#random snippets headcanons

[ammonitetheseaserpent]

Hey. hey what if I did some

Disassembly Drone stims :0

Tapping/rubbing wings on things

Flapping/rattling wings

Clicking teeth together

Running teeth along wing blades

Rubbing knife claws together

Various animalistic noises; i.e. chirping, rumbling, clicking

Tapping tail point on various surfaces

Waving tail around to hear the whooshing noise it makes

[gossippool]

i was gonna make a personal poolverine headcanons list because other people were doing it too but i realised my fics already have most of them so. here are some of my headcanons in fic snippet form. some contradict with others and some i don't even think are necessarily true but it's fun to experiment

people have said this before but logan fights wade because he sees himself in him (or because he realises that he actually doesn't and he hates that)

wade knows about and feels the (emotional and psychological) effects of all his other variant selves (and everything else if he tries)

logan's heightened senses gives him synesthesia

logan doesn't actually like violence/fighting/blood during sex or like ever. it's just an unhealthy addiction that started from him killing all those people that he snuffed with alcohol but revived with wade, and a way to take his anger out on (someone like) himself

with regard to wade's chronic pain slight p pressure on his skin hurts more and in a worse way than sharp pains like getting stabbed

[gcat01]

Harry and Jean are at their desks discussing a case. Both are reading files while they talk. Jean looks up to see Harry absently reaching for his coffee mug but missing because he is too interested in the file to bother looking.

Jean, almost reflexively, reaches across their desks and scoots the mug four centimeters to the right so Harry's hand finds the handle.

[greencloakedfae]

"… Lady Wilmot"

"Please just call me Sofia. I am rather tired of being known as an extension of the men who impose themselves in my life, the least I can keep is my name," Sofia requested, her usually stable tone giving way to a hint of vulnerability.

Nell bit back a snide remark about status, ultimately deciding she understood the sentiment too personally to judge. Instead she simply nodded and continued.

"Sofia then, …"

[pencilofawesomeness]

Erza gripped the scepter hard enough to make her metal gloves creak. However, neither the hum of the magestone nor the act of using her strength to the fullest could placate her, and neither could it solve this matter.

“Jellal,” she said—slowly, carefully. Erza was positioned between him and the mirror, and she trusted her reflexes, but she still couldn’t help but to doubt her ability to stop him from escaping. Or, rather, from throwing his life away. “Let’s talk this through.”

Jellal chuckled dryly, without mirth. The bags under his eyes appeared darker in the light of the dorm courtyard. “There’s nothing to talk about. We both know that the Arcane Response Unit won’t be persuaded. I’m going.”

“The Headmage is speaking to them now. This is all just a misunderstanding. We’ll work this out.”

Erza absolutely hated not being able to do more. Her respect for the ARU and the role they played in this world absolutely did not diminish that this whole situation was bullshit and Jellal was being wrongly scapegoated. It was unjust and plain wrong. If Erza thought that marching up to the captain (a second time) and demanding this bogus investigation to be dropped would work, then she would have done it in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, even she knew that this could not be solved with violence—or with caving in. They had to stand their ground and play this right, and that meant keeping her dorm here while the Headmage worked her wits and magic. 

Surely, everyone else would see the reason she clearly saw—even when Jellal himself doubted it. 

Jellal was only eight when he came to the Queendom of Roses. Only eight when they met. He was a shy and awkward child, and he refused to talk about where he came from. That was alright though, because even Erza knew that it was sad. That was why he had been sent to Grandpa Rob. Erza had just been thrilled for another fae child to join Rob’s home for orphans, because it had meant that there was at least one other kid she could play with without fearing their fragility. 

He was her best friend, and he was a good man. Erza wouldn’t have made him her vice housewarden otherwise. Jellal helped people and he was kind and he was careful and conscious of those around him, and he sought peace and balance above all else. And people seriously thought Jellal, as a child no less, was somehow responsible for an attempt to overthrow the Kingdom of Heroes’ royal family. It was utterly absurd. 

It was even more absurd that Jellal was willing to accept it. 

“Erza, I have to go. I— I did do those things. I can’t continue to ignore it.”

He might have succeeded in making that declaration cold, but the crack in his voice belied his fear. Erza’s determination settled. She swore to protect the people of Heartslaybul, and to lead them down a victorious path. She would even protect them from themselves. 

“I am the Queen here,” she declared, throat tight. “My word is law. And I say you stay.”

Jellal shifted into a ready position—to fight, to flee. The movement alone cut her to her core. “Erza, I’m not who you think I am. I’m not worth it.”

Her heart cracked. She wondered if the Queen of Hearts ever felt this pain, her desire to protect her people a visceral and painful thing. Maybe that was why she sometimes appeared so violent in history—because she, too, swore to protect her loved ones from anything. 

The past few weeks she had had to watch Jellal suffer under this weight. She watched him try to convince her that he wasn’t who she knew he was. It hurt to even consider. It hurt worse that he thought so little of himself, and little of her for not believing that she would trust him. 

