#my own headcanons

[duckieduccss]

✨Kaiju Siblings!!✨

Did something small & simple just to take things easy & also while having fun. I often enjoy drawing these two interacting with each other. At least in my version of things, they are in fact siblings. They both share a lot of things together & of course are the future heir to Godzilla’s name & status. However, each are very different in their personalities. At least how they treat & do things:

Junior is the more curious outgoing type. She loves meeting new friends & generally seeing/learning new things. More so, she’s the one to start conversations & ask a lot of questions. To her, she likes getting to know others better (for that reason she has a lot of friends). Junior can also even be more confrontational whenever necessary to be. Putting her skills as a kaiju to the test & being able to stand herself strong. She’s not afraid to intimidate (she can be pretty brutal with downsizing the other if deserved (I’ll provide an example later ^^:). But for the most part, she’s very sweet & overall very adorable in how she does certain things (making her more serious moments more unexpected lol)

Minilla on the other hand is very awkward & less outgoing like his sister (pretty much the opposite; an actual introvert). He always wants to prove that he can be just as strong & be a great kaiju like their dad. But in the end, he lets fear overcome him or suddenly the thoughts of failing already overwhelm him into thinking it would happen. Along with the thing that he doesnt exactly like confrontation or being outed as much. If anything, he prefers if all could get along peacefully (which isnt anything easy in the kaiju world. But however, he still wants to work on being more confident so he often looks up to others he sees as role models. Minilla’s own role models happen to be: Godzilla of course, Ultraman (he happens to be Ultraman’s biggest fan actually), & even his own sister. He’s still very much going at it. No matter how many times he fails, he still keeps going. Shows that he’s got a very strong will & pretty sure he’d be great as the next Godzilla

Junior very much deeply loves her own older brother (Minilla’s the oldest & Junior’s the youngest btw). She understands his struggle more than anyone, for that reason she’s more than willing to helping him out. She’s quite literally his biggest supporter & always brings to his attention whenever he did something well or showed improvement. As a matter of fact, Minilla has their own burst of celebration whenever they’re able to successfully accomplish something (think of it as a lil happy dance he does). She hugs him as a reward as a good job & despite her being younger than him, she has the big heart to care after him too (as a way to show her love). Minilla always loves watching Ultraman whenever on tv (in this universe, Ultraman both doubles as a celebrity superstar & actual hero for both the humans & kaiju; well, more of just a celebrity to the kaiju at least) & taking inspiration from his favorite hero. That way to boost his motivation & even getting ideas on how to be a more powerful kaiju. Minilla does in fact have to deal with Gabara in this version too. Despite of how much Gabara has made him feel afraid from being bullied by him, Minilla’s ready to fight back thanks to the help from others with him

Well those were just some of my own thoughts. I also gave them some outfits that i felt matched perfectly with their described personalities ^^

[If there’s anything specific you guys would like to know about my headcanons, feel free to lemme know :D ]

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the argo trials: clothing

Ignore everything ever shown about Krypton's clothes for my fic because I hate them all. So here's what I think the vibe should be:

Long coats and warm high neck uniforms because it was supposed to be a cOLD WORLD on the brink of ending (a couple of versions show Krypton to have a cold climate and little flora and fauna because they used up their resources so I'm going with that)

So, it's mostly a mix between Syfy's Krypton clothes and other versions they've shown of Kryptonians on cwsg

but because I thought they were boring I made up:

kehlish or honors, which are given to a kryptonian after a worthy deed.

They're useful to know how important or relevant a person is on Krypton. Say, they would be given to someone in the Military Guild after winning a battle (similar to how military men get their medals). They'd be given to someone in the Science Guild after making a new discovery or creating something new and useful. And so on.

They're sewed or embedded into their clothes and each one is different to the other, either in form or in color.

