#kanda headcanons

[yurki-posts]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!!!!

TAKE MY ROB AND TAWOG HEADCANONS NOW

*runs away*

[crumbingmask]

Thinking about this Kanda smile. That this is the kind of expression he’d have when seeing Allen get older, and being able to do so alongside him. 20’s, 30’s, 40’s and so on. It’s almost the sweetest form of a reality check for him. Because he was so convinced Allen and him would die earlier. Even before they had any form of history between them, Allen was a doomed martyr and Kanda himself a quickly draining hourglass.

But then they survived. He saved him. They have a life together.

So now he has this smile. A tender expression that shows Kanda can’t even pretend that he isn’t completely enamored with the beansprout these days.

[lotusgrieved]

returning from my regularly scheduled hibernation bc it's ALMA'S FAVORITE HOLIDAY !!!! AND we've been blessed with new art 😭

[akirayuri]

HOLD UP

HOLD FUCKING UP

Alma survives.

Alma fucking survives and joins Kanda in his quest to find a certain damned bean sprout and he is now pretty darn borderline obsessed with the white head kid who jumped head first inbetween a death match ( between Alma and Kanda, I mean ), cried on their behalf and then throw them outta the north American branch in the price of his own freedom. Who's name he doesn't know yet, mind you.

So when Allen starts throwing a fit after they do find him, he realises that not only Kanda will go to unthinkable lengths to make sure he doesn't fucking run away and does something stupid but also he has Alma literally breathing down his neck.

I'm screwed

Is what Allen can only think of when he has Alma smiling down at him sweetly as if he isn't pinning him down in the bed and looming over him with his bigger body with Kanda off all people staring at him with that look, hovering over just around the head of the bed.

I will leave it here

I low-key want Alma and Kanda to brat tame Allen aka takeing turns on fucking him senceless

[greenapplebling]

Fandom when they see a very masculine character but he happens to have a pretty face and long hair: Transfem

Fandom when they see a very feminine character but she happens to be ripped/her body build happens to look more masculine: Transmasc

U-uhm...

[alienaiver]

Kanda foe the headcanons game! 🌷

omg tori im so happy you sent him in, i was hoping so bad you'd see the game !!!! ✨ im sorry abt the delay<!!!33333 these are like, half-modern au kinda, since some of the questions doesn't really translate to the 19th century LMAo

Songs on his iPod: i think despite his tough-no-feelings demeanor, he really does like songs where the lyrics resonate with him, or put words into feelings he can't articulate well himself. its NOT emo or angsty tho, claims the angsty emo.

rootless tree - damien rice my demons - starset sacrifice - zella day (sobbing i actually made a kanda amv with this song once....) (these are all from my kanda playlist. im probably biased LMAO)

The one place they fall asleep – where they’re not supposed to: kanda's very reserved with rest. its only in his bedroom with a locked door unless you or alma are there. its too vulnerable and private if not. he fell asleep in a cafe with you once, which was silly, but he'd been overworking himself and your shoulder was right there

The game they’d destroy everyone else at: im so sorry, but kanda's entire personality in regards to video games is just: skill issue. he doesn't wanna waste his time learning how to fight in a dumb game when he can just as easily cut your throat irl no problem. though if ever convinced, hes flexible enough to beat everyone at twister

The emoticon they’d use most often: 🖕. (if he ever bothers)

What they act like when they haven’t had enough sleep: he's actually kinder, somehow. not like, allen's mask polite, but he's less bite-y and easy to anger. his baseline is too little sleep generally, but when he goes beyond even that limit, hes too sleepy to fight about every little thing, which translates as sudden kindness.

Their preferred hot beverage on really cold nights or mornings: green tea, always

How they like to comfort/care for themselves in a slump: kanda likes to throw his head aggressively onto your lap and lie there with a scowl until you coax his problem out through his grunts. you ask questions and when you've figured it out, you help him process it

What they wanted to be when they grew up: he thought itd be punk-rock to own his own store. he didnt know what it entailed, but once he was in a independent store with tiedoll and he explained why it wasnt like [insert chain] and when kanda said, "so, basically you're your own boss completely?" and tiedoll nodded he thought.. fuck yea. but what? what type of store, you ask? fuck if he knows or cares

Their favorite kind of weather: summer blue skies with those big, cumulonimbus clouds!

