#i have a love hate relationship with mikey's head shape

[yittiko]

Here have some doodles that I thought of on my way home from work

Man I should've done N.4 in doodle style it would've been so much faster lmao

[new-berry]

olise anon from ages ago.

if you were to write him, who would you pair him with?

Oh my I was thinking about him last night! He’s so laid back and relaxed (based only upon what I have seen on TikTok and interviews) but I’d love a wistful last night with Marc Guehi.

Or I’d like him sweetly cheering up Mbappe.

However (Drabble under cut is Michael /Marc) the only time I ever wrote him earns a NSFW and ambiguous relationship tag.

He hates nicknames, corrects people in his laid back drawl, Michael not Mike not Mikey. It’s the only thing Marc - he can patiently hear his own voice saying over and over again ‘Marc with a C not a K’ - has seen him dig his heels in over.

In everything else he’s easy. Want to see a movie? Share a hotel room? Let me fuck you? Michael’s unconcerned mouth twist. Agreeing raised eyebrow. The same shrug that says okay to Chinese or Korean for dinner. The shrug that nudges an open shirt off his shoulders while Marc paws at the button under his belt.

Marc’s played against him, knows being whipcord thin, like a greyhound built for speed doesn’t mean that Michael isn’t strong. Marc’s whispers into the slight bend of his neck “gonna let me fuck you raw?”

And Miachel just saying ‘mmmm’. Or Marc could say “you’d be sweet on your knees,” and Micheal so tall he can reach high enough to start by kissing Marc’s chest, but first sliding down to them with an amused head tilt.

He never seems to care about turns, wiped his lips or his hands on whatever was the closest piece of fabric afterwards. His hands are always slightly cool on the outside of Marc’s hips, never so gauche as to be dug in. The small vanity of his manicures never leaving crescent shapes on Marc’s waist. Even though Marc felt he was burning up from the inside every time. The slightest hint that he would crack, a gasped out “oh” into the top of Marc’s back when he’d come. An occasional snuggle into him before falling also. Waking up to Michel almost motionless on his back, hand on his stomach.

He never stole the sheets or objected to an arm over his waist before falling asleep. “You going to call me from Germany?” The delicate almost light of dawn. An early enough flight he could have slipped out while Marc pretended to sleep. Michael just shrugged, shoulder casual in the memory of dozens of nights that lead into darker mornings than this.

[winderlylandchime]

Btw, dad’s reports to the chosen episodes are in and unfortunately (actually scratch that, fortunately) his reactions are way more calmer. We finished with our watch because my brother made us sit and watch the episodes all day. Not that I’m complaining but also I swear this is the most I’ve watched qaf in years. So the reports are in: 2x04: he absolutely loved the pride episode. He really loved the ending. He thought that this is where it starts to show even more that Brian cares about him a lot (keep in mind we skipped the 3rd ep so he didnt see the ‘you love him’ scene bc my brother has some flaws).

2x09: my dad was LIVID almost the whole episode. He almost died of second hand embarrassment because of Mikey. He loves Emmett even more. He fucking hated Brian’s mom. Did i mention he was livid? His only comment about the episode was ‘oh this explains a shit ton about Brian’ Highlight tho: the date night opening happens and my brother goes ‘oh…yeah this is sort of awkward for a family night’ for some reason neither of us thought this through. But the best part was my dad going ‘hey, dudes be fuckin’ while doing a shrug towards my brother.

3x08: he was very confused why we skipped so much, he was also confused about them breaking up. He absolutely loved that Justin decided to be a stalker but at least got a little better since the pilot. He really liked their reunion. And then after it was done, my brother went ‘okay now you gotta watch it again so it hits harder’ and then replayed the reunion scene.

3x09: his only reaction was ‘yeah it fucking is’ when Ben called it the most historic reunification since Germany. He is absolutely tired of Mikey though. And he really liked how in the end they have this open relationship that clearly both are aware of how it goes. If only he knew..

3x10: he is very confused over who stockwell is. My brother gave him zero hints cause ‘maybe if you picked up my calls last year, youd know.’ He likes that at the end when they put posters up together, you can tell that Brian has been a big influence on Justin as in he goes for what he wants but Justin is a huge influence on Brian as in ‘he helps him figure out how to get his head out of his ass’

3x11: he really fucking lived that scene in the GLC and he just went ‘oh they planned this shit together.’ He loved the scene with Debbie and Brian but he was also a bit upset about it cause he’s still mad at her from the beginning of S2. And he was absolutely obsessed with the scene where Stockwell finds them with the posters.

3x12: only takeaway: he really enjoyed the scenes with Justin, Brian and Hunter. He likes how Britin has their own little banter and inside jokes that in his opinion Brian doesn’t have with anyone else. When they had that hustler/100$ bit going on, he went ‘Michael would hate this cause he wouldn’t be able to join in on the joke’

3x13: he was so fucking delighted with that scene where Hunter asks Brian if he has a boyfriend. And the you fucked a murderer scene was again a big hit. And his love for Brian grows every episode.

3x14: Brian is now his favorite person alongside Justin. The last scene made my dad cry and my brother cried as well. My dad turned to him teary eyed and went ‘fuck’ and my brother went ‘i know right?’ And he loves Britin more and more.

4x07: he is completely heartbroken over Vic. He’s really sad about Brian’s cancer diagnosis. And he is absolutely horrified with Justin’s haircut. He was so fucking confused when he popped up on screen that he actually screamed. And my brother went ‘oh yeah i forgot, he got a haircut..rude, right?’ When that little office scene where Brian loses it and then comes back to hug Justin came up my dad declared that Brian is deep deep in love.

4x08: completely heartbroken over seen Brian is such a bad shape. He thought it was cute how Brian took him to school cause he missed him even tho he felt like shit. He thinks this is where Brian started to reconsider some stuff cause of cancer. And once again LIVID with Michael.

4x13: confused because where the fuck did Rage the movie come from. Annoyed because Brian and Justin could have little bike trip together. He really likes Brian being a stubborn little shit tho

4x14: he is absolutely obsessed with Brian. He loved that moment where Brian explains why the bike race is important to him and he cheered him on like he was watching a soccer game. And the last moment with Britin made him absolutely love them both so much. He was smiling the whole time and then went ‘it’s nice that he got his head out of his ass and finally allowed himself to be happy and in love’

And then after the episode ended, my brother turned off the tv and went ‘doesn’t it end nicely?’ And my dad goes ‘isnt there some proposal and another season’ and before he could even finish his question, my brother goes ‘absolutely not. It got canceled after season 4 so i guess we’ll never know how they wanted to end it. Sad.’ And then he just left the room. And my dad stared at me and went ‘but your mom said that the finale was’ and he couldn’t even finish before my brother yelled from the bedroom ‘NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO’

I AM DYING at your dad’s reactions to the episodes. I adore that he loves Brian just as much as we all do.

“Dudes be fucking” is going to be my response to any pearl clutching about drag, queers, transes, etc that I see this year.

The Michael would hate this (everyone being in on the joke) observation is so right. Poor Mikey. But not really. Get a sense of humor that isn’t TUMS spelled backwards.

I am also glad that he appropriately appreciated the “fucked a murderer” scene.

He correctly dislikes the Pink Posse haircut. And realizes that Brian is in deep.

ALSO thank you. Someone should believe that the series ends at the end of S4. Brian asks Justin to move in. Period. End of show. “It’s nice he got his head out of his ass and finally allowed himself to be happy and in love” is correct. HAPPY ENDING. Done. Sorted.

[raz-b-rose]

TMNT 2k3 character study: Donnie

Donnie is not a pacifist.

I don't know where the fandom got the idea that Donnie is a pacifist and hates fighting from when our boy loves to throw down just as much as his brothers.

Yes Donnie is calmer and pretty laid back compared to his brothers (Leo being the only one that can truly be even close to his energy) but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a fighting spirit.

He can be just as quick as Raph in attack first ask questions later (because these boys just gotta protect each other at the cost of themselves I swear lol),  like with their first encounter with Leatherhead. 

There are a few instantly where he likes to see the best in people (cautiously of course) and tries to talk first, but that doesn't always work out. Like in the “The People’s Choice” he was hoping the space robot was friendly before attacking but didn’t try talking it out again until after Jhanna woke up. 

He has an inquisitive mind and knows that true growth comes from sharing ideas and principles. So he tries to learn from everyone they come across best he can. Like April, Professor Honeycutt, Traximus, ect as well as the various villains. He even builds a unique relationship with Casey, given the lack of anything for them to bond over. He has even learned from his brothers often taking pages out of their books and using their tactics to get the job done. 

He loves learning and understanding, but that doesn't mean he's a pacifist. He can and will defend himself and his brothers. He’s a ninja, and understands that he shouldn't seek violence but he’s not averse to it. 

He actually puts more effort into his ninjutsu than Mikey, working hard to maintain his skills and strength. (He also loves to show off by spinning his bo around like all the time, that I cant find a gif for C’mon)

He is the turtle who can remain calm the best, his panic barely noticeable compared to the others. He thinks quick, precise and gracefully. The Bo being his weapon of choice speaks to his ingenuity and ability to use anything available to him to his advantage. He’s a versatile turtle. 

His calm head has gotten them out of quite a few situations and even his solo fights has helped him survive. He knows when he can win and when to retreat without Leo there to direct him. 

Leo looks to him for strategies constantly as well, asking how they can go about a situation and what's the best solution, especially when machinery is involved. Leo respects and listens to Dons advise all the time. And its always a sweet moment when those two get up to mischief together, being the more responsible turtles. 

Honestly all of them respect his intellect and look to him constantly, but they never forget to thank him and show appreciation for him as well. (leave that ‘they don't appreciate Donnie’ angst behind) 

Now Raph and Donnie...iconic duo. Donnie helps keep Raph calm and Raph helps keeps him focused. And when they both gang up on Mikey, they are hilarious. Also Donnie using Raph’s nicknames for Mikey is just adorable. (chuckle-head, bone-head, ect) True middle child energy.

And it's because of that energy that I feel like the fandom got this idea. Mikey and Raph are very vocal in their fights, and Leo has a quiet aggression. Donnie is easily over looked in these scenes with his calm calculated attacks and 'go with the flow' kinda fighting style. Yeah there are times when he tries to trash talk and be a wise guy like Raph and Mikey it just isn't common enough.

Donnie is smart and understands having a well trained mind and body. He keeps himself in shape, rarely pulling “all nighters” as the fandom likes to headcanon. He’s got that nerdy quick wit that just makes you smile because he’s trying so hard. He’s sweet and makes friends easy, one of those extroverts that aren’t high energy. And honestly when compared to Leo, he’s even more patient! 

With that patience he has a wonderful relationship with Mikey. They can just sit and enjoy things together, like games and heckling from a distance. Both nerdy in different ways just bouncing that energy off of each other. Donnie was honestly probably the one keeping Mikey the most occupied during their contained stay in Aprils place. Donnie however isn't above teasing Mikey as well without Raph’s involvement. 

Donnie can and will fight and will use his brains to do it. He’s a smart one and works great under pressure. He’s a great Brother and Ninja. As SAINW proved, he’s the backbone to the family, and its his easy going nature that lets him flow with his brothers and keep familial peace. 

[jupiters-galaxy]

Random Tokyo Revengers hcs

Yes they’re emotionally damaged teenagers, but they’re *MY* emotionally damaged teenagers!

-Rainy weather soothes Baji, whenever it rains he sits near his bedroom window and watches it come down in the yellow streetlight. It makes him feel calm, and he rarely feels calm.

-Draken actually loves reading books. Libraries were a quiet space away from his chaotic home when he was a kid and he picked up the habit of reading! Comic books and mangas are without a doubt his favorite though.

-Mikey is the world's BIGGEST hot chocolate glutton. He tops it with so much sugar it's insufferable

-Takuya uses a LOT of sugar in his coffee and Akkun takes his without any cream or sugar. One morning they mix up cups. They both look like they're about to C R Y.

-Yamagishi and Makoto consider each other to be their best friend. but they're too embarrassed to ask "Am I your best friend?" So instead they awkwardly try to figure out and they have a lot of "WHAT ARE WE????" conversations. People thought they were dating for awhile because of that.

-Baji and Chifuyu are so close ok let me brainrot about them because I fully believe they're the dudes who are ONLY affectionate with each other. Not necessarily in a romantic way but like. Baji hates touching people, it makes him feel uncomfortable, but with Chifuyu when he's having a bad day he'll just. Fully lean on him. Bury his head in Chifuyu's shoulder, stay there just silent until he feels better. And of course Chifuyu lets him do whatever, he loves him and knows he needs a safe person. I LOVE THEM OK-

-Akkun and Takuya are so close. Of course their whole friend group is close, but Akkun and Takuya have that special friendship that no one else has. Takuya idolizes Akkun because he's stronger, and Akkun wants to protect Takuya because he's a good guy. It started as a symbiotic relationship but they have a lot in common and after a few months of hanging out they just genuinely harbored so much love for each other.

-I'm very soft for the idea of Draken picking flowers from other people's gardens and then leaving them on Emma's doorstep. He’s too shy so he’ll typically knock on the door and RUN. Mikey’s seen him before but he keeps the secret for him. He knows it makes her happy, so it's worth it! Picking flowers from other people’s gardens is just, the perfect blend of his deliquency and Emma’s softer, romantic tendencies!!

-Emma and Hina have sleepovers a lot(besties!!)! Hina will braid Emma's hair and Emma will fill Hina in on the events in Toman. Hina always berates the boys for being so trigger happy, but Emma just laughs and has fun gossiping with her!

