awkward dinner party

Thirteen

My first fic of @fictober for @txf-prompt-box 10/13 challenge, set Friday 13th, 1995 (I dunno if that’s cheating) at a very uncomfortable dinner party. AO3

Disclaimer: I hope this doesn’t come off like I’m making light of people’s phobias. I just based this on a similar experience of mine, which I now find pretty funny. 


Scully likes to think she is a rational woman. She knows that ghosts don’t exist and that monsters are myths, that the strange rattling at the window in the middle of the night is just the wind, that she has never stepped on a crack and worried about her mother’s spine.

Scully is a woman of science and she has no time for superstition, but when her partner invites eleven people to dinner on his birthday, she is slightly apprehensive.

“Mulder this is the worst plan you have ever had, and I mean worse than the time you jumped on a moving fucking train,”

Mulder stares at her like she’d just suggested the moon landing wasn’t faked. “This was your idea, Scully, just try to have a good time,”

She had been on edge all day, but anxiety twists in her gut like a knife as he leads her to the table and offers her a chair. Scully had kindly offered her dining room when Mulder had told her he hadn’t made any plans for his thirtieth. He had never made a big deal out of his birthday, but she’d insisted that thirty was a milestone worth celebrating.

That was until she realised it was Friday the 13th and more than just the Gunmen had appeared at her door. Scully takes a deep breath and sits. As conversations flow around them, she turns to her partner and wills her voice not to shake. “My idea was to have a quiet dinner with a few work friends, but you decided to invite half your Rolodex,”

“Look, I didn’t know Gunmen were going to bring dates, I didn’t even know they knew any other women,”

They could have actually designed them themselves, as each woman had an eerie resemblance to their corresponding conspiracy theorist; the six of them congregated at the end of the table with a portable computer, pot roasts pushed to the side.

“I just… I think it’s bad luck. You know, the first to stand…”

Realisation dawns on Mulder, his face lights up like a sunrise. “You know what that’s called, don’t you, Scully?”

Scully wishes she’d just kept quiet. “Mulder, it’s not…”

“Triskaidekaphobia,” he croons in a sing-song voice. He’s lucky it’s his birthday. You can’t shoot a man on his birthday.

“I’m not afraid of the number thirteen, Mulder,” she says through gritted teeth.

“Oh, no?” Mulder smirks, pouring them some Pinot Noir.

“I just think it’s too high a number for a dinner party. I mean, what on earth is Annette from accounting doing here?”

“She was crying in the break room and I felt bad for her, she just broke up with her fiancé,”

Annette blows her nose noisily on a paper napkin across the table. Skinner pats her shoulder gingerly, looking like he’s re-evaluating some life choices.

“Well, what about my brother? He doesn’t even live in the country,”

“Maggie didn’t tell you he was he was coming down from Ottawa?”

“How frequently do you speak with my mother, Mulder?”

“We have tea every Thursday. You know you should really call her more often, Scully,”

“Hey, Mulder!” Comes Charlie’s loud and timely interjection, his fair face flushed with alcohol, “When are you going to make an honest woman out of my sister?”

Mulder chokes on his wine, Scully’s face burns red to match it. Why did her whole family assume she was sleeping with her partner?

“Mind your own business,” she snarls. Her brother winks and whispers something to his wife, Lucy, a pretty petite blonde, who bless her heart, seems confounded by the company she finds herself in.

Scully picks nervously at her food and silently curses her hand for trembling. Mulder frowns, realising her distress is genuine, “Look, Scully, I’m sorry, I really didn’t know. How about I go call my mother…”

“No! Mulder, don’t stand up!” she says too loudly, and the room stalls.

“Oh honey, I’m so sorry, I’d completely forgotten…” Maggie starts.

“Oh my god,” Charlie laughs gleefully, “Dana, you’re still afraid of the number thirteen?”

“Charlie, shut up,” she hisses, asking herself for the millionth time why the hell her pain in the ass little brother was here.

“She’s been terrified of that number since we learned about the last supper in Sunday School, we threw her a surprise party on her thirteenth birthday and she passed out,”

Scully shuts her eyes and wishes she could disappear.

