#based off of a fic i’m writing

[tsfander]

“Want to guess the ending if it ever does?”

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[penumbra-mayhem]

Tank’s wolf with Quinn vs. Sam (i.e. ‘hellhound’ vs ‘pup’)

(Inspired by my post and @lookitseddie’s post)

TW: domestic violence, general violence

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Quinn knows his ‘hellhound’ is dangerous, so he uses their loyalty as a leash. He decides when they shift and controls what they do when they shift.

Sometimes, his ‘hellhound’ is used as a guard dog, standing post behind Quinn so he appears intimidating or powerful to other vamps or potential business partners. One word or whistle from Quinn and his ‘hellhound’ will elicit bone-chilling growls that’ll quickly make anyone compliant to Quinn’s wishes.

Other times, his ‘hellhound’ is a fighting dog. He enters them into underground werewolf cage fights and rakes in money from their undefeated streak. Or he’ll use them as a weapon against anyone who dares to attack him.

Quinn always leaves them to lick their own wounds, never getting them a healer and certainly never healing them himself. He’s much quicker to hit than to heal—which he does when they “screw up”.

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Sam knows his ‘pup’ is scared. He lets them approach him, whenever they feel comfortable. There’s never a demand for them to shift.

With him, Sam’s ‘pup’ learns the joys of their wolf form. They stick their head out of Sam’s truck on late night drives, tongue streaming from their mouth like a ribbon. They run in the woods, sometimes with Sam, sometimes on their own. They lounge in the sun, then retreat inside and let Sam feel the sun’s warmth through their fur.

His ‘pup’ still fights, but it’s always their choice. And their fighting is different. They fight with a bit more reserve; they learn not to fling themself at everything with no regard for their own safety. Their wolf form is a shield, not a weapon, and they use it to protect those they love.

Sam tends to their wounds every time, with gentle hands and many kisses. He cleans the blood from their fur and the dirt from their eyes. And he never raises a hand against them. Never. Not his ‘pup’.

[wayward-banana]

a gift… from who I wonder

[fushitoru]

this fanart has changed the trajectory of my life (link)

[sarastellasari]

❄️Crows Secret Santa headcannons! ❄️

I don’t know if they even have Christmas in the grishaverse and also I forgot Matthias was dead, but enjoy!

❆ Nina is the one who organizes it, cause she thinks it would be fun for all of the crows to get together and do something

❆ Kaz thinks it’s dumb but inej gets him to go along with it cause Nina is super excited and she doesn’t want to disappoint her

❆ Also I feel like Kaz would try to get out of it but Nina would be like “NO, you need to do it, we have to have an even amount of people or else it won’t work! Do you want us to have to get kuwei to do it with us? He’ll try to give Jesper a kiss as his present!” Or smth like that (fun fact, secret Santa does work with an odd amount of people, me and my friends learnt the hard way :/)

❆ Kaz gets Matthias and tries to bribe Nina to switch with him (Nina has inej) Nina’s like bitch no, and Kaz buys Matthias like. An expensive sweater or something.

❆ Matthias has no idea what secret Santa is and Nina has to explain it to him and stop him from just giving his person (Jesper) money

❆ Nina eventually just gives up and buys the gift cause Matthias doesn’t rly know what Jesper likes, but he writes Jesper a 4 page long heartfelt card about how much he values their friendship

❆ Jesper forgets to get the gift until last minute but still buys his person (wylan) a rly thoughtful gift that they love

❆ But since he literally IS DATING his person, he almost accidentally exposes himself like 5000 times and by the time they do the exchange Wylans like, whoah :/ I didn’t know it was you at all :/

❆ Wylan is really stressed about it cause he has Kaz so he’s like, wtf do I get him? He literally doesn’t like anything! But he ends up making Kaz some homemade explosives or smth

❆ When they finally gather to do the exchange it’s going fine until Nina pulls out the matching pajamas and everyone is like ew, no

❆ They end up compromising and just wearing the pants

❆ When the actual exchange starts, it goes well

❆ Jesper cries when he reads Matthias’ letter, and then Matthias cries too, and everyone starts getting very emotional

❆ Wylan is super scared Kaz won’t like his gift but Kaz likes it

❆ Matthias likes his sweater a lot and Nina is like, see Kaz, I told you being his person was a good idea!

❆ Nina gives inej a super expensive knife named Nina and Kaz is like, I could’ve given her a better gift if I was her person >:( and then they start fighting

❆ And then somehow the explosives that wylan gave Kaz start going off and they all freak out and someone calls the stadwatch but because they’re all criminals, they end up having to hide from them since they think they intentionally commited arson

❆ And that’s the first and last secret Santa the crows ever have

[rainee-chu]

My dumb nullstat comics because I think they’re so funny

[skyward-floored]

Fish pie

More of my guy Swamp Link, this is a direct sequel to this fic. I keep meaning for these to be short but then they end up so long 😭 I’m incapable of shutting up about him and Zelda, apparently.

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Link led Zelda back through the village, crickets and birds settling down for the night creating a steady chirp of noise in the background. Zelda admired it all with a tired enjoyment, a warm breeze brushing past her hair, and she and Link walked in a comfortable silence as they neared the edge of the village.

They came to one of the huts that looked to have a tree as one of its walls, the roots weaving in part of the structure and also dipping into the water beside it. Zelda looked at it in interest, and Link turned to face her.

“Home sweet home,” he said, gesturing with the hand that wasn’t in hers. “Best house in the bayou.”

Zelda smiled, but before she could reply, she heard a splash from the water nearby.

“Link!” a lyrical voice called from somewhere behind them, and Link turned, grinning at the pale green head that appeared in the pond.

Fins poked up, and Link abruptly ran and jumped into the water, squeals and a laugh accompanying the splash. Zelda peered after him, and saw Link swimming beside a small Zora with reddish fins.

“Zelda! Come meet my siblings!” he grinned, and Zelda stepped closer, seeing two more heads poke up.

They were all about the same sizes and colors, though the shades varied, just like the adults. The younger Zora had more speckled appearances though, little flecks of color across their scales that reminded Zelda of sunlight on water. One of the children swam right over to her with Link, but the other two hovered further away, one looking anxious, the other suspicious.

“Link, what’s that?” the closest one asked, eyes wide.

“She is Zelda,” Link corrected, and Zelda gave a little wave. “She’s spending the night.”

“Hello there,” she greeted with a smile as the bolder of the three drew near, and the little Zora paused, then grinned at her.

“Hi!” he chirped back, light from fireflies making the speckles on his scales shimmer. “I’m Tad! You’re like Link, you don’t have scales! Don’t you get scraped by stuff? How do you swim with all those clothes? Do you have any fins?”

“Don’t forget to breathe, Tad,” Link said with a teasing note, and looked at Zelda as his brother squeaked in embarrassment. “This is Tad, obviously. Back there is Lilith with the pinkish fins, and her friend Webs has the darker ones. They’ll probably be a bit.”

“Cause they’re scaredy-catfish cause old Viyne told them silly stories about Hylians eating Zora!” Tad shouted in the direction of the other kids.

“Be nice, Tad. You’re right that that’s a silly story though, I don’t eat Zora,” Link pointed out, switching to float on his back. “And neither does Zelda.”

“Well Lilith and Webs believed him,” Tad huffed. “I didn’t of course.”

“Well I appreciate you being willing to meet me,” Zelda said with a smile at Tad, shifting to sit on the ground. Oh it felt good sitting down. “You’re very brave.”

Tad squeaked again, but he looked pleased, and swam around in a little loop. Link meanwhile, swam back to talk to Lilith and her friend, saying something to the both of them that Zelda couldn’t make out.

“Do all Hylians wear these things?” Tad asked curiously, drawing her attention as he carefully poked her dress with a claw.

“No, not everybody,” Zelda explained, smoothing the purple skirt out. It was a bit of a disaster after what she’d put it through today, but hopefully it could be salvaged. “Though usually other girls wear dresses something like this one.”

“Oh good. Cause Link would hate wearing this,” Tad said seriously. “He couldn’t kick his legs at all!”

Zelda chuckled. “Well, that’s what pants are for.”

Tad nodded seriously, and he moved to sit on a log that was halfway in the water, kicking his legs. A firefly landed near him, and he caught it in his hands, watching it blink for a moment before it flew away.

“So are you here because of Link?” Tad asked next, head cocking to the side. “Since he’s Hylian? Where did you come from? Do you like him? Are you gonna stay here with him?”