For example;

Kara's honors are stars on her long blue coat, kinda like this but instead of flowers, stars (1) while Zor-el's (2) and Alura's (3) would look like this:

[cryoverlife]

Explanations under the cut if you want them, or you can just enjoy my masterpiece

Piper: she always gave off the impression that she enjoyed talking to people and being around others, and while that doesn’t mean she’s an extrovert her need to have interactions with others is pretty clear. She gets close to others easily and her entire friendship with Hazel is partly based on the need to have someone who she can relate to more easily. She doesn’t really need a break from being with people.

Leo: Leo talks a lot to others and due to how his personality seems (Loud and outgoing) extroverted would be the assumption. But, while Leo enjoys having friends and certainly wants/long for them, he also spends a lot of time alone. In fact he literally says in the books that he “needs a break from organic beings” to Jason and his preference towards machines is very clear and goes, I feel, goes beyond his social awkwardness and his inability to open up to others.

Nico: he acts a lot like an introvert, but most of that is due to the forced isolation he was put through (both by himself and others). He has a lot of trust issues. But if you look at the him before he lost Bianca and after HOO when he was more open, it’s pretty clear that he enjoys and has a lot of fun with people. He wants to talk to people and Nico also seems pretty tired all the time, especially when during the time when he’s alone. That can be attributed to stress and his powers draining him, and wanting to have other to depend on doesn’t make him an extrovert (read: Leo), I think the fact that his isolation is less by choice and more because he believes no one will like him or because no one really wants him around (unlike Leo who does find a lot of joy and contentment from being alone to work on his projects) really shows that Nico gets a lot of energy from people.

Introverted introverts: so the people who act like introverts don’t really seem like they are introverts (like Reyna and Annabeth), they have a real need for friendship and just pure human connection (Reyna’s half-hearted crush on Percy because she’s missing her only friend and Annabeth’s loyalty and affection for Luke and Thalia) that I don’t really think fits an introvert and the only ones I think are acantílala introverts don’t actually act like introverts. Or some of them are ambiverts or sm.

btw I don’t have any opinion of side characters that we don’t see a lot cause I don’t know enough about their personality versus their needs to know if they’re and introvert or and extrovert.

[thesoccerenthusiast]

Alejandro x Heather | Valentine's Day Headcanons

Inspired by @iluminaru to do some headcanons for my ultimate favorite power-couple, Aleheather (Alejandro Burromuerto x Heather).

This is my first time doing headcanons, so don't roast me too badly!

AleHeather Valentine's Day (& Romance in General) Headcanons

Alejandro brings Heather a bouquet of roses not just in the morning, but multiple times throughout the day. Heather wakes up to a dozen roses, comes home from work with a dozen roses and presents another dozen roses after dinner.

Alejandro loves to cook, so he would prefer a romantic dinner at home. But Heather likes to go out, so they would compromise: an Alejandro-made dinner at home, go out for dessert.

After their dessert, Alejandro and Heather go dancing together. He loves to salsa, while she wants to waltz. They do both, of course.

Heather isn't the biggest Valentine's Day fan. She was definitely one of those kids that got the least, or none at all, Valentine's at school.

Heather isn't the best gift-giver, but she always manages to hit it out the park with Alejandro. She always gets him a watch with some romantic saying engraved. Alejandro, the ultimate romantic, tears up at every engraving.

Usually, Alejandro gives Heather massages after she dances, so for Valentine's Day, she treats him to a massage, candlelights and all.

Alejandro makes sure to send his mother and Heather's mother bouquets for Valentine's Day, signing both his and Heather's names on the card.

Alejandro would love to propose to Heather on a holiday like Valentine's Day, but Heather is against holiday proposals, calling them 'tacky.'

For every 50 times Alejandro says "I love you," Heather says it back once. She's not good at expressing her emotions with words.

Alejandro is a very physical person. He always wants to hold Heather's hand, run his fingers through her hair or keep a hand on her shoulder or back. Heather doesn't mind it at all, but she won't be the one reaching for Al's hand.

Heather affectionately calls Alejandro by the nickname that only she is allowed to use: Alé.

Heather won't admit it out loud, but her actions explain it all: she is a BIG FAN of cuddling. Alejandro's arms around her always make her feel warm and safe.

Whenever Heather initiates the cuddling, Alejandro has to do his best not to get too excited. Heather finds it weird that Alejandro is so emotional about everything.

