#osdd fic

[briefkittenearthquake]

don’t talk to me i’m sobbing over my oscariño in the grass and salvaging a few points

(MY SHAYLAAAAAA 😭😭😭)

[third-time-charmed]

Dance the Night Away

An HSR smut fic

⚠️Rated E⚠️ ~13.5k words Aventurine/Dr. Ratio | Post-Penacony | Character Study | Top Ratio/Bottom Aventurine | Porn with lots of feelings | Angst and fluff

After Penacony, Aventurine takes on the biggest gamble of his life — his heart, soul, and desires laid out on the table. He only does it because he doesn't expect Ratio to match his wager. But not only does the good doctor match it, he raises the stakes so far beyond what Aventurine could have ever allowed himself to dream of winning.

Preview:

Slowly, he reaches his free hand up, hooking gloved fingers into the chain dangling from the taller man’s neck. Not hard enough to pull, just toying with it, his gaze fixed on it in lieu of meeting those vibrant eyes so closely scrutinizing him.

“What do you want from me, Ratio?” he whispers.

“Nothing short of your honesty,” Ratio replies, equally low and so very soft. “In whatever form that must take. I want for you to be as straightforward with me as you possibly can.”

A wry smile twists its way onto his face, and he feels the mask begin to slip. It doesn’t frighten him as much as he thought it might, though he finds himself squirming uncontrollably under the pressure.

“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking,” he begins after a long moment of silence, plunging ahead before he has a chance to second-guess himself any further. “Had a lot of extra time for it after… you know, while I was in recovery.”

He still can’t quite bring himself to mention the Penacony job more directly. They still haven’t really talked about it at all since coming back to Pier Point. He’s not sure if they ever will. If left up to him, of course, it’s water under the bridge at this point. He’d rather not bring it up.

A soft hum of acknowledgment bolsters his resolve, reassures him his audience is listening. His words are poorly thought out and unrehearsed, but he ignores the flicker of embarrassment as he stumbles through.

“Anyway, without getting too deep into all the unpleasant details, I realized that I… I’m not satisfied. With our current arrangement, I mean. And… being forced to come to terms with the reality of my own mortality like that… gave me the motivation I needed to do something about it.”

The gambler shrugs, one eye peeking up from under his blond fringe to gauge the reaction of his solitary listener. He gives the chain in his hand a soft tug, insistent, pointed, but still not quite the blatant request he yearns to make.

Won’t let himself make.

“Not a bad start,” the scholar says as he hesitates. “Three points.”

“Three points?” Aventurine mutters under his breath. “Goddess, Ratio, you’re such a hardass sometimes.”

Ratio ignores him, though there is a twitch in the corner of his mouth. “And your strutting around and posturing?” he asks instead. “Was that part of your plan to… ‘do something’ then?”

“Give me a break here, doc,” the blond huffs out. “I don’t exactly have a ton of experience in this department. I thought that I could… entice you into making the first move so that I wouldn’t have to, but clearly that was a miscalculation on my part.”

They’re so close together now that it’s near driving him to madness. Aventurine has always been very particular about his personal space, and Ratio has never been so deep into his personal space before, and for such a long time. The warmth of the other radiates along his skin and sets his veins alight. His fingers itch to pull.

He wants… more.

“Today… I don’t know. I guess I got fed up with the more delicate approach and decided to try provoking you instead.” He shrugs again, keeping his voice as level and casual as he can, even though he can feel something deep in his core vibrating, begging to reach out and take. “Thought it might help to heat things up a bit, so to speak.”

“Four points again for honesty,” Ratio says, his tone firm like he’s correcting a student during a lecture. “But minus two points for such a blatantly terrible plan of execution. Your hypothesis hinges entirely on the supposition that I, too, am dissatisfied with our current arrangement.”

“And you’re not.” Aventurine’s head drops in defeat, his gaze fixing on his lap as he fights to hold his composure together. This rejection stings a little less than the previous one, but he’s still taken aback by how disappointed he feels.

This is still no less than he had realistically expected. After all, Ratio isn’t entirely correct. He’s mostly been banking on Ratio being at least moderately easy to seduce, not necessarily harboring his own feelings of dissatisfaction. This whole endeavor was from an entirely selfish standpoint.

