#dont hug me im scared red guy x reader

[dyinginxxtyle]

Red Guy Relationship Headcanons ☁️

ღ Reader is GN | Established Relationship | Just sweet little things to boost my account !

Initially, Red is VERY awkward. Poor dude has little to no experience in the dating game, and you’re his first test subject! Hooray! Nonetheless, he is very blunt about things and doesn’t hold back from telling you about stuff he wants to do with you, what he feels is wrong, etc.

He’s slow and gentle when becoming more accustomed to any physical affection. Whether that be holding hands, a hug, or a kiss- he’s not going to that good at it. He’ll attempt to hold your hand at an ungodly angle or simply brush his lips against yours instead of an actual kiss. Please forgive him, he’s trying.

On the account that you as well aren’t comfortable with physical affection, Red feels slightly relieved. On one hand he doesn’t have to feel awkward or embarrassed, but on the other he’s unsure of how else he can show his love for you, as he’s not much of a sweet-talker.

Communication is absolute KEY in this relationship and will 99.99% solve most of your issues or misunderstandings. He’s quite blunt, which is definitely a plus. Though sometimes that gift of his can be a little... much, you appreciate the openness regardless.

Not only is communication key, but patience as well. Red is not by any means a fast paced guy. Slow and steady wins the race. Not to mention he breaks under pressure and his shouting volume is terrifying. Could possible make you go deaf, who knows. You’ve fortunately never heard it.

Definitely does not show almost all of his emotions outwardly. Yes his face is covered, but I’m talking body language, voice, or even just a hint of an emotion in his eyes. Thank God he’s blunt, or you’d be entirely confused about Red’s feelings. It stresses you out a little, but you always remind yourself that’s just Red, he’s never doing it maliciously or purposefully.

If you two ever cuddle, Red’s body is an INSANE heater. You’re freezing cold, almost in a vegetative state? Fingers can’t move? You JUST climbed Mount Everest? No worries, he’s got you. It can be a tad bit uncomfortable in the summer. Not like you mind though. Being in your lover’s arms is enough.

Whilst Red may not outwardly show his emotions, and can be a little aloof, he still holds much love and care in his heart for you as he possibly can. That’s a fact. Anyone else (duck & yellow) who knows him can confirm that for you. Never forget it.

WANNA REQUEST? READ HERE!

[colliholly]

Red guy likers come get your food pspspsps

[lovelybunn]

ㅤㅤㅤ ﹙ 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖽.﹚

warning(s): smut, swearing

author's note: this is lowkey so fanon it's not even funny but it's fine. and i love red guy so i'll project on him as much as i'd like, f u + ratio + leave if u don't like it idc. /lh

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"hm? you say you 'love' me? thank you. i guess i do, too." red flashes his canines at you; a warm, gentle smile welcomed you. it only lasted for a second though, before his focus went completely back on the television in front of him. you rolled your eyes playfully before laying down next to your boyfriend.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲.

his autism makes it a bit hard for him to show his affection/emotions, but he really does try his best.

he may act kind of cold and/or misunderstand certain social cues, but he does it all in good faith.

red loves being generally around you. there doesn't need to be a conversation– or even any touching for that matter, just being in your presence gives him a sense of comfort.

red speaks in a very monotonous voice, not intentionally of course, but it does cause confusion in translation. what makes it even worse is that sarcasm is literally his main sense of humor.

"hon, i left some chives in the fridge. can you go fetch them for me, please?" your boyfriend hummed. the smell of fresh cut onions frying in olive oil filled your nostrils. red was preparing some kind of dish, but he refused to tell you what it was. you about drooled imagining all the possibilities; no matter what it was, you knew red was bound to make it delicious.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲.

red unironically loves to cook, so his love language is to feed you with his culinary specialities.

he has an over 200 page recipe book that would be illegible and unorganized without the help of duck with a variety of dishes from tiramisu to korean style corn dogs.

the only thing he won't even think about cooking is red meat. it reminds him too much of organs and that makes him physically sick to his stomach.

if you guys are making bread or something, red will press his body close against yours and guide your hands while softly whispering you instructions.

