#when i'm sick it's either i become very affectionate

[noxtivagus]

i feel so sick hdjfjsjfksj

#🌙.rambles #thankfully i don't have much to do today #i'm nearly done w 1 ( which i was working on yesterday then forgot ) #i haven't started the other but it's easy #i'm so tired >.> #i realized it's been months since i've last been sick #for the whole summer despite how badly i was taking care of myself #i didn't get sick at all huh #my eyes r so tired #not in a sleepy way but the sick way #i think i managed to get at least 7 hours of sleep #not 8 bcs i woke up at 3 n ate medicine n it took me a while to go back to sleep bcs i felt so hot #when i'm sick it's either i become very affectionate #or the opposite. very distant #i guess rn it's the latter bcs i want to cut everyone out of my life n hug my mom till i die #maybe i cld nap a bit during mass #idk my sleep got cut so i feel so tired but i'm not exactly sleepy #i have been playing for more than 1 hour but i think i've been afking for most of it #huh i wonder tho #is it really so strange that apollo n i aren't online #oh it's been 3 days since i last talked in our server #idc rn while i'm sick. i could talk to no one else for a month n i wld survive (ofc) #i'll talk to ppl again when i feel better bcs i really can't be fucked #unless you're an online friend rn #i'll just drop in n go online for a bit later maybe #bcs i don't want to ignore others #i just feel. really tired rn. too sick to initiate anything so don't expect anything from me

[kkarmiic]

hey hello! i'm not sure if you have witten anything like this but could you do headcanons for the demon bros with an extremely affectionate reader? like, the reader is super touchy with everyone they're close to like they need to be touching someone at all times. it can be platonic or romantic! also, would you mind doing he/him pronouns? thanks! -⭐

#’ DEMON BROS WITH AN AFFECTIONATE GN!READER

🫐’ CONTENT AND WARNINGS

\\ synopsis: hcs of the brothers reacting to an extremely affectionate gn!reader

‘+ genre: fluff

*# warnings: lesson 16 mentions in belphies part.

// authors note: there didn’t end up being any pronoun usage at all so it ended up being GN!READER

#’ LUCIFER

Since you wouldn’t be comfortable touching them (assumably) before you’re close to them, by the time your hyper affectionate naturals shows you’re pretty close.

The first time it happens, Lucifer has been working for hours without any breaks and you started to feel a little more touched deprived than usual.

You end up sneaking into his study, hands clasped at your sides.

He perks his head up, assuming you were his brother and ready to tell them to go away, until he saw it was you.

“Mc?” He asks, placing down his pen.

You asked for a hug, and ofcourse he obliged.

Oh. Oh.

His arms were so warm, his grip so tight and you couldn’t help but melt into his warm embrace.

You missed the affection, you got more in the human world and you hadn’t had a hug like this in so long.

The hug lasts longer than anticipated, both of you refusing to let go, and when you do, you swear you can see the faint tint of pink brushing over his cheeks.

Since that day, you couldn’t get enough, and in all honesty, even despite his efforts to conceal it, he couldn’t either.

Lucifer is a very touched starved man, nobody gives him affection (save for diavolo)

You’d walk downstairs, ready for breakfast and press a gentle kiss against his cheek.

Ofcourse he’s very taken aback.

He secretly loves it, will tell you so in private.

But not in-front of his brothers.

You’d drag him to bed after long study sessions, be practically glued to his side, he couldn’t shake you off even if he tried.

And he doesn’t want to.

#’ MAMMON

He’d definitely be more laid back about it, but becomes a blushing stuttering mess the moment you touch him.

“Ofcourse you’d want to touch the great mammon!”

Something along those lines.

However, his greed doesn’t just encompass money, it also extends to your affection.

You’re giving one of his brothers a hug? Why would you do that when he’s right there?!

I was going to say that would be a sin; but…

The first time you hug him, one late night out, you’re so tired, eyes heavy and just wanting to fall straight to sleep.

In your drowsy haze, you lean forward and press your head into him, mumbling something about being tired.

His heart is going crazy.

Shaky hands wrap around you, a slight grin forming on his face.

Why does his chest feel so warm? Why is there butterflies in his stomach?

I mentioned peeling you off lucifer, good luck peeling mammon off of you.

He will steal random kisses (either platonically or romantically) from you, pecks when you’re cooking, when you’re getting ready, when you’re eating when-

The brothers are sick of you two.

You’re so affectionate all the time it makes them sick (light heartedly ofcourse)

#’ LEVIATHAN

He’s probably the most bashful about affection.

You’re binging an anime with him one day when you lay your head onto his shoulder, and you can feel his whole body become tense beneath you.

His eyes go wide and just a little bit frantic, and instead of his attention being on the screen, it’s now on you, and you laying on his shoulder

His heart is going to race out of his chest.

Can you hear it? Oh god what if you can hear his heart going crazy?

He is sweating and stressing.

He will eventually get more used to it, but he’s just as, if not more, touched starved than lucifer.

Cuddles in the bathtub?

Cuddles in the bathtub.

Begs Lucifer to let you be home educated with him.

That’s not going to happen I’m sorry.

Please tackle him as soon as you get home from school.

He can die a happy man in your arms.

He’s still a mess around you, don’t get me wrong.

But he makes sure you don’t need to go to anyone else for affection.

#’ SATAN

I feel like he’d be one of the most cool and collected about it all (unlike the messes above)

I do however think he’d be one of the most touch starved brothers.

He doesn’t have any interest in people, and even though he doesn’t necessarily have a need for affection.

However when you begin showing him affection, he does realise how touch starved he is.

He’s reading to you one night, you’re curled up next t him when you lay your head on his chest.

A smile tugs on his lips and he wraps his arms around you, continuing to read, but this time has a hand running circles on your back.

He prefers small affection displays, like a hand around the waist (either his or yours), or kisses as a greeting.

But since you’re hyper affectionate, you probably want to be holding hands, or curled up to him at all times (or vice versa)

He definitely likes laying in between your thighs while he reads, it’s just so… warm and relaxing.

I don’t think it’d ever be too much for him.

He just enjoys the simple things in life, and even though you’re far from simple, it’s simple affection and that’s what matters.

#’ ASMODEUS

I’m so sorry but you’d be the annoying ‘couple’ at RAD.

You know the ones who are constantly blocking the halls because they’re holding hands or kissing?

Yeah.

He’s also super affectionate, and loves when you’re affectionate with him.

It’s his favourite thing.

He definitely likes linking pinkies with you.

Cuddle with him in his soft bed!

The mattress and covers are ridiculously nice.

You’re about to sleep for a whole century in that.

He also likes indirect affectionate. Like you doing his makeup, or painting his nails (or vice versa).

You’re close enough to touch, even if only slightly.

It’s oddly calming for him.

He also really likes sharing baths with you.

The really aesthetic bubble baths with roses you see on Pinterest?

Those.

He washes your back for you and your hair.

Gives you scalp massages and back rubs.

He’s really good with affection.

#’ BELPHEGOR

This is a match made in… hell? (Positive)

You, hyper affectionate.

Belphie who sleeps all day and has been looking for a new cuddle partner.

You’re his pillow now.

You’re studying? Sorry. No, you’re coming to his bed so he can lay on you and fall asleep.

Cooking? Someone take over he wants to cuddle.

Movie nights? He’s beside you, cuddling you.

It’s also his way for making up for… everything.

It’s sad but it’s his own miniature way of dealing with it.

He doesn’t really have the energy to pepper you in kisses like the other brothers, but still.

He’s the best cuddle partner.

Belphies bed is so soft, best for sleeping. Mountains of pillows and warm fuzzy blankets.

I also headcanon he has a weighted blanket, even though he can sleep well without it it’s still nice to have.

#’ BEELZEBUB

He likes to carry you.

No matter your weight, height etc.

He will find a way to carry you, this man is STRONG.

When you first cuddle him, you’re watching a TV show together, he’s DEVOURING a big bucket of popcorn and you just put your head into his lap.

He pauses for a moment before he starts playing with your hair.

Oh he’s a cuddle bug too.

He really loves affection as-well, he just goes with what you want, and he’s comfortable with whatever.

He will let you know if you push his boundaries, but I really doubt it.

Expect to be carried around the halls of RAD.

He also does this odd thing when you’re cuddling he will take nips (albeit affectionate) out of your hands, arms and thighs.

He really appreciates the way you show your love for people, it makes him feel valued.

#obey me x reader #obey me x male reader #asmodeusobeyme #asmodeus x male reader #lucifer x reader #lucifer x male reader #asmodeus x reader #Beelzebub x reader #Beelzebub x male reader #belphegor x male reader #belphegor x reader #mammon x reader #mammon x male reader #Satan x reader #Satan x male reader

[absolutelynotsanebaby]

haiii :DD do you have any sandstorm headcannons (general or from your aus)

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER. i saw it and then was gonna reply on my computer (easier to type) but then I. promptly forgot. but anywho!

i DO have a ton of had canons for them lmao. I'll start with some general / morro lives AU (not a specific au just. general had he survived concepts) stuff before getting into more specific AU nonsense

-I'm of the opinion had Morro came back during dotd (or even survived the end of Possession) that he wouldn't have joined the ninja, at least not right away. I like to think he'd have gone on a sort of vigilante arc. not quite ready to try to make it up to the ninja (or Wu and Lloyd specifically) but. attempting to make amends for what he's done yk. He essentially becomes Ninjago Batman LMAO. And I think, considering how much he really helped save Cole during Dotd, Cole would be the most open to giving him a chance. I like to think the ninja and Morro end up fighting the same guy by coincidence one night, Morro ends up saving Cole from a really nasty hit and from there on out that's where their relationship really start to develop (read: cole joining Morro on his night-stalks whether Morro likes it or not until he Does Like It)

-Cole 100% strikes me as a very physically affectionate person and I think Morro would be. jumpy about that at first. Partially just because he's not inherently physically affectionate and also because the cursed realm was a Nasty place. Also Morro strikes me as someone deathly allergic to PDA because it Embarrasses Him (<- very strong feelings on How People Perceive him).

-I think if he comes back to life (or had long hair from the get go) Morro's hair would be something Cole really enjoys playing with. Eventually Morro would just let him do what he wants lmao.

-Morro and jay would ABSOLUTELY beef over Cole. That's my boyfriend vs that's my best-friend type beat. It would annoy the fuck out of Cole and greatly assume Nya.

-Morro strikes me as a sort of protective person when he really attaches to someone, so. yeah. He also strikes me as someone who'd get jealous romantically very easily lmao. Cole is very much more laid back.

-Morro likes Cole's eyes. will he say that? no.

OKAY onto some Samurai AU stuff!!

-They take forever to drop the surnames lmao. Cole drops them first simply because it annoys 'Kazama' to have 'Kuroiwa' call him 'Morro' and demand to be called 'Cole'. I think the first time Morro ever calls him by his first name is after they reunite and Cole finds out he's actually alive.

-Cole has a lot of layers lmao. So when he wears like. a yukata it sends Morro into a spiral.

-They fight together better than either of them expected. Very solid fighting style (cole) in combination with a significantly more vicious loose style (Morro).

That's all. i need to think about them more BUT. REAPER AU oh reaper au how i love you

-whenever Morro has his hair loose Cole is Enamored. It goes down to a little past his nape and it makes Cole crazy for some reason lmao.

-Likewise, whenever Cole wears more feminine clothing (something he started exploring at one point or another) it makes Morro Crazy. love-sick, a fool.

-they tend to sleep together and very closely. Mostly because of some (route 3 specific) experiences and also because the place they where staying at for two years was Very small. if you walk into them sleeping you'd find Cole wrapped around him like an octopus, head resting on Morro's chest or shoulder. Morro tends to sleep more starfish-esc but its common for him to have an arm around Cole's shoulders or waist. This actually really annoyed the ninja when they and Cole reunited because Morro Stop Stealing Our Friend We Want Cuddles And Also Dislike You Heavily.

-Generally, there was a lot of conflict between Morro and the ninja. They were worried Cole had been coerced because of how isolated he was when Morro had popped up next to him (something they feel really bad about -- they werent ever supposed to forget Cole) and Morro because he's allergic to having good social skills.

-When they started first being around each other Morro was. very flighty. Didn't quite know how to handle his feelings so he'd fuck off a lot which unfortunately aggravated Cole's abandonment issues. It was sort of rough until Morro got his shit together lol.

-Their first kiss was a very quiet thing.

-Cole used to have a crush on Jay and that is something that will annoy Morro very much when he figures it out lmao.

-I like to think of them when listening to bags by Clairo. I mean... "I don't want to be forward / I don't want to cut corners / savor this with everything I have in me / I'm not the type to run, know we're having fun / but what's the rush? kissing, then my cheeks are so flushed" and "pardon my emotions / I should probably keep it all to myself / know you'd make fun of me" and "Can you see me? / I'm waiting for the right time / I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure's all mine / can you see me using everything to hold back? / I guess this could be worse / walkin' out the door with your bags" ? very themcore.

lastly, here's some vamp-morro rambles. I don't have a fully fledged au for this just various sketches and ideas lmao.

