#My Hcs

[derivaderci-says]

Random Lucanis hcs

His love for Rook is a different kind of possession. Of course, love was always something he yearned for. He just didn't expect to be so utterly taken by it. Normally, there are activities he'd usually reserve for himself, but he finds himself still wanting Rook to be there with him. He knows he should trust Rook to take care of themself, yet there's an immovable uneasiness that's hard to banish that sits at the back of his mind. It causes him to be hyper-vigilant where he should be focused. Mierda. And he thought Spite was the only one he had to worry about.

Unexpectedly becomes somewhat acquainted with Antoine and Evka. At first, this was just him doing some reconnaissance for the contract. As time passes, the discussions shift. Antoine mentions his history as a servant in Orlais. Lucanis talks about the contracts he's taken there. Then Evka mentions how Antoine threw a sweet roll at a werewolf. Lucanis is perplexed and intrigued all at once. This may be his favorite couple. He walks away with some interesting vulgar Orlesian phrases to add to his logbook lmao

Due to Spite's influence, his sense of smell has become a lot more keen than he's used to. He's also developed a type of olfactory-visual synesthesia, where smelling something triggers him seeing certain colors. Of course, this makes cooking interesting. Citrus-based fruits have brightly colored scents. Non-citrus fruits have less vibrant colors to their scent. So on and so forth. This can be overwhelming, of course. Adds on to his already present achy eye problems. Luckily, this is only in effect an hour or two after using any of Spite's powers. It's longer lasting after Spite possesses him, willing or not.

Nsfw under the cut

NSFW Rookanis HCs as a treat

Favors using his fingers/hands to pleasure Rook because he's able to focus on their every expression. There's nothing he enjoys more than to feel them fall apart. He's all about keeping eye contact during, as well. It's intense, and so, so loving. He looks at Rook as if they are the one holding him down and not gravity.

Lucanis's attentiveness definitely extends to the bedroom. Sometimes, he likes to play the part of an absent-minded lover. Why? Mostly to hear Rook beg and plead with him. Also, he likes being a little shit. It's hard to ignore his instinct to touch where he knows Rook likes to be touched, to kiss where they like to be kissed. It's worth seeing them pout and squirm, though!

He looks at them with a smirk he somehow manages to make look apologetic. "Forgive me. It's nice to hear you complain, sometimes."

While Lucanis appreciates when Rook is so adamant on gaining his explicit consent whenever he wants to take the lead, he's intent on showing Rook he isn't made of glass. Sometimes, it works out great. He delights in discovering which spots make Rook sigh in pleasure, which spots make them reach an earth-shattering end. However, there are times when it leads to him biting off more than he can chew. He gets overwhelmed, touch-averse, and isn't content with the idea of sex for a while. Even here, the Ossuary is still something that haunts him, and it frustrates him greatly.

[owepossum]

Is Vander a jealous type ?

Short answer is yes — in the sense that he has a set of insecurities like any other human being, and those insecurities feed the anger, jealousy, other negative emotions.

I think young Vander esp hasn’t quite got a handle on his possessive streak. Zaun is a tough place: you have to hold onto things you love / have with both hands. I think as the years went on, he rarely experienced jealousy where Sil is involved, because time and consistency proved loyalty. He doesn’t have any real reason to doubt Sil.

That can change though.

[i-have-41-protons]

My TMA headcanons:

Jurgen Leitner had the biggest, most pathetic old-man crush on Gertrude Robinson. He met up with her in the tunnels and then cried himself to sleep because they could never be together and Gertrude would never like him back or some shit. But not before gooning it to her picture.

Michael Shelley was hyper-mobile, like double-jointed. With all the troubles that came with.

Gertrude actually WOULD go for a loser like Leitner, but she never did because she didn’t think of him as anything but a source of information.

Gertrude Robinson was aromantic bisexual.

Gertrude had it going on with Agnes Montague. Not sure how that would work but it probably involved oven mittens

Agnes cannot be touched without burning, at all. Not sure if it’s already canon, but if not, here’s my take on it: the Desolation took even the barest intimate contact with another human being — or as close as it gets to one — from its strongest avatar. It’s a curse. My girl gets to SufferTM

Gertrude actually had a soft spot for Gerry. Of course, she didn’t let it interfere with her work, and of course, she skinned him and left him behind… buuuuuuut he was still the only person allowed to call her “Gertie” to her face and survive, and she did catch herself feeling an occasional fondness towards him.

Gertrude was being devoured alive by guilt for every person she had sacrificed for “the greater good”. She cried when she fed Michael to the Spiral.

