#if it’s good I tots suggest staying on it !!

[daiseukiis]

idk man maybe it’s bc I never had to deal w shit like acne or pimples but soap & water do just fine for me

HEYBIF ITS WORKING FOR YOU IT WORKS

though i hope one day that bar of soap doesn’t bite ur ass 😭💔

[xan-izme]

Get through me first (Dad!Miguel x daughter/Venom!Reader)

I have been a little too into the Miguel fics, especially when there is angst involved. So now you all gotta deal with it.😊

Summary: You were one of the Spidey's that was transported into Earth 1610. You helped Miles save his universe and was able to go back home. That's when your father who you hadn't seen in 3 years recruits you to help keep the multivers in balance. You join, but it doesn't mean your ready to fight him if it means protecting Miles.

TW: Child neglect, death, mentions of death, violence, cursing, angst, lotta angst, daddy issues, issues in general

You stared down the big portal, after everyone jumped in one by one. You were the last one left. You turn to Miles you looked sad, but happy and satisfied that things are done, and everyone is able to go home.

"Guess this is goodbye." Miles spoke. You sighed and nodded your head.

"We should stay!" Venom's voice was loud and clear for you. Nearly jumped yourself at how loud he was.

"We can't." You responded sternly.

"WHY!"

"We'll die if we stay any longer, you little parasite."

Miles looked at you, with that same look he had when you seemed to be talking to yourself. But he smiled fondly "I'm goanna miss the two of you."

You and Venom were a little taken aback. Some wouldn't refeur to you and Venom as two. Forgetting Venom and leaving him out of the equation fully. "You're a good kid Miles, if you ever need help, me and Venom will be by your side. Promise."

Your words comforted him. Miles doesn't know fully why, but you didn't seem like someone who breaks a promise. And you don't.

"This is no fair. I will make you cry now! cry Y/n, cry." Venom took over your emotions and was forcing you to cry. You quickly pull down your mask and cleared your throat.

" Be safe out there, Miles Morals." You leap off and dive in headfirst into the portal.

It's only been three months since you returned back home. You and Venom back to the routine of saving people and you preventing Venom from wanting to bite heads off and from eating too much chocolate.

One day, while you and Venom visited a restaurant that you and Venom would go to frequently, even before Venom, you were a constant costumer.

"Hey Malik." You greeted the young man in the front counter.

"Hello Ms. O'Hara. table for two as usual?" Malik grabbed a menu, ready to lead you to your usual table.

"Yup." You responded shortly before he took you to your table.

"I want food! give me the ribs! oh oh! Tater tots. Get us Tator tots!"

You chuckled as you looked at the menu to get yourself a few drinks for you and Venom. As you were doing that, you hear someone take a seat in front of you. Your brows furrowed, looking up you take a glance of a man you haven't seen in a long time.

You sighed and kept your eyes back on the menu. "Didn't know you were back in town." You spoke dryly.

The man in front of you inhaled sharply, relaxing himself before opening his mouth.

"I wanted to talk to you."

You hummed, unamused and pulled out your phone and slide it towards him. "I'm a little busy right now. So just put your number in there and we can speak later."

The man sighed. "Please, mi hija."

You slammed the menu on the table. Finally staring him in the eyes.

"Miguel, this is my mealtime. A time of peace, and right now you are not making me feel peaceful. So, I suggest you take my first offer and just put your number in." You were firm with your words, almost threatening.

Miguel paused for a moment, between the phone and his daughter. Seeing that you were reasonably mad at him, he took the phone and entered his number in. He stood up, ready to leave "I'll see you later."

As Miguel walked away, you hear a very displeased Venom.

"What a dick."

You huffed and brought the menu back up to your face.

"Agreed"

"Why are we here. I don't like it here." Venom was complaining about being in the little spider club house, Miguel was walking by your side, he would be getting a little too close to you here and there. Making you scoot further and further away from him.

"We are here to protect our world. You want what happened with Miles happen to us?" You hear Venom groan and shut off for the moment.

"Y/n, I'm really grateful for you being here. We need the help." Miguel stared down at his daughter with a soft smile. You stayed staring straight ahead.

"I didn't do this for you. I got people to protect Miguel." You wanted to make sure he understands that he didn't see this as a daddy daughter bonding moment. The situation he explained to you was serious. No distractions within the workforce.

That will disrupt everything.

"I see. . . Y/n, I just wanted to- to apologize for what I had done. I was wrong, very wrong." You could hear the sincerity in his voice, the regret and guilt written all over his face. You paused and stared at him.

Venom was practically screaming at you to not forgive him. To punch his face. But you didn't. And when you didn't, Venom got upset and took over your arm and punched Miguel hard.

"Oh shi- Venom what the hell!?"

"He does not deserve our kindness; he does not deserve our LOVE! Now bite his head off!" You ignored what Venom was saying and ran towards Miguel's side. "You good? My bad, Venom just gets like that sometimes."

You helped Miguel up. "It's alright, mi hija. You've gotten strong." Miguel had blood running down his nose. But he continued to smile softly at you.

You were quick to remove yourself from him. Clearing your throat and told Miguel to continue.

Being a part of the Spider-society was actually a big help for you and Venom. Being able to capture anomalies before they cause too much of a wreck for your universe. You kept a good distance from Miguel.

Even though he tried to offer time alone together that didn't involve the work as being a Spidey, you rejected those advances.

"Come on Y/n. He really does care about you. He just wants to make up for lost time." Jessica Drew, Miguels right hand woman was trying to convince you to at least try to be with Miguel.

You hummed, clearly uninterested in the conversation. Typing away on your laptop, working on some homework you had to finish for school.

"That sounds amazing- oh, hey can you pass me my cup please?"

Jessica frowns and grabbed your cup, as she handed the cup back to you. She takes a glance down to your bag that you brought and see multiple bracelets, handmade.

"Oh, those from f/n? how's she doing?'' Jess leaned on the wall as she watched you pause for a moment. You were quick to get back to typing.

"She's dead." You say with a slight cringe. Knowing the awkward atmosphere, you were making wasn't one your good for.

Jess was taken aback, not knowing of this news before hand.

"Oh . . . I'm sorry." Jess walked towards you and took a seat next to you. You stayed focused on your screen. Jess gently laid her hand on your back "What happened."

You took a quick glance down to the ground, pausing your typing. Taking in a deep sigh, you continued working "The bridge was falling apart. And I had to choose between a bus with 29 passengers or my best friend . . . f/n ended up having to choose for me. She said her goodbyes then cut herself off from my web."

Your mind drifted to the look on your friend face when she realized it was her time.

You sighed and changed the subject quickly.

"So, like . . .Don't ya'll got paternity leave or something cuz . . ." You looked down to Jessica's baby bump. Jess laughed as you moved on with your work.

"Yo, you needed help-" You froze in place as you saw Miguel in the room Jess. You frown "You wanted me, Jess?" You gave the pregnant woman a look. Jess had said she and she only needed you.

"Oh yes! I wanted you to look over these anomaly cases with me. But I'm not really feeling good." Jess rubbed her baby bump. You gave her a deadpan look.

"So, you'll be working with Miguel!" Jess was quick for someone who wasn't 'feeling well' and got out the room. You sighed and looked to a nervous smiling Miguel. You were displeased with this outcome, but this was going to happen, minus well get it done with.

You walked up next to Miguel and immediately got to work. An awkward silence overcame the air around the two of you.

Miguel kept glancing over to you. Taking in small details, like your suit and how it was in a way some comparison to Venoms when the alien takes over you. The way your fingers fidget when taking a small pause.

The silence soon became too much for Miguel to bare and he decided to speak "So, ho-how's school? Still playing basketball?"

Your brows furrowed "No."

"Oh! Stopped liking it?"

"No."

"Umm . . . did you get benched.?"

"No."

"Are you just going to say no to everything I say?" Miguel had his hand on his hip, a little frustrated by your blunt replies. You took a moment before turning your head to him.

"No."

"Ay dios mio- I'm tying here mi hija. Please I'm begging you. Make this easier." Miguel turns his full attention to you while you were still focused on the multiple screens in front of you.

"And why should I do that?"

"Because I want this family to be happy--"

"Family?" You scoffed.

"--And I want us to be happy together."

"Okay compañero, you threw this little family out the fucking window when you ran off to raise a child that wasn't even yours."

"Language niña." You ignored his warning and kept going

"And you have no right. No fucking right to waltz into my already shitty life and make it worse!"

"I SAID LANGUAGE!"

The two of you were already in each other's faces. Unphased by the others raging expression.

"No trates de reparar algo que está más allá de la reparación"(Don't try to mend something that is beyond repair.)

You walked away from the man. Leaving him the room. Once you got to your dimension, you began to wreck everything in the room. His room to be specific. Not like he even comes back. Too busy with work Too busy with the life that didn't involve you.

You couldn't take it anymore. You began sobbing uncontrollably.

"Y/n, we can't be upset about him now of all times."

"Why is he being worried now!? it's not fair Venom! it's not fair!" Your spoke between your cries. Venom took over your arms to try and wipe your tears. But it just kept coming.

All Venom could do was be there for you, as always, in your time of need.

You stared down at the mini hologram of you cradling your dear friend's limp body. begging he not to leave you.

"You too?'' Miles voice broke out. You looked at him with glossy eyes. Once your eyes met with his sad puppy eyes, you had to look away.

Miguel went on about the canon. And how it keeps everything in balance. If a canon is broken, then a world collapses. That's when it hit Miles, his dad was next. The boy refused to let the spot take yet another precious's person in his life.

But when Miles expressed his displeasre of the canon, Miguel trapped him, you were quick to bang on the forcefield.

"Oey! let him out!"

"He'll destroy the multiverse!" Miguel argued back. Peter B. and Gwen tried to convince Miguel to let Miles go and that he was going too far. suddenly, Miles was able to break the forcefield. You didn't waste time to grab the boy's hand and make a run for it.

The chase was hectic, but you finally got Miles back to HQ.

"Alright niño. This is as far as I can take you. But me and Venom will hold Miguel and the others off." Miles stared up at you with a look of confusion "Wait, you're not coming?"

It was clear he didn't want to do this alone. And you didn't want him to go through its alone ether. You brought Miles close to you and brought your foreheads together. You had Venom exit your body and enter Miles body.

"Venom will give you as much help as you need."

The two of you hear the others approaching. You hugged Miles for the last time and put him in the Go Home machine.

You quickly made yourself placed far away from the machine. You looked back at Miles one last time and smiled.

"Be safe out there, Miles Morals"

Once Miguel came through the doors, he was met with you in his way.

"Just give the kid up Y/n!"

You laughed as your own claws came out. Your set of fangs came in

"You want him? You got to get through me first."

The last thing Miles saw was you and Miguel running at each other.

[twignotstick]

Liar, Liar

Note: The characters in this fic are from @rufwooff 's teenage mutant ninja everything-but-turtles au. Leo is a salamander, Mikey is a toad/frog, Donnie is a gecko, and Raph is an alligator. It can sort of be read as a rise fic if you ignore the... frog stuff? But there are things that might not make sense without knowledge of the au. This post specifically inspired the fic.

Tags: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, ROTTMNT, Leo-centric, NOT MY CHARACTERS, Teenage Mutant Ninja Everything-but-Turtles, tmnebt, turtle tots (still unsure abt that one), dialogue written like a child, lying, extremely fluffy, but with a hint of angst

Warnings (if there's anything I should add here, tell me please!): nothing, why would i ever hurt kids :)

Words: 4,647

Summary: Leo finally gets to spend a day alone with his little brother, Mikey. When things go wrong, he decides to save himself. After all, what's so bad about a little lie?

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“Can grow to doo-ble the size in a few… h-owers…”

Leo held the small package he'd found close to his face, trying his best to read what the label said. Donnie had told him it was some kind of toy, but it just looked like a plastic whale to him. Mikey watched Leo from the bowl he was quickly outgrowing, listening intently to Leo's somewhat successful attempt at reading.

“Leave in a cup or bowl of wwwater and watch the magic!” Leo read triumphantly, holding the toy in front of him. The salamander looked over to his little brother. “We just need a cup or something to use it!”

“Wah'der!” Mikey noted wisely, bracing himself on the edge of the glass.

“Right!” Leo nodded, face turning pensive. “But I can't reach any of the cups or bowls in the kitchen, and Dad doesn't want me climbing on stuff anymore…”

“Waphie?” Mikey suggested.

“Raph's busy with Dad cooking dinner. Bo-ring.” Leo sighed. “And Donnie said he was studying today…”

“Hmm…” Mikey hummed, before his eyes lit up. “Bow’!” He squeaked, rocking his bowl side to side. “Bow’! A bow’!”

“No Mikey, we need a-” Leo caught on. “Oh, a bowl. You're a genius, Mikey!”

Mikey squeaked and squealed in response to the praise, wiggling what was left of his tail in the water. “Tank you.”

“Alright then, Mikester. You're gonna have to show off how good you are with those new legs.” Leo wrapped his arms around his baby brother's body, struggling for a moment to get a good grip with both of them having slippery skin, but he eventually hefted Mikey out of the bowl under his armpits and placed him on the stone floor. “This'll be a good oppa-tunity for you! You just gotta stay here while I fill up the bowl the rest of the way, okay?”

“Okie-dokie!” Mikey replied cheerfully, patting his newly grown hands on the floor. They had been fully developed for about a week, but he had yet to do much with them other than waving and clapping.

Taking Mikey's word without any doubt, Leo picked up the half filled bowl and carried it away to the nearby tunnel. Sure, he knew he wasn't supposed to go into the tunnels by himself. And sure, he knew he wasn't supposed to leave Mikey alone when they were playing. But Leo was a big boy! And so was Mikey! Mikey had all of his limbs now! That, Leo didn't exactly understand, because Leo always had all his limbs, just like Raph and Donnie. Mikey was just a ball with a tail and eyeballs. A tadpole, Donnie's voice reminded him. Now Mikey was a toadlet, which meant surely he was grown enough to be on his own for a few minutes.

It wasn't like Leo didn't like spending time with Mikey. He loved watching movies with him, coloring things with him, even chatting with him despite his more limited vocabulary. Mikey just… couldn't play a lot of the games Leo liked to play. Leo liked to move, and Mikey couldn't move a lot. Mikey couldn't play tag, or hide and seek, and he could only play Jupiter Jim if he was playing as Godfred, the Goldfish King. Even then, he was no fun to play with without his royal guards.

Today, Leo got to play with Mikey without supervision, a job usually reserved for his older brothers. It was a total breeze, he had found out, because Mikey was so stationary. Babies were boring, but they were easy.