-Cole would've originally let himself be used as the main source of blood for Morro so no one else would have to do it. It's a bit of a painful process and strangely intimate and something he'd rather no one else on team do.I mean, Zane's a android, Lloyd is obvious no for obvious reasons, Jay would freak out, Kai's too emotionally invested. That would leave Nya and he wouldn't particularly like that either so, he offers himself.

-Morro finds him kinda stupid but Cole's blood is just oddly sweet enough for him to not care to much.

-Cole thinks the bite marks are kind of embarrassing, hard to explain, and oddly Vulnerable to show so he tends to keep his collars pulled up high.

-Morro tends to drink from areas like the side of the neck, the trapezius, and right under his Adams apple like any good vampire. Sometimes the wrists.

-Over time this evolves into a weird little bond neither of them know how to feel about.

okay i think that's all for know! lord, this is so long. hfiewohfeiofne i think too much, send help.

#asks #ask #kotowatee #blah blah #ninjago #sandstormshipping #blood mention #sam.au #reaper.au #vamp!morro

[aphroditelovesu]

yandere platonic artemis with a shy child reader calling her mama like that for the first time? or something like that (fic please :) - 🌓 anon

Summary: After a walk through one of the forests that belonged to Artemis, you finally warm up to her and call her "mommy" for the first time.

TW: yandere themes, obsessive and possessive behavior, manipulation, mention of sickiness, overprotection and reader is a child (between six and ten years old).

A/N: This isn't too long but I hope you like it, anon. Any mistakes I'm sorry, I haven't reviewed it yet (and I probably won't). Normally I try to leave the reader in the neutral gender, but here it ended up being female, but it's not really important to the story, so if you want to switch to a male reader just ignore the female pronouns.

Word Count: 837.

Written by: ~ Lady L 🌸

Artemis walked through the forest smilingly with you by her side. You were walking awkwardly, while holding the hands of the goddess of hunting.

You muttered something under your breath when you ended up stepping on a loose rock, only not falling flat on your face because Artemis caught you before that happened.

''Are you okay, (N/N)? Didn't you get hurt?'' Artemis' questions were asked so quickly that you barely had time to pay attention properly, still a little dizzy. You didn't know why, but you hadn't been feeling well for a few hours, but you were reluctant to tell the goddess, knowing how protective she is over you.

''Yes, I… I'm fine, Artemis.'' (Y/N) looked away from the goddess, as she knew very well that she couldn't lie to her looking into the goddess's dark eyes.

''(Y/N), look at me.'' Artemis rarely used your name, she usually called you by affectionate nicknames. You knew very well that when she spoke your name it was either because you did something or you were about to be reprimanded.

(Y/N) hesitated for a moment, but she knew the right thing to do was look at the goddess, she didn't want to piss her off or make her more upset than she clearly already was.

''I don't feel very good...''

''Why? What happened? Are you sick? Did someone hurt you? Tell me (N/N) and I'll make them regret it!'' Artemis asked question after question, making you even more uncomfortable. You still haven't gotten used to the goddess's overprotectiveness, and maybe you never will.

''No… No one hurt me, I've only been sick for a few hours… No need to worry.'' The young girl tried to argue, but she knew it was useless.

Artemis is a very balanced, calm and rational goddess, but all those traits instantly disappear when it comes to you. She becomes paranoid and worried as well as suffocating and her obsessive and protective tendencies will be much stronger.

''What are you feeling? Do you want to come home? If necessary, I can call Apollo. He can help you feel better.''

''No need, Artemis. I'm fine…'' Your calm voice was interrupted as you started coughing a little. Clearly you weren't well and Artemis wasn't going to sit there idly by watching you sick.

''You're obviously not doing well at all, (Y/N)! Come on, we're going to go back to the house and I'm going to call my brother. He will heal you.'' When you opened your mouth to protest, Artemis shot you a sharp look, which made you go quiet immediately. You didn't want to piss her off.

Soon you found yourself lying in your bed, with Apollo taking care of you. Artemis was sitting next to you, gently stroking your hair. Fortunately, you only had a cold and Apollo told his sister that you would be fine soon, much to the goddess' relief. She couldn't bear the thought of losing you.

She knew, very soon she would finally give you ambrosia.

You were slow to wake up from your sleep, but the goddess never left your side. What if you got worse? She couldn't take any chances, so she stayed with you the entire time.

''Mommy…'' Artemis turned her head to you quickly when he heard you speak. She couldn't be listening right, could she? You didn't call her "mommy" at all. She took care of you since you were a baby and yet you never called her that.

But unfortunately for the goddess, you didn't say anything again. Quiet and serene as you slept peacefully.

But the real surprise came when you finally woke up. (Y/N) looked surprised and happy to see Artemis sitting upright on the edge of the bed, she was relieved to see she wasn't alone

''You woke up…'' Artemis sighed in relief, hugging the girl lightly (Y/N). ''I was so worried… Even if it's just a cold, I can't lose you…''

''Did you stay with me the whole time?'' (Y/N) asked, really curious. Artemis nodded at her question. ''Thank you for taking care of me, mommy…''

''Did you just call me Mommy?''

''Err… Yeah? I can't? Oh, I-I'm so sorry!''

''No! You don't need to apologize, (N/N). I just… I didn't expect this, but I'm so happy!'' The goddess laughed. ''You have no idea how happy I feel.''

''I see you as a mother figure, you always took care of me and protected me, so you are my mommy.''

''Yes… I'm your mother, (N/N). Your only mama.''

(Y/N) was crushed in the goddess's embrace. She laughed deliciously as she hugged her back. All this was true, she had learned to love Artemis like a mother. She was the only family she owned that she loved so much. Artemis is the only family the girl knows and it will always be that way. Forever.

#yandere greek mythology #yandere greek gods #yandere artemis #yandere platonic artemis #yandere platonic artemis x child reader #yandere platonic x child reader #🌓 anon #imagine

[seth-shitposts]

Defectors AU Bits - Alcohol

Morad & Tseebo: *drinking alcohol and laughing and becoming very animated as they talk*

Ezra(11), to Kallus: what are they drinking?

Kallus: Alcohol.

Ezra: what's that?

Kallus: it taste like paint thinner and stops you from thinking clearly. It also affects your sense of stability. *grabs the back of Tseebo's shirt, pulling him toward him instead of letting him slide off the counter* and can very easily make you lose your balance. And if you drink too much, it can make you very sick.

Ezra: then why are they drinking it??? Why are they laughing????

Kallus: *contently giving stability to Tseebo, who is very comfortable where hes at as he continues to joke with Morad* it's like candy for adults. If you mix it with specific drinks, it tastes better. As long as you don't drink more than a few drinks, you'll probably be fine. But not until you're twenty. At least.

Ezra: why? Why can't I drink the candy?

Kallus: because it's not candy. I said it's *like* candy. Only adults can drink it, and even then there are some adults that still shouldn't be allowed to drink it because they can't do so responsibly. And it can damage your development. It's a rule that changes a little bit depending on where in the galaxy you are, and even on some planets it will depend on what area you're in, but the general rule of thumb is you have to be at least 20 or 21 to start drinking. If you start now, it will damage you.

Ezra: will I stay small?????

Kallus: honestly? Maybe. I don't know everything about alcohol so I'm not certain one way or the other on it stunting your growth further, but it's definitely possible.

Ezra: .... you said the rules vary from place to place. What's the rule for lothal?

Kallus: 18.

Ezra: can I start at 18???

Kallus: if you're asking me, my answer is no. But ultimately, that will be up to your parents. They may let you start then.

Ezra: oh... okay.... :(

Kallus: if you're still leaving it up to me, you can try your first drink at 18. You just can't start having it in any amount of frequency until 20.

Ezra: really? :D

Kallus, grinning softly: Yes. But only if you follow the rules of alcohol. It has a lot more rules than candy. I can go over all of them with you so you'll know how to drink safely and responsibly.

Ezra: can you tell them to me now???

Kallus: sure. Never too early to start learning safety.

-----

Ezra, 16, with the crew as everyone is celebrating a victory: hey Kanan, can you pour me a soda instead?

Kanan, pausing entirely because he though Ezra was surely going to start badgering about alcohol: Yeah...

Kanan, who still can't let it go because that seems very random to him: why?

Ezra: because I want some????

Kanan: yea, yeah, nothing wrong with that either! I'm just... confused. I thought... you know what never-

Ezra: oh! Thats because I had promised someone I, uh, wouldn't. Not until I'm 18...

Kanan, giving Ezra’s shoulder a bump: they sound like a very responsible person and they're right. *is giving Ezra the 'dad: I'm proud of you eyes'*

Ezra, rolling his own but still smiling despite himself: yeah, they are... *happily clinks his cup to Kanan’s glass*

-----

Ezra, still 17 but when Kallus has joined the rebellion, talking to Rex and Zeb, finding it funny to make them laugh while they're three sheets to the wind, shaking a tube of very small, round chocolates: wanna watxh me take a shot?

Kallus, hearing Ezra from across the room room and his Older Sibling Reflex tripping: Ezra Bridg-

Ezra: *already taking the shot of candy and turning to face Kallus as he does*

Kallus, not knowing whether to laugh or face palm: *flatly* Honestly, what was I expecting?

Ezra, grinning as he pokes at Kallus: what? You thought when I became a rebel that I threw everything you told me out the window and became a miscreant?

Kallus: obviously so. *affectionely* Rebel scum.

Ezra, laughing as he playfully wrestles with Kallus

#defectors au #star wars rebels #swr #alexsandr kallus #ezra bridger

[prilled]

SIXTY SFW ALPHABET HEADCANONS!!!! :D

I finally finished making the headcanon list!!! I'm super proud of this so I hope you all like it :3

P.S. NSFW Alphabet coming soon ??!!?!?

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

- Sixty isn't really an affectionate person. Not to say he doesn't dislike affection (at least that much,) he won't use affection to show his love.

- He most definitely is not one for PDA and wouldn't like showing much affection in public, even around people he doesn't know and wouldn't care about it. Most he can tolerate in public is hand holding and maybe a kiss on the cheek if he's really happy.

- In private he's much more open to giving and receiving affection, but he doesn't really like when he's bombarded with it. Just some nice kissing and cuddling is good for him. If you ever get a case of cute aggression from him, just cuddle him tightly since it's the most he can handle.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

- How it would start is incredibly difficult because I can't really think of him just going out and about. Most likely you would meet him if he was doing something for work or running an errand for Hank (which he rarely does,) like shopping or walking Sumo.

- You two would probably talk a little bit, you being the more casual one since Sixty is practically never casual. If Sixty manages to loosen up a little when he realises you're actually pretty cool, eventually it might lead to you both agreeing on hanging out.

- If you don't come as far as agreeing to hanging out, it'll probably happen if you two bump into each other again and talk a little more (Sixty possibly even finding himself pleasantly surprised once he meets you again.)

- Your friendship would grow very very slowly, but once Sixty really lets himself be comfortable with you he is so fun to be around.

- There is so much playful bantering (which may sometimes lead to full blown arguments because sometimes Sixty either doesn't know when to stop or is too stubborn to stop,) play fighting, gossiping about people you don't like, and doing shenanigans with each other.

- As a best friend he would try his best to show how he cares for you without being direct about it. If you seem off he'll ask what's wrong and will try to comfort you, but may sometimes just guide you to talking with Connor instead because he doesn't know how to help properly. If you're ever sick he'll do mostly what's required (like giving you medicine and making sure you rest) but wont do anything extra unless asked for.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

- He doesn't mind cuddling, and is fine with it at night if you both sleep in the same bed or if you need cuddles for comfort.

- If spooning, he doesn't mind being the big or small spoon. If you need comfort or you've been through a long day, Sixty will be the big spoon and calm you down.

- But if Sixty has been feeling troubled or you just want to spoon him, Sixty's fine with being the little spoon.

- Sixty also likes resting your head on his chest or vice versa, with an arm draping around the waist.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

- Settling down is something Sixty would definitely enjoy once he becomes stable enough to move out of Hanks home. I mean, living in a house with his favourite person sounds great!

- In terms of doing chores, I mean, he's an android so he's great at doing them. Even if he wasn't specifically designed to be a household android, Sixty is still great at doing things like cleaning, cooking, doing the dishes, doing the laundry and so on. If you're super specific about anything, all you need to do is tell Sixty and he'll incorporate it into his chore routines.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

- If the relationship is ending because Sixty doesn't feel ready or doesn't believe he's fit as a partner, he'd be pretty direct about it but keep your feelings in mind. He'd be as gentle as possible in telling you that he thinks it would be best for the two of you to be apart.

- However if the relationship was ending due to some horrible thing happening like cheating, or even something worse (which i doubt but still a possibility,) Sixty will be as direct and as rude about it as he wants. He will not care for your feelings and will say everything he wants to say.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

- Like I said before, Sixty would love to settle down and live in a house with his lover! However, it would definitely take him a while to find the right person to do this with, and agree to marry them.

- I mean, I imagine Sixty would've taken forever to warm up to Connor, Hank, and Nines, so even with a lover (who he would've already gone through the whole process of warming up to them,) I believe he would take a very long time to start planning out a proposal.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

- Gentle when he needs to be for the sake of people around him both emotionally and physically, but otherwise can be quite rough.