-Hina secretly has Mikey's phone number, and sometimes when she's worried about Takemichi she'll call him and ask him to keep him safe. He thinks she's adorable for this, and he'll cheerfully talk to her on the phone until she feels a lot better. He'd never admit it but Hina is someone he considers to be a friend!!

-If Hakkai has a crush on someone he’d 100% try and confess in a dorky way, like with a playlist or something. He just,,, has the vibes :)

-Hakkai would be such a good hugger, not to ramble about him again but lord he’d pull you all the way in and wrap his arms around you and :) he’d probably pat your head :) He’s just so comforting to me ok let me have my fluff about this guy who makes me SO HAPPY-

-Last Hakkai one I swear but he’d probably stay on the phone with someone all night just to spend time with them. Like his best friend? Yeah, he has time for you! He’d stay on the phone with you just talking about anything and everything. His significant other? Definitely! His sleepy voice is so cute and he’d just ramble to you about everything before eventually devolving into telling you how much he loves you

-Hina’s favorite flowers are daisies and Emma buys her a hair clip shaped like a daisy!! She wears it whenever she dresses up

-That’s all for now, thank you for reading my ramblings! *disintegrates*

[moved2usagiiboo]

Before anybody says anything, yes, this is adult!Mikey. Ain't nobody writing about a damn child.

Slight nsfw, mdni

Mikey 🤝 love for tiddies

I can see Mikey with a oral fixation, he always has to have something in his mouth.

Once Draken didn't get him the food he wanted so he bit him 😢, he has the scar to prove it.

That's why he's I think he'd obsessed with your breasts. He loves them, small, big, doesn't care. All shapes and sizes, as long as he can grope them he doesn't care.

Maybe, a year or so into the relationship, after you both have gotten comfortable, he'll constantly grope you, pinch your nipples, suck on them. He would send you the cutest smile too, you don't have a choice but to let him keep doing whatever it is that he wants.

He's irresistible, but also a menace??? Like if his lover is taller than him, he'll literally stand next to you, reach up and grope your tits and just fucking leave his hand there... Sir, we're standing in line at McDonald's!?!?!?

It gets so bad that Draken hates coming around you guys, Mikey is so touchy it makes him uncomfortable. You gotta tell him that he can only do things like this in private :(

Big sad

"But you belong to me?"

Kshsisja he doesn't understand why he can't have his hands on you? You're his? Anybody has something to say, he knows how to fight🤧

Once you asked him why he's so obsessed with your chest....

"I like being able to hear your heart."

Lying his ass off 😢

But no, he has lost so many people in his life, he just needs confirmation that you're breathing, that blood is pumping through your veins. The constant sound of your heart beat tells him that.

Mostly there for the titties tho ✊🏿

Poor boy is stressed too. Your breast have come stress balls for him to release all his pent up aggression on. He'll sit behind you, wrapping his legs around your waist, violating any and all personal space. Mikey will just put his hands up your shirt and under your bra massaging your breast while kissing your neck.

Sometimes when the days get too stressful or he's just not feeling the greatest, this happens more than one would think. He'll just put his head under your shirt and lay in between your breast. You'll run his back as he lays soft kisses on your chest. He'll mutter about his day and how he barely had anytime to rest. Baby boy just needs a moment to recover.

Pls let him use your tiddies as comforting tools. 🤧✊🏿

[missnenesworld]

mikey talks

"so... you wanna talk?" Nori eyes Mikey as he shovels her chocolate chip waffles into his mouth. He still has those prominent dark circles under his eyes and she wonders if he really has been taking care of himself while he was away.

"can I finish my food first? I hate soggy waffles." she nods and starts cleaning up. by that time Nahoya had risen and made his way to the kitchen, surprisingly with shorts and a tank top on.

he hugs nori from behind and kisses her cheek. "can i have waffles too?," he pouts at her.

"no you can go get your own waffles," she miffs at him while plugging the waffle maker back in.

"always gotta be like that ma. after all I do for ya?" she side eyes him as he munches on a piece of bacon.

she shakes her head and laughs. "get on my nerves, hoya."

"I'm gonna barf up my breakfast nori. cut it please," Mikey's voice speaks up from behind them.

Nahoya grins at him. "well good morning to you too sunshine." he turns back to Nori. "I'll be back for my waffles after a quick shower." with that he disappears back into the room.

"with how often he's here i'm gonna have him start paying bills," Nori groans.

Mikey laughs and it makes her smile. She hasn't heard it in a while. "who knew you would end up with him. been pining after you forever." she tries not to think too deep about his words. luckily she didn't have to push it away for too long because Mikey slides his empty plate towards her. "guess I'm ready to talk."

"i mean you don't have to if you don't want to Mikey. I just want to help fix this and I can't do that if i don't know what's going on," she says with a sigh.

"your hearts in the right place sis so it's okay." he takes a moment, observing the granite counter, tracing the shapes with his eyes. "Nene had cheated on me during our two year relationship. with Shin of all people."

Nori's in shock. her friend doesn't seem like that type of person. she was deemed the group's sweetheart. she furrows her brows. "you caught her?" he nods, not meeting her eyes and tracing one of his hand tats with his finger. "do you know why she did it?"

he stops the movement of his finger. the silence is deafening. all they can hear is the running water from the shower. "never asked. just packed my shit and left. she made me look stupid and there shouldn't be any reason for her to fuck my brother." he’s starting to shake slightly from anger.

"calm down Mikey." she walks over to him at the kitchen island and sits next to him, rubbing his arm soothingly. “there isn't an excuse for it but I'm just saying there for sure is a reasoning to her actions. if she loved you and stayed with you for two years she wouldn't just be doing it just to do it."

his brows make creases on his face as he tries to get that information through his head. he didn't like being wrong or thinking that something he did was wrong.

"i'm not sure if i want to hear her side of the story... seeing her makes me feel those really bad feelings again." it's true he's always struggled with some mental health issues and it took him so long to finally gain some normalcy. then Nene came along and made him backtrack his progress.

he took off under the guise of needing to branch out his racing. the smoking came back for a bit. insomnia made his days endless. became a little more reckless with who he slept with and his racing, damn near getting into an accident and ruining his career.

that's when he knew he needed to get help before he slipped even further. "we should try Mikey. it's not fair to her if you don't hear her side of the story and try to at least mend your relationship."

he's not sure if he wants to himself but he wants to at least try for his sis, and anyone else who has made friends with Nene. "guess i can give it a shot. but don't say i don't do shit for you."

she smiles and hugs him. "there's my mikey. missed you brother."

his shell is cracking under the weight of love that he's missed out on for too long. "missed you too sis."

[wontlastimokwiththat]

Witches Mates-Chapter 5

Chapter 5 of Witches Mates is officially here. Don’t be afraid to share your thoughts, I don’t bite (unless you want me too 😉).

Warnings: Sexual Content

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Damien and Annette left with Luke, Michael, and Calum. I was in the study with Ashton, who was flipping through different books.

"So, what's your relationship with the Witches Council?" I asked him. He looked up from the book in his hands.

"I'm not against them if that's what you're asking," he told me.

"Not what I'm asking," I shook my head. "Have you ever dealt with them?"

"Not personally," he said. "I've heard rumors, though."

"What have you heard?" I asked.

"Why do you care so much? It's not like you'll be taking it over."

"Well," I mumbled.

"Wait, you are?"

"That woman earlier, my mom, is the head of the Witches Council," I admitted, playing with my fingers. "The guy last night, my dad, is a rouge vampire."

"I had no idea, J," he said, putting the book down and moving closer to me on the couch. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," I shook my head. "I, just, I need to fix it. Fix everything. My mom will be stepping down soon, I'm sure. I need to have a game plan for when I take over."

"You've already started working on one, huh?"

"I have," I nodded, standing up from the couch.

"Tell me about it."

"Even rouges have leaders, I want to get in touch with them. I want to see what needs to be done for them. And werewolves, they won't be forced to trigger their curse, they'll be given the option. I want the Council to have vampire and werewolf consultants, maybe even members. There'll be a treaty. It'll ensure fairness a-"

"Slow your role, J," Ashton interrupted, jumping to his feet. "As great as that sounds, it'll never happen."

"No one's tried before," I reminded him.

"And it's way too dangerous for you to be in any sort of communication with rouges."

"I can handle myself, Ashton. I'm a Firelight, I've got this." He shook his head. "What?"

"Rouges don't care who you are. If you tell them you're a Firelight, they're going to kill you that much faster. They hate your family and the Council."

"You sound like you know from personal experience."

"I do," he nodded. "My dad, like yours, is a rouge. He taught me a lot when I was little and disappeared when I was twelve. Stay away from them, J."

"You can't make me," I told him. "What's happening is wrong and the rouges saw that long before I did. We're on the same side."

"No, you aren't."

"They want justice for their people-"

"By killing every witch and getting rid of magic!" he exclaimed.

"What?"

"Rouges hate witches. Vampires, werewolves, they wouldn't exist if witches hadn't created them as personal bodyguards. We didn't ask to be like this, it's a curse. A curse that can't be broken until every witch is dead," he explained.

"I-I knew vamps and wolves were created from a spell but I didn't realize it was viewed as a curse."

"What do you mean?"

"The werewolves I know love being wolves. The ability to shift gives them freedom from their human lives. Plus, they have increased strength. The vampires I know love the idea of living forever with increased speed and strength. They have eternity to do whatever they want." I looked up at him. "My escape from my human life is in these books. My days, though I have many more than mundanes, are still numbered. I age slowly, but I age. I don't have strength or speed. My protection is based on fast I can properly say a spell or call an element to me. Witches created werewolves and vampires for protection, yes, but also to give them things we want. Immortality, shape-shifting, speed, strength, insanely good looks, well, most of us have that but you know. That curse you hate so much is something we'd kill for."

"I didn't know you felt that way," he said, walking over and taking my hands in his. "For one hundred and thirty years, I've looked at the downside of what I am. Then I met you and I realized it's not so bad after all."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, you're gorgeous and I certainly wouldn't have met you over a hundred years ago." I smiled as he brushed my hair behind my ear. "And since you're my mate, I feel like I'm whole for the first time ever. I've always known I was missing a piece of me, but I didn't realize how amazing it'd be when I finally found it. I mean, you're abso-"

"Would you just shut up and kiss me?" He laughed before pushing his lips to mine in a slow, passionate kiss. His hands grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to his body as my fingers tangled in his curls. His kiss was intoxicating and I never wanted it to stop. His lips were a bit cold but were really soft.

When I finally pulled away for air, Ashton began placing light, open mouthed kisses on my neck. At one point, I felt his fangs brush against my skin and I shuttered slightly. This didn't stop him, he kept kissing my neck, each kiss lingering longer than the last.

"I should stop," he mumbled between kisses.

"Don't," I gasped.

"I really want..." he trailed off.

"Do it," I breathed out. "Bite me, Ash."

I guess my encouragement was all he needed because his fangs sunk deep into my skin, causing me to moan and tilt my head to the side. His grip on my waist got tighter as he drank, bringing pleasure I couldn't describe. He stopped when my knees started getting weak, retracting his fangs and softly kissing the spot he'd bitten. He pulled back and looked into my eyes.

"That was so much better than I expected," he admitted.

"Agreed," I smiled, kissing his lips once more before beginning to unbutton his jeans. "This will be too."

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[fanfiction-ahoy]

First Kiss

A ROTTMNT Leo x OC blurb

After fighting alongside the turtles and becoming friends with them and April O'Neil, Minji felt like she had people to go to get away from some of her daily stresses. She was wary at first, not sure how she would fit in with their established dynamic. But months passed and it didn't take long to fall in stride with the group's antics.

She got nicknames like "pretty kitty," "foxy momma," and "hot shot" for her hero name (from Mikey), her lineage (via April and Leo), and for her talent (from Raph) respectively.

Hanging out with the turts always brought a smile to her face. Mikey made amazing food and she was always happy to lend a hand in prepping ingredients or taste testing new recipes. Donnie was great to challenge in video games and to discuss big brain topics with when she had the inkling to do so. Raph was the best for cuddles and venting, each other taking turns talking about shared interests to get their minds off the shared fear of letting their family down.

Finally, Leo; Leo was a wild card she'd yet to figure out. Minji knew that he was very fond of cheesy puns and definitely loved magic (she knew he enjoyed the fact that she can juggle balls of fire, at the very least). But what she didn't want to admit was the fact that, after so many one liners and casual touches, she might have grown feelings for the turtle. And she desperately hoped that he couldn't notice.

"What's up, Min?" A turtle greeted, popping into the girl's line of sight. She'd been deep in thought, sitting atop the skate ramp. It was a quiet day in the lair and she had dropped by when everyone was off doing their own things.

"Oh! Uh, hey, Leon," she smiled, waving a hand briefly. "I just came by to wind down after school, that's all."

The boy sat himself next to Minji, leaning back on his hands. Without looking at his friend, he stated, "I know your relatives are in town."

The way he said "relatives" made her shoulders bunch up. When her relatives came by, it was always a big kitsune party. "Who told you?"

"Your cousin sent me a pic of everyone and asked me where you were," he replied casually, shrugging as if it wasn't a big deal. Minji huffed. She knew it was a bad idea to tell anyone in her family about the turtles. But, what else could she have done when they barged into her apartment without warning? At least it was only her cousin that received the heart attack that night.

"Jiyoung shouldn't be dragging you into our crazy family business," Minji mumbled, slumping forward. "It's just that...with so many yokai under one roof, I just feel so awkward! Like, they can all change into foxes and I can't." As weird of a sentence that was, it was a fact she had yet to come to terms with. Her family was special and so was she, but the one thing that brought them together made her feel left out. Hell, she had to use a cloaking broach to make her feel like she was part of the fun family antics.

