#ooohhh I am so hurt

[sad-emo-dip-dye]

laying on my floor in silence cause I finally decided to read The Day I Picked Up Dazai…..

[hazy2k]

dear sparklecare/sparklecrit people whatever, please leave me and my friend the fuck alone. ive known her for more than 2 years and at no point has she ever done anything to hurt or violate me. i am not codependent with her, and if she were grooming and or manipulating me i would've figured that out a long time ago /gen

and if my word doesn't mean anything, i have friends who have known her for much longer than i have. they can confirm what she's like and i bet they'll tell you that shes nothing like how you describe. none of you have ANY right to make assumptions about things going on between the both of us. all she has done is express her beliefs about coping and trauma and you IMMEDIATELY bolt to plotting against her and talking about her behind her back. because thats all you know how to do. the words coming out of my mouth right now arent even my friend's, I WAS the one who even told her about all of this in the first place. all of you are spiteful and attention seeking. you cannot go a single day without some sort of discourse to get mad at. none of you care about actual victims, everythings just a big fucking joke

"OOOHHH LOOK AT ME IM A SPARKLECARE FAN!!!!!! LADIDADADAAAAA CHIMERAAAAA DUM DUMMITY DUM DUM PREBOOT #IMPROBLEMATIC WOOFLES!!!!!!! THEHEHEHEHEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! JIMMYYYYYYYYYYYY AHHAHAAAA JASMINEEEEEE"

SHUT THE FUCK UP. You are not emotionally mature. You're an irony poisoned loser on the internet who does nothing but make everything worse for everyone else. you do not have any room to speak when it comes to what happens in my life.

im sorry if im conflating people im just oh so done with this backwards ass community. cannot go a day without something like this going down in it. i hate using the label "terminally online" for people but this is literally what most of you are. do something better with your life. stop pestering us.

thank you

[ofstarsandvibranium]

Seven: Sunday

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Moon Boys x F!Reader

Summary: You’re a workaholic, but now that you’re on a week’s vacation, your lives are going to take FULL advantage of your presence aka the Moon Boys keep you in bed for a whole week.

Warning: smut - oral (male receiving), fingeringY

A/N: FINALLY! HERE'S THE LAST PART. SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!

Series Masterlist

You were still asleep when Marc woke up. You seemed to be really enjoying your time off from work. Unfortunately, it was your last day before you went back.

Marc snuggles up to your curled figure, spooning you from behind. He slips a hand under your sleep shirt just to feel more of you. He kisses the back of your neck and then your shoulder, thumb lightly caressing your skin.

His actions, though minor, stirs you awake.

"Marc?" you mumble, rubbing sleep from your eyes and looking over your shoulder.

"Mornin', honey, sorry I woke you," he replies in his morning voice that you always find super attractive.

You roll over to face him, scooting closer to him. You peck his lips and he hums. You go for another kiss and before you pull away, he pulls you closer, hand going behind and kneading your ass.

You tuck your face into the crook of his neck, "Don't wanna go back to work."

"Then don't. Take one more day off."

You sigh, "No. I really shouldn't. I've already gotten a load of things I have to do," you let out a deep breath, "How did this week go by so quick already?"

"It was a good week. We did a lot."

You snicker, "Yeah, a lot of fucking."

Marc chuckles, "To make up for all the sex we haven't been having since we've been so busy."

"I suppose. Regardless, it was nice to just relax with you boys," you pressed a kiss to Marc's bare chest and he hums, responding with a kiss to your head.

You fall asleep again in his arms.

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When you wake up again, Marc is up making brunch. He hears you get up and looks over your shoulder, "Your coffee/tea and food is on the table for you, baby."

You go over to him and kiss his cheek, "Thank you," you mumble and plop yourself at the table. You take a sip and smile. It's made just the way you like it.

Marc joins you at the table, both of you enjoying your drinks and food in a comfortable silence.

After both of you are finished eating, Marc goes out to grab some groceries for the week and you figured you'd get a start on some work emails.

That's how Marc found you when he came home. You were at the desk typing away on your laptop.

"Are you working?"

So absorbed in your work, you didn't even know Marc was back. You look over your shoulder, eyes wide like a deer in headlights, "...no."

He gives you a stern look, "Baby."

"It's just a few emails so I don't get overwhelmed tomorrow."

He shakes his head with a chuckle. He places all of the groceries on the counters and proceeds to put them all away. When he finishes, he grabs a glass of water and brings it to you. You look up at him from your seat with a smile, "Thank you."

He bends down and pecks you lips. Before he can walk away, you grab hold of his arm, "Wait. Stay."

He cocks a brow, "Do you want me to stand here or-"

You roll your eyes and get up from your chair. You push him into it and you take a spot on his lap.

"So clingy," he jokes, poking your side and kissing your back. He rests his chin on your shoulder and watches as you type to several correspondences for work. You wiggle in his lap just trying to get a little more comfortable and his grips your hip, "Careful there, sweetheart."

"Why? Am I hurt-ooohhh," you look over you shoulder with a grin, "Are you seriously getting turned on from this?"

He shrugs, "Seeing you go all boss woman is very attractive."

You hum and continue to type away on your laptop. You proceed to wiggle a little more, causing Marc's breath to hitch, "Baby," he says in a warning tone.

With one last send, you stand from your spot and turn to straddle Marc's lap. Your arms wrap around his neck and his hands rest on your hips like before.

You lean in, nose bumping against his, "Hi."

"Hi. You done?"

"For now."

"Why'd you stop?"

"Couldn't stop thinking about your dick poking into me."

"Huh. We should probably do something about that."

"Yeah, I guess we should," you mumble before pressing your lips to his. Marc's hand immediately move from your hips to cup your ass, kneading it as you rock back and forth against him. Through the sweats he changed into, you already feel how hard he is.

You pulled him out with ease, one hand wrapping around him while the other weaves into his hair. He groans against your lips as you begin to pump him up and down.

"So fucking good," he murmurs against your lips. His hands slide up your thighs and plays with the band of your underwear. You were still in the sleep shirt you wore to bed.

You proceed to climb off Marc's lap and he groans from the lack of contact. You snort, "Relax. I want to thank you for how well you and the boys treated me this week."

You lower to your knees and pull Marc's pants and underwear completely down. You wrap your fingers around him again but add your mouth to the mix.

You take him into your suck on only the tip. You look up and watch Marc throw his head back in pleasure. He looks back down at you, your eyes staring up at his as you take more of him.

"Fuuuck. That's it," he places a hand behind your head and gently pushes you forward.

He keeps his hand there as you bob your head up and down his length. You fondle with his balls a bit and it really gets him going.

"Just like that, baby. Fuck, like that," he thrusts his hips forward, holding your head in place as he fucks your mouth.

You stare up at Marc as he watches your mouth take him and you can tell he's close from the way his thrusts become more erratic.

He pulls himself out and you gasp for air. Your hands are on him again, pumping him while your mouth is open.

"Shit, shit! Fuuu-" you smile as he cums all over your face and hands. He slumps back into the chair, but holds out his hands so he could help you stand.

He watches you in a post orgasmic haze as you grab a tissue from your desk and wipe your face and hands.

You chuckle at how wrecked he looks, "You okay?"

"Yeah, honey. Thanks."

You snicker, "No, thank you for this week. It was fun."

He nods, "Take more vacations so we can do it more."

"No promises," you lovingly pat his cheek and go to the bathroom to thoroughly clean yourself up.