- Physically: Sixty would be gentle with friends and lovers in situations where the other person would need comfort. For example, if you were venting to Sixty and asked to hold his hand or a hug, he'd give you it.

- But if Sixty was in a more tense situation, he'd be a lot more fierce. As an android who was programmed to quite literally chase down people, he has a very firm grip, and is more than capable of roughing people up.

- Emotionally: Sixty finds it difficult to be emotionally gentle as he struggled a lot when it came to finding peace for himself. The only gentleness he received was when he would manage to calm himself enough around Connor, Hank, and Nines and they would try to console him.

- Because of that, Sixty doesn't really talk much when trying to comfort someone and usually uses physical affection to help people, but will use what the others would try with him. He'll also offer up advice, but he isn't really sure if his point of view on certain matters could help.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

- Sixty likes hugs, but only in private with people he likes.

- With a significant other he'll hug them at the very least once a day, but with close friends it happens about once in a blue moon. However, if a close friend asks if they can have a hug, Sixty will say yes.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

- Sixty saying 'I love you' would be the confession. So, literally the start of the relationship. However, to get to that point would take months of him figuring out his feelings, hardcore studying you to make sure you like him back, and then building up the courage to say it.

- Once in a relationship, he won't say it very often and would rather show it to you through other means. He'd say it on important dates and would say it back to you, but otherwise wont say it much.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

- Sixty gets jealous pretty easily if you're talking to someone he doesn't know or he doesn't trust. He won't be jealous if you're talking with Connor or Nines, but if you're talking with someone he doesn't know he will be jealous.

- I don't really like the whole 'person gets jealous so they start showering partner in affection' thing, and personally don't believe Sixty would take that approach either.

- Sixty would glare at the other person from behind you until they move away. Sometimes he may throw in some little comment basically saying to the other person to go away. Sometimes he might not even need to do anything other than just walk up to you.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

- Sixty's kisses always depend on his mood. Sure this would be the same with anyone, but Sixty's mood can change pretty drastically so it always plays as a factor.

- If Sixty is kissing you as a hello or just something simple, it'll be a quick peck somewhere on your cheek, forehead, or on top of your head.

- If he's kissing you to show his love for you, it'll be right on the lips while in an embrace. He would hold it until you need to pull a part to breathe just to get his point across since he doesn't do this often (like i said, he likes to show his love for you in other ways.)

- However, if Sixty is in the mood, then expect it to be very passionate. He'll kiss you first on the lips like he would normally, but then very quickly deepen it and make it as clear as possible that he's in the mood. The way you respond (via continuing or pulling apart,) decides whether or not he'll continue.

- If you give him the green light however, he'll move further down onto your neck and will get pretty touchy. And thats all I'll say on that note because its the SFW alphabet and not the NSFW one 😓

- Where Sixty likes to be kissed depends on the setting. If it's out in public he's okay with maybe like one kiss on the cheek, but in private he's okay with basically anywhere as long as you don't smother him. He also very much likes it when you ask before kissing him even when in private, he finds it cute and heartwarming that you're so considerate for him even when his answer every single time is yes.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

- Sixty doesn't dislike children in general (when they're being a nuisance is another story,) but he prefers not being around them since he has no clue how to act with them.

- Children also tend to not really like Sixty so it's not like he's ever really bothered about trying to get good with kids or anything. Because of this, I don't think he would like to have kids of his own either. He's fine with just you and his close ones!

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

- On days where he's working, he's up at an appropriate time and wakes you up as well so you can always start the morning together no matter how early it is.

- He'll also never get up before you, always with you. Sure, he wakes up before you due to his internal alarm, but he wakes you up right after he does.

- He'll cook breakfast for you, and just so you don't feel alone will have a drink of Thirium and sit with you.

- Once you're both done, he'll set aside the dishes and get ready for the morning. If you're both working that day (whether it's the same or a different job,) you'll get ready together. But if only he's working, Sixty will get ready while you do something else (i mean you could be getting ready too but you could also fall back asleep.)

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

- Under the impression you both live in the same house, you're home before Sixty most of the time no matter what's happening, so you greet him when he gets back with a hug and a quick peck on the cheek or head.

- Sixty will tell you all about what he had to do for work that day even if all he did was paperwork because usually something eventful happens in the workplace at least once a day.

- If he's done some evidence analysis' he'll tell you about what he found and what some of the detectives are theorising about and ask what you think just because he's curious.

- Then he'll ask you about your day and you'll tell him about what happened. No matter what job you work it probably wont be more eventful than Sixty's average day but he still likes hearing you talk about it.

- If you haven't eaten dinner then he'll cook you something (or he'll order something if he's too tired,) and will drink a glass of Thirium while you eat.

- After that you'll both go to bed cuddling <3

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?)

- Over the course of your friendship Sixty might mention things about his past or talk about his feelings, but he usually leaves it as just that and doesn't like elaborating.

- Into your relationship, Sixty would start telling you in detail things about his past (like his actual history with Connor) and talk more emotionally with you since even this far into deviancy he still doesn't understand some aspects of feelings or how to be human.

- And then once the more tragic parts of his life have been addressed, throughout everyday conversations he will accidentally drop bombshells like they're nothing. He'll tell you about horrors he witnessed before he became buddy-buddy with Connor and some of the stuff he sees in nightmares like it's nothing.

- "That guy looks like the android I watched get brutally assaulted with a meat cleaver once." "... WHAT..."

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

- Oh boy...

- Okay let me just get this straight. Once in a relationship, Sixty WILL LEARN how to not get angry as easily and not take it out on you when he does.

- In a friendship, he might accidentally get you mad which in turn will make him mad which will then lead to an argument, but in a relationship/when he learns he's in love with you he will start to pay attention to when he's about to snap.

- In a relationship, Sixty will never get mad at you. If you ever do something that he deems unreasonable, he will refuse to get mad at you because he knows that you are a person and if you don't feel like talking about it at that moment then he'll just wait until you do. He can't afford to lose you to some stupid argument so he does whatever he can do to avoid them.

- Sixty will practically kinda avoid you when you're feeling mad or doing something he disagrees with because he doesn't want to fight or accidentally snap and say something he'll regret. As much as he doesn't like doing it, he'll always wait it out until you come to him first. He's just too worried about making the situation worse.

- Whenever Sixty gets mad though, he will rant to you for fucking ages. Someone pissed him off at work today? You won't hear the end of it until next week. He's been watching a show recently and a character made a bad choice? He will literally dissect this character just so he can fully describe how annoying they are.

- Sixty rants to you about things that make him mad so passionately that they start pissing you off too. You probably hate tons of people Sixty works with even if you have never met them before. Plus, Sixty has a colourful vocabulary so he will insult every last part of their being in enough detail that you will have a perfect mental image of them.

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?)

- I get the obvious answer here would be 'he's an android! he can just save everything he remembers!' but I headcanon that after being shot in the head he lost part of his programming that was irreplaceable and now cant just save things he remembers so easily.

- Like don't get me wrong he can still do it, but sometimes he gets really bad headaches when he overrides his system and saving things into his data banks might cause it. He refuses to delete anything though.

- So I believe he would be able to successfully record everything he remembers about you into his data banks, but he's kinda worried that one day he'll accidentally override his system and some stuff will automatically get deleted from his memory banks so he writes some stuff in a personal journal :)

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

- I find it difficult to pinpoint exactly what would be a favourite moment in a relationship for Sixty because he cherishes his lover and keeps every moment spent with them in his memory. To keep it safe I'll just be basic and say when you both first got together :3

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

- Oh he's protective alright. He knows you're capable of taking care of yourself but in a dangerous situation he's not letting you out of his sight. Humans are fragile, you can't be brought back to life after getting shot in the head like he could.

- He'll make sure that no matter what he's by your side and over analysing his surroundings so he's always aware of where there might be danger.

- If anyone tries to attack you, he's so quick to make sure they don't even touch you that even for an android it seems impossible. Even if it was something you could've easily defended yourself from, he just doesn't want to risk you getting harmed when it could lead to something worse.

- In terms of getting protected, he doesn't feel like he needs it and to be fair he really doesn't. He's an android and even if he's lost some of his programming, he's still incredibly durable and can take a bullet if he wasn't able to dodge it in time.

- However, if you make the effort of calling out to him when someone is trying to attack him or pull him towards you to avoid some sort of attack, he'll appreciate the gesture since you don't get physically involved.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

- With everyday tasks, he'll always help you out with chores instead of making you do them all yourself. Sometimes he'll do every chore without your help literally by accident, but since he likes doing things with you he'll split the chores and you'll both work on them together (i.e he does the dishes and you dry them.)

- With gifts, he kinda likes just getting sweet little trinkets that remind him of you or things he thinks you'll like. Sometimes he will go out and buy you some really expensive pretty things (like a large crystal or porcelain statue of your favourite animal,) but he loves your reaction when he gets you a surprise gift so he prefers getting smaller out-of-the-blue trinkets.

- With anniversaries and dates, he will try as hard as he can for it to be to your liking. If you like romantic, he's doing every gesture he can with rose petals and lit candles. If you like simple and sweet, he'll give you a lovely gift and take you on a walk so you can go and watch the sunset together. Whatever you want, Sixty will give it to you as perfectly as he can.

- Expect him to say I love you on anniversaries :)

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

-  Sometimes when he's really mad, he'll start to shout pretty loudly. It's never at you of course, but it's pretty scary.

- If you tell him you don't like it when he shouts he'll take it into consideration and might not be able to stop in certain situations. He'd never hurt you, but he'll accidentally scare you sometimes.

- Something else he does is accidentally be way too mean when voicing his opinion. After deviancy he's tried to get better at not being brutally honest to the point of just being a dick, but he slips up sometimes.

- If Sixty ever says something mean to you, just tell him and he'll say sorry even if he doesn't understand why you're mad. Most likely he'll also get you a gift the next day.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

- Sixty sometimes gets insecure, but it's not because he thinks he's ugly.

- He's insecure because he looks exactly like Connor. Sixty knows he has the less desirable personality compared to Connor, so he fully believes everyone just knows him as 'the worser Connor.'

- He doesn't believe that people recognise him as his own person. He does have a defining feature which is the bump on his head where he got shot, but it's tied to Connor so he hates it.

- Once in a relationship with you and he brings up how he feels on the topic, if you suggest changing something about his appearance he might consider it. He'll try changing his hair colour, hair length, etc until he finds something he likes.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

- Absolutely. You made him feel like he can be a good person and that people can truly love and appreciate him. If he were to lose you, he'd lose all of that too.

- He'd be straight up lost without you in his world. He might have Connor, Nines, and Hank, but you've helped him out in so many ways that all they'd be able to do is suggest what he could do.

- Even in everyday life when he spends time away from you, he wishes you were there and sends you messages throughout the whole day. He could never imagine a life without you at all.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

- Sixty is a cat person. Not because 'everyone with a bubbly personality loves dogs and everyone with a snappy personality likes cats,' I genuinely believe he'd prefer cats.

- Dogs all need tons of attention and to be taken out for a walk everyday to be happy, and Sixty just doesn't have the time to do that when he works a lot and also likes spending time to himself.

- He'd rather have a cat which would come to him when it wants attention, then nap after and let him do his own thing.

- Also, Sixty takes naps a lot because he gets tired more than other androids, so he'd love to take a nap cuddling with you and a pet cat.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

- Sixty wouldn't want someone rude, someone who wouldn't listen to him, someone who babies him, or someone that bosses him around.

- He's his own person and wants to be treated as such, so treat him in such a way that diminishes him to just an android, or just someone less than, is something he hates. He shuns the part of him that was a relentless killer machine, so making him seem less than human reminds him of that part of himself.

- He wouldn't like all those traits in just a regular acquaintance either. I mean obviously no one would want those traits in a friend or partner, but Sixty hates them specifically because of how dehumanising they are.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleeping habit of theirs?)

- Sixty gets pretty horrific nightmares, so he'll twitch and mumble stuff incoherently while he sleeps sometimes. He's impossible to wake up though so he just suffers through it.

- It sucks, but Sixty has no idea what he can do about it, and neither do you. He doesn't want to tell you what he has nightmares about other than 'they're really graphic and violent' so he'll write what happens in his journal of his.

- Since he has frequent naps too, they happen at least once everyday. Whenever he's taking a nap at work (i.e without you around,) his twitching and mumbling is significantly worse. Just by cuddling you, the movement unfortunately doesn't stop but it ceases a lot. He tries to avoid napping at work because of it but considering how hard his job works his android brain he has to sometimes.

