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roxygen22 · 3 months

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I have been binge watching Timothée Chalamet movies, and seeing him hold Baby Bess as Laurie at the end of Little Women inspired this piece of Wonka fluff.

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Bun in the Oven

For most, it was just an ordinary Tuesday evening. But for you and Willy, it was your third wedding anniversary. You managed to get off work early so you could swing by the bakery to pick up a special surprise for Willy and beat him home to set up.

You pull one of the nice plates out of the cupboard from the set you save for special occasions - a wedding gift from Mr. Crunch and family. This was truly a special occasion for many reasons. You hold it to your chest for a brief moment of daydreaming about your wedding and what's to come. "Oh, I better not get too distracted. He'll be home soon," you mutter to yourself. You grab the box from the bakery and very carefully transfer a cinnamon bun to the plate. Taking a cue from your husband, you add some flair by drawing a chocolate heart next to it before setting the plate in the oven.

You barely got set up and bags put away when you hear the doorknob turn. Willy bursts into the kitchen, waltzing in with flowers and (of course) a box of chocolates. "Happy anniversary, my sweet!" He sets his gifts down on the counter in order to free up his hands to take you into his arms, dip you backwards, and plant an eager kiss on your lips.

Once you are upright again, you grab a vase for the flowers. You turn away from him to fill the vase in the sink, but really you needed a moment to regain your composure. You were so excited that you were about to vibrate right out of your skin. You bite your lip, take a breath, and turn back around to say: "I have something for you, too. Go look in the oven."

Willy cocks his head and furrows his brow in brief confusion before a grin makes its way across his face. He makes it to the oven in one giant step and pulls open the door. Feeling that it wasn't hot, he pulled the plate out. "Oh, this looks scrumptious. Aww, there's even a chocolate heart!"

"Most importantly, there's a bun. In the oven," you respond expectantly.

"Just one? You didn't get one for yourself? I'll split it with you," he says obliviously as he takes a huge bite.

"No, Willy." You huff a laugh because this is *not* going how you imagined. Sometimes you forget that before he founded his chocolate factory, he had not stayed in any one place long enough to pick up on common colloquialisms. "It's a saying. When someone says they have a bun in the oven, it means they are pregnant."

"Ah, okay." He smiles and brings up the bun to take another bite. Before it makes contact, though, he pauses and stares at you, mouth agape with a little bit of icing on his lip. "Oh..."

::Finally, he gets it:: you think to yourself.

"You...? We...?"

You nod excitedly as tears start forming in your eyes and his. As verbose and loquacious as he tends to be, your showman seems to be struggling to utter a coherent thought. "Yes, Willy, we are going to have a baby. Happy anniversary, my love!"

"Huh," he whispered, licking the icing off his lip. "Huh! Oh, [y/n]...this...this is great news!" He picked you up and spun you around. "Oh, I guess I shouldn't do that! I might make you both dizzy."

You giggle and wipe away happy tears as Willy leans his forehead against yours. He pulls you into a hug and buries his nose in your hair, stifling his own tears. You both stand in the embrace for quite a while before he loosens his grip to look you in the eyes, gently cup your cheeks in his hands, and pepper your face with kisses.

"How long? How do you feel?"

"Just six weeks. I've suspected for about a week and confirmed today. I feel okay, just a little nauseous in the mornings. It still feels unreal."

Willy smiled, but then his eyes quickly fell to the ground.

"How do *you* feel, my love?"

"Ecstatic. Hopeful. Scared. I didn't really have a father growing up. I mean, obviously I had a father, but for as long as I can remember it was just me and mamma. And then I was on my own at 15. So I don't really know what it takes to be a dad."

You ran your fingers through his unruly curls. "Just do what you already do best. Love big. Laugh often. Forgive much. And just be there for them like your mother was for you while she was earthside."

With that, Willy kneeled to eye level with your still-flat belly and leaned in. "Hello there, my little cocoa bean." Your heart fluttered as he glanced up at you through his wet eyelashes just briefly before continuing. "I can't wait to meet you. We are going to have so many adventures. But *you* are going to learn to read as soon as you are able so you don't get *almost* eaten by a tiger on these adventures like me, though. Your Aunt Noodle would agree," he giggled. "I'll also teach you magic tricks and how to make chocolate. My mamma, your grandmother, said it's not the chocolate that matters; it's who you share it with. And I can't wait to share it with you."

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Part 2

I make no claim of ownership for these characters. I just love them to pieces and wanted to share this one-shot.

Side note: Willy would totally be the kind to bring home the fruit or vegetable corresponding to the size of the baby.

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irlbop · 2 months

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[fleetingly thinks about how the concept of empires was a big theme]

[thinks about how there hasn’t been an update or anything regarding Copia’s fate or whereabouts]

[remembers that the Ides of March is coming up]

….

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#pictured above is me threatening to blast Apollo’s dodgeball if it comes a hair closer to me #of course this is extremely unlikely to occur #but my god weirder things have been known to happen #and after learning about the willy Wonka experience meet hours after joking about ‘creature!wonka’#I cannot take any risks #ghost bc #the band ghost #cardinal copia #papa emeritus iv

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billyshamsartblog · 2 months

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People talk big about Papa Louie hiring random people and trapping them in food service, but sometimes you just have to think what the alternative is when it comes to fast food restaurants in the Flipverse

#papa louie #flipline studios #flipline #cherissa #isadora #mortadello's meat pies #glasgow willy wonka experience #willy's chocolate experience #do note that I did this with the utmost respect towards the Oompa Loompa actress

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cardis-tricycle · 5 months

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I seriously don't know why this looks so hilarious to me

#for a second I even thought about willy wonka and I don't get it myself #but kinda #shitghosting #complete shitghosting #papa emeritus iv #the band ghost

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strawberriescherrieskiwi · 5 months

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Peppermint Pattie.

Anon requests:

I need more timothee as wonka omg pls 😭 i read the his muse fic and I’m going crazy I need more like anything abt him if you could 🙏 pls

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Description: Willy loves nothing more than his wonderful Flossy and their son. Together they enjoy a lovely snowy winter morning.

A/N: I had this idea while writing another dad fic for another character and had to write it down. I love Wonka. He's my baby. This is a slight part 2 of My Muse set years later.

Warning: Unedited Fluff. Family fun in the snow. Their son is so adorable.

“My little Gummy bears? Where are you?” Willy shouted playfully as he looked around the snow-covered forest for you and your son, pep.