"why do you keep staring at (name) like that?" yellow bellowed, his head tilted to the side with curiosity. red snapped his focus towards yellow. his tone was mildly harsh as he responded, "what? i'm not staring. i'm just looking at them. am i not allowed to look at my own partner anymore?" duck scoffed, flipping through the newspaper absent-mindedly. "don't get all defensive, he does have a point, it's quite... awkward to watch on the sidelines." before red could come up with a snarky remark, you pranced in, looking as happy as can be. duck smirked while yellow became a giggly mess. you didn't understand what the commotion was about, but red looked like he was about to explode.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲.

even in the long term, red acts like you're simply unreachable like his chances of ever finding his real family.

he absolutely adores viewing you from afar. your like some kind of abstract painting to him: weird, confusing, yet so beautiful in his eyes.

he even has little fantasies and daydreams about you two, but red keeps the thoughts to himself, afraid you may debunk his ideas entirely.

his two mates tease him to hell about you two, but he always keeps his cool no matter much he wants pop their little skulls open.

ㅤ𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚! 𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗧 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗨𝗧!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖭𝖲.

he's 1000% a bottom, no question. he needs you to control and use him until he's nothing but a shriveled up disgusting milked dry mess.

forget a horse, all the horsepower you need is right in red's lap!

red is always in the mood for head, no joke it's almost as if that thing is always hard as mount everest.

in contrast to the point above, red's sex drive is really low, but when he is horny, it's like witnessing a dog in heat.

he's a whimper/mewler. he can't help it, you just make him feel so fucking good.

red's ability to speak completely shuts down when having sex. it just become incoherent babbles at that point.

pretty much inexperienced, but once red gets the hang of it, it's on and poppin' partner ;).

no bdsm. absolutely not. abuse? of him or you, especially you? hell no.

exhibitionism is also a no-no. red believes sex should be a private intimate experience, and he's already fully aware of who he belongs to and vice versa.

red's praise kink is down so horrendously that you can simply say "good job" in a casual conversation and he'll get hard.

red prefers to cum inside you, wouldn't mind if you were like "ew that's gross /hj"

speaking of his cum, he got alot of it, and it goes everywhere when you give him head.

[cherrygummycandy]

Roommate wanted

DHMIS main trio x Roommate!Reader

(I lied, I was going to post a different pic but forgot I had this in my drafts!)

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Bright colors shine through the windows of the small pink house, cascading off the checker print tiles. This light however, was suddenly dashed with a grunt from a green feathered bird as he slammed shut a curtain. "Ugh, can't the sun move somewhere else, it's ruining my light..." The bird grumbles, readjusting the mirror he has set up on the kitchen table. "Y'alright?" A tall red man asks absentmindedly from the other side of the table, not bothering to look up from his paper. "No! I'm not alright. I'm trying to brush my hair, and the sun is blinding me." The third and final member of the table perks up at this, now interjecting.

"But, you don't have hair, you're a bird." The yellow boy says, head tilted in confusion as he shovels cereal into his mouth. "Feathers are hair for birds, idiot." Duck snaps, The yellow one looks down sadly at this, a slight whine as he goes back to his cereal.

After a few minutes, Red sighs and puts down his paper. "Y'know, I thought something would have happened by now." He says. Duck's brow furrows as he looks up from his mirror, setting down his comb. "You're right, I'm bored. Someone do something. Call someone." He orders. "Call someone? Do we have a phone?" Yellow asks. "Nah, I think that electric person took it a few days ago, remember?" The three shiver at the memory of the small electric girl, and the sounds she made when they swapped her batteries. Duck snaps out of it first, and throws his mirror off the table. "Well, find something to do-" "What's this?" Yellow interjects, picking up the newspaper.