Thoughts on their singing voice: he can sing, and he's good at it, too. he's only shown it once, to prove to allen that "singing's not that hard, dumbass. anyone can do it." he's well aware not everyone can, but he liked gloating when he pulled out an angelic deep timbre in front of the friend group. if he sometimes randomly starts smiling menacingly, just know he's thinking of that memory

How/what they like to draw or doodle: hes the type to just write words in cool fonts or styles. especially swear words LMAO

these were so fun omg,,,,, hes so edgy im sorry but im also really not

send me a character and ill fill out these headcanons

[autumnmobile12]

Inktober Day 15: Yuu and Alma

I couldn't very well do Inktober without a Yuulma fanart.

[commytator]

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[dragons-of-ara]

So I decided to re-watch D.Gray Man and my partner was watching it with me. They immediately thought that Kanda was a trans man who was binding.

[0rainy0muses0]

⛧ Allen Walker Tag Drop ⛧

⛧ IC,⛧ Crown Clown: Allen Walker,⛧ Verse: Pierrot Prince ~ Main,⛧ Verse: Juggling Jester.⛧ Verse: Haunted Harlequin,⛧ OOC,⛧ Aesthetic,⛧ Asks,⛧ Character Analysis,⛧ Crack,⛧ Dollmakers,⛧ Headcanons,⛧ Memes,⛧ Music,⛧ Musings,⛧ Visage,⛧ Writing, ⛧ Bakanda: Yu Kanda,⛧ Dark Boots: Lenalee Lee,⛧ Hammer Time: Lavi,⛧ Babysitter: Howard Link,⛧ Master: Cross Marian,⛧ Best Buddy: Timcanpy,⛧ Father: Mana,⛧ Dark Side: Nea,⛧ Nemesis: Millennium Earl,⛧ Pleasure: Tyki Mikk,⛧ Dreams: Road Kamelot

[kandasdog]

Okay, okay so imagine me like this: in a desert, there is even a sandstorm (cuz I like being dramatic and shiii) and I'm dying of thirst. This post is actually the oasis I was looking for. When I’m on my death bed, y’all better bring this piece of art for me to read it in my last minutes of living, I will even negotiate with death for extra time — don’t even need to do that actually, we will be reading it together as we have tears in our eyes like in a family movie. I’m about to do even a powerpoint about this. I’m ascending. The world is healing, there is hope! 🙏🤲God might exist🙏🤲, flowers are blooming, I see myself having a family in the future and a good income. I feel motivated to live again.

If this has 100 million fans, I’m one of them. If this has 10 fans, I’m one of them. If this has 0 fans IT MEANS I DIED IN A BRUTAL CAR ACCIDENT IN MISSISSIPPI!!!!!

Do you write nsfw? If you do could you write something about kanda and his s.o’s first time?

NOTE: spoke with requester, as per their request, this will be Kanda x Female reader

Do I write NSFW? Do I breathe air??? ? I freakin’ love writing smut. But I especially love writing Kanda smut. I have a LOT of headcanons when it comes to sexually-active Kanda. You have no idea what kind of Pandora’s box you’ve opened by requesting this!! xD All jokes aside, I hope you enjoy!! Also, I want to apologize for this taking forever. It was a hectic fews week.

WARNING: lemony goodness is ahead.

Venice's festival looked like a lot of fun from the window from the Inn. The sun was low overhead as it began its descent into darkness for the evening but that did not stop the raging civilians with their music and their dancing and their drinking. The motley crew of Exorcists that made up your team for this mission had been invited to attend. For Kanda, as expected, it had been a resounding "no". You claimed exhaustion from your travels and battles as explanation for your much more polite "no thank you". Lavi and Allen had accepted the invitation, though they hadn't spared the wiggling eyebrows and cocky smirks and knowing eyes before they left.