Pep gasped as he heard his father’s footsteps get closer to your hiding spot. You giggled softly and quickly pressed your finger to your lips. He nodded zipping his lips and huddling closer to you to not be seen.

Willy giggled as he spotted you both but pretended not to. “Fiddlesticks.

Where have they gone? I guess they aren’t here,” he overdramatically sighed walking past the tree you two were hiding behind.

“Now, mama?” Pep asked looking up with his green eyes full of barely contained excitement.

Nodding, you grabbed a handful of snow and made a ball. Pep was quick to copy you and then jumped from behind the tree and threw his snowball at your husband. Who quickly gasped and dropped to the ground clutching his stomach.

“I’ve been hit. I’ve been hit. And by my mine son. The betrayal. The betrayal.” He howled causing Pep to laugh so hard that he was bent over.

“Oh no, Papa. Who will make all the yummy treats? It was Mama’s idea.” The Toddler said between laughter he was trying to conceal from his father.

“My fault?” You gasped revealing yourself.

“See she still has snow in her hand,” Pep gasped running to Willy’s side and brushing the snow off of him.

Willy giggled grabbing Pep and playfully tackling him to the snow. “Turning on mama? Only like me for my treats?” Willy teased as he tickled him.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I love you, papa,” Pep gasped out between laughs. “I love you, mommy. It was a joint idea.” He added.

You threw your snowball at Willy. “My partner in crime confessed now let him go, Chocolate Man,” you teased quickly making another snowball.

Willy playfully held his hands up and rolled away. You giggled as he was now covered completely in snow. “I surrender.” He chanted.

Pep jumped up cheering. “We won we won. Mama, you are my hero.” Running over to you, he jumped in your arms.

Smiling at your happy boy, you spun him around. “Shouldn’t we celebrate with Papa? He did surrender.”

“Good idea,” Pep nodded. “Papa good news. We have all won.”

Willy quickly popped up wrapping his arms around your waist. “We’ve all won? Well, isn’t that lovely,” he said spinning you all around.

And he spun and all. And spun you all. Until you were all dizzy and fell into the snow. “Oops,” Willy said sheepishly as you all lay in the snow.

“So clumsy, darling,” you said, kissing his nose and brushing snow out of his hair. Pep quickly climbed in between you both, snuggling into both of your sides.

“Can we go in for cocoa now? I’m cold,” he said.

“Ah, cocoa. What a brilliant idea. Let’s go get changes and warm,” Willy said pulling you to your feet. Then tossed our son in the air and threw him over your shoulder.

“Willy careful. He is not a sack of flour,” you said.

“Not a sack of flour? I thought I had a flour son,” he said in fake confusion. He spun your son around in his arms. “You are not flour?”

Pep giggled shaking his head. “No not flour, papa. I’m peppermint,” he giggled. Willy grinned widely and giggled along with him at their little joke.

“Well, if you are peppermint, then I’m not papa. I’m Pattie,” he joked, making both of them laugh more.

You shook your head at your silly Wonka boys. “Come along Peppermint and his Pattie,” you teased, looping your arm through Willy, and walking back towards your little cabin.

“Of course. We must listen to our muse, right Pep?” Willy said kissing your cheek quickly.

“Right, papa.” Pep grinned kissing your kiss as well.

Once inside you quickly went into the kitchen and started warming milk on the stove as the boys both got changed. Giggles and squeals filled the small house as they both teased and joked with each other.

“Papa, what do you get when you are all out of pepper?” Pep said as they came into the kitchen. Pep on his father’s shoulder.

“Hmm. That is a tough one. Salt?” Willy guessed.

“No silly. Mint,” Pep giggled.

“Ah,” Willy's eyes widened comically. “Why didn’t I think of that? You are so clever.” He said, ruffling his hair.

“Clever? I’m a Wonka. I am magical,” Pep correctly. Willy nodded tossing him and spinning him around the room.

“Right, you are. My little magical peppermint. I don’t know what I’ll do without you and your mama.” As he spun them, he moved closer to you. “My sweet flossy. My muse.” He stole your lips in a sweet kiss before passing your son to you as he grabbed the chocolate to grade into the simmering milk.

“I just got an idea. What about a peppermint flavor Candy floss. That produces bubbles when you eat it?” He said excitedly as he buzzed around the kitchen.

It was always amusing to walk him work and see the joy in his eyes when he got an idea. “Hmm. Bubbles you say?” You teased.

“Yes, bubbles. Big bubbles. The biggest the world will ever see?” He went on, adding the chocolate to the milk.

“I think it’s the best idea ever, papa.”

“I second that,” you said, fluffing his curls. Willy grinned and nuzzled into your hand. You grinned patting his hand a few more times. You put your son on the ground and patted his hand. “I will go get change. You two finish up the cocoa.”

“of course. It’s almost done. It’s just missing… “Willy trailed off.

“We need peppermint,” Pep giggled jumping up and down.

“Right, you are. Everything is better with Peppermint. Mama and I lives are a million times better because of our peppermint,” he said, rubbing his nose against Pep.

Pep giggled wrapping his arms around his father's shoulders. “I love you, papa. Once we are warmed up can we go make a snow angel?”

“Just one angel? We have to make a whole family,” Willy said, grabbing three mugs and slowly pouring the cocoa into the cups.

“And a factory. We need a chocolate factory.” He chanted excitedly.

Willy grinned kissing Pep’s cheek. “We do need a factory. That is a brilliant, brilliant idea. We should draw up some designs while we drink.” He said adding marshmallows and chocolate sauce to the cocoas.

“I’ll go get my pens and paper,” Pep exclaimed running out of the kitchen just as you walked into the kitchen.

“A new project?” You asked grabbing the cups and carrying them to in front of the fireplace. “These look amazing, Willy, “you added looking at his creation. Nothing was ever simple, and you loved his creativity. Willy followed close behind with a plate of cookies.

“Thank you, Flossy. And yes, a factory made of snow,” he smiled sitting down on the ground and pulling you into his lap.

“Of snow? Last week it was one of chocolate. Before that one of candy.”

“And before that one of gingerbread.” Willy chuckled. “It seems Pep is trying to tell us something.”

“That he wants to visit his wonderful chocolatier father at work maybe?” You laughed along with him.

“Hmm, I think that is it. What do you say? Is he old enough to join me?” He asked, blinking innocently sweet and loving at you.

“He’s only 3, Willy,” you said, cupping his cheek.

