#taking care of one another

[autobot2001]

I'll Take Care of You

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: E Warning: None pairing: Drift X Jamie (OC) Description: Drift taking care of Jamie who has a cold.

@theocxcanonweek day 4; caring for one another

With Crosshairs, Lightning, and the terror twins on a mission, Drift and Jamie are staying at their friends Cade and Vivian’s house in Texas. They dislike going unless invited. Drift didn’t expect Vivian to propose staying at the house while the others went on the mission.

After three great days, Jamie woke up unwell this morning. Drift watches her try to get warm under the blankets. He already knows Jamie has a terrible cold yet again. “Twice this winter,” he jokes. “Shut up.” “I’m going to get the thermometer.” Jamie knows Drift worries she might have the flu. They came from the N.E.S.T. base in DC. Whether Jamie has a cold or the flu, the two know she got it from a soldier. Unless there’s an Autobot who’s waking up feeling sick today and might not pleased Ratchet programmed the holoforms to allow Autobots to get sick.

“As I thought, a terrible cold again with a 102° fever. I want you to eat before I give you medicine. I’ll go make toast.”

Drift knew the silver human-sized Cybertronian, Cogman would insist on making the soup Drift does when Jamie is sick. “I don’t care if I’m overreacting, but making the soup takes a while and I don’t think we should leave Jamie alone for long, even if she is sick,” Cogman argues. Drift understands how worried Cogman is about Jamie, everyone is. Drift knows he’d be worrying about leaving Jamie alone if he was making the soup. Drift makes tea and breakfast.

Drift does his best to make Jamie comfortable while sitting up to eat breakfast. He kept it simple. Making one bowl of scrambled eggs and three pieces of toast. Knowing getting Jamie to eat one piece and some eggs will be difficult. With the focus on getting Jamie to eat, Drift feeds Jamie eggs. Relieved she’s not pushing his hand away until he gets a few forkfuls of egg in her mouth. “Ok, that should be enough.” Drift gets the cold medicine and gives it to Jamie before finishing the eggs and three pieces of toast. Jamie gets comfortable to go back to sleep, which results in Drift looking at her back. Drift would rather Jamie wasn’t sleeping on her right side in case she needed to throw up. Uncertain if she’d realize there’s a trash bin by the bed. He finishes his breakfast and moves the bin before taking care of the dishes. Jamie didn’t have any tea, so it’s a second cup for him.

Drift returns to the room, and retrieves the cup of tea. He sits on the rocking chair out on the balcony. He finds the view of the field leading to the woods relaxing along with the rocking chair.

Drift didn’t realize how long he had been sitting on the rocking chair until Jamie walked outside with a blanket wrapped around her. Indicating he had been outside for at least two hours. He finished the tea. Drift puts the cup on the floor and picks Jamie up. She coughs before leaning on Drift who lets Jamie stay outside here for a while. Even though Jamie will be asleep for most of the duration of her cold, Drift wishes Crosshairs wasn’t part of the mission, but he knows the team of Autobots needed Crosshairs’ skills as a sniper. He doubted Crosshairs’ skills as a paratrooper were needed, as the skill hasn’t been needed on Earth. Drift knows Crosshairs misses paratrooping. Drift suspects Jamie misses Crosshairs. The three are like a family — or as odd as it is, a family within a family with how close the Autobots and some humans are. He decides twenty minutes is enough outside time for Jamie. He knows Cogman will have a fire going in the living room. He carries Jamie downstairs to the living room.

Drift gets comfortable on the lounge part of the sectional with Jamie lying on him. Jamie feels the warmth of the fire and goes back to sleep. Drift turns on the TV, not looking to move Jamie off him. He knows it’s better to avoid him getting sick, but he’ll be careful to wash his hands. He knows Jamie would take care of him if she had to.

Jamie slept until four, which doesn’t concern Drift. He figured the medicine would have worn off, but he dislikes how awful Jamie feels. Getting her to eat soup is out of the question, but he worries about her throwing up if she doesn’t eat first. Jamie is coughing while trying to clear out her nose. Fearing Jamie’s potential vomiting, Cogman hastily grabs a nearby trash bin. He puts it by the sectional. Once she thinks she’s done coughing, Jamie lies back down under the blanket. “No,” she says, seeing Drift sitting on his knees by the sectional. Drift sighs and rubs Jamie’s back. He wants her to have some soup before giving her medicine, but it appears out of the question. He has an idea.

After eating some soup for dinner, Drift takes Jamie back upstairs to the bedroom.

