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[todaysromano]

12.09.2023

Today, Romano found a hole at the bottom of his work bag.

[breitzbachbea]

Now that's a SicIre AU set in America. Also one that recreates the IP dynamic of Harry being unnecessarily macho while Michele was like 'Ohhh, he's so dreamy <3' From minute one. The other workers, like Herakles and Feliks, wonder when the Irishman is gonna realize it. Harry knocks himself out with his own spade during one stunt to play the tough guy. After they did rush to his aid, Michele looks at Herakles like 'I can't NOT fuck him, can I?'.

[trashlama]

FUTURE RISE!LEO X READER

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Heyyyy-oooo it's me your guys favorite friendly pervy neighborhood consumer! Back with some more fics!

Yeaahh

Oh yeah I can totally sense your guys' excitement.

So this idea wasn't mine. I was lurking through the ROTTMNT fandom since recently I was too busy being dragged down the Record of Ragnarok fandom pit. It's like Hetalia all over again.

Anyways— I was lurking and came across one of my favorite creators ( @yanteetle ) that got a request for a fic. And like the idea was too good not to write a one-shot for it.

Like there was already a fic for it out there but, I thought I'd try my hand.

I really enjoyed writing this, I'll probably do another part except with the second idea with young Leo being little brother blocked by Casey Jr. cause Casey knows how Leo is with his future relationship with (y/n).

And maybe another one that has a different take on the first idea. But with a ✨ Age Gap✨. Cause man do I love myself a DILF.

Like brah there is no way you can't tell me future Leo isn't a DILF.

Anyways—

Enjoy the fic!

PICTURE NOT MINE! FOUND IT ON PINTEREST AND FELT LIKE IT WAS PERFECT-O

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Rushing water flooded the ancient channels that you were trudging through. The bottoms of your cargo pants were drenched despite being tucked into the openings of your pleather boots. Frigid rosey digits clung to the insides of the pockets to your cobalt colored coat. A shiver shot down your spine. Not from the chill of the down pour above you but rather, the ghost that didn't seem to want to leave you alone. Even now you were quite sure. Somewhere amongst the ruins of New York's sewer system, he was lurking. Never too far behind but, still too close for comfort.

You've been here for two years and five months in a few days according to the calendar that hung in your shared quarters. However you weren't planning on staying for the anniversary.

A brown satchel that hung from your shoulders carried all that you had for the perceived future until you could wrangle up some more scraps of rations from orphaned establishments on the road.

You weren't going back to the base. You refuse.

Onwards you marched. According to the directions Casey had given you it was just a little further until you reached a small opening that you would need to crawl through to get to the connecting manhole that would lead you straight out of the safe haven of the sewers and into the fry-pan of NYC city boundries. The teen even went as far as described an outpost just a couple miles Northwest towards New Jersey. Having scrambliled together a poorly drawn map of the terrain to gift you on your journey.

You and Casey both knew of the dangers there were trying to escape this place. Mutant or not. Though it didn't mean it was going to stop them from at least trying to free you from your gilded cage.

You had thanked the boy who had felt like a kid brother during your encampment at the base. Both shedding a tear for one another as you departed ways. Wishing the other luck as the world slowly continues to crumble around them. Unsure of the others fate.

The flashback helped to revitalize your will, spurring the need to flee as your pace began to pick up. Heart beat and foot falls mirroring another.

You didn't know how much longer you had before he caught up with you....

Speaking of the Devil.

A random splash not too far off sent you rocketing forward. Feet pounded through the stream of water lapping at your ankles. Unrelenting like the hunter that was behind you.

You didn't even want to look back. You feared if you did your knees would buckle at the very sight of his domineering form lunging for you.

Tokyo Drifting the corner, you spun to the left, a skirt of water splashing your legs once again, in further indirect efforts of creating a swimming pool in your boots.

He was fucking with you. You could tell.

If Leo was really being serious he would've captured you in his hold the moment he originally found you. Most likely had woken up due to the lack of your warm presence next to him in the cot you shared.

If you knew the red eared slider, which you felt at this point you did.

You knew he had been on your tail since the minute you left. Stepping foot outside the main body of the base.

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"(Y/n)....? Honey...." Leo groaned half awake. It was the middle of the night and his body had suddenly woken him from the bliss of his dreams.