“My sweet candy floss. My love my muse. I’ll only take him for a few hours. 2 max and then he’ll be back home. He will love it,” he said, kissing your jaw.

You hummed nodding. “You are very convincing Mr. Wonka. Just don’t let him wander away. You both tend to get excited and forgetful.”

Willy grinned grabbing both of your cheeks before kissing you deeply and with passion. “You are perfect, flossy,” he said.

Tiny footsteps sounded as Pep came into the room. “I have everything. I hope the cocoa isn’t cold,” he said, jumping onto your lap.

“What took you so long?” You asked, kissing his forehead. “I found some chocolate wurbles and ate them,” he giggled.

You shook your head but handed him his little mug. “It should be just perfect.” Nodding he held it tightly between his two hands and took a sip.

Willy watched with wide eyes. Always so happy to see his son consume something that he’s made. He made sure to add a few surprises that he knew his son would love. Pep's eyes widened.

“Papa, you put cinnamon in this.” He paused and took another sip. “And something spicy?” He furrowed his brows. “Cayenne?”

“Ah, what a smart boy you are,” Willy praised, giving his cheek an affectionate pinch. “That palette of yours is even better than mine. And guess what? Mama said you can come to the factory with me.”

Pep gasped turning to face you. “Really? I can go work with Papa?”

“Yes, but not all day. We can have you losing all your teeth,” you teased, poking his belly.

He squealed putting down his mug and wrapping his arms around you both. “I’m going to be a chocolatier like Papa,” he chanted over and over.

You and Willy both smiled and hugged your son back. There was nothing that made you happier than seeing your son light up with the same spark that lived inside your husband.

“My little chocolate makers. Shall I make you a matching lucky coat like Papa?” You said moving your son off your lap and placing him on Willy’s.

“Yes yes. I want one exactly like Papa,” Pep grinned grabbing his mug and passing Willy his.

“Matching coats? Are you coming for my job, Peppermint?” Willy teased.

“Hmmm,” Pep said just drinking his cocoa.

“Oh, what a cutthroat business the chocolate game is. My own son,” he laughed. “Can you believe that, Flossy?” He teased.

“Never papa. We can run the factory together. As a family,” Pep perked up.

Willy hugged him tightly to his cheek. “I would very much like that.”

“Too tight,” Pep croaks.

“Sorry,” Will chuckled. “Now should we get to plan for our snow family and factory?”

“Yeah. I have so many ideas.”

“And I can’t wait to hear them all. Flossy, you’ll help us right?”

They both looked at you with passion-filled eyes, begging you to join. You smiled widely nodding. “Of course, I will. Nothing I love more than working with my Wonka boys.

“And we need our muse,” Willy said.

“Always,” Pep added, moving to the small table in your living room and patting the space next to him for both of you.”

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spideysbruh · 1 month

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jokes

y/n just posted a story!

caption- just some thoughts 🤭🤭🤔🤔

@realchalamet just tweeted- yes, y/n actually made me go through my following and explain

@y/n liked and retweeted

@y/n replied- okay but you were totally willing !!!

@realchalamet liked and replied- I guess I just love you so much I'd do any and everything for you idk

@yellowyn replied- awwww 🥺😭😭😭

@leestimmy replied- LMFAOOOOO I'm just picturing yall doing this and I'm deadddd

@timmysdunesss replied- okay. now swallow an airtag

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tchalamet literally the most beautiful girl i've seen in my whole life. nobody compares!!! 😍😍

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zendaya did y/n steal your phone be honest

tchalamet no this is just me appreciating my wonderful girlfriend

y/n omg so unexpected haha thank you timmy 🥰😘😘

tchalamet anything for my princess

worldlyyn okay but timmy is actually away filming rn so she's not with him, he fr posted this 💀😭😭

headbandyn but y/n DEF told him LMAOOO

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y/n i ❤️ my boyfriend

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rachelzegler im dead.

willymywonka PLEASEEEEEEEEEE 💀💀💀💀💀

tchalamet why.

florenceamy LITTLE TIMMYYYY

die4yn LOSING IT OVER THISSSSSS

timmylaurie AYE NOW CHOP 🗣🗣🗣

y/n RAH RAH LIKE A DUNGEON DRAGON LIKE A DUNGEON DRAGON 🗣🗣🗣

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tchalamet I'll love her as long as I breathe

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cookieyn VRYINGG

timmylaurie damn he's so in love im crying

y/n wowww so you won't love me anymore when we die ??? ok. noted.

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tchalamet I can't with you.

y/n 😁🥰🥰😘😘😘

ynxlee why are they the best couple ever

timmytimstan don't get the hype over that fugly girl

lomlyn can you stfu he doesnt want you bro he never will you're literally hideous and evil why would he ever even associate with you

timmyscat DAMN 💀💀💀

y/n just posted a story!

caption- i watch wonka or little women when i miss him 😔💔🫶 my whimsical man

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y/n ill be the brightest, you'll see

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tsgf she's showing wayyyy too much omg, no way timothee is okay w this

ynsheadphones kys tbh

y/n okay and I'll show more, tf ?

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tchalamet how are you so perfect

sunshineyn timothée is so lucky bro wtf man

spideyyn i wanna know what he did in a past life to deserve this

tchalamet my girl is hot !!!

scrubscrubtimmy should we give timothée some space? 🤔💀💀💀

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tchalamet we do go outside !!! a lot!!!!!

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y/n that was our first time seeing the sun in like three months don't lie

tchalamet 🤫🤫🤫

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tchalamet my 104 year old girlfriend 😍😍😍

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@y/n just tweeted- WONKA NOW ON HBO (or is it max now? 🤔🙄)

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shhtickerbook · 2 months

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Can I ask for some headcanons for Wonka going very *very* little to the point where he's just a little baby and Abacus taking care of him 🥺

Oh anon you know me too well :,) of course!!! Headcanons under the cut

• It isn’t often that Willy slips down really little, but when he does he is extremely clingy and often completely non verbal. But Abacus has experience with little ones from his own parenting. And over time he was able to pick up on what exactly Willy is wanting or trying to tell him when words aren’t working.

• Although the main trigger of him slipping so low is usually from something negative happening or he’s extremely exhausted. Abacus is the go to caregiver when he’s at his smallest. And although not the best of circumstances, he can’t help but enjoy it a little when he gets to care for him so small.

