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specialgradefckr · 2 months ago

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Teacher's Pet

tw: explicit content. nerd!gojo, teacher!reader, teacher/student, power imbalance. all characters involved are 18+. gojo is a SLUT for older women and also a very very dumb teenage boy.

You have to admit - grading papers is more fun with your best and brightest student mouthing your cunt under your desk.

He's a needy thing, a whiner to the core. Humming needily against your clit until you pet his hair and nudge his throbbing bulge with the toe of your high-heeled shoe.

It's the hand in the hair that makes him moan, though. He clings to your thighs like he's dying, lavishing your clit in kitten licks.

Something tells you he's not getting enough attention at home, but he's a senior, not some middle schooler.

He's a big boy now, and big boys don't forget to calculate for air resistance in addition to friction along the ground.

You hadn't marked any other students off for that, but you knew he was different. Better.

You told him so to his face when he came to complain to you about it. Told him that he was better than that, he should act like it.

Satoru Gojo was smart enough to be halfway through a college degree already, and here he was goofing around in your high school physics class. You'd met masters students who couldn't apply formulae as consistently and accurately as him.

That was where it started, you think. It was honest, sincere. He was so quick on the update, so concise, so good with his calculations.

You didn't get many students like that. It would be nice to see him go further, use his brain, apply himself and learn for the sake of learning. Because he can. Satoru has something great in him, and you want to see it shine.

The look on his face... you hadn't forgotten it even after going home that day.

Something in him changed after that talk. A good change, at first; always raising his hand, writing out his answers more thoroughly, asking discussion questions.

His face would just light up when you accepted his answers. He drank in every ounce of praise, attention, and conversation you could offer. Stayed after class to discuss material, even started reading different books to talk to you about.

When he told you he wanted to major in physics, get his degree - just like you had - you thought you'd really done something. Changed his life.

It was every teacher's dream, making a difference like that. Being a teacher hadn't been your dream, but knowing that you'd changed the course of Satoru Gojo's life, even just a little... it was a nice thought.

You couldn't deny there was a bit of envy in you, of course. He just understood things so much faster than you ever did, took to it all right away, acted like it was elementary.

And then, of course, he's spectacularly handsome. Beautiful, even. You didn't miss the way the other students - even some other boys - fawned over him.

On one notable incident one such girl had pulled him out of your after-class discussions - "Please, it's important, aren't your already acing Physics?" - and... well, maybe it was a hit of realism for you.

Maybe you'd gotten ahead of yourself. You were just his teacher, after all. Even a teacher can only have so much influence on his life. There were so many other people who knew him, cared about him, spent much more time with him than you did.

In the story of Satoru Gojo, you were a footnote, at best. Just a teacher he had in high school, nothing more.

The beautiful young man left the room with the beautiful young woman, and there you were, sitting, grading papers.

That could have been you, once.

Maybe you could have dated a smart colleague your age when you were in college, instead of someone older, cooler, more adult -

Just man enough to marry you, take out a hundred loans, and skip town to leave you holding the bag.

You'd watched the closed door with a nostalgic sort of bitterness. Then again, maybe it was never in the cards for you. You didn't have any family, much less a rich, well-respected one like the Gojo.

You probably never would, at this rate. And why would you even want one? Kids, with your schedule, with your debt?

You know better, now, than to expect a man to stick around to raise them. Maybe that was your one stroke of luck, that you never had a child.

It wasn't worth it to get a boyfriend. It wasn't easy like it would be for him; people fell over themselves to get Satoru Gojo's attention, to have his eyes on them. Girls left notes in his lockers, guys sucked up to him, everyone wanted a piece.

You're missing pieces. Old and jaded. With broken dreams of a PhD and a mountain of debt as your company. Who'd want you?

All you have is your work, and the pittance you're paid for it. At least you're good at it.

There's a little less enthusiasm in your voice, after that. When you take Gojo's answers - if you call on him at all - or give him his test results.

It just seems so pointless. The wind is out of your sails, the memory of youthful optimism and joy diminished when you remember what you are.

A leftover. Used up and discarded.

You keep your after-school discussions brief but respectful. It's hard to encourage him. Satoru Gojo is destined for success no matter what he does. He certainly doesn't need your help.

But then something strange happens.

You give a pop quiz and Gojo gets a B. His perfect answers start to crack. He doesn't show his work, doesn't do anything more than the bare minimum.

He does, however, go to office hours. But he doesn't speak - he just stares.

Those icy blue eyes. Bright. Piercing. Demanding, as if he has questions.

As if you have any answers he doesn't already know. Frustrating, beautiful, clever boy, he doesn't need your help, doesn't need anything from you, so why is he here?

"Can I help you with something, Mister Gojo?" You remember asking.

You remember him saying that you could. Stalking up to your desk like he thought he was slick. Eying you carefully.

You don't remember how it went down after that. What he did, how he started it.

But you remember to lock the door every time he's in here with you. If Gojo doesn't do it himself.

Or Satoru, rather. He always begged you to call him that during your first extra credit session.

You still remember his eyes. All wide open and pleading. "Please, sensei! Isn't there anything I can do?"

The memory brings a chuckle bubbling up your throat. The feigned innocence, the clumsy attempt at seduction.

Fuck, but he was pretty. Still is. Prettiest eighteen year old you've ever seen. And tall. All pent up and horny all the time, but so cute about it, so needy.

And you're - maybe you're a bit lonely.

And god, it feels so good to be wanted again.

"What's so funny?" He whines, breath hot against your folds.

You tap down on his dick with the tip of your shoe, enough that he groans again, "Keep going. You haven't earned it yet."

That just makes him whine again, but he closes his lips in your clit, fingers tightening on your thighs, tongue pressing hard into the swollen bud, pulsing through your core.

You stay casual, focused on the papers. Even as you feel yourself tightening up - Satoru can feel it too, you think. He always paid such good attention.

At least, when you were the one teaching him.

"There," you murmur, grinding your shoe into the bulge in his pants, slipping down one hand to his hair, feathery white, "Just a little more..."

He makes a grunt and your mind fills in the indignant I know, as if he's insulted you think he doesn't.

Satoru knows how close you are, and he laves his tongue over your clit, hard strokes, fast, enough to have you biting your lip as you tilt your head back, giving away as little as possible before -

"Ah," Light, airy, a sudden heat flits through you, rising up to your cheeks as release blooms between your legs.

