readers after all.

You were much safer with the Narrator where he could watch you.

“But that's his choice too! If he listened to me, then we wouldn’t do the Countdown Ending!” Seeing what you were up to, he gave an exasperated glare. “And could you please not mess with those? I’ve neglected to throw them away, but that doesn’t give you the right to snoop.”

You dragged another piece of paper to the edge, walking across the large printed words to read another line of dialogue about Stanley and the bucket’s mock love story. “I’m not snooping, don't worry.” You waved him off dismissively so he could continue. Even if he was just venting at this point about Stanley not listening to him, you still tried to lend an ear.

The Narrator’s fear of isolation made you sit through each of his long winded lectures. When he garnered enough courage to admit how he felt about what happened with the Skip Button, it came with the reluctant admittance that you were a support for him. Despite your nature, just the knowledge someone else was there to offer input, to listen, gave him solace- especially in these moments where Stanley was unavailable. So you tried your best to help stave off any anxiety in exchange for him not smiting you for bothering his parable.

(It made you wonder if the Narrator would even let Stanley have these ‘breaks’ if you weren’t around to take his place)

“Back on topic, yes. He knows what happens when he doesn’t listen. Getting blown up by a nuclear device, getting crushed, going mad, falling to his death, the infernal bucket dying! None of that would happen if he just followed the story.”

You nodded in confirmation. You omitted from reminding him that most people don’t like doing the same thing over and over again, even if it means doing a more pernicious path was the only option, but that’s an argument for deaf ears.

Running out of material to read, you go searching for the next activity while the Narrator was distracted.

The scripts he was working on at his desk was your next target. His typewriter was pushed to the side while he narrated. It gave you time to stand on it and read what he had so far. The jump wasn’t far from his side table to his desk where he pushed them beside each other for your convenience. Readying yourself, you went to take the leap.

You were closer to the edge than you thought, and when one foot lifted, you felt your other slip over the side before you could spring off. You followed suit, your whole body going over the side and missing the other platform.

You were falling.

Time didn’t slow down like the books always said. Rather, it seemed to go faster, fast forwarding to your rapid descent to the ground below. Even the horrid brown carpet wouldn’t cushion the fall enough to keep you safe; you were at the very least breaking bones. You chose to close your eyes and remain ignorant of when impact would happen.

Somewhere above you, aside from the wind rushing in your ears, a voice shouted in shock.

The sensation of your stomach dropping from the fall was abruptly halted by someone catching you. From the warmth radiating off the surface and the way your body sunk slightly into the ground, you registered it as the Narrator's hand. The world moved around you as your own hands moved under you to help you sit up.

Your near death and the vertigo had your head spinning to where you didn’t register you were being lifted to be eye level with the Narrator, scanning you over again and again to make sure you were ok. Large yellow eyes directed a worried but harsh narrowed glare at you.

“You need to be more careful! I thought I wasn’t going to catch you in time!”

You weren’t listening to him, trying to get your panicked breathing back to an even rhythm. He didn’t care of your plight, continuing to berate you.

“You are just like Stanley, honestly- What if I wasn’t here? Or I didn’t see what happened in time? You could’ve died!” While you understood he was yelling out of panic, it hurt your ears where you were so close to him. You shrunk back from the noise, covering your ears to block out some of the volume. Everything felt overwhelming, taking in all the senses and emotions at the same time, and Stanley still wasn’t out of that closet so the attention was completely directed at you and-

“There is only so much I can reset! Stanley automatically heals sure, but I don’t know what happens to you-” He finally paused his tirade to study you again, seeing you cower from him as much as you could when the only place you could be was his grasp. He felt guilt choke his throat, his fingers instinctively curling around you more as a barrier from moving any further.

He coughed awkwardly, “I apologize for speaking so loudly. That was unbecoming of me.”

The Narrator’s other hand slowly moved to your level, carefully trying to maneuver his finger to stroke your head. He wasn’t used to the range of emotions humans (and human adjacents?) normally dealt with, and he was even worse at comforting others with said emotions. If only Stanley would come back to break the tension…

“But I won’t apologize for what I said. You are quite fragile my dear. My goodness, it isn’t safe anywhere for you. I thought that my office was the perfect place for you so I could keep a watchful eye, but it appears I was wrong.”

