#little bean ain't getting comfort

[averycutesalamander]

AHHH 11! 11! 11!

decided to combine these into one :)

11: Telling them a dumb joke just to see them smile

22: Listening to them while they vent

“And I’m guessin’ he didn’t apologize?” Boothill drawls, working his jaw.

“Of fucking course he didn’t!” you huff, gesticulating wildly. “He acted like I was the one inconveniencing him – like it wasn't his dog that was off-leash and fucking tackling people!”

“Bastard better be glad it didn't hurt ya,” he mutters darkly, “or I'd need to introduce him to my gun.”

You slump down into yourself, pressing your face into your hands and making a frustrated noise, long and loud. He places a comforting hand on your back, tracing slow, gentle circles to soothe you. Finally, you settle, sighing wearily.

“More trouble than it's worth,” you mumble, rubbing at your temples. “I just need to stop thinking about it. There's really nothing else to be done right now.”

Well, if it were up to him, he'd knock on the guy's door and deck him for being a moron, but you never like it when he tries to resolve minor disputes like this with his fists, so he'll let it go – for your sake.

He hums in acknowledgement, examining you for a long moment as silence descends between you. Your shoulders are still tense, and he can hear that your heart rate is still a bit faster than usual, so you're clearly still thinking about it…

Maybe he can give you a hand.

“What's the difference between a piano, a tuna, and a pot of glue?” he suddenly asks, utterly nonchalant.

You go still under his touch, and when you look up from your hands, your expression is completely baffled. “...Is this another one of your weird fucking anecdotes?”

“I ain't tellin’,” he says, a small note of smugness in his voice. “C'mon, guess!”

You scrunch your brows in thought. “Uh… Something about tuning a piano?”

He smirks. “Close. You can tuna piano, but ya can't piano a tuna.”

You snicker, and his heart swells at the sight of your smile. Then, you raise a brow expectantly. “What about the glue?”

His grin widens as he waggles one finger at you. “Ah, I knew you'd get stuck there.”

He watches in open delight as you pause, then burst into laughter, shaking your head and rolling your eyes in playful exasperation. “That's so stupid.”

He shrugs, unbothered. “It made ya laugh, so it did its job.”

You finally straighten your posture, eyeing him fondly for a moment, a little smile on your face. “You're too sweet,” you mumble, a gentle sort of warmth in your eyes.

He leans forward, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Only for you, angel.”

(He'll never get tired of that expression on your face – that look of complete and utter adoration, something quieter than awe but somehow just as grand. He's sure he looks just the same.)

“Hm… What's–” you suddenly snicker, biting your lip in a fruitless effort to keep yourself together. “What's the difference between a garbanzo bean and a chickpea?”

He tilts his head quizzically. “They're the same thing, ain't they?”

“Nope,” you say, broken up by laughter. “I wouldn't pay ten thousand credits to have a garbanzo bean on my face.”

He blinks at you cluelessly for a moment, the gears in his brain churning. Your smile widens even further as you watch his expression shift. In thought, he murmurs, “A chickpea on your…”

The joke hits him all at once, and he bursts into laughter, wild and hearty.

“That's awful!” he laughs, pressing one hand to his face as you snicker.

“It made you laugh,” you sing, bumping his shoulder with yours.

(God, he loves you.)

“Alright, alright,” he chuckles, then clears his throat in a futile attempt to compose himself. “So, a cat and a dog were leadin’ a caravan a’ pioneers…”

On and on and on it goes, until the memory of your irritation fades into oblivion and laughter rushes in to fill the gaps.

(He loves your smile too much to let you stay angry for long, after all.)

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[elliesmainhoe]

Ellie Williams Headcanons: Pregnant!Reader

My Masterlist

Unbelievably soft for you.

All of your friends are shocked, because- Ellie is being.... Nice?

Carries your bags for you, and sits you on her horse whenever your feet get achey from walking too long.

Her foot massages are 🔛🔝

She tries to be supportive of you when you get overly emotional... She really does.

As soon as Ellie entered the house the sound of loud sobbing coming from your shared bedroom freaked her the fuck out.

"Fuck are you alright babe?" She asked as she quickly barged into the bedroom. Your form was hunched over, head in your hands as fat tears streamed down your face.

"I-" your voice trembled as you looked up to Ellie through your damp eyelashes. "The-the.. i- was reading my *hiccup* book" you sniffed "and the- the puppy died!!"

"Oh poor baby~" Ellie cooed as you sobbed, and she perched on the edge of the mattress allowing you to nuzzle your face in your neck. Her hand moved up and down your back, rubbing it in support. "I'm gonna go and get you some water, sit tight for me princess" she kissed your forehead and left the room.

As soon as the door closed behind her an amused smile slipped into her features. God, you were adorable.

Every time you ask for a new weird combination of food she tries it with you.

And she rates then lmao

Strawberries and salt 2/10, peanut butter and celery 6/10, popcorn and cereal 9/10.

So supportive. You can never be wrong. You are always correct always.

Has fallen off the bed due to how many pregnancy pillows on the bed. You cried because you felt guilty.

Shopping for baby clothes, toys and items with her 😍

"What about this one baby?" You called over to Ellie, showing her a blue baby onesie, covered in little red cartoon parrots.

"Nah- I prefer this one better. Fuck... I'd wear this." She laughed holding up a white onesie with little green dinosaurs all over it.

Goes to all your appointments with you for emotional support ✊

Just imagine the midwife pressing the ultrasound wand against your belly as Ellie sits with her jaw slacked as she stares in bewilderment at the moving picture displayed of your unborn child on the screen.

Ellie always lays with her head on your stomach, listening to the little heartbeat in there and giggling at the little kicks the baby gives her.

A warm hand rested on the swell of your pregnant stomach- comfortably moving in circles. The little munchkin occasionally moving and wiggling around at the feeling of her Mama's hand.

"She knows it's her mama Ells" you hum

"Aw do you know it's me little bean?" She spoke, asking the baby who kicked in reply.

"Your feisty kiddo, ain't ya?"

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[rosetyler42]

Wanted to draw some happier Stuff with Drac, Ericka, and Mavis. I like the idea of Ericka NOT being jealous of Martha but rather curious. I like her actually trying to get Drac to talk about her MORE, both to help his grief, keep her memory around and show she's not trying to replace Martha in Mavis' life, she'd basically be like "This person is important to my family and thus is important to me." And...it makes Drac and Mavis happier. It also shows that remarrying doesn't mean forgetting the first love or that they aren't important any more. Which I feel is a big reason HT3 and Ericka's character is hated. (Amatonormativity and dislike of remarriage strikes again!)

I kinda agree with @black-ak9 and @hotelt-resurrection. There's no animosity between Ericka and Martha (aside from Ericka disliking being negarively compared to her by others from the outside.) They'd actually get along swimmingly in a Morticia/Debbie or Morticia/Ophelia kind of way.

On a SADDER note, The 2nd kind of came from a dream in part. But basically, I wanted to Draw Eeicka struggling to comfort Drac and came up with the "Drac's having a bad grief day, kinda beating himself up a bit, and Ericka wants to comfort him but is held back thinking as a human who's family has hurt him so much - not to mention she herself having tried to kill him, she's not sure she has the RIGHT to." I like Ericka comforting Drac as they're both anxious traumatized beans but sometimes... their brains being mean to them is fun too.

Not bad considering these are the most detailed Martha drawings I've done and my problems drawing small. XD

Bonus: On a funnier note, I imagine Ericka fighting with her inner demons in her head at some point like that "You ain't reason, you a little bitch." comic. XD

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[pearlofthesirens]

domestic simon riley headcanons perhaps?

ooh i'm gonna love writing thissssss!!

