#hulk headcannon

[writinandcrying]

Do you guys ever think about the fact that the tmnt turtles fav comic would probably be X-men?

That they would finally feel seen, heard, to have someone understand how others treats them the way they look, the way they simply are

“If someone wrote this, it’s because they know what’s like to be judged, there are good people who will accept us, right?” Mikey thinks out loud hopefully

But Leo and Raph cannot be so optimistic as their little brother, they can only focus on how once they were the ones that once starved in the sewers back then, that had to deal with screaming fits and profanities if they decided to look for food on top side, how they wished to play at the playground near the layer, to visit central park for once during daylight and feel the sun, to listen ti the birds, to have friends, to truly exist.

How lucky they were for master Splinter, how he didn’t abandon them.

They wish someone once saw them as “little boys, But no one did. No human did.

Leo has to step back into reading those comics, that alone drove him and his brothers away further. It’s already hard enough to see how humans treat “outsiders” within themselves. Racism, xenophobia, homophobia transphobia, ableism. If humans can’t accept their own kind, how and why would they ever accept them?

Donnie doesn’t outright say it, but he shares the same kind of thoughts as his older brother, he doesn’t indulge this passion for a while either, he already has enough crisis to deal with his own, an existential one due to s simple comic isn’t on his agenda

Raph on the other hand, consumes like his life depends on it

For the first time, someone understands it. For the first time. He can cry it out for the life he wasn’t blessed to have. For the first time, someone revenged his and his brothers kind. The rage some characters felt It fueled something he was scared of, there was days he wanted justice, he wanted for humans to feel what he feels

He’s scared of those feelings, with X-men, he can let go of it for a while

Mikey HATES panels like those tho lmao, he hates embracing this “gloomy side” of being a mutant, of realizing that some mutants are just. Mutants. No one was meant to be chained at their families basement, no one was meant to be abandoned by their parents and left in the cold

Do you know what kind of panels he likes?

The ones that shows how kind mutants can be

How they can help out, how generous, gentle, and sweet mutants are, the ones that show how they are truly like

He knows some people out there would accept him,accept them. He can feel it. he just have to look real close, and who knows, maybe they will be able to ride at the coolest skateboard park near by! Or try out those gelato stores near the Brooklyn subway, or finally try a croissant, a fresh bagel! or or- Play freesbie with someone’s dog that took a liking in him at the park, brunches at soho, thrift shopping, going to concerts, just… existing at time square, finally having a midnight kiss as the ball drops in New Year’s Eve

No more screams, only smiles when someone meets his eyes

Who knows, right?

Also not to call Mikey out or anything but

all Xmen are hot send tweet

[idiotlosingsanity]

Bruce Banner - Hulk

[nympippi]

For the TBP headcanon thing: I just love the idea of Vance using a home perm kit. With his hair all in rollers

He’d get up bright and early just to do his hair. Honestly he finds it exhausting and kinda annoying however he’s always really happy with the results afterwards so it’s kinda worth it in the end!

[birdy-bat-writes]

Marvel Headcanons

Taking HC requests :)

Yet to come...

[neurotic-sinkhole]

sitting at work scrolling on tumblr when a coworker and friend betrays me by snatching my phone out of my hands. jokes on him though because i was looking at a post about hal jordan and superman fighting over who gets to make batman pregnant.

[muwapsturniolo]

Hockey!Matt ᯓ★ Headcannons

Warnings…. there is some nsfw ahead but there is a warning before it starts but otherwise, it's pretty chill

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who.... Is a hothead on and off the ice. He couldn't help it really, ever since he was a kid he had a temper and it only got worse when he made it to the big leagues.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who...Is the best center and enforcer, never losing a face-off and always making sure whoever has the puck has a clear path to the goal.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who...Is so focused on his job he doesn't dabble in relationships unlike his brother and teammate Chris.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who.... Has a bad article written about him by a specific sports journalist.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who.... Meets said sports journalist at a press conference and can't help but find her fiery attitude attractive.

"You called me a brute if I remember correctly." He smirks, his eyes looking her up and down. "I actually said the energy you radiate when your head is in the game resembles the hulk who is a brute force. I never called you a brute specifically Sturniolo. If you're going to call me out, make sure you know what I said."

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who...Becomes obsessed with her after that small debacle.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Reserves a seat at every game just for her, making sure it's the best seat so she can see him play.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Pays for her to come to every game, covering travel fees, hotel expenses, as well as dining.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who...Takes her out for dinner after playing against the Golden Knights, the two of them having a great time drinking, eating, and laughing.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who...Wakes up hungover with the journalist in his bed naked....and a ring on their finger.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Is oddly calm about the situation despite the girl waking up and freaking out.

"Oh god, oh god! Did we really do what every blackout drunk people do in Vegas and get married?!" Matt stands up and pulls on his boxers, walking over to the bathroom to brush his teeth. "We did, why are you complaining?"

"Why aren't you complaining?"

"Because now I don't have to face the fear of asking you to be my girlfriend when I can just call you my wife."

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Does just as he said and calls her his wife from here on out, treating her like a wife as well.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who...Demands that she attend his games and wear his jersey.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Points to her after every goal, sometimes even skating past and blowing a kiss.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Always wears one of her signature star barrets when playing, or has it clipped to his pants pocket on a normal day, claiming it's his lucky charm

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Asks her to move in with him after 4 months of being "married".

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Despite being more of a dog person, knows she likes cats, so he gets her one as a move-in gift, claiming it's their child.

