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greetingfromthedead · 1 month

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Happy Birthday (Vash x GN!Reader)

Plot: You find yourself on a furry side quest and it turns into a very special birthday celebration that Vash puts on for you.

Pairing: Vash x GN!Reader

Raiting: Everyone

Tags: domestic fluff, doting, cat adventure, cooking, bathing, tickling, banter, general cuteness, established relationship

Word count: 2.5k

Author's Note: This is actually a modified chapter from Tempest Wind written based on the prompts given to me by my readers on Quotev and Tumblr. It turned out too cute imo to not share with a general audience.

"Look, Red!" you grab onto Vash's sleeve with a gasp. "It's a cat!"

Vash leans towards you, still sucking on the strawberry ice cream, his other arm around a paper bag filled with all kinds of groceries. His eyebrows raise in surprise as he too catches sight of the small black tail slinking around the corner.

"I haven't seen one in so long!" You have already let go of him again and pay no mind as you follow the little shadow into the alley. You hear rustling coming from the trash surrounding a bin and approach cautiously, eager to get a better look at the mysterious creature.

"Pspspsps!" you try to call it out of the pile, but all that does is make them freeze. "You must be starving."

You jump up again just as Vash appears around the corner, he looks relaxed as he shoves the last bit of his pink treat into his mouth. You stand on your tiptoes to reach your arm into the bag he carries and dig around until you find the ham, folded up in waxy paper. You unravel it carefully and pull out a slice before giving the rest back into Vash's outstretched hand.

You return to the rustling mound and extend your hand with the meat, waiting for the breeze to carry the scent to the animal.

"Don't be scared! You can have all this and more; just come out." You speak softly, and Vash smiles tenderly at your antics. "Come out, little one! We won't hurt you!"

You squat patiently as the shifting of the trash gets closer to you, and a little black head pops out from underneath. The nose is just as jet black as the coat, but large green eyes look back at you with a mixture of fear and curiosity. You don't move, and Vash observes that you don't even breathe as you wait for the kitten to come closer. It takes a few careful steps towards you, cautiously sniffing the air, and the smell of ham seems to triumph over any hesitation. They bite into the ham and try to run away, but as you hold on to the slice, they have to remain where they are and bite off pieces. The black cat still looks uneasy and chews while trying to make scary noises, but you remain still and calm. Vash's eyes move between the two of you, observing the precious moment. The cat relaxes as the hunger pains lessen and even starts rubbing their head on your hand. That's when you scoop them up.

"Hey, little guy. You're cute!" You lift them up so they are level with your eyes. "Where did you come from?"

You stand up, and the little creature purrs loudly as you stroke its soft fur. You go up to Vash and present your new friend. He lowers his head and smiles at the adorable little creature. His free hand reaches out and his finger moves underneath one of the front paws. Your man gives the kitten a little handshake.

"Nice to meet you!" He smiles brightly and then scratches their head.

"I wonder if they have a home..." you say a little sadly as you let the creature climb onto your shoulder. The kitten purrs happily and nuzzles into your neck, feeling like it belongs there.

"I don't know, but we can ask around," Vash says softly, giving you a reassuring smile.

You spend an hour asking the townsfolk about the little stray kitten, but nobody has an answer as to how it got there or who it belongs to. You decide to put your search on hold as you still have your groceries with you. With a heavy heart, you head back to your toma to go and look for a place to stay the night, but that's when you see a little poster on the side of a building with a familiar black furry face. It's a missing cat poster that comes with an address pointing to the edge of town, and that's where you head.

You knock on the door, and the person who answers is a middle-aged woman who looks very tired. Her eyes shift between you and Vash as the man opens his mouth.

"Hello! We're here because we saw your poster." Vash smiles brightly, his bubbly personality overflowing.

"Oh... Did you find her?!" The woman perks up with hope and looks more intently to see if you have the kitten.

