#and it's gonna get so much worse when April rolls around

[pianokantzart]

Guys I warned you that I'd be completely unmanageable once we got some information on The Knuckles Show I warned you

[silkythewriter]

Hey, hi, hello! I had this idea for a Vox x reader that won’t leave me no matter what I do. I know you’re probably sick of writing for vox so much lately, so no pressure to do this! Take your time and don’t feel pressured to get it out soon! :D

What if Vox had a short s/o- I just barely realized how short the demons in hell can be and I think would be interesting. Like- what if his s/o just constantly walked on their tippy toes so they don’t seem as short as they really are compared to Vox? I also think it would be hilarious if his s/o was ever in an argument and they just randomly got Vox to pick them up because they want a height advantage.

-🃏

★Vox with a short! Reader★

Warnings!: non pure fluff!

Fandom!: Hazbin hotel

Author note: HI OKAY I DUNNO IF THE OG REQUESTER IS EVER GONNA SEE THIS BUT GENUINELY I LOVE WHEN U REQUEST!, and thank you so so so much for checking up on me last time!, again thank you for requesting and I know I have some of your other request in my inbox so I’ll definitely go take a look LOVE YOUR IDEAS SORRY THIS IS LONG (💧｡•́‿•̀｡)

Summary!: Vox with a short! Reader (￣▽￣)

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“Look at me

I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree

And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud“

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OKAY, OKAY, BUT LIKE HE DEFINITELY LOVES THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE.

Don’t get me wrong, this man would love you whatever height you’re at, but man can he admit he loves when you have to snap your neck up ward just to look him in the eyes. He finds it hilarious. 

He teases you a ton, he blames you for his back problems, having to bend a bit down to kiss you. (Definitely not that he looks like a gremlin in his work chair hunched over stacks of papers)

Don’t get me started on the names he gives you, quite literally calls you doll cause he just loves how short and small you are!

Oh and that thingy you do with your tippy toes? To try and seem just a tinny bit taller? He also finds that hilarious!. Literally watched you struggle to balance yourself and purposely scares you so you slip up a bit and you end up landing in his arms. He’s a charmer what can he say?

Hates when someone else teases you though, that’s his bit, who do they think they are???

Likes looming over you as you do something, he can’t and won’t explain why he likes it he just finds it enjoying

For April fools’ he actually left a bunch of stools around your shared apartment for you (which…actually was very much needed for you, which he burst out laughing at)

He does find himself looking at you from afar and spacing off, he just finds you cute, everything About you, even your height!, he can’t help but just admire you for a bit.

Carry’s you bridle style, girl, boy, or in-between doesn’t matter to him. He loves how small you feel in his arms.

Val and velvet calling you his elf is probably the worse teasing you faced there but if it upsets you Vox is quick to silence them.

Now we’re heading into the topic of arguments…(ﾒ﹏ﾒ)

“Look at me in my eyes when I talk to you!”you huffed watching him roll his eyes “Fine.” Vox says as he picks you up. You two broke into a giggle after that 😭

Whenever your stern talking him he turns his screen into a camera so you can see what he sees needless to say you didn’t talk to him for a week.

When ever you two sit together he uses you as an arm rest here and there messing up your hair but he really couldn’t care much (ಡ‸ಡ)

Likes having you in his lap as he works like I said in my last post about him, he can’t help it. You truly are like a doll to him and he just enjoys having you in his lap and holding you in his arms.

Cuddling is definitely easier as he opts to big spoon most of the time, but if you figure out a way or want to be big spoon he won’t protest to much. He finds it cute like a little koala hanging off his back ( he has stated this out loud before and burst out laughing with you ( =ω= ) )

Purposely calls you to get an item he intentionally put on the high shelf of a cabinet literally his favorite thing to pull on you

“Honey, mind grabbing the popcorn?, my new show is about to come on” he said sweetly as he pointed to the pantry from the couch. You shrugged “sure” you said getting up as you dug through the pantry’s bottom and middle shelves but coming out empty handed and confused. “I think we ran out…” you trailed off knowing you saw it yesterday in there. “Oh, I must have moved it, check up there” he said in a fake remorseful tone as he again, pointed his finger only to the top shelves nearing the roof. “Vox!” You groaned turning your head up as you heard him chuckle behind you.

Picks you up randomly when your not budging and just takes you himself 😭

Overall, he genuinely finds your height adorable!, and aside from teasing, he does really finds you cute. And is careful not to hurt your feelings most of the time…(unless he’s having a particularly bad day) but always makes up for it!. He loves you, and he’ll make sure you know that. ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

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AHHHHH I LOVE WRITING THIS THANK YOU SOSOSOOS MUCH FOR REQUESTING I HOPE YOU ENJOYED PLEASE REQUEST AGAIN!

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It's April in Jorvik - ( sabine x reader ) Chapter 1

hi! I plan to crosspost this fanfic to AO3 as soon as I get my invite :')

( cw: swearing. )

It’s April in Jorvik. 

The snow is off the ground, the grass is green, and the Equestrian Festival is finishing its preparations. 

And as for you, you were truly excited for it, but now you’re stuck running errands for your fellow Soul Riders… again.

You thought last year was ridiculous dealing with Alex and Linda’s last minute tasks, but this year was even worse. Both Anne and Lisa were tagging along this year which has added on to your own preparations for the festival. As much as you’re usually happy to help, you can’t help but curse to yourself this time for being so willingly. Stupid Soul Rider nonsense. All you wanted to do was practice and prepare your horses for the events you were set to participate in. But no, you’re were dealing with setting up another booth for the girls, helping Lisa gather her tack and outfits, and attempting to prevent Concorde from spooking at everything. Thankfully, everything other than Concorde has been dealt with, but now you’re losing light and you’re walking your horse next to Anne while she hand walks Concorde. 

This reincarnation of Concorde is, respectfully, a major pain in the ass. She still isn’t able to talk just yet, even after being aged by Vala, so it makes every situation worse because she can’t even tell you what her problem is. You were riding your starbreed, who is just about as fed up as you with everything. Unfortunately, for your horse, he was the best option for putting up with Concorde’s bullshit. The gelding pinned his ears at every out of line movement by Concorde. If she got too close he nipped at her, putting her back in line. By this point, you’ve figured out that she hates the balloons, so you were doing slow laps around the arena to get her accustomed to them. 

After your tenth lap Concorde finally calmed down enough to walk without trying to break free from Anne’s grasp. 

“ Anne, it's like 8pm. I think she’s about as desensitized to everything as she’s gonna get .” You give a gentle tug on your horse's reins and his ears pricked back up as he stopped. Anne looked at you and looked back to her horse, defeated. You hop off your gelding and give his neck a good pat. 

“ She’s as good as she’s going to get. ” Anne reiterates your sentiment with a sigh. 

“ Can we please get back to the stables? Between everything I’ve done today, I haven’t had time to see my other horses that I might be riding tomorrow. ” 

Anne nods. “ I have to deal with cleaning up Concorde anyways. She isn’t anywhere where she needs to be if she’s possibly going to be performing tomorrow. ” The grey mare pinned her ears back at her and snorted in annoyance at the notion she isn’t up to par. Does it make sense to clean a grey horse the night before a competition..? Who knows, but you aren’t gonna rain on her parade. However, Concorde’s a priss so maybe she’d stay clean. The two of you start your walk back over to the stables and trailers. You don’t bother to grab your starbreed’s reins, he follows you along like a dog. Besides, you’re too focused on making sure Concorde doesn’t try to pull a fast one on the two of you.

“ Where are you stalling her? Are you bringing her back to your home stable or are you staying here for the night? ” 

“ I could not imagine leaving her here. ” Anne practically scoffed at you. “ We are going back home. I won’t lie, I truly don’t know how I’d fit all of my outfits and whatnot into a suitcase. Also, where on earth would I get ready? ” 

“ I’m staying at the inn? A lot of the people who are competing are staying at the inn? ” You give her a look. Anne returned the look and rolled her eyes. 

“ Yeah, not happening. I’ll just deal with waking up earlier tomorrow. “ You shrug at her and the two of you finish your walk to the stable and part ways. Your horse audibly breathed a sigh of relief when Concorde was out of sight. You chuckled at him and gave him a pat on the shoulder.

“ Yeah, I know. That was awful. But, hey, you were great, boy. ” You gave him a rub on the forehead. “ Let’s get that tack off of you, you deserve some rest. ” You led him to his stall and untacked him, leaving his tack on the stand next to his stall door. 

As you walked out the stall he tried to follow behind, but was stopped by you closing his door. He bobbed his head and snorted at you in protest. 

“ I didn’t forget bud, I promise. ” You rummage through the bag you brought and grab your bucket of Stud Muffins. The starbreed eagerly, but politely, snatched the treat from your hand, satisfied. 

You turn to the next couple of stalls and see the two other horses you brought with you. You were set to compete in a few categories in the following days and decided to use some of your other horses to give them some time away from the stables.

Your starbreed was going to be your horse for the cross country section. That honestly should be a given from the amount of nonsense the two of you have gotten yourself into throughout all of Jorvik.

 You brought an 11 year-old Belgian Warmblood gelding for show jumping. Thunder is black with a small snip on his nose and he towers over you at a good 16.9 hands. He’s been with you for a while now and has proved to be a fantastic performer.  

Finally, you brought your new 6 year-old Andalusian mare for dressage. Daybreak is a gorgeous dapple grey mare, you are still in awe that you managed to snag her. In all honesty, you aren’t too serious about the dressage portion, but you thought it’d be a good experience just to test out your new mare in the ring. However, you know that she’d be fantastic no matter the rider. 

You give the two of them their own Stud Muffins and give them both a scratch for good measure. 

You were in your own world when suddenly two tall shadows nearly made you jump out of your skin. At the entrance of the stable a tall woman walks in leading a large black Fresian through the door. It doesn’t take you long to realize who it was.

Sabine. 

Of course. Why wouldn’t she be here? She was the last two years. You briefly recall the events that transpired between the two of you last April and the one before. 

You stay silent and try to finish up your chores for the night, grabbing a bucket for your horses’ grain. Khaan's steps thundering through the otherwise silent barn.

Annnnnnd of course she has Khaan stalled right next to your overly friendly gelding, Thunder. You mentally groan and try to not let your embarrassment show. The black gelding immediately tries to make friends with Khaan through the bars separating their stalls. The larger stallion pins his ears back at the attention, but doesn’t truly react until Sabine exits the stall. The moment she closes the stall door, the Fresian emits the lowest squeal you’ve ever heard from a horse and he kicks at the wall separating them. Thunder backs off and goes to seek attention from Sabine. She ignores his attempts and flings Khaan’s lead rope over her shoulder.

Sabine glares in your direction before turning to a bag sat next to Khaan’s stall door, pulling out a hoof pick and returning inside Khaan’s stall. Hm, bold after your horse just raised hell.

“ Wouldn’t have taken you as a person with more than one horse. ” She commented as she began to work on Khaan’s hooves, not bothering to make eye contact with you. “ Thought a Soul Rider would be too loyal to even think about it. ” 

You try and fail miserably to stop yourself from chuckling which earns you another glare and scowl in your direction when she puts Khaan’s hoof down. 

“ And I wouldn’t take the Dark Rider as one that would stall their horse in a public stable. ” You shoot back at her sarcastically, but lightheartedly. “ But I guess, no one else really knows that you’re a Dark Rider here. So, what difference does it make? ”  You say as you dump grain into Thunder’s feed bucket, which makes him entirely forget about Sabine and Khaan. 

“ You should see my home stable. It’d make your head spin if you think me having two other horses is more than you expected. ” You make your way back to your bag of grain, making Daybreak’s dinner. Sabine gave an audible huff as she finished up her work on her horse’s feet. She exited the stall again and threw the pick down in her bag. 

“ I don’t think it’s really any of your business why I have Khaan stalled here. Why don’t you just focus on your horses and I’ll deal with mine.” Ah there you go, that’s the Sabine you remember.

“Hey, you spoke first.” You dump the grain into your mare’s bucket. The two of you go to your work in awkward silence. You weren’t really sure why you were comfortable being alone with her, or moreso, why you didn't feel threatened by her presence. However, your starbreed wasn’t too happy about her being so close to you. You could feel him grow uneasy as you heard him pace and paw at the ground. Maybe you were too tired to really acknowledge the amount of danger you could be in? However, she didn’t seem too intimidating right now. If anything, she was a bit underwhelming for what you’d expect. 

You finish up your tasks with your horses and hang your feed bucket up. Looking over to Sabine you see that she’s fiddling with something in her bag. 

“ If you get bored again, I’m always up for a chase around Jarlaheim between competitions. ” You said picking up your bag. “ I could always use the warmup for my horses. ” Sabine stops what she was doing and cocks an eyebrow at you.

