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radioisntdead · 1 day

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Partner in crime

Alastor x gn! reader

Warnings: OOC, death, inaccurate portrayal of getting shot

Song used

You and Alastor had known each other for years, you were close childhood friends at least you thought you were,

You remember your mothers calling the two of you a couple of peas in a pod, or partners in crime,

It was funny, who would've thought the two of you would actually become partners in crime.

Maybe if you didn't have an unhealthy codependency on Alastor you wouldn't had ended up like you did.

When you're gone I feel alone again

You scrubbed away at the floor, cleaning away any remnant of the blood that was spilled that evening, Alastor had gone to bury the remains of the poor man he had slaughtered.

The voices cannot hold my hand

You would lure them in, you were good at lulling others into a false sense of security,

They keep me company at very best

and he'd kill them when they least expected it, sometimes you felt guilty but Alastor would be quick to convince you that your guilt was unnecessary, that the people whose lives the two of you stole away deserved it.

Distract me from my loneliness

They did deserve it right?

Maybe I'm just an anomaly

You continued scrubbing the floor clean, but no matter how hard you scrubbed you could never wash away the fact that someone had died there

Even my demons have their families

You wondered how their families reacted to their loved ones death, were they mournful, were they joyful? Did they not care? Did they even notice?

Truly something must be wrong with me

Would anyone notice if you died? Besides Alastor you didn't have many friends, sure you were kinda friends with Mimzy but that was only because of Alastor, and your family, well, let's not talk about that.

You really didn't have anyone but Alastor, and you were alright with that, if you had Alastor the rest of the world could burn for all you cared.

To need you as much as I do

You heard the door open, you hurriedly dropped the towel into the bucket of now cold water, grabbing another rag you wiped away the remaining liquid.

I was never meant to win

You smiled up at Alastor from the ground.

I was never meant to win

"Welcome back Alastor!"

I was never meant to win

Codependency is truly more harmful then people give it credit for.

You'd sacrifice anything, anyone just to remain by Alastor's side, just to see him smile which he did often.

Here's the reigns

You had done this who knows how many times,

Take ahold of me

Lure them in, hand over to Alastor and then clean up the aftermath while he hid the corpse.

Please don't let me go

You didn't change the routine by much, there wasn't much of a mess this time so Alastor asked that you tag along with him this time.

You do the talking

You held the lantern lighting his area as he dug a deep grave, wouldn't want the body resurfacing anytime soon right?

Sew up my mouth if I can't keep it closed

You whispered something to him before he climbed out of the hallow grave getting ready to put the poor soul he had mercilessly killed in it.

There's a dog barking right around the block

He had just gotten done burying the corpse, you were sat comfortably on the ground with the lantern in your lap, he reached out his hand to help you up.

You both froze when you heard the unmistakeable sound of dogs barking.

And a big ol' whistle blow

Alastor looked at you and you looked back at him, you quickly took his hand to pull yourself up, lantern in your free hand.

Run for it

The two of you ran, you could faintly hear the leaves crunching underneath your feet, the cold night wind stinging your face.

I'll keep em occupied for you

The barking got louder, and you tripped over a tree root, lantern falling onto the grass the candle inside falling just at the right angle to extinguish leaving you in the darkness, the only light coming from the moon and stars above.

Alastor kept running, did he know you fell? He wouldn't abandon you right?

Cause I love you, I love you so

You got up, not bothering to dust yourself off you continued running, you couldn't see Alastor.

Left me hangin at the station

You heard shouting.

Where was Alastor? Did he notice you were missing yet?

But you'll be back for me soon

You saw a glimpse of light.

I'm 'bout to die

You didn't even have time to make a noise as a gunshot was fired into your chest, you fell to the ground.

Where was Alastor? Did he get away? Or was he shot down like you were?

Yet the only thing I find i'm worried about is you

You shakily put a hand to the place where the bullet had just entered you, honestly it didn't hurt as much as you thought it would.

Something tells me you aren't coming

Your vision began to become blurry, was it the blood loss? You didn't think you'd die that quickly,

Would you get to see Alastor one last time?

Guess that I'm truly doomed

Alastor didn't notice you were gone did he? Or maybe he did? Did you really think a future cannibal, present serial killer like Alastor would come back for you? You were a liability.

I'm 'bout to die

It was funny, you knew what kind of person he was and you still held out hope that he wouldn't abandon you.

Yet the only thing I find I'm worried about is you

You still held out hope even as your blood covered the forest ground.

Tears swelled up in your eyes as you gazed up at the night sky,

You wondered if Alastor was looking up at the sky too, maybe he had gotten home already?

I'm 'bout to die

It was a good night to die, the last sight you'd see would be the star filled night sky.

Yet the thing on my mind seems to nearly be nothing but you

Alastor let out a string of French words as he turned around to go fetch you, hoping that you weren't too far behind.

I overhear your brain when it's close to mine

Branches and leaves crunched under his shoes as he sped through the woods.

Oh, I know that we're not the same

Your hope that he'd come back for you was slowly dwindling, the voices from before had disappeared, maybe they had fled, maybe they didn't know what they did, or maybe they just didn't care.

My heart's on the line

Alastor stopped by a tree for a moment to catch his breath, the only source of light was the moon and stars above.

I'm just a pawn in your game

To Alastor you were a expendable friend.

Not your partner in crime

In all reality though, To Alastor you were everything, he'd go through hell and back if you asked, he'd take down the most ruthless of people if it'd make you smile.

And you're slowly killing me

You felt tired, you wanted to close your eyes but you fought to keep them open.

You didn't want to die.

Taking your time

Alastor continued running, soon enough he stumbled upon you.

You're slowly killing me, taking your time

With red soaked clothing you laid limp on the ground.

You're slowly killing me

"[Name]? Mon étoile?"

Taking your- I was never meant to win

You smiled as you heard Alastor's voice.

You're slowly killing me

You didn't know if you were imagining it or if he really came back for you,

Maybe it was a last act of comfort given to you before you died.

Taking your- I was never meant to win

Alastor leaned down beside you, he gently put a hand on your cheek.

You're slowly killing me

You smiled at him, just barely being able to mutter an "Alastor."

And yet I don't mind You were never meant to win

You couldn't keep your eyes open anymore.

You're slowly killing me,

The last thing you saw was Alastor, and the last thing you heard was another gunshot.

But please take your time

At least the two of you would be reunited soon enough.

Good evening folks! Originally I was supposed to post the murder Valentino with JoJo Siwa playing in the background fic today but I hit a slump with the ending and plus I think may have eaten something unfortunate because I feel sick so uh, BACK TO BACK ANGST Y'ALL, ALASTOR TODAY, TV MAN TOMORROW!

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #alastor x reader #alastor x you

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screamsofanoutlawbrain · 2 days

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You know, the cookies of darkness is kinda like a cult. Cause most of them were taken in at their lowest of lows or had no other choice but to join. So here's what I think of em. (under the cut)

And I'll name most of em off.

