#BARGAIN COMPLETE

[desceros]

INT DISCORD - EVENING @thejudiciousneurotic: i'm drawing a comic where leo talks about how he accidentally sent someone his nudes me: oh. now i wanna write a fic where leo flirts with you by "accidentally" shooting you his nudes me: ...trade u for the comic thejudiciousneurotic: 🤝 me: 🤝 leonardo/reader, female reader, rated m

You’re having a very nice lunch with April and Casey when your phone vibrates where it rests next to your plate.

neon leon (12:41 p.m.) [image]

Oh boy. What does this goober want?

Normally, you aren’t one to check your phone while eating with others. It’s kind of rude, and you don’t get enough time with the three of you hanging out like this. But April’s busy trying to make Casey laugh so hard his drink comes out of his nose, and—and you’re curious, because it’s Leo, and he’s sent you a picture.

You open the message app, and blink. It's not a meme, or a dorky selfie, or something pretty like he sometimes finds while he's wandering about and shoots your way to share.

It’s… a picture of him. The kind that he’d usually put on his So-Shell, you note, wondering why he’d sent it to you specifically. A little bit of a suggestive pose: his arms curling in just a manner to accentuate the way his arms have been getting big lately, one leg crossed over the other to show off how long they are, fingers framing that smug smirk he gets sometimes when he—

—oh.

Oh, god.

Leo isn’t wearing his mask. Or—or anything, you suddenly realize. No wraps. No socks. 

…Are these… nudes?!

Quickly, feeling your face burn hot, you look up to check in with April and Casey. They’re both still fucking around on the other side of the table. She’s tickling him, he’s giggling. Normal. Normal. They haven’t noticed that you’re a few degrees shy of combustion. Cool, cool. No one’s noticed that your best friend—friend friend just a friend!—has sent you his smoldering-hot naked body.

Quickly, you stop yourself, inhaling deep before you go too deep into it. No, that’s silly. He’s a fucking turtle. So he’s not wearing socks. Or forearm wraps. Or—Or his mask, which you’ve never seen him without before. So it’s a sexy pose in front of a mirror. It’s—It’s not anything salacious, if you don’t make it such. 

You start typing, just the usual compliment that you usually give his pictures on So-Shell, maybe a fire emoji, and—

neon leon (12:41 p.m.) oops! didn’t mean to send that!

neon leon (12:41 p.m.) just uh. pretend i didn’t just accidentally send you a nude. haha :)

“Oh my god,” you quietly whimper. It is a nude. 

The proper thing would be, of course, to do as he asks. Spam a bunch of junk until it disappears to the void of the past conversation. Laugh it off with him. Tell him a joke to make him feel better when he’s probably fucking mortified. 

…A little like how you’re mortified the moment you tap on the picture, making it bigger. 

God damn it. It’s… It’s so unfair how good he looks, you think, biting on the inside of your cheek. He’s finally hit that growth spurt Casey has warned everyone was coming, and he’s just so—so big. Towering over you easily. Putting on muscle like it’s as easy as putting on a shirt. Moving like silk through the air. Comfortable in his skin and knowing he looks good.

A fresh memory comes to mind. How the other day, he’d picked you up in one hand to snag the blanket you’d been sitting on to hand to Donnie where he’d been whining about being chilly. You’d spent the rest of the afternoon uncomfortably wet and turned on, hoping to god his sensitive turtle nose couldn’t pick up on it as he draped an arm on your shoulder for the last half of the movie and pulled you to lean into his plastron.

(...Friends cuddle, right? Totally. Friends totally cuddle.)

Plus he’s just… pretty. The way his cheekbones curve, the markings on his face cutting beautiful lines around his eyes, eyes that you can see without his mask in the way. The breath catches in your lungs as you stare into where they’re half-lidded in the picture, turning the smirk into something sultry. The smirk, framed by fingers that are long and thick and—

“Oh fuck,” you choke, clenching your teeth so hard your jaw aches. 