Leon placed a hand on the girl's shoulder, causing her to glance his way. "Yeah, but can all of them use mystic fire like you can?"

She hesitated. "No..." her cousins couldn't use the fox fire like she could. Even some of her older relatives sometimes struggled with the ancient technique. And she had unlocked this talent when she was a baby!

"Then stop moping about something you can't do and start embracing what you can! You're hot and they're not, Minji," the turtle teen announced, trying to get a laugh out of his friend.

Which it did. "I guess that's true, blue," she grinned, side-eying the boy. "But, I'm still not ready to go home just yet."

He nodded; he knew that hanging with them was a weird sanctuary she and April surprisingly enjoyed. "Wanna go on a walk, then? We can ditch mis hermanos y su familia and explore up top."

Minji suppressed the heat that started crawling up her neck. This wasn't a date, was it? They were just going on another one of their late night strolls. That had to be it, right? "Yeah, sure! I-I'd really like that."

Since he'd gotten up first, Leo offered his hand to pull her up. She'd taken it and once on her feet, got dragged to his room to watch him put on some human clothes. You know, to disguise his whole situation. As soon as he was ready, the two passed through the living room to grab Minji's hoodie before heading out.

Once out of the sewers, the girl took a deep breath and sighed. The air was crisp; a signal that autumn was near. That was probably another reason why the turtle had put on the outfit. Little did she know that he just wanted to feel like a normal teen hanging out with his normal crush.

Yes, Leonardo had realized his feelings for the girl were more than platonic after a couple months of getting to know her. It was a terrifying new experience for him, never really thinking that he'd have a chance at a relationship given that he was a mutant turtle. But, then Minji dropped into his life and he couldn't have asked for more.

Looking down at her, he smiled as she zipped up her tan jacket and pulled the hood over her head. It was big enough to fit him (he knew because he tried it on when asking why she insisted that she liked bigger hoodies to bundle up in) It amazed him just how much humans could vary in shape and size. She was short compared to him and his brothers; even shorter than April! But, that masked her mystic ninja background. Maybe that was what drew him in. The similarities and differences that caused their worlds to intertwine.

As the two walked along the sidewalk, they threw out jokes and talked about their misadventures. Since the streets were empty in the part of the city they chose, Minji conjurred a small blue flame and started flipping it between her fingers like a coin. Leo was amazed at how easy it was for her to use her mystic power. He still struggled with his sword and that was something he'd obtained. It wasn't something he'd inheritted through blood. He thought that made Minji much cooler in his eyes (despite the heat coming from the flames in her hands and in his heart).

There was a late-night cafe open that Leonardo had guided them to. It specialized in fresh baked desserts and milkshakes for those with a sweet tooth and habits of staying up til midnight. When the two entered, the scent of chocolate chip cookies hit them first. After getting a late night snack (and a compliment along the lines of "what a cute couple" from the cafe clerk that sent blushes to both of their cheeks), the pair decided to enjoy the rest of their night on the fire escape outside of Minji's apartment.

She'd grabbed a few pillows and blankets to sit on from her bedroom, the window of which they were situated outside of. Hunkering down, they both sipped on hot chocolate and munched on cookies for a quiet minute.

"Thanks for hanging out with me, Lee," Minji mentioned. She looked at him with a small smile, her cheeks still rosy from the clerk's earlier compliment (he dismissed her blushing, thinking it had to be from the cold and not over him).

"Hey, no problemo, chica," Leo smirked, holding his drink with both hands to keep them warm. "What are friends for?"

"Right; that's what friends are for..." Minji sighed. That comment unintentionally hurt both of them. Neither wanted to remain friends, but they were scared of how changing their dynamic might affect them and everyone around them.

A short silence filled the air, seemingly brought in by a harsh gust of cold air. The two shivered, not expecting a drop in temperature. "Hey, Leo? Do you maybe wanna go inside?"

They'd been sitting across from each other at first. With their knees up to their chests and their feet side-by-side atop of the blankets and pillows from Minji's room. He didn't realize that he was staring until she started to ramble. "We can go inside to get out of the cold and we can get more comfortable. Not that this isn't comfortable, but it is a little chilly. And we don't have to do anything! I know it's my bedroom and i-it's not like I'm expecting anything to happen but-"

Then he started his own clumsy reply, whilst standing up. "Yeah, no, totally! I-I got you; we should go inside and warm up because my feet are freezing."

Gathering up the stuff she'd brought out, making Leo trip by yanking a blanket from under him, they both scuttled through her bedroom window. Turning on a lamp, Leo got to see the simple layout of her space. A queen sized bed took up a corner of the room with a desk in the other. There was a small closet across from the bed, the fox mask he'd seen countless times hanging on the doorknob. The room was befitting of Minji.

"This is really nice, Min," he complimented, turning to look back at his friend. She was taking off her hoodie and shoes, thanking him with a soft smile.

"Will you be okay if I go change real quick? I'll be right back," she questioned, heading to the closet to change.

He replied that, yes he'd be fine, before she scurried inside the smaller space. Sitting on her bed, he tried to calm the fuzzy feeling in his stomach. Leon hadn't spent this much alone time with Minji without an interruption of sorts. Whether it be his brothers poking fun at him or something else. His train of thought was cut off by the girl walking out in an oversized long sleeve shirt, bike shorts, and fuzzy socks. With her hair tied up into a pony tail instead of her signature braid, she looked cute and cozy.

"Oh," Minji said, tilting her head at Leon. "I thought you'd change, too."

The turtle awkwardly looked about himself, quickly trying to come up with an explanation. "Oh! Ah, well, you see I didn't change because when I leave, I'll just have to put it all back on. Yeah, so, why not save myself the trouble, you know?"

"I guess you're not wrong," she agreed. "When are you gonna head out, then? It's getting pretty late and I would hate for Splinter to get mad at us."

He hadn't thought that through yet. Leo wanted to spend more time with his friend, but he also knew curfews were a thing now in the lair. "If you're feeling better, I can go right now," he smiled, gesturing to the window.

"Besides, I need my beauty rest. Do you think I look this good without a full eight hours of sleep?" He joked, striking a pose.

As she walked to her bedside, Minji chuckled, "you look good all the time, blue. I don't think it'd be that hard for you."

The comment caught the boy by surprise, literally throwing him off his game and balance. Did...did she just agree that he's good-looking? Was this an opening for a confession?

"Well, I, uh...thanks?" He recovered, placing a hand on the back of his very hot neck. "You look good, too; in fact, is it hot in here or is it just you?"

Finally sparing him a glance from a short distance away, Minji was doing her best at keeping her composure and firing back her own comments. "It's just me; thanks for noticing because I think I'm on fire," with that, she conjurred blue flames in the palm of her hand.

Breathing a relieved sigh, Leo laughed at her comeback. "If you're on fire, I think I'm at risk of burning up."

"Just don't stand too close then," she replied, putting the fire in her hand out as she sat on the edge of her bed facing the turtle.

"What if that's all I want, though?"

"Well, I-" she paused, watching as the blue banded teen approached her. "W-well-"

Standing over his friend, Leo leaned in close to her face. "Something wrong, Min? Kit got your tongue?"

"More like a turtle, but yes," she whispered, staring back at him. He was so close; close enough to feel his breath on her face. His hands moved from his sides and were placed on either side of her on the bed.

He could do it. He could kiss her right here and tell her all about his feelings. But, dios mio, was he nervous. I mean, she hadn't moved away after his advance, so that had to mean something, right? And she even shot back her own little comebacks! She had to share some of the same feelings, at the very least. Looking down at her lips, then back up, he silently hoped she got the cue.

What surprised him as he leaned in further was the fact that she did, too. Her lips met his briefly, in an awkwardly short first kiss. When they both backed up, Minji's face was bright red and she slapped a hand to her mouth. "I-I'm so sorry! I-"

She didn't get another muffled word out as Leon grabbed her hand away from her face and stole a second kiss. This one was more refined, as her other hand moved to his shoulder. This was it; he wasn't dreaming. He was finally kissing his crush! And she was kissing back! When they pulled away for air, he stated, "I'm definitely not sorry."

A text on Leo's phone interrupted the two, making the boy pull away with a grumpy sigh. It was from Donnie, letting him know that Splinter was making his rounds on the boys' rooms soon before going to bed. He groaned, wondering why something always had to ruin good things for him every time. Minji saw the text from the purple brother as the turtle placed his phone in her lap and his forehead on her shoulder.

"I'm guessing you have to go right meow, huh?" She giggled, nudging the side of his head with her cheek. He grumbled, moving his face into the crook of her neck. When he spoke, his lips brushed her hot skin. "I mean, yeah...but-!"

"No butts unless it's yours leaving my window, blue," the girl replied, trying to calm her nerves down and pushing on the boy to get him off her.

"I should take your butt with me..."

"Excuse you?"

"I said I should get going!"

"Uh-huh, sure you did," she rolled her eyes as Leo neared the exit. "I'll text ya later, okay? Gotta make sure you get home unscathed."

With his body already outside, Leo poked his head in to confirm that, yes, he'd text her when he got home. And before he could duck out, Minji bumped her forehead against his. An act that the two had grown accustomed to doing when saying goodbye after nights like these. It had been a running inside joke, since bonking heads into one another on a few occasions and once during a mission. But, it always held sentiment for the two. Now it was much more endearing than dangerous.

When the turtle got home, he was greeted by his disasterous twin. "Sooo, how was your date?"

"I-it wasn't a date! We were just talking," blue defended, failing to hide his blush. Purple rolled his eyes. "Riiight, and Galileo didn't discover the rings of Saturn."

"Did you do it, Leo? Did you finally confess to Minji!" Mikey gasped, poking his head around the corner.

"Or did she kiss you? You know, since you got that lovesick look on your face," Raph snickered, appearing behind his younger brothers.

"Ugh! Why can't you guys give me a break?!"

[kariachi]

So on Sunday my brain decided to throw Gwen/Mike/Kevin/Argit at me for some reason and today decided to continue with it, so.... Have a couple thousand word double feature.

~~

The house was smaller than the one Mike had been living in when they met, but just as if not more grand. Enough so that even Gwendolyn, nonetheless Kevin and Argit, had to stop as soon as they were out of the car to stare at its white stone walls, intricately paned windows, and the sheer amount of well-tended greenery and flowers. For all they had been told this wasn’t the normal place for family get-togethers due to being ‘not fit for hosting’, they simply couldn’t see it. It was still huge and gorgeous. No wonder Mike had been rolling his eyes when he said it. They couldn’t have been stood there gawking long before the front door opened to reveal a small woman dressed to impress.

“Mikey!”

“Monie!” And immediately Michael Morningstar- who in the three years since he’d gotten clean and the two he’d been a part of their little quartet had not engaged in displays of affection more grand than jewelry- bolted across the lawn, scooped the similarly excited woman up into a spin, and hugged her fiercely as soon as her feet had touched the ground.

“Remind me to get him to spin me at least once during this relationship,” Kevin grumbled as he and Gwendolyn rounded the car. “I don’t care if it happened right before he drops me into a volcano, as long as it happens.”

“Jealous, much?”

“Don’t be a hypocrite, Red. And stop scowling, she’s his cousin for fuck’s sake.” Something that was easier to tell as they came closer. There were plenty of differences- golden toned versus pink, tall versus short, blond versus grey, blue eyed versus green- but a few key features stood out. Their eyes were the same shape, they were of similar narrow build, and they carried themselves with the same proud bearing. The woman- Monie- stepped back as they approached, flashing them a toothy grin as Mike turned to present them.

“And these are my…” He goes quiet, mouth twisting and hand curling shut. They’ve never really worked out terms. Kevin and Gwendolyn were boyfriend and girlfriend, Kevin and Argit were partners, but Gwendolyn and Argit? Any of them and Mike?

“Yours?” his cousin offered in fond amusement. Mike nodded.

“Mine. Kevin Levin, Argit Levin, and Gwendolyn Tennyson.”

“Monette Morningstar,” she introduced herself, stepping around Mike and towards them. Gwendolyn stepped forward to offer a hand to shake, only to be wrapped in the same fierce hug Mike had gotten, and for Monette to quickly do the same to Kevin and Argit. “It’s a pleasure and an honor to have you here.”

“It’s a pleasure to be here,” Gwendolyn answered, still reeling a bit from getting a warmer welcome than she got from a fair chunk of her own family.

“We were beginning to think Sparkles was lying about having relatives,” Argit continued, “to make himself look better.” Kevin and Argit only had family in the Amalgam Kids and Cooper, who were always around, and they all were practically tripping over Tennysons, but Mike was the only member of his family he interacted with in their area, and the three times he’d gone to family events since they’d gotten together he’d insisted on going alone.

“Not surprised,” Monette said with a nod, “most of the others already hate you.” Gwendolyn snorted derisively while Kevin groaned beside her. They’d been warned the entire drive up, but still. “He doesn’t shut up about you, you know. Well, he hasn’t shut up about you since he was twelve-”

“Monie!” The woman kept her same easy, welcoming smile as he and Gwendolyn both went red around the edges.

“-but he’s even worse now. Shame, it would’ve been so fun to see him just drop you all on the family at once.” Stepping forward, Mike scowled at her.

“I am not putting them through that,” he said with finality as Argit snickered.

“Of course not,” she replied, waving off the very idea. “It’ll still be the funnest holiday since you ran off.” With another flash of perfect teeth she gestured them towards the house, falling in behind the little group with light steps. “Now come on, lunch is all ready and you kids must be starving-”

~~~~~

~~~~~

They had claim over the master bedroom whether they wanted it or not, their hostess more willing to eat her own legs than to risk them being crowded in one of the smaller beds. Not that it was much of a concern. Kevin had always been a tactile man, Argit had been born for piles of people, and between them it wasn’t at all difficult to cram the four of them into a space smaller than they had available.