Erza would not be easily swayed. Not even by him. She reached into her Inventory and she grabbed a long, weighty lance. 

“You don’t get to decide that.”

Jellal lunged. His magic mastery was always an impressive thing, and he could boost his very movement. However, her reflexes were not to be trifled with either—and, she had planned for this. She knew him well, after all. 

“Now!” she shouted, and a flurry happened all at once. 

Erza employed Jellal’s own trick, hastening herself to meet his path and bodily block him with her lance. Behind her, several magic barriers were erected around the mirror, and Erza quickly added her own, for good measure. 

A vine wrapped around Jellal’s ankle, yanking him backwards and straight into Elfman’s bear-hold. 

The plan quickly fell apart though. With a potent burst of magic, Jellal ripped himself out of the hold. He levitated Elfman with ease and tossed him straight into Droy. 

“JELLAL!” 

Mirajane appeared in a fury, floating above him. Erza spotted the flash of guilt across his features right as the junior batted him downward with ice magic. 

“Stand down,” Erza ordered, a little desperate. 

But Jellal had his own share of determination, evident in the sweat gleaming on his too-pale face. “Don’t fight me on this.”

“Too late, man.” Jet, the only one arguably faster than Jellal thanks to his Unique Magic, swept Jellal off his feet right as he tried to get up. 

Mirajane met her eyes, and reluctantly, Erza nodded. 

“Soulbinder,” Mirajane chanted, and in seconds her UM manifested around Jellal, the dark tendrils physically rooting him to the ground and eating at his magic. It was a violent restraint, but it worked. Erza knew that any less Jellal would fight through. Not that he wasn’t making an attempt now. 

“Please,” she practically begged. “Don’t throw yourself away.”

Jellal tugged at the spell, a heaving breath making his exhaustion known. “You think I want to?” he whispered. 

In the silence that followed, the soft admission might as well have been a shout. 

“Do you think I want to go? To admit that any of that stuff happened? To— to accept the role I played?”

Erza swallowed. There was something dangerously shaky about his countenance. The strain in his voice was brittle, and her instincts whispered that something was about to snap. The air grew thick with that anticipation. “Jellal…”

“NO!” His shout was raw and hoarse, full of tears and anger and everything, that it startled Erza into silence. 

“I never wanted this! But I can’t change what happened. No amount of hoping and pretending will ever change it!”

The atmosphere shook. An ugly sort of magic began to fill the air. Erza realized it too late, when Jellal’s tears mixed with his sweat and turned black.

“It will never change that I was her pawn!”

[fortune-maiden]

Pleeease can I have more of the TGCF Cyrano (but not really Cyrano) AU? 🥺🙏

ANON I LOVE YOU! THIS ASK LITERALLY MADE MY ENTIRE DAY!

And also got some words flowing!

pei ming briefly turned into wombat in the beginning there whoops

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There were few things in Heaven that could escape Pei Ming’s notice.

No, that was a lie.

There were, in fact, a great many number of things that regularly escaped Pei Ming’s notice. They simply weren’t important things in his opinion. Pei Ming knew the value of information and kept an ear to the ground and the communication array at all times, but he wasn’t interested in petty gossip and the daily lives of heavenly officials.

(Unless those heavenly officials happened to be women, in which case he was very interested, so that he could be at the right place at the right time when they inevitably sought him out.)

Pei Ming was the god of love, so it was only natural that there would be one topic above all others that would warrant his attention.

That’s right – He was here to love and be loved! Embrace love and spread love!

Pei Ming was here to romance women and play matchmaker.

And he was very-temporarily out of women.

“You’re wrong,” Shi Wudu said with a sigh.

“I’m never wrong. Not about this.” Pei Ming’s grin took up most of his face. His arm sat comfortably on Shi Wudu’s shoulder. It wasn’t supposed to be there, but no amount of smacking it with a fan could see it removed.

“I know all about the inquiries you’ve been making into that caged little bird of yours. What can I say except you’re a man with exceptional taste. And quite the reckless streak.”

“Even if I have, that’s my business, not yours.”

“Nonsense. A blossoming crush is very much my business.”

“Again, it’s not a crush. I simply think she’s interesting.”

“Coming from you, that may as well be a proposal.”

Shi Wudu shoved him. The arm around his shoulders remained firmly in place. Pei Ming laughed an uproarious laugh. He always loved the look on people’s faces when they were made aware of their feelings. Particularly when the people in question were his sullen young friend who had been cursed with a handsome face and a rotten personality.

He had been shocked when he first heard of it, of course. But spring came for everyone in the end, and the greater surprise was that Shi Wudu just had to pick the hardest woman in Heaven to get close to as the object of his affections.

Although, really, Pei Ming shouldn’t have expected anything less. Fortunately, he loved a challenge.

“You’ve already made several critical blunders, my friend,” he remarked, turning serious. “It’s never good to start a relationship off with public humiliation.”

