#interactions: leo

[blackcatxmagic]

Oh, the temptation was strong right now. Charles was so handsome and sexy, and he wasn't the only one feeling the effects of the alcohol. Leo hadn't eaten much either today, and while he could hold his liquor, he was feeling tipsy already. But of the two of them, he felt like he was the less drunk one and would need to be the voice of reason, which was honestly a scary thought. Leo wrestled with his desires internally as he looked at Charles, thinking about just how good he would taste, how easy it would be to give in to the want he was feeling for the other. It would take nothing to get Charles to come home with him, and Leo was tipsy too, so what was the harm? But Leo knew that because he was sober enough to have this struggle with himself what the right thing to do was: he needed to resist, at least right now. Leo was a disaster sometimes, but he wasn't a bad person, and a bad person would have taken advantage of Charles right now.

Laughing, Leo nodded at the other and said, "Yeah, unrestrained us would be...well, explosive. Maybe literally." Even though this got him thinking of just how that would be, Leo found it was easier to resist Charles now that he'd made up his mind. When Charles slid the card over to him, Leo took it, a little confused. "Uh...do you want to manage my money?" he asked. "There's not a lot of it. I'm a bartender, remember?" This was a lie Leo often told - he actually had quite a lot of money that his mother had left him, but he rarely spent that. It felt like one of the last pieces he had left of his mom. But then Leo understood, and he didn't take long to think about the proposal. "I think that's a good idea. When we're both sober, we'll see if we're still feeling this...heat between us." Leo leaned in toward Charles, smirking at him and adding, "I'm pretty sure we're going to though. I thought you were hot even when I was sober."

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ The brunette laughed, waving a hand as though dismissing Leo’s very valid point. “I know there isn’t anyone more handsome than you. I was just trying to give the imaginary competition a fighting chance.” He teased, grinning, then added with mock solemnity, “Also, butter is the secret to everything. Butter, alcohol, and poor judgment… my holy trinity.”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ When Leo asked how he was feeling, Charles rolled a shoulder in a lazy shrug. “Better. That was kind of embarrassing, huh? I didn’t eat today.” He rubbed the back of his neck, still feeling warmth in his stomach, but, well, at least the bar wasn’t spinning. “It usually takes more than that.” He didn’t mention how it had taken more and more lately just to feel anything. No need to let that part out.

And then Leo touched his cheek, and Charles leaned into it instinctively, his stupid grin returning in full force. “You’d love to have several tastes?” he echoed, voice low and velvet-rich, savoring the words. His eyes flicked briefly to Leo’s mouth, just a blink, and then back up, bright with amusement, and something warmer underneath. “You wanna know the worst part?” he murmured, leaning in ever so slightly across the bar. “If this is us being restrained…” He gave a soft laugh, shaking his head and leaning back again with a small sigh. “I’m a little scared of what unrestrained looks like.”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ A thought tugged at him then, and he reached into his jacket pocket. “Okay, don’t judge me,” he said as he pulled out a sleek little business card and slid it across the bar. Charles Hampton, North Hill Financial. Portfolio Manager. “I know. Painfully boring, right?” he said, wincing with theatrical guilt. “I like to think my boring side balances out the chaos. Yin and yang, whatever.”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Then he tilted his head, fingers drumming lightly against the bar top. “We can keep fucking around tonight if you want, nothing sexy. Yet.” His smile curved with teasing promise. “Then, when we’re both sober, we can see if we still think we’re hot.” A beat passed. He tapped his chin in mock contemplation. “Unless someone falls in love with me and I become a happily taken person.” He gave a dreamy sigh, as if he could ever imagine that. “It could happen. I am devastatingly beautiful.”

[jinx295]

New rottmnt comic update among many other iterations for the 40th anniversary comic coming out next week!

It’s been trending pretty recently…

[blackcatxmagic]

Open starter: anyone (cap of 3 - 1 remaining) Location: Old Mill Diner Response to prompt 5 and plot 6 @cardinalstart

Leo sat in the booth at the diner, blinking away the sight of the figures he'd just seen. Yes, he'd fallen asleep at the Old Mill Diner, and yes, there was a lukewarm cup of coffee and piece of pie on the table waiting for him, indicating he'd been asleep for a little while now. But he'd had a long night. Maybe he was still a little bit drunk? He'd held back last night, or so he'd thought, but maybe he was wrong. Regardless, Leo had definitely seen...something, and even if the figures hadn't been real (they couldn't be, right?), they had been unnerving.

By the time he'd left Breaking Glass the night before, Leo knew he should have left early like some of the other bartenders. The bar had been dead anyway, and the owner had even offered to close, but Leo had said he would stay; that was only partially motivated by the prospect of free booze. That shouldn't have mattered though since Leo had actually driven that night in anticipation of the snowfall rather than walking there, and he'd had to hold back, so there had been literally no upside to staying later than he needed to - Leo hadn't even made very many tips given how dead the bar had been. Fucking idiot, Leo, he thought, shaking his head as he ventured out into the frozen tundra that was Cardinal Hill.

