#ᗡ:

[turnthefrigginfr0gsgay]

i drew a snail

#b3an soup #bean draws stuff!! #pride 2023 #pride month #pride flag #omnisexual #omnisexual flag #genderqueer #genderqueer flag #aromantic #aromantic flag #gay gay gay #ᗡ:

[finely-tuned-line]

RP:

Log 226

FTL: I've... I've been planning the project for the last cycle. I do actually need to put some proper thought into this, as it is not anything close to something I've attempted before. Not only have I never modified an SRMO before, I've also never modified Rot before. Truth to be told, I'm unsure if the latter is even truly possible in the way that modification of most other lifeforms is.

FTL: While it is possible to combat Rot via engineering a counter to its out-of-control self-replication(/regeneration), that is not the same as true modification, wherein genetics are changed at will, streamlined towards a Specific purpose. Rot genetic counters only disable that specific part of a Rot's genome, not the entirety of it. Similar, but different enough that I do not know if true modification is even possible on Rot. Well, I suppose I'll be the first (that I know of) to try it, then.

FTL: As for modifying SRMOs, well... I know that it's possible. I also know that it's an incredibly fickle process, they're fragile organisms. Not that I've tried modifying them yet, but I've dug around in my files. What I found was that the Ancients used to mess around with their genetics just because they were easily accessible, as well as the fact that Metal Rot isn't dangerous to Ancients. Of course they did. I'm unsurprised. I'm even inclined to say that my neutral stance on the Ancients has been tipping towards being negative as of late.

FTL: It's not the sort of vile hatred towards them that I know some Iterators possess, I'd never allow myself to go that far. But I look upon their actions with disdain. Their lack of foresight, their hoards of mistakes. How is it even possible to mess up so much? My opinions on them may be changing, but I know that that doesn't change much. Just because they're the ones who created me and are the ones who assigned me my task, I prove myself only to myself, not to them. They're long-gone either way.

FTL: Back to the topic of the experiment. I've been planning out exactly what to do, and I will be starting next cycle. I'll first need to just experiment with SRMOs in general, understand why exactly their genetics are so fragile. If I understand more, the less likely it is that I'll fail. Failure is not acceptable, especially not now.

FTL: Due to LIFEGIVER's nagging about how I should be more careful, I have decided to implement a few extra precautions. They will, of course, be removed alongside all other precautions when the time for testing arrives. Why am I even doing this much, it's be fine either way. Maybe his words are getting to me. It's annoying.

FTL: I'll be testing the modified Metal Rot when I feel I've succeeded. I'll be testing it on the warehouse that is on my grounds, I can separate myself from it entirely. Should allow me to see the effects while staying 'safe' or whatever. I'm sure LIFEGIVER will be happy to hear this, for whatever reason.

FTL: It's... nice to have something interesting to do again.

#gods i forgot how much fun it was to write logs that are mostly specbio #i may be incredibly tired rn and barely functioning #but mmmmmmmm specbio #(im tired not bcs i got lime 3 hours of sleep again. im tired bcs i got 7 ½. its weird.) #IT IS 3 MINUTES AWAY FROM MIDNGIHT SHIT #PROCRASTINATION KICKING ME IN THE ASS FR #anygays #ftl cares abt what lifegiver thinks he just doesnt want to admit it Ɛ> #also the fact that ftl says lifegiver in all caps is rly rly funny to me #its why i keep writing it that way despite it originally being a mistake shkhsa #ᗡ: #rp #ftl logs

[dearest-clown-boy]

i want to go to an antique store and eat the rocks ᗡ:

#shitpost #not rocks there #those ones are old #why would i eat old rocks #their expired?? #ᗡ:

[enlighten3d]

waodgsjdhd hihiii limeee okok so. I’m gonna try to animate some jodele (when i say animate i mean wiggly drawings if that makes sense lmao) AND ALSO!! If you would like to hear about the dnd campaign I’m currently in :]] hope you’re welll byeee

*boop :3*

OH I LOVE WIGGLY DRAWINGS..... theres this one with scar and grian that lives rent-free in my mind... sorry, block people brain

JODELE....... WIGGLY DRAWING JODELE... oh i cant wait

FUCK YEAH I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR 0: 👁️

boop 💥💥

#asks #hi uh yeah sorry i just remembered that i havw the two other. asks. from you. in my inbox. #ill answer those rn actually #right after i go look at the aforementioned wiggly drawing of scar and grian thst lives rent-free in my brain #ahrbdjfksodl #hi lark ᗡ: #did i say hi #idk #i love getting asks from you you have no clue #i need to start spamming your asks again.. #EDIT: yeah sorry im being forced to sleep by friends #so ill reply tmrw ! #night

[tiredchaoss]

Man, if only we played sands...

Only 7 games is a rlly weird choice....

Now who's gonna win!! Lime or cyan??

Also, as this is going, I can't believe Legs STILL has the batguy mask on man

Yoooo!! Lime wins!!!

#we crushed it!! #and we beat the dumb fuckin predictions!!! #puttin all of em in the bottom man what da hell #this was a great time!!! ᗡ: #mcc #liveblogging

[predictions-of-the-past]

if you could choose to be anything other than an iterator what would you wanna be

RP:

PotP: Hmmmm... I'm not really sure, honestly! Probably a slugcat or something! Very basic answer, yes yes. I guess being a leviathan would be pretty cool as well, so that's another option!

#help now im imagingin slugcat!potp #theyd be called 'the musician' or smth ᗡ: #rp #predictions of the past #asks

[the-yellow-boohbah]

THE STYROFOAM AD CAME BACK 

#BIG CRY FACE #3:ᗡ

[marwhoa]

request: You write the turtles boys so well! I literally can't stop smiling when I read your fics - they're so sweet and endearing. I was wondering, only if it strikes your interest of course, if you'd consider writing about the boys being jealous of each other when the reader spends time with them one on one? Like, maybe a slot for Leo where he thinks reader finds Donnie funnier? Or one for mikey, where he thinks that reader likes how big raph is? Or for raph, where he thinks reader is more enamored with Leo? Or Donnie, where he worries that Mikey is flirting with reader? Of course they're all misunderstandings, and maybe it could end all fluffy with confessions and comforting their respective boy? If not, don't worry, but if so, thank you! 1 look forward to whatever you put out next.

🝮 “ green with envy ”

rise!boys x y/n

author’s note: screaming profusely !!! eeeee !!! So hey yeah here’s a fic, this took a while because it sat in my notes for days before I finally posted it, my bad. This was kinda hard cause I’m not experienced in the realm of jealousy—hopefully y’all like it? ᗡ: also does envy even fit this scenario? Lmao I just be naming these fics any thing, can y’all tell?

word count: 6.1k

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Leo 💌

Leo never expected he could ever become… jealous, not him—no, no, NEVER him. He had too much pride, too much confidence. There should have never been any room for doubt in his ability to keep you focused and adoring on him, and him alone.

But, perhaps he had given himself too much credit? Or, maybe he had given his twin too little credit.

It wasn’t as though you were his. Just friends, and technically that meant you belonged to the whole family, not just him. But, no one could blame him for coveting you. From how starry-eyed you looked at him to how genuinely you laughed at his jokes, Leo found out too late that he had been falling for you, and here he was still falling. The way your nose crinkled when you laughed, or how your face lit up during Mikey’s dinner times, even down to the wheezing laugh you would give into if he pushed his jokes on too long, all of it spelled out lovely disaster for his heart.

But, fear not, he thought. He was the face man and the funniest turtle, surely there was no competition? No one could be better than him at getting you to make the faces you did.

Or well, it should’ve been no one. He wasn’t even all that funny, but Donnie managed to get you to keel over to some stuff he said—and he didn’t even intend for them to be jokes! A natural comic, can you believe the nerve of this guy?

So, yeah, Leo never expected himself to be jealous, and especially never towards his own brother, but god the way you were showing that tickled-silly expression to Donnie, wiping tears as he confusedly asked what was so funny? It had him gripping the arm of their couch, digging his nails into them. He wasn’t going to take this any longer! Sure Donnie meant no harm and would never try to swoop in and steal the prize he had his eye on, but Leo couldn’t help but still be… aggravated.

