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*Sighs*. It’s… it’s because I’m not sure I’ll like it. And… what if you do? I don’t wanna deny you something that you like…

“Don’t worry about it darlin’, it really doesn’t mean that much to me to try it out, especially if it makes ya a little uncomfortable.”

Carlos still felt bad about it though. He took Hancock’s hand and brought it up to kiss his knuckles. He then leaned in and pressed a kiss to Hancock’s mouth. “I’m sorry…”

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“No fun in low profile bro. You know that.” Kisses his cheek and nuzzles pulling him back to the house.

Halfnut was now sitting on Tullk back somehow keeping the stronger ravager down.

“I’m bein’ serious, Pete,” Kraglin told him, following. “We can’t be attractin’ attention when one of us don’t look human.”

Carlos looked up as the boys entered and smiled. “Hey, guys – Dad’s starting dinner, so go ahead and sit down on the couch if you like.”

Peter nods to Kraglin understanding and takes a seat on the coutch watching Jamie and Tullk. “Got a group question here out of a rating of 1 to 10 1being that Jamie’s a cuddly kitten and 10 being Armageddon. How dangerous/scared are you Of halfnut…. you know crazy Jamie.”

Tullk looked at Peter with a raised eyebrow. “That’s an awful personal question ye be askin’, boy,” he murmured.

Jamie blinks and shudders. “10 I don’t like halfnut. He’s…. scary mean…. likes bloodsnd violence.”

Tullk turned to Jamie, a little surprised. “You didn’t hafta tell ‘im nothin, Jamie,” he said gently. “Y’alright with him knowin’ yer feelin’s?”

Jamie looks to him. “We’re family here Yeah? Not crew…. not on the ship with no one else….. only bad one here is halfnut…. but…. he’s quiet now. Can’t hear nothin….he came out for a little bit…. but he’s gone now. .. just me Jamie. Just me….”

Peter grins and gives Jamie a big hug. “Yeah just kitten Jamie.”

Tullk just looked at the both of them before nodding. He could understand – they weren’t on the ship. They could relax some.

“Yeah… just like a kitten,” Tullk commented with a smile.

Jamie huffs and half punches peters arm and goes to Tullk snuggling against him.

Peter rubs his arm. “Owww… kittens got claws..”

Tullk just huffed softly in amusement, putting his arm around Jamie. “Ravager, boy.”

Kraglin just smiled and ruffled Peter’s hair.

Peter huffs But smiles and leans against Kraglin.

Jamie hums a bit sniffing as the food starts cooking. He pulls his bag full of plant samples close to him and starts sorting them and testing them with his scanner.

Carlos and Mikey worked in the dining room to expand the table and get it set for everyone. Mr Ramon still did most of the cooking as he asked Yondu to do some things for him to assist.

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Carlos finally looked away to glance around. He spotted a clean(ish) cloth on his workbench and nodded to it. “Hand that over here so I can at least wipe off.”

Carlos’ heart was pounding. He wanted to grab Hancock and kiss the life out of him, but he didn’t want to ruin this moment by smearing grease and oil everywhere.

He nodded, reaching over to grab the cloth and hand it to him. The longer this dragged on without any real response, the harder it was for Hancock to keep himself together. He swallowed, watching Carlos uncertainly as he cleaned himself up, the suspense killing him.

Carlos quickly wiped at his face before he started to mop up the wet grease on his hand. His hands were shaking and he was trying not to appear too jittery. But with the time it was taking to clean his hands (and make sure Hancock’s beloved coat didn’t accidentally get stained) Carlos was starting to realize how it looked.

“I”m not trying to blow you off,” Carlos told Hancock quickly, still furiously wiping his hands clean. “I am legitimately worried about getting grease on your coat. Because, Han – I want you to know“ Carlos glanced down at his hands. Eh… good enough.

He tossed the rag down before grabbing Hancock’s head and pulling him in for a hard, but adoring, kiss.

I THREW MAVEN A POTION BUT THEY PASSED OUT

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*yoinks potion and pops the cork. He dumps gently pours it into Maven’s mouth*

*Maven sat up a very short while later, gasping for air with tears forming in his eyes*

Oh my god – Maven! Good – good, breathe, buddy. Okay? Breathe.

*He tried his best to calm down, attempting again and again to breathe slowly. But unfortunately he failed each time, ending up sobbing into his hands whilst covering his face.*

Shh… shh, it’s okay. Here – finish drinking this. *he gently touches the potion to his mouth*

*He finished the potion, pulling his knees up to his chest after. He seemed pretty shocked.*

*He puts the bottle down and just sits with Maven, watching him.*

*He tightly hugged himself, sniffling and wiping his tears from his slightly red eyes from time to time. He was shaking a little, taking short and shaky breaths.*

Take deep breaths, Maven. Breathe with me. In… and out.

*He nodded silently, slowly breathing in and out*

There we go… good job.

