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quick rules

welcome to my multi-fandom fic blog! it'll probably be mostly headcanons, but I'll write for ALMOST any character (not children ((unless it's plantonic / familial)) or the one's I deem aroace. they will be written plantonically and I will tell you.) if I receive an ask with a character I don't write for, I will dm you telling you. if it is asked anonymously, I will simply delete the ask. that being said, i reserve the right to delete any ask I do not wish to write. if you want to find specific characters, search them in my tags! (just a note, this is NOT a ship blog and I will not write for it. strictly x reader!!) ((but poly is okay, as long as reader is involved.)) all requests will be answered in the order I recive them. please keep this in mind if it takes a while to get to your ask! please also note that my inbox is weird and can glitch out requests. if I take more than a month to answer yours, I likely didn't get it.

wills and wonts

✔ here's what I CAN do: -fluff -angst headcanons -yandere (to an extent, dm if you have questions) -poly with characters and reader. just no ships!! ❌ here's what I WON'T do: -smut, but can do suggestive -incest -ships -any dynamic that is considered a darkship (although I might be proship ((anti censorship)), I will not write for it). -age gaps, either way around -age regression (nothing wrong with it, but I have a really hard time writing for it)

so, this is a multi-fandom blog. what fandoms will I write for?

tfc

doctor x reader :: short story harlequin x artist! reader :: dating headcanons jester x reader :: dating headcanons pierrot x reader :: dating headcanons

hazbin hotel

vox x reader :: dating headcanons abel x reader :: crushing headcanons

ranfren

randal x reader :: crushing + dating headcanons randal x reader :: sleepover headcanons

jujutsu kaisen

nothing requested yet... wanna change that?

hetalia

nothing requested yet... wanna change that?

pressure

nothing requested yet... wanna change that?

soul eater

nothing requested yet... wanna change that?

death note

matsuda headcanons

tadc

nothing requested yet... wanna change that?

eddsworld

nothing requested yet... wanna change that?

if you have any questions, any at all, feel free to dm me or send it to me through the requests! :) also, if you have any feedback, please do tell me! just be nice about it. I want to get better, but I don't want verbal rocks thrown at me through my screen.

here's my main: @shuichisdarkmistress

my cookie run writing blog: @olivescrkwriting

and my danganronpa one!: @olivesdanganwriting

a/n: heh... matsuda...... so cute (@angelzombiefish)

matsuda headcanons some x reader thingums stuck in there..

prolly smells like cheap cologne. something like ciderwood or bourbon. maybe a mix of them both? it's not that he doesn't care, the opposite really. that's why he's putting any on at all!! he just can't splurge on something like that right now..

i can't imagine him being good in the kitchen... i love the thought of him as a stay at home husband, but he can't cook for shit. i'm not gonna say smth like he burns water, but the most you're gonna get is an extra hard boiled egg in some maruchan.

he can clean, though!! he'll clean like a mother fucker. he doesn't often, but he'll get in these fits of cleaning where he absolutely scrubs the place from top to bottom and gets in every nook and cranny. then again, it happens maybe every two-three months.

if he were to say, have a date, i'm sure he'd spruce up. he'd feel silly if he were over-dressed, sure, but he'd be even more embarrassed if he showed up under-dressed!

bottom 😒 /pos

his apartment // house // where ever the hell matsuda lives is probably minimally decorated. he doesn't think you need much for a place where you just rest your head. a potted plant is enough.

on that note, it looks like the bro-dude room pics (ex:)

except he probably wouldn't own a PC or any tech outside of a work computer so it's even emptier.

@ch3rrypea

a/n: oh my god abel my heart 😭

abel x reader crushing headcanons

crushing

abel having a crush on you includes:

gifts - always anonymous! he's have a heart attack and die again if you knew he liked you during this stage. so you receive many gifts either through peter, emily, or placed somewhere he knows you'll see it.

notes - along with the gifts! every gift you find has a note. sometimes they're short (but heart-felt), others their quite lengthy! but one thing that stays the same, regardless of how long the notes are, is that you always feel loved when you read them.

questions - from others (usually saint peter or emily again) or from him, "for a friend". ex ::

st. peter : "heyy, [name]! i was wonderinggg.. what type of guy do you usually go for? how do you feel about blondes?? ahh, no no, not me! asking for a friend, hah.."

please :)

a/n: wooo second request!!

randal x gn! reader sleepover headcanons! :: written for romantic, can be read as platonic.

he once found a book titled : "the young girls guide to the perfect sleepover" and has studied it like it's a religious text.

