#ugh god i'm still super emotional i need coffee and i need it now

[bow-of-aros]

Day Nine: Wake Up!

Summary: Ted is really tired and would honestly love to take a little power nap at his desk.

Apparently Bill wants him to talk about his feelings like an emotionally cognisant human being instead.

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Hey guys! I might be running out of steam a little, but I'm determined to keep going strong at least for a couple more days. I might take a break over the weekend since it's thanksgiving and also mine and my brother's birthdays, so I'm gonna be a little busy. This fic got super off track from what I had planned but I hope that everyone enjoys this installment <33

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Another boring fucking day at work.

Ted didn’t even know what he was doing here half the time. Most of the shit he did just felt like endless busy work. It was all organizing files and pinning email and printing documents.

Normally he was able to power through it with a few shitty coffees and a healthy dose of bothering his coworkers. It was a steady paycheck and that was something he definitely needed.

Doubly so now that he had Peter living with him.

Last night had been exhausting.

Look, he hadn’t exactly been thinking about the fact that he had work in the morning when his kid brother showed up on his doorstep, bag slung over his shoulder and tears streaming down his face, saying, “I told them. They uh— They kicked me out. Can I stay here for a bit?”

The next several hours had been spent clearing out the junk room for Peter to put all his stuff in and then sitting there while he explained what happened. Now, Ted isn’t the best when it comes to feelings, but he’s of the opinion that there’s nothing a cup of hot chocolate and a firm Spankoffski hug can’t make at least a little better.

It must have done something because, right before Peter had finally drifted off to sleep, he’d smiled at Ted and called him Teddy, something he hadn’t done since he was a little kid.

At that point it had already been past midnight, but then Ted made the genius decision to stay up a few extra hours googling variations of How to tell my trans brother he can live with me for as long as he needs without being gross or emotional about it.

Oh, and also Is it still illegal to kill your parents if they’re transphobic assholes? Asking for a friend. But he’d used incognito for that one, obviously. He wasn’t fucking stupid.

What all that meant was that now Ted was sitting at his desk, trying to focus on what he was pretty sure was the correct computer screen out of the three he was seeing.

Maybe nobody would notice if he closed his eyes for a little bit. It’s not like they paid any attention to him anyway—

“HEY!”

Ted’s elbows shot down to rub away the electric feeling of someone goosing his sides. That was his way of being affectionate while still being annoying and he did not appreciate it being used against him.

“Rise and shine, Ted!” He looked up behind himself to see Bill’s smiling face, looking much too proud of himself for what was a subpar joke at best.

God, he is not awake enough to deal with this right now. Maybe if he just closes his eyes and ignores his coworker, he’ll leave Ted alone.

“What— Oh come on, Ted. It’s a beautiful day! Let’s see that smile.”

Well, that didn’t sound good.

“Bihihihihill! Fuck ohohohoff!”

The attack of pokes to his torso has Ted sliding down in his chair. He’s not awake enough to stifle the giggles that start leaking out of him and, yeah, maybe it does make him feel a little bit lighter.

It doesn’t last too long before Bill lets up and Ted’s able to catch his breath, clawing himself back into his seat just to sag right back down into it.

“Hey man,” Bill leans against the wall of his cubicle, a concerned furrow in his brow, “You doing alright? You’ve been kind of out of it all day.”

Ugh, looks like they’re doing this.

“I’m just tired, okay? My parents kicked out my little brother and he showed up at my place last night. I was up way too late trying to figure out how to make sure he feels like he can stay or whatever.”

Silence rings out after Ted stops speaking, and he glances up to see a sort of awed look on Bill’s face.

“What?” He curls his arms around himself, hunching his shoulders self-consciously, “What did I say?”

“Nothing! I just didn’t know that you had that protective big brother instinct in you. It’s really sweet,” Bill looks contemplative for a moment, “I also didn’t know that you had a little brother. I thought that you had a sister?”

Ted just stares at him, willing Bill to connect the dots on his own.

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Ohhhhh.”

“Yeah, dude. I don’t want to fuck this up,” He’s still tired and he drags a hand down his face, trying to wake himself up, “Pete’s just a kid! And I’ve never really had to take care of him before. Or myself, really. I don’t know what I’m doing!”

Bill’s silent for a moment before straightening up and placing a hand on Ted’s shoulder, “Look. I don’t really know what your situation with your brother is. But I know that you’ve been walking around like a zombie all day because you threw yourself into figuring out how to make him feel at home, and I think that that’s a pretty good indicator that you’re heading in the right direction.”