Tired olive hands searched the sheets for your figure...only to find the lack of it.

Dark eyes flew open.

You. Weren't. Here.

Out of the bed he sprung, eyes stabbed through the dark. Only to find the lack of you and your belongings that had been here when the two of you had gone to bed.

His mind flew into chaos at the realization however, unlike his adolescent self he was able to control his panic. He calmed his ragging breath remembering his father's sage advice to not let his feelings get the better of him. That it was unbecoming for a ninja and a leader.

Honestly Leo should've seen it coming.

He wasn't any genuis-boy Donnie by any means but, didn't mean Leo was a fool.

He had saw the signs for a while now.

Eagerly you'd volunteer for any job if it meant being at odd schedules with him. It didn't matter if it was patrol or scavenging, if it got you away from him, even for a little while, you did it.

When approached about it, you simply claimed that you wanted to be useful for The Resistance. Reassuring Leo that your desire for work came from your feelings of being needed rather than the lumbering turtle's overbearing presence being the cause behind your disappearing acts.

Leo being ever so observant would notice how your close comrades and Casey Jr. would also actively participate in these same runs with you.

Everytime.

Tigers gnawed at his stomach lining and baboons pounded in his chest when he thought about what they could be discussing. What they could be doing.

In the beginning you and Leo had been soooo close.

Since teenagers. He had known you even before you knew him.

He had saved you.

Him.

He was seventeen and feeling free. The Krrang hadn't attacked yet, he still had his arm, and Ralph wasn't dead.

You had been just another girl he came upon on a nightly patrol.

Beforehand he and Raph had gotten into another disagreement. Something stupid about him not being a team player and not listening to his comrades.

Whatever. Leo didn't care.

Leo was his own one-man show— he liked to believe. Although when the going got tough, he knew he had his brothers to fall back on. They relied on one another even if they didn't like to admit it all the time. They were children after all.

Squeaky sneakers and labored breaths filled the illuminated basketball court. Within the fenced primiters was a single girl shooting hoops. And not too badly for the self-proclaimed professional's standards if he did say so himself.

She kept herself grounded but, still agile. Launching the basketball from all the points lines, even the ones that have long since been faded by eroding weather and age. (h/l) (h/c) hair pulled back into a high poney tail that whipped around with her movements.

She was like a basketball ballerina dancing a Lebron James Swan Lake. It was ethereal.

Time passed like rain droplets down car windows. Before he knew it the similarly aged female was packing up getting ready to go. Obvious signs being the (2f/c)towel around her neck and the (f/c) sports jacket she threw on over her fitted tank top.

Alas Leo didn't have the right mojo to go pursue her. Nor the right disguise.

For the next few weeks(at least how long he felt it had been emotionally. He wasn't keeping track.) Leo would return to that same basketball court, eager to see the basketball ballerina again.

Sometimes she was there, sometimes not. When she was it typically was late, at least for human standards. And always alone. Leo felt for her but, didn't particularly mind since that meant there was no one to disturb the skilled performance.

The (y/c) haired girl would show up. Shoot some hoops for a while before walking away into the night.

Her (e/c) eyes always looked absent when she shot her baskets. Emotions didn't voice themselves on her neutral complexion. The only real thing that was direct about her was that she was focused with the task at hand. Which was shooting hoops.

Leo wasn't a hundred percent sure what led her to the rundown court almost every night but, he was grateful for the occurrence.

Until one night he wasn't.

Like the last few nights, the red eared slider teen came to the court to spectate his favorite four pointer dancer. Only to find a lack of her usual performance. Instead sat the empty eroding court.

It was two in the morning and his brothers would start wondering where he is soon.(Not that they weren't already curious where their blue bandana brother was going.) A light sprinkle had started to pick up overhead that pushed the olive turtle to call it night.

Standing up from the ledge the turtle was about to leap from his position but, only froze upon hearing laughter. Down below underneath the iridescent fluorescent lamps was you.

The obvious lack of your usual athletic attire suggested you weren't here to play basketball. Instead of a tank top with a pair of shorts; dark jeans hugged your hips complimented by a (2f/c) Lou Jitsu t-shirt and (f/c) sport jacket.

With said jacket you shielded yourself from the drizzle. The lighting made you look like you were glowing, the uncharacteristic smile on your face added to the image.

