#anon I hope you feel better

[mmmairon]

Hi mairon! I love the self insert comfort you did it was so cute! Would you be able to make some more? Possibly diluc taking care of someone like the girl you did in the last one — maybe putting them to bed because I’m suffering w my insomnia right now 😅 if you can’t dw!

oh, to be tucked snugly into bed by Diluc Ragnvindr

[catastrxblues]

EVERMORE by taylor swift (feat. bon iver) — “and i was catching my breath, floors of a cabin creaking under my step. and i couldn’t be sure, i had a feeling so peculiar, this pain wouldn’t be forevermore.”

my #swiftiegiftexchange2024 for @lovesickallovermybed!!!! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

[dollypopup]

I just need every single person in this fandom who has ever been mean about Luke Newton to know that Nicola Coughlan hates you. Genuinely and wholeheartedly.

She hates you. Sure, she won't say it aloud, because she's a professional who knows her career lives or dies by fans, but please know that she does. She hates you if you've said Colin gave you the ick, especially so if you said it to Luke, she hates you if you've left a rude comment on his social media, she hates you if you acted like she didn't like him or that she was shading him, she hates you if you bullied the people around him, she hates you if you said something disparaging about how he looks or how he acts, she. hates. you.

And sure, it's not all people who are in her or Pen's fanbase, in fact a lot of people have been cruel about him outside of the Polin fandom, but a LOT of people are Pen fans, and hearing her talking about how defensive she gets over him when people say something rude about him? And knowing there are SO many stupid opinion blogs and youtubers and tiktokers who say they're Pen fans and Nicola fans but are mean as fuck about Luke?

I need every single one of them, in particular those who have been out here making up stupid shit to be mad at him about 'on her behalf' to know that when you say something mean about the man she gushed to her Mum about, and who her Mum was so excited to meet because she just knew he was kind, the man she introduced to her entire family, the man she is always reaching for and hugging and snuggling up to and calling wonderful and giggling around and saying how she wouldn't want to do such vulnerable intimate scenes without and complimenting and leaning on and having fun with and calling a special person in her life, she is taking off her earrings and ready to meet you outside in his honor

because she hates you for being a dick about him. hope that clears things up

[themeraldee]

Can I get a wholesome little thingy of homie comforting his s/o that's like depressed what would he do? And give them snuggles? And although of course s/o giving homie headpats and caresses are top tier this time I want him to have to give headpats. Not because I'm depressed rn or anything (yes it is)

~1k | Homelander x gn!Reader | Established Relationship. Dealing with depression. Homelander's POV. Fluff. Just fluff really.

Something feels off when Homelander enters his penthouse. While he used to welcome the quiet of his home after he came back from events, this has recently changed. Ever since you’ve become a part of his life, any second spent without you feels like something’s missing. So it’s definitely out of order to get the same empty feeling when he's home. Usually you greet him with open arms or at least a ‘Welcome home’ shouted from another room.

“Babe?” Homelander calls out into the penthouse, the questioning tone reverberating through the open plan of his home. He knows you’re here. His question acts more as a reset, giving you a chance to play your role.

At your lack of response he quickly scans the room, seeing you in the bedroom. Very much awake but hidden under the sheets. So why wouldn’t you react to his presence? Shouldn’t that be something you look forward to?

You always do.

His mind runs at a hundred miles a minute. Even with the overwhelming positive effect you’ve had on his life it’s easy to fall into insecurity and despair, worrying about the worst possible outcome.

Homelander stops himself from rushing into the bedroom. But the slow one step at a time sinks the weight in his gut lower and lower. The anxiety of something being wrong has thrown him off-kilter. He doesn’t really know how to approach you when you’re distant like this.

So his over the top bravado will have to do.

“Heyyyy there sleepy head! You know it’s waaayyy too late for a lie in, don't you think?” He waltzes into the bedroom, hands on his hips, acting as if he was addressing a crowd. His voice is loud and clear, carrying a jovial tone that sounds a little too insincere even to his ears. 

