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[badbtssmut]

Magic Stick

Jungkook is kinda sad because he has never been with a girl who could take him balls deep because of his size, reader doesn't believe him and she wants to see, but he tells her that he can't atm bc he's not hard. She is wearing this kinda halter top style with no bra so she looses the top and shows her tits to him and let's him touch them. After he's hard he shows her his dick and she says she's willing to try to take it all and she rides him into the sunset

Admin note: idea by anon

Contains: Big dick JK, handjob, some boobplay, missionary, riding, reader expresses that she is uncertain if it will fit, it takes some time getting it fully in ;), reader whimpers a bit, JK’s ex cheated on him, jk cums a lot

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“What’s wrong with you?” You glanced over to your best friend, he has been in a horrible mood for a week and no one knew why. Not even your mutual friends knew what was up with Jungkook.

”It’s nothing.” He mumbled in response.

“Come on, I can tell something is bothering you.” You pushed.

"Fine. My girlfriend broke up with me.” He finally cracked.

"Wait, what?” You stood from the dining table, and inched closer to Jungkook who was sitting on the sofa. “Why’d she do that?" You question, shocked by the sudden news. "You two seemed so happy. What happened?"

"She… she was cheating on me.” He confessed.

"Are you fucking kidding me? What a bitch." You really couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“Don’t blame her, I guess.” Jungkook said and shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't be silly. You’re too forgiving." You sighed.

"It's not that. The sex, my size— it just never worked out in bed. It was never a good fit." Jungkook confessed, a tinge of sadness in his voice.

"So, you're saying, she dumped you ‘cause of your dick size? The fuck? That's just shallow. Why would she do that?" You sat next to him.

"Yeah, it didn’t fit, literally. I’d hurt her, it wasn’t going to work out from the start. We tried a few times, but the whole experience was just awful. I guess she couldn't stand it anymore." He said, defeated.

“That doesn't make any sense, surely you aren’t that big? Are you sure she’s not just making excuses?” You couldn’t believe his ex would end things with him over his size.

"No, I am that big." Jungkook replied.

"Really?" You were skeptical.

"I've always had a big dick." He added.

"Show me."

"What?"

"Show me." You repeated. “I just want to know if you’re bullshitting or not.”

"No." He declined, looking at you as if you said the most ridiculous thing ever, clearly embarrassed by your request.

"Oh, come oooon, we are best friends. It’s not like I’ve never seen a dick before in my life." You rolled your eyes. "I'm not going to judge you, I promise. Just let me see."

"Fine." Jungkook sighed. "But… I’m not hard now.” He muttered.

“Will my boobs make you hard?“

“Hell yeah. You got great tits." He said, a bit too enthusiastic, as if he had been dreaming of the day you’d offer your tits in return to see his cock. You stood right in front of him, loosening the straps of your halter top. His mouth was slightly open, as he looked at you, completely mesmerized. You removed the straps from your shoulders and let the shirt fall to your tummy, revealing your breasts.

"Like what you see?" You teased.

"Yeah. Very much." He was nearly drooling at the sight.

"Want to touch them?"

"Fuck, yeah." He nodded, eager. You stepped closer and his hands were instantly on you. Squeezing your breasts, rubbing his thumbs on your nipples, taking it all in. When he was done caressing your tits with his hands, he started to suck and lick on them, at which you moaned softly, and the sound of it made him rock hard. He was definitely huge, you could see the tent forming on his pants.

"Are you sure you want to see it? It's… quite big." He was almost apologetic, as if his huge dick was some sort of inconvenience for others.

“I do, show me already.” You chuckled, not sure what he was being shy for.

"Okay." He nodded, unbuckling his belt, and lowering his jeans, together with his boxers.

Holy shit.

How was a dick that big even possible? You didn't even think that dicks like that actually existed. And it wasn't just long, but also thick. No wonder his ex broke up with him. You were pretty sure that dick wouldn't fit anywhere.

"Wow." You couldn't believe your eyes.

"Told you. It's big. You wouldn’t believe me." He shrugged.

"Can I touch it?" You asked, still unable to avert your eyes.

"If you want." He agreed, a little surprised but not put off by the idea.

You grabbed his dick and slowly moved your hand up and down his length, marveling at how big and heavy it was, how thick. His cock was truly impressive, and it seemed to get even bigger as you stroked him. You wondered what it would be like to take him.

“Wow. This is amazing. How can you fit this inside a girl?" You were truly impressed, and couldn't help but keep stroking his cock.

"I can't." He admitted, his breathing starting to quicken. “No girl can take it, they always start out confident but when it’s actually in… they can't take it. Not even halfway through. I have never met a girl that can take me all the way, even the ones that brag about having experience are not able to." He sounded dejected.

"I bet I can." You challenged him.

"No. You can't. There's no way." He scoffed. All of the girls said the exact same thing, and it never worked out, ever.

“Want to bet? If I can’t take it, I’ll give you 200 bucks.” You said, not convinced by his pessimism.

"200 dollars? That's a lot of money." He said, surprised by your proposal, but he shrugged. “But alright, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

—

"Are you sure about this?" He asked, for what seemed to be the hundredth time.

“If you ask me one more time… I will leave." You said, annoyed.

"Sorry. Just don’t want to hurt you." He apologized with a defeated sigh. It made you feel bad for getting annoyed, but Jungkook really had nothing to worry about.

You got this.

Jungkook held onto his cock as he pushed the head of it against your slick pussy lips. Your body tensed a bit, but he took his time, working on you slowly. You breathed deeply and relaxed, spreading your legs further as his shaft dragged against your sensitive skin. His cock was so hard and thick that it rubbed against every single inch of your folds.

Jungkook continued to move his hips back and forth, his errection dragging against your clit with each thrust. The sensation was amazing, and your body was trembling in pleasure, and he wasn’t even in yet.

The tip poked against your lower belly as he continued to rub the shaft against your pussy, his hips moving slow and steady.

“Want it.” You whined.

“Yeah?” He whispered.

"Yeah."

He lined himself up with your entrance, pressing the head against it. You tilted your head back, fuck, that was only the head, how could you feel this full already?

Jungkook began to slide his cock into your wet, aching pussy. His cock was stretching you out so wide, it felt incredible. He stopped when the head was all the way in, giving you a moment to adjust. Jungkook slowly pushed his cock deeper inside you, inch by inch. You could feel his cock filling up every inch of you, the stretch and pressure so intense, it was almost too much.

"Shit, you’re stretching me so good…” You moaned, as his cock kept going deeper.

"How are you taking it so well? I can't believe you can take it this far, pussy takes big cock so good, baby." He pushed in more, eager to fill you with every inch.

You couldn't speak, the sensations were overwhelming. It felt like your pussy was being stretched to its limits, and there was a pressure deep inside you that made your mind go blank.

Jungkook's cock was buried all the way inside you now. You were filled up completely, and it was the most amazing feeling you'd ever experienced.

"Don’t move,” It felt as if he would rip you in two if he pulled out even a little bit. "Not yet. Give me a minute." You whimpered, as you adjusted to his length and girth.

Jungkook nodded, kissing your neck, his hands cupping your breasts.

“This is how pussy feels, huh? Fuck, this is amazing. So tight, warm, perfect." He whispered against your ear, as he kept his dick deep inside. “It’s like my cock is being choked and squeezed, so good.”

“Told you… I could take it.” You said in a shaky breath, sitting up only to peek at where your bodies were joined, impressed to see how your body managed to take that monster cock in.

“You can move now." You gave him permission.

Jungkook started to move his hips back and forth.

The pressure from his dick was too intense, it felt like you were being split open, and you thought you were going to pass out from how good it felt. You held in your breath, unable to moan as you tilted your head back and closed your eyes, enjoying the feeling of his cock stretching you wide.

Whereas you were silent, Jungkook was grunting, groaning, panting, moaning, he couldn’t contain his pleasure. Jungkook was overwhelmed by the feeling of being buried deep inside you. His thrusts were slow and deep, his cock pushing against your inner walls, massaging them.

You opened your eyes and glanced at his face, he looked like he was in ecstasy, his mouth was open and he was moaning with every thrust.

His cock felt incredible, so big, so deep.

You had never felt anything like it before.

"I can't believe I'm fucking a pussy that can take my whole cock. Shit, it feels amazing. Pussy is so tight and wet. So fucking good. Never felt anything like it. Fuck!” Jungkook licked his bottom lip, picking up the pace.

Jungkook was pounding you now, his cock thrusting in and out of your dripping pussy, hitting all the right spots. Fuck, you were seeing stars, your whole body was on fire.

You couldn't stop yourself from screaming in pleasure. You spread your legs as far as you possible could, allowing him to thrust even deeper into you. Jungkook continued his relentless rhythm, his thrusts were hard and fast, the sounds of his cock slamming into your pussy filled the room.

The feeling of his dick filling you up was indescribable, it was pure bliss.

“Want to ride you, want to sit on that cock." You needed to feel in control, and you wanted him to watch you as you sat on his massive dick.

Jungkook pulled out and laid down on the bed, his dick standing straight up, and you couldn’t wait to take it all again.

You straddled his hips, hovering above his erection and you slowly lowered yourself down onto his cock, gasping as it slid into you, the pressure and friction sending waves of pleasure through your body.

Jungkook's hands were on your ass, helping you move up and down on his cock. He was thrusting his hips upward, matching your rhythm, driving his dick even deeper into you.

"God, you look so hot riding my cock. Never would’ve thought to see this.” He bit his lip, his eyes roaming over your body.

"So big…” All you could think of was how his cock felt inside of you, how shallow it might sound… you couldn’t even think of the person attached to it.

Jungkook was now holding onto your hips, pulling you down harder onto his dick. His thrusts were strong, and fast, and it felt so fucking good.

"Fuck, I can't last any longer. Gonna cum soon." His thrusts became erratic and he was moaning loudly, his whole body shaking. You rested your hands on his chest, grinding against him, trying to match his rhythm.

"Y/N… like that, love it just like that." He moaned, his breathing unsteady, his fingers now gripping into your thighs.

“Yes, yes…” You whispered, riding his cock, feeling your own orgasm build up inside of you.

“Ah!” Jungkook beat you to it, his body stiffened as his cum spurted inside of you, filling you up. He was gasping for air, his face was flushed, and his grip on your hips loosened, he ran his fingers through his hair as he squirted his cum deep inside of you. It was as if he had a never ending supply of cum, shooting spurt after spurt, his cock throbbing as it emptied its load inside you.

“Keep going, y/n, you didn’t come yet, I’ll stay hard, take what you need, keep going." He encouraged, his breathing still shaky, his dick was still hard, and it was pulsating inside you.

"Yeah." You whispered, continuing to bounce on his dick, the feeling of his cum inside of you and the sight of him beneath you, sweaty, breathing hard, his hair sticking to his forehead, was so incredibly sexy. The sound of your drenched in cum pussy sucking him back in was loud, his cock coated in your juices and the cum that was spilling out of you was bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

You leaned back, resting your hands on his thighs as you moved up and down, faster, deeper, until you were finally climaxing, your orgasm taking over your body. Your body shook and your eyes fluttered open and shut as the warmth spread through your whole body, you had never felt anything like it before. You could feel the hot cum leaking out of you, and it just kept coming.

Your hips slowed as you rode out your orgasm, and when it was over, you collapsed onto the bed, panting.

“Jungkook?”

“Yeah?”

“You owe me 200 bucks.”

[motherearthlovesus]

theo nott & regulus black eiffel tower you in france

pairings: theodore nott x regulus black x reader

warnings: 18+, smut, praise, rough sex, double penetration, unprotected vaginal sex, oral sex (m. receiving), threesome, swallowing cum, being cummed on, bad italian & french

summary: on a alumni trip to beaubaxtons, seeing the eiffel tower sparks theo and regulus' imagination - based on this mini imagine

the eiffel tower glimmered in the fading sunset, enchanting a group of hogwarts students who stood mesmerized by the iconic structure. accompanying them was a handful of respected alumni, including, yourself, theodore nott and regulus black, and some other people you never knew very well in school. you had all volunteered to guide the students through their trip to beauxbatons due to the professors busy schedules.

theodore leaned against a nearby railing, a sly grin forming on his lips. regulus stood beside him, trying to ignore a group of fawning 6th-years.

“this view, it gives me an idea.” theo remarked to regulus

“what are you on about nott?” he snarked, walking away from the school girls

theodore's head jerked towards you and he raised a questioning eyebrow, smirking. regulus looked between you, theo and the eiffel tower, a grin immediately plastered his face.

"watch this" theo boasted.

the boys sauntered over to you, theo casually draping his arm around you. you know theo well enough to know that this was definitely cause for suspicion.

"ah sfarzosa, just the girl we want to see" theo threw a wink at regulus that went unnoticed by you. "we'll be stopping by your place later, we have trip admin do to tonight"

you raised an eyebrow, “trip admin? what trip admin?”

regulus chimed in, his expression teasing. “yeah, what trip admin? And doesn't someone needs to be on hallway duty to stop the kids from sneaking out”

“oh, longbottom can take care of that,” theo replied dismissively, waving a hand. “mcgonagall just called, she's making us do it. we’ll see you there at eight.” theo gabbled.

before you could say anything else, the boys had slipped away almost as instantaneously as they had appeared

"watch this" regulus mocked

"well you didn't bloody help!" theo retorted pushing regulus as far away as he could.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

you were in the shower when you heard a knock at the door

"fuck" you muttered, quickly turning off the shower and jumping into a fluffy white hotel bathrobe, "how long was i in there?"

you raced to the door and glanced at the clock. 7:30.

you swung the door open and said remarked coldy "you're early!" without a moments hesitation

longbottom stood there flustered and staring at your chest. you looked down and concealed the small about of cleavage showing.

"oh longbottom, its like you've never seen boobs before"

he laughed it off in a way which did not inspire confidence in that fact, "i just came to ask why no body is on hallway duty"

suddenly, a manly hand clamped onto neville's soft shoulder, "that's because you're supposed to be on hallway duty, longbottom"

"oh, right" neville agreed and briskly walked off around the corner. clearly just wanting to leave the situation,

"poor longbottom looked like he was about to have a heart attack" theo feigned sympathy.

