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deluweil · 18 hours

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Here's the thing, I have nothing against Lou/Tommy, but the accessive enthusiasm of him returning and everyone already talking about him showing up for next season,

Which if any of you watched for the last 7 seasons, it is very possible because writers love to drag temps over to the next seasons because apparently breakups are for season beginners, mostly (except for taylor),

is very off-putting.

1. Because the dude literally just showed up and they haven't even had one worthy make out session to even call it a situationship.

2. Buck hurt Eddie physically to get into Tommy's mouth and pants, which ruined it for me from the start tbh and Tommy had nothing to do with it, he was just there.

3. Buck has made Maddie's day, his coming out party - that is a big NO in my book. Because one, dude you literally came out, what if you decide eventually that you don't want this or don't want this with this specific first-guy-ever anymore? And two SHE IS YOUR SISTER THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS HAVE HER LEAVE ON HER HONEYMOON BEFORE YOU KILL YOUR PARENTS OF A HEART- ATTACK.

Even if they "seem accepting" to Buck’s face, this takes time to process, something better revealed in time and in private, once one is sure. Not thinking and talking about this the whole wedding!

And yes, I know, Buck is impulsive, but think for a second, would you want your baby brother to hijacke your wedding after so long of planning it? I know I would have killed him.

Would have told him in advance that if he's bringing his new boyfriend to my wedding, he better tell our parents first. Because this is my fucking day!

I love Buck, but his self-centered personality rubs me the wrong way this season.

Maybe because I wanted to see him growing the fuck up after 7 years and so many traumas and experiences and therapy that he went through, but nope, same old Buck, only instead of the dating the girl who gave him attention, he's seeing the guy who gave him attention.

It's annoying, it's off putting and frankly I am so mad at the writers and Tim for this because these characters deserved better.

And don't talk to me about representation because Shonda did the bi representation in Station 19 perfectly to the point that I was bummed that Travis and Eli didn't end up as endgame even though I loved Emmett with Travis.

Again somehow the 911 writers managed to taint for me what should have been and amazing experience, independent completely of buddie, but no they managed to not only mix Eddie and Buck with Tommy, the whole thing came at the expense of Eddie, physically and mentally, because not only did Buck not apologized to Eddie, Eddie also lost his new friend who now fawns over Buck.

So screw this storyline, I hate it and I hate how everyone is OK with everything that happened in the story, just because Buck is doing a dude(kissing really, there was no doing yet).

There's a lot of blocking in my future, most are just ppl who either came in now because of bi Buck or those who came from other disappointing fandoms and are just here for the rep not the actual story.

But some of us have been here since S1, we want the rep, but we want it to be complimenting, we want to fall in love with the character before it turns into a LI, we want the emotion, the connection, the obvious love building over several years.

Like Casey and Gabby and Severide and Stella, like Maya and Carina, like Travis and Emmett (even though I liked Eli better for him) like Sullivan and Natasha.

I want an emotional payout, give up the surprises, and the wrecked trucks and ships, just tell a good story!

And for the love of all that's holy, enough with the last-minute changes, those never turn out well in the long run. They literally started from scratch when they made the switch between Eddie and Buck.

Also in my opinion, Eddie had a LOT more chemistry with Lou/Tommy than Buck. It would have made so much more sense, in the catholic guilt and internal homophobia department, the nun and supposedly commitment issues was weak at best.

It could have been epic. 😩

And yes, Buck could have started the season single, no harm in that, maybe make him, I don't know, actually growing into something that he would like without someone else to pet his ego? Go back to therapy, work for the LT. exams, be interim captain, realize his worth and learn to love himself for him, not because someone else gave him attention and that made him preen, get him somewhere worthy. Even lessons with Tommy without involving Eddie in this would have been great.

Just something that shows character development, because up until now all I get is S2/S3 Buck and I've seen that movie before, I want my money back.

I realize this is harsh, and normally, I would stick to the light and fun and ignore the rest, but this had to be said out loud so I can go back to that.

That being said, as I said, I will watch Madney wedding purely for Madney. Anything else is just a bonus. I can't wait for that bachelor party and see wth happens to Chimney.

Happy Monday, my loves. ❤️

#venting #so done with all the bucktommy fawning #i like tommy but ppl you made him into some god he's not #he's just gay and hot for evan #not about buddie #but i am mad on eddie behalf #and that's before we even know what happened at that bachelor party #evan please for the love of god grow the fuck up #fuck who you want it will be hot I'm sure but fucking grow up #eddie diaz #evan buckley #tommy kinard #coming out party #911 spoilers #911 speculation #madney #I'm starting the let the buck grow up movement join me #911 abc

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notemaker · 8 months

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Imagine building a family in a terrible world. Some of you die sooner, and you try to make it work. Then everyone, everything is gone, you have less than a minute to process that, and you're alone. Except it's worse! Because your family will be there, but suddenly you're not part of it. The house is in front of you and you don't have the keys.

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somerandomdudelmao · 9 months

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Cass please cass wait cass CASS I’m DYING AHH GOD the idea of Leo having been the last to die, to have died thinking (knowing) he was directly responsible for at the very least Raph and Mikeys deaths, and that he KNEW he'd be dying with essentially no ninpo, no spiritual connection and thus no real hope of joining his family in any sort of afterlife, that all those goodbyes were forever — the idea of him waking up and just ...everyones home, home and healthy and whole UGH CASS IM CRYING

(would he even believe it? would he think its a krang trick? god how do you heal from that kind of end? he ran towards it, he got his kid out and then turned back to continue a fight he already lost. everyone was dead, Donnie and Raph and April and Mikey, everyone else had given up everything— Mikey burned away for the slightest hope and Raph gave the resistance his heart and Donnie wore himself down to nothing, not even a ghost left— and Leo wanted to go that way too i think, giving everything, fighting for time like he wasn’t the last one standing, like there was anything left to fight for. Because to do anything less would be to discredit his brother’s sacrifices. How do you wake up from that? How can anything ever be okay again? How do you believe that you can wake up to a happy ending, hug your brothers, hold your son, see your father? A krang trick? It must be. Which means he was captured. Which mean did not die. Which means he failed. The world is dead, the krang have won, and Hamato Leonardo was not even able to match his brothers in death. He asked his baby brother to burn, and he has failed. How do you move on from that. How do you believe anything except the echoing certainty that there is quite literally nothing left to lose, and your own wretched, wailing anger?

Well. If he cannot honor the price he made his family pay, maybe he can at least make the memory of Donnie (not a spirit, there is no spirit, you cost him his soul) smile by finding the nearest Krang and unleashing Hell upon the sorry bastard. Yeah. i just. Cass i am STRESSED.)

I..uh..fuck I can't talk about this because of spoilers kvdkbf

But in general

Mikey and Leo went through the same hell, but at the end, when all they could hope for was gone, Casey showed up. And he said he could help them. Save them.

The difference between Mikey and Leo is that Mikey heard and understood him. So Mikey has a strange time too, realizing that everything is okay again. But he knew it would get better.

While Leo remained in a state of lostness and fear

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blueeofsl · 8 months

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Page 17. We see that Donnie is just laughing at the joke now. It might be because it’s right after Leo sobbing for a while and then he just pulls that joke out of nowhere, or the fact that Donnie is exhausted. Or maybe, Donnie just really missed his stupid jokes

But it relaxes Donnie out of whatever caffeine or adrenaline high he’s been in for so long, and he passes out on Leo. Literally laughs himself to sleep.

However for Leo, this was probably really worrying. Because Donnie was active and talking to him and suddenly he’s passed out. (Also is it just me or does it look like Leo’s stump is sorta holding Donnie’s head up?)

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In Page 18, Leo gently lays Donnie down on the bed he had woken up from. Staring at Donnie the whole way through with a sort of attentiveness to any sort of discomfort/pain.

He’d probably noticed the eyebags under Donnies eyes too.

In the second panel, Leo’s worry shows through again and seems to need to take a breath before checking Donnie’s pulse in panel three.

The fact that Donnie lets this happen so willingly (even when passed out. I would guess that over the years in the apocalypse, the turtles have learned a way to protect themselves even in their sleep.) shows that he is fully out and probably wont wake up for a while.

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In page 19, notice how there wasn’t just one panel being used to show Leo focusing on Donnie’s pulse, but two. We can tell by Leo’s facial expression that he’s still having doubts of seeing Donnie alive again.

Still doubting that things are real in the third panel as he goes to check his own pulse. His own pulse being much quicker than Donnies. This could be because of the fact that Donnie’s asleep while Leo is awake. Or it could be the fact that Leo is very alert now that he’s alone.

In the last panel, Leo finally lets himself say what he’s thinking at the moment “what the fuck”. I don’t think ive ever read those words with so much emotion behind them because yes. Leo is just… so confused on how he got here. He has no clue that they’re in the present timeline, where Donnie can resurrect people. He has no idea if there are other people out there other than him and Donnie. He doesn’t even know that the sky is now free of krang and is blue instead of the apocalyptic red.

The last panel also shows us that Leo is also finally starting to take note of his surroundings, past just trying to reach for Donnie.

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Some other theories/notes; I’m guessing that Leo is going to need a lot of guidance/reassurance of the fact that things are real and that he can relax. Like Casey, he probably wont be a fan of the big crowds in NYC and would rather stay hidden.

I’m also guessing that the family will have some sort of “talk” about what has happened overall. The war, the people they’ve lost, everything. Maybe Cass wont add this in, but I think Mikey will try to have everyone at least address the fact that not only are they survivors, but they are also veterans from a long, long war.

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Phew… that was a lot of writing! Loved checking through all 59 panels and finding the little details/ focusing on the emotion Cass was trying to portray there.

Would like to thank @somerandomdudelmao for the comics and also @tapakah0 and @ryanthel0ser for being wonderful motivators hehe

PART 1

PART 2

PART 3 (here)

#the way that I did this in 2 and a half hours #hungover too #brainrot go brrrrr #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #future leo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #cass apocalyptic series #rise of the turtles #I literally woke up #and just started writing nonstop #over 3000 words dear god

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wasawattpadkid · 1 year

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Housewife

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Summery: Billy and Stu have been planning these murders for quite some time. Everything is going to plan until you show up. What happens when they meet someone who is just as mentally deluded as they are?

Pairing: poly!ghostface x fem!reader

Warnings for this series: murder, blood, smut (will be more in depth on smut chapters), power dynamics, a dash of sexism, knives, stalking, perverse behavior, cheating,

Part 1

If you heard the names Casey or Steve one more time you might go insane. Stu ran up behind you wrapping his arms around your waist. "Boo!" The binder you held in your arms unceremoniously hit the floor. "Let go of me weirdo." You struggled but he didn't let go. "Did ya hear about Casey and Steve?" You could scream. The heel of your Mary Jane shoes made contact with his toes making him lose his grip. With a huff you picked up your belongings. "Why is everyone so obsessed with them?" Stu cocked an eyebrow at you. "Uh because they were slit open like pigs in a butcher shop?"

"I get that trust me thats all anyone can talk about. But you can't act all sad like you've lost a loved one and then talk in great detail about what organ fell out where. It's inhumane." He leaned back on the lockers listening to you rant. "Yesterday was a complete shit show. That Steve guy was a prick to me and he didn't even know my name yet. So he can't be the saint everyone's making him out to be. Murders happen everywhere all the time these two aren't going to change anything."

"Interesting take from Marry Poppins. What's got your panties in a bunch today?" You opened your locker putting away your things for lunch. "Some asshole started talking to me in 2nd period about how in a movie I'd be a prime suspect because the murders started when I got here." Randy. Stu knew the moment you brought up movies. "Well you did say Steve was an asshat, that's motive Y/n." He was right but let's be real here. You couldn't take on an athlete if you were paid. You rubbed your face in frustration. "Relax I know it's not you. You'd cry if you got blood on that cute little dress of yours." It really wouldn't matter you knew how to take practically any stain out of a piece of clothing.

"You'd be surprised." Just as the words left your lips a kid bumped into you knocking you into Stu. His hands conveniently found your hips. "Watch where you're walking asshole!" Stu shouted with a laugh. You pulled yourself away from him trying to straighten your dress with your hands. "Hey I'm meeting Tatum and everybody by the water fountain, you in?" The idea of being around more people wasn't ideal. Stu could see on your face you didn't want to. "Oh come on Billy's going to be there." He wasn't dumb. Billy was an attractive guy, he was well aware of that. All the girls had a thing for Billy, you were no exception.

