#buttons sounds like it makes no sense but i like to headcanon in at least one of my AUs it has a back panel with tactile buttons and dials!

[robotpanties]

is it cringe to make gabriel call v1 my favorite nonsense nicknames i give it in the back of my head. like i dont know how embarrassing he would be with names. but .

[princessmyth]

— TOXIC EX TOJI FUSHIGURO

headcanons 𐙚⋆°.

cw: smashing and throwing during arguments, toxic rls, established rls, hate/make up sex, oral (r!receiving), daddy kink, lingerie, jealous toji, size kink, self indulgent + not proofread, saw an edit and wanted to jot it down

ᡣ𐭩 Toji and you are constantly on and off. It’s no surprise. He’s a deadbeat father with a gambling addiction and loves playing games with your head. He never swore you loyalty, but he expected it back. It was a rocky road and one you craved yet forced to deal with the side effects.

ᡣ𐭩 There was never a concrete pattern of who came back first after a break up. If Toji broke up with you, he’d usually be the first calling your phone for phone sex. And if you broke up with him, you’d be the first at his house crying for comfort. It was a cycle.

ᡣ𐭩 You always felt bad for Megumi since he was stuck in the middle of it all. He did love you, or at least cared for you. You were like a mother figure to him and he resented Toji whenever you were upset. He could hear your cries and arguments, he could hear stuff smashing and breaking.

ᡣ𐭩 You and Toji always argue about his job. He was constantly in danger and the perfect time to bring it up was after one of his missions. It just happened to be his exhaustion was at an all time high and you kept pushing his buttons. Toji would smash holes in walls, shout, and ultimately scare you into sobbing in a corner.

ᡣ𐭩 When he’s forced to confront his actions, Toji scoffs and wraps his big arms around you. “Don’t fuckin’ cry.” He spoke, a whisper with his lips flush against your ear. “Be a big girl, m’sorry.” Your nails dug into his bicep, crying till it went dry.

ᡣ𐭩 Toji loves hate sex. Make up sex. Whatever you want to call it. When you’re so pissed at him, just fighting the urge to slap him, his head dips low onto your cunt and devours you. He laps at your clit, fingers your needy entrance and curls his digits into your sweet spot. It has you a babbling mess just thanking him deliberately. “Thank you thank you, Toji, close—“

ᡣ𐭩 Toji gets ready for work far earlier than you wake up. He’s shuffling around the room while you lay under the covers nude. He can’t help but admire your form, your figure along with the docile expression painted on your features. Right before he leaves, he places a kiss on your forehead and tucks you in. “See ya’ babygirl.”

ᡣ𐭩 Toji who loves getting your calls at work, telling him how much you miss him. “It’s so lonely here,” You’d practically whimper into the speakerphone. “Even Meg’ misses you.” You’d huff and Toji could sense the deceit through your tone. “He definitely doesn’t, sweetheart I’ll be home soon, entertain yourself.” A little sigh would leave your lips before sending him that virtual kissy sound he cherishes.

ᡣ𐭩 Toxic Toji is a jealous man and he won’t be afraid to pick an argument over it. His yelling would resume after the long month of peace between you two. “What the fuck is wrong with you? That motherfucker was all over you!” You’d wince but still have the willpower to defend yourself. He was just a friend!

ᡣ𐭩 That same day, Toji will go to work angry and forget all about the handmade lunch you made for him. It upsets you so much you even cry. You know making it up to him was your best chance at getting his affection back! So before he got home, your pink lingerie draped over your frame and you waited in bed for your boyfriend.

ᡣ𐭩 “Why don’ you love me?” Your voice was sweet, above a seductive tone that had him already unbuckling his pants. “You’re an angel, doll.” He’d groan, throwing his trousers into some random corner. His hands were immediately creating bruises on your thigh. “Daddy, you were treating me like less than an angel this morning.” His breath would quicken at your chosen nickname. “I was upset. Sorry sweetheart.” His nose inhaled your scent, the enchanting smell.

ᡣ𐭩 His cock stretched you so good, it was so big compared to your hole. Yet your pussy was still sopping, gaping and clenching around his cock. “Good cunt, taking everything.” He’d heave out. “Ughnnn— yesyesyes,”

ᡣ𐭩 Toji watches you pack your shit when your having another tantrum. Like a kid that threatens to run away from home. Instead of telling you no, he simply wraps his arms around you and lick every inch of your neck. “Stupid, you’re not leaving, you don’t even want to.”

ᡣ𐭩 It’s become such a pattern, you purposefully misbehave to get him in your panties. “If you wanted your brains fucked out, coulda’ said that doll.”

© princessmyth | do not plagiarize or copy

[semiqz]

SE-MI / PLAYER 380 GF HEADCANONS

౨ৎ semi as your gf, includes fluff & suggestive themes, wlw (obviously), first post what the fart

FLUFF

• completely sweet. like to the max. she always loves spoiling you constantly with gifts and affection, she loves admiring you, she loves everything about you, she’s super incredibly obsessed with you and only you

• i feel like her love language would be words of affirmation or physical touch. she cannot go a day or even a second without at least having her hands on you or vice versa. she always wants to be by your side 24/7 but definitely understands if you need any space or time for yourself and respects that.

• most of her insta posts are just pictures of you and the two of you together. almost like a fanpage of some sort. she’d definitely post the pictures that she’s taken of you with her digital camera and caption the posts with sweet words. oh and she DEFINITELY goes all out whenever it’s your anniversary or your birthday or whatever. she’d post all these pictures of you that she finds absolutely adorable and beautiful and the caption would be thousands of paragraphs long (that’s an exaggeration but ykwim).

• loves showing you off in public. say you guys are simply taking a nice stroll outside your university’s campus and then there’s a pair of students sitting at a bench and then she starts going “hey guys, this is my girlfriend isn’t she beautiful” (i stole this off a scene from weightlifting fairy kim bokjoo, i don’t exactly remember how the scene actually goes but i swear there was something like that), but yeah, she loves showing you off everywhere you guys go.

• she loves teasing you relentlessly and being a complete nuisance since she knows that you love her endlessly and would let her get away with anything. if you’re doing your makeup she would sometimes try to scare you out of nowhere and then start laughing in your face and pointing at the smudged lipstick on the corner of your mouth. but she’d immediately apologize and give you all the kisses in the world to make up for her little pranks

• protective and possessive, but definitely not in a toxic way. if you’re gonna be heading out to have a girls night out, she would always tell you to be safe and would call you from time to time to make sure you’re doing okay (and to hear your voice). if you guys were out in public together and there’s some random creepy guy staring at you like he want a piece of that nunu then she’d just simply pull you closer and tug your skirt down a bit to cover you up more or if you guys were sitting down then she would put her jacket over your lap. she definitely doesn’t want to cause any scenes in public but if the creepy people provoke her then she wouldn’t back down.

SUGGESTIVE

• still sweet as ever during sex. she’s extremely gentle and would always make sure to be careful to make sure she isn’t hurting you or anything like that.

• she is not into all that rough stuff like degradation or choking, none of that. she’s more of someone who likes praising you with just a slight hint of degradation like calling you a slut but the way she says it makes it sound so sweet, if that makes sense el oh el?

• she doesn’t mind being the one receiving, but she definitely loves being the one giving you all of it. like you’re her pillow princess or something like that

• loves giving you soft kisses on your cheek or your neck or just wherever her lips could reach while she’s working those fingers in your poumpoum and she especially loves hearing all those noises that come out of you

• she knows exactly what turns you on and uses it to her full advantage to rile you up even more

• she doesn’t like to admit it but she absolutely loves it whenever you wear slightly revealing things. you could be wearing like a button up shirt or something with the first two buttons undone and showing a bit of cleavage and she’d be on the floor. or if you’re wearing a tight dress for a little romantic date night, her hands would be alllll over you as you get ready. like all over you.

• the BEST aftercare ever. it’s like heaven on everybody’s soul. warm baths with her gently scrubbing your body and occasionally giving you some kisses. likes cooking your favorite meals for you after your baths and then lots and lots and lots of cuddles and kisses. that aftercare sleep will knock you out like a light.

anyways that’s all i can think of for now and yes this is my first post idk if i’m gonna write fanfics or anything like that cuz lowk i cannot take smut seriously 😭 but fluff i definitely can. more semi content is def coming tho

[keshkers]

Sooo, I listened to the whole magnus archives podcast, so let me tell you about my head cannons about the looks of the characters (sorry if it contradicts any canon descriptions, but i only listened to it once and may not remember some lines or whatever). I will use clothes sizes to describe how they're built, because it's the easiest way for me to describe it.

Jon in my head looks exactly like Jay Foreman, wears a sweater and probably glasses. Or maybe not. Overall looks like he might've stolen his clothes from a homeless person. Wears size M, even tho XS or S would definitely fit much better, but not as a conscious choice, but just because he doesn't care and doesn't know clothes can fit well or badly.

Tim is a tall white guy, brown hair, fit, broad shoulders, wears a well fitting suit with a button up and a tie. Neatly shaved, mascular face, traditional normal men's haircut. Conventionally attractive guy. And yes, i think with the type of jokes he makes and the way his voice sounds, that's what he'd look like. Clothes size L

Sasha is definitely at least half black tho. Wears a high ponytail, glasses, shorts, tights, colourful high socks on top of the tights, fun sweaters or layered tops. Probably converse boots or something similar. Soft makeup, usually with some colourful eyeshadows, but nothing too extraordinary. Around 165, Size S/M.

