#ll headcanons

[ddeunbi]

──── DATING DOWNBAD!HEESEUNG

PAIRING heeseung x gn!r WC 192 GENRE fluff, established relationship WARNING kisses, lmk if there's more BOOKSHELF

downbad!heeseung who told you to snap pictures on his phone just so that he can look at them when he misses you (and maybe post some on his story; by that i mean the close-up pictures that you took)

downbad!heeseung whose instagram account became a fan page for you after you guys started dating

downbad!heeseung who went to your dorm right away when you called him to meet up

downbad!heeseung who's obsessed with your lips, sometimes steals kisses from you as if you wouldn't give him one if he asked

downbad!heeseung who you rarely have arguments with

downbad!heeseung who treats you better than any of your exes could

downbad!heeseung whose existence reminds you to not lower your standard for a man and is only making it higher day by day

downbad!heeseung who needs to cuddle you every night or he wouldn't be able to sleep (his words)

downbad!heeseung who sends you 'i love you' texts every day

downbad!heeseung who sends you random pics every day because he wants you to be included in his day

downbad!heeseung who loves you so much

NANA'S NOTE hi... im sorry for disappearing... i don't know what to write,,

[hanaonesflower]

“Princess, can I ask you something?” He speaks, breaking the silence of the long, uneventful car ride. “Sure, anything!” You chirp, unsuspecting of what is to come.

“Why don’t you ever let me do anything for you?” Ushijima says, his eyes remain fixated on the long stretch of roads ahead. The fog heavily roll down the sides the hills on your either sides, lowering visibility. His hand tightens around the wheel, while the other grips yours.

“What do you mean by that?” You sit back, eyes wandering his features, looking for any sign that he’s just cheerfully asking you. Knowing Ushi though, he’s sometimes not as light hearted as you’d think.

“You are always so insistent on doing everything yourself. You won’t let me help you, like earlier, when you refused to let me tie your shoes. That isn’t the first time you refused my help.” He goes on a spiel, his thumb reaches to the toggle and lowers the volume, making his breathing more prominent than ever. It has occur to you that you have always been doing everything by yourself despite his looming figure always by your side. The hyperindependence is slowly starting to bother him. He wants to help you, wants to give you the fullest extent of a princess treatment yet the only thing really holding him back from that is, you.

“It’s just something that I could easily have done for myself, you didn’t need to bother with that, don’t worry, baby,” you try to comfort him, hoping some words of affirmation can help. It really isn’t a big deal, it’s some shoe laces that came undone, not a heavy errand.

As soon as the car is pulled into a parking spot at a rest stop, quickly shifting the car in “park”, turning to you and he sighs. A real sigh. One so full of frustration and… hopelessness. “I’m not bothered. It has never mattered how big or small anything is, I want to do everything for you. Why are you holding yourself back from me?” He is starting to put things into perspective for you. After going through a useless ex-boyfriend, then a man who gave you hot and cold attention, lastly a guy who gave you princess treatment to fill his inflated ego before meeting Ushijima, learning to only rely on yourself has been the protector of your heart, your soul and your sanity. You find that by depending on your good ol’ self is the only way to prevent yourself from throwing your body off a bridge.

“Ushi, it’s not—,” before you can finish your sentence, truthfully you don’t really know what to say. He’s right, you are holding yourself back from him. Holding yourself back from the hurt that you’ve known all too well, he interrupts, holding both your hands in his, “baby, you’re my priority, my everything, your well-being, happiness and comfort are my main concerns and I want it to be that way,” he stops, taking a breath. Reminiscent of the times where Ushijima offered to go so out of his way to help you but being kindly turned down has left him feeling absolutely useless and uneasy. Ushijima’s love language is act of service and because he hasn’t been able to do the bare minimum for you, he feels it eating him alive.

“I am aware of your past, I know that I can’t change what was, but I’m here to make a difference now, I mean it!” You are moved by his words, he means what he says and you know it. You’ve seen it. He’s a big man of his words, always keeping promises, has never ever disappointed you in any way. Yet the walls have been reinforced many times again that it has cemented itself in your life, creating a barrier between the two of you. “I want to open doors for you, pull out chairs for you, pick you up from a friend’s house, drop you off at the airport, all of that, please, baby, please just let me.” You have to say, it is like he is begging for you to allow him in, allow him to integrate further into your system, a system you’ve built to keep you from going down a slippery slope time and time again.