"DON'T INTERRUPT ME!" Duck screeches, only to be ignored by Red. "It's a newspaper." "But what's this say?" Yellow points to an ad, that reads 'Roomate wanted, apply at address below'. Red takes the paper from him, looking closer. "S' a roommate ad. Y'know, for people you live with, like us." He explains, before pausing. His eyes narrow. "Huh. This is our address." Duck snatches the paper. "Our address-" He looks up, even more annoyed. "You put out an ad for another roommate? Am I not enough?". Red shakes his head. "I didn't put out an ad, and he probably didn't either." He glances at yellow. "I don't even think he can read." Red continues to examine the ad, trying to ignore Duck's squabbling. In all this noise, Yellow seems to be the only one to hear a knock on the front door. He hops down from his chair, and heads out of the kitchen. "Where's he going?" Duck asks. The two follow him and peek around the doorframe, watching as he opens the door.

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"Uhm, hello?" You greet, looking down at the odd yellow fellow. "Hello!" He greets you, staring up at you blankly. You wait a few moments, but he doesn't go on. "Oh, for god's sake-" A green bird in a tweed jacket pushes him aside with a grunt. "Who're you?" He asks, eyeing you up and down with furrowed brows. "I'm Y/N, I saw an ad in the paper." You reach into the bag hanging at your side and pull out the scrap of paper. "Yeah, says here 'Roomate wanted'.". You try to hand the bird the paper, but he swats it away. "We've seen the ad, we didn't send it! Go away!" He squawks, attempting to shut the door. A red foot stops it from closing all the way, and a much larger red figure looks down at the bird. "Hold on now, come on. You wanted something to do today, maybe we could use a new roommate." The red man proposes.

"What, No! There's three of us! Just three of us!" The bird exclaims. Once more, the two characters argue back and forth, leaving you confused and feeling awkward on there doorstep. "I'm Yellow. It's nice to meet you, roommate!" The yellow man says, extending a hand happily. "Wha- Oh, no! My name isn't roommate, my name is Y/N." You correct, shaking his hand gently. "So Roomates your last name?" Before you can respond, the duck coughs loudly to get your attention.

"Alright, Roommate. We have decided to allow you to stay here, as long as you're entertaining to me." Duck says. "No, I made the decision you could stay, I pay the rent." Red says. "Do you?" He rolls his eyes. "We've got a spare room, upstairs, to the left. You can set up there." Red offers. "We can have bunk beds!" Yellow exclaims, and Red shakes his head. "No, they'll have their own room." Duck nods in agreement. "But... how can you have bunk beds in two different rooms..." Yellow trails off.

"Thank you! I'll go drop my stuff off now." You thank them and head past the duck, into the house and up the stairs. "You think they'll last?" Duck asks, glancing at tred. "W-what?" Yellow asks, worry evident in his voice. "I mean, anyone new we meet pretty much leaves at the end of the day, so they probably will too." Red shrugs. "I mean, I guess it's possible. Just enjoy it while there here." He heads back into the kitchen. "But, I don't want them to leave, I like Roommate." Yellow whines. Duck only scoffs. "Please you just met them." He moves to follow Red, before stopping and turning back to say,

"and there name isn't roommate."

[glitchcat808]

May I get a hc of Red Guy x Child!Reader?(Platonic 😭)

I just to see what happens if we put a chill guy with a energetic child in the same room.

This gonna get CRAaAaAaAazy >:3

(Finally finded ideas for this, sorry to answer late :[ )

Red Guy x Energetic! Child! Reader (PLATONIC FOR THE LOVE OF GO-)

ANOTHER CHILD, AGAIN???

Oh no

He would get confused and mad sometimes "wha- why are you on top of the TV?, whe-where did you go?"

Red will sometimes try to make the others help him find you, because you are full of energy!, he can't get you out!

Yellow guy also like to play with you, but he gets really tired after playing for a while. He doesn't understand HOOW???

