If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
lil space nerd suguru is so precious to me. that one guy in your classes who’s got that neat lil man bun and bangs framing his face—sometimes he wears glasses when he’s especially tired in the mornings. he’s always taking diligent notes and pays attention in every class—even when that loud, talkative white haired guy who’s always with him is bugging him on the side. he’s always wearing baggy clothes that are two sizes too big for him and no one has really heard him talk more than he absolutely needs to because he keeps to himself.
and then you get to know him. he’s more talkative than you realize, slips in a sly comment that flusters you a bit without even trying. you didn’t realize he could be so smooth—but you suppose someone who’s so quiet and keeps to themselves so often is probably observant enough to know the little things about you. he’s painfully smart and knows random little things about random topics, but especially loves space. he’s a bit bashful when you notice the collection of books in his room for the first time. and sometimes, if you ask the right questions and seem genuinely interested enough, he’ll ramble a bit and throw in a bunch of facts and theories that he knows, too focused on speaking to notice the way you’re staring at him in awe. his hair frames his face perfectly and his jaw is sharp and his eyes get so animated when he’s passionate about something.
and then, under all those baggy clothes, he’s actually broad and muscled—strong arms and hands that wrap around your waist or settle on your hips and pull you against a sturdy chest. sometimes, when it’s just the two of you, he sits around shirtless with his hair down, glasses perched on his nose as he lays on your lap. he’s pretty like that—he’s pretty all the time, but especially when he’s alone with you and let’s himself be more open. he’s not so quiet when you get to really know him, a little bit of a tease when he wants to be, endearingly talkative when the topic is up his alley, and so gentle and sweet and patient and kind, it’s easy enough to fall in love with him. it’s even easier to never stop.
One of my favorite things about Eddie that made me like him so much is he feels safe. Despite his look and his reputation he made chrissy feel safe immediately. Just him saying "you are safe I promise" when he saw how scared she was, noticing it wasn't about him but something much worse then saying "it's okay" to her not remembering meeting before. Then him doing everything just to make her laugh and smile even for a second. There is just so many similar moments like that that I just love and all throughout the show. Where you can immediately relate to him but also feel for him in a very genuine way. Idk how Joseph did it I'm still amazed at how huge and popular Eddie and then him got and it's so close to a year now and I'm still here talking about him.
me: do you mean what day of the week is it? it's saturday.
baby, disappointed: we didn't go to the market this morning.
me: well, mama was kind of busy this morning--
my sister: plus, buddy, remember sam said last week that he wasn't going to be there this week? he's out of town. (to me, explaining) sam is the gluten free baker.
baby, explaining further: and when I am at the market, I am hungry. and I need a muffin. that is gluten free.
Personal headcanon that Primes have a preference for odd or peculiar mates. They don't give a shit if their partner is a different species, some even consider it a bonus. Hybrids are most likely to happen since the Matrix of Leadership is all about Sparklings no matter the flavor.
Small human not afraid to object a Prime's decision despite the vast difference in power? Interest intensifies.
That's the true power of the Matrix. It has peculiar and varied tastes in mates, especially since it can compute the probability of viable offspring.
If it comes across something real interesting in genetics, powers, or feelings via its current bearer, then there's a high chance of pitter-pattering tiny feet in the near future.