he follows it word by word lmao... does everything it says to do. has lead to the two of you putting something that's supposed to be a face mask (it's something that was in the fridge and dirt) on your face and playing truth or dare with questions like who your first kiss was and dares like "I dare you to act like you are swimming across the living room carpet for one minute." also all examples from the book.

vibrates the whole time. like tic level shaking.

he's so so excited!!! he's never had a PROPER sleepover before, and now he's having one with YOU!! he's never been happier!1! (≧▽≦)

keeps you focused on his room, rather than any other areas of the house.

you need to be focused on him!! not anyone else here, silly! you're having a sleepover with him!!! you could say it's some form of jealousy, but I don't know if that's the best word for it..

you're gonna end up sleeping in his coffin.

um I don't have a request atm I just wanted to be silly and tell you how peak you are yayyyyyyyyyyy look at the little writer writing away wowzers

woah hey wait how'd you get here how'd you find me SHIT YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO FIGURE OUT YET NONO NO i was supposed to be nonchalant

a/n: ask and you shall receive, dear readers ( ◜‿◝ )♡ @msslay - @genuinelycantevencomeupwithatag - @alicelovess

pierrot x reader general dating headcanons

bitch ::gender neutral chibi thing:: what the FUCK have you gotten yourself into.

he is seriously, without a doubt, the most attentive person you could be with- no competetion. but that's because this guy will not leave you alone long enough for anything to go wrong. you never have an issue because he never lets one happen! because he's watching your every move and knows exactly what you want and need whatttttt?

but he's a perfect partner! truly, picture perfect!!

once you give up and love him, ignore everything he did to get your attention, you will never feel anything other than content satisfaction!

if you do he will fall to his knees and sob, begging you to tell him what he did wrong and pray for forgiveness to his idea of a god (it's just you).

it's still him though.

every now and then, you'll catch a glimpse of something in the corner of your eye, maybe him pouncing on someone who looked at you too long or a roudy customer, and he'll freeze with the blood on his hands.

after a quick scolding and him staring at his feet like a kicked puppy, you'll get him to agree not to hurt anyone (but he did have his fingers crossed behind his back). what do you want from him? he has to make sure you're safe!

brings (and makes) you so many gifts!

since he can't use his voice much (and when he does, it's scratchy after so long of not being used), it's easiest for him to make and steal bring you gifts (you think anyone here is gonna sell something to a guy like him?) (you think he has money??)!

the making things I think is pretty canon.. just look at the flower he made!

but other than that, he'll often snag a bouquet and leave it at your doorstep, leave a note on your kitchen counter, or maybe a piece of gold jewelry that involves (you guessed it) some form of stars or red.

has a fixation on your hands.

they're so cuuu-uuu-uuute!! so small and dainty compared to his big claws! d'awwww!!!!!

he also thinks it's cool to watch them move while you work, staring at the muscles retract and stretch to do every task. isn't it cool that 27 bones and 34 muscles go into you picking up that mug?

can be a bit wary about using his voice around you.

as I've said, his voice is kind of rough after not being used for so long! of course, he could always use it- even with jester's rules, but he didn't have anyone he would ever want to use it for... so he didn't.

but then you came along and suddenly he swelled with all this love and emotion that he just had to get out to you!!

however, when he first spoke and his voice came out much rougher than he remembered, he became a bit embarrassed... and a tad bit worried, he'll admit. he doesn't want to scare you off........ (╯︵╰,)

but tell him you love it, and he will never shut up again!

a/n: jesus christ @vickyisgoingcrazy - @minepugs - @l1vender00 - @annethedevil

jester x reader dating headcanons

jester is a very inattentive partner.

and it's not that he doesn't want to be, necessarily. he just doesn't care to figure out how humans show they care for each other. plus, looking over the circus doesn't permit much time for such things, let alone any scraps of extra attention.

however, he can make time if he feels like it.

whenever he can, he will make a time frame where he can be with you. this mostly consists of talking- "how was your day"s and "has anything interesting happened?". if he's to say anything about his day, you'd be surprised by how talkative he can get! he overhears many things here... lots of gossip indeed!

to add onto that, a random headcanons of mine is that he is a sucker for a good rumor... he doesn't know anyone you're talking about, but it's entertaining to see how humans treat each other.

he has a fixation on your shoulders.

one he doesn't realize he has. in almost every interaction with him, his hands will end up on them, he'll keep a hand on one, or he'll trace his finger in mindless patterns on your shoulder blade. there's no real rhyme or reason to it. it just happens.

noses are cool too!

because he doens't have one

small, big, soft, sharp, narrow, not, all shapes and sizes! how fun!! he thinks they're all cool. likes to poke yours every now and then. regardless of how yours looks, he'll simply find it the cutest little thing.