You sigh a little bit, loosening your grip in his hair. When did it get so tight?

When you pull your foot away from his crotch, it's still noticeably hard.

"Hey," He looks up at you with big blue eyes. Wet, pink lips. Pleading face wet with your cum. "Can I come to your place?"

"That's not quite appropriate between a teacher and student," You drawl, giving his head a fond stroke.

Satoru's pretty white lashes flutter lightly at the touch, and he shivers just a little. Like he can't help himself.

"Pleeeeeaasse?" He whines, pressing himself up against you, "I'll be good. I'm so good. Aren't I? Come on, I did good!"

Your lips quirk to the side, as if in contemplation. Sure, he did well, but Satoru's always the cutest, the most obedient, the easiest when he feels like he's got something to prove.

"Half points," You say, packing up your papers, "You could have done better."

Not I've had better, or it could be better, or even I'm disappointed. No, you had to tell him you believed in him... and that he fell just short.

That's what lights up the look in his eyes, sends a wild insistence surging through him.

"Wait!" His hand wraps around your wrist as you stand up to leave, "I'll do it, I'll do better. Let me come with and you'll see."

Satoru looks so silly like this. On his hands and knees, half-crawled out from under your desk, looking up at you with puppy dog eyes.

But you're too old for this, for him. You know what happens next.

You take in strays, you get bit.

"I'll see you next time, Mister Gojo," You tell him with a smooth smile, and he withers at the use of his name, "Please try harder next time."

"But you ca-"

"On the next quiz, Mister Gojo," You speak over him with the firm, stern voice that always has him straightening his shoulders.

Poor thing. His dick is probably throbbing in his pants, if he hasn't cum in them already.

You close the door behind you when you leave, Satoru stuck behind you in the room.

You don't look back.

He's sulking, the next time you see him. It's adorable.

You watch him, elbow propped up on his desk, resting his chin on his hand while he stares out the window with a stubborn scowl on his face.

Precious. Look at those chubby, puffed-up cheeks. You could almost take a bite out of him.

"Mister Gojo..." You say, and he doesn't turn his head, "Mister Gojo."

Loud enough that the entire class turns to him, staring. Satoru takes a long moment pursing his lips and looking up at you wordlessly.

With an elegant, unbothered smile, you say, "Just checking to see if you were still with us, Mister Gojo. Now, as I was saying, the wave-particle duality can also be applied to matter, and in fact even subatomic particles can be demonstrated to behave like waves. This is important because..."

Approaching his table as you trail off, you look at him, brow raised in expectation, and Satoru looks away, silent.

"Care to fill us in, Mister Gojo?" You prod. Does he hate being called Mister Gojo that much?

"Nope," Satoru says, popping the p.

You have to hold back a laugh. "I see. Well, don't feel too bad, Mister Gojo," You say as you stride past his chair back up to the front, "It is an advanced topic. A high schooler like you wouldn't be expected to know that sort of thing."

That rankles, you can tell - "Because in quantum mechanics-"

"Moving on!" You speak over him, turning to the board and pulling down a screen.

The class shuffles as you lead them into the next lesson. Satoru is prickly, annoyed, his leg bouncing with errant energy the whole time it goes on.

He stands up after class, ready to walk up and speak to you, but you're quicker, already on your way out.

"Hey," He calls after you - never subtle, that one.

Once again, you don't stop. Maybe a few more days and he'll cool down.

It's something that looms in the back of your mind as you go about your day, teach your other classes, head back home.

This little stint with Satoru isn't going to last, after all. Really, you should be a lot more worried, since he's a student, and you're a teacher, but he's an adult so it's not like you'd face criminal charges.

You could be fired, but with how hard up schools were for physics teachers, you'd find a new position somewhere.

But Satoru isn't stupid. And you're discreet. It's not like you've done that much with him anyways.

It's fun, you can admit. A little bit of that energy from your youth, the joy of being wanted and chased and having a good-looking boy fall over himself for your attention.

Happier times. A better life. But those times are long gone, you're painfully aware.

You come home to a dingy studio apartment, with no more furniture than a bed and an end table. It's ramen again, tonight, and then scrolling on your phone in bed until you fall asleep. Maybe read some books you'd picked up from the library.

Just like you do every day. You have no friends left after your life went to shit. You wouldn't want anyone to see you living like this anyways.

It's cold, because you can't afford to pay much for heat, and you have to lock and deadbolt the door in case the loan sharks come by in the middle of the night again.

A reminder. Nothing good can last. You could pour all your heart into a man, all the encouragement and attention into your students, and you're still here, at the end of the day.

All you could do was enjoy what you had while it lasted. You could like Satoru, you could love him, even, but he'd never love you.

Couldn't even blame him. You didn't, either.

The next time Satoru catches you during office hours, he's well and truly desperate. Eyes wide and searching, frantic, door slamming and locking behind him as he stalked towards you.

"You're ignoring me."

"I rather think you've been ignoring me, Mister Gojo," You say, brandishing the formality like a shield, "Which is wholly inappropriate, considering I'm your teacher."

"Do you even like me?" He whines, leaning onto your desk, slipping his shades down to look you in the eyes, "You never want to hang out."

"Probably because I'm your teacher," The amusement in your tone is palpable, "I don't care to hang out around teenagers."

"Don't be like that!" Satoru leans in closer to you, "I know I get you off!"

You give him a sharp look. "Lower your voice. Satoru."

He stiffens up at that, avoiding your gaze, looking utterly scolded. Honey and vinegar, as the saying goes.

And maybe you do feel a little bit bad for him. He looks so morose, sometimes, listless. He is, after all, just a teenager who wants to be seen.

You slide your chair back in your desk, and it's a testament to your time together that Satoru immediately crouches to get underneath and between your legs.

You can't help a laugh, patting his head as he closes the distance, parting your thighs.

"Not today, sweet boy," You coo, sliding back even further.

Satoru's gaze is equal parts excitement and apprehension; he doesn't let go of your thighs. "What are we gonna do?"

You pull out a seat next to you. "Grade homework. It's time you put that brain to use."

The groan he makes is utterly hilarious. You laugh out loud, tugging him up by the hand, which he refuses to let go even when you shake it.

"I don't wanna," even as he speaks, he sits himself awkwardly in the chair next to you, scooting it closer, until you're touching, "Let's do something fun. I do all this stuff in class already."

"No you don't. You pout like a baby and refuse to engage with the material. It's very cute, but I know you're better than that, Satoru."

