#connor headcannons

[airbendertendou]

a small compilation of moments between autistic!reader + connor happy disability pride month <3

anon requested : hi! i was wondering if you could do something with connor and the autistic reader and like them going nonverbal and how he would handle that? You don’t have to do it if you don’t wanna! :)

please do not use this as a way to self-diagnose. having one thing in common does not necessarily mean you are autistic. im not a therapist or doctor, if you think you’re on the spectrum, talk to them. <3

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temperature irregulation ♥︎

hank was a firm believer in a cold house. when the summer season came and brought a heatwave with it, the older man wouldn’t allow anything other than a brisk, chilly living room.

it was often you’d come over to go over old cases and study with hank. interning with the detroit police department was fun — the academy, however, you could live without. you’d learned to dress warm when visiting hank’s house, having a hard time warming up once you were cold.

“here,” a thicker sweater is placed over the couch, the sleeve laying on your shoulder. you take it without thought, swapping your thinner one for the new one. connor smiles at the pattern on your fuzzy socks, the sight of your toes curling in delight at the warmth bringing something tender to his brain. “better?”

you nod with a hum, “thanks, detective.”

hank rolls his eyes, hiding the curl of his lips at your obliviousness. “anyways, as i was saying—”

[interrupted] routine ♥︎

every day at 12:10 pm, you’d wander into the breakroom for a snack and drink refill. connor didn’t mean to memorize your specific regimen — but after watching you do the same thing for a week straight, it stuck to his mind.

you loitered in the doorway to the breakroom, peeking in occassionally to see if it’d emptied out any. gavin caught your gaze, rolling his eyes at your hesitance. it was then you spotted the mug in his hands — your mug, the one you always used. your frown deepened.

connor budged his way into the crowd, bumping into gavin and causing his drink to spill. every curse leaving the human’s mouth went ignored — connor only watched as you cowered away from gavin’s angry steps as he left. grabbing the dropped mug, connor rinsed it four times before holding it out to you shyly.

you crept into the breakroom, grabbing the handle of the mug and shooting the android a thankful grin.

stimming with pressure ♥︎

hank opened the door to his house with a sigh. connor’s eyebrows furrowed as he tilted his head, questioning the elder silently. hank leans against the door, “[name]’s been here a while, s’all. won’t leave my bathtub.”

a safe zone, connor concludes, somewhere small and compact ; where you could see every corner and every threat. he makes his way to the bathroom without another thought, pausing at the sight of you.

your eyes are closed, face crumpled in displeasure as you clench and unclench your fists in a pattern. connor knocks on the door, announcing his presence without startling you. your eyes fly open, “hello, detective.”

“you can call me connor, if you’d like.” the android steps further into the bathroom slowly, allowing you to object if you need to. your eyes stay on him — his thirium pump stutters in his chest. “anything i can do to help?”

taking in a deep breath, you puff your cheeks as you release the air. “maybe. if you don’t think it’s weird.”

connor stares down at you, his upper lip curled in hesitance as you lay in hank’s bed. you adjust yourself, wiggling around until you’ve splayed your limbs where you want them. you blink up at him, “well?”

“it is a little... strange.” connor tries to be nice, he really does. but asking an android to lay on you — to put their full weight on you — he’s concered. “i will crush you.”

you roll your eyes, “i have a weighted blanket at home ; it’s no different.”

“i weigh quite a bit more than—”

“are you going to lay on me or not, connor?”

maybe it was the sound of you saying his name for the first time ; maybe it was the way you looked so defeated. whatever it was, connor found himself laying on you as gently as he could. the relaxation was immediate — he could feel the breath of relief you let out ; the way your body sagged.

you fell asleep that way — with connor holding his breath and tensing up the closer you got.

sensory overload ♥︎

the scene you were going to was a lot. it was nighttime now, the sirens and flashing lights bringing everyone’s attention this way. hank leaves the car first, grumbling as he goes. the sound that leaks through his open door causes you to whimper.

connor turns his head to you, “everything alright?”

your gaze hasn’t left the window as you squint, blinking at all of the lights. you gulp before biting your lip. “i’ll be fine. this is what i signed up for.”

you’re barely out of the car and already wincing at the noise and the lights. you can’t see hank ; can’t hear or understand anything being said around you. the world is blinking in hues of red and blue, wailing sirens going off with every flash of the lights.

the sound grows muffled as soft and sturdy hands cup your ears. a thumb moves from your ear briefly, just long enough for you to hear a whisper. “close your eyes and i’ll lead you into the house. that’s where the lieutenant is.”

trusting connor’s words — a little too easily — you squeeze your eyes shut. your hands go up to cover his, sealing your ears from the harsh sounds around you. stumbling a little here and there, you eventually feel a difference in temperature as you enter the house.

letting out a sigh, your shoulders moving with the motion, slowly your eyes peel open. you glance at connor, ignoring the tenderness of his gaze. “thanks, connor.”

he lets out a deep breath, ignoring the sly grin hank sends his way. “no problem, [name].” 

verbal shutdown ♥︎

it happened so quick. your safe foods had vanished from their designated cabinet ; your chair’s wheel was squeaking incessently ; hank hadn’t shown up today. everything was piling on and you finally exploded.

the evidence locker was empty as you shakily typed in hank’s password. you hit the wrong button a few times, squeezing your eyes together at the little beeps. your breathing picks up — you hold it in your chest and shake your hands, releasing the tension built inside you.

you all but crawl into the secure room, your back hitting the wall as you sit down. your eyes squeeze shut again and you go through the motions, choosing the less destructive ways to calm yourself down.

none of them work.

when connor finds you, you’re drawing shapes on the floor with your finger. you’ve curled into yourself, not making a sound ; your usual means of comfort absent from your lips. he walks to you cautiously, “[name]? hank has returned. he’s asking to see you.”

you don’t move ; not a sound falls from your lips. connor sits in front of you, crossing his legs as he waits. from his suit pocket comes a ring of multicolored notecards — your eyes flash to his at the sight of them. connor holds them out further so that you can see them properly. “want to use these?”

