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Pls pls pls reed

Hello lovely! There is a Reed fic in the works, hoping to get it out this weekend maybe?

Sneak preview for you - concept is that Reed “I’m fine” Richards gets the flu and tries to hide it from the fam

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Howwww many times does it have to be said that if you don't have your age in your bio you will be blocked lmao

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Misery Loves Company

Summary: A story in which Johnny is sick and wants company, but company doesn’t want his germs. (Family vibes and general fluff 🥰)

Word Count: 1.3k

*PLEASE DONT REBLOG TO NON-KINK BLOGS*

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In the last couple of years since the incident, all four members of the nation’s favorite family were used to feeling weird every now and then. Whether it be the headaches that came from straining Sue’s powers or the occasional joint aches from Reed stretching, it wasn’t unexpected.

However on this particular morning, when Johnny woke up feeling a bit weird, he knew exactly the cause. Headache, sore throat, stuffy nose - he was sick.

He groaned and rolled onto his back in bed, rubbing the heel of his hands against his eyes. A hoarse cough escaped his lips as he sat up slowly, strawberry blonde hair sticking out in all directions.

“N’gtSCH! G’TCH’uh!”

He sneezed openly before sniffling thickly. Yup, definitely sick.

Clad in his white t-shirt and blue pajama pants with crew socks, he made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Even splashing cold water on his face did nothing to ease his general look of being unwell, and he found himself out of habit making his way to his older sister’s room.

Sue Storm was in her master bathroom, putting the finishing touch on her makeup while balancing Franklin on her hip.

“Hey Sue?” Johnny rasped as he knocked on the door. A few seconds passed before he opened it and let himself in.

“Sue?”

The eldest Storm sibling emerged, Franklin cooing at his uncle Johnny.

“Oh Johnny, you look awful.”

The man rubbed at the back of his neck, slightly embarrassed. “Yeah, I feel like sh-” he clocked his nephew before finishing. “I feel terrible. I thought… could you show me how to make that tea mom used to make?”

The blonde’s heart softened. Johnny got sick so rarely, she’d almost forgotten about the special tea their mom used to make.

“Shoot, I’m sorry. I’m on my way out with Franklin right now. Maybe Ben can pick you up something?”

She was very obviously in a rush. Having a child made her and Reed perpetually late for almost everything these days - except family dinners.

She backtracked and pulled open one of the cabinets under the sink and grabbed a half empty bag of cough drops. “Here, take these.”

She pressed the bag into his hand and kissed the top of his head quickly as she rushed past him out the door, baby Franklin in tow.

Johnny huffed a congested sigh, whispering to the empty room, “thanks.”

***

With his sister out of the question for the time being, he moved on to see if his brother in law would help him out.

The elevator doors opened right as he was sneezing into the air next to him.

Reed looked up from his experiment and sighed. “Bless you. Please cover your mouth Johnny, you know how I feel about that.”

Reed Richards was one of the most germ-aware people that Johnny knew. He was already borderline hypochondriac, but his background in science really didn’t help.

“Sorry…” The blonde hitched, stumbling forward into cupped hands. “eh’TSCH! H’etCHiew!”

“NOT with your hands…” Reed almost whined. “What do you want Johnny? I’m busy.”

“I’m sick.”

His brother in law was almost exasperated. “So go lie down. I don’t have time to get sick and I don’t want your germs in my lab.”

“Well. Can’t you make me some kind of cure with science or something? Whip me up a magic potion?” Johnny teased, doing wizard fingers at the end.

“No.”

“Oh come ON, Reed. If anyone can do it, you can!”

The older man reached out and felt Johnny’s forehead. “You feel warm.”

“I’m always warm. Remember??” Johnny snapped and his forearm and hand caught on fire, illuminating the room.

“Will you stop that? I’ve got important papers here. You’ve got a cold, Johnny. There’s no cure for that.”

As fast as the flames were there, they were gone. Johnny’s annoyed stare being quickly replaced by squinted eyes and a slack mouth.