The redness on his cheeks brings a warm feeling to your chest.

"I could have answered it. You know that."

"I do," and you don't miss how his chest puffs up at that, either, "But I also know that you're my good boy, and good boys don't ignore their teachers. You can make it up to me, right?"

His tongue darts out to wet his lips. "...Yeah."

"That's what I thought," You say warmly, watching him get to work, "And with both of us doing this, it'll go twice as fast."

"I'm failing everyone," Satoru grumbles, and you giggle - this makes the tips of his ears red.

He grades the papers accurately, so you let his little comment pass.

But you don't start grading papers. Instead, your hand makes its way down to his thigh, making him tense up.

"What are you - "

"Be good for me, Satoru," You say, catching his bright-blue gaze in a piercing stare, "You can do that, right? You're such a smart young man. Focus. Don't move."

You can see the realization course through him (your clever boy) as your hand inches towards his cock. His adam's apple bobs as his eyes flick back to his papers.

"The faster you finish grading, the faster you finish. But I'm checking your work as you go," leaning in closer, "One mistake, and I stop."

"Do you think you can do it for me, Satoru?" You purr into his ear as you slip under his jeans to grasp him - he gasps. "Or is that too hard for you?"

You're pretty sure he's never been harder.

"Of course I can," Satoru's voice is impressively smooth, "You better get going. I've already started."

A grin creeps up your face. So he thinks he can last that long?

Running your hands around his dick, feeling it; there's already cum pearling up at the tip.

"I see you have," You say, casually leaning shoulder-to-shoulder as you look over the papers he's grading, "But so have I, no?"

Whatever he's about to say gets cut off by a sharp grunt that wilts into a moan as you squeeze him at the tip, rubbing your thumb over his head. Stroking, you coax his precum along his length.

Next to you, his body strains with the effort of containing himself. You watch him mark the papers with efficiency you've never seen in all your years teaching. What a good boy, indeed.

So cute. His pretty face tightened in concentration, eyes gleaming with desire, with that boyish glee in his own talent that Satoru wears so well.

Forget taking a bite out of him. You want to eat him up.

It doesn't help that he's throbbing, twitching in your hands. Satoru is long, too - pretty, you think, when you glance at it - and it sends a flash of heat down your core.

"Distracted by something?" There's an unmistakable pride in his voice, even though his whole body is half trembling at your touch.

His cock is practically jumping in your hand.

Half-scoffing, half-chuckling, you place a kick on his cheek - his cock spurts just a little bit at it, and you have to bite back a cackle.

"Of course not," You coo, "I thought long and hard to come up with a test that could actually challenge you. My best student."

Long strokes, now, combined with praise that has his dick jumping again, a full-body reaction of energy coursing through him.

"But I know you can do it," Leaning in, you lay a kiss against his neck, nuzzling into there affectionately, "You're such a clever boy. You can do it, right?"

His hips jerk, twitching, along with the sharp scrawl of the pen in his hands. No mistakes, not yet. And so close -

He says your name, then. "Sensei," when you refuse to answer to it.

You squeeze him harder, like you can hold onto him if you just clench tightly enough. Like his little pants and whimpers of your name mean anything more than that he's close.

Like just having him like this, in your hands, at your mercy, makes him yours.

Warm, wet, hot and spurting out - "No - no, no not yet- fuck - fuck," he half-heaves in a sound torn between anguish and ecstasy.

His arms freeze up at his sides, and he shivers, choking on a sob before he melts into the chair. All over your hand. Face flushed red hot with bliss.

White lashes flutter over his eyes, blue and blown wide in pleasure. His pretty mouth hanging open, panting.

There's one paper left.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," You tut as you pull your hand away, wiping it off on his shirt, "And you were so close to finishing, too. I guess there are some things even my best student isn't capable of."

"Come ooooonnnn. You totally did that on purpose." Satoru slumps in your direction, still boneless. Face full of that boyish charm.

Still touch-hungry, even now, like a cat butting its head into your hand.

You snicker, even though you oblige him with a gentle hand in his hair, "Oh? I didn't know you wanted me to go easy on you."

Satoru leans over, into your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you, "Don't be like that, sensei~ I'll make it up to you."

And that gets a giggle out of you. Because he's cute, he's flirty, and maybe you get just a little wet at the thought of what his well-trained mouth can do.

He positively preens at the sound, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, holding you close.

Soft lips tickle at your throat. Then teeth -

You shove him away, gathering yourself in a moment and standing up.

"What-"

"Make it up to me? That's a reward for you. I don't reward failure." You say. It's meant to be teasing, but it comes out colder, harder than you mean it.

There's panic in his eyes as he looks up at you. Bright, blinding.

"What, you're gonna leave? Just like that? You can't be serious," He stands up himself, grabbing you by the upper arm, "Just stay. I won't even ask to go home with you this time!"

"That's enough, Mister Gojo," you say, shoving his arm off, striding towards the door.

"Don't leave," The words are low, mournful, "Just tell me what you want me to do, I'll do it! Don't leave me!"

This time, you do look back. Satoru stands there, looking after you, forelorn like some kind of kicked puppy.

That's just how it is, though. It's what he gets for loving someone older, unworthy of him. He should know better than to want a woman nearly twice his age.

In a way, you're doing him a favor. Making sure he doesn't end up like you did.

When he finally gives his heart to someone, it should be -

You slam the door behind you.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #satoru gojo #gojo x reader #gojo x yn #gojo x you #x reader #satoru gojo smut #jjk smut #lemon #teacher x student #tw: age gap #older!reader #older woman x younger man #reader has ISSUES

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amazinglyegg · 1 month ago

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Can I request a Fallout 4 companions finding themselves in a one bed situation with the sole survivor

Companions react: there's only one bed!

(99% platonic)

Cait:

One of the more likely ones to refuse sharing a bed.

It's just too intimate for her, and she's had too many poor experiences of being accused of "leading someone on" just for being kind

Will probably just sleep on a chair and complain the next day over it.

She's slept in worse conditions before, so she's not too bothered by it

Might share the bed if she's close enough with Sole, but she wants as much space between them as physically possible. Put up a pillow barrier or risk her stealing the blankets and sleeping on the floor because Sole sprawled out too much in their sleep.

Curie:

It's an entire conundrum for her. There's one bed... but two of us. We both need eight hours of sleep, but we can't sleep on the floor because it'll hurt our muscles! Will we have to stay for 16 hours just so we can both get a turn???

