One More 2ha Gotcha Prompt – Txj/chu Feinyan For Anon! (@2haaction)

I like to think that all the Weasleys are overprotective over Harry. Like, almost violently overprotective.

I mean, here’s a small boy who lands in your lap, becomes good friends with Ron, and is altogether very sweet. Then they find out he was abused as a child by his aunt and uncle because his parents were killed in front of him as a baby.

In the background, Fred and George definitely cracked a few skulls for him (and Harry would have never noticed because he’s the most oblivious child ever).

Guess what, I’m on my way back from my travels!

Also was looking at the drawing and realized it needed some perspective and just general tweaking.

Either way, I’m looking forward to getting home to my computer to start back up writing the Thadfic again!

Gotta write a fanfic so good he HAS to make them canon. Obviously

Do you guys think Shirtaloon ever checks for fanfiction of He Who Fights with Monsters?

Like do you think he threw out the idea of “Humphrey’s Big Engine” in hopes that some fan would write it? Just kicking his feet as he wrote the joke like “oh god, the shippers are going to LOVE this one!”

The chemistry Jason has with all the men on his team can’t be a mistake. Like that HAS to be intentional. He HAS to have written all their relationships as possible.

I refuse to believe otherwise.

When they part, Jason smirks at him.

“My grandmother would be so proud. Waiting till marriage to kiss my husband like a good Christian boy.”

Clive rolls his eyes, and kisses the smirk off his face.

They talk about Jason coming back. He’d only moved out a few outfits when he was living with Farrah and had been recycling a combination of the same three shirts and two pants. They kiss a few more times, Clive enjoying the novel sensation and Jason feeling like he’d repressing it for far too long.

At last, Jason finally asks.

“So, how about it. Was to go on our… what was it? Fifth? Date?”

They go in the next day, Clive harried and positively miffed at being behind on work. Jason feeling light. It’s a Friday, and for the first time in a while, they head home together.

The next day, Jason plans a picnic. They go out to the nearby park, eat, and head to one of the local museums Clive had mentioned wanting to visit multiple times throughout their marriage. Before it too. Jason has been planning the date before they got married and has simply forgotten about it.

Farrah and Belinda give them shit. But when a few weeks later, the copies of their reports appear bound on Clive’s desk, they know who it was.

(And yes. They do convert Jason’s room into a study and return to the large king Clive has purchased for his own in order to… study. Yeah. Just study.)

A modern day AU where Clive is a lonely researcher and Jason works part time at a dumpling soup shop and at an office supply store.

Clive only goes out for three things - food, office supplies, and basic necessities. Somehow he runs into Jason doing all three of these. And somehow, the chef/server who will let Clive rant about his research, coworkers, the university (all while looking very interested), remembers his name and says hi to him every time they see each other.

Maybe you think a ship is problematic, but ask yourself this: is it wedged sideways in the suez canal disrupting 12% of global maritime trade?

Sequel to “From Prince to Pet”

I worked on this briefly over the semester but never quite finished it. It’s not as kinky as the first one, but I did pack it full of feelings. So, in honor of finally finishing my finals, I finished and posted it. I hope you all like it! I’m trying hard to get back into the hang of writing, being a STEM major really kills the whole creative vibe.

Link can be found here.

They make me miserable

Teacher AU inspired by a real conversation between 2 of my teachers who where both married middle aged men, with families of their own. 

SQH, to SQQ: your taste in men is not superior to mine. you just like them a little weepy. you’d fuck a snake if it cried

ZZL, crawling from under the bed: …would you ?