#his bitties do be looking squishy tho

[unnocturnal]

Stupid Sebastian HCs

because i like it when my meow meows are pathetic <3

Absolutely no upper arm strength. Will struggle to move his coffee table and asks his parents (chefs kiss BUFF ROBIN) for help

WASIAN 100000% n has rlly rusty cantonese

I know he said that the cut from the crab in the mines was cool and he was fine but do u rlly think he would let his cool mysterious facade drop in front of the farmer so early like that 🤨 i think not. cried like a bitch when maru was patching him up

just a little bit of an adrenaline junkie. just a little. an itty bitty teensy weensie bit.

No abs. or ass. sorry. when does this basement nerd work out 🤨 absolutely does not have a thiccy. shit stamina. cute lil squishy tummy

perpetually tired eyes. probably could be have the best day of his life and it looks like he just heard that he works 6 morning shifts in a row at mcd

teeth?? hc??? idk. a little crooked n has lil fangs. not the whitest because Depression and Genetics but cute but hes still insecure ab them 😔 so he smiles w his lips not his teeth

BLUSHES EASILY its why he makes an effort to be like. cool n collected. cuz getting red faced is the worst possible thing to him

a bit of an impulse buyer. probably sees some dice he wanted is on sale and is like YOINK even tho he has at least 10 diff dice sets already

the type of person that gets so analytical about every video game hes ever played

he tips well on his Solarian Chronicles character commissions :-)

mmmm a light weight bcs i said so

chronic coffee drinker. acts like coffee is fucking water. knows how to make all sorts of different coffee drinks from scuffed recipies he came up with himself. his comfort drink is a white chocolate mocha with peppermint and whipped cream

sleeps like a corpse

TRIES SO HARD to be cool and mysterious but he’s an airhead. absolute dumb dumb energy. big cute nerd.

idk like 5’8”?

horrible grammar/spelling when texting and uses emojis so much

cold call him and he WILL kill u

took care of his class’s pet frog!!!

dont ask him about his hours in dark souls. steam level 22

speedruns in his free time sometimes

OH VOICE HC i think his voice is like. on the higher end. still masculine but in the “clearly a pretty boy” voice if u get what i mean

OH his laugh is so cute. probably snorts so much and is out of breath in 0.2 seconds

ABSOLUTELY has days where the farmer comes in at 9am and he hasn’t slept yet. is nocturnal most of summer tbh.

gets cold so so so SO EASILY but this mans still like (elsa voice) the cold doesnt bother me anyway like SHUT UP AND TAKE MY WINTER JACKET

also if dared to do something he’d probably do it. just for fun. for kicks.

#stardew valley headcanons #sdv hcs #sebastian sdv #stardew sebastian #headcanons #this was a mess #writing this at 12:46 am #also tw weed but i think hes a stoner

[likeshipsonthesea]

3 + nurseydex?

i should be doing chem hw right now but whatever i’m in a writing mood. for the right to the good part prompts (tho i guess i cheated), 3. I just told you I liked you but now I’m shy and say “never mind, forget it” and why are you looking at me like that?

slight warning for underage, not tagging bc fuck tumvlr

“Stop it.”

“Wh– stop what?” Despite his apparent obliviousness, Dex continues to stare back at Nursey with his mouth dropped into a dumb-looking confusion, eyes unblinkingly wide, big ears flushed pink all over and– God, it’s too much to be looked at with everything Dex has.

“Stop it.”

“I’m not doing anything!”

“Yes you are, you’re looking at me all–” Nursey flaps a hand in Dex’s face, “–like that.”

“I’m not– how else am I supposed to look at you when you say–” It’s Dex’s turn to flap his hand, “–that.”

Dex has him there. But it isn’t Nursey’s fault, not truly.

What else is he supposed to say, when given a day like the one preceding them now? Waking up in Dex’s childhood room, Dex on the blow-up mattress next to the bed, bumping hips to get more space in the bathroom, making pancakes and stealing strawberries from each other’s plates, watching Dex greet his endless cousins, all of them different sizes right down to the tiniest baby he made giggle with almost no effort at all. Spending the day on the beach, in the water, salt and sun kissing Dex’s skin pink, his smile so constant it must have hurt his cheeks. Sitting, now, alone, next to the bonfire on the same quiet stretch of sand, watching the fire play in Dex’s eyes and understanding how every inch of the day’s love came with a qualifier of silence–

Nursey has spent so long trying to understand Dex, and now that he does, how could he not love him?