Zelda’s cheeks suddenly felt warm. “Oh, I’m... here to pray, I’m from outside of the swamp, from the castle. Your brother brought me here to spend the night because I got lost and separated from my group,” she explained. “I’m not going to stay long, I’m sorry.”

“Oh... that’s sad,” Tad said with a disappointed note to his voice. Then he perked up. “You’re from outside the swamp? What’s it like?!”

Zelda laughed in spite of the blush still on her cheeks, and began to describe the parts of Hyrule she was most familiar with, and details she recalled. Her knowledge mainly consisted of central Hyrule, but Tad was fascinated regardless.

He started chattering about stuff he’d learned about outside of the swamp, and Zelda nodded, doing her best to listen past her exhaustion, and glanced over at Link again, trying not to think too hard about what Tad had said earlier.

Do you like him?

Zelda rubbed at a spot of mud on her skirt, her cheeks warming again.

...Well, she certainly liked him as a friend. She’d only met Link today, for goodness’ sake.

Zelda shook her head, and looked around as Tad kept chattering. Link was still talking to his sister and her friend, and the suspicion hadn’t faded from their eyes in the slightest. She happened to catch the gaze of his sister, and when Zelda gave her a little smile, trying to look friendly, Lilith shrank down in the water.

Finally Link gave up talking to them and swam back over, shaking his head.

“They’re not budging. They’ll warm up eventually, but Viyne really must’ve scared them,” he said with a sigh. “Sheesh. What all did he say to you guys, Tad?”

“Oh, umm,” Tad said thoughtfully, tapping a claw to his chin. “...I don’t remember. I didn’t believe him so I didn’t listen.”

“Helpful, kiddo,” Link snorted, then splashed him, Tad squeaking.

Tad quickly splashed him back, and Zelda watched in amusement as the two went at it, scrambling around in the water and trying to splash and dunk the other. Lilith and Webs kept watching from a safe distance, though Zelda thought they might’ve looked a little less suspicious the longer Zelda merely sat and didn’t do anything.

...A little.

“Hey kids! Dinner!” a voice suddenly called from the house, and Link and Tad immediately stopped their scuffling, ears and fins sticking up.

“Dinner!” Tad cheered, and scrambled out of the water, Link right behind him. Tad ran ahead into the house and Link looked back at Zelda, who hadn’t summoned the strength to stand up just yet.

“Are you coming?” he asked, and Zelda nodded, loathe to move, but knowing she had to. Sitting down had only made her feel more exhausted, paradoxically enough, but she could hardly sit out here all night. That would only make her feel worse tomorrow. And besides, the emptiness in her stomach had made itself known again, and she really wanted to eat.

Zelda took in a breath as she braced herself on the soft ground, then shakily stood up, focusing all her remaining energy on not falling over. Link smiled at her, but when Zelda took a step towards him, her legs didn’t want to hold her up.

Her knees buckled, but before she could even be alarmed, Link was at her side, an arm around her as he looked at her in concern.

“Whoa, are you okay? You didn’t get hurt earlier, right?” Link asked as he supported her, and Zelda felt her cheeks darken again.

They’ve certainly been doing that a lot today.

“No, I wasn’t injured. I’m all right,” Zelda tried to reassure, though it was hard to sound convincing while she was clinging to Link’s arm in order to keep herself up. Apparently she’d about reached her energy limits for the day.

“You don’t look all right,” Link said worriedly. “Did I walk too fast earlier? Ma’s always telling me I go too fast on land, I always forget to slow down—”

“Oh, no Link, it wasn’t you at all,” Zelda quickly reassured. “It’s my fault. I’m... I’m just worn out. I get like this after a certain amount of physical activity,” she admitted. Link seemed to have boundless energy, he would probably think her ridiculous from being so exhausted just because she’d walked for a few extra hours. “It’s... a little hard to explain. It’s a sort of long-term sickness, I suppose. I can’t usually travel much because of it. That’s why I kept asking for breaks earlier, and why I’m so tired now.”

Zelda fidgeted awkwardly with her dress.

“I probably should have been more upfront with you. I’m sorry,” she said quietly, and Link tilted his head.

“Sorry? What for?” he asked.

Zelda looked at her feet. “Well, I... I slowed you down earlier without saying why. And now I can barely walk, and you’re helping me...”

“Oh, you don’t have to apologize for that,” Link said, adjusting his arms so he was holding her up a bit more easily. “It’s not your fault you’re sick. And I figured you’d need breaks, I mean, Zora are really bad at traveling for a while on land. Like, really bad. I’m used to stuff like that.”

He glanced back at the water, and lowered his voice a little.

“And I get it. Webs’ dad... he has scale rot, sometimes so bad he has to spend all day in bed. But it’s not his fault, and none of us mind giving him a hand,” he said steadily.

Zelda blinked at him as he spoke, a little surprised he’d been so quick to reassure her.

Most of the castle either treated her like glass or seemed endlessly frustrated with her, and her father had been loathe to allow her out here at all. But Link... seemed to be taking it in stride.

Though should I really be surprised? He’s been nothing but kind since I met him.

Link smiled at her with that same goofy grin he’d been giving her all day, and offered a hand to her.

“And I don’t mind giving you a hand. Here,” he said casually, then when she took his hand, leaned down and swept her up into his arms. Zelda squeaked, and tried very hard not to think about how Link wasn’t wearing a shirt as he got her settled in his arms. “See? No problem.”

“I... thank you,” Zelda said softly, still feeling embarrassed, but also rather touched. It was silly of her to have to be carried inside when the door was right there, but she had to admit she felt a lot better not being on her feet.

And being carried by Link certainly wasn’t the worst way to rest them.

“No problem, lady,” Link assured again, then turned his head to the water. “Lilith! Come on, dinner! Let Webs go home, Zelda isn’t going to eat you. And if she tries, I’ll stop her.”

Zelda saw two pairs of suspicious eyes still watching her, but they reluctantly moved to the shore, slipping out and standing a healthy distance away from her and Link. Link snorted and began to walk inside, and Zelda’s view of the kids was blocked.

A warm light met them as they passed through the doorway, and Zelda looked around in interest at the Zora dwelling.

It had seemed smaller on the outside, but it was plenty spacious within, a mat of woven reeds on the floor, table with chairs to the side, the tree she’d seen earlier dotted with a few shelves and hooks to hang things on. A trail of glowing mushrooms growing up the side of the tree were providing the light in the hut, along with a cooking pot to the side, and it felt wonderfully cozy.

Zelda craned her neck to take it all in, and noticed a small pool off to the side, and as Link walked past it, she could tell it went deeper. Perhaps to another part of the house? She’d have to ask.

“Hey Ma,” Link said cheerily. “Hope you don’t mind another for dinner.”

It wasn’t until Link spoke that Zelda noticed the Zora standing by the cookpot, scales a lighter green with orange-pink fins. A smile widened across her face as she turned around and saw Link, though it turned to surprise as her eyes landed on Zelda, and her fins flickered.

“Well, look what the tide washed in. What do we have here, Link?” she asked with what Zelda assumed was the Zora equivalent of a raised eyebrow, and Link grinned.

“This is Zelda. She’s visiting the swamp, Ma, she got separated from her group, and I invited her here for the night,” he said easily, and Zelda gave an awkward little wave at Link’s mother.

“Hello,” she said, and the Zora hummed, then smiled.

“Hi there Zelda. I’m Rina, I hope my son hasn’t been driving you too crazy,” she teased, coming over and patting Link on the head. “Sometimes he doesn’t know when to quit. Though I see he’s swept you off your feet anyway!”

Zelda blushed, and Rina laughed, Link shaking his head at her teasing.

...Though did Zelda imagine it, or did his ears redden?

“Thanks Ma,” Link said with an eye roll, and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Is it okay if she sleeps here? Chief said it was all right.”

“Certainly. You look like you need some rest, poor thing,” Rina said with a hum. “We’ll find you a nice spot. But in the meantime, come sit and eat, we’ve got plenty of pie.”

“Pie!” Tad crowed excitedly from his place at the table, and Zelda chuckled. Link set her down by one of the mossy chairs, pulling it out for her and making sure she didn’t fall when she sat down, and then he went to go help his mother.

“Chief told Pa to go look for Zelda’s group, so I don’t think he’ll be back for dinner,” Link said as he started moving food to the table.