Leo carried the bowl back, making sure to spill as little of the mildly murky sewer water he had collected as possible, and put it down right next to the toy he had left on the floor. Right next to the puddle where Mikey was sitting before.

Puddle?

“Boys! Come eat!”

“...spit.”

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Leo walked into the kitchen with a nervous smile on his face, finding that Raph and Donnie were already seated with food in front of them. Both plates were filled with vegetables and meat, and Splinter was preparing two more plates with more of the same.

“Hello, Blue,” Splinter greeted, glancing around Leo's sides. “Where is your brother? I thought he was with you.”

“H-he was! He just got reeeally tired,” Leo lied, swaying on his feet and swishing his tail slowly. “So I tucked him in bed. He was really, indubitably tired.”

“You don't even know what that word means, Leo.” Donnie glared right into Leo's soul, pushing his glasses up as Leo sat down next to him.

“Yes I do! I-it means Mikey was really super tired!”

“Purple, do not be rude to your brother,” Splinter scolded. “If Orange was tired, he should sleep. He is a growing boy. Thank you, Blue, for tucking him in. He can eat later, after he wakes up.” Splinter finished preparing a plate for himself, then sat down next to his sons and began eating. “Did you all enjoy yourselves today?”

Raphael nodded. “I showed Cheech how to beat up the practice dummy right! He wasn't too good at holdin’ Raph's sais though.”

“That is very kind of you, Red. I'm sure that Cheech will improve if you keep training him.” Splinter smiled kindly.

“He won't,” Donnie whispered, leaning into Leo's ear. “Teddy bears can't do ninjutsu.”

“I think Raph can teach him, Raph's good at teaching,” Leo whispered back.

“What about you, Purple?”

Donnie straightened his posture, his tail sticking straight up for a moment, straightening his glasses again. “I actually did some very helpful research using the encyclopedia that Dad found and the book on reptiles we got a while ago.” He looked around at his brothers. “I learned a lot about our different species. I looked pretty closely into toads and frogs so I could talk to Mikey about his current state, but apparently I can't, because he fell asleep at 6 pm.” Donnie side eyed Leo questioningly.

“You can tell him about what you learned tomorrow, Purple,” Splinter said. “I'm sure whatever he and Blue did today was exhausting, was it not?” He asked, redirecting the conversation to Leo.

“Oh yeah, for sure,” Leo agreed fervently. “Me and Mike were having so much fun. Like, Mikey was having sooo much fun, he literally passed out! And I put him in bed, like a good big brother!”

“He… passed out?” Raph asked worriedly.

“Yeah! Like, knocked out hard. Totally asleep. And I tucked him in good!”

“In his tub.” Donnie raised a drawn eyebrow.

“That's right!”

“Boys, there is no need to argue about this,” Splinter said with a strained smile as the brothers finished eating and put their plates away in the sink. “We should all be happy for Blue, who has proven himself as a big brother.”

“He's sure proving something, alright…” Donnie murmured with crossed arms. 

“You can spend a little more time up, but I want you to get to bed soon as well. Meanwhile, I will be taking this opportunity to take a nice, long shower.” Splinter shook his robed arms, showcasing the small clumps of fur gathering across his body. “This stuff gets oily way faster than you would expect.”

“Don't worry Pops!” Raph said, standing absurdly tall for a child of his age and swishing his unruly tail. “I'll check on Mike, then I'll make sure Leo and Don get to sleep too! You have my word!” Raph tried to hold up a military salute, but he caught his hand on his large jaws and hit his head backwards, tail and arms flailing to make sure he didn't fall. He looked distraught for a moment, before making a show of shaking off the pain to be strong for his dad.

Splinter sighed. “Thank you, Red.”

Leo straightened up, eyes widening as he saw his brothers going toward their room,  and dashed over to the sink to drop off his own plate so he could follow. Quickly, would be preferable. 

“Blue? May I speak with you?”

Spit.

Leo stood with the most relaxed posture he could muster as he faced his dad, leaning on the countertop behind him with one elbow. “Sure, Pops!”

Splinter kneeled down in front of the salamander. “I wanted to thank you for spending the day with your little brother. I know that he is still unable to do many of the things that you can, but it is good to hear that you included him in your games anyways.”

“Oh,” Leo said, losing his fake nonchalance for a moment. “It… it was no big deal, Dad.”

“I would say it was a big deal, Leonardo.” Splinter placed a paw on Leo's shoulder, smiling softly at his son. “Once Orange hits the growth spurt he is bound to, it will be much more difficult to keep you boys from bouncing off the walls. I am glad to know I can trust you to take care of your little brother.”

Leo's heart dropped in his chest with guilt, but he kept his outward appearance well enough. Internally, he was screaming to run away and stop his brothers from reaching the bedroom. “Of course, Dad. Mikey was actually really really super fun to hang with! Not boring at all! He actually was playing way more than me, and like, he was really cool and stuff. And fun to play with,” he added carefully.

Splinter stood up, cracking his back. “That is great to hear. Now-” he clapped his hands- “to wash the gunk out of this gross fur!” 

As soon as Splinter skipped away, Leo fumbled over his feet to rush to the bedroom. He kicked his tail a few times, but ignored it in his frenzy. His brothers were already there! It was over! He would never be trusted again! Not by Raph, not by Donnie (though who really cared about that), and most importantly, not by his dad!

When Leo got to the shared bedroom, he slid on the floor to turn in the doorway as fast as possible, only to find Raph terrifyingly close to Mikey's tank.

“WAIT!”

Both of his brothers looked up at him immediately. Donnie's glare from where he sat on his bed quickly changed from confused to exhausted. “And why, dear Nardo, would Raph need to wait?”

Leo hesitated. “Well, b-because-”

“No, Leo. You've been super suspicious ever since you came to dinner.” Donnie stood up, putting the book he had in his hands down.

“No I haven't!” Leo defended. “I don't even know what that means, so I can't be that.”

“It means you've been acting weird because you're hiding something!” Donnie accused.

“Am not!” Leo defended.

“Yes, you a-”

“Guys!” Raph whispered furiously, catching the other boys’ attention. “If you're gonna fight, do it quiet. Mikey's still asleep.” The oldest brother turned away, not being able to see the despaired expression on Leo's face, and approached Mikey's corner of the room where his small tank sat.

Donnie looked back at Leo with disdain. “Whatever you're hiding, you should just cough it up. Dad doesn't like liars.”

“Well that's great, cause I'm not lying. I'm like, the least liar-est person ever.”

“Uh, Donnie?” Raph asked quietly from his spot by the tank. “Didn't you say Mikey was supposed to mecha-morph-uh.. whatever?”

“Metamorphosis. It's the process through which a tadpole becomes a frog or toad. Commonly associated with frogs and butterflies, which come from caterpillars. And technically, the word would be ‘metamorphose’, in this context.”

“I think he meta-morph-osed into a whale instead…”

Leo held his breath.

“What?” Donnie walked over to the tank, continuing to ramble. “No, he's supposed to metamorphose into a fire bellied toad, not a whale. There's no way that- GASP!” Donnie plunged his hand in the tank, coming back out with an unmistakable item. “You left his bowl in the tank?!”

“What?! I-I don't know how that got there, I swear!” Leo stammered, grabbing the hem of his shirt.

“You said you put Mikey to bed! Mikey isn't here, but his bowl is!” Donnie shouted. “You lied! You lost Mikey!”

“N-no I didn't!”

“Oh yeah? Then how did his bowl get here?”

Leo puffed his cheeks, fuming. “It wasn't even my fault! Mikey said I could use his bowl!”

Raph gasped this time, like a normal person. “You really lost Mikey?”

Leo's anger faltered at the sad face on his big brother. The reality of the situation was finally settling in. “I-I didn't mean to. I just went in the tunnel for one second-”

“You went in the tunnels?!” Raph screamed.

Leo winced. “It was just for like a second, and nothing even happened!”

“Clearly, something did happen,” Donnie interjected, putting the bowl down. “You. Lost. Mikey!”

“I did not! Mikey said-”

“GUYS!” Raph slammed his tail on the ground, scaring his brothers into attention. “Right now, Raph's gonna ignore all the rules you broke. We don't need to fight about who to blame, because Mikey is missing. He could be in danger, or worse, already hurt. We need to find him before Dad finds out.” Raph stepped closer to Leo. “Now, where did you lose Mikey?”

“I didn't lose hi-”

“Mikey was under your supervision. Now he's gone. You lost Mikey,” Donnie said sternly. “Where did you lose him?”

Leo stared down at his feet, then sighed heavily. “It was right by the tunnel entrance, by the toy room. When I came-d back in, there was just a puddle where he was sitting before.”

“A puddle?” Donnie asked.

“Yeah, that's what I just said,” Leo groaned.

“No, that could be a clue. Show us where the puddle was,” Raph urged.

“Uh, okay.” Leo turned around and walked down the hall with his brothers in tow. He couldn't help but feel their eyes glaring into his back, judging him. Hating him for lying. For putting his baby brother in danger.

Maybe he wasn't a good big brother like Dad had said. Mikey was the only little brother he had. How did he screw that up?

They reached the end of the hall, and Leo was surprised to see a little bit of dampness still on the floor, even after almost an hour. “He was right here,” he said, crouching down to look.

“Hm,” Donnie hummed, crouching down as well. “Just as I thought.” He put a finger in the spot on the ground, surprising his brothers when his hand came up with something slimy. “Mikey didn't just leave the water from his bowl, he also left mucous.”

“Mucous? Like, he snotted everywhere?” Raph questioned.

“No, it's not snot. It's mucous. Many frogs and toads produce mucous with glands on their skin that helps keep it moist. In some, it also helps them breathe through their skin,” Donnie explained.

“So, Mikey left his skin snot on the floor,” Leo gathered.

“No. It's mucous, not snot.”

“Hey, look!” Raph pointed to another spot on the floor. “More snot!”

“Follow it!” Leo said, running over to the spot and searching for more.

Donnie pinched the bridge of his snout. “Again, not snot, but okay, we have a lead.”

“Why's it in spots, and not, like, little froggy footprints?” Raph asked, following as Leo spotted more spots.

“It's possible that Mikey figured out how to hop,” Donnie said.

“Ha! So this was worth it!” Leo said, pumping a fist. “I taught Mikey how to hop!”

“Or, you taught him how to hop off a cliff and die. Or hop right into a human's home,” Donnie replied.

“Donnie…” Raph whispered.

Leo didn't respond, instead choosing to keep following the spots. There were a few he saw on the walls, which he noted curiously. They traveled all throughout the lair, slowly becoming more recent. Eventually, the brothers found a place where they entered a door.

The bathroom door, where soft singing could be heard on the other side.

“Aw, spit.”

Raph elbowed Leo's shoulder. “Dad said you shouldn't say that anymore.”

“Why? It's not a bad word. I can say it all I want! Spit, spit, spit-”

“Guys,” Donnie said, “let's worry more about the mucous going into the room where Dad is showering.”

“Oh, right.”

The trio opened the door slowly, getting facefuls of steam that fogged up Donnie's glasses, causing him to back out. Leo and Raph stuck their heads in, surveying the area. Splinter's operatic singing filled their ears, making them wince. However, in the midst of the steam filled bathroom, they spotted what they were looking for.

Mikey was perched on the edge of the sink, looking at the closed shower curtain with wide eyes.

“Mikey!” Leo whispered, getting Mikey's attention and drawing his eyes. “Hey Angelo! Come here, come to Leo!” He held his hands out, beckoning.

Mikey squeaked softly, waving at Leo, then pointing at the shower.

“Nonono, don't go there buddy, hop over here!”

Mikey grinned, then readied himself to jump straight at the curtain.

“MIKEY!”

The clattering of metal and screams of the boys cut off Splinter's singing, as Mikey hopped right onto the curtain and pulled the curtain rod down. Raph pushed past Leo into the room, catching Mikey before he fell to the floor with the curtain.

Splinter, despite being covered with soaked fur, tried to cover himself and turned the shower off. “Boys!? What is the meaning of this?!”

Raph fumbled to keep Mikey in his arms. “Sorry, Pops! Mikey was just-”

Mikey turned around in Raph's arms, reaching out to Splinter. “Hi Daddy!”

“Orange? What are you doing awake?”

“He, uh, he woke up!” Leo said, pushing in front of Raph. “We had to follow him here.”

“Follow him?” Splinter raised an eyebrow.

Raph looked at Leo, unsure.

“Yes?” Leo said nervously.

They all stood still, Leo patting his toe on the floor. He couldn't tell if he was sweating of fear, or if it was just the steam in the room. The tension felt as thick as the steam filled air.

“LEO LOST MIKEY!”

“What?!”

“DONNIE, YOU SNITCH! I DID NOT!”

“YES YOU DID! AND YOU LIED! LEO LIED!” Donnie screamed from outside the room.

“Donnie! Stop being mean to Leo!” Raph said, struggling to keep a hold on the boy in his arms. Mikey wriggled around, bracing his feet on Raph's chest and hopping off, sending himself flying into Splinter's arms while also hitting Raph's jaws shut with a clack and nearly sending Raph falling backwards.

“Orange!” Splinter caught Mikey deftly, checking him over. Then, he looked back up to his other sons. More specifically, at the one who had just been basically slapped by his own jaw. “Red, are you okay?”

Raph grunted, but nodded slowly as he held his snout.

“Good. That was very rude of you, Orange,” he said to the son in his arms. “What do you say?”

“I'm sowwy, Waphie…” Mikey mumbled with innocent eyes. Raph gave a weak thumbs up in response.

“Good job. I'm very proud of you for learning how to jump.” Splinter looked at Leo, who physically shrank.

“I-I swear, I didn't meanta lose him. We were just playing, a-and he said-”

“He can tell me what he said.”

Leo felt tears trying to force their way out behind his eyes.

Splinter sighed, dropping his shoulders. “Red,” he addressed, “make sure your brothers get to bed. With no screens,” he said, shooting a glare at the door.

“I would never!” Donnie scoffed from outside.

“I will come to tuck you in as soon as I am done with my shower. I have a feeling that Orange won't let me go without giving him a good bath, too,” he added, causing Mikey to squeak and laugh in his hold.

“No problem, Pops,” Raph said, walking toward the door.

Leo blinked, confused. Where was his scolding? Where was his slap on the wrist? This couldn't possibly be that bad, right? “B-but I-”

“Go to bed, Leonardo.”

Leo shut up fast, swallowing all of his tears and excuses. He followed Raph glumly out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Raph was standing outside with a concerned look on his face, while Donnie wore a smirk.

“I told you Dad doesn't like liars.”