“if it makes you feel any better, Dana,” Lucy adds quietly, “technically we’re fourteen,”

Twelve sets of eyes flicker to Charlie’s wife, then to her stomach.

“Surprise,” Mulder says feebly.

Maggie starts to cry; Annette offers her a Kleenex.

“I’m going to be an aunt?”

Lucy nods demurely, Scully hesitates for a long moment, before she stands. She circles the table to wrap her arms tightly around her sister-in-law then quickly leaves the room.

Mulder finds her on the floor in the hall, head cradled in her hands, with no regard for her expensive new skirt. He flops down beside her and rubs a hand up and down and up her spine.

“You knew about the baby,” she accuses. “Yeah,” he admits, “Charlie told me,”

Why the hell was Mulder more of a Scully than she was? She dabs her eyes quickly, hoping he won’t notice, but he’s not a detective for nothing so of course, he does.

“Hey,” he murmurs, tapping her softly on the chin. “I’m sorry,”

“No, don’t be, It’s silly. I’m a grown woman…”

“And I’m a grown man who believes in aliens,” Mulder nudges her shoulder gently with his own, “I promise I’ll protect you from the big, bad numbers,”

She tries to look annoyed, but can’t help cracking a smile. Mulder throws an arm around her waist and she settles her head against his chest.

“I’m sorry for ruining your birthday party, Mulder,”

“Are you kidding me, Scully? You’ve given me the best present I could have ever asked for,”

Her eyebrows knit together, “But I didn’t…”

“Leverage,”

“Fuck you, Mulder,” she sighs.

He’s lucky it’s his birthday.

An Awkward Dinner || Aubrie, Paige, Joseph, and Jefferson

Silence is the drink of choice apparently for her first dinner party. Paige had been quiet during their lesson, the chatting they had engaged upon the week before in their various meetings gone. Though she wanted to be a shoulder for the teen, Aubrie did not know if her gentle prodding would be well received, and so instead, she had settled for cheer. Doing what she could to infuse happiness in her voice and actions, she had carried on as normal.

She’s unsure if it made a difference, but she can hope. Quietly she had locked the store at 5, extinguishing the lights and leading the teen to the stairs. The back door she unlocked, having let both Joseph and Jefferson to come in and up when they arrived. Paige she had left in the living room, settling the girl with her tablet and Amazon Music account, instructing her to find some music for dinner, before slipping into her room to change. It had taken only minutes to slip out of her jeans and t-shirt and into the copper dress she had selected for the evening; the hem reaching mid-thigh, the collar a deep scope. Her feet she left bare, her hair swept up in a messy bun.

When she’d made her way back to the living area, the teen had still been browsing music and Brie could only surmise she was okay. “I’ll be in the kitchen starting dinner,” she tells the teen, a smile on her face as she slips through the open doorway. Her first step is to get the lasagna into the oven, setting the timer for the forty minutes it would need to reheat thoroughly. Next she moves onto the salad, carefully washing the various vegetables before chopping and assembling the mixture.

Somehow before she knows it, almost thirty minutes have passed in silence. She’s worried about the girl, making a vow to slip into the living room and have a chat with her after checking on the meal.

@macavoy-stiltskin @hatterxtrick @if-you-onlyknew @true-loves-kiss-opens-door

pride and prejudice as a meet-ugly fic prompt post

  • we just met and you asked me to dance but i panicked because you’re rly pretty and said no and now i think you hate me oops
  • we’re at a party and i really don’t like you but you asked me to dance and i PANICKED??? so now we’re passive aggressively dancing this is weird why do u keep staring at me like that
  • you walked to my house even though you live like five fields away away and you’re all gross and sweaty and dirty and i think you look really fit when you’re all disgusting and SHIT i think i might have just fallen in love with you a bit
  • i had an argument with you once and now you seem to keep popping up everywhere, and really i shouldn’t even be surprised that you just happen to be at the same awkward dinner party as me or that the host is forcing us to sit together jfc
  • we’re supposed to hate each other but i got roped into having dinner with you and your family and turns out you can be really sweet? and wtf you told your sister really nice things about me? and FUCK now i totally have a crush on you
  • I’m trying really hard to hate you bc you’re the WORST but you did something really nice for my little sister and it doesn’t hurt that you’re rly hot and DAMN if i don’t wanna kiss u right now
Laughter is Language

