#the fact that its also confirmed that theyre scary on the outside but soft on the inside..

[slushiepizza]

Ugh the fact that it's implied that Honey often is the big spoon to Guy's little spoon when they're cuddling...they're so cute. ("I know you like being the little spoon sometimes, don't act like you haven't asked for it before" - Your Mess of a Boyfriend Tries to Make You Fall Asleep)

[aveys6]

little wip

how richie's health changes in relation to his relationship w eddie

* the dialogue is rough bc i intend on actually putting it into structured sentences in ao3, bare w me

age 13 - 1989

"sorry guys, cant hang today. i have a hot appointment scheduled with dr noelle" he lifted his eyebrows and shit to insuate prostitution

"so, what, you have a physical?" stan said unimpressed

"that's the techinical term, stanny, but we all know better. i cant wait to have her hot bod all over me on the examination table-"

a chorus of dismissal waves around him, and eddie elbows his upper arm. stan even mutters something about 'examination' being quite a big word for richie to use.

"i bet theyre gonna test you for HIV. or maybe you'll get diagnosed with lung cancer from all of those cigarettes you've been smoking. *insert fact about smoking here that was probably exaggerated*"

"oh yeah? and where'd you hear that? your mommy?" richie challenged, ignoring eddies mention of the 'queer disease'

"ill have you know, dipwad, that my mom is highly educated in the field of medicine. cigarettes are insanely addictive-"

rich cuts him off and mocks with a nasally voice

"according to my calculations, cigarettes have roughly 236 chemicals in them-"

"thats basically true!"

"you guys are infuriating, but im pretty sure eddie's right on this one"

"thank you stan!"

"my mom says its fine because im young"

"im pretty sure she said that in reference to your junk food intake which you should also cut back on-"

"anyway," rich cuts in "im 100% sure everything will go completely fine. my doctor will be swayed by my irresistible charm to which she will then add a couple inches to my heigh chart so i can officially be 5'4 and make fun of you all"

eddie was determined not to smile, his quivering lips miraculously staying straight and expressionless "thats not how it works and you know it"

"not with that attitude!" noogie on eds

"fuckin quit it!"

-

his heel was practically slapping the waiting room floor, eyes flittering over childish paintings of sea creatures on the walls.

eddies irrational-but-not-quite-irrational rants finally processed in his mind.

richie never liked worrying his friend. he knew the boy's mom was a nutjob and said as such often (as well as vocalized his extreme desire to 'love her up'). he knew eddie was basically brainwashed.

it was scary, having someone worry about you. it means they cared. richie never truly comprehended why they cared. why eddie specifically cared. but it also felt good to have someone worry about him, outside of his mother, who, speaking of, gently placed a hand on his knee to stop its incessant movement.

richie wasnt the prime of schoolgirl crushes. he looked a little buggish: big eyes, thin limbs- clumsy and annoying. he wondered why eddie of all people gave him the time of day, and sometimes even more than that.

"richie toe-zee-air?"

the pair stood up despite mispronunciation.

-

richie was more than delighted to announce that his appointment was flawlessly average. everyone knows the deal: lie about how many fruits and veggies you consume, exaggerate how early you go to bed, deflect when the doctor asks if you've experienced any romantic or sexual attraction, count the inches of a growth spurt- no biggie.

"im sorry for, like, berating you earlier. i dont like doctors."

"i would hardly call what you did berating eds. it was your normal amount of neuroticism. dont sweat it"

there was a pause

eddie breaks the silence "i just worry sometimes"

ah, so it was confirmed.

"i know you do, eds."

-

"how do you know the word neuroticism?"

"heard my dad say it."

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age 25 - 2001

richie was back to tapping his foot on the linoleum of a waiting room. this time, alone, with no one to calm his fire-y energy. its not like he wanted the tapping to stop anyway. the repetitive motion helped ease the anticipation of getting scolded for letting himself go. this time not by a boy he couldnt catch the name of, but by a licensed professional.

he reasoned that he would rather hear it from the boy. what the hell was that shit bag's name?

this was the first appointment he had attended and organized since his pediatrician refused another after his 22nd birthday. she was already stretching the age limit of which he could visit (said extension curtesy of his dad being friends with medicinal people).

he figured it was time to move on with his life once snotty kids started giving him weird looks for fidgeting with the baby toys displayed near check-in. what says being an adult more than scheduling your own health appointments? richie answers that question by saying 'having to pay for them'.

richie's silent complaints are interrupted by a soft knock. a very typical, white-haired, doctor you'd see in movie, type of dude sauntered in.