• Abacus knitted him a small comfort blanket, seeing how much he already adores his little knitted bird from his mother. When very little he’ll sleep with it rubbed against his cheek, with it meaning so much to Abacus with how much he adores it. Abacus having knitted similar blankets for his own children and granddaughter.

(I base this on my late papa who did this for myself and siblings. Miss him so much 💔)

• Willy wishes it were possible for Abacus to carry him like Piper can, especially when he’s tiny. So instead he’ll do everything he can to be attached to him, sitting in his knee or curled into his shoulder in bed.

• Willy needs a lot of help when in a baby headspace, simple actions feeling so much harder. He forgets about basic self care, and desperately needs to have someone there to help him with things. (Which is usually Abacus) Such as dressing, eating and just being aware of his bodily needs.

• When Willy can’t sleep, Abacus is usually happy to read to him until he can drift off. Usually chaptered storybooks that Willy would struggle to read on his own. Although for when his littlest, Noodle had found a few picture books in her mother’s library to lend. Slowly Abacus will read each page and let Willy take as much time as he wants to trace and look at the pages. Similar to how he would trace the text on his mother’s bar of chocolate.

#little chocolatier #little! wonka #agere wonka #wonka agere #fandom agere hc #fandom agere #caregiver abacus #caregiver headcanons #caregiver #age regression #age regressor #age dreaming #agere community #sfw agere #agere blog #safe agere #agere little #sfw littlespace #sfw interaction only

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ask-princessandromeda · 28 days

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how do y'all feel about your mortal parents?

Chris: I love my mother! She’s the best. She works at a bank back in Arizona. The thought of her is what kept me from going insane in the Labyrinth from my first hours there, to be honest.I can’t wait to see her after the war is over.

Silena: Papa’s the most kind-hearted, fun person I know. I grew up in his chocolate shop and I have many beautiful memories with him. Living in what’s essentially Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory is quite a child’s dream, isn’t it? I miss him so much.

Chris: Luke, what about you? You never told us about your mum.

Luke: *avoiding eye contact* That’s none of your business. Let’s move on.

[@artemx746 also asked this]

#[I already did Ethan and Al in another post]#ask princess andromeda #titan army #percy jackson #pjo ask blog #pjo

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fryingpan1234567 · 1 year

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That Hermitcraft hero AU list I promised

yeah. here you go (:

edit: no art for y’all lol if you saw the original post congrats, but if you happened to have aphantasia or are just not good at visualizing, sorry! no art, it doesn’t go over well lmao

happy reading!

Impulse: SV

powers: electricity + thunder

info: he’s really good with press lol he usually goes on missions with kids because they all love him- during the day, the iDimpy factory ‘bought’ the Hermit Compound and ‘converted it to a chocolate factory’ and Impulse runs it lol (dw it’s still for superheroes, the bottom couple levels were just edited a bit HE MAKES REALLY GOOD CANDY)

appearance: MR. IMPULSE AS WILLY WONKA MY BELOVED (his super suit is metal like Iron Man and has a glowing yellow i in the middle)

Zed: Worm Man

powers: sheep [: (NO HIS NAME DOESN’T MAKE SENSE IT’S FOR THE MEME)

info: fs a mad scientist- he teaches middle school science during the day XD

appearance: blond, blue eyes, ram horns that he tells his students is just a headband, lab coat + goggles even when not in the lab lol- his super suit is just. Worm Man. you know

Tango: Blaze

powers: fire + can change back and forth between super form and civilian

info: he’s super funny lol

appearance: yellow hair that looks like fire (it is actually on fire in super form), red eyes, sharp teeth in super form, if you’ve seen @lunarcrown ‘s Tango art that’s the fit style I’m thinking for the super suit

Keralis: Cyclopes

powers: siren Keralis my beloved

info: he loves kids but has kind of a spooky look to him- don’t worry, they warm up to him eventually and even call him Papa K!!

appearance: larger than average eyes but is otherwise basically normal lol his super fit is just like Aquaman style yk lots of scales

Bdubs: Apollo

powers: photokinesis

info: shreepy boi, moss hoodie, short (don’t tell him)

appearance: floofy brown hair held back w/ a red bandana, Latino, super fit is just a Greek chiton lol (he’s glowing bright enough you can’t even see him most of the time)

Ren: Red King

powers: werewolf

info: he can control which form and how he acts in said forms pretty much always- scary wolf hulk for bad guys and fluffy puppy for kids

appearance: in human form he has ears and a tail :DD

• Doc: 77

powers: let’s imagine a cross between the Hulk, the Winter Soldier, and a creeper

info: he is very good at fighting (: he’s cyborg and has green in super form

appearance: literally like seven feet tall

Scar: the Wizard

powers: telekinesis, magic

info: he is actually disabled, he just uses telekinesis to walk around as a super lol (HE HAS A MASSIVE MAGIC CAT THAT HE DISGUISES AS A NORMAL ONE DURING THE DAY)

appearance: covered in scars (obvi), bright green eyes, suit is Hot Guy fit

Cub: Bear

powers: Vex wings, skulk

info: he’s very friendly, but his super state is, uh… possessed. by the Deep Dark. I’m sure it’s fine

appearance: dark curly hair, galaxy eyes in super form but otherwise normal blue, super fit is just him covered in skulk- I’m thinking Venom vibes (SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS CONCEPT)

Grian: Evo

powers: BIGASS PARROT WINGS (and advanced sight)

info: pesky bird boy lmao he does the Jurassic Park claw tap thing when he’s hunting + on stealth missions

appearance: yeah he’s got bird feet lol he doesn’t leave the compound very much bc he can’t really disguise or lie about that

Pearl: Moth

powers: moth wings + antennae

info: she is in fact an alien but it’s okay she’s very nice unless she’s hunting with her dogs

appearance: again wings and antennae, brown hair with lighter streaks, purple eyes, super fit is like Storm/ Starfire

Gem: Dawn

powers: fire but in sunset yellow/ orange/ red/ purple colors lol

info: she’s actually descended from Gaelic royalty lmao

appearance: deer horns, orange hair which in super form turns to a fire ombré like Starfire, suit has pink honeycomb patterns

• Cleo: Medusa

powers: necromancy and turning people to stone (:

info: she died in Ancient Greece and rose as a zombie after Hades, who fell in love with her, granted her “life”. she is immortal

appearance: a zombie lol (but a hot one I promise you) with orange snakes for hair