(...Friends think about getting fingered by their friends, right?! Right?! Oh god, oh fuck—)

“You good?” April asks, finally looking away from Casey who is dabbing at his face and bellowing with agony. Oof, carbonation up the nose. Not fun.

“…I’m so good,” you tell her around the knot in your throat, fingers going tight on your phone. Gah. You have to leave now or else she’ll suss out what’s wrong and you’re pretty sure you’d rather die than admit you’re getting flustered off of Leonardo’s mess up. “Say, uh. I—I have to go to the bathroom. Right now. For a while. I’ll be back.”

You can feel her eyes between your shoulder blades as you flee her knowing eyes, quickly going into the stand-alone bathroom in the cute little café and snapping the door shut behind you. You slump back against it, whipping out your phone and looking at it a bit like it’s a ticking time bomb. 

Which it kind of is, you realize with a sudden terror. You haven’t responded to him yet. He would have seen the little dots where you’d given away you were typing. That you’d had his picture in your face. He knows you’ve seen it. You’ve seen it, and time is passing while he’s sitting there, knowing there’s a fucking nuke on your screen. Oh god. Oh fuck.

Stupid sexy turtle, you think, hands trembling as you compose a very normal, very chill response. You only delete three before you settle on the last and send it.

sent (12:45 p.m.) no worries! i didn’t see anything, haha :)

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) hm. you sure? you sure took a while to respond

Oh god. Embarrassment lights your blood on fire. He knows. He totally knows. Fuck, it feels like he knows how you zoomed the fuck in and had to press your goddamn thighs together beneath the table. Swallowing thickly, you try to do as much damage control as you can. 

sent (12:45 p.m.) i mean, of course i saw it. i was curious!

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) oh yeah? what were you so curious about?

sent (12:45 p.m.) i. you know. i’ve never seen you without your mask. 

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) you know you can ask, right? i’ll take it off for you whenever you want.

You fumble your phone. What the fuck. Is this happening. Quickly, you look up. Yep. You’re still here. A quick pinch reminds you that it isn’t a dream. It’s quarter til one on a Saturday, and your childhood friend has sent you a nude on accident and then said that. 

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) is that something you want? seeing me without my mask?

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) i’d do it. for you.

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) no wraps. no socks. no mask. 

“…Holy shit,” you mutter, feeling a little dizzy. You gape, unsure of how to respond, how to fucking breathe. Then, you nearly jump out of your skin when the phone of your screen fills with a selfie of you and Leo in a photobooth at Alberto Land, feather boas and silly matching heart-shaped glasses stupid on your face. 

Oh fuck. He’s calling you. 

“Where are you right now?” Leo asks as soon as you answer the call, not waiting for you to find your voice, his words velvet in your ears.

Defensive at how you’re reacting, protecting your friendship with him tooth and nail, you claw out of the fog that had settled and made you stupid. You narrow your eyes at the hand dryer next to you. “…Did you actually ‘accidentally’ send me that picture, Leonardo?”

His laugh fills your ears like wine; rich, decadent, intoxicating. Warmth blooms in your chest. “Where are you, beautiful?”

That’s about as close to an admission as you’re probably going to get, you think. The pet name, familiar in shape but foreign in tone, makes your stomach dip. Licking your lips, you try one more time. 

“…Why are you sending me your nudes?” you ask, air catching in your throat, voice quiet but feeling loud in the privacy of the bathroom. 

“Why are you looking at them?” he responds cheekily. You bite down on the snarky response that reflexively comes to the surface; am I not supposed to, goober? There’s something glittering in the air, an invitation for something, and it makes you hesitate. Makes you look at the boundary of the lines you’ve drawn around him. Wonder what they’d look like a little smudged. 

“I… wanted to see,” you admit, feeling a little breathless, wondering if you sound so. If he can tell you’re on the edge of a cliff, feeling a bit like maybe you’re ready to take a step and fall.

“See what?” he asks. Voice lower still. Umbrous. Hypnotic. Tantalizing.

“You. Without—Without your mask. Without… any of it.”

