#then again I’m like 87% sure I’m coming down with something

[a-lil-perspective]

“Sleepy” is literally just a personality trait at this point.

[airaibunny]

GENERAL SMUT PROMPTS

1. “i need you, right here/now”

2. “louder/quieter”

3. “i dont care who’s outside”

4. “do you want them to hear?”

5. “what if i dont?”

6. “make me”

7. “you don’t get to tell me what to do”

8. “that’s strike 1/2/3”

9. “if you stop, i’ll stop”

10. “no more, please, i can’t”

11. “where are your manners?”

12. “what did you say?”

13. “try again”

14. “but the cameras” - “they can’t see us from this angle, if you can stay still”

15. “you don’t get to touch”

16. “i’m begging you, touch me, please”

17. “beg for it”

18. “i said no”

19. “stop pushing, it wont end well”

20. “you look so fucking hot right now”

21. “you don’t need anything, you want it”

22. “say it”

23. “use your words”

24. “i can’t understand you”

25. “i can’t read your mind”

26. “could he/she do it better?”

27. “do you wish it was *name* touching you right now?”

28. “play with me”

29. “you’re such a needy girl”

30. “i don’t think your stage outfits cover that”

31. “let me focus”

32. “sluts don’t get to make requests”

33. “what happened? you wanted this so bad five minutes ago”

34. “stop talking”

35. “did i give you permission to talk?”

36. “you don’t understand how angry i am right now”

37. “you’re fucking soaked”

38. “you make me so wet”

39. “why are you already squirming”

40. “can i ask you for something?”

41. “please don’t stop”

42. “please don’t think i’m weird for this”

43. “i’ve been waiting all day”

44. “does that turn you on?”

45. “i need your fingers”

46. “i want you to fuck me”

47. “do it like you mean it”

48. “scream my name while you cum”

49. “call me mommy”

50. “touch yourself, i want to watch”

51. “come here, now.”

52. “on your knees”

53. “turn around”

54. “bend over”

55. “spread your legs/spread your legs further”

56. “you can barely speak, so cute”

57. “you’re so flushed, pretty girl”

58. “sit on my thigh/face/etc”

59. “lift up your leg”

60. “i’m bored, let’s play”

61. “i can see you staring at my tits/thigh/ass”

62. “if you make me/if i have to stop this car, im going to make sure you can’t walk out of it without my help”

63. “harder”

64. “let me do it”

65. “i didnt mean to, im sorry”

66. “dont cum until i tell you to”

67. “what if i just leave you here, wet and needy”

68. “what’s the safe word? you’re going to need it”

69. “what about you?”

70. “it’s my turn now”

71. “i didn’t mean to call you that, i’m sorry”

72. “you look so pretty on your knees”

73. “what are you going to do? punish me?”

74. “i think i deserve a reward”

75. “your *body part* are/is so pretty”

76. “i really don’t care that we’re in public”

77. “keep it up, you won’t like the situation you end up in”

78. “who do you think you are?”

79. “spank me”

80. “choke me”

81. “bite me”

82. “no, don’t go”

83. “you can practice on me”

84. “this is a one time thing”

85. “i thought you said it was a one time thing?”

86. “we can’t do this”

87. “i ordered us something”

88. “that looks too big”

89. “are you comfortable?”

90. “grab the handcuffs and come back here”

91. “you bought a vibrator?”

92. “how do i look?”

93. “you taste so sweet”

94. “i’m/it’s all over your chin”

95. “do you want to try?”

96. “you’re so cute”

97. “do you think about me when you touch yourself?”

98. “why are you being so shy? it’s not like i haven’t already seen all of you”

99. “can we use a toy?”

100. “can i use a toy on you?”

101. “good girl, keep going/just like that”

102. “you’re doing such a good job”

103. “i’m so proud of you”

104. “nobody can know about this, okay?”

105. “how are you so close already?”

106. “i can see how wet you are through your shorts”

107. “can you be quick?”

108. “please, i’ll finish fast”

109. “use your mouth”

110. “why do you get so shy when i use that word?”

111. “i love your tits/ass/etc”

112. “where do you want me to touch you?” - “down there…” - “say the word”

113. “stop teasing me”

114. “i like it when you’re mad”

115. “punish me”

116. “are you going to stop me?”

117. “on the counter/table/etc?”

118. “you’re the only one that gets to touch”

119. “have you seen the things the the fans write about you and *other member*?”

120. “i don’t care what the fans think”

121. “i really need to finish this”

122. “this is exactly how i imagined it”

123. “is that my shirt/underwear/etc?”

124. “everyone else is gone”

125. “fuck, i wish this room was soundproof”

126. “shut up”

127. “relax, angel”

128. “keep doing that, please”

129. “you feel so good”

130. “your skin is so soft”

131. “kiss/touch me, everywhere”

132. “no, you started this, now you’re going to finish it”

133. “pull my hair”

134. “open your mouth”

135. “clean my fingers, this is your mess”

136. “you’re such a messy girl”

137. “why are you so hot”

138. “fuck, i love you so much”

139. “take off your underwear” - “but, there’s other people here” - “they won’t see you, there’s an entire table here”

140. “you’re so gorgeous”

141. “open your eyes”

142. “look at me while you cum”

143. “do you want me to use my fingers/mouth?”

144. “i want you to keep going, forever”

145. “do you want to join me”

146. “you’re not allowed to touch”

147. “bad girls/sluts don’t get to cum”

148. “can you tell me what you did wrong?”

149. “explain what you did, if you don’t finish before you cum, you don’t get to finish again for the rest of the night”

150. “you’re all mine” - “hm…” - “say it” - “i’m all yours”

151. “you’re such a fucking slut/whore/cunt”

152. “how bad do you want it?”

153. “make me cry”

154. “ruin me”

155. “i want to do so many things to you”

156. “you look amazing, really, but i think i prefer the dress on the floor”

157. “i need you”

158. “if you ever pull a stunt like that again, i won’t wait until we get to our bedroom”

159. “say that again, i dare you”

160. “it’s too late for this” - “you don’t have to do anything, just stay laying down”

161. “what does this make us?”

162. “i love making you so flustered, it’s so cute”

163. “do you like it when i touch right here?”

164. “can you stay quiet if i take this call?”

165. “we could get kicked out for this”

166. “don’t make me say it, you know what i want”

167. “let me eat you out while you do that”

168. “can you teach me?”

169. “can i call you mommy?”

170. “what would the others think of this? their innocent little maknae being such a whore”

171. “shower with me”

172. “put your leg over my shoulder”

173. “there’s no one else here, be louder”

174. “look what you did”

175. “i want to taste you”

176. “i’m going to fuck you against the windows, i want everyone to see how good you are”

177. “stop being gentle”

178. “i don’t care what you do, just touch me”

179. “i want to fuck you so bad”

180. “i want to feel you, inside”

181. “i promise i’ll be good, just please…”

182. “you can’t leave marks”

183. “you’re not going to fall, i’ve got you”

184. “we are not doing this standing, there’s a bed right there”

185. “do you like it when i spank you right there?”

186. “stop moving on your own, you’ll take what i give you”

187. “use my thigh”

188. “if you hate me so much, why are you letting me do this?”

189. “you’re really telling me to stop while both of your hands are in my shirt?”

190. “i still hate you”

191. “this is just sex, no strings”

192. “fuck you” - “well, that’s what we’re doing isn’t it?”

193. “you looked so hot out there”

194. “you can take it like a good girl, right?”

195. “swallow”

196. “i’ll untie you if you’re good”

197. “you heard me”

198. “that was a nice way to wake up”

199. “i want to make a mess of you”

200. “breathe, please”

201. “take it like a good girl”

202. “why don’t you make it up to me?”

203. “you think your begging is going to change my mind?”

204. “i don’t care that you’re sorry”

[blakbonnet]

AUTHOR OF THE WEEK: @clairegregoryau 💕

Everytime the topic of fandom kindness and community comes up, of helping each other out and fostering a quiet corner where people can be themselves, most people in our little fandom think of Claire. She's written over a million words of OFMD fic and read even more, and you can always see so so many recs over on her twitter. Incredible good vibes, and an author who truly lives to lift other authors up. She also does SO SO much for fic authors over on the OFMD Fic Club server <3 And she was incredibly kind and shared her entire writing process with me:

What's your writing process like? Do you start with the beginning or the end? Do you write in order or as the scenes come to you?

I’m a huge advance planner, which is a process that has developed for me over more than 25 years of writing original fiction. I’ll get whacked with a story idea, then I’ll sit down and set out the central kernel of that idea, and where it needs to start, where it needs to end, and what the turning points need to be to get there.

A lot of the time I use a three-act structure, largely because Jenkins has talked about OFMD using that structure (one example here). So that makes it easy for me to hold to the canon beats when I’m writing AU stories, or to mirror them in canon-era stories, which is also something I try to do most of the time. With long experience (and now 1.7 million words of OFMD fic written (!)), I find this part of the process really easy. I’ll usually do that plotting by hand-writing out my notes, because it really fires up a different part of your brain.

Because I am such an advance planner, I do tend to write in a completely linear way from start to finish (I also pretty commonly post my long-fics as I write- each chapter goes up as soon as it’s finished and has a final editing pass). Punching through it in a linear way, knowing the ending that I’m working towards and being enthusiastic to get there, really keeps me motivated.

I do all of my writing in 30-minute sprints at the OFMD Fic Club Discord, where we’ve built a lovely and LOUDLY enthusiastic writing community that anyone is welcome to hop into 24/7. For those who find the constant chat a bit overwhelming, we also have a Quiet Focus Sprints channel. Again via long practice, I’m a very fast writer, but that’s accelerated a lot more over the last couple of years, paradoxically because I couldn’t write the way I used to anymore.

I was diagnosed with an autoimmune disease that includes some fun brain impacts at times, and it’s really hit my working memory especially. I used to be able to hold all the strands of a complicated story together in my head as I wrote, but now I can’t do that as easily. So that’s why the outline is important for me, so I never lose track of the idea- I’ll also do a quick outline at the start of each chapter I’m writing that notes what needs to happen, and then I’ll write in what I call layers, getting down whatever I can first, and then doing sweeps back through it to add internals, narrative detail, sensory details and so on. I make a LOT of notes and square brackets as I go to remind myself of things to look at later.

I also use a plot matrix [Twitter thread, Example Matrix] that you may have seen floating around- I mostly use it to keep track of plot details that have already happened within a story, so that I can check it out at a glance, but I will sometimes plan certain elements in advance (as in the case of Tree Change, which covered 87 of the 93 Kinktober prompts last year across 12 carefully planned chapters). There’s always space when I’m writing for the characters to surprise me within that plot framework- as a final plotting thing, once I’m at the halfway mark I’ll often plot backwards from the planned end to make sure that I’m on course, and to see what I need to adjust.

Favourite trope or headcanon you like to explore while writing?

I really like to dig into the friends-to-lovers trope that sits at the heart of the show. The Ed and Stede relationship reminds me immensely of my own- like Rhys and Taika as friends, we’ve been yes-anding each other for over 25 years (all of my least hinged fic ideas come from bouncing thoughts back and forth with my husband), and it’s been a steady mix of constant silliness, curiosity, and care. We’re best friends first and that’s one of my favourite things about Ed and Stede, that they are, too.

What I really love about it is the vulnerability of these two people who’ve been hurt so much by others in the past, who’ve never been fully appreciated for all the things that they are, and in each other they find the one absolutely perfect person who just gets them, and it makes all the difference. It’s always fun to play with that and variations on it in fics, and it’s usually the beating heart of my stories.

Whose voice is easier to write - Ed or Stede? Why?

I want to say that I find them both equally easy depending on the story. Ed as a character speaks very much the way I think- he has that ADHD buzz, the high swear level, and a very AoNZ turn of phrase that’s also very familiar to Australians (like me). Writing Ed is like turning the inside of my head out and it always flows easily.

But I have always said that I see myself in both characters in equal parts, so I find Stede pretty easy to write as well. I feel like I pretty solidly understand him as a person, with his history of rejection and his commitment to trying anyway, and trying to be kind, and letting himself be fascinated by things, from piracy to books to moths to Ed (that one’s not hard).

Your personal favourite thing you've written that you'd like more people to read

This is a near-impossible question with 69 OFMD fics up on AO3 😅 I really do love them all, and I have a lot of smaller one-shots that haven’t been read as much, but overall I’m incredibly lucky with readership and so so grateful for everyone who enjoys my work.

But my recent Reverse Bang fic The Broken Lines is hugely important to me and I think it’s probably one of the best things I’ve ever written anywhere. It’s set in the aftermath of the First World War (my professional zone of expertise), and features a Stede who’s lost his voice, his memory, and as far as he knows, his Ed. He gradually remembers what happened with the help of the crew and another Ed, who appears in his mirror from 1719, searching for his own Stede. It was a beautiful collaboration with artist Gerlinde to begin with, but I also got to work with one of my longest-term writing friends Jill @followedmystar as my beta, and then with Boy, who made a truly transcendent podfic that I can’t yell about enough.

What is the one word that you think you use a lot?

I think the word I have to zap more than any other is “actually”, and there are still a million of them in there when I’m done. The main reason is that to stick close to canon voice, I try to incorporate a lot of the less iconic/ more ordinary turns of phrase that the characters use a lot in their speech (I’ve watched every episode of the show… way too many times), and both Ed and Stede actually use “actually” a surprising amount. I just use it an even more surprising amount 😂

(This just sent me on a QUEST to find a specific number because I am that kind of nerd- Stede says it 15 times in S1 and 12 in S2, and Ed says it 8 times in each, for totals of 27 and 16, many of them in distinctive moments; it just gives that little buzz of recognition for me. I started out screenwriting before I moved to prose, so my writing tends to lean pretty strongly on having a recognisable, almost audible voice to the dialogue, as well as a cinematic visual style for the big adventures especially).

Do you have a beta reader? Have they made you a better writer?

I quite deliberately don’t use a beta reader for most of my OFMD fics, because being in this space is an exercise in recovering from lifelong paralysing perfectionism around writing especially. I’ve spent so many years not finishing original work because it never feels like it passes the invisible bar for perfection that exists in my own head. So when I started writing OFMD fic, I set out to accept good enough as good enough, and to get back to enjoying writing as fully as I can.

Obviously this means that my work could be better, but I’m actively working on letting that thought go and loving everything I’ve made just as it is. When I have worked with beta readers on projects that require them, like the Reverse Bang, it’s been with friends who I trust and adore, who I know will listen to what I need (cheerleading, mostly), and will do their best to work with me on improving the story without letting me spiral into hating it all because it wakes the perfectionist beast back up.

That doesn’t mean I’m without regular support, or that I’m not trying to improve my writing! I read an absolutely insane amount of fic, and I’m always in awe of the talent we have on this ship, and always learning from what other people do well. In lieu of beta readers, we share snippets of work all the time in our sprints team, so I get feedback there; I also get it from readers in progress, who often give me a sense of what’s hitting the way I hoped and what needs a bit of tweaking. I also have lovely group chats and individual friends like Kerry @communionnimrod and Lis @ghostalservice and Jill who I can run to if I need an opinion on whether an idea feels right or not, which I will often ask.

I’m very very careful with my writing, but in a couple of rare instances readers have also DMd me to note spots where I’ve inadvertently included something that doesn’t reach the sensitivity standard I’m aiming for. I’m always grateful for that gentleness and bravery in reaching out and I’m always happy to change something or to add tags or notes as needed.

Why OFMD 🥹

I watched the whole show in one hit a week after the final episode aired, and I loved it immediately, but I thought I was going to be normal about it. The unravelling into complete, unrelenting obsession happened gradually as I rewatched it with my husband and teen, then again, and again, then started to read fics and hunt up art, then started joining fan spaces, and then dived into writing my first fic in two and a half decades (all original writing between The X-Files and here), thinking it would also be my last.

I’m still here, still writing constantly, and a major portion of it is the show and how distinctly it reflected all the many parts of me, some of which I’d never seen so clearly before. I had a tough childhood in a few different family respects. I didn’t understand that I was neurodivergent until I turned 40 and my own kids were heading for diagnosis, and I’d been rejected constantly throughout my life for being too much. I was a high achiever who was in the process of crumpling under pressure right when I watched it, and while I’d been figuring out my sense of my own queerness for a few years, I’d never had a community that helped me feel at home with that.

And in the end it’s the community that’s been the reason I’ve been fully sucked into fandom for the first time since my teens- the writing in this space is top-tier wonderful, and the community is such a found family, just like the Revenge. Being able to write and have people actually want to read that writing, being able to cheer others on and hype their work, being able to help set up the OFMD Fic Club Discord and make it a safe spaceship for so many people, has been incredibly fulfilling and lovely. 

Please head over to @ofmdlovelyletters (who also made the header) and send your love to all your favourite authors (and authors of the week 😈 watch that blog for some special letters coming your way)

[brooooswriting]

Prompt list

My first prompt list and I’m honestly not quite sure how this works. But send me a prompt and a character (you can find the characters I write for in my guidelines) :) I’m happy about request and recommendations

1. “I’m not stupid, who is s/he?

2. “I’m not flirting with anyone”

3. A: “We have a problem”

B: “no, you got a problem. I got you”

4. “If I could, I would kiss all your scars away”

5. “You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this”

6. “I don’t want to think about what life would be like without you”

7. “Do you want to stay tonight?”

8. “I killed him and I’d gladly kill him again”

9. “Don’t panic, but I think there’s someone in our house”

10. “How bad is it?”