"you really should be more careful" regulus added as the boys squeezed past you, regulus shutting the door with his heel

“so, what’s this about admin duty?” you asked, crossing your arms skeptically.

“oh you know, just some itinerary and transport logistics,” theodore said smoothly, a charming smile plastered on his face “gotta keep the trip running smoothly.” he glanced over at Regulus, who was nodding along.

you arched an eyebrow, “really? because i just spoke with professor mcgonagall, and she told me that luna already handled the schedules.”

they glanced quickly at each other, smirked and both put their hands up in defeat.

"merdé" smirked regulus

"you caught us" theo added.

"we just wanted to spend some time with you, trésor"

"but can you blame us? paris is supposed to literally and figuarivley be one of the most magical places on the planet, so obviously we wanted to spend it with the brightest witch we know" theo said as he walked over to you and took your robe off your shoulder.

“you know, it’s not every day we’re in paris with a view like this,” theo hummed

“so, we were thinking we could celebrate by doing something special” regulus continued, stepping closer to untie your robe. you let it drop to the floor, leaving you standing there completely naked. the cool air blew in through the balcony door you forgot to close, causing your nipples to harden.

“pazzo, i can’t decide which view is more beautiful,” theo said, walking around to the side of the bed, his eyes gazing up and down your body.

"i can" regulus said as he bent you over the foot of the bed, he spanked your ass once on each cheek, admiring the view he chose. your breath caught as he suddenly slid his fingers up and down the entrance to your core.

“it seems she’s ready for us, theo” regulus teased lustfully.

“hold her there,” theo instructed, his voice low and sultry. he climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of you, positioning himself just inches away from your mouth.

“now, be a good girl and open up for me,” theo commanded softly, a smirk playing on his lips. with a nod of obedience, you opened your mouth, he caressed your face and he slid himself in. at the same time, regulus positioned himself behind you, teasingly running his tip along your slick core before roughly pushing inside. the dual sensations of pleasure made you gasp around theo, the sound vibrating against him, causing his eyes to darken with pleasure. your body shudders with arousal at being completely filled up.

“parfaite” regulus said, thrusting in deep and slow, his fingers digging into your hips. the rhythm was synced perfectly with theo’s movements, it was driving you crazy.

theo gripped your hair, pulling your head back so that your gaze to meet his as he pushed deeper into your mouth with slow, deliberate strokes. “così, proprio così” he moaned.

you had no idea what any of their words had meant—only that they dripped with hunger, and the way regulus’s voice began to fracture, made it clear you were driving him mad. whatever they was saying, it was exactly what you wanted to hear.

theo’s thumb pressed against your bottom lip, pulling it down just slightly as his gaze bored into yours "look at her,” he drawled, his tone full of smug pleasure. “look at how well she takes us both.” regulus' hips slammed into your ass at such a fast pace, that theo's dick was hitting the back of your throat with each stroke. the overwhelming rhythm between them was relentless—regulus’s rough, deep thrusts drove you forward onto theo until tears welled in your eyes and the pleasure became blinding. with a strangled moan muffled around theo, you came hard, your walls clenching desperately around regulus, pulling him even deeper. your legs threatened to give out, as a second wave of pleasure cam crashing over you.

"there it is,” regulus moaned in between thrusts, the praise curling around you like silk.

“now, sweetheart, be ready” theo said, his breath hitching and his cock twitching in your mouth.

he released himself in your mouth, you could taste the warmth and the salty sweetness of him as you swallowed. the scene sent regulus over the edge as at the next moment he pulled out and painted your back. the sensation sent shivers down your spine. regulus stood there for a moment panting before pulling out his wand.

"scourgify" he said pointing at your sticky back. theo pulled you up onto the bed and placed you down in the middle of it. regulus climbed into bed on the other side and brushed a strand of hair from your face, his fingers lingering on your cheek as his dark eyes studied you with a mix of admiration and mischief.

“you know, we really should do this more often,” he mused.

you smirked, “only if you earn it. you guys don't want me thinking you're easy, do you?”

"no we wouldn't" theo chuckled “how do we do that?”

"that's for you to figure out; i'm far too tired," you murmured, rolling into theo's arms. with regulus then curling up behind you, it felt as though you were floating, and your eyes fluttered shut, welcoming sleep.

reblogs & feedback are super appreciated <3

there was a million ways i could've ended this but i clearly chose the most boring way 😔😔😔😔 i didn't mean for this to be so long but writing threesomes is inherently more complicated, i think.

also if u spot any spelling or grammar mistakes pls lemme know im super sleepy xoxo

[twstbookclub]

I really like the writing about Silver until now and I hope you don't mind a request

Can I request him? Quite angsty. Where MC and Silver kinda failed to tell their feelings for one another, until MC had a chance to go home and given a choice to stay or to go home to their original world.

Tho I prefer a happy ending. So I would like to see how it ends :")

It all changes overnight.

Summary: You and Silver are genuinely in love, but neither of you wish to tell each other as to not ruin the relationship that's already been developed. You find out that a way home has been found, and you can finally leave... but do you really want to? POV: 2nd POV Pronouns: Gender Neutral Admin/Writer: Kai⚔️ Tags: Silver, MC gets to go home, angst, angst with a happy ending, romance, request Word Count: 1,452

A/N: I am so sorry that this took so long to write ;; I'll be honest, I didn't even know how to start this. The other admins and I discussed time and time again and we would get stumped just trying to figure out what could make Silver have to suddenly leave or for the moment to be interrupted. That, and I had moved homes, had to find a new job, and lots of other life events, so it put my writer life on hold. Now that the job I have is a lot more laid back, I can finally go back to freely writing and being able to post again. To our regular readers and those who are just finding this page again; thank you all for waiting and reading. We will do our best to bring back the page even if it is a slow process, and we will come back with more ideas(trust me, we have a lot already planned out and ready to write) Enjoy your request finally being posted, requester.

“He fell asleep in the classroom again…” You whisper softly, while standing in front of the silver-haired boy’s desk, with a gentle smile.

“You’re lucky to not have your club today.”

Your eyes stay on him while carefully moving hair strands out of his face. You loved him. It was like a fairytale based on love at first sight. Meeting him was something very unexpected. Well, finding yourself in the world of Twisted Wonderland was weird enough as is.

The light of the sunset would shine on his perfect and kind features, his gentleness visible from miles away. You take your hand away after a few more seconds and look away, getting ready to leave the classroom.

“Prefect?” A voice calls out, which quickly catches your attention, and you turn to see Crowley standing at the classroom door. You look at Silver one more time before walking away to talk to the Headmaster.

“Well, young student, I have some good news for you.” The Headmaster began to speak, and the term “good news” made you perk up.

“Ah, I see you’re interested. So, I’ll tell you.”

You nod once and listen attentively. “Is it news about me getting to go home?” You ask, that topic being the only thing you could call good—amazing news even.

Crowley turned his expression into one that was deadpan and unenthusiastic. “Now you’ve ruined my surprise.”

“I—” You were about to retort, but then Crowley’s words began to click. “Wait… What? I can finally go home!?” Your voice was filled with excitement at the realization.

“You can. I was able to confirm that what we found out before was true.” The headmaster was excited for you, and all you could do was feel relief.

Before you knew it, the figure you had been taking care of was standing beside you.

“Prefect.”

“Silver…” You say with a bit of surprise, turning your head to see him.

“Silver! Have you heard about us figuring out a way to send the prefect back home?” Crowley said with excitement. Silver’s expression became surprised before he looked at you. After that, Crowley left and you were left with a slightly awkward situation.

You didn’t know what to say, so you gave Silver a nervous smile instead. “Oops…?”

Silver took a moment before laughing lightly and starting to walk with you. The pace was slow, but the tension was thick enough to break a knife. You mostly stare around, but occasionally share small smiles and glances with him.

Walking all the way to his dorm, by the time you both arrive, it’s almost curfew. You stop at the start of the bridge ahead and look at him, feeling a bit guilty. “I’m sorry for not telling you. I just—”

“Why are you apologizing?” His words caught you off guard, yet they were warming your heart somehow. “You get to go home, and that’s amazing. You’ve been here for so long, and who knows what’s going on in your world.”

His words were genuine and they made you smile, but the feeling of letting this place go was painful. “I know, but Silver—”

“Go back home. You deserve to go back home.” Silver had a gentle smile on his face, yet it only hurt more. You wanted to scream about how you felt about him, just before it was too late.

“Silver… I—”

“Silver!!!” 

A loud voice from across the bridge calls out to the silver-haired boy, and instantly catches his attention. It was Sebek.

“Malleus-sama is looking for you!”

You were in a bit of disbelief at the timing, but you knew that Malleus was the first priority for the students of the Diasomnia dormitory. You could only give him a bitter smile to convince and reassure him. “Go see what Malleus needs. We can talk at another time.”

Silver only looked at you with slight disappointment, before he returned your smile. “Thank you. Tell me what you want to say another time, okay?”

You nodded and walked off to go back to your own dorm. You wanted to tell him, just in case you wouldn’t see each other again. Even just telling him would be enough, but it didn’t seem like life wanted that for you.

The next day, the morning sun greeted everything with a beautiful hello, but you were standing right in front of the Mirror Chamber with the portal open to go home. You were hesitant to even step through. You really didn’t want to go home, but you had a life apart from this vastly different world.

It hurt. You knew that a way home was right in front of you, but deep down, you weren’t ready to leave yet. The thought of leaving everything behind was creating a tight feeling in your chest. It was a loss. Leaving Twisted Wonderland and going home wasn’t what you wanted, but never returning home didn’t sound proper. You had to go home. This story shouldn’t have happened.

You took a breath and stepped forward, but stopped at the sound of the door to the Mirror Chamber opening. You turned around and saw Silver standing there, heavily breathing and looking worried. “Prefect…”

“Silver? How did you—” 

“Lilia told me. Crowley told all of the housewardens that you decided to go home,” he said as he moved closer to where you were, but still kept his distance. “Were you planning on leaving without saying goodbye?”

“I didn’t w—I mean—” You didn’t know how to explain in a logical way, so the last resort was to just let everything out.

“How could I say goodbye when I don’t even know if I want to leave? I don’t want to leave you, my friends, or anything at all here.”

“Then why didn’t you talk to someone first?” Silver was careful and gentle with his words, like he always was with you, but that’s what made you want to burst.

“Because the only person I wanted to talk to was you! I wanted you to be the person that convinced me to stay, but we never got that chance,” you spoke with a pain in your heart. Your breathing was getting shaky just trying to hold everything in.

His eyes widen at what he’s hearing, but he keeps his tone soft. “What are you talking about? We’ve had that chance—” 

“No, we haven’t. I didn’t want to tell anyone, until Crowley gave me the confirmation that I could go home. I tried to tell you yesterday, but I know how important it is to attend to Malleus, so I let you go. Then, you told me that I deserved to go home, so I gave up on trying,” you explained and watched him get closer to pull you away from the portal.

Silver slowly placed his hands on your shoulders and began to speak firmly, “Call me. Text me. Even if it’s at the brink of dawn, if you need someone to listen to you, I will fight off my drowsiness to be there for you, as long as you need me to be there. I will not leave you alone. I will not leave you to suffer alone. If you want me to be there for you, then I will do that. I will not leave your side until you push me away, but even if you do that, I will not leave until I know you no longer need me.”

His words were like bandaids plastered to your broken heart, keeping you from falling deeper into the despair of the situation. The urge to cry was there, but instead, you let out a small string of words without realizing it.

Yet, he said the same words along with you.

“I love you.”

Both of you looked at each other with surprise, yet it would slowly melt into affection the more you stared into his eyes.

“As much as you deserve to go home, don’t go. Deep down, I don’t want you to go.”

Your eyes widen at the sound of him practically pleading for your stay. It was so new to you, but you could feel the impact of his words regardless.

“I know you have a life back in your world, but you have a life here too. You can keep going to Night Raven College, hang out with us and, while this isn’t something that could convince you completely… You can be with me,” Silver spoke while looking directly at you, giving you a smile at the end of his words.

You felt your heart grow warm, but you began to feel your face getting hotter from how flustered you were getting.

Maybe staying in this world wouldn’t be so bad.

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[nom-noms-things]

Okay so fic recommendations from me! Also absolutely no t*cst some of you are ew

Crossovers and 2012 fics

When the world crumbles - by Starryeyedace3/@tmnt-obsessed-ace (if you are uncomfortable with getting tagged then please tell me)

Quick explanation: 2012 and rise crossover which the 2012 kraang do another Invasion and the boys go through the portal to get to dimension x but they get to the rise dimension and leonardo is going through it

Sunshine of the woods - again by Starryeyedace3 or their tumblr name

Quick explanation: rise!mikey gets sent into the 2012 dimension in early season 3 and the boys will help him get back home when they get back to New York

Lost but never found - again by Starryeyedace3 or the same tumblr name

Quick explanation: 2012!Leonardo gets sent into the rise dimension and gets amnesia and rise leo quickly becomes his new friend and basically wants to protect him

They also have another au called same story different font in their blog check it out!

The algae is always greener on the other side - by ObsidianCreates on ao3/@obsidiancreates (if you are uncomfortable with getting tagged then please tell me)

Quick explanation: crossover between rise and 2012 and they watch their own shows that's basically it

The last ronin becomes a discord admin - by MelonPalooza/@melonpalooza (if you feel uncomfortable with getting tagged please tell me)

Quick explanation: ronin becomes a discord admin and 2012, 2003 and rise are there too its just a silly discord fic

Wedding bells and magic portals - again by MelonPalooza

Quick explanation: capriltello wedding and rapmona have babies that are gonna hatch, then a portal thing happens and they are in the rise dimension

We are infinite - by celestron_oOo on ao3!

Quick explanation: 2012!leo gets sent to the rise dimension and meets his counterpart but it's good! Also gram-gram training!

The question is violence and the answer is pizza - by anonymous on ao3!

