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☆ Ask/RP Blog for Abigail the BLU Holstaur Engineer ☆ ♡ Penned by Owlmun ♡ 《 M!A: None (Accepting) 》 》 Team Fortress 2 《 | 18+ |

[wxldrxde]

I just want everyone to know I'm okay. My family is okay. I love you guys. And be safe.

[wxldrxde]

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Sorry I'm taking a while to get to replies, muse has been a little bit of a brat lately in terms of writing. Also I have a weird wire hat on for my eeg lol I'll post Munday pics maybe

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[krankenklaus]

Bad Idea

[krankenklaus]

“Just wait until the blood clots,” he replied, ignoring the offered hoof. “And don’t tip your head back.” It was a mistake many people did. It stopped the blood from coming out of the nose, but it went down the throat instead. 

“Do you get nosebleeds often?” sitting beside her bed and leaning up against it. It was hard to focus with all the alcohol in his system and he was starting to feel sleepy. 

[wxldrxde]

She carefully pulled her hoof back up onto the bed, listening to him as closely as a drunk person could. She hummed softly in acknowledgement instead of nodding, just keeping her nose pinched shut until it felt like it was safe to let go. She still left the tissue in though just in case.

"I guess. Normally when I'm stressed or...when I throw up." she answered, watching him sit down on the floor next to her bed. She scooted herself over so there was space for another person.

"You can come up here if you want. It's more comfy than the floor."

[justmorerpmemes]

Unspoken Fluff Starters

A gentle brush against fingers.

A head pat.

A short shoulder rub.

Leaning into their side.

Joining them in silence.

A quick hug from the side.

Sitting with them.

Bringing them a drink.

Bringing them food.

A hug from behind.

Stroking their hand.

A slight nudge of the elbow.

The lightest ‘boop’ on the nose.

A head to head touch.

A quiet evening walk.

Sharing a meal.

One resting on the other.

Giving them their coat.

Handing them a small gift.

A comforting smile.

Making space for them to sit.

A soft brush against the face.

A quiet kiss.

A comforting hug from the front.

Sharing a nap.

[krankenklaus]

Bad Idea

[krankenklaus]

Klaus didn’t flinch when he saw the nosebleed. They were common, especially among children. Klaus’ foster brother often picked his nose as a child and caused severe bleeds (but always denied the reason). It was just a thing the body could do and he didn’t see it as disgusting. 

“Here, I know a trick,” he offered, kneeling next to the bed. “Give me the foot opposite to the bleeding nostril.” 

As he said it, he realised his mistake. Would it still work on a hoof? Or was that a farrier’s job? Klaus awkwardly cleared his throat. “Just pinch your nostrils closed until the bleeding stops.” 

[wxldrxde]

She still offered him her hoof. They were very well kept but he would just have to be careful with the spurs on the heel since they were a bit delicate and used mainly for balance. But they did function essentially as a heel. She was too drunk to see his mistake.

She did as she was told and pinched her nose as well, tongue poking out slightly out of habit as she breathed through her mouth.

"What now?" she asked in that ever silly voice one had when they plugged their nose.

[fasteronplastic]

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The calendar definitely said it was late December, but that didn’t seem to stop a BLU Scout from what most considered a springtime task–lugging bags of potting soil around the cement buildings and dropping them in a pile by the back door. He’d gotten a shipment from the garden center a few days before, which contained the key component of his future garden–an indoor heat and UV lamp, to mimic the summer sun. 

Chuck sat on his knees in the dirt, large rubber gloves on his hands as he scooped dirt into pots with a grin on his face. He seemed very much in his element, and when the pots were full he sat back, butt landing between the two plastic blades that functioned as his feet. He pulled a pile of seed packets from his pocket, indicating that he was either very confident in his ability to grow a plant, or clueless as to how hard it is to grow a plant from seed. 

The feeling that someone was nearby wasn’t missed, but Chuck decided not to acknowledge it, letting whoever-it-was come to him first. He had seeds to plant, after all, and then he had to lug these big pots back into his room where he’d set up the sun lamp. Maybe it would have been easier to fill and plant them inside, but then he’d have to vacuum up the excess dirt, and like, screw that.

[wxldrxde]

Abigail had been curious what Chuck was doing with the bags of soil and followed him outside, watching carefully from a distance until he was settled. Then she finally approached and quietly sat next to him, watching as he planted the seeds in the soil filled pots. It was soothing to her, the smell of dirt and the crisp winter air. She was bundled in a fluffy coat she'd borrowed from their Heavy, looking quite silly with her head poking out from that massive coat. It made even her horns look small.

"I know you're not leaving those out here to catch a frost. Would you like some help bringing them inside when you're done?" she asked softly, big brown eyes so soft and sweet as she looked at him.

[krankenklaus]

Bad Idea

[krankenklaus]

Well she was throwing a fit over something stupid. And she was drunk to make matters worse, but he didn’t comment on that. 

“How does your stomach feel?” he asked, deciding it was best to change the subject. Talking about basic medical facts was far easier than talking about emotions. A stomach being agitated by too much alcohol was easier to deal with than a stomach full of butterflies. 

“Do you have a headache?” 

[wxldrxde]

She sighed and lazily tugged a blanket from the mass over her upper body.

"I feel better now that it's out of my stomach." she replied softly with a sniff which did fuck all to stop the sudden steady drip of blood from one side. She cursed and grabbed a fews tissue from the box under her bed, wiping her nose before stuffing a clean one up her nose. She couldn't quite look at him and her face was red, not just from crying. Was she embarrassed? Well it was no wonder, she was acting like a fool. But in reality she was embarrassed about her bloody nose, she hadn't hit it it just happened whenever she threw up for some reason. She hadn't ever told anyone about it because it seemed dumb.

"A minor headache but...I'll be fine." she assured him, tucking her face into her pillow so she wouldn't have to look at him or have him look at the bloody tissue poking out of her face.

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[krankenklaus]

Bad Idea

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And then she threw up into a nearby bucket. At this point in his career, he was used to vomit and other unsavoury bodily fluids, but he still didn’t like it. It was all part of the job. 

“Let’s get you to bed,” he said gently, resting a hand on her back. The desire to kiss her was now long gone. “You need some rest, but try to drink fluids to prevent dehydration.” 

[wxldrxde]

She nodded and spat out whatever was in her mouth before wiping her face with a nearby shop rag. She felt terrible, both emotionally and physically now, as she carefully stood up and stumbled toward her bed. She flopped down and curled up in the mess of blankets and pillows, looking up at him with those big sad eyes.

"I'm sorry I'm such a wreck... You're always so calm and collected and here I am pitching a fit over stupid things..." she muttered with a pout.

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