11. “Cmon, I’ll carry you”

12. “I can’t get up”

13. “I threw up”

14. “You’re burning love”

15. “I can protect myself”

16. “Don’t touch me! GET OFF”

17. “You look beautiful”

18. “You left me. I stayed, I waited”

19. “You have the most amazing eyes”

20. “How’d you this scar?”

21. “We have time”

22. “You can still use your legs, so don’t say that I was jealous again”

23. “If even one of them touches you again, I’ll make sure they aren’t able to ever again”

24. “I’m overreacting?”

25. “Don’t cover my bite marks, or I might just have to add more”

26. “Wow, you really thought you could trust me?”

27. “You belong to me”

28. “I dare you”

29. “You can’t restart life once you make a mistake”

30. “You should be with someone who values you”

31. “I do not like (x), I like you you idiot”

32. “(X) doesn’t understand what they’re missing”

33. “If I was your girlfriend, I’d …”

34. “Can you picture me and you together?”

35. “My grandma thinks we are dating”

36. “Can’t sleep again”

37. “It���s past midnight, why are you still up?”

38. “Let’s get you some sleeping pills”

39. “She’s not your property”

40. “There is us, there never was”

41. “Keep lying and I’m out”

42. “Is this all I was to you?”

43. “You thought this was real?”

44. “All they ever did was take advantage of you. Why can’t you see that?”

45. “Tell me a story”

46. “It’s time to move on”

47. “I’m gonna take a shower, you should join me. You know, save water”

48. “Calm down! You’re scaring me”

49. “I’m done trying to fix you”

50. “I see your face everywhere… don’t you understand that?”

51. “I wasn’t enough for you, you made that clear”

52. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake to. Go back to sleep my love”

53. “Can I borrow your hoodie?”

54. “It kills me to imagine you with somebody else”

55. “You don’t own me”

56. “Can you come and get me?”

57. “You’re freezing, let’s go inside. I don’t want you to catch a cold”

58. “I don’t want you to be disappointed”

59. “It’s cute, this thing you’re doing”

60. “You should eat something”

61. “Who did this to you?!”

62. “You look like you need a hug”

63. “I love you, but you need to shut up”

64. “They’re coming. Kiss me”

65. “I’m flirting with you”

66. “I’m just so tired all the time”

67. “Would you like to take a nap with me?”

68. “Can I braid your hair?”

69. “You’re not your past”

70. “That’s not what I meant and you know it”

71. “You can cry, there’s no shame in it”

72. “You don’t do that with me”

73. “You’re not making sense dear”

74. “You feel like home”

75. “Is s/he really just a friend?”

76. “I promise I am trying”

77. “I can fix it, I will fix it”

78. “I can’t breathe around you”

79. “Don’t give me space. That’s the last thing I want”

80. “If you were any less threatening, you’d be a dandelion”

81. “I just adore you”

82. “Did I do good?”

83. “Let’s run away then”

84. “You shouldn’t trust me”

85. “What if you get hurt?”

86. “I like to do it for the plot”

87. “You are ticklish, that’s so cute”

88. “Can you warm me? I’m freezing”

89. “If you steel the blanket I’m gonna put my cold feed on you”

90. “This is low, even for you”

91. “I promise it didn’t mean anything”

92. “How much cold medicine did you take?”

93. “Get behind me”

94. “Touch her one more time and I’m gonna kill you”

95. “I want a family… with you”

96. “You’re more than a one night stand”

97. “Say that one more time and I’ll whoop your ass”

98. “My family likes you more than they like me”

99. “Every day feels like a burden”

100. “I may be a hero but I’d end the world for you”

[zabala0z]

This season is making me hyperventilate a lot in a fangirl sort of way (but also in a panicked way BECAUSE WHAT??)

Hi! I got 5 episodes that I freaked out over. Come and hear my thoughts. You have to.

MAG 87: The Uncanny Valley

Circus. That girl is named like Nikola Orsinov which is the same last name as the ringmaster of The Circus back in like the mid 1900’s? So I’m assuming she’s a descendant and taking up the mantle of traumatizing people. Gertrude mentioned “The Unknowing” which Not Sasha mentioned before and like Leitner. In this context, it sounds less like a title and more like an apocalypse: not a good sign. ALSO THE MUSIC.

Not much to say for MAG 88: Dig besides I don’t wanna dig. Also the calliope organ is gone. Oh god. Feels like this circus is gonna be the main antagonist this season. Unfortunately I despise clowns

MAG 89: Twice as Bright

I went insane over this episode guys. I love Jude and hate her. The description with her coworker and his new house and baby and wife, I was just screaming, “no dont kill him!! 😭😭”. And she did. Not surprised. Like every word she spoke made me viscerally uncomfortable but she’s such an interesting character.

Also she like…likes Agnes, yeah? I clocked that after reading over the transcript. I’m assuming the entity shes under is like The Desolation cause I think The Lightless Flame is just the name of the cult. Poor Jon. Bros hand is not gonna be the same. Im hoping she appears again. Interesting that Michael Crew hangs around the Fairchilds. Makes sense since like every situation they’re involved in is the whole empty/alone/open area thing. I’m still thinking the entity they’re under is The Vast because that’s what Michael said before jumping out that window and I think I’m right

MAG 90: Body Builder

JARED HOPWORTH. Why did you open a gym, bro?? Like the moment I heard, “large guy-“ my brain, “oh yeah that’s Jared”

The whole flesh torso things, I guess used to be humans but Jared decided “I think they’d look cool without their arms” so that’s why he said “too soon” towards Davenport. Marie probably stole those femurs so I’m wondering if she got the whole bone altering power???

MAG 91: The Coming Storm

Holy shit. Jesus. Oh my god. First off, Mike was so polite??? Like he offered tea and stuff. And then that kinda changed when he like full of astral projected Jon or something. Or I guess he raised the air pressure. Props to the sound effects, I love them. I liked hearing Mikes story but holy shit DAISY. I love Daisy. But girl calm down 😭 actually I can’t even blame her

I was at the temple by the way, making garlands, and listening to this was a nightmare because I couldn’t make any outward reaction. So that’s why I went to a bathroom stall and freaked as Daisy kicked the shit out of Mike. Couple things though; the fact the tape recorder keeps turning on is def a concern. Pretty sure it’s The Eye. I don’t know if it can physically do much since it…watches but that’s what I’m thinking. But why? Is it breaking the 4th wall?

Basira coming in clutch ‼️‼️ Also, Jon getting info out of people is apparently not a natural thing. Makes sense why Jude and Mike told their whole story and even remarked on how strange it was they did at the end of it. It makes sense actually. Jon is truly the main character but utilized in such a great way. Oh he doesn’t die? It’s not plot armor, it’s just the all seeing entity protecting him. Everyone tells him everything? Yeah that’s kinda his power. Love it.

So yeah! That’s everything. Pretty terrified because there’s powerful entities and I’m scared someone is going to die. If Basira or Daisy die, I will cry. Actually if anyone dies, im a very emotionally attached person

[justicerikai]

Charisma House - Superhuman Sharehouse Story “Charisma” - #87 The Bus Won't Come

Please read alongside listening to the drama track on Youtube.

Let me know if I missed something!

TL note:

Iori calls himself a シルバーキラー (lit. A silver killer).  It’s the same way the term “lady killer” is used in English, except it’s more versatile in Japanese by applying it to different groups of people. Such as older men (おじさんキラー lit. old man killer), or if you’re a “handsome young man who seduces married women”. (マダムキラー lit. madam killer). Basically, in this case, senior citizens fall for Iori’s wiles.

Iori: No sign of the bus, huh

Rikai: ….

Rikai: …How strange. It should’ve come already…

Iori: Aren’t you thirsty?

Rikai: ….Ah no, I’m fine.

Iori: Doesn’t your butt hurt?

Rikai: Eh?

Iori: This bench is tough. Not to mention the lack of satisfactory service.

Iori: Here, you can sit on my lap if you’d like.

Rikai: I’ll pass.

Iori: No need to hold back!

Rikai: Iori-san.

Iori: ….

Iori: Lemme know if somethings bothering you then

Rikai: ....On the same line of thought, it does bother me how the bus hasn’t come at the appointed time.

Iori: I’ll go track it down

Rikai: No no no! Iori-san, please stay here.

Rikai: We’ll ride the bus together when it comes.

Iori: ….’Kay.

Iori: Lemme know if somethings bothering you then

Rikai: What about yourself, Iori-san.

Iori: Huh?

Rikai: You’re always preoccupied with the business of others 

Rikai: Isn’t there anything that’s bothering you, Iori-san?

Iori: ….Nah, don’t mind me.

Rikai: I can’t, please tell me if there is.

Iori: Eeeh~... I dunno… 

Iori: How there’s nothing I need to do, I guess. Keep thinking if spending my time like this is any good.

Iori: Being sort of useless and all that. Or more like I end up being fidgety over it

Rikai: Please don’t think of such things. You’re always supporting us from behind the scenes, no?

Iori: Really? I’m glad

Rikai: Just remember to keep yourself in consideration too sometimes.

Iori: Yessiiiir~

(Iori gets up)

Rikai: Are you going somewhere?

Iori: Got nothing to do so I’m going to look for something to keep me busy

Rikai: Did you even listen to me!?

Rikai: Besides I would much rather prefer if you stayed here with me! Iori-sa….

(Iori leaves and Rikai sighs)

(Terra walks by)

Rikai: Terra-san, where are you headed off to?

Terra: On a walk~♪

Rikai: Selfish as always…

Rikai: Why can’t everyone sit still and wait patiently. What am I supposed to do if the bus comes and leaves them behind in the meantime? 

Terra: Terra-kun won’t be left behind that easily

Rikai: ….

(Terra sits down)

Terra: The bus sure won’t come~

Rikai: My apologies, if only I had my act more together.

Terra: ?

Rikai: I haven’t been able to preserve order at all lately. As the leader, I feel responsible for my conduct.

Terra: What are you on, all of us would’ve perished with you long time ago

Rikai: Eh?

Terra: The fact that we like, somehow got this far is thanks to you

Rikai: Terra-san! Do you mean that!?

Terra: Yup, that’s why I can take it easy and go on a walk

Rikai: I see! Of course!

Rikai: I, the perfect man of society, standing proudly in the middle allows everyone to be free as they please to!

Terra: Uh I didn’t like, say that much….

Rikai: Yet in other words, an existence such as myself has the potential to sow chaos too on the contrary.

Rikai: Terra-san, education is difficult no matter the era we’re in.

Terra: What are you yapping about?

Rikai: Alright, I’ll give it my all! Rikai-oniisan shall not falter!

Terra: Where you going?

Toilet: To the lavatory

(Rikai leaves)

(Ohse and Amahiko walk by)

Terra: Amahiko, you already good?

Amahiko: Yes, I’ve surprisingly recovered quite well. Although I do still feel slightly sleepy.

Amahiko: ….The bus isn’t coming, huh.

Terra: I give up

Ohse: …Sorry

Terra & Amahiko: ?

Terra: Ghost-kun, what’cha apologizing for?

Ohse: Eh… ah, no…

Terra: No apologizing without a reason

Ohse: Sorry

Terra: Again

Ohse: …

Ohse: Understood.

(Terra gets up)

Amahiko: Terra-san, where are you off to?

Terra: Just a lil’ walk

Amahiko: Would you like to go together?

Terra: Nah, alone’s fine

Amahiko: Very well then

(Terra leaves)

Amahiko: Sigh… 

Ohse: …Um, please go to sleep. I’ll wake you up once the bus comes.

Amahiko: ...Ohse-san, you shouldn't overdo it yourself. You're tired too, no.

(Ohse running off on the road)

Ohse: You better show up soon… Bus…

Amahiko: Hmm~ ....To come… or not to come…

Ohse: Eh?

Amahiko: What would you prefer, Ohse-san?

Ohse: I’d… like to be alone.

Amahiko: Eh?

Ohse: Ah, no not like that! I didn’t imply a-anything else with being alone!

Amahiko: Fufu

Ohse: I messed up! I’m really just a piece of shit! I’m so sorry!

(Ohse runs away)

Amahiko: Ohse-san!?

Amahiko: …He ran away

Amahiko: ….

Sarukawa: Oi  Amahiko, you seen Fumiya ‘round?

Amahiko: I haven’t

Sarukawa: Where did that bastard run off to

Sarukawa: Came up to me like, let’s hitchhike so I stuck with him and then he poofed into thin air

Sarukawa: Forreal gotta get his ass at least once

Amahiko: Haha…

(Sarukawa sits down)

Sarukawa: When’s this damn bus coming. And why we gotta wait for sumn’ that won’t show up

(Sarukawa stands up)

Sarukawa: I’m gon’ run off on my own y’know!

Amahiko: …..

(Sarukawa sits back down)

(Amahiko smiles)

Sarukawa: ….Your ma all good?

Amahiko: …Yes, she made a full recovery one way or another

Sarukawa: Really, that’s good news

Amahiko: However…

Sarukawa: ?

Amahiko: Father ended up bed ridden instead.

Sarukawa: Puh- hahahaha! Hahahaha!!

Sarukawa: Forreal!? That old man’s got his shit fucked!? Amazing!

Amahiko: Eeh!?

Sarukawa: Fuckers that mess with ya deserve to get their asses beat!

Sarukawa: Now that’s what I’m talkin’ bout, hahaha, hahahaha!!!

Amahiko: Aha… Ahahaha…!

(Amahiko gets up)

Sarukawa: Mh, where you off to?

Amahiko: I’m going to search for Ohse-san

(Amahiko leaves)

Sarukawa:  ….

Sarukawa:  Fufu…

Fumiya: Kei

Sarukawa: Fumiya! Where the hell were ya!?

Fumiya: I finally got it

Sarukawa: Hah?

Sarukawa: Ah! Someone to hitchhike us!? Ya finally got them to stop!

Fumiya: Nah, got this giant stag beetle

Sarukawa: Hah?

(Fumiya shoves it in Sarukawa’s face)

Fumiya: Isn’t it cool? Look, a giant stag beetle.

Sarukawa: Stopstopstop

Fumiya: Looook, very big. So cool. Jealous, aren’t you.

Fumiya: A giant stag beetle, look, looook

Sarukawa: Aaah! And the hitchhiking then!? The fuck you playing around for!

Sarukawa: Owowowow! It’s pinching me! Bastard!

Fumiya: Hahaha

Sarukawa: ….!

Sarukawa: Wait all ya want, s’not coming

Sarukawa: I’m gon’ run off on my own, y'know! 

Fumiya: …I wonder if Ryuu’s fine

Sarukawa: Hell if I know, what’s gotten into ya

Fumiya: Would be nice if he was.

Sarukawa: Shuddup, ain’t nothing for you to worry ‘bout. Be quiet.

Sarukawa: ….It’s his problem to deal with. Ain’t nothing we can do ‘bout it.

Fumiya: ….

(Sarukawa stands up)

Sarukawa: ….! Where they at!

Fumiya: Eh? How should I know? You’re the one that knows about Ryuu-

Sarukawa: The giant stag beetles!

Fumiya: Eeeeh!?

Sarukawa: I’m so gonna find a way bigger one than yours, just watch!

(Sarukawa runs off)

Fumiya: Hahaha…

(Iori walks by)

Iori: Ah, Fumiya-san. Huh? Where’s everyone?

Fumiya: Dunno

(Iori puts down the bag of drinks)

Fumiya: Ah, water, where from?

Iori: Asked some people in the neighborhood and I received these.

Iori: Who knew I had the charms to woo over the elderly.

(Iori opens a bottle)

Iori: Okay, here you go

Fumiya: ….

Iori: …Hm? It’s fine to drink?

Fumiya: …Yeah, but let’s wait for everyone. We’ll drink together

Iori: …

Iori: ….Roger wilco!

Iori: Still no sign of the bus

Fumiya: ….Mhm

Iori: Wonder what’s gonna happen from now on

Fumiya: ….Mhm

Iori: Fumiya-san, what are you planning to do?

Fumiya: …Eh? Uh, nothing, haven’t decided on anything.

Iori: Really now~?

Fumiya: Being with a bunch of like-minded people, and passing the time away together is more than enough for me. 

Iori: Liar!

Iori: What just happened!? Eeeeh!?

Iori: Actually, where are we even going when we get on the bus?

Fumiya: Ah, about our next destination. Just so you know--

Rikai: Ah Iori-san, you came back, I was searching for you.

Iori: Oh, sorry sorry

Amahiko: Catched myself an Ohse-san~

Terra: You’re like, the worst!

Sarukawa: Your damn fault!

(Everyone’s being noisy)

Iori: Guuuys, there’s water. Please have a drink.

(Everyone sits down and drinks water)

Rikai: What… do we do…

Rikai: Should we walk?

Terra: Eeeeh~

Sarukawa: See? It’s gon’ be that after all, stupid

Fumiya: Lame

Ohse: Amahiko-san, will you be fine?

Amahiko: Yes

(Rikai stands up)

Terra: Eh! Are we seriously walking???

Iori: Not like we have much choice, it didn’t come despite us waiting.

Terra: Geez!

(Everyone standing up slowly)

Fumiya: …Then, we’re off?

Rikai: Guess we’ll depart

(Everyone sighs and starts dragging their feet)

Ohse: ….?

Ohse: Ah! A car’s coming!

The six of them: Wuh!?

(Everyone gets frantic)

(The car speeds by without stopping)

The seven of them: AAAAAAAAH!!!

Rikai: HELP US!

The seven of them: ASSHOLEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

[dgknightblue]

Scenario:

The turtles crossover <3 and they have a simulator that will recreate one of their enemies. They all have to fight their version of that enemy, so it has to be one they all have.

