Fic: Who Cares About Beauty Standards, Anyway?

Title: Who Cares About Beauty Standards, Anyway?
Fandom: Grimm
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Nick/Monroe
Summary: Monroe wants to know if Nick is being sincere about something. I placed this in my Surrender universe when I wrote this, but it can stand alone.
Word Count: 683, making this the shortest thing I have written in years.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own words.

( “Do you really like me when I’m all fanged out?  )

Christmas came early today

Food-wise, at least. My grandmother made arroz con leche last night, which is sweet rice goodness with cinnamon on top. Then today, she made turkey and potato tacos, rice with tomato sauce, lentils, and now she's making fish. Mmm. I shall try not to inhale all the arrow con leche and the lentils like last time, but it might be a close call.

I've finally managed to calm down about the The Hobbit trailer being out after two days of bouncing around everywhere, but OMG Galadriel! OMG Thorin! OMG Bilbo! OMG Gandalf! OMG we're going to have Middle Earth Christmas again! OMG!!!

Alright, maybe I haven't calmed down that much. The thing is, Tolkienverse was my first huge obsession and fandom. It's what dragged me from writing one short story a year because I didn't think I was any good to becoming a regular writer. I'd read The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings in 8th grade, but after FOTR came out, I read every single book there was, as well as spent a disgusting amount of money on merchandise. My Witchking sword is still hanging in the living room. My grandfather is quite proud of it now. I've missed the fandom these last few years. The fact that the wonderful Martin Freeman is Bilbo makes it so much sweeter.

Also, I have a Dreamwidth account, if anyone is interested, though at the moment I'm only using it for the Grimm kinkmeme. Kinkmemes are first priority, you know?