Yet Green Guy (Or Duck Guy) will get annoyed and mad

"GET OUT OF THE FRIDGE" or "STOP RUNNING ON THE KITCHEN TABLE" are the most common things he says in the day

But they all still love you

Yellow guy finds you as a sibling, you find Red Guy and Duck Guy as a parental figure, but mostly Red Guy, cuss he is there for you and you are there for him :)

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Yey, first DHMIS request :D

[ava-imagines]

hi! ^-^ hope that your well

could you please headcanons for red guy trying to comfort the reader who got in a fight with family or a friend, that resulted in them breaking down?

have a nice day/night <3

Oh of course Anon! I hope you're doing well too (have a nice day/night to you too ☆)

Red Guy comforting you headcannons ❤🌹

The first thing Red Guy would like to know is that if you're okay from the fight as you stormed in angrily and slammed the door

Duck told you about slamming doors but Red Guy told him to leave you alone

He sits you down, makes you a cup of tea and asks you about what happened

You explained that you got into a fight with your family because they didn't approve of your lifestyle (you live with Red Guy, Yellow Guy and Duck btw)

You also mentioned you mother insulted all three of them, making you slap her and then storm out of the house

Mentioning the fight made you start to cry, so Red Guy put his arm around you and said "Don't worry, it'll be okay."

He puts on a movie for you both to watch, plus he also got a blanket for you both

Eventually, you nodded off during the movie. Red Guy noticed but he didn't mind, he just hugged you. He's just happy you're calm and happy

Sorry if it's short but I hope you like it 😊

[hotpinkboots]

Can I request a teacher reader x red guy? Like the reader actually feels sorry for the crew and actually slows down and they all actually have fun? Like the reader actually cares for them and tones it down for them

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~ℝ𝕖𝕕 𝔾𝕦𝕪 x Teacher!Reader Headcanons~

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OH THAT'S SO CUTE 😭 Yes they deserve a break, help 'em out 💜💜💜

~Enjoy~

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ℝ𝕖𝕕 𝔾𝕦𝕪

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~WOW he appreciates it so much.

~Red automatically thinks "Oh no.." when you decide to show up with your song, so then when you notice that he's kind of dreading it and the other two guys aren't really into it, you decide to actually make it a fun experience!

~Giving them their own solos in the song, of course- letting them actually explore around new areas that you take 'em to without trying to force them along, trying to be sure that nothing violent happens...

~Like, imagine them actually having fun during what usually ends up being their hell?? WOOHOO

~Red definitely appreciates it a lot. He's a bit on guard and weary, waiting for something, anything bad to happen- But it never did.

~After the fun little adventure, he makes sure to thank you and tell you that they had some fun.

~Maybe you can come back in the future and help out if they get into a sticky situation...

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[autumn0928]

ok so most of you wanted some puppet mafia oneshots so in the comments give me some ideas

[junkratswifey]

EVERYBODY LISTEN LISTEN OKAY

I WILL NOW WRITE DHMIS HEADCANNONS (both romantic and platonic) BECAUSE LIKE-LIKE....

LOOK AT HIMMMMM 🥺🥺🥺🥺 HE IS SO PRETTY PLEASE MARRY ME I—😍😍😍😍😍 🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

[spidergutz-writes]

What are some fluff hcs that you have for any and all of your handsome boys?? How would you spend a day with them? What are dates each of them would take you on?

meadow! Your spoiling me with all these delicious and amazing ideas!!

I’ll actually probably make this in 2 or 3 parts just so I can fit all mah bois :) (if requested, I will also add in some of my favorite gals!)