The pent-up annoyance was dispelled by the red-slider leaping over the couch, sassily walking over and snaking his arm across your waist.

“ Yeah, whatever, Donnie is sooo funny, but hey, Y/N, let me show you something better! ”

Never mind the fact that he had nothing planned as he twirled his katana in his other hand, slicing the air until a blue portal shimmered into existence. You glanced back and waved good bye to Donnie, fully intrigued by whatever it was Leo wanted to show you.

“ Oh—okay! What is it? ”

“ Who am I to ruin a surprise? ”

He cocked a brow at your question, tugging you through the portal and stepping out into the courtyard of the Witch’s city. While amazed, you wondered just what this had to do with anything—but, of course that was a comment you would keep to yourself until having fully exhausted the excitement of exploring not just any random town, but rather a town of witches!

“ Oh, Leo, finally! I’ve been begging you to bring me here for weeks! ”

Before he could even say anything, you were quickly rushing up to the nearest shop and sparking up conversation. Such a busy bee, but it was just another aspect of you he was captivated by. However, with such an impromptu visit to a rather overwhelming area, he found chances to spark conversation and get you to laugh to be stretched few and far between.

“ Oh wow, this store really doesn’t leave mushroom for walk-through, huh? ”

He gestured to a potions-ingredients shop, which, you guessed it, specialized in all things fungal-based. His shoulders drooped as you continued ahead, not even hearing him. That joke was gold! Huffing, Leo caught up with you and laced his fingers around your wrist, effortlessly stopping you in your tracks.

“ Mm? Leo? ”

You stared up at him with such a look of focus, all your attention finally fully on him, and he had to fight his legs not to reduce to jelly instantly. Instead, he took a deep breath, cocked his head, and insisted you follow him.

Down weaving alleys, through crowds of people, eventually you reached a park unlike any seen on the surface. The paths were lined with thick, luscious plants cultivated through the town’s magic. Foliage swayed with no wind, as though dancing like silk fabric to whatever music only they heard.

Your attention only left the plants when you heard Leo start clearing his throat and then flashing you a look that you recognized all too well. A grin was already tugging at your lips, and Leo finally felt like he was the only one in your world again. His hands held onto his belt and he kicked out his legs, faking as though he were tipping a hat. It seemed like some western cowboy impersonation?

“ What in carnation? ”

There you went, first with a light and short laugh.

“ Well I do say, I took a leaf of faith bringing you here,”

Which then melded into a series, topped with a “ Wait, Leo, hush—please! ”, all stuttered and peppered through your increasing laughter.

“—but, beleaf it or not—“

He wasn’t even able to finish the entire spiel before you were holding onto him, laughing with such a melodious voice. Which, of course, devolved into your trademark wheeze n’snort after dragging on too long.

“ Pwffhaaha!! Leo, wha-what’s with you today? ”

You wiped away a tear, and suddenly Leo was finally brought back to reality. Your hand on his forearm lingered, and he was just completely beside himself with how the glowing willows beside the garden softened your face ever-so-perfectly.

“ Y/N… ”

His voice was so uncharacteristically soft that it had you a tad bit spooked, hand gripping a teensy tighter. Your head cocked slightly in confusion.

“ I.. Ugh, okay, it’s—it’s dumb! But—“

He dragged his hands down his face, groaning exhaustedly.

“ I thought, maybe, you might’ve… Liked Donnie, more than me. ”

“ Huh? Why would you think that, I love all of you guys? ”

“ Yeah, but I love you, and—“

The shock painted on your face had him holding his breath. Alarms went off in his head, telling him he maybe should have held his tongue, not jumped ahead so quickly. The two of you searched each other’s eyes in silence, you recovering from what he said, and him preparing himself for what you would say. Soon enough, your face twisted into a confusion tinged with a bit of playfulness.

“ Wait a second.. You’re jealous, aren’t you? Of Donnie? What for? ”

“ What? What do you mean what for? You, you’ve been laughing at everything he said all day, don’t you think he’s funnier? Don’t you like him more?! ”

If it weren’t his dumb puns and act earlier, it was this that would do you in.

“ Leo, you dummy! Sure I was laughing, but that doesn’t mean I like him more than you, I just, well… ”

It was your turn to be a bit bashful as your eyes looked everywhere except him.

“ I, well.. You’re my favorite, Leo, not Donnie.. ”

As you batted your eyes at him, hoping he would connect the dots thoroughly, your answer was given in the form of his beaming expression as he swept you into his arms, spinning.

“ Ah-hah! So you do like me—and I’m the funnier turtle!? ”

“ Oh no, I shouldn’t have said anything, now you’re too powerful! ”

Playfully you cried, leaning back with your hand dramatically draped across your forehead. Leo chuckled at your antics leaning in to lay his head against your stomach as he tightened his hold firmly.

This was definitely something he would rub in his brother’s face later on—and said brother would be profusely confused by what brought it on???

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Mikey 💌

Mikey was the last turtle you ever considered could suffer from the classic ailment of “ jealousy ”, and you couldn’t help but feel both ashamed yet intrigued.

While you weren’t too sure what it was that had got him so riled up, you were observant enough to see the way his eyes lit up with a startling emotion. At first it was impossible to pinpoint, just a glimpse of something indiscernible yet startling that crept into his blue hues at the oddest of times.

The first time you had seen that frightful emotion peek its head was during a date. The two of you had decided to hit a bar late at night, him donning a cloaking brooch, of course.

When you arrived, the loud music was entrancing, luring you both onto the dance floor to get lost in each other’s arms. The music coiled around you both, closing the gap to a suffocatingly tight end, as if either of you couldn’t stand any sort of distance apart. The floor vibrated, from both the booming speakers and the music reverberating the whole building alongside the dancing bodies around you both.

Mikey beamed with the brightest smile, and you just knew he was laughing, albeit drowned out from the ambiance. You were both having the time of your lives. Absorbed into a bubble fit for only the two of you, eyes locked on each other, neither party was ready for the stranger’s hands that snaked around your waist, pulling you in without any mind paid to you already having a devoted dance partner.

Chills set in and you turned to Mikey instantly, locking eyes, but the look in his eyes was enough to have your voice hitch in your throat.

That night ended with you both getting kicked out after Mikey wailed on the guy, but after a while, you both laughed and talked all about the fight on the way home.

The next time you saw that look was when you were hanging out with Leo while waiting for Mikey to return back from patrol. He had invited you over, and you planned to do it after wrapping up a few things, so he figured he could finish a patrol and be ready for you when you got done.

Unfortunately for him, you happened to finish your escapade much too early, and thus were at the lair awaiting his return. Leo happened to pass by, so you roped him into a conversation to bide the time. When Mikey did eventually come home, he stepped in to see you nearly keeled over in laughter.

You had been laughing so hard that when you noticed Mikey, you gave a weak wave and continued dying. He was curious what the joke was, but Leo simply shook his head and left, his own laugh dwindling down the hall. Once you recovered and were on your feet, you caught that same scary emotion swirling in his eyes. He tightened his lips and only softened when he turned to you.

More and more questions arose as you came to experience this look time and time again in all kinds of situations, but the one that finally made all the clicks pop into place was his outburst after you were with Raph.

He had been taking care of some villains on patrol with Mikey when you had ended up in the wrong place, wrong time. Their battle had turned to a violent one, with the villain bashed straight into a wall. Debris crumbled down right as you turned the corner, eyes shooting up to see parts of the building falling towards you. There was no time to move, so you just closed your eyes shut right and braced yourself.

But, no pain ever came, just a bit of dust. You opened your eyes, seeing a huge shadow casted over your body, and when you looked up?

It was Raph, who blocked the falling debris with his mighty shell.

“ Raph! “

You yelped, heart thundering in your chest, and Mikey misunderstood the shimmer in your eyes as Raph rose to full height, throwing the concrete off and away. He misinterpreted why you hugged him so tightly when he scooped you up, taking you away from the damage and ushering you to run the other way.