His moment of guilt was gone, replaced by his usual lilt of knowing and slightly condescending, “I was right about you being too adventurous. Sometimes, I have half the mind to put you in a box so I know you can’t get into trouble.” A box sounded awful. Hard, uncomfortable, and terribly boring. You didn’t doubt he would go through it too, remembering how he treats Stanley when he veers off course too much. The Games Ending where he left Stanley alone like a grounded child didn’t leave your mind.

“Of course, I could conjure up a box of some sort…” he hummed in thought, watching you with interest. The one hand that was comforting you left to prop his head on his fist. The one you were on slowly moved away from him, lowering to a point where you assumed he would drop you back on his desk. Any concern from earlier was put away, replaced with a grin.

“But where’s the fun in that?”

His hand turned vertically and before you knew it you were sliding and falling once again. There was no warning or time to catch your breath as you landed in liquid hot enough to miss when you swam upwards to hit air. Moving your arms and legs to keep yourself stably afloat and stationary, you took a moment to take in what the fuck just happened. But it didn’t take long to understand after seeing the porcelain white walls around you and brownish black liquid you floated in. The overly strong citrus smell clogged your nose and made you want to cough out your lungs.

The smug bastard of course dropped you in his tea.

The Narrator looked down at you in amusement, no doubt finding humor in the situation. If you were clueless before, you definitely weren’t now. It was obvious what he planned to do (and you had half the mind to let him since it’s not like you disliked it). The clink of metal against glass alerted you back to the present. His tea spoon tapped the side mockingly, and slowly came to stir around you in lazy circles, making the whirlpool in the middle spin you around with it. The current wasn’t powerful enough to take you under, but it was definitely annoying to paddle against.

The pull abated as he scooped some tea, along with you, up out of the cup and toward him. You instantly felt the loss of heat that the tea supplied, shivering in the cold air. It encouraged you to lay down in the meager supply you had if only to get a little more warm.

“I recall you saying you don’t appreciate going down with my tea like some pill, so I won’t put you through that again for a while... But I figured I’d let you steep so you at least taste good going down.” At this point, the loss of adrenaline from earlier, the heat, and having to move so much to stay afloat left you torpid. All you could do was weakly glare in annoyance and shake from the rapidly depleting temperature.

He laughed in amusement, not intimidated at all by your meager defiance; if anything, it spurred him on. Bringing you closer, you braced yourself to be swallowed, only to be given an experimental lick like a simple taste tester.

The Narrator floated his spoon back over his drink. You watched him in confusion, seeing the way he frowned slightly and shook his head. “No, you definitely need to sit for another minute or two.”

He unceremoniously dropped you back in, watching as you broke to the surface gasping for air before nonchalantly going back to stirring as he talked offhandedly, “Funny to think I just picked a random tea today because I didn’t expect this to happen. I don’t know what tea I would’ve picked if I did know. A Chamomile? Cinnamon Chai? You can give me your input on what you would prefer later.” Just when you felt like you couldn’t paddle anymore, you were once again scooped up. He maneuvered just so to where there was barely any of the liquid taken along with you. You curled in on yourself, hoping to stave off the chill this time. The Narrator grinned at you in an innocent facade, “But in all honesty, I think Bergamot is the best tea to pair with you.”

Maybe he noticed how tired you were, or maybe it's where he knew Stanley could come back at any point, but he didn’t waste another moment before opening his mouth and inviting you inside. At this point, the warmth that it emitted and the darkness seemed like a good place to rest. You acquiesced, closing your eyes and waiting.

He smiled more genuinely at the sentiment, appreciating how much you trusted him at this point. With the tip of his tongue, he cautiously slid you off the spoon onto the middle of his tongue. Not bothering to open your eyes, you let the light that penetrated your eyelids slowly fade to black as the access to the outside world left.

There was no point in moving, choosing to lay down content on the soft surface below you. The yellow hue always intrigued you, knowing that the physical form he picked to interact with Stanley and you still didn’t look quite human. It was endearing and uniquely the Narrator.

After letting you lay there for a bit, he carefully moved you, rolling you like candy to coat you in saliva and taste the residual tea. You felt him hum in satisfaction, and it made you wonder if he lied earlier and planned it this whole time. This went on for a bit, letting him do what he wanted without resistance. He proceeded to focus on pushing you to the roof of his mouth without hurting you, keeping you there while he sucked off the extra moisture to swallow along with the extra saliva.

