🐾CAREGIVER BARNABY B. BEAGLE HEADCANONS🐾
🐾silliest caregiver in you’ll ever meet
🐾he’s nicknames for you will most likely be puns related to your name
🐾he’d constantly say something like ‘my my your almost as tiny as me and im a just lil pouch’
🐾Wally is like your lil brother or cousin
🐾don’t worry if the type to not understand jokes he’ll explain them just for you
🐾if your having a a meltdown or panic attack or something like that he’d put his head on your lap to calm you down and keep you grounded
🐾tries to turn you into a lil clown asks wally to paint your face like one
🐾your little gear will mostly be clown and dog themed unless you tell him otherwise
🐾 he makes sure not to smoke around you he doesn’t want his lil pouch coughing up storm
🐾if anyones bothering you he’ll bark at them
🐾you two will take naps in his fav sunny spot
🐾if you start to crawl he’ll start walking in all fours with you
🐾 he will give you constant piggy back rides he will basically carry you everywhere
🐾in short barnabys very silly and loyal after all dog is mans best friend
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More TNG art will be a thing!! Particularly Data fanart 👀
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look, we’re the same color!!
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Every time Mulcahy gets an A plot you just know it’s going to be the most high stakes shit ever
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Gotta keep tweaking the design of my specialest boy
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Choso spaghetti scene is my fucking fav
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asked my boyfriend if he would peel an orange for me and he had a crisis and kept asking me since when I like oranges because whenever he offers me one I give him a look and go "when have I ever liked oranges"
(I don't, I thought the trend was funny)
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@fereldenhero to Sebastian: "Sebastian?"
It had become almost routine for Sebastian to show up at Merrill’s house in the alienage once in awhile-- of all of Hawke’s companions, she was one of the few he found himself enjoying the presence of. It was nice to sit aside for a meal and drink away from the harsher judgement some of the others tended to cast their way, and just chat. About anything. Though initially he was wary having learned about her using blood magic, she seemed smart enough to handle herself. And was really, really sweet. It confused him initially, but he felt no strong desire to turn her in.
Though the act did get him side eye from those who lived there, and earn him the same elsewhere once it was found out he didn’t find himself ultimately minding. It was nice to get out and have an interesting chat, maybe the occasional debate, and not feel so heavily judged for every little thing he may or may not say.
What he wasn’t expecting upon leaving one day was noticing another human in the area-- it was enough to cause the man to slow down and pause when he realized immediately it wasn’t Hawke, and he couldn’t help but be nosy as to what someone may be doing here. Realization dawned on him almost as soon as his name slipped from the woman’s lips-- though he had not seen her in years by this point.
“Rose?” Disbelief coated the name, and a smile is offered as he closed the distance between them, “It is good to see you. What brings you here?” To Kirkwall, he meant, but the alienage was just as much a curiosity point. Blue hues cast towards the elf accompanying her, noting the faint squint of his eyes and how his hand rested casually on the sword at his hip. He spared the moment to wonder if he was a Grey Warden, as well-- though neither currently donned the armour to showcase it, Sebastian had long since heard about what had happened to Rose.
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