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I think the problem is I try to get in his head and he’s wild so it gets tiring lol.

Clark wasn’t sure what to do with their shy, new guest. He really wasn’t all that sure what to do with anyone these days, so he took them with him to feed the dogs. Everyone likes dogs.

He quietly walked beside them as they fidgeted nervously with their hands. It made him a bit nervous. Were they so anxious because of him?

He tossed a massive bag of dog food over his shoulders and let his friend hold the scoop.

When they got to the first cage, he set the bag down with a grunt. Five dogs ran up, tails wagging. A couple yipped out of excitement.

“Alright, alright, it’s coming.” He says with a chuckle. He looks to his friend beside him, fidgeting with the scoop.

“They’re sweethearts, really. Just give ‘em four five big scoops and they’ll love ya.” He tells them, opening the bag and popping the cage open. The dogs rushed up and Clark told them to get back so they backed away from their bowl, still huddling close.

He kept them busy while his friend scooped out their food. Once that was down, he backed up and closed the cage. The dogs all swarmed around their bowl, gobbling down their food happily.

They repeated this process for three other cages before returning back to base.

While they walked back, Clark gave a small smile.

I can do a quick Drabble for ya!

The base was rather quiet today. Not much was going on. MacReady was wandering walking around the base, playing a mini game of hide and seek.

Was it smart to have a kid running around this base? Maybe not but the kid was here and needed to be entertained.

He looked around, making exaggerated hums and calling to the kid as he looked for them. He didn’t care if the rest of the guys snickered, and plenty did, he was just trying to entertain the kid. He knew it must be boring trying to stay out of the way of men at work all the time and having no one your age to play with.

MacReady, much to his own surprise, had become a sort of father figure to this kid and, as worried as he was about keeping them safe, he wanted to try.

He heard quiet shuffling and barely stifled giggles and smiled.

“I wonder where they went.” He said, loud enough for them to hear, acting like he didn’t see a small foot slide into the cabinet in the kitchen.

He crept closer and closer to the cabinet, making his steps as quiet as he could, before flinging the doors open.

“Gotcha!” He exclaimed. The kiddo shrieked as he pulled them out and tossed them on his shoulders.

“No fair! You cheated!” They wailed, hitting him with tiny fists. He just chuckled.

“What? How did I cheat?”

“I dunno! You just did!”

“Okay, okay. Does my sore loser want cookies?” He asked, figuring it was about time for a snack anyway.

“With milk? And chocolate chips?”

“Duh!”

Yeah sure! Enjoy!

MacReady and Reader Comfort

(TW:: Body horror, burning bodies, canon typical violence, panic attack description, character death)

First it got Clark, then Bennings, then Fuchs. It was a horrifying, bloody mess.

One moment these people were your friends. Men you worked with for months. Then they were contorted, bloody corpses. They shrieked and wailed as their bodies split apart and twisted into something sickening.

The bodies were burnt. The smell of charred flesh filled the icy air. After Fuchs, you collapsed in the snow. Knees buckling, refusing to hold you up.

Tears stung your eyes and your chest tightened like a vice grip. One by one, the men you worked with, men you may have considered your friends, were dying in grotesque ways that were forever burned into your mind.

You shook, not from the chill of the Arctic night but from the frustration and fear that bubbled up inside you. Clouding your mind and suffocating all other thoughts.

How much longer until you lost everyone? How much longer until this creature claimed you too?

You pulled your trembling knees close to your chest as you watched the smoldering remains of Fuchs burn out in the snow. It was the only thing you could see at the moment. Vision seeping to tunnel in on the body.

And then a heavy hand landed on your shoulder. Firm, grounding.

You jumped, pulling away, startled by this but calmed as you turned and saw who was behind you.

It was MacReady.

He held his hands up, showing he was not a threat and leaned back slightly.

“Hey, it’s okay. It’s me. I just…didn’t want you to freeze out here.” He offers. His voice was calm and judgement free. Something about that broke something in you.

“Oh God they’re dead! They’re fucking dead! And we’re all next!” You shouted, it all coming down on you at once as you shook more violently.

Strong arms wrapped around your trembling body, holding you steady.

“Hey, hey, I’m not gonna let that happen. No one else is gonna die. Not on my watch.” He promised, sounding so sure of himself as he rubbed your back.

He sat with you and let you sob into his chest before gently picking you up and carrying you inside the base.

Everyone else was trying to conjure a plan but MacReady would deal with them later.

He set you on the couch and covered you with a warm blanket.

“Just, stay here for a moment. Take some breaths and we’ll get through this. Alright?” He offered, his voice calm as ever.

Even though you both weren’t sure how this would go down, for a moment, you felt safe.

YOU MAY HAVE BOTH MY DEAR!!!

MacReady

He’s gonna be very patient and understanding with you. He won’t get frustrated all that easy. He’s a chill guy

He thinks your stims are adorable! He loves the happy stims. It makes him smile knowing you’re happy

If you have any sensory issues, don’t worry! He will do his best to help make things comfy. You don’t like the itchy tags on clothes? Neither does he! He’ll cut them off. Certain food textures not good? That’s okay! He’ll make sure all your safe foods are stocked up.

