#if they wanted them together they probably would've done it earlier

[trans-buckleyy]

feel like b*dd*e would be a compelling storyline in like s2-3 (maybe even 4 bc of the shooting and everything), but I genuinely can't think of a way they get together that's satisfying to me now we've reached this point. like I have everything I want from their relationship (banter, coparenting chris, emotional moments), I really don't see why they need to be together romantically, I don't think there's anything it adds to their current partnership. sure, I'd like a more satisfying storyline to Eddie's romances, whether that's realising he doesn't need one or finding a partner he really clicks with but I don't think that really needs to have anything to do with Buck. for me it would make the show too insular if we had more main cast together and tbh im happy w buck's storyline rn, I don't think changing his relationship w Eddie would make it any better.

[beomie3]

2am ☽༓･*˚⁺

bf!beomgyu x fem!reader

warnings: smut, reader is super horny n desperate for beomgyu at 2am, make out, oral f!recieving, face sitting, use of vibrator, safe(ish) sex, praise kink? cum eating, they are super messy lol.

wc: 4k

♫ title track: 2am - che ecru

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thunder rumbles overhead and you're still restless under the sheets, thinking about the way beomgyu looked in his tight jeans today; the way his bulge naturally poked out a little too much to go unnoticed by you. you just wanted to palm him through his jeans, see that fucked out half-open smile when he's falling apart under your touch.

you replayed scenarios in your head, imagining all of the dirty things you would've done to him when you two sat on the couch earlier playing charades instead of fucking, which you so needed right now. nonetheless, you still had tons of fun with him earlier, you were just horny as hell right now lol.

you rubbed your thighs together at the dirty thoughts replaying in your mind as beomgyu lay "sound asleep" next to you, not knowing that his eyes had fluttered open moments ago from your sudden squirming. he had fallen asleep a while ago, lulled by your warmth and the whir of soft thunder and rain at your window, but here you were wide awake.

he turned around from being little spoon, suddenly facing you with slightly tired eyes, lips puffy from sleep, heavy head propped on his sandwiched hands. you just wanted to crash your lips to his, press your body so tightly to his and tangle all of your limbs together. but you feared maybe he wasn't in the mood and you didn't want to wake him any further.

but oh hell, did beomgyu know that horny look on your face; the way your eyes slightly narrowed with unholy thoughts behind them, subtle flush on your cheeks, body warm and threatening to break out in a sweat.

if it wasn't for your squirming, beomgyu would probably still wake up because of how hot your body temperature was, practically screaming out for some sexual attention.

oh yes, he noticed all of these things about your current state but he remained innocent, acting like he had but a clue in the world to what you were experiencing. just staring at you with tired puppy eyes barely visible in the warm glow of your night light.

"what's wrong baby?" he cooed in his deep, sleepy voice, not intending to turn you on the amount that it did. your legs were shut so tight, slick wetness beginning to seep past your panties and onto your thighs. oh was beomgyu in for a wet surprise.

"i-" you struggled to find the right words to say without saying what you really wanted to say; fuck me right now beomgyu, i need you inside me at this instant!

instead you searched his eyes with a half open mouth, the words caught in your throat and having to clear it a couple times. noticing your struggle to admit your horniness, beomgyu began trailing his fingers up your thigh, feather soft, making it even harder to speak out.

"it's okay baby, just say it. say whatever you want to say," his pinky finger began lightly prodding at your hot and throbbing clit through the wet fabric, stifling a moan as he ever so slowly slipped his pinky past the elastic of your underwear.

"you looked so good today beomgyu. so fucking- hah," you were halted when he pressed his pinky to your absolutely drenched core, circling around your entrance without any added pressure.

"continue on my love, i'm interested," he was beginning to tease you, slowly inserting the tip of his pinky into you as you tried to form coherent sentences, already fucked out by his pinky. barely his pinky.

"i've just...been thinking about being stuffed with your cock all night and i thought i could make it through the night but i can't- i just can't gyu," you moaned out his name at the end, as he had slipped a hand under your (really his) baggy shirt and began circling your nipple with his cold fingertip until it was perky, pelting your entire body with chills.

"you need me to stuff you full of my cock? you could've just said that earlier baby," his deep voice trickled into your ear as he pressed a light kiss to your jaw in the dark, his entire hand already drenched by your juices as he hadn't even done much down there except prod at your clit and slightly finger you with one pinky. you nodded furiously.

"i can do that. i can do double that," he kissed your jaw again, reaching over you and into the drawer of the bedside table to pull out the pink vibrator you both kept there to use during frisky times like these.

he sensed just how badly you needed to be fucked, practically wetting the bed with your arousal and exuding feverish amounts of body heat with how horny you were. he'd be sure to give you the night you needed. give you everything he had in him; even bringing in the help of a toy, turning you on so much you nearly felt dizzy. beomgyu to the rescue!

and so he started out slow, leaning on his elbow next to you as he peeled back the sheets over your bottom half, rubbing the vibrator that had yet to be turned on over your underwear, making you whine out.

but you enjoyed the anticipation, moaning against his lips as you passionately made out. desperately tugging on the fabric of his plain black shirt. he got the memo and slid it off, running your hands down his warm, delicious skin, desiring to press your soon to be naked body to his so badly.

the pace of your make out was quickened as you sat up and he followed, pulling your night shirt off and abandoning it to the side, savoring your hot skin with his hands as he smoothed them over your chest, back, and waist.

you held his face as you kissed him, becoming rougher as you wrapped your arms around his neck, sucking at his plump lips. fuck- he was so delicious you just couldn't think straight, head buzzing with euphoria as you pressed your bare chest to his and felt the warmth seep from his skin, nipples perky against him.

you sat onto your knees with your ass in the air to help him slide your panties off, not noticing the strings of wetness clinging to the wet fabric in the dark, but then you immediately felt the cold air hit your wet thighs, making you aware of just how drenched you were.

"how are you this fucking wet? i love it," he nearly moaned against your neck as you leaned over him, collecting some of your juices with two fingers and placing them into his mouth, quickly crashing his lips back onto yours with sloppy tongue so that you could taste yourself on his lips.

"don't you taste so good?" he pulled away, gazing up at you starry eyed as you bit your lip and smiled, seeing his white teeth slightly peek through his lips in the dim light.

you were on all fours leaning over him, ass still in the air and he took advantage of this by sitting up on his knees, hand firm on your back to keep you in this position.

he turned the vibrator on but took his time nearing it to where you needed it most, watching you writhe as he placed it onto your leg, ass cheek, everywhere BUT your soaked and neglected pussy. you were on the brink of frustration, moaning and clenching around nothing desperately to notify beomgyu of how needy you were.

he was enjoying this; lip between his teeth, conscious of the throb in his dick as it lay flush against his stomach under his plaid pajama pants. he also couldn't wait to fuck you, but he wanted to treat you to as many orgasms as he could before it was his turn to stuff you with his cock as he had promised.

finally, the vibrator reached your clit as he held it between your legs from behind, your back arching as you let out a loud moan, head thrown back and hair messy over your face. it felt so good, especially the feeling of beomgyu's attentive eyes on you, controlling the speed and placement of the toy against your desperate clit.

wetness dribbled down your thigh, serving as beomgyu's cue to lick it up and savor more of your taste because he loved it, situating himself behind you and starting to lick up your thighs. you grew louder as he began to eat you out from the back, still holding the vibrator to your clit as he fucked you with his tongue, cursing at the sheer pleasure.

he too began to moan at how hot this was; you on all fours, ass in his face as he ate you out while double stimulating you, now triple stimulating you as his moans also vibrated against your entrance and had you nearly screaming.

you cried out incoherent sentences as he sucked the juices from your entrance, eyes rolling back as you were so close to snapping. you yelped when he turned the vibrator speed up a notch higher, right up against your swollen clit as you came hard, clenching around nothing but his tongue that was there to catch your juices as you rode it through your waves of pleasure.

so not to overstimulate you, he pulled the vibrator away from your wet folds and over to your nipples, perking up at the vibration over them.

you hung your head, nearly falling over from the instant fatigue after coming so hard. but he kept you there with a firm hand on your hip, kissing and licking your skin like it was an ice cream; tongue trailing all around your thighs, ass, and back, licking a long stripe to your ear as he gently nibbled on it and sent chills darting up your spine in small waves.

he rolled the vibrator off to the side, quickly sliding himself under you and helping you to straddle him, to which you immediately began messily undoing the strings of his pajama pants.

he lifted his hips and slid his fuzzy pants down along with his boxers, stained heavily with precum as he had grown painfully hard at the sight and sounds of you so needy for him.

the two of you were beautifully bare now, and you lowered your hips down to his, sitting on the underside of his warm, throbbing and rock hard dick, causing both of you to breathlessly moan out when you began to grind on it, whimpering when the rim of his tip perfectly massaged your aching clit.

slick sounds filled the room and you picked up the pace with the guidance of his firm grasp on your hips, already feeling the urge to come again just by the sensation of his warm cock sliding through your puffy folds perfectly.

"wait baby," he slowed your back and forth movements on his dick and looked up at you with his beautiful brown, doe eyes; both love and lust shining in their depths.

