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collar-shocked · 2 months
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TPOF except Ren never off's Lawrence in BTD2 and keeps him for that long. Thx.
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thedetectiveofinaba · 7 months
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Violet, aka post-game!Naoto in the setup w/ all spinoffs, has a cane-sword what she custom-prepared ai Daidara's to be an emergency weapon. She isn't as good with it as with her gun and is bummed on how the regulations to prevent illegality of such wares but she's proud of her skills and happy of her investion.
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muppeteyes1001 · 9 months
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“♣” (and/or) “♠” ???
Send “♣” for a random fact about the mun. Send “♠” for a random fact about my muse.
“♣” - When I graduated from high school, I got a certificate for 4 years perfect attendance.
“♠” - Although she's mostly feline in nature, Kitt very much enjoys swimming. However, she'll only do so in freshwater .. As in pools and ponds. She absolutely can't stand saltwater. Not only does it make her fur feel sticky, but it plays with the fact that deep oceans generally scare her.
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bottlepiecemuses · 2 years
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Sayuri And Her Lanterns
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As said before, I think Sayuri would have a long history of going to the festival before she met King. But afterwards she just stays in Onigashima celebrating with the Beast Pirates and Orochi’s forces. When she was younger she would put up lanterns telling her wishes depending on what stage of life she was at. 
Her youngest years she and her parents would wish not to have anything polluted. During her training years as a geisha, she would wish to see her parents again. In her older teenage years and young adult years, she would always wish her village was doing good. And finally when she with King she would secretly do a lantern and wish for a fairer world. And her current wish for the fire festival would be to have a better world for her child and King. I can imagine she has to do this when the fire goes out and her lover is defeated by Zoro. She would really hope he is okay. I do think King would be apathetic about the lanterns, but would like the one she made last year and probably would love the current one as well. 
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lovelylostminds · 1 year
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Random Headcanon
Charlotte is OBSESSED with blueberries. She loves blueberries so blueberry pancakes and muffins are her favorites.
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metalzdragon · 2 years
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A little facts about the "Wings" in honor of Pride!
Angel is very much Pansexual due to the years she’s lived and the fact that she can change gender for her human form on a dime if she wants....she’ll fuck anything if the spark and interest is there. Raijin on the other hand is Bisexual leaning more for men but has interest in women as well (Trust me this boy would think he hit heaven if he found himself in a Poly relationship with a guy and gal....)
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frostbittendoe · 2 months
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{ooc: out of winter;}
Alas, I have put a headcanon page for my muse! Feel free to check it out. Or don't. I'll probably add more to it later.~
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resourcesofaqueen · 7 months
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Thematic Headcanons. A series of subject-specific headcanons you can ask your favorite blog and muse.
hc + 🤝 for a headcanon about a connection with one of the receiver's mutual
hc + 👪 for a family-themed headcanon
hc + 🧡 for a friendship-themed headcanon
hc + 💌 for a romance-themed headcanon
hc + 💕 for a loved-themed headcanon
hc + 💔 for a headcanon about a sad experience
hc + 🤥 for a lie-themed headcanon
hc + 😶 for a headcanon about a secret they know of / keep
hc + 😴 for a sleep-themed headcanon
hc + 🌇 for a headcanon about morning- or evening rituals
hc + 🧼 for a hygiene-themed headcanon
hc + 🏠 for a home-themed headcanon
hc + 😃 for a happiness-themed headcanon
hc + 😨 for a fear-themed headcanon
hc + 🤕 for a pain-themed headcanon
hc + 🚶‍♂️ for a habit-themed headcanon