Leo walked past, trying to get to the bedroom with as little eye contact as possible. Raph reached to grab his shoulder, but he shrugged it off and walked faster. Donnie's words echoed in his head.

Dad didn't like liars. Leo was a liar. Dad was the one that took care of them.

He could kick Leo out.

He'd have to live in the tunnels. Or maybe, Dad wouldn't let him live in the tunnels. He'd have to live on the surface, with the humans. The humans who wanted to catch him. Who wanted to pull him apart to see what he was made of and then piece him back together to see what he could do. He would die without his dad. He didn't want to live without his dad. Without his brothers. Without Mikey. Because he did love Mikey, even if he lied. At least he thought so.

Maybe Dad wouldn't care now. Maybe Dad didn't love him now. Leo was a liar. Dad doesn't like liars. Why would he?

Leo flopped into his bed as soon as he reached it, pulling the covers over himself and turning in to face the wall. Raph attempted to talk to him, but Leo only curled up tighter, pulling his tail up so far he could see it in front of his face.

Eventually, Raph gave up. Leo heard him softly scolding Donnie, but tried to ignore it as silent tears fell off his cheeks.

Just when he thought he was about to fall asleep, Leo heard the bedroom door opening. He wiped his face and turned slightly, seeing Splinter walk first to Donnie's bed, then to Raph's, before finally coming toward Leo's.

He noticed Mikey sitting in the doorway, who waved when he caught Leo's eyes. Leo waved back slowly.

Splinter kneeled by Leo's bedside, just like he would any other night to tuck him in. Usually, this would bring Leo warmth and comfort, reminding him that his father loved him. This time, Leo couldn't fight the sense of dread that filled his chest, making it feel like he was breathing something heavier than air. He wasn't getting tucked in. He didn't deserve that anymore. He was a liar.

Dad doesn't like liars. 

His father's eyes seemed to see right through him. “I am very upset with you, Leonardo.”

Leo tensed, but kept looking at Splinter.

“I am not upset that you lost track of your brother. You are a child, and I cannot expect you to be perfect. Do you know why I am upset?”

Leo nodded slowly, then mumbled, “Because I lied…”

“Exactly. It is because you lied. You could have told me as soon as it happened, and I would have helped you look for him. Instead, you lied and put your brother at even more risk. You could have fessed up when I saw Michelangelo in the bathroom. But yet, you still didn't. You didn't admit to your own fault. It took Donatello telling me for you to finally confess. And even then, you tried to rid yourself of all guilt.”

Leo sniffed, tearing up again. “Are you gonna kick me out?”

Splinter's eyebrows raised in shock. “What? No, I will not kick you out. Why would I ever do something so horrible?”

Something shattered.

“But… but I lied! I hurt Mikey! I-I'm a bad brother!” Leo's tears started flowing openly.

“No, no, Blue, you are okay. Shh…” Splinter rubbed his hand across Leo's face, wiping a tear away.

Leo sniffled and hiccuped, holding onto the back of Splinter's hand and softly sobbing. “I'm sorry, Dad, I-I didn't want to…”

Splinter rubbed his son's cheek, hushing him quietly. “I know. But that does not change what you did.” He looked deeply into his son's eyes, ensuring he had his full attention. “I forgive you, but this cannot go without punishment. I will not kick you out, and I never would. You are my son. Instead, you will be grounded for a month.”

Leo whined, but nodded. “Okay…”

“However, I believe that taking away the things that bring you joy will not make you learn the lesson that you need to learn. That is why, during this month, you will not be disallowed from doing anything in our home. Do you understand that?”

Leo nodded.

“The only caveat is that you must spend the entire month with your brother, Michelangelo. You will only do things that he wants to do. You will not plant ideas in his head or put words in his mouth. You will only do things that he says he wants to do. If he ever wants to spend time away from you, you will spend that time with me. Do you understand?”

“Mhm.” Leo nodded again.

“Perfect.” Splinter smiled. “I forgive you for this, and I hope that through this grounding period you can regain my trust.”

Leo smiled as well and nodded one last time, wiping one last tear with the heel of his hand. “I hope so too.”

Splinter turned to the doorway and waved Mikey over with his hand. Mikey grinned and hopped over, much quicker than Leo had expected. He stopped at Leo's bedside, slowly using the bed to brace himself as he stood up on shaky legs, then looked at his father.

“Tell Blue what you told me, Orange.”

Mikey wobbled for a second, then looked up at Leo. “I, um, I'm sowwy I went away when you said not go away. And I'm sowwy, um, I jumped at Daddy when you said not to do… And, um, I wwwanted to s'eep in a big boy bed tonight, cause imma big boy now, but I don't got a big boy bed, can I s’eep wi’ you.” Mikey finished the sentence like a statement, not a question, but his intention was clear.

Leo looked for just a second at his dad, who nodded encouragingly, before looking back at his little brother. “Sure, Mike. Hop on up here.”

Mikey did just that, with more force than Leo had expected. “Wow, Angelo, you've really got good legs now!” Leo said, catching Mikey in his arms and helping tuck him into the blankets. Meanwhile, Splinter walked to Mikey's tank and came back with his bowl and a towel.

“Alright, boys. Orange, your bowl will be right here if you need to soak, and your tank will be there if you want it.” Splinter pulled the blanket up, kissing each boy on the forehead. He cringed and wiped his lips after kissing Mikey, making the boy squeak and giggle. “Sleep well, my big boys. I am so proud of you, and I love you.”

“Love you too, Dad,” both boys chorused. Mikey snuggled into Leo's chest, letting Leo hold him like a stuffed animal. Leo only flinched for a moment at the slimy feeling of Mikey's skin (mucous, not snot).

Splinter walked out of the room, and it was barely even 20 seconds after he heard the door close that Leo heard a whisper coming from beside him.

“I'm sowwy, ‘eo,” Mikey murmured.

Leo looked down at his brother, confused. “You already said sorry. You don't gotta say it again.”

“But I said sowwy then cause Dad said,” Mikey explained. “Now, I said sowwy cause Mikey said.”

“Oh.” Leo settled back in, putting his chin on Mikey's head. “Well, I'm really sorry too. And that's cause Leo said,” he added, smirking.

Mikey giggled and squeezed Leo tightly, wiggling beneath the sheets. In a matter of minutes, the young amphibian had completely fallen asleep, slightly drooling on Leo's pillow. He didn't mind.

Leo grabbed onto Mikey and closed his eyes as well.

He never wanted to let go again.

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Did I tell myself I would write au comp propaganda? Yes. Did I write a fic about an au completely unrelated to the comp? Yes, and I'm not sorry. I figured since another round finished up today, why not post something?

For real, I've had some insane art block recently, and writing has been keeping me sane. I tried writing propaganda, hated it, then realized, you know what makes me feel better every time? Turtle tots.

In this case, everything-but-turtle tots.

Shoutout to @rufwooff for making one of the most serotonin filled aus I've seen in a while, and fueling my exhaustion-induced writing spree. And go check out @tmntaucompetition! We're getting closer to the end! AAH!

[eggroll-sama]

Heyyyoooo

Just a thought, how long do you think mc was asleep/unconscious in kuras' clinic?

They couldn't have been out in the fogfall for too long since they didn't die of blood loss (or maybe they just can't 👀)

I just found your acc and I can't wait to binge read your masterlist :)

-egg anon

Hi egg anon! AHHH, thanks for your ask, it’s my first ask I’ve ever gotten for Touchstarved ToT. I hope more people would slide into my DMs, I really don’t mind since I’m in a massive TS brainrot at the current moment. Now then, let's get right into it. Btw I don't have any credentials to show for the research, all from Google baby.

Warning: Mentions of blood, graphic violence

I’m going to say that MC was roughly out of commission for 10-12 hours.

When MC gets their first look at the city of Eridia, it's dusk, stars in the sky, the moon rising from the east, and the horizon a reddish glow. It can't be sunrise because scientifically colder temperatures make the sky less red and orangey during sunrises. There isn't any verbal indication what time it is, but we can predict it was 6-8PM when the caravan was attacked by the Soulless. Eridia seems to have a maritime climates: cloudy weather, frequent rainfall/precipitation, and mild temperatures, like IRL Ireland, Scandinavia, Belgium, and the 6-8 PM time frame is usually when the sunsets for those regions. Let’s choose 8 PM.

Now as for how long MC was in this position is interesting. When Kuras found us, we were barely clinging to life, face-down in "murky, shallow water." MC is really lucky that they survived because an infection in the wilderness greatly increases your mortality rates. We can at least thank the Soulless' sharp claws for slicing the arm clean off since if it was an angled, ragged cut would increase blood loss. I have heard of survival stories of people angling their arms towards the sky to decrease blood loss, but no, MC's body was half-submerged in water. If MC is really a half-Monster like some theories suggest, than there's a possibility they are more resilient, lasting one to two more hours, compared to the avg humans that can die in less than five minutes. That could be why Kuras is so fascinated with you too, not just for the cursed arms, but there was almost no way you could've survived with all the odds against you. I also don't think we stayed out there longer than one to two hours because an amputated arm is only good for four to six hours before you can reattach them. And considering Kuras' eldritch instincts, I can't see being out there for longer than two hours max.

So let's say Kuras finds MC around 9-10 PM at the wastes. He takes them to the clinic and reattaches the arm using his magic. We are then asleep overnight, approximately 10 hours, naked with only a cold linen sheet on a cot, before we wake up. Tbh I don't know which is worse: if Kuras left us there while we were asleep or just did paperwork while we were lying practically naked right next to him till we woke up the next morning. Good thing Kuras isn't a pervert (?)

(A/N: also not even a blanket??? Unless he was keeping the room toasty with his powers, thanks I guess, Mr Sunny D)

Why I think we were down for around 10 hours is for a few reasons.

Most obvious one: When we went inside the Wet Wick, MC mentions they were surprised at the amount of people when it wasn't even mid-day (12 PM). So maybe it's around 10 AM, maybe even earlier than that.

The impatient knock from the front door is an indicator that Kuras was taking longer than he usually did, but not too long for people to start yelling. Maybe his clinic has an official starting time, and so citizens wake up early to wait in line outside till it officially starts. But with MC taking up the only cot in the clinic and sleeping there for the entire night, he had to start a little later, hence people getting annoyed cuz they woke up super early to wait in line, but Kuras hasn't let people in yet.

MC got super hungry at the vendors, which makes sense since they haven't eaten for so long.

So yeah, this is all I've got for MC's timeline from when the Soulless attacked and when they woke up. I have read other theories saying it was Ais' who found us and brought us to Kuras' clinic which is an interesting take, but for the sake with what we are given for now Kuras was the one that saved you.

[bbiemochi]

Hiii can i request natsume, leo, and ibara [separate] with a s/o who goes to a different school? They decided to pick then up one day as a surprise but the reader didn't tell anyone about their relationship since they didn't want to ruin the idol's reputation? Thank you!

𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 | various enstars characters

[an]: yes, yes, hello there~ tysm for requesting, lovely ! sorry if this took a while, a lot of things have been keeping me busy these past few months ToT hope u didn’t wait long!

summary: it was time to head home, rest your little heads, enjoy your time for yourselves, for your boyfriend, this case was easy, but for you…it was the opposite, as the two of you live separate schools.

pairing: natsume, leo, and ibara x g/n!reader [ separate ! ]

genre: fluff <33 slight!angst

NATSUME SAKASAKI

IT HAD BEEN LONG TIME since natsume had been able to head home early first after idol practices. surprising to others, but not for the two switch members—as they knew exactly why his priorities to head home first after school. they know he was supposed to stay behind at his secret spot in the school’s library, but for some reason, he plans to always walk out first after school activities. sora and tsumugi both noticed how natsume was always in a hurry to scurry out of the academy like he was chasing after a sale’s in a grocery store

somewhere in reimei academy, a school somewhat a rival school to yumenosaki’s reputation—there stands a lovely individual named y/n. they were calm, collected, also very kind. everyone knew their name, even reaching to yumenosaki itself—it perks interest to others, and that includes natsume. it didn’t take long enough, as natsume one day announced to his unit that he was officially in a romantic relationship…with someone not from yumenosaki, but from reimei. the reactions of the two were opposite, with sora gleefully cheering ‘hooray! congratulations, master!’ out loud with his glimpse of positive expression, and tsumugi calmly congratulating their leader along with wishing the best for both of him and his significant other.

sora notices everything from the beginning. after all, the youngest member could see the small sparks of color. he would note of how his master would often screw up during practices (it wasn’t like him, and it was the first time sora ever saw the leader mess up a little badly), and sometimes space out at break time with ruby colored cheeks. natsume would even like to bring up ‘that’ name from time to time if he could when starting specific conversations. y/n, he remembers it as clear as day. after a week or so, sora asked the leader that one question he’s been longing to ask; “master, are you in love?”

the small glimpses of red mixed with a light pink glitter dusk of color floated around natsume like a wave—the vision was obvious to sora like the back of his hand. tsumugi had to scold sora whenever he would disturb the leader’s work, yet he knows what the jumpy blond was saying was true (and clear).

natsume had figured what they would react at first, however when announcing that his s/o was from reimei, it was tsumugi who let out a question first while sora just smiled. “they’re from reimei academy? you mean our rival school? and where eden studies? oh well…good luck to the both of you. y-you should be careful, though…fans are wild these days, i suggest you don’t get caught by them or else we’ll be facing a lot of trouble…” tsumugi says, looking over to natsume who had just finished reading a book. the red head shot tsumugi a perplexed look, shutting his book back into his bag. “and why is that? is it because the person i’m datiNG is just a normal student from reimei acadeMY?”

“well…” a single finger scratches across the male’s cheek, hinting an expression of nervousness, “i suppose that is the reason as well but not frankly? i’m sure natsume-kun already knows what can happen if you’re caught—

“and do you have any conclusION to why would i caRE if it did happen, tsumugi?” tsumugi’s sheepish smile disappears upon hearing his friend’s unexpected words, astonishment lingering in his feelings. sora’s mouth shaped into a curious ‘o’ as he listened into the conversation. a facepalm hit onto his face before natsume finished tidying his bag and slinging it over his shoulders, ready to head out of the library.

