#first chapter with lee 💛

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[heymacy]

goooooooood morning pals! i was tagged by @spookygingerr, @stocious, @energievie, @spacerockwriting, @vintagelacerosette,

@takeyourpillsbitchh, & @roryonic to play this week's round of weekly tag game wednesday!

name: macy mouse 🐭

do you drink coffee? if so, what’s your coffee order? i do! cold brew with oat milk and (seasonally, we’re almost there) pumpkin cold foam 🎃

what’s the best thing you ate today? i haven’t eaten today! soon!

tell us about your first pet (or if you haven’t had a pet yet, what’s your dream pet?) my parents bought me 2 goldfish when i was two years old. one died within a week and the other lived to be 9!

if your life was a book, what would you call the current chapter? The Struggle 😭

what’s something you did recently that you’re proud of? oh jesus. i guess just like, doing my job recently? bc it’s been really hard? 

what was your first dream job growing up? is it anything like the job you have now? i wanted to be a ballerina! which is very much not what i do now lmao 🩰

what’s the name of the latest playlist you made? “dude, can you play a song with a fucking beat?” and it’s a pregame/hype playlist for me & my friends 🍾

tags below the cut!

@gardenerian, @palepinkgoat, @mybrainismelted, @deedala, @too-schoolforcool,

@jrooc, @creepkinginc, @doshiart, @blue-disco-lights, @thepupperino,

@mmmichyyy, @transmickey, @sam-loves-seb, @darlingian, @deathclassic,

@michellemisfit, @sleepyfacetoughguy, @sleepyheadgallavich, @crossmydna, @tanktopgallavich,

@sickness-health-all-that-shit, @transmurderbug, @lee-ow, @callivich, @kiinard,

@sluttymickey, @thisdivorce, @xninetiestrendx, @y0itsbri, @captainjowl,

@arrowflier, @astaraels, @ardent-fox, @wehangout, @gallapiech,

@mickittotheman, @jademickian, @solitarycreaturesthey, & @rayrayor 💛

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You Are My Sunshine, My Only Moonshine - Chapter 5

RotTMNT x Reader

@phoebepheebsphibs is back depicting some aftermath in this week's chapter art!

Rated: Teen and Up Audiences

Relationships: Michelangelo (TMNT)/Reader, Michelangelo (TMNT)/You, Donatello (TMNT)/Reader, Donatello (TMNT)/You

Warnings: POV Second Person, Gender Neutral Reader, Anxious Reader, Introverted Reader, Stuttering, Aged-Up Mutant Ninja Turtles, Romance, Love, Love Confessions, Falling In Love, Unrequited Love, Rejection, Aromantic Asexual Michelangelo (TMNT), Bisexual Donatello (TMNT), Pansexual Leonardo (TMNT), Lesbian Cassandra Jones | Foot Recruit, Demisexual April O'Neil (TMNT), Implied Cassandra Jones | Foot Recruit/April O'Neil/Sunita, Endgame Donatello (TMNT)/Reader, Romantic Love, Platonic Love, Panic Attacks, Sexuality Crisis, Agoraphobia, Social Anxiety, Happy Ending, Fluff

Synopsis:  You’ve lost most of your life to anxiety and fear. Now, in your late 20s, you are desperate to reclaim it and during one such outing you encounter the sun personified. With his and his similarly celestially inspired family, will you finally reach your goal or will you lose yourself along the way?

HUGE shout out to @marwhoa for doing sensitivity reading!

Also available on Ao3

First 💛 Previous

“Mikey.”

“Okay, so we knocked a ton of likely places out: The apartment. All the roads to it. That dumpling house they always order from. The outdoor coffee shop with the cute little plaza-“

“Mikey!”

“Where else? Where else?! We don’t have time!” Mikey launched himself toward the next building.

“We literally only have time!” Leo chased him. “You’re stuck with me. Meaning, I’m going to talk and you’re going to listen!”

“Leo! Later! Literally any other time! I’m all ears or whatever Donnie always says we have, but not right now!”

“You weren’t ever going to tell Y/N?”

Mikey tripped over a ledge and somersaulted straight into an air conditioning unit.

Leo’s face appeared, nonplussed by the accident, and peered in through the opening of Mikey’s shell as an omnipresent knowing eye. “Ever?”

Mikey wished he could say no one was home, but he knew the moonlight would give away his gaze. “Leo, we-!“

“The others are all looking too. Take 10, chef.”

Coming up from his favorite nickname, Mikey pouted.

“Talk to me, hermano”

“It’s-!” Mikey opened his mouth to whine, but nothing came out. Hopeless, he sank back into his body, but his chin caught on the top edge of his plastron to keep from a full retreat. “There’s something wrong with me, Lee.”

Leo took a seat. “How’s that?”

“It’s like…” Guilt not only threatened to swallow him whole, but it also took his words. 

This was supposed to be his. 

He was going to keep these feelings locked away until he had time to deal with them. 

It was different, he told himself. 

Different than when his brothers tried to forget or compartmentalize. 

Mikey knew something was wrong. 

He acknowledged it near daily since meeting you. 

He also knew that sometimes someone needed the proper tools to deal with emotions. 

He needed information and he meant to look it up. 

He was planning to do so. 

He had forgotten.

He felt like a child. 

How many times had he made the distinction that he wasn’t the same as his brothers? 

He wasn’t a color to be mixed up. 

Feeling small, Mikey was struck with a memory of how Splinter had taught him how to give a formal apology. 

Placing his hands to the roof, he assumed a dogeza in hopes the appeal would reach his conscience. “How I feel… doesn’t feel like how you talk about your crushes. Or how Donnie does. Or Raph… Or Dad.. Or Barry! O-or anyone! It’s wrong. I’m wrong. I’m scared, Leo. That’s why I wasn’t going to bring it up! I don’t… It wasn’t supposed to go away! What if Y/N hates me? What will I do then?! What if I never see Y/N again!?”

“Hey, hey…! Woah there, bud…” Leo put his hand on Mikey’s carapace and rubbed; it was a circle Mikey had known since they were tots. “Slow down. How about we tackle one thing at a time? Think you can describe those feelings? Maybe let somebody else be the judge if they’re wrong or not?”

Mikey stared into the pebbled surface of the roof. “I… feel… nothing…? But I know I should. Like Y/N smiles and I feel like I should get this big warmth in my chest. It’s the kind of feeling that you get when there’s fireworks or a flower blooming or… metaphors! But… the feeling comes and I know I like it. It makes me feel good. To see Y/N happy. Oh man, Leo, you should have seen Y/N the first time I did. Y/N was… so scared… And-and I had this urge, like this, this was meant to be. I felt that! I felt that ‘at first sight’ feeling! Like, I can do this! This person needs me and I can be their person and I was! At least, I thought… I was. I eased in! I didn’t push because like, yeah, who am I to decide that? I always gave Y/N an out! Always! But then… that was it! Like I love you guys and I know that in my heart, but this is different, and then I look at Y/N and I feel… not that, a different thing, but it’s not not that. It’s like a step below how I feel for you guys and that’s not right because I know I feel more, or I think I feel more or…? I want… to… feel… more…?” In a warm drip, he felt the safe, non-threatening sort of tears dribble down his cheeks.

He rubbed a few of them away before checking on Leo.

His brother had open concern twisted on his features. 

Mikey agreed.

This was a mess.

Now he’d forced his brother into the mix. 

His whole family was sure to come next.

How many people were going to be struck by the fall out?

Donnie had a point.

Mikey never fully considered the repercussions of his actions.

He never did.

Wracked with more sobs, Mikey willed for what felt like the thousandth time that this confusion would end.  

“Ah! Don’t do that!” Leo rushed to scoop up Mikey’s shell and hold his little brother close. “Shit, Mike, that wasn’t me thinking you were wrong! You’re not broken. You’re not wrong. I’m sorry. That look was for me. I was upset I never noticed. I should have realized something was up. I saw you wigging out about your new sweetheart, but I figured you were excited. I was thinking, ‘boy, look at him, finally got his crush on. You go little bro!’ when I should have seen how you were forcing yourself. I should have…”

Mikey shook his head so violently it smacked Leo’s chin a few times.

The slider leaned away, but kept his hold.

“What’s wrong with me?”

“Nothing.” Leo returned to stare Mikey down.

“Then why… isn’t my heart working!?”

“Okay, first off.” Leo jammed a finger into Mikey’s pectoral scutes. “It is. You’re literally made of turtles, love, and sunshine. Your ticker is ticking a way in there. I’m no expert, but I don’t think this is a working, not working kinda thing, Mike.”

“How is that possible? There’s only the two options.” A few fat plump tears dripped down Mikey’s face and onto Leo’s shirt.

Leo made a face before digging into his side pouch and producing tissues. “We’ll figure this out. I think April would be a good person to start with, but first-“

“Y/N!” Mikey screeched, scrambled off of Leo, and headed to the roof’s edge where he looked out like a skipper on a boat. “Stupid, stupid! Why do I always forget?!”

Leo sighed. “Quit it with that degradation talk. A certain Dr. Feelings gets pretty pissy when I do it.”

“That’s different.” It really was. 

“Yeah, right!” Leo walked over and gently tapped his brother on the back of the head. “I’m here, you know that, right?”

“I know, Leo.” Mikey sent his brother an honest look.

Leo took it with a lopsided smile. “So… that pretty plaza was totally the next thing on the list, eh?”

“No!! We were just there, the next is-!” Mikey growled, knowing full well that Leo had goaded him on purpose.

-

“Y/N is alright. They’ve been deposited at their apartment.” Donnie’s voice crackled on the communicator.

“I’m going.” Mikey changed direction with a pivot of his foot.

“Uh, you sure?” Leo readied, clearly prepared for either a chase or interception.

“They’re tired Mikey. Let Y/N sleep it off and you two can have your talk on a date of both your choosing.” Donnie’s voice warbled with static.

“And why is it-!?” Mikey roared, spinning around and hating there wasn’t a specific place he could send his anger. “-that you know that?! Why were you with Y/N!? Why did you go to Y/N’s apartment?! What did you do?! Your tests!??!”

