#Mikey’s happy they’re ‘known for being a family!:)’

[turtleblogatlast]

Big Mama must have lost some serious standing in the yokai underworld because it’s gotten apparent that she keeps being beaten by a small group of teenagers and the occasional rat man, and when it’s not them then she’s taking L’s from her own schemes working against her.

And in the ensuing power vacuum, the Hamatos accidentally become the most feared crime family known to all the big bads of the Hidden City.

After all, they’ve publicly outplayed Big Mama multiple times, a couple of them have taken out the heads of two of the most well known criminal organizations, one took out Heinous Green, two are responsible for the destruction of Witch Town, they have ties to both the infamous Baron Draxum and Captain Piel, they won the Doom Dome death race, they’re Battle Nexus Champions, they’ve displayed insane feats of power and defeated impossibly strong enemies, most of them have been to jail, and they regularly mingle with humans.

You can just imagine the notoriety they’d accumulate from word of mouth alone.

[nathanbatemanfucker]

The Bee & the Bear, Chapter 1: And Then There Were Four

summary: Mikey’s death brings the gang back together again.

pairing: carmy berzatto x f!reader (Bee)

contents: 18+/NSFW/heavy content, mention of suicide/mental illness, grief, longing, pining, angst, friends to strangersish to lovers

wc: 2.1k

an: this is my first time writing for the Bear so i beg of you to go easy on me.

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The sky is gray and cloudy and birds are singing softly, perched in dead trees. There’s snow on the ground, crunching beneath the weight of everyone’s shoes. Beneath the weight of everyone’s grief, so heavy it's palpable. It’s the coldest day of the year, fitting for the occasion. Because Mikey’s dead, taken from all of you with his own hand.

You’re sandwiched between Sugar and Richie, to keep them apart, to keep them together. Regardless of their history and their care for each other, it's always touch and go– a disaster waiting to happen. But with you here and in the flesh after so many years, they’re both trying to balance that fucked up mixture of happiness from seeing your face and the pure despair from losing Mikey.

“Thank you for comin’, sweetheart,” Richie squeezes your shoulders, his eyes soft and watery when you look up at him.

You lean more firmly into his side, “You know I wouldn’t miss it.”

“You know who would.”

You know exactly who he’s talking about. Carmy isn’t here, and while anyone else would expect him to show up to his brother’s funeral it had not surprised you. Not with how the last several years have gone. Richie’s words make you sigh tiredly, and you give him a stern look. The last thing that Mikey’s funeral needs is more blaming. That didn’t start at Mikey’s funeral though, the Berzattos have pointed fingers at each other for as long as you can remember.

There are faces familiar and not around you, all of them turned to the ground, paying their last respects to Mikey. This hurts, it hurts deeper than anything you’ve ever felt before. Since you’d gotten that phone call from Sugar something heavy and dark has sat in the pit of your stomach, taking root and finding its home there. Life has always been the 5 of you, even with you and Carmy strewn across the country. You and Mikey and Carmy and Sugar and Richie. A reality that you’d always known, that you found comfort in on days you felt a little too homesick. Your relationships with all of them heavily inspired your art, they had become your family.

As you watch Mikey’s casket be lowered into the ground you can’t help but feel like your lens on life has shifted. For the first time in a long time, you aren’t completely sure where anything goes.

—

“Are you hungry?” Sugar asks as the two of you shed your coats and head into her kitchen.

There was no repass, what with the restaurant currently closed. Everyone had agreed it didn’t feel right to eat anything but The Beef in Mikey’s honor. There had been one last huddle, shared goodbyes and I love yous, and many tears before everyone had dispersed. You’d promised Sugar that you’d help her sort through everything since Carmy never showed up.

“Starving.”

She sets the file box full of Mikey’s paperwork on the counter and takes a step towards the fridge, “I’ll make us something.”

You rest your hand over hers, shaking your head, “No, it’s good, Sugar. Sit, start sifting, I’ll do it.”

“You sure?” She asks skeptically– sure you know how to work your way around a kitchen-- its impossible not to with Mikey and Carmy-- before you’ve never been known for being a cook. You're the artist, the traditional creative of the bunch who has mess and color strewn all about.

“I’m sure, just let me help. It’s what I’m here for, yeah?”

Her eyes go a little soft and she nods, “Yeah, okay.”

She goes to sit at the breakfast bar, looking at the pile of documents that hold Mikey’s life. Heaps and heaps of paper that mean nothing to her. That do a terrible job of capturing who Mikey was and what his life meant to others.

You open the fridge, poking through the contents as if you’ve done this a million times. That’s just how things are with Sugar, they’re comfortable– always have been and always will be. She has the ingredients for their mom’s chicken piccata in her fridge and you quickly fetch them and the proper tools.

Sugar does her best to stay on task, but the sounds of someone else in the kitchen, and the smell of her mother’s food are distracting. She watches the flick of your wrist and the speed of your knife. You dice and sprinkle and stir in similar ways to her brothers. It’s impossible to notice.

“You look like them,” She says, her voice a little melancholic.

“Look like who?” You ask, glancing over your shoulder at her in concern.

The smile on her face is wistful, “Like Mikey. Like Carmy. Carmy especially.”

Something in your chest cracks. You turn back to the pan in front of you, spooning sauce over the chicken one too many times, just to stay away from the tender look on her face. “They did teach me the basics.”

She’s silent for a moment, battling herself, wondering if she should ask this question. It’s a touchy subject, it always has been despite your closeness but she just had to know. “I sorta know the answer to this, but did you…did you try?”

“Don’t start with me, Nat.”

“I just want to know,” She assures you gently. “Did you really try?”

You reach for the jar of capers angrily, though this is less about the anger and more about the hurt. About the longing, this brings up. “He treated me just like everyone else. There was nothing for me to try.”

“You know Carmen’s always had a soft spot for you.”

“Not soft enough to follow through on his words,” You mumble sourly.

She goes quiet then because you’re right. Carmy had taken off for culinary school and seemingly never looked back, besides the infamous Christmas– the one you don’t even know about. All of his promises of staying in touch and showing each other new worlds fell flat.

You had tried. You offered to take him on a food crawl through Seattle where you were going to art school.

“Oh my fucking god,” She grits out, the shock in her voice sending you into fight or flight. The plate in your hand clatters to the counter without breaking, thankfully.

You turn to her, leaning across the counter, “What? What’s wrong?”

Her eyes continue to scan the page in front of her, over and over as if the letters will say something different. “Michael you fucking— he left Bear the restaurant.”

“He what?”

“Fucking Mikey,” She stands abruptly, scrubbing her face with her hands. “Ok, ok, um–uh–can you call Bear? I’m gonna call Richie.”

“Me? Call Carmy?”

Was the man that you’d fallen in love with when he was just a little boy really still out there? Sure, he was— living and breathing, walking and cooking and testing. But, all of that was mechanical. Was his smile still the same? His laugh? Did a heart still beat in that empty chest of his? Did his blue eyes still hold as much as Lake Michigan?

Sugar sees your panic, face softening with concern, “We both know he won’t answer, you’ll be fine.”

“But—“

“Please, Bee?”

The name that Sugar calls you knocks the breath from your lungs. It’s been a long, long time since anyone has called you that— since you left for college. Since the last time you’d seen Carmy. Would he still call you that? He’d started it after all. Named you Bee because you were obsessed with painting flowers, they covered your room, all of your canvas and anything else your parents deemed invaluable enough to lose to your hobby turned career.

“Hey, you okay?” She asks when you don’t respond after several seconds.

You blink a few times before refocusing on her. You shrug, trying to appear nonchalant, “What? Yeah, just fine.”

Her brow furrows, and she steps closer reaching out to run her hand up and down your arm, “Are you sure?”

You give a smile that doesn’t touch your eyes and fish your phone out of your pocket, “Yeah, I’m good. I’ll go call Carmy.”

Before Sugar can respond you make your way to the front door and let yourself out. You’re met with the frigid Chicago air, the wind whipping at your cheeks. With your coat inside, the cold chills you to the bone but the feeling is welcome. It shocks your nervous system in a way that makes it easier to call Carmy. Your head is clear, and most of your focus is now on warming your fingers as you dial his number and start to pace.

Sugar was right– he doesn’t answer. It rings and rings and rings until you hear his voice for the first time in years. It's the same message that he’d set years ago: Hey, it's Carmy. Let it rip at the beep.

Many beats of silence pass before you realize that it's time for you to speak.

“Oh fuck, sorry. H-Hi, Carmen. It’s…it’s me. Nat and I just went through Mikey’s will and well…he left it to you. The Beef I mean, it’s yours. Sugar really needs you to come home to figure this out.”

You pause for a moment, wondering if you should say anything about yourself. About your friendship that he’s let crumble. About your heart that he’s ground into dust with each day that goes by with no contact. No that won’t do.

“Just come home and help your fucking sister. Please, Carmy,” You plead softly before hanging up.

You aren’t sure if that was a good enough attempt, but you don’t want to risk calling back and having to face him. Despite your worry, it does the trick.

—

You and Sugar are tucked in Mikey’s office, combing through records of unpaid pills and disorganized expense reports when it happens.

“Cousin!” Richie yells with just enough disbelief in his voice for you to know.

You and Sugar look at each other with wide eyes, hands frozen and full of stacks of paper. You can hear them clambering through the restaurant, making their way to you and you wish that some freak accident that denies the laws of physics would swallow you up.

To your dismay, It doesn’t.

Carmy and Richie round the corner, and you’re a goner like you’ve been all these years. Soft blue eyes that give the crystal skies a run for their money and a messy mop of ashy hair. It doesn’t matter that a man waits for you at home or how many times you’ve told yourself that you’re over Carmy. It never sticks, you don’t know why you thought it would. You were hoping that he’d hurt you enough for it to fade.

Carmy stops in his tracks at the sight of you, throwing Richie a look that clearly says “you couldn’t have warned me”. You aren’t sure how to interpret it– was he excited to see you? Upset?

He stuffs his hands into his pockets nervously and leans against the door frame. “Hi. Hey,” He means to say it to you and Sugar, but his eyes don’t leave your face.

“Hey,” You squeak, cheeks heating in embarrassment. You clear your throat and try again. “Hi, Carmen.”

“Hey, Bear,” Sugar waves her hand playfully as if she’s trying to get his attention, and his eyes finally flit over to her.

He smiles, one that you know is genuine despite that lack of teeth. His eyes drop to the ground and he nods a few times before glancing to Natalie again. “So he left it to me,” He says lamely.

“Yeah, Carmy, he left it to you,” Sugar repeats his words, frustrated not only with Carmy for his late arrival or for his lack of appearance at his own brother’s funeral but for this entire situation.

None of them should be here trying to figure this out. Mikey should be in this kitchen with Richie, she should be at home thinking about what she and Pete for dinner. And though this finally brought you and Carmy home, she wishes that things were the way they were just a few short weeks ago. She wants Mikey alive.

“Guess that means I should open it.”

Richie gives out a shout before clapping Carmy on the shoulder, “See now I like the sound of that, cousin.”

Carmy flinches under Richie’s touch, hoping no one will notice. It's not something he wants to talk about or even think about. He can feel your eyes on him and quickly makes up an excuse to put some space between the two of you. “I’m gonna go check out the stock in the fridge. It— uh, good to see you, Bee.”

You nod awkwardly, though those simple words make your heart race, “You too, Carmy.”

Richie doesn’t follow after him, stepping into the office and crossing his arms. The three of you sit there in a silence that screams he has something to say.

“Just say it, Richie. Fuck’s sake,” Sugar finally says, rubbing her temples.

Your brow furrows as your head whips from side to side to look between them. “Say what?”

“You know he’ll notice, right?” Richie asks you, leaning back against the desk.

“Notice what?”

Richie looks at Sugar expectantly, and she sighs, rubbing at her temples again. She fixes you with a look that is as sympathetic as it is accusatory, “That you don’t call him Bear anymore.”

| > chapter 2: Back in the Beef

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[asirensrage]

Saudade - Chapter 28

Rating: Explicit Pairing: Mikey x OC, Hanma x OC, Ran x OC, Mikey x OC x Draken Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Warnings: swearing, violence, threats of violence, murder, smoking, sex, consensual sex between teenagers, alcohol, recreational drug use, mention of trafficking, torture, family neglect, mentions of sexual violence. isekai OC. memory loss. unbeta’d **warnings are not exhaustive** Summary: No one seems to realize she doesn’t belong until she finally runs into her “new” brother, Hanagaki Takemichi. Now, hearing his story, Takara makes the choice to help him and hopefully find her way home, but faking it til you make it only lasts so long when you start losing the memories of the life you had before. As Takemichi becomes the only family she’s ever known, how far will she go to protect him?

notes: This one is a sad chapter as we follow some canon events. Spoilers if you're not caught up with the anime. Happy New Year. I hope you all have a good one and that the year ahead is filled with good things.

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The news comes while she’s at home, shoving some food in her mouth while she watches some anime that’s playing. 

“Emma’s dead.”

It doesn’t feel real and Takara snaps at her brother over the phone. “Don’t fucking joke about that.” But he’s crying and Takara can feel her throat close up at the grief in his voice as he tells her what hospital they’re at. 

She doesn’t think. Takara doesn’t even put her skates on. She just runs out of the house, dressed in some pants and one of her dad’s shirts she stole again. She barely pauses to grab a jacket. It takes longer than it should and her mind repeats the news. 

Emma can’t be dead. She’s bright, lively and so in love with Draken that it almost hurts to listen to her sometimes. They just spoke about how he was going to wait for her to grow up until he makes it serious between them. She can’t grow up if she’s dead. 

She skids into the hospital, racing as she searches for her brother. She finds him leaning against a wall, tears falling down his face. He looks up as soon as he hears her. 

“Takara!”