“it really doesn’t mattER to me…as long as they’re beside me, that’s aLL that matters..” was the last thing he muttered to his unit members before heading out of the library, leaving the two on their own. “i’ll be leaving the responsibilITY to you, tsumugi. close the library if you’re going to head home. see you two tomorROW.”

the afternoon sun shone among the grounds—whispering wind blew across the ears of others like rumors. natsume was quick to head over to reimei academy before y/n heads home. most afternoon hours after classes have ended in both academies, the two prefer to meet up somewhere quiet where less students visit in order to keep their dates private. tsumugi was not incorrect when he stated that idol fans these days are a little wilder than before—the things they do with the power of media is already strong enough to ruin one’s reputation. however in natsume’s case, he gives zero shits about what’ll happen. his personal life is his, and is supposed to not concern his fans as it is none of their business.

he had already been through troublesome times, including the renaissance of the war from last year in yumenosaki—where times in the idol course were much rougher than today. natsume wouldn’t really call his reputation ‘ruined’ today after he was claimed as an eccentric thanks to ex-fine’s works, but that was all a fabric of the past, he no longer wants to acknowledge of what is now history. even as a so-called ‘magician,’ natsume is wise of what will likely happen in the future—and that includes with his relationships. y/n, is somebody he adores and admires. his first love. they were gentle towards him, and that just made him more weak than ever.

sora was right about how the colors surrounding his atmosphere was lovely, like two birds meeting on a wire. a personification of somebody in love, the child was intelligent. till today, natsume wasn’t sure if he could still focus clearly on his daily life after deciding to work as an idol in a prestigious school. who would’ve thought an eccentric could easily find love from another academy?

at the gates of yumenosaki, a ring from natsume’s phone buzzed from the inside of his pocket. and what do you know, it was a notification from his lovely y/n. just in time, so he could ask them where they would meet up this time after classes. hurriedly opening the message, natsume was quick to read on what was written: “hey, natsu! im at the back gate of your school…! =(^.^)= sorry, i just don’t want other students to find me..”

‘they’re where now??’ natsume turns his head to where the back gate was supposed to be, and sure enough he wasted no time and ran straight there, avoiding other students who greeted him on his way. one thing about being an idol is that fame will eventually start growing one by one, from being known by a specific appearance or being known by a specific song. natsume grew to be familiar with these stereotypes as he is now an idol aching to reach for the top along with his unit. of course, he wouldn’t be so aching if it wasn’t for his lover’s help and courage…

near at the back gate where he stands, turning his head from left to right in order to see a familiar face he’d kiss. natsume did his best to avoid the gazes of the other idol students walking by him, he didn’t want to be stop by them just because his unit made it to the big stage the day before. not when his lover’s right over here somewhere, probably hiding as well. from plain sight did he spot y/n, face looking concerned as they glanced down at their phone. natsume waved at them, smiling as he did. he was happy they were here…although, there was something odd about y/n. they didn’t wave back like they always do upon seeing the switch leader, instead when they had spot their boyfriend waving towards them, y/n bashfully looks away—pretending to look lost.

it was natsume’s turn to grow puzzled. were they avoiding him? he doesn’t get it, they called him here. the clock strikes once again, now even more students were exiting outside of the building—from third years to the second years, everyone exited outside, chatting as loudly as before. natsume payed no mind to them, and nonchalant did he walk towards his lover who was ignoring his presence. they look sweaty, probably feeling nervous of how natsume began walking towards them with speed. yet, who cares? this was natsume’s business to occur after all.

the crowd paid no attention towards the two when natsume grab hold of his lover’s hand—surprising them. the familiar face of their boyfriend’s face came upon view, and y/n winces in shock. “heLLO, love…you must enjoy texting me to find yOU and ignoring me like tHAT.” natsume’s hand pulls them next to his side, ignoring how other students began to watch the two lovebirds walk away. a sheepish surprise came upon y/n’s expression when they saw natsume drag them out from the school complex like nothing had happened—they were definitely going to be a center of attention after this.

hand he holds tight, y/n hesitated to pull away, however the male did not take the signal. they knew natsume was bold in doing stuff like this out of in public, there were these times where he was a little shy…though right here at this very moment, it was as if all his confidence boosted right there, holding y/n’s hand tight in his.

“n-natsume wait…! slow down…! someone might see—

“that doesn’t matTER, now does it?”

the way y/n’s eyes shifted towards his view would forever become a core memory in his head, playing all and all over again like a broken record. the expression he wishes to see for the second time, natsume did his best to hold in an unbothered expression for his lover to see; ‘there’s nothing to worry about.’

“you’re beside me. i’m not beside the others, i’m beside you. they’re not dating me, i’m dating you. what my personal life is, is not theirs. it’s now become yours.” his hands tightened around their touch, warm and soft. his cheeks flared up, but he continues.

“it doesn’t matter whether i lose my repuTATION or not. as long as i’m with you, it’s enough for me.”

IBARA SAEGUSA

AS EXPECTED greatly of one of the biggest idol units in reimei academy, once again eden had made it to the big stage, satisfying their fans in every step they take towards the top of everything. with hiyori and jun going their own paths as always as eve, nagisa and ibara both had their own plans to dominate as adam. despite eve having more fans, adam has much more brighter ideas when it comes to taking over the whole stage platforms.

nagisa chuckles, “this wouldn’t have been easy without the help of the one and only…”

ibara saegusa

always at his excellency’s service when needed. no matter how far he is, ibara will always stay by his leader’s side. when it comes to ibara, there will always be one thing of how the other idols think of him, eden exception:

“oh saegusa-san? he’s kinda scary..he frightens me..”

“a scumbag, that’s what he is.”

“h-he can be pretty nice…! you just don’t want to…get under his skin…”

“if i hear that name one more time i will not hesitate to throw a plate and slice it clean with a kitchen knife one by one.”

the way others view him never really mattered much to ibara. of course, he has his owns ambitions and profit to care about other than nagisa’s well-being. he was even cocky to even accept if someone called him a scumbag. he knows he’s one.

however

other than nagisa, there was also one person he cares about knowing how they view him.

there’s been a rumor going on around the reimei academy campus, of an unfamiliar individual with a light shade blue of a uniform much different than theirs waiting nearby the gate. two students spotted them once, yet it seemed like the person wasn’t up into striking a conversation with them at all—in fact just sheepishly walking away, pretending like they weren’t standing near the gate from the beginning. this happened almost for a week straight—the odd encounter didn’t take long before words from others mouth began to circulate around the whole academy, even landing on the unit eden themself.

while others reaction were just collected, just highly suggesting they were merely just walking pass by their school, ibara had a much more different reaction. just the opposite of boredom, he felt refreshed and excited of whom that person may be. nagisa was complexed, however he no longer acknowledges of what his partner was doing behind the back of his head in secret.

this day, ibara heads home earlier than his other unit members, which is strange. jun would often note that ibara most of the time would spend his remaining break along with nagisa in talking about their work or plans for their unit, how they’ll be answering in interviews, idol scheduling, song recording, etc. yet this time after practice, all he did was wave his excellency a farewell and left without saying anything else. hiyori also found this strange. when the male turned to ask nagisa of why ibara was heading home early, the leader of eden just laughed, and pressed a finger on his lips, a sign of a secret.

the afternoon view was warm to gaze at, from the orange cotton candy clouds thicker than before from the grasp of a person’s fingertips to the cold touch to the skin, and the way it’s wind blew across their hair with such a level of perfection given. ibara happily hums as he heads down the street…onward yumenosaki academy.

others might think; ‘what is the ibara saegusa of eden doing walking towards his rival school? does eden have another business discussion with the school’s student council?’ yet the reasoning was way too far than that. a smile that reads chaos is what they’d describe whenever ibara would place a hand on their shoulders and ask if it was already class dismissal in the yumenosaki building, all for their choices was to say ‘yes’ or ‘no’ in order for them to stay away quickly from the male. what they didn’t know, was that ibara was just excited to see a certain someone exit out of the building.

with some small gifts in hand and a cheerful grin plastered on his face, ibara hums a small tune from his lips as he waited near the main gate—ignoring how the other students looked at him confused. it probably was rare for a reimei academy student to just come up at this school and wait by a nearby post next to a lot of students passing by, trying their best not to act like a rival right in front of him. for ibara, he just really didn’t give a fuck. what was more important right now was one of his favorite people will be heading out soon, and the male just couldn’t wait to tackle them into a large hug.

within the crowded area did ibara began to dive through his search of his lover’s familiar face—just nonchalantly ignoring the stares of other students who seemed to know him and his reputation as a member of eden or adam. his forefinger kept his glasses up on the hem of his nose, trying to avoid bumping into people who was in his way as he searches for y/n.

it didn’t take long when ibara’s lips curled up into a smile, as he finally saw their face along with the number 1 producer in the producer course; anzu, chatting lively as the two were laughing at the whereabouts of their conversation. not wasting his time, he quickly walked towards the two and pulled y/n into a hug, laughing proudly while anzu was struck with surprise. “i’ve finally found you, my love! i thought you weren’t coming out of the building yet! so, how was school? i see you’re with miss producer here, were the two of you about to do work??” ibara was excitedly bursting out a lot of random questions out of the blue, in fact he was also very loud as he spoke—even anzu wasn’t able to keep up with his questions without her stuttering.

y/n was more sheepish than ever, blushing madly as the eyes of others began to stare right at their situation with the eden member. the situation was of course, wasn’t going to stop soon unless y/n decides to shut their boyfriend’s mouth from saying anything further. taking his hand (which caused ibara to stop talking), y/n swiftly runs away with ibara to somewhere private and less seen from the other yumenosaki students surrounding them, not without sending anzu an apologetic expression before doing so. ibara too became dumbfounded soon enough after the two lovers hid at the back of the school building where no students can be seen walking around.

small coughs heard, ibara began, “y/n, what was the big deal? i was talking to miss producer, why’d you drag me out like that all of a sudden??” his obvious question swarms towards y/n. looking away, y/n sighs, before looking back at the male, “you were being a little too loud. there were still students out there watching us, y’know? i don’t want them knowing we’re dating..it would be a pain…” the tone that mixes in their voices escalates as fast in ibara’s body to react. he tilts his head, complexed of what his lover had just said, “huh? what do you mean that would be a pain?”

y/n looks away once again, bashfully this time. “it sucks…i don’t want your reputation to fall into dust just because your fans find out you’re going out with somebody like me. being a part of a big idol unit is tough already, you don’t have to go through anything like this anymo—

y/n’s sentence was cutoff short when a familiar pair of lips was landed on theirs—immediately shutting them up in an instant. the kiss wasn’t too passionate nor rough just like how ibara wanted it to be all the time when he and his lover would exchange kisses, it was just loving and reassuring. though he did push himself deeper into the kiss, letting them both lean onto the wall. when he let himself go, y/n took their time to catch their breath while ibara just smiled, still letting them hold on onto his shoulders.

“such idiotic thoughts like that could let you feel insecure around others…listen…” steadily and lovingly did ibara caress his lover’s cheek, making them look at him into the eyes. “if those creatures are my so-called ‘fans,’ then they should be supporting me no matter what, whether i do this or what if they did found out about my romantic relationship with you. his excellency and i worked hard, yes…hiyori and jun as well did, too. those those ‘fans’ would have no idea that it’s me who should feel lucky to have you. not anyone other than my partner knows about my relationship with you…because i knew you wouldn’t like it if i announced it so suddenly…” your boyfriend shifted his curled lips into a small frown.

“not only that but eden’s current idol agency is also against such announcements. it’s annoying me quite a litte, why idols can’t enjoy somethings they want to have since they’re famous. it doesn’t matter if they’re a scumbag like me or not, they need something personal for themselves as well. always being treated like a fan service object on stage for satisfaction is disgusting…” as ibara looked down on the ground, holding you hand that was on his shoulder tight, he once again smiled. “but that no longer matters now…i will conquer whatever goes in my way…just how i conquered you, my love. i don’t care if our relationship gets leaked or whatever bullshit those fans call it. if it’s between you and the unit then…”

before he could even let out an answer, y/n hugged him close, causing ibara to widen his eyes open a little. how long has it been since someone pulled him into a hug? he wasn’t sure…however he knew it had been so long.

“darling?” the new pet name caused y/n to squirm in surprise. “ahahaha…! you hugged me suddenly out of nowhere, my love! ok, c’mere you just pulled the trigger…!”ibara swiftly wrapped both his arms around y/n’s hips, before carrying them up and twirling them around from the hug, laughing so proudly out loud with a grin over his face. it was just the two of them in that area, no wonder why ibara was being so affectionate at the moment. when he was done and put y/n back down, this time a proper hug was exchanged, and ibara happily sighs.

“how rare…i’ve never had this feeling before…other than the feeling when performing with his excellency and eden. heh, you really conquered me instead, my love. i’m lucky to have someone like you.”

LEO TSUKINAGA

STEP 1 in how to not disturb leo when he’s in deep thought of composing a new song is mention his secret lover’s name in the rehearsal room if upon walking in one of his song writing scenarios. the genius just can’t help but perk his ears up like a puppy when he hears that name specifically. even if he knew y/n was studying in another school, leo just can’t help but complain.

“arghh that’s not fair! why do they have to study there instead at yumenosaki?? they could’ve joined the producer course as well so they could be knight’s one and only producer!”

“the leader is whining about y/n again..”

“oh my god not this again.”

“zzz…”

“h-hey! ritsu, don’t just sleep on the floor during practice…!”

not only are the members of knights get a little tired of hearing their leader complain of his lover not being able to study at yumenosaki but at another school, but during practice is sometimes out of the line and it frustrates them, including izumi. he knows their leader would sometimes act like a child, but it’s just the next level of annoying that gets under his skin. despite the orange head being the perfect composer in any song he dedicates and writes to, mention the name of his lover and will he stop and have an hour talk to talk conversation about them.

love is effective to not everyone, but it did affect leo when he met y/n. arashi was the main reason why the two started dating at the first place, when she told the leader that: “you like y/n-chan, don’t you~?” of course those questions would not tame leo to not bold up and say ‘yes i do.’ he was confident enough to show them his feelings, and thank to whoever god existed that y/n liked him back. soon enough, the two were officially going out, and ritsu described arashi as the main ‘cupid’ for the two. nonetheless, he was still happy for their leader’s announcement. thing was…the members of knights had to be careful in hiding the two’s relationship in order to avoid such scandals just like what was happening to kaoru—knights had already been in such scenarios before, they did not want it to happen again.

going back to it, today was more calm than usual—other than practice, there was nothing much to do for the day instead of rehearsing, dance practice, song composing and nothing else. knights was also having the same situation, once in a lifetime not being bombarded with idol work and such, ritsu thought if this was a dream come true. leo however still wouldn’t stop composing for a new song, running away from practice and hiding underneath or behind the school trees planted ahead. tsukasa had to be the responsible to look for him, even if he had no idea that his other unit members were just giving the issue of finding their leader by himself. even if it was a difficult task, tsukasa luckily found leo underneath a tree as usual, pen and papers in hand as he wrote something down.

tsukasa lets out a heavy sigh, both hands on his hip. “LEADER, please get up. we still have practice for today, y’know?” the male says, scooting close to the leader’s side as leo only ignored his presence. still no answer. tsukasa groans, “oi, stop ignoring me and let’s go…practices are about to begin soon.”

