#sorry this is literally so late but i had a WEEK until yesterday

[bugboysgf]

Hate + Love

Chapter 2

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Summary: There is a thin line between love and hate but what if it's way thinner than you thought?

“Hi, im suppose to be tutoring somebody.” you told the lady at the front desk. The last 2 weeks had been stressful but out of extreme luck you managed to get all A’s but that also meant you had to tutor the people that were not doing so well in school.

“Oh yes, you must be Y/n.”

“I am.” you confirmed.

“Min Ho.” The lady calls his name and he jumps out of his seat.

“You gotta be kidding me.” you look at Min ho and he seems just as surprised as you are. “There has to be some sort of mistake, I can't tutor him.” the lady looks at her computer for a second and looks back at you.

“Sorry but there is a specific note from the teacher saying you can't switch.”

“What? Who wrote that.” you asked.

“It was your math teacher. Take a seat and get started.”

“I can't believe this.” you said sitting down.

“Do you think I want to do this? I have no choice.” Min ho rolled his eyes.

“Whatever can we just get started.”

After two hours tutoring you were done but to you i feel like 5 hours because every 10 minutes you and Min ho were arguing about something different.

“Thank you.” Min Ho says. You look at him in shock, you were never expecting those words to come out of his mouth.

“You have manners, I see. Can I get an apology too?” you asked hopefully.

“It happened almost 3 weeks ago, get over it.”

“God you're such a bitch.”

“Takes one to know one.”

—-

“We have Alex next.” Kitty said. “Oh my god we still have to walk up the stairs.” you said, you were tired already and it was only your 2 period.

“Do you want to go to a ramen place after the 5th period?” Kitty asked.

“Im Pretty sure I don't have to tutor today, so yes.”

“How is it? By the way, you are still not getting along.”

“Nope now i have to sit with him in alex class, because he wont let me change seats.” you rolled your eyes.

“Dude you have 4 months left until winter break, at least try to stop hating each other.”

“He's the problem, not me, he won't apologize. He said thank you yesterday when i tutored him but that's it.” you explained to Kitty. You honestly don't think that you and Minho would get along every chance he gets to make fun of you. He's gonna take it and you're tired of it.

“The problem is that you are both stubborn.” Kitty grabs the handle of the door and lets you into the class, she gives you a ‘be nice look’ and takes a seat.

You walked over to your seat and to your surprise Min Ho was already sitting down, he was always late. You take a seat and don't say a word to him.

“No greeting?” he asked

“What do you want?” you say in a cold tone.

“Woah, somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.” he smirks.

“I just don't have time for your bullshit today.”

Lucky Alex didn't have you guys do anything with your partner work today you didnt think you could handle it anyways.

You grabbed your things and stuffed them into your backpack.

“y/n?” you stopped in your tracks and looked at the guy that called your name. Minho also stopped and looks at him.

“Yes?” you look at him confused. You've never seen this guy in your life and you had no idea why he was talking to you.

“I'm Derek, I was just trying to see if i can get your number.” you look around to see if anybody was watching and behind him were his friends waiting to see your next move. You didn't want to seem stuck up or anything, so you just smiled and typed your number into his phone.

“Great, I'll text you.”

“Cool” you watch him walk away and turn to Min ho. “And why did you stay?”

“What does he want with you?” “What do you mean?”you asked, confused.

“His dad is literally a millionaire.”

“I honestly dont give two fuck about that.” you said.

“It had to be a dare.” Min ho shook his head.

“Oh really? Just because an attractive guy asked for my number that means it has to be a dare?” you said offended. Min ho knew he messed up, he always jokes around but he knew that what he said really affected you.

“That's not-”

“Save it.” you walked away.

—

For the next few weeks you continue talking to Derek, you thought he would be a jerk but turns out he wasn't. He was really nice and listened.

“Where are you going?” Min ho asked Q. “Oh the nature club is having a hike today.” Q said, putting on his shoes.

“Great i'll come” Min ho got up from the couch. “You can't.” Q said.

“Why?” “Club members only.” “Dude i went last time.” Q stayed silent and didn't say anything. “Unless you don't want me to go for some reason?” “It's not that I don't want you to go, it's just that y/n and Derek are going to be there and I don't want you messing it up for her. She told me what you said when he asked for her number.” Q confessed.

“That's not what I meant, I tried to tell her that.”

“You should have said it in the first place, are you jealous or something?” Q asked.

“What no… no”

“Yup that sounds so convincing.”

“I don't like her, I hate her.”

“You know, you can hate and love somebody at the same time.” Q said shutting the door.

Min ho stood there thinking there's no way that he loves y/n? He hates her too much.

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[anti-romantico]

[too complicated] stray kids bangchan

warnings: unprotected sex (tomatoes tomatoes tomatoes), kitchen sex, oral (f recieving), cum swallowing, teasing, tension, let me know if i missed something

words: 1464

A/N: I've been trying to write for bangchan for a while now, not likig anything, but my friend recommended me this scenario and i love it! so i hope you guys also like it <3

You two were tipsy, not drunk. You knew what was happening, so did he. But god, his tongue fighting against yours, his hands not being able to control themselves. But both mentally thanked Jisung when he called you because no one in the party seemed to know where you were. He didn’t see anything, though, and at least you wished he did, because you needed someone to talk to. A best friend? Well, that was the funny part, Chris was your best friend, and he has been avoiding you since the kiss. And the best (worst) part was that you lived together, so it was really hard for you to forget what happened when the whole place smelled like him.

9 in the morning and you were done with your breakfast. It was Saturday so none of you needed to be anywhere, but you still looked at his door, ready to scold him for being late. And maybe you stared too hard because his door opened, showing a very tired Chris. He froze when he found you already looking, but he didn’t say anything, not even a good morning. He just walked around you to the kitchen counter and grabbed a bowl and his box of cereal.

— Are you seriously going to ignore me? Not even pretend? — You asked annoyed, turning your body to look at him. Or his back at least.

— Don’t know what you’re talking about. — He caressly said, walking to the fridge to grab the milk.

— Oh, suddenly you’re 15 again? — And Chris tried his best to now turn around, he just shrugged his shoulders. — You know what, fine. Enjoy your cereal.

He let you throw everything back to their place and slam your door. It was when he finally turned around and looked at your, now empty, seat. He didn’t know what to do.

You both successfully avoided each other for the rest of the day, literally waiting for the other’s door to get closed to go out and eat. It wasn’t until the next morning you met again, this time he was the one having his breakfast when you got out of your room.

You debeated yourself if you should be as childish as him and ignore him, but you were better than that. — Good morning. — You said in a robotic voice. He didn’t answer. You rolled your eyes and, shamelessly, imitated what he did yesterday. —  Did you sleep well? — You said, making your coffee. 

Chris was confused, and he even turned around, only to find your back facing him. — Uh… Kind of. — He answered, knowing what you were doing.

— Why? Hard night? — You poured the hot water on your cup and grabbed the granulated coffee.

— You can say that… Listen, I’m sorry for yesterday, I…

— What happened yesterday? I don’t remember. — He bit his tongue, hating that you interrupted him. You knew that.

— I was an asshole. — And contrary to what anyone could think, he knew when he was wrong and wasn’t scared to admit it.

— Really? Why? — You turned around and found him already standing up and walking to you.

— Please don’t do this… I know I did it, but that doesn’t mean you have to. — He kept his distance, still having flashbacks of that night.

— Don’t know what you’re talking about. — He had enough. Chris took another two steps and removed the cup from your hands, putting it away.

— I don’t know what you want me to say. “I didn’t mean to”? I did. I kissed you and I don’t regret it.

— Then why did you ignore me AND avoided me for almost a week? 

— Because I’m a coward.

— Yeah, no shit, Christopher.

You two stayed silent for a couple of minutes, the coffee and soggy cereal long forgotten. 

— Now what? — You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

— I wish I knew… — He looked away.

— Why did you have to ignore me like that, then? You’re acting as if we fucked. — And you said those words. And you hated that you knew what his silence meant. — If you’re not going to answer, I'll walk to my room and pack my things. I don’t want this to be more complicated. 

— No! — He grabbed your arms to stop you, even though you didn’t even move. He slowly let you go, afraid you would leave. — Let’s… forget it, please. 

— It’s easy for you. — You answered, disappointed.

— It’s not, but I prefer that over losing my best friend.

— It’s easier than admitting there was something there? Maybe more? — You only use that tone of voice with the guys you flirted with, and Chris knew that.

— Please don’t do this to me. — His hands weren’t obeying his thought, caressing your hair.

— Don’t know what… — You repeated, but his finger around your neck stopped you.

— Stop saying that. — His voice turned deep, making you smirk.

— Or what?

— You know I’m holding back from fucking you over this counter, don’t push your luck. 

— It’s not like Jisung is going to interrupt us again, Chris. We’re alone.

Something in Chris’ head snapped, tightening the fingers around your neck to pull you and kiss you hard, making both of you moan. It felt like a big relief to finally kiss after ignoring each other for a week.

You were sucking on his tongue when you hand traveled down and got inside his pajama pants, immediately getting contact with his cock. He slept naked, the pajamas were only to not walk naked around you.

He hissed over your mouth. — Just like that, baby. Tighten a little. — The deep voice was gone, he was at your mercy, enjoying your skillful hand. — Use your other hand, please, grab my balls. Yes, like that, stroke me faster. — His hands pulled down his pants to give you more access and just let you stroke him. His moans were loud. You were so wet by his sounds. The feeling of his wet cock from his precum making everything a mess wasn’t helping either.

He didn’t last long, cumming on your hands and spilling a little on your pajama shirt. You licked his cum from your hands while staring at his eye, sending him to his knees. He pulled down your shorts and underwear, throwing them behind him. You spread your legs a little and let him lick the life out of you. 

Not only he was tongue fucking you, his finger were teasing your butthole just to add a little more of pleasure without making you uncomfortable. But he didn’t let you cum. You whined and pulled his hair, hearing him laugh.

He stood up and kissed you, making you taste yourself. His hands carried you from your butt, sitting you on the counter. And you were about to protest that you made food on it, when he thrusted in you with just one move. The feeling was different, the whole act felt different. Wet sounds filled the whole apartment, you two were too immerse in the fucking to even moan.

He was going slow, not wanting this to finish. Your eyes were on him until you couldn’t keep them open anymore. You threw your head back when the tip of his cock touched too deep. And the moan you let out was like an invitation for Chris to move faster.

The cereal boxes were digging into your back, but you didn’t want to switch positions, the angle was sending you into oblivion. He grabbed your neck again to kiss you. You weren’t complaining, it felt so good. He finally took off your shirt and attacked your nipples without stopping his hips.

You know your landlord was going to hear about this, but you would worry about that later. You felt like you ran out of hair, pulling Chris’ hair to let him know you were cumming. And this time, he helped you, massaging your clit with his middle finger until you finally cummed. 

He pulled out and started to stroke his cock fast. You pushed him back, got on your knees and replaced his hand with your mouth. It didn’t take him too long, the warm feeling of your mouth sending him to paradise and back. You swallowed him and got up to kiss him, this time making him taste himself. 

You kissed for a while until you felt his cock twitch against your stomach. You giggled.

— Does this mean you forgive me? — Chris innocently asked. 

— How can you act so cute after I just swallowed you cum?

— Don’t talk like that. — He kissed you again. — So?

— Maybe you need to apologize again. — You joked, brushing his hair back with your fingers.

He kissed you one more time and grabbed your legs, making you round his waist and carry you. — We have plenty of surfaces to fuck on, baby.

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[poetofthedyingstars]

filipino!mc who pouts their lips to point where things could be found and the obey me characters mistaking it as them asking for a kiss

warning: kind of long post im sorry hehe enjoy especially to my fellow filo besties — crack, fluff, established relationship, obey me x gn!reader

characters included: brothers, dateables + luke (platonic)

language used: english, few tagalog words mentioned here and there

LUCIFER (lucitot)

you spend a lot of time in his office especially that lucifer always have his butt stuck in his wheelie chair

and he's an overworker, we all know that. and it's been a habit of yours to fix the paperworks and loads of stuff in his room

you're basically his secretary! just kidding- lucifer likes it when you help him with his work, it literally melts his heart like you are his mc—

but as much as he loves that you help him around, it gets hard for him to find things he needs since he doesn't know where you put ‘em

late evening and you're slouched on the couch, busy on your DDD and lucifer's doing his paperwork- now where's that one file he needs???