When you come back out, Marc is back in the kitchen acting as if you weren't just on your knees for him with his dick in your mouth.

"Hungry?" you ask as you open the fridge and start pulling ingredients out.

The two of you work in a comfortable silence as you make food together.

Opposed to the past week, the rest of day isn't filled with more lust filled activities. Rather, you and Marc, with Steven occasionally popping in, spend your time cuddling, watching tv, and just enjoying the peace before you go back to your chaotic work life.

It's the best way to end your vacation week.

[icrypop]

I am sorry but I can't help but put this here is some flowers 😨😨🥲😔😔😔🌺🌺🌺🌺🌸🌸🌸

Ok so y'know how the whole reading dying for a second time how about we escalate that to FOUR TIMES YES FOURTH TIME🤭 (lol they really gonna have some trauma lol 😋👌) and reader still is able to live but has a hard time trying to cope with it ( poor y/n) but that's nothing for what the Yandere lovesick team is feeling 😭😭😭😭

Just imagine them creating a plan with the parents still freaking out and haveing a mental breakdown for the forth time that day creating a plan that reader should just stay in the graveyard for the rest of the time that their in the phantom realm

And ofc it's the team is yandere because who doesn't love yanderes 🤭😃☺️👌but do what makes you feel comfortable ofc and TAKE YO TIME ❗️❗️❗️❗️

-by ohmydearesthowiluvu72 ☆(≧∀≦*)ﾉ

Poly! Yandere! SBG Gang x reader who dies 4 times

The Gang!

Warnings: Extreme yandere tendencies, possessiveness, manipulation, veiled threats

OOOhhh jeez this wassss a good request! Im so sleepy guys lmao buuuttt im almost through with th requests, then ill make the announcements :') ANywayyy hope this meets expectations!

-Writer Icy<3

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The tension in the air after the fourth time the reader dies is suffocating. Each death shakes the Yandere School Bus Graveyard gang to their core, and with every life-threatening moment, their fear of losing the reader forever becomes unbearable. 

But the fourth time? The reader’s seemingly miraculous ability to cling to life begins to take its toll on both them and the gang. The reader, worn down physically and emotionally, struggles with the trauma of dying again and again. Each time they come back, it’s harder to find peace in the world around them. Sleep is elusive, memories of each near-death weighing heavily on their chest, making it hard to breathe. 

But for the gang? Their love and obsession take a darker turn. Witnessing the reader's deaths leaves them unstable, hearts racing with anxiety and a need to protect. Something in their minds snaps. They can’t let it happen again. They **won’t** let it happen again. 

Yandere Gang’s Reaction After the Fourth Death:

Ashlynn:

Ashlynn’s breakdown is quiet but devastating. She paces back and forth, wringing her hands until her knuckles turn white. Every time she closes her eyes, she can still see the reader’s lifeless body. It's a replay in her head that she can't turn off. She becomes obsessed with the idea that they need to keep the reader isolated, constantly muttering under her breath about ways to keep them safe. 

“Away from everyone… from the danger… no one can hurt them in the graveyard.”

She starts sketching out plans in her notebook, a frantic scrawl detailing how they’ll live in the bus graveyard. “It’s safer there. We’ll make sure they never have to leave. Ever.” Her obsession with protecting the reader takes over every thought, and she clutches her notebook like it’s the key to their survival.

Ashlynn’s hands tremble as she clutches the reader’s face, her eyes wild with desperation. “You can’t leave us again,” she whispers, her voice breaking. “I won’t survive it. None of us will. You belong with us now.”

She presses her forehead to theirs, her breath coming in shallow gasps as tears spill down her cheeks. “We’ll protect you. We’ll keep you safe. No more dying. No more pain.”

---

Tyler:

Tyler is furious—at the Phantom Realm, at the world, at everything that keeps pulling the reader back into danger. His anger is overwhelming, and he spends hours punching the side of the abandoned buses, his fists bleeding. He can’t control the rage he feels for being powerless every time the reader dies. But beneath all the anger, there’s fear. Fear that one day, the reader won’t come back.

“We have to lock them away,” Tyler says, his voice gruff but laced with desperation. “No more risks. No more chances. We keep them with us, where they belong. Forever.”

Tyler is the first to suggest that the reader never leave the bus graveyard. He’s willing to do anything, even if it means confining them. As long as the reader is alive, that’s all that matters.

Tyler pulls the reader close, his grip almost too tight, his chest heaving with barely restrained anger. “I swear, if anything tries to take you from me again, I’ll destroy it,” he growls. “I don’t care what I have to do. You’re staying with us.”

He buries his face in their neck, his lips brushing their skin as he speaks, his voice low and possessive. “You belong to me—to all of us. Don’t even think about leaving again.”

---

Taylor:

Taylor has been crying nonstop since the reader’s fourth death. The fear of losing them has shattered her completely. She can't handle the thought of watching them die again. Her normally confident demeanor is gone, replaced by a fragile, scared version of herself. She clings to the reader, holding them too tightly, not wanting to let go even for a second.

“We need to stay in the graveyard. It’s safe there,” she whispers, her voice shaky. “We’ll make it home. We won’t let anything hurt you again.”

Her possessiveness deepens as she becomes more attached, unwilling to let the reader out of her sight. Taylor's need for control grows stronger, fueled by the fear of ever seeing the reader disappear again.

---

Aiden:

Aiden’s calm, composed facade finally cracks after the fourth time the reader dies. He tries to stay calm and fake a smile, but his hands tremble, and there’s a haunted look in his eyes. “This can’t keep happening,” he murmurs, pacing the floor of the bus. His mind races with thoughts on how to keep the reader safe, and he becomes consumed with the idea of trapping them in the graveyard permanently.

“We can make it comfortable,” he insists to the others. “No more risks. If they stay here, they’ll live. We’ll make sure of it.”

Aiden begins drawing up plans for turning the graveyard into a livable space, obsessively organizing every detail. He’s determined that the reader will never leave again—and he’ll make sure they’re kept safe, no matter the cost.

Aiden’s fingers trace the outline of the reader’s wrist, his touch light but filled with silent possessiveness. “We’re never letting you go,” he murmurs, his eyes dark with unspoken threats. “Not this time. You’re ours now.”

His lips curve into a smile, cold and sharp, as he leans in close. “We’ll keep you safe. No one will take you away from us. Not ever again.”

---

Ben:

Ben’s response is chillingly silent. He hasn’t spoken much since the fourth time the reader died, his mind spinning with dark thoughts. Ben’s anger has always simmered beneath the surface, but now it’s boiling over. He’s not just angry at anyone who looks at the reader—he’s angry at the world itself for trying to take them away.

“We’ll keep them hidden,” Ben finally says, his voice eerily calm and out of earshot.

His possessiveness intensifies as he starts planning how to keep the reader hidden from the world. Ben is the one who suggests using the bus graveyard as a permanent home, a place where the reader will never be in danger again—and no one will ever find them.

---

Logan:

Logan’s reaction is all-consuming guilt. Each time the reader dies, it feels like a piece of him dies with them. He believes that if he were stronger, faster, smarter, he could have prevented it. Now, his guilt mixes with desperation. He’s the one who suggests that they don’t just live in the graveyard—they trick the reader into staying on one of the buses.

“No one will find them there,” Logan says, his voice shaking. “We can seal it off. They’ll be safe. We can protect them.”

