headcanon feels

rubyphilomela  asked:

Hey lady, id love some sweet and smushy prompto cuddles for a s/o who is both home sick to her stomach and worried about getting in trouble with work for being home sick. Thanks in advance ❤️

Hey Ruby! <3 Hope this short and sweet drabble makes you feel a little better? :) I smiled the whole way through as I wrote it :D

Tagging some pals: @blindbae​, @itshaejinju​, @stunninglyignis​, @chocohoess​, @nifwrites​, @lady-asuka, @alicemoonwonderland, @xalexanderxkozachenkox and @cupnoodle-queen (because: CUTE!)


Snuggle Bunny (Prompto x Fem!Reader SFW)

It was completely natural to miss home. You knew that. Prompto knew that.

Work, however… well- they weren’t so understanding. Your boss had already pulled you up a countless amount of times this week, asking you why you were performing so poorly. You weren’t meeting your daily goals and you weren’t being a productive member of the team- or so, your boss said.

You felt absolutely miserable after the end of each and every work day, and you couldn’t wait to get home to see your lovely boyfriend. Prompto was the sunshine of your life- he could make any bad day better. He was your rock, and you in turn, were his.

Still… you felt horrible as you woke up on Saturday. You didn’t have to go to work, but you couldn’t help but think back to Saturday mornings with your family, eating pancakes and bacon, and laughing about the funny things that had happened to you that week. Your eyes filled with tears as you vividly imagined your family back home sitting down for breakfast without you.

Living away from your childhood home could sometimes be an absolute nightmare.

Sniffling lightly to yourself, you hadn’t noticed Prompto stirring beside you in bed. He moaned tiredly and stretched his arms to his sides, brushing up casually against your bare breast. Retracting his arm at the warm contact, Prompto laughed happily and scooted forward to wrap his arms around your bare waist.

“Morning, beautiful.” Prompto murmured, his voice sounding husky due to sleep. You couldn’t reply to him, and only whimpered in response, feeling absolutely terrible. This was not how you wanted to greet Prompto early on a Saturday morning.

Immediately noticing something was up, Prompto sat up in bed and scooted incredibly close to you, snaking his arm up between your breasts and placing his splayed palm against your thudding heart. He pulled your gently into his warm firm chest and pressed gently, loving kisses along your shoulders and the curve of your neck.

“Sad?” Prompto asked, a simple question.

You nodded.

“Very. I’m homesick. I miss my family. And work sucks… I’m just so tired… I’m sorry if I sound whiny-.”

Prompto nodded against your shoulder and squeezed you securely to his body.

“Anything I can do to help?” He asked sweetly.

You couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re always helping. Just… hold me like this a few more moments?” You requested, your voice incredibly soft as you shut your eyes and lost yourself in Prompto’s selfless warmth and love.

How could you feel unhappy with Prompto in your life?

Prompto laughed lightly and snuggled your closer, his warmth cocooning your- protecting you from your sad thoughts.

“Okay- one personal snuggle bunny coming right up, baby!”

Dad (Underswap Fontfest) Chapter 1

Ao3 Link: Right here!

Vomiting warning, Fontcest warning, and also Approximately 30 Tons Of Domestic Fluff

Fic below cut!


Dad was throwing up again.

Sans stood on the other side of the door to his office, frozen as he listened to him heaving and gasping as his body tried to purge his own magic.  He could practically see it: the usually tall monster curled over the trash can, crying and clutching at the sides of it as black magic poured from his mouth and eyes until he either ran out of bad magic or fell to the ground in pain.

He never ran out of the bad magic.

Sans reached for the doorknob, but then stopped.  It was already past his bedtime.  If he checked up on his dad, he’d probably just get mad at him afterwards.  He always seemed just fine after he got it out of his system, anyways.  He turned and went into his and his brother’s bedroom instead.

Papyrus, his little brother, was sitting on the top of their bunk bed, reading a book.  When Sans came in, he smiled. “Hi, Sans!”

Sans fidgeted with his ID bracelet, “Hi.”

“Is something wrong?” Papyrus frowned.

“Dad’s just sick again.” he climbed onto the bottom bunk, “Hurry and finish reading, I wanna go to sleep.”

“Oh… okay…” his voice was dripping with concern, but he followed his brother’s instructions and turned off his reading lamp.  There were a few minutes of uncomfortable silence before he spoke again, “Do you think he’ll be okay?”