Licorice Cookie: Dude was literally an outcast in every sense, it's assumed that his tribe literally fluffing DIED and that the magic he was good in (necromancy) is relatively frowned apon. He was an outcast, and likely starved of attention due to having no peers around him that he could really connect to beyond VERY surface level things, and Dark Enchantress probably took advantage on it, I could see him being given praise for his magic early on, but never getting any of that attention later. That very want for attention from one of the few who actually expressed any interest in his talents being the only reason he's still around.

Poison Mushroom Cookie: That's a child, probably an orphan, possibly alone because of their poisonous shroomies driving most away. Similar case to Licorice, the kiddo got attached to the ones around them and doesn't want to leave.

Red Velvet Cookie: He was born into this, came out the oven without an arm, and is (what I'm assuming) part cakehound, he was born an outcast, and likely has nowhere else to go. Red Velvet clearly cares about the cakehounds and soldiers more enough to keep him to stay. He has little other choice at this point.

Pomegranate Cookie: She was literally trained to be a high priestess to her village, and then learned that she was fated to effectively destroy it. I'm betting my right leg that she was probably DEVASTATED when she learned that, to learn that everything she has worked up to, she would betray. She trusted the mirrors vision over her own wants, and so she left to serve darkness, and (like Licorice Cookie) was given praise at what she done to her village, but that praise became less and less frequent over time. the combination of her having no other place to go, effectively destroying all allys she could have, the same starvation of praise, and her blind trust in Dark Enchantress Cookie leaving her unable to leave, not without a fight.

Dark Choco Cookie: I think this one was pretty simple. He was already pretty vulnerable and broken down on his own after losing everything to a sword he's stuck with. He got manipulated and brainwashed into thinking he had no other chance and that he was stuck forever. No lovebombing, no praise, just manipulation from somebody with a silver tongue. (His abandoning of the C.O.D. is something that could happen to any of the rest, but his already fragile connection made it a lot easier for him to break ties.)

Strawberry Crepe Cookie: A (possibly robot) child who thought they were abandoned by their kingdom(and which they sadly kinda were). They were alone with only robots to comfort them, do I even need to explain this?

Matcha Cookie: Like Red Velvet, but kinda worse. She was deemed a failure and had EVEN LESS TIME TO GROW OR DEVELOP BEFORE BEING THROWN INTO WORKING FOR THEM (At least, I'm guessing she didn't), plus she didn't have cakehounds to connect with, just her plants.

Butter Roll Cookie: Dude was kiddnapped. Need I say more?

Affogato Cookie: If he didn't join, he would probably be dead. Again, need I say more?

So far, I think this kinda matches up with a cult, but if anyone has a better definition for it, do tell in a reblog or comment.

That's about it, if any more of these guys come out, I'll update this.

#cookie run kingdom #crk #cookies of darkness #red velvet cookie #licorice cookie #pomegranate cookie #butter roll cookie #affogato cookie #poison mushroom cookie #strawberry crepe cookie #dark choco cookie #Not gonna lie. I didn't know butter roll's lore before this #and now I like his character a bit more #also if he's not a guy. I am so damn sorry #This has been on my mind the whole day #cults #cult techniques

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sugary-strawberry-shortcake · 1 day

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The Tortured Poet's Department

lyrics as relationships with various character

anon: hiii! this is my first official post and I'm kinda anxious. This is actually a result of my procrastination regarding my final exam, which I'm kind of stressed about. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this post and please don't mind my writing too much. English isn't my first language (or my second). By the way, a big thank you to @dr-felitas. for helping me with assigning characters.

"And I love you, it's ruining my life" - Fortnight

"You're ruining my life, dear."

He wasn't exactly glaring at you when he saw you wearing that red dress. After he watched you descend the stairs, he felt as though his whole world had stopped. It took him some time to compose himself again and fake a devastated expression. His feelings for you were no joke. Whatever goals and principles he had were all thrown out of the window when he noticed you.

Throughout his life, he thought he was a rational man, not caring about sentimental things like friends, family, or love. Nevertheless, this changed when he experienced your smile for the first time. Like a tornado, you changed his perception of life and the world. At that moment, he thanked God for your entrance into his life and prayed for you to remain there. He would make sure you would be with him, happy and healthy, because that was all he desired in life.

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NANAMI (jjk), GOJO (jjk), Choso (jjk), SAE, Chigiri, Nagi, RIN (bllk), LEVI (aot) , Shotou (mha), Reiner (aot), Zoro, Iwazumi, Tsukishima (haikyuu!)

"You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? / I died on the altar waiting for the proof." - So Long, London

He said to keep it under cover. He loved you, but the two of you couldn't tell anyone about your relationship or it would cause unwanted stress. Your man is a superstar, a god, even some might say. Whenever he enters a room, people turn their heads and fawn over him. Every street in the city is plastered with his gorgeous physique.

In comparison to him, you seem ordinary. Too ordinary. Although he had assured you that you were the one for him, the differences between you wouldn't matter to him. So why did you feel so insecure in your relationship? You weren't sure of his feelings after years of being with him. You were unable to read him, to see true expressions of his love.

Year after year, anniversary after anniversary, you still wondered when he would pop the question to prove his love and commit fully to a life with you. Even the media and those close to him began questioning the lack of progress in your relationship. This leads to you confronting him. In the middle of the fight, you broke down. While you were sobbing and begging him to love you, his face remained stoic.

"I do love you, I just can't see myself marrying you."

You left with a broken heart. Waiting for him to change his mind would only waste your time. You regretted loving him for a long time. Through the view of the media, he seemed unaffected by your loss, maybe even happier.

"I do."

Albeit he may regret never putting a ring on your finger when he saw you the first time after your breakup. You were happy on the altar with your husband. A man that wasn't him, but could have been if only he had appreciated you more.

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USHIJIMA (haikyuu!), Atsumu, Gojo (jjk) Getou (jjk), Megumi (jjk), Rin, Michael (bllk), Hawks (mha)

"They shake their heads, saying 'God, help her' when I tell 'em he's my man" - I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

"He isn't right for you."

Your parents didn't approve of him. Actually, no one in your circle did. They all deemed him too reckless and ruthless, without any convincing achievements in his life. In their eyes, he wasn't worthy of you and your love.

Their worries weren't unfounded, to be honest; they were reasonable. He was the epitome of a walking red flag: a raging alcoholic with a history of illegal records. His temper and frequent visits to the pub often led to fights. But he promised to tone down the aggression whenever you patched up his wounds.

"You make me a better man. I love you."

Nevertheless, all his imperfections didn't matter to you, not when he held you in bed and promised to always cherish you. According to him, you were calming his raging soul and bringing out the best in him. You were the shining light in his life, and he was the healthy amount of darkness in yours.

No matter what the people around you both said, you couldn't imagine yourself having a happy life without him. You were adamant about fixing his flaws, even if it meant drowning yourself in the process.

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TOJI (jjk), SUKUNA (jjk), UVOGIN (hxh), PHINKS (hxh), Sasuke (naruto), Dabi, Katsuki (mha), Eren (aot), NAYOA (jjk),

"And it kills me. I just don't understand how you don't miss me."- The Black Dog

Just a few weeks ago, the two of you were dining together. He was laughing at your sweet antics and grimaces as you struggled with the chopsticks, and you were enjoying being the reason for his happiness. Then the atmosphere changed when the waiter made a slightly flirty comment towards you. This sparked an argument between the two of you. He accused you of flirting back, and you declared him delusional. In the heat of the moment, he packed his belongings and left the apartment. And he never came back.