If you wanna ramble about any special interests? Go for it! He loves to hear you passionate and will try and add on to the conversation if he knows anything on it

He’s a great guys with this and some of the guys at the post are on the spectrum too so he gets it.

Windows

Windows may not get it at first. He will be confused and ask some dumb questions but once he understands that reader is autistic, he’ll apologize if he was rude and try his best to learn more

Stims are okay! He promises! He may have gotten confused at first but he gets it now.

Special Interests? Okay! He can do that. He wants to know what makes you happy!

Sensory Issues? Here’s something he understands! He doesn’t like loud noises and situations like everyone talking at once can be overwhelming to him (thus the headphone’s sometimes) so he can get that and try and help you be comfortable

Texture things with food? He understands that too! He’ll learn your safe foods and keep stashes in his booth.

Itchy tags on clothes? Gone! They annoy the hell out of Windows too.

//HAPPY VALENTINES DAY YALL\\

Palmer walked around base with a box of those pastel candy hearts dumping some on everyone’s desk, Nauls was making everyone’s favorite meal, Clark was setting flowers up for everyone, Childs was setting out chocolates. MacReady was getting out the good, expensive liquor. The boys loved the holidays and Valentines Day was no exception.

Blair and Norris had decorated the base while Bennings, Fuchs and Cooper did extra chores and such so everyone could meet up again in the lounge room where they would all drink, play music (playlist made by Windows) and just have a great night eating candy and having a good time together.

“I wonder if we have any lovers in base.” MacReady asked once everyone was in the lounge eating. Bennings and Fuchs held up entwined hands and Norris and Cooper did the same.

“Oh, we’ll shit boys” MacReady hummed sipping his whiskey. He didn’t know a lot of the men were already dating.

“My woman’s at home still.” Childs chimes in, looking up from his plate of food.

“I don’t really need anyone yet. The dogs are enough.” Clark answers with a shrug.

“I’m not interested in no one yet either.” Nauls shrugs

“My wife is at home too. That leaves Windows and Palmer.” Blair’s points out. The whole table shifts to look at the two men. Palmer turns to Windows, grinning like a cat.

“We’ll, I know I like someone but he’s a pussy. How about you, Win-“ the stoner was cut off by Windows pulling him in by his shirt collar and planting a kiss on his lips.

YOU BET!

TW///Panic attacks\\TW

Your chest felt tight. Breaths came out in short strangled bursts. You could barely see past the tears in your eyes.

You’re not sure what triggered you but now you can’t seem to come down. You didn’t hear footsteps come into the leisure room.

“Woah!” Palmer exclaimed seeing you. He’s never seen you like this but he knows what this is. It’s a panic attack.

“Hey, hey, easy baby,” Nauls coos at you gentle wrapping an arm around you trembling form. MacReady was on your other side as the two of them led you to the couch. MacReady moved away as soon as he got you to the couch careful not to crowd you.

“Doc! Can you come here please!” Blaire called into the hall. Doc came in and Blaire filled him in on what was going on.

“Can you breathe with me? Let’s try in, 1…2…3…4…out 4…3…2…1” he says softly. He kept doing breathing exercises with you until you could take normal breaths on your own.

“I..I’m so…s-sorry boys” you stammer out feeling guilty that they all had to see this.

“It’s okay. It happens to some of us sometime too.” Bennings assures you

“Yeah, We all have our own issues. We won’t judge you for yours. You don’t have to do it alone.” Fuch offers.

Norris comes in with water and a snack for you.

“I’m case you’re like me and need a snack or something.” Norris offers, setting the tray down.

“I got weed if that would help.” Palmer chips in wanting to be helpful. You give a chuckle

“Maybe later, they may need a minute now.” Childs says patting Palmer on the back

Clark comes in with your favorite husky.

“They knew you needed help. They wouldn’t stop whining to come out and see you.” He says having the pup sit in front of you so you can pet them.

“You can have a day off if you need?” Gary offers.

“No sir, I’ll be okay I just needed a minute.” You assure him

Windows sets a pair of headphones on the counter in front of you beside the snacks.

“These help me when things are too loud to focus.” He says

OH HOHOH YES YOU MAY!!

Okay! So, if you couldn’t tell already, my Palmer is Bi! He has a lean towards boys (mainly because he’s constantly surrounded by men) and doesn’t really care who knows. He’s got a pride pin on his denim jacket.

He loves all kinds of music! Some pop here some OLD country there. His favorite is classic rock! Specifically hairmetal and Genesis.

He’s a Christian but extremely chill and open minded. He’ll talk to anyone about anything and when really high, he’ll contemplate the universe with ya for hours

He’s got two pet skunks! His current ones are Bozo and Sunny and he knows a guy who breeds them.

He shares his stash with Childs and Childs will share with him. They weed bros

He LOVES Seinfeld and old ass game shows. He loves to watch deal or no deal or like random ones that no one heard of before

Windows is his current crush. He won’t tell him until he figures out of Windows is into guys or not (Windows is he’s just closeted and a bit internally homophobic cause parents)