a miniscule nod, but it’s enough to make him smile. “alright,” he flicks through the blue cards — feelings. stopping at your set of upset verbs, he slides the ring your way. “any of these describe how you’re feeling?”

a shaky finger hits the word overstimulated before dragging over to panic. connor nods, flipping to the pink set — solutions. “what do you want to do? go home ; nap ; have a snack ; get your puzzle book ; coloring book...” connor holds them up to you, reading out each one until you nod — except you don’t. pausing, connor speaks up again, “want me to leave?”

you shake your head. slowly, your hand crawls across the floor until it meets his. you nudge his hand, curling your fingers under his. connor holds his breath, adjusting your fingers until you’re holding hands properly. his eyes stay to the floor, “this is okay, too. let me know when you’re ready to leave.”

emotional regulation ft. lots of crying ♥︎

“connor,” your voice brings him out of his work. standing beside his desk, connor watches as you sway side to side. he tilts his head and it makes your eyes water. “i’m going to cry.”

that was his cue to take you into his arms. connor stands to do so, gathering your body against his and rocking you side to side slowly. your body hiccups a few times, sniffles leaving your nose occassionally. you seem to calm down even more as he rubs your back soothingly — connor’s led light flashes yellow as he stores that information for later.

you pull away with a deep breath, rubbing your face with the hoodie you’re wearing. connor frowns, “better?”

you nod, “needed that. thank you.”

“want to tell me what upset you? only if you want to.”

connor never knew what to expect your answer to be. sometimes you just shook your head and snuggled close to him again. other times, you did talk about why you were crying and it made connor realize the extent of human emotions. 

“no more chocolate in the snack cabinet.”

“had a nice dream.”

“hank is wearing yellow.”

“it’s such a pretty day today!”

“too much noise.”

“gavin cut his hair.”

you let out another sniffle, lips pouting in thought. “not too sure this time. jus’ felt like i needed to cry.”

connor nods to himself, his led light whirring yellow once more. “i’m glad you feel comfortable with me, [name]. i’ll be here if you need another cry.”

you grin, meeting his eyes for a brisk second before reaching out to hold his hand. you swing your entwined hands lightly, grin softening into something gentle. “i know. thanks, con.”

the detective was sure he’d implode because of you soon. just not yet — not when you’re still holding his hand.

——♥︎—— for some reason my brain tells me to only write autistic readers n pair them w connor. like?? work w me here!! anyways. i hope this was okay, remember to take your meds, drink some water and have a nice snack!! airbendertendou © do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform. if you see my content under any other name than my own, let me know. i only have this tumblr and an ao3 account under the same name.

#connor imagine #connor x reader #dbh connor x reader #dbh connor imagine #autistic!reader #autistic reader #dbh x reader #detroit become human imagine #detroit become human x reader #connor headcannons #connor drabbles #dbh drabbles #dbh imagine #detroit become human drabbles

[chaussetteblanche]

Could you write a boyfriend!Kit Connor headcannon? Like what it's like to date kit? I just thought that would be rlly cute (^·^)

thanks so much for requesting !! kinda went off, don’t know how long this is :)

boyfriend!Kit headcannon

- right so i just think that kit would be so boyfriend

- like big sweaters

- gives amazing hugs, where you enter a soft, warm and safe world of clean cotton and sweet kisses

- would hug you so tight every time, wouldn’t ever want to let go

- definitely makes stupid jokes like

- “babe what’s this sweater made of ?”

- “i dunno, cotton ?”

- “no, it’s made of boyfriend material, babe,”

- you’d always laugh, of course

- and he’s just to caring and attentive

- had a bad day ? he’s at your door with take out, ready to spend the evening cuddling and listening to you rant

- period-related cramps ? man is RUNNING, i’m talking Usain Bolt shit, to the pharmacy and buying half the stock of pain killers, pads, tampons before getting you anything you crave

- sick ? he’s got a day off work before you know it, will not let you get out of bed, will spoon-feed you chicken broth and won’t leave your side

- he’s not afraid of you getting him sick, he’s almost never sick

- immune system is UP

- he’ll definitely get you to help him rehearse his lines for any upcoming movies or shows

- loves watching you change voices and facial expressions when you help him

- if you two live together, he’s not taking ANY of the gender roles shit

- man is cleaning up after himself and after you, everything is fair in your household

- he respects your boundaries, your work or your studies

- loves cooking with you but when you don’t, you take turns cooking and cleaning

- ain’t no way IN HELL he’s leaving you to do all the housework

- plus he thinks he looks damn good in that pink apron you have lying around in your closet

- if you’re not living together, he’s still helping out as much as he can

- he’s definitely a little scared of bugs but if you are too, he’ll take it upon himself to get them out of the house

- will NEVER kill a bug

- like sure they’re ugly and you don’t want them inside but that’s not a reason to kill then

- “you can’t just go about offing people just ‘cause they’re ugly can you ? same with bugs, innit ?”

- if you’re not scared of bugs, he’s happily hopping on a chair and waiting for you to get it out

- there have been multiple times where you both spotted a very big spider and just collectively agreed to leave the apartment and come back a few hours later, hoping it would be out of sight

- loves sleeping besides you

- will hog the covers

- like will roll up in them like a burrito

- you have to put blood, sweat and tears into every single inch of duvet you get after he’s rolled up, it’s a real struggle because my man is ASLEEP

- def snores a bit

- not like a loud, grizzly bear snore

- but more like a slightly heavy breathing

- but you don’t mind, it lulls you to sleep

- he fckin loooves the rain and the wind and the snow

- just lives for winter

- as much as he loves the summer (cause you’ll wear less clothes) his favourite is definitely the winter

- you’ll spend most of your time together laughing

- like he’s so funny and unhinged sometimes

- loooves to tease you

- about anything really

- expect anything that he notices you get insecure or vexed about, he’s really sensitive as to not hurt you in any way

- but if you mispronounce a word once, it’s coming up in every single conversation for days

- if he’s taller than you he’ll tease you about your height and will purposefully stand close to you to make you feel smaller

