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mochinomnoms · 4 months
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Slight Chapter 7 spoilers!
So I decided to take a peek at Book 7 just out of curiosity since I'm still stuck with leveling up all my cards for Book 6, and I need y'all to know how absolutely devastated I am to learn that Rook wants to go into archaeology as well, I cannot believe I'm sharing an academic field with him.
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blxxdyvalentine19xx · 3 years
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My little baby Chase
Colson Baker + Chase Hudson 
Warnings: none.
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Chase let go of a guilty sigh as Colson once again brought up the idea of them spending the night together. "Kells...I've got shit I need to do and I'll never wanna get out of bed if I stayed" it was a lie, but he needed a cover story.
"Right, fine, if you don't wanna have sex just say it" Colson started "I don't care if we do or not, it isn't about the sex, Chase" he really didn't care if they had sex or not, it wasn't that important to him. He just wanted his boyfriend to be comfortable with him.
it wasn't that he didn't want to; because he did; he just wasn't fond of it being found out that he had a habit of 'sucking' his thumb at night. "It isn't about sex..." Chase whispered.
"Whatever, it's fine" Colson dropped the matter; moving on from it. He walked into the kitchen to get himself a drink.
He let his head fall back on one of the couch pillows and shook his head. "Fucking christ" Chase mumbled out; he knew he'd have to give up lately and take the chance.
Few days later
Colson was spread out on the couch, his feet on the coffee table as Chase's head occupied his lap as they were watching some movie of Pete's. "God, he's such a lovable air head sometimes." He mumbled; smiling as Chase grinned.
"I've only met him the once and I figured that." Chase glanced upwards at his boyfriend. He was tired, but fought the sleepy feeling as Colson's finger ghosted the shell of his ear. "You and him are fools together."
"And he thought you were an asshole" he pointed out; chuckling as his boyfriend slapped his cheek lightly. "You were more nervous than cocky and came off a little full of yourself." Colson leaned down and kissed Chase's forehead.
"You make him take that back!" Chase smiled; teasing the older man. "I was scared shitless, he's got a certain self awarennss that's terrifying." He gave a cheeky smile and went back to watching the movie.
Couple hours later
Chase wasn't really paying attention as they were on the second movie of the night. His eyelids heavy as the last nights lack of sleep was catching up to him. He had one arm wrapped around Colson's waist and the other bent upwards as his thumb ghosted the bow of his bottom lip.
Running his fingers through Chase's hair; Colson shifted lightly as not to disturb the boy and smiled fondly. He whispered as Chase's arm gripped him tighter "it's okay, mm not going anywhere baby" Colson looked back at the tv screen as he played with his boyfriend's hair as the boy was close to nodding off.
Nuzzling into his boyfriend; Chase relaxed again as Colson settled back into a comfortable position. Not long after; he nodded off and fell asleep.
Looking back down after a while of Chase not saying much; Colson's heart was warm as his boyfriend was long asleep and the boys thumb just inside his lips. Hearing the guys get in from partying, he sushed an over dramatic Rook. "Be quieter, Chase just fell asleep here a bit ago"
Rook looked up as he was sushed; realizing Chase was asleep in Colson's lap, he quieted himself and smiled as the boy looked at peace for once on what was a busy week. "Ohh, the body gives in to sleep eventually."
Colson snapped a picture of a sleeping Chase and set it as his background. "I'm pretty sure he was exhausted, I moved at one point and he wasn't fond of it." He spoke quietly as Rook plopped down on the empty end of the couch.
"He probably needed the sleep, he's been non stop the last few days." Whispering; Rook stole the bowl of chips off the coffee table and smiled as Chase had an iron grip around Colson's waist. "I know he's your boyfriend and I shouldn't be saying it, but he's beautiful, Kells"
"He was up late last night too, I was on call with him well past midnight" he brushed the black hair out of Chase's eyes and cupped his boyfriend's cheek. "You're right you shouldn't be, but yes, he's fucking beautiful"
"You should have been the adult and told your boyfriend to go the fuck to bed." He suppressed a chuckle and grinned as Colson called him out for calling Chase beautiful.