Martin is blond, around average height, has funny looking ears. Has an indistinct hairstyle, the one not too high maintenance. Shaves his face like 2-3 times a week. Light brown eyes, worried looking face. Has a normal body type, you wouldn't describe him as someone fit or lean or plus size, or anything at all. Just a guy built like some guy. Clothes are size L/XL.

Not!Sasha is tall, asian, has long straight hair, wears plain colour button ups. Also wears glasses, but if Sasha's glasses are big and round, Not! Sasha's are on the smaller side and rectangular. Full face of makeup, sharp eyeliner. Size XS/S.

Elias is definitely blond, short, has a resting smug bastard face, wears indistinct well fitting clothes. Probably some kind of t-shirt or long sleeve or whatever with trousers and a jacket, and a neat indistinct hairstyle. Size M

OG!Elias is basically the same, but wears his hair gelled up in spikes or something equally ridiculous, and some silly clothes, like hawaiian shirts or something, and I think some sort of brand shades and a golden watch.

Gertrude is a tall very skinny old woman with her hair in a tight bun and a very stern looking face. Wears a pencil skirt of sorts, old lady shoes with like 3cm heel and buckles, and some sort of blouse with a cardigan or a sweater on top.

Georgia is a very small woman, very short, skinny, blond straight hair, grey eyes, pointy nose, friendly face. Smiles a lot. Doesn't wear any makeup. Size XXS/XS.

Melanie is an average height girl, with light brown hair (dangerously close to being a redhead), freckles, grey eyes, wears a lot of pink tones and cosy clothes. Light "nude" warm tone makeup, with some not too bright coral pink lipstick. Size M.

I don't have any headcanons for the appearances of Basira and Daisy, sorry. Never visualised them in my head at all. Tho I imagine Basira to be quite buff and kinda feline looking in a tiger way, if it makes sense.

[mabledonut]

This may sound silly but maybe why kakashi has such low chakra reserves is because he was born to early? And since he wasn’t done baking, it caused his chakra to be underdeveloped.

Sounds kinda dumb but I was thinking of kakashi being a premature baby hc, then started thinking of his chakra so I kinda just meshed it together.

(Sorry if I made any grammar mistakes, also I couldn’t find the anonymous button💔)

honestly that's a super cute headcanon! "wasn't done baking yet" is cracking me up :D

I love the idea of Kakashi as a premie baby, that's really sweet, and it fits nicely with my own personal headcanon that his mom most likely died in childbirth/complications therefrom. like maybe she went into labor prematurely due to some sort of pressures from the second ninja war. maybe konoha was attacked by an enemy nation when she was 8 or so months pregnant and she fought on konoha's side, but the chaos and insanity ended up inducing labor... who knows, but it's fun to ponder.

i also feel like Kakashi being a premie but otherwise a direct copy of his father it fits well with the idea that Sakumo was so powerful that in his prime, he could take on all three of the Sannin and win. If he had the kind of training and abilities that Kakashi had (like being able to use all five basic elemental types of ninjutsu), without the drawback of low chakra reserves to limit him... well, then that makes sense that he'd be a match for them, imo. Or at least be able to give them a run for their money.

also, I cant remember if it's ever explicitly stated that kakashi has naturally low reserves, or if he just runs out all the time because the kind of jutsu he uses are more powerful and therefore more draining than others. in my own fics, I write him with low reserves + high cost jutsu as a default (because I LIKE to give characters weaknesses and problems, it makes them more interesting imo), but in canon, it might be that he has average/even slightly higher than normal reserves, but that in the context of the fights he's in and the people he's compared to, they seem really low.

Like honestly, before the Indra reincarnation thing was revealed, I was asking myself all the time, "what are the odds of Sasuke having been born with such VAST chakra reserves that he could keep up with Naruto and the kyuubi in fights like the valley of the end with NO PROBLEM," like that just seemed wildly lucky and coincidental to me. Iirc, the way Team 7 is initially presented in the Land of Waves Chakra Training section of the story made it seem to me like Sakura had higher than average chakra reserves + HUGELY good chakra control, Naruto had HUGE, HUGE reserves + almost no chakra control, and Sasuke just happened to also have HUGE, HUGE reserves + eventually decent chakra control.

All of which adds up to Kakashi looking like his reserves pale in comparison, but maybe in part that was just because his whole genin team had like, extraordinary amounts of chakra to the point where 2/3 of them were in the 99th percentile of natural chakra reserves, so it made his look really low by comparison. idk.

**footnote: it's interesting that as the story progresses, chakra exhaustion becomes less and less of a Thing for friend and foe alike, and by interesting, what I really mean is "narratively convenient to the detriment of the story as a whole." Like I would have loved to see at least ONE person fall over during the final battle in the war due to having exhausted their reserves, but at the same time, it was kinda fun to see the kyuubi share all his chakra to everyone after being literally demonized for literally generations. bad for the believeability of the internal rules of the narrative, but good for kurama 🦊

[raccoonfallsharder]

First of all, i love your art. Your style is amazing.

We all know Rocket is amazing in repairing space ships (and even building them) but what about a normal Earth car?

i am BLUSHING. i feel like i don't really have a set style (at least when it comes to drawing rocket - i am still figuring it out) so this really means a LOT. you’re so sweet i could actually die, little fox. just a coin-sized blueberry pancake with whipped cream. thank you for the kind words ♡ truly ♡♡~

secondly, what about normal earth cars? ur boy rocket looks at any given machine and understands it almost instantaneously. the kree charted him within .024 points of optimum intuitive grasp. a puny little earth-car is gonna be child's play for him.

not that i would ever suggest letting him work on yours.

it'll be more or less safe (for you) because rocket does care about you and isn't trying to get you killed. and sure, if you let him do that oil change you've been needing, he'll probably make some sneaky upgrades that allow for a smoother ride and better mileage. but the next time you find yourself with a lead foot, you'll realize you can also go way faster than anything on terra should be able to go. and the next time you accidentally bump one of those buttons on the console you rarely use, you'll probably end up with laser rifles unfolding from your wheel-wells, or your taillights flipping down to ready your "brand new" plasma cannons. (brand new in the sense that rocket will probably patch them together out of some old tech he has lying around his own ship, combined with whatever he can steal out of your kitchen cabinets. don't be too surprised if that mixer you bought from the thrift store no longer works because he's jacked all the internal wiring). lucky you - he'll probably figure out a way to make your powertrain UNTN-compatible and from there, he'll figure he's only gotta get you to let him do one more tire rotation, and when he's "working" on that, he can probably figure out a way to get your car capable of actual flight. it might take a bit longer to make sure it has adequate life-support systems and an airtight seal for short-term space travel but hey, he'll figure he's doing you both a favor, piece by piece.

it'll take you a while to figure out where he's hidden all the artillery in your car - and the thrusters, and the additional fuel tanks - and how to keep yourself from accidentally opening up the wings he's installed when you're in the middle of rush-hour traffic or construction. more than once you'll scrape the bottom of your car before you realize that the clearance has changed because he'll have added some re-entry grade ceramic plating to the bottom of it.

"you got any repairs you need done?" he'll probably ask casually, the next time he's planetside. "thought you mentioned your climate control being out."

"air conditioner," you'll say dryly. "and no thanks."

his jaw will probably drop. he'll look wounded. "why not? i did a fine job on the brakes last time."

your eyes will narrow. "i keep getting pulled over by the fucken cops."

his nose will wrinkle. "ew. why?"

your glare will turn withering. "because they don't believe the thing i'm driving is roadworthy anymore," you'll have to tell him. he'll sputter, probably - outraged and insulted - but you won't really be too mad. you know he's just trying to maximize the amount of time the two of you can hang out.

besides, the upgrades he'll make to your sound system will be worth it. your music will never have sounded better.

headcanons & imagines masterlist

[karamina]

Horseland Age Headcanons

Time for me to show up out of the weeds with my completely unsolicited headcannons and theories for obscure television series that I should be way too old for again lol. Today's victim:

Horseland

There seems to be a general consensus on the ages of the various human characters in Horseland. That fanon conclusion being that the main characters are all around 15 yrs old, with the exception of Will, who is slightly older at 16-17 years old. I disagree with this assessment.

First let's look at some direct quotes from some of the episodes.

Episodic Evidence

1) Episode: "You Can't Judge A Girl By Her Limo" (S1E1)

"You calmed Button down better than I could and I've been riding her for five years!" - Alma Rodriguez

This quote provides some clues about Alma's age, or at least the minimum age that Alma can be. Most riding instructors will take students at the age of 9, with some taking as young as 6 years of age. Being's that Alma's dad is the manager at Horseland, I think that Alma would have began riding at a very young age. By that logic, Alma is somewhere between 11-14 years old, unless she rode a different horse before Button.

https://horsesafetytips.com/2020/06/04/whats-the-best-age-to-start-horseback-riding-lessons/

2) Episode: "Fire, Fire, Burning Bright" (S1E5)

This episode has some interesting quotes that may give clues to the main character's ages, or at least the Stilton girls ages and Will's age.