- if he’s smaller than you, he’ll definitely use you as something to lean on

- loves touching you all the time

- a hand on the thigh is usually his go to

- but when you’re walking maybe he’ll have his hand in your back pocket or around your shoulders

- loves kissing you, everywhere

- lips and forehead are his go to, but your temples and your nose he also likes to kiss

- he’s not too big on PDA, but will make sure people know you’re together by, as stated above, touching you in some way

- gives the most intoxicating kisses

- like you need a second to gather yourself after most of his kisses

- neck kisses omggg

- you know that scene in heartstopper when he’s “recharging” on charlie

- def does that every time he sees you + neck kisses

- doesn’t really get jealous because he trusts you more than anyone but will definitely get annoyed if someone isn’t taking the hint

- let’s say someone’s hitting on you at the bar, and you’re been very that you aren’t interested but they’re still insisting, he will come up to you, wrap his arms around you and give you the loudest, sloppiest and dirtiest kiss ever right in front of that person

- will then strike up a conversation, completely ignoring the other person, and will wait for them to leave

- is so invested in your life like everything you do is so interesting to him

- you learnt something in school ? tell him about it. you saw someone you hadn’t seen in a while ? tell him about it. started a new show or a new book ? tell him about it.

- man wants to know EVERYTHING there is to know about you

- he definitely remembers every single you thing you tell him in detail

- you’ll tell him about your favourite kind of salad one day and literal months later, he’ll come back with groceries and will have bought that specific kind of salad

- “i didn’t know you liked this kind of salad,”

- “never had it before, but it’s your favourite, so i bought it,”

- GAH melting

- also communication KING

- like we see in heartstopper, he says all the important shit and i feel like he’d be the same in real life

- you’ve been acting distant ? he’s gently asking you about it, has he done something ? he notices you’ve been stressed, are there any reasons ? he notices you’re not eating much ? is anything troubling you ? frowning at yourself in the mirror ? he’s making sure your alright and feeling beautiful

- overall i just think he’d be so sweet and attentive

- just the best boyfriend ever

- so kit if you read this and wanna correct me on anything, i’d gladly spend a few weeks (months, years, lifetimes) as your girlfriend to write a more realistic version

- i’m serious

- call me

- please

#kit connor #kit connor x reader #kit connor x you #kit connor headcannon #kit connor imagine

[orphicrose]

Masterlist

Request

Want to do

Hazbin & Helluva

One-shots

- Old man vs Iphone (Alastor x Reader)

- Tiny spider (Alastor x Reader)

Series

- The co-host (Alastor x Overlord!Reader) [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10]

Headcannons

- Stolas

Arcane

one shots

- The sunset between us (MyloxFem!Reader)

- In fire and anguish (VanderxFem!Reader)

- Legend of the horse (MyloxFem!Reader)

- Arcane Augmentation (ViktorxInventor!Fem!Reader)

Series

- Buttercup (Caitlyn x Zaun!Fem!Reader) [1] [2] [3]

Headcannons

- Close friends - Modern Au - Being taken in by silco

Detroit

Headcannons

- Connor&Hank

Rick and Morty

One-shots

- The only one (Rick x Fem!reader)

Red Dead Redemption 2

Series

- Fish out of water (Arthur x OcPirate!Fem!Reader) [0] [1]

One shots

- Stray (Mentor!Hosea x Child!Reader) - Colter (Hosea x Male!Reader) - Brothers in arms (Sean x Male!Reader) - Had it coming (Camp x Reader

#arcane #rick and morty #arcane league of legends #ocs #rick x reader #x reader #fanfiction #rick sanchez #arcane x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel alastor x reader #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor fluff #vander #masterlist #dbh connor #hank anderson #umbrella academy #red dead redemption 2 #reqs open #connor x reader #hank x reader #headcannons #smut

[poorlydrawnandroids]

Every man (and android) for himself. 

More siblings content because idk that’s just the 2023 mood. My brother and I brought it in by drinking gross champagne and singing to the cats. Happy New Year!

#dbh connor #rk900 dbh #nines dbh #siblings #detroit become human #dbh #siblings memes #hank anderson #hank dbh #dad hank #i am keeping my promise on this series guys #it's coming along #there's also no greater motivation than procrastination #i have... so much homework #it's due in 3 hours #but i have a typing speed of 100+ wpm and a fear of failure that will make sure it's in on time #minor tw for dismembered limbs #tw mess #i wholeheartedly headcannon that deviants can be super messy #they just wanna chill #can't blame them for that #also someone asked me to draw sumo awhile back and i would like to point them in the direction of the mouse i drew #the answer is yes but please keep your expectations low #you know #like everything here #my style is so very inconsistent but let's all just vibe #also they're finally playing games together good for them #comic

[thief-of-eggs]

There’s just something so special to me about the emotional aspects of Timkon’s relationship.

Like- they are both eachother’s rock, but in different ways. Kon is one of the only consistencies in Tim’s life, is always there for him, is always a shoulder to cry and rest on. He knows how to soothe him when things get to be too much, knows how to bring him down from any emotional ledge.

And for Kon- Tim is his. His relationship with Tim is one of the few things about Kon’s life that he got to pick, one of the only things that he gets to know that no one else can touch, no one else can control. And Tim is always there to encourage and uplift him, to ease him through his own insecurities.

Like. My boys are both so emotionally damaged. But they both carry eachother through their worst times. And I adore that about them

#timkon #tim drake #kon el #dc #kon el superboy #kon el kent #kon kent #connor kent #timkon headcannon #tim drake headcanon #tim x kon

[repairgirl]

being a stoll sister would include...

anon requested…

Hey! Are you willing to write a connor n travis x sister reader and just her being a mediator to their chaos n stuff and them all just being really close If u could thatd be great <33

t/w: cursing

a/n: hey anon! hopes this lives up to your expectations :)

there are no better siblings in the world. legitimately none. 

being connor and travis’s sister is the perfect combo of playful sibling banter and actually caring for each other

newsflash: the stolls are big softies under all those layers of humor. who would’ve thunk?

to start, you all share clothing 

but this mainly consists of you and connor stealing travis’s clothes

it’s obviously your duty as the younger siblings to annoy the fuck out of the oldest

and bother him to any capacity possible

at first it started as necessity, but quickly became a bit

“Y/N I swear to the gods if I see my orange hoodie in your hamper”

“Mine was dirty! I wasn’t going to suffer and stay cold!”