She runs forward, checking him over quickly but he clutches her tightly, pulling her into a hug. She holds him back as he sobs. There’s blood on his hands, on his face, and it’s probably being wiped onto her clothes but she doesn’t care. 

“‘s Kisaki!” he bawls. “He fucking killed her! He killed Emma!” Her shoulder is wet with his tears but she rubs his back, holding her little brother. 

“How?” she asks because she can’t picture any way that he’d get close to her. 

“A fucking bat!”

Takara freezes. “...what?” 

“They drove by us on a motorcycle. I ducked but he hit Emma! He swung as they sped by!” 

A bat. Kisaki killed one of her friends, a young girl who was so excited about the future ahead of her, with a bat. The same way she attacked Taiju. The same thing she used when she hunted down the assholes who tried to stop her from getting to her brother. Her stomach rolls, nausea flaring as the guilt strikes her. Did he get the idea from her? 

Takara shoves Takemichi away, running for the nearest garbage can as she throws up. She never meant for that. She just used what she had available. She didn’t think it would– 

She heaves again, emptying her stomach of everything she’s eaten. When she finally stops, when there’s nothing left in her system, she wipes at her mouth and stands. A bat. “Did you call…”

“I called Hinata and you. And…and Inupi called Draken. Mikey…he was there. He’s here. They just got into a huge fight. Draken tried to beat the shit out of Mikey and Mikey just let him.” 

“Yeah,” Takara nods. If she watched her brother die in front of her, she’d let someone kill her too. “Show me.” 

🏒

She looks like she’s sleeping. Emma’s body is covered with a blanket, but she’s too pale, too lifeless. Takara has been to funerals before, has tried to save Baji from bleeding out, but none of it felt like this. Emma should be laughing, or teasing someone…she shouldn’t be laying on a slab of metal, body cold. 

It’s not fair. 

It’s not fucking fair. 

Emma wasn’t like her. She didn’t get involved more than having a sibling. She didn’t actively look for trouble like Takara did. She should have been safe. 

It digs her resolve to protect Takemichi a little deeper. She refuses to ever see him like this. She refuses to let someone get the chance to do the same thing to him. 

🏒

“I have to go.”

She looks at her brother in disbelief. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” His friend’s sister is dead and he wants to go fight a gang that he has no chance against with the decrease in forces. It’s a fucking Hail Mary pass but they don’t always end the way you pray it will. 

“Toman has to show up. Otherwise, we forfeit and Tenjiku wins. I’m not fucking letting Kisaki win. Not anymore. Not after this.” He sounds so sure of himself, so headstrong and determined that it makes her want to smack some sense into that thick skull of his.  

“You’re going to get yourself killed,” Takara says, looking at him. “Don’t you fucking dare!” 

“I promise,” he says, before moving forward and hugging her again. “It’s not going to me and it’s not going to be you. I’m ending this, Takara. I swear to you, I’m not running away from this.”

“I don’t give a shit if you run! I want you safe! God damn it, Takemichi!” She snaps. She clutches him though, refusing to let him do this. 

He pries her off of him. “Takara, you are the best sister I could have ever asked for. You showing up at my door was a blessing. I need to do this, okay?”

Her throat tightens, because it feels like the last half of the final period of a game and she’s fucking benched. “If you end up next to Emma, I’m going to raise you from the dead and kill you myself!”

He laughs and nods. “I won’t. You can yell at me when I come home, okay?”

“You better.”

🏒

She sits down next to Mikey. 

He’s in shock. So is Draken but Draken is pacing, angry and frustrated and crying because this never should have happened. This isn’t how things are supposed to go. Draken wouldn’t want her comfort, so she sits next to Mikey and doesn’t say anything. There are no words that she can give. 

Still, after the events of her rampage and the promise he made to her in her room, she has to do something. Mikey needs something to ground him. She can see it with the blank expression he has. She moves carefully, slowly so she doesn’t startle him. He doesn’t react when she touches his hand, but he also doesn’t retreat as she moves to hold it. She weaves her fingers between his and grips it tightly, a silent reminder that he’s not alone. 

Takemichi is off to do something stupid and probably get himself killed. She can’t help him with that. She can’t fight any of these battles but she can sit here. She can offer comfort the only way she can as they grieve. 

She finds herself crying. Emma didn’t deserve this. None of them did, but she’s at least always been aware that being connected was dangerous. This just proved it. 

Mikey’s grip tightens almost painfully. She doesn’t let go. 

🏒

She barely registers when Hinata stops in front of them. 

“Could I…talk to you for a minute?” 

Takara looks up, but Hinata is focused on Mikey. Before Takara can stop whatever the younger girl is going to say, she continues.

“Takemichi thought he could save Emma.” 

Draken snaps. 

Takara’s focus is shifted to the way Mikey tightens his grip on her hand and for a second she wonders if he’s going to break it. Whether or not he means to. 

“I died.” Hina’s words cut through Draken’s anger and Takara looks at her in shock. Since when did Hinata know? “12 years in the future, I died. Takemichi came here from the future to stop that from happening.” 

Takara stares at Hinata as she reveals everything. Mikey’s grip gets painful as he looks up and she can see the realization in his eyes. In Draken’s eyes.

“I can’t do anything to help him!” Hinata says, crying.  

Mikey looks at Takara for the first time since she arrived. “Is…it’s true, isn’t it?”

Takara swallows tightly and nods. “Yeah. Since before you met him.” She laughs slightly and it sounds broken. There’s no point in lying though. Not when her brother is walking into danger. “Haven’t you noticed? The steadfast determination? The way he seems to change personality at times?” 

“How long have you known?”

“Since I met you. Why do you think I’ve been so determined to protect him? In every future, he dies.” 

Mikey stares at her for a long moment before he moves, pulling Takara after him. “Come. We’re going to Takemitchy.”

🏒

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[roselemari]

I would love to read a crossover fic where the rise turtles want to adopt 2012 Mikey because they think he deserves better brothers, and instead of 2012 Mikey agreeing and saying yes to being adopted he just looks at them and then laughs and says “no thanks I’m good”, and the rise brothers are shocked because that was not the answer they were expecting and 2012 Mikey is just like “why would I leave my brothers, the people I grew up with, people who know me and understand me for some strangers that’s I’ve only known for a few days, you may be my counterpart and you three may be different versions of my brothers but you’re not them, and you never will be”.

Or

A fic where one or all of the rise brothers see 2012 Mikey interacting with his brothers and try to “protect him” because they don’t like how he’s being treated but instead of 2012 Mikey being thankful he’s just angry at them because he doesn’t need protection when he can very much handle himself. Like, imagine they see 2012 Raph being rough with 2012 Mikey and think that he needs help because they can’t distinguish his fake cries from real ones so they separate them then rise Raph immediately starts scolding 2012 Raph for treating 2012 Mikey that way while the rest of the rise brothers are looking over 2012 Mikey for injuries. Meanwhile 2012 Mikey is just confused about what is happening but when it finally clicks on what the rise turtles are doing he is not happy so when rise Raph is done scolding his counterpart and goes to check up on 2012 Mikey to see if he’s okay he was expecting to see a face of gratitude but was instead meet with a scowl and an angry reply “I didn’t need saving, and I don’t need any of you protecting me”. He then asks 2012 Raph if he wants to go get some fresh air and a bite to eat because he can tell that his big brother needs some cheering up leaving the rise turtles baffled.

I see a lot of crossover fics where the rise turtles stand up for 2012 Mikey or just try to adopt him because they believe he deserves better and honestly, they are so annoying, and whoever writes those most likely doesn’t have siblings. It’s fine if you prefer rise over 2012. However, you can’t just watch rise and automatically assume that’s how siblings are supposed to act you have to take into consideration that every family dynamic is different. The 2012 brothers tease, rough house, and can get on each other's nerves, are they abusive? No, they’re not that’s perfectly normal sibling behavior just brothers acting like brothers. Because at the end of the day they still love each other and will always have each others backs no matter what.

[gallaghersgal]

skskskslsl you’re SO right like one of the worst thing for carmy would be realizing he’s turning into his mom. like he gets angry in the kitchen or something and yells à la throwing marcus’ donut on the floor and he realizes that’s exactly how his mom would have reacted. I feel like that’s one of the reasons he’s so keen on apologizing and show respect to his team afterwards too. He knows his behavior is fucked up and he has been on the receiving end of that anger so it feels a little like breaking the cycle, you know?

Also, all the while I was watching the episode, all i could think of was how much I wish someone had been with him you know? Like let’s say he met you in Copenhagen because you were on an internship or studying there. Anyway you end up in a relationship and he very clumsily asks if you want to go back with him for the holidays. And you see how much he’s anxious about going back, you see the lack of sleep the days before and the way his shoulders seem to be lined with fucking lead. So you go, it’s an important step in your relationship and you definitely feel like you’re there with him. He gets more and more fidgety, more and more nervous the closer you get to Chicago.

But when you get there, you almost ask Carmy what all the fuss is about because you’re welcomed with nothing but warmth and kindness. Everyone is so happy to meet you, you’re being hugged and treated like you’re just one of them even if you’ve known each other for 10 minutes.

Carmy shows you his childhood bedroom and you get to see your boyfriend, a mop of honey-colored curls, big blues eyes and a toothy grin and you fall in love with him all over again listening to the embarrassing stories Mickey shares.

Donna is sweet, she’s loud and she welcomes you with open arms. You ask if she needs any help cooking but she brightly tells you she’s handling it all, go sit down and have a nice drink. But somehow the night starts to escalate, every time Carmy disappears, he comes back like he’s on the verge of a panic attack. He’s on edge, keeps looking towards the kitchen like he’s waiting for a bomb to explode there; when he goes to help his mom you see how frustrated he is.

You would pull him away, just to check on him and later, sit next to him at the table. The situation becomes even worse, even more tensed and even if your family is dysfunctional and holidays never go smooth, it doesn’t reach that point. But at least you’re there and you can literally feel Carmy’s anxiety. You put a hand on his knee under the table, squeezing gently as a way of saying “i’m here, it’s okay.” And he doesn’t have the words to express how much it means to him so he grabs your hand instead and squeezes three times.

And what we all know happens happens and the party pretty much end in screaming and tears and the house being destroyed.

But I think over the trauma of seeing his mother drive through a wall of their childhood home, it’s the fact that you had to witness the batshit crazy side of his family. He knows what they’re capable of, he’s used to it but you? And he gets so scared that it’s too much—because it is and he wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to go as far from them, from him as possible. But all you’re focused on is him, how he’s feeling and you make sure to not let go of him—even when you manage to fall asleep.

-🧸

i could sob. hello?? you wrote this so beautifully?? like there's basically a blurb in my inbox???? my love. my sweet 🧸 anon. im actually crying a little.

i know he was such a sweet kid. the sweetest, quietest little thing, who didn't deserve any of what he grew up with. and neither did mikey or nat ofc. but yeah, as someone who has comparable family experiences i know how much he would appreciate having his girl there.

and god, yeah, the fear that runs through him even afterwards, that night, smoking on the fire escape of your little apartment. you havent been back in months and you'd wanted to just collapse alone in your bed, you and carmy planning to part ways at the end of the night, but you don't hesitate to ask him to stay over. leaning against him, one arm curled around his bicep and pressing soft kisses to the skin. it's a quiet, wordless little moment but it means the world to him just to know that you're still there, that you didn't run even when he himself has been running for so long.

anyways here's pinterest pics i think give baby carms :((

[carmenized-onions]

as soon as i read the word ‘amish’ i physically recoiled because i just knew you would mess with my mental stability this chapter!

ignore how much of a shambles this is, i start off coherent but end up just making incomprehensible statements so don’t worry if you need help translating! i just wanted to make sure i gave you an idea of HOW FUCKING GOOD THIS WAS

i love the way you wrote this interaction, like i feel like it’s perfectly both average and extraordinary if that makes sense - which perfectly sets up what mikey and chips friendship was omg you are too good

of course he won’t let you have peace that’s literally a member of the berzatto family they haven’t known a moment of peace in their lives

MIKEYS ALWAYS SEEN YOU and fixer friend combo is insane don’t play with me

love me some divorce era richie angst

i’ve never heard the word jamoke before i had to google it is that so british of me

“you’re not gonna remember that” oh sweetie you will remember richie because i will make you remember

they are my fav comedic duo #guarddog vibes

a moment for the pork sandwich, and the yoink

i don’t want to go back to a time where mikey wasn’t there after reading this first section, like it’s too much

wait you giving me carmens pov of his worst friday ever is enough for me to slightly forgive you for mikey tb

random but i want to know what chips handwriting looks like - i know it’s a reader x carmy book but she’s basically an oc in my head now

no way chip is a youngest child wtf

no one gets being the guy like mikey and chip i fear

she keeps kid band aids in her wallet oh yes

YOU FUCKING TELL HIM carmy (im still mad at you btw)

her being mikeys sponsor i can’t i really cant do it

she quit being an emt for him

this is almost as painful as hearing him call her a failure

“im not a fucking patient chip” - oh you berzattos when you feel vulnerable

jazz hands away the awkwardness so real

never assume they are together ever ever

chip will not listen to people calling addicted junkies ever

the whimsy is gone

no.

get him syd go for the jugular

they’re multiplying DONT MAKE ME LAUGH NINE FAKS

eva’s richie she’s a little richie “insane uncle”

no … not the funeral … NOOOOO

she is a patoot!!!! she really is!!!!

performance anxiety… girl that’s your brother

it’s still michael’s office

richie the book nerd era

i took no notes after this as i was too upset!!! i’m sorry all i can say is it’s ur fault for being too good

IT’S THE FINAL ASK BEFORE WE UPLOAD NEXT CHAP BABY LETS FUCKING GO I DID IT I DID IT IN A NIGHT I’M GONNA BUY MYSELF LUNCH IN THE MORNING CAUSE I DIDN’T HAVE TIME TO MAKE ONE TONIGHT LMAO who wants to donate to my ko-fi kidding kidding kidding

I WAS SOOOO HOPING FOR THAT RECOIL. What I love about the “what are you amish” is that I don’t know if everyone remembered— But that story chip told was so specific and so immediately upon seeing amish which has only been used one other time, it IMMEDIATELY TRANSPORTS YOU AND I LOVE THAT. 