“I was not the one humiliating her.”

“But you were the instigator. Thanks to that she knows who you are, but what kind of impression do you think you’ve left her with? If you approached her now, she would head straight in the opposite direction.”

“You sound awfully sure of that.”

“I heard it from the old girl’s mouth herself!” Pei Ming cleared his throat and made his best exhausted gloomy expression. “If my path were to cross Lord Water Master’s now, I think I would turn around and head straight in the opposite direction.”

“She does not sound like that,” Shi Wudu snapped and rapped Pei Ming’s hand with his fan a few times again.

“How would you know? You’ve never talked to her.”

“And you have?”

“Of course! We’re friends from the same hometown!” Well same general region, anyway. Pei Ming’s most famous exploits either had him fighting wars abroad or stationed in Xuli’s royal capital so it was a little known fact he himself was actually from the southern parts of the kingdom and spent most of his non-warring years there. And it was an even littler known fact that the very Nangong Jie made infamous by her writings in the royal capital was also originally from those same southern parts, a fact Pei Ming expertly deduced within an hour of meeting her by virtue of her light regional accent.

(And as for how their paths came to cross in the first place back then, well, she was a woman and he was at the right place at the right time.)

“You’ve made an enemy of her jailer, and she isn’t particularly fond of you right now either. It must be hard being so unpopular.” Pei Ming’s other hand now patted Shi Wudu’s chest consolingly and Shi Wudu grew resigned to the fact that this was what a friendship with Pei Ming entailed.

“If she’s truly so petty, then perhaps I’ve underestimated her.”

“It’s not about pettiness, it’s about an innocent woman becoming the collateral damage of your reckless words and you acting like it doesn’t concern you.” The consoling pats turned into light smacks. “Fortunately, your blunder is also your opportunity. As long as you say and do everything I tell you, we can salvage your reputation with Nangong and get her to see your hidden merits.”

“This is ridiculous.” Shi Wudu shoved Pei Ming once more and this time Pei Ming let go so he would have enough room to cross his arms and scowl. It was important to give him enough space for that so that his mind had the freedom it needed to weigh the pros and cons of Pei Ming’s offer. Shi Wudu was a businessman, after all.

Sure enough, the next words out of his mouth were, “What’s in it for you?”

He eyed Pei Ming like a suspicious cat, ready to flee at the first sign of trouble. Pei Ming laughed once more.

“You’re my friend! What better reason is there for me to help you!” he clapped Shi Wudu’s shoulder good-naturedly, earning another smack for his trouble. “But if you really need one, then it’s that I think you and Nangong really would fit well together. And she could use someone like you in her corner.”

And most importantly, Pei Ming’s smile was so radiant that it shone with a heavenly aura of its own, it will be fun!   

[loserboyfriendrjl]

the ophidians distinctive traits headcanons

alecto carrow — has really short, choppy hair; always changes her appearance; really dark freckles, all over her face; birthmark on the back of her palm; height (5'1" / 154 cm)

dorcas meadowes — really straight nose; plump lips; matching moles; long eyelashes; long legs; dark eyes, almost black

zoya zabini — height (6'2" / 182 cm); marilyn monroe mole, in the exaxt same spot; siren eyes; long fingers; dorsal hump nose, no cupid's brow lips

aurora sinistra — really light blonde hair, and has natural, slightly blue streaks in her hair; straight hair, but curls right at the ends; big, doe-like eyes; small, button nose; willowy figure; soft face

[thatoneguy56fanfic]

“There are two things that Kuvira hates the most in the world: tea, and being cold.”

For some reason I just love this line and had to share lol.

[oncillaphoenix]

Anthea: Yeah, little kids do bite a lot. Anthea: Although, in hindsight, our 5yo might have been abnormally feral...

[ammonitetheseaserpent]

aasnd tossin in my re-imagining of some GameToons characters (I don’t support GT and have never seen any of their vids straight from the channel)

the Harmonies

A trio of sprunki who’d make music together like. a lot

Decent magic users and prone to experimenting w/ their power

They were killed by a predator one day, but by some result of all these experiments, they kinda stayed around as incorporeal beings (kinda like ghosts, but the only real physical difference from when they lived is that they’re incorporeal and can choose to have someone unable to see them; though the default is that everyone can see/sense them)

(oh also they can enter another sprunki’s dreams with effort)

Crescendo

Demon sprunki who became v ambitious and quite a powerful magic user, discovering a fair bit of ✨interdimensional✨ stuff 

They wanted to find out if a sprunki could become a deity (not necessarily bc they wanted a bunch of power, more so out of sheer curiosity of if such a thing were possible)

It placed a spell on its soul so that, when they died, their soul would be released into another plane of existence with the power to interact w/ others in its previous one, retaining all the abilities it had when it was alive 

Some time after its death (by fire btw), it appeared to a sprunki who used its visit as a story to scare others into taking them seriously… which spiraled into them becoming a cult leader, roping others into worshipping this strange and mysterious being of fire lest it unleash its unknowable power (this became Jevin’s cult)