“ And willingly give you what you'd consider an advantage? That’s the stupidest shit I think I ever heard you say Soul Rider. ” She practically chuckles at you, dumbfounded by your words. 

“ Thought you’d enjoy the chance to kick my ass and leave me in the dirt. You know, like the last two years. ” You shrugged. “ Whatever. If you change your mind I’ll be around. ” You walk off and make your way back to the inn to call it a night, not waiting for her response.

That was fucking stupid.

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Collar Crimes -> Pouring Rain

It’s technically not April (when i originally planned to write this) but life happens. I’m thinking the next one is gonna be how they met but lmk if you guys want something else. 💗

Notes: some of reader’s insecurities come out, Suguru’s a sweetheart, talks of violence and very light gore.

“Sweetheart?”

“‘M sorry! I’ll come back later- uh I’ll see you at home!”

(On a completely unrelated note, calling you sweetheart in front of everyone made your cheeks flush and heart flutter just the tiniest bit.)

This would be the first time you’ve interrupted his business. You should have knocked and now, on top of the humiliation of dripping water everywhere, you embarrassed yourself.

It was rare for you to go to Suguru‘s office, and certainly not unattended and unprompted. His building was closer to your evening class on campus than the penthouse and you were shivering and cold and completely soaked from the pouring rain.

Well, the rain wouldn’t have been so bad if it weren’t dark or for the car that drove by and drenched you.

“Leave.”

You flinched at his tone and bit your lip to stop it from trembling. You couldn’t let yourself cry in front of everyone and make it worse, you screwed up more than enough. Your head was already down and you were on your way out the door as fast as you could but you were blocked by the bodies of the other men leaving the room.

Oh. He meant the people he was meeting with, to your relief. Maybe he wasn’t too mad then?

“Not you bunny, c’mere. What happened? You must be freezing.” Warm arms wrapped around your shivering frame and held you close uncaring if he got wet too, a kiss to your forehead helped calm your anxiety from your interruption.

“I’m sorry for barging in, no one was out at the desk to tell me you were busy so I thought it was okay. I didn’t know- ” you were guided to the desk and onto the surface while he looked for something in the closet— a change of clothes.

“I don’t care about that, you’re always my first priority so never apologize. Why are you wet, sweetheart? I thought you had your seven pm class.”

“I did, but its raining so hard and my phone died so I couldn’t call anyone for a ride and my friends already left and I didn’t have an umbrella and I figured I’d just walk and try to be quick but then a car splashed me and I was so cold and tired and-” you took a big breath to calm down and stop rambling, “It was too much- dark too, and this was closer than going straight home.” You still felt bad for interrupting his meeting, but the warmer you got the less you regretted it.

Suguru closed the blinds to his office hummed in sympathy. (he never liked those damn friends of yours, they never valued you enough in his opinion and the fact that they left you there without even offering a ride only proved that) and started helping you out of the wet clothes clinging to your skin before placing them in a plastic bag to take home later. “You have my clothes here?”

He smiled, “You know I’m always prepared, but I figured they’d come in handy at some point. It’s just an outfit or two in a go bag for emergencies.” Your heart swelled, he was always so thoughtful when it came to you . “I got a few blankets and pillow too after you fell asleep here the first time, if you’re interested. I have to stay a few more hours but if you would rather go home I can have someone drive you.”

You shook your head, “I’d like to stay please, if it’s not a bother.”

“Of course it isn’t, why else do you think I have the blankets and pillow, bunny? You’re my bunny, you always have a place next to me.”

The tears started rolling, he wiped them away with large, warm tattooed hands and hugged you tightly to his chest. “Sorry, just been a rough day and I’m emotional.”

“I know, but you did a good thing by coming here. I’m proud of you for thinking of yourself instead of trying to get home on your own. Especially in the dark. You hate it, and s‘not safe for you out there.”

You were trying really hard, with your boyfriend’s help, to work on the part of you that felt less than and like a burden at times. It was difficult to unlearn the way you felt about yourself for years and years growing up but you were making great progress.

“Are you sure it’s okay for me to hear what you’re doing for work? Isn’t it confidential?”

He just gave you a look and helped you slide on some socks.

“You should warm up soon, but how about a rest on the couch during my meeting for a little while, yeah? I’ll keep our voices down.”

You nodded and allowed him to wrap you in one of the soft blankets he spoke of before. “Wait here a second. I’ll keep it as brief as I can.”

“So we’re looking at about 50k in damages…”

Whatever they were saying didn’t really matter to you. They kept their voices low to not disturb you for the most part.

A newer member raised his voice once Suguru corrected him immediately. “Quiet down or I’ll cut your tongue out.” And there weren’t any other incidents.

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[fizzywashere87]

Erm... Trans Masc reader x R!Mikey fluff? Pls?

TM!Reader x R!Donnie fluff?

TM!Reader x R!Leo fluff?

TM!Reader x R!Raph fluff?

Any fluff pls

Im feeling low-key melancholy (u know why) and I need comfort

Or if your cool with it, gut wrenching angst that will make me hurt to the very core of my being and make me cry like a baby?

-xoxo Nardo

notes: yes. just yes. okay, i apologize in advance if these are not what you wanted/posted too late... but i hope you enjoy pookie!! i'm gonna write them as hcs so you get all in one AND it's not built like a script!

Hehe just in time for Pride Month! :3

HAPPY PRIDE!

Masterlist

Warnings: male reader, male pronouns used, cussing?, fluff!!

RotTMNT x TransMasc! Reader

~Raph-a-Doodle~

Okay, we all know cuzzo's like the biggest sweetheart-

He's going to love you unconditionally for two reasons

One, in his mind, nothing can be worse than his whole.. situation.

Two, you're literally the most majestic, the most gracious person and lover to ever walk the earth! In his eyes strictly- not mine /J /NS I JS WANTED TO BE FUNNY

Raph's gonna support you no matter what decisions you make in life and he's going to follow your every move :3 -seriously he cannot live without you-

Is on top of your pronouns and will threaten anyone who tries to a fuckass skank

TAKING YOU TO PRIDE PARADES

He'd get you like the Transgender flag but like the big one so you can wear it like a cape! -He says you're his hero and heroes have capes :3

Also gets you tinier flags and pins so you can wave 'em n wear 'em -hehe see what i did with the alliteration?

You can sit on his shoulders 'cuz you know he's tall and stuff

Best experience ever bro

He is also adorned in the Pride Attire™

OMG yk like the lil corks they put on sharp things?

You put some of those on him but like it's pride (cuz you know- you gay an stuff /ref) and now it's a festive safety feature!

Proudly displays you to the world an' I wanna make that so clear

"This is my s/o! Ain't he just the handsomest?"

Yeah he's cute

Helps you with anything you need

If you choose to bind he'll help make sure it's on safely and shit

Raph always makes sure you're comfortable and happy

If you're happy he's happy!

Raph loves you and he'll treat you the same (just with these added perks) no matter what- as long as you're happy my boy is thriving

~Neon-Leon~

Now this one-

This one...

Motherfucker's gay as shit we already know-

Yeah no fucking surprise there when this one came outta the closet

He's probably TransMasc too :3

"It's cause I'm gay isn't it?"

Yes tf-

Okay but like he's good to you and that's all that matters

Again, he doesn't treat you all that different besides the added perks >v<

He's such a simp for you don't let his annoying attitude fool you

Bro's gay and homophobic for you /ref amor would understand

Helps you with whatever you need, seriously

Call him and he's a portal away

Big help with transitioning

His room's got a big ass section dedicated to pride

Flags, pins, posters, uhm- what's with the sock and why is it hard as a rock?

"DON'T TOUCH THAT-"

"EW YOU FUCKING WANKER WHY DID YOU LEAVE THAT THERE?!"

aw what the shit man.

Don't speak of that with him he'll get pissy and you don't wanna deal with Pissy Leo™

PRIDE PARADE!

Y'all have the most Gender Fits™ istg

ADORNED IN FESTIVE CLOTHING FOR THE FESTIVE EVENT!!

Both of you guys are wearing the flag-cape thingy I'm not sure what to call

You went with the Transgender Theme and he went with the Gay Theme

Says it suits his color n he's not lying

Another one to proudly displays you

"MAKE WAY FOR MY MOST HANDSOMEST BOYFRIEND PEASANTS!!"

"Nobody's in the way Leo." April would roll her eyes alongside the rest of his brothers

You'd either match Leo's energy or tell him to stfu-

Back to the pride parade-

Nobody actually gives a fuck he's green

"I know a place," Ahh boyfriend

You guys have a blast marching around and the Gender Fits™ are your new favorite outfits

He loves you so much and he will show it through his one liners/pickups lines

It's really bad-

"Are you testosterone because you're testing my heart strings!"

*Receives the window treatment*

Gayest couple in New York but you guys OWN IT

~Othello Von Ryan~

Bro is literally indifferent

It's not that Donnie doesn't care- no he cares tenfolds and it shows

But he also doesn't care

Like he doesn't make as big of a commotion about it verbally

He does show you off literally everywhere tho-

"Ah yes, my superbly handsome s/o, [Name]!"

And he does have a pride section in his lab :3

He's just Autistic ∞

Is on top of allat medical shit for you

And also will help you with literally anything you need

"Donnie, it's Pride Month, you know what that means!" "Huh? Do you want me to like- make gay tech? What?" /reffff

Yes tf

And he does just that

He ended up making you a Lil' Reminder Guy

It reminds you to like- do stuff

Ion wtv tf you want

Just tell it when it needs to tell you to Do Stuff™ and it will

Take meds, walk the dog, eat, drink water, SLEEP

And it's gay LMFAO

Also probably created a pride flag printer :0

He's literally the best omgie

He's smart and hot?

insert ring on finger plz -><-

Except you giggle cause 👉👌

PRIDE PARADE!

Donnie picks out your Gender Fit™ because he needs "his handsome significant other looking his best!"

Any of them masturbators wanna be dickheads? There's now a virus taking over their whole ass phone and it spread to their computer

He swears it wasn't him and it happened to be convenient timing

You let it go 'cause what the fuck they had it coming

Man the love is seen and is On The Brain™

Donnie does literally anything for you and will do it with Pride~

~Magic Mike~

Mans is all for it but in uppercase letters

Mikey's second favorite thing about Pride is defo the colors

The first being people being able to be themselves and all the happy faces :3

It's pretty much his scene

You give him literally the biggest excuse to be A r t i s t i c

Drawing on you 24/7 hkhuyhgygti-

Displaying you like his biggest achievement

In his eyes, you are again, his eyes, not mine /J AGAIN SORRY IM NOT FUNNY-

"Look at my adorable s/o, [Name]! Isn't he sososos adorable?"

The threatening stare he gives after makes anyone shit their pants and they will not DARE to disagree

Mikey will do literally anything for you and is another one to do it with Pride~

PRIDE PARADE!

He won't fully leave you to pick out the fit but he is definitely pitching in A LOT

"You would look so amazing and handsome if you put it with this!!"

Places the cape on you so dramatically you laugh every time

Paints your face for the occasion

Cannot convince me he doesn't make a face while doing it LMFAO

Dating Mikey means you've got yourself a guard dog

Should anyone imply that you're anything besides amazing?

He's sending their fuckass twinkass self beyond where they came from-

Heavily assisting in your transition

Whatever you need is there as fast as he can possibly cause it "cause it"?

Mikey makes fun in all the annoying and uncomfy stuff you'd have to get through and you're so grateful you have him there to help

Also has a pride section in his room

It's so bright and colorful between all the flags and posters and pins

He collects those pins like they're sports cards

You literally give him an excuse to be so A r t i s t i c

His muse istg-

"My handsome angel face!! Look what I made! I seen something that made me think of you, and then it gave me an idea to paint this!!"

Your heart fucking melted oml

He's so precious bro

Holds you extra tight because he loves you so much

He'd do anything and everything for you

No matter what you do or say he'll always stick with you <3

don't click see more to see the tags. i had a lil too much time on my hands-

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Oneshot scenario: Leo x GN!Reader - Late Hour Conversations

Prompt: A surprise visit from Leo when the reader couldn't make it to the lair due to pms (tone can be viewed as platonic or romantic)

Warnings: mostly towards the topic of pms (nothing too graphic though) and a slight mention of throwing up (again not too graphic)

Close to 2 am...

You just woke up from an accidental nap in attempt to get rid of the monthly menstrual headaches. Your phone was a few inches away as you winced grabbing it.

Sorry Leo, I can't make it to the lair today.

I couldn't sleep because of pms and I still have a terrible headache because of it...

The electronic screen laid out the messages you sent a few hours ago. You looked for some other video to watch while adjusting your head back onto the pillow.