There is a subtle softness that seeps into the doctor’s voice, one that Aventurine has only heard very rarely. “How could I possibly find myself dissatisfied,” Ratio says slowly, “when you have never once indicated that you were willing or even at all interested in offering more than you already have? To ask more of a man so intensely guarded with his own intentions and desires… How could I possibly do such a thing, in good conscience? And what’s more, I held no evidence to suggest that any of your flirtations were not simply made in jest.”

A pause, a slow inhale, and something between them shatters.

“No, gambler. I made my peace with you some time ago. I made myself satisfied with what I had.”

Aventurine’s hand falls away from the chain, feeling suddenly heavy. His body flops backward, head landing on the armrest with a dull thud, and an empty, humorless chuckle punching out of his gut. Eyes sliding shut in defeat, he breathes a sigh. And yet, he can’t resist one last desperate grasp as he feels the win slipping out of his hands.

“No chance of changing your mind?”

There is no answer, for such a long period that he becomes curious enough to open his eyes and see what sort of expression the doctor is giving him. He expects something close to pity, or a remorseful frown. But what he sees instead is an intense and focused contemplation. As if the man is actually considering the question seriously. It is unanticipated enough that it nearly makes him startle.

“If you would do so,” Ratio says carefully, “you would need to be forthcoming about what exactly it is that you want from me. Stating simply that you are dissatisfied with our current arrangement is far too vague.”

“I don’t know if I can do that, Ratio,” he responds flatly.

“And why ever not?”

Because I’m a greedy selfish fool and I’m afraid of suffocating you.

Because once I start taking I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to stop.

Because I’m not allowed to want things, because everything I’ve ever desired has been withheld, removed, or destroyed and I’m afraid of you ending up the same.

“Because… I don’t really know what I want. I never really… got that far, it’s too nebulous, just…” He stops, licks his lips again, eyes darting to the side as if to check for his escape route. His hand trembles so hard the shivers wrack his entire frame, but his attention catches on the molten gaze that is trained intently on his face.

It catches on the way that gaze dips toward his mouth almost imperceptibly, on the sparks that flicker in its depths, on the way the taller man is leaning slowly closer, chin tilting ever so slightly.

Straightforward. Honest. Sincere.

“I just… want more,” he finishes breathlessly, the words feeling ominous and unfamiliar as they leave his mouth.

“Then why don’t you take it?”

Because I’m not allowed to.

Because I’m afraid.

Because…

“What if… I take too much?”

Tip your hand. Just a little. Just enough that I know I’m not losing everything I have left if I take this bet.

“Should that be the case,” Ratio whispers in reply, “I shall inform you. But I find it highly unlikely.”

They are so very close now, barely a breath of space between them. So much so that the doctor’s velvety baritone vibrates in his chest, thrumming through every one of his bones. There is an undertone to it that Aventurine hadn’t detected before, something… almost ravenous and hopeful that sends sparks running up his spine.

...all in, then.

Before he can overthink it, he relents to the burning greed that urges him to take. Gently — but not hesitant — he shifts forward, closing the scant distance to press his lips to the ones taunting him. It is a chaste gesture, simple and unhurried. Almost tender, but definitely inviting.

Ratio’s response is immediate, returning the gesture in such a way that their lips slot together seamlessly. The firm brush, full of intent and answering want, pulls a soft, quiet gasp from the blond. He pulls back, almost reluctantly, his head starting to spin as their mouths come apart with a sound so delicate it makes him feel weak.

And then Ratio gives a low, thoughtful hum, as if appraising the action with careful consideration. “Much better,” he says, the murmur of it dancing provocatively against the curve of his lip. “Five points.”

(Keep reading here!!)

[thorntopieces]

these are still among my favourite three paragraphs i have ever written

“Oh, Akira! And Yoshizawa-san!” Haru greets the moment she notices them. “What are you doing up here?” “I’m convincing Kasumi to join my pyramid scheme,” Akira says completely deadpan as Kasumi says brightly, “Kurusu-senpai wanted to talk to me about something.” Makoto stares at him suspiciously, but doesn’t push it. “You’re not actually recruiting her into a pyramid scheme, right?” Makoto asks instead. “You’re not part of a pyramid scheme, are you?”

[matrixxsystem]

DID System Raph Time !!