Stress: Monster

powers: flower queennn

info: she doesn’t like dark/ stealth missions as much, but she’s all for patrol whenever

appearance: always has a flower crown for some reason?? eyes glow pink when she uses her powers and the suit is like that one fanart of Isabella from Encanto as Spider-Man

Iskall: Doom

powers: lmao they’re just a cyborg

info: a very nice person, they just can’t seem to say hello correctly

appearance: brown hair, cyber eye, tol, they pretty much wear the suit everywhere and tells people it’s cosplay and they’re their own biggest fan

Etho: Kitsune

powers: snow/ ice/ illusion mist

info: he may have accidentally adopted the New York Governer lmao whoops (he hates kids except for this one)

appearance: white hair, mask to cover scars, one red eye damaged by redstone, really tall, white fox ears and nine tails in super form

xB: Crafted

powers: Black Widow style with a big white wolf (he and Jellie get along I promise)

info: we love him but he’s an antisocial dork

appearance: black hair, blue eyes, literally just. a guy. he’s a guy. he wears fins behind his ears so people think he’s more dangerous lol

Hypno: Memorizd

powers: memory wipe + telepathy

info: he’s the main one who deals with civilians lol especially if they saw something they weren’t supposed to

appearance: aaaalways wears the black bandana over their hair, tol, emo /j- the suit is like a ninja

Wels: the Knight

powers: lmao he’s a knight idk what to tell you

info: he’s a knight with standard knight principles, but he’s chill about it. he likes theater but makes fun of the fact that he likes theater lol

appearance: blond, blue eyes, tol, he fights in a modern-looking suit of armor that keeps most of its medieval design

• Jevin: Slimer

powers: slime boi (like Frozone x Honey Lemon but slime yk)

info: he’s in the same boat as Grian- there’s really no disguising being made entirely of slime

appearance: teal slime lol (it runs in the family) supposedly he’s got a way to turn more human-looking but he hasn’t quite figured it out yet

Xisuma: Void

powers: time, space, and interdimensional portals!!

info: he and his twin are the leaders of their own groups, and they’re actually from another dimension and can’t breathe oxygen

appearance: that’s why he always wears a helmet! it’s his bones suit :DD

False

powers: superstrength, but she doesn’t use it very often

info: she’s like the Hermits’ resident suit maker that’s what she does lol

appearance: blonde choppy hair held back with welding goggles, brown eyes, covered in freckles

Mumbo

powers: none unless you count exceptional redstone skills

info: tech guy!! when someone busts something, they go straight to Mumbo

appearance: black hair, mustache (because of course), tol??, suit. always. Mumbo what

Joe

powers: none

info: the medic, because lord knows they need one

appearance: green hair lol

Beef

powers: none, but he’s really good with knives

info: he makes the food and potions, but the Hermits keep telling him not to wear that bloodstained apron around everywhere. it’s suspicious

appearance: again with the apron, and he’s scarily buff. kids are scared of him but he’s very nice really

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Impulse had known for a very long time that he wasn’t exactly… normal.

Which isn’t a bad thing! But, the static shock people got when they touched him while he didn’t feel a thing, storms brewing when he had less-than-ideal days, and really mostly the fact that his phone never died when he held it- the charge almost seemed to be going up- all that did not seem ordinary.

So when he was recruited for a hero team because everyone at his school had apparently reported his strangeness, he wasn’t exactly surprised. But he was definitely ready to make a difference.

So Zed was some kind of sheep/ human hybrid. Did that make life a lot more difficult? In some ways, yes, but mostly no.

See, he had really good hearing. And he never had to worry about riding his skateboard, because his balance was always perfect and his skull was uncrackable. Plus he can jump like five feet on solid ground, which is pretty sick.

But people still thought he was weird. They all knew he’d grow up to be a hero… or a villain. So there was always a thin line of separation from the rest of the world, like they wanted to treat him like a fragile thing that could potentially attempt to end the world in the near future.

He would never, of course. But the only place he could really find contentment was with the Hermits.

Tango had discovered his powers in a… less pleasant manner.

Basically all he remembered was yelling. It was scary, he was seven years old, and… something just broke.

Then there was fire.

His parents, as far from that title as they were, did not make it out. Somehow, he managed to escape unscathed. Physically, anyways.

Foster care was pretty lame, but it was better than his old home life. Still, the only people he views as family are his team.

Keralis had loved singing for as long as he could remember. Especially because everyone loved to listen!

His mother had come from the sea, and his father was a fisherman. Keralis liked that his parents were sort of like a fairy tale. His mother taught him how to sing when he was young, but especially to control what he sang. She said he could really hurt people, and while at the time he didn’t know what that meant, he went along with it.

Until one day at a summer camp, they had a screaming contest (they were middle schoolers, don’t question it). Every window in the camp shattered, and six kids had to go home with ruptured eardrums.

He was immediately handed over to the American Hero Monitoring compound. There, he met X and Bdubs, and they didn’t mind his voice. Plus his parents visited on weekends! The only thing he loves more than singing is being a hero.

Bdubs and his brother had learned early on that not everyone likes heroes.

Maybe they shouldn’t have shown people that the two of them could play catch with a ball made of actual light, because they were then immediately accused of witchcraft. Witchcraft, really? Is this the sixteenth century?

Their family was forced to move to New York, and the AHM got ahold of both boys not long after. Because they bragged once, to a bunch of classmates in a small-town school that they’d been going to their entire lives. Bdubs opted to be a hero; show people that he can be good, but Puncenge wasn’t quite ready to forgive them all. He promised he wouldn’t ever use his powers for bad, but when he broke out of the compound with X’s twin, Bdubs didn’t go with.

The rest of the Hermits would probably kill him if they found out he was still in contact with one of America’s biggest supervillains.

There was a famous werewolf cryptid in Britain, and a lot of people were after him.

The original Hermit Initiative Program, with only Keralis, Xisuma, Tango, and Bdubs- well, their first mission was to capture him. Luckily, it wasn’t all that difficult.

See, Ren was not a monster. Most of the time he lived in town and was just… a normal dude. On the days where he was too sore or lazy to put a hat on and hide his tail somewhere inconvenient, he just let people believe he was a furry, because he couldn’t give less of a fuck.

So tracking down a guy with literal wolf ears and a tail wasn’t difficult, especially when he wasn’t doing much to hide. Ren was more than happy to get away from the hunters and to a place where he could just live and be normal.

Doc was the result of several government experiments- none of them good.

When scientists had discovered a new species of what looked like furry green things that walked on three legs and looked sad all the time, they figured whatever it was should be kept hidden from the public.