hc + 👍 for a headcanon about things they like
hc + 👎 for a headcanon about things they dislike
hc + 💪 for a sport-themed headcanon
hc + 😡 for a headcanon about something that makes them angry
hc + 👻 for a headcanon about supernatural occurrences
hc + 🥣 for a food-themed headcanon
hc + ☕ for a drink-themed headcanon
hc + 🐈 for a pet/animal-themed headcanon
hc + 🌸 for a plant-themed headcanon
hc + 🌄 for an outdoor-themed headcanon
hc + 🌍 for a travel-themed headcanon
hc + 🗡 for a weapon-themed headcanon
hc + 🎡 for a hobby-themed headcanon
hc + 🚗 for a transportation-themed headcanon
hc + ⏳ for a time-themed headcanon
hc + 🌘 for a night-themed headcanon
hc + 🌞 for a day-themed headcanon
hc + 🪐 for a universe-themed headcanon
hc + 🌂 for a weather-themed headcanon
hc + ⛄ for a season-themed headcanon
hc + 🎉 for a celebration-themed headcanon
hc + 🏆 for a goal-themed headcanon
hc + 💯 for an achievement-themed headcanon
hc + 🚬 for a headcanon about a bad habit
hc + 🎭 for an arts-/crafts-themed headcanon
hc + ✂️ for a hair-themed headcanon
hc + 👗 for a clothes-themed headcanon
hc + 💍 for a jewelry-themed headcanon
hc + 💄 for a makeup-themed headcanon
hc + 🎓 for an education-themed headcanon
hc + 📿 for a faith-themed headcanon
hc + 🎵 for a music-themed headcanon
hc + 📱 for a media-themed headcanon
hc + 🎥 for a film/tv-themed headcanon
hc + 📔 for a reading-themed headcanon
hc + 💰 for a money-themed
hc + 💼 for a job-themed headcanon
hc + 💉 for a medical-themed headcanon
hc + 🛒 for a shopping-themed headcanon
hc + 🔞 for a nsfw-headcanon
hc + ❓ for a headcanon of the receiver's choice
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nintendoteuthis · 9 months
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Trying a new format to break my long squid science silence with ^^
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prncessjaeger · 19 days
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husband 🎀
prncessnote: i made another one…personal favorite ✊🏽
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“hey babes, so today me and my friend are gonna go out of town for the week, and we got-…” your boyfriend looked around for this said, “friend” as you continued talking, nudging you to get your attention, “candied bacon…looks weird but-.”
“who’s the- where’s the friend?” he cut you off, making a pout form on your mouth, “huh?”
“nah don’t, ‘huh?’ me, who’s your friend?” you could see his temper rise the minute you giggled, trying your hardest not to laugh, “what? yeah nah, nah let’s restart the fucking video, talking about “my friend,” fuck outta here.” he reached for the phone and pressed the big red button and watched you set up for the intro again, fixing yourself up,
“anyways, hi guys, so me and my friend are going out tonight-” you heard your boyfriend sigh and let out an “you motherfucker” while blowing his arms up in irritation, “hey what’s wrong? you don’t wanna go out no more?” you feigned to seem more concerned, trying not to blow your cover, “nah don’t i wanna go out no more, the fuck? stop saying that shit”, he mocked you per usual and looked at you more sternly, irritation written all over his face, “what’s the issueeeeee-?”
“the issue, is that you keep on saying “friend”, like who the fuck is your friend baby?” a grin appears on your face when you say, “well, you’re my friend, aren’t you?” it took him some deep breaths to calm himself down, “but i’m not your friend-” he stopped himself, knowing sometimes you could get a lil ditzy in certain situations and instead he mumbled out, “just restart the video baby,”
so, you went ahead to click the button again to restart for the third time, yet this time you watched him hold your hand in a “couple-y” way, showing off the beautiful promis ring he gifted you, hoping you wouldn’t try that “friend” bullshit again…
…but in your true fashion, you continued with the act and was met with the response, “aht! again.” you sighed and rolled your eyes yet this time you didn’t stop the recording, “bro, why do you keep stoppingggg?!”
“causeeee, i’m not one of your fuck ass friends! like damn, stop saying that shit forreal,” watching him blow up in your face almost made you cackle aloud, seeing you finally got his ass all riled up, but your boyfriend continued on with his ranting rampage, “…and not your bro either. i’m your boyfriend practically your husband, so get it right or we gon keep doing it over and over again until it’s right,” you watched him inch closer to your face and you nodded slowly, “so baby, can you please do it again? and do it right?”