Alejandro's presents for Heather — usually for a birthday, Valentine's Day or anniversary — always include going on a trip, whether it be somewhere tropical or somewhere European. Heather says where, Alejandro buys the ticket.

Alejandro is a big fan of wine tastings and vineyards, so Heather will usually include that with any present, as well.

Let me know your Valentine's Day or romance headcanons for Aleheather!

[strawby-fields]

As much as I love “Fugo and Abbacchio are enemies” type stuff I really only think they were like that early on.

They’re bffs later trust me ok. They both think they’re the only ones with common sense. They judge people together like highschool mean girls.

[nightshift-clocking-in]

🌟Head cannons about the twins🌟

Oliver is a Hufflepuff

Williow is a Gryffindor

Lily and her sister are named after flowers, the the twins are named after types of trees

Mary sings them the 'if I were a fish song' all the time, but especially in the mornings while they are getting ready.

Lily has them say positive affirmations in the mirror while they are brushing their teeth, so they know how special, smart and beautiful

I can't imagine faces so they appearance is loosely based on Erin Kellyman, becuase I think she is just gorgeous!

While Lily carried the twin, one of Mary's family members ended up being their donor.

[cevans-is-classic]

Tony, using the suit to take him and Steve through the drive thru, is the same energy as Dean asking Cas to fly them to his favorite diner for dinner

[satoruxx]

you're sweating when you wake up, skin sticking painfully to your bedsheets as your bleary eyes dart around, attempting to make focus of your surroundings. the room is still dark, barely touched by the slight bit of moonlight that attempts to peak through the closed windows—defiant. it takes a minute to realize that the sounds that are breaking the silence are actually coming from your own throat—breathy, wheezing gasps of terror.

your stomach drops when your fingers grip cold and empty fabric. he's gone he's gone he's go—

"what are you doing up, pretty?"

your head snaps to the doorway. satoru stands there, sweats hanging low on his hips even as his hand remains curled around a glass of water. his hair is tousled with sleep, but his cerulean eyes are sharp and lively.

as soon as he sees the panic lacing your expression, his eyes widen, long legs practically tripping over themselves as he stumbles towards you.

"what happened?" he asks sharply, frantically placing the cup on the bedside table to take your face into his palms. shades of blue dart back and forth across your features as he perches one knee on the mattress and peers down at you. "are you okay?"

his touch sends electricity through your veins—a splash of ice water pulling you away from that painful reverie.

your heart both clenches and soars, the idea of what you saw being terrifying, and yet finding out it wasn't true being that much more relieving.

"i just—" your voice comes out choked, and satoru's fingers twitch against your skin imperceptibly. "had a bad dream."

you think your brain must be cruel for conjuring up a dream in which satoru could suffer to such abhorrent extents.

"oh sweets." satoru's sigh is sympathetically soft, thumb brushing over the apple of your cheek just barely. "it was just a nightmare."

"i know," you swallow, voice shaking. there's an uncharacteristic wetness pooling at your waterline. "i-it just felt so real."

"baby..." satoru immediately pulls you against the steady planes of his chest, thick arms snaking around your waist to eliminate any measly amount of distance between you two. you prop your chin on his shoulder, sighing as you feel his snowy hair tickling at your cheek.

"it wasn't real, sweetheart," he says, pulling back just slightly to push a piece of hair from your face. his thumb then drags under your eyes, wiping away the unshed tears. "see. you're here, i'm here. everything's all good."

"yeah." you're nodding, unable to take your eyes off of him because he's real and alive and so breathtakingly perfect. "yeah, you're right."

he gives you a lopsided smile, eyes bright and glowing. "i don't like to brag, but i usually am."

you snort out a laugh, missing the way his expression turns pleased at the sound. "hilarious. you love to brag."

"you got me there," he shrugs, grinning as you stick your tongue out at him. the lighthearted banter solidifies the fact that satoru is fine and unharmed and completely yours, but you can still feel the apprehension coursing through your veins. chills run up your spine—you try not to show it.

but of course, satoru has always been able to see right through you.

his teasing smile goes soft, and he inhales deeply.

