#molly got mail

[bigfootsmom]

If there’s days when Buck is at work and Tommy is home with Annie, will Buck sometimes call him and beg him to bring her to the firehouse because the shifts are so long and he needs baby time?

Oh 100% (the rest of the 118 also benefits from baby time)

[the-sapphiresky]

AN: I have not written a word in five years, but I felt like giving this little You've Got Mail ficlet a proper ending as best I could. Enjoy my darlings and have a lovely Autumn!

Part 1

Molly's Got Mail

"So he could be married, an geriatric pensioner, a serial killer..."

Molly cut him off with a laugh, noting his eyes flicker with interest at the last option. "He is not a serial killer, Sherlock!"

He eyed her dubiously. "I think we have established your track record with men is highly questionable and this man, if he is in fact a 'he'-"

"Would you shut up?" She rolled her eyes and sipped her coffee with a smile, enjoying the warm spice that juxtaposed the cool fall breeze that wrapped around them.

Sometime over the past few months, there had been a ceasefire between her and Sherlock. She wasn't sure what exactly had caused the Consulting Detective to stop warring with her over the smallest of issues in her own lab, but she would never look that gift horse in the mouth.

And suddenly, their work together flourished and she found herself in an unlikely friendship with the very man she once swore to hate for all eternity (she may have been a little plastered when making that vow so she didn't feel guilty breaking it).

Had anyone told her when she first butted heads with the man that she would one day stroll through the park with him and bare out her relationship troubles, she would have laughed and told them to get their head examined well.

Yet here she was, sharing coffee with him, and elbowing him teasingly when he huffed at her.

"Have you even asked him if he is in a relationship?"

"Of course, Will said he is unattached."

"'Unattached' is ambiguous, he could be in a dozen other online relationships wherein he has not met the other party and so considers himself unattached."

Molly tilted her head and furrowed her brow at him. "He wouldn't do that, I know him."

Sherlock cocked an eyebrow. "Do you? He stood you up, did he not?"

"He apologized!"

"A month later," Sherlock tsked. "Doesn't speak highly of his integrity or punctuality."

The sting of that night hadn't faded as much as Molly had hoped. To be stood up was insulting enough. Then to run into your sworn enemy, at your most vulnerable emotionally, was the cherry on top.

Sherlock had immediately deduced the entire affair, from being stood up by an online suitor, her "desperation" to be loved, the overdone makeup, to the damn the lingerie that wasn't quite tucked beneath her dress strap. Humiliated, Molly had lashed out with words she still regretted. The stricken look on Sherlock's face was enough to penetrate her anger with immediate regret.

He swept from the coffee house that night and she saw not one glimpse of him for nearly six weeks.

"Sounds like someone else I know," she mumbled around another sip. The sudden rush of eye blinks as he processed what she said made her smile softly. "But he apologized and that is what counts...not when he did it."

"Indeed," he agreed. "Nevertheless, I think I should stay with you until he arrives. I will be able to tell instantly if he has lied about anything."

Molly vehemently shook her head. "Absolutely not! The only reason you know about this is because you read my emails, which I have yet to decide your punishment for."

She laughed when he looked guilty for just a moment, then immediately took on an air of indifference.

"Don't worry," she nudged him slyly. "I won't be mean, but you might be out of body parts for experiments for a couple days."

--

He swallowed hard. They were almost there, in a matter of minutes, everything would be out in the open.

Molly quickly finished her coffee. He took her empty cup and tossed it with his in a nearby bin.

"Almost time," Molly said, checking her phone. "This is where you leave."

Sherlock ignored her and took out his own phone, feeling the full force of her glare.

"Sherlock," she warned. He would never tell her, but when she growled at him and stomped her foot, she was adorable.

He felt a tug on his sleeve and pulled out her grasp.

"I will call Mycroft!"

"That wouldn't do anything for the situation," he drawled. His brother was well aware, the great big fat bloody spy, of what was occurring between Sherlock and his pathologist. In fact, he was fairly confident this entire park was being recorded and, good or bad, the outcome would be on the cloud for all eternity.

He hoped for a good outcome...it would be a lovely home video to share with their children.

Then again, a bad outcome would be blackmail material against him for a lifetime.

She was getting impatient now, he glanced at her, that furrow between her brows begging for a kiss. Though he did not think she would appreciate that at this moment.

"I let you walk with me here, with the understanding you would leave before he gets here!" She hissed.

"I never agreed to that," he couldn't help poking the bear. "I am a citizen of this nation, freely enjoying the beauty of this lovely park."

"I'd believe that if you didn't have your nose in your phone and if you didn't regularly complain about the weather, people, and parks."

She crossed her arms, fingers tapping anxiously.

He made a show of turning slowly and pointing at a nearby bench. "I shall simply wait over here to ensure you are not mauled by a serial killer or a geriatric pensioner."

As he sat, a couple walking by gave him and his wide smile a generous berth. Molly huffed and continued frowning but seemed to accept he was not going to leave entirely.

He glanced at his phone. Three minutes.

Molly was nervously wringing her hands and looking around. The park was fairly busy for late afternoon. Couples taking advantage of the cool weather and clear sky were meandering about, a few runners, some kids calling out as they chased each other around.

He admired how the sun illuminated her hair, shining red and gold amongst her usual brown tresses. Her lips were redder than normal, she'd been biting them. And though her complexion was pale, the hot coffee had warmed her up and there was a slight red blush on her cheeks.

Neither of them spoke as the minutes ticked by. For the first time in his life, Sherlock was uncertain as to the outcome of a situation. But he had one last chance and he wasn't going to screw it up. Not again.

"He's not coming again, is he?"

He leaned his elbows on his knees and stared over at her. She looked forlornly at her phone, which proclaimed fifteen minutes past the allotted meeting time. With no message.

She opened her email, her thumbs aimlessly hovering, as she tried to decide what she should say, if anything.

"Molly?"

"Don't say it, Sherlock," she turned away from him, no doubt to hide her face.

He couldn't have that.

Standing, he strode over to her and gently turned her back to him.

'Why do I keep doing this, falling for a guy who lets me down? Jim, Tom, Will, yo-" she cut herself off, flushing madly and averting her eyes. "Maybe I should take your advice, stop dating entirely and give up on a relationship."