*aggressive pillow fight” 

anyway. 

they have roped you into their shenanigans since you came out of the womb 

quite literally 

you’re a few years younger than the two, so since you were an infant they had a knack for making you laugh so hard you almost threw up 

example: after getting dumped by your partner, they took every photo you ever had of him, from wallet polaroids to framed pics in the cabin to  photos on the wall, and put little clown wigs and clown nose stickers on them. 

iconic

and don’t even get me started on april fools 

you were the BIGGEST victim of this god forsaken holiday in the Hermes cabin 

every single member of Hermes’s bed was covered in tinfoil, pillow to bedpost. inconvenient but not really a problem, right? 

wrong. 

every. single. article. of clothing. that you owned. also covered in tinfoil.

and put in the REFRIGERATOR 

travis really got his payback for the clothes stealing, huh? 

but when they aren’t bothering you and making you just annoyed enough that it’s enjoyable but not annoyed enough for you to beat them up, they’re very sincere brothers

when you’re sick, they fight over who gets to bring you food from the dining pavillion 

“I need to get credit for being the better brother!”

“No, I do!”

“I was born first!”

“Well, I’m better!”

you get the point 

all in all, you love them, and they love you. you’d do anything for each other, as good siblings do. <3

#request #anon #headcannon #travis stoll #travis stoll x reader #stolls #stoll brothers #stolls x reader #connor stoll #connor stoll x reader #stolls headcannon #connor stoll hc #connor stoll headcannon #travis stoll hc #travis stoll headcannon #hoo #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus hc #heroes of olympus headcannon

[lavaspark]

Peter Maximoff headcannons because im bored and I just love my boy so much:

There are pillows+blankets thrown seemingly randomly around the manor at all times in case (and it’s very often true) Peter forgets to eat for more than three hours, which, because he has a SUPER heightened metabolism will cause his body to just shut down if he doesn’t get the correct calorie intake with very little room for error. Hence after the third or fourth time Charles got a student sprinting into his office in a panic explaining how “Mr. Peter just collapsed sir! We don’t know what’s wrong!” He consulted with the staff and decided to put “nap spots” all around the house in case Peter had an accident and needed to sleep somewhere comfortable until Hank had measured whatever was wrong.

Conversely this has led to the X-Men taking tallies for how many times they’ve had to catch Peter when he stood up too fast or skipped his required afternoon snack. Charles caught him twice, once when they first met in the museum (Peter hadn’t had time to grab breakfast before the big jailbreak) and again during a meeting, Peter had been unusually quiet during the whole of the meeting and kept looking around with glazed eyes. Charles had mentally asked him whether he was alright, Peter had merely nodded and looked back down. When the meeting ended Peter had stood up and his knees immediately buckled, Charles had only caught him because he’d been sitting right next to him at the time.

Kurt caught him once (he had nearly fallen off the roof during a party because he’d passed out too close to the edge, Kurt caught him before he’d passed the second floor)

Storm once barely saved him by wildly grabbing the edge of his harness as his eyes rolled back in his head at the top of the main staircase. (She NEVER let him live that one down, and every time he scaled the stairs afterward she’d ask him whether he was planning on fainting again or whether he could go up the stairs like a big kid now) He usually responds by snorting and/or flipping her off.

Jean caught him once in the garden, he had been walking across the grounds with a group of first-years talking about the school when he had trailed off and she very clearly heard him murmur “oh, shit.”

He had stumbled forward, already completely unconscious and she had caught him with her powers, careful to not let his head hit the stone slates on the path. There were no major injuries, just a headache and a gaggle of terrified first years. (Peter had insisted on seeing them when he woke up a few moments later, Hanks “nutrient IV” already hooked up to his arm. He didn’t want them to be scared, they should know he was fine.) Jean had just laughed and told him he could see them when Hank had finished running the medical diagnostics for todays “nap attack.”

Scott’s only incident was early on in their friendship, Peter had been walking down the hallway the opposite direction as Scott. They’d nodded, exchanged a quick high-five and continued walking, or at least Scott had. Peter had crumpled backwards into Scott’s back, knocking them both to the ground and knocking the wind out of Scott. “Musta been some high-five” Scott had joked later in the medbay, Hank was clucking indignantly at Peter for skipping his lunch. Peter had smiled apologetically at Scott, and something in his heart fully went out to this weird, weird kid.

Raven had caught him only once, and it had been more of a redirection than a proper interception. It had been during a training session, she was standing next to him in line when he’d simply vaulted sideways, she had automatically rolled to the side, leaving him to fall to the ground, his head rolling listlessly to the side as Kurt rushed forward. “She didn’t even TRY to catch you man” Scott had howled next to him later that day. Peter had crossed in arms in front of him in annoyance “Yeah, she shouldn’t HAVE too! Once I get this sorted out I swear to you-“ He had been interrupted by a packet of peanut butter crackers sailing through the air to strike him in the side of the head. Hank had merely gestured at them and smirked.

With Erik it was…different. He’d arguably caught Peter the most times out of anybody, always catching onto the metal in his harness or jacket with his powers before the kid fell. But the first time it had been quite different from any of the other incidents. For one thing, they had been in the middle of an actual mission when it had happened.

In Peter’s defense, he really HADN’T skipped any meals that day. None. He just wasn’t expecting to have as much strain put on him as he ended up getting, namely in the shape of 20-odd men armed with automatic rifles opening fire on his team, no, FAMILY.

He had acted instantly, all Erik saw was a blur darting all around then, little more than a haze as it circled them. He heard the gunshots, felt the metal cutting towards them, he also felt the bullets being knocked out of the air one by one, falling to the ground with a sound like pebbles on sheet metal.

When it was over there Peter had stood, his face grey and pale, wheezing slightly as he stood there. On his cheek was a single crimson-red line that leaked a thin stream of blood that ran down his face into his uniform. He had raised a shaking hand and touched the wound, barley reacting as he made contact. He raised his now-bloody hand and his gaze shifted unsteadily back to Erik, a hollow smile spreading across his face.

