#suddenly felt in the mood to write headcanons yesterday

[shewhoeatssand]

General TG characters and what pets they should/shouldn’t have

When I say “general” I mean the ones either from Anteiku or ones that were introduced before :re and aren’t shown to be part of an organization. I’ll do CCG and Aogiri characters later.

Hide - Our favourite blond boy! I think it’d be illegal for me not to let him have a golden retriever. He’d take it on walks to Johoku Chuo park on the weekends, and he’d name it Ethan after the first blond boy in The Blond Boys (the one who performs for the other boys with a ribbon baton).

Kaneki - A house cat. Just an American shorthair or calico from off the side of the road. This cat would probably live a very calm life, sitting on it’s owner’s lap while he reads, before suddenly being thrown into a house with a bunch of strangers and being fed scraps of human meat lol. I think it’d be very therapeutic for Kaneki to have a cat though, and Touka can look after it while Haise is happening.

Touka - A rabbit!! She should absolutely have a rabbit. She already loves rabbits, and I imagine the only reasons she doesn’t have one yet is because she doesn’t have the space, money or time to look after it properly, but if she did, she’d have a rabbit. Heck, she could have multiple rabbits. And she would spoil them rotten too, and buy them cute outfits and take them for walks to shrines and stuff (can you walk a rabbit? I hope you can). Just. Touka with rabbits. It would be amazing.

Tsukiyama - He must have horses. A bunch of them big sprinty bois. I don’t know horses very well, so I can’t tell you exactly which breed of horse he’d own (though I’m pretty sure I remember someone making a post about it!), but let’s say he has multiple horses of a variety of breeds. They’d probably live on a separate property dedicated to his horses, with a lot of land on it for them to explore. Shuu would also take photos of them in beautiful places a lot, and run a blog posting about his horses.

Yoshimura - A cage full of budgies, that would be named after different teas and flowers that Ukina used to like. They’d live upstairs in Anteiku, and be evacuated to Yomo’s shipping container when the CCG came to destroy Anteiku. Yoshimura would probably put pretty potted plants inside their cage for them to investigate every once in a while. I can also see him putting a large tank full of goldfish for the customers to watch inside the shop.

Uta - Another bird. But this time, it’s a big bird. Uta would probably like owning an African Grey bird, because it can be trained to say more words than most birds, and can therefore be used in some of the best pranks. Imagine being a dove, and chasing down a ghoul, but then it disappears around a corner and you hear “quick! He’s over here!”. Then this voice proceeds to lead you around in circles for 20 minutes, before the ghoul you were chasing earlier appears with a bird on his shoulder and kills you while laughing his head off. Typical day for investigators once Uta gets himself a bird.

Roma - Every time I see the name “Roma”, I think of the tomato. Which makes me think of gardening, which makes me think of guinea pigs. Roma would probably own exactly 2 guinea pigs, and they would be called Felony and Misdemeanor, however she would tell most people that they’re called Felix and Missy. She would feed them lettuce from her neighbor’s garden, and join race groups to put them in guinea pig races, then if her guinea pigs ever came last, she would kill everyone at the tournament.

Nishiki - I can’t believe I got this far without remembering Nishiki! He would have a chihuahua that was originally bought for his girlfriend Kimi, but then he ended up taking it for walks instead of her, and then it got really attached to him and now he sleeps next to the chihuahua more often than he sleeps with Kimi. If anyone ever laughs at him for owning a chihuahua, he will flip them inside out and hang them from a telephone pole, which he will make very clear to everyone. Good job Nishiki.

Koma - I can think of two things for Koma - either an entire giant catfish (yes! A whole catfish!) or a squirrel monkey, but I’ll go with the catfish for now because it’s funnier. Originally he wanted a trilobite, but when he found out they didn’t exist anymore he bought a giant catfish instead. Obviously he couldn’t fit the catfish in a regular fish tank, so he took it to a hidden pond in the woods and marked out a trail with a sign that said “Koma’s catfish trail” on it so he could remember where to go. He even put a collar on the catfish with a tracker before leaving it, and sent an Ape to the woods each day to feed it and update him on how the catfish is going. However, the government did not enjoy having a catfish trail that lead to an actual catfish in their forest, so they sent someone to remove it and set it free. So when Koma received news that someone moved his catfish, he tracked them down, brought 50 ghouls to their house, yelled at them for 2 hours, stole their toenails and threatened to kill them if they or another person moved his catfish again. Then he orchestrated a mission to find his catfish, followed the tracker, got his catfish and put it the fuck back because no one moves his goddamn catfish.

Irimi - A black doberman, as a group mascot, and a little pink axolotl that she buys miniature hats for. The hats usually fall off though. She takes the dog for walks in the same park as Hide, so sometimes when they see eachother they have to awkwardly say hello while their dogs yap at eachother very very loudly and attract the attention of everyone around them.

[joaquinwhorres]

gazes (joaquín torres x reader)

SUMMARY ››››› It's become increasingly apparent to Sam and Bucky that you and Joaquin cannot take your eyes off each other. Unfortunately for them, you two have decided to be Professionals and that means keeping your eyes, hands, and lips to yourselves. No matter how difficult it is.

WORD COUNT ››››› 3,716

WARNINGS ››››› sexy times implied

A/N ››››› Ok so these headcanons y'all have been sending me are incredible. I read these two back to back and I just had to write something connecting them.

The kid had no tact.

Sam wasn't exactly sure why he expected more from the guy who'd led into his theory that Steve was on the moon by referencing vague internet rumors, but even despite that, he'd assumed Joaquin possessed some sense of subtlety.

Instead he was over at the leg press trying and failing not to stare at Y/N as she bent over at the middle to help Bucky push deeper into the stretch.

"You know she could hit you with a harassment claim for staring at her like that."

Joaquin jumped, the weights dropping suddenly with a loud clang. Across the gym, Bucky laughed as Y/N whipped around to face the two men. "Everything ok?" Her voice sounded genuinely concerned, and Sam couldn't help but smirk as Joaquin turned towards her, giving a little wave.

"Foot slipped," he answered, and she nodded, turning back to Bucky quickly.

"Foot slipped," Sam mocked.

"Dude, you scared the shit out of me."

"If you paid half the amount of attention you give to Y/N to your surroundings, you'd have known I'd been standing here for three minutes."

Joaquin gave a defensive scoff. "I wasn't staring at her--I was just--" he stopped, searching for an excuse, and Sam raised his eyebrows.

When it was clear Joaquin couldn't find a convincing enough lie to end the sentence, Sam shook his head. "You know, if you talk to her, she might actually let you take her out."

"I talk to her," Joaquin protested.

Sam shook his head, uncrossing his arms. "No, I mean talk to her. Chat her up. You've gotta have some game, right?"

"I've got game..." His sentence trailed off as he turned to look in her direction, finding her standing over Bucky's feet with her hands on her hips. "But like, we're co-workers, you know? I don't want to make things awkward around the gym or the compound or anything."

"Joaquin," Sam said, laying a hand on his shoulder. "You're already making things awkward."

"He's staring at your ass again."

"And you're trying to get out of stretching again," you quipped, moving Bucky's leg closer to his chest. The super soldier tilted his head as if to acknowledge the legitimacy of your accusation.

"Doesn't change the fact that I think you're about to give him a heart attack."

"I highly doubt he's worried in the slightest about my ass. He's probably zoned out."

"He's definitely focused in...on--"

"On my ass," you finished, shaking your head. You might have given Bucky's claim a little more credence if it weren't for the fact that Joaquin Torres had been anything but the consummate professional towards you. He was friendly and upbeat and welcoming, and one of the few genuinely good guys you'd ever had the pleasure of working with.

You'd never caught him staring once, and it's not like the boy was exactly known for subtlety. Last time Bucky had asked him to cover for him so you couldn't come down and teach him the right way to train his body, he'd told you that Bucky had left the compound to get you a thank you gift for all of your hard work. All while staring at the gym door.

The heavy sound of weights falling against each other echoed throughout the gym, and you spun around to face the sound. Sam hovered over Joaquin's shoulder, the latter no longer working the leg press but instead looking as if he'd just received the scare of his life.

Bucky broke into laughter, and you smacked at his leg.

"Everything ok?" you called out, and Joaquin smiled, giving a sheepish little wave at you. "Foot slipped."

"It's a good thing he wasn't at the bench press. You might have killed him."

Your head snapped back to Bucky who was giving you a shit eating grin.

"You're an asshole."

"I'm right."

"Do you think if I ask nicely Wakanda will take you back?"

"So you know I'm right."

You chanced a glance back at Joaquin who was still talking to Sam before turning back around and placing your hands on your hips. "I'm calling Ayo."

You were running early.

Not to any event in particular, but just for the general course of your day. It was rare for you to wake up to your first alarm so completely refreshed, and with a fully awake brain, you found it much easier to navigate the morning. You were able to get dressed without crawling back in bed for a few more minutes, and didn't have to battle with sleepy indecision when choosing what you wanted to eat for breakfast.

One thing after another just continued to roll your way, leading you to the gym much earlier than usual.

And that's where the luck stopped.

Or maybe it didn't stop. But it definitely took a turn. Because while you fully expected someone else to be in the gym already, you hadn't expected just one person to be in the gym. And even if you had, you wouldn't have guessed that that one person would be Joaquin. And if, for some reason, you'd had the foresight to sense that, you definitely never would have pictured him to be running on the treadmill shirtless.

You stopped in your tracks, eyes falling to the bouncing dog tags on his chest and then lower to the well defined abs you'd somehow never seen before.

It felt like you'd seen just about every man in this compound shirtless. At some point, they all seemed to strip in the gym or during one of your group training classes you ran for those who weren't field agents. Bucky was shirtless half the time you worked together. It was so normal, you hardly even blinked an eye anymore. Seeing Sam without a shirt was more rare and quite the sight, but it'd never caught your breath quite like seeing Joaquin. Joaquin, who had never so much as worn a tank top in the gym, Joaquin.

And now here he was, chest bare and heaving, feet pounding rhythmically against the treadmill, hair still messy from his pillow and sweat. Your brain couldn't seem to function correctly, offering you images of the sight before you, only closer. Much closer. Hovering inches over your stretched out body as the headboard behind you rammed into the wall with the force of each thrust--

"Hey," Joaquin greeted, noticing you standing off to the side. You blinked, heat rushing to your face as he turned the treadmill down to a more leisurely pace. "Something wrong with my form?"

It was tempting to lie and offer to "help him fix it." Or to be completely honest and tell him you'd never seen a human form as perfect as his.

But neither of those responses were professional or even appropriate, and you needed this job.

You swallowed, shaking your head. "No, I was just wondering why you were wearing those," you said, gesturing to his dog tags, and allowing your eyes to fall to his chest once more. You followed a bead of sweat as it rolled down his body, heading to the waistband of his shorts. Joaquin reached to touch his tags, causing them to jingle together once more and pull your attention up to him.

"It's hard to let them go," he smiled, ruefully, hitting the button so the belt slowed even more. "I'd say it's a habit, putting them on, but at this point they're just like a part of me."

You nodded, wishing you'd taken this conversation anywhere but to the idea of dog tags and what they stood for. It wasn't so much a mood killer but a guilt inducer because instead of you feeling embarrassed and somber, all you wanted to do was grab them and pull him closer to you.

He must have read the conflict on your face because he gave a crooked smile. "Yeah, sorry, it's kinda morbid."

"No," you shook your head, clearing it of the daydream induced fog. "I probably shouldn't have asked."