Logan’s willingness to imprison the reader comes from a place of overwhelming fear. He’s terrified that the next time they die, it will be for real. And he can’t live in a world without them.

---

The Plan:

The gang agrees unanimously that the reader must be kept in the bus graveyard, away from the dangers of the Phantom Realm and the real world. They can’t risk losing the reader again. They become obsessed with transforming the graveyard into a permanent home, where the reader can live in isolation with them.

Each member of the gang takes on a different role—Aiden and Ashlynn make the plans, Tyler and Ben handle the physical labor, and Taylor and Logan ensure that the reader never tries to leave. Every time the reader expresses discomfort or fear, they’re met with soft reassurances and veiled threats. 

“This is for your own good,” they all say, their voices filled with devotion. “We won’t let anything happen to you again. You’re safe now.”

The reader’s trauma from dying multiple times only makes them more vulnerable, and the gang takes advantage of that vulnerability, keeping them close at all times. They’ve already lost the reader too many times—they won’t let it happen again.

Ever.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Delta anon here again and I am loving these most recent posts. I have many ideas now.

For one, if Color was distressed enough about not knowing how Killer is doing, I feel like Delta and Epic would let him call - under the exception that they are allowed to listen in. Color obviously protests this, but they refuse to budge. Because although they do want Color to recover from the abuse and manipulation he's going through with Killer, they also know how bad his panic attacks get when he thinks a loved one is dead. But the immediate minute Killer starts guilt tripping, one single word about it, one of them physically takes the phone away and hangs up while the other restrains Color from stopping him. No hesitation.

And if he sneaks out? Oh, buddy. You have an engineer for a friend. You bet your ASS that Delta somehow managed to put a location chip on him somehow - phone, hoodie, pocket, you name it. He managed to put it in - and incredibly well hidden. So if Color sneaks out? Once they wake up and realize he's gone, they follow Delta's tracker straight to him.

Obviously once they get Color back (and once Delta and Beta are allowed their time of beating the shit out of Killer and probably psychologically fucking him over a bit, too), they first check to make sure he's ok. Then they launch straight into scolding him for it. Because really, what the fuck? We understand that you're worried for him and that you miss him, but that wasn't ok. You need to be ok with not being able to peek over Killer's shoulder (hypervigilance) 24/7 to make sure he isn't doing anything wrong. You can live without him and he can live without you.

Now this is probably about when Color starts trying to defend Killer, or get out of it somehow. They shut that bullshit down instantly.

Delta calls it as it is. It's abusive, toxic and manipulative. And although Color hates it - deep down, he knows they're right. He won't ever admit it to himself, but he knows that if Delta or Epic were somehow in this situation, he would call it what it is, too.

Epic takes a gentler approach, knowing Delta can definitely speak for the both of them, so he focuses more on making sure Color is ok at the moment and isn't getting too upset. He steps in when needed, but let's Delta do the most of the talking. Because Beta is telling him exactly what to say and how it's abusive. Because unfortunately, poor Beta knows what an abusive relationship is like.

Color, of course, would probably try to flip it - he'd try to play therapist again, asking how Delta/Beta knew about abuse, why did they? Yeah, that wouldn't fly either. That also gets shut down very quickly.

The road trip would last a very long time. The bigger a fight Color puts up, the longer it lasts. And then some on the way back. Because like hell are they gonna be letting Killer near right now. They love Color way too much to just sit on the sidelines and watch him be abused and manipulated by a mass murderer.

Oh hello again delta anon so happy to see you!! /gen

Also may i propose some bits of Ekko vs Jinx for either Cross vs Killer or Delta vs Killer.

cuz like. the exhausted walk, the death glare and sneer, the unhinged giggle, and “ooohhh..look who it is! the boy SAVIOR!” either that or ekko can be murder/dust protecting color & delta all the possibilities. or just good old delta protecting color & epic.

(But for my own sanity im gonna say it doesnt manage to ever come to this type of confrontation. please i cant take it i need them to go back to being themselves!! 😭) (thats a lie i love the drama of it all lmao)

and of course delta put a tracker on color lmao. get chipped idiot.

and like..imagine that color has a hard time putting seeing himself as completely blameless simply because killer made him into a forced perpetrator. and hes like i said that or i did that and i hurt him and delta & beta have to remind him of not only the context surrounding all of it—how killer pushed and pushed and manipulated—but also point out that killer and chara and nightmare had this exact same shit going on.

if color can claim killer wasnt to blame for what chara and nightmare made him do, then how can he be to blame for what killer made him do. breaking that cycle baby hell yeah.

oh i wonder how itll all end. Will it keep escalating, will it just be a period of enforced no contact between color and killer until killers able to get it together. or will color and killer run off eventually.

aw god imagine colors interactions with stage 1. id imagine he didnt have a clue what’s going on really—what would he ever think this was okay? where did the logic come from?—and also id imagine hed have missing gaps between the memories of color comforting him and the memories of color punishing him—why? what happened? whywhy? this cant be real what did he do?

because through it all stage 1 would immediately jump to the conclusion that he did something. he cant say why—he doesnt understand, what was he thinking? he cant connect with his other stage’s logic—and yet theres also this sense of..fear. around color.

which is thinks is fucking stupid hes the reason it even happened at all. and the whole thing sets stage 1 back entire leaps and bounds in his process and he keeps his mouth fucking shut and tries force himself to deal with the guilt and shame and misguided fear and ooh all the drama.

hmm does anyone have any ideas for what happens with stage 1 or what just happens next 🤔

[doctorsiren]

Ooohhh December, how I wish I could remember, the truth in that elevator the time is almost out, oh oh December, I could’ve been a defender but instead I’ve become a monster say goodbye to the turnaboutttt

I LISTENED TO THIS SONG ON REPEAT FOR AN ENTIRETY OF A 6 HOUR FLIGHT I LOVE YOU AND YOUR MUSIC

Also

he never cared about me he corrupted my soul, and turned me into someone whom knows only how to hurt, yet I feel that I deserve the edge of the blade that’s all I am worrrttthh

lol the Edgeworth joke, also I love in the beginning of those lines when Edgeworth is like realizing “yeah he just wanted me to become this so he could get revenge on my father” YHATS HEARTBREAKING JESUS, it’s such a good line in the song basically making Edgeworth realize that MVK never cared about him and I love it and you thank you for this amazing piece of art

THE ENTIRETY OF A SIX HOUR FLIGHT?!?! IM GOING INSANE /POS

I’m so glad you enjoy the song! Hearing the positive responses to it has been so wonderful and it makes me so happy to see! I loved putting name puns in the song (like Karmic retribution, and the line of I don’t deserve that (w)right) 😁 very happy people have noticed

[ominous-auburn-orbs]

Oooo Royalteeth fic thought The whole circus cast escape the digital circus with Caine included but he gets all confused and memory loss like Pomni and the others did when they entered the digital world.

The first thing he decides to do when seeing Kinger is go “Wowzers your cute looking!” And him getting flushed when Kinger tells him they’re dating

Sorry for making you wait a week, hope this makes up for it!

They had found the exit. It was real. They could leave. Finally, they would be free. The others had gone through the door already, and Caine had confirmed that they hadn't been sent to the void. They hadn't been sent anywhere in the circus.

Despite the freedom he had so longed for being right in front of him, Kinger hesitated. He turned back and found Caine looking on from a distance, hat in his hands and a melancholic expression on his face.

"Caine? Aren't you coming with us?" Kinger fully turned away from the exit, glancing back to make sure it wouldn't suddenly disappear.