“mc? you cleaned my office yesterday, right? where have you put the file of the demons who caused the chaos on hell's kitchen?”

without looking up to him, you pouted and gestured your head to the piles of paper next to a bookshelf

mc??? what are you doing??? he's asking you where did you put his files-

why are you pouting?

wait. do you want him to kiss you?

chuckles to himself and forgets what he was asking for- you are so needy for himmmm you literally have to ask for a kiss to point where his files are??? did you even heard him?

walks up to you and kisses your cheeks

you looked at him, eyes wide, confused.

“lucifer? do you wanna take a break? cuddles?”

is taken aback. wHAT DO U MEAN ??? YOU WERE THE ONE ASKING FOR IT!!!

“what? i was simply giving you what you want. you were pouting so i thought-”

you laughed.

WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING AT HIM!! HE IS NOW EMBARRASSED. HE'S SHY. MCCCC-

dying inside, he's blushing

“no, love. i was pointing to the file you need over there—” you pouted again and gestured your head and lucifer finally looks at where you were pointing—

and he was like. oh. oh.

clears his throats. forget it happened mc.

you chuckled again at his flushed face and he goes back to work, embarassed.

he's revoking your kisses and cuddles privileges for a week.

MAMMON (bogart, my baby he's totally not my favourite what are you talking about-)

YOU ARE LITERALLY ALWAYS TOGETHER

and mammon observes you as always so he knows your habits and like the little things you do like when you scrunch your nose when you try to hide your laughter when luci scolds the anti-lucifer league, and how you have a snack pack for beel, and how you are always kind to mammon-

like. ha. mc he's totally not obsessed with you what the hell are you talking about

but ANYWAYS this pouting-pointing gesture you do, he haven't really noticed since you don't do it a lot

but when the first time you've done it he was trying to find his box of perfume in his room

you were watching a movie in his room until his agent starts calling for him- oh no he was so engrossed in spending time with you he forgot he had an appointment today boom mc you make him go crazy

he was already being fidgety and trying to find everything he needs before he goes

but he can't find his box of perfume!!!

WHERE THE FUCJ IS IT

“mc, have you seen where'd i put my cologne? i can't find it!”

you were on top of his bed and watching him ransack the whole room to find his perfume

you pouted your lips and gestured to the box just near the bed- how mammon missed seeing that you'll never know

when he looked at you and see you pouting his brain goes HDJAJDJSJDJW MC?

he's in the middle of something here. why are you pouting? are you upset coz he needs to go? are you asking for a kiss, perhaps?

grumbles and mutters how this is not the right time to ask for a kiss mc he's so late to an appointment and he's asking for your help and you're asking for a kiss??? hmp BUT OF COURSE you'd ask he's THE great mammon so ask all u want

he walks up to you and kisses your forehead

you look at him ???

“what’s that for?”

if he wasn't blushing furiously then, well he is NOW.

WDYM MC 😭

is shy. is stumbling. what the fuck just happened? tries to come up for an answer

you chuckled and shakes your head, you reached for the perfume next to you and hands it to him

he's still embarassed.

he leaves without saying a word

but once he gets over it, he takes not of this habit of pouting-pointing gesture of yours

sometimes when he have the courage he tries to kiss u and uses it as an excuse

“huh? ya weren't asking for a kiss? thought you were because you were pouting! but that's okay! who doesn't love a kiss from THE GREAT MAMMON?”

(but if you tell him you don't like it when he does that, he'll stop. he will only kiss u when u want him to and when ur okay w it hihi)

he is the greatest okay good bye

LEVIATHAN (lebleb bby)

LEVVVVV!!!!!

he's such a torpe he probably wouldn't even dare kiss you

it's just another anime movie night, you're watching something on devilflix or deviltube or a new release DVD he ordered

it's a miracle (hmm) that lev's other brothers are not barging in with your date tonight he's very thankful they're all out

is trying to find the remote to adjust the volume of the film you were watching

“mc where'd I put the remote again? i can't see it anywhere.”

eating your popcorn and not speaking up you pouted your lips to point the remote just out there

he looks at you— “huh????”

mc... why... are you pouting?

do you want him- a yucky otaku- to kiss you or??_?#?£?

blushing so red his face looks like a tomato

comes near you and give you a peck

covers his face with his hands

“hey what did you do that for???”

this is so embarrassing!!_!#!#

“wAHHH!!! I THOUGHT YOU WANTED A KISS IM SO SORRY-” give him a kiss and tell him it was alright

you have to reassure the poor boy because he's so embarrassed about it

the remote is forgotten

the remote was back to in topic when lucifer barged in to tell you to lower down whatever you were watching

within the week, whenever levi remembers it, he flushes red and melt in his seat

SATAN (tantan my fave dudebroparechong™)

since satan basically have a lot of competition to your attention he makes sure he occupies your time and attention more than anybody else

you're always together because he's your tutor and he loves spending time with you

another day in the library and you're just studying about devildom history for an essay activity from school

he looks at you and look around the piles of books and paper around him

where the fuck is that book again...??? didn't he just put it down beside him?

he looks at you, your adorable face so focused on what you were doing, your nose scrunched and eyes furrowed

he chuckled to himself

“hey, mc!”

you look at him, “what is it?”

“have you seen where i put the book i was just reading?”

you look around your environment and pouted

satan, a very brilliant smart genius probably brainy from the womb intellectual, was confused

?????

help what. why are you pouting?

admittedly, he haven't figured all of your quirks and human habits yet but what is this

are you... asking for a kiss?

oh. oh.

satan walks up to you and gives you a kiss

you look at him and he looks at you

both very confused at what just happened

“satan...???”

oh. so you didn't asked for a kiss?! oh. oh.

“i apologize, mc. i thought you were asking for a kiss.”

you shook your head and pointed to the book again

man's was blushing, red as hell

you laughed and told him it was okay because you love his kisses

FLUSTERED SATAN BABY NOISES

it probably happens a lot because when it comes to you, satan throws his brains out.

love is irrational and makes-you-stupid kind of a thing after all (no he just loves kissin' your adorable face)

ASMO (momo pop pop)

asmoooo my whiny babie and very painful character to have as a kin

if you're an asmo stan, good for you! asmo kinnies, i hope you're doing okay and you don't have to pretend to be something you're not to appease people. you're great! love lots!

ANYWAYS HEHEHEHE

spending the skin care routine session with our skin care beauty king asmo!!!!!

another night, another win

as asmo puts on your facemask, smiling at you, you can't help but feel happy

it's so relaxing to be with asmo

“there! all done, hon.” he says after successfully putting your facemask he looks at you one more time and you give a thumps up

“well, now, where is my facemask?”

since you can't really speak up you pouted your lips, his facemask was just behind him

he looks at you, “hm?”

mc why are you pouting?

“oh? do you want me to kiss you?”

he can't kiss your face so he just settles for your neck or hand

MC VERY VERY FLUSTERED

i mean this is the avatar of lust u know so....

asmo smiles :D almost forgetting about the facemask

you do make magic in his life, love

you just used your finger to point to him where the facemask is

well it's a fun and long night for the both of you

BEEL (beeli my boi)

hNGHSHAHDJSJ

nice boyfriend you have there

anyways beel was probably asking for a food he hid in the kitchen but he can't see them?_!#?????? he hopes someone haven't ate it already...

you were there with him, of course you are, the both of you are always together

ask if you have seen his food

you tell him you hid it somewhere in the fridge and you point your lips

confused baby beel noises

babes??? what are you doing???

comes closer to you

still confused

kisses your head

more confused baby beel noises

“beel??? what are you doing?”

“i'm sorry, mc. i thought you were asking for a kiss?”

really respectful about it and is kinda shy and blushing fbsjdjen

you laugh and told him you were just pointing out where you put his food

“oh okay” and it's forgotten he doesn't really make a big deal out of it

sigh he's so cute you know

BELPHIE (kalabaw here we go again)

belphie fandom's evil baby, the problematic fave, hmp.

ANYWAYS HERE YA GO Y'ALL

napping on the veranda is the go-to for the both of you because that's where the stars are or sometimes at the attic where it's just the two of you + beel

they're a package mc you can't seperate them.

and so because of him sleeping anywhere anytime it's not really that much of a wonder when he forgets where he puts his stuffs (his pillows actually)

tonight, you were gonna sleep with belphie per his request because he claims you do not spend enough time with him

(maybe i would if you didn't cho— /j)

you obliged of course

as you settle in for the night he noticed that his favourite blanket is missing in the pillow fort you two were making

“mc, where did you put my blanket?”

you pouted and gestured on his bed

too lazy to find out why you're pouting

sitting under the pillow fort

he pulls you down and gives you a quick kiss

“is that what you want?”

no belphie it was not but thank you anyways

HAHSHAHHFHEHFNEN you shook your head and grabbed the blanket on the bed yourself to give it him

better make it up to belphie who knows might get angry and chok—

JUST KIDDING HSHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHSHHAHDHW

DIAVOLO (dia boy, my third favourite golden boy)

diavolo i love you so much

similar to lucifer, you usually hang out in dia's office because he's always doing so much paperwork (poor baby)

you also help around organising his paperworks because there's too many

i feel so bad for him how does he do a lot of those paperwork man

“dear, have you seen where i put *that one* file???”

you were sitting near him as he does his work

eating some of barbatos’ snack treats hihi

you pouted your lips towards a pile of paper on his table

diavolo looks amused

“love?” well he guess it's alright too if he abandons his works for a little while and just cuddle with you i mean he have a lot of time later right???? barbatos wouldn't mind for sure

he sits on the couch beside you and kisses your cheeks

you look up to him

“oh, hi there, you done with your work?”

“not yet, but i thought you were asking for a kiss!”

“noooo, i was pointing to the paperwork you were missing!”

oh. well why didn't you said so, mc!

HE LOVED your pouting-pointing gesture so much he picked it up

barbatos was amused, you really are influencing the next king of devildom

but diavolo sometimes used your pouting as an excuse as you thinking that he's neglecting you so he can abandon his paperwork without guilt (sure tell yourself that baby)

barbatos gets STRESSED.

BARBATOS (speak of the devil, here comes muscovado [barbados] sugar)

well out of all of them i think barbatos would know what your pouting means

but will choose to kiss you nonetheless

i mean he is the all-time seeing lord, he knows a lot if not everything!

baking or tea making session with you is not uncommon

he loves being able to do his duty and serve you and spend time with you at the same time

one nice afternoon in the castle kitchen, there you both are

eating a freshly-baked cookies and newly brewed tea

you were just sitting down and talking, catching up with each other, it really is a nice afternoon

he stood and started to clean up the mess around the kitchen for a bit

noticed the sugar is missing

now where did he put it?

“mc, my dear, have you perhaps saw where i put the sugar?”

you pout, barbatos sees the sugar

but hehehehe

barbatos thinks it's so cute when you pout and it's like, there's always so much gap, between the times where you're apart and when you can spend time together.

kind of ironic that he almost feels like he doesn't have time in his hands when he's LITERALLY the lord of time- he could control it and yet. it's untouchable.

so he decides to give you a kiss

“hmm?” you ask

“nothing, my love. i just thought you're beautiful.”

boom who's blushing now y'all, it's you mc HAHAHAHAHSHAHS

dang barbatos 😔 why are you like that

SOLOMON (sol sol sol sol sol sol sol i love this white haired guy so much next to mammon, do you? he's the best you should all give him a lot of love)

solomon the wise, more like solomon the mischievous really

personally, from what i've gathered, i KNOW that his room is messy as fuck.

so messy that it's almost impossible to hang out in his room

like holy shit solomon, why do you have all this chemical and potions and books scattered in your room? how do you even sleep babes? see this is why we get curse accidents all the time

practising sorcery and having him tutor you in some stuff is how solomon whisks you away from the house of lamentation whenever you're at RAD

stupid demons taking all of your time! what about him? (don't tell the others he called them stupid what if lucifer never makes a pact with him???)

anyways, another afternoon and you were taking a break from practising magic

you were sitting on the bed, watching him work his magic

solomon was experimenting potion, he's telling you all about it as he work

you sigh fondly, he's so awesome.

solomon looks at you and smiles

“hey, by the way, where's that book you were reading earlier?”

you pouted your lips

and solomon was :0

oh, mc. uh. do you want a kiss?

i mean OKAY! solomon wants one too so okay alright

leans in to you and kiss

?????? moment

“sol, what's that for?”

oopsies. “you didn't wanted a kiss?”