“Yeah, he’ll be fine.  He always is.”

“Right.  He’ll be fine. Goodnight, Sans.”

“Goodnight.”

The next morning, Sans was woken by a knock at his bedroom door.  He worked on auto-pilot, dragging himself out of bed more out of habit than any actual desire to get up.  His dad opened the door.  He seemed okay.  Tired, but okay.

“Morning, boys.”

“Good morning, Daddy.” Sans yawned.  Papyrus suddenly sat up, somehow immediately wide awake.

“Can I help make-”

“Breakfast, yes, yes, you can help.  After you’re dressed.”

Papyrus beamed and almost jumped out of bed, but remembered to use the ladder at the last moment.  His father crouched by the brothers’ shared dresser to set their clothes out for them.  Sans sat back down on his bed to wait.  He began fiddling with his bracelet again when he noticed the strange texture.  Looking down at it, he saw that it had been chewed.  Right.  That was why he was up last night.

“Daddy? My bracelet’s ruined again…”

“Again?  Oh, son… We have to figure out just why you do that sometime.  I’ll make a new one for you after breakfast, okay?”

“Sorry…”

“Don’t worry about it, Sansy.  Just try your best to remember, okay?” He gave a tired but genuine smile as he set Sans’s clothes next to him. “I’ll be waiting in the kitchen.”

Before he could leave the room, Sans quickly reached out and clutched at his white coat.

“D- Do you feel better today?”

He was quiet for a moment, but then he crouched down to Sans’s eye level.

“Yes, a little bit.  Thank you for being concerned, son.”

Liar.

Papyrus was getting out of bed.  The movement stirred Sans awake, pulling him out of his dream-like memory.  Why was he getting up?  It was so early…

Once his sleepy daze cleared up, he quickly noticed that it was because Hailey was crying.  He sat up, concerned.

“sorry, sans, didn’t mean to wake you. they’re just hungry, ‘s all.”

“No, no, that’s fine.” He turned the bedside lamp on.  Papyrus sat back in bed next to Sans, cradling the babybones in his arms. “Was having a bad dream anyways.”

“again? what was it this time?” Papyrus asked as he removed his shirt to feed Hailey.

“Just… memories. With Dad.”

Papyrus gathered Hailey up in one arm and held Sans’s hand with the other.  Sans smiled sadly as he watched Hailey eat.

“What would he think of us now… God, he’d be so disturbed.”

“would he? he loved us. i’m sure he would’ve tried his best to understand. and he’d adore hailey-bailey. probably even more than we do.”

“Psh, as if.  That’s not even possible.”

Papyrus chuckled as he moved Hailey over his shoulder, patting their back firmly.  Once he heard their tiny burp, he wrapped them up in their little baby blanket.  He gently rocked them to help lull them to sleep and to settle their stomach.  Sans’s soul melted a little as he watched his mate.  He was such a good father.

He watched as the other slowly stood and set their sleeping child back in their crib, only a few feet away from their bed.  Papyrus stayed there for a moment, smiling and gently brushing his hand over Hailey’s delicate skull. “now stay asleep, ya little creature.”  Sans almost laughed aloud, but quickly stifled it, settling on a good-natured glare in Papyrus’s direction.  Papyrus grinned and laid back in bed while Sans turned the lamp back off, making the room dark and peaceful once more.

Once Sans had shuffled back into a comfortable sleeping position, Papyrus quietly whispered, “i love you.”

“I love you, too. Good night.”

 

Papyrus glanced over at Hailey for the 20th time during breakfast.  They were sitting in their high chair, kicking their legs and tossing their puffy snacks everywhere.  He sighed and turned the bacon over in the pan, sneaking another look at the pancake batter a few inches away, which wasn’t quite bubbling yet.  He did some quick mental math and decided to take a risk.  He had about 30 seconds before the batter would need flipping, a few more before he should check on the bacon…

Quickly, he bolted across the kitchen to the fridge, swung it open, located the orange juice, and retrieved it.  On the way back, he snagged Hailey’s sippie cup and filled it with the leftover formula he had prepared earlier.  He made it back to the stove and nearly panicked as he worked the spatula under the half-cooked pancake.  He held his breath in suspense.

