#numeric-literature

May I have one? :D}}

emotional headcanon: Chuck is often at a loss for words, and can't quite find the right ones to say. He expresses his emotions physically; always has to lay his hands on something, somehow.

happy headcanon: Chuck comes up with nicknames for the people he cares about. Though he doesn't use them in everyday conversations, he tends to think about that person using that nickname and sort of grin to himself over it.

love headcanon: Chuck doesn't actually specifically believe in love so much as he believes in friendship and the bonds you make with people. 'Love' is sort of a hokey word to him, when there are so many others that could describe it better.

childhood headcanon: Chuck used to hide in closets and cabinets when he was a kid; he took comfort in the dark and the silence and the feeling like he was very, very safe in a small space. Now, well. Not so much.

food headcanon: Chuck hides candy in all of the places he sneaks off to around the 'Dome; there's some in the maintenance hatch, hidden in the rafters on the cat walk, tucked into the unused closet off the desalination room. Heaven help the moron who touches it.

craaapp i want to join but I can'tt ;;__;;; make sure you post it if you're done! <3 }}

[text]: ??????? Oh my god this isn’t even Mari. [text]: Sorry about that, dude! I got a real fight with a friend and… uugh i got carried away I guess （￣へ￣） [text]: Sorry again (´；д；`)

[Text] Spawn of Gottlieb, it is quite alright

[Text] To quote the great and terrible woman of a shitty music genre:

[Text]: Everybody makes mistakes...Everybody has bad days...Nobody's perfect...ya gotta work it!

[Your wish, my command darlin'. (; ]

Chuck loved Max, and Max loved Chuck. It had been love at first sight, when Dad dropped that squirming brown and white puppy into Chuck's arms as a gift for making Ranger. The two were inseparable from the second Max's big, wet brown puppy eyes met Chuck's sharp green human ones.

"I've been missing you, handsome," Chuck laughs, scratching Max's tummy. "My little charmer, we never get to see each other anymore." Max makes a snorting noise. "I know, mate, it's bullshit. Hey, go get your bone, eh?" Max flips himself over, regarding Chuck. "Yeah, go get your bone, Max." Chuck points to the corner of the room where all of Max's toys are piled.

Max trots over and comes back with one of those twisted knot rope bones. "Good boy, Max," Chuck says, scratching Max's ears. "But it's mine now." He tugs on the rope and Max makes a pathetic attempt at a growl. "Really, mate? You're not even trying." He tugs harder and Max pulls back, nearly sitting on his haunches.

They play tug until Chuck finally lets go. He and Max could go for hours, neither one of them willing to give up, both of them strong enough to be in it for the long haul. Chuck always lets Max win, though; he thinks it would hurt the dog's pride if his human beat him at things like tug of war.

I TAKE THAT BACK. Usually if it really WAS a Tumblr person I’d be flattered :3 But if it’s just a spam blog or bot… I’d ignore them if I were you .___. PS: *laaughs hard at that gif* }}

//I don't know...I don't think they are an RP blog but still...it was just unexpected? Part of me wants to believe it was an accident, but they also liked it. The other part of me is like "ARE THEY READING MY GOOFY WRITING? DO THEY LIKE MY GOOFY WRITING!?" It's just...weird? I'd understand if they were following me but...they aren't. And how the heck did they even find me? xD