#my coworkers reactions were absolutely hilarious

[allisonreader]

At my work we have a pretty great tradition that to celebrate birthdays we get to have a lunch brought in for us all to enjoy. Birthday person's choice usually. I'm getting pizza this week.

[sweetkpopmusings]

hongjoong coworker headcanons <3

a/n: a whole bunch of people got laid off at my company today, so it only seems right that i cope by escaping into thoughts of coworker!ateez <3 please enjoy the precious gem that is coworker!hongjoong :,-) pics not mine~

content: fluff, nonidol!au | wc: 1k | warnings: none really! one mention of food | pairing: coworker!hongjoong x gn!reader | requests: open

everyone, and i mean absolutely everyone, wants to be mentored by hongjoong

they don’t care if they aren’t even in the same department as hongjoong

they just KNOW that he is the best ally and support system to have in the office

everyone also says his face is a workplace perk most people are too scared to say thing within earshot of hongjoong lmao

hongjoong knows everything people say about him, but he doesn’t let on

instead, he simply does his job and minds his business

things change when you start working at the company

you were hired in not only the same department, but same team as hongjoong

so your supervisor assigned hongjoong as your mentor

hongjoong, ever the professional, happily accepts and promises to train you well, so you can succeed in your new role

this all happens before you have a chance to learn hongjoong’s lore at the office

so you are wildly confused by the shocked and jealous stares from your coworkers as hongjoong walks you to your desk

it also feels suspicious that seemingly everybody is walking by your desk while hongjoong gives you a brief introduction to workflows, programs, etc.

but you, like hongjoong, are just trying to mind your business and do your job

which is actually super easy because hongjoong knows every single hack, automation, etc that means you can get your work done without being slowed down by tedious tasks

he’s a genius but so casual about it that you’re just sitting there like :-0 ??? how does he know everything ???

he chuckles when he sees your face and assures you that it’s just because he’s been there for ages and that soon enough you’ll be exactly the same way

you doubt it but appreciate his confidence in you LOL

at the end of your first week, hongjoong offers to take you to lunch

he says your boss is paying for it because it is “team bonding” so you agree 

what you didn’t know was that this team bonding would include hongjoong spilling ALL the tea in the office

he wasn’t gossiping in a cruel way, but he felt it was his duty, as your mentor, to give context on all the looks you were receiving

hongjoong finds it hilarious and adorable when you look at him with an absolutely shocked face

he just sits back while it sinks in for you, and, based on your reaction, hongjoong knows for sure that he finally has a friend in the office

he can tell that you won’t treat him like he’s different, which is a massive relief for him

so, from that day on, he makes it his mission to be both an amazing mentor AND a good friend

he stops by your desk for little check-ins and spends his breaks with you, whether sipping on coffee or walking around outside

hongjoong remembers everything you tell him about your life like he’s an incredible listener

you joke that it’s creepy he pays SO much attention to every detail you share and he says his resume didn’t say “detailed-oriented” for nothing

that is the moment you realize he is a complete dork LOL

speaking of dorky hongjoong

whenever he offers you a “cheer up!” or “you’ve got this!” it feels so much like a proud parent cheering on their child

he complains when you say this because “at least i should be an older brother but a DAD?!?!”

hongjoong is sulky but that goes away as soon as you buy him his favorite drink

you also changed his contact to “dad” but he doesn’t need to know that <3

he isn’t beating the dad/older brother allegations any time soon because he nags you once he gets comfortable with you 

it’s always with a smile on his face and full of care

but he will nag you about keeping your desk clean, using better handwriting, making your presentations more stylistic, etc

like sorry when did he become a judge instead of a mentor ???

it’s okay though because he lets you return the favor by nagging him constantly <3

hongjoong pretends not to like it when you nag him, but it fills his heart because that means you’re comfortable with him too :,-)

it also adds to everyone’s jealousy because you two are CLEARLY close and hongjoong finds their envy ridiculous and hilarious 

he definitely brags about how close you two are like he thinks you’re incredible and that everyone should be jealous they don’t know you like he does

somehow dating rumors start of course and when asked about it, you and hongjoong always reply with “wouldn’t you like to know”

hongjoong made you promise to give that answer because he thinks it’s fun to mess with everyone LMAO

he has so much fun with you that, to show his appreciation, hongjoong gets you a gift for your one-year anniversary at the company, including a handwritten note

he makes you promise not to open it while he’s with you because he doesn’t want either of you to feel awkward

later, once you read the note, you understand exactly why he requested this

the note starts with him praising your work ethic and improvement because he’s a proud mentor :,-)

at the end, he confesses that, before you started working there, he felt pretty isolated

it was like he was on an island or in a fish bowl, being watched from afar by everyone else

after that first lunch, and the many, many conversations you shared afterward, hongjoong finally felt like he belonged there

you made hongjoong feel like he belonged

that was something he was immensely grateful for, so he promised to pay you back by supporting you as a coworker and person, so you never felt like you were alone or an outsider

hongjoong tries to play it off the next time he sees you, but the sparkle in his eye when you thank him for being such a good colleague and friend reveals just how much he cherishes you in the workplace and beyond <333

[fuck-customers]

I have two separate stories of customers being the absolute stupidest people on the planet, but I'll keep them to their own posts

The first incident happened early evening of June 8th of this year.

After having dealt with a particularly stupid young couple (who tried to pay for a $36.29 transaction with a 20, 2 5's and 6 1's, despite having a stack of literally every bill imaginable. After I called him out on being 29¢ short [it was a very long day of people being stupidly greedy with lottery tickets], he accidentally drops a $20 on the counter. As Ms. Thing on his side starts bitching about "it's only 29¢ not $20" I snatch the 20 away from them basically throw their original 5's and 1's at them, and say, "No. You're gonna give me $40 now because you're wasting MY TIME"), I decided to go to the bathroom to just breathe and calm down.

Long story short, I got myself stuck in the bathroom (you may laugh, it was hilarious anyways)

Manager says to put an Out of Order sign on the door, which we do. We even BARRICADED the door with the trash can so no one would go in.

Lo and behold, about an hour later, my coworker is approached by a man, saying his wife had just gotten stuck in the bathroom.

My coworker says, "Oh, well, the door has an out of order sign on it. The men's room looks exactly the same."

And then the woman comes to the counter, to me, and mentions that she got stuck in the bathroom, had to call her "old man" to come break her out.

I laugh and say, "Yea, well, there's a sign on the door for a reason. The men's bathroom looks the same anyhow."

They leave, no issue, but we do tell the group chat with all the employees and managers of the store.

The next morning, the husband comes in, and starts talking to my manager (who, for a little added context, is also my mother. I am a nepo baby I'm sorry 💔💔) about the previous night's ordeal.

He and his wife are convinced that I and my coworker "locked her in the bathroom as a prank"

Which...

No.

There is a SIGN

On the DOOR

That says DO NOT ENTER in big, bold letters

As well as a fucken barricade that she apparently willed out of existence when she needed to pee so badly.

So, my manager then says, "Funny you say that. MY KID got trapped in that bathroom last night. And I had to drive here to help get her out. I live outside of town. Your girlfriend didn't read the warning that I PERSONALLY OVERSAW being taped to the door. Sounds like a classic case of Play Stupid Games, Win Stupid Prizes."

When we confronted the Big Bosses with these interactions, they just said "Wow those two were fucking morons, your reactions were justified" so that was nice

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[frankenjoly]

By chance

- for fukumori week 2024's day 1: jealousy - no-powers au, mori & elise are childhood besties

In theory, Fukuzawa could handle himself in almost every social situation. In practice, these kinds of parties weren’t exactly his forté.

He  had only attended because Gen’ichirô (the one actually invited there from the two of them) had somehow convinced him (one of his arguments being how he needed to hang out with more people than either him and his own coworkers/trainees). So every time he went on to greet someone he knew, Fukuzawa mainly stood there, waiting for his friend to come back.

At least until he introduced him to the party’s hosts, when saying he got awestruck wouldn’t exactly be an understatement.

The pair were a blond blue-eyed woman who looked like and was dressed like a porcelain doll, which couldn’t be anyone else but the main reason the event had gotten to take place in the first place, and the man who instantly took Fukuzawa’s breath away. Way more tangible-looking than his companion but not in any way less gorgeous because of that, with black hair tied into a low ponytail and purple eyes so enticing he couldn’t help but stare. And the man in question, instead of acting coy, responded by staring back.

“Yukichi, this is the birthday girl in the flesh, our esteemed–” His focus only came back when Gen’ichirô started making introductions, until being interrupted by the woman herself. 

Or it would be more accurate to state he simply let her take the reins instead.

“You can just call me Elise.” She instantly said, smiling wide and not bothering to hide a giggle at his confusion. And he had all the right to be confused; the idea of addressing someone he had just met so casually felt odd. “And this is–” She smiled mischievously, poking her companion with her index finger. “Rintarô, are you with us?” Even when he started to react, she went on and repeated the gesture a couple of times more, each one more insistent than the previous one.

“Of course, Elise-chan, dear.” The man blinked, directing his gaze towards Elise and away from Fukuzawa, also taking her hand as if to plead for forgiveness. “I would never dare to ignore you, less so at your birthday party.”

“Pfft, whatever you say, dum-dum.”

The way they addressed each other, informal and affectionate, as well as the very little to no single qualms they had when it came to physical touch, obviously meant a great deal of closeness between the two. And shouldn’t be like that, especially not when it involved a man he had just met, but the mere fact stirred something uncomfortable in Fukuzawa’s insides.

“You won’t believe me? After all we’ve been through?” After Elise answered with a scoff, he moved his attention back to Fukuzawa. “Pardon me.” Were his next words, accompanied by a slight bow. “Mori Ôgai, pleased to meet you.”

“Likewise.” Fukuzawa instantly said, mirroring his gesture. 

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“Also, sorry for the indiscretion, but I must ask. Have you two been a couple for too long?”

Both Mori and Elise’s reactions were similar in nature, but different in intensity. He let out a brief laugh, waving a hand to dismiss the idea, while she straight up bursted into laughter with no trace of shame nor making any attempt at avoiding attracting attention. That obviously caused several heads to turn in their direction, and Fukuzawa silently prayed to be rescued by Gen’ichirô, who had gone away for a while upon recognizing his most trusted work colleague at her arrival.

“Please–” It took Elise a few minutes and a ton of laughing more to calm down enough to answer; so, at said point, her eyes were filled with tears of amusement and her make-up hadn’t been ruined by sheer power of will. “One may think I’d be used to this by now, but it’s hilarious nonetheless.”

“No need to worry, Fukuzawa-dono. It tends to be a common mistake.” Mori added, smiling in a way that caught him absolutely off guard.

“My apologies, still.”

“We’ve been thick as thieves since forever, we’ll give you that. But it’s not romantic, please. In fact…” Elise also smiled, partly as a remnant of her cackling and partly with a mischievous undertone. “Rintarô’s single.”

The uncomfortable feeling setting inside him while making the incorrect assumption not only dissipated the moment she said so, but also Fukuzawa’s chest got instantly struck by a warm and bubbly feeling.

(Also on ao3.)

[rosefinnigen]

What made you want to gain weigfht? Like how and why did you do it? I just want to know what you did when you started it.

So, my feedism story like a lot of people’s starts in childhood, but we’re going to skip all that because it’s stuff everyone’s heard before.

To tell this story, I first have to tell you about my first year of college. Imagine you’re me, you’ve been best friends with the same boy since the seventh grade, lowkey a little bit in love with him. The two of you go to the same college. First year, you live alone. He gets new friends. You… don’t.