She'll think Sole is a GENIUS for coming up with sharing the bed

Yes! Now neither of us will get back pain!

Will happily share the bed with no issues at all. I doubt she cares too much for the social customs that only partnered people sleep in the same bed

Might hog the blankets though, she's not used to having to share them

Codsworth:

Wonderful! He doesn't need to sleep!

He's more than happy to keep watch while Sole rests :)

He'll even make them breakfast in the morning

Danse:

Sole will probably be more flustered at the idea of sharing a bed than he is

Soldiers often have to sleep in close quarters or otherwise inopportune arrangements so this isn't unusual to him. He won't even bat an eye.

If Sole's uncomfortable with the idea he'll be fine with taking turns or trying to find some alternate sleeping arrangement. I'd be surprised if Brotherhood kit doesn't come with like, a sleeping bag or something

He'l just conk out on the floor, and he probably prefers that to a chair in most situations

Deacon:

Oh he is NOT sharing a bed with Sole

Sorry, that's just way too vulnerable and intimate. He's practically phobic of being percieved. Sole would be able to hear him breath, feel him shift in his sleep, and from a side angle almost surely be able to see his eyes past his sunglasses. That is too much information.

Deacon's also fully capable of sleeping in precarious positions. He can and has slept standing up before. The only thing he doesn't exactly like is sleeping on the hard floor - it hurts his poor old man muscles

So he'll take the chair, or couch, or find some sort of cushioning or blankets to lay on the floor to ease the inevitable soreness. Don't expect him to share the bed with Sole unless they're in a commited relationship!

Gage:

Little brother energy of "I CALL DIBS ON THE BED" the second he notices there's only one

Will cave if Sole insists they take it, they're the overboss after all

Might make fun of the idea of sharing and try to refuse it, but if the only other option is a cold, damp floor? He'll do it

Don't expect him to be a good bedmate though. He's shifting around like crazy and snoring. God forbid Sole rolls over, they risk getting kneed in the theoretical balls from all his movement.

Hancock:

He's familiar with sharing beds and won't turn up the opportunity for a more comfortable sleeping arrangement!

The second Sole offers to share he's picking the best pillow to keep on his side and getting all comfy

Even if not obvious, he's still got that tiny sliver of self-deprication over him being a ghoul. If he doesn't know Sole that well or Sole seems to hesitate, he'll fold and sleep on the floor or something.

He's boney as hell so it'll probably hurt unless he gets some cushioning. He's like a sad dog that just wants to be let on the bed :(

Maccready:

Big ol' whiner

Will probably offer the bed to Sole but secretly hopes Sole lets him have it

The prospect of sharing the bed probably doesn't even cross his mind at first.

I feel like the less they know/like each other the more comfortable Maccready will be

Like if Sole's just paying for his work it's no biggie, they both gotta sleep and it's not like Sole will attack him while he's vulnerable. Why pay someone just to stab them in the back?

But if he LIKES likes Sole, it might bring up memories of sharing a bed with Lucy, and that's a whole nother issue he hasn't fully worked through yet

He'll probably still agree to sharing a bed, but he might be stuck awake thinking of both Sole and Lucy. Poor guys gonna be tired in the morning

Nick:

While he might be capable of going into a sleeping/"off" state, and he might enjoy just laying down and resting every once in a while, it's not really a necessity to him

So of course he'd just tell Sole to take the bed. He doesn't need to sleep. He'll probably even go to a different room just so they don't get spooked by his glowing eyes at 3am

If Sole insists he stays he will. He'll pull up a chair and read or something - if they're really close he might even read outloud if asked.

And if they're really, really close, and it's maybe a bit cold, and they ask nicely... he'll cuddle them for a bit. He's just a nice guy like that

Piper:

Completely fine with sharing the bed if Sole's fine with it!

Of course if she senses they're uncomfortable she'll offer to sleep somewhere else, no biggie, but she doesn't think it's that big of a deal to share

Will also offer to make a pillow barrier if she thinks Sole will be more comfortable with it. It's probably something she did with Nat when they had to share a bed to prevent the inevitable bickering of "You're on my side!" and "Stop kicking me!"

Will hog the blankets though, be warned.

If Sole doesn't want to share she's more likely to pull the "okay but next time YOU'RE sleeping on the floor and I'M getting the bed" and she WILL remember it!

Preston:

Offers Sole the bed like the gentleman he is, of course

Will probably conk out on a chair persuming it's safe and quiet enough

If Sole insists they share he'll agree to it, though. Poor guy has had enough rough sleeping arrangements for a lifetime, and he's glad to escape the back pain if Sole's comfortable with it

If he's crushing on Sole he might have a small little internal panic about it. They're sharing a bed but it doesn't mean anything of course, unless Sole thinks it means something...? But no way, they just want to be comfortable, it's weird to think of the general this way, is HE the weirdo for agreeing to sleep with them???

My man has anxiety just give him 45 minutes to overthink and he'll eventually think himself to sleep

Strong:

I don't think both Strong and Sole can fit on a bed...

I can't imagine Supermutants are that used to regular beds anyway, the ones you see in their camps are made up of tires and wire (???)

I guess they don't mind hard bedding?

He'll probably find some cloth or blankets to throw on the floor and sleep there. Possibly at the foot of Sole's bed like a guard dog

X6-88:

Realistically he wouldn't want to sleep anywhere in the Commonwealth anyway. He'd do his best to teleport back to the Institute if possible, where they both have their own bed

If the Institute isn't an option for whatever reason? He'll take the floor but complain the whole time

Won't even consider taking the bed in any way - the Institute would probably be very against synths having better luxuries than humans. It'll probably get him in serious trouble if the Institute finds out

Might share the bed with Sole if they pull rank on him. Can't argue with the leader and all.

He'll sleep very stiffly and won't move a single muscle. Will let the blankets be taken and will just be cold.