"No, nah, it's cool," his smile grew into grin, as the belt came to a stop. He leaned his forearms against the console, staring at you as if waiting for you to continue the conversation. Which you were not equipped to do with a smiling and shirtless and sweaty Joaquin Torres right before you.

"Well, thanks for being cool about it," you said with a nod.

My God, something was wrong with you. They were just abs. And sure, maybe the abs belonged to the man who not only found the time to moonlight as a superhero but star in your increasingly dirty dreams of late, but it was just a body party that you'd seen a million times.

But never on Joaquin.

You blamed everything your brain was doing to you on Bucky and all of his stupid comments about Joaquin's supposed fixation on your ass. You wondered what he would say if he could see you now. "And I thought I was half machine. I could practically see your brain short circuiting." or "If that's what you're like when you see him half-naked, how are you ever going to--"

"Yeah, of course," Joaquin said, still smiling, his eyes lifting up over your shoulder as the other door to the gym opened and Sam came in. "Hey," he greeted with a jerk of his chin.

"Hey," Sam said, drawing closer, his eyes on you. You forced a smile on to your own face, and lifted a hand, not trusting anything that was coming out of your mouth.

"You're here early," the other man said, stepping onto the treadmill next to Joaquin's, and putting his water bottle down next to the machine.

Both of them were looking at you now, and it's not like you could handle staying in this gym any longer. "I came down looking for my water bottle. I think I left it here yesterday."

Sam raised his eyebrows glancing around the gym, and Joaquin stepped down off of the machine. "Do you want help looking for it?" he asked, and your whole body seemed to tense up at the idea, your brain transporting you to a future scenario where the two of you wandered around the room, Joaquin next to you or behind you, so close you could feel the heat radiating off of him, all the while searching for a water bottle that was sitting on your dresser.

"No." Your voice came out too high, but you tried to play it off, shaking your head. "I've already interrupted your workout enough. It's either by the weights or not in here."

"Alright," he nodded. "If you need any help looking around the compound though, let me know."

"Thanks," you said. And then you gave another stupid wave and beelined it for the weight racks because you had to get out of here.

You made a show of looking next to each section of weights, even bending over to check underneath of them as if it could have been knocked under somewhere. After you felt an appropriate amount of time had passed to be convincing, you straightened up, empty handed. You turned back to Joaquin and Sam, both watching you rather than continuing their workouts as you might have hoped.

"Not here," you called back with a shrug and then left the gym and headed straight up to your shower.

He was nothing if not predictable.

The minute Y/N bent over to check behind the weight rack, his eyes were glued to her. Or perhaps more accurately, the bright teal spandex shorts she wore. As she pulled herself back up from searching for her water bottle and turned to them, Joaquin quickly looked to Sam as if the two had been talking the whole time and then "casually" returned to her.

"Not here!" she said, shrugging and then walking out of the gym, her footsteps quick and purposeful as she left through the door Sam had just entered by.

"So, what'd I interrupt?"

Joaquin looked up at Sam as if remembering he was there. "What?"

"You know, when the two of you were sitting by this machine making eyes at each other? Did you actually say anything to her or….?"

Joaquin shook his head. "No, she just came in and, uh, we chatted for a second, and then…" he trailed off, as if not fully remembering any of the past ten, twenty, however many minutes.

"You just chatted," Sam repeated, the disbelief on his face edging into his voice.

"Yeah," Joaquin nodded.

"Anywhere in this chat you finally ask her out?"

"Nah, it didn't feel right."

"It didn't--she was practically taking off the other half of your clothes with her eyes," Sam sputtered, gesturing to Joaquin's shorts.

The kid laughed and shook his head as if Sam didn't know what he was talking about. Joaquin moved to exit the gym as well. "I'll see you later, man," he said, leaving a very exasperated Sam behind.

Bucky Barnes was a motherfucking liar.

"Let's grab a drink on Friday," he said.

"Consider it me making it up to you for being such a pain in your ass," he said.

"I'll buy," he said.

Mothefucker.

This wasn't just you and your favorite co-worker getting a drink. This was a goddamn set up. Because one hour and three mojitos into the night, Sam and Joaquin walked in the front door.

"I fucking hate you," you said, glaring up at his stupid smug face.

"Well, what a surprise, he grinned, as you shook a finger up at him.

"I told you in confidence I'm a flirty drunk."

He snorted, giving you a look out the side of his eyes. "You told me you were a flirty drunk after you sent me several highly inappropriate drunk text messages about what you wanted to do to a certain Lieutenant, who," the self-satisfied smile was back on Bucky's face. "Is making his way over to us right now."

"When I get home, I swear to God, I'm buying you a ticket to Wakanda."

Bucky quirked an eyebrow. "You're not going to do it now?"

"I didn't bring my credit card because you said you were paying," you huffed.

Before Bucky could respond, Sam and Joaquin were next to the two of you, greeting Bucky with hand slaps and one armed hugs. Sam came around and wrapped an arm around you first before sliding into the seat next to Bucky, and Joaquin came forward, giving you a quick hug.

Which was a first.

More than the feeling of his back underneath your palm, or the way he seemed to emanate warmth, you were done in by how absolutely incredible he smelled. But before you could fully identify whether it was his shampoo, a cologne, or just him, he pulled away and took the only other available seat near the group--the one next to you.

"I see you started without us," Sam said, raising his eyebrows at the assortment of glasses that sat before you. Most of them were Bucky's as he downed beers faster than should have been humanly possible.

"Hard drinker, huh Y/N," Joaquin teased, shooting you a smile.

"Pfft," you dismissed. "Only three are mine."

"Three?" Sam asked, leaning forward to better look at you. "How long have you been here?"

"An hour," you said, completely unnecessarily leaning forward too.

Bucky shrugged. "I got the time wrong."

"Guess we better catch up then," Joaquin said, and you sank back into your chair, narrowing your eyes at him in challenge.

"If you can."

They did.

You were outpaced fairly quickly against the two soldiers and one super soldier. The rum-induced fuzziness around the edges of your brain was compounded by having Joaquin so close to you. At some point he'd pulled his chair a bit closer to yours so that he could better hear the conversation, and you don't remember when it happened, but his arm had also slid around the back of your chair. To your relief neither Bucky nor Sam seemed to acknowledge this. In fact, Bucky was positively quiet and normal all things considered. Everything was going better than you could have expected.

Until the music kicked up.

Sam was the first to be dragged onto the dance floor. He was Captain America. Of course he'd been targeted by the stunning girl in the red dress who'd only had to come up and ask "Does Captain America dance?" to succeed in pulling him off to the dance floor.

Bucky was next. Although he wasn't tugged onto the dance floor by his hand the way Sam was. It was the sight of the person in the tight black number that did him in, luring him away to the dance as if drawn by a magnet.

And then it was you and Joaquin, sitting at the bar. Alone. Together.

You looked up from your drink, pushing the straw down into the ice to stir up the clinking sounds, and he took a swig of his beer before putting the bottle back down on the bar.

"Alright, let's dance," he said, nodding with his head towards the crowd, and you let out a disbelieving snort.

"I don't know how to dance. I mean, I can dance," you attempted to clarify, although you had a feeling words were failing you at the moment. "But that's real dancing, and I can't do that."

"I guess you're lucky you have a really good teacher asking you to dance then," Joaquin grinned, holding out a hand. You looked down at his open palm, hesitating only for a second before you slid your hand into his and jumped down from your chair.

He led you out through the moving bodies expertly, dodging couples who were clearly more into the dancing than each other and couples where the complete opposite was true. The small bit of space he found you was closer to the center of the dance floor than you'd usually feel comfortable with, but when he turned towards you with that look on his face, any of your residual anxiety had vanished.

"Ok, come close," he said, and you took a small step closer to him, causing him to laugh. "Closer." He gestured, and you moved forward some more, Joaquin's hands finding their way to your hips and pulling you even closer. His hands rose, one finding its way to your mid-back, pushing your elbow up to rest on his, as the other took your hand and placed it over shoulder.

"This ok?" he asked, eyebrows raised, and you nodded, trying to keep your attention on him, his instructions and his words, and not the way that you could feel just about every part of him from the way he was angled against you. His right side was flush against your left, and his knee pushed between yours.

"Just follow me," he said, his head bent close to yours. Before you could even respond, he started to move, pulling you along with him through the dance. It was smooth and rolling and you'd never seen a guy able to roll his hips like Joaquin. He seemed to know exactly how to guide you, moving his body to push and pull yours along whenever you hesitated or felt lost, coaxing waves and movements out of you that you didn't know you could do. Each success was met with a small word of praise and a brilliant smile, as his hands shifted to hold you closer, and you wrapped your own hand around his neck to better feel and predict his movements.

It felt as if a fog had rolled in over the dancefloor, obstructing all else from view so it was just you and Joaquin, eyes locked to each other as you moved together, occupying the same space.

The song faded into the next one, and Joaquin stopped. You went to move backwards, to give him space and have him move on as many other of the more skilled dancing couples seemed to do, switching partners amongst each other. But he kept you close to him, hand sliding down to your waist.

"Now you can really dance," he teased, his eyes shining as they stared into yours.

"Only with you." It was supposed to be a self-deprecating joke, but it came out too quiet and earnest. Joaquin licked his lips, and your eyes followed the gesture, flickering between his mouth and his eyes.

You don't remember making the decision. You only remember, moving even further into his arms, and pushing yourself up to reach his lips with your own. He bent down to meet you, pulling you even closer and pressing his hard body into yours. His lips moved as slowly and sensually as his hips had, drawing you in and guiding you through a careful rhythm that promised much, much more.

Sam sat with Bucky at the bar. Joaquin and Y/N had disappeared somewhere amongst the dance floor, hidden amongst the crowd.

"You think it worked?" Bucky asked, raising an eyebrow at Sam.

"If it didn't we're screwed," Sam shook his head, taking a swig from his drink.

As if on cue, the two emerged from the swaying bodies, hand in hand, sweaty and much happier than they had been when Sam had left them at the bar.

"We're gonna head back to the compound," Joaquin said with practiced casualness.

"Yeah?" Bucky asked, and Sam swore there was mischief literally glinting in his eyes.

"Yeah," Joaquin nodded too fast and too many times. "Yeah, Y/N forgot about something there…"

"What'd you forget?" Bucky asked, turning to Y/N with a wolfish smile.

"Nothing. We're going to have sex," Y/N said, flatly, causing Sam to nearly spit out his drink. "And if you say one more word, I know a pilot who will fly you to Wakanda himself. No ticket needed."

Bucky mimicked zippering his lips into a smug look, and she rolled her eyes before tugging Joaquin out of the bar by his hand. And he followed. Eyes glued to her ass.

[whom-the-hell]

Hello! May I request hcs about Makoto, Rin, Seijuro and Sousuke (if possible!) Reacting to gn reader saying "It's so nice being hugged by you" or "you're so warm" when the character hugs them? Fluff. Sfw. Thank you!

Hey there! If you don’t mind, I wrote some headcanons and a small scenario in each one of the characters. Also, I apologize for this taking such a long time!

𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: Fluff

𝕬𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖊: Free!

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖊𝖉:

Makoto Tachibana

Seijuro Mikoshiba

Rin Matsuoka

Sousuke Yamazaki

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𝕸𝖆𝖐𝖔𝖙𝖔 𝕿𝖆𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖆:

-Okay so, in my opinion, I think Makoto gives the SOFTEST and WARMEST hugs ever!

He can wrap his hands around your body and it would feel like you made your way to heaven.

-Whenever you hug him, Makoto feels happiness and love that’s radiating from the hug.