What broke the breath-taking view was by whom he assumed were your friends. The two of them ran after you into the court with their own grins plastered on their complexions.

The scene of the trio caused the red eared slider's stomach to bumble with jealousy. He wanted to be down there with you. The sound of your guys' conjoined laughter would make together would simply be the best. Leo didn't have a doubt about it.

If only.

For the next two hours the three humans ran through the city streets. Asphalt turned into water slides as they slid and skid. None of them aware of the mutant turtle following them from the rooftops.

By four, the other two humans who he learned names were Jonathan and Melissa(I know so unique) departed for the night.

(Y/n), as he overheard from your comrades, left to go your own way home.

Leo knew he shouldn't continue being out this late by himself. Especially without telling his brothers where. But, Leo couldn't pass up the chance to see where you lived.

By the time you got back to your apartment complex it was pushing five in the morning. Leo could make out from his spot hidden in the fire escape that you were an only child.

Apparent by the lack of anything in the unit. The only things that pointed towards any form of life were the pictures that hung on the plain beige walls.

Inside the cramped dingy apartment you procured yourself some top ramen before sitting on the old futon in the main room to watch some TV. Switching to a channel that played older movies.

Zapped onto the screen was an old Lou Jitsu film. The sight of the movie excited the red eared slider, hopeful thoughts of having similar interests made the monkey in his rib cage pound harder.

Before Leo knew it you were passed out with the remote in hand with the sun peeking out over the Manhattan bay.

Giving one last look towards you before retreating back into the sewers.

The following weeks passed by and Leo grew to like you more. Even if it's from a distance. Always excited when you appear whether it's on the court or in his dreams.

His heart was always so elated when he watched you perform. And the one time he's late of course some dumb delinquents want to mess up his usual date.

Upon arrival he could tell something was wrong right away. Your (f/c) bag sat on alone on the bench left halfway unzipped and abandoned. The ball you brought with you every time you came to the court was flattened and punctured.

Something was very wrong.

"Back off Creeps!"

It was your voice.

Leo not giving a moment's thought to the possibility of being seen by the public eye. Leapt from his perch down to the court.

Hidden off in the alleyway was you and a pair of petty thieves. One a mutant rooster the other just a normal ass-hat both dressed in stereotypical black attire.

"Shadap! If you'd just given us yer stupid wallet and phone from the start then we would've been gone already!" The rooster barked. His beak set in a displeased frown that matched his human accomplice's equally displeased sner.

Both were armed.

The human with a baseball bat, and the rooster with a small pocket knife.

Observing the scene, Leo quickly determined this would be a rather easy take down as long as he did it right.

"Stop the stallin' and give us yer cash!"

The rooster's feathers acting like fingers reached out for you. Instantly the rooster's right wing received a sudden shave.

"WTF!?" The avian mutant screeched using his left wing to clutch his clipped one to his chest.

Quick to defend from the unforeseen attack the human whipped around to swing his bat; .... only to find an empty space.

"What in the name of..."

"Aaghkk!" Straight in the face you had punched the rooster.

Leo swore his chest grew warmer at the action.

While Leo was temporarily distracted by your fists of fury, the ass-hat had swung at the olive-green turtle. Quickly the red eared slider dodged the attack to only return with his own. Easily slicing the bat into small unusable chunks.

Whilst Leo dealt with the ass-hat you fought the retaliating mutant chicken.

It was a somewhat fair fight considering the difference in DNA and physical capabilities.

You would've won too, had you not underestimated how strong a mutant chicken's punches were.

Next thing you knew you were K.O.ed. Your (H/c) head in a tizzy from bouncing your brain around in your cranium.

The blue bandana wearing turtle was not pleased by this.

The rooster gulped at the obvious displeasure emanating off the red eared slider. Not even having a chance to escape Leo swiftly knocked the chicken out before tying him up with his accomplice.

"Oh (Y/n).... I'm sorry I was late for the performance.." Leo apologized under his tired breath. Adoration gleamed in dark pools as he stared down at the object that plauged his dreams for last month.

Even with three digits per hand the sturdy turtle held you against his plastron securely as he returned you to your apartment.

The cold air whipped around the two of you as he sprinted across rooftops of Manhattan.