“I’m so grateful for you, Ushi, you’ve done so much for me, you really have. I just feel like I can’t be asking for anymore than what you’ve already given me,” before you can inhale a full breath, he branches his body over to your side of the car and kisses you deeply, so deeply that you melt. “I’m at your disposal, you are my world, let me in, don’t keep shutting me out,” he says, breaking away from the kiss.

You chuckle, “yes, Wakatoshi, I accept your offer,” and you’ve never seen him smile wider. A big, toothy grin coming from the infamously stoic dude. He kisses you again, “thank you, baby.”

He unbuckles your seatbelt, hastily running from his side to yours and opening the door for you, and just like the universe is rooting for the both of you, your shoe laces come undone, again.

[demigods-posts]

percy is canonically enamored by annabeth when she's on the battlefield doing her thing (murder). like, this man stops mid-narration to tell us how beautiful his girlfriend is as she's putting these monsters to sleep. so it would be so interesting to see annabeth view him in that way too. like, every time he creates a hurricane. or summons gallons of water from fucking nowhere. she's just suppressing a blush. i need it.

[a-dumbo-octopus]

Someone's got a few too many secrets...

[totaled-drama]

Raj would like to draw, I think! He draws his friends a lot :)

[birrdify]

Heya!, Soni here!, I am not sure if you take requests, but, I'd love to see your Kinito interacting with mine!; (USB!Kinito)!! alsoooo, I really adore the way you draw your kinito :O!!, they are freaking adorable, just a little pink gumball guy!! Since I really like your artstyle a lot!!, one artist to another!! Also, also, make sure to take plenty of breaks and drink water, or I will throw cheese at you, this is a threat!!! >:) /pos

aaand a very messy doodle ;

soni check tags pretty please i have many kind words to sa-

[sukunasdirtylaugh]

when he sees you, fae king!gojo is enamoured by your presence. he watches from afar how swift your feet take you as you search the endless array of books in his library, trying to find an answer. why am I here? but satoru can only focus on the beating of his heart and the way you move inside his home with grace. almost as if you belong here.

"you must be the woman everyone has talked to me about," he almost winces at the way he says that, feet taking him a step closer as you watch him with fear, as if you've done something wrong (which you might have).

you have captured the king's heart. and it now belongs to you.

[zauberspiegel]

good friends support each other

[the-somwthing]

Thinking of making one of those life series askblogs with all the dead characters in some form of afterlife. They’re really fun and things like that have been in my head since Last Life started so if anyone’s gonna jump on that you know it’s me (especially since I’ve run 3… successful enough ask series in the past).

[moiiraveilmont]

i dont care about canon Crownstorm, in my mind Castiel will always be the hot charismatic and quiet lead guitarist at the back that steal the attention away from the lead singer

you know, the one that stays very focused because he's in his own world when he plays but every once in a while throw a glance at the audience followed by a smirk that melts every girl in the room

[andydona-chan]

Ok, so, let's say Izuku returns to be a quirkless person after the final battle. He would be so sad and frustrated. But he will still do 'the right thing' and assume he will be welcome in the General ED class. So when the classes start over, he goes straight to his 'new classroom' and sits at the back of it, feeling lonely and wondering what the others are doing...

The bell rings, and he sighs and waits for everyone to stop looking at him and get to their sits. The teacher enters, but then, with a zoom and a knock on the door, Iida rushes in and apologizes for the interruption. Behind him, the long tongue of Asui stretches, surrounds, and pulls Izuku and all his stuff out of the classroom...

Izuku then finds himself with class 1A again, and all of them are like: "You're late, Midoriya"

It gets old quickly, until the day Kacchan returns to class and has to bring Sero with him only to shout in his face that: 'No, Izuku, we don't care if you're quirkless again, you're still part of our class at the hero course, now let's f*cking go!'

The thing is, Izuku is not easy to convince. He feels like he doesn't belong to the hero course anymore and keeps going to the G. ED classroom each morning; and each morning, another group of his friends would have to 'kidnap' him from the other class.

From that point on, he shows up to class and makes good use of his analytics skills in order to help his classmates and graduates as the first quirkless Hero of UA.