You had gone straight to the room the swordsman shared with the other boys. Why wouldn't you have? When was the last time you had had the chance to be truly alone with the man you had found yourself captivated by? No other Exorcists or Order personnel or akuma present to interrupt you. Just you and Kanda.

And that was how you had found yourself straddling Kanda’s legs as the pair of you sat on his bed. 

His lips were against yours, his tongue in an exotic dance with your own. Both of you had discarded your shirts at some point, leaving his chest bare for your hands to gingerly explore. His hands grazed up and down your sides, the tips of his fingers an intermittent bare whisper against the underside of your breasts. You could feel the hardened length in his pants pressing into your lower abdomen and it made some liquid heat pool deep within your core.

This was the furthest you had ever gotten, and if he was interested, you fully intended to take it as far as you could tonight with him.

“Kanda.” You panted against his lips before pulling your head back. When you opened your eyes, you found his to be open and watching you. You unconsciously bit your lip at the sight before you; Yu Kanda, swordsman Exorcist to the stars, with a faint blush and a darkness glazed over his eyes. 

You were sure that it was the sexiest thing you had ever seen.

“Do you want to…?” Your voice trailed off and your eyes lowered. 

“Do you?” He asked, his voice huskier than usual. 

You nodded. 

Through your lashes, you saw his blush deepen into a shining ruby. “I don’t know...I’ve never…” He was speaking more slowly than you were used to, like he was struggling with what to say. He looked as though he were completely embarrassed.

You couldn’t stop the bubbling laughter that built in your chest and spilled past your lips. 

But the laughter died immediately when you saw the way his eyes narrowed and his lips twisted into a scowl.

“Don’t laugh at me.” He growled and pushed his hands against your shoulders to shove you off of his lap.

You landed back on the bed and as you wiped the tears from your eyes, you saw it. Kanda wasn’t angry, no, the anger was just his mask to what was actually brimming in his eyes: hurt and shame.

“I’m not laughing at you, idiot.” You climbed back up and re-positioned yourself into his lap, pressing your chest against his, batting away his hands when he tried to shove you again. “I’m laughing because I don’t know what the Hell I’m doing either.” When his eyes widened just a fraction, you pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. “But if you want, I’m happy to try to figure it out with you. Together.” 

“Fine.” He grumbled, but he leaned forward to kiss you again. This time, you reached your hands up to the tie in his hair and undid it, letting your fingers revel in the silky tresses that now fell freely down his back like spilled ink.

He was impatient, but then again, when wasn’t he? Kanda moved his lithe frame to twist you both around before pushing you so that you were lying flat on your back. He rested on his knees and elbows above you.

His hand was grazing your side and resting against the side of your breast. When he pulled his head back, you nodded to him.

With a deft hand, he undid the wrap you kept around your chest. The cool breeze of the room hit the freshly exposed skin and your gasp was soft. 

Kanda sat back, resting his bottom on his heels as he looked over your body then. Huh. Lavi and some of the others had always been excited about seeing beautiful women, especially their breasts. He could hear the idiot yelling, “Strike!~” now just thinking of it. He had never entirely understood the excitement; he was able to recognize when people were attractive, but it wasn’t something he had ever been interested in before.

But seeing you below him, skin lightly flushed, pert breasts exposed, he understood it now.

His pants were suddenly, feeling very, very tight.

You murmured his name, snapping him from his daze, and he leaned forward to press a kiss to your lips before his own began to wander, first running along your jaw and then down the smooth column of your throat. Your breath hitched in anticipation. 

Kanda had no real idea what he was doing, or what he was supposed to do, so he let his body move itself on blind instinct. He found him presently surprised when it seemed to be working. When his lips found the rosy tips of your breasts, lightning bolts of pleasure speared themselves into his core at the found of you moaning his name.

