#comfort heacanons

[showstopper35]

HII this is my second time using an ask box so,, here goes!

could you pretty please do the tfp cons n how they'd like act w/ a neurodivergent masc person? your stuff is really cool btw!! keep up the good work :D

thank you so much, darlin'! i hope i did alright with this request! I only decided to do these few, sorry!! I wanted to finish it 😅

Megatron

-He's quite busy (being intimidating is a full-time job, after all), but he doesn't mind if you accompany him on his bridge, chattering away about your interests or quietly entertaining yourself in some corner of the ship while he commands his troops.

-He does ask questions from time to time about your hyperfixations and special interests. If it's something he happens to like or be knowledgeable about, he will gladly talk to you about it and share a lot of information on the subject.

-He mostly leaves you alone during a meltdown or if you are overstimulated. It's not to be rude, he just doesn't really know what to do. He will be a bit more kind to you afterward, though.

Starscream

-Like Megatron, he mostly just listens to you ramble about things you like. He replies sometimes if it's something he happens to have an interest in. These conversations mostly happen when he takes you on flights.

-Privately does a bit of research with Kockout's help so he can better understand neurodivergence. It actually helps him better understand his own mental state and his brothers' as well.

-If he notices you are struggling, he might take you to a quiet room. He doesn't say anything if you thank him, but he is secretly glad he could help someone.

Soundwave

-The perfect partner to ramble to. He has recordings of all the times you've info-dumped to him, and he listens to them often when he's alone.

-Sometimes fidget toys or plushies of things you like will randomly appear. He doesn't mention it, and neither do you. You don't even know how he got them, but you appreciate it.

-After an outburst or meltdown, he lets you play with Laserbeak and plays back a recording of a time when you talked to him about one of your interests. It helps surprisingly well.

-Dissociates with you.

Knockout

-Literally showers you with fidget toys, sensory items, anything related to your interests, any physical affection you need, and literally any item you may ever need.

-Kind of gets upset if you don't make eye contact with him, but then jokes you are blinded by his finish and that's why you aren't looking at him.

-Seems to be always judging your haircut. Makes low-taper fade jokes. You don't know how he knows what that is. You threaten to give him a low-taper fade. He does it in a joking manner, though.

Breakdown

-Be ready for his golden retriever energy, because he can be a lot. He will respect your boundaries, but you might have to remind him a few times.

-Creates a sensory-safe place for you on the Nemesis. Lots of soft pillows and blankets, a few fidget toys, and even a pair of noise cancelling headphones. You’re still not sure how he even got ahold of them. -Has already fought anyone who even looks at you the wrong way or is too loud. He will do it again.

Dreadwing

-Honestly, he’s probably nuerodivergent himself. You take turns talking about your interests. He shows you his weapon collection and starts training you in the art of explosives, whether you like it or not.

-Often, if you need calming down or just want someone to talk to, he tells you stories about his twin. You are positive you know more about Skyquake than you do himself.

-Entirely picks you up and moves you to a quiet room during breakdowns and just sits with you and waits.

[thefourfan]

Since I'm noticing FolderPET posts are appearing on this site, I'm gonna share my headcanons for them ^^

Folder secretly has a consciousness, but hides it unless the only people around are other ai/desktop assistants. He automatically acts like he does in ONE if a non-ai/desktop assistant person looks at him. It's basically like Toy Story.

Kinito is pan while Folder is omni. They're also ace4ace!

They both love giving and receiving physical touch from one another. Basically, lots of cuddles, hand-holding, leaning against each other, hugging, falling asleep in the other's arms, etc.

Kinito's main love language is gift-giving! He tends to code in little gifts for Folder (like flowers), as well as write short stories for him. Folder has a folder (heh) in the computer's downloads where he keeps all of Kinito's gifts :3

Folder's main love language, on the other hand, is words of affection! During cuddle-time, he'll often murmur sweet compliments to him. Kinito absolutely MELTS everytime he does it

Although both of them are conscious beings with emotions (including romantic attraction), they also somewhat determine their behaviors based on what they were coded to do, and neither of them were programed to express romance. Initially, they both knew they had romantic feelings for one another, but had no idea how to actually express it to each other. Basically, the beginning of their relationship consisted of them researching things that human couples did and trying the things out together to figure out what they liked.

Adding onto headcanon #6, when they learned about kissing, they wanted to do it but couldn't properly because Kinito lacked a mouth, and he felt bad about it. Fortunately for them, in a state of pure geniusness™, the two came up with the idea of no-contact kisses, which was basically them hovering their faces close to each other and saying "mwah" repeatedly (it looks exactly as silly as it sounds)

They like to draw together on paint.

Folder thinks that Kinito looks hella cute in his reading glasses

They have a "yaps x listens" dynamic, usually with Folder as the yapper and Kinito as the listener, but they switch roles sometimes

I might make a part 2, because I still have more headcanons for them :>

[peachyoomi]

aikaveh headcanons ꕤ*.ﾟ

sorry for the absence i wanted to kms <3 anyway, i am perfectly normal and sane about them.

the olive theory, but with strawberries

Kaveh loves strawberries. Whether it's perfume, the actual fruit, smoothie, or scented body lotion, he adores them. He could eat a ton of strawberry-flavored food without ever getting sick of it. When on the other hand, Alhaitham despite them. Not to mention the fact that he's allergic to them. So, when his roommate sprinkles himself in strawberry perfume with strawberry chapstick, he always blames him for trying to commit homicide. Which could be true.

Bonus; Kaveh has a special corner for his strawberry scented stuff: a little drawer in his room, in which is stored his little treasure. Perfume, body mist, moisturiser, chapstick, lipstick, shampoo, and even special Hello Kitty strawberry scented tissues (n/a: i do have those tissues and they're amazing).

alhaitham gives the best to kaveh

Kaveh may always complain about how Alhaitham is a horrible being with him, that he doesn't love him, but it's not true. In fact, Alhaitham is just bad at expressing what he truly feels, and prefers to show him his attention and love in the little acts he does daily. And for that, he always gives Kaveh the best of anything.

When he cooks for both of them, Alhaitham tries to give Kaveh the best pieces of meat, and the better-looking vegetables. He gives him the most comfortable seat when they're at a tavern, or the place with the best view when they go to the movie or concert. He always makes little sacrifices like those for his senior, without noticing. But it doesn't bother Alhaitham: honestly, he likes it better this way.

story telling for a better night

It happens many times that Kaveh can't find sleep, or just have awful nights. And Alhaitham, as an analyzer, knows when it happens. The blonde seems to exhibit more agitation, frequently sighs, and changes positions frequently. When those things last for too long, Alhaitham just offers a hug to Kaveh, which he usually happily accepts. As his roommate is comfortably snuggled up in his arms, he starts to read out loud the book he holds. Whether it's a history book, philosophy, or a well-known classic, Kaveh can't either complain or despise those precious moments. On the contrary, it brings him nothing but pure comfort and some peace of mind. As his mind gets some rest, he can find sleep. Still in Alhaitham's arms, he slowly falls asleep as he listens to his calm and quiet voice. <3

kaveh's skin

To be honest, Alhaitham is always blown away by Kaveh's skin. It's always smooth, flawless, soft, and so milky. The only remaining things on his skin are beauty marks and perfectly placed moles. Alhaitham knows how many moles he has, and where they are exactly placed on his roommate's body. For example, he knows Kaveh's got one in the middle of his spine. Alhaitham can see it through his shirt, as it's opened right where the mole is (and on other occasions as well).

Kaveh does skincare routines a lot. Every day, actually. For his products and advice, he asks Tighnari. His friend prepares him special oils and cream for his skin and his hair (strawberry scented, ofc).

Anyway, Alhaitham physically and mentally can not get over Kaveh's perfect body and skin. He looks so edible and so delicious to him. He just wants to bite Kaveh everywhere he can and to chew on his more meaty body parts.

hugs, cuddles and sleep

It's no surprise to Kaveh that his roommate hates physical interactions. Usually, when Kaveh's feeling a little touchy, Alhaitham would just walk away. But eventually, he accepted this, tolerating this part of his personality. But it seemed that with time, the Scribe was a little more... needy for Kaveh's affection.

As for sleeping, it doesn't bother Alhaitham if his lover comes cuddling him. He wasn't used to the feeling at first since physical affection was not something he knew throughout his life, but the feeling was warm, pleasant, making him feel fuzzy inside.

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hi!! this has been in my drafts for over a year now and I finally decided to post it even though I'm self conscious lol. anyway, you can find me on twitter or ao3 for more :3 !!

[cherryfinolahobbes]

Headcanons

Some food headcanons.

There is a lot of food sharing/physical interaction that happen between Cherry and Wong at a table that migrates out to their close friends.

Wong, especially, growing up in a group environment, when he's comfortable with the people around him, tends to be very hands on. Using his own utensils to take something off his plate for someone to try.

You haven't tried this? Well, here, it's on your plate youre going to now.

There's a lot of picking off each other's plates, refreshing a drink or a side dish while the other is talking. They share lots of small touches, unconscious bumps of elbows and shoulders, a hand to the shoulder or arm, pointing out food on the face or just wiping it away. They're acts of intimacy and comfort

There is a real unspoken language with these two, whether it's on their own during the Blip and they're comforting one another through their grief or it's later on with their extended friends and loved ones making sure everyone is fed and content.