"Let me get this straight, you got all the way to middle school without learning to swim?" - Molly Washington

Wouldn't it be odd that Molly specifically mentions Chloe and Zoey making it to middle school (11-14 yrs old, in Canada from Wikipedia) without having learned how to swim if they were high school aged (14-18 yrs old)? If they were in high school, she probably would've said that instead. Beings that the series likes to remind us that Chloe is older than Zoey, that would mean that Chloe is about 12-14, and Zoey is around 11-13 years old. Either that or they are twins, but that doesn't seem to be the case (I myself have a sister that is 1 and 1/2 yrs older than me, and I also had a close relationship to her growing up). The only evidence I have seen that points to them being twins as opposed to being siblings close in age is the names rhyming with each other (Although my mom's friend's four grandchildren all have names ending with the -en sound and I went to school with twins that had non-ryhming names so that isn't a very strong argument imo)

"But I was in charge of the trip. I am responsible for everyone." - Will Taggert

This one's a bit less obvious, but as a volunteer that has worked with minors on weekend retreats before, I know that organizations and schools typically require (often by law) at least one faculty chaperone to be 18+ yrs old and to have clearances stating that they have never abused a child or commited a crime (usually, they also want more than one adult chaperone per group as well, but we'll let this slide based on the fact that there are only 5 minors going on this trip). From this line and his role in this episode's plot, we can deduce that Will is the staff member from Horseland facilitating this overnight event, and thus is at least 18-19 years old. This makes sense. Will has a rather unique role in the series compared to the other characters. He is a sort of groundsman and riding instructor at Horseland, rather than a student. His aunt and uncle (Bailey's parents) are also his employers. Reasonably, if I had to pinpoint a narrow age range for Will, I would say that he is 18-21 years old, although I wouldn't discredit him even being as old as his mid twenties (at least in season 3), almost solely based on his demeanor and almost laid-back relationships with the other main characters. His behavior in this episode even supports this. I went through a similar predicament, albeit on a smaller scale, while acting as a hiking guide at the age of 20 on one such aforementioned retreat. I blamed myself for potentially endangering these students, even though they were told to follow my lead and instead went off trail at one of the more dangerous parts of the trail. Likewise, Will blamed himself for the forest fire, even though it was really Chloe and Zoey's actions that caused the fire, for the sole reason that he was the adult responsible for the trip and all the students he took on it and thus is immediately liable for anything bad that happens (Well more like Horseland would be liable, and Will would be at risk of losing his job and/or facing fines or criminal charges). From this episode and how Will progresses throughout the series, I'd say Will is in his early stages of leadership and that is why I chose an age range closer to the ages of majority in Canada (which depends on which province Horseland supposedly exists in). I know some of y'all may be thinking about this, so I'll address it while I'm still on Will. In several of the episodes featuring competitions, while we never actually see him compete, Will is on Jimber and wearing typical dressage wear as opposed to his jeans and t-shirt (See "Changing Spots"). Some may say that this proves that he is actually a student as well. It may be possible that he is a student as well, and simply tutors more ameteur riders in his free time, but this says nothing about his age, only that he would be more advanced than the other main characters. He also could be dressed like that just for show for the competition. Additionally, while I know very little about equestrian competitions, while I was in HS winter colorguard, my instructor (a college student) usually would compete with a different club in a different age category at the same competition. It may not be disimilar.

3) Episode: "Pepper's Pain" (S1E7) "Zoey, you guys have been together for years. Your dressage proves how well you've grown as a team." - Chloe Stilton

The information provided in this line from Chloe is ambiguous. However, the emphasis she puts on years implies that Zoey has been riding Pepper for like a really long time, although she may just be emphasizing this word as she's trying to make a point to Zoey. Regardless, it is safe to say that Zoey has been riding Pepper for at least 5 years. That would put her in the same minimum age range as Alma, 11 to 14 years old.

4) Episode: "The Competition" (S1E9)

"Oh my gosh, what a huge let-down. First off, his girlfriend was there, and they were both old! He was at least thirty." - Chloe Stilton

This ones a bit of a reach, but what teenager thinks that 30 is old? I certainly didn't (then again, I did grow up surrounded by family members that are elderly, so take my words with a grain of salt). Regardless, this statement solidifies the argument that Chloe is probably middle school aged, rather than high school aged. As we progress from childhood to adolescence into adulthood, the perception of "oldness" changes. Have you ever seen the vine where this little girl (likely kindergarten aged) famously says "I'm 16! I'm a grandmother!". If you were a middle schooler, you probably would consider 30 to be old. There are many articles that document this phenomenon:

5) Episode: "Heritage Day" (S03E10)

"Zoey, they eat mosquitoes, not teenage girls." - Nani Cloud

This line takes place after the girls are frightened by a group of bats sharing the cave they took shelter in from a storm. This line clearly states that at this point of the series, most if not all of the main girls are teenagers (ages 13-19). We can conclude one of two things, depending on how one percieves this show's timeline, since the line is said towards the end of the show's final season. A) The girls have always been teenagers or B) There is a time skip between season's 2 and 3. For me, B is plausible if we try to explain Bailey and Will's voice changes cannonically. But B is also not plausible considering Will is already an adult and would have already undergone a voice change. Thus I will say that the ages of the girls are constant through the series at the lower range of the teens, perhaps even preteens.

Plots and Storylines

Next, let's look at the plots of the episodes. A lot of the episodic plots support most of the main cast being preteens or in their very early teens. Molly getting her first cellphone, Alma getting her first crush, Chloe lying about being able to do an advanced jump to impress her peers, Sarah getting her first taste of death through the loss of a beloved pet, etc. Not to mention, many of the episodes are driven by some drama being stirred up (middle schoolers are notorious for being awful to each other). These are all typical problems that preteens face during this stage of their life. You may be inclined to think that all of the MCs are in middle school from this, but there is some evidence for some of the characters being slightly older than others. In the episode "The Best Loss", Molly is out with her friends at a pizza parlor with no parents in sight and has been able to take the public bus to and from Horseland on her own for the entire duration of the series. In the episode "Talk, Talk", she's even talking to her friend Amber about what she should wear to a party. This leads me to believe that Molly is slightly older than the other girls. Bailey also falls under this category. In the season 1 episode "Boss Bailey", Bailey is left in charge of Horseland for a day when his parents and Will have to go facilitate a parade. Even with Bailey being the owner's son, I think that they would not want to leave a middle schooler in charge of an entire riding school. Bailey is also used as an example during a lot of Will's lessons to the other MCs, demonstrating jumps, meaning he's probably more advanced than the other riders. He also does a lot of the groundwork and maintenance with Will (such as in "Pepper's Pain", "Fire, Fire Burning Bright", and "Wild Horses"). For these reasons, I think Bailey is a bit older than the girls.

Conclusion

I could go on and on, analyzing each character's behaviors one by one, but I'd essentially just be rewriting the show's script interspersed with my own interpretation. That is most of what this conclusion is, my interpretation of the characters based on my own life experiences and the collective characterizations the show provides across its three seasons. So with that being said, here are my guesses as to the ages of the characters.

Sarah Whitney -        13 Molly Washington -  14 Alma Rodriguez -     13 Chloe Stilton -           14 Zoey Stilton -            13 Bailey Handler -        15 Nani Cloud -              13 Will Taggert -            20

I chose most of the main characters to be so close in age to each other as they are all in the same "practices" at Horseland, as well as how they interact with each other.

So, what do y'all think? Do you agree with the ages I chose for each character? Why or why not?

*Side note - I know there are a fair deal of Sarah x Will shippers out there. I know that most of them do not support minors being in relationships with adults. Remember, there are no official ages for these fictional characters and this post is just my personal interpretations. While I myself do not ship these two characters, my intent is not to say that this fan population is wrong for supporting this ship. My purpose for writing and posting this is to share my thoughts on the Horseland characters ages based on my own observations and life experiences. 

[kanzakurawrites]

Random Thoughts I Had While Rewatching Wicked World S1:

(yes I am fully aware its a kids show with limited time but I will still yell about things XD)

They REALLY had to make Mall's eyes gray? brown? seems to change but still, her eyes are GREEN

"At my birthday parties" You had ONE birthday party Evie. One.

And evil minion bakers? Really?

Wait, so Miss "Give Your Spellbook to the Museum" D2 Evie is here, sixish months before or whatever the timeline in, begging Mal to use magic to help her?

Why is Evie so shallow in this?

WHY IS SHE SO DITZY? Stop, Evie would know not to eat chemicals DX (Actually, I bet most Isle kids would know that)

WHAT IS BEN'S OUTFIT! None of that goes together. Bring his suit back. Or goodness gracious, why not a simple button down and slacks? Blue and black. What is this?

pffft, Ak's making up words

so Audrey also has a single dorm.

It took Jane FOURTEEN YEARS to realize she has magic? No, I refuse.

at least Audrey and Ben are still friends

Seriously, there is no timeline in this world

Sustainable urban planning. You know, for someone who wanted nothing to do with the Isle in D2, Evie sure is invested in making it a better place

"Thanks to my dad" *gasp* Is Ben throwing shade at his father

I'm sorry, I can not get behind Aurora's daughter afraid of some mud

The fact that Mal loves it is hilarious

I wonder when Evie finally donated her mirror

I know that a lot of people headcanon Freddie and Uma being sisters since China voiced Freddie, but tbh I think it would be interesting if they're cousins.