"If I go you can't just completely ignore me because I only know you two." Stu shut your locker for you as you continued to walk. "Ignore you? I could never. You could sit on my lap if you wanted to." You fake gagged making him laugh. "I don't think your girlfriend would like that." He just shrugged his shoulders. "Eh I do what I want." This doesn't surprise you. "You are a peace of work." The doors opened letting the light bombard your skin. "Picasso baby!" Stu shouted as he grabbed your hand pulling you towards the fountain.

"Fresh meat everybody!" He declared as you stood uncomfortably in front of everyone. Billy looked more than unamused at your appearance. "Y/n right? You're in my math class?" You nodded at the girl with brown hair. She stuck out her hand for you to shake. "I'm Sydney Prescott." Billy shook his head with a smile. "Nice to meet you Sydney." She smiled up at you and returned the sentiment. "She's the killer I'll bet anybody 10 bucks." If looks could kill he'd be six feet under. "Randy knock it off. You think this adorable face could murder?" Stu pinched your cheeks with a grin on his lips. "Not a chance." He let go and found a seat next to Tatum. "Plus there's no way a girl could've killed them."

"Scoot over let her sit down." Billy huffed but did what Sydney told him. "That is so sexist. The killer could easily be a female, Basic Instinct." You nodded in Tatum's defense. "That was an ice pick. Not exactly the same thing." Stu looked over at all of us before looking at Tatum. "Yeah Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out. The fact is it takes like, a man to do something like that." Sydney looked down at the ground uncomfortable with the conversation.

"I don't know feminine rage is pretty scary. Do you know how many cheating husbands get stabbed to death or fed to the dogs by the wife. The fact is women know how to get a job done quickly and quietly. Men get cocky and want to play around that's how they get caught." Randy snapped his finger point at you. "See what I mean!" Stu laughed and Billy just looked at you with intrigue.

"How do you gut someone?" The honest tone of Sydney's voice made everyone quite down. "You take a knife and you slit them from groin to sternum." Billy sat up seemingly done with the gorey details. "Hey, it's called tact fuckrag." Billy looked at Stu his eyes once again saying more than his words did.

"Change of subject, I like your dress it's very Hepburn." Tatum spoke up. You cleared your throat trying to shake off that uneasy feeling. "Thanks I made it myself." She sat up in shock. "No way! You should totally make me one." If only it were that simple. "You think I'd look good in something like that babe?" She asked Stu and if you knew anything about him he'd give a smartass answer. "I think it'd look better on my bedroom floor but hey." She smacked his arm as everyone shared a laugh.

Stu continued rambling on about the murders with Randy. You were sick of hearing about it and it appeared so was Sydney. Her hand rested on Billy's knee as he whispered something to him. He nodded as she left a kiss on his cheek. The moment she left his demeanor darkened even more. He looked truly angry at this point. You assumed it was because Stu had upset her. Billy leaned next to you just enough to hit Stu's arm. "Ow man what gives? I was joking!" Billy was the next to get up followed by Randy.

"Hey Y/n? Are you doing anything Saturday? Me and Syd were going to hang out this weekend you could totally join." You knew Stu and Billy had plans to hang out with you and by the look on Stu's face he'd be upset if you said yes to Tatum. "Can't. My dad's going to be gone this weekend so I have to house sit." The smile on Stu's face was far from innocent. "You think with a killer on the loose you should be home alone?" She had a point but you doubted there was a serial killer running around. "I know how to lock my doors I'll be fine. Promise."

The school day went by fast thankfully. But once again everyone crowded around your car. "I'm not giving you a ride today." You shook your head. "I was thinking we could all go riding around maybe go to the mall? Someone's got to give you a tour." Stu said gesturing to the friend group you know found yourself a part of. "You don't have to of course." Sydney chimed in. She was probably the nicest one out of the group. "Who's got money for gas?" In an instant Stu handed you a crumpled up 100 dollar bill. "That should cover it and don't ask where its been." He noticed the shock on your face. "Don't worry there's more where that came from." He winked at you and Tatum rolled her eyes. You shoved the bill in your purse snapping it shut.

"Ive got work today so I'll catch you all later." Randy said as he walked away. You felt a little bad you were relieved at his absence. "Okay I've got bench seats so three people can sit up front and three in the back. "I call back seat with Stu." Tatum pulled at his shirt dragged him to the back. "No doing anything weird back there this is my dad's car." Tatum just laughed and Stu stuck his tounge out shaking it at you in protest. "Oh shit I forgot I've got to study for that exam tomorrow. I have to get home." Stu started to boo and Tatum echoed her boyfriend. "We'll only be gone a couple hours Syd."

"I have to pass this test Billy. You go ahead and go. You guys have fun!" She grabbed her bag and headed off towards the busses. Billy sat in the passenger seat again same aggravated look on his face. "Would it kill you to smile?" You asked lightheartedly. He turned to you flashing the fakest smile you'd ever seen. "See was that so hard?" Sarcasm dripping off your words. "Incredibly."

The mall wasn't hard to find after Tatum gave you some directions. You weren't sure how this little outing would go. On one hand it was nice having friends and spending time with people but on the other you and Billy were third wheeling. You had only been through half the stores and Stu already managed to spend an egregious amount. "Ooh help me pick out a set." Tatum said pulling Stu into the Victoria's Secret. Billy followed them in so you had no choice but to follow suit. "Do you have a boyfriend?" Billy asked as he touched the lace fabric on a teddy. "Odd question to ask considering you have a girlfriend."

"Fuck me for trying to make conversation." You laughed and decided to play along. "I do. We're trying the whole long distance thing." Billy found it hard to make eye contact with you. Choosing to play with and pick up anything around him to keep his hands busy. "He's probably cheating you know? Teenage boys do that." You're beginning to think both him and Stu have absolutely no filter. "Probably but it's not the like the guys around here are any better. I mean look at you and Stu." You're eyes flickered over to Stu holding up a bra to his chest declaring he was a girl. With a shake of the head you turn back to Billy. His eyes met with yours and for the first time he didn't advert his gaze. "Do you wear anything like this?" He gestured towards the thongs and see through bras.

"Nah I'm more into ropes and whips." You joke thinking if anyone would find it funny he would. His eye grew just a tiny bit wider surprised at your response. His lips quirked upwards a small smirk playing at his mouth. "I'm kidding!" Your face grew hot as he looked back down at what you were wearing. "No you're not. You're a freak. It's always the nice girls." Scoffing at that you wiped your hands down your dress trying to pull it further down your legs.

He smiled knowing he was making you uncomfortable. "You're a real creep you know that?" He held up in hands in fake surrender. "You caught me." Tatum shouted your name from across the store. "That's my que." You had no idea where she was or what she was doing. "She's in the dressing room I offered to help but ya know." He raised his eyebrows suggestively as if you didn't already know what he meant.

"Tatum it's me." You knocked on the door and it opened immediately. Her arm stuck out grabbing you and pulling you in. "You've got to stop doing that." You said in a hushed voice. "Opinions?" She said as she spun around practically naked. The red lace nightie left little to the imagination. "Um I think it looks cute. It doesn't cover much does it?" You ask and she laughed. "That's the point silly. You don't think it makes me look fat?" She was so skinny you worried about were her organs were let alone be over weight. "You look fine hun. I'm gonna go check on the guys." She said alright and let you slip out of the dressing room.

"We got you something." Stu shook the bag in front of your face startling you. "He got it." Billy spoke up as you took the bag from Stu. "No you grabbed it and said it would-" A swift punch to the ribs shut the blonde boy up. "Don't open it till later." Billy said and for some reason you agreed. "Is she about done in there?" The door opened and Tatum eagerly ran to the checkout desk. Stu like a puppy followed right behind her leaving you and Billy alone again.

"What did you get me?" Once again his eyes were on the floor. "Wouldn't you like to know?" He quipped his eyes finally reaching your face. "I would. That's why I asked." You both smiled at the small reenactment. "You didn't have to get me anything especially from here." He grabbed the bag from you tying the ribbon strings together. "Don't get too excited it's not a ball gag or anything." You smacked his arm snatching the bag back. "Plus I didn't pay for it. Rich boy over there did." He pointed at Stu.

"I'm hitting up Spencer gifts who's coming with me?" Going into that store with Stu was probably the dumbest thing you could do. "I'm in." You said mentally regretting it. "I'll go where you go." Tatum said as she hugged his arm. The last one to go was Billy. "Let's just get this over with." Stu practically ran to the opposite end of the mall with Tatum tossed over his shoulder. "There's no way your feet aren't killing you." Billy said looking down at your heels.

"I grew up in high heels mister. I could run in these bad boys if I had to." You weren't kidding. Growing up in a household where you had church every Sunday and you only had one pair of sneakers, you could run in heels. "I doubt that." He was getting more comfortable around you. Billy didn't even realize it. He used to be fun. He used to screw around and let loose like Stu does. Since his mom left and the world seemed to collapse around him he just had one to many stabs in the back.

"Wanna race?" He looked at you with a childlike curiosity. He would win he knew that much. Considering his murderous tendencies he could beat you in ten seconds flat. "I run to the store and if you catch me before I get there you win. What do you say?" Before he could answer you took off running. It was supposed to be fun for the both of you. A little game of cat and mouse. What you didn't realize was how seriously he would take it. The simple sound of his boots gaining up on you was terrifying. Your laughter stopped as you sped up.

You ran around people, who were then pushed out of the way by Billy. This was no longer a game. He was trying to catch you. The click of your heels got faster and faster till you ran into someone. "Woah there what's going on?" You looked up and saw Stu waiting at the door of Spencer's. You won. Billy was just two steps behind you the entire time. "Damnit!" He exclaimed appearing genuinely pissed that he didn't grab you. Tatum chimed in asking him what the hell was going on. After all to them it seemed like something horribly wrong had happened. "We were just playing. I told him we'd race each other." You looked back at Billy trying to catch his breath.

"Billy Loomis playing a game? Now that's unheard of." Stu gasped as he walked in the store. You approached Billy deciding to check on him. Your hand touched his shoulders as they heaved up and down. "Are you okay?" His hand wrapped around your wrist tighten enough to bare pain. "I'm fine." He flung your hand away, leaving you behind as he walked in the store. So much for that. It was hot and cold with him. You couldn't figure it out and you weren't sure if you wanted to.

Stu and Tatum were over in the novelty section making dirty jokes and just getting on each other's nerves. You didn't know where Billy went. You walked to the back of the store ignoring the adult toy section. You looked down at your stockings noticing the big rip on your right leg. "Shit!" You cursed picking at the hole. Going through the short selection of stockings they had to offer you finally settled on a pair. They were thigh highs which is something you usually didn't wear. Victoria's secret bag and stockings in hand you walked up to the cashier and paid.

Afterwards you met up with Stu and Tatum who were as equally ready to leave as you were. "Where's Billy?" She asked. "I have no idea." Stu leaned over trying to peak into the Spencer bag. "You get something from the back?" You did but you weren't going to be honest about it. "I did. I got it for Tatum though. She deserves at least six inches." She started to laugh as Stu acted all dramatic. "Ha ha really funny. Go ahead laugh it up. I'll have you know she's perfectly content with what she's got." Tatum shook her head making you laugh even harder. "You guys ready to go?"

"Where'd you go?" You asked Billy as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "Bathroom." You're not sure what you did to piss him off. Is he butthurt that you beat him in a race? That can't be it he's not 5. He shouldn't be upset by such a small thing. "Let's go bitches!" Stu and Tatum walked hand in hand once again leaving you and Billy to talk. "Did I do something wrong?" You ask gingerly not to upset him further. "No." Another one word answer.

"We can race again. I'll let you catch me this time. I'll play dead and everything if you'd like." You laughed trying everything in your power to make him tolerate you again. "You would?" You weren't being serious but if that's what it took so be it. "If you'll stop being mad at me I will." That somehow put a smile on his face. "Should I start running?" You joke and he actually chuckles. "No no. We'll save that for later."

Everyone makes their way to your car getting in the same seats as before. "I know where Stu lives where do you two live?" You sit your bags in the floor next to Billy's black combat boots. "I'm going to her house before I go home so you can take me there. She's going to take me home before they pick up Sydney." She proceeds to giggle at the admission. "Just drop me off at Stu's" Billy says as he slicks his hair back. "Do you live at Stu's place?" You start the car leaving the mall in your rearview mirror. "Stu's parents are never home so they practically live together."

Billy looked out the window not making eye contact with anyone in the car. "Means I throw the best damn parties our school has ever seen." Stu and Tatum rejoiced in the back. That fact left more questions than answers. It made sense why Stu seemed to be so flippant with money. It even explained his overall behavior. Billy's case however was different. How bad was it at his house that he needed to live with Stu? In all honesty you felt bad for both the boys.