Gertrude never, ever cried, even alone… except for a very few occasions.

Mary Keay wore her hair in two long, thick braids before she went bald. I hate the bitch but she knows how to carry a Look

Peter Lukas is Jonah’s sugar daddy.

Peter Lukas and Elias Bouchard have been married and divorced at least 14 times. I’m saying Elias because they have been married and divorced even more times with other identities of Jonah

Jonah Magnus was a plump, tall freckled ginger with innocent eyes, a disarming smile, and an awkward attitude. He made an active choice to only bodyhop into twinks because he was one at heart.

Mordechai Lukas was Jonah’s sugar daddy. Peter is just continuing the tradition (he didn’t know about that when he got into an affair with Jonah)

Elias wears eye earrings. Nothing we can do about that, he’s just that cunty

Jonah Magnus, Peter Lukas and Simon Fairchild are in an on-and-off polycule. Peter and Jonah fight over Simon. Nobody wins. Ever.

Michael Distortion can use fae rules if it likes to.

That’s it so far! You may have noticed I’m a bit obsessed with the “previous generation” as you may put it, and not the main cast lmao

[k1ttyparfait]

Sylus drabbles/headcanons that were honestly my shower thought !! TT

Sylus is the type of guy that would honestly spend his rainy afternoons with you on his lap, one hand with a controller playing Resident Evil while you’re on your steam deck playing something else. A hand on you’re thigh leaving small pats or squeezes just enjoying the rainy afternoons gaming in each others presence.

Sylus probably is willing to do anything literally ANYTHING as long as you’re having fun. Building legos? He’ll spend a whole day building them with you. Ceramics? He’d attend a whole workshop with you. Painting? He would make a makeshift art room in his place.

[41protons]

Gertrude + my headcanons of her

My handwriting sucks so here’s the transcript:

Wears those pretty bead glasses-strands (idk what they’re called

Shawl-like scarves

Leggings under her skirt

Holds her pens weirdly

Aromantic bisexual <3

Cannot bear the feeling of short socks on her ankles, so she wears long socks with all kinds of shoes (am I projecting? Yes.)

Only Gerry gets to call her “Gertie” (he’s very smug about it) (he came up with the nickname, although he doesn’t know that Gertrude had already been called that in her youth.)

[expectsomechange]

Lalala ignore how buns it is pls

Oh how I love you doomed yaoi

UHHH VOTE THE SHIPNAME PLS

Link up there^

I need to draw him more often ignore how bad the design I gave him ok bye

[am4ura]

Kris cross apple sauce

[byeashhh]

✧˖° | Papa V Perpetua headcanons !!

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ so this was something requested to me by an anon ! being a new hire at the ministry shortly after V's ascension to Papa ! Req are always open <3 there will be NSFW headcanons under the cut so MDNI !! ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ✤ role at the ministry —————————— ⤑ i would say your role for the ministry is an administrative assistant in the ministry archives—essentially helping keep centuries of church records organized. ⤑ your job often brings you to the clergy wing with documents, where you catch fleeting glimpses of papa V ⤑ you’re not used to being around ghouls or high-ranking clergy, but you carry yourself with quiet professionalism, which intrigues him ✤ first meeting —————————— ⤑ it happens when you're asked to deliver a stack of ritual transcripts to his office. he opens the door himself, unexpectedly ⤑ he’s clearly caught mid-thought, coat half-buttoned, a smudge of ink on his thumb. for a moment, he blinks at you like he wasn’t expecting someone new ⤑ “ah… you’re not sister margaux,” he says—then immediately winces at how awkward that sounds. “i mean—no offense. i’m just used to her face. not that yours isn’t… forget it.” ✤ early interactions —————————— ⤑ you keep things courteous and minimal, but he always seems to make a point of speaking to you, even if it’s just a murmured “thank you” or a question about your work ⤑ he starts remembering your name quickly. even better: he remembers the little details, that you drink tea instead of coffee. that you like to work in the east reading room. that you hum when you’re concentrating ⤑ occasionally you catch him watching you from a distance—never creepy, just curious, like he’s trying to figure you out ⤑ he’s incredibly awkward with compliments. the first time he tells you he appreciates your work, it’s delivered in a single breath while he stares at the floor ⤑ you find yourself drawn to his gentle nature. He’s thoughtful and well-mannered, if a little nervous. And he clearly tries hard to do well by everyone ⤑ eventually, he starts inviting you to stay a little longer when you deliver something. “would you mind? i was just about to make tea.” ⤑ it becomes a soft ritual: a few minutes in his study, quietly sipping tea or talking about books ⤑ he never pushes. It’s all slow, tentative, respectful. you begin to see how much he struggles with the demands of leadership—and how much it means to him when someone listens without expecting anything ✤ growing closer —————————— ⤑ one night you’re still in the archives when a power flicker knocks out the lights. you’re startled, fumbling for your phone—only to find papa already in the hall with a candelabra, asking if you’re alright ⤑ that becomes a turning point. after that, he begins to let himself be a little more open—sharing old music he likes, books from his personal shelves, the occasional dry joke ⤑ there’s never a dramatic confession. just a gradual closeness, comfortable silences, and lingering glances that start to mean more ✤ overall vibe —————————— ⤑ the relationship is soft and careful, built on mutual respect and emotional safety ⤑ he sees you as a grounding presence. you see him as someone doing his best under enormous pressure ⤑ it’s the kind of connection where just sitting together in the same room, working quietly, feels like something sacred