The first they try out is Stockman/ Stockboy because he’s easy. God they all laughed at that.

It was difficult to find an enemy that all of them each have. They were all in the simulator and so they decided to fight their shredders (rise and either 2007 or 2012 tried to reject this).

Right off the bat, a few were slammed into walls by Rise shredder. God Rise Shredder and 2012 Mutated Shredder were horrible.

“Grandpa! That is no way to treat your family. Now come here for a hug <3”, rise Mikey teased.

They then teamed up with 19(89??/ 87???) to wail on him.

They take a break from the exercise to eat.

“That was crazy! And what was that about calling Shredder grandpa?”

“He was our great x8 grandfather! He was tricked into wearing demonic armor and became the shredder who was sealed a way 500+ years ago.”

“His soul is free now and living it up with our gram gram, who was his daughter. She created the Hamato clan.”

“Wow…I’m glad to hear. He was a tough cookie.”

They talked about some of their villains.

“Okay so do you guys have a bebop and rocksteady?”

“Nope! But we do have a Todd. He’s not a villain but they were his friends. Like Meatsweats, who tried to eat us. I’m his biggest fan.”

“…what?”

“He use to be a famous chef that would destroy the dreams of every chef that entered his kitchen.”

“Now he just tries to cook and eat any mutant he thinks would taste good. He has some good recipes for turtles.”

They go quiet for a moment as they eat their pizza. A Mikey leans towards a Raph.

“Remind me not to look particularly tasty.”

“Duty noted.”

They go back to the simulator. They decided to try Karai. After all, in most versions she was on the other side most of the time. Rise said nothing because they wanted to see her again.

Since it was a simulator, Karai would only act based on the turtles memory of her. 2012 Karai wouldn’t go for the kill.

Rise Karai… she stood there. She smiled and held her arms out. The rise boys ran to her. They hugged her and cried.

“Gram gram…. I’m sorry… we failed you…. You shouldn’t have died!”, they still felt guilty.

“Anata wa hitori janai.”

Rise smiled at her and they all let go. She fought with them. 2012 Leo was going through a crisis when he he saw them.

Rise Karai gets 2012 Karai on their side.

Eventually, they stopped for a moment so that the rise boys had time to clear the tears. 2007 talked to them for a moment. Once they gave the go a head, they decided to fight a simulation of foot soldiers.

They all laughed at the paper foot. Buddy was among the crowd and hugged all the Raph’s he could.

“This is Raph’s best friend and sparring partner! Buddy!”

“Awe he’s so cute!”

The robot foot were something. The other feet were notable too in some way.

Of course there was the foot leaders too.

“Why are their heads on fire?”

“I don’t know.”

“Whose the girl being Mikey and Donnie with a metal stick?”

“Casey.”

“That’s Casey jones??? Why is she with the foot?”

“She grew up that way. Pretty sure the foot leaders were her dads before…they died.”

“Is she still?”

“Well someone has to lead the newly changed sister clan. Since she was part of the main branch, she tasked Jr with assimilating the secondary branch members all over the globe. Of course there are splinter cells that don’t agree with the change but…”

“Well there is no more shredder after all.”

“Whose Jr?”

“Casey.”

“What?”

“Ah we have two Casey’s. Cassandra Jones or Casey Sr and Casey Jones Jr.”

“We just call him Jr.”

“She looks a round your age…”

“He’s from the future.”

“Oh.”

“Guys please, she isn’t slowing down at all!”

They forgot she was still beating them with a metal stick while they were talking.

“We should do something about that huh?”

“Probably.”

They watch a little longer. Okay so a Mikey started crying so they finally walked over to pick her up.

“Cass! That’s enough, they yield!”

“I crave violence cousin!” (I would have said brother but she is so their cousin)

“Regardless.”

Simulation change once more. This one gave a noticeable tone shift for the Rise crew. Like this is life or death.

The Kraang… rise Kraang made someone wet themself (or they say as a joke).

This is the most serious they have ever seen the rise crew and they don’t like it. Rise forgets it’s a simulation.

“I will stop you!”, Leo grits his teeth and glares.

The Kraang mocks him and it circles him.

“What ever it takes, EVEN IF THAT MEANS I HAVE TO DIE!”, he snarls before launching himself with teleportation.

They don’t crack a joke and fight with everything they have. They get the floor wiped with them.

They get back up. They get beat again. They get back up. The Utrom get knocked out and the other Kraang squished.

The other turtles are trying to fight sister Kraang but nearly die. (I like thinking brother Kraang is confirmed dead.)

Everyone but Leo managed to get knocked out. He gets back up again.

“Your persistence is futile. I will beat you will an inch of your life and have you barely cling to life just to make you watch your pathetic world crumble under the rule of the Kraang.”

He punches Leo a few times. The others try to help- but they can’t do anything.

“Yield to the Kraang!”

Leo coughs up blood. He escapes. The Kraang follow. They fight more. Leo was much better than he was when he fought the Kraang.

Leo had a plan for the debris. He will have the Kraang fall onto two spike shaped debris. Leo following after him.

“Little Leo no!”

The simulation stops before anyone sees him make contact with the protruding metal. Leo falls onto the ground.

His family looks him over before he gets slapped in the face by a slipper.

“What did we talk about when it comes to devaluing your life?”

“Not to…”

“That’s right. No more simulations for you.”

Bonus:

On a lighter note:

“Hey… you guys want to see Leo’s best friend?”

“Sure!”

They see Usagi. Rise Leo looks at them and giggle.

“Wow, your boyfriend is cute!”

“What? No no! He- he’s just a friend I promise!”

“Really? Aw… I was hoping I had a chance with mine…”

“Well just because he is in complete denial doesn’t mean you’d fail.”

“I don’t know…”

Leo goes on to explain how Usagi isn’t interested in him (also casually saying Usagi kissed him- which the others pick up on) and that he will never go out with him and he accepts that.

The turtles that were with rise Leo thinks he’s been lead on. That is not the case.

“Oh! Man I remember that one time I was invited to a new friends wedding. I caught the bouquet. Dream come true. Until the other guests wanted the bouquet. Usagi helped me run a way.”

“Uh have you told him that you-?”

“Oh several times, but he keeps ignoring it. For a while I thought that him kissing me meant that he liked me but now I am not sure.”

There was a pause.

“However I am not going to say no to any kind of affection from him <3”

“That doesn’t sound healthy….”

“What can you do? When your me? Haha”

Two weeks later and someone walks in to see Leo sitting on Usagi’s lap. Oh wow, Usagi can run.

“I don’t know what happened. One second Usagi was talking about his day and the next second a weapon was sent his way.”

———

[sunshinereddie]

stay calm

so i haven’t quite finished my ACTUAL fic for day 5 of reddie week yet (it might not be ready until tmrw, unfortunately) so i’m deciding to share some snippets from another crossover idea i had…

reddie x five nights at freddy’s!!

im aware that this is a pretty niche crossover but it’s one of my favourites, so i hope you enjoy this small snippet! 🐻🐰🐤🦊

1,726 words. cw: blood and child death mention.

@reddieweek Day 5 Prompt: Books/Games/Movies/TV!

read under the cut!

“Hey,” Richie says, dropping his headphones to dangle around his neck. “Did you know that a kid died here once?” Richie bites down on his bottom lip to try and hide his smile when he sees Eddie’s shoulders stiffen and his hand freeze as he toggles through the different cameras.

“Yeah right,” Eddie finally says, but Richie can see right through the false confidence he’s trying to put on.

“I’m serious,” Richie presses, rolling his chair over to the cameras, leaning close to Eddie. Eddie flinches at the harsh squeaking of the chair’s wheels and the sudden appearance of Richie at his side. Richie grins at the sight of Eddie’s pale face and his wide, worrying eyes before he continues. “Back in ‘87, there was a birthday party going on here. Apparently, the little birthday boy just loved one of the animatronics and wanted to give it a hug, but kids aren’t allowed on the stage. The employees told him it was dangerous, but the kid thought, what could be so dangerous about them? So, when none of the staff were looking, the kid climbed up onto the stage and tried to start playing with one of the animatronics, the fox one. He must have pushed a button or yanked the machine the wrong way or something, because next thing he knew…” Richie jumps forward in his seat and slams his hand down on the desk, the harsh clap cutting through the silence of the office and making Eddie recoil back in surprise. “The fox freaked out and bit the kid’s arm clean off. Apparently there was blood everywhere- he bled out before the ambulance even arrived.”

Richie leans in closer towards Eddie, waiting to get a reaction from him. When Richie finishes telling his story, Eddie looks like he’s about five seconds away from pissing his pants. Richie tries his best to hold in a laugh as he watches the story sink into Eddie’s mind, the images Richie planted into his head haunting him.

“You’re full of it,” Eddie says eventually, rolling himself back over to the desk. “Stop making shit up.”

“I’m not!” Richie defends. “It’s true. I went to middle school with the kid’s older brother. He told me all about it.”

“Well, then he was a liar,” Eddie says firmly, some of the shakiness disappearing from his voice. Richie isn’t sure if Eddie is trying to diminish Richie’s story, or comfort himself.

Richie shrugs, leaning back in his chair. “He wasn’t. That’s why they keep the fox off the main stage nowadays.” Richie reaches over to the camera panel and switches the monitor from the main stage to the camera titled “Pirate’s Cove”, which displays a fuzzy image of a small stage closed off with a curtain and a sign attached to the stage reading, Sorry! Out of Order. “They weren’t sure why it bit the kid in the first place, so they couldn’t repair it so it wouldn’t do it again. And, apparently there was so much blood that they couldn’t get it out of the suit.”

“Didn’t your mother ever tell you it’s not nice to tell lies?” Eddie says, switching the camera from Pirate’s Cove back to the Main Stage.

“Oh, she did,” Richie replies. “She also told me never to come back to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, because they say that the ghost of the boy who died still haunts the place to this day…” His hand sneaks around the back of Eddie’s chair, then grabs the collar of Eddie’s shirt. Eddie practically jumps out of his seat, letting out a string of curses as he smacks Richie’s hand away.

“Asshole!” he says, grabbing a ball of crumpled paper from the desk and launching it at Richie’s face. Richie also nearly falls from his seat, but in his case, it’s because he’s howling with laughter at Eddie’s reaction. Richie didn’t mean to really scare the poor guy, just to poke fun at his nerves, but he couldn’t help himself. Besides, Richie thought it was kind of cute, the way Eddie’s cheeks and ears flushed bright red as he attempted to regain his composure.

“Oh, man, that was good,” Richie says, pretending to wipe a tear from his eye. “I haven’t laughed that hard in a long time.”

Eddie grumbles something that Richie couldn’t quite hear, though he could assume the general idea from Eddie’s tone. Richie wheels himself back over to his side of the desk, lifting his headphones back onto his ears and pressing play on his Walkman. He glances over to the clock on the wall- it’s 1:37am. The night had been going by painfully slow, but at least that amused him for a little chunk of time. And hey, Richie thinks to himself as he reassumes his position of resting his feet up against the desk and leaning back in his chair, at least if I start to get bored, I know a way to entertain myself.

Eddie, on the other hand, was not as impressed by Richie’s idea of “entertainment.” It took a few minutes for his heart to slow back down to a normal pace, with Eddie glancing over to the side every once in a while to make sure Richie wasn’t getting up to anything else.

Eddie doesn’t believe a word that Richie said. What kind of a business would keep things open and running if a kid was brutally killed in their restaurant? And they would especially never keep the animatronic that did it. There was no way. But still… Eddie shivers at the image that his over-active imagination created in his head, of the scene- the false scene- that Richie has described.

Eddie also does not believe in ghosts. Out of all the things that Richie said to try and scare him, the idea of the ghost of this child haunting the restaurant is the most ridiculous. It was just a silly ghost story, one that Eddie is much too old to be getting scared of. But still… Eddie had to admit, there is something haunting about the animatronics, as he stares at them on stage through the camera. He knows that they are supposed to be fun and exciting for the kids, but Eddie wonders how anyone could enjoy a party run by those things. The rabbit one isn’t that bad- it looks dirty and its jaw hangs at a weird, broken angle that makes Eddie wonder how it got like that. The bird, sitting on the far end of the stage isn’t much worse, but it also isn’t any better. Its beak is full of teeth that Eddie thinks are just a bit too sharp for the mascot of a children’s restaurant, and it wore a bib around its neck displaying the words LET'S EAT, but the words are faded and hard to read underneath several dark, splattered stains on the white fabric. But the worst had to be the bear, Freddy, the face of the business. It's not that Freddy is necessarily scary, but Eddie finds it hard to not get creeped out by those eyes staring back at the camera, eyes that seem a bit too humanlike-

Eddie freezes.

Wait a minute.

Had the bear always been looking into the camera? The rabbit and the chicken are staring out to the room, their metal eyelids shut, and Eddie could have sworn that the bear had been in the exact same position. But even through the static of the camera and the darkness of the dimly-lit building, there was no mistaking it- Freddy is staring at the camera. Staring at him. Eddie tells himself he must have just not been paying attention before, that Freddy had always been looking towards the camera, and Eddie only just noticed now because he was actually looking at them, not just scanning over the pictures of each camera. Yes, that was it.

Eddie stares at Freddy. Freddy stares back. His eyes are open wide, so much so that Eddie can see most of the white of the white ball in the sockets, with the black pupils painted on directly in the center. He knows that they’re nothing more than plastic balls painted to look like eyes, and yet… something about it still makes Eddie feel unsettled. He knows that they’re nothing more than plastic eyes in an animatronic suit, but it still feels like they’re… watching him. It still feels like they can see him.

Eddie starts to turn to Richie to ask if he could remember if Freddy had always been looking to the camera or not, but he quickly catches himself before the words can make it out of his mouth. Surely if Eddie asks a question like that, Richie would make fun of him for the rest of the night. Eddie can already feel the embarrassment burning his cheeks as he imagines Richie’s teasing, “Wait, don’t tell me you actually got scared from that story! Oh man, I really got you!” Eddie shakes his head and lets out a grumbled sigh, unheard by Richie through his blaring music. As much as Eddie would have hated to hear Richie say it, he knows Richie would have been right. Why is he getting so worked up about it? The animatronics don’t move, he was just letting Richie’s stupid story fill his head with an even more stupid idea, and causing himself to uncessarily worry. Eddie is sure he must have just not noticed where Freddy was looking until he started paying attention to it. Eddie turns back to the cameras, ready to switch off from the Show Stage to do another check of the building.

Freddy isn’t looking at the camera.

Freddy, now perfectly in position with the rabbit and the bird on either side of him, is facing the room in front of him, leaving Eddie to stare in shock at the side of his head. Eddie leans forward, getting as close to the monitor as he can to make sure that yes, he’s seeing things right, that yes, Freddy is not looking directly into the camera, he’s looking out in front of him, in fact he’s not looking at all, because his metal eyelids are shut. It almost looks like he’s sleeping.

As Eddie looks at the camera, there’s only one thought in his mind.

What the fuck?

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PM 87 May 26 Flood

@prongsfoot-microfic

When rain makes James worry about the flood messing with Sirius on his motorbike ride, Lily invites him for a very interesting visit.

AO3

Definitely NSFW.

***

“It’s really coming down now,” Lily says, as she and James watch the rain fall outside their window.  “It might even flood.”

“Maybe we should call Sirius on the mirror, then?” James asks.  “I know he enjoys his rides, but a flood is definitely not motorbike friendly.”

Lily hums.  “If he needs to, he’ll just apparate home.”

“Yeah, but I’d rather he apparate here,” James mutters.  “So, I don’t worry about him.”

Lily sighs.  Despite still getting used to this whole sharing James thing, she still forgets that James would prefer Sirius live with them.  Unfortunately, she hadn’t told him that he could live with them, and James was leaving it up to her when Sirius would get invited.  

Until he was, he had a different place to go home to. 

Maybe now’s the time.  After all, it’s been three months.  

She leaves James to his rain watching and grabs the mirror on the couch before heading to the kitchen.  “Sirius Black.”

“James – I – Lily?” Sirius asks, as he appears, evidently not expecting her.  “Is something wrong?”

“No, nothing’s really wrong,” Lily states.  “We were just worried about the flood and James was hoping you would come over.”

“Oh, er, sure.  I wouldn’t mind.  Although, I wouldn’t want to go out into the flooding waters after I’m there,” Sirius states, despite the fact that they have magic, and he could easily floo home.  

Lily clears her throat.  “Actually, you can stay tonight – and every night.  I think you should move in.”

“Really?”  “Really?”

She looks up to see James standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

“Yes, really.  It’s clear to me that it would be best if Sirius moves in – clearly, you want him here, he wants to be here and I just want you both to be happy,” Lily states, smiling.  “I do have one request, though.”

“Oh?”

“I want to watch tonight,” Lily states, trying not to flush.  She’d been wondering about Sirius for some time and although he’d never do it with her since he’s gay, she could deal with the fantasies.  “And if I like it… maybe other nights, too?”

“Never imagined you for a voyeur,” Sirius teases.  “I’ll be right over.”

“Good.”

***

Lily can’t help smiling as soon as Sirius appeared in their entranceway, James is kissing him passionately.  Clearly, she knows what her husband likes and wants.  

“Why don’t we take this upstairs?” she suggests.

They break apart reluctantly, but James doesn’t hesitate to take Sirius’ hand and leads him upstairs to Sirius’ room, which already has a lot of his things since he’d been given permission to stay there more often than not these days (ever since she agreed to share James with his best friend).  

She trails behind them, and notes that they’re immediately back to kissing passionately with James undressing Sirius like he’s some sort of present to be unwrapped. 