He gets a boyfriend. We’ll call him goldfish boy. You, being 18 and stupid, start fooling around with his boyfriend.

Goldfish boy turns out to be a total piece of shit. What could have been a “hey, we fucked up, let’s come clean and stop doing that” turns into him blackmailing you, lying to you, and assaulting you more than once. To top that off, at the end of your months long affair, he tells you he was never attracted to you in the first place. (??????) Fun, right?

Couple of years of total celibacy. COVID happens, and goldfish boy ends up dying from something totally unrelated. COVID lockdown lifts, you go back to school, meet new people. Get a new roommate who you hit it off with really well. We can call them Summer.

Summer is really shy about their body — they were bullied really heavily for being fat, and a lot of their romantic relationships as an adult involved being fetishized contrary to their wishes. For summer, your compliments on their body occur as threats, and their reactions and attitudes subsequently make it hard for you to think about your own body without a vague sense of anxiety. Super awesome, right?

For totally unrelated reasons that relationship also goes up in flames. Meanwhile, you start working at a convenience store, and one of your coworkers is a grungy thirty-something with commitment issues. We’ll call him Slush.

Slush is a disaster of a man. He’s exactly the right combination of funny and chill to reel you in, and you’re the exact combination of reckless and traumatized to ignore the fact that he’s got three kids he’s not allowed to see and always smells like a basement. You put yourself in sexual situations you don’t actually want to be in because it’s the only way you know how to receive any form of intimacy. Amazing, right?

After the third time you hook up with Slush, you remember Goldfish boy, you remember Summer, and you think, “ya know, I’d really prefer not to repeat either of those experiences. At this point, either this person (a) simply doesn’t care I’m fat, (b) hates it but is gritting their teeth through it because I’m easy, or (c) is genuinely into it.” So you ask Slush, hey, which is it?

Slush, being a commitment-phobe, freaks out. He says “woah, I thought we weren’t doing labels” or some shit, and stops talking to you for a while.

(Later, after you gain about 25 pounds, you hook up again and he spends a solid half an hour going absolutely feral over your softer belly and thighs. So yeah, Slush MAY have been freaked out when you accidentally guessed correctly that he might have been into your fatness. Which, I mean, I guess is sort of understandable? But also hilarious, in an incredibly frustrating way.)

Anyway, because of all of these events combined, you finally have enough. You think, “man, fuck this tiptoeing around my weight thing. I’ve always been fat, I’ve always LIKED being fat, and I’m sick of wondering whether someone’s going to be a dick to me about it. So screw it, let’s go find some people who will actually celebrate this shit rather than hiding their attraction.”

And that’s basically the sequence of events that led to me joining tumblr, gaining 25 pounds, and falling in love with my amazing partner along the way. It kind of sucked getting here, if I’m honest, but now that I’m here, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. It’s amazing what a difference being really, truly loved and loving in return can make 🩷

…I also just realized you might have been asking *how* I started gaining weight, as in, methods? And tbh the answer is I don’t have a method. I eat what I want when I want to, and, well, sometimes I want a pizza every night for three weeks straight, lol.

Hope that answered your question, and thanks for the ask!

[erigold13261]

Yo! I got SUPER spoiled for JJK today at work lol! (so like, kinda spoiler-y post here! So read at your own discretion!)

Eh, decided to put it under a cut because there are a lot more spoilers for the later parts of season 2 and it's a longer post than my liveblogs so someone might see a glimpse of something they didn't want to read before watching themselves.

So first off, I kinda got spoiled for Kento's... end thanks to a tiktok. I only saw a screenshot before I paused the video (and then saved it for later), so all I saw was Kento's face after SOMETHING happened (if I remember then uh, he kinda looked a LOT like Eve at that point, which is kinda ironic considering the Eriverse lol).

I told my coworker about this (and how a youtube video showed the start of Hanami's death less than like 2 seconds into the video that I wanted to save for later). When we were both on our breaks he told me WHO killed Kento and I was like DUDE! COME ON!

I wasn't actually mad lol. It was actually super fucking funny seeing his reaction and like INSTANT regret at me repeating/asking "Wait? ______ killed Kento!?" Absolutely hilarious.

And then later on I was asking if we saw any more cool scenes between the Hidden arc and the end of Kento and Hanami, and this same coworker says "Yea!" And then immediately proceeds to start giving specific detail about Hanami's death instead of a fun scene BETWEEN the death and where I am now!

Lol! I'm not the biggest spoil sport for spoilers, I was kinda hoping to go into Hanami and Kento's deaths blind, but it's not the worst thing that could have happened (also can't wait to see Mahito do a hand puppet Junpei mockery! Make me hate that little bitch some more lol! For good reasons!)

Also, FUCK SATORU! Can't wait to see that fucker die! Blue stopped Hanami from using her domain, and if my coworker is right then we NEVER get to see it! I AM SO UPSET AT THAT! WE GET TO SEE ALL THE OTHER MAJOR CURSES' DOMAINS! WHY NOT HER'S!? FUCK YOU GOJO! YOU RUINED MY GIRL'S MOMENT!

Also also, I can't wait to see Dagon cry over Hanami! OMFG! I want to see more of that little cuttlefish (and his little digimon evolution as my coworker put it lol).

I have the next 2 days off so I'm gonna try and continue the series. Though I do want to draw as well as play a game with another coworker (and possibly the spoiler coworker if I stay on late).

I'll get back to Homestuck at some point. I just keep opening it to Vriskra's introduction scene and then clock back out. Like I don't know why I'm doing this? She seems like a fun character (though a bitch) so I should want to learn more about her.

Don't know why but I think her and Mahito would be buddies lol.

Anyway, little rant over. Major points to gather from this is fuck Satoru and Hanami is love Hanami is life! (and Dagon is babygirl!)

[volkshore]

For scientific reasons I need to hear more volkner and flint headcanons

ask and you shall receive! they’re kinda long and have absolutely no theme lol, hope you don’t mind

— volkner’s handwriting is terrible. like the big, blocky engineer handwriting but not legible whatsoever. flint is the only one who can read it because they grew up doing projects together all throughout their school years. the other leaders always have to ask flint to “translate” it in the league gc and flint honestly enjoys it because he loves showing off being the only person who understands certain things about volkner.

— ever since the “mr. elite four” incident, flint has taken to calling volkner all sorts of titles starting with “mr.” when he wants to get a rise out of him. things like “mr. most powerful gym leader in sinnoh” or “mr. shining shocking star of sunyshore” and they’re all purposefully over-the-top because flint thinks it’s hilarious. volkner gets embarrassed over it for the first little bit, but once he’s fully moved passed it, he starts calling flint “mr. elite four” when he’s joking back.

— volkner was never jealous or mad at flint for taking the elite four position; he knows flint deserves it and has always been happy for him, but watching the closest person to him leave sunyshore for the first time spurred all sorts of negative reactions because he didn’t know how to handle being without flint. he missed his partner in crime so badly that the spiral was inevitable, and it hurt even more with the added decades-long crush. but distance makes the heart grow fonder, and it made flint realize his own feelings as well as the fact that he needed to get volkner back up on his feet so that he could be the one sweeping him off of them.

— will probably make a focused post for this one if there’s interest for it, but i feel like volkner grew up with undiagnosed adhd and flint was a big part of why it was manageable. volkner’s brilliant, but his attention span is non-existent when he doesn’t care about the topic. flint always gave him his class notes because he knew how burnt out volkner could become, encouraged all of volkner’s fixations and was always eager to listen if he wanted to infodump. just generally was a good human being about it, unlike their teachers and relatives. volkner finally cracked the code of him having adhd after flint left because being alone made him realize how fucking hard doing literally everything is. flint was super stoked when volkner got diagnosed, probably more than volkner himself lmao

— flint and volkner also have their own place in the resort area, though they always end up hanging out at dawn’s/lucas’ because it’s more central and seeing their friends is always a plus. their place is closer to the seaside and it’s a little smaller, though it’s still very luxurious. volkner always outfits it with all the latest tech and flint impulsively buys furniture and decoration for it constantly. they don’t get to visit it often, but they keep it because they both secretly (volkner) and not-so-secretly (flint) love having a place that’s both of theirs, together.

— (this one’s based off of something my coworkers do) flint and volkner have had a running competition over who can find the best license plate/car decal ever since they were teens. there’s never been a winner and they don’t plan on stopping soon. one time, flint was driving late at night and saw a license plate that said “DZ NUTS” and he woke up volkner so frantically that volkner thought something was wrong. flint then spent the entire ride home speeding up and slowing down on the freeway like a maniac trying to stay near the car so volkner could take a picture of it.

— he may not seem like the type, but volkner is obsessed with social media. he posts stories a LOT and loves finding the perfect spots and experiences to log to the public. he even does livestreams sometimes, mostly just chatting and sometimes he’ll have flint on too. he uses twitter slang so much that oftentimes, flint literally can’t tell what he’s saying. flint’s much less savvy when it comes to social media, so he isn’t attached to it like volkner, but he likes being on it because he loves to interact with his friends and fans. he’ll always be really active for a chunk of time right around when volkner posts because he always comments and then lingers for the banter with volkner and other friends.

— (this one’s pretty flint-centric) flint is extremely good at coming up with plans of action and finding a deeper meaning to things. he’s a lot smarter than people give him credit for, mostly because he doesn’t flaunt it or have a particular hobby that society sees as needing a high intelligence for. he’s spent a lot of time battling and roaming the streets since he was young, so he has a lot of worldly knowledge and street smarts. with these things combined, it makes it easy for him to come up with ideas that most others wouldn’t have thought of. cynthia almost always calls on him when she needs help figuring a plan out for the league and volkner depends on him when they’re put on jobs requiring socializing and quick thinking.

[jin0]

been seeing a lot of matchups in your blog lately and I wanted to give it a go. ❄️

Gemini, INTP, bi-ace. 158 cm with straight black hair and tan skin. My outfit style is emo/punk. Pretty much just blacks and reds. Interest lies in world history, digital drawing, writing, musicals, and otome games... Too much of a romance sucker that these fictional men have raised my standards a bit too high. That and romance books too. A bit of a neat freak even if my mind is a jumbled mess. I love learning in general so I would always have one day interests or queries. The other day I wanted to learn how to do a full split (didn’t work out but still trying), yesterday learned European etiquette for the nobility. That kind of thing. Very much an introvert, no I will not come out but when we do go out I’ll make sure to put my full attention to you and the event and only whine in my head when we go back home about how tiring that was.

I may also have a thing for being marked (kind of like cute aggression and they just randomly bite or nip me) but its not as if I’d say that out loud lmao. I may have a resting bitch face but I swear I’m a bit naiive when it comes to social cues and not mad at ya. I once had a coworker during lunch deadpan tell me that the nearby school had it’s own McDonalds and I replied “oh that’s cool!!” with stars in my eyes and she then said she was joking. She felt bad at my enthusiasm. Well a lot of things are possible so I didn’t even question it. Another one would be the time I went on a bus for the first time in years and I shouted out to stop nowhere near a bus stop and everyone looked at me weirdly. It’s one of those embarrassing memories that haunt me.

baby imma be entirely honest with you ??? im just as naive as you. you could tell me abe lincoln is your grandfather and I'd believe you. i wouldn't even question it or the mathematics of this claim, id just be like 'damn, that's nice !! sucks that he got shot tho'

for you my fellow naive friend, i give !! :

both peter and gwen !! because us naive people deserve the double trouble couple 🙈

seating in the corner if the room, you frowned deeply while hearing both laugh on front of you. this was absolutely not funny. your predicament was not funny.

they were the worst for laughing at you had to suffer the memories of your own embarrassing past.

you know these moments in life that you get and they're so embarassing that they stick in your brain for like, forever ? and they come back to haunt you from time to time, sending you through a physically painful reaction ? these moments that you get and you wish no one around you was a mind reader because they had to be buried in the darkest corner of your brain, for the rest if eternity ?

well these moments you had a few, one of them worse than others. this moment you shared it with your boyfriend and girlfriend. you didn't really know why but you didn't mind. not until they started cooing at you and laughing very, very, very loudly.

you felt so embarrassed you hid under your own hoodie, tucking in your legs and hiding yourself on a corner of the seat. you whined and groaned as they laughed harder, giggling to themselves. this was absolutely humiliating and you hated them just enough to put dishsoap on their toothpaste.