#fallout 4 #companions react #fallout 4 companions #cait #curie #codsworth (yes i included codsworth even though he cant sleep hes my baby)#paladin danse #deacon #porter gage #john hancock #maccready #nick valentine #piper wright #preston garvey #strong #x6 88 #i went for platonic because i imagine most crushing scenarios would just be “AAAAA WE'RE SHARING A BED 😳”#and most romanced scenarios would just be. “fuck yeah”.#idk man im aroace thats what i assume relationships are like

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blade-liger-4ever · 9 months ago

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Why I feel Jack Darby isn't like Orion Pax/Optimus Prime

This is probably not gonna do me any favors in the wider Transformers community, but that's fine; I don't want to be in the good graces of half those people. Besides, I've grown to really dislike Jack over the years, and now that there's a new TF film that actually shows us Optimus and Megatron's past that has everyone cheering, I can actually cite that film in my argument should I encounter any whiners.

Fair warning, this will not be in Jack's favor.

So, as we see of him in Transformers: Prime, Jack had a really poor life. His dad is missing for reasons unknown, his mother is working herself to the bone to keep the roof over their heads, and Jack himself is working a horrid job to try and lift some of the burden from her shoulders. A standard modern day life for teenage boys, right? Oh, and don't forget him going all gaga over prissy cheerleader Sierra; that's of course the icing on the cake of this cut and dry trope, because the loser boy has to have a thing for the social climber girl who he can't recognize as trouble.

However, when he crashes into the Autobot-Decepticon War, Jack is adamant against getting involved. He whines about his new lot in life, complains that he just wants "a normal life", and overall is ungrateful to the Autobots that saved his skin a short time ago. Yes, he pulled through in the five part premiere and did so at other points in the first and even second seasons - but those were all life or death situations.

Every other time, Jack caved to peer pressure and stayed inside the lines. He never stood up to the school bully, let himself get embarrassed by said bully in front of Sierra, and then broke his deal with Arcee by going to an underground race. Heck, if you ask me, the only reason he helped save the bully in that episode was because Jack didn't want to have a dead guy on his conscience. Sure he said "it's the right thing", but where was that nobility when you were ogling your crush throughout the episode, hm?

And to say that he's like Orion Pax after all of the above is an insult to Orion and Optimus' integrity. Can you truly see Optimus whining over his lot in life, being spiteful and rude to guys who were mean to him specifically and not his friends, or just losing brain cells when a pretty girl is involved and getting himself into trouble in a misguided attempt to impress her?

No.

Orion/Optimus would never do that. He'll take the hits to himself and make the best of it with a smile on his face, he'll fight for his friends rather than himself alone, and even if he's head over heels for Ariel/Elita One, he won't compromise himself or his morals just to impress her. Orion/Optimus is better than that, and would never stoop to such actions.

But you know who would do all of that?

This guy.

As TF One shows, Megatron in his youth was much like - gasp - Jack Darby. They both kept their heads low to avoid further ridicule and pain, they never wandered outside the lines for fear of the unknown/repercussions, and despite advocating for a change or better life, they didn't really lift a finger to do that. They both needed an outside force to push them onto a new path. And they both ended up having a low chance of heroism when there was pressure on them: Jack's was anytime Sierra or Vince the Bully was involved, and Megatron's was when the 'Bot responsible for ruining his life and all of Cybertron's population was at his mercy.

Speaking of, what are the odds Jack would have a similar reaction to meeting his father? Yeah sure, he spared Megatron in S1, but Megatron also taunted him by asking what Optimus' response would be if he killed him. Put Jack in a position where he gets to beat up his dad, and are we sure that Optimus would still have that sway over him?

Just ask Sentinel, he can tell you how well that turned out when Orion Pax tried talking down D-16 - oh wait, you can't, because D-16 killed him.

Honestly, there are far more similarities between Jack and Megatron than Jack and Optimus. I'm tired of Jack getting all the love and being heralded as Orion-like or Optimus-like when he never was. He's far closer to Megatron, and if I'm the only one who can see that, fine. I don't care.

These are my observations, my beliefs, and I'm sticking with them.

Now on the same token (but coming later), Smokescreen actually has more in common with Orion Pax/Optimus Prime, something the new TF flick has shown, even if I disapprove of a chunk of the writing and characterization in it. But, given I'm probably setting some people's hair on fire, I'll leave you alone for now to digest this post.

Good day, and remember:

"Autobots, transform and roll out!"

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feyburner · 3 months ago

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Hey! I’m sorry if this is a weird thing to ask, so feel free to ignore this, but how do you deal with anti stuff? I absolutely adore your art and your work and jaytim is one of my favourite ships, but I also like gen batfamily stuff and all it takes is one anti cropping up and I feel like I’m disgusting and wrong for shipping jaytim :( again, sorry if this is a weird/uncomfortable thing to ask, but you’re like one of my favourite authors and I adore seeing your art on my tl, so I’d love to hear how you deal with it because it is honestly pushing me away from the fandom. Thank you!

Answer #1:

What are they gonna do, show up at my house?

Answer #2:

I think the entire concept of being an “anti” in the fandom sense is socially & intellectually embarrassing. It’s a compulsion I have never understood. If I don’t like something to the point where I don’t want to see it, I block the keywords and users. And then I don’t see it anymore. The last thing I want to do when I don’t like something is look at it & think about it & talk about it constantly. Nor do I have any desire to seek out people minding their own business and tell them they’re disgusting for not sharing my views on which Batman comic book characters should bone. I have other hobbies.

Basically, these people seem unbearable. And worse, boring. I wouldn’t want to be their friend; why would I care what they think? I block and move on.

The same goes for people who aren’t “antis” but spend the majority of their fandom time complaining about stuff they don’t like instead of enjoying stuff they do. The thing about sharing any type of community or interest with other human beings is that people are going to like different things for different reasons in different ways than you do. And you either have to accept that and protect your peace or be a miserable little whiner on the internet. I know which one I’d choose.

I can tell you you’re not disgusting for thinking two fictional characters should bone, but there are plenty of people who’d say you are. I encourage you to remember that if you wouldn’t be someone’s friend in real life, you don’t need to devote energy to them online. Don’t engage and don’t give it a second thought. Just block and move on. Whatever’s wrong with them is not your business and their behavior is not your problem.

TL;DR “Guys stopppppppppp. Stop it you guys!!!!!! You guyyyyysssss-uh!!!!! I said stop having funnnnn-uh!!!!! I’m telling!!” <- How they sound in my head. Takes a lot of the sting out of it

#feyburner ask #I am an adult with a job and friends I literally just don’t give a shit lol

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cassafrasscr · 1 year ago

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Because I'm having a bad fucking chronic pain day, and feeling some type of way about it, I'm gonna rant more about Ashton.

Can we talk about how Ashton talks about their pain? Or rather, how he doesn't?

