#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.

[christadeguchi]

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 ???

[mayhemspreadingguy]

Lost boys

[tornado1992]

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

[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.

[tharenia]

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

[spiderthread]

[prideprejudce]

Also kind of related to the last alicent ask-- how objectively funny is it that the targaryens pulled alicent kicking and screaming into their weird blood purity incest tangle. For them, having uncle fathers and brother husbands and just generally blurring all the lines between family and romantic interest is sooooo normal. Yes its done massive damage to their psyches as we've seen with daemon in particular- but its passé to them at this point. For Alicent its breaking her BRAIN.

Like, Alicent who's deeply religious in a very westerosi faith and has classic nuclear family adjacent issues in contrast- overbearingly strict father, dead pedestalized mother to emulate, estranged sibling- is just SHOVED into the targaryen familial polycule and told to figure it out.

She keeps trying to bind herself to westerosi gender roles for comfort and safety, but bc of the targs she's now married an father/uncle figure, the girl who was supposed to be her sister growing up is now her daughter AND shes in love with her, her children are basically her siblings, and ALSO she's two of their mother in law(s?). Throw in the desperate parentification of aemond bc its not like viserys is helping her raise these kids-and its fucking her up!!! how is she supposed to have any sense of self when every role she would define herself by in a patriarchal westerosi culture has been fractured into twisted branches!!

It spiders into her other rationships too!! Her father otto has been treating her like both a daughter AND a pseudo wife, criston her lover keeps trying to assert himself over her choices in a very fatherly condescending way, and her brother gwayne is out in oldtown fathering her third son.

I sent an ask a while ago about how the tragedy of the alicent/rhaenyra/aegon triangle is that its an allegory for how targs just cant acclimate to westeros at all and end up breaking their dynasty AND the country by trying to force their culture to fit anyways, and i think you were so right in ur response that its not just rhaenyra/aegon/alicent who are the allegory but its ALL the targs in relation to alicent thats the allegory- they just cannot work with Alicent/westeros while she/its trapped in the current westerosi culture.

its hilarious bc it really is like having ONE catholic nun in an insane echo chamber hedonism cult and then being like 'why are you going insane bc of the incest and sex we're so over it it hasn't effected us whatsoever maybe if you try the kool aid you'll chill out' while she's desperately pretending none of this is happening and she's Not Involved.

this is a great point, and if you also go back to her as a child saying "you targaryens do have very queer customs" with noticeable disgust on face, and flash forward a decade later where she's marrying two of her children together in typical targaryen incest practices. I wish they had explored this more in the show and looked into how she feels about this currently, but I can't imagine she feels too great about it, and it's probably the reason why she went ULTRA religious with a five pound star medallion almost hanging from her neck. she wants at least some repentance for playing along in targaryen incest rituals, which goes against everything she was raised to believe

and like you mentioned, if you look close enough, almost EVERY relationship that alicent has is majorly twisted by either targaryen customs or her own stunted growth from being a child bride. she's now a grown woman who still has the mind of a 15 year old and is trying to navigate a civil war that she helped ignite in her rage and jealousy over her own private hell for last decade. she also swings from a protective parent role to having an almost eldest sibling like relationship with her kids who desperately crave more motherly affection from her that she is just not able to give (because she cant completely seal off her deep down resentment of them)

and to top it off, the purest relationship in her life (rhaenyra) with genuine love was also twisted into a familial one through an arranged marriage. if you also headcanon her possible romantic feelings for rhaenyra, you can times three that trauma on your score card as well

alicent literally was forced into the targaryen world of the snake eating its own tail (reduced to a bargaining chip for otto) with decades of inbreeding and family infighting for power and control and was told to play nice with them. no wonder she's out in the woods wandering around and dissociating lmao

[14dayswithyou]

Please give Ren a kiss for me! 🩷

How would Ren/REDACTED react to MC falling in love with someone else and chosing to date them?

Would he get jealous but eventually accept it and let us go or would he ruin MC's relationship with that person or even kill them?

If you could go into detail about Ren's reaction and what he would do, that would be nice 👉🏻👈🏻 (No pressure ofc)

(Please remember to take breaks, eat well and hydrate!🫶🏻)

✦゜ANSWERED: Since Ren is a yandere, I think his reactions would be what most people expect ;v; He would definitely get envious over the fact that someone managed to capture Angel's attention before him, and I'm sure he'd purposefully find a way to remove their partner and get Angel to prioritise him instead.

He'd certainly get jealous as well since that person is still currently in a relationship with Angel (as opposed to them breaking up and leaving Ren with a chance), but I don't really want to go into detail about this as it's bound to happen in the game at some point and I wouldn't want to spoil anything ^^;

But you can always reference the current behaviour he displays in the demo (or some of the other posts on this blog)!!