All drawn by @soursugxr !! asdsf I love his artttt tysm for these goobers

These are all of Raphs alters (so far) and I will talk about them till the end of time- These alts will also be in other AUs of mine (they may act slightly different but the names and general ideas will all be the same)

Cherry She/Her - Oldest alter besides Raph, she's a caregiver/soother and is the bestest big sister <3

Brick He/Him - What he lacks in smarts he makes up for in goofy shenanigan's and himbo antics (Yes he forgets how his name is spelled sometimes but we don't talk about that)

Crimson He/They/It - Very Hobie Brown/British punk-core, he's not exactly mean to the ones he cares about, but bitch ain't never been nice I'll put it that way

Merlot He/Him/They/Them - They know they're conventionally attractive and have no problem showing that off and using it for their gain.

In the words of our other friend, "MERLOT DRESSES CUNTY AND I LOVE IT"

Rory He/Him - Just a lil guy, fr tho Rory is a little who's around the age of 5-7, he's not as talkative as the rest but he's easily excited and distracted. He loves watching Donnie work, coloring with Mikey, and playing pretend with Leo.

[tiredcatboysinc]

Randy Jade has OSDD stfu I'm not projecting; 1/4 - Ticket Booth

I've decided I want to also post any of longer, plot based fics here - mainly for archives and bc I wanna :3c So here's my one and only Dialtown fic were I'm so totally not projecting onto Randy <3 -Eddie🐶

Summary: Randy murmured under his breath constantly, it was a habit people had come to expect from him. It was normal, well, normal for him at least.

Warnings: Cursing, Randy being a general nervous wreck

Words: 809

ao3

“Shut up… Shut up… No, we can not have hotdogs for dinner again…”

Randy murmured under his breath constantly, it was a habit people had come to expect from him. It was normal, well, normal for him at least. It had been like this since he could remember, which was like forever… Or at least since he was in middle school - because that’s honestly the earliest he can remember, and he can’t remember much of middle school at that. Randy wasn’t sure why he murmured under his breath, it was just a thing he did - even if he got weird looks from people on the street.

But the oddest thing to Randy’s friends, was always how he chose to refer to himself. He rarely opted for singular pronouns, instead on instinct using ‘we’ or ‘our’ even when he was just referring to himself.

And that’s when Oliver began to question him.

If you knew Oliver, you knew he couldn’t keep his mouth shut - and you also knew he had next to no filter. Oliver said what he wanted, and asked what he wanted. Which often led to… more than less ideal situations for Randy, to put it nicely. Of course, Oliver would never outright demand Randy answer a question, of course not! But by phone-god would he push and press the issue until it seemed Randy snapped, as if he was a different person.

This intrigued Oliver, of course.

Which meant he had to ask more questions, and push Randy more. He had to figure it all out... Hell, maybe he could make a cool indie film out of it if it was lucky!

“Hey, Rad-ney!!” Oliver called out as he approached, giving the bandage clad man a hearty wave. Randy was, of course, at his post at the funfair, it's where he could be found most days – if not here than probably his shitty apartment, that or at the cinema with Oliver. But he was here now, and giving a shaky reply to the flanneled man from behind the glass.

“O-oh, hey, Oliver...” He cleared his throat, adjusting himself in the shitty wooden chair that had been provided from his boss. “What can I, uh, do for you?” Oliver couldn't help but find Randy's over all demeanor amusing, no matter how long they had been friends. Maybe Randy had some secret charm, a freak charm that only worked on weirdos like him... And maybe Gingi, but Gingi doesn't really count – that freak would make-out with anyone given the chance.

Oliver shrugged in response, fez tilting to the side slightly as he tilted his head. “Just wonderin' when my gnarly buddy gets off work today..” He hummed, doing his damnedest to be chill – but this was Oliver Swift we're talking about, and chill was no where in that mans dictionary. Then again, neither was half the English lexicon, and that's only because he replaced it with shit like 'gnarly' and 'groovtastic'. So that was kinda on him not gonna lie.

Randy almost perked up at the question, a seemingly pink tinted hue flushing across his screen. Phone-god, could this guy get any cuter? - or desperate? The answer is yes by the way, to both.

“O-oh! I thought we, uhm, texted you when we're was getting off... F-fuck, did we not?” Randy turned his head away for a moment, seemingly trying to recount his morning and early afternoon – an easy task for a most, but for Randy was like moving a fucking mountain.