"Yes, we ran into them on the street," you say softly, and you reach out to tickle the bottom of Vash's hood. A moment later, the black cat pops their head out from where they have been sleeping ever since you fetched your birds.

"You found her!" The woman is overjoyed and reaches out to pick the animal up from Vash's shoulder. "I was so scared! My little granddaughter left her in my care when she and my daughter moved to September! I don't know what I would have done if anything had happened to her. How can I repay you?!"

"It was our pleasure," Vash says with his regular calm demeanor, and you nod.

"Are you travelers? I don't think I've seen you around here before."

"We're just passing through, indeed," Vash replies with a smile.

"Do you have somewhere to stay?" The woman continues.

"We were just about to go find ourselves a room somewhere."

"No need! You can stay here; my daughter's room is free. Come, come, I insist!" The woman takes Vash's sleeve and pulls him inside; with her other hand, she cradles the kitten.

Vash shrugs while looking at you and enters with you close behind. As you enter the cozy room, you can't help but feel grateful for the woman's generosity. It's nothing fancy, but it's warm and inviting. She helps you settle in, and the little black kitten follows you around like a shadow even after you insist that you have no more ham to give to her. Vash tells you to take it easy while he tends to the birds for a change, and you take the opportunity to play with your furry friend. It has been a while since Vash has dealt with the toma and their gear so extensively, and you had used your own little knots and quirks for securing everything, so he fiddles for quite a bit with everything while chatting with the woman. The topic of birthdays comes up, and Vash thinks back to his childhood on the ship and the wonderful first birthday Rem threw for him and Nai. He doesn't think much about birthdays, despite the happy memory. Today is your birthday, and he got some treats from the market, yet he feels like you deserve so much more than just some rare jerky and dried fruit.

As he comes back inside with the woman, he realizes that the house is completely silent. He begins to worry that something may be wrong and walks up to the bedroom door where he last left you to be met with you sprawled out on the bed, fast asleep, and the kitten curled up in the crook of your neck.

"They must've been very tired. Let's let them rest; they has a trustworthy little guard with them to keep watch over their dreams," the quiet voice of the woman says as she gently pulls the door closed.

Vash does check up on you a few times, peeking in through the tiniest crack of the door to make sure you're okay. Each time he finds you in a different position, as you seem to toss and turn a lot, the covers a mess on the bed, and the tiny cat is always either somewhere on or around you. He leaves with a smile on his face to return to his little project he got the opportunity to delve into.

Vash has just lathered the first layer of biscuit with a thick layer of cream when you step out of the bedroom. Your face seems a bit groggy to him, but you return his smile with a warm one of your own. You walk up to him and wrap your arms around his waist, resting your head against his back.

"Hey, Sweet Pea," he says quietly. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm good," you reply, hugging him tighter. "What are you up to?"

"Nothing much; don't worry about it," he replies with amusement.

"Really? Cause to me, it looked like you're making a cake," you chuckle and start to sway him softly from side to side. "What's the occasion?"

"Well..." He trails off, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "It's your birthday today!"

"What? Is it really?" You say softly as you peek around his side to catch a glimpse of his face, and he sends you a goofy smile. "Oh, Sprout... You are too sweet. I didn't even realize how fast time flies."

You release him to stand beside him and lean over the table to have a closer look at what he's doing.

"Want any help?" you ask cheerfully as you turn to him.

"I might need your guidance, but I think you need a hairnet or something," he chuckles, his hands covered in icing. "Your hair is getting dangerously close to my masterpiece."

"What...?" You get a confused look on your face and reach up to touch your hair to find it in an absolute mess. Your cheeks flush crimson, and you go closer to a shiny pot on the edge of a cabinet to look at the birds nest on your head from all the tossing you did in your sleep. You groan at the thought of having to brush this through, but then start laughing instead.

"I look like a crazy person!" You chuckle.

"Are you considering a new hairdo?" Vash asks calmly, with an adoring smile on his lips.

"Why do you ask?" You turn to him. "Don't you like it? Wouldn't you love me if I looked like this?"