(Yes i like the hc, I just have Uma's dad as someone else and then came up with the cousins thing XD)

"retract your claws" "But I just had them sharpened!"

Seriously, yo mama battles?

So how old IS CJ? I'm guessing 13 or 14, but they almost imply she's around Mal's age... but unless she and Harry have different mom's that doesn't work.

Jordan, WHY are you doing a southern belle accent?

I want to see Beast's funny birthday dance

a two hour exam on SMILING?

so it definitely seems canon that the VKs were dragged online, and always end up on there even if they had no clue their pictures were being taken. Could factor into Mal's D2 transformation and breakdown

are we SURE this is the same Lonnie in the movies?

The fact that the Auradon Girls are singing "Good is the New Bad"

so whatever happened with this whole cheerleading thing for Evie and Mal

That doesn't sound like Jay either!

"You lied to keep him from bugging you" I like this Ben

But Evie WASN'T AROUND WHEN YOU WERE KIDS

HOW does Carlos speak dog? This makes no sense

the fact that Audrey is hanging out in Evie and Mal's room

I am getting fed up with all the made up words

I wonder how many people just randomly brush Ruby's hair

"I want to go from the one who lost the crown to the one who won!" Highly doubt that was intended to be D3 foreshadowing, but it makes good foreshadowing

The fact that they are fighting over the color of purple Mal wears

And here's Jane, accusing Mal of stealing

The fact that everyone keeps accusing Mal of things. Seriously, no wonder the poor girl thought she had to change her appearance and herself to the point of breaking down

but why didn't she TALK TO BEN

Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if Jay still struggles with stealing sometimes. Same for even Aladdin and Eugene.

Mal being so supportive of Jane is adorable

The fact that Jane is still suspicious of the VK's

They're accusing her of KIDNAPPING her own BOYFRIEND

and WHERE IS THE SECURITY?! THE HIGH KING IS THERE! AND OTHER ROYAL CHILDREN

#thisisnotmyLonnie

CJ liking Mal is interesting considering how Harry feels about her.

[irkimatsu]

physical or emotional characteristics you would like in a human husk

Sorry for sitting on this for a bit! I'll admit, part of me was being autistic and overthinking this. Is this about what I'm personally attracted to in Husk, or what I think would be best for his story in canon? Is this about what he was like before he died, or what he'd be like if he could be human again after everything that's happened to him in hell?

I'm going with "how I see him as a human on Earth before death, and who I thought he was regardless of my own personal attractions and biases". (Well, a little bit of my own biases. No such thing as unbiased fiction. But accuracy is my priority on this one.)

First and foremost - human Husk is black. I will die on that hill until canon tells me otherwise. There could be other pieces of heritage in there somewhere - I don't think I'm qualified to speculate on that too hard - but as far as skin tone goes, he's black. I also like when art gives him dreads, it just looks right, though I'm not as much of a stickler on that matter. Gotta have some scruffy facial hair, though, I demand that much.

As for why... is it all the good fanart that made other options look wrong in comparison? Is it because he's voiced by Keith David and I just can't imagine a white guy sounding like Keith David? Those are definitely pieces of it. I know it's not canon and I'm not out here attacking people who lean otherwise on Husk's race, but as for me, he's black, end of discussion. On the shorter end of the average as far as male heights go, but he's not noticeably short in isolation. Definitely taller than my short and stout self. Weight probably fluctuates depending on his situation - his finances as a gambler would be all over the place, and so would his diet, varying between lavish meals in overpriced steakhouses, and dinners at home consisting primarily of cheese puffs and bottom-shelf beer. I do like him with a gut, though. Maybe he's just naturally predisposed to having a gut, even when he's starving. (Told you there'd be some bias.)

I'd definitely want to put decent thought about what it was like for him as a black man growing up in early 20th century Las Vegas, but without being 110% certain that anything I'm saying makes any fucking sense, I'm biting my tongue on that one. Definitely a topic I'm interested in, though.

I should also probably mention that yes, I know it's a common headcanon for Husk to be a trans man. It's interesting! I have no actual reason for not writing it myself. Not sure what to do with it, I guess? If it was canon I'd of course pay more attention to that aspect, but for now, whoops. You guys have fun, obviously! Just like with the popular ship, if anyone ever took "Irk doesn't write this thing" as "Irk thinks that thing is bad" I'd cry, don't do that

I like the name Oscar for him while alive. Saw it in a post on here once and it just felt right. Thank you, random Tumblr user I forgot who you are whoops again! Until canon tells me otherwise, he's Oscar in my heart.

I think his dress style while alive would match a similar trajectory to his Overlord-to-servant transition - a snappy dresser when he can afford it, would never be caught dead looking the least bit disheveled. Button-up shirts, freshly ironed suits, the finest colognes! But after he's a washed up divorced drunk, who gives a shit. His clothes are a lot more tattered now... but honestly, living in a place like Vegas where half the population are various flavors of downtrodden, washed-up addict, he doesn't stand out. At least he has that going for him.

Personality-wise, I think as a child and a young man, he was a big dreamer, even a bit of an attention whore. He's wanted to be a performer for as long as he can remember, ever since he started seeing magic shows and jazz bands as a kid. He may still be introverted in the sense that putting on a show is exhausting and he needs his space, but when he's in the right frame of mind, the stage is where he belongs. He worked so, so fucking hard to be a performer! He really could have been something if Vegas didn't chew him up and barf him out...

That dreamer attitude also made him a serious romantic when he was younger. If you accept a date from that man, he will spoil you. Flowers, fancy dinner (if he can afford it), a personal serenade... he doesn't fall into actual honest-to-god love very often, but when he does, he falls hard and puts everything he has into showing the person he loves that he cares. He does lean toward monetary gifts = affection, though... please, Husk, sometimes your partner really would be happiest with a hug and a song. But he doesn't see it that way, he has to keep gambling to be able to afford the lavish lifestyle his lover deserves. Fucking Vegas.

As an older man on Earth, after a turbulent divorce and decades of addiction and depression, he's a lot like the version of himself in the hotel. Doesn't give a shit about much besides where he's going to get his next drink. He does miss his dreams and wonder what could have been if he didn't screw it all up... but there's no point thinking about wasted opportunity. It just hurts. Drink it away instead. He spends his last few years alone, gambling and drinking and just waiting to finally fucking die.

Death was supposed to be a second chance for him, you know? He could pick himself, become someone again! Too bad for him that "someone" was once again a gambler, and that addiction is always going to catch up with him...

This is a rambling mess. I apologize! I just hope I answered the question correctly! Sorry if I messed it up!

[meltedbluecaterpillar]

Hello again, dearly beloved Absol!

It has not been too long since our last chat. Please, spoil me with your knowledge of fashion. I'm curious and eager to hear what you've got to share. There's no need to be so shy, but I understand; we'll talk at your pace over some tea, if you're comfortable, my dear. All your choices so far have been full of character in the best ways! I find the expression of one's clothing to be intriguing. Don't you agree?

I've found your headcanons for Jade's clothing to be exactly what I imagined. He most definitely goes for punk clothing! He is... my favorite. Thank you for taking care of him! I'll support my punk boyfriend from the sidelines. Grunge is my guilty pleasure, even if I dress like a bright pink princess. It's a cute pair, no? He fidgets with his rings and bracelets on our dates. Haha, forgive me, dear Absol. I forget myself in your welcoming presence.

...if it's not too much to request, do you have any Jade Leech headcanons or opinions to share? I'd love more content of him.

Until next time, beloved guide, I await our next conversation. - 🦋

Good evening, I think… I will refer to you as Mariposa. It sounds like a name. Just as I have my Viper, I think it will be nice to give a title in that vein of thinking. However if you disagree, please correct me. I hope you have been well. Please remember to eat properly. Your stomach and brain will be devoured by your body if you don’t.

My knowledge on fashion… I like to look at trends in my spare time. You’d be happy to find that history repeats itself when it comes to clothing. A few years ago we just had 80’s and 90’s coming back. Primarily from the influence of TV and media and what was coming out at the time. But since the 2020’s, it’s been all Y2K. I think it’s so fascinating. I love how it’s just one big circle. Ah, I have a preference for tea. Recently I bought some peppermint tea because I’ve been having some health issues… So I drink it before bed since it’s non-caffeinated. I agree, I love seeing how clothes can be used to express personality and lifestyle. Same with environment. I think it’s exciting. Someone as pristine as Jade Leech wearing studded belts and making his own battle jacket for when he feels confident enough to wear it… I think it’s fantastic. Even if someone isn’t confident enough to use words to express themself, you can see what kind of person they might be when they’re wearing clothes out on day trip.