We keep it golden, it’s so bright. We’re drawing bold allegro lines–Glen Check (Paint it Gold)

Some stupid, pointless, Yoongi-fluff to alleviate the depressing atmosphere on this blog. Also: Sugamon as neighbors. Woot.


“Baek Yerin, I swear to god. Why do you have so much stuff?” you grit through your teeth as you carry another cardboard box packed full of Disney DVDs and VCRs. “Do you even watch any of these anymore?”

“Hey,” she shouts over her shoulders as she makes her way up the stairs in the apartment building, “I might want to watch them when I’m homesick.”

“That’s,” you grunt, hoisting the box up higher,  “not good enough justification for making me carry all of your shit up three flights of stairs.”

“Oh stop being so grumpy,” she laughs a flight of stairs above you. “Focus on the positives, babe. Think about it, we’re finally moving into our own place!” she squeals and you can’t help but chuckle in agreement.

The two of you have been saving up for a place in Seoul since you were in high school, all the way back to schoolgirls in plaid skirts and big dreams hidden in legal pads. You scrimped by in college, subsisting off dehydrated cup noodles, working two jobs through the school year and three in the summer. And now that you’ve graduated, you finally have enough for a semi-decent apartment in Sinchon. Quarters are cramped, and not really much of an improvement over a college dorm room, but it’s more than you could’ve ever dreamed of. The great, romanticized step of independence, a sharp injection of adrenaline despite the universe’s forecast of entropy and confusion.

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Surviving the Holidays: Family Edition

 Many of us are either coming home for the holidays this December or traveling to various locations.  Holidays are known for a time to reconnect with family, and not just your immediate family, but extended one’s as well.  Here’s how to survive the tension that these awkward holiday dinner parties bring about…

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“It’s supposed to be swimming with whales or dolphins, John, or even sharks. Not otters.”

“I’m inventing a new sport then. Come on, even you have to admit that they’re cute.”

*bubble bubble*

“What? Didn’t hear you there, Sherlock.”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t be like that. If you want to know, I think the internet is right about similarities between them and a certain consulting detective.”

“Seriously, John. I’m nothing like an otter. Oh … wait. You said you think they’re … cute?”

“Yep.”

Day 21: Trying a new sport of the 31 Day Domestic OTP Sketch Challenge devised by kowabungadoodles. It’s inspired by this picture of Nathan Fillion bathing with otters (cuteness alarm).

  1. Milkshake drinking competition
  2. Aggressively feeding ducks
  3. Massage
  4. Secretly shopping for the other
  5. Buying a Pet
  6. New Pet regrets
  7. Sudden rainstorm
  8. Watching terrible television
  9. Sleepy kissing
  10. Starbucks AU
  11. Fighting over fridge space
  12. Sharing a shower
  13. Sexy day dreams
  14. Unfortunate public boner
  15. DIY project
  16. Tickle fight
  17. Spontaneous Musical
  18. Costume party
  19. Walking home drunk
  20. Sex interrupted by phone
  21. Trying a new sport
  22. Home cooking!
  23. Fell in a river
  24. Minor Phobias
  25. CHRISTMAS FLUFF
  26. Magical AU
  27. Can’t sleep
  28. Night time confessions
  29. Getting lost
  30. Awkward dinner party
  31. Holiday (vacation)!
newtina thoughts #4

are you ready kids

  • I’m in love with the way newt looks at her
  • not just at her, but INTO her
  • sharp, intense, definitely thinking a lot more than he says
    • seeing a lot more than he implies?
  • he’s definitely drawn to her
  • and i love how big a part of his journey tina is? like technically he gets off the boat and the first place he goes to he bumps into tina
    • like literally, she’s eating a hot dog, how american
  • and he just gets her from the get go like
  • when newt and tina track the niffler to jacob’s apartment
  • and newt gets there first and fixes it and sits on the bed with his trunk on his lap
  • THE PICTURE OF FEIGNED INNOCENCE
  • and then he laughs a little when tina asks if the niffler got loose again
  • like he finds it absolutely amusing 
  • but he knows she won’t approve so he just. fixes stuff and minimizes damanges. like a dork
  • and then ISN’T CONCERNED AT ALL WHEN TINA DISCOVERS JACOB WAS BITTEN
  • NEWT PLS