“i mean, yeah, it was okay! but i was pointing at the book you were asking for.”

oh.

well whenever you're together and you pout to points at things he finds it so adorable he cups your face and kisses you

he just really loves you very much

SIMEON (angel :0)

simeon asked you to accompany him shopping, solomon was busy and luke was with barbatos and hey! he figured this is a good time to be with you

strolling around the devildom with simeon is peaceful and fun

also doing grocery because you both feel like a couple who's been married for more than 10 years shopping for their home

hihihihihduwh simeon, you down bad (pun intended, hope you get it)

in the condiments section, he can't seem to find what he needs

was it even there?

“mc, where can we find the *product* around here?”

busy looking at another product, you pouted him to a different aisle

cue simeon's internal rambles, praying and shaking

why did you pout????

what was that???

wERE YOU ASKING FOR A KISS?

OH. OH MY GOD!!!!

blushing, he taps your shoulder and when you look at him he kisses your forehead

!!_#!!?????

😳 <- both of you

you looked away from each other

“oh, uhm i said *product* was over there”

simeon mutters a “sorry” and “right yes”

nobody says a word about what happened

very awkward grocery shopping

at the end of the day, before you went home to the house of lamentation you kissed simeon's cheeks and told him you enjoyed the day

simeon was smiling the whole night, even as he eats and washed the dishes which kind of creeped luke

dw love your dad's just in love

LUKE (GOLDEN BOY, MY SON!!!!)

baking and studying is two of the main things you do together

and napping when you're both tired from said activities

well today isn't any different

luke was very excited to tell you about a new cake recipe barbatos taught to him

you told him that it's great! maybe tomorrow you could bake together because today you were gonna study

he said alright, he's just really happy to spend time with you

but y'know, you shouldn't know that

(michael why is every kid you've taken under your wing turns out to be a tsundere what are you doing to them)

studying with you, for luke, is great. he looks up to you as another older sibling/parental figure but you don't know that.

he will never admit it but he loves being spoiled by you.

after hours of studying about devildom history, you both decided to take a break. you said he did great and patted his shoulder for a great job!

simeon is finally home from angelic work trip

and luke's also very excited to tell him about his day esp barbatos’ cake recipe because he also wants to bake it with simeon !!!

the problem was he forgot where he put the written recipe, must have mixed with both of your academic paperworks

oh no.

“mc, have you seen where's barbatos cake recipe???”

oh. you pouted

and luke looked at you confused

HELLO MC? what?

pout? so a kiss? what is happening?

goes up to you and kisses your cheeks nonetheless, blushing.

“oh why, thank you luke!”

blushing still

“yeah well you're asking for a kiss so as your friend and guardian angel, it's rightfully to give one to you!”

you chuckled.

man, luke is so adorable i wanna squish that kid he reminds me of my brother (who is more annoying)

simeon found the recipe though after looking at the paperwork luke have done

he's proud of his son too hihi

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[landosgirl97]

Heart Rate Part 2- Bradley Bradshaw

It took Bradley until the next day to get up the courage to text you.

Unknown Number: Hey, this is Bradley. The aviator you did the evaluation on yesterday? I was wondering if maybe I could bring you lunch today? I have a few weeks off after our last mission.

You smiled to yourself when you read the message, hoping he would text you soon.

Y/N: Hey Bradley! I’m glad you saw my note..yes, you can bring me lunch if you’d like, unless you like hospital food?

Bradley: Okay, there’s a good burger place a few blocks from the hospital. I’ll stop by there on my way.

Y/N: Sounds great! See you at.. 12:15? I’ll try to be on tie but I can never promise I’ll be on time.

Bradley: I understand. You do what you need to, save lives and such. See you at 12:15.

Bradley got in the shower, go himself ready and called Maverick to see what he should wear.

——

I tucked my phone back in my pocket and continued my charted until Dr. Brady approached me. “So… the aviator from yesterday… did he finally make a move?” I smiled and looked down at my keyboard again, biting my lip. “I’ll take that as a yes?” I looked at her and nodded my head. “He’s actually bringing me lunch today from that burger place down the street.” She smiles at me. “Hmm.. why don’t you take a long lunch today. Take an hour and not thirty minutes. That way you guys have time to talk. I’ll page you if it’s urgent.” Dr. Brady killed over Katie, my coworker, “would you cover Y/N so she can take a long lunch?” Katie smirked, “sure, hot date?” I nod and she waves me off. “Absolutely, I want all the details after though”, she winks before heading to her patient’s room. When the clock hit 12:10, I was on my way to the locker room to grab my sweater and fix my hair when my pager went off. I made my way to the room of the patient that paged me, but first I told Bradley I may be a few minutes late. He said it’s okay and he’d wait in the lobby. After close to ten minutes, I made my way out of the room and washed my hands and let them know I was leaving. I made my way to the lobby, seeing Bradley sitting there with the bag of food and scrolling on his phone. I walked to him, tapping him on the shoulder. “Hey Bradley, sorry I was late. Ready to eat?” He nodded and stood, following me out to the outdoor dining area. “Is this okay? It’s quieter out here so I thought it would be better to get to know each other.” He smiled at me, “Sounds perfect. How long is your lunch? That way you can get back on time.” I smirk at him, “an hour. The doctor that saw you the other day? She’s pretty invested in this and gave me a long lunch.” His head snapped up at that, smirking. “Oh, talking about me, huh?” I giggle, feeling my face flush as I unwrap my burger and nod. “Maybe.. but just because I was excited to see you again.” Now it was his turn to blush. “Well, I’m glad. So, what made you want to be a nurse?” We spent the whole time discussing and getting to know each other. Bradley was telling me stories about his time at Top Gun and all of his friends here. “So, does that mean you move around a lot then?” I ask shyly, eating a French fry and hoping against hope that he doesn’t move around. He clears his throat and swallows, “well, it’s not confirmed yet, but I got offered to teach here at Top Gun next year so I may be staying. After our challenge, they kind of gave us a choice. So even if I don’t teach, I have the option to stay here.” I nod at him in understanding. “Why? Want me to stick around?” He smirks at me. “Maybe. We will see what happens from here.” My timer went off says that we had about ten minutes left of our date.

“Want me to.. walk you out?” I looked him in the eye and hope he catches watch I’m trying to do. He must have, because he gathered our trash and stuck his hand out for me to grab. I grabbed it, lifting myself from my seat as we walked hand in hand out the front door. He led me to a blue vintage Bronco. “Oh my god.. I LOVE you Bronco! It’s literally in my favorite color.” Bradley smiled. “It was my dads and I’ve just always kept it. I’m glad you like it.” I smiled, leaning back against the drivers door as we swung our hands between us. Bradley stepped closer, lifting my chin to look him in the eyes. “Can I..kiss you?” I nod, wrapping my arms around his neck as he leans closer. When our lips finally met, a fire lit inside of me. I had never had this kind of connection with anyone on a first kiss. He was an incredible kisser, his plush lips against mine and his mustache tickling my top lip. He licked against my bottom lip and I opened them, letting his tongue into my mouth. I loved the taste of him on my tongue. I gripped the back of his neck, pulling him as close as possible to me, until he had me practically pinned against the door. We pulled away and he smiled down at me, brushing a thumb over my cheek as he looked me in the eyes. “You are seriously incredible. Would you maybe be okay with a second date?” I smiled up at him nodding with an enthusiastic, “I would love that.” He leaned down to kiss me again when my pager beeped. “Shit, I’m sorry Bradley. I have to get back. I’ll text you when I’m off work?” He just nods and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek before you make your way inside. Bradley smiles to himself before getting in his Bronco. He couldn’t wait to tell the Daggers about you.

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[lykaios2]

Here's a request:

Platonic or romantic, your choice, Leo showing off some skateboard moves.

omg when I say I got so into writing this

I stayed up until 6am writing this yesterday. I am not kidding. I just really wanted to finish it so I could post it asap

anyway I hope you like it, this is the longest fic I've written so far

Sweet Tricks and Sweeter Feelings

leonardo x reader, friends to lovers

cw: literally nothing

word count: 3838

One evening, you started on a walk, or rather a ride, to a new skate park you had just recently discovered. While doing some business over on that side of town, you had a bit of free time to yourself, and decided to explore since you didn't go to that side of town much. You eventually stumbled upon an abandoned building, and your curiosity got the better of you. After looking around for an entrance, you somehow found an unlocked door that led inside. After making your way around to what seemed to be the main area, you found yourself looking at what seemed to be a well maintained skatepark.

“Woah, what is this? I've never seen this before…must not have been taken down when this place was closed. Someone's certainly been working hard to keep this place nice.”

Now, returning here, it was certainly a different vibe at night. Walking around to the unlocked door, you heard noises coming from inside, as if someone was also using the skatepark. As you made your way inside, you looked around for the source of the noise. You could barely make out a dark figure skating around the park. As you sat and watched in awe at all of their amazing tricks, they came a little too close and noticed you standing there.

“Oh! Hello there, you-”

“Augh! I'm sorry, I-I'll leave-”

“Wait, no, you're fine! I just didn't expect to see anyone else here.”

“You could say the same here. Those were some sweet tricks you were hitting, uh… what's your name? Don't think you mentioned it.”

“Oh, my apologies, you can call me Leonardo, or Leo for short. How about yourself, mysterious friend?”

“I'm y/n.”

“Well, y/n, since you're here, would you like to join me for some late night skating?”

“Yeah! Let's do this!”

After a couple hours, Leonardo announced that it was time for him to return home. It was pretty late, so you decided to head home yourself.

“When are you planning on being here again?”

“Oh, my brothers don't like me being out this late too much, so really only once a week.”

“You have brothers? How many?”

“Just 3.”

“Do they ever come out here?”

“Not that I know. I haven't told anyone about this place.”

“Not even your brothers?”

“Nope. I love them to death, don't get me wrong, but when I'm with them all day every day, a little time away can be nice.”

“I understand that. Well then, I'll see you next week, same place, same time?”

“Only if you show up.”

“It's a deal!”

Next week, you entered through the doors of the abandoned building and sure enough Leonardo was there, skating just as before.

“Yo!” you called out.

“There you are, I was getting a bit worried that you had bailed on me.”

“Sorry, I live on the other side of town. Yeah, no, I would have felt terrible. I wouldn't have even had a way to tell you, which would have made it all the worse.”

“You want my number? Easiest way to contact me.”

“Oh, sure.” You and Leonardo exchanged numbers, but while he was typing his number into your phone, you noticed some red marks on his face through his mask he was wearing.

“Is that…blood?”

“Hm?”

“On your face there.”

“Oh, um…no…”

“Then what is it, if it's not blood?”

“It's, um…I'll show you next week. But you have to show up.”

“Aw, what? Fine. Is it like a personal thing?”

“Kind of. A lot of people are often surprised when they see what it really is.”

“It can't be that bad. C'mon, lemme see!”

“Next week! If you show up.” You begrudgingly agreed as Leonardo started skating again. Realizing you hadn't yet even touched your skateboard, you followed suit.

After another long night of skating, Leonardo headed home, and so did you. On the way home, you texted Leonardo, thanking him for his time and reminding him of his promise.

-you better show me what's under that mask next week

-chill bro, all you gotta do is show up. I'll have you know I'm not one to break my promises.

-we'll see about that

-we will, won't we?

You smiled as you looked up from your phone. The curiosity was killing you, but you trusted that he would show you.

The next week passed slower than usual. If you weren't doing something, your mind would eventually drift to Leonardo. What was hiding that he couldn't show you immediately? You theorized about many different possible options, but you couldn't truly know until you met up with him again.

