Hi!

Hi! <3

I saw your Jim headcanons in time of crisis, and boy i’m glad! They were very nice and i loved them. I’m kinda having a bit of a bad day, the usual, so…

I wanted to kinda request some headcanons (or one-shot, whatever works for you) of Jim Hawkins with a sad gn! (or fem if you’d prefer that) reader. Just they’re very emotional, crying some, watching sad childhood movie scenes (cough Married Life from Up cough) and just needing some comfort and reassurance.

So sorry to bother, i wasn’t totally sure if your requests are open so i wanted to give it a shot, no pressure to write this whatsoever! You could literally just write something soft for Jim and i would be over the moon. Remember to take care of yourself first! <3

hello love! thank you so much, i'm so sorry you're having a bad day :( and don't worry! i love getting requests <3 i hope this is alright, i adore this idea, thank you 🤍 (take care as well!!)

What. A. Disaster. Not only are the skies filled with an unpleasant and dreary forecast, but you totally failed today's test at the Academy. Everything this past week--no- month has gone wrong. Unbearable sadness and stress have been building up inside you- with no outlet to escape. You can barely think a coherent thought. All that occupies your mind is the burning question: "when will it get better?" As you trudge through the squishy, muddy, path home, an idea strikes you. If you had one wish in the world, it would be to go back to being a kid. No responsibilities, besides chores of course. No anxiety, no sadness, just glee and bliss. (or so your mind believes) One way to live that dream is to re-watch your favorite childhood classics. Yes- that's it! That'll cheer you up for sure, who doesn't love those movies? Maybe this day would take a turn for the better. You enter your shared apartment, making sure not to bring in mud on the fresh floor. Tossing your bag on the floor, you make your way to the shower. The LAST thing you want is to catch a cold. The warm water wraps around you like a big toasty hug, giving you at least a couple minutes of serenity. But as soon as you step out, the only warmth is the steam on your mirror. And the sadness returns. After drying your hair, you slip into your precious comfy pajamas and make your way to your bedroom. Your covers greet your body, and you're ready to relax and reopen memories that haven't resurfaced in years. You decide to put on "Upward," (wink wink) you remember watching this movie every night as a kid. A perfect pick. Everything was fine, your body was melted into the mattress, the lights were off, soft pillows surrounding you, until that scene came on. Oh. What you didn't remember is just how heartbreaking this movie actually is. Your sugarcoated nostalgia charmed you to pick a movie you thought would make you feel better, which in turn, made you feel worse. So. So. So much worse. The screen became blurry, blocked out by the tears swelling in your eyes. That was your breaking point. All of the sorrow and pain built up comes rushing out, a neverending collection of tears stroking your face. Hiccups, sobs, and whimpers escape your lips, and the sadness completely swallows you up. That is, until your loving boyfriend, Jim, opens your door. "Hey star, just wanted to let you know I'm home." He gently speaks, peering through the small crack in the door. All he hears is the soft hum of a movie, and... sobs? "Star?? Are you alright?" His voice now has a tone of concern. He enters the dim room, eyes trailing up to your crying figure. "oh..." Jim rushes to your side, slipping under the covers with you. You lean your head on him, only wanting to be held by him. He holds your body like you're porcelain, caressing you as you cry into his arms. "Do you... want to talk about it?" He softly whispers into your ear. The only response he gets is a choked-back sob. "I'm guessing not. That's ok, you don't have to talk." He pauses. "I'm here for you, I always will be. I know what abandonment feels like, and I want you to know whatever you're going through, I'll always be by your side." Your dry yet also tear-stained eyes look up and meet his loving eyes, then you cry even harder because he's just amazing, more than you could ever ask for. You cling to his shirt, afraid if you let go he'll fade away, like a dream gone too soon. Jim rubs his hand along your back, tracing shapes and patterns in an attempt to soothe you. (spoiler alert: it's working) You swallow dryly as the sobs finally stop, finally feeling that sleepy sensation you get after a good cry. The calm after the storm. You snuggle your head into his chest, collecting the warmth radiating from him. Before you can thank Jim, or even actually say a word, your eyes heavily close, and your breaths mirror the beginning of sleep. Jim notices this shift, and chuckles softly. "Even stuffy and red, you're still my beautiful star.." --☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--☆--

can u write some romantic eddie dear headcanons?

omg. yes. i love him so so SO SO SO much. love this little big mail dude with all my heart <3

he is absolutely head-over-heels for you. during his mail shifts he waits for the exact second he can come running over to you. and when he finds you, he wraps you up in a big hug! he missed you!

such a sweetheart- a bashful one. this man is so kind and respectful and just adores you head to toe. so whenever you surprise him with a kiss (or two!) he just completely malfunctions! "o-oh! w-woah there-... uh thank y-you... oh gosh did i say thank you? what am i doing I'm talking out loud and you can hear me ok im just g-gonna be quiet..."

loves kisses and cuddles. biiiiiiigggg cuddler right here! he'll just consume you with his big arms and place his head ontop of yours. very warm too, soft and warm. again with the kisses, if you pepper his face with them, he'll start blabbering cute lil southern boy gibberish. and he's just so sweet you cant possibly tease him for it.

leaves sweet little notes and letters for you all over the place. your pockets, bag, fridge, desk, bathroom, kitchen, wherever! he writes to you especially when he wants to say something a little more romantic, he's far too shy to attempt to say it to your face!

has to constantly be near you. holding your hands, his hand around your waist or shoulder, sitting as close as he can to you, etc! he just loves to be around you, and wants to make up the time he misses being with you when at work :)

always tries cheesy little pick up lines on you. he thinks they're the most wonderful things and you cant help but smile when you see how happy and excited he is to share them with you. he's just a big ol sweetheart who wants to shower you in love!!!

credit to clown for everything! i just adore this lil website and its little guys!!! <333

✧･ﾟ ❝My Fics❞ *✧

here's a list of all my writings! bc I don't want them to get drowned out by my stupid posts 😭 may or may not get extreme first-hand embarssament when i read my own posts

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Older Leon x Younger Reader head-canons (RE)

Romantic Eddie Dear head-cannons (WH)

Jim Hawkins head-cannons (TP)

Melancholy Memories, A Jim Hawkins one-shot (TP)

stubble. - Older Leon x reader (RE)

you drew stars around my scars - Dabi x Reader (MHA)

hawks x reader texting au (MHA)

HELLO??? WHERE DID YALL COME FROM????

up to no good >:)

to all my lovely dearies who have submitted an ask and haven’t gotten anything back: IM SO SORRY 😭 I have at least 5 in my inbox and i just have a bit of writers block, I wanna make sure you guys get a decent piece of writing!! i get inspired at very different and random times: so i might post a fic or two that aren’t asks

but thank you all for the love and support you guys have given me!! again, so sorry i haven’t done any 🩷