"this is not that funny ! stop laughing !" you exclaimed, glaring at both as you saw peter roll to the floor.

your words had the opposite effect, making them laugh a little harder the more they looked at your face.

"this is... this is absolutely hilarious actually..." mumbled gwen, trying to catch her breath and get peter to stop rolling around on the carpet like an idiot.

he turned to you and collapsed on himself, laughing still. sick of dealing with his mockery, you stood up, marching towards him and stepping on him repeatedly.

"you buffoon ! stop laughing at me ! i genuinely hope you stub your toe on the sharpest corner there is out there !" you threatening, gritting your teeth when he only laughed hardee.

you watched him catch his breath, wiping tears of amusement from his eyes and sitting up to look up to you.

"you thought... you thought the school had a macdonald and you didn't question anything !"

"i was young !" you exclaimed to save faces.

"you were a worker ! you had a job ! seems pretty grown to me !" he chuckled, shrugging his shoulders and dodging your feet.

you narrowed your eyes as he jumped back up to seat back on the bed next to gwen. both stared at you, observing your displeased expression.

it was rare for anyone other than them to see you this vivid and expressive. you were known for your natural RBF and difficulty to communicate.

truth is, you weren't difficult to get through, you just needed to be comfortable and making you comfortable had been peter and gwen's mission as soon as they met you. both pieces of sunshine, you were the moon and god did they love their moon. you were the one who brought the stars out and revealed the many secrets hidden under your deep dark sky.

"you both deserve to get shat on by pigeons. mostly you parker. i hope while you're doing all that swinging, you crash into a bird and it bites you."

"bunny, birds don't have teeth." frowned gwen, smiling slightly.

"yeah they do ! you told me they did !" you screamed, pointing an accusing finger at your girlfriend while the boy tried to hide his face in her shoulder.

"i was kidding !" exclaimed the blond girl, laughing louder than ever. "oh my god, you're adorable !"

you groaned, hiding your face in your hands and going back to your seat. peter, being quicker than you quickly webbed the back of your shirt to pull you to his lap. you spun backwards, falling on both your lovers. they kept cooing at you while you attempted to flee from their grasps. you were being detained against your will and you would not stand this.

"stay still bunny, or i'll bite you." he threatened, kissing the side of your face.

you stilled automatically, your brain screaming for you to move. he knew which button to push to get you to listen. you were a sucker for marks and being marked, it wasn't you fault.

"awww, look at you listening so well. you really like it when he bites." teased gwen, her hands caressing your calves.

you glared at her, hiding your face in yours hands again. they would kill you one day.

"now that you're calm, tell us more about that school that had its own macdonalds."

nevermind, you would kill them.

[ckret2]

Alright let’s talk GVK spoilers!!!

My reactions as best I can remember them!

- love how Kong is humanized from the very first scene, like every time he shows up he’s humanized so much more than other titans are. If that was at the expense of other titans being made likable I wouldn’t enjoy it so much, but like, Godzilla is made pretty lovable over the course of Monsterverse, Mothra is too, and all the titans featured for long are given recognizable emotions that let us see them as more intelligent and feeling than “just” animals; so all of them are made understandable/likable/sympathetic. But of them all, Kong is the only one really humanized. Which makes sense, because like, big monkey! Basically our distant cousin!

- And they kept playing, like, normal songs for him, which cracked me up.

- I really appreciated how you could SEE the titans in this movie. After all the weather effects to hide the titans in KOTM, there was such a clear difference in this one from the very start. Kong in the daylight! Godzilla makes his first attack at night, and even then you can see him much more clearly than you can for most of KOTM! Nice!

- after the Iwi were portrayed as silent stoic witnesses in Skull Island, I really appreciated that they took an Iwi character, made her a main character, and gave her dialogue and a real role to play in the story while also keeping her deaf/mute. I think that was a good way to improve on the way that the Iwi got got sidelined in the last movie while still maintaining the worldbuilding!

- I didn’t appreciate so much that, y’know, they murdered the rest of her people off-screen in order to do it. Couldn’t they have gone “her parents died so she got adopted by a Monarch agent that was close to her family, but like, the rest of her tribe is fine”? Or at the very least “their island got fucked up so they had to be evacuated but like they’re settling in somewhere else”? “They’re living under this island dome with Kong and they know what’s up and Monarch’s keeping them in the loop and they decided they’re chill with their new dome home, but this one girl likes to go on adventures with Monarch”? Something? Did we have to kill them all off? Y’all make up an entire fictional indigenous culture and then murder them off-screen when you don’t need them? Just let them live.

- a few minutes in I was like “hold on, we’ve got two characters that speak sign language, we’ve got a giant gorilla, gorillas learn sign language, is there any reason they can’t teach Kong?” and then later I was like “OOOOOH!!” Humans and titans learning how to communicate with each other has been one of my favorite themes to explore in Monsterverse fanfic so I was absolutely tickled to see it getting explored in canon, too.

- That said I think it’s hilarious that the girl managed to teach Kong to sign without, like... anybody seeing. Kong’s hands are above the tree line and there are cameras everywhere, how did NOBODY with Monarch see him signing.

- Bernie’s weaponized being an annoying coworker to such a degree it can only be called an art, and I really appreciated it.

- Godzilla’s extra chonky in this movie and I dig it. Roomie noted he was extra crocodilian and I dig that too.

- “There’s been no confirmed titan sightings in three years” I don’t buy that for a minute. They’re BIG. Rodan NESTS IN VOLCANOES. They found a MOTHRA EGG. Humans have A SCARILY WELL-FUNDED ORGANIZATION DEDICATED SOLELY TO FOLLOWING TITANS AROUND. Like, most of the lore in GVK that I don’t personally like, I can be like “eh... I can tweak it just a little bit with headcanons to make it work for me...” but NO confirmed titan sightings? You expect me to believe ALL of them moved underground when we’d previously seen them all prefer to live above ground? You expect me to believe that now that they’re all AWAKE, they learned how to HIDE?? Uh-uh. And at the end of KOTM there was stuff in the credits about using titan droppings as biofuel, obviously they’re still walking around up top! Can’t take that from me. Nope.

- Who the FUCK is Ren Serizawa and how is he related to Ishiro Serizawa? IS he related? Maybe they just dropped the surname as another “yeah this is a Godzilla movie for Godzilla fans” easter egg but I have a hard time believing that he can’t be somehow related to the other character with the Very Important Last Name who was so important in the last two Godzilla movies. If he is related I’m sure it’s been explained in a tie-in comic or the novelization or something, I’ll look it up later.

- I had to look up how much weight huge battleships can carry while writing a KOTM fic where Ghidorah hitches a ride on one, and y’all, I had to pull weird gravity-negating magic to get him to ride on that boat. Godzilla and Kong woulda sunk that boat like a rock. All I could think during that scene is “this wouldn’t work and I know that because I DID THE RESEARCH and I wasn’t even getting PAID.” I’ll choose to believe that Monarch gets special heavy duty ships designed to carry titans but nobody mentioned it because it wasn’t relevant to Kong’s journey.

- The bit where they could see where Godzilla was swimming because he’d got half a ship hooked to him that was bobbing around on the surface, didn’t Jaws do something like that with a buoy? It’s been ages since I’ve seen Jaws. Anyway good reference.

- Insert “they’re gonna need a bigger boat” joke

- I LOVED the part where they shut down all the ships to get Godzilla to leave. Both because, one, it’s a spectacular callback to KOTM’s “turn off all the guns so he knows we’re not a threat” that makes it seem like now that’s just what Monarch knows what to do to get G to chill out, and two... we know that Godzilla backs off either when he’s killed his enemy or when his enemy has yielded to him. At the end of KOTM—and the end of GVK—the act of yielding is presented as very ceremonial and uniform across species: everyone lowers anything they’ve got that could be dangerous (claws, fangs, beaks, axes) and bows to show Godzilla they’re not gonna fight. Battleships, obviously, can’t bow, but even without being inducted into whatever secret titan cultural intricacies might be going on, humans have figured out their own way to “bow” to Godzilla: cut all the power, so their ships can’t move and can’t use weapons. I know the movie presented it as “playing dead,” but c’mon, if Godzilla could hear MechaG power up from halfway around the planet then he could hear that Kong’s heart was still beating, and he’s been around enough boats to know humans can turn them off and on when they want. The humans bowed to Godzilla. He accepted that they yielded and left.

- Mark Russell looked like such a dad in this movie, like he’s retired 100% from being a rugged action hero and now he’s just Pure Dad. I like him better when he’s a dad, it’s a good development for him. He got like 3 lines and I’m like “I appreciate this character development.”

- Despite all my qualms about how conspiracy theories and extremist groups are handled in Monsterverse (and WHICH conspiracy theories they decide to reference), I really love Madison and Bernie’s dynamic. The adult man who’s the excitable wide-eyed believer in every BS conspiracy you can possibly imagine; and then the serious, severe Teenage Girl On A Mission who’s hypercompetent because she was raised for five years by a friggin doomsday cult militia; and despite having wildly different personalities they’re just, in total agreement about everything. Handled just a BIT differently (like, leaving out the more gross IRL conspiracies) they would be a wildly fun comedic duo—especially with Josh the Only Sane Man coming along as the hapless sidekick. And they all play off of each other so well! Both in a comedic sense, and in more serious moments—when Bernie talked about his wife, there was a real moment of empathy between him and Madison with very little said. I’d watch an entire movie just about the three of them. I’d watch a TV show.

- On the one hand I wasn’t too much of a fan of KOTM’s “all titans... are inherently In Tune With Nature... nature has a Balance, because that’s a Real Thing and not an anthropocentric concept to describe how we like nature to act, and they automatically restore it... because they’re like, some kinda borderline divinities or something... we should probably be worshipping them...” thing; but, now that it was totally absent in GVK, I sorta miss it. Like I feel like there needs to be a balance, a few humans who are like “i lowkey worship these dudes?” and a few others who are like “they’re cool but like, that’s a lil extreme” and that neither side be presented as Right in how they regard titans’ relationship with nature.

- “All titans come from THE HOLLOW EARTH” nah I don’t buy that it’s silly. Basically, what I object to is the idea that all titans have some sort of intrinsic similarity (they all come from the same hitherto-unknown location; they all are part of the same pack that has the same alpha; they all are fueled/fed by the same energy source; etc) rather than letting them be SEPARATE species whose only unifying traits are “they’re all big enough to fuck everything up everywhere they go” and “they’re big enough that the typically-insurmountable barriers between different biomes (mountain ranges, valleys, long distances with terrible weather) aren’t insurmountable for them, so even if they’re specialized in different environments they still all have to deal with each other pretty often.” I’ll make some exceptions for convergent evolution (i.e., claiming multiple titans developed similar traits that are relatively easy to spontaneously evolve and a prerequisite for a creature to survive at such a large size). But I can’t buy “this big gorilla has more biologically in common with this big crocodile-iguana than he does with, say, gorillas,” or most of the other “all these titans have THIS IN COMMON” claims that Monsterverse makes, including “everyone’s from hollow earth.” So I’m tossing that out the window and substituting my own headcanons. Some might’ve evolved there but some evolved on the surface. Maybe a majority of them like ducking in and out of the hollow earth like some kind of titan shortcut system. Kong’s species, I can buy, IS native to hollow earth, considering that they built a whole-ass society down there with tools and architecture.