It just meant they got to stretch out a bit, was all.

Gwendolyn was taking up as much space as possible, her legs hanging off the side of the bed and her head on Kevin’s chest. Meanwhile Mike had pressed the whole of himself against Kevin’s other side, stretched over him just enough so he could hold a tablet in place for he and Gwendolyn to read the book on it together. Argit didn’t even bother with distractions, content to doze splayed out across the boys’ legs, tail wrapped around Gwendolyn’s wrist. This was the norm for them, and Kevin had long accepted his destiny to be a mattress, generally working on a project or a book over the others’ heads until one of them groggily forced him to set it aside and go to sleep.

He’d already set it aside himself tonight.

“So,” he said into the quiet, fighting back a smile, “are we just not going to mention the whole ‘mine’ thing?”

“Yes.” Ears twitching, Argit snickered.

“Good. I’d much rather hear about how you talk about us all the time.” Mike groaned, shifting forward to bury his face in long red hair.

“Gwendolyn, lovely, perfect Gwendolyn-”

“Sorry, it’d work with Kevin but you know I can’t shut Argit up.” She shuffled away, just enough that she could turn her head and crane up to plant a kiss on his cheek. “It was nice to hear though. You’re harder to get an ‘I love you’ out of than Argit.”

“Because I don’t love you, Red,” Argit cut in cheekily, as Mike heaved something between a huff and a groan, “I tolerate you for the men’s sakes.”

“Uh-huh,” she replied, fidgeting with his tail, “you keep saying that.” Beneath them, Kevin chuckled as he reached out to tug gently at a lock of blond hair.

“We love you too, Sparkles.” In response Mike just pulled away with roll of his eyes and a huff, as if he wasn’t going red for probably the fourth time just since they’d pulled into the drive.

“I hate you all,” he answered with far less bite than he likely intended, “and one day I’m going to eat you out of pure spite.”

~~~~~

~~~~~

The first day of their holiday was definitely the best one. A nice, if simpler than expected, lunch with Monette. Meeting Mike’s Uncle Hector (Zombozo. Mike’s uncle was Zombozo. Zombozo, who wanted to start over fresh because apparently his line in the sand was risking making things harder on his nephew.) They’d had fresh pasta and baked apples at dinner, spent the evening exchanging stories, watching movies, and looking at pictures of Mike from birth to his teen years. Pictures Mike assured them, with a pained expression, had not been gathered for this event. His cousin and uncle were just exactly the types to have them on hand.

Monette’s parents had shown up on the second day and things had started getting tense. They loved their daughter, that was evident from the first moment they’d arrived, but otherwise… Nobody could really blame them for being openly unimpressed by Hector- excepting the younger Morningstars, apparently- but they treated Mike the same way some of Gwendolyn’s relatives treated her. Loving, but with the sharp edge of impossible expectations. The rest received polite distance, like they were some fling Mike’d drug along rather than people he’d been with several years. Still, they managed a nice, if awkward, dinner, and sat up late listening to embarrassing stories of Monette and Hector’s childhoods. It wasn’t fun, but there were fresh desserts and the evening wasn’t any more painful than larger Tennyson gatherings.

The third day though, that was Thanksgiving proper, and it brought the rest of the family. The middle cousin, Teddy, and his fiancé. His parents. Great-aunt Winnie. And suddenly, like a curtain was flung open, you could see how Darkstar happened. You could even see how Zombozo started.

These people did not like mutants.

They did not like aliens.

They did not like bastard children.

It hurt to know that the two had been outnumbered for so long.

Dinner was beyond awkward. Passive-aggressive comments flew to a degree even Argit hadn’t seen before, and he made it his job to antagonize Gwendolyn’s mother’s family whenever they met. Both sides threw jabs back and forth- about people’s jobs, people’s diets (never before had Kevin been seen passive-aggressively giving someone food but the moment Winnie had said something about Mike’s appetite it had been war), people’s lifestyles, people’s taste in clothing. Nothing, it appeared, was off limits, with the exception of a single “while you’re around” comment batted at Gwendolyn that’d had Mike tensing on the other side of the table and Monette putting her foot down as hostess. What sort’ve jab it had been was unknown to the non-Morningstars in the room, but it took a good forty seconds for people to begin talking again after the snapped reprimand.

By the end of dinner nobody was in a good mood. There was a steak knife lodged to the handle in the far wall of the dining room, from where Kevin had lost his temper and flung it at Teddy’s head (in his defense, he had warned the table about making any more comments about his partners, and Monette treated it no differently than if he’d had the misfortune to drop it on the floor), Argit was muttering about “no wonder you didn’t bring out the good cutlery for these people”, Mike, Gwendolyn, and Hector evacuated the room as soon as it was polite to do so for their own mental health, and Monette had a smile on her face that was sharp enough to cut glass. It was amazing nobody (namely Winnie) had been thrown out a window and most likely that was only because they were really nice, presumably expensive, windows.

The rest of the evening didn’t even have the decency to be entertaining. Just a slog they got through with tight-lipped politeness and a healthy dose of passive-aggression before heading to bed- ignoring the pointed comments about ‘making’ Monette give up her room as they went. Mental and emotional exhaustion had them sleeping soundly, waking at first light. They stayed long enough for coffee, breakfast, and Mike to hug his proper family members goodbye before heading out before anyone could wake up enough to start in again.

They were an hour down the highway when Kevin pulled over.

“Okay, I’m saying it now,” he announced in a tone that brooked no argument, “Monie can visit anytime, your uncle is a maybe, but I am never sitting at a table with the rest of those fuckers again in my life.” The others nodded at Mike in agreement, though Gwendolyn at least had the decency to try to look sorry.

“You know,” he replied, honestly looking like a weight had been taken off his shoulders- and with how Gwendolyn could be about her own family it probably had been- “I think I can live with that.”

[mychemicalficrecs]

long fics with gerard/frank and mikey/ray?

Try these!

Frank/Gerard and Ray/Mikey Longfics

Catching Pieces of a Fallen Sky by snarkydame, 21k, Mature. Ray and Frank are the only survivors of the Jersey Queen, an independent freighter hit by (space!) pirates. In the chaos, the doomed ship took a blind jump through the hyperways, leaving them stranded in a dark and lonely quadrant of space. Mikey and Gerard are the last remaining crew of a legendary "ghost" ship, the Ravenkroft, which has been lost for the fifty years since the War that Broke the Stations. They've been avoiding inhabited space due to emotional scarring from the loss of their crew, and a feeling of isolation due to the fact that they are in fact cyborgs. They pick up Ray and Frank's escape pod, and promise to help them. In the process, old feeling of guilt are assuaged, new emotional ties are wrought, and the legendary ship comes home.

Unholyverse by Bexless, 187k, Mature, Explicit. Religion! Horror! Exorcisms! Piercings! And Gerard is a priest.

Time Travel 'verse by ladyfoxxx, 79k, Explicit. In which 2005!Frank and Fun Ghoul get it on. Then Frank accidentally winds up in 2019.

L For Lucky (M for Mine) by orphan_account, 42k, Explicit. “Yeah, look.” Mikey turns his head to peer at the crowd over his shoulder. “This is going to seem weird, but.” He stares behind him and seems, for a moment, at a loss for words. “Well, there’s no tasteful way to say it.” Mikey looks Ray in the eye and just shrugs. “This is a highly organized sexual gathering for very specifically kinky people.” Ray feels a bit of spittle lodge in his throat and tries his best not to sputter when he disagrees, “That’s actually a pretty tasteful description of an orgy.”

Pizza 'verse by ladyfoxxx, 29k, Explicit. The AU where they all work at Brian's pizza store.

Should we kill him? by rarepairqueen, 56k, Explicit. Gerard, Mikey, Ray and Bob have been thrown into the lives of hitmen. Killing people for profit at the hands of a higher power. With no way out of contract killings, what'll happen when they have to kill a misunderstood school boy by the name of Frank?

The Fall and Rise of The Black Parade by wordslinging, 53k, Mature. “I used to think this was Hell. I mean, I always figured that’s where I was headed, if there was any afterlife. And then when I got here…there were no lakes of fire, or anything, but I was stuck on my own in a place where nothing grows or changes, so I figured, okay, Hell’s just a little different than I always thought it would be. But then, after a while…it wasn’t so bad. I found a place where I could kind of belong, and I met Toro and Brian and Bob and Mikey…and you. And I figure…if I was in Hell, falling in love shouldn’t really be in the cards, should it? So after that, I started thinking—okay, maybe this place isn’t anything I ever heard about in school or church. But then again, maybe it is. Maybe this is Purgatory. And I always had the idea that Purgatory was kind of like prison, y’know, you gotta serve your sentence and the only thing that’s gonna get you out quicker is good behavior or having friends in high places. But maybe—maybe you don’t have to just sit around waiting for someone to tell you your sentence is up. Maybe Purgatory ends when you get yourself out of it.”

Tattered And Torn by partyghoul, 131k, Explicit. Known as the scapegoat to the majority of the school, Gerard was always the loner. He was the kid who never got invited to parties, the one no one ever talked to, the one who was never given the chance to socialize. Between sneering peers and a malicious teacher, he learned to blend into the background and accept his fate as an outsider. He had given up hope on ever finding a friend... until Frank came along, changing both their lives, forever.

Across The Lines by iamdali, 67k, Mature. A summer to change everything. Frank Iero is just trying to get out of high school alive when a boy from across the lines makes him question himself, his beliefs and test just how far he’s willing to go in order to be who he wants to be. Gerard Way is home for the most important summer of his life. He’s going to build bridges with his younger brother, help out an elderly neighbour and meet a boy from across the lines.

Pan Verse by Roxy_palace, 42k, Explicit. "Second street on the left, and straight on till Mornington Crescent. Tell them Pete sent you."

Desecrated Kids by wellthisisprettyrisque (collettephinz), 144k, Explicit. Everyone moves into a new town and thinks it's strange. Stepping out of the car with a weird feeling tingling down the back of your neck isn't actually that unheard of, but finding that unmarked grave in the woods behind your house is. Frank Iero wonders if his mother moved him here so he'd disappear off the face of the planet, or if she actually wants the body to be found. All he knows is that this town has some horrible things happening to it, and no one seems to care enough to lift their heads and actually see. He has no idea what's going on, and is one of the few people that wants to find out. Luckily, Gerard is a few steps ahead of him.

We Are Literally the Kids From Yesterday by romanticizingchemicals, 21k, Mature. Frank Iero's the new kid at school, and basically, we have some pretty awesome relationships going on. You want Rikey? You got Rikey. You want Peterick? You go for it, you animal.

When Both Our Cars Collide by SeraphStarshine, 95k, Mature. Gerard is barely surviving until a new neighbor moves in next door, and for the first time in ages, Gerard finds himself with a friend that isn't his little brother. Gerard never imagined that one beautiful boy could change everything for him, but he can't ignore the way Frank makes him feel, or the improvements he has seen in himself. Gerard is aware that he is falling in love with Frank even though he knows it is wrong...he is seventeen while Frank is only thirteen. But he can't deny his feelings no matter the consequences.

As Fun as Homework Can Be by gerardwaytops, 62k, Explicit. Gerard is fresh out of university and is plunged straight into the world of work as a teacher at his brother's high school. He loves his job, but can he resist the temptation of the hot student that he sees most days?

You’re The Only Hope For Me by rc0ncan, 40k, Mature. "You can't imprint on a human!" "Watch me" In Frank's simple world, things like werewolves and vampires only existed in high budget Hollywood films using overpaid actors. Living in the small Jersey town of Belleville, Frank lived a comfortable life. He manages the small diner left to him from his grandparents and attends church every Sunday. He is constantly dodging set up attempts from the little old ladies that frequent his diner or in his congregation. Frank thought the craziest thing he would ever see in this sleepy town was Mrs. Yamaguchi throwing her husbands clothes out the second story window when she caught him cheating. But that would all change when he meets the gorgeous and mysterious Gerard Way.

I didn't want this... until I met you. by Nixy_x, 90k, Explicit. Gerard hated being the most wanted Omega at school, he was fed up with it all. There was nothing special about him he just wanted the Alphas to leave him alone. He didn't want this... But when a new Alpha starts school and turns his whole world upside down he starts thinking that maybe he does want it after all...

A Series Of Hauntings by Anonymous, 89k, Teen And Up Audiences. Gerard lives in a lighthouse by Dead Man's Point. He spends his time talking to the seagulls, and painting his prophetic visions. He's seen his fair share of strange things, but when Frank Iero jumps off the cliff's edge, Gerard will do anything just to bring him back. Anything.

The Lights You Make by Honestmouse, 172k, Teen And Up Audiences. It's been a year since Ghoul literally stumbled onto Kobra and Party's door step. The trio have become close in that time though just recently having begun to call themselves a crew. Ghoul and Party are helplessly attracted to each other, though for some reason denying it. And Kobra? Well he's just himself. A little lonely but soon he has something, or someone, to take his mind off of it. That person however is not exactly in the best uh shape to help Kobra as he watches his brother and best friend ignore their feelings towards each other. Also: who the hell decided it’d be a good idea to give them a baby?

[buttercreamscenes]

Weightless - Mikey Pearce

Request: Could you do an imagine with any of the buttercream guys where they make a fat joke and their gf gets upset because she used to be overweight?

Smut: No

Requests are OPEN!

