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crownsspades · 5 months
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a compilation of magnus protocol crack theories and headcanons i have made in the 3rd tma discord server
every single character is trans. all of them. that's why it's called T-magp
redcanary is actually danny stoker, he dies on an urban exploration mission gone wrong in every timeline
alice is actually transfem tim stoker, she has a different surname because she was married and divorced
canary became an eye avatar and is now dating the anglerfish
the OIAR was started by jurgen leitner? stupid idiot motherfu-
sam, alice and gwen fall into my specific headcanon camp of "idk what label they do use but they are not attracted to the opposite gender" (gay, aroace or some combination of the two)
(therefore, sam and alice could have dated for several reasons but broke up when they realized they liked each other platonically, not romantically)
jon and martin will make contact with the office by joining a game of singleplayer minecraft. don't ask how minecraft got onto the office computers. alice might have installed it, then it somehow actually worked out of spite. maybe it straight up installed itself. whatever the case, colin does not want to know
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sananaryon · 6 months
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Magnus Archives dudes ranked by how much I, an aroace lesbian, would want to fuck them
Jonathan Sims - 7/10
Fairly middle of the road academic, would be the worst to make breakfast for the day after, but gets point for being a mess.
Martin Blackwood - 1/10
It's good for others but the teddybear vibes dont do it for me, i'm sorry
Tim Stoker - 9/10
He seems fun and I think he'd understand that this is no strings attached, we'd have a good time.
Elias Bouchard - 6/10
Evil old men are fuckable, but loses points for being the worst.
Gerard Keay - 3/10
I wouldn't fuck Gerard, I'd make him good food and let him stay at my place for as long as he needs.
Jurgen Leitner - 5/10
Look. He gets a worse rap than he deserves. That said he loses points for probably talking too much during sex.
Michael Crew - 7/10
I like his powers and he seems like a fun guy to fuck, plus scars are hot but seeing them also involves seeing a semi-buff dude shirtless which is like my biggest turnoff.
Michael Distortion - 6/10
I am a monsterfucker but i don't like his voice.
Peter Lukas - 3/10
Bear DILF is a great vibe but i feel like he'd wanna do it in Lonely and i'm cold at the moment so that sounds awful.
Oliver Banks - 3/10
He'd be an 10 if he hadn't said anything to trigger my thanatophobia halfway through. He'd make good breakfast after though.
Adelard Decker - 7/10
Saved more people than Gertrude, I'd fuck him just for that.
Eric Delano - 9/10
DILF
Michael Shelley (pre-Distortion) - 3/10
Another one that just doesn't do it for me, but he's cute enough.
Mikaele Salesa - 10/10
He has sugar daddy vibes, I'd fuck him for a new ps5 and he'd pay my bills.
Breekon & Hope - 10/10
Worse ways to spend a weekend than being spitroasted by buff delivery men with sexy voices.
John Amherst - 1/10
He has every std
Maxwell Rayner - 2/10
I mean, he's hot enough but next to Manuela everyone is a 1. This is the one time i let my lesbianism influence my judgement
Jordan Kennedy - 6/10
The ants are a turnoff but I respect a working man
Jared Hopworth - 10/10
I DO NOT NEED TO JUSTIFY THIS ONE
Tom Haan - 4/10
Cannibalism is hotter when women do it, I lied about not letting my lesbianism decide.
Robert Montauk - 8/10
Dilf AND serial killer? My panties are already wet
Trevor Herbert - 4/10
Points for being the same as Robert but he was mean to Daisy so fuck him in a non sexy way
Simon Fairchild - 4/10
His optimism just gets to the point of annoying, dude shut up about what a lovely day it is while im sucking you off!
Edwin Burroughs - 7/10
I wouldn't need possession to corrupt him
Raymond Fielding - 5/10
Middle of the road, I wouldn't say no but i wouldn't initiate.
Robert Smirke - 10/10
This is 100% because i study architecture and fucking Robert Smirke would give bragging rights forever.