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thank you for reading my post! ^_^

#dbh sixty #detroit become human #dbh headcanons #alphabet headcanons #sfw #safe for work #sfw alphabet #sixty is my sweet biy your honour why does it matter that he could commit murder? #dbh #prilled :3 #detroit become human x reader #dbh x reader #dbh sixty x reader #sixty x reader

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hi bae i'm here for the matchup trade ^-^

about me:

silly. i'm more extroverted than not, in the sense that i get my energy from being around people. the kind of person who laughs unbelievably loud at things i definitely should not. also unintentionally loud. my sister says i'd be a great reaction youtuber because my expressions are so dramatic.

with my friends i'm either the chaotic ball of energy or the mom friend (older sister things). it's a weird balance. i do tend to be straight up with my friends, but i'm almost never real with strangers/acquaintances. lol.

a scorpio! i think i'm inherently logical in terms of how i process things, but i actively work to have empathy and be kind. i'm actually not a very affectionate person, verbally or physically. i only get mushy when circumstances call for it, lol.

hobbies include karaoke, writing, loving up on my cats, & consuming media. i'm 5'0, brown, have a fro and a youthful (round) face. my love languages [receiving] are def quality time + words of affirmation. i crave reassurance.

m or f characters from one piece 🥹 pls and/or jjk or hq!! :))

mush, mush, mushyyyy, mush, mush !! okay, my matches are lil bit of polar opposites but honestly i shipped you w tendou almost immediately after reading your blurb LOL + law was something i had to sit w for a lil bit. both edgy boys. both love you IMMENSELY !! just like i do 😉 alrighty, i hope you enjoy !!

one piece

i match you with TRAFALGAR D LAW 🖤

when you first met law, y’all were like water + oil. you being more fluid + carefree + drawing your energy from those around you. him being more stagnant, solid, set in his ways and easily tired by others. but he found himself actually not getting completely sick of you as he got to know you. he likes the way you’re unashamedly you + how you don’t seem to have a care in the world, but can rein it in when necessary. he also likes that you’re smart + logical because, god, he needs more people like that around…  he wrestles with his feelings a bit + ends up icing you out for a while, but you don’t take this easily. you push him to tell you what the hell is up with him, so he eventually resorts to just telling you that he thinks he’s fucking in love with you, okay? + he’ll do so with a pinch of the bridge of his nose + a small sigh, but he’s unable to hide the small smile that graces his features afterwards.

it takes law just a little while to warm up to you, since neither of you are sure of what exactly to do with this newfound relationship. neither of you are particularly affectionate, but behind closed doors, one can find law placing a short + sweet kiss to the middle of your forehead, or running his fingers across the skin of your lower back. you’re both too blunt + honest for your own good, but words that would singe others melt into soft requests + sweet chastises when talking with each other. law likes that you help him come out of his shell a little bit, especially when you make him laugh. he’d forgotten what the sound of his own laughter had sounded like + he’s not particularly pissed that you’ve coaxed that side back of hiding. you can do this just by laughing; your loud, delirious, carefree laughter is infectious + contagious to him, so he can’t help but smile + (sometimes, just sometimes) let out a chuckle of his own. 

once you are both in the groove of your low key relationship, law becomes an expert at reassurance, just for you. it seems like every time he tells you how he feels for you, or how you’re the only one for him, or how he’d do anything to keep you safe, he’d actually taken it from a love poem + replaced your name, your features, you attributes with whoever the love poem was originally for. but you’d have to believe me when i say, all of these words he’s telling you are spontaneous + from the heart. it’s what he’s feeling in the moment + he won’t keep that a secret from you, since he knows you need it + he’d do anything to keep you smiling that radiant smile of yours.

haikyuu

i match you with TENDOU SATORI ❤️

you + tendou would set the world on fire + watch it burn if not for the laws of this land…anyways !! tendou totally digs you. you guys get along well…like almost too well. your friends + his friends are all absolutely exhausted + exasperated whenever they’re around the both of you, so that usually just leaves the two of you alone, in each other’s presence. it’s a slow burn, between you + tendou, but you both enjoy it oh so much. there’s an extreme amount of teasing, so much teasing…outsiders think you guys hate each other, but it’s honestly the way that you enjoy each other’s presence the most! whenever you’re around each other, a big grin can be seen on both of your faces. buuuut, because you’re both always teasing each other, it takes sooo long for you to realize that maybe your feelings aren’t just friendly. aren’t just “hey, i think this person is really neat, i like being around ‘em”. maybe it was more like “this person is my twin flame…where have they been all my life?” tendou comes to that realization before you do, so he immediately acts on it. there’s no time to waste!

your relationship with tendou is just like your friendship with tendou, except there’s way more affectionate touches, affectionate words, affectionate gazes…on tendou’s part at least. you both truly balance each other out in a beautifully smooth way. he is affectionate enough for the both of you + you’re able to be his brain/logic at times when he really needs it. you wouldn’t change a single thing about each other.

as for things tendou loves to do with you, karaoke is at the top of his list !! you two could spend hourssss at a karaoke parlor, choosing different anime openings to sing along to. tendou has this weird but hilarious habit of choosing a really popular pop song + making up his own lyrics for it. he thinks his lyrics are better + makes it more fun, so why the hell not? if not at a karaoke parlor, one can find the two of you chillin at yours/his house. he prefers YOUR house, though. do you know why? tendou is absolutely smitten with your cats. everytime you open the door to greet him, he rushes straight past you to go searching for the little ones. he likes to pick em up + nuzzle his face into the soft fur of their bellies, or make em stand on their hind legs + give em voices so it looks like they’re little walking, talking kitties !! he’s obsessed with them, you should be honored.

once tendou’s had his fill of the cats (which he insists could never happen), he’ll lay down + chill out with you. you guys like to watch anime/read manga together, telling each other funny things that happen or showing each other cool fight scenes that spark your interest. if you were to ask tendou, though, he didn’t really have a list of his favorite things to do with you…as long as you’re there, that’s all that really matters to him.

a/n: fucking congratulations, mush. i matCHED YOU WITH SATORI, MY BOY. C O N G R A T U L A T I O N S. anyways, i’m jealous LOL even tho, y’know, i did this to myself 😉 i hope ya like your matches !!

#match trade #one piece #haikyuu #trafalgar d law #law #trafalgar law #tendou satori #satori tendou #tendou #match up

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I know he doesn’t have a sister in canon but could you please do headcanons for Steve Harrington crushing on his younger sister’s friend? Doesn’t need to be nsfw but I certainly won’t object 😇

Ooh yeah, certainly. I love the idea of this, btw. Thank you for sending me this!! I hope you like this, I really had fun doing it. I really couldn't think of too many NSFW things for this and I felt like it lent more to fluff, so I hope that's okay?

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Warnings ;

Steve and reader are of age, btw. Just before anyone says anything. Everyone is age of consent. even though this one is fluffy/safe. Wait, there is one thing use of nicknames daddy / baby girl, but mostly in jest.

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-- First of all, he's probably going to tease them a little. Just a little banter and bickering back and forth, I can kind of see a lot of "Little girl" and "Okay, old man" between the two of them. He'll tell her to go play with toys and she'll tell him to turn up his damn hearing aid. It's done in affection, of course. But he does this as both a defense mechanism (bc all the angst and pain he's been through, iykyk) and to make it not obvious that he does like her.

-- Very protective. Like.. I hc that if he had siblings he'd be a very protective and involved big brother anyway. But now that there's his sister and this girl he's so caught up in, he's always lingering, always quick to step in if they ask for or need him. Will help them when they're a little tipsy and out somewhere, he is always present, watching them like a hawk. And he's real quick to let strange guys who come up to the reader in question that her -and his sister, by default, are with him and the strange guy/person can fuck right off, esp if they're doing anything particularly creepy.

-- I think when they did become friends (it'd take a while, tbh? I feel like with Steve, it takes him some time to warm to people.. again, the issues with his absentee parents) they'd be the kind of friends that flirt and don't realize it.Personal space does not exist with either of them. They're always touching, always standing entirely too close. If they're watching tv, nine times out of ten, her head is on his leg or his head is on hers. People actually assume they're dating long before they actually become a thing.

-- So affectionate, oh my god. So affectionate. To a point where his sister actually does mention that she thinks he likes him and he's stuttering, blushing, an actual mess. He tries to back off and he just can't. Which, of course, leads to baby sis teasing him even more over it and Steve, grouchily telling her to knock it the fuck off. But eventually, he sits her down and tells her like... "Hey.. I do like her a lot. Help?" and his sister definitely does this. Goes above and beyond to play matchmaker, fuck yes.

--- It's over the top, I swear. I can see like... Lots of "oops, my car's being a shit again, guess we call big brother or we walk home?" whenever it's her and the friend in question. Lots of "I'm sick, can't go. But Steve totally wants to see the same movie, you're friends with him, go with him!" and stuff like that.

-- I feel like if/when they get together, the playful teasing continues. We know he'll call himself daddy, "See "Steve's her daddy now" lol" and I feel like he'd probably slip up and call her baby girl on occasion in bed. But when he figures out she likes it -if she does, oh boy.. He's slipping up on her in crowds, hands on her hips when he's ready to leave somewhere and in that sleepy low voice against her ear he's all like "Daddy's tired, baby girl. Let's get outta here."

-- they totally buy each other joke gifts pertaining to the one or two years in between their ages because it's their thing. A cane for Steve one year on his birthday and a pacifier for her on hers, OH.. and for some reason, I firmly believe that when he hits a big milestone birthday (let's say 29 or 30) reader, being a cute little smartass, bakes him a cake and has the whole "over the hill, grandpa" theme going on with it. I feel like there's laughter and him chasing her with the black icing on his fingertip to smear on her nose when he catches her. It's just so v. cute. V.cute.

#steve harrington #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington headcanons #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader

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𝕯𝖆𝖇𝖎 ; Fandom stuff.

How do I tell the fandom that Dabi was a useless, weepy, ill adjusted little runt ( AFFECTIONATE ) who wasn't allowed anywhere near Shoto and not a tall, responsible but troubled older brother figure who mother hen'd his younger siblings, especially Shoto, and that Dabi wasn't close to Shoto or particularly close to Fuyumi either but him and Natsu had a toxic codependent sibling thing going on hard core and I'm so sick of the Natsuo erasure and/or Shoto being put in Natsuo's place when that makes no fucking sense w/o pissing off the Horny Dabi simps who cant let go of bad/outdated flavorless wooby fanon characterization. How do I tell the fandom that their portrayal of the Todoroki family dynamic is severely wrong but can be drastically improved by understanding that while Endeavor ( and to a much lesser extent Rei ) were not actually narcissists, the parenting style at the forefront of the family is almost identical to narcissistic parental abuse and looking into this, along with things such as "Narcissistic devaluation" and the "Scapegoat" and the "Golden Child" explains so much that this fandom can't wrap its head around in regard to the extreme emotional / psychological abuse suffered by the Todoroki children without pissing off the Enji simps neck deep in abuse apology cause their fav has fat dilf tits.

Anyway on that subject children who grew up in households that were heavy on the narcissistic parental abuse often fall into "types" with particular traits and heres the Todorokis to a T ( Not including Shoto because his role is very obviously golden child (Masterpiece) and wasn't ever one of the Scapegoats ("failed creations") I mean I could def put him under "Problem Solver" but since he was never actually a scapegoat child its more complex than that for him so heres just my fav little failures ):

Fuyumi - the caretaker

Scapegoated children may provide emotional and/or physical caretaking to one or more parent/stepparent, functioning as a stand-in best friend, spouse, therapist, or nurse. They may be given household responsibilities such as cleaning, cooking, and caring for siblings, while also being targeted with anger and blame for the family's woes. Often intuitive and empathetic, caretaker scapegoats can become powerful healers as adults. But if they continue to prioritize the needs of others over their own they are likely to experience anxiety, poor self-care, resentment, and burnout.

Natsuo - the protector

Children in the protector role step in to defend a parent and/or younger sibling(s) from the dominant narcissist's verbal and/or physical abuse. Such children may be driven to try to protect family members because of their own experience with being scapegoated, or they may become scapegoated in the family system as a result of standing up to the abuse. As adults, children who have confronted the aggression of abusers may become fierce and compassionate advocates for justice and the underprivileged. But they often struggle to recognize their own limits, vulnerability, and need for support.

Toya - the collapsed

Some scapegoated children experience such harsh neglect and abuse, with few sources of support to build resiliency, that they fail to thrive and become mentally unstable, chronically ill, suicidal, institutionalized, homeless, consumed by addiction, and/or incarcerated. As adults, they may experience a trajectory of low functioning, repeated crises, or collapse that ends tragically in early death by illness, addiction, suicide, or violence. Kids who are "different" in some way, such as queer or neuro-atypical, are often targets of extreme scapegoating, both within their family and society at large.

#⊰ ° ‧: ｡* ⚘ 🥀 ━◞ 𝒯𝒶𝑔 ↝ From The Mun ⊱ #⊰ ° ‧: ｡* ⚘ 🥀 ━◞ ℳ𝓊𝓈𝑒 ↝ Dabi ⊱ #⊰ ° ‧: ｡* ⚘ 🥀 ━◞ ℱ𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓂 ↝ My Hero Academia ⊱ #Dabi headcanons #Dabi also has a hint of the rebel but hes obviously not healthy enough to truly fit it in canon. IN MY vigilante au tho hes def The Rebel. #People may question my placement of Natsu but theyre not remembering hes the first to fly for Enji's throat at the drop of a hat #Enji so much as breaths the wrong way around Natsu and Natsus throwing hands. Iconic behavior honestly. #anyway its another post but I think its very cool that it seems Hori is going hard to avert Dabis fate as the collapsed #extremely sexy of him actually people who say Hori doesnt know what hes doing with the todorokis and that #the recent chapters are OOC/written bad lack so much narrative awareness and media literacy its insane to me they say those takes #with their whole chests and think theyre right get off that mans balls u know nothing like little baby hes doing great with the todorokis #LET GO of bad outdated fanon! Embrace Canon! Stop Erasing Natsuo and Fuyumi & mischaracterizing Dabi TODAY we can do it! PLUS ULTRA!