“…guess I missed one, huh?”

Then Peter Maximoff had crumpled to the ground lifelessly in front of Erik’s eyes.

Erik had caught him of course, he stopped his upper body from contacting the ground, grabbing onto the metal he had never been more thankful for in Peter’s harness. Peters head had tilted listlessly backwards at the motion, his face uncharacteristic devoid of any emotion.

It made Erik feel strangely ill, seeing Peter like this, still.

Peter was NEVER still, at least not completely. He was perpetually bouncing his leg or excitedly talking about whatever new thing he’d discovered in the world, fidgeting mindlessly with his hands as he spoke or running his fingers through his hair. Now he was doing none of those things and the only indication Erik had that he was even alive was the dull rasping of Peter’s breathing.

When Peter woke up in the medbay, surrounded by machines and IV’s and scared-looking mutants Erik wasn’t among them. He never spoke to Peter about that day again. Merely nodding to him stiffly in the halls when he saw him. Never exchanging more than a few words. Nonetheless, sometimes when Peter was blinking blearily awake, the familiar pinch of an IV needle embedded in his left arm, he’d feel a weak tugging at the necklace he always wore around his neck. And though he never asked or told anyone about it, Peter always suspected he knew who was checking in on him in their own strange way.

#charles xavier #erik lensherr #cherik #x men first class #x men imagine #peter maximoff #erik lensherr x charles xavier #x men movies #headcanon #peter maximoff headcanon #kurt connors #jean grey #raven darkholme #X-Men headcannons #Peter Maximoff is the GOAT #Quicksilver #dadneto

[ineedtogetalife11]

mood boards+hcs

Okay its time to do something I've always wanted to do. I'm going to make noodboards for all of my fictional obsessions. I can't decide which one to do first so here's a list of them so pls request them. If u ask I will put headcanons with it.

Ethan nakamura

Leo valdez

Theodore nott

Tom riddle

Mattheo riddle

Loki(magnus chase)

Tsam harry osborn

Connor stoll

jack(magnus chase)

Lorenzo Berkshire

Draco malfoy

Tam song

Rodrick heffley

Legolas

Thraundil

Sirius black

Remus lupin

I will also write and make boards for others for those series so feel free to request

#x reader #Pjo #Lotr #Hp #Hoo #Ethan nakamura x reader #Connor stoll x reader #Headcannons #moodboard #harry osborn #Tam song #Tom riddle #Mattheo riddle #Theodore nott #lorenzo berkshire #Leo valdez x reader

[twoheartswrites]

You're drunk HCs

Male Reader (FTM Friendly) x Hank/Simon/Luther/Connor

Fluff/Sfw/Short Headcannons for each *You're all dating at this point* Detroit Become Human

CW: References to Alcoholic beverages -

Hank:

The moment he sees your drunken texts to him, he's already on his way to pick you up

He finds you at Jimmy's bar and Jimmy was a little amused by you being this drunk for once

Hank leans you against him, which you try to fight against, but let's be honest-

This protective man isn't taking risks.

He's a prepared guy, this isn't his first rodeo of course

He has paper bags on the side car door if you need to throw up and some water bottles in the back.

By the time you guys get home, Hank's carrying you into his room.

It's a cold room, and it feels so empty

And even Hank knows this.

Sometimes you look at this room and it just reminds you of the hardships that Hank had to get through to be here

Now drunk and sadly aware of that, you simply laid on the bed

"...Are you dead?" Hank huffed, lightly tapping my hand for a reaction

"Not yet" I huffed, looking up at the cieling

Hank sighed, fiddling with his thumbs as he looked at me spread out in his bed. It was quiet. Cold. But I couldn't move. I'm pretty sure if I move I'm only going to get dizzier

"Hank" I started, "can you hug me?"

Hank looked at me, smiling softly. He got up, setting himself on the bed with me.

"As long as you don't throw up on me" "I make no promises"

Simon:

Markus had to send Simon a text

Something that went along the lines of "Simon, get your boyfriend. He's drunk and he's ordering two McDonald's 20 chicken nugget orders"

Simon eventually finds you, Marcus, and North. Marcus is at the door making sure you don't try to leave, and North is simply adding fuel to the fire by entertaining whatever stupidity you're spouting

"[Name]'s been talking about you for the past 2 hours and making up pick up lines. Get him out of here"

Simon's driving you home while you're aggressively bobbing your head to "Mr Blue Sky" to which Simon may have fallen a little more in love with you after seeing that

When you guys get home, Simon is quick to follow the appropriate procedures on how to help people sober up

Meanwhile, you're on your couch watching whatever's on TV and talking back to the characters as if you were in the show

When Simon walks up to you, it flipped a switch in you

You're attention now on Simon

"Hey there, pretty boy" I hummed, my hand reaching up to his cheek, "did you know that I love you?"

Simon stopped for a moment, his eyes staring back into mine. I feel a flutter in my chest as he looks at me. His eyes are so gentle yet intense at the same time. I don't want his eyes looking at anybody else except me

"...You say that to me everyday" He mumbled, sitting beside me and handing me a water bottle

"I need you to drink this now, you reek of alcohol" He changed the subject, but I notice the change in his behavior. Mr. Cool-Calm-and-Collected loves the compliments.

I shook my head in defiance, "I'm not drinking that."

I knew I had to, but I wanted to bother Simon more. Get on his nerves, need his attention...

I noticed Simon take the water bottle and take a sip from it, but not swallowing it. He then grabs me by the collar of my shirt and kissed me, moving the water into my mouth succesfully.

In shock, I swallowed-

"Angel- that-"

"Just shut up and drink the water. I'm gonna warm up the bath" He huffed, hiding his face as he walked away, leaving me speechless.

Luther:

You guys were partying at a well known club

Luther seemed a little uncomfortable by so many people being there, but he was there to be your body guard

He stood behind you while you were sat down, drinking your fifth drink of the night

"I think it's time you put the glass down" Luther warn, gently placing his hand over my wrist to put my hand down.

