#and he's practically hibernating already bc all he does is sleep

[smalltimidbean]

That makes me wonder does Fake Bean and Fake Peppino hibernate?

Or do some clones tend to stay awake in the winter

I have been thinking about this all day, and I am still not sure

In theory, yes a clone could hibernate, provided they have enough food to put on enough mass, and slow their metabolisms to an absolute crawl to survive through ~three months - But in practice, probably not!

Where most of the clones are now, there's a whole lot of them in a teenie tiny space, so there is not enough food for them to bulk up enough, so they'd likely starve within a week or so, if they tried to sleep the whole time (and without resorting to cannibalism ofc)

There's also a very very small risk of them absorbing each other, if they were all cuddled together - not necessarily a death sentence for the absorbed clone(s), but it's kinda complicated kjdfkj

This is unique to Fiend, but they have to eat every ~12 hours, or they turn into their big hangry chase form, so they definitely cannot hibernate

Clones definitely get more sluggish and sleep a lot more during the cooler months, but I don't count that as hibernation, so I guess my answer is; no, they do not

(And as the artist, it would not be very fun to draw Fiend/Pep/any clone just sleeping all the time, and I wanna draw wintery things with some of them!)

[2dmenenthusiast]

I can't remember if I sent this to you already but could I request headcanons for aizawa, hizashi and Toshinori finding their s/o that has a chipmunk quirk that makes her fall into hibernation when it's too cold (kinda like tsu) but when the guys find her with her heart rate low and her breathing shallow maybe they freak a little bc she didn't tell them about that part of her quirk yet

omggggg this idea is literally so cute I got so excited when I first read it. Also thank you love for comin through with the requests, I really appreciate it! <3 I also hella struggled cuz like, what can someone with a chipmunk quirk do? Stuff their cheeks? Climb up trees? Also I legit forgot what a chipmunk even looked like I had to look it up lmaoooo im so dumb it hurts

Aizawa is an intimidating fella, okay

So when you first told him about your quirk, you were lowkey embarrassed?

Like, here’s this grown-ass man with a badass quirk who is more than capable of taking down villains and defending himself, and here you are just-

🐿️

But you know what’s great about this man? He couldn’t give less of a shit about your quirk or anything like that. He strikes me as the type to care more about personality than anything else

concealing your quirk is fairly easy. People probably wouldn’t even know you had one if it wasn’t for the small fluffy ears popping out of the top of your head, and even then you could just cover them with a hat

But that doesn’t mean you don’t experience the effects of your own quirk just because it’s subtle

You have a mutant type quirk, so you experience certain things that actual chipmunks do

Sometimes you won’t even notice that you’re stuffing your cheeks to full capacity with whatever you’re eating before Aizawa has to cut you off and just be like

“y/n. Chew.”

Or when you’re rushing, you’re usually going so fast that Aizawa can barely even see you zooming from room to room

you can also get kinda skittish at times, your ears twitching whenever you hear a noise that sounds weird or out of place, and you’ll just look at Aizawa with wide eyes until he checks out what made a noise that he could barely hear

“y/n, it was just some kids outside.”

“Oh... sorry, Sho.”

he wants to be frustrated, but he knows it’s not your fault. And honestly? He finds you so cute that he can’t really stay mad at you

So he’ll just let out a huff before patting your head lovingly, grazing his fingers over your ears (Which he KNOWS are sensitive, that asshole)

Experiencing long periods of deep sleep is also a thing. You wouldn’t call it hibernation cuz you still have to do normal, everyday things, but there are times during the winter where you’ll sleep for a few days in a row and only get up to go to the bathroom or eat

And since you can’t actually burrow into the floor of your home, you usually make a blanket fort in the corner of your bedroom and stuff all of the pillows and blankets you can in there until it’s nice and warm, ready for you to bury yourself in

and you might’ve left that little part of your quirk out when you moved in together. whoops

So when Shouta comes home and sees the living room couch void of all of its pillows, he’s not expecting to walk into your shared bedroom and see you curled up in a blanket fort

he’s a bit curious at first, just kinda looking at you like “All right, I guess this is normal?”

and he’ll crouch down and kinda examine you for a bit before he eventually wonders if you’re even breathing? You’re burried under blankets, so he can’t really see your chest moving

eventually he’ll check and see that your breathing is abnormally slow and he kinda just... pauses and checks again to make sure he’s not going crazy.

and he wont deny that he kinda freaks out at first, his immediate thought being that he needs to get you out of there, but the second he grabs the blankets to pull them off of you he’s like wait... hold up.

then it all clicks

you’re a mutant with a chipmunk quirk...

c h i p m u n k

safe to say he’s relieved, so he just lets you be and goes about his day. 