“y-yeah, mhm,” you watched his lips form into a smirk, watching you restart the video hopefully for the last time, and this time, your boyfriend began kissing all over your hands, and when you looked at him in confusion he ushered his hand in a, “as you were” type of motion, “hi my loves, today me and my boyfriend are gonna go out and try gonna try candied bacon with my boyfriend-”
“nope, do it,” he chuckled, hearing your groans and shielding away from your small slaps, “what now?”
“you didn’t say, husband-” you rolled your eyes hard, “oh my goodness…”
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fic-over-cannon · 3 months
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I always think love takes Jason Todd by surprise. He doesn’t go searching for love, but it sneaks up on him, slips into his life when he’s not looking. It’s so unexpected in the ways it arrives but he always, always makes room for it when it does.
Embracing love and all its possibilities is not without its own difficulties. He worries love is like a searchlight, going room to room in the walls of his heart and the chambers of his mind, illuminating all of the peeling paint and broken glass. That fear makes him shy away instinctively. It takes conscious will and steeled nerves to let himself be known, to be loved, but he does it willingly. Like a moth to a flame, the risk doesn’t deter him from coming back again and again, to get a little bit closer to that source of light.
Love shifts Jason’s outlook. Love doesn’t consume him, doesn’t take him over and possess him completely, but it grounds him. Anchors him to a present safe from the dangers of his past. The welcomed glow of the lighthouse lamp to a ship on storm tossed seas. Love brings Jason back to life in ways he didn’t even realize had withered. It’s not the cold glow of the searchlight, honing in on the evidence of crimes long past, but the warm glow of candle light smoothing over edges and lighting up dusty crevices.
Love steals its way into his heart accidentally, but every loving act Jason commits is done with intention.
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collar-shocked · 2 months
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Projecting my muse here for a second......
....Do you think when Strade walks around his own home and spots Ren just chillin', he feels the need to make a noise at him? Like most owners do with their actual pets? Ren will just be hanging out minding his own business, when all the sudden "Maaaooww" from down the hall?
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thedetectiveofinaba · 10 months
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A concept of a post-game Naoto who works part-time at Junes to earn some moneys/not go insane from stopping all work but doesn't get her groceries from Junes is both very amusing and IC & sth I want to write and plot. She'd definitely follow her principles on supporting small brands and trying to show local "spineless teens" how to do a store chain boycott properly even though some would say she's an active Junes hater.
She'd never claim she's a Junes hater bc blind hate over a brand because it's mainstream is immature and ineffective in her opinion. You can be critical towards a store without being an immature bitch in her opinion and she'd rather choose the Calm and Adult Option since she totally is an adult. She is well aware on how Junes' manager (Yosuke's father) didn't choose this destination and is still confused on how the locals choose to bitch and complain about Junes while being hypocrites.
Sometimes people just choose to be idiots and aren't teens who were forced to grow up too quickly or they act before thinking/saying things.
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home-of-renn · 4 months
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What if when ghosts - including Danny - enter that form with a ghostly tail it means they have to consciously be aware of their own physical appearance.
For actual ghosts it's not that big of a deal since most of them already have the disconnection from humanity that comes with death. Many of them have either been dead too long to remember what a human form should properly look like while others just straight up don't care, and for most, it's just subconscious and they don't have to really think about it.
But Danny's a little anxious about it.
On one hand, it means that he gets to play some really great pranks on Sam and Tucker, but on the other hand, it also means that most people end up terrified and starkly reminded that their local superhero is, in fact, just one of the many ghosts that he fights.
But I'm not talking huge differences in appearance - nah, I'm a fan of unnerving, pre-eldritch Danny.
