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meteor752 · 2 years
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Double life headcanons 2: Sleeping arrangements
I have now decided that in Double life, the “There’s only one bed” trope is very consistent. So how do these dumbasses sleep, according to moi? Well…
Impulse and BDubs are CUDDLERS. They like to SNUGGLE and CUDDLE and HOLD EACH OTHER DAMMIT. These two make me so soft, hot damn, so I can’t have them just not be soft. They hug each other in their sleep, BDubs is a bit shorter than Impulse so he sleeps with his head tucked underneath his chin. Their legs are tangled, their hands are holding, their breaths are even, and they are HAPPY
Grian and Scar on the other hand, wellllllllll. Simple truth, Grian is a snorer. Not just a snorer, but a snorer and a kicker. Add onto a pair of wings that just smack everything within a ten foot radius every time he turns, and you have yourself an unhappy marriage. Jk, but like poor Scar is laying on the very end of their bed, shaking of sleep deprivation while his hubby is sprawled over the bed starfish style, his mouth making the sounds of a locomotive and his wings half on top of Scar. There’s a reason Scar tends to nap with the Jellies during the day
Ren is a dog, okay? He’s a lil doggo, and so he needs physical contact when he’s sleeping or else he will cry (This is something my dogs do, don’t know if it’s universal). So he’s just straight up CLINGING to BigB when they sleep, Koala style hanging onto him, cuddling as if his life depended on it. This makes it very difficult for BigB himself to sleep, and is partly the reason he went after Grian. Little does he know
Etho and Joel hold hands. That’s it. Neither are too dependent on cuddles, but they do like to know that their soulmate is there, so they lay on opposite sides of the bed, with their hands gently intertwined. It’s kinda sweet actually
Jimmy and Tango spoon, every single fucking night. Even when it’s hot as balls outside, they still spoon as if their lives depended on it. Jimmy is also always the little spoon, despite being the taller of the two m. He just likes to be held and appreciated and loved alright
Cleo and Scott do sleep in the same bed, but they don’t do any form of physical contact. Cleo is the type of person who sleeps on her back (She’s also a snorer btw, rip Scottie), while Scott feels the need to hold a pillow when he sleeps. He is not sure why, but it makes him feel safe, and comforted. It reminds him of simpler times.
Pearl sleeps with her dog. She’s clutching onto Tilly for dear life in her sleep, subconsciously making sure that she doesn’t leave her. Tilly’s a great snuggler.
Martyn sleeps on top of the Bleeding Heart Bastion, for some fucking reason. It’s not comfortable, it sometimes rains, Jimmy and Tango’s son are wrecking havoc just below, but he don’t care about none of that. It’s a testament to his love, he says. He’s also been caught sleeping on Cleo’s fucking lawn
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coldstormyday · 2 years
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DLSMP in IKEA headcanons
Bdubs and Impulse: Domestic bliss. Walking around holding hands, looking at light fixtures and chic rugs for their Mid-Century Modern house.
Bigb: Vows to only buy some tealights- comes out with one million decorations for Box and multiple treats for everyone.
SmallEtho (Boat Boys): Playing hide and seek in the warehouse. Etho: 27, Joel: 0. The game ends when Joel tugs on the ceiling lights and causes a fire.
Grian and Scar: Dare each other to race to the end. Both end up immediately lost and are forced to sleep in the store. Are eventually found by Bigb, hungry and sleep deprived.
Martyn: Spouts terrible puns ('IKEA? I barely know her!') that causes Grian and Scar to run away and get lost.
Team Rancher: Jimmy gets trapped in the kids' playpen. Tango patiently waits outside with a rapidly melting ice-cream until the session's over.
Cleo and Scott (Divorce Duo): Chilling and gossiping in the cafe. They trapped Jimmy in the aforementioned playpen to create Tango rage.
Pearl: Is kicked out for trying to sneak dogs into the store.
Ren: Is one of the dogs.
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cloudtastrophie · 1 year
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i like to think that ever since tango was paired with jimmy in double life, he has strange luck seeing canaries minutes, sometimes seconds before dying. as if jimmy was trying to warn him through some weird supernatural curse.
like before grian dropped tnt on him, he felt the urge to look up and saw a small yellow bird before his eyes focused on the red sticks about to plunge into him.
like before his final death, as he was running from scar, he was distracted by a flash of yellow before taking a wrong step and getting struck out.
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imcringeonpurpose · 1 year
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Tango has tattoos of blaze rods on his arms and back.
It's not until the Ranch burns down that people realize they're not just tattoos. They're real, firey blaze rods that sputter and spark and burn their way off Tango's flesh, rising and spinning and flaming as Jimmy desperately tries to calm him down. Every now and then, the rods hum and tremble with energy and spin faster and faster. Fire ricochets off the rods, growing with each rod it comes into contact with, until three shots of rage and fire explode from the ring of blaze rods.