[raytorosaurus]

do you have any advice on getting over post tattoo anxiety? i just got a new one four days ago and it’s the biggest and most visible one i’ve gotten so far and i keep crying and feeling sick when i look at it. it didn’t turn out exactly how i imagined and i can’t stop spiralling about it now

aw i'm sorry!! brains can be very weird about change at first, you're not alone in feeling that way! but you'll get used to it. i'm sure it's actually great and you're just in the processing-newness stage - but even the worst case scenario is just. you'll have a tattoo that might have looked a little nicer to you if it was a little different. and that's not a huge deal tbh. it's just ink! as long as it's nothing offensive, why regret wanting it? and you got it because you wanted it - you got to change a little detail about your body by choice, and you chose to put a bit of art on it, and that's objectively cool! there's no such thing as flawless art and no such thing as flawless bodies and anyone who tells you different is either bigoted or trying to sell you something. remember what it was that made you want the tattoo in the first place, no matter how inconsequential, and hold onto that instead of focussing on the unsettling newness of it.

and like i really mean it when i say body alterations are cool. not in a social-capital or beauty-contest way, but because bodies can be hard to live in and anything that makes you feel a little more grounded in and connected to the one you have is a positive thing. my tattoos genuinely comfort me when i'm having a random chronic illness flareup and i can look at them and think about how i can save money and get as many as i want and it won't be because of genetics or illness or some accident, but because i wanted to. and on top of that i now take better care of my skin because i want to look after my tattoos. and i think of them like that tbh - as little dependents to take care of.

obviously everyone's different and not all of this is gonna gel with you, but genuinely i think what it comes down to is just...well this might sound like a cop-out but deciding that you want to like your tattoo is the first step. i bet you'll get emotionally attached to it very fast if you make yourself think of it affectionately a couple of times - the real emotion will follow. i bet soon you'll notice that some of the things that didn't quite align with your mental image will become things you love or appreciate about it. that's your little friend y'know. perfection doesn't exist and you can love a tattoo just because it's yours. sometimes adjustment just takes a little initial effort.

#i hope this doesn't sound condescending or fake deep i rly mean that! i have one tattoo that i kind of wish was visually a little different #& i pictured it much smaller #but i didn't want to ask the artist to change the design she'd worked on because i'd left my request so late #and now i still think it'd look nicer a bit smaller but like. i genuinely don't care because i love this little guy and it means a lot to m #also sorry this is from hours ago i hope you see this <3 #answered

[auxiliarydetective]

For Part 6, whole set for K'Rala's polycule. And yes, I know what I'm signing up for.

Perfect... Let the games begin!

⚠️LONG POST⚠️ as in extremely long. Nine questions with one answer each for all of K'Rala's five partners. I'm serious, if you’re on desktop, please open it in a new tab and don't unroll it on your dash if you're not committed to reading through it because you'll be scrolling for a while.

1. Who is more protective? Who needs to be protected?

Data and K'Rala aren't very protective of each other when it comes to physical danger. They logically know the other can handle themselves and only step in when necessary. But say anything attacking Data's humanity/dignity and you will be verbally bitch-slapped by K'Rala.

With Will and K'Rala, it's once again pretty even, on a basis of trust. But if one of them gets protective, you’re either faced with a giant or an angry Vulcan - pick your poison. A special situation is a phaser fight though - you'll see later why. If phasers are out, Will immediately becomes 100× more protective.

Now, K'Rala is more physically protective than Deanna while Deanna is more emotionally protective. K'Rala knows Deanna is weaker than her and a lot less of a fighter, which is why they feel the need to protect her. Deanna, in turn, knows that K'Rala overestimates their mental and emotional capacities a lot or just straight up ignores them which can lead to Deanna sometimes hovering over them like a helicopter partner, begging them to just please take a freaking break.

Tasha is definitely the more protective one. It's not that she doesn't trust K'Rala to defend themselves, she does, but it's just in her nature to be protective. In turn, K'Rala lets themselves be protected because she knows it makes Tasha more comfortable to know that her partner is safe.

Continuing the trend of the chief of security, Worf is more protective than K'Rala. A part of him feels like he inherited that duty from Tasha, but it also came very naturally. It's very "small. must be protected." but also "I've only had emotional K'Rala for a day but if anything happened to them, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself." He’s so proud of them for what they've gone through and just wants to support them wherever he can, even though he doesn't show it that openly and affectionately. K'Rala knows though.

2. Who is the one who gets hurt and who takes care of the other when they're injured?

Data is built to withstand great stress, so, obviously, he doesn't get hurt (or damaged, I suppose) too often. K'Rala, on the other hand... Yeah. Data is very gentle with them when they're hurt. He'll systematically assess the injury and the state K'Rala is in before determining the optimal treatment options. You best believe he will carry his partner, whether the injury is particularly bad or not.

Did you know Andorians are very vulnerable to phaser fire? As in deadly vulnerable? Oh yeah. Now, K'Rala may only be ¼ Andorian/Aenar, but if you hit them in the right spot, they will fold like a sheet of paper. If that happens, Will is immediately at their side if in any way possible to take care of them. He's extremely tempted to break off the away mission immediately, but K'Rala will remind him of his duties and he'll begrudgingly settle for leaving their side once he knows they're safe, stable and will be treated. Once he's back from the mission though, he heads straight to sick bay.

Deanna, poor Deanna. Either she's hovering around K'Rala because of a physical injury or K'Rala is glued to her side because Deanna got mentally assaulted again. If it's Deanna taking care of K'Rala, she's very gentle, saying calming words to her and sending all the good vibes she can. If K'Rala is helping Deanna, it really depends on the type of mental assault, but lots of times, they'll be fighting a telepathic wrestling match with the intruder.

In Tasha's case, we're dealing with pre-emotions K'Rala who still has a bit more impulse control. This leads to them getting hurt less, so the hurt person here is Tasha. In her line of work, she obviously collects a few injuries over time. Again, this is pre-emotions K'Rala, so they're not exactly affectionate in their words yet, but they absolutely will shower their lover with acts of service. If nobody's looking, they'll even hold her hand.

Let's be honest, Worf gets tossed around so much in TNG, he even beats K'Rala's record. K'Rala's number one priority if that happens is to get him out of the danger zone - they’re half Vulcan, they absolutely can carry him, but it looks a bit funny. After that, they’re talking to him to either stop him from trying to push through his injury or assure him that he isn't a failure, one of the two. Once it's assured that he'll get treatment, they stop by sick bay every once in a while to check on him, but not too much so he doesn't feel babied.

3. Who wears the other's clothes? What does the other think about that?

I have here a visual demonstration of the heights in this polycule and you might notice something

Clothes sharing usually only goes in one direction here. (By the way, I didn’t pick those models, they change according to the height you enter)

Data doesn't really own any clothes aside from his uniform. Sometimes, when K'Rala gets cold (which they do a lot, after all, their home planet is pretty warm), he'll put his own uniform jacket over theirs to keep them warm. He has worn one of K'Rala's wider robes once and he would absolutely do it again. K'Rala thinks he looks very handsome in them.

Will is definitely the kind of guy to have shirts with fun patterns. You can pry that headcanon from my cold dead hands. Let me tell you, K'Rala adores them and will take every opportunity to ask him for one - and who is he to turn them down? After all, they look absolutely adorable in them and they give them gender euphoria, which is always nice.

K'Rala has a set of Vulcan robes that Deanna absolutely loves. She will wear them around her quarters or K'Rala's and just lounge in them. Plus, she swears they somehow strengthen her connection with K'Rala and they make her feel safe and protected. After her whole falling-apart with her mother, K'Rala is very meh on Vulcan culture, but seeing Deanna so happy about those robes heals the wounds a little. In turn, K'Rala sometimes borrows some more loose-fitting things from Deanna, usually things with traditional Betazoid patterns, because that's a part of their heritage they barely get to indulge in. Deanna adores them for it and showers them with fashion tips. The two of them also definitely own a matching set of at least one piece of clothes.

Oh boy, Tasha and K'Rala - they basically have a shared closet. Whenever they're not in uniform, they constantly wear each other’s clothes. If there’s an event coming up that allows civilian clothes, they plan their outfits together for peak gender slay. Also, remember Tasha's outfit from The Naked Now? Yeah, that's actually K'Rala's. They bought it from a Betazoid vendor despite quite possibly never wearing it and it ended up in Tasha's hands for that specific occasion.

Now, Worf is not the type to share clothes. At least not in most conditions. But on the rare condition that he does shove a piece from his closet into K'Rala's hands, he comes up with some sort of excuse. He never regrets it because K'Rala looks very adorable in oversized clothes.

4. Who is constantly teasing the other? How does that person react?

Data doesn't tease and he doesn't react to teasing, only sometimes getting confused. As such, K'Rala only very rarely teases him, but they sometimes make little quips about his behaviour. It's almost always platonic and without any mature thoughts behind it - aside from when K'Rala murmurs about Data being fully functional. Nobody knows how they found out about that one sentence but they'll never let it go.

Will doesn't really tease a lot, he just flirts. If he ever teases, it's in a platonic sense. That doesn't mean he isn't capable of doing it in the bedroom though. K'Rala does tease a bit more often, usually telepathically or through a brush of their hand. Whenever Will catches them doing it and throws them a look, they put on their pokerface - which is a very-well practiced Vulcan pokerface, so no person that isn't in on their telepathic bond has any clue as to what's going on.

Once again, there's little teasing involved with Deanna and K'Rala, so K'Rala ends up being the bigger tease. Telepathically, of course. These two regularly have whole-ass conversations across their link without anyone ever knowing and nobody will ever know the content of their conversations.

Tasha loves to tease and pre-emotions K'Rala doesn't tease at all. Them suppressing their emotions is exactly why Tasha teases them because she loves to see them crack. Might turn into an arm-wrestling match or something else once they get some alone time.

Worf doesn't tease and K'Rala does, so... It's a pretty dangerous game to tease a Klingon and they're one of the few people who can do it without suffering a terrible fate. It might happen that Worf challenges them to a B'aht Qul (essentially Klingon arm wrestling) which gets pretty intense because they're both very strong. Usually nothing more though because their relationship only very rarely swings that way, if ever at all.

5. Who's more physically affectionate?

Data or K'Rala - tough question! Data generally isn't very versed in affection-giving, so I suppose K'Rala, even though they're also not very physically affectionate with him. But if we're going by who has their hands on the other more, it's K'Rala.

Will, probably. I mean, he's obviously very verbally affectionate and less physically, but he's still Will Riker. Then again, K'Rala does get very handsy in private but only in private because he's still their superior officer.

Deanna and K'Rala- I'd say they're equal. If they touch, it's for telepathy purposes lots of times, whether that's the truth or an excuse. Lots of hand holding, hands on each other’s cheeks, forehead touches...

Worf is not physically affectionate generally and K'Rala is not physically affectionate with him specifically. The only time they touch is when they're sparring which might as well be flirting to them. Their relationship is very ??? as a whole, so nobody has a clue what status they're at, including them.

6. Who's the better cook?

Data! Pure android perfection, nobody beats him.

According to canon, Will's cooking is apparently terrible (except to Worf), so K'Rala is automatically the better cook.

I'd say Deanna and K'Rala are equally good at cooking and like to exchange recipes from their various cultures.

I feel like Tasha is pretty meh at cooking or sees it more as a chore, so if any cooking needs to be done, K'Rala does it and they do it well.

Believe me or not, I think Worf could actually be a good cook. There's only one issue: His palate and that of K'Rala don't match. So, either of them probably considers themselves the better cook.

7. Who's the bigger flirt? How do they handle being flirted at? Do they blush easily or get nervous?

Since Data doesn't (intentionally) flirt, K'Rala wins. They don't really flirt with Data often though because that's not the way their relationship functions. If Data ever does flirt at K'Rala, they're in absolute awe. They're caught so off guard that they have to reboot their brain for a second.

I mean... Will Riker? THE Will Riker? The only one who has any chance at beating his flirting game is Lwaxana Troi. When he first starts doing it, K'Rala has no idea how to handle it. Brain.exe has stopped working. They eventually learn to deal with it and even flirt back, but it takes time. No matter how much time has passed though, they always blush. Not as hard anymore, but it's still there. It's one of Will's reasons for flirting with them (if he even needs any at all, let's be honest), he loves the way their cheeks just turn turquoise and how it contrasts with their skin, eyes and hair (their blood is turquoise by the way - Andorian blue and Vulcan green make turquoise).

Most of the flirting between Deanna and K'Rala happens telepathically and Deanna is the more active party. But she isn't as straightforward about it in public as Riker is, so K'Rala usually can avoid blushing through some good old Vulcan control.