He lies her on the bed but waits to cover her with the rest of the blankets. Then he retrieves the syringes full of hot chicken broth, but not too hot to consume from his subspace. Hoping to get Jamie to drink the two sixty milliliter syringes of broth. He figured this would be easier than a cup. He knows this isn’t much, but likely the best he’ll get Jamie to have. Drift gets the medicine ready to give after Jamie finishes with the broth. Jamie disapproves of Drift’s intentions. All she wants is the medicine and to sleep. Drift gets the pillows on the bed and positions them behind Jamie to sit her up. Jamie drinks the broth from the syringes. “Good, now you can have the medicine,” Drift praises. Jamie knows Drift wouldn’t refuse to give her medicine if she didn’t have the broth. Drift ensures Jamie is comfortable. With Jamie asleep, Drift cleans the syringes and cup and washes his hands. He checks Jamie’s temperature, still 102°. He knows it’s too soon for Jamie’s temperature to go down. He’s relieved it’s not going up. It’s bad enough Jamie has a seldom occurring fever when sick with a cold.

Drift gazes at the stars from the rocking chair for a while. He then showers and goes to sleep. He sleeps on Crosshairs’ bed as a precaution.

Drift watches Jamie before he gets out of bed. She stands next to the bed with his water bottle. Drift smiles, believing this is Jamie’s idea of taking care of him. At least while she’s still sick. He knows how unwell she feels now that the medication has worn off. Though Cogman might handle the cooking, Drift knows Jamie would take care of him. Drift gets out of bed to put Jamie back in bed. After taking Jamie’s temperature — which remains at 102° — Drift makes breakfast. Aware that Jamie won’t want to eat and the days will be a repeat of yesterday until Jamie gets over her cold. Drift doesn’t mind taking care of the femme he loves.

[kensatou]

me and senshi: i've only had izutsumi for one day but if anything happened to her...

also.... she has nekojita (cat tongue) ;___;

[wewontbesleeping]

the weirdest fucking thing to me is how men will be like "it's so hard being a man. no one cares that i'm sad. the loneliness we experience could NEVER be understood by a woman" and then also be like "btw i never talk to my friends and i don't know their names and i love hanging out with men because they don't talk about their stupid emotions all the time. women could never understand a bond like this." like ???

[uncharted-constellations]

~What i couldve been~

I was just gonna do the adult timeline zelda but im so enchanted by the idea of these two versions of the same character. People always talk about how link would be changed but never zelda.

[tornado1992]

He’s the best friend, brother, mom, dad, and picket fence!

[mayhemspreadingguy]

Lost boys

[rowanisawriter]

craziest thing about hades game is the keepsakes. the hardest scariest most dangerous gods and monsters in the underworld giving zagreus little trinkets that their love and respect for him imbues with power. don’t get me started on the companion stuffies. a fury with a whip permanently glued to her hand giving zag a tiny stuffed bat. death itself giving zag a toy mouse they both know he’s held onto since childhood. im gonna faint

[mayasaura]

Harrow got so unbelievablely horny dreaming about Gideon's rolled up sleeves exposing her lean, taut muscle, a little dewy with sweat and steam but you know what.... thinking about it. Gideon does not disrobe basically ever, except in private to bathe. A tantalizing glimpse of forearm may legitimately be the most Harrow's imagination has to work with

[dargnacht]

[starry-bi-sky]

i need to get this out of my head before i continue clone^2 but danny being the first batkid. Like, standard procedure stuff: his parents and sister die, danny ends up with Vlad Masters. He drags him along to stereotypical galas and stuff; Danny is not having a good time.

He ends up going to one of the Wayne Galas being hosted ever since elusive Bruce Wayne has returned to Gotham. Vlad is crowing about having this opportunity as he's been wanting to sink his claws into the company for a long while now. Danny is too busy grieving to care what he wants.

And like most Galas, once Vlad is done showing him off to the other socialites and the like, he disappears. Off to a dark corner, or to one of the many balconies; doesn't matter. There he runs into said star of the show, Bruce who is still young, has been Batman for at least a year at this point, but still getting used to all these damn people and socializing. He's stepped off to hide for a few minutes before stepping back into the shark tank.

And he runs into a kid with circles under his eyes and a dull gleam in them. Familiar, like looking into a mirror.

Danny tries to excuse himself, he hasn't stopped crying since his parents died and it's been months. He rubs his eyes and stands up, and stumbles over a half-hearted apology to Mister Wayne. Some of Vlad's etiquette lessons kicking in.

Bruce is awkward, but he softens. "That's alright, lad," he says, pulling up some of that Brucie Wayne confidence, "I was just coming out here to get some fresh air."

There's a little pressing; Bruce asks who he's here with, Danny says, voice quiet and grief-stricken, that he's with his godfather Vlad Masters. Bruce asks him if he knows where he is, and Danny tells him he does. Bruce offers to leave, Danny tells him to do whatever he wants.

It ends with Bruce staying, standing off to the side with Danny in silence. Neither of them say a word, and Danny eventually leaves first in that same silence.