[the-moon-ate-my-stardust]

Okay literally no one asked but as a former Hobbit movie hater who has since experienced character growth, I feel compelled to share my thoughts on the movies on my gay little blog.

Listen. There are legit reasons to be critical of these movies. They were made on a rushed timeline, at time where CGI overuse was the thing and there are definitely unnecessary moments. But despite those issues, these movies still have a lot of heart and character and some really wonderful acting! To compare them to LOTR, is unfair I think because LOTR was such an unimaginable success and I truly believe no other movie franchise can do what those movies did. To expect the Hobbit movies to be the same caliber considering the behind the scenes drama and massive difference in timeline is just not it.

Truly I think that the Hobbit could have been much more than it was and it’s sad to see the amazing moments and realize that we could have had movies that were maybe closer to the level of LOTR, but that doesn’t take away from all of the great things that the movies gave us! Despite what he may be like irl, Martin Freeman was a great young Bilbo, Richard Armitage was insanely good as Thorin (despite the change in age) and the other dwarf actors brought a great sense of loyalty, brotherhood and shared loss to their roles. The music is still dope as hell and there are some beautiful shots despite all the CGI.

This is way too long and I’ve not said anything that hasn’t been said before but honestly, I’m so glad that I stopped hating on these movies and have seen the special things about them. Nothing will ever compare to LOTR, but that doesn’t make these movies bad. They’re fun, they’re emotional, they have great characterization and it’s super valid to enjoy them.

Final gay thoughts because I’m obligated, but I struggle with people who argue against Bagginshield with the whole “why does everyone have to make everything gay?” thing. Because Hollywood is so deeply homophobic that we see so little genuine queer representation, so forgive us for enjoying the chemistry we find and making it our own since our society gives us breadcrumbs. If you’re not into Bagginshield, totally legit and fine, but don’t hate on other people (especially queer people) trying to find some romantic love in media that we enjoy. Also no one can convince me that Richard Armitage wasn’t at least somewhat intentionally putting his queer energy into this role, I will die on this hill.

Anyway, TL;DR there’s no shame in liking or loving the Hobbit movies despite their faults and there are lots of things to appreciate and enjoy and I for one, am glad to leave my LOTR purist hater days behind me

[shima-draws]

One Piece where everything’s the same except Cora doesn’t die but Law’s still determined to absolutely beat the shit out of Doflamingo anyway. Cut to post Dressrosa where Law gets a VERY frantic phone call from Cora who’s like what the actual FUCK I saw the newspaper this morning you went up against Doffy all by yourself?? You promised me we would do this together you little SHIT do you have any idea how fucking scared out of my MIND I was when I saw the headline and I thought something happened to you, Law I swear to god, and Law’s like yes Cora I went up against him by myself, like HELL I was going to let him lay a single finger on you. And Cora’s like THAT’S MY LINE!!! You’re MY kid and I should be the one protecting YOU!! And Law’s like what with your shitty devil fruit powers? What could you have done? You would have fallen on your ass and gotten hurt or shot or worse and I’d be too fucking worried about you to focus on anything else. And Cora’s like this conversation is NOT over but I’m so so glad you’re okay. And he starts crying and he’s like oh my GOD Law you know how insane Doffy is I could have lost you. And I wouldn’t have even known until after the fact. And Law goes all quiet and he’s like I know I’m sorry but I could have lost YOU and I couldn’t handle that. I couldn’t. And Cora’s sobbing and he’s like I love you so much Law and Law’s like yeah. I love you too 🥺

Meanwhile the Strawhats witnessed this entire conversation and they’re like. Wow okay that was a lot to unpack. Law’s got a dad and they’re very protective of each other and apparently his dad is Doflamingo’s brother?? And Law literally dismantled Doflamingo’s entire criminal organization and DIDN’T bother telling his dad about it?? No wonder he’s pissed. And they’re also like awwwww we’ve never seen Law so soft and vulnerable before 💕 and Law looks at them and he’s like. You repeat ANY of what you just heard and I WILL kill you. And they’re like ‘Mhmm okay yup we hear you loud and clear. Btw what’s your dad like’ with the BIGGEST shit eating grins and Law’s like Okay! Killing you now!! And proceeds to chase them with his katana

[goodobservationshirley]

You don't step foot in Victoria in... 10 years, and you just show up in the middle of my homicide investigation?

[horrorknife]

babe, this wouldn't be the first time it will not be the last time there's no parasol that could shelter this weather