Aight tho if Gabriel is Hawk Moth then what if in the upcoming season he recruits Lila as his henchwoman as Gabriel. First she’s resident because while she doesn’t like Ladybug, she doesn’t want to necessarily harm anyone like Hawk Moth does, but he ends up persuading her to be his right-hand man. 

Instead of akumatizing her since two at once doesn’t seem to be a thing, they plan to break into Fu’s and steal the actual fox miraculous. Volpina then masquerades as a hero to keep public opinion up while only Ladybug and Chat Noir know she’s actually a villain. Volpina becomes a puppetmaster and observer, keeping an eye on akumas, all the while doing hero duties as part of her facade.

However, she ends up liking being a hero and her grievances with Ladybug are finally settled, thus making her switch sides. So by going rogue she goes on her redemption arc and ends up a hero and joins the fight against Hawk Moth (and maybe becomes a double agent? Spying on Hawk Moth?). Though she keeps his identity and true purpose a secret (cause that would most likely lead to disaster in two different ways).

ALSO, back to the first paragraph, Gabriel takes Lila on as his apprentice (and probably causes an akuma cause of that, Mari’s kinda pissed too). HOWEVER, even though Lila does have a background in fashion and good taste, Gabriel really likes Mari and takes her on as an apprentice too. So the entire season they’re kinda trying to one up each other.

And Gabriel totally ships Mari and Adrien that kinda gets her some points

Apologies, havingbeenbreathedout, but tumblr wasn’t letting me reblog your post. Why? I am not sure. Because aristocratic conspiracies maybe. But here is my reply:

Oh gosh. So I can’t PROVE it was a lunch date. I just like to envision it as one. Like I imagine Marat showed up at lunch time, pulled out a sandwich Simonne Evrard had packed for him, and was like, alright, let’s talk about the political situation.

What we know is, back when France Declared War On Everyone, Marat and Robespierre opposed the war and spoke out about it. They were known for that, and also for other things like supporting the poor and calling out aristocrats, so people began to see them as in league with one another, or as allies/friends. Some people even thought Marat wanted Robespierre installed as a dictator.

Only, they hadn’t ever really met or interacted face to face. So they decided to make this happen. Or one of them did. Marat may have just shown up at Robespierre’s house. Or actual planning was involved. The point is, I imagine it happening over lunch or coffee. The whole thing went about as well as expected, which is to say, not at all.

Our three sources for this are Marat, Robespierre, and Robespierre’s sister Charlotte, and all three accounts need to be taken with huge grains of salt. (Especially Charlotte’s, since it’s being written down years after the fact.)

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Marat on Robespierre:

The first words that Robespierre addressed to me were a reproach for having partially destroyed my journal’s immense revolutionary influence by dipping my pen in the blood of the enemies of freedom, by speaking of hangmen’s nooses and daggers.

“Listen,” I told him straight off. “My journal’s influence didn’t come from methodical analyses of the despicable decrees of the National Assembly. It came from the horrific scandal it spread through the public by unmasking the conspiracies against the public liberty that are continuously hatched by the nation’s enemies–including the monarch, the legislators, and the other authorities–and not by beating around the bush about it! It came from audacity… from the outpouring of my soul, from the enthusiasm of my heart, from my violent denunciations of oppression, from my impetuous outbursts against the oppressors … You can be sure that after the Massacre at the Champ de Mars, if I could have found 2000 followers I would have led them to execute the general Lafayette in the midst of his battalions of brigands, burn the despot in his palace, and impale our atrocious representatives in their seats, just as I said I would at the time.”

