#(just to see what I can doOooo

[deoidesign]

Finished a commission for @kenneduck!

This was a lot of fun, thank you so much!!!

[mifflebat]

ggguys whatvis tumblr etiquette like

am i meant to reblog a bunch of stuff ir?? because rn my blog is just stuff i’ve said/made grbfjnenfkg

[sanguinaryrot]

Fucked Up, Deranged flag for Unhinged Aroaces Covered in Blood featuring Alfred Bloodborne for @silenthillmutual my beloved

[pepprs]

mission failed we’ll get em next time 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[fingertipsmp3]

Being friends with me must be exhausting fr. Imagine waking up and seeing that your dumbest friend sent you a whole ass rant starting with “SOS” and the salient points are there’s a guy with swoopy hair at her work and she doesn’t know how to deal

[dorothygale]

opening the new employee's outbox and discovering she's either the densest person alive or she's been horribly trained (the latter being far more likely)

[sanjisboyfie]

one piece smau: misc. edition

— miscellaneous :P probably pt.1 bc this is so fun to dooooo

— no romantic pairings, just the strawhats being cutie friends, male reader!!!

ー idk if the formatting is weird on desktop bc i did this all on my mobile 😭😭😭

liked by freeluffy, roro.zoro, and 8.6k others

-> ._.[name]: luffy is recycling, recycling is good for the enviornment!!! be like luffy <3

tagged: freeluffy

dni_nami: who on earth would want to be like that idiot ???

-> roro.zoro: no bc shes right

-> ._.[name]: you guys r so mean 😭😭

dr.law: im surprised there arent more bottles, u guys had the whole block awake....

-> freeluffy: we had to make five trips :DDD

-> ttchopper: FIVE TRIPS?????

-> dr.law: and when your guys' livers fail ill b there to laugh

-> ._.[name]: actin like u werent sneakin in shots of vodka :/// alright buddyyyyy

-> uso_pp: LMFOAOAO

-> SUPERCOLA: u jus got exposed

liked by ._.[name], dni_nami, and 4.6k others

uso_pp: im beggin yall to stop getting into drinking contests w zoro and nami

tagged: ._.[name]

._.[name]: naw trust next time i got em

-> uso_pp: didnt u say ts last time???

-> dni_nami: the fact he keeps thinking hes gonna win is crazy

-> ._.[name]: imma win back all my money

-> uso_pp: AND YOU BET MONEY??? ur gonna b in eternal debt [name]

princesanji: my beautiful nami is always coming out on top 😻😻😻

-> ._.[name]: who r u ???

-> princesanji: i dont interact w losers

-> dni_nami: sanji, ur the reason my username is what it is please do not test me rn

[liked by ._.[name], robinkills, and 80 others]

liked by ._.[name] and 7.3k others

robinkills: nami and i showing sanji and [name] who exactly they gotta jump

tagged: dni_name, ._.[name], princesanji

dni_nami: skank ass bitches invading a party that our friend is throwing jus to talk shit is crazy

-> ._.[name]: glad we took em outside 😋

-> princesanji: ILL FIGHT TO PROTECT YOUR REPUTATION MY QUEENS NAMI AND ROBIN - NO ONE WILL EVER DEFAME YOUR NAME IN FRONT OF ME EVER AGAIN

-> ._.[name]: one time ill agree w sanji on smth

freeluffy: no fair i wanted to come :(((

-> dni_nami: the pouting at not being involved in a fight is crazy

-> boahancock: my beautiful boy luffy i have many people you can have the pleasure of taking care of 🥰🥰🥰

uso_pp: their stupid ass bfs thinkin they stood a chance against sanji AND [name] was hilarious nglll

-> robinkills: it was over before it even started

[liked by dni_nami, princesanji, ._.[name] and 40 others]

liked by freeluffy, portgasdace, and 4.1k others

princesanji: someone donate this brokeass some money so he can buy his own packs

tagged: ._.[name]

._.[name]: HOW MANY OF MY LIGHTERS HAVE YOU STOLEN??? this is compensation

-> princesanji: stop lying i didnt steal shit from u

-> ._.[name]: I SAW MY ZIPPO ON YOUR NIGHTSTAND U FUCKING LIARR

ttchopper: smoking isnt good for u [name] :((

-> ._.[name]: suddenly i no longer like cigarettes

-> ttchopper: :DDD

-> roro.zoro: walked like a dog.

-> ._.[name]: ur just mad cuz chopper actually likes me

-> roro.zoro: im gonna kill u

-> dni_nami: chopper doesnt like either of u pls stfu

liked by robinkills, roro.zoro, dr.law and 13k others

._.[name]: my hearts <333

tagged: portgasace, freeluffy

portgasace: YALL SEE THIS im [name]'s favorite u wish u were me

-> freeluffy: i think [name] likes me the most, sorry ace!!!

-> portgasace: im beggin u to shut the fuck up

-> freeluffy: ur jus mad cus im right :DD

uso_pp: i wanna see a fight between these two over [name]

[liked by dni_nami and 50 others]

-> ._.[name]: u jus wanna see a fight mf shut up 😭😭😭

liked by dr.law, freeluffy, and 7k others

._.[name]: DAMNN PAPI ZORO GIVE ME ONE SHOT PLSLSSS 🤤🤤

tagged: roro.zoro

roro.zoro: we r never going to the gym tgt ever again im sick of ur bullshit

-> ._.[name]: can u pls come home and meet my parents i told them all abt us 🥺🥺

-> roro.zoro: i hope u die in a fire

uso_pp: unexpected couple of 2023 😱😱😱

[liked by ._.[name], robinkills, and 70 others]

._.[name]: he looks soo fionneneee

-> dni_nami: pls stop thirsting for zoro on ur main at least take it to the finsta [name] i cant stand this any longer

-> roro.zoro: how abt he jus stops in general???

-> ._.[name]: ur ltr in love w me stop being so obsessed in replying to my comments zoro 🙄🙄

-> roro.zoro: unlock ur apartment door im outside

-> ._.[name]: i feel unsafe.

[morganbritton132]

Eddie doesn’t post much over Parents weekend. When he does post, it’s a picture to the Official Corroded Coffin twitter account of Wayne rocking a vintage CC sweatshirt (vintage as in Eddie made it for him before the band even existed).

Overly invested fans don’t have to fret though because whereas Eddie isn’t posting, the kids are.

Every year they fill out bingo cards with Very Specific Things that they think will happen over the course of the weekend and play to see who gets bingo first. This all plays out across their TikTok accounts because the rule is: if you don’t get a video, it didn’t happen (the rule was made after the cheating scandal of 2016).

The game is always centered around whoever is hosting so this round is Steddie-centric. So, no one makes it obvious that Steve’s mom clearly didn’t show up, but if you’re invested enough in his mama drama than you’d pick up on everybody’s effort to keep him engaged enough that he doesn’t really have to think about it.

(1) The first to get a piece on the board are El, Mike, and Lucas. They manage to catch on video Claudia Henderson fully lifting Steve off his feet when she hugs him. You get three different angles of Dustin next to them with the most ‘are you shitting me?’ look on his face because she hugged Steve first.  This is a staple of these events. It happens every time. Everybody had it on their bingo cards but the others didn’t get it on camera. 

(2) Will has ‘Karen says something that would’ve gotten Steve’s neighbor burned at the stake’ on his card. He posts a TikTok of Karen referring to Steve and Eddie’s salt and pepper shakers as ‘kitschy.’ Steve smiles and says, “I know! Eddie picked them out.”