Domestic Simon Headcanons:

wakes up at either 4 or 5 am, even after retiring. doesn't let go of the military morning routine.

if you're sleeping, he'll give you the softest kiss before fixing the blanket so you're not cold.

brushes his teeth and immediately hits the gym. loves the food you make, will tear that shit up but he thinks he should be keeping his body fit too. doesn't want Johnny to tease him for becoming soft(you personally love him even when he's a huge teddy bear).

when he comes back and sees you making breakfast, he won't hesitate to give you back hugs despite your complains of him being sweaty and smelly. "Si, no! Take a shower first, you're stinky!" "Shower can wait, lovie. I need to give my girl a kiss first."

calls you all sorts of nicknames like lovie, darling, sweetie, doll, my girl, etc.

if he's hungry and you're not at home, the only thing he can make is tea and toast. might burn the bread a little, might add a can of beans or potato mash(bri'ish tings), do not trust him with the kitchen.

if you're doing chores together, he would definitely want to help a lot even if he doesn't know much. for example, he'd definitely help with keeping the counter clean and taking dishes out from the dishwasher if you're cooking.

why waste water? take a shower together! "Water's too hot, doll. You're gonna burn." "Water's just fine." "You make me wonder what kinda demon I fell in love with."

genuinely gets scared if you call him Simon Riley, or worse if it's Ghost. will start contemplating about every single thing he did and where he might've gone wrong. "Simon Rile-" "I'm right here, sugar. Anything wrong? Need a shoulder massage?" "I-...please get the box of pasta from the top shelf." "Anything for you, doll."

he generally refuses to let you see him in full gear, prefers to keep Ghost out of his lovely Manchester apartment. but once after he was done with a long mission, he was so tired that he entirely forgot he had a significant other and walked inside the house with his balaclava and everything. you almost let out a scream when you saw a tall figure with a skull face hovering over you as you were sat on the couch, reading your favorite book. "AAAHH-" "Darling?"

he would legit go "?????" before he realizes that he has his mask on and everything. removes it immediately and sees your eyes soften, arms wide open for him. he takes you in a bone crushing hug, not forgetting to kiss your forehead.

always the big spoon when sleeping, but loves your arm around him too. will keep one arm out for you to rest your head on, doesn't care if it's numb, and the other around your waist. when you're facing him, he will hold your head and hips protectively, letting you bury your face in his chest and neck.

doesn't believe that a man should be controlling what his partner wears, he will encourage your to wear whatever makes you feel comfortable and confident. keeps a protective arm around your waist in public to show that you're his. "Wear whatever you want, sweetie. I can fight, ain't got all this body for nothing."

arguments with him are always short. he would not let anything get to a point that you two are shouting on each other's faces, he does not want to be like his father. goes to a different room to cool himself down before he opens the door to find you.

has a hard time apologizing with words at first, will try to get you something like flowers or give you a silent hug. but he soon learns to say "sorry" and to be gentler with you.

will get down on one knee and present you the ring when you least expect it. wants to have a small wedding at a church with only a few people, preferably TF141, Laswell, your immediate family and a few close friends you have.

wants kids, but won't force you if you don't want to. will consider resigning from the military if he does end up being a dad, he doesn't want to risk his life out there when he has two beautiful human beings to come home to. "Such a poppet, isn't she? Just like her mama." "Don't give me all the credit, honey. She's got your looks too, pretty little thing."

will take you out for dates, dinners too. believes that a relationship shouldn't be stagnant. you get to pick the restaurant and he will willingly pay for whatever you want to eat. you just have to look pretty <3

although he likes to put the most effort, he expects you to put effort too. he takes offense if you disregard how he feels, is devoted to you and expects you to love him the same.

little things matter to him. he pays attention to how you make tea for him, how you do not push him when he doesn't want to talk about something, how you adjust the blanket over both of you every time he comes home late and plops himself down on the couch with you.

overall, the sweetest but realistically speaking, it might be a bit tough to live with him considering he's in the military and has a bitter past. but as long as you're ready to compromise and understand him, he will return the love tenfold and more.

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[aita-blorbos]

Am I the asshole for possibly stealing some random dudes' love interest and possibly his happiness

I'll just cut to the chase. My kind are separated in these sort of tribes. They each have their own cultures and whatever, but I fuckin hate my tribe. It's always too hot, the people are loud as shit, and it was pretty damn clear they didn't want me there. I later found out that the reason I never felt comfortable was because I'm only part of this tribe and part of another.

A hybrid, I guess. I don't fucking know, but my mom and dad met, made some music in the dark, and now I'm here and I grew up with my mom. After she spilled the beans about my heritage, I went on this stupid little quest to find wherever the hell my dad went. And my dumbass brother came along, but this ain't about him

I quite literally fell from the sky and ended up between these other two in the other tribe I was part of - let's call them B (m26) and P (f24)

B is a piece of fucking work. The second I showed up, he was so fucking hostile and rude and made a lot of insensitive comments about me and where I came from. Apparently, he and P were completely unaware that others of their kind existed in different tribes, and shit, did he make it known I wasn't welcome.

P was the complete opposite. She's this outgoing, sweet, over-the-top kind woman. Quite literally a queen, too. She defended me with her life when I showed up, and I kinda hate that she had to. Could have beaten B into a fine pulp, but chose not to since she somehow liked B. I'd be lying if I said she didn't mean the world to me.

She helped me find my dad, who decided he never had a son and that I wasn't RIGHT FUCKING THERE IN FRONT OF HIM but I digress. After that shit show, she gained the idea to unite the tribes together. I agreed to go with her, and I guess B just follows her like a dog, since he just went along

Can't get into too much detail, but along the trip, we definitely grew closer. Shamelessly flirting and all with her. Later, I ended up kind of befriending B. He told me about how P had changed his life for the better. She helped him out of a bad place, showed him happiness and care for the first time in years after he lost his family, and he soon admitted that he was in love with P because of all she had given him

I stole that shit.

I was far too deep into this relationship I made with P. I was head-over-heels for her, and she had been responding to my flirtation. But at the same time, she knew B basically her entire life, and they went through a lot together

I'm not saying that what her and I have isn't valuable. I love this girl to death. We'd do anything for each other. But B has just been so miserable since. I feel like I walked into someone else's story and took their happy ending.

[Ooc this is an oc-in-canon story altered for drama.]

[musedisorder]

Nerdy Prudes Must Die! Part 2.

This is a sentence / prompt meme with quotes from Starkid's nerdy prudes must die for roughly the second half of the show. You can see the first part on my page! Feel free to alter / edit the quotes as needed! Lots of sexual implications / foul language / and mentions of violence in this one

"I had a nightmare! A horrible nightmare."

"He was so angry and he wasn't sexy at all."

"Do you have everything you need for school?"

"You don't say."

"They didn't say."

"Oh heck. I'm so heckin' fudged."

"Is there something we need to be worried about?"

"Holy shit! Are those cop cars?"

"Just shut up and keep your beans cool!"

"Don't look at me!"

"How do you know it was murder?"

"You wanna think a little harder?"

"Oh man! Oh no!"

"Well, we're fucked!"

"People tell me to die every day!"

"I think somebody knows what we did and now they're after us!"

"I don't know about you guys but I smell a heckin rat."

"Relax, ye of little faith."

"I'm gonna get those pigs off our backs!"

"Our town is no longer safe!"

"What about you, eh?"

"I've never known darker times."

"Watch the blame go around!"

"It ain't great."

"Suddenly this quiet town's exciting."

I certainly don't LOVE killing."

"I remember before the lockdown!"

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I wanna remember who I am."

"God! I gotta do everything around here."

"I could act. If it wasn't for my anxiety."

"In my dreams, I'm the star of the show."

"How can something be MEDIUM and WELL?"

"Life is fine. If only it were mine."

"But just for once I'd be the center of attention."

"But just for once my life could be just what I wanted."