Leo loosely grabbed Mikey’s shoulders for a firm grip of solidarity. “Donnie, I can only hold him back so long. You gotta answer at least one of those. Mike’s earned it and you said, point blank, you were going to your lab. So, how is it that you ended up going to where they live? What’s the real haps?”

Donnie sighed. “I’m en route. Can you wait a few more moments?”

“How long?” Mikey was itching to get out of there.

He could see you.

He could fix this.

Tears brought clarity.

It was science Donnie had taught him.

“Now.” Voice cross fading into existence, Donnie flew in and walked into his landing.

He was too casual.

Mikey went through old training, focusing on each of his muscle groups in an attempt to keep from attacking.

Lashing out wasn’t reasonable.

Not yet.

Running into battle with pizzazz and no forethought was the stuff of teenagers.

“I know how this looks.” Donnie raised his hands. “I did lie. I went after Y/N while you all were trying to calm Mikey down.”

Leo threw his hands up both to release Mikey and to do a frustrated lap.

Years had taught the youngest of another route.

Now freed, Mikey let betrayal leak onto his face.

A low blow, he watched it strike Donnie.

The guilt displayed there was the only reason Mikey didn’t pounce. “What did you do?”

Wilting, Donnie lowered his hands along with his head. “I didn’t go after Y/N for… what I imagine you think is the usual reason is. I needed a clarification on something said. I didn’t pursue in peace; I tracked Y/N down for knowledge.”

Taking the information in with waves of warped features, Mikey gave an exhale with what felt like the last of his breath. “Where did you find Y/N?”

“The exit by 19th.”

Indignity flared without mysticism this time.

Mikey had burned up enough energy for one day.

The slight was still palpable.

It tried to trigger a response from his taxed powers.

On reserves, nothing manifested besides the usual toxic emotions.  

That was your exit.

That was the first place he looked. 

The one this person who supposedly hated you found you first.

Right there.

That meant you were right there.

Right where he’d stormed past thinking of all other places you could go.

Mikey missed it.

He’d missed you. 

“I…”

Through the silence, Mikey heard the guilt pile on through Donnie’s hesitation.

It was enough to make him think he’d spare a little mystic fire.

As a treat.

Mikey could almost hear Donnie’s teeth whine around his grimace “You didn’t miss Y/N by accident. We both heard you come through. I… may have hid Y/N away via the camouflage tarp. You know? The one I’d been testing from those mutant chameleon scales we picked up?”

“Why would you-!?” Mikey took a step forward and thought Leo might stop him.

No hands moved.

It was odd enough that it gave Mikey pause to search for his blue brother. 

Just off to the side, he found the slider glowering at the ground with a furrowed brow ridge.

Mikey best guess was Leo was berating himself for missing two things in one night. 

The lot of them weren’t just off their usual games, they were acting in each other’s roles. 

“Did Y/N ask you to?” Mikey found himself needing to be the level headed one with Leo supposedly out of commission.

“Not verbally.”

“Not-!” It was too much, but Mikey pressed. “Why then?” 

“I hadn’t gotten my response. I knew the moment you got your hands on Y/N, I would never have the chance. I needed… I needed to know.” Donnie’s eyes closed and he slumped the smallest bit. 

Mikey took satisfaction in that. 

Any comeuppance was immediately offset by further guilt. 

Being mad at Donnie wasn’t going to get him closer to you. 

Donnie clearly knew he was in the wrong. 

Mikey would interrogate him later. 

He’d find out what his purple brother was hiding. 

He disliked how you both had information he wasn’t aware of. 

The rot of not knowing twisted inside of him.

It merged with the image of your shredded face.

This wasn’t Donnie’s fault.

Or Leo’s.

It was his. “I… broke Y/N’s trust.”

“I… don’t think it’s so simple.” Donnie shuffled, uncomfortable with the whole matter.  

“It’s not.” Leo stepped in verbally, but kept his distance.

Donnie perked up, catching the nuisance there. “What are you talking about? Did something else happen?”

“We need to talk to April.” Leo noted with a leader’s authority that said it was time to rendezvous.

Long used to the chain of command, Donnie animated to summon the rest of the team via the comm.

Tapping the waves, the others rallied with minor complaints.

They wanted and deserved explanations which sent Mikey wallowing into a corner.

Casey’s voice cracked the line and demanded to know why her hunt was called off.  

It took Leo growling out a stern, “Return to base,” for the others to quiet.  

It was the Hamato way to be messy.

They got the job done with individuality.

Mikey heard Donnie approach him.

It was too soon. 

Mikey didn’t look as he took off.

He never glanced behind him once. 

All the way to the living room.

The space was quiet and the move sat on a pause screen. Mikey walked toward the projector before looking out at the chaos he had wrought. It dotted the space and everything was turned over save his dad’s chair. Sitting in it was Splinter, fast asleep. If this were any other night, Mikey would have approached his dad to ask why he’d been late to movie night.

He’d be up soon enough.

The others clambered in and the head Hamato was immediately roused. Leo helped field their dad who was frustrated that he was left out of the loop. Arguments ensued and Mikey was thankful as it gave him additional time to process. He needed the moment and knew he wouldn’t have long before he’d be the one under scrutiny. Whether it was from the many explanations everyone was due or this supposed lecture he was supposed to get from expert April, Mikey needed to make sure he would be able to accept all that was about to occur. 

He might have had more time if Donnie wasn’t poking holes in his thoughts with his gaze alone.

A minute was all he needed.

Something that no one in this family seemed to want to give.

When April arrived, it was with a commotion that alone made her worthy of the Hamato crest. Even while restraining a foaming at the mouth Casey, April had the wherewithal to take in the room’s quieter occupants. Only slightly less of a tactician’s mind than Leo, April screamed for Sunita. The slime yokai wasn’t far off and bounced up, sticky fingers ready. Casey sensed she was about to be carted away and prepared to fight the decision until April released her. Confused by the freedom, Casey spun around only for April to fold her arms and say that she was proud. Suspicious to a fault, Casey warily took the bait as to why and April continued on praising Casey for how excited she was to discuss feelings as they were about to. 

With a deadpan, Casey searched the room and, with one glance at Mikey’s crestfallen face, she knew.

Throwing her head back as if she hadn’t just been in a screeching headlock, she asked Sunita to hang out somewhere away from where the weaklings would cry together.

With a whisper to April, Sunita agreed and Mikey saw Casey throw up a concerned a call me hand sign to April before the pair exited.

The momentary lap in silence revealed Leo whispering in a hushed conversation with his dad.

The others looked on expectantly and Splinter rose under the attention. “I will return for the recap!”

He hopped out of his chair and headed for the kitchen.

Now four brothers and one honorary sister, April address the group. “So… How about that crush, huh Mikey?”

“That’s…!” Raph jumped at the chance to dispel the heavy air. “That’s good! Right, big man?” He turned to Mikey, twitchy. “I mean it’s not… good, good considering… that Y/N sort of… Uhhhh…”

“April, I’m broken.” Mikey cut through and decided he was as ready as he’d ever be.

“Mikey, you’re not-“ Leo rolled his head with minor irritation.

Donnie blinked between parties trying to piece together what he had missed.

“Broken? Whatcya mean?” April steered toward the youngest.

“Something’s wrong. I told Leo. Something’s not right. Do you think my mystic energy could be getting in the way? Drax was telling me that my channels are unbalanced or something, but he always says that to get me back on my training. I know he’s worried, he just-“

April placed her hands on both his shoulders and gave him one single shake. “How about we focus on one thing at a time? Like how I don’t even know what you think is wrong?”

“Right!” Mikey chirped, always glad for her straight to the point attitude.

He’d modeled himself after her in that way.

“What’s wrong?” She patted him, but held firm. “Something with your crush?”  

“Yeah!” That was another thing he liked, she always understood. That was probably why she’d been able to get so close to Donnie. “It’s not right. I know I have feelings for Y/N, but my channels are all gummed up… Oh!!! The emotions aren’t flowing right! That’s it! Yup! It’s just like my ninpo! That’s gotta be it! I think I figured it out! What do you think, Leo?!”

Mikey turned to find Leo giving the twice the grimace he had earlier.

Instead of apologizing, Leo turned away with a sweaty laugh.

“That’s… one option.” April gave her own nervous nod. “Mind if I hear Leo’s interpretation too?”

“Uh… sure…” Mikey was sure he cracked it.

Leo had a particular gift when it came to hunches though.

“Let’s hear it.” April released Mikey to fold her arms in a neutral way.

“You’re getting the second telling of the night.” Leo wiped his brow and flicked back his mask. “The first time Mikey explained it was something like he feels like the feelings should be there, but they aren’t.”

“They aren’t…?” April’s eyes shot up to consider the details given before she returned to Mikey. “You also said you were broken.”

Mikey nodded.

“He compared his crush to ours. What he’s seen all of us do. Even Barry which is like, ew right? How do you even know about that?!” Leo stuck his tongue out.

The two silent brothers twitched at their footnotes.  

Another flicker of her pupil, April clicked her tongue. “Damn, would that make this your first one…? Wait, is that right??”

Mikey was caught.

He’d gotten away with not having to deal with this conversation for years. 

The rest of his family was painfully dramatic when it came to their relationship statuses and he was often relegated as the calm one of the bunch. 

His annoying youngest label had also been a benefit as he seemingly wasn’t considered old enough. 

He supposed that was one of the few perks. 

“First we’ve known.” Raph offered.

For April, that wasn’t good enough. “Mikey?”

“The… first… yeah…” Mikey drew out, feeling painfully self conscious.

He hadn’t meant to get to 28 without a crush.

He’d tried.

More than once.

There was that cute yokai girl at this favorite ink stand in the hidden city.

The barista who always drew him the cutest doodles on his disposable cups.

That Brooklyn boy who moonlighted as a vigilante of his own.

That psych major with the dimples.

There were even more than that.

Fleeting instances where he swore feelings would catch.

The wick in his chest was only waiting to be lit.

He could manifest fire with barely a thought, but it was the one place he couldn’t make it occur.