「 ✦ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ✦ 」

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... The dominant energy they both have makes things in the bedroom exciting.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Loves to fuck her in the locker room after a home game win, soon taking it back to their penthouse.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Takes his frustrations of losing out on her in the bedroom, endless rounds until he feels like he 'won'

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Worships her, laying bewteen her thighs for as long as she will let him.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Won't admit it but loves when she attaches a collar around his throat, yanking on it as he drives his cock into her cunt

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Loves to fuck her while shes in his jersey, it was something about seeing the black and yellow jersey attached to her body as she begs for him to go harder that releases an animalistic drive in him

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... Loves to show off the scratches on his back in the lockerroom, enjoying the way his teammates gape at the deep scratches.

ᯓ★ Hockey!Matt who... After winning the stanley cup gives his girl the most passionate and soft sex they ever had before officially asking her to be his wife.

Purrrrr new trope! i'm very excited for this one and i'd love to do blurbs for this how i did with bunny!!

[blkluci]

idk if your taking requests but i literally js read your mha boys seeing you fight and fell in love and i was wondering if you could do a part 3 with hawks, dabi, and iida or anyone else you’d like pls

𝒎𝒉𝒂 𝒃𝒐𝒚/𝒎𝒆𝒏 and you fighting pt.3...

CHARACTERS ) keigo tamaki, toya dabi todoroki, tenya iida.

PLOT ) a headcannon of the boy/men seeing you fight.

A/N ) thankk youuu anon for the request!! glad you've been enjoying it :) sorry it took so long to fill. i'm so happy that everyone is enjoying this series. lmk if y'all want me to do a different fandom! :3 my requests are always open, so don't be shy y'all <33

[ 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐎 ] hawks is a walking chick magnet—nopunintended. but he's he made that EXTREMELY clear in multiple interviews; he only wants you. so, it makes no sense when his random girl pushes up on him talkin' bout sum‰—"HE'S MINE." she followed you guys around for too long and hawks asked her to politely stop. when she insisted to not leave him alone, you intervened. didn't go to we for her according to him.

... you've been patient enough

... when she twisted her mouth to say something disrespectful you took off

... your fist connected with them nasty thin lips

... keigo's distress signals in his body weren't working properly

... he didn't know whether to pull you off her and cheer

-> "get In the paint!"

... his chants fuel the punches

... the girl tried the cover her face but your hulk hands still found it

-> "LOOK WHAT HAPPEN TO YOU NOW!"

... you was whoppin' her like you had real issue

... kei was really really amused

... but being that you guys were in public, he didn't want trouble for you

-> "okay baby, i think you got enough hits in."

... right before you let go off her bald head, you landed one for good measures on her nose

-> "DON'T LEMME SEE YOU AGAIN!"

... keigo was chuckling as he covered you guys with his wings and snuck away

... in the secluded area he admired your features

… your face was untouched but a bit of dirt on your shirt

-> "you did her real dirty babe."

-> "so?"

... he smirked

-> "she gonna have bruises for a while."

-> "her problem."

... damn

... that's kinda hot to him

... he chuckled

-> "so cruel. i love you."

… you gave a confused concerned face

… he didn’t care. judge him all you want!

… HE AINT ASHAMED

[ 𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈 ] toya hasn’t been with many women in his lifetime. but he’s been with one before you. he’s never mentioned it because he ain’t like her. so randomly, when she decided to take it upon herself and text him to leave you. mind you, he been blocked her on everything. he obviously doesn’t entertain, care nor does he want to or have to energy to deal with her. so he gave you the phone and you told her line it up.

… miss girl was BOLD

… she dropped that address with quickness

… so being an amazing and supportive boyfriend

… he took you to her

… as soon as the car pulled up you called her

-> “come outside, we not gon jump you.”

… dabi chuckled

… he sat on the car hood with his hands in his pants

… he made sure he pull out that phone too

-> “don’t beat her up too bad.”

-> ���no promises!”

… shawty buss through the doors and ran up on you

… just to get kicked

… dabi almost fell out on the car

… you was putting beat to ahhhhh bruh

-> “ damn. damn. damn.”

… your hits echoed all down the dark street

-> “betcha won’t try it again!”

… dabi seen you fight before but not with typa anger and adrenaline

… your fist moving like lightning fast to her face

… you damn near pull her head off with how hard gripped her hair

-> “GET UP! GET UP!”

… next thing he know you pick her up like some WWE champion and body slam her

-> “OH!”

-> “DUMMY.”

… he didn’t know what to say but snaked his arm around your shoulder with a smirk

-> “where’d you learn that? how you know how to do that.”

-> “i’ll never tell.”

… he looks at you with a straight face

… them blue eyes damn near glowed in the dark

… like gojo

-> “you always doin’ that.”

-> “i love you too.”

… he rolled his eyes

… now he gotta go beat twice cause he knows he taught you that

[ 𝐈𝐈𝐃𝐀 ] mr. idc-ima-tell really ain’t have no romantic past. he does however have haters. boys and girls but he’s mr. don’t-care! so guess what, he don’t care! but some people really be bold out here. just like this ragamuffin boy that try to fight him. so what’d you do? JUMP THE HELL IN! you like corbin fr. but what makes no sense is why this girl would jump in. yeah she got dealt with.

… iida really didn’t have much time to react he could only swing

… you watched with the boy put his booger hands on your pootie, you wasn’t having it

… you punch the random in the back of his fathead

… iida notice that the weigh was off him

… but then he see it’s you

-> “Y/N!”

… all of a sudden!

… some shawty doo-wop run up

… iida pulled the guy off you and punch him in the jaw

… boy got slumped

… you and the girl tho

… y’all still going!