(3) ‘Eddie stands on a table’ was banned from being on the card because it has happened at every single event ever. ‘Eddie falling off a table and being caught by Steve’ however? Very specific. Weird it happened. Lucas gets points, but also a little side eye.

(4)It’s not going to win Erica any points, but she posts a video of her mom talking to Robin about finding her a good man. Now, don’t get her wrong. Sue Sinclair’s LGBT+ ally-ship is only rivaled by Joyce Byers, but she never remembers that Robin is a lesbian and Robin is always too awkward to correct her. It’s like watching two robots have a conversation because Sue mentions that Dustin is single and Robin is just like, “And…short?”

Eddie is not in the video but you can hear his wheezy laugh next to her. Erica’s just like, “Would you use your inhaler or die somewhere else?”

(5)Dustin posts a video of Steve standing by the window, clearly lost in thought as he stares out at the road. You can see Eddie sneaking up from a distance but instead of scaring Steve, he takes him by the hand and spins him around so they’re facing one another. Dustin isn’t close enough to hear what they’re saying but you can hear him mutter ‘gross’ when Eddie presses Steve up against the window to kiss him.

Steve’s the one to pull Eddie towards the stairs going to the studio, but they don’t actually make it down them because Hopper pulls Steve away to talk to him. There’s an argument between the party in the comments of the video of if this counts as ‘Steve and Eddie sneak off to make out like teenagers in the studio’ because they don’t actually succeed in sneaking away.

(6) Every single person playing gets a video of Hopper looking at Eddie and asking if he’s on drugs. Eddie says, “I don’t doOoOo drugs, Dad. It’s just marijuana.”

Dustin gets an extra point for catching Steve’s eye roll. Eddie has repeated that phrase at least a hundred times since Dustin told him about the Russian elevator.

(7) Max and Dustin both score a point with ‘Steve and El pull a “prank” on Eddie’ and it’s just Steve very confidently claiming that he can roll a nat 20 easy-peasy just by rolling the dice in a special way. Eddie obviously calls bullshit and then Steve rolls a 20 three times in a row.

After the fourth time, Eddie narrows his eyes at Steve and then spins around until he spots El on the other side of the room and points at her like “YOU!!!” No one watching understands this video. There are fights in the comments about what the hell is even happening here.

(8) Max is the only one with ‘Eddie says ACAB’ on her card. She posts a video of her handwritten card and then pans the camera up to Eddie. They’re all sitting around a bonfire later in the evening. Steve’s practically in Eddie’s lap as Eddie says, “-exactly what I mean, ACAB! All cops are bastards!”

Steve: Not Hopper

Eddie: Especially Hopper! Are you kidding me? Do you know how much weed he stole from me?

(9) Mike catches Steve and Eddie sharing a cigarette on the front porch later that night. It’s only after someone edits the video to remove the sound of the wind that you can kinda hear Steve say ‘It’s just that this is kinda it, right? I opened the door and she slammed it in my face.’

Most of the conversation is inaudible, but Joyce catching them and taking the cigarette from them is not. Neither is her shooing them back inside and finishing the cigarette herself.

(10) The party members all end up staying the night and everybody sleeps in the living room since Hopper and Joyce have Steve and Eddie’s bedroom and Wayne has the guest room. Steve and Eddie sleep on the couch because Eddie’s back can’t handle the floor. Max and Lucas get an air mattress, and Dustin claims the other side of the couch with El since they’re the only single people there. Everybody else is on the floor

Max wins bingo with a one-two punch the following morning with Mike complaining that Steve stepped on him with his big ass sleepwalking feet and Dustin posting a picture to his Instagram of him, Claudia, and Steve with the caption “best moms a guy could have.”

[piratefishmama]

Nest | Part 3

A Steddie A/B/O ficlet

Steve never liked to admit it out loud because it was very un-Alpha of him. But he actually really loved building nests. He loved the back and forth, the cooperation, the trust an Omega had to have in him to let him into that space, into that inherently Omegan trait, to allow him to help build something that only a mate would be allowed to enter.

It was a deeply intimate thing to share.

Alphas weren’t supposed to find real joy in something so Omegan.

That was supposed to be just a thing Alphas did to make their Omega’s happy, something they did purely for their mate not out of their own enjoyment. Steve… Steve genuinely loved making them.

Loved seeing all the different styles, and when he built them with an Omega, he loved seeing how comfortable that Omega was just burying themselves within it when it was done, loved curling up in the final product with them and just relaxing until the next stage of their heat reared its ugly head.

Steve loved every part of it.

And Eddie was just, throwing pillows at him, that dimpled smile unwavering. He just seemed so happy, his scent as pleasant as a warm summer breeze through the mountains. Made him want to go camping. He hadn’t been camping in years, now he longed for it.

“Alright, we have the sort of shape” Eddie announced, staring down at what definitely was not a typical nest shape, his hands on his hips, pleased smile on his face. Steve was nothing if not extremely supportive. It sort of reminded Steve of a splat. Like a comic book splat shape, he loved it. “…We do, right? Is this—do you think—”

“I think it’s perfect” Steve didn’t hesitate, and Eddie’s beaming grin was his reward. “Now for the blankets, we gotta add some structure to it.”

“Ughhh I’ve never been good at that, nothing ever stays tucked in like it’s supposed to” so many assumptions as to what Nests were supposed to look like. Steve really had to look into just where Eddie was getting all these assumptions from, what his sources were, because they sucked.

“Dooooo you want it to be tucked in properly? Nests can be loose too, it’s all about personal comfort.”

“…Should I want it to be tucked in?” Steve felt his heart break a little. Eddie really just… didn’t know. He had no experience. For someone older than himself it was heartbreaking that nobody had ever just… helped him with it. sure, he said he had his Uncle, but how experienced was his uncle with Omegas?

Probably not very experienced if this was the result. Not his uncle’s fault, it wasn’t his fault.

“How about this, we tuck it in, and then we see how you feel about it. How’s that sound?” Eddie looked at him for a moment, then back down at the nest, then back at him, as if assessing whether or not it was a good idea, Steve just waited. He’d already told Eddie that nests were personal, were unique to the Omega, there was no sense in repeating it.

“… Do you think we have time for that?”

“Sure, you’re still pre-heat, should have enough time to get at least two nests built before your heat actually hits, plus… you have me here Eddie, you’re not on your own, there’s no rush, I’ve got you.” This could be just as much a learning experience, as it could be a helpful aid to the Omega’s mental state during future Heats.

He’d know what he wanted, he’d know how to build a nest he could be comfortable in, he wouldn’t second guess himself anymore. He’d be okay.

“Okay… tuck em in for me, big boy” for him. Do it for him. An instruction from an Omega to an Alpha, not a request, an instruction.

Almost a command.

Steve felt himself shiver in delight, the urge to please, to be good enough, to impress his Ome—

No. Not his. Eddie wasn’t his. He shook his head. He was his patient. Dammit. Control yourself he chastised himself. He was in control, this was a vulnerable Omega, not his Omega, he was at work, and he was doing his job.

Plus, it was Eddie Munson for crying out loud!! He distinctly remembered finding Eddie Munson irritating. Where was that irritation now? Dammit.

“Steve?” Shit, Steve looked up, startled by the soft, hesitant question, he was looking at him, eyes wide, concerned. “Are you okay?”