RED GUY:

Hand holding to the max!!

could be watching the most horrific thing unfold infront of him, and his hand would still be slotted in with yours

making dinner? He’s holding your hand.

watching tv? He’s holding your hand.

sleeping? Yup, he’s holding your hand!

he's a very shameless person when it comes to the softer things in your relationship

will not hesitate to pull you into his lap for cuddles.

also won’t hesitate to cling to you on every part of the day.

your cooking? Well so is he, now.

he loves cooking with you. It’s just so…normal.

normality is not something he experiences a lot, so even when you two are doing simple and mundane things, he enjoys it to the fullest :)

bro's sense of humor is so bad, but it gets to the point where it’s so ungodly terrible, that it becomes funny.

“Hey...what do you call a prisoner walking downstairs?”

“i dunno..What do ya call 'em?”

“..a CONDESCENDING… :D”

he thinks he’s funny, so please laugh :((

dates include him and you cooking a dessert of some sort.

his favorite is making apple cobbler pie with you :3

often you’ll end up with flour hand prints on your ass and some whipped cream on your nose.

he's just a silly guy doing silly things with his ooohh sooo silly partner!!

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JIN BUBAIGAWARA: (what? He dies? No. No he doesn’t. Not here. He lives. That’s the reality we have here. Deal with it. Go argue with the wall idc.)

my sweet sweet baby boy. Where should I start?

okay, before he overcomes his trauma:

Took his mask off infront of you once, and now he can’t stop.

hes addicted to how you kiss his scar

how you coo at him and tell him he’s so handsome 🥺

Will fight for you if it’s serious. He’s still scared he’s a clone :((

will stand up for you tho

anyone says anything bad about you? He’s cursing them out while his alter ego is making weirdly terrifying threats.

”YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY, HUH?” “I hope you sleepwalk into oncoming traffic...” “DONT YOU FUCKIN SAY ANYTHING ABOUT MY PARTNER” “I hope everyone you love leaves you.…”

Dates consist of you two sitting on top of rooftops while having a picnic. Talking shit, cuddling, and eating.

you two end up falling asleep in each others arm a lot, admiring the sunset or the moon.

he is a human heating pad. Like seriously. You don’t need a blanket when he’s around

Loves lying on his back with you laying on his chest :)

is a little shy :(

Thinks you don’t want others to know you two are a thing :(((

but when you hold his hand in public or in front of the league? He melts.

When you first kissed his lips over the mask in public? He cried a little

tears of joy :)

can’t cook for shit. That man burns water.

don’t ask me how, but you tasked him to make breakfast one morning, and a fire broke out.

there was also mayonnaise on your ceiling. Again, don’t ask, not even he knows.

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Simon Riley "Ghost" (this motherfucker doesn't die either. if anyone tells me otherwise, meet me at the Arby's parking lot at 6, BECAUSE I WILL FIGHT YOU)

oh my lawdy lawd. he is just SO FINE, WHERE DO I EVEN START??

this man has issues. he's really touch starved, but doesn't know how to accept any light touches.

he might shy away from your light advancements, because he's so used to any physical bringing harm or ill intent towards him.

but when you kiss his cheek, and hug his (slutty) little waist, he folds like a lawn chair on a hot summer day.

will scream, cry, throw up, roll on the ground, and promptly die if you ever serve him tea in a bowl (the French do this.)

likes to go to the gym with you. he loves to see you work out iykwim.

Ghost has never been a man for soft things, but he Isn't Ghost with you. With you, he's Simon Riley, a man who longs to have a sense of normalcy, a man who wants to take you out to nice restaurants, and a man who wants to bend down on one knee for you, and ask that burning question that lays in the back of his mind 24/7

he wants to do all of those things, but its going to take time. his insecurities tell him you deserve a man who can do more for you, but as always, you wash those thoughts away for him.

for now, his dates consist of concealed places, like the safety of either his, or your home, where he can take off his mask, safely. sitting, watching movies, drinking wine or scotch, and cuddling.