Thank you thank you thank you— Any thoughts are good thoughts and you’ve always sent the most wonderful analysis’ so to see you rendered kind of speechless really is a genuine tremendous honour so thank you I do appreciate i DO!

I absolutely wanted that like perfectly average yet extraordinary meeting— It’s like Tina and Mikey meeting to me— Or even honestly like, us as viewers meeting Mikey for the first time in his first scenes he actually speaks in— Those were genuinely so magical to me. It was like getting to meet the fucking wizard. Or the ghost that haunts us. Two things can be true. 

This family doesn’t know the WORD peace, they know the word piece. Like pieces? Is that what you ordered? Torn to pieces u say? FIXER FRIEENNDDDD!! I can’t believe Jamoke hadn’t made it across the pond until now. Happy to educate. Had to look up if Jamoke is used in chicago— A solid 5 articles came up so I think I’m good. 

Genuinely while writing everytime I had to switch I was like MOM DONT MAKE ME GO OVER THERE I HATE IT THERE!!! And then I’d get stuck in and have a lot of fun, and then I’d have to switch back, and the cycle would repeat. 

Ahhh Chip’s handwriting. What would it look like? I feel like it’s gotta be either really neat like wrote the most insane school notes in college with mildliners and everything or it’s literally fucking incoherent. Maybe both. When she’s got time it’s the first, when she doesn’t, it’s the second.

I WILL NOT TAKE YOUNGEST CHILD SLANDER ITS MY TURN ON THE XBOX I GET TO CHOOSE THE SIBLING DYNAMIC REPRESENTATION!!!! No one’s gonna ever get being the Guy like Chip and Mikey (and her child bandaids)

I should clarify also— Did Mikey’s OD act as the final nail in the coffin of quitting? A million times yes. Does Mikey think she abandoned the career for him? A million times yes. But she really WAS considering quitting already— SHE GETS TO MAKE THE CALL OF WHAT SHE BETS ON MIKEY YOU FUCKER !!!!

Berzattos when anyone tries to take care of them in any way: Oh so you think i’m fucking crazy? You think I need to be put in a ward? I’m going to prove you wrong by going ape shit right now.

Chip gets so defensive over Carmen sayin’ junkie ESPECIALLY because Mikey said it about himself!! To hear the brother that Mikey loved so much say that shit OH her blood was boiling. Jazz hands the pain away. Sydney get his ass. 

Faks are multiplying, Richie is multiplying with a little Eva— PEOPLE GET PERFORMANCE ANXIETY OVER A LOT OF THINGS— I GET PERFORMANCE ANXIETY WHEN I MAKE TUMBLR POSTS OKAY

I don’t honestly remember if I intentionally wrote it being ‘he goes back to Michael’s office’. I hope i did that intentionally because it’s fucking gutting. I also did forget they redid the office in S2— Which like. Why. Why are we spending any of the budget on anything not required. I dont. Gettit. Regardless, in CK, it’s absolutely the old shitty S1 office and i have NO intention of changing that. 

Thank you for these thoughts i would spend so much longer thanking you but we have to get thIS FUCKING CHAPTER OUT BECAUSE I WANT TO REREAD IT BEFORE BED THERES NO TIME I LOVE YOU LOVE YOU NEW CHAPTER IN LIKE 10 MINUTES OKAY PROBABLY LESS

[chil-aglia]

Angst Prompt Idea (if you wanna give it a try):

Prompt: Self-Sacrifice/Fake Death

AU: Eyes On You

Characters: Giovanni and his family

Plot: This one is about Giovanni and his family doing a super important mission (let’s just say they’re trying to make sure that there’s no more Kraang anywhere in New York), and their mission is pretty successful so far until they end up running into some stray Kraang hounds at a forest somewhere in New York, and they have some trouble with defeating the Kraang hounds so Giovanni quickly decides to pull a self-sacrifice move in order to save his family and he basically leads the Kraang hounds away from his family (in which his family tries to stop Giovanni from doing this and are unsuccessful) and he ends up having to jump off of a really high cliff with the Kraang hounds into a huge lake (which does kill the Kraang hounds instantly due to how high of a fall they had) and his family thinks that he’s dead but he’s actually not dead and he finds his family again after a few hours of being missing and they’re super happy that he’s alive but they definitely scold him about not doing any self-sacrifices after what Leo did in the movie.

Must be a slider thing to try and sacrifice yourself—

Anyway! Sorry for any grammar mistakes. Enjoy this angsty fic!

Sacrifice (Giovanni Oneshot)

This is not canon to the main story!

Warnings: Swearing, angst, sacrifice/self-sacrifice, attempt suicide, main character death (presumed though), etc

ALSO, I have a Bad Things Happen Bingo card out right now and would really appreciate it, if y'all could go and help me out with it!

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Krang…Giovanni really hoped they were long gone. But then, Donnie got the notification that there was some Krang energy spiking near a forest nearby. That alone had Giovanni tremble and pant heavily.

But he couldn’t stay idly by in the comfort of the lair. They needed to take care of the problem. So, he took a deep breath and looked to Leo, the leader of this team, silently telling him he was fine, and he could help.

Raph had called the help from April and the two Casey’s to come help, sending them the location on where they were heading to. Splinter also decided to come, sitting patiently inside the turtle tank as his sons all hop in, taking their respective seats.

Giovanni knew his family was looking at him from time to time. Concerned since Giovanni hadn’t laid eyes upon a Krang in some time now.

Giovanni ignored the stares. Closing his eyes as he could tell they were getting closer and closer to the forest.

He kept reminding himself to not freak out. He was stronger now. He helps his brothers with taking down villains threatening New York…he can handle Krang.

‘Can you though?’

Shut up.

‘If you mess up, you’ll just get your family killed.’

I…I know that!

He clicks his tongue, opening his eyes as he stares ahead. He’s stronger now…and he’ll protect his family no matter what.

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Upon reaching their destination, the group quickly met up with the humans who reported that they heard some strange noises from afar just before they arrived.

Leo took charge and gestured for everyone to follow him. Giovanni stood next to himself, sword in hand, gripping the hilt tightly as he kept his eyes peering around their surroundings.

He could tell they were being watched. It was all too quiet and eerie. Donnie was typing away on his tech gauntlet trying to pinpoint the energy levels precisely on where the enemy was located.

Giovanni narrowed his eyes, he immediately knew this couldn’t be either of the three Krang. They would’ve made themselves known by now. His best bet was a Krang life form….

“Hey! Can you guys hear that?” April pauses, stopping to listen as everyone copied her movement. Growling was heard, getting louder and louder, and it multiplied.

Mikey gasps, “Eyes! There’s lots of them!” He exclaims, pointing between bushes and on cue, ruby coloured eyes leered at them, and the creatures stepped out of the darkness from the forest.

Krang mutts.

Giovanni shuddered at the sight. He hadn’t seen these guys in awhile. He almost forgot about them. Almost.

One mutt ran them, which indicated to the others to do the same. Giovanni grunts when he has to swipe his sword at the mutt, knocking them down as he jumps back. Everyone splits up, each taking in a few mutts that keep coming nonstop.

It had been what felt like hours, the group still fending off the Krang mutts.

“There’s too many!” Splinter shouted, jumping up and using his tail to whack at the creatures. The Casey’s stood together, each working together, but they were getting tired.

Everyone was getting tired.

Giovanni groans, getting pounced on as a mutt knocks him down, trying to bite at his face but Giovanni uses his blade to block their teeth from touching him.

Shit…! There’s too many.

He pants, as he used his legs to kick and push the Krang mutt off him, rolling to his side and quickly standing up, breath wavering as he looks around, eyes widening at the sight of his family getting into a protective circle with each other as the mutt cornered them.

No….I gotta do something!

He looks around, picking up a rock and throwing it at the mutts, hitting their head as they snap their heads towards Giovanni who froze at their eyes staring at him.

He gulps, waving his sword in the air. “Over here mutts! Come get me.”

He knew the Krang mutts loved a good chase so he took off running, and he could instantly hear the clatter of their footsteps chasing after him. Along with the shouts of his family calling out to him. They were probably going after him too.

Giovanni pants, legs aching for a break. He didn’t know where exactly he was running towards. He yelped when he tripped over a tree root, but he quickly got up just in time and dodged an attack.

He pushed through the bushes, upon reaching an open space he gasps sharply and halts his movements. He looks over the edge.

He was stranded at a cliff side. Water below him. He flinched when growling approaching him. He widens his eyes at the herd of mutts stalking towards him.

Giovanni shakily pointed his sword at them, biting his lip. He couldn’t take them all on.

“Gio!”

The yellow-bellied slider looks up, seeing his family running in his direction. But if they get close to him, they’ll have to fight these mutts….

Giovanni steps back, feeling his heels hanging off the cliff edge slightly. He had to…do something.

His gaze focused behind him. It was a high cliff.

‘Do it.’

He gulps. Tightening his grip on his blade as he looks between the Krang, his approaching family and the water below.

‘What are you waiting for? An invitation?’

‘Jump Giovanni…!’

Jump off, huh….

He turns his attention back to his family who have gotten close to some mutts and turned their gaze onto them. Giovanni had to think fast.

He closed his eyes, taking in a deep inhale before holding his arms out wide.

“I’m sorry guys…” He mumbled to himself as he leaned back, finally letting gravity take him as he fell off the cliff.

The Krang mutts instinctively followed, all growling and yelping when they fell off the cliff with him. Some hit the water and died upon impact.

“GIOVANNI!”

The slider had tears swelled in his eyes as he kept his eyes closed. This was for the best. He had to do this in order to save his family.

He whimpers, pulling his limbs inside his shell. He really hoped this wouldn’t hurt.

SPLASH

Water consumed Giovanni who popped his limbs back out. He gags on the water that entered his lungs as he tried to swim up, but his legs ached from all the running earlier.

He weakly opens his eyes, tired as he lets himself sink. The bodies of Krang mutts are sinking along with him.

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“Giovanni….” April gasps as she and the others stop at the edge of the cliff. All shocked and heartbroken at what happened.

“He jumped…” Casey Jr mumbles the obvious, stunned. “He sacrificed himself…for us?” Donnie added, tears silently rolling down his eyes as he gazed at Leo who collapsed to his knees, mouth agape and eyes blown wide.

No one said anything after that, but after a few minutes standing in silence. They had all walked from the cliff. Raph having to help Leo get up and walk with his feet.

The walk back to the tank was quiet. Everyone takes the time to process. No one could survive a drop that high. Landing on the water would’ve felt like you landed on concrete.

When they reached the tank, no one had the power to get inside. They just…sat and stood around the tank. Some cried into their hands while others cried silently to themselves.

How could they leave? They witnessed Giovanni just jumping off the cliff and essentially killing himself.

Leo bites his trembling lips.

G-Gio….

He let out a shaky breath, wiping at the tears that spilled out of his eyes.

Rustling from the bushes caught everyone’s attention. Dread filling their core. Has a Krang mutt survived? Fuck…that can’t be good.

They stood on their feet, weapons in hand as they waited for the rustling to stop and for the creature to step out the shadows.

They waited and waited…until they saw a figure that they all thought had just died.

Giovanni walks out, dripping wet, holding his blade in his hand, panting to catch his breath as he looks at his family.

“….hi.”

He steps forward, only to fall to his knees. “Giovanni!” Splinter shouted his name, running over to his older son. The others followed pursuit as they crushed him into a group hug.

Giovanni blinks and softly smiles. “I’m sorry…I didn’t know what else to do.” He sniffled, crying as he nuzzled his face into Splinter’s neck.

“You boys…will give me a heart attack one of these days.”

Mikey rubs his cheeks against his older brother, chirping briefly in happiness as he had tears falling down as well. “You and Leo are the worst. No more sacrificing yourselves!” He scolded, hiccupping as he hugs tightly.

Giovanni hums in acknowledgment as he looks at Leo who smiled softly.

“Agreed…heh, must be a slider thing.”

“Leo—“

“Sorry.”

[theshypinkflower]

PART TWO!!

It wasn’t until I finally redrew her after months of not drawing her that I realized I spelt her name wrong 😭 it’s not “Azure” it’s “Azula” (I can’t believe I forgot my own characters name)

Old and new deisgn comparison

She’s actually the cult leader for the church of Strade! I haven’t come up with a name for it tbh. I imagine Strade at least showed up to SOMEONE (how else would he get a following) and that person went online searching for answer. Azula stumbled across their post and thus the two former a bond. Azula actually doesn’t believe in ghost or demons or the supernatural, if anything it’s a laughing matter for her. Azula loves watching cult documentaries and observing the behaviors of cult leaders, so when she saw the opportunity to make a cult she seized it. She’s very much power hungry so she naturally killed the guy who ACTUALLY encountered Strade. The cult targets a lot of young college people and what not. Worse part is I haven’t given this guy a name or a design either 😭 which I guess makes sense for Azula to erase any traces of his presence in the cult (he didn’t even wanna make a religion out of what he saw)

Next up is Mikey! I imagine Dean/Jackal fought during the war in Afganistan and Mikey was his closest buddy. The design is pre enlisting cause they have you shave your hair at boot camp and all that. He’s one of those guys who enjoys vintage records n dresses like he’s from the wrong decade. He’s constantly referred to as a “hippie” by Dean since Mikey has a “make love not war attitude.” He HATES having to fight but frankly he’s broke with little qualifications for a job and the army pays well. He doesn’t know why he trusts Dean so much, it’s kinda that “better to trust someone than no one” mentality. Two heads are better than one! Of course you know me WE DONT HAVE HAPPY ENDINGS HERE!! He gets his head blown off on tape and it gets sent to Dean’s base and of course he sees it. Trauma sets in and as a protective response Dean’s mind turns that trauma into a turn on.