-> “WHAT YOU THOUGHT THIS WAS!?”

-> “y/n! come on, let her go.”

-> “HELL NO! RUN UP AND STILL BEAT YOU !”

… poor girl was scattering on the floor like a roach

… you was giving her that work!

… twisted every way but sideways

… iida eventually pulled you back

-> “calm down, please. you’ve been her up.”

-> “MAKE SURE SHE DONT TRY IT AGAIN!”

… the girl was limping walking away

-> “she won’t! i’ll make a complaint to aizawa and principal nezu."

… he was livid , but he needed to make sure you were okay

… so he asked if you guys could have the day off

… ofc he was granted permission

… so yall went to eat and chat

Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be afraid, for I am your God. I will strengthen you; I will help you; I will hold on to you with my righteous right hand. (‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭41‬:‭10‬ ‭CSB‬‬)

[icycoldninja]

Sorry for all the requesting 🥺😭 This is gonna get dark!

May I please request headcanons for the Sparda boys + V reacting to their female S/O being kidnapped and tortured over a long period of time and they have to deal with the physical and mental aftermath when she’s finally rescued?

Ay, it's no problem. Here ya go, and enjoy!

Sparda boys + V X Fem!Reader kidnapped and tortured headcannons

Warning: As the title implies, there is some dark content coming up with themes of torture involved. If you are uncomfortable with these themes, DNI!

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¤ Dante ¤

-Oh boy. First it was his brother, and now his girlfriend? Whoever dared do this to you is in for a world of pain.

-He doesn't wait around long enough for the kidnapper to send him footage of what was being done to you; the moment he realizes you're in danger, he's hopped on his motorcycle and is looking towards your location which he discovered with his demon instincts.

-He finds you tied to a chair with barbed wire, bloodied, broken, and sobbing. While looking upon your battered and bruised figure, honestly feels like crying himself.

-Oh, his baby, his poor, poor baby. He loved you so much and never, ever, in his wildest dreams, would have wanted to see you hurt like this. He nearly Triggered right there and then, but he held himself back for your sake. He didn't want to terrify you any further than you were now.

-He got you out of that horrible place as fast as he could, his limbs shaking nearly as violently as you were when he carried you out of the kidnapper's hiding place.

-"Hey there, badass. You can relax now, it's all gonna be OK now that I'm here."

-The moment you guys returned to Devil May Cry, he fed you as many green orbs and Ibuprofen tablets as he could without overdosing you. He didn't want you to feel the pain anymore; he wanted you to be smiling and happy again.

-Once the medicine kicked in and you were comfortable enough to sleep, he held you. He refused to let go of you. He clutched you as tightly as he could, tears silently running down his face. How could he allow this to happen?! How could he let you get hurt like this? What kind of devil-hunter extraordinaire was he if he couldn't even protect the only woman in the world he ever truly cared about?

-He was going to spoil you with attention and affection even before you woke up. He wanted you to heal from this, and wanted to be the one to help you heal.

-You are so precious to him, and now he's going to show you just how much in any way he possibly can.

-Expect long, loving cuddles, big hugs every time you walk into a room, and words of affirmation whenever you look down.

-He'll also tenderly treat your wounds and wrap them himself, telling you how strong and brave you are to have survived all that pain every time he does so.

-This whole incident was a massive fright to him; now he's going to hold onto you so tightly, there's no way he could ever lose you again.

■ Vergil ■

-He is so, so, scared, but he refuses to show it. Vergil remembers what it was like to be brutally tortured at the hands of Mundus, so he is enraged and horrified when he finds out the same has been done to you.

-He can't stop himself--and won't. Whoever did this to you doesn't deserve that mercy. He Triggers, and sails away to find you, doing so in a sheer matter of minutes thanks to his demonic instincts.

-He bursts into your kidnappers' hideouts, roaring. He hears your anguished screams and flips into overdrive a second time, literally tearing through the walls as he frantically searched for you.

-The noise scared you, making you think it was the kidnappers returned to torment you further. However, when you saw the hulking, icy-blue devil crash through the wall, your fears were put to rest.

-The moment he saw your battered, torn form bound to a chair with barbed wires jutting into your flesh, he nearly blew up the building and all that was around it.

-There was so much anger coursing through his veins, you could feel it emanating from him, even as he gingerly undid your bonds and scooped you into his massive, scaly arms.

-"Do not cry anymore, Precious. The nightmare is over now. I am here. You are safe."

-He portaled you out of there with the Yamato and immediately took you to the hospital to get your wounds treated.

-He also refused to leave your side for any reason, insisting on staying and watching the doctors work, even if what they were doing was unsettling; he'd seen and been through much worse.

-The entire time, Vergil sat by your bedside, either staring at you intently, or holding your hand. He didn't want to let you go, and most certainly didn't want you to leave his sight.

-The moment you awoke, the first thing Vergil told you was that he loved you. He sounded out of character, considering this was something he rarely ever said aloud, but he was so afraid of losing you, and the PTSD of Mundus's torture was returning to him--he wanted you to have what he never did when he was recovering: comfort.

-He stayed by your side until you were discharged from the hospital, and after that, drove you home, only to wrap you in his arms and cuddle you till you both fell asleep.

-You both would undoubtedly be having nightmares about this for weeks, but for now, at least you were safe in Vergil's arms.

□ Nero □

-He found out what had happened to you in the worst way possible. He received a video from the kidnapper.

-It depicted the kidnapper, who wore a mask to obscure his face, using a crowbar to break your arms and legs while you were suspended by your arms from the ceiling.