- I’m SO curious about the little underground Kong home, the Godzilla motif in the floor, and the axe that appeared to be made with a Godzilla scute. What’s the story there??? We know Godzilla’s species and Kong’s species are ancient rivals. Is it because Kong’s species hunted Godzilla’s to steal their scutes to make weapons, seeing them as a valuable resource the way, like, early humans considered woolly mammoths a valuable resource—thus making that Godzilla on the floor equivalent to cave art of mammoths made by people who hunted them—until the Godzillas got pissed and started fighting back en masse? Or were Godzillas and Kongs already enemies when Kongs decided to start making weapons out of their corpses? Did they use to be allies, fighting together, with Godzillas voluntarily offering shed scutes and/or bones of their deceased members to Kongs, and that place used to be a shared home until they started fighting?

- What about that power source, is it something that was already there that both Kongs and Godzillas started to deliberately harvest for technology/atomic breath? Or did Godzillas automatically channel that stuff and Kongs exploited/borrowed/traded with Godzillas to utilize it too? Or is the power from Godzillas who collaboratively poured a bunch of power into the place thus that Kongs were able to use it too? I doubt Godzilla’s species CREATED all that weird energy but the question remains of whether, like, they channel it FROM underground, or naturally produce the same thing in their own bodies, or what.

- Godzilla using his atomic breath to dig a hole STRAIGHT TO KONG just to KICK HIS ASS is hilarious. How lucky that Hong Kong just HAPPENS to be straight over Kong’s house! Were all the tunnels to the hollow earth made by pissed off Godzillas who wanted to kick monkey ass??

- I loved the aesthetic of the battle scene in Hong Kong, with the brightly colored neon building outlines, VERY cool look. The choreography of the battle scene was great too, especially

- we literally broke into applause when Kong shoved the axe handle in Godzilla’s mouth. Love it, perfect callback, that was the ONE thing from the original King Kong Vs Godzilla I was hoping to see referenced and there it was.

- You could really see a difference in how Kong and Godzilla fought—Kong doing a better job at using tools and the environment, Godzilla fighting more like a reptile. They seemed to emphasize Godzilla’s more animalistic behaviors in this movie to accomplish that contrast—he was down on all fours and moving like a crocodile more often, he was clawing at Kong’s chest—but even though it seemed a bit different of a combat technique it also didn’t seem out of place compared to how he fought in prior movies. And we’ve already seen that if Godzilla’s involved in a fight and one of the combatants knows how to use the environment, it’s typically not gonna be Godzilla. (See: Ghidorah using the reflection in a building’s windows to see what’s behind him, and recognizing a nearby power source and biting it to juice himself up.)

- So many of Godzilla’s enemies seem to have specialized in negating his atomic breath in order to combat him! The MUTOs directly suppress his ability to use it—and it makes sense that that’s an inborn ability they have, since they evolved to use Godzilla’s species as prey. Kong has a weapon that both acts as a shield to absorb the breath and turn it back against Godzilla’s species—they didn’t evolve to counter Godzilla, but they developed tools once a rivalry happened. Ghidorah’s the exception—which makes sense, since he came from space—but even at that we see him using tactics specifically to take into account Godzilla’s most powerful weapon (such as keeping one head on lookout for when he starts glowing so that they know when they need to dodge).

- LOVED the reveal that MechaG was based off of Ghidorah’s brain, it has vibes of both the Kiryu Saga and the way that Heisei MechaG is based off of Mecha-King Ghidorah. Not the most surprising plot twist, since we’d theorized that they might use San to make MechaG, but I wasn’t 100% sure they were gonna go with it until they finally did. Even when I was going “huh, the mecha pilot’s chamber looks weirdly organic” I didn’t make the connection to WHY until the reveal, lol.

- “Ghidorah’s necks are so long that the heads have to communicate with each other telepathically” that’s COMPLETELY WILD but I love it, it follows very well from their prior portrayal as telepathic empaths in Heisei, it lines up with their emphasis on electricity (because BRAINWAVES AND ELECTRICITY, hey ho movie monster pseudo science!), and it very much compliments my own private headcanon that they’ve got some psychic/mind control abilities.

- The movie ended with both “Godzilla won, technically” but also “since they teamed up as equals, the ending doesn’t FEEL like ‘Godzilla wins, Kong loses’ but rather ‘they both won against a common foe’” and since I’m on both Team Godzilla and Team They Should Be Friends, I’m happy with this outcome. Plus since the last time they fought, the Japanese movie company graciously let the American monster win, so it’s only polite that the American movie company graciously let the Japanese monster win.

- There were just a few too many humans in this movie. I was intrigued by Ren but we didn’t get much out of him, but like I guess somebody had to be in the pilot’s seat other than the Apex CEO. Didn’t care for the author of the hollow earth book, I feel like his role was superfluous. Didn’t need the Apex CEO’s daughter there at all, coulda done without her. How about this, combine all three roles. Instead of having a whole-ass author who knows about the hollow earth, just casually reference that Rick from KOTM wrote a book about it since he was the expert, and (since he wasn’t in this movie) say that he tragically died going to explore the hollow earth himself, and that way we’ve got the book with the “titans are from there” theory AND an excuse to share the “humans die when they go underground” info. Now, have Ren be working for Apex as a pilot for Mechagodzilla, but have him be MechaG’s pilot because he’s also a good pilot in general, and can fly those HEAV things. Have Apex send him to Monarch to be like “hey, you guys trust me right, since I’m Ishiro Serizawa’s relative? We at Apex have heard all about your failed hollow earth expedition, and due to Ishiro I’ve got some past ties to Monarch so I’ve got high clearance with y’all, so I could bring over this useful Apex tech that’d let you go underground and use what I know about hollow earth from my past time at Monarch to help guide things.” Once they’ve got the little chunk of energy stuff and go topside, he hustles it straight to Apex and straps into his seat to run MechaG. Bam, you’ve combined “person who knows enough about hollow earth to help the expedition,” “person who represents Apex’s interests and gets the energy,” and “person who pilots MechaG” into one character, in a way that takes three flat/underdeveloped characters and turns them into a single interesting character with a lot going on and some intriguing ties to the rest of the cast.

I think that’s everything?? Hoo.

[mari-writes]

📱⭐️💕

Akaashi hadn’t thought it was a big deal when he bought a Black Jackals #12-themed phone case.

He’d just needed a new case, and he’d heard that the team was selling them. That was it. There was really nothing more to it. 

Or so he thought.

Of course, Bokuto had to go and make it into something. 

They were meeting up for the first time in two weeks. Bokuto had been training in Osaka; Akaashi was busy with work. The anticipation of finally seeing his boyfriend again had been building all day, and when they finally locked eyes, Akaashi couldn’t help the flutter in his chest. 

“Keiji!” The man smiled broadly as he hurried towards him, trying his best to weave his tall, bulky frame between the small chairs and tables in the cramped Tokyo cafe.

“Koutarou.” Akaashi returned the smile, rising from his seat to embrace him in a tight hug and peck his cheek. 

After settling into their booth and ordering, Bokuto launched into a uproarious account of Miya Atsumu embarrassing himself at a recent fan event.

In the midst of the retelling, Akaashi’s phone chimed. “Crap, sorry Kou.” He whipped it out as fast as possible, switching off the ringer and laying it down screen-first on the table. Bokuto gasped. 

“You have a—that’s—oh, wow!” He snatched the device. “You got one of my phone cases!”

Akaashi blinked, confused at Bokuto’s intense reaction to something so trivial. “Uh, yeah?” His boyfriend turned the phone over in his hands, staring at the black, white and gold design with wide eyes, as if it were a precious jewel. 

“This is awesome! I hadn’t seen one yet!” Bokuto grinned, fingers brushing over the golden number 12 and his name that sparkled under the light streaming in from the window. “You got it from the online shop?”

Akaashi nodded, smiling at the other man fondly. “I wanted to show support for my favorite player.”

Bokuto squealed, a high-pitched sound, hilarious coming from someone of his size. “Keiji!” He collapsed forward onto the table. “I love you so much!”

Embarrassed, Akaashi just rolled his eyes. His boyfriend was ridiculous. Getting so excited over a piece of plastic… A phone case, of all things! Absolutely ridiculous… 

“I wish I had one with your name on it.”

Again, Akaashi blinked in confusion. “Huh?” Bokuto had taken out his own phone, examining the simple blue case disapprovingly.

“This is boring. I want a case that says ‘AKAASHI’! Or maybe ‘KEIJI’? Hmm…”

Akaashi barked out a laugh. “Kou, I’m just a tired manga editor who eats way too much onigri and meat buns. I’m not a star athlete, or a celebrity. Who would want merch of me?!”

Bokuto frowned. “I would!” He sat back in the booth, arms crossed. “I want your merch!” The man’s lip jutted out in a pout. Amused, Akaashi propped his chin on his hand.

“All right, love,” he chuckled, sarcastic. “I’ll get right on that.”

A few weeks later, Akaashi learned that his boyfriend had been dead serious.

He was enjoying lunch, munching on a bao bun in the break room when Udai Tenma strolled into the office and beelined to him. The smirk on his face just spelled trouble. 

Akaashi raised an eyebrow. “Please tell me that look means you’ve completed those chapter pages early.”

Udai grimaced, but recovered quickly. “Forget that! You’ll want to see this.” He held out his phone. Wiping his hands clean and straightening his glasses, Akaashi took the device and looked down at the screen.

It was a photo of Bokuto. At first, Akaashi only noticed his attire—or lack thereof. Bokuto was turned away from the camera slightly, as if someone had snapped the photo as he was walking by, and his team jacket was open… over his bare chest.

Akaashi couldn’t help but soak in the sight. Damn, he really hoped Bokuto would visit again soon. Those abs were just begging for Akaashi to…

Wait a second. What was that? Akaashi squinted, bringing the screen closer. Bokuto was holding up one hand in a peace sign, along with his phone…

And scrawled across the back of the black smartphone: Neon purple letters spelling out KEIJI, and the outline of a heart.

Akaashi’s jaw dropped. 

Bokuto had posted the photo on his Instagram account. The caption simply read: “Post-practice shot, taken by @miya_atsumu ! Stay cool guys!” 

People were freaking out in the comments. Akaashi scrolled through them, finding an equal amount of people drooling over his boyfriend’s muscles and speculating about what, or who “KEIJI” was.

“What the fuck,” Akaashi breathed. Udai was cackling, but it was just background noise as Akaashi hurriedly scrambled for his own phone. He opened Instagram and immediately sent Bokuto a direct message:

akaashi_k  – You’ve got some explaining to do, Bokuto Koutarou.

Bokuto must have been on a break too, because he replied almost instantly:

bokutokoutarou12 – Oh! Did you see my new phone case? 😘♥️😁 Isn’t it neat? I’m supporting my favorite editor!