Satisfied, he lowered you back down, nudging you forward gently to rest at the front. You were sitting up to where your back hit his teeth. His tongue stopped trying to taste, settling to lay on your legs like a large weighted blanket. It was analogous to sitting in a chair with a quilt on in the cold winter; the whole gesture was soothing in a way you hadn’t felt for a long time.

In this position, you could see the back of his throat like a dark, looming cave. Maybe if you first met the man, or with anyone else even, knowing you were inside a person that could easily just bite through you would instill you with a sense of fear that froze you in place. You would desperately claw your way out. Let your survival instincts kick in and fight tooth and nail.

In this circumstance, however, you chose to lean your head back and sigh happily. If you focused over his breathing, you could hear him shuffle with papers outside. You couldn’t tell if he was smiling or not with the teeth blocking your view, but you didn’t question if he was also enjoying this. It seemed you both were going to rest like this together until Stanley returned. This whole moment was an understanding. Something special you both were able to share as a form of reassurance, comfort, and trust. And so, you didn’t mind the view or the way you felt saliva pool around your legs. Even when you were inevitably swallowed and sent to his stomach, it would be welcomed knowing you were as close to the Narrator as you could be- where he was content knowing you were safe.

You don’t know how long you closed your eyes, but you were certain you dozed off at some point. The feeling of the Narrator slowly tilting his head back woke you. It was gradual, giving you time to stop him if you wanted to leave. But you didn’t. Rather, you moved to crawl to the back where his throat awaited your entrance. You just wanted to rest.

Finally, you let the gravity take you, letting the muscles of his throat firmly grab you and push you downwards.

It never took long to reach his stomach. He designed his physical form that way, figuring the esophagus squeezing around you was too cramped. You dropped gracelessly into his stomach, swaying with you like a hammock. You were glad no one was here to see the embarrassing sight of you scrambling like a turned over beetle to sit upright, but your host still felt it judging from the way he huffed at the feeling of you frantically moving.

Eventually, you settled in a comfortable position, laying down and sinking into the lining. You felt the walls press against you, one side more firmly- The Narrator pressing a hand on his middle where he knew you were. His simulated heartbeat didn’t falter once above you, a nice white noise that paired with the sound of his organs working around you. It was your cue to fall asleep.

It didn’t come as naturally as you thought it would. It was hard to sleep when you took the time to just relax and enjoy the presence of another all around you. You had to force yourself to close your eyes and count when he inhaled and exhaled. Slowly but surely, your exhaustion came back full force.

Just as you felt your mind go cloudy, you felt the world vibrate around you. Your eyes snapped back open in alarm. It jostled you some, but not enough to force you to move. Even if it did, the hand that was still pressed against you from outside wouldn’t let you move too far.

You heard about this phenomenon once or twice from Stanley when you actually got to see him, but you didn’t really believe him because it hadn’t happened to you yet.

The Narrator was fucking purring.

He probably thought you were already asleep after how tired you were earlier, but he was mistaken and now you knew his (not so terrible) secret. He would never live it down if you told him. Not like you would, afraid he wouldn’t let himself do it again if you let him know you knew. Everything was too much to stay awake though. The heat and humidity made you more tired than you already were. The sounds lull you to sleep like a lullaby. Hopefully you could stay in here for a few hours.

As your consciousness was fading, you could faintly hear the sound of a typewriter clicking slower than usual where he only used one hand. The Narrator was willing to wait for Stanley now, the weight he felt inside him a reminder that he wasn’t alone.

#g/t vore #soft vore #safe vore #tsp vore #nonsexual vore #extreme cuddling #the stanley parables #tspud #voretober 2023 #my writing #believe it or not I am not a Bergamot tea fan #Fruit teas give me a headache #Honey tea all the way #I'm not British but hot tea slaps

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alelathedragon · 2 months

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Mario Princesses

I've been drawing lots of different Mario characters in my own style with my headcannons and I wanted to add the Princesses to the mixture. So here are me doodles

Peach is a Star Child, blessed by the stars able to pray to them for her wishes to coms true and more. Summoning stars down to aid her in battle, having the stars gift down power to her to smite enemies or Throw them across the continent. So I wanted to add a Star like feeling to her attire