-Nero lost it; his pseudo devil trigger Triggered and he was out the door in an instant.

-He doesn't possess the demonic tracking abilities of his father and uncle, unfortunately, but he manages to find you after a good half hour of searching.

-What he walks in on is disgusting. You're begging for mercy, sobbing and screaming under the pain your various broken limbs were causing you, all while your kidnapper laughed.

-Nero wanted to tie this motherfucker up and give him a taste of his own awful medicine, but he had bigger priorities: you.

-He freed you, shushing you when you screamed out in pain, promising he's gonna get you all patched up faster than you can think and that everything is gonna be ok.

-"You can rest now, baby, I gotcha."

-Once he takes you back to Devil May Cry, the entire Sparda clan and their friends are by your side in seconds, with Nero at the forefront. They heal your wounds in seconds and Dante makes corny jokes to lighten the mood.

-Then, they leave you and Nero alone to converse in private. It's a good thing they did, too, because almost as soon as the room was empty, Nero burst into tears, trapping you in a hug and sobbing into your shoulder.

-You ended up crying along with him; the two of you just bawling into each other's shoulders.

-Nero promised to never allow something like this to happen ever again, and spent the remainder of the night lying next to you with his arms and legs wrapped your you like a giant koala on a beat-up tree.

-You were very thankful for this because honestly, you didn't think you could survive this stressful, traumatizing night without having Nero snoring by your side.

● V ●

-V was texted a sickening video by an unknown number, and the moment he opened and watched, he collapsed.

-The kidnapper, standing offscreen, was repeatedly striking younin the face, chest, hips, and other areas with a spiked bat before kicking you in the stomach and shutting the camera--or whatever he used to film the video--off after releasing some unhinged laughter.

-V was terrified. He had no idea how to find you from this meager information, let alone save you.

-Still, he was determined to try, and so, gathering up his cane, he limped along, Shadow at his side and Griffon doing reconnaissance a few feet away.

-After some time, they found you, lying on the floor in an unbelievably deep pool of your own blood, yet still fully awake.

-V would have knelt there and cried, but he forced himself to swallow the tears and lift you to safety.

-Oh, Wanderer...what have they done to you?"

-He brought you to Devil May Cry and patched you up to the best of his abilities, using as many green orbs as he could get his hands on.

-Though your physical words may have been healed, your mental wounds were anything but.

-You were in so much shock, you were shaking from head to toe. V saw this and wished there was more he could do to help, but for now, he would hold your hands, kiss your cheeks, and rest his head in your lap while you told him anything and everything you needed to get off your chest.

-He read to you, too, his soothing voice doing wonders to ease your anxiety and calm you to a point where you could sleep.

-As V watched you slumber, he made a silent pact to always protect you, however he could, for as long as he could. He never wanted to see you go through something like this ever again.

[ashdreams2023]

Hello! Can I please request headcannons for avengers (+ Loki as bf) x reader who’s very sensitive and how they would react and handle her on the days she’s especially sensitive? :)

Avengers x sensitive reader

Everyone got their experience with how sensitive you are, some didn’t go as well and others well…they learned

For example tony learned to keep it down with the sarcasm, he knows you can take a joke every once in a while but sometimes it just hits harder than it should

Thor learned to be not as loud because you get startled easily and with the amount of daggers Loki has thrown his way he was bound to learn his lesson

Bruce is your favorite to chat with after Loki though, he’s always soft spoken and his little commentary makes you smile

Wanda and Peter are the only two Loki trusts completely around you, Peter is too nice and wanda is overprotective of you

No one yells at you, like literally you chose death if you do

"Why are you upset? Who hurt? I’ll make hulk crush them!" "No!"

Loki finds it endearing when you get emotional over happy memories or something you’re so invested

"What’s wrong, the character in your book having difficulties?" "Yes…"

Natasha shares some of her extravagant only her can touch chocolates with you on a practical emotional day

Loki likes to pamper your face with kisses till you feel better

Sometimes whenever in around they all settle in the sitting area and cuddle against each other with you in the middle

Bucky gives you alpine when he’s around because he knows you like playing with it

One of Steve’s methods to burn the negative emotions with you is forcing you to go on jogs with him

"Let all the negativity energy out!" "I don’t think I’ll have any type of energy left by the end of this!"

Loki tickles you, like it’s damn annoying but it always ends up with you laugh/crying in the best way possible

That’s all I got but hopefully it’s good enough!

[daddyhausen]

Being a member of the HoB SFW/ NSFW head canons? 🤍

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST 」 | 「 MALAKAI BLACK MASTERLIST 」 | 「 BRODY KING MASTERLIST 」 | 「 BUDDY MATTHEWS MASTERLIST 」 | 「 JULIA HART MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — nsfw + sfw hcs w/ the house of black

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+ [ MINORS DNI ] smut, polygamy/poly relationship

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 400

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x house of black

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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it all began with your blossoming friendship with julia

the two of you sort of migrated towards each other due to being some of the youngest members of the roster

she’d introduced you to her mentors

the three hulking men did give off an intimidating aura at first

that was until they opened their mouths

despite your quite rational fear of them, what with them being three giant men, two of the three being heavily tattooed, they welcomed you into their fold as an honorary house member as they put it

brody, the biggest of the three men was no more intimidating than a giant teddy bear

he’d grown quite protective of julia when she first joined and that same energy being transferred over to you, even more so.