"Noo" I whined, my hand reaching over to Luther's jacket to tug on it.

"Yes, [Name]. It's late and you have work tomorrow" He said, grabbing my jacket and starting to slip it on me. I tried once more to take a sip of my drink but Luther pulled me up close to him and lifted me up, carrying me bridal style.

"Luther, please. Just one more drink!" I begged, but Luther didn't budge. We were going home tonight

ya'll arrived home not too long after

He had set you in bed, grabbing water bottles that were already at the night stand

Luther turned on the tv in your room, playing your comfort show to distract you while he grabs snacks from the kitchen

When he got back into the room, he found you already passed out on the bed, asleep.

Next morning, with a hangover set and realizing that you were curled up to sweet Luther-- you were not happy. You tried wiggling your way out of his grasp, but he was hugging you tightly

"Luther, wake up" You whisper-shouted, still trying to escape

"No" He muttered, only pressing you tighter against me

"Puppy, please." I huffed, "I need to pee and, very possibly, throw up. Are you really going to stop your boyfriend from doing that?"

"Yes."

Connor:

Connor's waiting at home for you, staring and studying the pet you guys share while he waits

Until he hears a knock on the door

Connor, excited for your return, rushes to the door

And while you did return...

You were clinging to Hank, speaking incoherently with slurred words and jumbled up messes of sentences

"Kid was excited over the new case, and he's your problem now" Hank grumbled, also smelling of alcohol of course.

Connor led you back in the house, letting you slip wherever was most comfortable for you

which was the floor, apparently.

Connor, having learned from Hank, was ready to help you sober up.

After bringing the necessary resources, he sat down in front of you and helped you

"Connor"

"Yes, [Name]?"

"Do you love me?"

"Well I tell you everyday that I do, and I've been showing sings that I do according to the 'how to Love - a book for dummies'--"

"Here, let me rephrase. If I was a worm, would you still love me?"

"Well worms do not have the ability to process emotional information, and I don't have the emotional process to love bugs, so. No?"

"So the answer is no, you don't love me"

#DBH #detroid become human #Detroit #x male reader #male reader #m reader #x m reader #gay #ftm reader #x ftm reader #ftm friendly #Headcannons #DBH Connor #DBH Simon #DBH Hank #DBH Luther #&.TwoHeartsWrites

[basil-except-writing]

More BATIM/BATDR headcannons except from the past:

Henry created the designs for the main gang, Joey helped come up with personalities.

Sammy was one of the first employees of Joey Drew Studios

Sammy and Henry became good friends and got along very well.

Sammy and Henry were both overworked and sleep deprived so they would tell each other to stop working and go home to sleep in their own ways.

Sammy liked Susie and thought she was perfect for the role of Alice, they got along alright.

Susie was always nice to everyone around her before she was replaced.

Thomas Connor and Wally Franks hated each other, they would start arguing within seconds of seeing each other.

Shawn Flynn despised the Gent employees after his belt went missing.

Susie totally had a crush on Sammy for a little

After Henry left, Sammy forgot to take care of himself, barely leaving the studio and spending most of his time working. It got so bad to where he had once mistaken ink for bacon soup.

#BATIM / BATDR Headcannons #past #sammy lawrence #henry stein #joey drew #susie campbell #shawn flynn #thomas connor #wally franks

[coopersgal]

Type Of Music They Listen To Headcannons

I went with songs that fits there attitude and what I think they would listen to come on the one for Jensen he would definitely listen to that song because in his head he thinks he is that same the song choice I picked for Connor he would think he is that in the song.

Chris Mclean listens to

Connor listens to

Derek listens to

Jensen listens to

Gerry and Pete listens to

#Total Drama Island #Disventure Camp #Ridonculous Race #Headcannons #Chris Mclean #TDI Chris #TD Pete #TDRR Pete #TD Gerry #Connor Disventure Camp #Derek Disventure Camp #Jensen Disventure Camp #Requests Are Open

[cxrlypjs]

MY PJM HEADCANNONS 🗣️‼️ (Part 1 Ig?)

• Carly used to have long hair, but she decides to cut to change

• Cartoka is the younger twin imo

• Amaya is half american-korean

• Connor definitely has a cat

• Idk why but I think Greg might be German 😭

#pj masks carly #pjm headcannons #pj masks greg #pj masks amaya #pj masks connor #pj masks #pj masks headcanons

[24-7fandombrain]

Kleinphy headcanons because I swear to GOD these two need more content:

TW for (underage) drug use and sex, suicide and self-harm

They met because Jared and Connor happened to share the same place at the school they would smoke at. Connor walked in on Jared getting stoned one day. The two of them just stared at each for a moment, then Jared held his blunt out to Connor and was like, "Want a hit?" and they've been friends ever since

Their relationship started as just the two of them getting high together, but then one of them kissed the other and it turned sexual

They never put a label on their relationship. Friends with benefits? Fuck buddies? Boyfriends? Neither of them really knew

Connor got a burner to text Jared because he didn't want his parents (and especially his dad) finding out that he was gay

Zoe walked in on them once, but she never really saw who Connor was with (she would later assume that it was Evan)

They would drive up to nearby cliffs together when they wanted to get away from life

They'd make plans about leaving the city together after they graduated and getting up to shit

Connor was more of the "settle down and start a family" type than Jared, but he would never admit to it. The one thing Connor wanted more than anything was to buy a house with Jared

Jared was the only person who could calm down an angry Connor. (He did it by telling Connor he was really hot when he was angry)

Codependency issues

They made each other worse, and they both knew it. They didn't really care, though, because it felt too good

They would kiss each other's self-harm scars, but would never really tell each other to stop. Whenever they'd try, it would be like, "You really need to stop doing this." "You first." and the conversation would be over

They have called each other while crying more time than they can count. It became just a regular thing for them

Jared became really good at first aid from helping patch up Connor's injuries. He never asked where they came from, and he was never told

Jared's house was empty a lot of the time, so Connor would just text him, "I'm coming over," or just show up unannounced

They both learned how to climb up buildings and through windows over time. Especially Jared