Perfect golden brown.  Another sigh of relief.  He checked on the bacon and tried to uncurl a few edges so that it would cook more evenly.  He turned back around to look at Hailey again.

“y’know, hailey-bailey, if this is the most exciting my life is gonna be from now on, i think i’ll be able to live with that.”

Hailey looked their father straight in the eye as they pushed their sippie cup off the high chair.

“okay then, guess you have other plans.”  He bent down to grab the cup. Luckily, in his panic, he’d managed to seal it well enough to prevent total mayhem.

“I heard something fall! Is everything okay in there?” Sans called from the living room.

“yep, just a sippie cup, no mess. pancakes will be ready soon.”

Sans came into the kitchen dressed in the uniform he got from Muffet.  It was fairly simple: a pastel purple button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, plain black dress pants, and a dark purple apron with her cafe’s logo and his name tag on it.  As soon as he saw the state of the kitchen, he got on his knees.

“No mess? Are you totally blind?” Sans joked as he bent over to pick up the uneaten puffy snacks.

“well, i mean. no liquid mess. the food mess is inevitable.” Papyrus turned off the heat for the bacon and pulled it onto a plate with paper towels to soak up the extra grease, “oh, they’re not done ‘eating’ yet, so don’t bother cleaning up. i’ll take care of it once you head to work.”

“Oh. In that case…” Sans stood up and dropped all the puffs he had already picked up, sending them scattering even further than before.  Hailey laughed.  Papyrus glared.

         “okay, i take it back. i’m not cleaning up anymore.”

         “Pff, alright, alright, I’ll do it, I was just joking! Focus on breakfast, I’ll take care of this disaster.” Sans bent back down.

         Papyrus smiled and turned back to the stove, taking the final cooked pancake out of the pan and flipping it onto a plate. He turned off the other burner and moved to the cabinet to take out the toppings.

         “chocolate chips, yeah?”

         “Yes, please!”

         “any other requests?”

         “Whipped cream..?” Sans glanced up hopefully.

         “just a little.”  He closed the cabinet and opened the fridge again, “i hope hailey doesn’t have the same sweet tooth you do. ‘s probably not the healthiest.”

“I exercise! And a couple chocolate chips won’t kill them! Unless they’re allergic or something.”

“they might be. google says not to feed babies chocolate. ya never know.” Papyrus popped open the whipped cream can and started shaking it.

“Are we gonna get all our parenting advice from Google?” Sans stood up and dropped the puffy snacks into the garbage can.  When he turned around, Hailey was looking at him.  He smiled.

“better than not getting any at all. if you’ve got a more credible source, i’m all for that.”

“True, that’s true. Just try cross-sourcing.”  Sans took Hailey out of the high chair and held them close to his body.  He started cooing at them, “Only the best for our little Hailey-Bailey.”

“of course i’ve been cross-sourcing, you don’t need to tell me to- god, we’re the nerdiest dads ever.”

“Hey, years of working in Research and Development will do that to you.”

“guess so. pancakes are ready.”

Sans nearly gasped at the display of his breakfast, “He’s done it again, Hailey.  Perfect presentation.” They made a sound that was almost like cheering.  Sans sat them back in their high chair, allowing them to resume making a huge mess of the floor. “But how does it taste..?”  He made a grand gesture as he sat in his chair, sitting like he thought a judge on a cooking competition would.  Papyrus grinned and chuckled before copying his movements, setting the plate on the table.

He put on a silly, mock-sophisticated voice, “today, i’ve prepared some classic pancakes. the toppings are whipped cream, semi-sweet mini chocolate chips, and homemade maple syrup. enjoy.”

Sans’s motions flourished again as he made a grand moment out of picking up his fork and taking a bite, “Mmm! So fluffy and sweet!!” He quickly abandoned the act as he dug in, savoring each bite.  When he finished the first pancake, he turned to Hailey. “What about your dish, hm?”

“Ah.” They swiped their hand along the surface of their high chair, sending a hailstorm of puffs everywhere. “Muh.”

“Now, I don’t think you used any of the required ingredients. Sorry, Hailey, guess you’re not cut out to be a chef.”

“turn in your apron, kiddo.” Papyrus reached behind their neck and tore the velcro keeping their bib attached.  He swept the remaining snacks into his hand and tossed them into the trash, too, before handing them a toy to play with.  Then, he sat across from Sans as he finished his breakfast.