buddy was instantly drawn to your playful aura, the two of you often engaging in conversation about anything and everything that comes to mind

it felt like you’d been friend for years

and malakai, he was tough to crack at first, remaining stoic and quiet for the most part

keeping to himself for the first few weeks

until he finally came out of his shell, the two of you had a nice, deep conversation alone from the others

his friendship was the one you valued the most as you felt like you earned it.

in other matters, the house members were always very touchy, julia included

it would consist of small touches on your hips and the small fo your back in passing

progressing to light caresses of your inner thigh whenever seated somewhere, buddy was especially the culprit for this

brody would always have a large, tree-trunk like arm draped lazily around your shoulder

malakai’s hand would always find a way to snake around your waist, although his attempts would be in a more private setting

and julia, well. she made no attempt to hide any affection for you, often caressing your hips and breasts (consensually of course) after a drunken night out together, complementing them through lovingly slurred words

the sexual tension between the five of you soon boiled over once the three men found you tongue deep between julia’s thighs

the three of them could not just stand there idly and watch, oh no

those three took turns devouring you once you were done with julia

filling up each hole of yours until you were exceptionally full with them.

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[applejuicefruit]

welcome to my blog if you’re new here!

i’m currently writing for football players

📈 RULES 📈

i write only FLUFF/ANGST and some SMUT (i don’t feel comfortable enough to write smut but if you have some ideas just text me and I’ll see if I’m comfortable enough )

don’t send me the same request you sent to other blogs, it makes me uncomfortable and it’s not fair towards me and other writers

my requests are currently OPEN

be specific with your requests please

(all the new fics will be linked in masterlist 2)

MASTERLIST

Masterlist 2

One shots

Adrien Rabiot

Mr Professor

Proud of you

Love at first sight

London nights

Don’t touch her

My love, stay with me

Breakfast in bed

Are you jealous?

Taking care of you

Mon amour

XOXO

First time?

Lazy morning

Kylian Mbappe

Not a secret anymore

One more chance , pt.2

Home sweet home

Emergency room

Safe

Don’t leave

Something better

Attention seeker

A father’s love

My hero, my saviour

In your eyes

What exactly are your intentions Kyky?

Juventus is better than you

Cuddles make everything better

Titanic

Silent treatment

Only human

She hulk

Not everyone’s favourite

Was she worth it?

Three of us

Bad mistakes

First valentine

Why not me?

Pet therapy

Fairytale

As long as you need me

Drunk in love

Light it up

The way you are

Crazy in love

Did you cheat?

On the edge

Clingy

Oscars

Perfect as you are

Neymar Jr

Everything I need

Love letters

My sunshine

City of Angels

Breathe for me (daughter reader)

Consequences

My angel

Never change

Richarlison

Nightmares

Antoine Griezmann

Let me love you

Alone

Olivier Giroud

Safe

Jealousy jealousy

A father’s love

In your eyes

What exactly are your intentions Kyky?

Love bites

Daddy issues

Erling Haaland

Breathe in

Goodnight kiss

Oh, baby?

Safeword

Cherries

Dusan Vlahovic

Did you really fall from the stairs?

Break up with your boyfriend

Power & Control

Daddy care

Protective

Baby?

See you later

Filip Kostic

First time

Taking care of you

Headcannons

Adrien Rabiot

Aftercare

Subspace

Kylian Mbappe

Aftercare

Subspace

Dating

More than friends

What is love?

Neymar Jr

Aftercare

Jude Bellingham

The first time

Jealous

Panic attack

Erling Haaland

Aftercare

Subspace

Richarlison

Aftercare

Shark week

Dusan Vlahovic

Aftercare

[boiledbirdy]

BRAD FUCKIN WAYNEEE

headcannons i have abt this sweet himbo fratboy

This man is the largest in the family, like 6’6 and built like a non-green hulk. He can easily pick up and fireman carry Bruce and Jason

Is the guy in a frat party to sit with girls and hear about them bitch about periods and now carries a little pack with him everywhere that has a few tampons, pads, hand-warmers (for on the go heating pads), and Tylenol and Advil

Where does he keep this stuff and the random assortment of weird things he has, you ask? He wears a fanny-pack

read it and weep y’all he wears fanny-packs, usually the cool way over his shoulder, but mostly around his waist since he carries a backpack almost 25/8

He drives a beater truck (just an old car whose been through like three accidents and is still going strong) specifically a 1991 dodge D250 truck with a scratched up white paint job where there are dents, scratches, and a few patches of off white paint on dents that was sorta DIY-ed

his keys 🔑 have a weird ass mesh of keychains on it like: Ally flag keychain and a flag keychain for every single label a person has come out to him with, also a keychain from every museum, tourist spot he’s ever been, also a beer and bottle opener he’s a frat boy duhhh, he has a little bracelet that is made of sparkles and purple beads that steph gave to him but it was too small so he put it on his keys, a collage logo keychain, a keychain from his local gym and one with rugby on it etc

the keychains and keys are never ending

HE PLAYS RUGBY, argue with the wall.

getting a bachelors and masters in sports medicine

he makes sure to give Duke, Damian, Cass, Steph, and Tim copies of his keys first (the rest of the fam too they just get priority)

A) because they are the kids, and he wants them to know that he has an open bed any time

B) cause he’s the sibling to not get mad if they are intoxicated in any form and will cover for them

This next one is so important to me

He takes Tim to his first midnight showing of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, same with Damian

He pretty much eats at the Wayne mansion every night but sleeps at his apartment

Shows Damian some good rock’n roll ex Red Hot Chili Peppers, Sublime, Ramones, The Clash, Oingo Boingo, Ghost, Blonde, Foo-Fighters (i can make a playlist if wanted)