As Lily settles in on the loveseat in the room, she notes that Sirius dressed in lacy male lingerie looks utterly delicious, if only he were into women.  She wonders if James bought him that lingerie since she knows that he loves buying her lingerie.  

Once Sirius is undressed, he goes about absolutely ravishing to James as he undresses him and judging by the moans, James loves every second of it.  She can’t resist removing her panties and beginning to touch herself as Sirius expertly moves to all the right spots as he falls to his knees.  

He gets to James’ trousers and belt, “May I, please?”

James groans.  “If that heavenly mouth touches me, it doesn’t stop touching me until I come.  You know what that means, don’t you?”

Sirius moans.  “You know how much I enjoy being teased and edged until you’re ready to go again, I’m more than game for it.”

James grins.  “Then, you may.”

Lily moans.  It’s so incredibly hot to watch James be all… assertive and dominating.  The idea of James edging Sirius… just undeniably hot.  She loves this insight into their love life.  No wonder James couldn’t keep away from him.  He always had a dominating streak that she’s not exactly willing to play along with.  Sirius is the perfect willing outlet.

Especially since she hates sucking James off.  Now, she can just send him off to Sirius whenever he wants it, she thinks.  Especially, given Sirius seems to enjoy absolutely worshipping James’ cock.  It’s like he was born with James’ cock in his mouth and judging by James’ sounds, James can’t get enough of it.

“Yes, Si, yes, right there,” James groans out.  “Soooo perfect.”

Sirius lets out a low and pleased sound despite his mouth being full of cock.  It must be encouraging to James, who threads his hands through Sirius’ hair and takes full control of the blow job.  Sirius can’t do anything but accept the bruising pace of James’ bucking hips and it honestly is enough for Lily to rub herself a little faster.  

She comes just as James does, but he doesn’t pull off right away.  Instead, he holds Sirius’ head there as he softens.  “I bet you’d love to just keep me warm until I’m ready again, wouldn’t you, Pads?”

Sirius hums and Lily grins.  She always said that Sirius would do anything for James, and it was very interesting to imagine Sirius just happily content to have James’ cock in his mouth.  Maybe someday, she could convince him to keep James’ cock warm while she lazily snogs James.  After all, James would love that attention.  

She’s drawn out of her musings by James helping Sirius to his feet and to the mirror.  He stands behind him, admiring the crotchless, lacy lingerie Sirius is wearing, which allows for his hard cock to be clearly visible and touched, except James doesn’t touch it.  

Instead, he kisses Sirius’ neck, and allows his hands to touch Sirius’ hips, arse, thighs, but ignores his cock.  Every time he gets close as he drags his fingers over Sirius’ thighs, only to pull away, Sirius whines.  

“Please, please, Prongs.  I want – I need – touch me.”

James chuckles against his neck and Lily, once again, moves her hand to stroke herself.  

“Ah, ah, ah, you know how this works,” James whispers in his ear, but it’s not very quiet since Lily can still hear them.  Given that he locks eyes with her through the mirror, she knows he did that on purpose.  “You wanted to be teased.”

Sirius groans, “But – but teased usually involves some cock attention.”

James rubs his soft cock against Sirius’ arse.  “There you go – cock attention.”

Sirius whines.  “You know I meant my cock attention.”

James hums as he sucks on Sirius’ throat.  “Did I?”

Sirius wiggles and whines.  “Please – please – Jay.  Haven’t I been a good boy?  Can’t I – please – get some attention.”

James chuckles, softly.  He lets his hand ghost over Sirius’ cock.  “That good enough,” he teases.

Sirius whines, so James does it, again and again. 

Lily had no idea this side of her husband existed.  The teasing, dominating side that had Sirius wiggling and whining.  He wants more but submits to James’ whims, it’s delightfully hot.

Eventually, James orders, “To the bed, on your back.”

Sirius immediately complies and James doesn’t hesitate to pull out some padded handcuffs much to Sirius’ groaning.  

“You be a good boy now, Pads,” James says.  “No coming until I’m done with you, and you best put on a good show for my lovely wife.”

Lily can’t help the moan that escapes her at that.  James’ ordering Sirius to put on a good show – should not be as hot as it is, but she’s thrilled by Sirius’ response.

“Yes, Sir – Jay, Prongs,” Sirius gasps as James squeezes his cock.  

“Good, that’s what I liked to hear,” James states.  He looks back at her and throws her a wink.  “Feel free to move around if you like – for a better visual.”

Lily grins and moves to the chair next to the bed.  It’s just as comfortable and she can watch James completely ravish and torment Sirius with his mouth – which is quite skillful – as Sirius keeps looking from James to Lily, clearly wanting to be as good as James ordered him to be.

“Go on, Si, make lots of noise – I love it,” Lily tells him as she goes back to fondling herself.

Sirius groans but complies.  Moaning, groaning, and whining as James takes his delightful time licking, kissing and sucking all over Sirius’ body.  It’s clear that he’s enjoying himself, especially as he avoids Sirius’ cock.

“Please, oh, please, James.  I need you touch my cock, please,” Sirius whines.

“I don’t know – think he deserves it?” James questions, obviously to her.  “Has he given you enough of a show?”

Lily hums.  “I suppose he’s earned some attention.”

Sirius whines, as James begins to kiss, lick, and suck on his cock.  He hasn’t been given permission to come, and he’s struggling a bit with the denial of it all, which James helps with by stopping him from coming.  

The edging of Sirius is undeniably hot.  He wants it, he’s whining and moaning while James is grinning, and Lily is enjoying the sight.  

“Do it, again,” Lily says.  “I’d love to see how many times you can get him to the edge and back.”

Sirius whines, but James smirks, evilly.  “Well, you heard her, Si, let’s play a game.”

Lily loves this side of James and continues to play with herself as James brings Sirius to the edge – one, two, three times before he’s had enough and begins to bugger him hard and fast.  

It takes a surprisingly little amount of time for James to be stuttering in his thrusts and flooding Sirius’ arse with come. He quickly begins to wank Sirius off (for real this time as Lily comes, too).  Once Sirius has finally come, thrilled, and seeing stars, James lays beside him and lets him taste his own come from James’ fingers as he uses his fingers to clean him up rather than using his wand.

“Everything you dreamed of?” James questions, looking at her.  “Did you like the show?”

Lily grins, “It was fantastic.”

James gives Sirius a kiss.  “Hear that, Si?  You were a very good boy.”

Sirius groans.  “You two just tortured me with pleasure and denial, at least give me a minute’s rest before you hit one of my triggers again.”

Lily laughs.  “I didn’t realize I was going to be included, although, I wouldn’t mind enjoying the show again. and again– if you’d let me.”

James hums.  “What do you think, Si?  Was being on display – being played with at both of our discretions something that you’d enjoy again?”

Sirius hums.  “Yes – yes, yes.  Merlin, it’s so hot.”  He takes a deep breath and turns to her.  “When you agreed to let us – do this thing, I never imagined that you’d enjoy watching us.”

Lily hums.  “Well, I hadn’t thought about it either, but damn, you two – to be honest, I would even be okay with ordering you around and give you some ‘good boys’ that aren’t sexual.  I know you’re not into sex with me, but you seem to enjoy… submitting and well… I wouldn’t mind enjoying that, maybe even enjoying a view of some of the outfits I see in your closet.”

Sirius groans and looks at James.  “Living here is going to be the death of me, but if – if James is okay with you ordering me to do chores or even wank – just not touch you – or wear something for your visual enjoyment… I’d be okay with that?”

Lily grins.  She hadn’t expected Sirius to be game for that, but she would love to do all of that.  Just because he wouldn’t touch her, didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy the fantasies.  “James?”

James smirks.  “I love it – my lovers figuring out a unique relationship of their own.  Works for me.”

“Good,” Lily states.  “Then, I shall pick out a delightful outfit, and thank the flood for bringing this situation to us.”

James and Sirius laugh.  “Thank you, flood!”

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hello, I just saw that you write for BNHA, omega verse and male reader and I have never been happier. If it’s alright, could I request a alpha pro hero bakugo with his sweet omega who is the complete opposite of his alpha, omega is timid, nicer, sweet and the complete opposite of the buff, mean hero who is only nice to his omega. I’m sorry if it doesn’t make much sense, I’ve recently learned English! Please feel free to ignore this if it’s not possible, take care!

I am a triple threat lol

And your writing is wonderful my dude! Better than some native speakers I know honestly.

X

It was honestly shocking that an alpha as volatile as Bakugo managed to get such a sweet and kind Omega like (name), he wasn't even a pro hero or anything! He was just a sweet Omega that Bakugo met off duty!

(Name) was shy as he walked into the agency, cutely made dinner boxs as he presented his ID card to the security with a gentle smile, he doesn't come here often but when Bakugo has to be at the agency for a few days (name) liked to make sure he was fed. "Hello again, how are you?" (Name) asked the security guard who led him to the private elevator and swiped the card to activate it "I'm good Mr. Bakugo, yourself?"

"I'm quite alright, my husband isn't giving you all trouble is he? I will beat him up if he does" (name) joked and playfully punched the air, making the guard chuckle "that's quite alright Mr. Bakugo"

Wherever (name) went he always lightened the mood of the room, the delicate Omega cheerful and kind.

The top floor was where bakugos office was along with the pro hero's hired under the Dynamite angency, a few new faces looking at him curiously especially the new secretary infront of his office.

"Do you have an appointment?" She asked in a bored tone, staring at the Omega with disinterest as he wasn't a pro hero he wasn't worth her time "no, I'm here to drop something off" (name) said with a small frown as she stopped him from just going in "Dynamite doesnt like people barging into his office"

"I can promise you he won't get upset, now please let me pass" (name) said because at this point the new secretary was infront of the Omega and despite the scent patches on her neck she was very obviously an alpha just by her stance and the slightly condicending look she gave the Omega.

"Oi! I been calling you on the buzzer for five minutes! The fuck are you--- baby what are you doing here?" Bakugo instantly became calm for his Omega when he noticed his presence "what's going on here? Why didn't you just come in baby"

"You forgot to tell your secretary about your mate" (name) said, not throwing the secretary under the bus because despite her attitude she was just following her orders but he did stare down his husband who just ushered him into the office that was a little messy "I brought you enough food for the next few days and some treats" (name) said softly, moving on from the little mishap as bus alpha led him to the couch and set the food on the coffee table "you didn't have to baby" Bakugo said softly, a complete 180 from his hostile persona he usually held "can't let my alpha starve" (name) said letting Bakugo guide him into his lap when the blond sat down.

Bakugo was unahsamed when he began heavily scenting his mate, nosing his scent gland and mating mark "Alpha...not here" (name) mumbled and Bakugo just nipped at his scent gland "hush pup" he mumbled and went about his nonsense with a shit eating grin.

"YO BAKUBRO! I BROUGHT THE LAST OF THE FI---Oh my" kirishima looked shocked as he took in the bakugos kissing and scenting "FUCK OUT OF HERE SHITTY HAIR!" Bakugo yelled angrily but (name) was already off him and fixing himself up "Hello Eijiro! How are you!" And like that (name) was pretending that he wasn't just caught about to do something inappropriate with his alpha but was very obviously embarrassed "I'm alright! You two seem to be very happy" he teased as he dropped folders onto bakugos desk as (name) just blushed at this and kirishima noticed the food and tried to sneakily go to it "Oi shitty hair! Back off! That's my shit"

"C'mon man! (Name)s food is addictive!"

"I don't give a shit, keep your grubby hands away!"

(Name) smiled at the two best friends bicker, despite his mates harsh words there was no real bite behind them.

The three eventually sat at the couch with their prefered drinks, Bakugo not letting his mate go and serve it claiming since he made food he has to sit his ass down "so is everyone staying for these three days?" (Name) asked curiously and the two heros nodded and (name) looked unimpressed "baby you better be getting them food, they aren't surviving off the food from convenience store I saw down the street" (name) said seriously, staring down his mate and Kirishima wanted to laugh because this little Omega was the only one who could bring the brute that was Bakugo down to his knees with a look.

"...I will have someone order food"

"Every day they have to be here, three meals"

"...yes baby"

Bakugo was whipped for this Omega and everyone agreed it was for the better, (name) balanced him out "thank you baby" (name) said sweetly and kissed his cheek "its getting late, I will make sure you have an escort alright?" Bakugo said gruffly but with no hostility as he scented his Omega one last time "be safe baby" (name) said hugging his alpha before leaving, kirishima noticing he left his sweater deliberately for Katsuki.

Kirishima sighed at this.

He really needed a mate.

859 notes - Posted August 13, 2022

#4

Something none of the Bonten men enjoyed was cleaning out little (name)s pockets because they would find the strangest things.

Once they found someone's credit card, they hadn't even gone out that day.

Another was an engagement ring.

Twelve dollars in change.

Rans phone once.

They had zero idea what they would get from their strange sons little pockets.

One might say "why not dress the toddler in clothes with no pockets?"

They tried that.

And (name) just shoved the things he found down his shirt.

"A shoe lace... Two rocks and a half eaten macaron" Mochi said softly as he reached in again and pulled out... A usb drive?

"Bud where did you get this?"

"Park!"

"Of course... Ran could you have someone run this?" Mochi asked and handed the usb drive to the eldest Haitani who looked at the toddler a bit confused before going off to do his work.

How (name) managed to get his chubby little hands on a usb drive with trade plans from the Chinese Mafia they will never fucking know.

But they did take him out for ice cream because the pay out from that was monstrous.

"Can get spinkles?" (Name) asked Mikey who held him close "you can get anything you want (name)"

"Cho-co-late?"

"Yeah they got chocolate"

Once the Bonten men ordered in the expensive ice cream parlor they watched little (name) messily eat his ice cream and trying to feed Kakucho every few bites because if Mikey accepts his offerings then everyone has to.

"Bud what's in your pocket?" Koko said and pulled out... Rindos contacts?

"That's where they went?!"

924 notes - Posted June 21, 2022

#3

Warning: male reader NSFW pet names (bunny, baby boy, baby, good boy, darling) virginity loss

KAEYA X BARBARAS OLDER BROTHER READER

Kaeya was absolutely smitten with the older brother of Barbara, soft gentle smiles as he helped Lisa around her Library when he wasn't at the church with his sister.

He was just so perfect and innocent.

"My my, If it isn't the church's prettiest deacon" Kaeya said smoothly as (name) stepped into the knights building, dressed in the male counterpart clothing of his sister albeit less idol themed "ah! Mr Kaeya it's a pleasure to see you again!" (Name) said with a slight blush as the handsome man sauntered over to (name), eyes doing filthy things to the poor man "what are you doing here though, Lisa is gone book collecting with the traveller"

"Well you see, I actually came to see you!" (Name) said cheerfully much to the blue haired man's surprise"really and why is that?"

"I...wanted to see if you possibly wanted to get lunch with me" (name) was a mess at this point as Kaeya took a moment to process this saint like creatures words but apparently he took too long because (name) looked a little heartbroken "O-oh I must have misread the signals, I'm very sorry Mr. Kaeya, L-lets forget I said anything..." (Name) said chuckling nervously as he turned to walk away only to be pulled back by Kaeya "now now, I never said no did I? Who could deny such a request"

(Name) was a goner at this point, his sister's didn't tell him what to do if he said yes!

"O-ok!"

The two went out and soon the day became more than just lunch, somehow (name) ended up pinned between the wall and Kaeya as the tanned man ravished his neck and hands slowly took apart his clothes while his leg rubbed against (name)s crotch "so fuckin' pretty, the prettiest little thing in the country" Kaeya said deeply as he let (name) tug at his hair, the sweet angel was most definitely a virgin.

"You want me to take you? Ruin you for anyone else?"

"I-I...please Kaeya...."

That was the first time he heard (name) say his name without 'mr' stamped infront of it and Kaeya would be a dirty liar if he said it didn't go straight to his cock "lemme take you home, your first time shouldn't be in a grimy alleyway"

(Name) let himself be led to kaeyas home and let the blue eyed man strip him down on Kaeyas bed "god, I might just keep you here... Serve my cock and be my little fuck bunny" Kaeya said almost thoughtfully as he imagined (name) in bunny ears and a cotton tail and groaned.

Another time.

He needed to focus on the shy baby boy before him, a red blush looking away with a painfully hard cock he tried to hide.

All for the taking.

Keaya stripped down and watched (name) carefully as the sweet Deacon gave into temptation "touch yourself for me" Kaeya commanded and (name) blushed heavily as he looked at the other "don't you want to be my good boy?"

That seemed to do something, Kaeya keeping that in his memory for later as he watched (name) shyly nice his hand down and stroke his cock, letting out soft moans as he looked away and his his mouth behind his hand.

He wanted to be a good boy for Kaeya so badly.

He like Kaeya so much it hurt, the thought of being bad for him oh (name) wouldn't allow it.

"Don't cum yet bunny" Kaeya said as he moved his hand the the base of (name)s cock "you only get to cum on my cock alright?"

"O-ok..." (Name) said obediently as he let Kaeya manhandle him, every touch seemed to unlock more and more of (name)s inner slut as he was settlled ass up as Kaeya licked his virgin hole "ah! No! That's dirty!" (Name) said panicked and kaeya just pulled his ass closer to his face "looks good to me" he mumbled before eating (name) out, keeping a tight grip on the beautiful shaking man's cock to keep him from cumming.

He'd cum on Kaeyas cock and it alone.

Using his spare hand he fondled (name)s glorious ass and spread it for better access as he continued his meal, the sound of (name)s beautiful melodic moans sent shivers down his spine.