Later in the night
Colson and Rook had stayed up for a while talking before calling it a night. Carrying a still dead to the world Chase to bed; he shouldered his bedroom door open. He managed to pull the covers back on his bed and layed the boy on the bed before going over to the opposite side and slipping his shirt off. Setting his phone and wallet on the nightstand; he slipped into the bed and let his head hit the pillow.
Next morning
Chase awoke with a start; the odd body heat against his back was a shock to his system. The arm around his waist hadn't helped either. "What the fu..." realizing it was Colson as he woke up a little; he bit his lip and sighed. "Well fuck" Chase whispered as the rapper stirred.
"You fell asleep in my lap last night" Colson was half asleep when he felt Chase wake up; the boy must have curled up next to him in the night.  "By the way you're cute as fuck when you sleep." He buried his head in Chase's neck and pulled the boy against him.
"Did I?" He asked; letting himself stretch out a little, blushing when Colson let go of a breathy moan. "So you probably realized why I was wary of staying over" Chase ran his fingers up into his boyfriend's messy hair.
"Mhmm" Colson grimaced as Chase's bum was against his dick. "I did, for the record I think its fucking adorable, baby" he hummed; kissing Chase's neck. "My little baby Chase" Colson grinned up as his boyfriend had a rosy blush on his cheeks.
"Shut up!" Chase hid his face in his hands and groaned. "Its not adorable! I'm too old for that shit" he flipped over and pulled Colson into a kiss. "I am your baby though" Chase whispered against his boyfriend's lips and purred, ripping at Colson's bottom lip.
"You shut up" Colson pulled Chase up against him. "Its fuckin adorable baby, and there's nothing wrong with it." He rubbed Chase's back; pressing a kiss to the boy's cheek. "I love you so god damned much baby"
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mytwistedhome · 4 years
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Pomefiore and Ignihyde when they find out you have Anorexia
Trigger warning to anyone who suffers with an eating disorder!!
I decided to write these headcanons because I've been having a really tough two weeks, and thinking of the twst boys makes me happy...
I hope this can maybe bring comfort to someone else, or at least provide some bit of entertainment. My intention is not to cause harm or trigger anyone. That is the last thing I want.
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Other dorms will be coming as well! I already started working on all of them, but I just haven’t finished them. They will most likely be posted the next time I have a bad day //
One more quick thing: I will be posting requests this week! I’ve already broken several promises that I made in regards to the time I’d post, and I feel horribly guilty. I’m sorry for the wait. I know I shouldn’t tell you to expect something on a certain day and then delay it for weeks. I should be honest about my efficiency, and I am sorry.
I'm also sorry for not responding to message (this applies to all my blogs...) I see them, but then forget about them, and then cower away because I feel like I'm already too late. I hope this little apology is enough to suffice... I'll apologize properly to every person when I find the courage. I know I shouldn't be doing this to people who've been kind to me just because I feel unwell. Please know that I am very sorry, and I'm trying to be more responsible and less careless to those around me.
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💜
Vil Shoenheit
So that's why your skin is so dry and you have bags under your eyes
He scolds you at first. He believes that you’re starving to get a good figure, and he tries to inform you that doing so is unhealthy and that being malnourished actually makes a person quite ugly.
As if you haven’t already heard all this before
You try to tell him that you’re not doing this to look good. At least, not anymore. Sure, it started out as a way to lose weight, but it soon became an obsession much more meaningful than beauty or weight-loss.
He doesn’t understand. Why would you deliberately hurt yourself like that? Especially when you’re aware of all these negative outcomes?