When you wake up a few hours later to go to the bathroom, you come out of the bedroom with your clothes practically on backwards, rubbing at your eyes and stumbling past Aizawa like he’s not even there. And when you’re done, it’s right back to sleep you go

“Back to bed?” Aizawa would ask as he watches you with an amused smirk on his face

“Mhm.”

“Okay. Goodnight, y/n”

“Mm’night.

Listen, when he first heard of your quirk, he thought it was the cutest shit ever

“Your quirk is Chipmunk?! That’s SOOOOOOOO CUUUUUUUTE!”

No he’s legit your number one hype man. If you think your quirk is lame, he’s literally shouting at you how cool he thinks you are.

“You can stuff so much food in your mouth, y/n! And that’s pretty dope if you ask me! I’m totally jealous!”

speaking of food, he’ll just randomly ask you to shove as much as you can of one thing in your cheeks until they’re at full capacity.

“Hey y/n, think you can shove this whole pack of jumbo marshmallows in your cheeks?”

“But... I just bought those :(”

“I’ll buy you more, LET’S DO THIS!!!”

also asks you the dumbest questions omg. You don’t know if he’s genuinely curious or if he’s just doing it to piss you off

“So do you just eat nuts all day?”

“You’ve seen me eat, Hizashi. No.”

“Do you prefer to sleep in trees?”

“That would be extremely uncomfortable.”

“Ooh you’d probably be great frieds with Kamui Woods then.”

“Did you not hear what I just said?”

He also REALLY likes your ears. Like an unhealthy amount? Whenever you’re around he literally wont stop touching them and even tugs on them playfully until you’re swatting at his hands and telling him to go away

He can’t help that they’re so cute :(

so on a particuallry cold day in winter when he has to go to work at the school, he leaves your home while you’re sleeping, only to come home hours later to find you... still sleeping?

You haven’t moved an inch the entire time he’s been gone, so needless to say, he’s a litle concerned.

and when he checks to see if you’re still alive only to discover your heart rate is super slow, he’s A LOT concerned

His brain just goes to the most dramatic thing he can think of, which is that you’re in some weird coma and need to wake up

so rather than, i dont know, gently shaking you awake like a normal person, he grabs you buy your shoulders and starts shaking you violently while shouting your name loud as fuck

“Y/NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN”

“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!”

you literally wake up so violently, you sit right up and shove him off of you before asking what’s wrong with him, pretty sure you’ve officially gone deaf

He then explains that he thought you were in a coma or something cuz your heartbeat was so slow, and at that point you just roll your eyes because of course he would come up with this ridiculous conclusion

“Hizashi, my quirk is chipmunk and it’s a mutation quirk.”

He doesn’t even get what you’re getting at, just tilting his head in confusion as he squints at you.

“What do chipmunks do in the winter, babe?”

Cue more confused squinting

“Oh my god, they hibernate, you headass.”

it finally clicks and the look on his face makes it seem like he just learned the secret of the universe, and afterwards he’s going on about how cool that is while you just roll your eyes and lay back down to try and go back to sleep, bringing the blanket over your head to try and drown him out

He eventually gets the hint and leaves, but after a while, you kinda feel bad for blowing up on him. He was just concerned and didn’t fully understand your quirk

so letting out a huff, you pull the blanket down and call out his name, to which he immediately runs to you at the sound of, asking you what you need

you just wordlessly lift up the blanket to expose the empty side of the bed, and oh boy, the size of the grin he gets on his face is unmatched

immediately throws off his hero costume so that you can both be comfortable and jumps into bed with you, holding you impossibly close

you fall asleep in a matter of minutes while he just looks at you fondly, hand soothingly rubbing your back.

Just like the other two, he finds you incredibly cute. Like mans is in love, okay?

everytime he sees your little ears twitch, he just gets the strongest urge to touch them, but he never does without your consent becuase he knows how sensitive they are.