"Hey Billy open the glove compartment and play something." He did as told until he saw the contents of the glove box. "What the hell?" He said as he pulled out an 8 track. "Listen my dad had an 8 track player put in back in the 70s so that's all I got." With a smile on his face he dug through all the boxes.

Pushing the tape into the car AC/DC blasted through the speakers. "How'd I know you'd pick that one?" He carefully put all the tapes back where he got them. "I have good taste what can I say?" He shrugged. First stop was Tatum's house. She gave you the directions which you quickly found out she lives on the same street as you. "Your lights on upstairs is your dad home? I saw your car in the driveway this morning." Tatum asked pointing at your house. Fuck. "So this is where the mysterious Betty Crocker lives." Stu laughed putting on his best Vincent Price voice. Billy was just satisfied in knowing where you live. "Yeah my dad is. He's probably sleeping though he's got to get up early in the morning which means I've have to get home so scoot." You waved the couple out of your car quickly.

You pulled away getting just a couple houses down the road before your car began to stall. "What's wrong?" Billy asked as you look around. "I don't know it hasn't done this before." You turned the car off and on again but nothing happened. "Does it have gas?" You didn't get gas. The crumpled 100 was still shoved in your purse. "Son of a bitch." You cursed as you hit the steering wheel. "Hop out I've got to go get the gas can out of my garage."

"Do I get a house tour?" You stayed quiet genuinely upset at your ignorance. "Listen when we go inside I want you to be quiet. Okay?" Billy nodded as you unlocked your front door. "Holy shi-" You immediately covered his mouth. "I told you to be quiet." Slowly you pulled your hand away and he stepped into the house. "What year do you think it is?" You shut the door as quietly as possible knowing your dad could get up at anytime. "Oh shut up." Billy looked around at the old pictures, the old decor, really the old everything. Billy didn't come from rich parents like Stu. Your house was definitely bigger and better but it didn't have the rich person feel. Billy's house wasn't the problem for him, it was the people in it. It used to be a happy home but all that was waiting for him now was alcohol and fights.

While you sat your bags down he looked around the place. It looked like no one had bought anything new for the place since the 70s. The TV in the living room was 90% wood and the kitchen was a tacky yellow. All the appliances on the counters had to be at least 20 years old. Hell the phone on the wall was a rotary dial phone. Billy felt like he was walking into the Myers house.

"Let's go!" You whisper yelled at him the heavy gas can pulling on your arm. "Give it to me." Billy grabbed the can with ease helping you out the front door. He went ahead and filled the car up for you so you could run the empty can back inside. "Thank you." You said with a huff throwing yourself in the driver seat. "It's nothing." He replied already ready to go. Before you did anything you peeled the heels off your feet tossing them in the back seat. The next to come off were your ripped stockings. Billy watched as your upper thigh was exposed. He could see the hem of your pink underwear before you caught him.

"Perv." You smiled knowing he had to be a little flustered. He just shook his head looking at the ceiling. You threw the stockings in the back seat with your shoes. Billy cleared his throat trying to start up a conversation."Your house is nice." You breathed out a laugh as you started the car. "You don't have to lie."

Billy's demeanor changed once again. Now that it was just you and him he had one leg bent on the seat so his body could face towards you. Even though your eyes were on the road you could feel his burning holes in you. "I mean it. It's different. Better than all those rich bitches we go to school with." He wasn't lying. It was hard to find anyone who had an actual personality these days.

"I know it's not everyone's cup of tea. My dad doesn't really care what I do with the house as long as there is food on the table when he gets home." Billy bit his lip in thought. "So you did all of that?" He found it impressive to say the least. "Not really. I haven't messed with much since my grandparents passed. The way the kept things always seemed nice as a kid. And I don't see the sense in wasting money on new stuff when I've got perfectly good old stuff that works." He saw the way your eyes grew wide when Stu handed you that hundred. You're not a money person. You were modest. Going through the mall you only bought one thing for yourself while Tatum begged for everything she saw.

"How often is your dad gone?" He asked. A dangerous question to answer if Billy's asking it. "He can be gone for weeks at a time. He's a truck driver. He goes where his boss tells him to go." The car goes quiet for a little while. Luckily for you it's comfortable. "What about you? How's your mom and dad?" You meant nothing hateful by it and he knew that. "I live with my dad too. My parents split up." You could feel him putting those walls back up. It was night and day with Billy. Slowly you car came to a stop in Stu's driveway. "My mom isn't in the picture either. You know if that shit ever starts to bother you, you can call me. As long as your girlfriends okay with it that is." You grabbed a pen out of the glove compartment gently pulling Billy's hand towards your lap.

His hand sat on top of your right thigh as you touched the tip of the pen to your tongue. Carefully your wrote down your phone number where the numbers were visible. Billy for the first time in awhile, he was the one who was scared. Scared of moving even the tiniest bit. A simple harsh breath would ruin whatever this was. Softly you brought his hand up to your face blowing cool air on the drying ink. "There ya go." You tossed his hand back, your gentle nature now gone. "But um yeah if you ever need to talk you can call me."

Funny enough he didn't want to call you. "Sure." Was all he could muster up. Billy finally decided he didn't want you dead like the rest of them. You were kind enough not to piss people off but you were sure of what you wanted. Too trusting, yes but it definitely helped his case. He'd have to make a new plan one that doesn't get you hurt. Well, one that doesn't get you killed.

Part 3

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tmntfixationxreader · 1 month

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"Hiya!!! Do you think you can do some sort of angst/comfort fic with the rise boys of comforting a they/them reader who’s struggling with getting an injury cleaned/a bone set?"

Absolutely! Sorry this one took me so long to do. Hope you enjoy!

♡Bone setting♡

This contains Rottmnt Movie Spoilers.

~Platonic Rottmnt x Gender neutral Reader~

Summary: After the Krang invasion, everyone needs medical attention, including you.

Warnings: Pain, slight blood, angst + comfort, slight language? Reader description advised.

Word count: 1,855

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“L-Leo!!” Mikey called out, holding Leo in a death grip, the two collapsed on the ground in a sweaty mess.

Leo winced, grunting once, patting Mikey on the head gently with his good arm.

“Good-to-see-you-too-Mikey,” Leo muttered, but it came out as a muffled sler. Leo coughed, sending bolts of pain through his body as red dribbled down his lips.

Donnie’s eyes widened and Raph was starting to panic.

Mikey had golden burns glistening on his arms, rectangular patterns etched into his skin from the overpower in his mystic energy. Donnie had the same etched purple burns on his right arm, and Raph had them on his left in red.

Despite the burns on his arms Mikey continued to squeeze Leo as hard as he could, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Donnie had tears rolling down his cheeks too, his expression emotionless as his eyes betrayed him.

Raph scooped Leo and Mikey into a hug, yelling as he held back sobs. “Leo- don’t you EVER do that again!”

Donnie sank to his knees, hugging Leo and Mikey as Raph squeezed them all.

April ran up to them with a horrified look on her face, Spinter wobbling behind her looking tired and panicked, Casey on their heels, his face tear streaked.

“Master Leonardo!!” Casey shouted.

“Leo!!” April called out, immediately joining the brothers in a death-grip of a hug.

Casey hesitated, eyes wide. “Is he…?”

“I’m not- mph- dead yet Casey…” Leo muttered, and a huge wave of relief washed over all of them.

Donnie sat bolt right up from the hug, looking around at April and Splinter.

“Y/n…?” He asked, wide eyed, standing up quickly before wincing and gripping his arm, only making it sting even more.

April looked around. “Y/n!!” She called, walking and looking out at the chaos.

You were with April and Splinter when they were fighting off one of the Krangs… They had made sure you were following when they started off towards the brothers, but….

Everyone looked panicked.

Mikey looked up from Leo’s shoulder, tears still rolling down his cheeks.

“Y/n- w-what’s wrong with them-” Leo muttered, coughing harshly again, his brain going fuzzy.

“Leo- don’t talk, don’t move,” Donnie hissed at him, seeming even more panicked and overwhelmed then he already was. He shook his hands a little and exhaled slowly, trying to ground himself.

“April- where did you last see them?” Donnie asked, shaking from the extremely stressful and scary situations they had just been through.

Raph, even though it was taking everything for him to keep himself together after what just happened, noticed Donnie.

“D, calm down… I’m sure they are just-” Raph started.

“Guys!!” You yelled over to them, one hand across your ribcage, your other arm loosely hanging at your side. “Just had to- mph- stop for a second…”

You slowly made your way to them, April running up meeting you halfway.

“I thought I lost you!” She hugged you, and you winced loudly.

She pulled back immediately. “Y/n, you…?” She muttered.

You looked out at the brothers, wide eyed at how messed up they all looked. “Leo- d-did he make it back?”

April nodded. “We need to get him to the lair… But he’ll live… How bad are you-?”

“We need to get them home… I’m not hurt badly, just a little… bruised,” You muttered, arm still clinging to your ribcage. You lied. You had lied to April, just to keep her and the others from worrying. They were clearly more hurt than you. They needed medical attention first.

It was hard to tell what exactly was hurting within you. Your ribcage stung, a painful sharp sensation that hit you in the gut with every breath. Your other arm… You didn’t even want to guess its condition. You could move it a little… But not much else without the shaper pains setting in further. Your good arm was preoccupied clutching your ribs, so you couldn’t exactly help to fix them up, either.

April nodded quickly and the two of you rushed over the brothers. You were much slower than April in your condition, but to keep them from worrying you kept a pace.

You and the turtles were hurt badly.

As you held open the back hatch of the back-up turtle van, Raph carried Leo, who was biting his tongue to prevent from making noise, setting him in the backseat.

This was going to be a long night…

Leo was propped up on a medical bed, somewhere between high on medications and painfully awake, but patched up. His voice was raw and scratchy from dust and yelling, and he was tired out of his mind.

Donnie had his arm and soft shell patched up, a crap-ton of disinfectants poured onto his shell to prevent possible infections.

Raph’s arm was wrapped, an eyepatch over one eye that the Krang had taken over. All the Krang-parts that had been infected and taken over were wrapped up, Krang now gone but wounds still there.

Mikey’s arms were wrapped up, all the way past his elbows and almost to his shoulders.

You had brushed off Casey and April’s medical attention until everyone else had been fixed up, and by then you were dead tired. Your arm was swollen and hurt to even think about, your ribcage sucking the air out of your lungs with each shaking breath. You leaned against the doorway, watching April and Casey finish with Leo’s cracked shell.

Casey whipped his brow. “Ok… Leo’s finished for now…” He muttered with a sigh, seeming exhausted. He hadn’t slept since he had come through to this timeline, not to mention the days of survival beforehand.

April immediately turned her attention to you. “Ok, your turn…”

You wanted to argue, but with how hard your ears were throbbing from pain, you couldn’t. Everyone else had already received medical attention, so it was your turn anyways.

April had you sit down on the bed, Casey using some of Donnie’s tech to scan you.

Donnie (and Leo but they forbid him) wanted to help with medical stuff, but everyone had put him on bedrest. Luckily Casey knew how to use Donnie’s tech because of the training he had gotten in his past timeline.

Casey hesitated as the laser-scanner scanned your rib cage and arm.

April’s eyes widened. “Y/n- how the heck are you still walking around?”

Casey gave her a quick look or warning to keep you from possibly panicking. “I-it’s not too bad… just a little… Worse for ware.”

You groaned. “Yeah, I can tell.”

Casey rubbed the bridge of his nose before sighing again, the immense bags under his eyes seeming to show themselves more.

“We have to set your arm… And wrap up your ribcage…” He said, looking over the scan. “Commander- er… April, we need some wraps… And possibly another set of hands..”

April nodded, going over to a cabinet to get out the medical supplies. Donnie and Raph nodded as well, ready to help.

“Wait, setting it…? Like with Leo’s leg?” You swallowed. You had watched the process of bone-setting they had done on Leo’s leg. It took Raph, Donnie, and April to hold Leo down while Casey set the fracture. It was loud and hard to watch, and they had insisted you wouldn’t help with your arm being in its condition. By the end of it Donnie was really overwhelmed and Raph helped ground him again, but it took a bit.

Casey nodded. “Yes… The others will help to stabilize you while I set your arm.”

You nodded a little.

Casey walked over to your injured side, pulling down an old pair of Donnie’s goggles so he had an X-ray of your arm.

Raph, April and Donnie stood around you. Mikey stood nearest to the head of the bed, unable to help hold you while his arms were wrapped but still being with you.

