a new co worker

anonymous asked:

if anti went into the theater department lbr he would steal all of the fake blood and all of the horror stuff

oh man, of course he would.

covers himself in fake blood every now and then just to see how his students and co-workers will react to it. New students almost always freak out, which he unashamedly loves.

december prompts- warm fire

hux ended up back at ren‘s after the finalizer’s life day party so kylo shares his favorite traditions– getting drunk on blue milk eggnog and warming up by the fire of grandpa vader’s helmet …

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The Christmas Invasion - Behind the Scenes [Part 11]

Excerpt from Benjamin Cook’s articles in Doctor Who Magazine #365

[Benjamin Cook asking David Christmas-themed questions]

BC: Which gift from ‘The 12 Days of Christmas’ would you most like to receive this year?

DT: If the pipers piping were Billie Pipers, then obviously I’d go for that. But that would be quite creepy. It’s got to be ladies dancing, hasn’t it? I mean, there’s not really much contest. Five golden rings you could flog, if they were really nice. But I don’t think you’d get much for them.

BC: If there were five of them, they’re unlikely to be top-notch quality.

DT: Well thought through. I mean, all the others would just be irritating, frankly. And dirty. Colley birds? French hens? Yes, you could eat them, but then you’d have to murder them yourself. I don’t want to do that at Christmas. That’s far too much effort. I want a shrink-wrapped turkey from Sainsbury’s. No, ladies dancing - much better. They can come and dance in my Christmas parlour.

BC: What’s the worst Christmas record of all time?

DT: Ooh jings. No, there’ve got to be some terrible ones, haven’t there? Well, anything by Cliff Richard. Mistletoe and Wine? It’s got to be Mistletoe and Wine. That is a heinous piece of work, isn’t it? My mum likes it. She likes everything by Cliff Richard. But she is wrong! It’s saccharine, and repulsive, and when all those kids start singing at the end, you just want to murder. It’s horrible.

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The Library - ethiobird ( @hedarey)

(Words: 55,190) (Chapters: 5/5)

You certainly come across intriguing personalities every so often when you tend bar. None quite so intriguing as the lone girl with cascading chestnut hair sitting at the end of the bar, drinking a whiskey neat and reading a book, however.

Except, wait, that’s your new co-worker.

or

The College Bar AU in which Clarke is the Mom Friend bartender, Lexa is the new hire, and everyone is really just a hot damn mess. Shot of Jameson, anyone?

Luxuriation

Plot: just Seb fucking you in a bathroom | Sebastian x Reader

Warnings: swearing, smut, oral, fingering, this gif I added???

Word count: 2375

A/N: I haven’t posted in a while so take this as a peace offering! Also, I’m not at home and I have really bad Internet access here so I won’t tag anyone atm!

Masterlist | Request

Originally posted by sebastiansource

A New Year’s Eve party with your co-workers, in a club. What a dream come true. This was the last place you’d wanted to spend the last night of the year, but here you were, standing next to the bar, a glass of red wine in your hand, waiting for your friend who promised to be back in 5 minutes, but it had already been about 20.

You watched people grind on each other on the dancefloor; two of your male colleagues making out in the corner across the room made you smile. They always did have a crush on each other, it was adorable, yet gross since they were practically dry humping each other in public. 

But then your friend popped up right behind you, startling you. “Giiirrlll, you have no idea what just happened.’‘ 

You snorted. ’'What?”

“I just met my possible future husband! Did you know Chris Evans is here?” she practically squealed. You arched an eyebrow in question, since you weren’t really familiar with the name. 

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DVA and Mercy in their New Year skins, commission for a co-worker from a previous job. 😊 I was very happy to draw some more characters from the game - by the way, one slot is left on my current commissions if you are interested. ( Commission information can be found here ! )

You’re a demon working to scare the human race. You go into work and find a new assignment on your desk. Your co-workers watch as you open it. Its that girl, the one everyone is talking about, thats killed the last six demons before you and cause two to retire. You straighten your tie. Its time for serious business.

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice Cookies

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice – now, who wouldn’t want to take a bite out of that? This recipe does not use any egg, so it is completely vegetarian, though it does contain honey. These cookies are soft, chewy, and taste oh so good :).

Serve them during big apologies or before mediation to help sooth conversation and lighten someone’s heart. Give as a treat to another to have their anger, jealousy, or bitterness towards you dissolve. Bring to new neighbors or co-workers to have them become instantly impressed and attracted to you. These would also make a good holiday treat for Yule or the Summer Solstice. You may also wish to adapt this recipe for spells involving love, luck, or devotion.

