#i wasnt allowed any i didnt get dinner that night

[simpfordemetri]

Request: hello my favorite person in the whole world 💞 can I request Volturi kings x male reader that is always tired because of his job, like he only gets 2 hours of sleep a day. And is just so tired he will just hug them when he gets back or just goes straight to bed?

Not a chance / Volturi Kings X Male!Reader

Worried.Thats how they were feeling about you.Dark eyes circles,skinnier and your skin was breaking out.Thats how you looked and it was nothing but worrying.

When you arrived here they were attentives about your efforts on adapting to them and vampirism,so they surprised you by allowing you continue your work not far from Volterra,just an hour drive.It was unbelieavable,the moment they told you, you felt happy tears appearing in your eyes,warming their hearts by how much this mean to you.

But it was becoming too much,the amount of hours your boss gave you,the extra work,no vacations,and they dont even remember when was the last time you had a day off.

But you couldnt see it,for some reason.The arguments between them and you were getting out of control,specially with Caius.

He was not having any of this,actually he wasnt too fond on the idea of you working,but he gave you a chance.He was aware its not your fault,but it is your fault the fact that you dont see how much that work is destroying you.

-Hi loves,just got here from the office.Leaving my things now and going to bed.Not feeling like having dinner today to be honest- Suddenly your voice was all they could focus on,turning their heads at you with a concern look.

-My darling ,are you alright? You seem quite exhausted. - Marcus said softly as you hear Caius sighing as he closed the book he was reading.

Before you could respond,Aro extended his hand as an innuendo of wanting to know what you were thinking.

Hesitantly you grabbed his hand as your heart beat increased,the thought of another argument due to your job was enough to stress you.

- Il mio bellissimo ragazzo ,you yourself know whats happening it not beneficial for your health. -Aro added after reading your thoughts ,trying his best to not disturbe your anxiety.

You looked up to find Caius eyes ,his worried look all over you. You were dissapointing them? Suddenly all you could feel was frustation ,wanting anything but to face this problem.

- I love my job - Was the only thing that left your mouth. You opened your mouth again ,but instead all you did was mumbling incoherent nonsenses.

- You are leaving it. I want no complains , i wont stand seeing my mate in such state for a second more. Look at you, do you even have time to breathe? I tried to support this idea because you were addapting to us, but that boss of you pushed all my bottoms. - Caius rage finally took over the conversation, making very clear his position.

By now,you knew you didnt have a chance, all was said ,and you werent leaving the castle to go work again. It was obvious .

Why try to give them reasons? You wouldnt stand seeing them in such state neither. They were protecting you .

However tears started to fall from your eyes ,your head was hurting as well as all your body due to all the stress and tension. The kings reached for you, Marcud taking you in his arms and guiding you to the share room.

Later that night,finally in the cozzy bed the Kings made for you ,you feel their arms wrapped around your body. Kisses were left in any part of your body they could reach ,even if you wont admit it for a few days, you finally feel in peace.

[stedebonnit]

sunshine ❤️ but also noodle for the angst in joy's DMs 💀

LMAOOOO meow youre amazing.

And because i love you Ill share the angst from yesterday that I was talking about in Joys (@wearfinethingsalltoowell ) DMs 😈

Stede loves birthdays, but not his own. Hes never had a good birthday. His father wanted him to do something that a "real man" would on his birthday. Lots of tearful hunting trips as Stede flinched at the loud shots and cried at the sight and smell of dead animals.

At boarding school, his birthdays were either lonely, or purposefully hurtful. Fake surprise parties that ended with Stede getting cake or pie thrown in his face, planned events that no one showed up to, and so on.

With Mary, Stede mostly stopped trying. He did try, once, to plan a small get together with their neighbours. Everyone forgot, and Stede was left alone at the table, all dressed up, a cake to himself. Mary apologized of course, but Stede never planned a birthday for himself again.

That said, his loves for birthdays never stopped. Stede planned events for Mary and the kids every year. Birthdays were what he and Mary bonded over the most. He bought Mary her first painting set (even if he promptly forgot about it and asked her months later when she decided to purchase painting materials).

Stede was never terribly observant, except when it came to birthdays. He always knew exactly what to get Mary or the kids, how to plan an unforgettable event. He had never been good with anniversary gifts, but birthdays just felt different.

When he left for the sea, his crews birthdays became a centrepoint. A few members didnt remember or know their birthdays, so Stede assigned them, and made parties no one ever forgot. Even for Izzy, Stede would plan an extra bloody raid, and have Ed suggest it because he knew Izzy wouldnt agree if it came from him.

Stedes 40th birthday happened back home, sat alone at the table across from a petrified orange. "How was your day, Edward? Mine? Oh, its my birthday. I suppose I'm not surprised that its just us, here. Ive never had a birthday was wasnt terribly lonely. Though, i suppose there's no one to blame this year but myself."

The next year, Ed and Stede have reunited. Every single birthday on the Revenge has been celebrated with festivities that no one could beat. Eds own birthday was a beautiful dinner party. Fancy dress code, but with none of the rules of high society. They ate cake with the lobster spoons, just because they could. Stede taught Ed the Waltz, and they danced all through the night. Stede never laughed or smiled as big as he did that night, watching Edward unwrap the silk poets blouse with a leather vest, handmade by one of the finest vendors Stede could find. It became a regular staple of Edwards wardrobe.

When Stedes birthday rolled around, he kept it quiet. He'd never had a good birthday, and honestly he didnt want to bring the crew down with his sour birthday memories. Instead of celebrating, Stede decided he would stop at port on his birthday for a spot of shopping. He could buy himself a trinket, and allow himself some extra sweets after dinner. Truthfully, a birthday where he isnt alone would make this one better than any he'd had before, and for Stede that would be enough.

Its a day before his birthday when Charles shows up. Hes another one of Edwards rowdy pirate friends from back in the day, and he's strikingly similar to Jack.

Stede grits his teeth and endures the passive aggressive taunts, the loud noises through the night, the non-stop drinking. He decides he doesn't care if his birthday is terrible. He just wants to survive it this year without breaking down, something hes done more times than he can count.

Even this goal is left unmet when Charles stumbles drunkenly over to Stede on the beach that afternoon, slamming into him. He loses his footing and falls unceremoniously into the passing wave, his trousers becoming caked with wet sand. When he rights himself, Charles is laughing.

"Heh. Oops. Didnt see you there. Guess youre easy to miss. Blackbeard hasnt even noticed you all night. I bet its-"

He stops, not because anyone makes him, but because suddenly Charles is gagging and throwing up, the vomit spraying down Stedes front.

Stede feels the tears gathering, then.

"Oops. My bad. Want me to push you back in the water to clean it?"

Stedes voice wavers as he says

"No. Thank you. I think ill just head back to the ship."

He does, and as soon as the door shuts behind him, the tears start falling.

[traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors]

Hi i just need to put this into words and possibly get an outside perspective that isnt from my friends and such

I dont know if i can call what i went through as a teen neglect.

This is pretty long sorry, just skip to the end if necessary

TW: Alcoholism, Neglect? Sorry if i missed anything

To explain fully, i was taken out of school in 7th grade due to mental health issues and one very abusive and ableist teacher. That left me alone at home for 80% of the week, which was fine i had plenty of food and such to eat and i preferred being alone to recover from everything. I never went back even once i was "recovered"

But then when i was about 16, my mother's mental took a nosedive. She started having hospital level panic attacks. It wasnt that bad at first, cuz despite everything i still atleast had food and such for when she had to spent a day or maybe two at the hospital, which was rare. I could survive on my own with the limited help i got.

It sucked, my quality of life went from "meh could be better" to "okay uh we're surviving in decent comfort atleast?" In the span of a few months. But it wasnt the worse

Then the new year rolled over and it became worse. My mother took up drinking to cope and that spiralled fast

To the point her hospital visits became weekly almost daily, my life went from "okay i can life like this but i rather not" to "haha, im gonna end up in the hospital too-" in less then a month

I basically lived with my grandmother for a month and, she barely had any food there because they always went out to eat, food wasnt allow upstairs unless you were sick, beds felt worse then wood floors, and she didnt respect my issues

I was pushed aside, i didnt eat more then a mini bag of chips most nights because the only things to eat where expired, take out from places i didnt like, or things i literally cant eat either cuz textures or allergies.

When everything went back to almost normal, there was barely any food at home, i slept in my mother's closet because my old stalker tried breaking into my room while we were gone (also bugs overtook my room because the window was jammed for the rest of the time before we came home because of that) and my mother didnt want us to share her huge bed because i apparently violently slapped and kicked her awake till 3am when we tried (i didnt go to bed till 5am the one week when we tried, and she always woke up at 6am for her meds and such especially during this also we both slept on the very edges)

My mother would sleep all day, only waking up to take her meds and eat and stuff.

Dinner went from a "happens most of the week" thing to "you'll be luckly if you found a warm thing to make and eat"

Basically, i kinda starved often till things calmed down later in the year. I think a broke college student ate and slept better then me that year.

When i was 18 it happened again but i had a job so it wasnt as bad.

I dont blame her for like 40% of that hell, her and my father where going through the 5th messiest divorce of our closeish family has witnessed (tho it was actually kinda tame compared to the top 4 so idk the actual severity), and her mental health was already on decline for reasons that are not mine to tell

But like can i call what happened neglect?? It sounds like it but idk i actually can call it that.

Like yeah i starved most of my time as a 17 year old, slept in a cramped closet during said time, developed back issues cuz of that, was barely able to care for myself due to depression, was subjected to to smell of weed and the smoke from it often despite the fact it makes me extremely sick, was very suicidal, was told i was a burden and was making the situation worse cuz im autistic and was basically the new family afterthought

But like, does it really qualify as neglect and can i call it that if it is? Most adults i talked to at the time, even my old therapist said no because i was "17 and should already know how to care for myself on my own. And shouldnt take the words said in a probably drunken state to heart" but like there no way i could care for myself?? Atleast not without taking less then ideal options. Also that doesnt excuse the extremely hateful things yelled at me???

So im really conflicted here, was it neglect or am i just being overdramatic??? Every therapist ive been able to go to says im just being dramatic but my friends says im not so ????

Hi anon,

I'm so sorry about what you've been through. You can most certainly call these experiences neglect if that is a term you would like to use.

Neglect by definition is to fail to care for properly, and by legal definition it's "the failure of a parent or other person with responsibility, for the child to provide needed food, clothing, shelter, medical care, or supervision to." Not only were you not provided sufficient food, but it seems likely that your emotional needs may not have been taken care of either, with an unavailable mother and a disrespectful grandmother. It also sounds like you were not given adequate shelter and medical care, considering where you slept, the bug infestation, and how that affected your development. So yes, in many ways, your experience aligns with neglect.

I think it's important to remember that it's common for trauma survivors to feel like they're being dramatic when they validate the severity of their trauma, and that it makes sense to be in some level of disbelief that it's worse than you initially thought. Please know that you are valid as a trauma survivor, and remember to be patient and gentile with yourself as you explore what this means for you.

Ultimately, it may be helpful to work with a mental health professional such as a therapist, if you can access or afford it. A therapist, especially one who specialized in trauma, can mediate your healing journey and help you find ways to make sense of, process, and cope with your experiences.

If anyone has any comments or suggestions, feel free to add on. Otherwise, I hope I could help, and please let us know if you need anything.