Along with Mikey there’s also Cheri. (“Pronounced Cherry!”) (I know I need to redraw her I haven’t drawn her in months)

She works at a diner Dean frequents and they’re basically just buddies. She’s always there when Dean comes in and Dean is one of those guys who just talks to their waiter. She doesn’t really care for Dean because she knows he’s a bit of a questionable cop, but as long as he leaves a good tip she won’t say anything. She has TERRIBLE customer service skills and is known to curse out customers if they curse at her first. There’s not much to say cause she’s less of a plot point and more of just a character for another to interact with. On holidays when Dean comes in (he’s got no family to spend the holidays with lmao and if he did he’d still be working like he is when he comes in) she gives him a free pie. Their only semblance of a friendship is just calling each other names.

“Merry Christmas, you lonely bastard.”

“Merry Christmas, you cunt.”

I actually don’t do much with Jerald. He’s just meant to be a hindrance for Mason and his hunting. He was a big time reporter in New York, but being a reporter means some bad company. After narrowly avoiding a shooting, his boss suggested he move away for a bit until the tension dies down. He moved to Colorado (which where I believe Mason resides) and just kinda lives his life. He loves hiking and taking in nature, in fact he picked up photography! But during one of these photography sessions he starts noticing that the forest where Mason loved isn’t completely alone. He’s noticing bear traps, strange indents in trees left by bolts, and frankly his red flags are raised! Being the reporter he is, it’s his job to start investigating. Problem is the forest is HUGE and it’s easy to get lost so exploring it is rather a daunting task. Let’s just pray he gets to keep his nose with all that poking around he’s doing.

I have some characters who EXISTS but they either have no design or a name. One of these is Rhino’s daughter, I’ve mentioned in fanfic and I’m previous posts she exists. I might’ve given her a name in my Rhino fanfic on my AO3 but I DEFINITELY don’t remember it. Another character I made is Keyboard. In a previous post I talked about a gore archive that exists in the BTD/TPOF universe and Keyboard is the owner of said archive! I had a design for Keyboard but they looked too much like Fairy from TINR so I scrapped it. There’s not much to say about them other they’re a chill and laid back person who spends a lot of time online. They have a degree in computer science and when they’re not working on the archive, they’re doing coding. Theyre a huge Strade and Fox fan, but it’s definitely not Jen extreme fan.

Oml this took forver to write I hope you guys enjoy all my characteds eheubeiubeuibe

Your style of writing and vibe reminds me of cherrybakewell.ocs on tiktok! Oh and is there other ocs you have for tpof/btd? If so, which ones are your main ones?

Beuwwuhiwhuiwuihw thank you so much I appreciate the compliments <3

I have tons of little ocs, msotly they’re for TPOF. They’re ocs but they’re more like little side characters I use since we don’t know a ton about the world within BTD/TPOF.

My biggest character would HAVE to be Salvatore. He’s less oc and more of fanon deisgn. I was really nervous posting him but I’m so happy he’s been well received. If you don’t know, Salvatore is the name (albeit with the help of my friends) dubbed Derek’s dad. Of course I made more charactes but they’re not huge plot characters.

Apart from the siblings (which I only have two designed) I drew Sal’s family. His father was Matt and was originally married to a woman named Andrea who he had two kids with (Janet and Sebastian). After a miscarriage Andrew completely lost it and ended up having to get a lobotomy which destroyed Matt. His kids still needed a mother so he remarried Esther who gave birth to Sal. Sebastian and Janet hate their little brother, they think he’s so spoiled (which he is) and frankly annoying. Really it’s Esther and Matt’s fault. At this point Matt was an alcoholic and didn’t pay much attention to his kids, and well Esther was a huge narcissist who loved starting drama and of course used Sal to help her.

The two Goffard siblings I’ve given names to and designs are Rochelle and Gwendolyn. The third and fourth in the line of siblings. I’ve already written their character descriptions and it’s probably somewhere under the #tpof oc tag. I do have more but they don’t have designs or character descriptions yet (worse part is I named up the name list 😭). Do note none of their ages are really set in stone. They’re kind of like place holder ages? I have a timeline I made and with some new knowledge I have to rework it. Plus figuring out the time from when Sal married, to conceived a kid(s), and then killed his wife is such a struggle. (WHY DID HE HAVE TO HAVE FIVE WIVES SND ELEVEN KIDS)

My second biggest character who I don’t post on here but I drew a fair amount of id Jennifer (Jen).

QUICK AVERT YOUR EYES CHILDREN THERES NUDITY AND GORE AND TRYPOPHOBIA

I was going to post the last one for Halloween but as you can see I never finished it!

Anways Jen is like Fox’s “rival” in the live stream torture business. A really bad wannabe rival. Those ears and tail? I’m not sure if you can tell by the manic orange hair dye but shes not a real beastkin. She just wears it to be more like fox. She’s a HUGE fan of him, and I mean HUGE. To the point it’s annoying. She does a lot more SH than Fox does since it’s just easier to hurt herself than kidnap victims like fox does. She’s based off that childhood experience (at least my childhood) of growing up on the internet due to emotional neglect from parents. Especially without internet restrictions. She stumbles across shock sites and gore content and it just becomes her things. She’s smelly, she’s an incel, and I love her.

(THIS HAS TO BE A TWO PARTER THANKS TO TUMBLR’S IMAGE LIMIT)

[fabuloustrash05]

TMNT 2012 Characters Having The Madrigal’s Gifts

Why? Because I’m really in love with Disney’s Encanto right now and I wanna combined it with something else I really love.

Raphael - Pepa (Weather Manipulation aka Emotions Control the Weather)

Everyone says Raph would have Luisa’s super strength, but that is way too easy and obvious of a gift to give Raph despite how much Surface Pressure fits his character, but has anyone consider Raph having Pepa’s weather powers??

Pepa’s gift involves controlling the weather based on her emotions, and if you know 2012 Raph that boy has major emotional problems mainly with his temper, so him having that gift and forcing himself to have a positive attitude to control his gift all for the sake of keeping his family safe and happy would be interesting to see. 2012 Raph’s is a very emotional person, he’s had a lot of feelings that he struggles to express, now add a gift where his emotions are tied to the weather and now he really can’t express how he feels in fear of hurting others.

Bonus! Mona Lisa is Raphael’s Felix. Just like Felix to Pepa, Mona Lisa is loving and supportive towards Raph throughout the series, especially with his emotions, and never shames him for being soft or angry or vulnerable. She wants him to embrace all his emotions, good and bad, and never picks on, gets upset, or scared when he is angry. She helps him get through it just like Felix with Pepa.

Michelangelo - Julieta (Cooking Healing)

I was originally going to go with Mikey having Antonio’s gift of talking to animals, but I feel Julieta’s gift fits Mikey’s character and personality much more. It’s very well known in the 2012 universe and Mikey loves to cook, whether if the food is good or bad he’s always coming up with crazy new recipes and meals that many characters enjoy (or dislike). It was even confirmed in season 2 that he’s the one who always makes breakfast for his family, so wouldn’t it be cute if Mikey’s gift was him being able to heal people with his food? 

It would be even more funny if Mikey cooks the most disgusting food ever and his brothers are injured and they’re like “I don’t wanna eat that!” and he’s just like “Well do you want to be healed or not?!”

Bonus! Renet would be Mikey’s Agustin cause Renet is well known in the series to be very clumsy like Agustin so Mikey always heals her with his cooking every time she gets hurt.

Donatello - Bruno (Future Seeing)

I’m mostly picking this gift for Donnie because I’ve seen some fanart already of Donnie dresses as Bruno, but honestly it does actually fit! Both characters have talents/gifts that are actually very impressive when you look at it but no one around them or even their families acknowledges or appreciates it.

Donnie always made incredible inventions from scrap and junk but he was never really acknowledged or appreciated for it, let alone given a “Thank you”, while Bruno had the ability to see into the future that many people in town, including his own family, saw as a curse. 

Both also come off as socially awkward and rather shy, but loving and cares about their families, plus they both got that awkward scrawny little brother vibe, so I can imagine Donnie having Bruno’s gift of seeing into the future.

Leonardo - Isabela (Phytokinesis aka Controlling Plants)

There is without a doubt that Leo was the “golden child” of his family in the 2012 series, just like Isabela. Throughout the series you see Leo desperately trying to be the perfect leader, he can’t make any mistakes and he wants to make his family proud. He doesn’t do it for himself he does it for the family just like Isabela. 

So Leo having the ability to control plants and flowers fits perfectly with his character of into trying to constantly be the perfect image and representation for his family and clan. 

Splinter - Alma (The Head of the House and The Candle Protector)

Both lost their homes and were forced to leave due to tragic circumstances, their spouses where murdered when their babies were still young, and were left to raise many children on their own, along with suffering from many years of trauma and unknowingly placing it on their own families in fear of losing the only thing they have left that gives them purpose in life.

I rest my case.

April - Dolores (Super Hearing)

Super hearing gives me a similar vibe to April’s canon powers in the 2012 series of being a psychic. So April having a gift where she is able to hear everything reminds me of how she’s able to sense everything and read peoples minds. 

Casey - Camilo (Shapeshifting)

Camilo and Casey just give me a similar vibe of both their characters and personalities. There’s really not that much to say, it’s obvious why I picked shapeshifting to be Casey’s gift. These two are just basically the same character and I love it!!

That’s just my personal opinion, feel free to share your thoughts and ideas!

[azucarian]

Second part to my idea of how Tokyo Revengers could possibly end (First part here)

MANGA SPOILERS(?)

TR ; mental illness, major character death

A world without Hanagaki Takemichi felt unnaturally bland - anyone would admit. It had only been days since he passed away and yet the impact of his death was so blatantly apparent.

Mikey and Draken had explained to each of their friends that Takemichi had passed away - but, by far, the worst reactions came from Hinata and Chifuyu. The moment the news slipped from their lips, Hinata asked them if they were joking and, if they were, it wasn’t funny. Neither knew how to react, and averting their gazes. Chifuyu just broke down into silent sobs - he could tell instantly by their pale complexions and the dark eyebags under Draken’s usually clear eyes.

Mikey whispered apologies, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry - I couldn’t save him, I didn’t save him— ” Hinata didn’t let him finish and simply cried, realising the severity - her boyfriend, her happiness, was dead. She embraced Mikey, and he held her tightly in turn.

The funeral caused agony for everyone involved - especially as Takemichi's mother collapsed to her knees, screaming "my baby" through her tears. As a mother, she felt as if she had failed - and no one would be able to convince her otherwise. Hinata approached the casket, hardly holding it together - but her hands shook as they pressed themselves against the wooden structure holding her late boyfriend.

“Come on, Takemichi... Now’s the time to tell me you’re joking—” Those words broke everyone else into an endless stream of wailing, tears and regrets.

I feel as if Hinata would never truly get over his death - especially considering she still loved him twelve years into the future. She would likely be placed on medication, or be consistently seeing a therapist, due to her claiming that she had “gone on days out” with Takemichi (which was obviously impossible).

Mikey would become Hinata’s support - he felt as if he owed that much to Takemichi. He would do an all-round trip to everyone’s graves every week - first to Shinichiro, then to Emma, then a small visit to Izana’s, then to Baji’s.

Then he’d finally sit down for a few hours to tell Takemichi about his week. How much he misses him “I wish you could see how everyone was doing, Takemitchy— We all miss you like crazy. Mitsuya made you this memorial blanket, look—” And he’d show the sewn fabric to the grave. There would likely be with something cheesy like ‘Toman’s Little Hero’ or ‘Crybaby Hero’ on the front, or stitched into the corner. Mikey would definitely be in tears by the end of it, blurting his regrets - and it always made him feel better (it made him believe that Takemichi was comforting him, even beyond the grave).

Chifuyu would always make it a habit to visit his grave weekly too - and (in the future), occasionally, he was joined by Kazutora (especially on days where the pet store was closed). He’d always bring a new puppy or kitten along, because he knew Takemichi would appreciate it if he knew. Kazutora always paid his sincerest respects, bowing so deeply that anyone would think he would break his back - he may not have known Takemichi very well, like, at all, but he was the boy who tried to save Baji from his bad mistakes. Kazutora could only hope they were looking after each other in the afterlife. Chifuyu would always light incense on his grave, and place his favourite snacks - jokingly saying how Takemichi couldn’t steal his food anymore. He’s another one who would cry, probably because of his own poorly timed jokes - but it was how he coped and no one judged him for it.

After the incident, Draken found it difficult to not scrub his hands raw - the staining feeling of his friends blood on his hands haunted him for the longest time (he only stopped when Mikey made him promise to, because Takemichi would feel upset knowing Draken was hurting himself). He didn't visit the cemetery often but, when he did, he came sporting a bunch of flowers and a few gag gifts (he wasn't great at gift giving, so he opted to be funny instead) "You're probably sitting up there worrying your ass off about us— Give it a rest already," although his words were harsh, a smile was on his face the entire time. He whole heartedly believed Takemichi was probably panicking and bothering Emma and Baji in the afterlife (if there was one, he wasn't too sure). He wouldn't cry, and he wouldn't rant - he'd just run his hand along the grave stone before he left with a "I'll see you later, Takemitchy". He didn't know how to appropriately express his sadness.