“You got this Y/n…” Mikey said, and the others nodded in agreement while Casey looked over the fracture one more time.

“Ok.. On the count of three,” Casey said.

“Deep breath,” Donnie helped to instruct.

You did as he said, taking a deep breath in as Casey counted to one.

“Two…” He said, and everyone helped to hold you.

Right as you took a deep breath in, Casey finished his count.

You barely heard the word three as he started setting the fracture, everything else being muffled by the ringing in your ears.

The others held you as your body naturally reacted and fight or flight kicked in. They were strong enough to easily be able to hold on to you to keep you still.

The whole process only lasted a few painfully long seconds, and by the end of it your voice was raw and blood pounded in your ears.

“There…That’s it- it’s done…” Casey said, his voice weaverying from stress and exhaustion.

Everyone let go of you as soon as Casey said the word, still staying by your bedside.

“It’s over now…” Raph said, patting your good arm.

Mikey wiped away a tear attempting to trail down your face. “No more… Now it can heal…” He whispered, his voice tight with nervousness from throughout the day.

Donnie stepped back and let himself take a few deep breaths before patting your good shoulder. He nodded to you, not saying anything because he was overwhelmed by everything that had happened from the day.

Leo had his head turned so he could look at you. He gave you a smile that made it clear he was fighting off sleep medications.

After a bit of calming back down Casey did a few more scans on your ribs and deemed they were badly bruised but would heal on their own. He put your arm carefully in a cast, and gave you painkillers for the night.

April sat down on the bed next to Donnie, patting his shoulder as she fought off exhaustion.

“Does that mean everything is addressed?” She asked, and Casey gave her a nod.

“Everything that can be… Now we are just waiting for things to heal,” Casey said, leaning against the wall between the medical beds you and Leo were on.

He checked Leo’s IV, making sure it was still flowing properly. Leo was already passed out, snoring a little now that the painkillers had kicked in and it was safe for him to sleep.

Raph was on the fourth medical bed, Mikey asleep on his lap, snoring against Raph’s good arm.

Raph sighed. “So now what?”

“We sleep it off…” Donnie signed instead of speaking. “Until tomorrow at least…”

April nodded, stretching out on the foot of the medical bed. “Sounds like a plan…” She muttered.

You nodded too, eyes growing heavy already. You stayed in the same position they had told you to stay in to prevent straining your ribs or pulling on your arm.

Soon everyone was dozing off, Splinter keeping watch to make sure someone didn’t roll over onto their casts or need medical treatment in the middle of the night.

Everyone was healing, finally getting the rest everyone deserved.

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Hope you enjoyed it!

Bye bye butterflies!!

#rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt x reader #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt x reader #teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader #leo x reader #mikey x reader #rottmnt donnie x reader #rottmnt raph x reader

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factual-fantasy · 4 months

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I am now curious about the ocean that's never been posted before, what's his deal?

(Post in question)

AAAA I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE INTERESTED!! :DD His name is Casey! He's an old madness combat OC that I made, along with 5 others! (Although I only drew references for 4-)

Now I made these guys without really knowing anything about Madness combat.. I just made some OCs with the little scraps of knowledge I had because all my friends had Madness OCs and I wanted to be cool like them.. 🥺

Now his story if I can remember is..

Its along the lines of he was this guy that lived in the Nevada wasteland. And he traveled around in this huge dump truck turned killing machine with two of his friends. At some point they were in a building trying to get diesel..? And there was a fire..? The truck was stolen by this gang and his two friends died in the fire.. Casey had just lost everything, he was of course devastated.. for a few years after he just wandered the wastelands.. just barely surviving.

Eventually, he found the gang that stole his truck. So in a blind rage he went into their camp and murdered everyone. But his truck was no where to be found.. Instead he found this kid tied to a tree waiting to be executed. "Stefany". He ends up cutting her lose and suddenly he has adoption papers in his hands. Weird-

They travel around together and eventually they meet this scientist guy that got separated from his group. I think I did a thing where the people that live in the wasteland hate scientists or something..?? And Eric was like "Please don't kill me I just want to go back to my group!" And Casey said somethin like- "Ok I'll take you back only if you give us this lab thingy when we get there." And Eric agreed.

So they go on this whole found family adventure and by the time they get to the lab Eric had really bonded with these people. He wasn't intending to actually keep his promise but because he really likes Casey and Stef, he kept his word. He steals the lab thingy but gets caught. Casey and Stef save him and peridot style he becomes a wastelander-

Now after a while of traveling around, naturally, Casey gets hurt somehow. He's messed up pretty bad so he's just camping out somewhere while Stef and Eric go look for food. While Stef is out looking for food, unbelievably.. she spots Casey's truck. She's never seen it before but Casey talked about what it looked like and how to break into it.

So she goes after the truck, uses the secret hijack method and kicks the two thieves out of the cab. She hightails it back to their camp to show Casey. But those two thieves follow her. When she gets back there's a stand off between Casey's group and the thieves. When suddenly,

"..Casey? Is that you?"

Turns out his two friends didn't die in the fire. And they had found the gang before Casey did and stole the truck back. Which is why it wasn't at the gangs camp. They talked about the fire.. Casey thought his friends had died, and his friends thought Casey had died. T'was but a silly misunderstanding.

So in the end all of them become a team and start traveling around in the big dump truck together.

I haven't brought the story beyond that, and a lot of it doesn't fit with actual madness combat lore.. 😅 But its all I've got!

#my response #madness combat #my ocs #I also drew bunch of text post memes with these guys #I should totally post them sometime

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sophfandoms53 · 2 years

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One of my favorite aspects of this movie was how, specifically when it came to Leo and Raph, we got to see glimpses of their previous incarnations leak through but it stayed entirely unique to the Rise characterization.

A major change with Raph in Rise, besides him being the oldest and the leader, was that his temper wasn’t his major character trait or a flaw he had to deal with. He still had it, yes, and we saw it on occasion (mainly for comedy) but Rise Raph never had the same temper problems previous iterations had. So for this movie, to have moments where Raph is genuinely angry, to the point of physical violence and frustration against Leo, that is so his classic temper flaring up. And as mentioned before, they kept it unique to this version of the character.

There isn’t a power struggle. Raph isn’t angry he’s lost his leadership role, in fact, he still carries a huge burden on himself that he has to protect his family, and that’s what drives his frustration with how Leo handles his leadership. Raph always knew taking care of his brothers was top priority in any mission. So for him to see Leo constantly leaving him and his brothers behind for his solo stunts (get to this later), Raph gets angry, because as a leader you’re supposed to listen to your unit, to protect your unit.

Raph is angry because Leo is careless.

A major thing said to Leo is “this isn’t about you” because being leader is so much more than you having authority and the ability to handle missions your own way. It’s having the trust of your teammates and you need to trust them. You need to listen to them, they are there to handle things you can’t. That’s what it means to be a team. It’s not just about getting the job done, it’s about getting the job done and making sure everyone is okay in the end. You all take care of each other.

It takes a bit for this to stick into Leo’s head because his ego gets in the way, a lot, but once Raph stays behind and gets taken by the Krang (bc Leo pulled a stunt), Mikey and Donnie are trapped (also bc Leo pulled a stunt), and Casey straight up tells Leo his brothers all die in the future he came from (Future boy got tired of Leo pulling stunts lol), Leo begins to realize he can’t do this by himself. He can’t brute force results without considering everyone else’s opinions and options. It’s not about him. It’s about his brothers.

That speech he gives, asking his family how they can formulate a plan using every piece of information the team has to do it, and he uses that to separate them all into the parts of the mission they’ll excel in, that was peak Leonardo as the leader. This is how Leonardo does things.

Bringing focus back to Leo pulling stunts, specifically solo stunts, wow is that also peak Leo in general. As I mentioned with Raph, these are the parts of Leo’s story and characterization where we got to see those glimpses of previous incarnations of Leo in Rise Leo. It’s practically a joke in the fandom about how often any Leo goes off on solo missions and everything, but it would be foolish to act like that isn’t a part of Leo’s character.

We see this on full display throughout the whole movie. But, just like with Raph, it stays unique to Rise Leo.

From the beginning Leo is pulling solo stunts because he gets results, he has style, and while it’s never stated out loud, it’s because he’s the leader. After all, why would he be made leader if he can’t handle his own missions? The irony is that’s the problem. As stated several times, Leo needed to understand that in order to be leader, he still needs his brothers with him, it’s not just about him and what he can do.

Usually when Leo pulls his solo stunts, it’s with the intention of protecting his brothers and he’s willing to risk his life in certain circumstances because they’re safe and he knows they can handle things.

In the first half of the movie, Leo keeps going on his own because he gets results, and in his mind that means his way is the right way. He didn’t think about any consequences regarding himself or his brothers. He just had extreme tunnel-vision about getting the job done.

However, at the end of the film, when Leo makes the decision to stay behind in the other dimension, even begging Casey to close the portal, he does this for two main things; 1) as he himself says, it’s their only option. And 2) he knew his brothers would still fight for him. It wasn’t a stunt he pulled just to show off. It was a decision he made, he evaluated, and he knew what the consequences were, he knew he’d be trapped, but that wasn’t what mattered. As long as he had the Krang locked away, as long as Earth was safe, as long as his brothers and family were safe, that was all that was important.

Leo may have still pulled a solo mission stunt, but, for the first time, it wasn’t about him and he understood that.

Even while he’s getting his ass kicked by Krang, he only smiles and holds onto his family photo because he knows they’re safe, he knows they’re still fighting, and they’re not going to truly give up on him.

For the first time as leader, Leonardo had the faith and trust in his team that they always had for him.

And I feel like that’s something we might’ve seen before

This is what it means to truly lead.

#hi can you tell I like this movie #tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt movie #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt spoilers #rottmnt movie spoilers #leonardo #raphael #donatello #michelangelo

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d-targaryenshoe · 1 year

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Jackson Avery - Cherished In Secret

Word Count: 999

Summary: Having that one person to come home to in secret, still feels like home, right?

There were moments where you didn't know how to act, how to just...be. At moments it could feel as if it was all so complicated, even frustrating when you failed at a single suture.

But to lighten everything, there were also moments of laughter, happiness, and joy. The joy you felt whenever you were around your friends, friends that always had your back.

Whenever and wherever.

Although your friends did not always know everything, some parts of your life that you'd rather keep to yourself, were the parts they didn't know about.

But whenever all of you had finished your jobs for the day, there was one thing left to do, and that was all of you getting ready to leave the hospital and enter Joe's for having a few drinks and say whatever happened that day

Or talk about what happened when all of you weren't together or were too busy living your own lives besides being a medical intern. At times it could feel like coming home, while all of you were just sitting and laughing around a table.

"Taryn, Never have I ever thrown up on another person?" Levi watched his friend's face change into disgust.

"Levi, please-" Nico started.

"Are you serious?" You stared at your male friend with an amazed expression.

"What? You all wanted to play this game, so?" He watched Taryn searching for an answer to his question.

"Yeah, once, twice actually, Y/n was the first person to go through the horror event, and then...Casey was the second." Taryn sighed, watching all of you stare at her. "I'm not proud of it, okay? I still feel bad for it."

"Nico, you're next!" You sarcastically smiled at your friend, the friend you could hate at times, but still, he was your friend, unconditionally. "Never have I ever played strip poker."

The table ooh'd at your sudden wave of confidence. Noticing Nico's flustered face as he heard your question that was directed straight at him.

"Yeah, I did." He answered, shrugging his shoulders, doing his best to keep on a strong expression on his face.

"And?" Taryn took a sip of her beer, waiting for her friend to start explaining any further details.

"I won?" Nico shrugged his shoulder, noticing not one of you believed anything of what he said. "I lost, okay? I lost, ended up in my underwear, and a walk of shame, can we move on?"

"We sure can, but we're not done talking about this," Taryn spoke, pointing at Levi with her beer bottle. "Never have I ever worked with someone I couldn't stand."

Levi pretended to be in deep thought, thinking about an answer to the question that he'd just been asked. "No offense, but I work with all of you, that's already frustrating at times."

"Wow, way to go, Levi." You shook your head at your friend's answer, yet you loved the way all of you could say these sorts of things and yet still laugh and support each other unconditionally. "You're lucky I love you."

"Well, you're also lucky because the next question is directed at you." Nico smiled, fiddling with a card on the table. "Never have I ever kept a crush secret from people in this room."

And this is where he got you good, he got you good at a point and a fact where you had to find a way out. A way out, to not put everything you had built up in secret on the line.