"come on my face?" he tilted his head slightly and you could just melt on sight. he was just too perfect and cute for this world, asking you for something so nasty, but sounding like the best idea in the world.

you smirked and leaned down to kiss him, his soft hand coming up to cup your cheek, tongue entering your mouth as it quickly got heated and his dick was prodding at your entrance. as badly as you just wanted to slide him inside of you, he made you wait for it which made it even better, like the cherry on top of all the foreplay.

using his hands to guide your hips, he groped at the plush of your ass, tracing little soothing circles over the red skin after squeezing it so hard. you crawled on your knees to position yourself over his pretty face, knees sinking into the pillows on either side of his dark head of hair.

he looked up at you like you were the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen, using his thumbs to spread your wet folds open as he licked his lips at the delicious sight, a low rumble in his throat as he groaned, hungry for you.

sitting down on his face with the guidance of his hands on your hips, he began to go at it; licking and sucking and slurping and making out with your lower lips, throwing your head back with a loud moan with how fantastic he was. sliding his fingers up and down your waist, pinching at your nipples to add to the pleasure.

while he was busy eating you out like you were the best meal he's ever had, you reached over to grab the vibrator, turning it on the lowest setting and reaching behind you to run it up the length of his cock, leaving it on his tip and he moaned into your folds.

he wasn't expecting to be teased back but to say he enjoyed it was an understatement. he fucking loved the sensation against his throbbing head mixed with your taste all over his mouth. and you loved it too, tongue stuffed so deep into you that you could feel his moans vibrate into you, lightly grinding your hips against his tongue to fuck yourself with it.

it wasn't long before you were completely riding his face, both fucked out of your minds as he mumbled incoherent words against your slick folds, lapping and flicking his tongue across your clit messily as he held it firm for you to use like a toy, so so close to unraveling all over him.

"how are you so fucking good beomgyu?" you moaned out, and you were sure the neighbors would probably know his name by now. the sound of you moaning his name like that, praising him and all, had him thrusting his hips up and into the vibrations on his tip, on the verge of exploding all over his own tummy.

all he could do was moan out, looking up at you with pleasure filled eyes, furrowed eyebrows as you rode his face, fingers interlaced with yours and palming your ass together as you felt your core reach its all time high, tightening around his tongue stuffed deep into you, coming all over his face as he sucked and lapped up your juices; the sounds of your lewd moans and whimpers having him drizzling warm cum all over and making a mess of his tummy and spilling over onto the sheets.

catching your breath and crawling in front of his thighs, you used your fingers to scoop up his cum, sucking your fingers clean of the slightly salty liquid, leaving him infatuated; eyes glued to you as he propped himself up on his elbows.

you licked his lower abdomen up completely, cum decorating your lips as you ran your tongue around to savor every last drop, his heart pounding at how hot you looked doing so. his body was about as hot as yours now, jaw slack as he stared at you in awe as you sucked your finger suggestively, intense eyes on his.

"you're so hot." he breathlessly mumbled, wetting his lips with the dart of his tongue over his open mouth, sweat beading at his forehead and daring to drip down onto his flushed, glimmering face. what a beautiful sight it was from your angle.

"says you," you still had your wits about you even after being drunk off of him, both looking at each other fucked out as ever.

he couldn't contain the sudden urge to manhandle you, suddenly sitting up and crashing his lips to yours as he secured an arm around your waist and hips, quickly flipping you over onto the bed so that you lay under him, pinning your hands down and above your head and interlacing them with his.

butterflies darted down your spine and into your stomach at his sudden assertion of dominance, melting against his warm body; willing to do anything and everything for this boy.

his sweet scent wafted into your nose and you felt right at home; arching your back up and into him to be as physically close to him as humanly possible.

"you wanna be stuffed with my cock hm?" he nudged your jaw with his nose and you could feel his smirk on your skin; moving your head aside to give him the access of your neck, blowing cool air into your ear and shivering as it traveled down your steaming skin. he just knew all the right things to do to have you so overcome with such hot arousal.

and holy shit, the way his voice turned you on was a whole other story; whimpering and squirming under his body and wrapping your arms and legs all around him. it simply melted you like honey, seeping into your brain and had blood rushing directly to your clit. so breathy and deep and amazing. and hearing his moans in your ear? you just couldn't wait to hear him moaning all loud like he always does when he's fucking you good.

"please gyu," you nodded, hair staticky against the pillow as your locks fanned out all over it. leaning down, he took your cute tits into his mouth, drunk on the way he swirled his tongue around each bud, subtly rutting his hips against yours; cock flush against your folds and threatening to slip inside at any moment.

he tapped his tip against your clit, releasing a mewl from your lips. you really thought he was going to fuck you in this position, but you thought wrong. suddenly, he picked you up and flipped you over again so that you lay on your stomach, hand firm on your lower back to keep you there.

he watched you for a moment from his vantage point, the way your pretty side profile was visible as you lay your head on the pillow, attractive back that just called his chest to lay flush to it, cute ass in full display as you slightly wiggled it in anticipation.

he palmed your plush cheeks with both of his warm hands, kneading the skin deliciously and sliding them up your back. pressing them by your sides as he lowered himself down, warm chest pressed to your back, lips right next to your ear now as his warm breath spilled into the shell.

he hooks your left leg so that the back of your knee is held with his the bend of his elbow, chin resting on your shoulder with gentle kisses to your skin. the moment you've been waiting for arrives; he takes his cock and circles the tip around your slippery entrance before sliding it into you so slowly, stretching you out deliciously.

you moan loudly into the pillow, ass pressing into his stomach as he's all the way in, so deep inside of you that you can feel the weight of his balls on your clit, walls clenching him so tightly; causing him to twitch and whimper into your ear. you bury your hot face into the cold pillow, heart racing at the sound of his sexy moans and whimpers melting into your brain.

he thrusts are deep and slow until he starts slightly picking up his pace into a rhythmic pattern, rolling his hips against the plush of your butt as the subtle sound of slapping skin and both of your moans fill the room in harmony.

"this what you needed baby?" he coos against your ear out of breath, voice sweet and fanning across your skin.

"yes beomgyu oh- fuck yes," you moan out repeatedly, so dumb on his cock that you could hardly form a coherent sentence. he has an idea that will get you even more fucked out, reaching over to grab the vibrator, placing it against your swollen clit, leg still hooked in his arm and lifted at the perfect angle.

your legs begin to shake as he simultaneously ruts his perfect dick into you, hitting your g-spot as he also satisfies your clit with the delicious buzz. you can't stop moaning his name; wanting to moan his name indefinitely because of how it rolls off your tongue just perfectly.

his brown hair is messy over his sweaty forehead as you turn to look at him; his mouth half open, lips glossy and half lidded eyes, absolutely pussy drunk.

he looks so fucking hot, so perfect and sexy that you don't think twice before pulling his neck to you with your free hand, sucking his lips into a hot make out, strings of saliva connecting you when you come up for a breath.

it's not long before sweat is dripping down his neck and down onto your back, slapping sounds against your ass and high-pitched moans loud enough to be heard well outside of the room.

he turns the vibrator up one more notch, eyes rolling back in your head as you feel overtaken with everything he's giving you, his moans growing louder as he can feel the vibrations through your walls and onto his cock.

"your pussy's so perfect baby. you're so perfect and you're all mine hah-," he deeply chuckles into your neck, sucking marks onto the skin, biting your shoulder gently but sure to leave a mark when he realizes just how close he is.

cursing against your back he holds your hip in place, judging by how loud and shaky you're growing, you'll come at any moment as well. his grip on you is sure to leave bruises in the shape of his fingertips, marking you his.

nothing but i'm so close with spews of filthy words and each other's names exiting one another's mouths fill the room. his tip kissing the deepest part of you with every single thrust.

"cum all over me gyu, decorate me in your cum," you moan out as you feel him violently twitch inside you, that being the last straw before you're gripping the sheets so hard you could rip them, vigorously fluttering and clenching around his cock as you orgasm, entire body shaking.

"yeah? i can do that, watch me." he moans out of breath as he turns your chin to watch him; giving you two final thrusts before he pulls out, releasing so much cum all over your ass and back, its warmth inviting chills to the surface of your skin.

his head is thrown back, mouth open and adam's apple bobbing up and down as he moans your name mixed with profanities and other incoherent words. a sheen of sweat covers his entire body that's on full display for you, stomach tensing as he finishes releasing onto you. your insides continue to flutter, cheeks flushed from both sweat and because of how sexy he is, simply not able to take it anymore.

you collapse onto the bed and he follows right on top of you, making a mess of his own seed on himself, smearing between your back and his chest, not giving a shit about it with how fucked out you both were.

you thought you might be done, but you were only getting started.

it's three hours later and the two of you have been fucking all night, going as many more rounds as you could both muster. him on top of you, you on top of him, sideways, legs over his shoulders and nearly behind your head, legs pressed to your chest, hands above your head, hands tangled in his hair.

soft, hard, intimate, catching one another's moans in your mouths, lips puffy and red by now with nonstop making out.

and by the time you collapsed on top of him with your nth orgasm, the birds were chirping outside as the sun slowly began peeking it's bright eye through the blinds, casting warmth onto your skin and onto the now disheveled and sticky sheets.

panting and absolutely out of it, a few final i love you's were all you could physically say before you were fast asleep, sprawled out on top of him as he lay with his eyes nearly closed, tucking your hair away before placing a gentle kiss to your damp forehead.

you knew you could always count on your gyu to satisfy your horniness; on top of all the other ways in which he satisfied you. you were smiling in your sleep as the sun bathed you, his eyes soon fluttering shut.

let's hope you can walk tomorrow... was all he whispered into the damp air with a soft chuckle before falling asleep, chin resting on the crown of your head <3

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a/n: if you made it this far, tysm for reading! i got this idea so late at night like... late-night gyu hours omg. nonetheless, i hope you enjoyed! :))

[ohmygraves]

some more period related stuff cuz i hate bleeding and being born with a uterus

inspired by this piece by @dmitriene !

okay, so say that the reader is someone who grew up in a "traditional" household. being taught that period is an "embarrassing" thing, that you clean up after your own mess, even if you're feeling like your body is being torn into two pieces. even if the job takes two person to do.

it took a while for you to get out of that kind of family dynamics, and now that you're together with simon (either married or dating) you understand that maybe your period doesn't have to be something that's so shameful.

one day you bled through your pads or whatever period products you use, the blood leaked everywhere. On the shorts you wear to bed, the new satin sheets you just bought, the thick comforter on the bed, simon's... oh god you even bleed on him.

of course, you panicked. one because now you had to somehow clean everything yourself and then get back to bed to get some rest before the sun goes up, and that you had to wrangle those pants and sheets from simon so you could clean them properly. this was your nightmare and you're not sure if you could even deal with everything.

you were about to cry and pass out from the sheer overwhelming feeling before simon wakes up, seeing the blood on the bed and on him and on you and he just let out a sigh before pulling you to the bathroom, giving you a pat on the back and kisses your forehead to calm you down.