So in the heat of the moment Danny slips up and his arms may appear just a little too long, his teeth a little too sharp, his body distorted just enough to make your hair stand on end. His eyes reflect in the dark and his Lichtenburg scars stand out a little too starkly against his bloodless pallor. His suit loses that hazmat sheen and dulls to a smokey charcoal black, looking far too tight, stretched to its limits against muscle and bone, fused with his skin.
His hands get a little too big and his victorious grin stretches a little too wide across his face.
Sometimes, in the heat of battle, if you get a little too close, you can see something reminiscent of burn scars crawling up his neck and across his jaw, wrinkling his lips and creeping higher with his anger. The flesh, web-like and raised, but just as colourless as his complexion. Scars that only those who'd been saved and clutched tight in Phantom's arms have ever claimed to see.
But only sometimes.
Most of the time Phantom isn't even scary in the traditional sense - just the extreme Uncanny Valley sense. Most of the time Phantom is sarcastic and quick-witted and almost charming. Most of the time.
Nowadays Danny's got a better grip on it. It doesn't happen often.
But when it does, the Fenton's claim that it's proof of Phantom's deceit, hiding his sinister nature and deceiving Amity Park. It's something his parents never fail to use to try and prove just how inhuman he really is.
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tommykinard6 · 4 days
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Should I be eating and resting? Yes. Am I? No, so come join me for a dissertation on Tommy Kinard being lonely.
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Edit to add a note since I saw a reblog about it: Tommy has no canonical age right now and Lou is 39, 40 later this year, so that is my basis for saying he’s 39.
Now when I say lonely, I don’t mean that he has no one whatsoever. I can picture him going for drinks with his team or having some Muay Thai buddies that he could call up if he really was inclined. Maybe an old army buddy or two.
But there’s something about Tommy that’s just achingly lonely, both when he was at the 118 and now at Harbor.
Tommy had a broken home, or some other kind of unstable childhood. Maybe his parents split, maybe he was mistreated, maybe he was in the system or was passed around family members. Maybe he was isolated as a child because he was a little overweight (I think Lou said something along those lines) and was bullied. I think Tommy didn’t really have any friends until high school, when puberty hit and maybe he started working out and probably joined the football team. I don’t know if anyone remembers what teenage boys are like, but I can imagine they were the same as they are today back in the 90s/early 00’s. Because around this time, Tommy might’ve started to realize that something was very different about him.
Now this isn’t a meta about how I think Tommy dealt with his sexuality (maybe I’ll do one of those later) but I think he never would’ve risked his football friends knowing even if he himself could acknowledge it, which I doubt. So he messed around, got in trouble with these guys, hung out with the bros, and pretended to be interested in girl talk.
Of course, eventually, his buddies all got girlfriends and he was always the odd one out again.
He didn’t do college. The army was his next step. And I feel like this might have been the first time in his life he wasn’t lonely. He’d learned to blend in by this point and he worked with some great people. But as he started making real friends for the first time, he also started losing them as the war tore them away.
Tommy left the army and joined the fire department. There was an aching hole where the camaraderie of the army had filled previously and with no education beyond a high school diploma, Tommy thought the fire department would replicate that. Not the police though. He’d had enough of guns.
(And ohhhh now so many ideas on his thoughts during the sniper)
But he ended up at the 118 and quickly realized that his team had maybe more of a DADT stance than the army. He realized that he had to put on an elaborate act to fool his fellow firefighters, who had more time on their hands and more prejudice they were willing to wield to pick apart his life. Tommy, who maybe had only just started to acknowledge he felt differently about guys with less panic than before, had no choice but to backslide. He acted and acted and crafted a person he wasn’t until the day that maybe he was. Sal was his closest buddy at the 118 and Tommy had no doubt that Sal would be one of the first to make his life hell. Gerrard seemed to look at Tommy as some sort of mentee. Boxed in by two notorious bigots, Tommy had never felt more claustrophobically alone.