The cult that worships Crescendo does so out of fear, like. ‘if we don’t give this guy compliments and blood sacrifices, they’re gonna eat the entire world’. In reality, they don’t rlly care what any Sprunki on its former plane of existence does, and treats the world w/ a moral ambiguity and casual apathy, just sort of watching & going along w/ the intent of anyone who directly contacts them

[kyinpeachichu]

Romantic moments that are actually so precious-

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Husband placing a hand over his wife's abdomen, dreaming of his baby growing inside her the night they are about to make it- *cough*

The husband all worried sick, seeing the wife exhausted after labor, their little baby crying in her arms. (Then he starts to cry-)

Holding the baby of the first time

Proposing without getting down on one knee.

"Dancing around the kitchen in the refrigerator light~"

Saying "I love you" (while looking at them) in settings where they cant hear each other. Like loud heavy rain fall, firework shows, concerts, on a stage during a loud applause.

Whispering "I love you" to them in quite places. Like libraries, a small but comfy cafe, by the lake.

Nervously, EVER so nervously, holding hands for the very first time.

Watching a sunset, end up staying the whole night.

Kisses on the back of the hand-

Taking a piece of their hair and kissing it.

Laughing in between every kiss.

Hugs. Just, Hugs.

Their song plays. One of them starts singing quietly all nonchalant. The other starts singing with them. Their singing gets louder and more energetic the further the song goes.

Affectionate squeezes.

Coming out of the room in new fancy clothes that make you feel just a bit insecure, only for your partner to tell you you are the most beautiful thing in the world.

Tears of joy.

Touching foreheads.

Just apologizing after an argument, then making up with a hug.

An "I was thinking about you" or "I just wanted to hear your voice" call.

Their pet interrupting an intimate moment.

[grandline-fics]

S/O using Luffy or Ace or Sabo like a post. Just leaning against them at random times or shoulder bumping them. Affectionate cat headbumps.

Ahh this is so cute and so them! Keeping these and quick snippet/headcanons. This is all typed on my phone so excuse any spelling mistakes ❤️

Ace

🔥The first time it happens it’s not long into your relationship becoming a romantic one. He’s standing talking to Marco when you suddenly flop against him, expecting him to keep standing tall and support you slumped form.

🔥 He wasn’t expecting it and tumbled sideways, knocking into Marco who was the only reason the two of you didn’t fall face first onto the deck.

🔥You were too tired to notice and remained pressed up and leaning against Ace, lightly nuzzling your head against his shoulder while he tried to recover from the unexpected shock and stay nonchalant about the whole thing. He’s an affectionate person naturally but the fact you’re both a couple makes the casual embrace seem more intimate than just a simple hug.

🔥 After that first occurrence it becomes your and Ace’s ‘thing’, randomly throughout the day when you both need a little moment to recharge you will seek each other out, regardless of what the other is doing and slump against the other and affectionately bump your head against them.

Sabo

🎩 It happens randomly. You were out on a mission, not the high adrenaline, fighting battles or the undercover and infiltration jobs. You were both stationed on a random island and told to just watch the target and observe newer recruits to the Revolutionary Army. Babysitting on top of observation= boring.

🎩 So you both did the only thing you could do, whatever popped into your head to starve off the boredom. At first you lightly tapped your foot against Sabo’s while looking ahead and having the face of composed innocence. When he looked away from you, you did it again. This time Sabo responded by doing the same.

🎩 The game continued and progressed from your feet to tapping the back of your hand against his, then lightly nudging his side with your elbow until you ended up bumping his shoulder with yours. Every time Sabo answered with the same gesture and continued to be something you both did both off base and on.

🎩 The only time that it’s not allowed now is when you’re in a meeting and Dragon is present. Because the last time the two of you engaged in this game, a Revolutionary Army member called Sabo to ask him a question, catching his attention.

🎩 Sabo turned without thinking just as you tried to bump his shoulder with your own and with him no longer there to meet the soft impact you fell off your seat and clumsily over Sabo’s lap for everyone to see

Luffy

🍖 Luffy loves when you do this with him. He loves physical, affectionate touches even when the two of you are just Captain and crew mate. He’s the one to unintentionally start it.

🍖 You’d been out on a new island to explore with the crew split into groups. On your travels through some ruins, you found an old map. Excited about finding treasure and secrets Luffy leaned against you, stretching to look over your shoulder to look even though his map reading skills weren’t the best.

🍖 To get your Captains head out of the way you leaned against him and of course his rubber body stretched to the extreme so you were the one slouching over him. Immediately Luffy found this to be the more entertaining part of the day and on your walk to find Nami the two of you continued to lean against the other as you walked.