Quick explanation: 2012!donnie makes a group chat with rise because he lost a bet and then he quickly realizes that making the group chat was a good thing, also 2012 crew are like parental figures for rise

Sunset linings - by @iamheretemporarly (if you are uncomfortable with being tagged please tell me)

Quick explanation: 2012 boys have to defuse the mutagen bomb but get sent into ronin's dimension

Shredder's Vendetta - by Cass_Phoenix on ao3!

Quick explanation: super shredder tries to posses leon and the 2012 boys help him and his brothers to get rid of super shredder

Two souls - by virgilisspidey on ao3! Also in tumblr

Quick explanation: 2012! Leo fucking dies in his own dimension and is now a parental/brother/mother figure and only rise!leo can see him, he renamed himself aoi, also they sometimes rewrite some of the rise episodes with aoi in them!

Now to the non crossover fics! 2012 time!

Fusions - by AmevelloBlue on ao3!

Quick explanation: after the episode of plan 10 a weird device appears and I just love this idea

What is wrong with me - by averie_sol on ao3!

Quick explanation: 2012!Leonardo has autism (just like me frrr) and is transfem, also aprilnardo!!!

Deadweight - by MorikoTheHalfAngel on ao3!

Quick explanation: 2012 season 3 fix it fic where Leo's healing is more realistic its good!

Breaks And Cracks In The Surface - by Deiohx on ao3!

Quick explanation: another season 3 fix-it-fic!

Fuse box - by alltheyears on ao3!

Quick explanation: leonardo centric but his brothers are worried about him

Terminator - by KawaiiNinja on ao3!

Quick explanation: mikey's T-phone gets accidentally mutated and sends the boys to the among us game, also this is after season 4 (also it has a lot of violence)

The shock of victory - by sailor_the_robot on ao3!

Quick explanation: they get back to the lair after beating super shredder, raph helps leo get the blood off

Ashes - by sklyully on ao3!

Quick explanation: timeline takes place at "follow the leader" but it's with leonardo almost dying, read it! It's good!

All that bends also breaks - by runen on ao3!

Quick explanation: leonardo with ptsd and trauma almost dies in the lair if he didn't call mikey, so basically leonardo tries to heal himself

Never love an anchor - by ILOVEDYOULIKETHESUN

Quick explanation: 2012 season 1 finale which leonardo almost drowns if the brothers didn't save her, also uses she/he Pronouns!

Blah Blah Blah - by WhaleSharkPrince on ao3!

Quick explanation: I know the name of the fic is missliding but the fic is very angsty and uh I cried yes, also leo uses she/her Pronouns! Uh hahah yeah..where's the tissues

Fearless leader - by Evesbese on ao3!

Quick explanation: after splinter passed away leo just suggest they go to the farmhouse and uh the others and him are not taking it very well

Where it all began - by @probably-not-a-rutabaga on tumblr and their ao3 is TinyPotato02

Quick explanation: I don't wanna explain the whole fic so I'll just say that splinter raised leo as a soldier instead of a son and told him to ignore his brothers

Late night conversations (In a Bathroom from the 1980s) - by hopefullysimple on ao3!

Quick explanation: the brothers are just chatting in the bathroom and share childhood memories

Drifting away - by fireworksinthenight on ao3!

Quick explanation: follow the leader episode fic!! A lot of self doubt, depression and wating to not lead anymore, leonardo just goes through a hard time

So yeah I'm a dad now - by RavagedRed on ao3!

Quick explanation: 2012!raph becomes a dad to a 4 year old girl who got mutated into a turtle tot and her name is Lita

New Stars (happy hearts) by Tirayed on ao3!

Quick explanation: transfem leo fic! She tells raph first and gets so scared to tell the others but they're just happy they have a sister, also!! Leo's knee injury!

Whoa this took so long and I just love those fics!

Now I'm gonna go and take a snack goodbye! <33

[juliansjss]

“ WHEN YOU GET BACK ON A SATURDAY NIGHT . . . AND YOUR HEAD IS CAVING IN “ | Faust ! |

Warnings : fem!reader, public sex, p in v, softdom!faust, blowjobs, honestly pretty vanilla if I’m being completely honest. (I do not support the actual person, or the band mayhem, just Valter playing a part.)

admin note : it’s Julian and all I’m saying is I have a new found love and appreciation for Valter, and idk where it came from

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The day had started fairly normal. You and the taller man had got there around six PM, the place was bumping with people. The fair has always been one of your favorite places since you were a child.

Everything from the greasy food, and the spinny rides, you loved it all. It screamed of nostalgia and childhood. You loved it, and you made it abundantly clear. Yet, it was still pretty shocking when Faust came with the idea to go together, as somewhat of a date. It came as a major shock, since that kind of thing didn’t scream him. But it screamed you, and he knew that. It was something you had brung up multiple times since the two had been together.

So that’s how you ended up, a large lemonade cup in one hand and the man’s hand in your other. He however, stuck out like a sore thumb. The man’s dark and moody aesthetic clashing against the bright yellow and pink that was spread across the park.

He rubbed your hand, even if it wasn’t his scene, it made you happy and that’s all that really mattered.

The first ride you got on, was a simple one. The music express, a classic, as Faust said. You agreed. The two of you get in, him on the outside of the ride. As the ride begins, you cuddle on his side as the ride moves you that way anyways. It was a sweet couple of moments, having fun without worry about anything else.

The night went like that on multiple rides, until you found some seats to watch as the sunset and fireworks began to go off. The two of you cuddled into each other, a soft kiss tucked into your head by the man. A happy smile on both of your faces as the night began to calm down.

Most of the children that had been there before, were gone by now. Mostly replaced by older teenagers and adults. It made everything slow down. The two of you felt more comfortable being outright romantic. From kissing to his arm wrapped around you, in a protective embrace. The smile plastered on your face was enough to last for days.

The two of you walked around a little more, playing games as most of the rides were closing down as it hit close to 10:30pm. It was time to go, you knew that.

“Can we get some late dinner?” You said, moving your head to look up at the man, with a curious expression.

“Of course,” he mumbled quietly, “what are you thinking?” He said, looking back down at you.

“There’s a diner about 5 minutes away? Heard they got good burgers” you said, with a soft laugh.

“Sounds great.” He said, returning the soft smile on his face.

The two of you walked to his small car, putting your stuff in the back seat. And drove down to the small diner, there were about 3 other groups of people, which wasn’t all that bad.

The both of you got a small booth, close to the window. The waiter came up to you both, taking your drink order.

A water for him, and a sprite for you. Pretty normal for the both of you. Then once that was brought to the table, the both of you ordered.

The dinner went pretty smooth, the two of you paid and sat up.

“Can you come with me, real quick?” He mumbled against your head softly.

You nodded quickly, a little confused as he dragged you into the family bathroom quickly. That’s when you noticed the strain against the man’s jeans. Oh. That’s what it was.

“That’s so sweet.” You mumbled, staring up at him, “can’t wait to take me until we get home?”

The man shook his head, as he kissed you deep. Lots of tongue. God it was so hot, you couldn’t even lie. The risk factor, his tongue pushing against yours as you flushed against the wall.

His hand, pushed under your thigh and your leg wrapped around his hip, the position reeling with passion and lust. And that’s all that was there.

“Fuck, you’re so hot. You wanna suck me off?” He whispered, he wasn’t the greatest at dirty talk, but that was okay. It didn’t matter when the want pushed through him like none before.

“You know I do.” You said, getting down on knees, shimmying the cardigan off your shoulders, to land at your back and the wall, before taking the straps of the lacey black tank top off your shoulder, pushing them down to let your chest show, moving to unclip the deep burgundy bra off.

A deep primal groan came from deep in his throat as he saw the scene in front of him, grabbing your chin, leaning down to kiss you roughly once again. “Don’t be too loud, got it? Can’t get caught.” He whispered, and you knew it was more for what was bound to happen.

A soft nod came from you, as he began running your hand up and down his cock, a smile plastered on your face as you watched the man above you. His long hair falling in front of his eyes, watching you like a hawk.

You stroked him for a while longer, before leaning down to lick him, softly at first before you began grabbing his thighs to keep yourself grounded as you thrusting him into your mouth, his soft groans and grunts, like your own special music to your ears. You continued thrusting him into your mouth with a big smile, taking it with no fear as he tangled his large hands in your hair.

“Mm, fuck. I’m gonna cum.” He whispered out, his hands tangling in your hair tighter, making you squeak out a moan, you nodded as permission for him to do just that.

And that’s what he did, cumming down your throat with a deep groan, he grabbed your chin roughly and you opened your mouth, showing none of the cum left over. “That’s a good girl.” You smiled as he helped you up.

Maybe it was a bit gross to be on your knees and giving a blowjob in a random diner at 1am, but it wasn’t really the worse place the two of you had fucked, and you knew what you were getting into when the two of you had gotten into a relationship, it was okay.

“Wanna fuck you, baby.” He whispered against your ear, as you began stroking him once again.

“Want you to fuck me.” You said, humming as you continued until you felt him get hard under your touch, didn’t take too long.

“See what you do to me? Get me so worked up, so quick.” He mumbled against your neck, as he began littering it with hickeys bubbling up against the skin. He grabbed his wallet, grabbing a condom from it. The picture of you two, smiling brightly as you kissed, from behind the packaging.

He slid it on as quickly as possible, tossing the wrapping in the trashcan not too far from the two of you. As he pushed himself into you, you let out a soft yelp. It never got old, the slight stretch against him.

“That feels good, stay still for me, pretty girl.” He whispered in your ear, and you listened, how could you not with the sweetly sick tone?

So , you just nodded as he began to thrust slightly into you, not too quick, but not fast enough at the same time. You looked at him and he looked back at you with a knowing look, thrusting into you a bit faster as he brought his hand up to cover your mouth, as he began leaving more hickeys, down your body, stopping at your chest as he took your nipple in his mouth.

The moan you let out could have very well been from a porn, the mumble against his hand. He snapped, still not detaching his mouth from you, but bringing the hand to rub your clip even faster than his thrusts. The some whimpers and groans coming from the bathroom, was quite definitely the reason you heard the kitchen staff becoming increasingly louder as they cleaned up for the night. You would feel bad about it, but for now you were far too concerned with the pleasure between your thighs to give a fuck about what was happening behind that door.

“Fuck, please.. I’m gonna.. cum.” You said breathlessly, mumbled and whiny, as you watched the man in front of you.

“Me too, sweetheart. Cmon, that’s okay.” He mumbled, finally taking his mouth from your boob, taking his hand from your mouth to kiss you deeply.

You moaned into his mouth, as you finished against him. Your heart beating out of your chest as he groaned against you, finishing in the condom.

You both caught your breath as he took himself out of you, and as he threw the condom away.

“I love you.” He whispered, as the two began to clean up.

“I love you too, thank you for the sweet date.” You said, standing on your tippy toes to kiss his cheek.

[the-forests-blessing]

Chapter 21

Lukas made it back by evening. 

     The sun descending the distant mountainscape had provided a beautiful sunset for our tired traveler and his equally sleepy feline companion. Their shadows fell over the grass, following alongside the two of them until they finally made it past the broken wall and into the cold, dark alleyway. 

     Now having finally returned to his room, he can see the clouds and how they darken, for even the mixing hues of orange and pink are no challenge to the gloomy gray rain clouds draining the sky of its color. 

     He holds his clean sleepwear in his arms, only seconds away from turning to the bathroom to finally shower off all the dirt and mud clinging to his skin. However, the memory of Admin causes him to linger. Knowing that he’s out there, once again alone, without a shelter from the rain. The trees must provide some cover, but Lukas knows better than to trust the clusters of branches intertwining with one another to keep his friend dry. He knows from first hand experience that that alone will never be enough. 

     The thought of Admin sitting alone, pelted by the heavy rain in wait for Lukas to return, brings a special kind of heartache to the author.

     With a tired sigh, Lukas turns and looks towards the bed, finding an equally exhausted Dewey sprawled out over the comforter, the setting sun casting a warm glow over his spotted pelt. The poor ocelot was lights-out the moment he collapsed on the bed, but unfortunately for Lukas, he has to actually clean himself up before having that luxury. 

     That warm shower felt like a gift from the creators. 

     The faucet creaks as his hand twists it, the water coming to a full stop, leaving only droplets to patter against the tile floor. He eventually makes it to the mirror, finding it to be fogged up from the steam. Wiping the fog away with his palm reveals his new wound to himself for the first time. He avoided it coming in here, but looking upon himself now, he cannot help but grimace at the grisly bruising that engulfs his left eye. 

     The memory of Aiden coming at him flashes in his mind, causing Lukas to jolt and tense where he stands. He won’t ever forget the truly disgraceful act that man committed, kicking Dewey. Lukas’ hands tighten into fists, glaring at himself, his wounds, just to find his heartbeat quicken as his adrenaline spikes at the infuriating memory. 

     Emotionally and physically exhausted, he decides not to dwell on this. He dries himself off and gets himself warm and cozy in clean clothes before tucking himself into bed. 

     His mind spirals the moment he lays his head down into the pillows. His thoughts swarming like bees, with one thing after another keeping him from finally committing to the comfort the bed means to provide. He’s tossing and turning for a few minutes, even rousing Dewey up from his own sleep just for the ocelot to grumble and turn his body away from his restless human. For someone who’s just had a day like his, covered in aches and bruises, he’d hoped he’d be knocked out by now.

     Eventually, Lukas finds himself on his left side, staring out past the window, towards the trees again. Just as he’s come to do nearly every night before falling asleep.

     S t a y

     Lukas’ lips pinch into a deep frown. Stay where? Where would he want me to stay? Memory of the Admin’s look of disapproval with Lukas’ response sparks curiosity. Oh how he wishes so badly he knew what was going on in the big guy’s head. 

     If… If Admin had a home , Lukas would feel more comfortable with the idea of staying with him. Unfortunately, as much as the ecologist loves nature, he doesn't love being doused in rain from head to toe. Trudging around the forest with soaked socks doesn’t sound very appealing. He’d require a roof over his head… and a place to bathe that isn’t a freezing river. 