When you’re focusing on the wrong things, it’s easy to get the signs wrong, and boy had the ache in Mikey’s heart got everything so totally wrong. You liked Raph, didn’t you? Why else would you look at him like that? Did you like it when folks were bigger than you, unlike him who simply had an inch or two on you?

How could he be so stupid?

So, that’s how you ended up where you were now, seconds from entering your apartment when Mikey met you with a sour look on his face. You noticed that same glint in his eyes, still trying to piece together what it meant.

“ Why didn’t you tell me? ”

His voice wavered, and you responded with a hum of confusion. Inviting him in, he closed the door behind you both. His lips tugged down as he searched everywhere for the words to say. Finally, he found them and settled back on you as you were putting things down and unwinding.

“ With Raph! You like him, don’t you?! ”

“ Wha? ”

“ You—You! ”

He seemed frustrated, wracking his brain until finally he threw his hands out and shouted.

“ DO YOU LOVE RAPH MORE BECAUSE HE’S SO BIG?! ”

Silence blanketed you both as you processed his words. Finally, you placed a word on the emotion you always saw in his eyes. Struggling not to laugh at the absurdity, you snorted and shook your head.

“ Jealousy! That’s wh—wait, no, Mikey, no, I don’t ‘Love Raph cause he’s big’ ”

“ Then why do you like him more!? ”

“ Where is this coming from, Mikey, I don’t like Raph like that—I like you. ”

You stepped closer, and Mikey let you in. Your hands reached up, cupping his cheeks, and he leaned into them with such a desperation that you felt bad for finding this whole situation so silly.

“ Just, you always seem so happy when he’s around, and whenever he saves you instead, you always.. ”

His eyes were elsewhere as he spoke, almost as though he were seeing the absurdity in it all now with a clearer mind.

“ Ahh, mhmm, yup, alright so Mikey usually people are very happy when they’re saved from danger—and I mean, I probably look happy cause I’m friends with him too, but I’m dating you, silly. ”

You booped his snoot, smiling as his eyes lit up with the love you were accustomed to seeing them full of.

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Raph 💌

If there was any one of the brothers full of insecurities, it would come as no surprise as the spotlight shone upon the red turtle, atop the winner’s pedestal. As someone who once led his brothers in the face of battle, who grew up with the elder sibling curse of forced parenthood, it came as no shock that there were a couple of problems sprinkled into his character.

While he had spent much of his life up to this point recovering and healing from what dared chip at his exterior, there was more than a few bits of stubborn grime that lingered on his surface. It ate away at him, leaving behind vulnerabilities.

Then you came along, and throughout the honeymoon period he experienced nothing but delights. Never had the negative Nancy in his brain perked up to talk her shit, misleading him in circles until he was a mess of unbundled, tangled up rope.

You were a light, something that seemed to power wash the grime away, cake over it with your delicate touch and sweet words. Much smaller than he, you were probably one of the kindest humans he met, someone he cherished more than life itself.

And that, in and of itself, was a vulnerability. You were his weakness, and the shrewd dark spots in his brain couldn’t wait for the rose-colored glass to shatter and let them sink their teeth into this beauteous opportunity.

The sensible part of him knew your kindness knew no ends, that it wasn’t limited or excluded to simply him or a select few. In fact, your sweet demeanor shared with his brothers? It was a breath of relief—it was an understatement to say he had been nervous to introduce you to the family. You were okay with him because he saved you, but his brothers and father weren’t present. They hadn’t been the heroes slamming down against concrete, scaring away the silverfish that preyed upon you one fateful night.

Turns out the trash-eaters had a hankering for good food, and you, all alone, on your way back home with a doggy-bag from Cleo’s Beach Shack, served to be the perfect target.

The night had been quiet, albeit suspiciously so, but your full tummy and weary limbs had their guard fully down. You daydreamed of the bed awaiting you at home, arms beckoning you forth with pillowy softness.

That delightful image was disturbed by the sudden rustling and clank you heard from behind. Turning, your eyes shooed away dreamland and were alert. An empty can rolled from a bush, tinking into someone’s trash can at the curb. Not a soul in sight, so surely it must have been one of New York’s infamous rats? Y’know, that creature that is practically extinct in this city, like there’s no way you would ever see them—definitely not at the metro nor the coffee shop, and surely never this residential street with primo rat hot-spots such as unsupervised trash cans full of food waste.

Yeah, of course, must have been a rat. You’re so paranoid, just hurry on home, nothing bad will happen. Nothing bad ever happens to pretty little guys like you, alone on dimly lit streets, lined with houses whose doors are locked to high hell.

Nothing bad, especially not like the cold metal that clamped firmly on your ankle. Never anything as worse as the chilling growl from whatever tripped you up, glaring with red eyes and flicking a long, sharp-looking tail.

“ Oh sh—“

Your voice feebly complained, raising into a scream to the heavens above as it lunged towards you.

Or well, towards your to-go bag, but who’s paying attention to the little things like that when your life is flashing before your eyes?

Thankfully, the end never came. There was the sound of a growling struggle after a tremor shook your shivering frame, and as you opened your eyes to peek at whatever held up your attacker, a silhouette towered over you. He casted a long shadow over you, which should have been intimidating as hell, but instead it left you feeling…

Safer?

In his hand laid two identical buggers, squirming and chomping with animalistic hunger. This had to have been worse than the rats, you’d take the rats any day, at least they weren’t massive.

… well okay, they are, but this is a whole ‘nother level.

The most shocking part was this giant hero taking a step back, assuming the position of a pitcher, and launching the creatures into the distance. There may have been a glint shining, and was that the cheer of an audience you were hearing? No, that was your imagination, obviously.

But you were not imagining this guy in front of you. Much too tall to be human, unless it was some basketball lead who somehow had balls of steel to save a stranger.

Every warning sign imaginable was washed away without a trace as your savior turned around and shot a shaky smile, warm as a summer sun.

“ S-Sorry about that, are ya okay? ”

He spoke with the timidness of someone a fourth his size, and you couldn’t help but be completely charmed to death.

From that day you would see him more and more, to the point that it felt as if maybe he had been appointed your personal body guard. Ah, but, you didn’t really mind, did you? You loved his company and his toothy grins. You adored his warm, gentle hugs, and it was too sweet how you could feel his hands tremble as they held yours ever so delicately.

So yeah, he worried to introduce you to his family, but the way you brightened up the room instantly had him starstruck. You’re perfect, that’s it. That’s the tweet.

The rosey glass shattered after a few lingering months of dating. His insecurities reared their heads, resting sharp grips on his shoulders as they whispered in his ears all kinds of falsities. You liked his brothers, but maybe you liked his brothers? Why else would you be so nice to them?

And, maybe that’s why you were smiling at Leo like that? Raph is right here, so why were you talking to his brother? He couldn’t even focus enough to heard you both holding the most mundane conversation ever about some shop that opened up over on Moore’s. He steeped in the tea of jealousy, filling his senses to the brim with worry.

The worst part about it was that if you liked Leo, he couldn’t even blame you. Leo was like water, while Raph was stone. Raph stood still, he could be bossy at times, while Leo was a spunky little river that would keep you on your toes. Leo was never boring, and he could keep a smile on your face for as long as the day lasted..

But he didn’t want any of that to be true. None of it.

The conversation was stopped by a meek voice asking for your time, attention shifting from Brother Blue to your beloved, clad in what became your favorite color in these past few months.

“ Y/N, can we talk? ”

Ignoring Leo’s nudge and teasing “ ooooooohs ”, you nodded with a smile, following Raph with a pep in your step.

“ Of course, dear. ”

That lead to the silence you currently shared—with him leaning against the wall of his room, gaze fixated on some smudges on the floor. That should be cleaned up, he thought, trying to not think of how you were sat on his bed, awaiting whatever it was he needed off his chest.

“ Raph? ”

You were the first to talk, already well acquainted with your love’s tiptoeing when it came to any sort of conversation that might be unsavory. You watched as he twisted his expression, tightening his lips—whatever it was, it was bothering him profusely, and you couldn’t help the pang gripping your heart..