His phone ever so slightly picks up on a sensuous rumble that comes from deep inside his shell. The sound of it makes you shiver, goosebumps rising on your skin. Your eyes fall shut. It’s an easy fantasy, thinking of feeling it in your flesh.

Leo says your name. It’s not a way you’ve ever heard him do so, before. It pricks your attention, hooking into it, pulling it where he wants it. “Where are you?”

You tell him. A second later, your eyes flare with familiar blue light. Two seconds later, your back is against the bathroom door, the sound of the lock clicking loud in your ears as he reaches over and ensures no one will be interrupting.

“Leo, you—!” you gasp, the barest amount of protest that he cuts through as easily as if he’d taken his katana to it. 

“I got tired of waiting. And you want to see,” he says, his fingers finding your chin and holding you in place, his mouth hovering over yours, his breath hot against where you can’t breathe. His other hand finds the curve of your hip, pulling it to meld to his own, his plastron pressing you to the door. “So look while you still can, pretty little thing. Because you’ve got about three minutes before I plan on getting my face between your legs for a long, long time.”

Later, much later, after you nearly bite through your palm trying to keep quiet through the several orgasms he easily eats out of you, after he portals you back to the lair and he pins you to that cursed mirror in his bedroom so you can see how good he looks while fucking you stupid, after he crawls over you in his sheets and slowly curls his fingers together with yours while rolling his hips to get slow and deep to drive you absolutely insane, your phone vibrates again.

This time, you ignore it, fully fucked out, completely disinterested in moving from beneath where Leo’s snoring into your shoulder, having everything you can possibly want within arm’s reach for the foreseeable future.

ayyy-pril (2:19 p.m.) lmao did you fall in?

ayyy-pril (2:19 p.m.) hellooooooo

ayyy-pril (2:21 p.m.) …since leo’s also not answering i’m guessing you’re with him. girl u Gotta let me know when you dip so i don’t worry >:T

ayyy-pril (2:21 p.m.) also. ugh. can you two just make out already? the pining is getting ridiculous. and don’t tell me i’m just imagining things again. i’m sooooo bored by your excuses

ayyy-pril (2:21 p.m.) grabbed your leftovers for you. love you ttyl byeeee

#BARGAIN COMPLETE #my fic #tmnt #rise #leonardo/reader #rating: m #i was tempted to go for the e rating but decided to leave it here. it felt sufficiently spicy as is hehe #ANYWAY ENJOY YEEHAW

[hellmandraws]

Not gonna lie, I'm super excited about the upcoming One Piece live action series! It's out Aug 31 on Netflix. I actually think it's gonna be good! 🤞🤞🤞

#reminder that the strike has NOT called for a boycott from viewers! #we want to show that we want more of this show and that Netflix has to pay their writers properly if they want to keep profiting from it #don't forget: the continuation of a popular show is a bargaining chip for the writers #one piece #one piece live action #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #nami #usopp #sanji #when I first heard about the LA years ago I thought they were crazy #manga live actions are never good and OP is basically unfilmable #but when the strawhat cast was revealed I sat up straight and started paying attention #they were all spot on! absolutely unheard of in a live action! #and everything I've seen and heard about it since has just seemed so promising #early reviews are starting to come out and they're all positive #guys I think they did it #I think... Netflix actually made a good live action adaptation?? #and of OP of all thing?!?! #(I won't be able to watch it until Sunday though so I'm gonna have to stay off the internet completely to avoid spoilers! TAT)

[normalbrothers]

TOMMY: Arthur, Frances was right. Linda was here today.

#peaky blinders #tvedit #peakyblindersgifs #don't like this at all but this scene is impossible to capture in gifs #had to omit a lot of tommy's (very anxious) reactions (like the cyanide capsule for example) #but it is such an interesting insight into their relationship and one that fandom tends to miss #any kind of 'authority' tommy has over arthur is the one he grants him (out of his own desire to abdicate responsibility) #he's not the cowed oppressed mindlessly servile party in that relationship #and the hierarchy here is telling as well #arthur threatens tommy because he knows he can do that and that it will work #tommy of course makes the dubious decision of telling him about linda's whereabouts; there's certainly a culpability here in enabling #his abusive behaviour towards his wife #but here's the reason for it too: if tommy doesn't help him get linda back he'll be tommy's problem. that *is* the threat #and tommy can't even bargain with him: he has to tell him now and not later. just gets completely steamrolled lol #it's not like arthur always acts like that but it's important to understand that he can and does

[shrikeseams]

When you idly think about Celegorm possibly being most like Nerdanel of all the sons of Feanor, and then you start thinking about Nerdanel getting a post-Darkening moral decay arc all of her own to mirror her son(s)'s.