Alas, Leo hadn't gotten far before his car had gotten stuck, and with no one around to help and no way to call for a tow (the nearest pay phone wasn't working), Leo had limited options. Even if he could have called, Leo was sure they would be pretty busy with all the other idiots like him who'd tried to drive in this. The nearest building was the diner, and Leo thought he might as well have a cup of coffee and a piece of pie while he waited. He sat down in a booth, and almost immediately after he'd given his order to the waitress (he'd gone with the strawberry pie), Leo had laid his head on the table and fallen asleep.

Now Leo sat in his booth, looking out the window of the diner and seeing that sun was coming up. He'd been thinking about the visions he'd seen for awhile, trying to process it, hating the way the sight of his father had struck him immediately with an unshakable fear. Would he ever grow out of that? As he looked out the window, Leo heard someone approach from behind him, and without shifting his gaze from the frozen landscape outside, he remarked, "Well this weather is shit, isn't it? Pretty, sure, but I feel like we're going to be here for awhile." Then he took a sip of his untouched coffee; it was cold now, just like everything else.

[turtleblogatlast]

One of the funniest parts about the whole “Leo not giving Draxum any grace” idea is that Draxum is one of the ONLY notable older men in the show that Leo isn’t willing to give a proper second chance to OR really hear out in the first place.

No seriously it’s genuinely a Thing.

[blackcatxmagic]

"You know I'm going to call you Tinkerbell now, don't you?" Leo asked the other man, grinning at him. "We can't let we wilt, can we?" he went on. "Maybe you need to hear that while you don't glisten in the sun, at least not right now, you are exceptionally handsome. I mean, I probably would have stopped even if you were hideous, but I noticed you immediately because of how hot you are." There was no reason to play coy here, Leo decided. Laughing along with the other, he nodded and said, "Yeah, okay, this is on me. That's why I need to make it right." While Leo didn't feel that he had over-served the man, he still felt a bit of an obligation to help him. Plus...he really was hot.

"Yeah, I'm one of 'those vegetarians,' but I'm not the annoying kind," Leo claimed. "I don't give a fuck if you eat meat or not. I just never have, not once. It's...cultural." Leo's mother had never eaten meat either, so that was just how things had always been for Leo. "I do love a good salad though," he admitted, mostly just giving the man a hard time. "So I won't have any meat at my place, but I do have pop tarts. Brown sugar cinnamon, which are very underrated."

When he heard the origin of the alias, Leo had to admit it was for a nice reason - if it was even true, that is. "I guess I can accept that as your alias, though I think I'll stick with Tinkerbell, or maybe Salvatore if that's cool?" As they drove toward Leo's cabin, he realized that he and Sal had something in common. "Leo isn't really my name either," he admitted, though Leo offered no further explanation, letting Sal wonder if it was true. It was though, and he told Sal, "It's Leonidas," though that hadn't been what Leo had meant at all. The left town and headed for the forest, and it wasn't too long before they reached Leo's cabin. It was in the woods, but it was near the edge, the lake not far either. Really it was in a great location. "Still want to come inside, Tink?" Leo asked.

"Yeah well clearly a lot of people lack taste," he replied without thinking much about it since it was pretty much how he felt. "Yeah I'm like Tinkerbell, I thrive off attention and compliments. Without it, I wilt like a delicate flower," he told him with a pronounced sigh. "Yeah? Do I glisten in the sun?" He took a moment to pose and flexed a bit before laughing at himself. If he was going to spiral, he could at least have some fun with it.

"So I blame you for all of this," he said with a laugh, knowing that no one could be blamed. He didn't need anyone else to get him to drink as much as he was lately. Even before the divorce he could have probably curbed his drinking habits but that was another thing he had failed to do. "Ah you're one of those vegetarians? My cousin's one, she's pretty fucking annoying about it. I told her she didn't have to make such a big deal about being a salad eater but apparently she wanted to preach to everyone about it. I say, do what you want just don't make it about you making me do what you want, anyway," he said and waved off the thoughts with a flick of his hands.

"Salvatore, my grandfathers name," he said with his best impression of Marlon Brando in the Godfather. "I like Sal, I think most people trust a guy name Sal," he continued, ignoring Leo's question as he looked out the window. "Everyone loves a Sal. What would you have my name be then?"