He was the happiest turtle alive having you in his arms. He never wanted to let you go.

But he did.

And how Leo missed you so dearly for the years that followed.

Not until he was pushing forty did he find you again.

New recruits weren't too much of an uncommon occurrence. However as leader it was his job to familiarize himself with his team to the best of his ability.

And when it came time to welcome in the greenhorns, there you were.

Despite the years that have added on your complexion you were still that beautiful basketball ballerina he found all those years ago.

His heart swelled.

Leo did his best to protect you better this time.

Even if, it meant keeping you here with him against your wishes.

Very quickly it was known amongst The Resistance how much you meant to the Commander.

Within six months he had you transferred under his supervision despite your skills aligning with General April's or even General Donnie's precincts.

It didn't matter.

Leo wanted you. And that was that.

There was no room to argue when it came to the leader's order.

Within the year, you were sharing quarters with the adult red eared slider and in the following months, his cot.

The few freedoms you found away from Leo were doing patrols or hanging with deceased General Cassandra's son.

Even then the interactions were limited.

It's hard to say no when the world around you is dying and you have no other choice in survival.

Which brings us back to the current present.

Racing like a bat out of hell you fleed your pursuer who was hot on your trail.

The basketball bunny runing from the hunter with a shell.

Oh God please! Please let me make this!

It was right in front of you.

Approximately two turns up ahead laid a small tunnel. It was a tight squeeze even for your stature but, if you could crawl far enough into there before Leo reached you. You'd make it.

You threw yourself into the stone wall. The rough texture scraped your palms but you didn't care. You kept running.

"(Y/n) please come back!" Leo hollered.

His voice was not far behind. He had to be literally on your tail.

This would be a miracle if you made this.

"(Y/n) wait! You can't leave!" Anger could be heard in his deep voice. The same tone he used when displeased with your behavior when socializing amongst your fellow comrades.

There it was!

Right there!

Not even thinking about it—

You dove for the small tunnel. Knees instantly bowed to the floor as you began crawling into the opening. The hole was disgusting but, you didn't mind that as you shuffled your body forwards.

" NO! " Leo growled.

A yelp escaped your throat. Clawing hands clasping around your ankle before attempting pull you back. Despite scraping at the edges of the rusted entrance. All it took was a single tug from the adult red eared slider to dragged you out of the small hideaway. Sadness and anger quick to take over his desperate senses.

"Why!? Why did you try to leave me!?" The mutant demanded.

You didn't know what to do. You were frozen. He caught you. You didn't plan for this. You hadn't really thought—

You really had hoped—

"(Y/n)! Answer me!"

"Is everything I do for you and your kind not enough? Why can't I have you?" Leo cried.

His aged but charming features stared you down with so much hurt. He loves you so much. Too much. So why would you go?

"I've always been there for you (Y/n)... my basketball ballerina...don't I...deserve you?" Leo reasoned. His voice displayed the hurt he felt as he reasoned with you.

Well more like manipulated.

"I love you so much.... I just can't lose you again."

Muscular arms pressed you against his plastron. Underneath it you could hear the bird fluttering in his ribs.

Your mind was running a mile a minute, terrified, flustered, unsure what comes next.

" I love you (y/n)...". Was the last thing your brain registered before feeling a pinch to the bundle of nerves in your neck. Falling limp like a ragdoll in the Commander's arms.

Releasing a sigh the tired adult red eared slider held you in the one-sided embrace for just a little longer. Relishing in the warmth from your body that wasn't accompanied by the small trembles from you.

The hug didn't last long before the mutant readjusted his hold on you so that you laid in his arms. Leo didn't mind doing this every once in awhile when the anniversary of your arrival came up. As long as you don't do it again for another year.

He would have to disperse that support group of yours....

Once back in the safe confinements of Resistance HQ; Leo made a B-line to your guys shared room. There he stripped you of your drenched coat and boots before tucking you back into the shared bed. In your spot next to him.

The blue bandana wearing turtle let out a tired yawn as he closed the door before crawling inside the sheets to lay besides you.

Leo was aware he was being selfish but, he just couldn't live without you. Not again. And certainly not in this cruel world that just wants to take away everything he holds dear.

Dark pools stared down at your resting face. His prosthetic hand lovingly caressed the soft skin of your face. Soothing both you and himself in the process.