“Well, I’ll save him some. Hopefully he won’t be long. It seems like more and more he keeps being— what’s that?” Rina asked, voice sharp as she suddenly snatched Link’s arm. “Is this— Link, you’re hurt! What did you do?”

“Mama, it’s just a scratch,” Link groaned as she turned his arm this way and that. Tad giggled, and Zelda watched as Rina began pulling off the cloth he’d hastily wrapped around the injury earlier, making a trilling sound in the back of her throat as she saw it.

“Just a scratch indeed, great larking loons Link, me and your father have told you to bring someone with you when you hunt monsters!” Rina accused, tugging Link over to a mossy stool in the corner of the room. “One of these days you’re gonna get worse than this.”

“I haven’t yet,” Link huffed, holding his arm out and wincing as his mother rubbed something over it. “And I didn’t have time to go get anyone, they were moving fast and I didn’t— ow!”

Link jerked his arm, but Rina kept a tight grip on him as she cleaned, Link quickly wiping the wince off his face when he noticed Zelda was watching. Rina then wrapped up Link’s arm in a much better wrap then what had been encasing it, and neatly tied it off.

“Link, you’ve got to be more careful,” she chided.

“I was being careful, but Zelda needed help and I was the only one around,” Link argued back. “You can’t fault me that, Ma.”

Rina sighed again, and took Link’s face in her hands, giving his forehead a peck. “I know, Treasure. I just worry, ‘specially with those beasts getting more and more bold,” she murmured.

She looked into his eyes a moment, then turned back around towards Zelda and Tad, clapping her hands.

“Well, we should eat before it gets cold. Where’s Lilith?”

“I think she’s still outside,” Zelda spoke up, and Tad snorted.

“Yeah, cause she’s scared Zelda’s gonna eat her. Even though she won’t!“

“Now why on earth does she think that?” Rina asked with a hand on her hip. “Have you two been listening to Viyne again? You know he’s been speaking nonsense since before you two were born, he gets crazier by the day.”

“He’s only kinda crazy, Mama,” Tad assured. “And I didn’t believe him! Just Lilith an’ Webs.”

“Well she’d better get over it, or she’s going to be eating cold pie,” Rina said with a sigh, and Link stood up and went to the doorway.

“Come on Lilith, she’s okay,” Zelda heard him say, but she was distracted by Rina handing her a platter of what looked like small hand-pies, shaped vaguely like fish.

“Here you go, Zelda. Now Tad, eat up, then get washed for bed,” Rina said, kissing his head as she walked by and sat down. “It’s late, and I know you haven’t been scrubbing behind your fins.”

“Aw Ma,” Tad whined, but Rina gestured to his food.

“Eat. And don’t whine in front of our guest,” she said pointedly.

Zelda picked up the pie as Tad grumbled something under his breath, following the example of Link’s family and just using her hands. She wasn’t used to eating without utensils, in public at least, but that must have been how the Zora did things.

Zelda took a cautious bite of the small pie, and immediately brightened, the taste of soft, flaky crust mixed with warm fish and herbs hitting her tongue. It was delicious, salty and warm and seasoned perfectly. She quickly took another larger bite, and saw Rina grin at her.

“Have as many as you like, I made plenty,” she said, and Link finally came back in, his sister clinging tight to his back. All Zelda could see were some pinkish fins poking up from behind Link’s shoulders, and she tried not to stare at poor Lilith.

“See? It’s fish pies, your favorite,” Link said as he sat down across from Zelda. “And Zelda likes it too. She’s really not going to eat you Lil, I promise.”

A head poked up behind Link’s shoulder, nervous yellow eyes peeking at Zelda. Lilith slowly moved around Link’s arm, eventually ending up on his lap, all while keeping an eye on Zelda.

Link stuffed half a pie in his mouth, and Lilith finally took one too, her mother making a clicking noise that sounded disapproving.

“Lilith, you should know better than to believe Viyne’s stories,” Rina said. “I’m thinking you kids shouldn’t listen to him anymore.”

“Aw, but he tews da beft ones,” Tad whined through a full mouth of food. “Nobofdy knows as mawny as him.”

“And he was right about part of it,” Lilith added in a small voice. “After he did his story, he said a stranger like Link was going to come here today, and he was right.”

Link and his mother exchanged a glance, and Zelda paused in her eating, looking between them. She didn’t know who Viyne was, but he’d known she would be here? She hadn’t even known she would be here.

“Well regardless of that, everyone gets things wrong sometimes. You have to think for yourself, Lilith,” Link said, polishing off his pie and licking his fingers. “I don’t eat Zora. Why would you believe Viyne if he said I did?”

Lilith shrugged, and nibbled at the greens her mother had put in front of her.

Rina sighed. “Well. I’ll go speak to Viyne tomorrow. We’ll see about more stories from him or not.”

“Aw, fine,” Tad grumbled.

“Maybe you could tell Zelda some stories for the moment,” Rina pointed out, and Tad perked back up.

“Oh yeah! Do you want to hear about the time Mama once chased a bokoblin away with a stick? Or when Link accidentally threw a frog right at the Chief’s face? He was so mad, he made Link—”

“Maybe stories about yourself, Tad?” Link interrupted, and Zelda couldn’t help her giggle at the look on his face.

Link looked over at her, and he joined her laughter after a minute, Rina shaking her head at all of them.

The rest of the evening passed quickly, and though Zelda enjoyed the warm atmosphere and getting to know Link’s family, she was having trouble keeping up with it. She didn’t contribute much to the conversation apart from small additions, though she tried to answer questions when she was asked them, and the longer the evening went, the more her shoulders drooped, and her eyes randomly slipped closed.

She didn’t realize she’d dozed off until Link was giving her shoulder a light shake, and she startled awake, greeted by his smile.

“Hey I know our table is nice, but I think you’ll be more comfortable in a bed,” he said, and Zelda realized the table had been cleared, and she was the only one still seated.

“Oh, I’m terribly sorry,” she apologized as she bit back a yawn.

“Not a problem, Zelda. Goodnight,” Rina said from across the room, Tad tucked under her arm and loudly protesting the thought of going to bed. “Hope you sleep well!”

“Goodnight,” Zelda sleepily offered in reply, and Lilith offered her a tiny wave from behind her mother’s leg.

Zelda smiled, glad to have finally been deemed not a threat, and Link offered her a hand. She took it, relieved her knees didn’t buckle this time as Link helped her up, and he led her outside.

Zelda looked around in confusion, unsure as to why he’d brought her out here. But then Link took her around to the other side of the hut, and she saw a small ladder hanging from the tree that was part of it, woven from vines.

“Up there?” Zelda asked as she spotted a hollow in the tree where the ladder led, and Link nodded, smiling at her.

“Up there. Think you can climb, or do you want a piggyback?”

Zelda looked at the ladder appraisingly. It didn’t go all that high, probably not more than ten feet, but...

“...I don’t think I can get up there right now,” she admitted awkwardly, and Link nodded.

“No problem,” he said in a cheerful voice, and before Zelda could say anything, picked her up and swung her onto his back. “Hold on!”

Zelda yelped as he made for the ladder, and she clung to his neck as he quickly scaled it, reaching the small platform it led to in a matter of moments. He gently set her back down, then gestured her inside the large hollow they’d reached.

Zelda only had to duck a little to step inside, and while normally she would have been interested in looking around the room she found herself in, studying the handful of furniture, and asking Link about the shelves of dried plants and feathers and other little things scattered around, she was mostly focused on the bed by the wall, which looked soft and extremely inviting.

She started to go towards it, but then a thought struck her, and she paused.

“...Is this your room, Link?”

He nodded. “Yep. My family all sleeps in the water, and while I’ve done that, I find moss more comfortable,” he admitted, scratching the back of his neck. “Plus it doesn’t come with the whole “accidentally go under while you’re asleep and wake everyone up by choking,” thing sleeping in the water does. So I usually sleep up here.”

“Oh... I can’t take your bed,” Zelda said in dismay, but Link waved her off.

“Nope, you’re a guest, you get the bed. We have hammocks downstairs for nights when my family doesn’t sleep in the water, I’ll be fine in one of those.”

Zelda hesitated. “But...”

“It’s fine,” Link repeated, and escorted her towards the bed. “Really. You’ve got to get back to your group tomorrow, and you look like you’re about to pass out, just sleep.”

“My clothes are dirty,” she half-heartedly resisted, and Link shrugged.

“I don’t mind. If it bothers you, just take the dirty parts off.”