Nevertheless, he is still very worried about you
He wouldn't normally concern himself with such a personal problem, but he would feel so guilty if he just stood back and watched you whither away
So, he does, indeed, go out of his way to try and help you
He finds a psychology book about eating disorders in the library, and he reads it in its entirety
He is... quite disturbed. He never imagined that you could be suffering so badly.
He's smart enough to realize that he, himself, can't do anything to make you better
He encourages you to seek professional help, and he even searches for phone numbers you can call and therapists/counselors close by of whom you can see
You are really touched by his efforts to find help, and you promise him that you will see one of the counselors he recommended
But... several weeks go by, and you haven't done anything
Vil grows furious. Don’t you want help!?
He takes your lack of seeking help rather personally... He went out of his way to provide with the things he felt that you really needed. Don’t you appreciate that? Don’t you care about yourself? What more do you want him to do?
You try to tell him that you don’t want him to do anything, that you’ll find help when you’re ready--
Vil isn’t buying that
What does “ready” mean, anyways? When you’re already in the grave?
He’s a bit harsh on you... He points out the patches of dry skin along your neck and chest, the way the hairs of your arms always stand on end from goosebumps, the metallic taste in your mouth...
Are you happy with those things? Do you really want to live this way?
You try and try to explain to him that it’s hard to get help and go back to eating normally
It spirals into an argument...
Vil is done with this. He did what he could and got you the resources you need to begin recovery. Once you decide to get help, he will be there for you. He will be there whenever you reach out for support, comfort, or care. But, until then, don’t talk to him about it. Don’t complain about your misery until you have sought proper help. It’s your fault at this point, isn’t it?
Rook Hunt
He had noticed that you were very quickly losing a lot of weight
He was concerned, but he never imagined that the problem could be something so serious
You're actually surprised with just how much he's concerned. You thought that if there was anyone to romanticize such a disease, it would be him
But he seems to know more than you thought about such disorders
He begs you to get professional help, and he is quite a bit more pushy and earnest than Vil is...
You try to explain to him that no doctor or therapist could ever help unless you were READY and WANTED to be helped
Well, he doesn't understand why you don't want help
He's pushing and pushing you... begging you to seek a professional
You get so frustrated that you turn and leave. He just doesn't understand!
And now Rook is even more distressed. How will he ever get through to you? How can he ever help you?
Now, every time he sees you, he looks at you with such sorrow
He sadly remarks upon how your beauty is fading... and how he fears that your life may be fading as well
Your heart aches to hear such sincere worry... Your chest feels tighter than it normally does as you crumble with guilt
You promise yourself you'll get better... Just so you won't have to see Rook with a horribly sad expression whenever he passes you
You start eating more in front of him to ease his worry, which does work a little bit
You add about 400 more calories to your usual intake--enough so that your "recovery" becomes visible through the way you bounce with energy
But you stay up late at night, running laps and doing situps to burn off some of that intake
And you keep losing weight
In fact, it's worse now because your body is aching from the unfamiliar intake and exercise...
Well, at least you look better
At least you have Rook fooled
Or so you think. It'll only be a matter of weeks before he catches onto your schemes and grows so distressed once again
He tries to sit you down and have a talk with you... He just really wants you to get help
Epel Felmier
Poor Epel finds out after he witnesses you collapsing in the middle of the hallway when no one else is around
He panics and rushes to your side, trying to see what is wrong and how he can help you
You blacked out for several seconds, which is why you collapsed, but even though you have your vision back, everything is still very cloudy and you are too weak to stand up
This makes Epel panic even more
You try to calm him down, despite your weakness
"it's okay, Epel...! Just get me something to eat. Please, I need something to eat. Hurry!"