"Molly, stop, I was wrong. That night at the cafe, I was in a terrible mood and I took it out on you," he desperately wanted to wipe the resignation from her eyes.

"But you had a point," she said. She looked down at her phone, the email thread with Will staring back at them. Under her breath, he heard her say, "I should give up."

He took her phone from her and pocketed it, grabbing something else from his coat and holding it tight. She opened her mouth, no doubt to demand he give her phone back, but he cut her off.

"If we had started off our professional relationship on a better note, if I had treated you as an equal intellect from the start...would we be more than we are now?"

She had to lick her lips to speak through a suddenly dry mouth. "What do you mean, more than we are now...more than friends?"

He nodded.

"Romantically?"

He nodded again.

"But Sherlock, you don't see me like that. If this is about what I just said, in no way was I trying to get you to -"

"You're wrong," he smiled. "I do see you like that."

She blinked. "What, romantically?"

"You're an intelligent woman, you understood my implication."

Ah, there was the frown he loved. "As a note, Holmes," she poked his chest. "Insulting a woman you suddenly claim to be romantically interested in...not a good thing."

"Noted," he quipped. "Now, back to the issue at hand. Were this online man, who has stood you up twice now, not in the picture, would you want to be with me?"

Her eyes twinkled. "Are you the only other option?"

With a pout, he rolled his eyes and sighed. "Molly Hooper..."

"Just checking, after all, this is all very sudden." Her levity faded as she looked around, though he knew the only man that fit the description of the man she was looking for was standing right in front of her. Her gaze drifted back to him and he watched the interplay of emotions run across her face. "You're a dear friend now, and I do like you, but until today, I didn't think you saw me as anything more."

But Will had told her otherwise. And it was time to reconcile him with Sherlock.

"Oh, Hooper. I've thought of you as so much more for quite some time."

He opened his hand to show the silver hair bow laying in his palm. She stared at it in shock, knowing he had to have followed her that night from the cafe after their fight and watched her yank it from her hair and throw it to the ground. And he picked it up and kept it. When she raised her eyes to his, he was startled to see tears.

"William Sherlock Scott Holmes, at your service."

"You?" She whispered. "Will was you, all along?"

Sherlock smiled softly. "I'm sorry I am late."

With a tearful cry, she threw her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. Immediately, he hauled her close and lifted her higher in his arms. She giggled and broke the kiss, to his disgruntlement, only to rain kisses all around his face.

"You," kiss "absolute" kiss "sodding" kiss "idiot!" kiss "I will" kiss "never" kiss "forgive" kiss "you" kiss for "this!"

Before she could continue her attack of pecks and threats, he covered her mouth with his and proceeded to snog her until he was sure she had forgotten all about his duplicity.

And if she hadn't...well, he had a lifetime to try.

[sebsxphia]

Happy Halloween! We tried breaking out Mollies old pumpkin (pup-kin?) costume but she wasn't sold on the hat 🤭😂😂

happy halloweeeeeeeen, my love and mollie, my darling girl! 🥹🫶🏻🥰✨🎃 she looks ADORABLE, but i fear she’s grown and her pup-kin seems too small for her head, bless her! 🥹🤭 give her and you a kiss from me please <3

[reflections-in-a-critical-eye]

I saw these posts on reddit about the queen and king of romcoms

https://reddit.com/r/popculturechat/s/7VGteGMaMI

https://reddit.com/r/popculturechat/s/8Xjg1m5yRX

I don’t know if you like this genre, but if you do who do you think they are?

This is difficult, if not impossible. Ultimately, it's a subjective game. I'll always pick those who acted in the rom-coms I like. It also depends on the decade in my view. Molly Ringwald in the 80s was the IT American girl, but I wouldn't necessarily think of her as a rom-com queen, but more like the quintessential image of a type of teenager/young adult at that time.

Maybe I'll go with Meg Ryan. I loved When Harry Met Sally and You've Got Mail is my favorite romantic comedy. Nothing beats that. Once Fall is here, I know it's the perfect film for a cozy weekend afternoon. I just love everything about it. Everything.

As to the the king of rom-coms, it has to be Hugh Grant. No one does it like him. It's that simple. I don't have to debate in my head 😀

[jareaulamontagnes]

elle greenaway was written out of show bc actress didnt want to live in la

Thank you for the information, I didn’t know that. Either way, the character deserved better even with the actress’s personal reasons for leaving the show.

[whinlatter]

something tells me you don't really like tonks, just a hunch xD

For the relationship ask if you're still doing it: harry and remus, molly and remus, teddy and adromeda. I would love to see what do you think <3

noooo i love tonks! i had a ball writing her and think that @evesaintyves’ rendering of her is one of fandom’s greatest gifts 😭 i just find it very funny that harry thinks she should low key get a grip. and as a clumsy young woman who should myself get a grip, i say: get off her case, hjp.

ok the remus + tonks/black extended family universe... hyped for this one. delicious choices, thank you anon. (i have a few more in the inbox i'm going to take a stab at but am trying to avoid spoilery ones or ones where i risk boring you all again by repeating old talking points, so if i don't get to one pls forgive me...)

right — to business. we begin with everybody looking at remus lupin waiting for him to put his crippling self loathing aside to write (1) singular letter to his dead friend's son:

i jest (to an extent). but i do think the entirety of harry and remus' dynamic is best encapsulated in one singular scene in PoA:

“When they get near me — ” Harry stared at Lupin’s desk, his throat tight. “I can hear Voldemort murdering my mum.” Lupin made a sudden motion with his arm as though to grip Harry’s shoulder, but thought better of it.