“Uh... y/n, do you mind if I... touched your ears?” 

Baby probably feels so awkward asking ugh PLEASE REASSURE HIM

“Oh? Yeah, of course, Toshi. Knock yourself out.”

oooh he’s excited. He’ll be super gentle about it, just lightly grazing them with his fingers before gently rubbing them between his thumb and forefinger

and at that point you’re littlerally melting, practically falling into him because him caressing your ears like this feels absolutely amazing

When he sees how it’s affecting you, he immediately becomes a blushing mess and apologizes, but you just hug him and tell him it’s okay and that you liked it

yeah he definitely rubs your ears whenever you’re feeling stressed or anxious because it’s become a quick way to relax you

only when he does it though. If anyone else randomly touches your ears, you get kinda uncomfortable

Just because they don’t look human doesn’t mean they still weren’t a part of you, dammit

Anyways, one day when you’re waiting for Toshi to come back home, you’ve got yourself wrapped up like a burrito in your blanket, sitting on the couch as you watched tv

it had been snowing all day, but luckily Toshinori had turned up the thermostat before he left, remembering how you mentioned that you’re not a huge fan of the cold

unfortunately for you, the harsh weather had no trouble taking out the power, leaving you in the dark and the cold

it didn’t take long for the cold to start seeping in through the cracks in the windows, and you quickly began to grow tired before you inevitibly passed out on the couch, still wrapped tightly in your blanket

When Toshi gets home and sees you on the couch, his first reaction is “aw, how cute.”

but then when he comes up to you and starts calling out your name to try and wake you up and you just won’t, and then he notices how much your breathing has slowed down, he quickly growns concerened.

He’s not in full panic mode yet, but he’s getting there, and he’s quick to crouch down to your level and grab your shoulders to start shaking you to wake you up

which you do, blinking groggily at him like you weren’t just in full hibernation mode

“Oh... Hey, Toshi,” you mumble, and you reach up to wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down so that you can nuzzle yourself into his warm chest

He’s not able to ask you about what happened to you before you’ve already fallen back asleep, and when the power comes back on a few minutes later, he does a quick google search on chipmunks and mutant quirks before putting two and two together

Now he’s thinking of all the ways he could make you something to burrow into during those especially cold winters

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Human Resources, pt9

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I mashed my hand into my phone to shut off the alarm with very little success. It took opening my eyes and actually picking the damn thing up to turn it off, which defeated my entire plan to go back to sleep. The week was finally catching up to me. I stumbled through my morning routine, barely making it to the cafeteria for breakfast. Once I started my coffee, I began to feel more human, but just. Kate dropped into her chair beside me, looking as rough as I felt.

“It’s like all of a sudden, the stupid running has caught up to me,” I offered. She nodded and took a long sip from her coffee cup.

“You weren’t kidding about Rick. Very friendly,” she sighed. I laughed. She was tired for an entirely different reason than I was.

“Kept you up all night, did he?” I chuckled. She shot me a dirty look.

“And then taunted me about running as he was leaving this morning,” she groaned. I let out a sharp bark of laughter.

“You let him stay all night?” I couldn’t believe it.

“I’m not sure I regret it. I probably will after running though,” she finally cracked a smile.

The run was hard for both of us, but Kate struggled more than I did. I had at least had some sleep. She was running on empty. When we collapsed into the grass, I was pretty sure she was going to fall asleep. She pulled herself to her feet and followed me back to the dorms to shower, and then smugly reminded me she could go for a nap because she wasn’t required to be on the range. After my shower, I felt more awake. I was still tired deep into my bones, but my brain had finally turned on. And my brain was what I needed most for target practice, so I was glad it had decided to come out of hibernation.

The range was already full of students when I arrived, and I checked in at the depot to collect my sidearm before making my way to my stall. Coulson was waiting. My other partner had tested out of range, so the only student he had left was me. I was glad for it. I really wanted that third week off, and if I could continue to improve my shot, I was headed that way.

When we were green lit to shoot, I took my stance and recalled all the different things Coulson had taught me over the previous few days. I particularly tried to remember to hold my ground against the recoil of the weapon. My first target was sloppy, but by the time I finished my second clip, I was back to where I’d been the last time I was on the range. It was empowering and my focus improved with my success. Coulson just stood behind me, not saying a word. I took that to be a good sign.