Slipping away into the land of rest. Even while dreaming the Resistance Commander held on dearly to you.

Not allowing you the same chance to escape his embrace twice.

¶¶ Creator's Notes¶¶

Thank you for reading!

If you liked this part please enjoy part 2!

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On November 25th, 1783, the last of the British troops who served during the American Revolution left Manhattan island. Manhattan, and the rest of the boroughs during this time were under heavy British control due to their strategic location during the war (they split the colonies in half).

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Anyways, evacuation day for many years was equally as important as the Fourth of July. It stopped being celebrated as fervently during the 20th century, and currently there are efforts for it to make a come back.

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REALLY  LONG  CHARACTER  SURVEY.

RULES.   repost,   don’t  reblog,   tag 10,   good luck! TAGGED.   nobody.  stolen from @justpawns​ TAGGING.   whoever.

BASICS.

FULL  NAME :   elizabeth marie spencer /  elisheva bat martha NICKNAME :   liz AGE :   25 BIRTHDAY :   june 25th LANGUAGE / S :   english, french, spanish, some german SEXUAL  ORIENTATION :   bisexual. ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION :   grey romantic RELATIONSHIP  STATUS :   single, though verse dependent CLASS :   middle HOME  TOWN / AREA :   shenandoah in virginia  CURRENT  HOME :   nyc (though this is verse dependent) PROFESSION :    associate information systems officer for the statistic division of the united nations (it specialist for any company within verse dependent city)

PHYSICAL.

HAIR :   near platinum blonde with golden highlights. normally, the length of her hair is just past her collarbone, she does wear hair extensions for fancier up-does or being able to flip her hair for high ponytails. she wears a lot of buns for work, then messier buns on lazy weekends. naturally, her hair is a lighter brown. EYES :   light brown, sometimes appearing honeyed. FACE :   tbh i am the worst at describing face shapes. but hers appears a little long (or ig oval?) with somewhat prominent cheekbones that are more noticeable with contour. LIPS :   pink & thin. her bottom lip is much fuller than her top. sometimes, the edges of her top lip disappears at certain expression. she curls her lips into her mouth a lot, where you can’t see them. she applies lipstick (business, formal, seduction) & lipgloss (casaul lipcare). COMPLEXION :   pale, but not overally pale (i sound like i’m writing my immortal here haha). is smooth but naturally dry. BLEMISHES :   while h.alston does have a beauty mark on her cheek, liz would not have one. her nose is prone to blackheads when she skips facial care. she has a birthmark under her right shoulderblade that appears like a spotty star. SCARS :   a medium scar at the left side of her head from the time  TATTOOS :   none, though can be different base on private verses HEIGHT :   5′2″. WEIGHT :   105 lbs, though she can fluctuate from 99 to 110. it very fickle base on her stress levels. BUILD :   at average, she’s barely a healthy weight. the higher the stress the lower the weight. she’s very petite.     FEATURES :   she has a sharpness about her that she uses to cut at her advantage. ALLERGIES :   n / a. USUAL  HAIR  STYLE :   it’s a different style everyday. thought mentioned in the hair section, her usually style are buns, either more formal or messier with loose ends. USUAL  EXPRESSION :   deadpan. while she tries to make herself hard to read, there’s either constant irritation or a hint of mischief.  USUAL  CLOTHING :    i’m linking her fashion board because it’s so vast & beyond my capabilities.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S :   closed spaces, lost of control ASPIRATION / S :   success. power. if i have to sum them up. but also protect who she consider underdogs (re: her siblings).   POSITIVE  TRAITS :   loyal,    level-headed,    cautious,    trustworthy. NEGATIVE  TRAITS :   selfish MBTI :   estj-a

Extraverted  60%        40% Introverted  Intuitive 32%        68% Observant  Thinking 72%        28% Feeling   Judging 88%    12% Prospecting   Assertive 58%        42% Turbulent  

ZODIAC :   cancer. TEMPEREMENT :   melancholic. ANIMALS :   she relates to horses, but she acts like a lizard cat. FAITH :   athiest. GHOSTS ? :   no. AFTERLIFE ? :   no. REINCARNATION ? :   she’s top tier what do you mean she doesn’t care ALIENS ? :   no. she’ll pull out mathematical equations as to why, even if they exist, it’s impossible to know. :/ EDUCATION  LEVEL :   master. (for au’s with her father dead, she will get a phd to become a professor in his honor, since he always wanted her to be a teacher).