“Right! Yeah, shit—tuck em in, got it.” He was fine. Totally fine, nothing to worry about. Not like he’d just zoned out around an omega in heat. Definitely not like he’d just done that. It’d be fine. It’d have to be fine, his scent was pretty much all over the room at that point, his hands had been on the base materials of Eddie’s nest, that Omega wouldn’t let any other Alpha near it now.

Steve couldn’t give his position up to another Alpha. It’d be a goddamn bloodbath if one tried.

So he tucked those blankets in, one by one he kept to the funky shape Eddie had laid out, he put that little slip up to the back of his mind, and made absolutely certain that every blanket would remain tucked in nicely until the nest had a nice lip around the edges, leaving little gaps here and there where things collected from Eddie’s pack could be tucked in without risking the structure.

He did all of that, then invited Eddie to sit in the middle of it with him, he spent all that time meticulously doing all of that, knowing deep down, predicting the moment Eddie looked at those walls and with a little frown pinched between his brows, said “…I don’t like it.”

Steve just laughed, not unkindly, just a soft little laugh, then tilted his whole body to the side to knock into Eddie’s shoulder “Alright, then let’s drape em. C’mon, I’ll show you how to do it, so it stays put when things get messy.” It was worth it. The time he’d taken to make such a sturdy base was worth it to make sure Eddie knew exactly what he wanted in a nest.

Even if it meant undoing and redoing all of his hard work, just knowing Eddie would know, would be okay building his nests during future heats without him, made it all worth it.

Part 5

[libbys-braincell-loss]

i became inspired so heres a silly oneshot smg34 fic that also includes mario and meggy

---

This fic includes:

snowtrapped reference. Sorry yall </3

shitty grammar whenever mario speaks

---

SMG43 crush frustrations, a 2 1/2 part oneshot

---

Segment 1: SMG4 and Mario

---

SMG4 sits at his desk, making videos, as per usual. Working hard to appease the hell that is the YouTube algorithm, all that good stuff.

SMG4 is just focused on working on making a decent video, trying his hardest to work in peace.

Suddenly, the door breaks down for the 17th time this week (it's tuesday), and SMG4's idiot best friend Mario bursts in to disturb said peace.

"ES EM GEE FOUR" he yells, startling his friend.

SMG4 sighs. "Hey, Mario, what do you need?"

"I just wanted to see what you were doing :))" Mario replies.

"I'm just making videos, that's all," SMG4 says, attempting to regain focus on making the video. "I gotta finish as much as I can before I have to hang out with SMG3 later today"

"Ooooo, watcha gonna be doin?"

"3's just gonna be streaming the two of us messing around on Gmod. I think he wants to play prop hunt?"

"Mario played that one time with him. He's too good at it," Mario recalls.

"Heh, as if. He only won cuz he was against you," SMG4 exclaims. "He won't stand a chance going against me."

Mario peeks over the chair and observes SMG4 making his video.

"Can Mario help???" Mario asks.

"Hahaha, no," said SMG4. "You don't know shit about editing."

"Lol ur right, im just bored af and wanted to do something" Mario says, eyes crossing. "What video you makin"

"I'm remastering an old video called 'Charming Peach'; people seem to like when I make remasters of old videos," SMG4 responds.

"Oooooooooo" says Mario. "Can I suggest a video idea?"

"Y'know what, sure. Go ahead."

"Snowtrapped remaster :))))"

SMG4's eyes widen. He turns and looks at Mario in the crossed eyes and humongous mustache.

"Hell no!"

"Hell yeah :)"

"Why would you suggest that?! I'm not doing that!"

"Why not?"

SMG4 blinks. "Why do you think?"

Mario shrugs. "Because it's too cold?"

SMG4 face palms. "I forgot; you don't think."

"Awww :(" Mario frowns. "Thats mean :(("

"Dude, SMG3 and I literally have sex in that episode."

"And?"

SMG4 blinks.

Mario blinks in return.

"AND WE WOULD RATHER DIE THAN REMAKE THAT? What do you want me to say?" SMG4 exclaims.

"You didn't enjoy it?" Mario asks.

SMG4's face turns bright red. "MARIO!! Why the hell would you ask that?!"

Mario blinks. He grins. "You're avoiding the question"

"I'm not answering the question. I'm not remaking Snowtrapped, period. SMG3 and I could never relive those events again."

Mario blinks one eye after the other, like a frog.

"Do you like him?" Mario asks out of the blue.

"Huh??" SMG4 says, red creeping on his face.

"Do you like SMG3?" Mario asks.

"I mean, yeah... as a... friend, of course."

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." Mario's eyes narrow, and his head widens as he stares directly into SMG4's soul. "Mario doesn't buy it."

"What? What do you mean?!"

"I think you are gay :)"

"No. Also can you stop talking in emoticons?" SMG4 sighs.

"Come on!! I'm pretty sure you like him in a gay way"

"Why do you have to say it like that?"

"huh"

"...Nevermind. No, I don't like him like that." SMG4 chuckles, like he's trying to gaslight himself into believing the words he says. "Why would I? He berates me every day, I can't stand him sometimes... Why would I be in love with someone who constantly tries to do some bullshit to piss me off?"

"But when you do get along, what then?"

SMG4 opens his mouth to speak, but no words came out.

"I just... I..."

Mario smiles really wide. "Youuuu liiikkkeee himmmm!"

"Mario, quit it!"

"Youuu dooooo :)"

"MARIO!"

"Youuuu likeee yourr rivaaaaalll :)))))"

SMG4 sighs, tired of trying to convince Mario otherwise. "Fine, you caught me. Yes, I may or may not have developed a crush on SMG3..."

Mario gasps with the utmost glee in his eyes.

"I KNEW IT!"

"Yeah, but you BETTER NOT TELL A SOUL!!" SMG4 puts a firm hand on Mario's shoulder and points at him aggressively.

Mario frowns. "you're no fun"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I just don't want word to spread and for SMG3 to find out. Then he will really hate me, and not in the joking way he usually does."

"You think he hates you?" Mario tilts his head

"...Not really, but..."

"Then tell him!" Mario says.

"Haha, hell no. He is my rival, and even though we're able to... tolerate... each other for enough time, but SMG3 is very keen to remind me that we are 'rivals', and refuses to admit that we are friends, no matter how much we get close to admitting we are friends."

SMG4 looks down. "I do really like him, I just... I have no way of knowing if he does like me at all, and if he is being serious when he shit talks me. Maybe he thinks and talks about how stupid I am when I'm not hanging out with him. He probably hates me, with how much he berates me. Why would I want someone who hates me?"

Mario blinks. "You are dumping all this info on someone who has zero advice for you" he says.

SMG4 smiles sadly. "My bad. I just... it's been eating me up inside, I just wanted to vent about it."

"Its ok :) mario can try to give advice if you want!" Mario says.

SMG4 sighs. "Go ahead."

"Mario thinks that if SMG3 hated you so much, he wouldn't go out of his way to be around you"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"He frequently shows up to hang out with you, he saves you, he talks about you a lot..."

"Wait, he does?"

"Yeah! I was waiting to get a bomb at his coffee shop and he was in a corner writing in his journal again, and he was saying everything he was writing out loud; he was saying 'I'm excited to hang out with smg4 tomorrow, we gonna play some gmod together and im totally gonna beat his ass at prop hunt, hes gonna be so mad itll be so funny, seeing his face so angry is so entertaining-' and then he stopped writing cuz he saw me waiting for my bomb order and he shoo'd me out of there and i didn't get my bomb"

SMG4 blushes. "Huh. So, he does shit talk me outside of my earshot, but in a positive way..." He smiles ear to ear. "Mario, honestly, I cannot believe I'm saying this, but your advice actually helped. I think my intrusive thoughts were just trying to lie to me. I needed to hear that."