Just will sit and have a beer with Jason and sit in silence or talk about weird things that happened today

Steph and him have study sessions together

He will watch any ballet practice Cass wants him to see and he never misses a competition or performance

he sends Tim stupid skateboard tricks and fails videos (tiktok or insta reels) daily and then once a month they take Brad’s truck to a park and Brad sits on a ramp and cheers Tim on like its the Super Bowl

Watches Dick’s dog when he’s away from home and they both watch Barbie movies together

He gardens at Alfred’s request, yes he sucks but this man cannot not say no to the tidbits of Alfred’s life story he learns

Can kick back like 4 kegs of beer with no fucking consequences, he has a liver of steel thanks to Brucie Wayne

He’a the high guy in the bathtub at frat-parties and will give shitty or good life advice its 50/50 honestly

Does stupid white people fraternity things that would kill a normal person but he just is quirkily busting it down and Death just cannot vibe with him

makes (and i cannot stress this enough) the best and i mean best, (Alfred and Ma Kent can’t win in this one) brownies. Whether they are edibles or not they are the best.

has done the Tide-Pod challenge and survived

He is the Frat God of Gotham

Him and Duke are like the best duo

They blast Rock and Rap so that all five cars in every direction can hear it

Duke has the habit of putting weird ass bumper stickers on Brad’s desk and bed frame (at his apartment, they Do Not fuck with Alfred) Brad smiles fondly every time he finds a new one

Brad = Mark, ya know the tiktok sound

Him and Harper simp over women 🙏 together

In his fanny-pack, truck, and various rooms he has stim toys/do-hickeys bins or sections

bc he has Nerodivergent siblings and he was just trying

he asked kinda rude blunt questions, he didn’t know anything and he kinda (really) sucks at subtlety and reading a room but he was just trying to understand

He will take Damian to amusement parks and zoos pretty much bi-weekly

The girls can put on a horrible outfit and makeup and he will think he looks fabulous and no one will ever tell him that he’s sporting fashion and makeup crimes

has a small hidden bookcase of Wings of Fire, Warrior cats, Land of Stories, etc.. cause Damian is embarrassed to admit he actually likes reading them

Watches the trashiest brain rotting tv shows like Dance moms or keeping up with the Kardashians

Goes to any march or parade his siblings or friends are going to so: A) he can be that decked out ally tank of a man passing out water bottles and granola bars B) so if the police are back on their BS he can protecc atacc and throw that tear gas bacc

*Sniff 🤧* I have something I need all of you to know, I say this with a heavy heart *holding back tears 😥* Brad is a former highlighter kid— *single tear falls*

This fucking himbo stud-muffin has slept with, kissed, crushed on, and went on dates with men, but still doesn’t realize that he’s Bisexual

his favorite flavor ice cream is pistachio and carmel

KNOWS NOTHING and i mean nothing about zodiac signs

Has been caught in the middle of Gotham Rouge and does not understand what the fuck is happening

He either Teddy Bear fratboy golden retriever energies them to friendship or friendly acquaintance or annoys them to the high hells of mosquito bites on your butt

^I can expand if wanted

His phone you ask?

Screen cracked like rice crispys

apps more disorganized than the random shit drawer in someone’s house

he has a model 6S and will not upgrade or replace it to save his life.

he has an otterbox case and we all know it, no more denial

Okay thats my time yall see ya

[hainethehero]

Steve Rogers Headcannon- why Steve was so against the Sokovia Accords (trigger warning as this analysis involves SA/r*pe)

I think we can all agree that the MCU absolutely desecrated Steve Rogers' character to the point where people actually believe he's a horrible person- especially after Civil War. But I've had this headcannon about why Steve was so vehemently against the Sokovia Accords and its never been more obvious after She-Hulk.

From the jump (CATFA), we see that the serum is generally regarded as "property of the U.S government/SSR" thus, whoever is injected with it becomes government property by proxy. Ironically, after getting the serum Steve's freedom becomes limited. He has to follow orders and put on a show for the senators because they're the ones who have the power and position to fund the fight against the N*zis. He's their dancing monkey. We even see evidence of this when Steve is made to parade about like a showgirl in this scene 👇

Now, throughout the MCU there's an ongoing interest in Steve's "virginity" and cheap jokes at his perceived lack of sexual proclivities. We see it in CATFA, CATWS, Avengers 1 & 2 etc. Which leads us to She-Hulk. There's this whole reveal in that one episode that Steve lost his virginity to a showgirl on one of the USO tours.

This is where my headcannon comes in.

I don't think he lost his virginity consensually. I think he was forced into sexual acts by powerful men like the senators and military officials who saw Steve as a literal puppet and of no true value as he was not being used in battle or the war yet. Remember, they initially saw him as a failure because the serum was lost and their plans for an entire army of allied supersoldiers were lost after Erskine died. Now, for anyone who knows the comic Steve Rogers, it's not in his character design to have sex with a random girl he just met on tour- a tour which by the way didn't last that long.

We did see, however, that Steve is easily taken advantage of, esp in this scene 👇

Which ultimately leads to my main point, Steve was against the Accords because he knew that giving up their autonomy meant physical, mental and sexual abuse. The government wouldn't just be able to control where they went but also who they worked for and as he said in CACW, "[the UN] is run by people with agendas and agendas change. If we sign the accords we surrender our right to choose."

Steve knows what that much power (over super-powered beings like the Avengers) can lead to and he doesn't want that to happen to them. Add on the very heartbreaking case of how Bucky's autonomy was stripped from him as well and that only strengthens his case.