His tongue lapped gingerly at one nipple while he brought fingers to fiddle with the other. Your back arched of its own volition, pushing you closer to him. The pleasure was a heady intoxication. 

When you moaned his name he let his mouth work its way back up to your lips. You returned the kiss with more fervor than either of you had ever felt. You ran your fingertips along the line of his waistband and you felt him shudder under your touch. Emboldened by his reaction, you began to fumble with the buckle of his belt. You're brows furrowed and you lost your rhythm in the kiss when your fingers couldn't get it undone.

Kanda pulled back and sat up so that he still leaned over you some but could still balance enough that he didn't topple over on top of you. And you were hit with a rare sight then: Kanda was smiling. Well, smiling wasn't the right word. He was smirking. You'd only ever caught him pulling his lips like that in the heat of battle. Now he was doing it for you. Though you hadn't thought it possible, the realization made your heart beat even faster in your chest.

With his belt undid he undid the button and zipper of his pants. He shimmied off of the bed and you sat up, biting down on your bottom lip in anticipation. 

Kanda slid his pants down and kicked them off haphazardly. That's when you became aware that he wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

Nothing.

Catching your widened eyes, Kanda's face flushed. "Lavi took them." He muttered.

It took a few seconds for your brain to understand what he had said. When it did, your head fell back as a laugh escaped your lips. "Well," you smiled at him then, feeling heat pool in your belly when you let your eyes roam over Kanda’s naked form. "I guess I owe Lavi my eternal gratitude."

You had always known that Kanda was good-looking; everybody did. He had the prettiest face and the most beautiful hair and you knew that he was fit and trim and just the right amount of muscular. You had seen him shirtless enough to know this. Even clothed, while his clothing was never too tight, it had always been tailored just right to let you know. 

But seeing him fully nude left your mouth dry. His body...it looked like God had descended from Heaven to sculpt it with the finest marble. It was so smooth and lithe and fit and wow, it was distracting. You could spend the rest of the night just staring at it.

But you were on a mission here, so you forced yourself to stay focused on the task at hand. 

"Kanda." You murmured then, surprised by how husky your own voice had gone. "Come here." You held out your hand to him and he took it and came back up to the bed. He leaned forward and gave your lips a chaste kiss before he brought his deft fingers to the button of your pants. You felt your nerves hum with some delirious combination of anxiety and excitement. Yu Kanda, swordsman Exorcist extraordinaire, was taking your pants off to have sex with you. You were the luckiest girl in the world.

He tossed your pants just as haphazardly as he had his own, and you didn't have a chance to complain about the cool air hitting the smooth skin of your legs before he was on top of you again. His lips were at your throat and you moaned and tilted your head to give him more access.

When his fingers began to fiddle with one of your nipples, you sucked in a sharp breath as pleasure shot straight into your spine. Feeling daring, you let one of your hands wander over the smooth expanse of his chest and then grazed your fingers down his abdomen. He squirmed and grunted at that and both of your eyes widened in sync. His face went red once more at your laughter. Yu Kanda was ticklish. Neither of you had seen that coming.

Kanda pinched your nipple a little harder right as he bit into your throat, not hard enough to break skin, but not gentle enough that it didn't hurt. 

At your gasp, he lifted his head so that his darkened eyes were hot on yours. "Don't. Laugh." He grit out.

You only smiled at that. Even in the midst of losing his virginity, Kanda was just so Kanda that it made a warmth blossom in your chest. You ignored his glare and let your hand venture further down until it wrapped around the shaft of his hardened cock. He let out a strangled gasp at your touch and buried his head into the crook of your neck. "[Y/n]...." He murmured.

You began to move your hand. He hissed and placed his hand over yours and pried your fingers to loosen your grip a little. "Like this." He mumbled, face red and very obviously avoiding your gaze as he guided your hand into stroking him properly.

You could feel that his breathing had gone heavy against you and if you were reading it correctly, it sounded like he was fighting back moans that were trying to escape his lips with your ministrations. 

"Should I…?" His hips were involuntarily beginning to buck in your hold and his hand had wandered down to the line of your panties.