     Well… he does have god powers. Maybe he can just… make a shelter? 

     That might be kind of a big ask. The more Lukas gives it some thought, the more selfish it feels to be asking such a big favor for his own personal gain. As if the Admin hasn’t done enough for him already…

     Either that or I may have to finally delve deep into some building ideas. 

     That sounds much more suitable. Even though he’s never truly built anything before, there must be a place and time to start. He’s not even sure if Admin himself has building experience. He may be going in completely blind to this massive side project-! One that he’s not even sure if quite necessary. 

      It can’t hurt to look into it. Lukas’ eyes drift shut on that. A trip to the library tomorrow it is then…  

     It comes as no surprise that Dewey doesn’t show interest in going out today. Asking the ocelot only got Lukas a growl and irritable tail flick from his slumbering feline. Lukas sighed, giving his little friend a soft, relieved smile before heading out the door. He feels good knowing Dewey will stay behind today. The memory of that dreadful kick that led Lukas to planting a fist against Aiden’s ugly face resides at the forefront of his mind.

     Today is just a day of relaxation and healing. He told Admin he’d take this day off to regain his energy, so he feels a bit better knowing the deity won’t be expecting him, but the thought of surprising him with his presence does sound kind of fun. As he descends the stairs leading down to the BeacInn’s front lobby, he can’t help but smile at the thought, wondering if Admin would be happy to see him.

     “Oh my gosh– Lukas?” 

     Lukas halts in his steps, having just nearly made it to the front door without being caught. The author cringes with his back turned towards the familiar voice, but turns and presents himself with a casual smile. 

     “Uhh, hiiii…” he says, feeling awkward and a bit embarrassed as the front desk girl gawks at him. 

     “What the heck happened to your face?!” The short woman stands from her seat and exits the counter to approach him. She comes to a stand in front of him, looking at the man with a pained expression on her dark complexion. “You didn’t strike me as the kind of guy to get into tussles. Yeesh.”

     Lukas just shrugs. “There was no tussle. This was a uh…” he glances down, giving himself an awkward scratch at the back of his head, not really interested in establishing eye contact. “Gah.. It was my own fault. I don’t want to talk about it, it's too embarrassing.”

     The girl squints at him, eyeing him with suspicion. 

     “Listen I’m in a bit of a hurry, I’ll catch you around– uh…” Lukas gives her a curious look, finding that she still lacks a nametag. “By the way, I don’t think I ever caught your name?” he prompts.

     “Huh? Oh! Yeah, that’s still a work in progress.” She shrugs. 

     “...Really? And you’ve been around for how many years?” 

     “Hey man, we all discover ourselves at different points in our lives! I’m just taking my sweet time. Reeeeally taking every name into consideration before I finally choose.” She grins, rubbing her hands together. “I don’t want one of those boring names people come up with on the spot the moment they spawn.” 

      …But I thought of my name the moment I spawned. Lukas… That’s not a boring name!

     “Maybe I’ll be something sweet like Apple… Or something scary like Phantom… Oh! Or maybe something cool like… like Steve.”

      Lukas doesn’t have time for this. 

     “Yeah. Steve. Really uh. Fits you,” he replies dryly as he pushes open the BeacInn entry door. The bell chimes and the door closes. Seconds pass with her standing and staring at the door, then she’s grabbing out a notepad and quill, whispering to herself as she crosses something out.

      “Nope. Hearing it come out of someone else's mouth, Steve is a no-go.” 

     For once in his life, Lukas is kind of wishing he was the owner of a hoodie. The rain isn’t what’s bothering him, but instead the amount of strange looks he receives while he’s walking down the street on his way to the library. Thankfully none of the townsfolk seem interested in stopping to question him, as is normal with BeaconTowner’s these days.

     The iron handle of the library door is cold and slippery from the rain. Lukas’ dark gloves keep his hands protected, but he still enters the library a bit too wet for comfort. However, there is nothing to be downcast about in these halls. Lukas closes his eyes as he draws in the warmth that surrounds him, smelling the books and their old pages, bound to be opened by our inspired author. On a rainy day like this, not many people seem to have ventured from the dry confines of their homes to lose themselves in the pages to distract from the crumbling town around them. 

     That is more than okay though, because he’s here with one goal in mind, and that’s—

     “Lukas?” 

     Our author’s smile instantly dissipates upon hearing the familiar voice. He dared glance to his right, seeing the two exact people he was hoping to avoid. 

      “Eeek!” Radar slaps his hands against each side of his head in shock. The gesture nearly knocks his glasses off his face. “Lukas! What in all the worlds happened to your face?!” His friends approach him, making the blond falter in his steps. Nell was in the midst of putting a lime green raincoat on, and Radar seems to already be suited up in a comfy cardigan, attire Lukas recalls is something the man typically wears on a quiet work day at the library. It looks like Nell was just about to be leaving. 

     “Woahhh…” Nell’s usually half-lidded and zoned-out expression strengthens with shock. She comes up to stand beside her friend, finishing buttoning her raincoat as she does so. “Lukas. Dude. What’s up with the gnarly bruise? Are you okay?” 

      Uuuugh. Dammit. I really need to start remembering these two’s schedules. 

      “Hahaaa oookay guys… personal space …” The author backs up, putting his hands up to discourage the idea of them approaching closer. “It’s… Nothing. Just an accident.”

     Radar’s worrisome expression stares back at him, the words he says doing nothing to sate the concern in his voice. “Lukas… Did… Did someone do this to you?” His eyes search Lukas’ endlessly, making the blond feel more and more cornered by the second. “Did the… Oh creators, did the Admin do this?”

     His heart leaps in his chest. 

     “What?!” Lukas instantly bristles. “No, Admin would nev—” he stiffens, feeling a dreadful knot tighten in his stomach as his heart prepares to drop. “I— Heh. What I mean is that the Admin wouldn’t have ever had the chance. I don’t go to that part of the forest.”

      Why would he say that? Why is that the first thing that comes to mind? 

     Silence befalls the three. The only sound that breaks the rising tension is the crackling fire from the fireplace in the middle of the library. Radar and Nell still look incredibly perturbed, but Lukas really isn’t in the mood for dealing with it today. The blond sighs, shaking his head and turning away, walking towards the shelves. “I’m fine. Really.” A flash of frustration keeps Lukas on edge as he hears footsteps follow him. 

     “Lukas that… doesn’t look good. You should go over to Beacon’s hospital. They have all sorts of stuff to help you out! Oh! You know, I could ask Petra! She may even give you a golden–” 

     “Radar, please.” Lukas raises- then lowers his hand to ease Radar off his tail. “I’m fine. I’m just here looking for some books on architecture, think you got anything like that?”

     Radar’s mouth opens, closes, then opens again as if to say something, hesitates, then closes again. A sigh escapes him, and to Lukas’ relief, the ex-intern drops the subject. “Yeah, we have some over here.” 

     “Yo, Radar.” Nell garners her friend’s attention with a shoulder tap. “I’m gonna head out. See you at home later.” 

     Radar nods. “Okay, sounds good.” 

     Lukas watches quietly as the two share what looks to be quite a tight hug. A delighted hum coming from the male, while Nell just grins and squeezes back. It ends with no odd lingering… No hesitation. The two wave each other off, and before Nell turns away, she fixes Lukas with a concerned look before leaving. The author stands there, silent in his thoughts.

     Radar returns to Lukas’ side, his smile diminishing the moment he is once again forced to endure the brutality of witnessing his friend’s wounds. His enthusiastic demeanor fades, and Lukas can already feel the discomfort weighing in. 

      Let’s just get this over with.

     Radar has been respectful of Lukas’ wishes. He suggested his friend go and pull up a seat while he himself went in search of some good architectural reads; it is his job after all. Now Lukas sits, cheek in one hand and the other hand lazily flipping through pages. Pages depicting illustrations of building types, or of different materials. What patterns flow together, and what to look for when setting a foundation. No matter what he does though, he cannot shake off the feeling of being watched. 

     He knows Radar is still curious, and he doesn’t blame him. If Radar came up to Lukas with his face half swollen, Lukas would be eager to know about his case too. Only when it gets to the point where he can see out of the corner of his eye, the librarian stopping and staring, then does Lukas decide to say something. He sighs, running his hand down his good cheek. “You do realize I know you’ve been staring at me for the past hour right?” 

     Radar makes a small ‘eep’ noise, tempting Lukas to roll his eyes. “I’m sorry! It’s just…” Radar approaches the table Lukas is sat at, not too far from the roaring fireplace. A comfy spot under the skylight windows where rain continues to drizzle. “I can’t stop worrying about you. Something like that doesn’t just happen by accident.” 

     …Lukas isn’t sure how to respond to that. Radar has a fair point, but our injured author also doesn’t have an excuse to counter him. Frustration builds, but not with Radar. It’s just… everything else that comes along with the bruising. Aiden. The hunters. …Admin. 

     How painstakingly frustrating it is not being able to talk about these things without putting his and Admin’s friendship in jeopardy. 

     “Radar you just… gotta let it go, okay?” Lukas insists, finally looking up at him. “I don’t want to talk about it. Not because it’s you– or me– or anything. I just don’t want to.” Lukas can see the boy actively begin to deflate with that vague response. Lukas crosses his arms, sighing again whilst looking back down at the book open in front of him. “How about… helping me figure out a build? You’re good at building right? It seems to come to you BeaconTowner’s pretty naturally.” 

     Radar is hesitant, but he does approach Lukas, pulling up a chair beside him, sticking to his good side so as not to constantly be in a state of staring. “Well, gee, I guess it depends on what you’re looking to build, Lukas.”

      Looking to build… What am I looking to build? 

     The whole reason he’s here is because he was hoping to find something that would accommodate him out in the forest… so he could stay with Admin, but now that he thinks about that, he feels his stomach begin to churn with unease… knowing he won’t get to stay long. September is coming to a close, and once October passes, he must say goodbye to BeaconTown and begin heading towards the warmer tropical climates for winter. 

     Lukas stares down at the book, mind turned completely blank at that thought. Radar’s expression turns to worry, leaning out a bit to try and gain the blond’s attention. “Lukas?” He mutters, and that is enough to stir the author from his thoughts, blinking out of them and looking up at his friend. 

     “Uh, sorry, got lost in that question for a second. I guess… A house would be a good place to start?” 

     Radar sits up instantly, his eyes brimming with glee. “Are you going to build a house here in BeaconTown?!” He balls his hands into fists, shaking with giddy excitement that both amuses, and kind of embarrasses Lukas. 

     “I don’t know about that, Radar. I’m sort of just planning ahead for the future? Y’know, since I only have a few more biomes to document before I need to find a place to settle down and actually write it all out.” 

     “Oh shucks… Well, you know you always have a home here in BeaconTown. I… know it’s not the best it used to be, but I really think that ever since you arrived, things have started to look better! The sun's shining more, people are leaving their homes again, and Petra even let us re-master Reuben’s memorial! That’s huge. So… I guess I’ll just admit, Nell and I were kind of having our hopes that you’d stay– or at the very least come back whenever you’re finished with your adventure.”

     Come back? They really want me to stay here?

     So strange, having people that actually want him to stick around. He absolutely can come back, but he can’t help but wonder what may change over that wide span of time though. He’ll be gone for months, perhaps almost another year. 

     …What would Admin think of that?

     The thought of leaving him behind, knowing everything that is being done in BeaconTown, and to his forest… It makes Lukas feel sick. If he were to leave, it would leave them both alone all over again. 

     “That’s– awfully nice to hear, Radar. Thank you.” Lukas replies slowly, still entangled in his thoughts. “I just… I dunno.”

     “Well, just give it some thought,” Radar says, giving Lukas’ arm a gentle nudge with his elbow. “All the greatest heroes have to settle down too.” 

     “So I’ve heard…” Lukas mutters, recalling Petra’s and Aiden’s frustrations.

     “Yeah! Jesse told me a long time ago that he always dreamt of finally finding the opportunity to settle down after all his adventures. BeaconTown was that place, and he was always so proud of it. Said he’d never want to miss a second of its growth. Always spending time outside, getting riled up like a dog with excitement over people’s builds! He always looked so happy.” The ex-intern of the late hero sighs, resting his hands in his lap. “Despite that, he never said anything about it, but myself and others could tell that he was very tired…”

     Lukas nods slowly. He can only imagine. Being a hero must have been exhausting work. “Do you remember his favorite things about the town?” 

     Radar perks up with a big smile. “Of course! I have everything written down. He was the one that crafted the beacon with the nether star that dropped from the Witherstorm, did you know that?” Lukas shakes his head. “Jesse is the founder of BeaconTown. It was built off of his enthusiasm to give everyone an opportunity to build the lives they wanted. That’s what his favorite thing was, seeing what people would make. How incredibly creative people could be once given the freedom! If you ask me, I think he was inspired by those building competitions he used to go to. He used to hold them each Founding Day and gosh it was all so much fun.” 

     Radar reaches into his pocket, drawing the postcard Lukas had given him from his inventory. The man rests his hands on the desk, holding the once picturesque town in the palm of his hands. “That’s what made BeaconTown different from other towns and cities. Everyone was free to build as long as it was safe and manageable. No free flowing lava!” 

     “If it was so perfect, why did the New Order split up?” Lukas can’t help but ask.

     “Well, everyone found different interests. Axel became king of BoomTown, Olivia became a redstone inventor and moved to Redstonia to work with the old Order’s Ellegaard. And… Petra… well.” 

     “Let me guess. She wasn’t happy with any of their decisions?” 

     “No, not at all. I only watched from the sidelines, but she was pretty upset about them all wanting to settle down when she wanted to keep adventuring.” 

     “What did she expect? For everyone to bend to her wishes and put down what they were doing to join her?” 

     “I really don’t know, but there was an awful lot of tension between her and Jesse. It made me squeamish sometimes. She would get frustrated and storm off whenever Jesse would express wanting to stay in town or having work to do. It made Jesse feel really bad and even put a strain on their friendship.” Radar looks away, gazing into the fire currently burning in the fireplace. Lukas follows his gaze, watching the orange and yellow flames lick the blackened wood, the fire reflecting in his oceanic teal eyes as he imagined the flames that burned down the woods not so far from town. 

