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Granna Hill / Kendall Hill / Pyper Hill / Phoenix Hill
Sugarberry Hill's family WIP (more info to come)
Monsieur New Valet! It's so nice to see and help the Melusines with their small gift for Monsieur.
This is such a wholesome quest, so happy to see Pahsiv meet the Melusines and made friends! Monsieur is such a good parent and guardian. 💙🩵💙🩵
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Have you read Anachronism (My Hero Academia)?
Yes, I am/was in the fandom
Yes, but I’m not in the fandom
No, but I’m in the fandom
No, I’m not in the fandom
Summary: Gran Torino gets booted back to 1970
Author: TheBetterAngelsOfOurNature
Submitter: @staringamassivemistakeintheface
Note from submitter: it is one of the most immersive pieces of literature I have ever read, fic or no. It also happens to be the slowest slowburn to ever simmer. I got sucked in, consumed by it, and I came out changed. Hope you all go through the same process! :)
the demons in your mind
[At the Fontainian Arcade...] Fontainian Guard: Hey! No adults allowed without kids. Wriothesley: Oh, come on, buddy. Why can't you just let me play the game? Fontainian Guard: Hmm, I don't know. Because I'm an adult and, oh, guess what, so are you. Wriothesley: Well, I have kids, sir, all right? They're just not with me. So… I'm gonna be playing- Fontainian Guard: (grabs Wrio's shoulders) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm gonna need you to go ahead and step away. Wriothesley: Well, I just forgot my keys, so- Fontainian Guard: (stammered) Wriothesley: I forgot, I'm a warden of the Fortress of Meropede! Let me in! Fontainian Guard: I know that trick, too! Wriothesley: That's my badge right there! Fontainian Guard: Let me see that badge. No, I know it's not a badge! Wriothesley: Well, you better believe I'll be back! Fontainian Guard: Not without children, you won't! [Minutes later…] Wriothesley: Now, if that guy asks, you're my kids, okay? Leuca: We are your kids. Wriothesley: I know, but rub it in his face. (to the Fontainian Guard) Excuse me, my kids and I would like to come in. Granna: We were made by this guy. Tristane: Yeah. Leuca: He had sex, then we happened! Deal with it! Fontainian Guard: (starts to sob) I was wrong about you. They're beautiful!
3 word prompt: Awkward Third Date. Who? Uhh, some people from DoVE-verse! :D
((OMG. WELL THEN… with apologies to @tybunnythehellmoose for grabbing Anna at the end there))
Grant glared at the stack of papers on his desk. In this day, in this marvelous digital age, how the ever-living FUCK was there THIS MUCH PAPER he still had to deal with?
Fuck this, I’m getting coffee. He stood from his chair so quickly that it shot backwards. He let it roll and headed for the break room.
Johnson, Flowers, and Somerset were all in there, laughing and talking. They straightened up when he walked in, but he shook his head. “No, no, it’s okay, I’m just in sore need of coffee,” he said. “Please, do continue having a good day.”
“Sorry, boss,” Somerset said. “We were just talking about awkward dates.”
“You had to have had some,” Flowers pressed, swooping into his personal space as he pulled a mug out. “Dish!”
“You know I’m your boss, right?” he asked, reaching for the pot.
“I also know who you’re married to.”
Grant stopped and turned to face him. “Aaaaaand, that means what exactly?”
“Ford, c’mon.” That was Johnson, who had been around long enough to have been Grant’s peer at one point. “We all know what she’s like. Sometimes I’ve questioned whether she’s a robot or not.”
“She’s not a robot,” he replied, feeling the need to defend the love of his life. But, before she’d been the love of his life, she’d been hell on goddamn Earth to him, and so he couldn’t help grinning as he added, “But we did have the most awkward third date in history, I’m pretty sure.”
They gathered around with their coffee mugs, like overgrown children looking forward to story time.
And Grant just grinned wider, raised his mug to them, pressed past them and headed back to his office. The ringing sound of disappointment followed after him, and he felt so much better.
He closed the door of the office behind him, set his mug down on the desk, and sat down, leaning back in his chair and smiling at the memory. Then he set the thus-far-untouched coffee aside and headed back to his paperwork, smile still plastered on his face. He paused, then picked up his phone.
[Remember our third date?]
[What brought this up?]
[Just reminiscing]
[I can smell a lie through the phone, Ford]
[No, you can’t, and I was. Remember it?]
[Yes, of course. Why?]
[Let’s try it again tonight. What do you say?]
There was a long pause before she answered.
[You’re on, buddy. If you think you can keep up.]
[Bring it.]
hAPPY CLANNACE DAY, KIDS!!! ✨🤠💕
@philoclock @cleverphil i adore you forever and ever and ever amen
Who are your best friends?
Granna<3