🍖 Since then and long before anything even turned romantic, you’d always instinctively lean and press your side against Luffy, so much so that when he isn’t lounging on Sunny’s head he’s standing and ready for you to step up beside him and press as close as you can beside him. The only difference now is that he stays standing upright and leans his head to rest his cheek against you so you can both support each other and enjoy each others warmth

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[kombuuuu]

Miles 42 headcanons?

no one asked but i’ll deliver !!

Miles!42 x Fem!Reader random headcanons

also a lot of snippets :)

You/Reader: Blue

Miles Morales: Purple

Mama Rio/Rio Morales: Pink

Uncle Aaron/Aaron Morales: Orange

Random/stranger: Black

—

gift giving love language duhhh

Will have you walk with him through malls and whatever you look at for a second too long he buys

You don’t catch on until you’re both eating at a nice restaurant, absentmindedly staring at some plant when a lull in conversation happens.

He purchases the plant.

“Fuck you mean I can’t buy it?”

“Sir, the plants aren’t for sale, this is a dining establishment.”

“Establish the fact I’m gettin’ that plant.”

“Sir—“

50 bucks down and a plant 🆙

He will damn right die if you refuse him. He’ll get all grumpy and pouty when you say he should save for a house, not for you.

convinced you just get shy when bought things (you do).

is even more motivated to buy things

“Miles, baby, you need to save up. Not spend on me!”

“This would look so good on you, Ma.”

“Are you listening??”

“Fuck, and this.”

“Oh my god.”

gets so jealous it’s unbelievable

but only when someone goes too far with you

it’s like 1–100 real quick

he’s not usually the prowling type (ha)

but when someone pushes the line he loses his shit

other than that he’s a supportive bbg all the way

“Wanna go home with me, butterface?”

“Fuck you just say?”

“Nothing homie just get outta here.”

“Say that shit again ‘homie’.”

“Chill the fuck out. Let the lady speak for herself.”

“I’ll fucking speak for my girl all I want, homeboy.”

maybe got a liiiiittle bit of an anger issue

guy went home with a broken nose and a missing tooth

better hope he can afford fill ins

he would never get mad at you though

he gets frustrated you don’t listen sometimes, but it’s never to the point of anger

feel like he has the patience of a fucking SAINT

calm and collected baby u know the deal

“Mami, we gonna have a problem?”

“”

“Didn’t think so.”

a SWEETHEART at times

stand by him being raised right

mama rio taught him to be a romantic

wanted him to take after his dad

so flowers and gifts and chocolates

followed by lovin of any kind

probably a baby for affection but doesn’t show it

so when you get all emotional about being gifted roses for the first time

and hug him and smother him

give him stupid little kisses all over

he’s fainting

poor boy doesn’t know love like u show him

“Baby, are these for me?”

“Yeah, Chiquita. They okay?”

“Wh… They’re perfect.”

“Are you cryin’? I can return ‘em.”

“No! No, no, don’t do that.

I love them, C’mere.”

when you guys get rlly comfortable, like a year and some dating, he ends up getting more chatty

willingly talking w you for hours

feels like you’re the only person he can rlly do that with

rambles so rarely that you kind of just sit in awe when it happens

doesn’t catch himself until he’s trying to name your future kids

“I’ll marry you one day, we’ll have like two, three kids. Get all nice an cozy.

You want a boy or girl? I kinda want both. Definitely not girl first, never having a girl without a brother to protect ‘er.

You’d be such a good Mami.

What’d you wan’ name ‘em? I have a few ideas—“

“..”

“But you could choose the girl cause I don’t know any pretty names. And i’ll choose—“

“..”

“..”

“You gon’ let me keep goin?”

“I love your voice.”

“Tranquila, mami.”

Takes you to every family event he ever has

sits you regularly with Rio and Aaron

they insist you call them uncle and ma

you do, obviously

miles doesn’t need to meet your family if you don’t want him to, but if he ever does he’s totally suave with them

like weirdly smooth

able to get on ur carers good side quick

when you meet his extended family they’re just as loving

his whole family is this bright dash of colour

and you fit right the fuck in

“¡Oh, hija estás preciosa!”

“Dice la estrella de la fiesta!”

“You flatter me, Hija.”

“Miles, come get your girl.”

“You look nice too, Uncle Aaron.”

“..Thanks, kid.”

“Hey Mami, havin’ fun?”

“Aight, I’m out.”

when you find out he’s the prowler you’re not really shocked

he’s hella nervous to tell you and kinda puts it off for a while

as long as you’re not in harms way, nothin matters, yeah?

no

the guilt eats him alive

he’s already lost so much, if he doesn’t do things right with you, then loses you too

he’d probably lose himself

so he tells you

“The Prowler?”

“Yeah.”

“The.. Panther guy I keep seeing on the news-?”

“Mm.”

“Miles are you—

..—Are you killing people?”

“Mami, it’s not like that—“

“oh my god.”

“These men— I kill,”

“Oh my god, oh my god.”

“,They’re bad, you understand.”

“Miles..”

“[Name]. Do you understand?”

“Yeah.. Yeah I understand.”