You look at him pleadingly as you creep closer. "What is it? I love you for who you are, not how you look. Is it not like that for you?"

"What?! Of course it is!" He seems surprised and assures with a resolute tone: "I love you for you, not your appearance."

"Okay..." you grab hold of his arm, wrapping both of yours around his tightly. "But would you still love me if I was a worm?"

His eyes widen in shock, but he quickly responds, "Even if you were a worm, my love for you would never change."

You laugh at his response and give him a tight hug. You see the smear of icing on his cheek, and pull him closer. He leans towards you, and you take the opportunity to lick the icing off him and gently bite the rosy flesh, causing him to chuckle too, before playfully touching the tip of his nose to yours.

After you fix your bedhead, you return to Vash's side and help him assemble the cake. Once the masterpiece is complete, you both look at it with pride, yet you have swiped enough frosting and leftover biscuit that you are willing to let it sit for a bit. You stand in front of Vash, his arms wrapped around you.

"Oh yeah... I meant to ask. Where's the..." you stop as you realize you don't know the name of the woman living here.

"Ann left, she said she has business in town and she would be back later." Vash's nose digs into the helix of your ear. "You wanna know what else she said? Apparently this town has a water purification system. And that means we can take a bath."

"Ooooooh!" You exclaim excitedly, but your tone quickly changes. "AAAAAH!"

Vash's nimble fingers dance across every spot he knows is ticklish for you, and he has you wiggling in his grasp as you laugh uncontrollably. You try to push his strong arms away, and do indeed manage to twist out of his reach. But Vash quickly grabs you again, determined to continue the tickle attack. To his detriment, you are now in a better position for a counterattack and choose not to show him any mercy as you launch your assault, your fingers digging into the space between his ribs, causing him to squirm and laugh uncontrollably. It doesn't take long for Vash to stumble over his long legs and tumble backward, dragging you along with him. You find yourself on top of him, his arms protectively around you to make sure you don't hurt yourself in the fall, and both of you continue laughing uncontrollably. You lay your ear on his chest and hear the racing of his heart as he holds you close. His right arm wraps around your upper back, his fingertips resting on the side of your neck, and he feels the rhythm pulsating in your veins. He places a kiss on the top of your head and feels your heart seemingly skipping a beat.

Vash covers you in kisses before getting both of you to your feet again and dragging you to the bathroom, where he starts preparing the bath, carefully choosing a temperature and adding bubbles. You sit on the edge and watch him as he stirs the water and picks up two towels. He insists you stay where you are as he hurries around getting everything ready for a relaxing bath. And that includes the strange foreign snacks you found in town. He looks very proud of himself as he brings in a chair and then sets a tray on top of it next to the tub. He has laid out the different cookies and dried meats and fruits you had paid an arm and a leg for. He even brought a bottle of wine and two glasses. He shuts the faucet and turns to you with mischief in his eyes.

"Noh, strip, birthday girl." He laughs.

"Shouldn't you be stripping for me on this special occasion?" You reply with amusement.

"No, I didn't mean like this. Naughty, naughty," he chuckles, but the heat in his ears reveals his slight flusterdness.

After some more banter and helping each other get rid of your clothes, you find yourself in the tub, laying on his chest with his long legs to either side of you. It is a tight fit, but you enjoy the closeness of his arm around you. You try out the different things you had bought from the market; some of them you would rather have left for someone else, but the wine fits your palette well. You savor the flavors and textures, talking with each other in quiet voices.

"Happy birthday, Sweet Pea!" he whispers into your ear as he places a kiss on your cheek. You smile and thank him, feeling grateful for him putting so much effort into this day.

Once the bathwater gets cold and all the good snacks are out, the two of you get out, determined to go and get a piece each from the cake you made. You exit the bathroom wrapped in your towels, only to be met with an unexpected sight. There is your cake in the middle of the table, but now it has a black furry topper who happily sleeps in the midst of pink frosting.