Also she has the living umbrella bc yes

Rosalina is lowkey a goddess- or a demi goddess, so I wanted to make her attire more galaxy-ish. More magical, giving her a magical girl vibe. She got the Heelies 💅 she has a bit of weight to her but is happy with herself. Long braided hair, and she has a tatoo of a luma on her right shoulder

I really like the fannon takes of Daisy where she has muscle and kicks the shit out of people. She has more formal attire but would prefur to have her limbs be free-er. Skirt, flowing sleeves that are short too. Fancy punching gloves, she has on dance shoes with metal bottoms kinda like a tapping shoe but w more metal- short hair and tattoos of flowers bc she thinks theyre cool

#art #traditional art #artwork #headcannons #mario fanart #princess peach #rosalina #princess daisy #princess rosalina #galaxy #Galaxy princess #Desert princess #Star Princess #super mario #Princess #Princesses #pretty woman

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sigyn-foxyposts · 1 year

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Hi mom Sigyn it's me, your dear daughter :D

You can take this that I will say as a request 💜✨

But I wonder, how would Smite characters from the norse pantheon react if you ask them for a hug?

This came to my mind a few minutes ago and I wanted to know what is your perspective on this <33

Take the time you need to be able to do this in case you're busy, I don't want to rush 😅

Have a nice day mom Sigyn, remember that I will always have ears for you in case you want to ask me for something <33!! and also: 0 drink water, eat well and always give your best smile, Heldi wants to see her mother happy 💜💜✨✨

I love you mom and a lot!! <333

Ha det!! 😊🌹💖

Heldi out 🤍✨

Aww well arent you just so kind! Thank you so much my child. This is definitely going to be quite fun and new for me to do hehe! :D

"How would the norse Pantheon react if you asked for a hug?"

💰Fafnir🐉:

Fafnir doesn't really like physical touch and probably hasn't had that for quite sometime.

Considering he isolated himself after turning into a dragon.

So in conclusion he would decline you.

If you had anything on you that was valuable, he would most definitely accept your hug, but expect your items to be stolen.

🔥Fenrir🐺:

It really depends on who you are to him, if you are a stranger he would most likely just ignore your request, or threaten to eat you up.

He has some very bad trust issues too, which is why he doesn't like hugging strangers. He feels uncomfortable.

Plus he really doesn't like ruining his reputation of being this scary deadly wolf that eats everything in his path.

He does on occasion hug his family and secretly really enjoys hugs. It makes his tail wag uncontrollably.

💛⚔️Freya⚔️💛:

Freya would definitely accept your hug but be a little confused on why you'd want it from her.

She tends to expect, because she's a love and beauty goddess that people would want kisses more, than hugs from her.

Which she then usually would turn down and feel offended by.

But either way, since you asked for a hug. She is happy to show some affection that way to make someone's day. She honestly she prefers hugs too.

🌈Heimdallr📯:

The answer is yes! Heimdall loves giving out hugs and pats on the backs to anyone who asks for it. Unless you're loki of course.

He finds a lot of joy in it and doesn't care if it's awkward, he in general just loves people and spending time with everyone.

Though admittedly if you were to become clingy, like physically clingy he would have to kindly ask you to stop. After all he has a job to do.

Though you continuing to be there with your presence always puts a smile on Heimdallrs face!

💛☠️Hel☠️💜:

Light Hel loves hugs more than anything and will always accept them no matter what!

She would also probably squeeze you to death accidentally too. Yes, she loves them that much.

She also loves physical touch, unlike dark Hel who despises it!

Dark Hel on the other hand, is so opposite. She despises hugs and hates it! She would much rather be violent.

💜Jormungandr🐍:

Like his siblings Jormungandr both likes hugs and dislikes them. So he would most likely not accept a hug, depending on who you are to him.

Mostly because of his huge size, I mean when you're a big serpent like him hugging a small tiny person, it wouldn't be that enjoyable.

Also because he doesn't trust anyone but his family, though it's not like they get that many hugs either. He only makes small exceptions, like to his younger brothers.

🗡️Loki🐍:

Though it's not smart to ask for a hug from this guy in the first place, he either declines you or accepts but tries to stab you.

Unless you're his family that is, he is very much like his kids not hugging anyone but his closest.

Though you'd be surprised to learn that he's secretly a very affactinate person.

Too bad his kids really don't like him in the smite universe, well expect for light hel!