“You can’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t.”

“…”

“Are you mad.”

“I’m not happy.”

“Okay.”

you’re kind of devastated he’s killing people

but you eventually get it

like it takes a while

say a month or so

but you forgive quick

i mean, who knows what those men are doing, right?

(ur delulu but it’s ok)

he lets you have your space but talking with mama rio when she realises your absence knocks some sense into him

mans is going to GROVEL

he will fucking beg on his damn knees

knocks on your door and is already kneeling

will plead with you to come back to him

like i said a whole ass romantic

you know what’s romantic? a man who can get on his knees

he will suffocate you in gifts and affection

oh you like (insert sanrio esc character) ? look over there at that lifesize plushie woahhhh wonder who that’s forrrrrr

“Hello?”

“Mami, don’t close the door.”

“Miles, go home.”

“And please stop kneeling, the floor is dirty.”

“I’m not leaving ‘til you hear me out.”

looooong sigh

“Okay, fine— whatever, come inside. You have two minutes.”

“God, I missed you. You’re so beautiful Chiquita.”

“Three minutes.”

You talk it out easy, he’s a real smooth talker when he wants to be

“Okay Miles, I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?”

“Yeah, Ma. See you soon.”

“Wh—.. What is that?”

“Ohhh…”

“Why the fuck is it so big?”

“It said “Life Size” on the site? I was thinking like two feet tall.”

“You bought that?”

“Yeah.. I was thinkin’ you wouldn’t let me in. Would have to bribe you.”

“…That’s really cute.”

Annnnnd that’s all i can come up with i’ll probably do more later :P

[schemmentisimpasours]

That Time: Headcanons

Summary: I'm dying of fucking cramps and I needed a little self comfort on what my comfort characters would do to help take care of you during that time of the month.

I kinda like this. Might do more of these

Warnings: Talks of menstruation, blood, mood swings

Characters: Olivia Benson, Ayanna Bell, Melissa Schemmenti, Ava Coleman, Alex Blake, Tara Lewis, Athena Grant, Chessy

Fandoms: SVU,Organized Crime, Abbott Elementary, Criminal Minds, 9-1-1, The Parent Trap

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Olivia Benson

Calls Fin and takes a work from home day whenever she can. Stays in bed with you while you are in and out of sleep rubbing your back between signing paperwork. Wakes you up occasionally to keep you hydrated and eating.Uses essential oils to rub into your sore back and your hips. Keeps a candle lit because you swear that you smell and it calms down your anxiety over it. Makes you stay in bed preparing comfort food for you all day. Fills the bath tub full of bubbles and stress relief bath salts to soothe your aching muscles. Reads you your favorite book while playing with your hair till you fall asleep in her lap.

Ayanna Bell

Has Sloot rework all your social media so you only see happy videos and blocks all news. Keeps ginger ale and soup on standby because without fail you get sick every time. Forces Stabler to run errands and bring you lunch from your favorite deli with an extra large slurpee.Uses various pressure points to relieve pain in your neck and shoulders. Sets up 3 large fans in the bedroom to help cool you down even if it means wearing hoodies all day. Watched youtube videos to learn how to give you a deep tissue massage. Let's you fall asleep like a starfish across the bed just happy you are comfortable.

Melissa Schemmenti

Frets over you every time because she knows you are in a lot more pain than you let anyone know. Is constantly checking in on you keeping you hydrated and medicated with pain meds on rotation. Barks at anyone who so much as raises their voice at you. Gently guides you away from annoying coworkers before you rip their head off. Holds your hand until the cramps pass. Bakes homemade cookies and cannolis. Keeps the house extra cold for when you overheat. Has blankets and her hoodies on standby (you refuse anything that doesn't smell like her) for the moments you start to shiver. Tucks you in bed (in light cotton sheets so you don't sweat)and reads to you (occasionally throwing in snippets of Italian) till you fall asleep curled around her with your head lying on her chest. She refuses to move for the rest of the night.

Ava Coleman

Makes you take the day off and it is non negotiable.If they are short subs steps in unwillingly to help for the day so you can stay home. Marks the days on her calendar with a bright X to prepare for what she calls her "baby's doomsday". When she can she stays home with you making the same tea her grandma made her growing up. Forces Gregory to be her personal Uber Eats for all your cravings. Orders your favorite Chinese food to eat on the couch while you watch sad movies. Cries over the sad movies because you are crying and she hates seeing you in pain. Covers the bed in black silk sheets to keep you cool and cover up anything so you never have to worry. Rubs your back as you hug her like a koala bear until you fall asleep. She won't admit it but having you so needy and clingy is her favorite thing.

Alex Blake

Constantly tracking your symptoms and flow to check for abnormalities. Keeps a calendar in her purse to prepare for the day especially when she knows cases are extra heavy. Always keeps heating pad patches for you. Makes you hot tea with lemon but keeps other caffeine in her bags. Has a random assortment of snacks that you steal from her often. When the cramps are bad she holds you until they pass. Since you are constantly on the go she keeps a handful of comfort items tucked in her go bag. Packs an extra hoodie for you to curl up on at night. Pulls strings so on cases you have the hotel room together so she can hold you while you fall asleep. Breaks down the mean of complex words to lull you into sleep when you struggle to push past the pain.