The sound of a light blue portal appearing close to your bedside immediately caught your attention. As you tried to sit up while the red slider turtle almost dropped a plastic bag, slightly startled that you were still awake at this hour.

Leo cleared his throat but, still held on the bag filled with menstrual products, attempting to hide the worried look on his face.

"The store ran out on what you usually use so... Think you can manage a few days with these?"

"Its fine thanks but, you're not using this time to skip out on the night patrols?"

"Its been kind of a slow week so not much was happening. Until we all saw your message."

"When you mentioned the headache part, we didn't want to risk making it worse. Since we can get a bit rowdy and I dunno, just one turtle checking up on you seemed like the best idea."

"I'm guessing you guys were panicking when it happened to April."

Leo rolled his eyes as he made himself comfortable sitting in a nearby chair.

"I wouldn't call it panicking if we ended up getting pale faces with how Splinter explained it. At least April can make it sound like something out of a scary movie."

The turtle took notice towards a cup by your desk before looking back at you.

"I'd hate to bug you about staying hydrated at this hour but, if the headache's back, I could go grab a refill for you."

A sly smile showed up on your face as you briefly paused the video.

"When you say it like that, you're almost starting to sound like Raph."

Leo got up from the chair as he stuck out his tongue at you, taking the empty drink.

"You and Donnie always forget to eat breakfast right before Raph or Mikey wake up. Just be lucky I haven't told them about it."

The turtle returned back with the glass of water just as you readjusted yourself sitting by the edge of your bed. You briefly muttered a thanks with a remark.

"If you did, you'd be whining about missing a few hours for your well needed beauty sleep."

Leo sat beside you but, ignored the comment. Feeling his face heat up as you sipped your drink.

"You still kind of scared us when you were close to throwing up in the turtle tank. Just taking a shortcut away from reaching your favorite fast food place."

You muttered a geez under your breath, realizing it was a month ago when that happened.

"Don't remind me, I would have to be Donnie's helper for a few weeks if I ended up making a mess on his prized vehicle."

Leo lightly chuckled relaxing his shoulders as he began to stretch.

"I'm pretty sure Donnie will ease up on the workload. The fact you can keep up with his neverending tangents helps a lot. But, in case he gets a little too over his head, just get a spare beach ball-"

You lightly pinched Leo's cheek before going back to finish your drink.

"Yeah no, I can hold my ground against Donnie if he's gonna be stubborn about taking breaks."

"When he claimed, he can surpass my messed up sleep schedule by noon. Around 9 am, when I placed a pillow close to his keyboard. He was already snoring on top of it."

Leo rubbed his cheek while crossing one of his legs on to the edge of the bed.

"I guess any beach ball pranks are out of the question because..."

"I can already imagine you rushing to defend Donnie from those 'dreaded colorful spheres.'"

A light hum and smirk surfaced your face as you pretended to ignore Leo.

"If you keep bringing up it, I'll mostly spare Mikey and Raph and just aim for your face instead."

"Hey, I was kidding about that?! I wouldn't go that far to scare Donnie!"

The red slider turtle pouted as you laughed but, not loud enough to draw attention to your room.

"I know, just wanted to see if you're still keeping up to being the face man of the group~."

"Uh duh, its still part of my image. I don't need to be reminded-"

"Unless you want to keep pestering me about it~."

You playfully pushed Leo away but, grinned back at him.

"I guess I owe you a pizza since my headache hasn't come back to bite me."

"So, thanks Leo..."

Leo almost froze from the hug but, nuzzled near your shoulder because of your high body temperature.

"Are you gonna hate me if I really want pineapple toppings?"

You poked his face with your empty cup as Leo hid his head from your annoyed smile.

"I'll glare at you if you don't give me something in return..."

Leo gave a quick thumbs up before hurrying out of the door to refill your drink.

After a couple of days, both of you reached a compromise on an empty rooftop building, trading the pizza box for your favorite food. You still silently judged Leo's choice of pizza toppings.

However, he was more content that he got to see a genuine smile from you.

Bonus drawing:

I couldn’t draw the body without making it too wonky so here’s a quick sketch of a POV where you don’t notice Leo acting almost soft around you > /// <

[roppongi-division]

ARB Birthday Special 2024: Kai Quinlan

~~ April 16th ~~

"Do not judge me by my successes, judge me by how many times I fell down and got back up again."

Login Lines:

"...Hmm? No, you're not disturbing me. I was trying to come up with a theme for this song I was working on, but nothing's coming to mind, so I was taking a break. So, what's up?"

"...A present? For what? ...My birthday? ...Oh crap. That is today, isn't it? No wonder Mireya looked so frustrated with me this morning when she asked what today was. I knew it wasn't our anniversary, but..."

Voice Lines:

"35 years old, huh? ...Man, time just seems to fly by. It's been almost a decade since I officially moved here to Japan from the U.S. and became a Japanese citizen. ...It's also been 10 years since Mireya and I became husband and wife. ...Man, has it really been that long since all that? Time seems to move to fast or slow depending on the situation..."

"My fans on the radio show all wished me a 'happy birthday' and thanked me for my radio show. It was nice of them. I thanked them all for their wishes and for being members of the Wolfpac. Without them, Wolf of Shadows would be nothing."

"I got a call from my sister, Kairi. She wished me a 'happy birthday' and congratulations me and Mireya on 10 years. I was glad to catch up with her. She's doing well. ...And you're not gonna believe this, but... well, apparently, I'm going to be an uncle. ...Yup, my sister's pregnant! I'm really happy for her! She doesn't know if it's a boy or girl, but she's hoping for a girl. I'm really happy for her! I'll have to make some time to fly back home and see her when I can."

"I... I asked her how mom was doing, but... she didn't really say. Apparently, mom's cut off all contact with her. I guess she didn't approve of the news that her daughter was going to be a mom. *Sighs* I really worry about that woman. Can she never be happy for once..."

"Hey hun. ...Yes, I finally realized that today was my birthday. I'm sorry I forgot. ...Hey, would it have been worse if it was your birthday, or, Heaven forbid, our anniversary? ...Right. Shutting up now. ...Yes, yes, you're right. Thank you, babe. I really appreciate both it, and you. Thank you."

"So, what is this? ...An Orb Vinyl LP Flattener? ...Oh yeah, I was browsing this on the Internet one day. My vinyl discs were getting scratched up and they say this is supposed to repair them. Thank you very much, love. I really, really appreciate it. ...Thank you, love. I love you too."

"Hey, son. Thank you. ...Old? I'm pretty sure being in your mid 30s doesn't constitute as 'old', son. There are plenty of other people in Japan, far older than me. ...Like Jakurai, your doctor? He's one year older than me. ...Gee, thanks son. I'll be sure to remember that when your birthday rolls around in December."

"So what exactly did you give me for my birthday? Something 'old', I presume? ...LED Glasses? Oh yeah, I've seen some of the teen kids wearing these. They're supposed to light up at certain intervals, right? They look nice, but... don't they seem a little, I don't know, 'dramatic?' ...If you say so, son. Fine, I'll take and wear them. ...Yeah, thanks son."

Mireya Lines:

"Well, good morning, mi amor. I sincerely hope you recall what day it is today. ...Thank goodness. I know you get a little distracted sometimes, love, but that is no excuse to missing on important days. ...Love, if you were to forget either of those days, I'd make sure you spent the rest of this year and the next sleeping on the living room couch. *Sighs* It's moments like this that remind me of why I fell in love with you. I love you, mi amor."

"Anyway, here is your birthday gift. You mentioned that some of your old vinyl discs were getting dented and scratched, correct? Well, I saw this in the history pages on our computer and decided to purchase it. ...No problem, mi amor. I'm glad you like it. I love you, my gorgeous husband."

Zakari Lines:

"Hey pops! Happy birthday! So, how's it feel to be 'old' now? ...Of course it does! Everyone knows that reaching your mid 30s is a sign of oldness. ...Oh, Jakurai-sensei has always been old. He even acts like an old man half the time! Don't believe me? Just ask Kensaku-san over in Toyama! But don't worry, you still have him beat on cuteness! ...No problem, old man! Hahaha!"

"So, here's your birthday gift! ...They're LED glasses! I saw some of the club goers wearing these, and I thought they'd look good on you! You could wear them when you're up on stage DJing! ...'Dramatic?' Don't be ridiculous, pops! They're totally 'you'. Trust me. ...Glad you like them, pops! Happy birthday again!"

[mad4turtles]

brave when I have to be (pt 2)

a ROTTMNT future!fic

[PART 1 HERE]

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Casey is going to die.

Physically, he's no worse for wear. His broken hand is an easy fix between Master Mikey's healing hands and the sling Aunt April fashions to keep it steady against his chest, the cuts he received from Subprime's claws are all stitched up, and the bruises will eventually fade with some ice. 

Mentally, emotionally and spiritually? Casey can feel the noose around his neck, tense and tight as the silence chokes the med bay.

Master Leonardo hasn't said a word. He'd tended to Casey's minor lacerations, but his face was hard and cold. He didn't look Casey in the eye once. And Casey's too afraid to try, so he keeps his head down and doesn't talk. It won't do much to prevent his death, but it might quicken the blow. 

Leonardo puts the equipment away, carefully rolling up the unused bandages and throwing out the bloody tissues. Michelangelo takes Casey's uninjured hand and holds it tight. April is typing something on Uncle Tello's Genius Built vambrace, probably checking in on the soft shell. 

Thinking of how badly his hands shook as he fought for control makes Casey's eyes burn with shame.

Sensei snaps the first-aid box shut and straightens, facing the wall. “Commander.”

Everyone jumps. Aunt April sets her jaw and steps forward. “Sir.”

“Take Casey to my quarters. I'll finish up here. Michelangelo, help Don. It's been over ten minutes, and he hasn't calmed down. He might need assistance.”

Twin senses are something else, Casey thinks in awe.

But Uncle Mikey frowns at Sensei's shell. “Leo—”

“Michael. Go. Help. Don.”

Uncle Mikey's frown deepens, but he lets Casey go with a final hair ruffe before floating off the ground and through the door. Aunt April gives Sensei's shell a look before helping the boy off the bed and herding him out of the med bay with an arm around his shoulders. 

Her grip is tight but not restraining. He could run for it right now. He wouldn't get far, but he could try.

But the look on April's face has him leaning against her instead. He needs it about as much as she does.

They reach Sensei's room—back where it all started—and Casey sits on the bed. It's huge, just like Sensei, and soft as far as old mattresses go with limited resources. 

April rolls her neck and shoulders with a long sigh, hands on her hips. “Damn,” she says with feeling. “What a freakin' day.” 

She looks at Casey, frowning sternly, and the boy wilts under her gaze. She's always been fierce, fearless and wild as his mother, but she's never lost her temper the way she did. Even now, all shades of angry and frightened, her stare doesn't burn through him, but still blisters the skin. 

“Your Sensei's prolly gonna give you hell when he gets here,” she says, “but I'mma give you my two cents real quick. If you ever pull that shit again while I live and breathe, I will slap the caps off your knees.”

Casey believes her. He's seen her do it. “Yes, ma'am,” he squeaks.

April nods. “Good.” Then she leans down to squeeze Casey in a hug. Eyes watering, Casey returns it as best he can with one arm, burying his nose into her shoulder. 

She kisses his cheek. “Love you, baby.”

Casey sniffs. “Love you, too.”

There's a knock at the door, ending the moment swiftly and cruelly as April lets go and straightens. She claps him firmly on the shoulder with a smile that sits like a grimace and says, “Good luck.”

Gee, thanks. I'll write that on my tombstone.

Sensei walks into the room, big and imposing in ways Casey only ever saw in the aftermath of battle. April leaves Casey and gives Sensei a long look on her way past him. There's a conversation in their eyes Casey isn't privy to, a connection a lifetime in the making beyond anything Casey will ever know. 

Whatever April says has Sensei sighing, shoulders drooping. April briefly squeezes his left hand and leaves the room. Sensei shuts the door behind her, and then it's just them. 

Sensei's metal hand clenches the handle tight for a minute. Shoulders climbing to his ears, Casey bites his lip.

Then Sensei faces him, the frown as deep as it was in the med bay but not as cold. He crosses the short distance until he's looming over Casey, folding his arms. 

Casey has never felt so small.

“I don't think it needs to be said, but I'll say it anyway,” Sensei says lowly. “Casey, I am very disappointed in you.”

He isn't yelling, but this feels ten times worse. Casey ducks his head, staring hard at his lap. “I know.”

“See, I don't think you do. You—Jesus, Casey, you could've been killed today!” Sensei's voice climbs as the anger spikes, frustration drawing a hiss from his chest as he pinches the bridge of his snout. “You deliberately disobeyed me! And what's worse, you could've jeopardized the whole team! They had no idea you were there or that you left! What if you blew their cover by sneaking off? What if Subprime called for reinforcements while he hunted you down?! Did you even have a plan? Do you have any idea what you could've done?!”