[hanaonesflower]

Iwaizumi finds himself looking at you, puzzled at the way you shy away from his touch. He doesn’t quite get it. But he doesn’t want to push. Hajime does what he knows how to do best; talks it out. Or he tries really hard to. Ever since he’s been more comfortable around you, his arms often swing behind your shoulders and his hands usually are intertwined with yours but he hasn’t stopped to notice that you don’t openly accept his touches.

“Honey, stop.” His tone far from harsh but it still manages to stop you dead in your tracks. You turn to see him, finding your lover standing a couple feet away from you, his arms unoccupied, flinching with the itch for wanting to hold you.

“Hi? Is something wrong?” Regardless of how it may seem, Hajime is not good with his words. He opens and closes his mouth a couple of times only for hopeless croaks to escape his throat. He looks, sad. So, so sad. His arms are being brought up, holding out as if he is collecting a reward, well in this case the reward would be to hold you longer.

“Can you come here, please?” Oddly enough you don’t protest, you don’t try to question him. Instead you step towards him as if someone has possessed you, Hajime looks relieved, he doesn’t have to fight for it. Even though, we all know that he would. “Can you, can I — can you let me hold you, please?” Oh. Yeah. You think. It still doesn’t occur to you that Hajime caught onto the way you shorten every hug, halt every kiss before it gets too deep, shake your hand away from his grasp. Physical touch makes you feel queasy, and it is oh so unpleasant. The direct linkage of physical touch to sex makes you uncomfortable, feeling like each touch has to be accompanied by sexual intimacy. Why does it have to be like that?

Once the distance between you decreases he quickly pulls you close, wraps his arms around your torso tightly. Afraid of losing you.

“D-don’t pull away just yet, okay?” You stay, without saying a word. Hajime doesn’t say much either, it doesn’t take long for your breathing to sync with one another. It was peaceful, tranquil. His hand instinctively travels lower towards your waist, and just like clockwork, you pull away, resisting the strength of his arms. You should have known by now that Hajime can rage storms with his eyes but shut them down just as fast with the way his arms bring so much peace.

“Why?” He asks. This isn’t a normal look for Hajime, he looks like he is on the brink of tears. And you feel yours begin to pour. He doesn’t deserve this. You don’t get to treat him like this. Poor boy just wants to show you what genuine touch feels like and you refuse to give him a chance. “Why can’t I touch you? Why can’t I hold you?” He feels so bad. Hajime tries to rethink about all the things he might have done that led you to feeling unbearable being held by him.

Resolve crumbling at your feet. Physical touch is his way of expressing his love, it’s always something that has always bring him comfort, stability, it has grounded him in many situations. He wants to feel close to you, but he has never felt so far away. It feels like a part of himself is always missing, hiding within you. This is cruel. This is isolating.

Without saying much you crouch to reach him, arms wrapping his shoulders, snuggling your head in his neck, situating in its rightful place. You two don’t share much words in this moment, not much is needed to be said anyway. The way he’s breaking down, longing so badly for the touch of his beloved, so much it hurts. The way his neurons fire, sending chills down his back and the way his skin heats up at the moment you make contact. You hold him and you don’t let go. You stay until you both are spent from the tears you shed. “I’ll hold you like this forever if I could, Haji, I’m sorry.” You believe that you finally get it now. Physical touch doesn’t have to feel evil, it can feel just like this. His hands find your torso again, timid, but he’s willing to try. he sighs into your touch, so relieved to be reconnected with the part of himself he once relinquished to you.

[gojo-mochi]

What One Piece’s Characters would smell like and Parfums they use

A/N: Let’s all pretend that everyone showers regularly or something alright

Luffy:

Top Notes: Aquozone, Patchouli, and Bergamot.

Middle Notes: Sandalwood, Oak, and Green Mandarin,

Base Notes: Amber, Cedar, Pinetree, Leather, and Seaweed.

This man was born for the sea. So, as it should be, his scent somewhat matches that of the sea herself, but is mixed with the alluring wind of forests. Luffy is usually the first one to jump off the ship and run amok on a new island, barreling through dense thickets and tumbling across wet patches of dirt. The sea wind gently caresses his hair as the woods whispered their names onto his clothes. If you were one of the lucky people to be granted a hug by this rubber-man, you would first notice how his hair smells just like the sea air, salty and fresh, and somehow refreshing… just like his signature smile. As you lean in closer, the scent flows into something earthly. Sunkissed leather mixed with the tingles of pinecones and evergreen gives you a warm feeling inside that you can never forget.

