Friends who still ask you to go out even though you always say no and then don’t pressure you but keep inviting you are the best because they understand that yes you would like to be included but hey you’re also An Introvert™ who gets too drained for major social interactions after 9 pm on weekdays.
They are the best types of friends and deserve all the love.
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Request: angst/fluff fic with Newt cuz i can’t get enough of him. Can it be jealous!Newt x Reader
A/N: There’s more fluff than angst, but who’s complaining right? lol enjoy friends <3
It had been a long night for you and Newt.
You two spent the entire day out sightseeing around New York. When you finally came back late that evening, it was a complete mess in Newt’s case. The mooncalves were running astray, a few of the Occamies had found new tiny homes inside some of Newt’s jars, and not to mention Dougal the Demiguise. The both of you spent a good three hours trying to find him, only to realize he wasn’t in the case at all. He had been gazing in silent awe out the tall living room window.
Neither of you had gotten any sleep, so you both decided to head across the street to grab a cup of coffee. Newt seemed as lively as ever as he held your hand and guided you there, eager for coffee. Underneath that bright exterior of his, you could tell he was exhausted, especially with the way the dark circles under his eyes cast tired shadows over his face. You on the other hand felt like a mess, and was pretty sure you looked like one too.
You sat in a large faded velvet chair as Newt ordered for the both of you. He came over and smiled at you as he sat down. Neither of you said a word, but as you sat there with one hand propped against the side of your head, you realized you were perfectly happy just being in Newt’s company. No speaking required.
title Tiny summaryHow do you even handle a mini human? pairing platonic kakasaku
For @beyondthemoor because I apparently missed Fluff Friday a lot more than I realized?
Kakashi reached under his shirt to scratch his stomach. He squinted at his former teacher. Sunlight blared in from behind his shining golden head. Pinching the bridge of his nose, Kakashi regretted the last whiskey he had accepted the night before.
“And this is…” he trailed off, glancing down.
Beside Minato’s leg, a little head of pink hair poked out.
Minato pressed his hands together in a pleading gesture.
“Come on, Kakashi. Just for the week. Kushina and I’ll pay you,” wheedled Minato.
Kakashi only continued to glare. He focused all his hatred on Minato’s heinous, striped red tie.
I was woken by the sound of my phone shrilly ringing right beside my ear. I groaned in frustration and scrabbled around under my pillow, trying to find the stupid thing and shut it off. My fingers finally located the offending device and I put it up to my ear, not checking to see who it was in my sleep-induced haze.
“Hello?” I yawned croakily, nestling further into my cosy bed.
“Hello, beautiful!” A now familiar voice echoed in my ear, warming my cheeks instantaneously.
I sat bolt upright, spilling covers and pillows all over the place. “Dylan, hi.”
“Are you still in bed?” Dylan gave a deep chuckle, picking up on my sleep-ridden voice.
“I might be,” I answered sheepishly, seeing that it was after one in the afternoon.
Dylan barked a laugh, seemingly finding my abhorrence towards mornings endearing.
“Well, I was ringing to tell you that some people are coming round to your place at four.”
I frowned, processing this bizarre statement. “Why are there people coming here at four?”
“You’ll see. It’s a surprise!” Dylan was trying his best to sound mysterious, but he couldn’t keep the excitement from his voice.
“Okay…” I said hesitantly, completely freaked out by this arrangement.
“Listen, you trust me right?” Dylan asked quickly, his voice earnest.
She’s done everything right, you know. The proof is all around her, puncturing the cadence of her voice when she spits case law like spoken word, stalking her name in effusive headlines and a pristine Wikipedia biography, bleeding out across her Manhattan apartment with its gleaming marble countertops and untouched stainless steel appliances. Modern, the realtor had called it, fit for any young up-and-coming professional like herself who wanted to change the world.
(Can you really change the world? Or does it end up changing you?)
Maka takes a sip of gin number two and loads her social media pages with the kind of loving care Liz applies to assembling her favorite rifle. Ah, looks like Blake and Tsu’s daughter is doing well, smiling wide for the camera with dirt stains on her overalls. Mom and dad beam at her in the background, this product of their steadfast, loving relationship. Better leave a nice comment so they don’t know Auntie Maka is a hateful little human who only sees pictures like these as another reminder of what she’ll never have.
Don’t get her wrong, she’s happy for them. Happy for all of her friends. But that doesn’t silence the little voice in her head whispering where is your hand to hold, your lips to kiss? Yes, she knows it’s petty and unproductive to get sad at others’ happiness; yes, she knows she should be out trying to ‘do something about it’ – she knows more than the sniveling idiots who try to counsel her think she does. Knowing has never been the problem – she’s Maka fucking Albarn, top of her class at Columbia Law School, most sought-after public defender on the East Coast – but knowledge does not translate into action, nor ward away the crippling loneliness that saps her will to do anything at all.
The lump in her throat means it’s time for another drink and another page. Kid and Liz are celebrating their fifth anniversary in the French Alps, sip, looks like Jackie and Kim had a radiant wedding complete with a ring-bearing crow, sip, Killik and Harvar bought a house together in California and can’t wait to begin the adoption process, sip, Stein and Marie are treating each other to foot massages and lazy brunches while their daughter is in summer camp, sip, sip, sip.
So many blissful couples. So much love on her news feed.