     “What about Axel and Olivia? Do they ever come by?” Lukas questions, glancing back at Radar.

     “Oh no, not anymore. We haven’t heard from Axel in years, not since Jesse passed. And Olivia sends mail every other month.” 

     Lukas turns a bit in his seat. “Really? Why’s that? With Axel, I mean.” 

     “Uhm,” Radar’s expression turns worrisome, his hands fidgeting restlessly together in his lap. “It’s a lot to get into, Lukas. Axel isn’t really on the best terms with Petra, and he absolutely refuses to talk to Olivia. Petra and Olivia still communicate, but it’s entirely professional, with no friendship in between…”

     “Jeez… Sounds like losing Jesse really messed everyone up.” Lukas has luckily never had to endure the loss of a loved one, so he isn’t entirely sure just how devastating it could be, but if it was enough to break up an entire friend group, he can only imagine how messy it must have been. It makes him curious though, how exactly did Jesse die? Although that feels like a very inappropriate question to ask. 

     “It did.” Radar laments. “Jesse always had this strange charm to him that no one else was capable of. An optimist that brought everyone together. He was an incredible leader, and an irreplaceable friend.” A sad sigh, and Radar finally tucks the postcard back into his inventory. 

     “...Well? Jesse was an amazing builder, right?” Lukas asks, attempting to lighten the subject.

     “Yeah!” Radar’s mood brightens quickly. “The best there was!” 

     “Well, what kind of home would he have built?” 

     “Oooh good question. The first house he ever built was a treehouse! That’s where he lived before BeaconTown was founded. It also became the New Order’s hang out spot.” 

     “A treehouse, huh? Is it still around?”

     “It is. Way out in the forest east of town. We try to keep its location secret so crazy people don’t go out looking for it. Most people just assumed it was lost to the Witherstorm’s path of destruction, but only a few of us know where it’s at. Nell and I have been taking care of it, making sure it doesn’t decay with time… I’m not supposed to tell anyone that, but you’re trustworthy, Lukas.” 

     Lukas smiles softly. “Thanks, Radar, I appreciate that. And yeah, keeping its location a secret sounds like the best option. I’m sure Jesse would really appreciate knowing you’re taking care of it for him still after so long.” 

     “Thanks, Lukas… I really needed to hear that.” Radar states softly, reinforced by a sad smile. The author nods his head in return, then looks back down at the task at hand.

     A treehouse is a cool idea, although he isn’t sure he wants to invade a tree's personal boundaries by building something onto it. Maybe something that is nestled into the trees would be more ideal. Ohh something with spruce wood, maybe a combination of oak and birch too. With plenty of room to plant flowers and crops! Probably a cabin type structure.

     Lukas picks up the book, grasping the heft of pages and flipping through them until he’s coming to the index at the end, searching for the page dedicated to cabin’s until he finds it and begins flipping back. He lands on the page finally, and the wide variety of example pictures in the book are immediately eye-catching to the author. Such a cozy atmosphere, tucked in the woods, alone with nature. What could be better than that?

     “Ooo a cabin, huh?” Radar leans in, gazing upon the book's pages. “Sounds comfy. I’ve only ever seen one cabin in all my years of living.” 

     “Yeah? How was it?” Lukas asks.

     “Eh… Nice. Old.” Radar glances awkwardly away. 

     Lukas eyes him for a second before turning his attention back down. …He has no idea how to approach Admin with this new idea. What if it’s too much? What if that isn’t what he had in mind when he asked Lukas to stay?  

     Surely that’s not the case though, right? They’ve hugged, they’re friends, and it’s not strange for friends to stay with each other. Just look at Nell and Radar. Lukas glances back at his friend, seeing now how dull the other man’s eyes have become. He recalls something he noticed earlier, and with his lack of experience, finds himself tempted to ask his trusted friend the question.

     “Radar… I have sort of a weird question…” 

     “I might have a weird answer.” Radar turns that frown upside down with a smirk. Ever the one to switch up on emotions in an instant. Lukas is amazed at how he does it. 

     “You and Nell seem close. You’ve been friends for a long time, right?”

     “Only over a decade now!” Radar grins at the accomplishment. Lukas can’t help but huff out a soft laugh. 

     “So… your hugs. Or well. Jeez, this sounds stupid,” he cringes, remembering how stupid he sounded back in the forest asking Petra a similar question. Curse his insistent need for help in friendship skills. He could consult a book, but that seems a bit redundant when it comes to something like friendship when he has the real thing right in front of him. Radar just blinks at him expectedly, making the blond avert his gaze. “You guys seem comfortable being close a lot. Doesn’t it ever make you feel, I don’t know, weird?”

     “Weird?” Radar squints. “Weird how?” 

     “Like…” Hm. How does he put this? Both hugs he’s had with Admin have felt incredible and left him breathless with that strange flurry remaining inside him even after he left the forest. But these feelings aren’t exclusive to hugs alone. He feels these things constantly when he’s around the silent forest deity. When they look at each other. When Admin touches him. When he sits or stands close by. The feelings were strongest during the hugs, so much so Lukas felt immobilized, legs weak that it takes him a moment to find grounding before he’s able to move again. 

     It’s a good feeling, but it also feels sickly, something he never expected to come from friendship.

     “I guess it’s like this weird feeling that makes you feel sick, but in a nice way? Makes you feel hot and uh, I guess kind of anxious too? I don’t really know how to describe it other than that.” Lukas finally says, and the way Radar is looking back at him is priceless. The ex-intern laughs, immediately making Lukas feel like an idiot. Embarrassment paints his cheeks pink and he balls his hands into fists, flashing with indignation.

     “No way, it’s not like I’m in love with her, she’s just my friend! I used to feel that way with a girl I liked at my old job, but it was a short-lived crush after I ended up moving to BeaconTown.” Radar’s humorous tone dies down, giving himself a few thoughtful chin taps while he thinks. “Hugging Nell just feels normal. Feels right, you know?” He says, looking back to find Lukas staring far past him, his expression laced with shock, confusing the ex-intern. Radar looks behind him to see where he’s staring, then turns back to Lukas and gives him a light wave. “Lukas? Everything okay?”

     Suddenly the author stands, snapping the book shut and gathering it as well as the rest in a hurry. “You know I totally forgot to feed Dewey his lunch it's totally past lunch time can you believe that it’s totally past lunch time!” He says in a fevered rush, leaving a very confused and concerned Radar twisting and turning in his spot as he watches Lukas frantically move. 

     “What?! But what about your build?” He asks.

     “Great question! I have no idea! See you later, Radar!” And with that, the blond leaves the library without a second to spare. 

     Radar never even stood from his seat, simply keeping himself planted and watching the front door slowly draw to a close and heavy shut.

     The loud slam of a door closing nearly scares Dewey straight out of his pelt! The ocelot bursts from the warm confines of the nest he's created in the blankets, only to find a frightened looking Lukas rushing into the room, going directly towards his desk. Dewey's puffed fur begins to settle, calming knowing it's only his disturbed owner being crazed again. 

     With a large yawn and a big stretch, Dewey trots to the edge of the bed, watching Lukas wildly search through his wide variety of books he has scattered atop the desk, as well as stacked on the floor nearby. The man seems to be mumbling nonsense, the most of what Dewey can catch being “where is it?”  

     Many tossed and shoved books later, the human seems to have found what he's looking for. Dewey sits at the edge of the bed, grooming his paw and curling his long tail over the rest.

     Lukas throws the book open atop the desk, frantically searching page after page until he lands upon the one he is looking for. 

     A book he's had since he first met the Admin. It's a deep dive on human behavior and the understanding of emotions. Lukas took it from the library to try to inform himself a bit better on how to communicate, and to understand a mute, seemingly emotionless person. There's a long index of emotions to choose from, but Lukas is looking for one thing in particular.

     ‘Falling in Love: A Concept, a Hope, a Dream’

      He cringes at the cheesy passage title. 

     Taking a deep breath, Lukas reluctantly sits in his chair while Dewey eyes the back of his human’s blond head curiously. 

     Lukas spends time reading the chapter, becoming more and more anguished as the text goes on. It's one paragraph that truly sets his heart ablaze. 

     ‘Some people even described feeling sick when recounting the physical reactions of being around the person they feel an attraction to. While it isn’t truly an illness, it is a physical sensation that manifests due to the release of dopamine and adrenaline. Some of these symptoms include butterflies in the stomach, increased heart rate, and the feeling of nausea.’

      “Wha— b-but this… This isn’t possible,” Lukas’ voice shakes as he flips to the next page, reading only more and more dreadfully relatable feelings described in the passage. “I-I don’t understand, it’s… it’s only been two months I can’t… I can’t possibly–” Lukas pauses, staring forward for a moment before he moves his hand to his heart, feeling it pound against his palm. 

      This doesn’t make any sense. I thought this is what friendship was supposed to feel like. I thought this was normal. Isn’t it supposed to take years to catch feelings?

     Lukas sits back in his chair, stricken with disbelief. He stays like that, motionless for a few minutes with his arms draped over the armrests, his eyes wandering out past the rain streaked window in front of him, gazing out at the distant tree tops and the dark cloudy backdrop behind them.

      Do I really like him like that?

     That thought alone causes that sick feeling to return. Butterflies, Lukas understands now. 

     Lukas covers his mouth with his hand, sitting forward again. The chair creaks with the motion and one more time as the man reaches out and grabs his journal. He sits back again and stares at the front cover, slowly feeling over the leather. The journal is then opened, pages being flipped until he lands on the first sketch he ever made of the shadowy forest dweller. The sketch is dark, depicting an overshadowed man with glowing eyes, as this was drawn back when he still didn’t know much about him.

     Lukas closes his eyes, taking deep, focused breaths while he thinks back on it. 

     These butterfly feelings started early on, Lukas recalls. The feeling was a light stir in his stomach that barely fazed him the first few times it happened. He acknowledged the closeness with Admin, and the nice feeling it gave him, making him wonder if this was what it was like finally having someone he enjoys being around. 

     As time passed, these feelings became more dramatic, sometimes making Lukas feel antsy, unable to hold eye contact with the turquoise glow of the Admin’s inhuman irises. Worsening and becoming the most noticeable when Lukas sat in that mossy grove beside him, watching the once thought to be emotionless deity go through emotions right there in front of him. His expression changing from blank, to stern, to furious, then blank, …then softening to something so sweet, Lukas felt choked on his own emotion. 

     The thought of losing Admin as a friend, so soon after finally gaining him as one, absolutely terrified Lukas. The Admin is the only person who has been there for him, even if he truly never wanted to be. He rescued him, heard his despair, and helped him rediscover his hope in himself. He reconstructed something that Lukas taught him, and turned it into something beautiful. He loves to bring him baked goods from town, and adores watching the man either pretend he doesn’t want them until Lukas insists, or use his powers to grab them out of his satchel before Lukas even has the chance to surprise him. 

     Lukas can feel his cheeks warm, just as his eyes begin to blur with emotion, staring down at the drawing.

     He loves the way the deity will impose himself as big and threatening, only to turn around minutes later and do something silly. He loves how some things make him growl, for any sound the huge man makes is something worth cherishing, no matter how distorted and inhuman he may sound. And Lukas has been held up on this for quite some time, but he truly does now recognize that his compliments towards the Admin’s physical appearance were derived from attraction, rather than simple examination.  

     The more he flips through pages, the more the Admin’s face and body becomes revealed, going from vague ideas of what he thought he looked liked, to detailed illustrations of who he truly is. Fluffy dark blue hair, blue skin and freckled cheeks, dirt patches here and there, all adorned by that strong stubbled jaw line. The scars too, no matter how Admin may feel about them, Lukas finds them absolutely beautiful in their own special ways. 

     For someone who isn’t human, he is incredibly handsome, and Lukas knows deep down he’s always thought that way ever since he saw him up close. 

     Lukas sighs deeply, running his thumb across one of the sketches, then closes his eyes when he feels that feeling again. The twist in his stomach, it makes him feel so warm, focused on the feeling to the point he forgets to breathe and relieves himself with an even deeper inhale and exhale. 

      This is really happening…

     Lukas draws his eyes open again, flipping more and more pages until he’s brought back to the comically large ‘NO’ , being the first thing Admin ever wrote to him. Lukas chuckles softly, a light shake of his head as he recalls the man using his powers to push Lukas further away, knowing now, yesterday, he waited for Lukas to come to him. To share one more hug before they both went their separate ways. 

     A singular tear falls from his black eye, the wounded part of him unable to hold in these mixing feelings of fear and joy. Closing the journal, Lukas gently lays it over the open pages of the book. He then stands, feeling weak as he turns around and approaches Dewey, and without a word, scoops the ocelot up into his arms. Dewey squeaks as he's grabbed, about to attempt to wiggle free until the feeling of Lukas’ wet features gently nestles into his pelt, making the ocelot stop his struggle.

     “Oh Dewey, what am I going to do?”

     ~

     Admin finds it much harder to turn his back on the ecologist this time around. The man is divulging to the worst aspects of what BeaconTown can bring, and that is its rough citizens and even rougher hunters. Though he knew there was a bloodlust in the hunt for the Admin himself, he never expected to see such hate taken out on an outsider such as Lukas. For he wants his friend to be safe wherever he goes, he finds himself lingering in the hopes Lukas will change his mind and stay with him. 

     He wishes that the man would just stay here with him.      He’s safer here, he always has been. Even with the mobs that creep in the outer layer of his dark wooded forest, Lukas has always been safer the moment he steps out of BeaconTowns boundaries. Damaging his ankle was a product of being threatened by the same man that beat him and shoved him down a slope, in which Lukas is lucky to have survived. With the assailant gone, he is lucky too. Admin’s anger was unfathomable in the moment, but it all has faded now. Replaced with that familiar worried loneliness that's sprouted from the soft goodbye hug he and Lukas shared.      The blond is brave, Admin should commend him for that. But there’s no reason to play with the blazing fire of hatred that the team of hunters harbor, their wavering patience is seemingly at an all time low. Training Lukas to protect himself from a distance is one thing, but as Admin knows, swords tend to over take a bow and its arrows. Especially if the swordsman is trained and the archer, a beginner.  