It was a hollow feeling, but he didn’t feel empty.

The candle was there.

Stationary and not making him feel less.

And yet it refused to serve its purpose.

What was the point?

“Mikey…” April patted his head like she used to do when he was a kid.

It was the third time tonight he was taken back to his past.

How long was he going to keep being a kid about everything?

Something warm and wet hit his hand and when he went to look, he found tears falling again.

Only salt and water, he wiped his cheeks to find more of them.

How long would he keep crying about this?

“I’m sorry…” She murmured and he pushed into her hand so she’d pet him harder. “You’re okay. You’re not broken.”

“How do you know? I know you got your bat and you’ve picked up spells, but can you see my mystic energy channels!?” Mikey huffed through his fractured emotions.

“I can’t. What I can see is how upset this is making you and I want to help, but I’m gonna need to know more.”

“Like what?! What else is there?! I told you! I’m wrong! Like the ooze skipped a step in making me! My emotions are messed up!”

“Shh…” She pulled him into a hug and continued to stroke his head. “What’s wrong with the way you feel? You care about Y/N right?”

He nodded furiously, knowing he was rubbing snot into her shirt.

She didn’t care. “How is that wrong?”

“It’s not enough. When-” He hiccupped. “When Leo first met that bunny, it was palpable. The affection radiated off of him in waves. When Donnie first saw Atomic Lass, he was so young! His eyes lit up like he was looking at one of his inventions! When that waitress hit on Raph, he became a blubbering mess, but you could tell she was all he thought about for weeks after! I’m not… I’m not like any of them.”

“Because you’re you.” April pushed him to a comfortable arm’s length away so she could view him. “What’s that thing you said about replicas?”

Mikey couldn’t help but smile.

He loved how April remembered that.

“That there is no true replica for a moment.”

It was a fact he’d learned in practice. 

There was no way to recapture an instant. 

It didn’t matter the medium used. 

You could only create an ode to it. 

It was only possible to inspire the feeling. 

Cooking was an art.

Painting was an art.

They were called Mystic Arts.

Martial Arts.

They were creative expressions and the experience of life itself.

“No two people feel romance the same, they also don’t have to feel it at all.” She explained.

Mikey felt every muscle in his body drop.

Thankful for April’s strength and the hours she’d put in at the gym solely to beat Casey at arm wrestling, she was the only thing keeping him upright.

“Romance…?” He quacked, the sound splitting him.

April only gave the barest nod, encouraging whatever was happening.

Was it an epiphany?

He wasn’t so sure.

It was more like he finally saw the candle for what it was.

The wick was real for sure.

Only the entire thing was electric.

It never needed to be lit.

It held a light all his own.

“Different types of love…” Mikey mumbled. “Family, friends…” He gave a half laugh. “Romance?” He checked in with April.

She watched on, patiently.

Leo snorted.

April preemptively shushed him.

Leo wrapped a hand around his mouth and shook his head.

This was Leo’s hunch then.

“This seems… kinda obvious?” Raph asked openly.

Donnie backhanded his older brother’s plastron and gave him a look that said ‘don’t.’

Donnie knew then too.

At least someone was on his side.  

That was why Raphie was his favorite.

Raph was also still different from him.

That burning flame in his big brother’s chest had to be a torch.

It had guided them all for so long.

It would go on to be nurtured by someone else.

Heat.

“Oh… Oh no…” Mikey made a disgusted face. “Does that mean…?”

He had to spin around.

To see all their faces and the different understandings.

Romance was always equated with sex.

He wasn’t sure if he was repulsed by it, but it had been such a thing.

Donnie had been the first of them to find his urges on that front.

Mikey thought he was too young, but it apparently varied.

Splinter had completely whiffed the birds and bees talk and made it into a family ordeal much to everyone’s horror.

Except Mikey.

He watched the others squirm and couldn’t figure out why.

Sure, the content was gross, but it was just a talk.

It had felt like he was removed.

Donnie, meanwhile, was mortified.

The others were ready to pounce on him for instigating the topic. 

He had tried to dig down and bury himself during which had spurned on further conversation about holes.

The talk which was repeated three separate times for each awakening was never one that resonated with Mikey.

All the shame and worry that the others had didn’t struck Mikey in the same way.

When he’d asked dad, as soon as the others ran away to their respective rooms, Splinter had simply said it was because he wasn’t ready.

He was too young.

Someday soon though, it would come.  

But only age did.

Outside of crushes, puberty hit a house with four teen boys in it.

Changing bodies and hormone horrors.

More shame, more hiding, more and different talks, but still.

Mikey didn’t understand.

There were rushes.

Things he’d wake up too.

His body would do things, but he’d shake it off.

A quick shower and the tide would calm.

He tested, of course.

He’d heard his brothers complain about the aftermath in whispers.

How it was worth it, but at what cost.

The price of admission wasn't worth it, let alone an exit fee.

It hadn’t felt like anything in particular.

A sort of empty pleasure that seemed like a waste.

He didn’t bother and eventually his body evened out.

He waited for the others to join him in passivity.

They only needed to let it pass and, in a way, it did.

It also never left them.  

From then on, they’d talk about it and when they did, he wanted to roll his eyes.

So much effort.

So messy.

Throwing other people into the mix.

For what?

You got the same if not more pleasure from eating a perfectly balanced dish.

You might as well cook.

Or better yet, you could feel the sense of accomplishment that came with seeing the work of art you’d been painting for months come to fruition. 

Oftentimes it never matched your mind's image, but instead became something better.  

That was priceless.

Every second was worth it.

You worked towards something.

Something that could be similarly intangible, but who could argue with those results?

That was what irritated him.

It was so easy for him to live without sex being a thing.

The others were boring.

How could you have a one track mind about something like that?

Blinking wide, Mikey turned to April.

“Don’t… don’t tell me they’re connected?”

Why hadn’t he realized?

In that department, he never thought he was broken.

He’d simply thought the others were addled.

Their sex drives were choked up to their emotional constipations.

He had refused to be Doctor Sex-Ed.

“They’re not.” April offered, quiet as if still not wanting to intrude.

“What?” Mikey needed her to say it.

“Sex and romance.” April responded quick and to the point.

Raph let out a drawled syllable and this time both Leo and Donnie punched the larger turtle’s chest.

“They’re… but I don’t…?”

“There’s labels…” She pulled out her phone.

“We’re not into labels.” Mikey responded automatically as he stared at her fingers tacking over the screen.

Human hands fascinated him.

They were his favorite to draw.

So delicate in comparison to theirs.

Sleek.

Functional.

April held out her phone for him to see and on the screen were horizontal bars in turtle colors and monochromatics.

Resisting reading it aloud, he took the device and flipped through the entry.

This was the flagged representation of aromanticism. 

Romanticism was just as much a spectrum as sexuality. 

There was more. 

There were enormous blocks of text and details. 

He didn’t have time.

Or at least, that’s what the latent rush of his mind said.

He had meant to run to you.

It now seemed like his time would be of better use elsewhere.

 “You don’t have to use a label, but sometimes they help. Like for research.” She shrugged.

“You…” Mikey looked around the faces in the room. “You guys can go. I need to… think about this…”

Donnie nodded first, walking off before Leo patted Raph’s carapace strategically. “Come on Big Red, how about I clear this up for you?”

“Yeah, please.” Raph glanced over to Mikey and hesitated. “You sure? You don’t seem good…”

“I can’t go through the explanation again… And I really don’t want to hear it from Leo.” Mikey gave a deadened stare before flicking his gaze to his blue brother. “No offense.”

“None taken.” Leo tipped his head with a grin. “I already said I wasn’t the expert, that’s why I brought her in.” He snapped toward April and she returned the finger gun before Leo led Raph out.

Now alone with his sister, Mikey held her phone out while simultaneously searching for his own. “Why does Leo keep saying you’ll know?”

“When Leo realized he wasn’t all that straight, he sort of had a crisis.”

Mikey blinked wide. 

As far as he knew, Leo had owned his sexuality. 

All he could remember was Leo’s extravagant coming out which had included a very exact number of unicorns. “Wait, wha-?”

“He was kinda worried about what you guys would think, but mostly he was worried about Splints. Splints doesn’t… come from the best culture for that kind of thing and Leo needed to get out of the lair to talk about it, just in case.”

“I…” Mikey’s gaze dropped, halfway through typing out ‘aromantic’ into his search bar. “I didn’t know he was struggling back then… I- I wasn’t there I-“

“Nope, none of that.” April clapped his arm. “One, it’s in the past and two, it’s like that sometimes. No matter how much your family loves and understands, sometimes you gotta go outside the unit. It’s like being in your own head. You gotta get out.”

“You are family.” Mikey reminded her, knowing full well April had doubted her place through the years.

“You know what I mean.” She flicked his forehead.

He fell back dramatically for the sake of it.

She smirked above him before offering a hand and hoisting him up.

She really could have knocked him off his feet with a finger if she wanted.

“Anyway, back then we had a long talk about it. We had a sleepover, another talk, lunch, another talk. Leo’s pretty damn stubborn. He talked himself in so many circles it was like, boy how did you not know you already weren’t straight?!” She laughed big and loud.

Mikey smiled.

“Anyway, unlike you who needs to come to these conclusions on his own, Leo is the kind of guy that needs to be validated. So I told him about how I realized I was demi.”

“Wait, what do you mean conclusions?” Mikey pouted.

April tilted her head and arched a brow that said it was obvious. “Mikey, seriously? You’re stubborn as hell. If anyone told you how you feel about something, you would purposefully stop just because you were told.”

Mikey pursed his lips until it puckered his whole mouth. “Do not!”

“You’re literally doing it right now.” She pointed with an ace in the hole.

Like his mind was blown, his jaw dropped before he grumbled it away. “Okay maybe…” he had to bite down to keep from saying that he still wasn’t totally sure, but that in and of itself cinched the truth for him. “What’s demi then?”