Akaashi groaned, falling forward, almost landing in his lunch. He could still hear Udai laughing in the distance. Another coworker had arrived too, asking what was going on, if everything was okay. But how could Akaashi even begin to explain how he was feeling, without sounding like a total sap?

“That’s some man you’ve got there, Akaashi-kun,” Udai said, finally coming down from his giggle fit. “Where’d he get that, anyway? It must be custom made.”

Akaashi shrugged, turning to open Bokuto’s account again and ogle the photo. His name was right there, next to a symbol of love, for thousands of his boyfriend’s fans to see. 

“This is the silliest thing that’s ever happened to me,” Akaashi muttered, cheek still pressed to the table. He sighed, resigned to the fact that he was madly, deeply in love with Bokuto Koutarou—and that his boyfriend was the most ridiculous, embarrassing, cutest, most caring, wonderful person on the whole planet.

“I’m doomed.” 

//

Happy Bokuaka Week! This is literally the only thing I’ve had time to write. Special thanks to @45_kk on Twitter for their art that inspired this fic! Please, if you enjoyed, help me out with a comment and/or qrt. I always appreciate feedback and support. Cheers! —Mari 💕

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JB Fic Exchange Recs - AU Oneshots

Well, I’ve gotten through about half of the @jaime-brienne-fic-exchange fics at this point, which is both not nearly enough for my liking and also pretty impressive for me, lol. I wanted to get some recs out ahead of the reveal because the wealth of talent in this fandom should be celebrated and shouted from every rooftop...and here we are down to the wire.  Haha!  Obviously, there are SO many more awesome fics available, so take this as just a lovely sampling.  Thank you dear authors for sharing your talents with us all!

Bug Juice: Jaime and Brienne's Summer at Camp - THIS IS MY GIFT FIC!  READ IT NOW!  Okay, even if this wasn't my gift fic, I would absolutely love this fun romp of a fic.  My prompt was basically summer camp with JB flair and my author took that to such a level of creativity and snark, it was just beyond perfect!  This one is in Myrcella's POV...I didn't even know I needed this, but I really did!  She's watching the season finale of a reality tv show that's set at summer camp.  Everyone is riveted by Jaime and Brienne's will-they-won't-they, enemies-to-lovers subplot, Myrcella included, even though she does have a bit of insider knowledge naturally.  I love the way this is written like reality show segments, with Myrcella's brilliant reactions/commentary/texting of her uncle from her couch.  There are commercial breaks that will crack you up.  A very serious discussion about Capture the Flag is had.  The GoT show digs are fantastic.  Really, this is the fic you need to read if you like smiling for long periods of time and laughing potentially so hard you spew your drink.  Oh, and also if you enjoy a good ole reality show HEA.  Excerpt 1: “When Daenerys took over as Camp Director mid-session, I was worried,” Jaime says to the camera, running his good hand through his hair. “I have a complicated history with her father and she doesn’t trust me. The young Starks don’t exactly either, but Brienne has fought for me. She insisted that I am good at my job—good with the kids. She said that I am a good man.” Jaime’s eye twitches just a touch as he stares straight ahead, his face otherwise a mask of calculated neutrality. Myrcella picks up her phone, about to text her uncle to make fun of how sappy he is when the scene switches to Brienne. Excerpt 2: Brienne takes a long sip, eyeing Jaime skeptically over the rim as she lowers her cup. OMG, when are they going to make out? Just kiss him! Ugh, they better kiss or I’m going to lose my damned mind. “You keep it warm enough in here,” he complains with a sigh, brushing past Brienne, who slowly sets her cup down and turns to him. She wipes her wide palms on her shorts and watches his back as he struggles to shed his hooded sweatshirt. Excerpt 3:

“Nooooo!” Myrcella screams and falls off the couch. She lands on the ground with a thud. She scrambles to untangle herself from her blanket and clamour back up onto the couch to grab her phone. She sends Jaime a shouty text.

Score - Jaime, Brienne, and bar trivia!  Also, face-sitting goodness...what's not to love?!

Excerpt: “And because I was right and you were wrong, I demand you two go on a date.”

“Excuse me,” Brienne squeaked. Was Tyrion trying to humiliate her? How could he suggest something so absurd without a cruel intention?

To Jaime’s credit, he had the decency to look mildly embarrassed. He even blushed. “Stop it, Tyrion,” he said, annoyed.

“I’m serious,” his brother replied. “You two have been flirting all night. Do something about it or this trivia arrangement will not work out in the long run.” Privilege - Jaime coming up with ridiculous lawsuits so he can keep spending time with his lawyer, Brienne (and a couple not-so-ridiculous ones too).  This one is hilarious and clever and also very sweet.  Do yourself a favor and read it!

Excerpt: “Jaime. At this point, I have known you for eighteen months—”

As their drinks appeared, he tapped his mochaccino against her tea. “Cheers!”

“—we have never not been in court! Seven Hells, Jaime, last month you had me sue Stoneheart Press because you didn’t like the representation of Goldenhand the Just in their line of historical fiction novels.”

He took a sip of his coffee. Anyone else would look ridiculous drinking what was essentially a dessert in a three-piece suit. But not Jaime. Jaime just…looked good. “And you won all those cases, Tarth. You’re good. Occasionally graceless while dealing with opposing counsel, but good all the same.

I hope our paths will croissant again - the way to my heart is baked goods...no, really, my hubby's a good and generous baker.  So, any story where Jaime has baking skills is going to appeal to me.  That said, this one is sweet and funny and has some pining and dare I say it was delicious?  Go enjoy it!

Excerpt 1: “She didn’t hire me,” Jaime says. “She’s holding me hostage, actually.”

  She stares at him for a moment, and then realizes he’s joking, and he laughs uproariously at the look on her face. 

“I’m good at my job. Why’d she hire you? ” 

Excerpt 2:

When Jaime comes back to work, he teases her again, though lightly, and she assures herself that whatever she felt in his apartment that evening is something that he can’t possibly reciprocate and nothing is ever going to come of it, so they can just be coworkers and it will be fine. She scrubs the kitchen countertop very aggressively when he comes to help her with a batch of coconut cake and hopes he doesn’t see her blushing. Thankfully, he then spills coconut flakes all over the kitchen floor and she has to get the broom and by the time she comes back her heartbeat has slowed down properly. She tells herself she’s being very, very stupid. The stupidest, really. Absolutely top tier stupidity. 

On Paper - Addam is wingman extraordinaire, guiding is best friend through some unintentional sandwich wrapper flirting.  

Excerpt:

He knew better than to bring a date to Tarth’s. It was a surefire way to ruin a good thing in case of nasty break up.

Bringing his best friend along should have been safer. Less risky.

It would have been if his best friend wasn’t Jaime Lannister, that’s for damn sure.

Meet Me Cute - J & B are bodyguards to Sansa and Margaery and are forced to be around each other following their charges’ meet cute and all that follows.  This is told through multiple POVs and is so fun!

Excerpt:

“Margaery, can you tell Jaime to stop using ‘our’ when referring to me,” Brienne replied, opting not to engage with him directly.

Margaery sighed and turned towards her girlfriend’s bodyguard. “Jaime… why does Brienne hate your guts?”

“Not what I said.”

Jaime shrugged, “Don’t know.”

“Don’t know?” Brienne exclaimed, snapping her head up to glare at him. “You don’t know?”

“I don’t have a clue,” Sansa chimed in. “And Jaime has told me a lot about you.”

“You shush,” Jaime said. Sansa simply laughed.

vellichor - This mesmerizing story of a world-renowned violinist and a used-bookstore owner is told via before & after segments that reveal the development of the characters and of this beautiful relationship.

Excerpt:

So he does not let himself falter as he surveys the audience, sketching out a half-bow before lifting the violin and settling it against his shoulder. His bow is still loose in his right hand, and it trembles when he goes to raise it, the scars protesting a motion he has done a million times.

Those watching will see his hesitation as part of the show, the spectacle—a prolonging of his grand return is what the articles will say tomorrow morning. They will not see the terror that jolts through his body, the fingers of his left hand pressing harder against the strings. They will not see his eyes wandering over to a box on the left side of the hall, the box where a few people he has carefully chosen sit, leaning forward along with the rest.

They will not see how he searches for a tall woman sitting among them, nor will they see the ache that takes hold of his heart when the spotlight blinds him and he is unable to push through the curtain of brilliance to see if she is there.

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Hihi!

I'm rereading your Dead Man's Guide series (again and again and again), which by the way, is super awesome. I love it to bits.

However, I've a question about the lizard brain. I could have sworn I read somewhere that you explained who/what it was, but I can't find that info anywhere. Now I'm wondering if I actually did read it or if it was just some fever dream I made up to try and convince myself I haven't gone completely insane (yet). So I guess, did you explain the lizard brain, and if so, where?

Also, I understand where you are coming from regarding The Author Who Shall Not Be Named. This is something that I went through as well seeing as she wants to deny me the right to use the bathroom; however, something that ultimately helped me was to do my best to separate the creator from the product. This goes for pretty much any kind of media. I've realized that I can enjoy the 'thing' and not enjoy the person/people behind it. I can enjoy all things Cthulhu, but hate Lovecraft for being a super shitty person. Certain actors or directors may be horrible people in real life, but their movies are still pretty cool. So the same goes for Harry Potter. The books are some of my go-to's for comfort reads, and the fandom - particularly the fic writers - is amazing. Does HER behavior and beliefs cast a sad cloud over the creation? Maybe a little, but I like to push the idea, as a coworker once put, that the books sprang forth from the void without any human involvement whatsoever. It has no writer. It just IS.

lol, I'll stop here, so take care and keep on keeping. You're doing great!

Hey! Thanks so much for your comment <3 I'm glad you've still been able to find joy in Harry Potter despite JKRs bullshit.

As for the lizard brain, I think I've probably only talked about it in the comments section, which may be why you've remembered seeing it somewhere but couldn't find it again.

Way back in the beginning of Resurrection, the first introduction to the lizard brain is this:

Something like an itch at the back of his mind. Something that felt like his instincts, the ancestral, lizard-brain he still retained some parts of, if muggle science lessons were to be believed.

I've pretty much always written the lizard brain with the idea that it's all of Harry's simple, instinctive responses to danger and safety, discomfort vs comfort, etc. And the reason it has a voice is simply because with the other voices bouncing around in Harry's head, I imagine that Harry's listening extra closely, and so it's less that the lizard brain exists as another personality (unlike the deja vu brain and the horcrux brain) but more that Harry is just giving a name to the gut-reactions he feels. That's also why the lizard brain is a lot quieter than the other brains.

Also I find it absolutely hilarious how many people picture the inside of Harry's head to be Older Harry, Horcrux Voldemort, and then a giant ass Lizard just vibing. Incredible. Iconic. Exactly what I've always wanted my writing to inspire.

Thanks for reading <3

[joyfulbeegaming]

How does everybody feel about kids? Both having/adopting and just being around them in general?

Ooooh 👀 you might sense a bias coming up, because I love kids personally! I was a Girl Scout day camp aide for years, and I've always loved spending time with my younger cousins.

Jefferson: Loves being around kids!!  He always reminisces about how cute Tommie was when they were a kid.  Most kids like him, but some think he’s a little too formal -- that is, of course, until he does something weird and funny to win them over XD and I think he'd be overjoyed at the thought of raising kids with MC! He will make baby clothes.

Merrill: I've mentioned this before but Merrill loves children! He thinks they're much easier to deal with than adults, and they have the funniest reactions to things. But he still is very anxious interacting with them, especially babies because what if he drops them 😱 and I think if him and MC discussed it, he'd absolutely be willing to raise kids with them! And he would make 100% sure that their kid never had any doubts about their parents' love for them.

