#blind leo has my whole heart

[koolaidashley]

More 04 posting me and my crew small but we crazy

[justsome-di]

Now a Pulitzer Prize winning book (don’t fact check this, just trust me) and featured on Obama’s 2023 Summer Reading List!

You should be reading Nobody Ends Up Dead in a Bathtub, Everyone Keeps Their Organs! Why? See above.

It’s a good story if I do say so myself. And if you read it, you’re a cool kid. Don’t you want to be a cool kid? This is something called peer pressure, and it usually works.

But for real, if you read Nobody Ends Up Dead then you’re going to go on a good adventure with good characters I guarantee you will love. Not to brag, but it is a pretty good story. There’s funny one-liners, a cute plot, and relatable characters that have been developed for years. Just heed warnings at the beginning of chapters. NEUD deals with some heavy topics such as eating disorders.

NEUD is officially all online for free. But you can still access bonus chapters and short stories on Patreon for only $4.

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You can also check out my carrd if there are any updates to how/where I post, it’ll probably be the most accurate place to find new or updated links.

Transcript under cut:

The Story is Dope

A New York office worker and a sex worker get set up on a date--one thinking it's a real blind date, the other under the impression it's an ordinary appointment. After realizing it was all a shitty prank, they set out for revenge. Their plan: show up to an upcoming Halloween office party as a genuine couple, convincing the pranksters they genuinely fell in love and refusing to let themselves become the butt of the joke.

Our main characters are Alex, an awkward admin assistant for a medical company who hasn't been on a date since he was a teenager, and Damián, a sex worker who seems way out of Alex's league but keeps insisting on spending time with him so they can perfect their revenge scheme.

The novel features a diverse cast and explores sex positivity. I also like to believe that it portrays sex work well. Damián is a hardworking man, doing what he loves, and meeting mostly great people along the way--but he also would benefit greatly if sex work was decriminalized and therefore had better resources at his disposal.

If you're looking for a story with LGBT characters that's mostly light-hearted but still packs a punch every few chapters, this is it! Overall, it's a happy story.

The Characters!

oh boy the characters!

we got Damián who's hardworking and doting on his lil bro but oh wow does he have some angst

we got Alex who is nothing more than a burning ball of anxiety trying his best--all too relatable

Leo, Damián's bro, is an ally, and he will make sure everyone knows. Also has angst.

Eve, Alex's lil sister, is an edgy teen who's failing calc and runs a queer book club

together, they're a weird lil dysfunctional family

I'll be honest. There's a lot of love in this story. From me and among the characters. The characters love each other, and I think the readers love them, too.

It touches on a lot of loneliness--inspired by how I've felt since Covid started--and a lot of the conflicting emotions that come with being gay. What happy endings do we deserve? What about happy middles?

It's a touching book about learning to be a better person and finding people who love you--platonically and romantically.

Here are some of my fave parts:

And then there was a streak of gray hair that shocked Alex. A streak of gray hair off to the side, nestled close to a salt and pepper beard. Textured hands held cocktails. Little, subtle lines creased when mouths laughed. Alex held his breath. On the packed floor, they were the only people Alex could see. They were laughing and holding each other and enjoying themselves, firmly in the place they knew they belonged. Flashes of teeth pressed against each other, disappearing for long seconds at a time.

--

“Sorry,” Alex said. “Your arm got heavy on top of me.” “You’re a little mouse of a man. I didn’t mean to crush you.” “I’m what?”

--

“A dog!” Damián cooed as he sat across from the lesbians. “His name is Yam,” Martin said.

“His name is Yam,” Damián cried. Kris and Clara released Yam and gently nudged him to Damián. Ecstatic, Damián picked him up and set him on his lap. “His name is Yam,” he repeated to Alex. “I heard.”

--

But he couldn’t deny that he was having a good time. It was like intense yoga with the perk of having a cock shoved up his ass. He was going to feel limber as fuck after.

--

“Can I do anything?” Alex asked. “To help cheer you up?”

“You don’t have to worry about me.”

“I’d like to. If you let me.”

--

“Wow this sounds great where can I read it?”

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[sunshineandspencer]

Change in behaviour (Iridescent, Part 6)

Let me stress, this is not Maeve from the show, but my own Maeve just named the same to send Spencer into hell whenever he thinks about it.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!BAU!OC.

Summary: Once Penelope took notice of Spencer’s changed behaviours towards Maeve, she dragged him off for answers that she was going to get.

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: swearing, spencer is oblivious to his feelings™

Parts: Pt1, Pt2, Pt3, Pt4, Pt5, Pt7

Over the next couple of weeks, through the last couple days working, the month at the college, and then back to work, something had changed with Spencer Reid. A blind man would be able to see just how different he’s being around her

Ava - which is his new name for her now, that she adores - would’ve joked about how she only nearly had to die for him to get the stick out his ass, but the last time she said that, he told her off. It wasn't fun.

She doesn’t want to say that his behaviour is coming off as protective, because he’s sort of all over the place.

The first time she noticed it was when he inserted himself into conversations with LEOs, the ones that were either being a touch too friendly or blatantly flirting with her. Breaking through their persistence and getting them to fuck off. But would then turn around and call her stupid for not just walking away and needing someone else to take care of her.

Only to lead her back to the conference rooms with a hand on her lower back.

For the month they spent at the college, while her bruises were still healing and several people kept giving them concerned looks, he was the one to get their coffees. Memorising her order and actually paying, plus keeping soft conversation with her the whole time. However, he still calls her ‘assistant’ in the lectures and treats her as such.

She firmly believes he can’t make his mind up about her, which makes everything so much more confusing.

Spencer, on the other hand, is losing his damn mind.

To him, Ava seems completely unaware when men were genuinely unaware of men trying to flirt with her. She can acknowledge blatant flirting, from guys looking for a hookup, but people actually interested in her were overlooked despite their flirting. Causing him to step in far too often to tell people to back off when they started getting frustrated at her lack of acknowledgement. 

What little grasp she has on her own wellbeing drives him crazy. Sure, profiling would tell him that it’s from a lack of male attention in her teen years that wasn’t teasing or fake, irrationality tells him that she’s doing it on purpose just to piss him off.

In getting their coffees, he noticed just how much caffeine she’s been drinking, hell, it’s more than him, and swapped her order without her realising. It made her less twitchy, she didn’t crash halfway through the day, and it let him use that as an excuse for why he’s suddenly able to get on with her.

Absolutely no other reason.

Their coffee dates - which he still refuses to call them - extending to every morning and not just when they’re at the college means nothing.

The fact that he still goes to her apartment each morning for a lift, despite his coffee machine and car both being back in working order, means nothing.

Most importantly, the way that his heart jumped when she wore a sundress or called him ‘Spence’ for the first time had to mean nothing.

He couldn’t allow his mind to trick his body into reacting like that. Logic tells him that the only reason he’s displaying signs of falling for Ava is because of her name. It’s the reason that he hated her, for reminding him of his dead girlfriend. Surely it could be the reason he’s getting pseudo symptoms of a crush.

He’s looking for the Maeve he knew in the one that he’s got. That’s all it is. Crossed wires. There isn’t a reality he could face where it’s anything more than that.

Which is were Penelope Garcia comes in.

Of all the people in the BAU, he’s been closest with her the longest - not able to think of a time where they weren’t the bestest of friends. If he believed in soulmates, and platonic soulmates, it would be her. And she sees straight through him.

Dragging him to the IT cave for an interrogation but made sure he’s comfortable first. Placing him in a chair and shoving a plush elephant into his hands, sitting down to glare at him.

“Right. What’s going on?”

“Nothing--”

“If you try to tell me you’ve not got the hots for our Osmond, I’ll put you on a coffee strike.”

His jaw clenched and she knew that she’d gotten it right - courtesy of spending the majority of her working life around profilers. Squealing softly and wheeling closer to pat his knees excitedly.

“My Spencie has a cru~ush!”

Scowling at her, he gently brushed her hands off his knees and slumped in the chair. Tugging the elephant plush tight against his stomach and looking off absently into the monitors behind her. Honestly wishing he wasn’t having this conversation.

“It’s not like that Penelope.”

Making a face at him, she wheeled back into his lines of sight and frowned at him.

“What is it like then? Because you’ve been fawning over our Maeve for weeks now.”

“That’s just it!” He sits up, gesturing wildly with one hand while the other holds the plush close, getting frustrated. “It’s her name!”

“Her.. are you seriously telling me that you only like her because she’s also called Maeve”

Groaning, he dragged a hand down his face, really not wanting to be having this conversation. Not when he’s made this neat little box of all his excuses- reason, for why he doesn’t like her. Having Penelope poking around isn’t going to do any good for his little box.

“No. I don’t like her because of her name. It’s just a mistake, a bunch of fucked up chemical impulses. The only reason my brain thinks it likes her is because she’s also called Maeve. It’s associating that love I had for her with Ava, that’s all.”

It’s quiet, but he can’t bring himself to look at her. For a split, idiotic, second, he assumed his reasoning got through to her. 

Forgetting this is Garcia he;s talking to.

“Oh sweetie. What goes on in your clever head that made you think that?”

He finally looks at her, and she can see him pleading. Nonverbally asking her not to poke holes in his only defence against falling for Ava. So she sighs softly, knowing he needs to get to the conclusion she has, but it has to be his realisation.