A/N: I hope you like it :)

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“I mean, she wasn’t exactly the skinniest.” Mikey explained, letting out a laugh. “She was definitely one of the bigger ones I’ve been with.”

“Seriously?” You asked, placing your drink down. You and Mikey had been dating for six months now and although he sometimes said stupid things, this was definitely one of the worse.

“What? It’s true!” Mikey said, trying to defend himself.

“As if that makes it okay.” Letting out a sarcastic laugh, you got up from the table and began grabbing your things. “You know Mikey, you should really think about the things that you say because right now, you look like a total dickhead.”

Slamming Caspar’s door behind you, you headed back to your apartment, trying to get Mikey’s words out of your head. Sure, you didn’t expect the others to say anything about it but you felt a sort of responsibility to put Mikey in his place. Growing up, you had never been the skinniest girl in the world. You got most of your weight from your parents, something you couldn’t control growing up, however as soon as you hit University, the Freshman 15 lasted throughout your education and it seemed to only get worse as the years went on. Finally graduating, you made a promise to yourself that you were going to get in shape and finally be in control of your body. You worked hard for almost two years to get to a weight you felt comfortable with and although you loved your body now, the memory of the little girl would always follow you around. Although you never felt the need to tell Mikey, you knew you couldn’t just sit there and listen as he made jokes.

“Babe,” Mikey called, entering your apartment. Rolling your eyes, you walked towards him, not allowing him to fully enter your place. “It was just a joke.”

“No it’s not, Mikey.” You replied harshly. “It’s not a joke because it’s a reality for some people. People are laughed at every single day because of how they look, why would you want to be a part of that? I used to be one of those girls that you seem to think it’s okay to joke about. I’ve worked hard to control my weight and to be someone I’m proud of. However, I will never forget that little girl who used cry every single night because of people like you. I hated myself. Mikey, I don’t care if we’re in a relationship or not, I will never let you talk about a girl like that. No, correction; I will never let you talk about anyone like that. It’s disgusting. There’s a million ways to describe someone; don’t bring their weight into it.”

The room fell silent as Mikey looked down towards the ground. You never thought you’d have to explain this to him but if you could change one person’s view on the situation, you’d be happy.

“I’m sorry.” Mikey expressed, moving towards you. “I’ll watch what I say next time.”

“Thank you.” You said, wrapping your arms around him.

[unify-my-universe]

So here is the first part of my Mikey Palin/Monty Python story...

Any feedback will be greatly appreciated, I will try and put all the parts on as much as I can over the next few days! It’s set during the filming of The Holy Grail so 1974 :)

Penny couldn’t remember a time when she didn’t want to be an actress. She guessed she’d been born at the right time. When she was a teen British culture was really starting to take shape. Rock and roll, The Beatles and Monty Python. Penny adored Monty Python, especially Michael Palin who she fancied a lot more than she’d care to admit!

She’d been given the chance to appear as an extra in a medieval film about the search for The Holy Grail. Though being a history graduate, she was well aware that The Grail was a legend but had some historical truth.

It was a nice change from her stuffy flat in Birmingham, though she wasn’t prepared for the rain in Scotland… Rain was particularly notorious for frizzing up Penny’s wavy hair. However what she really wasn’t prepared for was the cast members for this film.

Penny made the drive up to Scotland in the late April of ‘74. There she met with the director or directors as she later discovered.

She waited outside the hotel where she was told the cast were meant to be staying and who did she see coming towards her? Terry Jones and Terry Gilliam.

Oh my god I’ve only landed myself in a bloody Python film… Terry fucking Jones and Terry fucking Gilliam are coming right towards me. Stay calm Penny, stay calm.

“Hello there I’m Terry Gilliam and this is Terry Jones, we’re the directors of this film.”

“Yes I know who you are. I’m a big fan of Python. I actually can’t believe I’m in a Python film, in the audition all they said was that it was a medieval film about The Holy Grail. Though that’s not strictly true as The Holy Grail is only a legend but with some historical truth.”

“Oh look out Terry, we’ve got a history expert. Mike will love you…” said Terry Jones with a grin.

Oh god they mentioned Michael Palin, I’m gonna be meeting my crush. I can’t do it I’ll just end up embarrassing myself in front of him. I’ll probably blurt out that I love him or something. That’ll certainly scare the poor guy off.

“Anyway, joking aside what’s your name?” said Terry Gilliam trying to act serious but failing miserably.

“Penelope but you can call me Penny.”

“Penny as in?” said Terry Jones.

Both Terry’s started singing Penny Lane at her much to her disgust. Oh the amount of times she’s had people sing the song since the song was released back in ’67. She rolled her eyes.

“Yes as in the song…”

“Ah sorry Penny we won’t annoy you any further with singing the song. Looks like you’ve heard it a few times already…” said Terry G.

“Just a bit.”

“Tell you what, we’ll give you chance to check in and unpack then if you could get to Castle Doune in the next hour or so that would be great! Here’s the directions and we’ll give you chance to read the script. Do you know what part you’ll be playing?” said Terry J.

“Uh no I don’t.”

“I’ll tell the girl Jonesy. You’ll be playing one of The Castle Anthrax girls, who pine after Mike’s character Sir Galahad the chaise.”

Sounds like heaven to me, not much acting involved there…

“Sounds great!”

“So we’ll see you in an hour or so?” said Terry J.

“Yes see you Penny.”

They went off singing very loudly Penny Lane, Penny felt like strangling them.

If they sing that once bloody more… Bloody Pythons.

Penny soon checked into the hotel, would she be near the Pythons? She started to unpack, hanging up clothes in the wardrobe and then freshened herself up in the bathroom. She got into her car and studied the directions the two Terry’s had given her. Well they seem straight forward enough.

By the time Penny got there, she saw the Terry’s testing the cameras and it seemed they were already squabbling. She tutted and rolled her eyes. She knew she had to go over to them and ask for a script.

“Oh Penny you made it! What’s up?” said Terry G.

“Um, I need a script?”

Terry Jones tutted at Terry Gilliam.

“Oh god yes of course you do, here you are. We’ve just been testing the cameras to see if they work, we’re starting on the Bridge Scene today. That’s one of the last scenes in the film. Tell you what while we’re filming that, why don’t you have a read of all the script? You could perhaps give us some pointers on historical accuracy? What with being a history graduate and all. Besides it would be nice to hear a different more pleasant voice than Mike helping us with the history side of the film!”

“Okay, thanks!”

She went to find a seat to sit on. She admired the scenery for a moment. Doune Castle really was beautiful. She supposed that was the inner historian talking. She began reading the script and before she knew it she was roaring with laughter. The argument at the beginning of whether coconuts migrate, The Black Knight, the Constitutional Peasant, the dashing Sir Galahad and Tim the Enchanter, she imagined that this would be a firm comedy favourite for years to come.

She got to her scene where Michael nearly doesn’t resist temptation. It was such a typical Michael scene. How could the character Sir Galahad remain chaise in a castle full of beautiful girls?

The sun started to peek through the clouds and Penny smiled. Is it possible for it to be ever sunny in Scotland? The clouds were still dark so Penny wasn’t expecting the sun to last for long…

She carried on laughing to herself till she heard a voice out of the blue.

“Having fun there?”

She looked up from her script and it was Michael Palin. THE Michael Palin. She blushed furiously.

I’ve just acted like a complete tit in front of Mr Michael ‘Sexy Pants’ Palin for that was Penny’s nickname for him. Not that he’d ever find out this nickname…

She jumped slightly.

“Oh. I didn’t see you there.”

“It’s alright, I could see you were reading the script so I didn’t want to disturb you. I don’t think we’ve met have we?”

“No, no we haven’t…”

Penny looked at the ground. She didn’t know the right way of acting in front of Michael. If she acted herself she’d come across as a crazy fangirl, the last thing she wanted to do was scare him away.

“I’m Michael, Michael Palin. What’s your name?”

“Penelope but you can call me Penny.”

“Penny as in—"

“Yes Penny as in Penny Lane…”

Oh man that sounded really rude, now he’s gonna think I’m a right bitch.

“I’m guessing the Terry’s have already graced you with a rendition of Penny Lane?”

“Unfortunately yes. I wouldn’t mind it so much if people hadn’t done it for the past 7 years…”

“Yes I can imagine it would get pretty annoying. So Penelope, what made you want to take part in this frankly ridiculous film?”

Penny squirmed when Michael called her Penelope, it reminded her of when her mother would tell her off for every little thing she did wrong. Penny was glad to get away from it all.

“Well I didn’t even know it was a Python film, it was advertised as a medieval film about the quest for The Holy Grail. Though as I said to the two Terry’s, it’s not strictly true as The Grail is only a legend with some historical truth.”

Michael nodded slightly, he seemed impressed by Penny’s historical knowledge. Michael being a history graduate himself, he understood the importance of getting everything in this film historically correct.

“You know your history! Is that what attracted you to the film, the history side?”

“Well I am a history graduate… So yes that was what initially attracted me to the film. Then I found out I was going to be working with the Pythons. I’m big admirers of you guys, you make me laugh so much.”

“I gathered that when I saw you laughing at our script! Just wait till you see it acted out!”

“Yes I can’t wait. How did the first bit of filming go? Terry Gilliam said something about you filming a Bridge scene?”

“Oh yes it went relatively smoothly, though the directors aren’t 100% happy with it so we’re going to have to film the bloody scene again a bit later. Much to John’s disgust, god it’s only the first day and already John’s getting restless.”

Penny was well aware of John’s reputation for being difficult to work with. Still Penny considered him a very funny and talented man. Though not quite as good as Michael.

“Oh dear well you have my sympathies.”

“Thanks Penelope.”

“Do you have to call me Penelope?”

“Why? Don’t you like it?”

“No I hate it, it just sounds so posh and gives the impression I’m snobby.”

“Well it’s either Penelope or a week of me singing Penny Lane at you.”

“On second thoughts, probably best you stick with Penelope.”

She loved Michael’s teasing. He was single right? She knew he’d had a string of failed relationships, bit like herself. Come to think of it, it was rare she got on with anyone. She realised she much preferred her own company. However she was enjoying Michael’s company, he was the exception.

“Ha thought you might say that! So what part are you playing in the film?”

“Oh one of the girls in Castle Anthrax?”

“Ah one of my scenes! Well I look forward to working with you.”

“Mike! Where the bloody hell are you? We’re starting shortly and we’re waiting for you!” screeched Terry Jones.

“Sorry Penelope, the screaming Welshman wants me so I better get going! You don’t want feel the wrath of a crazed Welsh person, see you later!”

He gave Penny a little wave and headed off in the direction of Terry Jones’s voice. Once Michael had gone, Penny felt a little lightheaded.

I’ve just spoken to THE Michael Palin, THE Michael Palin! God I need a drink.

She carried on reading the script and by the time she’d finished the entire thing, they still hadn’t come back from filming. She could tell that they were going to be many arguments amongst the Pythons… Most likely caused by John. Then she heard a loud voice.

“Oh for christ’s sake Terry this is ridiculous. We’ve done five takes on the wretched thing and you’re still not satisfied with it?”

She noticed that behind John was Eric Idle who gave her a cheeky grin then rolled his eyes at John. It seemed that John had been like this through the entire process of shooting the scene. He made his way over to Penny.

“Alright there darlin’? Excuse Mr Cleese, he’s been like this all day… What’s your name squire?”

“Penny and yes as in the song.”

“But John, I can’t help it if the smoke got too heavy and started Eric on a coughing fit!” said Terry Jones.

“Can’t you use a previous take or something? Because frankly we’re sick to death of filming the bloody scene.”

Actually it was quite amusing for Penny to witness the Pythons arguing, she started giggling to herself.

“Enjoying the show?” said John.

“Oh no, no not at all.” Said Penny, she starts to giggle again.

“Come on guys let’s take a break. Let’s not bicker and argue already. Fancy some lunch Penelope?”

“Oh Penelope eh? Oh we aren’t half posh! Where’s Gray anyway?”

“Dunno, I thought he was behind me. I’d better go and find him, when he’s had a few he could be anywhere!” said Eric.

“Yes I’d love lunch, thank you Michael.”

Michael Palin is taking an interest in me, ME of all people!

To be honest Penny was quite glad to get away from the Pythons, they didn’t half bicker like school children…

“Sorry about the others. They’re just all a bit stressed out because our Directors are such perfectionists! Hope you haven’t been put off too much working with us.”

“Oh no, not at all. Actually I found it quite funny.”

“Well I can assure you, we’re not always at each other’s throats. I suppose it’s like siblings really.”

“Yes I suppose so.”

Penny wouldn’t know that feeling. Being an only child and all.

“Anyway, what did you think of the script?”

“Oh I love it. I can’t wait to see it acted out!”

Penny tried to hide her obvious love for the Python’s work but it was no use. It was plain as day. Michael smiled. He obviously wasn’t creeped out by her obvious love for all things Python.

“You’re not very good at hiding your love for our show are you?” said Michael with a grin.

“No it seems not. I just don’t wanna freak you out.” Said Penny with her head down.

She was embarrassed again. Normally she was quite vocal with other people but when she was around Michael she felt like a giddy school girl.

“Oh don’t be silly Penelope. Don’t worry we’ll be doing the Castle Anthrax scene later. I think the guys will be quite glad not to see another bridge again!”

“You die in that scene right?”

“Yes poor Sir Galahad snuffs it. Though in the original draft he actually accompanies Arthur and Bedevere!”

“Palin! You’re needed for this fucking Bridge scene!” shouted John.

“Oh dear I’d best answer Cleesey’s call! See you later Penelope.”

The more Michael called Penny by her full name, the less squeamish she found it. Now it just seemed completely natural. Michael really was the exception.

