STILL GOING STRONG: ANNOUNCING JON SIMS AND CATS DAY 2024!
Why? Because Jon with cats is the ultimate expression of fluff and happiness in the face of horror and tragedy
When? April 29 - The canonical date we got to hear Jon hanging out with the Admiral in MAG 93.
What? Fanart or fanfic featuring Jon and any cat(s)! It could be the Admiral, it could be a scraggly alley cat behind the Institute Jon is slowly earning the trust of, it could be a mother cat and litter of kittens he and Martin found in the shed by the Scotland safehouse.
Please check out our FAQ post (app post link ||| desktop page link) for more details!
How? Post to the #JonSimsandCats2024 tag on tumblr, and/or @ us so we can find your post.
We also have an ao3 Collection! Jon_Sims_and_Cats. Please check our FAQ for detailed instructions on how to submit fics to the collection. We are accepting both old and new works!
See you on April 29th!!
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i got you (jake)
PAIR. high school! bf! jake x gn! reader
GENRE. hurt/comfort, jake is an academic weapon
WORD COUNT. 0.6k
WARNINGS. math, anxiety, ap season, academics in general
NOTES. ap season is making me lose my mind in every way possible but if jake tutored i bet i would get a 5
IN WHICH: with all hope of an academic comeback gone, jake swears to personally help you clutch up your gradebook, no matter what.
the calculus test stares up at you, the numbers you had written the week before blending into incessant scribbles that pound at your head and sting at your eyes. red marks plague your work and the crimson ink slashes at the harsh white, making the numerals bleed. you flip the exam over, quickly rolling it up into a scroll and stuffing it into your bag.
a 68 percent. you had gotten a 68 on the test that you had calculated and count on to change your grade for the better. you had failed.
biting your lip, you walk out of the nearly empty classroom, your heart sinking into your gut.
everything was so much.
from studying for the AP exams coming up in less than two months to frantically memorizing all the polyatomic ion formulas for chemistry-- you were spent. you had thought you had done fine, you had thought that you had this one in the bag.
obviously not.
the door to the cafeteria approaches to your left and you walk towards it, feeling sharp jabs in your abdomen from the anxiety.
“please let it be almost empty,” you whisper, pushing the door open and walking through the clusters of students.
at your usual table, your boyfriend jake sits with his computer, pencil in hand. probably doing the physics bonus problems, for fun— under normal circumstances, you would’ve laughed at him. he sees you in the corner of his peripheral and smiles.
“hey,” jake scoots to the left of the bench and offers you the seat. his smile falters a bit when he sees your face, your eyes glassy and red.
“hey,” you mutter, your voice constricted. you were having trouble keeping the tears in and you feared that you would burst at any given moment. you keep your head down and try to avoid his gaze.
jake stares at you, his brown eyes focusing on your bent head and trembling bottom lip. “hey,” he says again, his voice soothing and soft. “what’s the matter?”
you had no appetite, but you found yourself walking past the table, toward the lunch line. jake trailed behind you. cautiously, as if you’d run away at any moment.
his hand grabs onto yours and he pulls on your fingertips lightly. “[name],” he pushes, his hand warm to the touch.
you shake your head and turn back to face him, your eyes beginning to water. “i– i,” you stammer, your voice shaking and cracking as you struggled to remain calm, “i’m having a really rough day.” your words trigger something inside of yourself and a tear slides it’s way down your face, trickling down your cheek and sliding off your chin onto your shoes.
you walk towards jake who meets you halfway, his arms wrapping around you tightly. you rest your head in the crook of his neck and let the tears fall from your eyes. your body wracks up and down, unable to control itself.
jake’s hand moves up and down the small of your back. “it’s going to be okay,” he says in your ear.
“i got a sixty eight in calc,” you manage, your voice coming out in teary whispers. “it’s so bad... i tried so hard for this. i basically failed.”
jake shakes his head. “no. no [name].” he takes his hand and moves a strand of hair behind your ears. “you are not a failure. tell you what, i’ll help you with math from now on, and we are going to get you a 100 on the next test. sound good?”
you sniff and nod, your head resting on his shoulder. “thank you.”
jake nods and smiles, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead. “anytime.”
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IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN: JON SIMS AND CATS DAY 2023!
Why? Because Jon loves cats and it’s cute! And we could use some pure fluff and delight.
When? April 29 - The date we got to hear Jon hanging out with the Admiral in MAG 93.
What? Fanart or fanfic featuring Jon and any cat(s)! It could be the Admiral, it could be a scraggly alley cat behind the Institute Jon is slowly earning the trust of, it could be a mother cat and litter of kittens he and Martin found in the shed by the Scotland safehouse.
Please check out our FAQ post (app post link ||| desktop page link) for more details!
How? Post to the #JonSimsandCats2023 tag on tumblr, and/or @ us so we can find your post. This is a good method if you’re having trouble getting an ao3 link to show up in the tags.
We also have an ao3 Collection! Jon_Sims_and_Cats_2023. Please check our FAQ for detailed instructions on how to submit fics to the collection. We are accepting both old and new works!
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