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ao3feed-jonmartin · 4 months
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You're Severely Mistaken
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/c3Wgt5m by VinylFox_Books “Do you think he’d mind me wearing my pride shirt to work tomorrow?” Sasha asks Tim over the phone, holding said shirt up in front of her. It’s an atrocious thing that Tim got her when she came out to him, it’s got a big 404 on it and under is ‘attraction not found’ in the aroace colours. “I mean, it’s the first day of pride month, he has to.” Tim hums in response, then swears and there’s some sort of gun sound from a vintage video game that comes through the call, “If he has a problem with it, we could just report it as workplace discrimination or something. But me, I’m going all out. You know that bi flag button up I got last year.” “I mean… I don’t think Elias would do much about it.” Sasha cringes, throwing the shirt on her bed, “He seems particularly happy about Jon being the head archivist. I’m pretty sure that Jon could murder someone and keep his job."   ...   Tim and Sasha are nervous about dressing up for pride month because Jon, to them, seems like the old homophobic boss that grumbles about 'kids and their sexualities and blue hair.' Turns out, they were wrong. Words: 1788, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 4 of Magnus Archives Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Sasha James, Tim Stoker (The Magnus Archives) Relationships: Sasha James & Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist & Tim Stoker, Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist Additional Tags: Mentioned Martin Blackwood, Established Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, He/Him and They/Them Pronouns for Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Coming Out, accidental misgendering, Aromantic Sasha James, SHE'S AROACE, Bisexual Tim Stoker (The Magnus Archives), Asexual Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Demiromantic Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/c3Wgt5m
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secretlyhuntokar · 4 months
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im aroace and hit all your faves with the aro beam and ace beam guess what's happened now
aroace Crowley
aroace Aziraphale
demiromantic asexual (sex-neutral) Doctor
demiromantic asexual (sex-repulsed) Master
aromantic Sasha James
frayromantic Tim Stoker
asexual (sex-neutral) Martin Blackwood
aromantic Helen Distortion
aroace Michael Shelley/Distortion
asexual Jonny D'Ville
aromantic asexual (sex-positive) River Song
aroace Saiki K (honestly this one is canon but i see people ignoring it all the time so im adding it)
demiromantic, greyromantic Arthur Pendragon
demisexual, demiromantic Merlin
demisexual Gertrude Robinson
greysexual Agnes Montague
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genrebender · 1 year
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Some Canonically Queer Characters:
Asexuals and/or Aromatic:
-Jon Sims - asexual biromantic (The Magnus Archives)
-Jay - aromatic & asexual (Supernatural Academy -in show not sure about books)
-Alastor - aroace (Hazbin Hotel)
-Caduseus Clay - aroace (Critical Role: Campaign two the Mighty Nein)
-Lilith Clawthorne - aroace (The Owl House)
-Artemis/Diana aroace (PJO)
-Hestia aroace (PJO)
-Athena/Minerva alloromantic & asexual (PJO)
-Reyna Ramírez-Arellano alloromatic & asexual (PJO)
Bisexual:
-Luz Noceda (The Owl House)
-Korra (The Legend of Korra)
-Asami Sato (The Legend of Korra)
-Millie (Helluva Boss)
-Moxxie (Helluva Boss)
-Loki (Marvel Comics and MCU)
-Loki (PJO/Magnus Chase books/Riordianverse)
-Tony Stark (Marvel Comics only)
-Logan/Wolverine (Comics non 161 universe)
-Jesper Fahey (Grishaverse/Six of Crows)
-Nina Zenik (Grishaverse/Six of Crows)
-Tommy Shepherd (Marvel Comics)
-David Alleyne (Marvel Comics)
-Hercules (Marvel Comics)
-Marvel Boy (Marvel Comics)
-Yizhi (Iron Widow)
-Shimin (Iron Widow)
-Zetain (Iron Widow)
-Mystique (Marvel Comics)
-Kate “Kitty” Pride (Marvel Comics)
-Harley Quinn (DC)
-Poison Ivy (DC)
-Catwoman (DC)
-Joker (DC)
-Tim Drake (DC)
-Wonder Woman (DC)
-Yuuri Katsuki (Yuri!!! On Ice)
-Bow (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power)
-Glimmer (She-Ra)
-Mermista (She-Ra)
-Sea Hawk (She-Ra)
-Lonnie (She-Ra)
-Rogelio (She-Ra)
-Kyle (She-Ra)
-Entrapta (She-Ra)
-Tim Stoker (TMA)
-Georgie Barker (TMA)
-Vax’ildan (Crit Role: Campaign 1 Vox Machina/TLOVM)
-Vex’ahlia (Vox Machina/TLOVM)
-Allura (Vox Machina)
-Caleb Widowgast (Mighty Nein)
-Mollymauk/Lucien/Kingsley Tealeaf (Mighty Nein)
-Laerryn Coramar-Seelie (EXU Calamity)
-Juno Steel (The Penumbra Podcast)
-Star Lord (Marvel Comics)
-Apollo (PJO)
-Zeus/Jupiter (PJO)
-Poseidon/Neptune (PJO)
Demisexual:
-Keyleth (Vox Machina/TLOVM)
-Essek Theylss - demisexual & demiromantic (The Mighty Nein)
Pansexual:
-Deadpool (Marvel Comics and implied in movies)
-Blitzø (Helluva Boss)
-Rita (The Penumbra Podcast)
Lesbian:
-Adora (She-Ra)
-Catra (She-Ra)
-Perfuma (She-Ra)
-Scorpia (She-Ra)
-Netossa (She-Ra)
-Spinnerella (She-Ra)
-Kima of Vord (Vox Machina/TLOVM)
-Beauregard Lionett (The Mighty Nein)
-Yahsa Nydoorin (The Mighty Nein)
-Kara Brunehilde (Venture Maidens)
-Rem (Venture Maidens)
-Gidget (Venture Maidens)
-Hemithea (Riodianverse)
-Josephine (Riodianverse)
-Lavinia Asimov (Riodianverse)
Gay/Achillean:
-George (She-Ra)
-Lance (She-Ra)
-Double Trouble (She-Ra)
-Taryon Darrington (Vox Machina/TLOVM)
-Shaun Gilmore (Vox Machina/TLOVM)
-Orym (Critical Role: Campaign 3 Hell’s Bells)
-Teddy Altman (Marvel Comics)
-Billy Kaplan (Marvel Comics)
-Bobby Drake (Marvel Comics)
-Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)
-Cecil Gershwin Palmer (WTNV)
-Carlos (Welcome to Night Vale)
-Nico di Angelo (PJO)
-Hyacinthus (PJO)
-Ganymede (PJO)