“One great chef is all we need.” Sans winked.

Papyrus laughed and brushed off the compliment, but he blushed. “thanks, hun.”

They sat and held hands for a few moments before a knock at the door caught their attention.

“Uh, I’ll get it.  I need to leave soon, anyways.”

“m’kay.  lemmie know who it is.”

Sans stood up again and walked into the living room.  The monster outside knocked again, more urgently this time.  Was something wrong?  Sans hurried to open the front door.

The cold of Snowdin blew in through the wide open door, barely blocked by the tall, skinny monster at the door.  He was wearing a dark grey turtleneck sweater and black pants, along with a horribly abused white lab coat.  He seemed nervous- he was stiff and was fidgeting with his hands, but they were slightly hidden by the sleeves of his sweater.

Sans knew this monster.  Somehow.  But his face gave it away instantly.

He was a skeleton. However, he was slightly… off.  He had no soul-shaped nose hole, and there were two strange markings beneath his eyes, running down his face like tear tracks.  Like that black magic.

Sans was silent at first, stunned, trying to process what was in front of him.  Finally, he slowly opened his mouth to actually speak to the guest.

“…Dad..?”

Jack’s the kind of guy who has to dip his toes into the water and wade around a bit before he goes swimming. 

Gabe’s the type who needs to sit by the side of the pool for at least twenty minutes before he feels sufficiently hot enough to dive in.

And Jesse is the one who cannonballs in, splashes both of them, and ends up with two grown men attempting to drown their cowboy son in retaliation, while a sunglassed Genji watches and sips margaritas from a pool chair ten feet away.

anonymous asked:

i love your headcanons. I'm sick rn could you please do your magic?

in honor of both of us being sick here are some….. sick headcanons

  • [sees galra ship] [slams lion into other lion] “punch buggy no punch backs”
  • concept: allura getting used to her powers
    • for the first few weeks she leaves sparkles everywhere like a cat that sheds glitter
    • sometimes when she gets mad she accidentally shorts out the power in the castle
    • permanent static cling. her hair’s just. up there. somewhere
  • keith doesn’t have a driver’s permit
  • do you think shiro’s arm could be rigged up to play music. because pidge thinks about that a lot. hunk. hunk would it be weird if i asked him to let me plug my phone into his–
  • if coran says the mice “have something of mine,” it’s his underwear
    • they like to leave them in random places to fuck with him
    • now the paladins think that coran just has a habit of stripping around the castle which is… yeah
  • some voltron trio names (courtesy of lance)
    • keith, hunk, pidge: Traffic Light Trio
    • hunk, pidge, coran: Nerd³
    • lance, keith, hunk: Primary Paladins
    • shiro, hunk, keith: FGFP (Fingerless Gloves and Fanny Packs)
    • pidge, keith, allura: a bad idea what the hell shiro–
  • lance: “hunk i’m gonna say something and i need you to not judge me for it” hunk: “uh…” lance: “out loud” hunk: “oh that i can do, go for it”

Imagine Tony’s face the first time he opens one of Iron Man’s fan letter. Imagine him still reeling from the aftermath of his public coming-out–with Pepper and Coulson and SHIELD and the board and pretty much everyone being pissed at him– and after a long, long day, Tony opens this letter and finds a crude drawing of his suit with a shaky, misspelled You’re my favourite hero, Mr Stark and he just- stares at it with this expression of utter wonder, traces the letters in silent awe, feels this rush of warmth and affection and happiness that settles in a soft smile on his lips.

NHL!Bitty - Origin: From Samwell to Seattle

(I haven’t posted any of my background stuff on how Bitty gets from Samwell to the Schooners, so here’s my bullet point breakdown of how/when/why)

Part I - Hug Check | Part II - Chirping | Part III - Post-Season


- Senior year, Bitty is the first openly gay NCAA captain of any men’s sport. When Samwell wins the Frozen Four, commentators start speculating on him being a draft prospect. Jack isn’t out yet.

- ‘Get Bittle in the NHL’ goes viral as an equality issue and the NHL is under pressure to recruit him, which creates this divisive ‘is he really good enough to play’/’the league is homophobic’ situation among fans and within the NHL.