“I don’t think we need to head back after lunch. You’re improving steadily. You can take the afternoon, if you’d like.” He followed me up to the depot to turn in my weapon. I smiled.

“I feel so triumphant that I don’t think I need a nap anymore,” I laughed as we headed toward the cafeteria.

“Want to go for a drive?” He asked. I stopped and looked at him. As boring as heading off in a SHIELD vehicle sounded, I still had no clear idea where we were. It would be nice to see some of the scenery around the academy.

“That could be okay.”

“Let’s grab sandwiches and we’ll go find somewhere else to eat then,” he suggested.

We made our way through the cafeteria line quickly, and he led me out behind the dorms over to the airfield tarmac. There was a huge airplane parked at the far side of the hangar nearest us, and a bunch of SHIELD vehicles in a small lot opposite the hangar.

“Where are we going?” I asked, curiosity piqued.

“To the bus.”

“We’re going for a drive in a bus?” The surprise and scorn in my voice must have registered with Coulson because he cracked one of his very rare smiles and shook his head. He pointed to the plane.

“That’s the bus. My vehicle is in it,” he explained. I flushed, feeling like an idiot. At the back of the plane, there was a ramp leading into the cargo hold, but as we walked up it, I realized the interior had been heavily modified. There was a lab nearer the front of the plane, and just enough space left in the cargo bay for two vehicles – a standard SHIELD SUV in black, and a stunning ’62 Corvette in red. I stepped up to the ‘vette in awe. It was gorgeous.

“Shut up. Please say we are taking this,” I breathed, completely in awe. I wanted to touch it, run my hand along the clean curves, take in the classic vibe coming off it. Coulson stood back and watched as I admired it. From the corner of my eye, I could see he was a little tense, and I kept my hands off just in case.

“Hey! You! Don’t touch Lola!” A young woman bellowed as she tore down a staircase near the lab. I leaned back from the car and glanced at Coulson who was leaning against the SUV, watching her approach.

“Who the hell are you, anyhow?” She demanded as she got closer. She was obviously another of Coulson’s team members, but she didn’t look very much like a SHIELD agent. She was slight, and pretty, her long hair framing her very annoyed face. I smiled and opened my mouth to introduce myself.

“I’m –“

“This is Anna Ellis, Skye. Anna, Skye is our computers expert,” Coulson interrupted, making the introductions. She was the hacker. That explained the very non-SHIELD look of her. Skye glanced over at Coulson before looking back to me.

“I didn’t realize you were here, A.C.” She was sizing me up, “I’ll just be going then.”

With a final assessing stare at me, she headed back to the staircase. When she reached the top of the staircase she shot me a final disapproving glare and disappeared past a set of doors.

“Lola?” I asked, turning back to Coulson. He smiled and nodded.

“She is a masterpiece.” He opened the passenger door so I could get in. She was a masterpiece. I sank into the seat. The black leather interior was impeccable, the chrome was spotless. The dash was configured with a small monitor and I looked questioningly at Coulson as he slid behind the wheel.

“Howard Stark’s first attempt at GPS,” he explained.

“This car has Stark tech in it?” I ran my hand across the dash.

“A little.” I could tell by the tone in his voice there was more to the car than he was letting on.

The engine purred to life and he drove us off the plane and across the tarmac to the exit checkpoint, and out into the lush forest surrounding the academy. The trees were tall and overgrown with dense, verdant foliage. It put me in mind of the west coast, where I’d grown up. The further we got away from the academy, the more the scenery reminded me of the forests nearing the ocean. And then the smell hit me, and I was transported back to my childhood. The smell of rain on dry dusty cement, and the salty spice of the shore at low tide. I heard a sea gull cry, and looked over at Coulson.

“We’re on the west coast. Oregon? Washington?” I asked.

“You know I can’t tell you where exactly we are. Why do you think I have the GPS turned off?” His question was rhetorical, but made the point.

“Are we still in the States?” I pressed.

“Anna, I can’t tell you.”

“I would like to remind you that I have level 10 clearance, Phil.” I raised an eyebrow. He was watching the road and missed the gesture. He sighed heavily as we crested a hill overlooking the ocean and slowed to a stop. There was a mist rolling in off the sound, and I thought I recognized the shoreline, with its steep alpine fjords that were unique to British Columbia, so different than those in Norway or Chile. I was hit with a pang of homesickness that I hadn’t felt in years.