Seeing Kanda slowly becoming undone was, without a doubt, the most exotic thing you had ever seen. "Please." You moaned the word out and if you hadn't been so overwhelmed, you might have been surprised by how absolutely wanton you sounded.

He brought his lips to yours and once again, it fell apart almost immediately, becoming little more than teeth and tongue. He let an index finger run down your slit over your panties and you gasped into his mouth, your hips bucking up into his reflexively. Emboldened by your response, he let his hand dip down into your panties then. He ran his finger down your slit, with no fabric to buffer it this time, and Kanda moaned into the kiss when he felt how wet you were.

"K-Kanda." You stammered against his lips. You had no idea what exactly it was you wanted, you just knew, more.

He stroked you a few more times before he slowly pushed a finger in. Your back arched at that. The hand on his cock faltered and the hand you had wrapped around his bicep tightened, leaving crescent indents in his skin.

He pulled back and your eyes met. It took you a second, but you realized then he was asking for guidance. 

"L-Like this." You blushed and the hand on his arm moved to go over his, like he had done for you earlier. You weren't a hundred percent sure what he was supposed to do, but you had explored yourself enough in the past to have a basic idea.

You guided his hand so that it thrust his finger in and out. Your breath came out ragged at the sensation. Kanda's hand felt a lot different than your own. 

When you let go of his hand, he went to continue the movements, but his hand had slipped just the slightest and his thumb brushed across you in exactly the right spot. Your hips bucked hard at that and you whimpered his name.

You vaguely saw him blink at that. He had no idea what had happened. When you asked him to do that again, he did so and smirked when you had the exact same response.

His thumb rubbed over your clit in small circles while he fucked you with his finger and you felt pleasure beginning to coil itself tightly in your core. When he pushed another finger in, and then eventually a third, his name became a mantra on your lips. 

His breathing had also gone ragged and his hips were thrusting his cock into your hands just as desperately as yours were.

"Kanda, please." It came out as a whine and you didn't care. "I want you." You breathed out. 

He withdrew his fingers and despite your request for him to do so, you whimpered at the sudden emptiness. He positioned himself all the way over you, balancing himself on his knees and forearms over you. His lips met yours in desperation and your hands wound like vices into his hair. Your heart was pounding like that of a wild animal's in your chest with the knowledge of what was coming.

Kanda must have sensed this and forced himself to slow down. His lips and tongue began to move more languidly with yours, moving more like a lazy cat stretching than the wild tiger that had been there only moments ago. He rested an open palm against your cheek and you felt his hand shake ever so lightly, a reminder that he was nervous as well. It was the reassurance you needed and honestly, seeing Kanda nervous about sex was kind of adorable, though you wouldn't say it aloud or else you knew he'd be penetrating you with his other sword as a result, and that would be a lot less fun.

"Please, Kanda." You murmured against his lips.

He lined himself up and began to push in slowly. His body shook with the effort it was taking to restrain himself from slamming his hips forward because holy fuck he had not been prepared for it to feel this good. Kanda understood logically that sex was supposed to feel good, but actually having your hot, wet body clamping down on his cock was an entirely new sensation he never could have dreamed of. "Fuck." He murmured against your lips before drawing back on shaking arms to study you, to check for any signs of discomfort.

You took a deep breath. Though it wasn't as bad as the rumors had told you it would be, there was obvious discomfort. You had never been stretched this much or so filled to the brim. It was a strange feeling and more uncomfortable than it was painful. You looked up at Kanda and felt your heart flutter; he was watching you intently through heavy lids, his teeth were grit with the strain that staying still was wracking on his body. On the outside, Kanda was cold and aloof and impassive to all those he encountered. On the inside, he wasn't much different. But right this moment, you were seeing a very small part of him that you doubted anybody had ever seen before: a caring, loving side. 

