#( headcanons.)

[loaksilly]

forever writing jake sully as a sub malewife for neytiri. my man folds everytime her eyes well up with tears and i gotta respect that in my fics.

[saintagron]

Hello! Do u have any modern cait headcanons?

hello ! modern!caitlyn headcanons.

this was a welcome reprise after my ap lang mock exam thank yew <3 cw. age gaps referenced sparingly (older!reader), implied sex, first time together, drunk sex (you're both equally tipsy), just a bunch of cobbled together concepts okay let's go!!

✶. oh frazzled city girl you are so special to me. she's set up in manhattan with a street-view apartment, large enough to hold a master suite and a guest bedroom and a little hideaway bathroom without even encroaching on the joined living room + kitchen. all paid for, of course, mommy's credit card automatically set to send out rent the first of every month.

✶. you wouldn't know that though—not with the way she runs around like she's a missed paycheck away from homelessness. perhaps you're a ceo and you've seen men with families to support lazing around on your dime for long enough that her productivity is refreshing. or perhaps you're her coworker, finally having someone competent to do projects with. or maybe the barista she gets morning coffee from, or the girl at the bodega where she gets her breakfast... so many possibilities.

✶. absolutely enthralled by gay clubs and lesbian bars. you ever seen but i'm a cheerleader? she's megan walking into the cocksucker the first time she slips into the club, id clenched in hand and so grateful that her sharp cheekbones make her look old enough that she doesn't get carded at the bar. (cait who can hold her liquor annoyingly well... she's totally obnoxious about it too.)

✶. thinking about meeting her there, buying her a drink and cooing are you sure you're old enough to be here? just to watch her cheeks flush ruddy. (i don't think she'd have alcohol flush syndrome.. but it would be fun teasing her about it.) or maybe it's your first time at the club as well, and you huddle up in a corner booth and giggle at the drunken dancers, getting progressively tipsier before she eventually propositions you.

("so.. how about my place?" she's significantly less subtle when she's drunk—there's no sly grin on her face or soft coaxing. but it's irritatingly charming, and you're tipsy, so you'll give her a pass. "you're so drunk." you laugh, giggling against her jaw. why you're smushed into the center of the booth when there's four feet of space on either side of you is unclear. but you're both very, very tipsy, and it's hot enough in here that sitting next to each other isn't a bother. "so are you." she accuses, and then falls back into her pleas. "come home with me." "very romantic, cait." "is that a yes?" "...whatever, yeah.")

✶. very giggly, very soft first time—because you're drunk and she's drunk and she won't stop waxing poetically about how pretty you are or about how your arms or stomach or thighs look so beautiful contrasting against her navy sheets. know she's sucking bruises purple and blue onto your skin (working extra hard if you're dark-skinned and they don't show up as well...) and getting so embarrassed about it in the morning. yup yes yay!

✶. and if i say she's addicted to candy crush... needs reading glasses but usually wears contacts. so in the morning she looks so scrumptious with the frames perched low on her nose but delicious! and tasty! are coming out of her phone's tinny speakers. smacking her blindly when it's too early and you're still buried in your pillow, telling her to turn that shit down.

✶. she's absolutely the type of girl that people take videos and pictures of on the subway. tall, with a perfect ponytail and a killer outfit. goes viral every time and becomes a little bit of an internet phenomenon.. she starts an instagram to post random shit like her paper target after she's done at the shooting range (almost perfect, of course) or the sunset from your apartment and she's just flooded with followers. ends up turning off her comments because of it.

✶. from the way she dresses, where she comes from, and where she lives, you would expect her to be another sheltered brat—stuck in manhattan without even growing up there—but she takes you to the most obscure places. a peruvian place in harlem, a hole in the wall sushi place whose owners know her by name... she's got restaurants upon restaurants to take you to. (she only knows so many places because she cannot cook for herself and ate out almost every night before meeting you... don't tell her you know!)

[eldritch-sanctum]

Some post-canon Greed survives AU headcanons/speculations:

With the power of alkahestry, Greed and Ling do get separated. However, they can only do this by essentially cloning Ling and having Greed occupy the artificial body. So Greed is stuck as a doppelganger of Ling but does try to differentiate himself.

Sometimes Greed is intentionally a double of Ling to protect him and cause mischief, or to actually stand in when Ling wants to run off to Amestris without notifying anyone else.

Greed and Ling learn how to imitate each other for maximum shenanigans.

Greed and Ling are still connected metaphysically and can even sense each other’s presence and have a good sense of each other’s thoughts and feelings at the moment. As a result, if Greed touches Ling, he can extend his Ultimate Shield to him and even can heal Ling from fatal damage. He has saved Ling from many assassination attempts this way.

Some people call Greed a taotie—a creature that represents greed and gluttony.

Over time Greed builds up a reputation and legend around himself. People begin telling stories about him, some true, some false, some exaggerated. Greed gradually is seen as some kind of trickster spirit in Xing and even beyond. Over centuries people begin setting up shrines and giving him offerings. Of course, he is very happy to take them, and people get caught off guard when this trickster minor deity shows up from the roof, in the flesh, and eats the offerings right in front of them with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face and then gives some words of wisdom. Then vanishes without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Greed says he owns the entire Yao clan if you ask him.

[pomniegranate]

Idk if anyone else has brought this up but am I the only one who thought Pomni was going to shoot herself at the beginning of her confrontation with Jax? Like when she turned away from him with the gun still in her hands?