  • 2 cup all-purpose flour
  • ½ tsp baking soda
  • ½ tsp powdered clove
  • ½ tsp powdered allspice
  • 1/8 tsp salt
  • ½ cup butter, melted and cooled
  • ½ cup honey
  • ½ cup brown sugar
  • ½ tsp vanilla extract
  • powdered sugar, for decoration

Combine flour, baking soda, clove, allspice, and salt in a medium bowl. In a separate, larger bowl, combine sugar, honey, butter, and extract. Slowly sift the dry ingredients in with the wet ingredients. Chill the dough for 10 minutes, then bake at 300 degrees Fahrenheit for 16 minutes, or until edges start to brown.  Let cool for 10-15 minutes and lightly dust with powdered sugar. Makes 9 large cookies or 12 medium cookies.

Co Workers (Masterlist)

Originally posted by imnotmishacollins

Summary: You’re an inexperienced actress living in LA with your boyfriend of five years, Andrew, when you land a roll on your favorite tv show, Supernatural. You pack up and move to Vancouver, leaving Andrew behind so he can finish college. But when you hit it off with your new co worker, Misha Collins, things get heated.


Warnings are listed within each part.

Part OnePart Two,  Part Three, Part Four,  Part FivePart SixPart Seven,

Part EightPart Nine,  Part TenPart ElevenPart Twelve

Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen, Part Fifteen , Part Sixteen, Part Seventeen , Part Eighteen, Part Nineteen, Part Twenty

Part Twenty-One, Part Twenty-Two, Part Twenty-Three, Part Twenty-Four, Part Twenty-Five (Final)


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Imagine: First meeting Edward Nygma

Originally posted by m-enace

Requested by @taintedmarkerEdward Nygma x Reader: “Can you please write something with Edward ? He’s adorable :) and I love your writing ♡ Maybe something like he has to deal with a new Co worker taking miss kringles Job. And she gets his riddles or is just bubbly. Something that he doesn’t get" 

I hope you guys enjoy this, it took me a while to write i hope its good <3 my requests are open so feel free to drop by :)


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can you believe most of tom’s new co-workers on the flash grew up watching him as draco malfoy and admire him and yet he was anxious to meet them??? i mean have you seen them all around him? they’re all like “look at tom!! it’s tom!! he’s a part of our family now!!!!”
honestly this beautiful man is so pure we don’t deserve him

Just do your job

More of a fuck these new co-workers story.

I’ve been working at a crafty retail store for a little over a year now. I know where more than half of the stuff we sell goes by heart and they usually have me working the floor to put away the go-backs and recover the store before close. Its easy for me so I try not to complain much but I’m a little pissed today.
A couple days ago they hired a new girl we’ll call ’T’. T had worked at an overrated coffee shop before and doesn’t seem to realise retail is a bit different. We usually only have 1 cashier at the front most days or 2-3 during rushes. On an expected normal night we will have 1 cashier, 1 manager, 1 sale associate, and 1 framer. So T’s left at the front for most of the day.
Usually the previous sales associates on the floor only recover the store so there is ahuge mountian of go backs when I come in for a closing shift. Im usually the only floor person so I had to work quickly to put everything back and still take care of the customers who stop me. T didn’t seem to care. When she would call me up to help ring up customers she would just up and leave the cash register to do anything else. She would turn her light off and just walk out to the floor. Not for a bathroom break or anything like that. What pissed me off us that she did that shit every time she called me up. About 5-10 times during an average day. I told a manager about it, to ask if they could talk to them but nothing ever happens.
Fast forward 3 days later, I come in for my closing shift at 2.30 just in time to see another new hire having her first training shift. We’re gonna call her ‘T2’. Now, T and T2 are high school buddies, so they stick together the moment T2 starts getting trained. So this sucked because T essentially taught T2 a quarter of the basics they taught her to fucking leave with her when I got to the front. Like shit. Since our go back area is by the register when I’m done with a cart I have to go back up to refill it and they would both leave. And T claimed it was so they can both get floor experience together.
Except!! Except that T was hired as a goddamn cashier. And T2 was hired as a GODDAMN CASHIER. Meaning they both have little reason to have floor experience for go-backs because the manager who hired them said they were specifically hired to stay up front as cashiers. If a customer needs something they T or T2 dont know about all they have to do is radio a manager and 90% of the time they know or they call me or the manager up.
This last night, both T and T2 were stuck at the front due to a line of customers. I was sent out to grab carts from the parking lot. When I had come back in, they whined that they wouldn’t have time to take trash out from under the registers. I’d had gotten so pissed off I took all the trash bins from all 8 registers, brought them to my register, called the next in line and rang them out while I dumped all the trash into one big trash bag. Then, when the last few customers were being rang out while both girls stared at me like I killed a child, I told them to put new bags on the bins and put them back. I left to the managers office after that and complained that they didnt even have a method to throw the goddamn trash out. T had been working a little over a week. T2 has been working 6 days. So why they didnt have a goddamn method for trash is fucking unbelievable. Why it took me under 5 minutes to do when they had 4 hours is fucking bullshit. Mostly angry because they had complained the moment I came back from the hot parking lot dragging carts into the store. They yelled about it front of 15 customers who all looked like I was abusing them. It’s literally a chore at home. My manager had agreed and when closing time came they both were told to leave early and they both looked like it came as a shock.
Look, I have shit to do. I gotta do go-backs, clean up the aisles, and deal with customers and their more than often I-didnt-even-try-researching-before-i-got-here questions. Along with following around suspicious customers, following a big family of children because they ALWAYS leave a trail of messes, and doing exerting projects such as move 150, three pound candles across the store. With only 1 cart and an hour till close and only half an hour after close so I don’t have time for this leaving bullshit. I don’t have time for this 'we dont think we will have time for the trash chore’ bullshit. I have no literal time to get fired for not doing my job because I was doing theirs. Fuck T and T2.