-Anyways, it was a hard day for you, and all you wanted is to come back home and lay down on the bed and sleep.

-You walked your way back home and opened the front door, where you saw Makoto sitting on the couch in the living room.

-You put down your stuff and take off your shoes, shortly after, washing your hands in the bathroom and plopping onto the couch where Makoto was sitting.

-”Hey babe, how was your day?” He asks you in a soft voice.

-You mutter out something under your breath and Makoto realized that you were in a bad mood.

-He would wrap his hands around you softly, his body sharing his warmth with you as he makes small circles with his thumbs on your back with one of his hands.

-You would stay in that comfortable position and say: “You know, it’s so nice to be hugged by you.” You softly say.

-When you said that, Makoto’s face would fade from his normal skin color to the shade of crimson REAL QUICK.

-This guy over here would feel so happy and pleased with the words that just came out of your mouth that he will remember the compliment you gave him for the rest of his life.

𝕽𝖎𝖓 𝕸𝖆𝖙𝖘𝖚𝖔𝖐𝖆:

-The first time he hugged you it felt warm and full of love.

-I feel like Rin is the type of boyfriend to give amazing hugs to his s/o. And ONLY to his s/o.

-So, when you both started to date, you were surprised of how loving the hugs he gave you were.

-Anyways, this night you were having a nightmare.  

A nightmare that involved you and Rin getting into an argument and breaking up shortly after.

-You jump up as your eyes open faster than sonic could ever run, while sweat dripped down your forehead and back.

-You look to your side and see Rin, peacefully sleeping.

-”It was just a nightmare...” You sigh in relief as you whisper under your breath.

-”Is everything okay? You were moving around like crazy, did you dream a nightmare?” You hear a male voice say.

-You turn your head to Rin’s side of the bed where you see him sitting up and scratching his head.

-”Yeah, sorry if I woke you u-”

And not even letting you finishing your sentence, Rin embraces you into a loving, soft, warm hug.

-He puts his head into the crook of your neck and calmly breathes.

-”Don’t be scared love, everything’s going to be okay.” Rin whispers into your ear.

-”Rin, can I tell you something?” You ask him. -”Sure?”  

-”You give the warmest and loving hugs I’ve ever felt, I’m serious.”  

-You couldn’t see what Rin’s reaction was, but let me tell you that he felt like he’s about to faint.

-Rin didn’t expect for you to say that, so you caught him off guard by the pleasing and loving words you told him.

-He felt like fainting because people don’t usually say that to him, and hearing that coming out of his s/o felt like heaven.

-A smile on his face grew bigger, as his cheeks radiated the sweet color of pink.

𝕾𝖊𝖎𝖏𝖚𝖗𝖔 𝕸𝖎𝖐𝖔𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖇𝖆

-Seijuro gives really energetic and relaxing hugs to his s/o. So, expect the hug to be nice, you would be able to relax into the hug and it would feel really good.

-He hugs you quite a lot too.

-Anyways, this day, you were sick.

-Your nose was stuffy and you throat hurt.  

Yesterday, you went out with your friends to the town to hang out. And I guess you didn’t know that it’ll get colder by the hour, so you came back home with freezing legs and arms.

-You told your boyfriend, Seijuro, that you weren’t feeling well today, and that you won’t be able to come over to his place today.

-What you didn’t know is that he will come to you.

That means he’s literally sprinting to your place with medicine in his hands while worrying if everything’s okay with you.

-He knocked on your door straight after and you, so lazily, opened it.

-”What the heck are you doing here?!” You say in shock, trying to not higher your voice.

-”No time to talk! I’ll make you hot soup and give you some medicine!” Seijuro gets into the house and puts the medicine on your table.

-You say nothing. Just watch him freak out over you getting a little cold.

-Then, you start to quietly laugh, as you couldn’t contain yourself.

-Seijuro looks at you with a confused look on his face. “What’s so funny?”  

-”Oh nothing, it’s just that you got so freaked out over a little cold, that I couldn’t contain myself.” You answer him.

-Seijuro looks at you and sighs, starting to make his way to you.

-He slowly wraps his hands around your fragile body.

“Maybe I had over reacted a little bit-” He says with a small smile.

-You giggle softly, and hug him back.

“Ya know, the only thing that can make me feel better right now are your hugs. You are literally so warm, I love it.” You say quietly, enough for him to hear.

-His reaction is rather cute. He will hug you a bit tighter and cling onto you, not wanting to let go.

-”Could we maybe go si-”

-”No.”

-He will also kiss your cheek repeatedly.  

-He felt so happy by your words he thought that he has achieved the ultimate goal of life. (ikr, kinda dramatic but still cute)

𝕾𝖔𝖘𝖚𝖐𝖊 𝖄𝖆𝖒𝖆𝖟𝖆𝖐𝖎

-The first time you hugged him, he was a bit stiff as he wasn’t used to that type of thing.

-Though, after he did get used to hugging you, he will do it nonstop.

-You get up, he hugs you. You go to sleep, he hugs you. You walk, he hugs you.

-He loves hugging you but he won’t admit it, even though it’s already really obvious.

-That day, you were out at the library trying to study for an upcoming exam.

-And before you knew it, night time has come.

-You took the bus home and look at your phone to see over 20 messages from your boyfriend, Sousuke.

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Sousuke:

Hey, where are you?

Y/n?

Y/n are you okay?

Y/n what happened?

Why aren’t you texting back?

Y/n?!  

*and 14 more*

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-”Crap-” You think to yourself and quickly text him back, explaining that your phone was off and you were trying to study.

-Not after a second later you get a text back from him saying that he’s waiting outside your place.

-Soon enough, you arrive.

-Sousuke, seeing you, runs over and hugs you tightly.

-”H-Hey! Is everything okay...?” You ask him.

-Sousuke doesn’t answer, just moves closer to you.

-You sigh and smile lightly, giving into the hug and closing your eyes.

-Your body relaxed and you felt happy that he worried about you.

-”You do know you shouldn’t worry about me this much.” You say.

-Sousuke shakes his head no.

-”Sometimes, you act like a child, a child that gives the warmest and softest hugs I’ve ever felt.”

-Suddenly, you feel your body being lifted up.

-”What are you-!”  

-He slowly picks you while giving you a warm smile.

-He felt relieved everything's okay with you, but also pleased by your words.

-His cheeks were pinkish and it looked like he was blushing.

-After you told him that he gives good hugs, he started to hug you even more.

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OkAy, I’m so sorry once again for taking such a long time to write this-

I love you, and hope you have a nice rest of your day!

[hikari-writes]

『Boku No Hero Academia』

Angst + Fluff Headcanon

↬ Bakugou saying something mean to his crackhead energy S/O

Request: Bakugo having a s/o with crackhead energy and then he says something mean and the next day she's all quiet and calm even though she's still sad and bakugo tries to apologize to her 😔👉👈

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki

Warning: Lots of cursing (what's new rite?), bakugou being an emotionally constipated gremlin, a tad bit of angst with a fluff ending

Genre: A tad bit of angst but with fluff ending

Words: 1.2k

NONOI PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED---- Lmao i mean,,, I'M SORRY THIS IS SO LATE!! 🥺🥺 GDI ILY THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING I LOVE THIS REQUEST MUAH also I'm really not good at writing hcs rip,,, I think it still counts since I put it in bullet (arrow) points?? But it feels like a whole ass oneshot so forgive me,,, 😭

➳ Katsuki is getting sick of you, every passing moment.

➳ Your voice may not be as loud as Present Mic, but it's enough for him to hear it from his place.

➳ And it annoys him.

➳ How you look every time you tell a joke to your friends. How your beautiful voice rings in his ears like a melody every time you laugh.

➳ How he would snort a bit when he heard your jokes. How he would think of you as cute when you are so excited over the smallest thing.

➳ All of it annoys him to no end. All he wants to do is to shut your pretty little lips up with his own.

➳ And today just seems to be the perfect day to do so.

➳ Except without using the desired method.

➳ You had innocently approached him just like usual, trying to strike up a conversation with the hot headed boy. 

➳ You kept on talking and asking him so many casual things, while occasionally sliding in a joke or two.

➳ "Why are you so silent today, gremlin boy?"

➳ You asked while gently patting his back.

➳ And that was the last straw. You touching him had triggered something inside of him that he doesn't want to.

➳ But Bakugou Katsuki isn't your local homie. He's an emotionally constipated guy with anger issues.

➳ So obviously he expressed what he was feeling in the wrong way.

➳ "Would you shut the fuck up already?! I'm sick of listening to your damn voice everyday! They're so damn loud and my ears could burst if I hear them one more fucking time!"

➳ The whole classroom went silent at his outburst. You, of all people, was shocked at his loud voice telling you off. You suddenly felt like a little kid who was getting scolded by your parents for the things you didn't do. 

➳ After he realized what he had said, he jerked his head towards you, his eyes were showing so much regret. But you were too occupied with your own feelings to realize that.

➳ "A-ah...I'm..sorry, Bakugou….san. I didn't mean to annoy you...I-I'm sorry."

➳ You bowed your head to him before making your way to your seat. Katsuki kept opening and closing his mouth, trying to find the right word to say, but the shock of you calling him with an honorific made him forget about all the vocabulary he had learned from the past 16 years he's alive.

➳ In the end, the day passed by like usual. Katsuki never got the chance to speak to you. Well, even if he tried to create one, you kept avoiding him so it's not exactly working out.

➳ The next day came and as if fate is trolling with the both of you, Aizawa had assigned the both of you together for a project, along with some of your friends.

➳ You were unusually quiet the whole time, and only chimed in when ABSOLUTELY necessary. Even then, you would make sure that your voice is as low as possible. Sometimes it's even too low to the point Kirishima asked you to repeat what you had said 5 times. 

➳ You usually would goof around a lot when working in a group, especially with Kaminari, and slide in a joke at every possible timing. But that didn't happen today. Not after what Katsuki had told you anyways.

➳ The atmosphere of your group was so tense that Mina kept shifting in her seat, showing how uncomfortable she was with the awkwardness. 

➳ Katsuki noticed how at some point, your face brightened as if you just found something interesting and you opened your mouth, probably to talk about it or make some dumb jokes to lighten the mood but not even a second later, your eyes met his and your mouth slammed shut. He noticed you biting your lips as if to prevent yourself from saying anything. 

➳ By the end of the discussion, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, glad to be free from the tense atmosphere. 

➳ Eijiro talked to Katsuki about you. He knew that the explosive boy has a crush on you so he didn't understand why he would say something so mean yesterday. 

➳ "It's none of your fucking business, shitty hair."

➳ Eijiro would just sigh and tell him, whether it's his business or not, you deserve an apology. 

➳ Katsuki hated to admit it, but Eijiro's right. You do deserve an apology. In the first place, he was in the wrong for lashing out at you like that just because he was embarrassed. 

➳ So he did. He texted to ask you to wait for him after school in the classroom. 

➳ You were a bit reluctant to do so. Plus, Shouto and Ochaco don't recommend you doing it too after what he just said to you. 

➳ But you kiiiinda feel like giving him a chance after Eijiro convinced you that Katsuki truly is going to apologize. 

➳ You waited for him in the end. The classroom is completely empty now that everyone has gone back to the dorm.

➳ You don't exactly know why you had to wait for him in the classroom when you two were literally in the same class a few minutes ago, but you kept your mind positive.

➳ Maybe he was just trying to calm his nerves before apologizing or something. 

➳ Not too long after that, he finally showed up. He looked a bit out of breath, as if he was running to get there. You immediately tensed up as you saw him stomping his way to you. 