Tara Lewis

Has extra pads and underwear packed in her go bag because she knows that you always forget. Often is the one reminding you that your period is coming when she notices a shift in your demeanor.Holds your hand wherever you go so you can squeeze it if you are in pain. Or to pull you away from someone before you snap at them. Is feeding you bits of chocolate and pretzel randomly throughout the day. Holds you in the back of cars or the bathroom when you burst into tears randomly. Kisses your forehead whenever she can and reminds you constantly how proud of you she is. Waits for you to tell her when you need pain medicine but if you wait too long will give you gentle prodding. Falls asleep rubbing your back.

Athena Grant

Is calling to check on you every hour on the hour. And reminds you to take meds regularly with a slight threat if you don't listen. Driving to check on you at work or home in between calls. Doordashes you lunch and chocolate covered strawberries. Comes home early if she can to set up a huge movie night. Drags in the TV from the living room. Creates a cocoon of blankets and pillows with fans on full blast. Holds you while you cry after you insist on watching Bolt. Even considers getting you a dog at some point. Will fall asleep curled around you so she can sense any sign of distress during the night.

Chessy Always one to be a caregiver, Chessy immediately steps in to care for you. She has a calendar to track the days so she has all the essentials prepared. Has sheets on standby and will clean up the bed before you get self conscious if it comes a day or two early. Chocolate is stuffed in all the cupboards in different varieties. There are various forms of heating pads including one shaped like a shark. When the cramps are bad she holds you rubbing your back gently. She lets you complain reassuring you that you are going to be okay with small kisses on your forehead. She draws up a bath for you and sits on the side of the tub reading a book to you. Will let you lay on top of her to sleep because it's the only way you feel comfortable.

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[callmecoke]

Hiii

I love your work and writing so I thought I may request an Artist reader x 141 + Valeria (if you like her of course!).

The trope can be friendship, teammates, in the relationship or anything you like!

And the reader doesn't have to just be a painter, they can be a photographer, writer and else.

Absolutely! I tried to make this so it could apply to any kind of art you like! Enjoy!

COD x Artist reader headcanons! (Romantic Fluff!)

Price:

Regardless of your relationship with him, he exudes ‘proud dad who doesn’t quite know how to show it’ energy. Like, he’ll pick up something you’ve drawn or made and go “you made this?” And then give you an approving nod before laying it back down. As your husband though he’ll become a bit more vocal with his praise from time to time, looking over your shoulder while you’re creating art and make small comments like “Lovely” “Nicely done, love” with a pat on the shoulder and a mustache kiss on your head. Inside though, he wants to tell you how amazing and incredible what you’ve made is. But the words don’t form in his brain so he hopes the little heart felt comments can carry the things he never says

Soap:

He’s also a seasoned artist, not professional of course but he’s got a sketchbook or two to pass the time. He’s constantly pestering you to see what you’ve made recently, or if you want to draw or sculpt him or something like that. But if you ask to see his work? Suddenly, its all private. Top secret you see, got to much intel for a simple civilian like you (They’re full of drawings of you, both spicy and cute, even some of you doing random stuff around the house. He’s not ready to reveal his cards and show how often he thinks of you just yet)

Ghost:

You weren’t sure how he felt about your work to begin with. He mostly just likes watching you create stuff whether that be you hunched over a computer or furiously drawing into a notebook. He just stands in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed as he eyes you down. Asking him what hes doing will only result in him answering “Watching.” Before he continues to stare at you. But later on you realised he was admiring your ethic, how you looked while you were passionately at work. He found those quiet moments were his way of getting to know you on a deeper level.

Gaz:

Pictures on the wall, sculptures on the shelves, Writing printed and bound into books, he will literally make your house a gallery dedicated to you. You show him anything you make and after a load of praise he turns around and goes, “So, where do you think it’s gonna fit?” Because he just imediately assumes that an art as beautiful as this deserves to be displayed for everyone to see. He just loves how your art decorates the home, and how everytime he comes back, your little gallery grows. Like a forest that grows and expands with time. Each room has a piece of you in it.

Valeria:

She’s never been much of an art person. I mean, there was a temporary phase of art theft and forgery, but that was more of a business venture rather than a passion like yours. But she does appreciate what you make, even if its not her thing. I do think that one day she asks you to take one of your works (a photgraph, a painting, drawing, sculpture, snippet of writing, anything really) and give it to her so she can get a replica tattooed on her body. That would be her little dedication to you.