#tolkien #san shoots the breeze #Like. My central celegorm thesis is that he becomes what he becomes because he has a specific moral/social worldview #that is actually heavily based on 1) common cultural understanding of said worldview and 2) direct positive intervention from the valar #like he is an acolyte of a specific god and that goes with specific rights and responsibilities for everyone involved #and once the noldor arrive in beleriand that specific framework *collapses* #because the valar can't be fucked and the amanyar don't have the same religious&cultural expectations #so he upholds his end of the bargain as long as he can (both emotionally and materially) #but when it all collapses (structural damage from what happened to ardehel #and then complete collapse from the bragollach) he breaks HARD #and I think there's space for something similar with Nerdanel #who was likely raised in fairly close contact with aule and who stays faithful to the valar as feanor starts to go off the rails #who makes all the 'right' choices! and her reward is the obliteration of her family #and quite likely at least some degree of social ostracization for her association with her husband and children #not sure what her final straw would be though #...possibly it could be celebrimbor's capture and death actually. hm. #Anyway! I just think Nerdanel should be viciously violently angry with basically everyone for at LEAST a century but likely longer

[nonstandardrepertoire]

feeling especially exhausted today by the parallels between "cis male trans 'activists' whose trans activism seems to start and end with hating 'transphobes' (often sliding seamlessly into just outright hating women)" and "non-Palestinian goyische pro-Palestinian 'activists' whose pro-Palestinian activism seems to start and end with hating 'Zionists' (often sliding seamlessly into just outright hating Jews)"

#it is all so exhausting #what if instead of this literally anything else #i need you to love trans people more than you hate transphobes #for me one of the big tells (beyond actual just straight up Jew hatred) is that there's often also a complete dehumanization of Palestinian #not treating them as people but instead just as like. completely abstract victims #or like. bargaining chips in the game of “who are we dogpiling this week” #no efforts to actually help make anyone's life better #just wielding photos/stories/statistics of death and suffering as cudgels against people they don't like #with friends like these... #sometimes it's not a very fun party #from the river to the sea palestine will be free

[lyriumsings]

tenzin is literally one of the best things to come out of korra he’s so fucking goated zaheer and his friends had to tag team him so hard to get him

#i love him so much #i forget how much i love like tenzin korra and lin #even tonraq and sit in are just so fucking cool #i really did not need mako and bolin SJSJSJ like they have their moments #esp when the show completely abandons romance is when they’re their best #but it’s not enough good to outweigh the rest of them #esp bolin #bolin is like waayyyy more annoying that i remember #discount bargain bin sokka for real #tlok #lyriumsings txt

[jout--jout]

episode 34 prayer circle for our favorite group of moon haunted mfs

🕯 🕯

🕯 bell's hells 🕯

🕯 are all fine 🕯

🕯 💛💚💙🖤💜 🕯

🕯 🕯

#critical role #cr #critical role campaign 3 #bells hells #imodna #matt merc(y)er i am trusting you completely #i am now in the bargaining stage #and holding on by a thread #whatever the outcome im sure im gonna need therapy sooo :D #ashton greymoore #chetney pock o'pea #fresh cut grass #fearne calloway #imogen temult #laudna #orym of the air ashari

[18catsreading]

"Sean": she's at Marion's. Make sure she doesn't wash the ball. [Brennan]: And I'm gonna crack the butt of the rifle over her head.

Spenser: are you trying to avoid this?