Mitsuya would always join Hakkai and Yuzuha on their trips to visit Takemichi's grave - mainly because Hakkai couldn't stand visiting alone. It hurt him to much to see his hero no longer living alongside them. The blonde had done a lot for Hakkai and his sister - but neither of them could escape that loneliness that came with his sudden death. The trio always sit and have a natural conversation and, occasionally, Mitsuya would pipe up with a "They're idiots, ain't they, Takemitchy?" in an attempt to involve him in their chatters. Oddly enough, Mitsuya always found himself sewing extra clothes - during the winter he'd bring a sweater to Takemichi's grave as a gift (although he was aware he couldn't never wear it) and always jokingly tell the tombstone how atrocious his fashion sense was "You dressed like a four year old had picked your outfit— Hell, even a four year old could dress better!". Hakkai and Yuzuha would always bring little trinkets that they found in the local markets - tiny figurines, poker cards, etc.

Other old members of Toman try as often as possible to visit the grave and offer their condolences - Smiley and Angry visit it together, despite not being overly close to the boy; they appreciated him and his loyalty to Toman and his friends. Pah-chin and Peh-yan visit with Pah's wife, bowing deeply and leaving cecelias on his grave before leaving. Inui occasionally asks Koko to visit with him but, when he's alone, he just quietly talks - knitting stupid scarves and wrapping them around his grave when he was finished (he was already used to grieving, especially after Akane).

Every year, on Takemichi's birthday, everyone gathers together for a celebration - over the years they've learned that, instead of remembering him for his death, they should honor his memory through celebrating his life. Everyone would get drunk, someone would cry, and many adoring speeches were made - a picture of sixteen year old Takemichi Hanagaki would be on the table, a drink poured for him as a sign of respect. As life continued, the ex-gang members started having families - and they all spoke highly of the blonde who had improved their lives. Their children adored Takemichi and his insane stories, inspiring them to be as courageous - even when they're scared.

Although he was no longer with them, he remained as a sacred memory to each of them - and they were sure he was happy with that ending.

FIN

[chifuyuzu]

leap of faith — sano manjiro x reader.

word count — 1.3k.

genre — fluff fluff fluff, i love sweet mikey.

contains — cursing, timeskip SPOILERS present, reader is gender neutral.

description — sano manjiro is in love with you, and he realizes how much he loves you at the ass crack of fuckin' dawn.

author's note — hey besties, this is my first published fic here, kinda short but mikey brain rot is heavy. i hope you enjoy this cute fic before i rip your hearts out with some angst in a few days :^) reblogs and likes are always appreciated! and please give me feedback in my inbox! hehe, enjoy.

“it’s late.”

you know. but you still wanted to hear the sound of his voice before bed.

“mm… i missed ya’, is that a crime?” your voice echos through the receiver, the sound of your duvet crinkling in the background as you shift in place. sano manjiro was a busy man. always has been, always will be. being the leader of a biker gang was never easy—let alone some “new age” criminal organization.

you didn’t understand why manjiro persisted to play this game of russian roulette with his life. but it was never your place to overstep, especially since this was his life. it was all he knew, all he understood. you’re not sure what he’s doing, or if he’s even allowed to talk on the phone at this hour, but you still wanted to hear him. just so you know he’s alive and well.

you hear him chuckle, the sound of his feet scurrying against whatever floor his sandals were clacking against. the background noise that accompanied him earlier has dissipated; you realized he probably went outside to hear you better.

“your crime is loving a fool like me way too much. don’t think you’re sane.” he’s right. you’re actually crazy for even pursuing him. there was a lot of push and shove in the beginning, both parties scared of being hurt and getting hurt. but you were always there, even when manjiro went through whatever darkness was eating at his soul.

“crazy for you.”

“corny.”

“you love me.”

a pause. eerie enough to send shivers down your spine. why wasn’t he responding? did something happen? did you smother him too much? is he regretting—

“marry me.”

… not what you were expecting. especially not over the phone.

“sano manjiro, did you just propose over the phone? what kind of shitty rom-com are we in?”

“is that a no?”

“... never said that.” you wanted to marry him. but you wanted him to put that lifestyle behind, for the sake of the family you might have in the future. kids, dogs, cats, etcetera. you wanted him to be in, one hundred percent. but you knew he was too deep into this world to run now—especially since he’s so well-known as the ‘invincible mikey.’ you still longed for a happy home with manjiro, and a normal life.

“maybe you’re right. it’s not my style to ask you this over the phone.”

“try again later. when you’re really ready.”

the gag is, he is ready.

manjiro hurries home, blond locks hidden underneath a thin, black hoodie. he’s shaking, like a pomeranian in the presence of fireworks. his hand meets the left side of his chest, back pressed up against the grey colored wall of your shared apartment as he slides down to sit on the floor. it was four in the morning, and manjiro was about to shit himself.

he gulps, eyes peering around for you, double checking that you were fast asleep before he makes a phone call. his fingers tapped the back of his iphone, impatiently waiting for the other caller to answer. though it was the crack of dawn, he still needed some moral support.

“mikey? fuck you callin’ for at this hour? haven’t heard from you in mo—”

“ken-chin. i’m proposing.”

a loud ‘flop’ rang through the receiver, accompanied by the bedsheets seemingly slipping underneath draken’s feet. it was a huge bomb to drop, especially when the duo has been separated for months on end. manjiro hears more shuffling, followed by a few curses. “you’re fucking lying. the one you’ve been one since—?”

“yeah. i’m crazy as hell. but i love them. head over heels. i’m a goddamn simp.”

“why the hell am i the first to know, man?”

“you’re m’best friend, even if i need to stay away from you. and, also… you’re not the first to know. i asked them already.”

“you WHAT? don’t fuckin’ tell me you did it some dumb way like over the pho— you did. you’re impulsive enough to do it like that, too.” regardless of how long it’s been, draken still knows and understands manjiro like nothing ever happened.

“yeah… not romantic. but i can’t see myself with anyone else. i trust no one else. but i… am…”

“scared? man, you’re the head of a criminal organization. ‘course you’re scared. you don’t want the love of your life… to get hurt…” his voice trails off and manjiro’s heart tenses even more. the memories of the past still felt fresh. all the people they lost in tokyo manji… could never be replaced. not in a million years.

but the living must live.

“i love y/n. never felt like this before. i’d quit everything. but i would have to make sure they’re safe and whatever future we have together is secure. i know i promised takemichi that i’d protect everyone and that future he worked so hard to save… but what about mine?”

manjiro really did sacrifice everything for his friends. being the type of person who carries everyone else’s burdens takes a toll on his mental. he felt selfish for wanting to leave it all behind. but maybe being selfish was beneficial once in a while.

“listen—”

“do you think i’m stupid?”

“mikey. you’re not stupid,” draken sighs, shuffling again in place. “you just want to love someone and be loved in return. nothin’ stupid about that. what is stupid though, is you proposing over the damn phone.”

he’s not wrong. it was a spur of the moment decision that could drastically change his life forever. but with you, he doesn’t care. as long as you’re his, forever.

“how do you think i should do it?”

“well. i guess, tell me some sappy shit. how do you feel about them, and whatnot.”

“i don’t think i could ever imagine me with anyone else. a lot of people have tried to grab my attention but i only have eyes for y/n. sometimes when shit gets real hard…” manjiro takes a deep sigh, fingers threading through his hair, tilting back the hood to let it fall onto his back. “i think of y/n and i remember that even in this shit world, someone is here for me. someone cares about me. they make me feel like i’m not alone anymore.

i have dreams ‘bout us, y’know? me and y/n… kids running around. a little mikey clone. pissin’ them off because we want little flags on our meals. going to the park and letting kids be kids. maybe i’ll teach ‘em at a dojo like gramps did for me and my siblings. maybe i’ll teach ‘em about bikes—with your help, of course.”

draken laughs, letting his friend continue his little speech as he gets comfortable in bed again. don’t think i’ve ever seen mikey like this, ever, draken muses.

“man, we can own a whole zoo if we wanted. chifuyu could hook us up, in secret, of course. still have to protect everyone,” manjiro is grinning from ear to ear, head resting against the wall. “i wanna grow old with them. honestly, i didn’t think i’d make it to my twenties. more so, i didn’t want to live past twenty-something. but now… things are different. wanna be old and gray. see grandkids terrorize our children. die together.”

the tension in manjiro’s chest has faded away, only left with warmth that only you could bring him. his free hand reaches into his pocket to fumble with a small box, snapping it open to reveal the engagement ring his grandfather handed down to him.

he wasn’t the marrying type. but for you, he was.

“that all? you sound good like that, man. make an exception and let us come to the wedding.”

manjiro wants that more than anything. his friends, you... all safe. all happy. but again, the fear creeps up. he doesn’t know what to do with himself if any of you get hurt.

“... how do i tell y/n that?”

“you already have.” your voice makes him jump, knocking the velvet box out of his fingers and onto the hardwood floor. his face pales, followed by a huge lump forming at his throat when he sees your figure emerge from your shared bedroom.

“i-uh… i thought you were a-asleep.” manjiro mumbles, earning a huge laugh from draken on the other side. he hears him say something along the lines of ‘my cue to leave. good luck. send me an invite.’

“i was waiting for you.” 

he’s sweating now, a small bead forming at the base of his neck. his phone is now at his side, the screen flashing from draken’s caller id to the lockscreen photo of you on your first date together, a few years back. your eyes zone into the box, though.

“i was going to do this… better. god, i fucked up, huh?”

you’re laughing now, rubbing your tired eyes before you join him near the wall, picking up the box. “what makes you think that, dummy?”

now he’s confused. you wanted him to ask when he was serious, but in his head, serious meant rose petals, candles, someone singing celine dion in the distance.

without a word, you slip the ring onto its appropriate finger, holding up to the small rays of sunlight that peaked through the window from the approaching sunrise. manjiro’s hands fly up to your face, holding his whole world in his hands. his eyes are shiny, on the brink of tears. you nudge your noses together, foreheads connecting tenderly. your hands hooked onto the hem of his hoodie, bringing his frame closer as you whisper a soft ‘yes.’

“yes?”

“yes, i’ll marry you.”

manjiro’s lips curl up into the silliest grin you’ve ever seen him sport, before he presses a soft kiss to your lips. now he’s kissing you quite desperately. as if he’s trying to make sure you’re real, that this isn’t a dream. you feel his words vibrate against your lips, “gonna make you so happy, i promise. i love you. i love you so, so much.”

“forevermore.”

“forever yours.”

[turtle-go-brrrr]

General bayverse headcanons part 2

Splinter

A very light sleeper

Anytime something happens in the lair, he knows

He knows so many of his son’s secrets but act as if he didn’t to protect their feelings

Like that one time he saw Leo flex in front of his mirror (he never did it again because ‘what if it was Raph or Mikey’)

Or that one time he went to ask Donnie a question and realized too late he was having some... alone time... and Donnie tried to play it off to save what was left of his dignity: “haha no I’m not doing anything, I’m fine, how can I help you?” but left a tab open

Let’s just say Splinter knows way more about his sons than he wish he did

He feels honored every time one of them, or hell, April or Casey, come to him for advice or just to vent

He’s jsut so happy to know they trust him

He loves watching movies with them

Doesn’t really understand pop culture but is thrilled when they take the time to explain it to him anyway

He keeps every single drawing Mikey ever made him, he has multiple boxes of them and he keeps his favorite in his room

It takes so much space, but they’re really important to him

Raph made him a really soft scarf that he wears every time they go to the surface (it reassures him)

He also has a sweater and a blanket, and he loves bragging about them: “Oh, this? Yes, my son made it for me :) Isn’t he talented :)”

He finds Donnie’s smarts both impressive and intimidating

Sometimes he’s scared he will never truly understand him or that he won’t have anything else to teach him

But then Donnie comes to him when he can’t sleep or had a nightmare, and he feels warm inside

He’s really scared for Leo

He has so much pressure on his shoulder and so many responsabilities, he’s terrified he will break someday

But Leo knows he can count on his family to support him if anything turns sour and is learning to open up (thanks to Splinter)

All in all, he’s the proudest dad there could be and definitely bragged and showed embarassing memories to April and Casey when they joined the mutants

His favorite animal is the canary

April

Mom Friend ™ 

She’s the one to bring them snacks or useless trinkets they might like

Leo thinks it’s stupid and they should hoard that kind of things

(he does anyway)

She’s also the one to bring medical supplies to the lair when they’re getting short on them

She knows many people because of her job, and comes so often to the pharmacy that the people who work her eknow her and know to not ask too many questions

She doesn’t care about the sight of blood but the smell makes her sick

She still follows Splinter’s instruction when doing stitches and she took a few first aid courses with Casey

She’s the one who takes care of the biggest bugs of the lair

She’s also the one they all go to when they have an embarrassing question to ask (the kind of stuff you’re too embarrassed to ask one of your parents, no matter how close you are)

Doesn’t really listen to anyone, really

Except maybe Splinter from time to time

But like, if she wants to investigate something messy or dangerous, she won’t let anyone stop her

She won’t run straight into danger, she’s not stupid, but she’s not gonna back off just because it might be dangerous

“Okay, April, I’m sorry but you’ll have to sit this one out, it’s way too dangerous for a hum-” “She’s already inside”

 She’s brave like that <3

The best at Just Dance

Even beat Raph from time to time

She has a terrible singing voice tho and loves to scream-sing just because she knows it drives Leo crazy

Sometimes will get picked up by one of the boys and just acts as if nothing hapened and keep talking about whatever the conversation was while being carried around everywhere

Speaks 3 other languages to varying degrees of fluentness: Spanish (fluent), French (still learning but she’s getting there), Arabic (beginner)

She knows insults in a lot of other languages tho (you know, just in case ;) )

The only one who doesn’t pull pranks on Casey (she takes pity on him and he gives her kisses when she takes his side so win-win)

Her favorite animal is the fox

Casey

Pray for him

He’s so fed up with their sibling nonsense

He’s always in the middle of their fights and he’s tired of this

But he’s even more tired of being the victim of their endless pranks (especially Raph and Mikey)

The payback is worth it tho

Surprisingly good with kids

Especially troubled kids (he used to be one, so he knows what to say to help them)

Also really found of small animals

Unlike Mikey who talks to them as equals, Casey baby talks and it’s both adorable and kind of silly

He’s well known in most of the rescue centers of the city because he always brings in stray animals here

Also volunteer in some of them from time to time

He’s really conflicted because of all of the horrible things othe cops do  and he often wants to quit because of that

But if he leaves, he knows no one will try to make a change

He believes he can make things right and tries his best to callout his collegues when they say or do fucked up things

Also completely understand all the hate against cops, and don’t hesitate to let everyone know it’s justified when his colleagues try to play the victim

Despite his anger issues he tries to keep a level head when on the job

He wants to be a good cop, but being a good person is even more important (and almost got him fired multiple times, the only thing keeping him from that being his connection to Chief Vincent)

This is why he’s also doing his vigilante stuff at night

He knows that sometimes, the law won’t protect the most vulnerable people

But that doesn’t mean he shouldn’t

Once accidentally cut himself on the left with a piece of glass

He broke a glass jar, cleaned it up but forgot one little piece, and later stepped on it

It didn’t cut his foot, but he felt something under it and tried to get it off by rubbing his foot against his leg

Hence the stupid cut

Most of his scars aren’t really from his numerous fights, they’re just stupid injuries like that

His favorite animal is the cheetah

[turtle-steverogers]

hi mikey!! i was wondering what ur thoughts are on prewar stevebucky with trans steve?? everything u say is completely poggers btw :)

hello anon!! thank you very much!

and OH BOY DO I HAVE THOUGHTS

so being a trans guy myself, trans!steve is a very very dear concept to me... like the serum could be a parallel to testosterone... vaguely!