“ Raph…? ”

Again, your voice seemed weaker this time. That was what gave him the drive to speak, he couldn’t handle leaving you in such a state, he needed to know if these worries of his were dumb!

“ Do you like Leo? ”

“ What. ”

Your response was so fast and curt, the product of being completely taken off guard with a left hook. There were plenty of other ideas you had for the direction of this conversation, such as having beaten his leftovers last week or how you have his favorite hoodie in your laundry basket right now. Maybe even the secret trips to Donnie’s, who was currently helping you get together a gift for Raph’s birthday next month. A particularly low worry even fretted that this might be a conversation about your relationship and how it should end.

But, instead it’s about Leo? What an easy question to answer!

“ Sorry, I didn’t mean that, I mean to say no. ”

Raph’s shoulders loosened and a breath of relief slipped out of him—when had he even started holding his breath?? Never mind that. You snorted at the absurd thought of liking Leo of all people.

“ Why would I like Leo? Raph, c’mere. ”

You held your hands out, and the way his hands fell into yours spelled out a desperation to be close to you. With a gentle tug, he climbed onto his bed, and you melted into his chest. A storm was brewing in his chest, his heart thundering nervously.

“ Ya just, Raph don’t know, something—he, just… Raph was worried, s’all. Afraid ya preferred him over a… ”

While he was searching for whatever word to insult himself with, you captured his attention with a gentle peck on the lips. Your fingers gently held his chin, turning his focus to lay fully on you.

“ Over a charming, handsome hero? ”

There was that adorable smile, peppering his lips as a light laugh erupted from his chest.

“ You think I’d prefer Leo, who is a risky little ticking time bomb, over my knight in shining armor? ”

He whispered a rebuttal, something along the lines of “ he really is, huh? ”

“ Oh Raph-a-doodle, never could I want anyone other than you. ”

Leaning up, you pressed your forehead against his and gazed into his eyes. They searched yours for a hint of deceit, for anything to latch onto and spiral about, but all he found was warmth.

Thus, the jealousy flame died out, and he plummeted backwards against his bed, dragging you down with him. He gave a heavy exhale as you giggled atop his plastron, scolding him for being so silly.

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Donnie 💌

The green of jealousy was a hue you never expected to be painted across the purple canvas you called your boyfriend, but surely there is a chance for any reality to blossom true, right?

Jealousy had sewn seeds far before either of you could catch on, oblivious to the roots which spiraled and narrowed vision to see only one option as opposed to the myriad of other reasonings. You had poured love into your dearest Donnie, so much so that you couldn’t even fathom any room for jealousy. How could he ever be jealous? Surely he knows full and well just how you look at him? Obviously he knows just how only he can pluck the strings of your heart, strumming love with each touch, in a way unlike any other.

Why, if you were Excalibur, then he was your King Arthur.

So, yeah, may the gods above forgive you for not considering a jealous Donnie as a reality to worry about—though, is it really too worrying? Your boyfriend being jealous? Kind of interesting, doesn’t it just trip up your heart into a flurry of skips?

No? Just me?

Anyways, you had missed entirely the shifting of his gaze when Mikey would enter the room. The low growl, the holding of his breath, none of it had appeared in your mind as you laughed along with whatever silly antics the youngest brother would get up to. Sometimes you would even entertain him! I mean, he is your boyfriend’s little brother, so it’s only right that you laugh at his jokes, get along with him, and all that good stuff.

But, jealousy was the type to hold someone still, to draw their gaze upon one stiff perspective and allow no other reasoning. For a man of science, even he was not above the laws of insecurity in relationships, so when he saw how bouncy his brother was around you, never did he contemplate the obvious. Nary a thought shall he consider that it was simply his brother getting along with his brother’s girlfriend, nor did he consider maybe you were being nice. No, the sour, bitter green dipped his head in the nastiness of jealousy, and all he could consider in this moment was that you must have liked his brother more.

Or maybe, his brother liked you and intended to steal you away? Why else would you laugh so heartily at whatever nonsense his brother spouted? Whatever reason was there for the times he would find you in the kitchen, fixing up dinner alongside Mikey? What else could explain you returning home with topside art supplies and personalized tips to his youngest brother?

Obviously the jealous mind of Donatello Hamato was going to omit one important factor: you did this with all his brothers. If they told a good joke, you would laugh. If Mikey made dinner, you were guaranteed to be in the kitchen helping by fixing you and Donnie’s plates to your liking. If there was something on the surface any of the brothers needed, you would totally put it on your errand run, delivering it during your next visit.

But, jealousy cares not for easy explanations. It craves the most dramatic interpretations, and in this case?

The juiciest interpretation was that Mikey had set his eyes on you, Donnie’s prized lover, and you had fallen for him hook, line, and sinker.

No, no, no, Donnie says, not on his watch would he let you be swept off your feet by anyone else.

“ Y/N. ”

Donnie leaned forward, fingers firmly locking with yours and giving an urgent tug. There was a thickness layered in his eyes that left Mikey shrinking away, confused as to what he could’ve done wrong.

“ Let’s go,”

Straightening up, he couldn’t help the grin widening on his face in a “ I’ve won ” type of manner. You simply waved to his brother.

“ You haven’t forgotten why you’re here, have you? ”

The look in his eyes caused your heart to skip, unprepared for such a heavy gaze that you hadn’t yet experienced. A nervous smile rose on your expression as you looked anywhere but the face giving you a look that would serve to make you fall even harder.

“ Of course not, Dee. ”

Donnie noted your refusal to eye contact, and instead of assuming it was one of your usual bashful moments caused by yours truly, his thoughts were plagued with theories of Mikey somehow worming his way into the heart Donnie swore was his.

“ Right. ”

He muttered in a curt fashion, leading you both to his lab.

The uncomfortable awkwardness blanketing the atmosphere had not gone unnoticed as you followed him, thumb stroking loving little hearts upon the upside of his palm. Usually he would meet this with a firm squeeze, but you could recognize when your genius had his mind up in the clouds. He wasn’t even paying attention to you, was he?! And to think you came all this way to entertain his experiments, hoping to get a kiss or two, only to be met with unnecessary coldness?

What the heck, man?

“ Prepare to behold the wondrous creations of the genius, Donatello. ”

Whatever stink he had been brewing in just seconds prior had evaporated as he unveiled his newest creation: an air-fryer that could quite literally create anything from thin air.

You tried to ignore the distant shout of the youngest brother, something along the lines of “ Hey! Where’s the air-fryer?! ”

Donnie had not ignored it, nor had he dismissed the stifled laughter from you that he surely knew the cause of. His hands clenched, wrapping into crossed arms as he leaned his weight into the table.

“ Annoyed sigh. ”

While rolling his eyes, he muttered an annotation to the peeved groan slipping his lips. There it was again, you noted with a narrowed gaze, that odd discontentment he’d been soaking in this night.

“ Alright, spill it. ”

You mirrored his lean, relying on one of the structural pillars in his lab to hold your weight. Your fingers thumped impatiently against your bicep as your eyes soaked in Donnie’s body language. He seemed to stiffen, either nervously or defensively, you didn’t know.

“ Spill what? ”

He spoke with such an accusatory tone that you were almost ticked off. You held your tongue, hoping to keep this civil and not devolving into mindless argument.

“ Spill wh—?! ”

Sputtering, your hands gestured wildly before quite literally framing him. He knew what you meant, he wasn’t dumb!

“ Whatever is making you so, so—so THIS! ”

His brow raised, and he almost seemed insulted as you threw your hands up with a frustrated growl.

“ Why are you so upset with me right now? What did I do? ”

That seemed to do the charm of dragging out what you’ve been looking for, the explanation, as he straightened his posture and pushed off the table.