Quickly he swatted at the air, waving at some invisible bug only he could see. “Fuck!! Whatever!! What were we saying..?” The bandage covered man murmured, voice taking a hint of agitation – maybe annoyance or even exhaustion. “Oh, right... Shift ending.”

Oliver nodded in response to this, humming out an almost mechanical noise – a sound of agreement. Oliver had been watching Randy's every movement, taking in the subtle shifts of tone or even body language that might hint at something deeper... But in truth, Oliver couldn't really figure it out. All he knew was that something was up, and he intended to get to the bottom of it – one way or another.

“Uhm... I think we get off in...” Randy turn away again, looking at a small wall clock placed in the back of his booth. For a moment he paused, as if needing to process the information. “O-oh, sorry! I zoned out...” He quickly apologized, clearing his throat before continuing. “We get off in about 30 minutes... W-why? Was there something you, uh, needed?” Randy tilted his head slightly to the side, screen catching a small glare from the sun.

“Just wanted to know if ya wanted to come hang out,” Oliver chuckled, shoving his hands in his jeans pockets. “It'd be real groovy to have you over again! It's been a hot sec, hasn't it?”

[mystic-wolfs]

After writting for 3 days and spending all our energy and time awake into it, we finally got something together we are kinda proud of and we hopefully won't be too scared to post (yet again)

But we do feel like this ^^''

Anyways, 8,5k words for a chapter isn't that bad right? It's a normal amount /lh

(PS: being chronically ill, disabled and constantly dissosiated + blurry sucks...)

~Echoes/Blurry

[davestaresatthesun]

sooo i did a thing *throws this in here and runs away*

[coffeecollective]

INCREDIBLY Inspited by a fanfic I read, I'm blanking on which so when I find It i'll give credits, it was an excellent read and I latched SO HARD onto it -Maverick🛩️

The first time Maverick was in the air since Gooses death will always be one he'll cherish.

The first time may have been when he flipped out on poor sundown but He doesn’t really count that,

The first one he counts where He was actually Himself while in the air was the same night of the first hop without Goose with him, After the Sundown incident.

After the hop with sundown Maverick was defeated, He never thought he could ever fly the same again, not without goose with him.

After he stormed back to the locker room alone, and after his talk with iceman, he walked back to his flat.

He in a pained rush began to pack all his things, shoving it all into suitcases

where was he going to go? he had no idea. he just knew he needed to leave.

While packing, he came across many of the things goose and his family had gifted to him over the years of friendship they had together.

Too painful to look at he decided to go take a break, he couldn't go to the bar so he decided to go to the airport for a breather.

It was there where Charlie spoke with him. After she spoke with him, He went back to topgun and spoke with Viper.

Incredibly Reluctant, Viper took his wings, and let him go back home to finish packing.

While packing he heard a knock at his door, he expected to open it and see Holly, or Wolf, Anyone else but the person who was standing infront of him now.

Winded, Iceman was standing infront of him, clutching the frame of his front door to keep himself stable while he tried to catch his breath.

"Whuh- Ice-?? Did-Did you RUN here???" Maverick looked at him in utter shock.

Iceman nodded, took a deep breath to collect himself, and simply said

"Put your shoes on, I'm taking you somewhere."

Maverick was at first reluctant and was about to tell him 'no' but knew that ice wasn't going to just take a simple 'no' for an answer, so he decided to humor him.

He went inside, put his shoes on, and when reached his front door again, stepping out and closing it behind him, He felt iceman grab his wrist and drag him from his house.

Maverick tried to protest and pull away or even tried to tell ice to slow down but eventually gave up and let ice drag him.

After some time he found himself standing next to ice, in their flight suits, infront of an F-14.

"Ice- No- if you think stealing this is a good idea then its really not-"

"Its fine just trust me" Ice's tone was casual and unconcerned which just made maverick MORE rather then less concerned.

"Ice, if they catch us this'll ruin your chances of Graduating and becoming an admiral. You could be grounded permanen-" He tried to protest again but Ice inturrupted him.

"I got permission from Metcalf now get in the damn F-14 Mitchell."

So he did. And they flew for hours, from sundown to sunset, enjoying the view below them. It was of course really awkward, especially since mav isn't used to being the one in the back but ice refused to let him drive or have any control,

"Just relax and enjoy the view" He told him.