FAMILY.

FATHER :   robert spencer : superintendent of rockingbridge county’s schools. liz’s role model, though he’s even able to hide just how cold he can be to people. liz is also clearly his favorite kid. while he appears to have a big heart (re : free ice cream to a grade when he visits the elementary schools when he was a principal), he’s pretty deadpan otherwise & does certain deeds for status. especially to his wife, who he hardly talks to. MOTHER :   martha spencer : vice principal of middle school. fairly stern like, all the time, but does so in care. while her & liz have more in common personality wise, this often clashes & the two don’t get along well. robert’s favoritism doesn’t help either, though she was already having favoritism over raleigh. early on, she would lash out at liz if she was mad at robert (who was often ignoring her), but changed that as liz grew older. SIBLINGS :   raleigh spencer (older brother) : he’s a doctor settled in nyc, living kinda close to liz. but they look & act complete opposite. he gets along with everyone, though he’s probably too trusting at times. does a lot of volunteer work, bikes, & goes to cons on his free time. hasn’t liz that (of course) he actually makes more money than liz, since they always had a mini rivalry (enforced by their parents). as said, they use to not get along, but now are pretty close.  madeline ‘maddie’ spencer (younger sister) : currently a music major at jmu. she was forced to go to college by her parents (and liz, though she was more like ‘try it, & if it’s not for you then drop out’ sorta talk). while she likes college so far, she feels it’s because it’s a way to get away from her parents’ increase fights (and regrets leaving raphine, with the last spencer’s departure bring the fights to their apex) & her high school best friend is super supportive. while her goal is to be a rockstar, she’ll end up doubling major in music & education & become an elementary music teacher (and be the best at it). she also keeps telling liz she’s going to live with her at nyc because maddie looks up to liz. after all, with feeling like the outcast child for her parents, maddie jokes that liz raised her (to the point liz is ‘mom’ in maddie’s phone). EXTENDED  FAMILY :   more than my fingers & toes. like, on her dad’s side, robert had five siblings (four are still living), with one of them having seven kids; the other, including the deceased raleigh, has at least one child. heck, even liz’s ex married into the family. then, her mom’s side has a few relatives in nova (near dc) & boston. martha has three siblings: two in nova & one in boston with some cousins. like i said, it’s huge. NAME  MEANING / S :   ‘oath of god’   HISTORICAL  CONNECTION ? :   it’s her grandmother’s name, & her middle name is her grandmother’s middle name as well. in jewish tradition, its common to name offspring after dead relatives for their honor, & grandmother elizabeth died while martha was pregnant with liz, so the name felt befitting / that’s what robert wanted anyways. but  elisheva is the historical name of aaron’s wife from the torah.

FAVOURITES.

HOLIDAY :   she doesn’t have a favorite holiday, but her least favorite is christmas MONTH :   june. SEASON :   summer. PLACE :   a horse trail, either in the mountains or on a beach WEATHER :   a summer sunrise. SOUND :   brewing coffee. SCENT / S :   coffee. wine. clean linens. TASTE / S :   coffee. wine. apples. chocolate. FEEL / S :  silk. ANIMAL / S :   horse NUMBER :   3 COLOUR :   navy.

EXTRA.

TALENTS :   math stuff. coding.  BAD  AT :  art. literacy.  TURN  ONS :   flustering partner. praising. glasses. TURN  OFFS :    domination over her. aggression. HOBBIES :   equestrian. reading. cooking. overworking.

FC INFO.

MAIN  FC / S :   ha.lston sage ALT  FC / S :   none, but ca.rlson y.oung is her bodyclaim OLDER  FC / S :   na. YOUNGER  FC / S :   na. VOICE  CLAIM / S :   emma stone 

MUN QUESTIONS.  Q1 :   if  you  could  write  your  character  your  way  in  their  own  movie ,   what  would  it  be  called ,  what  style  would  it  be  filmed  in ,  and  what  would  it  be  about ?          A1 :    well, ironically, the movie would not be about them. liz is a side character. like, her main thing is being the wife of the main character in a distopia thingy (remember destiny?). however, if being the main in a movie, it would either be a romcom or a teenage drama. maybe a star wars spin off if you count the verse with sophie & charlie (and, then, eliza is the main character duh).