He doubles down anyway. “If I knew you were planning to spend the entire day in bed I would’ve never left.” But, you don’t respond. He can hear your heartbeat, the slight rustle of the sheets and even the thud and glide of your finger scrolling down your phone screen.

When the silence gets too awkward for him to bear he peels the blanket from over your head, revealing you down to your waist. Immediately you squirm at the light coming from the outside after having your den of doom broken into.

Over the time that your love has blossomed into a relationship he’s gotten used to receiving comfort from you. You were there to listen to his countless rants and concerns. From the simple work related complaints to the horrors plaguing his nightmares. 

He should be able to do the same for you, right?

“Hmm… I’m just resting.” You sound dejected, empty. 

He swallows at the sound of you being so different. You’re missing the light that usually fills out the dark space in him. Homelander doesn’t know how to approach you. When’s the last time he’s had to comfort anyone? Truly comfort someone. Has anyone ever asked or even trusted him to be there for them?

Whether you’ve asked or not, he needs to be there for you.

It’s the least you deserve.

“Yeah right.”

He unzips his boots, setting them neatly next to each other before sliding under the sheets right behind you. He hooks his arm over you, pulling your back into his chest. And although you’re not reciprocal to his affection like you usually would be, the warmth he feels is enough to ease the anxiety in his gut.

He wedges his head in between your head and shoulder, watching with you as you mindlessly scroll through social media.

“How long have you been doom scrolling now?” He clicks his tongue, shaking his head lightly against your shoulder.

 “I don’t know. A while I guess.” While you squirm in his hold your tone is still just as impenetrable.

“You’re not even looking at the screen!” When you don’t even react he frowns. “Alright, that’s enough of that.” He plucks your phone from your hands, turning and placing it on the bedside table away from you. He acts as a barrier between it and you, giving you no chance of getting it back. He rolls over back to you, greeted with the sight of you facing him.

Instantly he pulls you into him, both arms tightly around you with heavy comfort. It’s what he would’ve wanted in times of despair. It’s what you do when he seeks comfort. The whole body embrace where all he can focus on is you. It always grounds him.

He hopes it has a similar effect on you.

“What’s wrong?” He says. This time in a soft, low voice. No longer trying to put on a show. He’s meant to be there for you, not for a crowd.

“I don’t really know how to talk about it… Or if I even want to…” While you don’t sound like yourself, part of him is glad to hear your sadness. It’s better than the dejected empty voice. The closer you are to revealing your true sorrows the closer he is to getting you to feel better.

“Okay. You can… I don’t know, at least try to tell me something about what’s going on. Orrr, I will be reciting all of the amendments to the Constitution of the United States.” He’s gambling with the teasing tone of his voice but it pays off when you groan and giggle.

“Oh god no, not again!” 

“Welp, it’s your choice.” By now he can’t stop the smile from spreading across his lips. He gives you a soft squeeze.

“Alright, I can try.” You concede with a calm defeat.

“Good. That’s a start.” He kisses the top of your head, still holding and caressing you.

But most importantly, actually listening to you.

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[choccy-milky]

oh boy anon, you’ve activated my trap card. GET READY FOR A SEBASTIAN CHARACTER ANALYSIS ESSAY BELOW LMAO

ok so first off I know im obvs biased, but I don’t actually think my seb is that ooc, AND PUT DOWN YOUR PITCHFORKS IMMA EXPLAIN WHY. but im also gonna explain why I don’t think the other more friendly and lighthearted renditions of seb are ooc either. bc theres so many aspects of seb we get in the game that can be interpreted in so many diff ways, and so this is how i see it/landed on MY rendition of seb:

PROTECTIVENESS/POSSESSIVENESS: this is one of the main aspects of him, imo. his entire questline is about wanting to cure anne, and how he’s not giving up, and how he believes that HE is the only one that can do it, because “she’s MY sister!” seb is super tunnel visioned and has a one-track mind when it comes to this, and I headcanon that he’s this way because of their parents deaths. he’s the brother, the boy, he’s gotta be strong for his sister, and ofc when their parents died, he tries to comfort her and be there for her/be the rock, and it happens again when she’s sick. shes his sister, his responsibility, and he’ll die before he gives up on her and her safety.