Zelda hesitated, then sighed, and finally gave in, sitting down on the edge of the bed. She had no idea what the blanket was made of, but it was soft under her hands, and she slumped, wanting nothing more than to collapse back into it.

But she really did want to at least change out of her messy skirt. If Link was going to insist she have his bed, the least she could do was keep it clean.

“Well, if you need anything, just holler,” Link said, pointing a thumb back at the door. “I’ll be able to hear you. Oh, there’s clean water in the basin there if you need it. Anything else you need now?”

“No, I don’t think so. Thank you, Link,” Zelda said sleepily, her manners insisting she say something. “For... all of it.”

Link met her eyes, and gave her a soft smile.

“Sure thing, Zelda. ‘Night.”

Then he pulled a curtain over the door, and was out of her view.

Zelda sighed as she heard his footsteps retreat, her thoughts flitting briefly towards her entourage, and Link, and his family and all the other things she’d seen today. But her tiredness won out over all of them, and she rubbed at her eyes. She would think about all of it tomorrow.

Zelda scrounged up the energy to peel away her muddy dress and gloves, and anything else that was particularly dirty, and once she was in her underclothes, collapsed back onto the bed with a sigh.

She wrapped herself in the blanket, and was out the moment her head hit the pillow.

[mawrblaidddrwg]

[sunsetsandsunshine]

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~ 𝙻𝚎𝚘, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 ~

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𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙷𝙷 𝙷𝙸 𝙱𝙻𝚄𝚂𝙷𝚈!!! 𝚈𝚎𝚜, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠!!! 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚢-𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚎𝚘’𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 😖💖💞

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙱𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝙰𝚈 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝙼𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚌…𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚊 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚕𝚍 ‼‼‼ 𝙱𝚛𝚞𝚑, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚘 😔…? /𝚛𝚎𝚏˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟺,𝟽𝟸𝟸

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 🐢❤️

���𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠…𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝! 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕, 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎! 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝚆𝙴𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴! 𝙰𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑…𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛…𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢…

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃*𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝙽𝙸. 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸.)

𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚐𝚜𝚜𝚜𝚜:

@shut-up-jo @what-youd-expect @saturnzskyzz

@someone1348 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @goopyskele

@ziipzeepzop-eez @skyloladoodles @leosmasktails

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙸 𝚋𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐…𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 *𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚜*!!!

𝚃𝚆: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐— 𝚢'𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 🕺🏾!!!

𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕𝙽𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚘…𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙸 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚠𝚎’𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎-𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘. 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 (𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝙸’𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐<𝟹)

𝙰𝙻𝚂𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝚄𝙿𝙿𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚈!!! 𝚈𝙾𝚄’𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝚄𝙿𝙿𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴 😈🕺🏾✨!!!

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

Two hours. It has been two absolutely awesome, amazing, astonishing, stupefying, magnificent, incredible, extraordinary, staggering, astounding, perplexing, confounding, stupendous hours being on a call with the one and only April O’Neil. 

And yes, Leo looked up more than half of those synonyms. He’s a man of many words. 

The two friends have been on a FaceTime call for…no particular reason, actually. Leo and April just collectively agreed that being on a call and doing classwork with each other would be a lot more fun than doing said classwork by themselves. 

But, April was an only child. The poor girl wouldn’t have anyone her age to help her finish the homework anyway.

Leo’s brothers on the other hand…chose not to help him with his homework in any way, shape, or form. 

Raph has, like, 10 missing assignments from each class— (scary yet impressive honestly) so asking him for help wouldn’t help either of them. 

Mikey keeps LOSING his homework (which he always blames their Mom for eating…since she does kinda eat literally anything and everything)…

And Donnie? He only ever helps people with homework if they give him free V-bucks (or however you spell it…idk man—). And does it LOOK like Leo can or will ever own V-bucks??? 

But at the end of the day, the leader in blue couldn’t really blame his brother’s for not helping. I mean, it’s homework. Doing work at home. In all fairness, the word alone just sounds wrong…

What they all were learning in class was stupid anyway. It was all taxes and discounts and blah blah blah…

It was boring. Like…BORING boring. 

And complicated…super freaking complicated.

And anytime Leo would ask a question about said homework, every teacher would say the same exact phrase: “Why didn’t you ask your parents or guardian for help?”

Even thinking about the question for a split second made Leo shiver. What did he look like? Some bright genius? He’s not Young Shelldon— if anything that’s Donnie. 

Besides, what did the teachers expect them to do? Ask their parents for help with their homework? Psh. Yeah right. As if.

Google exists for a reason, y’know. 

And not to be the bearer of bad news here but…Leo’s Dad’s a fucking rat. No offense to Splinter of course, but if his Dad couldn’t tell the difference between Andrew Tate and Timothée Chalamet, what makes you think he would know the difference between debit cards and credit cards? 

“I freaking hate English...” April grumbled from Leo’s phone screen, “It makes absolutely no sense. We break the rules that we created specifically for this language!” 

Leo stopped typing on his laptop, blinking a couple of times out of confusion, “What do you mean?” He giggled amused, looking up and glancing at her intrigued. 

“Y'know the 'I before e except after c' rule?” She asked. 

“Yeah? I know of it.” 

“It doesn’t make any sense. Like…at all. There are a ton of words that don’t follow it.” 

“Oh.” The mutant huffed out a small laugh, closing his laptop and putting it away in his backpack which was to the side of his bed, where he was sitting, “Well…what words? I’m sure there’s only a handful you could think of.” 

“There’s neither, foreign, seize, height, protein, caffeine…” She lists out, “…I could go on and on…” Leo blinked absently, “…You’ve been thinking about this for a while, haven’t you?” 

The girl with glasses huffed out a small, smug laugh, showing the other teen one of her many notebook’s labeled 'Except after C my ASS.'  “Well, English is weird like that.” The hazel eyed mutant shrugged as the older teen groaned in irritation. “SEE?! See what I mean?! E is before I in the word 'weird!'” The girl announced annoyedly, rubbing her eyes tiredly. 

April leaned on her seat, staring up at the ceiling and pondering. “What if I just…banned English?” 

“The language or the class?” The mutant asked incredulously.  

“Why not both?” She deadpanned. Leo rolled his eyes fondly as he adjusted himself on his bed to a more comfortable and relaxed position, “Well, you have fun with that…” 

The two teens shared a comfortable silence, both going back to working on their homework, asking questions every now and again but keeping the atmosphere quiet, calm and settled. 

Leo glanced at the screen, resting his palm on his cheek as he just…stared at her. 

Which…is extremely creepy and something you should never do to someone (especially if they wield a moped 24/7), but April was just so…

Pretty, attractive, lovely, good-looking, nice-looking, fetching, prepossessing, appealing, charming, delightful, nice…

Okay, well you get the point. 

“You’re so smart, April…” Leo mumbled as the girl in question looked up at him, confused and flattered at the sudden/random compliment, “Huh?”

“Huh?” The teenage boy repeated, his face turning a deep crimson as he came to terms that his 'inner thoughts' became his 'outer thoughts'. The girl raised a brow, a teasing smirk plastered on her face, “You just called me smart.” 

“No I didn’t!” The mutant denied, “I meant to say, uh uhm…you're such a u-uh…tart!” 

Nice save Leo…nice. save. 

“A…tart? Are you trying to call me a snack or something?”

“NO!” The blue banded mutant immediately said, his face as hot as fire now, “You’re just very sweet like one. My Dad baked tarts all the time when I was a kid and I was kindaaaa hungry just now. So, I thought of the tarts he used to make and I was like ‘wow, those tarts were sweet as HECK’ and thought about you!” 

April stared at Leo for a minute or two before bursting out into laughter, simply going back to her homework, “Pff— okay, certified yapper.” She snickered, going back to jotting down notes in her French textbook. 

Suddenly, there was a shout to be heard ringing around the lair, a shout that could only be the home to one of Leo’s family members. 

“Is that your tart welding Father calling you?” She teased as Leo groaned, “No…it’s one of my brothers. Which one this time? I have no idea…” The shout of Leo’s name was heard again as the eldest turtle groaned irritably. 

“Yes?” The blue banded turtle called out but was only met with silence. I mean, what else is new? He was expecting no answer but it was still annoying. The turtle teen sighed, “One moment please.” He said as he muted himself on the phone. He got up from his bed, going into the middle of the room before yelling at the top of his lungs, “YES???”