Robespierre listened to me, frightened; his face turned pale and he kept silent for a while. The conversation confirmed in me the opinion I had always had of him; that in him were combined the intelligence of a wise senator, the integrity of a genuinely good man, and the zeal of a true patriot, but that he lacked the outlook and the audacity to become a real national leader.

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Robespierre on Marat:

I told him … That he himself had placed an obstacle to the good that the useful truths developed in his writings could accomplish. By insisting on dwelling upon certain absurd and violent proposals, he had disgusted the friends of liberty as much as the partisans of the aristocracy. But he defended his opinions and I persisted in mine.

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Charlotte Robespierre on their meeting:

One day Marat came to see my brother. This visit surprised us, for, usually, Marat and Robespierre had no rapport. They spoke first of affairs in general, then of the turn the revolution was taking; finally, Marat opened the chapter on revolutionary rigors, and complained of the mildness and the excessive indulgence of the government. “You are the man whom I esteem perhaps the most in the world,” Marat said to my brother, “but I would esteem you more if you were less moderate in regard to the aristocrats.” – “I will reproach you with the contrary,” my brother replied; “you are compromising the revolution, you make it hated in ceaselessly calling for heads. The scaffold is a terrible means, and always a grievous one; it must be used soberly and only in the grave cases where the patrie is leaning toward its ruin.” – “I pity you,” said Marat then, “you are not at my level.” – “I would be quite grieved to be at your level,” replied Robespierre. “You misunderstand me,” returned Marat, “we will never be able to work together.” – “That’s possible,” said Robespierre, “and things will only go the better for it.” – “I regret that we could not come to an understanding,” added Marat, “for you are the purest man in the Convention.”

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Mark Steel talks about how great a Danton-Robespierre buddy cop comedy would be but I think an even better one would be Marat-Robespierre.

For more fun with Marat making dinner parties awkward, see the time he crashed the actor Talma’s party in his street clothes to investigate Dumouriez.

bigtallwish  asked:

Concept: take any Shakespeare play and set it during one or more awkward thanksgiving dinners

HAMLET.

TITUS ANDRONICUS.

MACBETH.

There are so many good awkward dinner party scenes in Shakespeare.

The Rantings of an Irrational Fangirl

This rant is so long it’s been helpfully divided into sections for easy browsing!

Japril

They’ve been casually hanging out in my peripheral since season 8. It’s not that I don’t love them, I do. Its just my tunnel vision and manly incapacity to multitask means my focus has been on Merder, Crowen and now Omelia ever since they’ve been together.

At the end of season 11, I was a bit disappointed in April for going back to war a second time. For all the reasons I think it’s wrong of Jackson to serve her an ultimatum, I think it’s more selfish of April to see only her need to heal. They could have done that together, helped each other through. Instead, April found the satisfaction of helping those in need where she could fulfill the nurturing maternal instinct whilst Jackson got on with life- something the majority of people have to do after such tragedy.

So starting season 12 I was leaning towards Jackson’s side. However, what I overlooked is that Sarah Drew is a fantastic actress and can make me feel the need to desperately protect April Kepner. She came back, she said sorry, she had that beautiful hair, those heart-breaking looks, and after episode 5 I was basically watching a high speed tennis rally- didn’t know where to look, who to support…

Episode 6 told me everything I needed to feel and it’s the main reason I enjoyed the episode. It doesn’t even take my 5-year-old nephew to figure out that the impossible hope April had for that adorable kid (amazing little actor by the way) was a direct metaphor for the hope she had for her marriage.

Throughout the episode you saw Jackson begin to realise he needs April more than he thinks. He survived without her as she escaped to the other side of the world and the stubborn part of him probably thinks he doesn’t need her… But he does. To be better at life, he does.

That hug at the end was LIFE ITSELF. I have had the misfortune of having one of those hugs. The way it was acted- ugh, I just wanted to kiss them both with a lot of love- it was superb. It’s that tension that you’ve been building up, frustration stored over months (whether related to the person or not), any hate, any love, any emotion full-stop basically… It all dissolves when you feel the familiar sense of security in those arms. I repeat, that hug was LIFE ITSELF.