Jimmy ducks behind his shield, and it's the fear in his eyes that brings Tango back down to earth. When it appears safe enough, Jimmy throws a bucket of water on him, cooling his blaze rods down. They eventually crack and explode in one large burst of fire, returning back to Tango's skin as innocent tattoos.
On a completely unrelated side note, the last thing a lot of Scar's pandas hear is three fast wooshes and the crackle of fire.
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silverskye13 · 2 years
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The thing about the void is, it's empty. People forget just how distant the distance between stars is, even Joel, who seems convinced at all times that he knows all things. Seems. People contain nearly as many multitudes as the void. That's what Etho finds so thrilling about this whole soulmate thing, really. The fullness. The intensity.
Etho is only skin deep, not because he's shallow, but because he's empty. That's the thing about the void. The distance between stars is nearly unfathomable. It can be calculated, but it cannot be filled. Etho spends a lot of time feeling empty, like the distance between his heart and his lungs in measured in light years. Feelings come to him as distant impressions, constantly traveling, brushing by his edges so small they're less than ripples on water.
This probably makes no sense.
See, the thing about being made of void, born from void, called to void, is you resemble it a great deal, and resembling nothing is very hard to describe. He's alive, obviously, and something resembling a human shape, but the depth of him is different. Etho feels like the void feels - soft and muffled by distance. When emotions finally collide with something, the explosion is brilliant enough to create light, noise, cacophony, and it burns and it fades, and in a million years it might happen again.
He had expected to drown Joel in his emptiness, when their souls tethered. And maybe at first he did. But Joel was so much it was intoxicating.
The Relationship is burning. Etho on his own might not be too bothered by this. Sure, there's the chance that anger and dismay might collide somewhere in the distance between his desperate pieces and create some super nova emotion, but he doesn't expect it to. Joel, however - human and small and contained and a multitude in the space between skin instead of the space between stars - feels almost everything at once and Etho basks in it like it's the sun. Joel is anger and dismay and the inevitability of it all and he's running, and Etho has to focus on that light that is Joel just to follow. They run to their home, up in flames, and Joel is shouting and Etho is shouting, and he's feeling everything Joel is feeling and it's intense. It leaves Etho breathless. He feels tears in his eyes. And then Etho is filled with the greatest concern, a mournful feeling like a canary caged in his ribs, and Joel circles back from their home to hold his hand.
"We knew this would happen," Joel tells him, trying to be reassuring, and all Etho can do is nod. The concern is baffling. It stuns him just as surely as any punch could. It wants to cup him in its hands and keep him safe, it wants to remind him this is all just a game and really it's no big loss. It's only five words. We knew this would happen. Joel might as well have told him he would never feel pain again. Concern. Concern is the color of a white dwarf, bright and small and tenacious.
They dig through the remains, they recover, and Etho feels it. Soft like the vibration between planets, like a solar storm invisible and deadly scattered into the atmospheres of a thousand foundling gas giants. Joel is angry. It bubbles up from the depths of him, prickles beneath Etho's skin like the acid rain on Venus trying to crawl out of his pores.
"If the Relationship burns," Joel repeats, vicious and red, red, angry, red, "everything burns."
There's a flint and steel in Joel's hands, a grin on his face, and his anger is giddy in a way that flutters in Etho's chest like laughter. Joel feels so much, so much, all the time. Is this what it means to be human?
Etho has never felt more human in his life, and he wants to feel it all. He wants Joel to get angrier. He wants to taste rage and ambition, hopelessness and despair. He wants to chart their colors, the frequencies they make, the way their atoms collide. He wants the space between stars to be full and teeming, he wants every solar system to boil.
Etho follows Joel like the rings around Saturn. They're chanting together. If the Relationship burns, everything burns. Etho feels giddy. Joel sounds manic. Mania. That's a good word for it, this feeling like the very stars are rioting beneath his skin. If Etho is made from the stuff of the End, maybe this is what the Beginning felt like. They set fire to the server one home at a time. Flint and steel crack together like colliding asteroids, they light like solar fire.
"Not the box!" Ren howls at him, and Etho laughs as he passes him, chanting under his breath every word Joel says. "Etho! Control your wife!"
Etho laughs. It's funny. It's hilarious. It's unthinkable. Control Joel? Control Joel? He might as well try to capture the universe in the palm of his hand. Joel is a multitude, an endless ocean that washes over him in waves. Etho wants more of him. He wants to feel everything in that same ravenous way a quasar devours space and time. He wants to wrap these moments around him into a singularity so intense it settles in his chest like a second soul.
The Box burns.
Etho has never felt so out of control in his life. He follows Joel like chaos does, his closest companion, the haunt to his steps. He doesn't care if they win. All he cares is that Joel contain his multitudes, and those multitudes spill.