They were so needy

So desperate

Like the call of a siren

And he was a foolish sailor

(Name)s ass had loosened enough for Kaeya to introduce his fingers and God he could tell already that even with prep his bunny was gonna be tight.

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982 notes - Posted September 19, 2022

#2

can I request for bonten mikey has an omega but has never told anyone till one day his omega visits him with their newborn pup because he wouldn’t calm down and wanted to see his dad

Fuck yeah

Mikey was a very private man, none of Bonten had ever seen his home and probably never would.

Because Mikey was hiding a big secret.

His mate and pup.

"(Name)? What are you doing here?" Mikeys monotone voice cut through as his mate and fussy pup were dealing with his security "Alpha?" (Name) asked distressed as the security parted for the blond "he won't stop crying, ever since you left..." (Name) mumbled and let Mikey take the tiny babe and everyone looked shocked as Mikey gently scented the whining baby who immediately calmed down at the scent of his dad "have you eaten?" Mikey asked concerned and (name) nodded "have you eaten anything other than snacks?" (Name) asked, the couple ignoring the shock in the room as Mikey led the Omega up to the lounge.

The executives weren't expecting to see Mikey all clingy and holding a tiny baby with his eyes.

"Uuuh whose this?" Ran asked as he eyed the pretty omega, noting the bite mark on his neck and finally realized the bite mark on Mikey's neck.

"My mate" Mikey said simply as he adjusted the babe in his arms "it's a pleasure to meet you all" (name) mumbled softly and then it clicked for Sanzu...he had met (name) before.

Back in Toman.

Huh.

Well this was unexpected.

(Name) stuck close to Mikey as the Alpha made no attempt at any more introductions so the men took it upon themselves to get answers.

"We didn't know the boss had a mate or a pup" Rindō said and (name) just sighed "Mikey likes to keep us hush hush, keep us safe" Mikey agreeing as their pup reached out to (name), no longer interested in his papa "now that you know of their existence, their safety is top priority" Mikey's tone was grave and the men nodded, Sanzu silently seething at the fact that he didn't know this vital information about his king.

Why didn't he tell him?

It sure as hell explained a lot.

"He's hungry" (name) mumbled to Mikey who nodded and the two stood up "get back to work" Mikey said cooly as he took his mate to his office so he could feed the pup with privacy.

When the Sanos left Koko was the first to speak up "Jesus fuck" his voice strained as the others nodded "you guys expect that?"

Everyone shook their head.

"How the hell did Mikey land him?" Ran asked and everyone shrugged as Sanzu felt that feeling he felt towards Mikey directed at the omega and pup, the urge to serve.

The urge to protect.

1,002 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Xiao was in awe as his mate held their tiny pup, wide eyes and hair like his own but with his mates large fox ears and all in all he was perfect.

"Hello little one"

"Our precious Tighnari..."

Xiao never expected to find a mate and have a pup when he visited Sumeru but god it was the best choice he ever made. He visited to see a friend who came by his in once and found the most beautiful Omega ever and seeing (name) hold their perfect little pup who was just... God he would do anything for his sweet little babe.

(Name) went with Xiao to Liyue, the couple going back to Sumeru every few months to see (name)s family and so their pup knew of his heritage.

"His ears are so big..."

"Judging by my own, they will stay that big" (name) said teasingly as little Tighnari fed contently, making little gurgles and sounds as he did so "he's going to do great things" Xiao said with certainty as the tiny fox pup pulled away and stared at his dad curiously "hello little one, I'm your dad..." And gently took his pup into his arms, little Tighnari wearing tiny robes "rest love, I will handle our pup"

"Love you..."

I love you too"

Xiao wandered around the inn with his pup cuddled into the crook of his arm and made tiny little sounds as his father pretended to make conversation with him "really now? How interesting"

When it came time for his next feeding (name) was already up, the family snuggling in the nest and scenting the tiny pup who kicked happily at his parents giving him all this attention "wait till he meets his uncle..." (Name) said jokingly and Xiao looked honestly excited to introduce their pup to Zhongli.

"He's gonna love him"

1,073 notes - Posted September 6, 2022

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So me and @ilovebeingaturtle got to joking around and then the jokes went to 'hey what if--?' to 'YEAH LETS DO IT' so. YET ANOTHER propaganda that got way out of hand. This thing is a 15 page google doc and we haven't even finished ya'll--

So anyway more propaganda!! This one featuring the '87 crew from For Future Reference, and Team 4 from A Mixed Bag. Also a lot of Leonardo POV. It's all Leonardo POV--

Leonardo kept his head down, focusing on the sweeping he’d been ordered to do. By Mikey. Because he’d declared himself leader and everyone else agreed he’d be better it than Leonardo--

“Hey Raph! Find more trash bags?” Mikey asked, as the Raph of their team returned.

“Yeah,” he said. “Told you we should have double-bagged them, those pieces are sharp.”

“There’s also a lot! We had like, two bags! I didn’t think they’d all fit!” Mikey defended.

Leonardo’s team never argued with him like this. Raphael would question things, sometimes, but they didn’t argue.

He swept a little too viciously, scattering glass shards instead of collecting them.

“Hey!” Mikey called. “Pay attention over there, Leonardo! And don’t step on any glass!”

“I won’t,” Leonardo called bitterly, not looking up. Saying things like that was supposed to be his job.

“-can you believe the pizza toppings they had to offer over there? Not even a trace of chocolate fudge!”

“No kidding! I was hoping to bring back a coconut and sweet pickles slice for Leonardo, you know as an apology for ditching? No dice. Honestly it’s unbelievable…”

“Eh. I just nabbed some of the popcorn to scatter on mine. At times like this, improvisation is the solution.”

Leonardo’s head snapped up. He knew those voices. He dropped the broom, running towards the sounds. And there they were.

“Michelangelo! Donatello! Raphael!” he cried, grinning widely. “I found you!”

The three turtles look surprised, albeit happy to see him, but Michelangelo recovers first, “like, sure did! Uh, when did you lose us again?”

Donatello meanwhile recoils, “Uh oh, you don’t think Leonardo changed his mind about covering for us, did he?”

“Uh oh-“

“Ah, ah-hold on,” Raphael quickly holds up his hands, “fellas, please. We’ve already done the case of mistaken identity gimmick last time, remember?”

“Oh, right. My mistake,” Leonardo said. “So, what are you guys doing in this part of the theater?”

“Getting pizza!”

“Tourism.”

“Hiding from our teammates.”

The other two glare at Donatello.

Leonardo planted his hands on his hips, giving the three a disapproving look. “Now fellas, you really shouldn’t be wandering off like that. I’m sure your Leonardo is missing you a lot right now.”

All three duck into their shells, chastised.

“Aw, gee Leonardo we were planning on going back after, honest!” Raphael defends, and the other two hurriedly nod their heads.

“We just needed a break, it’s these other new turtles, they’re…gosh how do I put this delicately-“

“About as pitch aware as a hoard of screaming cats fighting over tuna pizza dude,” Michelangelo finishes, “it’s just unbearable.”

“Leonardo’s completely fine with it, he’s still with them now! Got it completely under control. We were just holding him back honestly-“

Raphael shudders, clearly reminiscing on sour musical notes, “I sure know I nearly needed to be held back.”

Even if they weren’t really his brothers, the familiarity was soothing. “Well, since you’re here then, you can come help me finish cleaning up,” he said, gesturing for the others to follow him as he walked back towards where his current team were.

Raphael bristles, “hey-well hold on a minute, you’re not our Leonardo! Who says you can…”

He trails off, noticing the other two have already shrugged and started following. 

There’s a sigh.

“Don’t know why I even bothered there,” he mumbles and joins.

Mikey and Donnie were bickering as Leonardo rounded the corner, something about how they didn’t need an entirely new wiring system, they just needed what they had to work. As he noticed Leonardo, Mikey abruptly cut off that argument and planted his hands on his hips. “And where did you run off to in such a hurry,” he scolded.

“I found some friends,” Leonardo said, a bit of a bite edging into his tone. He gestured at the other three turtles. “They’re not my team but, they’ve got a minute to help.”

Raphael slings his arm around Leonardo in content agreement, laying on his accent, “Mutant turtle repairman at your service, you break it, we fix it!”

Leonardo grins. “C’mon, let’s get all this swept up,” he said, gesturing at the pile of shattered glass and mirrors. “There’s more brooms over here in this closet-- be careful, and don’t step on any glass.”

Michelangelo salutes, while the other two roll their eyes at the concern but move to comply, “on it, oh fearless leader!”

“Hey, Donatello, why don’t you help Donnie with the lights?” Mikey said. “Spotlights still aren’t working quite right.”

Leonardo crossed his arms, giving Mikey a flat look. “Donnie can handle that on his own,” he said flatly.

“I would never turn down an opportunity to work with myself! Eager chuckle.” Donnie said, a light in his eyes that made Leonardo want to keep the alternate Donatello far away from him.

“Oh god it’s a variant of them,” Raphael utters like a man being told he needs to go back to war, meanwhile Donatello looks helplessly between the two ‘leaders’.

“Uh, Leonardo…?”

Leonardo put his hand on Donatello’s shoulder. “It’s okay. You can help with the sweeping,” he said. While he was speaking to Donatello, he never took his eyes off Mikey. 

“…sensing a kinda weird vibe here,” Michelangelo starts, but Raphael pushes his teammate forward towards the brooms, ducking his head almost like he’s trying to dodge the tension in the air.

“Just get to sweeping buddy, just get to sweeping-“

“C’mon Leonardo! Why do you gotta be like this?!” Mikey whined. “Look just. Donatello can help with the wires okay? He’s a Donatello! He’s good at that!”

Donatello is starting to look mildly miffed, “heyyy, is that all I am to you?”

“Wh-- no?!” Mikey protested.

“Of course not!” Leonardo added. 

“Aw, shucks, thanks Leonardo. It sure is nice to feel valued.”

Mikey groaned, briefly burying his face in his hands. “Look can we just. Please cut all this out,” he said, gesturing at Leonardo and Donatello. “See look, he’s not even working on the spotlights right now!”

Donnie, standing by the fusebox and not working, like Mikey had said, looked completely unrepentant. “Well excuse me, I haven’t had a chance to actually talk to a version of myself yet. Unlike other people in this room!”

“It’s not all that great,” Leonardo muttered, remembering the ways the other versions had talked down to them in their previous team-ups.

Donatello meanwhile squints at Mikey, “sorry, who are you supposed to be again?”

“Wh-- I’m Mikey!?” he said. “Michelangelo? Haven’t you met us before? Also,” he pointed at the mask across his face, “Orange?”

“Nope. No recollection.”

Raphael’s quiet singing drifts over as he sweeps, “Chim chiminey, Chim chiminey, Chim chim cher-ee,”

“Also I think I’d know if I was talking to a version of Michelangelo. You don’t seem the type.”

Raph let out a snicker. Mikey whipped around and glared at him. He smirked, “Yeah he’s got you there.”

“Well maybe if I didn’t have to keep you idiots from getting yourselves killed I would be able to be more of the wise guy!” Mikey yelled, flailing his arms around.

Michelangelo glances up from where he’s using the broom as a fake guitar instead of working, “Wiseguy? What are you talking about? That’s Raphael’s role!”

Raphael winks, “Present and accounted for!”

“Raph’s your funny one?!” Mikey cried. “Raph?!”

Said turtle cocks one hip and raises an eye bridge, “heyyy, careful with the pitch there buddy, they might hear you in other universes!”

Mikey stared for a long moment. Then he turned back to Leonardo and flung his hand out towards Raphael. “That’s your funny guy?”

Raphael shrugs helplessly at the fourth wall, “everyone’s a critic.”

“Not my funny guy,” Leonardo said quietly. As ill-timed as some of Raphael’s quips could be, hearing them from this version made Leonardo miss his even more keenly. 

“Right,” Mikey said. The mood turned heavy for a moment-- everyone thinking about the teammates they were currently missing. Then Mikey clapped his hands together. “All right well, we’re supposed to be working. Hey! Mini-me! Radical moves lil dude but we’re really supposed to be working right now.”

Michelangelo blinks in surprise mid headbang, then pouts, “Aw man, but all work no play makes one totally unhappy turtle! Gee, you really aren’t a version of me…”

“Wh-- hey!” Mikey protests. “I am totally a Michelangelo! I am just a Michelangelo who has to be responsible because everyone else around here is an idiot who will get somebody killed-- and yes you are one of those idiots Leonardo. You’re the one who got us stuck in that gas trap!”

Leonardo’s jaw snaps shut and he glares at the ground. He’d made an error in judgment. And… yeah it was a bad one.

…Maybe he really didn’t deserve to be leader.

Raphael’s broom falls to the ground with a deafening clatter.

“Hey! Don’t talk to him like that!”

“Yeah! Who got kidnapped and made you king!”

“Ah, Michelangelo, I think there’s a fanfic about that,” Donatello quips, but it’s cut off by Raphael getting up into Mikey’s space.

“You got a problem with Leonardo, you go through me! So leave him alone!”

“...Fellas,” Leonardo starts to say, but he can’t bring himself to say anything else. He… should do something. But he isn’t these guys Leonardo-- he’s not their leader. Their Leonardo probably would never do something like blindly running off and getting himself and an alternate Mikey stuck in a trap that nearly kills them.

“Hey hey whoa,” Raph said, dropping the trash bag of glass bits and making his way over to put himself between Raphael and Mikey. “Cool it, alright?” he said to Raphael.

“Yeah, after all what Mikey said is very much accurate,” Donnie chipped in.

Michelangelo shoots Donnie a filthy look.

Raphael meanwhile adopts a false pleasant tone, stepping back with his hands raised, “Heyyyy well I just think Mr Personality here should put his money where his mouth is! You take charge often back home? You make it a habit of insulting your team members? How’s things been working out for you?”

“Leonardo?” Donatello hesitantly steps into the other turtles vision, “you with us?”

Leonardo glanced up, trying to give Donatello a reassuring smile. “I’m fine,” he said.

“No I don’t take charge often back home!” Mikey said shrilly. “My Leo’s actually good at the leader thing!”

Leonardo’s smile dropped.

There’s a sharp intake from all three of the guest turtles, and Raphael reels back. The other two are more than willing to pick up the slack.

“Why you-you no good big BULLY!” Michelangelo shouts with his fists clenched, while Donatello twirls his bo staff in gear, stepping in front of Leonardo.

“Where do you get off huh?! Jerk!”

“Look I’m sorry,” Mikey said, waving his hands. “It’s just been really stressful. I mean c’mon,” he turned a pleading look to Michelangelo. “What if you had to be the leader over a bunch of turtles that were more interested in fighting each other than the bad guys huh? You’d be stressed out too!”

“...not trying to fight with you guys,” Leonardo muttered. Not loud enough to carry through the room to where the others were. But, Donatello was right there. 

Donatello glances back, eyes flashing with concern, but it seems to only empower him to clench his grip tighter around his staff, getting into more of a fighting stance. Michelangelo meanwhile glowers at Mikey. 

“Dunno. I’d probably just be trying to get along with my team members instead.”

“I have been!” Mikey shrieked. Raphael flinched, moving away from Mikey slightly. “Do you know how insane these two are?!” Mikey continued, gesturing at Raph and Donnie.

“HEY!” they both protested.

“Just because I’m standing up to Mr. ‘Tranqs his teammates’ over there--” Raph started to say, jerking his thumb at Donnie.

“He was gonna run off again!” Donnie protested, flinging a hand towards Leonardo. “Last time it almost got him and Mikey killed, remember?”

Donatello’s voice is murderous enough it’d make his Shredder and Krang bolt.

“What.”

Leonardo starts to reach out, but hesitates. Donnie’s right. He did almost get himself and Mikey killed. He really shouldn’t be leader.

“See, brainiac? Even these guys know that was out of line,” Raph said smugly.

Michelangelo at this stage has pulled out his nunchucks with a low growl, “these guys? Like, what’s that supposed to mean dude?”

Raph drew his sai in response, shooting a wary look between Donatello and Michelangelo.

Raphael’s hands are also on his sais, but it’s a movement seemingly done out of natural mimicry of the others than his own instinct. He swallows thickly, and is directing his gaze on Leonardo while the other two continue to bristle.

Leonardo meets his gaze for a moment. His teammate was looking to him-- looking to him for help and guidance.

Help that Leonardo couldn’t give. He looked down.

There’s a quiet choked noise from Raphael in response.

“Hey! Nope, nope, we’re not doing this,” Mikey yelled, marching over and smacking at Michelangelo’s hands. “Put those away before you hurt somebody!”

“Nuh uh compadre! You’re not censoring me on my watch!”

“I-- what?!” Mikey cried. “Censor-- dude just put the chucks away! Please!?” he was practically pleading now.

“No way! Not unless you take back those nasty things you said about our bud Leonardo!!”

“Okay, okay,” Mikey said, holding up his hands placatingly. “Hey, Leonardo?” he said, turning to face him. “I’m sorry, okay? I know you're the leader back in your dimension, and I’m sure your… thing works over there just fine.”

But not here, Leonardo heard the unspoken loud and clear. “Sure,” he said flatly. “Apology accepted.”

It didn’t make any of it better. But he was tired, and he didn’t want to see his two teams fight.

Donatello seems to have other ideas.

“Like heck it is! What’s so special about your dimension then huh, that means you get to talk to us like that?!”

“Okay look,” Donnie stepped forwards, spinning his staff up and over his shoulders. “I’m sure we’d all like to continue this conversation but we’ve got some work to finish so--” Glowing purple weapons sprung up into existence above Donnie’s head. “Let’s all calm down and get back to work, because we know who’d lose this fight.”