“I… I mighta thought I was aro for a bit.” She gestured to his phone and he finished up that typing in the search. “You already know I couldn’t connect with my peers. I was always more interested in a scoop or busting baddies than kissing. I felt… like I’d never be part of anything…”

Mikey inhaled sharply, ready to tackle this self consciousness, but April held her hand out to stop him.

“My past, I’m good now.”

Mikey nodded and lowered his guard.

“But then I got to know Casey. Seeing how she was the same. How she also couldn’t fit in with her peers, crappy or not.” She sent Mikey a brow wiggle.

Mikey chuckled.

“We were both outsiders and total enemies to lovers.” April mused wistfully. “I remember the first time I felt it. It was years after she’d turned over her new leaf. We were out camping, the proper one that Splints finally got going.”

Mikey knew the one.

“All those stars and I thought ‘damn someone put them in her eyes.’” April softened at the memory. “I kissed her right then and the sparks…” She shook her head.

“Then… can’t… I be like that? I just need to know Y/N longer and...!”

“Well…” She placed a hand on his shoulder. “You might not. Just because it happened for me, doesn’t mean it’ll happen for you. Remember, we’re all different here. Everyone is. There’s no right way. There’s no wrong one either.”

Mikey slumped and stared as that flag that was populating his search.

If it wasn’t green he thought maybe he could hate it.

That was a lie, all colors had their place.

Blinking at that thought, he walked over and headbutted April’s arm. “Thank you April… This… I needed this.”

“Yeah, you take some time. Whatever you need. You need to talk more, you call me, kay?” She bumped him right back.

“Is there anyone I’m not in debt too?” He mused dryly before heading towards his room. It was there he curled up with his phone and mentally willed himself to engage. It took several re-readings, but eventually the text started to take. Soon, Mikey was exploring every internet resource possible until the glowing starry stick-ons that he covered his ceiling with stared back at his bloodshot eyes. “Aroace, huh?”

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Beta bus round up for my everlasting gratitude toward @tmntxthings and @thepinkpanther83

[keep-the-wolves-close]

Steady Heart

Chapter 2: Deep Stays Down

Pairing: Slow-burn Kayce Dutton × OFC Stella Daniels

Rating: M? (Still figuring out the rating system) (might eventually be M anyhow)

Warnings: Grief, panic, language because I mean let's be honest we've all seen the show lol

Word count: 2,710

Gif credit goes to @bodybebangin (I totally can’t remember if there’s a way to transfer the gif to my post with your profile link on mobile.) Edit I figured it out and I’ll remember for the next time!

Authors Note: Thank you everyone for the interest in my first chapter! Here we are with chapter two! I hope you all like this one too! I had to split chapter 2 into two so technically there’s an extra chapter. So I think I’ll post this early 😂.

I would love to give credits to @dameronscopilot for being a sounding board for me during this whole process, giving outsider insight, a cheerleader, and allowing me to screech at her about things that have happened during the writing process. I seriously couldn’t have gotten this far. 💛

Stella tossed the covers of the bunk back. She reached for her glasses and her phone. It was around 8:30 in the morning. She wasn’t too late, but later than she had planned. Late by ranch standards, for sure. Thankfully no one was in the bunkhouse at the time so she had free reign of the bathroom.

She came out fully dressed and ready for the day. She saw all the men out the kitchen window. ‘All of them, except one.’ She blinked rapidly and air rushed up from her lungs. It was like that thought had just sucker punched her right in the gut. The nausea came back, her fingertips and cheeks went numb. No one came for her. More so, Lee wasn’t barging in, telling her to “Get your ass up and let’s get a move on! You’re holdin’ me up, lil’ bit!” He let her get away with much more than he probably should have.

Leaning forward against the sink, she looked down and tried to catch her breath, open mouthed and salivating. She tried to convince herself to not vomit. ‘In through your nose, out through your mouth girl.’ A groan escaped her. Her eyes welled up and she sank to the floor against the sink cabinets.

Stella slammed her fist on the floor. “Fuck!” She screamed in anguish. Partly regretting hitting the floor so hard, but most of it aimed at the loss of a coworker. A friend. The thought of never seeing him again, never hearing him giving her a hard time about his brother, about how she did something with a particular horse? It hit her like a freight train. One thought after the other. There was an empty crater made by the absence of Lee. One which she didn’t even realize would be there.

She hiccupped and hyperventilated while the tears streamed down her round cheeks. Stella tried to remind herself not to pass out. She could hear Lee's voice, right after she had gotten bucked really hard for the first time. “Big breaths kid. Big breaths.” Her face contorted into sorrow. She gulped air for a minute. Slowly, but surely, her breathing came back to a better rhythm.

Standing carefully, she ran the cold water in the sink. Stella splashed her face and held the cold water around her eyes. She didn’t need to be super swollen and red going out there. Ryan would immediately sniff it out.

Fixing her hair into a bun, she closed the bunkhouse door behind her. Before she had her meltdown, she had seen from the window that John and Rip had brought out Kayce’s horse. She definitely wanted to go and watch; that horse was about to give everyone a run for their money. He listened great for Kayce though. There was something kindred between the two that she noticed yesterday. She didn’t think John would have the patience for him for long.

“Hey Rip, Mr. Dutton.” She smiled at them.

“Hey kid.”

She rolled her eyes at the foreman while laughing. “You do realize I’m 26 now and not 14?”

“Don’t do that to me, Stella-belle.” Rip pleaded playfully.

Stella jested. “What? Make you feel old?”

John grinned at Stella. “If it makes him feel old, then I feel ancient, little girl.”

“Well you do look pretty rusty with that horse, sir.” She joked because of the show the stallion put on while she walked up.

“Oh you think you can do better?” John challenged her.

“I mean, your oldest and youngest did teach me almost everything I know.”

“And who do you think they learned it from?”

“Lloyd.” Stella giggled and hopped up and over the fence. She wiped her hands on her pants. “Let me take a crack at him.”

She handed her glasses to John and said, “Don’t get your dusty fingerprints all up on my lenses, sir.” He chuckled and stepped back to the fence where Rip stood.

“You should invest in contacts, dear.” John joked. He didn’t leave the pen, just in case she needed someone to grab her out. He knew his son’s best friend could be a little reckless when it came to the horses. Lee had seen fit to mention that to him.

“My glasses treat me just fine, thank you.” She pivoted back to the mustang.

“Whoa Tank.” She said softly and outstretched her hand to him. He looked to her, but then at John behind her. He let out a short snort and stomped his front foot.

“Mr. Dutton, no offense, but get out of the pen please.” She could hear him as he shuffled his way out.

He leaned over to Rip and said quietly, “Excuse me, just getting kicked out of my own arena.” They shared a chuckle at her determination.

“I can hear y’all by the way.” She smirked over her shoulder at them. “I work with the rest of these horses nearly every day, so let me try to do my thing.”

Stella stepped forward carefully. “Is that better, bud?” He nickered gently at her, partially satisfied. She chuckled at him. “Just like Kayce,” she said softly.

She clucked twice. “Come here boy.” The stallion took his time as he decided whether or not she was going to betray his trust. Just like she would with Kayce, she let him come to her. Which, he finally broke and decided she was interesting enough.

In her outstretched hand, he placed his muzzle. She began to pet him on his velvety soft nose and forehead. Once she felt that he was comfortable and he wasn’t giving a negative reaction, she started to mess around with his saddle; giving him gentle shoulder pats every so often. She just wanted to be extra sure that if the stud tried to toss her, she would have as much control as possible.

She got close to his ear and said gently, “okay, Tank. You ready to show these boys what we’re made of?” The horse chuffed just a tiny bit, just loud enough that she could hear him. She patted his chest and placed her foot in the stirrup. Stella gauged his reaction and he made it seem like she could proceed. She scrunched her eyebrows in suspicion and gripped the horn, stepping up into the saddle. She didn’t want to pull on his back harder than she needed and piss him off even more.

She sat deep in her seat and took a deep breath. She kept the reins loose, they were split reins anyhow, and her legs soft on his sides. Her heels low to keep her center of gravity. Stella could feel the stallion’s mind brewing. She brought his head up because she didn’t want him to go between his knees.

“Well I’ll be damned,” John muttered.

“Why do you think Lee and I gave her the position to work beside him with the horses, sir?”

“It’s okay, boy. You’re doing gre— shit!” Stella grabbed the horn tight and pulled her legs close because Tank took off in a flying leap.

He bounced them both around for the longest 10 seconds of Stella’s life. He tried to flip them, but she loosened her legs and pulled his head sharp into the inside lead causing him to lose momentum. She could hear Lee screaming at her in her head to get him on the inside and get his head back from him. The stud took a step to the side to gain balance. Tank made his displeasure known as he hollered and tried to toss her more times than she could count.

Stella flexed his neck and made him move forward. She, at the very least, wanted to get him to listen to her. There was a lot of work she was going to have to put in with this one. ‘Of course Lee left me the difficult one.’ She kept pushing him forward in long strides around the arena and finally he ground to a halt with an agitated squeal. They were both breathing heavily, but she refused to let him catch her off guard again. She flexed the inside rein again.

“Come on Tank, work with me here.” He tried to step on the outside lead to get away from her direction, but she brought him back in. He allowed her to trot him over to the two man audience they had. At least she had thought it was just Rip and Mr. Dutton. Everyone else from the bunkhouse had joined in to watch the free rodeo.

Lloyd looked proud. “We could make you a rodeo queen yet, little bit.”

Stella let out a full belly laugh. “Oh my god, Lloyd. Hell no. I like where my spine is. I’ll be just fine without the buckle.”

She stopped in front of John and he passed her glasses over to her. “He’s got a lot of work ahead of him, but I really don’t think anyone but Kayce is gonna be able to do anything with him. Or at least have him agreeable. This is absolutely your son’s horse, sir.” She got down and gave Tank a few good pats on his shoulder.

John and Stella shared a look of understanding and she put her glasses back on. They both knew exactly what she meant about Tank being Kayce’s. More so, Kayce being Tank’s. She breathed a chuckle through her nose and handed the reins over to Rip.

“I’ll keep trying with him tomorrow. I’ll talk to Kayce about him if you want me to?” She offered.