But slow as it was, the week finally passed and it was time to see what Leonardo had been hiding. You walked through the new familiar doors and looked around for Leonardo.

“Boo!”

“Augh! You- stupid- whatever.”

“C'mon, just a little joke. You aren't mad, are you?”

“No, I can't really get mad at you for that. I just get easily spooked.”

“I can tell.”

“Oh, shut up about it. Now how about we see what's under that mask?”

“Right. Now, before I do this, I should warn you. Whenever I show this to someone, they usually don't want to associate with me anymore. I've heard it all, so whatever you say probably won't hurt me. And whatever you think it is, I can guarantee it's not that. Do you still want to see?”

You paused and thought for a second before saying yes. He made you close your eyes while he took the mask off. When he said he was ready, you opened your eyes to see…

“A…stripe? Wait, you're a…turtle?!”

“Yep. What do you think? Be honest.”

“That's, like…awesome! I can't really think of a better way to put it.”

“So…you like it?”

“Totally! What would I not like about a walking, talking, skateboarding turtle?”

“Well, most people see me and think I'm sort of a rejected lab creation, and while they're not wrong they usually carry a negative connotation with it.”

“It's probably just because they don't get to know you. You're awesome!”

“Aw, thanks.”

“Wait, does that mean your brothers-”

“Are turtles too? Yep.”

“Woah. Can I meet them?”

“Uh, maybe next week? I don't think they would exactly be fond of me bringing home a human unannounced.”

“Do they even know about me? Have you told them?”

“Well I've mentioned you once or twice, but they don't even know anything about you. They don't even know that you know I'm not human.”

“Oof. Well, you better tell them because I totally want to meet them now.”

“Haha, I think I can work something out. But for now, I wanna see your cool tricks! We keep getting distracted.”

During your late night skate session, you had to stop for a second because you were hungry. Leonardo stopped as well and walked over to where you were standing, slouched over.

“Hey, you good? Looking a little weak there.”

“Yeah I’m okay, I just forgot to eat before I came here.”

“Woah, that’s not good. Hm…oh! I know this good Asian place down the road from here, it should still be open.”

“Oh, I love Asian food, and I totally would, but I don’t have any money on me.”

“Eh, I can cover you.”

“What? You don’t have to do that.”

“Please, allow me. I would feel bad if you were to faint from hunger under my watch.”

“Well, if you insist, I’m not going to refuse.”

“Come on, then. Follow me, I’ll take you there. You need some help?” You nodded as Leonardo grabbed your hand and started leading you out of the building. He slowly led you out of the building and down the streets.

“You doing okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine-” You were silenced by the sound of your stomach growling from hunger.

“Maybe not. Here, stand back.”

You stepped back as Leonardo pulled out what seemed to be a sword. He started moving it in a circle until a portal appeared in front of you.

“You can make portals too?!”

“It’s a long story. Maybe I’ll tell you one day, but for now we need to get you food. Come on, this should lead us straight there.”

You cautiously followed Leonardo through the portal, and stepped out on the other side right next to the restaurant.

“Wow, that was impressive. Can your brothers do that?”

“No, but they have their own special abilities. And anyway, how are you not focused on your hunger? You’re nearly starving.”

Leonardo led you inside, and the lady behind the counter greeted the two of you.

“Hello, you two! Out on a little late night date, are we?”

You just chuckled at the comment, but Leonardo was quick on his feet.

“A date? I mean, one could call it that. Only if you want.” He looked at you as he said that.

“I wouldn’t mind that.” Leonardo ordered for the both of you, and you sat down at a table to wait for your food.

“You should ask your brothers if I can meet them. I’m really curious about them.”

“Man, you are quite insistent on meeting my brothers, huh?”

“Well, it’s not every day that you learned that you’re actually friends with a mutant turtle, let alone that he has brothers who are also mutant turtles! And you’re super awesome and nice, so I bet they are too! Why would I not want to meet them?”

“Well since you have to be so nice about it, I guess I can ask them. I have no clue if any of them will be up this late, though, so I can’t promise a fast result.”

“That’s okay. Oh, but when am I going to meet them? Or where? I have no clue where you guys live.”

“Well, we’re pretty free, so whenever you have time during the day probably works for us. As for where…”

“What about your place? I think it would probably be a good idea to meet them in their natural environment, y’know, so they don’t have to feel stressed or anything like that.”

“That’s not a bad idea. Although, nothing about our home would be considered normal.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well, for starters it’s pretty big. And it’s underground. We’ve got a lot of cool stuff as well. We have an arcade room, a humongous garage, a skate ramp…”

“You have a skate ramp inside your home?! No wonder you’re so good at skating.”

“Oh, stop it.”

The waiter came over with the food, and made another comment about the two of you.

“Here’s your food, nice and hot. Don’t stay here just talking too long now.” Leonardo took this opportunity to show you how sharp his wits truly were.

“Nice and hot, huh? The food’s not the only nice and hot thing here.”

“Are you…talking about me?”

“Maybe, maybe not. You’ll never know.”

“Oh, you’re so stupid. I’m eating, you have fun doing whatever you’re doing over there.”

You and Leonardo finished up your food, and finalized your plans to meet up with his brothers. Much to Leonardo’s surprise, all of his brothers responded before you finished eating, and all of his brothers had agreed to meet you in their home.

“Thank you so much for everything tonight. Definitely one of the best nights I’ve had in a while.”

“It was my pleasure, only the best for my best skateboarding friend.”

“You’re too kind. I’m excited to meet your brothers.” You and Leonardo started walking out after saying good night to the employees.

“I’m sure they’ll love you. Have a good night!”

“You too, Leonardo!”

A few days later, Leonardo texted you to help you get to his home to meet his brothers.-now turn left and you should see an alleyway down the street. once you get there, just wait a couple of minutes and I’ll be there to lead you the rest of the way.

-I better not be getting kidnapped

-wow, I buy you food and this is how you treat me? you’re lucky I even let you in at all.

-okay, okay, I trust you. happy now?

-I guess

-how about dinner on me next time?

-wow, making moves huh? you’re slick

-...I don’t even know what to say anymore.

During the texting, Leonardo had snuck up behind you. He scared you when he spoke up.

“How about you come say hello to my brothers?”

“Damn it Leo- would you stop scaring me?”

“It’s so cute the way you react when you get scared though. And I don’t mean any harm, I hope you know that. Now, come on, you’ve been waiting a while for this, haven’t you?”

“I sure have. Where are we headed?”

“Look down.” Confused, you looked down to see a manhole at your feet. You looked back at Leonardo, and he gestured you to move out of the way as he lifted the manhole cover.

“It’s not as bad as you think.”

“Well, I’ve gone this far.”

As you climbed down into the manhole, Leonardo started to lead you through the sewers. He seemed to know these dreary hallways like the back of his hand. After several minutes of walking through the sewers, you eventually saw a light coming from somewhere up ahead. You followed Leonardo down the hall, until eventually reaching the end, where he began something of a grand introduction.

“Welcome to my humble abode. Hey guys, they’re here!” As he presumably called to his brothers, you stood in awe as you took in everything that was in front of you. It was bigger than you could have ever imagined. There were so many rooms, so much graffiti all over the walls, string lights everywhere. Leonardo grabbed your hand and pulled you along to somewhere else though.

“C’mon, it’s time!” Your excitement could hardly be contained as Leonardo led you to the bottom layer of the area. Leonardo stopped in front of what you assumed were his brothers.

“y/n, meet my brothers. This is Raphael.”

“You can just call me Raph. Leo’s mentioned you a few times, but it’s nice to finally meet you in person.”

“This is Michelangelo.”

“Hello! I’ve been super excited to meet you! Leo says you’re really good at skateboarding. You’ll have to show me your moves later!”

“And this is Donatello.”

“Hello, nice to meet you. I do have a nickname, but I reserve it for people who are close to me. I mean no offense with this, as I’m sure you’re a kind individual, but I just don’t know you very well. With time you should be able to call me by my nickname.”

“Well, hello, everyone. My name is y/n. I’ve haven’t really heard much about any of you, but assuming you’re anything like Leo, then we’ll probably get along.”

“Well, how about we show you around? I’m sure you’ll get to know them along the way.” Leonardo and his brothers proceeded to show you around the very large area in which they lived. Along the way, you managed to pick up a few tidbits of information about each of his brothers. Raph was the oldest and seemed to be the leader of the group, but he also had a very soft heart. Mikey was the youngest of the four and was definitely the creative one. Donatello was the smart one, and was often very direct about everything.

“So how did you meet Leo, anyway?”

“Well, one of my hobbies happens to be skating, and one night when I went out to skate, he was the only one at the skatepark I went to. Then we kinda made plans to meet up there every week.”

“So that’s what you’ve been doing! Leo sometimes comes home late at night with a big smile on his face and just a little happier than usual, but he never mentioned you when he did that. Now I’m starting to put some dots together.”

“Well, that can happen when you hang around such an amazing skater such as myself.”

“How about you live up to that claim, huh? Show us some moves.” Leonardo finally spoke up. You took it as a challenge, and everyone headed over to the skate ramp.

After showing everyone what you could do on a skateboard, and a couple more hours of just hanging out with the turtles, you eventually had to head home. After saying your goodbyes, Leonardo showed you the way out.

“See you soon!”

“Yeah! If you ever want to come back over, just text me!”

“Will do!”

However, you would remain oblivious to the conversation that was about to follow.After walking you out, Leonardo started walking back to his room, but little did he know that Michelangelo was following him.

“Ah, man, that was nice. Now time to lay back and-”

“Oh, Leo~”

“Mikey? Did you need something?”

“Mmmm, not exactly.”

“Then what’s up?”

“I should be asking you that. Seems you and y/n have a little something going on.”

“Yeah, we hang out quite a bit. It’s been pretty nice.”

“Leo, I’m going to get straight to the point. I think it’s pretty obvious you like them.”

“Woah, that’s quite an assumption. Care to run me through your thought process here?”

“Well first off, you regularly went to hang out with them, a human. That doesn’t happen very often. Next, you revealed the fact that you’re a mutant turtle. You don’t exactly do that for everyone. And they told me about your little “date” you went on. Listen, Leo, you know I’m the expert on these things, you can’t hide them from me.”

“…Fine, I’ll admit it. They’re just so…I don’t know how to describe it. Something about them just draws me to them.”

“I think it’s because you guys are so similar. You bounce off of each other. I’d give it a bit more time, but you should tell them how you feel.”

“Ahh, I don’t know. It’s hard. I think they just see it like a normal friendship.”

“You never know until you try. Like I said, give it some time and we’ll see where it goes. I’ll be your wingman, give you tips and tricks. And I’ll keep on the down low, but I can’t promise that Donnie and Raph won’t find out. That’s out of my control.”

“Heh, thanks.”

A few weeks passed, and you hung out with Leonardo and his brothers more and more. You learned more about each of them, but you noticed Mikey being particularly weird whenever you and Leo were hanging out.

“Raph, have you noticed anything weird going on between Leonardo and Michelangelo?”

“Yeah, but I haven’t been able to figure out what they’re up to. I think it might have something to do with you, though.”

“Me?”

“Well I can’t be sure, but I feel like I often overhear your name in their conversations.”

“Oh, that makes me all the more nervous about what they’re doing.”

“Eh, knowing them, it can’t be anything bad. I wouldn’t worry too much.”

“If you say so. I’ll trust your judgment on this one.”

A few months had passed now, and you were a lot more comfortable with your turtle friends. You were allowed in their home at any time, and Donatello had even come to know you well enough for him to let you call him Donnie. Leonardo made his classic one liners. Raph and Michelangelo often cheered you on whenever you showed off your moves on the ramp in their home. But nothing ever came of Leonardo and Michelangelo’s scheming, and over time you forgot about it. However, it never stopped and you would soon come to learn what it was all about.

One night, Leo had texted you, asking you to meet up at the entrance to their home.

-make sure to bring your skateboard, I’ve got a little surprise for you

-it’s pretty late leonardo, you better have something good

-I think you’ll like it

You arrived at the meeting spot, with Leonardo already waiting for you.

“Hop on your board, we’ve got a long ways to go.”