The heartbreak hit you a few days later when you realized he wasn't coming back. You were miserable, laying in bed, crying, stuffing your mouth full of ice cream, and watching your comfort shows. It was as if a part of your happiness had left with him. Only when your friends forced you to dress up and dragged you to the nearest club did you feel like living again.

Your smile dropped when you saw him. He was sitting at the bar with a woman on his lap. His hands were on her barely covered thighs, and her lips were pressing on his neck. Your heart sank, and all the noise around you seemed muted.

"Only three weeks after you both broke up? What an ass!"

Your friends tried to comfort you as you could only nod. Why was it that you were suffering without him while he seemed to feel no pain? This caused you to doubt your former relationship. Had he ever really loved you as you did him? Or were you the one who always loved him more? You couldn't bear the sight any longer when you heard his raspy laugh, a laugh he only had with you. With a quick goodbye, you stormed outside as fast as you could.

Unbeknownst to you, he watched longingly as you left the bar.

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SUKUNA (jjk), TOJI (jjk), Oikawa (haikyuu!), Hisoka (hxh), Michael (bllk), Oliver, Sae, Katsuki (mha),

"You know how to ball, I know Aristotle"- So High School

Both of you couldn't be any more contrasting. You are the shy girl who loves to hide behind her novels but still excels at the top of her class. He was the cocky, loud football champion of the school. No one would have ever thought to see you interact, but this changed when you were assigned to tutor him.

How could he stop himself from falling for you when you were so endearing? Blushing whenever he complimented you and laughing at his jokes. Not long after your study sessions, he confessed his feelings and asked you to be his girlfriend. To no one's surprise, you agreed.

"Will you watch me during my practice?"

He grinned at you with a cocky smile. Or maybe it wasn't cocky; it could also be considered charming in your eyes. He loved seeing you sitting on the bleachers, reading your book and looking adorable doing it. And you loved being there, watching him during his passion and supporting him in your own introverted way.

Yet he supported you too. Whenever you were nervous before an upcoming exam, he would encourage you while also making sure you took care of yourself. He would boast about your relationship and you in front of everyone he knew and met. If someone dared to comment on you or your relationship negatively, he would confront them and make them regret their words.

"You're my smart girl."

No one would have thought the two of you could be such a match, but seeing the two of you together was proof enough that opposites attract and complement each other.

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Bokuto (haikyuu!!) , REO (bllk), YUJI (jjk), GOJO (jjk), GON (hxh), Rin (bllk), Michael (bllk), Deku (mha), PERCY JACKSON (pjo), Ace, HINATA (haikyuu!), Kuroo (haikyuu!) , Luffy

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kinardscoffee · 2 days

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I truly don’t see this slow burn 6 season arc with buddie. I’ve been watching the show since 2021 and I’ve never shipped them. They’ve always been very platonic to me and this idea that BOBs push that place romantic love higher than platonic love is…..not great to me. Also this idea that Buck is Christopher’s other dad? I also don’t see it. Buck is a very important role in Christopher’s life but I’ve never seen the dad aspect? He comes across as more of an uncle which makes sense being his father’s best friend.

Hey, Anon!

Oof, right there with you!

I don't understand why people see platonic love as less than a romantic type cause, truly, a really great friendship can make all the difference in the world. And, like, we see this in the show in regards to Buck's coma dream.

In the coma dream, Buck finds out that Eddie was known as "the angry guy" at the 118. We find out that Eddie's parents ultimately take Christopher away from him, most likely because Eddie was unable to find reliable child care because, in this scenario, Buck never introduced Eddie to Carla.

Now, this is kind of important because that reasoning, which was made by Buck, means that it was Buck's friendship that helped Eddie through that uncertain time. It had nothing to do with a romantic love or pining. It was simply one man befriending another man and showing some support. A thing that Eddie doesn't have a lot of when he firsts shows up to LA.

One thing I personally haven't seen talked about regarding their friendship and Buck's relationship to Christopher also connects to the coma dream. Cause guess who IS in Buck's coma dream? Christopher is, that's who!

And it's kinda neat to me that coma Christopher asks Buck if he will help him find his dad. Indicating that along the way, as Buck and Eddie's friendship grew, Eddie found himself. He was happy, and he was able to be the dad that Christopher needed him to be. All because of the kindness selflessly given by Buck.

And another thing... the coma dream is Buck's mind. So, the fact that we don't see Eddie at all and Buck doesn't really linger on any idea of Eddie is pretty telling if I'm honest. You don't think while Buck was trapped in his head, we wouldn't see more indicators about just how important Eddie is to him?

If anything, we see just how important Christopher is to Buck. Christopher stands at Buck's bedside and tells Buck that "wherever you are, you have to come back."

Because Eddie, Christopher's dad, needs his emotional support bestie. And Christopher KNOWS this. It's just another example of showing how much Christopher really sees through Eddie's trauma.

Onto the dad bit...

I don't see Buck as Christopher's dad either. But I believe it's yet another form of a deep platonic love.

Buck sees Christopher as his friend.

Not Eddie's kid. Not a baby.

To Buck, they are equals, and they both understand each other's importance to the one man they share in common: Eddie.

To say he can be seen as Christopher's uncle is probably the closest thing to say in regard to labels. Cause we all know that if Christopher were to get hurt, Buck would say he's family with absolutely no hesitation.

We also see the almost brotherly divide between Eddie and Buck when it comes to issues that Christopher is facing.

The biggest one is the skateboard incident. Eddie, the father, immediately jumps to conclusions and blames others. (Which, fair... cause I'd do the same thing for my kid who is also special needs)

Then you see Buck just trying to find a suitable solution. He never gets mad at Chris and he never punishes him.

Because those are the parent's responsibilities.

Sorry, anon... I kinda went left on this a bit!

#911 abc #evan buckley #911 fandom #eddie diaz #platonic buddie #christopher diaz

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disappointmentthemusical · 19 hours

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[A/N: I don't speak Spanish, so the conjugation was based off French. Forgive (and correct) any errors.]

Chris isn't one to brag, but he has a lot of friends. Like, a lot.

Not all of his friends are kids like him (some of them are old like his dad and Buck), but he's still kinda popular at school. He's not the most popular kid, though.

That would be Jesse.

Everyone think Jesse's, like, super awesome — 'cause he is. He always has the newest game for his Switch, he's the fastest kid in their grade, and he was the only one in their class to get all three ice cream scoops and toppings at the multiplication tables party. He's basically the coolest kid Chris knows.

And he invited Chris to his house to play.

To say that this was an honor would be an understatement. Dad and Buck are always telling him that popularity doesn't matter, and it's your "character" that's important. Chris thinks that's all fine — and true (because Dad and Buck know everything, so if they say something doesn't matter, then it doesn't) — but it doesn't change the fact that Jesse is the most popular kid at school. And he wants to be Chris' friend.