She watched Rip walk off and holler out, “Jimmy! Saddle up! We’ll make you a cowboy, yet.” Bless that man for what they were about to do to him.

“Yeah Stella. You do that for me.” John directed her.

She sent a text to Kayce. Hey, you got a minute to talk about that horse of yours? When she brought her eyes back up from her phone, she almost choked at the sight before her. Jimmy was now duck taped to Tank and being given explicit directions by Rip. Stella wandered over to her brother and Colby. She heard them placing bets on the horse or Jimmy.

“That horse has a name, ya know.”

“And what would that be, little bit?” Colby asked sarcastically.

She bit back. “His name is Tank if you would have paid attention at all.” She came to occupy the space between the bro-buds and Mr. Dutton and Rip.

“Do I detect some defensiveness?” Ryan goaded her.

Stella leaned forward on the fence and placed her foot up on a rung. “I never said I wasn’t gonna put money on the horse. I just want you to use his name, is all. Respect him and he’ll respect you. Maybe.” She cracked a smile. “I put $20 on Tank.” John let out a gruff chuckle from her right hand side. “I expect both of you to pay up too.” She joked to her bosses.

Ryan hissed through his teeth at her as Rip and John guffawed at her challenge. “Stella Lee!”

“What?” She bounced her shoulders. “Alls fair. Isn’t that right, gentlemen?” She focused on Jimmy and the horse, bouncing around just like she and John had been not long before. She felt for the poor kid because they were so rough on him, but he needed to harden up some.

Silence overtook her. This is where she would have been standing while watching Lee in the pen. Ryan glanced over at his sister when he realized she had gone silent.

He leaned toward her. “You okay?”

“I will be.” She murmured back. She didn’t have the energy to get into it.

Ryan questioned quietly. “Lee?” She confirmed silently. He sighed and placed an arm around her. “We’ll get through this, Stellee. I promise.”

Her phone buzzed in the back pocket of her jeans. Pulling it out, she glanced at the message preview. If you mean my father’s horse, I guess I got some time.

She replied. You want me to call you?

“Hey, I’ll be right back. I might gotta make a phone call.” Stella announced to the men as she removed herself from under her brother's arm. She figured the barn would be the closest and quietest place. Jamie was just walking up as she made her exit, and she acknowledged him in a quick greeting.

In through the side door she went. She figured she could say hi to her baby at the same time. Abigail made a happy noise at her arrival. Stella caressed her muzzle fondly. “Come on girl, back up.” She clucked twice and gently pushed her muzzle and the bay roan moved backward. Opening the stall door, she moved inside to the cleanest part and made herself comfortable on the floor to wait for Kayce’s approval to call.

She heard movement from the front of the barn. Her eyebrows pulled together. It was past morning turnout, and it wasn’t feed time, so no one should really be in here. She went to move back out into the hallway when she faintly heard John talking to Jamie.

“Did they identify Kayce?” John asked. Stella tilted her head quizzically and stopped moving. What did they mean, “identify Kayce”?

Jamie answered. “Not yet.”

“Who are the agents we’re talking about?” John asked.

“It’s, uh, Tom Reynolds and Aaron McReary.” Jamie offered up.

John pursed his lips in contemplation. “Reynolds I can deal with. I don’t know this McReary.”

“Yeah, he lives in the south end of the valley. Word is he likes his religion.”

“As in ���won’t tell a lie” likes it?”

“Yeah, that would be my guess.” Jamie exhaled heavily.

“Find out where he goes to church. Anything else?” John thought twice. “Anything else? You said there were a few.”

Jamie sighed. “The medical examiners report. You’re not gonna like it.”

“Who else has seen the report?” As John questioned his second oldest son, Stella leaned forward to try and peek out the bars of the stall.

“The only ones who have seen it, want it to change.”

“Then it’ll change.” John started walking in her direction. Stella withdrew from the bars and bent down in the front corner to avoid being seen.

“It means they’re doctors. Which means they took an oath and it wasn’t to you. No matter what we do the photographs won’t change. The body won’t change. It’ll tell the same story to anybody who looks.” Jamie started to raise his voice.

“The body is buried, Jamie. Relax.”

“Yeah, but when they see the report…”

Abigail chose the most inopportune time to snort loudly. Stella squeezed her eyes shut, fixed her glasses, and put her hand on the underside of Abigail’s stomach. She tried to convince her to be quiet.

“When they see the report what?”

“When they see –,” John spoke over Jamie.

“–You think I’m just gonna let them dig up my son?”

“When they see the report they’re not gonna ask, they’re just gonna do it, dad.”

“Don’t say it –,”

“–I think–,”

“–Don’t say it –,”

“–I think we should beat them to it.”

“Don't even think it!”

Stella could hear things getting heated. She wanted to know, but also didn’t. She looked at the stall window that faced the one back paddock for the horses. Silently she thanked God for her girl having one of the few rooms with a VIP view. She gave Abigail a pat and tried to quietly climb out the window. She accidentally leaned back against the open section and it bounced against the barn. She grimaced as her feet dropped to the ground semi-gracefully. She thought she was in the clear as she took off. Unbeknownst to Stella, John had heard the noise from Abigail’s stall on his way out.

She was gonna have to go around the barn the long way to avoid running into John. She made an immediate left to wrap back around and texted Kayce. Actually, can I just meet you at your house?

There was only a few minutes in between messages. Yeah, that’s fine with us. Stella thanked God above and darted to her car. She didn’t catch John as he peeked around the corner and watched her race off.

Comments, thoughts, commentary, and asks are welcome! Just please be gentle lol. 🤓

[mlemedt]

Fake Dates & Mooncakes- Sher Lee

💛💛💛🤍🤍 (3/5)

I was first recommended this book in Waterstones Pride Collection, so I suppose I'm a bit late reading this. I'm usually up for anything Pride since the representation is just heartwarming, and encouraging the normalisation of marginalised groups is always a plus.

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The novel follows the perspective of Dylan Tang, a 16 year-old helping out with his Aunts small takeout, and his romantic exploits with Theo Somers. However, it did very much feel like I was simply following him. Dylan was one of those characters were things sort of just happen to them, rather than him making active decisions. This wasn't the case all the time, it was just quite noticeable after coming off 'The Virgin Suicides' where the entire story is an active decision. It wasn't a huge problem but it stunted Lee's ability to show off his personality, so at times I wasn't entirely sure what his aspirations were.

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I felt, surprisingly, there wasn't actually much commentary within this novel, which, as I said in my review of 'Psyche & Eros,' is not always a bad thing. A novel can simply entertain you and in this case warm you up a bit. I was just expecting at least some discussion on their sexuality and perhaps how that has impacted them, especially Theo being a part of such a high profile family, but alas there was not. I read 'Red White & Royal Blue' last year, which was fun and warming, but still had, granted a small discussion of how scary it can be to come out and be perceived fully, especially in high profile positions. It's an interesting decision to write a romance like this, and that not be a discussion point. It just would've added an extra layer, and also help make the characters feel more real. However, I suppose Lee may prefer passive representation, which is just as valid. Simply having more gay characters out there can do a lot for the publishing industry and society's perception of them too.

However, I loved Lee's exploration into Chinese and Singaporean culture and what it's like to be mixed race, in a home away from home. I honestly wasn't expecting it but I can tell a lot of effort went into bringing Lee's culture to life. Furthermore, the detail of writing in the cooking scenes, actually made me hungry, and could encourage anyone to go out an try a new dish.

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I feel horrible critiquing a book like this because it was genuinely soothing and fun to read, but however at times it didn't read fantastically. For instance the two hit a major bump in their relationship, but their confrontation only lasts around a page, before they suddenly realised what has actually happened. The pacing was just a bit funny at times, the chapter begins with a major point but it sizzles out by the next page. Some instances also had quite unbelievable characters. I hate to make this comparison, but at points it felt like a Wattpad.

To be fair, I wasn't looking for anything high profile and it did it's job making me happy for them and bringing a smile to my soul. Anyway, I can't comment on the quality of writing when I am not a writer myself, I'm just noting some observations. Perhaps others felt different.

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This is one of my shorter reviews apparently, because it was simply fun to read and I don't have much to complain about. Perhaps not perfectly executed regarding character and literary detail, but fun nevertheless. And anyway, no piece of writing can be perfect anyway.

♥♥♥

-Gaia

⚠Content Warnings⚠

-Mild and Infrequent swearing

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Lookism Chapter 427 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

BRUH, I GOT CHILLS WHILE READING THIS CHAPTER WTH. SHIRO ONI SUPREMACYYYY 🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

OK GO OFF, MAD DOG KING 🔥

Ryuhei… the Japanese version of GOO? Hold up.

War Freak Blondie + Manwhore Blondie = CRAZY BLONDIE SUPREMACY 👬🏼💛

Look at them and their weapons. What badasses.

SIRRRRRR. LISTEN SHAWTY, BABY GIRL GUN, IDK IF YOU WANNA GO OR IF YOU WANNA “go”. 👁🫦👁 IM ALREADY DOWN BAD FOR YOU, LIKE I CANT-

(Bro got me sobbing and shiii. If he wasn’t in Lookism, he would’ve looked like a male lead for a romance manhwa or something. I’m not even gonna FRONT WITH YOU RN GUN, LIKE PLS- 😳 he looks like a daddy, I’m ASDFGHJKLAAJAHAHSHS)

Also, what type of KINKY ASS SHIT IS THIS??? LIKE, HUH? Ok PTJ, you might be onto something and I’m here to listen… 👀

DEADASS, ME WHILE I SAW THOSE SCENES. WTH. ALSO I STG, PTJ KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING WHILE DRAWING THESE PANELS. IT’S OBVIOUSLY A SLUT-ON-SLUT FIGHT.

This scene was cold, ngl. 🧊

IT’S HIS ICONIC FACE AGAIN.

Bye Ryuhei, it was nice knowing you… 😭👋🏽

(THERE IT IS AGAIN. THAT TERRIFYING DEMON FACE. AHAHAHAHA)

GUN LOOKS SO GOOFY HERE, BAHAHAHAHAHA. I'M DYING-

BYE RYUHEI, YOU���RE DONE. YOU’RE DONE NOW.