I am happy you understand my idea of Jade being more ‘punk’ than ‘formal’ when it comes to casual wear. Or more, out of uniform style! As much as I love the idea of Jade in sexy suspenders with a nice button up I also want to remind myself; he’s a young man. Not 30+. At least not yet. So I like thinking of him discovering his sense of style starting with what can be seen as non traditional. He does it well I think. Oh my… I am a large fan of mixing aesthetics. Ohhh I love the idea of a small princess girlfriend and a big scary Leech. He looks so nervous as he fiddles with his bracelets as he waits for you outside of Ramshackle for your date. I think it’s lovely. I am happy that you feel comfortable sharing with me. Is this… Your OC? Your self insert? Please tell me about her.

I do have some Jade headcanons. Both SFW and NSFW. I guess it depends on what you would like to hear. Ahhh, I want to do the alphabets. I am happy to have someone who is interested in Jade. I have another friend who likes him so I am excited for the future of Jade Leech here… Ahhh, let’s meet again soon. I’m excited to meet you again. I’ll guide you anywhere you’d like to go.

[veilkeeper]

thanks for answering. this broke containment a little bit, so i appreciate you answering respectfully and taking the question in good faith.

it sounds like you and i actually play these games very similarly! im also a strong roleplayer that likes to explore morally ambiguous PCs. my first shepard was a renegade, and even my canon warden makes some of the "evil" choices available in origins. if veilguard had options to be evil, it's likely i would have picked some of them, and the ability to be more morally ambiguous and go down different paths is why origins and DA2 continue to be first in my heart.

i guess the only difference lands in the realm of personal taste. personally, i got zero mileage out of inquisition for replays. i felt like i had to do a lot of the heavy lifting headcanon wise to make the game work for me at all, and i don't feel like there was a lot of strong roleplay options. just didn't click as a "role playing" game for me. sounds like veilguard did something similar for you.

i think it's a little unfair to say that rook is set up as a specific character but not say that the inquisitor also is. trying to play a quiz that isn't andrastian in that game is like pulling teeth, and one of the backgrounds literally is dalish elf. i find quiz's personality is definitely of a set type. rook absolutely has a certain tone to them, but only once in my 120+ hours in the game so far did i feel like veilguard was making assumptions about my character that i didn't sign up for, whereas in inquisition it happened constantly. if nothing else, i don't think veilguard commits any sins in the roleplay department that inquisition didn't first. and neither game has significant "evil" options, either, so i think they're on equal footing in that sense.

tbh this post was mostly made in response to the fact that i saw a couple different versions of "veilguard should have let us be evil" takes where at least some of the reblogs/replies said something along the lines of "having the option to be evil makes choosing to be good feel more meaningful", so i was genuinely curious how many of those people had actually played the options they supposedly wanted.

and regarding your comment about not disregarding replays: for the record, i'm not. i just think there's a noteworthy difference between "this is my second time around and i'm roleplaying hawke as a templar supporter" and "i've played this game the exact same way five times and now i'm going to just click the different buttons this time." as i referenced in my tags, there's that famous anecdote from one of the mass effect devs about the renegade path: how they put so much effort into making those options available, and then when the player stats came back, only a tiny fraction of players had actually chosen them. as time has gone on, those numbers have changed as people did their replays, but you have to understand on a certain level that from a dev standpoint, creating options that some players only see once they're several replays deep starts to have diminishing returns when that effort could have gone elsewhere.

okay i gotta ask. have the people saying veilguard should have let us be evil actually ever done an earnest playthrough of origins where they annulled the circle/killed connor/defiled the ashes etc or do they just want to be able to be a dick to our companions for no reason

earnest here meaning that they made those decisions in a first playthrough or as a roleplaying decision for their characters, not just as a "this is my fifteenth time playing, i should try out something new"

[msmargarita]

✨🤓Johnathon/🕳️ Spot Headcanons✨

These are some headcanons I wrote for my two fics:

i'm not going to turn into a cosmic anomaly and leave you forever

and

i'm really serious this time, baby

It has !!spoilers!! for both of those fics!

It's basically an AU unless I somehow foresaw the future and guessed what happens in BTSV!

Beware the keep reading button. This is HUGE.

🤓 Johnathon HCs!

HE IS A GEMINI. Like come on. Talks a lot, nerdy, silly guy. He is a canonically silly guy! In his first fight with Miles he pretends to have hurt his nose (he doesn’t have one) to trick him. So silly! I would bet there's Capricorn somewhere in there too. And Pisces. I’ll make this man’s whole birth chart if you dare me. Just dare me. I’m insane.

Jason Schwartzman used to be in a band in the 00s. I think it would be cool if Johnathon also had some sort of interest in music. I think he would have tried to learn guitar in college but only got a few chords in before life got too chaotic and every now and then he thinks of picking it back up. 

He is also one of those guys who fanboys over old ass music, especially from the 60s and 70s. Loves Jazz, Funk and Prog Rock. Look at this man and tell me he is not a prog rock guy. He is a nerd, he might even be *shudders* a math rock guy. I also think he would have one completely random favorite artist that has nothing to do with the things listed above, like, idk Lizzo. Or Princess Nokia. He just looks like the type.

I think everyone agrees Johnathon is at least in his thirties, but I put him down as thirty-three in the end. I did that because Olivia is thirty-five tops in ITSV (according to Peter) and since he was her subordinate it makes sense that he would be just a little bit younger than her. 

“But hey! That's too young to get a PhD!” you might say, but I think Johnny is an overachiever. I think he was one of those super genius kids that got in early in college and lived for academia. A teacher's pet even.

He is a workaholic, so when he quits his job he gets really lost and doesn't know what to do with himself. He might have a new job soon doing what he loves, so you’re going to need to be on his ass so he doesn’t fall back into his old habit of overworking. 

I like to think that Miles would get an internship under Johnathon a few years in the future and they would learn a lot together. Jonathan would probably take a week to figure out he is Spider-Man and would cover for him when the boy needs to disappear. This actually sounds like a fun drabble to write about.

Johnathon may be a genius, but like he said, he is not too familiar with relationships. I think he might've had one or two in the past, but everything slowed down when he started working at Alchemax. “I’ve been told” is referring to those past relationships, in which he was probably told that he works too much and never has time to spend with his partners. He’s not been with anyone for a long time and his game consists of buying the first comic book he saw on a shelf in order to ask you out.

But that doesn't mean he is cold. Quite the opposite really, Johnathon is very touchy-feely. He hasn't been with anyone for a while and misses touching and being touched. He is most comfortable when being at least 70% curled around you. 

He smokes Dunhill Carltons (he likes to feel fancy), but less now that he isn't as stressed from work. Like he said, he used to go on walks to smoke and pass by the comic book store you work at before you guys had even met. I like to think he developed a little crush back then.

Had his tattoos done in college, so they are very faded now. He doesn’t think of redoing them because the mere thought of having to stay seated for hours in the same place feeling pain stresses him out. He was a lot more easygoing when he had them done.

He did have a superhero phase when he was a kid. He would fantasize a lot about having superpowers and flying away when the bullies showed up. Never thought about fighting back. Before becoming the Spot, he wasn't the confrontational type. The hero thing fizzled out as he grew older, but he would always dream about being stronger. Being a better version of himself in a kinda superficial, but understandable way.

He still has a bunch of action figures, he thinks they look cool. If you give him one, he won't even care if he knows the character or not, he just likes them.

Even though Johanthon says he is “good-looking”, he does add “for a scientist” in the end. I think he tries to mask his insecurities with humor, always putting himself down with a joke, always saying he’s too old, too corny, too nerdy. In the back of his head he knows the hair and the glasses are kind of a look, but he doesn’t feel handsome. You help as much as you can, but that’s an obstacle for him to overcome by himself. I think after i’m really serious this time, baby he gets better at this.

🕳️ The Spot HCs!

For clarification: the story of i’m not gonna turn into a cosmic anomaly and leave you forever stretches the plot of ATSV to a few weeks instead of a day. Just think of it like Spot taking a little longer to power up instead of a few hours.

Since he was forced to do crime to survive, I think he would've thought to himself: "Well, since I have to go rob a store anyway, might as well be that one where that cute cashier works at." 

Yes, Spot starts tracking and following you after you two meet. He uses his computer nerd powers for evil. A very unhealthy way of dealing with a crush, I think.

Spot can eat but he doesn't get any nutritional value from food. When you drink wine together or when he burns his tongue (?) from tea it's just a placebo effect. I like to think that Johnathon's mind is still inside The Spot's body, so he eats just for habit. He says he gets hungry all the time, but it's actually a deep need to consume everything around him. The little rascal.

As he powers up, Spot gets more confident in himself. He thinks the stronger he gets the further away he gets from Johnathon, his old self. Which, in the end, turns out to be true.

I think at first you don't really believe Spot is an actual supervillain which is why when you see him after the fight in Mumbattan it's such a shock. In a way, you did the same thing Miles did when he underestimated him, even if for whole different reasons. I think even though he knows you care about him, Spot knows you don't see him as a threat and that makes him want to impress you more. 

Spot knows that the reason you keep getting new jobs is because his own crazy supervillain life keeps interfering with yours, so he tries to keep it as much hidden from you as possible. He thinks what you don’t know can’t hurt you! As Johnathon, he feels guilty at first that you’re changing your whole life to go with him to New Jersey, BUT this time it was your choice! Not because of supervillain shenanigans!