"y're bleedin' onto the floor, sweetheart... c'mere..." he whispered, didn't expect you to start crying instead after he said that. oh god, i have to mop the floor too, you thought.

"what're you crying for, love? it's okay. i'll handle the mess."

you tried to form words, but all that came out were sobby mess. "b-but... 's blood... dirty..."

if he could roll his eyes further he could've seen the inside of his head.

"love, really? you think i'm bothered by a little bit of blood?" he let out a sigh. "do you remember what i do everyday?"

"it's different!"

"'s not. blood's blood," he sighed, "take off your pants."

you didn't want to make him more angry, so you obliged, letting him throw the stained clothes away. he took off his own stained pants, grabbing a clean one for himself before telling you that you should probably shower and get yourself settled down, he'll be outside cleaning everything off the bed. you reluctantly agreed, you felt really gross anyway and shower might help.

when you're done, he prepared you some new pads, clean set of clothes, the dirty clothes you wore earlier were now gone. the bed is cleaned, though missing the comforter and the sheets have been replaced. the blood on the floor is also clean, he must've mopped the floor while you were inside.

"how's my love doin'? better, i hope?" he came up behind you and hugged you. "threw everything into the washer, everything's sorted."

"simon, i have to handwash them..."

"do you want to handwash the comforter too? be my guest, then."

you sighed, hand washing the comforter would've been absolute hell.

"just come back to bed, love... everything's clean."

"bed's stained, right?"

"'s all good, i flipped it over."

good enough.

you laid back down with simon, the clean sheets feel nice on your skin. it seems like he got another blanket, though not as thick as your usual comforter, still better than nothing. hopefully the stain on the comforter will be gone by tomorrow.

"sorry that i woke you up..."

"just go to bed, love. 's late." simon grumbled, pulling you into a hug. seems like he's not used to the thinner blanket too, seeing how he's snuggling into you closer. it is quite cold without it, the two of you just got used to the thick comforter.

"okay," you closed your eyes, feeling better. "i love you, simon."

simon only grumbled in response, his face already buried in the crook of your neck.

you hoped that there won't be anymore leakage later.

[lihhelsing]

Frat Boy - Part II

Part 1

The day of the incident was nothing if not a regular fucking day. Eddie didn't know if that was for the better or worse. 

After it happened, he kept wondering if he would've done things differently. If it would've made a difference if he had. 

In the end, he doesn't think it would've changed anything. 

Because ever since Eddie laid eyes on Steve, with his dumb backward cap with the college logo and his too-tight shirts that left little to the imagination, he knew he would do anything for him. 

And yeah, it didn't even matter the amount of shit his friends gave him because he was hooking up with the Delta Chi president. They didn't even know the worst of it all. Eddie was fucking falling for Steve so fast it made him dizzy. 

But that was something he kept close to his chest. Didn't want anyone else to know about it, even if he was pretty positive Steve already knew, from the way Eddie kissed him. 

Like he needed him to breathe. 

So when Steve casually asked Eddie if he would like to go with him to his family's vacation house during Spring Break, Eddie didn't even blink before saying yes. 

Didn't even think about what that would entail. And obviously, it entailed a lot of things. As president, Steve had a lot of commitments with his fraternity, even during Spring Break. 

The thing that made everything worth it, though, was that despite the full agenda during the day, Steve was all his during the night. And since they were alone in the Harrington's huge mansion, Steve could be as loud as he wished as Eddie fucked him into the mattress. 

So really, Eddie had no complaints. He would chill at the house while Steve was out and about doing God knows what and he would jump his bones as soon as Steve was back, their clothes usually discarded in the living room with their rush to get naked together. 

And Steve just made the prettiest, most delicious sounds Eddie had ever heard. He moaned Eddie's name like a fucking prayer and it got him every single time. Steve clung to him, nails leaving red marks on his back as Eddie pushed inside him and drove him to the edge. 

Steve wasn't a fan of being quiet, but when they were at the Delta Chi house he was a little more courteous towards the others. That didn't mean Eddie didn't try his best to make him lose it, just for the fun of it. 

On the day of the incident, Steve was particularly insatiable. Eddie had already fucked him in the kitchen earlier and they had climbed the stairs and were chilling on the bed together when Steve started to get horny again. 

Eddie honestly loved it when he got like this. He thought it was probably because their little vacation was coming to an end and soon they would be back to the reality of quiet fucking at the Delta Chi house. 

Steve started to rub himself on Eddie's side and it didn't take long for both of them to be completely hard. But differently from what had happened in the kitchen, this time felt more… Soft, somehow. 

Eddie had started to notice how Steve liked when he was soft. He would fuck Steve looking into his eyes, whispering sweet praises in his ear as Steve came undone under him. It was probably one of his favorite ways to do it, and something he kept only for Steve. 

Eddie had never fucked someone else like that. 

Even if Steve didn't know that and even if Eddie was totally aware that the L-word should be kept far away from his… situation-ship with Steve, he still indulged in it, because they both liked it. 

So Eddie was buried inside Steve, completely bottomed out. Steve had his eyes locked on his, and he was letting out little huffs that told Eddie he was getting close. In the morning, they would come back to the campus. But tonight, Eddie would make sure Steve was coming as many times as possible, always with Eddie's name on his lips. 

He pulled out and pushed in again and watched as Steve shut his eyes and came all over his stomach, his dick trapped between their bodies in the way Eddie knew he loved. 

Eddie knew he was close, so he kept going, knowing Steve also loved the oversensitivity as he came down from his orgasm. He was so close his stomach was all tight. And then the fucking door swung open. 

Eddie jumped, his brain unable to form a coherent thought. He was scrambling away from Steve out of pure reflex and he watched as Steve's expression went from surprised to angry in a matter of seconds. 

"What the fuck is this?" said a voice from the door. Steve's eyes were about to bore a hole into the man standing there. 

"I could say the same thing," Steve spat. Eddie could see he was shaking. 

"I should've known there was a reason why you were so interested in your responsibilities all of a sudden. It was just a plot to try and distract me from this."

The man crossed his arms, completely unbothered that he was interrupting something. 

Steve got up and threw the sheets over Eddie and he was fast to cover himself with them. But he stood there, looking at the man with a bored expression. 

"Is there something you want? We were in the middle of something," Steve said and Eddie watched the man roll his eyes. 

"We'll be having words about this when you're back home. You're not getting off the hook that easily, Steven."

Eddie flinched with the harshness of the words and the fact that whoever this was, it was using Steve's whole name. But Steve stood there, unbothered. 

It was like they were fighting a silent battle to see who would fold first. The man let out a long sigh before retreating from the door, leaving it open. 

Steve huffed out in annoyance before walking and shutting the door loudly as if trying to make a point. When he looked back at Eddie, he could see there were some cracks in his expression. 

"What… Was that?" Eddie asked when he thought his voice wouldn't shake too much. That was probably one of the scariest and most embarrassing things he had ever gone through. 

Steve crossed his arms, still naked, and shook his head. "It was just my father."

Eddie hoped the ground would open and swallow him whole. 

[ethereange]

"why are you here?"

"to see a friend."

back resting on the tree trunk, you eyed the man standing before you, a small pit of anger beginning to swirl in your gut. the august breeze swayed his dark locks, cast in the golden rays of the sun. under normal circumstances, you would've been happy to see him- charmed, even. he no longer looked the same. it was a bittersweet taste, to see him healthier, brighter, but for the wrong reasons.

"new hairstyle?" you remarked.

suguru chuckled, "i felt like it needed a change."

"i guess you felt that way about a lot of things." a sigh.

you flipped open your phone, dialing in a number, and it began to ring.

"there's no need to call anyone over, i was going to head to shoko after this," he spoke, leaning down to sit on the grass across from you.

after this, because he had come out of his way to meet you. as a friend.

a muffled voice called out from your device, "hello?"

"oh, satoru. he's here, but... he'll go to shoko, in shinjuku. she'll probably call you too."

"what, where ar-" you shut your phone, stowing it back in your pocket.

suguru rested his chin on his hand, casual, observing you. he's always liked doing this, just watching you as you do anything. it could get problematic, really.

"is there anything you want to say?" you asked. you knew if you took too long, satoru would come to you, and you didn't want to stick around for that. precisely why you and shoko were lookouts to hand him over to the strongest.

he hummed, smiling like it was an average summer day. "you've heard all i've done, then?"

you grimaced, "yes, unfortunately. i..." you trailed off. clearing your throat, you repeated your earlier question, "why are you here?"

"you know, i thought you would be more mad. just a little," he dodged your query, again.

you scoffed. "were you hoping for something here? from your friend?" you tried to steel your face as you crossed your arms, but the sound of rhythmic shuffling from the grass under your tapping foot said it all to him.

he could read you like an open book. it didn't matter what would happen, what would change, because he would always be able to tell with you.

"well, i'd be lying if i said i wasn't," he admitted. "i hoped that you hadn't heard anything yet, but i knew that was unlikely."

"what, so you could preach to me your ideals?"

"maybe. but i knew that it would be a stretch for you to believe in anything. especially you."

you narrowed your eyes. "what's that supposed to mean?"

"you know what it means. you're so... you. you're human," he explained.

and you're not? you wanted to say. but he kept going.