[ravenelyx]

I need you. - Sebastian Sallow

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x GN!Reader

Words: 1.1k

Chapter Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, kissing, angst and comfort, Sebastian needs to be snuggled, Sebastian is also sad, and Sebastian needs love, neck kissing, cuddling and snuggling, Soft!Sebastian Supremacy, House or gender is not specified, (implied) established relationship, use of 2nd person for the reader

Summary: Sebastian has different ways of dealing with being hurt. One of them is burying his face in your chest while you cuddle him

A/N: IT'S SALLOW SUNDAY and since people seem to like my soft!seb heacanons, I wrote a whole fic instead <3 I woke up feeling snuggly, sooo...

Masterlist

you can find the whole fic on ao3 as well <3

Ominis' version

You didn't even hear his steps, yet when you saw a grimace creep up on Leander's face as he spoke to you, and strong arms wrap around your torso, you knew.

Sebastian left a soft kiss on the top of your head, looking at Leander with a small frown. You thought it must be one of those things only boys understood, because Leander sighed and nodded, without saying a word. Sebastian relaxed against you.

Pair of eyes looked between the two boys, as if expecting a fight to come out of it, but Leander just smiled in acknowledgement. "Sallow." Then his eyes met yours. "I'll see you in class. Don't forget your Leechjuice again."

You rolled your eyes. "It was one time."

Many people mistook it for possessiveness. You knew the real reason for it.

Leander walked away, waving you a goodbye, and Sebastian leaned his head against yours.

"Hi," you whispered with a small smile. He nuzzled your cheek, leaning his weight on your back.

While you never reproached him for showing his touchy side in public, you were starting to feel a little self-conscious of all the curious eyes piercing the two of you, so you turned around in his arms — albeit with great difficulty as his iron grip on you seemed unmovable — and cupped his cheeks.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

You swore you saw a few tears collect in his eyes as you spoke, so you walked him backwards to a more secluded bench. He sat down and immediately pulled you onto his lap.

After two years of dating, Sebastian had no more qualms about showing you his need for affection. You were there through it all: when Anne was cursed, when Sebastian desperately tried to find a cure, and even now, when he was diving into a dangerous path with his new friend. He had begun to rely on you, and on something only you could give him.

Security.

You threaded your fingers through his hair, affectionately scratching his scalp, and he let out a soft whine – a whine of pleasure, and a whine of something else. Something sad and guilty and that made him tighten his grip against you and bury his face in your chest.

"He has sent another letter!" he began, running his hands along your back and hips. You learned it was a way for him to reassure himself and calm down. "He told me the if I don't stop, he'll never let me see Anne again!"

Your face softened, hand now cupping the back of his head and pulling him closer. Usually, when Sebastian had a fight with Solomon, he'd retreat in the Undercroft, angry and incensed and ready to burn his own rage to the sound of very loud Confringo's. But there were times when his uncle's words got to him, made his heart sink with the need of a love that was stripped from him. A love he tried to silence by hugging his pillow tight at night when he was young. A love he found in you.

"He won't actually do it. Anne will always be your sister," you reassured him softly. "She'll want to see you, and he can't stop her from that."

He breathed heavily in your chest, pressed his palm under your thighs to pull you further in.

"She doesn't agree with what I'm doing…" He muffled his broken voice in your shirt.

"I know…"

"And she might stop loving me…" he said tearfully.

"She won't." You said earnestly. "She's your twin. In her heart, she knows she'd do the same for you."

He trembled a little, emotions threatening to explode.

"You don't trust Solomon," you began, stroking his hair, "but you can trust me. And you can trust Anne."

He stopped quivering, and you could almost feel the gears turn in his brain at your words. He began to kiss you through your shirt in gratitude.

You thought the position must have been uncomfortable to him, even if he didn't show it, so you slightly pushed his torso back, his face leaving your chest with a displeased frown, and leaned him on the seatback a little, then nestled in his arms, face nuzzling his neck. He sighed in relief as you cuddled against him.

"I know I'm too much sometimes…" he said in a small voice, hiding his face in your hair.

"You're not," you answered immediately. You could see his insecurities start to creep up on him, and you wouldn't have that.

"I annoy you."

"You don't," you protested, looking up at him in concern.

"I always come to you—"

"I'm glad you do."

"—and I'm always too needy."

"I don't see a problem with that."

You sighed and cupped his cheek again, drawing him down to press your mouth to his. It took a small touch for him to ignite, leaning his whole torso over you to deepen the kiss, desperately tugging at your lips. He pulled back with a grimace again when he noticed, and turned away, almost guilty.

"Don't refuse my affection," you whispered.

"I will consume you."

"I'm yours anyway."

He looked back at you, eyes fleeting over the gentle smile on your lips.

"Now come and kiss me a little more."

The battle in his mind seemed to settle immediately, and he lunged forward, placing one hand on the back of your head to keep you in place as his lips feasted on yours. His other arm circled your waist, holding you impossibly tight against him. And he was everywhere — his body caging yours, lips hungrily pulling and biting and bruising, hands desperately kneading your flesh, prising your shirt open to touch your bare skin. You felt dizzy at the force of his affection, and you knew he was right. He would consume you, like a wildfire, an eruption, a cataclysm about to blow your heart in a pulp of blood and passion as his tongue claimed yours. And you'd stop feeling like a person at his touch, so overcome by him you'd lose yourself. And then he'd settle it all right, kissing the blood off your lips with reverence, caressing your bruises gently, putting order into your feelings and reminding you once again that you would do anything for him.

"I need you," he breathed out, dipping his head in the crook of your neck. "Every day…"

You didn't stop him when he sucked a love bite into your skin.

"It's a good thing I feel the same," you chuckled.

"Even if you don't need me as much as I need you—"

"I need you more than you can imagine."

He looked up at you, and you kissed his lips again. This time he was gentle as well.

"Don't stop coming to me. Ever."

He nodded and kissed you again. And again. And again. And again, until Professor Weasley reproached the both of you for inappropriate behaviour and sent you to detention for a week.

And he'd kiss you there, too.

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Boyfriend!Hobie Brown Heacanons - Hobie Brown x GN!reader

I am not normal about Hobie Brown and I don't plan on stopping

Before we begin!! I feel like Hobie would be really slow and hesitant on letting his partner know he's Spider-man (considering he wasn't willing to tell Miles).

So I imagine he'd try to juggle it with the band and all the political action he does. He just wants to keep you safe, but when it comes up he usually brushes off why he up and disappears sometimes. But if directly confronted, he's not gonna lie cause he feels like that's shitty. If asked why he's gone, he'd come out and say it, but try to soften the blow best he can.

(With that out of my system)

Okay first things first Hobie is the most SUPPORTIVE bf ever

No matter what he's always in your corner

Hobie believes in his partner a lot, and that means he'll always back you - even if he's the only person to have your back

And he knows you can handle your own, but if anyone has anything to say about it they can deal with him

(RIP to anyone who tries to talk down to you or insult you cause he finna roast they asses no filter)

He's an incredibly good listener. Like crazy good

Hobie's able to bring up things you don't even remember telling him, things said in passing that yoy may not think is important, but he still picks up on

Which is why he's really good to vent to. He may not have a lot of words of comfort, but is has a shoulder to cry on, and if you're angry, he's always there to validate that. Plus no matter what you're going through, he'll always encourage you to get through it, and keep your head up

Hobies also a low-key romantic (in his own way).

If you think Pavi is a great boyfriend then wait to you get with Hobie

If you're like most people, Hobie is most likely taller than you.

He's a lot touchier than you'd think, in his own way. Leaning on you, hanging off of you, arm over your shoulder, or crossing his legs over yours.

Hobie is a man of much slang and many nicknames (and part of the reason people playfully call Pav 'Big Steppa')

He'd call you nicknames more than your actual name - 'love',' 'darling', 'bird' the like, along with some few custom ones

Most of his date ideas involve breaking the law in some way and bashing the occassional facist together

Hobie is actually incredibly smart, both street wise and science wise, so I imagine he's pretty well read. I could see him really enjoying the some anarchist literature with his partner, and then discussing it with them

Protests are his favorite kind of date, followed by concerts, and picnics in abandoned buildings

(or, after he meets Miles, going out to graffiti)

he lets you wear his vest and even helps you make your own

He may not be as verbally affectionate or into PDA as Pavi is, but he still makes it clear that he trusts you and cares about what you have to say

He may not say 'I love you' in front of people, but he'll pull you onto his lap, or ask if you're okay, and give you slang-covered compliments all the time

Being Spider-man is actually a lot more stressful than Hobie lets on

And like most Spider-men, he looks to his other half as support, emotionally

being an international rockstar and anti-facist icon comes with big images, but when he and his partner are alone, he feels a lot more relaxed and a lot less pressured.