He does love you (even if it was too early to know) and wants to be with you, but his head is so lost in the supervillain game, he thinks he can’t stop now. You never really realized how serious he was about “being stronger”. Which is why you never tried to stop him.

I chose I’d Rather Be With You as a theme song because I think it’s a song Johnathon/Spot would enjoy. But I also like how the lyrics match both their feelings towards you, in both fics. He wants to fly away with you once he gets all powered up, he loves your smile, etc. He does want to be your friend until the end as the Spot, but as Johanthon he is really committed to work on his bad habits in order to be with you. We gon' make it this time, baby! I cry, damnit. 

It’s also a surprisingly gender-neutral song, with no physical descriptions in it! Anyone can put themselves in the lover's place. Bootsy Collins is cool like that.

I like to think that, in the end, Spot didn't erase himself from the timeline. He just reloaded an old save. Does that make sense? Like you said, your relationship will always have happened, just in an old, non existent dimension. And since Johnathon and you still get dreams and deja vu about the whole thing (think of it as dimensional residue or whatever), you do have all the EXP of the old save. Johnathon, after going through the literal end of all existence and then forgetting about it, feels something compelling him to finally take a chance and enter the comic book store. It’s like when your body goes through something and it remembers later, even if your mind doesn't. Here's a (hopefully) comprehensive timeline:

the end.

Thank you for taking an interest in my weird AU! I would kill for you 💖

[angryschnauzer]

Ripe

Summary: Having spent the better part of a week in a car in the hottest place on earth, when Henry returns to you he is dirty to say the least. In fact he’s so ripe it turns your brain feral. Henry shows you just how much he missed you in the garages of the ‘Driven To Extremes’ garage away from prying eyes.

Based on this filthy headcanon i added to a post a few days ago.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Female Reader (no race or size specified)

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Dirty Sex, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink, Raw/Primal Sex, Rough sex, choking/airplay, Cum Play, Hyperspermia.

Wordcount 1532

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Ripe

You knew Henry would be arriving back from the documentary trip within the hour, eager to see him after spending five days in a hotel on your own, just a novel and room service for company in an unfamiliar city. Dressing in a pale sundress that just brushed against your thighs you made your way to the meeting point at the garages where the 2nd camera crew would be setting up for the arrival back after the expedition across the desert. 

Waiting on the sidelines in the shade your heart skipped a beat when the dusty red trucks came into view, covered in a sheen of sand and sounding like they would barely make it along the road. Carefully jumping the kerb they pulled into the paved area as the crew filmed them, Henry and the rest of the team stepping out and grinning but your heart skipped a beat when you saw your man. 

Dirty didn’t cover it, the man was covered in five days of sweat and grime, his curls an unruly mess beneath his hat, five days worth of stubble adorning his chiseled features. As you stood your body clenched so hard you let out a whine, and it was enough to get Henry’s attention. Excusing himself from the endless rounds of photos, he slowly approached, and as he got closer you could see just how grubby he was. His face and neck had a sheen of sweat and dirt covering his skin, his shirt and cargo pants stained with salt perspiration tide marks and all manner of filth. As he got closer you could also smell him, the ripe pungency of his virility almost overwhelming as he stood before you;

“I so want to kiss you but i stink”

You were having a hard time controlling yourself. It was almost as if some primal part of your brain wanted him to take you right there and then. You were so aroused your stomach almost hurt from the way your womb was begging for Henry to fill it with his seed. When you did speak it was almost a growl and through gritted teeth;

“I don’t care… i need you Henry. Right. Fucking. Now”

It was almost as if a switch flipped in his brain, a dark smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, enough to expose the sharp points of his canine teeth. His eyes were hooded, pupils wide with lust as he could sense your arousal. Taking hold of your elbow he quickly steered you into the darkness of the garages, the crew having not bothered to venture back into the secluded workshops thanks to the cold beers that were being handed around outside. Pulling you into a grimy side office he quickly pushed the door shut before pushing you against it, his entire body pressing firmly to your soft curves. You were surrounded by his scent and your nostrils flared as you ran your hands down his chest, before your fingers found the button of his cargo pants. Without another word you fell to your knees, pressing your face against the stained cotton as his hardness pushed back at you.

“Honey? You sure you want to be that close… i haven’t seen a shower for five days…” he warned, concern fighting against desire in his deep voice.

Quickly unzipping him you pulled his pants and underwear down his legs, his dick hard and virile in front of you, standing proud from his thick patch of dark curls. Pulling as much spit into the centre of your mouth as you could, you spat on his length, working the liquid over his skin before grasping him firmly and pulling his shaft down before burying your face in his curls and inhaling deeply. You were now so aroused that your cunt was beyond soaking your panties, and had overflowed to your inner thighs leaving them slick and slippery. 

Pulling back you pumped him to full tumescence, working the foreskin back and forth over the wide mushroom head, before spitting again and coating the purple crown with your saliva, rubbing your thumb over the sensitive skin that earned you a keening whine from above. Large hands grasped your upper arms and pulled you to your feet, before Henry forcibly turned you and pushed you until your body was flat on the desk. He yanked your dress up to reveal your ass and your legs fell apart, exposing your soaked core, pressing his thumb against the now useless fabric as he ran it the length of your slit;

“So fucking wet for me. You like this, down and dirty? Ready for me to fuck you raw and leave you dripping?”

“Yes Henry, please…” you whined, your reply cut short by the sound of your underwear ripping, the fabric cutting into your hips where he pulled it tight only for the lace and stitching to relinquish to his power. A brief moment of clarity tugged at your mind; 

“Henry… condoms, in my purse” but your reply was silenced as with a grunt he thrust into you bare.

The shriek that erupted from your windpipe was muted by his palm wrapping around your throat, pushing his gnarled girth into your velvet walls, making them part for him even if you weren’t ready. 

He was so big, it was taking your breath away and bringing tears to your eyes, but your legs parted further and your back arched, your body presenting itself for him to push in even deeper. The sweat and grime on every inch of his skin make each push rough and abrasive, friction pulling against your inner flesh to the point where it felt like he was going to turn you inside out.

Any thoughts of protection were lost from your mind, the feral grunts and yelps filling the room were almost as overpowering as the ripe scent of your primal fucking. Henry’s hands gripped your hips so tight you were sure there would be bruises in your flesh, but as he drove into your sopping cunt repeatedly and with the virile power of a beast unleashed, he muttered your name like a mantra on his lips. Each thrust lifted your toes from the floor, until the only thing tethering you to reality was Henry as his coarse flesh split you in two.

Sweat ran down your back and into the crease of your ass, the salty essence mixing with Henry’s as your bodies chased release in the rhythmic slapping of skin on skin. Henry slipped his hand around your torso, harshly squeezing your breasts before pulling you flush with his chest, adding a smooth rocking motion to his hips as he continued to powerfully thrust up into your defiled body. His sharp teeth nipped at your ear;

“I’m gonna spend the next three days fucking this cunt raw… gonna fill you with my cum and make you an utter mess, then fill you again. Gonna bend you over every surface possible in that hotel room, fill your cunt over and over, your mouth too. Maybe even your ass....” 

Each sentence was interspersed with a thrust and a breathy pant; 

“No more condoms, i’m gonna feel you bare, feel your slick on my skin. I’ve spent four days in the hottest place on earth and all i wanted to do was come back and fill you with my dick. Gonna put a baby in you and show everyone that you’re mine”

Now both hands moved to your titties;

“Can’t wait to see these full of milk, round and leaking…” his hand splayed over your stomach; “Seeing you round with my kid, everyone knowing i’ve bred you and filled you with my seed”

“Oh fuck, Henry…” you were so close, Henry’s dirty dictation bringing you closer and closer to your peak.

As if sensing you were close he concentrated all his efforts on adding even more power behind each thrust, increasing his speed just the tiniest amount before your body finally relinquished control and you came with a stuttered cry, your voice hoarse from exertion. With one final groan Henry thrust into you and you felt his shaft swell before releasing potent his cum directly into your womb. 

For the longest moment he held you to his chest, his face buried in the crook of your neck as you both tried to catch your breath and bring your heart rate down to normal. In a quiet moment of clarity he spoke quiet;

“I missed you so damn much”

Turning your head you pressed a kiss to his sweaty brow;

“I missed you too. I love you Henry”

“I love you too”

He slowly pulled out of you, both of you wincing at the pull against raw skin. Henry stepped back and watched as a thick glob of his cum pooled at your battered hole before starting to descend down your leg;

“Ah-ah” he quickly scooped it up, before gently pushing it back into your battered cunt; “Close your legs Babe”

As you did he carefully pulled his fingers out, satisfied that you were filled with his seed; “C’mon, let's get back to the hotel, we both need a shower now”

[nighttimeebony]

Ten Tododeku headcanons part 5:

41. One of Shoto's first hints that he liked Izuku as more than a friend was during breakfast one morning. Shoto was at the table nursing a cup of tea when they all heard a loud thudding noise. They all turned at the sound and a second later, Izuku emerged from the door to the stairs with his hair unbelievably fucked and sporting the beginnings of a bruise on his forehead. When Shoto asks him what happened, Izuku sheepishly admits that he fell down the stairs. When Iida asks him why he even took the stairs in the first place because the elevator was perfectly functional, Izuku shrugs and just says "Good leg workout". While Bakugo slaps a hand to his forehead and Uraraka asks if he's okay, Shoto puzzles over the oddly fuzzy feeling in his chest and goes on to wonder if he's getting sick. (I imagine that Shoto's realization of his feelings for Izuku is at least 60% "I identify as moronsexual, and this is the moron in question".)