To put it on the line for a stupid game of 'Never Have I Ever' with your friends. It was not the case that you didn't want to tell them, it was just nice to have something for yourself, something you didn't feel like sharing.

"I have never." You lied, looking all of your friends in the eyes, trying your best to make them believe you, which wasn't one of the hardest things to do. "I'd never be able to keep such a thing for myself, so no."

It seemed as if everyone was doubting you, but after a few seconds, they started smiling and nodding their heads, noticing your serious behavior, and suggesting you were speaking the truth.

Suddenly your phone started vibrating, and that was enough for you to know it was time to finish the night with your friends and get safe in your other secret bubble.

"Dr. Wilson asked me to come in early tomorrow, so I think I'm gonna head home, take a shower and just go to sleep for the day." You said, putting on your coat, and placing some money on the table, to make the lying somehow okay.

"Oh...okay?" Taryn furrowed her eyebrows, sharing a confused glance with your other two friends.

"Sure...see you in a few hours then?" Nico asked, receiving a nod from you.

"Yeah, we'll see you tomorrow, y/n" Levi smiled.

"See you tomorrow then." You took your purse and walked out of Joe's, pulling your coat somehow tighter around your body, because the cold weather, wasn't just it.

Taking your phone out of your coat pocket, you scrolled through all your messages, searching for any new message he'd sent you meanwhile, but you didn't see anything.

"So, you lied again to them?" A voice spoke up behind you, startling you somehow out of your concentration.

"My god- well, yeah, yeah I did, why?" You frowned, staring up into Jackson's eyes, trying your best not to smile.

"You've been lying to them for 3 months now, why don't you just tell them?" Jackson asked, taking a hold of your hand.

"I like keeping us and you to myself, is that selfish?" You released his hand and placed both of your hands on each side of his face, softly smiling. "They'd freak out if they would know."

"I get it, I feel the same way." Jackson smiled and kissed your forehead, taking once again hold of your hand as you both started walking into the night.

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 4 months

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Can you write about the Last Ronin where we were his girlfriend before everything went to shit and we meet him again but he also get to meet his child as well? Btw I frickin' love your fanfiction, I hope you keep expanding you work.🥹

16 Years: part 1 (Angst)

TLR!Michelangelo x reader

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A/N: Thank you so much🖤 I feel like writing for TLR has opened whole new world of writing for me, and I will love to do more, even if I cry every time😭🖤 I had “Tout L'univers” by Gjon’s Tears playing on repeat as I was writing this, so when I tell you I was bawling my eyes out, I was BAWLING. For some reason I just had to make everything worse for poor Mikey😭

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Warnings: Spelling, The Last Ronin and The Lost Years spoilers, loss of loved ones, loss of child, mentioning of suicide, trauma, self hatred, crying (not just in writing, omg), and probably a lot more.

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For 16 years, Mikey had tried to live with the spirits of those he had lost. Trying to find peace with them, and let them be. But he just couldn’t. Mikey just couldn’t rest with all these faces he used to love surrounding him, knowing that he could not help them. Raphael, Leonardo, Casey, April, the Fugetoid, Master Splinter, Donatello, Gerel, Shaka. All of them haunted him, speaking to him, telling him what to do. His brothers even went so far as to belittle him for his actions and failures. Every. Single. Day.

But if there was one face that Mikey couldn’t handle around him, it was yours. He dared not to look at you, nor the child you carried on your hip. The pain from seeing the two of you, in complete silence, not speaking a single word, being the only ones that actually did as he asked - staying quiet and letting him think. He looked at you once, the pain of seeing you and the young child in your arms, was almost enough for him to end it all before he even made it to Korea.

But though Mikey never looked at you, he felt your presence with him everywhere he went. You always followed closely behind, carrying your little bundle of love, just like you did the day he lost you…

Mikey hated how clearly he remembered it. It had been absolute chaos. They never had a chance. Leo had told him to bring April and the Fugetoid, all making sure nothing happened to you. You, Mikey’s girlfriend, who had been in the second stage of your first pregnancy. You, the only woman that Mikey had ever loved. You, the only person who was willing to let him think of something, other than his horrible war of a family feud, and his so-called destiny. You, the love of his life, and the only reason Mikey has seen a reason to fight in the first place…

Mikey had lingered for too long. That’s at least what he told himself. He should just have done as Leo had said, and gotten you out of the building. He should never had hesitated. If he hadn’t, then maybe you wouldn’t have been caught in the explosion. Then maybe you, April… and the kid would still have been alive.

Mikey still remembered how strangely numb he had been when he woke up from the explosion. His body ached all over, but it was as if he felt nothing. You were all gone. There was no way any of you could have survived that explosion. Leo, the Fugetoid, Casey, April, you… and them. That was what Mikey referred to the long lost life as - them. Giving them a name would just slowly kill him over time, making everything harder than it needed to be. Almost as hard as it was so leave the ruins of your grave, without trying to look for your body. But as much as Mikey wanted to stay and look for you, he had to leave for the last family he had left, before they too were gone.

But like always, he was too late for that too. Donnie and Master Splinter was already far gone when he made it to Japan. That was Mikey’s breaking point, and the first time he wished to end his suffering. Everyone was gone. His friends, his brothers, his father, the love of his life and his unborn child. Mikey was angry. Not just at the world around him, but himself. He could just have stayed with the two of you. He could have found you and laid you to rest. Giving you, his brother, his friends and his child a proper burial. But he didn’t, and he hated himself for it.

Mikey hated himself everyday. He hated himself for not being able to protect you, and he hated himself for not taking care of you. And taking care of his own damn child. As he forced himself through the snow of the Japanese mountains, as he trained under Master Yip, when he momentarily went blind in Mongolia, and when he had to fight for his life in Ukraine, before finally defeating Death Worm in Italy, all Mikey could do was think about you and how hate himself. But soon he learned that there was only one way to make up for his mistakes. Revenge. Revenge for all that had been done to his family. Oroku Hiroto would have to feel the pain that Mikey had been feeling for the past 16 years. And that was what Mikey came to New York for. Revenging all of his family, especially the one that didn’t even have a name.

But as it has happened so many times, Mikey’s plans did not go as he intended. His first assault on Oroku Hiroto was a failure to put it frankly, leaving him wounded as he had to retreat to the sewers he once called his home. Here he intended to do what any honorable ninja would do - take his own life before the enemy could get him. But then, for the first time in 16 years, life had better plans for him, the universe deciding to keep him alive once more. Mikey’s wounds were so great, that he passed out of blood loss before any harm could be done to him. That was when Casey Marie found him, calling out for her mother, telling her to help.

Mikey woke up in a warm bed a few hours later. Confused, he scanned his surroundings, wondering if he was dead. It looked like the lair - his old home. But then he saw April, and for the first time the world shone a light upon him. April, his dearest friend, was alive. In all these years, she had been alive. He learned that she was not alone. Her daughter was there too.

“Is it just you and your daughter down here?”, Mikey asked as he slowly swung his legs over the edge of the bed.

“No”, April answered calmly, a smile spreading over her face. “We do live with two others. I really think you should meet them, Michelangelo. Right now they’re out in the sewers, looking for stuff to bargain with on the Black Market, but I think they could be home any time soon”.

And as if April’s words were magical, distant clatter of metal could be heard, alerting them to people entering the lair.

“Aunt April!”, the voice of a young man yelled, the volume of his voice getting stronger as he approached the room. Then he barged in, proudly holding up something in his hand. It looked like a little metal lump with wires sticking out all over the place. “See what I found! Can you believe it?! Someone just dropped this into the sewer! Don’t they know how much this is worth?! Idiots! Imagine the comic books I can get out of Tinker with this! I can finish father’s old collection!”

Mikey froze at the sight of the boy. It was not his impressive height he had for a teenager, nor the muscles on his arms that shocked Michelangelo, but it was the color of the boy's skin. It was green. Light green to be specific. Mikey’s eyes wandered over him, taking him in, ignoring the growing smile on April’s lips, or how the boy suddenly seemed to notice the large turtle’s presence in the room. Mikey’s mouth was dry as he saw the three slender fingers on his hands, his lack of hair, the outline of what looked like a plastron on his front, and the unmistakable shell-like shape on his back. And his eyes, strangely recognizable.

The boy’s hand fell to his side, the metallic object suddenly not seeming interesting anymore. His eyes wide as he took the stranger sitting on the bed. Mikey in turn just stared. The two of them looking with their mouths agasp.

“Yoshi”, a voice sounded out in the hallway, breaking the silence. Mikey’s heart almost stopped. He knew that voice. It was the voice he had longed for so long. The voice he had blamed himself for silencing. Yet there it was. Just outside the door. “Be nice to your aunt. She might be working…”

You froze in the doorway. Mikey almost broke down. It was the face he had forced himself to look away from for 16 years. The face of the silent woman that used to carry a baby around wherever he traveled. You looked older, but still as beautiful as the day he first met you. Your eyes sparkling with the same light he fell in love with, all those years ago.

“Mikey?” you whispered, holding back a sop as your eyes began to water. The mentioning of his name caused the boy’s eyes to flicker.

Mikey could only nod, feeling his heart pump his blood so fast that he was starting to get dizzy. You ran to him, hugging him tighter than you ever had before. His hands tightened around you, his throat knotting up, making him fight for air. He buried his face against the crock of your neck, feeling all of your muscles move as you sobbed against him. You cradled his head against you, holding him against you, tracing his head, shell, shoulders and arms.

“I’ve missed you so much, Mikey”, you sobbed, bringing his head up to look at you, before placing a quick kiss on his lips. That was what broke him. He returned your quick kiss with urgency before he broke down in tears, hiding his face against you once more. 16 years of fear and pain finally boiled over, Mikey could finally let it go. At least for a short while. He almost clawed at your clothes in order to get you closer to him. It was as if no physical connection was enough.

“I’ve missed you too, (Y/N)”, he choked out, letting the tears fall as your comforting hands made shapes on his skin.

“Mom?”

Still holding on to Mikey, you turned to look at the boy. The poor guy looked so confused, but Mikey had a feeling. The boy most likely also had. Both of them just waiting for her to confirm what they had already guessed.

“Yoshi, sweetheart”, you said, wiping a tear away, before reaching out a hand to him. “Come and say hello to your father”.

Neither Yoshi or Mikey said a word, staring at each other as he made his way over to you. April wiped one of her own tears away, before she left the room with a smile, closing the door behind her. It was time for the three of you to catch up.

You slowly moved out of the way, letting Yoshi stand in front of Mikey. None of them knew what to say. All they could do was look at each other, trying to calm their erratic breathing. Then suddenly, Yoshi launched forward, wrapping his arms around his father in a tight embrace, the tears rolling down his face. Mikey hugged back immediately, finally getting a chance to hug the kid he thought he had lost.

“I’m sorry, Yoshi”, Mikey choked out, trying his best to keep calm. “I’m sorry I couldn't take care of you and your mother”.

“It’s okay, dad”, Yoshi said, smiling even though his eyes were overflowing and his body was shaking. “I took care of her while you were gone”.

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cherryo · 2 years

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Honestly I’m surprised no one has requested anything with Future Leo, smut or otherwise

But uh..if you’re ok with writing that then maybe some flirty future Leo, with smut if you’re comfortable with that

hi hi love!!! thank you so so much for requesting!! i honestly wasn't that big of a Leo fan before this,,,, but!! the more I wrote and had to look up a love for him like opened up,,,, like big tall man,,, but I digress. im so glad I could write this for you!! i really hope you like it sweetheart <33 pairing: Future!Flirty!Leonardo x fem! reader genre: angst(sorta not really lol) to smut w/ a fluff ending pronouns: fem reader (gn pronouns but mentions of female genitalia and pet names such as "pretty girl") word count: 1.7k warnings: Explicit themes, cursing, movie spoilers, a little bit of angst at the beginning? reader and Casey jr are just worried about Leo, mentions of crying, creampie (wear protection kiddos), mentions of bruises (Leos too strong for his own good <33), raw dogging this shit (wear protection, again, kiddos), leo's mean and goes for it in one thrust with no prep!! teasing, overall Leo is Leo, regardless of how old he is and he will always be a flirty bastard <333 sort of proofread, anyways I hope you like it darling!!

The kraang invasion had messed everything up, but the one thing that didn't really change was Leonardo. He was still that positive leader type (and impossibly funny), even after losing his family. He stayed that beacon of hope, for you and Casey, he might've lost everyone he loved but he gained two people he would die for. Literally, he's tried multiple times to save both of you in life-or-death situations, also meaning he got a lot of lectures.