ANYWAY!!

i imagine it’s a point of deep shame for stevie. at first he thinks that he just wishes his body were stronger in general... not so skinny and sickly looking. but he realizes that whenever he thinks of a stronger version of himself... or even a happy version of himself, he’s male. that terrifies him and he doesnt really have a word for that thought process, so he vehemently shoves away where it can’t scare him more. maybe he’s just jealous of bucky, he thinks. yeah. that has to be it— bucky with his strong, healthy body and his easy demeanor and his popularity. bucky and his nice family and dad who isnt mean and drunk all the time. he’s jealous of a lot of things when it comes to bucky... maybe this is just another one of those things. he was 8 then.

bucky always called him a tomboy. once he even said that if he cut his hair, he could be just like a boy, in his hand me down trousers and shirts that he only wears when his father isn’t around the house. steve had told him to shut up, and bucky had, but it had stuck with him for days afterwards. was he just like a boy? only with long hair?

standing in front of the mirror, at 12 years old, steve holds his hair up out of his face. tucks it into a hat and thinks, yeah. that looks right. the thought makes him cry

of course... years later, when he turns 16 the thoughts still remain and hes self aware enough now to know it’s not jealousy.

there are clubs and bars for queer folk. he knows about them now, and he knows that what he’s feeling has a name. “tranvestites” are what folks like him are called, and maybe he’s crazy, but there are other crazy people like him, so maybe he could find that safe haven. maybe. he prays he can

bucky kisses him when they’re 18. it’s a lock sliding into place, a puzzle piece steve hadn’t known he’d been missing. he kisses back and that night, bucky takes him apart in bed, worshipping his body as if it were something good. under his touch, steve thinks maybe it is. maybe it can be good. if only for a few soft moments.

19 years old, grieving and broken from his ma’s death, steve cuts his hair. he’s tired. he’s so tired of losing people. losing a fight hes not sure he can win, and he’ll be damned if he’s going to lose himself too. bucky catches him in the act, and theres a suspended period of a few days where confusion and fear run rampant between them. they barely speak, but bucky can hear steve up crying in the night.

on the third day, bucky tells steve that he’s a queer. bisexual, if they’re getting into semantics. it’s a door— an opening. bucky has figured it out and he’s letting steve know it’s okay for him to let him in. let him know. and through relieved tears, steve tells him. it’s choked and messy— he feels off kilter and ugly with his knock up haircut job— but bucky pulls him close and bucky kisses him soundly and steve learns to breathe again.

bucky cuts his hair for real that night, and when he looks in the shitty cracked mirror, eyes welling with tears, he finally recognizes himself. bucky must see something in his eyes— a relief. something clicking into place. because he leans down and kisses his temple.

“there’s my sunshine boy,” he whispers. and it feels so fucking good. “what do i call you, darling?”

and oh yeah, steve hasn’t always been steve. with his body curling into the magnetic pull that is bucky barnes, he whispers back, “steve.”

“steve,” bucky smiles. “my stevie”

anyway yeah i wrote this on mobile cuz i got excited maybe i’ll write a fic one day we’ll see. but yeah!!! thanks anon, i love trans steve and i love any opportunity to talk about him

[asirensrage]

Saudade - chapter 35

Rating: Explicit Pairing: Mikey x OC, Hanma x OC, Ran x OC, Mikey x OC x Draken Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Warnings: swearing, violence, threats of violence, murder, smoking, sex, consensual sex between teenagers, alcohol, recreational drug use, mention of trafficking, torture, family neglect, mentions of sexual violence. isekai OC. memory loss. unbeta’d **warnings are not exhaustive** Summary: No one seems to realize she doesn’t belong until she finally runs into her “new” brother, Hanagaki Takemichi. Now, hearing his story, Takara makes the choice to help him and hopefully find her way home, but faking it til you make it only lasts so long when you start losing the memories of the life you had before. As Takemichi becomes the only family she’s ever known, how far will she go to protect him?

notes: Today is what we call…Ridea posts everything. This chapter is…going to break some of you and others will be celebrating. I'm sorry and good luck lol. Let me know what you think. As always, expect spoilers for the manga from here on out.

also on ao3 fic masterlist - prev chapter

Recruiting Kakucho is easy. He has nothing left and the connection to Izana through her and Mikey, and their history, binds him to them effortlessly. Even if he swears his loyalty to her more than Mikey. It doesn’t matter. Kakucho is hers and she is Mikey’s. Either way, it works.

It’s Kakucho’s suggestion to draw in the rest of the s-62. Takara debates it, but both Draken and Mikey agree that they would have claimed them if Toman had stayed in power. It only makes sense to do so now before someone else attempts to first.

Mikey recruits Kokonoi easily but it’s up to Takara to bring in the Haitanis. Yuzuha already informed her that they were back in Roppongi, dealing with the usurpers who thought the territory was free to claim once they were in jail. It was the Haitanis’ though and always would be.

Takara skates into the area with aching familiarity. She doesn’t really know what she’s going to say to them, to Ran. She was so angry with them, with Tenjiku as a whole, for what happened to her brother; but Ran told her to leave, had Mikey drag her away from Kakucho and Izana before the cops showed. He protected her, just like he did when he gave her the knife she still carries.

It doesn’t take long for word to get out that she’s there. She’s rollerblading in one place, a small park that’s close to downtown, when she hears her name being called. Takara adjusts her turn to face them, seeing Ran staring at her as he walks up. Rindou is with him, looking as if he’s already planning his escape route. There’s no need though. This isn’t going to end like every other interaction they’ve had.

“It’s been too long since I’ve seen your beauty,” Ran says when they finally get close. Takara grins at him for the compliment. “Been dreaming about you.”

“Oh yeah?” she laughs. “I don’t even want to know.”

“You might, I thought of some things you’ll like.”

She flushes at the reminder that Ran knows her that well. “I’m not here for that.”

His grin falters and he straightens. “Then the rumours are true?”

“Which ones?”

“You and Mikey.”

“Oh.” Takara swallows because something shutters in his eyes and she forces herself to nod. The two of them aren’t together, not really, but she’s tied herself to him as tight as possible. They need those rumours to keep getting away with their disappearances from their friends. “Yeah.”

He leans back slightly, resting an elbow on Rindou for support. She can see the tension in his frame though. “How long?”

“What?”

“How long have you two been together? It wasn’t last time we were so…”

“Did you just wait until we were in jail?” Rindou asks. His gaze is cold and it throws her off. She likes Rindou. They get along well. But this…he’s not happy with her.

“No,” she says. “It just happened a couple months ago.”

“And it’s serious.”

“Yes,” she nods. It is because it has to be. Regardless of whether or not it’s just a rumour they’re playing with.

“So why are you here?” Rindou asks. “If you’re not here for Ran, what do you want?”

“To talk to both of you.” She doesn’t know how well this is going to go. “I once told Ran that I had a plan, that there were things I needed to do, goals I had to achieve.”

Ran nods, gaze intent. “For your brother.”

“To keep him safe, yes.” Takara looks between them. “Toman disbanded and there’s a power gap left behind. We’re not only going to fill it, but take over everything.”

“We?” Ran prods and she can practically see the hope in his eyes.

“Mikey is leading it. He’s helping me achieve my goals.”

Ran straightens. “So you’ll let him help, tell him what you need, but you wouldn’t when I asked.”

“I’m sorry.”

Rindou snorts. “Sure you are.”

“I am,” she snaps. “Right now, this has nothing to do with our history. Kakucho has already joined us as has Kokonoi. I’m offering you the chance to join us as we begin, to set yourselves up as executives because we’re going to take everything. You can keep Roppongi but only under us.”

“Four people isn’t much of a gang.”

“Who said it was only four?” Takara asks, looking between them. “I want your strength for this. I need you two to help me, but I’ll also understand if you won’t. I just hope you’ll show that same understanding when we take it from you.”

Rindou steps forward, Ran’s arm falling off of him. “That a threat?”

“A promise.”

“You-”

“Rin, stop.” Ran pulls his brother back, staring down at her. “This really what you want?”

Takara nods. “I want you two with us. I want your support because I know that I can actually achieve this with you both there, that it will go much smoother with you.”

“We’ll think about it,” Ran says.

“The fuck we-” Rindou cuts himself off as Ran looks at him.

“Thank you,” Takara says, sighing softly. “I really am sorry.”

“I know, darling.” Ran smiles at her, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “You and Mikey ever break up, I’ll be waiting.”

“Don’t wait,” she looks up at him, ignoring how his brother is fuming next to him. “You know I can’t promise anything, Ran. I told you that from the beginning.”

“I know.” He grins at her. “Still dream about you though.”

She swallows tightly and nods. “Let me know your decision by the end of the week. I’d prefer to have you at our next meeting.

“You have the same number, right?” Ran asks. When she nods, he continues. “We’ll call. Let’s go, Rindou.”

Rindou glares at her and she can’t blame him. “Get out of Roppongi. This is your only warning.”

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The Haitanis agree. Under the condition to continue to control Roppongi and report only to Takara. They are hers and she is Mikey’s. It’s fine.

Besides, they’ll learn soon enough. There’s a hierarchy for a reason and she won’t let herself step in if they need to be reminded of it.

With the Haitanis and Kakucho come the rest of the living S-62. None of them are given a high position, not yet, not until Mikey and Draken both see them in action and spend more time with them.

Between them and Kokonoi, it’s not long before there’s actual money coming their way. Takara isn’t in it for the money and despite the increase in numbers, she still spends her time going to school and working at the rink. Kokonoi supports the rink but most of them are confused about the effort she puts into high school. It’s not like she’s going to go into a corporate job, not with her position at Mikey’s side.

Little by little, they start taking the territory Toman left behind.

“What are we calling ourselves?”

She’s sitting on a couch in some apartment she doesn’t own. None of them do, as far as she can tell, but they have access and that’s all that currently matters. Sanzu is sitting on the floor, sharpening both his and her knives. Kakucho is in the middle of setting up the food she had asked him to pick up. Mikey is lying down, head in her lap. It’s the closest they’ve physically been in a long time, outside of the bike rides, but since she’s admitted to him and Draken that she informed the Haitanis they were a couple, he’s been taking small liberties like this when they’re all together. As if he’s staking the claim they both know is false.

She runs her fingers through his hair, reading over the last text Yuzuha sent which includes a demand to meet for coffee. That means she has more information. The bit about the sleepover means she just wants to spend time with her friend.

“Hmm?” Mikey asks. He looks half asleep and she feels like she’s petting a cat.

“What are we going by? Did you finally decide?” They had argued about it for hours once, giving Draken a headache. It had come down to Mikey’s choice. They were finally starting to act, having recruited and bullied more people into joining. They needed the name.

“Kanto Manji.”

She looks over at Sanzu and Kakucho who are looking at Mikey. Sanzu just nods but Kakucho looks intrigued. Or at least like he’s listening. “...Kanto Manji? Isn’t that too close to the Tokyo Manji? What, we going to be Kamon instead of Toman?”

“No,” Mikey looks up at her. “It’s not permanent. It will suit us for right now because it’s a reminder of the strength of Toman, of what we have already achieved, but different enough because we’ve changed. What we’re doing and going to do is nothing that Toman would.”

Takara looks at the others. “Give us a minute, please.”

Sanzu waits until Mikey motions for him to go but they both leave. He sits up and turns towards her. “What?”

“I’m just concerned,” she says. “That if word reaches to the others, the ones we left behind, they’re going to know instantly that it’s us.”

“They won’t and if they do, it’ll be too late.” Mikey shifts slightly closer and moves, placing a hand on the back of her neck. He pulls her in, forehead nearly touching hers. It reminds her of the time in Draken’s home, after they found her in Roppongi. “I won’t let them ruin this.”

Her eyes met his. “I know you won’t, Mikey.”

He watches her for a moment, as if he’s seeking something in her eyes. His voice is soft when he says, “stay with me.”