⚔️Odin🐺:

Odin is a grumpy old man and doesn't like to but will exceptionally give hugs. Unless he is busy, if he's busy it's a no!

Neven though he does give out hugs time to time doesn't mean he enjoys them or really wants to.

But after all he is the All-Father! Though he finds it awkward at most. He doesn't want to make anyone upset.

In general Odin has never been the affectionate type, I mean ask his family and they'll tell you just that!

🐿Ratatoskr🌰:

Ratatoskr like Loki will either decline and probably tell you "I'm too cool to hug someone like you"

Or accept only to then try getting some information about yourself or someone else, rumors.

Anything that fills his thirst for drama, satisfies him and he'll do it.

He's also aware people will ask him for hugs because he's so cute so he'll most definitely manipulate you with that. DON'T TRUST THE RAT!

🌨Skadi❄:

Skadi has one rule, if you want to hug her you'll have to impress her. She's quite cold if you get what i mean.

She too has a little trust issues and so wouldn't just hug anyone, but doesn't see anything wrong in giving out a hug for just that simple reason you know.

She actually likes it a little, because it reminds her of the affection she had from her father before he was killed.

☀️Sol🔥:

Sol is like light hel, she just absolutely loves hugs and would accept anyone who offered one.

After being thrown into the sky with her brother Mani, she had been so starved on physical touch it just fills her with pure joy.

And fire, just remember to be careful when hugging her, she's the personification of the sun.

Her body is all fire, which is why she's also quite starved, it's not easy to end up burning up in her grip.

⚔️Surtr🔥:

It's a no sadly for you, he refuses hugs because it's as simple as "I just don't like them".

And because he's also made out of flaming hot stuff (haha get it) that could burn you and he doesn't want that.

Though he could just pat your head, after all he wears gloves. He honestly prefers that if anything.

⚡Thor🔨:

Thor unlike his father doesn't see anything wrong in a hug and accepts them!

Though be careful, the guy is quite strong and could break you in half if he's too drunk or too happy.

Besides from that he loves being affectionate! He's a big teddy bear :]

⚔️Tyr✋:

Tyr is another teddy bear! He loves hugs too and accepts them almost always, if he isn't busy that is.

Unlike Thor he knows his own strength and wouldn't want to bring anyone to harm.

So he is always gentle while giving them. Though he likes being playfully rough without actually hurting you!

⛷️Ullr🏹:

Not as fond of hugs Ullr would still accept them and even pat your head, he really doesn't mind.

It's just that he's never the one to give them, but if anyone asks of course he'll give them one!

They're also very nice to have after a long cold day, that's when he especially enjoys hugs!

He's jalso just nsecure it will be awkward if he asks for a hug, he's quite the loner and anti social person too.

❄Ymir🧊:

Ymir might have the the mind set of a toddler but even a toddler loves a hug now and then! And he is one of them.

Ymir loves giving anyone but Odin and Thor a hug, a big one at that.

He might accidentally squeeze you but it's never intentional and he does feel had if he actually hurts you!

#smite #smite headcannons #norse mythology #norse pantheon #headcannons #Talking to heldril 💚+💜=🖤🤍

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shih-coulda-had-it · 1 year

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5+ headcannons on an au where the one for all users are/were all villains and rival villains to Afo with the goal of taking the glory of being a villain from him.

INTERESTING… ‘the goal of taking the glory of being a villain’...

The thing is, Captain Hero beat the Demon Lord. Yoichi, as a child, had been ecstatic to see good triumph over evil, and he was ready for the last volume to cover Captain Hero’s Golden Age. He was not ready to see the consequences of Captain Hero’s trials and tribulations, steadily taking chunk after chunk out of the penultimate victory--Yoichi had not been ready to read about a corrupted Captain Hero filling the void the Demon Lord’s capture had left behind.

But he had read it. And he kept it secret from his brother, who would have been unbearably smug at first before becoming unnervingly paranoid. Years down the line, Yoichi is locked in a windowless, lightless vault. He’s forcibly given a Quirk, one that supposedly stockpiles strength. Since he has little means to build that strength, Yoichi instead chooses to nurture a deep, unyielding resentment towards AfO.

When Yoichi’s fished out of the vault and folded into the resistance, he still falls in love with the leader and his second-in-command. In another world, he’s disquieted by the blood spilled to earn a measure of freedom. In this world, he thinks about what happens, really, if AfO is overthrown? Who fills the void? Someone has to inherit.