"I would love to. More than anything," Caine sighed, "but I'm not sure I can. You all had bodies, you were all people. I'm just an AI, I can't leave this place."

Kinger reached out a hand and held onto Caine's. "You'll never know if you don't try." Caine still looked doubtful. "Please? I want you with me on the other side."

"You do?" His quiet voice was answered with an earnest nod. "D-do you think Bubble can come too? I admit I have grown pretty attached to them..."

It was Kinger's turn to doubt. "Well, we can bring them, but I'm not sure what they'll be. I mean, you're clearly sentient, and Bubble... is a bit less so." Seeing Caine's expression fall, he continues to reassure him. "But, it still won't hurt to try."

Bubble flew out of Caine's hat. "You hear that, Bubble? You can come with us!"

"Ooohhh, really?! Where are we going?"

The ringmaster rubbed his thumb across Kinger's hand. "Home. We're going home."

Placing his hat back on his head, Caine walked towards the exit door with Kinger, a tight grip on his gloved hand. With a final hopeful look a into each other's eyes, the two stepped into the real world, leaving the circus behind.

"Ughh... where am I?" Caine groaned as he picked himself up off the floor. A dusty headset lay abandoned on a nearby desk, with an old computer alongside it. On the screen, a highly saturated image of a circus tent was shown before the computer turned itself off. Caine felt a great sense of finality, but he couldn't quite discern why.

The high roof and grey carpet were joined by white walls, one of them with the letters 'C&A' on it in blue writing. Around him, there were other people as well. They felt familiar, and all of them stared at him in disbelief, but none of them could work up the courage to say anything. Caine felt a weight in his pocket and reached inside, pulling out a tamagotchi. It had a light blue shell with a bubble pattern, with the creature on the screen being a sphere of sorts with sharp teeth and black dots for eyes. A little unsettling, yet he still liked it. He felt strangely connected to it.

"Oh- oh my God... we're out- we got out!" An older man with greying hair and a purple robe draped across his shoulders looked around the room in ecstatic surprise. "Although I don't think I was wearing this when I put on the headset- but who cares, Caine, we're free!"

The man turned to him and Caine felt his chest fill with a pleasant ache. That must be his name, yes. He became more certain as moments passed, bringing a few more memories back to him. He was a ringmaster, which would explain his somewhat extravagant outfit. And he was supposed to know these people, too.

"Forgive me if I'm dampening the mood here, but who are you all?" Caine gave the man before him a once-over, his tone becoming far more flirtatious. "Especially you. Who are you?~"

Panic was clear in the eyes of the performers- performers? Right, of course! He would lead and host and such, while they did all the real entertaining. The details were still missing, but he knew he liked his troop regardless.

"Did- do you not remember?" He sounded so hurt. Caine didn't want him to be hurt. "I-I'm Kinger. Your boyfriend? Please, you can't do this to me!"

"M-my boyfriend?!" The ringmaster was not as surprised as he expected to be. He already knew that, didn't he? It still didn't stop the heat from rising in his cheeks, though.

"Yes!" Kinger pointed to the others around them. "That's Jax, that's Ragatha, oh and of course Pomni, and I believe that's Gangle, and over there is Zooble! Do you remember? Is any of this familiar?"

It was. As Kinger had continued down the list, Caine was already predicting the names he would say next. He knew these people. He loved these people.

"Caine... I can't believe you came with us." Pomni's outfit was more casual than what he remembered it being, but she still had the usual colours. The girl seemed unsure of what to do, so she gently held onto Caine's hand. He knew it was an honour for her to be comfortable with touching someone. "I was already starting to miss you before you came through. Please don't forget like I did. Even now, I can't remember a lot of my old life, but I remember the circus. I remember you."

She let go of his hand, and that's when it finally came back to him. All of who he was, who his friends were, all that he had loved and lost, he remembered it all. Caine put a gloved hand to his face, realising only then the strangeness of it. It was flesh.

"I- I'm human. I can be with you all. We can be safe! Happy!" He continued to feel across his face, his joy being overrun by mildly disgusted confusion. "Although, this will take some getting used to. Ohhh, my eyes are outside of my mouth, my mouth is very small, I don't like that- goodness, that's a lot of skin- wait."

He locked eyes with Kinger, who had tears of joy brimming in his own. The love of his digital and now real life, still as beautiful as ever.

"If we both have lips now... then I can finally do this!" Caine pulled Kinger close by the front of his robe, kissing him as if he would die if they were to separate.

The others swiftly took this opportunity to tend to each other and get used to having their old bodies again, but they were glad Caine's amnesia was only temporary.

"Hey, um, we're gonna start searching for a way out of here, w-we'll come back to get you two when, uh... yeah," Gangle told them, clearly feeling a bit awkward about interrupting their moment, but finding entertainment in it regardless, eventually ripping her eyes away to join her friends in their search.

The two finally pulled away from each other, if only by a short distance. "Do you want go with them?" Kinger asked.

"Not yet, my darling. I want to stay with you." They kissed again, with Caine's arms now wrapped securely around Kinger's torso while Kinger moved his hands up and down the ringmaster's back.

Considering how many holes there were in all of their memories, readjusting was going to be rather difficult, but they would find a way. They'd already been through the hardest things reality and beyond could throw at them. For the first time in a very long time, the group had hope.

[lady-quen]

I have decided to play around with the rpg battle chatter idea I've seen @the-desert-beast do, so, here's Mael's. I'll post Numen's separately later. Tagging whoever sees this and wants to do this :D

Greetings:

Negative rep:

"Yes?"

"What?"

*stares silently*

"Let's get straight to business."

"Oh?" (snarky)

Neutral rep:

"Greetings."

"Do you need something?"

"Can I help you?"

*nods*

Positive rep:

"Greetings."

"Ah, look who it is."

"It is good to see you."

"Missed my company?"

"At your service, within reason of course."

Special: greeting sylvari

"Hello, little one." (greeting saplings)

"Far from home, mm?"

"Doing well out there?"

Special: greeting Priory

"Ah! What brings you here?"

"Any particularly riveting expeditions lately?"

"How's research?"

*chuckles* "Ah, yes. My people."

"Need some backup?"

"Didn't I see you on one of my lectures?" (When teaching history / post-SotO)

Farewells:

"Farewell."

"Stay safe."

"Don't let your guard down." (if in hostile territory)

"See you around."

*nods*

Entering combat:

"You really want to do this, huh?"

*cackles* "Are you brave or stupid?"

"Shall we dance?"

"Good. I need enrichment."

"Do you know who I am?"

"Someone's eager to the grave."

Leaving combat:

"Pathetic!"

"There are kinder ways of suicide."

"Waste of time."

"I'd say better luck next time, but alas."

"I don't have time for this."

Landing a crit:

"Suffer!"

"Hear the bell yet?"

"Oh? Did that hurt?"

"At least try to entertain me!"

"Your focus is slipping."

*ominous laughter*

Taking a crit:

"Argh -"

"Heh... good one."

"Did that stroke your ego?"

"Matching my pace..?"

*hiss of pain*

"Kitten's got claws."

Enemy Killed:

"Lights out."

"Pathetic."

"It's over."

"Don't know what they expected..."

Combo chatter:

"Keep it up!"

"Groovy!"

"You've got some moves!"

*whistles*

"Don't you fall behind, now!"

"Ace it, soldier!"

Special combo chatter: if partied with Maolmuire (@commanderteag):

"Out to make me blush, nightlight?"

