Sorry for the day delay this week! I went to the Eras Tour yesterday and it was a full day event. I meant to post before I left, but it got hectic in the morning. Without further ado, @interesting-egg and I want you to know:
Week Thirteen's Prompt Is:
Confession.
Are we finally getting a love confession? Does someone have a secret that comes to light? Are we getting down and dirty in a church? You decide!
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Week #13 Prompt: Cat or Farmer's Market | Word Count: 587 | Rating: T | POV: Argyle | Characters: Argyle, Jonathan | CW: Language, Recreational Weed Use | Tags: Modern AU, Silly Fluff, Argyle Goes To Get One Kind of Brownie, Comes Home With Another
"You bought a cat? At the farmer's market?" Jonathan asks.
No, no, no.Â
Is he goofy? Has Jonathan already been smoking the ol' sticky icky icky without him? That won't do. He was supposed to wait on Argyle to go get the good brownies at the farmer's market. You know, the good ones. If you can follow that drift.Â
But buy a cat? Of course not. You can't buy cats at the farmer's market. Cats are just at the farmer's market sometimes, and then you justâŚtake one home. If you want. If you're chosen. If the cat distribution system is smiling down upon you and yours.
Then, and only then, you get a cat. And it gets to not be homeless anymore. Win-win for everyone. But his buddy Jonathan looks concerned. There's no room for concern here. Only happiness at their good fortune at winning today's cat lottery.
So, yeah. Argyle wanted. He definitely wanted. A cat? Who wouldn't want a cat? What a fun brochacho to add to the house. Cats have the best energy. Having a cat will be way better than hiring someone expensive to Feng Shui the place.Â
"Argyle? Are you listening to me?" Jonathan says, more snappish this time. What bee is in his bonnet?Â
The cat is wiggling and squirming, and Argyle puts him down. He immediately darts away.
"Little, dude. Wait! You gotta meet Jonathan. He's your other dad. I told you about him!"
"Argyle," Jonathan says, and he looks exasperated. But he always looks like that, so Argyle isn't concerned. "I don't think I'm meant to be a cat dad. I'm allergic."
"Not anymore, dude," Argyle is happy to inform him. He knows this. His uncle's cousin on Margy's side has a friend who knows a guy from work who was able to, like, stop being allergic. To his own cat. Not to other cats. But to his own.Â
Through love.
Or exposure.
Something.
Either way. It happened. And BAM! No more allergy to Mr. Snaggletooth. Or Fred. Argyle doesn't know what that cat's name is, but it's probably something real good.
"My cat allergy doesn't exist?" Jonathan asks, and immediately wipes at his eyes that do look a little watery and red.
But it's psychosomatic. Or the weed. Argyle's sure of it.
Or, maybe the cat exposure therapy takes longer than five minutes. Maybe it'll take a day. But once you've claimed your cat as your cat, then you won't be allergic. Because the cat is family now, and you can't be allergic to your family. It's against the universe or some shit. For sure. Argyle's absolutely certain.
"Say he's your cat," Argyle demands.
"Argyle."
"Declare it."
"Argyle."
Well, he doesn't have to say it out loud. He just needs to think it. And surely he's thinking it.Â
"You won't be allergic tomorrow," Argyle informs Jonathan, and then hands over the sack of special brownies that he bought from behind the curtain, before he found Brownie the cat.Â
He should probably formally introduce Jonathan.
"His name is Brownie," Argyle states.
"He's not brown?" Jonathan questions, but takes the tray of brownies out of the sack, inspecting them.
"No, but he was near the brownies. And we have brownies. And now we have him. It's a Brownie day. All around."
Jonathan doesn't look excited about Brownie the cat, but he does look happy about the brownies, as he takes a big bite.
Argyle smiles. That's it. One or two of those, and Jonathan will love Brownie.
He'll love everything.
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Prompt 2 â hanging with 126 / dinner with parents
Prompt 3 â "How did I get so lucky?" [contributed by @tarlosweeklyprompts]
This week will run from 11th - 17th August.
-> Each week of this event will have three prompts. You can combine or use them individually to create any kind of fanwork(s) you would like to! There is absolutely no pressure to get involved every week! Have fun! I can't wait to see all of your creations!