Casey's eyes fill up and spill over his cheeks. 

“I'm sorry,” he hiccups because his body enjoys betraying him today, making him look and act like the baby they all see him as. At this point, though, he probably deserves it. 

“I just—I just wanted to help. I-I thought I could be a s-scout, spot the danger before it got too close. I didn't mean to get caught. I didn't mean to make trouble or—or hurt Uncle Tello or make you mad.” He scrubs his good arm over his face and only makes more of a mess as he sniffles hard. “'m so sorry, Sensei.”

He can barely see through the tears but watches the fight drain out of the slider. The fire dies, and Sensei sighs long and heavy. He sits on the bed next to Casey, rubbing his left hand over his face wearily. For a moment, he says nothing, Casey's sniffles filling the silence.

“... Casey,” he says softly, still retaining some of that earlier sternness. “I'm... I'm mad, don't get me wrong. Like, I'm freaking livid at what you did. But I don't want to be mad at you because I know you. You wouldn't have done this unless you thought you had a damn good reason. Am I right?”

Hesitantly, Casey nods.

“Thought so. So... Help me understand. Why did you go up there? Did you feel like you had to?”

Casey swallows a sob and nods again. 

Sensei nods back. “Okay. Why?”

“'Cos—“ Casey's voice breaks. He tries again. “'Cos I wanted to show you I was... good enough, y'know? That I'm brave enough, s-strong enough to help everyone up there. To help you so you don't get—get hurt again.”

He tries not to look at the gleaming metal arm and fails. 

Sensei hisses a curse and leans back on the bed. “Knew it,” he mutters. “Freaking Tello, stop being right all the time.” 

He turns back to Casey. Understanding gleams in aged golden eyes. “That's why you were so hell-bent on going up this morning. You want to protect me.”

Finally. 

Casey's eyes fill up again. “Y-Yes. I was just trying—I only wanted to help, Sensei, I promise! Y-You came back but—but you almost didn't, y-you nearly died and—and I can't lose you, too, Sensei, I can't—!”

“Oh, buddy.” 

Sensei—no—Uncle Leo pulls Casey to his chest, pressing his beak into his wild black hair, holding tight, the ever-steady rock for Casey to cling to as he falls apart. “Shh, Casey, it's okay. You're okay, just breathe. Easy, hijo, easy. I'm here. I've got you.”

And with that, Casey gathers all the fear, frustration, anxiety, love and grief of the day and sobs his heart out. Uncle Leo churrs, a soothing rumble deep in his chest that sometimes reminds him of Uncle Raph, but still every inch his Sensei.

(Another word that sits heavy on his tongue, ready and aching to be spoken. He doesn't say it. He needs to take back what he did say first.)

The sobs eventually die into sniffles. Uncle Leo pulls Casey closer, left hand carding through his hair. He swallows hard and then sighs. “You have your mother's spirit for sure. Always looking for a fight—for what you believe in or just for the sake of it. Or to protect the ones you love.”

He draws back to meet Casey's eyes. He lifts the tip of his blue scarf to dab the tears off Casey's blotchy face just like he used to. He almost loses it all over again. 

“But she learned something—we both did—that we can't always fight our way through everything,” he continues sombrely. “Sometimes we can't fight, no matter how strong, smart or brave we are. Sometimes it's better to stay low, wait, and hone your skills. Helping in little ways that might not seem important but mean everything when the time comes. Trust me, Case. You do more for us than you even know.”

Casey stares into his Uncle's eyes and almost searches for a lie. He knows better, though, so he doesn't.

As if reading his mind, Leo smirks. “I wouldn't joke about something like that, bud. As for the whole 'protecting' situation, you don't have to do that. And you sure as hell don't have to go looking for trouble to prove anything to me or yourself. That's not what being strong or brave is about.”

Okay. Casey gets some of that, but—“What about you?”

“Eh?”

Casey swipes his arm under his nose, ignoring the snot on his sleeve. “You go up looking for fights every day.”

Leo sweats. “Uhh, it's—it's not quite like that—”

“And you're the strongest, greatest ninja the world's ever seen.”

“Gee, that's not gonna inflate my ego or anything, thought I left that shit behind—”

“And you're not scared of anything!”

Leo pauses. His eyes grow distant as he stares at his lap. Casey watches. Had he said something wrong...?

“I was today.”

Casey blinks. 

He'd known Uncle Tello and Mike were scared—they wear their hearts on their sleeves, just in different fashions, much like Auntie April shows her worry with threats followed closely by rough but warm affection. But he hadn't thought...

“You—you were?”

Leo turns. He looks right at Casey like he holds the moon, sun and stars in his eyes. “Yeah.” 

He reaches for Casey's shoulder and pulls him close enough to press their foreheads together. The slider shuts his eyes and clenches his jaw. 

“I thought I might lose you,” he says. “You're all we have left, Case. You're the reason we're doing any of this. You're the reason I'm brave. Don't know what the hell I'd do without you, hijo.”

Oh. 

Oh holy shit.

Casey's chest feels warm and full, like a boiling mountain ready to burst. His eyes sting enough to hurt, but the grin across his face hurts more it's so big. It's a good hurt, though. He hasn't had many of those.

“Oh,” he chokes. Then he giggles, a little hysterical, and nuzzles his forehead against Leo's to bring a chuckle out of him before they draw back. Casey sniffs messily. “Guess even great ninjas get scared, huh?”

“Oh yeah,” Leo huffs, swiping a thumb under his damp eye—like Casey wouldn't notice. “Like you wouldn't believe.” 

Still riding the giddy high, Casey snickers. “Y'know what, though?” he whispers, despite them being the only ones in the room.

Still, Leo leans in and whispers back, “What?”

“I think Subprime was even more scared. I mean, if Krang could piss themselves—”

Leo throws his head back with a startled bark of laughter. “Jesus, kid—!”

“Am I wrong?” Casey cackles, kicking his feet. “I mean, what you did was sick—in more ways than one—and he deserved it! An eye for an arm! That's what he gets for messing with my Dad—!”

Leo stops laughing. Casey's eyes pop wide open. They stare at each other.

Casey sweats. 

Too much, too soon, too far. 

But then Leo smiles, wide and delighted, eyes brighter than Casey has ever seen them. “... Hell yeah,” he says. “And that bastard had to learn not to mess with my son.”

Son. Casey could dance. 

But then Leo's smile becomes a sly grin, his right arm slowly moving around Casey. “And you're right. He had it coming. 'Cos nobody messes with your Dad. C'mere, you!”

“Oh no—!” 

He snatches Casey up, pulling him into his lap and driving his knuckles into Casey's scalp. It hurts like a bitch but Casey's laughing as he squirms and wriggles in the slider's metal grasp.

“AH! Nonononono—ow, Sen—Dad, stoppit—!” Casey giggles.

“Absolutely not!” Leo cackles. “And don't think you're off the hook just because you called me 'Dad' and we had a whole heart-to-heart thing! Your ass is still grounded—for three months!”

“What?!”

“You heard me! You are not getting out of this by being cute—oh shit—!” 

Casey wriggles enough to dig two fingers under Leo's chin, making his partially retreat into his shell long enough to loosen his grip and let Casey scramble free, grinning manically. “Gotcha!” he hollers, leaping on top of the turtle right as his head pops back out, attempting to put him in a lock with one arm.

“Ohoho, you wanna get nuts? Let's get nuts!” 

Leo jumps off the bed, Casey bundled in his arms and shrieking with shock and delight when the turtle manhandles him until he's upside down, legs kicking wildly in the air as Leo hugs him around the waist and spins. “Now, who's got who you little shit?!”

“I'm gonna puke!” cries Casey, the blood rushing to his face. “Mercy, mercy, white flag, I surrender—Sensei, my arm!”

Leo chuckles, gently tossing a breathless Casey back onto the bed. He heaves a long sigh, a smile stretched wide across his beak. “Alright, alright. But seriously, three months; for dissing me earlier, for leaving, and scaring the utter shit out of all of us.” He sits down next to Casey, his smile falling a few inches. “Especially me.”

(Casey thinks of how he'd snarled at Subprime before he'd gauged his eye out, how he'd been taut as a stretched copper spring from the moment they returned until the second he had Casey in his arms, and believes it.

Fear and worry take many forms. His Sensei's is an inferno, tamed to a candle for those he loves as their guiding light. For Casey, it's a supernova, barely contained, until the boy looks his way, holds his hand or smiles—all that's left are embers, gentle and warm like a campfire to protect him against the dark and the wild of a ruined world.

His love fuels his fear, and vice versa. It's a vicious cycle Casey won't fully understand. But he won't forget it as long as he lives.)

Sobering up, Casey flops against the pillow and sighs. “Yeah. I know. And I really am sorry.”

“I know you are.”

“Not just for leaving, but... for everything I said before. I didn't mean it and I shouldn't have said it. I won't do it again.”

“I know you won't.”

“No, really, I mean it!”

“I know you do.” 

Casey pouts. “How do you know?”

Leo smiles, leaning over to chuck Casey under his chin affectionately. “'Cause you take after me. So much that it's scary, honestly. So I know you did what you thought you had to, and I know you won't do it again now that you've seen where you went wrong.”

… huh. 

“So you're saying, like father like—?”

“Don't finish that sentence.” 

“W-why?”

“Nothing against you, just. Meta humour.”

“What are you actually talking about.”

“Don't worry about it. Let's just get you back to your room to rest.” Leo stands up and stretches until bones pop in his back and remaining arm. “We can iron out the details of your three months when we're not both keyed up and—”

“A-Actually...”

Leo looks at Casey over his shoulder. “Hm?”

Casey stays where he is, twisting his fingers in a show of nerves he's yet to curb. “... can I... um...?” He shrinks back a little, face burning. It's so stupid, bonding moment or not. “...can I stay here tonight? I mean, it was my fault, I know, but I'm... just...”

Leo softens immediately. “Ah. Still freaked out?”

“I think I'll dream of being chased through the sewers for the rest of my life.”

“I would say that's a good incentive not to do that again, but I won't lie, it'll probably happen again.”

“You are not helping me feel better.”

“Then scoot your tiny ass over so I can sleep already, damn.”

Relieved and scolding himself for ever doubting at all, Casey snickers and obediently shuffles across the bed to the wall, ducking under the blanket as Leo removes his gear, scarf, and mask and carefully detaching his mechanical arm, setting it on the long desk to charge in the port Uncle Tello made for him. 

Then he lifts the blanket and falls gracelessly into bed, deliberately bouncing Casey to make him yelp. “Jerk,” Casey giggles.

“Brat,” Leo retorts with a yawn. He pulls Casey closer with his left arm and shuts his eyes. “Now shut up and go to sleep, or it's five months.”

Casey snuggles against his plastron. It should be uncomfortable, but to him, it might as well be a second pillow. The steady heartbeat under his ear is a lullaby, and his eyes droop as the day finally catches up to him. 

He closes his eyes. “Aishiteruyo, otōsan.”

He feels Leo stiffen. His heart stutters beneath Casey's ear.

Then—“Heh...” he chuckles wetly. He drops a kiss into Casey's hair. “Te quiero, hijo.”

In the safety of the underground, under the watchful eyes of his family (in whatever form they may take), Casey feels safe. Warm. Loved.

There's no need for bravery here. In his father's arms, he doesn't have to be.

Casey falls asleep with a smile.

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Thanks for reading! Reblogs are much appreciated!

Feel free to send me more requests! <3 <3

[paperstorm]

wip wednesday

Thanks for the tag @wtfuckevenknows

Have a snippet from tomorrow's chapter of The Firehouse (which fyi clocks in at 10,361 words. It's the longest chapter of the fic.)

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“It’s so fucking hot,” TK complains.

Carlos hums his agreement. “It’s only April. Summer is gonna be brutal.”

He tosses the basketball in TK’s direction, but TK leans out of the way and lets it pass by him.

“Dude, I can’t. I’m gonna actually melt.”

“Coming to the park was your idea,” Carlos reminds him. He points in the direction of the ball as it rolls away along the steaming pavement. “Go get it before it ends up in the street.”

“Don’t care.” TK flops dramatically down onto the pavement. It’s much worse than standing up, it turns out, because the asphalt is boiling, but he doesn’t get up.

Carlos laughs and shakes his head and calls TK a drama queen, and goes after the ball himself. He playfully kicks TK’s shoulder lightly as he passes by him, and then returns a moment later with the basketball. He nudges TK’s arm again, pushing the side of his shoe into him.

“Get up, I’m worried you’re actually gonna get burnt. Let’s go sit on the grass.”