The second and third holder of One for All aren’t fazed by the seething grudge that burns in their veins. The third, however, doesn’t have enough time to teach Shinomori what One for All is doing besides stockpiling strength. It’s alright; seventeen years spent on a forested mountain because he felt everyone was out for his blood will do enough to refine One for All’s rage. He crawls out of the forest in the last year, determined to find a successor who’ll restart the work to crack AfO’s empire.

People have made the correlation that Lariat’s Blackwhip gets wilder the longer a fight stretches, or when Lariat’s expression is communicating sheer fury. Lariat is often followed by an equally hissy, snappy Smokestack. Hikage sees their unintentional alienation from polite society and meets with Lariat to discuss a more important goal than just beating down pop-up villains. And from Daigoro, the line of succession is much tighter and goal-oriented, and that’s how All Might is redirected into All Smite.

#bnha #shigaraki yoichi #second ofa user #third ofa user #shinomori hikage #banjo daigoro #sixth ofa user #shih.txt #asks #shellingostheshellingos #it's less of an uncontrollable berserker rage curse #and more of an inherited dream to overpower afo #and be a better demon lord

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ask-paradox-and-friends · 10 months

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Okay so I have a few round ideas and their themes.

Alexis 'Dolly' Loveheart (Jamaerica I like to headcannon Dolly lives in a world like The Ace Attorney games and I'm sure that's how the game describes the area the games take place in.) VS Hera

The mortal mother with 20+ children and the 'Queen of Magic' (main Magic authority in my verse.) VS the wife of zues and queen of the gods. The mother who took any child in and got her reputation as a mother to all while being a baddass VS the queen who's well known for unjustly punishing the mortals taken advantage of by Zues and the children of the affairs. (Seriously Hera SMITE HIS ASS) ones a great mother ones pretty crap.

*after their intros.*

Hera:ugh...how unsightly..I actually pity your children they have to have a ugly marionette doll as a mother.

Dolly:*whos wearing her old workout uniform* (Purple yoga pants a pink shirt crop top and some workout sneakers her devine weapon is pretty much fingerless boxing gloves mixed with spiked brass knuckles.) *after winking to her husband who turns into a tomato* better to look like a doll then to throw your son off a mountain.

Hera:*readying her staff* curb your tounge!

Dolly:37 children and I don't recall you caring for any of them.

Hera:I have 2.

Dolly:oh wow just erase Hephaestus huh? Well you are bad at this. You seemingly play favorites with the gods. You join in mock Ares. You don't watch any other of the kids zues had now I know it sucks to be cheated on. I have 3 exs after all. But..last I check Zues is a shit father. And you..could of at least watch the kids. I mean you are the Goddess of family. And you ditched one son humiliate another I haven't even seen your daughter in YEARS and you've tried to kill every other damn child! And let's not forget one tiny detail.

Hera:*swings her staff* I will not take advice from you!

Dolly:*punches her in the face.* ZUES IS YOUR BROTHER!

(Round one.)

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hawklanthebard · 1 year

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Madeline headcannons?

Here are a few but maybe I’ll add more later when I have more time ^^

- Madeleine named his sword “Smite”

- His armor chest plate is in the same shape as his shield. This is meant to symbolize how his armor not only protects himself but also protects whoever he’s shielding.

- Madeleine’s sword can only be summoned by light reflecting off his armor

- Madeleine is multilingual and can sign. This not only helps him better connect with others, but also helps him when he and his soldiers are in stealth

- Madeleine has battle scars (not surprising ^^;)

That’s all for now

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #madeleine cookie #cookie run headcanons

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theguyinthemathexamples · 2 years

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Hihi!

the name's CakesInOil, aka theguyinthemathproblems, and i'm that one person in your fyp that takes nothing seriously and also the one that you'd realized has the mental capacity of a squirrel and a very very messed up, and an essentially non-existent sleep schedule the longer you get to know me :))

though, in all seriousness, i'm an ongoing genshin writer and yes, lowercase is intended whenever i write, excluding brainrots, drabbles, and possible future fanfics :DD

if you want to request anything, then go ahead :D

(more utc :]])

just note, tho, that the things I won't be doing are:

nsfw (which, yes, does include suggestive themes)

heavy themes of violence (angst ain't just my cup of coffee tbh, but i will try and experiment with it in the coming future),

anything,, yk, disgusting, which i won't be listing as i'm sure you know what i mean by what i said,

and overall ships that just spell "..why on god did he even allow people like you to exist here on earth??" and "i wonder how god hasn't smite you yet" for your entire mindset and existence.