Especially after one of them blew a crater in the side of a mountain and killed three people.

A recently convicted scientist himself was selected to be, uh… tested on. It was a lot of blood and pain, but hey, that’s not a bad exchange for immortality and infinite explosive material.

Scar lost mobility in his legs thanks to a particularly risky mission in his rookie days- he got every civilian out, but there was definitely a cost.

It’s okay though!! His telekinesis allows him to move freely when he’s super-ing, and he has a big magical cat to keep him company at home. He was more than thrilled when there was an offer extended to him to be a Hermit, although he found it funny that it took them so long to locate him (a disabled person could never be a hero! *cough* Daredevil haters *cough*)

Cub was a scientist who… may have flown a little too close to the sun. See, he wanted powers, and he was successfully able to give himself wings! Unfortunately for him, he was too curious to stop there.

See, he’d found something called skulk deep, deep underground, in a buried city he and his team were excavating. Something big and very, very loud kept killing them whenever they took more than a few steps in, though, so the site was declared off-limits to everyone.

But Cub snuck in by himself, all the way to the center of the city. There was a portal there, and when he stepped through it… well, he either met God or Satan. Either way, now he’s basically Venom but with a much better color scheme, and he can no longer die! The only catch is that he’s a little bit possessed when using his powers, but the Hermits are there to look out for him.

Grian learned how to hunt very quickly and very suddenly, on the day superheroes were made illegal around the world.

Because, well, the best of the best were after him.

A bird boy! And a pesky one at that! Who used to be a hero! Everyone wanted to get their hands on Evo, and unfortunately, Grian was forced into hiding. Not that it was difficult- he had wings and razor sharp talons, so it wasn’t like anyone non-super could really get to him, but that didn’t stop people from trying.

He’s all for staying in the Hermit compound all day. It means he can lay out pranks while all the normal people are at work.

So maybe Pearl was born in Area 51. That didn’t exactly make her an alien. Maybe. Probably.

Listen. She has wings and antennae, plus a big pretty spaceship DNA-encoded to her, but did that mean she wasn’t from Earth? Of course not! There are plenty of weird people there. Plus, her ancestors were worshiped by the people of Sanctuary. It’s like… fine.

She’s happy to be a hero, of course. When she got an in on the most prestigious hero group in America (Australia was totally dominated by some clown who looked like a gingerbread man), she was absolutely all in. Hermits are better than some lazer beam, anyways.

When Gem transitioned, she didn’t think it would come with fire powers. But hey, bonus.

She kept her antlers, but she actually liked that part. Her people didn’t see her as any less of a princess or priestess, if anything they loved her more for bringing that kind of power to their city, Dawn, which she took for her hero alias.

She had two groups she was a part of, actually, plus with the business of being Gaelic royalty to a group of people previously thought to be extinct, she had a full schedule. But she of course wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Cleo lived in Locri, Italy, way back in Ancient Greek times. She loved her patron goddess, Persephone, and didn’t actually mind Hades. She worked in the city’s mausoleum and crypt, so she got used to death pretty quick.

Well, Hades took a particular interest in her. Not that he could do anything, of course, she was a priestess of both him and his wife. But he harbored a crush of sorts all the way through her life.

She did die. She was mortal, after all. But she was so gorgeous, Hades couldn’t bear that loss, so… he granted her eternal ‘life’. She was green and missing a few pieces and was messily sewn together, plus her fiery orange hair had turned to snakes like Medusa’s, but she walked the earth again.

She never died again. She can’t, which makes her the ideal hero, although she won’t hesitate to paralyze you for a comment about her hourglass shape-

Honestly, Stress didn’t even want to be a hero, mostly. She owned a flower shop and she’d gotten there with the help of exactly zero men, and she didn’t have an interest in changing the world or anything.

Only problem- she had superpowers, and they were sort of hard to contain. Whenever she got antsy, cacti started to grow out of her carpet under her feet, and after getting those stupid invisible thorns stuck between her toes one too many times, she decided to get out and do things with her powers.

The Hermits were happy to have her, and she’s happy to report that she and the other girls are almost their own little team within the big group- and they’re fine-tuned to perfection.

Iskall’s modifications were actually their choice. There was an offer by some mysterious guy in a suit to be rich and powerful beyond belief, and since they were sick of living on the street, they took it.

So they ripped an arm and an eye out. Was it worth it? Definitely.

No one makes fun of them anymore, for being NB or anything else, and they did pay them a lot. The only catch was singing onto a government sanctioned hero organization, and they were happy to go with their girlfriend to the Hermits. She slapped them for being an idiot and allowing themself to be experimented on, but she was happy to have them along.

If you don’t know what a Kitsune is, it’s a Japanese mythical creature that has two forms: fox and human (usually female). They’re kind of like sirens, and they’re absolutely stunning, but very manipulative and usually malicious.

Etho picked the name for the fact that he’s like half fox lol not that he’s evil; his ears and nine tails match the color of his hair. He is in fact immortal, but he doesn’t find that out until someone tries to off him and it just… doesn’t work. He can scar and be wounded, yeah, but death can never catch him.

There are a number of ways to become an assassin. Maybe you were raised since you were a kid. Maybe you were drafted by the government to cut back your sentence Suicide Squad-style. xB signed on in high school for extra credit.

Yeah, his history teacher was secretly a hitman, and students could sign a contract of silence to go on missions for extra credit. Sounds sketch, but it wasn’t terrible. He learned how to kill a man in over a hundred ways just with his hands and didn’t have to learn a thing about the Cold War through all of high school.

He decided just killing people was sort of immoral… although mostly that if he got good enough heroes would start to notice him. He figured if he couldn’t outrun them, he’d better join. And it was a good thing he did- he got his car-sized dog because of it.

Hypno was the most popular kid in his school for one reason: he had control over people’s memories. When someone asked him to make their teacher forget a due date, it magically happened. If an admin found out and tried to stop him, he wiped that as well.

Maybe he got a little carried away. He panicked one day and used it on his parents, only he put in too much effort in his lack of control, and… next thing he knew they were asking who he was and why he was in their house.

He hid from the AHM for as long as he could, thinking he’d be arrested. When they finally did track him down, they agreed to not throw him in a cell on one condition: join the Hermits. Honestly, not a bad deal.

In high school, Wels was… a huge nerd.

Yeah, he was on the varsity football team. But all his real passion went into theater and larping.