Pre-emotions K'Rala doesn't flirt much if at all, but Tasha definitely does. She loves seeing some emotions glow beneath that logical exterior.

Worf doesn't flirt traditionally but he has read poetry to K'Rala at times to "proof-read" and ask their opinion. K'Rala sometimes flirts with him, but it's rare. But there's sparring, arm-wrestling... you know.

8. Who's the better driver?

When it comes to cars, definitely Data because K'Rala has no idea how to drive a car. With spacecrafts, it actually depends! K'Rala is a damn good pilot and so is Data. If you value precision, want to transport something or pilot a larger vessel, Data is your man. If we're talking about being chased, an antique fighter barely being held together, or similar things best described as "antics", K'Rala reigns supreme.

K'Rala is a better pilot than Will, Deanna, Tasha and Worf. There's not much else to say about it. No matter the situation, they will bring you home. None of them know how to drive a car, so no competition there either.

9. Who removes the spiders/bugs?

Data gently relocates them. K'Rala isn't really scared of either but if they're in places where they shouldn't be, they have to be relocated. The only reason they have Data do it is to go "Look! Cool bug!" and listen to Data give his Wikipedia rant about them.

Will might be inclined to kill a bug if he sees one, so K'Rala relocates them to save their lives.

Deanna actually is scared of spiders and bugs, so K'Rala comes in and removes them.

Tasha is also someone to kill bugs, same situation as with Riker. So, K'Rala removes them.

The bug is dead before K'Rala even knows it existed. Worf will exterminate them.

#ask #evie's ask extravaganza #oc: k'rala #data #will riker #deanna troi #tasha yar #worf #otp: will you share your soul with me? #qpr: we are so human #otp: just a touch of your love #otp: she knows what i think about #otp: everything stays #otp: fight for me

[foulflame]

Fandom stuff.

How do I tell the fandom that Dabi was a useless, weepy, ill adjusted little runt ( AFFECTIONATE ) who wasn't allowed anywhere near Shoto and not a tall, responsible but troubled older brother figure who mother hen'd his younger siblings, especially Shoto, and that Dabi wasn't close to Shoto or particularly close to Fuyumi either but him and Natsu had a toxic codependent sibling thing going on hard core and I'm so sick of the Natsuo erasure and/or Shoto being put in Natsuo's place when that makes no fucking sense w/o pissing off the Horny Dabi simps who cant let go of bad/outdated flavorless wooby fanon characterization. How do I tell the fandom that their portrayal of the Todoroki family dynamic is severely wrong but can be drastically improved by understanding that while Endeavor ( and to a much lesser extent Rei ) were not actually narcissists, the parenting style at the forefront of the family is almost identical to narcissistic parental abuse and looking into this, along with things such as "Narcissistic devaluation" and the "Scapegoat" and the "Golden Child" explains so much that this fandom can't wrap its head around in regard to the extreme emotional / psychological abuse suffered by the Todoroki children without pissing off the Enji simps neck deep in abuse apology cause their fav has fat dilf tits.

Anyway on that subject children who grew up in households that were heavy on the narcissistic parental abuse often fall into "types" with particular traits and heres the Todorokis to a T ( Not including Shoto because his role is very obviously golden child (Masterpiece) and wasn't ever one of the Scapegoats ("failed creations") I mean I could def put him under "Problem Solver" but since he was never actually a scapegoat child its more complex than that for him so heres just my fav little failures ):

Fuyumi - the caretaker

Scapegoated children may provide emotional and/or physical caretaking to one or more parent/stepparent, functioning as a stand-in best friend, spouse, therapist, or nurse. They may be given household responsibilities such as cleaning, cooking, and caring for siblings, while also being targeted with anger and blame for the family's woes. Often intuitive and empathetic, caretaker scapegoats can become powerful healers as adults. But if they continue to prioritize the needs of others over their own they are likely to experience anxiety, poor self-care, resentment, and burnout.

Natsuo - the protector

Children in the protector role step in to defend a parent and/or younger sibling(s) from the dominant narcissist's verbal and/or physical abuse. Such children may be driven to try to protect family members because of their own experience with being scapegoated, or they may become scapegoated in the family system as a result of standing up to the abuse. As adults, children who have confronted the aggression of abusers may become fierce and compassionate advocates for justice and the underprivileged. But they often struggle to recognize their own limits, vulnerability, and need for support.

Toya - the collapsed

Some scapegoated children experience such harsh neglect and abuse, with few sources of support to build resiliency, that they fail to thrive and become mentally unstable, chronically ill, suicidal, institutionalized, homeless, consumed by addiction, and/or incarcerated. As adults, they may experience a trajectory of low functioning, repeated crises, or collapse that ends tragically in early death by illness, addiction, suicide, or violence. Kids who are "different" in some way, such as queer or neuro-atypical, are often targets of extreme scapegoating, both within their family and society at large.

#headcanons

[charliedawn]

What is their reaction when they find out that they may have grown attached to you ?

You know how Jason can be very insecure and self-conscious ? Well. Prepare for a whole new level. He will check himself in the mirror when you're not looking, and if he doesn't like what he is seeing ? He will smash the mirror and go in a corner to sit and move back and forth, to give himself some reassurance. He still remembers what his mother used to tell him.

" Persons are a nuisance, Jason. You don't need them to survive."

But then, why does he feel like he needs you ? He feels conflicted as to what to believe.

Super jumpy ! He will jump almost every time you touch him or lose his grip of the things he is holding, often ending broken and splattered on the floor. He would be as clumsy as Jason and would want you to spend more time with him. However, he would also be scared of you breaking his heart.

" I..I c..care.."

Like many of your patients, Brahms has trouble finding his words. At first, many thought he was mute, like Jason or Michael. This is why hearing him speak to you always means it is important.

" I..I care.."

He wants to say many things, how he cherishes every moment you spend together, how you make his heart race everytime you are near him or how he wants you to be by his side forever..But, he can't. He can just hope that what he feels can be expressed through eye contact. You may not understand what he wants to say, but you still try to understand. You put your hand on his and reply with a compassionate smile.

" I care about you too. You are a very good friend, Brahms.."

Did you just indirectly friendzone him ? Possibly..You walk out and Brahms sighs before sitting on his bed while hugging his doll to comfort him.

" You turn me on."

He will be absolutely frank about it. He will just step up and tell you in front of anyone. He doesn't give a damn if the others hear him as well. Also, creep alert, will watch you sleep. He will sneak in your bedroom in the middle of the night and just look at you sleep. He wants to touch you so bad, but he knows that that would wake you up. And he doesn't want that. He will just admire you from afar, even pretend that you may like him back. He would just want to get close to you, to look at you and wonder what you may be dreaming about..hoping that you are dreaming of him.

" Oh my sweet..You look so perfect when you sleep.."

Now..You know how Five is very serious about his relationship with Dolores ? Well, you better be prepared by lots of imaginary fights between the two of them, and even a break-up ! *gasp* Drama. He would be in a very bad mood and would scream and attack everyone that approaches his personal space. He would also smash everything in his room. Like, everything. So much that the other nurses would be too scared of him and ask you to handle it.

" Hey. Are you okay, Five ? Did something happen ?"

He would snort and look up at you with visible frustration.

" You happened. Dolores and I broke up. Not that she was one to share her feelings anyway."

You frown in incomprehension before asking with a small airy laugh.

" I don't understand, what does that have to do with me ?"

Your question seems to trigger a nerve and he suddenly stands up to look at you dead in the eye with anger and, somehow, pain..

" Everything ! You're too nice ! Too forgiving ! Too perfect ! You wiped our past as if it was nothing, goddammit ! We're serial killers, Y/N! We're monsters and you treat us as if we were..as if we were.."

He doesn't get to finish that sentence as he seems on the verge of tears. He jumps on his bed to sit and hide his face behind his knees. You seem to finally understand the problem and sigh before sitting next to Five.

" It's okay to have feelings, Five. You can't hide them forever. I'm sorry if it upsets you but, I don't think you're all that bad. Sure, you kill and even eat people. But, I've seen you change. You are a lot less violent and a few more months ? And I'm sure you'll be out of here in no time."

He looks up at you again with a sort of desperation, very uncharacteristic of Five, before finally asking in a tearful voice.

" What if..What if I don't want to go back ? Out there, I'm just a freak. But, here ? I got.."

He doesn't finish his sentence, but you guess what he is going to say and smile understandingly.

"..Friends ?"

He doesn't answer, he only suddenly hugs you tightly and hides his face in your skirt. You hesitate before slowly petting the top of his head affectionately. The gesture seems to relax him, but he quickly straightens up and wipes his tears away. He then stands up and apologizes.

" I..I'm sorry, it was highly inappropriate of me. I'll..I'll let you work."

Before you could say anything, he runs out of the room and leaves you confused and worried.

Lots of uncontrollable laughter. More than usual. He is very nervous when you're around him and sometimes cries while laughing, showing that he is deeply ashamed of his condition. He is very bipolar and will sometimes act very casually around you, only to break into tears when you leave the room. He will stare at you and turn his gaze away as soon as you would notice.

" Well, would you look at that ? Sir Sh*tty the clown seems to have a little crush on the nice nurse.."

Pennywise would tease him about it while Penny cackles behind him. Arthur glares at them both before either ignoring them or leaving the room.

No. Nope. Certainly not. He will try to hide from you. He knows very well what he is feeling, and also what happens to the people he feels this way towards. He just managed to get rid of his curse, he is not about to risk getting on a murder rampage again ! Every time he would see you, he would pretend to be busy or hide. One time, he even jumped out the window to get away from you. It is very odd since Michael is normally the most chill and calm out of all the patients. But one look at you ? And he becomes a panicking mess. He has to get away. He doesn't want to hurt you like he hurt everyone else close to him, like he hurt his family..

" Me ? Having feelings ? Ah !"

One word: denial. He doesn't want to hear about things like feelings. He saved you ? Bah. It was only because he was bored. He will deny everything, but still follow you and pop up out of nowhere to see what you're doing. He enjoys talking to you, even if he doesn't want to admit it.

" Pennywise..You're staring again."

Penny would gently warn him as his big brother would pretend to not have done such a thing.

" Can't an old clown appreciate to look at nice things sometimes ?"

Penny frowns, not understanding his big brother's words until Freddy intervenes by popping next to him with a huge grin.

" Let it go, kid. Your big bro is just too much of a chicken to go talk to her.."

Pennywise growls in annoyance at Freddy before raising his middle finger at him.

" F*ck off Freddy ! At least I don't watch her sleep like a total perv !"

That would result in a fight that you would have to break. Again..

" Pennywise..I think I'm sick.."

Pennywise would admit some day to Pennywise that would sigh in annoyance.

" Stop saying stupid sh*t. You know very well that we can't be sick."

But, upon seeing the devastated face of his brother, Pennywise sighs loudly before turning towards him to focus his whole attention on him.

" Fiiinnneee...Tell me."

Penny's mood seems to lit up as his brother seems to be willing to listen to him.

" OK, so it concerns the nurse, Y/N. Everytime they are near me, I feel things in my stomach, like a million kids were kicking me in there..Everytime they touch me, I feel as if a part of me in my chest is about to burst and I feel warm, very very warm. And then, I feel very very bad when they talk to anyone else..It's horrible. I want it to stop..Should I eat them ?"

Pennywise stays silent for a while before saying with an unusual straight face.

" Penny.."

He starts, but Penny starts panicking as he sees the sour look on his brother's face.

" Oh ! It's bad, isn't it ?! What is it ?! How long do I have ?!"

Pennywise rolls his eyes dramatically at his brother's exaggerated reaction before cutting him off in his worried questions.

" Shut up, you idiot ! You're not dying. You're just feeling.."things" for them."

Penny stops talking and frowns in confusion, his eyes diverging in deep concentration, as if trying to understand Pennywise's words.

" Things ?! What things ?!"

He finally asks with his eyes wide open in obvious loss and Pennywise face-palms himself before answering with a loud sigh.

" You're falling in love, you dumb f*ck !"

At the word, Penny's face freezes and his smile goes downwards as he realizes that his older brother is right.

" Oh, sh*t.."

He curses and Pennywise frowns, as Penny hates curses.

" Language ! I'm the only one allowed to use curses, remember ?!"

Penny nods before asking in a worried tone.

" How do I get rid of it ? I don't like it.."

Pennywise can't help but feel sorry for Penny, as he knew better than anyone that there was no turning back..

" I'm sorry kid. But if it's really love ? You can't..like I can't.."

Penny's eyes widen at his brother's confession.

" You..You..love her too ?"

Pennywise seems to realize what he just said and groans before walking away. He didn't want anyone to know, even though Penny is his brother. Penny understands the wish of his brother to be left alone and starts walking out in the garden to think over what his older brother said..Could it be ? Could he really be falling in love ?

Bonus : The deal

The Horde is blindfolded and dragged to another room where a man and a woman are waiting for them. At first look, he can already tell that this man is one of the unworthy. The unbroken. The weak..His interest is cut short and he then turns towards the woman sitting next to him. Now, this one was interesting..Her eyes betrayed a much deeper complexity and she had a scar running from her forehead to her left cheek that proved she was worthy.

" You..You are broken. Rejoice.."