“We’re not in the States,” he confirmed.

“How close are we to home?” I asked. I knew he would have seen my personnel file by now, and would know where I was talking about.

“Not far. We’re about forty minutes from the nearest town, and then it is a few hours drive. An hour by plane,” he offered.

“Everything is an hour by plane in BC,” I sighed. “I haven’t been home since my dad died.”

“How does your mother feel about that?” He asked.

“She’s never home. Seeing the world,” I shrugged. He placed his hand on mine.

“We don’t have time –“

“I know. I just,” I paused. “I always thought I’d be able to tell if I was on my own turf. I hadn’t noticed all week.”

“You’ve been away a long time. No one told you to pack your passport to come here.”

“I still thought I’d know.” I opened the door and got out of the car, heading to the bluff overlooking the ocean. There were fishing boats out in the mist. It was beautiful like a postcard. I sat down at the edge of the land and wrapped my arms around my knees. Coulson appeared beside me silently, offering me my sandwich and a cup of coffee. We sat overlooking the sea and ate in silence. I looked back at the trees and out across the water again.

“I worked in a camp during summer session when I was doing my undergrad. It was where I first got interested in HR, working in the administration office of this logging camp. We worked three weeks out, one week in, except because I was only going to be there for a few months, they asked if I minded a ridiculous amount of overtime to just stay put for the summer. I was trying to pay for university without student loans so of course I agreed,” I started. Coulson nodded and continued eating. “Turns out, I was the only woman in camp. I used to commandeer a supervisor’s truck a few times a week to drive out to the water. It wasn’t far from here, I’m sure. I spent hours just watching the fishing boats, the rhythm of the tide, the sea birds hunting. If there’s anything I miss working for SHIELD, it’s being in touch with nature like this.”

“Well, you’ve been assigned to the Hub and the Triskelion for your entire career. It’s not exactly easy to get away from it all at those locations.” He crumpled up the paper from his sandwich and stuffed it inside his coffee cup.

“Are you going to be here for the whole nine weeks of administrative training?” I asked, changing the subject.

“No, they’re bringing in different teams to assist with each group. We’re only here when your group is,” he replied. I smiled.

“That’s convenient,” I teased. He rolled his eyes.

“I don’t think Director Fury was playing love connection when he assigned my team here, Anna.” He was so dry, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I don’t know, Phil. You’re so important he made sure you got resurrected. He might have dug through hours of surveillance footage to see who you flirted with the most to keep you happy.” I bumped my shoulder into his playfully. He leaned over and kissed my temple.

“If that’s the case, I won’t complain.” He slid his arm over my shoulder and we slipped back into silence.

Coulson had to be the single most decent man I’d ever encountered. He was determined to respect the boundaries I’d set, and so even though our mutual sexual frustration was so palpable it could have been cut with a knife, he kept his touch light, and his kisses were without ulterior motive. I wasn’t used to there not being some sort of game attached to dating and sexuality. It was refreshing to know there wouldn’t be pressure and arguments about what I wanted and needed from him. I said as much as we drove back to the academy.

“This feels more like courtship,” I admitted.

“That’s an old fashioned term,” he responded, shifting gears.

“But that’s what this feels like. You aren’t pushing to get in my pants, I’m not having to keep reminding you that I think we should wait,” I explained. “I mean, we both know that no one would turn us in, but you still are respecting the S.O. rule. Others aren’t.”

“Maybe you’ve finally decided to allow a man into your life. Rather than a boy.” It was the snarkiest thing I’d ever heard him say, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Is that what it is? You’re going to play the age card?”

“It has nothing to do with age, Anna. It’s about respecting you as an individual,” he explained.

“But then isn’t it disrespecting you to make you wait, if that’s what you want now?” I countered.

“Compromise is part of being an adult as well,” he shot back. “What am I losing by waiting? Nothing. If anything I’m winning.”

“How’s that?” I asked.

“I have nothing against scratching an itch when the need presents itself. But I’ve always found that having a friendship with someone makes a sexual relationship much better,” he spoke frankly. “Tomorrow is going to be so much more pleasurable than Tuesday would have been.”

I was suddenly short of breath. My heart was pounding and I felt an overwhelming anticipation.