“Yeesh. I’m right here, dude. No need to shout.” Raph smiled as he walked into the shared bedroom where the eldest sibling was. Leo only glared at him disapprovingly, crossing his arms against his plastron, “What do you want, Raph?”

“Damn. What did I do to get treated with such hostility?” 

Leo raised an unamused brow.

“I mean specifically!” 

“I told you guys a million times to not disturb me for the next hour!” The turtle in blue groaned as he rubbed his forehead, “I’m on a call with April doing homework— the homework you all refused to help me with.” 

“Y'know once you tell me things it goes in one ear and out the other, right? And besides, it’s not like I’m disrupting you or anything.” 

“You are!” Leonardo shouted, “I literally have myself muted on the phone right now because you decided to waltz in here like Godzilla!” 

“Would that…make you Kong?”

The eldest’s glare hardened, “Raphael.” 

“Alright, alright! Keep your shell on!” The other snickered, “Just felt like checking up on everyone. You weren’t topside or in the lounge area. So I figured you were in here.” The red banded turtle stated as he looked to the side, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully.  

The eldest’s eyes softened a bit at that, his crossed arms unfolding and then dropping to his sides. With the whole…fiasco that happened last summer, Raph has been checking up on the family more frequently as of now. 

And by 'more frequently', he means the everlasting second of the day. Which was more than Leo has ever done. And that’s saying a LOT. 

“I’m fine, Raph.” The leader in blue said, “Again…just on a call with April. You can…join us if you’d like. We’re gonna quickly finish our homework and then just chat. But don’t do or say anything stupid.” The eldest said jokingly as he offered the second youngest a smile. 

Raph nodded, squinting suspiciously a bit, “Well you changed your mind quick.” 

“I felt like being nice today.” Leo grinned, “So you gonna join or what?” 

“I appreciate the offer, but I just wanted to check up on you— I don’t wanna intrude on y'all…seriously.” He trailed off as his elder brother looked at him confused, huffing out a laugh of bewilderment, “Since when have you cared about intruding?” 

The red banded teen shrugged, still glancing to the side as Leo groaned loudly and dramatically, slinging one arm over Raph’s shoulder’s and squeezing him in a side hug tightly. With the height difference, the hug kind of looked like if Tom and Jerry were conjoined into one working being…although it was a hug nonetheless. 

“You wanted my wonderful and awesome attention so I’m giving it to you. Come on, Kool Aid Man. Let’s go.” The hazel eyed teen said as he dragged Raph to his bed. 

“Wait…what did you just call me?”

“Kool Aid Man. Get over it. It suits you.” 

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“Raph…it was never that serious…” April sighed, looking at the second youngest who was pooling out buckets of the ocean from his eyes, but kept a straight face on the screen. The three teens were currently watching the very last episode of Steven Universe…for old times sake. 

And let’s just say the red banded turtle wasn’t taking it too kindly. 

“April’s right, man. Why are you sobbing like the crying emoji?” Leo cackled, resting his shell against the wall as Raph kicked him. “I AM NOT!” The hot-head yelled, wiping his eyes immediately after his brother asked, “These are manly tears…” 

“So…you are crying.” The young leader snickered. 

“Screw off, Nerdardo…!” The brown eyed teen groaned, scoffing as the credits played on the IPhone screen. “I fucking hate that show…it’s so fucking dumb…” He sobbed again, burying his face into the palm of his hands. 

The leader in blue sighed, patting his little brother’s shoulder as he looked at April, “See what I have to deal with?” 

The girl chortled, crossing her arms, “Must be soooo hard.” She mused and the girl smiled in amusement, slumping in her seat as she stopped screen-sharing on her phone, “So what do you guys wanna watch now?” 

“Uh…wanna watch that Netflix One Piece movie? I heard that Live Action isn’t…as bad as people say it is.” Leo offered as April scrolled through the different options Netflix had to offer.

“Hell to the no,” The red banded turtle immediately said, “I just escaped a 3 hour anime marathon with Don. I don’t want to see anything having to do with anime until I’m 90. Or when I die. Whichever comes first.”

The other turtle chuckled in amusement, “Fair enough.” He hummed, “What about…Avatar the Last Airbender? The series, of course.”

“You know damn well once we start watching it we won’t stop until we finish it.” April said. 

“True that…” Raphael commented. 

“Wait!” Leo gasped, “What if we watched a nostalgic movie instead? Like one we all haven’t seen in a long while?” The brown eyed mutant nodded at the idea, resting his shell on the wall as he grinned at the smaller turtle. “Alright…I’m picking up what you’re putting down here, brother. What’s your idea?”

“I didn’t…put anything down.” The elder turtle blinked confused. The red banded turtle huffed in amusement, patting his brother’s shoulder, “Oh, sweet summer child…” Leo rolled his eyes at the comment, brushing Raph’s hand off of his shoulder. 

“Oh! I know! What about Monster’s Inc—?” April started to say but was almost immediately shut down by the second oldest turtle, “Nope. Definitely not.”

“Huh? Why not? I love that movie!” The blue banded turtle groaned. 

“Yeah.” Raphael said to his older brother, “And you love Jennifer Tilly. Don’t forget that one time where you—“ Leo quickly hit his brother in the shoulder, not allowing him to finish the sentence and glaring at him profusely, “SHUT UP! It was one time! You don’t understand—!”

“—And I don’t want to!” The taller mutant declared, hitting Leo in the shoulder back. “Well, as a little kid you liked that ugly freaking fish from Shark Tales.” Leo added smugly. 

“…I will kick you again, Nardo. Don’t test me.” The red banded turtle threatened lightly. The glasses welding teen laughed, rolling her eyes, “I don’t even wanna know…” 

April suddenly then cracked her knuckles, adjusting her glasses so they were positioned correctly on her face (due to the fact it was slightly falling off and she can’t and won’t be caught lacking). “Alright y'all, hold on. Lemme lock in on this science assignment…” April muted herself, pulling out her laptop and becoming concentrated in her work.

The two brother’s patiently sat quietly, averting to their own conversation as they waited for their friend to finish her other homework. Leo let Raph have his yap session for a good, like, 2 seconds before the hazel eyed mutant went back to looking at his crush April. 

Raph looked at his brother knowingly, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly as the shorter turtle looked at him confused. 

“…what?” Leo said. 

“What what?” Raph said back. 

“You’re looking at me.” 

“And you’re looking at April~!”

“SSH SSH SHH! SHUT UP!” The young leader in blue screeched as a light blush appeared on his face. “Why don’t we…watch Avengers Endgame?” April suggested as she unmuted herself. 

Huh. She finished that science homework fast. And regarding that their science class is doing Physics right now, she probably used Chat GPT…

Leo’s eyes lit up at the suggestion as Raph groaned loudly, “No! No we are not.” The taller turtle said immediately, leaving no room for argument. The smaller turtle groaned back, crossing his arms in frustration. 

Raph facepalmed himself, due to the fact that this exact scene has played out anytime he tries to watch movies with his brother’s (and it’s a miracle that Donnie and/or Mikey weren’t here…or the call would last until the Earth exploded) “Leonardo. For the millionth time: Captain America is not a cool superhero! Like…at ALL!”  

“He’s a cool superhero to me!” Leo screeched. 

“Yeah! Only to you!” Raph glared as he jabbed Leo in the side. The smaller turtle screamed loudly in surprise, flinching away and covering his side with one arm as he hit Raph in the shoulder with the other. 

“Leo? You okay?” April asked, a tad bit concerned from the genuine scream her friend let out.  

“I’m fine!” Leonardo said through gritted teeth, “Just…trying to do my chores. Which reminds me: I need to take the trash out.” And with that, the leader in blue pushed his immediate younger brother off of the bed. He stuck the middle finger at him before facing the camera and pretending he didn’t just shove his brother to the abyss that was the side of his resting quarters. “You were saying?” He smiled sweetly at April. 

“Is Raph okay?” She asked, trying to stifle her laughs but finding the task extremely hard. “He’ll be fine.” The blue banded turtle simply said, looking to the side of him where Raphael layed. 

The turtle in question stuck the middle finger at him as Leo gladly did so back. April snickered at the two’s bickering, rolling her eyes fondly. Leo muted himself for, like, the millionth time during this call, turning to Raph, “Raphael.”

“That’s me.” 

The leader in blue’s eye twitched, “I know that’s you! That’s why I said your name!” The elder threw a pillow at his little brother who caught effortlessly. 

“Do not— I REPEAT: Do NOT tickle me in front of April, Raph!”