SO, I just transfer all those aspects over to a romantic relationship instead. you just replace “shes my sister” with simply, “she’s mine/my gf/my wife/etc.” and in the same way I think seb tries to be strong and reliable and protect anne because he’s the brother, I think seb would be the same way in a relationship, because he’s a boy and she’s a girl and its 1890 and he’s chivalrous and he just sees it as his responsibility. I think the death of his parents and his dynamic with anne has baked this sort of mindset into him, and its even MORE intense in a romantic aspect, because then hormones and puberty and sexual tension and attraction is involved (plus the fact that seb in my fic is 17, so he’s older and has even stronger raging hormones and testosterone LOL.

JEALOUSY: who can forget the lines “between the two of you, I’m starting to feel left out” and “ominis simply needs a moment with you and he’ll change his mind. is that it?” the first one is more playful but I feel like the second one really showcases sebs brand of jealousy, and how biting and uncharitable it can be.

AGGRESSION/VIOLENCE: yet another iconic line with: “fine. but ominis knows, I won’t step back from a fight.” LIKE... the fact that apparently ominis knows this means its come up more than once…and im not saying seb is some unruly aggressor who flies off the handle at anything, but he defs has a capacity and is willing to get violent if HE believes the situation calls for it—basically the same way he feels about the dark arts. he felt justified using imperio to protect anne, and taking the relic to save anne, and so he would have fought ominis to get out of the catacomb. and with MY seb, while he doesn’t go picking fights with any boy who looks or gets close to clora, he’ll definitely be willing to beat up or lay hands on a creep who bothers clora/who is in the process of bothering her LOL.

SO YEAH, that’s pretty much it, and I’ll be the first to admit I definitely ramp up these traits further because he’s older in my fic and i think these traits would only get more intensified with age + being in love and also bc IM A TWILIGHT GIRLIE!!! what can I say. there are so many moments in my fic where you can just replace seb with edward and it wouldn’t seem out of place tbh LMAOO so blame twilight, it was a formative experience for me BAHAHA

BUT like I ALSO said, I don’t think peoples more lighthearted interpretations of seb are ooc either. because even all my earlier above examples, you can just focus on diff aspects of them. like his tunnel vision and obsession to cure anne? instead of seeing it as over the top protective and possessive, you can just view it in a more wholesome determined selfless sort of way. like I said we got so many nice little bits and ingredients of his personality that we can turn into anything we want, really👌just pick which flavour of seb u like best and use what we got in game to create it HAHA

AW TYY QUEEN BAHAHA💖 and aw im always so honoured when ppl tell me they consider my stuff canon that’s like the best compliment I can get, tysm 😭 and im glad you like my fic and art so much (enough for your friends and family to unfortunately know💀 LMAOO)

im adding your ask to this because it kinda ties into my seb essay. LETS GET INTO WHY A SWEET BABY ANGEL WOULD LIKE SOMEONE LIKE SEB. the answer ISSS: the same reason WE’RE also all into him I guess?? BAHHA

ok but to start off im gonna defend my seb, not only cause of what you said anon (i dont want you to feel like this is targeted to you!) but also bc I got an ask recently asking me to summarize seb and clora’s relationship since all they see from my art is that “they fuck and seb is possessive” LMAO, and I feel like ppl who JUST see my art and don’t read my fic have a warped image of my seb.