Damn. When did Bill get all wise and shit?

“Yeah. Thanks, man. That uh— That means a lot.”

In response to Ted’s emotionally constipated attempt at expressing gratitude, Bill just offers a lopsided grin before heading back to his cubicle.

“Actually, you know what? There’s only an hour left of the day, Ted, why don’t you head home and see your brother? I’ll cover anything that comes in for you.”

Oh God, what is he feeling? What’s this warm and fuzzy feeling in his chest?

Does he actually like Bill? Like an actual fucking friend?!

“Really?”

“Yeah! I’ll see you tomorrow,” His smile fades into something a little softer, “And get some actual sleep tonight, Ted. You’re not good to anyone with half your already suffering brain function.”

Ted’s basically already halfway out the door, but he pauses for a moment to flip Bill off and toss a muttered Thanks over his shoulder.

He walks to the car, taking in a deep breath before sliding in and turning the ignition, listening to his shitty car rev to life.

Yeah, Ted thinks as he starts the drive back home, Maybe I do got this.

[timelessoldier]

thank you for everything. I know we always joke around about you being my mom and I'm your daughter, but ... I mean, you really are someone I look up to. when I feel like absolute shit, you're willing to listen. I never feel like I can pay back all the time you've spent listening to me rant, but I know the least I can do is show you the love and admiration I truly have for you. every "I hope you have an good day/weekend!" is from the bottom of my heart bc you deserve it. (1/2)

I know that neither of us are the type to actually really discuss any personal issues, and I’ve mostly been the one to come to you for help, but I just need you to know that if you ever need anyone? I’m there. I’ll always be there. I know I’m not your closest friend, and I don’t expect that, but I’ll always be one of your support pillars. you deserve to be healthy and happy. I would ? do anything ?? to ensure that. and if there are days you’re too tired, I’ll be strong enough for the both of us. (2/2)

[yuichi-ro]

i am still crying about the hunter fic, i was not expecting to feel this many emotions and re-read it like 10 times. mwah mwah chefs kiss i absolutely l o v e d it.

and a second one?? are you spoiling me???

also i am afraid i got covid or am in the progress of getting it. one test came back positive, the other negative but i am starting to show symptoms, particularly coughing which is just sooo annoying because it prevents me from sleeping properly despite being super tired. but otherwise i feel great tbh. got another booster shot about a month ago so i am not too worried there either. really just a nuisance ugh.

am thinking about throwing together a little writing event to keep me busy while i am suffering through quarantine with my two other roommates. dunno what exactly but i need to be wrapped up in a blanket and be fed with chicken soup while i cuddle with my favs. just for the extra comfort at the moment smh.

also i found this super cute/funny Getou/Reader art that has me screaming bc that’s definitely how he would want to go out XD

and also this art ugh its so cute i need more of my favs being dads tbh its what they deserve

i just hope everything will be fine with so much going on bleh. i hope you have a good day though!

-🌌momo

I'm glad you liked it I word vomited most of that before I even finished my cup of coffee this morning 🥺 I had to wrap that poor thing up in something warm and soft after what Dana Terrace is putting him through 😭 and hopefully a second part, I'm getting it done now after I also get done harassing my wife asdfghjkl

shit that is gonna suck. My wife didn't have covid but she's got killer allergies that basically after a month haven't left her. And the cough really fucked everything up. Here's to my fingers being crossed though that a lot of people who got the boosters and stuff it was gone in less than a week like a normal plain cold. I'm thinking about you wishing it goes away fast for you 💖💖💖

keep seeing match ups, collabs, the works but god my motivation to do anything but be self serving is seriously lacking. Even at almost 800 followers I'm just like ehhhhhh this is my hell hole I don't wanna do anything for anyone else but myself. Though I'll admit a prompt event has been digging at my mind, angst, fluff, smut, idc really but I gotta agree in terms of a prompt event kinda thing I'd be up for that kinda fun

am I- am I just reading Getou being a simp even if he's getting his ass handed to him?? Yes this. This is the Getou I stan. Gimme this man

sob crying over anytime there's artwork of him with the girls. Fuck weird uncle Gojo and deadbeat Toji and eh father figure Nanami. Getou got and raised two girls. Now that's the sexiest fucking thing on earth and all murder is forgiven for good parenting. If that man wants more kids, who am I to say no to a successful hot father