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my sweet darling who can actually stand for himself as it turns out

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Did I write a Kendal/Negatus fanfic? Yeah. Idk how to do the cutoff thing so read it or not its ur choice :))

After kendal had gotten the one singular gem finished, Negatus was still annoyed, he seemed to stick around. Wandering around the base even days after he was supposed to have left. Though strangely, Negatus didnt mind the company. "Certainly a whole lot better than just the demons," he thought to himself one day, staring at Kendal polishing a jewel from across his "throne room". Negatus had also noticed something else strange. Kendal was buying him gifts. Not just small things either, Kendal was, little by little, slowly but surely, spoiling him. Expensive gifts that Negatus said he didnt want (but kept anyway, for some reason), or silly little trinkets that he kept on a shelf in his room. Hed never treasured anything before, but the things Kendal gave him were different. He kept them safe, clean, out of harm's way, and if Negatus' stomach did a little flip everytime he saw the matching black rings Kendal had gotten them both on his and Kendal's fingers, he ignored it.

This went on for months. Months of going to fancy restaurants and festivals, months of pretty sparkly jewelry. And also, months of suggestive winks, and smirks, and waves. Negatus ignored those too. Then, eventually, he decided hed gathered up enough courage and wanted to confront Kendal about the affection (was it?) that had been happening. He found Kendal cooking, making pancakes like he usually did on a sunday, humming to himself in a language Negatus was yet to recognise.

"There you are! Was wondering when you were going to wake up, you sleepy head,"

"Mm. I have a question."

"Go for it" Kendal smiled. That tooth rotting-ly sweet smile that made Negatus' stomach do front flips.

"What's.. uh..what's with the gifts? Like the stuff you've been buying me? I dont mind it dont get me wrong I'm just wondering why?"

"Simple really," Kendal turned to him then, eyes soft, hair messy, looking downright gorgeous.. "you deserve it."

"What." Not a question. A statement.

"You deserve-mmph!" Negatus kissed him then, his hands threaded through white hair, eyes squeezed shut so tight he was seeing patterns and blood was rushing through his ears. He was tense, waiting to be pushed, or slapped, or something, but it didnt come. He let go of Kendal after a second, not daring to look in his eyes.

"Look at me"

"No" he must hate him now.

"Negatus, look at me," he did. Slowly lifting his head up to look at Kendal in his eyes, he didnt see hate, or disgust, or anything like that. Kendal was smiling. Grinning, actually, a pure happy grin, wide and oh so very very bright.

"Gods that took you long enough,"

And suddenly they were kissing again. Except, Negatus was relaxed, and melted into Kendal like butter. It'd been about 30 seconds before Negatus realised.

"Ken-" kiss "Kenda-" kiss kiss "Kendal the pancakes they'll burn!"

Kendal reached behind him and turned off the oven, still staring at Negatus.

"To hell with the pancakes, I've got something much better on my menu now"

Well, Negatus could certainly deal with that.

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some ghosts headcanons <3

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maybe all my inner child wants is horrible histories books because I just found my old collection from 2010 and I'm on the floor crying /srs

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Ben Willbond as The Captain in Ghosts 2x03

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Ghosts fan art comic. Slightly rushed to get it finished in time for the last episode tonight since it nominally takes place at the same time so please excuse the rather perfunctory (or non-existent) backgrounds. Originally I had Thomas dancing in the first two panels but realised that if I did then the room was too long and he didn’t fit.

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i cant explain it but ben willbond looks like captain barnacles

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episode where this really old man shows up at button house and tells alison about how he served there for a time in wwii. alison shows him around then leaves him alone in a room for a moment to just spend some time with his thoughts/memories because he’s getting a little overwhelmed and she goes and asks the cap if he remembers him but the cap won’t talk to anyone. the old man is havers.

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Alison finds a stack of love letters in the attic from a “Ted” to a “William”, and all the ghosts (except Fanny) are like yes, read them to us, please, anything to keep us entertained. The Captain sits in the corner trying to blend into the sofa and constantly clearing his throat.

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if you were/are obsessed with horrible histories you are probably a leftie with the most wide spanning music taste and a weird fixation on certain historical events and a party trick of being able to name every single british monarch

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The Autistic Ghosts in Button House

Traits/symptoms of autism shown by Robin, the Captain, Mary, Thomas and Kitty, with as much canon evidence as I could find. If anyone wants to add any other traits or symptoms I may have missed, or more scenes for any of the ones I have listed, go ahead!

(This gets a bit long)

Taglist: @emperor-theodore, @logicallyprincely , @moonahstone, @analysisace

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fruit

Which Recurring Horrible Histories Character Are You?

new uquiz just dropped

link in my reblog

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besties.. maybe lovers..

The Captain + Pat in Series 2 of BBC Ghosts.

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yonderland, but its every time i wonder who the real target audience was

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can you imagine being married for most of your life to a woman who didn't love you and pretended not to be able to speak your language so she wouldn't have to even talk to you, being rejected and left out by your fellow dead folks for centuries to the point that even your own body doesn't like to hang out with you, then finding out said body has been hooking up with this old lady you don't even get along with, finally coming to terms with it and deciding to shoot your shot, only for her to catch one look at you and your body together and be like "ew gross no" and run out of the room, and THEN to top it all off your own body punches you in the face and leaves you again?