when he is affectionate, he tends to be very quiet and professional, for lack of better words.

he doesn't like the desperate clinging like pierrot does or the intense friction like harlequin does. he likes to be effectiant and to the point. a supportive pat on the back or head, a kind word, things like that. a side hug if he's feeling extra lovely. so I guess he prefers to express his love through small gestures and words of affirmation (even if they can tend to come out as mocking or condescending).

does enjoy sharing a book.

a/n: eek omg ranfren request... heh and I JUST made a playlist for this freak too

randal x gn! reader crushing / dating headcanons

crushing

randal having a crush on you includes:

stalking - it's obvious and weird to everyone around you. only thing is he doesn't consider it stalking. to him, he's just gathering information on you! // he can't have his future partner dissatisfied!

delusions - even if you don't consider the two of you a couple, valid seeing as you don't even know him yet, he treats it as if you already are! he'll come back home and brag to everyone else in the house about how GREAT his sweetheart is! ahh, they were so cute today!! // no one listens to him.

clinging - once he does approach you, he never fucking leaves. glued to the hip! even if you don't want him to be. it's so odd- you'll go somewhere like a store or market, maybe a walk in the woods, and he just appears wherever you are!! // he honestly thinks you guys are already a thing.

bluntness - since he's so sure you're already together, he's very straight forward. if you look particularly good one day, there's no hiding his already frequent nosebleeds. he's always quick to very bluntly tell you he loves you (actually says he'd make room in his skin for you, but it's the same thing to him).

dating

dating randal includes:

biting - biting. and lots of it. maybe gnawing is the right word. gnawing like a chewtoy. don't get confused, it's not sexual in any sense... to you, at least. it's very much like how a cat bites. nips at fingertips are a way he'll show he likes you (if it wasn't obvious enough before).

likeeee this! (burger = ARM)

even more stalking - now that you're actually, officially his partner (he was hurt to find out you weren't before), the stalking increases tenfold. and yet again, he still doesn't see it as stalking. he assumes that you know he is always with you, no matter where you are. so he assumes that the two of you are just hanging out and bonding.

guess what he's even clingier now - if you thought it was bad before, this is disabling. like there is almost no moment where he is not actively trying to meld his body onto yours like a parasite. will piggyback ride whenever he feels like it.

even stranger comments - no need to explain on this one I think.

matching everything - phone charms, stickers, keychains, pins, nail polish, profile pictures, shirts, pants, underwear, socks, everything.

a/n: eeeeeekkkk!!! anyone from my main knows how much I love harle... EUGHHH I wanted to write for him so MUCH!! (also FIRST REQUEST!! ^^ >< <33) ((also means special treatment!!)) might awell advertise the harley playlist for this one too....

harlequin x artist! reader dating headcanons

bruh he can't even handle a hug, what the hell do you mean you actually care about him and not his skills in the sheets?? (his words)

this takes him a long while to get used to... typically, he tries to avoid any sort of real "intimacy", the real sweet kind, anyways. so to have a partner who is so quick to love-bomb (for lack of better words) at the drop of a hat, ready to show their love in a way he isn't used to, is something that will take patience and persistance to be accepted.

a small headcanon of mine is that, considering the circumstance, harlequin didn't get the chance to learn to read till later on and even then he didn't care for it. he can read obviously, but it's almost like dyslexia for him.

this also means that those big fat books worth of love letters and words of appreciation? phew, that's... that's a lot of big words. it annoyed him tryin to read them enough to where he just.... doesn't read it when you give him one. he will, however, stare at it and space out. the fact that you did this for him definitely does something to him... he doesn't like it.

and all the drawings of him?

listen, he doesn't give a shit about the arts, i'll be blunt. he doesn't see a need for them or understand any type of lasting impression it's supposed to have on anyone. it's just a bunch of goop on a canvas and scribbles on paper! who cares!! he can do that too!!!

but when he sees the drawings you make of him, it gives him a little ego boost. he supposed it isn't all bad...

when you started to respond to his flirty comments with ones of your own, he was a tad surprised, but leaned into it with a terrible,, horrible, EVIL shit-eating grin.

it gets to be a competition who can make the most freaked-out comments. the thing is that sometimes, he can get so caught up in them that he forgets the whole reason he made his first comment! ::sigh::..... all that and no head.

even though you clearly aren't fazed by his comments, he'll try to tease you about your clinginess.

Doctor (tfc) x reader

(written as a gift for the lovely @thesugarpapa!!)

Now how did you find yourself in this position? Oh, don’t joke with yourself. You know exactly how.