i know there's a very understandable move in AUs to imagine what would have happened if remus had raised harry - or, more often, if remus had been 'allowed' to raise harry by dumbledore. but looking past the whole plot-requiring-harry-to-be-at-the-dursleys thing, the truth is, canon remus lupin would never have put himself forward to raise harry, because of his own (not unfounded!) concerns about the precarity of his existence and the dangerousness of his condition. remus' sense of self - more specifically his fear of himself, and his very low self worth - consistently lead him to hold harry at arm's length from the moment he's introduced in the series until its bitter end. i don't think remus at all approves of the way harry is treated at the dursleys. but i can very much imagine that remus thinks it would still be better than the life he could have given harry if he ever had been called upon to serve as his primary caregiver. one of the most interesting implicit dynamics in the series is that harry notices this and does, to some extent, resent it (obviously the fact that he only ever calls him 'lupin' in his narration, though uses remus to his face, and also: 'Harry had received no mail since the start of term; his only regular correspondent was now dead and although he had hoped that Lupin might write occasionally, he had so far been disappointed.') while the harry & remus fight in DH is about harry's view of what remus ought to do re tonks and the baby, it’s also harry coming as close as saying to remus: you're letting your own child down like you let me down. ('I’m pretty sure my father would have wanted to know why you aren’t sticking with your own kid, actually... He had it coming to him,” said Harry. Broken images were racing each other through his mind: Sirius falling through the veil; Dumbledore suspended, broken, in midair; a flash of green light and his mother’s voice, begging for mercy… ‘Parents,’ said Harry, 'shouldn’t leave their kids unless—unless they’ve got to.')

molly and remus: i think this is a very, very underrated relationship! i know there’s a lot of molly-bashing around these days, especially if you’re a marauders and/or sirius and/or wolfstar stan. but i think it is very very overlooked that the person who looks after adult remus the most from 1995 onwards, and who shows him some of the deepest trust and roots for his happiness, is molly. for a man who has plainly known a huge amount of financial/food/housing insecurity, and who is so villainised in wider wizarding society, it is no small gesture for molly to not only provide for remus materially but also to trust him in a house with all of her children and encourage him in a romantic relationship he struggles to feel entitled to and worthy of. (i love sirius, but he is in no fit state to ��look after’ remus in the last year of his life, and fandom’s continued unwillingness to recognise the importance of domestic/caregiving labour as a vital contribution to the resistance will never not be problematic af). remus clearly values and admires molly in return - the only time he actually ever entertains a parent/guardianship role is when molly is weeping over her boggart, crying onto remus’ shoulder (‘what must you think of me?’) and he assures her that if anything were to happen to her and arthur, he would be a part of the team making sure her children are taken date of (‘what do you think we’d do, let them starve?’) remus’ relationship with molly is often the more mild-mannered translator of her viewpoint to others (especially others with hot tempers), and mediator trying to find middle ground between molly’s protective instincts and the battle/ready instincts of others. (more grist to my sirius & ginny parallels mill — in DH, when a fuming ginny is desperately trying to sneak off to fight in the battle, it’s remus who appeals to molly and ginny to find the compromise of ginny staying in the room of requirement to know what’s going on but not actively fight, a mirror image of his role mediating the dispute between sirius and molly over harry’s right to know what’s going on at grimmauld in ootp…) molly accepts this compromise, a sign that she trusts remus implicitly (she never frets that a werewolf is living among her children in ootp onwards, and invites him to christmas readily even after months undercover with the pack) and also feels able to call him out (‘i’ve always said you’re taking a ridiculous line on this, remus’.) this is too long but basically — justice for molly and remus, unlikely buds!

teddy and andromeda: i weirdly think a lot about teddy lupin these days. i tend to imagine teddy as a very mild-mannered, affable, calm child, like who remus might have been had he not been bitten, with tonks' heart and sociability but also with something of remus' more philosophical disposition. i think he'd slip very naturally into a big brother role because, in part, he does see himself as having a responsibility to take care of people, and i think this would shine through in his relationship with andromeda. we know teddy was raised by his gran, and i imagine she feels enormously protective of him, perhaps bordering on strict in her desire to keep him safe from the harm that came to all the rest of her family. but i like to imagine teddy didn't act out against this too much, in part because he understands where it comes from and in turn feels very protective of andromeda. growing up in the aftermath of the war would make teddy as a child particularly aware of the grief and pain and the silences among the adults around him, and i think teddy would take any compensatory protective strictness on andromeda's part with good grace, and humour her for it. i like to think teenage/young adult teddy serves as the translator for any of his gran's more prickly edges, and that they have a very close relationship that both of them really treasure.

[elisedonut]

i don't think i'm ever going to stop thinking about percy calling out for charlie (or bill) when he’s in trouble. it's just so… ugh /pos

like i usually think of charlie in particular as more protective of percy because of the first war and yk that’s his little brother (and bill, too, but like you said, i think percy would seek out charlie first), but percy also looking to charlie for help adds another layer to it

if you have any more thoughts or scenarios with this, i'd love to hear them!

- armadilloradio

it really is!!!

Charlie was home for a little longer then Bill was and since for him Percy was his first little brother he was more like attentive with him in my mind

so I completely agree

Like I love the concept of Percy staying in contact with Charlie after leaving the family and Charlie just not telling anyone

Im not sure if it's more realistic for Percy to be the one to reach out like right after leaving once the adrenaline faded and hes in a panic and upset or for them to have always mailed back and forth and it just hadn't stopped or if Charlie had to push him to stay connected

But you know whatever scenario I just think it's fun

I also like the concept of Percy sleeping with Charlie whenever he got homesick during his first year even though he would always try to ignore it and avoid it and be strong

eventually it would become like too much and he'd end up there in the middle of the night

Also just in a similar way to how I think the twins never wanted Molly during nightmares and wanted Percy, Percy normally wanted Charlie. During the time after Charlie started school but Percy hadn't he would end up sleeping in his bed anyway if one really upset him

Also going straight to Charlie the night after the final battle

He'll accept Bill in a pinch if Charlie's not around but he never feels fully like calm around him and always has Molly in the back of his mind telling him to not bother him too much that he'd accidentally internalized as don't bother him ever

That does change after the war though he feels even more wrong footed around Bill

The concept I was thinking about earlier was that Omegaverse perclin late alpha presentation au where Percy's having to force himself to call for Charlie for help but because his brains going really fuzzy and near heat like he's having a hard time forcing it out

But that's fine because Charlie's hearing is actually pretty good

(why?? Idk dragon tamer thing?

Also an alpha?