Anticipating another outburst from his wife’s baby brother, he quickly grabbed a handful of tissues and handed them to the blonde.

Tissues clutched, Johnny dipped down sneezing against the back of his hand.

“ih’tsziew! K’tsCH!”

Reed bit his lip in frustration. “Bless you.”

Johnny blew his nose into the tissues and held it out to Reed. “Thag’ks”

The scientist grabbed the nearby trash can and held it out for Johnny to dispose of the waste before putting the can back on the far end of the room.

“Go to bed Johnny.”

***

The young hero found himself taking up residence on the communal couch in the living room for a little over an hour. He’d spent his morning flipping through channels. HERBIE was trying desperately to bring him tissues and juice, earning some head scratches in thankful return.

“Reed says you’re sick. Why aren’t you in your room?”

“Awww Ben, not you too.” Johnny stood up and made his way to the kitchen to meet his friend. “Besides, the couch is like. Four miles long anyways.”

“Ah ah ah! Not another step!” Ben held out a hand, stopping Johnny from crossing the threshold into the kitchen.

“But I-”

“What do you want? Lucky Charms? I’ll get it for you.”

“I just wanted to hang out with you. You know. Good old fashioned company?”

The end of his sentence caught in his throat and he turned to cough into cupped hands.

“Good old fashioned company can resume when you don’t sound like that…” Ben placed a giant but gentle hand on his friend’s back and slowly ushered him away from the kitchen. “HERBIE, make sure he stays in bed, yeah?”

The family robot beeped a few times in response and scooped up a folded blanket before heading towards Johnny’s room.

“And wash your hands!!” Ben called.

Completely defeated, he crawled back into his bed. HERBIE unfurled the blanket over him. The little robot disappeared from the room momentarily and came back with a fresh box of tissues.

“Thanks HERBIE.” Johnny groaned, cradling the box. He pulled a few to blow his nose again and tossed the used ones aside.

HERBIE also picked one of Johnny’s favorite “concentrating” records and put it gently on the turntable letting the relaxing sounds fill the room.

With time, snuffles and coughs turned into congested snores as the youngest Storm slipped into a much needed sleep.

***

When he wakes again, it’s to a gentle and familiar hand on his forehead. He blinks himself awake and his eyes take a second to focus.

“Sue? What’re you doing?”

“Well, Reed and Ben called, but when I couldn’t find HERBIE, I knew something was up.”

The robot peeked around the doorframe and beeped lovingly - he must’ve been keeping post out there.

“So you’ve been causing havoc I hear?” She teased.

He scoffed, "That's a stretch.”

“Reed says you set the lab on fire.”

“I set myself on fire in the lab. There’s a di- difference. H’etCHew! Ng’SHhiew!”

His head bobbed as he ducked into his elbow. Sue leaned back in amazement.

“Wow, I guess Reed taught you something after all.”

“I guess so…” he reached for a tissue and pressed it against his raw nose.

“If you still want it, I got the stuff to make mom’s special tea.” Sue offered, smiling.

“You are a godsend.” Johnny mumbled from behind the tissue.

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Excited to have my first Johnny fic out there

For my fellow Reed lovers - your time is coming v soon as well 😌💅🏻 Hopefully this weekend when I get some time

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Misery Loves Company

Summary: A story in which Johnny is sick and wants company, but company doesn’t want his germs. (Family vibes and general fluff 🥰)

Word Count: 1.3k

*PLEASE DONT REBLOG TO NON-KINK BLOGS*

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In the last couple of years since the incident, all four members of the nation’s favorite family were used to feeling weird every now and then. Whether it be the headaches that came from straining Sue’s powers or the occasional joint aches from Reed stretching, it wasn’t unexpected.

However on this particular morning, when Johnny woke up feeling a bit weird, he knew exactly the cause. Headache, sore throat, stuffy nose - he was sick.