 Q2 :   what  would  their  soundtrack / score  sound  like ?            A2 :   pop folk music... does mumford & sons count?

 Q3 :   why  did  you  start  writing  this  character ?            A3 :   as a hetalia oc because i was having a bad time writing a canon character. and nobody was making a virginia & it’s my homestate so... yeah. it’s embarrassing.

 Q4 :   what  first  attracted  you  to  this  character ?  A4:     her crazy antic is fun to write. she’s so different from me that it helps getting into mindsets of characters i don’t relate to until i have something to relate to.

 Q5 :   describe  the  biggest  thing  you  dislike  about  your  muse.        A5 :    she’s so snobbish. like her interests (fashion) is beyond my expertise & it’s hard to add into writing when i can’t tell black & navy apart.

 Q6 :   what  do  you  have  in  common  with  your  muse ?            A6 :   the massive family dynamic & being an outlier of it. namely liz’s political opinion with her dad’s side of the family versus my opinions with my entire family. also, how we don’t really care about romance, though i’m a bit more open about it happen when it happens while she’s being against it.

 Q7 :   how  does  your  muse  feel  about  you ?          A7 :   she wouldn’t know i exist. and i would be scared of her

 Q8 :   what  characters  does  your  muse  have  interesting  interactions  with ?          A8 :   when she’s most uncomfortable, like around dogs & kids.

 Q9 :   what  gives  you  inspiration  to  write  your  muse ?          A9 :   ta.ylor sw.ift songs. music, definitely. i have a playlist of songs to help.

 Q10 :   how  long  did  this  take  you  to  complete ?            Q10 :   it over two days? because i get distracted & my migraine last night didn’t help. i work slow to begin with.

[wydnesday]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hetalia: Axis Powers Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: China/Rome (Hetalia) Characters: China (Hetalia), Rome (Hetalia), Britannia (Hetalia), Seychelles (Hetalia), Monaco (Hetalia), Scotland (Hetalia), Female France (Hetalia), Ancient Greece (Hetalia), Ancients (Hetalia), Luxembourg (Hetalia), Picardy (Hetalia) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Flower Shop, Flowers, Alternate Universe - Human, Ancient China, Ancient Rome, rome owns a flower shop in nyc, idk if thats realistic but oof, china is an award winning film director, Childhood Friends, They were childhood friends, Alternate Universe - Childhood Friends, Friends to Lovers, technically, romechu, minor scotfra, minor monsey, How Do I Tag

Summary:

Running a famous floristry is hard. There's the constant demand for bouquets in a short time, angry customers, competition, and so much more. Of course, it's even harder when the person you've tried to forget for so long, comes walking in one day.

I’ve been trying to get back into writing lately, so naturally, I wrote a romechu fic

[hetalia-nyc]

So far, so good.

The first day of live survey has come and gone and it was a great success! Not one bounced e-mail, not one lost e-mail, and only one very minor clarification necessary.

Keep up the good work, everyone!

[princessdragon96]

A-Z

I was tagged by @atuminya .  Thanks for the tag!

I'm going to tag: @aririna1412 @atemina-rubygibb @foxgloveinspace @live-while-were-young and anyone else who​ wants to answer these

A- Age: Old enough for mature content, but still young and full of life/

B- Birthplace: Midwest USA.

C- Current time: 9:34 A.M.

D- Drink you had last: Milk.

E- Easiest person to talk to: My father

F- Favorite song: Too many to list.

G- Grossest memory: I don't remember.

H- Horror yes or horror no: Depends, I can watch horror movies if they aren't graphic.  I get sick when I see blood, organs, brains, etc.

I- In love?: Does having a crush on fictional characters count?

J- Jealous of people: Sometimes.  I'm not a very social person, and I can get a little jealous if I see a group of friends just chatting away with no problem.  But it's not something that ruins my day if it happens.

K- Killed someone: O_o Why would anyone want to do that!?

L- Love at first sight or should I walk back by again?: ???

M- Middle name: Whatsittoya

N- Number of siblings: 0 only child.