Marisha: does he get close enough to me? What I had hidden between my forefinger and my middle finger, is my hand weapons, my blade that I keep on me. So as I see that he is about to lunge I want to take the knife and jab it in his neck.

Spenser: it's another PVP

#spenser starke #critical role #candela obscura #needle and thread #ep 3 broken path #brennan lee mulligan #marisha ray #travis willingham #zehra fazal #luis carazo #on sixes you both take down each other #on fails you don't hit each other #the cast dissecting don't wash the ball omg #six v triple sixes from Auntie Bea! #four body marks #brennan just drew an X across his character sheet #i have to keep my end of the bargain - complete commitment from every moment #aahhh it *was* an agreement then

[duefault]

i played a lethal company mod w friends that adds the gang torture dance song from jjba as an emote and it’s been stuck in my head all day

#★ ・﹙ faustian bargain bin ooc ﹚ #complete jjbafication of my brain #just love pt 4 and 5 sm #tbd

[mistyintherivers]

I found this buffy boxset in a charity shop but lots of it is missing so would anyone happen to know which version of the boxset this is?

I'd at least like to find the missing eps from s2 and s3 but there are so many different boxsets online lol

#this currently goes up to s3.e8 #it was such a bargain i dont mind not having the whole thing but id just like to complete the seasons i have :):) #i like collecting things okay?!?! #btvs #excuse my other dvds lol

[akumanoken]

If there was ever a time to keep Sakura away and safe it's now jfc

#Fuji is one thing #Charidynn is a completely different monster jfc #the bargaining chip;; (princess au)

[celestial-sapphicss]

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#body dysmorphia is literally the worst thing ever omg #all my life i have been waiting to look like a certain beauty standard before i can start the 'rest of my life' whatever that means #EVEN THE SIMPLEST THINGS #like i want to buy a phone but it's expensive so im bargaining with myself that if i work towards looking a certain way then it's justified #and it is so fucking annoying god whenever i look back at my pictures im always like 'i wish i could look like that again' #BUT THEN ive never felt good about the way i looked maybe except that one year when i wasn't completely depressed ?????? #and i want to start to exercise because i know it helps me calm the fuck down sometimes #but there's always this thought in the back of my mind that yeah maybe if i exercise it will also help me in looking a certain way #and then i feel so fucking ashamed of feeling that way so i never start????? #but i thought the ONE thing that i could start now without having to wait to start the 'rest of my life' is therapy #but it just ended with a subtle body shaming and i didn't think much of it but boy am i in a spiral now #and i hate it absolutely hate it this week has been so fucking awful i cant #anyways that's why ive been mia with my first world problems so i'll respond when i get back i guess #vi.txt

[cats-and-cacti]

crawling into a hole for the rest of my life

#I fucked up on my job application I completely forgot to include my references #literally so fucking like. I skipped over denial anger bargaining went right to depression

[soldier-poet-king]

Read more of Moira's pen and once again made myself sad and once again it has NOTHING to do with the content and it just seems to be like??? I think about it engage with qt for longer than 5 minutes and it hurts??? It's like looking into the sun??? It's this inexplicable ache that nothing else in the world has ever given me? Absolutely truly nothing no matter how much I've loved it has produced this specific sweet sorrow/bitter joy and I can't explain it it describe it but I'm so deeply upset??

#franposting #this is why i dont reread them too often #its too much #idk. is it just overwhelming love #is it the specific combination of themese and characters? #is it the story as myth and the lack of definitively certainty making my ocd flare up subconsciously #bc of my desperate need for definitive answers #all of the above?? #like im just. nothing gets me like this doeso #other things get to me deeply and with similar or even more intensity #but nothing gets to me in this particular way #i feel like i might die from it tbh #unironically and completely genuinely i think actual religious experience is the only other thing that comes close #and still theyre different (obvs) #im just. i have a lot of feelings and not enough words #language is a tool but it is also a limiter #and i am so aware of that rn #also im so sorry everyone who sent me messages i havent answered yet im jusf. ah #i am gonna force myself to go to bed. work tmrw #i just wanna lay here in my sadness and ache and joy and think and pray and beg and bargain