-Wylan Van Eck (Grishaverse)
Trans (M&F):
-Jewelstar (She-Ra)
-Perfuma (She-Ra)
-Khemdal Dust (The Mighty Nein)
-Terra (The Mighty Nein)
-Yussa Errenis (The Mighty Nein)
-Sipriotes (Riodianverse)
Nonbinary:
-Double Trouble (She-Ra)
-Jay (Supernatural Academy)
-Bryce Feelid (The Mighty Nein)
-Juno Steel (The Penumbra Podcast)
-Raine Whispers (TOH)
-Masha (TOH)
-Pottery Barn??? (Riodianverse)
-Mother William non-binary & two-spirit (Riordianverse)
Gender-fluid:
-Loki (Marvel Comics)
-Loki (Magnus Chase books)
-Mollymauk Tealeaf (The Might Nein)
-Bryce Feelid (The Mighty Nein)
-Alex Fierro (Magnus Chase books)
Not specified in cannon but generally queer:
-Amity Blight (TOH)
-Raine Whispers (TOH)
-Ed’s Clawthorne (TOH)
-Mara (She-Ra)
-Martin Blackwood MLM (TMA)
-Melanie King WLW (TMA)
-Victor Nikiforov (Yuri!!! On Ice)
-Scanlan Shorthalt (Vox Machina/TLOVM)
-Zahra Hydris (Vox Machina/TLOVM)
-Stolas (Helluva Boss)
-Eadwulf Grieve (The Mighty Nein)
-Zerxus Ilerez (EXU Calamity)
-Will Solace (PJO)
-Magnus Chase (Riodianverse)
-Piper McLean (PJO)
Polyamorous:
-Yizhi (Iron Widow)
-Li Shimin (Iron Widow)
-Wu Zetain (Iron Widow)
-Star Lord (Marvel Comics)
-Caleb Widowgast (The Mighty Nein)
-Astrid Becke (The Mighty Nein)
-Eadwulf Grieve (The Mighty Nein)
-Lonnie (She-Ra)
-Rogelio (She-Ra)
-Kyle (She-Ra)
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blazeismyname · 7 months
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My friends have managed to sneak in Mechs references into EVERYTHING I've weighed them for storywise before I was a Mechs fan
Lyfassir- My friend helped me put together a dragon (coughs in hi, @secretlyhuntokar , it was you /lh) a purple, green, and orange color schemed round base inspired by mushrooms. His complete lore is that he slept under a tree covered in mushrooms in a field of mushrooms and essentially got taken over by them. Worst part was that this was when I couldn't tell Gunpowder Tim from Tim Stoker- (Also, if you like dragon Lyfrassir (I see that reblog >:)) I have a Playlist of videos with him it: )
Aurora- A bunch unanimously chose this name for a character in my main book. They're a cool ass mom type charcter who can be summed up via their interest. These being crystals, mushrooms, old shows, flowers, space, and makeup
Ivy- They also unanimously chose this name for my silly transfem aroace character in the same book. They all chose this name for the thought-to-be slightly dumb skirt spinny who is actually a huge book worm, a history and science buff, and has looked into magic and is properties deeply. I rest my case
And now that I've become DEEPLY invested in these space pirates, I can say with pure confidence that my friends are dumb (/j) geniuses
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cashew-cow · 1 year
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mandatory pride month drawing for all the gays out there
[Image ID: a digital illustration of a polaroid. it depicts the cast of season one of the magnus archives, who are, from left to right, sasha james, tim stoker, jon sims, and martin blackwood. sasha is hall and is holding the polaroid camera and showing a peace sign. she has brown skin, curly space buns and round glasses. she’s wearing a gray tank top, an aroace bracelet, and a trans bracelet. behind her is tim, who is white and has purple hair. he’s wearing a pink crop top, a rainbow collar, and has one hand visible above sasha’s head. his stomach is exposed and his other hand is doing bunny ears behind jon’s head. jon is very short, hunched over and frowning at tim. he has brown skin and short graying hair. he’s wearing a green button down with asexual, bisexual, and trans pins on it. he has square glasses and a glasses chain. next to him is martin, who has red hair and a blue sweater. he’s tall and fat, and making a heart shape with his hands. he has a cream colored scarf and a trans pin, a pin with ‘he/him’ pronouns on it, and a mlm pin. he has round glasses and looks uncomfortable. the background is a rainbow and there is ‘pride month 2016’ written on the polaroid frame around the image. End ID]
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uncanniquin · 1 year
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TMA gender and sexuality headcanons that no one asked for (btw I know of a few canon things like Jon’s asexuality and Martin being gay, but I don’t know much of what’s been confirmed past that so don’t come for me if I accidentally headcanon them as otherwise)
Jonathan Sims - Nonbinary Asexual Demiromantic (He/Him + the occasional historical neopronouns)
Martin Blackwood - Gay & trans (He/Him)
Elias Bouchard - Idk man, leaving an avatar of another entity to watch over your big important project seems kinda gay (He/Him)
Tim Stoker - Bisexual (He/Him)
Sasha James - Genderqueer bisexual (She/they)
Melanie King - Bisexual (She/they)
Basira - Lesbian (she/they)
Daisy - Nonbinary Bi lesbian (she/her)
Michael Distortion - It has no fucking clue man. It’s had its who torn from its what. Labels mean nothing anymore. (Any pronouns)
Michael Shelley - Was still questioning when he was sent to Sannikov land (He/they)
Nikola Orsinov - a trans icon. Perhaps also aroace (It/she/they + he/him only on special occasions)
Peter Lukas - Aroace (he/him)
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Alix is aro and has such swag
The Unplanned Variable (The Outer Worlds player) is the rare case where I think aroace is the intended default position in a western RPG
Tim Stoker from The Magnus Archives is a Casanova that never settled down or showed interest in romance beyond simple flirting or an actual tool to use
Oh heck yeah, Alix having aro swag is literally canon (at least, she is canonically aro and in my opinion she has swag)
I don't know who those other people are but that's awesome, thank you for sending these!!