Bruce looks into Vlad Masters after everything is over, his interest piqued. He finds news about him taking in Danny Fenton: he looks into Danny Fenton. He finds news articles about his parents' deaths, their occupations, everything he can get his hands on.

At the next gala, he sees Danny again. And he looks the same as ever: quiet like a ghost, just as pale, and full of grief. Bruce sits in silence with him again for nearly ten minutes before he strikes a conversation.

"Do you like to do anything?"

Nothing. Just silence.

Bruce isn't quite sure what to do: comfort is not his forte, and Danny doesn't know him. He's smart enough to know that. So he starts talking about other things; anything he can think of that Brucie Wayne might say, that also wasn't inappropriate for a kid to hear.

Danny says nothing the entire time, and is again the first to leave.

Bruce watches from a distance as he intercts with Vlad Masters; how Vlad Masters interacts with him. He doesn't like what he sees: Vlad Masters keeps a hand on Danny's shoulder like one would hold onto the collar of a dog. He parades him around like a trophy he won.

And there are moments, when someone gets too close or when someone tries to shake Danny's hand, of deep possessiveness that flints over Vlad Masters' eyes. Like a dragon guarding a horde.

He plays the act of doting godfather well: but Bruce knows a liar when he sees one. Like recognizes like.

Danny is dull-eyed and blank faced the entire time; he looks miserable.

So Bruce tries to host more parties; if only so that he can talk to Danny alone. Vlad seems all too happy to attend, toting Danny along like a ribbon, and on the dot every hour, Danny slips away to somewhere to hide. Bruce appears twenty minutes later.

"I was looking into your godfather's company," he says one night, trying to think of more things to say. Some nights all they do is sit in silence. "Some of my shareholders were thinking of partnering up--"

"Don't."

He stops. Danny hardly says a word to him, he doesn't even look at him -- he's sitting on the ground, his head in his knees. Like he's trying to hide from the world. But he's looking, blue eyes piercing up at Bruce.

Bruce tilts his head, practiced puppy-like. "Pardon?"

"Don't." Danny says, strongly. "Don't make any deals with Vlad."

It's the most words Danny's spoken to him, and there's a look in his eyes like a candle finding its spark. Something hard. Bruce presses further, "And why is that?"

The spark flutters, and flushes out. Danny blinks like he's coming out of a trance, and slumps back into himself. "Just don't."

Bruce stares at him, thoughtful, before looking away. "Alright. I won't."

And they fall back into silence.

Danny, when he leaves, turns to look at Bruce, "I mean it." He says; soft like he's telling a secret, "Don't make any deals with him. Don't be alone with him. Don't work with him."

He's scampered away before Bruce can question him further.

(He never planned on working with Vlad Masters and his company; he's done his research. He's seen the misfortune. But nothing ever leads back to him. There's no evidence of anything. But Danny knows something.)

At their next meeting, Danny starts the conversation. It's new, and it's welcomed. He says, cutting through their five minute quiet, that he likes stars. And he doesn't like that he can't see them in Gotham.

Bruce hums in interest, and Danny continues talking. It's as if floodgates had been opened, and as Bruce takes a sip of his wine, it tastes like victory.

("Tucker told me once--") ("Tucker?") ("Oh-- uh, one of my best friends. He's a tech geek. We haven't talked in a while.")

(Danny shut down in his grief -- his friends are worried, but can't reach him. When he goes back to the manor with Vlad, he fishes out his phone and sends them a message.)

(They are ecstatic to hear from him.)

It all culminates until one day, when Danny is leaving to go back inside, that Bruce speaks up. "You know," He says, leaning against the railing. "The manor has many rooms; plenty of space for a guest."

The implication there, hidden between the lines. And Danny is smart, he looks at Bruce with a sharp glean in his eyes, and he nods. "Good to know."

The next time they see each other, Danny has something in his hands. "Can you hold onto something for me?" He asks.

When Bruce agrees, Danny places a pearl into his palm. or, at least, it's something that looks like a pearl. Because it's cold to the touch; sinking into Bruce's white silk gloves with ease and shimmering like an opal. It moves a little as it settles into his hand, and the moves like its full of liquid.

Bruce has never seen anything like it before, but he does know this; it's not human. "What is it?" He asks, and Danny looks uncomfortable.

"I can't tell you that." He says, shifting on his foot like he's scared of someone seeing it. "But please be careful with it. Treat it like it's extremely fragile."

When Bruce gets home, he puts it in an empty ring box and hides the box in the cave. He tries researching into what it is. he can't find anything concrete.

Everything comes to a head one day when Danny appears at the manor's doorstep one evening, soaking wet in the rain, and bleeding from the side.

[my-name-is-apollo]

Having a "I've connected the dots" moment on why Zeus is so affectionate with Apollo, and I don't know why I'd never considered it before that Apollo's youth could be a reason.