“So who was that girl you went off with Mike? One of the extras?” said John.

“Yes her name’s Penelope but she does prefer to be called Penny and yes as in the song Penny Lane.”

“Alright Mike no need to get your knickers in a twist. She a, uh, goer?” said Eric going into his famous Nudge Nudge sketch.

Michael rolled his eyes. He didn’t know why he was so bothered about people keep singing Penny Lane every time she said her name. Maybe he just didn’t like to see her angry or anyone angry for that matter.

“Oh for goodness sake Eric, course she isn’t! I hardly know the girl!”

“I say chaps, Mike is getting awfully defensive isn’t he?” Piped up Graham.

Michael sighed, Graham didn’t know half the time what was going on how could he comment?

“Can we get on with this scene?” said Michael.

Penny meanwhile was bored out of her brains. There was only so much of script reading she could do before the stuff became unfunny. She saw a blonde woman walking towards her, it was Carol Cleveland.

“Hello there I’m Carol, I hear you’re in a scene with me?”

“Yes The Castle Anthrax one.”

“I gathered your name is Penny?”

“Yes or Penelope according to Michael.”

“Oh that’s just typical of Michael, calling people by their full name! I’m sorry that the lads have been giving you a hard time with singing Penny Lane at you, sometimes they really can be such arses!”

“Oh no it’s alright, should have expected it from them really. They are rather silly people.”

“That’s no excuse to act cruel! I bet you hate the song now don’t you?”

“Oh I loved it when it first came out, then all I got from my classmates at university was a rendition of the song every day. No wonder I didn’t make many friends at university…”

Come to think of it Penny had, had a pretty lonely childhood and adulthood. Now, at the age of 25 for once in her life, she didn’t feel alone. Carol was a breath of fresh air and she told Penny about how great the Pythons were to work with. Yes they played a lot of jokes on her but she knew that they loved her dearly.

“You know Michael isn’t the saint you might think he is! He plays his own little part in teasing me but it’s all part of the charm.”

Penny had been full witness to the Palin charm, it was very hard to resist! Though Penny didn’t think he was being especially nice to her. She knew it was Michael’s nature.

She had a really nice chat with Carol and she had suggested that Penny ought to meet Connie Booth, the witch in the Witch Village scene and John’s wife. Penny knew Connie as being in How to Irritate People (a precursor to Monty Python) and as Michael’s best girlie in The Lumberjack Song. Oh how she loved that song, she would sing it whenever she felt down which was pretty much all the time.

“Hey Penny, Carol, we’re ready for you!” shouted Terry Gilliam.

By the time the castle was all set up, they were ready to shoot. This was it. She felt sick. Before she knew it Terry Jones had said action and they were filming the scene.

Michael came into the castle soaking wet. Penny felt sorry for him, she was worried about him catching a cold.

“Honestly I can handle this lot easily.”

“Yes let him handle us easily!”

“I can defeat them, there’s only 150 of them.”

“He’ll beat us easily, we haven’t a chance!”

Penny’s job was just to repeat what Carol had said such as we haven’t a chance and he’ll beat us easily. It was quite simple really.

God I wish Michael could handle me easily and spank me!

For that was also one of the lines Penny had to speak too. Though she could claim that she had been acting, she had meant every bit of it.

Michael came up to her after the first take had been shot. He was fiddling with his parting which due to it being wet was all messed up. Penny smiled to herself, she loved Michael’s hair that length. She had this uncontrollable urge to stroke it. It looked so soft.

“Well done on your first big acting break, now you’ll never work again. It’s the curse of working with The Pythons!”

“Oh look at you, you’re soaking wet!”

“Oh that’s the least of my worries, it’s the allergic reaction I have to watch out for!”

“Allergic reaction?”

“Yeah I’m allergic to wool but don’t worry I’m taking something to ease it.”

Penny noticed that Michael’s entire costume was made of wool, it must have been an absolute nightmare for him! However to her, Michael looked very handsome even if he was feeling very uncomfortable.

“Well please be careful.”

She couldn’t help but be concerned. Michael was rather flattered that Penny cared so much about his wellbeing.

He hadn’t realised before how pretty Penny was. She had brown wavy hair just below her shoulders and hazel eyes, he hadn’t really noticed how striking her eyes were before. The headdress she was wearing covered her hair. As her hair was a bit too short to fully tie up.

“Penelope, I’m flattered you care so much about my wellbeing but honestly I’ll be fine. I’m a grown man, nearly 31!”

Although Penny already knew Michael’s age (it was in one of those magazines she’d read, sort of like a pop profile?) she thought he looked her age. Michael had always looked younger than he actually was all the way from when he first came on television.

Just when Penny was about to compliment Michael, John interrupts.

“Madam, can you forgive me for taking the piss out of your name? I really am a pompous arse when stressed!”

“Can we have that in writing John?” cracked Terry G.

John shot him a dirty look.

“Honestly John, it’s fine, if it helps I think my name sounds posh that’s why I hate it.”

“Jonesy? Is this girl in any other scenes?” said John.

John had taken a shine to Penny, he wasn’t sure whether it was her down to earth nature that intrigued him or her pretty face. It was no secret that John liked women, in fact all the Pythons did. Except Graham of course.

“No only the Castle Anthrax scene.” Said Jonesy.

“Get her in a couple more scenes, this girl has talent.”

Penny smiled though she wished Michael was saying this to her.

“Oh no honestly guys that’s too much. I’m grateful enough as it is you’ve given me this small part!”

“What scenes do you suggest John? Honestly Penny, we don’t mind fitting you in a couple more scenes you’re certainly one of the best extras we’ve had!” said Terry G.

“Well I think she should be in The Witch Village scene and one of the guests at the wedding of Prince Herbert.” Said John.

She knew these were scenes with mostly Mike in them, she froze for a moment. It was bad enough having to deal with Michael as Sir Galahad without subjecting herself to more torture!

“Guys, guys let Penelope make a choice of whether she wants to do any more scenes or not!”

She was flattered Michael came to her defence. Michael was the only one who saw this from her perspective, well sort of.

“I’m really flattered that you think so highly of me. I feel you’ve overestimated my acting ability but if you really think I’m up to the job then I’d love to take part in those scenes you’ve mentioned.”

Penny knew that in this business, it pays to be brave and try new challenges. Michael grinned at her. She reckoned that secretly he wanted her to film more scenes. On the whole The Pythons had taken such a shine to her, she couldn’t quite believe it!

“Jolly good to hear that Penny.” Graham slurred.

She was impressed Graham could even remember her name in his state, was she really that special?

“Thanks Graham. So is filming wrapped up for today?”

“It certainly bloody is! We all need a good shower!” said Eric.

The Pythons rushed to their cars and headed for the hotel. As Penny later discovered, there was very limited hot water at the hotel and it was a great rush to have a shower before it went cold. Penny only found this out when having a shower herself, she didn’t need a quick shower either. It was a full shower session! She screamed very loudly when the cold water hit her.

“Ah! Jesus Christ!”

The sad thing was, she just had to deal with it. All the product that was applied to her hair had made it incredibly greasy and she wanted to wash it out.

She heard a gentle knock on her door. Luckily she had just finished washing her hair so wrapped a towel around her body and her hair in a towel. By the time she’d done all that, the door knocked again. This time more erratically.

Fucking hell give me chance to answer…

She was ready to give the person on the other side of the door a piece of her mind until she realised that it was Michael who had been knocking.

“Oi—oh Michael it’s you.”

She held onto her towel self-consciously. She really didn’t look her best, her mascara had run all on her face and she knew if this towel came off, Michael would see everything. If it was any of the other Pythons seeing her like this, she wouldn’t care but she wanted to make a good impression on him.

“Sorry to disturb you Penelope, I heard some screaming are you alright?”

“Oh yeah I’m fine, it’s just the water was freezing.”

“Ah yes, forgot to mention that there is very limited hot water in this hotel and once all the Pythons have been in, there’s not much chance of getting a nice hot shower!”

“Ah that explains it then. Anyway, I um, better sort out my hair.”

“Oh yes of course. Oh before I forget, the lads wanted me to ask whether you fancied going to the pub with us a bit later?”

“For drinks, food or both?”

“Well both if you like. The others have already eaten you see so they’ll probably just have drinks!”

“Okay sounds great!”

“So see you in about an hour or so?”

“Yes see you in an hour.”

She immediately started to dry her hair and put on a suitable dress.

God this is silly, why am I bothering to make all this effort for a man like Michael? He’s famous and lovely and handsome and kind and so out of my league…

Penny wore a long flowery dress and shoes with a slight heel. Michael came knocking on her door again and just stared at her.

“You look, um, nice Penelope.”

To Penny it sounded like a reluctant compliment but really he was just shy. He didn’t want to scare her off. He had to be subtle in his approach.

“Thanks, you look nice too.”

However what Penny really wanted to say, was that he looked absolutely bloody gorgeous.

Man it’s a good job he can’t read my mind…

The evening went very well, Michael was cracking jokes left, right and centre and the other Pythons seemed very interested in Penny’s personal life. Though she claimed incessantly there wasn’t much to tell, they weren’t convinced. Therefore Penny only went into a brief summary of her life, such as her time at university, how she got into acting and what her hobbies and interests were.

She didn’t mention her parents at all, well to Penny they were barely even parents…

“But Penny, surely you do more than just sitting watching telly in your flat?” protested Eric.

“I don’t exactly have any friends to go out with. Surprisingly enough I’m not a very likeable person.”

“Oh well I wouldn’t say that Penny…” said John with a wink.

Was she imagining that John liked her a lot more than she should? She knew that her heart belonged to Michael in some strange, obsessive way. He was the perfect man. Why would she want anyone else when the man of her dreams was sat right next to her?

“Trust me, I was horrible to everyone at university. The only reason why I’m being nice now is because I admire you so much. Honestly you’ve been my only friends one way or another.”

“Well we’re glad to be of assistance Penny!” said Terry J.

She had to admit she was a little worried about the amount of alcohol Graham had already consumed. She made a mental note to ask Michael later if he was aware of Graham’s excessive drinking.

“Were the people at your university not very nice to you?” said Michael.

Michael seemed the most intrigued by Penny’s past. He sensed a dark past and a dissatisfaction with her life. He thought that her being offered to work with him and his closest friends was the best thing to happen in her life. He was determined to make her life so much better. Somehow.

“They weren’t so bad, I was just focusing on my career ambitions. Though when I was in the Drama Society performing the end of year plays I did meet some good people, well talented people in any case. I noticed that in the acting profession, it’s survival of the fittest. So much bitchiness around, so you could say I’ve always been alone. I’ve always been the person I can most rely on it seems.”

The Pythons seemed a bit surprised about Penny’s life experiences, they knew she wasn’t very old and already she’d been fucked around a lot. However Michael had this urge to give her a hug and assure her that she wouldn’t be alone any more.

After a couple more hours in the pub, they all headed back to the hotel and Penny could safely say she was ready for bed.  She said her goodnights to the other Pythons as they headed into their rooms, until Michael was the only one left.

“Well thank you for an enjoyable evening. It’s been the most fun I’ve had in a while.”

“Our pleasure Penelope. I just want to say on behalf of all of us that whenever you’re feeling alone that we’re all here to listen and help. Even though we’re a group of silly sods we do have a heart.”

“Thanks Michael I really appreciate it, well goodnight.”

They walk up to each other as if they’re about to hug but stop. They smile at each other and head into their respective rooms.

Oh damn was meant to ask Michael about whether he was aware of Graham’s drinking problem. Oh well something to ask another day…

Michael had really enjoyed spending the evening with Penelope, it made a refreshing change from hanging around with The Pythons all the time! He went peacefully to sleep with the thoughts of tonight’s events.

[cvmisado]

ryden fic rec list

ahh so over the years i have read some AMAZING ryden fics…and some not so amazing ones. here, my dear friends, is a masterpost of some ryden fics that are definitely worth reading. make sure to read the warnings that the links give before reading please!! (there are 41 as of now, i update it like once a month)

 ♡ = favorite

one shots:

1. Falling is Like This: So, Brendon is madly in love with a boy from the candy shop. The boy from the candy shop. There’s only one. 

“I bet he’s sweet,” Pete cracks, and Brendon rolls his eyes and groans.

ryan is so cute in this. and the story line is so fluffy and adorable i mean,, c’mon. 4,571 words.

2. let the good times roll: A college/barista AU. 

ryan’s kinda obsessed with fall out boy. i love how this ends. also slight joncer. 3,650 words. 

♡ 3. Love, Sex, and Parachutes: Spencer owns Decaydance Skydiving and employs many of the bandom boys. 

this fic is kinda like the office and it’s so funny and i love it okay just read it. lots of ships. 3,847 words.

4. Purple Is Not A Christmas Color: KID!FIC Brendon has a problem with the fact that Santa put Ryan on the Naughty List.

i live for kid fics and this one is no exception. so fluffy. 5,657 words.

♡ 5. If I were stalking you then I’d know your favourite cookie flavour (Oatmeal Raisin, by the way): Spencer’s a video game addict, Jon’s kind of an ass, Brendon’s in Fall Out Boy and Ryan, uh, well he has a stalker.

ryan and jon work in a coffee shop. brendon’s kinda creepy but he has good intentions. trust me, it’s good. 6,011 words.

6. Sleepover Princes vs. Goodnight Girls: Ryan totally has a thing for Pete Wentz. Brendon should be happy for him, right? 

ryan’s a slick motherfucker and brendon’s a jealous one. 5,487 words.

♡ 7. Love In A Letterbox: AU. He’s always found a sanctuary in books, a protection almost. A world of your own where no one else can change things you don’t want to be changed.

so deep and well written. really cute library au. 6,007 words.