"I used to dance."

"Booo!"

"Who's watching me?"

"You fucking suck!"

"I can't see! Somebody help!"

"What a stirring performance!"

"Take a bow, bitch."

"Who stands to gain for these murders?"

"I've been looking for this thing everywhere!"

"You're not half as smart as you think you are!"

"Uh, I don't think I should answer any questions until I have a lawyer present."

"No, no no! You can't do this to me! This isn't my fault! This isn't my plan!"

"It was God's plan! And now he's leaving me out to dry!"

" Do something you son of a bitch!"

"Look at all those cop cars. I bet they're after a PERP."

"I'm in the neighborhood watch now."

"Very smooth."

"I have been waiting for what feels like five FUCKING years and I still have not received my goddamn hot chocolate!"

"Jesus! Keep it together!"

"Oh, this is EASY for you."

"Oh, so you're saying this is MY fault?"

"We both know you can't ignore me because you're crazy about me."

"It's obvious! You can't stay away from me!"

"Have some respect for yourself!"

"Well who says I want to go on a date with you anyways?"

"I never wanted you anyway!"

"I always knew my place and my lane!"

"Who's the victim when you shoot me looks?"

"If I loved you, you would know it."

"If I loved you, I would show it."

"If you were the one I'm thinking of, oh babe, I'd let you know."

"I think you'd better go."

"You first!"

"Leave room for Jesus!"

"How'd it go with the cops? Did they buy it?"

"Gimme a cup of hot water and make it STRONG!"

"You're kinda freakin me out here."

"Does your phone plan cover calls to hell?"

"No! No more of your plans!"

"Oh my god! Is that a gun!"

"This is crazy! I'm not helping you flee the country!"

"You have no idea what the hell you're doing."

"You ruined our lives!"

"I just haven't been thinking clearly lately!"

"I've done so many terrible things! Like touching myself and lying to the police!"

"I called God a son of a B-word!"

"WHO AM I?!"

"Don't comfort her. She's fuckin' weird."

"Unfortunately, we're in this mess together."

"I don't give a shit who you kill."

"Get in the car."

"Ghost. Demon. Call it what you want."

"I've got one hell of a party planned for ya."

"Ready for your recall?"

"I beg to differ, bitch."

"You are the LEAST FUCKING persuasive person!"

"Are you out of your goddamn mind?"

"What the fuck!?"

"There's something deeply wrong with this whole town!"

"I have no idea what's I'm doing."

"Did it work?"

"The book has all but closed on your life."

"Someone's been a little naughty!"

"We heard you could help us."

"Hm, what could you give to me?"

"Do it, or die!"

"We don't give a shit about your phone!"

"You can lie to yourself, but not to me."

"I can't!"

"Pay the price or fuck off!"

"Who do they want you to kill?"

"It doesn't matter where we go!"

"There's only one way to end this."

"All my life I just wanted a girl to like me."

"I didn't want to like you. You made me."

"No matter what, one of us has to die."

"Let me do it."

"You can call this luck. That's my perspective."

"One of us is in love. It doesn't take a detective."

"I can't... I can't shoot you!"

"Let me be cool this time!"

"Is it really a crime if you get to live your life to the fullest?"

"What do you think you're doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?"

"What if you are wrong?"

"What if I should go?"

"You get to live on."

"You're not as cool as you think you are."

"But you're as smart as I know you are."

"You have to do it."

"If I loved you... I couldn't show it."

"If I loved you like you should be loved... Loved you more than the stars above..."

"Love you like I.... could've...."

"I'd have to let you go."

"If things were different, would you want to go to homecoming with me?"

"I'm ready."

"I never wanted you anyway..."

"Careful with that thing! You might hurt someone, and that's my fuckin' job!"

"I used to worry my life would be over after high school!"

"You betrayed me! You fuckin' Judas!"

"So you do know the bible!"

"I always thought there was something about your wrath that was so... Old testament."

"Shut your fuckin' fart-hole!"

"I wanna hear this!"

"I'm a dirty girl."

"Fuck yeah!"

"That's nasty! I like it!"

"What the FUCK is happening right now?!"

"Are you really gonna pass this up?"

"I'll be right back!"

"What're we watching!?"

"Wow! I needed that!"

"Don't you wanna cuddle a little bit?"

"It means you're going to hell now!"

"I paid the price. Now fuck off!"

"No! Let go of me!"

"You're in my world now, bitch."

"Whatever!"

"It was fucking worth it!"

"What the fuck you just say to me?"

"I am gonna get some fucking coffee."

"You're such a nerd."

"I never wanted to love you like I do."

"I'm the best of you and you're the best of me."

"I think the reason I always used to put you down is because I always thought you were pretty."

"That was.... Absolutely disgusting!"

"You think the time that I was chaste is was being waste on a holy mission?"

"I'm the girl you thought you knew."

"Just keep your hand there on my thigh like all the guys that came before you."

"Are you hard because you're stressed? Or is this a power I now possess!"

"Run you little bitch!"

"Darkness will spare my soul."

[akaikali]

TMAGP EP 16 REACTION (SPOILERS)

CELIA HOLDING ALICE HOLY SHIT MAN THE SAMALICELIA POLYCULE IS GOING SOMEWHERE I also think this might be Celia's instinct to comfort from being a mother maybe??? BUT ALICELIA FEELS. My God their ship name could be a palindrome. Insane.

DEAR LORD DID ALICE SEE HER PARENTS DIE???? MY POOR GIRL.

Tape recorder is gone??? And yeah I suspected that the woman had been dead the whole time. Something was using her as a mouth piece, maybe something relates to ep 11 with the deep??

I think Celia and Sam saying they believe Alice is gonna bring them closer. I know people are sus of Celia so it could be a ploy to get closer to the OIAR employees, but I don't know, with her disliking Lady Mowbray, I'm more inclined to trust her.

The fact that Alice says "paid my horror dues" makes me think she knows more about said horrors and is working at the OIAR specifically to avoid it. Were her parents killed by The Horror?

"I think there's plenty of it go around at the moment" Yeah she's talking about Lady Mowbray. Seriously, I have respect for Celia, she really stood her ground last episode.

Man the fact that we were like "omg what if Alice's phone call ends up being a statement!!" In a serious way meanwhile Alice is like "yeah no Freddie will probably spit out in a few days so nothing to be concerned about". What if. Tho. Gwen ends up hearing the phone call. That would be interesting. Speaking of, where is our corporate girlfailure.

Sam you awkward little bean I love you. I'm sure Celia and Alice just gave him the fondest, "You're such a dumbass" look.

SOCIAL MEDIA INFLUENCER TIME????

OH NO. OH NO FUCK AM I GOING TO FALL IN LOVE WITH INK5OUL. THEIR VOICE.

I'm sorry I now understand what Alex meant when he said this episode was social-cringe-horror. The misuse of AAVE is actually so accurate please help my I'm on the floor screaming this should not be this funny-

Damn so does Ink5oul tattoo....pain or something? I don't have a tattoo myself (yet. I'm gonna get one. As soon as I stop being squeamish about needles. Oh. Needles.) But I don't think they're meant to hurt THAT much???

...I genuinely SHOULD NOT like Ink5oul this much. Please. You cannot do this to me I cannot have a Michael Part 2.

OH MY GOD ITS A YOUTUBER DRAMA VIDEO IM GOING TO FUCKING DIE I CANNOT BE LAUGHING THIS HARD.

I'm sorry THE SITUATIONSHIP FUCKING SENT ME YOU'RE TELLING ME INK5OUL IS IN A SITUATIONSHIP WITH A GOTH GIRL INFLUENCER PLEASE RUSTY QUILL I NEED TO BE SERIOUS I CANNOT DO THIS.

OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD I CANNOT DO THIS I HAVE PAUSED 7 TIMES NOW JUST BECAUSE I WAS LAUGHING TOO HARD TO KEEP HEARING. INK5OUL IS HOT AND A GOTH CONFIRMED.

Shut up. SHUT UP. NOT FUCKING DIG. ARE YOU SERIOUS. NO WAY.

Also let me add all the video sound effects are taking me out I LITERALLY cannot do this PLEASE-

OH MY GOD. WAIT. IS THIS WHEN INK5OUL WAS LOOKING FOR THE BODY WITH THE TATTOO FROM EP 11. HOLY SHIT.

"Hell no i ain't gonna call it in" girl by making the video you are basically calling it in what the fuck

THE YOUTUBER DRAMA IS TAKING ME OUT PLEASE THIS IS SOME NICOCADO AVODACO VS STEPHANIE SOO TYPE SHIT (Stephanie Soo all the way honeyyyy).

So...Does Ink5oul have the ability to make people feel pain through the tattoos they do? It's seeming like that's the case.

"The views are cutting me" HUH???? THATS. LIKE. THE EDGES ARE CUTTING ME??? WHAT IS HAPPENING??? HELLO?????

IS SHE DYING. THATS HORRIBLE RN WHAT THE FUCK ALICE LITERALLY JUST SAW SOMEONE DIE NOW SHE HAS TO HEAR SOMEONE ELSE DIE????

Okay wait now that Sam has let go of his "be professional" bullshit I'm back on his track SAMALICELIA LETS GOOO

THERE SHE IS THE CORPORATE GIRLFAILURE

Ohhhh Lena. Oh boy. I can understand her tbh, Gwen has no idea what's happening and she's just doing her own thing. Whether she's evil or not, Lena still knows better what's going on and can avoid unnecessary risks. Especially since Lena does seem to care if other employees get hurt.

I SEE HOW IT IS GWEN. SO YOU'LL BE HORRIFIED BY MR. BONZO BUT NOT OF THE CANNIBALISTIC HUNTING WOMAN BECAUSE SHES A LADY OF THE ARISTOCRACY. CLASSISM AT ITS FINEST. I HATE MR. BONZO BUT AT LEAST HES A WORKING CLASS...CLOWN MONSTER THING.

Okay so the Externals are like. A Thing here. Kind of like avatars? I'm not saying in the sense of fears, I mean they're beings that are not human anymore and possibly dangerous.

Wait but I understand Gwen though "You can't take this away just because I did something you never bothered to tell me not to do" this happens to me so much Gwen my babygirl you are So Autistic.

I saw someone say that Gwen needs to be dommed. I cannot say I disagree, especially when Lena tells her to sit down. Anyway we're gonna move away from that thought.

I am not joking. I paused a total of 17 times throughout this episode because I started laughing too hard. I think I have a new favorite episode.

[putuponpercy]

Hi I haven't written a fic for this fandom in over a year but I saw the first couple paragraphs in my drafts last night and went in a trance at 1am finishing it anyways here's a little snippet from The Early Days section of my They're Just People AU enjoy

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Thomas glared at the small flock of seagulls a short distance away, fighting over the small scraps of food Edward threw in their direction. "You shouldn't feed them.”

His colleague merely shrugged. "A little won't do too much harm," he said, chucking another scrap towards the hungry birds.

"Nasty things," grumbled Thomas, shaking his head. "Lost many a decent meal to them back when I was on the streets.”

"Well you needn't have to worry about that now. You're plenty fed.”

A tut and an eye roll was Thomas' only response.

Come to think of it, the young’un had been in a particularly sour mood for the majority of the day. More so than usual. Reaching into his lunchbox, Edward pulled out half a sandwich then held it out to his companion. “Sarnie for your thoughts?”

Thomas wrinkled his nose. “Ain't tuna is it?”

“Chicken and sweetcorn.”

Satisfied Thomas plucked the sandwich from Edward’s grasp, wasting no time in scarfing it down while Edward waited patiently for his colleague to spill the beans. He didn't pressure Thomas, even after the young lad had finished eating and opted for fiddling with the cuffs of his sweater in silence. He knew Thomas would speak up in his own time. For whatever reason, ever since that fateful night the pair crossed paths at Barrow Central Thomas had chosen to put his full unwavering trust in Edward, although Edward wasn't exactly sure why. All he did was offer the lad a hot meal in exchange for getting him and his engine across the bridge.

“Reggie and Bart returned to the Main Land this morning.”

Speaking of.

Edward's brow raised in surprise. “Have they? Huh… that's the first I've heard of it.”

“And Alfie and Raymond are leaving this evening,” continued Thomas. “Isaac and Harry too.”

Humming, Edward grabbed the flask sitting next to his lunchbox. He unscrewed the cap and took a small sip of his tea. “Seems more and more are heading back by the day.” After another sip he gave a reassuring smile. “Worry not, I'm sure it'll be us soon.”

“And then what? What happens after we leave here?”

“Well… I suppose it's back to passenger trains and goods runs across the Furness line. Shame really. Not that I'm complaining, no. But Sodor’s been a breath of fresh air I suppose. Nice to feel useful after…” Edward trailed off, trying to shake off the memories of how his coworkers back on the Main Land often spoke down or belittled him. “Still, the Furness Railway is my home.”

The two lapsed into silence, though it wasn't comfortable, the air still felt as if something was left unsaid. Taking a quick peek at his pocket watch, Edward wasted no more time in packing up his lunchbox. “Right, come along you. Sir Topham Hatt wanted to see us before our goods train this afternoon.”

“Is’at right? What could the Fat Controller want to see us for?”

Edward tsked. “I do wish you wouldn't entertain the other's idea of such a demeaning nickname.”

Thomas waved him off. “Shove off will ya, it's not like we call him that to his face.”

“I dare wonder if that makes it even worse.” Shaking his head, Edward continued, “Regardless, we should make haste. Who knows, perhaps he'll tell us our loan period is up ‘an all. That this time tomorrow we'll be the ones crossing that bridge back to the Main Land!”

“Back to Furness Railway, you mean?” Thomas asked quietly, expression unreadable.

“Precisely.” Tilting his head to one side, Edward frowned. “Hadn't we just gone over that?”

Abruptly, Thomas stood, balling his fists at his sides. “But Edward- I don't work for Furness Railway, remember? You picked me up off the streets because you didn't have a fireman. What's going to happen to me once we go back? They'll kick me out the moment they realise I'm not one of them! I can't go back to living on the streets, Edward - I can't go - I don't want to go back there! I-”

Two warm hands gently clasped Thomas’ own that had found their way up to gripping his hair somewhere amidst his panic. “Thomas, I need you to breathe for me. Deep breaths now, in - and out. Good lad, and again.”

Thomas followed suit, taking a few shaky breaths. When had his breathing gotten out of control? When did he start crying for Christ's sake? His hands slowly lowered from his head, feeling Edward give them one last reassuring squeeze before pulling away. “...sorry,” he said pathetically.

“Don't be daft, you've got nothing to be sorry for,” Edward replied without a beat. His gaze softened. “I should apologise. I had no idea how distraught you had been feeling about all this. I just wished you had brought it up sooner rather than letting it build up like that.”

“I’m sorry,” Thomas said again. “It's just that, coming here - to Sodor - has been the best thing to ever happen to me, least from what I remember. I have a roof over me head, I don't have to worry about when my next meal will be, I have a job, and you- Edward you've been ever such a good friend to me.” He paused, batting a hand across his damp cheek. “I'm terrified to lose it all.”

Edward swallowed a lump in his throat at being called ‘friend’. He never had quite gotten along with his coworkers back home, so in a sense, Thomas was his first real friend since joining the railway. He placed a hand on Thomas’ shoulder. “I wouldn't be such a good friend if I allowed you to go back to living on the streets, would I?”