     How could Admin possibly convince Lukas to stay?      What is out here that would bring the same sense of security as a hotel would? A house, a home.. Something small and safe, protected by the ever growing foliage. Something just for him and Lukas. Or.. well, just for Lukas. No need to get ahead of himself. Even if Admin wishes to stay close, to gaze upon Lukas’ soft slumbering features yet again.. Once there’s a comfortable bed, Admin should excuse himself so that Lukas doesn’t feel.. Well. Watched.      Admin hadn’t realized he had started walking away from the place where he said his goodbyes to Lukas and Dewey. His body began moving on its own and toward a path that gives him a faint sense of familiarity. While his destination is nowhere insight. This entire new need of wanting Lukas to stay with him has begun to override his actions.      While he is distant from his emotional needs, he knows that having the blond close is the means to having a good, memorable day. Although he has a great need to apologize for his own aggression, he needs to remember to hear Lukas out first before drawing his own conclusions.. He doesn’t ever want to hurt him, or scare him away on purpose. 

     All he wants is to hold him, to listen to him, hear his laugh, watch as his cheeks brighten with red when he gets sheepish by whatever he accidentally spilled. Admin lingers on how he enjoys the scent of  Lukas’s hair and his sweet cologne, both smells are different from the crisp and refreshing green scents of the forest. 

     Admin is ever impressed by his drawings, especially the ones of him! It’s.. nice to see what he looks like from another person's point of view. Lukas brings him peace. He brings his heart to life and makes the long dormant butterflies take flight whenever he’s around and touching him.

     It’s all so exhilarating to be felt and praised. Then ah, to hug and be hugged after years of emptiness.. Admin looks forward to everyday so long as he knows Lukas will join him. And if Lukas says yes to staying.. Admin can watch him blossom as his own special type of hero. With archery and ecologist booksmarts, the blond has a bright, heroic future ahead of him.     Now all Admin must do is not get in the way of that, and accept everything that comes his way. As long as Lukas survives, as long as doesn’t mind just how deeply Admin feels for him..     The deity stops where he is, the mud underneath his boot splashing like water. It reflects his magnificent stature as he balls his fists with a cold sense of unease. He doesn’t realize he’s been walking for hours in a long forgotten direction, leading him deep into the dark confines of his eternal forest prison. He raises his chin and stares upon the dilapidated, long abandoned dark cabin. His chest feels hollow and his mind draws into silence the longer he stands still.     Muted, clouded memories blossom in his mind like thorns, rendering him motionless and breathless. While he can feel the familiarity, he can’t exactly remember why or how, only the feelings of dread and heartbreak come and caress his very soul.

[tmnt-obsessed-ace]

Hey if you could do a crossover with each of your AUs with another AU what would you pick

owo?

Ok!

Well technically I already did a crossover for When The World Crumbles with Sunset Linings with Burb in discord dms that were supposed to be written into a oneshot. A oneshot that I haven entirely given up on because as it turns out my ADHD brain cant handle pulling text from close to TWO HUNDRED SCREENSHOTS (not to mention all the screenshots were taking up space in my phone so I just gave up) so...technically already did but no one else will ever know about it ._.

Skipping Sunshine of The Woods because I still have absolutely no ideas for that au and its in the void indefinitely ._.

Lost But Never Found...eh idk maybe Like Father Like Son. Green and Indigo becoming the amnesia murder duo for Draxum. That would be fun but idk

Same Story Different Font. Either Ghost In The Shell (@bluepeachstudios )or Shellshocked (@lieutenantbiscute )are absolutely awesome for ssdf crossovers for different reasons. Ghost In The Shell because Ghost and Leo would be friends. They both got separated from their families for YEARS and sent to different dimensions. And they both are raising very energetic teenagers (and they both have enough mental health issues to require MULTIPLE therapists) they would be instant friends because they both UNDERSTAND they both went through the same thing (and it will be incredibly tragic for both of them because that's an alternate version of their brother that was isolated for twenty years/forced to become a single parent at 17. They would both adopt each other and try to mother hen each other)

Shellshocked on the other hand would be fun because it would be absolutely DEVASTATING for Leo. He tried so hard and he thought he finally managed to get back home to his brothers, only to see Shellshock Leo and realize that he DIDNT get back home and he probably never WILL. It would DESTROY him. (There is a reason that I would title that hypothetical crossover as "Mental Breakdown: Speed Run edition") peak angst and hurt/comfort material right there

Fractured (Lost) Hamato Clan (aka the 2012 turtles get brain wormed au) this one would be absolutely HILARIOUS with The Last Ronin Becomes A Discord Admin (@melonpalooza) The brain wormed 2012 turtles get added to the server, they seem pretty normal at first and all hell breaks loose the SECOND they start saying "Master Shredder" considering that everyone except the rugrats have SEVERE trauma relating to Shredder and the Footclan. Especially the copes and Ronin who lost their Splinter/family to the footclan. It would be chaos. Very entertaining chaos (bonus points footclan Donnie trying to teach Shredder how to use the internet/understand memes for some extra chaos)

Hollow Shell, Before The Summer's End and TMNT: Solar Flare are getting skipped because they arent developed enough for an au crossover or involve non tmnt franchises and thats kinda hard to make au crossover list :/ (plus TMNT: Solar Flare could crossover with ANY other original tmnt iteration and it would work so idk)

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🩵Sky Full of Stars🩵

Loscar ♡ Pt.1

Pt. 1 out of idk how many parts. Let's hope I have enough mental capacity to make this a (long) series.

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The 2023 season had ended a few weeks ago, and winter break had started. It's a long gap from November to March - and it always bugs Oscar.

Oscar flew back to Melbourne, while Logan's back in Florida. 15 hours timezone difference and a 15,000 km distance between the two countries.

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Logan was sitting by his balcony, watching the sunset as he scrolled through his phone. Suddenly, his phone began to ring.

'Oscar', It showed at the top of his screen. Logan huffed and clicked on the notification.

"Loges!!" He's greeted by a brown-haired aussie, looks like the other was in his room.

"Oscar! This better be good, man, I'm tryna relax here!" Logan says with a laugh as he answers the call. It's always great seeing his stupid face. Even though it's the off-season, the aussie's probably bored out of his mind already in Melbourne while the sun is still out shining in Florida.

"What's up, mate? Miss me that much already?" He teases, leaning back in his lounger by the balcony. The view of the ocean is beautiful as the sun dips low on the horizon.

"Pfft, can't let your best mate give you a 'good morning' call every once in a while?" Oscar spoke as he set his phone down on his table.

"Oh right, you're in Florida. More like a 'good evening' call then?" He added on as he looked at himself in the mirror, adjusting his hair. Typical Oscar, always worried about his hair even on a casual video call.

"Yeah yeah, 'morning' for you, 'evening' for me," Logan replies with a smile.

"So what's really going on then? I know you too well, mate, you never call just to say hi. Missing the track already?" Logan takes a sip of water as he watches the colors of the sunset glowing off the ocean waves. Being back home is nice, but he does miss having Oscar around to keep him entertained during the long off weeks.

Oscar merely hummed at Logan's question, finally finishing up on his hair. A moment passes before he answers. "Ok, yeah, maybe I do miss yo- it. Miss it." He mutters out, taking the phone in his hand again.

Logan raises an eyebrow at Oscar's slight slip up. It's not like him to be unsure of what he's saying.

"Miss me, or miss it? There's a difference, mate." The american grins, hoping to get a rise out of him. "C'mon, out with it. You know you love having me around really."

"Oh, shut up." Oscar chuckles as he looks away from the screen for a second.

Hoping to divert the topic from whatever's really on his mind, Logan asks more lightheartedly, "So when are you coming to visit then, if you miss me - er, us - so much? I'm sure we can find some way for you to entertain yourself down here in Florida for a week or two over the break."

"Not sure when I can visit, to be honest. My dad wants me to stay around to help him with his warehouse, and I might be going back to MTC for some admin stuff." Oscar sighs out as he leans back against his chair.

"Aww, that's too bad." Logan tries to hide his disappointment at the news Oscar won't be able to visit. Winter break goes by slowly enough as it is.

An idea occurs to him. "What if I came to Melbourne then instead? I'm sure your dad could spare you for a weekend. You could show me around." Logan flashes Oscar a smile, hoping the prospect of having him as a guest might help change his dad's mind. Or at least give Oscar something to look forward to during his seemingly boring warehouse duties.

"C'mon, it'll be fun." Logan adds on with a whiny tone

"Pretty sure my mom won't mind you coming over. I mean, you're technically a special guest to the Piastri household already." Oscar spoke, snickering a bit.

"Hey, what can I say, your mom loves me," The other replies with a wink. Her cooking is definitely another bonus of visiting Melbourne.

Oscar sees the backdrop of Logan's screen getting darker.

"Are the stars visible tonight?" The aussie asks, his voice suddenly dropping an octane lower. Logan leans back to take a look.

"Yeah, you can start to see some of the brighter ones coming out," He tells Oscar.

There's a soothing quality to their evenings calls, watching the same stars and sunsets even from so far apart. Logan finds himself relaxing further into his lounger.

"It's cooler here too, so the view is really clear. I'll have to send you some photos later." An idea comes to him. "Maybe we could stargaze together when I visit. Find some good spots outside the city where it's really dark."

Oscar huffs out a soft laugh. "We can sit around the parking lot we used to go to when we were younger. The scenery there is really pretty, especially when the sun's down." Oscar speaks, his voice as if he was reminiscing about something - memories when the both of them were younger, more carefree.

A warm feeling comes over Logan as he remembers those nights with Oscar from their younger days. Sneaking out after dark to the empty parking lot, marveling at the sea of stars above with not another soul in sight.

It was there they first learned what truly mattered - their dreams, their friendship, the vastness of what laid beyond their sleepy suburb. Logan glances up at the sky, wondering if the same patterns have shifted across the heavens since those times.

"That parking lot... what I wouldn't give to see it with you again, mate." The american says softly. More than the view of stars, it's the company he cherishes most from those memories. "Just you, me, and infinity above. It's a date then, when I come visit. We'll watch the night sky like we used to."

The aussie's eyes glimmered as he looked at Logan from behind the screen. He smiled.

"Yeah, okay." He muttered.

"It's a date."

Logan returns Oscar's smile softly, strangely touched by his reply. Anticipation stirs within him at the promise of their date beneath the night skies, as if no time has passed at all.

"It's a date," Logan repeats quietly to himself with satisfaction.

Then, Oscar's phone beeped.

"Ah, shit. My phone's low on batt, call me when you wake up?" Oscar asks, you could see him scrambling around for his charger.

Logan shakes his head in amusement. He can't help but smile at his familiar antics. "Better go charge up then. Talk to you tomorrow, mate."

"Have a good rest of your day. Miss you."

Logan ends the call with a lingering sensation of fondness and warmth. Leaning back again, his eyes find the first evening stars appearing as if guided by memory. No doubt this visit to Melbourne will be one to remember.

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[salemoleander]

Chapter 2 of With Soul Intent

Ultimately, they decide as a group to head to TIES. Tango’s admin expertise and Etho’s everything-else expertise make them the clear people to start with, especially as they both also fall in the rarified category of ‘potential to make worse technical choices than Grian’. (Much of the delay in heading over was due to Bdubs, who kept interrupting the discussion to insist that Etho would never be that dumb.)

They’ve only just made it to the river bed when Pearl and Bigb pop out of seemingly nowhere to the side of the group.

“What’s all this then?” Pearl asks, the latter half of her question difficult to hear due to the matching screeches of surprise Bdubs and Joel emit. (Joel isn’t that surprised; he just thinks yelling is fun.)

Walking at the front of the group, Grian keeps moving, calling back, “Walk and talk, people, come on.”

Pearl rolls her eyes at the dismissal, staying stubbornly put, and turns her attention to Jimmy for an explanation.

“Server’s haunted,” Jimmy says solemnly.

“Sorry, what?” Bigb asks.

Joel nods, suppressing a grin. “Server’s haunted.”

Pearl and Bigb rotate their attention to Cleo, who is surreptitiously trying to fix their war paint, and mostly just spreading the blood and/or paint ominously over their cheeks. Joel approves of the look.

Cleo nods. “Yup, server’s haunted.”

“Oh, would you- it’s not haunted, guys,” Grian says, having fallen back when no one followed him. Muttering, he adds, “Ghosts would be way easier.”

“Um, why is the time stopped?” Bigb asks, nervously checking his wrist and looking around like it’s a prank one of them will cop to. Which, Joel has to admit, if he had admin privileges on here that is absolutely something he would do.

“Grian broke the server,” Scar says eagerly.

“I did not! Scar, that’s-“

“I regret going along with the joke now, congrats everyone.” Cleo sighs, aura of responsibility slightly undermined by half of her face being red now. Turning to the Neighbors, she says, “Clocks stopped, Grian is in here with us so he can’t fix it, we’re going to ask Tango or Etho for help because they’ve done weird admin tech stuff before. That’s all.”

“Also you can come with, if you like,” Jimmy pipes up. “Probably should, so if anything changes or we all need to weigh in we’re together already.”

Pearl and Bigb fall in behind their motley crew, and they continue the trek over to TIES Tower. Joel keeps a watchful eye on the group, as they bicker and joke their way forward. He’s not good at details, and can’t figure out who exactly is giving weird vibes, but something feels… off, and he keeps worrying the idea like a loose tooth. It feels tense, like the moment between making eye contact with an enderman and getting your ass beat by said enderman.

It could simply be the lack of time passing that’s putting him off-kilter. Standing to the side of the bridge waiting for the others to cross, he stares west at the setting sun. It lazes on the horizon, frozen in the sky like some great big ominous orange. Yeah, Joel reckons that could be it.

“TIESSS, where are ya?” Pearl calls, directing her yell vaguely in the direction of their underground base.