Hobie's been Spider-man for 3 years, meanwhile Pavi and Gwen are both in their first months of joining the spider-society. Because of that, he kinda feels responsible for them

He's been putting up with the Spider-Society's shit for years (hence why Miguel is so done with him)

There's definitely times he's come home to his dimension cursing and fuming

Any type of injustice or power inbalance really pisses him off, and sometimes if its really bad he can't stop thinking about it

Especially growing up in a totalitarian universe

He leans on his partner to remind him that there are still good people out there fighting for what's right

Hobie has already gone through most of his canon events, and he carries that with him, though he won't say it

From his reaction in atsv, he doesn't talk about it a lot, and tries is best to brush it off but sometimes, it just can't be ignored

his partner would probably be the only person he brings it up to and it just makes him more pissed with the spider-society

When he's relaxed though Hobie may be more quiet in private, strumming his guitar as his listens to you, or kicking back while the two of you shoot the shit

Pavi's energy hypes him up a lot though, so you two hit up Mumbattan a lot

Or he loves bringing his partner to band practice and mic checks. And he always calls them out in the crowd if he's on the mic

Last sweet stuff okay

If he's gone he'll give his partner one of his bracelets. He'll just be like 'oi, hold this.' then leave chill as hell

Gwen, Pavi, and Miles are all really supportive of you two, even if they have a thousand questions in the beginning (all of which he dodges or plays off)

He's not one to get jealous at all. But he will join a conversation and casually mention the rockstar-model thing. Just to assert dominance. A subtle flex

He keeps asking you to give him a stick & poke somewhere because he thinks it's a cute idea

He likes doing that thing where he sits behind you while he teaches you guitar

He loves having you sleep over, and you can crash in his dimension any time

Especially after he meets Gwen. His fave thing to do is to just play while he listens to the two of you talk for hours

Hobie is a really heavy sleeper but somehow gets up exactly when he needs to be or right before shit starts going down - otherwise he sleeps till 1pm everyday

If theres anything Hobie is, its loyal and supportive, and he wants nothing more than for you to be safe, and free, and happy

(even if most of his advice is throwing a brick at someone)

He is always pushing you to do better, to speak up for yourself or trust yourself because he knows how much you're capable of

And finally he knows your favorite song by heart to the point that if hes zoning out or missing you, he'll strum it on the guitar without even realizing

(okay bye lemme know what you thought thanks for reading loves also I am not okay i am obsessed with him )

[neoarchipelago]

And they were Roommates (part 5)

A/N: MY OH MY. This tag list has grown so much it makes me so happy! Thanks to the anonymous ask, i indulged myself and added a little self care on reader being sick. It honestly comforted me.

Again you are all entirely welcome to send some heacanons, tropes or ideas to add to this.

and yes. You'll have the slowest burn ever.

YOU WANTED TO BE FLUSTERED? HERE YOU GO MWAHAHA

Warnings: some 18+ inuendos, swearing.

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You were exhausted. It had been an awfully long week. To your demise, sickness had entered your ranks. Sergeant McTavish was first. Whaling like a wounded soldier every time he felt a cough erupting. The drama queen had soon infected the others. 

"We should have taken him out when I said to." 

You had rolled your eyes at Ghost's remark. 

Colonel Vargas was second. It had been slightly less complicated. He seemed to handle the flu much better. Gaz, he, had sung the song of his people with Soap, acting as if they've been shot. Though as per Price's comment, they complained far less when they had actually been shot. 

Of course they had all nested in the apartment, Ghost highly irritated, asking them to go die somewhere else where they wouldn't bother him. 

Being a medic had never been your dream. Yet you had to improvise yourself as a nurse for the week, giving medication and hot beverages to the wounded soldiers, or as you affectionately called them, pussies. 

Price had followed, he had acted as if nothing was wrong, the obvious raspiness of his voice betraying him. He had kindly refused your offer to take care of him, but gave in at the warm soup for dinner. Your best patient so far.

Now to your worst patient. Ghost. He had entirely avoided any care package thrown his way, resulting in a lot of bickering to the amusement of the rest of the healing squad. 

"Take your fucking meds." You said annoyed.

"Fucking make me." He dared. 

You threw him your most annoyed glance. 

"I will punch you." You threatened. 

"Sure thing gremlin, reach my face first." He answered in the same tone. 

You had kindly thrown every pillow in the living room at him, taking the one underneath soap's head, earning a 'hey!' from the agonizing man. 

He had still accepted warm beverages, and after a very long fight and a threat to get drunk again, he had taken his meds. 

It was finally over. Everyone was on the path of healing. Your duty was done. 

Unfortunately for you, on this fine Sunday morning, you woke up with a raging headache and a sore throat. 

You had been infected by the zombies. The game was over. You sighed. You had hoped very very strongly that you might escape the plague but the fight had been lost. You groaned as you sat up in bed. The warmth radiating from your body couldn't betray the obvious. You had a fever. You closed your eyes, cursing every baby man in the apartment because, OF COURSE, they were still camping around. Price was the only one who went back home for the night and came back in the morning to babysit his men. 

You tried to stand, grabbing the black hoodie laying on your desk chair. You'd be fucking damned if you gave him back his hoodie. And he'd have to deal with you stealing the others too. Throwing it on, you tried to walk out of your room, the men complaining in the living room were being way too noisy for your pounding head. Finally appearing in the doorway the men turned to you. 

"Oh god… you got sick." Price said. 

The look of annoyance on your face couldn't betray it. You walked to the counter where Ghost was eyeing you carefully. You stared into his eyes. 

"Johnny, make some tea." Ghost ordered, not dropping his gaze.

"Copy." Soap said jumping from the couch and jogging to the kitchen. 

"Gaz go get some meds" he ordered again. "Copy" Gaz spoke out loud, walking to the front door. You felt your cheeks color. 

"I'll go buy some snacks." Alejandro said, walking behind Gaz. 

"You should get her to bed." Price said, walking next to soap probably to stop him from burning the kitchen down. 

Ghost stood, extending his hand. You sighed before grabbing it, letting him walk you back to your room. 

"Get in bed." He ordered. 

"Like that? Not even a date first?" You teased dropping to your knees on the mattress. 

"Stop taking your fantasies for reality." He snickered. 

You let yourself slip under the covers again. He turned on the TV in your room, putting Netflix on. 

"Ghost…" you asked, unsure of what you're going to say next. 

He turned to you. 

"Can… you stay…?" You asked. 

"Can you give me back my hoodie?" 

"No "

"Fuckin hell…" 

So here you were. Cup of warm tea in hand, various snacks dropped around the bed, chocolate, candy, chips, sliced fruit and other things. Ghost laid next to you, slightly sitting against the headboard. Community was playing on the wide screen. It was peaceful. You, laying in bed, with your scary dog of a roommate next to you on the bed, his teammates half laying at the feet of the bed and around the room. 

You sighed of content. Price had to run off to get some things done, but he promised to drop by in the evening again. Your eyelids felt heavy, the sickness getting you tired. A large hand came to slowly grab the half empty mug from your hands, putting it down on your night stand. You tried keeping track of the show on TV or the boys commenting or snickering at the jokes, but your eyes were fighting against your will. 

It felt comfy. Warm. The man next to you seemed to radiate so much warmth. Your head had slightly fallen to the side, resting on his shoulder. You convinced yourself you'd close your eyes just for a minute. Just… a little… minute… 

It felt… good… comfy… against his chest… his arm… around you… maybe… you could… sleep… for a bit…

"Sleep little bunny… we're here." He whispered, finally letting you completely give in to your exhaustion. 

__

You groaned at the sound of someone repeatedly knocking and ringing at the front door. You peeked at the clock on your phone. 6:20 am. Who ? What? 

It couldn't be Ghost. He did go for his morning runs, but… maybe he had forgotten his keys? 

You got up, finally giving in. The knocking was non stop. 

"I'm coming! God! Just a minute!"  You yelled. 

The pijamas you were wearing didn't help the cold hair from making you shiver as you walked to the front door. 

You opened it, trying to focus your brain on what was happening. 

"Oh darling! I'm soooo sorry to wake you up but I really need you!" 

You stared at the woman in front of you. Sergeant Melisa Gallegos stood there. You had met her in one of the previous missions, you had gotten friendly with her. She was kind and sweet. You sometimes get coffee and gossip with her. That's how you had gotten to know each other. You had learned that she was a single mother of a 3 years old little girl named Amy. 

Which was sitting in her mother's arms, eyes fighting to stay open at the obvious early rise she had to go through. 

"I need you to babysit."

"What?" 

"I am SO sorry to ask you this. I have a big emergency at the base, and her babysitter is on vacation… " she explained. 

"But… I… I haven't taken care of a kid in a long time!" You debated. 

"You know Amy! She loves you, you did this before." She tried smiling at you. 

You stood before her, looking at her shift from one foot to another, and at Amy just begging to fall asleep. 

You sighed. 

"Oh thank you thank you thank you!!" She said, handing the little girl into your arms. 

"Wait!- I-" you tried. 

Unfortunately she had already dropped the two little bags in front of the door and ran off. 

You looked at the little girl in your arms, not bothered by the change of person. She did know you after all, you had already babysat for her a few times. 

"Alright little monkey. Let's go back to bed. It's way too early." You said, pushing the bags inside with your feet and closing the front door. 

When Amy had woken up again, it was around 9 am. You were fine by it as it was the normal time you'd wake up. You two had played a bit on the bed, tickling her, and creating stories with the little plushie she dragged around everywhere with her. 

After a good laugh you had decided to get up, peeking at your phone. One notification.

"I'm bringing breakfast, just got to pass at the base first. Be there at 10." 