➳ “Uh...L/N, I’m...fuck, I’m sorry for saying whatever I said yesterday.”

➳ It took you a moment to process what he just said. I mean, you’re having a hard time trying to decide whether his apology is sincere or not since he’s putting it like that. 

➳ “O-oh….it’s okay, I..don’t really mind. As you said, I’m really annoying so I’m the one who should apologize here---”

➳ “Fuck! You’re not annoying, goddamnit!”

➳ His outburst yet again shocked you and you were trembling a bit in your seat. I mean, having to face someone who curses a lot in such an intimidating manner IS a scary experience after all.

➳ “You don’t have to cover it up, you know? I really am annoying so--”

➳ He glared at you to shut your mouth before continuing.

➳ “I don’t mean anything bad by what I said. I just meant that it’s annoying how your voice sounds like a soothing melody to my ears! And how beautiful your smile is and how your touch make my heart goes fucking wild. Those are what annoyed me!”

➳ At this point, he’s already blushing so hard you thought he could burst. Well, you could say the same for yourself though. The unexpected confession left you feeling some things for the gremlin boy.

➳ “I’ve said what I want so I’m going back! Don’t you fucking dare to tell anyone about this or else I’ll murder you!”

➳ With that, he left the classroom and you alone. You probably need to talk about him more on this matter next time since the feelings are mutual though. 

➳ And Katsuki didn’t need to worry about you spreading out what he said to others since that job has already been handled by Mina, Denki and Hanta.

[themysteryofwriting]

5 Times Something was Wrong with Pidge and the One Time they Realized what it meant

TW: Dysphoria, Self-Doubt, Unintentional Misgendering

(A/N:This is dedicated to the person in the enby pidge tag who told me I couldn't headcanon enby Pidge. You filled me w/ enough rage to write this.)

1.

How ironic was it that it was the announcement to the team telling them that she was a girl that started Pidge’s realization.

She thought it would bring a weight off her chest, the secret she had been keeping from most of the team finally revealed.

And yet...that wasn’t the case.

All Pidge could feel was this...sinking feeling as she told them. Like there was something wrong in what she was telling them. And that sinking feeling only got worse as everyone except Lance told her that they already knew.

Pidge could tell something was wrong but she couldn’t tell what. Shouldn’t she feel better after telling them? Why did she feel so much worse instead? Pidge wasn’t a boy so...why did it feel so wrong being called a girl?

Pidge..didn’t want to think about it. She was probably overreacting. After all she had been living with nothing but guys for months and pretending to be one, that was bound to mess with her a bit.

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2.

Pidge tried to push down the feeling she was getting in her gut that something was off. And for the most part she succeeded.

At least she did until she walked in on Hunk and Lance talking about her.

“...I still can’t believe I didn’t realize Pidge was a girl Hunk,” Lance groaned, complaining to his fellow Paladin, “I mean it’s soo obvious now, I should have realized she was a girl back in the Garrison.”

Lance clearly hadn’t noticed Pidge yet, as Pidge was pretty sure he wouldn’t be saying this if he knew that she was right behind her.

But as she heard Lance talking, she froze as the sinking feeling returned with a passion. If she had thought it had felt bad telling everyone she was a girl, that was nothing compared to hearing Lance call her a girl.

Pidge had planned to get a drink from the kitchen, but they had to go through the common room to do that and they just...couldn’t. Not with this terrible sinking feeling in her stomach.

Pidge quickly walked away, not even noticing the two had stopped talking and someone was calling out to her.

Wanting to ignore the weird feeling in her chest, Pidge threw herself into some projects. It was easy to forget about what she was feeling when she was working on things.

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3.

It was maybe too easy sometimes that she tended to forget to keep track of time when she was working on stuff.

She hadn’t even noticed how late it was until Shiro came into the lab.

“Pidge, how long have you been working,” Shiro called as they walked in, making Pidge jump a little.

“Uhhh I think it’s only been an hour or two,” Pidge lied, hoping Shiro would buy it.

But glancing back at Shiro, Pidge could tell that wasn’t the case.

“Pidge, it’s late, bedtime.”

Pidge groaned, but listened, knowing Shiro would make her if she didn’t, and headed to her room to get ready for bed.

Pidge sighed as they went to change into some more comfy clothes to sleep in. As the started to change they glanced over at the mirror and the weird feeling they had started moving on from their stomach, instead crawling all over their skin.

Wanting the feeling to go away, they quickly shoved the hoodie they were planning on sleeping in.

Immediately the feeling went away, leaving Pidge with a question as they headed to bed.

How long had it been since they were last able to look at themselves in the mirror?

Pidge shook it off, it was probably nothing, and besides she needed to head to bed before Shiro actually came in to check on her like he tended to do when he was worried people weren’t taking care of themselves.

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4.

The next day, Pidge was planning on heading back to the lab, after all they didn’t want to think about...whatever happened yesterday anymore than they had to.

And it wasn’t like anyone was going to treat her differently now that she had told them she was a girl right?

As it turned out, the answer to that was a no as Allura came to talk to her while she was eating breakfast.

“Oh Pidge! Good you’re here!”

Pidge flinched a little, having not heard Allura approach. Why did the Alteans have to be so fucking quiet all the time.

“Is there something you need Allura,” Pidge asked, then wincing slightly at how blunt that was, “Sorry I didn't get much sleep last night.”

Wasn’t a complete lie. Pidge had tossed and turned a bit last night, thinking over the weird feeling they kept getting.

Allura nodded in understanding. She probably thought it was nightmares, not whatever Pidge was dealing with.

“Anyways I was thinking, I saw in some of your pictures that you liked to wear dresses when you were younger. I was wondering if you’d like some of my old ones.”

Pidge hesitated for a second. Something about the idea of wearing dresses again felt...wrong to them.

But Allura looked so hopeful and Pidge didn’t want to let her down. Maybe she could just take them and wear them later if she was in the mood?

“Uh sure, I don’t see why not,” Pidge said after a moment.

Allura seemed to light up. “Great, then you can try some on real quick to see if they fit?” Fuck. Pidge couldn’t help but feel like she didn’t have a choice here. “...Right.”

Allura beamed and dragged Pidge along to grab the dresses. Pidge had a sinking feeling that there wasn’t going to be an easy way out of this.

Once they got to Allura’s room, Allura dug out some of the dresses that she had been talking about and handed them over to Pidge. “Hoefully these will work for you, you can try them on in the bathroom over there.”

“Right,” Pidge said, muttering under their breath slightly as they headed to the bathroom. Hopefully just one would appease Allura so Pidge wouldn’t be here all day.

Pidge sighed as they quickly got changed. Just one to appease Allura and then everything would be fine.

At least that’s what Pidge thought until she actually got the dress on and suddenly everything felt so wrong.

She glanced in the mirror after getting the dress on and could feel her skin crawling. All she wanted to do was get this damn dress off.

But why? She had been fine wearing dresses before? Why did she now just want to tear this dress off and never look at it again?

Pidge flinched upon hearing the knock on the door. “Pidge, is everything okay in there?”

“Sorry, I just got a bit distracted,” Pidge called. She hesitated for a second before adding something on. ‘I think this dress is a bit too small for me.”

Pidge hadn’t even realized that as they put it on, but it was clear now. Why else would it feel so tight? Plus it would explain why Pidge wanted to get it off as soon as possible.

“Well I’m sure I have some bigger dresses.”

“Thank you for the offer Allura,” Pidge said, quickly changing back into some more comfortable clothes, but I have work I need to be doing.” As she said this she handed the dresses back to Allura and got out of there as quickly as she could.

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5.

Alright enough was enough. Something was up with Pidge. She wasn’t sure what it was but enough stuff had happened in the past few days that she could tell something wasn’t right.

After some pacing, and trying to see if she could figure out what the fuck was going on on her own, she turned to Google.

Well it wasn’t technically Google, giving they were lightyears from Earth and most certainly not close enough for Google to work

It was more like a Space version of Google that Pidge had worked on to make sure it was a language she could understand.

She wasn’t sure exactly what to look up at first, so many different things had been going on recently that she wasn’t sure exactly she was looking for.

After a bit of debate, she decided to just look up everything she’d been feeling recently and hope that something clicked.

After a wild goose chase that Pidge had needed to take a break to eat in the middle of, she found something.

It was a single word but it kep popping up so Pidge figured she should look it up.

“Nonbinary,” she muttered to herself, reading the definition out loud. “an umbrella term for gender identities that are neither male nor female‍ or identities that are outside the gender binary.”

That had to be a coincidence. Pidge had been a girl for the longest time, she would have realized by now if she was nonbinary.

And besides she had been fine getting called a girl before this. She was just being weird now, nothing more than that.

Pidge closed her laptop and walked off, needing to get some fresh air. She really needed to figure out what was going on with her before it started interfering with stuff.

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+1

Pidge probably should have realized that people would start to worry about her when she disappeared all of a sudden. She had just needed some alone time to figure stuff out.

That was kind of ruined when Shiro entered. “There you are Pidge,” Shiro sighed in relief. “Everyone’s been looking for you.”

Had it really been that long since she had come out here? “Sorry Shiro, I didn’t mean to worry you guys.”

If it had been anyone else, they would have brushed it off and just let the others know where Pidge was.

Shiro wasn’t just anyone however, and he could tell when people weren't okay.

“Katie, is everything alright?”

The second Pidge heard her real name leave Shiro’s mouth, she flinched. She didn’t understand why but it was...instinctive.

Katie was still her name, even if she preferred to go by Pidge so why did she flinch?

“What’s wrong with me,” Pidge muttered to herself.

Shiro, if he hadn’t been worried before, was definitely worried now.

“K-,” Shiro stopped himself before calling Pidge Katie again. He probably had noticed her flinch when he called her that before. “Pidge, you know you can tell me anything.”

“If I knew what was going on with me, you’d be the first to know Shiro,” Pidge said, “But honestly, I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me.”

Pidge was half expecting Shiro to call her out on her cursing. But apparently Shiro knew she needed to get it out.

“Why don’t you explain to me everything that’s been going on recently and maybe I can help.”

Hearing Shiro’s words, Pidge spilled everything they’d been feeling recently. All of the weird feelings they’d been getting for seemingly no reason and how everything just felt so wrong.

Shiro paused before speaking. “Pidge, I know you dismissed it before, but what you’re describing sounds like you might be nonbinary.”

Pidge wanted to dismiss it but she (they?) hesitated. It was one thing for Pidge to think that but for Shiro to think so to. Could she….could they be nonbinary?

“..I’ll let the others know you’re okay Pidge, I know you’ll need some time to think this over.”

If Shiro’s talk with Pidge led to them coming out to the team a second time, well that was no one’s business but Pidge’s.

~Bonus~

Pidge was on their way back to the lab after finally getting that weight off their chest. The others all accepted them, though they had to explain to Allura and Coran exactly what nonbinary meant.

Before they got too far though, they heard someone calling out to them. “Pidge! Hold on a second.”

Pidge turned around to see Lance running to catch up to them. “Hey Lance, what’s up?”

Lance took a second to catch their breath before speaking. “I wanted to apologize for earlier, when you overheard me talking to Hunk.”

Pidge hadn’t even realized Lance had noticed them standing there. Then again, thinking back on it the two had gone quiet right before they ran off. “Lance it’s fine you didn’t k-”

“Pidge, it's not fine, it really hurt you. I know if I had been in your position, someone complaining about not realizing my gender, it would have really hurt me.”

Pidge blinked a bit at that, the way Lance had said that...it sounded like he was speaking from experience.