⚠︎ MDNI. 18+. ADULT CONTENT. SLIGHT NSFW BELOW. ⚠︎

⤑ V is not impulsive with desire. it simmers under the surface — long glances, lingering touches on your hand when passing a book, the way his voice drops when saying your name ⤑ you can feel his restraint like a taut string. he wants, deeply, but would never assume ⤑ when he finally kisses you for the first time, it’s because you leaned just a little closer, and he softly asked, “may i?” ⤑ when things finally become physical, it feels like a ritual. he touches you like he’s praying — reverent, slow, intentional ⤑ he doesn’t rush. he wants to see your face, wants to feel every reaction you give him as he takes you. it's part fascination, part devotion ⤑ his pace is slow—achingly slow. he wants to feel everything. the way you tighten around him, the way your breath catches, the way you look at him like he’s worth something ⤑ he murmurs soft latin phrases against your skin without even realizing it — half-spells, half-supplications ⤑ when he goes down on you, it’s not rushed—it’s quiet and focused, like meditation. devotional. he’s soft but focused, patient and eager to please. it's not just foreplay to him—it's an offering ⤑ he holds your thighs with almost trembling hands at first, kissing the inside of your knees and working his way up like you’re sacred ground ⤑ you quickly learn that he adores making you come with his mouth. the first time you do, he makes the smallest whimper against your skin, as if he’s stunned by it ⤑ when you tug gently on his curls and say his name in that voice, he groans and keeps going—he wants to feel you fall apart over and over, even if it leaves him aching ⤑ he’s not overly experienced and fears being too forward, or not enough. you catch him rehearsing what to say under his breath when he thinks you aren’t listening ⤑ his first few intimate moments with you are quiet, trembling—not because he’s unsure of you, but because he’s overwhelmed by the fact that you want him ⤑ the way you kiss his throat, trace your fingers over his chest, coax the tension out of him—it nearly brings tears to his eyes the first time ⤑ if you run your fingers through his hair after, you might as well own his soul ⤑ going down on you? devotional. he’s soft-spoken but focused, patient and eager to please. it's not just foreplay to him—it's an offering ⤑ “let me,” he whispers, before he kisses your inner thigh. “please. i want to learn what makes you fall apart.” ⤑ despite being Papa, there’s no arrogance in bed—if anything, he prefers soft submission unless coaxed otherwise. he needs permission to let go ⤑ you could gently take control and he’d unravel for you. tied hands, whispered affirmations, being guided—he finds safety in surrender ⤑ he responds beautifully to gentle control. soft restraint (like holding his wrists down), whispered praise, and affirmations leave him undone ⤑ “i—i’m yours,” he’ll whisper when he’s overwhelmed, eyes glossy, voice low. “you take such good care of me.” ⤑ if you straddle him and move slow, teasing him with deep eye contact and your own pleasure, he will whimper for you. he loves to be given permission to lose control ⤑ that said, if he does ever take control, it’s with trembling intensity, as though he’s overwhelmed with how much he wants you. it’s never cruel—just deep, steady, and utterly consuming ⤑ “you are… breathtaking. do you know that?” ⤑ “so good for me. so kind.” ⤑ “stay with me, please—right here. just like this.”