“Alright. Let’s do a hypothetical, pretend there was never a Maeve Donovan. Tell me what you like about Maeve Donnelly.”

“I can’t just--”

“Hush! Tell me what you like.”

Penelope had whipped her hand out to press her finger to his lips, and when she pulled it away she clearly expected an answer. Cutting through his frustration at having to hypothetically pretend he’d never known that Maeve.

Besides, he knew he'd never be allowed to leave if he didn’t play along.

“Well.. she treats her car like her baby, even if she does drive like a lunatic. It’s cute, I guess, how she fusses over every turn I make and whenever I adjust something in her car. The only thing she wouldn’t let me touch was the radio, but she listens to classical music on the way back from work so I don’t mind. Then, even when she does play her own music on the way to college or work, it’s actually pretty good. There’s this one band she really likes - loves, really - called Set It Off, and she saw them in London last year, but she keeps the tickets attached to her fridge. Uhm.. she lets me ramble, you know. Never tells me to shut up, or tries to come up with some useless excuse to get away from me. And I tested her once, talked about the explosion of Vesuvius for an hour and a half, and at the end of it she actually had more questions for me, good questions. God, and she asks the best questions in my lectures, even when she knows the answers, letting me repeat or cover my favourite part of the lecture - because she knows it’s my favourite part. My tie, my favourite tie, I spilled coffee on it a couple weeks back and couldn’t get the stain off, somehow she managed to find and buy me the exact same tie a week later. I still don’t know how she managed that. Back when I was still being a dick, she still let me use her car to drive to the college, and she bought me coffees and let me sulk in quiet - hell, she completed the essays I set because she enjoyed it. Sometimes I have to check her report before they’re sent off, and she leaves little smiley faces for Emily as a ‘break in the nastiness’. She memorised my coffee order before I even met her, she didn’t go for a handshake, and she cleaned my desk for me when I first arrived. I called her angel once - twice - and now whenever she hears the word angel, she looks at me. And the only reason I know that is because.. I’m usually already looking at her.”

Finally taking a breath, he hadn’t expected it to be so hard, his lungs hitting against his ribs and almost threatening to tear through. Now that he’s said all that out loud, which isn’t even half of the reasons, he’s come to a sickening conclusion about his own feelings.

Hell, the only reason he’d stopped talking is because he’d run out of breath, it worried him, how much more he could say about her.

Penelope, blinking slowly, had clearly not expected the entire spiel he just came out with. Sure, she had guessed that he had a lot to feel about Ava, but not that much. Eventually shaking herself out of it to wheel closer again, laying her hand on his forearm to drag him out of his own head.

“And do any of those reasons have to do with the other Maeve?”

“No..”

The word felt heavy in his mouth, like his body was protesting this influx of awareness.

Honestly, he hadn’t felt like this since Maeve. Fuck.. he’s not even sure he felt this about Maeve. In his head, he’s always considered her as his first love, but to be honest.. He’s not sure anymore.

Maybe it was just the guilt, of finally having something resembling a relationship with someone who liked him, only to lose them and their last words being their professed love. But over the years, when he thought about Maeve, it wasn’t grieving a loved ripped away from him, it was just losing someone he had started to care about.

He hadn’t loved her, but he didn’t know that. Not until he realised that whenever he thought of a Maeve, he thought about Ava. And whenever he thought about how much he loved Maeve, he thought about Ava.

So maybe his first love is Maeve.. just not the one he expected it to be.

Penelope, after a few words of support, knowing he needed to deal with this alone, let him go while still holding onto the plush. The little supportive elephant was tugged close to his stomach as he blindly walked back to the bullpen.

Ava was there, of course she was, and she’d already packed her bag up. Biting softly at her bottom lip as she packed away his bag, which she did whenever he took too long.

Then she was looking up, and his throat was lodged firmly in his throat as she smiled at him, not sure how he managed to walk over to her. Even though he heard the words that she was saying, not a lot of it got through the haze he was currently in.

“Hey Spence, you took too long and I sorted out your bag again. That.. is such a cute plushie, did you get it from Penelope? She never lets me have one.”

She pouted softly, looking down at the plush held tight between his fingers, before focusing back on his bag. Doing it up as he looked between her and the little pink elephant he was crushing against his stomach.

How the hell did he convince himself that he hated this woman?

Sniffing, he thrust the elephant into her hands and picked up his bag, hooking it over his shoulder and starting to walk out. Pulling out her car keys from his pocket.

“You can have it. Let’s go, I want to grab coffee on the way home.”

Forcing himself not to focus on her happy little laugh, or the way she had called him Spence again, as if it didn’t cause his heart to finally dislodge from his throat and plummet into his stomach.

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[tothefiniteyou]

Something that's been in my head a while concerning the brothers and their "roles", so to speak. This is meant to be about the original Mirage comics, but applies to 2003 and IDW as well. Potentially 2012, maybe more. I don't remember the exact issues, but this WILL contain spoilers for IDW and the original comics.

Raph is the one that takes on the responsibilities no one else does/wants to. He very often has to play the part of the bad guy because his convictions are more rebellious in comparison to what Splinter teaches them, core beliefs and rules that Leo in particular takes to heart. Raph keeps his family in line through his anger, for better and worse, being the one of tough love. In volume 1 of Mirage when they retreated from New York after Leo was almost killed, he calls his brother a coward for not "finishing the job" and goes off to face the Shredder alone. He almost got killed because of his impulsiveness, yes, but Leo's always been about saving his family. So really, he had the courage to face Shredder again because it was for someone else's sake. Their whole fight was kind of gruesome and full of harsh words, but at the end of it all, Leo thanks Raph for it. It's very interesting to me. It shows that Leo, even if he was originally mad, understands that his brother was only doing it because he was scared of his family being hurt again. He sees that it was for his own good, so he expresses gratitude.

Alongside that, I've said before that it's not that Raph wants to be the leader because of the title itself, but rather that he wants freedom, and for others to listen to him. He resents Leo for holding him back, not fully understanding his brother's reasoning. He focuses more on action and less on the consequences of said actions and choices.

In essence, Raph is often the one that has to do the dirty work. His parentification in Rise is even similar to this, having to parent his brothers and be the one to tell them "no", even when it isn't his responsibility. But if no one else is going to do it, then he has to be the bad guy, even if his brothers resent him for it. At his core, he always has his family in mind, even if the execution is flawed.

Raph being thought of as the shield has always felt right to me, as shields can still be used to hurt.

On to Leo - Leo is a very existential person, and that also makes him the most spiritual. Kind of a yin and yang ordeal, with him seeing how there's a balance to things. (I would also say that he needs to assign a purpose to everything, if only to rationalize bad things. It's sort of why he has a bit of a crisis in several iterations when Splinter isn't there to guide him). He's the most "warrior-like" because of the way he values life and honors things like bushido. He'll kill to protect, but that doesn't make him callous, just "strong" (putting this in quotes for multiple reasons). I think IDW tackled this quite lovely, especially when he goes on to have a greenhouse just full of life.

However, I can't say all of this without mentioning the fact that Splinter's teachings are often flawed. I've said before that a lot of Leo's major "arcs" and "growing up" is about becoming his own person and leader, and that's still very much true. Blind Sight is my favorite story to have come from the original comics, and I think it really puts into perspective how Leo struggles to see himself as anything but a weapon. It's that bad habit of his where he must assign purpose to everything, struggling when proven wrong or having to recontextualize things. There's so much more I want to say about him and his role, but a lot of it would be reiterating my points from this post. I struggle to call Leo the sword of the team considering his words to Mikey about how, if he were to throw his katana off the roof, would that be the same as throwing himself. But in Blind Sight, he does learn that he's more than just some sword for his father to wield, and that a sword not only hurts, but protects.

People infantilize Mikey wayyyy too much in this fandom for just being the youngest, which makes me have to pick and choose my words very carefully for fear of the wrong impression. He's definitely the goofball that tends to not take things as seriously, but I think something that The Last Ronin meant to emphasize is that his "raw talent" is from a place of love. It's not that he's not the best of them all just because he lacks focus, it's that he's never seen a reason for him to have to be a warrior like that. Surrounded by his brothers, he doesn't have to try so hard. He'll watch their backs and they'll watch his. He's got the same warrior's spirit as the others, it's just that he rejects some of those teachings in his own way? Raph is often seen as the contrast to Leo, and that's typically true, but I think Mikey can be as well... In a way, Mikey has the most ties to humanity, and that's why I think he's similar to Leo in some ways. Not to say the brothers don't have humanity, but... It's so hard to word what I mean, bear with me.

Being a better warrior kind of means losing his fun-loving and go with the flow nature. He would be less like Mikey. Not to say that being good at fighting exactly equates to being deadly, but that's always a possibility, you know? IDW Mikey is such a good balance and blend of his little shit characterization and his more empathetic side. When he's the first to leave and reject Splinter's ways in IDW, this shows what I mean with him being more strong than Leo's way of being considered strong. He might not be "the best", and he might not tap into his raw talent that several characters mention, but I don't think that's what he necessarily wants. Splinter's idea of strong isn't necessarily the best.... Hopefully this section makes sense and my point gets across that Mikey is both the heart and armor of the team.

And as for Donnie... Oh boy! He has to use a gun in the original comics and actually be the one to kill (since only Raph and Leo really did that from what I can remember), and it shakes him up SO BADLY... And volume 1 just ends with him not choosing to go back to the sewers with his brothers, but to stay on the farm with Splinter for a bit. This is quite a finishing scene after ending a whole war within the city...