Plot convenience because I think the idea of Percy reaching feebly for the door and calling for help when he's not even sure if he really wants it but he knows he needs it while Colin is completely losing his mind to be cute??? Yeah)

so he runs in to help and is able to and ends up staying the night with Percy and making sure he's OK to be alone and maybe helping him quickly build up a next for the heat this situation caused

also it's not even limited to Percy getting hurt when Oliver got knocked clean out during his first game Percy reached for Charlie at the first opportunity

When Fred disappeared while they were all out playing he not only ran to find Charlie but then held onto Charlie's hand so tight even though he knew he should be trying to look brave for George who was also losing it

Also he owls Charlie about Penny before they get together(though does not tell him her name) even though Charlie is mostly useless in terms of help there

Also yearly panic letters about something Ron's doing with their yearly hijinks

most of these were younger Percy but I do think it was more frequent then even if still not super super often and it just got more rare as the years passed

[cheekyowldraws]

Series: Pokemon Horizons

Characters: Main plot: Murdock, Friede Minor part: Rockruff, Mollie, Orla, Ludlow Mentioned: Katy, Liko, Dot, Roy, Blanca

Ships: FriedexMurdock also called Capncrunchshipping or Airfryshipping

Summary:

The story plays right after the fight against BlackRayquaza and before the Trio offically start their training at the Orange academy.

Murdock seems to work in Katys bakery and logically should stay in this town during that time. So I wanted to explore his feelings about being away from everyone, especially Friede and how they spend their last night together before being apart for a while. Lots of emotions, kisses and a little suggestive part at the end <3

Three days have passed since the big fight against BlackRayquaza, were the Brave Asagi got heavely damaged. It is heartbreaking to see their home being in this terrible state, but luckily nobody was injured during this incident and that's the most important thing. The ship can be fixed after all...even if it might take a while until they can go back to what they are used to...until the ship is filled with chaos and laughter again instead of silence and working noises. For the time being Liko went back to her parents house and Dot and Roy were able to stay at Blancas place until they can officially start with their Terastal training at the Orange academy. Only the adults stayed at the ship for now, but as soon as Orla officially begins with the repair they gonna have to stay at a hotel to not be in her way.

Murdock was sitting in his room heaving out a big sigh. He was glad that at least the kids could stay at a more positive environment right now. Seeing the damaged ship everyday just would make them relive this scary experience over and over again. Or that what he is believing anyways, knowing that he himslef is still struggeling with getting that disaster out of his head. He kept a brave face in front of the children, but in reality the cook was as scared as them, not knowing what happens next. Can the ship really be fixed completely? What are they gonna do if it's not possible? Will this the be end end of the RVTs? The cook couldn't help himself but worrying about these questions. Friede seems more faithful then him or at least knows how to overplay such thoughts. "PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!" Murdock scolded himself while he slapped his own hands against his cheeks, squeezing them with a slight agression. "You are not a child anymore, so don't act like one!" Murdock remaind in this position for a while before he loosened his grip, letting out another deep sigh.

The chef inhaled and exhaled sharly several times to calm his nerves. There is no time to feel scared. He knows exactly what he has to do. In fact everyone knew repairing the ship wont be an easy task and will keep Orla busy. But for the mechanic to even being able to start with this endeavor, she needs materials and that in turn means they need money. Lots of money. So Murdock already decided what he personally can do to help. After all working hard is something he can do best.

A small smile formed on his lips while he looked at his phone. Only yesterday he mailed an application adressed to Katy's bakery in Cortondo, hopeing she gonna accept him and allow the pastry chef to work there until the ship is as good as new. To Murdocks surprise she personally called him back this moring to tell him he's hired. Needless to say that the chef almost dropped his phone, because he was so nervouse and honestly didn't expect such a fast answer, let alone a positive one. And on top of that he was told he can already start working in five days. Though the cook needs to leave a day earlier to get the keys for the small room he rented near the bakery, right after this hopeful phonecall earlier.

His smile fastly shifted to a more sad one. Working there means he need to leave for a while and live in that town...thinking about that fact alone made him feel wistful. Murdock don't even wanna think about getting seperated from everyone for an extended period of time that he cannot yet grasp. Especially being apart from Friede fills his thoughts with horror. Having him around all the time feels so natural and became part of his daily life. Being able to go to the other man whenever he wants, just to hang out or when he feels overwhelmed or just needs a safe place. Simply just having him by his side, to feel his touch, his warmth. Before Murdock completly got comsumed by his fear he felt something cautiously licking his hand. The cook was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't noticed his puppy climbed on his lap. Rockruff knew somethings was wrong and visible was worried about it's dad. "Sorry I didn't wanted to worry you." Murdock automatically wore a soft smile and gently patted his puppies head before he lifted it up to pepper it with kisses. Cuddeling with his little angel certainly helped to ground him and let him tackle this decision rationally. The chef knew that he had to tell Friede at some point, but he also didn't want his boyfriend to start brooding about this and having to go through all those feelings for days now as a result just like him...one suffering is enough. Murdock settled to only tell Mollie, Orla and Ludlow about his plans for now.

As expected the two woman appreciated his plans but side-eyed him when he pleaded them to not say a word to Friede about that. Nointhenless they gladly did respect his wish who he was very thankfull for. From this point on Murdock tried to tell Friede as well several times. When they were shopping together, when Friede was keeping him company while cooking, when they went for a walk...he tried to tell him...he really tried but everytime he chickened out the last second and brushed it off, finding a silly excuse for his strange behaviour. There was no way that the professor didn't started to get sceptical.

And before Murdock knew it the day before his departure had arrived. It already was dinner time to be exact. The chef was spending most of the day in the kitchen to make everyones fave meals. He just had too, because he doesn't know when he will be able to cook for them again. Murdock could feel tears filling up his eyes, but hastely blinked them away, before he served it all up. "Hope you all are hungry, because I made plenty!" the chef voiced with a bright smile while watching everyone slowly gathering around the table.

