a different language robert/aaron, vic, andy, chas, diane, andy
GENRE: fluff, deaf!character
SUMMARY: “He can’t hear you,” Vic says, touching Aaron’s arm. Aaron frowns. “What?” “Robert,” she says, gesturing at the blond standing by the bar. "He’s deaf, and he doesn’t wear his hearing aid.”
for the anon who wanted “he can’t hear you” instead of “can you hear me”,
Aaron rubs at his forehead with his thumb. “You can help out here if you like.”
Robert blinks, frowning. “Are you being serious?”
“I’d have to talk to Adam,” Aaron says. Adam’s likely to kick off
about it, but Aaron doesn’t particularly care. Work is picking up, and
if they don’t hire someone soon, they’re going to have to start turning
work away. Aaron’s not inclined to do that, not if they actually want
this to work.
“I’m deaf,” Robert says, looking at Aaron like he’s grown a second head.
“You saying you can’t do the job?” Aaron says. He doesn’t know why
he’s framing it as a challenge, only that something about Robert makes
him say it.
Robert looks amused, but he sobers quickly. “I’m serious.”
“Look,” Aaron says, frustrated. “I’m just offering, if you don’t want
to take it-” he cuts off at the look on Robert’s face, intense
concentration, and Aaron realises he’s talking too quickly. He sighs,
rubs at his forehead again, but talks slower. “Sorry. I wouldn’t offer
if I didn’t think we could work something out. I haven’t forgotten
“Okay,” Robert says. He looks awkward, eyes flicking from the Portacabin then back to Aaron. “Speak to Vic.”
Aaron nods, because if there’s one person who’ll be able to help here, it’s Vic. “Alright.”
2x08 | gotham:tonight’s the night. (requested by anon)
Lee: This is you, Jim. This is all you. She sucked you right back in, didn’t she? Because she still has a hold on you. Her sickness and yours feed off each other. Jim: What do you mean my sickness? I’m not sick. Lee: You see an abyss, and you run toward it. That’s not healthy. Jim: I’m just doing my job.
miraculous au? young figure skating prodigy viktor nikiforov has always been homeschooled by his coach, until he manages to convince him to let him go to a normal college… and somehow ends up a superhero
Hey, everyone, it’s me, fide. That kid that doesn’t shut up on your dash. That one you followed after she went full moreos guy on a tumblr post that went viral.
Brr. Got chills just looking at that artifacted, weirdly-censored-cause-i-pulled-it-straight-from-smosh.com image.
Anyway, if you follow me and/or stalk me you’ve probably seen me posting about a youtube channel I’ve been setting up over the past month. It’s a let’s play channel, and it’s called shakesbear, except it’s not just a let’s play channel.
Well, it is, but it has extras.
Myself and my co-host Sierra are gonna be posting let’s plays of shitty games, for your enjoyment and/or hatred, but we’re also gonna be teaching/yelling/arguing/enlightening you in our podcasts about literature, which will be featuring guests from the entire year of a very small creative writing course at our university. Always wanted to learn more about Kit Marlowe? Shakesbear. Desperately need to add not-off-wikipedia information to your essay about Much Ado About Nothing? Shakesbear. Want to hear two lit students argue over which poet is the most fuckable?
..No, that is really a year-wide argument. Shakesbear.