"mr tozier, im dr sigman, how're we doin'?" he said, pumping obscene amounts of hand sanitizer.

richie replied automatically, "i'm doing pretty well, doc', how are you?"

as one can tell by the excruciatingly boring small talk, richie seemed to have lost his most palatable edge: quirky socialization.

"eh, my condition is not what's important here. how about you sit up on this here table and we can listen to your heart and lungs."

richie followed the instruction, heart rate increasing accordingly. the paper on the bench-table-thing crinkled far too loudly to be acceptable. maybe he was hungover. it would explain the heightened senses.

"so, according to your medical records, tozier, you haven't had an annual physical since- uh..." the man scanned his clipboard, "1998, correct?"

"that is correct, sir" his ears were aflame.

"mkay. you eat healthy?"

okay, then, they were getting right into it

"as healthy as i can, sir" what kind of fuckin answer was that?

dr sigman grimaced a bit, clearly knowing richies response meant his patient ate an apple every month or so to throw his body for a loop or, rather, 'reset' the ol' immune system. a shallow try at 'taking back your life' like some tabloid bullshit.

"you have a stable sleep schedule?"

richie shrugged with an "i guess" that conveyed that his average hours of sleep per night were as dreadful as his attempt at a balanced food pyramid plate.

"smoke or drink?"

now thats the million dollar question

[cats-n-lightning]

If you're taking headcannon requests, can we get some Shinkami soulmate AU headcannons, where once Kaminari realizes his soulmate is Shinsou, he's like "Am I bi?"

you… YOU sir are a visionary. 100% use of galaxy grain here and i love this. 

dude thought he was straight his whole life right? he always flirted with girls, tried talking to them as much as he could, slip plentiful compliments in there, dated a few even though they werent his soulmate

then came the 1A/1B training exercise and the universe completely flipped the table on him

it was a shock for the both of them at first but they had to get through the exercise first because if they let this get in the way everyone would be pissed. mostly aizawa but they still didnt want to lose.

they probably didnt get the chance to talk a bit after that, not knowing how to contact each other outside of lunch and the few walk bys they have in the halls. as well as the initial shock that came to both of them.

shinsou probably didnt even think he’d have a soulmate and kami, of course, thought he was straight and was just waiting for the day he’d finally run into his lovely female soulmate. doesnt mean shinsou was less lovely tho.

kaminari probably talked abt it to his friends first chance he got despite the fact they all had a shit ton of homework tHIS WAS AN EMERGENCY YOU HAVE NO FUCKING CHOICE

mina: ooh tea 👀?kami: THE HOTTEST

so kami talks abt it, how his soulmate is a guy and its shinsou and this might mean hes bi and he doesnt know how to feel about it

ofcourse his friends are supportive and are like “take your time!” “im sure he’ll understand if youre still confused” “its okay dude being bi is totally rad” and all that because sexuality is hella confusing and hard to take in upon discovering (i mean, it was for me).

honestly i bet he cries because he wasnt really told or like, confirmed? that this was okay. hes seen his fair share of homophobia in his tme tho it never really sat good with him because its awful.

kaminari probably avoids shinsou like the plague and his friends are like “dude just go talk to him you can figure it out together”

theres also parts where hes just stunned abt what he hasnt noticed before about shinsou. his hair looks so soft, what does he do to make his skin so clear?, those eyebags make him scary but like really fucking cool badass scary and his those arms.. toned after months of practice. dont forget that nice triangle back (ik im a sucker for them too).

either shinsou suffers in silence about the whole thing, keeping it to himself and thinking about what this means for him and how this might go if either of them were to make a move. or he goes to monoma because i bet monoma wont leave him the fuck alone after the training.

monoma’s all excited and about to tell people but shinsou is like dONT U FUCKING DARE. monoma’s an asshole but not that much of an asshole right? maybe.

but monoma encourages to talk to him whenever possible (even tho he does mention the fact that kaminari is avoiding him)

he should tho bc its gonna end up worse wondering and pondering than acting on it. they barely had any kind of relationship before then so what does he have to lose?

shinsou’s still anxious about it but monoma probably ends up shoving him into kaminari and shinsou decides to bring it up and they talk it out

theyre honest with each other because this is a big thing

they end up with a lets see how things go and decide on a study date or something to start out small and not all romantic because they barely even know each other. i mean thats what dates are for but theyre both babies so let them take everything slow and easy

honestly this could make a really nice fic, i already have an outline i suppose so like!! if someone wants to go at it then like. please. lmao. thank you for sending me this this was really fun to type out and figure out a story along the way!! and sorry for taking so long to get to this. i hope you have a wonderful day!