He groaned and rolled onto his back in bed, rubbing the heel of his hands against his eyes. A hoarse cough escaped his lips as he sat up slowly, strawberry blonde hair sticking out in all directions.

“N’gtSCH! G’TCH’uh!”

He sneezed openly before sniffling thickly. Yup, definitely sick.

Clad in his white t-shirt and blue pajama pants with crew socks, he made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Even splashing cold water on his face did nothing to ease his general look of being unwell, and he found himself out of habit making his way to his older sister’s room.

Sue Storm was in her master bathroom, putting the finishing touch on her makeup while balancing Franklin on her hip.

“Hey Sue?” Johnny rasped as he knocked on the door. A few seconds passed before he opened it and let himself in.

“Sue?”

The eldest Storm sibling emerged, Franklin cooing at his uncle Johnny.

“Oh Johnny, you look awful.”

The man rubbed at the back of his neck, slightly embarrassed. “Yeah, I feel like sh-” he clocked his nephew before finishing. “I feel terrible. I thought… could you show me how to make that tea mom used to make?”

The blonde’s heart softened. Johnny got sick so rarely, she’d almost forgotten about the special tea their mom used to make.

“Shoot, I’m sorry. I’m on my way out with Franklin right now. Maybe Ben can pick you up something?”

She was very obviously in a rush. Having a child made her and Reed perpetually late for almost everything these days - except family dinners.

She backtracked and pulled open one of the cabinets under the sink and grabbed a half empty bag of cough drops. “Here, take these.”

She pressed the bag into his hand and kissed the top of his head quickly as she rushed past him out the door, baby Franklin in tow.

Johnny huffed a congested sigh, whispering to the empty room, “thanks.”

***

With his sister out of the question for the time being, he moved on to see if his brother in law would help him out.

The elevator doors opened right as he was sneezing into the air next to him.

Reed looked up from his experiment and sighed. “Bless you. Please cover your mouth Johnny, you know how I feel about that.”

Reed Richards was one of the most germ-aware people that Johnny knew. He was already borderline hypochondriac, but his background in science really didn’t help.

“Sorry…” The blonde hitched, stumbling forward into cupped hands. “eh’TSCH! H’etCHiew!”

“NOT with your hands…” Reed almost whined. “What do you want Johnny? I’m busy.”

“I’m sick.”

His brother in law was almost exasperated. “So go lie down. I don’t have time to get sick and I don’t want your germs in my lab.”

“Well. Can’t you make me some kind of cure with science or something? Whip me up a magic potion?” Johnny teased, doing wizard fingers at the end.

“No.”

“Oh come ON, Reed. If anyone can do it, you can!”

The older man reached out and felt Johnny’s forehead. “You feel warm.”

“I’m always warm. Remember??” Johnny snapped and his forearm and hand caught on fire, illuminating the room.

“Will you stop that? I’ve got important papers here. You’ve got a cold, Johnny. There’s no cure for that.”

As fast as the flames were there, they were gone. Johnny’s annoyed stare being quickly replaced by squinted eyes and a slack mouth.

Anticipating another outburst from his wife’s baby brother, he quickly grabbed a handful of tissues and handed them to the blonde.

Tissues clutched, Johnny dipped down sneezing against the back of his hand.

“ih’tsziew! K’tsCH!”

Reed bit his lip in frustration. “Bless you.”

Johnny blew his nose into the tissues and held it out to Reed. “Thag’ks”

The scientist grabbed the nearby trash can and held it out for Johnny to dispose of the waste before putting the can back on the far end of the room.

“Go to bed Johnny.”

***

The young hero found himself taking up residence on the communal couch in the living room for a little over an hour. He’d spent his morning flipping through channels. HERBIE was trying desperately to bring him tissues and juice, earning some head scratches in thankful return.

“Reed says you’re sick. Why aren’t you in your room?”

“Awww Ben, not you too.” Johnny stood up and made his way to the kitchen to meet his friend. “Besides, the couch is like. Four miles long anyways.”