"was it about me?" he asks, climbing into bed next you. you lay back down carefully.

"yeah," you mumble, watching him tug the blankets over your body and tuck you both under a cocoon of warmth.

"hm." something in his tone tells you he's not unfamiliar with the feelings you seem to be experiencing—his body shifts closer to yours. ocean eyes carefully asses you, deep and calculating and so concerned even as he smoothes a warm palm over your shoulder blades. "wanna tell me what happened?"

the truth is you do want to, because satoru has always understood you better than you've ever understood yourself—you have no doubt he'd be able to comfort you just as well as he normally does.

and yet...

"no," you answer, pressing your nose into his neck. a deep breath in, the lively scent that is so inherently your gojo satoru filling your very soul. "it's okay. i think i'll be fine."

when you shut your eyes, images flash behind them—of bloodied bodies and stitches and swapped souls. yet a chaste kiss to your forehead pulls you back to where you're supposed to be, warm and grounding.

"i know you'll be fine," satoru murmurs, lips tickling your brow as he speaks. you think you can hear the gentle smile as he says it, and your grip on him tightens—never letting go. "i'm right here after all."

[ezrazzle]

After slowly chipping away at this for a while, I'm finally done drawing the cast of The Magnus Archives!

[cammy-mcspammy]

My interpretation on how human bill came to be, ig? (ALSO SORRY, I MEANT DD&MD.. or idk how to abbreviate it)

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[rxbin-iii]

the Wayne siblings

Batkids (1/2)

Do not re-upload/re-post my work.

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the argo trials: food

Quick summary of what I found on krypton's food: basically nothing.

"Kvornish tri-snout" is the only meal with a name I could find, it's from Supergirl (2016) issue 7.

There's a bunch of comics that are set on Krypton or have memories of Krypton but unfortunately, none of them really show them eating. So, I've taken the liberty of making shit up.

By this old map of Krypton we can tell it has a "Great Krypton Sea" and a few rivers and lakes, because of that it's likely that they had a lot of sea animals. Fish would be a big part of their food.

And, because of the "Scarlet Jungle", they'd have at least some animals like snagriffs, rondors, hounds, moles and more, as mentioned here. As well as different plants, herbs and fruits that they would be able to cook with.

So basically, I think in the good old days before Krypton started to decay, their food would be based on meat and plants. Later on, when they started to use up their resources, they had to find a way to eat with more artificial foods, kinda like energy bars with the amount of nutrients necessary for the day, and resort to off-world foods (which we know that Kryptonians had relations, at least to visit, with other words because of this:

So trades for food are not unlikely.)

As for the argo trials:

I made up Khulufehk which is basically soup (because we know our girl Kara is canonically not a good cook). Khuluf means warm and ehk means water. (thank you kryptonian.info)

PS: if you do know of any comic or ep of a DC show that mentions any Kryptonian food and you tell me, I'll love you forever

[suguruverse]

idk if anyone has ever talked about this but katsuki REFUSES to buy you flowers from the grocery store. like will not even look at it and will steer you away if he even catches you looking at it.

he genuinely looks at you crazy when you ask him why he’s avoiding the huge display of flowers because he cannot fathom why you would want “those cheap ugly shits” over a bouquet from the florist filled with your favourite flowers.

you pout when he drags you out the grocery store and back home only to wake up the next morning to a fresh bouquet on your bedside table with an obnoxiously large orange ribbon that screams katsuki name and a homemade breakfast from yours truly <3333

[38sr]

young smallville meets young gotham

[plounce]

why was bashir a closeted homosexual in the 23rd century? like dude it's fine you can relax. actually wait the tense here is kinda funny. i used past tense because ds9 is from the 90s and i watched it in 2021 so in both cases it's from the past in my view. but when talking about a text you speak in the present: why IS bashir a closeted homosexual in the 23rd century? but the statement is half about how ds9 takes place in the scifi future: why WILL bashir be a closeted homosexual in the 23rd century?