Donnie doesn't love his brothers any less, it just goes to show that he's never wanted to be the one to have to kill, and maybe wasn't prepared for it. While Mikey is definitely a pacifist, you can argue that Donnie is more of one. Him wielding the bo even supports this idea, as it can still be deadly, but not as lethal as his brothers' weapons. He's a very soft-hearted person that prefers to invent and give life to machines.

I hate when people think he's any less skilled in fighting than his brothers, because that's wrong! He just doesn't like violence and, dare I say it, I don't think he ever wanted to be a warrior in the same way. His intellect is a mightier and more useful weapon to him, because he can use it to keep others safe and make machines that can do all sorts of things. He'll fight to protect, same as the others, but disarming is more of his goal in the end. This makes Donnie, at least to me, both the brains and armor for the group. He's more than that, but... something something, things falling apart when Donnie is missing in SAINW.

At the end of it all, something you have to remember about all of them is that, even when they grow older, they started out as nothing more than child soldiers cultivated for the sake of revenge. Killing was always in the books, but they all have a different role on the team, and killing wasn't meant to be Donnie's. He helps with plan-making and would probably rather be support than a tank, if that makes sense.

They're heroes but but but. They're just kids, too...........Gripping my head

[iwannascreameurekaa]

I don't understand how any of the seven get so much hate. They all have amazing characteristics, designs, personalities, backgrounds, etc. 

so I'm gonna explain why they're all amazing

Yay

Percy

Percy is the main character to the first five books so he has the most information shown about him than the seven since we read from his point of view in pjo and the Olympians. His whole thing of loyalty is incredible and the things he risked to save people he barely knew made him an amazing protagonist. 

Annabeth

Hello??? I know she's smart but that's not her only characteristic. She's blinded by her own powers and doesn't know how to handle things thrown at her when she can only rely on her emotions which is amazing cause ME TOO GIRLY she's a badass who also went through so much during HOO 

Leo

Built a whole ass ship, was manipulated and controlled into KILLING HIS OWN MOTHER OMGS MY HEART, was always singled out and felt like he didn't belong, SACRIFICED HIMSELF FOR HIS FRIENDS, and so much more!!!

Jason

This is where ima start defending for my life bc people who say Jason is boring don't understand his story. He was taken from his home, raised by wolves until he was around 2/3, raised the rest of his life until his was 16 in a camp where he was trained to be an actual child soldier, kidnapped and had his memory erased, watched his best friend DIE, and died for his other best friend !!! WHAT MORE DO YOU PEOPLE WANT????? OFC HES GOING TO BE BORING HE DIDNT KNOW WHO HE WAS OR WHAT HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE

Piper

I will hold you by the shoulders and stare directly into your soul until you give me a good reason to hate Piper bc she did nothing wrong. She just wanted her father's love and she never got it so what happened? She was sent or a wilderness camp where she was also manipulated into believing a random boy was her bf which entirely messed her up and it took her MONTHS ALMOST A YEAR to realize that she didn't have the feelings she was lead to believe. THEN SHE SAW HER EX HER BSF DIE IN FRONT OF HER????? I WOULD BE RUINED AFTER THAT OMGS 

Hazel

Excuse me, didn't she DIE in the 1940s to prevent the world from ending, came back, only to have to save the world AGAIN??? Not to mention that fact that she was bullied and harassed all her life before and after her death. Before her death she was always treated like the devil bc of her curse, even by her own mother. Her mom even neglected Hazel which is something NO ONE SEEMS TO TALK ABOUT. Then she has an unknown brother save her from the underworld and have to completely rebuild her life from scratch. At new rome she still wasn't treated right and was left out and made out to be a weird girl just like her old life. Tbh if that was me I wouldn't be shaking crying every time I saw someone. Also she learned how to control the mist which is pretty fricking cool okay I love her 

Frank

Let's just point out the obvious first. The reason Frank is not one of the most loved characters is because he is/was chubby. I'll say it, that is the reason. If he was skinny/fit more people would love him. That's probably why Rick did the transformation thingy thing where Frank got all buff. Which sucks because Frank is incredible and having one of the only character that's not skinny or muscly or as conventionally attractive have to change to those things just to be slightly more popular is STUPID!!!! I'm not hating on Rick I'm honestly hating on the fans who didn't love Frank because of the fact that he was chubby, whether they knew that was the reason they didn't like him as much as the other seven or not. His story is incredible. His mom going to war and her dying made my heart break while reading. his entire life force being attached to a piece of wood, so easy to be burned to nothingness, is SO GOOD. His awkwardness is so refreshing to see when characters are often portrayed as nonchalant and cool when in reality we're all losers 😭 

Really, there's no real reasons to hate any of the seven. You can have favorites, I have my favorites of course, but putting the other seven down doesn't do anything. You're just an asshole. 

[originalwombatfart]

Echo Visual Novel Playlist!

Hey all! Last year I played Echo, and by god has it stuck with me. From the story, art, characters, and generally just how naturally all the queer stuff felt during my time reading. I highly suggest anyone who had not played it yet to check it out, but be warned it is not for the faint of heart!

My and my partner made this playlist over the course of 4 months! It had 4 hours of songs that we tried to fit into vibes, characters, and themes. Here is my breakdown of what each song fits to. A in depth breakdown would be it's own video essay so the breakdown is imperfect, but I think this cover most of them well enough. Of course some songs are put into multiple categories and it's easy to understand why.

-Chase: Bottom of the River, Christmas Kids, Spanish Sahara, I Scared All My Friends Away, Underwater, Blood On My Name, Same Drugs, Little Secrets, The view Between Villages, Am I Dreaming,

-Jenna: Piano Fire, Fast Car, My Silver Lining, Re: Re:, Distance, Facebook Drama, Nothing You Can Take From Me, Best Friend

-Leo: Christmas Kids, Ribs, Cha-Ching, 27 Reasons, Got You, Same Drugs, I Love You So, Favorite Poison, Two Birds

-TJ: Christmas Kids, The Good, Lions Roar

-Carl: You are Stronger, Tree House, Close Tonight, Numbers, 2/14, Cold Weather, The Dead Come Talking, Fall Asleep, Tongue Tied, Panic Attack, I haunt ur dreams

-Flynn: Bottom of the River, Turn the Lights off, Wild Side, I Scared All My Friends Away, Allies or Enemies, Blood On My Name, Key Plus Words, Never Love an Anchor, Can't Catch Me Now, A Toast and A Spirit, Dirty Little Secrets, Panic Attack

-Sydney: Underwater, Allies or Enemies, Can't Catch Me Now, Unconditional Love, The Dead Come Talking, Father, I haunt ur dreams

-Brian: Lovely Bastards

-Tetanus Alley Gang: Cause for Concern, Remember Me

-The Group as a whole: No Instructions, I'd rather go blind, Nothing's New, Photos from When We Were Young, One Day, Running Away, Everyone's a VIP to Someone, Normal People Things, Escapism, Theseus (Good Endings), Hey Lover, Nevermind Everything is Okay, Circles,

-Town of Echo: Everything Stays, Bullet With Butterfly Wings, Hanging Tree, No Glory in the West, Muddy Waters, Breakers Roar, Never Be Alone

-Vibes: You're Not Here, Theme of Laura, Space Song, Beyond Desolation (Bad Endings), dream (they do be dreaming), Serenity

Overall Very proud of the work we put in! A few songs didn't make the cut, but I am satisfied with the list we have. Four hours is a lot! Let me know if you wan individual explanations on why we put a song on the list.

Edits: (update list and added songs to certain categories)

[tokusaatsus]

t. leo — play it on repeat

warnings: insecurity

Leo can never stop thinking about you, and he thinks it might be becoming a problem.

There’s a constant melody playing in his head on loop, but he’s not complaining! This is good inspiration, something that will stick with him for a while. He can visualise the notes in his head, and hurriedly gropes around in his backpack for the sheaf of papers he knows is in there, somewhere.

They’re a little crumpled when he unfurls them, but he doesn’t complain. After all, any paper is good paper!

He begins scribbling, attempting to get this down pat before the tentative symphony his genius brain is forming is replaced with another one. This happens a lot—him losing the melody before he’s even finished crafting it, the cogs in his brain constantly turning, turning, turning.

He’s like a machine! Albeit a very clunky one, because his brain doesn’t really work the way it’s supposed to… No matter! Leo can already tell the song that he’s writing will be a good one. He can’t wait to show it to everyone…!

As he hums under his breath, he imagines your features following the path of the music. The dips and curves, tracing the slope of your nose and cheekbones with his fingertips the way he is wont to do, affectionately. The crescendo patterns itself after the swish of your hair and as the music hits its peak, he thinks of the way your fingers, fine-boned and delicate like a bird’s wing or a cat’s paw, move idly as you speak.

Perfect, perfect, perfect, this music is perfect—borne from his ever-thinking mind, riddled with thoughts of you, you, you.

The lyrics, too, start to form. Bird’s winged love, my heart yearns. Leo bites his lip. Objectively, he knows it’s good. Everything he writes is. He just wonders… Because it has to be perfect, obviously. If it’s not perfect, it’s not worth it.