Leo started, leading you through all the secret alleyways and tunnels. You managed to keep up, but your legs were starting to get tired from the distance you were riding.

“Are we there yet?”

“Almost, just another minute or two.”

By this point, you were on the outskirts of town. Leonardo was headed further and further away from the city. You were becoming more and more curious as to where he was taking you. Eventually you stopped at the bottom of a hill.

“I won’t make you ride up this. Follow me.”

Again he pulled out his sword and made another portal. You trusted it would take you to the top of the hill, and it certainly did. What you didn’t expect was a little area hidden in the brush which had a perfect view of the city.

“Woah, Leo, this is insane. How did you find this?”

“Spots like these are my specialty. Come, sit.”

He invited you to sit next to him and watch the city, which looked very different at night.

“Is there a reason you brought me out here?”

“Uhm, yes, actually. I’ve been reserving this spot for a special occasion. Y’know, we’ve been hanging out a lot these past few months, and we’ve come to know each other pretty well. But there’s something about myself I haven’t told you, and I think it’s pretty important that you know.”

“Okay, go ahead. I’m listening.”

“I-I really like you. You’re just a cool person, and when we hang out or go skating together, I don’t know, something about you just seems that much cooler. And the fact that you’re even willing to hang out with me in the first place is already amazing. I understand if you don’t return the feelings, I just-”

“Wait, so all of those stupid pick up lines were actual attempts at trying to get with me?”

“Kind of? Most of them were jokes, but they did actually mean I liked you.”

“Well, funnily enough, those pick up lines kind of worked…”

“What do you mean?”

“Well when we first met, I did just see you as a good friend. But I think your sense of humor accidentally made me like you too. I didn’t say anything because I thought that was just you being you, and I didn’t think those stupid little pick up lines meant anything. So I just left those feelings alone, destined to be banished to the recesses of my mind for the rest of eternity.”

Leonardo paused for a moment, before wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug. You returned the gesture.

“So, are we like, together now?”

“Only if you want.” Leonardo smiled.

“I wouldn’t mind that.” You smiled back at him before turning your head back to look at the city. This was certainly a surprise you liked.

#tmnt 2018 #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt leo #leonardo rottmnt #leonardo x reader #rise leo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #lykaios writes

[theromaboo]

tag someone you want to get to know better

I was tagged by @just-late-roman-republic-things (dang you got tagged by catilina. cool)

Favourite color: Red :)

Last Song I Listened To: Havana in Classical Latin. Oh my gosh, it's so good! The singer's pronunciation is phenominal. I think I listened to this song a hundred times this week. The way I enjoy songs is that I find one that I like a lot and play it on repeat until I find another I like :)

Favourite Movie: Hmmmmmm... This is a very hard question. I don't really watch movies. But, I did watch Mio Figlio Nerone more times than I'd like to admit so I guess that's my current favourite movie!

Currently Watching: Nothing right now, but the second I'm less busy, I'm rewatching Domina! It's my favourite show by far. No piece of media has ever made me feel things Domina has made me feel.

Currently Reading: A Fatal Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum: Murder in Ancient Rome by Emma Southon. There are a few things I don't really like about it, but it's overall a fun book to read. And because this book is pretty much just a list of anecdotes about killings back in ancient Rome, it is definitely a good starting point for anyone who's interested in that. If you find an interesting anecdote, you can research more about it!

Currently Working On: 1) Art. Yesterday I suddenly got inspired to draw and I have been drawing a lot since then! Better draw as much as I can while it lasts! And 2) I'm currently trying to study more Latin and Italian. Those two are easily my favourite languages, but I'd have to say I prefer Latin over Italian (sorry Italian).

Current Obsession: I'm currently not in an obsession obsession, where I get so obsessed, I start getting worried about myself.

My ancient Rome interest was actually started by an obsession obsession. I got a bit interested in Claudius, then I got very interested in Claudius, then I got worryingly interested in Claudius, then I got interested in him to the point where the only thing I thought about from waking up to going to sleep was Claudius and I literally did nothing but think about Claudius and read books and watch videos about Claudius for like a week. A neat thing that happened is that I was unable to become bored from Claudius. My attention span is normally awful and I become bored very quickly, but this obsession managed to bypass that and so I was able to binge-read extremely long and dry and old history books about Claudius without ever getting tired at all. But then, when I eventually stopped being so obsessed with Claudius, I was already too far in and I had learned too much about Rome to ever go back. After that, I had a few other obsession obsessions, such as Britannicus, Caligula, Domina, Tiberius, but they were never as strong as the original Claudius one. I sometimes wonder what happened there, but I'm glad it happened.

However, right now, no obsession obsession.

But of course, I've had my early Roman Empire/late Roman Republic (but mostly early empire) special interest for quite some time now, and everyone I know would say that I am Obsessed with it. Recently I have been very very interested in the early years of Octavian (like everything Octavian did before 27 BC), which is honestly quite a bit earlier than I usually like. Nowadays I have been interested in earlier and earlier parts of Roman history! (aka going from really liking the late Julio-Claudian dynasty last year to really liking the early Julio-Claudian dynasty this year. It's a bit slow).

I'm tagging @germanicuscaesars and @athelstan-anglecyning and @scribl1ta and @a-passing-storm and @octavianiscougarbait and @alienmythologist.

#tag game

[katyspersonal]

I really need a mental health break from social media, sorry.

I just can't recover from what happened this summer. Like.. sure, Percy-nal Offence finally slipping and sending their harassment mail off anon let me sigh with relief at last, but not only it was a bit too late to heal the damage from being stalked and harassed that much, but also it was soured by a person that backstabbed me and my friends earlier (I just call her A here) coming to me right after, to lie that she never doubted that anon was them (when she literally chose to throw me away all because she defended Percy and I blew up over it) and worse yet, victim blame me for being angry at her betrayal. Could not be happy that the truth finally came up when I had to hear "well yeah I threw you to the wolves but you are really mean still being salty about it :/". ...and, then, in August, someone else betrayed me, with empty promises. Yes, the guy that crawled to me begging to live together and claiming his life was nothing without me, but then changed his opinion 10 days later and ditched me like dead weight that "wasted his time", although I've been there for him through his worst and lowest and tolerated his BPD abuse, when his current friends that are oh so much better than me are only there for him when he is stable and happy.

Normally I am able to cope and distract myself and just.. bear with it. Like A is pretty much thriving and very active on Tumblr, so most of the time I have to see her somewhat and it is fine, but recently something seriously opened the wound again. And with the guy, TOO many things remind me of him, and yesterday something reminded me of his broken promise again and I just.. I just can't. I broke into a sobbing, helpless mess completely.

The problem is, my mom left in another town (really has to do some stuff there). For like, a week... I am feeling at my lowest, and for at least a week there won't be anyone to control me if I want to do something bad. I don't have any help right now. I have no more irl friends left since everyone left the city/country and the last one ditched me when she found a boyfriend. I can't seek a therapist in my sorry financial state, I can't count on my online friends since our timezones are very different and they're either too busy with work/school or have their own problems to deal with. Like... I am scared. I am very unstable and no one will help me for at least one week. The only choice I have left is to remove myself from everything that could remind me of either of those two people, or otherwise destabilize me.. And that means avoiding first of all, this fandom, especially on Tumblr, until mom is back or better yet, until I am stable again

Just, don't worry about me, okay? I've done urgent removal of myself from social media before, and it often helps to stabilize emotionally. It is just all a very, very bad timing, and I am constantly exposed to things that provoke bad memories and make me spiral, and there is no way to do anything but to let the time make me not care anymore. But I can't ALWAYS be strong and distracted with memes and fun things that make me happy. I've just cracked, but I can't afford trusting myself with social media at this time. I'll come back later, okay? Okay

#/vent #personal #/suicide mention #mental health #depression

[timeoverload]

Well I have a lot to say at the moment. I have had the itch to write this all day but I couldn't because I was very busy at work. First of all, I apologize for my antics the past week. I'm still a little upset about what happened yesterday but I realize that some of that was my fault. Maybe I'm not being patient enough. I'm sorry if I ruined anyone's day. I'm definitely not as angry as I was last week and I was in a great mood all day despite being extremely stressed.

I was such a mess yesterday. I was so uncomfortable and I really don't want to go out by myself again. I wish I enjoyed doing that but I never have. I guess that's just the way I am. I was really looking forward to seeing you but I understand why you weren't there. I'm not planning on responding to any more indirect requests from anyone asking me to show up somewhere. I'm not going to keep subjecting myself to that anxiety if nothing is going to come out of it. I think I should have proven myself by now.

Another thing that triggered me while I was there was seeing someone that I used to be close to. There was a guy I went to high school with in one of the bands that played and we were good friends for a while. We had a very brief fling but literally nothing ever happened between us because I was acting psycho and that lead to the end of our friendship. It was definitely for the best because I treated him very poorly even though he was very kind to me. I knew that he wasn't the one for me. It seems like he is doing well now and I am happy for him. I don't think he recognized me but that's ok with me. Seeing him reminded me of how terrible I was in high school and I don't think I realized at the time how crazy I was acting. It brought back a lot of bad memories. He isn't the only person I acted that way towards. I was such an asshole and I did a lot of crazy shit back then that I would never do now. I'm not surprised that I don't have any friends left from high school.

I had a tough time keeping friends back then because of my behavior too. I was going through a lot of traumatic shit so that didn't help. I also used to be more of a risk taker too but I think a lot of that was due to mania. I didn't make the best decisions. I can't blame everything on my mental illness but it didn't help that I was not properly medicated for that until I was 24 or 25. I'm really surprised that I only got in trouble once in high school and it was for smoking cigarettes. I got pretty lucky I think. I have learned a lot since then and I think that I'm a much better person than I used to be.

Anyway, I also drank too much too quickly yesterday without eating so that was a stupid decision. I was fine though and I didn't throw up so I'm happy about that. I don't remember the drive home but I didn't have any issues. I'm glad it wasn't dark outside. I am never doing that again and I feel horrible about it since that is against my morals. It is very irresponsible. I know better and it was still scary.

I remember my mom driving drunk with me in the car all the time when I was a teenager. She would pick me up after school and she would usually be late because she had already been drinking or was hungover. Almost every day she would stop at walmart when we were on our way home so she could buy more $3 garbage wine. Then when we got home, I had to help watch my brother and sister and help with dinner so she could go sit in the garage. She would sit out there for hours and talk to herself while she was chain smoking and drinking. She would usually have at least 1 bottle of wine every night. I remember she would go to the bar at night and drive home drunk frequently. She hit mailboxes and other unknown things with her car. I remember waking up in the morning and looking out my window to check to see if she had parked in the yard again because it happened several times. We lived in a pretty nice neighborhood so that looked really bad. She got several DUI's and I'm thankful she never hurt anyone. I'm glad she doesn't have a car now because she can't be trusted with one. I don't want to end up like her but I also know I wouldn't let myself get to that point. I also lost a friend I met in high school because she was on her boyfriend's motorcycle with him and he was drunk and they got in an accident. He lived but she didn't and it was very sad. She was such a sweet person and I'm glad I got to spend time with her. It's hard for me to think about.

After I got home last night, I didn't drink that much more and I ate some food. I didn't want to do anything otherwise. I had no interest in being on the computer. I was upset and not in the right state of mind to be on here. I wanted to watch tv because I haven't in a long time so that's what I did. It was nice. I wanted to distract myself because I was not looking forward to today.

There were 75 cases all together on our side of the hospital. There was a lot going on. I had 16 cases this morning and 15 in the afternoon. There was a 45 minute delay around lunch time because there was an issue with the disposable sterile supply packs that come from the manufacturer. I'm not exactly sure what happened but it messed up the rest of the day and we were extremely behind. It was exhausting trying to catch up after that. The last case didn't get done until 6:20 so I didn't get out of there until 6:45. I was there 12 hours because I got there early this morning too. I think that tomorrow will be slower so that's good.