"That smells great!" Friede took in the scent a bit more before sitting down and filling up his plate. Orla and Mollie digged into the food as well. Ludlow on the other hand just silently watched the scene for now, sipping his tea, observing, already knowing something gonna happen. And he didn't have to wait long. "So delicious! I gonna miss Murdocks food!" Orla spouted out, mouth full. "ORLA!" Mollie promptly scolded her, but the brown-haired woman didn't realized what she just said. Murdock on the other hand froze in place, wanting to run away. "Please don't let Friede have heard that!" the cook was pleading in his mind. But the white-haired man DID hear and now looked at Orla with a very confused look on his face, swallowing down his food before asking "Hmm? What do you mean you gonna miss his food?" Realisation hit Orlas brain like a thunder bolt. She didn't meant to say that and tried to hastly come up with an excuse. "Ah that...well I mean when we start staying at the hotel he won't be able to cook there right?" Orla cleared up while slightly laughing awkwardly. "Right Murdock?" she then added hoping he gonna help covering her white lie but to everyones surprise his seat was empty. The tall man must have taken the oppertunity to leave while all eyes were on the mechanic. Friede felt like a fool and was visably confused. The professor hated when he didn't know what was happening and didn't realized how his face got very serious. "What is this all about?" he now asked with a slighty annoyed sound in his voice. The damage was already done so there was no reason to keep up this farce. "We promised Murdock to not tell you, I don't know why he asked for that though, so it might be better to ask him yourself." Mollie finally explained. The conference room was now overshadowed by a negative vibe.

"Listen to the wind, it talks. Listen to the silence, it speaks. Listen to your heart, it knows." Ludlow spoke with a calm and encouraging voice, breaking the uncomforteable silence that had settle over the group. Friede stared at his gramps for a moment before his eyes wandered back to his plate of food. His face slowly shifted into a sad but also concerened and betrayed expression. What did Murdock felt comforteable enough to tell literally everyone but him? He needed to know but...if he haven't told him yet why should he tell him now? Friede suddenly started to heavily shake his head, trying to get rid of those unwanted thoughts. With his eyes now filled with determination, the professor promptly finished his fill and then headed to the kitchen, were he was sure to find his 'target'. Ludlow was smiling as he saw the young man leaving the room ready to clear things up. When Friede entered the kitchen Murdock was busy washing the dishes not daring to look at the smaller man. The professor didn't knew how to start the conversation, he wants to know what the chef is hiding from him, but he also doesn't want to pressure him either. The white-haired man is certain that the cook must have a reason why he haven't told him yet, so he tries to approach the subject slowly. "That was delicious as always. I'm full!" Friede praised, putting on a smile. It wasn't a fake smile though, he meant what he said. Murdocks food is always the tastiest, still he felt more like crying right now. The taller man was taken abakt by that, because he was sure Friede straight up gonna confront him and ask him questions. "I'm glad to hear that. It means a lot to me. Thank you." the cook looked at Friede for a short moment to return the smile, before focusing at the dishes again. An awkward silence filled the whole kitchen. The only sound left was the suttle cliring of the table ware Murdock kept cleaning.

With every minute passing the chef started to get more nervouse. "That's your last proper chance to tell him you idiot!" Murdock started to scold himself in his thoughts. "COME ONE JUST TELL HIM YOU COWARD!" his thoughts went further and the cook got so angry at himself, that he abruptly stopped in his tracks, starteling Friede a little. Murdock was snapped back to reality by a gently touch on his shoulder. It was Friede who now was giving him a worried but warm glance. The cook took a deep breath and slowly let out the air again.

"I'm gonna leave tomorrow to work at Katy's bakery in Cortondo and wont be back for a while. We need that money or Orla can't fix the ship so it's unavoideable." Murdock started to explain, pausing for a moment to inhale deeply before continuing. "I wanted to tell you earlier, but the more I tried the more I couldn't bring myself too..." his voice now started to tremble "If..." he had to clear his throat before being able to continue. "If I had told you four days ago, you surley couldn't have helped but brood about me leaving all these days...and I didn't want you to go through the same thoughts that kept haunting me over and over again...I gonna miss you ya know?" the cook couldn't hold his tears back anymore and started to sob bitterly. "I'm so sorry I couldn't tell you until now I'm..." before he could speak any further he was pulled into a tight hug, while a hand gently caressed his back. "You idiot..." the small man said with a shaky voice himself. "You choose to keep all this feelings to yourself because you didn't wanted to make me suffer but..." Friede now had teary eyes as well "But imagine how you must have felt all those days, being all alone with those thoughts...that's what breaks my heart!"

"I'm so sorry...i didn't mean to hurt your feelings...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Murdock's voice softened as he continued to apologize, hugging Friede even tighter, but gentle enough so the smaller man could still breath properly. "Shhh it's okay I'm not mad at you." The smaller man kept stroking Murdocks back in gentle and firm circles to calm him down. This went on for quite a while until Friede felt that the other mans sobbing eased. He then proceed to sat down Murdock on the small wooden stool, who was busy wiping away his tears and was still softly sobbing.

"I want to apologize myself...No I need to apologize to you!" the white-haird man stated while he rubbed the back of his head. Murdock just looked at him with wide eyes, waiting for Friede to continue. "The words gramps said to me before had me thinking. I mean you did act a bit strange all of a sudden, but I refused to question it any further believing you surley gonna tell me if somethings the matter and..." "So you did notice..." Murdocks eyes wandered to the side in embarressment. Friede had to giggle at that sight. "Are you kidding me? When we went for a walk yesterday you literally kept staring at me with such an intense look , that you ended up running into a street lamp!" Friede now started to chuckle. "You should have seen your face!" and with that he bursted out into laughter. "STOP LAUGHING THAT'S NOT FUNNY!" Murdock tried to complain, but the moment he saw Friedes genuin smile while laughing like crazy he couldn't help himslef but join, laughing away all their worries. A few minutes passed and they now were sitting on the floor, right next to each other, tummies still hurting from their laughing fit. "Guess we are both idiots!" the cook stated while beaming a smile at Friede who returned the favour agreeing with a cheerfull "Yeah!"

And without a warning Friede was leaning in for a passionate kiss, making the tall man shudder in surprise. As soon as their lips touched Murdock literally melted into this sensation. The cook gently layed his hands around the other mans arms to pull him even closer. Both of them let themselve fully taken in by this moment, there hearts are pounding in synch, hoping this pleasent feeling would never fade. They tried to delay the unavoideable, but unfortunatly they had to break the kiss at some point to breath again. Now staring into each others eyes with such warmth.