He's a big advocate on "actions speak louder than words" so he doesn't say "I love you" too often, but when he does say it? you better get the tissues. because he only says it during a really vulnerable moment of his, like when he's calming down from a PTSD induced flashback, or a panic attack, or when its late, in the middle of the night, when he knows its just him and his demons awake, with you sleeping soundly in his arms.

believe it or not, THIS MAN CAN COOK-

listen, i know he's British, and i know he's in the military, but that man just radiates "I'll make you a five star meal before i snap your neck"

he is a god when it comes to making steak. give him a basic ass steak, some spices, and a few other side ingredients and he'll give you a true taste of heaven. A taste of heaven from a man from hell.

we love him all the same though <3

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holy fucking hell this took WAY too long, and I took some extra time on Ghosts.

as always, any type of constructive criticism is appreciated, no matter how harsh or small it is <3

[sleepy-planet]

hello goofy may i request some red guy x reader fluff i want to see how he will react when i braid his hair x3

Hey silly <3 /p N ofc!!

It's hot, isn't it?

Red guy x reader

Warnings: Pure fluff!

You sat upon the red felt couch, breathing in the afternoon air of the scenery. You gazed out onto the living room, smiling at the warmth even as precipitation slicked your forehead to a slightly uncomfortable amount.

You twiddled your fingers, looking over at the smart boy you called your wonderful boyfriend. He turned his head, slightly, indicating he was glancing at you. you chuckled, before a wonderful idea popped into your head.

"Honey?" You asked with every amount of sweetness you could muster, only to hear a monotone hum in response. "What exactly did you have planned...for...today?" You slurred your words ever so slightly, well, a bit more than slightly, as you were sure you ere melting under this humid weather.

"I have reading to do." A curt response from Red, as you simply got up and walked over, standing in front of the behemoth of yarn. "Sure is hot, with all that...hair, hm?" You still had no idea what to call the things protruding from his head. "Yeah, only a tad."

Well, your time to propose your oh so wonderful idea came forth. "I can braid it for you." "Oh, you don't have-" You cut him off, your eyes intensifying as your lips curled up in a not so subtle way. "I want to braid it for you." You heard him sigh, before he moved to the floor in approval. success!

You took great pleasure in sitting in his chair. You took the "hair" into your fingers, admiring the texture, before getting into your pattern, your hand submitting to the symphony of your mind's memory of creating a wonderful braid. You smiled warmly at his scalp, as minutes ticked by, the both of you entranced in the moment.

Just you, him, and the sticky air. oh, and the other two who were bickering about something in the kitchen. You only caught every other seventh word, they were talking so fast. You had turned them into white noise, static, as an aura of calm washed over you and Red, bathing you both and swirling over your skin. maybe it was just the heat getting to you, but you could swear you could hear low, rumbling noise coming from the scalp beneath you.

After a few more moments of admiring your symphony of twisting and twirling, you got up and kneeled before him, looking up at his teeth. Wow, those are some gnashers. You took his face in your hands, pressing your lips above his mouth, humming. He gently wrapped his hand around your wrist, a hot warmth coming from the puppet. "Stop mucking around, dear." That nickname brought a warmth to your face, and not from the weather.

The two of you leaned closer, breathing softly as you were drawn closer. You watched him gently brush his hand over his braids, humming in sincere love. "It's hot, isn't it?" you nodded slowly, sluggishly leaning into an embrace. He set his chin on your head, before bringing his book back up. "I..Have reading to do.." Darn.

[lovesick-fanfics]

❄️DHMIS main trio and celebrating the holidays❄️

Platonic x reader

All:

Whatever you celebrate (or if you don’t) they’ll support you!!

They’ll decorate the house to match whatever holiday you celebrate!

Christmas? They have a Christmas tree up and holly!

Hanukkah? They put up a menorah and listen to you tell the story!

Kwanzaa? They have a kinara and also listen to you tell the story!

Ōmisoka? They help make the toshikoshi-soba/udon!

Don’t celebrate anything? They’ll still decorate for the season if you want!

(Note: im sorry if I missed any! I tried to be inclusive :D )

Red guy:

The one that helps make the food the most <3

Dressed up the least though.