Company

Character: Taehyung X OC

Word count: idek

Genre: Fluff?

a/n: I’ve been stressed out lately so I came up with this (: havent proofread it yet so idek what is this but this is my first attempt HA enjoy

Originally posted by fy-taekook


Some people think that it would be nice to have company sometimes , especially when the day was so awful and you just wanted to rip your hair off your head. 

The total opposite goes to you.

You hated , no , you despised having company when you had a bad day. All of your friends and colleagues knew that , and when they saw you curse and close the laptop with a loud ‘bang’ , they stayed away from you. You set up the walls around yourself for 6 years of working , and everyone knew it was hard to break it.

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RFA+V vs. Unrequited Love (Part 2)

Alrighty righty, here’s the second part to this post! Enjoy!!!

Prompt: How would the RFA+V cope with unrequited love?

Characters: Zen, 707/Saeyoung

Zen

  • you both started from the bottom and had dreams that reached for the stars
  • zen’s director assigned him a new character role for a new script
  • upon reading and re-reading the script, zen immediately notes the writing was a thousand notches higher than the usual trashy plays his director gave him
  • it was passionate. it was fresh. it made zen wondered who wrote it
  • he decided to himself, “if i ever meet this writer, i have to talk with them over a cup of coffee”
  • one week later a rehearsal finally took place for the new play
  • after it was over, somebody came up to zen, around his age
  • zen prepares one of his charming smiles, bracing himself to greet probably yet another fan
  • instead, you stuck out your hand with a confident and professional composure and introduced yourself as a new co-worker and the writer of the new play
  • he raised his eyebrows, charming facade dropping
  • “you wrote this?”
  • “well…yeah.”
  • zen’s interest in the writer - you - piqued even more
  • he takes your hand, shaking it. your handshake is firm and sure
  • “i hope we can talk more in the future”
  • continuing forward, you went to each one of his rehearsals 
  • zen finds himself always searching the dark auditorium for your presence
  • at the end, you two always met up to talk 
  • you actually gave some pretty good critiques and advice on zen’s performance and how he can improve himself as an actor
  • he appreciated this so much. a lot of his co-workers, to be honest, don’t give any advice or critiques. they’d just say, “you looked pretty enough, so need to worry”
  • with you, he felt like an actor that’s taken seriously
  • it was a breath of fresh air
  • soon, your meetings stretched beyond meeting after rehearsals. he finally took you out for a cup of coffee, like he promised to himself when he first read your script. 
  • you went together to see other productions in theatre, browsed through the bookstore to gaze at screenplays, and strolled around the park
  • there were so many times he wanted to hold your hand
  • but he had to keep it professional
  • he finds himself gazing at you a bit too long, day dreaming a bit too much about…a future with you
  • working alongside with you, as you both slowly work towards your dreams - gahh why is he blushing?
  • finally opening night of the first show arrived
  • you were both so nervous. what if the audience didn’t appreciate the show? what if they dont see what you two saw in the play and zen’s performance?
  • five minutes before he went onstage, you grab both of his hands and looked at him straight in the eyes
  • “i don’t care what people say about our play, because i know for sure we worked our butts off for this. i love working alongside with you, zen, and our work’s gonna pay off”
  • he wanted to tell you right there and then that yes, yes he’d love more than anything to be with you 
  • the show ends in a bang, a smashing success
  • he finds that you texted him, can we meet on the rooftop?
  • yes, that’s where he’ll confess to you!
  • he dodges adoring fans and avoids bumping into congratulating co-workers just to get to you
  • when you see each other on the rooftop, you both grabbed each other in a huge embrace, laughing and slightly tearing up with joy that the show ended so well
  • he picks you up and twirls you around
  • holding you close, he declares in dramatic zen fashion
  • “y/n, i not only want to work along side with you as a partner at work, but someone who i will always dearly cherish. i…i want to be with you”
  • you freeze
  • oh god, he’s looking at you with such adoration and expectation - how could you not see this before?
  • “zen - i can’t” your voice cracks
  • his hopeful smile fades 
  • you’ve accepted a job at a publishing company. all the way in america
  • he doesnt want to let go. he imagined a bright future where you will always be there to cheer him on, where you two can spend time together actually holding hands, where he won’t come home to an empty apartment
  • ah. but he shouldnt be selfish. you are chasing after your own dreams
  • he lets go and wishes you, from the bottom of his heart, the best of happiness
  • he walks away so you dont have to see his tears