"Soooo we can either have some fun now or just cuddle all night." Friede now looked at Murdock with playful eyes and a cheeky smile. The cook just looked at him with wide eyes, cheeks still rosy. He tightened his grip a little, his eyes nervousely flickering back and forth from looking into Friedes eyes to staring into the void. Friede just amusingly watched his future husband getting all flustered, while waiting for an answer. "Wh-Why not both?" the cook finally managed to declare, taking the professor by surprise, not that he is complaining though. He kinda was hoping for that outcome, because he wants both of them to enjoy this night to the fullest. "Never thought you can get greedy." the smaller man sassily returned, while purposly coming closer to Murdock's face who then started to pout a little "So what if I'm a little greedy?" the chef playfully growled back. "Nothing wrong with that." Friede assured while trying to kiss Murdock again. The emphasis is on 'trying' because his attempt got stopped by a big hand gently pressing against his lips. "W-Wait! N-not here!! Besides I need to clean the kitchen first and..." the cook got cut off mid-sentence by Friedes lips sealing his once again. It was only a short lived kiss this time meant to stop Murdock from blabbering nonsens. Friede now was looking into Murdocks eyes dead serious. "As if I would let you do the chores right now, the dishes won't run away, I gonna deal with them tomorrow." the yellow-eyed man explained. "But...!" Murdock tried to argue, but this time it was Friede pressing his hand against the cooks lips. "No buts! I already let the others know so don't worry!" the professor replied with a snippish grin while holding up his phone to show Murdock that he in fact send a message.

»Just put your dishes in the kitchen later. I'll deal with them tomorrow. I have to take care of Murdock tonight <3«

"T-Taking ca-care of me?" Murdocks cheeks turned into an even more intense pink admitting his defeat "G-Guess I have no choice then!" he stutterd softly. Pleased to hear that, Friede then purposely placed his hand on Murdocks crotch, making the cook jump at the sudden touch. His whole head turned into a bright red now and before the professor could make his next move he got lifted up by Murdock, bridal style. The cook now was dashing into his room, while gently carrying the smaller man in his arms, locking the door behind him before he allowed himself to be all over Friede.

At the same time in the kitchen:

"Guess we better sleep with our ear plugs in tonight." Mollie said after she read Friede's message while looking at Orla, who visibly was relieved about this outcome. With their minds at peace the two woman continued eating. Ludlow did join them as well now and was seemingly happy.

The next morning:

Friede and Murdock layed in bed cuddeling together. The smaller man was resting his head againsts the cooks chest, while the taller man wrapped his arms around him. Both were snoozing softly, enjoying this harmonic atmospehere until Murdocks alarm rang. The chef turned it off as fast as he could so Friede not gonna get waken up from it. He had to blink his eyes open several times before his vision was clear and he could see Friedes peaceful face, thankfully still sleeping. The cook decided it won't hurt to stay in bed for five more minutes, before he cautiously climbed out to not wake up the other man. He didn't want too, but he needed to leave soon so he had to dress up and get ready. When he came back from the bathroom he found Friede right were he left him and couldn't hold back a smile. He looked cute when he was peacefully sleeping. Murdock than hastly pulled out his phone to snap a shot he can look at whenever he misses Friede. Not that he already has a full album full of that. Happy with the result he now was thinking about waking the professor up to properly say goodbye for now. But wouldn't that be selfish? To tear him from his sleep just to catch another kiss? As Murdock was mostly silently debating with himself to either wake up the other man or not he suddenly got hugged from behind. The smaller man tightly wrapped his arms around him. "Good morning!" Friede muttered while letting out a big yawn. "G-Good Morning Friede. Did I wake you up?" the cook replied. "Nah I was already awake before you climed out of bed, but I wanted to let you get ready in peace." The white-haired man explained while he released the hug trying to catch a glimpse of Murdock's cell phone "Sooo did you get a nice shot?" Friede asked with a cheeky voice resulting in a high pitched scream leaving the cooks mouth, while the latter tried to hide his phone. But that just made Friede even more curious, now wearing a big grin on his face "I know you made a photo of me while I was supposetly asleep." Murdock was now trying to hide his blushing face behind his phone. "M-Ma-Maybe!" he managed to stutter out. "Good thing I also got a cute shot from you." the smaller man joyfully chirped. A small chuckle left the professors mouth when he saw the chef getting all flustered. Friede then took his chance to pull his boyfriend into a kiss, which immediately made the bigger man calmer. Both closed their eyes and enjoyed this delicate moment. Taking in every second, burning this feeling into their brains. They whined a little when they had to part, but they knew it was now time for Murdock to go. " Don't overwork yourself okay?" Friede wanted to make sure and with a "Don't be too reckless okay?" and a warm smile Murdock then left for his new temporary job.

[iinryer]

Good golly 👀

i had to cause yknow, good golly miss molly. it’s destiny

ok. so. despite the snippet im about to show you, this one is pwp GFFJHDGDG

the only established relationship ive ever written and also the second ever pwp i would post if i finished it… im embarrassed to share the core concept in case i never finish it gjfhdjffhdh but, here’s a snippet:

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Eddie doesn’t really think about it again until a few days later, home alone and trying to follow the instructions of one of those mailed meals that come with all the ingredients in a paper bag while he waits for Buck to get back from climbing with Albert and Chimney.

Normally they do these together, knocking elbows together in their warmly lit kitchen, but Buck had an extra shift this week, and emergency babysitting duty, on top of weekly plans with the Hans that he insisted on honoring, and it’s already late. Eddie just wanted to have something nice waiting for him when he gets back, so he and the little notecard of instructions that came in the bag are making a valiant attempt together.

He’s got the big slices of sourdough toast out of the oven and slathered with the ricotta mixture and takes extra care piling the charred and seasoned cherry tomatoes on top of it. This is one of the easier recipes, it makes Eddie feel like a master chef, though he would feel mortified to voice that out loud. Buck is the actual master chef in the house. Or, at least compared to Eddie he is. They have fun together in the kitchen, regardless.

He does a subpar job plating the toasts and then does the final step of methodically drizzling a balsamic glaze over the brightly colored mosaic of fresh ingredients, and feels a little giddy with it. He gets why Buck likes this. Eddie probably appreciates the methodical step-by-step nature of it a little more, but he absolutely understands the private thrill of being able to say, I made this for you.

He never really understood the notion of food as a conveyor of love before Buck. Honestly he doesn’t know if he really knew love like this at all before Buck. But now, as he stands barefoot on the cool tile of the kitchen floor and looks at his stupid little charred tomato and ricotta toasts, he knows they mean I love you, and he knows Buck will understand.

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ask me about my wips!