Confused, Thomas asked, “But where else would I go?”

Edward shrugged. “Well, while my flat isn’t exactly grand in size I'm sure there's some room to squeeze you in.”

Blue eyes widened. “What? You're saying I can come live with you?”

“I mean- only if you'd like to-”

“Of course!” Thomas cried, leaping over to squeeze the other in a hug. “Thank Edward, thank you! I won't cause no bother I swear!”

Edward grinned. “No bother? That doesn't sound quite like you,” he teased, giving the other lad a pat on the back.

Pulling away, Thomas matched him with a cheeky smile of his own. “Well- within reason, of course.”

“Of course. And I'm sure we can try and get you work on their railway, although the chances are it won't be as my fireman, there are still plenty of opportunities. Even if it's something as giving Old Coppernob’s engine a good polish.”

“As long as it's nothing to do with stinky fish I'm up for anything!”

Chuckling at his enthusiasm, Edward took another glance at his pocket watch and almost gawked at the time. “Right, come along you, we're running late! Don't want to keep the Fat - I mean - Sir Topham Hatt waiting.”

Renewed with energy and anticipation for the future the pair climbed aboard their engine together ready to tackle the rest of the day ahead, unbeknownst to them that the Fat Controller was about to drop the bombshell that Furness Railway had expressed that they now had zero interest in having Edward, nor his engine, return home to them.

[a-quiet-garden]

dawwww~ sorry bud but I ain't your mom *he picks up vinnie and cradles them a bit* you wanna go nappy naaaap? probably an oversized bed or couch around here somewhere *pat pat for the lil bean*

Vinnie lets out a grumpy little whine at Techy's misunderstanding, shaking his head as he's picked up. "Nooooo... i want mama.." He tries to snuggle into their stiff body, whining and pouting even more when he cant get comfortable. Inside of the house would likely be the safest place to let Vinnie rest now- on the couch in the living room perhaps... Somewhere Techy can keep an eye on him while he sleeps. "where's mama.."

[plottingdaisies]

Dear Mrs. Cooper,

I was suprised to get a letter from someone from my mama's hometown. What with my family's rather sordid history there.

You do know what they say about me, right?

I was born of the union of my poor earthly mama and the Devil himself. They say he came to her in the wee twilight hours, promising a life away from toiling in the dirt and living off naught but rice and beans for her meals. They say mama took Old Scratch up on his offer to escape granddaddy's moonshine rages and grandmama's weeping spells, and in so doing, my mama, God rest her poor soul, doomed your little town proper.

That's what they say.

Some of them that's less spiritually inclined think pop was just a coal man, maybe even a railroad big wig looking to take up what land he could get his pristine, blood- covered hands on any way he could get it. The story changes based on whose mouth it comes from. Others take with the story that mama made a pact with Satan to save her own hide and leave the rest to rot by the wayside. The details are hazy, but all of them still spit after they say her name, like it tastes bad.

Well, they ain't all wrong. But they ain't all right, neither.

Don't know how he got his money. Could have been mining,  but there's an awful lot of iron that gets pulled from the ground in these parts for his kind's comfort. I thought settling mama's affairs was complicated, but dealing with his particulars is likely to send me to an early grave. In more ways than one.

That's the thing about it. What they don't say, don't know or don't care to know is that the matter is a little more complicated than that. Pops wasn't exactly human, but he wasn't the Devil himself, neither. Fond of games of chance he was, his shadow always looked wrong, like he was a good two feet taller than he actually was. His eyes reflected lantern light like a cougar in the night. He was just as dangerous too. But he wasn't the Devil. There's more than just God and the Devil out there, you know?

Mama didn't know any better. She didn't know anything other than good and bad men existed until much too late.

Ain't that the way of things? There's a perfectly good monster right there in the family portrait to blame for the state of things, but the finger gets pointed at the seventeen year old desperate not to suffer another beating, half starved, and in great need. Why blame the devil in disguise for using his tricks on a naive teenager when you can blame the woman? It's easier than looking someone who can fight back in his unnatural gleaming eyes. Imagine the kind of punch ol' Tennessee Phillips could pack and you can understand why it's easier to pick on little Edie Puck.

Not like she can come and speak in her own defense, anyhow. Well, not in the usual way. And no, not like them Fox sisters used to get up to back in the old days. I wasn't around then, but that medium business is all bunk. There's ways to talk to the dead, but it ain't pleasant. And it don't look like shaking tables and gauze shoved in your unmentionables.

It might not even be pop's fault that shit's gone sideways there, you know? From the outside, it looks like every other small town right now. There's even bread lines in the big city, if you believe the dreck they print in the papers.

But ... well, if what you say is true, it may very well be that daddy dearest left his mark on the town in more ways than stealing Edie away in the dark of the night. And it doesn't sit right with me to just leave it up to chance that what you're describing is just coincidence. The timing is peculiar, and knowing my luck, this falls under the particulars of managing dear old dad's estate, in a manner of speaking.

All of that being said, if you read all of that and still think it's a good idea to have the "Spawn of Satan" come and look into the frightening happenings around town, I'll come. Words don't hurt me none, but it won't do to put the good name of you and your husband at risk when you might be better off hiring a night guard at the farm to scare off the local hoodlum children.

If knowing that old bastard left me more than just his name don't dissuade you from hiring my services, and if knowing you're sure to get some sideways looks, especially from old Jody's kin, don't bother you, then I'll come look at things. Save your money. All I need's two square meals and a cot in the shed. Send your reply to the same address, and I'll be on my way before the next new moon.

Kindest regards, Tenny Puck-Phillips Supernatural Private Investigator

[shadowsandshapes]

From the second he walks in Dabi knows you’re in a whole new level of hell he can’t even comprehend. He sees you raging and pacing and clenching onto your stomach like you’ll die if you don’t. Then his eyes meet the sheets behind you and he makes a humming noise as he approaches you. “Ahhhh. No wonder ya been so off the past few days doll. C’mon and let me help ya hmm?” He coos out in his raspy voice as he scoops you up and brings you into the bathroom. He sets you down on the toilet and then starts up the shower. Getting it to just the right temperature before he strips you and helps you into the water.

He speaks softly to you, mostly about what bullshit happened that day at the League, as he washes you off and strokes your hair. Then he leaves you to soak in the warmth of the water spraying against you to change your sheets out. Tossing the soiled ones into the washer and finding a spare set. When he comes back to you, he has comfortable clothes for you to slip into. “Alright dollface out you go… Tch don’t be a brat I’ll smack ya ass” he snarls but somehow it holds no heat as he helps you dress.

And a few minutes later, he has you sliding into bed with him. He already has several of your favorite snacks and drinks on your little nightstand and on the bed. For now, he only pulls you close with your back to his front and moves his hands to warm them up and gently place them right above your pelvis where it hurts the most.

“Tch… Havin them stupid things sucks don’t it doll?… Well that’s what ya got me here for~”

Bean I'm,,,,,,,,

I needed this one so badly, love. Thank you. From the bottom of my tiny, shadowy heart. Today is pure agony and I'm not joking when I say this gave me such emotional relief lmao I'm going through it with this dumbshit period

I dislike sweet foods but whenever this shit comes around I crave sugar so badly man, it ain't even funny. I hope I can get some smoutebollen later

[idioticsky]

Here's the product of me being sleep deprived

It was a cool summer night, a nice one for sure. The Jr. agents were having a fun night in, full of card games a movies. Everyone one was having a good time, well, everyone except for Vivian. Today was the day she finally became a jr. agent. That should be great right? Well, not for her, she promised the others that she would do a full backstory dump to them the day she became a jr. agent.

"So, about that bit of backstory Vi-" Adam said while picking up a few cards from the deck, trying to find a yellow card. "Are you finally comfortable with sharing?"