Yellow guy:

The one that listens the most!! He will ask a lot of questions!

The most excited about learning about new holidays

He helps decorate and makes custom decorations!!

Duck guy

Pretends not to be interested but you know he does

“Wait so it’s (thing that’s wrong)?” “No! It’s (thing that’s correct)!”

Sorry it’s so short! I only really know stuff about Christmas and a little bit of Hanukkah :,)

[colliholly]

I love how tragic of a character Red Guy is. I loveee how both the YT and TV series explored his themes of wanting something more in life and wanting to fit into a family or community but having both be cruelly unobtainable despite his efforts. I love how he knows something about his world is very wrong but he doesn’t know enough to figure out exactly what it is or how to escape it. He just knows something’s wrong and he’s not meant to be there. I love the way he’s apathetic as a result and never wants to play along because he knows it’s the same thing every day and nothing he does will change anything.

I think the Transport episode might have been my favorite because it explores both of these SO MUCH. I loved seeing him get genuinely excited over the glimmer of hope that the car could finally be his escape - which slowly devolved more and more into desperation as the episode progressed. I loved how even at the very end when the gang is lost and cold in the junkyard he’s still desperately hanging onto the that glimmer of hope that the neighbors “will be here” before everything resets again.

Then mix this with Red Guy’s realization towards the end of Ep 6 that he prefers looking at the house (and at Duck lol) rather than total darkness  - It’s really sweet. I think he realizes he already has some kind of weird “found family”, or at least something that’s better than being alone.

[dyinginxxtyle]

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[cherrygummycandy]

Roommate troubles

A Dhmis x Roomate!Reader Fix

(An: this is a sequel to another Dhmis roommate fic on my blog. Hope you guys enjoy, it's not my best work as I have a bit of a stomach ache rn. Enjoy!)

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You slide out of your brightly colored bed, feet hitting the floor as you trudge over to your dresser. As you look in the mirror, you think about the past few weeks you've spent here. Despite the eccentric company, you've really grown to like the place. After dressing and brushing your hair you head out of the door. You immediately hear squabbling coming from the kitchen, and as you enter the room you see your three roommates engaged in some sort of debate. "I want tha' color cereal..." Yellow says, pointing to a coupon featured in the morning paper. "No! Rainbow Rocks are for babies, idiot. I want Morning Bran." Duck snatches his paper and points to a much blander looking image of an old man with a bowl of brown mush. You cringe internally at the picture. "I don't really like cereal. What about bagels?" Red asks, only to be met with a "BAGELS?!" from Duck.

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"Morning, guys." You say, strolling over the table and plopping down in your designated chair. Initially, Duck had gotten into a spat with you over adding a chair to the table. "There's three of us, they don't get a seat yet! The floor is plenty comfortable..." You chuckle at the memory. "What are you guys arguing about?" Red sighs. "We just got the coupon book in today, tryna' make a grocery list." He explains, handing you the book. Flipping through the pages quickly, you see a few coupons that interest you. "So, were trying to figure out what were gonna eat for breakfast?" Red nods.

"Y/N, can we have tha' color cereal?" Yellow asks, leaning against your shoulder and pointing to the coupon. "What? Why are you asking them? This is my decision!" Duck exclaims. "No, it's not. The other one said we'd take a boat!" Yellow whines. "Vote. I said we'd take a vote." Red corrects. "I mean, I like-" You look closer at the coupon "Rainbow Rocks? Huh." You lean back in your seat, having put in your vote. "Alright, but can we get bagels next time?" Red asks as he begins to cut out the cereal coupon.