“Of course,” she answers automatically.

“No. Not because of your promise or your brother. I want you to stay with me because you want to, Takara.”

Her breath hitches at the sound of her full name on his lips. “Mikey…”

“Just stay,” he whispers before he leans forward and brushes his lips against hers.

She pulls back slightly confused. “What? Mikey…it’s just–just pretend.”

“I don’t want to pretend,” he tells her. His fingers press a little harder against the skin of her neck. “You’re mine, aren’t you?”

Takara stares at him, mind reeling over what’s presented. She doesn’t have many options in this moment. It was always going to lead to this, wasn’t it? It didn’t matter who it was. She would always force her way into this moment. “Yeah,” she breathes. “I’m yours.” She leans forward, kissing him. He’s inexperienced and a little rough, but she guides him, murmuring instructions as he pulls her closer. She’s in his lap, his hands slipping under her shirt as she deepens the kiss and learns his taste as he memorizes hers.

His grip is tight, as if he expects her to disappear, but she presses herself closer and lets him attempt to bury himself under her skin. He breaks the kiss but barely moves back, breathing against her lips as they catch their breath.

“Should have done this sooner,” he murmurs.

“Why now?” she asks softly. Takara scratches her nails gently at the back of his scalp. He groans, putting his mouth against her neck and kissing it. He sucks at it, making her eyes flutter and rocking her hips against his.

“Two weeks ago. You were on my couch, on the phone with Yuzuha and laughing at one of your shows. Looked at you and knew I never wanted you to leave.” His grip tightens.

“I’m not going anywhere, Mikey.” She kisses him again, licking into his mouth. He deepens it immediately, hand at the back of her neck keeping her close. The two of them make out, grinding against each other as they make out.

They only stop when someone knocks before opening the door and Takara tries to scramble off of Mikey before anyone sees them. He holds her in place though, hands gripping her hips to keep her from moving. She’s not sure if it’s because he’s hard under her or he just doesn’t want to let her go.

Draken takes one look at them and rolls his eyes. “Fucking finally.”

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A LIST OF PLOTLESS TOWN RP-FRIENDLY CHARACTER IDEAS & CONNECTIONS INSPIRED BY MOVIES! (PART 1)

click here for part two.

i collected a couple of plot ideas from some of the movies i thought had interesting stories or characters that i hope can help you with your applications / character connections. please note that a lot of these are, by no means, the actual plots of the films and are only inspired by them. i’ve taken the liberty of making a couple of edits for them to be ‘plotless town rp-friendly’. also, i would’ve separated them by category (platonic, romantic, familial, etc.) but tbh a lot of these can be taken in any way so feel free to put your own spin on them, too, or even make combinations!

trigger warnings: nothing too specific, but there are light mentions of death, road accident, infidelity, illness, injury, drug addiction.

now, without further ado:

BAY OF ANGELS  // muse a met muse b on a vacation several years ago, brought together because they were both from the same home country and realized that they were traveling to run away from something. muse a came to learn that this wasn’t muse b’s first rodeo, and where this was the first time that muse a had tried to run away from their problems, muse b had been running for most of their life. muse b initially wished to emulate the same free-spirited, high-risk-high-reward principles that muse a lived by. however, muse b started to display totally erratic behavior that prompted muse a to question whether they were making the right choices. eventually, they went home. jump to present day where they meet again in their home country— muse b has toned down somewhat due to a traumatic event (a hard lesson to learn for them) meanwhile, muse a’s life remains the same cycle of events they can’t seem to break free from.

CLEO FROM 5 TO 7 // muse a suspects they are sick but refuses to go to the doctor to have it checked. most of their days are plagued with this feeling of doom enshrouding them, causing them to have a general distaste for life. they meet muse b who has profoundly positive disposition towards life. their company helps muse a to come to terms with the fact that perhaps their illness is something they should deal with. with muse b’s help, muse a starts to find meaning in death.

HAPPY OLD YEAR // muse a left town / the country for college, leaving behind all their friends and family, cutting all ties in a heartbeat, only to come back several years later a completely changed person who subscribes to the idea of minimalism and wants to get rid of all the clutter in their life, material or otherwise. this brings them to reconnect with muse b (and a variety of other muses if the mun wishes) when they find their old belongings and return them in order to be ‘minimalist’ and get rid of all the garbage in their home, which means getting rid of memories, too. however, muse b, who has now moved on from muse a and is with someone else, isn’t too pleased with having muse a back in their life. muse a is desperate to find the closure that muse b isn’t giving them, primarily because muse b knows that muse a is after starting over on a clean slate only to clear their conscience and not to make amends.

YI-YI: A ONE AND A TWO // muse a and muse b were each other’s first and greatest loves but are currently married to other people. when they are reunited through a chance encounter, they decide that it’s better to have each other in their lives as friends than not at all. they realize they still do have feelings for each other but because of their spouses, know that they can never be anything else other than friends. thus begins a journey of trying to bring their old selves back into the light as new people.

MIKEY AND NICKY // muse a and muse b are best friends since childhood. muse a is neurotic, childish, and wildly impulsive, and often has to depend on muse b to get them out of trouble only to show very little gratitude for it, much to muse b’s chagrin. in fact, muse b often finds themself thrown under the bus in muse a’s favor, though it’s not entirely muse a’s fault: muse b is an enabler. however, muse b can’t quite seem to quit muse a (either because they love the feeling of being needed and there’s no one who needs them more than muse a or maybe they’ve been in love with muse a since childhood— or both) until a certain event causes muse b to question whether they are healthy for each other at all.

IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE // muse a and muse b are neighbors, both living with their significant others. both muse a and muse b often see each other in the hallways or share an elevator up to their apartment when they come home from work. maybe they even carpool sometimes. however, they spare very little in the way of words until one day, muse a breaks down while drunk and admits that they think their partner is cheating on them. in an attempt to comfort them, muse b reveals that they think the same thing of their own partner. desperate for answers, they conduct an investigation until they realize that their partners are cheating on them with each other. muse a and muse b become each other’s support system, as they try to coach each other through an impending breakup all the while realizing that they might be developing feelings for each other and must now choose between indulging their feelings or deny themselves the hypocrisy.

TAKE THIS WALTZ // muse a meets muse b on a trip out of town and they instantly connect. they share the same flight back home and even a cab ride from the airport. however, they soon realize that muse b is muse a’s new neighbor, which makes things plenty awkward considering how a) they’ve been borderline flirty the whole time and b) muse a is married to someone who they now consider to be far less interesting in comparison to muse b. regardless, once they’ve recognized a mutual attraction with each other, muse a demands for muse b to keep their distance, only to keep running into each other everywhere, much to muse a’s chagrin.

LAST LIFE IN THE UNIVERSE // muse a is witness to a terrible road accident involving a pedestrian. muse a takes the pedestrian and their sibling, muse b to the hospital where muse b’s sibling is declared dead on arrival. despite being total strangers, muse a stays with muse b through the entire process. eventually, muse a takes muse b home but muse a refuses to let muse b leave, claiming they don’t want to be left alone in the house that they previously shared with their now deceased sibling. having money troubles of their own and on the brink of an eviction, muse a ends up staying with muse b not just for the night but for the week until they get comfortable enough with each other that muse b invites muse a to officially live with them to help with their financial problems, but mostly because they don’t know how to handle their grief alone.

THE FALL // muse a is in an outpatient physical rehabilitation facility after suffering from a near-fatal injury when they meet muse b. the pair are polar opposites in terms of their attitudes towards recovery: where muse a is more hopeful, muse b only throws pity parties for themself considering that this injury might prevent them from fully getting back to doing what they love. despite this, the two form an unlikely bond where muse b is completely enthralled with muse a, who tells them stories about their travels and their career and all the amazing things they’ve done, without realizing until they’re in too deep that they are all fabricated versions of the truth and muse b falls for every single one of them. what started as little white lies becomes a source of anxiety for muse a when the lies just get bigger and bigger.

COLUMBUS // muse a is a young, aspiring [insert career here] but to pursue this passion, they must leave their hometown, which they have constantly been refusing to do despite the numerous opportunities having been presented to them on account of the fear that no one else is going to take care of their mother (who, in the movie, is a recovering drug addict but it can be for any reason or relative in this case). muse b’s father is a well-known [insert career that muse a wants here] and is in town to hold a lecture/exhibit/performance/etc etc depending on the career, but then he suffers from a stroke. muse b, despite being estranged from their father for having been scrutinized by the man for most of their life, is forced to come to town and take care of him being their closest living relative. they meet muse a by chance, only to learn shortly after that they are a huge fan of muse b’s parent’s work. having spent their whole life in this town, muse a becomes muse b’s tour guide of sorts, while inadvertently helping each other come to terms with their relationship with their parents and how they can be kinder to themselves.

SECRET SUNSHINE // after their spouse’s passing, muse a moves from the big city to their spouse’s much, much smaller hometown so they can raise their child there. they meet all of the important figures of their spouse’s childhood including muse b, a local shopkeeper and an old friend of their spouse’s, who, despite muse a’s reluctance, helps them adjust to small town life. the pair eventually closer to each other and muse a to their spouse as they find out more about who they were before they met.

THIS IS WHERE I LEAVE YOU // (originally lgbtqia+ and written about older characters with grown children, but make of this plot what u will, tbh) muse a and muse b are best friends. both married, both with grown kids. muse a’s spouse died a long time ago so they’ve had plenty of time to help muse b take care of their spouse in the couple of months leading to that spouse’s death. in the process, the pair have grown intimate (with muse b’s spouse’s knowledge— in fact, they encouraged muse a to ‘take care’ of muse b in the event of their passing and wouldn’t trust anyone else to do so) but haven’t told their families yet in fear of what they might think of them given their age and how they’re basically uncles/aunts to each other’s children.

[crimsonandcloverwrites]

ok bhah ch11 my longest yeah boi ever

i’m literally... so excited I can’t even read it ok ok

oh no not the wedding invitations not this

i swear to god if we have to go through this wedding. knifeemoji

listen I have a fear that we’re gonna get the break up and the car accident same as canon dear god don’t put us through that either

no fears *literally everything that could make bhah more painful* several fears dot meme

god not the jamie invite. she cant even do it. another sign from god you are choosing to ignore

straight to Jamie’s house oh

lmao the red door I just worked out that’s a hill house reference from when I was wondering in like ch3(?) lol the inner workings of my dumbass brain never stop

“can we talk?” it’s happening what is happening

Dani was so tired of lying oh my god

my heart is literally beating so fast

alone in Jamie’s room bro wtf wtf

Jamie is just so soft and understanding always always aaaahhhhh

fuck she just wants out of this wedding so bad but she can’t even tell him

AAAHHH SHE KISSED HER OH MY GOD IT’S HAPPENING

fuck fgkjhdfkjgh this is not good oh no. Dani finally finally fucking doing something for herself and Jamie so aware that this cannot be happening like this right now

and yet both of them just falling into it anyway oh my goddddd

jesus christ jesus christ “Dani had half crawled into Jamie’s lap, kissing her with a fierce and fervent heat” I am on deaths door

god they’ve both wanted this for so so so so long I can’t believeeeeee

(i am so thrilled that y’all just went there right away btw)

“Please, just - I just want to feel how I’m supposed to.” oucchhhh Dani

god her just... knowing. after one kiss w Jamie that she can finally do it and talk to him and end it and it’s so terrifying but goddd yes

“You think I can ever say no to you?” oof

“Ask,” Jamie breathed. “Ask me.” fucking fuck the power of this line oh my god Jamie is so fucking ready to jump of a bridge for her it’s- the dedication the love the longing the everything I am going insane is it too early to start drinking at 1pm

you’re not you can’t NOT THE CANON DINER SCENE

fuck this is like watching a car crash i can’t look away it’s so fucking visceral and nerve-wracking and painful

but god I’m so proud of her for finally saying what she wants

oh thank fuck y’all didn’t take him out with a passing delivery truck

“You must have known. You know me.” oh god this sentiment always kills me

“She couldn’t say it — the words ‘I’m gay’ forever out of reach — so instead she said, “I can’t.”” my whole body is on fire oh my god this is.... too fucking real

jesus christ the near miss w the truck are u trying to kill me (i actually kind of love that Dani will have to deal w her feelings w him face to face instead of having to bury it all in grief like in canon I am so excited to see how y’all handle that)

a fucking HOUR in the car dfkjghdfkjh the torture

oh honey. literally both of them suffering so much ouch

her favourite saucepan pls this is all so awful and sad but that make me laugh so much the poor confused little duck I am glad she has her comforts

god poor Dani

"Is she here to cook something?"  fgkjdhfkgjhfkjgdf

“No. I think you’re brave.” oh

“We’ll figure it out." listen listen I am undoubtedly losing my mind god this is soft

“She had spent so long being asked and not asking. Never asking. She never dared. To ask was to be known, to be made visible, words forging reality as surely as a smith’s hammer. And yet Jamie waited, letting Dani gather the courage herself.

"Can I -?" Dani said, "- stay?"” please fuck I am just so !!!!!!!! about Dani getting to know what she wants and having a fucking voice. just !!!!!!!!

“Jamie inviting her in” fucking just both of them finally getting some of that quiet courage w each other I am yelling so much

“Dani knew that it wasn't just her feeling this, that it had never just been her.” YOU’RE GODDAMN RIGHT BABEY

““But you do?” Dani asked. “Want to?”