-Bun

[cheezburgerrr]

Sometimes i think to myself maybe i should’ve never left home when i did and i always wonder what that would’ve looked like and im still curious but i know i wouldnt have so many things like i would’ve never met my partner and all of this i wouldn’t be moving to another state at the end of the year but like

what would’ve been the good parts in staying. i would still have a mother i guess but i mean she’s a horrible person so its good i dont gave her in my life but i guess i still miss her because i miss the presence of a “mother” even though a lot of the time she wasn’t one but the times she was it was really nice but it was always soured whenever i remembered and thought about how she would treat me regularly

just feeling lonely tonight and it sucks that i’ll never truly have a mother ever again and i mean i know my partners mother is there for me and i even call her mum but i just kind of hate the idea of family and her actually replacing my mother. its really weird. i have a really weird relationship with family anyway because its like i dont miss having a family per se but i do at the same times but i find it offputting and jarring to do “family things” like having a family dinner or board game/movie night because we never did those things growing up we would eat in our rooms by ourselves and i just grew up really independent and. i wish i didnt sometimes because i feel like now that im in a relationship im too dependent on my partner and i feel like im not really a person anymore without him

but i know i am because i can function without him but i hate functioning without him i just feel sluggish and like everything is in slow mo and im on autopilot and sometimes i just wish i could go back to my old life because i dont want to be an adult i just wish i was a kid again even though i was being abused i dont know i blocked a lot of it out so i dont even know anymore. maybe it was ok. i dont remember anything about my childhood all i know is i had a dog at one point when i was 3 and then we had to get rid of her because we moved house and we moved houses like a lot when i was a young kid and i still dont know why but we never got any other pets and i wasnt allowed to hang out with our neighbours kids so i had no friends growing up and one time i invited one of the neighbours kids to my house and we played and my mum got really mad at me when she got home (after she left because my grandma told my mum and she forced the other girl to go home) and told me that i would get r*ped i dont know why she said that i was only 8 years old

i hate thinking about my childhood but im not having a very good night and ill be sad if this gets flagged or taken down because im talking but i dont really know how tumblr works and what posts get taken down so im just going to censor some things because im writing these posts for myself while my counsellor is away because i dont remember what i want to talk about a lot and there are some important things i should talk about that i forget about and i think she would probably want to know about this

if anyone out there that isn’t me who is actually reading this i hope you are having a good day or night and thank you for reading everything i have to say. i hope you’re doing well i’m going to try and go to bed now and i hope i can sleep ok

i love you make sure you drink water and know that there is someone out there who cares about you

[traitormithos]

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[boku-no-imagine-acadamia]

How about a Stan Marsh x reader where Sparky goes missing again and Stan is worried sick but finally finds his dog with the reader, who Sparky is now attached to

sparky is my guy frfr I was so stoked to see this request lmaoo

stan x reader when sparky goes missing

it was Saturday, and Stan had rolled out of bed at 10 am

he was barely conscious as he stumbled down the stairs and into the kitchen, where his family was huddled at the table

he cleared his throat, and the three Marsh's whipped their heads towards Stan

Sharon had a hand on Shelly's back, who's eyes were watery

Stan rubbed his eyes to clear the blur, and mumbled "what's goin' on"

Randy and Sharon looked at each other and sighed

Stan's father stood from his seat and crouched next to Stan in the doorway, and sighed "buddy... I-.... Sparky got out... again"

Stans eyes shot wide, and he jumped a little, "what do you mean he got out again?? we put in locks like... last week!"

Randy stood and walked towards one of the kitchen cabinets, where he pulled out a bag of... something as Sharon glared at him "yes well your father had a fun night at the bar and forgot to close the door behind him"

Randy scoffed and continued messing with the contents of his bag, "Sharon please, I'm allowed to have a good time every now and then"

Sharon stood and shoved her chair in "Not at the expense of our family Randy, you do this at least twice a week and im sick and tired of this, do you know how hard it is-" Stan was distracted by a knock on the front door.

he walked out of the kitchen and looked through the peep hole. Kyle. he opened the door and sighed "hey dude."

kyles smile dropped "woah dude, what's up"

closing the door behind him, Stan steps outside "sparky ran away... again."

Kyle quirked a brow "didnt you just put in locks??"

stan groaned "thats what I said"

Kyle put his hands on his hips "well then we gotta go find him, come on lets go”

And so stan and kyle searched all day, looking in backyards and trash cans and under benches, but they never found him

Kyle needed to go home for dinner, so stan was left searching on his own, but as the sun set, he gave up all home

He trudged through the neighborhood, holding back tears as he passed house after house

as he passed one in particular, he heard scratching at a window

He turned to one of the houses, and there was sparky, scratching away at a window

But it wasnt just any house

It was your house

Stan just about had a heart attack

After psyching himself up, he knocked on your door, and after a few seconds, you opened it

“Oh hi stan!” You opened the door wider to let him in, “took you long enough, i called your house this morning but no one picked up.”

Stan groaned “yeah, because we’ve been out looking for him all day. Why didnt you just bring him to the house?”

You laughed, grabbing a spare leash and attaching it to his collar “because,” you start leading him to the door, but once he reached the threshold, he sat, refusing to budge, “he doesnt wanna be brought. Marsh’s tend to like my house i guess”

Stan flushed, “haha yeah…” awkward silence settled for a moment “anyway we should probably get going, sorry he bothered you”

You smiled and put a hand on his back, rubbing it gently, “he can bother me anytime, he is my second favorite marsh after all.”

He stuttered out a goodbye and left, and as the door closed, he looked to Sparky “you are the worst wingman ever.”

[skelletonscloset]

hi!! could you maybe do beel, levi, and mammon (separate) who have an s/o that forgets to take care of themselves regularly? like they remind them or get them in the habit of doing things that makes them better :) i don’t mind if you can’t!! but thank u anyways 🫶🏻🫶🏻

hi yes of course!! i haven’t gotten even close to finishing the game so hopefully this is okay!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

(art not mine)

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~Beel~ 

It was around 3 in the morning when Beel climbed out of bed. He liked to get snacks during the late hours. As he crept down the hall, that's when he noticed a dim light filtering from underneath your door. He paused, he hadn’t seen you at dinner this evening. In fact he hardly saw you at all today. So just in case, he knocked on your door, waiting until he heard the faint mumble of an ‘enter’ before coming in. 

“y/n?” 

You turned around, “Hmm? What's up, Bee?” you had been drawing on your computer with headphones on. You plucked one earbud out and smiled at the ginger. 

“Nothing much, it's just late and i didnt see you come down for dinner earlier. I wanted to check in on you.” 

You looked to your left at the clock on the wall. Was it really that late? You had completely forgotten to eat dinner, or lunch for that matter! “I guess I lost track of time…” 

The two sat in silence for a moment before Beel spoke again. “Well I'm about to go out and get some food. Would you like to join me?” With his hand outstretched he smiled. 

You nodded and took his hand, being pulled to your feet. Nervously you cleared your throat. “You're not upset right Bee?” 

“What? Of course not!” he laughed, “I know you get distracted. So from here on out, I'll be reminding you to eat and drink! You have to make sure you eat and hydrate properly to be healthy. I care about you.” 

You smiled at him, squeezing his hand and walking alongside him. 

After sneaking out and getting some food, he returned you to your room and said goodnight. 

The following morning the both of you slept in after your late night scavengings. However around three in the afternoon Beel knocked at your door. “Y/N?” Once being allowed in he set a plate of food on your desk where you were watching something on your computer and a glass of water. “Here, don't forget hydrating is important!” he placed his hand on the top of your head and fussed with your hair. 

Once he saw your bright smile and you thanked him, he left your room, leaving you to eat your lunch. And he was true to his word. From that day on he reminded you to eat and drink and when you didnt come down for dinner or any other meals, he made sure to bring you something. Occasionally he’d sit on your bed with you and make small talk until he decided it was time to leave. He also frequently came to your room in the late hours of the morning to see if you were awake and if you were, he’d invite you out to eat. 

~Levi~

Levi was known as the brother who had a… deep fondness for action figures and tv shows and movies and all things “geeky” as some people from your world called it. WIth that being said he frequently gets caught up in his shows. Countless times you’ve heard an alarm blaring down the hall at absurd hours. 

When you asked what the noise was meant for he explained it was an alarm to wake him up when a new episode of his favorite show aired. This was extremely aggravating to everyone.  

Levi is a very stragerical person. He likes to calculate just how many hours a day he needs to watch new episodes of the anime he’s watching, to how much sleep he needs to have the energy to watch it all. 

It wasnt unusual for you to be up at this time so when he passed by your door to retrieve batteries for the remote as it had died mid episode, he thought nothing of it. When he returned he decided to pop in and say a quick goodnight. 

The batteries fell from his hands when he saw your lifeless expression blink at him. 

“Y/N? Are you okay?” 

“What…? Yeah?” he watched as you turned in your chair to face him all the way. “Oh its 4:15..” you read the time off your red blinking clock.  

“Yeah its really late in the morning.. Have you gotten any sleep today?” 

“Not much.” 

He sat in silence for a moment. “You should go to bed soon.”

“...yeah.” y/n swished in her chair to face her computer where they had been paused at the dialogue section of a game.

Levi sighed and left your room and proceeded back down the hall. Soon enough an alarm blared that signaled he needed to go to bed. 

The following morning he knocked on your door that still had a light shining underneath. “Y/N?” \

When he opened the door he found them passed out at their desk. Choosing not to wake them he turned off their computer and lights, leaving to let them get some sleep. 

Levi did enjoy an all-nighter from time to time but he also recognized the importance of getting good sleep. So he decided to put you on his method of binging and sleeping. 

When you left your room for the first time today it was already 2 in the afternoon. This is when he decided to propose his idea.

“Why do you stay up so late all the time?” he asked. 

“Well I just easily lose track of time! But sometimes I just wanna watch one more episode or just play a little bit moreeee!” 

“Well you need to have a schedule so why don't you try what i do? I’ll even help make your own calculations for the hours of rest you need and the hours you want to play and watch anime.”

He was delighted seeing that you agreed and instantly started making the charts and setting the alarms. 

Having two sets of different alarms randomly throughout the day was extremely aggravating to the rest of the mansion, however Levi was pleased to see the dark circles under your eyes lessen as you learned to take sleep more seriously. 

~Mammon~

Mammon noticed how fewer and fewer times he saw you adventuring outside of the mansion. This wasnt that much of a shocker since Devildom was dangerous and in a constant state of darkness.This is only amplified by the fact that you were a human and there were some really greedy demons out there. Besides him.  However he really wanted you to get outside more. He decided he’d take you to Devil’s Coast and spend the day together. Devil’s Coast has everything for a good time –  a carnival, roller coasters, a giant ferris wheel – it's a dreamland. Slipping a hand in his pocket he pulled out his wallet and opened it.

“What?!” he groaned. No money. Not a single dollar. Not a single cent. 

“Hey y/n? Whaddya say we take a trip to the Human Realm? There's absolutely NOTHING to do hereeeeee!” He dramatically flopped on your bed next to you. 

“What?” you laughed, sitting up from the book you had been reading.

“Take me to the Human Realm!!” 

“Why? It's not special.” 

Y/N watches as his face drops. A hand reaches up and retrieves his orange sunglasses showing watery sapphire eyes. “The sunrise.” he said as he shoves his DDD  into their face. 

“Okay okay! We can go see a sunrise.” They laugh, closing their book and shifting to the edge of their bed. 

He bounced up. This is what he wanted! To get them outside and if money was needed they’d have to pay since the currency is different. It was a win-win.

After drawing a pentagram on the floor in their room, y/n held out their hand for him to take. WIthout a thought he stepped into the circle and took their hand. “Close your eyes, here we go.” 

The air around him felt much colder and it started to pick up. He peaked open an eye to see if they were as freaked out as he was about this. They weren't. So he closed his eyes again and waited til they said to open them. At this point the wind was howling in his ear and it sounded like creatures were screaming in agony.

Then it stopped. His hair settled around his face and he felt the atmosphere around him shift. 

“We’re here, open your eyes.” They were in an open grass field with flowers circling them where the faint lines of the symbol began to fade. 

He did so and had never seen so many colors. And yet it was still dark outside. He was dragged down and watched as the sun began rising from the horizon. It was a stunning signt to be held. All the colors and feelings. 

“Don't stare right at the sun!!” Y/N aggressively waved their hands in front of his face. 

After being informed why he shouldnt stare at the sun, he complied. 

Following the sunrise he continuously asked for a tour or for food. The rest of the day was spent running around and trying all the human things that Demons don't get to enjoy. His skin was emanating warmth and he smiled at Y/N. They seemed to be enjoying themself too. Thats what he wanted. 

“It's been so long since I've been back here. I miss it. It feels so nice.” Y/N layed down on the warm grass. “This was so nice! I'm so glad I got to take you out here!” 

“Yes, me too!” He noticed they seemed to be in better spirits when out in the sun. “Can we go out more often?”

“I’d love that a lot! Next time I'll take you to our beaches! It’ll be amazing.” 

[turtle-go-brrrr]

4 times Leonardo was a dork and the time he wasn’t

Heya! I adore the "strong stoic character does something embarrassing or dumb" trope, and Leo has been left behing from that one. Also, my fervent Leo Simp Friend said these were all good ideas and I trust his judgment completely, so it's also for him. Enjoy, you Dork-ass Looser (affectionate) @weird-flex-but-ok

I have one of these "4 times ______ and 1 time ______" stories for each of them, I just got really inspired by him all of a sudden. But they're coming!