Parfums I associate with Luffy: Kenzo Homme by Kenzo, No. 19 by Sukimuki, and Malbec Ultra Bleu by O Boticário.

 Zoro:

Top Notes: Olibanum, White Musk, Myrrh, and a bit of cleaner/acetone.

Middle notes: Ylang Ylang, Sandalwood, and Yuzu.

Base notes: Oud, Frankincense, and Jasmine.

No, he doesn’t smell like moss, alright. (No matter what a certain Curly-eyebrow(ed?) Cook would say). I would say his scent doesn’t hit with most folks at first glance (Just like his scary resting bitch-face). The first whiff you get when facing Zoro is the somewhat bitter and sour smell of his sword polish. When you have three swords to take care of, you must have to use a lot of polish to keep them all pristine. Chances are that the smell will rub off on you as well. Once you get used to the polish(?) (cleaner?) smell, you’ll find that it swirls into alternate hues of floral and woodsy. You’ll find yourself getting lost in this confusing stream of different scents with floral, fruity, and woodsy overlays, slowly pushing that bitter scent(s?) out. Only then will you finally get to see what hides underneath all that frowning and indifference.

A/N: I chose the floral and fruity notes since Zoro likes to drink sake a lot! And Sake is usually brewed with both flowers and fruits ૮꒰ ིྀ ⍝ ⍝ ꒱ა!!

Parfums I associate with Zoro: Haxan by Parfum Prissana, Anubis by Papillon Artisan, and Macaque – Yuzu Edition by Zoologist (A/N: A fav!!).

Nami:

Top Notes: Tangerine, Mikan (A/N: Japanese Orange/ The Fruit that Bell-mère grew!, Peach, and Sorbet.

Middle Notes: Candle Wax and Orange Blossom

Base Notes: Ink, Tea, and Honeysuckle.

As a former resident of Cocoyashi Village, the sweet, tangy fragrance of tangerine(s?) and mikan(s?) would follow her everywhere, even if she didn’t end up bringing some of the fruit trees on board. Smooth, charming, and fruity, these are the first thoughts that pop up in a stranger’s head when face to face with this orange-hair(ed?) cutie.  And they wouldn’t be wrong! Whereas those who are closer to this navigator will find her aura soothes into something comforting and homely. I imagine that Nami likes to work into the late nights or early mornings on her maps, surrounded by empty ink pots, hand stained by ink, candles almost melted to the base, and a cup of warm tea that Sanji keeps on refilling while gently trying to get her to rest. I also imagine that Nami keeps a half-empty bottle of Mikan based perfume that Bell-mère once made; it’s not the best or longest lasting perfume, but it smells like home, and that’s enough for her.

Parfums I associate with Nami: Paradisi by Jorum Studio, Sorbetto by Brocard, and Figues & Argumes by Lancôme

Usopp:

Top Notes: Gunpowder (A/N: Yes there are parfums that smell like gunpowder), Orchids, and White flowers.

Middle Notes: Leather, Nettle, and Galbanum.

Base Notes: Vetiver, Violet leaf, and Patchouli.

It hard to pinpoint what exactly “God” Usopp would smell like, though here I will try my best to explain my thoughts on it. As an almighty sniper and crafter, gunpowder and oil would be the main scents you’d get from him. The next whiff, however, will confuse most as they come across vibrant splashes of greenery among (us) a bundle of flowers. Having  his own garden on the Sunny where he grows his ‘Pop Green’ ammo and having trained on the Boin Archipelago, it would make sense that the plants he takes care of will rub off on him in some way. It has a much heavier scent, leaning more on forest vibes than the lighter and fruitier greens that Nami has. I imagine he talks to Nami and Robin while gardening and trade tips between the three of them.

Parfums I associate with Usopp: Forest Lungs by The Nue, Amour Nocturne by L’Artisan, and Nefertiti by Maher Olfactive.

Sanji:

Top Notes: Cigarettes, Spices, and Neroli.

Middle Notes: Black Tea, Pink Pepper, and Musk.

Base Notes: Labdanum, and Tonka Bean.

Sanji would tend to stay away from strong smelling parfums or colognes when working in the kitchen, as smell is a huge part of tasting food. On a daily basis, Sanji would smell like cigarette smoke, the numerous spices he had in the kitchen, and sort of lemony. When he’s off the job, he picks parfums that would at the very least leave a long-lasting impression on whoever he’s trying to swoon that day. Deep and heavy, but not uses overbearing. The subtle savor of freshly brewed black tea that Sanji made cling to his form was followed by a whiff of something earthy and slightly sweet. It makes you yearn for a closer sniff, to fully envelop yourself in this soothing scent.