- Bitty gets a lot of heat from all sides and Jack is really worried about his bf, who is living every coming-out fear Jack’s ever had. The Falcs can’t recruit Bitty because Jack has already disclosed their relationship to management, so Jack can’t protect Bitty.

- Things go downhill quickly after a hacker leaks a series of emails between the Commissioner and several owners, wherein he says an AHL franchise needs to ‘take one for the team’ and recruit Bittle so the NHL won’t have to deal with the ‘problem’ anymore. 

- The league course-corrects hard and is bending over backward to get Bitty to sign off on their official apology, but Bitty is disgusted by the whole process and doesn’t want to participate in the draft just to make the league look better. He isn’t planning to go pro at all, and now he’s hesitant to move to Providence with Jack, concerned that he might accidentally out Jack and land him with the same PR problems. 

- Bitty goes back to Georgia the summer after he graduates. 

- After things calm down a bit, Bitty gets a call from the new Schooners owner, a progressive tech billionaire who hates the NHL commissioner and genuinely wants to sell Bitty on Seattle. Unsure of himself and his relationship, Bitty agrees to the meeting… 

- And surprise! Bitty loves Seattle, the team, the ownership group, the food, everything. Even less of a surprise, the team loves Bitty and offers him a two-year contract with an option for renewal.

- The distance hurts, but it actually makes things easier because the risk of Jack being outed is much less if he’s not sharing an apartment with Bitty.  

- Bitty understands now why Jack needs to prove himself before he comes out, the same way Bitty needs to prove himself now. Jack deserves that buffer, and Bitty can help in his own small way.

- At the same time, after seeing how Bitty was treated Jack doesn’t want to come out until his boyfriend is established enough that he won’t be remembered as ‘that gay hockey player’ or ‘Jack Zimmermann’s boyfriend’. They’re just two dumb boys looking out for each other. They agree to revisit coming out together after Bitty’s two-year contract ends.

- Bitty’s rookie year is a hell of an adjustment, he billets with d-man called Carter Morin who is a year younger than Bitty but still has three pro seasons under his belt. Carter is convinced Bitty will be a target because of his size and sexuality, so he becomes obsessed with teaching Bitty how to ‘defend’ himself. This basically boils down to lessons in ‘how to play dirty and not get caught’.

- During these lessons, Bitty realizes he has a lot of anger he’s not dealing with. He’s pissed about being marginalized by the league, the press that won’t stay out of his and Jack’s business, he’s pissed he can’t publicly be with his boyfriend, he’s furious WBC are planning to picket his first home game. He has years of repressed southern rage and he doesn’t have to play nice to make bad people feel good. Not anymore.

- Off the ice Bitty is a perfect gentleman, does tons of outreach, fundraising, he visits hospitals and coaches day-camps, after that first season he’s a fan favorite, but on the ice Bitty slowly becomes a living embodiment of ‘float like a butterfly, sting like a bee’; he’s a good player, everyone knows it, but now he’s absolutely ruthless and spends his fair share of time in the penalty box, initially for defending himself, later for defending others. 

- During a particularly aggressive Schooners game, a commentator jokingly describes a post-fight Bitty as Bob’s spiritual successor, coining the term ‘Bad Bittle’. Bob is elated, Jack is horrified.

- Bitty ultimately makes friends on the team, builds a following, and becomes an integral part in building Seattle’s fledgling franchise into a championship team.

- Schooners take the cup in Bitty’s second year and Jack is surprisingly okay with his boyfriend getting a ring before him, it means they’re one step closer to being untouchable

- The Falconers dethrone the Schooners the following season and win the championship. Jack and Bitty come out/marry on Jack’s cup day. They don’t wear wedding bands, they wear their cup rings.

I would about die if when it’s revealed that Lena knows about Kara being Supergirl -

Maybe after she’s been roped into helping the DEO for some assistance in highly advanced tech, and Lena gets a comm directly to supergirl having to talk her through disarming a bomb like device. Lena accidentally mutters a “Please make it back okay Kara”. No one else but Kara is able to hear it and by the time she gets back to the DEO, Lena is passed out on a nearby desk from pulling a 48 hour shift like the rest of the crew. Alex meets Kara at the entrance and mentions how much help Lena was able to provide and “maybe you were right about her.”