There might be a few typos here and there, but I really don't wanna wait any longer to post it :3

Requested: No

Pairing: None, platonic

Word count: 2500 +

Triggers: cursing, injuries, blood, intrusion

Summary: You were always sort of intimidated by the leader in blue, but a series of events shows you he might not be as serious as he wants you to think.

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First time

It took you a while to get along with all of them.

Not because you didn't trust them, or because they made it difficult, and certainly not because they're mutants. You're just not that good with new people, and you tend to shy away. Especially when you have New York's heroes in front of you.

So yeah. It took a while. But soon enough, you warmed up to your new friends, and you had a great time. Mikey was the first who made you feel welcomed, always asking questions about you and insisting you came to the lair in the first place. Donnie followed soon, after you started asking about what he was working on. It took a bit more work to get closer to Raph, but it turns out sarcasm was the way to go.

If only their leader was as approachable.

He never made you feel unsafe or unwelcomed, don’t get me wrong, he just kept a professional distance with you, which started to become quite painful as time went on. You tried not to take it personally, thinking he maybe was as shy as you were.

You had time anyway.

It was early in the evening when you made your way to the lair. For the first time since you met the turtles, you went there alone. You were a little nervous, thinking you might get lost in the maze of tunnels under the city, but figured you could just call someone if anything happened. Lucky for you, you found your way to your friend’s place, but not without hustle.

As you entered, you realized it was uncharacteristically quiet. The only sounds you could here were the faint music and the not so faint curses from Donatello’s lab. The smart decision seemed to be leave him alone, which is exactly what you did.

You haven’t been here long enough to know where to find the others, and as you didn’t exactly felt like staying alone in the living space, you tried finding your way to the dojo, as it was one of the other places you knew well.

Of course, now you got lost. Venturing into the sewers was fine, but walking into your friend's home wasn't, apparently.

You found something else, however. This particular tunnel led to a room you could identify as someone's room. You could see the large bed in the middle of the room, a small table with a bottle of water, a book, and a makeshift alarm. A set of twin swords were hanging on the right wall, just above a small bookshelf.

On your left was another table with a (healthy, you noted) bonsai tree, and next to that was Leonardo, facing a mirror. He had his right arm lifted up to his head, and was looking right to you through the mirror.

He looked absolutely horrified.

What the fuck.

He slowly rubbed his face in his hands, let out a long sigh, and turned to you, more tense than you've ever seen him. He cleared his throat as you pince your lips in a thin line to hold back a smile.

"Hello, Y/N. I... didnt think you'd come in so early."

Despite the badly lit room, you can see him bite the inside of his cheek.

"Yeah, uh, I didnt mean to... interrupt you," you say. Your voice is slightly shaking as it takes all of your willpower not to burst out laughing. And he definitely notices.

"You didn't! I uh, wasn't doing anything anyway. So, tell me- what brings you to the lair?" He asks, avoiding your eyes.

"Oh, Mikey invited me, he said I wasnt allowed to skip on movie night. You know how strong willed he is," you smirks, unable to handle it much longer.

Stiff as a board, you see the corner of his mouth twitching and hear him whisper, "... I wasn't flexing."

Silence.

You snort laugh hard enough to choke on it as you quickly turn around to hold yourself against the wall, the insanity of the situation crashing on you. Leo sat at the foot of his bed, head in his hands, and you could see him shake in repressed laughter once you wiped your tears away.

You sit next to him after finally calming down from the hysteria. He sighs, straightens his back and gives you a side glance.

"I'm not judging."

"You're still laughing, though."

"Yeah, but like, I guess I just wasn't expecting that. Still not judging."

He nods, still smiling. His voice is at least 3 octaves higher when he asks, "Please, don't tell the others."

"And what, give them the privilege of knowing about your little... ritual? Nah, don't worry about it."

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Second time

The second time your assumptions about the leader were subverted happended only two weeks after the... incident.

You had invited the whole crew to your place for the very first time, and they were all excited to come. You made a copious dinner: a few veggie cakes, chicken wings and a bowl of roasted potatoes. They were supposed to bring the drinks and movies, and April and Casey were in charge of the desert.

A perfect night, it seemed.

And it would have been if they could decide what to watch first without jumping at each other's throats.

"You guys need to grow up."

"Leave me out of thi-"

"Donnie's suggesting Velocipastor of all things and you think we need to grow up? Come on, Y/N, I thought you were better than that."

"Okay, first of all, how dare you. And second, this movie's a masterpie-"

"Yeah, because everyone knows that his supremior intellect means he's the only one who gets to choose a dumb movie. Why won't you guys watch Sharknado?"

"Supremior isn't a word. And it's because unlike you, peasants, I have taste." A devilish smile creeps up Donnie's face. The bastard is doing it on purpose.

"Peasants?!"

"You ugly-ass son of a-"

"Hey! Leave Dad out of this!"

"We could watch Shrek instead?"

You decided to go get some glasses in the kitchen, leaving the children to their stupid fight. Searching through your cupboard, you hear a crashing sound, quickly followed by utter and complete silence.

Oh no.

In insight, leaving them alone was maybe not the best idea. You were reconsidering bringing glasses into the mess as you made your way to the origin of the sound. And what a mess it was.

Your friends were all expressing shock in some way, Casey (surprisingly) being the most dramatic of them all with his hands right in front of his face and his jaw hanging open. They were all looking back and forth between you and another direction near the table.

The really cool bowl that held the delicious potatoes you made was broken on the floor. There was glass and potatoes everywhere, but the biggest shards were in a neat pile, right behind Leonardo, who looked like a deer in headlights.

"... nothing happended."

"I'm... starting to think it's a habit of yours," you say as you watch him not so discretely try to hide the broken pieces behind his foot.

"Look, if you keep putting your foot in there you're gonna hurt yourself. Just, step away a bit, will you?"

"I'm sorry I broke it. Let me help you clean up, I don't want you to cut yourself."

"It's okay! Don't touch it, I'll get a bag," you say as he starts to gather the biggest shards.

Won't even listen for one second, will he?

Raph was already picking up the untouched potatoes to put them in the plates on the table, and April went to the kitchen with you to retrieve the bag and cleaning supplies.

"Ew, Mikey don't eat that."

"Thirty seconds rule, baby."

"It's five seconds, you moron. And it's way over thirty anyway. Spit it out."

The rest of the night went on without further issues, but Leo still looked apologetic during the movie. Which is probably why he was standing before you as his brothers were leaving.

"Thank you for the evening. And I'm... sorry again for the bowl."

"Hey it's okay, man. Don't worry about it. As long as no one gets hurt it's not that big of a deal."

"I'll get you a new one." He doesn't wait for your answer and ruffles your hair before taking off.

"Text me when you guys get home!" You scream into the night, hoping one of them heard you.

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Third time

It's surprisingly easy to mess with Fearless.

You were in the living room, getting your ass beat on Mario Kart by Mikey, when you decided to take a break for your stomach (and ego)’s sake. You made your way to the kitchen, where Leo and Raph were in a heated discussion. Raph looked

“I’m telling you, 4 inches is too small. What do you get from 4 inches ? Nothing. But 10 inches ? It really makes you feel something.”

…

What?

You looked down on the table and saw multiple ingredients lined up on the table, with a long piece of bread on the side.

Oh, sandwiches. Got it.

Leo’s back was facing you, but Raph gave you a knowing glance, one that said ‘do it’. So, you did. Not without a smirk, first.

“Oh, wow, Leo ! I didn’t think you’d be so open about that kind of conversations.” You open the fridge, hoping you can hide your smile behind the door.

“What ? What do you m-” His face falls. Raph starts chuckling next to you and it looks like Leo’s brain is rebooting. 

“I mean, I’m not judging. You do you, buddy, I’m happy for you. Just surprised you choose lunch time to talk about it.” And in other circumstances, you’d mean every word. But right now, messing with your friend is too good to pass on.

“No, hold on- I didnt mean- It’s not what you think ! I’m talking about sandwiches !” He tries to show you the ingredients currently on the table, but Raph decides it’s time to join the fun.

“Lying isn’t vey Bushido of you, Honor Boy,” he winks at you and you can’t repress a giggle.

He puts his face in his hands, knowing very well that the both of you ganged up on him but unable to save face. He just smiles, goes back on his chair and hides his head in his arms, hoping you won’t see how embarassed you made him.

“Hey, you like what you like. Have fun with your sandwiches.” You give him an innocent smile, pat him twice on the shoulder, and join Mikey back on the couch with a plate of grapes.

You could hear Raph’s light chuckle from the kitchen.

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Fourth time

Mornings are hard.

And they’re even worse when you spent the whole night sewing an arm back together after a sword gave it a nasty cut. And getting glass shards off of your friend’s shell. And putting a bone back in it’s rightful place after a particularly bad fall.

Yeah. Long night. And a tense one, too.

Because with the physical pain came the chock and residual fears, the anger and blaming. Everyone was stil on guard, and all that tension was exhausting. You barely slept, too worried that one of your friend’s state would degrade if you didn’t keep an eye on them at all times. Which didn’t really help you get the rest you needed.

If you were hoping the morning would be kinder on all of you, you quickly realized that it was a mistake. While, luckily for the turles, the mutagen was already healing their physical wounds, the emotional exhaustion of the previous night was still heavy. Of all of your conscious friends, not one dared break the eerie silence.

It was weird, seeing them like this. But you couldn’t force yourself to say anything, strangely scared of what could happen. You resumed to making breakfast for everyone and bringing clean towels to the still sleeping feverish turtle in the medbay. Splinter and Mikey were at the kitchen table, quietly accepting your offering, when Leo came into the room from the medbay.

He was still half asleep, and in his drowsiness didn’t see the wall he accidentally ran into.

“Oh, sorry. Didn’t see you there.”

Everyone turned to Leo, who it took a solid minute of staring blindly at the wall to realize what just happened.

Donnie was the first to laugh. It didn’t take long for april and Mikey to join, soon followed by Splinter affectionately patting his son’s arm. Leo smiled and shook his head, as their lighthearted laugh was contagious.

The leader in blue was more of a goofball than what you first expected, and you were grateful for it in the fading tensions of the morning.

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One time he wasn't

When someone intrudes your home, especially at 4 am when you were sleeping in the next room, a lot of things go through your head.

Did they take anything?

Yes. Your bag with your wallet, some cash, your credit card, your ID, and a few fidelity cards from various stores. Your laptop. A set of keys. That one blanket Raph made you (probably to carry everything without making too much noise).

Why you?

Why not? Your apartment isn't isolated, but it's not exactly on a main street either. It was probably practical for them.

Were they armed?

Who knows. Maybe. Maybe not. Probably. Statistically, most likely.

What could have happened if you had tried to confront them?

A lot of things. Maybe, if you let them know you were awake and knew what was going on, without necessarily confronting them, it would have been enough to make them run away. Or maybe there were multiple armed people, and they wouldn't hesitate to use force if necessary.

Who knows.

Can the police find this person?

Statistically? No. At least, that's what Casey told you when you asked him. Unless they got really lucky, they won't find anything.

Or at least the stuff they stole?

Again, unlikely. Unless they can trace your laptop back to the guy, or someone can give a physical description and a direction, there's not a lot they can do.

What can you do now?

Call your bank. And your insurance. And your landlord. Let them know what happened and follow their directive, they'll guide you through their procedure and help you soften the blow.

Casey was the first person you called when you woke up this night, and he was at your place within minutes with two other colleagues (the closest he could find). He spent the rest of the night reassuring you, helping you with the phone calls, asking around for witnesses, but nothing.

It's weird, feeling unsafe for the first time in a place you had called Home for years. It's disturbing. You can feel the nausea your anxiety is giving you, and a headache starts to grow at the back of your skull.

You don't really like this feeling.

So when your turtle friends dropped by the next evening without telling you and you welcomed them with a swing of your favorite pan, let's just say reactions were split.

"I can hack into your computer to find its location if you want. Wouldn't be the first time."

"What?"

"What? I mean, I didn't do it for your location last time. I know all about your search history, though."

"We're gonna have a talk about boundaries and privacy once we're done dealing with that," you sigh. You crash down on the couch next to your friend and mindlessly watch him work.