Chim was the first one to reach out a hand of friendship, or at least the first one that didn’t come with caution tape, but he was also an “other” and Tommy, who was confused and afraid and had just had his captain call his bluff on his fake girlfriend, lashed out. Then he allowed Chim in and Chim wasn’t interested in being besties but he was a great drinking buddy and movie buddy and Tommy felt safest around him.
Then Hen came and Tommy watched her get the same treatment he was afraid of. Not that he had to worry about the racism, and he was aware of the privilege, but Hen didn’t exactly hide herself and he watched them bully his lesbian coworker. He let himself get pulled into it all and hated himself for it, but was too cowardly to break away from it. He wasn’t sure why Hen had forgiven him, but she became the only other person on shift he felt even a little safe around other than Howie. But then Chimney and Hen became best friends and Tommy fell to the wayside. They still included him, sure, but they were always a pair and there was something there that Tommy didn’t know but longed for. A closeness he’d never felt.
A best friend. A juvenile idea to him, but one he’d never truly had.
Then Gerrard was gone and Sal got transferred and the 118 moved forward under Captain Nash, but Tommy felt left behind, even in what was the most united A shift team yet. Because he was over 30 and was starting to be unable to ignore everything that he’d had to hide under Gerrard, as he no longer had a distraction from it.
He’d been a pilot in the army, so he transferred to Harbor. And Harbor was great. He wasn’t best buds with anyone (he was starting to think that was never in the cards for him) but his team didn’t carry the same baggage that the 118 had.
So Tommy started to come to terms with himself. He started to date for the first time and came out to his team. And he had several boyfriends, but most couldn’t handle the job or his baggage or the desperate need he had to be wanted. His most long term partner cheated and the one he fell hardest for couldn’t deal when Tommy was injured on the job. Even within his own relationships, he felt like he was destined to stand alone.
Tommy was 39 years old and alone, as always, when Chimney walked back into his life, dragging an adorable and also extremely hot blonde and a stoic brunette that radiated ex military in a way only ex military could know. And then Hen was there and they were trying to rescue their captain and his wife and they clearly loved each other fiercely and like family.
And as Tommy listened, flying through the remnants of a cat 5 hurricane, he thought to himself that he should’ve never left. Simply just never found himself if only that meant being part of the family the 118 was now. However, he knew deep down that he still would’ve been alone and on the outside.
And they rescued the survivors and Tommy thought that was it but then Eddie wanted to hang out. And they liked the same things and had similar experiences and Tommy couldn’t help the hope. Because the loneliness had grown stifling and now he could breathe a little. And then Evan, the cute blonde, wanted a tour of the hanger and he thought that maybe he was being hit on.
And then at the end of it all, Tommy was left realizing that he’d wedged himself between two best friends and that was what happened when he allowed himself to hope. So he went to Evan to apologize. He would get Evan and Eddie to talk to each other and then would fade into the background.
But then Evan was sweet and apologetic and told him that he was part of the 118 family simply by helping them. Tommy couldn’t help it. Here he was, at 39, with a little boy still waiting inside of him to be soothed. And Evan was hot and sweet and Tommy couldn’t help himself.
And he really liked Evan. Evan was adorable. But their first date didn’t go as planned and Tommy knew he was already whipped. So he removed himself before someone could get hurt. Evan deserved better and so did he, even if the loneliness was stifling again.
But then Evan texted him and looked at him with sparkling blue eyes over too sweet coffee and wanted him. Him. He wanted Tommy and to have something with Tommy and he wanted him to come to his sister’s wedding with him.
And Tommy looked at him and saw someone who could finally fill the ache he’d felt his whole life. He saw a man who he knew he wanted to take a chance with. All he had to do was jump.
And he did.
And it wasn’t solved, not immediately and never fully. Too many wounds were left gaping for too long to ever heal. But for the first time in his life, at 39, with the 118 surrounding him and Buck as the sunshine at his side, Tommy finally felt at peace.
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lovelylostminds · 2 years
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Headcanon: Charlotte sleep talks; and it’s always like, complementing others, wishes, things like that.
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