"Yay! Mario's glad he could help :)" Mario says, smiling. "This is my character development! I am therapist :)"

SMG4 chuckles. "Mario, I would not trust you as a therapist 100% of the time."

Mario smirks. "But you can trust SMG3 as your therapist-"

SMG4 punches Mario's arm "Shush. This stays between us, okay?"

"yeah B) i gotchu"

"Thanks, man."

---

Segment 2: SMG3 and Meggy

---

Meggy steps into SMG3's coffee shop, 3's Coffee and Bombs. The cafe was very empty, there was little to no people there.

"Hello? SMG3?" she calls out.

SMG3 pops out from the kitchen.

"Ah, Meggy! Welcome to 3's Coffee and Bomb's!" SMG3 exclaims with a grand flourish. "How may I serve you?"

"Hey dude, I came here two days ago," Meggy says, deadpan. "You don't need to make a grand spectacle everytime I show up."

"Yeah, yeah. What'll it be? Coffee or bombs?"

"I'd like some coffee today. I think I'm gonna go for some black coffee today."

"Daring today, aren't we?" SMG3 says, in a sarcastic tone.

"Look, I'm trying to expand my horizons. Try new things. Every time I drink coffee, it's sweet as hell. I'mma take something bitter for once."

"If you say so," SMG3 says.

SMG3 makes Meggy her coffee and Meggy gives him his money. SMG3's watch beeps.

"Oh! Looks like it's break time!" he says.

"Nice! Care to join me?" Meggy suggests.

"Sure, why not," SMG3 says, shrugging. He makes himself some coffee of his own and sits at a table across from Meggy.

"I heard you have plans on doing a stream collab with SMG4 today," Meggy comments. "You guys are playing Gmod, right?"

"Yeah!" SMG3 sips his coffee. "I'm gonna kick his ass in prop hunt. He will be so pissed."

"Haha, I see," Meggy says, taking a sip of her coffee. She spits it back into the cup.

"Rude," SMG3 frowns.

"It's not that you're bad at making coffee, it's that black coffee isn't the right coffee for me," Meggy responds, also frowninh. "Don't take so much offense to everything."

"Welp." SMG3 leans back in his chair. "I'm excited. I can't wait to absolutely destroy his ass in games I'm goated at."

"Aren't you just happy you get to hang out with 4?" Meggy remarks.

"...Hanging out with him to make him look like a loser on stream, yes!" SMG3 responds.

Meggy smirks. "I think you do enjoy his company."

SMG3 studies a speck on the ceiling. "Says who?"

"Says me. I know you like him."

SMG3's face immediately turns bright red.

"NUH UH!" SMG3 exclaims. "He's stupid and a moron and a loser! W-why would I be attracted to a- a loser like him?!"

Meggy looks him dead in the eye. "I was gonna say opposites attract, but you guys are both oblivious AND obvious dumbasses, so you guys have more in common than you like to admit."

SMG3 looks away. "I don't like him. He probably hates me, with how much I berate him. Why would I want someone who hates me?"

Meggy smiles.

"3, I think 4 is just as in love with you as you are with him."

"What makes you think I like him?" quizzes SMG3.

"Oh, you constantly talk about how excited you are to do anything with him, you pout when he's not around, and you're usually the first person to try to instigate helping him as soon as he's in trouble," Meggy recounts.

SMG3 blushes. "We're Meme Guardians; if one of us isn't around, our powers are very minimal. I'm just looking out for him because I don't know what happens to one Meme Guardian the moment his counterpart is dead, and I don't want to find out."

"Awww, you care about him!" Meggy smiles.

"Just talk to him, dumbass," Meggy said. "He usually functions better once people communicate their issues with him. If you ask if you take things too far, and if he feels hurt by your words, talking it out is the right thing."

"Shush. So what if I do? He would never like me back. He probably can't stand me. I berate and belittle him too much. I know, I know, it's bad, but... I don't know how to communicate appreciation to people I care about. Teasing is all I know, but I never know if I've pushed it's limit-"

"But that's so difficult! I'm no good at communication!" SMG3 complains.

"You're a therapist! This is the type of advice you give your patients!" Meggy responds.

"I'm a hypocrite!" SMG3 wails.

"Look, just talk to him at some point. Maybe after the stream is over, just take some time out of your day to figure out how SMG4 feels about your constant teasing, then go from there."

"Yeah. Y'know what, I'll keep that in mind. Thanks Meggy."

"No problem! And, while you're at it, you should totally go for it!" Meggy exclaims, beaming.

"Meggy..." SMG3 sighs.

"I know you like him, you can't keep hiding."

SMG3 groans even louder.

"Yes, but you tell no one, okay?" SMG3 orders.

"Of course," Meggy says, smiling.

---

SMG4 and SMG3 are up in SMG4's office, playing and streaming Gmod shenanigans. Mario is sitting on the couch in the gaming room, watching TV. Meggy comes in and joins Mario on the couch.

"SMG4 and SMG3 can't be any more obvious, can they?" she remarks.

"they gay as hell," Mario agrees.

"3 confirmed he does like 4," Meggy says.

Mario laughs maliciously.

"What?" asks Meggy.

"mario also got SMG4 to confirm he likes 3 >:)," Mario says.

"Ha," Meggy says, "Cool. Do you think they'll ever actually get together?"

"hmmmmmm, Maybe!" Mario answers. "But if they don't, it's incredibly funny to watch their gay struggling, so we can keep watching it for a while"

"I like your thinking, Red," Meggy smirks. "Let's just let them be for the time being."

[miioouu]

His Favourite Camgirl

whatever you dooooo, don't imagine yourself as Soap's favourite camgirl.

tw: suggestive, camgirl!reader, umm uncreativity when it comes to soap's username. pls halp

You really never revealed your identity, you want your audience to appreciate the lingerie you get yourself using their money; the lace rosé bodysuit embroidered with pink and orange flowers, white satin set with over exaggerated baby blue bows, and sometimes, when they haven't been behaving properly, you show up with the leather black set that barely covers you.

You liked to keep your face hidden, except when your fingers pushed past your lips, circling your tongue around them before dipping them under your panties. And you'd lean over slightly, for you it's to get a better view of the chat, for them it's to get a heavenly glimpse at your chest. And they can't see it, he can't see it, the way your eyes twinkle when you see the nasty comment 'Soap69' (very original, i know) left there. Your favourite subscriber, your favourite fan. Of course he was; he's been supporting you since the beginning, he never missed your lives, he always knew what to say in the comments to make you edge closer to the cliff of your orgasm.

Just like him, you stayed awake after your shows, daydreaming what he'd look like, what his voice would sound like when he'd whisper the praises in your ear instead of typing them out on a stupid screen. It's become an obsession that you're too ashamed to admit, you're always thinking of him when you're choosing what to wear, whether it's for your lives, or for the pictures you innocently post on other social media apps. His likes and reactions always made you smile and blush.