Alright. Gave you time to get dressed with Amy and make her a hot chocolate, with the usual tea for you and him. You had walked into the living room, dropping her on the couch softly turning on some cartoons, leaving you to start on the beverages. You heard the front door unlock, Ghost walking in with the usual breakfast. 

"I got-" 

He glanced at the couch. Freezing on the spot. The staring match in between the toddler and the man in a skull balaclava was almost comical if you weren't so anxious of Amy's reaction at the masked man. You hadn't thought that she might be scared of Ghost. 

"Awe you a supew hewo?" She asked, eyes shining with happiness. 

Your heart melted on the spot. You smiled at Ghost who suddenly turned to you. 

"How the fuck did a kid spawn here?" He asked, confusion clearly visible in his eyes. 

You gasped ready to reprimand him from cursing in front of the child. 

"Fwuck!" 

You both turned to the toddler who had a wide smile on her face. 

"No. No. Nonononoo… Amy sweety no.." you freaked out a bit. God Melisa was going to kill you. 

You walked to the toddler kneeling in front of her. 

"Darling, that's a bad word… only grown ups can use it… alright?" You tried to explain. Throwing a dark look at the man still standing at the doorstep. 

"Ok!" She happily conceded. 

You smiled. 

"Perfect! Do you want to meet the big man?" You asked. She frantically nodded. You picked her up, walking around the couch to stand in front of Ghost who looked almost terrified. 

"Amy, this is Lieutenant Riley. You can call him Ghost. He's my roommate… hum, my friend!" You explained. 

You turned to ghost who's eyes shifted from the child to you. 

"Ghost. This is Amy. She's my friend's kid, and I had to babysit at the last minute. She'll be spending the day with me." 

He nodded. 

"Why you wwear a mask?" She asked. 

He frowned for a second. 

"Hmm… it's for my job." He answered. 

"Can I touwch it?" She asked, extending her little hand. 

Ghost stared at it for a few seconds before looking back at you. 

"Hum, sweety, maybe-" you started trying to defuse the situation. 

To your shock he stopped closer, lowering his face, letting the little girl touch his mask. His eyes were on you, and yours were glued to his.

What was that funny feeling spreading through you? The burning sensation coursing through you? God.. 

The little girl giggled. Before letting her hand drop. 

She then turned to you. 

"Can I watch SpongewBob?" She asked. 

You cleared your throat. Looking away embarrassed. 

"Of course darling. We'll prepare breakfast." 

You turned away, walking back to the couch and sitting her down, leaving her to watch 'SpongewBob' on tv. 

You walked to the kitchen Ghost closely following you. 

"I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting -" you began in a low voice.

"It's… ok. It was surprising." He whispered back.. 

God, why was he so close to you? Why were you so HOT?! 

"I'm not used to kids." He admitted. 

"It's alright. I'm the babysitter. You don't have to stay." You smiled. 

"Didn't we have to go grocery shopping?" He reminded you. 

You closed your eyes at the sudden realization.

"Oh… fu-.. I mean… yeah… I forgot." You said. 

"We can take her. It'll be ok, right?" He asked. 

"Why wouldn't it be?" You questioned back. 

"I don't know. It's not too cold for her?" He asked. 

God can he stop being so FUCKIN cute?! You bit your lip, keeping the wide smile from being too visible and failing miserably. 

"She'll be fine." 

Breakfast had been, calm. You were thankful that Amy was one of the calmest kid's you knew. She was well behaved, calm, and sweet. She was, unfortunately for Ghost, extremely curious. And again, to his dismay, she had taken a liking to him. She had been fascinated at the way he raised his mask to his nose to eat. 

His lips were one of the things you were used to. 

To SEE. USED TO SEE. 

On another hand, Ghost had seemed very thoughtful during the morning. 

He had eclipsed himself for half an hour while you battled with the toddler to get both of you ready to go grocery shopping. She kept questioning everything, sometimes wondering about things that never ever crossed your mind. You found it funny. It was incredibly adorable. 

Zipping her little coat, making sure she had her scarf, you received a text from Ghost. 

"I'm here." 

You walked out of the door, the little girl holding your hand as you were walking down. You made sure to walk down the stairs at her pace, eyes never leaving her, too scared she might fall even though her tiny hand was secured in yours.

You pushed the building's door to the underground parking lot where you immediately saw Ghost, arms crossed over his chest, all dressed in black leaning against his black jeep. Amy squealed as she saw him. Jumping. 

You smiled. You walked to him. 

"Where did you go?" You asked. 

"We were missing something." He said.

"Really? What?" You inquired, confused. 

He moved, opening the back door. You blinked. A FUCKING CAR SEAT. You closed your eyes, sighing. 

"Thank you… it had completely escaped my mind…" you apologized. 

Amy had let go of your hand, skipping her way to Ghost, hands up in the air for him to pick her up and sit her in the back. 

Ghost froze. You were quick to make a move but you stopped as he slowly bent forward. You stood there in shock, watching him pick up the child. She was so small in his arms.

Fuck… was this awakening something in you? 

He sat her very softly in the car seat, being extremely careful to make sure she wouldn't hit her head. He moved as if Amy was a little porcelain doll. You saw him fidget to buckle her up, again surprising you. The little 'click' was heard, and he pulled a little on the belts, making sure it was safe. Amy was holding her little plushie babbling about whatever new thing she had learned this morning to the soft thing.

Ghost looked back at you, leaning on his arm  against the car. As if taking your opinion on his handy work. You bit your lip. And his eyes fell on the movement, forearms flexing. 

"Thanks…" you whispered. 

"You're welcome." He answered voice deeper than usual. You finally moved, opening the passenger door, he closed the back door making sure Amy didn't have her leg or arm in the way. You sat in the front, Ghost closing your door behind you. 

You took a deep breath. Amy seemed to be enjoying herself, not at all weary of her new environment. Ghost took place in the driver's seat, buckling his seatbelt as well. You watched his movements as turned on the vehicle.

"Ghost…" you called. 

He looked at you. 

"Did you… buy a car seat?" You asked. 

"Yes." Was all he said, attention turning back to his task. 

You pushed the Shopping cart where Amy had taken place. Ghost followed you as you tried to remember what you needed. The grocery store on the base was a good thing. It avoided having civilians staring at Ghost. At least here, everyone knew who he was. The fact he was with a woman and a child though, that, caused many to stare. 

The fact that Amy was a little blond, curly haired girl, that was incredibly close in color to Ghost's eyelashes also made everyone stare. 

You tried to focus on the task at hand, Amy and Ghost not caring at all about the rest of the people in the store. 

She kept pointing at things, asking Ghost to explain what It was. It made you smile. The way he was willingly letting himself be questioned by the little girl. 

"Oh, i forgot…" you mentally cursed yourself. 

Ghost looked at you. 

"Can.. you stay with her for a few minutes? I'm sorry… I forgot to grab something." You asked with a sorry look..he nodded. 

You smiled at him before turning around and walking out of the aisle, hurrying up.  As you scanned the new aisle your phone rang. Rummaging through your pocket you grabbed it. It was Amy's mother. 

" Hey! How's everything going?" She asked. 

"Everything's fine. Your daughter met Liteutenant Ghost Riley." You teased. 

"...what?" She asked. 

"Yeah, he's my roommate." You spoke, still searching for the damn thing. 

"... And… is everything going ok?" She asked with a little worry in her voice. 

"Everything is fine…" you sighed " she likes him more than me, and he acts as if she's made of glass." You said. 

"Oh! Thank god! I was worried she might be a bit much for him." She chuckled. 

"Well he's not used to it, but he's extremely patient with her." You reassured. 

"Alright, I might pick her up late… I'm really sorry…"

"It's ok. You owe me though." You teased. 

"Ok, fair." She laughed. 

You bid your goodbyes, her having to rush back to work, and you worrying about leaving Ghost and Amy alone too long. 

You walked back to the aisle you had left him, finding them nowhere. You frowned. You walked around the aisle, suddenly feeling the anxiety coursing through you. What happened? Why aren't they here? You stopped as you turned left into the biscuits section. 

You let out a sigh of relief.

"Ghost!" You walked to him. He turned to you not bothered at all by the situation. 

"I've been looking for-" 

You interrupted yourself as you looked at Amy. 

"Ghost. Why does she have a doll?" You asked.

"She asked for it." He replied. 

You looked at the cart. 

"She also asked for the plush, the Legos and the ponies?" You glared at him.

"Yes." He replied again, as if the situation was completely fine. 

"Ghost. You can't buy her that." 

"Yes I can." 

"No! You can't give her everything she asks for!" 

"Yes I can. She asked nicely. She said please." He explained turning back to lean on the cart. 

"That's not an excuse!" You scolded. 

"It's my money." He concluded. 

Amy smiled widely, hugging the box the doll was in. 

You stood there mouth slightly open, shocked from the situation. 

She had him wrapped around her finger! You rolled your eyes. This was a fight you wouldn't win. You headed for the cashier's, ready to ring up everything. Amy was thrilled with her new toys. Walking back to the car, you dropped the groceries in the trunk, Amy already had her doll out of the box as she had 'asked nicely', and ghost had ripped the box apart to give it to her.  

He had let you buckle her up this time. You headed back home. Stopping at MacDonalds on the way home because, once again, 'she had asked nicely'. 