And you are perfect, so you’re most definitely worth it. He has to make this worth something, to you. He wants to see that look in your eyes, the one you get when you spot something you adore. He wants to be the one to put that spark there. He wants, he wants, he wants so badly it hurts.

When he presents this gift to you, he needs to know that you will keep it in a special plce in your heart. It’s a selfish thought, Leo can’t claim your whole heart. But he’ll be satisfied with just a piece. Enough to secure his place there.

If you were here, you’d joke and tell him, my whole heart is yours, silly. You’re not here right now. But you will be. Soon, soon, soon. It will be morning and you will show up at his door with a bouquet of flowers, blinding as the sun, and you will offer him your hand.

He remembers. You smiled at him, once. He thinks of the curve of your lips, secretive and oh so lovely. You smile at him, and he falls in love all over again. Pretty, pretty, pretty, a smile like the moon. My dear, I love you so. You laugh, laugh, laugh and Leo loves, loves, loves.

© tokusaatsus 2023

wc. 533 words

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[valiantlandpanda]

Leo Valdez x OC (Hela, daughter of Thatanos)

Angst & fluff

Leo always had low self esteem and never talked much about his feelings. Unable to stand the feeling of jealousy, he finally burst.

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It took Leo almost the whole semester just to get close to Hela, so imagine just how ecstatic he was when she finally agreed to date. It began with a simple pinky intertwining till finally, their first kiss.

It was on the roof, one of the many late nights they decided to stay up together to look at the stars, Hela was the one who initiated. It was a simple peck in the nose, but boy did that do the trick. Leo's face was tomato red the rest of the night, Hela's laugh at his reaction was forever imprinted in his head.

But ever since the bus trip, Hela and Jason Grace have been acting closer than before. Leo tried to ignore it, not wanting to come off as being a possessive boyfriend. But frankly, ever since the quest started, it had only gotten worst. They began exchanging nicknames, which was a jab in Leo's heart as it took practically months of him begging before he got a nickname from Hela.

He knew it was irrational and lame of him to be jealous, but how could he not when his competition literally looks like a roman statue hand-carved by Da Vinci himself. Leo on the other hand, he felt like a scrawny little monkey who clowns around in comparison to Jason.

So when Hela leaned backwards towards Jason to take a nap instead of leaning forward to Leo. He snapped, he could feel his heart in the verge of breaking. Was this it? Has she really replaced Leo already?

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"OH, COME ON Hela. I'm not blind, okay!" Leo raised his voice in frustration. "You were very defensive of him the moment he woke up that morning! You stopped calling me with nicknames, and don't you dare think I didn't saw how you both holding hands and hugging either! And now, you even refer each other with nicknames? You don't even like to be called with nicknames!" His voice got a pitch or two higher, his eyes getting glassy with tears. 

Hela reached forward to hug Leo but he slapped her hand away, afraid it she hold him, he'd immediately melt onto her and pretend that nothing was troubling him. But Leo can't take it anymore, the fear of being abandoned was too great that maybe him initiating it would at least make the pain hurt less.

"I know you like him, okay... A-at least just break up with me if you're going to treat him more like your boyfriend than you do with me. I can handle a b-break up- I'm f-f-fine if you break up with me. Just don't go c-cheating on me right when we're still-" He choked up, clearly trying his best not to break down into tears.

Hela stood there, looking around to make sure Jason and Piper hadn't woke up from their quarrel. "I-if you don't want to be the o-o-one who end it, I c-can, just say the w-word and I'll, I'll stop being-"

Unable to stand it anymore, Hela immediately grabbed on to his wrist, "L-let go of me!" Leo tried escaping her grip but failed miserably, she wasn't bothered by it and continue to pull them into a corner.

Using her powers, she made a barrier, allowing them to have the privacy they needed. Hela sat down and make herself comfortable then pull him into her embrace, making him sit of her lap. "Don't bother trying to push me away" She said when Leo tried to escape, he immediately hid his face in the crook of her neck instead. She stroke his hair and whisper soothing words, allowing him cry. 

After a few minutes, Leo's cries reduce to sniffles. Letting out a sigh, Hela positioned both of them so they can see each other face to face. She smiles a little, "I'm sorry, love. It was never my intention to make you feel that way... You're my boyfriend, okay? I'm all yours, not Jason's. And I am sorry if I made you feel any less than that." Hela said while wiping the tears left in his face. 

"I do not have any romantic interest towards Jason. He doesn't remember anything about his life. I am one of the only one who actually know him, that's why he is close to me. That nickname he and I use is just a way to reassure him about his life and hey, you're the only one who called me Hela, no?" Leo nodded in respond.  

"You and my mother are the only ones who ever call me with that name. I let my old friends call my Ash, you know, since I turn things to ash," Hela start bouncing her leg up and down.

"Point is there is only one guy I would ever wanna date and love, a guy who is a genius, funny, handsome, someone who can brighten my day just with a smile. And he is right here in front of my eyes." Hela rest their forehead together. "His name is Leo, not Jason. kay?"

"I'm sorry..." Leo blushed and hid his face in embarrassment. "Aww, don't be soot. I'm glad you told me what's bothering you. I'll try my best to pay more attention to you, but I also need you to be understanding right now, okay? I promise, after this quest, I'll give you all the attention you want." Hela hold his face and gave him a peck in the nose.

"But of course, a five minute break from life won't hurt though," Hela starts pampering Leo's face with kisses and continue to cuddle, Hela always like hugging Leo, his body was like a hot pack, very comfortable.

[thdorkmagnet]

Follow My Voice (Turtle Tots: Before the Rise)

@flufftober 2024 Day 2- “Left. Other Left!” 

Fandom: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Chapter Summary: Raph learns he has a poor sense of direction during a new game. 

The blindfold was slipped over Raph’s eyes, plunging his world instantly into darkness. He could feel Donnie’s expert hands tying it tightly behind his head, Raph's hands tapped impatiently in his lap as he waited, trying not to get too agitated and accidentally bowl Donnie over with his oversized tail. 

“Are you done yet?” That was Leo, who had no chill whatsoever.

“Just… about,” Donnie replied, clearly deep in concentration. Finally, Raph felt the knot tighten into place. “There. How does that feel, Raphael? Too tight?” 

“Nah, it's good,” Raph replied honestly. He was used to wearing a mask by now (all of them were) so other than a few pinches when Donnie tested the knot it was no different from the norm. Well except for the whole not seeing thing, that is. 

“And you can't see through the blindfold, correct?” 

“We should test it! How many fingers am I holding up?" Leo asked in a suspicious tone. 

Raph opened his eyes to check but could only see the inside of the cloth, light barely bleeding through the thick fabric. “Not a clue,” Raph replied with a shrug. 

“Can you see this?” Leo asked next and Raph could tell something was waving in front of his face.  

“Nope.” 

“What about-”

“Can we get on with this, Nardo?” Donnie grumbled in obvious frustration. 

“Yeah, yeah.” Raph nearly chuckled again when he heard Donnie growl over the flippant reply. “Just no cheating, okay?” 

That was rich coming from the kid who'd hidden Raph's controller just last week during their video game tournament, but decided not to mention that in favor of keeping the peace. “I won't,” Raph replied, crossing a finger over his heart in promise. 

Leo sounded satisfied with that answer and he and Donnie offered Raph a hand up. Once on his feet it became apparent just how much Raph relied on sight, suddenly unsure of his steps, arms outstretched as he tried to feel his way around. 

He got no more three steps in before a twin tucked themselves under each arm and wedged firmly against him, Leo saying brightly, “Whoa, big guy, the obstacle course is the other way.”

“Oh, yeah, Raph knew that,” he replied, hoping to save face a little. Still, he didn't argue when Leo and Donnie turned him around and led him the opposite way. He was just grateful to have little brothers to guide him since there was no way he was getting there on his own. 

After a couple minutes of blind walking, Leo suddenly shouted, “Hey, Mikey! Is it finished?!”

“Yep, alllll done!” Even from a distance Raph could hear his baby brother's enthusiasm and couldn't help but smile. 

A few steps later, Leo added, “Whoa, it looks awesome, Mike!” 

“Yes quite well done, Angelo,” Donnie agreed in his sweetest voice reserved for Mikey only. “It will certainly prove challenging.” 

“Yeah! You guys are never gonna make it across!” Mikey declared proudly. 

Raph couldn't actually see Mikey's homemade obstacle course, but he had a pretty good idea that they were right. Especially since Raph had watched Mikey’s comings and goings from the lair all morning, carrying away as many trip hazards as his arms could carry. Toys, furniture, various knick-knacks (breakable or otherwise), basically anything not bolted to the floor had been dragged away and added to Mikey’s growing hoard. 

So yeah, it was probably a pretty intimidating course for someone completely blind. Leave it to Raph's little brother to go all out. 

Still he wasn't going to let his younger brothers think he was afraid, so he grinned and said in his most confident tone, “We'll see about that!”

“Yeah, that's the spirit, Raph!” Leo shouted, before untucking himself from Raph's side, rapid footfalls moving just a few steps away from him. There was a grunt and a few rattling bumps, so the slider must have climbed on top of something. 

Raph heard Leo loudly clear his throat before saying in his bright, ‘TV announcer’ voice, “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome all to the NYC sewer’s very firrrrrst..” He rolled the ‘r’ as if it was a drumroll. “Blindfolded Obstacle Course!” 