It wasn't until about half way through the ride, when Ice softly said,

"Take control when you're ready"

And so maverick did.

After they landed, ice looked down at maverick

"Do you... want to go get breakfast? I'll pay"

Maverick Agreed and together they sat in the diner, in comfortable silence for awhile, But then Iceman said something that sparked a conversation and after that it was nonstop conversation as they ate their breakfast.

[the-blorb-system]

This was... a much better read than expected, and Hylia it might make your heart hurt. Especially if you're a system. Especially if you've got a Four fictive.

It captures the experiences of being well integrated with your headmates very well, in our experiences, and it's a fascinating read on that front.

a flash of light by stranger(twists and turns) on AO3 (Description: "There was a reason that Four avoided the Master Sword.")

Side note- it's pretty bizarre when your host is a fan of whump for your source. (Fortunately, I don't mind. I may have been sucked in. Breathe.)

-Four

hhhh the colours 😭 oUCH

I was on a Whumptober reading kick and looking for the good Four content and then someone had the audacity to just sucker punch me in the gut with feels???

(/pos for clarification, like goddamn)

-Lizzy

❤️❤️

-Red

[thenormalenjoyerr]

i need to dwell on brad's line about villains being the heroes

[fanficks-from-fictives]

"Fuck you, Zuko, idiots get added to the fronting list." -Helen

[catboyaventurine]

hey drop ur fave genshin fics in the replies or in my dms plssss

[satelliteoflove-sys]

its so fucking crazy how one (1) fanfic leads us to not only discover that we're transgender, but to have a fictive of the focus character be the Dysphoria Guy

[matrixxsystem]

Luck Runs Out Part 14

Over the next few days Leo seemed to be getting more and more visions. Yuichi was staying over most nights now since they both seemed to think having him around to help ground him was making things at least a little bit better.. But they were getting stronger, and no one was really sure why or what was causing it since most of them weren't having visions, at least none that intense. A few brothers now and then would have some weird dreams about the future but it was odd that Leo was the one getting the worst of it..

Leo was laying in his bed, Usagi.. Well.. Yuichi, laying beside him scrolling on his phone. The day had been pretty uneventful honestly, mostly cleaning up the lair and a bit of training. Leo smiled a little getting a glance at the dim phone light, he was watching some muted video about gardening, that was cute.. Was he thinking about trying to grow his own veggies? Leo closed his eyes, letting the tiredness take over and put him to sleep. Yuichi shifted a little to get his phones light more out of Leos face as he continued watching, it'd be a while before he'd be able to sleep, but he didn't want to keep Leo up if he could help it. 

Leo found himself dreaming about the future again, he rolled his eyes as he faced an oncoming swarm of monsters, there were more people alongside him at the start that disappeared as the dream went on, must've been before things took a turn for the truly hopeless.. He glanced around, wondering why he was looking around so much, and why he felt like there was someone missing.. It was so hard to piece everything together when the dream body was moving much faster then he was able to process what was happening. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, the body came to a crashing halt. The sound of people and monsters screeching and the echo's of metal ringing around him all fading into this piercing ringing sound.. There was a second wave of shock as he saw a body laying not too far from where he was standing. The snow white fur he was used to was now an ashy dirt smeared grey laying still on the ground, Leo could hear his own voice calling out to him and the body started moving again, just barely. Rushing towards the body Leon muttered to himself, "Please be okay, please be okay, please-" 

"Yuichi-!" He called, a bit louder. Kneeling down and turning the body over, he flinched seeing all the blood.. "Yui- Hey, you still with me cottontail?" Yuichi's eyes only opened a little, his lips turning upward into a smile but it was so tired, so weak.. "We're gonna get you outta here- Medic!? Come in, anyone-? I-I need all units- Anyone who's available to-"

"Leo.." Even his voice sounded to small and broken. "Hey.." He took another moment to gather enough strength to speak his mind, "Sorry- N-Not much of a f-front line soldier huh..? Don't.. Don't bother, medics can't fix death.. N-Not even... Not even Mikey heh-" He convulsed a little as he coughed, a red splatter spitting out from his lungs and covering his hand. "Fuck.. Leo-"

"Shut up- No- No no no, you'll be okay, if- If we get you back then- Fuck.. Just... Just hold on okay? Keep your eyes open, keep talking to me.." 