⤑ V craves skin-to-skin contact. not just sex—touch. You notice how he melts when you hold his face, or rub his back in circles, or lay your hand over his heart ⤑ aftercare is as important to him as the act itself. he curls around you after, murmuring quiet thank-yous against your shoulder ⤑ he’ll clean you up gently with a warm cloth, kissing your shoulders and murmuring how proud he is of you. how grateful ⤑ sometimes he cries a little after sex—not out of sadness, but because he feels safe in your arms, something he’s rarely been allowed. he apologizes the first time. you hush him and hold him closer

[star1ight-cat]

Time to put my money where my mouth is and actually post wlw destiel considering my first and only reblog on here is abt them

Doodled this back in a lecture during finals, it was also the first drawing of Dean or Cas that I’d done since like 2017 so ignore their faces being off

[dodgiestdogintheland]

james kind eyes scuffed trainers always injured loves sports mummy’s boy wholesome hums under his breath warm brown skin bed hair tiny shorts boyish grin kind to everyone fresh linen and musk morning person close to his family lover boy sings in the shower messy bedroom rugby boy physical touch love language chronic nosebleeder designated driver saint among men great cook always welcoming big hearted 5’11/6ft big nose muddy socks broken glasses dog person devoted to sports teams remembers little details stubborn biceps golden boy loved by teachers hugger cheeky queen enthusiast maths smart loud overly empathetic potter

[hatughsea]

cut the post for length but

i’m working on it

it’s still very much a wip (cause new headcanon thoughts show up constantly)

would you like me to hold on to it until i think i’m done or should i share the link and just let you see the updates as they come??

would anyone be interested if i made a post/posts about headcanons for the pitt or

[abitsourthenspicy]

your sugar daddy

my masterlist!

sugar daddy!nanami who treats you more like his partner rather than a sugar baby. emotional intimacy is more important to him more than the typical sexual expectations that come with these sugar relationships.

sugar daddy!nanami gives you more than the initially agreed allowance. he can't help it- he wants to spoil you rotten.

sugar daddy!nanami always takes you to parties, dinners, events as his plus one. everyone thinks you are in a real relationship with him. can you blame them? the way he looks at you, touches you, treats you- it's more genuine and persuasive than anything you have ever experienced.

sugar daddy!nanami is a giver more than a taker. he loves spoiling you- impromptu vacations to the places on your bucket list, buying you the things you have been eyeing, paying your debts, feeding you the tastiest, highest quality food.

sugar daddy!nanami thinks that what's the point of having money if he can't spend it on you?

sugar daddy!nanami gets you only the best of the best. his gifts are always well-thought- tad bit expensive, but always tailored to your tastes.

little did you know, sugar daddy!nanami mentally noted everything you called "cute", "pretty" and the things your eyes lingered on more than usual.

but!! being with sugar daddy!nanami isn't only about the luxuries. he is emotionally mature, a great listener, gives solid advice, holds you when you cry, kisses you like no one else can and his cuddles? top tier. he is what you'd been missing from life- the comfort you didn't realize you needed.

sugar daddy!nanami loves spending time and being close to you. his favourite way of winding down after a long, tiring day is laying on the bed/couch with you, listening to you talk- or just your heartbeats.

as much as sugar daddy!nanami loves spoiling you and hates seeing you spend your own money, he treasures the gifts you give him even more. no matter how small, big, expensive or cheap they are, he keeps everything. he has a drawer full of the little trinkets you've given him.

sugar daddy!nanami thinks- no, he knows- this is more than just a sugar relationship.

please do not copy, translate or feed my work to ai.

[disastersappho]

i’m cackling imagining criminal-justice-major-andrew minyard as a paralegal. like he’s simultaneously really good at his job bc of his eidetic memory. but is also an absolute asshole to attorneys. and occasionally alludes to having committed felonies.

[towelenjoyer]

Ghost: It's four o'clock in the morning, go to sleep sarge.

Y/n: I'll sleep when I die

Ghost: We're both legally dead, you can now legally sleep in my arms, chop chop.

Y/n: Damn like what they did to your family huh, Lt.

Ghost: >:(

[n0rthernlights1]

a unserious headcanon on how hetalia nations get 'born' : they just pop into existence , sometimes randomly found from a geographic feature or something idk XD... Anyways Iceland was ejected from a vulcano as a baby.

[grabby-smitten]

Sylus is for those who are seeking someone who can be genuine and honest with them. That will put them and their relationship first and wont betray the same trust that is given.

Sylus is for those who are scared of being loved completely. The ones who believe they have a dark side and want someone who will still stand by their side and love them still the same.

Sylus is for those who sometimes need help and can’t ask for it. He would do the things, guide you or simply accompany you through it all.

Sylus is for those who struggle to see a bright side of themselves, but he will remind you time and time again how a wonderful person you are. In his eyes, there is nothing more precious than you.