Iamblichus, The Life Of Pythagoras (trans. Guthrie)

So there was this sentiment that young boys are the dearest to the gods, and the gods are especially attentive towards their requests. And since Apollo is a perpetual young boy himself, with Zeus being the one to grant him this gift in one version, it makes sense that Zeus has granted so many of Apollo's wishes. He spared Prometheus and Periphas upon Apollo's request even though he was personally offended by them. He agreed to suppress Gaia and Athena upon Apollo's request when it came to the oracular business. He even revived Asclepius to console Apollo despite Apollo's frankly disrespectful reaction to Asclepius' death.

Apollo might be fearsome, powerful, and even reckless at times but when he kneels down in supplication, all Zeus sees is his little boy that he loves so much, and he can't help but give in to his requests (well, most of his requests at least). And as far as the text is concerned, and if I'm interpreting this correcltly, Apollo's youth is interestingly tied to his helpful nature because besides using his own powers to help the humans, Apollo can also help them by supplicating to Zeus on their behalf, as Zeus is more likely to grant a request when it's coming from him.

[ri-afan]

Soulmate au - first words on skin

“Woah, hey, you probably shouldn’t be doing that.”

“…Are you my conscience?”

Person 1 is a vigilante helping someone with a probable concussion after an attack of some kind.

Person 2 is a person who’s had many a philosophical debate on whether or not the words on their skin made them reckless or if they were reckless all on their own.

[tharenia]

you think it'll ever be the same again between us?

[spiderthread]

[xxplastic-cubexx]

was talking to my brother the other day after i rewatched dark phoenix and he was like 'why is everyone so mean to charles in this movie?? were they always this mean to him ?? is it cause he's bald now- he lost his pretty privilege??' and i fear i havent recovered

[cubbihue]

Hi! I’m delighted with your “itty bitties” au. It has a lot of details that very laconically come together to form a single complex beautiful mosaic. It makes me want to discover more and more pieces to fill in the empty space.

And you are making a great job answering so many questions a day! Don’t forget to have a rest!

Ok! Now to the questions. One block at a time.

How is it determined how much food a fairy is given? What effect does food have on a fairy besides preventing death from hunger and restoring strength?

Do Wanda and Cosmo receive any benefits since they work on organizing raw materials for food and also constantly have to grant their godchildren’s wishes?

WAAAA!! OMGGG BITTY TIMMY AAART AHEHHEHHE!!!!

Okay since the questions are big, I'm putting them under the Readmore! This is mostly worldbuilding ramblings for Itty Bitties haha!

Anything that's plot relevant WILL be brought up again btwww!! So if you skip this post you will not be missing anything!!

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>How is it determined how much food a fairy is given?

Fairies are given equal amounts across Fairyworld!! Food is a necessity for them, and since collecting the food is so difficult, they have a UBF system in place (Universal Basic Food). This UBF system is shared across all courts! It's the one thing everybody can agree on!!

There's also stores for food, but fairies rarely run out of their own UBF amount. Those stores are mostly for food enthusiasts, like bakers. Fairies can also eat out at restaurants, where they pride themselves on quality of taste in the foods.

Fairies can choose between prepackaged UBF plans, or raw UBF plans- depending on whether they like to cook their own food, or would rather just have it pre-made for them! Wanda loves cooking, so she's on the raw UBF program! But Timmy's on the prepackaged plan because he's very lazy haha.

>What effect does food have on a fairy besides preventing death from hunger and restoring strength?

Nothing much really! If anything, food is just something to keep a Fairy's lifespan going and keep them healthy. There's some connoisseurs who enjoy tasting or enhancing the flavors though.

Sometimes, there is food that is especially potent with a child's emotions. If consumed, those emotions are shared into the Fairy! For example, a Fairy that is extremely angry can consume a potent chocolate bar, and immediately feel the calmness that a child had once experienced.

These foods are usually out of reach for the Common Fairy though. A very small amount of potent food is shared in the UBF system, but the amount is uneven across the courts. It's a constant political debate for Fairies.

>Do Wanda and Cosmo receive any benefits since they work on organizing raw materials for food and also constantly have to grant their godchildren’s wishes?

Since Fairy Godparents use a lot of magic, they get double the amount of the UBF! They're allowed to pick the food they want, allowed as much potent food of their choosing, AND are the only Fairies allowed to eat core wishes.

Unlike Potent food, core food are highly valued as it's the pure desire a child would have. It's near impossible to retrieve, and is viewed as the ambrosia of food for Fairies. Although Fairy Godparents are only allowed to eat the core wish of their own godchild.

Cosmo and Wanda are in the process of eating Timmy's Core Wish, and many Fairies are very jealous of them because of it.

There's a lot of benefits that comes with being Godparents. That's why the training to get there is hellish, haha. Only the most toughened Fairy approved by Jorgen Vonstrangle can become a godparent!