42. Shoto likes Izuku's voice. He likes the way it sounds and he enjoys listening to him ramble and mutter. He finds Izuku's voice soothing

43. I think that Izuku suffers from chronic pain in his right hand. Every so often, his hand will start to shake and he can't hold anything. It's beyond frustrating and Izuku does his best to hide the pain and shaking from his friends, but Shoto notices. Aizawa taught Izuku how to properly wrap his hand, and while it helped, it wasn't a cure-all, obviously. But Izuku quickly learned that heat actually helps to soothe the pain, and cue his temperature-wielding boyfriend. Shoto wastes no time becoming Izuku's personal heating pad, in a sense. At first, Izuku is hesitant because he doesn't want Shoto to worry because it's not that big of a deal, really! He's been through a lot worse than shaky hands. But he gradually gets more comfortable with admitting to his pain and asking for help, which in this case is really just a matter of holding Sho's left hand and letting the ensuing heat soothe the muscles and nerves in his own hand.

44. Izu and Sho are both intimately acquainted with loneliness in a way that no one else in their class is.

45. Because Shoto has difficulty with expressing and identifying his emotions, he likes the fact that Izuku is so unrestrained with his emotions. He's very open, expressive, and forthcoming about his feelings. And after living in a house full of people who suppressed their emotions until they violently boiled over, that kind of genuine expressiveness is much-needed and refreshing.

46. Izuku finds Shoto's calm demeanor incredibly comforting and relaxing. As someone with their emotional dial regularly turned up to eleven, that kind of calm evenness is appreciated and grounding, especially when Izuku's anxiety holds a trigger-happy finger over the buttons in his brain almost constantly.

47. Izuku has long-since been acquainted with his bisexuality. He's no stranger to having crushes, and is very comfortable in this one aspect of his life. Shoto, on the other hand, has never liked anyone before in his life and has a Sexuality Crisis™ when he gets to UA and starts crushing on Izuku.

48. Shouto thinks Izuku is fucking adorable. Shouto is especially weak for him in the mornings when Izuku's just woken up; when his hair is messier than usual, and his eyes are still dropping from sleep, and he's wearing shorts and an oversized hero hoodie (usually All Might themed)

49. One of my favorite things about Tododeku is just how much sense it would make. Obviously Shouto genuinely loves Izuku, but like of course Shouto would date the successor to the person his dad trained him to surpass, the same boy who openly opposed his father. Of fucking course Todoroki "I stole my father's credit card" Shouto would date someone that Endeavor blatantly disapproves of.

50. Izuku is definitely the more adventurous of the two, and more willing to step out of his comfort zone, while Shouto is content with routine unless pulled along by Izuku.

[goldenkirstein]

aot band! au headcanons pt. 1:

pt. two here

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pairing: jean x fem! reader, eren x fem! reader, zeke x fem! reader

wc: 1.2k+

cw: smut (18+ minors DNI), reader has female anatomy, manipulation/corruption, dumbification/incoherence, sorta dubcon (?), mentions of spit, cockwarming, unprotected sex, cursing, dirty talk, creampie/breeding, cumplay, degradation, perv! zeke.

a/n: okayyyyy, so im reposting this, because i didn't like it the first time i posted it lol. i added and cut out some things still don't know if i really like it. anyways, i tried my best with tagging everything, i really hope i didn't miss anything, if i did please let me know. this is my first time writing anything smutty, i'd love to hear any feedback or criticism !!

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smut under the cut

jean kirstein

Jean would play the electric guitar.

He wouldn't have any big tattoos but tiny stick and pokes, but when he takes off his shirt, there would be this giant, intricate tattoo that spans his entire back.

He wears thin white t-shirts that cling to his body when he gets all sweaty from performing or when he douses himself in water because the lights make it really hot on stage, babe. The shirt becomes practically see-through, and when he turns around, you can see the outline of the back tattoo. You swear he does it on purpose.

HIS HANDS, calloused from hours of practice, wears chunky silver rings that make his long fingers stand out. He keeps his ring finger empty, though (he's a romantic and a big ol’ softie).

When he's writing songs or can't figure out what chord would sound right, he plays with his rings. He takes them off, sliding them up and down his finger until he's satisfied and moves on to the others.

It drives him insane if he sees you singing along to his songs at the concerts. He'll smirk at you, opting for a quick wink, before getting back to performing.

After the show, he’ll pull you into his lap, in whatever empty room is available. He’ll have his hands on your hips, the cold rings contrasting against your hot skin.

His heart would be beating so fast, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He just got off stage, and here you are, grinding down on the growing bulge in his pants, driving him crazy.

On most days, he liked it when you would fuck him post-show, sliding your skirt up and sink down on his cock.

He loved watching you fuck yourself dumb around him, tits bouncing in his face, head thrown back in pleasure. His cock would reduce you into an incoherent blubbering mess. The only thing making sense was the way you were chanting his name like a prayer.

this fucker would love to whisper the most filthy things in your ear, “you’re making such a mess around my cock, petal. You’re gonna be a good slut and clean it up after, right?”

when he’s about to cum, he turns into an absolute mess. He gets super whimpery and will hold you close to his chest as he dumps his load in you. He stays like that for a while, watching as his cum drips out of your cunt and down his dick.

He doesn’t let you get off his cock, partly because he’s so sensitive and partly because he secretly wants to stuff you full of his babies.

after he’s calmed down a bit, he’ll open his eyes and run a hand through his hair, letting out a small chuckle, “shit, baby, you keep fucking me like that and I might just have to put a ring around that finger.”

eren yeager

plays bass and is on vocals

he has a sleeve on one arm, and the other one is empty. It's pretty cohesive, and the pieces link together-think American traditional; he takes great pride in his tattoos. After all, they're pieces of art on his body.

He likes showing off on stage. He’ll take off his shirt and throw it into the crowd, and he loves hearing the screams that ensue afterwards.

Always the performer; he’ll walk off the stage and stand on the rails, getting the people in the crowd to run their hands down his sweat-slicked torso. It’s another crowd favourite.

he wears rings too, and his favourite thing to do is to get you to pull them off his fingers using your mouth. He has to coax you into each time, “I can’t pull them off by myself; they’re too tight, need your help, angel.” He just likes having you suck on his fingers; he won’t tell you that, though.

He likes the attention from the fans, but he mainly does it to get you hot and bothered. Eren stares at you while strangers are practically grabbing at him. It’s a game for him. Figure out just how many ways he can get to you.

you always avoid him after the shows, in a way to tell him that you're not impressed by the stunts he pulls.

As much as you try to run and hide, he always finds you. He’ll come up from behind, hands on your waist; you don’t need to see him to know that he’s got that Cheshire cat grin on his face.

Try to escape from his grip, and it’ll only get tighter, “what’d you think of my little performance, princess? Did it make you weak in the knees?”

He loves pushing your buttons, does everything to get a reaction out of you, try all you might, the night always ends the same way, you bent over his dressing room table, skirt lifted, panties to the side, and him fucking ruthlessly into you from behind.

the stoic front you put up would be practically erased from the way his cock slides in and out of your spongy walls, hitting that sweet spot over and over again.

He loves hearing you beg for him; he wants to listen to the vulgar words fall from your mouth, wants to have you begging him to let you cum, pleading for him to cum in your pussy.

He’ll tease you endlessly, “what’s that angel? If you want my cum so bad, you gotta beg better than that.” In the end, he always gives in, also liking the way his seed drips out of your pulsating hole.

Before any can drip down your thighs, he’ll slide back your panties, straighten out your skirt and send you off, saying that, “it’s for later, for when you try fingering that pretty little pussy, you’ll always have a reminder of who owns it.”

Bonus: tour manager! zeke yeager:

tour manager zeke, who watches the shows from the venue’s back, keeping his eyes trained on you.

Tour manager zeke who has a reputation for being a sleazebag, a cheapskate and vile to women.

Tour manager zeke, who watches as you stay back after each show to clean up, smiling ever so sweetly at him, “no mr. yeager, I really don’t mind helping out. It’s the least I can do.”

tour manager zeke, who can’t help think of shameful things when you bend over to pick up the crumpled posters, his eyes that linger a little too long at the swell of your pert ass.

Tour manager zeke thinks about how your mouth would feel around his cock, how your eyes would tear up as he pushed your head further and further down his cock. How pretty you would look with spit and cum coating that sweet face of yours.

Tour manager zeke, who has always been kind to you, offering to take you home for the night, telling you how cute you look and how he can’t believe you’re over 18.

Tour manager zeke wants to defile you and make you his, ruin you so that you can only get off from his cock and no one else’s.

Tour manager zeke wants to teach you how to suck dick, how to ride, how to fuck.

Tour manager zeke, who treats you so nicely, putting false notions in your mind so you can let your guard down around him, hoping that one day he can shape you into his plaything.

a/n: hope the smut sounded right this time around lmao, i might scrap it in the morning again idek yet, just wanted to see if i could even write smut.