Leo comes up to you and gently nudges your shoulder. "Hey, do you have a toolbox somewhere? We brought locks to put on your door and windows. You know, just in case."

You nod, quiet, and lead him to your room where you keep most of the most useful stuff you own, including but not limited to a toolbox and a first aid kit.

Your movements were almost mechanical as you retrieved the box and handed it to him, and you decided to help him put up the locks to keep your mind occupied.

He was concerned. You looked like you were still in choc, which he could completely understand. Getting robbed is awful in itself, but getting robbed while you're sleeping in the next room? Horrific, in his mind.

He was also furious. He couldn't be there for you. This person had the nerves to go after his friend, and what if you got hurt? He wouldn't have been able to do anything about it.

He noticed he was staring when your eyes met his.

"Hey. We're gonna do whatever we can to find them. We're also gonna focus our patrols in your neighborhood for at least a few weeks, until you feel better," he puts a hand on your shoulder. "It's gonna be okay Y/N. Trust me."

You look up to him, and when you look into his eyes, you know he means it. You let your head fall against his plastron as he holds you against him, a silent promise for safety.

"Hey shorty," Raph pulls his head into the crack of the door to address you. "Wanna learn how to fight? I can turn you into a death machine."

You heard the faint "Raph, what the fuck" coming from Mikey who was still in the living room.

You gave a small laugh as you got up, Leo following you closely to the living room.

"Hey! Fighting isn't for everyone. But I could make you a really cool taser, if you want."

"What's with you and tasers?"

"They're efficient."

The bell ringed and April came in holding 4 boxes of pizza, that Mikey assisted her with as soon as she set a foot inside.

You looked around at your friends as April brandished the pizzas like a trophy while Raph and Donnie went back and forth trying to decide who, between man power and electricity, would win in a fight.

And you realized that yes, Leo was right.

It's gonna be okay.

[aestheticsuwu]

🍃Blue Lagoon 🍃

@judahlux I wrote this , hopefully you like it

.... . ......

Coming out of the hut where they kept the wood safe and dry for the fire . Mr.Miyagi asked him to cut some , laying down the wood and starts to sectioned them to be chopped .

The old man was inside probably organizing their mess , he will blame it on Daniel later .

The omega himself was laying in the hammock , he was about to tease him about not doing anything like always until he looked at his direction .

He froze .

Daniel looked beautiful , His dark skin shined alongside with his hair . His lanky arms were behind his head , Johnny felt like he couldnt breathe.

Daniel turn his head toward his direction  , the smile on him made johnnys chest feel warm . He looked gorgeous until the omega opened his mouth .

" You know , you should do less starting and do more working . "

Spluttering in anger he throws sand in his direction , all he got back were more gigles .

Beautiful ,huffing at the idea more like little punk .

Focusing on the wood until it was done. Sweat was dripping down his back , the sun was  bright making his skin rosy from the heat .

" Daniel-san go get more fruit for dinner . Johnny-san come help Miyagi to move pot . "

 The old man walked right back to the hut , following him to help him . But he couldnt help to look back once more were Daniel was heading .

Shaking his head and blaming the heat for his behaviour  .

 After helping Mr.Miyagi,  he sat watching the old man finishing lunch for the three .

" Old man , do you ever look at Daniel and just feel annoyed .

" Daniel-san ? No , he just full of energy like puppy . Why ask Miyagi ? . "

" I dont know today he just .... nevermind . " He couldn't find the right words to describe it and he kind of felt embarrased .

They waited for a good while for Daniel to come back but he never showed up .He didn't want to admit but he had been worried , Maybe he had gotten hurt on his way back .

" Johnny , go ." Sometimes he felt Mr.Miyagi could read minds .

" ME !? "

" Hai , check the river . "

Springing up from his spot and started heading towards where Daniel had left earlier .

He told himself the gut feeling of being worried was because the punk was making them wait on lunch .

The omega was knowhwere to begin with , tired walking aimlessly he went to the river where Mr.Miyagi had mentioned .

Catching sight of the headband that Mr. Miyagi gave to daniel when he presented and sinced then he never not once wored it .

Never once to give up the chance to scold the omega he went forward to scare him but the second time of the day the words got caught on his throat .

He felt his face get hot , his mind was confusing him from the thoughts he recently been getting ever since his status was presented as Alpha .

His mind been catching every little thing that Daniel would do . How he whined of not getting to do hard work and then continued to whine when he did .

How when he would eat he would get all the fruit juice all over him when he was in a rushed to go swim .

Or how his wolf kept reminding him to get bigger and stronger , and felt big pride when the omega would notice .

 Not realising how sometimes at night he wants to hold him and touch him without feeling ashamed .

" Johnny !! Come join me the water is fantastic !! .

" While you were busy having fun swimming we were starving . This is why you get on our nerves . "

That pout wasnt going to make him reconsidered his argument .

" Johnny cmon , just real quick ."

He didnt know why he felt like doing what the omega wanted , his inner wolf making him go against his word .

Daniel wasn't lying , the water felt amazing to the days weather . Diving in to take a quick swim , rising up to shake off the water .

The boy infront of him was smiling , he himself couldnt help but to smile . Daniel started splashing water , that little punk tried to swim away from him but he latched on to his waist .

Both were face to face , those eyes reminded him of the book with pictures Lucille had taught them words and animals . Even since he was young he thought that Daniel had ressemblance to a deer .

Yeah , Daniel was bambi . His bambi .

He surged forward to kiss him , the need was killing him inside and once he did Johnny knew he couldn't get enough .

He felt happy .

Until he's pushed him away by angry looking eyes .

" Why did you do that , i was saving my first kiss for an alpha . "

" Im an alpha ! . " Was Daniel dumb , because he clearlt wasn't a beta or omega . If he was he would think Miyagi would have told him .

Daniel looked frustrated , but what he said next made him feel sad that soon turned into anger .

" But it wasn't supposed to be you , now you ruined it ! "

" You know what, I was doing you a favor . Nobody would want to kiss someone that looks like a wet rat ! "

He shouted as he got out of the water , he couldn't believe how stupid he was to kiss Daniel.

" Hey ! Not like your any better ! looking like a .......... "

Saving him the excuse to find the word to insult him with he continued to fight .

" oh yeah , then how come your always drooling as you stare at me . "

But that kinda didnt help when he's been lately staring .

" Haha thats the other way around !  . "

" whatever "

Mood being ruined walking past by the basket full of fruits not even bothering to help Daniel. 

Other alpha ? Why would Daniel want another alpha . It made his stomach upset and his hart ache , arriving to the hut he quickly goes up to his bed not longer having a appetite.

He was grateful that Mr.Miyagi left him alone for awhile and Daniel didnt kept being his annoying self .

When refusing to eat dinner , Mr. Myagi became worried .

" Johnny-san San okay ? "

" Yeah , just not hungry ."

" Miyagi make tea for maybe rut , just in case . "

Mr . Myagi was suprise after arriving on the island that his suppressants tea made it along with Books , knives and some clothing had not once touch the water .

Miyagi himself was a beta he didn't need the tea but Lucille was an omega so she did get her heats once every 3 months .

When lucille passed away when her bite mark started to fade meaning her husband had passed away . With her time left she taught Johnny and Daniel everything she knew .

Johnny was the first to present soon after Daniel presented but it was harder having an alpha around . Myagi knew a smell of an omega in heat made an Alpha Hungry for lust so he started to give them teas to help them with their heats and ruts .

The tea helped him a liitle but his wolf was restless knowing the omega rejected him making his scent stronger every minute he dwelled about it .

In the middle of the night he felt someone get in his bed , the smell of vanilla and cinnamon with a tint of sadness invaded his nose . Opening his eye to see Daniel crawling in .

" What are you doing , were not allowed to be in each others beds. "

Turning around quickly to see if Miyagi had woken up .

" Im sorry about earlier . "

" Its whatever , stop it .stop . Im not gonna fall for your bambi eyes ! . "

" My bambi eyes ? You havent called me bambi in a long time . Can you start calling me that again ? "

" I thought you said that you hated it . Are you blushing ? " .

" Stop asking questions . "

Daniel moves forward , he expected a kiss on the cheeck but he was wrong once he felt lips on his own .Soft and chaste,  it drove him crazy just by a 2 second peck .

" We can kiss whenever you want , but just that okay . "

Nodding , leaning forward to kiss the omega . It was hard to refrain himself while having daniel under him .

Holding daniel in the verge of falling asleep , he wished they wouldn't leave or that no one would could rescue them from their home .

The thought of not being with Mr. Myagi who raised and was a father to them left him sad but Daniel being with someone elses droved him mad .

He didnt want to share what was his .

TBC.

[bigassnocash]

Hopeless Romantics

HiHo friends! I mostly wrote this piece for @iaminlovetomhollandmarvel because she's like my one consistent reader. Once again, I'm still fairly new to writing so please be kind, and send in requests for any characters and actors/actresses you want and I'll write for you! I also used writing prompt 707 from @creativepromptsforwriting and its highlighted in bold, there is also a Sylvia Plath poem in here!

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"Hey Y/N, what're ya doin?" Arvin asked as he walked up to you as you sat reading on the steps outside of the school.

"Not much, just sittin' here enjoyin the warm weather. What are you doin' Arvin?"

"Well you looked pretty lonely over here, so I was thinkin I could keep you company but I can go if you want."

"I don't mind, come sit down I promise I won't bite."

As he sat down next to you he linked his arm with yours to see how you'd react. When you didn't pull away he scooted closer to you, to the point of being able to see over your shoulder.

"Y/N L/N what on Gods green Earth are you reading?" he laughed at the content you were consuming.

"If you must know, nosey josey its a romance book," your cheeks started turning red with embarrassment as he laughed.

"I don't know much but I do know one thing; people do not talk like that on dates."

"I wouldn't know, I've never been out on a date before," you turned your head away feeling shame. 17 years old, and never been out on a date while some girls in your class were out here getting married.

Arvin felt bad, he did know that you didn't go out much but he figured that the most beautiful girl he's ever seen would've been asked out at some point.

"Thats about to change. C'mon Y/N get up, I'm taking you out on a proper date," he offered his hand to help pull you to your feet.

"Arvin are you insane, what would even do?"

"Anything you want. We could go to dinner, a movie, we could go to the library, I could get a picnic together really fast and go to the lake, we can go skinny dipping," he winked at you.

"Skinny dipping is a third date activity young man, I think you know this," you shot back at him matching his cheeky smile, "I wouldn't mind a picnic by the lake, I just need to stop by my house and tell my momma where I'm goin."

"Your carriage awaits m'lady," he help open the car door for you and helped you in.

"Before we do this I need to know, why are you doing this Arvin?" you asked him, very worried about getting hurt.

"Cause its Friday night and I'd rather spend it with the prettiest girl in school than at Church with Lenora."

An hour later after you dropped your stuff off at home and got a picnic and blanket you and Arvin were sitting by the lake looking out over the water.

"Y/N will you please read your book to me? 'ts just I've heard you read in English and I really like your voice. Please?" he was so kind and quiet that there was no way you could deny him of this.

"I won't read you my book but I'll read you a poem, how's that?" he nodded happy with the trade off. As you pulled your poem book out of the small bag you packed, he laid down in your lap looking up at the sky.

"This one is called Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath.

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"

Arvin stared at you in awe. He had never felt feelings like this before. In the moments that you were reading to him everything felt right, as if you wrote the poem for him.

"Y/N that was absolutely beautiful," he gushed to you.

"Aww you don't mean that, now c'mon enough with all this gushy stuff. Its hot and i want to cool down with a swim."

"But we dont have our swimsuits and I thought skinny dippin was a third date activity miss," he was getting real cheeky now.

"Thats very true, but I wear undergarments, and those cover the same amount skin that a swimming suit do. Arvin, do you wear undergarments?" you asked as you started to unzip your skirt.

"You sure about this?" he wanted to go swimming with you more than anything but he didn't want you to feel uncomfortable.

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life Arvin." you were completely undressed, except the matching bra and panty set you were wearing. Arvin was awestricken with you. "Hurry up, I want to swim and your taking forever."

In record speed he took off his jeans and shirt, grabbing your hand and running into the water with you. You guys splashed in the water for a long time, well into the night. At some point you guys just floated, side by side holding hands. No one had ever made you feel the way Arvin did, like you mattered.