"Texting your boyfriend?" your coworker would ask, and how are you supposed to tell the old lady that no, it's your fan leaving a sweet comment on your most recent post? So you just nod, not wanting to explain yourself, not wanting to have an awkward conversation. But that conversation made you think of him even more, consuming your every thought. Even when you should be too busy focusing on your pleasure in front of the camera, you're thinking of him. He prefers the more innocent act, he likes to see you in shades of blues, he likes when you use that pink transparent dildo he got you from your wishlist. It's him, him, him, him, on your mind all the time. It's Soap.

"Soap" voice breathless and dripping with pleasure and desperation, like honey oozing from its comb. And you didn't realise your mistake until it was too late. Your eyes went wide as you saw the other viewers congratulate him in the chat, some even jealous, but it's really his comment that you focused on, that made you reach that extraordinary high "Yeah that's right, kitten, only I can make you cum like that…"

And it wasn't a lie, after that show you really couldn't reach your orgasm without the thought of him. You learned not to say his name on your live shows, but when it's only you and his favourite minty bullet vibrator late at night, you're moaning his username over and over and over again like a mantra, like it's the only thing you can say. And isn't usually the fan that is supposed to be obsessed over the camgirl? Wasn't he supposed to be the annoying stalker? (secretly he is, unbeknown to you, he is) Why is it you that is crazy over him then? So much that you couldn't think straight, not when you're at work, not when you're driving, not when you're cooking. And it's when you accidentally cut yourself as you were chopping some onions that you've had enough, you wanted him, you needed him, and without giving it a second thought you grabbed your phone, scrolling until you found your app, searching up for his username and sliding right into his private messages with a shy "Hiii. I've been thinking of you a lot, you're such a sweet fan. I'd like to know you better, if you're ok with that, of course…"

[briarberrythornedhart]

Eddie Casts Song of Restoration

Content: Sick hurt/Comfort, innuendo and flirting, reader described as having breasts, reader has never heard of Vic’s vapor rub going on your feets 😅. I know, that’s gonna ruin this for some of us. Just pretend with me.

🦇 ♥️ 🦇 🎸 🦇 💀 🦇 🎸 🦇 ♥️ 🦇

You’d been together for 19 days and 6 hours when you caught the flu.

You told Eddie to stay away from your house until you were well, but Eddie is not exactly stellar at following orders.

It was the fatigue that was the worst and you didn’t want to ever see Eddie as listless as you felt. You liked it best when he was revved up and bouncing around like a coiled spring.

He was very bouncy right now.

“Orange juice, check. Ginger ale, check. Chicken soup and crackers. Check Check. More tissues - the Good Ones.” Eddie said, plopping his purchases onto the counter. “Vapor rub which Uncle Wayne says cures what ails ya’. And Of course - movies for distraction purposes. Plus me, as a bonus distraction.” He bowed to you, but he was the opposite of humble.

“Babe, didn’t want you to get sick.” You said weakly. “Didn’t Dustin tell you I said to stay away?”

You clutched the afghan around you and shuffled further away as if a few measly feet would protect your beloved from the plague you carried.

What you needed was hazmat suits, then you could hug him safely. You wanted to hold him so badly.

Eddie cocked his head and licked a canine. “You ever known me to do what that little shrimp says? Also, I knew you needed me.” He held out his arms to catch you up in them, but a sudden sneeze caught you without tissue in hand and slightly green goop was now dripping from your nose

“Awwww gross…” you complained and begged him. “Don’t look at me, I’m so disgusting.”

Eddie laughed, not cruelly, “Sweetheart, where is all that ectoplasm coming from??” He brought his bandana up to wipe your face off, ignoring your complaints that it would need to be BURNED afterwards. “Listen, you are not gross. It’s just snot. You are as gorgeous as ever, and I loooove the outfit.” He had clocked that you were wearing a Megadeth shirt and just underwear underneath your your afghan ‘cloak’. His voice dropped an octave - you felt it rumble in your ears. “That’s my shirt...Don’t you know what that does to me…?” sliding his warm hands under the afghan to meet your thighs.

You felt the traitorous cough building in your chest and couldn’t stop it no matter how hard you tried. It bent you double. It sounded atrocious.

“Whoa-whoa, hey, I’m sorry, I won’t molest you while you're sick, don’t cough up a lung on me.” Eddie slung an arm around your shoulder and led you back to the couch.

“You would… if I wasn’t sick, though?” You asked glumly, “You’d molest me to my heart’s content?”

Eddie did a double take at that, and then chuckled in his best demonic manner, “Say the word and you’ll be thoroughly molested, good and proper. Soon as you want it.” Quixotically changing tone to be sweet again, his doe-eyes soft and concerned. “Do you wanna lay down, or prop up against me?”

“Can’t lay down, get too stuffy.” You sniffed, a bit pathetically.

“Okay, sit here, imma put on the first movie and then we can cuddle up.” Eddie popped open a white clamshell VHS case. “You said you loved Muppet movies, Robin suggested I get you ‘Hey Cinderella’ - and ‘The Frog Prince’ - both are Muppety versions.”

“I think you might be the sweetest boyfriend in the whole world.”

“I know, right?…and now…” he unscrewed the cap of vapor rub, “to put this mentholated greasy shit…sorry... stuff.. on your feet.”

“What? Vapor rub is…chest…stuff. Chest rub. For chests??”

“Wayne said he puts it on his feet when he has a cold - said he did that for me when I was a toddler.” Eddie suddenly looked at you with a little smirk, “Dooooo youuuu want me to rub this on your chest? All over it? Cause that’s the kinda sweet boyfriend I am, I will do that, for you, if you want?” He licked his upper lip, face all mischievous.

He was a good distraction. “Yeah, well... when they say ‘chest’ they mean upper chest,” You patted just below your neck. “... not these.” You cupped your breasts at him.

His eyes widened and so did his smirk. “Show me again, I’m confused. Where doesn’t it go??” He scootched closer.

You tsked your tongue. “Actually what would be best - is if I rubbed this on your chest and stomach - and then laid my head on you. Like a big warm sexy healing pillow.”

“I don’t want to be described as a pillow - but I’ll take the rest.”

He let you put the chest rub on him, only wrinkling his nose up until you started massaging it in (avoiding his nipples), then you sent Eddie shivering into a little body-roll of pleasure as you drifted your hands down to his naval.

“Your hands feel s-s-so good... go lower??” His voice broke slightly on the ask.

“I’m not sure this is okay to go on any sensitive skin - like - pretty sure crotch is a no-go, babe.”

Eddie sighed a laugh, “Whoops, I didn’t come over here to have you take care of me. C’mere.” He held out his arm so you could get as close as possible and lay your heavy head on his chest. He held you sweetly and watched your silly muppety movies and sang you some Led Zeppelin until you drifted off to sleep.

But it has to be said, that as soon as you felt better, you gave him a full body massage with body safe oil and it did not disappoint.