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More love than imagined

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x reader

Words: 1651

Warnings: Non really. Pretty happy. Possible fluff?

A/N: This is my first ever poly fic (or fic for that matter). I’m not polyamore so I was a bit out of my league. I hope you like it and if you decide to comment be nice.


Hamilton Poly!Hamsquad x reader

”Oh come on! You can’t simply be so oblivious to the fact that I basically did this all by myself!” you nudged Herc to his side earning a light groan from him and multiple laughters around boys. You were still a bit nervous around the boys. Polyamorous relationship was as foreign as the Chinese writing. You had decided to give it a chance.

5 months ago…

When you had first met the squad you were extremely nervous. You had first met John at the opening of your art exhibit at this little gallery in the heart of New York. He had heard about you from his co-worker and as an art enthusiast he had no second in thinking whether to go or not.

You had outshined at the opening and the speech you had prepared went perfectly. By the end of the night John was completely smitten. He came to you right before the end of the party and introduced himself all shy and blushy. He was adorable. You smiled at him and as he asked for your number you already had it ready written on a napkin.

You and John met the next day and as you were walking down the street with your freshly brewed coffees he had gathered enough courage to tell you his relationship status. Truthfully, you were a bit taken a back but you quickly recovered from that. You had always been open to everything and you quickly told John that it sounded nice. He granted you a big smile and asked if you wished to see his boyfriends. You were surprised (again) but agreed to meet them the next day at their apartment.


John’s POV

As I had told Y/N about my relationship with Lafayette, Hercules and Alexander. I was so nervous and I felt butterflies down to my stomach and I was just about to flee when she said that it sounded nice. I was overjoyed. I had told the boys about her and now she was so openly accepting. It felt amazing. Of course I knew that this didn’t mean anything yet but there was this one part of me that felt so certain. Lafayette had grown tired to hear my blabbering over Y/N so had asked me to bring her by.

We made to plans to meet at the apartment the next day and I was so excited that I basically skipped to home. I rushed the stairs up and opened the door as fast as I could ever had. “Hey!” I shouted from the door. I saw Laf and Alex were on the couch. Alex writing as usual on his laptop and Laf watching some French television series. “Hi. How was your day?” Alex asked without rising from his seat. “Amazing! We went to get coffees with Y/N and then we walked back to her atelje! I told her about us and she’s coming over tomorrow! I want you to meet her!” I chanted and gave Laf and Alex kisses to their cheeks as I was making my way towards the kitchen. “How did she take it?” Alex had raised his gaze from the screen now interested in the conversation. “She took it really well actually. To be honest I never doubted it. She is so nice and sweet!” I said and blushed a bit and quickly turned my back or the teasing would be endless. “She seems to be very nice from all that you have told us.” Laf said and I just hoped that tomorrow would go well. I hoped it so much.


Your POV, second person

You were nervously smoothing out your hem and held a bottle of chardonnay leaning against your hip. John had sent you their address. You had took a cab from your apartment. You walked the stairs up and gave the wood of the door a timid knock. I heard movement from inside and saw John open the door. He had a huge smile across his face and it mirrored itself on your face too. He leaned for a hug and you allowed it and gave him a hug. He squeezed you assuringly. You gave the room a scan and saw three men behind his shoulder. You parted and you gave him the bottle of wine. “Here. I thought I should bring something and I recalled that you said you liked chardonnay. This is my favourite” you smiled. “It is! I like this one too and so does Laf!” he seemed so excited that it made you smile even wider. You had always been quite nervous to meet new people. during the many years of art shows and other that kind of encounters you had gained some sort of confidence but with three pairs of unfamiliar eyes staring at you, you felt your confidence leaving your body. John took you by your hand and let you to those men.