Clara: She also loves kids and thinks they're hilarious. She'd definitely be an enabler and let them get in more trouble than they should, but the kids would love her regardless. Ask her to babysit at your peril. The thought of raising kids with MC would probably throw her for a loop at first, only because she's never really thought about it before, but I think she'd be a great, enthusiastic mom!

Modesty: She has nothing against children and has fond memories as Charity and Mercy as children, but sometimes the parents drive her mad. She herself has an almost magical way of getting kids to sit back and listen to her, her coworkers always turn to her if kids start to get rambunctious. As for raising kids with MC... she'd be excited by the prospect and would be a good mom -- but no virtue names. She's not doing that to her own kids.

Newt: He likes kids. Kids are fine. Kids are actually some of his most frequent visitors. But they are a handful. His stress load can't take that on top of working. He would love the idea of raising kids with MC, but... not right now. He's got too much going on with work, and he thinks he's honestly too young for kids? But at some point later in life? Absolutely. ...then again, he's not sure he'll ever be prepared for the screaming his aunt will inevitably do when she finds out.

Max: They like kids! Thinks they're funky little dudes! There's always a bunch of schoolkids who hang around the airship terminal and wave at the mechanics working, and Max likes to play charades with them! They could definitely warm up to the idea of raising kids with MC! That kid would be wearing an aviator's hat from day one.

~

Thank you so much for the ask, and sorry to keep you waiting! I had a lot of thoughts XD

[searchin-for-an-urchin]

Like it Came Out of Nowhere Aaron Burr x Reader Chapter 12

Tags: @fangirlandnerd @ milena-millennium @fangirl570 @studysafeplace @bees-are-more-important @i-know-i-can

Chapter 1 Chapter 2  Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6  Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9  Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12

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Author’s note: Possibly the fluffiest chapter I’ve written of this series, but still good!

3.9k words

TW/CW: Implications of sex, but nothing more, cringey parents

        Having a kid was never a part of your game plan. It wasn’t that you disliked them, it was that you grew up in a loud household with a lot of siblings and that when they grew up and started having kids, that it was a lot louder. Charlotte, however, was the best part of your life. You believed that with your whole being. But, that doesn’t change the fact that she was not originally a part of your plan. 

        Neither was having a kid with a guy you didn’t remember, but nonetheless. When you met Nathaniel in the Starbucks for coffee, it was… cordial, weird, even. Seeing this guy that you had slept with and made a baby with, still trying to wrap the fact that he had a kid around his head was not something you ever planned or dreamed of. He was kind, polite, genuinely interested in Charlotte but you both agreed that the two of you needed to acquaint yourselves with one another before he met your daughter. It turned out to be a nice time, though. He was still funny and charming (you still don’t remember everything about that night, but you remember more pieces the more time you spend with Nathaniel). He talks to you about his restaurant, you talk about the cafe and share kitchen horror stories. In fact, time passes by so quickly that you only snapped out of the conversation when John called and asked why you weren’t back from your hour long break yet. You had been gone for 3 hours. 

      With a grimace, and a fast apology to your brother, suddenly you’re gathering up your things and setting up a time to see Nathaniel next, which will be when the two of you decide what the next steps are regarding Charlotte. Although you feel bad keeping Charlotte away from her dad in this instance, you knew it was the right choice for the time being.

        Aaron is absolutely blown away when you answer the door the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. You had explained that Lauren asked for more responsibility this holiday season so you scheduled her to be the head chef, reminding her to call you if she needed help. She shooed you out of the kitchen earlier that day than normal so you were able to head home and get a headstart on cleaning and getting ready for Aaron’s holiday party. When you answered the door Tuesday evening, your hair was pulled up and you were wearing a maroon dress with embroidered white flowers that was flowy, but still professional enough for a work event. Aaron always thought you looked beautiful, and would tell you that constantly. His reaction to you was not just about how you look, but the way he felt when he saw you. He was happy. 

        He also knocked the breath out of you when you saw him. Aaron was dressed smartly in a navy blue suit, a coral dress shirt, and a navy bowtie. It took a moment for either of you to say anything, but smiles were present on your faces the entire time.

        “You look beautiful, as always, Y/N,” he finally tells you.

        “You look very handsome yourself, Aaron,” the reply follows easily. He holds out his arm for you and you accept, locking and closing the door behind you. Since it was a half day at school already for Charlotte, you asked Peggy if she would be up for a sleepover with your daughter. Peggy was thrilled at the idea and mentioned that the Hamilton kids would also be there, so they would have a full on girls’ night (plus Phillip) since Alexander and Eliza were going to be at the party as well. This way you had time to clean up the apartment and get ready for your date in peace.

        The party was held at the Washingtons’ estate on Long Island, where they had enough room to have an “estate”. There were streamers and decorations in various autumnal hues of oranges and reds, and you thought to yourself that you couldn’t wait to see what the winter holiday party was like. You then blushed at the fact that you were already under the assumption that you would be going to that party, too. Aaron introduced you to his coworkers, and you happily chatted away with everyone you interacted with. The story of how you two met was found as hilarious by the people you shared it with. Save for one moment that he excused himself for the men’s room, Aaron never left your side, and did his best to include you in conversations. You couldn’t help but be grateful for a reprieve in your day to day life. Eventually you were spotted by Eliza and Alexander, and they made their way over to talk to both of you. You haven’t really interacted with Alexander too much since the day he explained his “professional dislike” of Aaron, but that’s also in part that he’s more John’s friend than your own. Still, you were glad to see both Hamilton’s - especially because the conversation was not stilted by unfamiliarity. 

        “Y/N!” Eliza exclaimed when she saw you, holding her arms out for a hug that you obliged. “It’s so good to see you! That dress is amazing,” she adds when pulling back. 

        “Oh thank you! I’ve missed y’all so much,” you reply happily. In the corner of your eye you see Alexander and Aaron shaking hands, and you’re surprised to see genuine smiles on their faces. You switch positions and give Alexander a hug while Aaron greets Eliza. 

        “Well, Y/N, I understand that you’re charming everyone at this party with the story of how you two met.” Alexander states with a smirk, forcing you to roll your eyes at the statement. Before you could retort, however, George Washington stepped into the conversation with a woman you presumed was his wife, commanding the attention of the four of you.

        “Aah, Y/N,” he said, greeting you first, holding out his hand. You shake it, and greet him. “Allow me to introduce my wife, Martha,” he said next, motioning to the lovely woman at his side. 

        “I’m Y/N Laurens, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Thank you so much for having us,” 

        “Oh it’s our pleasure Y/N, I’m just glad to finally meet you. We’ve heard so much about you from our other guests and George here told us about your restaurant, and I’m excited to try it!”

        “Oh, we’ll be happy to have you!” She gives you a bright smile and then greets Aaron, Alexander, and Eliza, as she knows them already. Aaron’s actively listening to the conversation in front of him when you notice that his arm wraps around your waist and his hand settles on your hip. You turn and grab his attention, giving him a warm smile to show that you’re genuinely having a good time.

        After a few more minutes, everyone is ushered towards the dining room for the carving of the turkey. You and Aaron sit across from Alexander and Eliza, and the latter two smile at each other when they see you and your date lost in conversation. Alexander will tell you later that it was really nice to see you happy in a non-work setting. He’ll also tell you that you made Aaron 27% more bearable that night, to which you’ll respond with a playful punch on the arm. 

        The drive back to your apartment was nice and filled with chatter and a sense of calmness that you’ve come to expect with Aaron, which you absolutely love. When you arrived and walked up the flights of stairs, it seemed like the night was about to end.

        “Thank you for inviting me tonight, I had a good time,” changing the conversation.

        “Thank you for coming with me. My coworkers really seemed to like you. I just hope I have the same effect on your family that you had on them,” he replies with a chuckle, as you arrive at your door.

        “Don’t worry,” you inform him while you start to unlock the door, back towards him. “They’re going to love you just as much as I do.” 

        A silence falls over the atmosphere when you realize that you said you loved him, you try to turn around to face him and justify that it was an expression, or any other excuse, but before you could, you feel Aaron’s lips pressed gently on yours, his arms wrapping around your waist to pull you close. He pulls back slightly, still holding onto you, after a chaste kiss and states, surely, without a single doubt in his voice,

        “I love you, too, Y/N.” 

        You feel a weight lifted off of you as you smile as widely as possible in response to this confession, and you note that Aaron’s already wearing the same smile himself. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him back down to your height for a deeper kiss and then another one. Creating minimal space between you again, you whisper,

        “No one’s supposed to arrive before ten tomorrow, my daughter included.” Aaron’s smile turns into a smirk as he understands what you’re implying. He lets you continue though, to make sure you’re sure of your decision. “Would you like to stay the night?”

        “Absolutely.” 

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        The next morning you wake up with Aaron’s body cuddled up next to you, with him murmuring into your hair. A sleepy smile on your face, you turn around and curl into your boyfriend. He pulls you in as close as possible and you sneak a peek at the clock behind him, which reads 6:32, meaning you don’t have to get up and start getting ready for the day for another half hour. Neither of you are wearing clothes, but with the combination of the bedding and the warmth of Aaron, you’re not cold at all. 

        “Good morning,” you greet him, tilting your head so your foreheads are touching.

        “Hmm, good morning is right.” Aaron kisses you on the nose, and sighs contentedly. “I love having you in my arms, did you know that?” He asks playfully.

        “Why, I did not, but I’m glad the feeling’s mutual,” you reply sleepily. Making eye contact, you can see your reflection in his eyes. “I really love you, Aaron.”

        “I really love you too, Y/N. I’m really glad Charlotte punched Theodosia that day,” he laughs. 

        “Yeah, I guess our girls are good matchmakers.” 

        Eventually, the two of you did need to get up, but you both took your time getting out of bed. You invited Aaron into the shower with you and he obliged. Before stepping into the shower, though, you caught sight of yourself in the mirror, and gasped. Along both of your collar bones were small bruises in various shades of blue and purple.

        “There is not enough makeup in the world to cover all of these up! What did you do to me?!” You exclaim, catching your boyfriend’s eyes in the reflection in front of you. A light shade of pink dusted his cheeks and he answered sheepishly, 

        “I just got carried away.” Before you could fake complain anymore, Aaron turns you away from the mirror and starts to pull you back to your original destination, creating a few more marks in places that you normally cover with clothes anyway. You’ll just make sure to dress more conservatively. By 7:30am, you were both bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, drinking coffee at the kitchen island when you heard a knock at the door. Looking at each other, you get up and move towards the door, opening it slowly. In front of you were your parents. 

        “Mom, Dad?! Y’all are here early!” You say in an exasperated and surprised voice. You hold your arms out for your parents instinctively, giving them each a hug and a peck on the cheek. In the midst of the commotion and the general questions (“Are you eating?” “Yes, Dad, I’m eating”), Aaron slowly makes his way to the door, straightening his wrinkled clothes as best as he could, as they were left carelessly on the floor last night. When he came into view, you noticed and then took a deep breath. Placing a hand on the back of Aaron’s shoulder, you look back at your parents and start the introduction.

        “Mom, Dad, this Aaron Burr, my boyfriend. Aaron, this is my mom, M/N, and my dad, D/N.” Aaron puts on his charming smile, holding his hand out to shake your parents’ hands.

        “It is so nice to finally meet the two of you,” he greets them. “Y/N speaks very highly of both of you, as do Peggy and John,” he adds, clearly being persuasive and likeable.