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wolfsbanesparks · 7 months

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Pspspsps wolf

You know how Terry never got to meet Alfred in Batman Beyond? What if we could change that 💃✨️ how? Time travel shenanigans~

What if a villain wanted to play around with time travel and mess with the batman, choosing to do so by capturing Robin (Damian) in the present, and switching him with the future Robin, Matt (Terry's little brother or my personal OC, if you ever want to hear about her 👀). This causes a whole lot of drama and stress for both batfams of the past and future, but are determined to return things to normal asap.

Terry can't stand Damian when he was younger and full of angry smol energy, and Damian, while trying to find a way back home, is struggling to understand how Terry, a complete outsider to the batfam, became worthy of being batman above anyone else. This also becomes a brief hot topic of debate in the past with the other batfam and future Robin, who is making their existence there everyone else's problem.

Eventually, Terry gets along with young Damian, and Bruce works efficiently with future Robin (whoever they are), that they find their ways back to each other and beat up the bad guy. They all officially meet, and due to a time travel cool down, chill in the past inside Wayne Manor. Where they can all share Intel and some peace after the hectic event they went through. Terry answers vague questions about the future, and gets to meet Alfred for the first time, and he is happy that his Bruce had him in his life for so long. Near the end, I imagine he asks Alfred for a scone recipe that was lost, and makes it for his Bruce in the future. The end.

Aaah, I was typing and lost the main reason I was writing this ask in the first place, but here is my midnight rambling ✨️

I ADORE time travel shenanigans! And Terry is such a perfect person to travel through time to see these different, younger versions of the people he knows (and meet some people like Alfred that he had only ever heard about through stories).

I imagine Terry is a little weirded out by some of their younger counterpoints, and I definitely agree that Damian is probably the strangest for him to see, especially since Damian would be close to Matt's age.

I bet he is surprised by just how much Alfred does for the family and the influence he has on them (mainly Bruce). Terry and Alfred get along great, both stubborn with a take no shit attitude, though Terry cannot understand his need to stick to his butler role. Alfred for his part probably listens well. Terry might feel more comfortable talking about certain things (while talking around spoilers for the future) since it's a bit weird with the others. (it could be so sweet!)

And Terry making scones for future Bruce 😭😭😭

It would be such a good bonding experience for them. And it could be fun for Terry to realize that Bruce knows certain things due to the time travel mix ups. It would be so sweet!

Thanks for the ask! I love this!

#ask me whatever you want y'all #terry mcginnis #alfred pennyworth #batman #batman beyond #time travel is one of my favorite tropes #and Terry is perfect for this #the rest of the bats are flailing because who even is this kid?#but eventually they all come to care about him

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hvstias · 21 days

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hello! sova headcannons, if you have any? also, thoughts on sova x chamber as a ship?

(no pressure to answer immediately or at all. asks are for fun!)

i wouldn't say i've read many fics about them but i loveee their dynamic no matter if it's platonic or romantic (and i'm open to fic recs pspspsps pls) aand for sova headcanons, i have so many but they're so randomized in my other hc drafts i probably need to edit some of them before posting buut here's some of them

this is kind of based on canon so idek this counts buut i feel like his sleeping pattern is a mess because of his workaholic tendencies, but he somehow (almost) always keeps it together you wouldn't even know he's sleep deprived unless you look closely

knows so many homemade food recipes because of his grandma and it comes in handy

he's a sagittarius sun and i'll die on this hill

his spice tolerance is on average but he loves sour things

a dog person. golden retriever personified, if you will. (loves huskies, who's suprised)

i've seen so many ppl characterize him as a serious serious man but i'd like to object. he's serious during working hours but off work sasha is one of the five horsemen of the sassy men apocalypse for me your honor (see: that thumb scene and some of his voicelines are justwjjdkd i love this man)

unintentionally does the dad clap and its so loud it could wake the dead, i remember saying this in my othe posts but in case i didn't, this is canon in my mind lol

can be a little too overprotective of those he's close with sometimes but he's chill

is a tea person, loves herbal ones but has a preference for black tea (and earl gray if we go into details)

his bionic eye doesn't cause too much discomfort now that he's used to it but he occasionally gets phantom pain, especially when he's sleep deprived

other agents sometimes jokingly say that he's a lil brimstone in making and i kinda see it

hurt his right knee during his military service days, and it still aches in winter but he'll take that information to the grave lmao

