What a productive day of shitposting
This stupid idea has been stuck in my head for two whole days and I finally did it
POV: You're york
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(This idea came to me in a vision. Might draw all of them but here’s some York for now... He’s rocking the pose and he knows it lmfao 💀✨)
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Them (part 2) (mostly freelancers >:P)
HELLO EVERYONE TIME FOR A SILLY RVB HEADCANON
North used to cook pancakes for all the Freelancers when he could occasionally get his hands on the ingredients. It was never easy to get the stuff he needed or to make them on the Mother of Invention, but he didn’t mind because everyone (even South and Carolina) always lit up when he made the pancakes for them, and it was one of the only periodic/consistent bright points in their lives, as small and insignificant as it might have seemed on the surface. pancakes are still Wash and Carolina’s favorite food to this day but it’s not something they really talk about due to the emotions connected with the memory.
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Bonus:
Wash naturally wakes up earlier than the reds and blues, so he tried to remember how North used to do it so he could make them pancakes one morning, but he completely botched it. Embarrassed, he disposed of the remains of the scorched confections before the reds and blues woke up so they wouldn’t know about it and acted like nothing happened, but he stayed up all of that next night trying to get the recipe right. When the soldiers woke up that morning it was to the delicious scent of pancakes, which a very tired but happy Washington was just finishing preparing for them. Even though there weren’t perfect and were shaped a little lopsided, everyone loved them and ate together, having a great time and very appreciative of the surprising gesture.
It was a very bittersweet moment for Wash, and though he didn’t let the others see, he teared up from the memories of his old friends/family enjoying the same treat back on the Mother of Invention. It was happy crying too, though, because he knew that North would have been proud of him.
Carolina is the only one who understands the real meaning behind the gesture, and even her prickly demeanor softens at the memories that morning, as in that bittersweet moment she chooses to sit back and remember the good things, like York always sneaking her an extra pancake and the freelancers actually feeling like real people for once instead of just weapons. She doesn’t say anything, but nods to Wash to tell him that he did a good job, and the entire group enjoys the loveliest Saturday morning that they’ve had in a while.
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(Bonus bonus…… after that, Wash discovers that he actually really likes cooking because it makes him feel good to make people he loves happy. He is god awful at it, though, and asks Grif to teach him in secret, then after weeks and weeks of lessons, cooks Tucker a genuine meal and he’s amazed and it’s amazing and wholesome af)