TK groans but pushes himself back to his feet and follows Carlos off the court and toward a patch of trees. Their spring leaves are still small and bright green so they don’t provide as much shade as TK would like, but it does feel better to sit on grass rather than concrete so hot it’s practically simmering.

He leans his back against the trunk of one of the trees and Carlos sits beside him. There’s sweat sliding down the sides of Carlos’s face, turning small hairs along his temple curlier than they would otherwise be. One of them doesn’t smell very good. TK thinks it’s probably him. His mom keeps nagging him to put on deodorant every morning but that’s a somewhat new part of his morning routine and he keeps forgetting.

“Okay, what do you wanna do instead?” Carlos asks. His head is tipped back against the tree trunk and he turns it, looking at TK with his endlessly dark eyes.

“Bust open a hydrant?” TK suggests.

Carlos laughs. His eyes get squinty when he laughs. “Maybe not that. It would be nice to swim, though.”

“Oh!” TK sits up straighter. “We could go to Coney Island.”

“Isn’t that in Brooklyn?”

“Yeah. Have you never been?”

“With my parents, when I was like ten. I don’t remember that much about it.”

“There’s a beach,” TK says. “We could swim there without breaking any laws.”

Carlos looks hesitant. He wipes at sweat on his neck with a wrinkled-up nose. “I’ve never gone that far on the subway without my parents.”

“It isn’t that far,” TK argues.

“They definitely wouldn’t let me go with just you, unless your mom was coming.”

“Oh.” TK licks his lips and nods. He leans back, defeated, against the tree. He wants to suggest they just don’t tell anyone where they’re going, but he doesn’t want to pressure Carlos into breaking a rule he isn’t comfortable breaking. “Okay. It was just an idea.”

Carlos turns the basketball over in his hands. “You promise you won’t tell anyone where we went?”

TK perks up again. “Yes. I promise. We’ve gone lots of places together they don’t know about.”

“I know, but … around here. Brooklyn feels far. They’d be pissed. More pissed. Like the time we went to the zoo.”

“I won’t tell. If they ask, we were just here. Shooting hoops. We got a drink at Mick’s and met up with some friends from school and pooled the change in our pockets to order some fries so they’d let us sit in the air conditioning for longer.”

Carlos presses his lips together. He smiles slowly and nods, laughter and mischief dancing in his eyes. “Okay.”

Tagging @strandnreyes @chaotictarlos @reyesstrand @liminalmemories21 @carlos-in-glasses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @lightningboltreader @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @alrightbuckaroo @tailoredshirt

[ducknotinarow]

MM Raph Don - Fatal Blow Meme

"Raph...c'mon Raph, get up...you gotta get up," Don begged softly, gently shaking their shoulder, "You're not gonna let Superfly stop you huh? Gonna let him stop you from being friends with humans! Come on Raph you can take down anything!"

This was the part in one of his animes where the hero grits their teeth and gets up, where they snap and suddenly everything makes sense and they can take down everything without a problem.

...But Donatello knows this isn't an anime. This isn't some show or movie.

"Raph...? Please...?"

| My character takes a fatal blow intended for your character. How does your character react?

It was just so sudden. A bright orange flash before the actual sound of the explosion hit his ears. Raph felt his body just rag doll and roll till the ground finally seemed to catch him and stopped his roll. The horn of the semi truck when Superfly kicked it he swore was just stuck in his head as he lied there. Everything looked like a disator movie right now everything was on fire people were screaming and running. Cars were turned over building parts were just scattered all over the place. Raphael was trying his best to gather his bearings. How did everything go bad so fast they were really living out their hero dream just moments before. Them and all the mutants who were on Superfly's side gathered together walking into the city already in chaos. Just a big grand face off that was meant to end the second Raph made the shot. Only to get a lame horse off Superfly's leg. Seriously one horse! Then what happened? an explosion he thinks right?

Raphael moved to sit up his head was throbbing and he kept hearing this loud ringing sound. Trying to open his eyes didn't help all that much as he looked around everything was just a blurry mess, these blob like objects moving around it was hard to tell the difference between the different blobs other than being pretty sure someone them must be humans since they seemed to be moving around. Raphael took a moment to rub at the side of his head he had to shake this off he needed to get back up on his feet. Hand feeling out for something beside him. Turning he tried to focus on it, looked like building rumble, grasping at a pipe or maybe it was those metal support rods. To use as a way to pull him self up on to his legs.

"Come Raph" The red banded turtle says to himself trying to build up the motivation. Looking up from where he stood he tried looking for anyone near by, vision still blurry and the ringing wasn't letting up. He didn't see any of the other mutants, or April even, worse he couldn't see Splinter or any of his brothers. Where were they did they get that blow far apart? Did he?

The thundering sound of Superflys voice was the first sound he seemed able to distinguished. As he turned to look up the blob was more fuzzy now but far easier to make out. Suddenly Raphael was so confident about how they were going to take him down. He was so big. He was like the monsters in those Godzilla movies, and them? Fuck him? Sure he was tough he was strong even. But how was he meant to fight against that? Raphael saw something flying in towards him, "wingnut?" He was pretty sure it was, they looked like a bat. Only for Superfly to smash her in to the towering building beside him. As if he were just swatting at some fly. That was all they were to him.

"Fuck." Raph looked down trying to just think but his mind felt so damn loud between the ringing in his ears, and the sudden wave of fear. It was like being caught in a whirlpool.

Mikey

Raph lifted up his head finally able to hear the sound of one of his brothers voices, over the mess going on around them. Turning to it he could see a blur moving, squinting his eyes he could just barely make out who it was, it was Donnie. Limping forward, if he was calling out to Mikey he should be fine too right? Yeah. So Leo had to be near by too he and Don ran in the same direction.

Donnie!

Raph heard the warning call in Mikey's own voice as he looked back to Superfly watching them fling another car. Fist started to pound against his thigh trying to beat the muscle under his scales to start moving. As he starting to run towards Donnie slamming in against his twin was the best he could do to get him out of the way, taking cover behind an over turned car. It was hard to say who was more shocked by his sudden save between him, and Mikey. But man was it good to see their faces only better when Leo seemed to find them as well. They all got up to peer over the top of their cover Leo giving the slight suggestion of just having to wait out for Superfly to run out of cars he could use to throw at them. And just their luck he was next to a parking garage.

Just their luck uh? They all took to running Raph looked back and gestured for Mikey to move on ahead of him as he noticed how Donnie seemed to be dragging back. He must have hurt his leg, he was limping before? Raph slowed his pace so he could get behind his twin. Placing a hand on to the back of their shell. Knowing it would only hand strain but they didn't really have the luxury of just taking their time. Donnie needed to move, Mikey was doing fine and so was Leo. If they kept moving they could get away. They wouldn't get hurt, so Raph set both hands on to the back of Donnie's shell pushing him to match the pace of their brothers as they were moving to round the nearest corner. Well more cars just seemed to come flying. Why were Donnie and Mikey pointing out what type of car they were now wasn't the time! Raphael risked a look behind them seeing more cars coming, as he turned to look back Leo and Mikey already got around the corner but Donnie was still moving too slow! Pushing him wasn't enough. A push!

Raphael didn't think past that as he planted his feet to the asphalt and pushed with everything he had in him to send Donnie flying towards Leo and Mikey. Ready to follow after them till something slammed into him. Worse than the explosion, where he felt like he was just rolling. No this took him ripped him from where he was stood. Raphael couldn't even really feel it? He should be able to feel the force of a car right? Body rolled into the street again as he found himself lying there just stuck.

"ugh" Was all he could voice. Now he felt it, everything was screaming in pain, a crushing weight just bearing down on him.

"Raph...c'mon Raph, get up...you gotta get up,"

Raph turned to look at Donnie not even sure when they got to him, only feeling them shake at his shoulder. Least he got Donnie out of the way, looking to find the car that hit him was right on top of him. Explained the crushing part. Fuck it hurt, it hurt so bad and all Raph wanted todo was close his eyes. Helped before when he get hurt the just sleep it off wake up and be fine. Maybe his body just got used to that method. They didn't have much so he didn't like dipping into their first aid supplies or worse worrying Splinter.

"You're not gonna let Superfly stop you huh? Gonna let him stop you from being friends with humans! Come on Raph you can take down anything!"

He knows that! He just needs a second he's sure he can get this car off of him maybe. But he can't even move.

"Raph...? Please...?"

"I'm trying!" Raph bites at the air it hurt to talk, of course he wanted that it was all any of them wanted to get the humans to like them! So they wouldn't have to hide away like this anymore. Go to school, maybe Raph would finally meet someone out there who just got him and understood him. Someone who just took how he was and liked it about him. Liked that he a brute who lived for action. Who he could open up towards even because they would have his side without being all 'you got anger issues' or 'you need therapy' fuck them he didn't. Just meet people that liked the stuff he liked? Maybe even just one? Raphael tried lifting his arms blindly putting them on the car hes not even sure if he was pushing. The ground under him started to shake Superfly was coming this way.

He looked back to Donnie eyes wide, scared. He knows he told them he didn't want their faces to be the last he saw when he died. As he looked just past Donnie over towards where Leo and Mikey were. But at the same time he couldn't think of anyone else he wanted to see most in this time. Raph grit his teeth, "Go!" He managed to yell course Donnie didn't want to leave him, once more Raph just tried weakly to push at Donnie. "Jus' go!" please, he could bear himself dying and missing out on all of that life the four of them wanted more than anything. But he couldn't bear bringing any of them with him. Just begging over and over in his mind as he kept weakly pressing the palm of his hand against Donnie's leg to move. As the shaking of the ground got worse and worse the car over Raph shook and just pressed in more over him.

"FUCKING MOVE DONNIE!" Raph finally yelled unsure if Donnie did move or got pulled away, all he could hear was the rumbling. Keeping his eyes closed tightly. He didn't want to see Superfly he wanted to think of his brothers. All the nights going out 'shopping'. Jumping on the roof tops, sneaking out to see concerts or movies together. Yeah it sucked crouch and hide from humans to live in the sewers where they wouldn't be seen. But they at least had each other, always had each other. R. Its all he focused on even when the weight on the car had the add pressure of Superflys foot place on to it. Raphael could feel his shell starting to crack as it lowered more and more. Still he kept his eye closed and gritted his teeth. He focused on slicing watermelons. On pizza parties. And then it was like the world was silent.

Raphael was suddenly pushing his way into Donnie's tent throwing himself on to the mattress they had in there. Ignoring his twins annoyance. As he peeked an eye open at last. The yell tent filled with all of Donnie's nerdy shit, his drawings and stickers before looking to the screen. Pretending he wasn't totally watching the show Donnie was interested in. Didn't seem so bad he guessed, "They make anime off of sports?" Was his only question before Donnie started to ramble on and Raph regretted asking but still he softly smiled to himself.

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The Insiders Chapter 7: The Rumble- Dally Winston x Tuesday Curtis

Word Count: 2.4k

April 17, 1965

The next afternoon Tuesday was sitting in her room, checking over the now healing injuries she bore for what must’ve been the hundredth time. A small frown settled on her face as her eyes followed her hand in the mirror, which was lifting to trace the fingerprints left on her neck. It would take a while for that to heal. As she continued to stare at her reflection she couldn’t help but sigh. This entire soc business was so difficult to deal with. And she had a feeling it would only get worse. 

Thankfully her thoughts were cut short when the bedroom door opened. Tuesday looked into the mirror, realizing that it was Charlie who’d entered the room. She turned in her seat and laughed as she watched her friend lock the door. 

“Hello to you too,” she greeted in a teasing tone. Her usually happy demeanor was stopped when the girl shushed her. 

“Not too loud,” Charlie all but whisper yelled, hopping onto the bed. “We gotta talk.” That naturally piqued the girl’s interest, so she moved to sit beside Charlie. 

“About?” Rather than immediately answer her, Charlie grabbed her bag and dumped out some clothes, bandages, and a few other things onto the bed. Tuesday stared at the items confusedly, then directed the look to her friend. 

“We’re gonna rumble,” Charlie explained simply. 

“Wait, what?” Tuesday asked in shock.

“I’ll teach you how to fight, we can go in disguise on a different route from the boys- it’s gonna rain, so nobody will know,” the girl continued with a shrug. Tuesday, however, was still hesitant. 

“Char, I’m not so sure that’s a good idea,” she started slowly. “Dally said-“

“They’re bringing more people,” Charlie cut in. “We’re outnumbered, Tue.”

“How do you know that?” 

“Don’t worry about that,” she responded, grabbing a pair of shorts and a jacket, holding them out to her. “Look, I’ll go on my own if you don’t want to go. Tuesday scoffed as she grabbed the clothes. 

“You’re out of your mind if you think I’m letting you go by yourself. We’re a team, alway have been and always will be.” Charlie offered her a cheeky grin. 