I just find it hard to believe that Steve would lose his virginity so cheaply and honestly shame on the writers for even insinuating that. He was taken advantage of and assaulted and this is one of the main reasons why he's against giving up his freedom to the very same people who would use and abuse him without a second thought.

[leaflessfae]

okay OKAY LISTEN hear me out. Bailey is a bitch, we've all established that by now, and he has way too much influence over doltown. Again, something we know very well. Naturally, he's got lots of enemies and people who want him dead.

Yeah? Yeah, okay.

You're an assassin hired to kill this hulk of a man (my headcannon is that he's huge and I love that. Miguel O'Hara type of body). Of course, you're immediately refusing. This is Bailey we're talking about after all.

But your boss has you in a tight situation, threatening to put your loved ones through indescribable acts of torture. So you keen and acquiesce; your hands are tied, and you can do nothing but attempt to assassinate him. In your boss's words, the client who's hired you is paying extremely handsomely for even an attempt.

You know you're walking to your death when you accepted the job. The only way you could think of was to seduce Bailey, which weirdly works quite easily; something you're still perplexed over.

So when you have him beneath you, kissing down his jaw and branding his neck with feather-light kisses (that you spend longer than you'd admit on), you slither your hand across your thigh and pull out your hidden dagger.

When his eyes widen up at you, you know that you've concealed your identity so well that the Bailey had no idea you're an assassin. But as the blade grazes his chest right before you plunge it into him, he cums. Hard. Stains his pants that you still haven't rid him off (not that you ever planned on doing so. It was either killing him before anything happens, or getting killed before anything happens).

And you're so bewildered by it that you just freeze. Both of you staring at eachother with wide eyes as his cock continues to twitch in his ruined pants.

Idk just the idea of Bailey getting painfully hard and not being able to hold himself back when this pretty little thing tries to assassinate him is just so <<333

[scavengerssuccotash]

Reminiscing on Clint and Vents ™️

To my knowledge the entire Clint in vents trope in domestic Avengers fics is not founded in any canon reason or instance (I believe our first introduction to Clint even ever being INSIDE a vent is from the Black Widow movie when Nat and Yelena are in that vent in Budapest) which isn’t to say that it’s a bad thing (headcannons are quite literally the bread and butter of fandom culture, but I think when taken meta textually this trope highlights a glaring problem with Clint Barton and Hawkeyes introduction and characterization throughout the MCU.

Which is to say his introduction and characterization was so botched by the hands of Marvel and their inability to juggle a multi-character story without picking favorites (probably corporate meddling to increase merchandise sales) that we literally had nothing to go on as far as his character at the end of Avengers. Zilch. Nothing. Nada. We had Nat and the scorching chemistry between Scarjo and Jeremy but that was it! And because of that we resorted to hand waving that the guy just climbed in vents because he like Obi-Wan likes the high ground. Like—

Think about it. We all already had a pop culture knowledge and in some instance entire movies about Thor, Tony Stark, Hulk (the old version), and Captain America. And even in those movies we had knowledge and an on screen portrayal of: Black Widow, Loki, fuck even Bucky. And yeah sure Hawkeye had a cameo in Thor but did we really get anything about his character on the same level that we got of Black Widow, Loki and Bucky that they got in their respective supporting roles? No. We got his smart mouth and Jeremy’s perfect acting.

And then the Avengers, where he’s brainwashed 98% of the movie?

Yeah it’s no fricken wonder the whole Clint in Vents trope was a thing in domestic Avengers fics—

We.

Literally.

Had.

Crumbs!

This isn’t a bashing of the trope of course but merely an opportunity to highlight just how butchered Hawkeyes introduction was and how Marvel utterly dropped the ball with such a wonderful character.

(And Jeremy Renner deserved better)

Anyway read more Clint Barton centered fics. They are great.

And for the love of god let that man out of the vents!

[xxfaggatronxx]

AOOOUGHHHHHH-

Sorry guys for the MASSIVE amount of posts, it took me literal MONTHS to gain the courage to post on this site so… kinda dumping everything teeheehee

This story has MY headcannons. If you want to see all my headcannons, look at my page: it’s the pinned message (also someone said I wokeified them and my brother in Price I cannot agree more-)

Ghoap! Ghoap! Ghoap!

Soap had laughed at first, watching Ghost reverse the shitty pickup truck they had, ahem, borrowed, and slam the back of it into at least two or maybe even three Shadows. He stopped laughing when the screams had cut off as Ghost put the truck in drive and sped off.

The gunfire was heavy, the cool air whistling through the cracked windows, the glass splintered from the bullet holes. Soap saw a red dot appear over his heart, watched a sniper aim at him, his eyes fixated on the man behind the gun. “Johnny! Get your head in the fucking game! Cover my six!” And who was Soap to argue with his Lieutenant? He would follow him to the ends of the Earth. Soap, fumbling, aimed his gun and pulled the trigger.

The recoil punched his already wounded shoulder back, making it slam painfully into the door of the truck. He didn’t even check to see if he hit anything. He checked: the red dot was gone. His arm reminded him of its pained existence, forcing him to only sweat and grit his teeth at the sharp burst of pure hurt. Ghost looked at him with something…. Concern? Annoyance? Probably the latter, if he had to be realistic. “Can’t hold a gun, L.t.” Soap began unbuckling his vest, the sounds of gunfire having faded as the truck sped out the town.

“…How bad?” The person beside him grunted, the hulking form twisting to look out of the rear windshield, reassuring no pursuit. Ghost turned back towards him, the skull mask’s dark holes boring into him, the brown eyes staring deep into his soul, as if to say ‘Don’t lie or I’ll kill you.’