There you stood with Casey behind you giving Leon the biggest glare he could muster up. You were pacing back an' forth just trying to calm down while giving Leo a lecture and rambling. "I don't why you thought that was smart, Leon. Just because you're the "greatest ninja alive" "making quotation marks, rolling your eyes when Leo gasped at you making fun of his title " god, I hate that Casey calls you that, or that anyone calls you it for that matter. It always goes to your head" flicking his head at the same time "it inflates your ego and makes you think you're invincible and invulnerable and you're not. Plain and simple youre not, do you know how much you make us worry?" At this point, you became more serious in your lecture.

Leo sat up straighter, you only got serious when you were hurting. It was clear his acts of "kindness" were doing more harm than good, he didn't want that, he just didn't know how else to show that he cared for you both. To be honest, he was scared of having to take care of Casey by himself, so when you came along it was almost like a perfect little family.

Casey, realizing how serious this conversation had turned, slowly made his way of the train car and into a different one. He wanted to give his parental figures their space, hoping that that was okay with them.

"And I understand you don't want to lose us or you're simply trying to save us, but why put yourself in that situation when we have it handled? Why jump in front of a train when no ones there? " you were crying now, not loudly just tears streaming down your face. Leo stood up, covering you in a shadow, he grabbed you up into a hug.

"I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't be risking my life, especially in the time we live in now. I just, I can't lose more of my family" he was petting your hair, the other arm wrapped around your shoulder. Your silent tears started getting louder, letting everything you've been holding in, out.

his petting slowly helped you to calm down, realizing all you needed was him to acknowledge his stupid hero complex. "I swear I'll try to let you guys fight your own battles but, if you need help, okay?"

Letting out a feeble 'mhm' letting yourself melt Into his arms. His deep chuckle startled you, forgetting where you were during your little meltdown, realizing that you had snuggled deeper in his arms. "Wow, if I knew getting lectured gets me into this predicament, I would misbehave more often" he squeezed his arm that was around you tighter and lifted your face so you both were looking at each other.

Your face grew red, not just from the crying but now from Leos flirts. even in serious and emotional situations, he was a flirt, most times it made the air lighter. This time though, it made the air tighter, just not with seriousness.

You held his gaze, it had a glint of mischievousness and something you couldn't quite pinpoint. Breaking away from the strong gaze, not able to move your head out of his gasp. You decided the wall beside his head was more interesting than the growing smirk on the handsome turtle's face. Your hands grabbed his wrists, your hand doesn't even for around his right one.

Releasing his grip from your face only for his hands to make their way down to your hips, squeezing to let you know they're staying there. Your face got even redder, if that was possible, just from him grabbing your hips. "Aww, are you feeling okay baby?" He cooed at you, a teasing tone highly noticeable in his 'concern.' You just looked away and pouted, simply ignoring his teasing.

He pulled you closer to him by the hips, making you gasp and place your hands on his plastron. one of his hands started rubbing up and down your side, obviously deciding to stay quiet just spurred him on to get a noise out of you. Good thing you're stubborn, still staying quiet you held his gaze, eyes locked once again. "You're so hot when you're stubborn, you know that? There's nothing I wouldn't do to get you to unravel a bit" he leaned down to whisper that last part in your ear, he lingered in that spot for a minute.

"Why don't you do it?" You rubbed your hands over his plastron, hearing him let out little whimpers here and there. "Excuse me?" At this point he had returned to his full height, hands still roaming your body, "I said, why don't you make me unravel?" You didn't have to say it a third time before you're brought in for a kiss.

He kissed you hard and passionately, trying to put everything he can't say into it. He looped his hands around your lower back to drag you closer, wanting you as close as he could get you at this moment. He brought one hand up to your cheek to direct your face and deepen the kiss. Being tall meant he towered over you, so he leaned down quite a bit to kiss you, but he didn't care he'd do anything to know what you tasted like.

His grip tightens on your back, basically scratching and clawing at you showing his desperation to get you. You tilted your head to deepen the kiss, moaning into it just from how hot it was, the noise made him whimper. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer for a change.

He spun you around and laid you on his bed, crawling over you so he could be face-to-face with you again. "Is this okay?" He rested his left hand on your hip, the other holding him up. "Of course it is," you pulled him down into another kiss to give him more reassurance.

He started gripping your hips harder, hard enough to leave a bruise of his fingertips. Making a groaning noise into your mouth, he pulled back and flipped you over onto your stomach. Pulling you hips so your ass was up in the air, the sight of you in this position makes him moan. Him pulling your pants and undies down in one swift movement had you gasping at the rush of cold air and the stare that Leo was looking at you with.

He went back to crawling over you, covering your whole body. He had his plastron right up against your back, making sure you could feel him right there. He reached back to make sure he was aligned before thrusting all the way in, making you cry out in the pain and the sudden stretch. He moaned at the tight feeling of your slick cunt, his hips shaking at the pleasure trying to stay still. He cooed at you, petting your head and going back to rub your hips for comfort.

Giving you enough time to adjust to his size, you slowly moved your hips back towards his. Taking the hint, he pulled just so the tip was in and thrust back in again, slowly thrusting to get a nice rhythmic pace. Keeping the slow pace was almost torturous for you, wanting for him to just let go and go as hard as he wanted.

"Mm harder" you moaned out, he slowed his pace making a 'hm' noise to make you repeat yourself. "Harder please! Please Leon,,,, I wan-nt nhhg,,,you to fuck me as hard as you can!" moaning out the words, you could practically feel his smirk growing as you struggled.

"How could I resist such a request, pretty girl? Especially since you said please" he whispered into your ear, thrusting harder as soon as he was finished talking. His brutal pace was making you moan like a whore, having a hard time even speaking.

He pulled you up so you two were chest to back, he reached down and started making circles on your nub. You were crying at this point, the pleasure was too much for you. "Awww, is this too much for you, baby? You can't even handle what you asked for huh?" Even through his teasing you could hear him straining to keep his moans and whimpers at bay.

" 'm close,," you whimpered out, you could feel his breath on your neck, hearing that you were close made him go even harder. Before you could even warn him, you came, your legs started trembling. Your cunt tightening around his cock was what pushed him over the edge, moaning and grunting right into your ear. Feeling him fill you up made your orgasm over-stimulated, making you even more sensitive.

He fucked you through his orgasm, making you cry out and moan, the feeling sending you into a hazy state. He held you up, you basically went limp in his arms, your orgasm making you have numb legs. Gently pulling out and laying you down, Leo went off to grab a towel and some water.

He came back to find you in the same position he left you, letting out a low whistle, he came over to look over you. "That good huh?" You could practically feel his ego rising, the smirk on his face ever so present.

"The best I've ever had, that's for sure" you made eye contact with him as he laid beside you, the smirk replaced by a soft and loving smile. His fingers tracing your thighs up to your stomach and down back again, he pulled you to where you were resting in the crease of his body.

"I love you"

"I love you too"

#ChaseWrites #rottmnt #rottmnt x reader smut #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt smut #Leonardo #Leonardo smut #future!leo x reader #rise! leo x reader #lawd this made me love leo so so much #he's so #hmmmmm fine

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brnesblogposts · 2 months

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love lost.

pairing: loki x gn reader

warnings: angst

(repost from my old blog because i’m moving to this account !!)

reposts appreciated :)

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Loki watched as his friends turned into nothing before his eyes, the fear behind theirs would stay with him forever. Mobius, OB, B-15, Sylvie, Casey.. all turned into what can only be described as spaghetti. Then just as he thought it couldn’t get any worse. You. He turned around to see you were still standing there, eyes wide with fear at what you’d just witnessed, Loki rushed to your side tears in his eyes and hands cupping your face as if to check you were really still with them.

“Loki..” the words got stuck in your throat as shock overtook your body and Loki pulled you into a hug, rocking you back and forth in a soothing manner.

“How are you still here?” Loki was confused as she had just seen all of her friends vanish but you remained. The last two people in the universe it would seem. “I’m so glad you’re still here” Loki shakily said while kissing the top of your head.

“What do we do??” You were panicked “Are you gonna leave me too? I don’t wanna be alone Loki” crying again you clutched onto him as if that would stop him from disappearing. Losing Loki would be like your heart stopping, there is nothing worse you could think of than losing him.

“I’ll never leave you, my darling. As long as you don’t leave me either” He’s stroking the back of your head now “We will figure this out, together.” Loki stands back and puts his hands on your shoulders to look at your face as if he wanted to remember every last detail, just in case.

You did the same, neither of you looking away from each other for a few minutes.

You felt funny all of a sudden.

“Darling?” Loki’s voice was distant yet you could see him right in front of you.

You felt your body disappearing from beneath you, looking down your legs were the spaghetti you had just seen your friends turn into, oh no. Your eyes looked back up right into Loki’s he was still clutching your shoulders as if doing so would keep you with him, as if him not letting go would keep you from being taken from him.

“No, no.” He whispered under their breath as you started to disappear. They didn’t want to be alone again, they didn’t know how to live without you. You were Loki’s lifeline you were their heart and soul and the core of their very being.

“Loki..” Your soul staring into the gods eyes until you were no more, Loki’s hands simply clutching the air where your shoulders had been.

She fell to her knees. Head down in defeat, sobs racking out of their body.

“No” He cried.

He looked around him, nothing, nobody. He was the only one who remained and he didn’t know how to live or breathe without you.

— time skip—

Loki would spend years and years trying to find a way to get them all back, to get you back. He would eventually drive himself to insanity and hallucinate your presence often finding himself talking to you only to realise you weren’t there, nobody was. He was all alone in the universe as if he was being punished for all that he did when he was on Earth and Asgard, for the tormenting of his brother, the death of his mother, the battle of 2012 and everything else. Maybe he deserved to be alone, maybe the universe was punishing him indefinitely.

Loki hadn’t moved, hadn’t been taken anywhere. He remained where he’d last seen his friends, some part of him hoping they’d come back, that some day he’d wake up and find you next to him. They talk about hell being a firey place if torture but Loki was in hell already, hell was life without you, hell was knowing there was probably something he could do to get his family back but not having the ability to, without OB’s brains and everyone else’s assets.

Destined to a life of loneliness. The only company being a small photo of you that had faded over the millennia, your smile barely visible but Loki found himself looking at it constantly and smiling and crying, begging whatever did this to him that he was sorry and that he just wanted you back.

He’d lost everything when he lost you.

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#loki #loki laufeyson #loki series #loki x reader #loki angst #writerblr #mcu loki #loki odinson #loki x you #loki x y/n #loki x original female character #loki fic #avengers #marvel fic

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yellowhollyhock · 17 days

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Rise Future Leo is so important to me

I just. It's just.

Like on the first watch through it sticks out a lot how much he's changed. But the thing is the thing is

"Hope is a ninja's greatest weapon" and then young Leo being like "ooh new catchphrase" like I know it's a time travel joke but listen. He lost everything. His entire family, his entire city, literally even parts of his body, and ultimately his entire timeline. Do you know how much grief can change a person fundamentally? Do you realize how hard it is to hang onto the little things that used to make you happy? Sometimes you just have to find new little things, and let go of who you used to be. Sometimes that's better.

But the fact that after every one of these losses, for all the things he let go of, Leo held onto his one-liners and catchphrases--I can't I can't he's so. Like the strength that takes? The deliberate choice that had to be? And the way he's using it more maturely to lift others up instead of to mask his insecurities, but also the way it's both and has always been both. GAH

And it's just it's just like. It really emphasizes the strengths that Leo had in the show all along, because. At first when I first watched the movie, I felt like they kinda nerfed his character? Why is he acting all irresponsible, sure he presents that way but rise Leo usually is actually pretty careful and aware of himself. Like especially his family's safety. But then it makes so much sense because he's just been given all this responsibility and he's trying to figure out how to deal with that.

And it's the moments. It's. When he says something or looks at someone and infuses that hope into them, like he's literally handing them a weapon. It happens in the show too (Donnie in the basketball episode comes to mind, and of course the classic "where are my brothers"), but the movie really builds to focus on those moments. And that's so very at the core of what makes a character Leonardo. It's that reservoir of inner strength that he learns how to share.

That ability to hang onto hope when it doesn't make any sense, and then persuade others to feel it. 87's corniness and charging into all kinds of dangerous situations, 03's sappy speeches and dangerous level of trust in everyone ever, the way 12 grows from pushing and demanding to encouraging and believing. Even 07 Leo, the Worst from what we saw of him--it's the changes in Donnie and Mikey when they see him again that make me believe that guy is in there. He's been the one putting hope in their hands when they couldn't find it anywhere else and that's why they felt so betrayed and abandoned. Splinter literally says to Donnie "if you cannot learn to recognize [where your brothers are weak and how to be strong for them], all hope is lost for our family." Honestly I think Raph is the only one, including April and Casey, who actually did keep that weapon in his hand after Leo left. He's the one who still believes he can save the city, ya know? And maybe also never really gave up on Leo coming back, which is why he also couldn't let go of the anger that it took so long.