“I knew you’d come around,” she said smugly, earning an eye roll from the girl as she changed. 

“How are we gonna get past the guys?” 

“Out your window,” answered Charlie as she changed into her own clothes. “We’ll take the back street through the park to the lot.” They got ready in silence until she finally spoke again. 

“Do you want a blade? I mean, I’m not gonna use one but you might need one.” After a moment of thought Tuesday nodded, knowing she’d feel much better if she had one. Charlie nodded then tossed her blade to her friend. 

“Don’t show it or someone will use theirs on you, and I don’t want to carry a casket this week,” she warned. 

“Got it,” Tuesday nods after catching the blade with remarkable ease, shoving it safely into her pocket. Lightning struck across the sky as they finished getting ready. Tuesday set the excess bandages down then faced her friend. 

“The guys will probably be leaving any minute, we need to hurry.” The girl nodded and opened the window, telling her to go. The duo climbed out the window one by one, and once they’d landed safely on the ground they began running towards the lot. As they stumbled through the mud and the rain they became hyper aware of the many soc cars heading in the same direction as them. For a moment fear overtook Tuesday when she managed to make out a familiar blue mustang passing by them. She almost stopped mid step, but instead took Charlie’s hand and continued on. 

“Do you want to stop?” Charlie questioned over the rain, looking back at her as she squeezed her hand. 

“No, we’re almost there!” She shouted back.  “Just keep going!” After getting the confirmation they continued running until finally reaching the lot. Tim’s gang was already there, so it was easy for them to hide amongst the crowd when Darry drove up with the rest of the gang in the truck. For a moment Darry and Tim talked, the former thanking Tim for helping them out with the rumble, before a gaggle of cars lined up on the other side of the lot and socs poured out of them. Charlie had been right about being outnumbered, the socs were almost double the greasers. 

Tuesday suddenly felt better about being there. Her gaze swept over each soc as they lined up in front of the greasers, freezing when her eyes met the dark eyes of none other than Sean Brown. A small smirk formed on his face, which scared her enough that Charlie noticed and took her hand, squeezing it to offer comfort. In the split second that Tuesday took to glance at her friend, the first punch was delivered to Tim, which began the rumble. 

Tuesday stood in front of the unconscious body of Sean Brown, holding the very knife Charlie had given her. The blade was bloody though, matching the stab wound buried in Sean’s side. The wound likely wouldn’t kill him, but it was still enough to knock him down. She was still trying to process what she’d done, images of the moments before flashing in her mind as she stared at his insentient face, a shocked expression coating her own. Without even realizing it she dropped the knife and stepped back as her hands began to shake. Before she could do anything else she heard someone call her name. 

“Tue!” They gasped out. Was that Dally? Her question was answered when Dally suddenly appeared in front of her, making her flinch in surprise.

“I-I didn’t mean t-to” she said quickly, voice shaking just as much as her hands, as tears began falling down her face without her noticing “I-I didn’t…” Dally’s brows furrowed, then he noticed Sean on the ground. He stared at him in horror as panic overtook him. If Tuesday was found near Sean she’d be arrested. He couldn’t let that happen. So, he faced her again. 

“We gotta go before the cops come. Tue, we gotta go,” he muttered urgently, pulling at her arm. Tuesday, still in her shell shocked state, followed limply. 

“He… He was gonna st-stab me Dally, I-I didn’t know what else to do,” she rambled, her own voice muffled in her ears. 

“Shh- stop talking, run,” the boy demanded before finally giving up. Without another word he just picked her up and started to run. Usually Tuesday would protest the gesture, but she was too overwhelmed to do so. So, she instead stifled a sob and wrapped her arms around his neck as if he were some sort of lifeline. 

“Where are we going?” She eventually got the sense to ask. 

“Away, we need to clean you up, it needs to be like you were never here,” he answered, tone still urgent. “Who saw you?”

“I-I don’t know. Charlie was there and Sean saw me because he targeted me, but I don’t know who else could have seen. I don’t think anyone saw my blade.” Dally all but sighed in relief at the information, and he slowed down a bit. 

“Okay, okay that’s good.”

“I-I really hadn’t meant to Dally. He was gonna get me if I didn’t get him first, that's the only reason I got my blade out,” she began rambling again, despite the fact that Dally already assumed all of that. 

“I know, I know you didn’t,” he responded soothingly as he got closer to Buck’s. The girl sniffled, then sighed softly. 

“I-I can walk Dal.” Dally laughed at that as he opened the door, and he knew that she’d be okay. 

“Don’t worry about it.”

“What is it with you carrying me everywhere?” She tried to joke.

“It’s my favorite pastime.”

“I can tell,” she retorted dryly as he carried her upstairs. 

“I’m gonna draw you a bath, we’re gonna have to throw those clothes away, I don’t want anyone IDing you,” he informed her, earning a nod from the girl. Once they got to his room he set her down on the bed before walking to the connecting bathroom. While he drew the bath she gingerly slipped off her jacket, trying not to cringe at the now (mostly) dried blood that coated her hands like a stain. Just a moment later she heard the water shut off and Dally stepped into the room again. 

“Bath is ready. Give me your clothes when you’re done, I’m gonna burn them.”

“Thank you” Tuesday responded quietly before slipping into the bathroom. After taking off her clothes she opened the door a crack and held them out, waiting for Dally to grab them before closing the door again. She stepped into the tub and scrubbed at her skin like never before. Her arms and hands were practically raw by the time she was done because every time she looked at them she could only see phantom blood. She jumped when she heard a knock on the door. 

“Tue?” Dally called, which made her pause. 

“Yeah?”

“You done?” He asked gently. 

“Yeah, I’m about to get out.”

“I have some clothes for you,” the boy said as she stepped out of the tub. She drained it before wrapping a towel around herself before opening the door. The worried look on Dally’s face was enough to let her know that she didn’t look good. And it was true. Aside from the occasional cut or bruise from the rumble, the exhaustion that had been building since her parents died were finally beginning to show. Dally frowned at her state, then placed his hand on her cheek. 

“Are you okay?” He asked quietly. 

“Do you want the truth?” She joked weakly, leaning into his touch a bit. 

“I do,” he whispered, pulling her gently into his chest. Tuesday stayed still for a second before everything finally tipped over. She buried her head into his chest as sobs wracked her body. 

“I’m so tired, Dally. I’m tired of it all,” she cried. The boy moved to the bed and sat the both of them down, rubbing her back. 

“I know,” he whispered. “I know, you’re gonna be alright.” She just shook her head as she clutched onto him. 

“I’m tired of the fights with Darry,” she continued. “I’m tired of having to pretend like everything is okay when I feel like I’m breaking on the inside, I’m tired of living in a town where I have to fear for my life every day just because of some stupid money status, I hate it. Nothing’s gonna change.” 

“Let’s leave,” he says simply, surprising her. “We can go, we can leave a note and never turn back if that’s what you want, Tuesday, but I don’t think you actually want to leave. We gotta work with what we have.” He shook his head, which made the girl sigh sadly. 

“I want nothing more than to just leave here. But I don’t know if I can just leave my brothers like that. I’m the one that mediates the fights, what happens if I leave?” 

“What happens if you leave? Everyone would be devastated. There would be a hole in everyone’s heart. If we’re gonna leave I think we should at least say goodbye” he whispered, running his hand through her hair. Tuesday laughed. It was a sad and somewhat bitter laugh, and one that she’d never made before. 

“I don’t really think they’d mind if I left. It’s one less mouth to feed anyway.” She knew that it was a lie. Darry, Soda and Pony all loved her more than life itself and she knew that they would be broken if she just left. But part of her still felt that way. 

“That’s not true Tue, everyone adores you,” Dally argued with a frown, shaking his head afterwards. 

“Have you considered the possibility that you’re just biased?” She half joked. 

“Yes. I have. And then I realized I’m still right. Darry loves you so, so much, Pony needs you- Soda would go crazy without you around,” he shook his head again. “ I don’t even know what would happen to Charlie, she would be in cardiac arrest.”

“Charlie would probably track me down herself,” Tuesday agreed with a weak laugh. 

“So it’s up to you, we can run away from here forever and never look back, but I want you to think of Charlie hunting you down, Darry sitting by the window waiting for you to hop over the fence, Ponyboy sleeping in your empty bed, and Soda pacing around the living room like he does when he gets upset,” he said, then pressed a kiss to her temple. “Once you think of that, make a decision and stick with it.” The girl teared up at the mental image Dally projected, then sighed softly. 

“I hate it when you’re right,” she grumbled, crossing her arms. Dally smiled softly and ran his thumb across her forehead. 

“We’ll spend the night here and I’ll take you back tomorrow, alright?”

“Okay,” she agreed before standing, realizing she was still in her towel. “I should probably get dressed.” 

“Your call,” he joked. Tuesday shot him a sarcastic smile before heading back to the bathroom and changing. 

“I’m glad you came to your senses, Tue,” Dally called as he laid back on the bed. 

“Sometimes I just need to have a breakdown to come to them” she responded as she walked back into the room, now wearing the clothes he let her borrow. 

“Funny way to do that.”

“Well, I hold in those types of emotions a lot,” she shrugged and walked to him. Dally held out an arm out for her. 

“Well, I'm here to be your punching bag.” That made her laugh as she laid down, settling into his arms. 

“I’m not in the habit of hurting people I love.”

“It happens sometimes and that’s okay, just like Darry, I do it too” he said calmly. “And I’m sorry for the times that I’ve done it, by the way. The only person I think wouldn’t hurt a fly is Soda.”Tuesday giggled. 

“Yeah, Soda’s too sweet to hurt anyone unless it’s in a rumble,” she agreed. “And it’s okay by the way. We’ve known each other for years, so I know that’s just how you are.”

“I’m still sorry,” he shrugged before yawning. “We oughta sleep.” Tuesday nodded as exhaustion finally took over her. She laid her head on his chest. 

“G’night Dally.” The boy kissed the top of her head with a small smile. 

“Night, Tuesday.”

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All Out

Part 1 part 2 part 3

Summary: Emily finds out she’s been acting strange lately and turns out everyone around her sees this too. It could be because of nightmares or because there’s someone inside her.

Oc’s: Emily Courtney and shadow

Non Oc’s: Hawks

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Emily’s POV

It all started right after Christmas when I was trying to prepare for New Years. It was gonna be something special because I thought that Hawks would finally open up to me especially since I opened up to him about me not actually being a nice person.

“Yeah Hawks. I actually don’t have a high pitch voice and in reality I’m not a pick me girl,“ I said to Hawks revealing my real voice

“Yeah I know that. I follow you on TikTok and YouTube so I’ve heard your natural voice especially around your sister,“ Hawks said with a smile

“If you knew why didn’t you tell?! What if I strained my voice and you could never here me talk again?!“ I asked angrily

“Well it wouldn’t be so bad,“ Hawks joked just to get a reaction out of me

“WHAT!“ I scowled at him

“I mean you talk so much you never even notice when show off your deep voice,“ Hawks says and I was embarrassed

“I thought my acting has improved but instead it’s become even worse,“ I said and fell head first into his lap while Hawks patted my head

Since I can finally be my normal self around him and New Years is kinda romantic in a way. Hawks would do as Raye said in Escapism “ Get me hot and sizzling“. But of course instead of that happening I instead get bad dreams about what would happen if I sleep with him before marriage... But of course the day after New Years I slept with him anyway like the dumb bitch I am and now I think I have some kind’ve demon inside me

April 23rd

I had a day off from work while my boyfriend was getting ready to leave

“Wow even I don’t leave this early what’s the rush Hawks?“ I asked him while stretching

As I saw him put on his hero outfit he made a face when I called him that name.

“What you want me to call you by something else? Like birdbrain, chicken head which is an adorable name cannibal, or munchkin-“ I was interrupted by him

“Just call me Keigo it’s my real name,“ Hawks said and I just nodded not realizing what he just said

As soon as I process what he just told me I actually smiled

“ That’s a cute name... Keigo~“ I smirked as he put on his coat

Is he really ignoring me? God what’s up with men now these days. I roll my eyes at his silence

“I love you,“ I said and Hawks just leaves the room without saying those words

I literally jump out of bed and threw him back in the bed

“I wanna hear say I love you got it,“ I threatened and Hawks looked terrified

“Damn I was playing a prank on you don’t kill me,“ Hawks looked scared of me

“ Keigo did I rally scare you?” I asked getting off of him.

“No, your quirk just startled me,” Hawks said and that surprised me

“Besides you never told me you had a second quirk,” Hawks says while getting off the bed

“Yeah cause I was scared my second quirk would scare you as it did with others,” I said smiling nervously

I have two quirks that only a few people know about Metalic wings. Mental manipulation where as long as I talk to whoever I’m physically interacting with I can mske them do whatever I want. I have a third quirk that only my family knows about including my therapist. But only metallic wings can affect my physical appearance so what quirk do I have that scated him off and that he don’t know about?