“ Oh save me the innocent act, Y/N,”

Confusion painted your face, and for a moment he physically faltered, unsure to continue after such a clear display of hurt across your pretty face. After a second, his mouth tugged into a frown, shaking off the hesitation to continue his claim,

“ I know you like Mikey, so just do us both a favor and go scurry along after him. ”

Donnie waved his hand off, pointing to the door. Whatever look you had on your face at that moment must have embodied just how deeply the pain in your heart crawled, right on down to your very core, because he seemed to balk at his own words. A bit of regret wrapped around him as he muttered something too low for you to hear.

Tightening your lips, you straightened this time and took a few steps to close the gap between you and him.

“ You will not talk to me like that, and what’s this about me liking Mikey? Your little brother? ME? You think I like him?! ”

There was no way, right? He couldn’t be serious? You, liking Mi—he might as well have been your brother too! You could never like him over Donnie?! What an outrageous claim, you thought, standing your ground in front of Donnie. This could have been avoided if he had just not been such, such a…

“ Obviously! Why else would you be bringing him gifts and helping him out in the kitchen? ”

You opened your mouth to speak, only to be interrupted as he continued with an accusatory finger pointing no where specific.

“ And I’ll have you know that I have read about ‘Cooking together’ and I know how much of an intimate bonding experience it is! ”

The childish stomp he gave, throwing his fists against his sides stiffly, served to diminish almost all the frustration bubbling up. You snorted at the sight, causing him to loosen up, confusedly tripping over his words to sputter out a “ Wh-What, what is this, what’s so funny? ”

“ … You’re a riot, Dee. ”

Wiping away the tiny tears pricking from such a hearty laugh, your eyes met his with less of anger and more of the warmth he was far too familiar of.

“ Since apparently I’m the only one of us with some sense, I’ll have YOU know that I do that for all of y’all! ”

Sheepishly, he seemed to curl into himself as you poked your index finger right into his plastron to emphasize the “ you ”.

“ I bring you gifts all the time—April, Raph, Leo, hell, even Splinter, too! ”

Jealousy was starting to burn away, leaving behind the bashful shame as he started to finally contemplate the more reasonable explanations for your behavior. Silently he condemned himself for starting up this whole dumb debacle with such a blatant disregard to the facts.

“ And of COURSE I help Mikey with cooking. You have a specific palette that he doesn’t always remember fully, so it’s up to me to make sure you get a fulfilling meal you’ll actually eat, dummy! ”

Ah, now that was the part that did him in, something he didn’t even know. Just as you were going to continue, he stepped closer.

“ Wait, you do? ”

“ I do—do what? I said a lot of things, Donnie, be specific. ”

Derailed, you stumbled over your claims, lost suddenly at which point he had cling to.

“ I thought Michael was just inconsistent in his preparation of my dishes, but since you say that, I do recall my meals being much better when you were around. ”

His hands had found their way upon your shoulders as he spoke, gaze flitting all across the lab as he collected his thoughts.

“ I had suspected meals were just better when you were around because, well.. ”

You softened as his gaze fell onto you.

“ Because you were there.. ”

Silence fell upon you both, except more comfortably this time. He exhaled deeply, marked with his trademark “ relieved sigh ” then smiled at you.

“ Oh Y/N, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to drag you into such a ridiculous argument. I was just… ”

“ You were just… Jealous? ”

Your teasing gaze was searing through him, so much so he shut his eyes tightly and groaned annoyedly.

“ As much as I would wish to not admit it, yes. I may have been experiencing,”

He waved his hand in the air, as if collecting his words.

“ Jealousy, towards your interactions with Miguel.. ”

Donnie was relieved as you laughed away all his worries, leaning in to plant a kiss on his lips. The moment lingered for a few, as if desperately needed to mend this situation, stopping only when you pulled away.

“ Alright, you’re forgiven… For now—BUT! Next time just talk to me, dummy, you got me all riled up for no reason. ”

With that, you gave a playful shove that had him gasping as though he were insulted, and quick to rush to his experiment’s side with more questions than he could keep up with.

Not like he hated an attentive and questioning audience, though. Much appreciated.

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PALENTINES -

[ ot7 x reader ]

SINGLE LADIES 😁🔥

8 participants - 8 online

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tae: gave my gf an hour long whimpering audio for valentines day

namjoon: you make me sick

jimin: this definitely counts as harassment

jk: yoongi got me a plastic fork

yoongi: yw

y/n: the audio was 5 minutes long????

tae: ok but i sent it to you 20 times

do the math????

jin: you sat there and whimpered into ur phone for 5 minutes that’s crazy

don’t you feel any shame??

tae: why would i feel shame?

it’s called being in love jin

you should try it sometime

jimin: it’s called harassment

hobi: ew man

jk: free asmr :D

jin: it’s gonna be free tae from jail soon

tae: no it won’t

jimin: ur right when you get locked up no one’s gonna want you free

hobi: KEEP TAE IN JAIL 🗣️💯

jk: personally i would want tae free

jimin: personally ur not real so it doesn’t matter what you want

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: ew how the hell did you flip it

i hate that

ew

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: HOW DID YOU DO THAT

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: STOP GO AWAY I HATE IT

namjoon: yoongi got jungkook a present this year?

yoongi: not by choice

y/n: it was by choice

hobi: it was a plastic fork

yoongi: a plastic fork not given by choice

y/n: yoongi

yoongi: no

y/n: please

yoongi: no

y/n: pretty please :3

yoongi: it was by choice

y/n: see told you!

yoongi: don’t understand why we have to buy each other shit on this holiday anyways

i like ONE of you not all of you

tae: am i the one you like be honest

yoongi: bye

y/n: it’s our silly little tradition don’t be a loser yoongi

yoongi: whatever

jin: ok anyways who ordered me a fucking marching band???

jk: idk but did you like it??

y/n: gonna take a wild guess and say it was jungkook

namjoon: i thought you have his card how did he order that??

y/n: he has apple pay now i can’t stop him 😕

hobi: wait no fair

jin did NOT deserve a marching band all he got me was his butter photocard???

jimin: he got me that too….

jk: OMG ME TOO >_<

tae: i don’t feel special anymore

namjoon: really jin?

y/n: mine was signed!!

yoongi: cheap

jin: you literally got kook a plastic fork?

yoongi: he loves it

jungkook tell him you love it

jk: i love it

yoongi: see

jin: whatever don’t care

jimin: namjoon got me a fucking book

jin: lol that’s crazy cuz you can’t read

jk: i’m sorry to hear you can’t read jimin hope you can soon :/

namjoon: i put a lot of thought into the book i got you

jin: that’s cute but he can’t read so

jk: i wish i was a book

tae: if you’re a book does that make you a tree?

jk: guys

y/n: no jungkook

jk: oh ok

jimin: i CAN read btw

yoongi: don’t care

jin: sounds like fake news

jk: omg wow ur a fast learner jimin you can read now!!!

jimin: ur talking way too much today

you should stop

jk: is he talking to me????

hobi: y/n got me a holiday to australia

i’m not gonna go cuz like bugs

but that was really nice

y/n: you’re welcome!!!!

tae: k but i got sex

y/n deleted this message!

tae: 😕

silencing me like they did MLK

jimin: what

jk: milk

hobi: did you just compare urself to mlk?

jin: yeah never say that again

tae: why not?? it’s true

yoongi: you are nothing like mlk

jk: tae ur not milk

namjoon: taehyung do not compare yourself to martin luther king ever again please and thank you

jk: or milk

y/n: and in black history month too…

tae: you don’t understand me or him

y/n: yeah ok

back to gifts

joon got me some really pretty flowers

jimin: boringggggggg he does that every year

jk: namjoon got me wood

hobi: ?

namjoon: statue

it’s a wooden statue thing

not just wood

tae: joon giving other boys wood for valentines ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

u wanna know who i gave MY wood too

y/n deleted this message!

namjoon: tae shut up

jin: saw that

tae: i’m just like mlk i’m telling you man

y/n: stop

tae: sorry

jimin: hobi got me shoes

hobi: i did

jk: hobi got me cheese

hobi: expensive cheese

y/n: i took yoongi to those cute photo booth things

yoongi: they didn’t need to know that

y/n: yes they did

we are sharing what we got each other

read the room yoongi

jimin: yeah yoongi read the room

tae: how tf u read a room??!