Omg Eugene, you did not-

DAAAAANG. GOD IS ON YOUR SIDE NOW? WHEN DID EUGENE BECOME A PROPHET? SHEESH !!! EUGENE SACRIFICED RYUHEI LIKE HE WAS ABRAHAM, LIKE DAMN.

Ugh, I can’t lie. James Lee is also looking pretty fine. (I mean, he always serves bro. You don’t even question it.)

Ok, but let me talk about this panel right here. I really love the contrast how PTJ drew this scene, with this dark and light theme. It looks like a work of art imo. A battle for the heavens. This panel is giving you a closer look at how there’s going to be a serious fight and shit is actually about to go down. Gun and James here look like inhumane beings who are about to go all out, and we’re finally going to see the full strength of what Gun is actually capable of. James Lee will be a potential fighter against Gun and we’ll be able to see that in the next chapter. Who will peril in the end?

OK SIR. YOU ARE MAKING ME LOSE IT IN THIS CHAPTER!!! (IM LITERALLY BITING ON MY FIST BECAUSE OF THIS PANEL, HELP-)

In Gun’s head: “THAT’S MY SON RIGHT THERE.”

(Gun showing off Daniel like a proud parent who’s seeing their son off on their first day of school. Also, I completely forgot. James Lee is basically the only one who knows about Daniel and his other body while the rest don’t even know about it. That’s why he was also surprised about seeing OG Daniel’s progress. Correct me if I'm wrong because I forgot a lot of things from the previous chapters. )

But the end of this chapter though...

WE GET TO FINALLY SEE GUN PARK 👹 VS. JAMES LEE 😇

God, James Lee is so pretty here. Pretty angel boy.

Gun looks hella evil here LMAO, Devil Man.

PTJ giving us heat after heat, nonstop excitement. Gun just pulled up and now IT'S JAMES LEE'S TURN??? Nah, it's a wrap. Prepare yourselves for a throw down next chapter because shit's about to go down. 😈

[look-at-the-soul]

All we’d ever need (Part 14)

Tommy Shelby x reader

Series master list

One more part and we’ll go to the races! Thank you @lyarr24 one more time for the original idea and help 💛

Hello everybody! I hope you like this part… everything will be explained here. Remember when they went to the chalet on chapter 8? There’s a flashback here connected to that part.

The chalet surrounded by a sunflowers field is inspired by Lee’s moodboard 🌻

As Tommy was turning off the lights of the drawing room, Y/N walked in, with a cup between both hands, his coat over her shoulders.

“How did it go?”

“She took the bait… wants to see me again on Friday, but I told her I’d be busy.” Tommy guided Y/N into his lap, he was sitting in front of the fire.

“As soon as you called to let me know you were coming back with Grace, the car parked a couple of meters away drove off, but it soon came back before you arrived, when you walked in, it went away again for good.”

“I knew they were watching the house.” He sighed. “Mr. Chaplin sent you his best wishes by the way.”

“Oh, he’s so kind.” She blushed. “Did he like his cufflinks?” Tommy nodded.

“He says you have private screening of his movies for the rest of your life.” She loved to see Tommy smiling.

During her last check up, she ran into a man she didn’t recognize at first, then he introduced himself as Charlie Chaplin, as the two of them talked about what they were doing at the hospital, she saw Tommy approaching them. Joining the talk, they started chatting about Birmingham, both realizing they shared a Romani bond and started talking about the travel life, he asked them about the baby and her jewelry designs, they chatted for a long time as if they were friends his bodyguard joined a moments later excited to see Tommy after a long time. Mr. Chaplin was in the city to promote his latest movie and offered them tickets as a present, unfortunately she had been having a couple of hard days with the pregnancy and had to decline the invitation. The following day, Wag his bodyguard showed up with the film at Ada’s house so she and Tommy could see it.

“How did you come up with that idea again?”

“Well, after we watched the film and you went to the betting shop, James asked me for help to brainstorm some ideas for his novel, I suggested the idea of the man lying to his ex-lover to make her believe he wanted her back, then Mr. Chaplin arrived with a couple of toys for the baby… he was so kind and when James interrupted us to ask for more ideas, Mr. Chaplin started asking him as well about his writing and then suggested the man should try to impress the woman but a trip to Paris sounded like a cliché, he then joked with you should make them go to see Charlie Chaplin to impress her, but James loved the idea.” She was playing with his tie, one of his arms around her back and the other one resting on her lap. “James is a good kid, from an important family.”

“And then you came up with the brilliant idea of me taking Grace to see him.” Y/N nodded. “Can’t believe he agreed with you to do that.”

“Well he has a mean vein deep down too, he’s an actor I guess it wasn’t so hard to tell her she should be a movie star.”

It was obvious Y/N wanted revenge as much as him.

“Are you leaving tomorrow for the chalet?”

Leaning her head against his shoulder, she nodded. “Will you come down to see us before the races?”

“Of course I will.”

———

Tommy had rejected May twice already, she was hurt and deep down he knew she would try anything to get something from him, she was literally asking for crumbs.

There wasn’t a way out of this, he had dug his own grave, it had been a bad idea to go and try to ‘break up’ with May, now she was offended by his honesty and she simply didn’t give a fuck that he just confessed about having feelings for someone else.

“Feel sorry for me. It’s fine.” May stated, walking towards him.

Taking him by surprise, she pressed her lips against his, Tommy pulled away immediately, not kissing her back, holding her by the arms to stop her, his rejection was evident and blunt. But she didn’t care, she was desperate for a man.

“This isn’t right, May.” He started to say, but she interrupted him.

“Because your horse will come fifth or sixth… But I’ll win you.” She felt hurt when he didn’t respond to her lips, but she still had the odds on her side thanks to the horse.

He stayed right there by the water trough, looking at the fishes, questioning himself how he could’ve complicated something very simple, he shouldn’t have started playing any games with May, she had contacts in the board and a big part of his plan relied on her to make it. But he couldn’t keep playing this game with her.

***

“I’m so glad to see you!” Esme hugged her tightly and offered a basket with fruit and things for the baby.

“Come in, have a seat, please.” Y/N poured her a glass of water. “I still have a lot of things to do and fix in here.” Y/N admitted with a loud sigh while looking around. She had been knitting a small curtain for the window by the kitchen.

“How are you? How’s the baby?”

“We’re doing alright, growing…” Caressing the bump, she invited Esme to touch her.

At six months now, there was no way to hide it, the baby had been moving a lot lately making it almost impossible for her to have a proper sleep.

“Heard Polly arguing with Tommy about you being here on your own.” She tried to stay away, following John’s advice, but she couldn’t look the other way and pretend nothing happened. The Shelby’s never explained anything, they just decided and acted upon it.

Y/N shuddered. “It’s alright, I actually like it here, the fresh air, the silence…” Trying not to think of the possibility of losing Tommy after the races, she thought. But deep down, she was scared something bad could happen to him.

Esme took her hands and gave Y/N a slightly squeeze. “I know it must be hard for you, but I’m glad you finally dumped him, it’s not fair that he saw the bitch behind your back. Grace and him are the same trash.”

Y/N’s face expression froze as she heard Esme’s words.

“How do you know that Tommy saw Grace?”

Esme didn’t know what to say. “I… I thought you knew, isn’t it that why you’re here?”

Y/N shook her head.

***

Polly saw the bastard of Campbell leave her nephew’s office, she was behind the curtain and she tried everything in her power to not shoot him right there.

No, she needed to let her mind cool off first.

Revenge is something you eat cold. It tastes better that way.

Walking over the office, she entered it without knocking.

“Russell was notified of the explosion in his house, the invitation to stay at the Midland Hotel is sent, I’ll get him a whore.”

“Good.” Tommy looked at Polly. “How are you?”

“Don’t talk to me like that!” She was so angry. “Whatever you’ve planned, you have to swear that you’ll let me finish that prick.”

“He’s all yours, cos if you don’t take care of him, I’ll make him regret the day he crossed paths with me.”

Polly lighted a cigarette and stayed quiet, as if taking her nephew’s words into consideration.

“I’m giving Michael some money.” She took a seat and leaned her elbows against the desk. “So he can go to London after the races.”

“Are you asking for permission to take the money?” Tommy intertwined his fingers behind the back of his head. “Or are you just letting me know?”

“Just telling, of course.”

Tommy nodded. “And why are you so sure he’s gonna do that, ey?”

“Why wouldn’t he?”

He raised his eyebrows and a smirk appeared in his lips. “Want to bet?”

“He’s my son, I know him better than you.”

“If Michael stays you’re going to change the diapers for a month.” He offered Polly his hand open.

“Oh like hell.”

“If you know your son…” There it was the arrogance in his eyes.

They were always making stupid bets like that. It was in their blood. But Polly gave Tommy her hand anyways.

“If he goes-” But she was interrupted by John’s loud chanting.

“The job is done.” He beamed proudly taking a long puff of his cigar.

“What’s this?” Polly took it from his mouth, not the usual cigarettes they used. It was an expensive one.

“Aunt Pol!” He complained.

Tommy clicked his fingers at his brother. “Hopefully now you’ll give me a break and stop fucking whining, John.” He had been eager to have some responsibilities, lead something. So finally, Tommy gave him a chance and he did a good job, Tommy raised his glass at his brother and downed his whiskey.

“You’ve to admit that it was perfect.” John rubbed one hand against the other.

“He’s like a fucking rooster crowing.” Polly rolled her eyes.

Tommy knew John so well, but he deserved some recognition. “Do you have the men ready?”

“I’m working on it.” John moved his hands and then placed them in front of him.

“Go on and don’t come back until they’re ready.” Tommy ordered.

“What about Finn? He wants to be involved.”

Tommy shook his head. “No, he stays out of this.”

Refilling his glass, he was left alone one more time in his office.

***

“Esme you’ve to swear you’re not telling anyone about this.” Y/N pleaded.

Flashback

“Look right there.” Tommy pointed at a small house in the middle of the road.