That awareness was all the motivation you needed. You murmured his name then and bucked your hips into his as if to say "it's okay, go ahead" which only resulted in his eyes going comically wide and a strangled gasp leaving his mouth. At your smile he shook his head and brought his lips to your throat and slowly began to cant his hips. His lips, which had been smooth and graceful before were now discordant and messy and he ended up biting down a lot more than he meant to, something that, to your surprise you quite enjoyed. 

It didn't take very long for the discomfort to give way to pleasure. While it had originally been strange to be so filled with Kanda, you quickly found yourself liking the feeling. Everything about him was overwhelming it this instant; the scent of him: plain soap with a hint of fresh cut herbs that you knew was just him, the feeling of him biting onto your neck and shoulder and then immediately soothing the wounds with his tongue and lips, the way his hair fell around the two of you like a midnight’s sky curtain and was soft and smooth against your arms, and most importantly, his cock smoothly gliding in and out of you.

"Faster." You requested in a moan.

"Thank God." He muttered and you threw your head back as some noise that was a combination of a laugh and a moan spilled from your lips. And you were pleased to find that he was serious in his delight because he immediately pulled out almost all the way and then slammed himself back into the hilt, resulting in the coil of pleasure in your belly to begin to compress once more.

His hips moved faster now and his lips were erratic and everywhere. You found that you liked it best when he nestled his head next to yours and nipped sloppily at your ear. While he wasn't particularly vocal in bed, a fact that came as no surprise to you, his breathing was coming out in pants with the occasional groan and it sent chills up your spine.

He reached an arm down and hooked it under your knee and brought your leg up until it rested over his shoulder. The changed angle had him ramming into a spot you didn’t even know existed and it was so good you didn’t know how you didn’t fall apart immediately.

You didn't notice immediately how hard your nails were raking into the skin of his back and if he noticed, he wasn't saying anything. 

You did your best to move your hips in time with his but he was quickly beginning to lose himself and his thrusts came so quickly you couldn't keep up.

"Come." Sensing that you were close, he growled the word into your ear. Kanda had always been on the bossier side, something that usually annoyed you, but this command sent a shiver up your spine and you were helpless to do anything but comply.

The coil that had been compressing itself in your lower abdomen exploded, leaving you with stars in your eyes and a cry of his name from your lips as your orgasm speared through you.

His lips met yours and once again the kiss was sloppy and messy and desperate as the clenching from your orgasm threw Kanda over the ledge to soar with you. His hips stilled then, with his cock buried to the hilt, as he spilled his orgasm into you.

He collapsed on you then, and thanks to the daze that graced you, his weight wasn’t bothersome. In fact, you could probably be comfortable lying under him forever like this, you decided. With him lying against you like this, you could feel that his chest was heaving and his heart was also going so fast that it was a wonder it didn’t burst, in the exact same ways that yours was.

“Hey Kanda?” You asked softly, running your fingers through his hair gently.

When you only got a grunt for a response, you couldn’t help but chuckle. “I have a serious question. Well, two of them.”

He let his head lull to the side against your shoulder then so he could eye you. He narrowed his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy and his eyes themselves appeared to be glazed. 

“You didn’t use protection.”

Kanda thought for a moment and then lazily shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t think I can have kids.” He answered softly but then his brows furrowed as he went deep into thought for a moment. “I don’t think so. Fuck.” Then he grimaced. “I should probably talk to Komui. I’m going to regret it.”

You laughed and kissed his forehead. “We can talk to him together?” 

“That might be worse.” 

“Probably, but still, I’ll suffer with you. It’s only fair.”

“Fine. Next question?” He stifled a yawn before pulling himself out of you and rolling onto his side next to you.

You involuntarily whimpered at the sudden emptiness and he smirked. “So you know how you heal super fast and stuff?”

He raised a brow. He rolled his shoulders where they burned from your nails, though the marks were already fading. 

“How’s your stamina?”

“Exceptional. Again, why?”

You rolled over until you were on top of him. “Because I’d like to go for round two if you’re up for it.”

He shifted his hips and you felt his hardened cock against your core. Your eyes widened and your head fell back with a laugh.