Raph could imagine Leo’s brandish behind him, the practiced smile as if he were performing before a crowd of millions instead of an empty sewer tunnel. It made Raph chuckle. Because no doubt his little attention hog would absolutely thrive in that environment. It was like he was made to stand on a stage under thunderous applause. 

Raph clapped to appease Leo and he heard two other sets of hands join in. “Thank you, thank you! You're all a lovely audience! Now let's direct that applause to our one and only, Michaelgelo! Who made this amazing course behind me!”

At that Raph clapped even harder and he could tell Donnie did too. He even added in a little “Woo” just for the heck of it. 

“Okay, okay, don't spoil the kid,” Leo was quick to interrupt with a huff, obviously jealous that Mikey had gotten the bigger reaction. 

Yep, little attention hog. 

“Anyways,” he continued with more than a little spite. As if he had been oh so rudely interrupted. “Braving this deadly course- which I am naming ‘Trip-magedden!’ no take backs- is our fearless contestant…” A pause for dramatic effect. “Raphael no-last-name!”

Raph flexes and hears a small scattering of applause and a little “Yay Raph” from Mikey. 

“And guiding him through this maze is your super cool and awesome host, me.” Raph could feel the ego on his kid brother. 

“A-hem.” 

“And Donnie, I guess.” That was followed by a shriek from Leo as his twin retaliated in some way. But the slider was quick to recover, saying only a moment after, “So Raph, think you're up to the challenge!” 

Raph pounds a fist against his shell and boldly exclaims, “Bring it on!” But after a short, awkward few seconds asks, “Uhhh, where's the course?”

There's a sigh from somewhere. “Just walk forward,” Donnie says dryly. 

So Raph did, awkwardly shuffle-walking until Donnie told him to stop. “Ok, now bring it on! Where am I steppin’, guys?”

Donnie is the first to answer. “Alright Raphael, there are toy cars at 12 and 2 of your current location so you must proceed by stepping at 11 o'clock and then 3 o'clock, okay”

“Uhhhhhh…” Not really. How did time fit into this? Did Raph really have to wait till that long before he could take a step? Raph's head hurt as he desperately tried to logic out a reason that just didn’t seem to be there. 

Finally, after a painfully long moment of contemplation, it was Leo who spoke up on his big brother’s behalf. “Dee, you know Raph doesn't understand your nerd words!”

“Offended gasp!” Donnie shot back and he sure sounded insulted. “They aren't ‘nerd words’!” Raph could almost hear the air quotes. “ It’s a very common way of telling direction using the face of a clock! And since Raph is blind right now this is the easiest way of relaying instructions without confusing him-”

“Dude, I'm looking at the thing and I'm confused!” 

Donnie let out a loud scoff of anger and Raph decided now was the time to interrupt before the twin’s argument turned into a full-on fight. “Sooo where am I stepping?”

He heard Donnie start to answer, only for something to slap over his mouth and muffle his voice, Leo giving a way more simplified, “Forward and to your left.” 

So Raph obeyed, taking a big step and-

His foot landed on a toy car which rolled with the motion and sent Raph sprawling on his back, yelping on the way down. 

“Minus five points,” Mikey chirped in a sing-song. Raph just groaned and rose sorely to his feet. 

“Other left,” Leo corrected lamely. 

“Raphael! You do know the difference between left and right don't you?!” Donnie snapped, sounding frustrated. Accusing. 

Raph felt himself start to sweat. “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

There was a sharp sigh. “Oh this isn't going to go well,” he heard Donnie mutter.

…

It didn't go well. 

Raph somehow managed to lose more than 600 points in the next few minutes (although Raph was fairly sure Mikey was making the numbers up as he went along). Once he finally cleared the course and slipped the blindfold off, Raph got a good look at the sheer path of destruction left in his wake, cringing at the sight. 

“That… coulda gone better,” Raph muttered, feeling his cheeks heat up in a blush.

Donnie shuffled over to his big brother’s side, leaning his weight against him. “Agreed. Remind me to quiz you on your left’s and right’s later.” 

Raph scratched at his neck, looking sheepish. Yeah, that was fair. 

“My turn! My turn!” Leo exclaimed, snatching the blindfold out of Raph's hands before he could stop him and tying it tightly behind his head. “Just watch, I'm gonna do way better!”

“That's a pretty low bar,” Donnie mumbled and Raph gave him a light smack on the shoulder in revenge which just made him snicker. 

“And, I'm gonna do it completely by memory!” Leo puffed out his chest proudly, the egotistical smirk making Raph roll his eyes and smile. 

“Don't you need a brain to remember things, Nardo?” Donnie teased.

Leo stuck his tongue out at his twin. “Watch and learn, Tello.” 

And as Leo sauntered over to the course with a confident smile, as if the thick blindfold over his eyes wasn't even there, Raph started to believe his little brother really did have the entire course memorized. 

That was until Leo happened to step on an unfortunately placed banana peel and tumbled to the floor the same way Raph did, complete with a shriek of surprise as he fell hand over foot.

Donnie burst into laughter and Mikey announced, “Minus sixteen points,” marking it down on the little dry erase board he was holding, already covered in scribbled drawings. 

“Oh yes, I learned so very much from that, Nardo,” Donnie teased with a few condescending claps. 

Leo growled and pushed his blindfold up enough to see what he'd tripped on. When he spotted the banana peel, he shouted and pointed an accusing finger at it. “What! Where did that even come from?!” 

When Leo’s eyes darted his way, Raph just shrugged helplessly. 

“Umm… your other left?” 

A/N: I like to imagine growing up in the sewers the boys had to get very creative with their games to keep from getting bored.

Also hopefully the last joke reads well I kept going back and forth on using it or not because I was afraid it was confusing 😅

[elektrischemaidchen]

Lisztober #9: Blind Grief

“Hey, good news, Drosselmeyer has made an 11 minute long weird ballad about Liszt.”

“Oh, COME ON!”

@franzliszt-official : We have TWO songs for you today.

One, from a noble spirit with a sense of beauty, the other is a roast, written by a Maiden without a heart, frivolous and wicked. There's a nice German expression, decribing the latter: What does it matter to the proud oak tree if the bristling cattle rub against it? ;)  I laughed my ass off anyway. For real. Chapeau.

Here we go: A Liszt-(Aleksey Konstantinovich, not Leo) Tolstoy-Ballad! (No translation, this time. Really, that’s too difficult for me and would destroy the beautiful spirit of it. I didn’t find an English translation either, but here’s a link to the whole poem, maybe you will be able to translate the site via Google)

See, even tumblr itself hates it:

If there's one unwritten rule in the Maidchen Fight Club, it's: no song without a twist or a joke. I've already broken this credo 4 times this week alone, mea culpa, I accept my punishment ;)

Enjoy this lovely pasquil, a nasty tribute to our single „Zeitmaschine“:

(So baby, take a time machine now and fly away for a month / You cheeky little bee Stay in the past / until Franz finally crowns you with a laurel wreath She bangs Franz Liszt, Oh yes Oh yes But he doesn’t  hear her plea She bangs Franz Liszt, oh yes We know You have studied/ now give it a rest otherwise our listeners will be all gone in a flash We have to save our honor now And jet to the next destination... Which is not Franz Liszt, oh no oh no Not even as a young gentleman Nor from eighteen-thirty or how old he would have gotten

Franz looks at her and says Praise to my listeners! Leave me here with thanks and we'll leave very quickly She bangs Franz Liszt! And I also greet those who have not heard my song. May only salvation befall them! Long may the prince reign happy and honored! May the people be granted a carefree life And peace to the noble boyars!” [I don't even know what boyars are, Bro])

And now for my defense of the “most boring piece of Maidchen history ever written”, with the “ROFL speech filter” that you “hoped someone would get to the point at minute 5 and would just take pity on the guy and slap him, but then the bullshit went on for another 6 minutes” and whose “last verse is so ironically abt that you could have put it at the very beginning”:

1 The text is not mine, it's Count Tolstoy's. Liszt himself set it to music autobiographically in 1875. And hardly anyone knows it. A pity. This time the song is not based on his notes. More on that below. You can skip it ;)

2 There is no poem that could appeal more to musicians. Because the blind singer is also you, my friend. At least sometimes. Not even our friends and fellow musicians hear this, so why should boyars?

3 I find the poem heartbreaking-beautiful and so sad that I actually shed a tear. I'm a sentimental bitch. Go ahead and laugh!

4 Any shortening would have ruined the story. Especially if it had been cut down to “two verses”. Philistines.

5 The filter is really cringeworthy. Sorry. The time pressure, the time pressure.

6 As for the boyars: Google is your friend, „Bro“

Now to Liszt himself:

I originally wanted to write something about Daniel and Blandine. But that didn't really seem appropriate.

When Franz set “The Blind Singer” by Count Tolstoy to music, he probably didn't know that his eye condition would get worse and worse six years later. Oh, the irony. :( But the text must have spoken to him differently: It also reflects his entire musical life with such bitter sweetness that I was truly awestruck. He, the blind singer, originally called to entertain the nobles at dinner; he, who makes the most beautiful unearthly sounds, doesn't realize that no one is listening to him. And just carries on. Even when he finally realizes that nobody is around anymore, This.