It's like this okay: hope is a sword, love is a shield. It's Leo and Raph. Hope and Love bro ❤️🩵

And the Rise turtles brought this into focus because of how they flipped around some of their superficial traits.

I don't know you guys the fact that 'you are not alone' became Raph's big moment and 'hope is a ninja's greatest weapon' became Leo's just makes me insane a little bit. I don't think my brain was designed for this many emotions.

#tmnt #rottmnt #rise leo #rise future leo #character analysis #tmnt 2007

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lily-174 · 1 year

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blame - kelly severide x reader

overview: after shay dies kelly blames you until he find out it was arson.

prompt: ‘you blame me?’ ‘of course i blame you!”

i can’t lie, i really hate this. but oh well.

it had been a month. a month since your best friend died, you shay and dawson we’re best friends. the trio of 51. after shift somehow you were always together, and with you dating shays room mate kelly, you were all really close.

you thought it was your fault, you knew it was your fault. you hadn’t shown up to the firehouse since. you’d told casey to radio for the paramedics while you stayed with the injured victim at the bottom of the stairs. when gabby and Leslie arrived you let shay take your place next to the victim.. the place where she died, you’d switched places with her.

you gave her compressions before switching with kelly, you rambled about how it was your fault and begged her to come back to you but she didn’t. you felt an overwhelming sense of guilt, you could barely look at yourself in the mirror. shay was your rock, she knew everything about you, she knew things you’d never told anyone. it’d gotten so bad you’d thought about leaving, you thought everyone would be better off without you.

you hadn’t spoken to your boyfriend, but you’d spoken to gabby. she didn’t blame you, she did everything she could to reassure you it wasn’t your fault, gabby needed you back at work, at least that’s what she said so you decided to try. she was helping you, and you were so thankful for that, but you didn’t feel like you deserved it. one last try, you’d decided to try, try and come back to work. but you knew seeing kelly’s face would be painful.

it was only a few hours into your shift and you hadn’t spoken to anyone just sat on your bed in the bunk room, everything here reminded you of what you lost that day. you sat in your own thoughts until otis told you dinner was ready and you nodded getting up following him. you wanted to make amends with kelly, you wanted to know if he was okay. you loved him so much, yet because of you his best friend was gone.

you sat at the table eating your food not saying a word until everyone was done eating and got up returning to what they were doing, you followed kelly. you just wanted to check you just needed to find out if he was okay..

“kelly” you spoke trying to get his attention as you followed him down the hall, your palms clammy from anxiety. you could feel your hands beginning to shake.

“yeah” he called back continuing to walk, you sighed at the blunt tone in his voice, and shoved your shaky hands in your pocket, you could feel your heart beating way to fast.

“can you stop for a minute so we can talk?” he stopped in his tracks turning to face you, you could tell he blamed you just by the look on his face, and that hurt you, you’d never felt this feeling before and it was becoming unbearable.

“are you okay?” you heard him scoff as you looked up at him. the way he looked at you was no longer full of love, instead anger and upset. something you never wanted to see from kelly, you’d believed you would’ve gotten married to him.. but now.

“am i okay? my best friends dead because-“ he stopped himself you knew what he was going to say but some part of you wanted him to say it. you wanted someone to agree it was your fault, maybe that would give you a reason..

“you blame me?”

“of course i blame you! you radioed for them! you swapped places with her!” you thought someone agreeing would make you feel validated, but it didn’t. it should’ve been you, you wished it was you. maybe you’d join shay..

“don’t you think i wish it was me not her! it should’ve been me! i know that kelly!” you spat, tears coming to your eyes as you turned to walk away seeing the prying eyes from everyone in the briefing room, you felt like everyone agreed it was your fault and it was killing you.

you walked away a few tears falling from your cheeks into the bathroom going inside a cubical and crying, god you’d never felt so embarrassed, so guilty. you didn’t know how long you could live with this feeling. you should’ve died not her.

you had no idea how long you’d been sat in that toilet crying, blaming yourself, when you heard a knock at the door.

“what?” your voice cracked as you spoke.

“it’s kelly. y/n gabby just told me it was arson.. i was wrong okay? i don’t blame you. just open the door please” his words felt like they squeezed your heart, the pain in your chest growing, as you stood opening the door.

“it was arson? who?” you spoke taking a deep breath, taking in the information kelly just told you, you felt the anger rumble inside you, it was fucking arson.

“adrian gish.. gabby has just gone to speak to antonio try and get some help..” you felt more tears brimming as kelly brought you into a hug, you accepted it hugging him back. he gently rubbed your back in an attempt to comfort you, you missed him, you missed his voice, his smell, the way his arms felt around you.

“i’m so sorry, listen to me okay? i didn’t mean to say what i did. loosing shay, has been one of the hardest things i’ve ever been through and it just- it messed with my head. i never wanted you to think it should’ve been you, it wasn’t your fault. it was no one’s fault apart from the man who lit that fire” kelly spoke softly and you let a soft sob leave your lips, kelly slowly lead you out from the bathroom into the bunk room, when you looked up everyone was there. all of your team, everyone at 51 was stood infront of you.

“it wasn’t your fault y/n.” gabriella your best friend spoke, you saw everyone nod in agreement then herrmann stepped forward giving you a hug.

“we are all here for you okay? no one blames you” that made you think, maybe it was worth fighting. these people all these people in front of you were worth fighting for. they made you the person you were.

#one chicago fic #chicago fire #one chicago #chicago fire imagine #kelly severide #kelly severide x reader #kelly severide imagine

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darth-sonny · 11 months

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What if... Maybe a year or so after Leo starts becoming a more active parent... Kirby goes missing? They're only gone for a day or two, but Leo is obscenely worried. Going insane looking for them, when Kirby returns, quiet as ever. Leo holds them in his arms, demanding to know where they were, when quietly, Kirby asks;

"... How was I born?"

They know. They got tired of Leo's half answers, the states they'd get from Uncle Donnie and Aunt April. They looked for the truth themself, and they found out who their other parent really is.

Obviously this is just me spitballing but if you couldn't tell I'm in love with his AU didysbsjsm

okay, okay, okayokayokayokayokayokayokay

personally, for me, Kirby wouldn't know. like, they know that they're half-Kraang, but Leo just told them that it was because he got infected and that messed with his biology and that resulted in Kirby. like, not the obvious truth, but just a smidge of what actually happened. a very watered-down version of everything

but T H I S ??????? oh-hohohohohohohohohohohohohoho~~~~~~~

this i like~~

Donnie and Raph try to say something about that question - either to answer it or to somehow change the subject. Anything, really - while Mikey tries to stop them. Splinter is trying to calm everyone down when Leo tells them to leave.

——————————————————————————

Leo would go quiet. He would freeze.

None of them want to. But Leo insists, quite sternly, and they leave.

So it's just Leo and Kirby.

Leo leads them to the kitchen and makes some chai, Kirby's favorite. "How was I born?" they ask again. They wish they hadn't said anything. Because things were going great, and they didn't want to ruin that, but they were curious, and they wanted to know why their family treated them the way they did.

They just want confirmation that what they learned wasn't true and just... nasty stories.

"Are you sure you want to know?" Leo asks, staring at the pot.

This was the point of no return.

And Kirby decides to pass it.

"Yes."

So Leo tells them.

He tells them about the key, about Casey Junior's true origins. About how a clan called the Foot released an ancient evil called the Kraang. Tells them about how the end of the world almost happened right there and then.

He tells them about how he decided to lock himself in the prison dimension to save everyone. Tells them about the weeks of torture and abuse, about how he lost his arm. How his leg got fucked up so badly that he now can't walk without a cane.

He tells Kirby about Prime.

Over their favorite tea, Kirby learns everything.

How Prime possessed their dad, took pleasure in it. How they abused him – emotionally, physically, mentally, and even...

Leo stops himself from finishing, but Kirby gets the picture.

He ends the "story," and Kirby wants to run away again.

They regret asking, they regret being curious, and they regret being born. They regret not running away when they had the chance back then. They regret staying and hurting dad, reminding him of what he went through, reminding everyone–

Leo pulls them out of their beginning spiral with a hug.

"I never blamed you," he whispers, and that breaks them.

"Why?" they ask. Why doesn't he blame them? He should. Uncle Donnie does it. Auntie April does it. And Uncle Raph, even though he tries not to. Dad should blame them, he had every right to...

Leo holds them for a long time, rocking back and forth, shushing Kirby's tears and sobs.

"Because you didn't deserve any of this," he says. "I chose to keep you. I chose to have you grow up, to live in the aftermath of that whole situation. It's my fault everyone treated you like that. You didn't do anything. You aren't at fault for anything. You're just as much a victim as I was. Am."

Kirby tries to shake their head, but Leo doesn't let them.

"I'm sorry," he continues. "I'm sorry I was never there to start with. I'm sorry that I forced you to grow up so quickly. I'm sorry that I brought you into a family that was never going to truly love you the way you deserved to be. And I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you from this."

Leo hugs them tighter and gently places his forehead on top of theirs.

"You deserve so much more than this, than me. You deserve a normal childhood, a happy one, full of uncles and aunties that love you without question. But you got us. You got me. But I promise you that I'll do everything I can to make it up to you. And if that means you want to leave, then-"

Kirby shakes their head. They don't want to leave. They don't! They had those thoughts before, but they were dumb thoughts now. They can't leave!

"I-I'm sorry!!" they sob. The tears fall harder when dad rubs soothing patterns on their shell. "I'm s-sorry I hurt-hurt you!..."

"You didn't hurt me," he soothes, "you never hurt me."

They stay in the kitchen for a long time, Leo holding them and doing his best to stop the tears.

Neither of them feel like they'd apologized enough, but they console the other that they have.

#this got a bit long but. eh #ALSO #BEST ASK!!!!!#rottmnt #tmnt #sonny answers #sonny writes #prime leo au #kirby tag #got a bit carried away but #hashtag no regrets✌️✌️✌️

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My Future in You | 1.1 | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

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Synopsis: Bradley’s twenty-two years old and not where he’s supposed to be. He’s supposed to be out of the academy by now. Instead, he’s retaking his senior year of college and praying to god that he gets into flight school. Mav’s gone, his mom’s gone. He’s mad at the world. Then, a hook up at a Halloween party changes his future even more than he could have imagined.

Warnings: minor smut, eventual accidental pregnancy, angst, drama etc etc, enemies to lovers if you wanna call it that, no major warnings in this chapter

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“I’m sorry… you’re pregnant? - You’re in your second trimester and you’re just now telling us?” Paige frowns, lips parting, brows furrowed.

You shift awkwardly, nodding softly.

“And my parents kicked me out. And Ryan isn’t the dad.” Your roommates have begun to know Ryan well by this point, he’s been stopping by more and more. You see him almost every day at the moment.

“Well, then, who’s the dad?” Casey’s taking this better than the others, she has had her suspicions.

“Jake’s friend. His name is Bradley, he was here last Wednesday.”

“That guy? - I slept with him last September!” Emily gasps. All eyes turn towards her.

You wish you could say that the information surprised you. She gives you an almost apologetic look. You shrug. If you lost sleep over everyone that Bradley has hooked up with, you wouldn’t sleep until the baby’s born.

“Does Ryan know?” Paige asks gently. You quickly shake your head at her.

“No, but look,” You push yourself to your feet and lift your sweater. All three of their lips part in unison as they realise that this isn’t a prank. There’s certainly a roundness to your stomach, a structured curve starting to form. “I have to tell him. And since the last time someone found out, my parents disowned me - I figured I could use some practice.”

This probably wasn’t the best time to drop a bombshell on them. Paige’s boyfriend is on Jake’s team, you’re about to go to their game - you were offered a hard seltzer and now you’re here, telling them everything.

Your roommates take it better than expected. They’re most upset that you didn’t tell them sooner, especially about what had happened with your parents. But, they’re happy if you’re happy. You think you are. Most days recently you are.

You’re just terrified about telling Ryan.

He’s going to be there tonight. He’s a photographer part time, he takes pictures for a bunch of UVA events. Tonight included. Jake, Bradley, Ryan and all of your friends. At least you’ll have support if it blows up in your face.