[fyodior]

do u thibk beastzai is into incest,,,, when i first saw him i just thought ‘dazai??? more like daughter fucker 3000’

necessary mention// reader is aged 18+

I DOOOOO THINK THAT esp in a non-canon compliant beast universe where dazai doesn't die, and he grows older into the pm boss position. he finds himself in a whirlwind relationship that ends almost as quickly as it started, but it resulted in you: his now beloved daughter. with no mother to speak of, the two of you are in it together, by yourselves - you're inseparable. and especially with dazai knowing about the book, he considers every single moment with you precious, because he knows how quickly it could all be stolen from him. so beast!zai spends as many minutes loving on his beautiful daughter as he can.

it's a different dynamic than what we see with elise and mori, because dazai sees you as a little more of an equal than mori sees elise. of course because you're older, but also because dazai had you when he was pretty young, so you've essentially grown up together. there is very much a power imbalance, he is still your father and he frequently makes that known, but there's also..... an understanding. fondness. he loves you so strongly and so uniquely, nothing like he's ever felt before, and something he's certain he'll never feel again.

the entirety of the pm knows dazai is..... weird about his daughter. he has you by his side as much as possible, and when not, he talks about you at every turn. you are his entire world - the port mafia is nothing but a side gig to him.

he'll put you in the prettiest dresses and finest fabrics you could ever possibly desire - only the best for the bosses daughter. and when he takes you in bed every night, those same silky dresses tossed to the floor like they're nothing but rags, he makes sure to show you just how much he loves you.

[phoebepheebsphibs]

.Dead asleeP.

Title: Chapter 6: AWAKE Prompt: You were peacefully sleeping when you suddenly wake up to the sound of a heart monitor steadily beeping somewhere nearby, and realize you are in the med-bay with no memory of what happened prior to this. // After watching movies with your siblings all night and passing out in the tv room, you wake up to find that you're alone. What happened? Fandom: ROTTMNT Word Count: 3,091 Author: PhoebePheebsPhibs Rating: Teen and Up (I changed the rating cuz of some bloody scenes that happen in this chapter...) Characters: Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello, Raphael, Splinter, Draxum, minor Casey Jones Jr. & April Warning: NA Summary: Leonardo catches up on everything as the story comes to an end. Notes: The end

@shr00mi3writefight @tmnt-write-fight @that-0n3-shr00mi3

Posted to AO3 <-

All eyes turned to look at Leonardo. He grinned and waved hello to them, waiting for the upheaval of the peace that was undoubtedly coming straight for him. And so it did.

Mikey was the first, pouncing on Leo and crushing his bruised ribs underneath him. He coughed and groaned as the wind was knocked out of him. Donnie and Casey came next -- though Splinter and Raph were in a close second, only half a step behind them. Leo was bombarded with questions, tears, people yelling loudly trying to be heard over the cacophony of noise.

"Everyone, back away!" Draxum bellowed, commanding attention. "Give the boy some air."

Leo chuckled softly as Casey and Splinter gingerly took steps back, letting Leo have some space. Mikey stayed on top of Leo, crying into his chest and laughing every few seconds.

"You're here, you're awak!" he whispered enthusiastically. "You're okay, you're okay... you're okay, you're really here again..."

"Are you okay?" Casey asked, eyeing him over nervously. "Are you thirsty? Hungry? Does anything hurt??"

"Uhm..." Leo croaked hoarsely, clearing his throat and coughing again. "I-I could use some water?"

"I'll go get it," he said quickly, dashing away.

"Does anything hurt, Blue?" Splinter asked, taking CJ's place and grabbing his boy's hand.

"E-everything?" he mumbled, shifting his weight a bit under Mikey. "It all aches... es-specially m-my head."

Mikey crawled off of Leo, sniffling and wiping his face as he smiled at him.

"Sorry," he giggled. "I'm just so happy you're awake!"

Leo nodded with a weak smile. He was awake, true, but every second felt exhausting and draining. He kept trying to keep his eyes open, move his hands and fingers... Raph came over and sat by his bedside, holding his hand and smiling at him. Leo smiled back, until he saw the scars over his eye and the large crack in his plastron, the hole in his nuchal shell. He lifted his hand up and traced over the gash, watching as Raph's smile wavered, but stayed firm. A bit forced and half-fake, but still there. Leo looked up lazily at him, eyes searching for an answer.

"How... how did that happen...?" he whispered.

"You still don't remember?" Donnie asked, one drawn-on eyebrow raised.

"I thhhhink I dooooo?" Leo murmured. "I... I remember the invvvvvasion, but... ugh, my head..."

He reached up and pressed his palms against his forehead, hoping to alleviate the pounding sensation he felt.

"Donatello, go get the pain relievers. We will try to relieve the pain as best we can," Draxum ordered.

"Won't that cause him to slip back into the coma?" Donnie asked with concern.

"Not if we're careful. Just something small to assist with headache will suffice."

Donnie nodded and headed to the back of the room. Draxum came forward and began his examination of the bedbug, shining a small flashlight against his eyes as he did. Leo typically didn't enjoy people poking around him, least of all Baron Draxum, but he let the old goat look him over. Leo happened to glance over the side of his gurney and see tons of smudged chalk scribbles on the floor. He weakly pointed at them, and muttered a 'wazdat' at him.

"Mystic runes used for mind infiltration spells," he explained. "Similar to the ones I made when you and your brothers entered your father's memories."

"When we what?" Leo asked, his forehead furrowing.

"You don't recall?"

"I don't really recall a lot," Leo admitted, grumbling from the continued headache. "Bits and pieces. The dreams... they made me think we were back after we first banished the Shredder away. I'm a lil' confused on the current timeline."

"What do you remember last?" he inquired, as Casey Jones Jr. entered the room with a bottle of water and a straw.

Leo took long sips from the icy cold water, which revealed just how dry his throat actually was. He coughed after drinking down the wrong pipe, and the hacking hurt his chest and back. Raph helped him to sit up, propping pillows behind him and taking his hand to assist as Leo crawled in reverse until he was sitting semi-upright. It made drinking easier. After a few more minutes of gulping the water, he gently pushed it away so he could talk again. Donnie came by and helped Draxum fiddle with the anaesthesia, as Leo thought it over.

"I... I kinda remember..." he paused, trying to recall just how much had been lost or misplaced in his mind. "The Shredder's arrival. And working with Big Mama to banish him. Then the lair games, Piebald... Uh... We got mystically poisoned? By Meat Sweats??"

It was more of a question than anything. He wasn't completely sure about that one. It was so silly and out of place, that it could have very well been a dream-fabricated memory. But the nods from the group let him know that was real.

"Did... did I go in the Maze of Death by myself?" he asked, recalling that memory.

"No, you didn't," Raph explained, still holding onto Leo's hand. "That was just a dream."

"Oh."

Leo blinked as he thought some more.

"I definitely remember dinner with you," Leo chuckled, shakily pointing to Draxum. "And then... I think I remember some kinda basketball game?"

"With Tim Dunkman," Donnie nodded. "Then you'll obviously recall how I single-handedly won that game of baské-ball."

"What?" Leo laughed. "Did you actually? No, you totally didn't! ........ Did you??"

"Stop messin' with him," raph scolded, smacking Donnie upside the head. "We all collectively won the game. You made the winning score, though. But keep going, anything else?"

Leo continued to describe his memories one by one, and had a few adventures filled in the blanks that he forgot. He remembered Doing some kid of pirate-brother-bonding experience with Señor Hueso, but barely recalled doing the Jupiter Jim sidekick contest. He remembered some kind of spa day at the Hidden City, but had absolutely no idea what his brothers were talking about when they mentioned an adventure with 'Warren Stone 2'. It took some memory-jogging, but Leo eventually remembered the time April and Splinter fought the weirdly obsessed actor Kristoff Van Bradford. At first he couldn't remember the final battle with the Shredder, or how his family had been mystically trapped in an orb by Big Mama and they were made to fight her champions. He did not remember the months after. Not until he saw Raph's awkward expression, and smelled his 'I'm uncomfortable and feel kinda guilty' stink.

And then it all came flooding back.