“Why not~?” Raphael snickered evilly like the little shit he proudly was. “Because it’s embarrassing!” Leo said as if his reasoning should’ve been obvious, “And besides, she needs to know that I have absolutely no weaknesses whatsoever!” 

“Nardo, I highly doubt she thinks that.” 

“What do you know anyway?” The hazel eyed mutant huffed, “Besides, I’m pretty sure she would appreciate talking about Captain America more than she would like to meet Hulk irl.”

Raph gasped, offended, “I DO NOT LOOK LIKE HULK AT ALL!”

Leo giggled amused, unmuting himself, “You said it, not me.” 

The glasses-wielding teen rolled her eyes, smirking at Leo, “Are done muting yourself now?” The blue banded teen nodded, “Yeah, sorry. Just needed to take care of a couple things…as you saw.” He gestured to Raph on the ground with his hand. 

“…I see.” April mused, “So. What now?”

“Now? Now I will show you something very interesting…” The red banded turtle said as he got up. 

Raph pulled his older brother closer to him on the bed by grabbing his ankle, dragging his body (pause...) to his chest as he put him in a small chokehold (one that wouldn’t hurt him of course). Leo sighed impatiently, hitting Raph’s arms like there was no tomorrow. 

“Raph, you’re so fucking annoying! Let GO of me!” The leader in blue growled which only caused the taller turtle’s grin to widen. “Hey, April? My friend, my pal, my amiga, my bud, my partner in crime…” He chuckled, “Can I let you in on a little secret?”

“Raph…” Leo warned.

“Well, not really a secret but just some cool info little Leonardo here hasn’t told you yet. He’s wanted to tell you for a long while but you know this dork, he’s shy.” 

“Raph!” Leo yelled, squirming left and right as he tried to get out of the small chokehold, inwardly dying from how embarrassing this was going to be. 

He would love to be tickled by April. Ever since they’ve become close friends that’s been the #1 thing to do on his bucket list: to tell her he was ticklish. Which sounds easy but it really wasn’t. Still isn’t. 

And no matter how many stretches or pokes he did, she would never get the clue. 

So, inevitably, he just gave up. Besides, April would freak the flip OUT if she heard his ‘getting tickled laugh’. Like, she’s heard his ‘normal laugh’ but his ‘getting TICKLED laugh???’ 

Because of his signature laugh, the hazel eyed mutant has been called Elmo, Peter Griffin, Scooby Doo…Patrick Star, the list goes ON. 

It would just be straight up HUMILIATING. She wouldn’t make fun of him of course but that sure as hell doesn’t mean she wouldn’t judge. What if he hit her too hard or he kicked her? 

And if he SNORTED?

Oh good grief Leo was going to absolutely die today…

The girl snickered, crossing her arms over her chest, intrigued on what this whole ‘secret’ was. “Oh? You’ve been hiding something from me, Nerdo?” Leo shook his head in response to the question, “He ihihis lying, April! Dohon’t listen toohoo this buffons lihies!” Great. And now he’s already laughing. 

“I am nohot a liar!” Raphael chuckled at his brother’s infectious laughter, “I’m aha truther. If anything yohou’re a liar for not telling April how embarrassingly ticklish you are.” The taller turtle mused, tickling Leo’s side with his free hand. 

Leonardo squawked loudly and then pursed his lips together in an attempt to not laugh. “Okay, Rio. Pop off.” April hummed, not seeming phased by the leader in blue’s predicament at all. The brown eyed turtle sighed knowingly at his immediate older brother’s behavior, shaking his head fondly, “You see here, April: this is what I call I liar right here.”

“Yohou’re the liahair!” Leo squeaked out but fell into a chorus of giggles as Raph’s tickling method changed from scribbling to his side to repetitive squeezes. “You were always more ticklish to squeezes than scribbles, you weirdo.” 

“Rahahaph nononoho!” 

“Raph yes yes yehehes.” Raphael playfully mocked. 

“Dohon’t doohoo thihis in frohont of April!” Leo despretley pleaded, kicking his legs on his mattress in a last attempt to get the sweet sweet taste of freedom. Raph rolled his eyes, “Oh please. You’re fiiiine. Besides, you love this sooooo I don’t even know why you’re complaining.” The young leader’s face burned in absolute humiliation…there was no way in all of Equestria’s three moons that Raph was doing this to him. 

No way. 

No how. 

“Oh yeah, that’s also a thing he forgot to tell you. He freaking loves this. It’s adorable really how much he denies the fact.” 

“Oh. He likes tickling?” April asked interested but there was also a hint of genuine interest to it. 

“Yeah. All of us do, really. Donnie thinks it’s because we quote on quote, ‘have a touch of the ‘tism’…whatever that means.” Raph remarked smugly, “But this chewed wad of green gum right here likes it most outta all of us, don’t you, Leo?” The hazel eyed teen shook his head, giggling softly and hiding his face in the crook of Raph’s neck. 

“See? He’s not even trying to get away.”

“YeHES Ihi ahAHAM!” 

“You’re squirming, doofus. If you reaaallly wanted to get away you would’ve whooped my shell by now. But you didn’t. Soooo I’m highly assuming you like it.” Raphael stated as he snuck his hand in his immediate older brother’s underarm which only caused Leo’s face to be practically conjoined with the side of the red banded turtle’s neck.  

Leo snorted, kicking his legs on the bed sheets, “M-My GAHASH! Rahaph yohou yahapper— shuhut UHUP!”

The red banded teen smirked, “I am a yapper, actually. Here, lemme demonstrate…” The taller turtle slipped his hand out of his brother’s underarm and just wiggled his fingers, “I’m gonna tickle you so bad, Nardo~! I’m gonna show April just how insanely ticklish you are~!”

The blue banded turtle snorted loudly, refusing to look anywhere that was not the floor. Gosh he was gonna get Raph BACK for this! 

Well, if he came out of this alive. 

“YohOU AHAsshole *snort* STAHAP!” The smaller mutant screeched, kicking his brother’s arm with his knee repetitively which Raph wasn’t phased by. Raph brought his hand down and scribbled all over the tops of Leo’s knees. “NAHAH! NAHAT *snort* THEHE KNEEHEES NAHAT *snort* THEHE KNEEHEES!!!” The smaller turtle panicked, his legs too tired to kick so he was just left to squirm with his torso.

Raphael huffed out a laugh of amusement, “I hope you’re taking notes of this, April.”

The girl in question giggled lightly, “I’ve been screen recording the whoooole time.” 

Raph winked knowingly at his brother, squeezing the top of his brother’s knees as if there was no tommorow. “RAHA— *snort* *snort* RAHAPH PLEHEASE NAHA— *snort *snort* NOHOHOHO!” 

April’s eyes widened at the new laugh she was being displayed with, but that newfound shock soon turned to newfound admiration. “Jeeheez…Leo can snort two times in a row?”

“Five if it’s on a good day.” Raph remarked. 

With all the leader in blue’s squirming, he was able to get out of the hold for approximately 0.2 seconds before Raph easily “recaptured” him. Although this time, Raph wrapped around one arm over Leo’s torso to hold his arms down to his arms down to his sides. The elder paled, knowing what was coming to him. 

Leo almost regretted even allowing Raph to join the call with him and April his EVIL little brother dug his fingers into his stomach. And without his arms, Leo was left completely defenseless and could not do anything but just laugh like he was your typical go-to NYC drug addict. 

“Tickle tickle tickle~!” Raph teased. The hazel eyed teen threw his head back as he let out loud, giddy cackles. It was honestly a surprise and a relief no one in the family came to check up on him. 

“DUHUDE SHUHU— *snort* *snort* *snort* DOHON’T SAHAY THAHAT!”

“Don’t say what, Gigglenardo? Tickle~?” Raph asked innocently. 

“GOHODAHAMMIT! YEHEHES!” 

“But it’s such a pog word! Tickletickletickletickle~!” The brown eyed turtle said as he now scribbled on his elder brother’s stomach. Leo let out a genuine Broadway actor scream before falling into his spiral of cackles. “My gohosh I didn’t know he was so ticklish…” April remarked which caused Raph to lightly chuckle, “You have no idea…” He said.

“Gitchie gitchie goo, Gigglenardo…”

“FAHAHACK— *snort* *snort* FUHUCK YOHOU!!!”

“I didn’t even say tickle this time!” Raph fake pouted, “But I guess I could since you miss me saying it so much~! Tickle tickle~! Kitchie kitchie coo~!”

