Call Me Back? I Miss You, It's So Lonely In My Mansion~

Call me back? I Miss you, it's so lonely in my mansion~

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Hajime Umemiya

Choji Toriyama

Jo Togame

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I dunno if I’d be alive without maladaptive daydreaming but at the same time it’s ruined my life so badly.

My first repost :3@

(I really need to get into the habit of doing this TwT)

I have so many foc ideas and wips but certain traits keep popping up for diffrent characters. I'm also working with the idea that little jewelry things stay on the wolves when they shift, mostly to help with identifying during writing.

Self indulgent time:

Darlin Tank~

● Has an old motorcycle that Sam not so loves and calls "the death trap"

● They don't work for the security company, unless the team needs some help.

● I think they're more of a bounty hunter, picking up empowereds with a number on them and dragging them to dump for quick, but inconsistent, pay.

● That said, William would totally want someone with Darlin's skill set and would hire them.

● Their apartment was a shit hole. One room and a bathroom. Sometimes the shower had hot water. There was no bed, they slept on that old couch.

● They're a better tracker than they let on.

● They wanted Quinn to attack first, that's why they kept the jacket. After he was captured they promised themselves to throw it away after his execution.

● They have long hair. Not for style, more of a 'I can't be bothered' kinda way. They just keep it tied up and out of the way. They like when Sam pulls it though.

● They're covered in scars, a lifetime of combat like a tapestry over muscles. They're strong physically and mentally. The only thing they're willing to bet on is their own ability to survive.

● They have a lot of ear piercings. They stay when shifted and one got ripped out during a fight leaving them with a tear in their ear.

● They spend a lot of time in their wolf form. It's comfortable. Their size is second to David, not a close second, just the in-between of David and Asher.

● They call Frederick and Brighteyes "the kids"

Samuel Collins~

● He always wears boots and a hat. Man does not own sneakers or loafers or any of that. What kind of boots? Work boots, dress boots, and casual boots. As a southern person myself I'm telling you facts.

● His eyes have the least amount of red, he's mostly silver.

● He use to smoke, he only quit after he was turned. He still checks his pockets for a pack anytime he gets in his truck or steps outside.

● He has a pickup truck. It's a four door with some decent tint on the windows. He has a toolbox and first aid kit in the back seat.

● His family had a dog when he was a kid. When things were bad he would hang out with it. Petting it made him feel better. Now he gets that same feeling of calm when petting Darlin in their wolf form.

● Once he's joined the pack he's sort of defacto dad. Just the guys all kinda message him when they don't know who else to talk to.

● He's a good teacher. He has been invited as a guest speaker for healing classes at D.A.M.N. a couple of times. He's been helping teach some of the pack and clan members how to heal.

● After the inversion him and Vincent tried to spar, only to be laughed at by Darlin. The two of them then got a few lessons from the professional.

Angel Shaw~

● They're the most serious, stoic, and focused person in their department. Their coworkers fear and admire their drive.

● They work in middle management at their company. Maybe the same one Ollie and Aaron work at.

● They don't like cooking because of how tired they always were before meeting David. The need to get up and cook just reminded them how futile everything seemed. So ordering out or getting something easy was just easier.

● They try and help David with the security company. He dosent like it, but Angel has the head for paper work and can check over everything quickly.

● They have a size kink.

● They like to sit on the counter to chat while David cooks.

● Michele cheated on them, and the proof was on his phone. It really means a lot to them that David just hands them his phone to answer text or calls.

● They have a breeding kink. Nothing to do with gender, just the drive.

● Has asked David multiple times "Would you love me if I was a worm?"

● Likes to wear comfy sweaters, even when it's hot outside.

● They have the fluffy kitten socks that look like cat paws.

● They help set up David's notes for pack meetings even handing out any papers that everyone would need.

David Shaw~

● He keeps his parent's wedding rings in a ring box on the dresser.

● He has an office at the house with a big whiteboard. His desk is always stacked with papers and the board is always covered in sticky notes.

● His fur is mostly black and he has dark eyes.

● He doesn't have any notable accessories that he keeps when he shifts. He thinks it's unprofessional.

● When he was a teen he spent more time as a wolf, but as an adult he just can't find the time to be running around the woods. Besides he would rather be home with Angel when he does have time.

● He also has scars from the inversion. None as prevalent as Asher's nor as abundant as Darlin's but he's overly aware of them and worried Angel would be grossed out by them. (They make Angel sad, but they like to tell him that the scars are proof he's a survivor and that he came back.)