Dad has one of his super, really long shifts that weekend — something about covers (?) — so Buck agreed to stay over Friday night and drop Chris off at Jesse's in the morning. The drive over takes a lot longer than Chris would like, but it's not so bad because it means he and Buck can listen to an entire episode of a podcast about pollinators, though Buck says he doesn't care if wasps have a job to do — he's making Dad kill every one that gets in the house.

"Have you seen a wasp, Chris?!" he asks incredulously when Chris can't help but laugh at his obvious fear. "They're huge! One bite could kill me!"

Chris tilts his head back and laughs, clasping his hands together. For such a big man, Buck can be so silly sometimes.

"Oh?" Buck narrows his eyes in the rearview mirror. "You think this is funny, do you? Laughing at my pain, huh?"

Chris covers his mouth his hands, trying to stifle his giggles, but he's not very successful. "No."

"That's fine. This just means I can use you as a shield next time we have one at the house 'cause you're obviously not afraid of them."

This just makes Chris laugh harder. "No!" he cries through giggles. "I'm the kid; you have to protect me from wasps."

"Nuh uh. I'm a scaredy cat, remember? You have to hug me when we watch E.T., and now you get wasp body guard duty 'cause you're so much braver than I."

"E.T.'s not even scary!"

"Um, yes it is? You've seen what he looks like, right? Scary."

They pull up to Jesse's house a few moments later, and Jesse opens the front door before they even get out of the car.

"C'mon," he says, waving his hand for them to hurry up. "I have something I want to show you!"

"Jesse! Manners." A short round woman steps up behind him who Chris assumes is Jesse's mom.

Buck sticks a hand out to the woman when they get to the door. "Hi, I'm Buck. It's nice to meet you. Thanks so much for having Christopher over."

"Beth," Jesse's mom says, shaking Buck's hand. "And it's no worries; Jesse's been looking forward to this all week. We're happy to have him."

Buck opens his mouth, and Chris knows it's going to be grown up stuff like Chris' allergies and pick up time, so he tugs on Buck's shirt to get his attention.

"Can we go play now?" He pouts his lip in a way knows will make Buck forget about correcting him for being "rude."

"Yeah, yeah," Buck says with a sigh and runs a hand through Chris' hair. "Gimme a kiss, and I'll see you later, buddy."

Chris tilts his head to receive his forehead kiss goodbye. "Bye, Buck, love you. Please make tacos for dinner."

Buck's breath puffs against his face when he laughs before straightening back up. "Yes, sir. Tacos it is. Now go play — and be good. Love you."

Chris offers him a small wave before following Jesse inside. He can still hear Buck and Mrs. Jesse's Mom talking when the door closes, though he ignores it in favor of taking in the size of Jesse's house. It looked big on the outside, but the inside is even bigger. Hopefully Jesse will be down to watch a movie on the huge TV he spots mounted on the far wall.

"Why do you call your dad by his name?" Jesse asks as they walk through the living room to the backyard.

"Buck? Oh, that's because–" Chris cuts himself off, frowning. Why does he call Buck by his name? "I dunno."

He guesses it's because he can't call Buck "dad," 'cause Dad is Dad. (Sometimes Daddy, but not so much anymore 'cause Chris is a big boy, and only babies call their dad "daddy." Well, big boys also call their dad "daddy" after nightmares or when they're sad and want hugs, but those are special occasions and don't count.) Buck is, well, Buck.

But Buck is also like his other dad, isn't he? So shouldn't he call him something different? Before, when Buck was just his best friend, calling him his name was OK, but things are different now. They've been through a lot together, and Buck is more than just his best friend — plus he makes food better than anyone Chris knows. Maybe not Abuela, but close. So "Buck" isn't good enough, anymore.

He's not able to think about it much longer because Jesse shrugs his shoulders — he doesn't care enough about the question to be bothered by Chris' non-answer — and asks if Chris wants to see the dead snake he found behind his mom's rose bush the other day. Chris, never having seen a dead thing before, readily agrees.

Jesse's house is a lot of fun. They play outside for a while, looking for cool bugs, though Jesse's mom says they're not allowed to bring them inside. She eventually calls them in for lunch, which is sandwiches and mac'n'cheese. It's fine. Not as good as Buck's, though, and Chris wonders briefly what the difference could be — does Buck put extra love in Chris' sandwiches? — before Jesse offers to show him his Switch.

Jesse has a bunch of cool toys and gadgets — like, all of the ones Chris has seen on TV during commercials — and he's a really good sharer, so Chris gets to try them all. It's pretty fun, but he's tired by the time Buck comes to pick him up.

On the drive home, Buck puts on another podcast — this one about what Christopher Columbus was really like — and they listen to it quietly. Chris watches Buck from the back seat and thinks about Jesse's question.

Is it bad to call Buck his name?

He remembers one time when he tried calling Dad his name 'cause a girl on TV called her dad his name, and it made Dad, like, really sad. Not sad like he cried, but Chris could tell that it hurt his feelings. He'd spent the night in Dad's bed after that to cuddle, and he never tried to do it again.

Does it make Buck sad that Chris calls him his name?

"Whatcha thinkin' about back there, bud?" Buck asks, eyebrows furrowed in the rearview, giving himself what Chris likes to call his Wi-Fi lines.

Chris thinks about telling Buck about Jesse's question but decides not to. It's good to think about things before making a decision, and Chris doesn't feel like he's thinked enough.

"Can I tell you later?"

Buck nods his head. "All right, you let me know when you're ready to talk. Just remember that I love you, and there's nothing you can't tell me or Dad, OK?"

"I know; I love you, too. I'm still thinkin', though."

"And that's OK, too."

When they get home, Chris goes to his room to build his legos, while Buck continues dinner prep. Tia Pepa gave Buck a tortilladora as a surprise gift, so now Buck refuses to have tortillas that aren't made by hand in the house. Dad thinks Buck is being silly, but Chris doesn't mind it. It's fun to help Buck press the tortillas, even if it takes a while to make them all, and they taste the best in the whole world (except for Abuela's).

In his room, he doesn't actually build legos. Instead, he rips a piece of paper out of his school notebook and sits down on his bed, pencil against his chin. His teacher at school said sometimes it's better to draw out thoughts to help organize them, just like how he has to count sticks sometimes when he's doing math. Maybe this will help with the "Buck" question.

At the top of the page, he writes "dad" in big letters and underlines it, then he puts a bullet point underneath. Biting his lip, he hesitates for a second before writing "strong" in his neatest handwriting. Another bullet point.

"Fire fiter."

"hansum."

He taps his pencil on the page. What else?

"Loves Chris and Buck."

"Loves Abwella."

"Loves Tia Pepa."

"Funny."

"Likes to wach fiteing"

"Hates Hildy."

"Best at pushing the swings."

Looking over his list, he counts how many bullet points he has under his breath. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, 10. Ten things about Dad that make him a dad.

He flips the page over and writes "Buck" in big letters and underlines it. He puts down 10 bullet points down the page and doesn't wait to write down the first several points.

"Strong."

"Fire fiter"

"hansum."

"Loves Chris and Dad."

"Loves Abwella."

"Loves Tia Pepa."

Those are all the same, but Dad and Buck can't have the same lists because Dad is Dad and Buck is, well. That's the question, isn't it?