A muffled, agreeable response echoes up from below. The group shuffles unenthusiastically towards the edge of the sandbar, everyone looking down at the water and the faint light emanating from the hidden doorway they are all (by now) aware of.

“You know, everyone complains about the frog noses being creepy,” Bigb says, “but at least our door isn’t underwater.”

“UGH,” Joel says, and plunges into the ocean. It’s not terribly cold, but with the low angles of light from the sunset, and silt kicked up as others enter the water, visibility is terrible. He grabs onto kelp and seagrass, pulling himself over to the ‘secret’ entrance.

Emerging dripping seawater onto the stone floor, Joel spares half a moment to worry about pressure plates – but the ground is solid underfoot.

Someone shoves at his shoulder from behind, and he shuffles quickly forward to make way for Grian and the others. As everyone makes their soggy way in, Impulse emerges from a side hallway. Halfway to raising his hand in greeting, he freezes for a moment upon seeing the crowd of wet mostly-enemies.

“Uhhh, hey, what’s the idea here? I thought I heard Pearl ask to come in, not-“ he gestures to the packed hallway.

“I am here!” Pearl calls from the back, busy squeezing water out of her hair.

Grian marches a few purposeful steps forward, and Joel cocks his head when Impulse stays put. More guts than he’d have guessed.

“Impulse the server is messed up – time’s not working right now.” As Impulse raises his own wrist to check, Grian continues, “I was hoping to talk with Tango or Etho, see if they might know how to fix it.”

Impulse looks a bit crestfallen at this, and Grian awkwardly tacks on, “Or- or you, or anyone, I just thought-“

Cleo chimes in, “We didn’t think you’d ever been stupider than Grian, to have caused something like this before. You’re too sensible.” Despite their sardonic tone, Impulse brightens considerably at the addition.

“Well, I guess that kind of explains the entourage. Tango and Skizz are down mining, but Etho is-“ He stops.

“Etho is…?” Grian prompts.

A divot appears between Impulse’s eyebrows. Joel thinks it makes him look like some kind of weird, consternated fish.

“I’m not actually sure?” Impulse says, tone rising. “He was hanging around, but I don’t think I’ve seen him for at least a couple hours. Which is weird. Hey, as much as I love having a bunch of visitors who may be motivated to kill me, do you all have to be right here?”

“Impulse! I am shocked, shocked, that you would think our plans are anything less than gentlemanly,” Scar proclaims, picking back up the pressure plate he’s just placed down.

Cleo rolls her eyes. Then she blanches, which is concerning. Joel didn’t know zombies could blanch.

“Where’s Bdubs?” she asks, gently pushing Jimmy out of the way to look behind him, like Bdubs could’ve somehow gotten lost in the group like an errant suitcase.

Joel feels a jolt as he realizes – Bdubs has been gone for a while. “At least since the bridge, he’s been gone,” he says, feeling uncharacteristic concern. He wouldn’t normally care if Bdubs wandered off- or got killed, for that matter- but it feels… off, for him to do it when they’re dealing with an actual problem.

Impulse groans. “That’s gotta be where Etho is, too. Those two are-“ He shakes his head.

Grian raises a finger and starts to respond, when everything is cut short by the arrival of two chat messages.

Tango tried to swim in lava to escape Skizzleman

Skizzleman tried to swim in lava

The room around the corner and down the stairs is suddenly filled with sound.

“I am SO sorry dude, I didn’t mean to-“ That’s Skizz, voice strident and apologetic.

“Hey no, you’re go- We’ve got company.” Aaand Tango.

Impulse yells, “What happened?” down the stairs, and after a few moments they both emerge from the depths of the base.

Skizz looks chagrined, and Tango looks… Joel isn’t sure what Tango looks like. His expression seems blank, and then lurches suddenly into a grin.

“This goofball broke the wrong block, and my stupid flailing got us both killed! We're a bunch of- bunch a clowns!”

Standing near the back, Scar speaks up, confusion evident. “Why didn’t your timers go down?”

Scrambling to check, they both raise their wrists to reveal… well, Joel isn’t 100% what their times were before, because he’s only really been tracking his own, Grian’s, and Jimmy’s. But based on the shocked gasps Skizz and Tango give, Scar is right.

“Is that… expected, given the timers are paused?” Impulse asks Grian, who looks vaguely ill in the flickering torchlight.

“Not really,” he says. “It means- it means something is really broken.”

Everyone starts talking and yelling at once.

[ AO3 Link | Chapter 1 ]

[spw-art]

If you have OCs... could you perhaps make a masterpost-link thing with them that I could save up to check them out/save to go back to if I forget anything on them? (Bonus points if u have potp/dragon ocs smiles)

ALSO your art slaps hell yeah 💪

Looks at you with big wet eyes. My tag #my oc should have all of em.

POTP is a universe in which I feel like it’s both difficult and impractical to make an oc for unless they exist before or after the story.

I fucking love dragons I haven’t drawn any dragons in so long. Besides Pokémon dragons.

And now I’ll see if I can remember all the tags of all my ocs. Or at least the main ones.

All of the links will just lead to their tag.

Harte Sekioka - Pokemon breeder and ex-magma admin from an amino roleplay that took place in 2017. Currently he’s used in a roleplay with friends because I didn’t want to make a new character for it. Just went ahead and decided he’s 20 years older now. Self-proclaimed sexmaster. Annoying. Single father of two. Should not be a father.

Claudia - A Ditto masquerading as a human from Harte’s universe. She’s helped him out with speeding up the process of selective Pokémon breeding. She’s also extremely important to Harte’s universe’s Team Magma.

Sif Saph - My BG3 character, I haven’t been able to play BG3 in forever. Not much info on him besides he’s the cousin of my first ever D&D character, Sif Krymsul. And he has blue dragon ancestry on his father’s side. Really really really hoping to draw him more I miss him so much.

Divo Success - Pokémon oc. He’s the platonic idea of a cowboy the same way The Stanley Parable’s Narrator is the platonic ideal of divorce. He hasn’t even seen a cow in his life. But he does have a gigantic horse that everyone is afraid of for her Stamina Iron Defense Body Press swagger. He has weird fucking abilities that allow him to be a western movie character. Every time he rides away on his horse it’s into the sunset. No matter what time of day it is. He can always appear in a cloud of dust or smoke. He operates entirely on rule of cool.

Daylight Under Outsmouth - A Call Of Cthulhu campaign that unfortunately never came to fruition. It’s about a universe being consumed by an oppressive darkness with the center of its terror being Earth. Things keep getting darker. Stars disappear from the sky. Aliens and extradimensional creatures find their way to earth as refugees. I reaaally want to make a comic or something with the story.

Aoife and Padraig - Characters made for my friend’s series called Analog Files. They’re the same person from different worlds. They’re married. They’re fucking weird. Aoife is dying of Cool Guy Cancer that’s turning her into a bug and then into a pile of flesh. She wants to be studied while she dies. Padraig loves studying her. They’re great.

Legally Distinct - A glam metal band made up of monsters from Universal Monster movies. I had made them for Art Fight, they’re quite silly, they have so much sex and do so much drugs. And rock n roll of course.

Nigellians - A type of creature made of music, glamor, passion, and magic. They’re born of human creation. Think of Eddie the Head if he was less powerful and less aggressive and more of a little fairy spirit.

Herb - An utau made by my friend NyxQuentiam who is voiced by me. I need to record a new voice bank so badly. He’s an artificial angel who harvests energy from other angels by killing and blending them. He then goes to the angel black market to turn mortals into angels: a high he should not be doing. But whatever, he’s having a good time.

Ward - Cringefail rich boy accidental racist fire genasi who sucks. Used him in a D&D campaign until it fizzled out due to the DM being weird. I don’t think I have much stuff with him here (I think it’s just one post) but he’s my beloved little shitstain. His sword is incredibly blunt. It does bludgeoning damage. He’s whining the entire time he’s adventuring.

Those are the main guys. Hope that helps! :)

Always feel free to ask more questions! Yippee yahoo yippeeeee

[pyropaw-studios]

Half of this is copied from discord: Not so happy news for:

@everyone

I hate to break this news to everyone… but here goes..

<@&1004117175554023576> <@&1017464516952465480>Its with heavy hearts We are sunsetting <#1059559508042600549> temporarily til we can make a easier project to get some money off of, we've been working on this game since late 2021 with no progress, we've had too many scammers, allegded groomers/predators here, r15/cosmo, along with other chaotic stuff, lot of staff members left, and more recently our cheapest 3D modeler went missing, and we do not know how long they have been missing for, so me and <@755924638349131866> feels its best to work on the comic <#1171308144031453224>. Im sorry to everyone who was hopeful this game was coming quickly at the time we didn't realize how hard it was to make a game especially a MMORPG even if we can write and draw we do not know how to program nor 3d model even with the amount of staff we have were sorta outnumbered. with this out of the way i want to point out some things and get some unanswered questions out of the way.

so What will happened to <#1059559508042600549> and its respected channels?

nothing, we will let people ask questions about concepts, and lore and ideas here the channels will stay despite our inability to make the game

What will happened to <@&1017464516952465480> ??

I have already been thinking about this before the decision to call it quits temporarily and if everyone is fine with it i am thinking on promoting staff to the <@&1034906676840628244> to promotee the comic, give their ideas, background designs and more! i will give staff their time to gather their thoughts on this, maybe even have a meeting on it, no one will loose their roles and will keep their respective <@&1017464516952465480> roles

What is the future of pyropaw??

To be fair me and ozy are not sure yet, we rather need time to think before jumping into another project as big as draco warriors, phurelz is most likely our only backburner to help us right now, as its also my dream and the interest of a few others that we work on this comic, even though if it doesnt make it to become big of the likes of lackadaisy or glitch i will continue to work on it til i can't no more along with any other people who decided to join this project

Was there any official <#1059559508042600549> art completed?

Some but i never got pass one npc, and a few pets along with some playable characters and one more made by a staff member/admin who decided to leave

Is this sunset permament?

Never, as much as we care about draco warriors we would not completely cancel it nor stop it this is temporary til we have more money, staff, and energy to work on this, working on a comic for now is easier though, and <#1171308144031453224> actually has been in the works since around 2018/2019

To add on to this we've had other complications such as our head founders running into issues with love ones trying to force our staff to stop working on the game, forcing staff to control our heads to change rules around such as not people to not ask for monetary value at all cost and getting staff members leaving us, and an anonymous person harassing a staff member who lefted the server, and even when the staff of the server enforced them to stop they didnt and it resulted in the owner blocking them from the server and the staff blocking them personally, everything is so stressful to the point the secondary founder did not want to be the 2nd owner of the game anymore due to money issues and scammers as well, and it caused the owner of pyropaw and phurelz, and draco-warriors to go into a creative block and slump, lots of staff also started to work on concept arts left without notifying other staff while some did, so at the end of the day thats why we are calling draco warriors quits til 2026 or 2027 it's too much stress and there's barely any staff to work on it and too many people including scammers and IRL people got involved and destroyed our game, Were still working on our comic phurelz which can be found here:

Phurelz will be entirely different from draco warriors but we hope this will interest you :3, we sorry for anyone's inconvience and hope we can make exciting things for you guys in the future!

Discord

[frangipani-wanderlust]

Just curious what CAD/RMS program your department uses and how everyone likes it. My department is in the RFP process to replacing our dinosaur, IMC, which is at the end of its life cycle and about to be sunsetted by the vendor. Central Square has been my favorite vendor so far. Motorola did not impress me at all. Tyler has nice analytics on the RMS side but their CAD seemed clunky and hard to navigate.

(I’m a management analyst overseeing records (among other things) at a suburban PD)

We use Command CAD which, I believe, is by TriTech. The radio system is straight Motorola. And I like Command CAD, as does most of our dispatch (I can think of an exception, but he complains about everything, lol), but it's being retired too. Considering some of our commands broke from a recent update, so I think that's pretty good evidence that it's time to retire it. *sigh* I got hired just in time to develop muscle memory that I will have to change as soon as I get comfy with it.

I have no idea what we'll replace it with, and I don't think admin's decided what to settle on, but I hope that it ends up being a command line program as well, rather than a GUI one. It's faster to type than click around. We'll find out, though.

For our jurisdiction, dispatch is a separate agency from the police. Which is probably good since we dispatch for fire, sheriffs, and constables as well and this way nobody's feelings get hurt thinking we are being partial to this agency instead of that one... Which means that the records management is managed by the police department, and not dispatch. Records management is through Axon. They do the body cameras, and I think the drones also, so it's all one integrated system. I think the Axon records is a relatively new-ish system, so I think we'll be sticking with that for a while.

[twstbookclub]

Hello ! I just read the spins with silver and I cannot tell you how heartwarming it was, if I had to rate 1-10 about how melted my heart it I'd rate it 10/10 HAHAH

If it's okay with the admins, I'd like to request a Silver x GN!Reader where the special moments between them are Silver's most precious memories ! (aka: their first date, first kiss, etc.) it doesn't even have to be the major stuff, it can be the small things in life that he appreciates (maybe reader brewing him a coffee everyday, or him noticing reader's little doodles on his notes and helping him finish them when he accidentally dozes off, etc.)

(this is my first time requesting so please point out any mistakes i did when requesting !)

don't forget to take as much time as y'all's need, as well as prioritizing y'all's health first !!

thank you so much ! :DD

Recaptured Paradise

Summary: Silver takes time to himself to reminisce about the past that lead up to the romance story you both shared now. POV: 2nd Pronouns: Gender Neutral Admin/Writer: Kai⚔️ Tags: Silver, Fluff, Romance, Looking at the past, First memories, Silver looks at the past

Word count: 2,463

A/N: Hello our lovely readers!!! I was very excited to write our first ever request!! I do apologize since it did take a very long time but we did have other projects being done at the same time and there are life events currently, but regardless of that I hope you all enjoy!!!

Silver sat on the couch in the small apartment home that you both shared for a few years now, trying to keep himself awake as he searched through the internet quietly. He was looking for a gift for his partner in marriage, you.