I asked myself that question the entire day pondering the question of what he saw?

While I was in my hero suit I saw a criminal coming towards my way. I grabbed her by the wrist and she turned to look at me

“Hey I suggest you-” I was interrupted as the girl started to scream while looking at me

But then I saw my hand turn black including my glove and that scared me

I saw in my reflection as some black stuff on my face disappear.

I jumped and accidentally let go of the criminal and she ran away

“Okay that’s it I’m going to Courtney,” I said to myself and flew off

I found her playing old maid outside my agency with a few kid

“Yo Court we need to talk,” I said to her and she rolled her eyes

“You know I’m not gonna be free every second of the day your gonna need to solve your own-” Courtney was interrupted by me flying her away

We flew to the top of my agency. Their I looked around and checked for anything and found a little camera pointing in away from our direction but I knew it could hear

I didn't want to fly anywhere else due to the fact I needed that person to listen on but not tell them directly

“Yo Courts turns out my “quirk” got a new “update” amd with that “update” it can change my physical appearance in some way,” I told Courtney facing away from her

Courtney understood someone was listening so she played along

“No way your “quirk” got an “update”?Do you know where it came from?” Courtney asked

“ It came somewhere. Probably after running into someone... While “talking”,” I said to her leaning against a railing

“ Okay, but do you even know what the “update” is?” Courtney asks

“Not at all. I was hoping I could show you and you could at least help me figure that out at least,” I explained to her and turned around facing her

I took off my hood and face mask with only one more mask just barely covering my face

I took a breath and tried to let it out.

“Can you see it?” I asked her and Courtney giggled

I tried harder and Courtney started to laugh louder

“Emily you look like your taking a shit what are you do-” Courtney was interrupted when I suddenly threw a blade in her direction and ran towards her

I stopped right behind her and caught the blade right before it sliced her neck

“Who the hell do you think you're talking to? Bitch,” I whispered in her ear Courtney flipped me over but I was able to land on my feet

Courtney pulled out her gun bt noticed something was wrong with it

“Whay is it so-?” Courtney soped when she heard something drop

Courtney saw as I dropped all of the bullets in the gun on ground and kicked it off the roof

I put my hand in my pocket and smirked while looking at her

“The names shadow. I’m quirk that deflects other quirks. As soon as someone uses something that’s not a quirk to attack me it will go through me and hurt my holder,” Shadow introduces itself

It was like someone else was controlling my body it was insane. I saa through the reflection of Courtney’s glasses that my eyes were purple

The color purple symbolizes evil and it symbolizes my father. I was born with his quirk and my mother habe always resented that hell even I resented that as well. All I ever wanted was to fight back against that evil and become something good. But instead, I became the person my father aslways wanted me to be. That’s why as soon as I saw the color purple I attacked myself.

I started screaming I started banging my face againt the railing

“Leave me alone LEAVE ME ALONE!” I started screaming my head was hurting but then I did the unthinkable

“Emily calm down,” Courtney begs as she runs towards me

I saw my arms turnung a black-ish purple and it just broke me even more

I took out my blade and started stabbing myself in the arm. I looked up at Courtney who was trying to stop.

I saw my eyes were a glowing purple and then I stabbed myself in my right eye... lid

After that day I realized one thing. Never have sex before marriage

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Bonus:

Weeks after that all unfolded I had to go around with an eye patch for a few and looked at myself in the reflection.

Shadow took over and shook a magazine in my face

“Your not a virgin right? And your boyfriends not here so why not?“ Shadow suggested

“Are you kiddin? You ruined my life and you thought you could fix everything with a porn magazine?“ I said to Shadow crossing my arms

“Fine whatever,“ Shadow says

“I have a boyfriend who’s on a rut I could just use him anyway,“ I said to her taking off the eye patch

“Yo they did manic on your eye it looks mad good,“ Shadow says

“Thank you but looks like the bad thing about this is that I can almost never blink from my right eye,“ I sighed

“Well luckily it’s not my fault- like how was I suppose to know your mentally disabled,“ Shadow joked

“If you were a person I would kick your sorry ass to hell,” Emily threatens to Shadow

“But yet I’m not a person anymore,” Shadow says and Emily looks confused

“What’chu mean by anymore?” I asked her

“Nevermind,” Shadow says

I’m about to have the time of my life with Shadow the quirk. I’m just glad Shadow is a girl but what I’m not glad about is the fact that she’s a pervy girl.

[nexuschampion]

//just gonna start making this on thread bc it's easier to track

@accioturtur

"Thanks for helping us Mike."

"April, you know I will do absoutley anything for you guys."

"I know but it's still polite to thank you for it."

Mikey grinned. "You know you were the one to actually teach us manners."

"I remember." She smiled, recalling their early days together. "You guys were outstanding but you definitely were lacking in that department. None of you had no boundaries, you stank and you had no concept of being neat in any way whatsoever."

"Yeah, it was a fun time. Ah the farts and burps and junk food everywhere and days without showering."

"Don't flatter yourself Mikey. It was way worse than that."

"Oh I don't. You'd absolutley still be ashamed if you peeked in to how things are with us when we're alone now, too. Such a travesity we could be considered actual adults, and now we're disgusting and vulgar in adult ways!"

"I can verify that fact." Casey chuckled.

April laughed and shook her head. "Does your wife know how crude you can be?"

"Heck yeah she does. You have to give her kudos for being able to stand going down there at all. It is not nice, clean or comfortable."

"Anyone gets kudos for going there exacty once. How's she doing by the way?"

"Ok, I think." Mikey picked up several bags of sand to carry over to where April was working. "It's wierd now, but she says it's what she wanted for me but I know she isn't wild about the attention on herself though."

"Is it everything you hoped for?"

"Yeah. And maybe a bit not. I don't mind the attention but I don't like that everyone else gets bothered."

"Honestly people don't bother us much Mikey. I promise."

"Yeah well, still."

"He got in a fight with Raphael about it the other day. He is of the opinion that all of it sucks." Shadow announced as she came into the room with an armful of grout.

"Wow, big surprise there" Casey snorted. "Raph is of the opinion that exactly everythin sucks."

Mikey smirked. "I don't blame him. This was kinda thrown at all of us unexpectedly. Is this going to be enough?"

"Hope so. We calculated it all out." Casey grunted.

"You mean I calculated it all out. Yes Mikey, we definitely should have just enough."

"I can always run back if not." Shadow added.

Mikey stopped what he was doing and looked over at her. He jumped up and closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her. "I love you so much."

She laughed "Where did that come from?"

"Nowhere."

April smiled fondly at them while Casey rolled his eyes. "Yeesh, you're gonna give me a bad name Mikey."

"Maybe learn something from him hmm?"

Casey dropped his tool and crossed the room over to April. He took her hand and declared "Queen April, truest of all the loves, canst I do thouest anything to lessen these burdens of landlordingshipness?"

Mikey and Shadow laughed. "You've got a lot to learn Case."

"I been doin this for decades Mike, stay in your lane!" He grinned and gave Mikey a friendly punch to his shoulder. "Bring me those tiles by the front door, I'm ready to lay them down over here."

"Sure thang bro! Be right back!" He kissed Shadow's cheek before as he dashed out of the room.

Inevitable

"Mr. Hamato, thank you for your time. We want to be clear that this is an unofficial visit, off the record, we would just like to get an idea of your experiences."

Mikey smirked. "Yeah, sure. Earth Protection Force not doing so well these days?"

"That agency has been disbanded as we have adequate plans for multiple potential scenarios regarding alien transgressions. We just have a series of questions to help us gauge the security of not only our country but the world."

"No pressure" he chuckled. "Trust me though, anything I might know that you don't, I won't be able to elaborate."

"Are you aware of alien civilizations?"

"You were around when the Triceriton thing happened yeah? I think that speaks for itself."

"Are there others?"

"Of course there are. You think the only intelligent life forms are humans and a literal dinosaur species?"

"Are there any you can specify?"

"You mean are there any that are a threat to Earth? Sure, plenty coud take us out, but Earth isn't exactly a target destination so I really doubt we have to worry about it."

"The Triceritons disagreed."

"The Triceritons had Earthly origins."

"What about multiple dimensions? There are theories that there are layers of alternate realities."

"Closest I've gotten is a really wild dream where my father was a villain and I had to take him down. Sorry."

"Have you been in contact with any foreign entities on this planet that might be a threat?"

"What, like other mutants? Spies from other countries? My life isn't that exciting. The only people who aren't regular humans I have regular contact with is my own family and friends."

"Would you be willing to share information if you happened to come across it?"

"This is sounding a lot more like recruitment than a friendly chat. Look, if there is an immanent threat I would weigh my options. I'm not taking sides or any of that shit. I'm just one guy."

"One guy with very unique skills and" the man looked him up and down. "One guy with unique skills and physical opportunities. We can make you a citizen, if that's something you would like. Give you a pension in exchange for those skills."

Mikey paused at that. "I don't really like the idea of opening up the pandora's box of being a recognized person. I'm good. "

"We'd just like you make you aware that there are options. We do have a lot to offer, in exchange for favors."

"Mmm okay. Although we both know I'm capable, I'm not an assassin, I'm not a soldier, and I'm not for sale. I do what I know is right for the people right in front of me. That's all."

The man, dressed formally, suit and all, nodded. "You could be doing a lot more for your country. We'd just like to ask you to keep us informed if you become aware of anything regarding national or worldwide security, and we would like to do the same for you."

"Alright." He shrugged. "You get wind of an end of the world thing you let me know and I'm happy to help. And I'll let you know if I hear anything. We good?"

"I believe we're good Mr. Hamato. We look forward to any correspondence. Call this number at any time for any reason."

"Like a late night pizza service? Nice!"

The man stood and looked at him with zero humor. "Have a nice day sir."

"Yeah. Yeah, um, you too."

@accioturtur

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

More ROTTMNT headcanons:

So it’s evident that Donnie doesn’t like to be touched unless he initiates it (with some exceptions like when Mikey and April hug him or when Leo leans on him) 

But when Donnie is sleep deprived he’s a clingy little shit 

God forbid you get within 5 feet of him because he will launch himself at you and latch on 

Now this isn’t a problem for Raph and Leo they’re both taller than him and can lift him with relative ease

Splinter, Mikey, and April on the other hand…. not so much

Don't get me wrong they’re all buff as fuck but their height kind of bites them in the ass

Do y’all remember that scene in Lilo and Stitch when Nani is putting her entire body weight on Lilo 

Think that but 10x’s worse because even though Donnie is built like cilantro his tech is heavy as hell

And he will force you to carry that weight by yourself 

It’s not uncommon for the boys to hear “if someone doesn’t get this twig bug off me in 5 seconds I’m gonna get my bat” coming from the living room

And because Leo is an amazing brother (and not touch starved at all) he will give Donnie piggyback rides around the house when he’s tired

Leo can stay awake without help for a stupid amount of time 

Like I’m talking actual days in a row

Donnie wants to be jealous but then he remembers that Leo tends to pass out around the house

One second he’s energetic and bouncing off the walls and the next he’s passed out on the floor

The first time this happened Splinter almost had a heart attack 

After that, they started putting mats and bean bags around the house 

And he’s usually able to make it…. Usually 

Donnie had a folder saved on his laptop and it’s just a compilation of Leo faceplanting

Leo and Donnie came up with all of the nicknames in the show

They were like 5 years old when they decided that saying everyone's full name was a pain in the ass 

So they spent like half an hour coming up with new and exciting nicknames 

But there are some nicknames that the others can’t use 

Nardo and Tello are theirs and theirs alone 

The singular time someone else tried to use those nicknames the twins looked at them funny for a solid minute

No one used them again after that

Leo used to call Donnie “Donbon” but once April showed up he stopped

He didn’t want to but Donnie used to get embarrassed when the nickname was used 

The only time he uses it is when he’s really tired or really sad 

Sometimes Donnie will get stuck in the zone and he won't come out of his lab for anything 

And when those times hit all Leo has to do is walk over to him and go “Donbon the guys are starting to get worried”

And Donnie will sigh and complain that Leo is interrupting his very important work but he’ll still leave the lab and socialize like a normal person 

When Mikey was really little he couldn't pronounce his brother's names so he called him “Lee” “Dee” and “Rrrrrrr” (he would just roll his r’s to call Raph over)

And he will still occasionally use those nicknames especially if he wants to make the group laugh 

He gave April her very own “Mikey approved nickname” 

“Aaaaa” he usually says it in a very quiet and monotone voice and it never fails to make April giggle

For a solid three years of their friendship, April thought Raphs name was Ralph and no one corrected her 

It wasn’t until Splinter got mad and called them all by their full names that April realized her mistake 

And she’s still embarrassed to this day

Sometimes Leo’s ADHD makes him very irritable 

The little things like his phone charger breaking and the tag on his pajamas being itchy will just stack up 

And next thing you know he’s in a really bad mood

Most of the time he tries to hide it but his siblings are always able to tell a difference 

And then they ask a million questions which just makes his mood worse 

And then he snaps and suddenly no one is happy

Leo feels guilty that he snapped at them and they feel guilty for overwhelming him

But no matter what the day always ends with them all in the living room in a big cuddle pile watching their favorite Jupiter Jim movies

[felswritingfire]

That april brain rot with the three in one brain cell hit me with all the emotions. Would you be willing to write a continuation with the boys getting revenge for the reader?? I am out for some blood 😾😾😾😾

I... I may have gone off the deep end with this lmao.