"Y/N your shivering, let get you dried off," he helped you onto the shore and wrapped a towel around and rubbed your shouders. "Heres the keys to the truck, you can changed in there. 'm gonna go into the woods to give you some privacy." he truly was the sweetest boy.

Once you both got changed and were sitting in the car, he asked you something you never thought he'd ask. "Will you dance with me? I can turn up the radio and we can dance outside." you nodded your head and lept out.

He took your right hand, in his left and wrapped your left arm around his waist. He placed his right hand low on your back yet high enough to still be respectful.

"Arvin, real talk and I want a real answer from you this time. Why did you ask me out tonight?"

"I asked you out because I've been infatuated with you, but i was never sure to liked me back so I started to flirt with you."

"What? We barely even spoke before today, how did you flirt with me?"

"I mean, I looked at you... sometimes you looked back."

"Arvin I don't know what to say, you could've talked to me."

"I wanted to, so badly Y/N its just that... I didn't want people to get the wrong idea about you because you deserve the whole world and I cant give it to you and people say I'm dangerous and I swear I'm not I just don't wan-"

you cut him off with a kiss. An earth shattering, mind blowing kiss. his lips were so soft and molded perfectly to yours, and he could taste the cherry chapstick you always wore. It lasted forever it felt like. When you both eventually pulled apart he rested his head against yours. "Woman if you keep doing that you're gonna kill me."

"I hate to ruin this absolutely perfect first date but, its past my curfew and I have to be home," disappointment clear in your voice. "All good things must come to an end eventually I suppose."

The whole way home, you didn't leave his side. He even walked you to your door and kissed you goodnight. "Can we go out again tomorrow, ya think?" he asked so hopeful you'd say yes.

"I would absolutely love to Mr. Russell but I don't know if my mom will let me after gettin in so late after I was supposed to be home. Give me your number and Ill call you tomorrow if I can."

He gave you his number and you two parted ways. He sat by the phone all weekend waiting for you to call, disappointment shattering his heart when you didn't. He found you by your locker first thing Monday morning at school.

"Hey, I figured that Id come say hi to you. Ya know, just make sure everythings still good between us?" He had never been this nervous in all his life.

"Yes of course everythings good between us why wouldnt it be?"

"Well you never called, and I got really worried. Why didnt you call?"

"My mom said I wasnt allowed to use the phone because I broke curfew. I promise you I would've called Arvin, I had the best time of my life on Friday. I would do it again in a heartbeat."

"Really, you want to go out with me again?"

"Well, yeah. Of course I do. There's still a second date we have to go on, before we get to the third." you winked at him as you shut your locker and turned around and walking in the opposite direction. Leaving him there, wondering what on Earth he just got himself into.

[vivinightingale]

Hey baby sis how you doin?? I see you got so popular and honestly I’m so frighten proud of you💖💖💖 To celebrate how about the classic Yugioh Bois celebrating accomplishments of their s/o whatever it may be?? Thanks a bunches luv and keep the Nightingale fam strong ☺️💖

Oof things have been crazy, but im.haning in there! I hope everything is going well for everyone tho! 🥺🥺💞💞💕💕

Yugi Muto:

You were an up and coming artist. You spent years improving your art, and yugi was there for every but of it.

He was already proud of every peice you made no matter how long it took he loved them all.

But when you finally got noticed on tumbler for beautiful art he was ecstatic for you!

No matter what it is this boy will honestly always be proud of you and your accomplishments.

Yami/Atem:

Going through fours years of college wasnt easy, but lucky for you your boyfriend was there for you every step.

Every sleepless nights with constant studying he was by your side with coffee.

He was even there for you through every break down you had. To reassure you that you got this.

And when you finally graduated he was there to pick you up and spin while singing your praise. He was so proud of you for pulling for and cant wait to see what you do next!

Joey Wheeler:

Gaming tourments were never an easy thing especially the big leagues. So when you entered joey was there for you to make sure you got plenty of food and water.

He honestly enjoyed watching you train for your competition, and though he didnt say much so you could concentrate he was cheering you on in his head.

He also loved the determined look on your face when you finally got to the tournament.

Though it was a king gruling battle you finally won the tournament and joey was so proud of you! He started yelling your name and praise all across the place and honestly you wouldnt have it any other way.

Tristan Taylor:

Track was was a gruling thing, but you enjoyed the feeling of accomplishment it gave you. You also weren't alont in this endeavor.

Every morning and evening you go running Tristan was right by your side. He had water bottles and words of encouragement.

When you started training for a marathon he was there to cheer you on and go as far as his legs could carry him.

Through a lot of training and Perseverance you made it first in the marathon. Tristan was soll proud of you that as soon as he saw you he picked you up and spun you around, and unlike you he was ready for the next marathon.

Duke Devlin:

Being a beautician wasnt as easy as it looked, but you trudged on. Lucky for you however Duke was there for you every step of the way.

He even allowed you to practice on him. He especially loved it when you played with his hair. It was so relaxing.

Without you knowing after every look you practiced Duke took pictures of it so when you finally became a full time beautician he could show you your progress.

And that's exactly what he did on the very night you graduated. Through every picture he showed he pointed out what he liked about every look, and how proud he was of you.

Seto Kaiba:

You wanted Seto to be proud of you so bad, so in secret you honed your duel monster skills using his technology to help.

He always wondered where you ran off to when he was at work, but was too busy to look in to it.

Mokuba however, wasnt and found out quickly what you were doing. He never told Seto, but he did try to coach you the best he could.

Seto never found out till your name was all over the news. An up and coming duelist quickly making their through the ranks. He never said it to you, but he was extremely proud of you.

Yami Bakura:

Sining covers was one of your favorite things, and how you met Bakura. Something about your voice had him enchanted sonhe called you his siren.

Your covers weren't really big, but that didnt bother you because you just enjoyed doing it anyway. (Though most time you would hear bakura mumble that no one has tastes)

You started off with a few loyal followers, but eventaully your channel grew bigger and bigger every month.

Until finally you were in of the top cover artists. Bakura was hella proud of you for clawing your way to the top. He would never say it, but actions speak louder then words.

Yami Marik:

Yami Marik was someone who wasnt easily impressed. It took a lot.to get him to sing your praise.

Like maybe defeating the pharaoh on your own?? Yeah that would about do it. So when he heard that you challenged the pharaoh he was intrested.

He watched the fight a grin plastered on his face the whole time. Watching the two of struggle was exciting.

When you won he couldnt help at laugh in both victory and mockingly at the pharaoh. Finally he could send him to the shadow realm and reclaim the throne for himself all because of you.

Bakura Ryou:

Pottery making was a favorite hobby of yours. Just being able to sit there and relax was amazing to you.

And bakura loved watching your process. Every piece always amazes him when he see it.

He helped you post every piece for everyone to see, and first it up to 10 views at most, but neither of you minded.

But once you started getting views in 100s both you were so happy. Bakura help you and said how proud he was of you, and how he cant wait to see you grow.

Marik Ishtar:

Archeology was gruling work, but you didnt mind it. Digging up history was always fun especially with Marik by your side.

Because your constantly had in the move it was a perfect fit for Marik's adventurous ways.

However one day you found the biggest find in your life time! Something that showed more of the Pharaoh's family tree.

When your find got it's own exhibit with your name Marik was so thrilled! He took you out on a fancy dinner to celebrate the whole time telling you how proud he was of you.

Care to buy me a Ko-fi??

[negandarylsatisfaction]

[SUMMARY: Negan takes the virginity of the doctors daughter.]

Smut

Negan and Vivica.

It was always entertaining over hearing the women's stories on their nights with Negan. Being an inexperienced nineteen year old, you loved hearing their experiences. Never having got the chance to have sex yourself you enjoyed the girl talk you would have. None of the women knew you were a virgin and you kept it that way. Everytime Negan entered a room you were in, you couldnt help but simply enjoy the view from afar. None of the women had anything bad to say about him, they all agreed he liked to get rough in bed. Not being one of his wives, you had never been alone with Negan. There were times when his eyes wandered down your body but he never truly made a move. His attention mostly on business or his wives. Negan had never made you a wife of his as you were the doctors daughter. Little did you know how attractive he found you to be.

As time went on Negan noticed how much more you more you had your attention on him. The look in your eyes as he would come into your fathers medical room was something he couldnt ignore. As he spoke with your father of supplies, you stood far behind your father and watched as Negan stood focused with knitted brows, he concentrated on what was being spoken of. Not paying attention to your father speaking, your eyes slowly traced his lips, his jaw line. The leather jacket he always wore was something you loved. Licking your lips you focused on the soft sight of his neck until you looked up and realized his eyes were on you. With a loud gasp you quickly turned knocking down your father's supplies making him quickly turn in shock.

"Viv- what happened?" Your father turned quickly as Negan walked past him towards you, making you freeze.

"Its alright, Doc." Negan suddenly bent down before you, his face close to your legs as he picked up the box you dropped.

"I think Miss Vivica was a little distracted."

The feel of your skin turning hot as Negan subtly acknowledged your eyes on him. He winked at you as he handed you the box back in your hands.

"Thank you."

Negan stared down at you curiously with half a smile before turning back to your father. Their conversation continued as you turned your back to them and went through the box acting as if you had something to do.

"God that was so fucking embarrassing." You whispered to yourself just wanting to leave the room.

Later that night your father took most of the supplies to the storage room while you continued organizing the ones in the medical room. Humming to yourself with your back to the door you had no idea Negan had appeared. He silently watched as you swayed your hips to the music you sang to. The sound of your voice captivating his attention when you suddenly turned and screamed.

"Negan! I-I didnt know you were here. If you're looking for my father hes-"

"I'm not looking for him."

"Oh," your response was low as he made his way into the room.

"So Vivica," he grinned slowly walking towards you.

"I see you've made friends with my wives."

"Mhm, I have."

"Tell me-" he stopped a couple inches away from you, his body so close it was hard not to get lost in your thoughts about him in his very presence.

"What could a young woman like you be talking so much about with my wives?" He raised a brow, a sneaky expression on his face as if he already knew the answer. As if he had already been told you had so many questions about sex.

Sex with Negan in particular.

"Um....well anything-"

"Like?" He interrupted you taking a step closer.

"I...things...I-I dont-"

"Shhh.." he surprised you placing his index finger on your lips watching you struggle to give him an answer.

"I've heard..you've got some questions. Is that right?" His finger still on your lips you slowly nodded. Slowly sliding his finger away from your lips he observed the soft fullness they had before gently pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

"You know, darling. If you want to know anything you can just ask me. I can show you." His tone was deep and seductive. In shock you couldnt believe what you were hearing. Was Negan offering to have sex with you? Nervously you swallowed as Negan smiled.

"I know it can only mean one thing when a woman...especially of your age has so many questions." He suddenly leaned in, making you feel his hot breath on your ear. The sensation making you squirm.

"You havent been touched yet, have you?"

He pressed his lips together hearing your breathing begin to speed rapidly.

"Let me ask you this....do you feel anything tingly between those legs right now?" Truth was, of course you did. Never had you been more aroused in your life.

"Mmmm....so a mans never made you feel good huh?" Leaning the side of his face against yours you felt him reaching between your legs gently letting his fingers tease you. Your body stood still as you let him touch you, curious as to what he would do.

"I think I'm going to have to do something about that, sweetheart." His fingers reached farther in between your legs, the thin tights you wore making it easy for him to touch you the way he wanted to.

"Negan-" you gasped as he placed his finger on your clit and moved in a circular motion. The shock of arousal and Negan suddenly touching you this way gave you an adrenaline rush. Moaning against him in approval, Negan took it a step further and and slowly slid his hand down your pants. This time feeling the warmth and wetness against his bare skin. He groaned against you, pushing you against the desk.

"Negan...but the doors open." You whispered breathlessly against him but he didnt seem to care and truthfully, neither did you. Never had you felt such an intense build up of pleasure. It felt like it was growing into something else, something else you couldnt control.

"Negan-" you moaned as he moved his hand faster. The two of you breathing rapidly against each other, he could tell you were about to cum.

"Negan wait-" you gasped, almost pushing him away as the intense feeling increased.

"Dont hold it in, sweetheart." Negan held you as you squirmed, your knees falling weak. He knew it was your first time feeling this sensation, he watched it take over you.