You’re running kind of late - traffic - the team’s already out on the field when you arrive. Paige is hurrying you along to grab seats. You spot the number fourteen out on the field immediately, white lettering on the back of Bradley’s Navy coloured jersey. You almost trip as Paige tugs at your hand, head whipping around to look at her, wide eyed.

She apologises but continues hurrying. Your eyes land on Ryan, he’s standing at the bottom of the stands with a camera up to his eye.

“I’ll catch up. I just wanna say hi.” You wave Paige off, already making your way over to him. It’s cold, almost February already, you’re wearing a big coat. He’s seen you naked plenty over the course of the last month, but you’re starting to worry that he’s going to figure it out just by looking at you. You stop by his side. “Hey.”

“Hey, baby,” Ryan smiles warmly, already reaching out for you with one arm as his other hand holds his camera. Your cheeks fill with heat as he kisses your mouth. You can feel your friends watching your interaction with him. Knowing what they know. Knowing he has no idea at all. “How’s my girl doing?”

You smile sheepishly at him. Your heart aches. You want this to work out so bad.

“Good. I’m good.” You tell him, leaning forwards to brush a curl back off of his face. He grins at the affectionate gesture. “I was thinking that maybe you and I could go for dinner after the game. I have something that I wanted to tell you.”

Ryan’s smile doesn’t falter in the slightest. He has no reason to think that it might be bad news. Well, it isn’t bad news. It’s just that he might consider it to be bad news. You know that you would if you were in his shoes.

“I’d love to.”

You hum happily, leaning in and kissing his mouth sweetly. Ryan’s arm squeezes around your waist, holding you close against him.

Bradley rolls his neck as he watches the interaction, then shakes his head softly and turns back towards his team. Jake shoots him a look and shakes his head. Bradley nods.

They have an agreement that Bradley is going to behave or Jake is going to have to break his nose.

As much as Bradley isn’t a fan of the idea, he has to admit that he doesn’t find Ryan much of a threat. You like him because he’s a musician and he can talk about his feelings. Bradley was in piano lessons until his sophomore year of high school and therapy until his freshman year. He’s experienced with both.

He’s taller, stronger - probably not smarter but has a lot else to offer. Bradley’s certain that if he put his mind to it, he would be able to knock Ryan’s skinny ass out of the picture with impressive speed.

But, his agreement with Jake prevents him from doing so.

Besides, Bradley has been thinking about it more and more. The more he continues to stand between you and whoever you decide to date, the more you’ll be on his ass about some kind of commitment. The kid is a big enough commitment. Bradley doesn’t need you pestering him for a ring too.

So, Ryan can stay. For a while, at least. As much as Bradley doesn’t like it, this is probably the best case scenario in terms of you dating someone else.

“Bradshaw, are you listening to me?”

Bradley looks towards his quarterback and nods firmly. He needs a clear head for tonight’s game. That would be easier if you weren’t swapping saliva with your new boyfriend in the stands. He’s got to figure out how to get over how mad it makes him to see you kissing someone else.

You take your seat with your friends, sipping on a soda instead of beer like everyone else. Just like you’ve been doing for over two months. They have no idea how they didn’t figure it out before.

The game begins and Bradley thinks that he’s going to be just fine. He plays just as well as he always does. He dodges a tackle and breaks into a sprint down the field. He slams the ball down into the grass as he reaches the end zone, securing the game’s first touchdown at the sixteenth minute.

He turns, grinning and finds you in the stands. Your nose is scrunched amusedly as his team celebrates with him excitedly, your arms in the air. You’re cheering for him.

There’s a flash, Bradley almost misses it. Ryan captures a picture of the smile on Bradley’s face as he finds you in the crowd, and has no idea. His team continues in the lead well into the second half of the game. Jake screws up a pass and the other team makes a touchdown, but Bradley’s performance tonight is making up for it.

You know that Jake’s pissed off that he’s off his game. He storms off of the field the moment the game’s done. His team might’ve won, but Jake doesn’t feel like a victor. Bradley, however, stands back and talks with his coach, laughing for a few minutes. Tonight was one of his best plays of the season, everyone knows it.

He walks towards the stands, ready to hit the showers and celebrate his triumph back at the house.

“Hey, Bradshaw!”

Bradley turns, lips quirking up into a smile as he finds you standing by the steps. He nods his head in acknowledgement as you walk towards him.

“Not a bad show, for an Eagles fan.” You tease him.

“Probably first time you’ve seen your team win. Longhorn.” He answers. He grins at you, letting out a soft chuckle as he opens his arms and pulls you tight against his chest. Your arms slide around his waist, laughing softly.

“Gross, you’re so sweaty.” You complain, pushing at his abdomen for release. Bradley scoffs and holds you just as tight against him. He hums in agreement, tightening his hold.

“Uh-huh.”

“Get off of me, you’re so gross.” You laugh, pushing at his stomach.

“C’mon, Seresin, can’t pretend that you aren’t into it.” He lowers his voice to tease you, his nose brushing playfully against the top of your ear as you squirm in his arms. “Me, all shirtless and sweaty - you, batting your eyelashes and giggling like a kid with a crush. That’s how it goes with us, right?”

“You’re an idiot.” You scoff, still grinning as you manage to wriggle out of his arms, pretending to shiver in disgust. He smiles.

Ryan’s brows furrow slightly as he watches the exchange.

It’s awfully friendly for two people who supposedly share only one common interest. That being your brother. He watches Bradley notice his presence first. Bradley doesn’t make an effort to pretend that this is more innocent than it is, but he forces himself to smile politely and make room for your boyfriend to join the conversation.

“Ryan.” The word slips from your mouth, giving away how surprised you are to have seen him. Bradley tries his best not to look smug.

“Hey, baby.” Ryan wraps an arm around your waist and leans in to kiss you. Your cheeks burn as you kiss his mouth quickly. You can feel Bradley watching you. You glance back at Bradley as you pull back. His face doesn’t give anything away.

“Still want to get dinner?” Ryan asks.

“There’s a party happening at our place to celebrate. If you guys wanted to.” Bradley looks at Ryan as he offers.

You look between the two of them, then shift closer to Ryan.

“Maybe another time. You did great tonight, Bradley.”

Bradley nods his head gratefully. He smiles, “Alright. You two have fun.”

You can’t pretend that you aren’t surprised that he seems to be so okay with this. Bradley turns and heads for the showers, thinking back to his agreement with Jake and how serious it could possibly be.

He has broken his nose before, it wasn’t that bad. Watching that loser drape his arm around you is certifiably worse.

“Is there something going on between you and Bradley Bradshaw?” Ryan asks it as he’s sitting opposite you, trailing his fingers along the edge of his beer bottle, avoiding your gaze.

Your brows furrow seriously, eyes going wide, “Me and - no, no. No. He’s just a friend.”

“You two seemed pretty close tonight.” Ryan explains, biting his cheek as he finally lifts his gaze to look at you. Now’s your chance to tell him. We’re only close because we’re having a baby together.

You can see it in his face that he’s insecure about what he saw between you and Bradley.

If you tell him that not only have the two of you had sex, but that you’re pregnant with Bradley’s baby, you can tell that it’s going to hurt him. It’s going to be worse if you don’t.

“He’s just Jake’s friend.” You blurt.

You know Bradley isn’t capable of being there for you like Ryan can. Bradley’s with some other girl tonight. You can expect more and more of that. Ryan wouldn’t do that to you. He’s here, and he wouldn’t dream of being anywhere else.

“Okay. I believe you, I’m sorry.” Ryan breathes out. Your heart feels like it’s going to leap out of your throat the rest of the night.

It’s a restless night. Tossing, turning, trying to get your mind off of what a bad decision you have just made. You need to come clean. Things are over between you and Bradley - there wasn’t ever much to end in the first place. It was just sex. You just had sex twice. That’s it.

You fall asleep with your cheek pressed to Ryan’s shoulder, your arms looped around his bicep.

Ryan feels you stirring against him before the sun is up. His brows furrow, blinking softly. He turns his head and kisses your forehead softly.

“It’s okay.” He assumes that it’s a nightmare. You pull yourself closer to him, brows scrunched together, lips parted, letting a soft whine slip your lips.

Ryan slips his fingers between yours and squeezes your hand gently, closing his eyes and trying to slip back into unconsciousness.

The next sound that slips your lips is unmistakably a moan.

Ryan’s eyes shoot open.

“Babe?” He nudges you softly with his arm. Nothing. Another nudge and your lips press together. You pull back, blinking and then frown at him.

“What?” You groan.

Ryan’s lips quirk up into a soft smile, “Were you having a sex dream?”

Your eyes widen.

Ryan turns onto his side and leans forwards, kissing your lips. You try your best not to tense against him. It doesn’t mean anything. Bradley just got in your head, that’s it. Sex with Ryan is better, you know it is.

But, when you’re standing under the stream of the shower, letting water soak your hair - you can’t get the dream out of your head. It felt so real.

Bradley’s hands on your hips, lips working feverishly along your bare torso. Just like Halloween, you’re in his bed. His mouth stops as his teeth graze your hipbones, strong hands lifting your hips enough for him to settle between your legs.

Your head thrown back, fingers in his curls, back arching up off of his navy sheets.

You swallow and grab your shampoo. Ryan is better, Ryan’s more stable. Ryan didn’t have sex with your roommate last September. It was just a dream. You tell yourself that it didn’t mean anything.

You pretend that the sex with Ryan after you woke up was half as good as your dream with Bradley.

You glance down and trail your fingertips over your stomach. It’s not weird to be attracted to the person you’re having a kid with. That’s probably it. It’s purely hormonal. Maybe it’s guilt for not telling Ryan.

The dream circles through your head the entire day. You’re sitting in your morning class and thinking of being face down in Bradley’s mattress. In fact, you can’t think of anything else. In your afternoon class, all you can think about is his lips on your throat and his gruff voice in your ear. You press your thighs together and sit back in your seat. It isn’t fair.

You’re sitting at the back of the auditorium, not listening to a single word. In fact, you might as well not even be there. As far as you’re concerned, you’re in Bradley’s room. The breath is knocked from you as he pounds into you, you’re a whimpering mess, face pressed into the crook of your arm and his hand on the back of your neck keeping you there.

Then, you’re back home making dinner. Bradley’s hand roaming up your back, tangling in your hair and scooping it up into a makeshift ponytail. You gasping as he tugs at your roots, pressing his bare chest against your back, exposing your neck to him as his lips assaulted your throat.

You rutting your hips back against his, met with more force from him this time. He slides his fingers up into your hair, cradling the back of your skull as he presses you down and fucks you into the mattress.

You slice the tomatoes, blinking to trying to clear your head. It doesn’t work. His voice is in your head, telling you how good you feel, how close he is.

“What’s up, Seresin?”

You flinch, eyes blowing wide open when the voice isn’t just in your head anymore. Bradley watches as the knife slides past the tomato and into your index finger, he drops the bag onto the counter and moves to your side immediately.

“Fuck, are you okay?”

He takes your hand in his to examine the cut. You blink at him, lips parted. Bradley’s brows furrow slightly as he meets your gaze.

“Hello? - You with me?”

“What are you doing here?” You breathe out. Bradley guides you over to the sink, rinsing the blood from your finger.

“I texted you that I was bringing you dinner, wanted to talk about baby names. Your roommate let me in.” Bradley explains, tenderly rinsing the cut to inspect how bad it is. You lift your chin, still staring at him. He’s wearing a black t-shirt and jeans today. His cheeks are flushed from the cold outside. He looks at you and your mouth goes dry.

Bradley frowns, “What is up with you? - You’re gonna have to start talking or I’m calling Jake.”

“Nothing, nothing.” You shake your head quickly. “Long day. Sorry. I’ve been kind of spaced.”

“Where do you keep your first aid kit? - You just need a band-aid, it’s not that bad.” Bradley decides, giving you a reassuring smile. You point to the counter under the sink. He crouches before you and you jolt away from him. Bradley’s brows furrow slightly, but he gets the first aid kit without complaint anyway.

He stands back up and wraps the it around your index finger. You stare at him. Bradley lifts your hand and presses his lips to the top of the band-aid, “All better.”

Your knuckles whiten around the kitchen counter.

He turns away from you and back to the food he brought with him, “I asked Jake what your order is, since you didn’t answer me. Hope that’s okay.”

You watch the muscles in his back move under the thin fabric of his t-shirt.

“Y’know, your roommate looks kind of familiar. Is she over at UVA a lot?”

You narrow your eyes at him. The dream was just fiction. This is the real Bradley. You swallow, let out a breath and decide to move on.

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