[bigfootsmom]

Since you’ve been developing adult Annie, would you consider doing a moment of her and Buck with Buck doing the “look what I made” moment? I think it’d be so delightful to see!

Twenty years later and he’s just as proud

[radioisntdead]

Hazbin hotel stardew valley AU?

Charlie is probably the mayor and does the events/ birthdays

Alastors route definitely has it revealed he's killing newcomers to the valley and eats them hence why there is a limited number of people.

I have no idea if nifty would be one of the children or one of the various creatures XD

Would vaggies ex angel arc translate in her previously working for Joja mart??

-🧵🧶 oldie

Good evening dearest 🧵🧶 Oldie! It's a pleasure to have you in my inbox again! HAZBIN HOTEL STARDEW VALLEY AU DHSHDH THERE'S SO MORE POTENTIAL HERE, (mild Stardew valley spoilers ahead!) (I haven't played the new update yet so no idea if there's new lore)

Vaggie being from Joja mart is hilarious, because that implies that Adam could be Morris, Sera and Emily in a Joja mart uniform is SO CURSED I LOVE IT, Lute's the secretary that doesn't get paid enough but is very supportive of her Boss, I'm gonna come back to this.

Charlie would be such a good mayor! Far better then Lewis {I have beef with him, MARNIE DESERVES BETTER even if she's never home} she's a newly elected Mayor after the old one, uh went missing,

she actively wants to rebuild the community center, like she'll rally up the town folk to clean up the town, they clean up the beaches in a musical number, she wants more folks to move to their lovely little town, Vaggie was originally sent to Stardew Valley {Hazbin valley? What would pelican town be? Hazbin town? Hell town??} To begin the Joja mart propaganda but Charlie being the friendly sweetheart she was managed to accidentally seduce her and that was history, she went back to headquarters and she quit, blue wasn't her color anyways

OR Lute came to check up on her and literally tore the Joja mart jacket off of her like she did her wings, like

"you don't deserve to be part of Joja."

"Lute, Wait!-"

RIIIIIIIPPPP

"Fuck! My jacket!"

Maybe she gets hit with a Joja cola can and that's how she loses her eye in this AU.

Husk is probably Gus, (Husk, Gus IT RHYMES IT'S FATE) and Shane, mixed together, The saloon sells beer and food, (I'm a huskerdust supporter so gonna play into that here) Angel and him run it together, there's a separate area that's more of the club vibe whilst the main bit of the saloon is the Bar, past the club there's a small casino.

Angel dust doesn't know how he went from being a big shot crime guy and unholy videos star in the city to hiding out in this small town, (he does, Molly and Niss are there too, they got moved for protection.) (I LOVE MOLLY SO MUCH, WE NEED TO SEE HER PLEA-)

He didn't like it much at first, but he got used to this little town and The old saloon owner, and well, after a couple'a years they got hitched!

Y'all know Kent? He's getting replaced with Cherri bomb because he sends bombs in the mail, I love the man and appreciate the bombs they help when I'm speedrunning the mines, Sir Pentious is Jodi and the Egg boys are their children, Sir Pentious also runs some type of hardware store or something to do with inventing.

Alastor lives on the cusp of town, not too far away like the wizard (Or in this case Zestial, because old people, Carmilla and her daughters live near by, they moved to get away from the big city but Carmilla makes the long commute to the city every other day, or maybe Lucifer is the wizard and Lilith the witch?? But I don't think they're divorced, maybe He's the governor of the valley,

HE'S THE GOVERNOR NOW)

Alastor runs something, no one exactly knows what, Husk made a deal with him in order to keep the Saloon after his original casino got taken away, and that's kept him afloat, he provides Alastor with free food and drink.

Niffty kinda showed up one day and works with him now, No one knows where she came from not even Alastor, she probably came from the Witch's swamp

Husk and Alastor are good friends in this AU (THE OLD FANART OF THEM BEING FRIENDS EHHSHS MY HEART, I LOVE FRIENDSHIP PLEASE)

They're drinkin' buddies, they still have that unhealthy dynamic, one has power over the other dynamic but less so, like souls aren't involved.

The Vee's are more in the city but Vox takes a trip evey other week to sit outside Alastor's house and plead.

He ends up drinking at Husk's but that's not important, Rosie manages the next town over and she visits Alastor often, Mimzy is a character that randomly appears and disappears at random, she probably gives you stuff if she likes you.

Building off the Alastor murking the new folks, I think He's picky on who he lets in, because that's HIS town, If one was to behave.... Foolish they're as good as dead, because they will be dead, but if one is a respectable fella then come on in!

If Adam takes the place of Morris he comes on in, Joja cola in hand, decked out in Joja merchandise, Vaggie failed so he was there now, Emily tags along because she wants to visit her cousin, Charlie.

Marriageable characters that I got so far are

Molly, Angel dust's twin, we don't know much about her but from the wiki she's very cheerful so I imagine she's in the middle of the wooing scale, not to hard but not too easy to woo, I feel like you can get up to five hearts with her quickly but after that it's harder, But once you give her a bouquet and interact with Angel afterwards you'll get a cut scene of him telling you Good luck, because he's not gonna do much threatening but his and Molly's brother will.

Arackniss, I imagine he's like Shane, very closed off, you are going to have to WORK for his guy to like you, slow burn.

Lute, Good luck, I repeat good luck, No one here is gonna be easy to woo, she's gonna be guarded off she is NOT going to end up like Vaggie, stuck here in a small town that barely anyone knows!

Adam, Why, WHY, I'm assuming your doing the Joja route because that's the only way, It's a surefire way to keep him from leaving the valley after you shut down Joja.

Emily, She's the easiest to woo out of everyone, be a sweetheart to her and she'll return the favor, she will not tolerate you insulting anyone though so be careful in your dialogue choices with her.

Alastor, he's the type that'll take forever to woo, like good luck your gonna need the wikipedia pulled up and everything, not to mention with the his route reveals his murdery ways you're gonna have to be okay with that, If not you'll be joining the choir of dead folks, maybe if he really likes you, you'll get off lightly with a visit to the witch and get your memories wiped.

You don't know if Alastor is a marriage candidate until LATER LATER ON, like it takes hearts with multiple folks (Like Rosie) cut scenes etc etc.

No one replaces Krobus in this AU, he is perfect.