"i know you threw yourself into mission after mission after we.. failed. you left, satoru became the strongest, and i found my own path," he continued, "but i know that there is nothing you can say to turn me away from it, just as much as i can do nothing to take you with me."

the chirping of a couple of birds, the crunch of street gravel as cars passed over, the rustle of branches in the wind filled the gap of silence as you sat in the shade, him in the sun.

"suguru, you are human."

his gaze locked with yours. the same, sharpest eyes that held the softest smile you've ever known.

"i know you are undoubtedly human because i've seen it. when you knew satoru held his infinity for days on end in okinawa. when you carry a lighter for shoko even though you don't smoke. when you-" swallowing thickly at the sensation of tears pricking the corners of your eyes, "when you would buy haibara a drink from the vending machine after his mission."

he closed his eyes for a moment, a second too long.

"and all those moments, and so much more. you know, i really lo-" you paused, "i really liked those times, with you."

and he smiled, again. the same stupid smile that could melt away your tears, the same one that could start them all over again.

and you couldn't hear the city ambience anymore. just the sound of the beating of two hearts that longed to be together, but are forced to remain on their own. never parting because they never got close enough to join in the first place.

" ..in another life, i would really just like to be human again, with you."

[felinetteagain]

«There is no use whatever trying to help people who do not help themselves»

The most ridiculous request for help.

If I put aside all my suspicions about Felix's insidious plan to use his relationship with Kagami to achieve his own interests (I wrote about this earlier) and just believe in his sincere love for Kagami, I still don’t understand why he needed Ladybug’s help. Let’s look into the details.

Probably each of you noticed that Felix is ​​the person who always achieves his goal, no matter what the method, whether it is deception or betrayal. If he wants something, there is no stopping him.

When Felix had a goal to get the miraculous peacock, he was not afraid to oppose Gabriel, knowing about his abilities and strength (at that time, Gabriel owned the miraculous peacock and butterfly).

(Ep.426)

Gabriel: What do you want, Félix?

Flairmidable: I want the real Peacock Miraculous. And you’re going to give it to me.

Gabriel: I don't know what you're talking about.

But Gabriel refused to recognize himself as the Monarch until Felix threatened Gabriel that he would tell Adrien the secret of his father. And also offered him a deal to exchange miraculous. Felix knew that Gabriel was obsessed with power and would agree to his terms. In the end, the deal was made.

Felix gives Adrien's ring with amok and the remaining miracles from the box, Felix receives the miracle peacock.

(Ep.426)

Gabriel: How do I know that you won't use the Peacock Miraculous against us?

Flairmidable: If I wanted to harm you, uncle, I would've done it a long time ago.

Later, Felix breaks his word to Gabriel and destroys Gabriel at the first opportunity. Thus freeing Adrien from his father's control.

Since the plan for destruction had to be canceled because of one polka-dot lady, Felix no longer pursues the idea of ​​​​freeing his cousin from his father's control. Why? I would like to know.

Because if you believe Felix's feelings, his next goal was a relationship with Kagami, or rather the opportunity to openly love each other. But here's the problem, the newly-minted "Romeo and Juliet" are not allowed to do this by Kagami's mother and evil Uncle Gabriel.

And poor Felix is ​​at a loss what to do now? And nothing else comes to mind except asking for help from the one to whom he caused a lot of harm. But the most important question? How will Ladybug help them freely love each other?

Kill Kagami's mother and Uncle Gabriel? 😱

After all, this is the only way to gain freedom and be together for our lovers.

But I don't think they are that cruel. Their goal was to defeat the Monarch.

Let's imagine this great victory of Ladybug that didn't end with anyone dying. Gabriel is alive, Tsurugi's mother is also in perfect health. Would Gabriel and Tsurugi's mother allow Felix and Kagami to have a relationship? Nonsense! Of course not!

They would also continue to follow their agreements, their children Adrien and Kagami must be together. These are the terms of the contract.

It's silly to say that Monarch's powers are an obstacle in their relationship, because we see how Kagami, with the original ring and without the akumatized villains, continues to obey her mother's orders and can only meet Felix in secret from her.

(Ep. 519)

Felix: The rules of your family no longer have to be created by your ancestors. From now on, they're yours to make.

I would also like to point out that no one cared about Adrien's freedom. Felix and Kagami were not worried about Adrien continuing to obey his father if it weren't for his sudden death. Since Graham de Vanily’s rings would have remained with Gabriel anyway, since these rings are engagement rings and also a family heirloom.

So was it worth asking Ladybug for help, because Felix and Kagami's happiness does not depend on her help. And if Felix was really worried about his relationship with Kagami, wouldn't he have found his own solution to this problem, without resorting to someone else's useless help and, most importantly, without divulging his personal secret to a stranger, on which his life depends.

After all, he always solved his problems himself, risking his own life, and thanks to his intelligence and abilities, he achieved his goals. What prevented him from threatening Gabriel with the same thing, that he would tell the truth about him to Adrien and the whole world if Gabriel did not leave their relationship alone? But no! For some reason, Felix needed a frank conversation with Marinette (Ladybug) and her "help", even if it was useless for his relationship with Kagami.

[jellieland]

The land around spawn is destroyed. Torn to shreds, full of holes. It's like a warzone.

Martyn leans up against the rocks by the side of the Secret Keeper. It, of course, is pristine. Completely untouched. Unharmed.

Something about that makes him really angry.

He glares up at the massive pillar Joel had jumped off a few weeks ago. Behind it, the sky is bright and clear.

Last week, as Jimmy climbed up it, Martyn had shouted after him. Fly, canary, fly.

Usually he might repeat that to himself, at this point. Laugh wryly, gaze off into the distance dramatically. Maybe make some comment about how letting the canary go free didn't actually keep it safe.

Not this time, though.

He won't laugh about it this time, because everyone else already did.

If he thinks about that, it feels like something is burning in his chest, so he keeps thinking about it.

He's the only red left, after all. He has to really give it everything he's got.

He'll tear them to shreds.

There isn't the same red bloodlust, this time, but he can make his own.

They all banded together. Roped in Jimmy, roped in Mumbo. Slayed the monsters, and congratulated themselves on a job well done, and left Martyn completely alone.

Jimmy had already betrayed him. Tried to punch him into lava. They hadn't really had the chance to resolve that, before he was gone.

It had honestly really stung, which was ridiculous and hypocritical given what he did to Scott last time, but he can't help it, no matter how hard he tries. No matter how much he tells himself that he, of all people, really had no right to feel betrayed.

It's so frustrating when he gets attached. It just makes things so much harder.

"You'd think I would've learned by now," he says, bitter. He looks away from the Secret Keeper, across the torn up ground. "You really would."

Maybe he had just been feeling sentimental, today, for some stupid reason. He'd even thought Tango sounded like—well, it's embarrassing to admit this even to himself, so he won't. Tango, of all people! The guy hates him!

But he'll show them.

He's not sure what, exactly, he'll show them, but he will. He'll make them hurt. He'll make them bleed. No honeyed words, this time.

He'd looted Lizzie's house, earlier, before he'd known quite how this was all going to end up.

He still would have if he'd known, of course—it's not like she was using it. Maybe he would have taken more, actually.

It's better not to think about how she died falling through the void, because when he does he starts to remember what that felt like, and he starts to feel cold, and that's the opposite of what he needs, now.

Mumbo had gone off the rails a bit. He does always seem to do that, when he hits red.

Martyn had still given him the TNT he needed, though, of course.

Mumbo had barely got to do anything. He'd had so little time.

It makes him so, so angry.

"I'm going to kill them," he growls, still staring out and away from the Secret Keeper. "I'm going to kill them. They were so proud of themselves."

He clenches his hands into fists.

He should, probably, be marching back home, planning and gather resources and seething in the shadows.

Looking out over this battlefield is good, though.

It's making him feel how he wants to be feeling.

It would be just wonderful if he could find a way to justify saying here forever, but unfortunately that's beyond even his skill at bending the truth into knots.

He is, unfortunately, going to have to go back to the house, eventually.

The house that Jimmy built, with Jimmy's stuff all along one wall, and the chests they'd been using to measure how many tasks they'd each completed.

He glares straight ahead as the thought crosses his mind.

It's always easier being angry. It's always so, so much easier, being angry.

So he'll keep being angry until he is dead. He'll do what he always does, and scream in the face of sorrow.

Hopefully he'll take a few people down with him.

[skeletoninthemelonland]

It's never too late for improvement! I love both Hunter and Beatrix, but personally I think Beatrix is my favourite.

She is such a deep character: the details you gave us about her backstory, her character and how she grew as one are just absolutely wonderful and so well done.

The fact that I love about her it's probably her saddest one: that she was given a mind and a body against her will and had to forcefully live like that. I'd really like to see more about her earlier days where she struggled more because of that. Not because I like to see her suffer ofc HAHAHAHAH But because I think that would be very interesting to see how she grew from that to the B2 we all know and love now :) (and because that gives me more than one reason to hug her and caress her head UEUEUEUE)

I'd also really love to see more about her and Val! God, those draws of them are stuck in my mind, I love duos like them GNFJFNFJDBF

About her and Hunter- GAAAH LLEEEHHFBFJDNFIEJ I love them and I'd really want them to be together, but maybe it's better in another universe where he hasn't done all that stuff :'') (I was too late to vote on the poll that said to forgive him or not, but I would've said no. Yeah I wouldn't hate him for the rest of my life because, as sad as it is it's the past so "it is what it is", but still I'd never forgive him for what he did)

But as I said, don't put yourself down like that. It's never too late to give us a new image of Beatrix and to give us more about her character and the rest of the story! I think that whatever you gave us until now is already so BBBBBBBEAUTIFUL, so I'm really curious about what you will give us in the future about that IDBFJSBFJSBHDE

But take your time and take care Starbs! 💖💖💖

Ahh i'm glad to hear about your point of view on Bee. Maybe I was overthinking a lot these past few days because I couldn't draw Fusionsprunt comics. Turns out I was basically forcing myself to make art for every bit of lore shared... I'll try my best not to do it again and simply post some bits of lore here and there.