a room not a book ☠️☠️

u guys dumb as hell

jin: you not knowing what reading a room means makes a lot of sense actually

jk: send photobooth pics ^0^

bet u looked so cute

not you yoongi

y/n

her

not yoongi

i’m talking to y/n NOT you yoongi btw

yoongi: shut up

and no

you’ll never see those photos

jk: ☹️

hobi: so what did yoongi get y/n??

yoongi: don’t worry

tae: personally i’m worried

jk: me 2 guys yoongi is really scary

what if he killed her

y/n: ?

jin: i want to blow jungkook up

jk: i’m no ballon 😭

jimin: probably fucked for valentines let’s be real

tae: well that’s obviously NOT true lmao 😜 ☠️

yoongi: why is that “obviously” not true

we could of

tae: you didn’t

yoongi: and you know how?

tae: cuz i just know

yoongi: yeah ok

we could of for all you know

on the actual day too

tae: you weren’t even with her on valentine’s day

yoongi: and you were?

y/n: he wasn’t

tae: ok

but i could of been

yoongi: but clearly you weren’t

tae: neither were you

namjoon: both of you stop

tae: idk why yoongi acts all high a mighty

especially when it comes to her

y/n: ok that’s crazy

how about you don’t talk about me like i’m not here!

yoongi: idk why taehyung acts like he has a chance lmao

jk: guys

tae: that’s actually crazy

you’d be fucking surprised yoongi!!!!

yoongi: what’s that supposed to mean?

tae: what do you think it means?

tell me yoongi

guess

i’ll tell you if you’re right or not

yoongi: shut the fuck up

tae: or what?

hobi: why this kinda sexualllll

jimin: like 😭😭😭😭

y/n: LMAO STOP

jin: arguing over pussy that belongs to neither of them is crazy i’m just saying

jk: pussy \ ^0^ /

namjoon: how about we all stop arguing and move back to talking about the gifts we got eachother !!

hobi: jungkook got me a ballon

jk: yeah

do you love it

hobi: sure

jk: ^_^

jimin: personally i think hobi’s lying to you kook

jk: WHAT

jimin: i think he hates his ballon actually

jk: hobi pls say he’s lying

hobi: he’s lying

you see it may seem that way because on the outside im a very chill and nonchalant man

y/n: that is not true actually!

hobi: but on inside i am actually very chalant

EXTREMELY chalant no joke

so basically inside im going fucking crazy over the ballon jungkook gave me but it just doesn’t seem like that cuz im a chill guy

jk: but inside ur chalant

hobi: exactly

jk: jimin why would you lie to me

jimin: ur easy to lie to

jk: no im not

jimin: namjoon died in a car crash 24 hours ago

jk: NO NAMJOON OHHMYGOD NAMJOON NO

namjoon: i am not dead

jk: oh

y/n: how did you fall for that

namjoon cant even drive

jk: oh yeah

lol namjoon cant drive guys

namjoon: ok we all know

hobi: so what did you guys actually do on valentine’s day

jk: minecraft but then it got too scary so i played valorant instead

jimin: idk what any of that means but ok

i personally watched movies with joon

namjoon: yeah

i dropped by kook’s and y/n’s place first tho to give my gifts and stuff

hobi: where was my movie invite?????

jimin: we did call you

you were like high as hell

hobi: oh

wow

how real of me

jin: i cooked steak

jimin: for urself?

typical

jin: kys

no

for me and y/n actually

y/n: …

jin: my fault

yoongi: what

tae: oh

jk: SHE SAID SHE WAS BUSY

TTAHSTNOT FAIIROGJKFNKLDVLKFNKLFHKLNNDKVHNFKVNKLGNGR UFHDFHDKJ GHDKLNGFKLNGFG FHJDJHHGR DHGGRHBDNBF JGHKJGHGR

hobi: ????????????????????

namjoon: cool

jimin: jin???? out of everyone JIN??????

why would you fuck jin

jk: WHATR OHMYGOF WHAT?????? SHUT UP

jimin: on valentine’s day too…..

even fucking ME would make more sense than jin right now

jin: tf is that supposed to mean?

jimin: i said what i said lmao

tae: she cant of fucked jin

cuz she’s fucking me

yoongi: LMAOOOO

u really think your special dont you

thats crazy

jk: WHYIS EVERYONEFUCKING MY GIRLFRIENDOHMGYOJFDJFDKJDSDB

hobi: i dont get it even if she was fucking tae why couldn’t she fucked jin too?

y/n: i am like right here you know

tae: because me and her are serious

yoongi: serious???

you are just a rebound

tae: yoongi i think you’re just upset she didn’t come to you first after the whole jaehyun thing

yoongi: i’m glad she didn’t actually because now i know for sure i’m not rebound

you are

tae: shut the fuck up

yoongi: why? you getting upset?

idk why you’re acting like the victim here when you’re using her for the same thing

hobi: woah??

jimin: cap taehyung bitchless

yoongi: it’s time you stop using y/n to get over jennie and grow some fucking balls

jin: hold on

jimin: WAITTTTTTTT

hobi: SHUT FUCKING DOWN FR????

jk: imgonnapassout

y/n: oh

namjoon: yoongi

tae: i am not using y/n to get over jennie and you know that

hobi: wait ur fr??? taejennie was fr??

LIKE ACTUALLY?? OHMYGIDTHISISREAL??

yoongi: i know that? thats crazy how could i know that??

you didn’t even tell us about jennie

for over 3 months you were with her and you didn’t tell us

and then those photos of you and her were leaked and you were all depressed for ”no reason”

and now all of a sudden your obsession with y/n?

yeah you’re not using her you’re right i’m just fucking stupid aren’t i?

jimin: holy shit man

tae: i am not using her

yoongi: so why is yeontan with jennie right now?

y/n: tae you told me he was with you parents?

tae: yeah

but

i didn’t tell you that because im using you or anything i just said that because i didn’t want to cause any problems

y/n: you lied to me

for no reason

if you told me the truth it would of been fine

tae: i know

y/n: so when i came over

were you planing on sleeping with me anyways?

were you mad at yourself for calling jennie and leaving yeontan with her?

did you use me to help forget about it?

tae: did you use me to help get over jaehyun?

y/n: no

i can tell you that in full confidence no

now answer my question

tae: you know i would never do that to you

y/n: its a yes or no question taehyung

tae: i would never do that to you

yoongi: yes or no you asshole

tae: shut the fuck up

yoongi: answer her question

tae: leave me the fuck alone

tae left “SINGLE LADIES😁🔥”

jk: wow

y/n: didn’t sleep with jin btw

jk: ohthankgod

y/n: did sleep with tae once

we are NOT serious

jk: double ohthankgod

wait

y/n: and now i am going to sleep

jungkook come cuddle

gn all

jk: ON MY WAY OHMYGOD IM ON MY WAY

gn

jimin: good night …

hobi: nite!!

yoongi: gn

jin: goodnight

namjoon: gn

DOWNBAD😭🫵🏻 #2 (minus tae)

6 participants - 5 online

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namjoon: yoongi that wasn’t fair

yoongi: i know

but she deserved to know

and he wasn’t gonna tell her any time soon

hobi: YOU AND NAMJOON KNEW THIS TAEJENNIE WAS REAL THIS WHOLE TIME????

yoongi: i just found out

namjoon knew longer

namjoon: not that long

jimin: ok but how do you know tae is using her fr?

yoongi: it’s not hard to connect the dots

jin: still you could be wrong

yoongi: well he didn’t deny it did he?

jimin: to me it looked like he didn’t know if he was using her or not

yoongi: well he needs to figure that out soon it’s not fair to her

or him ig

but mainly her.

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hate this don’t care about anything bring back yellow….

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Mumscarian Week Day 3 - For I Love You Like The Moon

Prompt(s): Night & Music

Scar let his mind wander as he was pulled along by the ball of chaotic energy that was Grian, blindfold over his eyes making his mind sway in such a way that he was now glad not to have motion sickness. The shorter man had practically ambushed him as he was finishing up with his base for the day – or, well, night, he supposed – rambling something about a surprise and needing to meet up with Mumbo soon, or else they’ll be late.