Big kudos to Sarah and Jesse for the Japril storyline. They made me miss Omelia 0.1% less.

Maggie (and Richard)

I was about 5 minutes into episode 6 and tweeted something along the lines of “does anyone else sometimes forget that Richard is Maggie’s father”. Let’s be honest, we had those couple of scenes near the beginning of season 11 and we’ve basically not heard from them since.

Maggie is turning into a potential favourite. (I desperately want it to stay as Amelia but I’ll explain that later.) Maggie is consistently good at her job and doesn’t feel the need to have a song and dance about it, meanwhile her personal life is just… Well, for me, her storyline is the most relatable. Any character who can play a UTI storyline so adorably can surely not be hated by anyone.

She is caught between two very stubborn women at home, she’s conflicted about DeLuca, she’s got Richard as a father, her parents are divorcing, she’s a mentally unstable drunk… I mean, realistically I just think Kelly is adorkable and delivers lines like “it doesn’t burn when I pee anymore” and “I can’t have sex with you” perfectly!

I don’t know whether they’re actively avoiding repeating the estranged father relationship storyline (as we saw with Meredith and both Thatcher and Richard) but considering how well Kelly handles the comedic aspect of her role, I’d like to see more of Maggie’s dramatic side to even it out.

Meredith

This lady deserves a section for herself. Firstly she’s a widow raising three children (whether these children are figments of her imagination is yet to be determined, although rumours of sightings in season 11 have been heard). Granted, she has help from many people including day/night/any care but with a full-time job… She’s a hero basically.

She was even heroic enough to teach the idiotic resident a lesson or two whilst taking her husband off life support. Derek dying was MAJOR. We all know this. I’ve not sobbed or ugly cried like that for years. It was DISGUSTING. End of season 11 gave Omelia some hope, the family love fest in the finale made me happy, summer hiatus came, and I learned to get over the loss of Derek. It all felt final and ready for a fresh start, new life… “turn the soil” I think Ellen said.

So why in the hell drag it up again?! They promised a lighter season, a romantic comedy vibe, and that lasted for all of 2 episodes before babies were dying in handsome men’s arms and awkward AF dinner parties were being held. Penny can fuck right off, the storyline is pointless in my opinion.

I’m also not buying into the comparison between Meredith coming in as an intern and Penny coming in as a resident that Richard made in last night’s episode. None of that is the same Webber, shush your face. You had an affair and were worried about the past coming to haunt you? Meredith’s HUSBAND DIED. It’s not the same. Shush.

Callie, Callie, Callie. Still to this day, my favourite scene of Grey’s Anatomy (which is ridiculously hard to pick) is Meredith and Callie getting drunk and singing the vagina song. As with life, new and exciting relationships come along and people drift apart. I can’t help but feel Callie and Meredith’s beef is going to be rather toxic with Penny in the mix. That friendship group of season 11 has potentially served it’s purpose?

To end Meredith’s section, I present ALEX FREAKING KAREV. Season 1, Meredith throws him against a locker and says “And for the record, you smell like crap.” Season 12, they sit in a chapel in silence, hoping for divine intervention. Gizzie and Mertina were so obvious and easy to fall in love with but little did we know Merlex was on the back burner. For me, all their friendship scenes are so simple, so supportive and so… real. They always have been. She’s his big sister and he’s her big brother. It works both ways- it just works.

Omelia

Finally, the main reason for my rant: Owen and Amelia. Whilst the ridiculously pointless Penny storyline grinds on, it’s taking away screentime from more important things- like Omelia. I know this is biased as an Omelia shipper, but come on, 3 out of 6 episodes so far have had NOTHING.

If I weren’t shoulder-deep into the fanfiction world, I would think little of their relationship given the amount of time being dedicated to them from the writers. The first two episodes held so much hope and I was even willing to let episode 3 slide because of the wonderful Jolex screentime that week, but my patience is now wearing thin.