“…”

“are you listen—

suddenly, a loud ring could be heard from leo’s pocket, making tsukasa jump in surprise and fall back a little from how blaring the sound was. a smile spreads across leo’s face upon hearing the sound, jump up he did and began to gather his stuff and push all of his papers inside of his bag before running out. tsukasa looks at him, reaching an arm to stop the leader of knights, “h-hey! where are you going?! we have practice!”

“i’m heading home early! leave practice for tomorrow! i have to fetch y/n from their school as a surprise, you take care of knights for awhile! cya!” leo yells back to him, running away towards the school gate, leaving tsukasa standing near the tree.

the feeling of fresh wind blowing through the orange head’s hair felt so invigorating to his face. maybe because his current expression was a rush of excitement as he ran towards his lover’s academy, just in time did the alarm rang from his phone the second he heard the tune. the adrenaline pumps through his veins the moment he saw students rushing outside the school gate, and leo was more than happy to see the familiar face of y/n walking out along as well.

leo merely ignored the way how the other students gasped and let out squeals when leo walked by their presence, while he just continued walking straight to y/n who was busy typing something over their phone. if he wanted to surprise y/n for sure, then he’ll need to hide from behind; is what he’s thinking. crowds at this hour are taking over so it won’t be too much difficult to sneak from behind and scare his significant other, yet there’s also this one part of him who just wanted to call their name loudly in joy.

and what did he choose? well, yelling of course.

“Y/N~! OVER HERE!” the echoes of his loud call caused y/n to immediately turn their head to where it had come from and turned pale upon seeing who it was. their eyes was wide, and the phone they were holding fell down on their palm due to astonishment. realization came in second when the now sheepish y/n tried to ignore leo who was obviously calling them, yet to no avail when the male was quick to run over by their side and tackle them into a tight hug, laughing aloud. y/n stammers, anxiously looking around if there was an audience watching around, and for once they were right when they spotted a group of possibly friends looking over at the both of them.

“ahaha..! y/n, i finally found you…!”

“l-leo?? w-wait, this is not a good place to do these sorts of things…!” y/n begins to push leo away from their side, making leo contort his face into an obvious complexion. the male frowns, pouting, “hey, what’re you pulling away for?”

“just…hold on follow me there…” y/n finally managed to grasp away out of leo’s tight hug and walked away to the back, leo following happily from behind. there were still stares and murmurs everywhere as they walked, leo who was familiar with these scenarios, paid them no mind. however, y/n was being squashed by them like butter. at an area where the location was more private (and away from other students), y/n sat down on one of the benches and pats the seat next to them, signaling leo to take a seat as well. leo obliges, and hurriedly made his way there.

upon sitting down, leo was straightforward to ask, “is there anything the matter? are you alright?” but, y/n decided to stay quiet and take a sip from their juice box. leo frowns more, “hey, what’s the matter? you look gloomy unlike earlier before i called you..”

“why didn’t you tell you were coming over to fetch me?”

“i wanted to surprise you! that’s all! sorry if i did surprise you, ehe!”’

“aren’t you scared of all of this?”

leo stops talking. “huh? what is it you mean?”

“i mean…you’re a famous idol now…a leader of a famous unit and…a well-known composer for idols. if people or even worse, fans, found out we’re going out then, i…we’ll be going through something not as one, but as the both of us…” y/n quietly fiddles with their fingers, eyes darting away to avoid contact with their boyfriend who was curiously glancing at them. “i don’t wanna be a burden anymore to your problems just because i’m between your life. even if you do like me, you shouldn’t really focus on me too much…all i do is study, go to my part-time job and that’s all. you’re going to waste your time with a boring person.”

“y/n.” leo leans closer to them, and their face burned into a fury red. “i’ll get angry if you keep insulting yourself like that.” y/n winces. if there was only a few times where their boyfriend would get angry, it would be on rare occasions for good reasons, however for a simple conversation like this—y/n never expected leo to get this serious. “what do you mean a ‘boring person?’ have you ever looked behind your back and see it that way?” a glimpse of curiosity catches y/n in a moment there. “looked behind my back…?”

leo smiles, pressing a forefinger on their forehead before giving it a light flick, “everything i love about you is written all over your back. you can’t see your worth all the time, but i do. y/n, do you really think i’d care about my reputation more than i care about you?” just a simple sentence, yet why did it sound like an emotional proposal to y/n? their heart started to beat fast in their chest, eyes pricking out tiny droplet of not so visible tears. leo lovingly caresses their face, smiling with a chuckle now, “aw, c’mon, don’t look at me like that. i might kiss you, y’know? would you like me to kiss you?” his ask was straightforward, however with a nod of approval from his lover, he didn’t hesitate at all to crash their lips together in a swift moment. the kiss was filled with pride, excitement, rush and a slight taste of red bean paste from a dessert.

maybe this was ok. idol or not, as long as they’re by his side, that was all that matters to him now. nothing else, nothing more.

***

a/n: wow i fucking died at the exams but at least i got a high score

requests: closed :(

[peaches2217]

your mareach family headcanons are everything. they're so cute! i wonder, how would luigi and peasley take to being uncles? would they even start wanting one of their own, or will they just pledge themselves to be the best uncles this kid has ever had?

I am so happy someone's actually interested in my Uncle Luisley concepts because I keep having to omit Peasley for the sake of wider applicability and I am so ready to not do that

(@mrspockify if it's okay, I'd like to use this post to answer this ask of yours too, since there's so much overlap!)

Luigi, of course, is absolutely thrilled. Mario has wanted kids pretty much his whole life; now he's getting that chance, and Luigi's gonna have a little niece/nephew/nibling, and by their power combined that's gonna be the safest and most spoiled kid in existence! There's a lot of jumping and shaking each other and whooping and hugging and it's just an absolute spectacle. (I... may or may not have a fic in the works. 👀)

Since he's Prince Consort of the Beanbean Kingdom, Luigi lives about an hour's flight from Toad Town. He visits regularly to bring gifts or to make sure Mario's not running himself into the ground worrying over Peach's health or just to see what else he can do because he's so excited! Whenever he's home, he'll often make checklists of things the parents-to-be may or may not need and set out to gather everything before his next visit, be it practical items like bedding or nursery supplies or more sentimental offerings like a collection of their mother's best recipes (Peach has been wanting those recipes for ages now, so really it's long overdue). He even briefly tries to take up sewing so he can make the tot some clothes (with... disastrous results, admittedly. Such a tiny needle... so much blood...).

Peasley's initially a lot more indifferent to the prospect of being an uncle. He's happy for their friends, truly, but the news doesn't stir him the way it does his husband. But he doesn't remain indifferent for long, and that's because Luigi is absolutely radiant when discussing/performing his perceived duties as an uncle. Peasley worships the very ground he walks upon. Anything that makes Luigi this happy is bound to make him equally happy in short order.

Being an only child (and a little out-of-touch if we're being honest), he has no idea what being an uncle even entails, so he just goes along with all of Luigi's ideas: bedding? He'll have a dozen hand-stitched silken pillows and blankets commissioned because the little royal deserves only the best! A cookbook? He'll have one penned by a professional scribe on the finest parchment, because Mama Mario's legacy shan't be recorded on anything less! They're wanting name suggestions? How about we spend the whole night tossing ideas back and forth, my love? There's a dusty old parlor a few halls down; let's turn it into a nursery so the baby will have a comfortable place to stay should babysitting duties befall us! Admittedly it's still less about wanting to be a good uncle and more about ensuring all of Luigi's desires are fulfilled to the utmost, but hey, he's still a great future uncle by proxy, so that's what counts, right? 😆

They do inevitably discuss having children of their own somewhere along the line, what with the topic being so relevant now. They will at some point need to produce an heir, biological or adopted or unrelated yet entrusted with the title (Peasley is trans, meaning biological children is an option for them). That said, they ultimately decide they're happiest on their own for now; if they decide they want a child somewhere down the line, then that's a bridge they'll cross when they come to it. They've got a good fifty years, stars willing, before they have to worry about who will take over after Peasley, so they're not in any rush.

Queen Bean, on the other hand, isn't getting any younger, and the Mushroom Kingdom's upcoming arrival is a stark reminder of that. Her son and son-in-law proudly show her the parlor-turned-nursery that they've spent weeks renovating, and as they prattle on about all of the luxuries they've equipped it with for a baby that's not even their own, she can't help but feel exasperated.

She pulls her boys in for a hug, anchoring a massive hand on each of their shoulders so they can't run away. "I trust this nursery will one day serve my grandchildren, yes?"

Peasley shoots Luigi an apologetic look, fighting back a wince. Luigi's just trying not to laugh. "We're... discussing it, mother," Peasley finally says.

The Queen smiles placidly and pats them both. "Discuss it faster."

[barachiki]

This is a pointless story but here you go anyways.

My wife and I went on a little vacation. An Air B&B, lovely place we had a great time. But we had to bring our food to prepare in the kitchen that had no stove, so I packed some microwaveable food, including a microwave poutine (I’m Canadian, we have to eat poutine, it is the law). Anyways, the poutine was terrible. Never buy frozen microwave poutine.

On the way home we decided to get breakfast at little greasy spoon diner. On the menu was ‘breakfast poutine’ and we thought, ‘hey, the poutine last night was terrible, this might be good’ so we ordered that.

If you don’t know, poutine is fries, gravy, and cheese curds, (which is a particular type of squeaky cheese). This breakfast poutine was tater tots, cheddar cheese, baked beans, caramelized onion, and a fried egg. It was hilarious but not poutine at all and the tater tots weren’t even crispy. Also the portion size was minuscule, like a side plate size. We were so disappointed, I should have taken a picture.

When we got home some hours later, we do our unpacking and take care of our dog, and then it was time for dinner, and my wife suggested a PROPER poutine from a poutine restaurant. I run out to the takeaway restaurant and bring back two large poutines. By the time i got home they were cold and just barely better than the microwave stuff.

I feel like being sick… of disappointment and too much potato.

I think I will make my own, (but not today, I’m going to lay down and digest).

Remind me to tell you about my air B&b stay later.

Edit:

[azulsluver]

Okay but now I can't stop thinking of Office!Jamil doing such a good job of getting reader comfortable around him that now everytime he stabds behind reader to help with something you can't help but grind a little into him, or how whenever you grab onto him to stabilize yourself you end up feeling his muscles and staring a little while Jamil looks all smug at you and goes "need anything else?" As if he doesn't know the effect he has on you!

Eventually the tension between you two is so bad you start making out at the office when you had to stay after hours to finish a project.

Jamil is EXTREMELY smug when you take him home and he realises, in a moment you left him alone, that you have a whole secret altar (complete with pictures taken without his knowledge, a lock of hair and even a sweaty shirt he thought he lost) dedicated to him. He doesn't know if he should punish you for taking these things without his permission or reward you for your dedication, but either way you're both in for a really fun night.

I had to take laps after this.

tw: yandere/reader, stalking, unhealthy relationships, gross reader, suggestive themes.

Minor at writing !! Read at your own record

yandere!reader ToT my love!!! Becoming totally unhinged for the cute coworker who’s got such a nice smile. Thinking it was only an attraction until further on obsession, he makes you feel ways none of your exes could. The sexual tension between it as well, purposefully leaving or needing something and you want his help. And he never says no to you, smiling and nodding your way, biting your fingers from letting out a giggles. Or he helps you up by holding your waits, shifting your hips down to make him squeeze your thighs in acknowledgment, going red at his skilled digits digging into your skin.

You’ve collected so many things from him, his pens, hair ties, bracelets and plastic coffee cups. Bringing it to your lips so you can imagine kissing Jamil, you wonder if he’ll think you’re so gross for doing this, how your face confronts into pure bliss from licking the edges of the cap. You knew it was unhealthy but kept telling yourself it wasn’t that serious, that you’ll get over it! But then it led to taking pictures of him, keeping it in albums then printing them out. Day by day, you created a shrine dedicated to him, someone might mistaken as a shrine for a idol, but that works as well..

Jamil is professional, he wouldn’t cut his hair in a work place, so you’ll improvise, collecting strands of his hair in his office, it’s enough to sew on a Barbie dolls head, often washing it with his type of shampoo so you can smell it later on. Jamil often times come back to work after basketball practice with his friends, he doesn’t have to to change properly so he does it in the bathroom. He’s left unsupervised, so you following him and snatching your newfound prize in glee, bursting in joy as you stuff it in your bag before leaving. He’s never asked anyone where his shirt went.

Nsfw themes :3

Reader oh so accidentally spilling coffee on both of their shirts, clearly edging Jamil to head towards the locker to clean up. He’s all too eager and drags you along so he can clean the spills >.• I’m sure there’ll be an “occupied” sign just in case.

Being assigned to work on a project? And staying overnight with your crush? You’re in heaven. You felt as if the two of you have gotten closer, certain that Jamil is into you as well! You tried your best to act as normal as you can around him, but some days you felt as if he knew of your dirty secret, the notebooks filled about him and what you wished he could do to you. You’re zoning out in thought, Jamil tapping your shoulder to remind you to focus, the company paired you two to finish up a presentation for next weeks meeting.

Badly wanting for things to go your way, you make sure when the two of you were working you would run your foot up and down his leg; eyes on the screen as if you weren’t doing anything. Jamil would get riled up the longer you teased him, he’s up and behind your chair, grabbing your waist and forcing your chest onto the table. You’ll squeal as he grinds himself behind you, biting your earlobe and lecture you for being a tease, how you’re distracting him from work!

In a fit of giggles, you’ll croon your head to have his lips on yours, licking and nibbling on his tongue and teeth as you both scatter the papers off the table, driving your shirt up to feel your chest and unbutton your pants. You’re glad there’s no cameras in the office you two are in.

It becomes a routine between you two, go to work, tease a little through the day before finishing off in whatever place Jamil had in stored for you. Dragging you away after a meeting so he can have you give him a blow job. Leaving hickeys on your shoulder in the break room. Go into the bathroom stalls when everyone is busy during the rush, using your thighs to relieve himself so it’s less messy. People will notice sooner or later.