There's honestly so much about being given a body and mind against your will, and it's not the first time these themes have been explored (IHNMAIMS for example, like you mentioned!). I was afraid B2's character was pushed aside because Hunter was getting more attention, despite the fact he is not the main character. It was upsetting at first, because I'm very attached to her. I'd like to give both of these two some time to shine. They have a lot of stories to tell (and many battles to fight).

Thank you for your ask! This made me feel a little bit more relieved.

[markantonys]

I came across a Twitter thread that said the set up for the docks when it comes to the Warder bond between Lan and Moiraine was handled much better in the books cause in the show they feel like the mechanics of the Warder bond was too vague/not explained well in the show that they weren't able to connect with Moiraine and Lan's emotional conflict in s2 because of it. And I am a bit confused cause honestly I don't think the books explain how the Warder bond works at all from what I remember. Just making a lot of wild claims about how everything about the books are better and how the show is fumbling when they haven't even read half the series yet (show first to book reader). Just this trend to shit talk every choice the show makes when you don't even know the full complete story is wild to me

haters: the show hasn't done enough to explain how the bond works

all the screentime across 2 seasons the show has dedicated to showing how the bond works which the haters kept complaining was a waste of time better spent on rand having swordfights:

like literally what do they want lmao some people will never be satisfied!

but the mention of the "mechanics" of the bond is interesting to me because i think we may be hitting upon 2 different types of viewers here: the minority of lore enthusiasts who need to understand every single detail about how things work or else they will be upset and lose immersion, and the majority of audiences who are content with a general understanding of how things work and don't get hung up on details, or will at most go "hmmm i'm not sure if this makes sense, but it's a cool story beat so i'm happy to shrug and move on".

the former category were going "but what weaves is moiraine doing now? did they actually unbond and now she's remaking it from scratch? i thought the bond was only masked? this is such a plothole, it doesn't make sense, i can't concentrate on anything else about the scene" during the 2x08 moiraine & lan beach scene, and the latter category were thinking "what a beautiful and emotionally satisfying moment of seeing them come back together!" and that's it. and probably similar for the rest of the season. if somebody felt unable to connect with the emotional aspects of that storyline, i would bet it's because they felt too unclear about the mechanics of the state of the bond and couldn't let go of that confusion enough to sink into the emotional aspects. (which is really more of a personal thing; my show-only mom was definitely keyed into the emotional aspects of this storyline and didn't get bothered about some mechanics being left vague. in fact, i think she would've just gotten confused if they'd tried to explain the mechanics in more detail djkfjg bless her.)

undeniably, the show does not explain magic mechanics in as much depth as the books do. but that is because it's banking on the very fair assumption that the majority of audiences don't need to have this level of detail in order to enjoy and understand the story (and may get more confused than they need to be if they ARE given this level of detail). i'll admit that s2 was a bit muddled on What Exactly Is Going On with moiraine and lan's bond, and i found myself a bit confused by the mechanics at times, but that never impeded my appreciation or understanding of the emotional aspects of the storyline because i'm someone who is happy to shrug and move on if the mechanics of how something is functioning in a fantasy story aren't making total sense to me.

also, moiraine & lan at the docks won't happen until the end of s3 and it's very very possible we might learn even more about bond mechanics earlier in s3 via elayne and birgitte (who will be good candidates for explaining some New Bond Basics that it wouldn't make sense for moiraine and lan to talk about since they've had theirs for 20 years), so like..........maybe they should just Watch And Find Out.

it's also very interesting that this is coming from someone in the show-to-book pipeline because i honestly would not be surprised if a lot of their base knowledge for how warder bonds works was absorbed..........from the show. and they just don't realize it. granted, if they started with new spring it might be different because i'm assuming new spring goes into a lot of depth about how warder bonds work (though i don't know for sure, i haven't read it). but if they only read EOTW-TFOH, they sure as shit are not gonna have gotten much info about bonds *from the books* because we barely spend any time with characters who are part of a bond during those books. we get, what, maybe a couple chapters total of moiraine or lan pov and then start diving into it a tiny bit more in TFOH with elayne and birgitte, but it's really not that much from what i can remember - and i can't remember very well, because i went into the books already having a very solid understanding of the concept of the bond thanks to all the work s1 put into showing it. i do not remember learning anything significant about the bond in the first 5 books that i didn't already know from s1.

it's also so strange to me in general to see people start with the show, then go to the books, and then start hating on the show because as a show-to-book pipeline person myself, all going to the books did was make me go "wow thank fuck for the show, it will fix X, it will fix Y, it's already fixed Z" basically constantly. it made me 10000x more grateful for and appreciative of the show and the way it's choosing to tell the story!

[the-badger-mole]

Hi,

Hope you are doing well. I saw some of your How I Met Your Mother posts, and that got me a little intrigued, because I watched that show and was stumped by its ending.

Anyways, I wanted to ask you, also inspired by YouTube videos of the show, do you think having that fixed endpoint was wrong? Because some of the videos make it seem that if the show was to end by season 2, then that made ending made sense, but extending it to nine seasons, it would have been better to change the ending. Also, one other thing I found is that even if Ted did show up outside Robin's house as the end, there is no chance of a happy ending there because they never really got those issues that caused them to break-up to be resolved at all. Just because Ted and Robin's respective goals are achieved does not mean the issues probably won't be there.

I would like your thoughts on this.

Having a fixed endpoint for a story is tricky. I'm not saying it should never be done, but up until the last season or 2 of HIMYM, the writing was so well done, so careful to remember plot threads and foreshadowings and running gags that it set up in earlier episodes. They wrote characters and relationships that felt real, and made the audience care, and yet, they couldn't pull off the ending they'd written almost a decade earlier.

I agree with the take that the ending they wrote could only have worked if the show ended in season 2. And it's their own fault. They did far too good a job showing why Ted and Robin didn't work. Then they did too good a job showing why Robin and Barney DID work. I started wanting to see the two of them end up together from the first season (although, I do maintain that Robin being single would've been a great ending for her, too). The one episode that I think should've clued the writers in that their endgame pair didn't work any more was "Baby Talk". Specifically the talk that Robin has with Ted, where he complains that she didn't make him feel needed during their relationship, and then her conversation with Barney where he tells her she didn't make him feel needed during their relationship, and that was awesome. The reason why Ted and Robin ultimately didn't work isn't just because they had a difference of opinion about having kids, or career plans. They were fundamentally incompatible personality-wise. That's not a failing on either of their parts, but it is irreconcilable. In the end of the show Ted has his kids and they're nearly grown, and Robin has been able to travel for her career, but their personalities haven't changed much. Ted still wants a fairytale ending, and Robin is still fiercely independent and doesn't need him (and btw, she isn't even that old. She'll probably still be traveling, which I doubt Ted will appreciate since it'll still mean either giving up his career and proximity to his kids who seem to still be in high school and will need support through college, or staying home and having a long distance relationship with a woman who is probably meeting a lot of interesting and interested people without him. His jealousy issues could NEVER).

Having a set ending can work. I've written fics where I knew exactly how I wanted them to end, so I know it can work. But i also know that sometimes the plot or the characters can develop in ways that make the ending no longer fit the story, and a writer has to be able to be flexible with that, even if it hurts that you don't get the ending you wanted originally. The creators of HIMYM wrote themselves into a box. When the ending didn't fit the story or the characters, they regressed everyone involved in order to make the story fit the ending, and the result was...bad.

[honey-decadence]

Who Would've Known?_____________________________________

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so this plot literally came to me in a dream last night although this really doesn't take place in any specific AU, it can be canon compliant if you squint, like some OP movie if you will Plot: they’re all essentially at a theme park and reader is a clueless goof who tries to play match maker and fails GN Reader x Robin CW: none, SFW, mentions of Luffy and the Strawhat fleet Word Count: 1,157

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The cool night air hit your sweaty face, and you embraced it; after a long day of walking, indulging in overpriced food, and hanging out with your closest friends, the breeze was much needed and appreciated. On top of everything you've done so far, there was just one more obstacle that stood in your way, one wrench that was thrown into your plans that really offset everything.

Robin, Jinbei, and you had been separated from the rest of the crew at some point, for about a few hours now. Normally, this wouldn't bother you if only it weren't for the fact that you were playing matchmaker; you probably wouldn't have been scrambling, scheming of ways to quickly rejoin the main group.

Earlier in the day, as the fleet met up at the park's entrance, Robin had mentioned finding someone in the extended group attractive. Luffy had invited others outside the usual circle of friends, so naturally, the big group started to disperse into smaller ones as the hours flew by. However, you did your best to try to have Robin and the person she found attractive ride as many attractions as they could together, all while not trying to make it obvious what you were doing.

What most likely happened was that Luffy and the few other adrenaline junkies in the group got impatient and ran off towards their next rush, leaving the group that was still on the ride behind and thus separating everyone, including the person who you tried to wingman for. The rest of the day was spent attempting to search for the group, but to no avail.

So now it was just you three waiting for the queue to move on, to hop onto one of the last few rides for the night before meeting up with the rest at the designated time and place. You sort of accepted that, at this point in time, there was probably no chance of you all regrouping before the end of the night and instead, chose to enjoy the rest of the night with Robin and Jinbei.

"What's wrong Y/N? You look pensive." Jinbei's voice grounded you back to the present moment, meeting both his and Robin's concerned eyes. You flashed a small smile.

"Oh I'm fine, I was just thinking about something."

"Like what?" the fishman responded.

"Ah… Nothing important." You immediately changed the subject, putting Robin in the spotlight to bring her into the conversation.

"So Robin!" your voice chirped. The woman almost had a twinkle in her eye as you got her attention. Was she waiting for a chance to jump in? "You scared of this roller coaster?"

The line began to progress slowly but steadily. She took this time to gather her thoughts as it seemed like she wanted to say something more, and as the line stopped once more, she spoke.