Raphael lets out a pathetic little whimper as he stares up at the mystic barrage, meanwhile Michelangelo squawks and immediately scrambles back. 

Donatello, of course, scoffs.

“Oh please. I could take your wimpy little magic tricks any day.”

Donnie’s eyes narrow. Leonardo feels like he’s swallowed a rock.  All Leonardo wanted to do was keep them from fighting-- and it looks like he couldn’t even do that. He really is a failure-- as a leader, and even as a teammate.

“I-- I have to--” he stutters, edging a few steps backwards.

Raphael’s focus snaps back over to him in an instant, and a very panicked understanding floods his eyes when he sees Leonardo’s backing off. His breath hitches as he moves on hand to reach out over the chaos, giving the tiniest desperate head-shake. Don’t.

Leonardo swallows thickly. “Sorry,” he says, and bolts.

Behind him, he can hear Mikey yelling at Donnie to put the mystic weapons away or so help him--

And then a familiar voice, one that Leonardo often heard out of his own throat. “S-shucks, did I miss anything important?”

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So, a quick recap. 

After Leonardo’s wonderful teammates decided to leave him at the mercy of their…enthusiastic new acquaintances, the leader in blue had been spending his time listening to the new turtles ‘renditions’ of popular musical theater songs.

At least, he thinks that was what they were doing? Admittedly, he thinks he went a little deaf midway through. …That was, probably for the better.

They were sweet kids! Really, they seemed to all…latch onto him? A little? He’s always believed in giving people praise when they give it their best! So, he gave them compliments and warm smiles, andddddd-in return they are now acting like they’ll never let him leave their side again!

Again, it was very sweet, but. Even a turtle like Leonardo falls victim to the pain of headaches eventually.

…especially when he’s been managing four enthusiastic neon turtles on his own because his teammates were meant to be back. By. Now.

So! He went looking for his teammates (after distracting the other turtles by putting on a cartoon of a cute little blue dog on their Donatello’s screen) and, well.

…he’s certainly found them, alright.

The state of them he’s not too sure about.

“S-shucks, did I miss anything important?”

“Hey Leonardo!” the big turtle with the orange headband said with forced cheer. With one final yank he pulled the staff away from a turtle who looked just like the neon Donatello. “We’re just, uh, hangin’ out!”

Leonardo’s eyes are huge as he surveys the scene, where the three participants he knows have all frozen like turtles flipped on their backs, “…I, hope I didn’t arrive at a bad time…”

“Oh, you’re completely fine,” Donatello twirls his staff to jab on the ground, leaning against it and not even hiding the threatening side eye he gives the others, “we were just about done here anyways.”

The neon Donatello lookalike makes grabby hands at his staff. The other turtle shoves him back, hissing, “No, you are grounded! You get it back when you can behave!”

“...Hey guys?” the other Raphael said. “Where’d our Leonardo go?”

“Like, not that you’d care but he took off dude,” Michelangelo answers stiffly, but there’s relief and guilt in his eyes when he looks at the bewildered Leonardo.

Said turtle frowns, and makes his way over to his only remaining team member to have not spoken yet, “Raphael?”

Raphael immediately averts his stormy eyes away, expression tight.

…oh boy. 

The big turtle groans-- still fending off the other Donatello. “Should we go get him?” he asked. “He’s probably not gonna be too happy to see us-- DONATELLO I swear I will hit you with this thing!”

At the threat, Other Donatello finally retreats, glaring sulkily. And then he picks up a broom, that with a flash of purple, turns into a bo staff.

The big turtle’s jaw drops. “How… hey! That’s cheating!”

“...Cool though,” Other Raphael said.

…deep breath Leonardo. You can fix this. Things are just a little messy, but it’s okay! It’s nothing worse than what you’ve handled before.

Maybe.

Leonardo straightens himself up and grins, “don’t worry about other me! I’m sure he just needs a moment, and I can go talk to him. In the meantime, you were tidying things up around here, right?”

“I mean there was an attempt, for sure,” Michelangelo grumbles, gazing at the discarded non-magic-staff brooms.

“Why don’t you get back into that then while I sort things out! Other Donatello, that’s some really impressive machinery you’ve got there. I don’t…suppose it has a function to play music?”

Other Donatello lit up, “I do have some speakers built into my staff, however,” he tapped at his gauntlet, speakers popping up out of the artificial shell on his back, “the audio quality is much better from these.”

He gave one final tap. And the most excessively loud, ear-bleeding music began to pound out of the speakers.

Leonardo winces a second, but keeps up his smile, “perfect! Although, maybe it could use a littleeeee volume adjustment? We still want to be able to hear each other after all!”

“WHAT? I DIDN’T HEAR YOU,” Other Donatello yells over the music.

“HE SAID TURN IT DOWN,” Other Raphael yells, hands clamped over his ears. “I SAY TURN IT OFF BEFORE I TEAR THOSE THINGS OFF YOUR SHELL.”

“WILL YOU TWO CUT IT OUT!?” the big turtle yells. “STOP FIGHTING! STOP IT!”

Leonardo gives a hurried look to his Donatello, who quickly rushes into action to turn the music down with a swift Donatello touch, “lets-try that again. The reason I asked is, someone once told me that the best way to turn mundane tasks around is to do them to a funky beat! Right Michelangelo?”

Michelangelo takes a moment, then beams, “like, I’ve always seconded that supreme notion! Disco grooves scare away the cleaning blues after all.”

Leonardo nods at his teammate, then smiles curiously at his purple alternate one, “Would you happen to have anything to match that description?”

Other Donatello crosses his arms, looking very unimpressed. “Scoff! And what was wrong with the music I was just playing?”

“It wasn’t music, is the problem,” Other Raphael scoffs.

“Just because you don’t have taste--” Other Donatello starts to say.

“Can you two can it for two seconds?!” the big turtle yells. “All you two do is argue, argue, argue! You’re worse than my Raph and Leo! Or even me and Raph! Combined!”

Leonardo shudders, and takes another deep breath. One turtle at a time.

He approaches Donnie, and lowers his voice so he can’t be heard, “look, your music is great! It’s just, I didn’t want to draw attention to this, but, the reason I ask you to pick a,,,gentler, music choice is…”

He glances over so Donnie can follow his line of vision. Raphael still hasn’t said a word-and ever since the music started blaring the turtle has clamped his hands firmly over his ears-nails digging into his mask and skin and breathing uneven. Donatello likewise has moved from casually using his Bo staff for support, to actually using it as support, fidgeting with the wood with eyes now slightly glazed over.

“…it would really mean a lot to me. …Please?”

“...Ah,” Other Donatello said. “Right. I might have… something a bit calmer.” He tapped at the gauntlet a moment, and this time the music that played was a smooth, disco type.

Michelangelo’s eyes sparkle, “alright! Fantabuloso choice amigo!”

Donatello hums softly, and Raphael hesitantly lowers his hands. Leonardo breathes a sigh of relief. Okay…

“That’s perfect,” Leonardo makes sure to show every bit of genuine gratitude he can in his grin, “thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” Other Donatello said, waving his hand dismissively. His eyes darted over Raphael and Donatello, a small amount of tension easing out of his shoulders as he watched them gradually settle. “Well, I better get back to work, those spotlights aren’t going to fix themselves. And I need the proper lighting when it’s my turn on stage.”

“Sounds good to me!” Leonardo beams, and from behind him, Donatello clears his throat.

“Um…perhaps I could…be of assistance? I brought with me some of my notes on dimensional portals actually, that I was hoping to discuss with an intellectual ear about. If you’re capable of-“

Leonardo squints.

“-interested, in…multitasking?”

Other Donatello’s eyes light up. “Yessssss,” he hisses excitedly. “So far my contacts with other dimensions have been entirely non consensual, but I am eager to develop technology to allow a more free contact between my own dimension and-- ah-- friendly dimensions.”

Donatello begins to eagerly ramble about his previous successful contact with other dimensions and drag his counterpart off, so Leonardo watches them go with a fond expression. 

The big turtle heaved a sigh of relief, clunking his head against the mechanical staff. A buzzsaw popped out of it and started whirring. He dropped it with a scream, staring at it with wide eyes. “Is it supposed to do that?! I don’t think it should be supposed to do that!”

Leonardo quickly slashes his sword and cuts it in two, shutting it down almost cartoonishly. Hey, he might not be supposed to be able to do that, but it’ll do!

“...Thanks,” the big turtle says. “It kinda. Scared me,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck and grinning sheepishly.

Leonardo gives him a reassuring grin back, hiding his own racing heart behind it.

“It’s quite alright! In fact, I don’t mean to overstep here, you really seem like you’re doing the best you can! But you also seem,,,you know,,,,,frazzled, so maybe…”

He starts subconsciously tapping his index fingers together. Think Leonardo, think-what’s two birds with one stone?

Raphael shifts to hug himself in his peripheral vision. That could do it?

“You know…Raphael was hoping to do a standup routine on that stage later, but none of us have been available to help him rehearse. Would you be willing to take a break from organizing this side of things? To lend him an ear? …Offer suggestions? That is if you’d be interested.”

The big turtle huffs and crosses his arms. “I know what you’re doing,” he said. “You’re talking us all down and distracting us from the fight we almost had.”

Leonardo can’t help but rock back and forth, gaze slightly playful, “perhaps. But do you want my plan to stop working?”

“...Nah,” the turtle admitted. “I think this is the first time we haven’t been arguing since the whole mess started.” He glanced at Raphael, and hesitated. “...Look I’ll be the first to admit we… didn’t make that great of an impression,” he said lowly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m not sure he’d want my help.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure,” Leonardo smirks, “if I’ve learnt anything over the years, it’s that the best way to win Raphael over, it’s giving him the chance to tell his cheesy one-liners.”

Raphael’s eye twitches, easily hearing the whole thing. He swallows roughly, then walks over so he can jab a finger into Leonardo’s nose.

“Hey, if I’m cheesy you’re the whole block mister.”

“Oh, hi Raphael! Didn’t see you there.”

“Hey,” the turtle says tentatively. “So um. Sorry, about… all of that. I didn’t mean… well no I kinda did but, I shouldn’t have like, said our version of your Leo--”

“AH-AH-“ Raphael hurriedly clamps his hand over the other turtle's mouth, and Leonardo tilts his head in befuddlement, “hey don’t even worry about it! Live and let live man, who am I to hold a grudge!”

“…um,” Leonardo blinks, then beams “that’s good to hear Raphael!”

The other turtle’s eyes crinkle with mischief. There’s an immediate reaction.

“YeeUCK! DID-DID YOU JUST-OH BLEHBLEHARGH! DUDE!”

“Told you I was a Mikey!” the other turtle said smugly.  Raphael simply whines in outrage and starts wiping his hand aggressively on the other turtles arm. Okay then!

“What-- ew! Gross!” he protests, pushing Raphael back.

“Thaaaaat, might be my cue to leave,” Leonardo chuckles, pointing behind him, “I’ve got a rogue turtle to look for after all.”

“Yeah yeah sure-I cannot believe you just licked me!!!” Yeah they’re be fine.

The big turtle pauses in his spat with Raphael. “Hey. Thanks for looking out for the lil guy. I don’t think he’s gonna be too happy to see any of us right now.”

“Oh, don’t worry, it’s not even a problem! I’m just looking out for my fellow turtles!” Leonardo beams and squeezes the big turtle's arm, “I’m sure you’d do the same.”

A strange look flickers in the other turtle’s eyes for a minute. “...Yeah, sure,” he said. “Just uh. Look it’s been really stressful and none of us have been at our best. Keep that in mind?”

Raphael, for whatever reason, shows the other turtle a smile with a bit too many teeth, “save the disclaimers, lets just leave them to it. Catch you later, oh fearless leader!”

“…will do,” Leonardo replies, although his enthusiasm is a tad more unsure, “I’ll-yeah. I’ll be back. Don’t get into any more fights, okay?”

“Oh we’ll be little angels.”

“Please,” the big turtle said, grinning, “if you’re anything like my Raph you’re gonna be more like the other side.” He held his fingers up to his head like horns. “Whooo I’m Raphie and I like busting heads, especially Mikey’s,” he drawled in an extremely low and gravelly voice. Raphael recoils.

“A! Leonardo!! Defend my honor here man, this guy is making me out to be some kind of Casey Jones wannabe!”

“Already walking away Raphael!” 

“Wait, Casey’s not your best friend?!”

“In what universe is-“

“Mine!” The big turtle said.

“Mine too,” Other Raphael adds in.

“Okay, well that’s why your universes are stupid-“

Leonardo drowns the rest out, on a mission. After all, talking to them was the easy part.

Now he needs to talk to himself.

…

He pauses.

“Wait, that guy was a Michelangelo?”

[get-a-load-of-this-monster]

ship: ronance

rating: sfw(light swearing)

length: 761 words

“I have an idea. And I’m 87% sure it’ll work,” Robin said with a mischievous smile. Steve rolled his eyes at her while sorting the VHS tapes. “No, Steve,” Robin said with certainty in her voice. “Today, it’ll be different.” Steve looked at her skeptically. “Not this again.” “I’m actually feeling more confident this time!” Robin objected. “Plus, we still have time until Family Video actually opens! I can plan out what I’m going to say, and-” “Are you sure about that?” Steve asked. 

Robin looked down to check her watch. It was 7:59 AM. “OH MY GOD, WE ONLY HAVE ONE MINUTE LEFT!” She said as she frantically got off the desk chair, which sent it spinning wildly. Steve laughed. Robin did not. “SHE SAID SHE WOULD BE HERE AT EXACTLY 8:00 AND NANCY WHEELER IS NEVER LATE!” She switched the sign on the door to “Open, Come In” and ran back to the desk. She quickly screeched to a halt when she heard a bell ding and saw the door open. “Why the hell are you yelling, robin?” Nancy asked with a perplexed look on her face.

Robin made eye contact with Nancy for a second, only to look away. “No reason. Just excited for… something happening in school tomorrow,” Nancy laughed. “It’s Saturday.” Robin realized how stupid she must have sounded. “Anyways, you said you needed help to pick out a VHS for movie night tonight with me, you, Eddie and Steve?” “Yep,” Nancy said calmly while trying to keep a straight face.“I was thinking maybe a romance movie?” Robin blushed. “Sounds good! I have a lot of favorites,” Steve stifled another laugh. “You never watch ro-“ “Not helping, Steve,” Robin whispered. 

“Some of the romance movies are in the back, we have some over in the very front on the shelf over there, and there’s a display with some newer movies right over here,” Robin said as she walked backwards towards said display. “By the way, your hair looks really good today, what did you do wi-” CRASH! The whole stand fell forwards onto the floor. Movies spilled everywhere. “Oh, shit.” Robin exclaimed as she reached to pick up a movie. “Here, let me help you,” Nancy said. Her hand reached to pick up another VHS. Their hands touched. Robin pulled away, blushing, and reached for another movie in awkward silence.

A few minutes later, the mess was cleaned up. Robin and Nancy made eye contact. “Do you want to go out…side for a minute?” Robin told Nancy while trying to keep calm. Nancy knew exactly what she was saying. “Of course.” She smiled. She opened the door and they stood outside in front of the store. For just the few seconds they looked each other in the eyes, it felt like hours. Then Nancy broke their eye contact by quickly looking down towards Robin’s lips. Robin finally got the courage to ask her. “I know that it’s a random time to ask you, but, would you maybe want to hang out later? We could maybe do movie night with… just us? Same time? My house?” Nancy looked a little surprised. “Of… of course! I have a question for you too,” “What is it?” Robin asked nervously.

“I was wondering if this would be, you know, as friends?” Nancy asked. Oh no. Robin thought. How could I have been this naive? Of course she doesn’t like me. Why did I ever waste my time thinking about her? She’s probably straight, anyway. Nancy noticed she had been quiet for a while. “What I was going to say, Robin,” Nancy said as she reached for Robin’s hand, “is that I don’t want it to be as friends.” Robin didn’t know how to process this. She reached for Nancy’s other hand, flustered. “Yeah. Yeah, me neither.” Nancy quickly kissed Robin’s cheek. “See you tonight,” Robin was overwhelmed with excitement as Nancy drove off, but she realized that Nancy never even picked a movie.

Robin walked back inside, trying to keep calm. “Sooo, how’d it go?” Steve asked her. Robin couldn’t keep a straight face anymore. “SHE SAID YES! I’m meeting her tonight to watch a movie together!!!” Steve smiled. “I guess I thought wrong this time,” he admitted. “You did it!” He exclaimed. “I did!” Robin said happily. “But I had to reschedule movie night to tomorrow.” “That’s okay,” Steve smiled. Robin laughed a little. “I know you wanted to hang out with Eddie anyway.” Steve looked a little annoyed. “I DO NOT! Okay, maybe I do.”