Finally having the guts to take Jamil back to your place. Something about it is so romantic even after the whole ordeal. You made sure to hide everything, clean your bedroom and bathroom. Promising Jamil that the two of you can fully make love if you fixed your schedule. And he didn’t back down on the offer, kissing your forehead as a grin spreads his lips. Say you tell him to wait in your room as you left to get snacks, leaving him to stare and glance around before standing up. He’s been in your room, but he never got the chance to see what was behind your closet. Pushing the hangers away and revealing another door, hooking his finger on the handle and pulling it open. At first he’s stunned, shoulders shaking from the laugh he tried to conceal. The shirt he was missing, hair ties and,..coffee cups?

He licks his lips in anticipation at the lipstick mark, the thought crosses his mind of you placing your lips on it. Did you think of him? Touch yourself while imagining he kissed you until he’s taken your breath? The hair is what he’s most proud of. Jamil can’t stop his hands from reaching for it, it’s heavily scented of his shampoo brand. You’ve done research, and he’s so happy you’re just as bad as him.

The door closes and locks, with you setting down the snacks on the bed, eyes blank as you ask him what he’s doing snooping around. You expected him to cower, to lash out on you and tell you you’re disgusting. But he doesn’t, Jamil coos at you for getting his bad side, flexing the photo in his fingers. Your eyes of a mind of their own, wildly changing from his attention to the floor. How embarrassing, but he’s telling you that you’re such a good thing for loving him only, but maybe next time you should ask for his permission to have a shrine of him. Dedicated or not, he wants you to learn an important lesson.

Eeee Jamil fucking you dumb and making you rehearse the notes you have about him, you say them out loud but all you’re giving him is slurred sentences. And he’s tutting you to do better, picking up the pace or giving shallow thrusts so you can whine.

[gabbytheagressiv]

not so berry is by lilsimsie & alwaysimming, this base game version is by me (gabbytheagressiv)

hi, i’m gabby and i always wanted to play the not so berry challange, but unfortantly i’m broke, and can’t afford to buy the packs (kinda sad lmao), so i decited to edit the rules just a little bit to make it base game compatible! I will add the original description, hope that’s okay for you.

Do you like the rainbow? Do you like the idea of playing with berry Sims but hate berry Sims? Do you want tom ess around with aspects of the game you’ve never used before? Boy, do i have the challange for you!

Welcome tot he Not So Berry Legacy Challenge, a ten generation legacy with a focus on bright colors and new experiences.

Basic rules:

Each heir must represent the color of the generation (i.e. hair, makeup, clothing), but brightly colored skin is not necessary (these aren’t actually berry Sims, that’s the joke) Of course, this is optional but a big portion of the fun.

The colors of the spouses don’t matter as they aren’t part of the challange. Unless otherwise stated you can do whatever you please with them.

Money cheats can be used, but not excessivly. Suggestion: use freerealestate for your first home, but no cheats afterward.

You may live wherever you please unless something is specified in the rules of a generation.

Every generation is supposed to complete both the career and aspiration of the heir unless explicitly started otherwise.

Keep the lifespan on normal.

If you play this challange and want to share it with us, go ahead and post with #notsoberry so we can see!

Generation One: Mint

You’re a mischieveos freelancer who really loves the color mint. You always try to collect random things, it’s a weird obsession of yours. You always do something, so you’re pretty busy, but still make time for silly pranks and outings with your closest friends. You love luxury and want the best for yourself and your family.

traits: vegetarian, jealous, materialistic

aspiration: chief of mischief

career: freelancer (computer expert)

rules:

Be in the freelancer career from the beginning to death and complete the Chief of Mischief aspiration

Master mischief, logic and programming skills

Have at least two children, you have to help these two complete at least one child aspiration

Generation Two: Rose

You had everything you desired as a child but you were always longing for more. As an adult you have a hard time committing to relationships as you’re so focused on your career. If we had a workaholic trait in The Sims 4 you would have it. You have absolutley no parental instincts whatsoever but you still love your child with all your heart.

traits: hot headed, snob, romantic

aspiration: serial romantic

career: style influencer (trend setter)

rules:

Have only one child

Master the style influencer career trend setter branch and complete the Serial Romantic aspiration

Master charisma skill and buy the shameless & great kisser trait

Leave someone at the alter (an interaction available during a wedding)

Get married for the first time as an elder

Generation Three: Yellow

Growing up you never had a close relationship with your parents and spent the majority of your time alone in your room obsessing over space. You just really love space. You’ll have a hard time socializing with people after the loss of your spouse. You refuse to have a romantic relationship ever again.

traits: clumsy, ambitious, loner

aspiration: nerd brain

career: astronaut

rules:

Master rocket sciensce and handiness skill

Master astronaut career and complete the Nerd Brain aspiration

Must build a rocket ship

Enter the secret lot in Oasis Springs (requiring max handiness)

Never have any close friends or relationships other than grandparent from Generation 1 until the grandparent dies

Generation Four: Grey

You always felt that you were different. While the rest of your family was busy doing some weird stuff, the only thing you wanted to do is to stay outside all day. You’re very good at sports and you dream of becoming a professional athlete. To make up for your nonexistent relationship with your parents you want to be there for your own children as much as possible. Oh, and you love fishing too.

traits: active, slob, music lover

aspiration: bodybuilder

career: athlete

rules:

Master athletic and fishing skills

Master athlete career and complete Bodybuilder aspiration

Have three failed relationships before finding spouse, marry a neat Sim

Be good friends with all your children

Have family movie night with your spouse and children every Sunday

Generation Five: Plum

You’ve always been good at anything you tried. It’s hard to choose a career, and you can’t play video games for a living so why not try a few? You work as a babysitter for much of yourlife, but as an adult realize that your true dream is to be an artist, so you quit babysitting and join the entertainer career. Basically: you’re an indecisive oddball.

traits: genius, noncommittal, erratic

aspiration: renaissance sim

career: fast food, babysitter, entertainer

rules:

Master video gaming and two other skills of your choosing, archieve at least level eight in six skills

Complete Renaissance Sim aspiration

Get divorced and then later remarried to the same Sim

Must live in at least three different worlds over the course of your life

Generation Six: Orange

You’re the black sheep of your family (but with orange hair) and you were raised in a hectic household. You’ve always wanted to cause mayhem, but you’re just really bad at being evil. You enjoy breaking into your neighbors’ houses and eating their food. Your weak point is your beloved violin. When you’re not out doing something evil, you’re probably locked up in your room playing your instrument.

traits: evil, self-assured, glutton

aspiration: public enemy

career: criminal

rules:

Master violin and charisma skills

Master criminal career and complete Public Enemy aspiration

Must live in a 2 bedroom tiny house (you don’t have to count the tiles, just have the building be really small) for your entire young adult life

Have twins, but only those two children (you may cheat for this)

Insist on being evil (claim to be criminal mastermind) but nobody belives you, not even your own children

Generation Seven: Pink

You grew up poor and are living paycheck working in the business career just as your parents did. You long to write romance novels but are too afraid to quit your steady job to follow your dreams. You’re very practical and you know the chances of making it as a writer are slim, so you stay working at your nine to five. As an adult you finally decide to pursue your dreams. You’re a hopeless romantic, but you were in a toxic relationship as a teen, and your fear of that happening again makes it nearly impossible to find love.

traits: neat, loyal, creative

aspiration: best selling author

career: business

rules:

Complete postcard collection

Master writing and gardening skills

Complete Best Selling Author aspiration

Have a well-maintained garden

Quit day job as an adult tu pursue dreams (mid-life crisis much?)

Generation Eight: Peach

Your parents always taught you to follow your dreams. You’ve always wanted to be a secret agent. You’ve always wanted to be a comedian. Well dang it, you can do both! Following bad guys by day, telling jokes at the bar by night, you can do anything you set your mind to.

traits: foodie, lazy, goofball

aspiration: joke star

career: secret agent (diamond agent)

rules:

Marry a co-worker

Must play an instrument

Master gourmet cooking and comedy skills

Master secret agent (diamont agent) career

Must live in a different world than the one they were raised

Generation Nine: Green

You were caught hacking by a major tech company that then offered you a position in their firm. You know Penelope Garcia from Criminal Minds? That’s you. You’re dedicated to your work, but that doesn’t stop you from going out and having a good time. You’re the kind of person that will be at a party at 3am and then at work at 6am.

traits: childish, geek, cheerful

aspiration: computer whiz

career: tech guru

rules:

Master mixology, video gaming and programming skills

Master tech guru career and complete Computer Whiz aspiration

Must accept every invitation to parties/outgoings with your friends

Have at least five good friends and five enemies

Generation Ten: Blue

You have the perfect life. White picket fence, loving spouse, beautiful children. But why do you still want more? You have a one time secret affair and will regret it for the rest of your life. Afterward you pour your soul into raising your children and fixing your marriage. You never admit the affair to anyone and dedicate your life to being the perfect parent.

traits: gloomy, perfectionist, family oriented

aspiration: big happy family

career: culinary

rules:

Adopt at least one child

Master the photography, cooking skills

Master culinary career and complete the Big Happy Family aspiration

Must marry high school sweetheart and stay with them until you die

Have a one time secret affair

Hope you liked my version, love y’all, bye!

[prrism]

“Terrible” Two’s

This idea (as well as another upcoming one) was suggested by @corieeful, thank you and I hope it turned out well 😊

Summary: You’re in for a long day when a mining trip gone wrong leads to you being stuck in a bit of a tense situation with not one but two familiar faces… (we’ll say this is set not long after Tiny Tot)

Characters: Puffy and Niki x Reader

Relationships: platonic

Pronouns: unspecified/kept neutral

“Let’s see… coal… iron, defiantly iron… maybe some redstone and lapis… if I’m lucky, diamonds too.” You go over a small checklist of materials you needed as you approach the cave you were supposed to meet Niki and Puffy at. Having to deal with Wilbur earlier that day you noticed some items needed to be restocked, you’re thankful Nikki and Puffy agreed to the quick change of plans, everything was working out great.

“(Y/n)! We were starting to wander if you headed into the cave already.” Niki waves to you.

“Nah, just late.” You chuckle. “Anyways, thanks again though for agreeing to meet here last minute, I know we agreed to just have a chat over lunch but I really needed-”

“(Y/n).” Puffy stops you. “It’s alright, we sorta needed some materials as well, and besides what better way to work up an appetite.”

“Fair enough.” You say with a nod and the three of you make your way into the cave.

You almost had everything you needed, just a some more iron and you’d be good to go, rounding into another tunnel you pause and step away when you see the walls of this tunnel were covered in that strange blueish-green moss. You were unsure if it’d affect you a second time since you’ve been so careful to avoid it and not wanting to take your chances you turn down a different tunnel. You try to refocus on your task at hand only to finally realize you’d lost sight of where Niki and Puffy had gone.

“They should be fine,” you mutter to yourself. “They’re both capable fighters, and I’m pretty sure they know…” Your own voice trails off on you as you try and fail to convince yourself that everything’s fine, though it doesn’t help your case when you catch faint whimpers echo through the tunnel. Without much thought you hurry your way to the source of the whimpers pausing in front of the moss covered tunnel, you didn’t want to step into it and thankfully you didn’t have to as two familiar looking children waddle towards you hand in hand. “Oh no,” you sigh out, part of you almost wanting to laugh at how fluffy Puffy looked but you restrain yourself.

“Suppose you two took a wrong turn, huh?” You say the two staring at you with big eyes. Puffy tilts her head slightly and let’s out a curious bleat, you hum amused and raise your hand up to her. Still holding onto Niki’s hand, she takes a step closer and examines your hand before softly butting her head into it affectionately, giving you the chance to pet her soft wool. Niki let’s out a small whine, obviously feeling left out, so you ruffle up her hair a bit, earning a giggle from her.

“Pom! (This adorable name is brought to you by @saturnhas82moons)” She bounces happily, you chuckle softly to yourself finding the whole thing adorable only to remember where you still are.

“Alright, let’s get you two out of here and somewhere safer.” You suggest. Normally it’d be easier to just pick them up but they seemed determined to walk hand in hand with each other. Your solution for this, make a little human/hybrid chain, you offer your own hand to them, Puffy happily taking it and you lead them along through the winding tunnels of the cave. To help keep the girls distracted you played eye spy with them, sure Puffy only let out bleats and baas and Niki would just point and make a noise but they were having fun and definitely calming down more. You still stayed on high alert though, this is still a cave and if the echoing rattle or groans were any indication, danger could be lurking around any corner.

“Alright, I spy with my little eye something that is…” You trail off as you look around for something the girls could point to.

“Boom!” Niki suddenly shouts.

“Boom?” You look at her confused. “I don’t see-” You hear a hiss and you catch sight of something green, eyes widening in realization before you grab the girls and dart in the other direction without a second thought. Navigating through the cave blindly was not ideal but with more mobs starting to come after you, you didn’t have much of a choice, the worst of them were the cave spiders, one biting into your leg. You hiss in pain but manage to stomp the spider off of you and push through poisoning effects that were starting to take hold, finding an entrance to an old mineshaft you practically throw yourself through and seal the entrance with cobblestone. Finally setting the two girls down you slump to the floor, taking a second to catch your breath while using a shaky hand to look through your inventory for an antidote. Finding what your looking for you immediately drink the antidote, coughing a little at the bitter taste but relieved when the poisonous effects start wearing off.

“Pom.” Niki stares at you tearfully, placing a hand on your injured leg, you tense slightly from the touch.

“Shhh, I know, I know, that big mean spider got me pretty bad, huh.” You shush her calmly, pulling out some bandages. “But it’s okay, that’s why we come prepared. I’ll be okay.” You reassure her as you wrap your leg up. Niki settles down beside you, still shaking and sniffling as she leans her head into your side. A second weight is placed on your lap as a teary Puffy crawls onto you and nuzzles herself into you with a soft baa, you weren’t going to complain, her wool was soft and helped warm you up a bit. “Hey, it’s okay. I just need a second to catch my breath then we can get out of here, I promise.” You gently pet Puffy, effectively helping to calm the little lamb down.

You sat in that mineshaft for a while, not really able to tell the time, if you had to guess maybe around 15-20 minutes before you felt stable enough to stand again. The girls also scramble to their feet, giving you concerned stares when you start limping, you easily notice this.

“I know this isn’t ideal but the sooner we get out of here the sooner we’ll be safe.” You encourage them, pulling out your pickaxe. You start chipping away at the walls to make as decent a staircase as possible, slowly working your way upwards. It was starting to take a toll on your leg, the upward climb not fairing too well, but like with the spider bite you push through it, nearly crying in relief when stone turned to dirt then the open sky was revealed to you. You help Niki and Puffy out first before climbing out yourself and flopping to the ground exhausted. Timing seemed to be oh so perfect as the somewhat familiar whirling sound fills your ears and a now normal Niki and Puffy stand over you. “Hi.” Is all you’re able to manage saying.