My issue with lack of screentime for couples is that it detracts from their individual characters. This is why Maggie has been creeping forward- they’ve satisfied both Maggie as an individual character and MaLuca as a couple. For Amelia, I’ve spent most my time when she’s on screen wishing her to randomly bump into Owen and smile at him. ANYTHING. The lack of development between them is a mistake I think because if anything happens now, to people not reading fanfiction or shipping them like a freight train, it’s going to look forced, unnatural and too sudden.

I’m looking forward to the next two episodes because I have a feeling a lot of shit is going to go down between Owen and Riggs (is that his name? Also, that accent… LOL.) All Kevin and Caterina scenes tend to be acted beautifully and I genuinely think they deserve a lot more than they’re getting so I expect it from the next two episodes. It goes for them as individuals and as a couple. Caterina in 12x05 and the consequent Omelia scene… They make my heart sing and bleed at the same time and I want more of it.

In summary:

Get Japril to hug every episode until they get their shit together, let’s see more Maggie drama, stop wasting valuable screentime with the Penny storyline and transfer her to some mediocre low-level trauma centre in Ohio already, comfirm the rumours that Meredith actually has children, make sure Alex always knows where Meredith is and GIVE OMELIA SOME FREAKING SCREENTIME.


RANT OVER.

“You’re still reading The Lord of the Rings?”

“Yes. Can’t sleep.”

“Oh. Whereabouts are you?”

“Book 4, Chapter 5, “The Window on the West”. But I’m thinking about earlier events. You know, I’ve come to suspect that the boating accident that supposedly claimed Frodo’s parents wasn’t an accident after all.”

“You think it was murder, right?”

“Obviously.”

Happy Tolkien Reading Day, everybody. This is also Day 27: Can’t sleep of the 31 Day Domestic OTP Sketch Challenge devised by kowabungadoodles.

  1. Milkshake drinking competition
  2. Aggressively feeding ducks
  3. Massage
  4. Secretly shopping for the other
  5. Buying a Pet
  6. New Pet regrets
  7. Sudden rainstorm
  8. Watching terrible television
  9. Sleepy kissing
  10. Starbucks AU
  11. Fighting over fridge space
  12. Sharing a shower
  13. Sexy day dreams
  14. Unfortunate public boner
  15. DIY project
  16. Tickle fight
  17. Spontaneous Musical
  18. Costume party
  19. Walking home drunk
  20. Sex interrupted by phone
  21. Trying a new sport.
  22. Home cooking!
  23. Fell in a river
  24. Minor Phobias
  25. CHRISTMAS FLUFF
  26. Magical AU
  27. Can’t sleep
  28. Night time confessions
  29. Getting lost
  30. Awkward dinner party
  31. Holiday (vacation)!

“John.”

“Hmmm.”

“You can wear the antlers next year.”

“Only if you wear my jumper.”

“Deal.”

Day 25: Christmas Fluff of the 31 Day Domestic OTP Sketch Challenge devised by kowabungadoodles. It’s also my second contribution to this month’s “Let’s Draw Sherlock: Domestic Situations”. Happy Holidays to all who celebrate.

  1. Milkshake drinking competition
  2. Aggressively feeding ducks
  3. Massage
  4. Secretly shopping for the other
  5. Buying a Pet
  6. New Pet regrets
  7. Sudden rainstorm
  8. Watching terrible television
  9. Sleepy kissing
  10. Starbucks AU
  11. Fighting over fridge space
  12. Sharing a shower
  13. Sexy day dreams
  14. Unfortunate public boner
  15. DIY project
  16. Tickle fight
  17. Spontaneous Musical
  18. Costume party
  19. Walking home drunk
  20. Sex interrupted by phone
  21. Trying a new sport.
  22. Home cooking!
  23. Fell in a river
  24. Minor Phobias
  25. CHRISTMAS FLUFF
  26. Magical AU
  27. Can’t sleep
  28. Night time confessions
  29. Getting lost
  30. Awkward dinner party
  31. Holiday (vacation)!