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whenitgrowsbright · 1 year
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IM COSPLAYING TIM STOKER
I WENT TO SHREK THE MUSICAL
I AM BI AROACE DEMIBOY
I HAVE THE POWER
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calsvoid · 4 months
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Okay I gotta ask for Sebastian, but I'm also going to ask for Tim Stoker, Jason Todd, and Annabeth chase for the blorbos bingo card.
character bingo
sebastian smythe
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don’t know enough about tim stoker sorry
jason todd
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hate is a strong word for my feelings, i just half jokingly hc the majority of batfam as aroace and don’t vibe with jason’s ships as a result
annabeth chase
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i don’t know a lot about her because i haven’t really dipped into percy jackson, but i’m planning to actually properly get into it when i have the time because it is so my thing and becoming obsessed with it is a goal of mine. i love her so much though so far like that is the girl of all time
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aroconfusion · 3 years
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okay but the possibilities of aroace tim stoker…
- he didn’t realize that other ppl thought he was flirting, he just rlly likes (or liked before all his ~trauma~) meeting ppl or being friendly
- once he figures out that ppl interpret his being nice as flirting he keeps doing it bc he thinks it’s fun and funny (as long as he knows the other person isn’t super invested while he isnt)
- when he meets sasha and jon at tmi and flirts with them
- and sasha and jon make eye contact (ik sasha wasnt in research it was during lunch break idk)
- and with their gaydar but for aspecs they decide, this man is ace (jon) and this man is aro (sasha)
- together they help tim figure it out and he is so happy to finally understand why he doesn’t always understand
- his only regret is that he couldn’t tell danny abt it
- he is sex favorable and romance favorable, so he wouldn’t mind a qpr or soft romo type relationship
- he and sasha are aro buddies and he and jon are ace buddies
- martin is the resident allo if the archives and they all tease him for it
- or martin is also ace, tbh i like both
- he and sasha have a qpr together and when sasha gets replaced there is so much Angst bc they don’t have a qpr anymore and his apartment feels empty and theres something missing but what…
anyways just all the possibilities of aroace time stoker
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fuckthisshitimin · 2 years
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He’s a boy and her friend so he’s her boyfriend, and he loves her so she’s his lover - romance has nothing to do with the fact that they are in love.
I wanna go for a ride with you, but only literally,
I’d really love to hang at your place if you’ve actually got coffee (???)
I love you so much but not that way (???)
I don’t wanna take that step I just want you to stay (Jon&Martin)
Lyrics are from D&D and Asexuality. More to come!
(and yes, I used screenshots from Thelma and Louise as a reference)
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ao3feed-jonmartin · 9 months
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The Trouble is Ghosts Aren't Real
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/iz0MHBL by Pitchpine Timothy Stoker and Jonathan Sims are perfectly normal private investigators who have just moved to the quaint town of Stoneworth. Absolutely nothing sinister or spooky is going on, Jon definitely doesn't drink blood, Tim doesn't smell like wet dog, and their new flat most certainly isn't haunted. After all, ghosts aren't real. Right? ... In other words: Vampire!Jon and Werewolf!Tim move their private eye business to a small English university town expecting it to be quieter than London. Then ghost!Martin appears, local grad student Sasha James brings a string of disappearances to their attention, the police are werewolves, the academics are vampires, and the gentry are mad scientists. But despite it all, Jon adamantly maintains that ghosts definitely, certainly, absolutely are NOT real, thank you VERY much. Updates Thursdays. Chapter count will change as I continue drafting. Words: 264, Chapters: 1/12, Language: English Fandoms: The Magnus Archives (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Martin Blackwood, Sasha James, Tim Stoker (The Magnus Archives), Gerard Keay, Peter Lukas, Elias Bouchard | Jonah Magnus Relationships: Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist, Sasha James/Tim Stoker Additional Tags: Vampire!Jonathan Sims, Werewolf!Tim Stoker, ghost!martin blackwood, Or Is he?, that's the question, Everybody Lives, (some are undead), (but that counts), Martin will get better! I would never deny him corporeal Jon hugs, Fluff and Angst, Alternate Universe - Being Human (UK) Fusion, Sort Of, It started out as a being human!AU, Non-tma vampires, I made them sexy again, Canon Asexual Character, aroace Gerard Keay, Content Warnings in Chapter Notes, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Not Beta Read, Not Britpicked, Cannibalism, Blood Drinking, Body Horror, Murder, Unethical Experimentation, but it will be fun and fluffy I promise!, Vampire hunter!Gerard Keay, Jon and Tim are private investigators, Solving spooky mysteries, Falling In Love!, romance!, Asexual Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/iz0MHBL
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bluejayblueskies · 3 years
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storge
n. familial love, born out of familiarity or dependence; a natural, unforced, instinctual love
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Fandom: The Magnus Archives
Relationships: Danny Stoker & Tim Stoker, Sasha James & Tim Stoker (background)
Characters: Tim Stoker, Danny Stoker, Sasha James, Minor OCs
Additional Tags: AU - No Supernatural, AU - Everyone Lives/No One Dies, Internalized Acephobia/Arophobia, Implied/Referenced Arophobia (minor), Aromantic Character, Asexual Character
Summary:
Danny finished the last slice of the pizza they’d ordered, stared at the credits scrolling across Tim’s television screen from the cheesy Valentine’s Day rom-com they’d just finished watching, and said with feigned casualness, “I don’t think that’s for me.”