“Come here. Let’s get you out of here.” Puffy hoists your arm over her shoulder, Niki joining in on the other side as the both of them start the long trek home.

“Are you gonna be okay?” Niki asks you, looking a bit guilty.

“I’ll live.” You sigh, your exhausted expression turning into a small smirk. “But I’m sure some sugar in my system will really help get energy back.” Niki chuckles lightly at this.

“Some? After what just pulled, I’ll bake you a whole cake.”

“I won’t complain to that.”

“Still,” Puffy pipes in, “our ignorance when were… for lack of a better word, small, nearly cost you a lot.”

“It alright, you don’t need to beat yourself up over this, really.” You turn to look at her properly. “Your my friends, so of course I’d help you were and when I can. And, I guess you could say I have a sort of natural protective instinct for kids, or something, so put two and two together and it’s not too surprising I’d do anything to keep people safe. Does that make sense or am I just spouting gibberish?” You try explaining.

“No, I get it. I feel the same way.” Puffy reassures. You nod and the three of you continue the journey home, making light conversation about other topics and future plans.

If anyone has a suggestion on who you’d like to see next let me know, I’d love to hear it 😁

[infernothechaosgod]

@scummiezzz thank you for asking 6ezuxfux! Hope you dont mind me answearing in a post since when I talk about fanny i yap for hours and it would make too big of a comment ToT (sorry for all the typo's)

for her accual faults

I think she's very socially akward but not in a adorkable way and more of shes answears very directly and shortly to avoid any conversations and sometimes she doesnt answear at all and just sits there, from her perspective she takes alot to think about what to Say and panics a little but from outsiders perspective she sees herself as too good to talk to them (in my notes i have it checked to have her talk to strangers the same way spartan letters were written lol)

She's got alot of walls around herself, she doesnt like to let people in, to a certain level she thinks "if they'll wanna get close they will have to try a bit" but "a bit" is accualy a lot LOT, shes not really a people person, the only people i would say shes friendly with are the ones she knows arent gonna try to be too close to her for examples people at a swing club she goes, there all there for short dances, drinks and music and most of them know their distance but not eachothers names lol

Also she doesnt take anything personaly witch is a good thing for mean patients and little jabs people can send to her it slides right off, but so do the good things like i said lots and lots of walls

What she thinks her faults are is just being mean like awful mean

To certain level shes right because she is mean lol but not in a way that really stings you or stays on your mind, in reality shes a little rude and a bit too direct but in her own mind she thinks everyone views her as this awful never letting go of anything cartoon villian, thats not the case at all people dont like her but they don't dislike her either, she always sees herself as watching the game but not a player ya know?

For people she hates?

Id say she hates patients who cant work with her and the medical staff, they really annoy her she of course still aids and helps them but also curses under her breath the entire time doing so lol

She also hates people who are a bit too optimistic (wild since shes best friends with one) she thinks that their happy views are unrealistic and any suggestion of theirs gets shot down by her easily...a bit out of her pity, she tries making too much logical sense while at the same time not beliving in that people might just wanna help them out on their own without nothing in return

As for the main cast, shes one of them in my ver :D

She's best friends with mickey, she brings out a bit of his sassy side and he brings out her more optimistic side (she wont admin that ever though) at first she wanted to be there for him "when his happy worldview shatters, so it'll be easier for him to accept lifes not a fairytale" but in the process she almost forgot about that goal and geniuenly became very close friends with him

For minerva (aka minnie) id say she likes her a little but doesnt spend time that much with her, she seems nice and very sweet but that sweetness gets on her nerves a bit after talking with her too much, she'd say shes pals with her if you'd ask her for their relationship, sometimes they chat over the cup of coffe

She absolutley loves pete (platonicly!) He's her favorite patient a "kitty cat" he lisens to what she tells him to do during check ups and is very nice. to her that is. They have a bit of that "he asked for no pickles" dynamic exept he did ask for the pickles! He just wanted to get you in trouble! she does know he's not a Saint and doesnt turn blind eye to his evil actions though! she gives him the cold shoulder anytime he does something she doesnt like too much, friends! exept he's enemies with all of her friends and she probably sent a pipe bomb to his friends at least 5 times

As for oswald there dating :D!

They had that rivals to lovers dynamic, she got on his nerves, he got on hers, but over time they kinda realized there into someone standing up to them and geniuenly making good arguments and they also figured out they had the same goal in a certain situation (oh 100th birthday oswald project how I cant wait for you to be done) they had to apologize to eachother and work together because they had the same cause and realized they've got alot in common and what one disliked in the other the most was a flaw they themself had, after swollowing their own pride and letting go of their stubbornness for once they geniuenly apologized to eachother and got closer...realllllllly closer iykwim

For some funfact's abt her, she's trans mtf 💙🩷🤍🩷💙, she and oswald buy eachother gifts at the same time alot, i think of giving her a little dog since in her last apperance she had one running around her she's autistic and her main love language is quality time but she buys her close ones gifts alot

Thank you for letting me yap about fanny! I love her so so much T♡T! ❤️....I just realized I didnt write in her strenghts as accual seperate points aw dang it

Some other relationships for her i havent fleshed out that much yet are-!

Felix! She switches between being rivals and friends with him, ultimately there more of friends that rivals

kitty white/kitty kat shes friends with her too usualy they hang out in calm places and share some hobbies like reading and have alike fasion sense

Ortensia she doesnt know her too well but does see her around a bit usualy staring at her the same way L stared at light in that one scene from deathnote, she thinks ortensia's pretty and from what she heard nice so she doesnt mind, ortensias got a bit of one sided beef with her ToT (its not bc of oswald though)

Bimbo the dog owns her so much money from lost poker games to her-

Sylvester shyster and her have a very personal beef (she folds him like a chair on tuesdays) (Also she threw him off A building once spoilers for something coming out in 3 years ig)

[thatonetvheadapple]

Early Mornings

[Grell x Gn! Reaper! Reader]

[first fic don't come at me if its bad ToT]

[reader uses they/them pronouns]

"Grell, Darling, we better get ready to head to work." Y/n leaned in close to the red reaper and gently kissed her on the forehead as they cooed sweetly into her hair. "Noooooo…" She whimpered into their chest and snuggled in deeper, holding you closer if it was even possible for her to do so.

It was the same song and dance every morning to just get out of bed, but if y/n was being completely honest, they wouldn't have it any other way. When someone loved you so much that they absolutely refused to let you go, it was a warm and fuzzy feeling that reminded you why you loved them so much. In this case, the person who loved y/n so much and absolutely refused to let them go was Grell.

"Please? I'm not sure if I can get away with being late once more after what happened last time. If we stay in bed for one more minute, Claude is going to have a good shot at taking my head off, and he's going to have a good shot at taking yours, too." They mentioned this in a tone that suggested y/n was half asleep while placing gentle kisses on Grell's forehead again and playing with her long red hair.

Grell suddenly shifted, using whatever strength she had been saving away from the previous night, and pulled herself on top of them. She then said, "It's too early to let you get away." She mumbled loudly while maintaining her position with her face pressed against your chest. When y/n felt how much it tickled, they simply had no choice but to laugh out loud. "Sweetness we can come back to bed later, come on, I'll help you with your makeup- hey!" Before Y/n could lean up fully, they were pushed back into the scarlet and (f/c) pillows with a soft grunt, they met the eyes of their lover, chartreuse eyes filled with love and tired thoughts, brows creased in plea. "Please, Y/n. Work has been so dreadful lately, let me be in this dream with you for a little bit longer?"

While she was pulling the cover back up, they wrapped their arms around hers. As As you both whispered your farewells to one another, you both began to lose consciousness and drift off into hope-filled dreams and fantastical realms, a shared whisper was shared. "I love you."

[ducknotinarow]

[Someone's angy uwu 2k7]

Donatello took in a deep breath towards Raph's suggest of snapping, of getting into a little fight, release that brewing anger within him. Don was good at keeping himself, but even now, it's clear the twin sense was going haywire and feeling the fury burning. But he kept stone faced, slowly moving to place his bottles down, making sure it was out of the way. And then, slowly, he looked to Raph, and practically lunged at them.

Donatello may be good at keeping himself together, but even he needed to release his rage sometimes. There was only so much bottling he can do.

Furniture was banged against, the two tussling on the floor like old times. Don knew that Raph could handle a punch or two, but he always made sure not to hit too hard. But as time went on, his punches grew stronger, his bites harsher. And at some point, eyes began to form,

"I don't understand!" He exclaims, trying to pin Raph, "I just don't get it!"

He finally gets Raph down, that may be a first. Don's shaking as he keeps yelling, letting that rage, that confusion, that hurt, show,

"How! How can you love someone like Bishop!" He slams his first down next to Raph's head, "After all he's done to my Ariel To my wife! To Raph! TO OUR FAMILY LEO!"

Don stops at last, panting hard as he stares at Raph, shaking his head slightly as he seemed to come back too. Moving back, he sits off to the side, letting Raphael get up,

"S-sorry Raphie..." He murmurs, "I think I'm done sparring for today."

| muse interaction continued from [ here]

Raph had spent a lot of years fighting with his brothers for one reason or another years of sparing and training. Just getting into fights over well just about anything the four of them could fight over. One thing they knew most was Don was a biter. Least when they were nothing more than toddling tots causing mischief. Leo and Mikey didn't seem to take to the biting habit, Mikey sometimes still mentioned it and shook as if Don might turn around and take a chunk out of him now as an adult. Raph on the other hand? any time Donnie bite him it turned into a fight. Not like with Leo, where the aim was always to win, different purely out of play. Even when time went on it kind of stayed there thing, Don might get the old urge to take a bite so Raph would turn around and tackle them to the ground. A subtle little single was watching Don snap his teeth when they were just that pent up over something, heck sometimes that so called bite 'bite' came out more through Donatello's snark. So seeing his twin so tight lipped despite following behind his wife made to lug bottles in his arms. The one bit he had said seems a tad forced out like Don had something to say, words to work out but because of who and how he was? they were locked up behind his beak. It always seemed to help to give Don that outlet. He and Don were twins in the end of the day so even Donnie needed that moment to unleash all the built up anger working inside his head. Sometimes though? ya got to step away being too focused is a thing. And well that's what Raphael felt was the case for his brother.

The special connection they had always shared that let him always find Don. and Don find him. Let them have a clue into how the other was feeling even. Maybe it was always why Don seemed to know when Raph was really angry or just in a mood. It was why now Raph knew that Don's mind was swarming, their thoughts getting all knotted up in that head of theirs. Sure Don always was busy thinking but when it came to something like this? seemed they had a lot to work through. Likely trying his best to keep his anger at bay best they could but it was overwhelming them clearly. It's why Raph made the suggestion.

Watching how their shoulders lifted as they drew in a deep breath now, Raphael offered a crook of his head questioning what Don was thinking. Raph could feel it though if anyone knew how it felt to be over taken by anger it was him. It was all he was all he ever would be. So he could feel the anger in his twin stone face did nothing to hide it from him. How it burned in the vines set things a blaze. A fog that settled over you mind making it hard to see anything beyond it. So when Don suddenly lunged his way? Raph hardly reacted. Raph did wish that Don could have in the least gave him some word of warning as he could feel himself slam in to the side of the couch. A slight swear escaping his beak when his elbow banged against the leg of the coffee table. Wasn't anything Raph wasn't used to or couldn't handle. Raph adjust his hold and grab on to Don's shoulder well hooking a leg around them so he could easily turn them around and get some leverage in the moment. Flipping them around, just because he offered himself as a punching bag didn't mean he was going to just take it like the one at the lair. All battered and beaten simply only patched to keep it together from years of getting hit all the time. As they rolled and traded hits though Raph could tell something wasn't right here, least turning that way. Don's hit were different there wasn't much thought behind where they were landing. Just running out on the urge and heat of anger needed to be worked out needing to get out of Don. Raph had to say it was kind of weird being on the side of this. It was like an out of body experiencing nearly, likely in thanks to their special bond is why he could feel it as if it was himself going through the motion of rage. Don's hits were getting stronger as they came at him, it didn't bother him. Raph could take a hit better than anyone after all, hell he sought it out. But it wasn't like Donnie. Once more Raph found himself back on his shell, hands flew up to grab at Don's refusing to pinned down. Teeth gritting firm he only flustered when he saw a gimps of Leo cross over his mind in the moment. It wasn't Leo he was fighting, he needed to remind himself. Or he might really lose it here.

"I don't understand!"

Well that made two of them, Raph couldn't understand it himself, sure Leo was all about balance. Willing to put trust into those he shouldn't. But this?

"I just don't get it!"

Left to suddenly think gave Don the opening they needed as he felt the backs of his hands slam into the hard floor under him. Don finally getting Raph pinned down to the ground. Raphael would have pushed back but, he was distracted by Don's face. He could see the emotions working over that usual tried expression they knew Don for. How their face twisted and fell. Seemed Raph made the right call in getting Don to go for his offer on a chance to just work it out. He knew it helped some when he sucked punched Leo himself. Sure he wasn't who Don was hurt with but still.

"How! How can you love someone like Bishop!"

Raph frozen suddenly, as he felt the wind from the punch breeze by him felt how it seemed to shake the ground just near him. Tilting his gaze up so he could better look at Don. He saw Don but it was clear right now Don wasn't seeing him.

"After all he's done to my Ariel To my wife! To Raph! TO OUR FAMILY LEO!"

Seemed once the words left his beak though Don started to come back to his senses. Staring in shock himself as their body shook and shoulders lifted and fell. The sense of clarity that came after, seemed to bring Don back to where he was now. As they shook their head seeming to clear away their thoughts and rage in the motion. Letting go and shifting off to the side to get off of Raph who simply watch every action and movement his brother made. Studying it intently trying to gain a sense of what just happened. Well Raph knew what happened he was more trying to see if Don understood themself.

"S-sorry Raphie..."

at the murmuring apology Raph set the palms of his hand to the ground and pushed him self up to sit now himself. Sliding in over to Don. Still just watching them intently looking his brother over as if he would just figure out what he needed to if he stared long enough.

"I think I'm done sparring for today."

Don.

Raph slug an arm over their shoulders, they may want to shrink away and burrow back into wherever it was Don went when his emotions got the better of him like so. But well Raph wasn't going allow it. "Sorry?" he asks offering that trademark smirk of his as he playful shakes them around just a bit. "Forgot how fun tusslin' with ya was." he's trying to lighten the mood best he can, least that what Mikey would be doing. But Mikey was making it clear he wasn't getting in the middle of all this right now. Man he missed Mikey right now. "Gettin' rusty might have ta ditch Case on night and drag you out with me when I go out."

one at a time.