"No, I have you here. And Jinbei too." She quickly added. You and Jinbei exchanged quick glances at each other before he broke the silence.

"I thought you'd want to be with that one person? I forgot their name…" His face inquisitive as he thought out loud. He had only meant to bring up the topic as a way to tease Robin and nothing more. But of course, Robin being Robin, took the question literally.

"Ah. You mean them? I mean, they're good-looking, but I have no feelings for them." She inhaled and exhaled sharply before stating her next phrase. "Besides… there's someone else I'm interested in."

Jinbei, taking the initiative, dared to ask the next question that was on both of your guys minds.

"And who would that be?"

Robin then looked over at you, smiling in way that was hard to describe, her grin being a combination of genuine and mischievous, a mix of playfulness and honesty. She wet her lips as she uttered:

"It's exactly who you think it is".

That's when it suddenly dawned on you that the person she was referring to was you. In retrospect, you realized that today, she was always closest to you among the 20 or so people in the group. Robin was always the one to be seated next to you if she wasn't sitting with the person you assumed she was interested in, always grabbing your arm or holding onto your shoulder during the more intense rides. Robin was the one who complimented you whenever you picked out a silly hat in the gift shop. She was the one who bought you dinner, for god's sake. 

Your heart began to beat harder at this revelation. How did you miss all of that?

And yet despite all this, despite having a soft spot for Robin, you decided to try to pair her off with someone else anyways, maybe as a way to cope with what she had mentioned earlier in the day, you thought to yourself. Perhaps you wanted control over that alleged heart break?

Jinbei started roaring with laughter when he saw your face. The whole ordeal unraveled itself before his eyes, finding your flustered self and Robin's boldness to be very amusing.

At last, the three of you were next to board the rollercoaster, waiting anxiously for those before you to get out of their seats. Robin looked back at you and nonchalantly motioned for you to come sit next to her, as if you hadn't just listened to Robin admit having feelings for you, albeit in a very roundabout manner. You felt like the anxiety from the roller coaster meant so little to you now, knowing how she felt towards you. The excitement from that confession overrode the queasy feeling in your stomach. You felt the security bar click into place.

"Have a good time everyone!" the conductor's voice rang into the microphone. The ride then started to advance forward, making a small turn before its ascent up the tracks. You knew a big drop was coming.

"Y/N!" Robin shouted. You turned to face her, but now you couldn't help but feel shy all of a sudden, letting out a tiny sound as she suddenly linked her arm with yours. Had it not been for the veil of the night, she would have seen how embarrassed (and cute) you looked. Knowing Robin, she was probably grinning from ear to ear.

To calm yourself down, you basked in your surroundings, taking in the night and the theme park’s lights before you. Taking in deep breaths of the chilly summer air and letting that still your nerves. It was such a small, fleeting moment but your mind had Robin’s words on loop, replaying over and over again.

You heard the people in front of you start a countdown as the cart reached its peak, waiting for that drop to come. When they reached 1, you felt the weight of the carts shift, accelerating within seconds, feeling your stomach flip as Robin squeezed her arm around yours even more tightly.

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i had this song by Kali Uchis on repeat during the making of this

i still have no clue why reader in my dream was trying to pair off their crush with another person while also still having feelings for them kdskdks i know, it was very ENTP of me to try to add some type of reasoning to it in the fic and the worst part is, Robin's dream equivalent's line was so s m o o t h , that i forgot what exactly she had said when i woke up 💀 i did my best to recreate that line the only actual One Piece person who did appear was at the end of my dream was Doflamingo and he literally bought the park, kicked everyone out, and brought the Don Quixote family to have the whole place to themselves LMAO

[myloveforhergoeson]

Hiya! 😊 You're now a writer for the show. What three episode storylines are you gonna write? (In other words, what are you gonna make the boys do?)

ohm y god i literally have so many episode ideas but i'll try not to repeat any of the ones i've made posts about (except my first bullet bc im so passionate about it) so i'll give you my big list. most if not all will likely be something i DO end up writing about in my own story because ehehe i love making them do things

ones i think i've mentioned before:

a returning to minnesota chapter!! not for anything but nostalgia, getting to see the guy's favorite places, seeing their friends and families, bringing them back to realize how far they'd come. not so shy spon for my fic but i wrote a chapter like this last month and it's probably one of my favorite things i've written to date. it let me explore some of the boys' past, family dynamics, a little bit about Katie and agh i can't believe btr didn't capitalize on that at least once. ik its expensive to fund sets and hire new actors but idk i imagine it like an hour special where they could afford to shell out a bit more. idc when it happens, could be after they sign their record contract or the last episode or whatever :)

sketch comedy episode, something akin to saturday night live or so random

graduation! like you and i talked about lol i think it would be sweet

get me in the writers room stat:

originally i'd planned a "home alone lost in new york" like chapter for my story around thanksgiving where the boys are going to perform at the parade in town but they end up having their own adventure around the city beforehand. boyish antics, screaming gustavo, beautiful scenes, the works. i was just in too much of a slump to actually put it to paper :)

more tour-focused chapters (again, spon for my own fic lol) the episode in Canada was cute and the one on the bus was fun but idk there's just so many elements toward touring that i think they could've capitalized on; homesickness (for CA or MN), hardship of a go go go schedule, or fun things like being able to travel with your best friends and not ending up on the world's most wanted list lol. i know they tried really hard with this one so i don't blame them too much but my vision is just different and that's okay!

crossovers! while i'm so very happy dan schnider didn't have either of his disgusting hands in big time rush, i do remember watching the icarly/victorious crossover for the first time and wishing big time rush were there. it takes place in LA! the victorious kids are singers! carly, sam, and Freddie are pop culture experts! it would've worked really well :) so i'm writing that as a chapter for my fic LMAO

generally either an episode focusing in on or more scenes including james and lucy since the writers wanted them to be together so bad. inherently there's nothing wrong with them being together, but i do not think the relationship was given enough time to develop. give me lucy discovering her feelings for him, give me james not being creepy and obsessive about her; something more needed to be done on both of their parts to make me believe in it

additionally on that note more with jo/kendall and logan/camille; i love them both but they also had little development, just more than james/lucy. maybe they give carlos a gf (not alexa IMO, sorry. that got into weird territory for me idk why they made him be with a "real" person when he isn't other than they were already together irl) earlier and they can all have like conversations about their gfs and how much they love being together idk

and another generally, there were many songs btr put out that i love so much and feel like deserved their own episodes for hehe. i know not all of them have storylines easily transposed but i think they used confetti falling like four different times in the last season when any other love song from their third album could have been placed instead

and also another generally, and i know the early 2000s would've never allowed this for children's television but they should have and i'm the writer now!!!, but more representation all around. maybe some episodes about cultural heritage that didn't make stereotypes the main focus, canon LGBTQIA+ characters, holidays that aren't christmas, aspects like that where all kids can see themselves represented... LA is such a huge melting pot, it's not all white kids trying to make their dreams come true!

good god that was long SORRY AKJBSKJGBAB i have a lot to say and there's a lot im trying to incorporate into my story to add in what i think enhances the already present storyline. that's what's so beautiful about fandom, i love that we can have conversations like this :)

but what about you? anything you'd like to add in? i'd love to know <3 thank you for the question!

ask me a question! save my life!

[pianocat939]

Hi celina! I'm a new asker but I've been reading your work for a while! Specifically your rottmnt work:)

Could I request a yandere platonic turtles x Gn!reader who's willing? Like just completely accepts that they've been taken from they're life on the surface to live with 4 Mutant turtles in the sewers lol. And maybe reader gets babied and really enjoys it bc I feel like that would be really cute😭

I want nothing more than for my comfort characters to baby and take care of me ngl so I'm definitely projecting

And if its available could I be anon 💨?

Xoxo

Indulgent aren't we? Well you're not alone my friend. We all are.

You're 💨 anon now.

Tw: overprotective, honestly really fluffy

Platonic Yandere Turtles with Willing MC

"Leo, if they come out the portal with even the tiniest little scratch I'm going to kick you to Bulgaria." Raph crosses his arms and stares down at Leo, uncertainty in his eyes.

"M'kay, I'll just ask for a train to go to the penguins." Leo holds out his sword, ready to create portal when Donnie interrupts him.

"Wait! I need to settle down the safety cushions, and the net if they come flying through plus the-" As he settled down the reinforcements Mikey intervenes.

"Slippers!" The orange-masked turtle places down a pair of slippers, clasping his hands together. "Leo! Send them through, pretty please?"

Leo looks behind, "I would've done it earlier if you guys weren't so particular about me portaling them!" He once again holds out his sword in front of him, then swishes it in a circular motion. An electric blue portal appears instantly, glowing brilliantly.

Momentarily after, a person shoots out from the gateway, landing straight into the net that Donnie held with his robot arms. They groan, opening their drowsy eyes.

"I told you guys! Safety protocol is important!" The scientist exclaims, untangling the victim of the net.

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The boys love that you accept their appreciation for you! Now they get to baby you all they want, and you don't even complain!

I would say those who love this the most are Leo and Mikey. Leo likes providing for you so he can be deemed useful, and Mikey just loves serving you in any way.

If you don't like moving too much, or just feel lazy at times, then ask Raph. He loves carrying you around wherever. He's also a great person to sleep/nap with. His big arms are great if you ever want to feel extra safe. Will not let you touch hot food.

Leo is such a fucking try-hard for this that it's hilarious. If you wanna talk, he'll be right there, listening for every word. Do you feel sad? Let his one-liners and horrible jokes make you cringe so hard you laugh! Do you ever feel unsafe? Don't worry, your friend's got you covered!

D'Nello babies in a similar sense to Raph, but more critical. He makes sure your body is having a healthy intake of its needs: the amount of sleep, hydration levels, nutrition, and anything of similar sorts is managed by him. Is your sugar friend(?): he buys anything you want or need.