Susan is George, No idea who Evelyn is (I LOVE EVELYN) But Susan is George, she technically doesn't live in pelican town (???) but she visits because she's buddies with Angel dust.

You can build hearts with her and she'll send you letters and give you stuff while insulting you.

THAT'S ALL I GOT FOR NOW BUT I WANNA BUILD UPON THIS AU, MAYBE MAKE A SERIES??

[theladyragnell]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "theladyragnell "?

I'll start with the easy question! If you are wondering who Lady Ragnell is, good news, I wrote up a version of the Arthurian tale I purloined the name from right here. If you're wondering why I chose to honor that tale, it's because I joined fandom through the show Merlin and because it was always my favorite Arthurian story!

As for the hard question ... "ever" is a big word, even if I weren't already a person who has trouble with "favorite"! So, to keep myself from vastly overthinking, I will instead tell you that these are ten fics that, for various reasons, I return to time and time again.

Lovesickness by idiopathicsmile, Les Mis, E/R, 11k. A delightful outside POV on some very oblivious pining, with truly incredible banter and humor.

(the end of fear is) where we begin by samyazaz, Les Mis, Combeferre/Eponine, 80k. I love Samy's writing, I love this ship, I love marriages of convenience, I love the hair-washing scene, it's just a banger.

An Avalanche of Detour Signs by gyzym, Sherlock, Molly Hooper/Lestrade, 56k (my virus software blocked something on this page, I think an old embedded image, so please be careful opening this one, unfortunately). This is a fic that really solidified my love of focusing in on minor characters.

what blooms like heather in the sun by Sovin, D&D (The Campaign of Five Dragons), Quil/Phi/Terry, 8k. It's so soft and kind and beautifully written. And if you're going to ask me my favorite fics ever, my favorite tiny fandom has to be represented, too!

Play It Again by metisket, Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles, 60k. I just love the concept, and the rather unhinged Stiles!

So Wise We Grow by Deastar, Star Trek: AOS, Kirk/Spock, 80k. One of the best kidfics out there, and a really good comfort read.

For Your Information by reni_days, Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, 10k. Truly the funniest Merlin modern AU I've ever run into.

Will Wonders Never Cease by PorcupineGirl, Check Please, Bitty/Jack, 55k. Somehow makes a combination of Shop Around the Corner/You've Got Mail and a magic AU work!

Leaves in the Void by myrmidryad, Les Mis, E/R, 16k. A truly gorgeous space AU with an epistolary moment that left me breathless.

Say Something by [orphan_account], Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles, 50k. One of my favorite canon-set fics for this ship, and the opening is gorgeous.

[sebsxphia]

SEB! For your consideration; a girl and her ball and Mollie in her natural state - Roach™

the gasp i let out! molly and her ball! molly and her ball! 🥰🥰🥰 what a pretty, pretty girl! her coat is looking soooo gorgeous and she looks so comfy too 🤭 i can’t wait to hopefully see her again soon, i miss you both! 🥹💗

[hp-hcs]

the weasley family and their cinematic adventures

hc that harry has been slowly introducing muggle pop culture into the weasleys’ everyday lives

(mostly movies, because arthur is fascinated by tvs and vhs tapes)

harry made the mistake of watching wayne’s world with the fam™, which sparked their new catchphrase for the next four months.

(“party on, fred.” “party on, george.”)

molly fell into a ‘90s romcom rabbit hole

i’m talking like, sleepless in seattle, you’ve got mail, never been kissed, the wedding singer, etc etc

home alone! …the twins have watched home alone

hermione introduced ginny to clueless

they watch romeo + juliet and drool over young leo dicaprio together

percy refuses to admit that he cried during the secret garden

titanic, y’all

“are you crying, bill?” “what, like you aren’t?”

dumb and dumber. need i say more?

ginny: “aww, they made a movie about you guys!”

the twins have seen the parent trap

harry had to convince george and fred to not try to enchant a real-life jumanji board

“seriously, did you guys watch the movie?”

they complained about hocus pocus

“it’s negative stereotypes like these that give witches and wizards bad names!”

[bullet-prooflove]

Send me a made-up fic title and I'll tell you what I would write to go with it

When Does the Heart Move On?

The Fight Before Christmas - You and Sam get into a fight after he discovers you've been keeping a secret from him.

Should Have - Companion piece to The Fight Before Christmas - There's a lot of things Sam should have done.

Fraught - Companion piece to The Fight Before Christmas and Should Have - Sam makes a decision regarding your relationship.

Sign Here - You confront Sam after he sends you divorce papers.

The truth is it doesn’t, at least not for you.

Your divorce decree had arrived today in the mail, you're now a single woman but you’re still in love with your ex-husband. You think you always will be.

When you go to Molly’s that night it’s because you don’t want to be alone. You may not know the people around you but there’s a comfortable atmosphere and a friendly face at the bar.

You’re sipping a glass of top shelf bourbon when you feel his eyes on you from across the door. It’s the same as it’s always been between the two of you, that spark of heat, that flush of desire.

He looks back down at his glass before he sets it down. You watch as he approaches you. You don’t say anything as he takes your hand, as he pulls you outside, as he kisses you, the way you like to be kissed. When you end up in his bed, he loves you the way he always has, his eyes locked on yours as he makes you come so hard his new neighbours must hear the sound of your voice.

In the aftermath you lay tangled up in each other, his lips brushing over yours as he stares into your eyes.

“I’m sorry.” He whispers against your lips. “I just got so lost.”

“I know Sam.” You say softly, your forehead coming to rest upon his. “I was a little lost too.”

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@kmc1989 @secretsquirrelinc @caffeinatedwoman @maryelizabeth13

[jareaulamontagnes]

How does it feel to know that you are friends with the person who has harassing everyone on here?

Um… first of all, I don’t know who is harassing users on here. It’s disgusting and I have said that but I don’t know who it is. The abuse is disgusting and no one deserves it. And if I think you are referring to who I think you are referring to, I’m not friends with them. I might follow them on other social media but I don’t agree with their views, when it comes to petty ship wars and the vile things that tend to come out of people’s mouths when triggered. And unfortunately in this fandom, you see it 90% of the time. You can ship the same ship without being friends with a certain person. I mean, there’s a lot of people in the OC fandom who are proof of that.