[turrondeluxe]

2003!Mikey and 2012!Mikey being silly older and little brother chronicles 🐢🤝🐢 Pt 3 - Masterpost

[ai-wa]

Boy's night out

[sleepyvib-es]

tbh all i wanted from hoo was more developed friendships

[blackcatxmagic]

"Okay, so there is a blacklist," Leo said, satisfied. "I imagine it's locked away somewhere and kept top secret." He laughed, not sure why he was making this sound like some sort of spy movie or something. "Next question," Leo went on. "Do you ever get to keep any of the movies? I mean like after you reduce the number of copies on the shelves?" That would be a big perk. "Sorry, I'm asking a lot of questions. It just seems like a fun job."

Smiling at Vivian, Leo exclaimed, "Psycho is awesome! Imagine watching it when it first came out without being spoiled about the big twist like everyone these days has been. Like...the pure shock in that theater was probably palpable. I wish I could have seen it for the first time without knowing that Marion dies halfway through the movie." Listening to Vivian talk about Strangers on a Train, Leo said, "Alright, well that sounds really good actually. I'm going to have to check it out."

Vivian really understood what Leo was getting at. "You know, everyone is always in such a rush to get away from their parents, to get their independence. But...they shouldn't be, not if their parents are good at least. They're not going to be around forever, and I wish they could understand that they should cherish the time they have left." Leo paused, swirling his drink around, staring into the glass. "My mom is gone, actually," Leo told Vivian. "When I say I don't want to live far away from her, I mean...from where she's buried." He wasn't sure why he was telling Vivian this, only that he thought she would understand.

"There is a blacklist for people who do that a lot, yes." Vivian said. That one was more in line with the company making money, since not returning a VHS was essentially stealing. Not Vivian particularly cared about that aspect of her job, but she did it anyway. It was a job she wanted to keep, after all.

When he asked for her favorite horror, she mulled it over for a moment. "Probably Psycho." She finally said, always having a bit of a soft spot for Hitchcock. "Well, it's about these two men who meet on a train and discover that they both want to murder someone. So they decide to take out each other's targets." She explained, when he said that he had never seen Strangers on a Train.

"Yeah, it does. They were there for us our whole lives." She said, with a small smile.

[lavenderfairiez]

I think that if valgrace was canon it would be as popular, if not more popular than solangelo...

[ilk-insolence]

SPOILERS!!!

For Chapter 10 of @story-monger's incredible fic "by touch, by sight"

TW: for Eye Trauma

This fic has some of the most incredible characterizations I've ever read. The brothers, April, Splinter, Casey Jr., Draxum. Chefs kiss. I love them all so much. Especially Mikey, the writer gets him so good

[abisalli]

I've been playing a lot of Stardew Valley lately and to no one's surprise I love the feral parrot child sm

[blackcatxmagic]

After hearing Lorelei's response, Leo put his hand on his chest and gave a dramatic sigh of relief. "Oh thank God, I was worried," he said, but then he started to laugh. Talking with Lorelei was helping Leo get over his earlier downtrodden mood, but in the back of his mind he was still thinking about the fact that he was being such a burden on her right now. Of course Leo knew that he had a little issue with alcohol, that he maybe drank a bit too much. But it was times like this where he thought he might have a bigger problem than he thought. Leo didn't deserve a friend like Lorelei who would take care of him after finding him drunk and wandering the streets after getting into a fight. He didn't want to think about that now though. What Leo really wanted was another drink, but he knew that Lorelei wasn't going to let that happen. So instead he just pressed on, focusing on the joking nature of their conversation. "You know, I've never had hamburger helper," Leo told Lorelei. "My mom and I are vegetarians, so it wasn't our thing." Then he paused, realizing what he'd said, and Leo corrected, "I mean, she was a vegetarian. Obviously." And now he was back to being depressed. Still, he answered Lorelei's question, "School bread is this Norwegian dessert that is incredible. I had it when I was living in - you guessed it - Norway, and I used to eat it several days a week. Norway was one of my favorite places to live, so whenever I eat school bread now - which isn't enough - I think of my time there."

"You better be careful that my ghost isn't the vindictive type," Leo admonished. "Otherwise I might teach you spells incorrectly in an effort to sabotage you. You'll think you're repairing something when something else will break, or you'll make an object completely vanish rather than changing its appearance, and you'll never find it. Things like that." His act had proven more convincing than Leo had thought it would be, so once he started laughing, he realized, "You actually thought there was a chance, no matter how small, that it could be poison, didn't you?" His eyes widened, and Leo looked at the glass in his hand. "You gave me a drink that might have killed me," he went on, all dramatics once again. "Luckily I owe you for helping me out tonight." He took another long drink, downing half of the glass, and then he set it down on a side table and laid back on the couch. "I'm alright," he told Lorelei. "Thanks for helping me tonight. And...sorry that I'm such a mess."