He is a bit confused, but he does what you say, and he rushes off to find you some food
While he is gone, you try to stand, but to no avail. Your stomach aches with hunger and you are cold all over. Your body just feels so miserable
He rushes back to you with an apple and places his hands on your shoulders in concern as you quickly eat it down
That apple... It's the best thing you've ever tasted, but it's gone too quickly, and your mouth waters for more as the last bites slide down your throat
Although it was small, it still gives your body such a blissful burst of energy. All your senses are ignited now that you have finally eaten something after such a long fast, and your head is hurting far less
You stand up and smile at Epel, thanking him graciously before turning to leave
Uuuhhhhh.... What was that?
You suddenly collapse on the ground and then are all better after eating a simple apple?
No way is Epel going to let you go just like that. He holds you back, demanding an explanation, for it surely seems you know quite a bit about this bizarre thing that just happened
You try to tell him it's nothing, just a strange thing that happened this one time
Well, then, how did you know how to fix it by eating something?
You quickly lie and tell him you get dizzy sometimes and fall due to low blood sugar
Well, now your story is inconsistent
He presses you for the truth, growing rather angry
His harsh tone begins to scare you, and you tell him... You tell him that, sometimes, you go days without eating, and it of course causes you to grow so weary that you faint
You watch as all the frustration quickly rushes away from Epel's face, leaving his eyes wide and mouth hanging open in shock
"That... That's really unhealthy..."
Oh, great. Not this speech again
But, it actually isn't a lecture about how this is such a "dangerous diet"
Instead, Epel pours out all his concern with a sad look upon his face
He knows that he can't do much, but he assures you that you can come to him if ever things become too tough to handle
You're touched by his offer, and you thank him for his understanding
But, now, everytime he's around, he watches you with care to see if you're doing alright and to make sure you don't fall over again
You hadn't expected him to worry this much...
If Epel ever thinks that things are getting out of hand, he will likely go behind your back to someone who can help for your sake
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Idia Shroud
He really wishes that he hadn't found out because now he can't stop worrying
This is the kind of thing that would just be easier to ignore and shut away from his mind
But how could he possibly ignore something as serious as this?
He keeps telling himself that this isn't supposed to be his issue
But... It is his issue, isn't it? If you ended up dying and he knew all along about your suffering yet did nothing to help, than that would mean that he aided in your death, right?
He's really starting to panic. He doesn't what you dead. Not at all
But... What is he supposed to do???
He calms himself down and tries to think
Perhaps if he built you a mechanical body that didn't need food this whole thing would seize to be a problem...
No, bad idea
Well, that will be his last resort if nothing else works...
He messages you and tries to plead with you to please just eat and take care of yourself...
You message back, explaining to him that it really isn't that simple
He decides to ask why you're doing this, and he tries to show through his words how much he really cares
You feel comfortable enough in telling him some of the reasons why you think you started, and why it's now so hard to stop and all you want is to continue with it...
Idia is happy that you were able to open up to him this much, but what is he really supposed to do with this information? He's no therapist...
Well, being vulnerable with you emotions and talking about the problem is at least one step in the right direction, isn't it?
Idia continues to try to be a source of comfort for you, while also encouraging you to seek proper help
Ortho Shroud
Oh, no... He can’t help you with this, can he?
Why can’t he help you? Why won’t you get better?
Surely nii-san programmed him with something that could help you...
Right...?
RIGHT!?
Why aren’t you better?
Why are you doing this to yourself!?
Ortho is a mess... so distressed. He can’t understand--he doesn’t have the capacity to understand such a disorder, and he is so frustrated that nothing he does is helping!
And he does everything
He exhausts himself trying to “fix your mind”
His eyes are wide, yellow irises shaking with misery
Knowing that you are willingly hurting yourself actually traumatizes him...
He can't wrap his head around such an awful mental illness. To him, it looks as though you're really trying to harm, hurt, and even kill yourself by your own accord
Something must be wrong with your brain, but he just doesn't know what!
The poor child is so upset. He's panicked and worried sick
And now you feel even worse
Sorry for ending on such a horrible note... I was originally going to have all the dorms, so Diasomnia would’ve come and saved the day, but I just didn’t finish them.
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