Kara offers to fly the still passed out Lena home. Once they finally get there Lena manages to wake up and Kara mentions they should probably have a talk.
Settling next to Lena on her bed She asks “How did you know it was me?”
Lena barely able to keep her eyes open replies, “No one else looks at me the way you do”
“And how is that?”
“Like I’m not a monster”

anonymous asked:

i don't know if you do this kind of thing,,but do you have any klance headcanons? i desperately need more klance in my life

this is it. this is my moment. well, my dude, you have come to the right place. get ready bc this is going to get very very very klance-y

  • keith, being the touch-starved emo alien cat that he is, has these moments where he just,,wraps his arms around an unsuspecting victim and just lays there. sometimes for hours. (read:lance is usually said unsuspecting victim)
  • “you do realize there’s a drill going on right now, right?” “shut up and hold me.”
  • during training, they try so hard to one-up each-other that they end up passing out from exhaustion
  • “keith, keith, keith, show them the thing!” “blep.” “oh my gOD-”
  • maybe blep will be our always
  • lance is always walking around the castle shirtless in the morning, the reason being keith is always taking damn shirts and never giving them back
  • “lance, where are your clothes?” “idk ask keith.”
  • regardless of height, lance is always the little spoon. always. forever. don’t question it.
  • the castle went under maintenance once, and keith was forced to share a room with lance. needless to say, even after his room was finished, keith never left
  • lance gives off a lot of body heat, which makes him the perfect person to cuddle with, especially for keith, whose about as warm as a box of penguins (aka cold af someone gives this boy a jacket or smth)
  • also, since lance is always so goddamn warm, he and keith don’t even need blankets when they sleep together
  • did i mention keith was a closet meme
  • *lance is about to do something reckless with his lion* “hoe don’t do it-” *lance does it* “oh my god.”
  • “this is, as you Earth people say, lit?” “say lit one more time.”
  • lance loves his meme bf
  • keith knows that lance is Disgusted by his texan accent, so he makes it a point to slip into it just to annoy the hell out him
  • “hey y’all, what do-” “nonono keith ily but shUT YOUR QUIZNAK.”
  • pineapple on pizza discourse
  • “lance i swear to god if you eat that i will never kiss you again”
  • lance does it anyways
  • the Bonding Moment is an inside joke of theirs
  • “Hey Keith?” “Lance it’s like 2 in the morning what do you want?” “Do you think Vrepit Sa stands for Dicks Out for Zarkon?”
  • pillow talk pillow talk pillow talk
  • their relationship is just disgusting
things i want from supergirl

give me the first time kara is patrolling the skies and she hears maggie’s heartbeat skyrocket. and look, we all know kara’s probably stumbled in on maggie and alex at least once, so kara knows what /that/heartbeat sounds like.

this isn’t that.

this is faster and different and kara as supergirl is worried so she heads that way,

fast.

and maybe it turns out to be nothing, but chances are, it’s not. chances are it’s detective sawyer hauling a little kid behind her, a little boy with a fat lip and a black eye and an arm kara can see that is broken without her x-ray vision. and maybe it’s maggie with her hand protectively on the shoulder of the little boy, keeping him firmly behind her and maybe the other has her gun leveled at the gun leveled at her.

and this was only supposed to be a statement collection maggie will tell kara later - that’s why there was no back up.

but kara worries that she won’t get there fast enough because maggie has a terrified kid in one hand, a gun in the other and her eyes leveled at a man who is threatening to kill her. and kara, well she shows up just in time.

she shows up through a window, skidding through an open door because she used her super hearing and she heard, she /heard/ the way the mans muscles were tensing in his hand. she heard the slightest shift of the loaded gun and kara knew.

so she dove and rolled and skidded and is standing, wobbling, catching a bullet with her fingertips. she’s catching it and clutching it and turning to the man who fired it because

maggie sawyer isn’t allowed to die.

