alex | any prns | nonbinary autistic artist 🇦🇺 selfshipper currently hyperfixated on one piece and hoppers (pixar)!! please dont repost my art without credit thanks
hello!! im alex / cory, and this will be my new pinned post for the time being :) im not new the selfshipping community but i am trying to move back into the tumblr selfshipping space !!
read below for f/o info, interests, etc!
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currently my main fixation is one piece AND hoppers !
but i also like an extremely goofy movie, welcome home, apothecary diaries, haikyuu, DHMIS, popee the performer, and LOADS of animated movies and shows! and more, feel free to ask!
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F/OS ; all of them are on my strawpage, most are not listed here! —> angeltailz.straw.page
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🩷 - bradley uppercrust iii [AN EXTREMELY GOOFY MOVIE] — nonsharing, but doubles can int! || retroskates 🏆🐾
when they started getting closer to theo and became a trio, neither of them realised they both had a crush on her and assumed they were trying to one up eachother. theyre a little slow…
SWORD’s medic, and one of the first minks to join the marines. (in my selfship universe at least 👉👈) you can find alot more info on her on my toyhouse!
A SFW comfort after a nightmare Jerry x reader request from me
i wasnt sure if you wanted headcanons or a one shot so i wrote a small drabble! AND THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FIRST REQUESTER HERE YAY !!
NIGHTMARE COMFORT
you wake up from a nightmare just as jerry arrives back from a late night meeting, to find his beloved partner, aka you, trembling and tear stained in his bed. under the cut!
your breath drew quick, sudden unexpected tears rolled down your face as you tried to recall what just happened, or.. what you were certain you just went through, only to realise nothing happened at all, at least not physically…?
damn it all, that same nightmare that’d terrorised you for weeks, it was back again… every time it came around it felt realer than the last time you’d experienced it.
your skin felt cold with the sweat clinging to it as you shot up in jerry’s comfy king sized bed, the blanket against you felt heavy as you observed your surroundings, you were still in his room… no danger seemed ro be near, you were safe. you weren’t in any danger,
hes got enough security cameras around his house so youre certain he’d be racing back if anything happened anyway…
but even though you were obviously safe from any physical harm, that did nothing to stop the nagging paranoia that the reoccurring nightmare gave to you, clinging to the back of your mind like a screaming kid having a tantrum, its easy to look away from but you can still hear the sound.
and unfortunately, its loud, its bothersome, and its been affecting your sleep alot more commonly lately.
rustling the blanket as you shuffled to the side of his bed, you flicked the switch to the porcelain horse shaped lamp that jerry had propped on the nightstand, he had quite a few horse related items decorated around his room, it was safe to say horses were his favourite.
the lamp matched the other unlit horse light on his respective side of your shared bed; looking over there had made you realise his spot was still neat and untouched, empty and void of your boyfriend.
of course, being alone after such a thing isn’t the most comforting situation to be in.
“jerry…?” your voice carefully rang out, was he in the house? alas, you were only met with the sounds of crickets outside the window and the rumbling of cars driving past, who knows where theyre off to this hour of the night.
maybe jerry must be working late, an emergency meeting maybe? those were far more common lately so it wasnt unusual for him, he always has something going on since he is the mayor of beaverton afterall…
but obviously, again, no one really enjoys being alone after an awfully realistic nightmare, especially in a quiet dimly lit room to sit with only the sound of your thoughts.
moments later out of the blue, the sudden sound of a click jostled you back into your consciousness, if you werent alert and aware of your surroundings before you sure were now!
the last thing you need after a horrible nightmare was sudden clicks and creaks throughout the house.
it seems you hadnt noticed the footsteps that followed that sound of a click, until the door handle of his bedroom wobbled, almost tentatively as whoever was coming in assumed you were still asleep, and didnt want to disturb you.
the door gently opened to reveal jerry standing there, suit jacket slung over his shoulder, an exhausted expression painted his face as a hand dragged down in, a low groan erupting from him.
he definitely seemed a auite tired, it was what… 2 in the morning? he hasn’t seem to notice you were very much awake as he shrugged his suit jacket off from his shoulder, hanging it up behind the door.
as his hands reached for his tie, thats when his eyes met yours, wide and awake, staring straight back at him causing him to flinch in surprise,
“my dear!” his voice cracked. “you’re awake at this hour?”
thats when his eyes focused under the dim light, your tired confused expression and the tear marks staining your cheeks, the slight tremble in your features, it all immediately had him on alert as he almost sped over to your side without a word spoken.