#rushed but that's pretty much all i ahve in mind rn #will make a big podt for him in future tho #love this blond slightly unhinged bimbo #thank u for the ask <3 #asks #valorant sova #valorant headcanons

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eyelessfog · 1 year

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L you have No Idea how funny it is that we were talking about corrupted Nature Wives and then boom, Sculked Shelby

ANYWAYS pspsps Katherine you wanna come back to Empires and talk to sculked Shelby pspsps you wanna relate to her being cursed pspspsp gay gay homosexual gay

ohh my gosh bc i was thinking about in the opposite direction in which jimmy is like DEPUTY FOR THE DAY I NEED YOUR HELPPPPPP

oh hey wait i can shove them together

okay so consider this right. katherine is told that she needs to help jimmy catch a criminal!!! ["anything for my favourite sheriff!" "im the only sheriff" "well. exactly."] she gathers her things and asks him who exactly they're going to be catching, and he unrolls a poster tucked under his arm to show a demonized portrait of shelby [she does NOT look like that] with wanted at the top and

is that real??? how is she worth That Much Money???

"jimmy..." katherine says slowly. "it's not a very good look to arrest someone just because they're worth a lot. what is she wanted for?"

nothing, katherine is sure. shelby wouldn't do anything warranting such a large target on her back. it's a misunderstanding.

"That's what I wanted to know! and then i went to ask her some questions - and i TOLD her id have to bring her in if she wouldn't tell me what was wrong, and then she KILLED me!!!"

"oh," katherine says. "hm."

--- ect ect i told myself this wasnt gonna be a fic in an answer i was lying---

The thing about shelby, katherine has just found, is that she is very much cursed. or corrupted, or- or something. because skulk is curling up her arms and up her neck and suddenly the killing things is making sense because what would skulk want more than to spread?

katherine shoves jimmy behind her because bless him but SHE'S the one with a battle axe, and she stares shelby down. "Jimmy," she whispers. "jimmy, go figure out who knew the best way to uncorrupt cub."

jimmy takes a couple steps back, then nods and flies off.

"shelby," katherine says. "shelby, i want to talk."

#[asks]#whoops boys will literally accidentally write things huh

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obsolete-stars-if · 2 months

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Pspspsps snippet, non spoiler, pspspsps join the discord server, Alia and Sascha snippet pspspsps (if u were wondering what Sascha meant that he has something else to do during ur wedding)

Her eyes flicker down towards the ceremony, the heir that she had spend time with, being wed with one of the most dangerous person from Riag. Their bond hopefully bringing both kingdoms into a new age of peace and trusting.

"A favor?" She asks back, not looking up.

Sascha leans against the railing, eyes fixed upon the pair down as well. "Do you trust me?" He answers.

She looks over, looking for something in his expression. "I trust all my friends." She doesn't look away when he turns to look at her. He doubts her. She knows, but she is not backing down.

"I need you now to find someone for me." He continues.

"And you think they're here?" She looks across the open room, maybe a few hundred people, nobles and peasants eagerly watching the ceremony.

"She wouldn't miss something like this, i know her."

Alia perks up and looks back to Sascha, "do I need to be worried?"

"No."

She nods, "What am I looking for?"

Sascha sighs, "I'm not entirely sure, just if someone seems off."

She looks across the room, Aso jumps over the railing, but she doesn't flinch as it starts sniffing everyone. She watches it closely, it looks up everytime another person seems not suspicious. It eventually sits down, bowing it's head once.