I think Ashton's actually mentioned actively being in pain, like... 3 times in the 86 episodes they've filmed so far? The first time that I can remember is during/immediately after Imogen and FCG delved into their mind and actually experienced what it's like to live in their body.

The second time was in the second episode of the Issylra arc, when the group is packing up to move towards Hearthdell, and Ashton mentions off-hand that he was in pain the night before.

And then the third time was e86. When Ashton collapses after dropping his Titan form, and Orym asks if they're okay, Ashton’s response is along the lines of "I'm fine, it just hurts."

You know what Ashton says a lot more often?

I'm so tired. I'm exhausted. We should really take a rest first. Can we please take a fucking rest now?

It seems subtle at first, but as someone who has chronic pain it hits hard. 'Cause most of the time that's exactly what I say.

Because when you're in pain all the time, the healthy/abled/non-chronic-pain-havers around you don't want to hear about it. It makes them uncomfortable.

Being in constant pain and giving voice to it makes you a whiner. A complainer. A wuss. A flake.

Have you tried yoga? Or drinking more water? Or the current fad diet?

So instead, you learn to allude to it in ways that won’t make the ableds uncomfortable. For me, a lot of the time, that takes the form of:

"I'm just really tired."

So, seeing Ashton pushing themself well past their limits to keep up with their friends and doing what the other Hells want - only to end up completely nerfing themself with 2 points of exhaustion... hits very close to home. Especially seeing most of their friends completely disregard their pain until they couldn't anymore.

Orym is really the only one who consistently shows any consideration for their chronic pain - and the boundaries and limitations that go with it. I only had a handful of friends like that when I was younger, and I treasured every single one of them.

As the kid who always got left behind to walk with a chaperone on field trips because I couldn't keep up with the other kids... it brings back a lot of that frustration and hurt to see it playing out like this for Ashton, but also validates it in a way I'm profoundly grateful for.

Anyway. That's all I have to say about that at the moment. I'll climb down off my soapbox now.

(Really slowly though, 'cause my knees are fucking killing me.)

#i continue to have a lot of feelings about Ashton #i'm in a lot of pain right now #and i'm big mad about it #taliesin jaffe is so good at representation #ashton greymoore #cr3 #critical role #critical role spoilers #cr3e86 #chronic pain #meta #character analysis #long post

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dollarstoreartsupplies · 11 months ago

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honestly i think one of my favorite things about ziggs as a character is that, when you meet them, they kind of seem like they're gonna just be this chill stoner trope, which to an extent they are (cool, artsy hippie who makes jokes about tig ol' bitties), but also...,,,.,,,,., they're such a whiner

like in perky's buds they have a lot to very genuinely complain about, that whole situation sucks and no one could fault them for voicing that they're upset,,,.,. but...,,., thats not what they're doing nessecarily

they're whining

they're pouting, they're going '🥺🥺 emmmmaaaaa the nighthawks made me shit in front of them and puked in my mouuuuttthhh 🥺🥺' with the exact same intonation and distress as they're going '🥺🥺 but thats my greatful dead shirttttt🥺🥺' and '🥺🥺 i dont wanna go get my boss the farmhouse is so farrrrrrrr🥺🥺'

like hatchetfield has a lot of complainers/bitchers (emma herself is a master bitcher) but ziggs is an objectively whiny character and it's a heat im obsessed with and the whiner representation we need

#like one of the only other whiny characters i can think of is charlotte and she is a whiner you EXPECT #charlotte is SUPPOSED to whine she's a repressed white woman in an unhappy marriage #but ziggs is a COOL CHILL ARTIST STONER!! they're FUNNY and LAID BACK but they're also a WHINY LITTLE BABY and i LIKE IT #starkid #hatchetfield #perkys buds #nmt #nmt2 #ziggs hatchetfield #ziggy hatchetfield

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queenimmadolla · 1 year ago

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i’m gonna unromanticize (which romanticizes him for me????) him real quick and say i just know eddie munson doesn’t shut the fuck up about how hot it is ever (and i’ll shoot the sun for you baby), unless it is not hot. then he is complaining about how cold it is.

rain? good god, he and his clothes are gonna be drenched if he’s not running for his life to make it under some covering. he hates the feeling of clothing sticking to his skin but he also doesn’t use umbrellas bc he breaks them too often and he said he’d get a new one after the last one bit the bullet but uhhhh yeah, he procrastinated. and he’s gonna keep doing it.

and don’t you go thinking him getting rained on will get him to go buy another cause it won’t.

he’s a big complainer, big whiner. he does not want to hear solutions, okay? just let him complain.

i like that.

#eddie munson #eddie munson headcanons #giving eddie head(canons)#eddie munson x reader

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gremlinmodetweeker · 10 months ago

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TF 141 and their Morning Drink Preferences

TF 141 Dump

TF 141 Headcanons

Ghost:

Obvious tea drinker

Or is it that obvious?

Painfully British of the whole lot of them

Will only drink black teas, absolutely despises herbal, green or rooibos teas

Of the black teas avoids anything floral because he thinks it’s a bit too frilly for his palette

Never adds sugar to teas, says it ruins the flavor

Will add milk to help cool a tea, but only just slightly

Claims drinking a freshly made cup of tea on a hot summer day helps cool him down

How this works is beyond me, but he claims it anyways

Thinks adding cream is a vile concept and anyone who does so should be interrogated by the CIA

Soap

He’ll drink a cup of tea with Ghost, but he’s really more of a coffee person

Prefers medium roast with a heavy serving of cream

He can’t stand adding milk, but will use it if there’s nothing else

Adds sugar when he gets a chance

Despises sweeteners and will make little digs at anyone who does use sweetener, usually citing health reasons

Don’t try arguing that adding two spoons of sugar is just as bad, he won’t hear it

As for tea he prefers rooibos, which drives Ghost up the wall

Is down for anything, really

Gaz

Doesn’t like hot beverages

Prefers either a cool glass of water or juice

Does not understand caffeine addiction whatsoever

Claims the drinks are healthier and more refreshing

People just think he’s incredibly dehydrated in the morning

Will take orange juice from concentrate without batting an eye, but really enjoys more exotic juices if he can get his hands on them