[maggie doesn’t know that yet, but kara will tell her]

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happy thoughts
  • sana “i can handle balls better than you” bakkoush
  • flowers everywhere but bluebells are the best
  • isak loves even and even loves isak
  • vilde is skipping school with eva to go lesbianning
  • mikael is actually a penguin
  • cengiz al is full of love
  • the skamily is filled with gorgeous trans and queer headcanons
  • sana and even are texting each other about “the get down”
  • eskild’s new son elias woke up on the kollektiv’s couch and got offered a really terrible tea (that’s because linn made it)
  • linn went outside today and picked dead flowers and pretended to be morticia addams
  • sana is sending yousef articles about cockroaches. he finally begs her to stop after the 4th close-up picture of the bug in a row.
  • mutasim fell again. somewhere. he did.
  • adam is still getting and giving all the kisses (so smooth that boy)
  • noora deleted dickhelm from her social media just like that article said
  • sana bragged about beating yousef at basketball “even using a volleyball”
  • eva sang and danced to “gettin’ bi” while alone at her house
  • jonas is not dead. he’s just been writing anti-capitalist posts on tumblr.
  • magnus is looking up “how to support your lesbian girlfriend” on the internet
  • mahdi is binge-watching the great british bake off
  • even is getting very excited at the new alien movie
  • chris is back from berlin and she started posting wild stories about her germanic adventures on facebook (everyone thinks she’s being funny again but she’s actually telling the truth: she did manage to get into the berghain and it was fucking weird, man)
  • isak is dragging even away from makeup tutorials on youtube so they can play fifa. if even loses the game this time, he’ll have to do the dishes for a week…or order pizza every night to avoid dirtying any plates.

Headcanon: Lena has insomnia and whenever she can’t sleep she climbs out of bed and puts on robe and makes herself a cup of chamomile tea in hopes it will help her sleep. She used to open her balcony doors to let the cool night air in and sit curled up on the couch staring at a random spot in her apartment until she finished drinking her tea. But then she met supergirl. Instead of sitting on the couch she goes out onto her balcony overlooking the city ignoring the cold on her bare feet and drinks her tea while scanning the city line for any sign of Supergirl flying. Occasionally she sees blurs of her as she flies in the distance and sometimes Supergirl will see her on a night fly and will stand silently with Lena until her tea is gone and then fly away. Those were her favourite nights…

Until she learned that Kara was Supergirl. 

Now when she can’t sleep she still goes out onto the balcony breathing in the cool air and staring at the city lights finding comfort in that routine. But now instead of Supergirl landing on her balcony it is Kara that joins her as soon as she realizes that she is alone in bed. And they stand there together with Kara’s arms around Lena’s waist, and her chin on her shoulder until long after the tea is gone and Lena’s fingers have started to go cold. That’s when Kara kisses her neck and whispers in her ear asking if she wants to talk about it. When Lena shakes her head Kara just nods placing another kiss on her shoulder where the robe has moved and nudges Lena back inside, placing the cup on the nearest flat surface and heading for their bedroom wrapping herself around Lena to help warm up her fingers and toes whispering in Kryptonian until Lena finally falls asleep. 

Harry James Potter

The boy who had a bit of a saving people thing.

Who was prepared to sacrifice himself for his friends at the drop of a hat.

Who ALWAYS defended Sirius, no matter what.

Who was stung by the injustice of the way Remus was treated.

Who was exceedingly loyal to Dumbledore.

Who could think of no happier memory than spending time with his parents.

The boy who gave his entire gold winnings to his best friend’s brothers.

Who defended Hagrid to everyone.

Who even after 2 years, still blamed himself for his godfather’s death.

Who learned to distance himself from the girl he loved profusely in order to protect her.

The boy who learned to forgive Kreacher and to be kind to him when no one else would.

Who made sure muggle borns escaped safely from the ministry before himself.

Who stole Mad-Eye’s magic eye from Dolores Umbridge and buried it under the most gnarled and resilient looking tree he could find because he thought Moody would prefer it.

The boy who buried a house-elf without magic and cried over his grave.

Stiles knew he was in love with Derek when he started making tea for him in the morning while he made his own coffee.

He didn’t tell him until a few months later when Derek handed him a mug of coffee just the way Stiles likes it.

Derek got a sleepy little smile on his face and said, “I know. You don’t make tea for just anyone.”

“You made my coffee right,” Stiles said with a smile into his mug.

“I had to tell you I love you too somehow,” Derek said, leaning over and kissing Stiles softly on the lips before he goes to get ready for the day.