The laws of gravity dictate a great many things. An apple will always fall from a tree to the earth. So will a person slipping from a height, or a piece of dripstone thrust from its mooring. The planets will always turn around their stars, the moons around their planets, their satellites. A solar system will always fly, careening through the universe so quickly you cannot even fathom its movement.
An area of high pressure will always diffuse into an area of nothing, until at long last they reach perfect equilibrium.
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theellipelli · 2 years
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Headcanon that soulmates swap eye-colours in double life smp
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fruitwanderer · 9 months
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Idea that, as time goes on, curses/blessings start to reflect and show themselves in someone's outward appearance.
Jimmy with his canary curse starts to grow patches of golden feathers sometimes during Double Life, fulling coming in by the time of Limited Life. He doesn't grow wings, doesn't change to be more avian-like, he simply has feathers that act like normal feathers... except maybe for the fact that they are very itchy... and painful...
Grian goes from being a parrot to a bleeding heart dove. Having a permanent stain of his partners' blood on his chest that deepens more and more as the season/series goes on. No matter what he does, the stain will not come out of his feathers.
Skizz we haven't fully decided yet, but maybe when it comes to the Angel's Blessing, the person that is blessed gets dull angel wing tattoo-like markings on their back. Just the same as Skizz's, but a lighter blue.
For the boogey curse, it comes from it being spilt from red Skizz after 3rd Life. At first it doesn't reflect, but as time goes on or as the possessed becomes more manic; dark purple-black markings start to show along their hands, legs, ears, even under their eyes in a way that makes them look exhausted or restless.
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soup--champ · 2 years
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tilly death do us part
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thevoidmeows · 2 years
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I enjoy the trope of the Preening Fic in Grian-centered fanfiction, but one way that I think it could be utilized in an interesting way is with Double Life. The whole 'soulmates get traits from each other' hc could be used with Grian and Scar, leaving Scar now stuck with wings. He would probably not know how/when to take care of and preen his new wings, leaving Grian to eventually offering to help Scar with his wings. This would lead to the favorite part of the trope in which the the preening results in closeness and the bird-brain happy chemicals. Now, most of the time in fics Grian is aware of this effect and all is great. But, I doubt Scar would know about this side-effect and maybe Grian wouldn't mention it. When Grian starts to clean Scar's wings the relaxation and happy feelings start and Scar kinda is like 'hey is this normal or...' and then once he is reassured that he's fine there could be cute moments of him still not being used to the feelings and fluff and tenderness ensues.
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on today's episode of: i have so many fucking thoughts about pearl and tilly the dog someone save me
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zodarii-dae · 1 year
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i uh. have a double life headcanon. i'm so sorry for this. self harm tw.
pearl and scott have matching scars covering their arms; little moons and stars and smiley faces, and things like 'hi scott' and 'i miss you' and 'good morning!'. everyone knows about these; it's not like either of them go out of their way to hide them. they're also well aware of the scar between each of their shoulder blades- cleo and martyn have the same one.
what most people don't know, is that they have another set of matching scars. on their thighs, they have the words 'i hate you'.
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ghoulishcavern · 1 year
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random headcanon time . impulse is an extremely light sleeper and like. can’t sleep unless it’s completely silent .like in double life when he hated the horns bc of how loud they were .and in s8 when he started trapping and containing phantoms n shit. and also the entire fact that he joined the mooners at all .i’m speaking my truth
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krynoss · 2 years
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Double Life Headcanon
Joel and Etho kinda silently agreed that they would be platonic soulmates but soon they start to notice lingering touches, staring at each other for too long, and just those little things but both are dumb dumbs so they're just like "ahahah just admiring him for his work and commitment thats all" then one day Etho is walking around with Grian and sees Joel from the distance and he just goes all red and incoherent with his words leaving Grian to cringe at how bad he's got it for Joel
And yet Etho still insists its all platonic which Grian facepalms and says something along the lines "you're more oblivious than Scar"
I am fixating over smalletho rn i am sorry
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imcringeonpurpose · 1 year
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Joel's hair is brown with a lock of green because. Shrek.
The more murders and death that occurs, the redder and the more blood Joel's hands become stained with.
He has a nervous habit of running his hand through his hair.
A dark-ish yellow is the result of mixing red with green.
Do you understand me right now.
Eventually, the red drowns out the green. Do you understand me.
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bitter-goodbyes · 1 year
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You’ve seen the angsty “the prize for winning is remembering while everyone else forgets”, but get ready for “the prize for winning is forgetting while everyone else remembers”
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galaxygermdraws · 2 years
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Ya know what I haven’t posted DL stuff yet so here’s just. Me rambling off thoughts I guess. I will try and properly transcribe this later but I am too lazy to do it atm. This is jus basic concepts for soul bonds n stuff because I’ve been thinkin bout em. I....I’m prolly gon specifically tag this as DL idc if Skizz isn’t there I miss him.
(Reblogs w tags/comments are appreciated. You’re allowed to ask questions also, I like talkin bout headcanons.)
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