[the-goldenbunny-diaries]

General Smut Prompts

1. “i need you, right here/now” 2. “louder/quieter” 3. “i dont care who’s outside” 4. “do you want them to hear?” 5. “what if i dont?” 6. “make me” 7. “you don’t get to tell me what to do” 8. “that’s strike 1/2/3” 9. “if you stop, i’ll stop” 10. “no more, please, i can’t” 11. “where are your manners?” 12. “what did you say?” 13. “try again” 14. “but the cameras” - “they can’t see us from this angle, if you can stay still” 15. “you don’t get to touch” 16. “i’m begging you, touch me, please” 17. “beg for it” 18. “i said no” 19. “stop pushing, it wont end well” 20. “you look so fucking hot right now” 21. “you don’t need anything, you want it” 22. “say it” 23. “use your words” 24. “i can’t understand you” 25. “i can’t read your mind” 26. “could he/she do it better?” 27. “do you wish it was *name* touching you right now?” 28. “play with me” 29. “you’re such a needy girl” 30. “i don’t think your stage outfits cover that” 31. “let me focus” 32. “sluts don’t get to make requests” 33. “what happened? you wanted this so bad five minutes ago” 34. “stop talking” 35. “did i give you permission to talk?” 36. “you don’t understand how angry i am right now” 37. “you’re fucking soaked” 38. “you make me so wet” 39. “why are you already squirming” 40. “can i ask you for something?” 41. “please don’t stop” 42. “please don’t think i’m weird for this” 43. “i’ve been waiting all day” 44. “does that turn you on?” 45. “i need your fingers” 46. “i want you to fuck me” 47. “do it like you mean it” 48. “scream my name while you cum” 49. “call me mommy” 50. “touch yourself, i want to watch” 51. “come here, now.” 52. “on your knees” 53. “turn around” 54. “bend over” 55. “spread your legs/spread your legs further” 56. “you can barely speak, so cute” 57. “you’re so flushed, pretty girl” 58. “sit on my thigh/face/etc” 59. “lift up your leg” 60. “i’m bored, let’s play” 61. “i can see you staring at my tits/thigh/ass” 62. “if you make me/if i have to stop this car, im going to make sure you can’t walk out of it without my help” 63. “harder” 64. “let me do it” 65. “i didnt mean to, im sorry” 66. “dont cum until i tell you to” 67. “what if i just leave you here, wet and needy” 68. “what’s the safe word? you’re going to need it” 69. “what about you?” 70. “it’s my turn now” 71. “i didn’t mean to call you that, i’m sorry” 72. “you look so pretty on your knees” 73. “what are you going to do? punish me?” 74. “i think i deserve a reward” 75. “your *body part* are/is so pretty” 76. “i really don’t care that we’re in public” 77. “keep it up, you won’t like the situation you end up in” 78. “who do you think you are?” 79. “spank me” 80. “choke me” 81. “bite me” 82. “no, don’t go” 83. “you can practice on me” 84. “this is a one time thing” 85. “i thought you said it was a one time thing?” 86. “we can’t do this” 87. “i ordered us something” 88. “that looks too big” 89. “are you comfortable?” 90. “grab the handcuffs and come back here” 91. “you bought a vibrator?” 92. “how do i look?” 93. “you taste so sweet” 94. “i’m/it’s all over your chin” 95. “do you want to try?” 96. “you’re so cute” 97. “do you think about me when you touch yourself?” 98. “why are you being so shy? it’s not like i haven’t already seen all of you” 99. “can we use a toy?” 100. “can i use a toy on you?” 101. “good girl, keep going/just like that” 102. “you’re doing such a good job” 103. “i’m so proud of you” 104. “nobody can know about this, okay?” 105. “how are you so close already?” 106. “i can see how wet you are through your shorts” 107. “can you be quick?” 108. “please, i’ll finish fast” 109. “use your mouth” 110. “why do you get so shy when i use that word?” 111. “i love your tits/ass/etc” 112. “where do you want me to touch you?” - “down there…” - “say the word” 113. “stop teasing me” 114. “i like it when you’re mad” 115. “punish me” 116. “are you going to stop me?” 117. “on the counter/table/etc?” 118. “you’re the only one that gets to touch” 119. “have you seen the things the the fans write about you and *other member*?” 120. “i don’t care what the fans think” 121. “i really need to finish this” 122. “this is exactly how i imagined it” 123. “is that my shirt/underwear/etc?” 124. “everyone else is gone” 125. “fuck, i wish this room was soundproof” 126. “shut up” 127. “relax, angel” 128. “keep doing that, please” 129. “you feel so good” 130. “your skin is so soft” 131. “kiss/touch me, everywhere” 132. “no, you started this, now you’re going to finish it” 133. “pull my hair” 134. “open your mouth” 135. “clean my fingers, this is your mess” 136. “you’re such a messy girl” 137. “why are you so hot” 138. “fuck, i love you so much” 139. “take off your underwear” - “but, there’s other people here” - “they won’t see you, there’s an entire table here” 140. “you’re so gorgeous” 141. “open your eyes” 142. “look at me while you cum” 143. “do you want me to use my fingers/mouth?” 144. “i want you to keep going, forever” 145. “do you want to join me” 146. “you’re not allowed to touch” 147. “bad girls/sluts don’t get to cum” 148. “can you tell me what you did wrong?” 149. “explain what you did, if you don’t finish before you cum, you don’t get to finish again for the rest of the night” 150. “you’re all mine” - “hm…” - “say it” - “i’m all yours” 151. “you’re such a fucking slut/whore/cunt” 152. “how bad do you want it?” 153. “make me cry” 154. “ruin me” 155. “i want to do so many things to you” 156. “you look amazing, really, but i think i prefer the dress on the floor” 157. “i need you” 158. “if you ever pull a stunt like that again, i won’t wait until we get to our bedroom” 159. “say that again, i dare you” 160. “it’s too late for this” - “you don’t have to do anything, just stay laying down” 161. “what does this make us?” 162. “i love making you so flustered, it’s so cute” 163. “do you like it when i touch right here?” 164. “can you stay quiet if i take this call?” 165. “we could get kicked out for this” 166. “don’t make me say it, you know what i want” 167. “let me eat you out while you do that” 168. “can you teach me?” 169. “can i call you mommy?” 170. “what would the others think of this? their innocent little maknae being such a whore” 171. “shower with me” 172. “put your leg over my shoulder” 173. “there’s no one else here, be louder” 174. “look what you did” 175. “i want to taste you” 176. “i’m going to fuck you against the windows, i want everyone to see how good you are” 177. “stop being gentle” 178. “i don’t care what you do, just touch me” 179. “i want to fuck you so bad” 180. “i want to feel you, inside” 181. “i promise i’ll be good, just please…” 182. “you can’t leave marks” 183. “you’re not going to fall, i’ve got you” 184. “we are not doing this standing, there’s a bed right there” 185. “do you like it when i spank you right there?” 186. “stop moving on your own, you’ll take what i give you” 187. “use my thigh” 188. “if you hate me so much, why are you letting me do this?” 189. “you’re really telling me to stop while both of your hands are in my shirt?” 190. “i still hate you” 191. “this is just sex, no strings” 192. “fuck you” - “well, that’s what we’re doing isn’t it?” 193. “you looked so hot out there” 194. “you can take it like a good girl, right?” 195. “swallow” 196. “i’ll untie you if you’re good” 197. “you heard me” 198. “that was a nice way to wake up” 199. “i want to make a mess of you” 200. “breathe, please”

*prompts courtesy from airaibunny*

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#5

Today’s @wolfstarmicrofic was a struggle but here we are, prompt breathing room.

“You sure you’re okay?” Remus mumbled, voice low where he was seated on the edge of Sirius’ bed, glancing down at his leg propped up on some pillows.

“I’m fine,” Sirius assured him again. “Just a tumble, Pomfrey said my leg’ll be fine in the morning.”

“Okay,” he frowned, glancing down between them, taking Sirius’ hand and squeezing lightly. “It looked really scary.”

“Aw, Moony,” Sirius cooed with a grin, “you worried about me?”

Remus snorted, glancing up at Sirius and he could feel himself flush at the teasing grin on the other boy’s face.

“Shut up,” he groused, but there was no real heat behind it and he couldn’t help but smile back as Sirius laughed. “It just looked scary, that’s all.”

Sirius smirked, “I think it’s a nice change, me. Usually you’re the one in the hospital bed, it’s about time you try the other side.” 

Remus gave a dramatic sigh, “S’ppose so,” he conceded with a smile.

He opened his mouth as if to say something else but then the door to the hospital wing slammed open, the Gryffindor Quidditch team streaming in with Prongs in the front. Remus yanked his hand back quickly, jumping to his feet. He pretended to smooth out the blanket thrown over Sirius’ legs as the team descended on them, peppering Sirius with questions about his fall and his leg whilst also giving a blow by blow on how the Ravenclaw captain had tried to convince Madam Hooch to let them finish the game despite them being a Beater down. 

Remus wasn’t paying attention, his thoughts drifting as he looked at Sirius who was laughing at Marlene’s impression of the Ravenclaw Chaser, head thrown back, grey eyes shining, and he felt something hot in the pit of his stomach. He startled at Prongs’ voice against his ear. “You alright there, Moony? I think that blanket’s quite straight enough.”

Remus looked down at his own hand and realised he was still tugging uselessly at the fabric. He flushed, letting go quickly as he glanced up at Prongs who was watching him with an amused sort of expression. He desperately tried to come up with something clever to say to wipe the smug look off his friend’s face when they were interrupted again (thankfully, Remus thought).

“That’s quite enough,” Madame Pomfrey’s voice rang above them. “Give him some breathing room, please. This is a hospital wing and there are too many people in here, Mr Black needs to rest. One of you can stay but the rest of you – out!”

“That’s okay,” Prongs said promptly. “I’ll stay!”

Sirius was quiet for a beat, glancing at Remus before he cleared his throat.

“Er,” he said, gaze flitting awkwardly around the room for a moment before he turned it up to the ceiling, not looking at any of them. “I was thinking, uhm, maybe…Moony?” he shifted his eyes to Remus, teeth worrying at his bottom lip. “If you…want?” 

Remus felt something hot expand in his chest and he could feel Padfoot’s blush mirrored on his own face as he ran a hand through his hair, clearing his throat.

“Uh, yeah. Yes. Sure,” he glanced at Prongs who was looking between them, an unreadable expression on his face before he grinned, slowly, clapping a hand on Remus’s shoulder.

“Even better,” he said, briskly. “I’ve got stuff to do anyway, need to sort out the rematch with Hooch. C’mon, team, off we go! Padfoot’s in good hands.”

Remus didn’t say anything as Prongs gathered the team, ushering them towards the door. He hesitated in the doorway, turning around to look at them.

“I heard snogging does wonders with broken legs,” he smirked, arching an eyebrow pointedly at Remus who felt himself go crimson as Sirius barked out a laugh behind him.

“Sod off, Prongs,” he said, weakly, but he merely winked at them before disappearing through the door, leaving the two of them alone.

270 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

#4

It’s past midnight where I am, so here’s today’s @wolfstarmicrofic for the prompt swing. For @impishtubist who’s had a bad week, hope this cheers you up at least a little, darling.

”Pa’foot!” Harry shrieks as he spots him walking through the gate to the school, setting off into a run and Sirius just about manages to catch him as the boy throws himself into his arms.

”Hiya, sprog,” he laughs, feeling his chest expand as he hugs the boy, pressing a quick kiss to the top of his head, knowing it’s something Harry will grow out of any moment now. But for the time being it’s allowed, and he spins him around before setting him back down on the ground. ”Eager to get home, are we?”

”No,” Harry shakes his head, blinking up at him with bright green eyes. ”Don’t want to go home.”

”Oh?” Sirius asks, ruffling his hair. ”Where d’you wanna go then?”

”I want to go with Teddy,” says Harry, already tugging Sirius along with him, but not towards the exit but rather back towards the school. ”Teddy has a swing and a trampoline behind his house and I think that would be so cool to try and Teddy says it’s very safe and he says he can jump super high and I think if I could just try and jump on a trampoline I’d be very good at it too but if you say I can’t then at least I can swing and you know how much I love to swing and–”

”Whoa, Haz,” Sirius laughs, holding a hand up as he pulls the boy gently to a stop. ”First thing’s first: who’s Teddy? There’s no-one in your class with that name.”

”There is now,” Harry says, practically jumping on the spot as he shoots his godfather an impatient look. ”He started today and he’s all new here and he doesn’t know anyone so I said we could be friends and did I say he has a trampoline and a swing?”

”You did,” Sirius confirms, trying not to smile at the boy’s obvious eagerness. ”But we don’t know if it’s okay with Teddy’s parents yet.”

”Teddy’s daddy said it was,” Harry interrupts eagerly, ”Come oooon, Padfoot!”

Sirius lets Harry tug him along then, towards a boy with brown curly hair that looks about the same age as Harry albeit a bit taller.

”This is Teddy,” announces Harry with a gesture to the boy, ”and Teddy’s daddy.”

Sirius smiles at the boy before shifting his gaze over to the man next to him, his hand extending automatically and he’s got the polite greeting on his tongue but then his gaze moves up to catch on golden eyes and oh. 

Sirius feels his world tilt a little, the golden eyes light and shining as he meets Sirius gaze, face framed by brown curls identical to the boy’s and skin impossibly tanned. Oh, Sirius thinks again, numbly.

”Hello,” the man says, voice warm and with a melodic sort of accent that Sirius can’t immediately place. ”You must be Harry’s dad.”

”Godfather,” Sirius corrects automatically before he catches himself, realising how short he must’ve sounded, ”Er, I mean, well, godfather, technically, but also his guardian–”

”Padfoot’s my Padfoot,” Harry explains, tugging at Sirius’ arm keenly. ”Can we go, Padfoot, please?”

”Padfoot?” the man asks, an amused sort of curl to his lips and Sirius can’t help but smile as he looks down at the black haired boy, excitement radiating from him.

”It’s, well…a nickname, I guess,” he shakes himself, turning his eyes back to the man. ”My name’s Sirius.”

The man smiles properly then, shaking his hand, grip firm and warm and the long fingers closing easily around Sirius’. Oh.

”Nice to meet you, Sirius, I’m Remus. And this is Teddy,” he gestures towards the boy who is chatting away happily at Harry, the two of them practically buzzing with excitement.

”Er,” Sirius says again, once he’s managed to tear himself away from the man’s (Remus’) piercing gaze, ”well, Harry said something about wanting to go with Teddy but I don’t want to inconvenience you if–”

”It’s no inconvenience,” Remus assures him before he has a chance to finish the sentence. ”We live just around the corner from here and we just moved in. It’s just me and Teddy so I’m only happy if Teddy’s managed to make a friend on his first day. Really, it’s no problem.”

”Oh, right,” Sirius says, frantically searching for something else to say even as Harry is practically hanging from his arm now, pulling at him. Just me and Teddy, echoes in his head and he steals a furtive glance at the man’s left hand. No ring. ”Well, then…”

He trails off, unable to think of anything else to say, as if he’s completely forgotten everything about how to set up a playdate and he drops his eyes to Harry, the boy groaning dramatically and impatiently, and Sirius recognises it as him being only about half a minute away from a tantrum. 

”You could come too.” 

Remus’ voice pulls Sirius’ thoughts back and he looks up at the man again. He’s tall, just about taller than Sirius himself which is no mean feat. And his eyes. Sirius can’t look away.

”What?” He asks, because his brain feels foggy.

Remus nods, amusement dancing in his eyes and mouth quirked into a smile, ”Yeah, it wouldn’t hurt if I made a friend on Teddy’s first day either,” he pauses, an uncertain sort of pull around his mouth as he studies him, “Unless you’ve got somewhere else to be?”

”No,” Sirius says quickly, too quickly, he scolds himself but it’s too late now and he clears his throat. ”I mean, that’d work, we just planned to– god’s sake, Harry, stop pulling at me,” he interrupts himself, a little exasperated as he looks down at the boy who pouts at him.

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301 notes - Posted August 14, 2022

#3

Look at that, another day, another @wolfstarmicrofic and the prompt is bubbles.

Remus can hear Harry shrieking in delight, the sound of splashing water, of Sirius’ roaring laughter and then Padfoot’s yapping. He knows that for his own sanity he should probably keep away from the bathroom but he can’t help himself, sneaking down the hallway from Harry’s room that he had been tidying.

He nudges the door open with his foot, peaking in through the doorway and even though he thought he was prepared, he feels himself pale slightly at the sight that greets him.

Harry is in the tub, not that it matters much because most of the bathroom is covered in water, at least an inch of it on the floor, and Sirius is sitting cross-legged on in the middle of it, looking very much like a wet dog, black hair plastered to his head and the white tee shirt he’s wearing is mostly see-through and clinging to his chest and–

Remus stops that train of thought abruptly, physically shaking his head a little to clear it. Instead he takes in the tub, Harry’s elated appearance, his hair sticking out in all directions.

”Padfoot,” he says, faintly, and two sets of eyes turn to look at him, one pair silvery grey and the other one bright green.

”Moony!” Harry shrieks, ecstatic, throwing himself against the edge of the tub as he makes a move to climb out, making the water slosh over the edge.

”Wow, okay, easy there, mate,” Sirius laughs, catching him with an around the toddler’s waist, holding him back.

Harry doesn’t seem to mind much, slumping back into sitting with a splash.

”Moony, look!” Harry says, excitedly, before turning to Sirius again, green eyes wide and pleading. ”Do it again, Pa’foot!”

Sirius grins, widely, throwing Remus’ a half-apologetic, half-guilty look before he turns back to Harry. He winks at the boy, tapping the side of the tub with his wand and colourful bubbles begin to rise from it.

They rise quickly, overflowing, spilling onto the floor, Harry shrieking in delight as he dives into them, emerging seconds later with silky bubbles in all of the rainbow’s colours clinging to his hair and skin.

”Moony, bubbles!” Harry says, sounding almost awed, scooping up a handful and holding them out towards Remus.

Sirius is watching him, eyes dancing.

”Yes, look Moony. Bubbles.”

Remus’ lips twitches a little, unable not to smile as he takes in their overjoyed face, their drenched appearances, both of them with flushed cheeks and shining eyes. He feels something hot expand in his chest as he huffs out a laugh.

”Yeah,” he says, a little faintly. ”Bubbles.”