● He's never met his grandparents, his dad always said "We aren't on good terms."

Babe "Babs" Talbot~

● A bit of a controler. Needs things a certain way.

● They stress clean or pick at their nails.

● They wear glasses. Thick ones.

● They admire and love Asher's ability to relax and make friends anywhere. They're working on finding a balance.

● They work in accounting. Lots of numbers. Lots of logging. Lots of stress.

● Babe likes driving, they love their old car and take good care of it.

Asher Talbot~

● Heterochromia. One blue eye one brown.

● He keeps his collar when he shifts. It's black and studded.

● He likes that apartment because it's close to the security office in town. Being in town means he also dosent have to drive so they only need one vehicle.

● He likes walking around town and taking pictures of dogs he sees. He sends those pictures to Babe saying "this could be us rn"

● He use to surf until Gabe passed. Since then he just really hasn't found the time or drive to go back out on the water.

Sweetheart Greer~

● Wears a lot of long coats and flat caps. Fashion is always on point, but it's always in greys and beige.

● Only one of their parents were empowered, and they weren't a stealth so when they got their powers it was a traumatic experience.

● They use to watch a lot of noir films, thats what inspired them to become an investigator originally.

● They worked with Colm briefly towards the end of his career and the beginning of theirs. He talked about Milo, how he was "Smarter than me by a long shot."

● They took up drinking but quickly realized it was becoming a crutch and stopped.

● They're taller than Milo, but just a bit.

● They like wearing colone, it makes it easier for Milo to find them. But they only spray it on their coat so they can quickly take it off to not be found when sleuthing.

● They didn't have pets growing up, Aggro it's their first.

Milo Greer~

● Average height. He's not short.

● His mom's family is violently catholic Italian.

● He likes colors, owns multiple Hawaiian shirts.

● His accessory is his Saint pendent. His grandmother insisted all the grandchildren have one.

● Green eyes. Kinda like a Weimaraner.

● He's stronger than he looks. He spars with Tank, Asher, and David. The four of them are considered some of the strongest wolves in Dahlia.

● He has a hand in helping train the next generation of the pack. All the younger members just coming into their powers, he's right there helping coach them through it.

Say it louder for the people in the back🗣🗣🗣 with NO fucking imagination. Im sorry your headcanons are bland, but if i want my insert to have some chub to em', fuck is you gon do about it???🤨

Can we take a fucking moment and realize that being a fucking asshole for attention isn’t fucking funny. Like if you get off to it LEAVE US OUT OF IT BRO.

“All characters are stra-“. Canonically pansexual and or attracted TO EVERY FUCKING GENDER.

“___ wouldn’t be [insert race.]” Hey so you know how nobody has a canon design? Yeah? You remember how only a few characters have canon physical characteristics? Yeah? You know people can headcanon them as whatever race they want BECAUSE IT DOESNT FUCKING HURT YOU??!!

“__ is not chubby” bro. Bro shut the actual fuck up?? 😭🙏🏻 nobody asked you if you think they are slim, tall, short, chubby, curvy—NOBODY ASKED 😭

If a single one of you ignorant fucks come onto my blog and try to fight be abt this TRUST I have no plans on keeping it clean. I will get messy asf!

As a POC woman, someone apart of the LGBTQ+ community, and being of a “not ideal” body type, nobody thinks you’re cute.

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk.

HxH: Feitan w/ a Strong! S/o Pt.1(?)

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`>When I say strong, the reader, in this case, would be as physically capable and have nen and/or abilities comparable to Feitan. I see a lot of headcanons but not many like this

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`>Getting back into the HXH fandom slowly so while I'm working on some more Food Wars! Content, have these since this gremlin has been plaguing my mind lol. If this gets enough love, ill make a part 2 so tell me what you all think :3

Warning: Murder, Stalking and Strong language

So if you a minor, beware.

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-To start, he might be a tad put off

-It's pretty rare to find someone with such prowess, especially ones that don't have less than-savory intentions

-Id assume you met on a battlefield of some kind or while he was on one of his missions with the troupe

-Just like him, you aren't exactly the upstanding citizen type and are committing crimes of some sort when you encounter

-Whether stealing the same things or killing the same people, you two have similar goals, regardless of the reason

-To be fair, he didn't think much of you when you first appeared

  "How. Troublesome...."