Scar wasn’t exactly paying attention in what he was saying, too wrapped up in the adorable excited glint in his eyes, or maybe it was the endearing way he was bouncing around with so much excess energy in his body. Whatever it was, it distracted the elf from what the avian was saying – which may have actually been a good thing, knowing how bad the other was at not spoiling a surprise if it was something he was this excited about.

“Grian, love, calm down before you yank his arm out of its socket.” The oh so familiar amused chuckle brought Scar out of his daze of thoughts. He could almost hear the pout in Grian’s voice when he responded.

“I am calm!” He complained, a little too energetically for his words to be even remotely true. “And I’m not gonna pull his arm out of its socket! I’m not pulling him that hard!”

Mumbo chuckled again, the sound of his footsteps in the grass were the only indication to Scar that he was approaching. Mere seconds later, gentle hands came up and pulled the blindfold carefully from around Scar’s eyes, smoothing his hair down where it had become ruffled and messy. “Hello, darling. I hope our lovely little bird didn’t spoil anything for you?"

Ignoring the indignant ‘Hey!’ from the bird in question, Scar just smiled softly “To be honest, I wouldn’t know if he did or not,” His soft smile shifted into a mischievous smirk. “I was a bit distracted from being ambushed in my own home.”

Mumbo sighed in exasperation, turning to look at where Grian was now glaring over at Scar in mock offence. “I didn’t ambush you! I cannot believe you’re spreading such lies! And about your own husband no less!” He placed one hand on his chest, over his heart and the back of his other hand over his forehead, dramatically leaning back as if he were about to faint. Scar and Mumbo giggled long since used to their lover’s dramatics and antics.

“Am I ever gonna get an explanation for what exactly we’re doing out here?” Scar glanced back and forth between the two. They both turned to smirk at each other before looking back at Scar who cowered back ever so slightly.

“Oh, you are in for a treat, darling.” Mumbo grinned. Scar wasn’t given any chance to respond, or ask for more information before he was dragged along again. Instead of fighting, the elf merely allowed himself to be pulled along to wherever their final destination was.

No more than five minutes later, the elf, avian and human all came to a stop in a small clearing of a forest.

The clearing had clearly been decorated, and it looked absolutely beautiful. There were lanterns scattered about strategically, flowers and vines and all sorts of other plants covering the soft green grass and crawling up the trees, luscious red apples hanging from the oak branches, nestled between the leaves. In the middle of the clearing, though, sat a very soft looking blanket with a picnic set out on it.

Scar gaped at the scene before him. For a long moment, there was silence as he admired his surroundings. Scar didn’t know what to say, but he came up with something as fast, having felt Grian and Mumbo’s anxiety behind him. “It’s beautiful! I- you- is this all for me?!”

Scar turned to look at them, adoration and shock riddled all over his face. Grian was bouncy on the balls of his feet, an excited beam on his face, and Mumbo was gazing at him affectionately. “Of course! You’re our husband! And it’s your birthday tomorrow, but we couldn’t wait, so we decided to celebrate tonight! Besides the rest of the server will want to celebrate with you, and we wanted to have a small party for just the three of us. So this was the outcome!”

Scar looked around the wonderfully decorated clearing once more, still absolutely mesmerised. Grian stepped forward, taking a hold of his wrist once more, pulling him–much more gently this time, mind you–toward the small picnic, Mumbo following close behind.

The three husbands certainly had a fun time on their small outing, the moonlight shining down on them from above only adding its beauty to the peaceful moment. The flora and fauna of the surrounding forest produced a natural music of sorts, the music disc that Mumbo later put on only seemed to amplify it.

A few hours, dances, and many flower crowns made of honeysuckle, red and white roses – each with the thorns removed, of course – violets, and many other flowers, Grian, Scar and Mumbo headed back to Scar’s tree to settle down and get some sleep before the sun rose fully above the horizon.

It was a night as beautiful as any, that just so happened to hold better memories than most.

#b3an soup #bean writes stuff!! #mumscarianweek #day3prompt #this was already partially written #unlike yesterday's #but it is shorter than the others #ᗡ: #i hope you enjoy #!!

[finely-tuned-line]

RP:

ARCHIVED - PRIVATE TRANSMISSION

DD: it was actually a spice! the idea that it was a food is a common misunderstanding! very few cities thought it was a good food by itself, and some went to the extremes that eating not as a spice was... sacrilege!

SNS: kind of drastic, it's just a spice?

DD: eh, its the ancients. pretty difficult to question anything

SNS: you're probably right on that! where'd you even dig this up, it seems... well, ancient.

DD: the ancients didnt slowly phase out the "indulgence of food" til abt... at least 3250 cycles before the discovery of void fluid?

DD: i got into an argument with someone rly far away from us... nothingness and no regrets was number name i think? number city had rly good archival practice, and num was incredibly eager to disprove the "wrong" information that i had. cant even learn anyth new these cycles without arguing over it and goading them into it

DD: but from what ive picked up, before high-quality food was largely forbidden amongst most of the cities, some ancients were rly good at... cooking? it was considered art, some even dedicated dozens of their lifetimes to it

SNS: it sounds really interesting!

EP: Nerds.

SNS: i'm not the nerd here! i'd say that that would be Doubt's Dichotomy over there. she's the one who knows all of this.

DD: >:0

DD: i WILL stip talking to you

EP: I wouldn't take a misspelled sentence seriously, if I were Songs of the Negative Sunlight!

DD: YOU TOO, THEN

EP: There, there... No need to get so worked up...

SNS: maybe stop teasing it now?

EP: You're right. Sorry, Doubt's Dichotomy.

DD: its alright!

SNS: either way, hello Echoes of a Paradox! Haven't heard from you in a couple of cycles.

EP: Sorry. Was running a specific iteration of my latest attempt. Probably should have checked in earlier.

SNS: it's alright, don't worry about it!

SNS: did you succeed?

EP: You'd have heard of it by now if I had.

SNS: you're right in that matter, indeed.

FTL: I'd think that a futile try is still better than nothing.

EP: ...Right you are.

SNS: Finely-Tuned Line! haven't heard from you in even longer.

FTL: As always, I have been running various experiments. Nothing exuberantly special or outstanding to report, in any imaginable generally applicable category.

SNS: alright. take a break sometime, maybe?

FTL: I will not be doing so. I am - we are - not designed to take breaks, I will not be doing so. If you apply other thinking to yourself, that is up to you to deal with the consequences. I'll deal with mine.

EP: I'll check in more often, Songs of the Negative Sunlight. Will be leaving for now.

SNS: okay, thank you. stay safe.

FTL: I will be doing the same. That is, exiting for the meantime. No guarantees of consistent reports from me.

SNS: affirmative. you also stay safe.

SNS: ...i suppose i'll be doing the same.

SNS: contact me in any case necessary, that's what i'm here for.

DD: GOT ANOTHER. AN ENVOY TO THE OPEN FIELDS! AND SHES GOING TO TELL ME ABOUT ZIR CITY WILLINGLY!!

DD: fianlly. no one even talks to me anymore in groups unless i use an alias

DD: ...hello?

DD: anyone?

DD: guess ill celebrate on my own.