Tim, who had wanted that last slice of pizza, thank you very much, rolled his eyes and said, “Well, then I’m picking the pizza toppings next time. Maybe then we won’t have a pizza that only tastes like jalapeños.”
“Oh, absolutely not. Last time you put pineapple and pepperoni on it, which is grounds for termination from topping-decisions for life.” Danny paused, and then he took his eyes away from the television, looked at Tim, and said, with distinctly less casualness, “I meant the movie. Um. The romance part, specifically.”
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Additional warnings: - character forcing himself to stay in a romantic situation even after he becomes uncomfortable - character mentioning the possibility of forcing himself to have sex with someone (doesn’t actually occur)
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So here’s the thing: Tim is terrible at giving gifts. It doesn’t matter how long he’s known someone or how many of their favorites he can list off the top of his head—he still always ends up getting them something so incredibly, horribly generic because he just can’t do it. Sasha’s never going to let him live down the time he got her the exact same mug she keeps in the archives because he panicked, okay? And it was the only thing he could think of that wasn’t just candles or soap.
 (“I honestly would have preferred soap,” Sasha said as she covered her mouth with one hand to stifle her laugher, the other still grasping the mug. Tim was significantly less amused.)
 The one silver lining to the whole thing is that it’s never been a problem with Danny. Not because Tim is necessarily any better at getting gifts for him, but because Danny treats each and every gift from Tim like it’s something incredibly special and unique. Once, Tim got him a six-pack of plain black socks—just to test his theory that Danny was just being nice, or maybe just as a joke (or possibly both)—and Danny said, with a million-dollar smile, “You know, I was just thinking the other day how cool it would look to pair a patterned sock with a black one. This is great, Tim!”
 Yeah, Tim’s pretty sure that Danny’s just fucking with him at this point. But honestly, Tim doesn’t really mind. It takes a lot of pressure off him during any of the traditional gift-giving seasons because he knows that whatever he gets Danny, Danny will just smile and thank him like it was what he’d always wanted.
 Maybe that’s why Danny does it, Tim thinks as he stares at the dozens of tabs open on his computer, each for a different online retailer. To relieve the pressure.
 If so, then Tim’s really ruining the whole thing now, isn’t he? Because instead of doing that follow-up Jon requested two days ago, Tim’s been agonizing over whether to get a mug or a shirt or a pin, or maybe something more personal like those sunglasses he’d seen the other day, or—
 Or maybe something from the million other terrible ideas Tim’s had. With a long, drawn-out groan, he pushes back from his desk, stands with a too-loud pop of his back that has Sasha glancing up from her paperwork with a grimace, and makes his way to the breakroom.
 He needs coffee.
 As he waits for the pot to brew—because he’s the only one who drinks coffee in the archives (and yes, Sasha’s intricately named espresso beverages are technically coffee, but he doesn’t deign to count them)—he closes his eyes and tries to convince himself, yet again, that there’s a good reason he’s putting himself through this, and that no, it is not a stupid idea that has a ninety-nine percent chance of backfiring horribly.
 It had gone like this:
 Four months ago, Danny had finished the last slice of the pizza they’d ordered, stared at the credits scrolling across Tim’s television screen from the cheesy Valentine’s Day rom-com they’d just finished watching, and said with feigned casualness, “I don’t think that’s for me.”
 Tim, who had wanted that last slice of pizza, thank you very much, rolled his eyes and said, “Well, then I’m picking the pizza toppings next time. Maybe then we won’t have a pizza that only tastes like jalapeños.”
 “Oh, absolutely not. Last time you put pineapple and pepperoni on it, which is grounds for termination from topping-decisions for life.” Danny paused, and then he took his eyes away from the television, looked at Tim, and said, with distinctly less casualness, “I meant the movie. Um. The romance part, specifically.” Then, with a disarming smile: “I’ve got the comedy more than covered, after all. I told you I got that wedding gig, right? Maybe I can try some of my jokes on you.”