Lorelei patted Leo on his shoulder at his 'confession,' with a smile on her lips she replied semi-seriously, "And I will always love you, no matter your sexuality." She laughed alongside Leo at the absurdity of it, "It was pretty weird, but at least now you can say you've come out to me," she shrugged, still smiling, "Not sure what you can do with that but you're pretty resourceful, I'm sure it'll be helpful somehow." Leo's question about her meal when she came out made her think for a moment, looking out into the distance as her mind retraced the memory. "I think it was just the normal hamburger helper. The mac and cheese ground beef one. It was pretty good, but I've always liked hamburger helper so that's a given." Remembering it felt weird, but nice. Remembering only the little parts of such an intense event reminds her that it was just another day at the end of things, it was a nice feeling for her, especially when so much of her childhood was worrying about the next day. Her eyebrow raised at Leo's memory, "School bread?" She asked, figuring her assumption of it being a loaf of bread he got from school wasn't accurate.

Leo's praise made Lorelei beam. It felt a little silly, but since Leo was the one that taught her this spell, she felt quite proud that he called it awesome. "If you haunt me I'm getting your ghost to teach me more spells." She chuckled. As Leo took a sip, she couldn't help but adamently watch at the liquid left the cup. While she was joking about it being poison, she realised she has never actually drank the water she had cooled before, so it very well could be. Leo's choking act made Lorelei's eyes widen, an expression of shock on her face, but she luckily wasn't able to act before he gave up the act. "You're such a dick," She laughed heartedly, "If I come back out here and find you dead, I guess it would have been the posion." It actually made her want to try the water, see if it did change the taste of it or not, but she wouldn't try. At least not until tomorrow, to see if it was poison or not, just in case. "Alright, do you want anything else? There's some blankets on the couch but if you want something warmer I can probably find a thicker blanket somewhere."

[sad-leon]

Finding Home part 8 :D

Raph my beloved <3 He's trying his best

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[nicossunshine]

“Jason was so boring” “Jason had no personality” what are you talking about

Jason Grace was a child soldier and the son of the KING OF THE GODS. The pressure on him was so huge and the training of the Roman legions was so intense all he ever really did was train. As soon as he was old enough he was put in positions of leadership and power cause he’s the son of Jupiter, leader of the gods, he must be a natural born leader, right?

But his entire character arc revolves around him realising that he can be more than what the Romans made him into, that he can have his own opinions, his own hobbies, love who he wants, live where he wants.

He was the first person to start defending Nico, the first to accept Nico and tell him sincerely that there was nothing wrong with him and that everyone at BOTH camps would accept him and have his back - and if they didn’t they’d have Jason to answer to.

He was sure to always give Reyna the credit she deserved and constantly felt guilty for when he made her shoulder the responsibilities. Throughout HoH he’s got half of his mind on her, praying she’s okay, tracking her progress in his dreams because gods FORBID anything happen to that brilliant woman whom he loved platonically but wholeheartedly.

When they found Leo again after he was at Ogygia, Jason recognised in an instant just from the way Leo was sitting that something was off. When everyone pestered him with questions, Jason took charge to get the limelight off of Leo as much as possible, and checked in with him the minute they were alone.

Jason Grace is fiercely loving, always looks out for those who need support, always sides with the underdogs, always does what’s right even when it’s hard, often does what’s expected even when he doesn’t want to, but if he can take the burden off of someone else he will ALWAYS step up.

He has the honour and bravery of a soldier and carries all of the trauma and doubt that comes with it.

And on top of all of this he was just sixteen years old.

Jason Grace isn’t boring, it just took some time for us to understand why he acts the way he does - always composed and in charge. He is not perfect, but he was always trained/expected to be, and watching the perfect mask crack and seeing his true inner thoughts throughout HoO is what makes his character so interesting.

[blackcatxmagic]

Closed starter: Lorelei ( @ritualove ) Location: Lorelei's house

As Leo prepared to head to Lorelei's house, he wondered if there was anything he should be bringing. They had made this plan to practice magic, but were there supplies he needed? His mother had put together a grimoire of sorts, but sharing that with someone else - especially something he had only just met recently - felt a bit like a violation of his mother's privacy. That was something he couldn't see himself sharing with anyone anytime soon. So what else was there?

For some reason, Leo felt nervous about this, and he was wondering why he had suggested it. It wasn't like he had a good grasp of his magical ability, and he was suddenly worried that he wouldn't be able to adequately perform any magic while trying to help Lorelei. There was a part of him that wanted to cancel, but Lorelei didn't deserve that, and besides, maybe he'd surprise himself. He was (mostly) sober right now, after all, so maybe his powers wouldn't be quite so dampened. Resolved to see this through, Leo drove to the address Lorelei had given him, parking in front of her house and taking a deep breath before getting out of his car. "You can do this," he told himself, and then Leo got out of the car and walked up the front door, ringing the doorbell.