Holding her hat in place, the surprise in her face couldn’t be hidden.

“Tommy it’s beautiful!” Y/N moved her hand to hold his. “And look at that.” The chalet was surrounded by a field of sunflowers, the lovely color illuminating everything, the place exuded peace.

“I’m happy to know that you liked it.” Turning off the engine in front of the property he tried to hide his own excitement.

Y/N ran off from the car, she was glowing.

“The previous owners just left, I sent someone to do some deep cleaning, and the bed is new and bigger.” His eyebrows moved up and down in a flirtatious motion.

“Then stop talking.” Cupping his face between her hands, Y/N kissed him with everything she got, no barriers, no questions, no doubts.

She liked this, the privacy, not having to worry about being too loud as his hips were thrusting hard, inhibitions gone, she let him pleasure her body the way he wanted to.

Later in bed, laying in his arms, his fingers were all over her stomach. He was in awe she was growing his baby.

He was determined to be a good father, a good husband, she made him want that. What he didn’t get to know. Everything he did, everything little sacrifice he made and the risks he took was to give his family a good life.

“The other day I burned the letter that Grace sent you.” She announced carefully. “I didn’t want to read it, because it was written to you… but if you don’t write back… what if she shows up one day?”

Tommy’s eyes were looking at Y/N’s.

“Honestly, she can go fuck herself for all I care.” For some time, he went back into old habits like whores and snow until Y/N came to live with Polly.

“You’re not curious of what she has to say?” But before she could finish her question, Tommy was already shaking his head. “She’d be a good match for Campbell, from what you’ve said of him.”

“There’s a place in hell for both of them.”

Taking a cigarette, he realized he ran out of matches, so he just let it hanging from his mouth.

“Sometimes I want to them pay… sometimes I don’t want to waste me time and energy on them.” He got up from the bed looking for something to light his cigarette.

“And what if you can get revenge from both at once?” Tommy looked at Y/N, rubbing his jaw.

“I’m listening…”

He saw Y/N putting on his undershirt, he was only wearing his shorts.

“If you ever get the chance to make them pay… would you do it?”

Without hesitation, he answered: “I would.”

“Remember… they looked Tommy-fucking-Shelby the wrong way.” She opened one of the drawers. “And what would piss them the most?”

She couldn’t find any matches. A smile started to grow in Tommy’s lips.

“Play with them the same way they played with you; make her believe you want her back, let him think that she’s back in your life.” There was a box with old postcards and some small wire ring. “You win the races and go on with your life. You’ll get nothing from it, but sometimes, the satisfaction of fucking them over is enough.”

Tommy walked seductively towards Y/N, who was now kneeling in bed holding the metal ring between her fingers. She asked Tommy what it was.

“You know, it’s so sexy to see you all worked up.”

“This is a chess game… the Queen protecting her King, I’m only protecting mine.”

“I knew you were a smart woman when you started working at the betting shop finding irregular bets, and your jewelry designs are incredible… but sometimes you scare the fuck outta me, because you’re a step ahead all of us.” His hands found her bump, and then moved around her waist. “You’re the quiet one always watching, always thinking, you move everything around the way you please…” Tommy started kissing Y/N’s cheek, jaw and nose. “You’re a fucking genius, did you know that?”

He finally reached her lips, but as he was about to kiss her, Y/N interrupted him.

“You haven’t told me what’s this?”

Tommy took it from her hand and smiled widely.

“This, love is the safety pin for a hand grenade, I’m using later…”

(End of flashback)

Esme was looking at her with her mouth hanging open.

***

Thinking he needed to keep his mind busy, he decided to call Alfie.

“I thought you’d come after me for sending your brother to jail.”

“And I thought you’d be getting ready for the races Alfie.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Tommy heard him groan.

Smirking, he leaned back on his chair. “Oh, I see Mr. Sabini’s still keeping you in the dark.”

“The fuck do you know mate?”

“I want you to dismiss the chargers against me brother.”

“Speak.”

“Do you have your tickets for the races Alfie?”

Tommy heard the other side of the line deadly quiet, he decided to give him some time to think.

“Are you gonna let the bastard slip with this away?” Tommy took the phone and paced around the table.

“Ollie? Ollie! Move your arse to the police station and tell them you made a terrible mistake, Mr. Shelby was nothing but a kind man who got a bit drunk, but he wouldn’t kill a single soul.” Tommy heard over the phone. “Why? … Fucking why? Did you ask me why? I know it’s past eight, you would be starting the truck by now!” A loud bang filled the silence until Alfie took the phone again. “Now… where were we? Right… I’m going to ask you for a little favor here, between us, it’ll be like taking out a hair of a cat for you, mate.”

“I’ll be excited to help.”

“How about an exporting license.”

***

The chalet seemed like a different place since the last time he was there, his men had been helping Y/N moving furniture around, installing some flower wallpaper in the room they had destined for their baby.

Polly was so altered that her goddaughter was alone, but Tommy knew her better than anyone, she wasn’t scared to be alone, it had actually made her good the country side. As his arms circled her automatically, he was simply glad to see her. A lot of things were on his mind.

“I’ve missed you.” Y/N closed her eyes as his scent filled her.

“It’s been hard days without you next to me… how are you feeling?” He looked at her stomach. “This looks nice, so cozy.”

“We’re doing fine.” Taking his hand, Y/N walked to the small couch, so both of them could speak. “Tommy… Esme knows, I had to tell her the Campbell and Grace revenge plan, but she won’t say a word to John.”

“That’s why she’s not looking at me as if she wanted to kill me anymore.” He chuckled.

“She thought you were seeing her behind my back.”

“Doesn’t matter.” He took her hand between his and started playing with her fingers. “I need to tell you something.”

“What is it?”

And he started to tell her about May and how she tried to press him for a kiss, but she only had time to brush her lips against him before he stopped her and then walked away with nothing, he told Y/N she didn’t take his reject well and would make the horse lose the race.

“I used to think she was nice, and I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but she needs to learn that her place in your life is only as the horse trainer.” Her kiss was hungry, full of her love for him, she wouldn’t allow a filly trainer try to kiss her man again. With her lips over his, she would make him forget that woman’s.

***

Next part: The Derby

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[h4chi]

SOMEDAY

summary yn is a famous musician who has always dreamt of having her own castle to explore, no school to attend and a simple life. prince park sunghoon, on the other hand, would rather see the world from a stage than staying inside of his family’s enormous castle, being obliged to attend important, royal meetings. eventually, yn is invited one day at the park’s castle to meet the royal family before performing at the annual Hybe beneficial concert, and that’s where she meets sunghoon, who has finally convinced his parents to let him attend the famous “HAC”. but the next thing they know is that they’re in the other’s body.

pairing prince sunghoon x rock star, female reader

genre “strangers” to friends to lovers, young adult, speculative romance, social media au + short written chapters, crack (if i’m funny enough for your standards), fiction

featuring enhypen, lee chaeyeon and kim minju (ex iz*one), ningning (aespa), yangyang (nct), ive, bahiyyih (kep1er), txt, loona

warnings swearing, probably angst, slow burn romance, mentions of food, suggestive jokes, sometimes using seulgi pics for reference, more will be added

status COMPLETED

start jan 27 2022 end mar 31 2022

taglist CLOSED! send an ask to be added : @abdiitcryy @lunaflvms @msxflower @rionah @certainyouthpeanut @blxckcatner0 @tadpoltail @qghosty @papiibuprofen @wonieleles @jjklvr00 @sophhloaff @arizejkt19 @reallyraesn @nishmrriki @rrvvby @soobin-chois @jiawji (italics couldn’t be tagged)

disclaimers english is not my first language. this work is inspired by makoto shinkai’s your name and barbie’s princess & the popstar. this story is purely fiction, anything that also happened in real life is just a coincidence. the character’s behavior does not necessarily reflect the idol’s one in real life.

profiles rock stars | royals | others

01. cause you’re a Slay!

02. that’s P, i guess [written]

03. i’m not using the restroom today

04. girlbossing. or should i say boybossing [written]

05. u don’t see shit 😂 [written]

06. that dog from the russia meme [written]

07. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7-Eleven

08. i was just messing w you silly !

09. cray-cray-crazy

10. why did i wake up to my hair looking like this ???

11. cara revenge vengeance

12. did u think it would be funny

13. do we act like we know each other [written]

14. sofia the first kinnie

15. butterfly by loona [written]

16. he doesn’t even know me

17. get in loser we’re going shopping

18. monster high fright song

19. you’re so sexy /j

20. yo no hablo español

21. oh back when i was younger [written]

22. smule karaoke [written]

23. the real sofia shady

24. is this my breakdown week

25. 어떡해 [written]

26. 7 rings [written]

27. run2u

28. pay me the rent 💛💛

29. no twilight slander

30. it happened.

31. main dancer material

32. sumin autograph

33. darari challenge

34. in my dreams (you love me back) [written]

35. the internet is setting them up

36. oh i see how it is

37. another one

38. we don’t talk about brunaur

39. friendly my ass

40. just confess already

41. it’s the real sofia shady

42. howl’s moving castle [written]

43. (epilogue) no more dream

bonus chapters

good days in my mind

© H4CHI 2022 do not copy or repost anywhere.

[merry-kuroo]

My Top 10 Webtoons (2020-2021)

So, it’s been one year since I started Webtoons/Manwha. At first I downloaded the app to read Tower of God, then I started reading more stuff and now I’m deep into Webtoon hell lol. Anyway, I just wanted to share my Top 10 series...tbh there’s a few more I wish I could add to this list, but I’m not done reading them yet.

So...here :)

Sorry for any typos or any incoherent thoughts. I'm very very tired :)And there are spoilers for some of these series.

1.) Back to You

Honey B has the prettiest art oh my God. 😍

I’m a huge fan of time travel stories where the protagonist is trying to save someone else. In Hanyoung’s case, she decides to save the boy she was in love with Jaehyun.