8. From A Pretty Mouth: “Are you wearing lip gloss?” Spencer asked as he passed by the two boys right when Brendon pursed his lips in the mirror. “Damn right I am!” Brendon exclaimed, and grinned at the drummer.  “It tastes like strawberries.”

ryan has a brendon’s lips kink. hot make outs. really short though, 2,000 words.

♡ 9. This Is Halloween: Brendon turns into a four-year-old just before Halloween.

the CUTEST. baby bren is so so great and has a lisp when saying spencer’s name. 2,981 words.

10. Candyboy: There is an urban legend about how a boy can get the most spectacular and orgasmic kiss of his life, if he dares to try it. 

this fic is pretty hot with an interesting story line. i’m pretty sure it’s a crack fic. 1,700 words.

11. Like A Magic 8 Ball, But You Can Only Ask One Question: Jon has the power to know whether someone’s gay or straight or somewhere in between.

jon saved everyone’s lives. just like irl. 3,689 words

♡ 12. Every Night You Stay: It wasn’t Ryan’s fault that Brendon had, apparently, taken everything he said to heart and decided to make Jon his new best friend and secret boyfriend. 

ryan is so weird, jealous, and hilarious in this. i felt so bad for jon hfshjfsdj. it’s by one of my fav authors. 5,342 words.

♡ 13. Best Laid Plans: Brendon had a three-step plan to make Ryan Ross fall in love with him. He didn’t write it down or anything (and if he did, the tiny, shredded pieces of paper were scattered across some highway between Wisconsin and Indiana, so no one could prove it), but it was a very specific plan. 

THIS IS HILARIOUS. i love this fic sossoso much cause brendon tries so damn hard to get ryan. featuring octopuses playing pianos (it’s not crack i promise) 4,600 words.

♡ 14. The Theory of Infatuation: Brendon’s the drama geek with the voice of an angel, and Ryan’s the socially crippled boy on the newspaper staff who loves him.

o!!!!m!!g!!!!!!!! the perfect high school au, ryan is too cute for his own good.  5,896 words. 

long fics:

♡ 1. Eccentric Times At Barrington High: The Office/High School AU: For some odd reason, a documentary company decides to document the daily lives and struggles of the teachers and students of Barrington High.

(OR: Music teacher Patrick Stump is hopelessly in love with his best friend trademark emo English teacher Pete Wentz, valedictorian William Beckett may or may not have had sex with the new Spanish teacher Gabe Saporta over his summer break in Jersey, pretentious and Coldplay-addicted Ryan Ross hates the lively and optimistic music teacher Brendon Urie, and more scandalous and weird things happen)

oh. my. god. this fic made me laugh so hard. mikey way is kind of an asshole and the description isn’t exaggerating when stating “Coldplay addicted Ryan Ross” because he honestly is. I’m pretty sure he fantasizes about Chris Martin on a daily basis. tyler and josh are the camera men. oh yeah, and halsey is in it. they are teachers except the tai guys and halsey. 75,032 words. 

2. Two Weeks In Hawaii: After being left at the alter the night before his wedding to Pete-fucking-Wentz, Ryan cashes in his honeymoon tickets to Hawaii where he finds that maybe not all men are complete assholes. – features pretty much every relationship ever, tons of characters, a bunch of relationships, and more butthurt and angst than any one story should. 

william is so great in this story. brendon’s such a sweetheart too. the beginning is so sad. i may have hated pete wentz for three days after reading this fic. lots of drama and angst. 112,075 words.

♡ 3. Two Vatos Locos Full of Carnalismo and Inamoratos: You dream with your soulmate. That’s how you learn who you’re meant to spend the rest of forever with. It’s simple, really, almost too easy. There’s no struggle unless your soulmate lives miles upon miles away. At least, that’s what usually happens. At first, Ryan thinks he’s sick. That he’s messed up or broken– maybe that’s why he didn’t dream with his soulmate for so long. But then he does, and fuck. Of course his soulmate is a fucking trauma case.

WARNING: WILL FUCK YOU UP. i’m not even exaggerating. it’s so angsty and sad and perfect and i love it so much. also, please read the tags before deciding to read this fic. some include: abuse, alcohol, suicide attempt(s). this isn’t the full thing so please take care and read the tags. 207,878 words.

♡ 4. Our Eyes Shine the Brightest When Our Faces Are Covered in Dirt (sequel to Two Vatos…): “Life isn’t a Disney Movie, and the world isn’t that generous. Sometimes, a story ends with an unsatisfying fade to black, and that’s all you have.”

Ryan struggles to teach his students this after taking a university teaching job to distract himself from his absent soulmate and his dying friend at home. He begins wonders if the ring on his finger means anything at all to Brendon.

read Two Vatos before reading this one. this may be even more sad and angsty, if that’s even possible. i cried a lot while reading this & the prequel. keep tissues handy. 104,062 words.

5. The One Thing I Never Expected: Ryan is Brendon’s best friend, they grew up together. But Ryan is different. An accident when he was a child left him deaf. Brendon has always taken care of Ryan, but now he’s starting to care for Ryan in a different way.

this is one of my all time favs. there’s a rape, suicide, and alcohol mentions. this is so cute and yes, they do have sex eventually. high school au. 91,000 words.

6. Star Shaped: Brendon’s not having the best holidays season ever.

you may want to read Forever, Now before reading this fic for it to make more sense. it isn’t ryden, but the story will make more sense if you do. 54,593 words.

7. Brilliant Smiles and Barely Scraping By: Brendon’s holding something inside of himself. It’s far from his heart; that’s where his favorite songs are kept. What he keeps secret is held in a place that Brendon himself doesn’t even want to try to find.

If Brendon couldn’t fight battles, Ryan was more than ready to fight for him

so so sad and worth reading. highschool au. there’s mentions of abuse and is quite angsty. this fic made me really angry. 73,600 words.

♡ 8. Rock Band Is (Not) A Synonym For Love: A mall AU. Pete’s head over heels for an oblivious Patrick, Gerard’s running out of ways to tell Frank he won’t date him, Ryan’s successfully trying to ignore his feelings for Brendon, and Spencer’s trying to make ends meet even as he slowly falls for Jon. On top of all that the big mall celebration is coming up and there’s all kinds of trouble keeping everyone on their toes.

so so cute. all your fav ships in one: peterick, frerard, joncer, and ofc ryden. pretty funny as well. 45,000 words.

9. Freaks: An accident lands Ryan in the hospital, and he meets Jon, who tells him of a mysterious patient on their floor.  There’s something not quite right about him, but then again, there’s something not quite right about Ryan as well.

ryan is so self concious and kinda an ass. jon & spencer are the best. 46,000 words.

10.  I Don’t Have a Library Card… But I’d Love to Check You Out: AU college. Brendon is close to flunking out of college, and his roommate and partner in crime, Jon, is not helping. He seeks refuge in the school’s library and finds a little more than a place to study. This is a story about finding love, taking chances, and being true to one’s self. 

ryan is adorable and sarah may seem like an ass at first, but she’s not. oh, spencer and sarah are siblings. 46,500 words.

♡ 11. How To Kill A Straight Guy: “Have fun eating your once-living flesh! I’ll be in here masturbating to girl magazines I got from my pot-smoking friends!”

the summary above is just for the first chapter. this fic is AMAZING and soooo much angst. it’s unbelievable. you will probably end up crying. it has a kind of sad ending, just warning you. 75,766 words. 

fics that are too long to be one shots, but too short for the long fics:

♡ 1. Just A Dash Of Fairy-maldehyde:  Brendon had never expected to even meet a real nymph, let alone fall for one.

so so so cute!!!!!!!!!!!! the story line sounds weird, but honestly it’s not at all?? the author totally works it. ryan is flustered so easily and it’s adorable. it’s written by the lovely @buttercupross give her a follow and check out her writing! it’s amazing, and so is she. 14,914 words. 

♡ 2. What We Invented: Now Brendon really doesn’t mind having boys in his bed, especially pretty ones and the one currently occupying his sheets seems quite pretty. It’s just…he likes to know who the boys in his bed are and he has absolutely no idea who this boy is.

ryan is so strange in this but it’s a good strange so it’s okay. the joncer is also so cute like? bill beckett is ryan’s roommate. 7,411 words. 

3. Let Me Down, Charlie Brown or How Jon Walker Saved Christmas:  Christmas time at the mall sucks, especially for those who work there. Brendon has given up on Christmas, Ryan is uptight, and Jon just wants to help. 

pete dresses up in a santa costume and patrick is in an elf one. brendon works in a pet shop and spencer always somehow always knows shit. 13,239 words.

4. Love in Bloom: Ryan Ross is a normal boy who struggles with his past. Can one rose seller at the side of the road help Ryan remember the past while still living in the present?

i’m pretty sure i had a revelation while reading this. i remember crying after reading this. a lot. 12,000 words. 

5. The Interpretation of Dreams: “I think something’s wrong with me,” Brendon tried to explain. “I basically have dreams so great that they kind of make real life pale in comparison. But not so great that I can tell the difference when I dream.” “And this… is a problem?” Spencer looked skeptical.

this fic was also really sad. very well written. so much pent up emotion. 20,000 words. 

6.  The Laundromat: Ryan doesn’t want to know the names of the people who come into the Laundromat. He doesn’t want to know what makes Tattoo Guy talk to Guy Who Never Showers. He doesn’t, but a new customer might just undermine all the work he’s done to distance himself from the world.

ryan’s names for people are pretty funny. features joncer, frerard, gabilliam, and peterick. 20,427 words. 

7. Silver Roses: Happiness doesn’t grow on trees - but maybe it grows on rosebushes. 

there’s slight william beckett/jon walker which was a first. spencer is evil. this is kinda a cinderella au. cute. 23,000 words. 

8. Brendon Urie: Pet Detective: Ryan Ross is the new kennel attendant at Thompson & Thompson Vet Clinic. When he meets his co-worker, Jon Walker, they begin to discover dogs disappearing from their kennels. When Ryan’s own dog, Hobo, goes missing, Jon Walker knows exactly who to call.

i almost gasped out loud when i found out who took hobo. pretty creative. 18,000 words.

♡ 9. Just One Of The Girls:  “Spence, I’m. Look, I’m going to prove this girl-thing to you, okay? I’m going to,” he held up his hands, “this is so brilliant, I’m going to become a girl.”

pretty hilarious. ryan turns into a girl. vicky t is amazing. 20,830 words. 

♡ 10. Every Speck of Dust Illuminated: “Z Berg.” Brendon pauses dramatically for effect. “Is a witch.”

Jon drags a spoon through the foam to draw a four leaf clover, complete with stem. Brendon admires it for a second.

“Brendon,” Jon sighs. “I know you don’t like that Ryan is spending so much time with her, but you don’t get to go around saying shit about people.”

Spine stiffening, Brendon responds as levelly as he can manage, “This has nothing to do with Ryan. Well, besides the fact that he’s hanging out with a witch.” 

Elizabeth Ann Berg is a witch. (and there is Charlotte the cat, Ryan the oblivious, and Brendon the hopelessly infatuated.)

you need an account for the link to work. it doesn’t take very long to make one and it’s free. but, this fic is pretty good and ryan is an old man. not literally, he just dresses like one. 15,931 words. 

♡ 11. For Whatever You Loose: You can’t always get what you want - unless you fish it out of the ocean.

mermaid au!! brendon and jon are mermaids and ryan and spencer are humans. brendon is so cute. 14,500 words. 

♡ 12. You’re Going to Recycle That, Right?: The one where Ryan is a hippie college environmentalist and Brendon just wants a better music auditorium. Featuring Ryan Ross chaining himself to a tree.

ryan is pretty hilarious and smokes a lot of pot with jon. the ending is really cute. 10,600 words.

13. Because You Looks Like A Jackass: Apartment AU! Basically: Brendon’s just moved into town. He courts Ryan Ross with flowery words and also a coat rack. He falls flat on his face. 

brendon is honestly so weird in this but it’s kind of endearing and cute. 7,600 words.

♡ 14. Serenade In Blue: Brendon makes Ryan stupid.

brendon likes ryan and ryan likes brendon but they both have no idea. ryan acts really weird when brendon is around and even more when he’s singing, it’s hilarious. z berg is the greatest. 8,013 words.   

♡ 15. This Happy Ending’s Just Beginning: The Disneyland parade has evolved into an all-singing, all-dancing extravaganza and Brendon wants to be part of it. Unfortunately there aren’t a lot of opportunities for the guy who sells knick-knacks by the park gates. Enter Ryan, the parade’s current star attraction, who might just have a plan to get Brendon everything he always wanted.

disney au!! my heart melted. spencer hates everyone, overall really amazing. 28,348 words.

  16. You Got A Crew? (I Got A Crew Too): AU. Every June, in the world of Las Vegas hair care, it’s all about one thing: the Annual Services Survey. Can struggling hairdresser Brendon Urie and his coworkers finally win over rival salon Cobra Starship? Shenanigans ensue as they battle it out, all while Brendon struggles to keep his eye on the prize—and away from that cute but prickly reporter.

i kept avoiding this fic for some reason? i wish i hadn’t though, it’s hilarious and the pranks are hysterical. one of my favorites. 24,000 words.

here, my friends are 41 of really good ryden fics totally worth your time. if you ever have any questions, don’t be afraid to hit up my ask box. oh, and i apologize for the sucky descriptions, i’m not good at summaries. i tried including fics that i haven’t seen everywhere, so that you can get some new fics. please let me know if the links aren’t working.

make sure to take care of yourselves and read the warnings that the links give before reading. happy reading!