I am glad that I have Wednesday off but I'm also very anxious about it. I'm not going to be able to sleep in but I'm sure I will need a nap afterward so I should have time to do that. I am still looking forward to seeing you even though things haven't been going well recently. I know we will figure stuff out eventually and I need to stop worrying so much. Everything will be ok. I love you. 💖💖💖

I have been writing a long time and I know I'm going to continue going on tangents if I don't stop. I'm not going to have much time to relax tonight because I still have stuff to do. My right eye is also bothering me again too so I need to give it a break. I'm not sure why it hurts so bad and it has felt like something is in it all day. I have been wearing mascara more often so maybe that's the issue. Hopefully it feels better in the morning. I just ate dinner and now I have to get ready for bed. I really hope tomorrow is a better day.

I hope everyone else has a good day tomorrow too!!! :) Thank you for listening to me. 💖💖💖

#personal

[alblondo23]

Hi big fan of your omegaverse oscar/logan thoughrs we were literally discussing that topic with a friend yesterday and then i found your blog and we were like Ok yeah. we have the same vision this is good ...

this part specifically ... you get it ... so sorry to guys named logan hunter sargeant from fort lauderdale, florida but you WILL know emotional torment.

its a fic ive been meaning to write i kind of have it outlined but i like to think logans first heat happens super late, like F3 with Prema kind of super late. he was kind of getting used to the idea of being a beta, which. you know. is not being an alpha but its always better than being. (lowers voice) an omega. he isn't even really aware oscar's an alpha because oscar doesn't boast about it like most other alphas and in fact oscar doesn't even really talk about it or even allude to it in the first place and nobody ever comments on it and he figured that maybe oscar could be a beta too...

anyways none of it matters to logan until that fateful first heat. it's such a humiliating and painful ordeal because he genuinely doesnt want to deal with it or talk about it or do anything with it. he wants it to go away and somehow be given suppressants without having to ask for them and then never think about it again.

and of course. it happens on a sunday morning which thank the lord means he only has one race to go through but also means HE HAS ONE RACE TO GO THROUGH. and he has that moment of frenzied panic where he just googles a shitton of different terms and questions that basically boil down to "how to make your heat disappear instantly without an alpha" and every single article online is like :/ you kinda... cant do that... sorry... and hes like. (Grits teeth) ok great. yeah. superb actually.

do not be fooled. his ass will NOT be talking about it. he gets up goes through race preparation. inevitably crosses the path of oscar. and oscar immediately furrows his brows at him and goes (man that clearly knows whats up voice) Hey... whats up... and logan whos suddenly so much more attuned to scents just. wants to THROW UP like oscars scent is so. undescribably strong and intoxicating. he just kind of backs off and goes Haha just kind of ill this morning. Its ok ill survive (< thinks he is going to pass away). oscar is so obviously NOT falling for this but he just lets go of that subject immediately.

fast forward... logan performed like SHIT. he feels like everybody knows about his heat (half the grid probably does, lets be real). he flees to his room and thinks about just finding an excuse to extend his stay and lock himself up in there for a week. but of course. oscar comes knocking. he looks genuinely super concerned but also his pupils are blown wide and even though logan isnt sure oscars an alpha and he can tell oscars not trying to take advantage of his. state. it feels shitty and humiliating and he kind of wants him to GO. he doesnt want to be that to other people and especially not to other men.

of course oscar is being very nice and careful about it. when logan goes back to sulk and agonize in his bed, oscar sits on the edge right next to him, and tries to make normal small talk and enquire about how logan feels in ways that are a bit less than subtle. he asks if logan needs oscar to bring him food and water. if he wants to call a doctor. if he wants to call someone else.

and logan starts having these wild thoughts that are like. What if oscar. what if they could. would oscar actually, like. help him. it makes him SICK to think about that he has NEVER had SEX with a guy and he DOESNT WANT TO. but he just. kind of. needs it. and its made a bajillion times worse with oscar's scent. but he stays quiet. he will NOT be asking for it. and silence stretches between them. and oscars just looking at him with his stupidly kind eyes. and after a moment oscar says, super quietly, "Look, i don't know if it's big deal for you but. i can tell you're in heat and you're having a rough time, okay. you can tell me to leave right now if you want to but i just want to know if i could. do something about it. Not---not like, in a weird way, i just want to help."

logan wants to curl up in a small ball and die at that point its so. he hates that. he doesnt want help. he shouldnt need help. especially not from oscar which, mind you, he doesnt even know that well yet. but in the smallest voice ever he says "i dont even know what to do right now, this is the first---" and oscars eyes widen immediately and he goes. What. and logan is even more embarrassed. everything about it makes him want to disappear.

but then oscars hand is on the side of his face and its like. liquid relief washing all over his body. oscar's touching the spot behing his ear, his hair, his neck. logan feels like hes been set on fire and yet he feels better than hes did all day. oscar asks, "have you told anybody...? you need to tell someone. you cant. you shouldnt spend this one alone." and logan says, "no, i don't want. i don't want anybody to know, this is just so stupid."

hes like, on the verge of freaking out again. he didnt want anybody to know, but oscar knows. and its so---oscar knows, and oscar's a beta for all logan knows, which isnt much, which could even be horrifyingly wrong; and oscar could use this against him. oscar could. tell the press. and oscar is. rubbing his skin, of all damn things on earth. and it makes logan stupidly sick with desire, and he's stupidly wet, and he hates everything about being an omega, from what it is to what it means. and he hates oscar for. for. taking advantage of it? for not taking advantage of it, for not letting logan be done with it without having to say it outloud? for being gentle and kind? for accidentally making him feel so weak and vulnerable? hes going to throw up.

he swats oscar's hand away and regrets it the second it leaves his skin but he's still like "Oscar. Oscar, please, stop. Don't. You need to leave, right now." and oscar is VISIBLY mortified and hes like Sorry, have i done something wrong? Im so sorry, I just thought. Okay. Sorry, yeah, nevermind, I'll just. and he awkwardly moves to the door and he stops for a second and his breath hitches like he's going to say something but then he. leaves.

ensues a very miserable lonely couple of days for logan he thinks about calling oscar and begging him to come back on every single one of them. he eventually rides the heat out and its kind of awkward between him and oscar for a while but they dont bring it up. logan sure as hell wont. he doesnt even tell his PARENTS about it like its genuinely. worst thing on earth to him.

overall this is a fun mix of internalized homophobia toxic masculinity and internalized. omegaphobia. ??????. talk about being comfortable with your manly man male self when you have to make peace with the fact that youre into MEN (of all people on earth) and an OMEGA (of all designations on earth). he thinks of it as extremely emasculating especially as a nineteen years old guy who's trying to make his way through the ranks on his road to F1. Slaps fic You can fit so many narratives in this badboy.

Anyways. Sorry for the rambling omg!!!!!! ive been trying to spread the omega logan agenda. im so happy we're on the same page here.

Never apologize for rambling in my inbox! I adore it!! As you can tell from my other posts, I'm very happy to read and ramble myself (I actually have another a/b/o loscar ramble in my drafts rn which may get posted later)

Have you consider for this fic: True Mates? It would add a bit of spice to the suffering because Logan is very clearly never going to ever acknowledge his feelings or that he's an Omega ever. But, ever since Oscar left his room, Logan has needed him even after his heat ended, and he doesn't understand why. He doesn't understand anything about being an Omega and doesn't want to, so why would he try to understand why he is constantly yearning for Oscar.

The entire F3 grid definitely clocked what was going on with Logan, but because presenting at 19 is so unheard of, Oscar was constantly trailing him trying to help without being overbearing, and the fact that Logan looked two seconds away from death (his or someone else's), everyone just went I think that's not my problem, Oscar will fix it. Because everyone knows he's an Alpha besides Logan because Logan (let's say it together everyone) is a fool who doesn't deal with his emotions well. They just assumed that Logan had been suppressing his heats and scent until now which prompted the worrying from Oscar and the inability to deal with himself from Logan. Clearly no one saw that Logan was finally hitting the character building emotional turmoil part of his life/the fic.

Logan here is the epitome of I'm going to put all my emotions right here and then one day I'll die. Oscar meanwhile is trying to figure out why being with Logan during his heat felt the way it did. It nearly killed him to leave Logan like that, alone and trembling from the barely suppressed heat he was going through. He doesn't feel the True Mate bond yet because (checks nonexistent notes) you only feel it during your heat or rut (yeah that sounds right)

I really hope you write this fic! The emotional journey Logan will definitely have to go through to actually feel comfortable in his skin would really interesting to read!

#asks #loscar #osclo #a/b/o #omega!logan

[katelynnwrites]

Not a request but I thought I’d show you a little of the writing I worked on yesterday. I need your opinions 🙃

I bumped into her completely by accident as I got up from the table I was working at spilling coffee all over the most beautiful woman ever. Ignoring that the hot coffee had spilled on me too I immediately hold my hands up to apologize. “I’m so so sorry Miss, I wasn’t paying attention, I had my back turned, I’ll buy you a new one.” She waves it off and looks at me.

“No worries, did I get your laptop wet?”She asks worried.

“Syd come on we’re going to be late for madame Labay,” one of the girls asked in German.

Madame Labay… the fortune teller that was in town? Huh wouldn’t peg this woman as the fortune telling type but who am I to judge when I went to see Madame Labay just last week.

The woman excused herself from the conversation while apologizing as she left with her friends.

When you go to Madame Labay you have to be desperate like the universe is against you every step of the way. She’ll help you find what you’re looking for.

While Sydney is at Madame Labay she finds that she’s already bumped into the person she was meant to meet that would be the missing piece to her puzzle. Something about coffee being spilled, fan at a game, and mysterious were all that Madame Labay could see for the missing piece. Happiness, calm, and success we’re all Labay could see for her future.

Sydney’s friends being in the room with her think back to the latest interaction and Sydney clearly having the same thought wants to find this mysterious coffee shop woman before it’s too late. Klara and Lea are already running with Lina calling Glodis, Georgia and Giulia in hopes they cand distract the person so she doesn’t leave.

Helga and myself were just packing up when one of the three women that had come in as a group but stayed behind came up to the table.

“Hi I like your shirt where’d you get it,” one of them asks. I had seen her before but I couldn’t remember where. Of course though she wasn’t talking to me, I was an acquired taste and definitely nothing like the woman standing at our table look wise. Helga had no problem answering so per usual I tuned out their conversation. That only worked for 60 seconds until another woman came to the table and asked me a question that caught me completely off guard.

“Sorry not to be rude but are you taken,” the other one asked she spoke English which helped me a lot.

“Um,” I glance at Helga she’s usually the one who manages to get me out of these types of conversations but of course she was distracted and I was on my own. “Um, yes.”

The next 30 minutes were the longest 30 minutes of my life as the five of us had a conversation. Finally Helga and I are able to leave and as we’re leaving I remember where I had seen all of the women before.

“Hey Sydney you have a fun run,” I ask looking at the out of breathe woman I had bumped into earlier and seen play a few weeks before.

She looks at me with confusion and then to the three women behind Helga and I.

“Find what you were looking for?” I ask staring straight at her. Looking back and forth between the three women and myself I could tell she was nervous almost a little scared. How odd usually it’s the other way around. Am I…am I someone’s problem now. As a smirk creeps onto my face I hide it just enough so Syd can’t see it.

“Yeah but,” she trails off looking over my shoulder.

“But you’re afraid of what it is you found? Or maybe it’s you think you missed something,” I ask knowing she was looking at my coworker. I had literally just told Helga we would have a date it’s what we always called our meetings when working on projects it was the one thing that got us through the day. It is possible that she overheard the date part.

“Or maybe you’re afraid of the unknown that comes with having found the thing you were looking for?” Having been in her position one too many times I thought it would be nice to see myself as the one with a little more power.

She looks at me with this sudden curiosity like I had just read her mind. She’s really looking at me at i almost feel vulnerable but I refuse to be the vulnerable one today. Helga thankfully breaks the silent stare between us.

“Hey that was Fredrick he said he’ll be at work tomorrow as well with Steph so it’ll be a double work date,” Helga says hanging up her phone.

Sydney’s entire expression changes from the pained one earlier to sudden relief.

Leaning in close to her ear I whisper, “looks like you don’t have to be afraid of the unknown, huh?” Watching as her body tenses i know for sure she was worried about me and Helga.

“Sydney may I ask you on a date?”

“How did you know?” She whispers in disbelief.