"Let it go, trust me." He whispered in your ear. Holding his place and picking you up on top of the desk he felt your body shake and freeze against him . A moan of complete relief escaped your lips as his hand slowed down to a stop. The two of you panting against each other. Was this what an orgasm felt like? You didnt ever recall making yourself ever feel this. Looking down at you he pulled his hand out of your pants and sucked your juices off of his fingers. Negan backed away putting his erection in full view, a massive bulge in his pants.

"Oh-" you whispered a bit intrigued as you pushed yourself off the desk when suddenly your fathers voice made you jump.

"Negan is there anything I can do for you?"

Your father Garry asked as Negan went around the desk pretending to look for something.

"Nope. I dont need anything at all. I just wanted to make sure your lovely daughter here had things in order and things are fucking immaculate in here. Just how I like it." Negan spoke making your father have a look of relief.

"Good I'm glad. I'll be bringing the rest of the supplies to the room now." Your father left the room making you sigh in relief. Negan looked over at you with a smile.

"I'll see you tonight, darling." Leaving you confused he walked past you stopping at the door way to adjust his pants before leaving the room.

Staring at yourself in the small mirror of your bedroom you couldnt stop thinking about what happened earlier. It felt like a dream, the man you had been having so many fantasies about actually touched you. Passing your hand slowly over the center of your womanhood you closed your eyes remembering the way his hand moved. The sound of his breathing, the touch of his lips against your ear. Opening your eyes you remembered what he had said.

"See you tonight." You whispered to yourself in confusion. Just as much as you thought of Negan, he thought of you. He wanted more of you. Negan sat in his room alone and finished jerking himself off, groaning as his cum spilled down his cock. He could've had any of his wives to relieve him but you being the one he ached for, they weren't enough tonight.

Heading to the cafeteria for dinner, you sat beside your father and a few others and began to eat. Negan stepped inside immediately picking you apart from the crowded room. Your heart skipping a beat you watched as he walked towards your table stopping right beside you. His crotch at your eye level, he looked down at you and the others.

"Vivica, I need you to show me something in the medical room that I'm going to need."

"What do you need Negan, I can assist you." Your father instantly stood up making Negan look up at him with a hint of annoyance.

"Its alright, Garry. Your daughter knows her way around the supplies well, you've done enough today." Your father looked at you and nodded signaling for you to go. Negan stood back allowing you to walk ahead of him out of the cafeteria. Your father wasnt to keen on the idea of his daughter alone with a man he was afraid of. Out of fear he did not stand his ground although he knew Negan never hurt a woman. Nervously but excitedly you walked ahead towards the medical room. Wondering to yourself if Negan was going to do what he had done earlier.

"What did you need to find, Negan?" You asked as you turned to him walking down the hall when he suddenly grabbed you and pulled you into his room. Your lips parted staring around the room you had never been in. The sound of the door locking made you turn back to Negan anxiously.

"What are we doing in here?" You looked confused when he aggressively pulled you close.

"We are doing whatever you want to do, darling." The look in his eyes of hunger and eagerness, he had only one thing on his mind.

"Negan, I dont know how-" you stumbled over your own words remembering all the things the women had told you. As much as they may have told you, you still had no idea what to do.

"How about we dont go all the way...you can start off by giving me a taste of those sweet lips." Negan grabbed your neck and kissed you erotically. Moaning with surprise into his lips before letting your body fall into his, you savoured the taste of him. The feel of his tongue swirling around yours as his hand brushed down your chest and grabbed your breast. He continued to kiss you when you suddenly felt him completely rip your shirt open making you scream.

"Negan! What am I suppose to tell my dad?!" You looked down at you broken shirt attempting to cover yourself before he grabbed your face and made you look up at him.

"Did you forget he works for me?" He squinted his eyes looking down at you as he gently push your arms aside revealing your breasts.

"My oh my..." he whispered as he slowly licked his lips. As rough as he was with breaking your shirt, his lips move delicately on your skin. Negan sucked on your breast as he made you fall back onto his bed. The feel of his wet tongue flicking your nipple made you brush your fingers through his dark hair for more. Negan made a trail of kisses down to your belly button eventually removing the rest of your clothes.

The stories you heard of the way Negan worked his tongue you didnt doubt to be true. Negan took off his leather jacket throwing it on the chair behind him before getting on his knees and placing your legs over his shoulders. Moaning at the feel of his warm breath in between your legs, a shiver went down your spine at the first feel of his tongue. He moaned with his lips against you, the vibrating feel of his voice sent sparks of pleasure through you. Never did you think this much pleasure was possible, never did you think Negan would be the man giving it to you. Without you realizing he unbuttoned his pants pushing it low enough to reveal his cock before he got back on his feet. Negan pulled your body up fully onto the bed before leaning in on top of you to kiss you. Distracting you with kisses he angled his cock at your entrance when you suddenly felt the tip of him press against you.

"Negan-" your eyes flung open not having expected him to be fully naked. The look on his face of a smirk with pure sneakyness.

"Relax, darling. Look at me." The voice of seduction and cockiness all in one.

With innocent and confused eyes you looked up at him, adjusting yourself to the feeling of something entering you. Wincing as he entered you, you watched his eyes darken. Never had Negan looked at you this way before, your lips parted when suddenly he gave you one hard thrust forward. With a scream you grabbed onto him shutting your eyes tightly before feeling him begin to move slowly. Opening your eyes you found Negan with a look of intense focus in his eyes. The man was doing his best to restrain himself from using the force he really wanted to use.

"You're so god damn...tight.." Negan looked down watching himself enter you, the skin on his neck and face turned a light shade of red as he breathed heavily. Having heard so much of Negan being so rough in bed you were surprised at the restraint he had on himself for your comfort. He could only hold himself for so long.

"Fuck, I'm sorry Viv- I need to-" he began to slam into you harder making you gasp. Expecting pain you were shocked to not feel anymore of it at all. Instead you felt his full length in you bringing you pleasure to the pit of your stomach. Noticing the pleased expression on your face Negan took rythm moving in a fast motion. He groaned as you grabbed onto his shoulders moaning along with him.

"I should've had you a long fucking time ago." He spoke breathlessly, his lips brushing against yours as he did. Negan brushed both hands through your hair and pulled hard making you scream louder. Now you understood when the women would express the pain bringing more pleasure. The same build up of pleasure you felt this morning, growing intensely within you. Except this time it was bigger, you began to cry out making Negan make hoarse like noises with each thrust.

"Negan-wait its happening again.." you screamed as your arched your back.

"Take it, fucking take it!" Negan growled watching you squirm beneath him as you screamed. He made sure not to stop until you fully felt your complete orgasm. Finally collapsing fully back on the bed you panted when Negan suddenly pulled out and released himself on your lower stomach. His moans were loud as you looked down and watched him jerk himself off. Never had you seen a throbbing cock release so much cum. Negan was lost in his own climax before he realized the way you looked down at his member. Taking your hand he placed it on his cock and had you finish jerking him off. A couple more drops of his cum spilling onto your hips, you looked at it in amazement.

"Come here." He sat you up, his voice low and husky as he angled himself before your lips.

"Open your mouth, doll." Doing as he said you opened your mouth and allowed him to thrust forward. He moaned softly as he felt the warmth in between your lips. He thrusted his hips softly wanting you to suck up every last drop of him. The sensitivity with his intense climax mixed with your lips made him roll his eyes back. He could feel himself about to cum all over again.

"Look at me." He instructed out of breath brushing the hair out of your face, you felt him jerk in your mouth. Suddenly he pushed himself into your mouth deeply making you swallow whatever he had left. Gagging on his cock, you coughed as he pulled out and watched the cum and saliva drip from your lips. Your tongue catching every drop.

"Oh yeah what a good girl."

The look of innocence in your eyes feeding his ego as he knew no other had done this with you.

"You did that, sweetheart." He smiled as he panted, handing you a towel to clean yourself off he looked back at you and chuckled.

"What?" You asked confused.

"I think I just got addicted."

His words making you playfully roll your eyes as you stood up and dressed yourself.

"I dont think your wives would like to hear that." You laughed as he gave you one of his white t shirts to wear.

"They dont have to know, they'll find something to do. I've got a whole lot of things I still need to teach you, V." He stared direclty into your eyes as he buttoned his pants. Speechlessly, you made sure your clothes were properly on you. You couldnt believe you actually lost your virginity, let alone to Negan.

"Well I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did, darling." Negan put on his leather jacket as he walked with you to the door.

"I did. I never felt-"

"I know." He interrupted confidently, he knew this was all new to you. Blushing, you stopped at the door and smiled.

"I better get going, my dad is going to think something and I dont need him getting mad at me." Negan scoffed before suddenly grabbing your face slightly aggressively.

"Hey. Did you enjoy me fucking you?" He asked with a serious expression, his eyes looking deeply into yours.

"Yea...of course."

"Do you want me to fuck you again?" He held your face tightly.

"Yes," you responded softly.

"So then dont worry about it. You're a god damn grown woman. I'm sure he wont get in the way." With a nod you left before him walking out of the room with Negan only to run into your father.

"Dad-"

"Oh hey Doc, I had V here bring me some of the supplies I needed. I had to....show her a few things of how I wanted things done." The slick tone in Negans voice, you knew exactly what he meant. Innocently your father simply nodded and smiled at you.

"Shes a quick learner isnt she."

"Yes she is." Negan grinned as your father returned the smile before turning away with you.

"Oh yes she is." Muttering low to himself he thought of the many more things he wanted to do to you.

[faorism]

Hey!! just saw your post about the awkward 'meet the fam' dinner fic, have you written that? if so where can I find it cause that sounds AMAZING. Thanks!!

[long post / wip snippet and because of that the h/c is hurt/no comfort]

i assume you are talking about this post, about an offshoot of my notp series wherein maria doesnt break up with eliot and legit lesbian-centric semi-nonsexual throuples him with her primary yolie, and then sophie makes eliot bring his partners to a family dinner but it goes south very face because eliot, parker, and hardison are soulmates obviously and maria is like... so... the fuck?

the answer is no i haven't written it! (i didn't even have that post saved in a doc yet, but! i just did.) i am partway through a ot3 LR canon adjacent fic (previewed here) and a harry/eliot pwp (i know i know).

but! i have notes about the Revolving POV awk meet the fam dinner. one moment i really thought through is from hardison's pov which would go like:

between courses the group has a little bit of a break because it's hot and to let things digest a bit, so everyone is drinking and mingling outside the order of sitting at the long table. one of these times yolie is loudly laughing with eliot and bre and emily, saying to the couple: im serious! this is a lesbian huddle we got here like pls let me convince you of the beauty of eliots dykeness. and yolie does that thing where you grab someone's chin and shake it a bit. which eliot allows. with. out. a. fuss.

eliot rolls his eyes. shes been on a year long campaign on this. at this point i might have to agree just so she can stop with the powerpoints

yolie is like, eliot listened to her first indigo girls song last week and she even liked it I'm so proud.

and alec is floored. because it's so sweet and funny and clearly its affirming for eliot on some level. but. the gender stuff wasnt something even remotely on his radar for eliot. and even if it was, hardison would have never pushed it like yolie clearly does. which... eliot even told them that yolie can be brash with her jokes and just to ignore her; but... there's something to the ease eliot accepts yolie playing around with his pronouns, and eliot's smile at yolie as she goes on about her Proof, and how apparently maria couldnt stand yolie's first attempt at powerpoint design so she made it all fancy for eliot and...

alec plays so safe with eliot about queer stuff and romance and everything and.... now theres ppl in eliots life that will challenge him in ways alec didnt even anticipate. and he feels so gross that hes upset but hes also so upset.

alec just wants eliot so much and he just let eliot slip through his fingers for eight years. and he can accept that. but what breaks hardison is seeing an eliot that is not his, (potentially) changing in some beautiful and significant way without alec to witness it, and that.... hurts. they're... they're not changing together.

alec was standing next to harry when this went down who is like ohhhhh boy you..... look like you're gonna... hey let's step outside okay????

harry needs to console a wrecked alec who is like, ooooh nooo eliot Doesn't Love Me But Can Love Those Two i guess????? okay?? (information that was faculty when it was picked up and definitely now years out of date in any case.) i... just thought... i was always hoping, yknow. that he would change his mind. he knows i still.. i always will... i just hoped, y'know?

harry hasnt gotten an eliot monologue about how much he loves parker and hardison that night (yet) and Has Learned from holding out for his ex wife. so he tells alec: im so sorry. :( yeah its hard to let go. and harry and alec are trying to get alec to accept that possibility that this truly is it. that this is the night he has to give that hope up. that dream. eliot isnt even with parker any more. he really has moved on. harry is like: give yourself tonight, hardison. let yourself really be in this space. tomorrow... tomorrow is a new day to start. but i wont tell anyone if you hold out for tonight, even if you are being rude to maria and yolanda. just blame jetlag! i do it all the time :')

alec nods because the logic is sound and he accepts a very kind hand on his shoulder pat from harry.