and if you have any questions regarding my "do not request" limits, just dm me or send an ask. don't worry, i won't bite :))

if you don't want to send a request or an ask and just want to send something random, then go ahead, i won't mind :DD

A few things about me!

i may curse here and there but i'll try my best to tone it down a lot ^^""

i like to do little faces like :D, :), >:(, and etc. so that people can somewhat guess the sentence's context/intentions a little better :>

i'll wake up in the middle of the night and write random stuff that i would have no memory of doing (and tumblr will now have to hear every single end of it :))

i considered drabbles as brainrots bc i didn't know what it was called before

i'm under your bed :) /j

i use any type of pronouns (excluding neopronouns) but mostly use they/them to address myself :D

Custom tags :D

# collective reigning recipes ° : cake's everyday quotes (use them if u want lmao)

# fool's flour ° : cake talks/rambles about things that are mostly irl experiences

# sparkling wheat ♪ : cake talks/rambles about things that are related to fandoms, mostly containing content about genshin and hsr

# perilous eggs ° : cake answers asks/reqs/talks from anons or readers/viewers :>

# moonlit hens ♪ : cake answers asks/reqs/talks from their beloved moots :D

# obsidian-hard sugar ° : cake draws stuff :D

# "titan's wrath" frosting ° : cake... vents about stuff. *silently opens and closes vent on the floor*

# spoiled milk ° : cake spoils stuff, mostly about genshin and hsr

# sunlit cows ♪ : cake makes shitposts whether random or fandom related :)

Fic types :DD

# cherry waterfall * : cake makes a fic series

# scaled vanilla extracts ° : x reader fics

# suspiciously shiny mint chocolate ♪ : character x character fics maybe?

# gold coated cocoa powder ♪ : drabbles/short fics, might turn into cherry waterfalls if motivated enough

# silver lined strawberries ♪ : posts about/fics explaining aus, mostly from genshin and hsr

# stellar-borne cookies and cream ♪ : brainrots/headcannons that are more or less gonna turn into gold coated cocoa powder if braincells go boom boom big and loud enough

# sun-kissed sprinkles ♪ : cake reposts about stuff hehe >:]]

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if i missed anything, don't hesitate to tell me about it :D

btw, yes, i will post very very very slowly, like even more slowly than a snail or tutrle bc i've unfortunately been very very busy as of late :((

"no no no no no BB by be in the na na na na BB I'll buy by by by" - my goofy ahh autocorrect, nov 15, 2022

#how do i tag lmao #send help #sagau #genshin writer #new writer here :)#watch me do a flip /hj #watch me post smth a few minutes/hours later after this lmao #genshin sagau #introducing myself #it is 3am #this is fine #intro post #made this just so i could reply to an ask 💞💞

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hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong · 1 year

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FGO!Camazotz or Smite!Awilix

Ok welp, I don't touch Smite and there's still only so much info for Zots, but I'll try my best!

Favorite thing about them: I guess his design is pretty cool? The wings are a lil cluttered but otherwise is pretty cool.

Least favorite: I guess his general vibes? Not sure what else to say. There is something I can say, but it technically fits a different section of the ask game.

Fave line: I dunno what he's said yet, haven't read any translations.

Can't really answer any of the OTP questions, since I dunno how he interacts with anyone atm.

Random headcannon: since he's a bat, he probably is at least capable of using echolocation. Also sensitive enough ears to deafen him with an airhorn.

Unpopular opinion: not really a fan of how popular he's gotten, especially in comparison to some of the others in the LB. I kinda get partially why, but after so much praise for him and kinda ignoring some others, kinda put a bad taste in my mouth tbh.

Song I associate with them: Hunt you down, by unsecret.

Fave pic: haven't really seen one that stands out to me tbh.

God, this one doesn't feel like a great answer tbh. I kinda did the best I could with what I have, but still doesn't feel good. Sorry if this was an unsatisfactory answer.