"Stop spoiling her Ghost!" 

"No." 

Ghost parked in the parking lot. You both got out of the car. You opened the back door, looking at the little girl. She had fallen asleep on the way home. She hadn't liked waking up early, and it was almost time for her nap. You stood there for a little while watching her sleep. She was so cute. You didn't want to wake her up. 

The breath on your neck made your hair stand, as he whispered in your ear.

"Do you want me to pick her up…" 

You held your breath. He was in your back, cornering you, arms on each side, leaning down. 

You slowly looked to your left, planting your eyes into his. Time froze. You were so close. You could feel his breath though his balaclava on your lips. He frowned. Eyes shifting to said lips. 

"You're always biting your lip…" he noted in a low voice. 

Were you? You didn't even realize you were doing it now. 

"Does it bother you?" You hushed back. 

"It makes them… red." He stated awkwardly. 

"Does it?" You asked. Of course it did. You could see his brows furrowing.

"Makes me…want-" he started, almost growling. 

You were hanging on to his every word. Heat pouling dangerously deep in your stomach. 

"Why does it make whem red?" The little voice made you both separate instantly. Ghost taking a step back.  

You cleared your throat, looking at Amy. 

"Hum… well… hum… it's… complicated. I'll explain another time, ok?" You tried, clearly blushing. 

"Ok!" She smiled. 

God. Keeping children was hard.

The day had gone by pretty fast. You ate lunch, Amy napped leaving you and Ghost time to work a bit. You two were acting as if nothing happened.  On your part at least you were obviously embarrassed. 

After she had woken up, she insisted on playing with her new Legos. You had moved the coffee table to the side so you could play on the carpet with her. Ghost was sitting on the couch, legs spread, reading a report, occasionally looking at you playing with Amy. Once in a while Amy turned to him proudly showing off her constructions. 

Each time he praised her with a little, 'that's really nice, you did good', it made your heart flutter. 

He was so kind, so gentle with her. 

You could feel his gaze on you when you weren't looking. It burnt through you. 

After a while you had dinner, and put on a Disney movie for her. You sat on the couch with her on your lap cuddling her new teddy and her old plushie. She rested against you. Ghost joined after finishing his report. 

"Move." He asked. 

You frowned. He sat next to you, making you lean on him. You blushed. 

"Are you really gonna watch Encanto?" You teased. 

"You'd rather I go away?" He asked, looking down at you intensely. 

You didn't say anything at all. 

The more the movie played the more Amy seemed to close her eyes. It was getting pretty late. Around half of the movie she was sound asleep in your arms. You smiled down at her, brushing a little strand of blond hair away from her face. 

"Fuck…" 

You looked at Ghost meeting his gaze. 

"Is everything alright?" You whispered. 

He stayed silent. 

"Ghost..?" You asked frowning. 

"What are you doing?" He asked. 

"What.. Do you mean?" You whispered.

"To me…" he finished furrowing his brows in confusion. 

You sucked in a breath, but before you could say anything, a knock on the door made you separate. It took a little moment for him to gather himself and get up to open the door. You took a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. A few seconds later, Melisa walked in. 

"Hey!" She whispered to you, walking to where you sat. 

"Hi, how was work? " You hushed back. 

"Hell… but we made it… I'm so sorry to have dropped her off like that…" she said, the sincerest sorry look on her face.

"It's alright Melisa. I understand, and I don't mind helping you out. Amy is adorable." You reassured. 

She smiled at you, feeling slightly emotional by the look on her face. With the utmost care, you gave her the sleeping toddler. 

"I'll help you with the bags." You told her, getting up the couch with her. Looking around at the toys scattered around and then to the new plush she furrowed her brows in confusion.

"Did you buy her all of this?" She asked. 

"No. He did." You said pointing at the man leaning behind the kitchen counter. 

It was absolutely ridiculous to say that the man, in all black, with a mask made of a human skull, with the most terrifying glance you could fall on, had bought so many toys for a toddler after she had simply said 'please'.

You both walked to the doorstep as she stopped in front of Ghost. 

"I'm sorry lieutenant.. I hope she didn't make a fuss. I'm very thankful to you both for keeping her… and for the toys." She said. 

"No problem. She's a nice kid." He said. 

You smiled at him, he noticed. You grabbed the two little bags and followed Melisa out, walking down the stairs to her car. 

"He's pretty nice actually, for a cold blooded killer he is reputed for." She remarked. 

"He's still a terrifying man, who sticks up to his reputation by the reports of missions I've seen. He's just… calmer, here." You said. 

She had put Amy into her car seat. 

"He bought her… a car seat." You said. It sounded more like a thought coming out of your mouth, as if for yourself, it was still something your brain was trying to process. 

"He did? Just… for today?" She asked. 

"Yeah. We went to the store, and I guess he was worried for her safety, and immediately went out and bought her the car seat." You explained. 

Now you remembered how he seemed deep in thoughts during breakfast. He had been thinking about it. 

"Well. He seems like a good man." She said softly, closing the back door. 

"Yeah.. you're right." You smiled at her. "I trust that this stays in between us." You asked. 

"Don't worry. I wouldn't say anything that involves my daughter to anyone. This situation stays knowledge for us only." She assured. You knew that she was extremely worried to have her child on the line. Unfortunately, it's part of the job to earn enemies, and everyone wants to keep their loved one away from it. 

Melisa thanked you again as you handed her the bags. You offered to take care of Amy if she ever needed again. After hugging her goodbye, you headed back up to the apartment. 

Locking the front door behind you, you walked into the living room where you saw Ghost, holding what now seemed to be his favorite mug, standing behind the counter.

"You look tired. You should head to sleep." He remarked. 

He was right. You were tired. Taking care of a child wasn't easy, you were glad for his help. You walked up to him, you saw him stiffen. 

"Thank you Ghost. Your help was really appreciated. And I had an amazing day. Amy adored it. So… again, thank you Gh-"

"Simon." He interrupted. 

You blinked. 

"Wh-what..?" You whispered. 

He stepped closer, barely inches away.

"My name. It's Simon." He clarified. 

Your mouth opened. Then shut itself again. 

Simon. 

"(Y/N)." You blurted out. 

His eyes flashed something unknown. 

"(Y/N).." he whispered, sending a delightful shiver down your spine. Your name, on his lips. Fuck…

"Simon…" you whispered too. 

You felt his fingertips rush to your hip, hovering there, too close yet so far. After a second he lowered his hand back to his body. 

"You're welcome. It was a good day." He added. 

You nodded, smiling at him, trying to hide the obvious way your heart was racing. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you watched him step back, gaining some composure. 

"Goodnight (Y/N)." He said. 

"Goodnight Simon."

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[fluff-n-cookies]

hey, can I ask the reader to be Aizawa's daughter, but she lives with her mother in another country, so when the reader gets into a fight, her mother sends her to live with Aizawa, but she forgets to tell him, so y/ n arrives and says "hey dad, surprise?"

I'm so sorry for responding late, I just been so caught up with school, but sure! (p.s. I'm not sure if you wanted oneshots or headcanons so I did headcanons. sorry about that. and I'm also heacanoning this reader as socially awkward, sorry about that too.) reader is a teen in this!

WARNINGS MENTION OF BOOBS NOTHING GRAPHIC JUST MINETA.

first off, reader is besties with Present Mic and definitely told Mic to tell Aizawa she was coming, but did Mic Do that? NO!

he probably drove you back to UA from the airport and just barged in yelling "BITCH (Aizawa) GUESS WHAT" "what do you want Mic?" "no, guess!"

okay parting away from the crack, Aizawa and you are both dying of embarrassment since Aizawa is teaching a CLASS RIGHT NOW.

So Aizawa is Infuriated since first he knows you hate being put on in the spotlight so he does scold Mic about it while all might handle class 1A's training.

eventually you two do get to talk one on one and the moment after you say "hey dad, surprise?" he just collapses on the closest surface and replies "goddamn it you're too cute to be mad at."

please tell him about every single detail of your trip it makes him so happy. he wants to know you trust him with this information and it makes him feel like he's getting just a bit closer to you. even the bad things that make you cry like a bad break up or an argument with your mom, it just makes him want to comfort you more.

tries to get you some of your favorite snacks from your country so you feel at home.

if you feel out of place in Japan since the majority of us are probably not Japanese and probably do not meet beauty expectations, he encourages you to keep being yourself instead of trying to fit in like everyone else.

1A GIRL SQUAD MAKEOVER! 1A GIRL SQUAD MAKEOVER!

these girls are doing your nails and practically interrogating you about your life in your country.

Momo wants to know ALL the customs and ALL the history, HECK TEACH HER YOUR WHOLE LANGUGE.

Mina DEMANDS TO KNOW YOUR LOVE LIFE AND ALLLLL THE DRAMA.

Tsu, Ochako, and Hagakure are just happy to be there, and Jiro is incharge of music.

they are also the ones protecting you from Mineta so try and stick with them.

now here, Shoto and Tenya are in a silent battle over your love and Mineta and Kaminari are fighting over your Boobs.

Shoto helps control the temperature in your room so it seems more like the climate your used to in your country.

while Iida is purposely taking a languge class that you speak and having you translate it for him so he knows he's doing it correctly. (he knows he is but he just wants to hear your voice.)