[winterscaptain]

i loved hotch’s top 3 parent moments, but what are his top 3 most defeated moments & how do the kids/mom help him cope/feel better

ooooh these got REALLY long so they’re going under a cut (they’re basically three drabbles so i included the ajf tag list (whoops))

a joyful future masterlist

1.

aaron comes back home from very long day full of infuriating people and politics, and isaac has left everything all over the living room floor. he trips on something (probably shoes) and breaks. he doesn’t get mean or anything, but his bark is definitely harsher than he intended. isaac is so so upset, and he holes himself up in his room. aaron feels awful, instantly. mom runs interference, and spends some time in the dark with isaac so he can calm down with minimal stimulus. when isaac is ready, mom goes back into the living room and finds aaron distraught, his head in his hands. 

“i promised myself i wasn’t going to become my father.” 

mom just wraps around him like a koala and is like “you’re not. you just had a bad day. for god’s sake, jack snapped at me over something ridiculous yesterday, and isaac and soph got into a knock-down drag-out fight last week about a puzzle while caro was simultaneously throwing a tantrum about fruit snacks. we’re all allowed to have bad days, and you can make it right. he’s a smart kid - just tell him what’s going on and remind him that you’re not upset with him and that you love him.” 

aaron goes to isaac’s door, knocks, and waits for isaac to tell him he can come in. aaron sits at the foot of his bed, waiting. they sit in the dark for a long time, and isaac eventually crawls into aaron’s lap. his dad tells him everything that happened in his day at work, and rounded it all off with “it was wrong of me to get upset with you, little man. it wasn’t your fault, and i love you more than anything, all the time, no matter what. i’m so sorry, and i hope you can forgive me.”

“i can.” 

mom walks in later to find them asleep, aaron propped against the headboard with his ankles crossed, isaac sprawled across his chest. 

2.

when the girls are older, maybe 14 or 15, he puts his foot down about an out-of-town concert with a friend and their older brother. the concert is a few days away, and sophia mentions it over dinner. 

without really meaning to, he goes into full drill sergeant mode and gets a little too specific about all the things that could go wrong. it was very clear in the moment that the topic was not up for discussion, that he was not under any circumstances going to allow the girls to go to a concert a couple hours away with only a nineteen year-old college sophomore as a supervisor. 

it turns into one of those “i hate you you never let me do anything” teenager moments. sophia gets up and shuts herself in the garage with the treadmill and runs until she’s tired, showering and going straight into her room without a word or glance in his direction. caroline really quietly sets her napkin on the table, and leaves out the back door, headed for the porch swing that faces the back of the property. she, too, goes to bed without saying goodnight. 

mom doesn’t say anything in the moment, and they finish dinner with the boys (isaac, now 16 or 17, and elliot, now 10 or 11) and get them ready to wind down for the night. when they settle into bed, he starts to doubt himself. 

“i was too hard on them, wasnt i?” 

before mom can answer, aaron gets a call from jack (now 26 or 27) on his cell. he tells him that sophia tattled to him about the concert, and he didnt mention this to them, but he’d be okay taking the day off work to take them and their friends, and even find a spot to stay overnight so they aren’t out driving late.

mom eavesdrops. aaron tells jack to hold on a second, and mutes him. mom says that would be a good compromise and reminds him that they aren’t little anymore, and they can mostly fend for themselves (thanks to a few weeks’ worth of self-defense with derek over the summer). “i know it’s hard, honey. i can’t say i’m wild about it either, but if jack goes, i’d feel a lot better about that than the alternatives.”

he sighs, kisses her, and tells jack that would be alright. “i’ll go down the hall and tell them.”

“have some sucking up to do, old man?”

aaron just rolls his eyes and hangs up before walking down the hall. he knocks on the door, and two flat “what”s come from the other side of the door. he opens it, and finds caroline and sophia facing each other from their beds on either side of the room. he could tell they were talking shit, the set of their mouths giving them away. 

they’re looking at him like he’s goddamn war criminal. he pulls caro’s desk chair and sits backward on it in between the ends of their beds. “your brother has very graciously offered to take friday off of work to take you and your friends to the concert and spend the night in norfolk with you.” 

“so, you’re letting us go?” 

he tries not to let the biting resentment in sophia’s tone get to him. “i am. i’m sorry for coming down hard on you at dinner. it was wrong of me, and i understand that it could feel like i don’t trust your judgement. i do.” he looks at them each in turn. “it just freaks me out a little that you’re getting older a lot faster than i thought you would.” 

caro’s lip wobbles, and she throws her covers back and crosses to him, giving him a hug. “thank you. we’ll be good, i promise.” 

“i know, my little love.” 

it takes him a little while to get back into sophia’s good graces, but when he picks them up from jack’s apartment at the end of the weekend, she can’t stop talking about how much fun she had. he’s pretty sure he’s forgiven. 

3. 

its when he first starts dating mom that jack starts to act out. he’s usually a really well-tempered kid, but sometimes he’d snap at her or withdraw and it made her feel awful. there were definitely a couple of nights were he’d snap at her over something small and she would retreat to the back bedroom to take a minute. it wore on aaron to tell her that she wasn’t an imposition, that she wasn’t replacing haley, that she isn’t his second choice or ‘the backup’

they both have this moment of total defeat - they’ve known each other for so long, and jack has known her most of his life, but the change in relationship status really brought up a lot of stuff for the kiddo. 

mom comes around faster, learning to understand that jack is just adjusting and having trouble with the idea that there’s a semi-permanent female figure in his life, and that his dad’s attention is divided. thus, when aaron inevitably breaks down about it, she’s there. 

“i feel selfish. maybe i shouldn’t have -”

“aaron. we are doing everything we can to make this an easy adjustment for him, but it’s difficult.”

“but nothing’s changed! you’ve been here for five years.” 

“love, everything’s changed, and we’ve only been dating for a couple of months. that’s a lot for someone who’s barely seven. you’re not selfish, you’re not a bad parent. you haven’t made a bad judgement call. he’s just really young and is having trouble handling these very big changes in his home landscape.” 

so aaron finds a therapist for jack to see twice a week, figuring it was a good idea anyway with all the trauma he may or may not remember. it’s still sucky for a while, but as jack starts implementing the coping mechanisms he learns and mom takes on a role closer to a peer or friend than a parent, things get a lot easier. 

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[idjitlili]

What can I say I like a climb.

Thorin xhalf elf!reader

A/n:Bruh imagine having a crush on Andy from the office before just because you had a dream about him dressing up as Gaston and coming to your old high school only to see you slip on the grass. Yeah it happened a couple of months ago when I was still in high school

Summary:growing up as Gandalf's adopted daughter ,being apart of the company only to pass through Rivendell,only to make thorin rage with jealousy

Word count:1921

It was no secret that Gandalf wasnt your real father, you both looked nothing a like. However this didnt stop him loving you like you were his actual child,you werent sure if wizard could have children. You wondered if he ever got horny,it disturbed you but you did wonder. Anyways yiu didnt know your parents ,they were killed by orcs ,Gandalf found you crying as babe ,and thats all you know. You were half elf ,half human ,mostly Thorin didnt like that very much when he found out ,it just meant you lived longer than a human would.

So how you ended up in the company of Thorin Oakenshield was; simply because Gandalf didnt want to leave you with the elves again ,or leave you at home where you could be in more danger. You were more than capable of defending yourself,due to your many vists with Elrond they had trained you very well. You also became best friends with Lindir since he was responsible for most of your training ,plus being your tutor. Lindir was also abandoned as a child but was taken in by Elrond. He grew to become a marchwaden.

Lindir was a shy elf ,as were you ,yet around each other you were very comfortable. Many of your visits he would have to carry to your room ,because you had fallen asleep against him looking at the stars while he told you a story. You both very much enjoyed each others company.

However your feelings towards the dwarven king were much different to how you felt about Lindir. You knew you liked him as soon as you saw him at Bag end ,yes you were very much taken back by his looks ,you swear you fell in love with him right then and there. Of course you thought he could never like you ;he's a bloody king. Oh how wrong you were. He had no choice but to allow you on this quest ,being gandalf,s daughter and all. Gandalf told him to basically to shut the fuck up ,you were coming.

Thorin would never admit it but he did always make sure you were safe,and eating ,covering up with shes such a burden,or whatever. What about when he found out you were part elf? Yeah so you had just bathed and your hair was wet and pushed back and he saw your ears he was like

"you are fucking elf?" he had literally grabbed your elf ,whilst you were standing up ,looking at it ,you had groaned at the contact. Lets pretend that didnt make want Thorin touch your ears more roughly."part,not full,cant you tell compared to elves im an orge." and with that you had pulled your ear from his dwarven fingers walking away. He was left in shock ,how you could thik so low of yourself. shrek is hot though,but you thought you were an ugly orge.Thorin didnt like elves,but he definitly liked you had thought you were absolutely beautiful. With your e/c eyes ,h/l h/c hair,your height ,our form your personality everhting.

Anyways you had just arrived at Rivendell,Lindir hadnt seen you in a while ,and hadnt noticed you yet. You were led to dinner ,with was all veg,you had to agree with ori you could do with some chips right about now,or even some lembas bread. You werent surprised that he didnt recognise you you had developed more in body wise plus you were muddy and wearing a big coat and hat. He had looked for you when he saw Gandalf but when he couldnt see you he assumed you were at home ,he was disappointed..

Kili was sat next to you and Bofur ,he was admiring the elves,saying they didnt have enough facial half. "though that one isnt  bad." he had gestured to a male elf,making the whole company burst out with laughter. "that isnt a  elf maiden." kili face flashed red in embarrassment. You had nudged him still giggling "dont worry,young prince, I know which male elf I would fuck too." you had smirked eyeing lindir ,of course you wouldnt but if you had to you would. The company had laughed again "shes got a dirty mouth laddies." dwalin had pipped up, you smirked pulling off your coat and hat,as the company watched in confusion.

Standing up running over to Lindir ,jumping up onto him wrapping your legs around his waist,arms around his/ next. The company had gasped in shock."is she allowed to do that...?" bilbo had questioned,Thorin watched with a scowl on his face,Dwalin noticed laughing at his friend ,who scoffed. You had pressed a kiss to Lindir's cheek,who's arms now went around your back holding you to him,securely. "mellon, Its been a time." he had spoke placing you down,hugging you briefly. "it has indeed , I missed my bestfriend." you stood in front of him ,smiling ,thorin was still not convinced he was just your friend.

 "youve grown mellon nin." he smiled ,speaking quietly trying to ignore the dwarves ,Thorin almost scoffed louder than a waterfall,as it was obvious what he meant.  The dwarves watched carefually as the next  thing out your mouth really made them think that they really didnt know you. "I know! my breasts have grown finally!" you had literally squished your boobs together over your tunic,making lindir blush in embarrassment ,but laughing. Kili  and fili had watched you ,before looking at their uncle smirking ,he didnt even look at them.  " i meant your slyness," you had giggled at him before hugging him again,before informing him you would talk to him later ,joining the dwarves again.

In which they all stared at you intensely. "so ,you and the elf then?" kili had spoken ,nudging you in the ribs like you had down to him earlier. "yeah we are bestfriends." thorin had scoffed,you had looked at him confused at this gesture. "just friends? right" his tone stern and disbelieving."we have been friends since I was a babe,thats all." you tried to hold eye contact with  thorin but he just looked away with a hard expression. "but you said you rough it up with him." Dwalin tried defending his best bud. "it was a joke thats it,hes my bestfriend that all. not that it is any of your bloody businesses. " you stood up abruptly. "thank you elrond for dinner ,may I be excused."he had simply nodded his head ,you gathered your coat,and hat one for Lindir to come over taking them leading to you to your room.