“Ah ah ah! Not another step!” Ben held out a hand, stopping Johnny from crossing the threshold into the kitchen.

“But I-”

“What do you want? Lucky Charms? I’ll get it for you.”

“I just wanted to hang out with you. You know. Good old fashioned company?”

The end of his sentence caught in his throat and he turned to cough into cupped hands.

“Good old fashioned company can resume when you don’t sound like that…” Ben placed a giant but gentle hand on his friend’s back and slowly ushered him away from the kitchen. “HERBIE, make sure he stays in bed, yeah?”

The family robot beeped a few times in response and scooped up a folded blanket before heading towards Johnny’s room.

“And wash your hands!!” Ben called.

Completely defeated, he crawled back into his bed. HERBIE unfurled the blanket over him. The little robot disappeared from the room momentarily and came back with a fresh box of tissues.

“Thanks HERBIE.” Johnny groaned, cradling the box. He pulled a few to blow his nose again and tossed the used ones aside.

HERBIE also picked one of Johnny’s favorite “concentrating” records and put it gently on the turntable letting the relaxing sounds fill the room.

With time, snuffles and coughs turned into congested snores as the youngest Storm slipped into a much needed sleep.

***

When he wakes again, it’s to a gentle and familiar hand on his forehead. He blinks himself awake and his eyes take a second to focus.

“Sue? What’re you doing?”

“Well, Reed and Ben called, but when I couldn’t find HERBIE, I knew something was up.”

The robot peeked around the doorframe and beeped lovingly - he must’ve been keeping post out there.

“So you’ve been causing havoc I hear?” She teased.

He scoffed, "That's a stretch.”

“Reed says you set the lab on fire.”

“I set myself on fire in the lab. There’s a di- difference. H’etCHew! Ng’SHhiew!”

His head bobbed as he ducked into his elbow. Sue leaned back in amazement.

“Wow, I guess Reed taught you something after all.”

“I guess so…” he reached for a tissue and pressed it against his raw nose.

“If you still want it, I got the stuff to make mom’s special tea.” Sue offered, smiling.

“You are a godsend.” Johnny mumbled from behind the tissue.

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how about a fic about sick Johnny being bound to his room by the team because he doesn’t cover?

Hello Anon! Funny you should say that bc I was working on something v similar last night!! Hoping to get it out to yall by this weekend at the latest 🩵

And for my fellow Reed enthusiasts - that’s coming too hehehhee

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Stuck in a mental debate between which flavor F/antastic F/our fic I wanna write first 😩

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Slowly but surely (and currently) taking requests for

•R/eed R/ichards or J/ohnny S/torm

•T/hunderbolts Bob

•S/teddie any AU of mine

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I've also learned recently from Comic fans that apparently Johnny is also insecure, and his cocky attitude is a front for that insecurity so do with this knowledge what you will. 🤣🤣🤣

Oh my friend, his insecurities 100000% come out when he’s got a fever. And he probably says some stuff to the fam that he wishes he hadn’t (in terms of things he’s insecure about and annoyed that he was vulnerable and doesn’t recall)

KB Makes Johnny cry during a fever 2k25 LOL

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KB’s Headcanons for Johnny Storm

***This man would ABSOLUTELY share his cold with everyone else and be completely oblivious that he even did it 🫠 and I still love him

•he’s the type who would sneeze in his fucking space helmet and have to clean it later 🥲

•Ben would be on his ass about washing his hands and picking up after himself in his sick nest because I’m positive he’d be found lounging around and germing up different parts of Baxter Tower

•this man is a hand sneezer and I cannot picture it any other way. And Sue would def smack him upside the head bc she’s been on him about this since they were kids

•^ but also to that point especially after having Franklin, Sue would take the role of their mother and like take care of him totally

•I think Johnny has seasonal allergies and I will not elaborate

•honestly still toying around with how I think his powers would react to fevers

But I think a telltale sign would be him feeling cold

I’m sure Reed has some industrial strength thermometer they could use for Johnny

Perhaps his powers flare up if he gets really bad?

