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milady-of-amethyst · 2 years
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Day 10: “It’s My Name On The Line.”
Original Fiction
Summary: When Klaus gets home tired from a mistake at work, his girlfriend Jenna has a confession to make about its cause.
Comments: This is the second piece I wrote today. It’s over 1000 words! So I’m pretty excited about it. The warnings are probably a bit over the top, but I’d rather be safe than sorry. Enjoy!
Warnings: (Nonviolent) domestic disturbance, potentially(?) toxic dispute/argument.
Excerpt:
Keys jangled in the lock as the knob of the door caught and twisted, the dark oak opening up to the broad shoulders and exhausted face of Klaus as he dropped his briefcase unceremoniously on the couch, kicked off his shoes, and plopped himself down in the nearest recliner with a heavy sigh of relief.
“Bad day?”
Jenna stood just across the room from him, a half-empty basket of laundry balanced precariously on the edge of the mahogany coffee table as teetering piles of clothes lined the loveseat by the window.
Klaus sighed again. “Not particularly, just… difficult. There was a misunderstanding at work today, and it’s making my head spin how it could even have come about in the first place.”
Tossing the keys casually across the room onto the marble island countertop in the kitchen, Klaus leaned back in his seat and dug the heels of his palms into his eyes. “I think I need to take a couple of days off.”
“What happened?”
The couch dipped slightly and groaned as another body settled next to his, the soft leather screeching quietly against the strain. Jenna’s warm, gentle hands settled themselves on his shoulders, and he found himself leaning into the relief.
“I don’t know. I don’t even know how any of this could have happened. None of the papers ever came into sight.”
He nestled into her embrace and felt her hum against him.
“What happened?” she asked again, softer this time, so as not to disturb what little peace he could find.
A weary sigh released from his bones. “Somehow – I don’t know how – my name got signed to papers that I know for a fact I’ve never seen before. Important papers. Papers defining a new structure that’s to be taken to the board for discussion of a new management. Papers that I expressly requested come straight to my office with no delay, and that have the power to make or break my entire reputation. I ordered them with direct instructions to be handled with the utmost care. I couldn’t afford for anything to happen or for them to slip my radar. I was just asking Bernice about them when Mr. Goldfer came up to me with the two-fingered point and requested a little ‘chat’ in his office.” Klaus sighed again, leaning his head back into the headrest of his seat and closing his eyes with a groan. “Somehow, my name got on those papers, and now it looks like I’ve approved an entirely new concept of management that I never even had the chance to question or review. And if the board decides that it’s ludicrous, well…” He opened his deeply expressive eyes, examining every line, every curve of her face before giving a sad half-smile and fluttering his hand in the air. “Bye-bye law career. Hello grocery boy.”
“Oh, stop. It wouldn’t be that bad, would it?”
“I kid you not, Jenna. If this order falls through, an order that I had no say in despite evidence to the contrary, I could very well be looking at a downgrade in my career. Or in life.” He blew a breath through his lips and scuffed a strand of hair which attempted to fall into his eyes. “Whichever comes first.”
“Klaus… what if I knew how that little mistake came to be?”
Like a dart, his eyes narrowed, and he paused, appearing to be taking in her features in an entirely new light.
“What did you do?”
“Promise you won’t be mad, okay?”
“What did you do, Jenna?”
[…]
[Full story available here.]
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feminetomboy · 1 year
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Tooth fairy.
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This is my original artwork. I'd be super happy if you supported me with reblogs! Love ya ♥♥♥
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andiloveyoutooangel · 4 months
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"I know that face." Her voice is low, raspy from sleep, but still playful. He floats above her, caught in the act. Morning sunlight slits through the cracks in the blinds he's trying to close. Whatever doesn't fall on his skin lands like patchwork on the blanket she's curled up in, her tired eyes meeting his. "What are you worrying about now, hmn?"
"Ah, désolé, did I look worried just then?" Despite his self-assured tone, his expression betrays his sheepishness, as he ducks down to press a kiss to her forehead, "I only wanted to close the blinds so the sun wouldn't wake you before your alarm. I guess, uh, I woke you before your alarm, instead...?"
She's been so tired lately, is what he doesn't say, so busy and drained of energy. He wants her to be able to rest fully, as much as she needed, in the way where he'd threaten a solar eclipse if the sun dared disturb her on her first day off in so long.
"Taylor, you're so dear to me. Thank you." She says, simply, sincerely. Her smile is warmer than sunrays, "It's okay, you don't have to. Sun's good for me, in the winter."
"Ah. Okay, okay." So he leaves the blinds, slightly ajar. No solar eclipse then, if his love prefers the light. The dark of the room is warmly hued, tinged with mellowed gold. He hovers awkwardly, wings slowly flapping to keep him uncertainly afloat.
Wordlessly, she raises a wing and an arm towards him, an invitation, a request. Slowly, carefully, he lowers himself beside her. With much less care, she unceremoniously tosses the blanket over him so they're sharing, and he grins, ducking his chin beneath the covers.