"Anata.. W-We're 30 miles from base... There isn't time-"

"Then I'll make time damnit!! I- I can't loose you.. Not you too..."

"I won't be gone long, we.. will find each other soon. You.. you know, death is not the end." Leo wiped his eyes, he was not prepared for this.. "L-Leo.. Listen to me... Repeat a-after me." He said a little louder, clearly straining. Leo looked down at him and nodded, nothing else mattered right now, "I.. Yuichi, Tomogui-Usagi, t-take you.. Leo- Leonardo Hamato.. To be mine-" Leos eyes widened as he realized what he was saying, tears pooled and fell much faster then they had in a very long time for the slider.. "To.. To have and to hold, for better, f-for worse, for richer or poorer, or in.. Sickness, and in health, to love and to cherish..  A-And to honor.. and to... To respect, till death do us part.." Leo shook his head a little, taking Yuichi's hand and kissing the back of it, "No- No you.. You said we'd have a wedding, a real one, when this was over.. You said... You said...."

"I-I know.. I am sorry, I guess... We'll just have to settle..? I-If you'll still h-have me..?" Leo kissed his hand again, it was so hard to speak though his tears. "I do.. I, Leonardo Hamato, take you, Yuichi Tomogui-Usagi, to be mine. To.. To have and to hold, for better or worse, richer or poorer.. I-In sickness and in health. To love, cherish, honor and respect... Till death do us part.." Yuichi smiled a little more, Leo leaned down and gave him a gentle kiss, being as careful as he could not to hurt him. He pulled back after a moment, tears staining his cheeks as he looked at Yuichi, who shared the same expression. "Please don't go.." He whispered, squeezing his blood free hand a little tighter, "I.. I'm not ready.." Yuichi's smile faded a little as he listened to Leo, "Neither am I.. I thought... I thought I would be, thought that.. It would feel different.. But... I just.. Feel numb, and.. Your warm hands around me..." Leo leaned down pressing his head to Yuichi's, "And I.. I wanted to properly marry you..." Leo bit his lip trying not to sob but fuck it was hard to keep his body still when Yuichi spoke like that. "T-That doesn't matter now, we're married, just now, and when you wake up.. We'll do the whole damn thing... You and me cottontail, just you wait.." He took a few breaths trying to calm down, but when he looked back to Yuichi and saw his chest wasn't moving anymore.. His eyes on the sky with a soft smile still stuck in his pained expression. Leo couldn't stop shaking, his eyes blurred and burned from the tears. He was kind of glad no one else was around to see him in such a sorry state..

"Sensei-!" 

Leo perked up and found himself back in his bedroom, Yuichi had the lamp turned back on, one hand on the pull switch and his other slightly extended to reach out to Leo. "..Leo? Are you alright? You- Were having a bad dream it seems.." Yuichi spoke softly, slow and careful with his movements trying not to startle him. Leo was frozen for a moment before the tears came back, he pulled Yuichi into a tight hug as he started to sob. Yuichi just let out a soft sigh and started to rub his shell, "It's alright.. We're safe, we're alive... Your family is safe and alive.. We're okay, the city is safe... We're okay.." Leo stayed clinging to his boyfriend like that for a long while, calming down after what felt like forever to him. "Sorry.." He muttered once his voice would let him. Yuichi just kissed Leos head, "Shhh, it's alright love. Take your time.. You can talk if you want to, or we can go back to bed? Or go for a walk even?" Leo buried his head into Yuichi's neck, "I saw you.." He said, a little louder. "I was too late to save you.. I-" He took another moment to stop himself from crying again, "We were planning to get married, after the war was over... But you didn't make it.. so... We said our vows, a-as you bled out.. and..." Yuichi hugged Leo again, a little tighter, "I'm.. Sorry- That you had to see that.. It must have been hard. I think if I saw you die I might loose my mind.. I mean... You're everything to me." Leo smiled a little, "It.. Wasn't all bad. I never thought I'd give you a nickname like 'cottontail' but it was kind of cute." Yuichi chuckled at the name, of course Leo would call him something like that when they were alone. "Are you.. Alright? To lay back down? We don't have to, but you should try to sleep if you can." Leo took a few more breaths, "I.. Don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight, not after seeing that. I just.. Would it be alright if we just cuddle? You can sleep, I just, I don't want to risk going back there." Yuichi nodded and laid back down with him, "Alright, I'll stay up with you for a bit, maybe we can talk if you want.. And if you need me, you know you can wake me up right? I know you might not want to, but please wake me up if you need me, I won't mind."