Mikey is also another cuddler like Raph, except he likes to clutch onto your arm or hand while you guys wander around the lair. He likes doing everything with you! (Well, most activites) If you're an artist, you guys can draw together, or if you're a pianist (totally not projecting) he'll sit down and listen to you play!

If you're ever sick or hurt, they're swarming around you. Both panicked and serious about getting you back in health. Donnie's going to be the worst one out of them all though. He won't leave your side unless he absolutely has to or is fetching something.

All of them will try to partake in your interests. Donnie probably will only do this because it's about you, his favorite person in the universe.

They have a hidden "who's the favourite chart" underneath one of Donnie's structures. Every week they try to debate who's the favourite.

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The guilty fantasy of wanting to be babied is overpowering meeeee.

- Celina

[niichanism]

OK this fic is also so silly. the thought process was like

man ace spends a lot of time tied up in canon > didn’t the bandits also tie him up so he wouldn’t go after the celestial dragon  >  lol what if they just did that to him a lot. ace’s version of being grounded was being literally tied to a tree > what if he got a weird kink from it > incest. 

i think ace would hate being tied up actually but also maybe he just chills out LOL the img of him being like “ugh yeah fine whatever” about objectively such a weird thing his foster family does to deal with him is like. so funny to me.

idk this is some au where sabo has his accident n gets his scars but just gets fished out of the ocean and goes back to goa/the jungle w the boys. they get to have their extended adolescence together :’) and fuck a lot :’ ) 

half finished fic that i really wanted to finish but is ultimately too silly

tw: bondage, asl as a ship, underage, dubcon (?), my energy fizzed out before the sex scene

xxx

Sabo and Luffy find Ace half dozing off in a corner with his hands behind his back and legs tied with several yards of rope. 

Pipe in hand, panting, Sabo stares down at the other teenage boy in disbelief. Ace turns a smile up at them, and for a moment, Sabo wonders if they drugged him. He'd have to bash some extra skulls in for that– no, take Ace back to town first–

Ace yawns though. With a few blinks, he's back to full awareness, and the juvenile, smug air that comes with it. “Hey, you came back.”

“You– of course we came back,” Sabo says, sighing.  “Luffy, watch the door, will you?” 

“Got it!”

Sabo crouches down, examining the haphazard wraps and knots entrapping Ace from knees to ankles. He raises an eyebrow.

“Got jumped from behind,” Ace says, tilting his head with a grin. “Took a shot to my head, knocked right out. Cowards. But I didn't lose a fight, understand?”

Sabo pauses, since his hands haven't even figured out where to start if he wants to untie Ace.

“Think you have a concussion?” 

“...What's that again?”

“Damn it, Ace,” Sabo says, reaching up to check his skull for any bumps. 

They really hadn't expected this band of third-rate pirates to be an issue at all. In fact, they still didn't think of them as an issue. Most of them were face down on the deck outside thanks to Sabo and Luffy. Sabo thought they probably wouldn't pick a fight again. 

Well, Ace had technically picked the fight.

He wonders what they would've done with his brother. Drag him to the authorities in High Town? Toss him overboard, sell him off? Ace wouldn't have allowed any of those things. But he hadn't escaped at first chance either? He just seemed content sitting there like a dope while Sabo hovered, confused by the whole thing. 

Finding no bumps, Sabo raps his knuckles into Ace’s hairline. All that forehead, and any brains inside just evaporate at the first insult or punch thrown. 

“You're so crazy sometimes.”

“Aw,” Ace coos as if it’s a compliment. “You should be thanking me. I took a fall so you and Luffy could escape.”

He leans in like a dog waiting for praise. Sabo works one knot loose, scowling as he pulls the rope against itself. 

“No, you stayed behind to finish a meaningless fight for no reason–”

 “Those guys–” “For no reason,” Sabo repeats, yanking the rope harder. Luffy snickers behind him, and that puts a smile on both of their faces. 

“It was cool, Ace.” 

“See?”

“That big bruise on your face isn’t very cool, though! Hahaha!”

“Ah—? Shut it, I told you they played dirty!”

Sabo rolls his eyes, though there's nothing to it. Luffy starts talking about what a nice pirate ship this is, and what his is going to look like in comparison. It’s always pleasant background noise, Luffy’s dreams. Sabo pulls at the bind, pauses, then glances at Ace’s arms. “You can break out of that yourself, can't you?”

“Hm? Eh… maybe.” Those muscles of his twitch, testing the give of the rope. “Yeah, probably.”

“Why didn't you do that earlier?”

“Well, I was waitin’ for the bastards to come back so I could teach them a lesson. But we’d just ate, so I was sleepy.” Ace tilts his head, half-heartedly flexing against the cords. “It feels kinda good, anyway.”

“What, being tied up?” 

Ace realizes he said something weird. Sabo can see it on his face, but he gets over it quickly and pretends he never said anything at all. Figures. At the same time, he must know that Sabo tucked that piece of information away.

Sabo finds the weak points of the ropes and frees his legs, feeling high-spirited. 

They dash over unconscious bodies on the way back to the beach. 

*

Come to think of it, Ace spent a lot of time tied up. 

Sabo remembers being eight years old, terribly anxious when Ace disappeared nearly five full days without a trace. He ventured further into the jungle than ever, trying to find him. Met Ace halfway on the fifth day when he leapt from a tree and landed right in Sabo’s face. He looked just fine, if not grouchier than usual beneath the jungle canopy’s dappled shade.

“What happened?”

“Got tied up.”

And then he'd waited, with apparently such utter confusion on his face that Ace had to explain, groaning it out the whole time. 

“I got too close to killing some guy in town, I guess? The hag found out and had her goons tie me up for a few days to teach me a lesson.” He spat into the underbrush. “Get real.” 

“Tied you up… like with rope?”

“Yeah.” 

“For a few days?”

Ace’s eyes scrunched shut; he tilted his head like he had to think hard about it. “They let me outside when I gotta piss ‘n crap.” 

“Oh,” Sabo had said, still trying to imagine being tied down like that. Being stuck in his room was bad enough. Ace considered him for a few moments, then shrugged. 

“I guess you're on your own out here so nobody does that to you. Lucky.” 

Sabo didn’t think most people did that to their kids at all. Then again, most people weren’t mountain bandits. He decided not to voice that. 

Ace smiled, missing teeth and full of mischief, then tapped his pipe on his shoulder and kept walking straight past Sabo. “It’s fine, it’s kinda like training! Not that I’m ever gonna let myself get caught!”

And that wasn’t the last time Sabo heard of Dadan’s particular disciplinary method, though it seemed more like a preventative measure for when Ace’s temper got the best of him or he had to be painstakingly kept away from trouble. Apparently, aftemaiden voyage— his accident— they’d had to tie Ace to a tree for a night, too. When they met up again, Ace apologized for it so breathlessly Sabo thought he might throw up.

Then there were all the times they got wrangled up in Luffy, literally, whether that was because they were practicing tying knots with his limbs or because Luffy felt clingy of his own accord. Ace’s tolerance for their little brother’s clinginess had risen exponentially. He was a bit greedy for it, in fact. That was wrangled up in puberty, which had struck all of them hard and fast. 

All that feeling good together came down to experimentation. When the opportunity presented itself, Sabo was just a little curious. Luffy had to practice his sailor’s knots, anyway.

“Think he’s gonna get mad at us?” Luffy asks, snaking the rope around Ace’s ankle and the leg of the chair. He tongues his lip in concentration.

Sabo tightens a bowline to secure his brother’s wrists behind him, then crouches to check his circulation. Looks good. Ace hums in his sleep, head lolling onto the back of the chair. Luffy and Sabo exchange a smile.

“Do you think he’s going to get mad at us?” Sabo counters.

 Luffy hums, high and long. 

“Not really,” he decides, moving his hands a lot. “‘Cause it’s like a sex thing, right?”

“Right,” Sabo says.

“Like sex and… training,” Luffy ponders. “Yep, if it’s like that, Ace’ll definitely understand, hehehe.”

“...Un’erstand what?”

Ace is slow to wake from his fits. Spends half a minute like the undead, cotton in his ears and mouth. Luffy shoots up and grabs his face.  

“You’re up!” he shouts, clutching Ace in both hands, sticky-like. Ace winces at the volume and the humidity, slow-blinking light back to his eyes. Dark pupils drift left– the treehouse’s broad, familiar trunk– then right, to a bright 6 pm sky. 

There are a few more moments of silence, looking for Sabo, relaxing when he senses the middle brother at his back. He sighs out short and sort of sinks against his binds. 

Pleased, Sabo pats his shoulder and circles around to stand with Luffy. Ace looks down. Then up. He yawns.  “OK, what the hell is this?”

Sabo flashes a thumbs up. “Training special.” Ace frowns. 

“We’re having sex,” Luffy informs him, his bright, salty breath in Ace’s face. Their brother’s eyebrows jump like bugs.  

“And I’m tied up… why?”

Sabo shrugs, hand on hip like a premature victory pose. “Can you break out of this one?” Ace makes a more serious effort than the initial wagging from earlier. His jaw locks. Bare arms and legs thump dully against their shoddy carpentry. It’s the chair that Sabo uses to write letters and notes, draw and study maps. He likes this use of it a lot so far.

Ace’s shoulders strain and skew until he grimaces, settles down. “Oh. Damn, Sabo, you’re good at these. You sure you don’t wanna sail on my ship?” Sabo gets a good laugh out of that while Luffy snatches up Ace’s cheeks again. “I did your legs!” Ace fights his hands, cranes his neck to look down. “Uh. Yeah, I guess you did a good job, too.” Ace’s stiff black shorts move with him in multi-directional twitches, but his ankles and shins are stuck in place. Sabo is not really surprised to see that the knots around them are unintelligible and intense. They’re jumbled up thick and sturdy, so many chaotic loops and tumors that they probably cannot be undone without a knife. Sabo pets Luffy’s hair. It’s warm as summer grass and his hand lingers. “You’re surprisingly calm about this, Ace.” It’s somewhat uncomfortable to shrug with his wrists pulled behind the chair. Ace does it anyway, unflapped and quick. 