*He gave Carlos a thankful glance, his head resting in his hands as he stayed silent.*

How do you feel?

*He shrugged,* Good…

Any pain?

Just a sore throat… but otherwise I’m fine…

Good. That’s very good to hear… God, we got lucky.

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*yoinks potion and pops the cork. He dumps gently pours it into Maven’s mouth*

*Maven sat up a very short while later, gasping for air with tears forming in his eyes*

Oh my god – Maven! Good – good, breathe, buddy. Okay? Breathe.

*He tried his best to calm down, attempting again and again to breathe slowly. But unfortunately he failed each time, ending up sobbing into his hands whilst covering his face.*

Shh… shh, it’s okay. Here – finish drinking this. *he gently touches the potion to his mouth*

*He finished the potion, pulling his knees up to his chest after. He seemed pretty shocked.*

*He puts the bottle down and just sits with Maven, watching him.*

*He tightly hugged himself, sniffling and wiping his tears from his slightly red eyes from time to time. He was shaking a little, taking short and shaky breaths.*

Take deep breaths, Maven. Breathe with me. In… and out.

*He nodded silently, slowly breathing in and out*

There we go… good job.

*He gave Carlos a thankful glance, his head resting in his hands as he stayed silent.*

How do you feel?

*He shrugged,* Good…

Any pain?

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good
idea *he starts walking slowly* but i’m always getting into trouble, so
it feels kinda weird when i’m not in trouble for something…

Well, trust me – it’s better not to get in trouble. It’s pudding – it’s not a heinous crime.

hmh.. maybe i should rob some more stores *he talked in a half joking tone*

No, you should not. *laughs*

but i could if i wanted, i still have everything from last ti- uh, i mean… shyt-

The masks and stuff?

*he nods, glancing away*

Right. Well, you should get rid of that. I’ll help you, if you’d like.

i don’t wanna get rid if my gun though, i worked hard to get it out of the lake!

But a kid shouldn’t have a gun – accidents happen all the time, Max. I just don’t want you to get hurt.

*he mumbles something before actually replying* i never keep it loaded though, also my fingers are too short to actually use it..

But you should always treat a gun like it’s loaded. And there’s still some moving parts that you can get your fingers caught in.

i can’t even pull the trigger! the most damage i could do is dropping it on someones foot..

You still shouldn’t have it, Max. I’m pretty sure it’s illegal at your age.

hey, it’s not the first illegal thing i’ve done.. *he looked up at the mess hall*

Here we are… Again, Max, I just don’t want you hurt or in trouble.

don’t worry, i’m pretty sure the QM isn’t here so we can go right for the pudding

Yeah. But remember – if he sees us, you have low blood sugar.

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good
idea *he starts walking slowly* but i’m always getting into trouble, so
it feels kinda weird when i’m not in trouble for something…

Well, trust me – it’s better not to get in trouble. It’s pudding – it’s not a heinous crime.

hmh.. maybe i should rob some more stores *he talked in a half joking tone*

No, you should not. *laughs*

but i could if i wanted, i still have everything from last ti- uh, i mean… shyt-

The masks and stuff?

*he nods, glancing away*

Right. Well, you should get rid of that. I’ll help you, if you’d like.

i don’t wanna get rid if my gun though, i worked hard to get it out of the lake!

But a kid shouldn’t have a gun – accidents happen all the time, Max. I just don’t want you to get hurt.

*he mumbles something before actually replying* i never keep it loaded though, also my fingers are too short to actually use it..

But you should always treat a gun like it’s loaded. And there’s still some moving parts that you can get your fingers caught in.

i can’t even pull the trigger! the most damage i could do is dropping it on someones foot..

You still shouldn’t have it, Max. I’m pretty sure it’s illegal at your age.

hey, it’s not the first illegal thing i’ve done.. *he looked up at the mess hall*

Here we are… Again, Max, I just don’t want you hurt or in trouble.

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good
idea *he starts walking slowly* but i’m always getting into trouble, so
it feels kinda weird when i’m not in trouble for something…

Well, trust me – it’s better not to get in trouble. It’s pudding – it’s not a heinous crime.

hmh.. maybe i should rob some more stores *he talked in a half joking tone*

No, you should not. *laughs*

but i could if i wanted, i still have everything from last ti- uh, i mean… shyt-

The masks and stuff?

*he nods, glancing away*

Right. Well, you should get rid of that. I’ll help you, if you’d like.

i don’t wanna get rid if my gun though, i worked hard to get it out of the lake!

But a kid shouldn’t have a gun – accidents happen all the time, Max. I just don’t want you to get hurt.

*he mumbles something before actually replying* i never keep it loaded though, also my fingers are too short to actually use it..

But you should always treat a gun like it’s loaded. And there’s still some moving parts that you can get your fingers caught in.

i can’t even pull the trigger! the most damage i could do is dropping it on someones foot..

You still shouldn’t have it, Max. I’m pretty sure it’s illegal at your age.