It's a bit like in this place, you see ;)

[tangledinink]

heyy!! srry to bother u again but ive started my drabble (which is actually gonna probably end up being like 3-4k augh) and i just have a question

ik mikey has ADHD and is medicated for it, but are any of the others? i would love to project my adderall woes onto as many of the turtles as possible LMAO

this particular oneshot is leo-centric insomnia stuff he learns how to play chess and it's a whole Thing

anyway thanks!! and i LOVED that comic abt them at the fancy restaurant ohmygof it made me wail

Eeee yay!!!! I’m so excited to read it when you’re done!!! :D I do think Leo probably has ADHD, but it’s not as ‘severe’ (or at least doesn’t present as classically) as with Mikey. He and Raph are currently not diagnosed with anything, but lowkey Leo probably has ADHD (at least lol) but has kind of “gotten away with it” so to speak, at least this far. Raph most definitely has an undiagnosed anxiety disorder, and their Dad (and brothers…) have been side-eyeing them both for a while now.

Yoshi has been trying to get Leo and Raph into therapy for a while now but they’ve both always been kind of resistant to it. For Leo it’s mostly because he associates the concept of therapy with Mikey and Donnie and their struggles, so he looks at them and looks at himself and is like “??? What no. I’m not the same as them so why would I need therapy or anything???” and also plays the comparison game (“yeah sure I have a hard time with X but it’s not as bad as Mikey’s time blindness or Donnie’s sensory issues so this is fine and normal, actually.”) Raph, similarly, tends to use Donnie as a “benchmark” so to speak and thus is like “well my panic attacks aren’t anywhere near as bad as his, so I’m fine,” bless his heart.

Mikey doesn’t have anything going on besides ADHD (though he does also struggle with eating a little at times coz,,, adderall), but he’s just SO ADHD. Level 100 ADHD. Donnie, my sweet baby boy, kind of has a gaggle of neurotypes and issues (autistic, anxiety, disordered eating, some OCD traits, handful of other uncategorized things…) and his family has always been very supportive of him, but the downside is that Raph and Leo are now internally kind of like. What? No. I don’t have issues. [gestures to Donnie] HE has issues!

For some reason I like the idea that Leo occasionally bums adderall off of Mikey when he’s having a particularly hard time with schoolwork or a project and is always like “lol it’s a study drug makes brain go brrrrr” and Mikey is like :||||| mmmhmmmm… yah…. that’s what this is…..

But!!! This is all very up to interpretation? I think? If you wanna diagnose Leo with ADHD and put him on Addy, then please, by all means, go right ahead! Also!!! THANK YOU!!! :3c

[dashawns-world]

Been a little bit since my last post! Sorry this one isn’t going to be a very long one either. I’ve been very busy with my new job and personal work, but I did want to talk about three movies I saw recently! And while I won’t spoil anything major, these thoughts may cloud your judgement going into the films, so I recommend avoiding if you wanna go in with an open mind. Anyway, let’s go:

BARBIE

Barbie was such a fun film! It made me laugh out loud way more than it had any right to. Seriously, there’s a joke Will Ferrel nonchalantly says that I can’t get outta my mind. I had tears in my eyes. Not gonna spoil it but if you know, you know. The themes are quite existential, but in a playful enough way that I didn’t leave it thinking “bummer…” If I had to complain about anything, it’s that Barbie was kinda inactive for the final act. To the point where I was asking myself “what is Barbie doing?” Maybe you’d see what I meant if you watched it. (Or disagree) I still had a good time tho.

It’s worth a watch!

TMNT MUTANT MAYHEM

This is my favorite TMNT movie now, and my favorite personification of the turtles. The art direction, emotional stuff, comedy, action, and characters were all on point. There’s a moment where Leo has a heart to heart with his bros that didn’t feel as earned as it could’ve (on first viewing) I only bring this up because it’s a thought I had as the scene was going on. Where as everything else in the movie felt organic and original, this scene felt like a tried and true motivational speech beat that these types of movies generally have. If that makes sense? I’d have to watch it again to be sure. And thankfully, I’d gladly watch it again because I had such a good time.

Watch itttt!!

THEY CLONED TYRONE

This is a Netflix original and boy was I blown away. I swear, John Boyega is on Leo DiCaprio’s level of changing into a whole new person for his roles. I’m never sure who I’m gonna get. He really killed it. I’m not gonna spoil this movie and honestly if you go in blind it might be better. The directing is really REALLY good, too. There’s a scene that I really loved, where we’re with a character for an extended amount of time in one shot. This is to build tension for a pretty crazy moment afterwards and it was VERY well done. These types of scenes are so cool to me because I’m used to cutting often in animation. But in live action, these scenes are really good for getting inside a character’s head. I really can’t explain without spoiling but if you’ve watched the movie, I thiiiiink you know the scene I’m talking about.

Anyway, the cast, direction, and plot are all top notch. Jamie Foxx is hilarious as always, and Teyonah Parris gets to shine in this film. I loved her character in this compared to Wandavision where her talent was wasted.

I think this movie is perfect for the culture, but if you’re not typically into movies with a majority black cast that deals with African American issues (in a really good way) then you probably won’t be impressed. Your loss, though! I believe that this, alongside movies like The Woman King, The Harder They Fall, and Get Out are examples of movies that have clear parallels to others in their respective genres, but add a twist that I appreciate because of their characters and writing. I used to be stuck with hood movies, but now I get hood mystery movies. I love it, is all I’m saying.

Anyway, I know what the next deep dive is gonna be. I just need to set aside free time to write it up. I’ve been wanting to do a write up about beat em up games. My favorite one, in particular. I want to analyze what I like about it, and what I don’t. Might do more drawing to go alongside it too. Anybody remember Advance Guardian Heroes?? Brace yourselves, lol.

[dinkflocculent]

Old Prey - Chapter Five: Hope

Beau

The sound of Leo’s deep snoring wakes me from my drowsiness. The wind roared outside, shaking the house each time it passed. The snow kept building up, meaning the night was dreadfully cold.

That won’t stop me from trying.

I look through the wardrobe, it contains nothing that can protect me from what awaits me outside. I don’t know where I am exactly or I don’t how far I am from a police station. But I have to try. Even if it means walking in a snowstorm barefoot.

I push the door open with the smallest ounce of strength, trying not to make a sound. The window is across the hall, just steps away from getting my freedom back.

I take a step, attempting to make my forepaw as light as a mouse’s. No sound. Step after step, I watch my forepaws closely, making sure each step is silent. No creaking floorboards or objects kicked to the ground. No obstacles.

Until I get to his room.

A small nightlight dimly lights the dark room. He lays curled on the large bed, clinging to the covers. His loud snoring is as deep as a growl. He seems completely harmless, needing a nightlight to sleep alone.

His position makes him completely distracted from what I’m doing. By the way he’s purring, he’s probably dreaming about Soleda in his arms. Clueless to the fact I’m so close to freeing myself from him. I do have a chance. I do feel hope.

I could close the door. Then all the sounds I’m making could become even more silenced. But these doors are old, they creak every millimeter they’re pushed. I can imagine waking him up—thinking that I had a nightmare or something like that—bringing me back to the room. Or worse, making me sleep in his bed with him. I should leave it.

I clamp my paws over my snout as I slowly pass his room. My heart nearly stops every time he twitches. But he stays in his slumber. Finally, I’m at the end of the hall.

Fog engulfed the whole window. Wind hitting it with such force. It’s freezing cold to the touch.

I know what I’m facing, yet I don’t know how terrible it’s going to feel. I am not physically prepared the face the devastating weather. But I need to do this. I can do this. I can get my life back.

I struggle to open the window. I get hit by the rough, cold air, almost knocking me down. It pierces my ears, and it might pierce his too.

I jump out of the window, falling into the snow. My body shivered in the cruel cold as I looked up, trying to see anything in the storm. Anything. But the falling snow is blinding me.

I walked through the snow, using all my energy with every step. The snow burned my lungs with every breath I took. I don’t know where I’m heading. I can’t see anything. But there has to be something here. A beast that could help me. It has to be somewhere.

My feetpaws feel like thousands of pins and needles are stabbing it. A warm sensation coursing through me, as if I’m being lit on fire. I can’t do this. I’m going to freeze to death. What am I going to do?

I squint my eyes, seeing something. It’s faint. Small. Yet fills me with hope. A light. Its something. It could be someone. Someone to save me. Someone to free me from this nightmare.

“I’m over here!” I yell, rapidly waving my arms in the air. “I need help!”

Crunch.

The sound of deep breathing looms over me. A shiver goes down my spine as I slowly turn behind me.

He found me.

[v3nusxsky]

Hii can i request a lady lesso x reader soft smut w body worship and praise w dom Leo? Maybe r has been getting a bit jealous of someone else flirting w Leo that r thinks is more attractive then her and she gets insecure about herself, Leo finds out that r started getting insecure of her own body and basically has soft sex w them w some overstim and lots of praise? Mistress kink too <3

I’m nothing compared to her| NSFW

*Authors note~ This is quite similar to one I've already written so I wanted to try my hand at another aspect of this prompt*

Trigger warnings~ mistress kink dom l sub r breeding kink overstim toys body worship

Prompt~see ask^^^^

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Jealousy truly was the green eyed monster. But for you it was something you struggled with as a whole. You knew how Leonora could be captivating, hell you knew the effects all to well. So when you saw one of the professors a little too close to her, you couldn't help the monster that reared it's head. Truthfully you know it was stupid. You knew how much she loved you. How you would be her one and only. How she viewed you as hers and hers only. You also knew that Leonora thrived on teasing you, making you jealous, she loved how you would become possessive. It always made for an interesting night. You always tried to contain the jealousy you felt but today was different.