And Leo wept bitterly, because the words of his nightmare came flooding back, the desperate want to escape and atone for sins. Months wasted fighting and digging a rift between himself and his family, fueled by ego and selfish pride. He remembered all the hateful words exchanged, all the fistfights, and the tears, and the screaming matches, and the sleepless nights. Leo sobbed so much that snot drooled from his nose. His face was soaked. Donnie was kind enough to blame the reaction on the meds he was dosed with affecting his emotions and overstimulating them. True, he did feel kind of odd and his feelings did feel ramped up. But this was genuine, all the same. Even so, he let them believe Donnie's excuse.

Raphael held Leo's hand tightly. He smiled. No, he sh-shouldn't -- he, he can't just... forgive him! Not after everything he did to them, not after how much he hurt him... Leo continued to sob until he started to hiccup. The hiccups hurt his chest, stalled his breathing -- Casey Jr. shoved the cup back into his hands and ordered him to drink. Leo did, confused, but found that it's very hard to cry and drink water at the same time. He nodded to CJ in gratitude as he finished the water and requested more. As soon as Casey left, Leo asked for more information about the invasion.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Splinter asked, his voice hushed as he came and rubbed Leo's head affectionately. "We can wait --"

"N-no, I wanna know," Leo whimpered. "I-I remember... I remember the ship, and the Prison Dimension."

The room fell silent.

"But I don't remember what came next... Was... There was a portal? Who did that, how did that happen?" he asked, looking around the room for a face that would reveal it all.

Mikey slowly raised his hand. And Leo only now noticed the odd spiderweb scars that traced down his arms, like broken glass.

"I did," he announced, a smile creeping on his face. "That was cool, right?"

"YOU did that?" Leo asked, eyes wide. "Really??"

Mikey nodded with extreme enthusiasm. He looked so proud and pleased with himself.

"Wow. Okay. I missed a lot, then... So, if Mikey pulled me out of the Prison Dimension, does that mean that the Krang..."

"He's gone forever," Raph insisted. "We promise."

Leo almost started crying again, out of relief. Nope, scratch that, he was crying again.

"Maybe turn the dosage on his meds down, Dee?" Raph suggested.

"And then what?" Leo asked in between sniffles. "Mikey pulled me out, happy ever after... How did I end up here?"

"...Well, you were fine at first," Mikey mumbled. "At least, we thought so. You were talking, cracking jokes, and then..."

"You fainted," Donnie finished. "You mumbled something about getting pizza and feeling sleepy, and the next thing we knew your eyes had rolled back in your head and you went limp. Raph carried you all the way home."

"I held your hand, though!" Mikey chimed in, not wanting Leo to assume that he'd left him alone.

"Thanks, Miguel," Leo smiled. "So, I just... tapped out?"

"Your injuries were extensive and severe," Draxum jutt in. "You were incredibly lucky. If they'd gotten you back to your abode any later, you might not have made it."

"What do you mean? I might not have --" Leo swallowed. "You-- you're saying I almost --"

Every pair of eyes darted away. Splinter looked pale, like he might puke or faint or burst into tears. Raph squeezed Leo's hand, and Donnie fidgeted with his battle-shell. Mikey rested his chin on the gurney, not looking directly at Leo but still with him.

"...Oh. Is that why you guys were so... the way that you were in the dreamworld?" Leo wondered.

"Partially," Raph admitted. "Mostly... you were asleep for seven whole days, Leo. We were getting really worried."

"Draxum mentioned that the Yokai had a mystical procedure to help wake up patients who had gone comatose, and suggested we try it," Mikey continued.

"It... was a long shot, but we took it," Donnie sighed. "We weren't sure what would happen to you if you stayed unconscious and unresponsive for much longer. We were desperate."

Leo exchanged looks with his three brothers and smiled.

"Well... thanks, guys," he exhaled. "Really. Thank you."

Mikey squealed with delight before climbing back up onto the bed and hugging Leo again. Donnie came over and rubbed his head. It looked like Raph would never let go of Leo's hand.

"So... can we, uh, not talk about some of the stuff that happened in my dream?" Leo requested.

"Are you kidding me?" Mikey asked, half-joking. "Dr. Feelings is ready and chomping at the bit! Leo, the best cure to face a nightmare is to talk about it!"

"Yeah, I get that, but I don't. Want to. Is that okay?"

"...Y-yeah. Okay," MIkey relented. "We don't have to talk about yet. But we should. You NEED TO, Leo. I can tell."

Leo sighed and pet Mikey's head as he laid his own head down on the pillow he sat against.

"Sure thing, mi hermanito. Recibo el mensaje."

Mikey nodded and then laid his head to rest once more.

"Well, if you four are finished with your little reunions --" Draxum interrupted, parting Donnie and Raph like the Red Sea, "-- then I believe some rest is in order."

"What!" Leo gagged. "You're crazy if you think I'm going back to sleep!"

"I wasn't referring to you," Draxum corrected, reaching over and lifting a half-asleep Mikey off of him. "Your brothers spent an exorbitant amount of mystic energy to rescue you. They need rest to replenish that energy."

Leo watched as Raph yawned, struggling to stand up from his energy deprivation. Donnie stood beside him and hoisted him up as best he could.

"Do... do they have to go?"

"Do they not need sleep?" Draxum asked, exercising the fullest extent of his sarcasm. "I did not know that I programmed that into their DNA."

"So funny I forgot to laugh," Leo grumbled. "But for real, c-can they stay in here? Like -- like, can they get the cots out or -- or m-maybe I could stay in one of their rooms?"

"I cannot tell if you are joking or not," Draxum sighed.

"It's cool, Drax," Raph sighed, giving Donnie a break as he strode over to Leo and began to push the gurney out of the room to follow the rest of the Hamatos. "I got an idea..."

One phone call to April later, and the whole gang found themselves resting in the main living room of the new lair. April had come in with soft drinks and softer foods for Leo to try and eat. Nothing heavy or too rich. Mikey and Donnie filled the room with pillows and blankets, even a few mattresses they had stored away. They'd set up the projector to play Lou Jitsu and Jupiter Jim films on loop. Leo was placed centerfold on the couch, an IV bag carried in with him to help. They spent the night talking about anything and everything. April cried when she saw Leo on the couch, as he waved hello to her and laughed at her expression. Though, he ended up crying, too. Leo refused to sleep for quite some time, and understandably no one forced him to. April stayed awake the longest, sitting beside Leo as the movies droned on. Mikey was the first to pass out, considering how much energy he depleted in the dreamworld. Raph and Donnie were next, falling asleep in each others' arms and snoring together. Casey Jr. was next -- he might not have helped in the dreams, but he had spent the entire two days (yes, two days) they were in there tending to Leo and helping around the lair, assisting Splinter in any way he could. Casey was unofficially/officially his son now.

But Leo was scared to sleep again. And could you blame him? After everything that he had been through...

The good news was, his family was there to stay with him. Through everything -- the good and the bad and the earth-shattering. They were there.

Leo relaxed. He watched the breathing patterns of his brothers as the rested. He watched Casey as he slept, still clutching his hockey-stick-weapon-thing as he rested in a sitting position against the couch. Old habits die hard, Leo guessed. He watched April drool onto her pillow. He snickered. This was good. This was safe. He was safe. Leo spread himself across the couch, embracing the full comfort of home. His eyes closed.

No, wait!! That was just what happened last time!!