♡♡♡

Allen had Lavi’s arm slung over his shoulder as he led him up the stairs. The redhead had had entirely too much to drink. Not so much that he was losing consciousness, but just enough that he struggled to stay upright on his own and his words came out slurred and just the smallest bit garbled.

When they entered their room, Allen was quick to drop Lavi into his bed. 

Allen was changing into his night clothing when he noticed Lavi squinting at Kanda’s bed with his emerald of an eye. “What is it?” He murmured, keeping his voice low.

“Is it me, or like, are there two Kandas?” He held his fingers up in front of his face to see if those were duplicated as well.

Allen looked and found that there was, thank God, only one Kanda.

But he wasn't alone in his bed.

You were wrapped like an octopus around him, the two of you happily and peacefully.

“It’s [Y/n].” Allen muttered, trying to keep his jaw from dropping.

“‘Bout damn time.” Lavi murmured with a playful grin before falling back into his bed, fully dressed, and going to sleep for the night.

NOTE: I hope this isn’t too long!!! I had trouble keeping this short. I hope it’s okay!!!

[crumbingmask]

Allen’s parasite type innocence and all his scars post war make him suffer from chronic pain; so he needs to rest more than he’s ever been used to. To soothe the aches and pains he starts taking a ton of hot baths. Which is pretty difficult for him at first because it makes him anxious to be still and do nothing.

so he starts to read while he’s relaxing!

And Kanda will always be close by to lean against the bathtub or wall and listen to Allen read the book aloud. Allen loves to do ridiculous voices and dramatic gestures that splash way too much water everywhere.

It gets him to have fun and genuinely relax for once so it never bothers Kanda much, even if he complains loudly about it every time the water hits him.

[lotusgrieved]

we all know that alma is the sunshine to kanda's ice and balances out the bitterness, but i raise you : alma and kanda, the dually insufferable opponents in a fight. they'd both have so much damn arrogance. some demon knocks alma down so hard he spits blood and he just, ' c'mon, that's really the best you can do? ' ' did you even try? ' ' i'll be honest, i expected more. '

[cpirits]

(( @kitxkatrp said: [ what is the 'feel' of the way they speak? does it feel ancient? does it feel refined? does it feel comfortable, gentle, warm? does it feel safe? (does it feel crass, dangerous, on the edge of danger?) --- Speech pattern thoughts, for Kanda ]

★ Kanda's voice is authoritarian, and he's very direct with what he says, no beating around the subject. His voice is in no way warm unless he wants it to be. It's not safe but more so cautious. There's almost always a hint of urgency to his voice, as if he wants to get things over and done with quickly.

[ariel-seagull-wings]

Jewish belly, jewish baby in ashkenazi tradition.

Kanda Headcanon #72

Just after Wanda has given birth to her daughter with Kurt, he and Erik argue over whether the baby is Catholic or Jewish. It’s an argument that continues basically for the rest of Talia’s life.

[codbot689]

my ninjago headcanons

Cole is aro . He loves to Dance after he and his Lou were able to get closer. The reason he is scared of Snails is because he got poisoned by one when he was little.

Kai and Nya have full on siblings fights at three times a week and it always ends with them watching tv and eating ice cream like nothing happened.

Zane loves to knit and crochet, and gives Pixal little bees and she keeps all of them. He also knits seaters for hairless animals in shelters.

Jay is allergic to all nuts and has ADHD. He loves to braid Nya and Lloyd’s hair.

Lloyd has long hair. He sometimes will have age regression episodes and the other ninja take care of him. (Usually Kai and Nya)

Kai sings in the shower. His body temperature is warmer than usual and the others use his like a body heater. He didn’t mind. He has a very very long hair and skin care routine it takes about two hours.

Nya loves having girl nights with Pixal and Skyor. She is the one of the brain cells of the group. She loves when Jay talks about his interests she finds it very cute.

Pixel is the second brain cell of the group. She loves to keep all of the presents that Zane gives her. She is kanda the mom of the group and makes sure that everyone is healthy.