“Hi.” You said timidly and waved a bit while your arms were close to your body. They gave you awkward smiles and held out their hands as you shook them. Alexander as he introduced himself was first and his hand shake was firm but gentle. “Hercules Mulligan, pleasure” said tall and muscular man and his eyes were kind and warm. ”Pleasure is all mine.” You said and gave him a warm smile. Lastly there was a tall, lean man. He was either stressed or pissed so your handshake was a bit more timid that with Hercules. “Lafayette.” He said with a very clear French accent. “Nice to meet you” you smiled and he smiled back. So he was stressed.

You arranged yourselves around the couch and placed snacks on the small table. The conversation went smoothly, they asked you about your art and you asked Hercules about his tailoring and Alexander about his writings. You felt relaxed and you enjoyed your time with the boys. They each made you laugh.

TIME SKIP

You had spent a month with the boys in the friendzone and during that time something happened to you. You had never even dreamed about falling in love with multiple persons at once and that was odd enough but you never thought that even one could love you but now you had four. Four amazing persons in love with you. You had no clue.

One night you decided to have a talk with the boys and without you knowing it, they needed to talk to you too.

You hailed a taxi to get you to their apartment. You were nervous and quietly nibbled on your thumb. “You okay?” The driver asked. “Yeah. Just meeting somebody important.” I smiled back at him. “I bet he is extremely lucky to have you visit” he said and winked. I smiled back at him and wondered what he had said. ‘I think I’m the lucky one. If I am…’

The cab pulled over at the curb and I handed him a bit extra and thanked him for the ride. I rose from the car and took three deep breaths. This night would change everything. Either for god or bad. Here we go. you nodded to yourself and took the first step.

You knocked on the door and Lafayette opened the door. “Hello Y/N. Comment allez-vous?” He asked and gave you a friendly smile. “Good, thank you.” You said voice trembling just a bit. He led you to the couch. “What’s the matter?” He asked with concern in his voice. It warmed you from the inside. Knowing that someone cared for you. “I need to talk to you. Is everyone here?” You asked and twirled the hem of your shirt nervously between your thumb and index finger. “They are. Give me a moment I’ll call them down.” He said and rose from the couch and walked to get them. You sat on the couch thinking through what you’d say to them. It had been only them for so long and you were mentally preparing for a broken or awkward friendship.

They all came to the living room and you rose up. Laurens was trying to give you a hug. It broke a bit of your heart but you asked him to sit down with the others.They all adopted anxious looks on their faces, it hurt your soul. “So umm… I know that I didn’t inform you that I was coming over but I really had to. So let me have my little monologue. So…” you took a deep breath “I’m quite sure that I’ve fallen for you. All of you. This is very new to me and I’ve never felt anything like this and fills me up in away I never knew I could be filled with love. John, you found me. You are my shield. You make me feel protected in every way. Hercules, your warm eyes made me feel happy and warm from the first time you laid them on me. You are my rock. Alexander, oh how I adore your imagination and ambition. You are my sight. every paragraph that you write creates worlds. Lafayette, you are my heart. In conclusion you are my heart. That’s it. That’s all I can say to you. That’s all I am.” You sat/collapsed onto the coffee table. The confession had took all of your strenght. You had laid outa all that you were and had. You raised your gaze to look at them. They all looked… astonished. They weren’t pitying. They weren’t sad or mad.

John was the first one to move. He rose and walked over to you. You didn’t have a chance to say anything when he bent down and hugged you. Soon the others followed and you ended up in a giant group hug. You started to cry and next up was all the guys comforting you and even kissing you on your cheeks and making you laugh. This felt right. This felt home. This was your home.
Is that a courtship ring?

Lena Luthor bought Kara a Christmas present, a ring inlaid with Opal gems, symbolizing love and hope. Kara is over the moon with her new piece of jewelry, showing it to all her co-workers, who assume she’s getting married. Trouble starts when Mon-El sees the ring and asked Kara if she’s wearing a courtship ring and Kara acts like the confused puppy dog that she is and tells him that Lena gave it to her. Wait your mate is a woman??? And then Lena shows up and says deal with it!