You just couldn’t help but be drawn in by the charming nature of that star-speckled pierrot- so kind and attentive. Who wouldn’t follow him into that freak show? For free?? In this economy??? No one passes up an opportunity like that. So no one can blame you. However, it gets harder to justify you and your actions when you see where you’ve ended up.  You sat tied down to the chair you’ve ended up in a few times already. For the same reason you were caught up in this mess, you couldn’t help coming back to his tent.  Since the first time, the restraints on your wrists held you down with more leeway; he gave you the option to move.  His words got bolder and sharper, less worried of pushing the bounds of his limits, and yet you felt safer here than you did anywhere else. Even with the mask, you felt a sharp and unwavering gaze, and yet you didn’t stall or shift. Even as he brought different tools to your skin, threatening to break it with every cold metal he pressed against it, you couldn’t will yourself to want anything more. He flicked the tip of the bright pink syringe in his hand and watched the excess liquid that threatened to spill splatter onto the table.  Though this time, he stared at it a moment longer before ultimately setting it down. A different approach than usual, he decided, was the best course of action. This would obviously draw out a cock of your brow. He looked back at you as he grabbed a scalpel and surgical skin marker, making small talk as any good doctor will with their patient.  “How many times have you been here now? Have you kept count?” -he’d start. “That seems like something you’d do.” “That’s.. not something I’ve kept track of, no.” was your answer.  “.. Hm.” was all he said for a moment.  “ ‘Must say I’m a bit disappointed.” he continued as he began to make his way over to you. Once he did, he popped off the lid of the marker with the edge of his claw as he spoke, leaning down to your level (or as low he could go without cramping up his neck). “I have.” He reached back behind your head and grabbed your hair in one hand as he exposed your neck and collarbone. Promptly, he lifted the marker and began making marks; he spoke while he worked. “Your skin is smooth-” he began as your eye twitched a little at the cold ink that bled onto your collarbone. “I wonder if I could make it sandpaper. Or I could just take off a few layers of it. Or maybe you wouldn’t mind a name carved into your neck.” he continued- the smile in his voice was so audible it almost annoyed you. Now, obviously he couldn’t do that to his patient. You were still technically under Pierrot’s watchful gaze. And he really didn’t want to deal with that clown right now. But for now, you didn’t have to know that. He brought the scalpel to the markings he had made and dragged the dull side along it, an action that sent a chill through you and sent your hair on its ends. He watched your reactions as he did this. He huffed out a quiet puff of amusement.  “I thought you’d be used to this by now.” “You have a knife to my throat.” you pointed out through wavering words. “That I do.” He shifted it on its side and pushed the sharp edge against your clavicle. The thinnest string of blood stung through the small cut he made. But he didn’t move the instrument just yet and continued to watch the wince in your expression, along with other minor things. Specifically the sound of your heart beating quicker, though you tried to calm it.  …… Oh, it was so cute. A little drum that gave away your every shift and fear to anyone who was willing to listen close enough. Of which, he was. After a long moment of silence and stillness from the both of you, a long moment that was filled only by the sounds of your now labored breathing and the prolonged “eye contact” the two of you never broke. And then he pulled the tool back. He let go of your hair and lazily tossed the hazard back over his shoulder onto the table where it clanked and clattered against the other metals. “But I don’t anymore.”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his comment. You just knew he thought he was so clever for it. But of course there was no malice in it. He pressed the pad of his thumb against the cut that now laid in the center of your collar on display and hindered the bleeding. Though the claw that poked and pricked your skin as he did this drew more blood (on a much smaller scale). While he kept pressure on the fresh cut, he reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a (small and very obviously not big enough) bandaid that he lifted his grip off of you to open. With some difficulties caused by his big hands and claws. But he eventually succeeded and peeled the thin adhesive strip off, pressing it down horizontally to the cut as you kept your eyes on him working. Once it was in place, he sat up and finally picked the syringe back up, waving it around as if it were his hand and gesturing while he spoke. “Y’know, you really oughta keep an eye on the pierrot that follows you.” he paused to point the tip at you like a scolding finger. “Plus, it’d be fun to have an assistant in this place. You deal with adrenaline well… and y’know, you’re nice to be around and all that.” You offered a raised brow and teasing smile, not being able to stop the happiness you felt at the words from pulling a reaction from you. “You make a tempting offer, but…” you drug out. “Hmmmm……..” “I’ll definitely consider. You’re ‘nice to be around and all that’ too.” He would hum and nod at your response and make his way back over to you. He stuck the end of the needle against the skin between your brows and pierced the skin, though not enough to draw any more blood. “You say that..”