MY BOYS!!! RISE!!! RISE!!!

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MY BOYS!!! RISE!!! RISE!!!
I saw this and immediately knew I had to draw my MAAM flock
they gonna watch a scary movie!!
Ref under the cut:
Lincoln and Dreamer are gonna kiss for pride...
And Theo and Corvus
And corvus and dreamer
And Theo and lincoln
And maybe all of them together
Cause they're cute
How I look knowing Porter almost certainly killed Theo’s mom
Crossover episode..
how the Maam crew helps Dreamer with their chronic pain because mine has been a bitch these past few days:
Lincoln let’s Dreamer just float whenever their chronic pain gets too bad because when they’re up in the air, the pressure gets off their joints for awhile. if they’re all in magic spaces, he lets them float instead of walk to help elevate their pain whilst in public.
Corvus immediately can tell when they’re staring to have a flare up, even if they hide it and even when they argue, and he always makes sure to carry pain meds and a heat pad for them, and a little snack to help.
Theo keeps a change of more comfortable clothing for them at his house, just in case whatever they’re wearing is contributing to a flare up. He also has a blanket set aside for them in case of a flare up after he noticed how much they liked it.
if you have any head canons related to this topic i’d love to hear them <3
hello friend jacketthief. i need more corvus im crying i need him in cute jammies and thriving on a bedtime routine. (bonus points if he watches Intensely as lincoln / dreamer / theo brushes their teeth) (or tries a bit of mouthwash and is puzzled by the 'cold spicy' of it)
-kalen (grillbro, formerly samscowboyhat)
(a/n: you and me both, friend grillbro. you and me both)
"You know, when someone says that if the instructor isn't in the room by fifteen minutes past the start of class, it's a joke. You don't have to stand up and leave the–"
Dreamer paused in the doorway of their shared bedroom.
"Corvus," they said, stifling the urge to laugh, "what is that?"
"My nightwear." he answered shortly, looking down at the pinstriped set he was wearing, sleeves cuffed just shy of his wrist and pants drawn with a thick cotton drawstring.
"Your nightwear." they repeated. "What exactly brought this on?"
"I was watching television while Lincoln was finishing his homework with the answers I provided." he replied. "And a situational comedy set in what I believe is to be the nineteen sixties came on. The children were trying to extend their predetermined bedtime as set by their parental units. There was quite a lot of complaining involved. But the father, who was the only adult man on the show for this episode, wore something closely resembling this ensemble."
He held up his arms as if to display the authenticity of his explanation. "As I resemble an adult man more than any other human archetype, I thought it most fitting to...what is it called? Play the part."
"But Theo and Lincoln wear t-shirts and tank tops." they pointed out. "Hell, half the time, Theo only wears his boxers."
"Yes, that is accurate." Corvus conceded. "But this is called nightwear. It is meant to be worn for the night. I find it easier to follow instructions as made by online shopping filters."
Dreamer suppressed another laugh at the thought of him scrolling through virtual clothing stores.
"Well, it looks great." they said, causing Corvus to brighten up. "We're wrapping up for the night, so–"
"You are to brush your teeth next, correct?" Corvus interrupted. "To disperse and rid yourself of plaque buildup to prevent gum disease, tooth decay, and a host of other oral issues?"
"Yeah, something like that." they agreed.
"I will join you. I need nothing of the sort, but I have nonetheless found myself fascinated by the array of flavors that it comes in. You spit it out at the end, and yet you need to find it favorable for the duration that it is actually in your mouth."
"Humans are needy like that." they replied, heading to the bathroom with Corvus right behind.
Corvus deliberated over the shoulders of his three contemporaries for a handful of moments before taking Theo's tube of spearmint and eyeing it with great interest, before he deflated.
"I don't have a toothbrush." he murmured. "I cannot participate."
"Hang on," Lincoln soothed, bending down to open the cabinet, rifling around until he drew back up with a plastic covered toothbrush in hand. "The dentist gives out goodie bags filled with cheap ones like this every time you visit. You can use this until we get you a better one."
Corvus snatched the toothbrush and unearthed it from its packaging, squeezing a horrendously large dollop of paste before slathering it over his teeth in long, languid strokes.
That was, until he caught the other three staring at him and he began to mirror their movements, swishing the bristles in concise circles at the gum line, spitting it out when the rest of them did.
Dreamer dosed out capfuls of mouthwash, extending one to Corvus, who went to tip it back.
"Don't swallow it!" Theo blurted out, choking on his own mouthful in the process. "Just swish it and then spit it out when we do."
Corvus nodded, dutifully holding the liquid on his tongue as he began to move his head from side to side. Dreamer had to push down yet another laugh. After a couple of seconds, his face twisted slightly, his lips puckering.
“It tingles, but in an unpleasant way. I do not care for this part of the experience.” He spat his own portion out a good thirty seconds before Dreamer, Lincoln, and Theo did.
“You don’t have to,” Theo told him, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Seeing as how you don’t need to.”
“I will do it.” Corvus retorted, looking mildly affronted. “It is part of the routine.”
“Maybe we can find an alcohol-free version for you.” Dreamer amended. “But come on, let’s get to bed.”
“No warm milk?” Corvus asked as they moved as a group to the bedroom. “In the show, the children were given glasses of milk warmed on the stove.”
“We just brushed our teeth.” Lincoln said, a small twitch at the corner of his mouth. “And warm milk isn’t really something people actually do. At least, not anymore.” He hurried to add, as Corvus seemed to deflate again, “But we can try it sometime. Before we brush our teeth.”
“Oh, good.” Corvus mumbled as Dreamer turned the lights off, moonlight limning everyone in soft tendrils of inky shadow. “I’m excited to try it.”
Lincoln dresses like Bender from The Breakfast Club