OH DON"T GET ME STARTED ON AIZAWA FAM

shinsou automatically switches to brother mode, please let him show you his cat plushes and favorite animes, it just makes him so happy.

Eri HAS to have a sleep over with you at one point, you're like an older sister to her (MOVE ASIDE HADO-)

speaking with Toshinori in english if you come from an english speaking country.

Thank you for requesting and I hope to see you in my inbox again soon!

[sunnitheapollokid]

a request please from leo x reader daughter of poseidon, how will leo react if the reader teaches her to swim and she has a mermaid tail

🦦┊ ༑ ࿐ྂ。WATERGIRL ‘ND FIREBOY

leo valdez x mermaid!daughter of poseidon reader heacanons!

📬 sunni’s notes : AWE i love this req so much thank you for requesting artist :D I DIDNT KNOW WETHER TO DO HEADCANONS OR A ONESHOT </3 but i absolutely adore this req had so much fun writing it this trope gets me so giddy. hehe okay okay let’s start the headcanons!!

⊹ leo got tired of being in the forge all day and went to go see his gorgeous scrumptious beautiful daughter of the god of the sea girlfriend.

⊹ “my boyfriend?!? out of the bunker?!”

⊹ leo is a big kiss machine, that’s pretty much canon now right? so the minute you guys spend time underwater, not just annie and percy share underwater kisses together

⊹ no siree

⊹ “how’s mi sirena doing?”

⊹ FOLDED.

⊹ percy is a pretty overprotective brother, that’s also canon at this point.

⊹ leo likes to tease percy about how much you guys smooch and all this and that.

⊹ “(name), get your boyfriend to shut his mouth before i drown him.”

⊹ percy loves him (maybe)

⊹ BUT ANYWAYS.

⊹ as i was saying — leo spent time outside of the forge to spend time with you.

⊹ as it so happens, you’ve been meaning to give him a swimming lesson.

⊹ leo lived in texas, there weren’t alot of beaches and he spent most of his time at foster homes, and besides that, this man was the son of the god of FIRE.

⊹ so why would he need to learn how to swim?

⊹ eh, unless he had a mermaid for a girlfriend.

⊹ the minute he sees you in that cute ass bikin though, he’ll do anything for you!! (yes queen eat)

⊹ leo gets shaky in the water, so he likes to cling onto you, your waist, your hands, just any form of clinging once you two are underwater.

⊹ he also loves how pretty your tail is. the way it shimmered under the sun and how much it really compliments you.

⊹ though, if we’re talking about his first reaction to it, it all started during capture the flag day.

⊹ you and leo were on opposite teams and being the adhd kid he is, he got sidetracked and he saw something glisten in the water.

⊹ out of curiosity, he walked over to whatever that gorgeous thing was and it happened to be.. you.

⊹ the sirena of his dreams.

⊹ “díos mio.” he breathed, absolutely and positively speechless.

⊹ he definitely felt like the air out of his lungs escape his lips there.

⊹ he fell in love the minute you submerged out of the water with your bright smile and your pretty tail.

⊹ “hi. leo?” you had the brightest smile ever.

⊹ and he was hypnotized.

⊹ then you almost drowned him in the water because you thought he could swim and you needed to get him away from his team <3

⊹ how romantic!!!

⊹ you guys started seeing each other from there!

⊹ moving on,

⊹ “(NAME) I CANNOT SWIM.”

⊹ “STOP BEING A BABY.”

⊹ the grip this man has.

⊹ you practice holding your breath with him, (even though you really don’t have to since y’know daughter of poseidon).

⊹ “WHY’D YOU STAY UNDER THERE FOR SO LONG?!”

⊹ “SORRY I FORGOT YOU CAN’T BREATHE UNDERWATER!!”

⊹ over time, he grows comfortable with the water. seeing as he had no choice anyway since you’re his girlfriend and plan to keep it that way.

⊹ again, UNDERWATER. KISSES.

⊹ again, when you guys are underwater, he always keeps his hands on you. afraid he’ll like float away or something.

⊹ whenever leo runs out of breath, and he gets too deep into the water, you’ll just quickly connect your lips together and you’ll give him some of your air.

⊹ erm. but he likes to keep the kiss because apparently,

⊹ and i quote, “he needs all the air he can get.”

⊹ and you know how he knows morse code?

⊹ he taps on your skin underwater sometimes, things like,

⊹ “you look pretty.”

⊹ or,

⊹ “i love you.”

⊹ KABSISBSJAHNSS

⊹ anyhoo.

⊹ at camp, you two are best known as fireboy and watergirl.

⊹ campers literally fawn over the trope you two have and it’s adorable to them how much you guys make it work.

⊹ but in conclusion, he loves his sirena.

⊹ and you love him.

[tanblaque]

Mail Time!

A lot of asks rn, I can't go over most of them, but I see them all and appreciate your thoughts and suggestions! <3 OFF Valley Heacanon-related stuff will have their own posts and will take a while as I try to figure out the character's story

He indeed is!

Glad to be able to contribute.

SIR/MAAM

Spoiler, it is.

I'm glad the 3 of you enjoy Batter! He's very scrunkly.

It's not a Zacharie if he's not wearing a mask.

We have one Elsen and he's this silly one here.

Aw, I try my best to reply to most asks, it may take some time but I get to it somehow. Thank you!

No one leaves this God-forsaken fandom. And of course! Thank you!

I'm glad you like him!

Good luck on your writing! Thank you!

Interesting music choices, they all slap! Thanks for the suggestion, and I appreciate you so much!

Thanks! I've been a horror fan since I was younger, I don't even remember when it started. But in terms of horror themes in my drawing, I've been inspired by Silent Hill 2, Satoshi Kon, Evangelion, Lain, and Goodnight Punpun. The last 4 ones mostly delve into the psychological aspect.

I think I lessened my horror art in recent months because I started feeling great about life, so I've been leaning on more wholesome/recovery themes.

I used to draw horror a lot because I was at a really low point in my life, and it comforted me at the time. Now I just draw horror for fun.

And yes, Slay the Princess is bringing me back and reminding me of my love for the genre OOps.

And great to hear that you've enjoyed the game!!! That's an absolute banger of a time to play it, Smitten is me fr fr fr.

[coralinnii]

Hello, may I please ask for part 2 for Malleus in that isekaid villainess au? Heacanons please

"If you are a villain, then let me be your accomplice" 

feat: Malleus

genre: hurt/comfort?, romance

note: sequel to “being reincarnated into a new world as the bad guy”, roughly 1.5k word count

I hear you simps. I had an idea for an interaction with the heroine but the post got kinda long so I stopped here.

The past few weeks felt like a roller-coaster. You were pushed, pulled, and blindsided by the amount of things that were happening simultaneously. 

Firstly, you had to deal with the sudden proposal your family received for you, literally on the day you just had your previous engagement annulled. 

Secondly, your family had to deal with the accusations of treason from multiple families, which suspiciously included the families of the capture targets. 

Thirdly but probably the most concerning, your precious pen-pal and the man who sent the proposal was the Dragon King and hidden capture target of the game you were reincarnated into, Malleus Draconia. And he keeps appearing by your house to receive the answer you refuse to give yet. 

“Are you upset that I am the Dragon King, dear human? Do you hate me?” 

Screw him and his sulking figure right now. How does a Dragon King be so good at pouting?

After everything that has happened, you wanted nothing to do with the main protagonist and her harem and with Malleus being a capture target, he was just as liable to betray you like everyone else did. Your heart couldn’t bear any more. 

You were scared, which was why you attempted to distance yourself from him with logical reasoning. You tried to convince him that marrying you was too socially damaging. 

“So long as my family is suspected of treason, I cannot in good conscious marry you, Belle- King Malleus”

“Oh, is that all?” And with that, Malleus left leaving you confused. What did that mean?

Apparently that meant that Malleus had a mission to destroy what stood in the way of his beloved. Within a week, he and his aids searched for foul play regarding the accusations and soon found what he was looking for. The offenders responsible were arrested and sent to the imperial family in secret. He found something interesting but thought it would be better to hold onto this trump card for a bit. 

Thus, the accusations were dropped and your family was joyous over the news. And so was Malleus, albeit for different reasons. 

“What say you now, dear human?” 

“P-Please distance yourself, King Malleus!” 

Malleus was persistent and determined to woo you the human way if he must. With the advice he received from Lilia (poor choice, really), he attempts to win your hand in marriage. 

“My young Malleus, before humans marry, they tend to court each other first” 

And so he did. He would bring you expensive gifts and take you to “dates” (walks around his extravagant gardens count, right?) 

“King Malleus, please-“ 

“Call me by my pet name, dear. I believe humans call their lovers by terms of endearment” 

“That's beside the point! P-Please step back!” 

“But Lilia reported that humans are fond of physical contact and close embraces? In addition, you were fond of holding my hand when we first met”

“!!”  

Still, despite all of your fears, Malleus found his way into your heart and you chose to trust him despite his position as a capture target, against your better judgement. 

Which was why you chose him to come with you to meet them again. 

“They truly have no shame” your father seethed as your house received an invitation with the imperial seal on it, an invitation to a ball celebrating the new engagement of the prince. Your mother held you in a comforting embrace but she wore a look of great distress and rightfully so. Because it was sent as a royal invitation, to refuse is to insult the imperial house and your family was already in hot waters. 