Chris stares at the page, thinking hard. What are things that make Buck like his dad, but not his Dad?

His pencil hovers above the page for a second before he nods and writes his answer down.

"Cries alot."

But he doesn't cry a lot because he's sad, though, right? It's a different type of crying, the kind that makes Dad's eyes crinkle in a smile, even though his mouth doesn't move.

He adds another point.

"Silly."

Buck also likes to read books with Chris, and not all the books are adventure books. Sometimes they're books with the author's purpose to inform (just like he learned about in school), and Buck also puts on learning podcasts in the car. That has to mean something.

He writes "smart."

OK, just one more. What should he write, though? It's kinda funny to think that he knows Bucks so well, just like Buck knows him, but he can't think of all the things he knows when he wants to. Dad says he and Buck are starting to forget things 'cause they're old. Maybe Chris is getting old, too.

He takes a deep breath through his nose and hums when he can smell dinner cooking. Buck is so good at cooking. He wishes Buck could move in so that they could always eat Buck's food.

Oh! That's a good point.

"Good cooker."

There, that's 10 things that make Buck his dad.

What now?

Before he can continue think-writing, Buck calls him for dinner.

"Wash your hands, buddy," Buck says when he enters the kitchen.

Chris shakes a finger at him. "En español, por favor."

"Ah," Buck says, shaking his head and smiling, "sí, sí. Lava tú manos, mijo."

A few months ago, Abuela had made an offhand comment that Chris' Spanish wasn't very good anymore, and Dad had kinda freaked out, just a little. From what Chris understands, he feels like he's done a bad job teaching Chris because they usually only speak English at the house, though Chris doesn't feel like this is all Dad's fault. Mom hadn't even known Spanish, and Grandma and Abuelo speak English with him, too.

But now Abuela and Tia Pepa only speak Spanish when he's with them, and Dad made it a rule that they speak only Spanish during meals. As a result, Buck is learning Spanish, too. (Though, apparently, he already knew some because he used to live in Peru, but he had a funny accent that's only now getting better. It used to make Tia Pepa laugh to hear him speak.)

Just like Chris knew it would be, dinner is delicious. He's unable to fully enjoy it, though, because he's still thinking about dad-Buck. What's he supposed to call him?

Buck must notice that he's distracted because, unlike usual, he lets Chris get away with answering only a few questions about his play date. The rest of the meal is spent in comfortable silence.

"Ayúdame a lavar los platos," Buck says, collecting their plates. "Luego, lavate y acuéstate."

"Will you read me a story?" Chris asks and shrugs at the look Buck gives him. What? Dinner's over.

He spends his time in the bath thinking some more. What are other names to call a dad? Chris is only aware of two, and it would be too confusing to have to have Dad and Daddy when sometimes Dad is Daddy, too. What else is there?

It's not until halfway through his bedtime story — a chapter book about a porcelain rabbit named Edward — that it hits him. Of course! It's so obvious. How could he have not thought of it earlier?

Buck puts the book aside, marking their page with a bookmark Chris got from the Scholastic Book Fair a month ago, and tucks the covers under Chris' body, pressing a firm kiss into his forehead.

"Buck?" Chris asks before Buck pulls away completely.

"Yeah, buddy?"

"I'm ready to talk about what I was thinking about."

"Oh," Buck says, resettling on the edge of Chris' bed. "OK. What's up?"

"Well," Chris starts but then pauses, biting his lip. He sends Buck an unsure look. What if Buck doesn't want him to call him anything but his name? What if he gets mad? Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, after all.

Buck runs a soothing hand through his hair, though, and it makes him relax. "Whatever you have to say, buddy, I promise you it's gonna be all right. If it's a problem, I'll do everything I can to help fix it, OK?"

Nodding his head, Chris releases a breath. This is Buck. Buck loves him, and he loves Buck, and it's going to OK, just like Buck promised.

He decides to say it all at once:

"Jesse asked me why I don't call you 'dad,' and I didn't know what to tell him 'cause you're my dad, but Dad's Dad. A-and I remembered that it made Dad sad when I called him his name, and I don't want you to be sad that I call you 'Buck,' but I wasn't sure what I should call you, but I think I know now."

Buck had a really strange look on his face. His face was red and his eyes were really wide (so wide, Chris was a little afraid they might fall out) and wet, like Buck was going to cry.

Oh, no.

Was Buck upset? Is he going to cry because of what Chris said? Oh, no.

Before he could get too nervous, though, Buck bent down and gave him a huge, squeezing hug, pressing kisses on his face and hair. Chris giggled when it tickled.

"You can call me whatever you want, buddy," Buck said, leaning back but not releasing Chris. "I love you like you're my own son, and that won't change, even if you want to keep calling me 'Buck.'"

"I don't want someone else to ask me, though. I don't like it that they might think you're not my dad."

"OK, what would you like to call me?"

"Well, Dad's 'dad,' and I don't know any other words in English to call you, so I thought, maybe, I could call you 'papí,' 'cause me and Dad are hispanish."

"Hispanic," Buck corrects gently, smiling at him. "And I think that sounds perfect. Thank you, Christopher. I don't think you know how much this means to me."

"I love you, Papí."

"I love you, too."

The next morning when Chris comes down for breakfast, Dad's already at the table, drinking a cup of coffee, while Papí scrambles eggs on the stove.

"Dad!" he says, rushing over to give his dad a hug.

Dad stands and picks him up under his arms, swinging him around before squeezing him in a hug.

"Hey, mijo," he says with a big smile. "Papí was just telling me about you two's conversation last night."

Chris picks his head up from where it's resting on Dad's shoulder and sends him a look. "Is that OK? You're still Dad, but Papí's also my dad and I thought–"

"Hey," Dad says gently, running a hand up and down his back, "it's all good. You're right; Papí is like your other dad, and I know he loves you just as much as I do, and that's a whole, whole lot. We're family, no matter what, and it's good to use words that fit that."

"Yeah," Chris agrees, snuggling back into his dad's arms. "We are family."

So, yeah, Chris had a lot of friends, and some of them were old. But he also had two dads, and that was even cooler than any of Jesse's toys.

#911 abc #drabble #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buck x eddie #evan buck buckely #buddie #christopher diaz #fic #911 fic #911 show #911 fox

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CHARACTERS: 2010 Tom & f!reader

CONTENT: ANGST + FLUFF + SMUT

WARNINGS: yelling, metions of ass slapping and hair pulling, that's it I think

A/N: i had many feelings writing this also this one's kinda short and I'm mad

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You were never the one to try new things. You liked the things you did and never wanted to try new things. You just wanted to sleep, watch TV, and eat. That's it. While Tom on the other, was the exact opposite. Tom always loved to try new things. Go on walks, work out, and be productive.

One day, you were sat on Tom's lap, trying to learn how to play the guitar. His hand was over yours, guiding it to where it needed to. He was teaching you the C chord.

"Come on, darling. You gotta try." He said, his tone having a bit of impatience in it. You groaned, reluctantly learning.

"Ugh Tom, I don't wanna learn." You said, your hands dropping to your sides.

Tom was on hanging on by a thread. His patience wearing thin but he pushed through for you because he loved you.