I am working on the second part of somewhere only we know !! thank you for all the love on that.

if this does well, i'd love to do a part two to this with armin, mikasa and connie, please let me know if that is something you would be interested in !!

as always, if you enjoyed, leave a like/reblog, i truly appreciate it <33

[uwuwriting]

What did I miss? w/ Hawks and Dabi

Request: Okay so hear me out: Hawks’ and Dabi’s s/o (as separate headcanons, or you can just choose one) is also a pro hero/villain and the lads think she died or something and they just become enraged and they’re so distressed (and the ending is soft because she’s okay and maybe they cry) I love your writing, I hope you have a nice day! -🐍

Lol I had a similar request some time ago for our younger boys which I never got around to doing because I’m bad at fulfilling requests and following orders lol. This will be both hilarious and angsty. Well hilarious if you have my sense of humour otherwise I’ll have to add cricket sounds. Okay maybe its not that funny but oh well, it didn’t make me cry at least. Love ya. 💖💖💖

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rules

warnings: angst and fluff, mentions of injury and death, swearing. 

Hawks/ Keigo Takami 

-Having two winged heroes on patrol always kinda led to disaster. 

-You both would race each other to your randevouz points or you would mock each other about your wing span. 

- “You know what they say about your wing span? The bigger the wings well....the bigger the assets.” 

-You had bigger wings then him just for a few centimeters but you rubbed it in his face all the time. 

- “Why am I in love with you again?” 

-It really bothers him bc you keep saying he has a smaller dick than you....and you don’t have a dick so.....yeah....anyways. 

-You were on patrol once again, goofing around on a rooftop.

 -It was late at night and you could be a little more handsy since there were’t many possibilities someone could walk in on you. 

-Keeping your relationship a secret is hard and baby can keep his hands to himself for so long until he breaks. 

-Suddenly out of nowhere you started hearing screams and cries for help. 

-Keigo didn’t even get a chance to say anything before you were flying towards the building that was on FIRE. 

-Dashing right after you he entered the building nad he was half expecting to see you there in the entrance, but he saw no one, only a large chunk of flaming wood etched into the mahogony floor. 

-His mind immediately went to the worst scenario possible; it was like he couldn’t control his own thoughts.

-But right then, when his panic was beginning to surface, he heard you calling out for him. 

-The rescue of the residents took around half an hour and it got harder and harder as time went on. 

-The fire was getting out of control and was getting harder to locate everyone.

 -One apartment was left in the end and you could here crying coming from inside. 

-The fire was basically licking at your boots at this point but you weren’t about to let someone burn. 

- “Get those last two outside and I’ll meet you at the rooftop across the street.” 

- “Y/N-”

- “Keigo GO! I promise I’ll meet you outside.” 

-And that was the last thing he heard from you that night. 

-He did as he was told, he got the last two people out of the building and soon after them a toddler was carried out of the building. 

-He waited for you to come out next but you never came. 

-The flames licked at the sky, their tips seeming to be touching the moon. 

-The roof collapsed in on itself making the rescue teams to back away as they looked in horror as the whole flat came crumbling down. 

- “SHE’S IN THERE!” 

-HE doesn’t remember much from that night. 

-He knows he went back inside or at least tried to get past the debris. 

-He remembers seeing the color of your wings, that beautiful white, peeking out from under a fallen beam. 

-He remembers the upper floor almost crashing him as he tried to get you out and then nothing. 

-He woke up in a hospital bed, dressed in one of those white robes his whole body screaming at him not to move. 

-If he was being honest he forgot for a moment the events of the previous night and he was expecting to find you sleeping on the chair next to his bed, your hand in his just like you had done so many times before. 

-But you weren’t there and then everything came pouring in. 

-Frantically he got up and he reached for the door, yanking it open and coming face to face with a doctor. 

- “Where is she?” 

- “Sir you should be in bed, you injuries-” 

- “goddammit WHERE IS SHE?”

-His outburst had attracted some of the nurses but he couldn’t care less about his image right now. 

-Where you gone? But he remembers getting you out from under those fallen stairs. Maybe you were already dead when he reached you. 

-No no no you had promised ot find him outside, you had told him so. That’s why he left, that’s why he did as you said. What was he supposed to do now? Without you here what is he supposed to do?

-Everything was muffled out, the ringing in his ears being to loud to allow him to focus on anything else. 

-His breaths came out shallow as his head swam with thoughts. 

-You couldn’t be gone you just couldn’t he had so much he wanted to do with you, so many things planned you couldn’t-

- “Keigo?”

-He turned around slowly. 

-At first he thought he was dreaming, your voice always seemed to soothe him when he was destressed. 

-But then his eyes landed on you all bandaged up and sporting crutches. 

-You were hurt but you were alive, you were here, you were alright.

- “What did I miss birdbrain?”

-He launched himself at you bringing you flush to his chest as he silently cried. 

-He let a few I love yous slip past his lips before you both entered the privacy of his hospital room. 

-Neither of you spoke for a long time. 

-You just held each other as tightly as your stitches would allow before letting all the tears fall. 

- “I’m here, we’re alright.”

Dabi

-You had been sent out on a mission on your own. 

-Dabi had tried to convince Shiggy to let him go with you but he refused. 

- “I’m not sending you on this one with her. She is the best suited for this job and I’m not letting you mess it up just for your fuck buddy.”

-Shiggy really knows how to push Dabis’ buttons and if you ask me Dabi makes it easy at times. 

-They were a pain in the ass. 

-I mean you are going out on a mission let a girl get prepared in peace.

-Before they could set each other on fire and then dissolve into dust you dragged Dabi away telling Shiggy that you would be going soon. 

- “Really Dabi at times I doubt if you trust me at all.” 

- “It’s not that I don’t trust you dumbass. I just dontwantyoutogethurt.”

-Legit you didn’t hear anything he said but you had an inkling.

- “Oh what was that?”

- “I’m not saying it again.”

- “Here I am going out on a dangerous mission and you won’t even grant me one wish...how cruel.”

-He ended up saying it again but really really begrudgingly. 

- “I’ll be back before you know it, okay?” 

-You kissed his nose then his lips and let out a small I love you before heading down to the bar and getting the last info from Kurogiri. 

-Now Dabi likes to see himself as a very heartless and stone cold individual. 

-But you always were the exception to his behaviors so he couldn’t help but admit that he was worried. 

-The mission was supposed to take three days plus one for you to return. 

-It was still day two and he was ready to pull his hair out. 

-But he promised you that he wouldn’t go out to search for you unless you have been gone for a week or more. 

-So he just waited in agony.

-The moment though that you weren’t back in a week as you said you would be he went into a silent panic. 

-He wanted to be nonchalant about it at first, just casually bringing up your whereabouts in convos with the league or asking Kurogiri of any mission reports from your end. 

-Always came up with nothing. 

-They had lost track of you two days ago and your last contact was yesterday. 

-Now he was sure going to come after you. 

-And no one could stop him. 

-He knew you were strong and that you could handle yourself better than anyone in the league but he couldn’t stop himself from going after you. 

-He had learned from Shiggy that the group you had targeted had a soft spot for torture if they caught someone in their territory.

-His mind of course went first to the worst case scenario, his pessimistc nature getting the better of him as flashes of you hurt on the floor of some basement ran throough his head.  

-It didn’t take him long to reach your randevouz spot, mainly bc he was driving around Tokyo like a maniac. 

-He entered the small house that was marked as you target and the first thing he was met with was blood. 

-It was on the walls and on the floor and he couldn’t tell if this was yours or it was someone elses. 

-Then he heard suffling from a closet nearby. 

-It was a low scratching noise coming from the closet in the far back. 

-He slowly approached it, his left arm letting small blue flames lick his fingertips as he opened the door. 

-And then his heart dropped. 

-Tumbling out of the closets’ interior was you, bloddied and bruised your arms barely keeping you propped up as you landed on the floor. 

-He didn’t miss a beat. 

-He scooped you up, moving stray hairs from your eyes as you barely kept them open.

-Your lip was split and you had a huge bruise right under your left eye. 

- “Hey there baby.”

- “What the fuck happened Y/N?”

-You cringed as he moved his arms under your back, the pain being too much even for you. 

- “They were waiting for me. I sent a message to Shiggy saying that I was coming back but he insisted I finish this. I managed to kill the leader but some of his rookies got to me.”

-He didn’t take you to the hideout. 

-Oh no.

-If he had done that then there would be no Shiggy to lead them and there would’ve been a large fire in that area. 

-He rented a room in a nearby motel. 

-He let you rest while he went out and got you some disinfectants and bandages. 

-Really when he was cleaning you up, if his tear ducts worked properly he would’ve cried. 

-You woke up at some point while he was finishing up and you could feel his trembling and his silent sobs. 

-You wrapped him in a hug, squeezing him as much as you could as you let your tears wet his t-shirt. 

-His hands went up and down your sides and back, pulling you into his lap as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. 

- “I’m alright, see? That’s my heart beat.” 

-You placed one of his palms over your heart in hopes that the subtle thud would calm him down. 

-He really loves you and he won’t let anything happen to you ever again. 

-Even if it kills him. 

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