[harmonyckrs]

making (slightly rude) assumptions about you based on your favorite Strangetown sim

remade to be more organized

Pascal: You're probably gay, trans, or both. Probably a Nervscal shipper as well. You're responsible for the amazing art within the fandom, which makes up for your surface level, black-and-white interpretations of every character and the fact that you reduce Pascal to either a boyfriend/husband or an alien incubator

Vidcund: You're either a CallMeKevin fan, an irony-poisoned individual, or have him on your hear-me-out list. You probably also projected onto him to some extent, whether it's being an introvert or being on the asexual/autism spectrum. You also have a very mixed relationship with the PSP game and you want Dominic Newlow's head on a stick

Lazlo: Either a chill person who ships Cryzlo or a Crystal hater who secretly wants to date Lazlo and projects onto the person that they're shipping him with. If you fall into the first category you have amazing taste and you should be proud of yourself. There's a possible chance that you might be bisexual/pansexual

Tycho: Pascal fans but instead of creativity you have objectively incorrect opinions. You probably haven't played the PSP game and just got all of your info from the wiki or someone else who only got their info from the wiki talking about it. This is like saying your favorite Pleasantview character is Unborn Baby Broke. If you wanted green with no personality, pick a Smith at random instead

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Pollination Technician 9: You like aliens and have him on a hear-me-out list. Also you're probably some variant of gay/bi even though he and his family give off very stereotypically straight sitcom family vibes

Jenny Smith: You are in desperate need of a hug or at least someone to vent about your problems to. She either reminds you of your mother or she's the mother that you wish you had. I'm going to also assume that you're either straight or have very basic taste in women. At least she's a healthy choice

Johnny Smith: You're a JRO or TankJohnny shipper, and the reason why it's almost impossible to search up certain sims for reference photos without seeing ship art of said sim with another character

Jill Smith: Not sure if I've ever seen a Jill Smith fan but you're probably pretty chill, minding your own business and enjoying the weird snippets of Jill's character that we got from the PSP game. You probably also like Buck

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General Buzz Grunt: I'm so sorry for what you have to deal with. You all seem chill but I know damn well it probably gets annoying seeing your fave get slandered repeatedly over popular headcanons that get interpreted as canon. Congrats on still hanging in there

Tank Grunt: Golden child with anger issues and therapy who's possibly closeted to some extent. You also have a very conflicting relationship with your parents and people misunderstanding you

Ripp Grunt: You're probably not straight, dabbled in alternative culture but coudln't afford to actually give yourself an alternative look, and you probably played the other neighborhoods before

Buck Grunt: You pity him for being constantly overlooked and the fact that the Bus Driver won over him in that one poll. You probably also like Jill, even if you don't necessarily ship them

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Olive Specter: You think she's iconic/a girlboss and probably wish you could be six feet under her garden as well, not in a suicidal kind of way but in a "I'd be happy if she was the one who took me out" kind of way. The Life and Death pack was very important to you, and you think about Ichabod more than the average person

Ophelia Nigmos: You pick your favorites off of personality and lore rather than on how fun they are to play. You don't need to tell me that she's actually the best character because "she's an alternative teenage girl with anxiety who lives with her serial killer aunt and twenty one ghosts" or that she has a tragic backstory

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(to either of these three: You have a very mixed relationship with the PSP game because you hate what they did to the characters)

Loki Beaker: You love the "hate everyone but her" type characters and people who would sacrifice the world to save the one they love over sacrificing the one they love to save the world. You're probably also a fan of malewives and make jokes about his eyebrows

Circe Beaker: You love girlbosses, you hate Dominic Newlow and want his head on a stick more than the Vidcund fans, and you probably have a very mixed perception of Vidcund. You probably also enjoy a good masculine woman/feminine man dynamic.

Nervous Subject: A fusion of the Pascal fans and the Olive fans. You were super happy seeing the Life and Death version of Nervous but got super pissed when you found out that they named him Nyon. You pick and choose which parts of the lore to care about and consume angst for every meal

Atom/Ceres: You're here from the Sims 3 and a stickler for canon. Also unrelated but Atom is a really bad name for a child, dunno why they couldn't name Atom after another Roman god like with Ceres. They even double as planet names which makes even more sense for knowledge sim Loki, like come on

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Ajay Loner: You love how little there is to him because you can literally just make him whatever you want and it technically still works because the lore never said that he wasn't

Chloe Curious: You love chaos and drama, and you're either some variant of queer or the type who wants a gay best friend

Lola, Erin or Kristen: Girl's girl, possibly sapphic. You're also more into career/drama-based gameplay than family gameplay, and you're probably not the biggest fan of Lola/Ajay

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Bella: You love sim lore and you love Pleasantview more. You also get super hyped up anytime she appears in the background of your game. Anytime Bella appears in the background of your game you become that one picture of a wojak who's pointing at something in the background

Crystal: Lazlo fan and probably really chill considering you had to put up with the really bad interpretations of her that either reduced her to either nothing more than Lazlo's girlfriend or made her super toxic so he could either break up with or "fix" her. Barbenheimer was also very important to you

Abhijeet/Meredith: why