this may be shocking but I don’t consider my seb a red flag LMAO. I joke about how hes more of a pink flag tbh, but even THAT i dont even really believe, and don’t even consider him overly possessive. like yes he keeps an eye on her when shes hanging around other boys, but I feel like that’s normal (esp for 1890) and all of his most possessive moments have been when theres been a threat to cloras life/coming from a place of love and protection (especially since clora is so self-sacrificial, she’d have killed herself by now if not for seb LOL) so to me id actually put Sebastian as being PROTECTIVE as his first and foremost trait, followed by the possessiveness.

and yeah he gets jealous, but unless a dude is actively trying to get with her/hitting on her/harassing her, he’ll otherwise just kinda be unhappy about it/let it play out/ watch on unhappily LOL. and even when lawley was blackmailing clora and getting in between her and sebs relationship and lying about how close he and clora were, seb demanded answers from CLORA on what was happening between the two of them, but he didn’t touch lawley or tell him to stay away. bc seb thought that was what clora wanted, so he let her drift away. if he was TRULY a red flag, in this instance he would have just beat up lawley for taking what was "his"/not allow clora to leave him/immediately go to lawley instead of clora, and tell him to stay away despite what clora might want. (and clora even WISHED seb had interfered and done this. she was like 'why is he letting me drift away and go off with lawley i WANT him to fight for me...but she couldn't actually say anything thanks to the blackmail)

clora doesn’t just 'put up' with sebs more possessive and protective behaviour though, she actually likes it HAHA. just bc shes a precious baby angel, we all like a bad boy, even back then. just look at jane eyre, and how popular the dark and brooding and assholey mr. rochester was.

she tells seb at one point that she likes those things about him, even his immature competitive side, and his darker sides, and that he shouldn’t try to hide them or change himself because she accepts them. and even putting aside all of the stuff they’ve been through together that has bonded them (like the main canon quests + annes curse and then CLORA being cursed, and then clora being kidnapped and seb saving her) clora thought seb was roguish and charming and witty and intelligent and good looking from day 1. add to the fact that he’s just so devoted to her in everything he does, that even if he CAN get a bit overbearing at times, how could you NOT fall for someone like that😩 someone whose possessive behavior just stems from wanting to protect you and love you and want to keep you safe and cherish you like DAMN…. GET ME A SEB, TOO. WHERES MINE!!!😭😭

clora also realizes in ch 32 WHY seb is so protective of her (the trauma with his parents and wanting to be there for anne) and that she accepts it, and enjoys it, and that she might even MISS it if seb were to ever get less protective of her/might get lonely LOL, and then sebs like "i’ve "spoiled you, have i?"

so YEAH I don’t think sebs protectiveness and possessiveness goes into any toxic territory or red flag territory PERSONALLY (and the time that it DID get toxic was because of the relic, and clora DID put her foot down)

but my normal seb? whose dream in life is to whisk clora away into a tower and lock her up to keep her safe and keep her all to himself, but that he’d never ACTUALLY do because he knows its insane and unreasonable but jokes about wanting to do it anyway bc he would if clora agreed? clora finds that endearing and cute and is touched by how much he loves her and wants to keep her safe.

IN CLOSING: I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOUR AND THEY LOVE EACH OTHER👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

[exitwound]

i think your words are really beautiful. could you say something reassuring to me if you feel so inclined. i hope you have a lovely day

[goldkirk]

okay, wow, I’m not publishing that ask, anon.

I need you to understand that online activism only reaches people who are also online.

And it only reaches people who, in our current algorithm-based internet, are actually shown that content.

When you do online activism that’s not something concrete like a petition, you’re spreading information and awareness. That’s super important.

But it’s also like, step one of twelve, and unfortunately it’s where most of us just stop. We share information and news and share guilt tripping posts and we say things should be different and we tell other people that things are terrible and we carry on and most of it makes no real-world difference at all.

I don’t know how to tell you that you have got to do local, real life activism if you want to make any change.

You have got to pay attention to your school boards and judges.