302 notes - Posted June 8, 2022

#2

Today didn’t turn out quite how I planned but here is a thing. This is a combined effort for @wolfstarmicrofic with the prompt fortress and Sirius and Harry Saturday, written for the lovely lovely @impishtubist

“I’m the Prince and Moony is the King,” Harry says as he adjusts one of the pillows with his hands, and Sirius does not miss the smug twist to Moony’s grin at that.

“And what am I?” Sirius huffs, a little affronted. ”A distant cousin?”

“No,” Harry gives him a strange look, “you’re the Queen, Padfoot.”

Sirius hears Remus’ chortle, the muttered “Dunno how right you are about that one, Haz. Ow!”

Moony grabs his ankle where Sirius’ stinging hex hit him, a weak little thing that couldn’t even have been all that painful but Sirius still receives a glare from his husband.

They had spent most of the day building a fortress made out of pillows in the living room, held together by a bit of luck and quite a lot of magic. Now the three of them were were hiding behind one of the walls, Sirius and Remus with their wands and Harry with a chopstick left over from last night’s Chinese takeaway.

“NO, Padfoot!” Harry’s voice is admonishing, and the look he receives from his godson a little exasperated. “You’re supposed to be here!”

He points at a spot roughly an inch to the left of where Sirius is currently standing. He raises his brows at Remus’ amused expression, rolling his eyes in a way as if to say you just wait as he moves where Harry wants him.

“Sorry, Haz. My bad.”

“Hm,” Harry says, looking at him intently before he’s satisfied with his position, swirling around on the spot to face Remus instead. “And you’re here, Moony.”

Remus moves dutifully to the place he’s assigned, trying not to smile at Harry’s serious expression. Harry nods his approval before turning to face the room, head peaking up over the top of the wall of pillows in front of them.

“Er, Harry?” Sirius asks after a while, when Harry has been staring intently at the sofa on the other side of the room for a good two minutes. “What are we waiting for?”

“Shh,” Harry glares at him. “We’re waiting for the monsters!”

“Ah, yes, of course,” Sirius nods, trying his best not to smile.

”We’re waiting for the monsters to come and then we will fight them with our wands. We’re protecting the castle. Shh!” Harry stares at the sofa for a moment, body tensed, before he relaxes again, whispering. ”I thought I heard them.”

Sirius watches him fondly, focusing his attention back in the direction that Harry is looking in. Silence settles for a moment, and then…

”Oh no,” Remus’ voice is grave, serious, and Harry whips around to stare at him, eyes wide and voice barely over a whisper.

”What?”

”I think the Monsters are here, Haz,” Remus nods gravely but Sirius can see the hint of a smile behind his eyes as Harry sucks in a dramatic breath. ”It’s, yes…” Moony pretends to listen carefully, looking around them, ”oh no, Haz, it’s the tickling monster and I think– I think– I think it’s taken me over!”

”Noooo!” shrieks Harry in protest as Remus makes a move towards him, and he backs away until he he knocks against Sirius.

Remus follows, a helpless sort of expression on his face, ”I’m sorry Hazza, I can’t help it. It’s– it’s taken over now.”

Harry squawks as Remus dives for him, making a fruitless attempt to escape Moony’s long arms, shrieking in laughter as he’s hoisted into the air and flipped upside down.

”Noo–ooo,” he gasps, laughing delightedly as he writhes in Moony’s hold, clinging to his arms and legs kicking. ”Help, Padfoot!”

”I dunno, Haz I’m not sure I can beat the tickling monster,” Sirius teases as he watches them, chest expanding with the love he feels for the two of them as Moony easily throws the child into the air before catching him again.

”Mooo–oony,” Harry cries between fits of giggles, squirming out of his grip and throwing himself at Sirius instead, and Sirius catches him, finding himself with a five year old in his arms as he takes a step back to keep his balance. “Save me Padfoot!”

Remus grins, positively wolfishly as he closes in on them both and Sirius backs up against the wall of pillows behind them, still with Harry in his arms, the boy clinging to him, arms wrapped tightly around Sirius’ neck.

He doesn’t have a chance to reply properly before Remus is right there, and the three of them tumbles into the wall of pillows that comes down around them, the spell breaking, Harry twisting and squirming and laughing breathlessly between them.

Once they’ve worn themselves out, they lie gasping for breath in the pile of pillows, Harry fitted snuggly between himself and Remus, face flushed and eyes wet from tears of laughter.

“You ruined the castle, Moony,” says Harry as the twists himself around, Sirius smiling fondly at the loving expression on Remus’ face as he ruffles the boy’s hair.

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304 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Today’s word is accident for @wolfstarmicrofic so here we go, some wolfstar raising Harry.

”It was an assisdent,” Harry says, looking up at Sirius from his place on the floor, green eyes blinking innocently up at him.

Sirius presses his lips together so not to laugh, ”An accident, really, sprog?”

Harry nods emphatically before looking back down on his hands, studying them intently as if he’s surprised at the smudges of colour coating them, wiping his hands against his paint covered trousers. Sirius sighs as he looks at the wall; he knew that Harry had been way too quiet for way too long, he should’ve known that something was up. 

He’s secretly quite impressed at the rather elaborate painting which was now covering most of the wall, running the length of the hallway. He’s also impressed at how Harry had managed to have any colour left for the wall as he’s also covered in it.

”We’ve talked about this, Hazza,” he says, picking the kid up so he could look him in the eye, doing his best to keep his expression serious even as green eyes widen and bottom lip starts trembling. ”The finger-paint is only for when me or Moony are with you, okay? And not for the walls, only on paper.”

”But it was an assisdent,” Harry insists.

”Mhm,” Sirius rolls his eyes, but he can’t stifle the smile at Harry’s innocent expression. ”Sure it was, sprog. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

When Remus comes home, Harry has been cleaned up and put to bed and Sirius is on his knees in the hallway, scrubbing at the wall. 

”What’s–” Remus starts, then he falls quiet as he catches sight of the wall, ”Oh.”

”Quite,” Sirius says as he sits back on his heels. ”I’ve been at it for a while. Whoever thought magical finger-paint was a good idea, I don’t know, but Scourgify won’t take properly.”

Remus huffs out a laugh, toeing off his shoes before sinking down on the floor next to him, ”Left him unattended, huh?”

”For like fifteen minutes,” Sirius grumbles. ”Kid’s fast. And he kept saying it was an accident,” he chuckles lowly, ”But hey, look,” he stops, tugging Remus along, pointing at the wall just next to the entrance to the kitchen.

He feels something warm bloom in his chest as he looks at what is very clearly himself, Remus and Harry painted with Harry’s enthusiastic fingers. He glances at Moony who is smiling vaguely.

”Figured we could save that,” he says, taking Moony’s hand and squeezing lightly, the other man nodding.

”Yeah, good plan.”

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One Hundred Prompts!

1) “You think it’s that easy?”

2) “I could ruin you, you know. I will if you don’t follow through and do as I say.”

3) “I know your mad at me, but you’re gonna have to talk to me sometime. You can’t ignore me forever, you know?”

4) “I have nothing to say to you.”

5) “That’s my joke, dammit, (Y/n)!”

6) “You overheard everything, didn’t you?”

7) “Follow my lead.”

8) “Did you really have to be that honest?”

9) “I wish you never had trusted me.”

10) “I told you not to get too close to me.”

11) “I told you to leave, but you didn’t. I gave you the chance!”

12) “You know, just because you’re worried about her, doesn’t mean you have to be a creep and follow her around all the time.”

13) “I just can’t deal with this right now.”

14) “Me neither. I’m going to bed.”

15) “Can we… start over?”

16) “I still need you.”

17) “I can’t believe you.”

18) “You can’t do this!”

19) “Sometimes you can just be cruel.”

20) “Stop yelling!”

21) “Do I know you?”

22) “You have no reason to be mad at me, especially if it’s for something I didn’t do!”

23) “I have to say what I feel.”

24) “Was this all a joke to you?”

25) “You think this is funny?”

26) “They warned me about you, I should have listened.”

27) “Is there anything I can say to convince you to stay?”

28) “Try me.”

29) “I’m not sure if I can wait any longer.”

30) “Change me into something that I can believe in.”

31) “You can’t trust anyone, especially those you know.”

32) “Why should I trust you?”

33) “You shouldn’t.”

34) “Do you think I’d drop my walls for just anyone?”

35) “Don’t give up on me.”

36) “Not a chance.”

37) “I didn’t mean to, I swear!”

38) “Please, (Y/n)… open the door.”

39) “Touch her, and you’re dead!”

40) “I’ll come back for you, I promise.”

41) “Put the knife down, I’m not going to hurt you.”

42) “For once, I’m not the bad guy here.”

43) “You don’t intimidate me.”

44) “You’re going to have to do better then that.”

45) “I won’t do it again, I swear!”

46) “Please don’t hurt me!”

47) “Stop… please, stop!”

48) “What did I do this time?”

49) “You don’t want to make me your enemy.”

50) “You’ll be sorry!”

51) “I know what you did!”

52) “I know what you didn’t do!”

53) “Don’t lie to me!”

54) “Why shouldn’t I?”

55) “You don’t want to test me. I can promise you that.”

56) “Don’t look.”

57) “Keep going! Don’t look back!”

58) “Don’t. Move.”

59) “Do you understand?”

60) “Fine then.”

61) “Just listen to me, dammit!”

62) “This is supposed to be my story.”

63) “Be careful out there, don’t stay out too late.”

64) “Did you really just get us lost?”

65) “What did you just say?”

66) “It’s not that funny, come on!”

67) “I’m just so, so tired.”

68) “Do you want to talk about it?”

69) “Are you serious?”

70) “What do I do if they come back?”

71) “Play along, or they might take us both.”

72) “They won’t buy it.”

73) “Just stick to the script.”

74) “Go out with me. Please.”

75) “Your jokes suck.”

76) “Stop stealing my food every time I look away, would ya?!”

77) “I’m not getting it.”

78) “You try it.”

79) “It’s all mine.”

80) “They don’t know what I know now.”

81) “What would that be?”

82) “That was a secret!”

83) “Oh there you are! I was just asking about you!”

84) “Your secret, not mine.”

85) “I have to go.”

86) “No, you don’t.”

87) “You can’t get out of it, not this time.”

88) “You can do better.”

89) “(Y/n), you cannot talk to the captain that way!”

90) “I’m not!”

91) “Did you just say what I think you said?”

92) “Don’t you talk to me that way again, understand?”

93) “Please come back, (Y/n). You’re truly better off with me and my crew then you are with them.”

94) “It only takes a second for a beat to kill our hearts.”

95) “Why should I?”

96) “Hold still, I’m trying to help you!”

97) “Say that again, and you will regret it.”

98) “Isn’t that like your third drink already? What’s going on?”

99) “I was only pranking you! You know I really wouldn’t do that!”

100) “Sometimes you are impossible.”

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Characters:

Jack Sparrow

Davy Jones

Hector Barbossa

Will Turner

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Requests: OPEN

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[goth1clee]

Oscar Isaac X Masc reader He/him pronouns)

A/n: The reader is currently working on a mlm Christmas movie where he plays the boyfriend of Oscar Isaac. Both men are shooting a scene, however one stage direction has the reader slightly nervous but exited nonetheless

T/w:just fluff, tickles

You walked on to set as you always did; one earphone in, the other dangling down beside your ear. As loud music blasted through the speaker, you heard a familiar voice shout your name.

“Hey, Y/N how are you? Sleep ok?”

You turned to greet Oscar with a quick hug, like you did every morning and proceeded to walk together to his trailer. Since you started filming the movie with Oscar, both of you had formed a very strong relationship. The chemistry was helpful since you were playing as each other’s boyfriends.

“I got some croissants on the way here if you want one”

“Oh Oscar you’re a life saver,” you replied, your voice sounding relieved, “I’m bloody starving.”

As you both made your way to his trailer, ran ahead and opened the door, then stood beside it.

“After you, senõr.”

You laugh at his cuteness and stepped up to his trailer. He followed you inside as you slumped down onto his sofa. He smiled and sat next to you.

“What should I put on the TV. What d’you fancy?”

“I don’t mind mate, you pick”

Oscar put on the Simpsons (much to your delight) and handed you a croissant. As you ate, you remembered you were meant to be filming a scene together later that day. What number was it again? As you took the script out from your backpack, Oscar leaned over, wondering what you were both supposed to be doing.

“So, what scene are we filming today, Y/N~”

“I haven’t read it yet” you giggled as he put his chin on your shoulder, trying to glance over at what you were doing. You shoved his face gently and grabbed the script out of your bag while Oscar was still laughing.

“Page 87”

You quickly skimmed through the dialogue. Nothing unusual, so you focus on the stage directions. All of it seemed fine, just a scene where you and him are setting up the Christmas tree in your new house, you both sit on the sofa…

He lays next to you and…tickles you.

Your eyes widened. The back of your throat felt strange and your stomach started to flip. As you gulped quite loudly.

“Ahhh so you read the scene. I’m looking forward to working on that”

“Y-yeah, me too” you managed to stifle the words out.

“Really? Cause that sounded kinda weak dude, not gonna lie. You wanna practice?” he asked.

“No no it’s fine.I’m- fine” the nerves were creeping in, and they were hard to mask.

“Hey you ok? You still hungry or something?” he chuckled, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

“It’s not that.”

“Then what is it then?”

“I-it’s nothing mate, just feeling a bit tired is all.”

“Ok then…we should practice it just in case though. I’m kinda rusty when it comes to my lines though.”

You gulped again. “Ok yeah sure”

As the scene progressed it was all going so well. You both had been clear with your lines and the chemistry was great, just as it always was. But soon enough, he had you pinned.

“Ohhh, you wanna say that again?” his character (Enzo)had been teased by yours (Billy)so he was teaching his partner a lesson. You looked into his deep brown eyes, but you became lost within them and forgot your line. You sighed and said embarrassed “I’m sorry Oscar, I forgot my line. What was it again?”

“Oh don’t worry, it’s the same as what you just said; “me being with you isn’t so bad, because the age difference means it’s my duty to care for the elderly.”

“Sounds quite true if you ask me.” You retorted, trying to change the subject.

“Oh haha very funny,” Oscar said sarcastically, “D’you wanna go from where we left off?”

“No it’s cool, I think I’ve got it now. Thanks.”

You slumped back onto the sofa, still looking rigid. Oscar still couldn’t tell what was bothering you. He thought for a while. As he sat next to you, he watched as you kept your eyes focused on the Simpsons. He stared for a while at how fixated you were on the tv; he enjoyed watching you focus, it was quite sweet. But he quickly looked away to regain his focus. Oscar picked up the script and read the scene, specifically the scene you were practicing. “There’s gotta be something here.” he muttered quietly to himself. The dialogue seemed fine, until he came across a stage direction, then it all clicked. “Oh so that’s it”

“Hey Y/N,” he began, already forming a plan, “I kinda forgot that last part, can we practice it?” He could see you were nervous. “Pretty please~”

Reluctantly you agreed, and lied next to him once again on the sofa, beginning the scene.

He spoke softly “Ohhh, you wanna say that again?”

You stared nervously at him, but managed to get the line out, “What? All I said was me being-AHA OSCAR-“ you couldn’t finish the line, because Oscar had already lifted your shirt up and was lightly prodding your hips.

“GOTCHA!”

Immediately, Oscar started digging his hands into your worst spot, laughing along at how helpless you looked.

“OSCARR STAHAHAP. THISS ISN’T IHN THE SCRIHIHIPT!”

“Oh I know,” he answered smugly, “but someone’s gotta learn his lesson for messing up the lines on purpose so he could avoid tickles.”

“PLEHEHEASE STAAHP” you struggle to get the words out, even though he was barely digging into you; he was just lightly tickling your sides.

“Oh I am nowhere near done, believe me. This is the best thing I’ve found out in like- forever.”

He laughed along with you as you lost it after every touch. His teasing made it much worse.

“Coochie coo~”

“YOUREE A FUHUCKING ASSHOHOLE STOHOHOP.” you thrashed your legs, accidentally kicking Oscar in the leg.

He smiled at you’re persistence, but continued.

“Hehey, you try and kick me again I’m gonna have to take drastic measures.”

You took this as an empty threat (not because you wanted him to take drastic measures or anything) but you managed to free one hand and tried to push him off. Your pushing seemed to work, because he seemed to let you up and you caught your breath.

“Finally, I thought you’d never st-AHAHAP”

Oscar had taken the opportunity to lift up you shirt once again and blow a huge raspberry on your belly.

“Y/n’s giggling, Y/n’s giggling” he chanted as you fell into hysterics. Oscar loved hearing you laugh; he wished you’d do it more often though.

“Alright then,” he stood up, releasing you from his grasp, “I suppose I don’t wanna kill your since your my friend and we have to work and all.”

He tickled under your chin one more time just to linger, and he got up and made you a hot drink. All the while, quiet laughter still left your mouth as you laid exhausted on the sofa.

“God I should’ve tried this sooner,” he shouted from the other side of the room, “your reaction was incredible. And hear I was thinking Pedro was bad.”

You chuckled, “ It’s so unfair! I laugh like a fucking hyena with rabies”

Oscar smiled and turned to look at you.

“Well I thought it was adorable. Look, you’ve gone all red~”

You hid your face, embarrassed, “Oh get lost, I’m just tired out is all, that knackered me out.”

“Yeah and that’s completely believable.” Oscar smirked sarcastically, jabbing you in the ribs once more, making you jump.

A/n: literally bright red writing this, so I hope you enjoy reading this. This is my first fic on Oscar so if anyone has any constructive thoughts, they would be very appreciated <3