There was only one picture of the two of them together. They'd swap who had it every now and then

They didn't really fight. They'd argue sometimes, and things would get heated, but Jared was really good at de-escalting the fight by just cracking some dumb joke

The one real fight they got into (over Jared being careless and the two of them almost being caught) was just days before Connor's suicide. Jared never forgave himself for it

Jared was the first person to find Connor's body. He didn't say anything because he thought that, even in death, Connor wouldn't have wanted his parents to know

Jared also took the picture from Connor's room so that his parents wouldn't find it

He also had to pretend, for the next three days, like nothing had happened

Jared originally helped Evan write the emails because he wanted to feel close to Connor again. He'd pretend like the emails were between him and Connor sometimes, instead of Evan and Connor

Jared hated the apple orchard being restored, but had to bite his tongue. Connor would tell him all the time that he was going to burn the orchard to the ground once he left

Jared never told anyone about him knowing Connor, even after Evan admitted to lying

Zoe eventually figured it out, but she never confronted Jared

#dear evan hansen #kleinphy #jared kleinman #connor murphy #headcannons #long post #conman

[th3-living-death]

Few random connor murphy headcannons

Tried to make it as gender neutral as possible!!

Warnings: there are a few smutty ones. Probably a few spelling and or grammar mistakes.  Connor being an idiot inlove. Mentions of drugs and suicide. 

-Connor isn't the kind for nicknames. I mean sure he calls you babe or stuff like that. But nothing to lovey dovey like sweetie or darling unless he's joking. 

-Lots of nicknames like nerd, idiot, brat, bitch, naggy. Stuff like that. 

-He'll never admit it. But he likes to be the little spoon sometimes. He likes to be held and be told everything will be ok. 

-but when he's the big spoon he traces his hand up and down your hip 

-you helped him alot with his mental health. He calls you when he needs support and is so glad your his. 

-lets just say you were dating him during the plot of the story right? After Connors suicide you'd get really close to Evan and Jared and they'd feel so bad-

-eventually when they tell you, you stop talking to them for around a year before you eventually try to forgive them.  

-he loves when you play with his hair. Finds it oddly comforting. 

-you two get high together.

-you have a picture of him that use as black mail. It's of him with a bunch of rainbow coloured clips in his hair and makeup on. 

-he hates it. 

-ofcourse you would never release it. You just use it when you need a little leverage.

-Jared flirts with you alot to annoy Connor. Cuz he gets jealous quite easy. 

-adores you in his clothes. Because he's quite tall his clothes are quite big on you and he loves you for it. 

-he definitely teases you because your short compared to him. 

-but for my taller people. He still teases you calls you a giraffe. 

-if your a theatre kid (like me) he loves watching you preform. He gets jealous if you have a love story with another person though.  

!!Nsfw stuffs bellow here!!

-massive tease. You can be in the the middle of class and you'll feel his hand running up your thigh slowly inching towards your crotch. 

-loves post sex cuddles. 

-likes to be dominate. 

-giving him head when he's stoned 🙏

-kinky mother fucker. 

-loves when you pull his hair. Urges him to continue. 

-I don't think he whimpers. I think he groans and mumbles swears.

-loves biting you and marking you up. Thinks it's hot. 

-consent is so important to him. If you don't give him explicit worded consent, he doesn't do anything. It's always "words babe", "c'mon use your words", "need you to speak up hon"

And that's it! Thank you so much for reading!! <33

#connor murphy smut #connor murphy #dear evan hansen #deh musical #first proper post #jared kleinman #evan hansen #smut #sincerely me #moxxies headcannons

[thedogtorwho]

But what if Nines had rocket shoes?

#Detroit Become Human #Detroit Connor #Detroit Nines #DBH #Gaming #ROCKET SHOES #Bryan Dechart #Said this was his headcannon

[misguidedswagger]

How You and Connor Met & Started Dating [Headcannons]

a/n: hi! i know its been a while since i’ve posted but i’ve been super busy! this has been in the drafts in a while, but i’ve finally had the time to finish it! and yes, ik, shut up obviously this isn’t connor, but just pretend it is. enjoy the headcannons! sorry for the shitty ending lmao

You were a transfer student to Connor's school, as your parents had just gotten new jobs in the area your senior year.

You were in the main entrance, trying to find your way to your homeroom

You were staring at the paper in your hands when you heard an annoying voice say something really rude to someone else, whether it was a joke or not "Very school shooter chic, Connor."

You flew forward before you even realized, "You're an asshole! You don't just say things like that to people!" The boy with the long hair opened his mouth to say something, but you spoke before he could.

"Woah, who's the new kid?" The asshole replied, looking you up and down, "You another freak too? Lovely." He said before walking away

You turned back to the boy you had defended, but he had shrunken into himself. "Hey, are you-"

He flicked his head up to you and yelled at you, “I don’t need saving!” 

And with that, he stormed off, leaving you alone

You were caught off guard, but weren’t too upset. He had a point, he never asked you to step in 

You were only trying to be nice.

Eventually, you found your way to homeroom

You walked up to the teacher and let him know you were the new student

He sat you all the way in the back

Next to Connor

You sat in the seat and began pulling out all your supplies needed for class

Class was pretty uneventful, but you tried your best to pay attention, it was your first day, after all.

In the middle of the lesson, you felt something hit you.

You looked down the piece of paper that had hit you and you looked in the direction it came from, seeing Connor staring out the window

You opened the paper ball and smiled softly at it,

“Thanks.”

You took a pen of a different ink color and wrote a response before you threw it behind you

You didn’t look at Connor, but you could hear the crinkling of the paper 

Before it could make its way back to you, the bell rang. You packed up your belongings before standing up and turning around to face Connor who was awkwardly standing there with the paper ball

“How do you know my name? Did you learn it just to see me freak out? Just so you can see Connor Murphy go crazy? Just like everyone else?” He demanded, moving frantically.

You shook your head and held your hands up defensively, “No, no. I heard that jerk use it early, You don’t have to worry about though. I just want to be friends, I promise.”