With a smirk I ask her for her phone and put in my number and let her take a picture. She texts me immediately after and I snap the most perfect shot of her. “I’m usually off of work by 18 o’clock so I’m usually free every night just text me when you’re free and we can set up a date.”

ooh interesting, can't wait to see what else you have been working on

#asks #and answered

[toiletwipes]

Okay, but yesterday prompt got me thinking about, jelous faebur.

So, you haven't been near your grandpa cabin in a long time ( over a year??), bc life

The day that you returned, Wilbur was happy, he enjoyed more than he should have the games you two played

Unfortunately you weren't alone, some human was holding your hand, kissing you

You, relationships between faes and humans weren't well seen in his community but he couldn't deny, you were his, he knew it the first time he saw you, you were meant to be together

the forest aura changed completely, the birds were the first to escape, suddenly

"I think we should go back, it's too late and it seems that the cabin it's far" your lover said

"Yeah yeah, we should" this is not the first time you see the forest this way, and every time the forest was this terrifying there was an especific fae behind it

"Oh, so you are leaving without saying hello to an old friend?"

In front of the two humans a beautiful man with a wicked smile greeted them

I'm too lazy to finish but (ง ื▿ ื)ว eh eh, watcha think??

me likey heheheeh

He doesn't realize you're not coming back to visit him until after the first few weeks. He doesn't know why it hurts but it doesn't hurt for long, just patient waiting. He knows for a fact though, knows that you'll be back. Just not soon enough in his opinion.

And when you do, you're different. Your hair is different, the way you smile and of course this new human you bring to the cabin, wrapped in him like he'd been with you. Though, this kind of affection seemed to bring a flustered blush over your cheeks, shying away from the attention and yet preening underneath it. He didn't know why he felt this deep anger inside of him. He could only assume it was because the moment you're back you're not immediately spending it with him.

It takes two days after you're back to visit the grounds, much to his displeasure, with this new human holding your hand and kissing your cheek and whispering soft names only he's called you.

As soon as your feet touches the soil, the birds immediately fly out of the area, the noises that had usually blanketed the trees had dimmed so much it was the quietest buzz in your ears. He's nearby, you knew. Something in your gut turned, he wasn't happy, and you're pretty sure it's because you left without saying a word.

"Hey, it's getting late, we can come back to tomorrow, yeah?" Your partner mumbles to you, hand on your lower back as it seemed to get too dark too fast. You nod, throwing a glance over your shoulder, you don't recognize the path as the one you were just on. A five minute walk had now turned into an indefinite one, one that would last hours if the one was responsible didn't change it back.

"Leaving without so much as a goodbye? Like last time?" You hear him and it's here your heart pounds inside of your chest without much reason. You turn to him with a smile but you don't recognize the neutral expression on his face, with the way his face always seemed to naturally smile at you... you felt like you were in trouble. But... you did forget to say goodbye last time.

"Honey, who's this?" Your partner asks, hesitant to get any closer.

Will's face morphs into something mean. Oh, don't tell me.

"An old friend, look Wilbur, I'm sorry about leaving and leaving without telling you but we need to get back home."

"So you can leave me again?" Something burns in the both of you, anger, jealousy in him and frustration in you.

"I was always going to come back." Wilbur turns away from you, waving a hand at you and trees literally bend so you couldn't follow his path. You still try, rushing forward to see if you could climb under or over, but the trunks of these trees move to block your advancements.

"Wanna explain to me what happened?" And turning around, you see the edge of the forest, the back of your grandfather's cabin right there.

"Later, let's go home." And you liked this person, you did, but something felt wrong to say that to your partner. And you feel completely awful when you realize you feel like you're saying it to the wrong person.

He watches as you leave his grounds, watches as you stay outside to watch the sunset from your porch.

#hungrycrazy #wipes answers #c: faebur

[recurring-polynya]

Writing/Art Update 3/28/2023

At my old job, one of my big job functions was taking someone else's code and trying to figure out why they got one answer when they ran it on their system and we got a different answer when we ran it in the operational environment. This was often a long and painstaking process and among the worse parts of it was going to status meetings and announcing that I worked on it all week and found 5 bugs and none of them were the one I was looking for. Literally, no one was ever once disappointed in me for this because a) that's just how this work was and b) everyone knew I was good at it and if I was stuck it was because it was hard, but also, it sucked for me, personally.

Anyway, these weekly updates are starting to feel like that, where it's like "yet another week of not finishing the fanfic." I don't really mean to be pessimistic about it, because I actually feel like it's going decently well, it's just that the progress is not happening in any kind of linear or predictable way.

I made it most of the way through the editing and rearranging phase I was in last week. I still have about 3 scenes at the end that are unfinished, but I decided to put those off for the time being. I've mentioned before that this isn't really a story about events, it's a story about a time, so there's a beginning and an end and some stuff happening in the middle, and right now I'm trying to make the stuff in the middle feel like it's going somewhere and is not just a random collection of scenes. I've actually been thinking about the story when I am not actively working on it, which was hard to do earlier on. I've got a much better idea of what each of the characters is going through and I've been rearranging and adding scenes to try to punch up some of those themes. (The reason I left those last few scenes until later is that I need those to sort of wrap things up, and I can't wrap until I know what I'm wrapping, y'know?)

If you put a gun to my head, I could finish the thing in a day or two, but it would be kinda shitty. Every day, I work on it and it gets a little less shitty. There are definitely bits of it that I like. I hope to eventually get to a place where it's not shitty, or at very least, I'm out of ways to improve it.

I like to be done things and I have to remind myself that sitting with my work is good and important and also the point, like I write for the experience of writing and for my own mental health, not for churning out stuff, it's not like I get paid or anything. Also, I've worked on this fic for a really long time and it's a story that's important to me and I want it not to suck. I am, however, very very very sorry to all six or however many of you read these updates and sigh heavily.

Also, I kinda have a lot of other stuff going on. One of the effects of living under late-stage capitalism is convincing yourself that all the stuff that you do that's not paid employment, like grocery shopping and helping people move and running a child's health form to the doctor and back and doing taxes and driving the dog to chemotherapy all don't count and so I feel like I never do anything and am pathetic, but I actually do kind of a lot of things.

I realized yesterday that it was the 27th and I had not really drawn anything all month, so I started drawing a thing and I rushed through it a little, because I was mostly doing it so that I didn't have a blank space for March when I do my year-end retro, but then I realized I didn't want to put something that sucked there, either. (by rushed, I did spend, like an hour or two on this). I do have a few more days in the month, so maybe I can keep working on it.

I am pleased to report that I Made A Good Cake for Mr. P's birthday. It was an Almond Tres Leches Cake. It wasn't exactly pretty, but it was tasty. I made two modifications to the recipe. (1) It was just for our family, so I halved the recipe. I cooked the whole thing in one 9x13, and cut it in half widthwise and stacked the two halves. This worked out great, would recommend. (2) There was a comment on the recipe where someone said they used raspberry preserves instead of apricot and I did that, too, because Mr. P prefers raspberry.

This was definitely one of the nicest sponges I have ever made. I did a really good job whipping the eggs, if I do say so myself. It baked up nice and tall and had great flavor. If I made this again, I would consider using fresh raspberries and cooking them into a compote instead of storebought jam, but the jam was fine, actually! It was chilled from being in the fridge, and I think this would make a really nice summer desert. Both Mr P and Polynya Jr rated it among my Top Cakes. (Polynya the Smallest did not care for it, but it's simply not possible to please all the people in my house at the same time). The cake also gets bonus points for using some of the almond flour AND cake flour that I already had in my pantry from previous projects.

Oh, yeah, the childrens' spring break is next week. 😬

I almost forgot! We also went to the arboretum to see the cherry blossoms and we also visited our friends the koi. LOOK AT THIS BIG CHONK AND THEIR ENTOURAGE.

This wasn't even the biggest chonk there, it's just the one I managed to get a picture of.

#writing update #art update #koi update

[whatthefishh]

For your requests, can I PUHLEEEEASSSSEEE get some Nathan Bateman in my life 😩 I don’t care what he’s doing, I don’t care if it’s angst or smut or fluff or hurt/comfort or whatever. I just need this man injected into a peripheral vein like, yesterday 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

June, firstly, I am so so sorry for getting to this so late. Secondly, I absolutely adore Nathan Bateman and his stupid beard and glasses but I will admit this was really difficult for me to write and to get in the right mental space for. I had initially planned this fic out but I couldn’t do it (idk why!!) and so I will give you what I did write for him even if it’s literally just a teaser lmao. And then it’s goodbye to writing Nathan and only reading him.

“Not bad, huh?”

Nathan is standing above you, dangerously close to the edge of the rock leading to the waterfall. It was his idea to take you on a hike on your second last day at the compound, claiming that it was an unmissable part of your week-long stay with him. He failed to mention how steep of a hill (read: mountain) you’d be hiking, thus you falling behind, breath coming out uneven from exertion. There was no way he was unaffected by this. God, you really needed to workout more.

“Nathan, I didn’t plan on being sore for my last day here,” you barked at him from below, annoyed at the ease in which he climbed the steep boulders.

He turned and smirked at you and you immediately regretted your choice of words.

“Oh, I’ll make sure you feel it in the morning, honey.”

Rolling your eyes at your boss, you focused on making it up the last bit until you were standing eye to eye with him, trying not to focus on how hard you were breathing from the climb. He just watched you with that calculating stare of his and you were once again left with the sinking feeling of never meeting his standards as an employee, as a person, as anything.

This is as far as I got. 😣❤️

#inbox 💌 #birthday celebration #nathan bateman

[pearldog30]

Blood stain

The story involves is going to be a very heavy one. This one is about our Johnny boy. After he gets back home from missions, all the dark stuff he's had to do/see finally catches up with him. And (This is not a ship between them! This is a friend helping a friend. If any of the stuff below is too heavy please don't read this!) Sorry if this is shit, I literally just came up with this on the spot.

Johnny mactavish x Simon Riley.

18+

Other works 👉Master list

Warnings| angst, alcohol abuse, self-harm, blood, mentions of suicide, mentions of children death, mentions of killing, PTSD attack, PTSD.

As Johnny sits on the floor with a knife in one hand, watching the blood gush out from his arms. Hoping he can just focus on the pain, and forget about what happened. But it doesn't cut it, nothing seems to cut it anymore. The blood that stains his hands, that can never be washed off. it makes him hate himself more.

there's already two whole empty bottles of scotch sitting next to him. but yet he's still somehow sober watching the scenes in his mind replay over, and over, and over again. Like it happened yesterday, he remembers detail, by detail. he can never forgive himself for what happened that night, and it is still eating him alive. No killing him alive.

2 weeks ago.

Before the shadows betrayed him, and 141. they were sent on a mission to clear a Bass, to make sure the drug cartel wasn't in the area like they thought they were. they put Johnny on sniper lookout.

He's sitting on top of a rock watching over the base, and the guys as they go into clear the base. and it was successful, until! Everybody had practically left. but there was still a few soldiers there keeping watch, and Johnny was told to watch over them for safety measures. When out of nowhere a child no more than 12, came running at the soldiers with a rifle in hand. he could see the child was scared, and like was being forced to do this. now yes Johnny was told to kill on any threats. but this, this was not a threat, this was a child being forced into it. and he wasn't going to pull the trigger, so he called it into the general.

Johnny: general Shepherd, there's a kid with a weapon-

Shepherd: you know the rules, any enemies shoot to kill.

Johnny: but Shepherd this is a chi-

Shepherd: Sergeant you're under my watch, if any of my soldiers died, that blood is on your hands. and you're getting your patch taken away, SHOOT. TO. KILL.

Johnny quietly thanks to himself contemplating, if it's even worth it keeping his patch. but before he can contemplate for too long. he sees the soldiers are already holding their hands up to this kid, and he has no choice but to shoot.

He looks through the scope, and right before he pulls the trigger. as if someone told this child he looks directly at him an-

Back to the present.

Right at that moment he's pulled back into the presents. hands shaking, covered cold sweat mixed with blood. he's hyperventilating, struggling to catch his breath. He puts his head in his palms, the smell of his own blood, somehow making him go back into that moment, he can never escape.