 Danny opened his mouth again, clearly ready to launch into a demonstration of his latest vocational pursuit, but Tim’s brain had finally parsed Danny’s words enough to say, maybe a bit too abruptly, “Hold on, hold on. Let’s go back to the romance bit, yeah?”
 He really, really hoped the statement had come off less accusatory and more encouraging. It must have worked because Danny’s smile faded into an expression that didn’t look afraid, only nervous. Still, Tim felt the need to add, with the edges of his words sanded down into something softer, “Obviously, you don’t have to tell me anything you aren’t comfortable with. But I’m all ears.”
 “Mm, they are pretty big,” Danny quipped. “Only going to get bigger, too.”
 Tim just sat back on the couch, crossed his arms, and waited. The credits on the screen continued to roll, the peppy pop music that accompanied them disrupting what might have, in any other situation, been an awkward silence. It still felt like an awkward something.
 Then, Danny sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, worried it for a few seconds, and said, “Okay, so- you remember telling me about when you figured out you were ace, right?”
 “Right,” Tim said.
 “Right,” Danny echoed. He fiddled with the silver ring on his left thumb absently, like he always did when he was nervous or when he had a million things racing through his head and he was trying to decide which thread to pull that would make them all come together into a neatly-stitched pattern. “Well, I guess all the stuff you said about liking sex but not wanting it with anyone in particular got me thinking about things that I like. And, uh. Things that I don’t.”
 There was another pause. The television screen had gone dark and the silence that stretched over them didn’t feel awkward anymore. Just heavy. Danny gave the ring on his finger another twist and said, “It had never really occurred to me that I could like to do something but not with anyone in particular, you know? Like- okay, so I enjoy flirting. I think all those stupid, cheesy pickup lines are hilarious, and seeing how people react to them is really fun. I mean, sometimes people laugh, sometimes people get annoyed, and sometimes people blush. But I never want anything out of it, you know?”
 Danny stared at the blank screen; the profile of his face showed a smile, but the lines of his forehead and the creases around his eyes were tight. Wordlessly, Tim moved closer so that his shoulder pressed against Danny’s, light enough that it wasn’t oppressive but a grounding presence all the same. From the way that Danny relaxed slightly at the touch, Tim decided that it was a good move.
 “One time, actually, someone offered to buy me a drink. You would have liked him, Tim—he had this really strong jawline, little bit of a five o’clock shadow, bright red hair. So I got the drink, and we talked, and even though he was funny and I had to stop sipping my drink because I kept choking on it when he would tell another joke, I just had this itching underneath my skin, like I just couldn’t get comfortable. But,” Danny said with a tight smile, “I ignored it. I told myself, You flirted with him first, Danny Stoker, and this is what happens when you flirt with people. Sometimes, they flirt back. So I had my drink. And then another, you know, because drinks are like potato chips, you can’t have just one.
 “He didn’t ask me to- to come back to his place or whatever, which was- god, I don’t know what I would have done.” Danny bit his lip, leaned more heavily into Tim’s shoulder. “Probably would have said yes? And I don’t need you to tell me that that would have been stupid. I know.
 “Instead, he gave me his number on one of those fancy business cards—I don’t really remember for what company, I threw it away as soon as I got home—and told me to call him. And I knew, as soon as he said that, that I wasn’t going to. That it- it wasn’t fun anymore, because there was this expectation to deliver.” Danny’s forehead creased, and he shook his head slowly. “No, that’s- that’s not quite right. An expectation to reciprocate, maybe?
 “The thing is, the idea of romance and dating and all of that sounds interesting in theory, and sometimes I can even imagine myself doing it—albeit not with anyone in particular, just like as a thought exercise I guess. I tried, a few times, to put a specific face to whoever I was going on lovely Italian wine tours with or- or hand-feeding grapes to on a bed on some island. Tim, don’t make that face, wine tours and grape feeding are peak romance. Uh, I think.
 “Anyway, anytime I tried to imagine dating someone instead of just dating, I got that same itching feeling under my skin. And I thought, well, I’m just not picking the right people. It’s got to be someone I really like, you know, someone I care about. Clearly, red-haired guy had not been the one.
 “And then… I found someone. Her name was Ash and she was just everything I ever could have wanted. She was funny and brave and did this little thing with her nose when she laughed that made me laugh, and she was a much better rock climber than me but I was better at rappelling because she could never trust herself to lean back unless someone guided her down, and I really, really thought that it could be her, you know? I knew that I loved her, and even though most of my standard lines bounced right off her, a few stuck. If I tried, really tried, I even thought I could picture it: every single corny, cheesy date I’d ever imagined, with her face cut and pasted into the image. It was a bit like a bad Photoshop edit, you know, where the edges clearly didn’t fit? But I ignored it because it fit well enough, and she made me happy.”
 Danny took a long breath and let it out just as slowly. Tim thought of a million things to say, a million reassurances, that he eventually let sink to the back of his mind and dissipate. Instead, he fought back against the instinct to break the silence with a laugh or a word or just a noise and instead leaned further back against the couch. Patience was not his strong suit, but he could do it for Danny.