He would take occasional glances at your resting body that used his shoulder as your pillow. "My sleeping beauty," he said quietly to himself with a gentle smile, and his eyes drifted from you to your hand. The ring on your finger twinkled in the moonlight that shone through the windows.

He suddenly started reminiscing when his eyes wandered and landed on your lips, instinctively making him leave a kiss on your head as you slept.

He couldn't help but look back at a few memories. "How did we get here?" He thought, then sat back to remember moments of years past.

The image of your genuine expression when you asked him on a date to the arcade shocked him at the time. Though, it was his fault since he mentioned that he wished to experience something new despite his busy schedule.

"Why don't I take you to an arcade?" He remembered that day as if it was only a few months back. The moment he agreed, your eyes lit up and looked like they held an entire galaxy in them.

"Honestly, I was hoping you'd say yes. I've been wanting to ask you on a date for a while!" Your words caused the entire world to stop, because little did you know at that time, he also wanted to ask you. Though, he never knew how.

You both had met the following day. As both of you ran out of class and down the hall to meet at the courtyard, every student watched, confused as to what was happening. That part didn't matter to either of you. 

Meeting under a tree and staring into each other's eyes felt magical. Straight out of a fairy tale book. You were both laughing at how out of breath you two were from running, and knowing that you had the same idea made the atmosphere sweeter before it even started.

From showing Silver tons of games inside of the arcade building to him winning a stuffed animal out of a crane game, he truly experienced something different that day.

The date was followed by a short walk in the park to watch the sunset. You had insisted on it. It was worth it, because it gave him the chance to confess how fond he was for you.

He still vividly remembers how flustered you were from his sudden confession. He continued to ramble about how surprised he was that he didn't fall asleep halfway through. It was all because he was nervous after pouring unknown emotions out to you the best he could.

Silver smiled to himself at the memory. He couldn't help but remember how you two shared your first kiss.

You snuck out to see him as he patrolled around the Diasomnia grounds late at night. That day, you were convinced to confess your feelings to him, since you were so confused about whether he felt the same for you or not.

He tried to escort you back to the dorm so you weren't caught. You were stubborn enough to stay, but it was so worth it.

"No! I won't go home! I want you to hear what I have to say!"

"Prefect, please–"

"I like you! I have feelings for you! Even before the first date we ever had together! I have to say it now, or I'd give up trying any moment after…"

Those words had shocked him to his core. Deep down, he was so happy to hear them. His facial expression stayed blank as he was overwhelmed with emotion at your words. 

Nonetheless, you had continued, but he was determined to hear it in the morning. Instead, he wanted to send you home. You didn't listen at all though.

"I know you might not like me back, but-" 

Silver had cut you off by giving into his own temptation. His lips were so gently placed on yours, clueless on what to do next. He hoped to get you home, so it was easier to do that in a place where he knew people couldn't catch him.

You were utterly shocked, and you didn't know how else to react. The boy you fell for back during the Spelldrive Tournament was there, and he returned your feelings.

The kiss felt too quick. After Silver broke it off, you could say he was an absolutely flustered mess. You were too, so it felt like a perfect accidental moment.

After that day, that's when you two began dating. Funny enough, neither you nor him asked each other to make it official. Diasomnia students had seen you and Silver that night, and talked about it immediately. Word had spread around like wildfire.

Neither of you complained though, and neither of you noticed until later.

It took everything in Silver not to chuckle at the memory, holding back a laugh at how silly you both were back at the NRC.

Right after that, Silver started to remember the day you graduated. He was nervous around you, but he had a reason. They'd thrown you all a party to celebrate, but all he'd wanted that day was to spend it with you.

Lilia had helped him get a pretty hefty gift for the two of you a few months prior, and he was excited to take you there. The party didn't end until late at night, but he was still focused on showing you this gift since the longer he waited, the more nervous he got.

He'd taken you to an unknown building in a small city near Briar Valley. To your surprise, that building had the apartment you both lived in now.

At that time, the small home was empty, but it had so much potential to hold so many memories for the both of you, as long as you accepted it.

"Silver, what is this place?" 

You were so confused as to why he brought you to an empty apartment, but it was insane to you that night. He let you roam around the place, and by the time you ventured around the last room, you found him on a knee in the middle of the living room. The same spot where he’d sit at the moment of reminiscing. 

“I know that this is sudden and rushed and not as romantic as I hoped, but I don’t think that I can let another second slip by without doing this.” 

Silver was nervous. Your expression then was pure surprise as he continued his speech.

“When I first met you, I only knew loyalty to the only family I knew and had. I was stuck in a constant loop of the same daily routine. The day you asked me out to the arcade, my whole worldview changed, and before I knew it, my loyalty extended to you.”

Silver paused as you had only listened to him. Your body had fallen onto the floor in front of him. Your heart felt heavy as there was a small lump in your throat at that moment.

“I realized that all of my thoughts had been overrun by you, by us. When I’m with you, you keep me awake, and are part of the chain that keeps me tethered to reality. I don’t think life could be the same if it’s not with you. No…”

Silver paused as he took a ring from his pocket, but your reaction to seeing it made his heart race through the entire moment. He knew what ring it was all too well, but you had only a brief understanding of it. He mentioned that the ring had been with him since birth, but that was all. Now, he was proposing with that same ring.

“It wouldn’t be life if every waking moment is not with you accompanied by my side. Not when I’ve grown to love you more than words can say in the past few years. So…”

Silver had called your full name before continuing, his free hand had taken your left hand into his own and held on tightly. He remembered how shaky his voice was by the end of his emotional outburst from the moment.

“Will you do me the honor of letting me be your partner, my spouse, even after death draws our final breaths?”

He let out a sigh of relief as he finished his words. He could only stare at you in anticipation. Your eyes felt teary at all of his words striking your heart in such a warm manner. You smiled at him as you gently squeezed his hand in the empty apartment.

Silver got distracted as you shifted around in your sleep before he could finish the memory. He fixed the blanket on your body when his eyes landed on the door, another memory coming up to him.

This one was the day you both had finally moved into that apartment. Silver helped bring in heavier furniture with the help of Jack and Sebek, even though Sebek was mostly yelling orders to the other two to get everything done a certain way. 

Ace and Deuce were helping take items out of boxes and asking you what rooms they belonged in. Your job was to clean up the place and make sure that nothing went to chaos along with Epel. 

That same day, everything had been moved into the right rooms, the only place set up being the living room. They had agreed to go out to eat since it was still pretty unorganized in their new shared home. 

Afterwards, they’d come back to the door and open it when Silver suddenly scooped you up and carried you inside bridal style. It surprised you as you weren’t married yet, but you could only hold onto him as the sensation was making you laugh at the time.

You two didn't share a room as he felt it wrong to sleep in the same bed regardless of being in a relationship and under the same roof, but it didn't bother you either.

After that moment though, he would leave you on your bed but you didn't let him go. No one had slept by themselves that night, well… not really slept at all. 

Silver snapped back to reality as he felt a small blush come up to his cheeks from the flashbacks. He looked around the room as his eyes stopped on the few pictures that hung up on the wall. Specifically, the one of your wedding day.

The smile on his face was so full of love and genuine care as the memory of the day played in his head, and his arm wrapped around you, gently bringing you closer.

He'd been a nervous wreck that whole day, and you'd been worried that something would ruin it. Though the wedding was small, it was fun for everyone invited. Sebek and Jack were crying together which made you and Silver laugh mid reception.

An afterparty held by all your close friends to celebrate was a big moment for the two of you. They all congratulated your marriage as Jade, Floyd, Leona, and Riddle had become like protective brothers towards you, telling Silver to take care of you more than he already had.

Everyone was great and made the party a night to remember. Once it was over, they all sent you on your way and took care of everything else, giving time for yourselves as they were all ready to say goodbye.

For a so-called "honeymoon", Silver had taken you on a horseback ride through the forest behind NRC, of course with permission from Crowley. The night was so sweet that it felt as if it happened only a few weeks ago.

Since then, the marriage life between the two of you felt just right. You helped make the small place a true home, while he supported you through everything. 

Silver was so in love, and you equally. He stopped his daydreaming when you slowly opened your eyes from your slumber, sitting up and looking around.

"Morning, sleepyhead." Silver said as he gently patted your head, messing up your ready tangled bedhead.

"Sleepyhead…? Right back at you…" You responded with some tiredness behind your voice, adjusting to the moment. "What were you doing while I was asleep?"

Silver smiled with a small chuckle, and took a glance at the ring on your finger. "Nothing much, just looking back at some things from the past."

Your eyebrow raised in confusion but you shook it off, using his shoulder as a pillow again. Silver wrapped his arm around your shoulder, bringing you closer to him.

Him mentioning the past made you reminisce as well. This warm embrace of his made you remember other times.

Running through the forest to lay in a quiet spot after and watching the clouds move. Making him a cup of coffee in the morning to get him through at least the morning. You made their home a true home.

Your moment was interrupted as a sound was heard from another room. Your old room since you moved into Silver's once you both began sharing a name.

"Seems like duty calls, doesn't it?" Silver said as he looked at the open door then at you, letting go of your body to rise up from the couch.

"It never will." You responded and got up after him with a big smile, heading off to the room while holding his hand. He followed behind, squeezing your hand out of excitement.

The bassinet in the middle of the room moved slightly as small, happy noises were made. Once seeing your faces, a giggle was heard as Silver took the baby into his hands. He made silly faces and sweet coo's to the little one, getting happy and loud reactions which made him laugh in return.

You watched while leaning at the wall nearby. The sight of Silver being a father was one you loved seeing everyday, and you were happy with all that happened so far.

Your actions stopped as you caught him looking at you, a cheery smile on his face as he said the words "I love you!" in a sweet voice as if he was speaking as his child.

You laughed and stepped closer, taking the baby into your arms and kissing Silver on his cheek as a thanks. "And I love you too." Silver said, making you freeze in place. 

You smiled and leaned onto Silver as he wrapped his arms around you, placing a soft kiss on your head.

"I love you both."

[wanderinglotus7]

SUMMER SUMMER SUMMERTIME

Wow! It feels like summer just arrived and it’s almost already gone. Soon all the kids will be going back to school and the leaves will be changing. For now, we got to deal with the heat & humidity. I’m not complaining too much. However, I would prefer my 70 degree weather and sweaters. Or I would like the nice weather I experienced while I was on vacation out on Cape Cod. Talking about Cape Cod, it was a wonderful & relaxing vacation. I’m sorry Alex couldn’t join because of her unexpected fever. Yet, me & Caroline still enjoyed ourselves. We explored Cambridge/Boston, Mashpee, Martha’s Vineyard, and Provincetown. We had nice beach weather and we ended our last day at the beach watching a beautiful sunset. I can do another staycation.

Starting in September my finances are increasing partly because my living expenses have increased and the student loan pause will end. So traveling abroad will be on pause after 2025. Summer 2025, I’m planning to go to Montego Bay, Jamaica with a group friends. As a good compromise, and somewhat last hooray, I’m looking into staying at an affordable all inclusive resort. I’m debating on whether to invite a big group of people or kind of keep it small to those I know will make an effort in planning this trip & go. I have an year and half to feel the water. Next years trip will either be a mother & daughter trip or a family trip with my brother’s family. Destination: Charleston, South Carolina. I still like the idea of doing a solo trip and rent a treehouse or cabin for myself somewhere like in New Hampshire or Vermont. Just a four day weekend for myself. I enjoy my alone time. I would do this in the Fall. This could give me the peace & silence to do some writing and/or reading. There’s plenty of places in the U.S. I still want to visit but Portland, Oregon is next on my list. Abroad, Amsterdam, the Netherlands and the Democratic Republic of Congo (I have to visit the motherland of my African ancestors).

Circling back to my day to day life…work makes me want to pull my hair out sometimes or just runaway. I don’t believe that it just being the summer is what is leading to burnout, the pressure of the the job along with our sucky safety nets, lack of staff and influx of people in need; cracks my spirit. I’m not feeling hopeless…things just need to get better. We have to open positions: CVPR social worker and Adelante social work advocate (my position but with BWH). With all the extra work I’ve been doing with On-call (acute response), I should be getting compensated more. More money or more PTO. When I discuss what’s been happening at work with others, they tend to ask me what else am I interested doing? I’m still figuring that out myself. It seems like the people I’ve spoken with are satisfied with their current roles after trying one or two other jobs before the current one. Or leaving their current job because they found a better opportunity more exact to what they vision themselves doing in the long run. Or looking for part time work to make extra money as well as fulfill/add to their passion.

Nothing is really poppin for me. Professional goal: LICSW which will take me two years to get. So I’m not really going anywhere anytime soon. If or when I leave BIDMC, I don’t think I want to go to another department or continue to work in a hospital. If I stay in the medical field I would want to work at a community center whether that be a community mental health center or a small community health clinic being a regular social worker. I would love to continue my work with trafficking survivors. The alternative would be working with adolescents and young adults. Casandra said she could see me working with the elderly. Am I becoming my mother LOL. She’s mainly worked with young children and the elderly, but she’s burnt out too. Praying that these positions will be filled soon so I can adjust my schedule to fit my work lifestyle. Two days remote, three days on-site. Mondays: Administrative. Tuesdays & Thursdays: clinical and case management. Wednesdays: Team meetings. Fridays: Acute Response.

I’m still in the process of finding some answers with my physical health. So far, its just been one exam/test after another. At the end, whatever is causing things to change my body, I hope its nothing too serious that I can’t change for the good naturally and I can resolve in a short timeframe. On the upside, my spiritual & mental health is good. Family is family, and I don’t have much to say about that. Until we speak again…

[jilymicrofics-deactived]

Hello, so I wanted to ask about Prompt 5: bubble? I know you just used it, but I request an alternative? Where James Potter and Lily Evans are floating inside a giant bubble above the clouds, watching the sunset?

Hey anon! 

We’re gonna take a guess this particular ask was directed at @charmsandtealeaves after the reblog of their attempt at prompt 5. Bubble from the february prompt list.

Luckily for you Charms is the admin here so can definitely fulfil this request. It's a super cute idea. Watch this space!

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