The glasses wielding teen looked at her friend fondly, “Nardo I’ve never seen you laugh like this. We should do this more often.” She said as Leo’s face turned to the Earth’s core.  

Well…at least April seemed to geuniely like his laugh…? That’s a win. 

“RAHA— *snort* *snort* PLEHEHEASE!”

“Please~? Plehehease what, big bro~?”

The cackling turtle squealed, tears of joy being clearly seen in his eyes. “THIHIS IHIS MEEHEEAN!!!” He whined through his laughs as April and Raph fondly rolled their eyes. “Oho…I can show you mean, bro. I’m just using one hand and you’re already a squirmy, giggly mess. Imagine what it’ll be like if I used both of my hands…”

“BEEHEE QUIHIHIET!”

“Eh, you don’t have to imagine. I’ll just…” And with that, Raph scribbled against the side of the leader in blue’s ribs with both of his hands now. The hazel eyed teen immediately pulled his arms down, hugging his middles and just laughing hysterically. “Uh oh…Nardo, did I find a bad spot~?” Raph fake pondered as he scratched at his big brother’s lower ribs.

The brown eyed turtle looked at his friend, “April, you’re a news reporter, right? Tell me something about this new discovery!“ He said in a sudden sweet and innocent tone. “AHAPRIL AHAPRIL *snort* DOHOHON’T!” The blue banded turtle teen squeaked out but his pleas were ignored by the other two. 

April grabbed an Expo marker, putting it to her mouth as if it was a microphone as she adjusted her glasses again. “Hello, I am April O’Neil and I am reporting from The Splinterson’s room. As you can see, Leonardo– the small Mucinex mascot over there– is getting his shit absolutely wrecked by Shrek over here.” 

“HEY!” Raph shouted, offended, “I do not look like Shrek!”

“YOHOU *snort* KIHINDA—“ Leo started but was soon cut off as the red banded turtle started to squeeze at his hips. “No one asked you, Mr. Mucus.” Raphael huffed. 

“Other than the whole Shrek thing, I think that was a pretty good report. Thanks, Apes.”

“No probs, Raph.” 

“SHUHUT UP! THE BOHOTH OF *snort* *snort* YOHOU!” Leo snorted as April and Raph shared an amused look. Raph ceased his tickle onslaught on his brother, wrapping him in a hug and giving him a small noogie. Leo huffed as he caught his breath, glancing to the side to try and hide the smile on his face. 

“I screen recorded everything, Nardo. I hope you know that.” April grinned cheekily as Raph copied the grin as well. 

“And I hope you know that I hate the both of you…” The young leader giggled, swatting at Raph’s arms but didn’t hit with an attempt to hurt him.

“APRIL!” Mrs. O’Neil yelled from downstairs in April’s apartment, “COME DO YOUR LAUNDRY!” 

The girl in question groaned, looking to the side where her Mom was calling her, “MOM! I’M BUSYYYYYY! I CAN DO IT LATERRRRRR!!!” She whined. 

“APRIL O’NEIL!” Her Mom said in a warning tone.

The girl in glasses sighed, resting her cheek on her palm, “I gotta go before my Mom kills me, you guys.” She groaned, “April O’Neil out.” April concluded with emphasis as she left the call. Leo sighed, bringing a pillow to his face as he hid under his blankets, groaning loudly.

“I hate you so much…” 

“Oh you’ll be fiiiine. You should thank me. She is going to wreck your shit on Monday.” Raph nonchalantly said as Leo buried his face into the pillow deeper. 

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[slushie5544]

(1/2) A New Year, Same Old Love

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62014474/chapters/158590699

Yes this is based off @msmimundo ‘s new years comic! It started as a one-shot but then this happened so enjoy the first part of this Perryshmirtz New Years two-shot (If you squint enough this could be a song fic..)

Word count: 2,508

“Five! Four! Three! Two! One!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!”

A bright purple blast from Heinz’s disguised inator blasted over the crowd of excited partygoers as they blissfully watched the New Year ball drop; not even registering the unknown light that flashed over them. However, Perry didn’t move from his spot, with arms crossed over his chest and a neutral expression he merely watched as his long-time nemesis finally ‘defeated him’. Even when Heinz gloated about his success and tried to get everyone to follow him to take over the Tri-State area, the platypus stayed in his seat. He knew this plan wouldn’t work out as someone mentioned, -no one ever keeps their New Year resolutions!

Hey, it was a New Year, and even an ‘evil’ scientist deserved a win occasionally. It was a short-lived victory, but seeing that wide, crooked smile and hearing his boisterous laugh made it worth it for the platypus. Perry had to fight back his smirk when he noticed how frustrated Heinz was becoming at the realization that his plans were once again foiled; it was a silent joy the agent took pleasure in. That is until he was called out for still throwing his usual punches and over-the-top cartoony violence despite knowing what would happen. His eyes softened and shoulders raised with a grin curling the side of his beak- because that’s what they do!

Finally, figuring his job was done here, Perry hopped down from the stoop and b-lined it for a side door before any of his family members noticed his presence. Just barely making it to an exit, he looked over his shoulder at the large monitor broadcasting the kids celebrating together back at home. Heinz was gone from the stage, something panged within his chest, but the platypus shook his head and turned to the mob of people near the dancefloor- He couldn’t have gone far.

Couples, friends, and family were all gathered together too enthralled in each other’s company to pay much mind to anything else around them. On the other side of the room were three familiar faces he had been trying to avoid all night- Oh, the irony.

However, instead of turning away, Perry paused and watched his family members enjoy their night together. Candace and her boyfriend were almost like a couple from a fantasy, their sways and spins had them completely take up the room, but their focus was solely on the other. It was as if they were in a fairytale just like the stories Linda would tell her daughter on nights when the little girl couldn’t sleep. Though he’d never admit it to himself, Perry enjoyed the stories as he curled up at the end of her bed to keep company on those especially hard nights. Seeing Jeremy dipped and twirled, Candace brought back that strange tightness to the agent’s chest, but he quickly shook the feeling with a roll of his eyes. He had to remember this was reality, not some made-up fantasy world! Besides, Perry never saw himself as any of kind ‘prince charming’ he always preferred the idea of being a knight instead; plus Heinz would never accept being the ‘damsel in distress’!- Maybe some kind of mischievous alchemist or a warlock.

As both teenagers continued maneuvering through the crowd he spotted Linda and Lawrence dancing together. With interlocked fingers and slow steps together, the married couple leaned their heads against one another while blindly guiding each other. They didn’t need to open their eyes though, having done this dance hundreds of times all they needed was to trust one another. It was as if they were completely cut off from the party’s loud and lively atmosphere; instead, they were lost in each other’s presence and went at their own pace. It was a type of love that only bloomed after years of knowing and accepting one another from the inside and out. From the smallest quirks to even the downright insane ideas they come up with because they were meant for each other as husband and wife. The two embraced one another in a kiss which Perry had to tear his eyes away from to look at his empty teal paws which clenched then opened against his chest- What color would look the best if that ever happened? Wait…

Before his thoughts could get the best of Perry he turned to the exit door that had been his escape route only to be met by a pair of legs that blocked the path. However, his mind only spiraled back to the images he had been trying to shake off as the person in thought stared him down with those midnight hues. A smirk twisted on the man’s lips as he stepped closer and adjusted his bowtie.- OH NOW HE SHOWS UP!?

“Well, well, well, Perry the Platypus… Leaving so soon? The party’s just getting started!” the agent took a step back with fists raised, but Heinz quickly stepped forward with his hands in the air. “No seriously! It’s a New Year’s party and everyone is so busy mingling that the buffet is completely up for grabs! I was thinking about taking a dish or two home honestly and…” Perry lowered his paws and arched an eyebrow, to which his nemesis let out a sigh and started rubbing the back of his neck, “Listen, my plan may not have worked out quite like I thought, b-b-but I still technically won a-and every time you win you always just up and leave, well not this time! New year, new me baby!! Now as the official winner, I do believe a reward is in order!”

With a half-smirk that rivaled Perry’s, Heinz extended a hand out for his nemesis to grab. The agent took a slight glance over his shoulder, his family was on the other side of the wave of people, though he figured if they hadn’t seen him on the stage then perhaps the other was right.- They’re so busy with one another that they wouldn’t even notice.

“Oh come on Perry the Platypus, are you cold feet, or should I be the one to lead this ti-eaahh-!?”