And Soap…. Kind of didn’t want to be killed. So, he told the truth, in his signature dance-around-the-fact-it’s-hurting kind of way. “Och! I ain’t wailin’ yet, Ghost,” The Brit grumbled, turning back to the road. But those dark brown eyes glanced over at him, and Soap saw the black fabric of the balaclava shift, as if…. Was Ghost chewing it’s lip?

He didn’t have the time to think about it, because Ghost exhaled through their nose loudly, gripped the wheel, and jerked it to the side, sending Soap against the door of the truck again. His arm was jarred painfully, and he groaned softly, glaring at Ghost. But then the car was stopped.

He watched, baffled, as Ghost came around to his side of the truck, opening the passenger door for him. Soap looked up at them in confusion, and Ghost cleared it’s throat. “…Right, get up Johnny, your legs still work and I’m not carrying you,” Ghost waited patiently as Soap awkwardly hopped out of the truck, the old thing creaking and its suspension giving a protesting squeal.

Ghost turned, not waiting to see if Soap was following. The Scot rolled his eyes and scoffed, but obidently followed. Even now, with the lieutenant walking clearly in front of him, he could barely hear it’s steps. Silent, stalking almost.

“Here, it’s a little bit of cover,” The deep, Manchester rumble hit him, making him perk up and peer at the small shack, his mind already flipping through the list of things he needed; Covered. Camouflaged. Inconspicuous.

Perfect. Now he just needed his arm fixed, and maybe a shot or two of something alcoholic, and all would be right in his world. A heavy, warm hand clamped on the back of his neck. He jolted, hand reaching down to grasp the gun at his hip, arm pulled forward and poised to jab into the stomach of-

“Johnny,” The warm voice, usually a deep timbre, was now soothing, Ghost. His mind calmed somewhat, relieved that someone he trusted had his six. The hand grounded him, and gloves fingers gently ran across the short hairs on the back of his nape. He had to resist the urge to take a good sleep after that. “…Hey. Sergeant, did you take anything else besides adrenaline out there? Wake up,” Fingers cruelly dug into his skin, and shook him.

“Sod off, yeh bawbag,” Soap grumbled as he pulled away, glaring over his shoulder at Ghost, who rolled their eyes and opened a small kit on his bag. The roll of gauze and topical antibacterial and topical anesthetic looked small in Ghost’s hands, but before his mind could think of anything else, his shirt was being yanked off. “Wha- Aye! Buy me dinner first!”

“Keep it tactical, Johnny,” Ghost simply grumbled before peering at Soap’s wound. It hummed, and pressed the flesh around the red hole, scabbed with blood. Soap jolted, and glared at the Brit, who just looked at the wound. The Scot let himself be, to put it bluntly, manhandled around until Ghost was peering at his back. “…Bullet went clean through, just gotta bandage and sanitize,”

Soap nodded, gritting his teeth as Ghost popped the tab on the 2-in-1 bottle of antibacterial and topical anesthetic, and turned to look as Ghost peeled off their gloves, making Soap stare at it’s hands more intently, looking at the scars and burn marks, the bloodied knuckles. Ghost warmed the clear paste in their hands to make it slick, smearing a healthy amount on the entrance and exit wound of the bullet.

Soap squeezed his eyes shut as Ghost’s thumb pushed some of the antibacterial goop into the wound, hissing through gritted teeth. “Hurts, yeh ass, be more gentle,” And to his surprise, Ghost listened. The hands smoothed over his wound, gentle and warm. One hand gently steadied his bicep while the other wrapped gauze around the wounds.

Soap looked down, seeing Ghost’s brow furrowed in concentration, it’s head ducked to look at the wound closely. The blond’s dark brown eyes with the eye-black smudges around them, peeks of pale skin popping through from where it had wiped their face or. Clumps of the sticky eye-black were on their pale lashes, which fluttered softly whenever Ghost blinked. Thier eyes were focused on the bullet hole, on him.

He paused, huffing softly as Ghost gently patted his freshly cleaned and bandaged shoulder, stood back up, and looked down at Soap. “…Well, all patched up, anything else?” And Soap, before he could stop himself, joked, “Aye, a kiss would make it all better L.t.,” And he leaned forwards, lips puckered and making exaggerated smooch noises.

Then soft lips pressed against his own. Warm and chapped, with a little indent that hinted at a scar on the left, lower lip. Soap’s eyes opened to see big brown ones staring at him, pale lashes a stark contrast from the doe eyes and smudged eye-black. Their eyes closed, and Soap closed his eyes soon after when he felt a warm, large hand cup his cheek. “There ya go… that’s it…” Ghost mumbled against his lips.

Embarrassed, Soap attempted to deepen the kiss, nibbling that plush bottom lip, and making Ghost grunt, then chuckle at the sudden pain. “Eager for something, Johnny?” The hand tightened on his jaw, forcing his teeth apart, forcing him to free Ghost. But the Brit dove back in, barely giving Soap time to breathe before all he could taste was salt and sweat and the shitty fake chocolate in their protein bars.

When both of them pulled away, Soap gaped like a fish, panting; lips no doubt swollen, probably a tad red and his eyes lidded. He could feel the bit of drool on the side of his mouth, and he heard Ghost swear. “Fuckin’ hell, you look lovely when kissed speechless Johnny,” The taller chuckled before patting Soap on the back, and left the shack.

Soap cursed, red faced and sputtering. “Ghost! Yeh Nyaff-,” Soap huffed as he tugged on his shirt, and followed after his Lieutenant.