"Wha- You're just gonna let them make the choice?" Duck squawks, slamming his coffee cup down on the table. "Well, it's two to one, we're taking a vote, y'know?" Red responds. "No, we're taking a boat-" "ITS NOT CALLED A BOAT ITS VOTE!" You let out a small huff of laughter. Your tall, red roommate wanders off to check his account balance, (though you have no idea where the money comes from, you don't think any of them work). The grumpy little duck-man grumbles something about 'giving you too many rights' and disappears up the stairs to sulk in his room. This leaves just you and the odd 'little yellow fellow', as you so lovingly call him.

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You grab an apple from the bowl on the counter and take a bite, while absentmindedly scrolling through your phone. You feel a pair of eyes on you, and look up to see yellow staring. "Do you need something?" You ask. "Did you make dat'?" He points to a small, braided thread around your wrist. "Hm, oh yeah. I braided it and put some beads on it." You hold out your wrist and let him get a closer look. "Do you braid other things?" You nod. "Yeah, sometimes I braid necklaces, or my hair." You explain. He looks at you, wide eyed and amazed. "Can you braid my hair?" He whispers with wonder. You laugh a little, finding his curiosity endearing. "Yeah, sure! We can head up to my room, I'll let you choose some beads if you want!" He gasps, and quickly races up the stairs to your room. You follow him up, and open the door to your bedroom.

You rifle around in your dresser, looking for your box of hair accessories. Meanwhile, Yellow wanders around your room, his hand reaching out to touch various things on your floor and bed. You flop down onto the edge of your mattress and pat the spot next to you, opening up your hair care box. Yellow hops up beside you, and looks at all the glittery clips in your box. "Can I have this one?" He holds up a bright pink butterfly, with glittery little antennas. "Of course, do you want any beads in your hair?"

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Giggling and light conversation spills out into the hallway from your room, and enters the cracked door into Duck's room. "Ugh..." Duck groans, covering his head with a pillow. 'Can't they keep it down?' He thinks, before chucking the pillow away. The pillow doesn't even hit the ground before he's stomped out of his door, and down the hall to your room. He peeks in through the door and almost shouts, before he sees what's going on. Yellow is smiling and yammering on about an ad for chips he saw on TV. Normally, Duck would tell him to shut up, but he's far too distracted with you. Your gently braiding a small strand of Yellow's hair, nodding and occasionally responding to what he's saying. Duck doesn't understand why, but watching this sweet scene makes him feel sick. Watching all your attention go towards that stupid little yellow creature (who not to mention forgot the computer password), makes his eyes roll in disgust.

"What are you doing?" Duck says, slamming your door behind him. He folds his arms as he looks over the two of you. "I'm braiding Yellow's hair, he wanted to see how I did it." You explain, your eyes not leaving the blue strands of hair in front of you. "I'm pretty!" Yellow exclaims, tossing his hands up in the air. "It's stupid, you know? No one cares what your hair looks like..." Duck tries to take a dig at Yellow, but only gets a glare from you. "Leave him alone, he cares what his hair looks like," You turn back to Yellow, who looks back up at you. "And I think you look very nice." You say, rubbing his head softly. Yellow doesn't seem to know how to respond, only staring up at you with that same wide-eyed gaze from earlier. "Really?" He asks. You tilt your head, a little confused as to why he seems so shocked at a simple compliment.

"You do?" Duck asks, his smirk suddenly dropping. 'Yes, I do." You reply, sounding a little meaner than you meant too. "Well..." Duck stammers a little, unsure how to respond. "What about me?" He exclaims. "What about you?" You ask, turning to him with a confused look. "I'm pretty, I'm the prettiest one in the house! Have you seen my jackets!?!" Duck begins spiraling, and you can see if you don't say something, this won't stop. "I mean, I'm-" "You're very pretty too, Duck." You say. He stops, before shaking his head and coughing awkwardly. "I know, I just... needed to make sure you knew." You shake your head a little. Duck only stares at the floor and blushes slightly, before hurring out of the room. "Is he okay?" You ask Yellow, who just shrugs.

"Do you think I could do your hair sometime?"

[xseizure-candyx]

How can i be so addicted to my own edit

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