-An annoying obstacle, someone to dispatch quickly

-However, after a rather tedious fight and a good amount of bruises, he realized it might not be that simple

-Your moves were calculated and precise, and your battle iq no doubt honed over years of experience with nen abilities that even he found difficult to handle

-His interest was certainly piqued, as much as it can for Feitan anyway

-You’ll hand it to him; its been a while since you've seen his level of strength

-A true master of his craft, no doubt

-Regardless, that isn't why you were here

-You came to rid of a target and with your mission accomplished, there was no reason to stay, no matter how curious you were about the extent of his ability

-You were swift at your exit, swift enough that Feitan only caught your figure leaving from the corner of his eye

-Admittedly you've sparked more than enough of his interest

-something about your very being itched him in a way he couldn't describe and lingered his thoughts for moments too long

-Like it or not, your existence loomed his mind awkwardly and gave his chest a tighten

-Indescribably annoying

'Must. know. about. Her. Get rid of stupid feeling.”

-now we all know Feitan is no short of deranged and sadistic so it is no telling if he wanted to know for devious reasons or other

-Whatever the case, it led to him talking Shalnark into researching deep (and I mean very deep) into you

-Playing it off as a simple inquiry, he found you, a picture attached to your profile albeit a very blurry one

-All that he could get was your name and Age

"Y/n. Interesting. Name."

Shalnark is confused

-That's how he got here, peeping from your window as you rest

-Even with such little information, finding you was trivially easy

-Your apartment was small, compact he’d say

-Nothing compared to the places he’s layed his head: cold, dark, and filthy on a good day

-He spent the night watching you sleep, noticing every ministration, every time you got up abruptly and checked your surroundings, nearly certain something was amiss

-He didn't expect peeping on you to be so trepidatious

-That didn't stop him from stopping by every time he wasn't busy to check up and watch you

-Days became weeks and months flew by as he kept this cycle going

-It eventually got to the point that he'd follow you to and from your house

-He was searching and, surprisingly, unsure of what for

-He's never felt any particular connection to people outside of the spiders so it was usually easy to write it off as mindless curiosity

-He just wants to know why you interest him so much, and nothing more

-That's how he ended up in your house when you left for your 8 am morning run, which took you approx. 30 minutes to finish as of this week

-He was just checking your clothes because he wished to know where you frequented, perhaps he could lie in waiting as you shopped, snatching your jugular and relenting this pounding in his chest that paces just a few beats quicker

-He only checks the food you eat to see what your diet consists of, perhaps to poison you as your gaze falters from your plate, even if just for a second, permanently killing the heat that rises against his skin at the thought of you

-He doesn't care about you; he just wants to know your weaknesses to exploit, that’s all

-If that were true, then why was he in your room when you weren't? Taking in your scent as if an attached dog 

-Surely he could've killed you thousands of times over in the dead of your sleep; a slit to your throat would've ended this and yet he feels pulled to let you live 

“Just. one. More day.”

 -If it didn't matter, if you didn't matter, why did he effectively remove any potential romantic partner from your life?

-It's just to make you easier to kill; it's just to make you easier to kill, it's just to make you easier to take. No! Kill...not take...

-What was once curiosity became more of a crippling obsession.

-He had to know everything—what you were doing, who you spoke to, and what you ate in the morning

-You captivated him and even if he couldn't understand it, you had him wrapped around your finger without so much as a word 

-Ever since your mission 4 months ago, a certain feeling has lingered your consciousness and kept you on edge with no clue as to the source

-Things went missing, your associates became distant—well, more distant than you kept them—and your kills have become suspiciously easier.

-To the average person, such a prospect would strike fear and cause for trepidation

-Did you think I wasn't aware that he'd been watching me?

-All credit goes to him, spotting him was the hardest part

-He only let his presence be known through peeks of his bloodlust spilling before he vanished in the same motion, which gave away how seasoned he was

It was hard to tell if he wanted me to find him with how obvious his actions became; no, the word would be bold. His actions have gone from stealing articles from the back of my closet to lacing food when he was sure I hadn't seen him 

-Playing dumb was the easy part; actually avoiding his kidnapping attempt(s) was certainly a challenge 

-Before long, you could see the desperation in his nen

“You're getting sloppy, Stalker.”

-I suppose you've worked hard, stalker, I’ll let you win just this once

Welp, guess im stuck with the nonchalant scribe himself

Definite boy kisser😕

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