After a few hours of trying, you never picked up on it and was being lazy overall. Tom was done with you and your attitude. He threw the guitar on the couch and stood up abruptly, causing you to almost to fall on the floor and hit your head on the table.

"I'm done. I'm done! You don't wanna learn? Then, don't. Fucking. Learn." He said, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. You immediately felt bad. He just wanted you to learn guitar.

"I've had it up to here with you. You are the most fucking lazy girl I've ever met. You never wanna do anything, you never wannabe try something new. It's so fucking annoying!" He raised his voice, the irritation clear in his voice. You felt a stinging sensation happen behind your eyes.

"I don't know how I survived so long with you. I am tired of your goddamn whining. I've been trying to seem like I care but I don't know if I do anymore." He was going on on but all you could think about was, is he going to leave?

"I-I'm sorry.." You said, tasting the saltiness of your tears on your tongue. He kept yelling at you as if he didn't hear your apology. Your eyes stung, your lungs hurt, your body was shaking. The thought of him leaving kept running through your head. You didn't want him to leave.

"I'm gonna go take a walk. I need air." He muttered, slamming the door on his way out.

You just sat, still shocked at what happened. You look over to the guitar and gently picked it up with shaky hand. You pressed your fingers on the strings and started gently strumming.

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After about an hour, he came back. He heard the sound of guitar playing and his eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. He followed the sound to find that it's coming from y'alls room.

He slowly opened the door to find you on the bed, softly playing the guitar. His face softened watching you. Did you really learn for him?

He slowly walked in front of you watching you play. It only took you a few minutes before realizing he was standing in front of you.

"Oh! I-I'm so sorr-" He cut you off with a kiss, his hands cupping your face. It caught you off guard but you slowly kissed him back, your arms going around his neck.

His hands moved from your face to your waist, lifting you up slowly onto his lap. He broke the kiss, his soft brown eyes looking into yours.

"Look, I'm sorry for yelling. I-I.. I just wish you could try new things. But, I understand that you like things just the way they are." He said, guilty of making you cry. He gently wiped away your tears, his thumbs rubbing over your soft cheeks.

"It's okay. I forgive you." You said, looking up at him. He smiled, leaning down and kissing you again, this time a little bit more passionate.

As you guys kissed, his hand slipped under your shirt drifting up towards your bra. Once he unclipped it, he took it off and tossed it on threw it on the floor. He pushed you back on the bed gently, straddling you in the process. His lips never left yours.

He took your bottom lip in between his teeth and tugged. You let out a soft whimper. He took off his shirt, taking yours off soon after. He flipped you over on your stomach, lifting your hips up. You buried your face into the pillow, muffling your moans. Your blood was pounding in your ears but you could still hear the faint rip of foil. You didn't even have a chance to breathe before he entered you with a sharp thrust. You let a cry of pleasure, tears stinging your eyes.

"Holy shit.. Goddamn you're tight.." He groaned, adjusting to your tightness. You bit your lip, stifling the moans that threatened to release. No matter how many times you guys would do this, you would never be able to adjust to his size.

After a few minutes, he found a good rhythm. The sound of his grunts and your moans filled the air. Now, this wasn't just love making. No. This was pure, rough, fucking. He didn't hold back, he slapped your ass until it matched a fucking strawberry. He pulled and pulled on your hair until you met his gaze, which was filled lust.

He released your hair as you buried your face in the pillow. You saw white as your orgasm washed over you, crying out in the process. He slowly pulled out of you, leaving you a limp on the bed. He got rid of the condom and cleaned himself up before laying next to you on the bed, pulling you onto his chest.

He rubbed your back as you talked about something random until your voice slowly drifted off as you started falling asleep. Tom noticed this and thought it was adorable. Once you fully were asleep, he kissed your forehead and tucked you in.

He wrapped his arms around you and slowly drifted off to sleep well a faint smile on his lips.

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#2000s #bill kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #y2k #y2k aesthetic #2000s aesthetic #tom kaulitz smut

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Pt. 4. TBB Headcannons they probably deserve.

Howdy do. Today’s Headcannons are on Wrecker. As the Batch goes, my current overall opinion on him is rather neutral. He’s a bit funny, a ton childish, and kinda just THERE for me - as in, he just exists. Unobtrusively.

No, I don’t hate him - I’m just kinda indifferent to him.

BUT, I do enjoy thinking random things because today is the day. So here we go!

Always has a ton of stuff (physical and literal) going on in his bunk - even compared to Tech. Still manages to sleep entirely spread-eagled, however. Unless he’s hugging something (a bomb) or someone (a sleep-migrated Hunter). Somehow he manages.

Is not naturally bald. He has his head shaved regularly because he can’t bear the feeling of hair on his head. Mostly Crosshair used to shave his head for him. Hunter and Tech have to be prevailed upon in Crosshair’s absence.

His space has a smell. As in, person with low personal hygiene standards who works out, hardly washes their clothes, and has the most enclosed space in a given area. Imagine your brother’s room. Does Wrecker care? Not really. He doesn’t notice.

Contributed greatly to the smell in the barracks on Kamino.

Has a secret stash of candy. Absolutely shares it with Omega. Sometimes offers pieces to his brothers if they vent to him about an emotional or intellectual related matter - it’s the best he can do. He tried.

Loves burritos. Doesn’t really matter the filling. Second only to Mantel Mix.

Is the “fun” uncle to kids. Is also very gentle with them, regardless of his size. Kids to him are mini partners in crime. He loves it.

Loves helium balloons. Doesn’t love it when Crosshair uses them as target practice.

Has absolutely used EVERY SINGLE ONE of his brothers as a weight at some stage.

His favourite song is “Livin on a Prayer” because he LIVES for the chorus and the rest of the Batch always join in - and that’s his favourite thing too.

Cannot hug anyone without picking them up. Accidentally always hugs a little too hard - because Wrecker kriffing loves giving hugs. Still very careful with kids.

Would never make it on his own in the wild. Instead, he’d survive long enough to find someone else to be the brains - cause he CANNOT for the life of him. He can’t help it. :(

Wrecker is still a kid inside. Probably always will be. Everybody loves him anyway.

#the bad batch #star wars #the clone wars #the bad batch wrecker #Crosshair and Wrecker #wrecker is a piece of loud and fast sunshine. change my mind.

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that-one-xachster · 21 hours

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JJK but Dazai's the new teacher Hcs (ADA)

I'm a sucker for crossovers so- also dazai shenanigans trigger warning y'all bsd fans yk

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how did this even happen bro

oookayyyyyy lets say yaga and fukuzawa were besties <3

GOSSIP BESTIES

and once fukuzawa was complaining about his subordinates bc cmon give the 45 year old baby a break

and yaga was like

"I will grant you peace my child"

"you're younger than me"

"idgaf"

"anyway can I steal one of your subordinates for a bit :)"

"SJKDFHADKSJ YES PLEASE"

and thats how ma man dazai got roped into this

so fukuzawa was like

*deeeeeeep breathhhhhhhh*

"dazai I'm disowning you."