Leo smiled a little and snuggled up to Yuichi, closing his eyes as they talked about other random things, and eventually Yuichi dozed off, leaving Leo alone again, but at least now he was able to hear and feel Yuichi's breathing to keep himself calm. He wasn't able to fall back asleep that night, or the night after. Even on the third night he couldn't bring himself to rest, anytime he tried to sleep his mind went back to seeing Yuichi's body and he'd get up and go get another energy drink or play video games. Anything to keep himself from seeing those memories again..

Leo found himself walking into the kitchen around four in the morning one night, he didn't know what else he could do to keep himself awake, maybe another energy drink or some coffee? That would make the most sense.. He paused in the doorway seeing his oldest sibling at the stove, now that was weird, Raph can't cook to save a life- "Hey Raphie-" Leo said, his voice heavy and tired. Raph perked up, startled by the company it seemed, "Oh.. H-Hey Leo!" That was odd too.. His voice was much higher then Raph's usually was.. He stood there for a moment before tilting his head, "You're not Raph are you..?" He asked as he walked further into the kitchen, making a b-line to the fridge and getting another energy drink. "Ah- ..No? I don't think so?" Leo hummed in response, sitting at the table and taking a sip of his drink, "Let's see.. Not Brick or Crimson, they can't cook... Uhhh, I don't think it'd be anyone new since we've all been doing pretty well lately... Well, most of us at least- So I guess that would narrow it down to Cherry or Rory.." 

"I'm.. Not sure what you're talking about Leo?" Leo shrugged and leaned back in his chair, "Well Rory can't cook, oh it could be Merlot too but they don't like to cook either they'd rather order take out..  You're probably Cherry, I'm not hearing the accent though" Leo glanced up as their sibling sat down across from them, "Is that about that time you told us we were Brick? Right? That was.. A long time ago, I don't really... Understand-" Leo put his hand up and took another sip, "Yeah I kinda fingered you wouldn't, but hey I was looking for a distraction anyway so this'll be good. I'll explain it again the way it was explained to me, oh but first, can I fix your mask?"

"My.. Mask? Is something wrong with it?" Leo shook his head and got up, "Nah, nothings wrong, but I think if you're Cherry you'll like this better, and if not I'll put it back." He took the ends of the red mask and tied them into a neat bow, "Pretty nice bow for someone this tired haha- How's it look?" He handed his phone over to they could see themselves in the phones mirror. "I don't think- ..Oh..." There was a long moment of silence as Leo sat back down, "Soo...?"

"It.. Looks like me... Is that weird?" Leo laughed a little, "Not at all, but if Raph doesn't come back tonight you should go see Mikey, he always gets really excited when his big sister shows up." There was another pause where Cherry had just keep looking at themself in the phones mirror, her smile growing the more she played with the bow. Leo had started talking about the others as she did, he didn't really care if she was listening, he just needed something to keep himself busy and keep him awake. "Hey.. Leo? How did you know?" Leo paused, trying to think of how exactly he should phrase it. "Well.. I mean I've lived with you guys my whole life, so I kinda just know how you guys act? I guess.. You voice is softer, and pitched up? You sound like a big sister, and you carry yourself differently, Rory sways a lot and is real timid compared to the rest, he's just a little kid after all so that makes sense.. Merlot has a high voice too but they're way too sassy to mistake for anyone else haha.. Uh let's see.. Crimson can't cook, he just burns everything, and he's not exactly nice- But we love him anyway heheh.. And Brick has a low voice too, but he's not the brightest in the bunch. And I guess you all make different faces too? Like when you listen or talk its just.. Different? Not a bad different though, I think I'm just better at noticing it, and you all respond to Raph's name so it can be hard sometimes. But don't think too hard on it okay Cher?" She slowly nodded, "Oh, okay.. This is so weird, am I supposed to not be Raph then? Or am I supposed to pretend I'm him?" Leo shrugged, "That's not really up to me, you be whoever you want, though you are part of our family weather you like it or not haha- You're here for a reason though, the way I was told about it is like.. If Raph's brain is like a pie, there used to be one big one, but then something bad happened and now the pie is split into slices, its still a pie, and it's still all there, it's just separated into their own pieces now, it doesn't mean it's bad, but now that there's more problems there's more slices to fill up each one? Like, more people in the brain to deal with specific things? If- That makes sense- Sorry I'm not good at explaining things-"

"No I think I get it, I don't know what problems I would deal with though? I mean.. I just make food sometimes and make sure we get enough rest and water."