"Finally putting your back in it."

*laughing* "Yes! I love it!"

"Ooh! Puppy's got fangs!"

"I trust you've got my back?"

"You know, red looks good on you."

Victory:

"Well, that was easy."

"All in a day's work."

"Everything according to plan."

"Almost broke a sweat there, for a second."

"Good work, soldier."

Low health:

"Heh...*coughs* don't let this get to your head."

"Underestimate me.. at your peril."

"I've been through worse."

"A taste of my own blood? Keeps things exciting."

"Do your worst!"

*deranged laughter*

Upon "Death" (if "killed" with regular weaponry)

"Oh you're in.. for a surprise..."

"Don't - don't you know what I am?"

"...I can keep going like this... can you?"

"I'd take this chance to run, if I were you."

"Ooohhh... if you could see the look on your face."

*pain-crazed laughter*

Upon Death (if killed with specific weaponry)

"Wh - what..? Me? Like this?

"Wait... but I - I promised her I'd see her -"

"You - *wheezes* you severed it."

"C-cold... I haven't felt cold in..."

"Maolmuire? Where's... Maolmuire..?"

"It's getting quiet. Huh... please... talk to me..."

Special: If Maolmuire dies

"MAOL!"

"NO! What have you done?!"

"You'll fucking pay for this! I swear you'll fucking pay!"

"No, no no - I can't lose him, I can't -"

"Eyes up, nightlight. Look. At. Me. I'll handle this, just hold on - please..!"

*anguished scream of rage*

[callmehere-iwillappear]

rec list (last updated: 10/22/23)

aka 'if you liked [cmh] you might also like [insert other really good fic here]' bc there are So Many amazing fics out there good lird

few things. first off if you see a disaster twins bias no you don't. second i tried to find all the authors' tumblrs but there were some i couldn't - if you know any of the ones i missed let me know!

aaand third, there are just. SO many good fics i ended up splitting things up. this is the rec post for multi chapter fics, here's the one shot rec post

Multichapter Fics

Complete

A Twin Thing (@minumi-chan)

Four times Donatello rejects Leo's notion of them being twins, and the once (and future) time he embraces it.

GOD THE TWINS EVER.... funny in parts but also hurts in the best possible way and thankfully has a happy ending to soothe the pain. i literally love them so much

Because We Could Not Stop For Death (@turtleinsoup)

After Leo dies, Donnie builds an android of his twin. After Leo dies, he comes back. He does. And Donnie will not ever let him go again.

very very very very VERY heavy please mind the warnings but god. god. another take on the 'leo dies in the prison dimension' concept that btw WILL make you cry. like a lot. absolutely incredible study of grief. i am never going to be the same person after reading this

coming right on back for you (@taizi)

Rise!Mikey’s portal in the prison dimension takes Leo a little bit farther than he meant for it to. 12!Mikey finds a familiar-looking stranger.

soooo full disclosure i haven't actually watched 2012 tmnt. that said even without that, this fic rules. incredibly soft and heartwarming. i love them

Corrupted Upgrade (@dandylovesturtles)

His brothers think they don't need him anymore? Well, fine. He doesn't need them either. The old Donatello is gone. He'll build a new one. One that will make them regret they ever threw him aside. Building things is what he's good at, after all.

i can't say too much without spoiling the twist, but oh MAN guys it's real good. come get your donnie hurt/comfort juice rn. also for a hurt/comfort fic it has NO RIGHT being so funny so often

Dimensions Apart & Home Again

"Who said I'm hiding?" Leo scoffs. Normally he wouldn't take such a sharp tone, but he's tired and not in the mood for what he feels to be an interrogation in his own bedroom. "You all know where I am. I live here, remember?" “Yeah, very funny. And you know where we live. But nobody's seen you for two weeks.”

ooohhh post movie hurt/comfort my beloved... leo is isolating and donnie kicks his ass. metaphorically. mostly. meanwhile raph and mikey are also having a certified Bad Time but it's okay they all get comfort by the end

Havoc, Thy Name is Donnie

Donnie accidentally turns himself into a child while experimenting with mystic power. It's cute until Donnie gets his hands on his older self's tech and then it's really uncute and Leo and S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. are having a heart attack.

child donnie is an absolute MENACE and it's INCREDIBLE. terrorizes leo. terrorizes shelldon. terrorizes some random criminals. terrorizes april. terrorizes draxum. all in the course of a single day. 12/10

how to get very good at juggling (@radishhqueen)

The Krang invasion put a couple of things in perspective for April. One of them was how much she wanted her parents to meet the Hamatos. The only difficult part is…getting her parents to meet the Hamatos.

the turtles meet april's parents! it goes... about as well as can be expected. REALLY good april centric post movie fic

little kid with a big death wish (@remedyturtles)

Leo's mind rebelled against the sensation. The heaviness burst into awareness, body, limbs, lungs, blinking. The middle distance he'd apparently been staring in focused. Leo was awake. Leo was aware. Leo was alive. Being alive wasn't something he thought he'd be.

genuinely don't think i could ever recommend this fic enough. mind the warnings as it does get very heavy but. god. idk how to express how much this fic means to me in just a few sentences but like. you'll understand if you read it (also for. an actual summary: post movie recovery fic with a side of extra leo)

Nothing Haunts Us (like the things we don't say)

The boys learn the hard way that truths can hurt. Well, some of them.

truth spellllll you love to see it! lotta post movie angst + some good comfort at the end + bonus the boys actually being emotionally vulnerable and talking about their issues (even if it's not 100% by choice)

Trial and Error (@apatheticrobots)

Leo ends up in the past. This changes some things.

YES the healing (well. eventually).... big fan of the leos' dynamic in this one. also that One Scene (the one with the animatic. if you know you know) gives me goosebumps EVERY time good god

Unfinished business

When one dies leaving something undone, there's a belief, that they do not go gentle into that good night. They linger on until they've finished what they couldn't while alive. And for four turtles, that business is using the Poltergeist movie as inspiration.

bad future ending but make it HILARIOUS. tldr the future turtles haunt the SHIT out of the krang. that's all i'm giving you because that's all you should need. they fucking rick roll them. please

Use Only For Intended Purpose (me!)

That's probably not how mind melds are supposed to work.

sorry for reccing my own fic do you still love me /j BUT FR if you like post movie disaster twins hurt/comfort with a side of dream sharing. i got u

Where in the World is Neon Leon?

Leo practices portalling on his own. This is not a good idea for many, many reasons.

set over the course of the show + the movie! aka leo trying so so hard to be seen as reliable and getting incredibly fucked up over it. also making new friends

write this down on my headstone (it wasn't what i hoped for) (@bottledovercast)

it’s as he drifts listlessly through the cold-as-shit hellscape that leo’s willing to admit, maybe this wasn’t what raph meant. aka: i do not believe for one second that there were No Problems in between getting leo out of the prison dimension and the final scene of the movie.

i genuinely do not know how to do this one justice with words. it's written impeccably and the hurt/comfort is just. chefs kiss. please read it (+ has a sequel now that's also absolutely incredible!)