/J /J LMFAOOOOO

he was just like dazai get your ass to jujutsu tech you're gonna be a new teacher there

"but I don't have a teaching license"

"you've committed over 500 crimes what can illegal teaching do"

"true"

so whoopee dazai's now in jujutsu tech

hes still in his detective clothes though

but if ya want him in jjt uniform then sure

the way shoko visibly deflates when she realizes she's getting a gojo 2.0

megumi joins her

nobara doesn't care she just hopes he's a good teacher and not utter shit

I feel like maki and Inumaki would join her on this

Yuta would be the ball of sunshine he is like 😇

panda's being panda

AND NOW YUJI'S EXCITED AF BC ANOTHER GOJO-SENSEI? LETS FREAKING GO

okay dazai makes it there

no gifts sadly he was rich in the mafia but not anymore he's broke

and kunikida aint here for a wallet stealing mission

he soon found a kunikida 2.0 though (na-na-na-na-na-na-min)

so obvi everyone wants to know what his cursed technique is

...yeah thats the problem he don't have one but this is dazai so he goes

"oh I can just obliterate a curse by touching it lmao"

and then yuji's like "HOLY QUACK THATS SO OP"

and I'm gonna make dazai a leeeetle op here

so gojo's like "ah? let's have a spar?"

and dazais like 😳🫢🤭

so yes these two start sparring

so how this shit works is that if cursed energy touches dazai it just boom no more cursed energy and you die

and infinity's made of it right

right

so my bro just activates his infinity and doesn't move and dazai just kalmly walks up to him

and just throws his hair a lil back-

yeah my guy show off that big ass forehead

and he steals gojo's boop that makes you unconscious (how could you dazai)

and gojo was like 'WAIT WTF'

and stumbles back kinda concerned

okay change of plans

let's try something a lil dangerous

he pulls out a very minuscule

when I mean very I mean microscopic level of blue

just for shits and giggles

no not really he wants to see how this goes

and dazai's unaffected

like full unaffected

and gojo's even more confused, concerned, and slightly alarm

okay let's take it up a notch

dazai's smiling like the person he is

(Im not saying cause tw but yk)

"woah were you tryna off me? sorry but I'm looking for a beautiful woman to join me in my journey to the afterlife-"

gojo's even more concerned

"..dude you okay?"

"why not"

"what"

kay so we're taking this up a notch back to that

and dazai lets out a visible sized blue and megumi's just questioning how stupid his teacher is like gojo why do you want to kill the new teacher?? no way can he survive th-

it goes poof

gone

obliterated

nonexistant

megumi's like ...huh

everyone's concerned for life

and dazais just like "heh"

okay you have the advantage here what about in physical combat-

boom all attacks dodged

all

gojo's impressed needless to say

now after this comes the actual torture

yuji's fawning over dazai and ofc dazai's tryna like

gaslight gatekeep girlboss 😜‼️

"hey did you know that if you move your arms like this all the time your bones will eventually melt-"

"wha- actually?"

"yes"

"he's messing with you"

shoko says that last part

and yk whats coming

shoko = beautiful lady

beautiful lady = wybwtjmiads

"ah belladonna will you be willing to join me in a double suicide-"

"uh no thank you"

*CRIES*

gojo's at the side though

bombastic side eye

creemeenal offensive

side.

eye.

sigh thats all for now imma make more hcs later

drop ideas please I'm begging you

I'M BEGGIN BEGGIN YOUUUU SO PUT YOUR LOVIN HAND OUT BABYYYYYY-

#bsd #jjk #bungou stray dogs #jujutsu kaisen #dazai osamu #kunikida doppo #fukuzawa yukichi #yaga masamichi #gojo satoru #shoko ieiri #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #yuji itadori #dazai's the new teacher the world is gonna burn #everyones concerned rn #bro got rejected #shoko's an icon

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hi! can i get tmnt 2012 boys general relationship hcs?? bonus points for poly (not tcest, god no!! just reader is dating all the boys but the boys arent together) (if that makes you uncomfy you absolutely do not have to include that and do them separately!!) 🦕

Hello lovely!! <33 Thank you for requesting. Polyam will never be turned away on this blog, unless it is rooted in tcest or toxic relationships.

For best experience read all of them in order.

|| So Much Love <3

Pairing(s) ->

2012!Leonardo H. Raphael H. Donatello H. Michelangelo H. x GN!Reader

Warning(s) ->

Reader is meant to be polyam with the headcanons made to he read as such! DNI with this post if you don’t like it, and just keep scrolling.

Summary ->

Reader is in a poly relationship with the turtles.

L ML : R ML : D ML : M ML

Leonardo ->

He’s a gentle man even before you get together.

He’d open the manhole cover for you, keep any snacks you like stocked in the lair the best he can.

Big ole sweetheart to you.

While it’s kinda obvious he like you he plays it off.

Notices his brothers acting a little different with you but just assumes it’s cause you’re a human. But has a feeling it’s something more.

Once they (and you) caught on, it became a think like sibling rivalry. Trying to one up each other for you.

Gentleman x10, invites you out with them constantly, makes small talk and tries to joke around (sometimes.)

He tries out in other areas like helping you with training, he compliments you alot.

Hes always there for you, checking up on you. He cares for you a lot.

He goes to splinter for advice when it comes to you. Wants to make sure he’s not messing up.

You quickly get annoyed by all they do. So you sit them down to have a talk.

You call them out on in and yeah they admit to having a crush on you.

Well lucky for them you’re poly! and after explaining that to them, they think about it and decide hey- why not give it a shot. You assure them that if things don’t work out they all can go back to being friends and forget it ever happened.

Now he’s more of a nervous and shy mess because you’re the first person he’s dated, like ever.

But he’s super supportive, and hypes you all all the time!!

I gotta get this one out the way.

Turtle piles, are IMMACULATE.

They love cuddling with you because you’re so so warm.

But if you’re a cold blooded mutant or just always cold, they are trying to keep you warm.

But for 1 on 1 cuddles he’s the big spoon, you’re the little spoon. But if you decide to be the big spoon he’d try it out.

After awhile he gets really affectionate like in a chill way, gentleman way.

Holding your hand, kissing your hand.

Dancing to music together because yes. He likes spinning you around. Cutie patootie.

Starts asking april for more advice.

He’s a gets you flowers and favorite things kinda guy.

Most dates are at home dates, like watching movies and stuff. But he makes them so much fun.

Get him hooked on your favorite show and suddenly boom he’s a bigger fan than you. Especially in the hero and action genre. But yall get rambling on it together and would probably shush them.

“Oh! Did you know! *insert cool fact-*”

“*shush*”

Then you and leo go back to rambling.

I think he’s not the kind to get (to) jealous. Like a maybe “why didn’t I think of that!” other then that he’s like “that’s nice, i’m glad you had fun with Mikey.”

So supportive <3

Def will mom you, especially when you’re sick.

‘Nuh uh young lady, you ain’t getting out of bed, go back to laying down’ type momming. He gets you soup and whatever you need, medicine, water, kisses and cuddles.

First one to say ‘i love you.’

Also takes things slow, making sure you want to do it, and triple checking.

He’s a dork but you live em. :>

Raphael ->

Acts like he doesn’t like you, but he does. Tough guy act.

Atleast around his brothers. There’s just something about you that makes him a itty bitty lot softer.