He lets a wing drape over her, covering his charge, his human, his partner. In turn, she intertwines a hand with him and closes her eyes. Safe, content, trusting.
"I love you." She says, squeezing his hand gently.
"I love you." He returns, and they doze until the alarm wakes them properly.
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rastronomicals · 2 months
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2:24 PM EST February 21, 2024:
The Ex - "Meanwhile" From the album Disturbing Domestic Peace (1980)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
File under: Dutch anarcho-punk
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My sister and her boyfriend just bought a kitchen for over 11000 € for their new place, she is 22, why
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non-binarypal7 · 1 year
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My face after the redemption arc of Moth
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rassvetiye · 11 months
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it’s my birthday :)
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heystephen · 1 year
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It’s actually so weird cause why do you feel that strongly about a celebrity only time I feel that way is if they’re an abuser etc
and even then it’s like. oh. i am simply not going to consume their work or put myself in spaces where i encounter them/their fans! LMAOOO
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froody · 2 years
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the neighbors listening to Lestat throw Louis through walls and then drop him from the atmosphere into the courtyard: ah not those trifling bitches at it again….
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du-hjarta-skulblaka · 9 months
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Truly wild what falling asleep for 10 hours snuggling into someone who had already been asleep for an additional 6 and then waking up naturally together can do for your mental health
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goji-pilled · 2 years
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I have developed a big soft spot for literal baby Anthony... and now we're here
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atalltallman · 1 year
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Just finished NO LONGER HUMAN by Osamu Dazai and illustrated by Junji Ito
Don’t read this book if you want to happy or mentally okay
Great book otherwise 👍
Tw for the book if you’re interested:
Sexual abuse
Drug abuse
Domestic abuse
Rape
Really disturbing imagery
Blood
Self destruction
Alcohol abuse
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robotpussy · 1 year
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some of these VHS tapes dont belong here
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rastronomicals · 5 months
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10:30 AM EST November 30, 2023:
The Ex - "Squatsong" From the album Disturbing Domestic Peace (1980)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
File under: Dutch anarcho-punk
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silverrocketship · 2 years
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Title: Family
This is Ëłżɓæķœŋļă the Shadow Bringer, and her husband, Greg the Carpenter.
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takaraphoenix · 2 years
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The way tumblr goes about real actual events is incredibly exhausting because on the one hand, it gets treated like it’s fandom discourse and to others it’s so much more important to pretend that they care than to actually care.
People go around pretending they care so much about domestic abuse survivors but will absolutely blaster tumblr with their hot takes on the domestic abuse trial and case with zero tags. Just none at all. Nothing at all to warn, I don’t know, potential actual domestic abuse survivors who might want to not see that being all over their dash?
Because I truly can’t imagine how disturbing this whole thing must be for someone who went through that. And then you go onto your silly blue social media hell to scroll through your favorite TV show nonsense just to be constantly bombarded with hot takes about a real abuse trial and no tags at all that you could blacklist to avoid it. Just, constant noise, and from both sides that both talk with absolute authority on definitely being in the “right” here.
And it baffles me. The two-faced-ness of acting like “well I am talking about this because I care about THE REAL VICTIMS! And [other side] is absolute TRASH and making it SO HARD FOR REAL VICTIMS”. Again, arguments said like this on both sides. But going untagged either way, because it’s not about minding real victims it’s about gloating and it’s about forcing as many people as possible to read their personal opinion on the matter, so let’s not give people tags they could use to avoid seeing this.
I’m sorry, but to me, if someone actually cared about real abuse survivors? They’d be very mindful of their own words and considerate of whether or not the content they put into the world might be triggering for real abuse survivors and they’d then be mindful in tagging their posts appropriately with a cw or a tw and maybe even give the whole trial a tag, or tag the parties involved. Making sure that people to whom this whole trial could be triggering would be able to avoid having to see posts about it.
But clearly, just so very clearly, that’s not what it’s about. It’s just about gloating and being right and rubbing it into other people’s faces whenever something of some sorts emerges that validates their personal opinion on the matter and they have to force others to see that, so let’s not put any tags on it at all so it can’t be avoided.
Look, if tumblr is your source of news and if tumblr is your platform of activism, that’s your choice. Other people come here to gather cute cottage pictures or look at cats or see their favorite fictional characters kiss. The thing about tumblr is that it has a whole host of purposes and every user is free to interact with whatever parts they want to, but that’s only possible if all parts are tagged.
Even people in fandom discourse have the sensibility to tag their shit with “fandom discourse” or the ships or characters or actually potentially triggering content of said discourse, but the people who talk about a real trial case with real people about real domestic abuse and claim they care about real abuse survivors can’t be bothered to tag at all and it’s genuinely unsettling.
Pro tip: When the people losing their minds over fictional characters make more respectful and mindful decisions than you then you should maybe reevaluate your own choices.
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