“Sweetie” your mother spoke to you worriedly to which you tried to smile to ease her worries. You weren’t happy but you knew what you had to do. 

Luckily, Lilia heard of your predicament and offered a solution. 

“Dear, a human’s greatest arsenal could be those they have bonds with” the wise viscount hinted. “I’m sure my King would be more than happy to accompany you” 

Which brought you to where you were now, with Malleus offering a hand to you as you walked towards the castle you used to be so acquainted with. 

You were quite a sight to those attending the ball, the jilted former princess candidate being escorted by one of the most powerful beings in the land. Being unable to bear their piercing stares, you started to put focus on keeping pace with your partner, tightening your hold on his arm which you realized were rather built and firm. You knew Malleus to be lean based on his game design but the feel of his arms had your mind wandering slightly if he’s more muscular than you thought. Was he this firm everywhere else? 

“Dear human, are you alright? You seem deep in thought” 

Your body flushed with embarrassment as you got caught drifting too deeply in your thoughts. You released your hold on Malleus and stepped away a little to cool down before the draconian man realized. Luckily, he seems none the wiser. 

“So you chose to come afterall” 

You flinched at the voice. You dreaded your instincts to be true but it turned out to be so. It was the prince, accompanied by his closest companions and the star of the ball, the heroine. 

Swallowing your nerves, you bowed as expected towards the royal family. “As a loyal servant of the royal family, it is my duty to respond to the invitation” 

However, the prince scoffed at your figure. “Even when you and your family's disgraced themselves, you call yourself loyal?” 

You held back your tears but it was difficult when you could feel the heavy weight of disgust the prince held for you. Once upon a time, he was your dearest childhood friend and you thought the years the two of you spent together meant something to him. Sadly, it must have been one-sided on your part. 

However, as heavy as that disgust, it was getting overwhelmed by the aura of something else. The growing anger coming from next to you. 

“Young prince” your partner spoke in a warning tone, narrowing his striking green eyes. “I recall the misunderstanding was resolved and the true perpetrators were apprehended by the imperial knights” 

The prince was quick to silence himself and avoided your eyes which hinted he was already aware of the arrest. 

"Your anger towards my partner seems to be misguided, despite the knowledge of the true situation. Quite unbecoming for a future ruler, I must say"

Malleus continued to stare down at the shaking royal heir and let out a disappointed sigh. 

“I cannot blame you, however” Malleus said which surprised both the prince and you. 

The powerful fae, with gentleness contradictory to his reputation, held your hand in his. He brought your hand closer to his lips, bringing your attention, and the attention of others, to the tall man. You felt your heart jump as he smiled at you before speaking once again.

“I’ve come to understand the feeling of anger for the sake of others and the desire to protect those dear to you” 

Your nerves returned tenfold as your heart was beating to the point you were nervous to think if all of the surrounding attendants was able to hear it. 

Although his green eyes were soft when holding your gaze, it was quick to harden when he turned to stare down at the prince and his associates. 

“But I suggest you tread carefully, young prince,” Malleus daringly warned the capture targets. “In my investigation regarding the accusations against my dear’s family, I came across something curious” 

With that, the intimidating king took a step closer and leaned slightly forward, closer to the nervous prince but still situated in a way that seemed to look down at the prince. 

“The families that reported the treason were in one way or another connected to that woman of yours, which begs the question if these false accusations were done for her benefit” 

The prince froze and glanced at his new lover, who looked as worried as he did. No matter the power the heroine and the prince may hold, that kind of conspiracy would damage the heroine’s reputation as well as the prince and his associates who were quick to condemn your family due to these accusations. If it turned out that underhanded methods may have been used to dirty your name then…high society and the kingdom would be in an uproar. 

And Malleus was counting on that. 

“So…” Malleus' deep voice broke through the prince’s mental spiral. “I do hope you choose wisely before ever trying to interact with my precious one again”

[ratskinsuit]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

For Fountain Full Of Sewege Water (Ratskinsuit)

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WARNING, This account contains nsfw and sensitive topics, MDNI. Welcome to my trashy little corner of tumblr 🙃

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~~Oneshots~~

Till I Feel Better - sub!Lucifer x gn!Reader - Smut

A Warm Embrace - stressed!Lucifer x gn!Reader - Fluff

Under The Desk Support - sub!Lucifer x gn!Reader - Smut

In Life And Death And Further On - Ex Lover!Velvette x gn!Reader - Fluff, tad bit of angst

My Other Half - Lucifer x Imp fem!Reader - Angst, Comfort, Slight Fluff

~~Headcanons + Drabbles~~

Hazbin Hotel Pet Name Heacanons pt 1 - No Reader - No tags

Hazbin Hotel Pet Name Headcanons pt.2 - No Reader - Slight Nsfw

Velvette x Autistic!Male Reader Headcanons - Fluff

Velvette and Best Friend Reader Headcanons - Fluff

Angel Dust and Best Friend Reader Headcanons - Fluff with slight Angst

Lucifer x Sinner gn!Reader from a cold place Headcanons - No Drabble - No tags

Alastor x Fallen Angel Lucifer’s Sister Fem!Reader Headcannons - No Drabble - No Tags - Planned to be redone eventually

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~~Random Stuff~~

Alastor is a demented cat

Alastors stupid cane

Cat Alastor Drawings

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Rolan Heacanons: Pregnancy

pairing: Rolan x afab!reader (use of she/her pronouns)

〚 Masterlist | WIP List 〛

-MDNI-

Content includes: angst, some fluff, and slight references to NSFW

Suggested pre-reads: tielfing hcs | deciding to start a family with Rolan

01. Pregnancy

at first, the new smell of your pheromones only woke his body up a little bit - almost like a small rush of adrenaline - but as it continued to intensify, so did his senses, inciting alertness within him

by the time your pregnancy was confirmed by a cleric, his body had become so well attuned to yours that he almost always knew what you needed

it was more of instinct than anything - he'd be going about his day and suddenly get the idea to bring you some water and a snack and make sure you were comfortable

despite everything that had led up to you finally being pregnant, he was still scared

despite how he had thought about it for so long, telling you that he was ready for a baby only once he truly knew that he wanted to start a family

despite how he had become so keen to give you a baby during the months you two tried to conceive almost every single night - desperate to give you what you desired

despite how he had become upset every time he sensed your period approaching, the familiar twang of guilt in his chest never failing to strike him

despite it all, he was scared - worried - once your pregnancy was confirmed

he began to think about all of the things that had always held him back from having children in the first place

his fear of not being able to bond with his child

his fear of the harassment his child could face

his fear that you, the person he loved more than anything, would experience the pain of having to watch your child go through such things

and he hoped to the Gods that he hadn't done something he would end up regretting

he tries every day to force his mind to be different; he hopes, sometimes even prays, to the Gods that he will be able to bond with his baby, and that he won't let either of you down

every time a new milestone happens, when you enter a new trimester or start getting new symptoms, or when your baby finally starts kicking, almost all he can feel is anxiety - and he figured there had to be something wrong with him

despite the hours he spent next to you at night, his forehead and palm pressed against your growing bump as you slept, waiting and hoping to finally feel the things he knew he was supposed to

despite the hours he spent awake at night while you slept, watching to make sure you didn't turn too far onto your stomach or back in your sleep - sometimes falling asleep on accident and shooting awake with fear as his hands desperately felt for you

despite the way his entire body would become overwhelmed with love and adoration every time he saw you, your growing belly as evidence of his love for you - of your love for him - for everyone to see

he figured he was defective - that he didn't deserve to be a father, especially not the father of your child

despite his fears, every day he vowed to do his best to take care of you, appreciating his lineage (for the first time in years) for giving him the ability to always be tuned into your needs

despite his fears, he still cared deeply for the health of his little love in your belly

he attends every single appointment with you, worrying the entire day that the cleric will give bad news

and when they tell him that both mother and baby are perfect, he makes them triple-check before he's rid of his worries

pregnancy is already difficult, but there's an added layer to it when a non-tiefling is carrying a tiefling's child

this is something you both knew before deciding to conceive, and it was just another reason he had been apprehensive about starting a family with you

but you would do anything to have his babies - knowing your pregnancy might be harder than normal didn't deter you in the slightest

and thankfully, it wasn't any more uncomfortable or painful than any other pregnancy would be, it's just that your body is constantly compensating for the fact that your child's body temperature is higher than yours

this means you're burning calories at a much higher rate than normal - causing you to have to eat and sleep more often

by the time you're 6-7 months in, you're sleeping at least 12 hours per day

because all of your energy goes into growing your baby, you're left to feel rather lethargic every day, unable to do many of your normal tasks and hobbies

he'd often apologize to you, feeling remorseful for the state he's put you in, sorry that you can't get up and do many of the things you used to

and of course, without fail, you always remind him there's no reason to be sorry, there's nothing you'd rather be doing than growing and protecting his baby - even if it meant that you'd always be tired and hungry

and you'd often try to apologize, too, feeling sorry that so many responsibilities had fallen onto him given your state

but he'd barely let you get a word past "I'm sorry" out, never wanting to hear the mother of his child thinking she had anything to apologize for