All day you'd been in a slump, nothing felt right. You hated the way your clothes fit your body, the way your hair sat even how far apart your eyes were. Completely hating every small detail of yourself and you couldn't help but feed into the insecurities as soon as you saw her with your girlfriend. It's not that you thought she'd cheat, you knew better than that, but it was how beautiful the other woman was. You weren't blind, and you could see Leo was just being polite but you could see how the other woman wanted more. Giving up your poor excuse of control, you dropped your books you were carrying and left them feeling dejected. You knew your reaction made no sense, Leo did nothing wrong, but for you it hurt. You truly didn't believe you could be enough for the great Dean of Evil. You fled to the only place you felt safe, your shared chambers and settled into the bed hugging her pillow. You let your tears fall as your mind ran away with itself, her scent working to calm you. You were so distracted you didn't even realise Leo had followed you, utterly confused by your display.

The sight broke her heart and it all suddenly made sense. You were having a bad day and saw her conversing with someone you considered to be beautiful. Of course you felt inadequate, after all it wasn't the first time you'd felt this way. You would come to her and tell her normally, so this must have been bubbling away for a while without attention. She did the only thing she could think of, coming to join you on the bed and cuddle you close to her chest rubbing soothing circles on your back. Truly she just needed you to calm down, knowing if she spoke now you wouldn't really hear her words.

It took some time but you eventually calmed yourself. Her words and her steady rhythm of her beating heart had soothed you enough, the tears now dried on your cheeks when she tuned her body to move and straddle your hips. "L-Leo?" You mumbled confused on what was happening. "You my darling girl deserve to be reminded of how truly stunning you are. And that's my job so allow me love" her tone left no room for argument but teased waiting for your consent to allow her free reign of your body, which you gave willingly only ever wanting to please your lover.

That was truly the best choice you made all day, Leo seemed to seep her love and compliments into every pore of your skin. She took her time, as if she had all the time in the world, making sure she complimented and kissed every single inch of you. You didn't even realise her words had caused tears to fall once more, truly you couldn't believe she saw you in such a light, but her words showed the truth behind them. It was only then that you realised you were fully naked and you went to move and cover yourself until a hand stopped you. "Darling, don't hide from mistress she only wants to make her good girl feel good" she purred before kissing all over your chest and sucking a pert bud into her mouth, flicking her tongue over it delighting in the moan she received.

She payed worship like to both your pert breasts before kissing her way down to your now soaked core. Her praises never stopped as she took a long swipe of your wetness. She couldn't help but moan at the taste of you, "you're truly gorgeous my darling, let mistress make you feel good"she purred before going back to eating you out. It was different to her normal need. Normally she would be excitable and unable to contain her pace but tonight she made a conscious effort to slow down, enjoy every squirm and every moan she could pull from you.

She did just that reminding you that you're her good girl and that she loved you and only you. You'd lost count out how many times she made you fall apart, the pleasure along with the emotional words truly overwhelming and you didn't know how much more of it you could take. "Oh darling you can give me one more cant you? You're so precious darling. Mistress is so proud of you love cum for me" she purred against your clit as you now rode her fingers into your final orgasm of the night. You'd be lying if you said you weren't exhausted but feeling extremely loved and cared for. Exactly how Leo wanted you to be as she cuddled up to you, settling in for the night with her one true love.

Word count~ 1048

[angelmichelangelo]

brother i will devour any content of that human au

AH OKAY I HAVE MORE !!

so the purple dragons are like. preeettyyy prominent in this au. they’re just bad influence gang members. raph + casey + eventually mikey all get caught up in their, uh, escapades and it doesn’t really end well. poor mike ends up the worst out of it (sorry michael this is the curse of being the writer’s favourite)

but raph meets mona through them! and they become each others reason to be better people so. that’s cute :3

i also added yuichi to the list of side characters because who am i if not a leosagi enjoyer <33 and they’re happy… for now >:)

WOODY IS ALSO PRESENT!! we gots to have my main boy woody. he also is a good enough reason for mikey to get away from the dragons but.. but poor mike is a vulnerable kid. he’s had a tough childhood. maybe woody is sadly not enough to have him change his life around :(

donnie is just vibing. i haven’t really through it all the way through as to what his whole arc is gonna be in this fic. i know i wanna fix the whole april/casey/donnie love triangle in some way.. so yeah. maybe donnie gets the spicy arc lmao

i also love the idea of single foster father splinter. not sure where he’d actually fit into the story but he’s there. in my mind. with the rest of this fic LMAO anywho. here’s a flash forward snippet that i did the other day to kill my writers block :3

tw: mentions of drug abuse + vomit (i said this one was gonna be sadder lol)

Three am. That’s the time that his phone blinds him with when he grabs it off the end table, stopping it from skirting off the edge where it dances across the wood top as it buzzes fiercely at him.

Leo pulls himself away from Yuichi’s arm that’s lovingly and heavily slung over his waist and hits accept on the call.

“Mike,” he says, voice raspy and tired and coming out of him all slow like it often did when he was awoken so abruptly. “What’s up.”

Silence, only for a small fraction of a second, then shuffling and movement. A sniff, like he’d been crying and that gets Leo more awake in mere seconds.

“Leo,” he says, voice so small and far away sounding, like they were just kids again, scared and alone and, fuck. Leo’s heart is ramming hard against his chest. “Leo. I, uh. I need you to come get me. Please?”

Leonardo has now managed to entirely untangle himself from the loose limbs of his sleeping boyfriend beside him, slipping out of the bed to stretch the knot of muscles out of his calves and rub a knuckle into his eyes to smear away the sleep that lingered there.

“Yeah,” he says without a second thought. His alarm is set to go off in just a few hours. He has a full shift waiting for him but Mikey needs him. “Sure. Where are you?”

More shuffling. More movement. Leo wants to blink and have his little brother appear here in front of him. “I’m. Uh. I’m just leaving now. Can you meet me on 41st?”

It’s not far, and Leo can go faster knowing the streets’ll be mostly empty at this time of night. “Of course,” he tells him firmly. “Just stay there, okay? I’ll come get you.”

He hears the sound of a broken off sob and he’s cutting the call dead, spinning in a half circle to blindly search for his forgotten sweatpants on the floor when there’s the sound of Yuichi slowly waking from his side of the bed.

“Hmmm,” he says as he’s pulled from his sleep, stretching his arms out in front of him like a cat. “What’s wrong?”

Leo’s found his sweatpants, dancing about in them, one leg hopping about the room before he’s able to yank them up and pocket his phone away safely. “Mike,” he says plainly. Even in the dim room, he can make out the sad expression the other boy makes. “I’m gonna go get him. He’s– he’s in a bad way, I think, Ich.”

Yuichi makes no such fuss. He sits up, pushing back the shaggy locks of his blonde hair from his face – letting it stiffly stand up on end, he makes himself comfortable before looking at Leo with a loving gaze.

“Need me to come with?” He asks gently.

Leo shakes his head. “No. Though, I wouldn’t mind if you set the couch up for him for when we get back?” He asks.

Yuichi smiles, then gestures for Leo to come to him with little grabby hands. Leo gladly follows, pillowing his face between his warm, gentle hands.

“Love you,” he simply says, pulling him closer to press a soft kiss to his nose. Leo sighs, melting into the touch with ease.

“I know. Love you too.” He pulls away with a pout. “I won’t be long.”

And so he goes.

Leo’s old Sedan might be a heap of junk but it gets him to Mikey’s destination in good time. He pulls up, clipping the curb and bouncing the entire car with a jerk, to find his little brother perched sadly on a bench, his face wet and sunken, curls plastered damp across his face.

“Oh, Mike,” he says softly to himself as he peels himself out of the car to approach him. “What’s happened.”

Mikey almost doesn’t even notice that he’s arrived just yet, not until he’s up close in his bubble does his blank stared reserve seem to burst and his whole face crumples, reaching up for his brother like he’s five years old again.

“Hey,” Leo says with a breath, wrapping him up into his arms. He smells like booze and sweat and something else that has his gut turning in circles. He only pulls away to inspect him up close, holding his face between his palms like Yuichi had done for him, his heart sinks when he notes his brother’s blown out pupils and how pale he really was.

“M’sorry,” Mikey slurs, a mixture of intoxication and tears, bottom lip wobbling about on his face. “M’so sorry, Leo. Fo’everything.”

Leo pulls him in again, running his fingers through his matted, unkempt hair. “It’s alright. I got you now.”

Mikey’s breath shudders. He’s so small still, so lilith and… god so little. Leo is able to practically pick him up whilst he’s sandwiched up in his arms like this and guide him back to the car where it’s warmer.

They get in the car where Leo blasts the heaters on full and turns the radio down to mute.

He watches as his brother sluggishly slides his seatbelt over his chest, then wipes his nose with the back of his wrist, wetting his sleeve.

“I’ve been worried sick about you, Mike,” Leo says to him, unable to hold back the words any longer. “Weeks without any contact. I… I was thinking the worst.”

Mikey, unable to hold eye contact for longer than a brief, fleeting second, sighs, dropping his head down with shame as more tears spring hotly behind his eyes.

“I’m an idiot. I ruined my life, ruined yours and Don’s and Raph’s–” He hiccups, whole body shaking violently as a brutal sob crawls out of him. Leo’s instinct is to fly a hand out and land it on his arm to try and quell him. But he doesn’t.