The woman smiles, but before she could start talking, her partner does it for her.

" Mister Wendell Crumb, we have a mission for you."

But Kevin only grits his teeths at the man.

" You are impure..I want to kill you.."

The man arks an eyebrow, but ignores his threat.

" Fine. Whatever. But first, I want you to be my spy. We didn't get you out of this prison for nothing, mister Wendell Crumb. We want you to be our little spy in the facility. We want you to find out how a certain miss L/N managed to control the patients outside of the facility. Do that, and you'll be as free as a bird..Do we have a deal ?"

He frowns, they wanted him to spy on a nurse ? She must be quite special for them to go to such lengths, to use him as a spy..Yes, quite the unique prey. The Beast was already impatient and Kevin licks his lips before nodding.

" Fine, but on one condition. When you're finished with her, I get to eat her heart.."

The request seems to take the man aback, but it is the lady that Kevin is looking at. She smiles coldly before nodding in agreement.

" Deal."

Kevin finally smiles widely and can't help the excited giggle that gets out from deep within him. Then, the dark and low voice of the beast makes itself heard as the smile grows almost ferocious as he announces. .

" Let the hunt begin.."

#fandoms #fanfic #imagine #slashers #pennywise 1990 #pennywise 1990 x y/n x pennywise 2017 #pennywise 2017 #pennywise x reader #brahms heelsire x reader #number five x reader #arthur x reader #the joker x reader #jason voorhees x reader #michael myers x reader #freddy krueger x reader

[masterwords]

burst the clouds

Summary: Hotch has a procedure and really really wants a purple slushy.

Warnings: hurt/medical procedure, food, sedatives

Pairings: Hotch/Morgan

Words: 2.9k

Notes: I basically cannot write right now, and I'm very sorry. I was just in the mood for very soft and very affectionate domestic Hotchgan. This centers around an outpatient scope, but it's all just SO SOFFFFFTTT. It all started because of the 50 Types of Kisses Prompt "One person pouting only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person" and snowballed from there.

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“I hate this.”

It was just a scope, but then, anything could become a monster if you let it. Hotch didn't usually let it, didn't have time to stare down his monthly calendar and the scheduled appointments. It wasn't worth it, most of the time. Every appointment was written in pencil, easily erased and moved to another date in the swing of his yearly pendulum. It was lucky his doctor trusted him enough to talk to him by phone when it came time to renew certain medications, it was either that or he'd have to stop taking them after rescheduling enough times that he began getting threatening letters from the office. Profuse apologies helped placate them, and a new system was developed...but he would have to make some sacrifices on their behalf as well.

One of those was agreeing to semi-annual scans in place of a number of check-ups. All that to say, he really should be used to this by now, but after a week of worsening stomach pain (he called it discomfort, Derek told him to stop trying to find more palatable ways to describe it and give it the proper name) and more than a few nights spent sick in the bathroom or sleeping sitting up on the couch, he had to make time for his doctor.

Derek smiled easily, lounging in the waiting room chair. It was too early to be full, just a few old people sipping coffee from styrofoam cups and the two of them. Aaron was fidgeting, knee bouncing, counting holes in the ceiling. It was driving Derek more than a little crazy and taking all of his restraint not to pin his legs in place.

“They're gonna knock you out soon, take it easy.”

It wasn't easy, though. Hospitals were never easy, not with Aaron. They hadn't been easy before Foyet but they certainly got harder after. Emergencies were one thing, that rush of adrenaline or blissful unconsciousness relegated most of that fear to the back of the room where it belonged but these...the ones he could stare at on the calendar, or had time to prepare himself for, there was an uneasy week of walking on eggshells that lead up to a morning of landmines. The promise of sedation was only minimally appealing, he really needed to be knocked out for the entire week in preparation. At this juncture, sitting in the chair with what felt like a burning ball of lead in his stomach, the only positive he could figure was that at the end of it there might be relief from his pain. His discomfort, which had definitely gone beyond the scope of that word in the last two days. At first they had suggested an MRI, and it was still on the table if symptoms persisted without any findings and that was worse. He hated the machine, found lying still to be oppressive and difficult, was always a nervous wreck about the results, the thrumming of the machine hurt his ears. There was a laundry list that went on for ages, and never once included simple fear. He hated it because he was afraid in there. Unable to move, lost in his thoughts and to put it mildly, the thoughts that swirled through the pounding in his skull were always deeply unpleasant. If he could push past those, he had to focus intently on stopping the electrical pulses pulling his fingers together, a nervous habit of self-soothing that didn't just vanish because someone told you to hold still.

So, lost in contemplative silence, hoping and praying that this procedure would give them whatever answers he needed, his knee bounced until they called him back. Safely in the solitude of the hallway, Derek slipped his hand into Aaron's and continued walking. Rubber soles echoed in the corridor and Aaron rubbed his fingertips over Derek's knuckles instead of his own thumb, wearing at the skin and dancing over sinew and bone. Derek tensed his hand, pulsed his fingers and kept him moving forward only a few steps behind the nurse but in their own world.

A hospital gown and slipper socks with grippers, a small cup of shocking white pills that would be backed up by an IV later if needed, another chair, a quiet room. Aaron's knee bounced again, up and down, quickly while Derek tapped out a few emails. They were off for the day, but that didn't mean the work stopped. It was a constant torrent, even on weekends. Especially on weekends. As he neared the bottom of his mailbox, Aaron's knee slowed and he peered over to catch heavy lids and slow blinking, the look of fear receding and being replaced by a tired reluctance to accept his fate.

“You're thinking about that slushy I promised, aren't you?”

Aaron hummed and let his head drop back against the wall, eyes drifting shut in sleepy contemplation. He shivered and folded his arms over his chest, tucked his hands in tight. “Grape.” It was going to feel good. They promised his throat wouldn't be too sore afterward, but he'd had enough experience to know otherwise. It was going to burn, and he hadn't eaten anything since dinner the night before...that slushy was the holy grail as far as he was concerned. It was pulling him through. He salivated just thinking about it, though the drugs may have been more to blame for that. In truth, it was the first thing that didn't turn his stomach in days and in many small ways he knew he was making too much of it but as the dense fog settled over his senses, that burden didn't weigh too much.

By the time he was in the wheelchair, he was swimming in a pool of icy grape flavored purple dreams and smiling. “Love you,” he mumbled and Derek leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

“Be nice to them back there.”

All Derek could think as they wheeled Aaron away from him was that he should have said he loved him back.

He couldn't really blame himself, though. The ultrasound shouldn't take too long, an hour to insert the little camera on its string down his throat, take some pictures and give him back. At least that was how Derek chose to think about it, because if he got more technical about it (as Spencer had, many times, over the last few days because it isn't a camera on a string, it's an endoscopic ultrasound and see...he tuned him out at a certain point, mostly for Spencer's safety) it made his own stomach hurt. Derek thought he'd done a good job of not showing his own mounting fear. The same fear that gnawed at him each time, what if they find something? What if a routine check shows them something terrible? As Aaron had calmed, as his pulsed slowed and they brought in the wheelchair to take him back, Derek had looked down and saw that his own knee was bobbing with some ferocity where it hadn't before. His heel clicked against the linoleum floor and his ears heard the faint echo of a word. A name, chanted in the cadence of his anxiety. Foyet. Foyet. Foyet. A call from Jessica asking if Aaron had decided on a flavor, if they had any idea how long it would be so she'd make it back in time after dropping Jack off for a soccer game he assured them it was okay to miss and he was distracted enough to pace a little in the small waiting area. Pacing was better than the bouncing knee. Pacing was productive, it was moving, it took real time. That damn bouncing knee was nervous energy he couldn't afford.

Jess arrived with her hands full right on time, at least the time they'd been given. A huge hot coffee for Derek and a purple slushy for Aaron that she sat on a small end table covered in out of date magazines. They paced together, going over the plan for the day, the rest of the weekend, what the prognosis might look like. A lot of useless speculation.

“Jack wasn't mad, was he?”

“No, he's fine, really. He said his team is going to lose anyway...probably a lie to make you feel better about being bad dads.” She smirked and followed him around the room, burning a path through the worn old office carpet and watching the clock tick slowly further and further away from when they thought he'd be done. Jess stared mournfully at the slushy that was now less slush and more juice. Bad juice. Flavored purple sugar water. She wrinkled her nose and frowned.

“Shit,” she whispered, swirling the red spoon straw in the liquid. “What's taking them so long?”

A new nurse appeared shortly after with Aaron still in a gown, his face pale and drawn. “Well we had a few hiccups but we got through it. Had to up his dose a little after we got him in there so he's really gonna be out of it for a while. They'll call with the results in a few days, in the meantime...you know the drill.”

You know the drill, Aaron hated that the most. Even in his hazy, half-awake daze he knew what that meant...it had been the same for years, and would be maybe for the rest of his life. Semi-annual scans, labwork and pills...the chance at a somewhat healthy life taken from him. He tried not to give it too much thought or time, he focused on it only as much as he needed. Pulling his pills from the little plastic rainbow box on his kitchen counter while he waited for the coffee to brew (and forcing them down with that first blissful burning gulp), making sure expiration dates and refill dates were double and triple checked, doctor's appointments in pencil on the calendar months ahead of time. None of it seemed to dominate his days anymore, just background noise, until something upset the balance. In this case, the doctor thought maybe a rogue stomach bug that his body just couldn't seem to fight off completely...they'd know in a few days. Until then, business as usual. Discomfort or pain, it didn't matter what it was called at this point. Nausea, insomnia, it all fell under the same you know the drill heading.

His eyes lit on the slushy cup and his smile followed, lopsided and slow but hitting Jess like a freight train. She realized, right then, that she should have tossed it. Gotten rid of the evidence. “Oh Aaron,” she began, shaking her head. “Your procedure took more time than I thought and it melted. We'll have to stop on the way home.”

The unmistakable shine of tears appeared almost too quickly and Jess shot a desperate glance at Derek, pleading with him to fix it. Normally she'd be on it, prepared for whatever emotion might come at her, but she had to admit she'd been a little more nervous this time than she'd let on and this was how that came out. None of them had quite bounced back from the last scare, no matter how they thought they had. To her dismay, Derek looked as panicked as she felt. As the tears rolled from his lashes, blazing trails down his pale cheeks, she rushed out the door and down the hallway. If she hurried she could run to the gas station on the corner, grab the damn replacement slushy and be back by the time he was out of the gown and into his clothes. Let Derek figure out how to push and pull him into real clothes while he didn't have any real control of his limbs, her job was easy in comparison.

Except they didn't have grape. Of fucking course. She didn't curse often, but she muttered her second swear of the day under her breath as she stood and gawked at the offending machine. It was cherry and blue raspberry, and if he wasn't doped up on meds and crying, if he had been able to keep down any food over the last few days, she would probably just mix the two into a purple concoction the way Jack liked and hope he didn't notice but she would feel like a monster now. Scratch that, she would actually be a monster. So, blue it was; she was sure that was his second favorite anyway, and if he couldn't have his first choice what else was she supposed to do? Come back empty handed?

The closer she got to the doctor's office, staring down into the shocking blue abyss of the cup, she was filled with dread. It wasn't going to work, in fact it might make things worse.

He didn't cry the second time, but he didn't look happy. Sullen was the word Derek would use, if he had to pick one, even as Aaron thanked her in his raspy quiet voice. Slowly, like he was underwater, he had maneuvered into his clothes and leaned a little heavily against Derek while they walked, holding the slushy and taking an occasional sip. Of course it was good, it was fine, the ice in his throat was soothing and really the flavors were mostly sugar and barely resembled anything vaguely like real fruit so it really didn't matter. Except for some reason it did.

“I'm sorry, Aaron,” she said, climbing into the driver seat while Derek folded himself into the back. “I got you a grape one first at that little store by Jack's school, but the store closest only had cherry and blue raspberry.”

“It's alright,” he whispered, sulking. She rolled her eyes, but Derek couldn't find it in himself to be irritated. Aaron didn't ask for things often, usually just accepted what you gave him gratefully because the thought was really the important part. He truly believed that. The idea that anyone thought of him was more than enough to find him almost teary-eyed in gratitude, but he'd been so worked up over the scope that he'd used the grape slushy as a focal point to pull himself through it. Silly and childish, he knew it, but he couldn't think his way past the warm, dense fog of the sedatives or the way his throat ached for the sting of grape. The drugs made his veins feel heavy and thick, his brain like pudding.

He fell asleep with his cheek against the window on the short car ride home.

The pout was erased by a kiss, at least briefly, as Derek helped him settle himself onto the couch with his heated blanket. With any luck he would sleep off the rest of the morning's activities and what was left of the medications turning him to sludge. The kiss was laced with a goofy grin, sleepy heavy eyelids, words that weren't words at all through lips that didn't want to work. Derek was sure he heard something about blue raspberry being okay but grape being better, quickly followed by a slightly dramatized raspy cough, though he might just have been making it up. Aaron on sedatives was a trip and a half, something he might never get used to. It was all the years of immaturity he neatly pressed into tailored suits suddenly seeping through. He didn't hate it, even if it was a little irritating. In any case, all that really came out were a slurred few syllables stopped by another series of sloppy kisses as he chased the warmth of Derek's lips.