“Lance...are you?”

Lance hesitated slightly. “Kind of? I’m not cis if that’s what you’re asking. But uh...I’m trans ftm, not nonbinary. And I know how much it hurts to be misgendered.”

Pidge thought about how weird it had felt being called she and nodded. “I forgive you Lance. Besides I know you couldn’t have known so you didn’t have to apologize.”

Lance grinned. “What can I say, us non-cis folk have to stick together.”

Pidge snickered a bit at that. “I guess you’re right.”

[danganronpa-and-chill-mods]

Nᴇᴋᴏ! Nᴀɢɪᴛᴏ, Oᴜᴍᴀ and Iʙᴜᴋɪ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs🎶

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Damn... It is so hard to find neko headcanons! Or at least for me. I tried my best at doing this. It is my first time at writing for neko characters. Anyways, please request something random stranger, anything that comes to your mind

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𝓝𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓽𝓸 𝓚𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓮𝓭𝓪

⌦ Well... Due to his luck and all of that, suddenly, he waked up with a tail and cat ears... Such a good start for a day.

⌦ You were next to him, sleeping and snoring a little bit. Something inside him told him to get near to you, and so, he did. He started snuggling with you.

⌦ He just whispered a "Nya~" and you waked up. The first thing you saw were his ears... It wasn't something that important. You started caressing them

⌦He noticed you, and... It felt good. He started snuggling more and more, and he started purring a lot, his tail was curled in your leg

⌧ "(Y/N). . . I-I know a trash like me shouldn't be asking for more but... I love this feeling"

⌦ Later that day, you found out that his tail was extreamly sensitive. He was usually in a playful mood, but he was also chill sometimes, but when you somehow touched his tail for more than a little bit, he would blush and ask you to stop, anyways, it wasn't something that he couldn't tolerate

⌦ Your neko boyfriend loved playing with your things, like a little pillow, or anything that he could hug. He was like that for hours.

𝒦ℴ𝓀𝒾𝒸𝒽𝒾 𝒪𝓊𝓂𝒶

⌦ Miu and her inventions... This time, she did something kind of weird. It looked like a grape panta and... It was in a Panta bottle... You already guessed what ouma did

⌦ Later that day, Ouma started feeling weird, and when he wanted to remember,he was already a neko... Ooh it was going to be something funny

⌦ His first reaction was looking for you, and when he found you, he started to act like a child, with an anoying cute voice he started saying "nya" and mispronouncing words like "Pwease" and those things

⌦ He loved any kind of cuddles. But over all, head pats was the best kind of atention. He would playfully hold your hand and forcing you to give him headpats

⌧ " Nya! Mwore cuddles! Ooh what's twat? It looks fuwwy"

⌦ He throwed things to the floor just for fun, and literally acted like those cats that are memes. Anyways, he actually tried to sleep in your pc keyboard.

⌦ He had lots of sensitive spots, and he did not care at all, actually, it was like an excuse for anoying you, saying things like "Nya~ dwon't touch my twail". Mispronuncing was actually very funny for him

𝓘𝓫𝓾𝓴𝓲 𝓜𝓲𝓸𝓭𝓪

⌦ You, Ibuki and other of your classmates were playing truth or dare, and your girlfriend always choosed the dare option... The dare was drinking a suspicious drink... And just like Ouma, at the other day she was a neko

⌦ At class, you saw that Ibuki was more energetic than yesterday... You did not saw her ears, due to her "Hair horns", but you saw her tail, moving like she eas playing

⌦ Everyone noticed her tail, and later that day, her ears. But anyways, she didn't feel weird or anything, until she saw herself in a mirror. But she was... Happy?

⌦ She wanted to play all the day, and her curiosity multiplied. Whenever you opened your locker, turned on the tv or anything that you could imagine she was there

⌧ "Ooh shiny... Neko-Ibuki wants it! It is cute" (Yes, now she was Neko-Ibuki)

⌦ She didn't had any sensitive spot at all, but that doesn't mean that she did not liked cuddles or any kind of afection. In fact, she loved it. He purred a lot, even if you didn't wanted to cuddle

⌦ Good luck trying to hide something, it doesn't matter if it is dangerous for her, she always gived it to you, with a playful smile and mooving her tail, just as if she was proud.

[ketsuyuki-hibana-typed]

Hello! This is my first time here, but I've already love with your headcanons about Kyojurou and his OC wife. Thank you for all you've written. If you are not busy, I would like to ask you....Could you write headcanons about Kyojurou and his pregnant wife, please? I wish he could be a father.

Hi, Anon! You're new here? Nice to meet you! Thank you for reading my writings! Yeah, Kyoujurou is my fave too 🌸💮🌺

Rengoku Kyoujurou x Pregnant!Reader

It all started in the morning, when you suddenly felt great and sharp pain pressing your head. The feeling of nausea dominated, and made you jump from your futon, running to the bathroom

Kyoujurou really worried and patiently rubbed your back, while holding towel at the other hand

This is the worst, you thought. What did I eat last night? You laid on your futon again, panting heavily, trying to endure the mixing pain and nausea feeling inside your body.

Kyoujurou sent message thorough his crows to Butterfly Estate. He's back to your room and rubbed eucalyptus oil on your neck, nose and back, helping relieved the pain

"I'm fine, just-"

"You're clearly not. I've called Shinobu."

Shinobu finally arrived and examined your condition

"Rengoku-san, can I talk to you?"

From worried to anxious, he approached Shinobu. "Is she fine? This is the first time I saw her like this."

"No, she's not." Shinobu made serious face. Kyoujurou prepared for the worst. "But morning sickness is a normal symptoms for woman."

"What do you mean?"

"Congratulations!" She patted his shoulder, smiled. "You will become a father."

He stayed still until he finally understand her words, and shouting, "MY WIFE IS PREGNANT?!"

He told everyone about your pregnancy, he couldn't shut up about it for 1 week non stop

"Congratulations, mate!" Tengen slapped Kyoujurou's back. "So, what's the secret? What kind of position did you-"

A quick chop was landed on Tengen's neck. A gift from Himejima

"Namu, I hope your wife will give birth safely."

Kyoujurou's father, that usually stiff and stern, suddenly become touched and told the neighbours about your pregnancy

"I'll become grandad soon!!"

The first trisemester is when the feeling nausea, and fatigue are the most common in your body.

So you took a rest at your home, not really active

The mood swing really dominated yourself. You even don't know why are you acting like this.

"Kyoujurou, where did you go? You didn't come yesterday."

"Mission, with Kanroji." You didn't say anything. "Dear, what's with the long face?"

"Nothing."

"Dear?"

"Nothing!" You put a pillow above your face. He caressed your half-showed hair.

"How about cuddling after I finished? I will spend more time with you tomorrow, my full-time is yours."

You peaked from the pillow, while puffing your cheek

"Promise?" Oh no, she's cute, Kyojurou held his chest

"I promise." Your face brightened.

He really is pampering you, even before you entering 'cravings' time.

Like, really....

"Dear, what do you want? I heard woman usually wanted something to eat."

"Right now, there isn't-"

"Okay, the sweet food, Mitarashi Dango, that is! I'll buy it right away."

On your second trimester of pregnancy, the unpleasant feeling disappeared. You felt like you have so much energy

You probably went to your dojo, and trained your students like usual, but Kyoujurou prohibited you to fight them, so you just give them ordinary instruction

And the cravings

Kyoujurou always undertakes your cravings for foods and needs

"I want a pigeon."

"Sure dear."

"Can I get a baked snake"

"Right away!"

"A mix between mochi and kare will be good..."

"Okay!"

"Kyoujurou, I want ohagi right now."

"Great, I'll go get some from Shinazugawa!"

The risk of being killed by Sanemi wasn't an obstacle for him

He will agree to almost all of your wishes, even the weird one

"Kyoujurou, I don't know why, but I just want to kill demon right now."

"Okay!"

So he brings the weakest demon and you slashed it

"Yeaaay!!"

"Yass, baby!"

"WHAT THE FUCK MATE, I'M NOT YOUR TOY." said that poor demon as he turned into ashes

Even the writer took pity on that demon, you treat them like a thing

Well, he granted you everything, except one.

"OKAY, CAN I KILL MUZAN NOW, BECAUSE I FELT LIKE THE ENERGY BURSTING-"

"That's an exception honey! I felt like you should give birth to the child first!"

You pouted.

You have now reached your final stretch of pregnancy and both of you are very excited for the birth of your baby.

Your stomach become bigger, and it's actually hard to move now

Kyoujurou will patiently massage your leg, hand, and calves.

He always tells you that you're still beautiful no matter how bloated your stomach and how many stretch marks you will have later.

Senjurou took your role, he cleaned house, even cooking for you

"I'm sorry, Senjurou. You did all the chores by yourself now."

"It's okay, Ane-ue. I don't want anything to happen to both of you and the baby. Ani-ue told me to take care of you."

Sometimes you're really anxious about you and the baby.

"Kyoujurou?" Both of you sit on engawa while drinking tea in the evening. He looked at you.

"Do you need anything?"

"No, it's just..." You gave a pause. "Look, listen to me." Your eyes are straight to his. "In case if I could give birth to this baby, but myself can't make it alive, I just want you to know-"

He hugged you with confusing expression.

"Dear, no, don't say that. I trust you. I believe in you, who carry our love."

He caressed your cheek, and kissed your lips gently

"I assure you, you will make it. Trust yourself more."

"Right, I'm sorry."

He likes to look at your belly and talked to the baby, while the baby kicking in, making small wave. His giggle made the baby kicked again

"Again? He really wanted to meet you, haha- Ow..."

"Hey. Calm down, champ. Don't make your mother in pain again. We're waiting for you too."

From all of above, the most thing that really painful to watch is when you actually gave birth

You're lucky. When the water broke and your consciousness started to fading away, Kyoujurou was right beside you and caught you.

Shinobu and her medic team came right away

She usually didn't let any male in labor room, but you and Kyoujurou are exception

You gripped his hand hard while screaming from the top of your lung. He wiped your sweat, whispering sweet things to your ear.

"I know you can do it, dear. You could do it for us."

He about to cry and wish he could replace your pain. Shinobu often reminded him to not pass out.

Everything was like a solid silence for him except a voice of crying baby

"Congratulations, it's a girl!"

Your tired self smiled, received your baby into your embrace

Kyoujurou broke into tears, he kissed you and looked at your baby. He felt relieved, both of you and the baby are safe

"What a beautiful girl, she looks like you." He kissed your forehead. "Good job, thank you for fighting for us."

Kyoujurou now have one more responsibility to make his little family happy

[astertataricvs]

Sanemi Shinazugawa || Penitence Part 3

THE LAST PART OF PENITENCE!! THANK YOU FOR READING!

And thank you to my Lil sis @kimetsu-no-yaiba-headcanons for the letters! Luv u sissy! 💞💞

Word count: 2.6k+

"I'm sorry, Shinazugawa-san, your fiancé didn't make it. I'm sorry for your loss."

Those words... those words that were enough to make him fell down on his knees and tears streamed over his cheeks. He cried in anguish and scream at the top of his lungs upon discerning that you won't ever come home with him again and cuddle with you on the comfortable plain white bed in your shared apartment. Specifically, he won't feel the warmth of yours that you're always transmitting him.

He felt so cold, hollow, empty, lifeless and dead...

Sanemi cried nonstop at his loss and now that you're lastingly gone in his life. He still couldn't affirm that you're already gone, perfectly vanished in this world and your body was placed inside the coffin, underneath your tombstone.