Alia sighs, "We can't seem to find anyone."

Saschas brow furrows and he grabs his hair to tug it lightly, "Maybe someone using magic? She might be hiding."

Alia turns again to the crowd. She closes her eyes and folds her hands into her usual praying position. She concentrates on her body, trying to find the ground underneath her feet, the wind in her hair, the warmth between her clasped hands. Her body doesn't move as she takes a step backwards, her body fading out.

As she opens her eyes, her body is in the praying position as before, Sascha is watching her body.

She steps around her own body, jumps over the railing and lands gently on the ground underneath. As she walks, she looks at everyone that she can, nobles and soldiers, peasants and workers, hard faces and soft edges. But none _feel_ out of place. She looks over to Aso, who has now started following her footsteps, sniffing the ground, trying to differentiate between all the different magic and spells that have recently entered and left the room. She takes a few steps towards the heir, away from the crowd, to get out of all this magic and feeling. She looks around and her gaze meets with another person. Not much taller than herself. The gaze is intense, Alia moves around, but the person doesn't break the eye contact.

Aso growling next to her, ready to jump, Alia places her hand against it's neck, "Don't."

The person moves their hand and points at themselves.

Then towards their eye.

See

Then towards Alia.

You.

Alia stumbles backwards. People shifting uncomfortably as she passes through them, eventually she meets the ground, she stares.

And so does the other person.

Her gaze snaps to Aso as it jumps. "Don't." Alia croaks out, and Aso fades in front of the person and reappears next to Alia. She looks towards the person, then towards Sascha, the person's gaze following Alias.

She crawls, stumbles, back up and her feet move towards the person.

The person's voice is quiet, not drawing attention. "During the next full moon, you will find me again." They say, before moving away.

"Wait, where will we find you?"

But there is no answer.

Alia exchanges a gaze with Aso, before turning back to look at Sascha, who is nervously watching the ceremony.

#obsolete stars if #obsolete stars #snippet #sascha #alia #aso

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funzige-gedachten · 5 months

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I dreamt about jan tonight..

I dreamed that Jan and I were in a bathroom together getting ready for some Christmas dinner or something. I think we both just showered or took a bath because the baths (there were two for some reason??) had water in them but were draining(also the water was red-ish so maybe we had used bathbombs??? But thats beside the point lets continue) Jan was doing his hair and I asked him what he was using, but his answer was unintelligible (Idk if he was mumbling badly or talking Slovenian) so I just kept saying “huh??? Huh??? What did you say??". then he came very close and he started whispering in my ear, but it was purposely no words, kind of like going pspspsps. but I didn't realize that, so out of automatism I drew him in closer, so he completely bumped into my head and he then bit my ear as a joke to which i responded like⁉️ hello⁉️. Furthermore, I don't remember exactly what happened other than that we kissed a few times and my grandmother suddenly came in to tell me that the eggs were boiled and she threw one in the bath. Also jan was naked the whole time (but he was wearing a towel)

#joker out #jan peteh #this dream was wild #i almost woke myself up several times bc i went 🥴#his VOICE #IN MY EAR #SIR #dream #i dreamt

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ask-la-squadra · 3 months

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Pspspspspsps c'mere Ghiaccio pspspsps

I say Venezia instead of Venice pspspspsps

Ghiaccio is taking a break from answering asks because this caused him to rip a chunk of his hair out and we had to sedate him

- Maggi

#jjba part 5 #jjba #jjba au #la squadra #la squadra headcanons

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juicezone · 6 months

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from the one-word prompts from fandom ageredips >> Regressor had a bad day and Caregiver holds them as long as they need

ohhhhhg. ward pspspsp you wanna send me mini-fic prompts so badly

>>hey. mccoy. ward's day sucked come get this thing

That was the message that Bones had gotten, and the reason he was letting himself into Ward's quarters. Cooper had already said he was still on duty, so the doctor wasn't expecting any other company in the room. The lights were mostly off, apart from light coming from a cracked open door to the bedroom.