-> Please remember to tag posts with #tarlosweddingcelebration and/or #tarlosweddingevent.
a drabble for week thirteen because writing is hard y'all
The weight of Wardâs arm falling over her shoulders yanks Jemma out of her mental review of the grocery listâŚand sends her thoughts spiraling in another, much more embarrassing direction.
âWhat?â she very nearly squeaks.
âDonât look now,â he says, voice a low murmur in her ear, âbut weâre being followed.â
Thatâs never a good thing when one is a SHIELD agentâŚespecially a SHIELD agent who isnât involved in a case. Their last mission wrapped up three days ago and, having hit their overtime limit, theyâve been given seven daysâ downtime until their next assignment. Theyâre on their way to pick up groceries, for goodnessâ sake!
For someone to be following them nowâŚ
âWhat do we do?â she asks.
âAct natural.â Ward presses a kiss to her temple, quick and easy like itâs not going to send her heart straight to her throat. âWeâre just a young couple on a romantic stroll. If theyâre muggers, theyâll choose someone else when they see us going into the store. Too public for a mugging.â
Jemma leans into his embrace, guiltily delighting in the chance to be so closeâto soak in his warmth, to have him shortening his stride for her benefit. The scent of his aftershave is unfairly good; thanks to it (and, admittedly, the inhibition-lowering 0-8-4 they were dealing with), she came within seconds of licking him earlier this week.
Focus, Jemma.
âAnd if theyâre not just muggers?â she asks.
âThen Iâll take care of them,â he says seriously. His arm tightens around her shoulders. âEither way, I wonât let anyone hurt you, okay? I promise.â
Oh, why must he always say such perfectly protective things? If she didnât know better, sheâd swear heâs purposely playing on her weakness for operations agents.
âI know,â she says, and lifts her hand to twine her fingers with his briefly. âI trust you.â
He squeezes her hand and kisses her temple again, and Jemmaâwell. Jemma decides to enjoy the experience while she can. She knows Ward will keep her safe either way; thereâs no harm in savoring the moment, is there?
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I know I normally post these on Monday, not Sunday, but bear with me for a little bit.
First, some housekeeping: I am glad so many of you are enjoying this blog! I will keep doing it then, at least until we finish the initial prompt list. After that, we will have to see how busy I am with school (if we have school? Jeez...) to see if we continue or not.
Second, if youâve not heard the good news: Critical Role is coming back this Thursday!
*pops champagne bottles*
In honor of our show coming back from hiatus, I thought instead of rolling a prompt on the prompt table, instead weâd have one general prompt: celebration!
How do you plan to celebrate the Mighty Neinâs return? Cupcakes? Fancy drinks? Cookies with a lilâ 9 in them? Chips and fancy dip? Champagne in a fancy glass? Lilâ hot dogs stuffed in crescent rolls? The sky is the limit!
Create a dish (sweet, savory, somewhere in between, it does not matter) inspired by Critical Role. Post a picture here on tumblr, and tag it @criticalbakes! You can provide a recipe if youâd like, but you donât have to.
You will have until next Monday (July 6th) to make your dishes!
Ideally, Iâd like it if the bulk of our dishes could be posted Thursday: hence, me posting the prompt a day early to give you time to prepare. However, thatâs not a hard and fast rule: some people watch on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday as their schedule allows, and some donât watch until it goes on Youtube on Monday, so really, the celebrations continue!
CS Fic Rec Monday #13:Â âThe Princess and the Apple Treeâ
This lovely 3-parter by @stubble-sandwich reads like a fairy tale - so clever and creative and truly beautiful. Itâs Lieutenant Duckling for sure, and both young Emma and young Killian will tug at your heartstrings and stay in your memory even after youâve finished reading. This lovely story seems so unique and charming that I canât believe it didnât hear of it and get to read it sooner. Youâll love the sweetness, the yearning, and the triumph of True Love in this one, just read it and see! :)
âThe Princess and the Apple Treeâ by: @stubble-sandwich
Iâve been trying to cut back on how many cigaretteâs I smoke, you know for the whole healthy thing. So I have one of those vape things that makes you look like a tool, but I also bout a pack of nicotine gum, but itâs super expensive and so I think the price tag alone is meant to like... shock you out of smoking. On a completely unrelated note though, I hope everyone is having a nice stare to their week.