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hello hello hello!! i would like to add some of my own lyrical analysis to this, mainly in the form of the song wilson (expensive mistakes)! this is mostly going to be based on assumptions and not actual facts, but i figured it would be at least a little relevant. i’ll try to keep this short and sweet but basically-

“but then i got drunk and i forgot what i was talking about”

look, it’s no surprise to anyone that, for a long time, mikey way suffered from substance and alcohol abuse. so it’s safe to say that just maybe during the summer of 2005, both mikey and pete were doing a lot of drinking. maybe this lyric refers to their relationship starting off as a drunken blunder, only for it to evolve into something more? who knows

“there’s nothing more cruel than to be loved by everybody but you”

this one almost speaks for itself. as you can see in the above post, pete definitely references once or twice (at least, he believes) that mikey never really loved him. or, not in the same way that pete loved mikey. around 2005, fob was finally solidifying themselves in the music world for the first time, gaining a new found popularity that they had never experienced before. so, imagine, you’re 20-something-year-old pete wentz and you’ve fallen head over heels for this lanky blond dude, while also gaining all this fame and notoriety at the same time. what do you think your sappy, edgy-poetry-loving-ass would treasure more?

(and now, for my favorite one)

basically, the whole chorus is pretty damn gay, but the dumbest lyric of it has always stood out to me A FUCK TON.

“i’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker color”

and believe it or not, this lyric might actually have a meaning behind it aside from being stolen from a pretty damn popular quote, apparently.

so basically, mcr were like, the kings of emo. this is no secret. and what color do you think of when you think of mcr (more specifically, revenge and bp era mcr)? that’s right, black. and, okay, technically there is a color darker than black, but vantablack doesn’t count because only anish kapoor can use it and fuck that guy. aside from that, it is pretty much impossible to get a color darker than black. so basically, what pete is saying with this lyric is, “i’ll get over you when someone better comes around” and since it’s impossible to get a color darker than black, it’s also impossible for anyone better than mikey to come into pete’s life at any given time. ouch.

“i hate all my friends/i miss the days when i pretended with you”

okay, so pete doesn’t literally hate his friends. there probably would be no fob if that was the case. but remember earlier when the op mentioned how pete and mikey were never seen hanging out together during warped 2005?? or how they would form all those clubs together like, oh i don’t know, best friends would do?? to keep it simple, here pete is saying that he misses pretending to just be mikey’s friend

and last but not least-

“i became such a strange shape/from trying to fit in”

now, this one is tricky, because it could theoretically be interpreted in a few different ways. but for once in my godforsaken life, i’m gonna stick to a theme here and analyze it in a petekey mindset. this one becomes pretty simple when i do that, though, and basically all it means is that pete felt weird when he tried to pretend he wasn’t in a relationship with mikey- trying to fit in. as progressive as times were back then, it still wasn’t really the same to be in a mlm relationship as it is today. duh. obviously they didn’t really want the media finding out about them, but pete still felt strange about hiding it. maybe this led to the downfall of their relationship?? i guess we’ll never really know.

but yes, that is it!! sorry this was long, but when i get into song analysis, i get *very* into it. again, all of this is simply speculation, and almost zero percent of it is actual fact. but still, i hope it made you guys consider some things! thanks to the op for inspiring me to write all this out lol

The Full Petekey Manifesto

this took me 3 hours. enjoy.

petekey is a ship between pete wentz of fall out boy and mikey way of my chemical romance. the ship is based around the very cursed SUMMER OF LIKE, 2005. during that summer, both fob and mcr were at warped tour.

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REALLY  LONG  CHARACTER  SURVEY. RULES. repost ,   don’t  reblog!    tag 10! good  luck!      TAGGED. stolen from @bloodbaptised      TAGGING. @formother and those who really want to attempt to flesh out their muses!!

BASICS.

FULL  NAME :  Michael Audrey Myers. NICKNAME :  Michael, Shape, Mikey. AGE : Twenty-one in his main verse. BIRTHDAY :   October 19, 1957. ETHNIC  GROUP : Caucasian. NATIONALITY :  American. LANGUAGE / S : Understands English. SEXUAL  ORIENTATION :   Asexual with an inclination towards females.      ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION :  Aromantic. RELATIONSHIP  STATUS :  Relationship-less. CLASS : Middle class until containment in Smith’s Grove Sanitarium, technically in poverty upon escape. HOME  TOWN / AREA :  Haddonfield, Illinois.  CURRENT  HOME : Haddonfield, Illinois. PROFESSION : N/A. Serial murderer and escaped mental patient.

PHYSICAL.

HAIR : Brown and overgrown, slightly curly at the ends. It was dirty blonde when he was a boy. EYES : Like large, shining obsidian stones on his pale and empty face. Full lashes. NOSE : Average length and width, slightly turns up at the tip. Almost button-like. FACE :  Surprisingly youthful, nearly angelic. Slightly round, lack of wrinkles or laugh lines from lack of expression. LIPS :   Near thin. Very gentle curves on the Cupid’s Bow. Pale pink. COMPLEXION :  Pale, unblemished and unmarked. BLEMISHES :  Nothing visible. SCARS : Verse dependent. No scars in his main verse but covered in burns after the explosion at the hospital. TATTOOS : Verse dependent. None in main verse, but in the Cult verse he wears the symbol of thorn on the inside of his wrist. HEIGHT : 6'0″. WEIGHT : 168 lbs. BUILD :    Average, but mildly lanky. Possesses much more strength than what meets the eye. FEATURES :  Pale skin and smooth, unblemished features. Blank expression and deep black eyes that stare. ALLERGIES :  N/A. USUAL  HAIR  STYLE :  Very much unkempt. Tangled and unbrushed. How it falls is how he wears it. USUAL  FACE  LOOK : Smooth and unfettered as a blanket of fresh snow or a blank sheet of paper. His eyes don’t seem to focus. They seem to stare past you and far into the future---or far into the past. USUAL  CLOTHING : Blue mechanic’s coveralls and work boots. On his head is a white mask that shields his face, expressionless and intimidating. He does not like to remove it.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S :  None. The closest thing that arouses anything remotely like fear in Michael is the exposure of his face. He is not the evil entity he tries so hard to be when his youthful, cute face prevents him from being as scary. Plus, that mask has become an integral part of his personal identity. Without it he can function (assuming that he himself made the choice to remove it), but when it’s taken from him he experiences a sensation akin to panic. ASPIRATION / S : To recreate again and again the events that preceded his incarceration: the murder of family members reminiscent of his murder of his elder sister, Judith.  POSITIVE  TRAITS : Tenacious, resourceful, clever (in ways) NEGATIVE  TRAITS :  Remorseless, withdrawn, deceitful, bears grudges, murderous, blase, cunning, dangerous, manipulative, obsessive, unemotional,  MBTI : ISTP-A: The Virtuoso ZODIAC :  Libra. TEMPERAMENT :  Choleric. SOUL  TYPE / S :  Hunter. ANIMALS :  Hunts much like a cougar does. VICE HABIT / S :   Murder, holding grudges. FAITH : The Myers family went to church every Sunday but Michael never believed in God. No faith. GHOSTS ? : Does not want to think about it. AFTERLIFE ? : Does not care to think about it. REINCARNATION ? :  No. ALIENS ? : Does not care. POLITICAL  ALIGNMENT :  None. ECONOMIC  PREFERENCE :  Technically he is in poverty. SOCIOPOLITICAL  POSITION : No. EDUCATION  LEVEL : Kindergarten.

FAMILY.

FATHER :   Peter Myers. MOTHER :  Edith Myers. SIBLINGS : Judith Margaret Myers (elder), Cynthia Myers (renamed Laurie Strode, younger) EXTENDED  FAMILY : Jamie Lloyd (niece), Steven Lloyd (son/grandnephew), John Tate (nephew) NAME  MEANING / S : Michael: “Who is like God?”/”He who is closest to God.” Audrey: Drawn from “noble” and “strength.”  HISTORICAL  CONNECTION ? :  Michael’s name is EXTREMELY biblical.

FAVOURITES.

BOOK :  None. MOVIE : None. 5  SONGS :  He has none. However, these songs remind me of him. ( x x ) DEITY :  Verse dependent. Forced to worship the Entity in Dead by Daylight. HOLIDAY :   Halloween, the only time when he is truly active. MONTH :  October. SEASON :  Autumn. PLACE :  His home on Lampkin Lane in Haddonfield, Illinois. WEATHER :  Cloud cover darkening the night sky. Cool, crisp air that just nips at the skin. SOUND : The radio from outside a window, carefree prattle of teenagers who are unaware of his presence, their anxious calling when they hear a sound when they think they’re alone, their shrieks when he plunges his knife into their young, supple flesh, the snapping of bones, the splatter of blood. SCENT / S :  Gentle wafts of floral shampoo that trail his obsession. TASTE / S :  The metallic hint of blood in his mouth, candy.  FEEL / S : Control, the charge of following someone without their knowing, their desperate grasps at him as he seizes them. ANIMAL / S : Has no favorite animal.  NUMBER : Seventeen--the age of both of his sisters when he makes attempts on both of their lives. COLOUR : Red for the blood that he spills, black for the shadows that provide him shelter.

EXTRA.

TALENTS :  Hunting, he is very adept at following his prey without alerting their attention until he wishes for himself to be noticed. Inducing fear into the hearts of those surrounding him. Misleading those who associate themselves with him. Lacking any kind of humanity or decency that would sway his warpath.  BAD  AT : Communicating, as he cannot and/or will not say a word to a single soul. Taking care of himself, as he cannot manage to feed himself regularly or to bathe himself or tend to his own injuries. TURN  ONS : Fear of him. Watching, watching, watching.  TURN  OFFS :  Intimacy. HOBBIES :   Drawing pictures in crayon, writing his elder sister’s name on them. TROPES :   Face of an Angel; Mind of a Demon, Creepy Child, Humanoid Abomination, Malevolent Masked Man, Silent Antagonist, The Stoic, Super Strength, The Voiceless. AESTHETIC  TAGS :  Knives, gore, masks, graveyards, urban neighborhoods, Halloween, trick or treat, jack-o-lanterns. GPOY  QUOTES :  ".........”

FC INFO.

MAIN  FC / S :  I haven’t done extensive research on faceclaims for adult Michael because I see no situation where he would remove his mask for anyone so I will stick to his faceclaim in the first movie for now-- Tony Moran.  ALT  FC / S : Tyler Mane. OLDER  FC / S :   Don Shanks. YOUNGER  FC / S : Noah Wiseman.  VOICE  CLAIM / S : None. GENDERBENT  FC / S : None.

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, Michael already has several movies made all about him but there are a lot of things that I’d like to see in the one coming out next year. First of all, I would love it if they would scratch the ideas of Michael being tied to a cult and being the puppet of a cult because I believe that Michael’s actions are completely of his own free will. I would also love to see some of Michael’s time in Smith’s Grove and Dr. Loomis’s struggle to bring Michael out of himself. I would love to see the little boy before the event on Halloween 1963 and how he acted around his family. I want to see Michael stalking and murdering people that have no connection to him whatsoever. I believe it would be much scarier that way. Q2 :   what  would  their  soundtrack / score  sound  like ?           A2 :  I would keep elements of the original Halloween soundtrack because they’ve come to resemble Michael’s screen presence so much. I’d like to thicken the orchestration.  Q3 :   why  did  you  start  writing  this  character ?           A3 :  I’ve been obsessed with Dead by Daylight since its release and I was kind of like ????? when they announced that they were going to release Michael as a playable character in the game bc honestly it just reads as jealousy that Friday the 13th is already doing so much better than it, and oh my GOD. I honestly hated Michael so much when he was first released into the game because he is ridiculous to play against. It is so fucking hard to get away from him. Like my hatred for him was unholy. But then I started to watch the movies on a whim and??? I loved him?? My murder sON.  Q4 :   what  first  attracted  you  to  this  character ?           A4: I really love the aesthetic of the old slasher movies and I love horror movies in general. I told myself that I was going to see all of the movies of all the original slashers and Michael was the one that I picked up first. What I really found attractive about his character at first is how inhuman he is and how terrifying the situation is. He has complete control. And plus, I’m a sucker for a scary man in a mask. Q5 :   describe  the  biggest  thing  you  dislike  about  your  muse.           A5 : I hate that it’s implied in the sixth movie that he raped his teenage niece. Michael is a god awful living organism and I know that he isn’t morally above doing something like that, but I really can’t see him doing something like that. I can’t see him developing any kind of substantial arousal about anyone on that level.  Q6 :   what  do  you  have  in  common  with  your  muse ?           A6 : I suppose that we’re both reserved. Beyond this, we don’t really have anything in common.  Q7 :   how  does  your  muse  feel  about  you ?           A7 : Michael would fucking stab me in a heartbeat lmaO. I would be trying to mother him and he would be like NOPE. Not having it. He doesn’t feel anything about me and he doesn’t feel anything about anyone tbh, but I don’t think he’d appreciate my attempts to take care of him.  Q8 :   what  characters  does  your  muse  have  interesting  interactions  with ?   A8 :  Laurie Strode, Jamie Lloyd, Dr. Loomis, Judith Myers, Dr. Hannibal Lecter, Pennywise the Clown, Jason Voorhees, Nea Karlsson, Trapper, Hillbilly, Meg Thomas, Dwight Fairfield, the Entity.  Q9 :   what  gives  you  inspiration  to  write  your  muse ?         A9 :  Watching the Halloween movies, listening to dark, ambient music, rock music, or looking at aesthetic pictures of suburban neighborhoods at night and Halloween.  Q10 :   how  long  did  this  take  you  to  complete ?           A10 : SO LONG. Like a month omf