Let me start by saying that she heavily considered it.

Now let's dive into this with the moments just before this scene occurred. Not only did he hit her below the belt regarding something she was already insecure about: the "you're a cartoon clown, how can I take you seriously?" was just the tip of the iceberg before everything started snowballing. Then not once, but TWICE, did Jax hit an insecurity of hers. And what's that second insecurity, you might be asking? Falling to abstraction and being forgotten.

It was showcased to us in Episode 2 during her nightmare sequence; how scared she was at being replaceable, being forgotten about with no one to help her as she's abstracting; that nobody cared about her and the only people she thought that might had abandoned her, mocking her. Jax going as far as to say, with a smile on his face, "I don't even remember her name, honestly". These were her perceptions on how they viewed her.

So when Pomni finally asked him, directly, if she were to abstract tomorrow, what would he do? That really set the nail in the coffin for her to mentally start teetering. "I'd move on. And probably forget all about you." He confirmed that silent insecurity, all while smiling at her. So, in her head, as if it became all too real and hard to even LOOK at him anymore after he stabbed her verbally where it hurt, probably unknowingly. She defeatedly said "okay, okay, I .. understand".

So why didn't she shoot Jax in anger? Why didn't she shoot herself to make a point?

Let's touch on these points together. Why didn't Pomni shoot herself? Because everyone thought she was going to - even Jax. He watched her every movement. From her reaction to what he had to say down to her turning around and looking at the gun, mildly lifting it. His eyes looked at her, and then the gun. That's why he doubled down and rectified that she "couldn't just take a joke" because he didn't want her to shoot herself; especially over a guy like him.

But it wasn't a joke to Pomni. That was fucked up and it hurt. It's subtle; you can see the moment that hurt turned into anger instead.

So why didn't she shoot Jax or herself? She had every justification under her belt to do it, to react in anger and show him his just comeuppance. So, why didn't she?

I'll tell you why. Because the guns weren't meant for that. They were meant to be used to have fun and let loose. Even Jax preached that to her, himself; because she didn't want to shoot and hurt her friends. But none of this is real, right? She was under the impression that him helping her grow more confidence was for them to have fun together, essentially LARP and play characters together. He can be the "funny" archetype and she can be the "evil" archetype. All for the sake of having fun.

But she didn't realize that Jax BELIEVED that that's all he was. That he wasn't a human like them, just some cartoon character. She initially thought he was playing a role for the sake of having fun together; that's why him saying he's "the funny one" stuck so heavily with her throughout the episode. Because she got to see for herself that he WASN'T - he wasn't just some hollow shell with no substance underneath. She saw him, for him; firsthand, she got to see through his charade and she wasn't going to believe it or allow him to believe it either. She learned a lot about him that adventure and he never once denied it, just brushed it off.

If she was going to shoot him, it was supposed to be on mutual terms to have fun as friends. NOT based on his own agenda to confirm his own insecurities to himself that he was some irredeemable monster inside that everyone hated. Just some throwaway character that nobody cared about. And this is also when she realizes that shooting herself wouldn't have had any lasting impression on him, to get him to realize. It would only prove his own point. So, she needed to drive home a point that would stick with him.

Anger was a good enough motivator; because she cared about him, she saw him as her friend and even though he hurt her, she KNEW he didn't mean it. He was deflecting, pushing her away, saying anything to make her see him in a negative light. And it frustrated the hell out of her. Because he's NOT THE FUNNY ONE. He's not just some archetype to slap on himself and wear it proud like a badge. He was a human, he was a person before whatever got him to this point. And what better than to get him to come to terms with that other than beating his ass about it?

She never once said she was doing this for anything. She wanted to prove a point. That point was: that he still, through everything, had humanity under the mask he had so held up tight to his face. And that point at the end of the day was for him to come to terms with that and realize that he's real. That's he's human just like she is. It takes a human with emotions to care. Pomni half expected him to fight back - come on, you're the funny one, after all! Wouldn't it be funny to fight her back? But he didn't. He didn't and he realized that. And her point was proven without her having to say a word. His whole ruse was shattered. This "cartoon villain" he wanted to be so badly.

And that's why he had to double down verbally and mention "you think I didn't fight you back was because I secretly CARE about you?" Exactly that. She didn't say that. You did. Because you do. She just needed to knock some sense into you for you to get it through your head.

He has feelings, he has emotions, he cares. And she saw that. Whether he wanted her to or not. And that's why shooting herself or shooting Jax in the end wouldn't have made any lasting impression or sense for their development to get this point and realization driven into his head.

[hangtenn]

i know i talk about lennon's sanpaku eyes a lot. though, she also just looks overly exhausted at all times. like, permanent eye bags that never seem to go away, no matter how much sleep she gets.

it's giving....

[endaether]

When will square enix stop being scared of giving their characters body hair? Under the cut, see how I envision Clive's body hair (I couldn't find pictures of back or legs/arms that were nice... I've been in the trenches for like half an hour)

with thicker arm hair, of course.

[travmsoldat]

if it wasn't abundantly obvious by now jsyk i draw SO much of phillip's characterization from Old Hollywood Men !! ! ! ! !

PRIMARILY all the dignity, quiet strength, patrician, gentlemanliness of Gregory Peck. (mannerisms and all and also like he is atticus finch ! ! why do you think i make phillip a lawyer in non-fantasy verses) and the magnetism, follow-my-own-rules rebelliousness, and intensity of Marlon Brando ! ! !