His friends tried to console him but it was useless even his own brother, he let himself get drunk every single day and would often come home; thinking about your days together with him. He would found himself opening your closet and smell your clothes that give him the nostalgic scent that he surely yearned. He would only let himself cry until he fell asleep.

He blames himself for neglecting you, he blames himself every day that he's the reason why you passed away. His days were becoming miserable and he couldn't find himself smiling since you're the source of his own happiness. Now that you're gone, he doesn't know what to do anymore with his life. His supposed to be wife was now dead, you left him alone in this cruel world.

How dare he say that when he's the first one who left you and neglected you. He won't ever forgive himself.

His loved ones were slowly slipping away from his grasp. First, his family; his mom and siblings that he treasured and now... you whose the one who changed his life and gave him hope... all the source of why he's still fighting and keeping him alive... it already disappeared, it's now utterly gone, completely gone. So why is he still alive? You didn't deserve to die, he was supposed to be the one dead! Why it has to be you?!

"(Name)... I fucking missed you... I missed you so much..." he muttered between his breath while gripping his hair.

He won't see the warm smile of yours anymore.

Three months later...

Sanemi returned to his empty apartment and turned the lights on. He went to his room and decided to change his working clothes to something comfortable. After changing his attire, he took a seat on the bed and let his mind go somewhere else.

It's been three months since you passed away, and Sanemi was still mourning about his loss. Every night, he would always think about you and the what if's if you're still alive. It really made him depress for the whole two months considering he would steadily reminisce the memories you both have in this apartment.

Sanemi let out a bitter chuckle and buried his face on his palm.

He really misses your presence.

Sanemi's towel fell onto the carpeted floor. He bends his body to get the towel but, his eyes suddenly caught a box under the bed. Curiosity washed over him and instantly pick the mysterious box that was at the corner of the bed.

It was plain white and he doesn't know what's the content inside since it wasn't that heavy. Sanemi decided to open the box and his eyes detected neat tiny envelopes inside. His eyes suddenly went wide upon seeing your neat handwriting at the back of the envelope and it said: To Shinazugawa Sanemi.

Sanemi's heart leapt apprehending that it's a letter of yours to him. Taking the first letter, he unfolded the white paper and read the writings.

20th June XXXX

Dear Sanemi,

It's been about two months since you've started ignoring me, what's wrong? Are you stressed at work? Are the students giving you problems? Did Giyuu lecture you again?

Hehe~ I tried asking you in real life but you always either ignore me or tell me to shut up, I'm just really concerned about your well being okay? I am your fiancé after all, and I'm proud.

His heart throbbed inside his ribcage once he read the last paragraph. He remembers that day, the day when you're worried about him but he's just shrugging you off. He felt his heart clenched every time he remembers how he ignored you.

He takes the second letter and read it.

20th July XXXX

Dear Sanemi,

How are you? I hope work isn't stressing you out too much. And I've decided that I should write monthly letters to you! You just seem extremely stressed out/irritated by something lately so I thought this would be the best way to indirectly tell you my thoughts (if you even manage to find this box, that is.) Hehehe~

How's work? I'll slap Giyuu's ass for you if he's lecturing you again, don't hold me back like last time because of your jealousy again please~

Anyway, I know I might be overthinking everything.

But why is there always a faint scent of woman perfume on you whenever you come back home?

Don't worry, I'm not doubting you, just wondering. But hope you get well soon~

His lips tug upwards knowing that you surely trust him a lot despite that he doesn't deserve your trust at all. You never doubt him ever since. You're such an angel that was sent from above and wouldn't get mad at him.

Reading the second paragraph; a sincere chuckle escaped from his lips. You're already kind and adding to the list that you're entertaining too, how lucky he was to have someone like you? You really never fail to make him laugh.

20th August XXXX

Dear Sanemi,

These are going to turn into daily letters now because unfortunately for me, I don't have much time left and I really do hope you find these letters. Oh, wait, scratch that, you'd be too busy with your other woman to even give a shit about these meaningless letters.

Hey, tell me, why are you still staying with me?

Is it out of pity?

His eyes sagged and feel his heart stabbed because he revived again the time when you asked him why is he still staying with you although he's already seeing someone else.

The reason why he's still staying because he doesn't have the guts to leave you. He had the feeling of not wanting to leave you alone and your presence was making him feel reassured.

But now... it won't happen anymore.

21st August XXXX

Dear Sanemi,

Sorry, I was just in a bad mood yesterday, I honestly didn't mean to start cursing.

So, who is she and how did you guys become a thing? Just general curiousity~ Is she good at cooking? Does she make you your favourite dishes? She's prettier than me though, that's for sure. Does she make you happier? It seems like she does.

Y'know, you could've just told me you wanted someone else.

His heart shattered, he can feel the pain in the letter transferring to him. Why is he such a fucking asshole?

22nd August XXXX

Dear Sanemi,

Hey, do you remember that time? Both of us were laying on our bed, you were laying your head on my chest, listening to my heartbeat. Remember when you said you wanted us to create our own heartbeat? And that you would love and cherish the little heartbeat that we made together?

You have no idea how happy I felt.

He remembers it, he won't ever fucking forget that. If you're happy, then he feels the euphoria that time, you don't know how happy you make him feel every time you praise him and give him butterfly kisses. You don't know how he feels tingly inside whenever you cuddled with him and say sweet nothings to him.

He's so blessed to have such an angel like you in his life.

30th August XXXX

Dear Sanemi,

I most probably won't be able to write daily letters anymore because of my current condition, I did a blood test a few days ago and the doctor said that there was no way of saving me unless some miracle happens.

My muscle aches are getting worse and I've been coughing out more blood than I usually do.

A flow of lightning had flowed inside his brain; he reminisces the day when he just got home and saw you sitting on the ground while coughing. He didn't know that your fighting your illness with yourself and he didn't even do anything about it. He also didn't know that your coughing blood that day.

He's such a scumbag.

10th September XXXX

Dear Sanemi,

10th September, today was the day you had asked me to marry you. I wonder if you even bothered to remember though. I was planning on preparing you dinner and buying you a gift but what's the point? We aren't and most probably never will get married.

Please don't remind him anymore... he'll only cry again once he remembers that day. He blames himself for all the horrible things he had done to you, he couldn't forgive himself.

23rd September XXXX

Dear Sanemi,

Why do you refuse to tell me the reason as to why you're still staying with me? Why didn't you go out today? You usually go out when it's a Sunday.

Say, weren't you always the one to wipe my tears away? Why didn't you do that today? Was I really that much of a bother? You could've just said so.

Either way, none of that'll matter because the doctor said I'll most probably die soon, if I'm lucky, I get a week if I'm not I'll most probably just past this week.

Tears started to brim in his eyes as he read the letter.

He doesn't have any fucking idea that you're enduring this pain. He doesn't have any fucking idea that you're throbbing already and he's only adding it more!

24th September XXXX

Dear Sanemi,

Thank you for hugging me today, it's been a while since I've last felt your warmth. Since I probably won't be able to last until your birthday, I'll just give you an early birthday present ♡

You'll find a wrapped up present in one of my closet's drawers, you can throw it away if you want, I just thought I'd get you something before I pass.

Happy Early Birthday！

Droplets of tears started to pour onto the paper with your writings on it. The paper crumpled because of how tight he was gripping the letter. His eyes were shut as tears were slipping out from his eyes. He let the tears fall and feel the agony once again.

If he only knows that it will be the last day where he will able to see you, the last day of hearing you say I love you to him, the last day where he can feel your warmth, the last day where he can hug you, and the last day... where he can see your last warm smile again.

If only he knew, if only he knew... he wouldn't let you go and hug you as if it's the last day of Earth, he won't let you go in his arms and just stay with him. If he only knew...

Sanemi stood up and trudges to the drawers where your present to him was. Once he finds the wrapped present, he immediately ripped the wrapper and detected that it was a wristwatch that he was staring at in the mall when you two were shopping.

He pursed his lips into a thin line and bit his lower lip. He holds the present ever so tightly and cried in guilt.

"I love you so much, (Name)... you're already enough gift to me... you're already enough..."

Sanemi rummaged to your drawers and saw a pink box in the corner of your closet. He immediately took it and open the lid of the box.

Various pictures you both have were inside the box, it was full of your pictures together whenever you're on your date. All the pictures when you're still in high school and up to this year. The box also has the red and gold ribbon flower kanzashi that he brought for your birthday. He took the kanzashi in his hands and stared at it; retrieving the time how you would always use it on your hair and how beautiful you look while wearing it.

He really misses you a lot.

While he was looking at the pictures, he instantly noticed a silver peeking from the various pictures. Sanemi swiftly brushed the photos only to find the engagement ring he brought for you and the day when he asked your hand for marriage.

Taking it, he clutched it in his hand and closed his eyes. He feels so much distress that he couldn't handle it even if he wants to. All the memories that you both have been flashing back into his mind and the tears were pouring out unobstructedly once again.

He mourned about you, he feels so derelict to what he had done to you, he feels empty and broken inside. No one can ever heal the severe wound in his heart and you're the only one who can restore it again. But you're not alive anymore, you're already gone, you no longer exist in this world anymore.

He only clutched the ring in his hand and place it onto his chest where his heart was as if he was hugging it-- as if you're the one he's hugging this instant.

"I'm so sorry, (Name)... I fucking miss you so much..."

Sanemi was at the place where you and he first met and the place where you also confessed your love to him at that time. Reminiscing how you're being bashful of confessing your love and how your cheeks dusted in red hues, he can't help but chuckle at the nostalgic memories.

It was spring, a new season where the snow had finally thawed and cherry blossoms began to flower while its petals were dancing through the wind.

Under the cherry blossom tree of the school where you two have studied and where he was teaching right now... he stared at the beautiful cherry blossom tree swaying with the spring's young wind. A small smile formed on his lips while the engagement ring of yours was in his hand.

Sanemi kneeled and dig a hole where he can bury the ring you had left with him.

When he's done burying your ring, he stared at the ocean-like exquisite sky of the bright spring chill with a contented smile.

This is the place where it all began; the first meeting with you, the friendship, the confession, the romantic relationship, the acceptance... he wouldn't forget those treasured memories with you and he will forever engrave it into his mind.

He remembered what you have written on the photo where you accepted his proposal.

"You're my first and last love, Shinazugawa Sanemi."

Sanemi chuckled, "You're my first and last love too, (Name). You're the only one..."

"Shinazugawa-sensei! We need your help for this lesson!" Sanemi heard Tanjiro's call to which he snapped out from his deep trance.

"Yeah, I'm coming, brat!"

Sanemi takes a glimpse at the cherry blossom for a moment and slowly grinned. Once he's pleased with staring, he started to turn around and leave while hands were inside his pockets.

Sanemi concluded; a feeling of penitence will forever remain in his heart.

[in-tua-deep]

So I’m curious as to how Alison is with Five in your Responsible Luther AU. Has she had Claire? And does interacting with a younger Five prevent her from rumoring her daughter or is that still the same? And is she as maternal towards a younger brother since she herself is younger? I just absolutely love this entire AU!