He and his twin brother, who was in the same boat, were exploring an abandoned excavation site behind their house one night, when the floor caved and they fell into the depths of what looked like an old buried building.

There were voices. The boys were knighted by ghosts and gifted unbreakable suits of armor. They left that site and had to pretend like everything was normal and fine with their lives. It came with a dope sword though, so who’s complaining?

Being made entirely of slime was cool because you couldn’t really be injured, but not as great because of how plain weird that made you.

Jevin and his cousin Charlie, who was also a hero, were in fact made of slime, as is their whole family. It’s just a weird gene that no one will specify on, but Jev doesn’t really mind.

The thing is, he’s resistant/ immune to pretty much everything. Extreme temperatures just sort of make him slower, and everything else goes through him or gets stuck in him. Not all that convenient, but it’s a nice perk when saving people. He doesn’t have to worry about himself.

Xisuma and his twin are the most powerful beings to ever exist.

Both of them can open portals through space, time, and other dimensions. They’re the only recorded people with that kind of power, ever. It makes them good leaders, but when one is constantly trying to destroy the world while the other is always trying to stop that from happening, scales balance out. If they were on the same side, there would be zero crime anywhere. Ever.

False started her business building little robots to make people’s lives easier, like a Roomba modified for carpet or a drone that pathfinds from your fridge to your living room to deliver drinks, and then it evolved from there.

When it started to get a bit too big to handle, that’s when she conveniently met Mumbo.

The two of them had been working on something highly illegal- a weaponized drone in the shape of a person to be piloted around like a dummy hero- when Evo and Medusa fell right through their warehouse roof, singed around the edges and badly hurt.

Mumbo and False’s service was so highly rated, the Hermits decided to officially adopt them into their team.

Joe and Beef share a kitchen/ lab, which is a good thing, because they’re kind of in the same field. Beef makes potions and food, and Joe is the healer. They’ve always been Hermits, as in assigned by the AHM always.

When various Hermits come in to steal food Beef usually throws either the nearest piece of fruit or a knife, whichever is closest to his hand. Everyone knows you don’t touch the cookies until you have express permission.

And Joe has patched up so many burns, bullet wounds, and stabs, that stitches are literally a no-brainer and he can be watching a movie in the background without a problem. It’s much more fun when heroes are made legal again so he can actually repair real damage made by supervillains.

The Hermits love them, don’t worry, no matter how many needles or knives are pointed their way.

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so! there you go! please, PLEASE ask me to write stuff for this au, because I’m more than happy to do any hero scenario you can think of! if you want a villain list I’m sure that can be achieved, and although they’re mostly just Helsmits, it’s a fun concept.

so you know, think up a mission and send it my way. I’m so ready. what did you think?

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widowshill · 4 months

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Tag Nine People You'd Like to Get to Know Better!

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑(𝐒): love a sky or mint blue, browns, deep greens, gold, and red-tint pinks!

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑(𝐒): .... pumpkin spice wins to be very honest. vanilla, lavender, rose, anything ostensibly ''coffee'' flavored, mint, berries.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂: lately it's been almost exclusively the 60's channel which says both everything and nothing at all. I like pop groups a lot (monkees, herman's hermits, paul revere & the raiders, dave clark five, mamas & the papas, beach boys) but I also really like the rock side, too (stones, doors, animals, alice cooper, yardbirds). admittedly am not immune to elvis. when it's not that ... I like big band swing, showtunes, sea shanties, 70s-80s rock, soundtracks. ah. lots !

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄(𝐒): must a girl's taste be "good" ? saving mr. banks 2013, rebecca 1940, potc: curse of the black pearl 2003, cinderella 2015, alice in wonderland 2010, the princess and the frog 2009, dangerous liaisons 1988, the favourite 2018, portrait of a lady on fire 2019, the lion in winter 1968 (a new addition!)

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: dark shadows, black sails, smash (must a show be good?), the imagineering story, ghost files + buzzfeed unsolved, agent carter, the twilight zone, flash forward

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: i'm into something good, herman's hermits

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: oh ... book series? I don't think I have an answer to this one. the last series i remember reading was asoiaf but that was years ago, alas.

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄: willy wonka and the chocolate factory ! it was on and i had to peep miss d.enise n.ickerson

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆: this is embarrassing but um. nothing rn. here's my to-read pile instead: the girls: sappho goes to hollywood, wide sargasso sea, emily wilson's iliad translation, the wooden world: an anatomy of the georgian navy, pillaging the empire: piracy in the americas 1500-1750.

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆: dark shadows... yeah that's pretty much it. i live here basically.

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍: a very self-indulgent cutesy fancam, r/v proposal scene, NAB code violations gifset, short r/v euphemistic comic (still planning stages)

tagged by: @retrograderesemblance ty friend !! <3 tagging: @gaslightgallows @tortoisesshells @dying-suffering-french-stalkers @boltlightning @evil-dead-head-1980 @rejectshumanity @charroblanco @sanitatcm @seafavoured mwah.

#➤ dash games. ┊#➤ ooc. ┊ she’s nauseous，she’s hysterical，and she’s exhausted.#i ... rlly do not read that much anymore. i need to get back into the habit.#the last year of school fried my brain in truly infinite ways lmao.

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romanken · 4 months

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willy wonka it seems I’ve grown quite fond of you though there are no sexual urges or desires you come to me as a long lost friend whom I once picked apples with in papa’s orchard

#iforgot to post this after watching the movie.

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roxygen22 · 3 months

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Would you kindly write a sequel to the "Bun in the Oven" fic please? and thank you!!!!

You are my very first ask - like, ever! I hope you enjoy.

C/W: Pregnancy, labor

A/N: You'll need to read Part 1 for context

Bun in the Oven (Part 2)

Willy was so excited about the news that he practically ran to the library the next morning to tell Noodle. He rushed through the door, yelling, "Noodle, I..." before a patron shushed him. "Oops, sorry!" he cringed and whisper-yelled in response.

Noodle ran out from behind the desk to grab Willy's arm and pulled him to the office. "Willy, you know the library rules. You gotta be quiet. Wait...," she paused with furrowed brow. "Is everything okay? Why aren't you at the factory or store? And why are you out of breath? Did you run over here?"

"I did! I have the most stupendous news." He paused for a breath. "[Y/N] is going to have a baby! You're going to be an aunt!" Willy picked her up and spun her around. He looked like he had eaten a hover choc; he was so excited that he could barely keep his feet on the ground.