You have got to campaign for local candidates.

You have to encourage locals to run for office, or run for office yourself.

You have to volunteer your time and energy for real local causes and groups.

You have to get acquainted with your local news sources so you know who to reach out to when word needs to be spread about something important.

You have to call and contact and petition your local officials, you need to put up flyers where your actual community will see, you need to get aquatinted with local resources so you know where to direct people who need them.

You have to actually do activism irl. That is how you make change happen.

Any time you spend arguing with online users about activism and not doing enough could be spent actually making a difference in your literal real life community, or helping the people who do.

[cooloddball]

I have been in a sour mood since I saw a post alleging that Lestappen is the new “Larry” and that’s why Max deleted his “you are looking sexy out there” tweet to Charles and Esteban.

Not that you asked but I could use some cutesy Lestappen moments 🥹

the monaco gp hug (like hello they were so soft there and the way charles’ head laid on max’s shoulder. the way max was grinning after and how Charles couldn’t stop smiling after too 🥺)

the whole las vegas gp 2023; the joint interview, the car ride, the podium

them riding in the same car during the miami gp this year and they both had their own cars assigned like ???

charles narrating inchident saying ‘this i will never forget’

max apologising to charles last year for turn 1 when everyone on earth and the outer cosmos knows max emilian does not in fact apologise to anyone. the max literally almost pushed icon for messing up his race. in 2021 he said ‘that’s what you get…’ about his and lewis ’ incident in monza . calling George a d*ckhead 😬 he truly does treat charles differently

max choosing to film charles when his sole job was to film for mclaren

the paddle date

the 2022 f1 secret santa; charles’ reaction when he got max’s name, charles picking a kazoo for max, max’s reaction to the gift charles got him

charles saying that the biggest prize (can’t recall the exact wording) was max being okay after silverstone 2021

the way the look at each other

i could go on forever but these are just off the top of my head

[formerlycookierunauprompts]

I was wondering if you could write Shadow Milk Cookie taking care of a sick y/n? I'm fighting off a cold myself :') and I love your writing!!! /pos

Requested Prompt #9 - 💓

" i told you not to push yourself." You could hear Shadow Milk huff, feeling the vibrations of his steps before he actually stopped behind your fallen form. " But noooo you just had to get another adventure in and now look where that's gotten you." You groaned weakly from your place on the forest floor, not even protesting when you were picked up by the much taller cookie. " Shadow Milk..." You groaned out weakly, staring up into displeased heterochromatic blue eyes. " Sigh, Whatever am I going to do with you?" He mused, poking at your cheek much to your displeasure. He snapped his fingers... not that he actually had fingers though, and opened up a small rift back home. The minute you were placed down you were being intensely analyzed by the gigantic jester. " ... You're sick." He eventually states, picking you up again as you squirm in protest. " Nooo... 'm not sick, just tired." You protest with a mutter, quickly silenced by the cloth wrapping around you. " And here I thought that I was supposed to be the lying one out of the two of us." He chuckled, almost bemused at your feeble attempt to deceive him. " Come on, go get some rest Little Star~" He purred as he picked up your bundled form, carrying you off to his room so he could keep a good eye on you.

[hobiebrownismygod]

Hey hun, I need some hobie comfort. Basically been in a terrible headspace liking planning my final letter type of mind. (not important) anyway I'm usually numb when it comes to these things, so based on something that happened a few weeks back. Miguel is in a bad mood and just lays it into y/n. And needless to say she bursts and full out sobs her heart out, knee dropping type pain from having it built up for weeks and hobie just comforting her. (if you're up to it lovie❤️ have a good day)

I'm so sorry that you're feeling this way :( I hope you can get into a better place soon!! I hope what I wrote helps <3

_____________

The door shut behind you with a SLAM as you practically ran out of Miguel's office, leaving him behind to yell at the wall rather than you. He'd been in a "bad mood" this past week and it seemed as though he needed an outlet. That outlet ended up being the first person he could see, which, of course, ended up being you.

