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Tim was out of his depth, but Jon was too. That was why he’d come for help in the first place. “Wait, hold on. I may not be an expert with crushes but that doesn’t mean I can’t help with it. We just need to do some research.”
(Or: Ace Jon and aro Tim solidarity as they try to find the best way for Jon to woo Martin.)
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13 Apr 2021
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“Do you know much about cataloguing?” Jon asks, a little out of breath from the stairs.
Martin, mid-trolley, rolls his eyes. The gesture he makes at the shelves around him is only emphasised by the book he’s holding.
“What exactly do you think I do here, other than sit around and wait for angry patrons to yell at me?”
“Think of what you’re going to yell back?” Jon says, and Martin’s mouth twitches into a smile.
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Asking the very important question: what if Jon and Martin had a gentle archives/library romance, and kept running into tropes? What if there was mutual pining involved? Only one bed? Fake dating? Hurt/comfort? Or perhaps, a soft and happy ending?
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Bookmarked by ColbaltBlueBird
13 Apr 2021
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The thing is, Jonathan Sims is someone you’d call the police on if you saw him hanging around a school, those frazzled clothes and bags under his eyes, the frantic muttering and thousand-year stare.
Yet there he sits, headteacher of The Magnus Institute for Gifted Young Minds.
The name’s a bit misleading, it is. They’re in a bad part of town. The parents are either terrible or absent, and the kids—
“They’re monsters,” his new and handsome coworker grins, when Martin’s signature on his contract is barely dry. “Absolute monsters. Get too close and you’ll lose some fingers. Or maybe your mind.”
“They’re babies,” is all Martin can feebly manage, in reply, and Tim’s eyes narrow at the fondness in his voice.
“You’ll learn.”Bookmarked by ColbaltBlueBird
13 Apr 2021
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Based on molyglock's tumblr post (with permission) (https://sidras-tak.tumblr.com/post/189951302177). Martin is Elias and Peter's adopted son, and he gets the fun job of being the intermediary between his dads and the divorce lawyer.
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13 Apr 2021
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The questions are almost always mundane, is the thing. Never even capital-c Compelled from him. Just—questions.
(The first one, Martin remembers quite distinctly, was what’s your favorite color? He’d burst out laughing, and Jon had frowned at him, corners of his mouth pulling down comically. Serious question! Jon insisted. I wanted to know! Martin had kept on laughing even so, and Jon had swatted at his arm, fighting back a smile himself. Fine! Suit yourself! I didn’t want to know anyway, then!)
(Eventually he’d told him it was an autumnal, muted orange, and Jon had sat back, a satisfied smile tugging at the edges of his lips. Good color, he’d remarked. It suits you. Do you want to ask me one now? Martin had been confused, which he’s pretty sure was reasonable. Does it work like that? Jon squinted at him, raked a hand through his own hair, frowned again. Does it—Martin, of course it works like that.)
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12 Apr 2021