"Nope, but I promised you guys I would the day I became a jr. agent and here we are." Vivian said while placing down 4 skips in a row.

"Then spill the beans already." Lizzie said, adding a wild card to the discarded pile. "Changing the color to green."

"Or you could wait until you're comfortable-" Raz threw down 4 reverse cards. "Uno."

Vivian sighed and took a moment to think before starting to speak.

"If y'all want a backstory dump, then y'all better be in a distance where you can at least hear me, I ain't repeating myself."

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After everyone got comfy, Vivian started to explain.

"I was born into a home that wasn't that great. I was the oldest out of 3 kids, I had a younger brother, he was 2 years younger. I also had my baby sister, she was 4 years younger than me. My brother was the only child my parents planned to have, or even wanted. They wanted all boys but of course that wasn't gonna happen, they found that out after I was born. I could never figure out why they wanted all boys though.

"Other than the 'only wanting boys' thing, my parents also loved my brother more than my sister and I for another reason. You see, my family is full of government workers. We're used as spies because of how well we can read minds, unlucky for me though, I wasn't born with that power, my sister was but was never taken seriously about it though. My brother also had this power, but since he was the golden child, everyone worshiped him for having it.

"Moving on. My sister and I worked around the house and had to earn our own money, we got pretty close because of that and trained our abilities together as well. But, once I turned 8, my family finally had eniught of me and my sister and set us up in the foster system. I never saw her again after that... I still hope to find her, but we'll have to see."

Vivian started to get more nervous as she thought about what to say next. Hell, even where the story went next.

"Everything past that starts to blur, but this is what I can remember.

"The first foster home I was in I stayed at for a few months, they were kind to me. I felt wanted for a bit.. but before long I had to leave, I still don't know why. The next house I stayed at for 2 and a half years. I hated them, they neglected me a lot, they thought of me as a paycheck, I wasn't welcome there. They had a biological child as well. She was a little other than me so I always got the things she didn't want, like old clothes. I wasn't aloud to do much there, I had to either work on chores or school work, I didn't get to play games, I didn't even get to properly wash my hair. I had to pick the lock on my door in the middle of the night so u could go grab something to eat or find something to do because.

"I never had one person care for me, until the family went to go take a family photo at some old store. I had to wait until they were done because 'foster kids don't belong in these' is what they said. That day, for whatever reason. Agents Forsythe and Vodello were there. They helped me, saved me even. They found out I was a psychic and brought me here. And that's about all that happened before I met you guys."

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"I.. that is a good bit to take in." Gisu said while taking a sip of her soda

"Wonder why Milla and Agent Forsythe where doing in that photo store.." Raz mumbled trying to figure out why they would be there.

"Well, that's an emo backstory if I ever heard one-" Lizzie said while patting Vivian's shoulder. "Now let's get to bed, it's almost 12." The others agreed with Lizzie and started to get ready for bed. Vivian sighed a bit and went to get ready with the others.

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After most of the others went to bed, Lizzie went to check on Vivian.

"Feeling ok? You did just take about a lot so we don't want you sleep walking again." She started while standing in the doorway.

Vivian nodded.

"I'm good, just a bit worried"

"Worried?"

"Yeah.. I hope my sister is doing well, wherever she ended up."

"Understandable you are siblings after all."

"Yeah, do you worry about Norma like that?"

"Not too much, she can handle herself well enough."

Vivian smiled a bit and yawned.

"It was nice of you to check on me."

Lizzie smirked.

"Yeah yeah, don't tell anyone about this though."

Vivian nodded and laid in bed, Lizzie retreating back to her own room for the night. That night had been a good night, despite the story that was told earlier.

[deputygonebye]

@depictedblue asked: ❝ how can i help? ❞

Help Starters!

Small had been her start, but none of the community could blame Cassie. A woman in need of healing and more, what little her hands did proved to be just as important as anything else. Progress made, the simple act of a bath during the daytime or a meal eaten in full without fear. Returned to what she should've always been; the person that Negan was certain he destroyed, crumbled, and broke. But just as Shane knew, hoped for and prayed for, Cassie survived. Found peace in the new life that she was handed, in the gentle caress of Shane's fingertips upon her exposed skin, his warmth against her when the winds made the whole world seem too cold. Cared for as she deserved, but in her own ways reciprocated, too, the arrangement that she and Shane shared was a pleasant one. A comfort for either - happiness and beauty - what was always wanted and finally achieved.

Nails stuck with dirt underneath, Shane worked with dedication in the community garden. Picked the vegetables that were needed for supper, plucked the weeds and tended to the sprouts. Not exactly the responsibility of a former officer of the law, it was honest labor that gave him something to do. Something to distract his thoughts when they wandered too far - what he wished to do to the man who hurt the woman he loved, who terrorized those weaker and innocent.

"If you wouldn't mind, how about you help me get these carrots out to start? We can work our way back. Go for the green beans next." Shane said, sweat on his skin but a smile on his face. Always a smile for Cassie. "When we're done, was thinkin' about cookin' soup for dinner. Veggie soup. Ain't nobody ever said anythin' bad about my soup. Been told it was the best they've ever had, actually. I'd like to hear your opinion on it, though. It's an old Grandma Jean recipe that I spruced up. I'll tell you the secret ingredient, but you gotta promise to try it first."

[rat-father]

Part 4! Poor Cub is really going through it. Also the maid and friend both have names too now

I have this weird thing where all the parts have to be between 1.2k-1.4k words or else it just doesn't feel right?? Idk it's weird

Thank you for all the support!! It really makes me happy 💕

Tagging; @skunkandgrenade

-- tw;; it as pronoun, pet whump/captivity, mild self destructive behaviour and thoughts --

Cub was used to master being away for hours at a time, it knew his job was important, but he’d never been gone for this long. He left almost 5 days ago and still hadn't returned. The maid watching over it, named Lexi, had told it he would be back soon. That was 2 days ago.

It was growing more concerned each hour that passed, it hoped that master was okay. It didn’t want to lose him. All of Lexi’s attempts at comforting the pet were either unsuccessful or only helped for half an hour at best.

It couldn’t sleep and refused to eat, it always sat waiting by the front door looking out the window waiting for master to return like a lost puppy. Lexi and the other staff tried to hide their concern and keep their hopes up.

“Hey bud, the chef made muffins,” Lexi slowly approached the pet like it was a feral animal. “You want one?”

It turned around to face her, considering it, but shook its head. It’s been waiting for what feels like ages, it was tired from sobbing so much. Lexi decided to leave them be. It would pass out from exhaustion eventually, and they both knew that.

She couldn’t deny that she felt just as lost as the pet, so she called Xanzi’s friend Lo, in hopes that he knew something

It didn’t take long for Lo to arrive when he heard his friend was missing. He entered through the yard to avoid giving false hope to the pet sitting at the front door.

“But he’s always so careful! There ain’t no way he just disappeared! In all the years I’ve known him he never just left without a trace!”

“I don’t know what else to tell you. I’m sure something happened but we don’t know what, he never tells us where he goes so we can’t exactly go looking for him either,” Lexi sighed. “That’s why I called you.”

Lo grunted out of frustration as he paced back and forth in the living room. Only stopping to sit down once his legs started to get tired. The sound of soft sobbing made his pointy ears perk up.

“That’s Cub, they’ve crying non stop. I feel bad for them, nothing seems to help” Lexi said.

“Wouldn’t expect that from a pet. But in all honesty, as shitty as it sounds, I think our best option is to wait this one out. He’s not weak, he doesn’t go down without a fight, he'll be fine.”

So waiting is what they did. They waited, and waited.

Lo managed to convince Cub to play board games with him to distract it, and also them. After some struggling he finally got the pet to eat as well.

Getting through the days should’ve been easy, but the tension filling the air made it harder then necessary, so Lo came up with an idea to lift everyone’s spirits.