In progress

At My Worst (@teainthesnow)

Future Leo ends up back in time, stuck in the body of his younger self, who is still conscious but trapped within his mind.

genuinely LOVE this concept like there's a lot of (really good) future leo goes back in time fics but i'm pretty sure this is the only one i've read with them sharing a body? god the dynamic is. SO good. one of my fave future leo + present leo dynamics ever tbh. just. chefs kiss

I May Be Invisible, But I Still Look Good (@dandylovesturtles)

Leo is cursed by a mystic whatever thingy. But don't worry guys, he's totally got this! Getting back into his body? Easy peasy. (He hopes it will be easy peasy.)

will smith poses fellow ghost(ish) leo fic my beloved! ngl this one kinda has a special place in my heart so i May be biased BUT even aside from that it's just. so good. the premise is so interesting and it's written super well and in character and also i would like to give leo a hug PLEASE GOOD GOD

I'm Sorry, Teenage Mutant What Now? (@tangledinink)

When Hamato Yoshi is presented with the chance to return to the surface with his sons and give them a 'normal' life as humans, he takes it. He didn't think that they would forget about that whole turtle thing. But it seems kind of too late to tell them now. Surely they won't find out any other way, right?

human au! ... kind of. actually brooches au but they THINK they're human which is fine until, y'know, it's not. currently in the 'not' part of the fic and it's just going really great for everyone! you love to see it

In Which Donnie and Leo Make Themselves Everyone Else's Problem in an NYC That Isn't Even Their Own

It was a huge mistake on the Kraang's part to kidnap the wrong half of the wrong set of brothers and leave behind two very worried twins. And not just any twins. The disaster twins.

another crossover with 12tmnt which. again i have not seen, but like. this fic is just. REALLY good. it's set pre movie so there's not that trauma, it's literally just the twins fucking the 12 kraang up and living up to their nickname while the 12 turtles (and rise mikey and raph) look on in horror

i think i would prefer the prison dimension (@purplecatghostposts)

Leo gets sent to the Kraang Apocalypse Future that he really didn’t want to think about. Future Leo, Mikey, and Donnie are absolutely baffled by him. Nobody is happy.

you've heard of future leo in the present, now get ready for: present leo in the future! he gets dragged into the apocalypse instead of getting pulled out of the prison dimension back to his brothers and boy he is, understandably, Not Thrilled!

Last Grain of Sand in the Hourglass (@last-hourglass)

The one where the Hamato family is freaking the fuck out, Leo is lost in the Prison Dimension, and a very-time-displaced Leonardo refuses to leave his younger self behind. (Oh, and there may be some mystic hauntings afoot. You know, the usual result of messing with the space-time continuum.)

future leo gets saved while present leo stays in the prison dimension! there's A Lot going on in this one and half of it is BIG spoilers but just. oh my god. this shit is SO well written i am eating it

Mikey's Jam-Packed, Guaranteed to Get Donnie's Memory Back, Friendship Tour!

Donnie wakes up without his memory one day and everyone panics. They're just going to have to jog his memory the old-fashioned way! Through the power of friendship! [And a small (I was wrong. A very large) degree of violence and shenanigans]

donnie gets amnesia and SO SO MANY shenanigans ensue. also a tiny bit of angst but it's fine

Minor Interference (@bambiraptorx)

The turtles accept Draxum's offer to train them. Little does he know that they're only going to use it mess with him.

haha draxum accidental dad moments... well okay not entirely just yet but he's getting there! the turtles are PEAK teenager literally just causing problems on purpose and it's incredible

Mutant Ninja Midlife Crisis (@mutantninjamidlifecrisis)

In the midst of attempting to make peace with his death at the hands of the Krang, Master Leonardo is suddenly yeeted over two decades into the past, courtesy of his little brother.

YEAAHHH another future leo fic! mans gets dropped into the past and IMMEDIATELY kidnapped and brainwashed so things are going great (it's fine he gets better. you know how it is)

odd man out (@threestripeslider)

The one where Future!Leo somehow managed to luck out on a one in a million mere millisecond chance of a freak glitch in the space-time continuum that sends him back into the present, where the Invasion has been successfully driven back. And it looks like it was a one-way ticket travel.

DAD FUTURE LEO MY BELOVED.... he really took one look at these kids and said is anyone else gonna give them a third (3) dad and did not wait for an answer. also big fan of casey's high school adventures LMAO

Power Up

Leo also gets healing hands like his 2k12 counterpart. Sadly, they end up backfiring on him. Who needs to know though?

leo taking 'it's not about me' to the extreme. good god please get this kid some therapy and self worth. the AGONIES

The Lemonade Leak (@turtleinsoup)

The one in which Leo can’t sleep without his swords, because there is a monster in his room, pretending to be Donnie.

oh man. oh MAN. legit one of my fave fics out there. i'm not usually a big thriller person but this one GETS ME + the way the author writes the different perspectives is just. chefs kiss. genuinely has me on the edge of my seat every single update

The Neon Void

Five years. It's been five years. Hamato Leonardo was back. But he was no longer who he once was.

krangified leo! ... sort of. absolutely delicious angst and also i want to rattle leo's brothers. TALK TO EACH OTHER

Three-Sided Coin (@leglessstreetlights)

Highly self-indulgent fic where I put Leo, Future!Leo, and TurtleTot!Leo in the same room until they hug

what the description says! room is a bit of a stretch and present leo is fresh out of the prison dimension So There's That. some really sweet moments in this one though. tiny leo my beloved

this year we lost our dear brother leonardo

The aftermath of the Krang, and of pulling Leo out of the portal. 90% comfort and silly banter.

this is a series not a single wip but i'm saying it counts because i love it a lot. hope this helps <3 yeah what it says on the tin. immediately post movie family hours you love to see it

Times Five

Leo gets struck by a mystic beam that splits him into five parts of himself; literally.

god the TWIST. still losing my mind over it. the whole thing honestly. lotta dealing with leo's complicated emotions about the invasion and himself, really really good tbh

Write Me Well, My Love, Write Me Weird

When stories start popping up on various media outlets of the Turtleman, New York Cities own personal cryptid, most of the world shrugged. To the citizens of New York? fear, excitement, adoration for this odd and lovable creature. Everyone is quick to share stories and memories of their encounters, much to lament of Turtleman's older brother.

leo and donnie get spotted by humans (more than once) and said humans post about it on social media, as humans tend to do. raph is Not Thrilled. angst (and eventual comfort) ensues

[iguessitsjustme]

Your post caught me on my lunch break so let's go =3

Enemy to lovers OR friends to lovers?

Noble idiocy OR lying/witholding major info in the relationship?

Boy/girl in glasses OR lovers sharing an umbrella?

And finally, because I have not stopped thinking about it since your poll...

DeanIntouch OR KornPharm? The people (me) want to know 😌 -☆

Ooohhh boy. Some of these are easy and some *stares right at it* arr impossible. But I can do this if I just believe in myself. Right? RIGHT?

Enemies to lovers or friends to lovers?

Friends to lovers. Very rarely will I choose enemies to lovers these days. Very much loving friends to lovers lately.

Noble idiocy or lying/withholding major info in the relationship?

I have never liked lying/withholding major info in the relationship. I never understand it. Why not just communicate?? You supposedly love them so why not work together to face the issue?? Why lie???? Not for me. But I do love a good idiot character. God bless those idiots. I am one of them.

Boy/girl in glasses or lovers sharing an umbrella?

This is how I know, dear anon, that you are evil. But also you know me clearly. I have to choose between my loves? Glasses or umbrella? I can’t believe you would do this to me. I love it. But damn this I’ll need to think about.