So you'd accidentally dropped one of his gadgets earlier. It didn't break or anything, so why was he so angry? Why did he-why did everyone have to take everything out on you?

You tried your hardest not to cry as you shoved your way into one of the many cramped closets littering HQ and closed the door behind you. You sat down, curling up against the wall of the dark, tight room as you panted, slowly letting the tears stream down your face.

Your sobs were just barely muffed by your knees as you cried, harder than you'd cried in a long time, making it seem as though by the time you were done, there'd be a large puddle of your own tears beneath you.

But then, the noise just barely hidden by your loud, raspy exhales, you heard three soft knocks. You quieted yourself, not even bothering to lift your head.

"Darling? You in here?"

Hobie.

You must've ran past him on your way here without even noticing. You stayed silent, hoping he'd just leave you alone. You didn't want him to see you like this.

"Come on dove, just let me in." He knocked again, refusing to take no for an answer as the handle of the door jiggled.

You simply curled yourself up even tighter. He wouldn't be able to get through the lock, would he? At least, he wouldn't try that hard...right?

But to your dismay, not even a brass lock would be able to stop Hobie Brown from coming in to comfort his girl.

The door swung open and he stood there, a shocked look on his face. When he saw you sitting there on the ground, all bundled up like a child, his expression softened and he frowned.

"Hey, you" he said gently, crouching down in front of you, long arms reaching out towards you to pull you into a hug. "What happened?"

You didn't look at him as he pulled you into his arms, kissing the top of your head with a bittersweet smile and rubbing your back. He stayed silent for another moment before sighing.

"You don't want to talk? Alright. That's okay. I'll just stay here with you, baby." He whispered, nuzzling his nose into your hair and holding you tight.

"he yelled at me." You sniffled quietly after a beat. Hobie's expression perked up when he heard your voice and he smiled softly into your hair. "He yelled at you?" He asked gently.

"Mhmm." you nodded, wiping at your wet, teary eyes before burying your face in his chest. He chuckled softly in response, pulling off his vest and wrapping it around you to hold you even closer, hands settling on your back. "That bastard." He muttered, lips grazing the top of your forehead. "You want me to go piss him off?"

"No." You sniffled again, shaking your head. "He'll just be more mad." You felt the tears welling up in your eyes again and hid your face in his neck, shivering slightly as you began to cry.

"Aww, dove..." He looked as though he might start crying himself as he snuggled you, kicking the door closed with his foot so that the two of you could be in total privacy. "What's going on with you? You don't usually get this worked up over him.

"I don't know." You sobbed, pulling back slightly. He immediately held you tighter, forcing your head back onto his neck. "No, no, it's okay, keep crying. It's okay."

You relaxed against him, letting the tears just fall out as you tried to calm yourself. "Shhh. You're doing good, baby, keeping crying. Let it all out." He cooed, pulling you into his lap and rocking you gently.

As you slowly began to calm down, he cupped your face in his hands, looking into your tear-stained face for the first time. "My poor peng" he cooed again, kissing your forehead and holding you against his chest.

"I'm just so tired of being yelled at, 'Bie." You whispered, closing your eyes again as you wrapped your arms around his waist, hugging him tightly.

"I know, baby, I know" He said gently, laying back against the wall so he could prop you up against him. "Next time he yells at you, you come to me, right? I'll take care of him."

"Okay" you said, mustering up a smile for him as you wiped your wet face again. At seeing this, his expression immediately lit up and he kissed you, holding you close. "Cuz no one yells at my dove. No one." He said again, kissing all over your face, cleaning your face of your tears before nuzzling your neck. "Especially not that dictator wanker."

You giggled, closing your eyes and pulling his warm vest around yourself a little tighter as he held you, rocking you like a baby, back and forth, side to side, whispering in your ear about how much he loves you.