        “Likewise, Aaron,” your father says. “We were absolutely thrilled to hear Y/N was dating and from everything she’s told us about you, you seem like a good fit together.”

        “Although,” your mom interrupts, “We’ll hold the final judgment until we leave,” she says with a fake serious voice. Your parents laugh genuinely while you and Aaron do so awkwardly. “Anywho, dear, we’re sorry for showing up early but we knew you’d be done with cleaning and everything yesterday and we just couldn’t wait to see you.”

        “Aww, Mom,” you say, holding your arms out for another hug which she accepts. 

        You invite your parents into the living room where all four of you sit down and talk for a bit, mostly about what you’ve been up to, what Aaron does for a living, and initially your parents sizing up your boyfriend. It’s sweet, really. Aaron’s genuinely making a good impression and he seems to like your parents too. After offering your parents breakfast and being declined, 10:00am rolls around and Aaron is excusing himself so he can go grab Theodosia. Peggy is at the door when he walks out, and he says a quick hello to your best friend and daughter (who is extremely excited to see him) and leaves to get his daughter. Charlotte ran in to greet her grandparents as Peggy turned to you with a knowing look.

        “Why would Aaron have come over here without Theodosia?” she asked in a whisper. When you didn’t reply she reached a hand out to you and tugged at the neck of your sweater, revealing a particularly deep hickey on your left collarbone. She smiles widely at you as you slap his hand away.

        “Yes, he spent the night, will you stop? Charlotte and I haven’t talked about it yet,” you respond with a hushed voice. Her smile continues and you roll your eyes but can’t help to return the smile.

        “He really makes you happy, doesn’t he?”

        “He really does, Peggy, even in my wildest dreams, I never imagined finding someone I loved like this.”

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        Theodosia and Aaron both charmed your parents. By the end, Theo was calling them Mamaw and Papaw like Charlotte does and they were calling Aaron “son”. Although slightly off-putting at first, it was really endearing how much they took a liking to Aaron and Theo. John even found it in him to have a decent conversation with Aaron during the three days, deeming him a solid fit for you, which was a sentiment echoed throughout your parents.  In fact, Aaron and Theodosia were invited to family Christmas with all of your siblings and their families in South Carolina. Theodosia excitedly said yes before anything else came out of Aaron’s mouth (“I’ve never been out of the state before!”) was her logic, and she and Charlotte went off on a tangent about how beautiful the family’s house was.

        Aaron pulled you aside after your parents had left for their hotel on Thanksgiving night and the girls were playing in Charlotte’s room. He pressed you against the counter in the kitchen, just out of sight of your daughter’s bedroom and started to kiss you, which you met with eagerness, wrapping your arms around his torso as his hands weaved their way into your hair. You become breathless, but don’t want to back away, but your lack of oxygen wins and you turn your head slightly to the left as Aaron continues, placing a few more kisses on your burning cheeks and along your jawline. He pulls back enough to connect his forehead with yours, with his amazing smile shining at you. 

        “You really wowed my parents,” you say after a moment, not moving.

        “I hope so. I’m extremely wowed by their daughter, so it’s only fitting that I try my hardest to be impressive,” he replies, placing another kiss on your cheek. “I know I just kissed you a dozen times, but I think I need another dozen before I move again.” A laugh escapes your lips at this confession and you were about to comply when you heard a loud cough from behind Aaron. He turns his head to look over his shoulder as you lean over to gaze around him and standing in the kitchen are two young girls. A blush instantly covers both your face and Aaron’s, but neither of you move from your position.

        “Dad,” Theodosia starts. “I know what I want for Christmas now.” Before Aaron has a chance to ask what it is, she continues with a smirk on her face. “I want Miss Y/N and Charlotte to move in with us.” Your eyes widen and Charlotte chimes in,

        “Oh that’s what I want too! Forget the Switch, I wanna move in with Theo and Mister Aaron!”

        “Uhm,” you try to find words to say anything.

        “That’s something Miss Y/N and I would need to discuss by ourselves.” Aaron tries to reason with the girls, but they seem a bit disheartened, ready to argue their case more. 

        “We do appreciate the support, though,” you add. “We’re very glad that the two of you are happy with us being together romantically.” The girls both nod, and notice that neither you nor Aaron are moving away from each other, and silently decide to skip back off to the bedroom. A few more moments pass before you let a giggle escape your mouth. Aaron starts to chuckle shortly after, placing his forehead on your shoulder. 

        “I can’t - I can’t believe that they decided to spring that on us now,” you say in between your laughter and needing to take deep breaths. 

        “Man, they are too smart for their own good,” he adds, lifting his head up again to make eye contact. “In all honesty, though. I would not be opposed to the two of you moving in, in fact I think it would be great.” Your face flushes red completely, and Aaron mistakes your silence for disagreement, starting to back away slowly. “If you don’t want to, I completely understand-” He reasons with you, nervously. You reach out and place your hand on his forearm, trying to ground him with a soft smile. 

        “The lease on this apartment is over at the end of January. I can send in my intention to not renew it next week.” A wide grin overcomes your boyfriend’s face. “I think it would be amazing as well.”

        “I love you, Y/N.”

        “I love you, too.”

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        On Black Friday, you’re back at work. Aaron volunteered to take the girls for the day so they’re off on their own adventure, along with your parents of course. Their flight doesn’t leave until 10 that evening, so they’re going to use as much time as they can with family. Lauren absolutely rocked the Thanksgiving rush, and it gave you another reason to start trusting your staff more. Today, you let Lauren take the lead and you act as oversight, confident that it’s going well. Typically Black Friday is not as popular of a Friday for your cafe as normal, but you make sure your staff is prepared to be as quick as possible. The barista on staff is the best one, and your host and wait staff are on fire. It’s a good day. Eventually you hear your daughter and Aaron’s daughter chatting away cheerfully in the dining room. When you walk out of the kitchen to see them standing there, with Aaron in tow, your heart starts to melt. 

        A cry of “Mama!”, “Miss Y/N!” and “Y/N”, ring in your ears as your face breaks out into a smile. When you reach the three of them, you’re engulfed in a group hug, but you’re able to greet Aaron with a kiss. 

        “Are y’all having a good day so far?”

        “So far?” Charlotte asks, “Mama, it’s 6:45, the day is almost over for us.” Your eyes widen as you start frantically looking around for a clock to verify the time.

        “It can’t be that late,” you respond, still looking around. Understanding what you’re searching for, Aaron chuckles, gaining your attention. He holds out his right wrist, which has a watch attached to it. Sure enough, it was a quarter ‘til seven. 

        “But that means I’ve been here ALL day. I’ve spent 13 hours here…” 

        “You haven’t done that in a while,” you hear John coming up behind you. He places a hand on your shoulder. “Lauren’s about to head home, but Evan’s got the kitchen handled until closing. Why don’t we all sit down and have dinner?” Your parents agree without leaving room for disagreement. 

        For the longest time, Peggy was the one addition to the family that you were used to. The one that your parents loved like a daughter, and the one you loved like a sister. It thrilled everyone when she and John started dating, and it wasn’t something that no one saw developing- it was pretty obvious the relationship would appear sooner or later. In fact, you had total confidence that the two of them would eventually get married… even if John was taking his time in proposing.

        “Now John,” your father says in the tone that implies exactly where the conversation is going.

        “Here we go,” you whisper under your breath. When Theodosia and Aaron look at you quizzically, and your father does the same, Charlotte explains the outburst.

        “Every get together Grandpa asks Uncle John when he and Aunt Peggy are going to get married. Every time, they reply that they don’t know yet.”

        “They aren’t married yet?” Theo replies incredulously.

        “Nope. But their relationship is older than we are!”

        “Wow, that’s old.” Theodosia unironically comments. Charlotte then replies with the comment that you were hoping would be avoided in this dinner, but alas, it never is. 

        “Yeah, that’s why Grandpa asks every time. In a minute Grandma will say that Mama will get married before them at this point.” You let out a laugh at this, hoping that it passes off as non-chalant rather than anxious to get the conversation over with. In previous situations like this you didn’t have a boyfriend so the comment wasn’t awkward, but hearing your child say it like it’s a normal phrase to say in front of her mother’s boyfriend caused a slightly strange feeling.

        “Would ya look at that,” you interject, looking at your parents with a smile on your face. “Y’all have the routine down.” Charlotte makes eye contact with you, and has a grin on her beautiful face. She’s so proud of herself. While your parents busy themselves with the conversation they had planned to have with Peggy and John anyway, Aaron reaches his arm around your shoulder and rests it there. It’s hard to resist leaning into him, so you don’t. Even though family dinners are predictable, you really never saw this relationship coming. It came out of nowhere… but goodness gracious, you love it anyway.

[strugglingartistno16]

If You Let Me

A/N: Hello love, I’m so so glad to hear that you enjoy my writings so much, it truly makes me happy! I hope that you like this one as much as you like the others. xx

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: I’m sorry if theres not as much fluff, more like a ten to one ratio of angst and fluff? 

Warnings: Usual angst stuff, Swearing

Wordcount: 1508

Masterlist

You would lie if you’d say that today was an easy day for you. It started when your alarm didn’t go off in the morning, meaning that you would be late to work. When you arrived there, it was as if you stepped into a hell house, maybe the finest you had been in for a while. Your employer was constantly criticizing your every move, shouting at you at every opportunity that they had and therefore embarrassing you in front of your coworkers. Sometimes they would mumble things, that you’d rather not repeat, and it made your blood boil. The cherry on top was when your bus decided not to show up, forcing you to wait almost another hour under the pouring rain for the next one.

It was a picture-perfect day where absolutely everything went wrong. To say that you were tired to the bone when you finally arrived home was an understatement. While entering your apartment, you carelessly threw your bag onto the ground, rubbing the backside of your neck that was tense from all the stress you had encountered today.

As you kicked off your shoes and began to take off your coat, you suddenly heard a quiet sniffle coming from the living room. You froze immediately, as you were living alone and didn’t expect any visitors. Silently, you made your way to the room where the mysterious sounds came from, careful not to make any noise.

Your shoulders relaxed almost instantly once you saw the familiar mop of brown hair at the couch. However, you furrowed your eyebrows at the sight of his shaking shoulders and quiet cries.

“Yoongi?” You softly asked, making your boyfriend jump in surprise and your heart skip a beat at his sudden reaction.

“God, Y/N!” He exclaimed as he stood up, still not facing you while his hands furiously brushed over his face numerous times. He finally rubbed his eyes one last time and ruffled through his hair but would still not face you, so you made your way over to him, standing right in front of Yoongi.

He tried to cover his face with his hands, making you sigh in frustration. Carefully, you placed your hands onto his wrists and softly removed them, revealing his blood shot and puffy eyes to you.

“Are you –“ You didn’t even manage to finish your sentence, when Yoongi jerked his hands from yours and began to walk out of the living room.

“I’m not crying!” He exclaimed as you followed him into the kitchen, even though you knew that he purposely trying to get as much distance between the two of you as possible.

“Yoongi, it’s alright.” You told him as you entered the room. “Everybody cries from time to time, it’s totally human. If you could tell me what happened, maybe I could help you?” You suggested and took a seat at the kitchen table, respecting his desire for distance as he stood in front of the window, staring outside.

However, he quickly turned to you, a look of disbelief on his face as he yelled at you “I am not crying, it was just a hard day! For fucks sake, Y/N, maybe you should sort out your own life first before trying to ruin mine as well!” By the time he had finished his sentence, it was now your turn to cry, as tears began to form at the brim of your eyes, but you would not tear your gaze from your boyfriend. Slowly standing up, you made your way over to him.