Okay. Because I am forced to choose: lovers sharing an umbrella. And it is solely because every time there is a glasses character, I fear they will lose their glasses. But sharing an umbrella? Only wholesome. Umbrellas have never hurt me…that’s a lie. Umbrellas have hurt me. But umbrella sharing scenes? Those have never hurt me. Anyway, for this question, my dear anon, you get an umbrella. Enjoy.

Only the gayest of umbrellas for you.

DeanIntouch or KornPharm?

My cruel poll bites me in the ass I see. I deserve this.

Ummm. I voted for DeanIntouch. I stand by this decision but I would need to put on my thinking brain timo explain it and that seems like too much effort. But if anyone wants an explanation, just ask. Maybe I’ll answer once I’m home from work and won’t have to type it on my phone.

QL This or That

[us3rnam3-r3dact3d]

you already know im here for our hotties in red

darlin - 73

sam - 85

-🦀

Oh my GOD Crab Anon, you picked perfect songs for these two. I’m going to do these specifically for firefighter au, since I know how much you love it.

Homesick | Noah Kahan ft. Sam Fender

This entire album is on my Top 100 I love it so much. The second wave of its release had a series of features, some of which changed lyrics. I think this song in particular got a crazy good lyric update, even if the original was already great. That lyric update to the second verse makes this Such a Darlin’ song.

Two months since you got back, how have you been and are you bored you?

Darlin’ returning home. Dahlia might not be their birthplace, but more so than Washington and anywhere else they spent time in, it was their hometown.

Well I grew up in the fallout from the riots in the 90’s / Static cranes stand lifeless casting shadows on the town / I stare at that hallowed ocean as if to pick a fight / For the dreams my old man dreamt for me lay on the other side

Darlin’ in the Firefighter AU is canonically punk. You heard it here, I am Word Of Goding it, they are Punk. Their dad was too, he just happened to be a deadbeat. He didn’t have much impact on his child’s life, but he did wish for them to live it, and to live as freely as possible. They haven’t. They dug their feet in in Dahlia, stayed there longer than they had anywhere in their life. Sometimes, the look out at the ocean, knowing that they’ve let him down.

I would leave if only I could find a reason

Quinn was their reason. A bad one, but one anyway.

I got dreams, but I can’t make myself believe them / Spend the rest of my life on what could have been

Darlin’ is so full of regret for somebody so young.

I’m homesick

Duel meaning. They miss home. They can’t stand to be there.

Rivers and Roads | The Head and the Heart

Ooohhh BOY!! A song about being estranged from your family??? Perfection. This is So Sam in all canons, but most definitely in FFAU as well.

Nothin’ is as it as been / And I miss your face like hell / I guess it’s just as well / But I miss your face like hell

His grandmother. He left home and nothing has been the same since. A lot of it is for the better, but he will never see her face again, and that twists him up inside.

Been talkin’ bout the way things change / And my family lives in a different state / And if you don’t know what to make of this / Then we will not relate

Sam doesn’t talk to anyone in his family anymore. He’s better for it, safer for it, but it hurts, too. When you’re separated from your family, even with good cause, it cuts a hole in you. Some people don’t get it. David doesn’t understand why Sam would separate from his father while he has one, partially because Sam isn’t forthcoming with details about his childhood. But when Sam says “I don’t have my family,” Milo fills up with familiarity. Darlin’ knows that dread.

Rivers and roads / Rivers and roads / Rivers ‘til I reach you

He traveled far to know them. He would do it again.

[killerlookz]

just wanna let you know, i’ve been meaning to reread all three parts of heartbeat! au because it’s one of the best joost klein au’s of all time & i will patiently wait literally forever for any future entries!! i’m not hopping in your inbox to pressure you, i know you’re on a hiatus, i just hope you don’t mind if i gush over your own work to you:

“it can’t be that easy”

•ngl i’m pretty sure i’ve read this chapter 4 times now? i’ve read “heartbeat” that many times too i think, but only read “no going back” twice?

•the angst in this is so perfectly written in every way, it crushes me every time i read it. everything feels so heartless, careless, purposefully soul-crushing, while at the same time, tender & full of unforgotten want and fulfillment.

•obv i feel so bad for reader but lina’s place in all this kills me, she doesn’t deserve to be caught in this break-up-cheating-rebound-spiral.

•it makes me wonder how lina & joost even got together? where did they meet? did joost instantly see her as a rebound? & how did they break up? did she find out about joost & reader that night? how furious was she? or perhaps their relationship was too fresh to create any deep wounds around joost?

•when reader is looking away and lina & joost discuss her being super drunk while reader’s *right there*, ooughh i’ve been that person so many times, not even being drunk or not even having an ex & their new partner talking about me, just…people…idk what it is—people like talking about me as if i’m not there…it’s…dehumanizing—makes me sick that it happened to reader, especially from joost & lina :((

•congratulations on writing some of the most gut-wrenching dialogue i’ve ever heard!!! specifically these quotes, i think about them almost day to day now:

•"Doesn't sound like you."

"Don't really feel like me."

(^makes me want to tear my skin off, i feel like this was the very moment joost even admitted that feeling to himself, i think post-break-up he’s obviously been heartbroken but i think there, at that party, on that couch, was the first time he vocalized the fact that he’s not even been himself without reader.)

•"Stop that," Joost's voice is low, soft. "Don't need to see that."

"Hard not to." You hum, letting your hand drop back down to his shoulder.

(^this??? this????! i haven’t been able to stop thinking about since i first read it..imagine tracing hickies on the love of your life’s neck because *you* didn’t leave them there & he says “don’t need to see that”???? because he’s ashamed of himself??? he wishes you didn’t see what he’s done without you!?!? ohhhhhhhmygoooooddduhhh actual chills & tears in my eyes reading that i will never be the same!!!)

•"I'm sorry."

"Don't be." You can't really appreciate his apology, a sorry not changing the fact now there's a girl other than you in his life.

"I am."

(^same thing as the hickies one, joosts genuine regret of what he’s done is actually making me feel like there’s this never-ending black hole inside of me just eating me alive forever…the hurt there is unmatched.)

•"Don't deserve it after-"

"Stop it." He immediately cuts you off, "You deserve this. And more, just sorry I'm showing you that so late."

(^ooohhh so now he wanna be a good boyfriend??? okay brooo okayyy…you couldn’t even meet your girlfriends friends tonight, you couldn’t even get up & dance with her!! bc you’re consumed to the core by your ex only once she’s broken your heart…tsk tsk…okay man whatever!!!)

it might be for all these reasons that “it can’t be that easy” is my favorite chapter??? dare i say that??? fluff is good, comfort is great, but angst? that biting feeling in the pit of your stomach that you get from angst is unmatched. “it can’t be that easy” gives me that feeling every single time. i need a cigarette after reading it..i’ll brb while i go read the other two chapter tonight as well ^_^

-ego⋆♱✮

hi oh my goodness i just saw all your inboxes and this is just so sweet 😭 i wish i could just go and write every single second of heartbeat lore now OMFG- you are so kind! thank you so much for your thorough review of heartbeat. it makes me so incredibly happy to know that people genuinely enjoy my work. thank you so so sooo very much 🩷 i hope there is more to come in the future once i have time! my winter break is in less than a month and is like 50% longer than it usually is so, ill have over a month to get back to writing!! i hope i will be able to :-)

[cool-person-yey]

no I am not late im right on time time is a lie. tmagp 10 notes y'all!

spoilers for the new tmagp episode bla bla bla letz go

• as always, * ominous music*

• wdym Saturday night it's Thursday

• as always, * office noises *

• oh?