"I love youuu" He teased, "I love you my little doe"

"Doe? You mean dove?" You asked, looking up at him curiously. At this, he just laughed harder, holding your face in his hands. "You know, a doe, a baby deer. You look like a doe with those big, gorgeous eyes of yours"

You shook your head, laughing as he kissed your nose, just barely pressing his lips against the tip before hugging you again.

"My lovely little doe. I'm not gonna let anyone yell at you again, alright?"

"I love you, 'Bie."

He grinned a shit-eating grin, knowing that he'd finally succeeded at cheering you up. "I love you too, darling. More than you'd ever know."

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[goosita]

I got my wisdom teeth out today and was wondering if you had any headcanons about what billy would be like caring for someone after surgery? I know they didn’t have medical technology back then like they do now but…. I was just curious if you had any thoughts about soft caring billy. thank you for your writing on here, it’s so comforting and good! 💕

hi angel baby, i hope you’re feeling okay and everything went smoothly !!!

and absolutely yes, billy would be so sweet and patient with you. he would literally give up his whole day, week, month; however long it takes to get you back on your feet.

“anything you need, darlin’, you just let me know. i ain’t lettin’ you lift a finger,” he’d tell you, plopping himself down right beside your bed. he doesn’t want you exerting any more energy than absolutely necessary. you need ice for the swelling? he’s on it. you need painkillers? “tip your head back, sweet thing. just like that,” he murmurs while he’s slipping a spoonful of the sticky syrup in your mouth. he coos softly, brushing your hair out of your face because he knows it tastes awful.

billy would be right there for you, helping you with anything and everything you need. he just wants his baby to get better :( he hates seeing you in pain or not feeling your best. he’d be so gentle too; he’s so careful about crawling into bed with you when you whine that he’s not close enough. he’s gingerly wrapping his arms around you and maneuvering you so that you can cuddle up to his chest, peppering your face with the softest kisses.

“there you go, nice and cozy. gonna take such good care’a you,” he tells you, tucking your blankets around you.

yeah billy loves to dote on you 🥹

[losnordiquitos]

did yuo know,,,,,april is autism acceptance month!!!!!!!! can we see sweden being autistic

yaaaay, um !!! i feel like big part of sve being autistic is him being nonverbal/having selective mutism so i tried to give him an aac device for the drawing... happy autism acceptance month gang...

[eliasorchard]

I'm running a very high fever right now and I feel horrible... I wish William could take care of me :(

Like, feed me mushroom soup. Or carry me to the bathroom.

high fevers suck :( stay hydrated and make sure to get as much rest as possible. i really hope you get better, anon

william is an attentive partner by default, but his usual attentiveness seems to grow tenfold when you're feeling unwell. he becomes the sweetest, most caring version of himself when you've come down with anything — whether it be something as menial as a runny nose or high fever.

imagine waking up from a nap, bleary-eyed and head a pounding mess. the effects of the medicine hasn't left you yet so the sleepiness it brought is still clinging to you. you're confused by your surroundings with you still being half asleep but hear the soft creak of your door opening.

"ah, my apologies. did i wake you?" he says softly, a gentle smile on his face. in his hands he holds a tray that has a bowl of your favourite soup on top of it. he sets the bowl down on your bedside table and takes a seat on the edge of your bed. "i thought you could use some comfort food."

you shake your head. you're feeling nauseous, and you're sure you're going to end up vomiting. but you're hungry. your body feels weak, yet you try to sit up. immediately he leans forwards, "here, allow me to help you." and props you up with a few pillows behind your back.

if you're too tired, and even if you're not, he insists on spoonfeeding and will spoon-feed you. after you've eaten, he'll make sure you take your medicine. the effects of the medicine pull you back to slumber but right before you succumb to it, you can feel the gentleness of his palm against your forehead — it's a calming coolness against your skin. it's soothing. then he leans down to press a soft kiss on your temple and whispers: "sleep well. i'll be right here if you need anything."