Not even an hour later they were all gathered around a bonfire and roasting marshmallows. At first Lexi was skeptical of how Cub would react, but to her surprise they really enjoyed it. It was a nice distraction for all of them.

Lo told old tales from hell, the chefs their weirdest kitchen story and the maid stories from their own childhood.

At one point Cub chimed in too and talked about the different trainers at the facility and the friends they made while they were there. Since they were born as a pet they saw a ton of people come and go, giving them lots of stories to tell.

The night didn’t turn out to be so bad after all.

It was no secret Xanzi was the main thing on everyone’s mind, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun. It also made the pet even more exhausted, and for the first time in days, they finally slept in their bed again.

But it didn’t last long. It started to have nightmares and it couldn’t stop thinking about it’s master. Master always comforted me. It quietly sobbed in bed, not wanting to bother Lexi again.

It had been very bad since master left, refusing to listen and obey to orders, constantly crying. It is a stupid pet. It hugged panda tightly as it cried, not bothering to be quiet anymore. What if master never comes back? Would it get send back to the facility?

Eventually sun light came shining through their window, meaning the maid would come get them for breakfast soon. It dreaded that moment, it didn’t want to eat, it didn’t deserve to. Bad pet. That’s all it is. A bad pet. And it was correct, it could hear the door open before it saw her.

She sighed as she cupped it’s face, she could tell it barely slept that night.

“Do you want to eat breakfast? I can make you a sweet omelette, your favorite.”

It nodded silently. It couldn’t deny it really wanted a sweet omelette. She kissed it’s forehead and went downstairs first, letting it get out of bed at its own pace.

It sat in bed for another 5 minutes before hesitantly grabbing panda and going down.

Panda was it’s main source of comfort while master was gone, they reminded it of master. It took them everywhere they went and held them in their lap as they ate their breakfast silently.

Lo decided to stay until master returned, which it didn’t mind. He was kind and played games with it. They got along quite well, it could see why he was friends with master. He told it that master was strong, he would return eventually. And it wanted to believe him, but it had lost most of its hope.

The question of what would happen next lurked in it’s mind. It didn’t want to think about it. It didn’t want to go back.

Luckily for it Lo knew just how to distract it, it enjoyed distractions, they felt nice. He started reading middle grade books to it, about undead creatures and monsters, those were it’s favorite. It never learned how to read, it only knew some basic words. Master said he could teach it how to read.

It whined and impulsively started hitting its head, trying to block out its own thoughts. Lo noticed it and quickly grabbed their wrists to stop them.

“Hey hey hey, don’t do that, you’ll hurt yourself.”

“Sorry.. sorry sir.”

He sighed and pulled it into a hug, letting it sob into his chest. It always tried it’s best not to hurt itself, it knew it was bad behaviour. Bad pet. Bad pet. Bad pet.

Sobbing turned into crying, master was all it could think of. It shouldn’t be thinking about him, it was only making it feel worse, but of course it was gonna think about him, it loved him!

It wished he would return soon, like Lo said he would.

After crying for a good 20 minutes it finally calmed down and relaxed in his arms. It’s head was aching from crying so much, its body felt heavy, it didn’t like it. It gathered itself up and sat on its knees.

“Can we go.. go play a board game, sir?”

“Of course! But I’ll win,” Lo winked at it and smiled.

[zouofzouey]

Sick Headcanons (Part Two Because My Immune System Hates Me...) | MHA Headcanons

Heya, wasn't planning on posting another one of these, but ya know, I somehow got sick again. I swear I'm almost never sick. Anyway, here's my suffering and misery in the form of MHA headcanons.

Series; My Hero Academia

Characters; Pikachu, Broccoli Boi, Uravity

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Kaminari

Kaminari... where do I begin with this man?

He's the type to try and help out as much as possible

Try being the operative word

I imagine he's terrible at cooking, cleaning, and life skills really...

But the moment you go up to him, fuzzy blanket wrapped tightly around your frame and with a grave voice, telling him you're sick?

He gonna treat you like the royalty that you are

Or at least, he's going to go for it and fail. Hard

Burns the goddamn soup. How the hell do you mess up soup?

He went to put your blanket in the dryer but put it in the washer instead???

I don't know how long y'alls laundry takes, but you had to wait like two hours for your favorite blanket to be washed and dried

He may make up for it with cuddles, but now your cold. Just like my dead heart

Overall:

7/10 for cuddles

-1/10 for taking care of you :'(

Kaminari

Baby boy is absolutely one of the best to take care of you

He's absolutely a perfectionist and it shows in the way he helps you out <3

Midoriya's pragmatic in that way, he does his research on what type of illness you have

Cold? Throat infection? It matters with the specifications, he deadass takes you to the doctor for a check-up and gets the recommended medicine that'll work best for you

As good as he is taking care of you, he also airs on the side of caution

Mask, hand sanitizers, lots and lots of tissues

Sorry sweetheart but he ain't gonna cuddle a sick person, even if it's the love of his life (you).

N/a for cuddles

10/10 for taking care of you

Uraraka

Ochako is a sweet bean

She may not have the most experience caring for you, but she tries!

And she's a natural at it?

She wants to be a support hero like No.13, so I'd say that she'd be good at nurturing people and/or taking care of them

Ochako might be a little clumsy, but she doesn't drop your medicine or food or anything of that sort

It's like she enters a whole new mode whenever she needs to take care of someone, especially someone who means a lot to her

She also wouldn't mind cuddling you, she may or may not get sick afterward but she wouldn't want to go a week without comforting you with snuggles

10/10 for snugs

8/10 for caring <3

[mazeinthemiroh]

beomgyu sfw alphabet

genre: fluff, slight crack and angst

word count: 2.5k

warnings: cursing, me crying over beomgyu. yk, the usual

requested?: yes

song rec: poppin' star by tomorrow x together

pls like and reblog if you enjoyed! feel free to request anything <3

a - affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection)

he shows affection in a kaleidoscope of ways

he's full of love. sometimes he doesn't know how to express it and sometimes he does. depends on the day, depends on his mood

his affection will come like random bursts of energy. he will suddenly give you a back hug and not let you go or he will randomly start biting your fingers whilst you're sitting together on the couch

b - best friend (what would they be like as a best friend?)

full crack mode: on

he's super. hyper all the time when he's around you it's actually ridiculous

will laugh hysterically at anything and everything you do

will also laugh until he is crying if you do something wrong like idk trip over or stub your toe. he's there to see it and to laugh at you, you ain't getting any moral support out of him

you guys are the funniest duo ever

partners in crime. always found getting up to some sort of mischief together

c - cuddles (would they like to cuddle? how do they cuddle?)

i see him being very cuddly tbh

once he's settled down and much more comfortable with you he's always wanting to snuggle into you when watching a movie or something

might be a bit shy to initiate cuddles; he doesn't know how you will react. but once he just goes for it he's never looked back. now he wants to hold you in his arms all the time, 24/7

d = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

beomgyu has quite a romantic mind. once he finds his special person, he is willing to stick with them, whatever it takes

it comes as a surprise to you because he is usually so casual and carefree, but he takes romantic love seriously. he doesn't want to get hurt, so if he chooses you, he intends to be with you for a very long time

chores are never his thing. he really is like a child when it comes to this. he tends to procrastinate or put domestic work off until later. don't go easy on him though, he has to learn!!

e = ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

it would be a very tearful experience for beomgyu

it would break him to have to let you go. he would have no idea how to go about it but the whole situation would make him uncomfortable. he would lose sleep, maybe miss meals. the members would be worried about him and try and help him through it

his voice would break as he would tell you he thinks he should end things between you two. you could see the tears form in his eyes as he softly, lowly expresses himself to you

f = fiance(e) (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

loves the whole commitment thing. like i said before, once he's chosen you, there's no way he's gonna let you go that easy

marriage is well down the line for him but sometimes he catches himself thinking of it. he's an idealist, and sometimes his mind wonders off...