• BONZO!!!!

• THE CREATOR OF MR BONZO!!!

• so the guy who Gwen has to deliver that thing to right

• the best things started as a joke don't worry bbg

• ooohhh that's why the Saturday night thing

• comedy dungeon?

• oh this won't end well

• something's gonna happen

• you got WHAT?

• generally being a nightmare. same.

• he named himself!! good for him!!

• the laugh tracks kahsjdka

• baking shows!!!

• very physically demanding huh

• sort. sort of. sort of ritual.

• " undeserving one hit single "

• Bonzoland mention!!!

• ohhh.

• caught ??

• ELEVEN BODIES ???

• HELLO???

• love how 11 ppl died and dude's pissed bc it ruined his business. very businessman out of him.

• a man's got make a living

• sti. still trapped you say. trapped. still.

• hm

• COLLIN'S BACK BABEYY

• he's less angy!!

• make things easier ? for what?

• Collin babygirl what r u doing

• they're explorin'!!!;

• aawww Alice

• " a wet hole. and not the good kind either."

• ohhh? what must be inside that ?

• imagine. a tape recorder. not gonna happen but eh

• mulch

• a key?

• yeah keep the umbrella

• why go out in the rain like that's just dumb

• oh Nigel again

• Gwen!!

• the hell

• OH MY GOD

• it doesn't. it doesn't like. it doesn't like when people stare.

• tf is that voice

• ok what the hell was that

• back to the Magnus Institute Manchester!!!!

• baby shrimp Sam!!!

• Archie ??

• archipelago. really.

• ARCHIVE MENTION!!!

• WORMS MENTION!!!

• being creeped out and sarcastic is my most common mood wdym

• lots of holes this episode

• I feel like this " I am sorry " is gonna hurt soon

• so you don't remember

• they didn't choose you?

• oh yes get out of there

• I am reading the transcripts at the same time as I'm listening to the episode and TAPE RECORDER???

• A door opens

• oh no

See y'all next Thursday!

[the-kr8tor]

WOOOOOOOO TRAINING'S GOT ME FUCKED UP I AM GOING TO BE HURTING TOMORROW....I hate pushups. Anyways- Daily Hobie HC! I have noticed that his border will increase/decrease in size according to his energy...andddd I loved guitar anon's little 'i love you's on his newspaper texture so I decided to take it and run with it >:) Despite his newspaper texture probably displaying his thoughts (aka 'i love you', 'stunning', 'kiss?', etc), I feel like it could also be used for a kinda non-verbal comfort. Perhaps you don't feel like talking, but you want a specific type of comfort. His questions/thoughts will display. For example: 'Food?' (Shake head) 'Space?' (Shake head) 'Cuddles?' (Nod) And since his border increases/decreases with energy, imagine he's coming back from a mission/fight to see you, immediately running up and picking you up by the waist, twirling you around. As soon as he runs towards you and picks you up, his border practically explodes with the sudden burst of energy upon seeing you. Even if he gets flustered or startled, the border will slightly increase, before he calms down again. He probably turns pink around you too:) Perhaps when you guys were about to have your first kiss, it began to show up on his newspaper texture as a non-verbal ask. It was literally just 'Kiss?' floating around, waiting for you to respond with a nod or a shake of your head. Yk what I kinda like writing Hobie so expressive like this I might include it in my work<3 - 🐦‍⬛

Oh nooo use hot compress, maybe that'll help?

YAYY DAILY HOBIE HC!!!

SO CUTE!!!!!! You're giving me ideas on this one request where r can see Hobie's cute borders!!

Ooohhh imagine once you two finally have your first kiss, there's magazine cut outs of fireworks in his art style!!! And when he misses you your name is comes out in one of those collage type of lettering! 🥰

Yes!! There needs to be more fics out there that explores this cute thing of him ❤️

[desceros]

I just placed down my beach chair and got some popcorn ready...

now we wait...

FOR LEO GETTING HIS ASS SERVED!!!!

call me a noisy auntie but I am craving the family drama this is inflicting. Donnie rightfully beeing upset but not woshing to cross anymore boundaries for Vis sake, Mikey surly wants to help as a specialist, Raph beeing prtoectiv af AND as an oldrr brother surly must have a few (maybe even not so nice) words to say, APRIL!!!!! And ooohhh Casey jr. might be even hurt as F/Leo is his honorable mentor and this act right here? that must crumble the image at least a bit....

I also wish for a dad to son scolding because he deserves it. See i want him to get a right redemption BUT only after he comes craeling back licking his oen deep wounds he so stupidly self inflicted (which he does know)

yeah, so anyway, keep it up and keep up with ypur breaks

see THIS is what i'm TALKIN about!! real wrestle bell ding ding ding energy coming around the corner. some RIGHTEOUS smackdowns need to happen am i right

people were asking me a while back about mikey and raph being more involved in the story and i was just VIBRATING like oh yeah. arc three is their time to shine. but don't worry about why. we'll get there. :)

[spaceyaceface]

23 with ominis ? uwu

OOOHHH An angsty one for my boy!!! Thanks for the request, love!

23 - "after everything you've done, i still love you. with all i am."

Warnings:

Link to prompt list

When Ominis Gaunt had thought about how he might fall in love, he'd always thought he'd fall gently.

It was what he had longed for--finding someone he could call his home, a person who let him feel safe. But that was all before he'd met her.

He supposed some of it was still true, in a way. He felt... protected, around her. She could explode at any moment, chasing away anything that dared to scare him. Was protection close enough to safety? Was she still home to him, even after all she had put him through?

Not all of it had been her doing. In fact, she had often tried to dissuade their friend from is dark path---but in the end, she still defended him. He found he couldn't say no when she begged him not to lock Sebastian up, despite all that his conscience said would be right.

He couldn't do it. He couldn't betray her.

No, when Ominis Gaunt fell in love, he fell hard. He fell like a stone in a well. He had felt that brief moment of freefall, heart racing, lungs gasping, and then splashed into somewhere he could not escape. Now, he was drowning in it.

She stood before him, at his mercy---though now he was sure he would do anything for her, if she only asked.

"Ominis, I'm sorry," she said. Her voice broke at the words. They hadn't spoken for over a week now. It tormented him. "I've been trying to find the words to tell you how awful I feel---I never should have let him go so far."

He had expected as much from her when she'd asked him to come to the Undercroft. The room had a dismal feeling, the last words they had spoken to each other still heavy in the air.

He took a deep breath. "Part of me wants to blame you. To be angry for how much you've asked of me." The truth burned as it left him, leaving a sour taste in his mouth. "But... but I'm not. Truly, the only person I can blame is myself. I should have been able to say no to Sebastian. To you. I couldn't."

He heard her take a step closer to him. "Please don't blame yourself, Ominis. I've hurt you enough. I feel selfish even talking to you." Her voice was thick---she must be crying, or on the verge of it. The thought of it made his heart ache.

"If I'm honest, it hurt more to be apart from you than it is to be together now." She was close to him. He could tell by her voice. He reached out his hand and found hers, holding it softly. "It's cruel," he muttered, tracing a finger over the back of her soft hand. "The way things have played out. After everything you've done, I still love you, with all that I am."

Her heard her choke back a sob, and then her arms were thrown around him, holding him as she cried. He buried his face in her neck, letting his own tears fall as he held her.

He wasn't sure if her desperate whispers of I love you, too sewed him together, or broke him further apart.