His hand on your mid back,leading you away from the drama ,Thorin had watched you leave almost gulity for making you upset. Once he had gotten you to your room he had began to sort you a bath ,brushing through your tangled hair first,slowly getting you to relax."Ooooh I'm a dwarf I can give a joke ,but I cant take one, also my nose is bigger than my dick" you had mocked as Lindir finished your hair ,pulling you up shoving you in the bathroom. "you know they are only doing it because Thorin thinks you like me and not him. You mouth gapped open as he shut the bath room door aallowing your privacy.

You couldnt sstop thinking about what Lindir said so much so once you were in your night gown ,exiting the bathroom to meet with Lindir for a stroll in the gardens. You had tripped on your own feet, and Lindir didnt see as he was reading a  book in a chair.  Turns out you landed badly on your wrist ,screamed out in pain,Lindir became sonic rushing to you.You didnt even get a chance to explain before he rushed you to the healers. In which they gave you some herbs for the pain and wrapped up your sprained wrist,putting it into a sling.  

Lindir had held out his arm for you ,and led you to a bench in the gardens  ,your damp hair pushing it out your face in annoyance. Lindir notices this forces you to sit down,before he braids it swiftly ,before a voive clears their throat. Lindir finishes tying the braid off with a ribbon,he places a hand on your shoulder,before bowing his head at at someone leaving. You turn to see Thorin standing in front of you ,you quickly stand,hiding your arm in robe. You knew he would be furious if he saw what happen. His face is unreadable ,he's scowling as usual.

"uh..hi?" you had spoken unsure where to look,just generally confused why he was here. "you aren't together ,but he braids your hair?" he scowls ,you groan in annoyance,walking closer to him. "you know what you are bloody getting on my nerves, dwarf." you had growled out his eyes go wide slightly at your outburst,before returning into a scowl. "for the last time I am NOT dating lindir. The only reason he was braiding my bloody hair was because I sprained my wrist , and couldnt. Secondly even so he can because to elves and humans braids dont suggest we are bloody fucking." you had pointed your left hand ,pointer finger into his chest harshly. You tried not to go weak at the knees ,feeling the muscle he had on his chest.

Yet Thorin had became unbelievably calm as he forced you to sit with him on the bench,by guiding you with his hand on your mid back. "how did that happen?your arm." his hand reached over to move the robe from covering it,his hand lightly grazing the bare skin on your upper arm. Of course you were wearing an night gown under ,just incase you forgot. "..uh..weell i bathed ,then i walked out and tripped over my own feet ,thats it. Before you say anything thats why I was screaming not because lindir had his dick in me." you looked at him deadly serious ,he had sent you smile which was completely new to you.

"I believe you,y/n. I'm sorry for the way I werent around trying to find out if you were free to court?" you had choked at his words. "wait Lindir was right ,you do want to court me?" you had  almost whispered ,he had nodded at you before you threw your one arm around him,hugging him tight ,which he does the same yet carefually,not wanting hurt your arm more.

"Lindir is going to tease me till the end of time,i swear."

bonus~in greenwood .

"and why does a half elf travel with dwarves." Thranduil had asked you circling you both , in reply you had jumped on Thorin ,wrapping legs around his waist.

"what can I say I like to climb" Thorin smirked at the elven king.

"guards remove her!"

"dont tell my dad!"

[babysizedfics]

I need to know about doctor mama lo taking care of a sick baby Virgil if you would like pretty please. I dont wanna ask on the in character blog cuz I feel like it would be weird to ask for details and lo seems kinda busy anyway lol.

hey tumblebee!! yeah yeah lets do this, Im gonna write it so that ppl who dont follow the other blog can understand too

WARNING IF U HAVENT ALREADY BLOCKED THE TAGS ILLNESS TW AND VOMIT TW THEY ARE VERY PREVALENT IN THIS

also this is a VERY long headcanon!!

so last night vee got ill, he had been regressed in the afternoon with patton and he was acting much more fussy than usual - not being entertained by his cartoons, not having the energy to play with his rattle, pretty much constantly whining and pouting and he gets very wriggly when he's fussy

patton assumed it was because vee had been upset earlier that day. at one point vee started gripping his stomach, and patton assumed its because he was hungry and could smell the food roman was cooking

but when dinner came around no matter how hard patton tried he couldnt get vee to eat a morsel - he kept turning his head away from the food and whining. at one point patton and logan both managed to convince him to eat a spoonful but his face crumpled with a wince and it looked almost painful for him to swallow it. it was at this point logan noticed he had a faint sheen of sweat on his forehead

things fell into place quickly after that - logan checked his temperature and it was indeed slightly higher than was healthy, they noticed vee's hands were trembling and he was constantly on the verge of tears :(

while patton cleared away dinner and excused roman who wanted to go and craft in his room, logan took vee to his bedroom and tried to check for more symptoms, since vee was non verbal and unresponsive totheir questions. he tested his tummy by pushing it a little to see if the pain got worse when he released it (this is a test for appendicitis) but there was no reaction thankfully except vee being upset by logan not cuddling him. he checked his throat for any redness or infection, nothing.

vee's crying became more pronounced and eventually he was in constant tears, occassionally pleading 'mama mama' through sniffles and hiccups and whines of pain :(( Patton brought him a baby bottle of cooled tea made with fresh mint leaves since that is supposed to help stomach pains. though he left the room again since logan thought it was best not to crowd virgil. Vee's crying had dissipated but he was strangely silent and seemed almost loopy now. he only drank a little of the tea before he pushed it away with a gag.

logan immediately took him to the bathroom knowing what was coming, and sure enough vee threw up into the toilet, crying between gags. logan dutifully managed to keep vee in his lap the whole time and held his hair and rubbed his back, telling him he was such a good boy the whole time

Thankfully it didnt last long as there wasnt much in vees stomach to be emptied. he was shivering and sweating and flushed and had lost all energy. he wasnt even crying anymore, just whimpering under his breath. with a bit of a struggle logan managed to show him how to rinse his mouth out with mouthwash - though he had to hold vee over the sink and pat his back to make sure he didnt swallow it

during all of this patton wasnt able to help because of his heightened empathy, if he sees someone throwing up the likeihood is he will too and that wiuldnt be very helpful! so instead he drives to the store to pick up some medicine and ice pops - and comes back with half the store including some actual baby medicine smh - ((im actually begging u to read that linked post i think its so funny))

it was originallly meant to be logans night to put roman to bed but understandably patton took on that task instead. after roman was drifting off patton pokes his head into vee's room. he had hoped to find lo and vee asleep but they werent. they were lying in the dark with an in the night garden audio story playing on a portable speaker and with vees salt lamp and star night light lighting up the room in a soft glow.

logan offered a strained little smile and nod to patton as he stroked vee's hair and cuddled him close. vee was completely out of it honestly. his body was wholly lax against his mama, his lips were in a permanent pout and his eyes were puffy and wet. he barely even acknowledged his papa coming in, his teary eyes just settled on him for a moment then dropped back to the bedsheets without a reaction. he kept lifting his thumb up to suck on it but logan kept capturing it and apologising as he brought it away. Vee shouldnt suck on his thumb and logan doesnt want to give him a paci while he's ill. understandably, baby vee was completely miserable.

patton asks if logan thinks vee could handle a popsicle or plain crackers at the moment but logan disagrees. he doesnt expect either of them to get much sleep so he will make sure vee eats something in a few hours. with a gentle kiss on vee's forehead patton goes off to bed, confident that logan will be able to look after vee and will come get him if theres any issues

logan and vee really dont sleep much at all. Vee drifts off for a few minutes at a time then gasps awake from vivid fever dreams. logan keeps ice cubes in a bowl by the bed for vee to suck on if he needs to cool down and wraps a couple in a flannel to press to vee's head when his fever rises in the middle of the night.

around 3am logan jolts awake and realises he had drifted off. and vee isnt anywhere in the room. he panics momentarily, bolting up from the bed and dashing to the closet to see if virgil is in there - which he tends to do when he is overwhelmed - but then he hears sniffling from the bathroom.

he finds vee, no longer regressed, curled up against the side of the bathtub with his bangs clinging to his sweaty head. vee is the palest person logan knows but he looks positively grey at the moment

'can i help in any way?' he asks, aware that he doesnt need to baby talk at the moment but still eager to look after this bundle of miserableness

virgil just groans under his breath and clutches his knees to his chest. 'i.. i didnt know what to do with the..' he gestures vaguely to something on the floor

logan notices virgil, being not regressed anymore, had obviously wrestled off the diaper he had been changed into the night before and not known how to dispose of it

'its ok, ive got it' logan wraps it up in a bag and puts it in the trash can they have in the room for just this purpose

'sorry.. m stupid' virgil croaks

'You're not stupid.' logan says firmly as he washes his hands 'You're ill and probably delirious from the fever. it's alright virgil'

theres quiet for a bit longer, virge's head pressed against the porcelain edge of the bathtub likely in an attempt to cool his fever. logan stays there with him for a while just waiting. then suddenly virgil starts sobbing and buries his face in his hands.

'sweetheart, tell me whats wrong please' logan hurries to kneel beside him, lifting his hands away from his face. that wouldnt help the fever

'i dont feel well' virgil cries pathetically, tears rolling down his face.

logans heart breaks 'no, you dont. i'm sorry little one, i know its not nice'

at the nickname virgils thumb raises to his lips again, which logan hurriedly intercepts. 'i'll make you a deal, okay? you're allowed to use a pacifier, but you have to use the same one everyday until you are better. we will need to sterilise it every night too.'

vee sniffles and nods, then chokes 'm not a baby right now though'

'that doesnt matter. you dont need to be regressed to want one of your pacis, vee'

vee is unresponsive and starts scratching at his pyjama pants. logan gets a feeling he isnt saying something. then he notices virgil's pout is much more infantile than his adult ones. 'are you feeling little, baby?'

with a harsh shake of his head vee starts crying again. he whispers 'dont wanna be a b...' then cuts himself off and whimpers

logan cards his fingers through virgils damp bangs. he knows what virgils mind has jumped to. 'were you going to say you dont want to be a baby?' he lifts virgils chin up to look at him 'or that you dont want to be a burden?'

virgils pale lip wobbles 'same fing'

'no sweetheart, no no no,' logan sits on the tiles beside vee and pulls him into his lap. virgil goes willingly. logan rocks his baby as he says 'youre always always allowed to be a baby and its never ever going to upset your family. even if you're an adorable wonderful brave baby boy alllll of the time' he scribbles his finger on virgils rosy cheek and delights at the tiny smile it earns him. 'but especially when you're feeling yucky. you feel a bit yucky today dont you, little one?'

vee nods with a pout

'but yknow whats not yucky? softies and pacis and diapers and lots and lots of cuddles with mama' he holds virgil tighter to prove his point. vee sighs and drops his head to nuzzle against his mama's neck. logan feels he still has a slight fever. 'i know what might help you feel less yucky. does my sweet baby want a sweet ice pop?'

thankfully vee nods against his shoulder and grips tight onto his pyjama shirt, preparing for when logan lifts him up

he first makes sure to change vee into another diaper and even decides that he should wear one of mama's t-shirts as a light dress so he doesnt get as overheated by his pyjamas. at this point vee actually giggles for the first time pretty much all day as he feels the tshirt swish lazily around his legs. logan makes a mental note to observe whether little vee might want to try wearing dresses if the feeling sparks this much joy (at this point logan is unaware that vee has secretly been trying skirts and dresses in his room for months, and roman found out a few weeks ago, but vee isnt ready to tell the cgs yet)

by the time vee is in his diaper and mamas tshirt dress and has a paci and jiji clutched to his chest he is a lot calmer and happier. he's still very ill and exhausted and teary, but theres a tiny smile on his face instead of a pout. in the kitchen he picks a strawberry ice pop and it goes down well, logan convinces him to have a cracker too though vee is in such a young headspace by then that he is just sucking on it, which logan supposes is fine too

by the (real) morning vee is still regressed and has managed to have a couple hours undisturbed sleep. its not much but its better than nothing. logan didnt fare much better. by then vee misses his papa and asks for him and logan hands the responsibility over to papa patton, trustinf the other caregiver enough to catch up on a quick power nap himself

but yes, the main thing is vee thought being ill was a burden enough that he shouldnt be regressed too, but logan makes him see that its okay. vee is regressed pretty much the whole time he is ill over the next few days because its stressful and painful and its a lot easier to feel comforted when ur a baby

yeah! gosh that was long, theres probably a billion spelling mistakes! feel free to ask follow up Qs if i missed anything u wanted to know abt this event