Letting his arm slump over Don in a slightly form of a hug now, he let his gaze drop off and stare out to no where just a random mark on the floor. Likely a scrap from the coffee table having scrap across the floor. Slightly leaning in against Don's side now.

"Don ya gotta talk to Leo, even if ya wind up hittin' the guy." offering a shrug of his own shoulders. "I ain't the best with all of this sure but I know what it's like fightin' with Leo better than anyone, or being mad at 'em." Everyone knew how often it was for them to fight after all, nothing like fights with anyone else and Raph. Thing was Raph knew Leo let him do it, maybe cause he knew Raph just needed to burn it out. That's just who Leo was, their leader anything that was good for the team so he always took the Lions share of it all. Letting his brow furrow and knot as he thought to himself. Reaching up to rub at the space between his eyes a moment groaning annoyed not at Don of course. Just at the mess they were in.

"think they got those bottles opened yet?"

[valkyrayn]

hello juhl, i was reading your about and had a question but please don’t feel pressured to answer if you think it’s too personal. i recently graduated after studying marketing as well and got an entry level job and quit 6 months later because it was so stressful and made me really sad, so i wanted to ask what field of marketing you are in? ideally i just want to earn a lot like you (not assuming, just from reading your about page) but i know that takes time. thank you so much i know it’s not a tot qs but after a lot of job rejections i feel so directionless

hi hi! no dw that’s totally fine ☺️ also heads up this is gonna be a long reply lmao

i am in digital marketing, specifically as an Operations Manager. we don’t work with traditional marketing media, so we do mostly ads on social media. and tbh, my degree is in Communications. I learned like 10% of Marketing in uni, most of my knowledge came from working at the company I’m in now (for like 5 years now).

honestly, i’ve received questions like this a lot—about what kind of work they should venture into to earn a lot of money. and while I can give you suggestions like ‘digital marketing’ and etc, it all really comes down to two things—your attitude and finding a workplace that appreciates your effort.

which essentially means you don’t need to be in a field that you think you’re supposed to. i graduated thinking i should look for a job in a communications field—and i did that, in a magazine company but the hours and pay were shit so i quit after i landed my new (current) job.

i applied, with little to zero knowledge about marketing. but i was hired for my attitude—my willingness to learn and to prove to them that i can excel in that role; 5 years later i’m so good at what i do, i’m now promoted to manager. and now, i am too in charge of Hiring and tbh, we look for attitude first more than anything. so if i can suggest anything, find a company that values attitude first before skill. of course companies like these are unicorns, hard to find. but you can almost always tell by looking at the job vacancy they posted.

so here’s a checklist that i go by on companies that you should avoid when i look at job vacancies (entry level—not manager positions):

- are they hiring you for a single focused role or is it something like Graphic Designer/Data Entry. if it’s the latter, it’s a no from me. cus you’ll end up doing a 5-person job

- are they asking for your degrees and says you must have a 3.8 gpa and above? goodbye. unless they’re hiring you for professions like doctor, engineer etc then okay but for marketers, not necessary. 3.0 above is good enough.

- are they listing the role and responsibilities clearly or is it very vague? if it’s the latter, you can try asking them at the interview. if they can’t be fully transparent, red flag.

i also actively avoid companies that say—we are a family. that’s my #1 red flag lmao. we’re not supposed to be a family.

tldr; try other fields—you might be surprised that you’d end up doing something entirely different than what you plan to. i gotta be honest, when you’re looking for a job initially it will be about wanting to get the best pay; that’s totally understandable. and tbh, you’d be lucky asf if you’re able to find that but don’t be scared to settle with little first as long as you know that company can appreciate your effort and give you salary raises in the years to come. give them 2 years, by then you’d be able to know if it’s worth for you to stay or ditch the company. but of course if they’re toxic, leave within the 1st year, don’t waste your time if it takes a toll on your mental health.

and attitude wise, i can go at length about this but maybe another time. but really, this is the game changer for me. once i shifted my mindset and removed my ego, tendency to self-pity but not doing anything about it and stopped blaming others but OWN my mistakes, failures and success—i did nothing but strive at my work and life overall. and the abundance just kept coming for me, monetary and other things.

cliche but i truly believe in manifesting for good things as well. manifesting AND doing something to achieve it. and if you ask me what’s my secret to success—attitude and mindset. fix these first and the rest will come easy.

gosh this went to so many places. became a whole ass motivational speech too lmao i’m sorry but i hope that helps!! 🥹

and i’ll manifest for good things to come to you!! and that you will soon find a job that you enjoy that also pays you good money 🫶

edit: i just realized i probably only half answered you. but before i go into details of what field in marketing that might suit you or skills you might need, i gotta ask—what part in your previous job that stressed you out?

[vynegar]

vyn top-up card liveblog thread (updated as a read). spoilers!

ok so i think this means vyn was an exchange student for a year during undergrad at a university that was (presumably) in or near stellis, since it doesn’t mention anything about travel? don’t quote me on it tho

kinda revisiting youth vibes since they’re in another school event, almost reliving school days. also definitely a possibility of some vyn backstory

oh no not another story of love at first sight ending in tragedy that will seem like an omen for vyn

WE’RE LESS THAN TEN MINUTES INTO THE STORY WHY IS THE FIRST ILLUSTRATION ALREADY HERE

ohthe writing team is putting their ENTIRE ***** into this story in a story oh my god. like i know i’m not skilled enough to tell what good writing is but like. this is good writing

ok. u kno what. if vyn licked my fingers i would lose my ability to speak too. that’s fair.

he’s blushing!!! that’s the blushing sprite!!!!

sometimes it’s just like. entertaining. watching mhy try to up the ante with the suggestiveness in cards but stay within the 16+ rating. i look forward to how creative they can get.

ok PAUSE bc the luke card got uploaded and the video is an hour long 🙏 WE’RE EATING TONIGHT

aaaand i’m back!

one day. ONE DAY we will see this expression and Not when vyn is acting

ok damn honestly. props to the AI for this part

ok so that’s like. THREE recent vyn cards with an acting/roleplaying segment where vyn gets quite emotional/uncontrolled and he’s. remarkable good at it. is this the new motif?? are we headed toward a complete collapse and blurring of the line between acting and reality? 

also wondering if this is major for my theory on vyn (and fairy tales and stories) because getting really into the role probably qualifies as immersion and right now rosa is saying she needs to be the “rational onlooker”

i would love for an actual therapist to review some of vyn’s cards. like, i’m Pretty sure some of this is not best practice but i don’t know enough about therapy to talk about it

this card is a big win for people who want to see a more twisted rosa

HUH????????????? CAN YOU -- IS THIS --- 16+??????? MIHOYO?????? (AND YEAH THAT’S HIS TIE)

Vyn: MC... What are you trying to do?

vyn’s and rosa’s expresisons when she suddenly ties him up.... both of them just taking it in without batting an eye.....

ok i think people who enjoyed the ending scene in vyn’s 2nd anniv card will like this a LOT lmao xDDD but vyn’s not really trying to hold back this time

i think i like the way that the vynrosa cards show a progression of their desire for each other. maybe it’s because Control has always been such a theme of vyn’s route, but idk, the way that their desire grows in his cards just hits properly

i really liked the ending lines

this is probably the top-up card i’ve been most tempted by. i liked how the story flips the script a little by making rosa worry that she’s too much like the cautionary tale, but in the end shows that it’s more of a mutual feeling of greed that she doesn’t need to worry over. and (maybe it’s because i paused in the middle of reading for a long time) but i feel like the writers did a good job of quickly setting up the premise for the card but not letting it bog down the actual crux of the story. i’d honestly be interested to hear if other people also felt that way about the card, bc i’m not sure if i’m just in a positive mood toward tot right now; like, maybe that point could also be applied to the anniv 2 top-up card.

okay but speaking of that, why was it another vyn top-up so soon?? i get that the first round just finished (artem with desert, marius with gufeng, vyn with anniv2, luke with bakerlon) but at least do marius!!

[dankusner]

An Underground Joint in Dallas Goes Legit, and Its Barbecue Has Never Been Better

Sosa’s Barbecue trailer dodged city officials in Dallas for years, but there's nothing criminal about its superb brisket and flavorful burgers.

A plate from Sosa's Barbecue in Dallas.

Photograph by Daniel Vaughn

A pair of code compliance officers from the City of Dallas approached Jamie Sosa on a Sunday afternoon in February.

A line of customers looked on as the officers told him to shut down his barbecue trailer for the day.

He was operating without a permit, and received a $250 ticket.

Sosa took the ticket and kept serving.

“I have hundreds of dollars’ worth of barbecue in my smoker, and I have a crowd that I need to feed,” he told the officers.

They promised another ticket for every two additional people he served.

He got five more tickets before they left.

“I’m not mad at them,” Sosa said. “They’re just doing their job.”

Such is the life of an underground barbecue slinger.

Sosa has since gone legit, selling barbecue and burgers from the Oak Cliff Korral event center parking lot along West Davis Street.

He said it’s less stressful after spending the last few years looking over his shoulder for city employees.

Enforcement was lax when he started his barbecue business back in late 2020, so Sosa never bothered with permits.

He just parked his trailer-mounted smoker wherever he thought customers would find him.

A year into it, he got his first ticket from code compliance.

The next time, they sent the police to shut him down and shoo off his customers. He donated all the barbecue that remained to a group for the homeless. It was a tough lesson, but he couldn’t yet afford to get his permits, so he snuck around more carefully.

“We didn’t have a set location because we were running from the city,” Sosa said.

He always parked Sosa’s Barbecue within a five mile radius of his native Oak Cliff neighborhood, and shared his location on Instagram hours before opening.

“They followed me on Instagram,” he said of code compliance, so he’d give out the address only through private messages. “There was too much heat,” Sosa said, so for several months last fall he decamped to Denver, where his mother lives.

“We were making more money over there than here,” Sosa said of Denver.

He credits the lack of competition and code enforcement.

His younger brother, Joshua, was helping him and suggested they stay in Colorado for good.

“We started something in Dallas and we need to finish it,” Sosa responded. “Our customers are waiting for us.”

He came back to Texas during the holiday season.

Sosa’s now in his fourth year, and his barbecue is only getting better.

Back in early February, I found Sosa in a Ross Dress for Less parking lot in West Dallas.

His business was limited to Saturdays and Sundays back then, but had gotten so popular that another mobile barbecue operation set up closer to the entrance of the sprawling parking lot, maybe hoping to funnel away business.

Sosa had a griddle fired up next to the cutting block for his signature brisket quesadillas.

They’re made on giant flour tortillas with ground ancho chiles mixed into the dough.

The quesadillas are absolutely stuffed with chopped brisket, shredded cheese, salsa verde, diced raw onion, and cilantro.

All the barbecue was impressive, but what he’s serving just a few months later is a big step up.

After moving to the more permanent spot at the Oak Cliff Korral, the hours for Sosa’s have expanded significantly to six days a week.

Sosa switches over to serving burgers after 6 p.m. on weekdays. The Sosa’s Special Burger is a double meat, double cheese patty melt with crisp bacon on Texas toast.

Grilled onions provide some sweetness, and the fresh grilled jalapeños give a little crunch and heat.

It comes with a side of tater tots and a drink for $18.

Loaded fries topped with cheese and chopped brisket are also available.

I stopped by for lunch on a recent Tuesday to find no line, and some spectacular barbecue.

Thick-cut slices of fatty brisket had the perfect doneness: The fat was soft, but not melted, and barely held together the tender beef.

Black bark from the oak smoke surrounded each well-seasoned slice.

The pork ribs were satisfyingly simple.

There’s no sauce or glaze and minimal black pepper, so the flavors of salted pork and smoke shine through.

The meat was easy to tear from the bone, but didn’t fall off.

The smoked turkey was juicy, though the bark was a bit chewy.

For a three-meat plate with two sides ($26), I’d include the plump jalapeño cheese links from Kiolbassa sausage.

Sweet and savory brisket beans and a creamy mac ’n’ cheese studded with chopped bacon and jalapeños were the only sides, and both were flavorful.

I loved the lime agua fresca Sosa makes (flavors rotate daily) in glass jars that sit in the ice chest among the canned drinks and bottled water.

Sosa’s skills have developed over four years of building his business, but I wondered where he got his passion for barbecue.

He said he learned to love it when working at the now-closed Post Oak Smokehouse in Irving.

He left the restaurant and Dallas to go earn bigger paychecks in the California oil fields.

Sosa bought his first smoker in 2016.

In 2020, a friend convinced him to stick with barbecue and work for himself.

Sosa put down a big deposit on the Bewley smoker he now cooks on.

“When you spend that type of money. . .” he said, indicating that the smoker investment meant the end of the old fields.

By the time the smoker and its trailer were complete, he had to borrow money from a friend to buy a truck to pull it all.

Then he just had to sell as much barbecue as possible.

“Being broke, that pushes you a lot,” he said.

“I always have the mentality waking up, ‘Hey we’re gonna sell out,’ ” Sosa told me.

He needs that positivity to keep him going, because he doesn’t get it from his family.

“The dumbest thing you ever did was the barbecue,” is the refrain from his grandparents, according to Sosa.

They can’t understand why he left what they saw as a good job in the oil fields.

He was living with them when he started Sosa’s Barbecue, but has since found his own place.

Sosa said the move to a legitimate setup has brought him peace, but hasn’t changed some minds.

“I thought my family was going to be proud of me,” he said.

Regardless, Sosa is closer to his goal.

“We’re not there to the brick-and-mortar yet, but this is a good stepping stone,” he said.

Sosa does have the longtime support of Marlene Gonzalez, an employee who has helped him serve through the lean, nomadic years.

His girlfriend, Jennifer Rangel, provides moral support, and runs the register and cleans restrooms when required.

Sosa has added more staff recently, like Jorge Ramos, who has now taken on some cooking and slicing duties.

“He reminds me of myself when I was starting to cook,” Sosa said.

The new employees give Sosa a sense of responsibility he didn’t have when he first opened.

Back then, he was happy making customers happy, often giving away many generous samples.

His accountant asked, “Are you running a charity or are you running a business?”

Now he’s making money,

but Sosa said his biggest blessing is his faithful customers.

His mission now is simple, he said: “I want to be of service.”

Sosa’s Barbecue 3900 W. Davis, Dallas Phone: 469-428-5667 Hours: Tuesday 6–midnight; Wednesday–Thursday 11–3 and 6–10; Friday 11–3 and 6–11; Saturday–Sunday noon–8 Pitmaster: Jamie Sosa Method: Oak in an offset smoker Year opened: 2020