When stationed in foreign countries he’ll try juices made from native fruits

Really likes cactus and mango juice, but is not opposed to papaya

Dislikes southern lemonade with a passion, claims it’s far too sweet

Is surprisingly peppy in the morning despite only drinking juice

Roach

Whatever’s there will work

However, he tends to prefer teas

He’s especially fond of green teas

He goes on about how healthy they are for the mind and body

Also will go on about how easy they are to transport and keeps a small sachet of matcha powder (the cheap stuff) on him to prove his point

He thinks Ghost is a snob and should just get over himself

Has tried to sway the others, but they all tell him matcha tastes like grass

He thinks they’re all idiots

Price

Coffee only

Does not fuss over his coffee whatsoever

Whatever’s in the canteen will do

His one gripe is adding cream or sugar

He will only take his coffee black

Some have tried to win him over with coffees made with cream/milk/sugar, and he’ll be polite enough to drink them and thank them, but he really doesn’t like it too much

He will tell them to not fuss too much if they get him another coffee so they don’t do it again

Cannot stand people whining about how they take their coffee and how the military doesn’t give out the good stuff

He just considers them weak whiners

This includes Ghost when he complains about not having enough black tea in the canteen

Price glad to say it to his face

He could not care less about age or temperature

He’ll pull a day-old cup straight out of the fridge and down it like there’s no tomorrow

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jun-hannie · 5 months ago

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svt reaction to s/o teasing them during sex

wc: 734

a/n: little reaction post, but more will be on the way !

seungcheol: cheol would let you ride him, but once you try to tease him he’ll think its cute. He won't give you the reactions that you want so it won’t be too fun for you at least. cheol would flip you over and start having you his way and tease you so much you’ll have to beg for him for anything. teaching you a lesson for thinking you could successfully tease seungcheol.

jeonghan: you would never be able to tease jeonghan, at least that's what he wants you to think. you tease him and he’ll act like it's not affecting him but actually it's ruining him. he loves it so much, but won't let you know it. jeonghan will be the one teasing you until you cry and he loves it, but he likes being teased sometimes.

joshua: a whiner. joshua will try not to like it, but wants you to have your way with him sometimes. if you go down on him, he’ll love it and loves being edged, he’ll be loud and whiney about it.

jun: jun would no doubt enjoy it and would even ask you to tease him before sex. especially during oral, he likes when you push so far, but after a certain point he can’t take it anymore. jun is needy, but he likes edging you more and having you squirm.

soonyoung: soonyoung is a menace when it comes to teasing, would much prefer to be teased than teasing you. he probably likes his nipples being pinched and will laugh because he is so embarrassed at how much he is enjoying it. he would beg for it and it would be hard for him to have sex if there is no teasing at all beforehand.

wonwoo: will not even let you tease him. wonwoo would laugh at your attempt and then pin you down immediately. wonwoo would let you tease him if you really wanted it, but it wouldn’t be something that he actually would enjoy that much and would rather tease you much more. teasing you would be a part of regular sex for him and basically a need for him.

jihoon: would lie and say that he doesn’t like it, but lowkey would hope that you attempt it each time. would tell you that he hates it, but his body would say otherwise. jihoon could cum from teasing alone and would love every second of it. isn’t that good at teasing you because he’d rather just fuck you while he has you at the moment.

seokmin: seokmin would tell you that he wouldn’t be interested in trying it when you first start having sex, but after you try he finds it to be one of his favorite things done during sex. seokmin is loud and will love it and if you start giving in, he would start pouting because he likes the edge.

mingyu: everyone knows this man loves to be teased, and not just sexually. You would tease him on instinct because he would love it more than anything. he would beg to be teased and would even cry when he got it. gyu would also like to tease you, but the effect isn’t as strong and he much prefers to be teased.

minghao: minghao would tell you to stop but what he means is please don't stop. Wouldn’t love the idea when you bring it up but would let you try, but then he would find that he likes it. it's not as needed as other kinks he has, but he’ll let you tease him. minghao would like to tease you more, but it’s not something he needs to do when fucking you. bonus: likes when you cry from teasing.

seungkwan: will complain when you do it but will have the biggest orgasm after. It’ll shock both of you so it'll become a routine task when you go down on him. seungkwan would like you to tease him in public because then he'll get really hot and bothered on the drive home. likes teasing you, but you teasing him does something to him that is too much for him to contain.

vernon: wouldn’t be totally into teasing, but will let you do it to him from time to time. vernon isn’t into teasing much at all, but if you asked him to he would. he’d rather just fuck you without the filler in between.

chan: chan would like to try teasing you more than you tease him because he feels a little weak when his little gasps fall out of his mouth. but he’ll let you tease him if thats what you really want, its just not something that he needs in the bedroom.

#seventeen #seventeen x reader #seventeensmut #kpop #kpopsmut #svt x reader #svt imagines

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jammatown919 · 14 days ago

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Camp Fam sick headcanons because I enjoy doing this

Sammy

Very used to being taken care of while sick. Growing up, being sick meant the day off from chores, lots of comfort from her family, and a fresh batch of her mom's chicken noodle soup. When she moves out and goes vegetarian, Yaz takes care of her and makes her a nice lentil and veggie soup instead.

Came down with the flu while Yaz was in Wyoming and it was genuinely one of the most depressing weeks of her life. She felt like absolute garbage but was still 100% responsible for taking care of herself and all her animals, and she had no one to even comfort her. Thought about texting Yaz that she was sick in hopes of at least getting some sympathy and well-wishes, but ultimately decided not to.

When they get back from their Biosyn adventures, Sammy immediately gets sick from all the pent-up stress. Yaz takes care of EVERYTHING for her. Every chore, everything that needs to be done for every animal. Then she makes a pot of lentil soup and clears the afternoon to snuggle and relax. Sammy cries with relief.

Likes to rewatch Esther Stone when she's sick because it's just fun and nice and low stress because she already knows all the plot twists.

Can't sleep with a stuffy nose. Takes a lot of hot showers, boils water and breathes the steam, and uses one of those temporary relief inhalers, all so she can breathe easily enough to fall asleep.

Usually bounces back pretty quickly. Most of the time, she's back to her normal self after a couple of days.

Yaz

Especially as a kid, often pushed through illness and insisted exercise was the best medicine. Would only voluntarily skip track if she was coughing, because she accepts that running is bad for respiratory illness, or if she literally couldn't get out of bed. Her mom also wouldn't let her go if she had a fever.

When she accepts that she's down, immediately makes it her mission to speedrun getting better. Gets a TON of sleep, only really wakes up to eat and take medicine.