•he is angry/bored sickie - wants to live his life but is inconvenienced by a cold. Makes him very irritable and frustrated

•Reed is absolutely protective of and cares for Johnny

•might desperately go to Reed asking for a magic science solution, but likely Reed will just pull a hagrid and be like “nothing to do but wait till it stops I’m afraid…”

•mans is FUNNY. If he wasn’t in a mood for humor you’d know something is off

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Fantastic Four Masterlist

•Headcanons for Reed

•Headcanons for Johnny

•Misery Loves Company (1.3k, Johnny)

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KB’s Headcanons for Reed Richards

THIS GUY ~ yes I’ve now seen F4 and yes I will be writing for both Reed and Johnny thank u 🫶🏻💙🩵

overworked baddie daddy

married man and 100% dedicated to the fam

10/10 would put work first over his health

this man in my opinion is totally one who would try to stifle sneezes (poorly) in front of company and who would elbow sneeze any other time if he’s alone or with ppl he’s comfortable with

HES A CHECKLIST BABY - if he suspected he was coming down with something he would try every trick of the trade to fight it off before it hits - which everyone except him seems to know is not really possible

Not a germaphobe per se, but is very germ aware as a scientist and intellectual - so he’s like super aware anytime Johnny gets sick etc etc and will like wash his own hands potentially extra bc he doesn’t have time to catch whatever Johnny’s got

Once the cats out of the bag that he’s sick, he’d let Sue and the fam take care of him but he would like. NOT want attention drawn to himself in doing so

Would be embarrassed by the “stuffy voice” that Ben and Johnny would totally point out

will subsequently work himself to the ground or until someone (Ben) physically drags him away

strong leader but may have shit immune system if he’s in his lab all night and working all day

literally “stretch”ed thin

DENIAL DADDY

Reed “it’s nothing I’m fine” Richards

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk and yes I will be adding to this in future ~KB

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4000 posts! Yeah so that’s wild??????

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I SEE F/ANTASTIC F/OUR TOMORROW

PLS PREP YOURSELVES FOR MY INCOMING HEADCANONS AND SUCH

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can people really not put their whole fucking naked body on a post that’s not tagged as nsfw or nudity or put under a cut. like just a picture on a post. not a prude or anything but sometimes i open this app in public and i don’t need literal full frontal nudity taking up my whole screen. you can just put it under the cut. post it all you want i don’t give a fuck at all i’m not saying you shouldn’t. but jesus fucking christ. just opened the app and a literal entire naked person on my screen. i try so hard not to be judgmental and this is going to sound so mean but that’s insane behavior having it almost completely uncensored (tiny stickers over nipples and crotch, whole rest of the body exposed). that does nothing. i’m probs going to get ppl mad at me for this but i am 0% sorry lol just put it under a fucking cut. 99% of them don’t even have tags or anything that i can block. either put it under a cut or just tag it as nudity or some shit i can BLOCK. for the ninety millionth time in this post please do not do that. block me if you disagree i don’t give a fuck but this site isn’t inherently sexual! i know it’s got a lot of sexual stuff on it but i don’t log on this app just to see sneeze stuff. i follow other blogs too! sometimes i want to look at pictures of my favorite celebrities and not a naked person. sue me! ill block the accounts that do that that bother me bc thats something i can do for sure and again im not trying to dictate what people can and cant post, just have the decency to tag your incredibly nsfw stuff or again, put it under the goddamn cut.

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John Oliver gets it, as usual. AI Slop is one of the best episodes of Last Week Tonight I've seen so far. Gen AI is theft. Those who use it are not authors or artists, they're grifters profiting from real creatives.

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Though I did not post the things today - I’m actively in the process of brainstorming a Dr AU inbox prompt response and I think you guys will enjoy 🥰