Okay because they don’t get enough love on the show here are Kevin x Joaquin headcanons

Joaquin sneaks through Kevin’s window to bring him gifts without the sheriff realising. Kevin finds flowers on his desk at least once a week

Kevin has to hide the fact that through Joaquin he knows a few serpents and criminals. He’ll visit his dad at the station and try not to get recognised by the few serpents who he’s been introduced to

Joaquin and Jughead know each other through Jug’s dad and Joaquin finds himself talking a lot about Kev without even realising it because he’s proud of his boyfriend and ‘hey did I tell you about Kevin…’ and Jughead just can’t escape the relationship drama

Kevin gets dragged to a few bad places by Joaquin and just freaks out a little because he’s pretty sure half the people in these bars look like they wanna skin him alive and Joaquin finds his worrying adorable.

Finding decent places to hang out is so hard. They can’t at Kev’s house because of his dad and Joaquin hangs out at bad places and Pops would be too easy for Veronica to spy from another booth or for someone to recognise one of them and tell someone. Hotels are usually easiest.

Joaquin keeps trying to keep Kevin out of serious harm with the serpents. If someone suggests going after the sheriff or using Kevin to get info, he’ll immediately change subjects or suggest another plan. He knows they think using Kev is the endgame of the relationship but Joaquin is genuinely happy with Kevin and wants to be with him as long as possible. And God forbid someone try and come near HIS man

Kevin finds it SO HARD to keep this stuff a secret. Finally an openly gay guy who’s not only gorgeous but likes him back?! He of course can’t resist giving details to Veronica and Betty. It’s not even like they ask he just goes ‘fINE I HAVE A BF HIS NAME IS JOAQUIN AND HES BEAUTIFUL ’

Joaquin works on Andrews construction with Jug’s dad so he can find a subtle way to see Kevin. The others keep teasing him for going soft.

Kevin has one of Joaquin’s serpent jackets hidden at home. He breaks it out when his dad is out of the house or when Joaquin is stuck on business and can’t call. Somehow it makes him feel safer

Joaquin watches Kevin without him realising. There’s a killer on the loose and though Kevin would say he was fine. Joaquin wouldn’t let anyone get near his boyfriend. It’s this that makes him realise how bad he’s fallen for him and how guilty he feels for what the serpents might make him do

Once they go on a walk and end up and they end up where Kevin found Jason’s body and Joaquin is there to help calm him when the memories come back.

my pynch headcanons

  • their friends noticing that the longer they’re together the more they both smile, though ronan still not as much as everyone else
  • adam slowly moving all of his stuff over to the barns without realising, until he goes to sleep at st agnes one night and notices he doesn’t even have a toothbrush there anymore
  • one night ronan, thinking adam was asleep, whispers ‘sometimes i wonder if i pulled you out of a dream’ and adam opening his eyes and looking ronan dead in his and telling him ‘i’m real ronan, and i love you’
  • ronan freaking the fuck out because adam loves him back
  • adam taking twice as long as it should have to drive to college because he kept turning the car around and driving back a few miles at the thought of not seeing ronan in person every day 
  • adam getting really stressed at college and the only thing that can immediately calm him down is the hondayota mixtape, much to his roommates confusion and annoyance
  • ronan sending adam care packages of random things like polaroids of opal and himself and stuff hes dreamt for adam
  • adams henietta accent really coming out when he talks about ronan to his collage friends
  • adam taking one of ronans shirts with him and wearing it whenever he misses him then he eventually starts wearing it to bed every night
  • ronan actually using his phone to facetime with adam
  • , adam had to teach him how
  • talking to each other in latin when adams roommate is around and they wanna say something sappy or sexy 
  • but his roommate can still tell they’re saying something like that from how adams voice drops and he starts blushing
  • ronan being ecstatic that adam talks about him so much to his friends
  • , and being even more happy to find adams friends in complete shock when actually meeting him
  • adam telling all his friends that opal is ronans little sister that he’s adopted since both his parents have died
  • , and them noticing how adam talks about opal like she’s his and ronans daughter
  • the gangsey having a get together at adams college as gansey, blue, and henry pass through on their trip and them noticing how much closer the two are since they left them at the end of the school year
  • ronan always making sure he sits on adams right, especially in group settings so he can still whisper comments into his ear
  • it took them a while to be open with verbal affection in front of their friends but eventually they warmed up to it and every time ronan says ‘i love you’ to adam blue loses it
  • , before they were comfortable with it ronan would say ‘you’re a dream parrish’ and adam would reply with ‘i’m as real as it gets lynch’ and they would know what they meant