He hesitated before a scowl rested on his face, “Liar.” He walked out of the class before you chased after him and grabbed his sleeve

He stopped and looked down at you in surprise, “You’re still following me? Why?”

“Because I want to be friends, Connor! How can I convince you I’m telling you the truth?

He grimaced at you before glancing away for a moment, “What’s your name?”

“Well, my name is Y/n, but you can-”

“Your new name is dork. Where’s your next class, dork?”

He took your schedule and looked over it

“Cool. I have this next class too. Wanna walk together?”

You nodded gratefully, smiling. “I would love that.”

You could’ve sworn he had a small smile on his face before he wiped his mouth and it was gone

Connor had walked with you to your next class and made sure to sit next to you and distract you the whole period with drama about everyone, and who they were. 

“The asshole from earlier was Jared Kleinman. Truly a dickhead if I’ve ever seen one.”

“I agree. I’m so sorry about earlier. You don’t deserve that.��� You placed a comforting hand on Connor’s and his hand darted away from yours. He averted his gaze and you retracted your hand

After a moment of quiet, “Is it always like this for you?

You were a little nervous for the answer 

“Yeah.” 

You had never felt so awful for another person in your life.

“Connor, I-”

“What is this about for you? Why are you being nice to me? You have no reason to be. It’s probably because I’m just the weird-”

You obviously weren’t getting through to him, and that wasn’t his fault. This boy was so damaged and it seemed he’d never been treated well

You did the first thing you could think of and you grabbed his hand and held it with both of your hands, causing him to stop speaking halfway through his sentence 

He stopped speaking and accepted your touch, not knowing how else to react, 

You stayed like that the rest of class, no more words being exchanging, only your touch on one another.

The bell had eventually rung and you two had let go to put away your things 

Connor had waited for you, his hands by his sides as watched put your stuff away

You stood up and shyly held out your pinky for him to hook his onto

He shyly accepted and the two of you walked to your next class

You were so grateful to have the same schedule as Connor

You had two more classes before lunch, but after them, you happily pulled the tall boy with you to a table in the corner 

You placed your stuff down and grabbed his hand once again, taking him in line with you

He kept his eyes on your hands, hyper focusing on that, pretending he didn’t hear the whispers about him and you. 

You heard the whispers, but ignored them. You got your food after a while before turning to Connor, “Don’t listen to those assholes. They don’t know how sweet or awesome you are.” 

He offered a smile before looking down sadly and sitting in his designated spot across from you

“No, they’re right. You shouldn’t be hanging out with me, I’m a fucking freak.” 

You grabbed his hand and held it tightly, “You are not a freak, Connor. Please trust me when I tell you that.” You frowned 

He gave you a look, his eyes were sad and yet he had a small smile on his face, “Thank you, Y/n.” 

“Thought my new name was dork, Con?” 

“Oh? Already moving to a nickname for me, dork?” He teased, causing you to roll your eyes and smile 

For the entirety of lunch, the two of you got to know each other. Connor told you about the bullying and how bad it could get, and you listened attentively. 

You squeezed his hand tight, “You are never alone, Con. Promise. I’m always here for you.” You swore, causing him to squeeze your hand tightly

Weeks later

You and Connor had become inseparable or the last few weeks, telling each other everything, always hanging out outside of school 

The Murphy’s loved you, trying to have you over as much as possible

Though, sometimes it got a little overwhelming, so you and Connor would duck into his room, or back to your house

Your family loved Connor too, they wanted him over as much as possible.

Connor had told you and your family about how bad it could get over there sometimes, so your doors were always open to him 

One day though, you weren’t feeling too great because of allergies, so you decided to stay home for the day. 

You shot your best friend a text, ‘not feelin’ the best. staying home td. don’t miss me 2 much lol’

Connor didn’t answer, but you were pretty sure he saw the message. 

An hour or so later, there was a sharp rap on the door and you ran to it, looking out the peephole

A jittery Connor stood outside the door and you swung it open, he flew into your arms almost knocking you over

You stumbled but gained your composure, rubbing his back as you held him as close as you could 

“Woah, hey, what happened?” You asked the boy

He said nothing but pulled a folded up piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to you

You unfolded it and read it quickly, gasping in surprise at the fact that the letter stated how much Evan Hansen liked Zoe Murphy, Connor’s sister.

“He just printed it out to see me freak out. He just wanted to have an excuse to tell the world CONNOR MURPHY IS A FUCKING FREAK!” 

You shook your head and held his face gently in your hands, causing him to freeze and look down at you “What are you-”

“Hey, I’ve got you. Listen to me, Con, I’m sure that wasn’t what he was trying to do. Had he been trying to talk to you while you were in there?”

He went silent for a moment, “I-well, no, but--”

You gave him a look saying, “See?”

He sighed heavily and buried his face in your neck, 

“I was so scared, Y/n. I was going to do something awful.”

Your face paled and your heart rate sped up

He was getting better. You knew it.

But, this was a step in the right direction.

He trusted you enough to confide in you, so he did

“Connor...What were you going to do?”

And immediately after you asked, the tall boy crumpled into your arms, causing you to frown deeply and lead the two of you towards the couch

Connor told you explicitly how he planned to wait until his whole family was out to attempt, and you couldn’t help the tears that began to spill from your eyes. 

“Con, no...” You sniffed and held him close

At first he didn’t reciprocate like normal 

Of course he was wary of anyone’s touch, other than yours

But this felt different somehow

It felt like there was more weight to it. 

Connor nervously wrapped his arms around you and finally returned the hug

“Connor, you mean the world to me, I can’t lose you, especially when I’ve only known you for such a short time. I can’t lose you ever.”

The words rung around Connor’s head like a bell and he couldn’t stop himself from acting on his impulses

He pulled you from his shoulder and cupped your face, kissing you deeply. 

Shocked, you kissed him back, your arms flying around his neck

He suddenly pulled away after a few minutes, a look of concern welded on his face, “I’m so sorry, Y/n. Fuck! You probablly think I’m some fucking weirdo creep, just like-”

You laid a hand on his cheek and his little ramble ceased, 

“What I actually think, is that it’s about time.” 

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