"That's it then."

"What is..?" Leo chuckled and gestured to her, "You, that's what you do- You take care of them. You make sure everyone's safe and happy like Raph does for us." Cherry perked up a little, another smile spreading across her face, "I see.. I was wondering about my name too, when did that happen?" Leo thought for a moment, "Mmm.. It's been years now, but I think you got your name when we used to play the hero's game? You were 'Princess Cherry' and me and Donnie would save you from the evil wizard Michaelcadabra." They both laughed a little at the memory, "I do remember that.. I wonder why that name though.. Maybe just cause it's something red? That would make sense.." 

"Maybe you're just as sweet as a cherry?" She perked up, "OH! I remember! That's what it is! I think Mikey got upset, maybe you hit him too hard while playing and I was comforting him, and dad said something about me being kind, sweet like cherry pie. That.. Makes a lot of sense... If not a little vain heheh."

"Well you are, I mean, out of all of us you and Mikey are top runners for the nicest so it's not that vain if it's true right?" She got up and gave Leo a gentle hug, "Thanks Leo. I guess we have a lot to think about now.." Leo smiled a little, he always loved her hugs, compared to Raph's they were about the same but different still in a way he couldn't explain. "Any time sis, I know I don't know much about this stuff but you guys can always come to me if you need it." She nodded, "You too. I know you aren't gonna talk about it with me, but I think you should talk to someone, it can't be good to stay awake this long.. Please go to bed soon? Okay? At least just lay there for a bit even if you don't sleep." Leo let out a little sigh and nodded, "Y-Yeah.. Yeah I'll... I'll go soon, promise." She gave him another hug, "Okay, I'm gonna go see Mikey for a bit, I'm sure he's up to honestly.. We've all been having trouble sleeping I think... I'll talk to you later okay?" Leo nodded as she left the kitchen with whatever food she'd been making for herself, he glanced back to his half emptied drink can, tightening his grip around the can just a bit. "Sorry sis.." He said a little quieter, lifting the can and chugging the rest till the can was fully emptied, "I lied.." 

It was nearing five days without sleep now. Leo was trying his best to seem normal and composed but he was lashing out more even at small things, saying things that didn't make sense, talking to people that weren't there.. Anytime someone tried to tell him that he needed sleep or any form of rest he refused to listen and would go do something else, or try to at least. The line between future visions, hallucination, and reality were becoming a constant blur for Leo, but it was better than being forced to see his boyfriends corpse, or his brothers and sisters.. It was better than having to relive the guilt and panic attacks, the pain of his arm being ripped from his body, or looking a young Casey in the eyes and telling him his mother was dead after being unable to retrieve the body.. At least if he wasn't sleeping he could have some kind of control over his visions, it wasn't as violent this way.. He didn't know exactly how long he'd be able to keep this up but he wasn't going to give into sleep easily. Part 1 Part 15 Master Post

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hang on guys currently writing modern AU where time fosters (eventually adopts) freshly out of hospital wild (due to fatal car accident causing him to go into coma for a year and give my poor boy memory/speech problems) did i mention he’s autistic and otherkin? Also time adopted the rest of the chain, but wars and sky are currently not living at home cus their at college :3

(would you guys want to read that? I’m still working on my writing skills but I’m practicing so hard oml)

(Highly self projection, well- kinda, we technically have link, [botw/totk]who mixes sources with lu but he isn’t fronting or talking much, sys things i dunno)

(Edit: almost finished with two chapters! I’m planning on posting/updating probably on Monday and thursdays)

(edit 2: just posted chapter 1! click here)

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i hope you know that every time we write a fic, it's fueled by a certain headmate's yearning and you can tell exactly who's in front as we're writing it sometimes

the satosugu fic we posted? purely starlite's doing

our komahina fics? those were written by hinata and komaeda introjects

our tpos fics were also entirely self-indulgent and all written by jensen

next up is kunigiri because cadence is WHIPPED and i don't think you guys are ready for it