Parfums I associate with Sanji: Club De Nuit BY Armaf, Royal Oud by Creed, and Eau De Citron Noir by Hermès.

Chopper:

Top Notes: Cotton Candy, Sugar, and Vanilla.

Middle Notes: White Musk, Lavender, and Eucalyptus.

Base Notes: Vetiver, Berries, and Cedarwoods.

Oh, sweet, sweet, Chopper, of course this adorable little guy would smell like the fluffy, sugary confection known as ‘Cotton Candy’. For the first whiff anyway, as this little Reindeer always has his nose on the lookout for sweets. On any island that the Straw Hats dock on to make a supply run, someone will get this little guy a snack or two. Whether it be Franky offering his little bro this cool new soda he came across or Zoro and Sanji both coming in with cotton candy in hand, arguing that Chopper should take theirs over the other (He takes both anyway). Chopper is always munching on something sweet that will ultimately smear all over the fur on his face.

Robin will routinely help him out by dabbing his face with a wet cloth. So, underneath the first honeyed layer, you’ll get a more herby and still slightly sweet smell emerging. His natural animalistic scent is mixed in with the smell of all the herbs in the medicine he makes. It is not as bitter or antiseptic smelling as you think; it is more akin to walking through a very clean forest path.

Parfums I associate with Chopper: Foxcroft Fairgrounds by Solstices Scents, Sun Men by Jil Sander, and Zucchero Filato by Kyse.

[i-am-dumb]

As promised clownified Strawberry Crepe Cookie!

This is what I mean by "wafflebots affected"

[arisveah]

goth last life cleo. you heard me.

[temtamtom]

Small, slice-of-life ItaBros headcanons because I have brainrot, but I don’t have a lot of free time to draw:

• The twins have amazing voices and can sing spectacularly well, but when they sing together, they harmonize so perfectly it’s almost magical. 

• They always watch TV when eating. Their go-to’s are usually detective shows, various cooking shows in the afternoon, and game/quiz shows in the evenings (‘L'Eredità’, ‘Soliti Ignoti’, etc.)

They get very, very into whatever it is they’re watching. It isn’t a proper family dinner unless they squabble over what’s the right answer, who the murderer is, etc. etc. Seborga often gets roped in as the “tie-breaker”, and it’s not uncommon for the twins to place monetary bets. 

• Speaking of “tie-breaker Seborga”: Every Christmas, without fail, there is always a debate on whether they should buy pandoro or panettone. Veneziano is team pandoro, Romano is team panettone. So, of course, they turn to Seborga. Seborga tried his best to come up with various solutions, but they were all rejected. So, he alternates his answer every year. 

• Outside of work and media appearances, the twins rarely ever speak a proper, standard Italian. And if they do, it’s heavily accented. They spent most of their lives speaking their respective dialects and languages. Old habits die hard.  

Seborga, being the youngster of the family, often uses slang that his boomer brothers don’t understand. 

“’Flex-are’? Dio Bono Sebastiano, speak Italian!” “That’s rich when you barely speak Italian!” “Hey! Well, neither does Feliciano-” “-Why are you throwing me under the bus??”

• Romano always eats fruits (and jams) for breakfast, especially oranges (his favorite). He always makes sure to peel one for Seborga- Sebby never asks for it, but Romano does it without hesitation. If it’s not an orange, it’s whatever other fruit they have on-hand. 

Feliciano asks, “How come you never peel one for me?” To which Romano responds, sarcastically, “ What, the ‘Great Venice’ needs someone to peel his oranges for him? Pathetic.” He peels one anyways and hands it over with a “Toh.”

• More breakfast headcanons:

• Veneziano switches up the most out of the brothers, but for the most part, he prefers eating pastries, cookies, and yogurts. He drinks a cappuccino on his days off and a caffè/espresso every other day.

• Seborga’s a chocolate fiend. Nutella on bread, Pan di Stelle cookies, cornetti/brioche with chocolate fillings, etc. etc. Thank you, Romano, for forcing him to eat fruit in the morning.

• Seborga likes to “torment” and tease Romano the most, but Romano has a lot of patience when it comes to Sebby and his jokes