He can’t. He just watches.

More silence. Aside from the sniffling and the grizzling, Leo takes a sobering, steady breath.

“What…” he loses his confidence. He clears his throat and tries again. “What did you take? Tonight?”

Mikey pinches his whole face together, like he was simply trying to just… pop himself out of existence into thin air. He scrubs a hand down his face and relaxes, eyes still closed, he tells his brother,

“I dunno. Think. Think it was somethin’ a lot stronger than I’ve taken before. S’okay. I didn’t. I didn’t shoot up. Just pills, this time.”

This was how it would go. This was how it would go for Leo’s littlest brother – his little brother that found a crutch with pills and substances rather than his own family. His little brother that had found a more solid foundation in pushing poison through his veins than his own flesh and blood.

Leo’s chest gives a little unsteady wobble. “Okay.” He says slowly. “Do…do you need a hospital?”

Mikey is quick to shake his head, his curls loose, go skirting about his forehead before he’s frantically pushing them away with the palm of his hand.

“God no,” he says in one breath. Eyes still shut, he tips his head back against the headrest and sighs. “Can. Can we just go? I don’t care where you take me.” His eyes slide back open, hazy and lost. “I’ve, uh. I’ve been staying at that hotel, the one with the flamingo on the wall. You know it?”

Leo shakes his head, swallowing thickly. “No,” he tells him. “I’ll take you home.”

Mikey blanches. Someone outside the bar gets loud and rowdy and starts singing a song with all the wrong lyrics.

“Home?” Mikey says, voice small. “What home?”

Leo swears he feels his heart dive to the long, endless bottom of his gut. “My– I’ll take you back to my place.” He tells his brother. “It’s your home, too.”

Leo has to watch the way tears well up, big and wobbly in his brother’s soft, brown eyes. Listens to the way his voice trembles when he asks.

“Will Yuichi be mad?”

Leo scoffs and then does he finally start the car, clunkily putting it into drive. “Course not. Your family, Mike. I’ve been waiting for you, remember?”

The drive is slow and long and bordering on torturous on the account of Leonardo having to sit beside his brother that continues to muffle his sobs into the palm of his hand. Eventually when they pull up to his apartment building, does it seem like the crying has subsided for now.

“Oh, shit,” Mikey says with a breath grazing past his teeth, climbing loosely out of his side of the car. He wobbles, catching himself on the door, and then laughs somewhat wetly. “Yeah. That’s— that’s hitting, now.”

Leo’s face tightens as he goes around the car, shouldering some of his brothers shaky weight, walking him up the steps like a baby deer, they finally make it inside.

Not before Mike pukes all over the welcome mat.

“Aw,” he says weakly, his entire body sagging against Leo’s now as his bottom lip trembles slightly. “I’m sorry.”

Yuichi, who seems to appear within the blink of an eye with bundles of blankets heaped up in his arms, shares a softened expression between both brothers.

“It’s alright,” he assures him, voice gentle, gesturing for him to follow him inside with a nod of his head. “Here. Come in. I’ll clean that up, you just go sit.”

Leo steers his brother around the puddle of vomit and towards the couch that is currently resembling more of a nest than it did a piece of their furniture.

Leo peels off his hoodie and unlaces his sneakers for him. Mikey hiccups, and Leo scoots away, mindful that he might just be sick on him, but untenses when he notes it’s just another little sob evading him.

Yuichi gets to work mopping the entryway and Leo tucks his brother up in his makeshift bed, flattening his unruly curls back with the palm of his hand.

“Sorry,” Mikey whispers again, eyes drooping shut. He whimpers another sad, pathetic sound, and then, finally, is he asleep

There’s the sound of running water, the squeak of the faucet turning off, and Yuichi’s bare feet padding across the small living room to meet Leo, bumping a comforting shoulder with his.

“I’ll probably stay up, keep an eye on him in here,” Leo says with one heaving breath. He runs a hand down his face, fully feeling the effects of being awake at such an hour catch up on him hotly.

Yuichi brushes his knuckles against Leo’s; a gesture so intimate and warm, it almost makes him fall asleep on the spot.

“You sure you don’t want me to?” He asks, mindful to keep his voice hushed. When Leo turns to face him, his brows are furrowed, a look of concern etched deeply across his face as they watch Leo’s sleeping brother sprawled out on the couch.

Leo hums. Knocking his knuckles with his with a small tap. “No, it’s alright,” he assures him, offering him a warm, easy smile. “You get some rest. I’ll call work in the morning. Tell them there’s been… a family emergency.” His voice goes tight as he looks again towards Mikey.

He’ll also have to call Raph in the morning also. And he could try Donnie, but he’s not so sure he’d really be up for caring all that much right now.

“Okay,” Yuichi says after a while, leaning over to press a chaste kiss across his cheek, lips lingering for just a second before he’s pulling away to stifle a yawn.

“Get some rest, Ich,” Leo says softly, nodding towards the direction of their bedroom. His boyfriend smiles warmly, and then does he go.

“Wake me if you need me,” he says before he disappears behind the door. Leo agrees and finally allows himself to slump his weight into the small, plush armchair that resides beside his brother.

He watches the steady rise and fall of his chest, coming and going, knowing that with each pump of his heart, he was shooting poison and pain through the very veins that kept him going.

Anxiety causes his gut to form like a hard knot. So he swallows the thought down, bitterly, and keeps watching the up and down motion of his brother’s chest.

Up. And down. And up. And down.

[alyjojo]

Thinking of You - April ✂️ 2024 - Cancer

Whole of their energy towards Cancer: 2 Wands

Feelings: 5 Swords rev

Intentions: 7 Cups

Actions: The High Priestess

This could be someone young or immature, could be a/your kid if that applies. They genuinely don’t know what they want, this could be someone who hops from job to job, thing to thing, idea to idea, with no real regard for long term investment or “the future”. They like to live in the right-now, and aren’t pressed about it. Life is for living and we worry about today, and with that they could also be someone that’s really fun too. Maybe doesn’t have much money, doesn’t have a decent job, they live for the experience over everything else. Now however, they’re at a new beginning (forced, I’m hearing) and they are trying to plan their way forward…without knowing what they want. They know whatever they choose will take effort, long-term, and they’re overly optimistic to the point of naive with some of their ideas. When it comes to responsible things, it’s like things fly right over their head. Or switch it.

Either they’ve forgiven you or hope you forgive them, someone made a mistake or a “delusional investment” as I’m hearing it, could’ve been at a distance or that was involved. Travel literally, or just their goals in general, they may be someone that uses their looks in order to get their way, or they’re very flirty and entertaining other people. Maybe you know about one and they think you’re delusional because there’s actually seven. 777 is here for you and 7’s are all about decisions needing to be made relating to progress. Do you continue down the path you’re on, or is it time to switch lanes entirely, this path isn’t working out. Or that’s their energy. They are very attracted to you, or inspired by you if platonic, this could be someone that kinda mimics what you do. I don’t get it being off putting, more complementary. They’re kind of a dreamer, but they don’t know how to transmute their fantasies into reality, and maybe you do, or you already have. Or they’re trying to figure out how to approach you and what to say/do. They may try to appeal to your heart strings, or this person is known for being very kind, loving, nurturing. In action, they’re not saying anything and they’re not going anywhere. Waiting for nothing. Nothing that’s going to end up as their 10 Cups, inaction is an action and it’s not one they’re going to be too happy with in the long run. They do have an idea of what their 10 Cups looks like though, and most of these are minor arcanas so, things can change. Logical thinking may not come to them easily, for the time being anyway.

It is possible for someone this is King/Queen fkboy/girl and they’re only interested in messaging other options, and they’re willing to make you one of them, but they’re not looking long term, like it’s not even on their radar.

Messages:

Their side:

- I think about SEX with you all the time.

- Going in different directions.

Your side:

- Yearns for your love 💗

- All About YOU

Oracles:

Inner Peace is my Bitch ☮️

Blind 👓

Awkward - Unknown - Vision Problems

Profession 👩‍🍳

Expertise - Omniscience - Talent

Possible signs:

Cancer, Aquarius, Aries & Pisces

If you’re dealing with:

Page of Swords is a curious learning energy, and one filled with gossip, all of the tea, on either side with you & your people. In some cases there may be some stalking on either side as well, the purpose being to gather information, whether it’s out loud or not.

Aries - one person blocked the other person because they’re an asshole, or just to be one, there could be some petty silent treatment going on here, who can hurt who more?

Taurus - finally getting something they’ve always wanted, a dream come true ✨

Gemini - not sure which path to choose

Cancer - has gone through a very painful betrayal or situation that’s hurt them, no matter how they’re injured it could take some time to heal

Leo - giving love & affection to two people, or that’s why it’s over

Virgo - has feelings for you but doesn’t know how to say it, wants to ask you out or will, if they’re quiet it’s because they’re shy 🙈

Libra - canceled plans/a trip, or no progress in a situation makes them sad

Scorpio - either a beautiful romantic connection that’s everything either of you ever wanted, or a favorite family member ❤️

Sagittarius - patiently waiting for victory between you, or have waited for their chance, someone is asking the other out - finally

Capricorn - viciously ending an unstable relationship at home/in the family

Aquarius - work pressure stressing them tf out

Pisces - defensive because they feel left out