“my love? whats going on, did something happen?” his voice was careful and auiet, remember it is the middle of the night afterall…
you couldnt find your own voice to respond as all that came out was a broken mix between a croak and a sob, his larger gentle hands encapsulated your own, soft and warm, his eyes scanning you for injury.
“i… i dont- i dont know? i thought that i.. that you-“ your words tripped over eachother, unsure where to start and where to end; thats when he softly hushed you, hand gently squeezing your shoulder. you didnt need to explain anything, not to him.
“slow down, slow down for me. uh, just.. take a breather, deep breaths, look st me.. in, out.” he was never great at comforting people in sudden situations, but for you? he’ll be damned if didn’t try his best.
jerry’s hands hovered against your, almost as if you were made of the most delicate of glass.
“breath with me.” standing back on his feet, he took his shoes off and shuffled onto the bed to sit beside you. “take it slow, take your time.”
your trembling slowed at the reassurance of his voice, sucking in a breath your trembling hands found his thigh carefully, the feeling on his suit pants grounding your senses, he’s here, he’s real, you’re safe now.
“…sorry i just- had a nightmare is all… did you just get back from another late night meeting…?” you swallowed back that croak, your voice coming out quiet and meek.
“don’t go apologising to me, you havent even- …love, you shouldve called me! i wouldve come home sooner… i… yeah, yeah it was a late night meeting, it wasnt anything important in fact it was pretty useless they even- no, enough about that, is there anything i can do? do you need something to drink? water? food? food im sure i have some left overs or maybe i could just-“ you felt jerry’s arms snake around you into a delicate hug, you could sense the uncertainty in his actions as if he wanted to make sure he was doing this right, you had him stumbling on his OWN words now.
you meant alot to jerry, he hates to see you in distress.
jerry began wiping your tired tear stained face with gentle strokes of his thumb as he watched your chest rise and fall slower now, a more calm speed… you couldnt help but chuckle at the fact your usually confident well spoken boyfriend seemed like a big worried puppy right now, his brain evidently running in circles to try and find out what the best way to comfort you was; where does he place his hands? what should he say? you could see all these questions flashing through his expression.
“jerry, love… relax, please, its no big deal, besides… you came home only minutes after i woke up… m’okay..” you yawned, leaning in closer to him.
the reassurance from you seemed to soothe jerry’s ever growing worry at least a little bit, but he still clung onto you, hand moving to gently circle the underside of your back, almost as if to ground himself like he was the one who had the nightmare.
his eyes bore into yours, almost as if to read into your mind.
“youre sure?” he asked, voice gentle and quiet. “i’d just hate not being here for you, you know.”
he may be getting older and not always the greatest with his words, but he tries his best, always, for you.
your hand scooped carefully into his free one, tangling your fingers together as you gave the older man a reassuring smile.
“promise.” a quick simple reassurance, but you could see the weight of worry fall off of jerry’s shoulders, letting out a sigh as he slumped into you, holding you close.
jerry pressed his face carefully against your hair, inhaling the scent of that familiar shampoo you used, it eased his senses by a mile.
“that same nightmare again? …you’re safe now… ive got you.” jerry’s hands found your back again, rubbing against the surface of your shirt as slowly as possible. “i know you said i came home when you woke up, but… next time im late you ring me immediately, okay? im sorry, honey…”
you hushed him quickly, waving your hand as you’d pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.
“dont even, it was just… yeah. the same one, but youre here now…” you stiffled a small sad laugh as jerry gently wiped the remaining tear stains from your face, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“and im not planning on going anywhere anytime soon, my dear… unless i- aha… get harassed by wild animals again…” jerry muttered, staring off awkwardly into the distance.