Looking around him seeing the floor, and his pants, and shirt, are covered in blood. he's ashamed to himself. He thinks deep down he's a coward ,and not a good soldier. and he really contemplates if it's even worth it anymore. he can't live with the thought of what happened. he can't live with himself. The death, pain, he's inflicted on others is finally catching up to him. He feels guilty, that could have been someone's son, brother, nephew. and all he wants to do is apologize, and beg for forgiveness. but it's too late now. Hell not just to the kid, to all the men he's killed. he hopes that in the afterlife there is some forgiving God/universe.

Getting lost in his thoughts, he decides to patch up his arm. and take an absurd amount of sleeping pills, to Hopefully run away from the night terrors. to get a good night's sleep for once.

The next morning, he wakes up with a migraine. and the smell of blood filling his nose. He looks down remembering what happened last night, sign to himself, shaking his head. He hears a knock at the door, confused he looks at the time on his phone.

3:24 p.m.

Message from, Ghost.

Johnny get up I'm here.

Dude I've been banging at your door for the past 10 minutes! get your ass up, we're going to miss the game.

Slowly getting up he nearly falls, but he catches himself on the nightstand, wobbly catching his balance again. he catches a glimp of himself in the mirror, and he looks like shit. If hungover was a definition of a person, it'd be him in this moment.

But he gets his shit together, and puts a clean long sleeve shirt, with some pants. to cover up the evidence of what happened last night.

He gets to the door to greet ghost, "heyy sim-" Johnny gets cut off holy "fuck you look like shit. what the hell happened to you sergeant" Simon cuts him off, with a concerned look. "Ayy.. you know just got a little too carried away with the drinking" he laughs it off, hoping Simon won't notice. but Simon does, Simon notices everything. and it makes him worried, cuz he's been there. and he knows how dark it is, but he also knows not to push, an intervene.

He lets Simon in the house, as he brings in some classic bourbon with him. to watch the game, and enjoy each other's company. Simon was always been a man of taste. "Soo ahh... You want to have a seat get the game turned on." Johnny says jokingly, hoping to get rid of the awkwardness. And without response Simon does as told and pours them both a glass of bourbon, as they sit back, and watch the game start. After a little while Simon asked to use the restroom, and when he walks in he's shocked by the scene before him. The smell of iron filling his nose. The scene of what real, vet PTSD looks like. blood staining the floor, along with the knife used in the activities, the empty bottles of bourbon still there. everything on how he left it, the exact same.

We all know Simon hates to bring up mental health, and talk about it. but he just can't stand by and watch his friends slowly killing himself alive. so he swallows his pride of being the big, cold, rough, killer, he is. He walks back in to where Johnny is, and takes hard, deep breath. "Uh.. Johnny. do you want to talk about what happened last night." and with those sentences you could hear a pin drop in the room. Frozen in place, Johnny looks down ashamed to himself. that his friend had to see the darkest parts of himself.

johnny nervously laughing to himself. but Simon is still dead set, giving him that classic deadpan stare even. "I- uh. Haven't been doing the best since I got home" Johnny chokes on that sentence, not wanting to get the words out. and come to realization that he's not okay. Simon just shaking his head along, not saying a word to interrupt him. now Simon might not be the best at this. but he's always willing to lend an ear to his close friends no matter how dark it is. Looking back up, catching Simon's eyes. he may have a dead expression, but his eyes say a million words to Johnny.

"you know ever since that mission... at the base. it's eating me alive, I can't do this anymore." Johnny chokes out. Now Johnny's usually not emotional, but he's been bottling this pain up for so long. he can't take it anymore, the glass is starting to break into a million pieces. and he can't control the waves of hurt, pain, hitting him all at once. Simon stops him with a quiet, "I know" not needing to explain anymore. Simon understood his pain better than anybody. He knows how hard it is talking about this stuff. "You know Johnny. the drinking, The cutting, it's not going to resolve that pain. it's going to make it worse, I'm not no therapist. but please get help" Simon says through a shaky breath, he's not good at words but he's trying for his friend. He's trying to say it in his own way, that his friend means so much more, and there's so much more life to him than, that darkness that's eating at him.

Johnny has always been the light of the room, and seeing that light finally died down. it pain Simon. cuz these 2 are polar opposites, Johnny is the Sun, that gives light, and warmth, to the world. and Simon is the moon, that reminds the world that it's okay to be quiet, and to die down, for a little while. And seeing that the sun is finally burning out is not good. They complete each other in a way. because without the sun, we wouldn't know there is a moon.

And the memories come flooding back to Johnny, it breaks him. he tells everything to Simon, not realizing that getting it off of his chest, and talking about it, is something he actually needed.

"an-d you.. know.. I wish I was pulling that trigger at myself.. and not at the kid, he didn't deserve that... he had a life to live, I already lived my life" Johnny says through tears. And this makes something in Simon get up, and come next to his side. giving him a gentle, pat on the back. "It wasn't your fault. you didn't have a choice" Simon says reminding him. Looking at each other, giving each other a understanding nod. Telling each other that they understand each other's pain, on a much deeper level. without actually expressing it, means the world to those 2.

Not realizing the time has passed. Johnny gets up to walk him to the door because it's late, but Simon doesn't move. "Johnny I can't let you be here by yourself. Not tonight." Johnny didn't have the energy, or the mental being to fight with Simon on this. so he just decided to agree and not fight with him on it.

And that's going to be the end for this. like I said this is probably shit, and I might delete it later. but this just came to my mind. and I had to write it, I know it's a dark topic. but I felt like it should be brought to light more, on how dark the stuff they suffer/go through is, I feel like it's not talked about enough. As always I hope you're having a good day/night wherever you are. reblogs, and comments are always appreciated 🖤

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[thegroundsofbrooklyn]

I MISSED YOU TOO TUMBLR IS AGAINST ME IT KEEPS EATING MY ASKS THOUGH IT SAID THEY SENT

OKAY SO THE PEOPLE FROM YOUR CORNER OF THE WORLD ONE DIRECTION I love Louis tomlinson so much. I loved him in 1d and loce him now. We had lots of pride stuff at our shows because well do you know the story of Larry stylinson? -Louis probably isn't straight (I mean being in love with your male best friend would suggest) but he has never specifically said what he is also he's so support of his LGBT fans and we love and support him so so much. He's so sweet and his music is great and real and he writes about sad things too!

soooooo I drove 3 hours to Ohio to see him on Thursday after work. I almost got heat exhaustion so hot. They did not have plain water for sale at like 80%of the vendors it was just beer and cocktails (yuck and also NOT HELPFUL IN 90 DEGREE HEAT), got upgraded for free Cuz they had empty seats closer (oh my fucking gosh I almost died of excitement l) IT WAS AMAZING HE WAS GREAT. I then proceeded to drive back and go to work on literally an hour or 2 of sleep and since the pandemic no where's open late anymore so I didn't eat for a day and a half opps.

I went to his Detroit show yesterday and it was lit. He literally said we were fucking unbelieveable a minimum of 4 times and thanked us and called Ohio then michigan(both of which I was at) the best shows his entire tour. I just wanted to hug him like a bazillion times.

#one directioner forever sorry to ramble about my lifelong love for 5 boys from the UK. I just love things veryyyyyyy intensely. Maybe not the normal amount but hey

The staff wouldnt let us get streamers from off the ground :( I know that's probably an odd thing to want what can I say it's a memory. Although I didnt basically sleep for 3 days it was so amazing and completely worth it. I wish I could live it a million times over. Everyone was happy, and Louis was happy:) I am not social, but the atmosphere of concerts and to a different degree professional theater is just something else. We're all there for one thing, and it's so Beautiful. It's one of those times that for me personally my depression anxiety and borderline are far from my mind. I feel euphoric on top of the world and being happy is very nice. Being happy with others; seeing two friends dance or shout words to each other or smile it makes you happy too. Even when I don't know them. So I guess I am social in liking to be around people but just not good at speaking to them.

I also lost my car in a field because they have no signage and in a sea of cars where the fuck did I park. Who knows I wandered for 20 minutes until I finally stumbled upon it. I can't even imagine those people who drink then look for cars like my human you bad decisioned.

My most unfavorite part of concerts is just getting out of the traffic jam afterword. I've learned to get to your car and sit there until there is no line of cars waiting and you're golden. (That usually takes a while bit is worth the headache and wasted gas. )

THAT IS SUPER EXCITING!! I wish you were going next month, lol. I hope you have the most fun!!!! Ahhhh boo tests BUT YAY CONCLUSION!!! That means in a few weeks I can annoy you with all the newsies thoughts xD

I WILL SEND MY FIC IDEA IN A DIFFERENT ASK BECAUSE IM SORRY THIS IS LONG. I kind of apologize for that but you did say tell you all the shenanigans xD

oh my god that sounds incredible and also so chaotic 😭 six year old me had the BIGGEST crush on all of one direction smdmdj i'm so happy you had a great time anon :))

i am going to west endsies next month, but only closing night because i'm away in the usa for about the first half of it anyway ... but i can always buy more tickets ...... 👀

[luckyshotwrites]

heya it’s Riddle Anon/Anon Hearts here. And well I wanted to say thank you. It’s a bit out of nowhere, but ummm I’ve been having trouble with sleep for the last couple weeks and today I woke up like really bad. And I tried just looking through things so I could relax, and I ended up looking at your pizzeria story. And while there were times where I genuinely felt a bit like Lyn I really enjoyed it. I think I’ve been reading it for like an hour and a half now at the first part of Day 13 right now.

I know it’s kinda random and all, but ummm really thank you. It helped me relax a bit and took my mind off of my bad sleeping schedule. I remember even considering trying to imagine who’d I’d want to meet and maybe see what happen in an rp cause I tend to rp a lot with friends or just in my head. In all honesty though I’m rambling a bit but thank you. I know ummm this is out of the blue and it feels a bit kinda stupid and stuff but ummm I appreciate you taking the time to make your story and keep up with it. Even if it sometimes drains you motivation. I hope you can keep going with it. Even if I’m not caught up.

Heh… ummm I’m gonna go back to reading now I kinda feel way too embarrassed and nervous now. And sorry if this is here while you’re asleep I kinda woke up at my 3am and as I said before sleep has been a big issue for me recently… so going back to sleep was quite literally out of the question. Ummm I hope your day goes well and that everything is ok! And that you’re healing well from yesterday.

YO, Riddle Anon! I actually know the feeling. I went to bed a little after midnight and I still woke up at 4 a.m. Mostly because it's hard to sleep with the bruise right now but I've had some sleep issues as of late. I'm on central time so it's 6 a.m. right now, I was already awake. >:D (This is pretty long so for convenience, here's the read more).

Regardless, like-hearing that my story actually could help someone out, squeezes my heart with joy. I wish I could describe it but that's been my dream with writing every since I was little. I have so many stories and ideas roaming around in my head, I think they're great but executing them is the hard part so I never pushed myself to do it until Widfali.

And my biggest dream with writing was that my stories could help people as others fantasy stories growing up had helped me. SO, it's honestly one of the best compliments I can receive. I am so happy and grateful that Widfali could do that for anyone. You have no idea how absolutely sweet it is to read that. Also I'm worried for your sleep schedule. If possible you gotta get some good Z's, please!

AND THANK YOU for taking the time to read what I wrote! Anyone who does deserves all the thank you's as well, readers are my biggest motivation! Without any of you I don't know how well I would have continued.

I hope you keep enjoying it!

Thank you for the askaroni! If there was a market for tears, I would be rolling in dough right now. Because I cry so easily over compliments, I SWEAR I've gotten them throughout my life, I'm not starved. I don't think. But, it warms my heart so much, the same as knowing you peeps SUCCEED TO!

YOU BETTER HAVE AN AWESOME REST OF YOUR DAY, RIDDLE ANON! (NONNEGOTIABLE). Get a nap or two if possible too!

P.s. it's been a long wallop since I rp'ed. Now to get that fix I do DnD with a couple of peeps. xD I can't imagine trying to roleplay these characters. Especially certain ones...cough, cough, LEV, cough, cough. I'd die.

#widfali ask #Riddle Anon #luckyshotwrites