[fatuismooches]

I'm feeling so insecure lately, I need dottore headcannons comforting reader after they cry thinking he doesn't love them 🕊️

Like anyone else, you hated being insecure. You hated your insecurities. You hated feeling this way. Yet you couldn’t help but notice everything you thought was “wrong” about yourself, and wonder if Dottore could see it too. Surely he did, you thought, if you could see it, of course someone as intelligent and observant as he could too. In that case, you had no idea why he was still keeping you around, someone who was nowhere near his level or deserving of him or his love. You just couldn't bear it, you already knew you weren't good enough but the idea of Dottore thinking that, it just hurt you even more.

His first instinct, whenever he sees tears on your face, is always who would have the gall to drive you to this point, always sitting you on his lap and stroking your hair while you sob into his chest. While he has no qualms with teaching a lesson to those who cross you, well obviously he's not going to do that when he realizes that it's your own feelings that are causing this. He's a bit confused at first, simply because he is just very confident in the relationship, regarding the fact he'll never spare a single glance at someone else and he knows you wouldn't do so either, and he thought you knew that. But of course, he comes to realize you need more reassurance than that. Dottore's still not the best at comforting you, but what he is good at is telling you the undeniable truth, and that is what he does.

He wonders if you do not notice how he and his segments' gaze lingers on you for a moment too long whenever you walk by, or how greedy their touch is, fighting over you, desperate for more. How he enjoys your visits and company, seeking to indulge in that mind of yours that's just brilliantly you and no one else's. Do you even understand how much you take up in his mind? Dottore's a scholar, first and foremost, he's not suited to love or be loved, and yet along with his experiments and research and unethical practices, there's always you that lingers around and then pops up full force out of nowhere. Everything you think is an 'imperfection' is just something he thinks adds to your perfection, perfection in the shape of none other than you. He has created a God before, but in his opinion, it fell flat compared to you.

Perhaps he should worship you as one would do to a God, for you are far more worthy of it than any others. Maybe then you would finally understand his devotion to you.

[daily-isabeau]

i am sick and insomniac scrolling through this blog at 4am on. a school night make him suffer. as a treat. for me <3 /nf

Explodes him. For you.

[sugar-coat-it]

on my period & emotional about teenage dream!matty getting sick for not wearing a jacket when it's cold 🙁🙁 he's just a sweet boy

OH NOOOO

This is so real though he is just a sweet boy, I need him to be healthy and happy </3

When Matty doesn't show up for school the day after not wearing a jacket in the freezing cold (because he's a little dense sometimes), girlie is immediately concerned. The minute the school day ends she's booking it to his house, not bothering to call in advance.

Denise lets her into the house, giving her fair warning that he's absolutely miserable in his room right now. And that he is! She finds him on his bed, sniffling through his stuffy nose and staring up at the ceiling, too feverish to sleep, too exhausted to be fully awake. He squints at her for a moment, wondering if he's gotten to the point of fever hallucinations before realizing that she's really there. She sits on the edge of his bed, brushing his damp hair away from his face, frowning at how warm his skin is. He's like "What are you doing here? You'll catch this nasty shit." but of course, she just gently shushes him, using the hair tie on her wrist to pull his long hair away from his face.

He's finally able to take a nap when he's curled up against her, breathing through his mouth because his nose is all stuffed up (he might drool a little and then apologize for it when he wakes up wahhh). Girlie stays with him as long as she can before she has to go home despite his complaining and begging for her to stay ("babe nooo, can't feel better without you"). Before she goes, she kisses him all over his warm face, making him promise that he'll get better soon and come back to school.

I think there would be a moment when she says "I told you you were gonna get sick." and he grumbles "You're not my mum..." earning the scariest death glare from her ever, he is fearing for his life LOL. But anyways he learned his lesson and now (almost) always wears a coat