(No, that’s not what he said, God imagine how unchill that would have been? No, no, what he said was both worse and better. “I like you here,” he’d said, voice rough from the disuse that comes with observing. Dex quirked an eyebrow, a tacit really? Nursey smiled. “Yeah,” he said, ‘”it makes me like Samwell you even more.” At the silence that stretched from the end of that sentence like gum, sticky and too sweet, Nursey realized his mistake. “Um. Forget I said that.” Yeah, like that wouldn’t make it worse.)

And now they were here– Dex looking at him like that, Nursey broken open and not quite sure what to do with the squishy, emotional insides he’s bared. The space between them grows with the minutes and Nursey’s heart refuses to settle. What if he loses this so soon after he’s found it?

Eventually, Dex looks away. “I don’t know how to do this,” he says, and Nursey hopes “this” isn’t “stop talking to you forever because of your gross too-many-feelings.”

“What do you mean?” Nursey asks, because for all that he’s learned how to read Dex, some things are too complicated for twitching fingers or quirked lips to explain.

“I– love, I guess.”

Nursey swallows hard, but waits.

“You know, this is the beach I lost my– whatever– on.”

Nursey quirks his eyebrows. “Your ‘whatever’?”

Dex darts his eyes at Nursey, at first exasperated, but it quickly gives way to begrudging amusement as he rolls his eyes. “Yeah,” he says, “my whatever.” The smile Nursey caused slowly ends. “I was fourteen. He– was older. He taught me– keep quiet, you know? It was safe. It was– easier.”

Nursey twitches his fingers in the sand, cold without the sun’s warmth. He thinks about being a freshman at Andover, being so eager to fit in, be what everyone wanted him to be. Ready to break off parts of himself that didn’t fit the mold. He still thanks God or whoever for giving him Shitty. Crazy as that bastard is, he doesn’t let anyone be anything less than themselves. Demands it, almost, which can be abrasive, but it’s exactly what Nursey needed, then.

“And I’ve had, like, girlfriends and stuff. Sort of,” Dex says, now, dissipating Nursey’s tentative image of whoever Dex had, instead of Shitty. “But Luke– the guy– he kept coming back, you know, and that was– he was constant. The quiet. The– secrets.” Dex looks down at the sand between his legs, pushing his hands into it.

“Dex?”

Dex shakes his head. “I don’t know how to love right. Love–openly. Fuck, it’s taken me three years to love the team openly.”

“What? Dex, you’ve been a part of the team since the taddy tour, we all have.”

Dex turns and the fire reflects the wetness in his eyes. “I couldn’t love them here, I couldn’t tell my family that I knew Bitty and Jack were together, I couldn’t even come out to the team when I knew they wouldn’t care.”

“Dex.” Nursey reaches out and buries his hand in the sand until it tangles with Dex’s, concealed but together. “Loving people isn’t– it isn’t telling them everything for the sake of it. I don’t know how it is here, but with the team– we love you for the kindness you show, your stupid jokes, the person you are with us. You aren’t the facts of your life. You’re so much more than that.”

“But…”

Nursey shakes his head. “We love you, and we know you love us. Words aren’t everything sometimes.”

Dex huffs a laugh and gives a wobbly smile. “I’m telling everyone that you said that.”

“Do that and I’ll circulate all the pictures of you playing horsey with your cousins.” Nursey gives him a Serious Look. “Don’t think I won’t.”

“Whatever,” Dex mumbles, and looks towards the water. Nursey watches him, quiet, thinking.