(responsible luther au posts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven)

Claire exists! I headcanon her as being about six during canon because that allows her the four years that Luther knew of her existence plus some extra years because I didn’t think she was four in that flashback at all SO because the responsible luther au takes place four years before canon…

Claire is in her terrible twos!! Allison is married and Exhausted and is now in contact with the squad a la skype/facetime, partially because Five absolutely insists and partially because Allison feels lowkey guilty about cutting everyone out of her life when she left home

the main difference between canon and au here is that Allison has a support network

She gets on skype and can vent and complain and ask for advice in a way that she can’t ask anyone else because her siblings know her, know her circumstances, and most importantly know her powers

I sincerely doubt that Allison confided in Patrick (their marriage had issues) and I doubt she breathed a word about her child soldier childhood with her actress friends and Allison was so very desperate to put it all behind, to be normal, that she was a ticking time bomb waiting to go off. She felt like a failure constantly because she couldn’t handle an infant child, a job that is stressful for the best of people, and she didn’t know how to ask for help or advice and what knowledge she had to draw upon of disciplining a child made rumoring sound like a merciful option tbh

but the point is that Allison gets online and calls up the family and she has people who understand that her first reaction to most things is a violent one because violence was drilled into her bones, into their bones

so when Allison complains, the squad understand and are willing to brainstorm solutions that don’t involve violence OR rumoring, because Allison would absolutely admit her desperation or admit to rumoring her daughter into not crying or silencing a tantrum and all that, and, most importantly, she has people who would tell her no while understanding why she would jump to it

there’s no judgement (well only a tiny bit) but she’s talking with the people who remember her rumoring them to do really stupid and petty shit when they were kids. Diego still has the scar on his arm after the incident where Allison’s magazines went mysteriously missing that no one speaks about since Allison still gets that slightly crazy look in her eyes when it’s brought up (it was actually Klaus’s fault but Diego will deny it to his grave due to a very particular piece of blackmail between the duo)

Luther and Allison get close because Luther’s basically raising Five right now so they both compare notes on child rearing. Like yeah, there’s some differences but actually Allison’s advice on how to help your child sleep all the way through the night/soothe them back to sleep is alarmingly applicable with a traumatized Five who frequently wakes up not knowing where he is and thinking he’s either back in the apocalypse or locked up in their childhood home. And Luther’s advice on how to deal with a picky eater is pretty applicable to baby Claire, though admittedly Five’s wariness of certain foods which spoil quickly is fairly justified (Five still accuses raspberries of going moldy overnight which I mean. Luther can’t exactly argue with because he takes his eyes off the fridge for two seconds and suddenly the berries are fuzzy)

Klaus is somehow?? A baby whisperer? Small children absolutely ADORE him (Diego says it’s because he’s a child himself and Klaus always shoots back about being young at heart) so Claire can be a sobbing mess and Allison will facetime Klaus and then suddenly Claire is cooing at the phone and babbling about her latest imaginative story she made up while Klaus offers up critiques and suggestions for even cooler ideas and characters while Allison is gently irritated that Klaus can get Claire to stop crying faster than she can (but then again she’s also just relieved)

Patrick also chats with the whole squad now that Allison is actually back in contact with the family. Him and Klaus get along well, Patrick laughs at Klaus’s jokes and comments, though Patrick has already solemnly informed them all that if it comes down to it he’s legally obligated to take his wife’s side in every argument which they all respect

Allison IS maternal towards Five, but I mean,,, all of them are protective over their smallest and youngest sibling even though Five rolls his eyes and bristles under it half the time. Five survived the apocalypse! He survived thirteen years under Reginald’s regime! Honestly Five’s mood towards his siblings general being-older-ness is somewhat mercurial - sometimes he’s perfectly fine with it and even seeks it out and other times he absolutely rejects it and gets as prickly as a hedgehog

but for the most part Five is the one prodding everyone to call Allison and being absolutely draconian about everyone sitting down for family time because so help him god he spent months trying to get back here after finding his family’s dead bodies and dealing with THAT he’s very insistent on keeping an eye of everyone’s whereabouts and health (especially Vanya’s because he never did find her body)

honestly talking to Five actually helps Allison with Claire a lot because Five literally tells Allison to ask Claire things. Why is she crying? What upset her? Why did that thing upset up? What can be done to make it not be upsetting?

Claire adores Five because he takes her very seriously whenever he chats with her. He asks her very seriously about the status of some of her stuffed animals while she giggles into her hands. Five is willing to patiently wait while Claire introduces him to every single one of her toys, and he is also willing to memorize every single name given to him. 

Allison gets therapy!! Mainly because Five is in therapy, and Luther is in therapy, and Klaus is in therapy, and Vanya is in therapy, and they’re all trying to convince Diego to also get therapy (he’s actually seeing someone but hasn’t told the rest of them because he likes being a difficult son of a bitch) and so everyone is gently confronting their child soldier childhood and the shit they went through so Allison gets to go to therapy as well

and Allison gets to learn some communication skills and is encouraged to talk with Patrick so their marriage doesn’t break down the way it does it canon (though I dunno I still think they probably get divorced but more of an amicable one)

Allison probably does fly down at some point, probably after a few gentle kidnapping attempts a la Reginald/Hazel/Cha-Cha who are after Five, leaving Claire in Patrick’s very capable hands (they facetime twice a day so that Allison can see Claire, though Claire is sulky the entire time because a, her mother is gone and b, SHE wanted to go visit all her cool uncles and aunt as well heck)

Allison, showing up: oh, oh no. i’m going to get everyone a new wardrobe what do you have my baby brother wearing? 

Luther: j,,jeans? t-shirts? regular people clothes? 

Allison: are these from walmart? don’t answer that. everyone is getting a new wardrobe consider it payback for all the missed birthdays and christmas gifts from when I, you know

Klaus: cut us out of your life like yesterday’s trash?

Luther: KLAUS

Klaus: hey man you can keep your grease monkey shirts to yourself I for one and THRILLED to go shopping on Allison’s dime

Five: can i get a hat? I had a hat in the apocalypse and i was fond of it

aww now I want to write a scene where Allison shows up but this is already getting to be a really long post hmm

is that going to stop me though?? probably not

So Allison arrives at the door with her bags after a long day at the airport (she’d told Patrick five times that you only had to be there three hours before for international flights but he could be such a worrywart) and knocks a quick ‘shave and a haircut’ tune just like she always did as a kid. 

Immediately the door flies open and there’s a breathless looking Five who clearly jumped to the door to get their first and he’s got a smile on his face and yeah, she’s seen him through a screen with great frequency but it’s not the same as seeing him in person. Folding him into a hug is the easiest thing in the world. He’s so little, and skinny. Even skinnier than she remembered him being, and Five had always been a boney little shit with sharp elbows and a willingness to use them. 

“I like your hair.” He tells her, hands fisted in the back of her shirt. He’s told her that about once a day since she let Claire pick out a color and she ended up with purple hair.

She looks up and meets Luther’s eye where he’s wiping his hands on a towel and making a face that says there is probably more to this love of her hair color than meets the eye.

(”He saw us dead.” Luther tells her, later, when the rest of the house is asleep on the couches while one of Allison’s movies plays softly. “Your hair… it wasn’t purple, when you died. It makes him feel safer. He shredded Klaus’s favorite coat right after he moved in as well, almost caused world war three.”

Allison presses her hand to her mouth, feeling tears gather at the corners of her eyes as she looks over her shoulder in the direction of the teen draped across Klaus with a dog drooling on them both. He looks so carefree and innocent in his sleep, it’s so easy to forget what he’s been through. What they’ve all been though.)

“Allison!” The cheerful greeting heralds the arrival of Klaus who stumbles out of the kitchen, mouth half full of a cookie. Freshly baked, from the smell wafting around the house. It’s easy for Klaus to brush past Luther and wrap his arms around both her and Five, swaying them side to side and making Allison giggle as he lays an exaggerated kiss on her cheek with a loud “Mwah!”

“Okay okay,” Allison says, prying both of them off of her so she can fully come in the door with her suitcase.

“Let me take that for you.” Luther says, coming forward and grabbing it out of her hands. He looks good, more relaxed that Allison has seen him in years. He reaches out to ruffle Five’s hair in an affectionate gesture familiar between the two, “And why don’t you go grab our sister a cookie before Klaus manages to eat them all.”

“You’re sleeping in Klaus’s room.” Five informs her, smile quirking his lips up. The reason for the mischief on his face is quickly explained by the outraged squawk that emerges from Klaus’s mouth.

“You can’t expect Allison to sleep on the couch.” Luther throws over his shoulder as he’s already heading deeper into the house.

“I’d be fine with the couch.” Allison shrugs, half because she actually was and half to stir up shit because that’s just what their family is like. 

(It used to be if they weren’t in their rooms for bedtime, they would be locked out - because of course their rooms locked on the outside and not the inside, like in normal houses. Allison spent more than one night sleeping on the hardwood floor outside of her door, knowing that to be caught sleeping on one of the couches or other soft surfaces in the mansion was to invite further punishment.)

“We aren’t making our guest sleep on the couch!” Luther calls, out of sight.

“Diego sleeps on the couch!” Klaus hollers right back in outrage.

Five tugs on Allison’s arm, “Allison! Allison come on! You have to meet Mr. Pennycrumb.”

“I’ve already met him.” Allison informs her brother, because she has. Over the phone. Luther and Klaus are still yelling at one another, but it’s in a way that everyone knows that Klaus is going to end up sleeping on the couch.

“That doesn’t count.” Five insists, tugging on her arm again. Allison allows herself to be towed towards the kitchen where there is a half eaten tray of cookies on the counter, and a dog that looks like the very picture of patience laying in a dog bed in the corner. At their entrance, Mr. Pennycrumb raises his head and gives a few thumps of his tail but doesn’t get up until Five makes a ‘come on’ gesture with a hand.

Immediately the dog is at their feet, and Five’s hand is clamped around Allison’s wrist and offering her hand for said dog to sniff. “Mr. Pennycrumb,” He says, with great gravity, “This is my sister, Allison. Allison, this is Mr. Pennycrumb.”

“It’s very nice to meet you, Mr. Pennycrumb.” Allison says with equal gravity. Mr. Pennycrumb finishes sniffing her hand and immediately sits and puts one paw in her hand. Allison, never one to be caught off guard, gives it a firm shake. At least having a toddler prepared her for this - this exchange actually reminds her of introductions to some of her daughter’s stuffed animals. Though she is never going to inform Five of this fact.

Five, for his part, looks exceptionally pleased that the two of them are getting along. 

There’s a new argument echoing through the house, which from a quick listen reveals that it’s because of the state of Klaus’s room. Which, thinking back to their childhood, Allison is not so surprised. Though it seems to be only about clothes on the floor, which is far neater than their youth where scorch marks were commonplace. Klaus had been quite the little pyromaniac.

“Where’s the rest of the motley crew?” Allison asks, straightening up and swiping a cookie from the tray on the counter. It’s still warm, with gooey chocolate. Allison doesn’t even hesitate to pick up two more. Self preservation, really. 

“Ben’s probably with Klaus.” Five says, shrugging, apparently not even realizing that Allison is choking on her mouthful of cookie. No matter how many times she heard about their deceased brother being an active member of the family thanks to Klaus, it never got any more bizarre to her. “Diego should be here before midnight, maybe? He’s never on time for anything. And Vanya’s gonna swing by after practice but she can’t stay ‘cause she’s got a lesson with the Brat early in the morning.”

“The brat?” Allison asks, already amused.

“The brat.” Five confirms with a nod, “Vanya says she won’t tell me a name ‘cause of teacher-student privilege but she’s awful. Thinks she’s the next coming of - of - of whoever is a famous violinist except for Vanya I dunno.”

Allison elects to not inform her younger brother that teacher-student privilege isn’t actually a thing. It’s probably safer for whatever young girl happens to be both spoiled and have the luck of being taught music by Vanya Hargreeves.