"Whoa!! How long do I have to wait?" she asked through her grin.

"About seven or eight months. It's very early yet. Which gives me time."

"Time for what?" Noodle questioned.

"To learn everything I can, of course! There weren't exactly many expectant mothers or babies on my voyages. I didn't have any siblings to care for, either. I know little to nothing about how to take care of [Y/N] or the baby. I need to know what to expect for...expecting."

"Well, Willy, you've come to the right place to learn things. Let's get started!" Noodle started thumbing through the catalog, and off they went on a scavenger hunt for facts.

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It was nearly lunchtime by the time they finished. Willy decided he would pay you a visit at work before heading back to the factory. This was a common occurrence, so much so that he was on a first name basis with all your coworkers, and they him.

"Hey, Willy!" the secretary said warmly. "[Y/N] is in the back."

"Great! Thanks, Sarah!" Willy smiled back. He ventured to the back of the shop to find you in the breakroom contentedly humming to yourself while getting your lunch ready. You hadn't yet spotted him, so he took advantage of the moment to stop and stare. You were already glowing. Sensing someone behind you, you looked up and beamed at him. "Willy! What are you doing here?"

"Hello, my sweet." He leaned down to kiss the top of your head, then sat down next to you. "You know, I can't wait to hear you hum like that to the baby. Did you know he or she is about the size of a pea right now?"

"I did not. Where did you learn this? Let me guess, you've already paid dear Noodle a visit at the library?"

"Indeed. I haven't even been to the factory yet today. I want to learn everything I can so I can take good care of you and the baby." He held up a bag of books he had checked out.

Tears started welling up in your eyes at the evidence of how genuinely excited Willy was about the prospect of being a father. He was diving head first into this experience, even doing research despite his challenges with reading. Seeing your tears, his smile faltered. "Am I overwhelming you?" he asked in a small voice.

"No, my love. I'm just so happy that you are so happy that I just can't contain it," you replied.

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The months that followed did little to quell his excitement. He took great pleasure in telling the news to anyone who would listen, even once it became obvious. The whole town knew very quickly that the famous chocolatier and his wife were expecting.

You could not have asked for a better partner than Willy. He was quick to track down the object of your cravings at any time of day. He doted on you and did everything he could to ease your discomfort as your belly grew. He was tempted to make a chocolate remedy for anything that ailed you, but he also didn't want you testing his recipes unless he knew for certain that every ingredient was safe for baby.

It became Willy's evening routine to sing softly to your belly when he came home from the factory. You had been feeling flutters and kicks for a couple of months before he could finally feel them, too. The first time was a moment you'll cherish forever. You played with his hair as he rested his head in your lap. He suddenly stopped singing mid-lullaby. You looked down in time to see the shock on his face. "Was that...did the baby just kick?!" You smiled and nodded. He sat up and rested his large hand against your belly in time to feel another kick. He had the biggest, goofiest grin you had ever seen. After that, it became a little game between the two of them. Willy would nudge, baby would nudge, and so on.

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You kept working until the last month of pregnancy, and that was only because Willy begged you to take leave and rest. Since business had picked up at the factory and stores, you could afford to take some time off; however, you needed to stay busy to keep your sanity. You used the time to put finishing touches on the baby's room.

Noodle often came by to check on you during her breaks or after the library closed. You were grateful to her for satisfying your craving for social interaction that was no longer fulfilled by your coworkers at the shop. It was lonely at home during the day when Willy was at work.

Like Willy, Noodle had also taken an interest in feeling the baby move around. The little one would suddenly become very active when they heard her voice. "Seems like we both like it when you stop by for a visit, Noodle."

"Do you think the baby will be a boy or a girl?" she asked as she looked up from her hands on your belly.

"I think it's a girl. Willy guesses a boy. What do you think?"

"I think...," she froze as she felt your belly tighten and sees you clench your teeth. "Are you alright?"

You took a breath and waved her off. "Oh, I'm fine. I've been having some discomfort off and on today, but it doesn't last long. What were you going to say?"

She eyed you suspiciously, "Ok, if you say so. I think it's a girl. But I will love them regardless."

You smiled. "Me, too. Now would you like a snack? I made some chocolate chip cook...," you paused as another more intense wave of pain radiated across your midsection. "Cookies."

Noodle stared at you with one eyebrow raised. "You can deny it all you want, but I think you're in labor. That wasn't even five minutes since the last contraction."

"Sounds like you have been studying with Willy," you said with a smirk.

"Should I go get him?"

"No, I don't want to bother him right now. This my first baby so it will take a while, even if this really is the start of labor. How about we play a game to pass the time? Dealer's choice." You broke out a deck of cards to distract the girl, but you remained keenly aware of the frequency of your discomfort.

About an hour later, you were overcome with pain, not just discomfort, severe enough that you couldn't talk through it. Noodle grabbed your hand in concern. When the pain subsided, she announced, "Alright, I am going to get Willy."

"Good idea, because I think my water just broke."

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Noodle ran to the factory as fast as her legs could take her. After asking three Oompa Loompas, she finally found Willy elbow deep in the mechanics of his taffy pulling machine.

"Hey, Streudel! How's it...wait, why are you out of breath? Did you run here? Is it [Y/N]? Is she in labor?" Noodle, out of breath, could only nod once before Willy took off running. There would be no catching up to his long legs, so she took a pause on a candy mushroom by the chocolate river to catch her breath.

Willy [barely] had the wherewithal to stop at his desk on the way out to call the midwife. Coat, hat, and cane in hand, he bolted out the factory gate and headed for home. He came in to find you leaning against the kitchen wall with one hand and holding your back with the other. You heard him enter, but you were in too much pain to acknowledge him. Without a word, he came up behind you and started applying pressure in just the right spot of your lower back to ease some discomfort, enough that you could speak again.

"You have magical hands, my love," you sighed as you leaned against him.

"I called the midwife. She should be here soon," Willy said calmly. By the time she arrived, he had already gotten you settled in the bedroom. He never left your side, helping you into whatever position felt best to labor in.

After what felt like a lifetime, your son was born into Willy's arms in the wee hours of the night. The midwife patted Willy's cheeks and commented that they didn't even need her. He had it all under control. A tired smile graced your face as you took in the scene. All that studying paid off after all, you thought.

The midwife checked the baby boy over, cleaned him up, and handed him back to the proud father. "Hello, my little cocoa bean," you heard him whisper in awe. "I'm your papa."

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