A part of him wants to tell Dex how he feels, how he came to feel the way he does, tell him the story of Nursey’s slow and inevitable descent. He wants to tell Dex about the anxiety he brought with him to Samwell, for the curriculum and the people and the hockey, and how easy it was to manifest it in a single person. He wants to share the poems he wrote, angry and deservedly so, and the later sonnets about unwinding vines from the shelter they cling to in order to understand why they grow. He wants to tell him about the darkness of junior year, first term, and the way it festered, and the way it began to dissipate with Dex’s stuttered and determined apology after winter break. He wants to tell Dex how the honesty is a good start, but the person he was so consistently was what sealed the deal.

He wants to tell Dex his own story, and through it, theirs, but the beach is quiet, and the soft summer wind is too fragile to hold the storms–bright and crackling– that live in Nursey’s chest.

“Hey Nursey?” Dex says, and Nursey hums. “I like you too,” he says, and it’s enough, for now. The sand between their palms is cold, grainy, and dwindling.

#nurseydex #dexnursey #check please #nursey #derek nurse #dex #william poindexter #my writing #sort of fic #ficlet #angst #this is #A Lot #enjoy

[fantasticalauras]

that photo is so unsettling

#no tats no rings #just a white man who hates his job at a local corporation that exploits its workers #his bitties do be looking squishy tho #harry styles

[randomfandomwriting]

just a few Shklance hcs

•first of all ksith has autism, lance has ADHD, and shiro has PTSD

•theyre all really good about watching each other and helping one another

•lance and Keith are always looking out for shiro dissociating 

•shiro and Keith try to help keep lance organized so he doesn't lose his stim toys 

   -shiro is always trying to find new ways to help lance focus

   -but he always always always is patient and understanding when The Focus is Broke 

•speaking of stim toys

   -lance and Keith have all the stim toys 

   -lance's favorite has to be his fidget spinner but he also loves the squishy

   -Keith loves his cube to death but chewies are So Good 

   -they share everything but there are multiples of the ones they both really like 

   -and they have separate chewies bc lance isnt as intense a chewer as Keith is and but he has pointier teeth so they leave a Bad Texture that Keith detests

•shiro and lance do everything they can to help Keith avoid meltdowns

   -sfim toys

   -Routine 

   - "quick sweep that up it's a gritty texture"

   -Keith never has to do dishes 

•stim videos!!

   -they watch them together 

   -lance likes the ones with squooshing the most

   -Keith likes the glitter ones

   -shiro just watches them bc they're soothing tbph

•they all appreciate spicy foods

   -Keith likes the tingly feeling on his tongue 

   -lance loves family recipes 

   -shiro just loves spices tbh

•they cook together regularly and it's adorable 

   -lance stirs pots with a hand on his hip like his mama 

   -shiro sings quietly while he's cooking 

   -keith sticks his fingers into food before they're ready for the sole purpose of getting smacked on the behind with a kitchen towel 

   -they have matching aprons okay 

•they all take turns with whose room they're staying in 

   -they squeeze into the bitty bunks every night 

   - "stop squirming lance" "I'm not squirming" "yeah you are" "no I'm- shiro am I squirming?" ".... Kinda..?" "Shut uP KEITH"

   - *Shiro wakes up from a dead sleep at three am* *needs to pee* *both his boys are sleeping on top of him* (softly) "f*ck" 

   - lance has to sleep on the side by the wall or he falls out of bed

   -shiro is a blanket hog he needs to learn to share

   -lance talks in his sleep sometimes but it's random words like "waffles* and " sunshine" 

   -Keith talks in his sleep but rarely 

     ~it scares lance bc he talks about people behind you and the little girls and other shist like that lmao

   -when shiro has nightmares (its a lot less frequent than it used to be) lance and Keith gently and calmly wake him up and kiss away his tears until he's breathing normally and his heartbeat goes steady again

•they all bicker but in gentle ways 

   -they all know that no one is actually mad

•no relationship hierarchy 

•they go on weekly triad "dates"

   -movie nights, so good

   -and they'll go on one-on-one 'dates'

•they all appreciate alone time too tho

   -and friend time 

•they don't like actually being away from each other because they aren't the most mentally stable people and they just want to keep one another safe

•it's a completely consensual relationship for everyone and they have the most amazing communication wow

#Shaladin #shklance #vld hcs #autistic keith #ptsd shiro #adhd lance #polyam #polyamourous vld