Hiiii!!! First of all, my english is VERY BAD but I really like your blog and I was wondering if you could write some angsty/fluffy headcanons of Big Boss, Kaz and Raiden sleeping with their S/O and having a nightmare that triggers (or almost triggers) a ptsd episode and their S/O tries to calm them down. Don't do It if you feel unconfortable writing about something like that. Thank you so much!! This blog is so cool, keep up the good work.
[Your english is OK, don't worry!:)) And thank you!!XO]
Comforting Big Boss, Kaz, Raiden after a nightmare:
Big Boss
• Big Boss has nightmares often: he’s been chased by the ghosts and demons of the past
• He doesn’t scream in his sleep, so you probably won’t hear him being up, but he rolls in bed like crazy, so you would feel it
• When one of these episodes happens, he usually gets out of bed in order not to disturb your sleep
• He leaves the room to get some fresh air on the “balcony” or next to the window and smoke a cigar
• Once he notices you coming out too, he will act like nothing happened and he’s here just to get a little breath and think
• Without pushing or pressure, you hug him carefully and ask about what distresses him, proving that you’re the listener he can trust
• The first few times he resists as if it was an interrogation, but the more you try to talk to him, the sooner he opens up
• Big Boss will never admit it aloud that your presence eases his mind a lot, but it does and he is happy to have you around
• Together you get back to bed, but most often you are too sleepy to see if he’s truly calmed down - you fall asleep first
Kaz
• Like Big Boss, Kaz suffers from nightmares quite often. He recalls the events on their previous base or things that happened to him when he was imprisoned, coming back there mentally almost every night
• Each time he wakes up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily and swallowing with an effort as if he didn’t have a drop of water in his mouth in a while
• One day you might wake up because of him spooning you, like you're his anchor that saves him from floating away into bad memories
• And the other day you can hear him fidgeting restlessly on his side of the bed, unable to throw off terrible visions on his own
• You call him by his name, trying to break through the dream, and tenderly touch his shoulder or forehead until he's woken
• It’s your business to rip him out from the claws of his past and take care of his mental stability. Nobody else can. They tried
• You just hold him close, slowly kissing his chin and neck and lightly stroking his chest
• You talk to him, telling how much you love him and that it’s safe here and nothing bad’s gonna happen on the Mother Base, until Kaz calms down
• You can hear him sleepy murmuring words of gratitude and praise as he falls asleep with you in his arms again
Raiden
• Raiden is not an exclusion on the list of boys with sleeping issues, but his nightmares are revealed in a different way
• It’s more about him having hard time falling asleep, rather than dealing with bad visions at night
• There are many reasons for him not joining you in bed. One of them is his fear to hurt you when he doesn’t fully control himself
• He keeps going over and over in his head, staring into the ceiling and thinking about all the things he had done and people he had slashed
• He can stay up for a couple of days and he always insists that he doesn’t need sleep because he is a cyborg
• You always answer that his brain is still human, which means that it needs a proper night rest to keep sane
• You know a trick: he likes it when you stroke his scalp with your nails - it relaxes and comforts him a lot
• When you are done and you feel that he’s ready, you lie next to him asking to hug you because it helps you to pass out faster
• He does so with a great pleasure and that’s how he finally falls asleep too, sometimes without even noticing it
THANK U SO MUCH FOR THE MONSOON HCS OMG <3... if its ok could i also request what he looks forward in a future s/o?
[Sure, totally fine! I really like him🔥, it just should be more of him here \o/]
Traits that Monsoon looks for in their S\O:
Monsoon is a tough nut to crack, and it’s a total russian roulette. He doesn’t look for something particular, so anything can strike him or trigger his feelings - it depends on the situation mostly. In general he won’t like it too treckly sweet, but there’s no need to act extremely bitter either - the golden middle, sincerity and being yourself is the best way to communicate with him. An ability to think independently matters and he will appreciate any chance of a good deep conversation - he is a talker. It’s probably how everything is gonna start. Rationality and calmness will also be an advantage, Monsoon won’t understand rush, geizer of emotions and hysteria. Arm yourself with patience, because it will take time to earn his trust. And never try to play him or lie - he can immediately understand when a person is lying. He is a canny soul himself, but he won’t tolerate it if you do that to him.
You woke up, feeling nothing but pain in your head and belly. You had no energy to turn your head, so you just looked left and right: white walls, the curtain in front of the bed, bright light from above. Hospital - the last place you’d wanted to end up in. Only the rhythmic clock ticking disturbed the peace of a quiet ward.
The last thing you remembered was a report about the new threat. The Winds of Desperado got the new tip-off and were working on the plan. But not much was known about the organization they faced. Why did you think that you were able to perform a scout mission, without being at least a trained agent, not to mention being a ninja? No idea. You just wanted to help and do something.
Now you were chained up to the medbed with a catheter in your arm and a neck brace, with bruises all over the body. You didn’t make it and now you felt absolutely down, you should’ve been smarter.
You heard a sound of an unlocking door. A moment later the doctor appeared next to your bed- you could see him out of the corner of your eye, as turning the head still brought pain.
“Good morning, miss,” - he gave you a reassuring smile, - “there’s a guest waiting outside. I’ll call him in if you don’t mind.”
The doctor went away and the next thing you saw was Sam entering the room. Your lips corners went up slightly, seeing a familiar face gave a feel of safety and joy. But his expression remained serious. He tilted his head, eyes trailing down your body from your head to the tip toes. He approached the bed and bent over the footboard, leaning on his crossed arms.
“Who told you to do that?”
“Nobody,” - your voice was weak.
“Nobody!” - this word sounded unexpectedly sharp and aggressive.
Your eyes grew wider.
“There was no need to go there alone! You didn’t need to go there at all, goddamn you!”
You didn’t believe your ears, you were ready to hear anything but assaulting right now. Sam turned around and slapped the air, heading to the exit.
You were fighting the stun while you saw a high figure entering the ward through the door that hasn’t even closed yet. It was Monsoon who approached your bed and looked down at you.
“You look better,” - he said.
He could clearly feel that his words did no good to you, so he got silent.
“Does he hate me?” - you whispered, looking forward with a dead sight. You and Sam were not very close, but you always liked him. More than you should’ve.
Monsoon replied after a short pause:
“No. He’s just scared. Humans often act mad when they are afraid.”
You didn’t answer. You didn’t know if he’s right or he just wants to make you feel better, and on top of that your head started to ache again. The cyborg noticed that and hurried to leave you in peace.
“By the way, the doctor said you will be fine, so don’t worry. Two weeks to get back on feet, nearly a month for full recovery. The Winds cover all expenses. Get better soon, girl,” - he said farewell.