“Eh. What are you two gonna do, cook ‘n eat me?” he asks sarcastically, then blows his bangs out of his eyes. Luffy cackles, perhaps remembering some of Garp’s campfire stories about pirate cannibals. Ace catches Sabo’s eye, speaks up. “Didn’t Luffy say we’re having sex?”

“Something like that,” Sabo says kindly. Ace’s eagerness dims by a shade of reservation. Sabo reaches over to ruffle his hair, earning a quiet scowl. “And you really don’t mind this so far?” A beat. Another futile rustling of arms and legs. Then Ace shoots a prickly, lopsided grin his way. “Well now I feel like,” he starts, “that’s gonna change somehow.”

“I like it when you think ahead, Ace.” “Gee, thanks,” says his brother, nodding along. “I try my best when it comes to keeping up with you two. Ahhh, fat lotta good that does me, though.” Well, that’s not really a compliment, but it’s said with warmth all the same. Ace looks between them like there’s a puzzle to be solved. He sighs again, sinking against the ropes, loose and lazy with it. “Ehhh. How long d’you wanna keep me like this, anyway? What if I get hungry–? I’ll beat your ass if you eat in front of me–” “Hmmm. Well, you did tie Luffy to a tree for a good six hours back in the day,” Sabo recalls. “OK, and who’s the other bitch ass older brother who let me?” Ace drawls. “Anyway, that was once. He’s over it. You’re over it, right, Luffy?” “Well, it did suck,” Luffy recounts lightly. The frown doesn’t even last a second, overtaken by his moon-sized grin. “But this isn’t supposed to be a punishment. It’s a challenge!” “Oh, yeah?” Ace perks up. “Whose idea?” “Sabo’s!” Ace’s disappointment shows in full, shutters his face in a second. “Oh.” “Hey,” says Sabo. 

“Luffy’s challenges are stupid, and yours are… a pain.”  A grin. “No offense.”

“Guess I can’t be offended that my challenges actually challenge you,” Sabo scoffs. He wags a finger at Ace. “Not that you’ll ever admit it. You’re so cocky.” 

“Name a great pirate who isn’t!” Ace laughs at his own joke. He wets his lips, excited. Competition wakes him up as always. “Anyway, what’s the challenge? Don’t tell me I’m stuck here to learn patience or some junk.”

“Nahhh.” Luffy folds his arms and declares, “It’s an epin— an en– an endearing thing.” Ace and Sabo exchange two short, dry smiles. “An endurance thing,” they correct him. “Right.” “Yeah, I don’t like the sound of that.”

“No, no, you’ll like it,” Sabo replies, all mischief, resting his hand on Luffy’s sun-tanned bare shoulder. It turns sweet– Sabo can’t help but be sweet on Luffy– his little brother turns with delicious trust in his eyes, and Sabo indulges in a kiss. Then another. The third one is in earnest, open-mouthed and wet like they learned to love a few years ago. 

Sabo and Luffy just straight up make out in front of Ace while he’s tied up and he’s like oh fuck you guys at least undo my pants 

his brothers marvel at how hard he got so fast just being tied up and watching them swap spit 

then they take turns bouncing on ace’s dick no matter how many times he cums 🤔 the end 💕

[jellycreamjammedart]

The more I think about it, the more I think Movie Vanessa is screwed either way.

It's a given William/Springtrap will come back at some point during the sequel(s) and he certainly won't be happy with Vanessa for turning on him.

But even if that wasn't to happen, I think she'd still be in a lot of trouble from where we left off in the movie.

She's comatose from a stab wound, and admitted into the hospital. That means authorities are looking into things to piece together what happened. Assuming Mike was the one who got her into the hospital, he's probably had to answer a lot of questions. I can't imagine what questions he would've had to answer much less how much he was willing to disclose, though. Though I think he would have talked about Steve Reaglan/William Afton and his involvement in his brother's death (as well as the missing kids,) leaving out the supernatural bs.

Even if he weren't up to disclose Vanessa's involvement to protect her, I think that could be uncovered anyways. The reason Steve/William (and by extention her) could get away with things for so long was because Vanessa as a cop had the means to cover things up. But now she's comatose in the hospital, she has no power to interfere (if that was what she'd want to do if she was awake.)

It might be difficult, but not impossible for them to uncover her name change, who she was before and who she was affiliated with and her past, and patterns of cases that involved Freddy's that she participated in.

I think they would find out she's been working from the inside, interfering with investigations by ommissions and cover-ups to keep her father in impunity. That alone would already get her into a lot of trouble; it would put every case she's been part of into doubt.

Unless she's done more than just ommissions and interfering.

When William confronted her 'lack of loyalty', he reminded her what her job was supposed to be: to keep Mike in the dark or kill him if he got too close to the truth. Of course, she didn't do that. But the way William said it... it felt like he was saying something that was no news to either of them. A dance Vanessa has had to have done before.

That's reinforced by Vanessa begging Mike to stop prodding earlier, and that she'd be of no help to him if William shows up.

Those points make me think:

It wasn't only William or the animatronics. Vanessa may also have had her hand at killing people (likely by shooting them,) even if reluctantly, in order to keep the truth from being found out, then likely either forging other causes of death as cover up.

Now, Vanessa is a victim, deeply traumatized and kept under William's thumb, but that wouldn't erase that she was also an accomplice at the very least, especially from a law perspective.

She's likely going to face a lot of criminal charges upon waking from her coma and recovering from her wounds, and/or mandated to confess to a lot of things and lose her right to work as a cop. And maybe the very serious threat of jail time.

[matrixxsystem]

Terrapin Soup Part 6 (2/2)

"Leo.." Usagi looked around, a bit unsure, "Id this what you meant when you mentioned your portals being a bit.. Unstable?" "Hm? Oh, no, I did this one on purpose. I uhm.. I thought it'd be nice to sit up here with you, maybe.. Watch the sun set? Since it's like the one thing the hidden city doesn't have." Usagi smiled seeing Leo try to hide his blushing, he'd gotten pretty fond of Leo in the short time they actually knew each other.. "I've never seen the sunset from a view like this.. How kind of you." He carefully walked closer to the edge of the building, waiting for Leo to join him before sitting down. "I wanted to give my brothers a bit more time to get the kitchen together since I'm sure it's a mess by now." They both laughed at that, knowing full how it was more then likely true. Leo glanced over, trying to play it cool as he reached his hand over taking Usagi's into his. "It's been a while since I did this, but it's a lot nicer sharing it with someone. I mean, I'm not really a big nature and 'look at the stars' kinda guy but I thought you'd probably like it so.." "I think it looks amazing, it's not often I'm able to do something like this. Thank you for sharing this with me Leo." "..C-Can I share something else with you?" "Yes, anything Leo." "You.. You have to close your eyes first though.. Okay?"  Usagi nodded and closed his eyes as Leo requested, giving his hand a little squeeze and their fingers interlocked. Despite being on the edge of a building that stood over one thousand feet tall, Usagi had no trouble trusting him. Leo had been overthinking it earlier, that he'd be far too shy to return Usagi's gesture later tonight when he was on his way home, he figured it'd be easier to do it here while they had privacy. And April told him a few times to "put his big boy shell on and make the first move for once" so there was that too. He took a deep breath leaned in, his free hand coming up to gently cup Usagi's face to hold it in place. Closing his own eyes like an idiot as he killed the distance between them till they met in a kiss, though he pulled back pretty quick after, in disbelief that he actually just did that.  Usagi's expression didn't shift as much as Leos would've if he'd been on that end, but when he opened his eyes again Leo felt his heart skip a beat, fuck his eyes were pretty.. He gave Leo's hand another squeeze, silent for a moment probably processing. "I like when you share things with me." He said after a moment. Oh frick he was cute.. And his smile and those big eyes and soft fur and his hand fits in mine so well and... I wanna kiss him again.. I really wanna kiss him again- "I-I like sharing things with you.. Uh- We should.. I'm sure the foods done by now so we should.." Usagi nodded and waited for Leo to let go of his hand before he stood up, watching from a few feet back as Leo made another portal, gesturing for Usagi to go ahead. And once they were on the other side Leo proceeded with his partly rehearsed tour of the lair, only going off script to introduce him to April and Splinter. It all seemed to go really well, even when Splinter tried to act tough or while Mikey barged in to give him another hug. Or when a mini food fight broke out during dinner because Donnie insisted on calling salt 'sodium chloride' when he asked for it to be passed to him. But at the end of the night everyone seemed to have a good time, they asked Usagi about his life, where he grew up, what plans he had if any for the future, what he thought of Leo. Which of course they were all met with vague honestly. Things like;

"I've lived in the hidden city my whole life. My teacher had been tracking a small band of killers, he found them at the end of a trail that ended with the lives of my parents. He took me in seeing I had no one else."

"I'm not sure yet, I assume I'd take over my teachers role, doing the jobs I do now just on a bigger scale."

"I think Leo is.. Unique. He's kind, and brave.. And despite hardships still strives to make people smile and laugh. I'm lucky to have met him the way I did."

Needless to say that last response earned a wide array of coos from the family, no further questions needed of course. Though.. What Raph had said not long after their first meeting still stuck in Mikey's head. He wondered why he felt uncomfortable that time, and if that feeling went away yet or if it was just his older brother instincts to be that way? Usagi seemed pretty genuine, and Leo did too, he'd never seem him more happy and 'at home' maybe ever? But no one else seemed to feel that way, even April who was an older sister to them or Splinter who as a dad should be more guarded then Raph right? It didn't make sense..

Part 7

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