O- One wish: Everyone getting along with each other.

P- Person you called last: My mom.

(Apparently there's no Q.)

R- Reason to smile- Getting tagged and answering questions!

S- Song you sang last: Starlight by Muse.

T- Top 3 fictional characters: (I'm counting them as one) Yugi/Atem from yugioh, Prussia from Hetalia, and Chat Noir from miraculous ladybug.

U- underwear color: ...next question.

V- Vacation: I visit my family for vacations, but my favorite vacation was when I went to NYC.

W- When's your birthday: In early December.

X- X-rays:  Nope, those big machines scared me when I was a little kid.

Y- Your favorite food: Can't decide! Pizza? Chicken? Pasta? Rolls? I have a big sweet tooth though.

Z- zodiac sign: Sagittarius.

Reminder, you do NOT have to answer if you don't want to!

[ask-nyc-boroughs]

The Battle of Brooklyn

On August 27th, 1776 the first major battle of the revolutionary war took place in Brooklyn. This battle is called the battle or Brooklyn (or Long Island). It ended with a British victory, allowing them control over New York harbor & New York City, & essentially allowed them to cut the colonies in half.

Brooklyn was more like 6 towns at the time (Gravesend, Breuckelen, Nieuw Amersfoort, Midwout, Nieuw Utrecht, & Boswijck). These six towns are now neighborhoods with the exception of Nieuw Utrecht. Brooklyn, like the other boroughs, wasn’t always just a borough. Brooklyn was a city on its own, but at the time of the revolution , it didn’t really exist as a city.

Anyways I drew Tim, who was like physically 7 at the time. New York, in general, wasn’t exactly the hotbed of patriot activity. They did have more Patriots than Loyalists, but still New York was a stronghold for the British since it had more Loyalists. But at the beginning of the war, most people were a bit more neutral. This would change with the Great Fire of 1776.

As for my personal thoughts about the boroughs, Staten Island was a mega Loyalist, but the others didn’t really want to get involved initially.

[myasings-blog]

Auditions for Fight for Love!!!

We are holding auditions for the Hetalia webseries here! If you are interested, please try out if you want to! Plot Synopsis: Our story begins with 10 Nations heading to the Summer's Eve Festival in NYC (some with America dragging them or losing a bet.)! So far, all's well! Scratching off a winning ticket, heading to a wild NYC Rave, fun pillowfights, embarassing crushes, fluff galore! And Romance! Don't forget the romance~ It's almost too good to be true! See, that's the funny thing about it... It is. In the dark of the night, a wicked organization called D.R.E.A.D (which has the STUPIDEST meaning), goes and kidnaps 5 of the 10 Nations who attended! This organization is run by King Carlos, who's only goal is to destroy the emotion of love forever. Since the other 5 had some sort of relationship or connection with at least one of them, they spend half of the next day in a part-time depression, despite Belize, Nigeria, and Jamaica's (OCs) attempts to soothe them. All hope is lost until a letter comes from Belarus (of ALL people) to hurry to Russia right away. Once they do, she tells a tale about two lovers who once used a mysterious power called a Spark, saying that, although she has no real detail on what it's capable of, it can help them in times of need through an amulet. Elsewhere, the other 5 are captive in the depths of D.R.E.A.D's cell when a teen they thought they'd never seen again shows up to help. Alexandra Kirkland (OC). Otherwise known as, London, England. Arthur's heart. But there's a catch: she's lost all memory on who she really is. Now, the race is on. Within 10 days time, these two groups, SOULMATES if you will, have to find each other before D.R.E.A.D's plan is unleashed. But that leaves a few questions. 1. Can the Nations put their troubles behind them, even solve them, and get the job done? 2. Who's the REAL villan here? And 3. ...just what the hell is the Spark anyway?! Find out in 'Hetalia the Musical: Fight for Love'! A tale full of magic, romance, guy trouble, and adventure! And feels! Lots and lots of feels... ((We also need a way to contact you. If you want to audition, please leave a note at the end of your recording saying how we will be able to keep in touch with each other. Thank you!!)) Everyone is welcome! Deadline is April 1st. See link for details:

Link: https://www.castingcall.club/projects/hetalia-musical-fight-for-love-ed508cb5-e519-4aa2-bbb6-8797806997ca