Heinz hadn’t even finished his tease when the small platypus jerked him forward with enough force to cause him to stumble into the crowd. Thankfully, Perry was able to catch the back of his suit before he hit the ground, with another forceful yank backward the platypus caught the taller man with both of his paws looped under his slim back. Thankfully Heinz's heightened reaction time always came in handy as he quickly maneuvered and balanced in the mammal’s grip by bending his knees and encircling his arms around the agent. With wide eyes, Heinz tried to chuckle over the rising lump in his throat as half-lidded chestnut orbs stared back at him. The flush of red started from his ears and he could feel the rush make its way to his face. Heinz started thinking maybe he should’ve found an outfit with fewer layers.

Perry gave a chirr of satisfaction and brought the other back up to his feet, but just for added flair he also took the man’s arms, spun him in a circle then caught his hands again. Once he finally got his balance, Heinz realized he was already following in step with the platypus. Paw in hand, the two mirrored one another and kicked to the beat of the music. However, all they could hear was the thumping of their hearts against their chest as the duo kept up with one another no matter the surprise. When Heinz took both of his paws and crouched to his level, Perry saw a glint of mischievous delight which he quickly understood. Always one step ahead of his nemesis the small mammal hopped in the air so he could be swung once, then twice before somersaulting in the air so he could land on Heinz’s arched back.

“You always have to show off in some sort of way, don’t you? I bet you wouldn’t be as flashy if we were similar heights! Well no matter, because no one can resist the ultimate dance move, the bee’s knees! Muahaha, I guess you can say this is my plan Bee! I’m just buzzing with all kinds of plans this year! Oh, I’m sorry are my amazing puns bugging you? Didn’t know you were such a Buzzkii-aack! Hey!!” With a roll of his eyes, Perry flipped over Heinz’s shoulders and pushed his tophat down further, till it covered his eyes and put an end to his spew of puns. “Alright, alright, I’m done! Yeesh, some just can't appreciate a good joke every so often! Curse you Perry the Platypus!”

While the smug platypus watched the other struggle wriggling the tight brim off of his head, Perry couldn’t fight the silent chuckle any longer. Had his nemesis been able to lift the hat up he would’ve seen the dopiest, most lovestruck smile that overtook his usual nonchalant neutral expression. However, instead the two stopped when the music came to a scratching halt and a voice spoke overhead.

“Alright Ladies, Gentlemen, and Everyone else in between! It’s time to slooooww~ down a bit as we start wrapping this wicked New Year’s party up! So grab a loved one and enjoy the next couple of tracks to start your year off right! Our first song has been highly requested, this goes out to all the couples who’ve been going through it, but are still preserving together! No matter the differences or trials their love is put through, but at the end of the day know it's all worth it for them!!”

Perry was the first to react as he looked up and noticed the lights dimmed to a softer purple and blue with magenta hues that reflected from the spinning disco ball above. From the speakers, a reverbed autotuned voice repeated the words in a language he had learned years ago while in the academy. Just hearing the first handful of lyrics before the beat picked up made the platypus grateful his fur covered his heated face.- I love you, I hate you, I love you, I hate you.

“UGH! Verdammt, dieser blöde Hut!” Perry glanced back to Heinz who gave up on taking off the tight hat. “Great, now I’m stuck annnnd… Perry the Platypus left..” his shoulders sank, “again.. Fantastic, truly, just what I wanted! Ditched, in the middle of a slow-dancing crowd that I can’t even see to get out! I can barely even hear the music. Is this French? What even are some of these lyrics, ‘Better than alone, is to be in bad company’? That’s not even how the saying go-WOoAH!”

Amidst his blind rant, Heinz’s hand was grabbed and tugged to the ground which he hadn’t expected leading to his knees quickly buckling under him. Thankfully, and to his surprise, a small frame caught his fall with short arms wrapping under his armpits.

“P-Perry the Platypus? You’re still here, wh-what are you doing?”

He didn’t get an answer, not even a chitter back; instead, Perry guided the other’s neck down to help him out of this predicament. However, as the small mammal reached up to grab the tophat’s brim he hesitated as the lyrics before the chorus quietly repeated in his mind- Stay close to your dearest friends, but also even closer to your adversaries.

For a split second chestnut brown eyes trailed down to the thin line of Heinz’s lips and trailed up the sharp edges of his jawline. He hadn’t missed the faintly darker shade that slowly rose up his high cheeks partially hidden under the cap. Perry looked straight ahead only to realize how close their nose and beak were. However, no matter how much Heinz complained about his nose constantly ‘being in the way,’ the billed mammal merely saw it as another feature of the scientist that he could easily kii-ck… Kick! Nothing more!

After forgetting his thoughts, the agent gave the top hat a quick yet forceful tug which managed to at least free his face from the confines. Well, this was a bad idea on Perry’s end as the grown man looked down at him with wide eyes that matched the dark sky. The magenta-accented lights only made them shimmer like he held the stars in them, but to the other, he held the galaxy.- What kind of emotion, is it hatred, or pure sweetness when I hear your name?

“Er… Perry the Platypus, are you ok? You look like you’ve either seen a ghost or considering punching me in the.. I haven’t even done anything! You’re the one holding me down here! A-Anyways, thanks for the help I’ll go ahead and get back up nn..-ooow!! Will you stop doing that!? I am not just some doll you can drag arounnn… what are you doing?”

Before Heinz made a move to start standing he was pulled back down by his nemesis who stared up at him with a narrow glare, but something seemed different. Perry didn’t move, his eyes were locked onto his, but he seemed lost in thought. Was there something on his face? Maybe the hat left an awkward indentation across his face, his cheeks were definitely becoming warm from the blood circulating back up, that was all it was, surely! Raising a hand, Heinz went to rub the irritation from his face, but his palm was caught by a small paw.

Perry could do this, they’ve danced together numerous times! This couldn’t be any different than every other time hes led them through it. The steps on how to dance with his nemesis came to his mind as he reached his right paw around Heinz’s waist. However, despite the closed distance when the platypus took the first step back, the hunched man didn’t follow along. His knees barely had room to move forward comfortably, not to mention it seemed the other wasn’t sure what was going on.This wasn’t going to work, this was a stupid idea to begin with! It was like the song was taunting him at this point.- But my best enemy is you.. Flee from me, the worst is you and I.

A small irritated growl escaped from the agent as his shoulders dropped, but he didn’t let go of the scientist in his small hold. He took one more glance up and down his face before sighing and pulled Heinz up from his knees.

“Wh- You pulled me down to the ground just so you could help me back up!? You know Perry the Platypus, sometimes you’re a real mystery to even me..”

Perry could feel his eye twitch at his nemesis’s obliviousness, it truly was a blessing and a curse for the platypus. Quickly though he turned around while pulling his fedora down, the once mild warmth that started under his fur was making its way down his bill. Was it from frustration or the embarrassment? Honestly, Perry wasn’t entirely sure himself. But the last lyrics of the song only hammered in how truly felt.- I hate you, I love you, I hate you, I love you..

Well thank you guys for reading this far! If you’ve seen the next part of their comic then you’ll know where this is gonna lead, but I just gotta work out the kinks and knots and stuff lmaooo!!!

I’ve been really wanting to find an excuse to write these two dancing and this is the closest imma get until I get to the ball scene in my Cinderella au, so this shall suffice!

Like always thank you guys for even reading this far and much love to all of you!!! Hope you guys enjoyed and uh… yeah.. 🤎💙💕

[teacakeezz]

Wet cats first meeting wip

[cherrygummybears]

waking up and checking the scarnash tag this morning

[emily-mooon]

So honey take me by the hand, and we can sign some papers

Forget the invitations, floral arrangements, and breadmakers!

[leonardalphachurch]

there are a lot of stories i want to write but they take a lot of effort and so they’re really hard and then others stories that would take less effort but i also want to write them way less and so they’re also really hard and all that to say i am considering if i should make some of those latter stories into visual novel…

[meowdei]

Honestly I’m usually impressed more with the way a reader is characterized than the character themselves

[tightjeansjavi]

no one talks enough about how much fun it is to write a well-thought murder plot that is solely based on strategy and personal gain 😩

Like don’t get me wrong, I love a good murder for revenge plot or murder out of cold blood/rage, but goddamn, murder plot for personal gain?? GAGGED.

(To the FBI agent in my phone pls don’t look up my search history it’s for fic research 🤫)