Jamie’s answering laugh was brief and incredulous. “You have no idea.”” I AM: HOOTIN. AND: HOLLERIN

“I am here” hello? hello I am not coping I am on another plane of existence. DANI FINALLY FEELING SO PRESENT AND WHOLE IN THIS MOMENT

god they’re just holding each other i’m tearing up. Jamie is her home

Dani finally sleeping through the night ow my fucking heart

Mikey’s so chill about all of this sdkdhfdkj I love him

Jamie going out n buying her favourite jam... god the tenderness. love is stored in the strawberry jam and the hairdryer

hmmmmm her attraction to Jamie is so closely tied to a lot of really hard feelings this is gonna take a bit to work through huh???

aw Jamie going to Carson I am so happy she has her little band of gays to help her rn

I love that she can just kiss her now when she gets the urge like maybe chill out a lil just landing all these surprise kisses but like good for u girl. good for both of u

the warmth of the house hmmmmm I love that she’s found this esp because she is perpetually cold and Jamie is always warm but keeps it like that for the kid (and probably for Dani too) aaahhhh

cgjkdfhkjgh Dani is so thirsty poor Jamie trying to keep them in check. these moments are so fucking loaded holy shit

Dani Jamie and Mikey are the cuuutest lil family aw

god the tentativeness between them trying to figure this all out and the casual intimacy and just. all of it is so much and so beautiful to watch unfold

i love this little bubble inside Jamie’s house and Jamie kind of drawing the curtains around them both physically and metaphorically while she lets Dani figure things out and lets it settle between them

it’s all about the hands

oh my god Hannah instantly asking if she needs a place to stay she really is the best

soft little mornings with her Jamie like... once Dani finally defeats the ball of guilt in her chest there is so much goodness to look forward to and I am v glad she has that right now even as she is still struggling a bit. my girl needs all the sweetness in her life

also the idea of Jamie getting to wake up to sleeping Dani in her bed every morning after a lifetime of trying to repress her feelings... god

heh she’s already figuring out all the ways to push Jamie’s buttons god these two are going to have some fun w each other

this idea of learning the creaking floorboards of a new home is so... warm

Jamie leaving all the curtains drawn for her oh my heart keeping her safe keeping her safe

Nan would be so proud of ms Dani u know it’s true

awww Mikey comin home to keep her company

Mikey Dani time is always so sweet I love them

my god Dani n Jamie are so intense w each other and just so full of fucking desire... when those floodgates finally open will they even survive

oof Dani is dealing with soooo much ugh. Jamie always there with a gentle way to bring her back down to earth tho my hearrrtttt

“You’re allowed to be happy.” she is SHE IS ty Jamie Taylor voice of reason

a pinky promise to deal with everything together awwww

“why are you so good to me” “you know why” oh my goddddddd. that’s so soft that’s so gentle that’s so much love

Dani finding little bits in herself in media god i love this

Dani Mikey hours best hours

god Carson... sweet boy. And Judy sending over a whole bunch of food oof just. these quiet little reminders of their love for her. Dani’s about to go through a whole bunch more emotions huh?

fkjdfkjgfh Mikey going into protector mode when Carson is there pls i love hm

ohmy “our room” aaaaaaahhhhh

god Dani expecting him to be upset with her I am so fucking emotional. I relate far too much to Dani in canon and in this story and it’s just. painful as hell to see someone go through the things you know hurt the most holy shit

please Carson is so sweet and understanding and telling her he’s proud of her is making me cry so much I can barely see

this whole like.. uncomfortable but relief-filled kind of coming out between her and Carson is so so beautifully done I can’t stop fucking crying

“God, you two were agony to watch.”  fglkdfgkjdfhkjgh Carson a voice of the people

“You deserve to be happy.” - Carson and also me and also everyone reading this

god he is so wonderful!!!!!! this reminder that she’s not alone and everything will be ok!!!!!!! Carson I love you so much

the box being described as “the beating heart of their childhood“ god the imagery

Jamie so sweetly making room for her and welcoming her into a home I am emotional again the tears have really been unlocked now I’m gonna be a mess the whole rest of this chapter (i say as if I haven’t been already)

the really sweet way Jamie gets her to open up and trust her with the things that have been on her mind

and Dani doing the same for her god this gentle honest space between them makes my heart feel so full I am just so happy that they’ve got each other

“I want you to stay.” please (also now I’m thinking about AE putting Stay on her Jamie playlist jesus christ I am being tortured)

they get... to wake up.... in bed together. i’m so close to crying again when will this stop

i kind of love there hasn’t really been any like... just no more kissing u know but we still get this insane intimacy between them in a way that’s not them shying away from the way they want each other but so carefuly and sweetly and honestly coming towards each other

awww them always waking up all tangled is so cuuute (also Dani feeling so safe and comfy with her that her subconscious is like lets latch on she is good she is home)

lmao Dani having to mediate between these two dweebs and their playfights is so good

Jamie having her lil family surrounding her aww

(also i just noticed the rating change oh god)

sfkjfhdg Jamie looking at her hips all dark eyes and wanting we’ve all been there girl

“you can look” BOLD DANI MY BELOVED

god these two........ the grabbing her silver chain god @ google how to breathe properly??????

“Then show me.” oh my god

fkgjhdfkj so much electricity they shorted out the power

“this is just as nice” when they’re just hugging please they are so soft

i love that there’s just like... gentle soft banter between them in these quiet moments so much

“Dani, give him more homework.”  ghrfjkhjgkjgh

god the heated cheek kiss

this ‘game of chicken’ god they’re just.... really in it huh this is so fun

hmmm Dani going through the suitcases and sort of being able to bring some of herself/her past into this new place is so nice

heh this lil family and their snowfights are so cute

:( she can’t bring herself to eat Judy’s food

Jamie bringing her flowers oh soft

ugh they’re just so softly melting into being together it’s so sweeeeeeeet

“You’re lovely.” and the way Jamie just sinks into her with Dani’s fingers in her hair pleeease I am dying this is so warm

aaaahhhh they’re dancing soft soft soft

“gray eyes fluttered closed, as though the weight of Dani’s touch was too much to bear” god i am..... aaaahhhh

“a gentle calm settling within her. It had seemed that for all her life she had waited for the quiet of this” y’all this is so beautiful and lovely and wonderful and all the good things

ah that kiss. kinda feels like their first real kiss where they just get to be god I am so happy “a profound sense of finally” oh oh oh that’s such a pretty concept

god I love how much they just want each other that second kiss and them just all over each other is perfect and having to try and reel that in and being able to because they know it’s not going anywhere please it’s so so good

god Dani vs Desert Hearts I love this callback and the entirely different circumstances of her watching it again

dsjfhdkjfh oh no Dani losing her mind at Jamie touching her knee god these two have got the biggest storm coming

dfkdjhkgdjh god them like.... trying to take things slow but still letting things happen while having to be aware of Mikey is so funny but I kinda love it and how indicative it all is of them being so grown up and able to approach their relationship in such a mature way. as much as I wish they’d had their teenage love story I do like that it’s unfolding this way now.

“it struck Dani then that she couldn’t remember ever laughing while doing this.” aww

Mikey’s “oh gross” hahahaha poor kid

god this is so funny

“ferret kid” jamie why are u like this sfkjhdfkjf

oh lordt it seems we have reached the unabashedly horny phase good show ol’ chaps

god they’re still so soft tho this is so fun to read

i looove how flustered they both make each other w just their presence. it’s just so !!!!!!

lmao Dani knowing exactly what to do to drive Jamie insane is fdkgfdkjgh perfect amazing show stopping more neck kisses more teasing more barely restrained desire i love it

“the reckless rush of being in each other’s arms” AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

lmaooooo Mikey Jamie is going to lock you outside if u keep doing this

the fact it can just fade back to comfortable companionship too is like. ugh i love them together

“Yeah. You can touch me whenever you want.” oh jesus

“No more interruptions, no more waiting, no more holding back.” it’s happening god it’s happening everyone stay calm (also the slow build to this point has been so fucking perfect y’all are writerly geniuses)

lmao Dani is like please can we just get naked why do u want to watch a movie I am literally right here

oh she is not waiting anymore THAT’S MY GIRL GO GET EVERYTHING YOU’VE EVER WANTED I LOVE YOU

“What do you want?” god the tension

aaaaahhhhh just. them being so out of their minds with want but still all nervous and wanting to check in but still just. wanting this so much god this is *chef’s kiss*

lmao Dani already having the hair pulling thing figured out is so good. poor Jamie lol is she even going to survive this

god the fact they’re both still fully clothed n still getting this fucked up just making out n grinding on each other I love this for them

mum just came in to tell me dinner is ready I AM ALREADY EATIN GOOD

lmao fuck I am just... so thrilled for Dani finally getting to experience this get ur whole world rocked baby u deserve this

thumb in her mouth i-

“my idiot” pls that’s so soft

“You have me.” i know this is like. horny but it’s also so romantic sfgkjhdfkjg

ayoooo Jamie’s tattoo excuse me while I lose my mind a lil bit

my god Dani is so impatient to get her naked I love her for it so much “I just want to feel you”... ma’am

Jamie being all nervous is so cute aw

god having this lil moment where they just call each other beautiful n get all cute about it while they’re fully naked n grinding on each other.... perfection

god I can’t stop thinking about every other mention of Dani having sex w Eddie and it just being like adequate or like her not letting him touch her and now LOOK AT MY BABY GO SHE’S REALLY HAVIN THE TIME OF HER LIFE LITERALLY BEGGING TO BE TOUCHED LET’S GO LESBIANS LET’S GO

I feel like I’m like cheering Jamie on rn sfjkghdfkj u guys need anything? some snacks? a condom?? ur doing great!!

Dani crying and thanking her like this is an acceptance speech love that for her

Jamie kissing all over her face aww

I can’t believe this whole chapter is them just getting to fall in love for real

“I want to taste you” i am blushing goddamn Jamie get it

oh my god the dream. she’s literally living out her dreams

“that same focused intensity that could make kingdoms fall” I love that Jamie is just as into getting Dani off as Dani is getting off lmao GOOD FOR THEM

Dani: desperately tryin to get Jamie off. Jamie: are u sure u want to tho??? miss ma’am let the girl touch u already she deserves it (but i do love that she’s always just like.... never wanting to make Dani do anything she doesn’t wholeheartedly want to)

“You sitting here on top of me like this is doing more for me than you can imagine.”  iconic jamie moment

Jamie literally just like.... ‘you can do whatever you want to figure this out’ is so sweet I love her capacity for just. giving herself over to Dani in every way (not just the horny ones) to let her forge her own path

“It was easy to understand now, the exhilaration of it, why people went crazy for it.” god I love this for her so much everything just falling into place

they’re so soft n comfy together and it’s all just so right and lovely

i love that once they’ve started they basically can’t stop honestly get it girls u deserve all the orgasms

“When did you know?” “Sixteen years.” oof my heart she’s known the whole time aaahhhh. all these lil memories god it really was all out of love I could cry. and Jamie admitting the scarf/scar thing whew she really carried around that moment on her face for the whole world to see (also lol at Dani being so fixated on it this whole time that’s so perfect)

heh they’re so cute with their lil teasing banter exchange

lol goddamn this so so spicy I am just dfklghfjkdjghkjdf (that is to say well fucking done I can’t even speak rn)

Jamie just being like you could literally just look at me and I am turned on I... love this whole situation for her so much

god they’re really just going all in Dani is getting like the.... lesbian sex speed run amen

oh god not Karen on the phone just hang up Dani do it do it

god she is so evil

omg she told her abt Jamie go off Dani I am v v proud of u right now

and she hung up on her godbless babe i LOVE your audacity

heh Jamie so transfixed by Dani’s lil purple sweater and skirt I love her

Dani u are such a tease sfkgjdfkg good 4 u tbh

awwww she got Dani’s desk for her oh my god that’s so lovely

Dani n Jamie being entirely not subtle over dinner w their lingering glances and Carson just laughing at them fkjghdkfjgh i love it. he’s so happy for them even w his teasing aw

aaahhh i just love Jamie giving her this space and this room in the house and Dani feeling so right in it

oooh an almost “I love you” god they’re just fuckin u-haulin in love perfection huh

and now we’re back to horny hours love this for them. gotta bless that desk somehow huh!?

i love the mentions of all this soft stuff about belonging when they’re about to rail each other it really rounds it out emotionally

“Get on your knees.” OH MY GOD THE JAMIE ON HER KNEES REDEMPTION MOMENT IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING

HELL YEAH IT IS this is truly what we all deserve

oh my god literally ripping her clothes off her fuck i love how desperate they are for each other and just how into this they both are always

dfgkjdfh jesus Dani are u ever going to be able to get work done at this desk again after Jamie does.... all of this to u on it

“Good girl.” the single most powerful sentence in the lesbian language

jesus christ this is still so incredibly steamy sdflkhskhg it never ends. and them like.... experiementing a bit w some different um. approaches? lol good 4 them good 4 them (and us)

my god them instantly getting all soft after about making each other happy please they’re so dang cute

ok love that we are also getting Dani on her knees it’s equality.gif

this little “I like you” “I like you too” confession right now is... so fucking soft and like... after everything they’ve gone through they still have the power to kinda knock each other off their feet w lil things like this huh?? sappy lil shits

oh no Judy I am scared

holy shit Dani “Didn't think you'd love me anymore” owwww my heart

god Judy is such a good mama I love her so much. reassuring her she’s still a part of the family my god I am so emo. she loves her so much

aw I love this lil shared bathroom scene after so many awkward moments w Dani and Eddie in their bathroom and so many mentions of her fogged reflection. things are finally clear and it’s wonderful!!

lol Jamie well if u didn’t want Dani to get all horny u shouldn’t have worn suspenders!!!!! it’s simple math!

god Dani has changed so much this chapter which only takes place over a couple of weeks right?!?!? after so much anxiety and being so unsure of herself this is so fucking beautiful to see

stop the car thing oh my godddd. she doesn’t even care about having her own cause she’s so happy w the person she’s sharing with I’m so overwhelmingly happy

“You’re perfect.” please I will cry this chapter was so perfect (also so are the memes I cackled so much)