 Finally, Danny continued, “And then one day, she… she asked me out. I guess I must have looked pretty shocked because she laughed and said that she’d been flirting with me for weeks, just like I’d been with her, and so there was no need to look so surprised. The thing is, I hadn’t even noticed. Every time she’d made some joke and I’d laughed, I’d thought that was just normal. Being friends, you know? Maybe that’s stupid, given that I’d been flirting with her too. Maybe not. I don’t know.
 “I said yes. And spent the next four days regretting it. I just couldn’t stop thinking about it. We were planning on going out to dinner that Friday, and the entire night before I got maybe an hour of sleep? I just kept thinking, you know, is she going to want to hold hands? Is she going to want to kiss me? Is she going to want to do more than kiss? What about other things, the wine and the grapes and rings and weddings and kids and—”
 Danny cut off with a sigh, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes. “Yeah, so I called her an hour before I was supposed to meet her at the restaurant and said that something had come up and I couldn’t make it. Which was a lie of course, and I’m pretty sure she could tell because instead of asking what was wrong or what had come up, she just said okay. In a voice that sounded like it very much wasn’t okay. And when she hung up, I realized we hadn’t scheduled a new date. And it filled me with so much relief that I just felt guilty, because I still loved her, you know? And I just couldn’t understand what I was doing wrong, why I liked to flirt but felt so uncomfortable when it actually worked, why the idea of dating didn’t bother me until it became a reality, why every single ‘crush’ I had just felt so forced even if I cared about the person so much it hurt.
 “And then you told me that you were ace, and you talked about how it felt to be ace, and I just couldn’t stop thinking about Ash. I didn’t think that your situation was the same as mine, but it just—it felt close? So I finally thought to look up how I felt. And I’m still not one-hundred percent sure what label fits or whatever, but just knowing that there’s labels at all, that there are people out there who feel the way that I feel and that I’m not just- just doing it wrong—god, it was just this huge weight lifted off my shoulders.”
 Danny laughed, a bit harshly, born more of a release of nerves than of humor. “Is it a bit weird that I still really like to flirt? Maybe I should give a disclaimer before every pickup line: Hello, I’m Danny Stoker, I’m some flavor of aromantic and asexual, this flirting is purely platonic. Hmm, that’s a bit wordy.”
 Then, a smile cracked Danny’s face in two, tinged with more than a hint of devilish teasing. “Maybe I’ll make a business card.”
 Finally, Tim broke his vow of silence with a snort. He nudged Danny’s side with his elbow and said, “It can be a family venture. Stoker and Stoker, aspec brothers in crime.”
 Danny’s smile softened into something subtler, and he said, with an unusual amount of sincerity in his voice, “Thanks, Tim. I… I mean, I didn’t think you would react badly, but still. Thanks.”
 And Tim’s heart broke just a little, and he pulled Danny to his side and wrapped his arms around him tightly. “Never,” he said firmly. “I’m really glad you told me, Danny. Really, really glad.”
 So yeah. Tim can’t mess this gift up, because Danny had trusted him with this part of himself, and Tim really, really wants to support him in every possible way. Even if that way involves cheesy novelty mugs striped with the colors of the aromantic flag.
 Ugh.
 Tim grabs his distinctly not cheesy plain black mug of coffee and makes his way back to his desk, entirely absorbed in a swirling mess of thoughts filled with blacks and greens and whites and purples. Which is why he doesn’t notice Sasha sitting at his desk until he nearly sits on top of her.
 “Christ,” Tim says, jumping back so quickly he nearly spills his coffee. Sasha barely acknowledges him; she’s too busy typing away at something on his computer, and when Tim looks over her shoulder, he realizes with a sickening horror that she’s closed all but a few tabs on his computer. Tabs that he’d carefully curated. Tabs that he needs.
 (Tabs full of indecision and terrible, terrible ideas. But he needs them all the same.)
 “I hope,” Tim says with a voice that’s only slightly on the saner side of panic, “that there’s a perfectly good reason why you’ve thrown a wrench the size of a small house into my gift planning process? Because otherwise, I am three seconds away from freaking out.”
 Sasha waves a hand at him, still not looking away from the screen. “All your gifts suck, Tim.”
 “Hey!”
 This time, Sasha does look at him, something apologetic in her eyes. “Sorry. But they do.”
 Sullenly, Tim says, “Danny doesn’t think my gifts suck.”
 Sasha sighs and turns back to the computer. “Danny loves you a lot more than he loves your gifts. But that’s not the point.” She types something on the keyboard, navigates through a few windows without even taking the time to look at their contents. “You’ve been scowling at your screen all day, Tim. And I know it’s not because of that Remmier case that Jon assigned because I finished that yesterday.”
 “Oh. Thank you?”
 “Yup. You owe me coffee.” Sasha types a few more things, squints at the screen, then makes a noise of triumph. “There. Get him that and thank me later.”
 Then, Sasha’s out of his chair and back at her own desk, leaving behind only a warmth that Tim can feel as he takes his own seat and finally gets a good look at what’s on the screen.
 Huh.
 Tim orders it. And a few days before Danny’s birthday, he has an idea. Maybe the only good gift-giving idea he’s ever had.
 So the next time he’s at the shop, he picks up some supplies. And for someone who majored in anthropology and doesn’t know the first thing about graphic design, he’s quite happy with the final product.
