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2 years ago

Random Calvin Fischoeder Headcannons 2

sorry i was gone for a while im lazy

this man spoils you like crazy

he is so touch starved its sad. please be patient with him, he needs time to prep for cuddling

he definitely twirls his hair in his hands when he is alone

if your coming with him to his fancy rich people parties he will probably hold a firm hand on your waist just to show the others your his

he loves babies but all babies are afraid of him. he gets so sad when they cry because of him

definitely is the big spoon. he loves to have control.

he also loves when you lay on his chest, it helps him sleep

he doesn't really know how to comfort people when theyre down, so if your sad he would just offer you some gin or rosé

definitely confessed to you on the ferris wheel or some wonder warf ride (probably not a rollar coaster though)

i feel like if you wanted a pet he would get you a tiny white fluffy Pomeranian because it looks like him

or he would get a white cat to match him

felix would get your advice on how to help him and his relationship with fanny

but he would get so mad at you if you told him to break up her


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2 years ago

Random Calvin Fischoeder Headcannons

Authors note: Sorry for uploading my last thing with somebody else's art. my friend sent me that and I didn't know it was theirs. They are a very good artist 👍

He loves it when you wear his coats, especially his signature white one

You and him have definitely snuck into Felix's treehouse together to prank him for April Fools

He always keeps a blanket in his golf cart for you to sit on when you ride with him

You and him always try to beat each other's score on that dolphin game in his secret club house

Felix is low-key jealous of how much Calvin loves you

You have to help him switch from different HDMI's and Calvin's just like so flabbergasted

For your special date nights (like your anniversary) Calvin makes his tennant's empty out their building for y'all

He LOVES to give you hand kisses, especially when he's busy and can't stay with you for long

When he does have time to hang out with you, he likes to slow dance with you. It doesn't matter if you're bad. He might playfully tease you a bit tho


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2 years ago

The House Sitters (Calvin Fischoeder x Female Reader)

Tags: Reader is bob's sister, strangers to crushes, fluff

Authors Notes: This is my first fic so please be nice. You can request others if you want.

You walked into Bob's restaurant, your favorite ( and only brother). Today you were supposed to babysit the kids while Linda and Bob went on a vacation. If you could even call it that. They were going to spend the night at Gayles since she got dumped by Frond again. You opened the door and walked in. Everything looked normal. Except the tall, old (kinda hot) guy standing across from Bob. You froze in shock, who the fuck is this guy? Bob noticed you and your shocked face. "Oh hey y/n, this is our landlord, Mr Fischoeder." Mr Fischoeder turned to face you. His eyes widened ( or eye) and he turned to Bob. He whispered something to Bob that you couldn't understand. "Oh, that's my sister" Bob said. "She was supposed to watch the kids tonight." "Supposed to?" You asked. You were going to babysit tonight. Right? "The kids got in trouble at school so they are coming to help with Aunt Gayle." You chuckled, wondering how that was a punishment. But you didn't really care enough to ask. "But we were still wondering if you could house sit tonight?" You agreed and turned to Mr. Fischoeder, remembering that he was still there. "Hi! I don't think we've met?" you asked. Honestly talking to him face to face, he looked even hotter. "Ah.. um yes, I don't believe we have." He said as he put out his hand. You shook it and smiled. Then you turned back to bob. "I'll see you tonight then?" You said. "Sounds good." said Bob. You then turned around and left. You hoped your cheeks were flushed from meeting Mr. Fischoeder.

You arrived at Bobs house, key in hand. As soon as you were about to head in you heard a noise behind you. "It was y/n, right?" You turned immediately. It was Mr. Fischoeder in a... golf cart? You didn't ask. "Oh.. um yeah, it is." He got up and approached you. He was a lot taller then you remembered. "Your house sitting correct? May I join you?" You were taken back. Why would he want to join you? Maybe he didn't trust you, and you can see that. Bob's random sister staying the night in his property can seem suspicious I guess. You would've said no if you weren't so scared of this guy (and attracted). "Sure." You said as you unlocked the door. You walked up the stairs as he followed.

The house looked a lot smaller than you imagined. But it was homey, you liked it. "Go ahead and sit on the couch if you want, I was planning on making some snacks and watching a movie if you wanna join?" You said. He nodded and sat down. Noticably staring at you as you walked into the kitchen. Opening the cabinets, nothing looked good. So you just took some left over burgers from the fridge for you and Mr. Fischoeder. Bob wouldn't mind, right? You walked over and handed him a burger. "Thank you, Miss burger." You chuckled at his joke as you sat down and grabbed the remote. You flickered through channels until you found a movie that both of you liked. Settling down, you got comfy and took a bite of the burger. It was pretty good. You realized how comfy the couch was, and how tired you were. It would be rude to fall asleep though, right? You shrugged and kept watching the movie. Until you ended up drifting asleep. It wasn't like you could help it!

You woke up to an explosion on screen. It wasn't too loud, but loud enough to wake you. You noticed the half-eaten burger in your hand. And the weirdly comfortable pillow on your side. You glanced to your right. Oh shit! It was Mr. Fischoeder. You fell asleep on him! You immediately sat up. Causing a confused glance from him. "I-I'm so sorry Mr. Fischoeder! I didn't mean to fall asleep on you, I was just tired and-" you got cut off. "It's alright, no need to panic over it. I am hard to resist cuddling with." You looked up, obviously blushing. "Really?" you asked. "You aren't mad?" "No! You can go back to sleep if you want." He said. "Thanks, Mr. Fischoeder." "Please, call me Calvin." "Calvin" you corrected as you leaned back onto his shoulder. You closed your eyes and wished you could never leave this moment.


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4 years ago

I held the burned book in my hands, it's title, "My diary - Amelie - Year 0000" telling me it was the start of our new era.

I swallowed thickly, knowing, this was the documentation of the one year we had all forgotten and I hesitated in opening it, not knowing what it may contain.

My overwhelming curiousity quickly overwhelmed me and I lift the cover to reveal the pages held within, their edges lightly burnt but no important writing harmed.

I breathe in deeply and I go to read.

The beginning is nothing special, a normal year.

But I get to the middle.

"It is May 15th," the story read, "we didn't know it, but yesterday a war had been declared."

I hesitate to continue reading, knowing it could be very terrible going onward.

But I do.

"It will be a terrible war, I'll assume. Two of the biggest nations going to fight. Diary," I notice a dried tear stain on the page, "I'm scared. I live in one of these lands. Please please I don't want to die please." and tears of my own rush to my eyes.

There was a war and- I quickly flip through the pages I haven't read yet, my breath stops.

This...

This war definitely had casualties.

And this girl - Amelie - was one of them.

I see dried blood through pages stuck together.

I shudder and drop the book.

It should have burned.

I shouldn't have read.

What do I do now?

I do nothing, there is nothing to do as our world had already restored to peace and no one would know, so I bury Amelie's diary and I promise to remember her.

It’s been ten years since ‘The Gap’ when everyone on the planet just lost an entire year of their lives. Completely unable to recall anything that happened during that time-frame. We know life went on, but no one can recall anything. Then, you find one half-burned book and know why we forgot.


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