“I love you,” he whispered against Aaron's lips and he heard the other man mumble something incoherent as his muscles relaxed into the couch. He slept hard, deeper than usual, one arm thrown over his face to block out what little sunlight filtered in through the curtains. It gave Derek and opportunity to run out and produce what he knew would solve all the world's problems.

Or, at least put a band-aid on Aaron's broken heart.

When he woke, he no longer felt the deep sadness over the slushy and felt more than a little ashamed of himself for the way he'd behaved. That didn't alleviate the pang of wistful longing that came with the idea of the grape slushy, but would be enough to keep him apologizing for the rest of the day. The fog was more of a mist now, and he knew that would stick with him for most of the day, he'd move a little slow and stumble a little as he walked, but his thoughts wove themselves together and he was able to function at least by the time Jack was home not wanting to talk about how badly they'd gotten their asses beat. All he wanted to do was beg Derek to take him to the field so he could practice more after eating his way through the kitchen.

“What's this nasty looking bowl in the freezer, dad?” Jack asked, handing the bowl to Derek with a frown. Derek elbowed him in the ribs and told him to shut up.

“I know it isn't exactly what you wanted...” Derek said approaching where Aaron sat on the couch, tipping his chin upward for another kiss and a soft smile. “But I got you something that I knew wouldn't melt while you slept.” He handed Aaron the small bowl and a spoon, the contents of which were blissfully icy chunks of frozen purple grape juice. The cloying sweet smell was intoxicating. Aaron stood to lean into the kiss, pressing their foreheads together. He set the bowl on the table so he could wrap both arms around Derek's waist and kept him there, flat against him.

“It's perfect. Thank you.”

#aaron hotchner #derek morgan #jessica brooks #criminal minds #hotchgan #mortch #fanfiction #hurt hotch

[serodev]

𝐙𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐲-𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Warnings: None! But there's tooth-rotting fluff ahead!

Pairing: Zenitsu x male!reader

Note(s): Thank you so much for this ask! Zenitsu is a perfect househusband, and he should be treated as such. I hope that this drabble is what you were looking for! [PART 2]

Original ask: Hiii!!! It's so lovely seeing a new gn/male reader blog! I was wondering if you could write about Reader (male, he/him pronouns) teasing Zenitsu by calling him "my wife", "my househusband" (even though they're not married ((yet)) ) and other sickeningly sweet nicknames when they're both being domestic. Maybe add reader being very physically affectionate (hugging zeni's waist, putting hands in his hair, holding his hand, etc) and Zenitsu getting really flustered. apologies if this is too specific (´∀｀*) I hope you have a good day or night!!

Zenitsu would've never known how clingy and lovey-dovey you could become when you two started dating. You had always been affectionate by giving hugs and head pats to Tanjiro and his squad, but you had always been a bit shy with your words, or at least Zenitsu thought so. However, he turned to be wrong as hell.

It took a long time and some hard pestering from Tanjiro and Inosuke for you two to confess your feelings to each other, and when it happened, it felt Zenitsu could've drowned in the amount of love you were giving to him. It didn't take long for you to make up new pet names for the blond boy you had managed to get together with, and it didn't take long for him to do the same back to you. Inosuke actually thought that you two were sick at first because you were blushing all the time due to your loving nature, but Tanjiro managed to shut him up before he could've said something hurtful to the two of you, and you ended up shooting a thankful smile for the brunet.

Life felt amazing with Zenitsu in it, and he felt the same way towards you. That's why it didn't come out as a surprise when he ended up talking about getting married. You knew about his tendencies of wanting to get married quickly, but you couldn't help but smile hopefully at the thought. Not only because you were madly in love with Zenitsu, but also because you two made a great couple.

"Love of my life-" You started talking to get Zenitsu's attention as you two were spending some time in the small house you have bought with shared funds. "Ye- Yes?" The blond stuttered, and you couldn't help but smile as you were looking at him. You actually ended up falling into your own thoughts until Zenitsu's tiny and questioning hum snapped you out of them. "I was wondering if you could help me make some dinner? I love the food you make." You asked him in a slightly pleading tone, hoping that it would make your future husband respond positively. It worked in the end, and you couldn't help but giggle happily when Zenitsu nodded and walked to you. You two shared hugs and kisses before you stepped slightly to the side so that Zenitsu could start cooking, but you didn't leave him alone. No, no- that would be so mean from the world's best boy's boyfriend; That's why you ended up hugging him from behind while you looped your arms around his waist, and you pressed a light kiss on his nape. The reaction that you got out from the boy was absolutely delightful because you could see how his ears and cheeks became so much redder, and you couldn't help but smile happily.

"Y/n... That's so mean..." Zenitsu whined when he got a chance to do so, and he turned around to look at you with a tiny pout on his lips. You smiled at him before you leaned in to kiss him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You're just the perfect househusband that a man could ever wish for." You replied, and you could see how the blond's mind stopped working for a while. "Idiot... I can't wait to marry you so that I can call you officially my husband." That was the only thing that Zenitsu said before he turned around to pay attention to the food he was making, and you couldn't help but lean into him, smiling lovingly as you nuzzled your cheek against his back.

Yeah, you couldn't wait for that either.

Author's note: Not going to lie this made me squeal and smile more than a few times. I hope that this was something you were looking for! And once again, thank you for the ask!

#agatsuma zenitsu #zenitsu agatsuma #kny zenitsu #zenitsu x you #zenitsu x y/n #zenitsu x reader #kny x reader #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #sero writes #male reader #kamaboko squad #request

[lick-me-lennon22]

George caring for a sick Dhani 💜

(thank you to @pmak2002 for this request!! it was supposed to be just a blurb but I did a little research beforehand and it ended up pretty much becoming a whole fic 😅 oops... either way, I hope you enjoy this one! 💕)

When Dhani wakes up for school on Monday morning, he immediately knows something his wrong. His throat is sore, his nose is runny, and his muscles ache like nothing he's felt before. He painstakingly drags himself out of bed, clutching the sheet around him, and heads straight to his parents' bedroom where he finds his mum Olivia still in bed. Dhani notices that the bathroom door is cracked open and cautiously steps inside to find his father, George, brushing his teeth. "Dad..?" he says quietly, voice hoarse. George startles, turning around to see Dhani in his unfortunate state and spits his mouthful of toothpaste into the sink, letting the water wash it down the drain before turning the tap off. "What is it, my boy? You sound bloody awful..," he gently presses the back of his hand to Dhani's forehead to assess his temperature. "You seem to be running quite the fever, son- let's get you to the doctor, all right? Just let me finish up in here and I'll be right out to take ye" George says. Dhani nods weakly, coughing into his elbow, and shuffles out of the room. George jumps into action- he swishes and spits some mouthwash, changes out of his sleepwear into a button-up and jeans, and sprints to the car, his son following close behind him and hopping into the passenger's seat.

 

"This is ridiculous.." George mutters under his breath as he walks his son out of the clinic and gets into the driver's seat of his car. They had been able to see the doctor almost instantly upon arriving; he had taken some swabs, run a few tests, and determined that Dhani had contracted the flu: "He probably picked it up from school," the doc had said. When George had requested a prescription of some kind to alleviate his son's symptoms, the doctor simply shook his head: "I'm afraid there isn't much we can do for him. The flu's been going around at many schools, I've seen a lot of children this past week with the same complaints. As it stands, all I can tell you is to give him some over-the-counter medicine, bring him some saltwater to gargle for that sore throat, and be sure he gets plenty of fluids and bedrest." George tried to argue, stating that there must be something he can do to cure Dhani of his illness sooner- but as the doc's hands were tied and George didn't want to subject his son to more stress, he took Dhani by the hand and led him out of the office, through the lobby, and back to the car. "Alright, my boy," George sighs- "seeing that the doctor was no help whatsoever, we're headed straight to the drugstore for anything that'll help you feel better. Sound good?"

"Yeah Dad, sounds good" Dhani croaks out and smiles weakly, glad just to spend some time with his father. Being a famous musician and all, George isnt able to spend as much time with his son as he'd like to, a lot of it consumed by work and media-related endeavors. Dhani admired his Dad more than anyone else in his life and though they rarely got the chance to hang out nowadays, they were practically best friends and had formed a close bond throughout his childhood. George was always a fun parent, bringing his son along to festivals and such ("Don't tell yer mum," he'd say with a grin), and sticking up for Dhani to authority figures and even other kids at his school- he was fiercely protective of his boy. However, he was also a gentle parent who allowed Dhani the chance to explore and express himself, and had fostered a mutual respect between the two of them since his son was but a toddler.

"I'm pulling you from school for the whole week" "But what if I'm- *cough*- all better before then?" "Just in case, Dhani- it's not like you really need them and their indoctrination, anyway.." George grumbles, never having been a fan of traditional schools or their teachings. Dhani however has always cared about his grades and paid close attention to the lessons he's been taught, in spite of what his father thinks. "...Okay, Dad" he says meekly, wanting to protest but unwilling to sacrifice more quality time with his famous father. George pulls into the parking lot of the nearest drugstore and marches in, intent on gathering all the supplies his sick boy could need: tissues, lozenges, cough syrup, pain medication, ice packs, and even more tissues- 'just in case.' He makes his way to the checkout, queuing up, paying for the items and hauling his bags back to the car. He drives Dhani home as quickly as possible, carrying him to bed and tucking him in before calling and cancelling any studio time, interviews, or collaborations he'd previously planned. There's only one committment he can't cancel- dinner with Paul tonight for the first time in ages. George sets his son up with all of the remedies he'd bought and tells his wife Olivia everything about the situation, including the "unhelpful and useless" doctor they had gone to see. She of course agrees to care for Dhani, sending her husband on his way to dinner with one of his long-time best friends.

 

The following day George rises just before noon, having stayed up late to pal around with Macca. He runs the few errands on his agenda, including grabbing his family some lunch, and pulls into his driveway back home where he spots the vehicle of none other than Richard Starkey parked outside. He makes his way to his son's room to discover that Uncle Ringo had come to visit the sick young lad (having found out from Paul that Dhani had come down with a bad case of the flu), joking and cheering him up to distract him from his poor state. The two close friends chat for some time in the living room before Ritchie departs, Olivia checking up on Dhani in the meantime. George thanks his wife and dismisses her from her nurse duties, taking on the responsibility himself. He tiptoes to his son's bedroom cautiously and enterd to see that he's been tucked in, the ice pack George had picked up from the store the previous day resting on his forehead, half-lidded eyes trained onto the telly. "Dhani..?" "Oh- *cough*- hey, Dad"

George approaches the bed and sits down carefully, holding a paper bag out to Dhani. "I brought you a burrito- your favorite," he grins down at his son, who takes the bag: "Really? *cough*- Thanks Dad, you're the best!" he says, hands emerging from the blankets to tear into the treat. George stays sat on the bed, determined to spend time with his sick boy and make sure he knows how loved he is. Glancing around the room at the piano and guitars he's bought and played with Dhani, then back to the young man, Ringo's words from earlier echo in his mind: "He's growing up into such a wonderful lad. He's just like you, ye know- good looks and all."

Olivia had always said they were very alike, but he'd usually dismissed the observation... until now. George couldn't help but realize that they were right- though he was but eleven years old Dhani was already becoming a very talented and creative musician, having learned much about music from his dad. He'd certainly taken after his Beatle father in that regard, and they were in fact very similar- not to mention their near identical looks. Sharing his Dad with the world had been difficult and a bit isolating for Dhani despite his many school mates. He admired and looked up to George from a very young age, always striving to be just like him. As Dhani grew up before George's eyes, he became more and more like his father by the day and George was immensely proud.

His train of thought was broken suddenly when Dhani finished the burrito, crumpling the paper bag and tossing it into the bin. He landed the throw, earning a hearty laugh and a high five from his father. He closed his eyes and laid back, George stroking his hair gently, the two of them cherishing this moment of father-son love. "Are you gettin' sleepy, Dhani?" he asked tenderly- his son nodded in response, already drowsy despite the brightness of the late afternoon sun. "Tell you what- I'll play you a lullaby, that way you can rest easier and know that I'm here beside you." "Dad," Dhani chuckled, "aren't I a little too old for that?" he lied, secretly longing for the affectionate gesture. George grabbed his son's acoustic guitar from its stand and begin to tune it: "You're never too old for yer old man's love and attention, eh? Now you just relax, close your eyes, and rest." Dhani didn't protest any further, heeding his father's instructions with a soft smile on his face. With that, George began to play- he chose "Here Comes The Sun," fingers strumming the strings gently and with care, dedicating the sweet words to his beloved son. By the time he was finished Dhani was fast asleep- grin faltering as he drifted off, but still visible on his lips. George placed the guitar back on the stand gently, taking care not to wake the sleeping lad. He smiled to himself, tears welling in his eyes as he turned to admire his son's peaceful face. "I love you, my boy," he whispered, placing a gentle kiss on Dhani's forehead before tip-toeing out of the room and shutting the door cautiously. Back pressed against the wooden door, George let his eyelids fall shut and sighed: "Sweet dreams, Dhani." ♡

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