 And when Danny unwraps the box on his birthday, sat on Tim’s couch with empty boxes of Thai takeout in front of them, the first thing he sees are the cards, set right on the top. It’s a silly little design, a set of two mountains striped with the aromantic and asexual colors, and next to them:
 Stoker & Stoker, Inc.
Aspec brothers in crime
Where the flirting is platonic, NOT erotic!
 Underneath the cards, there’s a new climbing rope, striped with greens and whites and greys and blacks, and a matching set of metallic purple carabiners, something that Tim absolutely never would have thought of but that’s perfect nonetheless. Danny takes a card in one hand, runs the thumb of the other over the edge of the climbing rope, and looks at Tim.
 And Tim thinks he gets it, then. Why people put so much time and effort into giving people thoughtful, meaningful gifts. Because Danny’s expression isn’t fucking with him or relieving the pressure or just being nice or even this was what I’d always wanted. It’s something truer, something softer, something that sits in the pit of Tim’s stomach and burns softly, warming him gently from the inside out
 Yeah, Tim’s never going to be able to go back to generic gifts after this. He’s going to need a much larger coffee budget.
 (This conviction lasts, at least, until later in the evening, when Tim confesses that Sasha helped him with the gift and Danny laughs and says I figured, before saying in a quieter voice that the climbing equipment is great but the cards were Tim. That the black socks and novelty mugs and vanilla candles were generic but that they were Tim as well and that Danny had made it a game to try and guess what Tim was going to get him that year, keeping a bet with Sasha on how long it would take Tim to accidentally give him the same gift twice.
 Hey, Tim says, but his mouth is twisted into a smile. He ruffles Danny’s hair in that way he hates and says that he’ll stick to the basics from now on, then, and they put on some shitty comedy that Danny insists on watching and eat ice cream until their stomachs hurt.
 And if Tim sees Danny glancing at the business card every so often, wearing a smile so soft it’s almost melting, he certainly isn’t going to mention it.)
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forty for the kiss prompts?
This one didn’t have a suggestion for who, so I went with Tim and Sasha since I never really write them. Accidentally made it a bit less about the prompt and more just. All of my Sasha headcanons. Whoops  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
#40: Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss
15:00. That was what they’d agreed on. Jon was sequestered away in his office. Martin was busy making afternoon tea. It was the “perfect time for a perfect crime.” That’s what he’d said.
Sasha grinned. Her fingers tapped with nervous energy. Tim had already run off to document storage. “Martin storage,” he’d called it. Even Jon had laughed.
She stood from her desk and slipped into the small room. The smell of musty paper and old books was even stronger here than in the Archives main. Tim’s head popped up from behind one of the filing cabinets. A casual smile spread across his face. “Hey, Sash,” he chirped. “Time already?”
She fiddled with the bun in her hair. “Yep!”
“You’re still sure you want to do it?”
“Can’t hurt to try,” she shrugged.
Was it probably a dumb idea? Pointless? Yeah, probably. Still, she wanted to know what it was like. Something new—that was what she wanted.
She approached him, and they both ducked down behind the cabinets. He placed his broad hands on her shoulders, moved them up gently brushing her skin until he held her face. Her heart pounded. Fear?
“Still sure?” he asked softly.
She pursed her lips. This was a bad idea. They shouldn’t be doing this. Then again… “Yeah,” she said. Her voice sounded hoarse, her throat choked.
His eyes searched hers. “Long as you’re sure.”
“I am.”
The smile reappeared. “Sounds good to me.”
He dipped in close, and Sasha moved up to meet him in the middle.
The first thing she noted was the softness of his lips. The second was the taste of some sort of chapstick. Was that cherry? One of his hands slipped down to hold her middle, pulled her a bit closer. She briefly felt his tongue stroke her lips. A question.
Tim was supposed to be the expert; he’d kissed so many people. If anyone knew how to kiss someone, it was him. She opened her mouth just a little. Just to try.
Then she felt his tongue poke hers and she pulled away. It felt wrong. Unpleasant. Why?
Tim loosened his grip on her, dropped his hand from her cheek. “No?”
She shook her head, wishing she could un-feel the kiss. “No.”
He placed a hand over hers. “That’s alright. Like I said, it might just not be your thing.”
She stared at the ground. “Is there something wrong with me?” she asked.
“No,” he said, his voice suddenly serious. “There’s nothing wrong with not feeling something. And anyone who tells you that there is doesn’t know a damn thing.”
“But I—”
He cut her off with a finger in front of her face. “There’s nothing wrong with not enjoying kissing, not wanting to have sex, or not feeling romance. You’re not less human just because you’re not interested in those things. There’s way more to life than that, and if someone tells you that that’s all that’s important, I will personally fight them.”
She smacked his arm. “As if I need you to defend my honor.”
He laughed. “Nah. I’d just punch ‘em after you’ve beaten them to a bloody pulp.”
“Very funny, Stoker.”
“I’m glad someone agrees.”
She shoved him back. “Oh piss off,” she grinned.
They leaned back against the file cabinet, sitting in a companionable silence. “We still good for dinner tonight?” Tim asked after a while.
She smirked. “Yeah.”
He nodded. “Cool.”
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