Leo snapped awake, anxiety filling him up again when he realized that he had been asleep. He scrambled, kicking the blanket off the couch as --

Wait a minute, he wasn't on the couch anymore?

Leo looked around him, and found that he had been moved to sleep onto a mattress cushion with his siblings. His jostlings had woken Raph up, who stared at him wide-eyed as he tried to find the danger. Leo glanced around the room, trying to figure out what had happened. He was sleeping on the same mattress Raph and Donnie had been on, but now Mikey slept along with them, April and Casey joined in at the corners. Leo was in the center, encompassed by them all.

"W-what happened --???" he panicked.

"You were whimpering in your sleep earlier," Raph whispered, comforting Leo as best he could. "We moved you to sleep with us. It seemed to help."

"I... I don't want to sleep anymore," Leo gasped, gripping Raph's hand as tight as he could.

"That's okay," Raph smiled. "You don't have to sleep tonight. It's okay, you're okay..."

"Th-this happened before," Leo frantically sputtered, still twitching from the shock of being woken up from anxiety. "I-I woke up and they were gone -- they were gone, this is too good, I'm dreaming again -- Please don't tell me I'm dreaming again, I can't --"

"Leo," Raph grabbed the injured slider and pulled him into a cradling hug, rocking back and forth to calm him as he kept the panicked teen in a bear hug. "You're not dreaming. You aren't back there. You're not trapped anymore. It's okay, we're real. I swear on my life that you are safe."

Leo watched as Raph took his hand and formed a red hologram over it. The ninpo covered over Leo's hand as well. He felt the sparkling energy fill him up from the inside out. This was real. Raph was real. He was awake and alive and safe.

"...Thank you," he mumbled. "Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

"You're welcome."

Raph stayed with Leo, holding him close and rocking him back and forth. Leo drifted off and snapped awake several times in the night, over and over again. Raph was so good to him, staying awake the entire time to make sure he could comfort Leo if he needed it. At some point, Leo realised it was okay. He could rest. And Raph needed the sleep, too.

"Raph?"

"Yeah?" the big brother replied, still smiling kindly at him.

"...I'm sorry for. Everything. Before the invasion. And during. And after."

"I'll forgive you," Raph whispered. "If you promise to forgive yourself."

Leo sucked in a breath and nodded.

"Okay."

"Good."

It was quiet. Apart from the films playing on the projector screen.

"...Raph?"

"Yeah?"

"...I'm tired."

"Yeah, me too."

"...I think I wanna try going to sleep."

"Okay. I think you should try."

"Yeah. Hey, uh... could you promise to be there when I wake up?"

Raphael hugged Leo one last time before helping him get situated back into the turtle pile.

"Absolutely."

And in the morning, he was true to his word.

And Leo had no dreams that night.

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

shit now idk whether to buy lingerie, those vintage photos, or instead go for some vintage prints i've been wanting for almost a year, or get vintage prints of sapphic erotica

Ughhhh idk whether to buy lingerie or get that vintage photo I've had my eye on 😭😭

[missamyrisa2]

I think about you tickling my nipples and between my legs a looooooot more than I probably should… any thoughts on that? 😅🖤🖤

Oooh y'knowwww~ endlesssssss

Particularly on how to solve the triangle puzzle ~ because you have threeeee lovely royal buttons for me, all ready for teases and tickles but I'm a little limited on my options for how to press them all at once with tickly touchesss ~ and alsooo how to sequence those tickles. It's like, I have to unlock your sweeeet gigglemoans and I can't just go in like willynilly tickling tickling tickling with my fluttering fingers over your chest buttons to your pearl.

Or maybe I can~

Maybeeee I'll just tickle with reckless abandon for a bit huhhhh~ get you allll wiggly squirmyyyy on this tickle chair with your legs so gently spread and snugly secure, your arms on armrests as if you're relaxing during all this fun, and of course that gorgeoussss pair of girly buttons alllll exposedddd~ Oooh sorry I'm gonna snicker taunt youuu sooo much because I just loooove ticklish buttons and I love diving right in, no pretense no buildup, just my fluttering wiggly fingers coming down like the ticklerain to spread over your chesttttt ~ chasing your every struggle and squirm and resistance to the silly sounds you know you wanna make. Awww sooooo tough and gothyyyy huhhhh silly giggles and squeaks aren't for you nooooo~

Which'll get you niceeee and warmed up so I can drift down down down and get that pearlyyy pearl. Oooh I see her volunteering yesss I dooooo ~ and I'm gonna make you watch while I wiggle my index finger near that pearlie oh yes I ammmm ~ ahhh ah ahh not touching, you can't get mad not touching you can't get mad! Just wiggglyy wigglyy tickly nail riiiight over that pearlyyy oooh teases sooo bad huhhh~ you say pleeease miss amy please make me alll giggly sweet moany and girlyyyyyy take away all my toughnessss and just tickle me to bits oh pleeease miss amy you sayyy~

Ah yes, what to do with you though, what to do with a girly girl with threeee ticklish buttons that neeeed to be sequenced for the gigglegasm hmmmm? How do we gigglemilk you after all? Ahhhh I think ~ I thiiiink you neeeeed the kissssiessss! Oooh but which button to kisssss ~ mmmh. Maybe the left? The riiiiightt? Tickle tickle~ let's see which one makes you more squirmy when I take this fluffy makeup brush to it. Are you more ticklish on the leftttt? The riiiight? Tickle tickle ~ tell me which is more ticklish or I will continue~

I mean I'm gonna tickle you anyway but thanks for playing darling ~ Let's just start on the left, shall we? Kissyyyy kissyyyy while your other button gets this makeup brush twirlinggggg and ooh yess why yes I did bring this black feather just for you, just for your pearlyyyy ~ it's soooo soft but a lil stiffff mmhmm soo perfect for those itchyyyy tickles on a cute royal button ~ mmhmm mmhmm now we're getting somewhere, now we're getting to the good stuffff. I have this kinda plump lower lip you seeee ~ did you notice? I've always been a little meh about it, like I have no upper lip but then I have this big ol lower lip. And oooh it's kindaaa perfecttt for teasing buttonsss because it's a bigggg softtt fluffyyyy loveyyy touch~ and sooo good at capturing your button with a hug so I can kissy kisyyyy~

Mmmmhh how's that feeeel? Getting your buttons tickles all together like this? A feather stroking your pearlllll ~ a blushyy brush grazing your chest button and me loving on the other chest button ~ yes moan it out, be moany. Be ticklish. Be desperate. Now we switch. Little lickle ticklessss on the other buttonnnn and that kisssy kissed nipply nipple gets the featherrrrr ~ just taunting little tickles on that rosyyy button while ooh yesss your pearly is getting her makeover now, blushyy blush brushh up and down and around and around. Gotta get her niiiice and tickled pink~

Awwww what's thatttt? You wanna gigglecum? You wanna gigglecum for your ticklemama? That's right you fucking do! I know. I know exactly what I'm doing. I'm wrecking your shit you can't do nothing about it, no you can't. That's why I'm going down here and I'm going to nibble up these thighs and milk your giggles out until you're begging for it. Begging for your tickles and for me to make you gigglecum. Can you just stand it? Can you even standddd how ticklish and cute you are? Yes, I think we're making out with that pearly pearl now. Only the lightest kisses for that regal button while my fingers tickle your chest buttons til you can't see straight. Oh you can gigglecum whenever you wantttt. I don't make you hold back. I make you lose control and beg for more and I'm not gonna stop nooooo~ coochie cooooo~