But, Ace, Deuce, Grim, and everyone else in Heartlabyul have a tad bit of Yandere tendency, hope you don't mind jslkdfjldkf

The first part if anyone's curious!

TW: Yandere tendencies; descriptions of violence; Cussing; Possessiveness; Threats

It wasn't easy finding him- the bastard who did this. Ace had to do some fine digging to find out where he ran off to and even then he needed Cater's help (who didn't mind one bit, he was almost too eager) to find him hiding in the Dwarves house that the four of you officially became friends at.

Ace scowls at this realization, watching as the student cowered and squirmed under Deuce's shoe. "Oi, Juice-"

"What?" It probably came out a lot harder than Deuce was intending, but Ace really didn't mind, he understood the feeling.

It took a moment for Ace to continue, his sharp eyes taking in the way the boy whimpered in pain as Deuce dug his heel deeper into his spine. "Don't beat him up here-" he gestured around, waiting as green-blue eyes took in the familiar cob webs and worn wood- "got too many good memories and all that mushy stuff, you know?"

Duece nodded, his gaze dull as it focused back on the boy. "Yeah. But where are we gonna go?"

They stood there mulling over their limited options before they heard a snicker. Turning to Grim who floated behind them, Ace raised an eyebrow. "What? You got an idea, Raccoon?"

"Of course the Great Grim has an idea!" Grim kept snickering as his hind feet touched the ground, walking over to the trembling figure on the floor. His pupils where almost pin pricks as he stared down at him. "Why not take him to the cave?"

"C- cave?" The boy trembled, a bit of red dribbling from his split lip from where Deuce had socked him.

Ace let out a laugh- something mean and ugly. "We could! Just tie him up and wait for that thing to come and rip him to shreds right?"

Deuce hummed. "But Riddle told us not to do anything too nasty."

Ace slung an arm over his friend's shoulder, red eyes leering down at the round eyes of the boy. "He also said nothing that could be our fault- and, how would it be our fault if goldilocks here pulled some stupid shit and decided to fuck with some sort of monster, hm?"

Deuce's eyebrows twitched. His grin turned wicked as he nodded, "yeah, some dumbass thinking they're all that and getting screwed over... it'd be a pretty likely story."

Grim nodded, floating just above the above the boy's terrified face. "And we wouldn't even have to try!"

"W-why?" The student suddenly cried out. Ace couldn't help but stare down at him, the air suddenly getting tense. "Why are you all doing this?"

"What? Are you stupid?" Grim hissed, suddenly scratching the student's eye making him yelp. "You hurt my henchman, there's no other reason!"

"Hench-" he gasped, squeezing his eyes shut tight- "you mean (Y/N)?"

"'You mean (Y/N)?'- who else are we talking about, idiot?"

"Who else did you hurt as badly as them, huh?" Deuce leaned down, grabbing a fistful of the boy's hair, yanking him back hard. The boy winced.

"They- they-" he licked his lips, wheezing for air- "they said no! They should have said yes, it would have been so much easier! We- we're meant to be-" his shaking words bleed into a sudden groan as the fist holding his blond strands tightened to the point that Deuce's leather gloves groaned in protest.

Ace threw his head back laughing, "meant to be? Bull- fucking- shit! You don't know anything about them!" The boy opened his mouth to say something when the side of a polished shoe ended up slamming into his teeth. "You wanna know who does know them? Us. We pretty much now everything about them. If they belonged-" he snorted- "together with anyone, it'd be fucking us."

He reveled at the rage that flashed in those blue eyes, the sheer audacity this idiot had thinking he was something important to you made another snort leave Ace's throat.

Deuce growled, his lips curling. "What're you so pissed about? Is it because Ace is right? That they barely knew your name and then rejected you? What'd you expect?" Deuce suddenly slammed their head down against the rotting floor board and the boy let out a pained shout, Grim giggling in the background. "You expect them to run into your arms? Huh? Dumbass!" He reared his head back and slammed it back down again. There was a worrisome crack, but none of them seemed to care.

"We..." The student whimpered. "We were meant to be something... They would have learned to love me. They would have..."

Grim let out another hiss, blue flames flicking out of the corners of his mouth. "They would have nothin'! My henchman is my henchman! You can't have them! I'll burn you to a crisp if I have to!"

"Don't burn him alive, idiot raccoon." Ace said, grabbing the cat by the back of the scruff. "Remember, we let the monster have it's way with him, remember?"

"Monster?" The familiar voice made the group jump. Ace turned to see Riddle, Trey, and Cater standing in the dilapidated doorway. Riddle's eyebrows raised as he took a step towards them. "There're monsters here?"

"Yeah!" Grim said, a little too happy, "Big and scary! It has a pickaxe!"

"And you're thinking about... giving this one to it?"

"Why not?" Ace shrugged, his eyes shining with a sadistic malice as his gaze floated between the student (who was barely moving now, he figured that he might have been knocked out). "It'd be easy to come up with an excuse as to why he was out here-"

"It really would!" Cater suddenly chimed in, a grin on his lips, "I went diving through his files, turns out he's not as much of a goody-goody as he wants everyone to think!" He pulls out his phone, tapping at his screen before leaning over and showing it to Riddle who's eyebrows raised and eyes widened as he skimmed over the words.

"Ditching- causing multiple fights-" he mumbled, his eyes narrowing the further he went.

"Yep! It'd be really simple!"

"And he deserves it!" Deuce declared, "after everything he put (Y/N) through..." his face twisted into something angry, pupils dilating. "He deserves ten times worse."

"I agree," Trey said, nodding. A sage smile on his face, while he rolled up his sleeves (he had forgone his jacket and vest, only in the thin white undershirt of his uniform tucked into the belted waist of his pants). "So, let's get to doing that, if that's alright with you, dorm leader?"

Riddle nods. "It's only right." His steely eyes open slowly to reveal the rage boiling in them. "Hurting someone so important. It only deserves the most fitting punishment."

Thank you for reading! If you'd like to support me consider donating to my Ko-fi!

[d-targaryenshoe]

By Chance • Part 5 • Jackson Avery

Word Count: 1321

Summary: Y/N and Jackson have a kid together but when heartache gets too hard, then worse things happen.

"Kepner, do you even know what you're doing?" Meredith was fiddling with a hairpin, noticing how April was struggling with curling your hair. "You don't, do you?"

"You seriously think i can't curl a strand of hair?" April scoffed at the blonde, releasing the strand of hair, holding the curling iron out to Meredith. "Go on then, if you can do it better."

Meredith rolled her eyes, walking over to her colleague, accepting the curling iron as she smiled at you in the mirror. "You're seriously look like you're constipated."

"I'm just nervous, scared, shaken up, excited, it's still surreal." You chuckled, looking to Meredith in the mirror in front of you as she was curling your hair.

"Yeah, i know how you feel, i felt exactly the same." April hmm'ed, sorting out all the make-up in front of you on the table together with the brushes. "With Matthew."

"Before or after you ran off?" Meredith mumbled, turning off the curling iron as she grabbed a brush to gather the curls together. "Thats what i thought."

"Could you two stop it and just make sure i don't look like a wreck?" You snapped, holding out a brush to April as the door opened and Amelia walked in with Miranda and Maggie.

"Who did those curls? They could've done better." Miranda shook her head, placing her bag down and helping Meredith with putting your hair.

April slightly glared at the small dark skinned female, starting to brush some eyeshadow on your eyelids in a soft way.

"Alex has just arrived so he already made his way down to Jackson, so did Owen." Maggie spoke, placing down your dress on a chair. "We're good, if April hurries up with that make-up, then you're good to put on that dress."

"You're looking good, Y/n, relax a bit." Amelia chuckled, placing a hand on your shoulder, patting it before she opened a bag that had the bridesmaid dresses inside of it. "If you're all done with suffocating y/n, put these on."

"Pretty much." The ginger haired female shrugged, closing the blush before putting it away as she accepted the violet dress from Amelia. "I'm getting a deja vu."

"Well deja vu or not, get dressed, y/n, come over here, i'll close you up in this one." Amelia held up the white gown while the other's were going to get dressed in theirs.

Undoing yourself of the bathrobe, you stepped into the strappless white dress, with a silver embroiring and a lowkey long train behind it before Amelia zipped you up. "Who's gonna walk me down the aisle, i have no one, Andrew would, but he's gone.."

"Richard really wanted to do so, he asked Jackson if he could yesterday, but i don't know what you want." Amelia sighed, rubbing your arms up and down before walking towards the door. "Should i get him?"

You bit your lip, fiddling with the diamond on your chest as you nodded your head at the brunette. "y-yeah, i'll wait here."

As the door closed, you took a deep breath in and released it right after, placing your hand on your stomach, feeling guilty as you were gonna get married but still haven't said anything about the life that was growing inside of you.

"Y/n?" You heard Richard's voice, as you turned around you noticed the man had tears in his eyes, holding out his arms towards you before you ran into them. "The girls have walked down already so everyone is ready, are you?"

You closed your eyes for a second before opening them and wrapping your arm around Richard's, nodding your head.

Walking out of the room, you did your best to ignore the nauseau, staring in front of you, walking down the aisle before you were standing in front of the man you've shared 7 years with.

Richard kissed your cheek before he placed a hand on Jackson's shoulder and left.

"Well...hi" You snorted at your own words, grabbing Jackson hands. "Lets do this, shall we?"

Link cleared his throat. "Family and friends, thank you all for coming today to share in this wonderful occasion. Today we are here together with Y/n and Jackson on their wedding day, which was about time."

"Y/n, if you got your vows, we'd love to hear them." Link spoke.

"Oh god, I know i can be a handful but from now on I promise to always remember that you are only human, like everyone else. That you may sometimes make questionable decisions, decisions I don't agree with, like running into a building that's on fire, while i'm giving birth to your son. But what I love about you is that I know that you do these things because you care so deeply about those who are close to you and are genuinely one of the most stubborn and considerate people I have ever known. You remind me of the good old Mark Sloan in this way. Today, I promise to show that same care and consideration for you for the rest of my life. Right now, it's the easiest thing in the world to do because I honestly love you so much and want nothing but your happiness, but even when things are difficult and it gets hard to do and our love gets more comfortable, complacent and timeworn, I will always show that same care and consideration for you, i love you."

Link wiped a tear from his cheek, motioning for Jackson to start. "Just go for it, Avery, don't think you can beat what she just said."

"Y/n, I used to think that we met by chance but now I know without a doubt that the universe put you in front of me because we were meant to spend our lives together. You're my person, my best friend, the best boy's mom our son could ask for. Although today marks the start to the rest of our lives, I know it will not be enough time with you. I will not take our time together for granted. And because words cannot do it, I promise to show you, for the rest of my life, how much I love you. I promise to encourage you to follow your dreams. I promise to make you laugh when you are taking yourself too seriously. I promise to hold your hand through the good times and through the bad times. ..From this day forward, you will never walk alone."

You laughed even though tears were rolling down your cheeks, you still tried to keep yourself strong.

"Hey, Miles, would you be so kind to bring me those two golden circles on that small pillow?" Link winked at the small boy that sat down next to Catherine. "Thanks bud, appreciate it."

Kneeling down to your son's height, you kissed his forehead picking up one of the rings, staring into Jackson's eyes. "Jackson, I promise to cherish you always, to honor and sustain you, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, and to be true to you in all things until death does us apart." Before you shoved the ring on his finger.

Jackson took the other ring from the pillow, ruffling Miles's curls before the boy walked back to his grandmother. "Y/n, I promise to cherish you always, to honor and sustain you, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, and to be true to you in all things until death does us apart."

LInk cleared his throat, closing the small textbook in his hands, looking at the both of you with a proud look. " By the authority vested in me and everyone here today, I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Not waiting until he finished the sentence, you placed your hand on Jackson's cheek, pulling him in as everyone started applauding.

By chance, this was just the beginning