“You know, you calling someone a brat is a little like the pot calling the kettle black.” Allison informs her brother with a smile, scrunching up her nose and pulling a face at him. He makes one right back, and it’s so familiar that it feels like she’s being punched in the chest for a moment. 

She’s known that Five is back for months, that he’s alive for months, but it’s not the same as him being there. Solid and real. He’s skinnier, cheeks more hollow and eyes more haunted. His hair is a bit longer than she remembers, though reportedly not as long as it had been when Five had made it back.

They’d never been close, her and Five. Not like he’d been with Vanya, with Ben, with the kids lower on the totem pole than Allison had ever been. Oh, their father hadn’t liked her, but she’d completed every task he set before her with ruthless efficiency and she was rarely punished. Too good at gaming the system. She’d only ever been close with Luther, too busy to deal with the others on a regular basis. But there had been times regardless where they’d all been together, as a family. 

Five had been a firecracker of a kid, always explosive where Allison preferred to skirt around the rules, bending but not breaking. They both liked the spotlight, though Five had never seemed to begrudge her for her own time shining. She’d thought he was such an arrogant brat, but he was still her brother.

It’s different now, seeing mischief light up his face. Back then she would have rolled her eyes, felt irritated, maybe even tried to rumor him into being quiet for once (though he’d gotten alarmingly good at telling when she was about to speak a rumor over the years, and gotten even better at jumping away before she could get a word out). Now though, now she just felt affectionate nostalgia. Maybe it was because she was older, she was an adult looking into the face of a child who she knew had never gotten a real childhood. It was almost a relief that Five’s spark had never managed to be stamped out. 

“Hey,” Five interrupts her thoughts. He’s on the floor, rolling Mr. Pennycrumb’s head between his hands thoughtfully, “Can we watch your movies? I’ve seen a couple but Luther and Klaus are always super weird about it.”

Allison’s mind scrolls through some of her more risque movies with scenes that she would much rather none of her siblings ever witness, especially her thirteen-year-old sibling. Or thirteen-year-olds in general, truthfully. “Uh,” She starts, but is thankfully interrupted by Klaus gliding into the kitchen to sweep up three more of the cookies, pouting while he does so.

“I,” Klaus pauses, bringing a hand up to gesture dramatically, cookie still gripped and sprinkling crumbs, “Have graciously decided to allow you to use my room - ”

“Technically it’s my room.” Five interrupts.

“You gave it to me!” Klaus rebuffs. It sounds like this is an old argument between the two, “You can’t just take back a gift! That makes it my room! You’re such a little brat - ”

The argument continues and Allison eases herself back to lean against the counters and watch as her two brothers snipe back and forth at one another with a smile. It’s the kind of controlled chaos that she’s almost used to. She can’t help the smile across her face. Even though she misses Claire like nothing she’s ever felt, that hurt is soothed just a little bit by being around these losers again.

Despite everything, she missed them. All of them.

It’s good to be back.

[one-piece-dumpster-fire]

something fluffy with brook , sanji and shanks! :)

well, ‘something fluffy’ isn’t veryspecific but I hope you like what I came up with haha xD!

Some fluff(?) headcanon

Brook

thatskeleton is a very fluffy-duffy guy, and I’m not just talking about his afro haha

whenever he has the chance to, Brookloves to bend down or pat your head as a sign of his love andaffection. He can’t really offer you skin to skin contact, but it’sstill important to let you know about his feelings

it’s super easy to get this manflustered, for real now. You make a joke? He’ll go awww. You smile?He’ll go awww. You sneeze? He’ll go awww- that’s my girlfriend.

he’s a bit oldschool when it comes toromance and courting, but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing!

just think about all the long walks onthe beach he’ll take you on! Or when he asks you if he may have thisdance… Or when he sings you a song he wrote just for you… see?Just because he’s old doesn’t mean he isn’t aware of how to fill yourheart with joy!

if he still had skin, Brook would be abig cuddler. But instead, he often uses belts to wrap and secure pillows around his bodyso he can get cuddly with you. It may look weird, but his intentionsare definitely pure.

at first he often wears gloves when it comes todancing with you or holding you close, because he felt a bituncomfortable to touch your warm and tender skin with his dead andcold fingers. But if you don’t mind and assure him that it’s finewith you, he might stop with the gloves. Eventually.

there are a ton of cutesy nicknames hehas for you, in fact, there is an entire notebook filled with hisideas!

after you two started to date, Brookactually began to document events from every day in his diary. Thereisn’t a single moment with you that he wants to forget about, and bywriting it down he can always revisit it.

„Ah, if it isn’t (Y/N), my lovelymelody! Just yesterday I came up with a good idea for a new song, butI feel that it needs your lovely voice in order to be perfect! Wouldyou happen to have some time for me~?“

Sanji

SNOOJ is like a trained professional onthe subject of FLOFF

honestly this man won’t be able to getany rest until he sweetened up your day, especially when you’refeeling down or something happened

of course one of his first thoughts tosuprise you is by cooking your favorite meal for you, since cookingis the one thing Sanji takes great pride in after all. Luffy tried tosnatch a bite as Sanji went out to bring it to you, and the only thingyou’ll hear is a loud splash as your boyfriend kicks the alwayshungry captain overboard. But don’t worry about him, that stupidMarimo will save Luffy for sure.

he doesn’t call himself a ‘slave foryour love’ for nothing, so naturally Sanji will always do whateveryou desire. Sounds boring? Well don’t worry, he also has many ideasup his sleeve too if you’re interested!

most of them focus on over the top andtotally clichéd date ideas but hey, if you’re in a sappy mood thismight be just the thing you need.

whenever you’re away from him, Sanjiwon’t be able to stop thinking about you. It’s almost as if he isscared that he might forget your face if he doesn’t think about it orlook at a picture of you every few seconds…

and there will be gifts upon gifts fromhim once you’re in his arms again. Besides the usual flowers andsweets, he’ll also make sure to add in something personal

one time he gave you a little teddybearwith his curly eyebrows (he asked Franky to sow them onto the plushie) so you wouldalso have something to remember him by whenever you’re lonely. Plus,this teddy is extra soft and cuddly so you can shower it with all thelove you want! (just remember to save some for the real Sanji as welllol)

many times he hugs you it’s from behindand comes as a bit of a suprise, mainly because he simply can’t move in fora hug while facing you, because seeing your cute face and body mightjust instantly turn this guy to stone

„Oh, I’m so happy to see you, (Y/N)!While you were gone, I decided to spice up my recipe for yourfavorite food a bit, and all that’s missing is for you to try it now,my love!“

Shanks

he gets fluffy and cuddly in thestrangest moments, and it’s impossible to predict this man’s nextmove when he’s feeling needy for your attention…

heaven knows that Shanks isn’t the mostcreative or romantic type when it comes to taking you out on dates… tohim, those partying nights with his crew already count as proper'dates’ as long as you’re there with him

he’s a proud boyfriend, and loves tolet everyone know. Whenever you set foot on a new island where no oneknows you, this man will immediately start to walk around and telleveryone of his amazing girlfriend before immediately pointing at you

also, you’re the only one that’s allowedto touch his secret stash of rare and expensive booze…

and whenever you’re gone, the crewsuffers from Shanks sudden decrease in mood, and the chances offinding him in his quarters with a drink while crying your name as ifyou just died are pretty high

he might even still be a bit drunk when youcome back to him- and upon seeing your face his eyes will light up asif it was an angel who suddenly manifested infront of him

the H in Shanks is the H in Hug. Didyou know that? Well, you probably do since you have to deal with hisconstant cuddle attacks…

it all started pretty small when hepulled you against him from behind once, and now it’s kind of a sportfor him to suprise you with random displays of physical affections when you least expect it

he also has no problem with PDA, and as long as you’re okay with it Shanks will wrap his arm around your waist or hold hands whenever he sees the chance to

„Haha, (Y/N), you gotta sit down withme and the boys tonight! We caught this huge sea king and bought alot of good booze, so let’s have a barbecue! If you want, I’ll even make sure to save the best parts for you~!“

[wei--wuxian]

questionssss

tagged by @feanoriansappreciation 

1) How do you think Hobbits were created?

I have no personal headcanon but I’ve seen a few fun things on tumblr namely the elf/dwarf semi-crack idea or the Yavanna thing of course

2) Favorite Age?

First. So goddamn tragic and dramatic...

3) Thingol or Eol?

Yikes. Yikessssssss. Y i k e s. Mm. Ew.

I’m going to say Thingol, simply because I cannot make a decision right now but I know the discord has made me think a lot worse of Thingol in recent weeks (eyes emoji), so surely prior to this I would have chosen him. 

4) Do you think that the Valar could understand the Eldar well? Or are they unable to coprehend the way the Elves love and think?

Ooooooh boy did you ask this on purpose because I was meta-ing about this yesterday

Well. Credit where it’s due, first: @dalandel discussed a lot of this with me, and most of it originates with her (love you). 

I think that the Valar did not understand the Eldar at all, and that was why they made so many mistakes and mishandled so many situations. Their minds work in a totally different way, otherworldly and detached and without a true understanding of what love means to the Eldar -- they love in their own way, of course, but just as the Eldar themselves are more chaotic and independent than the Valar, so too is their love more vivid, more physical, more untameable... This is also my headcanon for what LaCE is in-universe; it’s how the Valar think the Eldar do/should behave, and in Valinor was almost imposed upon them as a set of social customs -- also tying in with my interpretation of Fëanor being misunderstood by the Valar and standing against their too-strict overseeing of Eldarin culture even before all the drama with the Silmarils. (see also: Fëanor organises Tirion Pride)

5) Would you take the Ring of Power for yourself if you found it or if it was given to you?

I know we’d all like to say no. But come on. The whole point of the Ring is that you can’t say no.

6) Would you have gone with Finrod on the quest with Beren?

That’s a hard question! I think, on balance, I quite probably would have. I’ve always been somewhat idealistic and adventurous -- but what it really depends upon is how I would have viewed the politics of Nargothrond while being caught directly in the middle of them. Who would I have sympathised with? Would I have been loyal to Finrod, or seduced by the Fëanorian uprising? Which side would I have seen as the “right” one? I don’t think I can actually answer that.

7) How do you interpret the relationship between Fëanor and his half-siblings?

:eyes emoji:

I kid, I kid. or do I

In all seriousness, I think that Fëanor spent a lot of the time after his siblings were born feeling very insecure under all the projected anger and bitterness. I believe deep down he felt like something was wrong with him; he certainly blamed himself at least in part for his mother’s death, and here suddenly are two new children (especially Fingolfin) taking his place in his father’s heart, with their mother there for them as well, and suddenly he feels like an outsider in his own family... The anger between himself and Fingolfin certainly originated there in my opinion. But I do believe their relationships had positive aspects too. And I would write more because I have plenty more thoughts on this, but my entire family has descended on my house and it’s actually hell

8) Which part of the Hobbit you liked the most?

I can’t come up with a serious answer so: the part where Bilbo gets hit in the head and passes out for the entire goddamn battle because it’s honestly such a mood

9) What do you think about the Hobbit movies?

Oh boy

As movies, as cinematic experiences, as mesmerising, spellbinding dragon voices and helicopter landscape shots and 3D footage and dizzying widescreen high-frame-rate... loved them.

As adaptations of the book they can die in the pits of Angband

10) Dwarves or Hobbits?

Hobbits

11) Share a headcanon about Legolas

He was in love with Gimli, but in a calm, deeply way which would have been entirely happy to continue as “platonic soulmates” forever.

not gonna write my own questions or tag anyone else because I’m supposed to be finishing a fanfic right now, but thanks for tagging me!