I really don’t have much to say about this except that I really enjoy it, and things have been going too smoothly in the story atm and I’m expecting something bad to happen at any second. 👁👄👁

2.) See You in my 19th Life

Lee Hey is incredible. This another story where the art is gorgeous, and I like the story in this one a lot more. The progression of Seoha and Jiuem’s relationship is really sweet 🥰. I’m curious to see how Jieum’s sister and Seoha react when they find out who she truly is...I don’t think it’ll go well :’)

A Good Day To Be a Dog is another awesome series by them which I recommend too, but I like this story a lot more.

3. The Remarried Empress

The Remarried Empress is about a cool, sophisticated, intelligent woman who has to deal with her cheating idiot of a husband😡, and his mistress...who is also a idiot...and manipulative 🙄

But it’s okay because Navier has Heinrey and everything will be okay!! Hopefully...lol. 😅

This was one of the first stories I started reading when I downloaded the Webtoon app. I wasn’t too sure at first about continuing it, but the drama and Navier’s comebacks were so good that I had to keep coming back twice a week to read new episodes.

Navier will keep winning and she will get everything that she deserves 🥰

4.) Let's Play

Hilarious and relatable...Let’s Play 🎮 is definitely a story near and dear to my heart. I’m very excited to Sam’s growth in season 3!!

Look, just go read it. Then you’ll know why it’s in my Top 5 haha.

5.) My Deepest Secret

MDS is wild as hell 😳, but at least Yohan is there 😅 Season 3 has been fantastic so far, and I’m kind of scared of how the series is going to end... I don't know what kind of life Emma can have at this point.

6.) Siren's Lament

Lyra, Shon, and Ian my loves 🥰😍💕💞💚💙💛

Siren’s Lament is a beautiful story. I have a lot of respect for the author being a student and working on this at the same time haha. Props to her for managing that!

I don’t know too much about Sirens, but reading this made me want to read up more about the lore surrounding them. Siren’s Lament did a good job of adding its own unique twist to the lore.

10/10 recommend

7.) Tower of God

Yeah, boi. The anime left off on a cliffhanger, then I realized we weren’t going to get a season 2. So, I decided to read TOG from the beginning because I heard that some things were skipped in the anime (and yes quite a bit was different and a few scenes were cut).

I’m currently at the Workshop Battle. Team Sweet and Sour are my favs, but I have a feeling something bad will happen to them 😥

The amount of episodes is still daunting to me, but I know I’ll be caught up one day. 🥲

8.) The Kiss Bet

The Kiss Bet is really cute 🥰 The second season was definitely an improvement. Each chapter left a smile on my face, and I impatiently waited for the next one.

I was rooting for Patrick, but now I ship Sara and Oliver ahahaha. I’m super excited for season 3 because the drama is going to be soooo goooood. I want to find out more about Oliver and Joe’s family situation or at least see their mom.

9.) Nice to Meet You

NTMY gave me a boost of serotonin every week 😁. Like no joke. I had a big ass smile on my face after finishing a chapter. Every chapter was just tooth rotting fluff. Wyn is best boi, but it sucks that he’ll be suffering from second boy syndrome in the upcoming season 😢

10.) unOrdinary

At first I didn’t like unOrdinary...I’m not to sure what happened, but all of sudden I became obsessed with it and began binge reading it.

The fight scenes were awesome and I’m excited to see the Wellston students take down the authorities and Ember. I’m glad John is a lot better now because damn it was hard seeing him so destructive. Hopefully, things will be okay for him and Seraphina now (I doubt it. Too much is up in the air).

My favorite trio - Remi, Isen, and Blyke...I love them and they are in so much trouble rn. I wonder how they’ll get out of it.

Honorable mentions:

- SubZero

- Flow

- Her Bucket List

- I Love Yoo

- LUMINE

- Midnight Poppy Land

So yeah those are my Top 10! I hope to do another list next year because I'm sure the rankings on this list will end up changing 🥰

[constitutionalweasleymonarchy]

WIP Challenge 😁❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍❤😁🤩🤩 Rules: tell us the titles of all the WIPs you are currently working on right now and a little about them. Then tag five other writers.

Thank you for the tag @unspeakable3! It is the law, you know, to respond to these kinds of things, and I am a law-abiding citizen so here we go.

The Pride of Burrough House -- A Regency-era Muggle AU romance about all of the Weasley siblings, but with a lot of emphasis on Percy, George, Ron, and Ginny. Mostly cheeky fun inspired heavily by Austen and Heyer, but with a more serious/angsty tone at some points.

These idiots are frankly delightful to write in this setting, and it's going to be a behemoth of a story as I'm doing a plotline for each of the 7, sort of alternating and winding them together over the course of (in the story) 2 years.

Canon ships with some detours along the way, as well as endgame Fred/Lee Jordan, living Marauders, and LGBTQA+ rep.

Irrational -- A Percy/Audrey quiet romance I've been writing since the dawn of time, i.e. 2009. (There were about 8 years in there where I wasn't writing fic.) It's what drew me back to fic in the first place because I was really sad that I hadn't completed it.

Irrational is about, among other things, accepting someone for the wonderfully imperfect person they are. Audrey doesn't judge Percy, she's not there to fix him or loosen him up, she's just there to love him for who he is because, like me, she really wouldn't change him for the world, even if he is kind of an asshat sometimes.

I also love this fic because I've really grown as a writer while working on it. Both because of the fic itself and also just because of the passage of time from when I started writing it to now. I think it's pretty evident as the story progresses, as well. Like there are things I would ideally have gone back and changed about how it started/ how I set everything up, but at the time I didn't want to scrap it and start over. I still love it, though; it's close to my heart, and I like the direction I've been able to take it after picking it up again.

I guess "WIP" doesn't necessarily have to be "multi-chapters currently being posted," so I figured I'd also throw out there that I'm working on another awkwardcringeyfunny Percy/Audrey smut one-shot, this time called Inaudible.

inAUDible

...I'll see myself out.

Your turn (if you like) @inmyownlittlecorner5 @acnelli @folk-melody @adenei @reallybeth9

[buckyownsmylife]

WIP LIST

The one where you're a bartender and Henry wants youI decided to make a works in progress list so you guys know what I’m working on. That way you can have a general idea of what might be arriving at any time, and also maybe hype me up enough to work on a specific fic that I’ve been ignoring for a bit.

Requests are always treated like a priority, but that doesn’t mean they necessarily will be posted first. Sometimes the story in the request is longer than another one I’m currently working on, and although I always work a little bit on requests everyday, I tend to go between fics depending on my mood.

Fics like this have been abandoned for the moment

LAST UPDATED: 01.03.2024

STATUS

🧡 - final draft done

💛 - with beta

💗 - revised draft done

💜 - first draft done

💙 - currently writing

WORKS IN PROGRESS

ANDY BARBER

FUEL TO THE FIRE - SERIES 💙

The one where Andy isn’t the type of man you can deny, even if what he wants is for you to become his mistress.

FINDING YOU - SERIES 💙 chapter 21

The one where you become a pack’s omega

ARI LEVINSON

FINDING YOU - SERIES currently being posted -  💙 chapter 21

The one where you become a pack’s omega

AUGUST WALKER

SAVIOR - ONE-SHOT  💙

The one where August wins you over, in the most aggressive, alpha! way possible.

BUCKY BARNES

SECRET DOOR -  SERIES currently being posted -  💙 the one where there’s a live flashback show

The one where you and Bucky used to date but now you got a country to run.

WITHOUT ME -  SERIES  💙

The one where Bucky’s a playboy but he becomes infatuated with you

CHRIS EVANS

REMIND ME TO STAY YOUNG AND GREEN - SEQUEL  💙

The one where Seb taunts Chris by rubbing your relationship in his face. (nowandlater pt. 2)

FRANK ADLER

FINDING YOU - SERIES currently being posted -  💙 chapter 21

The one where you become a pack’s omega

HENRY CAVILL

BEGINNINGS - ONE SHOT  💙

The one where you're a bartender and Henry wants you

The one where you accidentally catch him naked  💙

ex!henry  💙

JAKE GYLLENHAAL

alpha!Jake smut  💙

JOHN WINCHESTER

THIS IS GOSPEL - ONE SHOT  💙

The one where John likes to eavesdrop on Dean and his girlfriend.

LEE BODECKER

LOGAN HOWLETT

LOKI

TRANSATLANTICISM - ONE SHOT

The one where Loki’s a librarian - and something else, entirely

NATASHA ROMANOFF

RANSOM DRYSDALE

FINDING YOU - SERIES currently being posted -  💙 chapter 21

The one where you become a pack’s omega

GIRL BOSS - SERIES currently being posted -   💙 chapter 4

The one where Ransom learns he’s a sub at the hands of his boss

SAM WILSON

SEBASTIAN STAN

REMIND ME TO STAY YOUNG AND GREEN - SEQUEL  💙

The one where Seb taunts Chris by rubbing your relationship in his face. (nowandlater pt. 2)

STEVE ROGERS

[atiny-piratequeen]

"Mark knew, better than anybody could have, that Donghyuck always wanted to see the world. That's why he went on Broadway in the first place. Sure, Seoul provided him with enough movie and drama offers to keep him going for the rest of his life, but Donghyuck had already seen every side of the acting business in Seoul - he wanted to see the world. And see the world he did, when he went on Broadway. He assured Mark back then that no matter what luxurious places he stayed in,, no matter how gorgeous the scenery was, no matter how kind the people were, that he would come back home.

It should have been obvious to him then the strain Donghyuck had on his face when he made that promise. It was never a promise he intended to keep, because Donghyuck knew - better than Mark could've - that he would find somewhere he'd want to spend the rest of forever in. He just didn't want to let his partner down. "

Miss fie, I thought I'd share a snippet of what I'm writing with you, this is my 7Dream fic entitled "Letters From The Netherlands" in which Mark Lee tries to find out why his life partner left him to move across the world. I hope you'll stay tuned for whenever I release the first chapter (which I'm hoping will be soon!) because this is the first thing in quite a while that I've been excited to write.

Cuckoo ✨ I hope you have a wonderful day and the weeks to come are good for you. I love you very much ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

~ AJ ✨🧚‍♀️

Sounds like pain. Im here for it

[mirandamckenni1]

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