Rolan keeps track of your sleeping and eating patterns, often being the one to cook for you and wake you up to eat, especially once you get to the point where doing it yourself becomes too much of a task

the safety, comfort, and health of you and his baby take precedence over any of his responsibilities as the master of Ramazith's Tower

so he ends up being very glad he took on a few apprentices before your pregnancy, as he can redirect much of his lower-level work at the tower to them, allowing him to focus on caring for you

He prefers to always be near you while you sleep, which at first is easy enough because you just sleep at night time with him

but eventually, you start having to sleep during the day too, and he has a hard time concentrating on his work in his office when you're sleeping somewhere else in the tower

so one day he buys you a comfortable chaise for his office, and that becomes your daytime nap spot

he tries to get you up and moving every day, but on the days it actually works, he really likes taking you into town for fresh air

he'd probably ask some customers or colleagues for recommendations on baby/maternity shops in the city that he can take you to

he'd be noticeably protective over you - another effect that your pheromones had on him

not in the sense that he's puffing his chest out and flaring his nostrils whenever someone so much as looks at you

he just wants to keep you and his baby safe and comfortable - and he's more confrontational when he needs to be

he understands you might not have the energy to stand up for yourself, so he will step up for you without a second thought

if you tell him you don't want people to touch your stomach, he's more than alright being the "asshole" to step between you and the stranger and tell them not to touch you (lowkey doesn't want anyone else touching your belly either)

any threats to your comfort are taken just as seriously as threats to your safety

Rolan is obsessed with your belly throughout the pregnancy

he loves your pregnant body so much, he embraces every single thing about it

he also just loves touching your body and holding you close

(it probably does get him riled up, but that's another post for another time)

he'll run a bath for the two of you every night so that he can hold you and relax with you - the bath itself offering the added bonus of relieving some of your daily aches and pains

there would be a few moments throughout your pregnancy where he'd sincerely thank you for carrying his child

he'd see the way your body had to change and grow, and the aches that accompanied it, he'd see the pains of false-labor contractions, the headaches, and how you'd become a little weaker due to how much you had to sleep each day

he'd thank you for the sacrifices you made, and he'd just hope that he was doing enough in return

once you finally go into labor, he'd be far more calm than most would expect him to be

like, yeah, he's scared to hell and back about it, internally

but he wasn't the one doing the scary part - you were - and he intended to be everything you needed him to be

Stay tuned for "Rolan: Fatherhood" headcanons! And your thoughts are always appreciated <3

[moonpetrichors-blog]

Dating Lo’ak Includes...

Tags: Lo’ak x Reader, Heacanons, Fluff, Dating, Avatar 2, Gn!Reader, More Slight Angst LMAO

Warnings: None

What dating Lo’ak would include.

Look I was crushing on Lo’ak for like the entire movie, of course if Neteyam is getting relationship headcanons so will my boy Lo’ak ‼

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╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [25/12/22] ❞  

Lord he is so cute.

Like Neteyam, he has a very sweet and caring personality, and shows his affection for you through quality time and physical touch.

Just like his dad, he’s got such a cocky and sarcastic mouth on him LMAO

That shit makes you SWOON

Before you even started dating Lo’ak, he was so stubborn about not confessing and simply expected to keep it to himself.

He’s very clumsy with himself though, and sucks at keeping his feelings hidden

It was only a matter of time before you realized what was going on 💀

You honestly find it endearing how nervous and ungraceful he is around you

It’s very easy to probe reactions out of him, so half your conversations are either playful banter or teasing

He’s pretty reckless so sometimes when you go on dates it’s not the most safe or well thought out plan...💀

The majority of decisions in your relationship is honestly based off of impulsive choices. Dude can’t be methodical for his LIFE

He’s disobedient and will literally do the opposite of what you tell him to do just so you guys can play fight LMFAO

Now, we all know how Lo’ak feels like the odd one out in his family.

He makes bad choices, gets into trouble, and overall feels like he’s second best to his older brother.

So of course, his recalcitrant attitude is a way he builds walls around himself.

But honestly? This attitude we know and love is probably a façade.

Deep down, all he wants to do is prove his worth and be helpful, but all it does it backfire on him.

He’s been hurt time and time again, seeing himself as an outcast and a failure.

As his significant other, you make him feel appreciated and valued, because you see him for who he really is and love him as he is.

For once, Lo’ak doesn’t feel like an outsider. He feels like he doesn’t have to prove himself with you.

Despite this, Lo’ak is still an independent lover and enjoys his alone time.

He has a difficult time relying on other people, and the fact that he’s let you in this much means a lot.

I can see him playing both sides of the relationship. Some days he’ll take the initiative, and other times he just wants to be held by you.

Dude THRIVES in chaos. If you’re disobedient too? Y’all are reckless idiots together.

Is also an overprotective lover. Absolutely will not hesitate to beat the shit out of someone who tries to talk badly upon your name.

It doesn’t matter if you’re being directly harassed or trash talked behind your back, trust that Lo’ak will be ready to punt some bitches into next week.

Imagine patching him up after punch fights omg??? I just KNOW he loves it when you run your hands over his knuckles and kiss them better.

Please comfort my boy on his appearance :((

He’s got a sarcastic and unwavering personality, yes, but don’t doubt the fact that he can get insecure about how he looks sometimes.

Part of the reason why he loves when you kiss his knuckles is because you remind him every part of him is loveable; even the human bits.

You make the darkest parts of himself feel seen; and he will always be thankful he has someone like you that embraces all of him.

[makilime]

Rex Splode x Gn!Reader

I wasn't joking when I said that just now this character won't let me think straight.

⏤͟͟͞͞ ｟Dating heacanons｠⏤͟͟͞͞

Patience is not an option, it is a requirement with this man. There will be moments when you'll just want him to shut his mouth.

Now, either you share the same neuron or you'll probably need to count to 10 a hundred times a day.

If you share the same neuron, he's your man, although you'll probably get a stomach ache for laughing at their stupidity.

That would probably bring you a lot of scolding if that's the case, you won't be Immortal's favourite person, that's for sure.

If you're someone more serious, he'll try hard to at least get a smile out of you.

Your relationship would be a poorly hidden secret. He's not ready to admit he's dating someone yet, rather he doesn't want anyone to find out about It because Eve and Kate will almost certainly explain to you that he's a total idiot.

It's not like they're lying, but after almost dying he's really trying to get better.

Yeah, remember"poorly hidden secret"? Well, he talks about you 24/7, without saying your name of course. "I'm going on a date with someone really hot, it's like the coolest person I've ever met in my life"

Words of affirmation is something that would surprisingly make him be in the palm of your hand.

Not that he complains about other displays of affection, he's more than happy to receive any kind of physical contact and attention.

As for gifts, he is not too excited but he appreciates it.

He's not the kind of person who gives flowers or chocolates, he'd probably give you something you were looking at in a shop window, you'd find it in front of your door in the same bag he bought it in.

Civilian? He'll be all smug about how cool it is to be a hero and especially how cool he is as a hero "Save humanity? Yeah, I do it twice this week, easy peasy."

Hero? Then he will be a pain in the ass. It's not that he doubts your abilities, he just wants to take the lead, show you that you're safe with him, even though he'll probably cause more collateral damage in the process.

Who cares about saving the world? He would sacrifice the world to save you.

If you jump into danger, he'll stand by your side.

In private, his attitude is a little different. He will really listen to you and be someone you are comfortable talking to about your problems or anything that crosses your mind.

However, don't expect great advices, although I don't deny that he'll make a real effort.

Something quiet and simple is perfect for him, you would become his safe space, he wouldn't be alert all the time waiting for something to try to kill him.

Dates are more spontaneous than planned, if there is free time there is always the possibility of going to your favourite restaurant.

His perfect date would be go to get a drinks and then just watch movies at home, even better if it's your home... Although I don't think he have a home himself.

Who fell in love first? If you fell first, he fell harder for sure.

I mean, the first week he would think "of course, who wouldn't fall in love with me?".

After a month he realised that you were serious and thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to try his luck.

... There was no turning back once he fell in love with you.

On the other hand, if he fell first, there will be no lack of reckless flirtations and awkward approaches, if you appreciate your personal space he will love your personal space.

In the middle of class you could see him at the window beckoning to you.

Casually one day the fire alarm is turned on and he convinces you to skive off, can you blame him? He just wants to take advantage of his free time.

If you went on a mission together he wouldn't get tired of teasing you.

However, if you are a man, you will suddenly realise that he is much nicer to you than to others. Favouritism is more than obvious to everyone.

Especially when you're in the same room with other guys, he'll suddenly go from calling Mark a chicken to offering if you want to get something to eat after training, he won't let you pay for anything.

Maybe a casual spanking after finishing a mission, just to reinforce the camaraderie of course.

It's the first time I write in this format, so sorry if something is written weirdly, English is not my first language.

If you have any request I'll be happy to write or draw it, I also do fanfics :D

[callme-holly]

- 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 -

- DARRY CURTIS -

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- SODAPOP CURITS -

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- DALLAS WINSTON -

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'I like you more than I planned'

dating dallas after his break-up with sylvia

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'he's not perfect, but he's all I want'

- JOHNNY CADE -

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'he looks at her like he just realised what love is'

'hold my hand and kiss me when no one's looking'

'you feel like home'

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- TIM SHEPARD-

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