#fate grand order #ask game #camazotz

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toadeyes-miqote · 11 months

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Serenading Estinien

(Is headcannon now what Hylnyan's bard songs sounds like if Estinien is in the party. Thanks Fuckable FF14 men)

"Ishgardian Knight~~~ Is like Thavnairian days~~~~~ More often than not, he's hot as Nidhogg So smite the enemies in my way ~~~~~~~~

Ishgardian Knight~~~ I’m serenading you~~~~~~~ You’re buff and you’re tough! Let’s get that boss out of the way~~~~~" “Thancred!!! Stop laughing and get her to quit serenading me as if I’m a maid to be courted!” “Estinien! Hylnyan is our bardic support, she has to sing!” G’raha defended. “She does not make up silly songs about you two!” “Its just a phase, she’ll get over it. Eventually. Take your frustration out on the enemy Estinein.” “…Fine… Aymeric does not hear of this. Understand.” “Too late. Some of those songs came from Ishgard. Nyaha~~~”

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If you recognize where the songs come from

#vote estinien #Estinien fight tough enemies #FFXIV #Is this dynamics what Emet sees?#Serenading Estinien #Spoony bard #Sing sing a song

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smite-headcanons · 5 years

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Bird Squad Headcanons

There's a certain group of Gods I sometimes call the bird Squad. Either because they're crazy about their birds, or they literally are birds. Here's some stupid stuff for them.

- Aphrodite and The Morrigan are the founders of this little club. They saw each other as competition before, since they're both a couple of bad bitches, but one day one of Morrigan's ravens started playing with one of Aphrodite's doves. They've been besties ever since.

- The Morrigan and Odin sometimes mistake each other's ravens. This is fine though. They've become fast friends. The All-Father reminds The Morrigan of the Dagda, and Odin is very happy to have someone who loves these little babies as much as he does.

- Ra, Horus and Thoth have been invited to join the group on several occasions. Ra is busy pulling the sun around the sky. Thoth thinks it's stupid. Horus joins them on occasion when he isn't dealing with his shit head uncle.

- Whenever Horus joins the party, the group try to treat him out to something nice. He needs rest. Just let him take a nap.

- Isis has also been invited to join, but she got really offended when they invited her. She's not just some stinky old bird!

- After that comment she was never invited again and often gets glares from the group.

- Hera's peacocks can be found following the group sometimes. How did they get there? Why are they following the people in the group around like lost puppies? It's a mystery.

- Hera is, understandably, upset about this. She gets rather distraught when her precious beautiful baby birds are missing and even more upset now that rumors have come out that she's a bad pet owner. She's not a bad owner! They're just very stupid peacocks!

- They're just following Aphrodite around because she always gives them the good bird food. Even though Hera gives them the same food.

- Sun Wukong has, shockingly, joined the group as well. It's mainly because he can turn into an eagle, but also because he's a super chill dude and the birds love him.

- They have a very popular YouTube channel where they post vlogs and guides on what birds you should get, what food to buy them, how to groom them, what environment they'll like the most, etc.

- Hera will admit over her dead body, but she's subscribed, has notifications turned on, and watches their videos quite often.

- Aphrodite caught her watching one of their "How To" videos on DIY bird feeders and has been sworn to secrecy. She now posts at least one video about Peacocks every two weeks.

- Odin was actually gifted his ravens by Hel. He always gives her a shout-out in his videos.

- Hou Yi has been banned from their group for... Obvious reasons.

- Sun Wukong introduced Jing Wei to the group and now The Morrigan is mother birding the hell out of her. Jing Wei is sometimes a guest star in their videos.

- Those videos are, coincidentally, their most popular.

- Nike and Athena were invited to join the group. Nike gladly accepted and Athena was soon to follow. Aphrodite, surprisingly, adores having Athena in the group.

- Aphrodite has a small crush on Athena. She's so strong and brave and smart and pretty and she has a nice voice and that nice thick accent and she's not Ares (that's the most important bit). She thinks she's hiding it very well.

- She is not.

- Athena doesn't actually own any Owls. They all just flock to her. She often wakes up with her bed full of tiny fluffy owls and owl babies. She loves it but sHE HAS A REPUTATION DAMN IT!

- Parent owls leave their babies with Athena sometimes because they trust her to be a good babysitter. She has no idea what she's doing so she goes to Aphrodite for help.

- The babies fall asleep in Athena's soft hair. She can't move because she'll wake the, but she has things to do!

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