“You know what?” You cried out, equally as loud as him, making Yoongi flinch in surprise. “You’re not the only one who has ruff days! I, for a fact, had a pretty fucking shitty day, too. But does that mean that I can come home and shout at you, distance myself from you and say hurtful things towards you because somebody doesn’t want to admit that they – god forbid –“ You threw your hands in the air and stared at the ceiling to dramatically underline your words “Were crying and the person that loves them the most in this goddamn world simply wanted to help?”

You stared him right in the eyes, breathing heavily as you let a few tears fall to the ground. Yoongis’ eyes didn’t leave yours, but you could neither see remorse, nor any sign that he might be sorry for what the said to you and how much he had hurt you.

“Go to hell.” You spat at him, turning on your heels to leave the room. “You can come crawling back to me when you understood how shitty you were treating me.” You didn’t know where these harsh words had suddenly come from, since you were the one who usually tried to avoid any conflict or at least tried to find the right words so you would not hurt him. Maybe it was the awful day that you had been through, that caused the sudden change in attitude or maybe it was simply because Yoongi had been starting to build those walls around him once again, not letting you in no matter how hard you tried.

You were not able to get far, as Yoongi grabbed your wrist and pulled you back into his chest. There was no escaping from his grip, as he hugged you tightly, not giving you a chance to slip away. You didn’t stop trying to withstand his graps until you felt a hot tear fall onto your cheek, noticing how it was not yours.

Looking up in surprise, Yoongi stared back at you, eyes redder than before and filled with tears that were streaming down his slightly flushed cheeks. “Please don’t leave.” He begged, pressing you even tighter to him.

You took a deep breath but finally returned his hug. You could sense how uneasy he felt about crying in front of you by the way his shoulders were still tense and how he would not let any sobs escape from his lips, solely letting silent tears leave his eyes.

“It’s okay.” You whispered, pressing your head against his chest while softly rubbing his back as the tears kept streaming down. “Baby, it’s alright. You’re safe with me, I would never leave you.”

This gave him the rest, as he slumped into your touch and began to sob uncontrollably. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He cried into your hair, shoulders shaking violently.

Carefully, you led him back into the living room, sitting down onto the couch with him, never letting go of your boyfriend. When he calmed down a bit, he slowly pulled away from you, eyeing you cautiously. “I didn’t mean to say any of these awful things to you, please believe me.” His voice was nothing but a mere whisper, shaking almost as much as his hands.

Intertwining one of them them with yours, you bit the inside of your cheek, before letting out a long sigh. “I know.” You finally said, slightly squeezing his hand. “And I’m sorry that I lashed out on you like that. It’s just that I wish that you would tell me more about how you’re feeling. Since you’ve been away and spending more time at the studio, it feels like you’ve also been distancing yourself from me – at least emotionally. I always hear about how great your day was or what kind of hilarious things the boys did, but I never get to listen to you being angry or sad about something anymore. It’s like you’re hiding this incredibly important part of yourself, pretending as if it doesn’t exist even though I would like to see it. I want to be there for you, Yoongi. I want to witness every single piece of you, not only the pleasant but also the sorrowful ones.”

He nodded at your words, a tired sigh escaping from his lips. “I know, and I am sorry. I wish it was as easy for me to share these feelings with you as it is for you, but I simply can’t. It’s just so hard.” He whispered.

“I can help you, Yoongi. I can help you, if you let me.” You told him while cupping his cheek with your free hand, wiping the remaining tears off his soft cheeks with your thumb. “I’m sorry that you feel this way but bottling up your emotions will destroy you one day. And I don’t want this to happen, I want to be there for you. I love you, Yoongi. I will forever and I promise to be by your side whenever you need me.”

He closed his eyes and let your words sink in while leaning into your touch, pressing his lips together. “How did I deserve you?” He asked, as his eyes fluttered open, voice beginning to shake once more.

You quickly pulled him into another tight hug, kissing this side of his head as you stared at the ceiling, breathing in his scent.

“You deserve to be loved, Yoongi. More than anyone in this world.”

[seven-oomen]

Hi, Ben!  Hope you had a good day, and are finally getting some rest!  So, did you know there are sites that let you design your own ugly Christmas sweaters?  May I present the one that Peter’s husbands get him for a party?  Except then the jokes on them because he won’t stop wearing it EVERYWHERE (at least I hope the image shows?  It saved in a different format on the site I used for this.)  Also, if you were ever to actually make a shirt of it, I would suggest an image from the reaction GIF you used for the alignment/meta anon.  Because, my god, that smirk.  XD  (Also, they are totally right.  And it is hilarious to me that the two officers of the law are firmly [and accurately] on the neutral side of that axis.  XD )

And I’m still screaming over that latest preview.  He just wants cuddles and ear scritches, Noah!  The saliva will dry, he’s just showing his appreciation for your support.  XD  And oh, yeah I knew he would eventually get better, it was more me trying to decide how quickly I was hoping for it to happen.  My “I want it asap because I hate seeing them in pain” side was warring with my “but nightmare creature cuddles would be adorbs, tho?” side (and they are).  :D  Also, terrible thought brought on by working at my job too long: since I don’t think that form has a tail like a wolf (I don’t really remember noticing one, at least?), do you think that since he can’t wag, he starts doing the wiggle-butt thing like boxers and pits tend to do?  (sorry, the thought occurred to me and I couldn’t make it stop.  XD )

Also, how dare you put the image of Noah and Chris cuddling in the window seat watching the snow fall while the listen to Peter singing ‘Hallelujah’ as he finishes the dishes, in my head?  Or them sitting at the table having coffee and joining him for the choruses?  Or Chris singing along with Tony Bennett or Harry Connick Jr on the local Christmas station?  Or Noah singing along with Chris Cornell’s version of Ave Maria (or doing a damn good impression at least [song is available on Spotify, btw, if you’ve not heard it])?  My body was not meant to hold this level of feral screaming, dude.  XD

For the undecided alignment (that don’t involve spoilers), I would vote LN for Danny and CG for John.  No specific reasons, that’s just what feels right at the moment.  And I’m curious if Noah and the kids have been in the vault at all, because Malia would be able to access it.

And, yes, I am all for mutual body positivity support among the boys.  I remember watching some BTS thing a few years back, and Linden said something about how everyone was “running around without their shirts on, and I just feel kinda old and jiggly”, and my very first thought was “Oh, please.  You may not be I’ve-had-nothing-but-chicken-for-a-week-and-haven’t-had-liquids-in-three-days ripped like the other guys, but in no way will you ever convince me you are actually out of shape in the slightest."  Also, I’m just picturing a scene where Noah accidentally(/on purpose…?) looms over Chris, who just has this moment of "oh, yeah, that’s right, you’re tall now” immediately followed by “well, I am learning a number of new things about myself right now"  XD  On a related note, how do you think he feels about dip kisses after realizing this?  Although, I do hope Noah does not sweep Chris off his feet in quite the same way Chris keeps doing to him.  XD

On an unrelated note, that post about Artoo and Luke about killed me dead.  XD  Artoo’s propensity for shenanigans and Luke’s pervading issues with impulse control is just a complete recipe for hilarious disaster and total ride-or-die besties.  It also reminded me of the post about how Rogue One leads into New Hope and Leia straight up lying right to her dad’s face.  Which, while hysterical, also makes me think about how many posts I see about how Leia is very much her father’s daughter, but almost never see any that point out how much Luke is his mother’s son.  I just have a LOT OF FEELINGS about this, okay?  But I will contain that rant.  XD  (Star Wars has been an on-again-off-again love for me since I was 9.  It’s pretty much a guaranteed way to get an emotional response out of me.  XD )

And I’m glad Mo doesn’t bother the tree or anything, though the box thing is pretty funny.  But he does seem to have that very cat-like tendency to want to completely block you from accessing the keyboard or pin you in place because he’s laying on you and you don’t want to disturb him, so I think he’s catting just fine.  XD  I mean, I have some friends who one of their cats is immune to scruffing (the downside of this is that he’s also almost completely feral still [he was a stray that stayed], and at one point he got a UTI and needed antibiotics.  I’m pretty sure my friend had to get like a falconing glove or something to get his pills in him.  XD )

That America being huge vs Europe being old thing also made me laugh because there was the section about the "long bus ride” that was like two hours, and all I could think about was how often we drove four hours both ways to visit my grandparents, and how in high school we took a trip to Canada, and I don’t remember the exact length of the bus ride up, but I know it was between twenty-three and twenty-eight hours.

And I hope you’re enjoying the Spiderman game, or will when you get to it!  As best I recall, everyone I know who has played it has had nothing but good things to say about it.  And wow, I’m rambling again.  Oh well.  Anyway, hope you’re doing well, and sending lots of good energy for finishing the chapter to your satisfaction (I know the readers certainly don’t mind the longer chapters.  :D )  Take care!  *Hugs!*

Oh my god I am absolutely in love with that sweater. Why is this not a thing XD 

And yeah, they definitely gift Peter a sweater like that, lbr. No other way about it. It definitely backfires when Peter wears it every single year and to everywhere. Including PT meetings and the parent/school board meetings? I forgot the American word for it, in Dutch we call it ouderraad. I know we talked about them before where Peter starts a war with the ‘Karen’ and completely wrecks her. And how all the other moms fall in love with the three DILFS.

But yeah, wears it everywhere and every year XD. 

Noah’s deputies, including Jordan, have definitely snapped pictures and post them on every computer desktop in the station. Including pictures of Noah’s reaction faces of that sweater.

Because you cannot convince me, that a bunch of cops, would not be dicks about this.

Chris is infinitely grateful that he does not have coworkers like that.

And god that is rather good smirk to go with that line XD. And yeah I guess it is funny. But it’s also true and that’s wow... XD 

I did a character alignment test for Peter and came out on CN so that is what I’m going to stick with in any itteration for him. 

As for the wiggle butt thing, he does not have a tail and I already had a very lengthy inner discussion with myself before getting this ask and I can tell you, he does wiggle butt like a boxer in this form. Imagine a fucking beast like that just wiggle butting with happiness. The image is so bizarre that I had to include it in the full moon chapter.

Chris is definitely learning a number of things about himself when he figures out Noah can now loom over him and press him against walls. Also Chris has a thing for being bound or pressed against objects and when Noah figures that one out, well, let’s say Peter certainly doesn’t mind watching those moments.

There’s also a revelation when Chris says; I can easily get out of these handcuffs and Noah translates it too; Good, that means that as long as you don’t try to, you’re consenting to whatever I’m doing to you. Deal? To which Chris, enthusiastically agrees. It’s a very fun game. Peter disagrees because they tend to lock him out during the games with some ash, although he is invited back in after they’re done and then the attention of two Omegas is fully on him. So I suppose he doesn’t mind too much.

Something that is both funny and sweet though is that through Ben, Noah discovers how much he misses having little kids running around. And he has a few moments of; oh god I want another kid realizations in this chapter.

Of course, considering their situation this isn’t the time and Noah more than realizes that. But it gets conversations about the future going for all three of them.

Oh and to answer your question, Malia has not been to the vault, but she and her siblings will get to see it. If that’s with dad or with Derek I haven’t decided yet. But they will end up at the vault in this story. Gotta get Peter’s necklace back.

So far I’ve had a bit of a rough day but by answering this and focusing on headcanons, and that freaking sweater!!!!, I feel a bit better. So thank you my friend, this helped me a lot <3. 

And I agree, Leia is just like her father but Luke is all Padme and people don’t talk about that enough. <3

Lots of Love from me and Mo!