'hmmm, i wonder if our wedding should have a theme. what colours would we pick? what flowers? are we gonna have it abroad? maybe we should just elope. ' all of this going through his head when he's watching some random rom-com movie, cuddled next to you

so his mind goes on a bit of a tangent but he likes to think about that stuff

g = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

it's really such a confusing combination for him

the answer to this question heavily depends on beomgyu's mood

in his quieter moods, he is usually the softest little bean, gentler than even. if he comes home to find you sleeping on the couch he will tiptoe over, tuck you up in a fluffy blanket and leaves you to it

in his louder moods, he'll burst through the door and probably flop on your body and beg for cuddles, not realising or caring that you were asleep moments ago

in terms of emotional gentleness, the majority of the time, because he is very in tune with his emotions, he will be very gentle and caring and considerate. he's a great listener and just wants to connect with you on a personal level

there are only very few occasions where he won't be like this. perhaps only when you get into an argument about something, he will become more harsh, more cruel with his words, depending on how hurt he is

h = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

he certainly likes his huggles

i think at the start of your relationship he's not that touchy with you in front of the other members. maybe he wants to come off as cool and not lovey-dovey, but the minute they are gone he's all over you with hugs and smooches

but once he's fully in the relationship he will actually go out of his way to give you as much physical affection as possible in front of the members just to annoy them <3

his hugs are kinda full-on. a bit wild, rough, messy. he'll grab you and not let you go until you properly hug him back!

i = i love you (how fast do they say the l-word?)

he won't at the start of the relationship, boy can be shy and his words might come across as awkward and confused because he just doesn't know what to say at first

but he feels this love for you day 1. and he holds onto it and bottles it up until one day it just randomly springs into everyday conversation

"hey gyu, have you washed those dishes yet?"

"i love you"

"what??"

".... what?"

j = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they're jealous?)

oh i can see him getting pretty damn jealous

over both petty and serious things

if you haven't spent as much time with him recently, if you've been spending time with someone else, if you've been getting closer to one of the members, if you catch the attention of other men when you go out to a restaurant or club together. the list goes on

k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

he likes giving cute, small, quick pecks

he gets all shy and giggly each time you guys kiss its actually the most adorable thing in the whole wide world

i can just see him leaning over to press his lips against yours ever so softly, before pulling away, beaming widely and nuzzling back into your neck i'm going to jump off a cliff now

l = little ones (how are they around children?)

beomgyu and children share the same brain cell, i can't lie

he will be petty. if something is his, there's no way he's sharing even if a freaking 3-year-old wants it

"you have to learn the hard way *sticks tongue out" yep, that's your boyfriend

if it's a baby though, he's so gentle and kind and caring. he knows exactly what to do to make it happy and to stop the crying it's like he has magical powers???

m = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

my man does not like mornings

waking up is a chore for him. he moans and groans as you try to pull him out of bed. using his strength while remaining half conscious, he will shift his body onto yours, throwing an arm over and putting his head on your chest so you could stay in bed to cuddle with him

he's a very soft boy ok

n = night (how are nights spent with them?)

loves to just sit back and relax. he works so hard all day and so do you. there's nothing more that he wants to do than just let off some steam by cuddling his baby and watching a drama on tv

probably falls asleep in your arms and then something will happen abruptly in the drama to make you both wake up at like 2 am and then you just casually start talking to each other again, long into the early morning

basically, both your sleep schedules are screwed, have fun!!

o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

beomgyu comes across as quite confident and open but he does keep his cards close to his chest

there's only very few select people he trusts with his close, personal, intimate feelings. one person being you, of course

once he realises he trusts you enough to want to tell you about certain things, he will start opening up, in hopes that you will accept and understand him

it would come out in an intimate setting, the two of you alone, perhaps staying up late once more, staring at the ceiling as you exchange thoughts, memories, and secrets alike

p = patience (how easily angered are they?)

beomgyu can be impulsive but i don't see him being quick to anger

in fact it takes quite a lot for him to get fired up like that. but when he's angry, you reallyyyyyy don't wanna be there

usually when he's jealous or something awful has happened or a situation he is facing is overwhelming and out of his control and he just can't take it anymore. then he'll burst. he doesn't know what to do with all this negative energy because he simply isn't used to it

its best to stay out of his way at these times so he can cool down and come to terms with things by himself

q = quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

he knows the random trivia but will shamelessly forget your birthday and that's a fact

it doesn't matter whether you're his best friend or partner, it's like his brain is doing it on purpose

he makes up for it by buying you expensive presents and giving you extra love <3333

r = remember (what is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

beomgyu didn't know whether to feel bad, like an awful boyfriend, when he realised that he had no favourite moment with you

but that's only because he viewed every. single. moment with you as precious and important to him

every date you went on, every fleeting eye contact you would make at each other from across the room, every gift you gave, every problem you shared, every tear you cried. they all meant everything to him

you were, and will always be, his favourite moment

moments of alwayness, indeed

s = security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

beomgyu can be very protective

when he loves someone, he loves them fiercely and passionately. they become a massive part of his life. so he makes it a priority to protect you and keep you out of harm's way, especially emotionally

and he loves you even more when he sees you doing the same

t = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

while beomgyu has the tendency to forget dates sometimes, when you remind him or perhaps put it on the calendar that its your anniversary together he decides to go all out

i'm talking fancy dinner, a night stroll along the river, going back to your place to watch a movie, where you'll find a ridiculous amount of rose petals scattered everywhere

oh and a massive stuffed bear holding a heart <3

it's like he makes it his goal to do the most cheesy, cliche stuff you could ever think of, and he gets away with it every time, not only because of his charms but also because you can see him try so hard for you

he is simply adorable

u = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

it's hard to recover from an argument if it's a particularly heated one

beomgyu can be quite stubborn. it's hard for him to see another person's point of view when he has such a fixed mindset on something. he always thinks he is in the right

so it can be hard to reason with him on things. especially when he is sulking up in his room somewhere

you'll have to let the argument calm down and give him space before approaching him about it

v = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

beomgyu is mostly confident in the way he looks

man is so beautiful, sometimes i cry

ANYWAYS

i don't think you have to worry about beomgyu in this area. he will get cocky and say "hey y/n, don't i look handsome in this??" before posing and showing off to you, which you love to see. his confidence is totally valid

w = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

i'd say so

he takes romantic relationships seriously

so he's in this soulmate shit for life!

x = xtra (a random headcanon for them.)

he sometimes offers to do your hair and makeup

which is super sweet of him

and when he tries he does a really great job. he knows just how to frame your face well with your hair and he is gentle with the makeup side of things

but when he suggests it one time, at the unholy hour of 3 am, it's not something you should put your trust in

he makes you look a mess as he physically restrains you while trying to put on a bright red lipstick. both of you laughing hysterically, uncontrollably, like absolute idiots

it's safe to say that life with beomgyu is never, ever boring

y = yuck (what are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

someone who is insensitive

because beomgyu is very in touch with his emotions. now that doesn't mean he seeks someone who is the same, but he just wants his partner to take his emotions seriously and not make fun of him for expressing himself

when he is vulnerable with someone, the last thing he wants is for them to say 'stop crying, 'grow up,' or, the worst one, 'be a man'

to put it simply: don't be a toxic ass-hole and you should be fine

z = zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)

like to hold your hand when he sleeps

its just become a routine at this point

he loves, particularly during the winter months. but when its summer and it gets too hot you guys won't cuddle because you would simply melt

but that doesn't stop him from at least making a little bit of contact with you. so he always reaches out to hold your hand before drifting off to sleep