But be prepared for him to push you when it comes to stuff like training or improving any of your skills.

Even if your interests or skills are ‘stupid’ he still pushed you, he’s always very encouraging.

Finds it odd the way his brothers act around you, like they like you. Reminds him of his romance books.

Kinda jealous when he caught on, but he’s now just showing off in his fighting, showing and teaching you all these cool moves.

Very supportive as always, pushed you and helps you even if he knows nothing of what he’s helping you with.

Mf is soft for you, especially in private. But like not soft as you’d expect all the time. Soft for you in the way he’s constantly giving you supportive and encouraging words. soft for you in the way he admires and respects all that you do.

Would sneak out with you if you asked.

Lowkey kinda a fangirl about you, imagine that scene between mikey and raph where they’re talking about mona. Yeah that’s how he is about you.

Kinda awkward during cuddle piles because yes they teased him at first. but has gotten use to it.

You are the big spoon, he is the little spoon.

Or yall are in such a random cuddle position but it works. Like you’re cuddling on top of him.

He likes kissing you a lot though, especially on the nose.

Mfs a romantic like those romance books paid off.

Like really, he’s always respectful, he’s a good flirt when he wants to be, but boy he can be awkward sometimes.

Asks to lift you.

Or you ask to lift him depending on size and strength differences.

But yall work out together and is your spotter.

He knows how to plan dates.

Stargazing, picnic, to Mr. Murakami’s noodle shop, walking around town. Seems basic but he makes them fun. Even the at home dates!!

Yall read comics together.

Ok but fr hell do things for you if you ask, even partake in a ‘girls night’ and somehow leo ends up there too.

He acts like he’s done it many times before. in which he has.

It’s their little secret.

You tease him though, he does get flustered but like a grumpy flustered. The best way to make it up is with kisses.

Anyway yall totally dress chompy up and take pictures, that is your child.

The pet parents.

He finds it interesting to know how his brothers treat you, sometimes he gets jealous.

He listens though.

He gets very anxious when you’re sick. stays by your side and watches over you. His brothers get a bit worried about him whenever you get sick.

But hey with all four of them and april taking care of you it’s helps with the anxiousness.

He’s the first to say ‘I love you.’ he was sweating like a hot day in hell though.

You both listen to each other when you have problems. He appreciates it.

Mental health days :>

Yall call on them when you need it. Will cancel any plans happening or going to happen. The other brothers understand and will leave yall alone.

After Mikey interrupted one and got a mouth full.

He loves you dearly and is happy to have you.

Donatello ->

You got special treatment april gets in canon. But like a lot more toned down (rewatching 2012 and I question my sanity each time we get some apriltello-)

You get early access vip treatment with new inventions!! You get subjected to his rambles about inventions, fandom fun facts, just his ramblings in general.

Donnie would research into all the stuff you like to get a bunch if fun facts to try and impress you.

If you’re like April and join in the fight, he’s protective of you. Or well in general. But not to a degree is like really over protective, like he knows you can hold your own but he’s always watching your back whenever enemies get to close.

Makes you things, especially if they’re useful or related to your interests.

I don’t think he notices much the way his brothers act, but he might catch on quicker to others and get a bit jealous.

Always trying to include you in his work, whether it’s studying something or an experiment. Well the non dangerous ones. He cares to much for your safety.

He would take you out on rides in the shellraiser if you ask or convince him enough.

(He will not admit it but he has a lot of fun when you do, relaxing a lot more.

The real simp of the family. Little giddy over anything you do to help him around in his lab or just in general.

Yall don’t cuddle 1 on 1 often, he’s too busy in his lab or out on missions. But on the times you do manage to pull him away from his work!

You are big spoon. Also frequently cuddle in chairs.

And he somehow finds a way to bypass the cuddle excuse and do both! D:<

But y’a know you can be prettyyyy distracting.

Physical affection is rare but always in big quantities when it happens.

Like he can be clingy when he’s not working and likes to hold your hand when he can.

Shellraiser rides and sneaking out are more frequent than before.

He does a grasp of romantic things. But theirs always a twist to em that just makes em Donnie.

He’d also fix things for you if you ask (or if you didn’t and he just knew.)

A worry wart, but also protective. And that goes for all of them. Sometimes it can be a bit much but they just don’t wanna see you hurt.

Other then gift giving acts if service is his love language.

Big on parallel play. Just hanging out in the same room doing your own thing.

Will partake in your hobbies and interests to get a better understanding of it. there’s a 75% chance he gets really invested (if he hasn’t already from trying to impress you with his knowledge.

Also mostly in house dates, buttt he’ll take you to Mr. Murakami’s too.

Also takes you on stargazing dating on the shellraiser. And nighttime rides through the city.

Jealousy is not directed at his brothers, can’t be. But Casey? He will, 100%

First to notice you’re getting sick.

Calls you out and like Leo, he’s also one to make sure you don’t do anything you’re supposed to.

But unlike Leo he isn’t by your side he just makes sure you take all your meds, etc. He repeats facts to you about.

You said ‘I love you’ first to him.

But it can go the other way where he says ‘I love you’ first.

Sometimes things go a little fast then immediately slow down because he’s nervous.

But he’s very thankful that he can call you his lab partner.

Michelangelo ->

In away he tries to show off too, in a way he makes you things, in a way he just he’s his regular old goofy self we all love.

Skateboarding tricks done, even the hardest ones to learn. Mikey tries to come up with a skateboard trick to name after you even if it already exists you don’t say anything.

Will (attempt) making you anything you want to eat.

Especially your favorite foods!

Oh and if you have a dish from your culture that is your childhood favorite. You teach him it and it’ll be one of the things he remembers by heart.

He tells and comes up with jokes just for you. Laughing at them because he saves his funniest ones for you.

He does not see himself being different or weird. He’s just unapologetically Mikey and we love him for that. Calls out his brothers on it but them just being the brothers they are and gang up on him bout it.

Finds out what jokes you like and tells those like 99% of the time.

Really affectionate but like he’s always like that.

He would totally make you both costumes of your favorite show, yes I imagine he a very good designer with the right materials.

Idk much in what to add besides Mikey is literally just himself (except x10).

The frequent cuddler, yall cuddle just about anywhere and everywhere.

It’s just been accepted that 99% of the time if you aren’t on his brothers time then you and Mikey are cuddling.

Very excitable and loves hearing about your day.

Very creative dates, arts and crafts, he’ll cook something and play it as a fancy restaurant (he absolutely does it when his brothers ask because he enjoys it.) You both probably go on walks around the sewer and graffiti things! or he graffiti’s things while you watch.

Pulls pranks on you lovingly, just cause you’re dating doesn’t mean he won’t.

Oh but you both absolutely pull pranks on his brothers though.

Just be ready to run and hide.

He likes gifting you art pieces.

Likes herring what his brothers do for you! Gives him ideas that he can make in to his own.

For better or for worse.

Doesn’t like when your sick, gets worried but brings you things to try and cheer you up. You appreciate the laughs and giggles.

He says ‘I love you’ first.

You both go at a comfortable pace just doing what yall do, hugging, kissing (which he loves pecking your face btw,) etc.

He says you’re the best partner ever, and he means it.