#in case it wasnt clear: this is set in the PAST. its ARCHIVED #had nothing else to post so... archived chatlog!!! #fuck writing this was weird cause. everyone is different #ep hasnt broken free yet #sns is... well. #dd isnt closed off yet #ftl is way way worse than he is now - ITS LIKE WIRITNG OLD SHIT #(i hope i didnt mess up writin him sdjfks) #still it was fun ᗡ: #theeeee info that dd is sharing at the start is vague on purpose - the spice is intentionally not clarified #i think its still legible that way #and to the hypothetical-but-likely-non-existent mew (the band) that follows this blog: #enjoy the references to the songs Ɛ> #and to anyone else: nothingness and no regrets and an envoy to the open fields are ocs of mine that arent even that solid #theyre essentially shoeins? #yk #BUT AAA THIS CHATLOG #ITS. ITS SAD BUT ALSO JUST THE TINIEST BIT NOT AND- )): #HRFKSJDFSD #yk i think sns wqould enjoy cooking... xis that type of person /notneg #rp #finely-tuned line #doubt's dichotomy #songs of the negative sunlight #echoes of a paradox #chatlog #i just realised that this is the first thing that has all four of them in it together?? #thats so cool... #but alsl kinda sad.. djfjfkh

[soniaakasonorri]

The dads at the start of season 1 ᗡ:

#the sillies <33 #I have a post-season 1 drawing too #but don't know where hdhdhsh #can't find it :| #dndads #dndads s1 #dndads odyssey #dungeons and daddies #henry oak #henry oak dndads #glenn close #glenn close dndads #my art #sonorri art

[enlighten3d]

🐸🦖💎 ???

ohh yoo hihihi!!! hello ᗡ:

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

i donttt particularly have an aesthetic? i just wear whatever lol. but i do like my cardigans!! cardigans are amazing and comfy. ive crocheted most of the ones i own!!

so what i usually wear (to places where i should have Proper clothing, aka school. otherwise its sweatpants and hoodie pff) ends up being black pants (jeans or leggings), black shirt, and a cardigan or plaid shirt (they are called shirts in english, right??? right??????? рубашка is the word i mean)

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

im not that into like, ancient and extinct animals? i barely know of any.

THAT BEING SAID. meganeura my beloved. GIANT PREHISTORIC DRAGONFLIES. what more could you want.

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

tommyinnit merch i got for my last birthday!!!! its such a comfy hoodie, okay. AND its merch abt my favourite dsmp arc (exile arc). i am very sane and normal okay (they say sarcastically)

but other than that itd be my kindle! i have 30mil+ words of fanfic downloaded onto there, and i take it EVERYWHERE w me. its v important to me

#ask game #!!!!!! #skhfks listen no one ever notices me #i am also very very sleep deprived rn #so #idk #but tysm for the ask ᗡ: #asks

[musei-thoughts]

𝘙𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴 = 𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴.

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝘝𝘰𝘹 𝘈𝘬𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘶 𝘠𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 )

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 710𝘸.

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧.

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩.

𝙖/𝙣: 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰.

𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙨: 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦.

It was a hot summer day in the Akuma household. Vox sits the engawa (a traditional Japanese home’s veranda) as he fanned himself, watching you wander through the garden, picking up rocks and pebbles from the ground.

You looked over to vox innocently, an intrusive thought lingering in your mind.

Vox squints his eyes at you in suspicion, “Y/n? What do you have there?” You showed him the rock. “What is that rock for? Are you planning on throwing at someone?”

You just stared at him and slowly placed the rock in your mouth. “Y/n. No.”

You ignored him and held the rock in your mouth. “Don’t you dare do it. We don’t have Shu in here to magic you out of whatever situation you’re planning on putting yourself in.” He threatens you, pointing his fan at you.

You blinked, thinking if you should reconsider your decision on swallowing the rock. I mean- the rock isn’t that big, you’ll be fine.

Or not.

“Y/n- I told you not to swallow the damn rock!” Vox rushed to your side and frantically pats your back, “You need to cough! Cough, dammit!” It was no use, your face was turning blue from lack of oxygen.

He kept on patting your back, Hard. "COUGH!" Seeing that patting you was not working, he begins to perform the Heimlich maneuver on you. "COUGH!!"

You continued to choke, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. "No. NO!!" He squeezes your abdomen for the last time before the rock comes flying out of your mouth in slow motion, hitting a poor bird.

"Good god are you alright?? You actually choked! My heart dropped! I thought I was going to have to perform CPR on you or something!" Vox exclaimed, holding your shoulders tightly.

You wiped the saliva from the corner of your mouth, panting, "I wish." you mumbled.

"Wait, you WANTED to die?! Are you insane?!"

'Dying is not what I would have wanted, but you performing CPR on me is.'

"Yes."

Vox sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose, "Well, you need help. Seriously, the world is better with you around whether you think so or not." Vox quickly gives you a hug before patting you on the head. "And please, try not to swallow rocks again in the future."

The scene was so sweet till you pull out another rock from your pocket with sneaky grin on your face.

"Oh for god's sake…." The demon face palms before quickly taking the rock from your hand and hurled it over the fence. "You will NOT die today!"

You were like: >:ᗡ

You gave Vox an offended glare before picking up another rock and making a run for it. Vox screams and chases after you, yelling profanities at you, "YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW, YOU TWAT! YOU WILL BE HAPPY AND ALIVE AND YOU WILL LIKE IT!!!"

The demon catches up to you and puts you on his shoulder, getting rid of the rock in your hand. "Just...rocks. No more rocks." He ties you up and waited for the sorcerer to come home.

When Shu returned, Vox asked him to banish all the swallowable rocks in the household.

Shu complied to vox despite his confusion, "THIS-" Vox points at your tied up form, "-TRIED TO UNALIVE HERSELF!!!"

"No I wasn't." You defended.

Shu turns to you in wonder, "What's with the rock eating fiasco all about then?" You ushered him to come closer to you and whispered something in his ear.

The sorcerer pulls away and chuckles at you, making you flush in embarrassment.

"Why, what did she say?" Vox asked.

Shu leans down and kisses you on the cheek before turning to Vox. "She just wanted kisses." He casually lied, patting your head and leaving you alone with vox.

Disbelief. That's what Vox's face held as he looked at you.

The male sighs in defeat, walking towards you and planting a soft kiss on your forehead, "You should've told me that you wanted kisses instead of worrying me like that…" He mumbled.

Initially, kisses wasn't on your mind when you swallowed that rock. You just wanted to know if you would become like that Filipino female superhero: Darna, who turns into a superwoman when she swallows a rock.

So in conclusion, Rocks ≠ Darna but rather,

Rocks = Kisses.

𝘢/𝘯: 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘱. 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘢'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴.

← 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 │ 𝘕𝘦𝘹𝘵 →

#vox akuma #vox x reader #ike eveland #mysta rias #shu yamino #luca kaneshiro #luxiem #vtubers #nijisanjien #nijisanji #x reader #vox akuma x reader #luxiem x reader #nijisanji en x reader #shu x reader #shu yamino x reader #luxiem fluff #luxiem crack

[tiredchaoss]

It's alright, it's alright

Blues still got this!!!

Damn they pushed it ggs green

I'm just gonna stay in this post for the rest of this lol

Alright purpleeeee, come on blue bats!!

Oooo kill for Legs!! We win these!!!!!

Alright next is red!! Ooo they rushin

HELL YA WE GOT IT!!

Ooo we against cyan, we got this!! Even if they all seem nervous XD

AND WE WIN IT

6-3!!! Nice!!

#ggs everyone!! #ooo legs top 5 for battle box ᗡ: #mcc #liveblogging

[thehypedbuddy]

one more for now Aiden The Hare God of ̵̢͓̝̪͍̌̃̔ᗡ๏̷͚͚̊̏̈́̓́⅁̶͖̺̎̑̈́́̉͗͝͠ร��̡̛͔̻̘̞̘̺͂̀́͝ͅђ̸̰̗̟̰̀̈́̍̉̌̿͌͘͜๏̸͖̮́̒̃͗̎́̍̄͛̚ย̵̝̀́ɭ̸͖̮̰̜̹͔͗͒́̔̀͠๔̶̙̃̊̚̚͠ภ̶̻̓́̍̎̿̂̾๏̵̨̛͎͕̫͉̞̲̉͂̉͝Շ̷̨̪͕̤͙̈́̐́̏͋̾̈́̽̚є̵̮̖̟̬̖͇̦͓̄̈́̋̓̋͂̏͒א̷̒͆̐̕͠

#sonic the hedgehog #idw sonic #sth #sonic #sonic fanart #sth fanart #idw sonic comics #sonic the hedghog fanart #sonic fan oc #sonic fancharacter #sonic fan character #sonic oc