"Hey, bud," Bones said softly, leaning against the door to assess the situation. The scientist's boots were kicked off haphazardly, and he was just flopped onto the bed, still in uniform. When he got nothing more than a frustrated grumble in response, Bones moved to grab a few things.

"C'mon, kid, arms up. Let's get this uniform off you, and we can lay down," the caregiver said, pulling a pair of pajama pants out of a nearby drawer and a hoodie off the floor. Patiently, he coaxed the upset regressor up enough to tug his shirt and pants off to change him into something more comfortable.

Ward had that look on his face that said he absolutely did not want to talk about it, so Bones didn't even try. He just toed his own shoes off and sat on the bed with an arm out. Ward liked to be clingy when he was in a good mood, and doubly so when he felt frustrated. Bones just patted the regressor's back as Ward buried his face in his neck, clutching the doctor's shirt like a lifeline.

"You want me to put on that windstorm documentary?"

"Mmh."

Taking that as enough of a yes, Bones reached over to grab the PADD and pull up the holo. They sat there in silence, the narrator explaining some weather terms that Ward probably had memorized ages ago.

"D'you gotta go back t'Sickbay?"

Ward mumbled after a bit longer, clearly hoping the answer would be no. Bones ruffled his hair and shook his head.

"Naw, I'm alright here with you, kid. I'll make dinner in an hour, but we can come back and hang out in bed if you want."

"...'kay."

#character: ward

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leofrith · 1 year

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Obligatory "Eivor!" for the ask game

well yeah of course ✨

a song that reminds me of them: borders by kalandra. every kalandra song can be about eivor if i want it bad enough 💖

what they smell like: honey and wood smoke

an otp: girl has chemistry with basically everyone. kassandra vili randvi hytham estrid etc etc. but i'm feeling some type of way about leofrith lately (lately being the last uuuuuh six months rip)

a notp: sigurd. there's a few others that i can understand but just don't particularly care for but keep away from me with that shit in particular. they're literally siblings!!!

favorite platonic/familial relationships: sigurd in the deeper version of their relationship that lives in my head. varin because eivor's relationship with her father is one of the emotional through lines of eivor's character in the main game. rosta, my darling rosta, who doesn't get as much attention as she deserves, but eivor is such a mama's girl and it makes me a bit insane. also gunnar!!! he loves her so much and is so proud of her. styrbjorn and eivor's relationship is so interesting and i wish we got to see more of it. i'm just listing everyone now. valka and eivor's relationship is so sweet and there's a kind of trust and understanding there that i don't think eivor shares with any other character.

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with: i don't know if there are really any specific headcanons that i dislike? i tried to write a few responses to this but they just feel really nitpicky so i stopped 😂

the position they sleep in: when she's alone, with her back to a wall with easy access to a weapon. when she's with a trusted partner she's the little spoon because she can rest easy knowing she has someone watching her back 😭

a crossover au i’d love to see them in: accidentally have been becoming very serious about my star wars au in which mandalorian eivor comes into possession of the darksaber and starts having visions because of it (the sword's haunted--) while also trying to lead her scattered people and ally with jedi hytham and basim, who are hunting a relic of the jedi order for their own purposes. if none of this makes sense to you because you don't know or care about star wars lore then i envy you 💖 just ignore this and read the fic whenever i finish it pspspsps it's all you need i promiseeeee

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn: the berserker armour is my usual go to, but i also hate wearing it in wintery regions because eivor looks cold ahgsdfasdhf in which cases i'll usually rotate between the raven clan or mystical armor. would also wear the huldufolk armor if i had it !!!!!!

send me a character and i will answer these questions!

#i realized after reading reiver's answer to this that they ALSO said honey and wood smoke which i swear i didn't steal!!#it's about the honeyed mead and the scent of smoke that clings to her after a raid it's right there it's right theeeereee #thank you samantha!!! 💖#answer #artschoolglasses #ask games

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