Sammy must strike a delicate balance between satisfying her instinct to dote and actually letting Yaz rest. She gets some extra blankets to make the bed as comfy as possible, makes her tea, and holds her while she naps.

Appetite goes way down when she doesn't feel well. Sometimes Sammy has to feed her soup, and she only eats it so her girl won't worry.

On the flip side, when she starts feeling better she is RAVENOUS.

Will never, ever live down that time she didn't accept that her illness was that bad and tried to go for a run, only to pass out halfway across the ranch. Sammy came looking for her and LOST HER MIND when she found Yaz laying on the ground. One hospital trip and firm scolding later, Yaz tends to stay in the house when she's under the weather.

Kenji

Not used to getting any attention when he's sick. As a kid, he got medicine and that was about it. His dad was too busy to sit with him, and he didn't like asking any of the house staff to comfort him. He would soothe himself by imagining that his mom made the soup he asked his private chef for and that she was hugging him instead of it just being his arms around himself.

Still a MASSIVE whiner though. "Ughhh my head huuuurts, my hands aaaache, this suuuuucks" all day long, but continues staring at a screen to play videos games despite complaining of headaches.

When he moves in with the Bowmans, he gets a taste of actual care and sympathy for being sick. Darius and Brand do tease him a little for being such a baby, but they still make sure he's okay and hang out with him, and Mrs. Bowman makes sure he's set up with good food and lots of water.

When he moves out to his trailer, he figures he's on his own again, but the next time he gets sick and texts Brooklynn to whine about it, she shows up at his door the next day. He's already feeling better, but the gesture means the absolute world to him.

First starts to feel like he's losing Brooklynn when he tells her he feels sick and she gives the same detached, clinical treatment he always got as a kid. She hands him some medicine and goes out for the day (working on some lead or other). He never tells her how hurt he was by it and he keeps trying to make it work with her for several months after that, but he never really shook the feeling that her care for him had diminished.

Down the line, even if they don't get back together, she still shows up for him more as a friend after realizing how much her absence hurt him. If he's sick, even if she can't go to him physically, she hops on a call to hang out with him and DoorDashes soup to his trailer (and pays a massive tip for making someone deliver so far out of the way).

Ben

Didn't get a sick a whole lot as a kid because of his obsessive sanitizing, but he HAAAAATED it whenever it did happen.

Germaphobe behavior. Constant showering, changing his sheets every day, doing extra laundry because he has a specific comfy shirt he wears when he doesn't feel good "but I can't wear it twice without washing! I got my germs all over it!"

This changes significantly post-Nublar, as his constant need to be clean has changed into a fear of being too clean for a couple of years as part of his fear of reverting back to what he sees as a weaker version of himself. He wears the comfy shirt for as long as he's sick and just washes it at the end. He showers because he wants the hot water to make him comfy. He could not be bothered to change sheets until he feels better.

He actually gets sick less often post-Nublar because all the dirt and grime and exposure strengthened his immune system.

However, it was quite a shock to his immune system in the moment, and he spent a chunk of the time he was alone with Bumpy VERY sick and thinking he was going to die. Because of this, he does still get stressed out when he's sick and often calls Mae or Sammy (whoever has her at the moment) to "put Bumpy on the phone" so he can feel close to the one who made sure he survived that time.

Likes to eat berries when he's sick. They're good for the immune system, and they remind him of Bumpy keeping him alive and helping him learn to take care of himself.

Darius

While he's living at home, especially as a kid, gets snuggles and cuddles and nice warm meals from his mom.

However, everyone in his house has some kind of trauma surrounding their loved ones being sick due to what happened to his dad. A cold won't bother them, but if anyone is genuinely bedridden, or if they don't know exactly what's wrong, everyone in the house is stressing. Darius takes to downplaying his symptoms to avoid this.

Learns to take care of himself for the most part, especially after he moves out. If he REALLY needs help, he calls Ronnie.

Hates doctor's offices and hospitals and only goes if he feels it's absolutely necessary. Even so, he doesn't like to go by himself, but he doesn't want to trigger his mom or Brand by taking them with him. Again, he asks Ronnie for support, or a bit later down the line if he's dating Brooklynn, she goes with him.

Starts letting himself be taken care of a bit more if Brooklynn moves in with him. She's not the best at caretaking, but she does really cheer him up, and canned soup prepared with love is still a nice gesture.

Likes to eat spicy food when he's sick. It clears his sinuses, and he feels that it kickstarts his recovery.

Brooklynn

When she was younger and very much daddy's little girl for both her dads, they would dote on her a lot whenever she didn't feel well, but she eventually got annoyed with the extra attention and didn't like being fussed over. She appreciates them and knows they mean well, but she is a little prone to snapping when she’s sick and irritated.

Being sick is the biggest inconvenience in the world to her as someone who grew up on camera. "Goddammit, I had three videos to film today and I look like SHIT". In the present, she gets pissed if being sick interferes with following up on a lead or anything to do with her work.

Still a workaholic. When she was still making videos, she would dedicate her sick time to editing whatever footage she had or, when in doubt, making an "I'm sick" vlog. Nowadays she spends her sick days organizing leads and evidence, writing about them to keep track of everything (or for her next expose), and rereading everything she's written about her current case to make sure she's not missing anything.

Kenji learned very quickly to leave her the FUCK alone when she's sick. He may like attention and someone to hang out with him, but she wants space and quiet.

Darius does not get this message no matter how many times she tries to give it to him. He's happy to give her space, but not to let her overwork herself when she's already unwell. The only thing he hates more than his loved ones being sick is his loved ones getting sicker because they won't just take a break and rest. He will have full-blown arguments with her that she doesn't fully understand the root cause of until she makes herself so sick one day he has to take her to the hospital, and she realizes how genuinely triggering it is for him to see her in a hospital bed hooked up to IVs, and listening to the heart monitor with this absolute terror that she's going to suddenly flatline like his dad did (even if it's not that bad, he just can't stand it).

After that, she tries to be more understanding and tolerant because she sees where all this concern is coming from. She still wants to work, but she'll put the laptop away instead of powering through a splitting headache, and she'll take a nap so her body can fight her illness better. Anything to avoid forcing him to see her like that again.

#jurassic world chaos theory #jwct #yasammy #dinostar #kenlynn #yasmina fadoula #sammy gutierrez #kenji kon #ben pincus #darius bowman #brooklynn jwct #headcanons

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